Appreciation , uniformed..

" Auntie can you help me to clean the table please, its very dirty , thank you"

Wearily , she drapes her rag onto her arm and push the cockery cart to the table . As she swiped the grime, her eyes wandered around the vicinity . Every table sat a family , or at least , a mum and her child . There were roses and cakes and beautifully wrapped presents in the arms of mothers. She looked at her hand covered with filth , took a deep breath and submitted to fate.

"Heres the pay for this month , sorry it came so late, the people up there were giving us a hard time."

"Thank you" she croaked.

" Hows ah boy doing? Has he been going to school and all? I hope he mixes well with his class mates..."

She kept her reserve and managed a smile as she packed her uniform into her bag. Ah boy is 19 years old now, he is her only son. The father died in a freak accident at his work site , leaving her as the family's sole bread winner. Ah boy finally made it into pre-school this year , he was diagnose with autism at the age of 3.

The casual walk back home became draggy steps. Her legs feels especially heavy today . The gates creaked open, marking the end of her tormenting journey back home. She sauntered in the dark pass her living room and into her bed room. She then took light foot steps into the kitchen for her shower in an attempt to make as least noise as possible, not wanting to wake ah boy up.

As she turn on the lights at the kitchen , she was froze.

"Ah boy! "

The child looked at her mother guiltily as he sat on the floor , infront of him laid cutlery sprewn across the floor.

" Ma..."

" what are you doing? So late haven't sleep!"

"I want to cook dinner for you ma, teacher said today is mother's day , I want to thank you for being my mum"

Tears welled up in her eyes as she dropped on her knees to hug her son...

" Shi shan zhi you ma ma hao, you ma ti hai zi...~~~~"

The dim moon light creeps off as he continued singing......

The escape..

I've not been blogging much as you guys have noticed,not because i'm busy but because blogger gave me some fuck up error, thus i can't post, but here goes , a post which is due 6 days ago..





Patrick the star fish introduced me to this wonderful place to fish a few weeks ago and I've been dying to try the place out. Last Sunday was a beautiful day thus i loaded my gear and cycled to the spot. Now one good thing about the spot is that its far away from civilisation, least considered far away for a Singaporean "spot" . Its almost seems un disturbed by any human activity and heres the catch , you don't get any net work reception in that area. Imagine you were to die there ,how nice.


Despite the swampy condition of its parameters, its actually quite a nice place to be at . Its peaceful ambiance eradicates any stress you have . Some how , it can be quite eerie when it gets damn quiet when even the cicada decided to shut up. Well, that didn't really bother me , i like a mysterious surrounding once or twice , for that moment of serenity . I didn't even mind if i don't catch any fish at all!






Nevertheless ,I did manage to land some fine catches at that area. Only a specific species though , the giant snake head(Channa micropeltes), other wise locally known as Toman or Siam lui.


Being a high level predator means that the Giant snake head eats many other fishes, amphibians and even small birds, but is not preyed upon by many other species. The Giant snake head is considered gregarious, with the young often following closely to their mother. There have been reports of protective mother Giant snake head attacking men who have disturbed the snake head's school of juveniles.



Well, not that I've been attacked , i wouldn't want to go swim if i know those fishes are in the water man. I did waded about knee deep to retrieve my line when it got snagged in some underwater branches though, with fear.Just look at it baring its teeth.

I couldn't bear bringing home those fishes and destroying that habitat and its Eco-system, thus fishes caught were all released after photo taking. The day was concluded with an awesome sunset . As i gulped down my Heineken , i couldn't help but have the urge to go at the spot once again , that my friends, is living the high life, my style.

Happy birthday Jp..

I've a confession to make .

Jia pei , it is your birthday and you are supposed to be expecting a message and a present from me in perth. Heres the confession , I've not sent you message nor the present. =X Ok , now you can go ahead and call me heartless , ungrateful and all those shet , because i really think i'm something like that . Ay, sorry .... i'm just too busy acting busy...

Despites all the names you're gonna start giving to me , i'ld like to say that i'ld treated you all the same and i'm grateful that you're always there and all , being concern and all those shet . Tsk , I know you're gonna go its ok and all for not getting ur present and sending you a message and all but tsk , face it, i could have . SORRY!

