X 50 Cents - In The Club
after 3 years, i finally took my NAPFA test for the very first time. my supposedly 'first NAPFA test' in ITE should be completed last year. but guess what. my class just completed half; a 2.4km run. it was a weird feel, but when you actually think of it, its kinda funny.
i completed all 5 stations; the pull up, the sit-ups, shuttle run, sit and reach and the standing broad jump and ive only got a mere pass for ONE station: the sit and reach. you dont have how much i pushed myself in each station. haha except for the sit-ups. my tummy muscles were in excruciating pain. anyway, i saw geraldine and i was laughing at her, " aye geraldine! i saw you on tv yesterday! haha" she followed laughing and told me not to talk about it. if i were her i wouldnt want to talk about it either. ' in this channel8 7pm series called Shine On You, she acted as Leo's girlfriend. and i must say, that Leo guy is fucking ugly ak.a FUGLY.
it was so revolting, at that point of time, i remembered having problem swollowing my rice.
okay, digression. back to what im saying, apparently we [geraldine & i] chatted a little here and there and i was feeling kinda happy. its like returning back to old days when we hang out alot during NAPFA test days.
the 2.4km run was hilarious. i came in 3rd, counting from the back! i was feeling really restless and tired and short of breath. however i had a ball of a time. and i believe everyone did.
in a nutshell, NAPFA is one of the most fun event ever occured in my days in ITE.
hello mr. ramasamy!
1/30/07
1/29/07
Hey Dad
[[edit: my dad is alright for the time being, but anything is possible to happen. its just a matter of time. i wanna apologise to the people who find this entry offensive because im really heated up and moreover, you know i tend to rant and will not stop unless ive cooled down. haha and no worries friends! im strong as ever its just that sometimes, i so wanna kill my dad for being the stubborn guy he is and not trying to listen me once. even when it comes to concern about his health. my sis and i know that he loves us. but still, he sometimes have to put aside his ego and pride and take care of himself and not always worrying about small things and us. i just want him to know that he is not alone and we care. thats all. (: but still, thank you friends for the many many concerns. love you ]]
no songs for today. because i
fuck you, dad. dont tell me things like this now. my head started running wild. all the 'what-if(s)' popped from nowhere and im really worried that something will really happen to him. i have already lost a mom, how can i bear to lose another? do you even understand? what am i going to do if you are gone? what will happen to christel? i cannot afford to lose another. im emotionally and mentally strained. please dont leave me alone here.
im infuriated and feeling very crossed. i wanted to dial the ambulance, or just drag him out of the house to the hospital, but im very scared that he would slap or hit me or shout into my ears. as i cried, i shouted at him," mommy made a mistake, i dont want you to make the same mistake as what she did."
he turned to me and asked me to shut up. more tears started to roll down my cheeks.
do you really understand?
do you even care?
i love you , dad.
but will you even realise?
i tried and i really did
i just want you to listen to me talk
for once, thats all i ask for
and yet you turned away
giving me the colds and punched into my lines
i really care, i really do
and you know i cant afford to lose another
daddy, i love you
i stayed up late till 6, just to check on my dad to make sure nothing happens and he is still breathing and with a heart beating. im worried; my head to toes start weakening. i cried till my eyes swell, and i hope my tears are worth tearing. mommy i miss you i really do, i wish you will look upon daddy and make him healthy and very much alive. we need a dad now. its not time yet, not yet.
when my spirit gets too weak
no songs for today. because i
- have no mood to sing or listen to anything happy.
- am crying like fuck.
- extremely worried for daddy
- still, very worried for daddy
before i start off with this entry, i would like to wish my daddy a happy 58th birthday. (happy 58th, old man! have a beer!) i love you.
i cooked dinner. it was scrumptuous, however things werent working well for dad. after dinner, he headed to the sofa and rest for a moment until i brought him to the room to rest instead. moments later, he came out of the room, telling me that his chest isnt doing well. his heart is pumping really fast. i felt his pulse and omfg he turned red and has a heart beating as fast as techno music played in clubs.
apparently, he clutched his heart tight and i knew that something is different. he clutched his heart. not good.
feeling worried, i ran to my room and got changed, telling my dad to get change and we'll head to a hospital to get him a check-up. as stubborn as always, my dad rejected the offer and claimed that he is fine. NOT OKAY, alright mr. yeong. he told me it was the alcohol. i felt rediculed, because the last time he drank was 3 hours earlier and its impoosible for the alcohol to toll now, when its supposedly to happen 3 hours earlier.
and he started telling me ridiculous things like :
"if something happens to me, please look after christel."
