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Name: Koh Ying Liang
D.O.B: 010789
School: Singapore Poly
Course: DCP (IC)

junior_1989_12@hotmail




Sunday, November 15, 2009

'm through with standing in line
To clubs we'll never get in
It's like the bottom of the ninth
And I'm never gonna win
This life hasn't turned out
Quite the way I want it to be

(Tell me what you want)

I want a brand new house
On an episode of Cribs
And a bathroom I can play baseball in
And a king size tub big enough
For ten plus me

(So what you need?)

I'll need a credit card that's got no limit
And a big black jet with a bedroom in it
Gonna join the mile high club
At thirty-seven thousand feet

(Been there, done that)

I want a new tour bus full of old guitars
My own star on Hollywood Boulevard
Somewhere between Cher and
James Dean is fine for me

(So how you gonna do it?)

I'm gonna trade this life for fortune and fame
I'd even cut my hair and change my name

[Chorus:]
'Cause we all just wanna be big rockstars
And live in hilltop houses driving fifteen cars
The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap
We'll all stay skinny 'cause we just won't eat
And we'll hang out in the coolest bars
In the VIP with the movie stars
Every good gold digger's
Gonna wind up there
Every Playboy bunny
With her bleach blond hair

Hey hey I wanna be a rockstar
Hey hey I wanna be a rockstar

I wanna be great like Elvis without the tassels
Hire eight body guards that love to beat up assholes
Sign a couple autographs
So I can eat my meals for free
(I'll have the quesadilla on the house)
I'm gonna dress my ass
With the latest fashion
Get a front door key to the Playboy mansion
Gonna date a centerfold that loves to
Blow my money for me
(So how you gonna do it?)
I'm gonna trade this life for fortune and fame
I'd even cut my hair and change my name

[Chorus]

And we'll hide out in the private rooms
With the latest dictionary and today's who's who
They'll get you anything with that evil smile
Everybody's got a drug dealer on speed dial, well

Hey hey I wanna be a rockstar

I'm gonna sing those songs
That offend the censors
Gonna pop my pills from a pez dispenser

I'll get washed-up singers writing all my songs
lip sync 'em every night so I don't get 'em wrong

[Chorus]

And we'll hide out in the private rooms
With the latest dictionary and today's who's who
They'll get you anything with that evil smile
Everybody's got a drug dealer on speed dial

Hey hey I wanna be a rockstar
Hey hey I wanna be a rockstar

Wednesday, November 11, 2009



Prison gates won't open up for me
On these hands and knees I'm crawlin'
Oh, I reach for you
Well I'm terrified of these four walls
These iron bars can't hold my soul in
All I need is you
Come please I'm callin'
And oh I scream for you
Hurry I'm fallin', I'm fallin'

[Chorus:]
Show me what it's like
To be the last one standing
And teach me wrong from right
And I'll show you what I can be
Say it for me
Say it to me
And I'll leave this life behind me
Say it if it's worth saving me

Heaven's gates won't open up for me
With these broken wings I'm fallin'
And all I see is you
These city walls ain't got no love for me
I'm on the ledge of the eighteenth story
And oh I scream for you
Come please I'm callin'
And all I need from you
Hurry I'm fallin', I'm fallin'

[Chorus]

Hurry I'm fallin'

All I need is you
Come please I'm callin'
And oh, I scream for you
Hurry I'm fallin', I'm fallin', I'm fallin'

[Chorus]

Hurry I'm fallin'

Monday, November 9, 2009

I had a dream last night. very ridiculous...


I was a SGT of a army platoon, and there was a real war going on. My men and I successfully raided enemy's hiding spots, shooting and killing every enemy in our sight, no mercy (what to do? if i don't shoot them, they will shoot me). After that. i received a order from my officer to regroup at one place so as to launch a combined assault to the remaining enemies. After a short briefing, we moved out. We reached a staircase, we moved up slowly and we saw a lady. Everyone aimed at her, she was shocked (DUh!)and we let her go after clarifying. When she walked off, i turned my head and asked her to stop as she dropped her purse. She continued to walk, and i picked up the purse and opened it and the first thing i saw was a explosive made by plasticine-like material and i shouted, OH SHIT! BOMB! GET YOUR FUCKING ASS DOWN! I tried to throw the purse down but it's too late.....

yeah, if you are reading this, you will be thinking that this is so dramatic! haha, but this is what i dreamt of last night. pardon my english...yeahh.

Friday, November 6, 2009


Thursday, November 5, 2009

jailbroken.

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

should i jailbreak my ipod touch? AHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Friday, October 30, 2009



original langauge!! and funny! lol