340 Days

340 days till i O.R.D. Now, it's quite distant topic since yes most of the people i know off have O.R.D! *rolls eyes* Except for my poly people. Hmph. Anyway, 340 days left! working days that is minus, the weekends BUT the leaves and off's are not yet minus-ed. Only 340 days... but who's counting? HEH. Pui la.

Okaye, my kucing sudah gila. Easily said, my cat had gone whacko. But what's new ya? Banging into walls, chasing it's tail, drooling and going blind is like the norm to him. It's the old age kicking in i guess. I have no clue how old a cat adult years is equivalent to human years but my cats are all 10 years old. Sounds pretty old to me. Hmph. Today, emptiness resides in the blog because yes, i'm blog - blocked. Serious. Nothing to off serious content will appear in this entry but mind-boggling and plain rubbish. Because i repeat, i'm blog - blocked. Let me see.. being blog - blocked pretty much sucked because i'll just type whatever there is in my surrounding.

FOR EXAMPLE;
*The daily news on Ch 5 about the weather but my tv is on mute.
*My itunes blasting Lifehouse.
*Oh wait, th blackbox has excerpts from the Dancefloor, which i think Styles from Beyonds, Platinum and Soul Fusion rocks my socks off.
*My room is in a mess, in a way that is.
*My itunes just blasted a Christmas song. I mean hello la, it's been playing on random.
*I've got stuff hippo hung on my bedpost as for those of you have webcammed with me would have seen it.

Is there anymore..........................................

*One of my caps just dropped.
okok. This is getting seriously to nowhere. Randomites were voiced out and utter nonsense became the topic. RAH RAH. This puts being lame to being lame and that phrase came out sounding rather bimbotically minah-ish. OH my god, someone save my balls please! I oughta get this shit out in the right track and blog sensibly and yes profoundly (when have i ever?)

Okaye, i am going to run off now to meet some pals. Before this drags on i shall put a stop to it. But hey look at it this way, I managed to blog something!

"...dressup saturday is soon!!..."

T.G.I.F

Com'on you guys gotta agree with me that it's finally Friday right?! Yes yes, i can hear all you people screaming with joy at the top of your lungs. Haha. Seriously, who ain't happy when the weekend comes around. Embrace it with all you care. Anyway, my weekends are semi- packed with fun-filled activities despite my irritable running nose and a throat that soars. Nadi's and Denise's Grad show, the brother, the weekenders and everything else la. Plus it's "Dressup Saturday!" Yay!

I repeat, it's DRESSUP SATURDAY!!!

Pretty much fun it is to dress up occasionally for the mere fun of it. Well actually, i guess normally we end up looking like shit at Clarke Quay. Hurhur, excuses. Sometimes, i look utterly like shit even the grimreaper wouldn't even dare to take my life away that very moment. SO, Dressup Saturday it is! Whoopie!

Saw the shoe and cap below? MY god. My first Adidas love. I have no clue how much isit but i don't give a shit, i shall buy it. It rocked my socks off! Looks like, i have to give mercy to my wallet someway and somehow. Because if my shopping trait continue to lingers, i'll just be dead broke by erm, whenever then. Like the wishlist below on the other entry. My mother-f-god. If that doesn't burns a hole in my pocket i have no clue what does.

*gasps*

Okaye whatever it is now. I got to go. As i perceive my bed right now as the most comfortable thing in the world, to embrace it, i shall.

To the bed, i retire. Now all hail Yoda.

"...hellogoodbyepeople..."

Help me buy can?

Heh.

Sicko *updated*

So i am sick. Yah whatever. I sat at home and did nothing. It wasn't to it's maximum sickness yet because i could still swallow morsels of food. BUT, i have tonsilitis, not the extreme yet to because no blood is spilled yet. Hurhur. I've had worse because once i couldn't even swallow, talk or even breathe properly. Well, i detected it fast because last night, the throat felt uncomfortable and i knew the moment i wake up i'll be a sick boy. And prediction came true.

Anyway, i bummed at home and slept my drowsy head off. Oh, i read an article yesterday in the straight times about a rehab center for internet addicts. A person is considered a net addict if he/she could consume their time by staring at the computer relentlessly surfing the internet of course is therefore, eventually an internet addict.

