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The Linkin Park concert live at the Singapore Indoor Stadium was something that I miraculously left out in my November summary. Guess it's possible to leave out a highlight like this when you're cramming it all in a single post. Here are some photos:










And some other less significant ones:

Pictures are courtesy of Amanda. =)

resistance is futile

Late nights + unhealthy diet = I look like shit.

Must... Wind... Bio... Clock...

PS: Most ecstatic moment that happened this week has got to be wearing my iPod into the campus, dumping the disc on the lecturer's table and walking out as Night Drive by All-American Rejects came on. Second would be a tie between constant inbox message rush fer model assignments and anxiously waiting fer the next jamming session.

Nothing else can get boring once you've tried catching prawns on an empty tummy.

Yeah, that's my mom trying her luck at the prawn pond(say that 5 times fast) in Bottle Tree Park. And the beer's all mine. =D

I laid on my bed

Stomache down and I felt a sharp vibration. It was a beetle.

YMCA

Like how all wedding dinners should start. Late. We all arrived a half hour after the given time. Sure was an eye-opening experience similar to primary school on racial harmony day. It's definitely the first time in my life I've ever danced to bhangra as well. Thanks to Sameer and his jovial cousins...

PS: Fantastic food. Now it's time to dream about vomitting limitless beer foam. Zzzz...

what i've been up to

Aah, it's here. I know it's not as long as you readers expect it to be, after being gone fer so long, but I'm feeling mentally frail and physically flabby. And I'll be paragraphing my topics so you can skip the bitching you don't wanna read.

Musicwise, we haven't been jamming since 5 posts ago. YiQiang has been away in Thailand with Crescendo and Willard here has been busy selling wine and taking driving lessons(no matter how many times you tell me, I still think that sounds rather ironic). I really hope our next jam together will be a productive one, to say the least. There's about 8 songs on the list now, including a coupla new ones. However, I would be grateful if they took Starlight out. It really kills me. And I know they're also probably gonna make me regret saying this but I kinda miss doing Zombie.

Clubbing on the first fortnight was what killed the weekend late hours. Double O, as usual, hit the spot with great music, cool prices and crazy buddies. Though the management should think about fixing their air-conditioning. It was hot and dripping..... Okay, it didn't seem that erotic at that point of time. Ah well, nothing more fun that drunk-driving. I should probably fill you guys in on the bad parts too. MOS. Ministry Of Shit, I tell you. It's gonna be the 3rd time I vow never to step into the place(I had to revisit that hole due to valid reasons). Portray Hell in the movies, no space, plenty of souls rubbing against one another with hands in the air, replace the groaning with underground R&B and you have the Smoove Area. Although the Main Arena had trance, which was fine by me as a genre, it took literally forever to move on to the next track. My guess was that the DJ left fer the loo and put it on replay with various aeroplane noises as the audical transition. At least I was able to meet up with old BMT mates like Rishi and Arib.

D&D. Probably the most exciting thang that happened in the month, besides meeting fer our new card game(cannot reveal details as stated on contract's print). Oh boy, how geeky but yeah. Sad, we all died in the end. Guess it's time fer a fresh campaign. Probably a light-hearted one that's stress- or drama-free. The other guys have probably done their fair share of mourning fer their past characters.

Home truly, where my heart has mostly been in the past 30 days. Proud to announce that my pad is officially declared tidy, based on past standards. People have been dropping by every now and then to have a good look. Wonder when we'd be able to get a new tenant now that we've decided to move over to Simei Green, the condo, by March 2008. Downgrading, my friends say. Pfft. I've already worked out the plan fer my future room. I took the smallest room mainly because it does not have any built-in cupboards and shelves. It has a nice window too plus a diagonally-cut wall to place my future flat-screen on so that I can play my consoles from the bed. Muahahahaha. Still, it really saddens me to know that Whiskey is to be given away.

Hmmm, when I'm out... Wait. I hardly went out. I did catch some movies like Beowulf and Game Plan. Ugh, come to think of it, I wasted most of the time I had at home trying to "complete" my school project that I unfailingly(is that even a word?) procrastinated day after day with Facebook and CrunchyRoll. Thanks to Gurvin and Thamarai fer helping. ;')

Pretty much wraps up the rainy month. I'm feeling real disappointed now realising that I've not been a very productive male(in a non-sexual sense) fer the last four weeks. Learning random stuff over YouTube doesn't count. =(

PS: Regarding the Singtel commercial(ancient news), I didn't get the part.

that popped my cherry

With Khairul away, I've been mostly hanging out with the Red Carabena. I love saying that. Red Carabena. Cara. Bena. Care-A-Bean-Ah. Hehe. I'm home today. Lessons on Wednesday mornings are shitty fer me since my current official bedtime is at 4am. And the fact that they are more like tutorials(not like there's a difference now that it's the project phase) with only 90 minutes of class. ALL THE WAY IN THE WEST. If there was a way to fold this country in half, my education and residence will occupy the exact same space.

Someone tried to call me via the SAF outgoing line this afternoon, during my temporary slumber. If it's you reading, please let me know. It's one of my pet peeves to receive a missed call and not a clue who it was.

Stud Club News on a rare outdoor-Greg day, he's going to buy HellGate London. I would've gotten it too, if it weren't fer those meddling kids. No, I'm sorry, if it weren't fer my age-old PC. I think it's defected. Which makes me fear wishing fer eternal life as a human, maybe that's why we use only a maximum of 5% in our entire lives. Any more and we may end up with more problems than Microsoft. Back on track, we wonder whether a HellGate Singapore is in progress. It might be cool. Funny. But cool. Chaos is what this country needs. Okay, a joke. I might get arrested fer this quote because some nosy blog-hopper reported me fer it. But I didn't backspace, did I? It's a joke. Really.

I-Models called. Wow. I got a call. Tomorrow's the casting day fer a Singtel website video commercial and I'm shortlisted. It's gonna be in Chinatown, yay, haven't been to Chinatown in months. Hope I get selected. ^^

PS: Sony PSP + Nintendo DS + XML Project = I need some exercise. All I have is food.

Oh yeah, there was a cute cute CUTE cashier chic over at Science Center's Mac's. She looked kinda sweet when she got angry at excursion students getting between her and my order. Haha. But that's all that really mattered to me, besides the new threadmill my father just got today, on Wednesday, the last day of October 2007. And you've just been filled in.

hellogoodbye

I shall mark this day as the one which I stayed up till sunrise on without the abuse of alcohol. Amanda. Willard. Stardust. Kopitiam. And loads of holiday plans. With kaya and eggs.

captain linger

Name: Kong Li Wei Louis aka Lulu
DOB: 11th MAR 1986
Occupation: IT Student by day, Movie Critic by night
Weaknesses: Bullets and Heartbreaks
Strengths: Capable of relieving tension from awkward situations as well as vice-versa

Me: "Eh man, so who's the closest one now?"
Dan: "YuXuan... And Alyssa."
Me: "What? Why is there an 'and'? There can't be an 'and'! What're you gonna do by the time you hit 25 and yer mom asks you who you're gonna marry?"
Dan: "Urm, okay but they're just friends lah..."
Me: "Oh really? Then how come you don't have sex with me?"
Eugene: "EH! I told him that last week!"

PS: LOL.

spider-sense is tingling

This has yet to happen to me but I'm pretty sure it will damn soon.

PS: Even boys have feel-low days. =(

not in sync

And I thought Zombie was overexerting. Starlight just killed me and we've got the cassette to prove it. The reflection phase was awfully embarrassing, with full of audical mistakes. It's probably the momentum. We weren't exactly feeling like ourselves today. Never do 3 hours again.

I vomitted in the morning. Ugh. Now I'm feeling drained. Guess I'll hit the sack after dinner.

