I had a dream

2010-01-16T01:13:00.000+08:00

I had a sudden outburst of emotions out of nowhere. It just happened. Something very trivial, got me very annoyed. Annoyingly annoying annoyed. Perhaps I havent' been very honest with myself, instead of letting them flow by me, I've always been damming them, and this trickle of emotion tells me I'm overflowing.

Also,
It's time for you to be authentic.

Being true to who you are, even when everyone else wants you to be someone else. That doesn't mean you don't have to play fair or conduct yourself in a respectful manner. But it's a lot harder to become the best you can be when you're focused on trying to be the best version of someone else. There's nothing authentic in that, and if it's not authentic, then it's not going to last.

That's all folks

Good night~

2009-12-27T16:31:00.001+08:00

I came in to this with full intent. It's not always my habit to be posting FRs on my blog, never done so actually. Not that it could count as an FR. Probably an anti-FR? A'way here goes.

I came in to this with full intent, I knew it would be hellish. After 2 years of "game", some habits are really unshakable. Fortunately, someone was there to make a bet with me before I left. And I never lose bets. I've got to try it, anyway.

Most of it's hazy, some even oddly blank. My dreams and mixed with reality, bit of what happens everyday. I know I did something against my core instinct, against the inner voice in my head. Almost everything I did was another hurling blow to my intrinsic avatar. I did my best rendition of a chode, actively pushing all signs: lousy body language, trying for rapport tonality, dousing flames that started. If anyone could get attracted to that, it'd be the 3 eye 6 finger. It wasn't that I wasn't enticed by her. I sure as hell was. Nothing bad against her, she'd probably make good breakfast with nicely crisped toast if she wasnt lazy, and chocolates to the eye as well. I would again, now that we're hopefully deep into friendzone, I can let loose the shackles and "san-poof" here I am.

First anti-game. hehe.

That's all folks

Awesome Afternoon

2009-10-20T20:43:00.000+08:00

Crazy as gravy. Do give it a shot.

2009-10-20T09:17:00.001+08:00

Read through the questions.

Can't do a shit.

H3, Scholarship? Suck on my cojones.

I'm back to sweeping floors and serving tea.

SiYuan

2009-10-05T21:00:00.004+08:00

I ain't got no money
I ain't got no car to take you on a date
I can't even buy you flowers
But together we can be the perfect soul mates
Talk to me girl

That's all folks

Good Night

2009-09-24T00:20:00.000+08:00

ENTP: The Mad Scientist

You are charismatic, outgoing, and intelligent. You are quickwitted, clever, and genial; you typically display a highly organized, rational cognitive ability which makes you a natural scientist or inventor.

You are a creative, complex person who seeks to improve your understanding of the natural world, usually by building armored fifty-story-tall robotic monsters with iron jaws and death-ray eyes, or by creating genetically mutated plagues that spread unstoppably across the land, turning all who are contaminated into mindless zombie drones. You are less likely to want to conquer the world than to destroy it utterly, reducing it to nothing but slag and rubble--though this is often merely a side-effect of your pursuit of knowledge.

Famous Mad Scientists include Spencer Silver (the inventor of Post-It Notes), Robert Oppenheimer, and Dr. Jeckyll.

That's right, Dr Jekyll!

That's all folks

Good Night

Of Value: You are a Valuable Piece of Shit.

2009-09-19T18:14:00.000+08:00

Irony isnt' it, the title. How can fecal matter, filled with e.coli and all undigested fibres, bacteria and basically everything you don't want and need be valuable? Here's how it is, value is relative. It's "intangible" in a sense, and basically like most other things is only there because you place it there. Regardless, let's go into details, and break this shit down.

In a school or college of thousands, no doubt you'll have a variety and diversity of different creatures, and in a certain way, most of them, though with different physical emblems and features, more or less behave in the same pattern expected of them. Then, you'll have the bad-ass. The kid which is so much of an anomaly that he/she shouldnt' be allowed existence rights in there. And theoretically, that kid should be of the least value, after all everyone's striving to live up to society's rigid standards on "who's who". That, realistically, isn't the case. By the end of the term, it'll be blatant who's laying 80% of the hens while who's at home jerking off to japanese hentai. (octopus, joel?)

You see, subconsciously, our minds place superior value to that kid, because in a way he/she possesses traits we would like to have, and the fact that he/she's his/her own man. You wont' find another person like them, much like there wouldnt be a Dillinger MKII. And none of their behaviors fall under any range known to normal, grass-eating folks. We place value on things which we want, things which others want, and things we know are few.

So, if ever you get the idea that, you are worthless and a vile cumstain on the sofa which managed to find it's way into the canal of hope, giving birth to an alien form, stop. Because like dinosaur dump, which is worth quite a bit right now actually, you are valuable, a nimbus of riches and gold if you allow yourself to. Because really, your life revolves around obsession about what others think about you. When you’re 18, you worry about what everybody is thinking of you. When you’re 40 you learn not to worry what others think. When you’re 60 you recognize that nobody’s been thinking about you at all. They’re worrying about themselves. So break the pattern, stop wasting time.

Never, let your value be anchored to others' shifty sands, instead anchor it to the core, yourself. Stop behaving what others want you to do, stop thinking what the society wants you to think. Heck, fuck Fight Club too. Sure, "You are not special. You are not a beautiful or unique snowflake. You're the same decaying organic matter as everything else." And that's only because you let yourself be dictated to be. So stop fucking around, because by the time you get the epiphany that I have, you'd be 65.

Waiting for some black text? Sly diggers. LFRN, ma cherie.

That's all folks

Good Night.

2009-09-14T14:53:00.001+08:00

My friend, you were so right. I will learn to not doubt you so much again. 7 years is a lifetime.

That's all folks

Good Afternoon

2009-09-13T13:18:00.002+08:00

Your view on yourself:
Other people find you very interesting, but you are really hiding your true self. Your friends love you because you are a good listener. They'll probably still love you if you learn to be yourself with them. The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:
You are not looking merely for a girl/boyfriend - you are looking for your life partner. Perhaps you should be more open-minded about who you spend time with. The person you are looking for might hide their charm under their exterior. 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 like to flirt and behave seductively. The opposite sex finds this very attractive, and that's why you'll always have admirers hanging off your arms. But how serious are you about choosing someone to be in a relationship with? Your views on education
Education is very important in life. You want to study hard and learn as much as you can. The right job for you:
You have many goals and want to achieve as much as you can. The jobs you enjoy are those that let you burn off your considerable excess energy. How do you view success:
You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous. What are you most afraid of:
You are afraid of having no one to rely on in times of trouble. You don't ever want to be unable to take care of yourself. Independence is important to you. Who is your true self:
You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve.

That's very close. Life partner? Not so.

That's all folks

Morning jive

2009-09-13T02:37:00.001+08:00

And tomorrow, we start anew.

That's all folks

Good Night

C:Simple enough eh

2009-09-11T17:43:00.000+08:00

Hugh Hefner is the man.

I mean seriously, at 83 and popping blue pills till your heart drops, this man keeps on going, younger every day. Look at that smirk on his wily face.

Alright besides that, yeah my friend you were very right and spot-on with your predictions. It makes me stop and ponder, the fuck am I doing. Always remember, deep-seated rock in a torrential rain. Unmovable, unstoppable, but shaping. Great days behind, fantastic ones ahead, that's what life's about? Then again, it is only a few days, who knows? I think innocuously hiding somewhere in everyone, is the desire to be loved. That I think you cannot refute, no matter how much of a conquistador you are, forgive me for the mushy-mashy but you got and will return to it. But hey, you've got years on me, maybe you're right. We're not the sort to leave things to fate or unpredictable random occurences, so I'm definitely not going to be waiting on my armchair and lay back. I'll show you how, and why you're wrong. Of course with the help of my little friend.

Are you wondering why you can't read this? That's because Blogger doesnt have a lock function. I want to give you and me a chance. Don't disappoint.

That's all folks

Good Night!

2009-09-08T22:42:00.000+08:00

Let's see what it means first,

in the first sense above often arises from psychological trauma and is a component in many anxiety and stress disorders. The person, while physically present, moves elsewhere in the mind, and in a sense is "not entirely present", making them sometimes be seen as preoccupied or distracted. In other cases, the person may seem fully present but operate merely intellectually when emotional connection would be appropriate.

It is probably one of the oddest peeves I have actually. While it doesn't point towards Bateman-esque psycho-ness. The ability to actually, remove myself from the situation and arrive at my inner-zen, even when it's uncalled for. It's like my mind knows what's good and what's bad for me, and chooses to remove attachment towards things that may potentially and realistically according to the mind, give me pain. Or that's what is stated there.

I may have an evolutionized case of such behavior, I actually, can't feel pain, or any feelings towards it. It's as if I may really be a Martian, I just dont care? I try hard you see, very hard, to invoke and stimulate, or even imagine what I should really be feeling at the moment. But really, what I feel is what I get, and it's like a camera zooming out, the more it happens the more I zoom out, unfocused, until it's just one big pixel left. Perhaps that's why I'd really want you to stop. Before I do.

That's all folks,

Good night.

Ave' fun tomorrow young gan.

2009-09-08T16:53:00.000+08:00

You subtly communicate to people the kind of guy you are. It's in your face, your eyes and body language. Keep your value for your own, it doesn't change because you're in a new situation with new people- don't change your subcommunication, always give yourself permission to be the same person. You are static, not a roller coaster of emotions and value. High value has a lot to do with consistency, recognizing value in others, appreciating it- and maintaining your own while continuing the interaction. When trying to "figure out" what to say next, have you ever just listened to what was being said..? Sex will come, it is alway there, hanging in the air. Hanging out after the club is natural, her following your lead is natural, sex is natural. Be a dude with standards for behavior, be social, be relaxed without feeling a pressure to perform, this shit will come.

I didnt write this, wish I did. How true it is.

That's all folks

Good night

2009-09-07T12:27:00.000+08:00

If anything I detested more in the world at a point, it would be garlic. If only there was handy dandy Eclipse or Impact, then again $4 worth of mints better be good.

Or not.

That's all folks

Good Night

2009-09-04T14:42:00.001+08:00

Emotions, often we tag them with things we feel, be it joy, anger, frustration, melancholy or indifference. We tag them with people, such as women. We associate them to be the driving force, and the killing blow to our passions hopes and dreams. Indeed they are the building blocks of such verves. Yes indeed.

We must look at Emotions, and learn to grow and accept them as part of our brain's way of conversing with us. When you feel a deep growling feeling inside your stomach, it is its way of communicating with you. So too, emotions with brains. Subconsciously, we are geniuses inside. Our subconscious is able to foresee and analyse things that would otherwise bog down our minute conscious brain. When you're in red mist, it's probably a feeling that someone or something has stepped into your comfort zone for too long and too painful, that you feel the need to throw out the wordbombs.

I am a victim of emotive actions, no longer. They drive me, they guide me, I understand them.

Then again, no go, cowgirl. Confounding charms give the wayward directions to my mind. I have sobered up since then. I was overwhelmed in my buildup of the last post, that I misinterpreted it for such dangerous thoughts and feelings. Halfway through my poem, it reminds me of that one I did her. Roses are red, violets are blue. Hahaha such comedy gold last forever. But yes, I can't and I won't. It's two years, long and hard. Its not going to happen, I need some self-control. Someone rein in the studs! >if you do make the first move though..

That's all folks,

Good night

It's me, and me.

2009-09-02T18:23:00.002+08:00

I think sometimes I'm not really myself. It's as if something has taken over me temporarily and transformed me for a short period of time, making me a modern day Jekyll and Hyde. Which is true sometimes, because I ponder as I'm about to slumber (after all the phone calls), what the hell was I thinking or doing?

It's strange how this Hyde would come out only in the presence of some, it's almost like my potion comes deep in my mind, I'm a chameleon which adapts to presence. Now the strange occurence being, I actually love being Hyde more than what I do for Jekyll. It seems that, that's really whom I want to be! Is it true now that we all harbour our inner demons, that we're all made and prepped to sin?

Talking about sin, I recently caught a rather old and controversial movie by Mel Gibson, Passion of the Christ. I must say, I couldnt sit straight throughout the 2 hours, and sweat drops started forming in my eyes. Strange place for a condensation of saline! Right after the movie, I felt extremely remorseful and did a google search on "I'm sorry", which made me feel worser inside. Now dont' get me wrong, by feeling worse it actually made me better after some thinking and an epiphany. oh God.

Truth be told, lately I've been getting that urge of impulsiveness that drove a few away. Of course you made me think that, life would be brilliant with you around, and you never cease to remind me of elements about my prior that makes me go Gaga(not agaga). Really comfortable sometimes, maybe too much of it. It's going against what I've been standing for since the start of 2009, with my pot of gold at the end of 2010. Besides, you've been clean most of your life, and I don't want to be the one who taints you. You haven't half the idea about me, really. Much like a drug, I'll wean off you slowly and painfully, and probably eke out a poem which sends me scholardom. Y'know, I think I like you.

oh God.

That's all folks

Good Day.

Hey Ya!

2009-08-30T15:25:00.001+08:00

You think you've got it
Ohh, you think you've got it
But got it just don't get it
Till' there's nothing at
AaaaaaaaAAAAAAAaaaaaaAAAAAAaaaaaallllll..
We get together
Ohh, we get together
But seperate's always better when there's feelings
InvooooooOOOOOOOoooooooOOOOOOooooooOOOOOlved

More next.

That's all folks

Good Night

2009-08-18T23:49:00.000+08:00

If only I can do it once again, if only I could.

That was a statement I've repeated to myself many a time in this 17 years of my life. Although I've sporadically labelled myself a midlife criser(is there such a word?), many many things I wish I could undo, redo, never do. Moments where I knew I could have done better, chances where I knew I should have taken, opportunities where I knew I regret. If I were to list down everything, it will take a server and a half full of it. Like a bag of emotions waiting to be released, these little pixies often flit into my head and whisper sweet-nothings, tempting me to take the under-road and further multiply their numbers.

If my lens of the world is that curved, I will never be happy. The way I look at it changes daily, but one consistent thought arises in my head : It is only through experiences like this, that shapes me, like a mountain after years of rain and dust, and the oak tree after moon and shine. Without these, I will not be whom I am today, a unique snowflake(running against Chuck Palombo and Tyler Durden now) with the freedom to fully express. I will not let myself be a clone of commercialism and media.

With scars like this, it only further enhances you, and also builds the confidence innate. Decisions are better made, and you know what's right. You know the next time something comes up, you'll do the right thing, you'll make the right efforts, you'll push with fervour and zest. That, is the strength of mistakes, and how "failure's the mother of success" comes about. Though it's true that setbacks like that will pull you down, and make your life as miserable as it gets, why worry? Instead, fire up your muscles and stand up strong, and that makes the distinction of a champion.

That's all folks

Good night

oh btw fuck you.

2009-08-12T23:18:00.000+08:00

It was as if taunting me.

Right after, everywhere I went love came. In the form of little indian and chinese kids, ugly looking couples with non-stop PDA on the MRT, and the two cats in missionary right next to my lift. Like a slap to the face, I wasnt' in the "moment" so to speak as always. In fact, I caught myself snoozing inside. That's when you know, you know.

Haha, looks like Facebook God wants me to know, go forth the RSD way. Any attempts otherwise just isnt' working for me at all. It isnt so much as a technical "not-working-for-me", much rather a "I-can't-do-this-anymore" thing. I have probably done it 3-4 times thus far alone, and none of it's working.

Am I confined to social robot-ing now? Oh please do, take me back to Paradise City.

That's all folks

Good night.

2009-07-15T20:05:00.002+08:00

I am happy.

Yes, I am. Haha. Havent said that for a real long time(doesnt mean im an emo-slit-my-wrist-and-cry-from-the-pain-of-the-fucking-rusty-razor-and-ER-the-next-day), rather my odd world and philosphical thinkings and world view.

I must say I did really well for the amount of time I put in, Shi Ban Gong Bei. This comes at a time when I was ready to renounce my faith in religion once and for all, the timing couldnt be better. It just fuels more turmoil in me -was it the prayer that worked or a sheer coincedence?(though chemistry didnt work) but alas, this I will never know. Onwards to Promotions, I-Touch here I come you sweet piece of over-priced commercial metal.

