First up

Happy New Year to everybody


Didn't send out the smses of new year greeting cause a)the lines are congested, b)I'll wish you when I see you and c)I'm lazy. Also, smsing greetings just ain't that sincere don't you think? Like a mass message sent out to everyone in your contact list. Especially when the message is reused from a xmas message you received 6 days ago, right daryl?

Ok so everyone is making new year resolutions. While I've never really made resolutions, or should I say, never kept them, I thought this would be a good time to write out some of my resolutions for the coming year of 2008(also this was requested or I would not have done it).

1) Get a good paying job after semester ends while waiting for NS
2) Save money from unnecessary expense
3) Pamper my Dear/Little Miss Fussy much more
4) Try not to link points number 2 and 3 together ;)
5) Do well in ICAs
6) Go for a holiday before NS, either with friends or family or maybe even with dear
7) Win more soccer matches
8) Say words which haven't been said
9) Show 2 fingers to Chan Teck Chwee

And thats about all. I wanted to add in burn NYP after graduation but figured resolutions were meant to be realistic goals for us to try and achieve. Right then, its quite late and I really need some sleep now. I had a most sumptuous home cooked baked pasta meal just now and the large portion which I had is making very sleepy. Hope you all had a great New Year, as well as a great New Year's Eve countdown, wherever you were counting down. I know I did. But it wasn't the New Year you see. It was something else which made these 2 days wonderful. And I wasn't counting down to the New Year. Not gonna tell you what.

Ok then, i'm off to bed then.......

Ps: Thanks once again to Aunty Joyce for sending me home on New Year's early morning!

Evening all. Its a quiet 9.22pm now, the house is silent, punctuated by the occasional meowing of a certain black and white cat. I am alone, typing this entry out, when there are projects to be done. Quality Management and Destination & Attractions Management projects. Not very interesting things to do, but things which need to be done nonetheless. I'm not in the healthiest state right now. A cough and sore throat is my main bane though I do feel a fever creeping up on me.

Oh christmas joy and its merry ways, ye who always had its methods to seduce my tastebuds and coerce me to succumb to the evil that is gluttony. 10 days of palate revelry and 4 months of the good ol workout is vanishes to oblivion. What of the dreaded test then? Is it not coming soon? The one they call NAPFA? How can this man, who has ravished and delighted his gastric juices be able to pass this test which many have failed?

Righto, anyway I'll have to once again wish a happy birthday to 2 people on my blog. Ahmad Pepe and Emo Daniel. First up Emo Daniel, whom I term as such cause firstly, he can be found emoing over a certain girl who bears a resemblance to Felicia from the Darkstalkers cartoon and secondly I know quite a few Daniels and I need such prefixes to identify which one is which. Anyway, Happy birthday to him and hope he grows a bit manlier and more confident. A good way to start is to wear his birthday present to school. Yep, wear your birthday present to school for lecture and it'll do you a world of good. Cause if you can do that, you'll realise that fear will not play such a big part anymore. Go ponder what I mean if at first glance you don't understand.

Secondly, Ahmad Pepe Farid. One of my best friends since Secondary School. Often teased bout his weight(though he has Safary to bear the bulk of these jokes now) and his numerous failed attempts at chasing girls. Again and again he plays host to us whenever we need a place to lepak, though that may be to his damned advantage actually, but still its a mighty rum thing to do nonetheless. We surprised him at his house at a unearthly time of 2 f*kin am yesterday which left me absolutely pooped today. Waited with Wan at his house for him for over 3 bloody hours, though I had a lively yet emo(?) conversation peppered with lots of crass and dirty humor with Wan. But I digress, after all this paragraph is supposed to be about the Pepe. Anyway, happy birthday to Ahmad, first of all, hope you grow slimmer.NS will help, I just hope you don't get asked to do too many push ups cause Adam's not there to help. You know what I mean. Secondly, have I seen you before? is one of the worst pick up lines ever. I know you know that but I just wanna reinforce it again just in case. Finally, hope your love life picks up, but you've gotta stop being so chummy with every girl you meet you know. They'll then just treat you like a friend or a brother and you'll will get nowhere.

Ok then, I'm off to bed now. Its 11:05 on my computer screen and seeing as how someone has not messaged yet, I'm assuming that curfew timing has been broken. A bit sad this, especially IF an innocent party has to pay for this breakage. Haha you'll get what I mean. Now, I'm feeling really really unwell so ta ta, hope you had a Merry Christmas and I do not know if I'll be blogging anytime from now till next year so in advance, just in case........Happy New Year to all!


How many special people change
How many lives are living strange
Where were you while I was getting high?

As I sit here waiting for Windows Live Messenger to finish reinstalling, I start cursing the people who created computer viruses for no other reason than to irritate and vex innocent users of the Internet. I'm not quite sure how the hell this virus came about, though I think it stemmed from a careless accepting of a file on msn from I forgot who. Ok main point though, is that computer viruses are real pain in the asses and the people who spend time from their sorry lives creating them ought to be kidnapped and forced to watch repeat episodes of "My Sassy Neighbour".

Now I'm not slagging off people who actually enjoy the show "My Sassy Neighbour"(MSN), just that to watch it over and over again is a bit too much don't you think? Let me see, hmm......why does this scenario sound so very familiar? Oh right, TV mobile is doing precisely that to us! You know, whenever you take a bus with TV mobile on it, there's a very high chance that there will be an episode of MSN showing, and chances are it the episode where there is a case of vandalism by 3 young girls, around the age of 8-11. Then they'll frame and bully boys in the neighbourhood, extort them for money, and eventually they'll get caught by a TV crew who was lying in wait for them all along and had quite obviously nothing better to do.

Of course Patricia Mok will play a part in devising the plan to catch the 3 girls who have barely reached puberty, enlisting the help of several other neighbours and a whole TV crew as part of her grand masterplan. Man, those adults are real enthusiastic about stopping these atrocities. Just look at the amount of effort needed just to catch them in the act and stop them from drawing some cartoons on the wall.

Okay, I know I'm being slightly harsh here but gosh, when you've had to endure countless times of watching the same rubbish over and over again such that you'll even know what they're going to say next, you'll be as sore as me over this matter. I think its worse for me since I'm used to good comedies, like Friends, Frasier, Everybody Loves Raymond, Arrested Development, Seinfeld, Whose Line is it anyway and even Family Guy. All of which, are either not shown on channel 5 or shown very late. What do we get nowadays instead? My Sassy Neighbour, Maggi and Me, the Noose, 80s rewind etc. What the hell happened to the quality of scriptwriters in Singapore? Where classics such as Under one roof and to a certain extent Phua Chu Kang had quality scripts and quality jokes. What we get on TV nowadays are total rubbish, where even watching repeats of Mr. Bean is funnier than our comedies. There's just no spice anymore, no tongue-in-cheek humor, no well thought out jokes or scenarios. What we get are comedies with actors and actresses being made to look weird and using "funny" names. That's their main selling point. Honestly. Just look at the comedies I have singled out as being horrible. *Cringe*

Anyway, on to other things now. Won a soccer match on Sunday 2-0, in a game which we were clearly supposed to be the underdogs. The opposition was made up of veterans, several of whom were ex-national players and that team plays regularly too. Yes, you might argue they're old already, but my team is also generally a old team too. We only have 5-6 young players and out of those 5-6, only 3 has relatively regular match experience. In short, we were expected to lose the game, but we came up on top. The world of football is so unpredictable and exciting. I rarely lose my calm demeanour but when playing or watching football, I become a entirely different and crazy person. You won't EVER see me in that state, unless you watch soccer with me, or go to the Arsenal Club, where I'll literally jump up and down and boogey all around whenever Arsenal scores(something which happens regularly).

Its been a pretty long post already, its a cold Thursday, I woke up prematurely early for project meeting and I'm quite sleepy. So what does this add up to? We're near the end of this blog post. Of course, we all know I'll add something on even though I have said I'm done with the post. That's my style.

You know how certain factors can affect certain things and feelings? Was in Starbucks with Wan and Ahmad yesterday, when Wan decided that the counter girl was pretty cute, chubby but cute and I forced him to go up to her and get her number. He did and was successful though you have no idea how much effort I had to spend in persuading him to go through with it, while that blob of greentea-raspberry drinker Ahmad sat around and did nothing much to help in convincing. But that's not exactly the main point. What is important was the conversation preceding that. How we got to that topic I ain't sure, but it was a good insightful conversation. That topic made me realise that there were things that had to be clarified, things I needed to answer, not to them but to myself. I couldn't bring myself to directly say what it was to them so using my, a-hem, superb grasp of the English Language, I managed to manoeuvre and handle the topic delicately without anyone suspecting anything(I think). Of course now when that greentea-raspberry drinking blob reads this, he'll understand. Anyway, its funny how things work. Certain factors can affect certain things and feelings. If you don't really understand the whole of the last paragraph, then good, just keep it that way. Ignore it completely.

