Just Jie Yang now.

The very latest news, ripped off Asiaone, and into your face:

ESCAPED terrorist Mas Selamat Kastari was seen limping up a flight of steps
leading to a wooded park, near the Whitley Road Detention Centre where he bolted
on Wednesday at about 4.05 pm.

The manager of a car washing kiosk at the Esso petrol station on
Whitley Road was reported by Shin Ming Daily as having told his worker that he saw a short-hair man, whose upper body was bare and who was wearing brown shorts with the letters WRC embossed on it, struggling up the flight of about 50 steps at about 5 pm, barely an hour after his daring escape from the detention centre.

The wooded park leads to Bukit Brown Chinese cemetery.

Acting on this lead, about 40 Gurkha guards searched the thickly-wooded cemetery on Friday afternoon.

An extensive manhunt continued on Friday for the leader of the
Singapore Jemaah Islamiah (JI) terror network, who has been on the run for three days now.

On Friday, posters of of Singapore’s most wanted man went up in many
public places, such as MRT stations, bus interchanges, shopping centres and mosques.

Leaflets were also pushed into letter-boxes of residents living in
landed property, seeking their help to look out for the fugitive, who once plotted to crash a hijacked plane onto Changi Airport and bomb several American establishments in Singapore.

This is my speculation, based on all the reports I’ve read:

1. It was an inside job. Following the idea of Prison Break, where Michael Scofield makes use of the prison doctor to help him make a bid for freedom, the whole damn Detention Centre was so strictly guarded like a fortress, plus the terrorist could not run very fast. It may seem that someone from the inside was helping him on his way out.
2. The terrorist was obviously, good at evading detection, and also at climbing fences, and thus, getting out of Singapore may be quite an easy task.
3. There is a terrorist network in Singapore that has grown so humongous it is able to hide this limping terrorist in one of its pockets.

Seriously, there’s got to be like dunno how many HDB flats in the whole of Singapore, and no one’s gonna check all houses. We all know that terrorists are the most unsuspecting people. Put this two puzzles together and you get well, something like a scene from Matrix, where Neo searches frantically for the person in a corridor with many doors.

Yeah. If you happen to see a person looking like him, listen to me, and do this following steps.

1. Tell the person beside you that you suspect he’s the terrorist.
2. Call the frigging police.
3. Ask him about his identity.
4. If need be, pin him down until the police arrives.

Once again, please be ever-vigilant. While the pen is mightier than the sword, I can only tell you that much. Please tell the terrorist with your fist that he sucks, when you happen to see him.

Everyone, I think you got to know, we have a terrorist at large in Singapore. FOR REAL. Read this.

PLEASE CATCH ME!

Jemaah Islamiyah (JI) detainee Mas Selamat Kastari escaped from a Singapore
detention centre on Wednesday.

A statement from the Ministry of Home Affairs (MHA) says Mas Selamat
escaped from the Whitley Road Detention Centre at 4:05pm.

Mas Selamat was the leader of the Singapore JI network.

MHA says he walks with a limp and is presently
at large. He is not known to be armed. Extensive police
resources have been deployed to track him down.

Anyone with information about him can contact the police at 999.

Mas Selamat was arrested by the Indonesian police on Bintan island in
January 2006 and then sent back to Singapore. He was wanted by Singapore
authorities in connection with planned attacks on Changi airport.

Suddenly, I feel so safe to be in Singapore. Singapore spends billions on security systems, yet people can smuggle guns out of army, and terrorist leaders can LIMP out of detention centres.

So much for Prison Break being fictional.

It is not the years in life, but the life in years that matters says:
hi
It is not the years in life, but the life in years that matters says:
not bad
It is not the years in life, but the life in years that matters says:
u top ur old cls
It is not the years in life, but the life in years that matters says:
;P
It is not the years in life, but the life in years that matters says:
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ڵeremy lee jie yang. ♥ 27+67 helena. says:
OMG REALLY?!
ڵeremy lee jie yang. ♥ 27+67 helena. says:
FUCK
ڵeremy lee jie yang. ♥ 27+67 helena. says:
CHEEBYE
ڵeremy lee jie yang. ♥ 27+67 helena. says:
OMGOMGOMG
ڵeremy lee jie yang. ♥ 27+67 helena. says:
YEAH BABE

Really, I think Mr Ong just brightened up my night by those simple words he typed over MSN. I didn’t do 7 questions you know, just random-filled them all with ‘A’s. And this came, after the fact that I’m already high after one night of dancing away with Roy and singing with my old classmates (paiseh ah, new classmates).