im infuriated and feeling very crossed. i wanted to dial the ambulance, or just drag him out of the house to the hospital, but im very scared that he would slap or hit me or shout into my ears. as i cried, i shouted at him," mommy made a mistake, i dont want you to make the same mistake as what she did."
he turned to me and asked me to shut up. more tears started to roll down my cheeks.
do you really understand?
do you even care?
i love you , dad.
but will you even realise?
i tried and i really did
i just want you to listen to me talk
for once, thats all i ask for
and yet you turned away
giving me the colds and punched into my lines
i really care, i really do
and you know i cant afford to lose another
daddy, i love you
i stayed up late till 6, just to check on my dad to make sure nothing happens and he is still breathing and with a heart beating. im worried; my head to toes start weakening. i cried till my eyes swell, and i hope my tears are worth tearing. mommy i miss you i really do, i wish you will look upon daddy and make him healthy and very much alive. we need a dad now. its not time yet, not yet.
when my spirit gets too weak
1/27/07
tryreadingthis
X The White Stripes - Seven Nation Army
thewhitestripessevennationarmy
andwiththatafewrepliestomyfriends;
huiming;imgladyouenjoyedtheshowloveandhavefunworkinginlauraashley
yushaa;thanksforthesupporthotnessiwillmakesureidoitandiwilllove
phoebs;dontyouthinkweallshouldlearnsomethingfromhimiwishedi
werehimthoughhahaha
joseph;itsagreatbookifyouarewonderingwhatitsallabouticantellyouthat
itsallaboutlife
liya;sincewhenareyoucalledliyaistillthinkgingersoundshotterhaha
alicia;youknowiloveyou
jmo;hellyeahitsdarnboringialmostsleepwalkintheschoolhaha
ifyougetwhatimean
sorrymyfriendsihavenochoicebuttospeaklikethatsothatmyentry
todayreallydidservethepurposeandireallyhopeyouunderstand
asinglecrapihadjusttypedloveandmorelovecheryl
thingsinlife
arelikep.u,n!c-t;u'a"t?i`o~nmarksinsentencesthatformalifestory
tellmeifthatmakessense
thewhitestripessevennationarmy
huiming;imgladyouenjoyedtheshowloveandhavefunworkinginlauraashley
yushaa;thanksforthesupporthotnessiwillmakesureidoitandiwilllove
phoebs;dontyouthinkweallshouldlearnsomethingfromhimiwishedi
werehimthoughhahaha
joseph;itsagreatbookifyouarewonderingwhatitsallabouticantellyouthat
itsallaboutlife
liya;sincewhenareyoucalledliyaistillthinkgingersoundshotterhaha
alicia;youknowiloveyou
jmo;hellyeahitsdarnboringialmostsleepwalkintheschoolhaha
ifyougetwhatimean
sorrymyfriendsihavenochoicebuttospeaklikethatsothatmyentry
todayreallydidservethepurposeandireallyhopeyouunderstand
asinglecrapihadjusttypedloveandmorelovecheryl
1/24/07
Jackass!
X Eamon - Fuck It
you wouldnt have any idea what movie ive just caught on my computer. wanna make a wild guess?
i'll give you a hint by telling you some people who starred in this movie :
say YAY to Jackass 2! anyway, with all the horse shit eating and medicine ball fighting in the dark, what are you waiting for? people who love sick wicked pranks, stunts or jokes. do Jackass 2. its the bomb! its love.
you wouldnt have any idea what movie ive just caught on my computer. wanna make a wild guess?
i'll give you a hint by telling you some people who starred in this movie :
- johnny knoxville
- bam margera
- steve-o
- wee man
- ehren mcghehey
- ryan dunn
- many more blah blah blah...
say YAY to Jackass 2! anyway, with all the horse shit eating and medicine ball fighting in the dark, what are you waiting for? people who love sick wicked pranks, stunts or jokes. do Jackass 2. its the bomb! its love.
not suitable for the young and weak-stomach. too bad!
1/23/07
In Doubt
X Ricky Martin - Cup Of Life
sometimes i really doubt the number of readers to my blog. HMM.
sometimes i really doubt the number of readers to my blog. HMM.
