Tuesday, August 31, 2004
you know i was going to write a whole long list of all the exiting events that happened during teachers day but then i thought. wont everyone else blog about that? so just read theirs. mine wont be that much more interesting. so click here to find out more about something you dont. please dont get tricked again. :)
The Paradoxical Commandments .....Love them anyway. .....Do good anyway. .....Succeed anyway. .....Do good anyway. .....Be honest and frank anyway. .....Think big anyway. .....Fight for a few underdogs anyway. .....Build anyway. .....Help people anyway. .....Give the world the best you have anyway. my horoscope for the day: Tuesday, August 31 An urge to do your own thing will be strong today. Some will make plans to start on a new career direction, perhaps even to go into business for yourself. You are all fired up and eager for action. So strut your stuff. i think i shall become a full time skydiver. dont need to analyse and give critical appreciations of it. i might start my own sweety business, so i raise enough money to go skydiving. im on fire, and im eager to find the fireextuingguisherthingythattasteslikesaltyfoam to put it out. hahah cool. horoscopes or horror scapegoats. you decide.
James Barr at 9:28 AM
Saturday, August 28, 2004
today i had the pleasure of sitting down to ask some of lifes questions.
If you choke a smurf, what color does it turn? What happens if you get scared half to death twice? Sometimes I dream about being caried off by a big giant squirrel. Does that make me a nut? Do you think that when they asked George Washington for ID that he just whipped out a quarter? Ever wonder what the speed of lightning would be if it didn't zigzag? How come abbreviated is such a long word? If you're sending someone some Styrofoam, what do you pack it in? If a person with multiple personalities threatens suicide, is that considered a hostage situation? What's another word for 'Thesaurus? i also had time to make some senseless statements Toots Shor's restaurant is so crowded nobody goes there anymore A celebrity is a person who works hard all his life to become well known, then wears dark glasses to avoid being recognized. I am not a vegetarian because I love animals; I am a vegetarian because I hate plants. Change is inevitable - except from a vending machine It's a strange world of language in which skating on thin ice can get you into hot water Those who live by the sword get shot by those who don't. Funny, I don't remember being absent minded. I almost had a psychic girlfriend but she left me before we met. The early bird gets the worm, but the second mouse gets the cheese.
James Barr at 11:48 PM
Thursday, August 26, 2004 
hahah this picture is one of the best ones of batman and robin. since i feel a special connection to batman, i felt a need to have a picture of him on my blog. man! what a role model he is. fighting crime, getting the chicks, driving a neat car, drinking martinis, aikido and all that crap! not to mention smoking weed. soo think again next time says "hey! be more like batman can?". boy are they delluded. on the 15th day of promos my teacher said to you. 15 times youve come. 14 of them you slept! 13 assignments you owe! 12 hours youve wasted! 11 lessons youve skipped! 10 you think i didnt know! 9 exams youve taken! 8 exams youve mistaken! 7 times you didnt realise it! 6 pages you must copy! 5 pages are double sided! 4 minutes late for school! 3 essay outlines. 2 comprehensions and.... 1 LOVELY SCHOOL! eheaheahaehmwahgagasghahaha!! time to eat my semi cooked, weird tasting instant noodles which i (tried to) cooked. what a lovely dinner! i shall maybe write something more meaningfull another day. but then again... DONT CLICK HERE CAN? haha are you going to click or what?
James Barr at 4:18 AM
HEY hey hey!! hey guess what??.. guess... *falls asleep*
James Barr at 4:17 AM
Tuesday, August 24, 2004
didnt go to schul. heh heh.
was down at tantockseng for some stupid thing on my finger. its so hard talking to these people behind the counters because they are so... umm singchinaslangdunnoenglish. they talk in incoherent sentences that make no sense and derive things from what you say to something totally different. you have to break down your sentences into short retardo words. me > excuse me, i need an appointment on 21 september and another next week, them > HAH!? no you make one next week then another one on 21 september is it? me > yeah thats what i said them > so you want to make appointment for which day? me > 21st sept and one week from now. them > what you talking. 21 sept not next week la boy. me > yes i know. one for next week. and another for 21 september. them > hah? so what day you wan? me > next week, one. 21 september one. them > HOH! i make receipt for you. few moment. i was just able to relax with the mentos mints i was helping myself to next to the counter. rockamania! so hah! i is back few moment. i go make sleep. orkaay. 