Oh. And I think my new class is okay-good, as in I need more time to assimilate myself into this class, and then fully enjoy myself. And I think that’ll take 1 month? 2 months. Be patient with me, 79.

Missing 67 and a bit reminiscent of 27.

I can’t help but feeling a bit nervous about tomorrow. You know, first day in new class. Hope I don’t get ostracised by even my old classmates. It’ll be quite disappointing to know that they rather talk to people they know for 2 months than people they know for 2 years.

And I really hope that I am not in the dao mood in the morning. It’ll be a really high contrast if I went into my new class with this really hostile look when all I have done in my old class is make noise.

I quote from Adrian’s blog.

“Jieyang, even thou is super niao and critical of everything and
everyone, is the entertainment of our class and everyone loves him.
HAHA.”

Yeah. I hope I don’t niao anyone I am not familiar with tomorrow.

Anyway, in case you haven’t know yet, 79 has Leroy, Wei Sheng, Randy and Weilin. Three 4A people. Although you may remark, “how bad can it get then?”, trust me, I believe in the theory that there exists guys who change behaviour totally in front of girls.

And finally, tag replies:
Jingyu: As usual. Always negligent when it comes to your health.
Xinmei: No problem with the picture, and yesh, the appeal was damn sad. Never mind, I’m moving on.
Chenchi: WHOOPS! Paiseh about that.
Weihan: DON’T WANT LAH! smtp class too meng le. And why are you praising my CT? LOL
Mogie: I censor stuff. hahahaha
Weekian: I will definitely go over one lah. Visit 67, 6E, 70, 78. Hehehe.
Lix: Got kkj what! in the photo have!
Chiki: You don’t need Ziran when you have me! hahaha but really, the tennis wing is a bit urgh whenever I go there. Hope that opinion changes.
BX: Hahaha bx, I will have fun. Hopefully. Oh and add me on msn at jieyangthenoob@hotmail.com
tzinwai: COS I AM CONFIDENT THAT I’LL LOOK GOOD! xD

It seems like I became a free designer most willingly, for the masses of people who are quivering under the onslaught of Econs ILP (I love procrastination).

So, in a bid to make their powerpoints look better, Jie Yang Designing Solutions was hired.

For Tzin Wai:
And for Yingmin and Felicia:

Yup. Hope they like it. Haha, I’m so in love with photoshopping stuff, cos the sense of being in control calms me down.

I hope my Econs ILP will pwn too. After all, it will be such a waste if my presentation failed when the report got 20 marks.

As fate would have it, no one on this earth is indispensable, no subject I cannot live without, and I have migrated to the land of Biology. I migrated from the canteen wing of hip and happiness to the tennis wing of doom and misery. (Actually the tennis wing is just a tad less noisy, that’s all.)

And obviously, my classmates cannot resist the urge of telling me that Physics is the subject, the one of ultimate coolness, and that I have made the wrong choice by swopping over to Biology.

And of course, to be a shame to this class, I must inflict shame on myself too, thus wearing the placard the girls made me in utmost sincerity. How touching, to be the class mascot, and the symbol for embarrassment.
Anyway, the prize shot of the day:
I enjoyed the last day with you, people.

And of course, some voulgar expressions before I end the post.

“67 will thrive without you.”- jieyang

I just want to say that today has been a complete failure day, one of those days where everything cannot go right.

Ok. Firstly, with renewed vigour, I printed out an appeal form, then got the dear class of s78 to sign.

I got 26 signatures (the blank is due to pink pen ink), and then I went with Weekian to find a teacher to validate my appeal. Of course, I got nothing short of a diplomatic rejection.

Really. I had that bit of false hope in me smashed to bits. Now I’m like this wandering ghost, seeking some adopting Biology class to accept me, a transfer from Physics. It’s really dumb. I mean, today was the second time I went to the school admin office to enquire about the class allocation release, and got a reply like “JAE and appeal was only yesterday. The timetabling committee is still settling the classes.” I don’t get it. Shouldn’t classes be finalised before timetabling committee starts to do their work?