1/22/07
Lucky
X Mr. Vegas - Culo
if i were on the bus earlier, i would have witnessed or even unluckier, met the enitre road accident that happened along the way to school.
it was aproximately 9am, i was on my way to school in bus 105 when suddenly i felt a little strange with the traffic flow somewhere along the australian school. it was slow and jerky. thinking it could be the fact that the peak hour that is causing all the whole draggy situation, i continued pumping music out from my ipod and read my book.
then hearing loud sirens obviously coming from a fire engine, i turned my head slightly backwards, not expecting to see the fire engine actually stopping in the middle of nowhere. okay, not a very good sign indeed my bus started moving a little, letting me actually witnessed the whole bloody scene. okay not really bloody, but total exaggeration.
a bus, a van and probably a few motorbikes were involved. from what i observed, i thought it could be a collision due to the fact that the van totally crashed into the bus suffering more physical damage as to compare with the latter, which only had a semi-cracked glass window located the driver's seat. both are travelling at different directions and either the van or the bus was speeding; resulting a damage impact brought to the van.
the passengers and driver in the bus were no where to be found at the scene. either they are undergoing trauma and were all sent to the hospital for treatment or nothing really happened; they just alighted and took the next bus.
but as for the van driver, that man in his 40s was stucked; with his van severely damaged, part of the van could have collapsed onto his legs, disabling his mobility. also the shock which caused him to lose concsiousness. everyone was scurrying on the road, the livesavers jumping off the fire engine running towards the medically equipped casualty.
curiously, i adjusted my focus from the scene to the ground and my eyes started inspecting to find any missing arms or legs. i saw little streams of dark liquid, not exactly sure whether its blood or just leaking petrol. freaky.
feeling morose, i fixed my eyes back to my book and deeply indulged myself into music sung by Cassie. it was not really a pleasant sight to start my day off.
whatever it was, i will pray for that injured man.
if i were on the bus earlier, i would have witnessed or even unluckier, met the enitre road accident that happened along the way to school.
it was aproximately 9am, i was on my way to school in bus 105 when suddenly i felt a little strange with the traffic flow somewhere along the australian school. it was slow and jerky. thinking it could be the fact that the peak hour that is causing all the whole draggy situation, i continued pumping music out from my ipod and read my book.
then hearing loud sirens obviously coming from a fire engine, i turned my head slightly backwards, not expecting to see the fire engine actually stopping in the middle of nowhere. okay, not a very good sign indeed my bus started moving a little, letting me actually witnessed the whole bloody scene. okay not really bloody, but total exaggeration.
a bus, a van and probably a few motorbikes were involved. from what i observed, i thought it could be a collision due to the fact that the van totally crashed into the bus suffering more physical damage as to compare with the latter, which only had a semi-cracked glass window located the driver's seat. both are travelling at different directions and either the van or the bus was speeding; resulting a damage impact brought to the van.
the passengers and driver in the bus were no where to be found at the scene. either they are undergoing trauma and were all sent to the hospital for treatment or nothing really happened; they just alighted and took the next bus.
but as for the van driver, that man in his 40s was stucked; with his van severely damaged, part of the van could have collapsed onto his legs, disabling his mobility. also the shock which caused him to lose concsiousness. everyone was scurrying on the road, the livesavers jumping off the fire engine running towards the medically equipped casualty.
curiously, i adjusted my focus from the scene to the ground and my eyes started inspecting to find any missing arms or legs. i saw little streams of dark liquid, not exactly sure whether its blood or just leaking petrol. freaky.
feeling morose, i fixed my eyes back to my book and deeply indulged myself into music sung by Cassie. it was not really a pleasant sight to start my day off.
whatever it was, i will pray for that injured man.
1/21/07
One Red Paperclip
X Ciara - 1,2 Step
if you are blind and still reading this, congratulations you have just found yourself a cure for your blindness -- MY BLOG!! if you are still blind, no worries, bookmark my blog, continue tuning into my craziest blog entries and soon you'll realise your visions improving from blurry to crystal clear! woohoo! either you'll cry laughing or laugh crying; apparently either way do good. so why bother?!
haha, right. well, i can only be <-------THIS BORED------> to come up with such lame shit within the minute. as you can see, im actually really really really really really really <--------THAT BORED--------->.
speaking of the B-word, Boredom with the capital B , i came across this video that i had been looking for high and low. and alas! i finally found it. this guy, is as crazy as me! we should be BFF, seriously! judging from his crazy antics, i wonder what else can people from all over the world think of?
watch this fella, Kyle MacDonald and his journey -- by trading his red paperclip for a house!
a paperclip ----> house
if you are blind and still reading this, congratulations you have just found yourself a cure for your blindness -- MY BLOG!! if you are still blind, no worries, bookmark my blog, continue tuning into my craziest blog entries and soon you'll realise your visions improving from blurry to crystal clear! woohoo! either you'll cry laughing or laugh crying; apparently either way do good. so why bother?!