I guess here's the time for me to blog about what happens daily then? Well, I have been stuck inside here so long I lost track of time, my mode of socializing falls solely on my fingers, it hasnt been that bad since last christmas eve. Singapore's the only country that is really taking this epidemic seriously, ah us and the pigs. Perhaps pigs are dirty creatures after all, we were all warned by our friendly neighbours for so long. It's just strange no one from the middle-east has started a press conference over it yet. Let's just love each other yeah.

Speaking of that, it's getting harder and harder to keep to the deal. Yeah it probably isnt worth it for the dough. Sacrificing inches of happyness(with a y mfers!). But I got to be sure, she got to be gold.

That's all folks

Good night

2009-06-26T20:14:00.002+08:00

It's June the 26th, I can safely say it's over half a year since my New Year's Resolution, and things are looking great. For the first time since the year I didnt do a New Year Resolution, I've actually completed one of my 12 Herculean tasks that I've thrown myself into.

I've stayed clean since January the 1st, yes that's right, $200 here I come.

There's many thoughts running through my flu-infected mind right now ( correlation between flu and messy thoughts?), and none of them's what I'm supposed to remember before D-Day (2nd of July) unfortunately. Where else to spit it out, but over here where my regurgitation is worth its weight in gold. Sometimes I do wonder though, what happens with Midas touched his shit after a day at Muthu's Green Curry. Would the shit dipped into actually turn his finger into gold, will people actually pave off with his diarrhrea?

Just read the best article for a long time, no doubt, Alexander~'s again. He appears to have everything going for him, fantastic inner-game, great outer-game, the douchey looks and all the dough. I am however very sure he was never born like this, like all others, he must have tried countless times, failed continually, and finally understood the principles. Along with his experiences and armed with that everlasting inner strength, that's him today.

Many people still have the idea that self-development is a complex process that often requires a significant level of psychological or social insights, and that all they can really do is what other self-development "gurus" tell them to because they can't possible figure it out for themselves. I'd like to tear down that concept real quick, cause I think it's essential for someone who wants to get into self-development to realize just how simple it can be and how much they can do on their own.

If you want to start working on yourself and you're not sure where to start, try just taking the time first to really think about who you really want to be. Just sit down and imagine a "perfect" version of yourself, imagine what you really want to achieve in terms of your own character, and then write it out in simple lines; as many as you can think of. Examples could be "I want to be someone who is perfectly at ease in all social situations," or "I want to be someone who is able to really manage his emotions," or "I want to be someone who's fit and healthy," etc.

In other words, identify what it is that you truly want to improve about yourself by beginning with the end in mind; imagining what you want to accomplish.

When you have done that and you have a clear list of concrete goals, you will find that self-development automatically becomes so much easier and clearer for you. You now know what you want to work on, and in most cases will have a clear idea of how to work on it. Keep that list you made in mind as you go about your day, ask yourself with every decision you make whether or not it is in alignment with your goals and whether it contributes in any way to becoming that better version of yourself.

That's all folks,

oh yeah, covet not your neighbour's ass (check 9th commandment)

Good night~

2009-06-18T23:04:00.002+08:00

Just watched that video over and over again. Brilliant stuff, words of gold, actions speaks way louder. Escalation was top class that. No wonder he's an instructor, I've got much work to do about.

Shall start off with a little field report about what's been up lately.

Tuesday, I think, was a night out day. It started off very simply as a study day, god knows what happens, morphing took place and there I was downing shots of tequila(without cleavage salt this time). This reminds me, Power Rangers has been and always have been close to my heart, but there's a question that troubles me. Was it the Red Ranger or the Green Ranger that became the White Ranger? It's causing me no ends of sleep. Do tag, and make it quick if you know the answer.

It was fun alright, then again my mind started going off again when I took a slump. Thoughts and ideas of all kinds went round my head, spinning me right round baby right round like a top. Here's a snippet of what goes on in me.

We humans are all sadomachistic by nature, and I highlight sadistic. We like to be hurt and always try to be hurt. Let's just take relationships as an example. I'm not talking about the puppy dog ones, or the ones of "dive into you, forget what you're going through". No no no. What I'm on about are those who changed your nappies when you were shitting yourself at the smallest sounds of squeaking, who smacked you around when you failed your test. Who was sitting next to you in class, the ones who taught you how to cheat in exams, how to date girls. Even those whom you hated with your guts, and couldnt wait for them to drop dead six feet under.

Why I say so? We try so hard to make those relationships, only to see it break, which in turn causes us only more misery and antidorphins. Everyone dies and everyone lies, so dont' say no. Truth is, you'll enter and leave the same way you did, alone and nude. All bonds just end up taking more than you took, nothing scientific about it. Ecclesiastias mentioned briefly about it, how we're all like this. I know, this may sound unlike the new-age shit you are fed with daily, about how you must love and be loved and all. Really, if you dont want to ever be sad, live in a hole with a dog named Scoot, or Rick Astley, because he will never let you down, never give you up, never run around and desert you.

But! That does not mean I am against them, in fact I crave for relationships like all youse out there. Yes indeed, I am a sadist as well, for a good cause. I like to have fun, I like to be happy, I live you. because everything comes multi-faceted, and its up to intepretation of how emotions are, you never know. That's why I say yes to everything, because even cleaning up shit may bring me to better places, knowing someone i wouldnt want to may lead to better things, or even open up a new window in my heart.

Do think, do tell.

That's all folks

Good night.

2009-05-28T04:53:00.000+08:00

As you will, we lost today.

Yes, indeed. Kudos big time to Barcelona, we were outplayed and outclassed. It wasnt' very deserved, and I see spanish cunts, but hey, it's over.

This brings me back to my second point, I gotta take charge of my change too. Starting it by parting with what I endear most to me.

Thats' all folks

Good night

2009-05-19T22:39:00.003+08:00

Far too long, far far too long I've been out of the game.

That angst, that emotion disappeared almost totally for a year. There is no big wonder why I became what I did for a while. It was the challenge, the risk, the fun sucked out of me. Everyone noticed that, that that that.

That no more, I'm back wiggas.

Coming up, comedy gold.

That's all folks

Good night

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2009-05-16T05:21:00.000+08:00

Schizophrenia, who are you? What are you? You exist as a mirror to the world, become what everyone wants to be, you my friend, a chameleon of various colors, a whole wide world of personalities, fake.

Some say you're a nutter, type of butter that we eat for supper. (it makes total sense if you think) I say, things aren't relapsing, world goes round and round and round baby right round like a record right round. You are saying to yourself right now, "WAIT! This is not what I paid for to come here to see! This is not why I typed www.foolball.blogspot.com!" I say, read between the lines.

I'm strong, like a rock in the torrential waves. Nothing fazes me, but you become a boring shit, you become trapped in that rock, you really want to move around, thrown about, get lost, go on roads of no return, hide from Mas Selamat(no more). Yet, where art thou? Like a fossil, big fucking fossil. Looks great, looks cool, fantastic, mystery, history, asshole. Yes, all that but so what? It'll just be like the museum, see but non-touch, you can't experience it, only visual and audio orgasmic bliss. (You can't get pregnant through webcam, unless your Internet Service Provider allows you to send spermatoza over)

Wham Bam Bam Bam Lamp Lamb Whamp Damn. I havent felt like this for sometime. It's the feeling of, adventure readers. It's not a high, or adrenaline rush. It's something else, prides itself on fueling you through whatever you do, and takes all social conditioning all the way out. (ask melvin at pasir ris). Si si.

I must say, words can't really describe the complete rollercoaster I did. Corkscrew, Tempest, Hell Raiser? Screw tempt raise. Yes, I did break every single law and rules in the Black Book of S. Every single thing oblierated by one innocuous irrational sentence. Yes, I did expect what's going to be coming on. Yet, Vini Vidi. Verci? Not yet.

The thing about finding out that, there is a snowflake out there exactly your shape, is astounding. I managed to find my own smell finally today. Suddenly. I had the idea of pouring the perfume all over me, drowning myself until 1:00.

We're just prdinary people, it isnt about visual pleasure anymore, it's secondary. Neither is it sensory or audio. It is that connection, dangerous. Once you've tasted the Apple it sets the devil alight in your tiny hearts. Though I may have killed myself, Lucifer lives.(just a metaphor, dont read too much into it)

hello everyone, it's me, jake.

that's all folks

good night. or morning?

2009-05-11T08:30:00.002+08:00

Attractive personality.sexy. Affectionate.Shy and reserved. Secretive. Naturally honest, generous and sympathetic. Loves peace and serenity. Sensitive to others. Loves to serve others. Easily angered. Trustworthy. Appreciative and returns kindness. Observant and assesses others. Revengeful. Loves to dream and fantasize. Loves traveling. Loves attention. Hasty decisions in choosing partners. Loves home decors. Musically talented.Loves special things. Moody.

That's me in a few words. I suppose if you believe half the things on facebook quiz, it's addictive mind. There's something called the Forer effect, that I've experienced first hand on "personality tests" and such. I guess everyone just wants to take a look at the mirror, wants self-awareness and be able to carry it out. Such wants become a self-fulfilling prophesy, you actually try to act that way. Interesting..

We are all prdinary people, Furious! however is on another level. That man's a genius, give him some gold already! For those who have no idea what I'm on about, check this link out http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yUSVUYFUF_M (start from 3:00 for best effect)

Totally terrific, right near the top of my bucket list will be that. Heh the doggystyle dance. Time to start introducing myself black. What kinda music is that though, sounds like something my funky 3 year old brother will compose on the fisherprice ting-a-lingling. Check out the way he drags the girl totally with "wtf?"

Personal hero, no doubt. Social awareness 0, Delusional confidence 100. What people dont know, is that it's delusional. They take it you're of a higher ground to act like that in public, where rules are set to stop you from moving. He took it, broke it with a hammer and spit on it. \m/

Ending this with a, let's hope 35th SC moves and grooves smoothly.

That's all folks

Good night (no more comedy gold ):)

2009-04-24T21:40:00.002+08:00

A friend asked me this. Would you have chosen CJC again if you had a choice?

Now this, assuming that I'd have done better for my O Levels, was a very interesting question. Not the fact that when he raised this question, it reveals that he's very into CJC already.(though there's a chance about as big as me doing that again)

It snakes itself deep into my seas of thought. Provoking waves and torrents all about it, really unique, that question. First, I'd like to say, I'm really falling for the college. With all its' curves and crevices, the smooth skin and flaming hot face. Acquaintances I've made here, really makes it hard to bear.

If you do remove those two factors, no doubt I'd fuck off right away real fast. Well, the school firstly hasnt really lived up to it's reputation much. Abortion much? No! Only thing near a pregnancy is the sexy Ang Moh I see everyday. Lecturers and Tutors aren't really that much in tune with us, except for a great few(every school has them). It's hard enough to live in a college where reputation means ALOT.

Like everywhere else, college is a much better simulation of the outside world. Already in 3 months, I've had someone who became a really close friend, a "brother", turn to one who just left me on the lurch.(kerb?) Like Uncle said, you must always turn on your radar, your sensor. Everyone's amoral, they're not baby jesuses in blue. Very honestly here, readers. I was expecting it to happen anyway, but I had faith. I had trust. Like A. Ho did in me. What goes around does come back around I suppose. Ala A.Ho, disappointment hit me bad. Not by what, but by how. If it really meant that much only, then PL off.

What's good about this college, then? Sexy Ang Moh, Eggheads.. Hmm. Ah yes. Eyecandies! It's everywhere, it's the rage, it's under the staircase over your head. Really, you cannot get through a walk from the canteen to your classroom without your balls feeling a tweak. What they say about catholic schools.. hmm..

This college, gives me lots of opportunities to display my talents and not-so-glam side of me too. Student Counciller would never be part of my process about 2 years back. And right now, I am so going to force my way in! Haha. The speech I had today was totally fantastic. I know, thanks xD In turn, hopefully it'll generate all your votes for me?

I know it isnt complete, most of my posts arent.

That's all folks

Good night.

The rest is up to you to figure.

2009-04-12T17:33:00.002+08:00

13 months ago, Obama started his campaign with the slogan of change.

And now, it has took place 5000 miles from whence, with me. Yes, last night was a night of change for me. Can't say I wasn't expecting it, things were like the aftermath of a bull in a china shop after February 14.(though it's proven the bull will actually act like Pierce Brosnan instead of John Wayne)

Change, then! No idea what I was waiting for, pretty honestly. One does not experience a personality change after 2 weeks, neither can one expect an 80 years old to hold an erection without a blue pill. In that manner. That's a record I'll be going for, no blue pill but full of health. It's time to start training up then. Perhaps I'll take a big white hat and undergo abstinence till then, that'll just make me unload in a matter of 1.6 seconds.

Cyclethon was unexpectedly tiring, added on with fatigue from morning exercise. One thing to note, I'm not Superman anymore.(was, a while ago ;)

That's all folks

Good night. Change is up and coming

2009-04-05T19:09:00.002+08:00

Are we dead yet?

North Korea, the cunts, have decided to start launching despite all the warnings and all. I fear that it'll all lead to a nuclear blowout, and I'm in the range!

I should move to Cheryl now, maybe I'll survive with Harry Kewell.

Why fight though? Are we not weary enough, fighting against Mother Nature herself? When will we ever be in peace, when will we be in harmony.

All this makes me rethink, the world isnt so beautiful after all.

That's all folks

Good night

2009-03-26T23:12:00.002+08:00

I want to start my post today, by saying a really big thank you, to the following.

Corinthians "Tiny Toys R' Us" Reko
Joseph "Smiley"
Calebee
Almeric "Moony"
Andy Mint Land
Fandi
Ashley
Jacqueline
June
Nathalie "I dropped a number on the table"

and my cousins and family.

Had a really great birthday! Probably ranks in the Top 17. Not sure if I can remember the first few ones now.

And yes my readers, in case you're wondering. I'm bringing sexyback, again. This time round, we have #4 and #2. Before you wet and get your knickers in a bunch, it's just my hair. Haha yes.
I have done what others have put a betting pool on, and they have lost much. I have decided after 15 years of hair, to do without. I'm sure it'll further expose my lack of hair near my spin, but hey, who needs hair nowadays?

You've got Bruce Willis, Samuel L Jackson and Justin fecking Timberlake to show for. (and jeremy and timo)
Surely convincing now isnt it. I had the auntie do the job of persuasion. She sold me with the story of how it'll make me look all manly and all. And now I was pissed, did she say that with the intention that I wasnt enough? With red tinted vision, I allowed her to proceed with the first ceremonious shave through, which was surprisingly good. I've always imagined I'd be crying into shambles on the chair, setting up funerals and saying eulogies for my follicles. (it was nice to gel with you)

Now now, coolness doesnt go away after the hair's gone. It's just not directly proportionate. In fact it's the opposite. No more days of head sweat due to heavy wax and spray. Cool kids need less hair. That's right.

Cool kids need less hair.

That's all folks

Good night

2009-03-16T15:31:00.000+08:00

Your score was 28 out of 30. That is an excellent score—you would have a very strong chance of passing the Mensa test and joining Mensa.

Please note that the Mensa Workout is NOT the official Mensa test, and your score will not qualify or disqualify you for membership.

Nicccceeeeee.

On the other note, I had a drop in other tests.

2009-03-14T23:33:00.002+08:00

I've just undertaken a personality test and I think it's been pretty interesting. It resonates what a budding psychologist and "best friend" of mine has said about me. At least almost.

Of course, you'd want to know too won't you? I'll let you know, if you ask.

Anyway. Here's a regular update on my life.

Well actually i feel i post best when I have all that emotions running through my mind. Emotions become my creativity I guess. Isnt that how Art sparked out all over?

Pretty disappointed by today's talk actually, had in mind something much more intellectual and all. Kudos to the speaker, managed to keep me awake throughout the whole talk. Somehow he keeps capturing my eye contact, it's like he's talking to me directly. I read up about how eye contacts are very intense and stressful, and it is true that. Eyeing your prey.