PS: School sucks in more ways than one.

omfg

What a great way to start the day. Or end it. Should be going to sleep soon. I've been contemplating fer a while now on whether or not to purchase my very own PS3. Now, I offically have a reason to get it. A really motivating one.

And here it is:


So, I can hereby declare that I'm no longer upset with CAPCOM fer taking such a long time to make the next installment. It's a significant upgrade. Tell me you wet yerself.

PS: Yes, I love Street Fighter.

it's magic i tell you

The moment my last entry went through, I got a call from YQ. Funny, isn't it? Like a sign. Sure, I didn't get to do my run or have my BK meal but my I was answered with guaranteed company. Boy, I sound lonely.

Anyway, I fulfilled that Sakae Sushi buffet that I had craved since last week. While rapidly gaining mass, we debated on the law of Murphy, emoness and fairness in all natural aspects. Then we stopped after the soft shelled crabs. And showed him a route that'll save two MRT stations' fare. Lots of cock and bull dialogue as usual. Plus a movie. There's always a movie. The Drummer. I have to say Jaycee Chan's acting has pretty much improved since FlashPoint. And Angelica Lee Sinje is so cute. She kinda looks like Erdiana. Or the other way round. Whatever.

Was that all? I'm certain it was 8 hours out in total... And being stuck at The Picturehouse due to heavy weather didn't take long.

PS: Oh, also bumped into Divian and Dhaniah. She always has a new hair colour everytime I see her.

a bum's bum

Fer the postless days of the month of October, I think I'd be correct to say that I have been up to nothing. And by nothing, I don't mean I'm doing meaningless crap, I mean literally nothing. Okay, safe fer playing the DS or having meals. Heck I didn't even step outta my house. Yet I start sleeping only in the ungodly hours of the morning.

I'll probably go check out Burger King later. Hope they still have free upsizes. Maybe catch the Bourne Trilogy after I'm done with my run. And maybe those sudden twilight zone anxiety attacks'll stop since I've been given a sign by Kinokuniya. Friday's 20%, shall go purchase some more manga then.

PS: Oh shit, the holidays are over. School starts tomorrow. Again.

the hybrid handheld gamer says

Lately, it's the band that I've been hanging out with, when my ass is actually out the door. Initially intended to just drop by Park Mall fer my portfolio(pictures are up on FaceBook) and head straight home but that would be all too fishy since I'm not known fer short outings. Marina Square was to be the next stop with YQ fer his phone purchase. Personally, I like phones, I just hate the process of buying the phone. I guess it's based on past experiences with bargaining parents, negotiations like these with salesmen bore me to the core. It was a nice wait in the arcade. =)

Mr Woodcock was a pretty cool movie that you could adapt to in real life. I had a Mr Woodcock in my Primary 4 year. His name was Mr PuruShotMan. Yes. That was his official name. Seriously. He was like an Indian Bruce Willis. Seriously. Not a fond year of mine. -shivers-

Willard arrived with Amanda after their dinner and we chilled a little with coffee. If my statistical analysis is correct, 100% of our non-jamming meets have ended up with coffee. And fer future cafe visits, I shall go with Willard's taste.

PS: Metroid Prime Hunters is a pretty cool game. And I'm so enthusiastic about The Legend of Zelda: Phantom Hourglass, finally got it. Oh, and I came across this on DeviantArt, would just like to say that I'd totally play this if it were a fighting game. =D

uuuuhhhhhh

With so much time on my hands, days just feel like weeks when I'm stuck with nothing to do. I've definitely used more than enough of my hours surfing the Net and watching movies. If not, I just end up stoning while thinking up my project.

The agency called today, my portfolio's ready. Geez. Didn't feel like picking it up. Maybe I'll head out tomorrow, if I can find more than one reason to drag my ass outta the house.

PS: It's like a slow and evil transformation of a young boy turning into stagnant bum. Sad to say that majority of our male population crosses this path in at least one point of their lives.

now that's what i call music

conscience speaking

I should get started on my project proposal.

While I'm away, feel free to Ask A Ninja.

happy days

Clubbing was never this fun since the 30SCE logistics personnel. Maybe I just prefer going out with buddies that just wanna get pissed drunk all night and acting like weowndafarkinplace rather than prowling around, practising pick-up lines.. But it was a hellotta moolah blown away.

So anyway I was, like, at the studio fer a photoshoot on Friday. I finally decided to go with the idea of having a portfolio regardless... I've discussed it earlier in the month with my parents but they didn't gimme a final answer so I took the silence as consent. Felt pretty good after that, I know my tight budget only let me do 3 different looks, guess that'll have to do. And the make-up mama disapproved my clothing fer the set. At least touched up properly on my face. First up was her idea of smart casual, that made me eat my words after looking at the attire. The top was this long-sleeved version of what the Soldiers in FF7 wore fer battle. Awesome. The camera girl was fun too. Maybe I was a little excited because it was my first time... Virgin model. Felt a little awkward doing my own posing, I'd prefer her tell me what to do. The sportwear was all Adidas. Lastly, was a striking suit. I think I'm in love with suits now. When I've got the cash, I'll go look around G2000. Who knows when I might need one...

Spring-cleaning in my room is off to a good start, considering my rate of working. I'm done with reorganising my computer table, it's not plugged in yet though, shall go purchase some extension plugs tomorrow when I'm out fer lunch.

PS: Muahahahaha... Little bro's flying off to Brunei and soon, the PSP shall be ALL MINE!!! But dammit lah, the Hard Mode fer Naruto: Ultimate Ninja Heroes is just damn difficult to play. Guess unlocking the remaining characters will have to wait. I'll just chill with Lumines fer now.

tipsy and deaf

The transvastite in red was awfully hot. Hehe.

timekiller testing

Newly found interests such as Nintendogs and Graffiti have kept me a little away from boredom in recent days... Finally, time to get down and dirty, wreck havoc tonight fer it is Kev's 21st birthday! Woot.

But fer now, I have learnt that late night plus early class without breakfast only equates to major gastric and nausea. I was a pretty easy victim fer carsickness today and was awfully anal about how uncomfortable I felt until I saw a buncha special kids sitting by the coffeeshop. Then I started laughing inside...

Ooookay, time fer a nap before the big night at Zouk.

PS: Note to self, since you've already planned out how to relay yer room, get it done, as soon as you're finished with this drawing...

hello

Been at other stuff lately. Late nights with marshmallows and beer, role-playing various games, drawing and colouring multiple doodles, etc. Same old, same old. Not much has happened since I last posted. So, fer now I'd like to direct yer attention onto the most exciting breakfast I had...

While having a delightful bowl of Waffles Crisp with fresh milk on the morning of yesterday, I flipped open The New Paper to read the most moving story(to me) ever.

Mr Yahya Jamali, from Malaysia, is officially my newest and biggest(both metaphorically and physically) hero. I know the press tends to exaggerate a little on stories like this. However, whoever can take on a fucking surprise attack from a 4-metre long crocodile in the middle of a river while carrying wood home fer his family has got to be a bloody real-life action man. I dunno about you guys, but he's a celebrity to me right this moment. And he's in pretty damn good shape, considering how many people have survived being predated like this.

-claps-

There you go, guys. Our very own Southeast-Asian Chuck Norris. My Man of the Year.

PS: More of the story here.

woes of a mister

So many things to do and so little time. Those that I need and want. I have already decided what's to be on the list.

Advance diploma, model contract, driver's license, DVD marathon, manga artistry, leisure singer/keyboardist, etc.

And I'm still single. =(

PS: Something's wrong with the tagboard. Hmmm, it's not my fault, definitely...

staring contest

Here I am, once again, in front of my beloved keyboard.

Disappointed, I am. Failed to achieve the goal of tidying my room before the week ended. And I guess it's gonna take a while fer that to happen since I've gotta mug on XML and my driving's advance theory. Not to ferget that my artist's inspiration is back. Gonna do some doodles right after this.