haha, right. well, i can only be <-------THIS BORED------> to come up with such lame shit within the minute. as you can see, im actually really really really really really really <--------THAT BORED--------->.
speaking of the B-word, Boredom with the capital B , i came across this video that i had been looking for high and low. and alas! i finally found it. this guy, is as crazy as me! we should be BFF, seriously! judging from his crazy antics, i wonder what else can people from all over the world think of?
watch this fella, Kyle MacDonald and his journey -- by trading his red paperclip for a house!
a paperclip ----> house
visit his website at : http://www.oneredpaperclip.com
seriously, like how cool and boliao is that? i figured that anything can happen. even the smallest slightest thing in the world can make up to a whole new difference. usually the bigger, the better. ;)
**sometimes, size DOES matter! like, when it comes to sex. a handful of guys would like to have their women to be well endowed with the ooh fucking hot body, the usual CFM look and most importantly, she must be a woman; 100% woman. and i guess some ladies would like their guys to be as well too, vice versa. apparently if you are asking me if my guy's ever size matter, really, i dont care. because what matters most is whether how well, my guy execute it and even better, how much he loves and cares for me. am i politically correct here? if you are seeking for the quality, good luck! if you are seeking for the quantity, good luck to you too. :D~
**guys/ladies please do not be offended with this. its just an opinion on sizes.
no virginity, body parts or souls please.
1/19/07
A Childish Post
X Silverstein - My Heroine
at point of time, i really admire people who have supportive parents. i wished my dad can be one of them.
many times ive needed him to give me that support and encouragement i need,be it emotional or mentally, it seems like to me that will never happen. this 'you-are-hopeless' statement started after the death of my mom..still going on after 7 years. am i really that hopeless? am i really wasted? how can life be so unfair for me?
for once in my life i finally found what i really want to do in future and there he steps into the picture and spilled acid all over my beautiful piece of art; i am trying so hard, so hard.
onitsuka tiger came out with a 'DESIGN YOUR TIGER!' sneaker customization contest and the prizes are worth a catch. all i have to do is :
like, how cool is that? i asked my dad to give me 150$ for the 'investment' and i suggested to him that it is worth a try; we'll be able to get back the money anyway, and the risks are not high, so why not?
i have 2 pros to this.
i'll do it anyway, i mean this competition. it mean the world to me and i really hope i have the talents and grit to win this.
to live in a world where hands are there anytime to reach out for me.
at point of time, i really admire people who have supportive parents. i wished my dad can be one of them.
many times ive needed him to give me that support and encouragement i need,be it emotional or mentally, it seems like to me that will never happen. this 'you-are-hopeless' statement started after the death of my mom..still going on after 7 years. am i really that hopeless? am i really wasted? how can life be so unfair for me?
for once in my life i finally found what i really want to do in future and there he steps into the picture and spilled acid all over my beautiful piece of art; i am trying so hard, so hard.
onitsuka tiger came out with a 'DESIGN YOUR TIGER!' sneaker customization contest and the prizes are worth a catch. all i have to do is :
- purchase a pair of Pure White Mexico 66™ at S$149 and
- whats cool - FULL REFUND after submission of entries.
- sit, shake legs and wait for the results. if buang, too bad. if you win, good for you.
like, how cool is that? i asked my dad to give me 150$ for the 'investment' and i suggested to him that it is worth a try; we'll be able to get back the money anyway, and the risks are not high, so why not?
i have 2 pros to this.
- i am able to build a better portfolio for my designs when its time to get into a poly
- if i win, i get the money PLUS its a good learning experience; at least ive tried you see.
i'll do it anyway, i mean this competition. it mean the world to me and i really hope i have the talents and grit to win this.
to live in a world where hands are there anytime to reach out for me.
1/18/07
Happy Sweet 19
X Queen - Somebody To Love
it has been 19 years breathing dirt and no fresh air yet, today is the day i celebrate my birthday.
well, happy 19th birthday yeong! another year for me is yet born again; another fucking year, another new lease of life.
my birthday wish?
if you know me really well, you should know what my birthday wish this year is all about. i dont have to say it out loud, you should know it pretty well. ;)
i dont know what is ahead for me, but i really want it to be a good one though. what do you think? hmm.
after 7 years after my mom's death, my dad got me a decent birthday cake. i was almost moved to my tears, because after 7 years later, i can have one really decent cake. could still recall the old days, when my mom is still around, i would have fresh cream fruit cake annually. and usually my birthday held at this really old restaurant called 'Lai Wah Restaurant' along balestier road. all my relatives would be invited to my birthday and i would have many many presents and red packets.
perhaps when i was a kid, i celebrated my birthdays for the presents and red packets. but i guess as i grow older, what i really want is to have people around me celebrating my birthday and watching me grow up.
my dad and sis celebrated birthday with today. i felt rejuvenated, like ive turned the clock back..i felt young once again.