James Barr at 2:43 AM
Saturday, August 21, 2004
"whats another word for thesaurus?"
another night when i have these bursts of rubbish..(passionate rubbish though :D) goodbye -------- i am not myself. denying the one thing that is true. disreguarding being real. i am my worst enemy. so take up your hand, part your fingers. and put them to your lips, swear you wont tell. becuz im already broken. and now im standing here, at the corner of worchester. i am invisible, they see right through me. i am invisible, oh how i wish i was invisible. i wont have to look them in the eye. and i wont have to say goodbye, anymore. but swear you wont tell. because you would reveal me. im already mentioned. just run and keep going. until i reach my destination, in a circle. i dont know where im going. but i see you, and your the only thing there. in a backgroud of black, and white spots, like bulletholes through his shirt. you came swimming into view. walk down the beach alone, sand beneath my leather ridden shoes. waves crashing into my feet. the birds are singing, think about life my friend. think about how its not the end. think about yourself. but dont put others on the shelf. think about what its about. liberate yourself, shout. think about this my friend. its the end. -james
James Barr at 7:32 AM
Wednesday, August 18, 2004 
this is nice i dont know why, but looking at this guy i cant tell his whole life story. it unfolds in front of my eyes like a murtabak unfolds out of the greasy brown paper. he grew up in a small town somewhere in the us. went to high school and joined the geek, i mean IT society and became really good at playing around with computers. until he finally got news of his illness. he had cherofogolobousfallogopolyilligitis. its a disease that certain people get when exposed to too many computer chips. so he became detatched from society and was hooked on creating machines that can check e-mails 120X faster than the ordinary computer. soon his mutant abilities caused by cherofogolobousfallogopolyilligitis led him to create a supercomputer. the twist to this story is that people then found out and beat him up and stole his supercomputer. now they are using it in NASA to do secret experiments. they then sent men in brown to erase his memory. after the trauma which never happened, he began eating donuts and drinking beer. he then became overweight and lazy. he now works for fedex and photocopies forms for people to fill in. he has a cool tie though... - uncontrollable bursts of writing retarded rubbish finished. now for controllable rubbish. heh. woops, got project work to do. :)
James Barr at 5:49 AM
Sunday, August 15, 2004
yup its 4.10am and im up playing yahoo pool and doing anything except sleeping.
ill be going to school like a zombie on crutches. at least i dont have much work to do. heh! i got my purple rating. some yahoo pool nerds might actually know what that means. listening to taking back sunday songs. brilliant shit. cant seem to sleep, but i yawn like nobodys business. ill just use my breaks wisely and sleep. my finger ain't better. think i should go check it out. it feels funny, like the bone suddenly changes direction in the middle and veers off to the right. at least it en't turned gangrene yet. \"/ hahah another thing, its so ironic how singaporeans are always looking at other singaporeans and saying "ah, singaporeans, tsk tsk". and "singaporeans are so rude". and its even more ironic for me to criticise singaporeans criticising singaporeans when i am singaporean myself. jayjaybeefs is not a kind of food... i need more money. i wish i could find $400 on the floor one day. right don? yup, money is the root of all evil. lets try a few examples. - dracula sucks blood --> blood is needed in transplants --> recipient pays for blood. - axe murderers --> need axes --> which need to be bought. - (trying to think of evil people) - the devil --> is mentioned in the bible --> which can be bought for less than $10 its pretty true actually. but i can say bananas are the root of all kindness. lets try. - mother teresa is relatively skinny --> unlike a elephant --> which lives in a zoo --> along with monkeys --> who eat bananas. alright. 4.20am. almost time for school... if you have read until here. god bless your soul.
James Barr at 4:36 AM
Saturday, August 14, 2004 
hahah i came across this today. you remember the part from american pie? someone actually tried to do that. but you cant really blame the movie makers for putting this part in and hence, influencing someone to do it. personally i would blame it on the complete stupidity and retardation of the person who did it. i mean? its a hot pie... i think thats why they highlighted the word "teenager". what is the world coming to... shoutout to the drama cast for putting up such a great show on friday. it was very proffesional. i mean nothing by including the shoutout in the same entry in which i mention a guy and a pie. great job to everyone involved. :) nice!!
James Barr at 6:15 AM
thought i should share somemore fantastic photos with you. :)
man, the world needs a crash course in advertising techiniques. heh.
James Barr at 6:08 AM
Thursday, August 12, 2004
another entry on my beloved mother.
"james! go take a bath at night la, so you can save time in morning. everytime rush. tsk" ok so its kinda reasonable. and i come home and i sneeze a couple of times. "james? why cant you take a bath when you come home. wash off all the dust then you wont sneeze. see la all the dust is making you sneeze! why cant you take the initiative?" ok.. "james. why dont you bath this morning? your going to go to school so sleepy. why are you always trying to sabo yourself." what the heck... so im supposed to bath every single time of the day. then she will say im wasting water. "james, you like to waste water is it? the bill is already so high. why are you bathing so much. trying to waste my money right? the hard earned money..." so you get the picture... and they tell me to study at home... :) just listen to your sum41. 
