start of a new spree

Okay, now that I have completed the double kill with this post, I will build up on the spree and reach beyond godlike before you could even say "ZA! ZA! ZA! Lightning makes your pants unzip!". Now, if I remember correctly, that is a line which Matthew came up with in Secondary 2 while we were playing football under the dark sky, where there was even lightning. If I remember correctly too, we laughed our asses off after that cos it was nonsense to begin with and it made no sense. (lamejoke! it made dollars) *cues sarcastic laughter*

Speaking of lightning, there are two particularly funny websites that yours truly would like to introduce to all of you out there who are dying to laugh your ass off, like me.

Here it is:
1. http://img.moonbuggy.org/lightning-one/
2. http://img.moonbuggy.org/lightning-two/

It is basically a continuation whereby lightning-one comes before lightning-two (d'oh!) and its an essay written by someone (I don't know who) who probably thinks he's Zeus. Either that, or he thinks lightning REALLY does make one's pants unzip. I found it particularly funny and I laughed until I cried the first time I read this. I even spilt my cup of water too.

You see, whenever I use the computer, I have these cups of Milo or water that I keep beside me in case I get thirsty. One day, I was browsing through Moonbuggy with my mouth full of water that when I read it, I couldn't control my windpipe and POOF! (no kokokrunch) my laughter exploded and POP! goes (not the weasel) my drink onto the keyboard.

Now there's something to talk about - my laughter.

Now, my whole family has weird and cranky laughters. Every one of us in the family have this special ability to laugh until tears roll down our face and our jaws feel disjointed.

I first found out about this special ability of mine back in Primary 3, when I laughed so hard at something (I can't remember what now) that it carried on for like, 2 minutes and I even teared because of that. Ever since, I always made it a mental note to laugh silently, to suppress my burst of laughter down in my windpipe (it could hurt at times).

However, sometimes even I can't suppress the chakra and it ends up bursting out of my throat, and the sound made sounds like I just swallowed helium or I just had a spasm or something.

There was once, I remember, when Sumo made some joke about malays ruling the Qing Dynasty and I laughed like crazy at that one for almost 5 minutes until 张老师 made me stand up (all in the name of fun, not punishment) and tell an interesting story to the class.

The latest time when I laughed like a super retard was last Sunday, at the RGCO concert at Victoria Concert Hall which I attended with Matthew, GuanWei and David. Then, there was this big-boned (you know what I mean) botak dude who was wearing a beanie like he was some character out of MapleStory and when he talks, it sounds like he swallowed a tank of helium and his voice goes really high. And once in a while, the fat girl sitting 2? seats away from him would pull of his beanie and the big-boned dude would go HEYYYYYYYYYY!!! Luckily, intermission arrived in the nick of time just as I burst out in uncontrollable laughter. You know, like I couldn't breathe for a few seconds. Then when I saw him on the way to the toilet, I laughed damn hard again. He was that hilarious.

I think what goes on in my mind when I see something funny is like this:
1. I process the scene before my eyes or what I hear
2. I start laughing
3. I think about it again
4. I laugh even harder
5. Repeat steps 3. and 4.
6. Explosion of laughter ensues, I can't breathe, I tear, my jaw starts aching
7. Hyperventilates
8. Breathing gets slower
*9. This step is optional. However, sometimes steps 3. and 4. happen and it starts all over again

On the other hand, my laughter sounds abit like the Joker's (Mr. Ledger) and that's about all that matters. I am proud of how I laugh.

For now.

sorry ma homies

hello everyone.

Wait, I remembered that I have to be formal and solemn in blog posts, so I shall be mature and now exclaim: Good evening, revered audience. I suddenly had this feeling of emptiness all of a sudden while I was on the train home from school. My mind drifted off subconsciously to my dearest friends SungMing and David, who have been faithfully feeding their blog with posts over the past few days while I, Almighty Alvan (Alliteration Alert! <-- AHAHAHA Alliteration Alert! <-- AHAHAHA Alliteration Alert! <-- AHAHAHA Alliteration Alert!), have been neglecting my blog, depriving it and everyone else the posts that they ought to be seeing at least once a day.

As such, after much ado, this is it - the post everyone has been waiting for.

The Apology.

Dear isthatablogisee.blogspot.com and readers, I, Alvan, sincerely apologise for the lack of posts these few days on this beloved blog. Although I started off well with a with a killing spree (think: DotA) in the first two days, my spree was ended by Mathematics Test, laziness, the Joker, MSN, sleep and ironically, DotA itself. But excuses aside, I definitely feel that I could have put in much more effort in the upkeep of my blog and not starve it of what it was born to deserve. I would like to extend my heartfelt apologies to all my readers for keeping you in too much suspense over the past few days and causing you to go into raptures of depression while awaiting the post that you thought would never come.

My apologies, revered audience, for I have let you down.