*gasps*

They have a rehab center a.k.a BMT style of in camp training. Assumption is that being an internet addict, could affect family, work and health. All these happened in China. Thank mighty god. Because i am an internet addict without a doubt. I live and breathe internet oh well and computer technology. Heh. Oh yah, since i did nothing at home, i did some webbing and saw certain stuffs that, let me phrase it nicely, yearn for. Okaye blatantly said, I WANT THEM ALL! Hurhur, no harm drooling over such to die for items right hurhur. I know i have the Gucci wallet and belt, plus the god forsaken shoes but having OTHER MODELS and Designs to add up to my collection is no harm aye? MAHAHAH I wanted to have Peugeot Car thumbnail in the collage below, but i guess it might cause a tiny heart attack to you guys hurhur. So did a SEMI - REASONABLE wishlist, oh my god what a liar! haha. My birthday maybe 6 months away but start on the savings now you guys! haha, my god i am so ashamed of myself; NOT. =P Well afterall, humbly said; it is a wishlist =), we all have wishes don't we? I know some of you out there wishes a hugeee house with a pool and gorgeous male/females maids to feed you grapes while you lounge on your silken fabricated pool chair RIGHT? Well, like i said.. we all have wishes.

*hint hint clue clue*

Oh some random photos from The Line @ Shangri La Hotel when i dined there ther other time. Fine dining to it's maximum and yes droolsome food comes with a pretty hefty price haha.

And somehow, i miss them alot.

"...left tonsil swollen..."

The Good Old Things

Okaye, i was lying on bed when i reminisce the past events and conversations. I mean really way back into the early years. Okaye, i may have slightly exaggerated regarding the timeline. But just certain events and conversations that made me giggle and feel the awkward; gundu remarks we've all made.

For e.g. back in 2005, there was a Chinese New Year visit to Tan Yan's place and i remembered we played Fatal Frame on the xbox. A clear remark that the brother made while playing the game.

"The birds are not moving, they're just flying."

MAHAHAHAHA, i burst out in laughter right smack in the middle of the friggin' night. I mean such contradiction. The birds are not moving, they're just flying? HAHA, which shows how the act of flying is a non-moving movement but to just have a wing frozen in time, better yet easier said; floating. MAHAHA. Sorryla brother, the comment you made was hillarious yet memorable hehe.

I remembered i made stupid yet bimbotic remark, "Why is there Chill in Chilli's when they're hot?" OKAYE. I know.

*hangs head low in embarrassment*
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I mean sorry, i couldn't help it to be bimbotic for an instance. I mean, i mean remember Jessica Simpon in Newly Weds when she mentioned; "The can is labelled "Chicken of The Sea". So am i eating chicken or tuna?" WHICH clearly shows she is eating a can of tuna. AND and and, when she exclaimed, "There are mices around the house!"
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NOW, that's just plain bimbotic okaye, the blondie locks are really doing their work man.

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OH, during my party last year, my birthday party that is. Victoria saw me after the longest time and commented, "OH MY GOD YOU LOOK THE DIFFERENT BUT THE SAME!!" Uh huh right. Right smack in the hotel lift with other guests, who started laughing. HAHAHA. Now, another contradicting announcement made out into public with no shame. Hahaha no offence dearie, i still love you so. LOL

Ok that's it for now. I shall go to bed soon i guess, my throat is feeling weird. Hmm. Oh well. What's new? Oh, weekend please come again soon.

"...last night..."

As It Throbs and It Peels

I've been having a throbbing headache for almost 2 weeks now and i have no reason why it still lingers! At first i thought, most probably, it could my slightly-not-even-long hair. So i snipped abit off it, as if there's alot to cut it away, hmph. BUT no, the pounding and the throbbing still carries on. Argh, my friends told me, due to prolong sleeping. EXCUSE ME?! I wake up at 4-friggin'-30 every morning and give me credit during the weekends la, can't i wake up at least after the sun rises? OR, the late nights and early mornings. That pretty much might be it but then again, i've tried sleeping at 9pm or 10pm but nope; it sill doesn't cure the headaches. I guess, i'll have it checked at the Medical Center tomorrow because the throbbing seriously and annoyingly hurts.

Besides the head, i have a terrible neck rash which resulted into dry patchy skin which peels. Everytime i wear my uniform, my neck turns red and rashy and patchy. Which itches so bad that i tried extremeeeeeely hard not to even scratch it. NOW now, i am one weird child.

Anyway, i mentioned yesterday, the best friend is back from Brunei. How uber is that? I'm happy that the best friend is safe and back in one piece. After coming back from 3 weeks of "hiatus" he went into a deep slumber which resulted in almost i assume a huge longggg slumber. But it's good for him, because the red beret association tortured him, in a way. Bahz.

