Last hour of 2006

Woots, here i am spending my last hour of 2006 this year blogging. Hmm. This year is indeed different. with the fact that i'm actually blogging at home now. At home.

ay, was fickle minded for the week end.. thus . ay.

Nvm , the last hour will be happy. Despite the fact that the stupid browser closed with the post i wanted to post in i t. Damn i spent so long writing that post up can.

Fuck 2006 , bring it on 2007 =D

New Year resolutions

A New Year's resolution is a commitment that an individual makes to a project or a habit, often a lifestyle change that is generally interpreted as advantageous. The name comes from the fact that these commitments normally go into effect on New Year's Day and remain until the set goal has been achieved, although many resolutions go unachieved and are often broken fairly shortly after they are set.
(adapted wikipedia)

No , i'm not giving my new year resolution for the year ahead today.I haven't even thought about it.. what are your goals next year? OR rather , what are your goals this year? Did you achieve it ..

I was looking at my archives to kill time when i came across one earlier this year, stating my new year resolution.

My new year resolution..serious one.. really protect what i have now.. coach a team of young aspiring cyclists... race for team sp with a few other comarades.. try to join the 4 seasonal races... try my luck out at the malaysian racing scene... get better grades for my studies...oh yea.. and stop pissing off every fine lady i meet.. perharps i'll settle down with one this year? ay this is a long term target..

Then i was wondering , did i did all of those ? No . I couldn't coach a team of young aspiring cyclists coz there aren''t any young aspiring cyclists . I raced for Sp alone becoz i don't have comrades. I didnt join the 4 seasonal races because i didnt have time to train. I couldn't try my luck out at the malaysian racing scene becoz i didn't wanted to race for team youth singapore(thats another story).. I couldn't protect what i have then becoz i've forgotten what i had then.I did managed to get better grades though. OH yea .. the last one.. i'm not so sure about that..

That left me to think, whether we should really have new year resolutions at all. It seemed rather pointless to have them , meaninglessly useless i'ld say. Its something that i had to be reminded off, and the only way i'm gonna get reminded is when i have the time to start reading up my archives and come across them. How ever as i read wikipedia's defintion for New year's resolutions i saw something rather interesting.

A New Year's resolution is a commitment that an individual makes to a project or a habit, often a lifestyle change that is generally interpreted as advantageous. The name comes from the fact that these commitments normally go into effect on New Year's Day and remain until the set goal has been achieved, although many resolutions go unachieved and are often broken fairly shortly after they are set.

Then i thought , what the hell. We are human beings after all and human beings love doing irrational stuffs . Thus its only normal for us to not normal things like having a new year's resolution.So .. what are you guys waiting for ? Be normal , have an un-normal new year resolution.

One night of romance, three days of tragedies

Woots how fast , 5 more days and it'ld be 2007. Damn I gotto do alot of things before next year comes. Like..

Buy more things before the Gst hike.

Go to the mosque again.

Complete Wec work.

Do not be racist .

Do good things to cover for the sins i've done this year.. for example..too many..

Visit Vivo for the second time.

Go over seas(hokkaido XD)

Sell my nikes. Damn it..

Looks like i'ma regret not doing lots of things this year again.

My christmas eve

C F C
Its christmas eve, and i am home alone..
C F C
I sing this song , that tell me that you're gone.
C F G
I'ld move on , like every one told me.......
G C F
Its christmas eve and i am home alone..

C F C
Its christmas eve, and i am all alone..
C F C
The lights and sound, cant light the path i seek..
C F C
I prayed to god , to come to take me back...
G C F
Its christmas eve and i am home alone..

Gao Gao Muah Chee

Tang Yuan ( very yuan)

Mum made loads of glutinous rice balls today for break fast. Apparently, there is some Chinese festival going on thus , the traditional dish. There were some left over glutinous rice dough and mum haven't got time to cooked those. So i thought of an ingenious idea out of it.

I made a dessert out of the remnants which i named it the above.The idea originated from muah chee.If you guys had been to the pasar malam(night market for those who still don't know what it is) you can see vendors selling this dish for say,$3 bucks per packet? Price jacked up. I still remember during my secondary school days, the bunch of us guys were selling those during some bazaar at school. We were there singing songs and getting customers to buy from us. They still nick named us muah chee boys, how cool is that.

Gao Gao Muah Chee

Gao Gao muah chee is simple to make , just follow the steps below =D

First lets touch on the ingredients we're gonna use.

Ground peanuts (note , only use roasted peanuts to grind please.. )
White sugar
Brown sugar (proportion of sugar is up to self preferences)
Glutinous rice dough( for those who don't know how to make those, you can get it at the market ready made ,else ask me )
Chemical X( this is the thing that will make my muah chee taste different from yours XD)

OK , now we've got the ingredients we're ready to start. First boil enough water to cover up all your glutinous rice dough. Then roll up your glutinous rice dough into small balls and dump them into the boiling water. Cook till the dough floats or for 15 minutes.

Balls in boiling water

Here is the trick to make the balls taste better , prepare a bowl of ice water and dump the cooked balls into the bowl. Don't ask me why , i don't know too.. i compared it with those not dump in the ice water and they just taste different.

Balls in ice water

Then dump the balls back into boiling water again just to scald them then place them into a bowl. In the bowl add some vegetable oil ( in this case i used olive oil , the healthier choice) .This is to prevent the cooked balls from sticking onto each other .

Fill a bowl with the grounded peanuts and sugars .

Remember to mix the peanut powder thoroughly

Mix well and dump the balls in. This is the tricky part. You got to roll the balls to get them coated with the peanut mixture without tearing them and have them coated thoroughly .

Balls in peanut powder

Once you've done that , your Gao Gao Muah Chee is done. Bon appetite. I let ah ma taste it and she went Gao gao ( good good in hokkien) thus, the name of the dish.

Apples taste great with them,serious..

Fiber glassed

So i was a away from home for the past couple of days.Went to this Tri-ex camp which have been carried out by the members of Sp Adventurers, Sp Yatch Club , and Us.. Sp cyclists. I'm not involved much in the organisation of anything , hur but they still gave the presidents of each club a post though , Advisors. Quite a corny name ,but i can stick with that ; cause i'm complaining all the time.

Every club tooked a bunch of particpants out to have a feel of what we do in our cca. We tooked them for a mini road expedition and sum every thing up with a dual slalom trial race at this neat trail N-park came out with.

The bunch of us , the cyclists, is always doing things different from other people. I dont know why. For example when we decided to do crabbing at the jetty (with the permission from daryl , Sp yatch club president). We cycled out to source for traps and bait , and woots, we were ingenious and got ourself laundry bags, screws and nuts and strings and fish bones, which were transformed into crad-deadly crab traps. The effectiveness of the D.I.Y crab trap was beyond expectations.

The laundry box

We caught 16 crabs at the end of the session which woots, were all release except for the biggest one, when some one decided to try the pincers out and was admitted to the toilet, several times after which. Quite dumb i think , to think i see floating debris every where in the waters there. Damn i missed redang.


The crab trap


2nd day was relaxing for me and the cyclists as we tooked the sails and kayak out to the sea. Woots, learnt loads of stuffs about sailing after which, and got my self all battered from fibre glass cuts from the kayak. Something different from the two wheel sport we do.

Ay, then the day was sum up with me heading home first. Tsk , theres alot of errs and things to pin point on , which i belive had the other two advisors seeing red too.. but oh well, its over and things that has to be said is said.I hope things will get better.


Sp cyclists' organising committee

Its a damn cold night

OK i'm going quite broke already. Not something good. Damn , too much impulse and i was being too rash on things. Need to slow down.

Bought a cpu , duo core processor... amd something, some very good parts which i forgotten what are they for.. but its all good. New cpu , now.. i just need to get every thing installed =D .. Thanks Miss guo for acc round and round the 5th level of the building and the sweet... ;)

Watched eragon with the guys just now on the guys night out. So nice, there were already cefiros(sephiroth actually) back then during rome. Nissan's history is longer then we've known.Its a nice show though, the classic knight in armour saving the day kinda show, of course it must have a sequel, just in case the audience think that its a nice show and then it top the charts on the box office, the producers can produce a part 2 of the show, just to make more money. I know them too well.. tsk tsk tsk.