Righto, off for a nap now. And may Arsenal kick Sp*rs arse badly this Saturday. Very very badly. In that vein of thought, I'll embed the following video I first saw on Shawn's blog, which I found was pretty good. Especially if you're a diehard Arsenal fan or Tottenham Hater. Enjoy and have a good weekend people!




I fell through the ice
Without a warning or a reason
It's a treason
With no answer

Finally decided to blog a proper entry after a long while. Didn't really have the time nor the energy to churn out anything the past few days.

Anyways, its the 2 week term break now but with the tons of projects yet to be completed it doesn't really feel like it. I know some of us have to go to school almost everyday during these 2 weeks just to do projects and their schedule is packed with projects. Myself, there ARE plans afoot for my projects, just that I'm kinda lucky 4 out of 5 members in my group are attached, resulting in a conflict of schedules, therefore most of us will be on our own doing our part.

But wouldn't it be nice to have a holiday with no projects nor work to worry about? Even though we make take time off to really relax, most of us still worry with work and projects. You know, sometimes its good to be lazy. Don't be so hardworking all the time. In fact, there's a song by Oasis titled "The Importance Of Being Idle", which I wholeheartedly agree with. Haha maybe its just that I spend almost half the time idling(with little miss fussy) while the other half is spent dreaming about idling(with little miss fussy). But many of you people out there don't know how to just sit back and really relax. Especially us young adults. You know whats the key word? YOUNG. We're young, we have no real burdens to bear, lets really kick back and enjoy ourselves while we still can, before we have to face the working world and all its office politics, pressing deadlines, boring paperwork and praba-like bosses who will hold countless meetings to discuss the importance of quality.

So in view of this, I have 3 lines of wisdom for all of you.

1) Never put off until tomorrow what you can put off 'til the day after tomorrow
2) When in doubt, do nothing, there is always tomorrow
3) Imagination is much more important than knowledge

Right then, on to something else. These past few days have been so damned tiring for me. Really lacking some good proper sleep due to family matters and my eyes have been puffy and lifeless these few days. In fact, I had to rush out my retail report on Wednesday night from 11pm to 4am in the morning, when the previous night I had no sleep at all. Those of you who know me will be thinking that its no problem for me since writing reports are considered my forte(and it is) but when my mind is functioning as well as Odie on morphine(or some might liken this state of mind to Darylism), then you know you've got another thing coming. So sad to say, I'm quite sure Brenda will be given a nasty shock when she reads my 4 page retail report and I'll have to brace myself for a potential earful when I return to school. Whether I'll give a shite about what she says will be another matter altogether though.

The month of december sees 4 friends of mine celebrating their birthdays. Seeing as how I didn't have the time/forgot to wish them properly, I'll wish them all a Happy Belated birthday here. They are:

Dec 6--> Jun Rui
Dec 7--> Sean Poondeh oooohhhhh GG IMBA don't-talk-to-me-please
Dec 11(?)--> Joe
Dec 14--> Gomes Ashley Joel

Didn't wish Jun Rui cause Mel told me she lost her phone so couldn't SMS and I didn't have the time anyway to wish her personally. Sean Poondeh oooohhhhh GG IMBA etc. I did wish, but quite late, at around 11pm. Sorry man, mind was on other matters. Joe I totally forgot when his birthday was till yesterday, damn pai seh. And Gomes Ashley Joel went overseas for a holiday in India, Bangalore to get connected with his roots and trace some ancestral family tree there. We all know that's untrue but its what I'll like to believe.

So happy belated birthday to you guys and gal!

Anyway its a long entry, and I'm sure this is quite enough reading material for my little miss fussy(LMF). Will be going to watch Alvin and the Chipmunks on Monday, then the dunno what name emporium on Tuesday. Don't think I'll be catching Warlords after all, newspaper reviews didn't really rave too much about it so I won't be wasting any money on it. Ok then, that's about it so I'll bid you all a good weekend. There's new family guy episodes for me to watch and I can't wait to immerse myself in the low brow humor of the show once again.


Cause I'm with you
And you're with me
There's lots and lots for us to see
And lots and lots for us to do
She's electric
Cause i'm electric too!

Just a short post. I'm so tired that I can't even believe I'm actually using precious time to type this out.

No rest for me till the end of Friday. Busy with family matters as well as ICAs.

Well, actually thats about all. An update of whats been going on. Not very interesting eh?

Oh just one more thing I need to say

Which is....

I'm enjoying every precious moment I spend with my little miss fussy......!

The end of November

Owning a PSP seems to be the latest trend. Ben finally bought his PSP last Friday, leaving me as the only one without a PSP/DS Lite. And I have made it a point to ensure it stays that way. 1 PSP costs on average $400 all in with the Memory Card etc. and thats just too much an amount for me to spend. Sure its a good way to pass the time when you're on the train or the bus or in Praba's lecture but still that money could be put to much much better use. Like buying your parents dinner. Or buying your girlfriend a gift. Or sending Quality Management lecturers for "How to add excitement to your life" self help courses.

Much has been made about me keeping my hair longer than usual. Most of it negative though. Actually I do concede that I should at least trim the back cause when I last cut it, it was cut for it to be spiky and not for it to be long so it just doesn't really suit. So should I cut it short again? Or trim it? Or just leave it? Hmm.....what do you think?

I'm not really that comfortable blogging out here in the living room. My parents are out here watching television, thus explaining my rather clean language for this post. My dad seems to be intent on talking to me about the liverpool vs bolton game occuring now, not realising that I have absolutely no interest in 2 boring teams play each other. But still my dad will rambe on and on about how good torres is and how lousy crouch is(like I didn't know that already). Kinda distracting me from this post. Why then, am I not using my laptop to blog so I can blog privately in my room? For the very simple reason my laptop's graphic card has gone haywire, where literally up is down and red is white. Hopefully repairing my laptop won't be too much of a hassle.

Took some test for fun which was on Facebook. You know, the test which tell you more about yourself. Yes, I do take these tests. Out of boredom more than anything actually. Anyway here are the results.

Your view on yourself:
You are down-to-earth and people like you because you are so straightforward. You are an efficient problem solver because you will listen to both sides of an argument before making a decision that usually appeals to both parties.

The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:
You are a true romantic. When you are in love, you will do anything and everything to keep your love true.

Your readiness to commit to a relationship:
You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person.

The seriousness of your love:
You are very serious about relationships and aren't interested in wasting time with people you don't really like. If you meet the right person, you will fall deeply and beautifully in love.

Your views on education:
Education is less important than the real world out there, away from the classroom. Deep inside you want to start working, earning money and living on your own.

The right job for you:
You have plenty of dream jobs but have little chance of doing any of them if you don't focus on something in particular. You need to choose something and go for it to be happy and achieve success.

How do you view success:
You are confident that you will be successful in your chosen career and nothing will stop you from trying.

What are you most afraid of:
You are afraid of things that you cannot control. Sometimes you show your anger to cover up how you feel.

Who is your true self:
You are full of energy and confidence. You are unpredictable, with moods changing as quickly as an ocean. You might occasionally be calm and still, but never for long.

Kinda accurate for me I feel. In fact very accurate for most parts. Anyway I'm off to bed now. Sleepy and tired and I realised nothing beats having a good solid 8 hours sleep. Sleeping 5 hours then napping for another 3 hours just ain't the same. Don't think will be blogging that regularly anymore till my laptop's repaired. And its time for me to get a new pair of spectacles too. Nothing extravagant, something simple. Definitely a pair which costs lesser than $300 though ;).

The beginning of something new

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Is it my imagination?
Or have I finally found something worth living for.....

Right, so I blocked my blog for a private post. Just 1 private post. Meant supposedly for myself. Myself and those who can guess my password.

Back to business then. Things have to be said, words have to be written. No, actually they don't have to. Regardless then, lets get on with it.

School has started. To see everyone back, lectures, tutorials are still a pain in the ass. Karmen Yeun seems to have forgotten that we're in Polytechnic Year 3 last semester. She seems to think and treats us like we're still pimply snot snivelling geeky teens in Secondary school. Well, we're not. Sure, some of us still remain pimply and geeky but we ain't no schoolkids no more. We're adults so treat us like so.

There's a soccer tournament on December 1st. I took part in it. My team consists of myself, Gomes, Paul, Shawn, Yun Qiu, Melvin, Rezal, Zainal and Daryl. Am I confident in winning the tournament? Not really, no. Why? Cause we're all talented individuals. Meeting a talented TEAM will fry our asses. Of course, if we meet Daryl's friend's team, you have the permission to blindfold me, tie my left leg to my right hand and feed me wasabi filled sushi during the game. Not that I'm looking down on them but well.........yes, actually I am. I've played with them before, they can't play but they don't even make the effort. I hate that. If you suck at something, the least you can do is make an effort and give it your best shot.

My laptop's wireless connection is giving me a headache. I'm using the desktop to type this entry out. I can't use my MSN messenger, nor can I join my friends to play games. Not that I've been playing much anyway. More to life than games and all that you know?
After all......
All the world's a stage, and the rest...........vaudeville.