Last night was totally gay. Watching I Now Pronounce You Chuck And Larry says it all. T'was a good movie though.

day 10

I bumped into Big Sam today. Brings a whole new meaning to "old school". Sameer Kahn. Who's not really that big now... Army happened. Took me to one mississippi to verify his facial properties. The unshaven look totally hid it all, man. We caught up a little bit at the Science Center's MacDonald's during my break. The other bit of our attention was taken away by that jiggly girl whom I think was juggling about on purpose. Lesson ended rather early today. Either the teacher isn't very enthusiastic about XML or she thinks the class isn't(then again, who is?). We headed down town by the red line, awfully long enough to talk about stuff ranging from army to games. That's like girls talking about boys to shoes. But let's not go there... So anyway, Paragon to Sunshine Plaza and split at Bugis MRT(another talent scout appeared along our strolling session, stop trying to suck my money by boosting my ego, biatches). I think I chose the wrong comic serials to follow, they haven't published new issues fer months now. -sob-

Dinner was postponed till later with Eugene. Back home, it was, fer a little work out and rinsing. Vanity got the better of me as I rushed fer Tampines, only to realise at the junction in front of the station that I totally missed my wallet. By the way, this had happened before, acted cool with the iPod while swearing my ass off inside. Then he had to call to confirm the later timeslot when I'm all sweaty(fergot the transit card but there was no way I was gonna make a second trip back). No worries, more time fer food and a little joypad action. Yoshinoya was delightful, despite the beetle shell hanging from the chilli powder packet, was too lazy to complain. And I hate challengers, can't I have a decent game before my movie without interruptions? Left the machine before he KO'ed me, heh.

Rogue Assassin was awesome. Disappointed me though, in a way that there were more gunfights than martial arts displays. Plus a very, very twisted twist with a twist at the near end so be fast if ya wanna get it. I know it's like a spoiler, sorry. =P

PS: Walked home to Muse. Feels pretty damn good singing Starlight as loud as I can without anyone around.

Also... This is obviously the most highly anticipated and hottest thang next to The Dark Knight. Say it with me now. Fuck Spiderman.

soundtrack

dumped a lump...

Of photos. Dumped a lump of photos into Slide today. That's right. This application should be updated quite frequently with new pictures. I'm a camwhore, after all. This time round has a load in it 'cos I was filtering the stuff I got. Yahoo! Photos is gonna close in a week's time and I gotta transfer my library of photos to PhotoBucket before then. Or else all my pictures will be automatically deleted.

Blasphemy.

condolences to the many of 2001

A break from the monotonous reality, which is my life, at two gatherings, both hosted at DownTown East. Yes, the place is back up, theme park's still under construction though.

Chalet #1: 3SG "Dan" Low Eng Chye's birthday slumber.
Wore pink on purpose to create that statement. Obviously, everyone read into it the moment they saw me, except the girls, of course. It feels pretty cliché to say it, probably 'cos it's an over-rated phrase*. Movie marathon plus PG-13 forfeits. Sleeping in a weaving pattern. Wine all over the floor. The perfect mess.

Chalet #2: Mr. Benedict Chan Hsien Yang's birthday session.
T'was more of the chillin' till our dear Uncle See popped out of the ground. Fer the guys who've yet to hang out with him outside camp, he's a totally different person. Executing the most daring stunts that make us hide our faces. But then again, he's like our drunk meter, when we have to stop him, we have to stop too. Had alot of cheap beer that night. And I'm probably gonna hit stage two of the black lung soon enough. Ugh...

PS: What? You expect full details? Don't be crazy... Parties are all about, "WHOA YA SHOULDA BEEN THERE, MAN!!!"...

*Please see photo fer details. =)

pink is the new black

I'll say it once and I'll say it good, "ORD loh".

Today, I collected my IC. Whoopie... I don't feel all that sparkly inside, wonder why. It's not that I'm gonna miss the army life, rather, it wasn't that special on the whole. Didn't even rush down to collect it, let alone taunt the guards as I made my last exit from Jurong Camp.

It could be because I've got nothing special waiting fer me in the military afterlife. Or just a bloody hot day.

The wait fer the bus was nauseatingly torturing, apart from the smell of artificial chilli from lunch consumed by the guy beside me, mixed with airborne particles mostly consisting of grounded concrete resulted from the railway in progress, the sun was glaring and steaming freely in the nude. Put some clouds back on, Mr. Skin-Fryer. Skipped the plan fer Jurong Point and headed to town instead fer some window-shopping. Combed Far East Plaza to Plaza Singapura. Bumped into some of the Platoon 6 guys along the way, apparently, if we didn't collect our cilivian cards by the end of office hours today, we'd be charged fer AWOL, or so I hear but it wouldn't have affected me. Ended up with only new 2 t-shirts. And they were from Takashimaya, gosh, simply faaabulous. Haha. The salesgirls, I meant. Could be a service thing to smile fer the customer, or they really liked me. =) Deflated the ego in remembrance of someone else in mind. -sigh- See? Some guys are actually devoted. Although not as devoted as our homeland's new protagonist, CPL Dave Teo.

Which brings me to a short topic change. I know things like that happen many a time on our little reclaimed island. But I seriously think that the press is really following a contradicting principle of theirs. Being fellow Singaporeans and commenting on how "ugly" our national image has become, yet publishing stories like these to feed their prying minds. Nosing into personal stories fer ratings, purely shameful. I fer one feel that the news was broadcasted in a way to condemn this fellow(although personally, I, too, think that he's an idiot) and not to teach our society a good lesson on such mistakes, especially the minors. Sure, people are different. People have different levels of tolerance and situation assessment skills. My opinion is that people are what they choose to be. This guy is no exception. I'm just making a point that the media should not have their own one-sided views on such information as an entity. An all-round enactment would be nice. Like what they do when old uncles get caught fighting at coffeeshops, or chinese prostitutes getting raped and robbed in cabs(vice versa). Possibly, most of our people judge street-wise intelligence by age. As the saying goes, "I've probably eaten more salt than you have eaten rice in yer life". Times are different, adults of Sin City. Youngsters eat fast food. And that's MSG.

Ahem. Back to journalling. Thank goodness the 'rents were done with their golf roadshow or whatever it was a HarbourFront. Would've died of boredom if I went to meet them there. I really, really, really don't fancy golf. I must have been really eager to come home and take off these ankle weights I had on fer 10 hours straight to leave the guy at the arcade beat up my character. Love annoying challengers like that. Coulda beaten you but I let you, biatch. Walking to the pick-up point, I came across a poster of one of my most highly anticipated movies to watch, Rogue Assassin, which now just makes me wanna laugh after reading what Khai blogged. It really seems like they're both arguing over the dumbest thing.

Jason Statham: "You ate my fries..."
Jet Li: "And they were delicious."

Just have to lawl fer that.

Oh. Haircut. I look like the Mr. Karate version of Ryo Sakazaki now with this 'do. And I haven't shaved. Just dye it ash blonde, don a gi and I can do a HaouShoKoKen. Heh. You guys probably wouldn't even get a flying fuck of what I just said. No worries, it's a gamer thang.

Some barley on the way home. Saw YuYi at the cashier. YuYi, if you're reading this, I went to BK today fer you but I did not get to talk to you because yer queue was longer... That's if you still recognise me in person. =\

PS: Is it morally wrong to walk into HMV with your iPod on?

yahoo's top search

the second one

Ah... To be young again. I know alot of readers will oppose what I'm about to say as I'm what they call, "still youthful".