Those words coach said this morning was damn meaningful.. so realistic.

christmas presents from any one for me?

Words shy

Finally, sem break..ima rest my ass ... and its work work and more work again. Tsk.

Well, alot of upgrades and improvements coming along the way for me. For starters.. new cpu.. yes.. finally.. I'll not risk getting killed by the old one. Then there is alot more.

Bought myself a pair of nikes . Woots, i think its my first time buying nike shoes, didn't really share the passion for that tick, but i guess this pair works out just fine .




After queing for god knows how long..

Ay and i was late . damn it.Damn guilty sia.. but it all worked out well. Melban sea food is nice.. woots , i recc you guys go try it. There are crabs weighing 5 kgs there. Imagine the size, unholy. People at ang mo kio area shoulda heard of the restaurant. Yummilicious on the taste buds , painfully taxing on the wallet. Trust me.

Well , nth much to blog about these couple days. No new concepts or idea coming out but hmm, whats your perception of a fling?

Join me in my requiem

Man this beta blogger thing sucks.. gives new problems every time i logged into it..

Oh well, that gives a very good excuse to have not blog for so many days =DSo....

Christmas is coming , jingle bells and coniferous trees can be seen every where. Green and red is the fashion statement now and artificial snow is every where. I think this year's Christmas will be different from last year.. Tsk , with so many changes going on, theres no reason why it should be the same.

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So recently i'm filled with so much hatred , something like a bottle of soda water that has been taken on a roller coaster ride. It might pop any second.

I don't know why , i'm so pissed all of the sudden , i'm just fukking angry with everything. I guessed i listen to too much angry music at the start of every morning. Maybe sometimes some people will be filled with anonymous hatred too, Hatred you have no idea where its origin is.

People like this tend to stare alot. Walk along the side walk stare at the front , locking eyes with who ever comes near , wishing that person were dead. Not just die like that , but die with something more mortifying. Perharps having his innards combusting into flames before having his exterior charred with hell fire.

Hate.

People like this tend to avoid unnecessary attention though. For example when he sees a friend or some one he knows on the same train , he'll most prolly just say hi and say that he is meeting his friend in the next cabin while he walks to the next cabin just to be alone. They want to be left alone .

How ever , sometimes when this hatred overwhelmes you , you tend to find contradictions in yourself . Its like a realistic personality in you fighting with this virtual one. Then you end up hating more . Some times , it blinds you. Like when you're copying notes for FMA in Meenakshisundaram Krishnaswamy class. You tend to start copying wrong points , weird rite? You find that after the end of the lessons you've got new terms such as , unforgivable assets , or dead debts.

Don't worry though , these are all normal symptoms of every day life. Coz if there is no hate , there'll be no love . So with hate comes love , with love comes hate, it all balances out.. trust me. =D




You got a problem with my pronounciation?!

Appreciation Appreciated.

So today i went for the appreciation dinner and there was this bunch of old people surrounding me while having dinner. There was some 1970s band on the stage and they were singing songs like.. sway.. chan mali chan.. yue liang dai biao wo de xin.. bla bla bla old songs. I thought they sucked so i tooked the mike and the guitar and hit on the distortion pedal and got anotehr guitarist joining me and we performed diary of jane by breaking benjamin. After we finish the number the faces we saw is like this

O_O

Ok la, other then the first two sentences i wrote, the rest is bull shit.

The night was nice , the band is awesome.. i mean it.. the vocals are damn good , especially on the altos .In fact , they played their pieces well that people started dancing. There is this ah pek and aunty who went cha cha after their 3rd or 4th glass of wine.


Drunk cha cha people, not something u'll see every day.

Turn out on the table was less then expected. Tsk tsk, despite the tantalizing menus with , abalone, sharks fin and some very expensive dessert. Oh well, that only meant i got a bigger portion of the food XD.

One thing about community club functions.. they always have lucky draws after the event. Its always liddat to make the audience sit their ass through out the 9 course. I wanted to leave early but boon tiong offered a ride home so i stayed put till hes done with his lucky draw. Guess what , my number was called . 170.


Conrnell thermostat.. something you would want to have if you think that electricity bills ain't high enough for you


I almost not want to go up to collect the prize because i had to have my face appearing on 6 big screens surrounding the hall but .. zzz.. wei sheng didn't want to claim the price on my behalf so i had to go up. Well, it was not so bad after all. I managed to check my hairdo, which was pretty cool,on the big screens ..=x

Ay , and i got the transport claims ... woots, more then i expected. Suddenly i see possibilities in my life again. wakakkakaka.

A broken string

So i broke the e string today.-_- The bloody thing flew and almost killed me. ANd i was so on to this new song.. damn it.

Commuting via mrt any one? So i go to school via the mrt every day . Every day i see the same kinds of people. Standing or sitting , You just observe them and you can see what kinda attitude they have. Especially during rush hour, where either commuters are rushing to go to work or school in the morning vice versa at night. You'll be able to see the disgusting nature of man kind~; then you'ld get to appreciate other means of transport.

So this evening i was going home with a heavy load on my shoulders, the lap top. Then i board the mrt and found myself a place to seat. Then, mr big buttocks came in and sat beside me. I didn't call him big buttocks because he has some physical disorder , rather, i think its something pyschological. He kept shifting his butt left and right , seemingly to find more space to land his ass . I was pissed by his actions. I couldn't find any seats around me so i decided to tolerate with it. Now to tolerate doesn't mean to accept, quoted from the Great gay and philosophic teacher Mr garrisson from south park. I am annoyed , but i decided to bear with the irritant and continue to sit down.

How ever , he is seriously not taken into by the body signs and hints by me and the other person beside him and continues his ass moves. I almost decided to not tolerate any more and give up the seat until miss tantalizing pretty sat beside me after the person be side me alighted . The sweet perfume and her soft hair was sprawled all over. It wasn't on intention but she also had her ass against me.

This , is something i can tolerate. =x

Terrorism.. its real

Finally, i got rid of the god damn gay song on my blog.. its supposed to enhance the atmosphere when u read that 4 chapter story. =X

So i ponned the whole day of school today coz i dont' wanna limp myself around. AY, wec and econs lecture..lak sio lak sio.. i'll just copy the notes from some one later on.=x

I was walking down the usual path to get my lunch when i heard explosions. I turned towards to the direction where the sounds came from and was caught back, by an inferno . The third story of a multi storey car park caught fire and there were explosions echoing the neighbourhood simultaneously . Thus ,I dialled 999 for the correct reasons for the second time in my life today . I stood there for awhile and watch the fire burn as the walls of the 4th storey turned black by the thick fumes . Well, it got bored after staring at the flames awhile , and i notice that there was around 4 meters away from the carpark.

I was worried for the people staying in there as i saw this old lady sticking her head out, oblivious of what was going on. Then i saw this uncle, run up stairs to the scene of the fire, with a pail, i think he decided that he could put out the flames with that bucket ... I think other wise. I wanted to tell him to keep away till the firemen come but ay , he ran so fast.. ok maybe i walked-_-.

Any wat, the fire didn't looked life threatening so i walked away and got my lunch. The fire engines came after i got my lunch . Quite fast i thought . How ever, the fire seemed to have subsided by the time they came. I think.

Oh well, that concludes another one of those exciting days.

Big Boys Toys

Toyota supra race drift spec

So , i went to the exhibition with ernest at the expo.WEll, the purpose was to visit the It fair but we winded up at the big boys toys exhibition as well.. This is my first time at the annual exhibition and i thought it'ld be something great , but hmm, its just an exhibition on automotives and some bling bling stuffs. I don't know why the hell would togoparts be there . Then there was the not so bling Polygon bikes on display there. I think if santa cruz were to be very mean and come down to expo for their exhibiton, they'll make the polygon bikes look like children's bike instead of BIG BOYS'.


Orange harley davison's

Other the normal blings and sleazy modals there are expensive guitars too.


Expensive guitars

For example this particular guitar which cost 38,000 bucks , the price tag left ernest and me scratching our heads.. The strings ain't made of gold wat~.


Most expensive guitar

After that we headed to the it fair to see more modals. HUr , and some one had a fling.