Now that that is over and done with, we shall move on to the new post, since I feel that it is only right to show that I am sincerely sorry by dedicating one single post to the apology. After all, this blog was meant to be solemn.

Solemn.

Solemn.

third post, time to get bored of this

It's kind of early now but I can't get to sleep so I thought I could do better with writing about something that had been on my mind for about a month and a half now, so let's not beat about the bush.

The Dark Knight.

Yesterday, I had the honorable privilege of catching this awesome movie at the VivoCity GV Max Theatre 1 which has the biggest screen in the whole of Asia, according to Joel. I thought it was a fantastic movie and I wouldn't be surprised if The Dark Knight wins movie of the year or something (do take note that I'm not a fan of movie awards, just the movie itself).

All the characters were just so real (especially the Joker) that I was completely sucked into the movie as soon as it began with a b*nk r*bbery (no spoilers intended). However, I did have a few regrets.

1. the corner of my ticket stub was ripped! *cues gasps of horror* *funeral music plays*
You see, the thing is, ticket stubs serve as a spark to re-ignite whatever lost memories you had of the movie after many many years when you forget you even watched it. As such, you want the spark to be whole, but NO! The woman ripped the other half of my ticket with such menacing violence that the corner of the stub came off with it. Then she looked at me with a fierce glint in her eye but when she saw my sad look, she hung her head in guilt. Shame on her...

2. I shouldn't have watched so many videos and trailers about The Dark Knight
After each scene of the movie, I found myself flashing back to the trailers and videos I watched and wondering what happens next. This got kind of irritating after a while but I couldn't suppress the flashbacks so all I can say is, "Ah well..."

3. the movie was so short!!!
The movie was 152 minutes long! That's like... 2 hours and 32 minutes!!! Okay it IS 2 hours and 32 minutes long. Only! Plus trailers and commercials and stuff, that took about 2 hours and 45 minutes, and there wasn't even the advertisement to remind us to keep our phones on silent mode! I was looking forward to staying in the theatres for at least 3 hours so that i can "savor every moment" of the movie experience, so again, all I can say is, "I'm going to watch it again!"

Who wants to watch The Dark Knight (again/for the first time)?

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Introduction

Hello everyone again, I am back after a few minutes of intermission to -surprise!- make a new post. Such is the extent of my boredom in the early hours of the day. Okay, so this second post shall be dedicated to an introduction because I shall pretend that no one in the world knows me. Therefore, I need to introduce myself partly because I don't know how to make those cool profiles at the side so I hope this post suffices.

"And here we... go!" - Joker, The Dark Knight

Sorry, just applying what I memorised in The Dark Knight trailers.

Name: Spiderman, but do try to call me Alvan once in a while
School: of fishes (sorry, couldn't resist)
Aspirations: play for Manchester United Football Club

Zzz, this is a waste of time. Moving on, I am currently feeling rather sad yet excited at the same time because of 1. football and 2. the dark knight

Since I was 13, I had always longed to play for school against HCI in a friendly. Unfortunately, due to a twist of fate, the friendly this year has only been made available to student leaders. And unfortunately, I am not fit to be a student leader which in turn implies that I am not fit to play football in a friendly because I do not have enough sportsmanship and I will probably get a red card before I even step on the field. Sorry everyone if I fail to shake hands with the opponents after a game and if I fail to engage in friendship bonding talks with opponents after a game too. Because of my failure to lead students, I can't play football. Awww, this is getting depressing.

Moving on to the happy side of things, today is the day I had always been waiting for after a long long long long long long long wait. I am not sure if that made sense but what I am trying to say is that after waiting for more than a month, I am going to watch The Dark Knight later on with mes amis. *cues gasps of envy*

Just less than 6 hours to go...

By the way, I forgot how to put the tagboard thing on the blog so we shall make do without it. I used to barely pass Computer Studies in primary school so I am very very bad with HTML, my apologies and I seek your revered audience's forgiveness.

first post no need title sorry

Hello everyone, this is the first ever online web log that I am writing solo. As such, I feel that it is time to move away from the nonsensical nonsense that I had always posted in the past as part of the group blog which is now dead. I am not someone who is comfortable with writing formally with the conventional full-stops every now and then. Like this. I would very much prefer to type in lower-case with only apostrophes (this thing ') and commas (this thing ,) without the full stops, like this

However, as aforementioned, the honorable owner of this blog is making a valiant attempt to steer his writing away from nonsensical and more towards formal stuff. So this blog shall be solemn.

Solemn.

Solemn.

The reason which I am beginning to blog is because I am too bored to do anything else other than open my Internet Explorer web browser. Also, I have been inspired by David's blog in which his philosophical takes on life have motivated me to start a blog so as to save the world before bedtime.

I think that is about all that I ought to cover in the first post. I hope it was solemn enough, I was trying not to laugh while typing that.