It's just that... I was hanging out late at EastPoint earlier this evening with Khai after strolling back from Tampines. We're such bums; changing shillings fer arcade tokens, chilling with drinks from 7-11, battling with handhelds, etc. Taking it all so cool and easy. His little brother was going fly with his board by the stairs of the MRT station with his posse. Guess what. The BK crew. They're cool. I thought so, at least. My buddy was just plain annoyed because it was his younger sibling. They kinda reminded me of the old times, the old me. I missed exchange programs. Missed inter-school camps. Missed the girls, prefects and cheerleaders. I miss the parties. The dancing. The drama. I missed the hangouts. Novena Square, China Square, Marina Square, whatever Square. Back then, you didn't care what the world thought. A stupid lamb that knows no danger. Ignorance was confidence. Crazy was cool. Mad was rad. To have so much energy, so many friends. Counting scowls of passers-by. How fun. Wonder how the past cliques are holding up... I should try catching up with some of them. How did we even stray away from each other to different paths, I wonder. Many say 21 is the age every kid and adult wants to be. It's getting kinda monotonous. It's probably a post-army phase. I'm alone again in a new world. Like that second last box in Snakes & Ladders that brings you back down to one. Social status isn't exactly going in a circle, more like a spiral if you ask me, same pattern overlapping over and over...

I sound like that kinda person who doesn't know why he's fat or ugly and keeps emphasizing on the cause, not the solution. =( But before I do something about it, I have to... Crap. What do I have to do? I don't wanna try so hard to have fun. I'll give it time, probably just at the wrong place at the wrong time. Time is what I have to spare, anyway. Seeing how I'm still at the trial stage of adulthood and I'm using it to think like Michael Jackson and Peter Pan.

Young at heart, not the other thought. -_-

PS: I listed a coupla things in my head I could do before taking my degree. It'll take a few months before I can get started on mugging again, after this year ends, that is. Maybe a language course in Japanese or take up Aikido, all basics. Get my license once and fer all. See if New Urban Male has an opening fer any of their outlets. Since I'm not a member and I buy lotsa their stuff, might as well. And heterosexually stating this, Betty, it's not fer the chics.

Break free from introversy, Louis...

female dog time

What a disappointing series of events. Actually, it's just two. But they were consecutive. And plural. So don't make it sound like I made it sound bad with my "exaggeration".

Pasir Laba Medical Center. Apparently, someone switch my batch's timing to an earlier slot. They told me I was late when I couldn't get my check-up done today. Even without class today, I wouldn't be caught waiting 2 hours just to strip buck-naked fer some strange captain to see. Stupid medic. Took him long enough to go through my particulars, too. Bloody disorganised pig. Yes. Pig. He looked like one. Not because he was fat. He really looked like a pig. The face and all.

Wanted to find out if I could get my certificate fer my first year diploma. It would've been really funny(actually, no) if I had to be done with the advanced level before collecting both. The exam office helped a little. By 'a little', I meant type and search. APPARENTLY, no record. Wow. I'm so surprised. And if I have to wait again, it was mentioned that it takes 2 months fer the final results to be released before they can process an official certificate, which takes another 2 months. Brilliant. A total of 4 months is all I need to lose my qualification documents. Be sure to check the papers on April of 2008. The chainsaw massacre is coming to Singapore.

PS: 'aight, steady now... Just go do some retail therapy in town after this.

magic 8 ball says stay in

It's raining. Another good day fer more soap operas. I'm back to the addiction. Blame CrunchyRoll. More of this and I'll start comparing characters to family and friends. I'm starting to see similarities between the plots and real life. Too much drama, ugh.

So here are the vids you guys've been longing to see... They're just minor clips, really. If you've got more, please feel free to send them to me to upload.

We've got LTA Lester here.


And who can forget Frankie.


PS: Temporarily taking away the media player due to technical difficulties. And I sorta understand various readers' opinions on music in blogs. I'm one of them. =)

the white one had a nice waist

I have decided to leave Informatics once I get my advanced diploma and head to SIM to pursue my degree in Information Technology. Fer one, the campus there looks so much better, more marble than hollow walls, that's certain, and two, coupla people I know're doing studies there too so I'll probably network my way around and up as I go. No, not like Van Wilder. It costs 15K to retain. The open house really cleared my doubts, now all I need to do is get this module over and done with, plus decided which degree I'm gonna take(it's split into three specialties). Either way, I'll be skipping straight to being a sophomore due to my qualifications. Ah-hah.

The ORD function was more fun that I had expected it to be. Turns out it wasn't some Chinese 10-course dinner at some restaurant but a buffet held at the Chevron's discoteque. At least I knew where my money went; 2 servings of food, one complimentary watch, a free stressball, a token of appreciation and dancing with 2 outta 3 of the hired belly-dancers, whom I think were overpaid. Surprisingly, the event ended rather early, everyone wanted to head to Velvet Dragon. I've somehow lost all mood to go clubbing these days, it's definitely not money-saving instinct. Post-party at the bowling alley with BoonGee, EngChuan and Willard. Damn, should've cut my fingernails.

PS: 145, 187, 137.

another chicken wing dinner

Hmmm. Must be the rubbish I've been eating. I could joke about almost dying after running for more than a half hour but that would be purely insensitive now, would it, considering how the number of people with this cause of death is probably equivalent to our country's lightning rate...

Not much was done today. Basically, played around with Paint, making images fer the links I've set up. Re-arranged my clothing into levels of formality. And watch some Disney Channel, finally caught the full High School Musical. Now I'm ready fer the sequel. Crunchyroll would've been the plan fer the night if Khai didn't ask me out fer supper(plus I still had my clothes on and my hair waxed). Wore khakis on purpose because they planned on hitting MOS. Can you believe it... Ended up at Greg's instead. Lucky fer me, I brought my DS.

What a monotonous series of events. Hope it'll be much better when I get up. It's the SIM Open House, gotta and gonna drop by fer a look. Probably should switch my campus after getting the advanced diploma. It's a much better environment, obviously. And it's the date of my ORD function too. I would say 'yay' but I don't exactly know what's in store and last time I checked, my military social events were all letdowns.

1408

Some fucking scary shit. It also has come to my attention that every spiritually horrifying flick needs a little girl somewhere to freak the fuck outta you.

No after-effect from the movie, probably 'cos John Cusack's character was quite a tough one, staying sane in all that... Insanity. Surprised about another thing though, I assumed this is the first role after Mace Windu that Samuel L. Jackson never said the F-word in.

PS: Other things that happened today were being awoken in the ungodly hours of the morning to be told that my little bro got through to OCS from SISPEC, brushed the idea of making it to the Army Open House, missing Aaron Kwok live at Plaza Singapura, didn't go to IndoChine's NUDE Bar as planned(although we did stroll from Dhoby Ghaut to Orchard, witnessing sights like gyrating LED rubber balls and Native American musicians busking, I know deep inside that you really don't like walking, Jess) and collected my iPod USB cable from Kev's since I left it there last night. Thank goodness or I would have no music fer the next whole week. I charge it via USB, fer yer info. And I only have mp3s in my iPod, gotta rid the evidence, ya know... Not so stupid pirate here. Arrr~

Is it wrong to have yer P.S. longer than the post's main body?

one stone to another

By now, you should have realised that my posts are becoming a daily routine. That's how much free time I have. And I'd rather spend it reading webcomics than clear my room. I know a scolding will soon follow from the mother if I carry this on...

After-class hours were spent at Tampines with Kev. The place has changed quite a bit. Army's like a metaphorical time capsule. Dinner was Tori Q, this bento crap that was actually quite awesome, can't believe I've never had it. Some fried chicken and squid seasoned with chilli powder along with the mix from other stalls at the basement of the mall. Nothing says a snacky dinner without a 6-pack of Whatever!.

It's back to the old days. Wifi battle on the DSs while we blast audio on iTunes.

PS: The girls in this class should really learn to wear underwear. They're not that hot.

recess

Eeee. I don't like blood tests. I don't like needles. I don't like blood extraction. I don't mind wounds but having it in this form is... Icky. And I felt the whole thing. Antiseptic my ass. Not literally. Well, at least I met Khai and little bro fer lunch at the canteen before heading off to school.