Yvonne(kk tribe one , not the other 2) came over to sakae for lunch and dinner. Hard core girl. Eat with bf during lunch after that come back at night to eat with mum. Ay , too bad i'm not the person billing for her.

Life's gonna be bitch soon. Project and report dead lines coming up.so tell me, would u like working alone , or in a group?

Conclusion- the lover

Soaked in the moon light we laid together on the bench, time had slowed down with compliments of percussion made by mother nature. The ipod died moments ago and there was a weight on my shoulders. I looked at the person laying on it and all the weight seemed to be lifted.

"lady , dreamer ..
you maybe the soundest sleeper...
tonight.. sleep tight
Build your nest upon my shoulders.."

She got tired so easily. The more i looked at her face , i felt that there is a lot going on beneath those pretty eyes and pale lips.That scent coming from her hair and and body , mysterious yet enchanting. She seemed so vulnerable yet lovable like she could break away any moment.Bobbed by these thoughts , i felt that i needed to keep her safe.. see that she'll be alright . I wrapped my arms around her head and body .

I closed my eyes and scenes of my life flooded my mind.How mum ditched me here alone to rot . How i got into trouble for fighting with a bully in the school. How i got rejected even before confessing to my first love... how i dramatically met and actually cliche' with this girl.. meraldine.

The night was punishingly cold.

Dawn. The sun didn't came out to wake me up today. The clouds obscured it;It was a grey morning.The sound of a large vehicle swept past me mercilessly and woke me up from my sound sombre . Startled from the effective morning call i stared around the vicinity like a retard . Wait, something is amiss.. Where is meraldine?



I ran down the side walks and tracked back the places where we visited yesterday. Blood rush through my head as i search frantically for signs of her. I panicked at the thought of losing her and the fast paced walk turn into a berserk ed sprint. Then, there she was, at the bridge , staring at the torrents in the same manner she did yesterday.

I caught her attention and she looked at me .. with those eyes that caught me back then again.

silence

"So , this is it huh.This is where it ends ?" I cracked , taking in deep breaths , calming myself down.

silence again.. I saw a trickle of tear running down her cheek

"Well.. if that's the case .." I sighed .

I looked at the currents, "its going to be quick and painless i thought. " . This is what i wanted before I met her . The air was melancholic as i climb over the hand rails.. , then a sharp tug pull be backed into the bridge plat form.

" What the fuck are you doing?! " she screamed with her tear filled eyes.

"Since you're going to do it too, i thought i might as well . Knowing you brought something into this nothingness in my life , now that this something is going to go , i guess I've no reasons to stay to. "

" dumb ass.. there are other things better then me for you to do..its not about me ern." she cried.

"No , its only about you this time.. Only you. " i said those words as i embraced her with all i could

" Promise me to live strong no matter what happens... live on.. " she uttered those words under heavy breaths .

"I'll live on with you" I said as i kissed her forehead

She smiled and the last drop of tear trickled down her face ,and she felt cold.

"meraldine?"

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Those were the last words I've ever heard from her. The doctors said she was having acute lymphoblastic leukemia. Its was some kind of blood cancer the doctor explain , which is untreatable . I knew meraldine was in great pain all along. The doctors said that they can't do anything any more and it was only moments that meraldine would die. She died without saying good bye a week after . I watched her took her last breath as the life support system cried like they were mourning for her.

I was with her through out the week , i didn't shed a tear although i was sad . I told her everything i could when she was sleeping ... but she just slept. During the funeral i saw lots of people crying , i just stood there and watch. No one there knew who i am , neither did i know any one .

"Come back meraldine.. come back..."some one said .There is this sudden jab as i hear those words. Reality caught up with me. She's gone for ever , and she is about just the thing i had on this earth. I started to cry . Its as though she is one of the bones in my rib cage and now she is taken away, my chest hurts with every breath i take without her.I saw her familiar face once again as i stood at the edge of the ledge on the bridge again. The sound of water splashes ran through my ears distinctively... I looked at the august , blazing fast torrents underneath my foot from the bridge i was on. I blanked , looking at the rapids.

The end

All characters and names given in this story is based totally on fiction . In any case of replica , i apologise for any inconvenience caused.This work is on my own and for your appreciation.

Chapter 3- Looking at the moon

I gazed upon the star painted sky ,ever so beautiful. There is this one star
which stood out the most , yearning to shine even brighter then the others ,
with a tint of blue in its glitters.

It seemed to have been a decade already ever since we left the restaurant.
The silence was getting awkward ,then she tooked out her ipod. "Why is she
carrying her ipod while commiting suicide" i wondered.

"here , put this on your right ear .. " she said as she passed me one of the ear piece.

There was a buzz in the ear phones as the ipod came to life. She then press the play button and there was this loud scream which almost made me jump out of my skin. I looked at the ipod screen..

" tears don't fall-bullet for my valentine"

Is this music at all..-_-

The next track was a piece of barouqe music . Soothing , so much better in contrast to the previous one.

"Lets dance.." she turned to me and said.

" what! i dont know ho.." she grabbed my hand before i could finished my sentence.

I watched a movie about a year ago titled "take the lead." . Its about this dance teacher trying to get some problem kids to dance and all. The movie featured quite some flashy moves , tango they called it. Sadly, thats about all i know about dancing.

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Surprisingly, it all felt so natural. I moved with her body with little effort ,its like, we're one.

"hey, i still dont know your name yet.." I said while keeping up foot works.

"Meraldine" she whispered into my ear .

"wow~ ... do i have to do that too? "I got tooked back by that move she did.

" Not really, how do i address you Mr clumsy ?" she giggled.

" Ernest.. Ernest sum. but just Ernest would do.. but you can always call me ern... one way or another..."

"hmm.. ernest..." she said as she rested her head on my shoulders as we continue with the foot works.

I was never into any religion before but if theres god up there.. i prayed for him to stop time for me. Ok maybe thats too demanding how about prolonging this ... don't let later come too soon please...

All characters and names given in this story is based totally on fiction . In any case of replica , i apologise for any inconvenience caused.This work is on my own and for your appreciation.

Chapter 2 - Falling.

The side walks were damp and grey , every thing and every one else looks so lifeless as all blends into to one sombre boulervard.The air was wet and clammy , from the rain and with a vivid trace of cigarrete smoke .

"Where are we going ?" i popped.

"I don't know. Some where to eat , i'm hungry , how about there ."

Without waiting for my acknowledgement , she strutted into the bistro , which seemingly look posh with red carpets and all. The waiter ushered us to a two seater near the window and handed us the menu .

"A double whooper with extra toppings of mustard and olives please. Oh yes and more fries and calamari rings.Then a mug of straw berry milk shake , more whipped cream"She chirpped as the waiter jotted down the order .

I looked at her at disbelief, how the hell she got this big of an appetite and where am i going to find that much money to pay for what she is eating. I felt this sudden lost of blood from my face and then the waiter turned to me.

"and you sir?" He asked

"I'll just have chicken salad and plain water thank you "i croaked.

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"So tell me, what were you doing at the bridge just now ?" she asked while munching on her fries.

"Nah nothing..are you going back again?" i asked

"definitely , most probably after this"

"what !really ?! Why ..."

"Don't bother asking , finish your food , and are you sure thats enough ?"

"Yea.. i guess" I lied.

"jeeze, here , you can have this " she passed me a hefty portion of fries and signal the waiter for another straw for the milk shake.

" And don't worry , this meal is on me , i'ld feel bad if i owe some one something before i die. "


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Egoism wasn't in my instincts at all thus i let it passed.We chatted over the jug of milk shake as we took turns in sipping the cholestrol .. I couldn't get enough of her sweet nature and alluring eyes .


Wait , am i falling for her alreadY?

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All characters and names given in this story is based totally on fiction . In any case of replica , i apologise for any inconvenience caused.This work is on my own and for your appreciation.

The attempt-Prolouge

The sound of water splashing ran through my ears distinctively... I looked at the august , blazing fast torrents underneath my foot from the bridge i was on. Those rapids, seemingly tantalizing .