Pounced I didnt, comment like any incessant kid I did. Probably overpouring moodiness from the day before. Yeah I was. It was probably the first time in my life wearing knee socks and shin pads that I didnt play a minute of a game. It was pretty bad I didnt start, but not even a minute! Something's wrong there guv'nor!

I actually had lots to say about that. But somehow I managed to swallow it all in, pretty strange for someone termed tempremental.

According to the personality test(dont know why I take them too), I'm not me right now. How when I picked up a mirror, all I wanted to see was who I am.(not that im a vainshit). So mirror mirror on the wall, who's the fairest of them all?

Who the hell am i?

That's all folks

Good night

2009-02-28T21:36:00.002+08:00

I had a dream, a good one to some interpretation, a particularly bad one for others.

It's interesting given how it's actually linked to my previous post. Actually, all my dreams this week have been pretty realistic. I dream about things that happened much later. Precognition ability? Next I'll be looking behind my back for pervy looking japanese dudes who travel in packs of 2, with one looking like pikachu, with weird hair, glasses and time travels and the other looking really ero.(I can't paint btw, and my contacts doesnt turn white).

What I dream about, was of the devil. Yeah that's right, Satan, Lucifer, Beezlebub, George Bush, you name it. It was about selling my soul, and I'm sorry, I did that in my dream. It was for mad football skills and my game back. Was a really good dream at first. Till the part where I had to give my soul. That's when my phone started playing it's James Bond theme and dang it's 5:00am.

Peculiar I must say, have I really sold it? Where's my mad football skills then. Still playing like Messy. Yes with a 'Y'.

Alright alright. I shall post more about school next post.

Until then.

That's all folks

Good night

2009-02-21T13:31:00.002+08:00

Hello hi and low.

Here's another post from your ever-wonderful blogger, me.

Well I guess it can get boring that after 139 posts, it is still me, but by visitation of this site, you are reading what I'm thinking about aint it?

I just had this "homework" tasked to me by Uncle Zainal, which will bring me high and far if done correctly. So far it's been great. I would have posted this piece of work had it not been the act of confidentiality so far bestowed on to me. Alas, your entertainment isnt worth my jail time. I must say it's been strange and sometimes a little emotional(no i dont have long dark fringes, listen to fag songs and slit my wrist, though i do carry a similar bag) as some hits the nail right on spot. I think I'll probably keep that list forever in my pocket with me, it's like that teacher-list thing that 15 years ago some one made. Wonderful creation, that.

Here's a question I want to ask all of you reading right now. What's the thing that's worthwhile to sell your soul for? (or rather to get miserable for the rest of your life for). Power? Popularity? Pealth? Food for thought here yeah.

Let's get voting for me too, for the election! Check back here for more.

Till next post,

That's all folks

Good afternoon!

2009-01-15T00:13:00.002+08:00

I certainly hope that the laws of attraction does work. No, I'm not going round chasing skirts and panties anymore. Not that I did that in the first place. Maybe I did. Hmm...

Well I guess it's the end of my Zhonghua journey. Talk about being cliche, something I abhor by the way. Abhoring goes a long way, is there even such a word? I'm getting a red dotted line under it, presuming the e-dictionary has a problem.

Till today, I still find it hard to grasp straws about my results. Fuck that. How I managed to screw up like that, I dont know. I suppose nurture does beat nature in the end afterall. Or at least come close. Now that I've learnt my lesson, an invaluable one too. Uno, probably affect me for my entire life.

That's all folks

Good Night

2009-01-13T07:57:00.003+08:00

Amongst the happy faces all around me, I stood out.

Definitely did. In fact I disappeared. Upon hearing gayish shrieks with thumping footsteps as Samuel Ang got his results, I dreaded for mine.

And this time, my intuitions did not leave me, neither did my feelings. However I managed to hold everything behind my crumbling fortress I did not know.

Yes, the infamous confident persona is no more.

Fuck you.

That's all folks

Good night.

backwarddog.

2009-01-08T12:02:00.002+08:00

Hello you bunch of e-doods covertly stalking on my blog rushing my return.

I'm back!

Happy New Year to all of you!

Well yes. New Year brings change. Change! I've been thinking about changing my blognick and all since about the time I started it. Well it's kind of childish. Everytime you look back to what you've done before you think, " hey man. that kinda sucked". But you loved it anyway. I did. For a while.

Anyway, speaking of change. We've got Barack Obama! Well that's kind of late. Technically "last year" stuff. Well it's still change, and inaugaration's not yet, so currently we've still got the Darwin Award winner Bush in control. Fella must've been a Dodgeball player in High School. Not a pun on his dodgy behavior, but his ability to dodge a Size 10 shoe in about 0.1s! And with all politicians, you know.

Barack Obama. He's the big brother now. First black president and all. Still, couldnt' half believe it when I first knew he was from Honlulu, Hawaii. Like, if he was a white guy, he'd have more chance winning the Olympic Bronze in Gymnastic than being the next POTUS! But fair deal to him, did what Colin Powell couldnt. First Black President. I'm proud of him too. Perhaps 8 years later they'll have their first Yellow President too. Hillary, take a backseat.

Have myself more pressing issues ahead now. So volume of this post is substantially shorter than what I normally do. See ya lads.

That's all folks

Good Morn~

PHENOM IIs!

2008-11-07T08:27:00.002+08:00

well well well.

Hello everyone. I'm awarded freedom as of 12th november 2008. Temporal freedom if you want to call it.

Looking around me, i find that there's much change that has went through over my relatively short period of time on this cesspit called earth.

4 years ago, or rather 8, the world was going crazy!

the best rapper was a white guy, the best golfer a black guy, the tallest guy in the nba was a chinese, the swiss held the american cup, France is accusing the US of arrogance, Germany doesnt want to go to war, and the three most powerful man in the US was called Bush, Dick and Colin!

Now then, the world was fucked up, right there.

Well it isnt much of change now, but change will be coming, as Obapa said. Look, I like this guy, that I will have his babies for breakfast, lunch and dinner. bB

But sometimes you just have this feeling that something will be abrupt here, like assasination or armegeddon, whatever rocks your boat. Speaking of Armegeddon, I must admit here, I sniffed during the movie. Well it was for a relatively short time, doesnt stop me from feeling gayer. Still, could you resist your salt.h20 if Bruce Willis was dying? I dont know, maybe I have a certain affinity with that baldy.

Alright. I gotta finish up my icecream before it drips all over my crotch.

That's all folks

Good morning!

2008-09-27T05:31:00.000+08:00

Well.

I guess I'll be starting anew this coming November then :)

2008-09-15T20:48:00.002+08:00

Oh well.

Not exactly the kind of response I asked for is it.

Anyway. yeah. Just finished prelims. Well, finished isnt exactly the word to use. Afterall I have 5 papers left snapping my ass from behind. God knows why you fall sick when you dont sleep for a really long time. Had a really really fun and exhausting weekend, despite staying at home most of the hours. Well, why is it fun and exhausting, you ask? (That's not going to be divulged)(did i spell it right?)

Okay. moving on. well. it's actually the career seminar or something tomorrow. the name does not tell all actually. it's more of jcs and polys coming in to try their best to wrench us away from our dream schools. weird how there was so many raffles read out today, yet raffles junior college was omitted. Raffles Design, Raffles bla bla.. Haha. I guess in their massive failure to get raffles junior college to come and speak to us, they tried the other less famous raffles', to get us impressed and all. well guess what. WE ARE NOT.

haha. i guess that's a little harsh on them. reading an old book now. kinda scary when i first read it. hey you say, you're a guy, shouldnt be afraid of an old dead part of a tree. well you read it for yourself. It's called Heart-Shaped Box by Joe Hill. That's his pseudonym by the way. He's really brilliant. Scared the shit outta me. haha it was much needed actually.

Stomach problem all throughout chem paper. throughout the week actually. details, well. you can get it from me when you feel queasy, but not queasy enough to vomit.

Alright. see ya folks

Good night.

2008-08-27T18:07:00.002+08:00

Alright alright you people. Settle down.

I doubt I'll be posting about Manchester any time soon. think it has slipped off my mind already. But if I had 3 words to describe it, it would be "need more words".

Fantastico. Manchester was. In fact I think I find Singapore more foreign than Manchester, or UK so to speak.

Well. If I had to blog about my life here again I think I'll be losing more of the vile untagging readers ( yes all of you!) that are reading this right now. Which are thinner than the hair on my scalp. I think I'm balding, well maybe it's due to the fact that I accidentally pulled out alot of hair. And my penchant for thin-style haircuts.

I just read some old msn chats from last time, especially Secondary 3. Wow. I was such a character. Really. I can't remember how I was last time. Well, at least I had time to do things and such last time, now it's just dy/dx, Hitler's missing testicle and Chinese B3s. Yes! B3!

It reflects greatly on how I'm not a very Chinese Chinese person. Everyone in my family got A1 at first shot, or second anyway(don't worry SK you're still my bro).

Yeah. Wanted to talk a load of crap about Table Tennis and Gao Ning. And the China population at large. Probably get me arrested under the I.S.A(not international soccer academy by far) and thrown into a jail, escaping in 10 years time from a toilet bowl.(not window this time).

Maybe I'll talk about it next time.

See ya lads.

Long long later.

2008-07-26T04:12:00.000+08:00

Hey everyone!

This is me writing from Man Utd now.

Man. Finally got to use the computer after so long. Hahah.

Training was fantastic and I made many new friends. Among them Drogba and Nani!

Yeah. Dropped my phone in the toilet though. Now it's like royally screwed and all. Hahaha.

Alright. Blog again when I reach home.

Good night from the UK!

That's all folks

2008-07-09T12:50:00.001+08:00

Alright guys.

I've decided to start my 30days planner here.

Yeah. In the wide public, so that should I fail to achieve my goals after that 30 days, you guys can laugh at me all you want.

My first goal, of course, is to complete 100km in the 30 days that I have here, which is from today, July 09 to August 09, National Day. Yeah.

My second goal, is to go to school(haha) every single till for the next 30 school days. That's going to be really difficult for me, but I hope I'll achieve it yeah.

I'll be posting my results at least every single week.

yeah that's all folks

I'm leaving for Manchester from the 19th to 26th.

Haha

Good morn~

Last week.

2008-06-18T21:33:00.002+08:00

Wow.

It's a really boring title I conjured up this time. Have to admit that I'm really running out of that spark that brought me to life a few years back.

Seems missing. Haha. You know something's wrong when you can identify with Creep.

Well. I had camp.

Monitor Board Camp. Can't find any pictures around.

Shall list it in my adolescence-like way, perhaps I'll get that spark back.

Day 1

Wow. God knows where did the underline option go to. Anyway.

I had a match in the morning of that day. Haha. Shall not elaborate on that. The main focus is on the camp.

Went to the camp expecting nothing much. Nothing at all actually. Thought just to get some CIP hours. Be satisfied. Perhaps get some fun.

The first moment I stepped into school our friendly neighbourhood "I-shall-report-you-to-DM-because-you-did-not-lock-the-door" guard sort of ran after me. Ow. Music's too loud. Hold on a moment. Okay. Yeah. She made me sign my name on a list. Wow. I've been absent for so long.

Perhaps I should blog more regularly. Losing the touch, really. Okay. Stepped right into the school compound. Guess what I hear. A loudhailer screams in the air. "Damn early hor siyuan".

Haha. That was in front of everyone in camp too. Talk about a grand entrance. This was a loud one, literally. Joined my group. Completely dont' know anyone there, except for So'if, whom I've talked to like, once or twice only? Another Art-Club "member". We're just there for different reasons, art club that is, other than the pure interest of the form of art in modern and old perceptions and love for it.

Sort of introduced the team to me myself, with myself pointing and cueing them to introduce themself. Haha. That's a weird way of introduction and planting my stand in their group. We're Bolly Bolly, btw. Had a rare stoning moment. Comes alot of times this camp though.

Haha. If you're a constant and avid reader of my blog you would notice that there's certain words I tend to repeat. Well. If you're crazy enough to read it that many times anyway.

Anyway, we had some handball game soon after introduction. Haha. Loved it. Sports is probably the best way I can express myself. Languages fail me. I think I'm dylexsic. Anyway, I can't remember what happened after that. Had more sports games after lunch, this time against the other groups. Shaggly time. Can't really post about what I feel though, the blog is a public diary. That's as good as saying I'm shouting out to everyone of you right now, instead of a private storage of my deepest evil ideas, thoughts and plans. Muahahaha.

My group members were fun. Really. Well. they're not what i expected them to be. I had no expectations in the first place, remember? haha. If I had to use a word, only a word to describe our entire group, it was probably BollyBolly. Someone should register that word. Perhaps it'll come out in a dictionary someday years after I die. I hope to be credited with it. That way I'll not have lived in an insignificant way.

They seemed to all be very bothered by my ghostly tales. Like really very bothered. Haha. During the night scene amazing race, I swear they were all shaking and if I had a beat-o-metre it'll definitely register something in the high 200s.

Little tired from all these postings.

perhaps I'll continue.

That's all folks

Good Night.

2008-05-23T22:11:00.001+08:00

Haha. More to go

French intervention?

My personal favourite. Haha

2008-05-22T23:31:00.002+08:00

The Man Utd - Chelsea game in pictures and captions.

Look. Essien's waist. Look Gabs! haha

England's Captain? Nah he wouldnt't do that.

Um.. so.. who touched him?

Ooh. Excellent diving tackle by John Terry.. Oh wait..

Dreams

2008-05-03T01:45:00.003+08:00

This is a really uncharacteristic post by me. But I think you'll see more of this in the coming days.

I really feel a need to write this. it's been inside me for a quite a while.

You see, everyday, when I'm on the train, or the bus. I see the faces of many people. Everyone seems to be in their own world, those alone anyway. I see the faces of students, housewives, business people, workers, maids, and people who just dont' have anything much to do.

I see the same face all the time. It's always the same. Accompanied by the monotonous "brring" by the bus, or the high pitched screech by the train. I see in their faces, a life as boring as the bus. Start of day, earn some money, maybe get into a little drama. End of day, return home and sleep.

Are you, my readers, really content with your life? I'd bet with you, bar abuse and some unpreventable stuff, you were content with the first 7 years of your life. Then, you could do anything you wanted to. And you carried this childish behavior to your first touch of real life, society. And I mean childish in a positive manner. It really isnt' bad being childish actually.

There always seems to be a rare case of a bright and shining one on the commuters I see. No this isnt a reference to Stardust or any shows. But they actually fulfill something, that day anyway. Or they realize what is important to this topic I'm talking about today. They actually achieve it, part of it anyway. They achieve their dreams.

Everyone has dreams. Everyone. It just pains me to see dreams getting dashed. I won't want mine to be. It's like, someone's taking your imaginary lollipop away. One which you have been savouring for quite a while. Having this feeling it's going to come to you soon. And hit the wall which is reality. However, does it have to be that way all the time? Look around you, some people say " Dreaming is the first step to achievement". Or "Without dreams, life wouldn't be the same".

And I emphasize on the last one heavily. Without dreams, your life will be dead. And I really mean it. You wouldn't have much of a purpose to live on, at least on a non-religious way now. I really dont' want to post it on my viewpoint as a Christian, as I feel that it would mess up with what I want to say, and probably there would be some bias.

One day, everyone of you should go get a look at yourself. Have you achieved your dream? Pursue it. Pursue it relentlessly if you still can. That's what the older and wiser ones always say. And it isnt a coincedence that everyone seems to sprout the same rubbish. Unless some people silenced the rest.

I shall talk about the brick wall everyone faces now. That is, whether you were born with the "materials" to create the "building", which is what you want, what you desire, what you dream of. Some people have told me, if you weren't born with it, you probably can't make it. Well. From that ideology, you're looking at a maximum potential capacity viewpoint. That means there's a limit in which you can go to, and that limit differs from people to people. You can't change it, medically, surgically(are they the same thing?) or spiritually. Though some claim that you can actually ask for it.

Then there's the other viewpoint, which the major sports brands, and those who actually made it try to sell to us. Look, I'm not for any side of the conflict between the two points. They seemingly claim that with hard work, and I mean really hard work. Work that pushes you to the point where you seem to lose focus on everything, but your work. Where you push your body to the limit, close to death. Now that's hard work. Where you do repetition after repetition, where a thousand seems look like one. I really want to believe in that.