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ready, set, blow!
it has been 19 years breathing dirt and no fresh air yet, today is the day i celebrate my birthday.
well, happy 19th birthday yeong! another year for me is yet born again; another fucking year, another new lease of life.
my birthday wish?
if you know me really well, you should know what my birthday wish this year is all about. i dont have to say it out loud, you should know it pretty well. ;)
i dont know what is ahead for me, but i really want it to be a good one though. what do you think? hmm.
after 7 years after my mom's death, my dad got me a decent birthday cake. i was almost moved to my tears, because after 7 years later, i can have one really decent cake. could still recall the old days, when my mom is still around, i would have fresh cream fruit cake annually. and usually my birthday held at this really old restaurant called 'Lai Wah Restaurant' along balestier road. all my relatives would be invited to my birthday and i would have many many presents and red packets.
perhaps when i was a kid, i celebrated my birthdays for the presents and red packets. but i guess as i grow older, what i really want is to have people around me celebrating my birthday and watching me grow up.
my dad and sis celebrated birthday with today. i felt rejuvenated, like ive turned the clock back..i felt young once again.
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dad and my sis.
ready, set, blow!
1/15/07
Guys Guys Guys
X Hellogoodybye - All Of Your Love
lets talk about hot stuff. like, RAIN or in chinese, 雨 the korean hot shot whom almost everyone is crazy about. that is one hella of a name seriously. like, who the heck calls his or her own, RAIN? okay whatever im nobody to judge.
when i first know about him, i felt quite ridiculed because from what ive heard -- "he's so hott! so cute! so..talented..chunky hunky.." okay you know what i mean. so what? he is just another new guy who is in the hots now, but not for long.
but i guess im just so so wrong.
maybe im just being prejudiced against the majority of the koreans. because i think the way they speak sound really crude, therefore even if he or she is hot, sexy, cute whatsoever, their image is totally ruined by how they speak. get what i mean?
its like in singapore, you come across this cute and hot guy/babe. when you would like to get hold of their number, the time you start to head towards their direction to approach them, they just give you that stare. one step closer, you'll get it. or maybe when you start opening your mouth and ask for their number, they start opening their mouth...in the crudest manner. across or straight to your face, into your tummy or up in your crotch. the image, snap! just gone like that. i still cant really adapt the way they speak. no offence fellow koreans!
snap back to RAIN, i wasnt really in a frenzy for him until i saw him dance and sing. the moves and the way he grooves to the music; bravo!perfecto!
he's cute..without speaking of course. haha
well, so much for korean guys. lets talk about local guys. well, from what i observed, local guys can be catagoried into many kinds. these are a few that i can think of (tell me if its true) :
peace.
lets talk about hot stuff. like, RAIN or in chinese, 雨 the korean hot shot whom almost everyone is crazy about. that is one hella of a name seriously. like, who the heck calls his or her own, RAIN? okay whatever im nobody to judge.
when i first know about him, i felt quite ridiculed because from what ive heard -- "he's so hott! so cute! so..talented..chunky hunky.." okay you know what i mean. so what? he is just another new guy who is in the hots now, but not for long.
but i guess im just so so wrong.
maybe im just being prejudiced against the majority of the koreans. because i think the way they speak sound really crude, therefore even if he or she is hot, sexy, cute whatsoever, their image is totally ruined by how they speak. get what i mean?
its like in singapore, you come across this cute and hot guy/babe. when you would like to get hold of their number, the time you start to head towards their direction to approach them, they just give you that stare. one step closer, you'll get it. or maybe when you start opening your mouth and ask for their number, they start opening their mouth...in the crudest manner. across or straight to your face, into your tummy or up in your crotch. the image, snap! just gone like that. i still cant really adapt the way they speak. no offence fellow koreans!
snap back to RAIN, i wasnt really in a frenzy for him until i saw him dance and sing. the moves and the way he grooves to the music; bravo!perfecto!
he's cute..without speaking of course. haha
rain? hahahaha.
i love the photographer who did all these. ha!
well, so much for korean guys. lets talk about local guys. well, from what i observed, local guys can be catagoried into many kinds. these are a few that i can think of (tell me if its true) :
- average looking but no seh / average looking but got the seh
- drop dead gorgeous yet no seh / drop dead grogeous but got the seh
- nerds and forever nerdy / nerds but in future, morphed into drop dead gorgeous (i like!)