Just then, i caught a distinct alluring figure at the corner of my eyes. There she was, looking at the rapids too.. ditto... She then crossed her right leg over the ledge of

the bridge in an attempt to jump into the abyss of quick water below.A voice yelled " hey!" , she paused ..turn her focus towards the direction of the voice. Those pair of captivating eyes, i'll not forget.

I had always been an introvert, a coward who would shy away from almost anyting. I've never been with the more "popular " bunch of guys in school, and getting
pushed around in school was norm. I'ld nvr dare stand up for anyone ..

I felt the pressure all building up in my head now that i've got her attention.My legs stood rooted at where it was.

"See, if you're gonna stop me from ending my life , it ain't gonna work, i've made up my mind to leave and i've no reasons to hold back.. so back off" a stern , yet

sweet voice echoed.

"Lets go for a date ... Just gimme one chance please."

"Thats the lousiest pick up line i've ever heard of, go away"

silence..

"On the contrary, since i've got nth to loose... why not."



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All characters and names given in this story is based totally on fiction . In any case of replica , i apologise for any inconvenience caused.This work is on my own and for your appreciation.

Stereo typing

Ad verb. To classify people or objects into one category diregardless of their differences and assume they all have a pattern in their behaviour. (or so if i remembered correctly from MOB)

This is something which people might do which somtimes might seemingly irritate and fill me up angst. Certainly i dis appreciate people don't see differences among individuals and assume that thats it , they are like the rest. Punk rockers are EMO people, people who study all the time are nerds, you're with a group of punks you are a punk , guys suck and girls who talk to guys alot are sluts.

Its not that i escape being a stereo typist myself all the time but hmm, whats with the labels without knowing whats is being labelled. To seek to fathom in one another i belive would see more then the labels. Not all punk rockers are emo people , not all people who study all the time are nerds and certaintly the people you be with doesn't define who you are.

Well , maybe i'm in no position to rant about all these but ,well what digs?

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Snippets of the past few days

Work is getting more and more fun. There is this cook in the kitchen who plays the guitar so well... he is a solo guitarist in some band in malaysia ... He plays Qing tian in this way i've never thought of playing it before and so many other chinese songs. Its a pity that he can't play nor understand english songs else , woots . How ever he says he'll come jam with us some time.

So happy , finally i've got to jam with SKH and Zj~ Although we took halve an hour to fig out the switch for the mike .. Lol. had fun jamming with people i know ~, next week one more time . Jam at moberly is far too cool for its price.

Ay , i think i owe some credits to the ever so kind Loh jie ying for her tut notes so , ty ~

When responsibility is coerced, who's laughing?

Its hard eh , to know how much people are going through around you. When every one is so far away and you figured out you're alone.Perhaps solitude is an unjustisfied confinement for all of us... so, time to talk more?

Damn , shoulda book the jamming room in advance . Made me walk around with barney the guitar all day for nothing. Oh well, next week . Maybelline , its time to jam more, auditions coming.

So topic of the day, how do we define irresponsibility.

I've got feed back that the club is irresponsible for handling the theft case which happened some where back during august. So , its said that he wants a compensation for his lap top. Putting my self in the shoes of the victim , i'll understand that he'ld find all means of getting back his item, how ever , looking at the big picture, what can we do when the police is , cough not cough, doing something. Well, we were told to give the serial number and all of the items lost and we did. Then the cctv records which haven't been given but hmm, again , the police said they'll be using it as a reference , more like an evidence to use . Then the police came back to us , a student club in sp, to get the picture of the guy , from the less then 4 mega pixel video and have it distributed through out the school. So whats the cough police cough.. for now?

I guess its like that with great powers come great responsibilities. Slack alittle , you'ld be called irresponsible. Too much responsibility kills the fun. Damn.

Well , putting that aside , my blood boils just by listening to how this guy been calling names for the club . No no, i've been understanding enough , if i can , i'ld like to blow my top at that guy. Ay , it'ld be foolish to do so.

May he be blessed , and may the theif slip and fall and break his back on the mountain and be gay and paralyse for the rest of his life.

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Meenakshisundaram Krishnaswamy

Let me introduce you guys to my Favourite lecturer this semester. Meenakshisundaram Krishnaswamy . Meenakshisundaram Krishnaswamy , teaches us FMA , financial Management Accounting. He is a wely good lectuerl and i like his lessons alot. I cand stop laughing ewery time he starts to teach. The other day he vwos teaching us Costing terms. Again Meenakshisundaram Krishnaswamy nehwer fails to make me laugh.

In Costing terms Vee touch on the finished Prodaks . Vee vill vee conwert mahterials inot the Kompenis prodacts. It inwolves indirect costs and labour. Etc etc etc ..*twitches moustach*

Meenakshisundaram Krishnaswamy is my fawourite lecturer because he likes me. He said that during the first tutorial. Wecause i was the earliest student to attend his tutorial. Meenakshisundaram Krishnaswamy has oily scalp so i assume he makes good roti prata . Next time i'll go ask him to make some for me.


Look at that sexy shiny scalp

To love a woman , you gotto tell her its gonna be for ever....have you ever really.. love a woman?

I'm feeling so high now. I've been feeling high like since yesterday night . We've just finished our mini round island cycling expedition. Kudos to ivan , our event's main organiser , he did a fine job and regretfully , this will be his last event he is going to be organising for us as he is graduating soon. Every one had fun , its always fun when we ride together , especially when there is a well mix of races... ok , maybe just one Indian guy and one Myanmar national. No I'm no racist , i love my fellow club members so much.

This event was one of the most successive one .. rather accident free except for the very one where our beloved ernest decided that the ground is too beautiful and attempted to kiss it. Other than that, theres not much of a biggie.

So guys reading my blog . Tell me , what do you think loving your lady should be like? How much affection is love? In wat way affection given is love? How do you know if the lady loves you even there is no action? Or maybe you just didnt care? Do what we do really means how we love the girl we love?

Ay, its always been sth to marvel about . At least for me .No , for the guys.Cause its always the last agenda on the list left unsolved . There is no answers or explaination. Its always because its just like that . Hur.

Thus, maybe that's why we want to love a girl so much more. To find out more for our selves, despite after being all emo. "Relationships are fun, you're not gonna know whats happening next , that's the thrill. I love it. " Quoted by Ernest SKH .

I guess with all the elements involved ,its still up to the ladies some times. Face it , guys who loved you are willing to let you strut all over them and they won't even give a damn , least the fact that they know u love them. Ay , in any wat , u shouldn't be strutting over them if you do. Read leraine's post about how nice guys finish last.

For what reason why guys now adays are like that i've no idea . Times changed . The society changed. Love is a poisonous concoction every one is drinking. XD

Monarchy... not..

Woots , i'm so done with msts . Finally , I'm so not gonna touch those notes for the rest of the week. Hur , i hope so.

So i've so much to blog during this period of confinement in my studies that i don't know where to start. So hur. Till i know when to start , i'll blog again.

Chew on that . XD

I'm gonna do charity work again , any one interested to join my league? Least some one lend me some amps and a mike stand and a Eq guitar.. to prevent me from using sign language again..

It ends tonight

[Intro]Am G F G

Am
Your subtleties

F
They strangle me

Dm Em
I can't explain myself at all.

Am
And all that wants

F
And all that needs

Dm Em
All I don't want to need at all.

[PreChorus]

F
The walls start breathing

C
My minds unweaving

C
Maybe it's best you leave me alone.

F C
A weight is lifted

Dm
On this evening

Dm
I give the final blow.



C F
When darkness turns to light,

Am
It ends tonight

G
It ends tonight.



Am
A falling star

F
Least I fall alone.

Dm Em
I can't explain what you can't explain.

Am F
Your finding things that you didn't know

Dm Em
I look at you with such disdain

[PreChorus]

[Chorus] C F
When darkness turns to light,
Am
It ends tonight
G
It ends tonight.
C F
Just a little insight will make this right
Am
It's too late to fight
G
It ends tonight,
F
It ends tonight.



[Bridge]

Am G
Now I'm on my own side
Dm F
It's better than being on your side
Am G Dm
It's my fault when you're blind
F Am
It's better that I see it through your eyes
F Dm
All these thoughts locked inside
G
Now you're the first to know



[Chorus x2]

Ending With Chord C.