It was pouring yesterday when i was at the Cannery. Nope, i didn't go any bar or clubs this time but just pretty much slacked off at the Nectarie. Pretty french looking pink chairs as i watch the people that passes by. For once, i realised that damn place really rocked when it comes to people watching. What was i doing stuck at Fashionbar or Clinic? Well whatever, every weekend turns out to be a Cannerified weekend. A blast it was nonetheless.

Hmm, it's Monday, in 40mins. What a bummer. Okayla. They're having the new season of top model on TV now season 1,335,664,435? Oh well, the last time i remembered watching was yes, KAHLEN and NAIMA. Yes. That was wayyyyy wayyy back.

Okaye, as i watch the show and fall deep into slumber as the morning awaits for another boring week.

"...eva diva..."

My Saturday

-Late morning wakeups (11am)
-House chore-ing
-Renovation contractors hunting
-The Weekenders meetings
-Towning
-Topman-ing / Topshopping
-Bordersfied
-Dinner-ing
-Clarke Quaying
-The Cannerified
-Home Sweet Home (3am)

Now, that's a Saturday well spent. On another note.......
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"...yay yay yay the best friend is back!..."

Closing time, open all the doors
And let you out into the world
Closing time, turn all of the lights on
Over every boy and every girl
Closing time, one last call for alcohol
So finish your whiskey or beer
Closing time, you don’t have to go home
But you can’t stay here

I know who I want to take me home,
I know who I want to take me home,
I know who I want to take me home,
Take me home

Closing time, time for you to go out
To the places you will be from
Closing time, this room won't be open
Til' your brothers or your sisters come
So gather up your jackets, move it to the exits
I hope you have found a friend
Closing time, every new beginning
Comes from some other beginning’s end

I know who I want to take me home,
I know who I want to take me home,
I know who I want to take me home,
Take me home

Closing time, time for you to go out
To the places you will be from

I know who I want to take me home,
I know who I want to take me home,
I know who I want to take me home,
Take me home

I know who I want to take me home,
I know who I want to take me home,
I know who I want to take me home,
Take me home

Closing time, every new beginning
Comes from some other beginning’s end .
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Blessed it be my late paternal grandfather. To have one returned to it's righful owner, is nothing to grieve about. The end marks a beginning. Hush hush now.

"...have a nice day..."

Away and Away

Get this, my RSM is going off to Taiwan for 21 blardie days. Now, com'on you Sembawang Rangers, rejoice with me!

*SCREAMS WITH JOY!*

I'm a glutton today. I may have 3 meals a day today but it feels alot. Right now, i'm waiting for my super duper late dinner from Mac's. The parental is away again and yes the stove is left smokeless. So hello to mac deliveries then. I'm rather tired today too, being extremely lethargic from the weekend that is. Oh well.

Early in the morning, the heavens poured. Which is a huge bummer, because i would love to sleep in and not wake up. But yes, work calls. Argh. Now, that simply puts the blue on Monday's much blue-er. I've got 2 birthday invites now. One for friday and another on Saturday. I'm unsure about my schedule but we'll see. The best friend is coming back this friday as well.

Okaye, i don't feel like blogging now. It just striked me. So good night while i ponder for my grilled chicken foldover.

''...kaching..."

Back From Hiatus; i wish.

Apologies for the lack of updates. It's been 14 friggin' days since i last update this blog of mine. Blame it on work, family, girlfriend and everything else. My body is pretty much aching now and everything else seemed to be aching haha. Oh well whatever it is; i think i'm back with avengence. TO RULE AND DOMINATE this blogging world. Such frivolity. Oh well, not blogging for two weeks doesn't really change much i guess. The holes in the donuts remains the same, the leaves are not greener and yes work is still a killer.

No; missing the damn blogging world is no life changing moment or at atmospheric significant point of lifetime but is just a mere standstill to whatever it was before and yet it continues again. I wish i was on hiatus. Well, i was in a way that is. AWAY from the cyber world for sure. So much for a rest and relax hiatus. When the moment the feet steps home; the bed does the calling as in continues in cycle; and without shame i'll say; the same goes to the weekend. Depressing enough? YES IT IS.