You know, I've nothing much to write. Yeah, so thats bout it I guess....hopefully I've got something more interesting the next time.

I was looking for some action
But all I found were Cigarettes and Alcohol

So today's the last day of IPP. I'm sitting here in the office, blogging "illegally" for the last time. Not going to write much today. Gonna do the things I usually do in the office for 1 last time. Which basically means taking advantage of the smooth internet and non-lagging computer to surf the net and watch youtube and do the things I usually do to pass time. Watching the live performances of Oasis, Dio, Iron Maiden etc, fragging people/throwing Poon's tummy/fighting vampires on Facebook, reading up on interesting stuff in Wikipedia and playing Free Cell/Solitaire are just some of those things.

Add cursing at Bolton Cunterers for just scoring a last minute goal against my Sheffield Utd team in Football Manager, damn them, to the list.

But its gonna be over soon. To school next monday. Am I excited? Not really. I'd much rather have a nice holiday before school starts. But still, it beats having to wake up everyday to come to the office and sleep at the staircase landing.

My mind has been in a kind of hibernation, I haven't got the chance to really use it that much you know? That's why my blog entries are so bloody long. Cause its just like writing a composition and that requires some thinking(how to phrase sentences). Reading also helps. That's why I've been borrowing books from the Library, ranging from light-hearted novels to dark-themed & serious comics. Its been quite some time since I have been so immersed in the world of books and I'm enjoying it.

Anyway, thats all for this post. The end of IPP officially ends in 49 minutes time. I've still got to erase all traces of illegal activity from my computer JUST in case. After all one can never be too careful. Ciao for now


You gotta roll with it
You gotta take your time
You gotta say what you say
I think I've got a feeling I've lost inside.....

This has now got to be one of my favourite pictures of all time. It was taken at the match on Saturday between Arsenal and Man Utd. Look at that old lady in the background!!! Hahahaha pointing the middle finger at Giggs with ferocity and utter loathing. Look at her sour puss expression. Classic. How I wish I could be her godson or something. Then we could spend our time discussing about what utter cunts Man Utd and their bunch of cheating players are. Maybe at times we'll pull out pictures albums of Man Utd cunts and point our middle fingers/V signs at those pictures the whole day. Practice makes perfect after all. All of us can point the middle finger, but to do it like that old lady is a different thing altogether. The whole package must be there. The technique of pointing a middle finger (what incredible technique!) must be trained.


Alex Ferguson said after the game that the Arsenal fans were abusive and he was scared. Yeah, I don't doubt it. He must have seen the old lady before the game and trembled, maybe peed in his pants too. Judging from his post match comments, I think he suffered a bit of a mental breakdown too. And is it any wonder Giggs was anonymous the whole game? He's probably having sleepless nights now, tossing and turning, and having nightmares of an army of old ladies pointing middle fingers charging towards him.

On to other things now though. Having played soccer for a few years now, have never come across a soccer game, be it street of field, which I enjoyed playing more than the one I played at school recently. It is an ABSOLUTE joy to be playing with like-minded players, players who plays the short passing game like how Arsenal plays. It is my style to play quick and short passes and usually I don't get the same service from other players or we are not on the same wavelength. But that recent game was simply exceptional. There's a big difference when you truly enjoy the game. Well just had to get that adrenaline rush of that game out of my system.

Erm....so this has really been a bit of a soccer post so far. Nothing much else to update actually. Or rather just a bit too lazy to update since I've got Football Manager to play at my office. Well, Ipp's ending so yeah, see all you guys in school soon.

Thats all.

I cut my hair yesterday

Cut just the fringe

Did it myself

Bad Mistake

Regret

After today its just gonna be 1 more week of IPP.

1 more WEEK! 5 more DAYS!(but if you minus the holiday Ashley Gomes celebrates on Thursday then its 4 more days)

Then its back to school again. No more travelling all the way to Kallang everyday. No more checking, proofreading, counting words etc. to do. But of course, the downside of it is no more pay either. But hey, seeing as how stringent I am with my money and I have no girlfriend nor commitments to spend on, I think I'll survive quite comfortably.

Speaking of stringent with money, I just spent $34 to get myself something. YES, finally after nearly 6 months of needing a new one, I have bought myself........a new bag! I think many of you have seen the condition of my old black bag, and MANY of you have asked me to get a new one for the love of mankind and all that is good and pure. And so I did. But only after having the security of another pay check being banked in did I concede and spend. Nonetheless, for the benefit of those who has not seen the condition of my old bag, I'll post a pic up soon, as a memorial for the length(since Primary 3) the bag has served me.

Still on the subject of being stringent with money, I recall a scenario in the bus around 5 weeks ago when Ben, Chun Hong and myself were on the way to Toa Payoh.

Ben: Don't take the offer with the Mp3. The Mp3 not good.
Me: Huh? Why isn't it good? Is the quality lousy?
Ben: No, not that. The Mp3 only 512mb!!! Now everyone all got 1GB+ Ipod or Mp3, this one only 512mb, so lousy!
Me: But...........my current Mp3 only 256mb leh
Ben: -.-.......

Showing once again, that I am most unwilling to part with cash to spend on myself. I think I inherited this trait from my dad. But like him, we love both love to spend on food. And myself, I tend to exceed my budget when buying gift for my loved ones, be it my parents or a girl I like. That is why I actually spend a little more freely now. Cause, after giving money to my parents and grandparents, I don't have anyone else to spend on. Hahaha, sometimes being single rocks. I'm quite sure my wallet and bank account agrees.

Anyway soon it'll be the last semester. I don't know if I want it to end quick or if I want it to go slow. What do you want? I know I hate the school but don't hate the students(or some of them anyway). I have realised that its not the age that defines us, but what we do that makes us who we are. We can be 20, 21, 18 or 34, yet after we leave the comfort of being students attending lectures and just worrying about studies, we will have to become adults. Whether we like it or not. We have to worry about the economy, about current events and affairs, about where the next pay cheque is going to come from etc. Its not the same transition as it was from Primary School to Secondary School nor Secondary School to the Polytechnic/JC/ITE/repeat O levels and fail again. This is different. The question is: Are you ready for it? Am I ready for it?

Anyway, I'm sure most of you would have read about the case of 3 caucasian bastards who took a trishaw ride from a old uncle, lauged and mocked his struggles to cycle all 3 of their fat asses, and then at the end of it, refused to pay the fare, while still laughing at him. Arrogant bastards. You know what I suggest should be their punishment? Forcing each of them to individually cycle a trishaw up Bukit Timah Hill, with Sean Poon, Ahmad and Edmund Ho Teng Sung(ah) as passengers. To make it even better, get edmund to jump up and down the trishaw so as to cause tremors which will result in a landslide. While the 3 bloody caucasians die slowly of hunger and thirst underneath the soil, Poon, Ahmad and Edmund will have no problems surviving cause they have lots of reserves. By the time the rescue team comes, the caucasian bastards would have died while Poon, Ahmad and Edmund would become slimmer. That way, everybody wins.

That of course, is wishful thinking. We all know nobody wins. Nobody deserving anyway.

Right, so its almost gonna be 6pm and time to knock off. I've been playing around with Facebook and watching the old episodes of X men(the cartoon) on youtube to pass my time in the office. The latter especially brings back so many memories. Its not the X men evolution crap but the original cartoon. Super cool to see Gambit, Wolverine, Xavier, Magneto, Apocalypse, Cyclops etc. once again. The puns in the show are surprisingly quite good, and though the animation leaves a lot to be desired, its still entertaining. Very very entertaining. Much more entertaining than the shite Television programmes we get nowadays on Channel 5 etc.

There's a whole lot I would like talk about shite TV programmes(especially My Sassy Neighbour *shudder*) but its almost 6 now and I've gotta prepare to go home. So on that note, ta-ta and have yourself a very good and entertaining weekend. Oh and here's to a entertaining game between 2 top teams Arsenal and Man Utd on Saturday. And here's hoping for a convincing victory for the Arsenal. COME ON YOU GUNNERS!!!


you choose to cast no shadow toward me

A man went to see a psychiatrist.....

Says life is harsh and cruel
Says future is vague and uncertain
Feels all alone and depressed in this threatening world

Doctor's says

Treatment is simple
World's funniest clown Pacialigi is in town
Go see his show, that'll cheer you up


Man bursts into tears
Says but doctor, I AM Pacialigi.......

Its almost time.....

The past weekend was spent working at escape theme park as a mingler/scarer. Since halloween is coming soon, escape had halloween as its theme this past weekend and thanks to Ping Shen, Ben, Joe and myself got a temporary job there. Our job was simple. Very simple in fact. Dress like a zombie(face make-up, torn clothes etc.), then walk around scaring/amusing/taking pictures with the crowd. 2 times a night we'll have a parade where we walk from escape to the D'marquee. Most of the time though, we can sit around in the changing room, going out only 15minutes before the parade begins to mingle with the crowd. Its really easy money and its kinda fun.