I really want to. I know that I havent' even reached my MPC(maximum bla bla). I want to know that my potential is boundless. I want to know my progress will not be halted. There will not be a plataeu. And If there is, it's just a temporary rest stage, where I will shatter through and emerge the better. I really pray for that.

Whichever ideology is right, I wouldnt know. Until I have achieved something, or come to a sudden realization, shout Eureka and run into the streets naked.

But however, to all who are reading, I urge you to pursue your dream. Because you stand to have nothing to lose. When you work for something, it really isnt' the end product that profits you the most, it is the process. Where you build your character, and everything.

Right now, I am trying to do so. Character building is really hard. Really really hard. Especially when you have a foundation made of paper.

That's all folks

Good Night.

2008-04-28T22:16:00.001+08:00

Hahahaha

I can't believe they really selected me. I thought it was just some random thing that had no chance of getting on.

Kena suaned by the entire school today.

Mr Lee came in and suaned me at least 6 times today. "Oh we got a model sitting at the back" =.=

Lols. Then people around me this morning were so noisy. Haha. Still kinda shocked.

Black spot on a red day today. Some sec 1 reckons I pushed him when I didnt even see him at all. Case of dwarfism? Guess so.

Haha thanks guys.

That's all folks

Good Night

2008-04-18T00:05:00.003+08:00

Motivational.

Haha. I just can't stop laughing at some of them.

That's all folks

Good Night

2008-03-16T17:28:00.001+08:00

Well well.

It's nearing the end of my life already. Well not quite my physical life. But my life in Zhonghua. Can it be described as hell? Well I sure would when I was missing school that much. Well, I do "miss" school in a way people called "pon".

But thinking about it, it'll take like.. few more months before everyone gets real busy to notice each other. Sooner or later it's the climax of the entire school life. The point where everyone gets really nerdy, starts fussing with rubik's cube and trigonometric equations.

Alright maybe not everyone, just my class. Haha.

And yes. My birthday's over~ My first "pillar" too. Bet some of you are wondering what a "pillar" is. Well, the experince is never complete unless you get a practical crash course of it. And my. It really crashes. It is like a tradition in secondary schools with guys around. It involves the mashing of a certain something against a "pillar", which nowadays becomes "poles" actually. It should be called Polling. Well not voting.

Haha. And Singapore just drew against Australia and beat Lebanon. I think it's the becoming of great things, or it's just really really tyco against those two teams. Singapore, by right and the punter's guide, should not have been that great. The odds against Australia was a freaking 7:1. And Lebanon 1:3.

The heat for Mas Selamat has died down. People come and go, just like the Edison scandal. They arent' consistent at all. I know where Mas Selamat is. I've said so many times. Why doesnt anyone ask me? He's teaching me History! Haha okay enough of that nonsense. But honestly, where can he be? I'd say he is definitely not in the heartlands anymore. With the reward package the Police has offered, that guy can't go anywhere without being noticed. Hell, I've seen aunties carrying investigation gears and wearing those big big "Wisely" glasses. I wonder why the Singapore Pools or underground bookies haven't started a Mas Selamat bet. There would be even more people searching for him if there is such a thing.

Alright. He really isnt that interesting anymore. Back to me! The interesting one. haha. Okay. I just went to the gym today with Joel. Btw, if you did notice, this post is actually posted over several days, with many different paragraphs signifying different days. Too busy to post one day one la. Haha.

Alright. I gotta end soon. Chinese essay. Ugh.

That's all folks.

Good Night~

2008-03-02T00:41:00.003+08:00

Mas Selamat.

Haha. The guy who just ran away from a "heavily guarded" toilet. He's also a "Singaporean" by official papers, an Indonesian who went on to become Singaporean. Now let's get this straight. Who the hell let him in to Singapore in the first place and actually allow him to be a Singaporean?

Don't we have stringent checks on such things? The ICA is definitely letting every Chow, Muhammed and Eswaran into the country. I'm not trying to criticize anything, it is just my viewpoint, that's all. Don't arrest me under the ISA(not the other ISA), I'm not threatening National Security.

But on a lighter note, doesnt that guy look like someone? Well. Please do take this as a joke, but I think Mr Hazry is a terrorist. O.O Haha. It really does look like him. I was so surprised by it. When I first read the papers, I saw the portrait photo of him. And *ting*, history time.

I really hope that Singapore do arrest him quickly, or it'll really become a farce in the reputation of a strong, disciplined security we have here. I dont' know if I actually used the word correctly, but you nobs know what I mean anyway.

Well there's talks that actually someone helped him in the way, how do you actually escape from Singapore? Impossible it seems. Escaping from a toilet? That's even weirder. Shouldn't some one actually accompany him into it? Handcuff him and let him have the other hand? Don't they have some toilet drill of some sort? Is it really that easy to escape from a heavily guarded detention centre? I believe that it's really hard.

There's a way to lure him back. Publicly announce a huge bounty on him and I can tell you every Singaporean will be wearing their very own CSI caps and start dusting every fingerprint and mikasiling every footstep. The recent rise in everything has worsened the gap between the rich and the poor. Everyday I read the papers, there'll be news of a really really poor family in Singapore, and on the next page, Singapore kids can't decide how filthy rich they are. Disgusting it is.

That's all folks

Good night.

Don't arrest Mr Hazry.

2008-02-24T20:17:00.003+08:00

Hello people. Haha.

I'm sorry. Rather busy these few days.

This year has been the shits. Literally. It's like having diarhorrea. Well. I dont know how to spell that. Don't really bother either. As long as you understand it's the condition where the shit literally drips out of your arse and leaves your legs wobbling like a jelly erection.

That's all folks

Good night

2007-12-25T01:11:00.001+08:00

Merry Christmas

it's not so merry after all.

2007-12-14T00:54:00.000+08:00

Alright people.

It's currently 12:55am now, and I'm engaging a fight with my room. It's just like I Robot. Well, my room has gathered enough intelligence to actually stop listening to me, and things are not where they are. Haha. I have nothing to do with it, really. I think it has to do with my neighbourhood "Xiao Qiang".

Well. I can't resist using the word "Well". Think about it, what's so unique about the word anyway, besides it being a unique beacon of mine. I got to search for substitutes for it. Or I'll stick with it. Being human, I'll take the less resistant course. Haha, just like batteries, or anything in nature. However, it is that special point that makes human, Humans. We tend to go the extra mile, just to condition ourselves to the greater obstacles ahead, or just being plainly sadistic.

I have yet gathered much Christmas gifts yet. I only barely scrape 3 digits in terms of monetary funds. I still have alot more to go. Gonna start work at Al Dente Pronto on Mionday. I will work hard! Haha. But I can only get my pay on the end of January? That's a lot of money there. Haha.
I think it'd be enough for me to recoup everything, and probably manage to see a healthy green too.

Alright. I'm off playing PSP.

My class chalet's coming soon. And I haven't gotten it yet. Uh oh.

2007-12-13T19:16:00.000+08:00

hey. there is two people bloggin in this post. (: hahas..

Haha. This is me. I'm Si Yuan. From the style of the writing I think it'd be pretty obvious you know who's who.

today we went to buy some telephone at sim lim square and i'm lik totally shocked by how fast his aunt buy the telephone la. she is totally amazing. she jus went to the shop saw the phone said it was nice and paid for it. lik whoa!

Oh. It's my turn already. When switching over to me, I sort of assaulted her coconut. Don't get the wrong idea, although it's hard not to get the wrong idea. Haha. But at least make an effort to not think in the left sense. Haha. Do you really want to know what Coconut is? Well.. It's filled with something soft and squishy.. I know you horny lads out there are getting the wrong idea again. Tsktsk. Please, try to refresh your minds, and get a cold drink to stop the "steaming". It's not what you think it is.

man.. i think tat sounded lik really wrong. WAIT. coconut is really not wat ur think. he is merely insulting my brain. man. the sadness. he tinks my head is filled wif water la. how insultin is it?! oh well. no choice.. lols. tis post is lik so messy.

Well. She's looking at the lint cloth now with concentration alike of a man pulling a truck with his teeth. Woah. First time I've seen that from her. She's looking at how to wipe the screen and how to spray water on the cloth. Amazing! She said "Eh heh", when she saw what I typed. What does "Eh Heh" mean, readers? Well, "Eh" is often used as something to call people from afar, for example, calling your friend at the streetsoccercourt, you'd normally "EH!", and all of them would look at you. Haha. And "Heh", well, is just a sound of laughter that is pure weird. Who laughs "Heh heh heh". It's like calling prawns. Haha. She knows. o.O Shocking! So, is she calling prawns? Cos she said, "Eh, Heh" Woah. Cool. She neeeds to pee.

That's all folks

Good 7.30 Night.

i love her~
o.O me too. (i love him too)

2007-11-23T04:16:00.000+08:00

Alright.

Start of a new post.

This post shall not be dark, except for where it is dark. I bet most of you can't understand me. Me neither. Okay.

I shall not use real-names here, in case they decide to turn around and sue poor me. I am already broke because of them.

Moonhub, a major internet provider here in Singapore, is cheating your money lads. Have any of you mooners(Lol!) actually notice that your internet is getting slower every hour? Well, dont' be surprised it is actually a clever marketing scheme by Moonhub. They claim to provide you with 6mbps, 12 mbps or 100mbps of speed, but they're only giving you a fraction of it.

But Si Yuan, doesnt connections to internet outside of Singapore become a fraction of it? Yes, of course. As a rule of thumb, it is actually 1/8th of your real connection speed. However, by a fraction, I meant they fractioned that fraction of yours, making it 1/64. In fact, I think I'm quite accurate.

See, a 6mbps connection / 64 would make it around 94kbps from the top of my head. And guess what, Moonhub is bring us back to the era of the 56k. 94kbps is actually very near 56kbps in nowadays technology. We're talking about megabytes, gigabytes and terabytes already. I find myself paying $60 a month for a 56kbps connection. Fantastic. I'm thinking of hopping over to Singnet. Well. It's not much better, but I can gurantee myself a smooth surf of the net. Like a big shiny red Singapore-laden(nothing to do with that terrorist) surfboard.

It's giving me either an Ipod Touch or Laptop too!

But it does have trust issues. It gave out many names during the oDex saga, which is rather shite. Speaking of trust issues.. Well.. Maybe later.

Let's talk about recent stuff.

Woots. I know it's rather uncharacteristic of me, but i actually mugged the whole night at Stanley's house. Well, it's more of, "I-couldnt-sleep-because-stanley-is-dark-can't-see-him-at-night-i-fear-for-my-safety."

Well. Something like that. haha.
Anyway, when I reached school, I was in a rather drunken stupor. No, chicken essence don't make me drunk. Lols. Hmm. Anyway, I finished the test, which looked more like a copy from the Ten Year's Series.

Wow. Lazy teacher and big fat pays. Just like Steve McClaren, who led England to crashing out of the European Championships(no team to support next June). What a tough job. It's really hard to not qualify in a group that consists of Israel, who gave them a lifeline, btw, and Al.. something ra and Macedonia. Fantastic. I would have found it hard too. He gets 2.8million pounds too( around 8.4million in Singaporean currenncy)

After that, I met laopo and we headed to the childcare centre. Where my volunteer work would begin. And half a nightmare too. Oh well. I was assigned to Group Blue. Upon my entry, I started introducing them, without introducing myself. I think the best way to get a child's attention is to actually hold a yarn ball in front of them as if they were cats. I know many won't get this analogy. But I dont' really care.

Ok. The kids were, controllable, but irritating at times. When they sort of don't listen to you, it's rather irritating. But when they're at their crazy-selves, it's quite funny. It makes you remind yourself about the older times, where you played with your friends in kindergarten, how you pulled their chair for them, when they were sitting down..

And watch them fall on their arses. Then get a scolding from Ms Chen, who's probably why I don't like Chinese. Haha.

Yep, they sort of like me, I guess. They tugged me here, and tugged me there. And really listened to me when I said that I was leaving if they didnt. Wow. Haha. Then they took me as a tug-o-war toy, and made me into a tree. Then they made me sit with them during lunch, which was a tough job, because I had a whole big table.

One funny thing, Haha. When I went over to the other side, which was laopo's group, there was one boy who said, "Shuai Ge". Laopo asked him who was it, and it was me. Lols. Cool~ Jesslyn demanded that they call her "Mei Nu". Which was not very nice. It's as if teaching the kids to lie (=P) Haha.

After that, I sent her home and that's all, I guess. I was quite chagrined with someone while walking to the bus stop. It was really insensitive.

Okay.

I guess that's all folks

I'm looking forward to the class chalet!

Good Night.

:)

I've given you my trust once. lost it. I decide to break the record and give it to you again, and decide to play two-head snake with me. I shall not have any reaction, or do anything to it. that'll just make it look as if I'm the lower party, which I guess would be what you want. I abhor conflicts. I loathe to be bitten at the back either. never looked like it was for christ sake or anything. Looked more like you are trying your best to persuade her to break up with me. Over and over again. Good job man. You tried your best. Deserve a pat on the back. now stand proud and walk with your head high and your chest out. Well done. You deserve it (:

2007-11-21T02:55:00.000+08:00

Hello.

I'm supposed to be studying for my Chemistry re-exam now and it's 2:56am. And I'm still 3 chapters away. 2 books to complete. 10 notes to revise.

I'm screwed, I guess.

Well. Some people are really "two-headed snakes". I shall not start on a dark post, but being a homo sapien, you'll be, what they call it in layman's term, "back-stabbed" at least once or twice by the more ambitious ones. Opportunists. I'll call them. It's pretty a pretty positive term used on a negative subject.

That's all folks

Good Morning.

you won't even know.

2007-11-16T01:14:00.000+08:00

Well.

I reckon I should be back posting now and now. I have not been fulfilling what I have said I would do. Yeah.

It's the holidays. My kind of day. If nothing else, I would rather be lazing around all day long eating cheetos and.. Uh oh. That kind of brings my mind back to a certain funny arrangement of a few hundred words which I read. It has the words, orange, cheetos, doctor and. Well, that's enough clues for you to find out already.

I know, I'm losing my wit. Bit by bit, I lose my wit, become a git and lay in a pit. That wouldn't be exactly what I look forward to. The ultimate level of procrastinating, lying in a pit all day long. It wouldn't be surprising if I manage to get a tan and smell of stone and mud. Let's just hope it doesnt rain.

Okay, I dont really know where I'm getting at. Am I slowly becoming a Bickford Shmeckler? Well, that guy managed to get people to have "braingasm" just by reading his ideas. Am I feeding you with "braingasm" now, my readers?

Would you want more of my random thoughts and ideas here? Or what actually happened to me this month?

That's all folks

Good Night.

2007-10-15T20:57:00.000+08:00

Alright.

Due to popular demand.

I'm back blogging!

Yay. Lol.

Okay. Cannot really blog about today. As it would have been too revealing and it would get me into a little trouble. And get someone into some as well. Just say it's a very heart-thumping, close shave experince today. Yeah, it's that good. And of course it's a long long bus ride.

Well. Anyway. I earned a bolster today anyway. Haha.

Exams are finally over. I expect everyone would expect me to post my expectations and how I fared for the expected exams. It's a rather expected result from an expected person with expectations that expect little. Moreover, others expect him to not expect any expectations to be expected, for some expected reason.

And I actually understand. Lol. Oh well. I'm posting crap again. It's rather expected if you're reading it. Okay. Shall stop the "expects".

Hmm. Gotta send my phone to repair soon. It's been in a bad condition and my warranty is running dry. Speaking of dry, the black pepper noodles this morning prepared for me was rather dry as well. But it was nice. (: I'm speaking the truth. And I can see lots of photos. Okay that was random, but it makes sense. To maybe about 1 or 2 people?

There's actually school tomorrow. I can't believe it. They should extend Hair Raya all the way to next week. Hello. It's their New Year. Show some respect government. I wouldnt mind missing school for them. You talk about Racial Harmony and stuff, yet you give the Chinese 1 week, and the Malays 1 day? What the hell. That wasn't a racist remark. Dont' sue me. Or drag me to jail. Or post my name in public. Please. *shivers sarcastically*

Went out with Sherman, Stanley and Raylia today too. Was actually searching for a bag for Stanley, but instead we went to donutfactory at "donut park". Due to the gullibility of Raylia, "Donut Park" became a realistic place that lies at the end of Suntec City Mall. It took a while for her to realise, after walking past Donut Factory again and again and again.