Champagnes and bloods. I mean, yes i try to balance off my daily life with parties and entertainment. Gore is part of the entertainment, the gore from the movie 300 that is. Uber fantastic, great cinematography and everything else. I bet the kamasutra resulted way before 450b.c. Hurhur, such direct yet artistic approach of sex, violence and triump. It kills way to the core of Braveheart and Apocalypto. If i have an extra thumb i give it 3 thumbs up! Besides the movie, i've been visiting The Cannery yet again. Without fail. And Fashionbar as well. Well; it's a secret i can say that Fashionbar had been a frequent for me since it opened. Oh well, but it's very much a poseur bar because of the high end deco and stuff. But i like it. The posh yet over the top grandeur of it is pretty much what i would design if a project was given to me. Hurray to such Fashion Royale. Champagnes, Mojito's (now if it's plural would it be Mojitoes?), Martini's and whatever else.

Back to the usual life, mundane as ever. I'm not gonna cry out loud that today is Sunday because you all have known that it kills me that Monday is around the corner. So it's like whatever now. Yah whatever it is; ah. I miss my friends somehow. I need some spark and spur in my life as it the age accumulates i do not want to gladly admit that it sucked to be old because i have the youth in me to exploit and enjoy all the frivolous things in the world whether i like it or not. Argh. I need a spice in me. Oh, such pitiful life.

*grumbles*

URGH URGH URGH. My neck hurts.

Ok that was random. ANYWAY,

I MISS THE BEST FRIEND. ALOT (the one that went Brunei that is) He'll be back next weekend, now rejoice with me man. Hurhur. With photos from the sent off; feast on.




To the bed soon that is for me. Good night fellow readers. Till tomorrow comes, just manifest my intellectual entry of rubbish for tonight into you friggin bones. Tralala. Goodbye.


"...so seductive la..."

Came Across.

I hate to talk about friendship and it's crazy obstacles. I know some things are kept as it is because of not wanting to hurt me, but sometimes telling the truth is always the best isn't it? We are bound to get hurt, we're humans; God gave us feelings. I came across certain stuffs that i know off that hurt me a little. Its the situation that hurts not things i came across with.

For the past weeks, i've been actually confiding to someone on how i am okaye with a past friend now. But the situation is made as though you find it weird that, that friend is contacting you also as we both actually had a pretty bad history about it. As much as i am okay with the situation now; you made sound so that it's the world's most weirdest thing ever and you're oblige to do so. But things seen and heard are now trying invoke a different persona from you.........
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I'm not gonna continue. I just hate talking about things like this especially right now when things are ultra good and special in a way now. I will just have to brush it off my mind. Good night izk. Good night.

"...now i need the best friend to be here..."

Monday Chronicles.

GOD DAMN IT! It is already monday! It is 7 minutes past 12am and it's officially monday.

*hangs head low*

And the weekend is officially, history. Argh, this is utterly depressing. I mean i can really relate on how melodramatic i can be when it's Monday all over again. Man, i ought to relax. I REALLY ought to relax. The week will come by as it is and i won't even notice it, plus just i'll look forward to pay day this Friday.

I've got guard 3 duty this Tuesday, how exciting. Somehow right now; i wish was somewhere travelling halfway around the world. I know it's rather random but it's a depression wish.

Depression wish?? Okaye, whatever that is; it came blurting out as i type. I guess a depression wish would be something that how the monday blues attack and you wish that life is isn't as dreadful. Oh well then again, i really do wish i'm travelling somewhere around the world. I'm blabbering utter nonsense now and it's not because of insufficient sleep. BECAUSE IT'S A FRIGGIN' MONDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Okaye hush izk, hush now.

Oh i fondled around with photoshop again. Hurhur. The one posted on my blog maybe a pewny pixelated but i guess i shall just throw it in, in this entry aye. For a clearer view that is.

Sometimes, i wish life couldn't be better and sometimes i realised it sucked to the blardie bone. Argh, how fickle the life is. Oh well. Like, last Saturday i told Wei min, i like my life as it is now. Where everything is fine, everything is going to the right direction. But at this moment i think i shall take back those words; I THINK only. God knows why, but it's always the best when you get to do the things you like daily without obstructions or what so ever. Where no one could actually get in your way. It's impossible now. I live a life where my daily outfit is in a shade none other difference than a blardie grass patch. It's okaye izkandar. It's a year left or so to speak. So, I SHALL ENDURE. RAH.

Today i woke up, i felt like a chicken. As in literally. With feathers and all. I have no clue why or how does a Chicken feels like. But somehow i do. Oh well it's a phase in life where i guess i momentarily feel like nothing humane but to off a, Chicken.

"...so long still..."

To Scamper Around.