- true gentleman and really really nice / act gentleman and not really nice
- insensitive / over-sensitive
- act cool buey cool a.ka. the wannabes / cool and original
- serious / jokers
- egoistical bitches / emo boys (usually emo kids have hair like paul twohill)
- rich and the famous
- horny and desperate (usually turn out to become potential rapists or paedophiles, players or ONSs)
- ah bengs
peace.
1/11/07
My Conversation With Samantha
X Lifehouse - You and Me
ever wonder how did God created us?
had this really weird yet enlightening short conversation with samme. apparently what she said might not be precisely true. its worth listening and thinking about. MAYBE GOD REALLY CREATED US THIS WAY! hmm.
the conversation started when samme mummbled something random in her sleep...
samme: i really wanna head back to japan.
me: yea, japan is a great place. think i will return japan some time soon. !!! are you sleeping or what.
samme: huh. *continue sleeping
me: *mumbles* how i wished singapore has fresh air like japan. hokkaido's air compared to singapore's is way fresher..like..WAYYYYY... you get my gist la.
samme: no what..
me: *interupts* thats because you went to tokyo. haha! *stares out of the window facing the vast of darkish-grey sky* aveline says that she might consider retiring in future and live in japan. haha how cute la
samme: *got off from the sofa* i cant sleep. wait, i go wash my face.
me: ...
as samme returned, i asked her if she was sleep talking. she claims that she isnt and she suddenly started talking about GOD [that fella above]
samme : dont you think God created people differently?
me: [...DUH]why say that? anyway, russell peters said that india is like a colour chart. from the north to the south, it goes down from the darkest shade to the lightest one. : x
samme: you see, the indians. generally, they are pretty poor back in their country. they live simply, by agriculture and farming. but then, many and plenty of them are good at maths and computers. i think God gave them the brains.
me: [OMG] maybe. haha! so, what about the westerners and chinese?
samme: chinese, take a look at china. there are billions of people in china, but then all of them are really hardworking and produce many products and everything. i mean, generally la. so i think God gave them the talents and the drive. and regarding the westerners, they are not really smart neither are they really hardworking and yet can become rich therefore i think God gave them wealth.
me: like that also can?! haha i think some malays in singapore are pretty wasted. because they dont appreciate the opportunities given. eg. they pay lesser school fees compared to the rest of us and yet they dont really study and give their best. dont you think its a pity?
samme: you know what are they given? *thinks* malays, in general, are not really rich and hardworking, so therefore i think, God gave them talents and raw materials.
me: whatheheck? raw materials? haha?
samme: ya la. the textiles, the mines, the plantations..blah blah.
me: OH..very cool. why didnt i ever think of that?
so cute.
ever wonder how did God created us?
had this really weird yet enlightening short conversation with samme. apparently what she said might not be precisely true. its worth listening and thinking about. MAYBE GOD REALLY CREATED US THIS WAY! hmm.
the conversation started when samme mummbled something random in her sleep...
samme: i really wanna head back to japan.
me: yea, japan is a great place. think i will return japan some time soon. !!! are you sleeping or what.
samme: huh. *continue sleeping
me: *mumbles* how i wished singapore has fresh air like japan. hokkaido's air compared to singapore's is way fresher..like..WAYYYYY... you get my gist la.
samme: no what..
me: *interupts* thats because you went to tokyo. haha! *stares out of the window facing the vast of darkish-grey sky* aveline says that she might consider retiring in future and live in japan. haha how cute la
samme: *got off from the sofa* i cant sleep. wait, i go wash my face.
me: ...
as samme returned, i asked her if she was sleep talking. she claims that she isnt and she suddenly started talking about GOD [that fella above]
samme : dont you think God created people differently?
me: [...DUH]why say that? anyway, russell peters said that india is like a colour chart. from the north to the south, it goes down from the darkest shade to the lightest one. : x
samme: you see, the indians. generally, they are pretty poor back in their country. they live simply, by agriculture and farming. but then, many and plenty of them are good at maths and computers. i think God gave them the brains.
me: [OMG] maybe. haha! so, what about the westerners and chinese?
samme: chinese, take a look at china. there are billions of people in china, but then all of them are really hardworking and produce many products and everything. i mean, generally la. so i think God gave them the talents and the drive. and regarding the westerners, they are not really smart neither are they really hardworking and yet can become rich therefore i think God gave them wealth.
me: like that also can?! haha i think some malays in singapore are pretty wasted. because they dont appreciate the opportunities given. eg. they pay lesser school fees compared to the rest of us and yet they dont really study and give their best. dont you think its a pity?
samme: you know what are they given? *thinks* malays, in general, are not really rich and hardworking, so therefore i think, God gave them talents and raw materials.
me: whatheheck? raw materials? haha?
samme: ya la. the textiles, the mines, the plantations..blah blah.
me: OH..very cool. why didnt i ever think of that?
so cute.
