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Name:George Toh A.K.A GORGE/Ah Siao

School:ITE TAMPINES, if you want a fight feel free to msg me, 1 v 1, one buddy as support for the fighter, don't fight like a sissy...

Date/Of/Birth:27/06/88 BITE ME

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Computers,Drums, Music(Mostly Metalcore),Tutorials On My Hobbies,Street Soccer, Pool And Photoshopping

Dreams And Ambitions:i have no more dreams, dreaming is false hope

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been tired for the past few days and weeks and even though i get to sleep i still suffer a bout of insomnia, and it looks like the problems are back and depression is setting in again...and to think i never had a chance to go to the gym again after hearing others saying that they are going to the gym with sarcasim makes me look pathetic...you know what? fuck this...i don't care if you go to the gym as long as i am fit enough to run and do mother fucking standard pull ups and push ups...don't know why i wrote this cause this coming may i am gonna go and hit the gym once more... ALONE! FUCKERS YOU HEAR THAT ALONE! don't expect to see me though cause i ain't going there. cause it sucks there...cause when your good friends goes to the gym, they ain't telling you...

what should i do? do i have to see the psychiatrist? 2 words to choke upon, FUCK IT

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crazy?

yeah i am crazy...

here's a even more crazy video

watch out for the kurt cobain and david bowie parody... and not freddie merc because of mistaken identity

not for the sane people

and yes don't forget....

MY NAME IS GORGE

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Chalet? oh THAT FUCKING TIME [WARNING EXPLICIT CONTENT]

due to the explicit content on this post, i warn you in advance that whatever written here is sure to offend some people(friends only) hopefully with expressing my anger i won't get caught by the police or whatever shit...

alright then, i am pretty much sobered up and it took fucking 2 days for that to happen..and yes i'll start bashing now can't barely store all the anger...

why does god create friends for? have anyone ask you this question? well for a christian the answer's simple, but for others it maybe a logical answer without the religious tones..

my answer is simply like this, friends are people who are not your family members and neither are related in blood, but are people who generally have the same age mindset as well as understanding one and other because of the same events we experience together, be it happiness, anger or sadness, friends are always there to help.

well thats what i feel it should be but for christians we think they are too holy and basically doesn't wanna mix with non-christians, why? i don't know. Even though i used to be a christian i can tell what the difference is, when i WAS a christian, other christians tend to talk to me more and we get to have more fun and thats the advantage, now the disadvantage is that one must be specificly religous enough to actually get along with them...

what i basically wanna say is that the christian friends i have are FUCKED-UP...why can't they just have fun? beer? a sin? then why did jesus drank wine? yeah i know we shouldn't drink until drunk but what i did when i was drunk was trash talking, and i did not rape any girl nor rob no bank. that is ok on few occasions, i even ask my friends to help me if i am so fucked-up...dudes, i ain't a alchoholic, i don't need alchohol to be happy, all i want is everyone of my friends enjoy with me and have fun
and you don't need to drink to have fun, for me i drink cause i wanna go into the party mode, but in this case the christians look at me as SHIT and TRASH...but what can i do? they need to be holy to go heaven. and i repeat, I DON'T DRINK ALL THE TIME!

well theres one thing i know that christians tend to understand each other better than non-christians because of religious relations and experience and the list goes on, but what a christian doesn't understand is that non-christians need understanding too. a christian sheds a tear for another christian because of one small thing, for me? i won't even cry for no one unless they are leaving me here in this fucked-up world merely because i am so used to sadness since i was young, does any of my friend remembered that i have a broken family? OH NO THEY DON'T, i don't even wanna tell anyone about it because its personal problems and i suffered alot through childhood as well,is that touching enough? no? CAUSE I AM NOT A FUCKING CHRISTIAN RIGHT?

i dislocated my leg the second time and the doctor told me i won't have a proper chance of playing soccer again, in fact i have to go for a surgery in order to carry on playing my fave past time..i was feeling real low and down because i really am getting into soccer alot, something that gives me a ray of light and something that makes me feel wanted, i could feel it may be a gift from God...touching enough? but does anyone cares if i can play again? well the christians don't even care! they have their own problems too

anyways everyone has their own sob stories, i as a friend am glad to listen to them but for those holier than thou peeps should learn to help non-christians...oh by the way, nobody really listens to my sob stories cause they think its to hard to believe, well fine i understand.

what's more dissapointing is that my best friend being a christian has basically ditched me for another christian friend, because i am not a christian anymore, i believe he became my friend in secondary when i was a cute christian...oh well people change..i will still be his friend no matter what, because i believe he is God's gift to me(being the only christian friend that time) and hopefully he treats me better and not just be proud and at least be equal to me...touching? maybe not...