I'm too tired today to really elaborate on it so i'll just write what I felt was the "highlight" of each of the 3 days. Actually its mostly about girls. Don't get me wrong, I'm not a flirt. I'm just a guy.

1st day was tiring cause we came straight from work, we were late, it was rushed and we kinda pressured. But anyways, 1st day was quite quiet. Not much crowd, but there was this group of cosplayers who turned up. Mostly girls, and I think they thought we were cosplaying too, cause they were quite impressed with our make up etc, so they started talking to us. There was this girl however, who wore a girl devil costume(?) who seemed to be very interested in talking to me. I mean she literally ran after me just say hello and introduce herself and tell me in the process she was dressed as a character who seduced men. Whether there was a hidden message behind that I'll rather not know, but if there was, then too bad for her. She was quite pretty(and dressed sexily too!) actually, but just that I'm going to close all other paths this time except for the path I want. Its a big gamble but I've always been a gambler who loves the thrill of uncertainty and risk.

Well, for the record, she seemed to follow me around after that, and managed to come and say hello to me 5 more times.

2nd day though more crowded than the first, was easier for us, as we had experience and this time we did not need to go to people and scare them, they would come to us. Well, the only thing for this 2nd day was this drop-dead stunningly gorgeous japanese girl whom took a picture with me ben and joe. Fukin' hell......thats all I can say. Fukin' hell........

3rd day was pretty much like the 2nd day, only that it rained before hand and things were pretty much more slack. Hmm, actually the highlight of this day was the Chinese Palmistry and Indian Fortune Telling booth which we visited. Since we're staff, we got to use the service for free. Well, I don't believe in such things at all but it was fun to hear it nonetheless. Anyway here are the results:

For the chinese palmistry, she said I had unique palm lines, a double lifeline, meaning that I wasn't supposed to be born but I survived(aren't you all glad) and this shows that I have a strong soul/character. She also said that there will people who try to backstab or make me their enemy but I'll survive their attacks cause I'm just too fucking mint. Oh and I must try to marry around 30, and that I'm super stingy with my money.

For the indian fortune telling, the indian guy had a small and cute parrot who would pick a card out once he said our name and he'll tell our fortune from the card. He basically said that I'll be successful and that I'll succeed all by myself without anyone's help. He also said that I'll have enemies(wow I'm a figure of hatred huh?) but I need not worry about them cause they'll eventually destroy themselves without me doing anything. So anyone want to be my enemy now? Oh and he said that a female will give me money soon. Yeah, I know that's true. 2 more days the female accountant in my company will pass me the cheque for pay day!

Now, I don't believe in all these but I feel that we can use them for motivational purposes. Why not believe the positive? That'll motivate you won't it? Hahaha and they're also like warning signs. For example, the palmistry woman told joe to be careful of traffic cause the lines show he is susceptible to road accidents. Yeah, good advice ain't it? Be careful on the road. For ben, she told him his health won't be so good in the future so he must work out more. Wow, isn't that just the perfect inspiration for him to start excercising now and get into shape? So yeah, these things might not be true, but if you choose to take the positive things they say and use it to your advantage then everyone's happier.

Well then I'll end here, I'm so tired my eyes are barely open(and I still have 4 hours of work). So if you'll excuse me, I'm off to go sleep at the 5th floor staircase of the building now.

A short post.

http://www.channelnewsasia.com/stories/singaporelocalnews/view/307150/1/.html

"......"Nominated MP Siew Kum Hong submitting a much-publicised petition to repeal Section 377A of the Penal Code that criminalises sex between men. Over the past days, activists have called for the abolishment of Section 377A, which they deem as discriminatory............."

I read the whole article in the link and the only thing I can think about is how so very very very very wrong the word "Penal" sounds, especially when used in this issue.


Yeah you get what I mean.......

Her fingers twitch uncertainly, her palms are sweaty as she casts a few expectant glances around her. She could sense it, it was coming, her greatest prize. But where would it come from? That she knew not but still she waits, calmly, maybe slightly impatiently,to claim it.

THERE! She has spotted it. An opening! Her spine tingles as she eyes her prize greedily. Ooohhh, it was almost hers, she could smell it. Slowly, she edges closer to her prize, circling around it protectively, not unlike a mother protecting her newborn. A sudden movement beside her startles her. She spots yet another like her, whose attention was fixed on the prize in front of both their ravenous eyes. Anxious that someone might snatch it away from her, she hisses a and glares menacingly at her naive rival. A warning, a message to that poor being to back off for it was hers. It works. Her glare, so intense and intimidating, sending shivers down the spine of her rival and he retreats with a slight yelp and a longing look at what could never be his.

Satisfied now, she bides her time, counting down to the time when she can claim her prize. After what seems like an eternity, the doors open, the magical words are spoken, the way is clear and she proudly and gladly claims the prize.

Her greatest prize, her treasure, her love............. A seat on the MRT!

.................

That was just an observation in the MRT yesterday morning coupled with my imagination. The train was going from Woodlands to Admiralty and this 40 year + typical high class auntie was literally skulking around for a seat. The way she moved her eyes, left and right, her quick movement once she saw a prospective seat. Kinda reminded me of a vulture. You know the picture of a vulture looking auntie with a handbag and umbrella wearing a white pearl necklace and with thick glasses. Can you imagine it? Like a cartoon she was.

Anyway away from that, I've finished filling in 8 weeks of my log book in around 8 hours yesterday. Of course thats not the actual amount of the time I spent writing it, cause I get easily distracted by the computer in front of me. Oh I forgot to mention I wrote the log book during work. So yeah, I had to juggle writing a log book, doing work and surfing the net, thus taking a longer time than expected with the log book. But its finally done! Thank goodness, it was quite a chore to make every little thing I had to do during the past few weeks seem like monumental earth changing live saving tasks. But then again, I am quite good at bullshitting. Yes, very good indeed. You'd probably know that by now if you're reading this.

Right, so 2 major sporting events just ended the last weekend. The Finals of the Rugby World Cup and the conclusion of the F1 race. For those of you expecting me, a soccer fan, to have stated the Merseyside derby between Liverpool and Everton as 1 of those major sporting events, I'm sorry, but I just don't consider 2 mid-table mediocre clubs playing soccer as major.

The results of the F1 were certainly surprising, but deserved nonetheless. The hot favourites Lewis Hamilton and to a certain extent Fernando Alonso, both from Mclaren, both with a deep dislike of each other, both beaten by Kimi Raikkonen of Ferrari. How did it happen? Mainly because Mclaren shot themselves in the foot. Fighting within the team between Alonso and Hamilton contributed to their loss. Despite all the reasons of gearbox failure etc. it was, I felt, eventually down to the lack of cohesion and teamwork which resulted in Mclaren getting nothing but nothing. They coulda wrapped it up way before this race. They could have made it easy for themselves. But jealousy got in the way, greed covered their eyes. And they were made to pay for it. How foolish eh? Money ain't the root of all evil. Greed is. Remember that.

Now on to Rugby. South Africa vs England. I got a feeling England does not know how to appreciate beauty at all. Their football is so boring and so is their rugby play. Kick kick kick their way to victory via the undoubtedly talented Wilkinson seems to be their only tatic. South Africa, known for their speed had no choice but to comply to England's ugly approach. The net result? A game with 0 tries. Ze the fukin ro. A final! Last world cup final was so much more entertaining. In fact I've seen club games with better play and more entertainment. I think its just in their veins, the English value results above entertainment. Result oriented people they are. Which makes me, a fan of both Rugby and Soccer, cringe whenever either England team plays. In fact I'd much rather watch plants photosynthesise than watch England matches, especially their soccer matches. But oh well, whatever floats their boats I suppose.

Alright I shall end here. I still have some work left to do and its getting closer to 6 so yeah, wish you all happy working or happy whatever you're doing.

Oh yea just a side note, apparently Albus Dumbledore is gay. Am I shocked? Yes, yes I am. But then again, thinking back and putting the pieces together, it does fit in with what she says.

After all, why in the world would ANY MALE pay more attention to Harry when there's Hermione(Emma Watson =D) around???

"True perfection has to be imperfect
I know that it sounds foolish but its true"

"Perfection". We all know, nobody and nothing is perfect. But I gotta say, some things come pretty damned close to being perfect. Allow me to elaborate more.

Hit the gym on Monday again. Now anybody who ever went to a gym will know that the ratio of male to female would be around, say 7:1? Do not be decieved those advertisements and TV shows where you see some pretty young thing using the treadmill and acting all dainty when the gorgeous hunk goes to flirt with her. The reality of it all, sad though it may be, is that the Gym is dominated by guys, and the girls who use the gym are usually those whom you can see really really need to use it. So it was a pleasant surprise to see this sexy woman in the gym. I couldn't really define if she was pretty or not, but her body looked to be fit and sexy, the kind of body you would see in a California Fitness advertisement.

