What are the things wrong in my life right now?

I am aware that there are a lot of people who have life tougher than me. I am aware that there are some people whose plights are so horrible that you wonder what’s wrong with this world. However, there are things wrong with my life right now, and I would like to pen them down, not because I am unappreciative that God/Allah/Insert-Higher-Power has given me, rather that I have been given the chance to do good, but yet have done nothing much for the past 27 years of my life. This shall be a checkpoint of sort for myself.

Health
I have been blessed with a healthy body, but over the years, I have neglected it. Not only have I ate a lot of junk food, I have also stopped exercising. I was never a fit child to began with, but over the years, I have managed to attain the minimum fitness standards required by schools’ NAFA test as well as Army’s IPPT. In my prime, I was hitting Sliver awards for my IPPT, and taking part in runs 10km and above.

As it stands now, I am a shadow of my former self. Due to the lack of exercise, my “free” six packs have been absorbed by this large lump of fat. While it’s acceptable to many of my peers to have a huge belly, it disgusts me that I am slowly becoming one of them. Sure, some fat guys look cute. I think I look cute, but hell, I rather not look cute and be healthy. Sometimes I wonder if it is karma because I used to laugh at fat people. Sometimes I see plump people, I wonder to myself why don’t they exercise more, until I realized; I am slowly joining their ranks. This part of me hates myself for me, and I resolve to be better than that.
I also have dark eyes circles which in turn makes me look extremely weak. Combining that with my lack of exercise makes me look pale. The dark eye circles are mostly attributed to the fact that sometimes I am unable to sleep, and hence will surf the web on my Iphone, and before I know it, these eye bags started coming out. Aside from that I have fallen sick for 4 times over the last 6 weeks. How I managed that is beyond me.

Also, because I am just that tiny little bit vain, I want to be more tanned. I have enough of this 白斩鸡 look.

What I will do
1. Exercise at least 3 times a week. Meaning that at least 2 weekdays and 1 weekend at least. And something which might help me along the way, by booking IPT for the 5th Nov 2011, I will at least be assured that I will go exercise. That should serve as another reminder that I would need to exercise. Honestly, I would like to aim for a sliver and not just a pass. Reviewing my current fitness condition, I would say, silver might be tougher for me, but if you are going to aim, might as well try for something higher. (Gold on the other hand is somewhat too unrealistic.)
2. Getting tanned, that would have to come with more exercise. I wouldn’t purposely go soak in sunlight, might very well get cancer before I get tanned. How I aim to achieve that is through swimming. I used to swim at least 2 times a week, but have slacked off. I recall that I had asked Tecko and Louis, and they are agreeable to have an exercise regime for Saturday morning, which however stopped when I went Taiwan/In-camp/fallen ill. The plan is to get the guys together and make it a weekly affair. Not only it helps us bond, it also allows us to keep fit.
3. Eye circles, that I can’t really help that much. Try to sleep more I guess. If that doesn’t help, maybe I will consider doing masks. 
4. The Chinese have a saying, 祸从口出, meaning that trouble comes out from the mouth. The inverse is also true; you are what you eat. I know that I can be rather picky sometimes, and don’t eat much meat in general except for chicken. I dislike lamb and can’t eat beef. I should really start eating more pork. Not only that will help to beef me up ( how clever of me), it also keeps me from the cold.

Relationship with Girlfriend
This is a tricky and lengthy one, I shall postpone it for a later date.

Relationship with family
Happy to say there is nothing that is bothering me. I think my relationship with my family is good for now, and I hope it will carry on for a long time to come.

Work

A large of our lives is dedicated to work, but few find that work they want to do. Same for me. I thought I made a splendid move from Client Data to Trade Support. The move itself is great, but it seems that I just cannot get the hang of things. I tried to study, and not only am I unable to understand still, the interest in motivation isn’t there. You can even say that I hate my job. Yes, I heard the news; my old department basically has been entirely outsourced to India, while I managed to get away. Congrats to me, but doesn’t change the fact that I hate my job.
I shall look into it again really soon. For now, I shall work hard at my current job and look for something else really soon.

My sidelines

Sad to say that I have fallen behind with 2 things, and I have no one to blame but myself.
• Investing – yes I have been reading up, but that’s that all I have been doing. Need to have some action.
• Online Business – That deal thing with DG seems to be quickly falling through. And both of us seem to have lost interest. Is there something which we are not doing right? I really need to investigate this further

What I will do
• I will ring up DG soon to talk to him, meet him soon also.
• Investing is troublesome because of my work, which results in compliance restrictions on what I can invest in, while in the employment of my current company. Not to say that I will put it on hold, but I need to find something that I want to put my money into. For starters, I think a tidy sum of 4000sgd is my upper limit. Also, that compliance thing, I would want to look more into it.

Charity

I have always wanted to do charity, but I don’t know where to start. Sure, I can sign up for events, go to a home weekly, but I want to do something more than that. As such, I must profess that I have to put this on hold for a moment, while I sort out my life.






Running out of time, going to post this first and come back to it sometime this week. Hopefully procrastination will not get the better of me this time.

Times have changed.

Everyone is getting richer and better.




What are you doing?

Maturity

Please grow up and remember everything Dad told you.
The level of maturity you have now is way too low.



Peace.

She said

"I am not sure of your feelings for me"

Never stop trying

Asher Book - Try

If i walk, would you run?
If i stop, would you come?
If i say you're the one, would you believe me?
If i ask you to stay, would you show me the way?
Tell me what to say so you don't leave me.
The world is catching up to you
While you're running away to chase your dream
It's time for us to make a move cause we are asking one another to change
And maybe i'm not ready

Chorus
But I'll try for your love
I can hide up above
I will try for your love
We've been hiding enough

If i sing you a song, would you sing along?
Or wait till i'm gone, oh how we push and pull
If i give you my heart would you just play the part
Or tell me it's the start of something beautiful.
Am i catching up to you?
While your running away to chase your dreams
It's time for us to face the truth cause we are coming to each other to change
And maybe I'm not ready

But I'll try for your love
I can hide up above
I will try for your love
We've been hiding enough

I will try for your love
I can hide up above

If i walk would you run
If i stop would you come
If i say you're the one would you believe me.




A perfect song to remind yourself to never stop.

Damn Lost

Not even Google Maps can find me.