Well , in any case, please don't go thinking u're any less appreciated by me or any stuff along that line. Happy birthday ~ =)

Egoism,charismatic yet annoying in abundance...

Its been extremely busy for me, i was tied up with the club's FO camp and school.. So i thought i could blog alil before i go to sleep, tsk , waiting for hair to dry..

So we won the match , Shawn came with a casted leg -_- pff, what irony, thus i played that match... Its quite a nice fight i guess, well, i definitely feel the knees crying in agony as I pushed them to their limits jumps after jumps..Tsk, break already , if you must..

The Fo camp went pass last sat, well lotsa stuffs to improved on but we pulled through. AS i looked around the comrades which fought with me to keep the club alive , i see rusty blades... WE're tired... I'm tired... The battle had taken its toll...Its hard to put up a good fight any more.. THen i saw new faces, a new era, the young blood, which will carry on this fight , not for glory, not for recognition... but to strive for the passion that runs deep within the blood , that pushes us to triumph, the fight for SP cyclists...its been a long long journey......I'm glad that we came through...

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Egoism would best be describe by how a man overwrites perceptions given by others with his own beliefs and interest. Egoism occurs in both man and woman alike , its good to have alittle ego here and there but it definitely pisses me off when one flaunts his or her ego like its nobody business.IN this case , I'm Glad to be more exasperated with a MAN's copious ego.

I didn't really believe that egoism is anything good before , but some one, passed down a comment that egoism would add to one's charisma.I thought over it and found that its quite true that one who possesses his own set of beliefs has scored more likes and leadership qualities then some one who does not. See now , that's the time where Egoism is good to have.

However , what isn't good to have is TOO MUCH EGO. Imagine this situation, you're in a team doing some project for a client, and you believe that what ever applications you've input would work . You see your idea as a piece of art and would turn out to brilliantly and much appreciated by the client . How ever , in the eyes of many others who've seen or heard about what you're going to do thinks it isn't going to work that way. They've advise you , they tried to coax you, they've even did something which is better for you to look at , but you still hold your stand that your work is gonna work , stubbornly. You then take charge of the team and had them carry out your idea , and when you shown it to the client , he wasn't the least impressed. Voila , you pulled your team mate , and yourself into a toilet bowl full of shet, yes , you are in deep shit. Then you start thinking that the client's views are wrong and its unjust and you kept whining about the perfect plans you had. Pretty annoying now , ain't it?

Well, here's some two cents worth of advise I'll like to give . Its good to have you're own believes , and its good to fight for what you want. How ever , when the whole world thinks what you're doing is dumb , that's the point to start thinking that your are not that smart after all. Take for example King Leonidas from the movie 300 . If you've not watch it , go watch it , its a pretty nice film , good animated muscles and all. So , king Leonidas took 300 spartan soldiers out for a nice battle down the valleys of mountains with the Persians. He strongly believes that he should carry on his spartan tradition and all that shet , ditto, that's having egoism. That egoism sparked him to take 300 soldiers out to the battle fields to kill, yet quite some number from the enemy side , in fact its quite impressive what the 300 could do. How ever , They ended all dying piling on top of each other , with arrows stuck in their bodies when the Persian army came down full force on them(I can't imagine the pain if the arrow struck the , you know... part first.)Now , that 300 , what if any one of them harboured the thought that he didn't wanted to do this , but its his king's egoism that clouded his views, that he doesn't wanna voice out , in fear of spiking his king's Egoism. What if any of them would have those thoughts? Now , great egoistic one... put yourself in king Leonidas shoes, what would you do?

Well, its up to you now whether you still wanna be stubborn or not , change when in the need to ... If you still want to flaunt that egoistic "quality" of yours , you could go get yourself your little spear and shields, wear some sandals or something and go scream like some one just stick a cactus up your arse...

Kid and old man

Some times when i go out with my friends..they'll describe about the many sides of my characters ... many a time i disagree with their descriptions , because I KNOW MYSELF THE BEST! Pff, well , the reliability of that statement is questionable , so pff, i decide to start doing self assessments of myself , to show case , or admit .... the person i think i am.

