full
empty

and there was nothing.
nothing left in the end.


introduction
confession

zishing
04-12-1992
no preferences
nothing particular.
the place people come to for help.
and that's about it.


out
in

AB
AiPing
Amos
Andy
Baka-Tsuki
Caroline
ChinHian
Dom
De-Coder's Cafe a.k.a.Yap
Hisyam
JingSheng
LeeYang
Kee
Leonard
LiJie
MarcusChan
Matilda
Max
MelWeh
RongRong
RuiFen
Sarah
SiHui
Stewart
Sumo
Valerie
Zak


past
present

August 2006 September 2006 October 2006 November 2006 December 2006 January 2007 February 2007 March 2007 April 2007 May 2007 June 2007 July 2007 August 2007 September 2007 October 2007 November 2007 December 2007 January 2008 February 2008 March 2008 April 2008 May 2008 June 2008 July 2008 August 2008 September 2008 October 2008 November 2008 December 2008 January 2009 February 2009 March 2009 April 2009 May 2009 June 2009 July 2009 August 2009 September 2009 November 2009 December 2009 January 2010 February 2010 May 2010 August 2010 September 2010 October 2010 November 2010 December 2010 February 2011 April 2011 September 2011 November 2011

thank
request

designer: frozen.d}
resources: x


(Sunday, September 30, 2007/8:29 PM)

so
by sad request. i would like. to warmly present. three-word stories. hah. (=
[N.B. these stories are rated O because they might Offend the original author and his counterparts. please read with discretion and note that half the story either doesn't end right or the other half has been omitted]
oh and you might want to fill in blanks by yourself.

"Once upon 2 times, Jing Sheng sank the world with his fart. His mother said, "lolomgwtgftw bbqsauce1337hax roflmao." Then, she started to %*@$ onto some weird Jell-O and got off when she discovered it was mango. Suddenly, a troll, retardedly named Bluejelly, ate the mango and transformed into a robot named Negatron. He started &*%@ing silver nitrate solution with orange efferversence. _____ ate it, not. But instead, drank it all using a ladel. He bubble hearthed and spammed /lol, dancing naked in a tube top in front of...


forget it.
it's a lousy idea.
back to the books.


every life plays different,
so why won't i get the different i want?
no no.
am i supposed to not want my different?