2009

End of a 5 day break from work. Have to say, I miss working. Time passes faster, and I actually do feel more productive. (Not that my work is really that fulfilling)

Let's talk about work first. Had my year end review, and grade was really bad. There were various reasons given and offered to me, but none of them satisfactory. It irks me to think that the grading wasn't done entirely by one's performance but partly based on other factors out of one's control. On those points that I am lacking, yes, I admit my flaws. Others, well, all I can say is try again next year. When I first knew my grade, I was unable to disguise my shock and wasn't able to comprehend the situation. In retro sight, it would have been better I had not shown such a spectacular display of disbelief and confusion on my face. Whatever it is, I have got to live with it. After all, what doesn't kill you only makes you stronger ( Or maybe you are just plain lucky)

Had a good run with 2009. Got a job with decent salary, still having the same girlfriend, family is great. Things are good in general. But never take things for granted, and I believe one has to work really hard. But yea, Life is Great ( Line stolen from Great Eastern)

I know my thoughts are all over the place, but I will just pen down the first thing that comes to my mind.


New year resolutions?

1. Financial Planning
1.1 Trade
1.2 Business

2. Fulfill secret resolutions with her. Written on paper, and posted on my wall. Physical wall. Don't bother looking at my Facebook.

3. Meet up with old friends.

4. Actually win the big sweep.





And most importantly, be happy.

Muse

Unknown to most people, I worry quite a lot. I know most people whom I know, think I am all smiles. Especially the people in the office seem to always ask why I keep smiling when I reach my desk. Not that I am trying to put up a front or something, but I honestly enjoy going in to work every day. Sometimes when I have issues at work, or maybe some requests are more interesting to handle, I even get excited. Especially since if I am the only one who is handling it. It makes me feel like I am really working and earning my keep.

There are a couple of things keeping me awake at 3 in the morning.
Firstly, health related issues. Lately a colleague of mine had a scare, which she has to possibly remove her womb if there are cancerous cells detected. Thankfully, it was nothing serious. But then I keep thinking about girlfriend and family. I kept thinking what will happen if something bad like that happens to the people I love. I would imagine that girls in general, would feel incomplete if the organ which defines them as a woman is gone and their right to motherhood is denied by something beyond their control. I find it scary if it is to happen to my girl. However, since that time I thought about this issue, I decided I would have to abandon the olden conservative ways of thinking about family. Some Chinese, or rather most traditional Chinese families want their male child to bear children to continue to family line. I would imagine some men, would leave their spouse or girlfriend for someone healthy. But not me. I can never do that.

If something really happens to girlfriend, or even something happened to me, and we can’t have children, I would guess adoption is still an option to us. I can’t profess to love kids, but I think children complete a family, a way that no pet can. Modern thinking has lead to people keeping dogs or cats and treating them like a child. I like cats, yes. But not to that extend. Similarly, I am worried about my sisters. I heard someone told me before that a friend’s cousin contacted something similar when she was only 20 years old. My sisters are around that age.

But if fate really gave us a bad hand, I already worked out a plan of sorts.
Any operation or consultation would need money.
With my current (lack of) savings, I doubt I can afford any medical treatment.
Sorry to say, but I think will borrow money from a few selected friends if need be. I figured, any treatment would cost on the upwards of 10grand, and I am prepared to work hard to get that sum of money. Or if I cannot, there is always cash line loans from banks. Interest payment is only a secondary concern compared to health matters of girl and family.

I know it’s silly or even overly ambitious of me to be thinking about this, but I am aiming for a management role after a year. If I can get that, I sincerely believe these monetary issues would be somewhat settled.

This brings to another concern, my work. Work is fine in general, sometimes though, I feel overshadowed by my team mates, yet at times, I seem to be doing just fine. Guess they say, sometimes, it just ain’t your day. A huge mark against me, would be my dismal IPPT results, which results in remedial training on Tuesday and Sunday due to start in December. Sunday is of no worries, but Tuesday night would affect my work due to the timing. Of course I am not pleased about this, but who can I blame but myself? This is why I have decided to sign up for a gym membership, likely with California fitness very soon. Comparing the cost, it is really attractive and I believe it would greatly aid in my training. Moreover, if girlfriend decides to sign up together, we can go for classes together on the weekend. Girlfriend claims that she is getting fat, which I disagree, but I do think it would be great if she exercises more. To her credit, she has been jogging in the nearby park these weeks, and I am extremely proud of her for her effort.

Girlfriend seems to be very troubled. I think the fact that we are working different hours is still very hard for her adjust. Not that she is sticky, but just maybe we are used to seeing each other often after work, especially since we work in the same building. Especially compounded by the fact that girlfriend doesn’t have much hobbies compared to me.

For me I do a bit of light reading if I can’t sleep, or surf online for stuff, or do the occasionally Dota game from time to time. Sometimes I plan. Or plot. Haha. I am just kidding. Sometimes I just wonder about stuff. About property prices or I daydream about winning the lottery. I don’t approve of gambling, but with ten million dollars at stake, I guess I can forsake my principles (and ten bucks) for a shot at that collective sum of money. Sometimes i think about stupid things to cheer girlfriend up. I know my biceps aren't bigger, but I just want to make her smile. Sometimes i say silly things like that.

I think there are some issues we have to settle, but I am glad, despite the problems we went through; we still have something concrete that no one can take away. You know, I used to think about my future.




Now I think about our future.

Worried

Heard what happened to zlyn.

Now I am worried about the people around me. Sigh.

Wee Lee

I remember the day when I wanted the garden to make it big.



I think it's time to go back to the dream.

Perm.

I don't know why
But it seems like, I kinda need a new goal in life.
For those who don't know yet, congratulations to myself for landing a perm job at the current company.
Granted, it was the only aim that i wanted when I was doing contract there. But now that I have achieved that singular task which I aimed for since the first day at work, I now feel a unprecedented feeling of being lost. Always told the girlfriend that one have to aim for something in life. Now is my turn to ponder about what's next to aim for. Million and one things I want to achieve.
Baby steps they say.


Meanwhile, I can't wait for the next payday! =)
Promised myself, that I will spend the entire amount.
Sounds crazy, but I think I deserve it. Ha!

Not sure if I can do that though. I always hesitate whenever spending money, except for when it comes to Family (Including Girlfriend) and food. To be honest, I haven't saved much during my contract days, and now that the contract has come to an end, it's time to start my commencement (In true SMU spirit) onto the next step of my life.


Life is interesting. It's up to us to make it even more happening!
Cheers!


Random thoughts as I write down my post for a very very long time. Will update more.


By the way, as I read some of my posts in my younger days, I kinda smiled to myself.
How immature was I at that point of time? I know 3 years down the road, I will still smile to myself and think that I was immature. Ha.



Boys will be boys.

put on a smile on your face...make the world a better place!

I concur
=)

Too cute

Love

You are my 1 and only,
2 of us are so perfect for each other.
3 simple words, I love you,
Our love last 4ever.
We will have 5 kids,
by having lots of 6 in the future!
I am like 7-11, always open for you.
And I would never ting you in mahjong, so that you would always 8!
My love for you is Chang chang 99,
10 ways are not enough for me to say I love you.

Job Hunter

I guess I am not the only one.
But still, not having a stable job is really hurts. I know a million people are out there, in the same position as me, but in this case, misery does not love company.