1/4/07
MFE?
X Corrinne May - Every Beat Of My Heart
You are The Star
Hope, expectation, Bright promises.
The Star is one of the great cards of faith, dreams realised.
The Star is a card that looks to the future. It does not predict any immediate or powerful change, but it does predict hope and healing. This card suggests clarity of vision, spiritual insight. And, most importantly, that unexpected help will be coming, with water to quench your thirst, with a guiding light to the future. They might say you're a dreamer, but you're not the only one.
What Tarot Card are You?
Take the Test to Find Out.
foah, believe it or not. so *zun (hokkien for accurate).
JANUARY TALKER :- Loves to chat. Loves those who love them. Loves to take things at the center. Inner and physical beauty. Lies but doesn't pretend. Gets angry often. Treats friends importantly. Brave and fearless. Always making friends. Easily hurt but recovers easily. Daydreamer. Opinionated. Does not care to control emotions. Unpredictable. Extremely smart, but definitely the hottest AND sexiest of them MFE[???].
its almost 90% accurate. funky shit. if you are interested, drop me a mail, i'll send you your month's prediction of your characteristics.
what the heck is MFE, anyway? ha!
1/3/07
1/2/07
Britters
as much as i'd hate to admit it.
i really wish it wasnt raining EVERYDAY. like, give me some sunshine, honey. make singapore warm and breezy, not effing humid of course. the crisp air makes me drowsy and you know my weak body gets attacked whenever the weather is tempremental. bah! its pissing me to my bones. really hope that there would be a better change in weather.
the 2nd day of new year wasnt much of anything to capture my attention. i felt a subtle change around me; a good one in fact. i felt as if my life is beginning to change; for the better of course but in a very slow-mo yada yada you get my gist la.
6 more days to the reopening of school and im beginning to feel dreadful. the thoughts of wasting 8 hours per week doing almost nothing bothers me. i need to do something more productive...but like what? *thinksthinksthinks*
just let it be. rot till school reopens. dont have the mood for almost everything anyway.
1/1/07
Dancin' Prancin'
X Scissor Sisters - I Don't Feel Like Dancin'
but i just felt the groove. i felt as if i own that stage. a tremendously fucking good feeling. i danced and shaked my bootie (knowing that i dont have one); i did it anyway. it was an unexpected change of plans -- that new year celebration would be this way. none of us expected that either.
the clique settled dinner at new york new york pretty early say, 5.30 in the afternoon? fucking ulcers was a sign for me not to consume 'heaty' yummy food, totally not fair. dinner was mediaocre; the ambience was great though. i had my laughs and mocking at tan yihong was at its best but i guess now since he became so cool, its payback time. pretty miserable. ):
we scurried our way to Esplanade via the underpass. as usual, Esplanade is always crowded when there are events like 'International Fireworks Festival' or 'National Day'. as long there are fireworks, Esplanade is always packed like sardines. people from all over singapore would flock like birds and settle their butts or chop a place for their friends and relatives at the main arena. at 8pm i swear, Esplanade is already jam-packed.
apparently i got a little pissed with aveline because she keeps on urging me to settle my butt into the crowd when i cant even get in. but then since i was pretty happy, those stupid thoughts just vanished subsequently. so while we were all waiting for almost nothing, i decided to set my eyes across the river. feeling the serenity of the river , a still calmness set in me. i closed my eyes slightly, trying to capture the breeze when im actually competing with 10,000 or more people.
the first three preludes hit ultimate lameness. eventually, ACS were on the verge of being turned off. however, the live bands decided to set it all straight and give us a little boogie woogie and pretty good music. i like! especially when JustB, one of the superband finalists started off with their acapella songs, i melted like mozerella cheese on hot pipping pizza. they did an another acapella on this song Quando, total hotness.
anyway, sam and i decided to check out DXO to see if the queue is long. and we left aveline waiting for the fireworks. when we reached DXO, we realised that we were unable to make it back due to the barriers unless we do a detour which is going to be really tedious, furthermore we were on our heels.
feeling apologetic, sam and i rung aveline telling her the situation. understanding ave told us to go ahead and enjoy the club, which i think we did. by the way, ave left for her class chalet before witnessing one of the most beautiful fireworks ive ever witnessed in my life. aw, pity.