And even so, I’m very sure everything is computer generated (thus the anxiety-causing randomness) and copying and pasting from the system into a MS Word Document wouldn’t be that hard right?

Plus, to add a new sad note to my life, the cheat to finding out the class in advance (I used it the last time), is down. The ISP refuses entry into the student directory.

I’m so frustrated, I can’t think straight.

I think, even if 10 hot babes walked past my class bench in bikinis, I’ll won’t even get a nosebleed. I’ll probably just give a mild smile.

I hope though, that tomorrow, my new found antidote to this atmosphere of doom and depression will disappear. Let’s unveil the curtains…

This, plus my newly shorn hair and the can of Red Bull I will be taking tomorrow will make my day.

Hopefully.

.tzin l ﾝ says:
man im not the admin stuff

.tzin l ﾝ says:
i dun get the rights to decide who go which class

.tzin l ﾝ says:
if not i would oredi be in a class of 25 girls one boy

ڵeremy lee jie yang. ♥ 27+67 i won’t smile to make you feel alright. says:
cannot. then the girls would be lesb.

Lovely. I just love the anxiety of waiting for my new class allocation. It’s so frigging exciting I want to smash my head against the wall. And yesh. I will appeal to enter a class of my selection if I find that my class is a bloody Chinatown.

To people out there, this is the official Empirical degree coming from our Demi-God Emperor Lee Jie Yang:

When Jie Yang stares at you, stop whatever you’re doing, and review your behaviour.
When Jie Yang stares at you for >10 seconds, and in a fierce glance, don’t continue doing whatever you were doing.
When Jie Yang stares at you for >30 seconds, do not talk back, back off, before he gets damn pissed.
If Jie Yang walks away, after continuous staring, do not approach him anymore. He is on “high heat” mode and is likely give you the best flogging possible.

Adhere to these rules, mortals, or suffer the consequences.

Really. You know my hair was kinda flat down today. And normally it’s a bit spiked up with wax. So people went “Jie Yang you look weird.” “Jie Yang. What’s up with your hair.” And it just went on and on and on, cos there are like THIS many people in school, and THis many people that know me.

Not that I’m popular. I’m more er notorious. Heh.

I just want to let you know that my hair, without wax, and at this length, cannot stand.

And yeah, on a more serious note, I get reallly dissed off when people cannot tell warning signs, albeit more obvious ones, and just keep rattling on and on. Really. It’s insensitive, and really, you can win the argument, the battle, but you know, I win the war without words. I walk away when I’m severly pissed off, and if I don’t return, stay away from me the whole day.

I am of course, talking about you, ________.

You know who you are.

Really, girls out there who know me, please do not think that just because you are a girl, I won’t dare to touch you. I can do stuff without physical contact you know. Ask Jiawei if you are not sure about a thing called “Cold war”. I win, but I’ll say sorry after one year.

So be my guest, people. I’m nice, but go into the nether regions, and say goodbye.

On a completely different note, I am really darn depressed about class allocation. Please send me to a existing class.

Even dark chocs can’t do nuts about my emotions.

I am so freaking pissed with the idiocy and lack of sense of all around me. Can’t anyone be rational, and know me at the same time?

1. Dad tells me that I cannot go for OG outing because Orientation is over. What the hell. Is that a lame reason or not. Ok never mind that.

2. Gabriel tells me very little people going for OG outing. That’s why he doesn’t bother to inform anyone.

Stupid or not?

By my Dad’s reasoning, I should not go for Sec 4 class outings cos I’m no longer in the same class as them, and I should not go out with my JC class after JC.

And Gabriel is being very intellectual, since if you don’t inform anyone, obviously no one would respond their attendance right?

Thank god I have two more appointments tomorrow. One is 6P invite me to go ECP for class gathering, the other is my own class people to go out.

It’s the little things like these stuff people tell me which irritate me through and through. It’s like it wasn’t thought through at all before even replying to me. And now I’m left to carry out the leftover of Gabriel’s job.

What’s your damn problem, people? Just tell me. And tell me now. While I’m pissed and I can still fire back at you fast.