But you know what I found near perfect about her? Her butt. Yes, her butt, in my opinion, was the perfect butt. You see, I was walking out of the gym when she suddenly appeared from nowhere and walked in front of me....... Now I'm not some pervert who goes around checking out girl's asses but this time I just couldn't help noticing her butt. It was just there, swaying in front of me, and in my mind I went "WOW". Cause she had the best ass I had ever seen. Perfectly trained gluteals. One can only imagine the amount of dieting and exercising she has to go through to maintain that body and butt. Congratulations and well done to her, she has succeeded in taking over as the number 1 butt in NT's hall of fame. The last winner was from 4 years ago when I was shopping at NTUC and saw this ang-moh girl with a sexy butt wearing short shorts with the word "perfect" written on the back of her shorts(which I couldn't help but agree with). But now, ladies and gentlemen, we have a new winner. And its about time too.

Now, I know this may have potrayed me as a pervert, or a ass-man(a guy with a fetish for asses). But all guys are like that, just that sometimes they don't have the guts to say it out so you don't know. And I'm not an ass-man. I'm a face man. What does that mean? It just means that the most important physical characteristic of a woman I take note of is the face. And don't anyone of you give me any of that pretentious bullshit about noticing a girl for her character. The character is eventually the most important yes, but we all look at the outer appearance first and it WILL play a part when choosing your other half. Just think of it this way, would you rather marry Mother Teresa(assuming she could have been married........and assuming of course, that she's still alive), or marry Shu Qi?

But I digress. So the most important physical characteristic of a girl for me is the face. Other important physical characterstic of a girl which guys are attracted to are the legs, the breasts, the arms, the hair, the armpit hair.....whatever. Me, its if their face is pretty or not. The girl's features, her eyes, her nose, her mouth etc. Strangely though, I find that the perfect face for me, follows closely the first 2 lines of this post. Some imperfection here and there makes the girl all the more attractive to me. I'm truly attracted to the girls, whom you might not feel is very pretty, but they have cute and homely features.

Which brings me to the next point. It was just another Monday, after lunch, while I was taking the bus back from Old Airport Road when 2 sisters and their grandmother got on the bus. At first, what got my attention was the grandmother asking one of the girls(the elder one) to take a seat in a rather loud and animated way. The younger girl, whom I estimate to be around 16 or 17 had already taken a seat just across me and in front of her grandmother. Now I was still interested in the loud way the grandmother was asking the elder girl to sit down but once the novelty wore off, I started to notice the younger sister.

She wasn't the kind of girl you'll stop and stare at cause she wasn't VERY pretty or anything. Yet, somehow she was attractive to me. Her eyes were big and round, I felt her mouth was slightly misshapened, her nose wasn't very sharp but yet, she had that homely quality about her and she was pretty cute overall. While her sister and grandmother was making quite a bit of a racket, she just kept quiet and dainty in her seat. Her look to me, was perfect. She had pretty much the EXACT type of look in a girl I was looking for. I don't know how else to explain it. There was this aura about her which made my heart beat faster, my knees go weak and my head whirl. In fact, I can still remember her face quite clearly even up to now. For those of you not convinced, I can tell you she has replaced JR as the perfect face in the NT hall of fame so congratulations to her. No mean feat I can tell you.

Well anyway its been a long post, and Cindy Soh just sent me an email saying she wants to visit us next Tuesday and she wants to see our log book. Seeing as how I'm still stuck at Week 1, I better get right on it now.

So if you'll excuse me, I have 6 Weeks of my work I need to pen down......

Its another Friday, another week has passed so yay yay hooray la la hola.

I went to the Gym yesterday. The kallang gym run by Singapore Sports Council. I have to say though apparently not very bright, the counter people are very friendly and nice. They are polite, courteous and most accommodating and flexible. The same can't be said for a staff working there. Its the first time after 3 visits that I saw him there, and at first I assumed he was just another gym user like myself. How wrong I was. Let me explain. The whole situation will also show the difference between good and bad service and how it can affect the customers.

Now, the counter people as I've mentioned before are friendly and flexible etc. so they let me in for free since I go to the gym with Poon, who is working at SSC. Which is why I just swaggered into the gym like usual yesterday without paying. Quite suddenly though, while I was walking towards the toilet, that man suddenly appeared out of nowhere. Shocking me in the process I might add. Cause at first I mistook that guy for a badly misshapened dumbbell. You would be shocked too if a badly misshapened dumbbell appeared from nowhere and stood beside you. On closer inspection however, I realised it was actually a human man, though I wasn't sure what he wanted.

Ugly dumbbell looking rude cunt: aIkAdMjAsCfUkNlTo
Me: 'scuse me what?
UDLRC: Aarree yeew orso a memmbeurr?
Me: Erm......
(what?)
Poon: No
UDLRC: Theen yeew go pay
Me: Oh ok
UDLRC: Eh, ______(counter lady's name), he is not member. Make sure he pay.

I was quite pissed off with his bloody rude tone, and he made it seem as if I was just a student who had no money to pay that damned $2:50. But ok, alright, I can live with that. I've gotten used to the fact that cunts are abundant in this wide world. So off I went to pay the $2:50 to the counter lady(whom I must remind again was very friendly). After paying, I went to change and warm up till I was ready to use the gym equipment. But just as I sat down on the seats of one of the machine, I was shocked again, by the appearance of, what I this time percieved to be a oversized wrinkled half-chewed onion. Experience served me well however, and I quickly recognized the half-chewed onion as the same man from just now.

Ugly onion looking rude wanker: Each one must have towel
Me: But I'm sharing the towel with my friend
UOLRW:No sharing of towel
Me:huh? why?
(this has got to be one of the stupdiest rules ever: no sharing of towels? why not? Whats the logic behind making such a rule?)
UOLRW: Gym rule, each one must have personal towels.
Me:Erm....but I don't have a towel
UOLRW: Then go buy from the counter
Me: How much?
UOLRW:aIsMdAjAkShSfHhOiLoEtio
Me:HUH?
UOLRW:one dollar(in a sing-song sacarstic tone)

Wow. The last part really took the cake. I was PISSED. Yes, REALLY REALLY PISSED. But no, thats not the worst part, after I bought the towel from the friendly, polite and smiling counter lady, I saw him talking and joking with other musclemen who did not have their own towel but were using the equipment. Apparently though he saw no need to tell them. So what does that mean?

Is he rude to us cause we're just students working out(for NAPFA) and not some steriod ridden muscle prick working out(cause they have no fucking life and nothing else better to do)? Or does he just have a fetish for musclemen? I do believe however, that the real reason is jealousy. I was just too good looking and just too fucking mint for his gayboyarseface to take. So in an attempt to make himself feel better, he made me pay $1 for a towel. Gosh, that must have made his day.

"YES! Me make hansem guy give $1 to cumpony. I so happy. Me bangs head on dumbbell to celebrate!"

But you know what? Despite feeling disgruntled, angry, pissed, hot under the collar, furious etc. I just could not help but smile at the counter lady on the way out. She was just that nice. You know the feeling when you get so worked up you can't even smile? I was feeling that way at the moment. However, that counter lady gave me such a very sincere warm smile that I just couldn't help but smile back at her. The poisonous thoughts coursing through my mind were suddenly replaced by red roses, blue violets, white lilies and custard puffs.

So you can see the difference between good service and bad service from here. It can make or break your day. If not for that counter lady, I would have left feeling extremely bitter and cranky.

What can we prove from here? That cunts are really abundunt in this world. Luckily though, there are also nice & friendly people out there to make us feel better. So if you ever come across a cunt who makes you unhappy, just find someone friendly to make you happy again.

Don't come to me though. I quite freely admit, I'm a arrogant arsehole.

Well, its been quite some time since I last blogged. Considering that ever since IPP started, I've been churning out on average, 1 blog post every 2-3 days. More out of boredom than anything. Well, if you thought that the "lack" of blog posts/updates were due to some interesting work I have to do in the office, then you couldn't be more wrong. So what then, keeps me from getting too bored?
This is the answer:


Free Cell! & Solitaire('s the only game in town)!

Right....kinda lame huh? Not quite, if you play Free Cell like I do. Cause then it'll be a challenge. If you notice the picture carefully, I arranged the cards in the top right hand corner according to their rank: diamond, club, hearts and spade. Which is not an easy task to do in Free Cell.

Why do I do it? I like it. I find it quite cool to see the cards in running order order. And because I'm weird like that.

Alright, I've downloaded my favourite movie of all time, V for Vendetta last week and I've been watching it during work. Oooooohhh, the movie still retains its charm. I hailed it as one of the best, if not THE best, movie I've ever caught, and my sentiments still remain. The storyline itself is excellent. The acting is great. The soundtrack/music is wonderful. But yeah, hearing me wax lyrical about this movie is no use. You gotta check it out yourself.