School.

I was lost. During the module overview, my heart was racing faster than the time I knew gonna lose a huge bet. Or it could be the rain.

Distributed Application Development isn't that bad at all. So far. I've been using Microsoft Visual C#, dragging icons here and there and making a layout fer my application, which consists of applications. It's like... Facebook. Boring version. And class looks really, really solemn. Maybe it's the constant radiation. It IS a computer school, after all. I'm the only one out of two local students in this room as well. Not exactly the foreign vibe, though.

Feels like... Nursery. In Malaysia. T_T

Well, guess I'm back in the groove though. Scribbling down notes and doodling little faces of current emotions, manga style.

PS: This place has changed alot after 2 years. New flooring, new canteen, new administration, more niggers. OMG did I just say that??? =P

I'm not xenophobic, or as Greg would prefer to say, racist. It's just a joke. Don't make it sound like it's not funny. I know you laughed.

five short paragraphs

Finally. My last duty is finally over. Guard on weekends sure is a breeze, even if you push fer 8-hour shifts. Nothing special though, except when this rather cute 3rd sergeant walked in this morning. Not bad fer an army girl...

Cleared all my stuff outta camp this morning. Mom picked me up so it wasn't so bad carrying 2 whole bags out the gate. Okay, I'm kidding, it was bad. Fuckin' heavy shit.

Got home around 10 this morning and planned to nap till late afternoon fer a light lunch before running. Got up fer dinner instead. After 5 missed calls and a series of snoozed alarms.

Well, school starts tomorrow, so I can safely say that I'm gonna be excused from this dumb ORD seminar at camp in uniform. Hope I make some nice new foreign friends. I like foreign friends. They're more happening than local friends.

Oh, blood test. Gotta remember to drop by Pasir Laba fer it. Probably catch my bro or Khairul if I'm lucky. And check out the new canteen. Just hope I don't get a lousy medic like some of the other guys did and end up with holes in my arms. -chills-

my hair can now reach my eyes

Pool was a damn big mistake. Feels pretty painful getting owned 8 racks to 1. Form was way, way, way off today. -sigh-

Hairspray was good though. One of the better movies that I've seen this year. I loved it.

eat & sleep

Crap, I'm getting fat fast. I think that's the only thing fat people can do quickly...

I'll get down to solving that later. Zzzzz.

PS: More songs. Gonna do a coupla playlists up so I can switch it between moods.

small step

Finally, got a media player up and running. With much more time on my hands these days, I decided to have fun updating all my online profiles and camwhore away as well.

I know it's just one song. But I like it. Probably'll get to touching up this default design soon, anyway.

kinda wondered why this never happened in the movie

work work

Terribly tired. Not tired enough to get me hooked on coffee but tired nonetheless.

Spent the last 48 hours submitting suggestions for the company over the intranet. The duration and numbers just don't match, that's because it's an antagonisingly long and inconvenient progress per name. Not to forget leave. Omg, administration lapse is sure gonna happen... But I'll be gone by then. The arrows will blot out the sun but my shade will block off all arrows. This is karma, actually. All thanks to my best friend, Mr. Procrastination. My conscience is pushing me to repent before this phase of my life is over. Besides, I think I should do something productive for one of the nicest bosses around, my OC. (Of course I'm just being humble, pfft)

Besides, I hear the echoes of beer bottles clanging in the near future, i.e. this weekend. The Man's on off too so we be chillin' over at IndoChine's NUDE Bar. Honestly, my first time there was on Sunday with YiQiang, Serene and Arthur(thanks fer the lift, man).

PS: Betty, I was so looking forward to seeing you online tonight. It seems, however, that you aren't, must be school. You're probably reading this anyway so I might as well announce the sort of bad news. Next time you return to Singapore, report to Jurong Camp to dekit all you've got. And catch up with us. =) Fer now, I guess it's MSN or Friendster... =P

Oh, I bought an $18 33-inch tall wooden stand-up dummy from Ikea earlier on after dinner(salmon, meatballs and chicken wings, duh...), reason mainly being I'm quite rusty at drawing the human anatomy, it's kinda like a visual reference. My mom found it a little freaky though. I should name it. Haha. Gimme ideas, people.

I should find time to visit a Nokia service centre. I'm one of the lucky people in the world using the BL-5C phone batteries. Apparently, it's a faulty batch. Wow, been with me fer about a year already and all this time I could have suffered from sudden electrocution or a minor explosion in my face.

help me

Fortunately, didn't go out to Zouk last night. Would've died from the lack of energy. Walking down town with EngChye with beers almost killed me already.

Thanks, Eugene, for showing us that picture with Fiona. But I doubted it'd spur us to join you. We were seriously friggin' zombies last night.

sniff

How lethargic. By the time you read this, I'm probably drooling all over my pillow case. Friday morning didn't exactly spur off sweetly. Almost got bitten in the thigh by two stray dogs at Jurong Camp during breakfast, what a close shave. Maybe it's that hint of cocker spaniel and golden retriever scent on me. Or they could just be wild canines. Still, they were just animals, chase the chasers, thus the chasee will be free.

Did some crap errand consisting of rechargeable batteries to save some guy's duty ratio. Wonder why I do such things...

Thanks to YiQiang, I managed to pack my stuff into 2 whole bags in 10 minutes, with Wilson's stuff inclusive. Was hella mad to carry them out of Maju Camp. Thank goodness Mom and Dad were around the area. Cooled off in the car before we headed fer lunch at Binjai Park, t'was a Perenakan restaurant by the name of Ivin. If I wasn't so sleepy then, I'd probably pay attention to the quality a little more but I could still tell that that was one awesome meal. And apparently, the website is not available so I cannot link you.

It took a little longer than expected, so I napped in the car on the way home before checking time slots fer 881, the new local movie. Ended up being the one late. =/ Oh well.

Main event of the night was obviously the fireworks. Some of you have heard my simpleton's theory on these explosives. Once again, I'd first like to declare that I'm not emo. Just a very introverted guy with problems. It's a very pretty but expensive art. I know I'm not an otaku but I'll have to compare to Deidara from Akatsuki on the value of fleeting beauty. A big bang with a sweet looking boom and then everything subsides. All in a matter of seconds. People all over come to watch fireworks just to enjoy themselves, forget about stuff. Like how others prefer to drown in alcohol. It's the same thing, different approaches is all. I prefer gunpowder because it makes me forget bad stuff and remember good stuff. I think you've all noticed a bit of contradictory in my thesis but it's okay. I don't mind blowing up good things if all the bad things go along with it. That way, I can just start off at neutral and work my way up. =)

PS: Wow that's some strong Hoegaarden. O_O

thanks fer the glass

Was doing whatever I had to do before ORDing. Turns out I owe quite a bit of administrative work to quite a bit of people. Feels similar to clearing debts. Like that's not a bad enough headache. Got called up to be on guard duty tomorrow. Hey, at least I'm gonna be the guard commander.

Just realised that I've been having way too much fun at the start of the year. Maybe that's why it's starting to feel like crap as it ends. I spoil myself too much.

PS: To the curious ones, I'm not done yet. With work, that is... =(

'tarded

Don't you just hate it when you genuinely have yer phone on silent mode and it rings but you're busy to notice because you're doing something else and all that ever goes into the caller's mind is the thought of you avoiding him/her?

Ugh. Fucked up.

PS: So sue me fer bitchin'.

hibernation

Got some proper sleep. I think I look much fresher now. Been trying so hard to go nocturnal that it's been taking a toll on my appearance and attitude. Guess a few more days of this and I'll be good to go. Hopefully. Still post-brooding... -______-

PS: I'm sorry fer brushing off anyone around me fer the past few days.

suxxors =P

Another twin Double O visit, last night and tonight.

