Some Stuff

Hmm. Sometimes friends can be rather ignorant towards your feelings. They'd rather speak their mind, instead of watching of what they say. I'm not saying that being frank isn't good but at times; the words that rolls out their tongues can pretty much hurt you. It's rather cliche to hear this but; we all should think before we speak; when sometimes it all ends up with egoistical trash. Even though sometimes they sound like they're correcting you but their chauvinistic manner and tone could sometimes initiate a feud. I'm fine with being direct, blatant, etc but when it comes to your close friends; even best friends, i think they should keep their dislikes to themselves; or at least tone down the "disdainful vulgar-ed" tone. Just because being together for years doesn't mean, we can totally disregard and be insenstive towards each other's feelings.

For e.g. I've put in quite an effort on doing up a project and instead of getting a pat on the back, your closest friends throw in their certain air of dislike about the quality or whatnots. Where little or sometimes zero positivity notes are mentioned. You just feel; they gave a semi-pat... well not really maybe a tap on the back instead. If they do give a tiny praise, it's just sympathy mentions i tell you. I'll accept it nonetheless.

It feels pretty sucky.

Instead of me saying a sincere thank you; sometimes i have to half-heartedly agree with them or fight for my own right. The latter always puts you in hot soup most of the time if you realized. This is because sometimes fighting for your own right doesn't mean you're always right; it is because of ego and the fact that YOU WANT TO BE RIGHT. That goes to the partner you're intend (or not) to argue with as well. I accept those who gave advices on how the overall look is without the cocky and arrogant tone. Afterall, whatever that is done is definitely done; but i'm sure there are ways to improve it.

Instead of helping out with a solution but words like (some e.g.), "Why you never reject it?! I know i would!, "The quality is damn bad, and you can accept it!? Eeeyer like that can ar?! "; not only do they hurt you, but it makes you think twice of your opinion. When you shouldn't because it's what you choose and decide, because you personally like it and fits the whole character of yourself. Yes, i regret that i couldn't be there to oversee everything that goes on; but you have your reasons. Certain mistakes are not visible to the naked eye or you could cover them up; but definitely these reasons won't get you anywhere near to win the verbal battle. You feel sorry for yourself in other words; that instead of having your friends to share your joy.. you're left with a project that they think is half fucked; when sometimes telling them your reasons are just pointless.

No point arguing because each of us wants to be right; like i mentioned earlier. To put that facade called pride away; is one of the toughest action one can do in life. Pride is the biggest sin of it all. As a matter of fact this entry will definitely trigger the egoistical pride in them wanting to put up a front; but then again like i've said earlier.. they want to always be right in some situation even they claim they are not at all.

It's horrible to hear when one sounds cocky, even they think they are not. No one is perfect, we all make mistakes; but it doesn't mean you can rub your "professionalism" right into my face. But whatelse can i do, i'll serve myself a piece of humble pie because i don't want to make matters worse.

Hmm.

Friendship woes. Friendship is a relationship. You take the effort to keep the ties strong and never forgotten. Sometimes, they can really surprise you, friends that is. You have the unexpected ones that offers you a generous heap of help when you not at the perfect situation in the world. You have the ones that you expect more but gives lesser than you think. There are those who really puts you down, and there are those who really thinks well of each and everyone and puts compromisation into action.

I personally don't think you can be the best of both worlds. It's who we all are. "...about who you love and who you hurt. It's about how you feel about yourself. It's about trust, happiness and compassion. It's about sticking up for your friends and replacing inner hate with love. Friendship is about avoiding jealousy, overcoming ignorance and building confidence. It's about what you say and what you mean..."

Diversity and unity; isn't that what our tiny island is about? I guess not many of us carries this notion everywhere they go. I've got a huge circle of friends that mostly doesn't share my second language. Yes, sometimes it puts me in a situation of not understanding what they're talking about most of the time. But i'm okaye with it, me keeping quiet doesn't mean i don't understand most of the things; but i'm making my concern ear to take it's time to digest the definition the language. I'm sorry, i couldn't be bothered to learn other languages so i could fit in. I know it will definitely beneficial to me. If i have trouble myself getting my own second language right, how am i supposed to take in another? If i can be the jack of all trade's i know it will be a delight, but i'm sorry i'm not. I guess we all should take into compromise that we all speak in one united language when we're together with other races. It's so much easier to convey our messages with one another WITHOUT making one another feel left out. But this doesn't mean you can screw your mother tongues, its just putting aside for the time being afterall one can never get rid of their roots.