have they helped during the chalet? no i don't think so...but i don't blame them cause they are my friends, anyways i thank gy for the organising and trouble buying the food, blackie for his marinating even though it sucks,xl for being my drinking buddy, terence for cooking the food for us <---lots of props to him thanks brother, and jeremy for his funny antics as well as jonathan for joining us in crazy fun, and to be honest i was really happy we are all together even though its been 5 years and i really don't wanna see all my brothers break up because of differences and i hope anybody reading this understands....all in all you are all my friends no matter what, even if i am angry of you i will still treat you as a friend....still not touching? its true you know...

last but not least, people tend to relate me as emo, let me explain why i ain't emo

1.before emo boom started i was already in that mood(during secondary school years being sad most of the time)
2.i am just ANGRY not sad or happy or a mix of shit
3.emo kids are sissies and they cry over one stupid shit
4.emo kids are gays, they like kissing and hugging people and even have anal!
5.i paint black nails posing to be metal head not fucking emo kid
6.i keep long hair because of metal

they are lots of other reasons why i ain't emo i just have no fucking time to bother explaining shit when its obvious i ain't one...

if you read this far, you have at least understand me at a percentage of 30%

AND REMEMBER I AM JUST A REALLY ANGRY PERSON TRYING TO LET IT ALL OUT IN THE SAFEST WAY! INSTEAD OF KILLING SOMEONE OR HURTING MYSELF!

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Joga Bonito!

well...today and yesterday has to be the happiest day in my life. why? i was able to curl my balls again(no pun intended)with my left leg. As you know i was involved in another freak dislocation that rendered me helpless...doctors even adviced me to stop soccer or even go for surgery. Yesterday itself was hard, after finishing the phase test early, my teacher straight away knew that i was going to play soccer, maybe cause i was wearing yellow. He told me that i shouldn't play soccer and should wait till i am fully recovered...being a street soccer freak, i can't control that addiction in scoring goals, in fact i love that feeling of adrenaline rush and the fun of playing with a team full of wonderful players and i have never felt so wanted in a team before unlike secondary school...i was able to fully unleash my full potential here in ITE, i thank my friends for the care and support...this space is dedicated to you my fellow classmates cum soccer mates cum besto friends. Anyways my teacher even asked my friends not to play with me soccer..and guess what? they just say, "never mind lah gorge can take it lah, just play!" and i was left to decide whether to watch or to play...and in the end with my i-don't-give-a-fuck attitude i just went on to play...man it was something i did not regret later...having able to curl a ball with my leg leg to the goal post from the opposite keeper's side, it felt great even though i didn't really score...i supported my friends most of the time because i fear for dislocation again, its better to play safe. Whats most satifiying was the curls i did today during practice...man it was awesome..i curl most of my shots and my friend was like...KAKA IS BACK! haha great fun! and i managed to play a full match with the juniors even though i did not run as much as that before the dislocation...anyways i have to thank the nike joga bonito videos that inspired me to continue with my passion..

in fact i'll post 2 videos that inspired me the most





remember to play joga bonito style! joga bonito=beautiful game in portuguese

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Study Says Praying Can Make You Worse Off

some food for thought...go figure

Who would have ever thought that praying could make you worse off than you were in the first place? Well, someone did, because science, in its ongoing quest to debunk false ideas, has proven it.

According to a decade long study on patients that underwent heart surgery to be published in the American Heart Journal next week, Doctors concluded that those who had strangers praying for them, but were unaware of the fact, were no better off than those who didn’t. Not only that, but the $2.4 million study goes on to say that those who knew they had strangers praying for them often had a noticeably higher rate of complications.

The study showed that 52% of patients overall experienced complications in their surgery. That rate jumped up to 59% when the patients knew that they were being prayed for. The report gives no explanation for this difference, other than the patients might have been somehow mentally affected by the knowledge of the prayers.

"Did the patients think, ’I am so sick that they had to call in the prayer team?"’ said Dr Charles Bethea, one of the co-authors and a cardiologist at the Integris Baptist Medical Center in Oklahoma City.

However, Paul Kurtz, Professor Emeritus of Philosophy at the State University of New York at Buffalo, and chairman of the Committee for the Scientific Investigation of Claims of the Paranormal, was quoted as stating the reason the study found no unseen healing power in prayer was simply "Because there is none."

Even though we have wasted all this money disproving another one of religions ridiculous ideas, we can bet it will change no minds. It doesn’t matter what you prove to some people, they will still follow their churches with all the blind passion of a flock of lame sheep. Even when faced with evidence that their actions may actually be hurting more than helping, such has been shown many times in the past, they will not stop.

Remember this article the next time someone at your local church or hospital tells you “I’ll pray for you.” It may be more of a threat than an offering.

Source: Google News

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