I'm starting to feel like clubbing fer me is like remedy fer loneliness but it turns out the result amplifies upon this execution.

Day one was pretty bad due to the fact that I got turned down quite a few times... *sniff* Officially self-conscious now. I'm so not pick-up material. -_-

Day two almost got me into a fight. Apparently, thanks to Mr. Low Eng Chye, our little dance group pulled me into a confrontation with someone who thought I was hitting on "his girl". Thank goodness he didn't tear my shirt. Hahaha.

PS: Fer your information, dear non-clubbers, Double O is like heaven for trigger-happy handcuffing cops.

28 days

I never thought I'd ever say this but I can't wait to ORD so I can get on with school and exercise.

solar anger

Another late start fer another day. Blame the weight-lifting, the online chatting and Advance Wars. Betty and I both set the meeting time one hour later... She didn't get up on time either, lucky me. =) Brunch at 2pm was chocolate and peanut butter, which surprisingly got me in sleepy mode fer the entire day. Fortunately, I'd picked out what to wear the night before since I knew I'd be a bitch at it the next day. Maybe it's a little too much information, but I should confess to the souls out there who've waited fer me long enough before that whenever I'm late, it's because I spend alot of time staring at my wardrobe in my underwear. Hehe.

Almost melted down on the way to the station. The sun was a killer. Heck, it's always been in Singapore, a known fact that our temperature is so high due to heat bouncing off our tar, and we have alot of tar. Tried to concentrate on The All American Rejects while I was walking under the raised railways, which helped abit. I'm no biologist but I think sweating is partially a mental thing. So yup. Yay fer a seat. Mondays mean spacious trains. Spent most of the trip to the interchange witnessing some guy train his Togepi on his phone. Yes. Sony Ericsson phones have Pokémon... I was pretty impressed. After all, you'd need quite a bit of phone memory to install an RPG. Switched to the purple line after alighting at Outram. I love the purple line. The train seems more... Comfy. =P Then made it on time. Being punctual made me smile. I was there at 4 sharp. Not a second earlier nor later. How often does that happen? Anyway, I have to whine about the Chinatown MRT Station's restroom. It's disgusting. Even fer normal toilet standards. I thought train stations were always squeaky clean despite the lack of rubbish bins, which have been replaced by penalties on littering. Oh well.

Yet another surprised moment fer me. BaoEn, no offense on yer usual attire but you actually looked girly today. And that's saying somethin' alright? =D Strolled along the pavement on heritage shops filled with white tourists till we arrived at Ann Siang Hill, a side of Singapore that I have never seen before. Shops selling unique furniture and clothing. However, with unique pricings as well. Still, some of it'll be the kinda stuff I'd get fer my dream bachelor pad. The kinky briefs will not be included, in case you're wondering, Betty. Considering the handful of shops that we dropped into, it was a really long period of time spent there. Guess it's because of the many tiny little special products that we were exploring. I'd post pictures but I forgot to put my memory card back into the N70 after transferring my camwhoring photos to the computer.

Time fer a more familiar place. Decided to pass Kinokuniya(goodness, they manganized the Bible) to renew my membership as well as get the new volume of Runaways. The person who asked me out spent most of the time reading her magazine so I had to use my time by efficiently feeding my eyes with plenty of sugar while waiting fer my new card. Misplaced the receipt due to distraction, found it on the floor few aisles back, phew. Heeren was up next since the Ma'am kept bugging me to choose something of my liking fer her to buy as a present. I still do not know why there was a need fer one but since she insisted, I brought her to the Print Club. I thought it'd be a fun momento to keep after she leaves the country, too bad she thought otherwise. Oh well again... After browsing enough novelty items, stopped at MidPoint to get new dice fer D&D. No sessions were being held at Paradigm Infinitum then so I assume that was the reason BaoEn didn't get scared of those hardcore geeks. Agreed on Gelaré fer dinner after. Bumped into Willard on the way to Plaza Singapura. Didn't know he was a fan of Transformers... Saw him carry two huge plastic bags of'em.

Following some red wine beef, mushroom cream linguine, club sandwiches and a sinful serving of cocoa was the movie Knocked Up. Dunno why but the main character really, really reminded me of Kevin Tessensohn. Could be the hair... Could be the attitude. Could be the hobbies. Haha. And a specific character triggered a reminder to take my shaver back from camp. My stubble has turned into a slight undergrowth. But Ms. Toh focused more on my eyelashes. I don't think they're that long. Hmmm. Bitched about camp before seeing her off the bus. Turned out my last one fer me was half an hour earlier than hers. Walked back to CentrePoint to take a taxi via highway to home.

Which damn as hell marks the end of the day. Sounds like an eventful Monday. I think it's because I repeat words like "but", "so" and "could" many times. I'm not saying I didn't enjoy it, though.

PS: Mom's soup's now cold. I'll have to heat it up in the morning since it's another weekday off, thanks, CheeWee. Fer now, gotta get these contacts out before they stick to my cornea.

not that i mind

Donnie Yen is one mad dog. Very aggressive when it comes to the art of fighting. Now an Asian action hero icon, I say. FlashPoint's just a beat'em up movie though, with that Hong Kong police and thief flavour. Whatever Boon wanted to watch... His idol anyway. Might as well use the opportunity to fast forward the day. Town gets really boring when you're almost roaming about every other day. Oh by the way, guys, got yer Stud Cards already... Made it in time to meet the family fer a drive to dinner, dropping Kevin off along the way to catch a cab back to camp. What a way to burn the weekend, with matadors and M203s.

Thank goodness cousin Jovy was there. At least someone of my age group to talk to, about random stuff ranging from illegal pets to sexual fetishes. Plans fer vodka consumption got deflated as we ended up "assigned" to babysitting the kids at the bowling alley over at East Coast. I'm surprised they had so much energy. Maybe it was just the coffee-marinated pork working. Loitered around while waiting fer our lane. Playgrounds, fussball and UFO machines. Soft toys, slurpees and lollipops. People were staring at us like we were some weird and very very young family. Well, technically, they would be right but it was embarrassing. When we were done, the little ones were sent back before me... Thankfully, with the caffeine all outta their system or we'd have to fix a date to soundproof all our cars for the screaming. =P

A rather fun rated-PG Saturnight.

PS: I could've been drunk now. T_T

back to tight tees and sweatbands

Know it's an old game but I'm pretty addicted to Advance Wars: Dual Strike now. That was one tough mission. Time to get the eyes off the bright dual screens and onto the big wide one.

Was out fer lunch, Burger King, as usual. No chic cashiers today, disappointingly. The Man then dropped by my pad to burn some videos and shit. Wasn't fer long, we were in the house only fer the time it took me to organise my new Rihanna albums and catch Blood+'s last episode. We split about 2 hours later and I went to meet Jess fer dinner. More like my dinner. -_- My light dinner. Resistance against the Spicy Chilli Dog is futile. Got my drink on the way into the theatre. A large iced lemon tea. I prefer to refer it as the legendary bladder buster. I don't understand why so many S'poreans make such harsh critisism on stuff like movies, I supposed they all wanna sound all high and mighty on professionalism in the media. Which, by the way, is probably one of the main factors affecting our people's reputation on the social level. I thought Vacancy was not bad at all. I concentrated more on the relationship between Luke Wilson's and Kate Beckinsale's characters, being such a fragile couple, ended up gluing back together due to a life-threatening occurance, than on the fact that there are so many perverted serial killer groups out there in the world who don't bother to even cover their sorry asses properly. Then again, I thought it was quite realistic. Not every antagonist of a horror film has to portray the "invincible" look.