I think i've been through quite alot lately that puts me in such situation. Which causes major eruptions in the brain, i've been wanting to get some of these loads of my chest (besides the incorrigible coughs). There goes my two cents worth.

"...is a housewarming essential now?..."

It's a huge battle for me eversince i got a wonky kidney. I fall sick every now and then. I feel like dying now. The coughs are so bad that i can hardly breathe. The body aches are a killer; that there's no comfort zone for it's cure. The major fever sums it all up. Argh. My eyes are slightly swollen because of the major dust allergy during the move. Argh, i'm squintting my eyes now; no wait. My eyes are temporarily small and bulgy due to the swell.

I feel damn tired writing this pathetic paragraph.

I need a wallet.

I lost my freaking wallet 2 weeks ago after dining at Da Paolo. It's the first time that i loose my wallet after a very long period of 6 years. The good thing is that it's under some insurance because tentatively someone stole my wallet and not because of my negligence. Woohoo, i guess. I know i need a new wallet but that doesn't mean i'll discard my old wallet. I've kept most of my old wallets even the quality is pretty much close to that crumpled wet note in your jeans; which is inclusive of the aroma.

I miss my gucci wallet.

Now you know what you guys can get me for my birthday yeah?
*hint hint clue clue*

MAHAHAHAHAHA. The bad thing about announcing a wishlist on my blog is that; i'll receive repeated gifts which is quite hillarious. The other time when i mentioned i wanted a black cap with gold prints for my birthday; i receive not only 2 but 3 of the similar cap. Am i that predictable? Hmm.

I just found out i could sing Fall For You by Secondhand Serenade without any pitch glitch or whatsoever! And it was acoustic mind you; i don't know if you consider a piano version acoustical but yeah. Accompanied by my cousin's super talented piano abilities i managed to croon through the song; which apparently everyone thought it was rather good. (I'm trying to be humble here, by saying 'Rather' haha) My point is, i never knew i could carry off a Secondhand Serenade tune because of it's slightly nasal but high pitch notes. But i proved myself wrong. Hurrah! And yet again this entry is nothing more but a very thick-skinned entry. MAHAHAHAHAHA.



1. The days when looking like your lecturer is the next best thing.
2. Who says i didn't give a crap about John Lennon?
3. And yes the blonde locks, the typical jock wonder.
4. When sometimes, waking up looking at James Dean makes you look like shit.
5. Funky town came stumbling around, and i Jackson 6 i became.
6. But of course, the simple cut; the boy next door look (shagging all the girls at one go)

Don't you just love yearbookyourself.com?

P.S. There's a numerical error in the photo montage above but i couldn't be bothered to edit it. So what if the number after 5 is still 5 yeah?

Oh i went to Supperclub's Launch party two weeks ago at Odeon Towers. It was a fantastic place with great interiors. I'll post up the photos once i got them. I'm not in a very artisty/inspirational mood to talk about their concept but i'll just leave it as it is. But it's worth the trip. Alright i'm off to sleep; Inquisitive is dope i tell you; super duper dope and he rocks the shit out of me everytime his midas touch scratches the vinyl. The record gently weeps; churning those melodious beats that puts one in a trance of their own. He is dope yo! Pardon the hip-hop nigga shit whatever. Give Dj Inquistive some love ya'll. Cheers man.



"...dopppe..."

Hello hello!

Great news! My grandmother is out of the hospital and she's kicking mighty asses now! WOOTZ. Well, slightly exaggerated a little but yeah she's fine. Friday was just a very traumatic experience. It's such a bad sight that tears trinkled down my cheeks. Honestly, all of us thought that she might pass away(touch wood), to the extent that she can't even recognise most of her children and grandchildren; including myself. She was coughing her lungs out and every morsel of food she swallows doesn't seem to go down her throat which she ended up puking. Argh. It was horrible. It's dejavu all over again, just like how my grandfather passed away and history seems to repeat itself here. My entire immediate and extended family were there. You can name it, from whimsical Amsterdam, shivery London, sunny American and cooling Australia; everyone returned. It was like a pre Hari Raya gathering.

But all is good and i'm happy about it.

