Someday it will be all over

To think or not to think...
To know or not to know...
To hear or not to hear...

That are the choices i have in my own life... i could be facing you and yet not giving a damn about you... To understand a person is not something that can be accomplish on a hundred percent scale... Here's an analogy... imagine u and that person are looking at the same thing... no doubt its the same thing but in completely different angles...when u do look in the same angle... you will probably be blocked be him/her... so my question is how can we ever understand a person completely...

Somethings i start to wonder... is the current me an act... i view myself as me...i never concern myself over what i'm to others ... back at home i'm just an idiotic sibling and an filial/un-filial son ( i do not wish to label myself things which are of other people's perspectives) Perhaps the music i listen to call help me in some way towards my own identity... Metal... 80's rock and emo chinese music... does that tell me anything??

Ok... now try analysing me... I enjoy a mix blend of music... ranging from metal to jazz, bossa nova, chinese, rock... perhaps too vague... maybe we can try physical outlook... if i were to live alone... i probably get a tattoo...on my right arm... tribal prints... i would go for a eyebrow, lips piercing... i would cut a korean hairstyle...
maybe abit more bout myself to aid to ur analysis... i had some bad experience in my relationships... sometimes my humour goes overboard...i do not bother myself over things that cannot be controlled... example height... i tend to regret alot...when i love someone it will be forever... i can only court girls who are english spoken...only then when we're alone.. i'll have something to say to her... i change my group of friends like no one's business... i like to emo... Some things i say i want to drink alone but i nv did it once...i'm dun like to make up lies... i try to be an gentleman as much as possible... i'm not a gangster... i'm fat...

Now tell me what kinda of person i'm... because i really need to know... tag on my watermelon colored tagboard... Cheers...

Er Hem

School started two days ago... I'm impressed over how smoothly the lessons were and the people in my class...surely this is a good semester and i now know a lot more people... the ice breaker wasn't that hard... eventually it began to be very fun in class BUT i must remind you that this is only the second day of life and the real challenge would come with i have my face off with goh chee keong and pearly (i wish i don't ever have to type, spell, read or think about this name again) .

Just now when i was walking home... some cyclist cycled by and immediately my first perception was... is it a bangala, MIC or malaysian kia... as he move closer, bangala was out as he was yellow (asians are yellow even if we look brown) then as he came closer... it was even more obvious... the hairstyle would be the clue... malaysian kia have spiky head even if its long.. it seems spiky and for some fucking reason wet...It muz be hair gel..seriously who still uses gel in such an era... looking at the face was the best... I must remind you that cyclist are never handsome guys... no matter what and how or even how low your standards are... that is the reason why i try not to cycle as much as possible... when i walk past a chick... i wanna look her thoroughly... sort of like scanning her with my eyes from top to bottom and if the chance permits... Smell her scent and that is exceptionally important... a woman's scent is the way to a guy's heart...

Imagine your girl friend stinks... while making love... here you are having the best time of your life but your nose is having the worst day ever... as it is sniffing her right under her sweat glands... omfg... get what i mean... but still... if you really love her... it's still possible... because love blinds,block,disrupts any flaw in her... isn't love the worst?

True story of the day : bad breathe

Some colleague was telling us about this at work... on how bad breathe has lead to a foursome...

Aparently this girl has bad breathe and her bf wanted to dump her... but they held on as he wanted sex... eventually he try to throw the girl to the best friend as he couldn't take her breathe... but even this friend also couldn't stand it and also held on just for sex... This girl then had the eyes for my colleague and for some screwed up reason... a foursome occurred... but the funny thing is that after 4 hours of sex and all... no one had even kissed her once... fucking funny.... i wonder how many times that girl actually orgasm in that 4 hours... I'm just wondering... nothing more...(WINK)

Irritating irritating...

Well well well... i finally cut my hair on sat... since i don't really care what the guys think... i shall only say what the girls think... well... michele said my hair was cutted too thin... i think i heard something like 'gay' or something... haha... and today in school... worst still... after styling my hair... cer cer said... did u shave this part... omg... she was pointing to my bald spot... so saddened... and that commence a very irritating day of yet another irritating moment in the part and parcels of life... But even before that happened...

Woke up at 7 without cer cer's help... leave the house early and all but when i board the bus... WTF!? so many people... and kinda lots of teens... couldn't get a sit till tamp mrt there... and when i did... sat beside a girl... was wondering if she was a MIC... but soon confirm it when she spoke on the phone... anyway she was irritating... fidgetting here and there through out the entire bus journey... when i reach the bus interchange... i was shock to see that 902 was there... it only operates when school is operating... anyway i boarded it and when on it... so guy hoped on and didn't pay for the bus ride...irritating ass... anyway i waited for so fucking long... till the bus left... fucking irritating...

Reach the school... Oh my fucking god... so fucking many people.... KNN... school orenitation... fuck~~~~~ then came the cer cer & hair cut story...

Today... everyone was super slack and i went around irritating people esp cer cer... out of defense... she clawed me... kicked me... punch & slap... and all i did was to look her in the eye... i know i look like a gangster but... i'm a nice and friendly guy who wouldn't harm an ant ( that's a lie... i fucking love killing them)

Purposely find fault with cer cer ( sorry cer cer)... bullied her all day long... wrote stupid tags to her which she later posed with... HAHA... chase her around the lab... whack jeremy and nicky dog... post another lie on FB saying... " i hate my fyp team"... its a lie... i love u all...( at least juz cer cer...i'm not really into guys so...) for some wierd reason... started talking in the FTIR room... while doing FTIR... we sat there and shared stuff... that was nice... Cer Cer ask what are 5 qualities you seek in your ideal partner... for some reason mine was the highest in expectation... damn it... i wasn't asking for much...all i ask for was...