I should write fer Life!. =P

Loitering in spirals downward of Plaza Singapura, I spotted a cool 'Stud Club Longstanding Member' card going fer $5.90 each at this novelty shop, where I always happen NOT to notice what it's called, Kev didn't mind the idea of getting those. The rest didn't reply though. Oh well, I'll be there again tomorrow if they happen to make up their minds.

Also, saw Trevor. Short as ever... Hahaha.

Summore food along the way. Burger King again. Full of carbo-guilt. My eyes were dodging all across the outlet and I ended up reading the customer service message they had on the wall, which I'm sure if Varian reads, will burst out laughing and start with all the "blue-blooded" jokes. Go check it out, kill yer curiosity. -_-

superhyperspasticallly orgasmic

You know it's good when you can feel thumping from behind your eyes.

zzzzoned

We hung out at Vivo yesterday. First time outdoors with the D&D gang.



Bumped into Amber who works at the cinema now. Thanks fer the popcorn and "free show", babe. And that was a hell lot of cheese on my sausage. Heh. Okaaay. Black Sheep was ultimately hilarious. I guess we all shouldn't be so mean as to laugh at other people's work... Or could it be that they wanted us too? B-rated movies are like that, in a way. Well, one thing that really surprised me is that no dog died in this film. And now onto a totally irrelevant namesake of a topic, SuperDog wasn't exactly outstanding. I thought it was the Carl's Jr. of sausages, wrong... The Spicy Chilli Dog over at MOS Burger's much nicer. Hmmm. Enough about weiners.

Slept fer almost the entire day... Went out with the intent of getting 2 tanks from NUM. They only had the red Singapore one in medium though. Disappointing. At least I was directed to the female changing area due to lack of room in the male section. Sure is hard to judge the clothes you try on when you've got bikinis hanging by yer sides. Oh well. Shall check out the other branches fer the white one by Friday. By the way, I dunno if it's a good or a bad thing to say that I looked more like a sales guy than a customer in New Urban Male.

starting sunday

Dimsum lunch over at Warren Country Club wasn't exactly fantastic. I've had better, of course. Bah, at least it's a fresh change, to eat somewhere that we hardly frequent.

Now, I'm back home again, absorbing the humidity. Black Sheep starts at 5, meeting the guys in 15 minutes at the train station. And here I am, still staring at my new MySpace profile. So glad I made my first friend on the site.

A 30 year old Polish woman. Hi, Isabella. =)

boom boom boom boom

Finally, the last preview's over. Quite an eventful day. Plenty of chics around the area. Considering the fact that my services were not needed fer most of the day, I took the liberty and went eye candy spotting. The Indian chic working in the DC shop was pretty hot.

Caught The Simpsons Movie today to kill time. It was just fulla jokes every few seconds. Poking fun at basically any celebrity, any stereotype and even the people who paid to watch this film. One thing's fer sure, you'll exit the theatre singing to "Spider-Pig".

Bowling was out of the question due to time shortage, made it back in time fer the fireworks. Ahh, the fireworks. For that span of 15 minutes, everyone's problems seemed to have went out with the display. It's just such a miraculous invention. Simple explosives fer major amusement. You feel love all around.

-sigh- I want that.

the haunting

Friggin' agency called again. Third time, dammit. I think they have men in black suits and slick shades with white curly wired ear-pieces spying on me from every junction along the streets.

Heart.

Girl, either your father has been watching too much anime while yer mom was in labour or you're... One of "them". I think I'll go with the latter.

Oh, come on, guys. You know what I mean. Lol.

chicken in a biscuit

I guess you could say it's Murphy's Law. You decide to stay in and they give you an early time-off from work. Rained. Had some tidbits under the shelter of the e-mart while waiting fer the weather to subside.

Practically spent the rest of the day at home watching anime, Blood+(omg I'm addicted, why is it only 50 episodes long??? And they don't censor violence!), to be more specific, other than resuming my download on Mika's debut album. Initially, I was pretty annoyed with his falsetto ways, radio has a way of influencing your taste in music. Our forefathers sure did right, using the media fer propaganda. Gonna book back in tonight, my procrastination has cornered me into waking up earlier than usual for tomorrow morning to settle some administration, hopefully, before the buses to Marina arrive. It's gonna be a crazy day. Not forgetting Saturday... Dan The Man'll be there too. Hope our supper plans don't get ruined. Heck, this is the last preview before the actual show. I had better leave some memory space in my phone to record the entire fireworks display. If my calculation skills still serve me effectively, I've seen it about 4 times already. Hmmm, that's probably enough to compensate the tax increase. Of course, there's not much pain in the heart fer that... I can feel it. It draws closer. My ORD date. Like a cheap player in a fighting game, I hide in the corner and wait for the last second to end. Oh my beautiful long hair, how I yearn fer you to be reborn(not rebond) onto my scalp.

-ahem- Short term goal: to catch Black Sheep/The Simpsons on Sunday.


I can't wait... Fer the weekend to begin...

PS: Okay, YiQiang. Carrying an umbrella doesn't make you look gay. Not carrying an umbrella because you think you're manly enough to walk in a slight drizzle then shovel into my dry space makes you pretty gay. Commenting against it and then doing otherwise makes you hypocritically ultra gay. But you have Serene... That's what you're gonna say. Right? =D

wheels are a bitch

Didn't stay in again today. It's really taking a toll on my sleeping hours. A heavy price. Shall do packing later, rushing to pack in the wee hours in the morning only means that I've gotta travel all the way back home from camp again. Anyway, the parents wanted to have dinner together this evening. Don't intend to book out till Friday though. Maju Camp's got a pretty nice feel to it at night, especially when I'm running. Besides, my roomie's starting to get lonely. Lol. =x Which reminds me, I think I'll be shifting the mirror outta the bunk tomorrow. Don't believe it this fengshui mumbo-jumbo but I don't wanna hear anything disturbing from YiQiang. I think the room's pretty acceptable. Most visitors love to bits, apparently. Come on, the windows have layers of dust, the paint is all chipped and we have a small rope across as a makeshift laundry line. Okay, I guess you could say it's like in those movies, where they display rundown apartments to make it seem more realistic.

Maaan, I just hate it when I download albums and I don't get the right edition. Like to have one or two songs missing from'em. And it's just gonna be a peeve to download the missing ones separately because the quality just wouldn't be the same. And I'm damn anal when it comes to my iPod.

Okay, back to watching Blood+. =)

PS: Argh, PSP Slim is out. And my father just got back from Japan with the original model last week. Heck, it's not even mine but don't ya just feel that it's a little of a waste...?

fond and familiar

I feel good. Hugs feel good. Happy Birthday, Mommy.

Okay, what wet weather we've all been having, hmmm? Met Boon, EngChye and Mong today. It's been ages since I've seen these guys. Pool was slow and rusty but good on the whole. I won, of course. An impromptu plan to catch a movie followed. We were late because of dinner.

Invisible Target. It's waaay better than Dragon Tiger Gate.

Thanks fer the ride back, Melvin. Yes, we should all drink together again sometime soon.

PS: Hmmm, my spider sense is tingling. I expect trouble at camp in the morning. =(

the fatrix

The paint is all peeled. Windows so dusty, the glass looks frosted. No one bothers. Grey clouds engulf the sun, soaking the air with depressing over-hydration. The fiery will instilled in him is now slowly deteriorating. Not a soul. He observes them. Among the warm metallic pillars, they loathe. Across the wet tar floor, they drag. Under the humid shade, they wait... Waiting for it to end. The time. Scorning at their sloth, he refuses to lend a hand. Comments. Not all ears, however, our hero is. Contemplation crosses his mind, on whether or not to save the few who fell into the pits of slavery. Kindhearted assistance has been taken for granted, offerings turned into demands. The captives' eyes still shine. Have they been blinded by an illusion of acceptance through contribution? Have they not seen a life more fortunate than this? Pity.