I think i can be damn childish and immature at times . Just like a kid. I'ld whine and stuffs when i'm with the guys when i can't get the stuffs i want. I'ld be angry over the most meagre things like having to eat vegetables for the whole day. i'ld watch pokemon on saturdays and teenage mutant ninja turtles on sundays.I'ld show off when ever i can , like riding just alittle faster then the guy in front and smirking at him.

I can be quite an old man sometimes. I'ld complain about every thing . Even though there is nothing wrong with it , i'ld go all out to find faults which were never there. I'ld grumble just to get attention and irritate. Then i'll nag at stuffs to get them done.. oh yea , i've got back aches , knee aches and cry pain when it rains. Tsk , ah pek.

Even now i'm complaining about my knee, pff.. Vball match this thurs , think i'm not going to be able to play in main 6 , too lousy. Sigh.

Akward silence

The saturday was spent at home , sleeping and resting mostly , had a bad head ache and i went for the white one in the morning , that explains why i slept through. The thing about me and bad head aches is that they occur after a huge relieve , its like high tide of brain juices draining out as i began to relax, causing turbulence , thus head ache. Thats , comical science.

Its weird how i felt empty when ever saturdays are spent alone . Well, the fact that i'm alone contributes most of it , but i'm alone mostly , but its saturdays that hit me the most.When you work so hard or studied so hard through out the week and finally you have the week end to chill , you find that you're alone. I long for companionship , or rather, just people(or person) to chill out with.

Then i thought , maybe i need to find something to do ,usually i'll just go online. Now , going online meant i will be on msn and that didn't help much but cave me out even more. Messages began popping up , but those aren't stuffs i wanna hear . People i don't wanna talk to . Conversations i don't wanna start . It sucks.

Then again , i'll be scrolling up and down my contact list and i see people online , which i so wanna talk to . Just typing something to them. How ever , its hard , especially when you don't know what to type. Makes you feel that you don't understand them at all and perhaps its best you'ld leave them alone. That feeling is unbearable.

With so much contradictions running through , which can't be help , its hard not to feel emo and all.I began having childish and naive thoughts of stuffs , thats when i can get those imaginery scenarios i came out with before. Then i can't have the motivation to do anything . To a point that i'm just scrolling up and down my contact list , yes , going crazy.

Jeeze , i feel left out .



Sigh.

Work ends and school starts..

Today mark the last day of my intership period with Alliance spec. I don't know why i feel sad to leave the staffs . Especially the ones which were quite close with me and all. I always dreaded work and all , but when i stepped into the office one last time to see the np interns , i felt that i wanted to linger around longer. I didn't really had a chance to bid good bye properly, to the people i should . Sigh , this feeling gets me emo, i think i'm going to stop blogging now and start crying.. slash my wrist or something..

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They'll never taste the same...

April 7.. something still feels amiss...

I did mention i was tired of being the narrator of my life ... perhaps I'll rant about a few characters that came across me during the pass weeks. Some of them made me think, some of them sucked(mostly).. some of them been on my mind ... like a shadow..

Just yesterday i almost went into a heated argument with my boss. What I've experience was pure tyranny.Maybe I've yet seen or experience even worst pressure from bosses but , i deemed it as over demanding yesterday.To cut short , he gave us a pile of work to do after lunch yesterday.He asked if we could finish the work by today. The rest of the interns, i don't know why they didn't said anything but i voiced out. I said we can't complete the work by today. He looked at me and asked what would it take to complete it. I looked else where , obviously avoiding eye contact with him. Some ass said OT. The forbidden word. The boss then said that we could do OT and finish the work by today. He then asked if I've got a problem with that. I felt resentment and i said of course i had a problem , but it wouldn't be much of a problem to hinder with my work performances.

I finished my work on the spot though. When i submitted the work, my boss was surprised and said..." i thought you said you couldn't finish it on time? " I replied' yea , but i received some enlightenment when u said OT .." then he went " so you lied to me la.. when u said u couldn't finish.." I looked at the rest of the interns still doing their work... " well, that was before the enlightenment.." i ended the conversation after i finish sending the file over . The stay wasn't pleasant

I could have respected the boss ... but what he did sorta make me lose respect for him. He isn't the kinda guy who i'ld respect. I had mixed emotions as i left the building with the fact that i managed to finish faster then the interns there..it gave birth to so much more hatred ... I don't know whats wrong , but i feel that i would start avoiding them and all.