Donut Park is shaped like a donut, with the hole being a mega fountain, which is the Fountain of Wealth. How wonderful it is. I wonder where it is. All the donuts in Singapore are produced from there. And when it's raining the donuts get soggy and moist. Lol. That's a hell lot of crap we conjured out today and I think I barely scraped the surface.

There's also the usual "Where's Stanley" joke, started all the way from the lorry ride in Kel's lorry. Lol. I feel for him. But it becomes quite a habit for me already. A good habit. haha.

Also. I wonder who's the new Jamie. Or is it the same one? Hmm. I have a shortlist now and I know I got it correct. But he just wouldnt' tell me for fear of.. um.. teletubbies I guess. Okay that's worst than the motion that Stanley isnt actually.. you know.. I know.. I dont' want to get arrested.

Okay I think I will post as soon as I'm free again.

That's all folks

Good Night

hug your bolster to sleep la. lols.

2007-09-12T20:57:00.000+08:00

Well.

When was the last time you did something for the first time?

Something which you might enjoy. Something you effectively would do again. Well. I can. How should I term it as. Hmm. It's rather weird. In a way. I thought that I would actually chicken out of it. Well. I actually did the reverse.

Having low expectations of yourself sometimes is rather good. Even if you did not do it, you wouldn't feel so disappointed. But if you did it, well. Fantastic job then. Bet you want to know what is it that I have done. Well. I won't tell you. Though I might let it slip in a purported manner. I dont know if I used it right.

Well. Gotta wipe the lipstick marks on my mirror. Lol. Alright. Maybe not. Whoever practises doing that is rather stupid. They say it comes with a package, which gives freebies like.. Oh well. Can't be too revealing can I. *winks*

Did anyone feel the tremors? I sure didnt. Well. My neighbour's wine smashed. And yet the greatest tremor I felt today was when I let out the biggest dung ever. It was definitely anal-splitting. And it felt dead good. Oops. Getting a little explictive.Man. I felt like I lost 10 kg with it. Wonder if I shat out my lungs as well. Feeling a little out of breath these days. Perhaps I should return?.

That's all folks

Good Night.

Shall go delifrance. To learn french.

2007-08-19T20:51:00.000+08:00

Alright guys.

As promised, I'm blogging again.

Well well well. Looks like our residential cunt has come and gone. Well. Dont they all.

Alright. Went to the fireworks festival yesterday. China. Damn. Not the best I've seen, but still remarkable anyway. We snagged a pretty good spot too. Didnt manage to take pictures or videos, but managed to whisper. Whatever that means though, doesnt really concern most of you readers.

Then after that, went to Seba's house to sleepover. They were all tempting me with alcohol. But with an iron will, I refused them. Yay. Though the 7-11 auntie was a little(understatement there) guai lan. Must say that he stays in a very strict house. Anyway. Happy Birthday Gareck. Or how ever you spell your name.

Okay. Went home after that. Found out that Kel has dinner commitments. So decided to stay at home afterall. Finished all my homework. Yay.

Now I'm supposed to be studying about India's friendly neighbour, our major crab exporter, the city of gunfights and tigers, Sri Lanka.

I wonder why Social Studies is about Sri Lanka. I mean. Shouldn't I be studying more about Singapore, than worry about other countries? Do we really need to learn from their histories to create our future? Wont' digging more closely to our latest issue be more of a pressing point?

I shall digress all these into a 999 page dossier, send them to the ministry of education. Perhaps they will revise their current policies and people like us wont' have to waste our brain cells anymore. It's rather precious.

Oh yeah. On another note, Huiting is in love with Zhi Xiang. If you can spot the irony, no prize can be collected. Visit her blog to see more.

I think I'll be ending shortly. Rather sad to do so so quickly. But I really have to study about Tamils, Tigers and Sinhas soon. Oh well.

Yesterday was rather great.

That's all folks

Good Night

sarang haeyo~

2007-08-14T20:00:00.000+08:00

Alright.

I shall start my message proper.

Dear Cunt.

Are you leaking? Well. Don't be. You're acting like a fanny(do search the dictionary here). Well. You always are.

Well. You wont be able to believe how many people have told me exactly the same thing. And said not to bother with someone like you. Hmm. Wonder how that sounds.

So your "acting nasty" is fabricating lies. Well. I bet your parents must be proud. "Oh. My son weaves lies and cooks tales." Wonder if tales are actually delicious.

And so far, whatever you've done, I've decided to uphold my own morals and integrity and not do anything about it. Except of course, writing in my obscure public diary. Which, you have said, "does not bother you". Well.. I wonder who is responsible for the sudden influx in my number of views..

I bet your browser has refreshing problems.. Or there's some stalker out there waiting. Hmm. I shall make the post a bit more personal the next time round. Because my my. I still have lots to say.. But again, nothing personal or cooking of any tales. I'm not someone who stumps that low.

About my position on God, only I know. Who the fuck do you think you are? You're someone who claims "pray pray pray". But wheee. After reading the Bible as advised by someone, for some reason you have the exact opposite of Christian traits. If that's a little too tough on your mind, trying looking in the mirror, praying it doesn't crack. Preaching about something that you do not follow. I'm chuckling.

And oh yeah. I do not claim myself to be a christian. Up to today I've called myself an agnostic. Who, by someone else's word, possesses more christian character than you. And oh yeah. God is forgiving. Bet He'll forgive you. Despite the fact that you're such a big cunt. Oh wait. You're leaking again.
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Oh yeah. To all the other readers. Do not let this bother you. I'll continue my usual postage in a few.

And not to worry. I aint' losing sleep over it, unlike someone. He must have mustered all his vocabulary and grammar to finish that long tags, which I have deleted. Well. I must say. Not let it bother any of my readers. However, I have reasons to believe that he'll start dirtying my blog again. Whereby I'll have to login and delete again..

Troublesome little fucker, isnt he. However though, for those who wants to correspond to him, and let his words corrode your mind, like acid on skin, letting it crawl under your skin, and finally coming to your own conclusion, feel free to contact me. Within 5 minutes of contact with him, I can assure you'll get your answer.

Okay. Saving stuff for the next post!

Oh yeah. Btw.

10/8/07~ Will post about that next. Football post!

That's all folks

Good Night

2007-08-07T00:20:00.000+08:00

It's really funny how some people does stuff just to get what they want.

It really sickens me too.

How a person can rely on dirty tricks and tactics just to get me out of the game. How that same person can call himself a man of god.

I mean. All's fair and square. That's true. But if you have to rely on something such as spreading some stuff which is obviously untrue, you're a cunt. A Top class one too.

And I always thought you were a friend. Or something like that. Yet you had to go around my back. If you truly were a man of god. Why not just tell me in my face. Instead of making me the last person to find out.

You just had to do that, dont' you. You just had to make use of poor Stanley, who's really good-natured and possesses a heart of gold.

Honestly. If you dared call yourself a man of god, my. That's a God I dont' wish to know.

It's amazing how you "confirmed" and put me under high suspicions. I mean. Even I can't do it that good. You're probably the best in the game then. Gamesmanship, I'll rate you 10/10.

You came to me as a clean young man. Now it ends in a sour note. You dirty filthy rat.

And also. For the next person. I have to apologize slightly for what I've caused. But you were always there criticizing me. Leaving me no space to breath. What else would you expect from me. I've told you alot of times I dont' take criticism that well. Especially not in the load you drop on me all the time. If I want an encouraging friend, you're the direct opposite of it.

Though I must say, you were a good friend. And it was nice knowing you.

Driving me out of a place where I was slowly getting accustomed to. Also, getting involved in what the previous cunt is doing. Dont' you dare tell me that you have nothing to do with it. I know you do.

And also. I like the way you cry and lament to everyone how I have AP. I mean. That's brilliant. You and him. Probably the best at gamesmanship. If you can't get to the top, cheat to the top. Ain't that right.

I just had to get all this out.

That's all folks

Good Night

2007-07-13T19:45:00.000+08:00

Alright.

Hello loyal readers.

I know I havent been back for quite a while.
And I have some very good reasons for doing so. Haha.

Yeah.

well. today's supposed to be some e-learning day. well. It's stay at home day. so it's class. haha.

Oh yeah. My phone is spoilt. Damn it. After that day of soccer. But can't really blame that guy either. He didnt have much accuracy in the first place. Just "tyco"-ness. Well. time to put that black metallic guy to rest, if SE gives him the death verdict.

I find it hard to find stuff to blog about nowadays. Days have started to get shorter and shorter. Hell, I struggle to finish anything. Yet I always find time to play. Lol.

Reading some old messages and notes and chat logs I've gathered so far. Deleting and burning them. Wee. Goodbye old memories. Time to welcome the new one.

Come August, where everything starts anew.

Haha. well. I guess it's about time too.

Okay okay. Will try to blog more. Especially about the camp which is long overdue and some stuff that I've missed out so far.

That's all folks

Good night!

2007-06-12T16:54:00.000+08:00

Hey guys.

I'm baack~

Yeah. Back from 4 days of dirrrrty fun at Pulai Springs, with about 200 other people.

It was quite cool. Really. Well. Except the dirty parts. Which actually makes me want to puke right now just thinking about it. Lol. But it was fun.

Lets see. Hmm. Day One's pretty mundane. There's nothing much to write about day one. Maybe the funny introduction to the new people I was going to meet. Played some "Asshole" game on the bus. Haha. I became queen from an asshole!

But Pork Bun didnt relinquish her throne to me. That's not good.

Then we reached the resort. Had to go to function room for the icebreaking. Nothing special there. Except Abel. Who grabbed on to me throughout the entire poisonball game. lol.

I can't really remember any events that happen on that day. Except there was a group discussion. Mm. Then went back to sleep le.

I think that's all. Some of us decided to play Big 2. It was about 3-4 am then we went to sleep.

Shall blog about day 2 soon.

That's all folks

Good Night.

2007-06-07T16:07:00.000+08:00

Alright.

Back again. Haven't been posting lately. I don't know why. Dont ask me.

I dont know.

Hmm. Let's see what happened.

Yesterday I went out. Watched Pirates of the Carribbean.

Woah. We should like organize a really really big group of people wearing Sao Feng's costume and go to the Changi Airport Arrival Terminal.

Then we do the "Welcome to Singapore" thing. lol.
The movie's kind of draggy. Still enjoyable. Well. Kind of hard when you have a full bladder waiting to unload anything when there's still 40 minutes left in the movie. Lol

Well. Kind of leaving the house in 50 minutes now. Dont know what else to write.

Oh yeah. I'm leaving for 'sia tomorrow. It's kind of close to 'pore. Like 2-3 hours if Wilfred got it right. I dont know what to expect there. Searched for the site like any other self-respecting geek. The place is supposed to be a golf-resort or something. Let me not spoil my own surprise. I already discovered stuff that spoilt most of it.

Getting the runs theses days. Having to crawl to the toilet and produce industrial type sounds. If only you can imagine.

Alright. Got to run out of house.

Promise to blog more.

That's all folks

Good night.

2007-05-28T16:56:00.000+08:00

Hello hello hello.

Hold up a sec. I'm distracted by music.

Alright. I'm done. Just finished watching The Usual Suspects. Cooooool film. Just like Ocean series, perhaps even better plot wise.

Hmm. Let's see. Yesterday I went to this huge thing at the Stadium. Not as big as the Singapore matches, I must say. But relatively huge.

It was hot. Very very hot. Hot as in temperature, not bods or something. And yes, it was AWWWWFULLY boring. Meh. I dont know why. It doesnt excite me. Doesnt get my heart going. Slows it down, slowly slowly. Like water droplets slowly forming a puddle. And then, there goes my consciousness. And I became half-dead.

The thing is, I wasnt even totally awake at first. So you can imagine that how close I was to a deep slumber. Then went for supper with them after that. Ah. 105 bus missed me. I didnt miss it. Had to take a cab in the end. Waste money. Daaamn.

Don't think I'll be on for something like that anytime soon. I have better ways to shave time. What a weird way to put it. Shave time.

Hmm. Bet some one y'all are waiting for me to post some juicy details about my personal life.

Nah. Fat hope. My wall is working again. It's talking back!

That's all folks

Good Night.

2007-05-15T01:11:00.000+08:00

I'm gonna step into the bad side.

Okay.

I have just configured my photoshop again.

Went Friendster hopping.

Lol. It's amazing how some people can get so retarded.

Okay. Let's talk about today.

I got back my papers. At least 3 of them.

The day started on a sullen note, I trudged heavy footsteps as I walked towards the teacher's table to collect my EL papers.

OH! What the hell. I passed. Lol.

It got even worse during Chem. I thought I failed. Then again, I went up with a heavy heart.

OH! What the hell. I passed. Lol.

It was even more surprising during Emaths. Today is clearly my day. I should've gone to gamble or something. I would have won everything.

OH! What the hell. I passed again. Lol.

Alright. This is a bit of a pisstake.

Was supposed to go to have my blood sucked out, examined and given back to me today. But due to unconsidered fatigue, I had to excuse myself. There's no school tomorrow anyway.

Yeah. I think I'll take pictures of myself getting stabbed multiple times. With an inch thick needle. Or maybe not. Haha.

Posting at the caf has made me a little bit British-fied. That isnt' what I want, actually. I'm supposed to be very fluent in Hokkien, Chinese, and words that you'll hardly hear from your parents. And actually, I am.

Waiting for my copy of Eddie Murphy's Delirious to arrive. May be able to get some clues from that funny man. Lol. Watched Dreamgirls today, fantastic. Eddie Murphy was top class in it. Top Class.

Oh yeah.

There was photo taking today too. Funny stuff. Haha. Miss Ow combed down my hair, and went "Now I'll have to be your mother".

Then I was like. "Happy mother's day".

Lol. She gave a look of. disgust before strodding away.

Oh yeah.

Time for another chocolate post. But just not yet. I'm not ready yet.

Speaking of being ready, I dont' think I am ready at all. For those of you who knows what I'm talking about, good for you.

Well. I got to be happy with myself before I am ready. Which I am, actually. I'm contented with myself. Well. That's the guy I have to live with for the rest of my life, if I'm actually not happy with him, I'll have to kill myself.

Alright.

That's all folks.

Oh yeah.

Stop laughing you knobs.

Good Night.

2007-05-11T23:32:00.000+08:00

Okay.

Exams are finally over. damn it.

It was such a torture. Mugging 3 straight days.

It does make you a little quirky.

I can't wait to play football again. Only problem is the swell on my foot. It has become smaller, no doubt about it. But it's still a damn swell.

But still. I can still play with the lads. Although it hurt a little.

Oh yeah.

CAMPIONES~ United Campiones!

Eat that. Chelski.

Okay la.

I got a bit testy also. I believe that I've lost all sense of patience, therefore, I have become reckless.

Not reckless like a drunk Christopher Lee, but reckless in the sense that there's no consequences felt for what I do anymore.

I do feel for a need for a change. Perhaps shave my head. Or something.

I need a change.

A good change.

That's all folks.

Good Night.

2007-05-07T21:03:00.000+08:00

What else should I be
All apologies
What else should I say
Everyone is gay
What else could I write
I don't have the right
What else should I be

All apologies

Alright. That's a really nice song from Nirvana.

It's called All Apologies. I dont know why. It sorts of hits me in a way. Like I can kinda derive from the lyrics some form of "Nirvanic" crap.

Yeah. That's a new word I've formed. Can be ranked side by side with "misunderestimate"

Let's see what was on lately.

Sunday. Hmm. I went to play football with the BAY people. Man. It was supposed to be a damn friendly. So I popped in 2 panadols extra fast act. And I prayed that it would work.

it did. until the friendly turned into a hostile match after the guy who's supposed to mark me fell down twice. Lol.

I nearly laughed when he fell down. Then I remembered it was a "friendly".

Not much action, except flying 5-6 foot into the air and somersaulting.

Missed two clear chances. I'm really disappointed with myself.