It's coming. The moment. Now, he is alone. He thinks to himself, seeing how that he's presently the odd one out. Could the saying be true? That if all you have is opposition, you must be at fault? Trying to reason. Trying to rationalise. He does so as his heart and mind are fair.

Evaluated. At times, his reflection portrays a stubborn boy. At times, The One to open their eyes once again.

Looking upon the dilatory beings approaching him with sudden hostility, he knows it's too late. Pun intended. Letting out a chuckle at the thought while they label their witness as someone... Bad. Judgement. Something that miraculously spurs effort. Effort to execute another psychological attack.

His fiery will.

It bursts and burns the contamination, like fuel to a flame. It gets colder though. Freezing him faster than he can sublime their contact. Being overcome, this protagonist would rather defect himself than convert to their cause. Would it have been so hard as to just associate? The fallen ones compell. Once again, his principles reject.

The moment is near. Patience. It will all soon be over. Soon, these dread-possessing entities will be rid.

'nuff said

Here they are.

My new idols.

late nights lately

Last week's session at Greg's was pretty fun. And by fun I meant alot of single-guy humour. Thanks to Justin(Master Of Manipulation) and Khairul(who gets edgy over chicken foldovers and politics), Mika's Love Today has been stuck in my head fer the entire morning. But nothing like a little movie can't fix.

Harry-harry-harry-harry...

HARRY-Harry-harry-harry...

HARRYYYYY.

POTTERRRRR.

Okay. Wasting postage space. Ahem. Is it the trend nowadays to have movie heroes all emo and angsty? Funny how that makes films on the neverending battle between good and evil more mature. Fans will definitely have to get a change of undies after witness The Order dishing it out on The Deatheaters, or He Who Shall Not Be Named VS Headmaster Of Hogwarts. End of review. Some may call it spoilers. Sue me.

Well, finally got my NikeSlat running footwear from Stadium at Takashimaya. Little time I put aside to shop while waiting fer Jess to knock off. I wonder if it's because I frequent Ngee Ann City or the clothes are starting to get stale on style. So much fer having an end season sale too... All selected items had a really bad combo of colours and designs. Not exactly arty. Not exactly street. Not exactly me. Fuckin' sound like a fag. Bad enough already having everyone think the photos of my longer-haired self were pictures of some girl.

Hmmm, Daddy should be back from Japan by now. And I have less than 5 hours of sleep ahead of me, again. No wonder I'm such a sleepyhead. A friggin' Shikamaru fer that matter. Or not, I'm not that cool. =/

PS: I think I've recently been possessed by an entity of civilianship. I'm starting to dislike working in the ways of militarism. Or it could just be the "colleagues". Besides, it's starting to feel like my services are no longer needed.

midweek mending

Good start to the day. Sure feels great working out to Benny Benassi. But I don't think it's gonna be healthy to keep it a routine. Can't stop shakin' my ass to the bass during heavy lifting. The balance just isn't there... Hmmm. Daddy went fer his check-up again this afternoon. However, I didn't join the 'rents fer lunch because it's my off day and I wanted to take it slow. Left the house at 1 due to rain. I swear, Singapore's weather is purely fucked up. What's next? Rainbow storms?

Sportslink at EastPoint just didn't sell a large variety of Nike shoes. Let alone running shoes. Why Nike? I've already got the singlet and shorts to go along, might as well get the footwear. Call me a brandwhore or whatnot, I already own a 300 dollar Adidas track suit. It was fer CNY, coupla years back. =P Challenger didn't exactly provide the laptop casing I was looking for, too... So, I decided to head to Tampines since Simei didn't have a Miss Singapore World show on today. Also not enough reason to head to town. Who knew World Of Sports at TM was closed fer renovation(or was it Royal Sporting House? Whatever.)... Started to crave fer some KFC, bought a 3-piece meal, with sides all upsized to large, in which I did not finish, shamefully(even the Pepsi). The meal, together with a visit to the arcade(Time Crisis 4 really works the shoulder muscles) and Isetan(where I learnt how shitty I looked in boardshorts) took up quite a bit of my time though, which was my main purpose, to elude the thought of time wastage on travel from my mind. Kev crossed my mind. SMSed him and we got our game stuff. Probably the most productive time of the day besides my purchase of 10 bucks worth of stationary(for future sketches that will be scanned and finished for my DeviantArt gallery) from Popular plus a grey top with imprinted wings from Fox Men. Yes. I wear grey... Finally, I got the R4 game card fer my DS, as well as a Super Card to play GBA games on my Lite console. The old adaptor Greg sold me just couldn't play Pokemon Diamond. And what is a Nintendo system without Pokemon, right? Pfft. =\

That pretty much ends my journal of pay day. Dropped by Kev's place to assist him in applying his screen protectors. Apparently, it's a very professional task. Especially, if you're doing it on a dusty table.

See? I know how to use my time. At least I'm not as bored as this guy.


Okay, to be fair, sometimes boredom gives birth to cool things.

such a tease

That's life, I guess. To throw you a free laptop to play with but you haven't got the time due to camp stuff. Certain individuals would gladly disagree and state my lack of contribution, you know what, I don't care anymore... Put you in a lovely neighbourhood with a lovely neighbour who's been dying to see you(and vice versa;'D) but can't thanks to clash of the schedules. Boy, that was a tongue-twister. Gives you guard duty on a Friday night at the Marina Promenade with permitted breaks at Carl's Jr, where they play love songs all night. Raises yer hopes on the female marshallers assisting our company, only to receive Plain Janes in the way. Not evil, just honest. Right, YQ? Then sits you down at the Grand Stand to enjoy fireworks, all alone. And apparently, not many people understand what I mean when I say the word, "alone". Not gonna elaborate. -_-

But oh, caught Die Hard 4.0 with Dhaniah, after dinner, earlier this evening. That oughtta break the monotonous momentum of my mellow matters. Mmmm. Thanks fer accompanying me... Can't stop that thought that's been running through my head over and over again though, of how much a nutcase Bruce Willis is. Some may be surprised that I didn't get to see the first three installments. Didn't expect such crazy-ass action from the movie. No. "Crazy" is an understatement. Someone, find me an exaggeratingly bombastic word.

Things looked up on the way home, my music discussion with Dhaniah(Staaaarlight, I will be chasing the staaaarlight...) was interrupted upon news from Chuannie that I'm off fer Wednesday. Woot. Gotta make plans, ain't gonna be another CrunchyRoll day. =P

PS: Jess, if you're reading this, we have got to go fer a nice dinner, since you mentioned that you owe me a meal. Haha. Whatever the reason. Should look out fer a nice venue too. I've come to realise that it's not often we can meet. And if something suddenly pops up on that day to force cancellation of the date, I promise that I will punch myself. When nobody is around, of course.

a hard day's night

Would be the perfect song to play right now...

PS: This is not a writer's block.

whoa

Awesome flick. Crazy action. I dunno what I'd do if I was caught smack in the middle of an Autobot/Decepticon battle.

Probably would die.

Anyway, this marks the first night with me using my new laptop. Been busy up till now so I finally got to touch this baby. It's still fresh so it performs better than the PC. Won't be using this fer downloads...

Note to self: Transfer doodles and lyrics here.

simulated

The parade was HAPPENIN'. Awesome but cocky apaches drifting in the skies and assault boats dragging helium-based luminous jellyfish. Among other things. I'm still quite lethargic, I know all I did was shoot photos yesterday plus help out a bit on the rubbish disposal but I'm still tired. Drop dead upon sight of my bed last night and stayed in the exact same position till morning.

I'd still be sleeping if I needn't prepare fer lunch before Transformers.

PS: Thank the awesomely burning weather. It's like that old children's story of the sun and the cloud betting on who could get that man's coat off him. Now, girls galore are respecting Mr Big Burning Ball and dressing up all so yummiliciously.

And here's a random 4 second video of a dramatic prairie dog.