Guys out there , tell me now , what would you do if there is some one wooing the girl u're wooing and that some one gets the girl. Would u practice the code of honour of fair play ? Or would you start storing enmity for that guy or girl too? Would you be happy for that girl and accept the fact that he has got something that the girl likes and you don't? You.... i kinda expected for that to happened but when i saw it , i was quite speechless. Why would you want to be that waY?We're all grown ups , we know how to think .. beating him up won't be a resolution rite? What gives from resorting to violence? Pff, theres something called being immature , and well, i've got to say that i'm quite disappointed with you.

Sigh... what have we become? The insomnia bug hit me hard for the past week and i'm always waking up with bad head aches and stuffs. I just can't sleep. I wake up in the middle of the night , shocked from some oblivious fear... night mares? I reckon... i don't remember any of the dreams i had except for one which had this chocolate recipe in it. Weird eh .. to dream about chocolates.-_-pff... 6pills left one~

I did had enjoyable times and all during the week.Fishing with patrick ,and speaking of which , i feel so happy for you eh patrick~Ur HAPPINESS! Then i had xboxing sessions with the guys ... Fifa is leets . Too nice . Then Pz was so kind to give me my birthday present yesterday . A radio light clock thing... its cool. I like its tail and woots , i finally have a decent clock in the room.



The tail is too cool...

The world was never fair to start with...

Last Thursday night i was going to turn in when i heard this sharp screech followed by a loud bang. I rushed out of the house and this is what i saw.



Apparently , the driver lost control of the car due to its sheer power and he crashed onto that tree as seen. The ambulance and fire trucks arrived soon and i saw them try to free the driver out of his seat. I watch helplessly as they dragged the driver out of mangled car window and the paramedics performing CPR for him.I thought that the driver might be in some serious danger and i hope he'ld be OK and all. How ever , he took his last breath on the way to the hospital...

That man , was in his late 20s only. He was going home after sending his girl friend home when he got into this freak accident. He was a young entrepreneur and all. He does regular charity work and is known to be a very caring person. He could have been a great business man , he could have experience the many good things life could offer , he could have gotten married with his girl friend and have kids and all living in his small apartment. Death got him too soon. He never got the chance to do all those things he could have done .

As I saw the cleaner pick up the pieces of debris from the crash , I thought about how his loved ones would be picking up the pieces . They must be thinking how unfair and unjust life can be... Why would some one so good and nice be killed just like that. Tsk , we are so vulnerable. Condolence to who ever maybe be concerned about him and ay, i hope he find peace....

Changes

I noticed how my life changed yet dramatically these couple of days. Hammering down on me , twisting me inbetween reality and self obsessed thoughts , pff even a fluid concept would need some time to adapt. One of the major changes would be the fact that i'm not working at bukit merah any more, now i'm at shenton way .

Other then the fact that i have to travel longer on the SUBWAY~ i have to squeeze even more with commuters . Yes , i take the mrt at tanjong pagar where it is the most congested mrt station during peak hours in singapore.Well, taking the train at that moment show the true colors of singaporean commuters as they fight and shoved just for that 1x1ft of space to stand in the mrt. Packed sardines seemed to have much more space then that.

Now i'm working at the clients office , it meant that i wont' have time to go on msn nor watch videos any more. The boss mentioned something before leaving me on my own, Jc .. this is serious work, no more fooling around and do me proud. I can't help but ponder whether its some sort of testament given from him to test what i've learnt through out the six weeks at bukit merah.

Its really taxing though .. On the eyes , the brain , and the discipline. At crucial parts of the work , you can't afford to make any mistakes, and you don't know what you are doing until you try , and if u fail , thats it, one whole day of work might go down the drain .. Its like taking a shot in the dark. I think that doing Ots will become a norm for the next 2 weeks .No paid OTs would be the killer .

There were quite a few disputes over my attitude at the work place this morning. Hmm, i guess i should learn to resign my fate more often. Tsk , i couldn't help but smirk though , at the fact that some one got scolded.