Sounds depressing now, but I think I will pick myself up and walk on.
The future is waiting. Our future.



On a totally different note:
Battle for the cowl!

2009

Wanted to pop in and write something as there are a million and one things i want to write before I forget.

But I guess everyone knows by now, that this is the single most important thing that has happened during my period of leave from this blog.






Another time then. Cheers.

Aaron Lee Smith said,

"You only sleep when you die."






I'll remember that

Time to grow up.

Overlord

Ever had one of those days when you feel like punching and kicking the shit out of every single person in the world?

I confess. I have.








everyday.

Power of the Internet

http://www.nygirlofmydreams.com/
Pretty sweet.








If you discount the fact that he could have walked up to her directly and asked for her number that time, instead of pulling a stunt like this.

Hong kong mickey mouse!

The msn artist strikes again.

2/11/07

I am paranoid.





Maybe.

BATS

Classification:

Bats are mammals. Though sometimes called "flying rodents", "flying mice," or even mistaken for insects and birds, bats are not, in fact, rodents. There are three sub-orders of bats:

Megachiroptera (megabats)
Microchiroptera (microbats/echolocating bats)
Monothematic Delusion (Grown men who run around in giant bat suits)

Behavior:

Most bats are only active only at night. Studies have shown that bats make all kinds of sounds to communicate with others. Scientists in the field have listened to bats and have been able to identify some sounds with some behavior bats will make right after the sounds are made. Unfortunately there are certain types of bats who find it hard to communicate even though they are able to speak. Blame it on insecurity or lack of experience (Heh heh). It potentially results in loss of mating partners. The latter species tend to be self and self-centered, commonly referred as jerks-bats.

Predators:

Owls and eagles which hunt at night, are dangerous and the most common predator of bats. Unknown to most people, haughty little princess who spew fire from their mouth are known to torture grown bats to the point that they are extremely submissive. Unfortunately, that certain species of bats willing subject themselves to such punishment over and over again. Sadism, I know. We call those emobats. In fact, emobats are attracted to such punishment in the same obsessive way Michael Jackson is attracted to your 4 year old son. That should give you a rough estimate of the level of insanity that goes through their head.

Everything is true, I swear. Or maybe I should just stop doing my research when I am tired.

He sits at the edge, thinking if he should jump

Batman is emo.

Bat's resolve

I think I am great at this emotional masochism thing. By refusing myself any happiness.



What a sucky thing have competitive advantage in.

Female sense

It has been brought to my attention recently that all women seem to possess a something I dub as female-sense. Yes, they have the uncanny ability to sense whenever a guy is watching her or not. For the guys, I am sure when you do your people watching, sometimes, a girl might catch you looking at her, despite that you weren’t being so obvious (Or so you thought). Not that I look at women that often (I do), but sometimes, I kind of feel like some kind of pervert for just staring a girl.

Guys, just when you think it couldn’t get any worse, here’s where I hit you with shocker number 2. Their special ability to catch us staring, was just the most basic of their female sense. Apparently, there is a more advanced version of female sense, where they have the bloody ability to know if you are looking at their boots. When I heard this from the kamen-geek, I was in total denial, also at the same time thinking “oh crap” (Actually, it was more like, “Oh SHITTTTTTTTTT”)

As a guy, I am expected to be attracted to boots. Sometimes, when I meet someone new, I hold conversation with their boots instead of them. Now you know, why I tell people that I am bad with names and face, even those of pretty girls. That’s coz I wasn’t even looking at their faces in the first place. But gosh, I always thought I was pretty discreet, but heck, with their special ability, I might as well have a telling neon sign over my head. So much for the bright idea of looking through the corner of my eye.

Oh well, I guess it balances out in the end. You ladies have your female sense. Us guys have this thing call guy radar. I will let the ladies try to figure out this one themselves.

Facebook

Don't you just love wasting your life on this? I know I do.

Different folks, different styles

2 Batman pictures, one by me, one by hwang.
Doesn't take a genius to figure out who drew which one.

That day at AMK hub

It's my 100th post on this blog. I think I am supposed to celebrate or something.
Looking back one year, nothing has really changed.

However the main aim of this post is to "park" a space here, so that I wouldn't forget about the funniest shit I have ever heard in a long while....... if she lets me tell it. So, in the event she finally relents and lets me break the news to the whole world, I will be back to edit it.





It is so fun breaking people.

Protection

The post is password protected.
Please do a little dance before the computer to access it.







No really, I mean it.

Skin care tips!

Due to popular request, here I am sharing my secret skincare tips and tricks with my readers. For some unfathomable reasons, there are a truck load of women who thinks that I have great skin (Do note: they always say nice skin, but no one ever says nice face. Like what the..) The trick is a simple one.

Just use shampoo as your soap instead of your $39.90 shower spa thing that you imported from Japan/USA. It works, trust me.

The reason I started using shampoo as soap was mostly due to accident and my lack of ability to understand there is a difference between foam/shampoo/conditioner and the likes of them. Whatever my sisters buy, I will just use them. As far as I am concerned, as long as there are bubbles produced from the “soap”, you are clean. Bubbles = Clean, how hard is it to understand that? And I stuck to this simple formula for years without much problems (yet). I bet I have used conditioner, shampoo, mama lemon and similar products over the years and ended up with “respectable” skin that will put most makeup to shame. There was once I ended up smelling like a watermelon after my shower, due to some mix up and possibly chemical reaction from the unholy union of bar soap and shampoo. But hey, you got the end results you want. So yea! Don’t forget to thank me when your boyfriend or girlfriend compliments you next time. Buy me some mooncakes if you are feeling sincere.

I am kidding. I should be the last guy anyone would ask for skincare advice. My knowledge of shampoo can easily be summarized into 2 lines.

1. Head and Shoulders kill dandruff, and should be the only brand you will ever need.
2. They hurt like fuck when it gets into your eyes.

As requested

Someone's been complaining that I haven't updated for a while. So here you go, an awesome picture of Batman and Robin (Jason Todd) from the classic, A DEATH IN THE FAMILY.



I have got to do something about my obsession with Batman.

Remember..

Last week I promised an article on why I never apologize, offering an insight into the mind of a deranged genius.





Sorry ah, will get it out soon.

Smile

People tell me that I don’t smile enough.

Guilty as charged.

It’s true, unless you are a pretty lady or I happen to strike 4D on that day, or else you can pretty much give up hope on me smiling at you. If you are lucky, I might give you a sneer, but that’s as far as I go. But that’s when I am with friends. You guys never see me when I am alone. (If I am alone, then there will no one around to see me!? Duh! Note to self: Some logic please.)