I mean seriously. I feel like I've let the team down or something.

I'll be back for revenge!

Haha.

Then there's EMATHS and PHYSICS today.

Quite okay la. Not as hard as I thought it would be. Then again, I said the same for papers that I later failed.

Maybe I'm misunderestimating the papers. Hmm...

Alright.

That's all folks.

Just one last question.

What is patience?.

I seem to be losing them in a rapid rate and yet I don't know what it is.

I'm having some sort of a Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde thing. There's like two types of Me.

Which is. Me. And . Me.

Lol. Oh yeah. I'm an irritating cunt too. Haha.

Good Night.

2007-04-30T20:07:00.000+08:00

Alright.

Enough of the Boddah crap.

Lol.

I went to the polyclinic today.

Queued up and waited for at least 2 hours. Finally saw the doctor. Old man. Checked me for 5 minutes.

Just asked me questions and poked my stomach. Wow. So pro. Can find out what's wrong with me.

Singapore's Medical Level has definitely rose. Last time they used to do dental surgeries raw. Without any anaesthetic.

Then waited to get medicine. Another 1/2 hr. Surely the waiting time can shorten. I should have gone to a private clinic. It would have been 100 times faster.

Alright.

Today is really boring.

I need Ice Cream.

But I can't eat it.

Daaaamn it.

One by one.

My friends all succumb to stress. Heh.

I find eating the best way to relieve them. Next to blowing your top.

Haha. Both are quite bad ways.

I shall go for training tomorrow. Perhaps break a leg or two.

That's all folks

Good Night

2007-04-29T19:10:00.000+08:00

Alright.

Here I am.

Writing to my childhood imaginary friend, Boddah. Which really isnt Buddha.

But just Boddah. No. I'm not going to suicide anytime soon or put a shotgun to my head.

Rest In Peace, Kurt Cobain.

Dear Boddah.

This week has been the rocks. Heh. Although to be honest I dare say I put up quite a happy front.

Alright. Maybe some people got the repercussions of it. A minor bit of the blast I had.

I mean. How is it possible to feel

Guilty, yet sorry for yourself?

It's like a kidnapper going for trial, feeling guilty after seeing the faces of the family of the person he kidnapped and probably killed, but yet felt sorry for himself.

That's just oxymoronic(secret clique word).

I dont' know. Man. This is really weird.

Let me start from last Thursday.

I went bonkers for a while. Really. It was at a place in school far from people's eyes. But well. Some of my friends were there.

Man. How can I be that honest. Scratch that last bit please.

But relax. I didn't kill anyone, anything, or any bit of my skin.

Then Friday. I walked out of class!

Well it was mainly due to NTUC Aunty being seriously irritating. Well many agreed with that.

I am not to be blamed. (ever.)

Then for some reason. I finished quite a lot of Haagendazs this week already. Oh yeah.

I lost my wallet too. Bought a new one. Love the new one. But still. the old one remains etched. Ahh. Sounds gay.

I'm like those junk collectors. Although the thing is totally worthless, for some reason some part of you doesnt want to throw it away. And yet there's nothing much you can do with it. So you stuff it at one high corner in your house, hoping no one will find it.

But one day it will fall, land on your head. And probably kill you.

I went to the church today. Met some new people. Didnt quite start well. Mainly due to the mind being switched off. Switch off the phone. Hmmmmmm. I can't remember what happened really.

I played a bit of ball there. Then went with Wilfred to the interchange. Can't find my friends. So I went home grumpily. Got a new wallet. Yay.

Well. Then after that. Watched a bit of comedy. Talked a bit.

Then stuffed ice cream like mad. My sister's advice is really working. The only side-effect is the fatty stuff inside. And the cost of it. Damn it.

Now I'm wondering whether to eat dinner at home. Or go have a feast. Well. Dont' blame me. Blame the colors swirling in my mind. Oh yeah. Boddah. You ought to know. I've been thinking alot. Which is not very good, because it taxes my already very damaged brain. Haha.

Bless me on my Op. Boddah.

That's all folks

Good Night.

There's this thing called patience, what is it? Lol.

2007-04-26T00:30:00.000+08:00

Just had a 3 hour phone chat.

Brilliant.

Just in time for Chelsea and Loserpool's game too.

Beat them, Chelsea.

Then lose to us in Athens.

Btw.

Don't oversleep.

That's all folks

Goooooooooood Day.

2007-04-22T17:01:00.000+08:00

Weird is the word that can be used to describe this week.

Weird is the word.

I find myself in need of a surgery for something that is minor.

Hello. A drill in the gum. Take out the hidden trouble tooth. Then clean the thing. And leave a gaping hole.

Can't be that difficult. *shivers*

Add to that. Consistent bleeding. Unable to eat stuff for a day. And definitely the chance that my blood won't clot and I die of excessive bleeding.

Of course. That might happen. So before I die. I shall do a lot of stuff I havent done before.

Like waking up on time.

Haha. It's a really tough job doing that. I never wake up ON time. I always wake up before, or after time. On time would be like 5am sharp. I got to try that one day. Maybe I shall feign sleep when I am already awake at 4:50. Then wake up at 5am.

That'll work. Haha.

English and Chinese Paper 1 was not a breeze. But it wasnt' that hard either.

I have Social Studies and EL Paper 2 Tomorrow. God damn it. There's so much crap to memorize for Social Studies. It's like history over and over again. And guess what.

Social Studies is actually reinvented common sense. Portrayed in a very chim way.

What's the use of good leader? To run the country well la. Common sense? Duh.

Haha. I went to mug with Yi Mei, Lynette yesterday. Wen Xun went to arcade without me. Damn him. Haha.

Then throughout the thing, we were chatting and chatting. It was the first time I really mugged. Not to spectacular effect. But it's good to take baby steps.

Then after that went to eat Mos Burger. Yum. Cheese Spicy Burger.

Come to think of it. I hardly hang out with my V Gang anymore. It's almost like it's non-existent. Lol. Perhaps after the exams it'll come back in power again.

or not.

Of course. My nature is to hang out with one person only. And only one.

It feels more dedicated and concentrated.

Oh yeah. I got scammed of my 2 days time. That Call of Duty 3 was in French. Damn the group who uploaded it. Told me it was EN-SP-FR. It was just french. Can't change the language either.

Now have to wait another few days for the US one. Damnnn it.

Scammers.

I owe the library $40 btw. Lol. wtf sia.

I've got this weird feeling that my hair will be cut in a few days time. Why? Why that feeling. Hmm..

That's all folks

Hershey's post next!

Good Night.

I want to go to the arcade with you. Lol

2007-04-15T20:06:00.000+08:00

Damn.

Can any kind soul teach me how to do A Maths for Cubit and Polynomial Equations.

Pleease?

I really suck at it.

Mr Lee is teaching at an almost blinding pace. You can almost see the flame scorching from his marker and his mouth.

He's that fast.

I really cannot catch up already after 1 week MC.

Oh yea.

Still have that damn Physics report to rush.

I wish I'm still a Sec 1.

Sec 1 with long pants.

mmmm.

No stress, slack like hell. Everyday can play football.

Man.

I really wish I was still a sec 1.

That's all folks

Good Night.

2007-04-15T12:50:00.000+08:00

Fuck la. Tio jack by both sides.

Now nothing to do.

Sian fuck.

Have what fun.

Have Wank.

That's all folks

Good fucking day.

2007-04-14T11:38:00.000+08:00

I'm feeling happy.

And I dont' know why.

However, the temperature(Sean Paul!) today has made me really frustrated. It seems as though there's a fly buzzing all around my head.

Or there's something crawling up my spine and down it again.

It's that feeling.

Like there's mini-sweat rolling down your skin, but when there's actually nothing.

It's your nerves playing tricks on you really.

And those things really made me very snappy.

But hey. I'm happy. So I'm Happy, and Snappy.

It was Friday the Thirteenth yesterday. And I didnt realise it till my teacher told me about it. I was like. Really?.

There was A Maths test yesterday. It's so damn hard. Mr Lee, the guy who's fond of calling me beauty nigger practically failed me. I finished only 4 questions. Damn.

It was quite a good day yesterday. Even though it was supposed to be a really unlucky one.
Some monster is supposed to be lurking in my dreams, some are supposed to be wearing ski masks and skulking me with a machete.

But none of that happened anyway. Ms Leong did scold me, for once.

Mr Lee(the geog one) told me that Ms Ow was so close to catching me again. But I was one move faster and made it to Mr Lee first.

Dinosaur was shocked that Mr Lee didnt scold me or punish me for anything.

Then after school I played in the rain with Andrew, Zhi Xiang and Andrew's friend.

Lol. It was just messing around. Trying out tricks and stuff like that. Zhi Xiang kept fouling Andrew. Made him really pissed. Haha. Then I was seriously wet. Went around the school looking for tissue paper. There was none.

Damn it. So I went to my usual spot again( not going to divulge that, for fear of.) and dried my shirt, socks and pants on the hand dryer. Yeah. For once I was down to my boxers in school.

Alright.

I still have one A Maths assignment left. One question left too. It's so hard. I'm going to fail A Maths all the way till I graduate.

Oh ya.

Continuing my chocolate post.

The second chocolate of the day.

That is.

Fer.

Hershey's Milk Chocolate!

This one is even cheaper. Costing only $1 at my local Econ Minimart. It's not surprising that it cost only $1. It doesnt really taste nice. But some people just like it.

Milk chocolate. Taste really sweet. And by right, one should really enjoy it because it's very sweet. But most people dont' like milk chocolate.

Not because it's too sweet. But because it's too. Default. Too similar to what you have tasted in the past. I bet the first chocolate you ever ate was a milk chocolate. Yeah.

Similarity to life?. Hmm. Let's see.

Look at yourself. There must be one person. Or two who treats you unconditionally nice. But somehow, you take it for granted. Just like the milk chocolate. I dont think I'll ever miss the milk chocolate.

But somehow I wished I had one when I had only 80 cents left that day. Not being able to buy one.

You'll somehow Hui(3) Bu(4) Dang(1) Chu(1) about the person.

So cherish what you have. Be it milk chocolate or chocolate and cookie.

Haha

That's allllll folks.

Good Afternoon.

sian sian sian. screw up again.

2007-04-12T19:00:00.000+08:00

Innnntroducing..

My class botaks!

That's all folks..

Good night.

2007-04-11T20:49:00.000+08:00

Tells it all really.

Man Utd 7 : Roma 1

Hahaha.

Owned.

I say owned.!

I actually watched the classic match.

It was out of the world, really.

OUT OF THE WORLD!

Hahaha. Poo and Shitteh fans. Drown in your gloom!

Hahaha.

Alright.

let me post about some stuff.

Mr Lee is getting very racist nowadays.

He calls me a "nigger" openly in class, and bullied Aqil because he's my so called "brother".

It isnt a a crime to be tanned! Haha.

Bollywood rules. Really.

My second consecutive night watching Vasanatham movies. They have real classics there.

Will make you laugh till your abdoms start cramping.

I'm en route to become a really good student.

I'm really quiet in class nowadays, unlike the E3 days. And also I always do my work, except my E maths though. (and chinese).

I dont have much to do after school, except play footie with the lads. On a scorching hot day like this, my shoes are burning holes. I can smell the burning rubber sole. Damn.

I dont want to have a black and burnt sole, though it might fit in against the rest of the body.

Haha. I can feel the touch coming back. I'm resting balls on my feet like cushions. But my shooting. Piss poor. Come on George Best. Let your spirit possess my feet.

I shall remain true to my ambition. One step at a time. Au Heil Si Yuan.

That's all folks.

Gooood Night.

2007-04-07T20:57:00.000+08:00

Sian.

There was Napfa on Thursday.

Dreadful, really.

I skipped it. With my MC.

But went there and gloated at the people struggling with their exercises.

Hahaha.

Helped alot of them cheat too, especially at the Sit and Reach section.

The Sports Leaders are all sec 1s, so they're pretty cool about it.

God knows what'll happen if it was a sec 3.

Bon tried to cheat at SBJ. He got 100cm. LOL.

Then he tried to change it to 2.7m. But Kuang Jun found out. And he was very pissed.

Siannn.

Went to gym on Saturday. There were many many many mountains there. By mountains, I meant huge top, nothing underneath.

Must be too jacked on steroids.

One of the guy's biceps was bigger than my head!

Ahhhh.

Sian.

That's all folks

Good Night

2007-03-25T02:48:00.000+08:00

Just reading some posts by some guy really made me reflect hugely on my life.

Up till now, what have I achieved?

Fifteen years of shite. What have I done so far?

Just imagine, you are going to die in 5 minutes.

Think about what you've NOT done in the past. Not what you've done. Think about what you wanted to do, but didnt do because you were afraid. Because that part of you held you back.

Your 5 minutes start now.

Alright. Does it feel good? Now forget about all those bullshit.

Do you want to have that feeling again? No you dont.

So dont. Ever. Hold yourself back again.

If you did something, dont' regret it. It's part of a learning process.

You fall down. It hurts. You cry. You stand up and walk again.

Just the same with everything else.

Surely you've heard quotes like. Never have regret, or Live life to the fullest (^^) or things like that. That you probably think is some randomly generated rubbish from some weirdass philosopher with too much time in his hands.

I'll tell you. They are true. You only get to live once. Once the opportunity goes, it's gone man.

And the best way to learn, is through pain and failure. This may sound sadistic. But that's the only way to learn.

Do you think Muhammad Ali his first fight? (okay he may have)

Do you think Beckham won every single match of his life?

Do you think Ronaldinho completed every trick he tried? No. He failed.

No one succeeds forever.

Instead of thinking about failure. And regretting and stuff like that.

Embrace it!

That's all folks

Good Night

2007-03-20T23:09:00.000+08:00

Hey muppets.

Time for a chocolate post.

Well everyone lives a life like different kinds of hershey chocolates. I shall touch on one of them today, which is actually the Chocolate and Cookies one.

Hershey's Chocolate and Cookies

It is an exceptionally sweet chocolate. So sweet it's unbelievable that there's actually cocoa inside.

Yea. It's only $1.60.

How does it apply to life though?

Alright. Let's see. There must be some period of your life that tastes like Hershey's chocolates and cream. Some periods where it's so good-going and nice that you thought it'll never end.

But then, like the chocolate, it has to end somewhere. And for the chocolate, it ends amazingly fast. Because by the time you finished your first bite, the entire bar is almost finished.

Same case for the life. That sort of exhilaration that runs through you lasts for at most a week. By the time that time reaches, the feeling is gone already, or something bad has already happen.

That's what we call a lucky streak. No one can get lucky forever, or unlucky forever. One of these days a Chocolate and Cookies will fall into your life.

Also, note that the bitter taste after that, wanting for more of it will drive you for more of it. It'll create a false sense of anxiety when you dont' have it.

Alright. End of Choco post.
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What's this feeling. Hmm. It's a sort of. feeling.

Like.

That's all folks

Good Night

2007-03-18T20:37:00.000+08:00

Erotic Thriller

You've made your own rules in life - and sometimes that catches up with you.

Winding a web of deceit comes naturally, and no one really knows the true you.

Your best movie matches: Swimming Pool, Unfaithful, The Crush

If Your Life Was a Movie, What Genre Would It Be?

Hmmm.

You Have Your Emotions in Check

You are an incredibly stable and happy person.

Ever consider being a therapist?

You have figured out how to keep a positive outlook, no matter what.

You don't have an easier life than anyone else. You just have figured things out a little more.

Can You Keep Your Emotions in Check?

I'm surprised.

Your Five Factor Personality Profile

Extroversion:

You have medium extroversion.

You're not the life of the party, but you do show up for the party.

Sometimes you are full of energy and open to new social experiences.

But you also need to hibernate and enjoy your "down time."

Conscientiousness:

You have medium conscientiousness.

You're generally good at balancing work and play.

When you need to buckle down, you can usually get tasks done.

But you've been known to goof off when you know you can get away with it.

Agreeableness:

You have medium agreeableness.

You're generally a friendly and trusting person.

But you also have a healthy dose of cynicism.

You get along well with others, as long as they play fair.

Neuroticism:

You have medium neuroticism.

You're generally cool and collected, but sometimes you do panic.

