2007

2007-06-11T01:42:00.000+08:00

Everyone welcomes a good compliment, well of coz, if laced with sarcasm that would pretty much suck balls as good as the person who gave it to you. But sometimes some compliments just bothers you, you know its nice but at a different angle it seems like dick. Here's one good example.

A friend of mine once told me i look very good for a person of my race. So analyse the compliment right there.....i look good...? thank you, its in my family genes i suppose.....but wait, for a person of my race ?....what, my race people aren't as good looking as you would like them to be....my friend also added, "i am sure you can find a very good looking girl from your race, you shouldnt have a problem doing it". Haha, yeah lady.....i consider your boyfriend good looking too, but he clearly had a problem finding a good looking girl from his race......Now what was i sayin about compliments.......hmmm...

2007-05-22T01:16:00.000+08:00

For the world can be a cruel place, if you dont hurt others to get what you want, then others are gonna do exactly that.
And knowing what is right but choosing what is easy, there the problem arises leading to a major catastrophe.
I have got one guy saying he can see pain, how he sees it, only God knows.
And people whom i know have gone through abortion. Sad no doubt, but to each her/his own. Whatever makes whoever happy.

2007-05-06T15:15:00.000+08:00

I have been thinking lately.....about what i am gonna be when i grow up. Not that i havent grown up much already, but to grow up to earn some decent pay, and an awesome career. Notice that i mentioned 'awesome'.....Yes, i wouldnt want to settle for anything less. So here's a list of awesome career which i have mind.

1) Footballer

2) Psychologist

3) Movie Director

4) Book Writer

5) Actor(Porn-Star roles will be considered)

So there you have it....In no order of preference, there is the list of my career choices.
Awesome careers dont you think. But for the moment, i am close to none of it. And i dont think i am working hard for it either. I am just waiting for some big luck to hit me hard. Or anyone to hit me hard so that i can wake up to start working.

2007-04-24T00:04:00.000+08:00

It surprised me when i had this friend who said she didnt believe in luck. Why i asked her, simply coz she didnt seem to get any. And why did it surprise me, well everyone has to get lucky at some point. Look at me....At times i even consider myself being alive to be lucky, how you ask.....I remember dashing across the road when i was young, and this car just zoomed past me.....about quarter a meter between me and the car. If it happened otherwise, i wouldnt be here at this moment of time. Or the other time i had this girl come up to me and tell me that she likes me very much and would like to go out with me. Thats luck too....And the other time where i decided to pass the ball, but instead it went in goal. Thats luck too....

I am not sure how many people do not believe in luck, but if your a person who play or watch football, you would very much believe in luck.

Therefore, hereby i conclude that ladies believe less in luck than men.

And i am hoping that one of the above luck would happen, coz it hasnt happened. And if you know me well, you should know which one.

2007-04-10T00:15:00.000+08:00

A FIRE-FIGHTER'S PRAYER

When i am called to duty, God

wherever flames may race,

give me the strength to save some life

whatever be its age.

Help me embrace a little child,

before it is too late,

or save some older person

from the horror of that fate.

Enable me to be alert

and hear the weakest shout,

and quickly and efficiently

to put the fire out.

I want to fill my calling

and to give the best in me,

to guard my every neighbour

and protect his property.

And if according to our fate,

i have to lose my life,

please bless with your protecting hand

my children and my mate.

And so i begin my duty tomorrow. Wish me luck.

2007-04-07T20:44:00.000+08:00

So i am done with camp life. 7 months of staying in, weekly book-ins and outs, morning exercise, canteen food, water parade and the standard punishments. Not all of it will be missed, but it was one hell of an experience and it would be only right to say that it was fun going through shits together and coming out of it strong.

I have been posted to a nearby fire station. From now on its gonna be the real thing. Real fire and real victims. No dummies, no simulators and safety isnt being supervised by instructors, coz you are on your own with your crew.

2007-03-17T17:37:00.000+08:00

The good ones always have thier profiles restricted in Friendster.....and i wonder why......