Sometimes when I am downstairs buying dinner, I can’t help but snicker when I recall silly things that people have said or done in my presence. Then I will smile at no one in particular, or sometimes at the hawkers. No wonder the auntie at the tomyam stall always give me extra sotong. Must be my award winning smile. Which could potentially explains why her husband is in permanent bad mood.

Why the reluctance to smile? I have no idea, so I am just going to make up some explanations that hopefully will divert your attention long enough before you realize that I am not making sense, exactly the way this sentence has just did and if you are slow reader, that’s what it’s going to do. And do remember boys and girls, just because I made it up, doesn’t make it wrong.

Back to the real reason, it’s because it signifies a commitment to smile next time to the same person you smile at previously. Say, you smiled at some bugger today, if you meet her at school again the next day, what would you do? There are only two reasons for that, either she can’t get enough of you and is stalking you, or she just happens to be in the same school as you (DID YOU REALLY EXPECT ME TO BELIEVE THAT?) Anyway, if you smiled yesterday and you didn’t today, prepared to get hit with a shitload of questions like “Are you feeling ok?”, “You angry/emo today huh?”or “Oei, you still owe me five bucks leh.”

Another reason is because…. I am going to end this suddenly because someone shot my muse. Yes, I do realize this doesn’t make any sense, but I am not in a good mood, I can say anything I want and just apologize later.

Oh, do look out next week for my article on why I never apologize.

You deserve a medal

Congrats. You managed to break me.

Chocolate Talk

Lewis and me were lamenting over the state of the world in recent times over a cup of hot chocolate at Starbucks. The hostage situation, and Korea’s dilemma, the political unrest and breakdown of subprime in the world’s most powerful nation, the upset of balance in the world’s religion and the consequences that we all have to bear.

And women.

No men’s talk is ever complete without women. Heck, I bet no one reading where wants to know our view on other topics except the last one. In fact, we never did talk about the other topics.

Thus we came to talk about our women related troubles. Who loves who and who doesn’t loves who. And we came to the conclusion that with woman, it would be much better if we live like cavemen. See a girl you like? Take a club, knock her out and take her home. Of course in this civilized world, one can no longer do that. Plus, what if you hit her too hard on the head? Who’s going to cook and clean the house if she becomes an idiot?

Here’s the kicker though. My good man here suggested that instead clubbing them over the head, there’s this wonderful substance call alcohol which although is slightly more expensive would have the intended effect as well as being legal (I think). No doubt an excellent idea, but I guess in the name of public safely, I have to warn the ladies about this bud of mine. So women, next time this buddy of mine offers you a drink, think twice.

There you go, proof that you don’t need alcohol to say amazingly stupid things. Now I just pray that I don’t get sued for being sexist.

What are the aims of playing Mahjong?

1. To win

Granted someone as poor as me would be quite inclined to play mahjong in a mad bid to enjoy and to earn some pocket change as well. And of course I love the thrill of winning other people’s money. Hey, I even consider making it my part time job. Inspired by some of my friends who win shit loads of money on a regular basis, I would most certainly like to do that. Pat claims that he didn’t had to draw money for one year from an ATM, because he wins so enough to cover his daily expenses. Some where like 1k per weekend. Pocket change my ass.

2. Socialize

It’s a 4 player game, and of course you will have to talk to people. Aside from the occasional “pong” and “hu”, most likely you will end up about talking about a lot of other things, like soccer, girls and stuff. You know, just talking and laughing with your friends.

Yup, basically it’s those 2 main things people like about mahjong.

Not me. I just have to be different. In fact, I had no idea that I had picked secret option number 3.

3. Lose shit load of money consistently

Been down on my luck recently and I think I would be able to afford a down payment for a car if I hadn’t lost that much. Granted, it’s would only be a Cherry QQ, but heck, it’s still a car. (You know what they say about QQs, If you take a stone to throw at the QQ, your loss is much greater than the car owner. Your loss being the stone. Seriously, try to file a police report that your QQ was stolen. I give you 20 bucks if the policeman doesn’t burst out laughing)

I always took any mj losses as recreational money. Most of the time, it’s cheaper than a meal outside or a movie for 2. But holy shit, this time it is becoming more and more disgusting. Now I know how Kee felt the other time, when Neo with his red underwear wiped him clean. Sounds damn wrong, but heck, I can’t be bothered to press backspace to change it. Now that I got the image of Kee being wiped by Neo’s red underwear burned into my head, I guess I will never look at him the same way again. Brrrr….

But hey, don’t get me wrong. I love the game and I love the company. All my buds that I played with recently, all of them are awfully nice. And I guess I must say that I adore the Fa Cai and the mj cake that that I got. I would post pictures, but seem to be possessed by sloth of the sins. Sucks to be you then.

Just wait, I will be back.

I might be bias,

But heck, this is the BEST muffin in the world!

Time is running out

I got no time to blog, so here's an awesome picture of Batman and Red Hood.

Men are from Mars

and women are from Venus. All these years, and now I have this perfect example which pretty much paints the picture quite nicely.






(Overheard) Guy to girl :
"I can't believe my ears! You DON"T want to watch Transformers!?"

Eurodance

Don't read too much into this.

Su Ann said

"Don't do stupid things, Bingxiang,"




"Leave it to me!"

With regards to women, I have tried

Being chivalrous
Being romantic
Being macho
Being incredibly cool and laid back
Being sensitive and attentive
Being a bastard
Stalking
Ignorance
Writing letters
Chatting online
Phone calls
E-mails
Talking openly and honestly
Lying
Dancing
Singing
Being who I am
Being the sort of person I hate
Romantic gestures
Fighting
Playing sports
Being nerdy
Being dim
Being intelligent
Arguing and being stubborn
Being weak and giving in
Letting the competition win
Meeting halfway
Pretended to be interested in the same things
Actually being interested in the same things
Begging
Being forceful
Being exactly who they want
Being exactly who they think they want

All of these things, though not all at the same time, obviously. With several women. I have still had no luck. I must be ugly. (B3ta)

And along came the spider

Thoughts during Spiderman 3 :


- Venom appears
"That's Venom?!"

- Peter tells Harry that he can't take both villains
"Batman could have beaten both Venom and Sandman. Blindfolded"

- Mary Jane feels emo and throws her temper
"Gwen Stacy is much better. And more generous with her cleavage too"

- First sandman fight
"Sandman needs to be nerfed."

- Spiderman lets Sandman goes.
" Uh, if you can't take him then say lah. Don't action leh."

- Peter unmasked several times in the movie
"And no one managed to catch a glimpse at the person behind the mask. Are the people of New York blind or something?"

- Peter hits MJ accidentally
"You had it coming, bitch"

-Any scene with Aunt May.
"What a bitch"





But overall, it was great. Despite the predictable ending, New Goblin rocks. Especially with the flight fight scenes.

