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Sunday, January 18, 2009 [11:00 PM]
the life of a crazy teenager.

Heh. Huiwen and I wrote a story on msn. We each had to write a line, and the story had to have 5 words: registration, keep, virgin, comparable and missing. We got the words from a random word generator. :P
I'm red, Huiwen's blue.

There was once a incompetent gormless twit,
who was excited over his new gym membership.
He was not the tallest, or the fittest, or the best looking either.
But if he kept going to the gym, he would soon become all over the above..
...at least, that was what he thought.
A few months after, he gave up his gym registration (word number one, woo!) and decided to become an artist.
Because of his great love for all things pink and purple, everything he painted from grass, to cows, to humans and to microorganisms, were all only pink and purple.
One day, his drawings came to life.
Thus, he lived with pink and purple grass, a pink and purple cow, a pink and purple woman, and they all lived in a pink and purple house.
But one day, the pink and purple woman left him, because she didn't like her colour anymore and he wouldn't change her colour.
The twit was so shocked, and at a great loss as of what to do, for he had been dependent on the missing (2nd word!) pink and purple woman.
And to make matters worse, he lost his house because the government didn't like the pink and purple house.
Being at an even greater loss, the twit took his pink and purple cow, and his pink and purple microorganisms to the government's registration booth for help. However, the government could not spare the man any money, because of the country's sovereign wealth had been distributed to angry customers who had bought Lehman minibonds.
So the man walked out of the building, and met a boy who he sold his cow to, for the boy's magic jellybeans.
The twit, being so hungry, gobbled down the beans instead of keeping (3rd word) it, before rushing off to the toilet.
...He walked out of the toilet an hour later, feeling sick to his stomach.
However, the twit did not leave his 'contents' back in the toilet, for the pink and purple microorganisms requested that he took it along to feed them on the journey in search of a charity organization.
He walked, and he walked, and he walked, until he reached a charity organization.
"Salvation!" He thought, "I will finally have food. Then I may find work, and buy my pink and purple cow back." Suddenly, a huge, hairy man barged out of the charity organization's doors, flailing his arms at the twit. "Shooh! food for you. All our funds have been used up to pay for first-class air flights for the management!"
The man turned to walked away, devastated. But after a couple of steps, a lady called, "Hey, mister!" He turned back around, and she said "I'm sorry we can't help you, but here's a tent. It might be useful." She handed him a tent and he walked off, in direction to where his old home was.
As the twit walked, he thought and thought. That woman looked quite familiar. He seemed to have seen a pink and purple woman before... "You fool!" said the microorganisms,"she is the pink and purple woman!"
He quickly ran back to the charity organization, in hopes of finding the pink and purple woman. After searching for a long time, he gave up, feeling dejected, he turned around to walk home when he spotted the pink and purple lady.
The pink and purple woman quickly turned away at the sight of the twit, before running over to hug him, no matter how smelly, stupid or couch-potato like he was. She loved him, and all his pink and purple goodness.
The man hugged her back tightly, feeling very happy even though he was homeless.
Being very uneducated, the twit said, "We vely comparable (4th word) leh!"
The pink and purple woman laughed, and they started walking, towards the sunset.
The twit pointed to the rolling waves and said,"Dear ah! Ip you go to neh, the lolling wave, you can wash off all yuuur paint hor. Then we belly happy!"
The pink and purple woman did what he said, and her clothes became a nice, plain white colour. And the twit hugged her, and said,"Marry me hor. I now no moneh, but next time sure got one. By the way, you virgin (5th word!) not?"
The pink and purple woman replied with a nod.
And they lived happily ever after.
The End