In fact watching this movie again had me drawing quite a few parallels to the situation in Myanmmar right now. A military government, strict and total domination. The people being cowered by guns and the soldiers wielding them. But the people should not be afraid of the government. The government should be afraid of the people. And while the whole world expresses outrage at what is going on, little action is being taken to solve it. But well, thats the real world. People only do things if they think they can get something out of it. No one does anything out of pure love, kindness, or even pity. And that's a fact. Live with it.

Something random now. You ever wonder how some people can sleep in the train very soundly, their head drooping and swaying left to right whenever the MRT stops/starts, but yet when they reach their station they manage to wake up? Well, you want to know the answer? Stand in front of a white wall, approximately 5cm away and just stare directly into it. Has the answer come to you yet? No? Well thats because there is no answer(and you would have looked pretty dumb if you tried that out). Its just pure dumb luck and a bit of human body instinct. Especially if its a regular pattern. Like for myself, I always manage to get a corner seat(which you might consider miraculous cos of the morning crowd but I have my methods). I'll then proceed to sleep quite soundly and for no reason I'll just wake up either at City hall or Dhoby Ghaut. Don't ask me how, I told you its just pure instinct/luck. There's no answer for it. Maybe one day we'll know but I doubt that day will ever come.

Told you the last part was random.......

We all love to fall in love. Its been described as the sweetest feeling one could ever feel(how they decided it was sweet and not some other taste is beyond me). But it can hurt too. Thats cause falling in love is the sweetest feeling but falling in love with someone who loves you too is the greatest feeling. Ever. I think. Hahaha, I've never really experienced that before. All this is via hearsay. Why do I bring this up? I really have no bloody idea. Honestly. My train of thought has been disrupted already damn.

Oh well, I think I'll end here for now......

Here's a thought for every man who tries to understand what's in your hands
And as he face the sun he cast no shadow.......

Nanyang Polytechnic. NYP.

The school is fucked up. Oh yes it is. I'm not sure about the engineering side and the ah-bengs and porn stars in there but the business side of the school sure sucks. Nope, not the students but the system, the management and the decision makers. I've always been kind of anti-authority, especially in Secondary School, but in Polytechnic I've maintained a lower profile cause at least, we do have more freedom here. But all along, there have been many flaws of this school. Let me list down what the "authority" have done so far to piss me off.

1)TEP. Sure, TEP is good for making friends and all that, its good to build up relationships but in terms of the grading and what we learn, its basically crap. I've ranted before about the grading especially, and the supervisor(s) in charge of it. Yes, we pay them so that they can hire Cunt teck chwee supervise us. How fuck is that?

2) The hockey pitch. I'm a regular user of the hockey pitch since that is where we usually play our soccer. But, most of the time, we have to fight for the right to use it, usually with people from the cricket side or the hockey side. Now, thats ok right, if you think about it. I mean, CCAs do take priority over us who use it for recreational use. BUT! They loan it out to people from OUTSIDE of NYP! Meaning those cricket shithead are from some other schools coming to use the hockey pitch cause they booked it. And when we try to book it, they say we can't. Students of NYP are given less priority then those from the outside? I'll like to remind you again that we PAY SCHOOL FEES to use these facilities, and not for some cricket or hockey or frisbee people to dominate it.

3)People who work for the director. My group of EMRS were "scolded" by the director's balls suckers for playing cards once. The way they talked to us was kind of like we were little kids. They kept on boasting that they worked for the director or what shit. Yeah, and we pay the fucking director and yourself too. Cunts.

4) I'm sure there are a lot more things I could go on about but I just thought lets cut it short and well, get to the point I'm trying to make. The point which this blog rant is based on. Because NYP management is unfair, stupid and nincompoopish. Here's what making me angry. The reasons for them denying Jun Rui's trip to Japan is so fucking lame it makes these people appear normal. Lack of experience and too young? Erm.......hi, isn't that the bloody point of IPP in the first place? To GAIN EXPERIENCE? Most of us here are stuck in the office doing mundane office work, hoping to get out and do something which we can actually learn. The sad reality of it all, is that us students at attachment usually do work which no one wants to do. Like data entry. Proof reading. Holding a box and just walking around following the supervisor(and yes, its a true story).

So for the company to actually send a student out overseas to lead the tour all by herself, thats a golden opportunity no one in their right mind would pass up. Then the school(I have to constantly remind you, we pay school fees) decides to veto the decision and everything is off. Just like that. Age as a factor is laughable. Here we have a profit making company who trusts in this student to do the job. Do you think they'll just let ANYBODY take on such a task if they do not believe they have the capability? It could cost them money if things went wrong. If the company then deems it fit for Jun Rui to do the job, I don't see why the fuck NYP should think otherwise. We pay them to restrict our learning experience. Think about that for awhile. Does it even sound right?

And I think, though this is not confirmed, that another student got the green light to go. If thats the case then I really have nothing else to say. Cause then its time to fucking take some action and fuck NYP back. I'm not sure how but I'll think of a way. Maybe I could record myself singing Umbrella ella ella eh eh eh while gyrating like madonna in a tight fit costume and send it to the director. That'll scare the fuck out of him. Whatever it is though, there's no denying the fact that this shit is fucked up............really reeaallly fucked up.

Sorry for all the strong language. Just that when I get fired up I tend to spew lots of vulgarities. I just find the whole situatioin rather ridiculous. This whole IPP/TEP from NYP is a sham, its a shell of an idea of a system. And for those who think its just because this happened to Jun Rui that I am getting worked up, you couldn't be more wrong and more dumb and you'll be met with a scream or a slap(inside joke). The whole thing reeks of stupidity and to know you're in a school like this, paying and thus facilitating such decisions indirectly, don't you feel your money is going down the drain? Argh, enough of this.


Company bbq yesterday. Was kinda nice, the food there wasn't too bad. Lots of seafood though, meaning I couldn't eat a lot of things. The eclair was quite heavenly. Too bad have to buy in bulk or I would certainly make it a point to buy it frequently.

Alright then its been a long post so I'll stop here for now.

What I know, is my bane
What you know, is your shame
What we know, we deny

Halfway there......5.5 weeks done, 5.5 more weeks to go.

Still a long way to go though. But for now, I'm just gonna sit back and give myself a pat on the back for making it past the halfway mark without having gone stark raving mad. Because I would start running around Orchard Road naked with just a picture of Fidel Castro covering up my privates while shouting "north south line" in Japanese over and over again if I were mad. And it would not be a pretty sight. At all.

So we all should be thankful that 5.5 weeks have passed already. The countdown to school (I can't believe I'm typing this out) begins.

Alright then, so we're done with self-congratulatory reason number 1. Now on to self-congratulatory reason number 2. Finally, after so fukin' long, with the weather and circumstances sometimes getting in the way, I actually managed to get my lazy but sexy butt over to the Kallang Gym yesterday. Went there with Poon who is IPP-ing at the Singapore Sports Council nearby. Complicated looking equipment, muscular men(and women) working out, and my growing tummy all served to make me feel slightly apprehensive at going into the gym at first. You know the feeling, where you just feel like you don't fit in here at all. I'm not expecting the whole room to break into song and dance to welcome me but well, as compared with the Grassroots gym which I usually use, it lacked the warm, private and comfortable kind of atmosphere.

So feeling a little uncertain, I stepped into the gym.

Following conversation ensues. Note the words in brackets are what I'm thinking at that time.

Me: Hi we want to use the gym.
Gym counter guy gives me a slightly bewildered look
Gym counter guy: How old are you? Are you 18 yet?.
Me: Yes I'm 18
Gym counter guy: under 18 or over 18?
(goddamnit isn't that question the same as your first?)
Me: Over 18
Gym counter guy: You sure?
(hmm, now that you mention it, I'm actually not quite sure. I could be 16 this year you know. Hold on a minute, I better check my IC, call my parents and visit KK hospital to get the birth records.)
Me: Yes I'm sure
Poon: -_-

Somewhere deep down in my soul, I think I died a little during the course of this 30 seconds conversation.

If you notice, all his questions apart from the 1st don't make much sense. Not even going to touch on the issue of how old(or young) I look. Well when he was finally convinced I was a 18 year old man and not some 15year old snot snivelling teen, he let us in. Thanks to Poon's SSC pass, he let us in for free. The gym itself was quite huge. As noted earlier, they do not pay much attention to the atmosphere so all one can see is metal, metal, and bulging human muscles. One guy was so muscular and big I believe he could have took my head and crushed it with one hand, and then eat my brains for grade A nutrition.

No such horrifying incidences occurred however, and we proceeded to start working out. After so long of not stretching those muscles, it got pretty straining on me after awhile. Overall though, it was a good workout. We've identified the equipment we need to use in order to get us to pass the dreaded NAPFA coming soon. So yeah, should be hitting the gym more often now.

Alright its a pretty long entry already so I'll just leave it as such. Was actually planning to write about the wonderfully delicious dinner at Old Airport Road(Hokkien Mee and durian puffs for the fukin' win) but we'll save that for another time shall we. Oh yes, dinner at Old Airport Road will be something I'll be looking out for now, so you can bet your ass I'll be going there again. Everything looks incredibly good and I'm just spoilt for choice. There, I'm rambling on.......and I'm starting to get hungry just writing about it.