The road ride

The road ride

Saturday morning i woke up at 630 am.

Sore throat. Called muthusamy. One of my favourite cycling kakis.

"eh muthu, i want go cycling on or not?"

Suprised that the fact muthu is not sleeping in fact , anticipating my call.

" steady . I meet u 8 at adam's market.."

"go tampiness.. i wanna go try out the new race course."

Then i morph into a sloth , dragging my ass around the house packing my hydra pak and brushing my teeth at the same time. Stoned while i recall where i put my other piece of sock.

0730

Refreshed i woke up wifey and gave her a good spray of wd 40 before i push her outside. Ay, shes been complaining recently that the grime had been building up in her sprocket, time to de grease soon. Tsk.

0745

Was almost knocked down by a Bmw , yet again . The second time for this month already and its only the start of the month , I'm feeling lucky. I don't understand whats wrong with ppl driving big cars, its like, you know you can't control such a big car, why bother getting such a big car.Get some other 6 seaters which is so much easy to manuever round the streets please , for ur own sake and for the sake of other traffic users. Right , maybe i'm just against stupid drivers. Period.

0800

Met rub .

"eh first time , we both come together on time. Every time its either you late 30 mins or i late 1 hour one. Surprising."

"yea lo, break fast already ? makan prata at coffee shop you want?"

" Nah, i had cookie crisps before coming out. You need makan go ah.."

"Nvm la deh , i had light break fast too.scared later too full won't be able to cycle."

0815

Along geylang serai

" eh muthu , don't you think we're moving at a rather fast pace today.. Woots , whats the time ?"

"815 bro.. Yes , our average speed is 40km/h. Whats up with you today ar?"

" OMFG , 15 mins for us to reach gaylang... damn we're fast...XD .. Later come back here find for the frog porridge and bean curd . I heard its nice. "

0830

At tanah merah mrt .

called ruben" Eh ruben , where are you? I dont know how to go already . "

"I'm still at aljunied ...I meet you at tanah merah mrt."

"i'm already here ..."

0850 sth..

"Whats wrong with you today ar... don't ride so fast else later no strenght to ride the trail. "

"Okok.. i'll go slowly."

0900

Travelling on foreign land up on Upp changi east road . We reached tampiness central a few minutes later and were supposed to look up for ave 12.. which was not even available on the locality map until....

" Uncle , you know where is ave 12 ?"

" Turn there , after the fly over , turn right ,go straight . you'll see ave 12."

"thanks uncle."

0945

Finally reached Tampiness trail. Disgusted by how the trail is designed. Its just some small hills... Cleared away using shovels and had these little irritating meanders at the side of some of the corners, which are not even sharp. Right , so we went for one round..

1000

After one lap.I hear ruben complains about the trail.

" Wah lau , i think this trail cannot make it la deh , trust me , dont' waste your money on the race fees for this one..."

"Hmm , i don't know , u think leonard will sponsor me for this one? Ay, i think he will be quite pissed to find out that we're getting another sponsor instead of them sia.. "

"Don't bother to ask la... stupid trail , stupid mud ..."

Well, my tires are indeed caked with mud , like some of confectionary.

1005

" eh muthu , i'm hungry lets just grab a bite at any stall we see when we cycle back la ar.."

" ok ar , we go geylang area first , hopefully we fine the porridge and tao way"

1030

Along geylang lorong 20++

" I don't see anything that resemble tao hway or frog bro. Lets just settle for the next coffee shop we see.."

"Ok fine , how about that market place across the street."

1100

" Eh lets go ar.. damn i'm full ."

" Yea la, i think my intestines are going to be tied up man.."

"yea , in ribbon knots right.."

And..... We saw the frog porridge and bean curd shop just as we cycle 100 m down the street . &%*$!^#@!%

1115

" Jc , i go by china town back to my place.. you take aljunied back to balestier there ."

"Kk , ride again bye~"

Then its me and wifey alone again .

1130

reached thomsom .Tef bikers junction

" Yo leonard!"

" eh , pu bo kia...so long no come down already ... then finally come down also nvr bring anything for me ... wah lau.."

"Fine , i'll bring my gay friends over for you next ok.."

" eh , must make sure they are fit ar.. i don't like those skinny ones.."

" go away ~ wheres wilson?"

" Wilson ah. I don't know leh, he suddenly dissappeared...( now leonard gets touchy every time i asked for wilson [tef's boss ] but thats for another post.)"

" Aiya you got customer already, nvm i next time then come down i need to go , sky is looking bad."


1230

Back home . 1 and a halve hour to tampiness .. 15 mins breaks .... pain after waking up the next day ... timeless...

Your friendly neighbour hood samatarian.

So many people....Ay,where would be the perfect spot he thought to himself whilst skimming through the stupendous human traffic , mostly commuters. Then there is this lamp post , with a fair area of flat ground for him to lay his "equipments". Perfect.

Then he tooked out a card board , pre prepared the night before for the stunt he is gonna pull off .It states , " amateur vocalist doing his bit for charity , donate on your own account , trust me , i'll put those money into the donation box later". A dumb effort of creating persuasion , how ever , seemingly captivating . He tooked out his purple guitar together with his lucky cap. That very cap that gives him a sudden boost of self charisma, self given. He runs his fingers on the sleek body of the guitar clearing away what seemed to be cotton fibre from the cheap gig bag. He then opens up his gig bag and have it sprawled on the floor, not literally , just to make it a container to put the money. Then he strums , listening to the vibrations of the guitar stings , ensuring that every one of them fine tune. Reassured he prayed with his lucky charm and begins the intro for his first song of the day.

On lookers paused , momentarily and change from fast foot works to a slow saunter across him , with a thousand of thoughts. A trickle of sweat ran down his fore head , equating from the enormous mortification. He closed his eyes as he starts singing... The moment he open his eyes again , there lay some notes and coins in his gig bag . Sastification.. He began to do his mojo with more courage and anticipation.

Song he sang were limited from , collide to you and me to your beautiful to all thats i've got to scars to pieces to Qing fei de yi to Qing tian and then to the song he re wrote recently .

At one instance it started raining and it was helter skelter for him. Packing his gig bag and card board was enough to get him drenched inside out ... Then he sat and counted ... $22.30 ... It may seemed to be just some 4 hours work shift for any other job but that 22.30 meant alot to him . The rain wasn't giving any mercy thus he decided to call it a day.

He found his way to the nearest 7-11 outlet , and made his way to the counter where the donation box will always be at . He tooked out 3 ten dollar notes and slot it in.The cashier looked at him . " anything i can get for you sir? " she questioned.

" keep the change " he winked back

The call

" Hello is this Mr Goh Jun chin? I'm calling from <> do you have a few minutes to spare for a quick interview over the phone?"

"Hello, interview? What is it about?"

" oh we are doing a coverage on cyclists in singapore and i got your number from <> and if i'm not wrong u did a dialogue sorta thing over the phone with him the other time... so if you don't mind i've a few questions to ask you would now be a convenient time to do so?"

" yes , sure i'm glad to."

" so U want me to address u as mr goh or something else?"

"Jc.. just J and C would do.."

" Ok jc , i understand that you're prettty into cycling how long have u been cycling?"

"Well, if u're asking me when i started cycling , its dated way back during my childhood ... but hmm, i'ld say i started really cycling during my days in secondary school when i took part in my first race."

" Oh so you race ... so where do you guys race at ?"

" There are a few race courses in singapore for Mtb... one of the more well known one will be at bukit timah nature reserve . "

" oh why choose mountain bike over those road bikes? "

" well, i personally like to feel close to mother nature and by cycling on my mountain bike , it allows me to escape from all the urban buzz into the serenity of the trails. "

" Ic , so are you in any clubs or any sort ? I heard taht u're in the Pedal power club at some Cc."

" oh yea.. the pedal power club.. i'm supposed to jump start that club for zheng hua Cc, but due to my other commitment in another club i wasn't really participative in the pedal power club."

" oh what other club?"

" Sp cyclist... Singapore polytechnic cyclists club.."

" oh .. so are u head of the club or sth ? "

" yea .. i think so"

" ic , its tough running a cycling club in Sp?"