It was amusingly funny yesterday when i met Beatrice for Jason's sent off. Because of our lame retardation; ended up watching Norbit to kill time. A few pointers for the movie; horrendously stupid, horrendously boring; horrendously lame; horrendous acting (except for Eddie Murphy) and a HUGE woman. Literally. Why does Eddie Murphy gets stuck with movies handling with fat suits? I mean; from Nutty Proffessor's to this. If it is his forte; good for him. But otherwise, he seriously should get into a much more meaner and stronger role. But if you want a cheap thrill, Norbit is seriously quite a deal followed by the ever so lame; Epic Movie.

Anyway, pardon for the random notes on Norbit.
To the airport we go to meet Liyana and the whole mighty contingent of people that is sending my best friend off to Brunei. I have photos of the night but it's Weimin's camera, so that gotta hold on for a while aye. The sent off made my brother really and uber happy that's for sure; which i am thankful for. At least, he has that day to think off before he plunges into the arms of the torturous SAF, especially since he is under the red beret association, okaye not funny izk.

Just a note;
Bro if you were to ever read this entry; which i doubt so but anyway..
With the very lovable goodbye sms you sent me, i'd like to say on behalf of the sending off contingent party is that, "We all love you from the bottom of our hearts, and we are glad that we made you really happy before you leave for that damn country. You maybe away for only 21 friggin' days but yes; it's quite a stretch. Thank you for loving us too =). Now, you better get your almost gone ass back to this pewny island; because we are all missing you already. Bummer. HAHA"

With all the warm hugs and goodbyes, we drove off to Clarke Quay. Oh, Isthiqlal brought us to this semi-secluded carpark to actually disturb fellow horny citizens romping around in their automobiles. It was hilarious! And i was rather surprised on how such designated point is the centralised zone for CAR ROMPING. THERE WERE ALOT OF THEM. I am so not kidding. With steamy windows, tee shirt covering windows, etc. Okaye, i understand that car sex is pretty much a kinky gimmick but to go to a spot where actually there are other couples (or orgies) meet up for the same kind of notion is quite weird. As though the carpark turned into a whore house. But it was fun disturbing them by honking, parking right next to them and yes last but not least; to actually had our high beams on right infront of their friggin' cars. Hurhur. I know; naughty us but hell yeah! Hurrr.

To Clarke Quay for Mac's which is again rather redundant because there's A FUCKING MAC IN THE AIRPORT. RAH!

I just came back as usual from the normal weekend outings. As satisfied as the weekend is, it's already Sunday now. The weekly depression mode seemed to surfaced inch by inch as i type. AND I AM NOT LIKING IT. I can't wait to be out of the greens. Please could the hands of time move very much faster than usual, like a gazellion pleads please. Oh i forgot, i met a girl and i'm dating now or sort off in a relationship all over again but we're not in love, as yet. We'll see how it goes, will it last or not but i'm hoping to show this one to my best friend but like i said we'll see if it's a lasting one or so :/

It seemed to be about time for me to do an online portfolio right? Well, i guess so but let me see, i'll take a while to get all the gizmo's and gadgets right to have my very on online-folio. It'll require sometime but i shall have my head and mind in it. =)

Before i end off, i'd like to say that, bro come back quick. I am looking forward for the shopping spree we're intending to go too and to at least MAKE YOU DRUNK hurhur. Or vice versa. HAHA. Okaye goodnight ya'll.

"....dancing in the moonlight...."

New Colours and Little George

I was at the Singapore Discovery Center yesterday. Boring shit it was but company was great. Was with the RP-ians, Shawn, Fi, Nazir, Hanming, Nasir.. etc etc. So i met a robot called George. Which is retarded shit. He seemed to be on crack; with constant repeats of "HELLO HOW ARE YOU?"

When Nasir asked; he shuts up. AND WHEN SHAWN asked how long is your dick? The reply was automative enough to actually which is.. "I don't answer such question." MAHAHA. Okaye; so the whole discovery center was boring shit but entertaining made by us. Oh we watched 45 mins documentary about tour de france where i landed in dreamland after 10mins. AFTER WAKING UP; my esprit aviator broke. RAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH MY BABY BROKE! KNN. Such agony. Boohoo.

Anyway; headed off with the rest to Boonlay Interchange and both me and Fi took the the ass-flattening train ride to Tampines.

NEW COLOURS; TP dip show.

No comments. But photos will be up soon. But i went to the dip show feeling disappointed after that. No comments.

I still prefer my Dip Show at the National Library Better. Hurhur.

GOOD NIGHT. I am going to miss my brother lei.

"...queen of the night..."

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