Ok I'm outta here. Work has almost ended so ciao people!

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I don't usually have 2 blog posts out within hours of each other. However, I just have to post this link up. Why? Cause I find it kick ass. Watch it even if you're not a fan of rock songs or recognize the tune, just watch it cause its talent.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KuSihWz7LlQ

I would have embedded this video here but they don't allow it. Go check it out.
Its fukin' mint. Guitar Talent. At such a young age too. Playing "Stairway to heaven" by led zepplin, the link I posted you was the part with the guitar solo(there are parts 1 and 2 too, check them out but I personally like part 3 best). Sure there are several mistakes here and there but it damn well comes close to the original version. Not many people his age can play so well. He looks about 7-8 years old? Maybe even younger. Although then again, he might be a child-like looking botoxed midget who is actually 53 years old who lives with his cat loving aunty. Highly doubt that though.

Seen it yet?

Freakin' awesome eh......When I was his age and you gave me a guitar with 4 strings which are programmed to play a "Mary had a little lamb" no matter which strings were played, I'll still mess it up and probably break the strings in the process. Don't mock me. You would too. Seriously though, as long as he keeps on practicing songs like that and doesn't switch to poppy songs he'll make it big one day.

Man, if only I didn't listen to backstreet boys when I was young...........

I am the eggman
We are the eggmen
I am the Walrus!
goo goo g'joob

Blogging here from the office now. Kinda risky, cause I've just been relocated in the office! Yup, some new bigshot is coming into the company so Chun Hong and myself had to move to the general office, where we do get our own desk. Nothing however, beats having your very own room in the office. More privacy to, you know, do things like what I'm doing now.

But as I look around now, all I see is myself. Nobody within a 10 metres radius around me. And with no clear instructions on what to do now, I'm just sitting here and reading funny editorials on the internet and having to stifle my laughter at times when I read something funny. Reason why I can do all this is cause I was relocated to some little corner of the office where the coming and goings are at a minimum. Chun Hong however, is sitting right in front of our "supervisor". Though she ain't our boss but she's a full timer and she is still way above us so he can't do much shit now can he?

Yesterday I spent the 2nd half of the day at Singapore Discovery Centre, a much poorer version of the Science Centre. Note though, that only myself had to go while Chun Hong had to stay in the office. While that by itself is quite shite for Chun Hong, wait till he knows of the next part. I was released at 4pm, and my boss told me to take cab home and claim from the company........ cause that's company policy.

Somewhere up there, God must have decided to finally reward me for leaving the last cookie in the jar to that nice girl when I was in kindergarten.

Was fukin' happy on the way home, couldn't stop grinning. It's not everyday I get to go home so early, and in a cab at that. Yes, you might argue such trivial matters hardly warrants such joy. Its not as if my kitten suddenly started excreting gold from her way-too-prominent-to-be-true asshole, or as if Arsenal won the Quadruple, or if I heard what I wanted to hear from someone.

But I quote the lyrics from an Oasis Song Its good to be free, "The little things that make me so happy, all I want to do is live by the sea". Simple things like this can really cheer me up immensely. Really, I think the cab driver must have been slightly freaked out. Cause people have commented I don't smile. I only smirk. And me smirking all the way from Jurong to Woodlands could not have been a pleasant feeling for that nice old Malay taxi driver.

Probably thought I was about to rob him or something. Maybe direct him to some place where 6 gay gym men would rape him. Or tie him up and force him to listen to the song Umbrella from Rihana over and over again.

*Shudder*.

Maybe I shouldn't kid about things like this. It might just give you and me nightmares and cause some to go into severe depression just thinking about it. And we haven't even taken into account the gay gym men nor the robbery.......

Right then I'm off to lunch now.

Btw the 2nd previous post may not neccessarily be about me you know. Its meant to be generally speaking so don't take it too literally.

Enjoy your work people!

I'll take my car and I drive real far
To where they're not concerned about the way we are
In my mind my dreams are real
Are you concerned about the way I feel
Tonight I'm a rock 'n' roll star

Had a nice jog.....no specs, no contacts, its night so my vision is blurred. Almost met with an accident. Almost. Fukin car speeding to shit knows where, going against the red light and giving me a nasty shock in the process. Jog was calming though. When I have too much in my mind I tend to exercise/jog extensively to release all my frustration.

Hello, hello
Said its good to be back, its good to be back........

Sat was my Grandma's birthday. Nobody in our immediate family missed it. With Grandma's deteriorating health, we all must be prepared for any eventuality. Nope, I'm not cursing her and there's no need to touch wood. But fact of the matter is, cancer, coupled with old age and a few other sicknesses which comes with old age, leaves us having to face up to the reality that she may not have much time left in this world. It was mighty fine for Grandma, I'm sure, to see all who was important to her(which number around 30+) in one room celebrating her birthday. From her kids, to her grandkids to her great grandkids, all of us were there, and my dad said she appeared close to tears at one point.

Heh, interesting thing to note though, when I first came she didn't recognize me..........this despite the fact that I just visited her a week before. Either her memory is getting worse or I'm getting better fukin looking than I already am as the days go by. Personally, I think its pretty much a case of the latter.

Sunday was a hot day. Yup, a very very hot day.....in the afternoon that is. The morning was kinda rainy and wet. It was like the sun overslept for work, went "shit I'm gonna get fired by god for this" so decided to work doubly hard during the afternoon to make up for the lost time in the morning.

Not very good for me now, cause I had a soccer match that afternoon. My fitness level, is at a all time low. I don't work out, I don't jog, I don't play as much soccer as I used to and I eat heavily cause really, that's one of the few things that can get you outta the depressing mood of TEP. Compound that with a filling dinner the previous night along with sleeping late and I effectively had the fitness of a hibernating bear. Didn't have a good game individually, we lost the game 3-1, a kinda respectable scoreline seeing as how we had several decent chances to score. Oh, and I forgot to mention this is my dad's team, with lots of old men and a few young ones like myself to do the running. Played at the Singapore Sports School (home of NK during the weekdays) where the turf was some sort of astro turf or something. Not used to that turf though, good as it might sound. Oh well, we put up a reasonably decent account of ourselves and that's what matters.

Wait a minute......nope it doesn't. Only the final score counts. That's the only thing that matters, be it in soccer or anything else.........or is it?

I can't wait for this week to end. Not only will it signal another week of IPP gone but it'll also mean its PAYDAY!!!! Yes, finally, after 2 hellish months of overspending on things which now looking back on really had no point and having to scrimp, save and skip a meal per day in order to, well, get at least 1 decent meal. Part of my stress/depression/emo or whatever you people want to call it is due partially to this shit called finance. Is it not a worrying to see the cash in your wallet and bank account slowly dwindle, and having to borrow cash from my dad, something which I really hate to do. Not that it has got anything to with my dad, its just that I generally hate borrowing money. Hah, and to think I thought these days were over. Really though, I'll have to start asking poon to kick me in the guts everytime I spend on pointless things.

Alright, almost done with this post.

In general, it kinda sucks bad to be chasing someone who
a)has no interest in you AT ALL and views you as at best, a friend
or
b)has an interest in another guy who is evidently chasing her too.

One is bad enough(I can testify to that), but when its both, then it opens up a whole new level of shit. Shit bad enough to make you want to smoke pot under a bridge all day while begging for loose change from looser women so that you can buy more pot to smoke. The poor bloke loses confidence, gets snappy at little things and is generally a bulltwat to society.

Can't blame that bloke though. He might have thought "hey, I might actually have a chance here now innit? We kinda click well together, there's plenty to talk about to each other so there's no reason why it can't work now. D'you knowhat I mean? " Then when reality decided to pay the bloke a cheery visit while singing "hello, hello, I say its good to be back", those thoughts and dreams comes crashing down. That poor guy will generally start feeling like turd which even pigs won't go near and his face will turn a boogerish kind of yellow and he'll start to want to smoke pot and etc (see above). Not the best feeling in the world you might agree.

Ok I tried my best to not make the last few parts sound so serious.

If it still sounds very serious though, you can probably attribute it to my craving to smoke a hell lot of pot right now.

I know you know.......

G'night all \/



You look so tired
Rest well girl

Think I woke up on the wrong side of bed yesterday.

Since IPP started I have not felt so down as I did yesterday. Perhaps it was the after effects of a sad Monday (take care Ben).

Or maybe it is just IPP. I cannot stand sitting and just looking at a computer screen for an entire day. There’s just nothing to look forward to when I wake up. You know what I mean?
I don’t bother about any shit anymore. Overall everything just makes me feel damn down. I really haven’t felt like this for a very long time.

The internet and intranet server was down in the workplace for some reason or other. I just stared into space daydreaming with really nothing to do for a good whole 10minutes. Then out of pure randomness I decided to write lyrics to a tune from Hammerfall.