" I'ld say its challenging , but i've got a team of trust worthy , passionate and committed partners in my club which i can't do without. We all have a role to play in the club and its with them that allow me to enjoy the benefits of such a wonderful cycling club .YOu can most likely say i'm nothing without them.."

" well said Jc... so lastly.. tell me why u like cycling so much.."

pause...

" ever remembered the very first day u learnt how to cycle? That sense of achievement that u can actually go any where with such speed with your own power. Like theres no boundaries that would limit urself . I still feel it now , every time i get on my bike. I guess thats what makes me like cycling so much..."

" Wow... you're bringing me back old memories eh... haha , it was nice talking to you and i truelly enjoy the session. Thank you for your time and good luck for your next race . Any wat my name is priscillia , sorry about the late introductions..."

" Its ok , I've fun talking to you too and thank you.. do remember to tell me which page to read when u publish the magazine ... thanks ~ =D"

" Oh right sure do, i'll get back to you , have a nice day ... good bye."

"bye..."

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Zzz , this couple day was hectic and chaotic sia...

sunday was the worst.. Lol.. Morning went bt , after that got home... went jamming... screamed .. Then it was over to nut's place. Where we were treated with utmost hospitality not hostality .. her little sisters are damn cute. No i'm not being a pedophile they are fun to play with ,restless with no limits to their energy banks. Oh well , kids.
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Monday was mugging day. I completed all my e learning other then stats . thank god. I guess i'll be completing stats today.
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Marcus asked me stupid question yesterday while cycling..

" Kor , why people don't cycle when it rains? "...

" becoz its raining la~U'll get wet.."

"but how come ppl still ride motor cycle when it rains..."

~
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So after working at a jap restaurant for quite some time , i did my fair bit of research and experiments and voila...



Jc's chawanmushi , JCC for short.

Well , work later.. and i wonder , when will the clock works be alive.

The Uncouth , ignorant and arrogant..

I just realised how much i'm wasting on those junk micro wave food at the 24 hour store. 3.50 for some bake rice thing which is like so little...-_- . The taste ain't good as well, i guess that explains why it came in small packages, to spare my agony of finishing it up.Well, i top it up with vitasoy to make it a more whole some and healthy meal. I guess.

So i'm sipping on plain rum becoz i ran out of ribena, damn no jc's cocktail today.. Work was more challenging then usual today. The crowd just kept coming and coming and for the first time i see Fenny(spelt wrongly definately) running around.

" Damn the crowd " mumured tw as we exchange paths..

" I wondered why they say singapore is facing population crisis eh.." i said as i was clearing my table.

Manager was neither fak sin nor marrissa today , it was the site manager , kath.. who might just turn into a tiger any time. For one instance we started clearing tables . We both cleared a six seater each .She finished clearing hers first and she came over to me and snapped

"look at you, clearing so slow.."

I almost tot of doing some thing that would cost me my job..*smirk

So i was clearing this table and some boy spilled some drink on the table ...

Mum said"Look at what u've done , now kor kor will be angry ar.."

" don't worry madam , i'll clean it up."

" Nvm wat, thats his job wat.." the boy went.

I paused for awhile .... and continue cleaning... the boy is correct in some sense . How ever , i wonder where would that be coming from. Its like , i belive in mutual respect for each other , this isn't . I put that incident at the back of my mind for the rest of the night , may the boy be bless with a bright future.

This brings me to an entry which i thought , would be one of my favourite from waiterrant.

"...I catch my reflection in the store windows as I walk along the avenue. My reflection looks tired – like he needs a vacation, like he needs to get laid, like he needs an entirely new life. "

Adapted from Cold Autum from waitterant.net

Well, my part time job as a waiter at such a restaurant, makes me realized so much. I wonder what the next one would bring...

One of those random mails...

ROMANCE MATHEMATICS

Smart man + smart woman = romance

Smart man + dumb woman = affair

Dumb man + smart woman = marriage

Dumb man + dumb woman = pregnancy

OFFICE ARITHMETIC

Smart boss + smart employee = profit

Smart boss + dumb employee = production

Dumb boss + smart employee = promotion

Dumb boss + dumb employee = overtime

SHOPPING MATH

A man will pay $20 for a $10 item he needs.

A woman will pay $10 for a $20 item that she doesn't need.

GENERAL EQUATIONS & STATISTICS

A woman worries about the future until she gets a husband.

A man never worries about the future until he gets a wife.

A successful man is one who makes more money than his wife can spend.

A successful woman is one who can find such a man.

HAPPINESS

To be happy with a man, you must understand him a lot and love him a little.

To be happy with a woman, you must love her a lot and not try to understand her at all.

LONGEVITY

Married men live longer than single men do,

but married men are a lot more willing to die.

PROPENSITY TO CHANGE

A woman marries a man expecting he will change,

but he doesn't.

A man marries a woman expecting that she won't change,

and she does.

DISCUSSION TECHNIQUE

A woman has the last word in any argument.

Anything a man says after that is the beginning of a new argument.

HOW TO STOP PEOPLE FROM BUGGING YOU ABOUT GETTING MARRIED

Old aunts used to come up to me at weddings, poking me in the ribs and cackling, telling me, "You're next." They stopped after I started doing the same thing to them at funerals.

Right , laugh. I so dread work later.. I so dread every thing. There is something yet there i s nothing. I thought it'ld be easy , but it isn't simple. Now i wonder , what the hell am i doing again.

NTU lecturer Feedback Damn Funny..

Laughs

Where dinner ain't just two lumps of rice.



Hirashimashte~!

A normal routine at sakae where the staffs greets the customer as they enter the shop. I have no idea whether the customer actually understand the real meaning of the japanese phrase or not ;the waiter or waitress will say welcome to sakae , again when the customer is seated..repetitive huh.

I've seen and learn quite alot from working at sakae for these few days. Its tiring as usual but its something different from the past jobs i had , its not like sales , its not like marketing, its not like serving at rtc and its definately not like coaching bike. You get so much interaction with people . Different kinds of ppl, from the demanding types to the usually shy and super polite kind. Its unlike the previous restaurants i worked before where things get classy and people asked for the gents or rest room and here you'ld get ppl that asked for toilets.

One very important thing i've learnt from working at sakae is to be organised. Their system is arranged in such a way that its really down to different sections doing different things and different deparments handling different jobs. The kitchen for example , u have a section doing the sushi , the sahshimi and all then there is the cooked food then there is the setam food , and woots , you've gotto place ur orders differently at the different stations . The way they utilised such a small kitchen to this optimum is amazing.And its influential.. i pack my notes now ... woots.

How ever there is of course the normal political stuffs going on too. Rather squabbles here and there and man's egoistic nature taking over.. despite this , the staffs there are really nice to each other . They'ld help each other out and all. Unlike the places where i worked before where staffs bonding session only occurs in the smoking room.

Right .. how ever, i think i'll get over with this job soon, there is job satisfaction, but i guess i'm nvr too satisfied with one job for too long.. =D

Somebody please remind me to bring my insect repellent when we go have food at fc 1 again, i got like a dozen mozzies attacks and woots ,i'll be damn high if any one of them has dengue on it. Right what are the symptoms of dengue fever again?

They said god will answer to ur prayer when u pray. I prayed, and boy did god answered my prayer. He peed whole night while i was working and there is not much of a crowd as a result. Thank you man... =D

So , this little joke of the day that happened.

Pak sin( my manager) : Jc , no 12 over there needs to take order .

* scurries over with my pen and note pad.

"yes sir , what would like to have sir"

" one sakae chawanmushi , one fried hotate , one ebi fry temaki , one soft shell crab crepe (creep or crepae? ) , one ... (goes on and on like a tommy gun..)":customer

"Sir , gimme a minute ( please switch to sub machine gun please),

Sorry , i'm slow here so i might be new..."

"what are you talking about?" frowned face.

One of my random blurness in action

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To a friend ,

Condolences to u and ur family.I know its hard for you but live strong. YOu gotto , i belive ur mum will be proud of you in the future. Make her proud. Only you have the ability to do that as u're her son. Even she is gone away , she'll always stay in the hearts of love ones such as you . My deepest sentinments go out to you and your family. I promise i'll dedicate the song i'll be singing soon , called pieces , for you and your mum.

