+ Tan Yoong Aunn*
+ Holy Innocent's PrimaryHoly Innocent's High Nanyang JC
+ 22/2/1993
+ Livin'in this world for 20 years
+ Once and always an Odacian>
+ horosope: Pisces
ob-sessions*
+ Candy devourer
+ Pastry Pulverizer
+ he likes looking at stars in a clear night sky
Hobby*
+ he loves cycling
+ he loves to play computer games«
+ he likes to read
+ he likes comics
+ to run
calender*
+ Follow my work schedule faithfully
+ enjoy my weekends
WISH-LISTS
would like:
+ A friend or someone make me a painting
+ To paint my room, someday
+ To be able to travel the world
+ To be loved by that special person
+ To receive a gift from that special person
+ Could I have an enjoyable NS? So far so good :)
+ Maybe own a fruit orchard? heh...
+ hmm...
Mott the Hoople and the game of Life (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Andy Kaufman in the wrestling match (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Monopoly, Twenty-one, Checkers, and Chess (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Mister Fred Blassie in a breakfast mess (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Let's play Twister, let's play Risk (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) See you heaven if you make the list (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Now, Andy did you hear about this one Tell me, are you locked in the punch Andy are you goofing on Elvis? Hey, baby Are we losing touch If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon If you believe there's nothing up his sleeve, then nothing is cool
Moses went walking with the staff of wood (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Newton got beaned by the apple good (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Egypt was troubled by the horrible asp (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Mister Charles Darwin had the gall to ask (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Now Andy did you hear about this one Tell me, are you locked in the punch Hey, Andy are you goofing on Elvis? Hey, baby. Are you having fun If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon If you believe there's nothing up his sleeve, then nothing is cool
Here's a little agit for the never-believer (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Here's a little ghost for the offering (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Here's a truck stop instead of Saint Peter's (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Mister Andy Kaufman's gone wrestling Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Now Andy did you hear about this one Tell me, are you locked in the punch Hey Andy are you goofing on Elvis, hey baby, are we losing touch If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon If you believe there's nothing up his sleeve, then nothing is cool