New post people! With PICTURES =D



The Pink Panther




Father Munctions


NEEEEZam


Viva La BRAZIL!!


Parents and PSPs don't mix

Its officially been 1 month since my last post so its time i guess =).
Seems to be that some people who i did not expect actually look at my blog so @#!@ it.

Im going to start posting photos so i hope this blog is going to be abit more exciting.


The hog from hogs breath cafe in Perth ( Dec 07)


My uber cool trip to Sydney Oprah house in march.


Not forgetting they have freaking amazing seafood




Ready, Aim, Misfire



My daily workplace, and nice orange walls =D


Thats it for now. I got plenty more pics to upload, after they are taken.

Yahoooooo.

Just woke up. Last 2 days have been tha sheets. Thursday had that adventure learning thingy. My class took the super ass difficult route.then out of everything possible I had to fall. haha. But my class was encouraging so must thank them for it. Then yesterday I went for rock-climbing. They didnt have my shoe size so I went bare footed but kept on slipping. So when a lot of them left i found my size and climbed. Then it as more fun. Ended up getting home at 11 and passed out ad landed up where I am now..

Ha

GUESS WHAT. I am bored like hell. THERE IS NOTHING TO DO AT HOME!
but still i will entertain.
I was digging through some stuff this evening and i found a nice piece of composition that was lying around in my stack of shit. Let me fill you in on this. This is my English prelim paper. I topped the level with this so I hope you all like it. By the way, I'm a very VERY depressing writer so don't go jumping off roof tops after this.

Douglas Tseng
Clementi Woods Secondary
Class 4/1
13/9/2007
English Paper 1 Prelim (Section 1)

Title: Vacation

With nothing but the four walls surrounding me, the burly men, clad in their navy blue uniforms buckled my hands together and took me out of my "hotel". Stying confined within those walls had driven me to the brink of insanity for the two desperate, depressing years.

A howl in my ear shook me back into reality. " We're going on a vacation maggot. Ever heard of Evenberg? I hope you will enjoy your new room mates, because you will never see the light of day ever again." The words stung me like a hornet as I was thrashed into the truck, surrounded by the guards who I had familiarized myself with over the months.

I was driven to the landing strip of the airport. The door opened as I was greeted by nothing but a sheet of gold and white. Reporters everywhere, flashing their cameras, constant non-chalent shouting had turned my solitary world into a pit of chaos.

I knew what they wanted. They wanted the story. They wanted everything. Everything that I did. Never would I give it to them. What I had done would never be told.

Carelessly flung into the plane where I would be taken for my "vacation", the guards strapped me down limb for limb. The only sight that greeted me was them clad in blue, with the sounds of the clanking of gun metal and shackles ringing in my ears.

The atmosphere was tense. Silence, not even a pin drop could be heard. Just the muffle from the engines and the intimidating sounds of metal pieces striking one another. The guards stared at me constantly and I tried to read their minds. There faces had no sign of emotion, no sign of mercy. Just a cold plain expression that was plastered on them.

I arrived at my destination with a crashing thud. As the door opened, I prepared myself for the chaos like I had faced before. But I saw nothing like it was before. Nothing but a simple white car.

I was in the car by myself. It gave me time to reflect on what I had done. I recalled the incident, the blood, the knife, the life I took away.

I stared out of my window and there was the sight that I had planned mostly to see during my 'vacation'. The statues of guardian angels stomping on the devil gave me the depth of what I was going to receive. The same form of punishment that I would be receiving. How discipline itself was going to stomp on me.

The door cracked open and the words on the top of the building burned into me. High court. During the session, I gave my statement cautiously while reading the faces of the family. The family that I had broken apart.

As the hammer fell for the last time, my fate had been decided. I was to face the noose. The journey back to the new prison was now going to be harder.

Days turned to weeks as I fell deeper into the hands of depression. I waited for just a single soul to visit me. But no one cares for a killer.

The final day approached. I continually recalled my travels and my story. This was my first and last vacation that I was ever to take. The last scoop of ice-cream filled my belly as my eyes darkened and what was left of my life fell from my hands o my feet and down to the ground.

THE END


That took forever to write...I am going to sleep now...

Uno. First day of school was worth the late waking. 7 o clock. Dun bitch about it. Well, school was fun as it always was. Team mates all came late but we still managed to get the ppt done in time.haha. Im now staring at the macbook and macbook pro and deciding what to get..DAMMIT i need help. Ill talk later..im zohanning.

HA. im a very inconsistant blogger as many of u many now know. haha. SO i will start with the latest BIG happening. Okay. Its been 6 days since i freaking lost my head through alcohol. Idiots Alex and Merrill were depressed so i brought them out to do what was best for them. Clarke Quay. Went to Sahara and just happened to bump into uncle raj. An old friend from here and there. He got us free entry in gotham where the idiots decided to spend all of our money on freaking drinks which we finished in an hour. I was so shit faced so merrill decided it was best to try to use THE WRONG BATHROOM. anyway we were drunk so anything is legal.
ANYWAY. because of that night, sunday morning posed hell. Woke up puked slept woke up puked, you get the point. I was sick like shit.

So i got out of bed. slept and basically killed sunday for me. rest of the week was boring an hols turned out to be a useless period of time for more slacking and more COD4 =D

I am starting, but first...

Its time for me to do this. And I really need to do this. Ive had so much trouble as it is from my primary and secondary school and I do not wish to make any more enemies during my education now. I seriously think that we have some stuff to talk about but let me put it clear to you guys. I've been blog hopping around and I have spotted some stuff that was quite clearly aimed at me. I am not going to name people but I just want to confirm to you that after reading your post, I fully understand what it is all about. I have now seen myself from your point of view and I seriously think that I look like a complete fucker. So to those who posted about me(you know who you are), I would like to thank you for letting me know and I promise that I will do what I can to change the way you think of me. I will take your criticisms and try to work on it as much as possible because you guys so far have been the best friends ive had during my learning journey. Please talk to me about it and I hope you can guide me to not look the way I am to you all.

Love,
Douglas