A story of a fish and corn.

Once upon a time... there is a fish who named him self frog, for no particular reason. Maybe he wanted to be some thing else he was not.

The fish met a corn. On a holiday trip. They started to talk. Then they talked. And they talked. After the holiday trip... they came back home. Then they talked too. More talk.

Soon, the fish found out that he has feelings for the corn. Because it's yellow, green, with lots of corn kernels, filled with Vitamin C, thiamin, riboflavin, niacin, iron and dietary fibers. Its not that the fish liked eating the corn though, it just thought the corn was nice , with so much good substances and yea, the fish fell in love with the corn.

The fish decided that, yes, he'll make the corn his mate. Thus, he went into deep thoughts with his pea brain, on how to woo the corn. With his pea brain, the fish went out with the corn. He did what his pea brain told him to do and yea, he was a happy fish. That night after eating some of its own species at a very nice restaurant, the cannibal fish sent the corn home. Of course, they talked on the way back too.

As they are crossing the road, suddenly a ray of light shone on the fish. "Frog the fish... Do you hear me?" a voiced bellowed. "What!? Whose that... come out~ "Shrieked the fish..." Don't ask , I'm not supposed to show myself any where so don't bother too.. Any what ... hold her hand ... with this power I'm sending over to you, you'll have enough courage ..." the voice loomed ..." What the F." before the fish can even finish his sentence... He held the corn on her petal...

Thus they walked fin in petal... to her home. The fish was so high, that time; he thought he could be deep fried anytime. After the corn knocks her head on the fish's gills and the fish put some fish slime on some of the corn kernel the fish jump back into its little pond. Which seemed like an ocean to him.

The fish was happy.

"Did you know that fries contain hydrogenated vegetable oil?" The corn said, on a day out together with the fish. "What's that?"he fish asked munching his fries." Its one of the worst fats as they contain toxic Trans fatty acid .Fat molecules chemically altered. Which wreak havoc in our bodies. They contribute to cancer, heart disease, diabetes, MS, and many other health problems" "O_O really.... -_^" as the fish turned his munches into nibbles... "Yes...~trust me"

One fine day, the fish was sitting around with his fish mates... and they were just doing fish talking around.

"What!? You did every thing so fast?"Yelled fish mate 1

"I don't know, it's like some one up there told me to" explained the fish

"You think you're a marlin or something? You're just a Gold fish for good ness sake..." said fish mate 2

"Well, actually ... I don't know....."Mumbled the fish...

Days past by so quickly ... Like they say, time flies when you're having fun and feeling happy and all; It sure does for the fish. Every day the fish went back to his little pond feeling so happy, doing somersaults out of the water. He almost drowned himself.

The fish was looking forward to see the corn again every time he doesn't see her. They'll talk ... and talk and talk... how ever ... some things happened... and, the corn started not to talk to the fish that much any more...The fish started swimming slowly every time he ain't talking that much with the corn. He was worried .He starts to think about all sort of things that might happened... what if some one made her into cream of corn soup, what if some one decides to put her in high energy bars ... what if she turn pop corns! The fish was disturbed... quite disturbed...

He asked her...if there is anything wrong... she told him, these words ..." I think there are barriers in between us , something restricting me from talking to you, most probably because we went into some thing without knowing what's for us both. I guess, it'll be better if we were to start afresh and get to know each other more... "

"You're being too nice to me..."

The fish tried to get her back. He did stupid stunts, and he prayed to god to show up and give him a sign again. When god didn't show up, the fish curse him with all the curses his pea brain could come out with. Thus, god showed up. He was pissed...by the fish doings and he pissed on him. Then god decided that he was not satisfied enough , he decided to fart and blow wind on the fish ... It was a thunderstorm, the fish was drenched in rain water...not that he didn't want to be wet , but he'd prefer to be wet with pond water instead. He knew that he was helpless already by then...

He was going to say this..." But I love you, and I just want to be with you. Like what we've been doing... barriers can be moved ... we're going to learn about each other as we move on together... that's if..."

He couldn't bring himself to say those words. He knew that some how, the corn was determined by this. From the way she talks, that yea... things may have long been gone even before he realized...he respected her and her decision...

"I thought that this is the best of us, we will be hurt even more in the future if we continue any more."

The fish has a pea brain; he didn't understand a lot of things. He didn't know why it happened, how is it going to affect him, what comes next , where to go from here...So the fish went back to his little pond and started swimming on its own... Fishes don't cry ... they can't shed tear... they just swim and swim.... in those little circles in their lives...

Life is like a box of chocolates... you'll never know what you'll get

Ever been marvelled by the fact that life is so unpredictable. Things that you think won't happen... just happen with you totally oblivious of it.

This fact , embraces so many emotions following by it. Bringing grimace to faces , mourning for the lost of something.. most likely something precious. On how so suddenly , it just go away . Like ripping this piece of flesh from your gut deep within.. leaving you in this melancholic agony , desperately attempting to break you down.

Well, don't get me wrong. Its not all about bad things happening.. it could bring about blithe and starry eyes. Like how things seemed to fall into one big piece... one way or another ... to your liking. Miracles , they called it... thats why we hold on to hope.. they say.

Ironic ain't it ? How the devil or angel it can be.

Sweet or bitter it is... we'ld have to decide how to take it any way .Pulling ur hair over it? Indulging in the sinfully sweet treat? Cry over it ? laugh over it?Well, what ever ways be thank ful of the people.. or person around you thats concern about you . They are the finest balms for the wounds you get from the ripped gut... or the ppl you'ld definitely like to talk to about the wonders of your life. Well, i think i'm thank ful ..

Right, you guys might be thinking why i'm suddenly into all these shet... I don't know why , i couldn't find an explaination to account for , but , i'ld like to reccomend you guys to go watch forrest gump. Its a nice show. Stupidly inspirational.

Speaking the perfect engrish...



Engrish speaking aunty at counter:Ah boy, you want chi gek ?

Jc: Yes aunty , i'ld like to buy cheese cake . What flavours do you have ?

Engrish speaking aunty at counter:U want the moo kah chi gek or the lin mong chi gek ? We also got the kosong one.

*Puts on a smile that would turn into a hideous laughter anytime soon..*

Jc: I'ld like to have mocha cheese cake please..

Engrish speaking aunty at counter: OK boy , 6 dollar 50 cen pees...

Jc:Marcus! did u heard what the aunty just said ... wakkakakakkakakaka ....

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Rotted today. Waited today. Feeling dumb. Three days is no small feat without you .

The Jab

I'm taking a thyroid jab tml YAY~~~~~~ SO FUN~~~ .....



not.




So this is where the thyroid gland is , and this is what is going into my body . I don't understand why i need a thyroid jab to work at sakae.. I read that thyroid is about what growth hormones thing.Why the hell i need growth hormones...

I"M GROWN ENOUGH~~~




I don't want to look like him man..Seriously...

I'm grown enough and i love the way i look now... Zzz , can't imagine what i'll mutate to after the jab. Maybe something like this...

NO!!!!!!!! i don't want to look gay......


Seriously, after a few looks , dont you GUYS think he is gay. Ay, side trackked.





Yes master~thanks for reminding me that the jab cost 20.90 bucks


Sigh, maybe i'm just being paranoid. Its just a jab wat. Its just a needle they poke into ur skin , into ur veins , and leave a hole there only wat. They will just inject something and hope the needle don't break only wat. Even if its breaks, it'ld just flow along with the blood stream only wat. Even if it does, the doctors might be able to locate it and stop it wat.. even if they don't , it'ld just reach the heart only wat. If they really don't before it enters the pulmonary system i'll just die only WAT~... Zzz

K, i'm not petrified.. just alittle shy of the needle. Any wat, i can't belive i'm paying 20.90 for something which doesn't even make me go high~ ...Well, for the end of the day, its still worth it T_T ...

Responsibility, filial piety, love and jokes

So , its a sunday today. Well, this sunday, is one of those sunday that had too many events happening in one day. So much that its too much for my weak little heart to take it...

Breakfast with dad and mum, something rare nowadays... not the most enjoyable though.