Little worries or problems can consume you, draining your energy.

Your life is pretty smooth, but there's a few emotional bumps you'd like to get rid of.

Openness to experience:

Your openness to new experiences is high.

In life, you tend to be an early adopter of all new things and ideas.

You'll try almost anything interesting, and you're constantly pushing your own limits.

A great connoisseir of art and beauty, you can find the positive side of almost anything.

The Five Factor Personality Test

2007-03-16T21:40:00.000+08:00

Your Personality is Somewhat Rare (ENFP)

Your personality type is enthusiastic, giving, cautious, and loyal.

Only about 8% of all people have your personality, including 9% of all women and 6% of all men

You are Extroverted, Intuitive, Feeling, and Perceiving.

How Rare Is Your Personality?

Hmm.

The Keys to Your Heart

You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.

In love, you feel the most alive when your lover is creative and never lets you feel bored.

You'd like to your lover to think you are loyal and faithful... that you'll never change.

You would be forced to break up with someone who was emotional, moody, and difficult to please.

Your ideal relationship is comforting. You crave a relationship where you always feel warmth and love.

Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.

You think of marriage something you've always wanted... though you haven't really thought about it.

In this moment, you think of love as something you thirst for. You'll do anything for love, but you won't fall for it easily.

What Are The Keys To Your Heart?

Ahhh.

Your Brain is Purple

Of all the brain types, yours is the most idealistic.

You tend to think wild, amazing thoughts. Your dreams and fantasies are intense.

Your thoughts are creative, inventive, and without boundaries.

You tend to spend a lot of time thinking of fictional people and places - or a very different life for yourself.

What Color Is Your Brain?

Purple?. I thought I was yellow.

You Are Pretty Happy

You generally have a happy, fulfilling life.

But things could be a little better, and deep down, you know it.

Maybe you need more supportive friends or a more challenging career.

Something is preventing you from being totally happy. You just need to figure out what it is!

How Happy Are You, Really?

Hmmm

You Are Pretty Happy

How Happy Are You, Really?

I dont believe this. I'm a woman. SHIT

You date like you are 18 years old.

You are fairly new at the dating game and are still trying to figure out what type of guy or girl you are into. You enjoy dating around and tend to get crushes on many different types of people.

Take this quiz at QuizGalaxy.com

Good. C:

Your most appealing feature is:
Your Skin

Your best feature is your skin. Your skin has an incredible tone and is very soft. All of your friends are crazy jealous.

'What is your best feature?' at QuizGalaxy.com

Dont get jealous now.

Pablo Picasso

Pablo Picasso should paint your portrait. You are a totally unique person. You are usually the first one to adopt a new mode of thought or the latest fashion. Everyone looks up to you. You are friendly and easygoing with everyone you meet.

Take this quiz at QuizGalaxy.com

Hohoho. Picadude.

2007-03-14T19:22:00.000+08:00

She says she's no good with words but I'm worse
Barely stuttered out
"A joke of a romantic" or stuck to my tongue
Weighed down with words too over-dramatic
Tonight it's "it can't get much worse"
Vs. "no one should ever feel like.."

Any idea what song is this, knobs?. Haha.

It's quite a nice song. By FOB of course. Any self-confessed fan would know this song, and probably the lyrics by heart.

I'm not a FOB fanatic, sadly.

I went to training yesterday.

Alright, dressed in the clothes from the day before.
Converted my sling bag into a sack.

Proceeded to the station. Waited for the cunts. They arrived. In funny manner. Dressed in construction worker's clothes. Lol.

Alright. The ISA training jersey really looks like construction clothes. Seriously. Like Ah Seng Coffee Shop kind.

Hahaha. Alright. I slept on the bus, listening to walkman. They tried to wake me up, but I was sleeping too soundly. Then checked messages. Then went down the bus and headed there.

The moment I went there, I grabbed Bakheri's hat. haha. He's a baldy again~! Naplah was there too, and accused me of not turning up delibrately. =.= What the hell. Lol. Anyway, they left shortly.

The training afterwards was really really shitty. No one wanted to pass to me. Fuck those assholes. I got the ball on my own. And refused to pass to them too. I ran and ran during the training match. Oh yea.

The rain was so heavy, my boxers surely weighed a ton afterwards. Then lightning strike 3-4 times, Coach cancelled session. AHHH. Fuck. I was so close to performing.

Met a new friend, Randall. Singaporean. 18. Nanyang Poly. Hmm.

Then went home. I hate formosians. Especially formosians who keep on boasting. And talk down of other people. He should die.

Anyway.

That's all folks

I guess.

Haha.

Good Night.

2007-03-12T14:26:00.000+08:00

Sian.

Blogger has become my only refuge.

I'm so bored man.

I dont know whether to go training with Teh today, or Fang Yi tomorrow. Formosians. Screw them.

But anyways, I think I'll go for training either today, tomorrow, or Friday.

Seriously, the Holiday has become really boring. I don't like staying at home. I'd rather go to school now.

I dont' wish to comment on anything anymore. Lest my comments become the sharp daggers that I dread most.

Heh. I think I'll toughen up a little and go for all three days.

After all it's just 2 hours of hell for three days.

$15 a session.

$45 a week. Damn. I need money. I seriously need money.

Alright.

I might blog later.

That's all folks

Good Day.

2007-03-10T04:49:00.000+08:00

Hello all.

I am finally alone at the house for 2 days.

Yep.

Saturday and Sunday. Totally alone. No one will be home for these two days.

Woopee. Anyone up for a party? xD

Anyway, the ICA has finally sent me a letter asking me to go make my IC. I'm gna go take my IC photo tomorrow^^ I'm finally going to be a real singaporean. Yep. One with Identification.

Oh yea. I was feeling pretty bored one fine morning. So I took some "arty" photos.

Oh yea. This is a spooky one. Isnt it? woooOooo

This. Is a classic. I feel kind of evil taking pictures of stuff like this. But well, that's me. Isnt it?. C:

I'm kind of lazy of posting every single photo I took. There's quite alot of them. Really.

Let's talk about the week.

There was this prize-presentation thing yesterday. It was kind of gay. I mean. Ong chose me, even though I told him in his face I didnt want to go.(it's a little hard to do that, but with some training, it's easy to talk into his face) Then the next day he told me that he had already submitted my name.

Dictatorship, really. So, without really much choice, I went to the thing lor.

Then we sang really loudly for the School song part. Haha. Yep. Parents started looking at us. I couldnt really sing the chinese part. Then Mr Wong confiscated Tao Yee's name tag for talking too loudly. Haha. I never asked him what he got for punishment today.

Detention, perhaps?

Haha. Then spent some time searching for my bag, because Glenn hid it behind the chairs. wth =.= Haha.

Hot chic's really getting to my nerves lately. She can't just shut up?. Hello. Just let me sleep can?

If you need me to draw some shit diagram then wake me up. I dont have to listen to your nonsense every single second of your period. If your class was more interesting, I wouldnt' be sleeping.

So it's your fault, not mine.

Oh yea. and jianliang, thanks for the SS textbook. Unlike someone who sits diagonally beside me, who refused profusely to lend me the SS textbook for even a minute( think he'll die if I even touched it).

Then that bugger still dare to ask me whether SS hard or not. I told him, not hard, fortunately someone lent me their textbook. Classic C:

Sian. It's finally the holidays now. It's just 8 more days.^ Will I receive any presents this year?. I think I might not. Haha.

It's been so long since Christmas.

That's all folks.

Good Night.

2007-03-04T18:20:00.000+08:00

I'll start off the post with a picture.

Classic. Isnt it?

Well. United beat Loserpool 1-0. The Scousers werent' good enough. United had a man sent off wrongly, and still manage to beat the losers with a O'Shea kick.

I was actually feeling pretty shitty before that, but then suddenly the goal came, all thoughts of lonerness at first disappeared.

I was very surprised when some of my friends sent me the goal message, when my stream havent even show the goal yet. So I waited and waited. No goal. Then suddenly. Goal!

Lol.

Alright. There isnt really much to write about. I'll try my best.

Yesterday, I got pangsehed at Suntec. So feeling pretty sorry for myself, I treated myself to ice-cream. Yep. Gelare. Same spot. Weird feeling. Like choking on chicken bone. I finished my ice-cream, and walked out of the place.The sense of nostalgia hitting me like snowballs.

Hits. hurts. Goes away. Then hits again.

I took the entire same trail I did 2 month ago. Bought a knee guard. $25. Wallet's crying.

Yep. I think that should be all.

I'm feeling sorry for myself again.

That's all folks

Good Night.

so much I want to say. So little chance.

2007-03-02T23:28:00.000+08:00

I'm at a loss of finding ways to start a new post.

Then. Looking back at what I've done for the month of February, I feel pretty silly.

I guess that's what everyone get when they look back at past actions?.

You never seem to realize what's wrong until it's over.

Then you feel the regret and the feeling of shit hits you like a wall.

By then, it'll be far too late, and whether you like it or not, the boat has sailed.

I'm just writing whatever comes to my mind right now, because it's kind of cloudy up there.
I dont know if it's my contact lenses or what. But it's kind of blurr.

I must suffer from schziophrenia. 1 hour I can be ego-fested, the other can be emo-fested.

I dont know la.

The teachers' are pretty shitty.

Form teacher is being such a bitch.

I dont know why.

Comes in, scolds us for not doing one question. All of us. Even scolds those who did.

Then he goes on ranting on how we're supposed to be the top class, and how we're supposed to be in the top 100.(PS: I'm not there)

Then he goes on on how 20 people failed the Chem Pop Quiz. Hello. Less than 10?
How you teach top class when your maths so kuku? I believe you have "formed" the wrong class. Go back to your silly chemist job. We dont' want you. Seriously.

Then there's Miss Ting. Ahh. The classic. Wearing stocking to school. With sandals. Lol. I can't stop laughing everytime I see it. At first I thought she had webbed foot. Lol. NTUC Aunty, it is.
I dont know. She always wear those flowery clothes? Haha. Auntie-style I think.

Then she will also rant on how 3e2 is supposed to be the best class. I mean. You bastards streamed me in. Don't blame me for your choice. Then she always so attitude to us. Teach some stuff like want to kill people like that. Then when shihui did the diagram wrongly her faced was so red it looked like a baboon's ass.

Hole. I promised someone not to swear. I'm trying not to. It's kind of hard. Anyway. I'll fail physics again. Hopefully there'll be a review and they'll realize that they wanted to stream ShiYuan, not Si Yuan into 3e2.

I'm feeling pretty lonely in school without really anyone in class to talk to. the e6 guys are so far back. Dont' want to walk all the way there all the time.

Ah. Transfer me out, please!

That's all folks

Good Night

Sleep la.

2007-02-28T00:39:00.000+08:00

LOL.

Just read my cbox older messages.

Couldnt stop but laugh.

There was the typical.narcopletic incident.

Then there was always the irritating Bon. C:

Then there's some ppl whom I dont even know, writing stuff that I dont understand.

Then there's some weird fringed braces finally out girl.

Then there's mr vampire. Who's slow like hell.

Lol.

2007-02-27T20:33:00.000+08:00

Hello mongs.

That's the term I have affectionately given to all of you readers.

Mongs. C:

Life, seriously, are like bars of Hershey's Chocolates. Yes, wanni. I have started my chocolate speech.

No doubt it'll change the lives of many many people, and of course there would be a considerable boost to the Hershey Chocolate company.

But like every other way of hyping up things. I shall not reveal what I have written yet.

Wahaha. Pure ownage. Bet you mongs will beg me to reveal what I wrote. Fat hope guys.

I'll only reveal it, when I like it.

Bleh.

Life lesson over.
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So. yesterday. i went to art club.

Rofl. Yep. Art Club. Then we slacked there. I drew a big piece of shit. And a basketball.

Woot.

Then Wenxun Tao Yee and me. We went to the 2nd floor and watched Bounce Bounce. Lol. Then we saw contingent. Saravanan, without a doubt, was the most prominent one, followed closely by Yuting. That reminds me. That Look-a-like was beside her. Lynette I think. Then there's always Emmanuel Fan Club's 1 and only member.

Lol!

Fell sick today. Was already feeling sick yesterday.

Since there's temperature check today. Go school just to be sent home. Bit pointless. Lol.

Found out there's something wrong with my knee. Nothing that will kill me. Though.

Well. I just hope that we'll start talking like normal again. Hehe. I went overjoyed when I heard that you still havent had any. Good Good. Impossible is just possible made harder. Woot.!

That's all folks

Good Night.

2007-02-21T00:08:00.000+08:00

Hello all.

Happy China New Year, btw.

I know it's a bit late. But well. I'm known for being late all the time.

Alright.

So what's up?

Almost everyone else was very moody, it became so that it was contagious and I got infected by it. Though after a phone chat it became apparent that it was only temporary.

Most feel that I've not actually got over it yet. I dont' know that myself. Guess you'll have to let things run by itself.

Gotta control myself. I can't always talk to someone everyday. I think I'm going to stop using my phone for a week next week. That might make me learn.

I may suffer from a withdrawal symptom at first. So anyone interested in using a W810i for a week? I'm serious though. The bills have raked up to $300. There goes my AngPao.

I hope that typical.narcopletic will really grow up. Well. At least becareful when you cross the road, watch your back, and please. Do sleep with one eye open C:

My uncles and aunties were in my house just now.

They were commenting how they couldn't recognize me. I mean. Did I really look that bad during Secondary 1 and 2? Lol.

Then they thought I'd be bringing my girlfriend over to my uncle's house. Which really is huge, btw. I told them I didnt' have one. They started laughing, telling me not to lie. What the hell? Gosh;

Of course, they're funny folks. They even told me to go dye my hair again this holiday. Lol. Wow. and Really Big Red Packets too. The contents, btw, is as big as the red packet. Wahaha.

Alright.

I guess. A happy chinese new year to all of you readers. and stalkers.

That's all folks

Good Night.

No more. No more.

2007-02-17T14:16:00.000+08:00

Damn bored.

Going to play Sepak Takraw in 6 hours.

Cheers.

2007-02-15T23:27:00.000+08:00

Alright.

Today during class time, I was bored. So I did some soul-searching. Searching for the soul.

Continued soul-searching just now. Realized somethings.

Well.

You'd never appreciate what you have, until it's gone.

How do you define something good?

Well. Obviously something bad has to happen, and anything that is better than the bad stuff is good.

So having a really awful day might not be that bad after all. The next day will definitely get better.

Having a good day, however, is the worst thing you can have. Because whatever goes up, must come down.

Moving too quickly will cause a fast burnout rate.

It really depends on your attitude to view at stuff.

For example.

There was once a cancer patient, who had 3 hair left on her head.

So she said to herself, "today I shall braid my hair"

And she did, and had a wonderful day.

The next day, she had only 2 hair left.

So she said to herself, " today, I shall part my hair"

And she did, a wonderful day followed.

The next day, she had one hair left.

So she said to herself, "today, I shall have a ponytail"

And she did, of course, another wonderful day.

The next day, there wasnt any hair left.

Guess what she said.

"Well, at least I dont have to trouble to make my hair anymore".

Alright. Life Lesson over.

Class Stand.
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Today. They played so lame video. I fell asleep throughout the thing.

Went back class. Slept even longer.

Negative thoughts seeping in.

Hmm.

Something positive.

I received a present.

Hooray for me.

At least I'm not forgotten.

Haha.

That's all folks

Good Night.

2007-02-14T18:15:00.000+08:00

Alright.

*blows mike, the way Mdm Lau does*

Do i get your attention now?

Yep. Today. Is. A Big Day.

Wondering what day it is?

It's...

Total Defence Eve.

Yes, it's true.

About 65 years ago, Japan was one day away from conquering Singapore.

Alright.

It's also, Valentine's Day. Yipee.

It's also a SAD day.

I dont' mean that literally. SAD means, Single Awareness Day. And it's true.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Singles_Awareness_Day

It's typical. Single people jealous of Couples. And makes it a SAD day.

Alright.
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February 14, Valentines.

Ahh. Rose was still looking great in the morning. Took me the entire night to straighten it up again.

Went into the fridge, chocolate not melted, in great shape.