James Barr at 3:38 AM
Monday, August 09, 2004
Sing a sad song
In a lonely place Try to put a word in for me It's been so long Since I found this place You better put in two or three We as people, are just walking 'round Our heads are firmly fixed in the ground What we don't see Well it can't be real What we don't touch we cannot feel Where we're living in this town The sun is coming up and it's going down But it's all just the same at the end of the day And we cheat and we lie Nobody says it's wrong So we don't ask why Cause it's all just the same at the end of the day We're throwing it all away We're throwing it all away We're throwing it all away at the end of the day If you need it Something I can give I know I'd help you if I can If your honest and you say that you did You know that I would give you my hand Or a sad song In a lonely place I'll try to put a word in for you Need a shoulder? well if that's the case You know there's nothing I wouldn't do Where we're living in this town The sun is coming up and it's going down But it's all just the same at the end of the day When we cheat and we lie Nobody says it's wrong So we don't ask why Cause it's all just the same at the end of the day
James Barr at 8:30 AM
Sunday, August 08, 2004
stop complaining about the world.
and school and people. what are you complaining about? its like dancing on the end of a barrel of a gun. you shouldnt do it. but it cant be helped. eh? im a liar. dont trust the man with the unibrow. i think the most eventful thing i did today was take a trip to the toilet. it sure was more exiting than reading words that go through my head. like a bullet through a sponge. this is what i want my life to be. bumming around doing absolutely nothing, and taking pleasure in doing meaningless things like cutting my toe nails and attempting to pluck some eyebrows but stopping cuz it hurt like ****. think cuz i dunno how. man im a ignorant child. where are parents when you need them. then they appear when you dont want. haha!! i dont want to work. i want to live in a small town. work in a grocery store. earn enough to eat and pay the bills. live in a small apartment with frudo my dog. recycle my tea bags and have microwave meals. thats the life... its not earning xxxxxxx and having a grand mansion with a mistress and 20 odd dogs. and dining fine and drinking wine. take some time to think about what you really want in life. :)
James Barr at 8:31 AM
today boys and girls i shall show you a trick. how to make people read what you write.
national day celebrations were routine. sing dance and bum around till its over. we had a charity walk round the rich neighbourhood full of people who have prolly millions, but didnt even donate to the whatever-charity-we-had. the fun began after the celebrations where sz bowling took off. sz spirit was in the air. it smelled like sz spiritz. not bad la you all. got 8th place. blardy cheap la 1.50 a game only. sia laz. eh... today is sunday right? why am i blogging about friday... sian, im loosing my sense of time. ann smiths zhai na nee? :) today boys and girls i would like to talk about irony in cjc. not to mention that the disbled persons toilet is on the fifth floor of our school, and that there is a sign saying "do not leave your bags unattended" at the bag storage place in the library. another nice one... 
James Barr at 12:57 AM
Thursday, August 05, 2004
ever tried to blog when you have too many things to say. you will end up making a entry like this where nothing gets said. there are too many things in my mind. to blog them out will take centuries. if you are looking for my tagboard, its prolly at the bottom or not there at all. it doesnt matter anyway. its almost like its trying to hide i tell ya! ok lemme try to vomit up my life in paragraphs of words.
school is a drag. never knew jc life can throw so many things your way. maybe i am taken aback by all of it. its not the studies, haha its not the studies... i am studying things that are not making sense in the world we live in. i am studying things that have nothing to do with what we should be studying. or we shouldnt even be studying at all. whatever it is, sometimes it doesnt make sense. other times it makes complete sense. you decide. school is a drag. anyway... the ann smiths hold strong. love you guys. brandon sarah and fiona. and i love my class as well... if it werent for these people in my life, i would be opening my very own rojak stall in jalan kayu ching chong cheng road. just know i appreciate all of you. and we have a casualty. i will really miss you like if you put a flower in a box, it will miss the sunlight. haha yes sister. to the other sister, hahah!! yeah im sure she will be fine. bet your emotions are all mixed up, i know the feeling. im sure the rest of ann smiths know as well.. our backgrounds are almost identical. but it will be okay. and to another person. just hang in there, time will sort all the shit out. it will all be okay. over and out.
James Barr at 5:05 AM
Wednesday, August 04, 2004
give me my handgun,
and ill give you a second chance. follow me into the sun. there we will dance. burning in the light, we will forget our plight. suffer all this pain, in the end, its all in vain. blogging is useless............ its like a squirell with rum. = meaningless sense and perfect nonsense 
James Barr at 5:58 AM
Sunday, August 01, 2004 what i wrote, is not an anecdote. to cure my hates, or open the gates.
James Barr at 12:50 AM
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