1. muz be english spoken
2. muz not be dumb
3. need not be too pretty but looks that can last
4.muz be kind hearted ( i'm evil... she's kind...can u see it... it's called a balance)
5. ( i forgot bout this)

Anyway... our favourite team member bought us gifts from langkawi... (now u know why he is our favourite?) Thx Bro... Cer cer was so happy when she saw the sea shells which nicholas picked but i think DELI has more to offer if only i can go back there again... miss my indo family... and frenz there...i wanna go night fishing... fucking irritating!!

The latest way to snooke ur frenz... he's just a hi- bye friend like cer would say... but really the word to use is "acquaintance"...

New Discovery... There's a new dish in the market called 'dear chicken'... which happened to be actually grilled chicken... anyway... cer cer said it... WHAHAHAHAHA... IRRITATING!!!!!!

Knock Knock

Ding Dong! Somebody pressed my doorbell... since Stan was at home, he went to get the door... came this auntie in an fake accent... acting all goody goody and stuff... The first question she popped was : would you choose money or wisdom?? shit!! first thing i knew is that she coming to preach... can i call the police?!?! Since stan is a Christian... he starting making a conversation about Solomon... she ask stan do he think that god has a name... she didn't have to ask Stan because i know the answer... His name is DOG... GOD & DOG... see the link??

This fucking old lie is going way out of hand... after so many millenniums... its still going on... 1 of the main reason for war is religion... anyone realise?? terrisotist... protesters VS catholic... think about it... a world without religion...

I'm gonna come up with some plans to piss the preachers off my house door and here it goes...

1. Are you preaching... u do realise that it is illegal in singapore right?? so u want me to call the police or u leave now?

2. so u want Allah to strike u?? ( do dress in a sarong / song ko)

3. The auntie approach to sales person... shaking ur hand violently...saying 不要买，不要买，不要买，不要买，不要买 then slam the bloody door...

4. Ask this question... so... if i do kill someone and then i go to church... am i relieve of my Sins ( the answer would be yes, then move the target of someone to the person preaching... ) saying then i suppose i shall kill u 1st... Then go to church...

5. Do u heard of Satan?? he's in my bath room now... wanna meet him?? ( u run to the room coming out dressed in a black cloak armed with 2 choppers shouing "KILL ALL")

6. say 'WHAT...PLEASE FUCK OFF" then slam the door...

See... there are so many ways to do this... next time someone knocks on ur door... feel free to use any of this methods to save ur time and effort talking to them... Cheers!!

Just for laughs BUT true story

Welcome for today's just for laughs section. The topic today would be :

'People falling on the bus' .

Going home from work... i took 65 ( I have a choice between that and 22) ... Since it was only a single deck, i sat at the front of the bus... the very first sit... as we all know... people like to chase for the bus and some people actually did... doing so... a malay auntie actually manage to get onto the bus after some malay boys manage to stop the bus... being the last to board, the driver was getting impatient as he wanted to leave long ago but people kept making last minute arrivals... So he step onto the gas as soon as the auntie tapped her card... due to the sudden motion.. the auntie fell head over heels... and me sitting infront had to help as everyone was actually looking...

But deep down inside me... i was laughing like nuts thinking " this is fucking hilarious" ... don't get me wrong people... i'm not being racist here... no matter who falls down... i'll still laugh and that's coz i'm fucking evil... the only reason why i help her was to create a psuedo image and let people think i'm nice and all so i can backstab them... Ain't this just awesome!?!?

FINALLY!!

I finally did what i wanted and should have done.... even if it was shorter than i wanted... it a good start afterall... My 1st Bedok Reservoir cross country... 03/27/09... First thing first... my bicycle tires were wored out... they seem to be out of air after sometime... so i had to fix them at the bicycle shop for $14... then off i go to the real deal... after i reached... i was regretting already about something... my camera... i leave it at home... wtf!? the view is so nice... so i had no choice but to use my camera phone..LG Renoir... and the quality?? for a camera phone... it's awesome...

Cycling is now the excuse... taking picts is now the priority... so i'm gonna post what i took...

China schemer

Recently, i feel nice and relax since things seems to be going on nicely for moi... the quest for a girlfriend is still on, i have been single for a year... now i'm getting kinda lonely... why do all the girls around me think I'm dangerous?? coz i got high level of FFA ( free fatty acid) ?? scare of cardiac arrest when you're around me?? *WINK*...(with the click sound)

Somehow i feel that my house is so much quieter with Stan in the army now... it gets lonely some nights...no one hogs the comp in the living room now... very uncomfortable to the lame shit jokes and fights i'm missing... he's coming back this weekend...if nothing goes wrong like kena confinement...

Few days back... recieve a fucking prank call... according to my skeptical analysis.. some china bastard trying to scheme some money out of innocent elderly like my dad called... since i didn't answer the phone but was pass on the phone by my dad, i wasn't aware of who actually called... i was juz sitting there using my comp then my dad started screaming and yelling at me to get the phone. So i did... what awaited me was so sobbing and murbling... i couldn't at all tell who was it... then i ask my dad who was it.. he say it was my bro... who should be in the army... i tried to continue the conversation with the person.. in a crying tone ( could and most probably acting it) said : 我是你儿子. What the fuck...so i keep probing asking who he was... then in the end he hung up... perphaps he gave up trying to scheme me...which couldn't be the case why??

1. If anything would have happened to my bro wouldn't the army have called instead.
2. My bro didn't bring a phone into the camp
3. The voice doesn't sound like my bro at all
4. My bro nv speaks chinese to my dad
5. he would never say '我是你儿子' to his brother,me.

Judging by all this points, i hereby conclude that it was a fucking schemer. However it got my dad into tears, coz stupid bro didn't bring a phone into the camp to save $18. what an ass... he also didn't call back home... noob...