I saw how gramps had difficulty getting some one to bring him to the hospital. I almost wanted to gave up sentosa trip to follow him to the hospital. I dunno why his other sons and daughters couldn't bring him to the hospital when they drive big cars and have big money. Mum was almost jumping into fits already . How ever , when i visited gramps just now at the hospital.. he can still joke about how pretty the nurses there are with me.. So , i guess he'll be fine.. just alittle sad about how insignificant he can be ..

Sentosa is getting boring i think.Volleyball is not the same today, u get super poser ppl around. I'm also one big poser but , honestly i didnt like the matches much today. Ay , went off from sentosa early. Hmm, maybe its the ppl we are with ??? Thats why its like.. getting plain. I know siloso is not just about this only.Its about so many things else, perharps its just another SO thing too.

Vivo city is damn big with plenty of weird ppl in it. Don't belive? Go take a look .

We saw pauline on the way. The news she told us is terribly shocking. So shocking , that me and jx decided we shouldn't talk much. Else >_<....

Just received news from tw that i had to get a jab to vaccinate myself to work at sakae. Damn, the person who created needles is dumb.

Any wat, after much observations from today and before ... to the person whom it might concern,which i doubt would still be reading this... I think u've changed.. dramatically. So much... that its too much. Things were so much better and fun before. I didnt know how it turned so ugly that i would love to hate and hate to love... so... Zzz , please if You are reading this take a good hard look at what u've become. Ps, if u think that i'm refering to you, you are wrong, the person is just some one who will know that i'm talking about him or her. HOw ever , if u are having doubts u can come talk to me.

I'm a very approachable guy, i don't love every one , but i'm a very approachable guy.. =D world peace. I don't like gay banglas though.

No matter how ugly one is...she will be prettiest in the eyes of the person that loves her with all his heart...

This is so rare, i'm actually blogging two times in day.. O_o

Went hucking with patrick just now. HUCKING... is not some gay stuff. Its just riding and jumping here and there..

Ay, thanks to pat's much coaching and all... i finally conquered 3 steps of stairs. Woots, shuang.
And he was kind enough to video it for me..

Catched up with him here and there.. We were saying what if one of our pri school mates were to see us..The emo kid guy... i wonder how he is doing man.. most prolly still emoing around..

Arms all cramped up from all the hucking.....

Speaking of emo... hur hur.. am feeling emo now... reason being... i don't know why.. trust me~... Abit guilty too... reason being..i don't know why... trust me~ .. and maybe paranoid....

ZZz, tell me please...

So pwnned..

Right , yesterday i took a bus and i got caught by the uncle for using my bro's Ez link card.. REJOICE . Lol. But ay, so fun ... After so long ... its quite an achievement.=D

Ken kwan's class now..Zzz , gay tutorer. Other then the fact that he is gay.. i think he is pretty nice leh.I'm STRAIGHT. He said that i look so much better with my long hair. XD ,like woots, thats like the last thing i'll hear coming outta the mouth on a lecturer. Well, the fact that he still shrieks like a woman still makes me freak out though.Womanly man. Period.

Been quite broke recently , thanks to Tw ,i've got an applicable job as a waiter at sakae. Sushi mambo jumbo man.

Had this man to boy conversation with an insurance agent yesterday. The session was quite interesting , as he told me about his life as an agent , the crictism , the fun, the passion and the pride . He told me how he enjoy being his own boss when he worked as an insurance agent, which i think is pretty cool. Self given work schedule, self given breaks , self given holidays , self given targets to meet. Woots.

Right , Singapore is getting too small huh. No where else to go.. Zzz. Any suggestions guys?I thought vivo city is cool though.

Zzz, and its the 28... remember...

My mum..

Just came back home... 12:25...dinner had been waiting for me since don't know when.

I creeped into mum's room, she knew i was there but she just kept quiet. Took a quick bath and proceed to the kitchen to eat the dinner i promised my mum that i'll eat. Cabbage with roast pork, chinese sausage with egg and pickles and 5 spice chicken. They were all our , me my sis and my bro, favourite dishes.

Its been quite long since i ate my mum's cooking, and i especially missed this specialties she made, but nevertheless , i sense this melancholy as i scooped my meal.

I'm seriously afraid now... that i'll lose her... my mum. What she told me yesterday really had me thinking. Though i dindt really show it much , i'm seriously bombed by all the out comes which may occur tml .This fear ..... of losing sth precious..

She has always been a good mother . In fact, she is the best. I guess the only person who will still wake up at 6 am every day to make sure we be punctual to school after being totured by our numberous troubles we make would be my mum. The only person that would sacrifice her lunch just to get my brother's execise book to him before lessons start would be my mum. The only person that would throw all dignity away for my sis would be my mum. The only person that would share my sorrows, woes and misfortunes and let me have my happiness on my own would only be my mum.In fact , i think the only person who will make me cry now when i eat the dishes she make , would only be my mum...

I don't know how these tears start to well up and i don't know what i'm talking about,but i'm really afraid now... that she'll leave me..

I hope i'll be able to say these following words...

I love you mum...

Ladies night...

Went for super star musical with club gang ... apprantly, we were coerced.. btu over all, the performances was quite good. The music, was rather good especiallys on a few vocal expats. The skit was well written with a tinge of melo dramatism...whats more , even the president was there.

Right after that chionged down to dxo to meet jan and her gang, crystal, dk, han huei and xavier, woots i'm good . On the way there , the haze was so horrible that i couldn't see singtel building from like less then a kilometer away. How ever , i don't know why i am surrounded by this over whelming sweet talk , coming from the person beside me i don't know who, and i don't know who he is talking to ...It was so sweet that i think its worse then diabetic.

Clubbing is fun...when u don't look like a looney on the dance floor, which i always do... Zzz bad dance moves. Zzz , the dancers there are really good though , especially when u encounter an over sized blotch of fat which couldn't help jumping around in attempt of dominating the dance floor , at the expense of knocking at people like a pin ball.A softer and much succullent one that is.

It was ladies night yesterday thus drinks were free for the ladies . So , lol the guys kinda took advantage of the two ladies and got we self some free drinks too. Eventually we were drinking alcohol like drinking water. Right, i'll start my quest to quit drinking again. Starting from tml!

Irene told me a few stuffs just now on the net, hmm. Kinda made me ponder abit. Maybe i should do like what she said instead ... right.... sigh, weather damn hazy.........

The power of love..

One would think that the power of love is something which is so great...... so powerful.. so magnificent that it is far beyond any magnitude of definition...










All i can say is ... you guys are so pwned.... the power of love........ is an album with 17 tracks.







So powerful.O_o

I've forgotten who what where when, remembering only you me there then.

Right , one of those zombie auto pilot days today.

Couldn't slept a wink ever since the grass hopper cross breeded with cockroach insect the size of my wallet came hopping by the room. Not that i'm petrified or sth i just wish that it would hop with more ease and consideration. I can feel it on my hand for a moment .

Zzz and there goes , 5 hours straight i can't slept a wink . Mind flooded with senseless thoughts , clouding the will to sleep too.

Lessons today were quite dry . Esp the first lessons.Pitchy and spastic tutorer. Followed by another as always pitchy and spastic lectuere. Gg.

Was tickled pink by mr brown's pod cast though, especially on this particular episode on maids in singapore. "So, does my maid come with gurantee?" adapted from Mr brown show..

Alicia finally agreed with my questions to be posted to the principle wit regards to the size of the club and the rat problem. Of course , language and phrasing wise got to take note while asking the holy one.Another thing to add, Alicia actually complemented our club, news from daryl . Its so unexpected to hear her sing praises for us , when the fact that she would not reprimand us on any nitty gritty would be rare enough.The world changed , woots, now 3 out of 5 ppl in the world from 60% of the world population.Serious.

I drop dead on my couch the moment my face kissed it . Too shagged. I woke up at 7 by noises in the kitchen and had this weird sense of dejavu. I looked at the mechanical clock above me , 7:10 SHUTS , i'm late for school. I jumpped out of the sofa and rush to wash up while asking my mum why didnt she wake me up earlier .. then she came to me and told me... " son, its P.m now..not a.m . " -_-

My bio clock is seriously messed up.