DXO wasnt much pretty. the crowd was high, the alcohol wasnt that fantastic. but heck, we both partied hard and danced like crazy women (okay, maybe thats just me) to sum it up, it wasnt overrated neither is it underrated. sam would return DXO for the comfy chairs, thats all. she wasnt impressed with the semi-techno music neither was i. but we paid 20$ for it so why not make use of almost everything? haha! oh! almost forgot, i bumped into 1 of the ex yuying students lorraine and lini, my classmate. such coincidence! ha! bet they have their piece of fun too.
ps: trying to communicate each other on the phone was a chore that moment. traffic was crazy. i thought i could be the first to wish my family happy new year. but thank goodness i did it the 'advanced' way.
cab fare was fucked up. the both of us went to thomson for yummy prata. and my freaking breakfast costs nearly 6$. the cheese and mushroom prata for 3.50$ and my 2 glasses of milo dinosaur and teh terik.
chatted a bit with sam about our 18 years of life, about our future -- just the 2 of us. a little boring but we tried our best to entertain each other, and i had fun. did you?
happy new year, motherfuckers!
but i just felt the groove. i felt as if i own that stage. a tremendously fucking good feeling. i danced and shaked my bootie (knowing that i dont have one); i did it anyway. it was an unexpected change of plans -- that new year celebration would be this way. none of us expected that either.
the clique settled dinner at new york new york pretty early say, 5.30 in the afternoon? fucking ulcers was a sign for me not to consume 'heaty' yummy food, totally not fair. dinner was mediaocre; the ambience was great though. i had my laughs and mocking at tan yihong was at its best but i guess now since he became so cool, its payback time. pretty miserable. ):
we scurried our way to Esplanade via the underpass. as usual, Esplanade is always crowded when there are events like 'International Fireworks Festival' or 'National Day'. as long there are fireworks, Esplanade is always packed like sardines. people from all over singapore would flock like birds and settle their butts or chop a place for their friends and relatives at the main arena. at 8pm i swear, Esplanade is already jam-packed.
apparently i got a little pissed with aveline because she keeps on urging me to settle my butt into the crowd when i cant even get in. but then since i was pretty happy, those stupid thoughts just vanished subsequently. so while we were all waiting for almost nothing, i decided to set my eyes across the river. feeling the serenity of the river , a still calmness set in me. i closed my eyes slightly, trying to capture the breeze when im actually competing with 10,000 or more people.
the first three preludes hit ultimate lameness. eventually, ACS were on the verge of being turned off. however, the live bands decided to set it all straight and give us a little boogie woogie and pretty good music. i like! especially when JustB, one of the superband finalists started off with their acapella songs, i melted like mozerella cheese on hot pipping pizza. they did an another acapella on this song Quando, total hotness.
anyway, sam and i decided to check out DXO to see if the queue is long. and we left aveline waiting for the fireworks. when we reached DXO, we realised that we were unable to make it back due to the barriers unless we do a detour which is going to be really tedious, furthermore we were on our heels.
feeling apologetic, sam and i rung aveline telling her the situation. understanding ave told us to go ahead and enjoy the club, which i think we did. by the way, ave left for her class chalet before witnessing one of the most beautiful fireworks ive ever witnessed in my life. aw, pity.
DXO wasnt much pretty. the crowd was high, the alcohol wasnt that fantastic. but heck, we both partied hard and danced like crazy women (okay, maybe thats just me) to sum it up, it wasnt overrated neither is it underrated. sam would return DXO for the comfy chairs, thats all. she wasnt impressed with the semi-techno music neither was i. but we paid 20$ for it so why not make use of almost everything? haha! oh! almost forgot, i bumped into 1 of the ex yuying students lorraine and lini, my classmate. such coincidence! ha! bet they have their piece of fun too.
ps: trying to communicate each other on the phone was a chore that moment. traffic was crazy. i thought i could be the first to wish my family happy new year. but thank goodness i did it the 'advanced' way.
cab fare was fucked up. the both of us went to thomson for yummy prata. and my freaking breakfast costs nearly 6$. the cheese and mushroom prata for 3.50$ and my 2 glasses of milo dinosaur and teh terik.
chatted a bit with sam about our 18 years of life, about our future -- just the 2 of us. a little boring but we tried our best to entertain each other, and i had fun. did you?
happy new year, motherfuckers!
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