Ay, too tired to give a quality post ..Will do one soon! Any what, thanks to the concerned people for showing care and alll. =D

My life , my sorrows, my happiness,my attitude, my love,myself.

"we'ld be better off as friends..."

Oddly familiar .. with that hint of dejavu when i saw that message. Its a different kinda pain though. I been running at the speed of sound , crashed and burnt . Theres much for me to learn and do . Unrelenting i am , i shall pick up the pieces slowly... don't think I'll wanna leave any behind. I sinned and cursed for being not a better man through all the stupid assumptions. I'll keep my mouth shut as i reside in this stench filled melancholy i can't resolve.

Things i can't remember

So i met up with some of pri school class mates just yesterday for a short while. I can't remember any of them.. seriously. I think i got hit by the vball too much on the head or crash on the bike too much that i seemed to lost part of my memory. Jeeze, so many names were mentioned during the meet , so many events and all.. I don't remember. I couldn't help but slipped into sub concious mode and think about what happened before. Of course it only made me more sleepy , plus the fact that i haven't had enough sleep.

Man i feel bad.. Its like i'm being ungrateful and i dont' cherish stuffs back then. I would if there is stuffs for me cherish and all..hmm.. I don't know . The peeps can remember all the stuffs and woots , i couldn't. Makes me think if 8 years later will i forget people around me now.. like the peeps from 2e1 .... the guys .. jeeze, wtf happens to me then.

Fuck .

I think I had quite a nice dinner on friday for once since allah knows when. Ay, it'ld beat dining in some other fucked up restaurants who can't differentiate between medium and medium well done steak.


Delicious till the last strand, thanks hun.

77760000 seconds of entanglement and i'm still stuck.

I don't really like my new time table for the new sem, tsk , and the fact that i'm in 3B15 meant that i'm in the third year of my life in poly . Tsk , wth , why time so fast. I haven't had enough making fun of lecturers, ponning dumb lectures, crapping with the guys , celebrating birthdays in side the lecture halls , taking poser pictures , making fun of twits girls and wth so much more. I CAN"T GET ENOUGH OF it. Damn , why did einstein invent some big fire cracker and not a time machine.

Ay, works interesting today though i'm not really in the mood to narrate about it. Ay, i'm tired of being the narrator for my life. I'm damn tired though, as in i'm closing my eyes slowly as i type this.Need sleep. seriously.

Patrick used that lousy old cam and took this picture below. Obviously i'm wowed by the capabilities of the cam...



Patrick's ,erm, hose.. caught on cam.

Ay, one month and more to come~!

Intro:
G Dsus4/F# Em7 Cadd9

Verse 1:
G Dsus4/F#
You're not alone
Em7
Together we stand
Cadd9
I'll be by your side
G
You know I'll take your hand

Dsus4/F#
When it gets cold
Em7
And it feels like the end
Cadd9
There's no place to go
Em7
You know I won't give in
Cadd9 Em7 Cadd9
No, I won't give in


Chorus:
G Dsus4/F# Em7
Keep holding on
Cadd9
Cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through
G Dsus4/F# Em7
Just stay strong
Cadd9
Cause you know I'm here for you, I'm here for you
G
There's nothing you can say
Dsus4/F#
Nothing you can do
Em7
There's no other way
Cadd9
When it comes to the truth
G Dsus4/F# Em7
So, keep holding on
Cadd9
Cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through

Verse 2(same chords 4 beats)
So far away
I wish you were here
Before it's too late
This could all disappear
Before the door's closed
And it comes to an end
With you by my side
I will fight and defend
I'll fight and defend, yeah-e-yeah

Chorus again

Bridge:
Am C
Hear me when I say, when I say I believe
Am Em
Nothing's gonna change, nothings gonna change destiny
Am C
What ever is meant to be will work out perfectly
C
Yeah yeah yeah yeah

play intro chords with lalala hum

chorus to the end

Hang over mornings encore

Now little boys and girls, don't learn how to drink alcohol, booze is bad, it spoils your brain and rupture ur insides and worst of all, it causes hang overs the next morning if u happen to drink too much. You won't want that to happened, you'll be all nausea, woozy , lifeless , seeing stars or even start crapping from your ass and your mouth.