Everybody needs some "alone time"

It's true. It's define as the time that you need to spend alone, with no one else but yourself for company. No matter what, just randomly surfing the net, taking the car out for a spin, having supper alone, grooving to loud music in the shower, walking at the park in the middle of the night, or even just running with the wind in your face, it's all alone time. At that point of time, no one is more important than yourself.

Been taking quite a bit of that time for myself lately. Escaping from almost everything except for the occasional work. Countless hours wasted with just staring at the ceiling of room. It's a sweet escape. Sometimes, you just need to disappear for hours to "get things done", so that you come back slightly more sane.






OMG, it's a serious post for once.

Yacht

Give me a call if you want to visit my new yacht. = )

Yawn

Has this happened to anyone else? Every time I get within 1 metre of my international economies textbook, I suddenly feel damn sleepy. One time I can discount it, but the fact that it happens with my FIIM notes, EAL books, means there is something very wrong.




If you take away "i,n,t,e,n,t,o,n,a,l,e,o,m,i" from international economics and add in "p,y",
you get the word conspiracy! freaky isn't it?
If you convert all the letters into their number counterparts, you get 223,(not really) which is the name of the movie. Again, freaky!?

BB

Bx begins.
to realize that mugging is useless and he should really be out partying.

Otaku

He wields his bankai, one eye goes SEED, the other with his geass on, while pushing his body to gear second, riding on the path of flames at the speed of light.





It's time to use all his ultimates.

Orange

Was that the best I could do? To offer an bloody orange?







So what if it dropped on the floor. Dang me.

I take back what I wrote yesterday.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kpkZ8ElZ4KM






Now the ladies know what guys do in the gents.

Toilet humour II

Again, a guy post. Ladies best skip this.

The best scene in the new Mr Bean the movie is when they were randomly calling people's cell phone in a mad attempt to reach the boy's father. And there was this guy who was urinating and got the call and hence placed the phone in between his shoulder and his head, a common technique that people would use when they need their hands to do other stuff. I am sure everyone else did that before too. In my younger days, I would do the same while on calls with friends and playing dota at the same time.

Friend : blah blah blah.
Me : *dota* uh.
Friend : blah blah.. Are you listening to me?
Me : *still dota-ing* Uhh... sure I am.
Friend: You never ever listen me!
Me : *Gets monster kills* Oh yes!

And the cycle continues.
But the funniest shit happen during that scene is when the guy drops his cellphone into the urinal. It's not so funny when I tell you now, but I almost pissed myself laughing during that scene. See, it never pays to talk when you are urinating.

On the subject on talking while urinating, I wonder, what the fuck is so important that you have to talk to me when we both are holding our own manhood releasing liquid waste. I mean, do you really have to talk about your bastard group mate, or your fantastic prof or that weird chick who keeps on giving you the eye? Like seriously, for the SMU people, we better teach our bloody students not to talk in the toilet in our Finishing Touch classes. At least, we ensure that we are really different.





I am sooo going to wear a T-shirt that says "Beware! Talk to him in the toilet and he sprays"

Two Words

HELL WEEK.





What? You expecting something more?

Murder he wrote

I am feeling murderous. There, I have said it. It's off my skinny chest.

You know in thriller shows or books, the murderer is always the quietest one that no one suspects? Or a co-worker in the office who goes totally buts and holds the office hostage is always the silent one that no one expects ? That's proof that it's always the quiet ones goes postal. On the other hand, the loud-mouthed people who declare their anger and threaten to kill are always the initial suspects, but in the end, are never the killers.

Now, I have declared it. So, when i really friggin go on a random murder spree in SMU, no one will suspect me.





Of course, when.....uhh...if I really do it, the people reading this will be the first to go. You people know too much.

Saw this a on friend's blog

"it's amazing how mad pple can suddenly turn normal. and then mad again."







The very logical reason for that kind of behavior is because...
they are mad lar. So simple.

God

I don't do this often, but...





Thank you, God.

MSN artist

A MSN drawing by hwang to encourage me on studies. Ah, yes, I think I am supposed to be the guy wearing specs. And that's a tonberry with the signboard.


Great drawing don't you think? Thanks man.

Banes

The three weakness of men revealed at long last.


1) Women
2) Money
3) Alcho......fuck it, Bubble tea owns this spot.





Guess who is on a milk tea rush today?

Life choice

It gets to the age whereby you start to think of the life that your path will lead you down to. You know what they say, if you fail to plan, you plan to fail. Cheesy? Yes. True. Yes too. Thus I urge everyone else to think about what they want to do in the future. For myself, I kinda have sort of know what I want to do when I get out of SMU. Uhh.. If you are still waiting for some kind of punchline, you ain't getting one.

Choice one : Grad from SMU, get a degree, slave away for a couple of years then finally get enough money to buy a friggin car (by buy I mean have enough for the down-payment). After that attempt to cheat/bluff my way into some unfortunate girl's pants then have 2.3 kids. (It's a average. There is no way you can actually have 0.3 kid) After that, grow old and pray that I don't get killed by my kids who very likely would want revenge on their abusive father.

Choice two : Go backpacking all around the work and taste the fruits of different countries (That was a NOT a pun), and generally be a wanderer. Sounds like those stories in books when one would make a living by either doing odd jobs or perform musical skills like singing while you whistle. Sounds really awesome except for the part when you remember that you would be living under a piece of cupboard, or if you are really lucky, the local jail.

Choice three : Go train the mountains under different martial art masters, and assassins like David Cain for a couple of years, return to Singapore when I am able to defeat my masters in one to one combat. After that, I would attempt to fight crime , but upon realizing that petty criminals would not fear me, I might considering adopt an symbol that would strike fear into the hearts of those evil-doers. For example, let's say a bat.




I am such a ripoff.

Emo special

Some days you get so emo that you desperately need some attention from your fellow emo so you opened your most used emo msn display and surf over to your emo blog and decided to do some emo blogging so that people know that you are emo even though there is nothing else that you would like to blog about except for how people made you emo today and totally spoiled your day, but seriously aside from that you have have nothing to blog about, but instead you refuse to stop and go to sleep, but that emo-ness keeps you so damn awake that even a hot bath can't make you fall asleep, and even if that works, the emo dreams that you would very likely have are sure to wake you in the middle of the night resulting in more emo dreams which I believe are caused by your thoughts throughout the day, but since all your thoughts before sleep are emo thoughts and thus it explains the emo dreams, the emo-ness would likely haunt you for the rest of the night and it is much better not to sleep but to blog your emo thoughts down so that you can get all that emo-ness out of your brain, but like all emos, you believe that the heart is the cause of all emo problems, but common sense do tell us that the heart is not primary used for thinking but the pumping of blood that keeps your emo body alive and kicking although this very likely will not convince the emo as most emos feel like they got issues from the heart and not the brain and if you don't get what I mean or disagree please don't be so emo and attempt to kill yourself which is a terribly emo thing to do as your death would make much more people emo and increase the supple of emos in this world by giving them an excuse to be emo, but it's not like they need any excuse to be emo as most are already emo in the first place and just need some emo things to kick start their emo-ness to become a full time emo.