Somehow, this incident made the family closer; especially the cousins. But it sucks that only on such drama when we realise the importance of family. Well i guess we got this nailed down in our hearts and heads that, family is important no matter who they are. No matter the status, capability and even sometimes religion. Like they say. blood is thicker than water. I can't wait for Hari Raya, there'll be more longer gatherings and visitings; not forgetting my new place. This pre-unexpected gathering was nice except for the fact that sadness, almost grieve brought us together but more importantly; it's love.

Alright, F1 is coming up and i can foresee the extreme exhaustion that i'll be going through. As interesting as Zouk Marquee at the Padang sounds with Carl Cox spinning on the finale night, i swear the event will be a mighty bitch plus i'll be overseeing the production and the entire fuss for my set up. ARGH. Do i count myself lucky for having a pass to go around the F1 grounds? We'll have to see man.

Might be dropping down Butter tomorrow to watch Inquisitive spin but we'll see how, and yeah might be heading down to Raffles for DKNY's latest fragrance launch and yes he is spinning as well, coincidentally that is. I'm uber hungry because i just had like chee cheong fun for break fast? LOL Okie i'm gonna sleep though, i'll just sleep my hunger away. OK bye!

"...this is the time..."

I'm literally exhausted. I've only had 2 hours of sleep since Sunday. Everything in my family and work is going crazy and no one seems to understand the situation that i'm in now. I've got to balance it off with my family and my workload. There's so much that i can handle.

I really want to run away and alienize myself from the world.

I've yet to breakdown; holding it up for myself and the grandmother. Argh but i wish everyone can understand what i'm going through.

The grandmother is really sick, to the extend that each and every family member from around the globe, return; home. I don't think i served my duties as a grandson well. Why do times like this, we realise the importance of what's around you? That what you treasure most is actually right infront of you.

What are we blinded with? Greed? Pride?

I'm in a fumbly mode today. Though my grandmama seems to get better a few hours ago. Please pray for me that everything turns out well. Especially, during this holy month; for muslims that is.

I love my grandmama.

Alyssa and myself, she's damn pretty i tell you. HEH.

Sofie, Alyssa and Laura; the marketing babes.

The same girls with Mari Muramoto aka Mari-chan heh. And she is our assistant marketing manager. WOOT =D

I swear, mustard yellow is so not my thing.

This is Inqusitive ya'll!

Dharni! Singapore's no.1 Beatboxer and dude; all the best with militaryhood HEH!

The reigning champion and the current champion! Inquisitive is the shit man.

Oh i just bought myself a digital camera; life finally. I bought myself a Casio EX-Z77, 7.2 Megapixels with a 2.6" screen. I decided to settle on this model after a very long undecisive situation of either an Olympus or a Casio. Nothing to complex or extreme because i'd rather have something user friendly but nonetheless good for work and personal use. I'm pretty satisfied with the buy because of the fact that it costs only $200 with 2 2GB memory cards and an extra battery thrown in the entire package. It's a damn good steal i tell you! I can foresee more camera whoring days ahead.

Oh Sunday, Sunday.. what will i do on a Sunday?

How about........... a trip on the world's largest observation wheel!? Yes yes, i went up the Singapore Flyer today. I swear the freaking wheel is fucking ostentatious, so i decided to check out what's the hype about. The ride was okaye but the view was preciosa. The panaromic and picturesque sight was amazing. The clear weather made everything worthwhile. Met up with my cousin for this much awaited trip and it was all good. Got a better view of the new IR and their huge i don't know to what scale model of the entire resort, was amazing. I was amazed by the structure of the flyer. I've never tried the London Eye but for a first timer, this is no ordinary ferris wheel. Though i did manage to act calm, despite the vertigo state i'm in. COM'ON i've got a fear of heights alright!? Bleahz. The best part i guess was when the flying jets were whizzing around the sky because of the RSAF open house; i had a bird's eye view; no pun intended.

Alright, here are some random pics i've collated from my events at Zouk haha, i know i know these are way due haha.

Wardrobe 2008! The set of Fashion me and my partner did. So i ripped off the last photo from my friend's Facebook cause i couldn't find a proper photo of the set change HAHA.

Stole my pic from Stomp.sg taken during Velvet's 14th Anniversary haha. With some random dude and Sofie.

Jasmine, Aiwei and Tammyyyyyy

VAN SHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

INQUISITIVE AGAIN YO!

OKAYEEEE and last but not least... Beatnik Picnic at SMU Green. HAHA now how's that for an entry? =D

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