Went to school as fast as I could, and dumped all my stuff at Jeslyne's table. Alright.

I was pretty much a devil disguised in a cupid as I ran around the school merrying. One notable case was the YunSheng thingy. Well. I shan't touch on that. Memories like that are best remembered, not said.

The big surprise is, despite the huge commotion, no one came and stop us, ever. Even with all the phones out, snapping pictures, playing songs. No one. Stopped. Us. Lawls.

Alright. Typical first half of school. Then reached Recess. Ahh. Waited in class for everyone to leave. Despite 10 minutes into the recess, hardly anyone left. Bloody hell. Ahh. I sucked in a deep breath and placed the stuff nicely, to the oblivious eyes of my classmates.

I can't really remember anything afterwards, because I started getting more and more tired. I actually dozed off sitting right up. Gosh. What Upper Secondary life can do to you.

Well. I heard stuff I didn't really want to hear. I didnt' believe it the first time I heard it, but when I saw it myself. It confirmed my worst fears. I dont' know what they're going to do to him. But I hope he better have a good explanation. It's not good to let a good friendship just dissolve like this. Besides, It's going to be difficult for him to stick around in class. But anyways, it doesnt involve me. So I shall keep my nose out of it. Or my boogers will fall in.

Well. And here's a special post to someone else. I dont' give a fuck about what you think about how I play. Keep your fucking comments to yourself. Alright? Now. Get. Out. Of. My. Face. And I thought you were a good friend. Fucking Formosians.

And yes. A very happy Valentine's to all you readers.

That's all folks

Good Evening. 6:32pm.

Well well. Does it take Saint Valentine to reignite the feeling?

2007-02-08T14:47:00.000+08:00

Haha..

Hello readers!

I'm back!

Yes, it has been rather uncharacteristic of me to be that emo with my last few posts.

Well. That period of time has gone. Or at least I thought it is. Well. I got to admit. There's still some points of time where I'll go emo, well. At least those periods of time has reduced slowly.

I dont' even know what I'm blogging about. That's good.

I'm currently nursing a strained ankle. Fuck. It feels as though it's going to break soon. But luckily it has since patched up. Slowly.

Well. I guess I'm going to catch the Singapore football team celebrating their win soon. I think it'll be at Orchard or somewhere near. Anyway interested in joining me?

Oh boy. Singapore's Olympic team lost to Pakistan. 1-2. Bugger.

That's only the first leg though. I've got this feeling we'll sneak up behind them for a 3-1 win at their home turf. Go Singapore!

I just had a silent moment with myself yesterday.

I was thinking alot. What would have happened if I did this? Or did that? What is it that I want most right now? What would happen if I have that? What would happen if I dont'?

Then I realised. I have been neglecting football for quite a time. I think I'll go for training tomorrow. That is if my ankle recovers. I have lost a yard of pace, a kilometre of stamina. But I'll get that back. It's not impossible. Nothing is. When you're wearing Adidas. Haha..

Alright. I think I might just post again later. I'm off to the doc.

That's all folks

Good Afternoon.

Oh yea. Happy birthday, special person. Lawls.

2007-02-03T01:13:00.000+08:00

Hello readers.

This week has been pretty bad.

I just can't keep up the pretence that I'm okay anymore.

Well.

Let me start blogging about that fateful Wednesday. A great day though.

Wednesday 31st January 2007

Fucking average day, that day. In school, nothing much really happened. I just tried to steal some more peeks at someone whom I'm supposed to have forgotten already. Guess it's really hard to do that when you see that someone daily.

After that, another game of football against the Sec 4Ns. I must say, blisters arent' a good thing.
Went home and changed into my Manchester United jersey, and headed out for the National Stadium.

It was about a quarter filled when I reached there. The 5N ppl were already there waiting for me to arrive. Gosh how royal I was. Then Fang Yi and Co' arrived within minutes. Well. I just couldnt' stop eating. I guess stuffing myself is a method that Shi Yuan has taught me really well. It makes you full, thus you dont' feel empty anymore! Lol.

Then I tattooed my face with a Singapore flag, and there we go. Match start!

There were chants of Oleh and that Singapore song which I've forgotten the name of.

A penalty by Mustafic Fahrudin seven minutes from time gave Singapore a 2-1 win over Thailand in the first leg of the Asean Football Championship final at the National Stadium.

And while the result means that the Lions go into the Sunday’s second leg with a one-goal advantage, the match will unfortunately be remembered for the farcical scenes in the closing stages when referee C Ravichandran – and there is no other way of saying this – lost the proverbial plot.

For the Malaysian allowed the whole Thai team to walk off the pitch in protest at his decision to award the penalty in the 83rd minute, which held the game hostage for a quarter of an hour.

A cool finish from Noh Alam Shah in the 17th minute gave the hosts the lead, which the Thais cancelled out through Pipat Thonkanya’s equalizer just after the break.

In team news, Singapore coach Radojko Avramovic made three changes from the side that started against Malaysia on Saturday.

Mohd Noh Rahman started in place of Hafiz Osman, while skipper Aide Iskandar - back from suspension - replaced Baihakki Khaizan to partner Precious Emuejeraye in the middle of defence. The third change saw Fazrul Nawaz - and not Khairul Amri - on the left side of midfield.

The Lions started the match the better of the two sides, with the midfield trio of Muhd Ridhuan, Shi Jia Yi and Mustafic looking particularly lively.

Then came the goal that got the crowd on their feet.

Off a Singapore throw-in on the right flank, the Thai defence made things difficult for themselves as they struggled to clear two attempts in quick succession by Indra Sahdan and Mustafic Fahrudin.

In the ensuing chaos in the box, Niweat Siriwong was struck in the face by the ball and stayed down.

And as goalkeeper Kittisak Rawangpa led the call for play to stop for treatment to Niweat, Alam Shah reacted quickest to bring the loose ball down before turning skilfully in the box to shoot into the bottom left corner from 10 yards.

Singapore tried to take the game by the scruff of the neck, but a combination of poor passes and scrappy attempts at defending by Thailand prevented any sort of flow in the contest.

The second half was only five minutes old when Pipat lost his marker just outside the box and latched onto Nirut Surasiang’s slide-rule pass.

With Daniel Bennett playing the Thai No.23 onside, the latter had the simple task to dribble past Lionel Lewis and then walking the ball into the unguarded net.

The defending champions had what looked like a legitimate call for a penalty turned down when substitute Khairul Amri was tripped in the box by Jetsada Jitsawad in the 55th minute.

As the second half wore on, it seemed that the visitors had finally got their gamesmanship over and done and actually managed to play some decent football.

The intensity of the game was reflected in the card count: Singapore had three while Thailand had four. For the Lions, Fazrul Nawaz’s booking in the 25th minute rules him out for the return game.

Five minutes past the hour mark, Lionel did well to punch away Nirut’s stinging effort away for a corner and was also equal to Datsakorn Thonglao’s speculative attempt in the 77th minute.

By this stage it appeared the Thais were content to sit back and hit on the break whilst it looked like the team in blue were feeling the pressure of adding to their tally.

But seven minutes from time, it was the team in red that had the proverbial blues, walking off the pitch en masse in protest after referee Ravichandran awarded a contentious penalty to Singapore.

There appeared little in the aerial challenge between Niweat and Alam Shah but the referee stunned everyone, including the partisan home crowd when he pointed to the spot just as Kittisak was preparing to take a goal kick.

Thai coach Chanvit Phalajivin, who appeared to instigate the mass walkout from the touchline, kept his players on the sidelines for 15 minutes.

When the dust settled, up stepped Mustafic to slam the penalty kick into the top left hand corner for Singapore to take a slender lead into Sunday's (Feb 4) second leg in Bangkok.

It was the last competitive game to be played at the 33-year-old National Stadium before it makes way for the sports hub. And it will certainly be a game to be remembered.

But sadly for the wrong reasons.

After that, some Thai fans wanted to start trouble by waiting for us at the East Stand, we didn't take the bait. Mostly because we were still in school and there were many Ciscos' around.

Another photo for good measure. Owned by the Singapore National Team as the Thailand Team boo hoos to a defeat.

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Well. Let me try and sum the week up.

It was pretty bad and boring. Handphone scares again. Had to hide my phone somewhere which I shan't divulge.

Football-wise it has been pretty bad too. I can't get back the dude I used to be.

Well. You can never be the guy you used to be. You just have to improve^^

Besides stealing glances, there was nothing much I could do. The iceblock seems to be much bigger now and it's giving me frostbites every single day. It's like.. I dont' know how to explain..

I'll fail Amaths, Emaths, English and Chemistry.

That's all folks

I'm heading off to a chalet btw.

See you guys back here on Sunday.

Good bye.

One more try.

2007-01-29T02:16:00.000+08:00

Hello readers.

Welcome back to yet another blast of Si Yuan's rants.

Yup.

I think I shall write about the events that happened on Saturday. It's definitely more interesting that reading about how I went out with my friends today. i'll bet you that.

Well.

Here goes.

27th January 2007, Saturday

Well. It was considered a pretty wet day that day. I woke up at 8 or 9, went out jogging for a while, returned home SHIVERING cold. Not the weirdest thing that happened that day.

Met up with the lads at Plaza Singapura at about 4 pm. Saw Li Wei and Fel and her lil' bro. Guess they're together then. Li Wei couldnt stop smiling and I couldn't stop laughing.

Well, think we headed out to the National Stadium next, in a cab. We were handed those Red Nike Singapore Posters then, those slackers there handed out 2 at one go, trying to end their miserable low-paying job early. Well, it started raining the moment I was given those posters, so it must be a god-sent sign that we must hurry into the stadium.

Went inside, it was 5pm. At least a quarter of the stadium was filled. That's like 3 hour prematch. I was expecting a full stadium, but not that much enthusiastic fans like me. Hell, how wrong was I.

Minutes later, half the stadium was filled. By around 7pm, the stadium was packed. My cousin and Shao Hwee was finally there. We had a bunch of Malay dudes behind me, who called my name, well. I asked for it, wearing a United jersey with my name and the number 7 on it.

The players came on the pitch to welcome the fans, there was an audible difference in the welcome they received back. When Singaporean players treaded onto the field, there was a loud response from the crowd, mostly clapping and cheering. There was an even louder response from the crowd when Malaysia players came on, well. As you expected from typical Singaporean fans, booing and jeering. I was one of those typical Singaporeans. And yes, I'm proud to be one.

Prematch, 7 consecutive Kallang Wave. Never had I experinced this kind of atmosphere in any stadiums in a football match. Never in my life in the National Stadium. The National Day Parade pales in comparison. There was a funny dude who threw his baby up every single time the wave reached us. And he was like. Stop it la. I'm tired already. Lol

Justin sort of fell in love with an enormous looking lady that Fang Yi affectionately called Fo Xiang(Holy Sculpture)

The latter also folded hats for us using the Nike posters. A waste of them, really. But we just had too much of them.

Match started.

I'm a bit lazy to blog everything about it.

But here goes.

Singapore have booked a place in next week's Asean Football Championship final after beating Malaysia 5-4 on penalty kicks at the National Stadium on Saturday.

The second leg of the semi-final had ended 1-1 after extra time.

Substitute Mohd Khyril Muhymeen's poor spot kick was easily saved by Lionel Lewis and the defending champions now host either Thailand or Vietnam in the first leg of the final on January 31.

Earlier, Indra Sahdan, Noh Alam Shah, Mustafic Fahrudin, Fazrul Nawaz and Shi Jia Yi all scored from the spot for Singapore.

Eddy Helmi Abd Manan had given the vistors the lead in the 57th minute but even the Johor FC midfielder himself would have had to 'thank' Lionel Lewis for what was surely go down as a soft goal as far as Singapore were concerned.

Because just as he did with Muhammad Hardi Jaafar's mishit cross in the first leg, another rare error in judgement by the normally unflappable Home United goalkeeper had given the old enemy the lead.

And despite a huge push by Singapore late in the second half after Ridhuan Muhammad's 74th-minute equaliser, it seemed that even the highest scoring team in the tournament found the Malaysian rearguard too tough to crack.

Stand-in captain Indra was quiet by his high standards but he still caused Mohd Khaironnisam and company plenty of problems with some crafty off-the-ball running.

The Lions had made two changes to the side that held the Malaysians to a 1-1 draw in the first leg. Baihakki Khaizan deputised for the suspended Aide Iskandar in the middle of defence while Mustafic Fahrudin returned to his midfield enforcer's role.

Meanwhile, Malaysia coach Norizan Bakar named an unchanged line-up from Tuesday's match, which meant that Fauzie Nan kept his place in the starting eleven ahead of left wingback Irwan Fadli Idrus.

The latter has had a solid tournament so far and was expected to return after sitting the game at Shah Alam out through suspension.

The hosts started the game well, with midfielders Ridhuan and Isa Halim particularly lively in the opening 10 minutes.

Their fellow midfielder Shi Jia Yi was yet to break his goalscoring duck this tournament but he came pretty close as the stadium clock hit 10 minutes past eight.

But all the reward his wicked freekick from 25 metres out got, was to crash onto Syamsuri's side netting.

Alam Shah used his trademark hustling to good effect on the half hour mark to wrest posession from a hesitant Fauzie Nan in midfield. With Ridhuan steaming down the right flank in support, Alam Shah played a quick one-two with the former but the 27-year-old's attempt lacked power.

Eight minutes before the break, Malaysia's Hairuddin Omar broke free on the left flank and tried to place his shot into the far post but a timely tackle by the backtracking Baihakki saved the day for the team in blue.

Unfortunately for the team in yellow though, their burly midfielder Muhammad Shukor Adan blazed the loose ball high into the stands.

The tournament defending champions seemed to come out from the sheds with renewed vigour as they swamped the Malaysian half as soon as Hong Kong referee Cheung Yim Yau blew for the start of the second period.

Singapore wasted two excellent opportunities in the space of two minutes as Ridhuan and then Indra failed to hit the target despite only having Syamsuri to beat on both occasions.

Then came the shock goal by Eddy Helmi to give the Malaysians the advantage. There seemed to be little danger as the midfielder received a long pass from defender Nurhafiz Zamani Misbah.

But what looked nothing more than a speculative effort from the edge of the box somehow squirmed past Lionel's giant mitts and over the line to send the small army of Malaysian supporters into ecstasy.

Advantage Malaysia.

And Singapore knew it as they tried to work their way back into the tie but having to be wary of the inevitable counter attack led by the speedy Hairuddin.

Bennett whipped in another trademark cross from the left as the hosts launched another attack with a quarter of an hour left. Alam Shah did well to climb above his marker and get his head on the ball.

But before Syamsuri could smother the ball, Ridhuan came from literally nowhere to bundle the ball in from two metres out.

Indra and Jia Yi were perhaps the closest Singapore came to clinching the lead in the first period of extra time but neither really tested goalkeeper Syamsuri with their long range attempts.

Shukor was again Malaysia's culprit - this time early in the second period of extra time - as he took advantage of some hesitant Singapore defending but then somehow contrived to miss from five metres out despite only having Lionel to beat.

Perhaps unimpressed with the (lack of) luck his attacking players has been having all night, Nigerian-born Singapore defender Precious Emuejeraye let fly a rocket from all of 35 metres which Syamsuri tipped over for a corner four minutes before the end of extra time.

Well. This did not exactly happened during yesterday's match. But I'm just posting it just in case you are clueless about the prowess of the Singaporean Team.

Go on Singapore! Just Do It! We can win the Asean Cup hassle-free!

I'll blog about today when I feel less pain.

Ciao

That's all folks

Good Night

Maybe it's time to move on.

2007-01-22T18:54:00.000+08:00

I was walking down that
Lonely Road.
Longing to have someone
to hold

I'm holding on to your memory
That's deep in my heart
Longing for the day
We have a new start

When I think of you
The tears start to fall
Knowing in my life
I gave you my all

For the very first time
I'm seeing the pain
If I lose your love
I've nothing to gain

Please tell me my love
How can I describe
The hurt I feel so
Deep inside..

Each day I feel defeated
Even though I try
To reach for your love
As you say Goodbye.

2007-01-22T15:15:00.000+08:00

Ouch! Lol

That's all folks

Good Afternoon!

i really hope we'll get through this =)