Frankly, I'm surprised that you are still reading this.

Discovery

During the Lunar New Year, I realize i really really suck at ...... BJ. So don't ask me to.





Points if u get it!

Library Mania

When you see me staring dazed at the laptop or books, with earphones on in the school library, that is your cue not to disturb me. Most likely I will be in a middle of a mega-mix and it is taking 101% of my effort not to stand on the table and dance.





Disturb me at your peril !

A letter to the guys

Dear fellow guys,

Today we celebrate the festival most people know as the National Women-walk-around-in-town-with-flowers Day (NWD) in which women walk around in town with flowers. As I was around in Suntec, I was rather stunned (read: disgusted) to see women holding small cheap bouquets of flowers. The roses look like they are on the verge of death plus some of the wrapping look like they were done by convicts who are paid 30cent per hour for the job. If not for the fact I was with friends, (and their boyfriends are bigger sized than me) I would certainly have went up to them and pass them my name-card.

“Next year, please tell your guy not be such a cheap ass and get you from decent flowers instead.”

Sure, they tell you how delighted they are getting flowers from you AFTER both of you promised not spend money on this occasion supposedly created by businessmen. How thoughtful of you. But that sweetness kinda gets crushed when everyone else has a prettier bouquet than them. But not to worry, there is help.

There is a plan to make all of this right. Contact bx for your flora needs in the future. Satisfaction guaranteed.

Regards,
Bx


Yes, you willingly spent 5mins of your life reading a sales pitch (10mins if you are slow). Sucker.

Number one reason NOT to drink

According to Patrick Loh, youngsters our age shouldn't drink too much. Or else we might do wrong things. Of which, the following has dire consequences. He's afraid that, when we drink,....









we might say wrong things and hurt the feelings of our friends. For some reason, that i just had to resist laughing outloud at that line.

Vday is coming!

I am going to buy myself a knife.

You are a marketing major!

Stole this from someone else.

Pay attention during class.

Prof Augustine was saying there is a reason why our civil servants are highly paid, and Singaporeans need to stop whining about that. In many countries, one would often need to fork out a certain amount to members of the senate/government if they wish to do business in that area. But, Singapore by paying civil servants lots of money manage to prevent corruption in our politically stable goverment. Bravo to Singapore!







But, that's like saying that crimminals are just under-paid. If we pay our crimminals enough, in theory they wouldn't need to steal from others eh?

Yet another movie related post.

Snooping around the bargain bin a few weeks and chanced upon a gem. You know what they say, one man's trash is another man's treasure and indeed, I finally got lucky. (Not in that sense you bastards)

Behold, the 8th wonder of the world!

There it is, A Chinese Tall Story. A story so good that it almost had me in tears. Almost. I wouldn't be such an ass and spoil the story for you chaps, but anything that involves illogical plot/spiderman/aliens/romance/journey to the west combined in one huge visual fest can't be bad. And I have managed to purchase the DVD version at a steal of $10 bucks. (For those who have no concept of money, it equals to 5 packs of chicken rice). Woohoo. Granted when it first came out, it was only selling for $15.90 ( 8 packs of chicken rice), but my patience have enabled to save 3 packs of chicken rice! I think that calls for a celebration.

I remembered the time after I watch it, I was so damn impressed that i couldn't stop pimping it to my peers, and a couple of my peers were tricke...uh.. coaxed by me into watching it. Which might explain why they have stopped talking to me. Feel free to borrow the DVD from me. Hell, I even pay you to watch the show! It's that awesome.

Ai ni yi wan nian!

Top 5 lines you shouldn't say.

5. “Just be yourself”
How to score at a job interview? How to chat up someone of the opposite sex? How to get the professor to notice you in class? Chances if you had asked your friends this question, they might have told you to “just be yourself”. Of course common sense and logic tells you that people will like you for what you are, so no point faking it. The girl will like you for being you. Your boss will think that you are quick witted and creative and promote you. Or your professors might love you for being yourself, when other students are attempting to score brownie points.

Looks like logic just flew out of the window.

When people tell you this, you know who never to ask for advice when you have other issues in the future. “Oh dear, I seem to have cancer.” Cool, just be yourself. Being yourself isn't going to solve problems. In fact, if people hated you, it's most likely because you were “being yourself” in the first place.

4. “LOL”
LOL means laughing out loud in internet terms. It was supposed be mean that you are laughing in reply to what people are saying. But, nowadays people punctuate their instant messaging sentences with LOL, just to assure you how funny you are to make them laugh out loud in front of their laptops. (Even if it's in the middle of class) That's all right actually. I use it all the time too.

What irk me are people actually physically, in front-of-my-face, actually using their mouth to say the letters L, O and L. Yes, when by right, they should be busy laughing. IT DOESN”T MAKE SENSE! Once I overheard a guy saying that, and almost punched him, but was afraid that the society of retards and morons might sue, so I stopped myself in time. Luckily for me, or else I might be sentenced to jail for animal abuse. Or worse, fined.

3. “Let's just be friends.”
Do I really need to explain this?

2. “I hate techno”
Because one day, a crazy guy might just decide kidnap you and then tie you up and proceed...... to force you to listen to 3 hours straight of non-stop mega mix. But of course, that's just hypothetically speaking.

1. “Hu le.”
For those who don't understand hanyu pinyin, it means to win the mahjong game. Especially if I am the one throwing out the winning tile. No one except for me should even be allowed to say that. No one except for Angus that is, coz there is a 70% chance that he is anyhow pushing his tiles down either to make us laugh at him or just to give us money. My gut feeling tells me it's both of them.

Don't you hate it when you get freaking good tiles, and somehow lady luck just wants to play you out at the last minute? I am sure everyone has that kind of day, with the possible exception of Neo who has amazingly incredible devilish luck. Bet he wears 3 layers of red underwear, that bastard. Disclaimer, I am not a sore loser. But don't point fingers at me when the table gets flipped in your face.






I should really be mugging instead.

The last night in the cultural learning of the golden flower

Curse of the golden flower.
Cleavage, great visuals, cleavage, chow yun fatt, cleavage, lousy jay chou acting, cleavage, and basically screams to Hollywood, “Please let me be the next Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon!” That pretty much sums up the whole movie. The first thing you notice about the show, (no prizes for guessing), is the sheer amount of cleavage that is present. I had never previously thought it is possible to get sick of seeing cleavage, but seems like they really up the bar on this one. After the first 10mins of the show where like 50 palace maids were eagerly thrusting their assets to the audience, I start to wonder if this movie should be played at Yangtze instead.
Chow is great as a bad guy in the show, and the best part is he wins in the end. And oh, the above is a spoiler. Don't read if you hadn't seen the show. Jay and Gongli had an army of golden armor soldiers, the 3rd prince had uhh… like 4 or 5 bodyguards, Chow has silver armor clad military and a friggin army of ninjas! How the hell do you escape an army of ruthless assassins? Ninjas are like.... Ninjas! You just can't fight them. The plot isn't that fantastic, the music isn't that nice, basically, it all boils down to the scene where 50 odds ninjas assaulted helpless victims with blood gushing like there is free flow of house pour.