And would you actually wanna try save someone who wishes to die coz he/she isnt interested in living anymore ? Unless if your superman/superwoman, then i believe it would be a no....

2007-03-10T13:30:00.000+08:00

Tired legs, tired body.....Been a very tiring week, the fire-fighting training coming to an end soon, the final stage and the crucial phase has started.

I am pretty much out on what to actually put here. Well, there are 2 stuffs actually;

1) i still have problems believing that my cousin who is 1 year younger than me got married, and no, its not that kind of marriage which you think. It came clean.

2) Ok, this is gonna sound really unusual and weird....Few people are having this little confusion on whether i have a girlfriend. As much as i would love to say YES, sadly its a no. Nonetheless, i am still persistent on Halle Berry.....A fool you would say, i take it with a smile : )

2007-02-19T00:23:00.000+08:00

Some "random amusements" of life.

Wearing shades in a club. ( I will never get this one.)

Coming up with a hatelist, with backstabbers and liars in the list.( I still think 'women with armpit hair' and 'guys with waxed legs' makes better sense)

Being a Singapore fan only when they play against M'sia or whenever they reach some final. ( Its no joke.)

Working your ass-off to earn some cash, just to spend the whole of it on some bag.(Why oh!Why.)

Waking up real early to go jogging. (Jogging is no clubbing.)

Having 49 close up shots of yourself in friendster( Yes, i can see that you're 'pretty'.)

Eating an heavenly meal, just to puke it out later(God help them.)

Walking into the same shop twice and not knowing you have actually been there
30 mins ago. (ok, i suck....screw Vivo.)

2007-02-11T15:19:00.000+08:00

Imagine sleeping all alone in the jungle for one night, just you in your tent......the nearest human- being being 50m away.....They call it solo night....They allocate a place to you and you set up your tent before it gets dark....So while i was on a mission in building my mansion, it poured badly......So i waited awhile before i could continue.....didnt seem to stop and it was gettin darker....so i built my mansion, and the best part....i even had a swimming pool next to it. How cool is that. Insects seemed friendly companions, and i did invite rain into my mansion coz i was too lonely. So sleeping in a mansion filled with insects and a pool isnt that bad afterall. Just some insect bites and your wet clothings. You guys should try it sometime, go in the jungle and go solo.......if you survive, do give me a call. Coz at one point i almost forgot my name.

And i am still trying to figure out what is the purpose of the solo night.

2007-01-20T16:57:00.000+08:00

I like fantasizing about this one.....

Imagine, you being in a hall with lots of hot single ladies.....and you are the average guy, not exactly good-looking, but not too bad either......then there are your other male counterparts, below average dudes......So you being the best though average, among the rest......its only logical that most ladies will take notice of you and might even approach.....

now, how cool is that......i am assuming you are sayin very(if you're a male reading this)........

well, thats how's the situation like in this 8 days course i am currently goin through......it happens for the ladies.......but then again, you might say boys will be boys....ever desperate.....

cant argue much with that.......

2007-01-13T01:00:00.001+08:00

Aitez......here's a cool one....

People run away from it, i run into it.
Who am i?

Well its pretty obvious........Whatever then.....

2006-12-31T15:46:00.000+08:00

Well Well Well......For those of you who thought i was dead, i am not. NS didnt kill me, it just took my time away from the blogging world....nonetheless, i am here to have a quick recap of 2006.....Its been the simplest and the least complicated and stress-free year ever.

Jan to Feb - Was having my attachment, completed my course of study.

Mar to Apr - Spent the lots of time sleeping, skating and soccering.

Apr to Mid August - Was away from Sg in search of a really hot bad-ass chick....FYI, Mission
Failed!......and my elder Sis got married.

Mid August to Sept 11 - Was preparing myself for NS life....push-ups, push-ups and more
push-ups.

Sept 12 to Dec 31 - Reported to Civil Defence Academy, weekend book-outs are mostly spent
with friends.

So there you go.....as simple as it can get.