Here it is:

On this journey I lie awake
Hoping that along she’ll come
Few sacrifices which I won’t make
For her to be my only one

On this journey I lay in the night
Living in the silence so still
No words ever seem so right
To describe just what I feel

Chorus:
Yesterday could just be any day
I looked up into the velvet sky
Wondering bout the things to say
Don't know how but I do know why
What's so wrong she couldn't stay
She looked at me and walked away....

Kill the sunlight
The break of dawn
Some say we might
Some say its gone

Its time to stop
On this journey I am lost
I fell right from the top
Its what hurts the most

Bridge:
The crossroads are so very near
Now comes the time to part
Shes goes far but I stay here
Still hoping for the beat of her heart


Yes, you can call it very amateurish. Kind of did it in 10 minutes. It was just out from the top of my head, without much thought put into it. It was written based on what I felt like writing, and whatever I felt at that time I’d just add it in. How much you want to read into it, it is really up to you.

This was the highest point of my day………writing lyrics to a tune. Yep, it really is. Kinda sad if you think about it huh?

Alright that’s all. I’m blogging this during work cause a)there’s nothing better to do b)I’m bored and c) I don’t give a shit if they catch me watching Youtube or blogging anymore.

K I’m off for lunch. All you others have a nice day at work. Seriously. I wish you all to have a nice work day.

Hope things will get better for you at work
Hope things will get better for me at work
All we can do is just smile and bear with things....

So what can I say when I've just witnessed a classic North London derby between Arsenal and Sp*rs. Nothing much, except HAHAHAHAHA you sp*rs cunts can go stick your arses cause Arsenal just taught you a lesson in football.

Well then, got that out of my system, the adrenaline rush too much for me to contain too long. Such a waste the match wasn't showed live in the Arsenal club(screw starhub), cause I can imagine the electrifying atmosphere would have been kick ass. Especially when sp*rs is our arch of arch rivals, it just would have been much much much nicer to have celebrated with all the Gooners rather than just cheering and shouting like a maniac alone, with my dad looking sourly on since liverpool only managed a draw. I hope Edumund Ho Teng Sung doesn't jump up and down in frustration.....we don't need more tremors in Singapore.

Right then, I'm not going to talk much about IPP, cause you know, its the same old thing we are doing. Though we did get to go down to the Science Centre and walk around looking at all the exhibits. The rest of the time was spent in the office, doing some compilation while watching youtube and constantly looking over our backs to make sure nobody spots us. Well 3 weeks gone, 8 more to go. Log book is probably a nice warm habitat for some colorful spider spinning a web who's thinking this is the perfect spot to live and procreate.

Finally caught the Ratatouille movie on Friday. The movie was nice, don't think it warranted the 5 stars most people give it though. Maybe 4 stars? Hahaha, yea, but company was great, and it was a enjoyable friday overall =D. Very tiring though, to go out after IPP, slept immediately once my head touched my pillow.....never slept so soundly for some time now.

Chow Ee has gone to England already apparently. Gonna use some vulgarities here cause I think it kinda warrants it. Well, anyway that f*cking pint sized twat of a cunt told everybody he was going off to England in Oct. Then just this week I found out he was already in England. WTF? He doesn't know which month comes first? Worst of all he didn't even tell me nor anyone he was going off, just left like that to England for 4 years and I found it out through Kai Boon and Kai Yun! Wtf? F*cking bulltwat. Simon Matthews made a good point when he once said Chow Ee should be hung upside down from a fan and whipped. Yes. A very good idea indeed. Kudos to you Simon Matthews, we've misjudged your a** face, you knew what you were talking about all along. We were actually planning to have some kind of sending off dinner for him but now he just left without a word. Some kind of friend that veneral disease ridden arsewipe chow ee is huh........

One of these days I'm gonna cough up enough green spit, use it to stick you to a white plank and hang you upside down over shark infested waters while getting some old ladies with rolling pins to whack the shit outta you.

Anyway, its time to work out. My life during IPP in a nutshell goes something like this: Wake up, sit down, eat, sit down, eat, sleep and repeat. Not a very healthy lifestyle now issit? What with NAPFA coming up too. That is why I plan to work out at the kallang stadium with poon-deh and paul these coming weeks after work.

Time to sleep then.....

Oasis-Acquiesce

I don't know what it is
That makes me feel alive
I don't know how to wake
The things that sleep inside
I only wanna see the light
That shines behind your eyes

I hope that I can say
The things I wish I'd said
To sing my soul to sleep
And take me back to bed
You want to be alone
When we could be alive instead

Chorus:
Because we need each other
We believe in one another
And I know we're going to uncover
What's sleepin' in our soul
Because we need each other
We believe in one another
I know we're going to uncover
What's sleepin' in our soul
What's sleepin' in our soul

There are many things
That I would like to know
And there are many places
That I wish to go
But everything's depending
On the way the wind may blow

I don't know what it is
That makes me feel alive
I don't know how to wake
The things that sleep inside
I only wanna see the light
That shines behind your eyes

Chorus x2

A nice song, I don't like the video for this song so I'll just post the lyrics up. Try to listen to it if you can.

There are somethings I'm confused about. I'm not quite sure where things will go from here, or how it SHOULD go. I'm really not sure. What path should I take and what choices do I make. On the one hand I am admittedly, afraid of hitting another wall repeatedly like a fool. On the other, I really want to break down the wall.

What am I talking about? Only a few know I think......

Got my results back already.........

The less said the better

Just another lump of average results

Cs and Bs

.........................


BTW,

Wan Yi, I really fukin adore you la my friend. Really thanks a lot, questions I had and answers you gave. Words can't express how much I appreciate it.

Yup. Yup. Yup. Yup. Yup. See, I'm going slightly bonkers here. I'm a happy guy now. Its like a weight has been lifted off. Something which has always stayed in the back of my mind can finally be cleared. Wow. The feeling is great. Though ya, one might see it as "wtf?!?" if you should ever know(though you'll never know!) what the whole thing is about but you won't understand my feelings.

GREAT GREAT GREAT!!!!! =DDDDD

I feel so enlightened

GOOD NIGHT EVERYBODY!

This week was a tough week.

Yep, IPP work was really mundane and boring. Proof reading Malay and Japanese words by comparing them with the correct content can really suck the energy out of your life somehow. Sitting there like a stone, waiting for the clock to tick down, staring at the computer screen and at words words words. Words I don't even understand. Words which if tilted at a certain angle and with some imagination can look like Chewbacca's left butt cheek.

I'm so bloody bored aren't I........

I complain so much about working but instead of resting during the weekends, I worked part time at this event called "Shape Run 07", a 5km/10km running marathon only for women. Worked there with Poon, Paul, Lex, Jen, Pin Pin and OH Jek Yew. First day was 11am-9pm, basically just giving out the runner's number tag and Nike shirts to the people who have registered. Apparently there were over 6000 registrants so we were not short on work to do. It was simple work actually, kinda like customer service which I did at Causeway point the other time.

The ass wrenching part was when we ran out of XL and L sizes and eventually M sizes for the Nike Shirt. Nike decided to order via estimates from last year's run instead of getting the confirmation of sizes from the participants. As a result, they ordered a lot of S size shirts as well as M. Unfortunately, most of the participants belong to the XXL category(and some even XXXL category). So yup, a lot of people were kicking up a fuss about not getting their size etc. It was interesting in a way, you get to see many different customer reactions. We all had different ways of handling the problem. Paul used his Sorry sorry sorry tatic, Lex used tatics to shock the customers("you thought ah!?") while Jen just crouched down behind the counter whenever a bigger sized customer customer was next in line, so that they would go to the next counter person.

2nd day was just plain busy and tiring, giving out of the goodie bags. The queue just never ceased and by the time it finally did end, all our arms were aching and we were just as sweaty as the marathon runners. Worst part was we had to report at Marina Square at 7am but all of us went back home late the previous night, each for their own reasons. Me, I went to meet Hazwan at his workplace(Tiet Jamming Studio) at Outram to get my guitar which he very kindly helped me restring(a string broke) and partially tune. With the Jamming Studio more or less to ourselves we fiddled around with the equipments, basically the drums and the electric guitar. Eventually got home at around 2+. Anyway cause of the lack of sleep and the work, I was completely knocked out once my head touched my pillow today. Its been a long time since I slept that well.......

But hey, the pay's good. $80 bucks per day, working with friends and with exotic Jillian for eye candy to distract me from the mainly male population at the counter so its all good........ hahaha.....

I really needed the money though. My finances have been in the red since August so this can really tide me over till at least the end of the month when I get my pay. Though sometimes I spend it too freely huh.....but somethings are just worth spending on........I hope.....

Alrite then, thats all for now, IPP again tomorrow, I hope to be able to watch Ratatouille this week. Wonder if its possible? Haha, will have to check again, but definitely looking forward to that =D



You'll never change what's been and gone
May your smile shine on
Your destiny may keep you warm
Cause all of the stars are fading away
Just try not to worry
You'll see them some day....