How ever if you happened to drink too much and have your hang over shet , heres a remedy. Drink plenty of water(in any case u'll be thirsty too), i don't wanna go all biological but just take it that water will wash away the alcohol toxins you take in. =) Its tried and proven .

In any case you should avoid drinking stuffs containing dairy products, or even other depressant drugs such as caffeine. Like coffee. Coffee is potent. You drink coffee when you're having a bad hang over ,pff you'ld explode like a volcano. Also try avoiding people who will most likely piss you off (i.e Your colleague whom you have a strong grudge for no particular reason) . Else the consequences can turn out quite ugly.

Thats about it, so now children.. Be good stay away from alcohol.. have orange juice or something .

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thats it , i'm not going to drink any more!

"Jc.. please stop dreaming and face the bloody reality"

The other day i was talking to my beloved patrick and ay, i was lost for words and full of thoughts after the conversation.

We chat about how i gave up on racing and i told him that i want to give it another shot again and this time get into the national team .Why i felt so would be due to the fact that its what I've been aspiring to do ever since i started racing. I'm gave the opportunity once and i just let it pass . Now i yearn to excel in something i'm good at again.

Then he asked me, asked me a series of questions.What comes after i get into the national team? What can cycling so much do for me in the future? Will I be still cycling like that when i'm all wrinkled in my 70s ?What do i do with the medals ? How much is glory going to be worth?

I snapped.

I was taken aback and i started to think, about those questions. Its true that i can't do anything if i were to cycle this much . It won't get be any where other then great distances. I could get sponsors , medals, fame , glory but what would that all sum up to? Perhaps just another couple of more bikes to be added to the shed and maybe some health products.

I think its one of my bad habits to have this thirst to fufil other hungers then mandatory ones . Then i thought that by cycling it will fuel by deprived thirst for glory and fame and passion. Its with such childish thoughts that saw me through all these years , wasting my life mentally and physically.

I'm 19 now , 1 year more and i'll end my life as a teenager and enter adulthood.I saw how reality chase me like a salvaged beast. Its not glory and fame that feeds me , its a fucking piece of paper that writes DIPLOMA or DEGREE that would get me a piece of meat on the dinner table. People will start killing each other just to get a god damn pay rise, they'll sell out on their kins just to fufil their sales target , they'll start dumping their parents into the old folks home to make room for their own family, WE'LD HAVE NO GOD DAMN ROOMS FOR DREAMS .

Alas , I quiver at how harsh things are going to get. I snigger at people who can't adapt , i smug about what a fluid concept I am.I'ld only scream my lungs out for my hand to be held tight and never let go.

How ever , i do enjoy looking at how pissed my colleague is when i told her that she ain't the princess she claim she is and HE IS NO FUCKING KNIGHT THAT can protect her. Thats Snapping back into reality for you =)


whats false pretence when you can grow into it?

Bloggers discriminations

Working in Aspec has been a congenial experience for me. My bosses are munificently gracious with our atrocious behaviour during work even buying us tea breaks on a regular basis. We're even given ample work load that suffice us just enough to complete in time for some " quality relaxation" breaks .

Its with these breaks that allow me to able to appreciate web blogs and forums and such. I'll spent hours scourging information or scrutinizing on every little detail of a post by a good blogger. Its perchance that I developed more fancy on reading and writing web communes on the Internet.

Thus this explained the annoyance i felt while listening to the Muttons on 987 FM this morning. I've been getting my fix every morning by listening to the Muttons and their cranky jokes which never fails to perk up a lousy morning. They were frolic as the typical muttons every morning today and there was this topic about why people blog and why people not blog. Its a part of the show where by opinions are sought from the public on a specific topic given. One riposte from the common metropolitan for the topic is this . " I think bloggers are introverts as they'll rather communicate on the webs then communicate with people face to face."

Now I'm not being narrow-minded; or so if you can find any other words to describe my behaviour, but i thought that opinion was a bit far off from being fair? It was based on a generic , crude and perhaps even non-intellectual perception. I do see the light of the point made , but I'd conclude that it was meant to be a joke and it was quite a lousy one . Other wise I'm convulsed with the fact that there were such stereo types , totally repulsive.

Firstly , what has bloggers got to do with being introversive? Lets lay the definitions of an introvert first.