A better 2007 perhaps.....maybe maybe......

2006-09-11T04:19:00.000+08:00

" slide it up....slide it down...slide it left....slide it right....slide it all around".......oohhh!....yeahh!...ahhhh!............Well, i didnt know playing with my botak head will feel so good....really, you guys should try it too.....go botak, then play about with it with your hands......and its really cool, literally......I was in my friend's car....wind-screen down....my head out....wow, some feeling through the head which i havent felt in years....well, lets see....a decade to be precise, coz that was the last time i went botak. So yeah, in about 30 hours i will be reporting to my 'new home'......I would be lying if i said i am totally excited about it...and i would be also lying if i said that i am not looking forward to it.....Lets just make the best out of it shall we......so thats that.

Back in the past, when i had a blog...i wasnt really keen on sharing it with many people.....Now that things have changed(i am botak now) and will be changing(frequent stay-ins).....i think it would be good to use this blog as a form of communication.....to people whom i know....and people who feel that sms-ing me is a bloody waste of thier 5 cents can msg me here by commenting..........and people who have exceeded thier free monthly sms and are thinking twice about having to pay for the next sms can also do the same. And hopefully i can keep in touch with you people.....Coz i love you all...i really do.....Bye.

2006-09-09T06:15:00.000+08:00

And then i wonder how can someone pride oneself on being so into the fashion and runway world out there but could actually mis-spell 'Chanel' as 'Channel'...not once, but thrice....well, being low-knowledged myself, i actually thought there might be such a brand(forgive the doubt)....so i clarified with a friend of mine, asking her whether is there a designer-brand named 'Channel'.....but sadly no....no such brand.

Even i who have a hard time understanding fashion know that it is named Coco Chanel.....Wow, i pity this chic......Coco Chanel will be haunting this girl to her grave. God bless her .

2006-09-06T05:24:00.000+08:00

Nothing gets me more pissed than a 'Limited Access Profile' on Friendster. Sometimes while surfing around, i happen to be on a quest. A quest to find a hot chic of my race through Friendster. And if you happen to know me well and you live in Singapore, you will know the rarity(make that very rare) of beauties that lurk in my race. So after about 1 hr and 15 mins of intensive searching, when i spot one, nothing beats the excitement, okay maybe Halle Berry's lapdance might. So i click on her photo to check her out....i get this "Access to xxxxx's full profile is limited to Friendster members to whom xxxxx is closely connected."
Noooo!...."Oh God!, why have you forsaken me, why am i not blessed to admire these gorgeous chics. Not once, not twice....but thrice denied!!!....How long more do i have to search to hit upon one that allows access to view her photos.".....man, that sucks....i swear its one of the shittiest feeling, so shitty that its good enough to be in the" Top 5 shittiest feelings" chart. Well, Life is Unfair, so they say.

2006-09-05T05:00:00.000+08:00

You should have heard the news about the death of Steve 'Crocodile Hunter' Irwin by now. And anyone who hasnt heard about it and only realise his death after reading this blog...Well to save you the surprise, his death didnt have anything to do with a crocodile.
Infact it was an animal which we humans might deem save and friendly(well,at least i would). Now i see why they are called stingrays. Coz they sting, no joke.....A stingray's barb pierced his heart. It's a freakish death, considering he didnt die old or get killed by a croc. I mean, from the way he handles the crocs, you just feel that sooner or later the crocs will get the better of him. Honestly i would have felt good if he was eaten by a croc, and that would have shown kids not to be a crocodile hunter when they grow up. But one thing you have to admire about the guy is that he loved what he did, he had this huge unbelievable passion for it. That is cool......Till then, RIP.

2006-09-04T05:28:00.000+08:00

I was at MacDonald having my breakfast after a long night of partying. So there i was, seated and thinking of what to eat when a friend of mine was telling me that a Bapok seated outside Mac was looking at me. So i turned to look at her with a big smile.