Borat : Cultural Learnings Of America For Make Benefit Glorious Nation Of Kazakhstan
It's an extremely offensive show that degrades women, religion and stupid Americans. Please go and catch it. It's that good. The scene of the bear roaring out of the ice cream at unsuspecting children is the priceless. Ko and me were still laughing over that after the end of the show. Although I do suspect that is the only part that she liked about the movie.

Deathnote: The last name
I must say the ending really surprised me (to a certain extent), and overall the flow is great. If one pokes hard enough, sure, you can find some plot holes in the movie, but who cares when this finally brings the deathnote chapter to a close. Rumors are that there would be a prequel of saying how L became such a great detective. Given the success of this series, it quite a high chance that we would be seeing this in the near future.
On a side-note, Misa is kind of abnormal as the girl infatuated with Kira. I mean she is so damn obsessed that I got abit freak out as well. This would be the kind of girlfriend whom if you breakup with, will very likely murder your whole family before killing both you and her.

A Night In The Museum
Nothing fantastic again, but is good for a good laugh or two. I think.
Maybe I have already graduated from mainstream humor to hardcore slapstick humor. Seems like unless there is something extremely lame and crazy, I wouldn't even attempt a smile. But don't get me wrong, it's still a good funny show, but nothing that you hadn't seen before.





Stupid movies wasted so much of my money.

How to watch a movie

Seems like there are a lot of people who can't do basic stuff like watching a movie. They fail to realize movies are one of the better things that you can do with friends instead of stuff like chilling or playing pool. For starters, you wouldn't have to listen to them talk. See!? You are convinced already aren't you? Not to worry, I am here to give advice on how to watch a movie. But, if there is slapstick humor shows, always watch it first, ask questions later. Chances are, they will be good although good is subjected to a matter of relative reference. Any show is good compared to (insert name of any show about animals).

Selecting a movie
If there is chainsaws and torturing, it's a safe bet. Swords and guns are a good mix. Any show that has ninjas in it deserved to be watched twice. On the weekends. That's how kickass ninjas are. While we are at it, who doesn't love zombies?

Cartoons are a no no. Flush away? Finding nemo? Toy Story? Oh please. There are only 2 categories of guys who watch cartoons, the ones who are forced by their girlfriends/dates to do so (God bless their soul) and the kind who deserved to be run down by a monster truck.

Beware of documentaries disguised as movies. “The inconvenient truth” comes to mind. Do you really want the guy who lost to Bush in the presidential elections to preach to you about saving the world? It’s BUSH for god’s sake. Who couldn't beat Bush? (Apparently John Kerry and Saddam managed not to do so) You are better off watching animal planet or discovery channel seeing guys get stung to death by sting rays.

During the movie
Despite your best effort in selection of the movie, sometimes it is inevitable you end up catching a show that isn't really that fantastic. Besides talking on the phone and making loud snoring noises, you can spoil it for everyone else by predicting whatever is going to happen. Say, if you are watching a horror massacre film. Predict who is going to die and who is going to survive and tell the person 5 seats away from you. Remember, it doesn't matter if you don't know the person. They are probably glad that you are offering to save them time by telling them the ending for free after they spent 10 bucks on the show. But how do you go about your prediction? It's so easy that a retard could do it. Always look for the prettiest female character who will always survive and go on to make horrible sequels and milk the money out of horror fans and retards. Who am I kidding? There is no such things are horror fans.

During the movie, sometimes there might be certain scenes that require you to have certain reactions. Let's say, during a scene of 2 guys having sexual tension, eg every scene of Frodo and Sam in LOTR, you must loudly exclaim that it was extremely gay and you would most certainly not had brought tickets to this show if you knew “how gay it is”. This is of utmost importance that guys do this step properly, for without it, you would not be asserting your manliness. Ladies, if your guys did not do what was recommended above, it's time to test your man's manhood.

(Off topic, the manhood test involves a subtle crotch squeeze to check if what is supposed to be there is there. The word here is subtle mind you, not to raise his suspicion or crush them. You wouldn't want any nasty surprises 5 years down the road wouldn't you?)

However, I cannot stress enough how some dorks take it to the other extreme and get all excited during scenes with sexy females. Wrong. This just makes you look like a pervert. We all know you are a big pervert who filled your video ipod with porn for “just-in-case” moments when you are outside, but SHE doesn’t know that. I don’t think your date would be very impressed.

After the movie
It is inevitable that you would have to talk about the show after getting out of the theater. This is based on the assumption that you actually have friends. No, Barney isn't a real friend. Always compare this movie with another show that you had watched before and claim that the other show is better. This gives an impression that you know more things (and that you have nothing better to do with your free time), and allows to you have the authority on the discussion. For those of us who actually rather not waste time accumulating years of knowledge on movies, here's a handy tip. You can compare the show to stars wars. The show has 6 movies in total! How to you beat that? Granted I only caught 2 out of 6, but that wouldn't stop me from advocating it.

Friend : Deathnote is a good show isn't it?
Me : Blah. Star Wars is better.
Friend : Huh? Why so?
Me : Stars Wars have light sabers.
Friend : What the? Dude, they are different genres. How can you even compare them?
Me : I’m not listening. Lala~lalala~~
Friend : …

At this point, your friends should be in awe of your lack of logic and be dumbfounded. If they wouldn't shut their gap, do us all a favor and kill him or her.






Watching movies are rather hard now that I think about it.

Bubble Tea

For a very long time, advocates and cynics had been at each other's throat, each trying to prove or disprove the existence of God. The latter, they are fools; of course there is a god! Bubble tea is the goddamn proof that a higher power exist. How else can such a perfect liquid ever come into existence?

Bubble tea can be used in almost all situations!
Feeling happy? How about some bubble tea to suit the occasion!?
Feeling sad? Cheer yourself up with some bubble tea!
Feeling stress from school or work? Nothing like bubble tea to lift your spirits!
Feeling emo? Go jump down a building.

It's kind of like taking excessive pot; except that it doesn't cost you an arm and a leg. In fact, I strongly recommend it to be legalized as a medical "drug", for use in hospitals and clinics.

Doctor : “Ok, here the bad news, you have 3 weeks left to live.”
Patient : “Oh my god!” *sobs*
Doctor : “It's all right. Here, have some bubble tea!”
Patient : *drinks* “Now I can die happy!!”