Introvert
noun(for this case )
1. (psychology) a person who tends to shrink from social contacts and to become preoccupied with their own thoughts [ant: extravert]

extracted from dictionary.com

Well, i believe those facts are of relevance without perplexity of my feelings in it .Then we compare it to a blogger. A blogger expresses his thoughts , lifestyles , opinions or anything that is on his mind on the blog and then it is opened for viewing to the public ,mostly friends. Now isn't that a form of socialization? I've seen bloggers making more friends by opening up their web logs to the public like kenny sia . In no way i see a blogger as a person who shrink from social contacts and to become preoccupied with their own thoughts.

Then i can't relate to how a person communicating on the web and not talking to some one face to face would be deemed an introvert. Its the 21st century , we've got touch screens , toilets cleaning your ass holes for you and stupid robots dancing making a big hoo hah. Right , point is, technology has made it possible for us to be more efficient and effective , communication via web is one of the most ingenious thIng I thought they've come out with , why does it seemed more introversive then meeting up with some one and talking to him face to face. Food for thought? I thought that person had troubles to acclimatize with the avant-garde society. Simply put , i think he is outdated.

I won't say that hey, bloggers cannot be introverts. No. Rather, I'm more like saying , bloggers are not classified under the term Introvert. Take a look around , i believe many of us are bloggers , what if its really like what that guy said, bloggers are introverts, wouldn't we be living in a nation of self obsessed freaks?

Part 2: Rider From Hell

i tottered down the carpeted stairs like i always do, holding the cup of mountain dew. he found the seat without much effort; the theatre was brightly lit still. it was rather a long wait for the movie. maybe im too kan cheong. XD he was already tasting the sweet sweet popcorns whilst i reveled in the booty-shaking reggae coming from the stereos.

the lights dimmed when more than half of the seats were occupied. movie trailers began screening. i looked around only to find sets of people who are either friends or couple. "so, which one do we fall under?" i questioned myself, randomly.

its, like, an hour or so after the show have started. a sudden vibrate in my pocket made me jump. i fished for my phone and saw this familiar twit-ish message. i was like, "what the heck?" our shoulders came in contact as he shifted himself close to me (to kpo). right, i handed him the cell without hesitance.

but strange. why would i do that? dont really have the habit of sharing personal stuff with just anyone, especially an acquaintance whom i havent seen for like 6 years and this is just our 2nd date out. heh? he even replied on my behalf. and what followed was crazy. XD

"eh, whens the last bus?" he asked as soon as we stepped out of soon tec. "i think we can still make it in time."

ay the day ended just like that? i stoned alil while waiting to cross the road. the next thing i know, he grabbed my wrist and we crossed over. Oo the firm grasp made me felt secured and safe. X3

"Slow...." he later added. zZzz and whats surprising was that i actually didnt kick his arse after that.

Some thing is starting ....

"Eh , how you know i like chocolates? Gosh, i didn't got anything for you... " She said as she looked at bewilderment at the pack of liquer chocolates .

The atmosphere got heavy for awhile and i could hear and feel my heart pumping against my chest , as if its about to jump out of my throat. With that , i'm lost for words and i couldn't say anything. Now , what is this feeling i'm getting now ? I asked myself. Seemingly familiar yet , theres a difference in it. Not exactly the same with what i had before. Its like a whole new familiar experience. Ah irony, if only it was strawberry ,we'ld have plenty of straw berry milk shake.

I looked around our surrounding , I see couples every where . Doing what they know best, couple stuffs.Pff, so this is the big deal about valentines day huh. I set my vision on her as she held the box of chocolate reading the information on it.Then i start wondering, how nice it'ld be.. to hold her hand... have her head lean upon my shoulders.. see her smile.. hug her and feel her heart beating against mine.. feel her lips press against mine.

"eh , movie starting~!"

I snapped out of dreamy land and looked at the time on my cell. Right , the shows starting, can't afford to miss it again.

The song of hate

THe past few days have been emotional and there is alot of black energy involve. I can't help but let hatred consume me devouring my insides rupturing my thoughts blinding my path. I see shades every where i look , trust was a luxury . This song accompanied my requiem every day and i hope you guys enjoy it. =D