Honestly i thought it was a lie, a Bapok looking at me....but it wasnt. She was looking at me alright, and she even called me over to the place where she was seated. She was with her group of Bapok-mates....My friends told me to go ahead and join her. I was kind of scared, well if you were to refer to my earlier entry in my former blog, i had this teeny weeny fear of them. So it was sometime before me and a friend of mine went to join the Bapoks. There were 2 of them, both of them were pretty, one was real-hot.....If she had been alone, it would be hard to say if she was a Bapok or a genuine lady...So we went over, we talked with them. The hot one's name was lisa, she is from Thailand and the cool thing was she had a feminine voice....the other one's name was Palau(if i heard it right)... had a masculine voicebox...yew!......So it was kinda cool you know, interacting with lisa....She was really pretty and i told her that thrice....1st "you are very pretty"....2nd "really, you are a pretty lady"......3rd(when i was about to leave) "eh, i am not lying, you are very pretty"....well i guess she knew she was pretty, she didnt even bother to say 'thank you' the third time.

I think i no longer fear them, they seem a friendly bunch alright....but not all i presume. I dont know how it works with Bapoks....A friend of mine once said, you pay them 40 bucks and you'll land yourself a blowjob....is it true?......if it is.....i wonder which guy in the right state of mind would wanna get such service......i can get a shot with 40 bucks at geylang and they bloody well have a real vagina there.....Well anyway, it was nice meeting them......the one with the feminine voice at least.

2006-08-30T02:22:00.000+08:00

Just waiting for the days to pass by, and before you know it i will be shifting to my new 'home' on the 12th of september at Jln Bahar.

So life has been pretty much the same.....well, actually its exactly like what it used to be before i was MIA. Skateboarding, kicking balls or chill-out sessions.

During Chill-Out sessions, we(mostly me) happen to bring up the topic about NS life.....NS dudes and Non-NS dudes both share thier stories and opinions about it. Honestly i am prepared(mentally at least) for it, lets just make the best out of it shall we. So i was imagining my first day there. I dont know, going through orientation and stuffs like that and fast forward to my first night there, i can fairly say i might be right in what i am about to predict with a certain few of my bunkmates.

First off, lets thank technology for the invention of Mobile Cellular Phones.

So imagine this scenario.

Bunkmate A : "hello dear, how are you doing, yes i mish you too....no no pls dont cry, i will be
booking out this weekend we can meet up then...no dear pls, i might start
crying if you dont stop yours. Ok dear, my Sir is here...i will call you tmr
night!.....yes i lub you too."

Bunkmate B : " yes mummy, ok mummy i will not mix with the bad guys...no mummy i wont
start smoking...i swear....i love you too mummy....good night mummy, tell
papa i miss him."

Bunkmate C : " eh beb, gua tak leh angkat ni training ah......macam sial abis ah, ok la Sir sial
aku da datang....besok gua call."

Me : "Dude.....life is fuckin good man....in no time i will be equipped with a nice
muscular chest and a rock-hard 8 pacs....yeah, we can be beach boys like we
planned.....aitez...i will see you this weekend....ciao"

Well, i dont quite expect Bunkmate A and B, well maybe A....certainly not B........I was actually told to expect more of Bunkmate C...I am totally cool with such people....i am a sociable guy you see..So now i am able to talk like as if i am one of them...Hey like they say...."Do What The Romans Do In Rome".

2006-08-21T15:39:00.000+08:00

In about less than 3 weeks time i will be sitting or working my ass away in the Civil Defence physical training camp. September 12, freedom will not be what it has been. But i am looking forward to it.

2006-08-19T05:17:00.000+08:00

I thought it was gonna be a lonely 20th birthday, just me wishing myself in the airport while waiting to board the flight. Well some peeps did remember me.....So it wasnt lonely afterall.....thanks people. No longer a teen and I am just wondering have i grown a year wiser. Hopefully i did.....Hopefully

2006-08-10T04:10:00.000+08:00

Is it possible to get 5 1/2 if you add 2 and 2 up ?

There i go, its the test post.