Now they just need alcohol in bubble tea to make it even better.
"Auntie, one volka milk tea with pearls. Extra pearls hor!"

Card

Zhiying made this card for me last time i saw her. Goodness, that girl was painting and cutting out pieces of white drawing paper so that she could make cards for her friends. When everyone else was mugging in the library.




Thanks alot. I will try not to lose it.

GST to be raised to 7%: PM Lee

Taken from http://www.channelnewsasia.com/stories/singaporelocalnews/view/241058/1/.html

SINGAPORE: The Goods and Services Tax will be increased to 7 percent, up from 5 percent presently.

This was announced by Prime Minister Lee Hsien Loong in Parliament on Monday.

Mr Lee said the hike is necessary to finance the enhanced social safety nets, which are needed to help the lower income group.







I LOL-ed at that last statement.

Relax, we still got 2 more weeks.

Been quite sometime since I last updated this place with a lengthy post.
I blame school, projects, reports and presentations. It's really an overload. How can anyone survive in this kind of surrounding where there are muggers everywhere you go!? Where the school library is open for 24hours!? Where people left and right are saying that they have not yet studied, but later spot them whacking past year papers? Because of them, I can't afford to waste time blogging and writing silly post for your amusement! I must be going now!








Time to get back to playing Final Fantasty 12. Oh yea, 10 hours in already!

The shortest fairy tale ever

Once upon a time, a guy asked a girl to marry him. She said, "No!"

So, the guy live happily ever after, farting whenever he want, smoking, drinking, dominating the remote control and letting the sink choke up with litter.

The end.





Thoughts?

Koichi

“Greetings!”

Happy 22th birthday. Sorry I am such a bastard. Again.

On your 21st, I got you a lousy Kon. This year, I am not sending anything over. I must be the worst guy ever. (This is the part you jumps in and disagree, no?) I am really really really really sorry, but the stuff that min and shuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuui were suggesting is rather out of my league. Come on, I really can’t envision me auctioning for that fishhead plushie thing. Hell, I can’t even afford a public apology on the newspapers and have to resort to putting this on my blog.






I promise something better when you come back. If not, you can always tear off my arm and beat me with it.

Cry me a river

Yet another guy post, ladies can skip this entirely.

So at 5am in the morning, I was still on the phone with a friend talking about the topic “crying”. And yes, it's insane. She was telling me how her (soon to be ex) boyfriend is the crying sort. And how he would cry and cry and cry.
That's how fucked right? Unless you cut off your little pee wee or PMS every other day (Don't let that once per month thing fool you, that lovable girl you are eyeing can turn into a bitch any moment), you have NO fucking right to cry.
Many years ago, guys don't cry. Because it is expected of men. Conformity, that’s hardly a good reason, but that works I guess. Nowadays, guys still don’t cry. Oh wait, I know some of people are going to say that’s not true! Sensitive new age guys are acceptable in today societies as well, and women love their men to in touch with their emotions. So guys can cry too. And extra points if you do it in public!

Just for the record, SNAGS not equal to gays. I have gay friends who happen to be more manly than a lot of guys I know, but the main point is, there is nothing wrong with gays. In fact, I respect those who come out of the closet and defy social norms. On a sidenote, Esmond, We are all still waiting for you to come out. Everyone still loves you, gay or not.

Lotion for your ever so delicate skin = $10
Cream to make your ass shine = $20
Getting a new top at NewUrbanMale = $50
Self proclaim men who cry every now and then = scum of the universe.

Yes, it's that bad. Are you a scum of the universe? And incase you are wondering, I don't cry. Ever.

When babies are born, usually they come out crying right? Only 2 types of babies don't cry, the dead type and the Chuck Norris type. Chuck Norris for the clueless is the man. Yes, he is THE MAN. A little known fact is that his tears can cure cancer. But why the hell are our scientists spending millions on finding a cure for cancer when such a feasible solution seems so close. Hold that thought. Too bad Chuck Norris never cried.






Just like me.

If you love to see me smile, then you'll wait here for a while

I am so loving it.

Randomness rocks

I still can't believe I spent around an hour and more walking around in the school library with Elena talking cock like nobody's business. It was rather fun, I must admit although not very productive. Esmond wanted to read his book/ do his work, and we couldn't go for coffee as planned. Being a really nice guy, I offered to walk her up to the 4th floor from the 3rd level. Ya, real nice I know.

How the hell am I supposed to know that we would end up walking around the library for the next hour? Gee, I think other students must be wondering why the hell this two people were doing, walking around and giggling, when others are mugging like mad. The best part was when she said she wanted to go to the ladies, and instead of doing that, we stood in front of a project room and kept on chatting. Just so to make the people inside the project room nervous, we pretended to look at the time and inside the room from time to time so as to make the people inside think that we booked the room. (Ok, she pretended actually. I am innocent.) Just by doing that we managed to spend half an hour. And after I left her to get back to my work, then I realized we could have sat down and have coffee like we planned instead of walking and standing and generally "training" my leg muscles.

I had one of the funniest msn chat ever on Friday night. Thanks to cha cha cha. Yes, I know you are reading this, despite me not telling you about this blog of mine. It was funny as hell I assure you. It sure is weird when I realized I am grinning at the laptop at 3am in the morning.

"Char cha. We dot dot cucumber in slumberland. "

I have no idea what it means. But it sure made me laugh and forgot about everything for a moment.

It kinda reminded me about my younger days, when we could be as random as we wanted. Yea, I am old. You are old too. Stop denying it people. Once you hit 20 there is no going back. For those of you who ain't 20 yet, don't you have some exam to study for? Shoo shoo. Let's carry on for those of us who are above 20

As I was saying, It's fun how I used to anyhow draw comics to amuse my friends, especially SZP (Super Zhenyi Pig) which was my mainstream comic title for awhile. Or how Yx and me used to randomly decided to stand in the middle the traffic light near Cuppage and make small talk. Or hanging with Ko, whose randomness is on par with me. Romeo lust after Juliet eh?




Fuck school and let's all be random.

Bounce

It disturbs me how much I still bounce these days. By bounce, I meat walking with jumping involved. It's rather hard to explain because I have never ever seen it before. And that's because, usually, I am the one bouncing. Women bouncing, sure that's all right. Men bouncing, uhh.. whatever floats your boat, dude. Skinny guy with a pink shirt and cap bouncing; Instant destruction to whatever reputation that he had been trying to build up for the last 1 and a half years.

I remembered the very first time someone told me about this…uhh…so called problem of mine. Sharon introduced me to Clarinda who was in AJC also, and asked her if she recognized me. Her answer was somewhat along the lines of "Yeah, I have seen him bouncing around in the canteen." I gave the classical WTF expression as she further went on to explain the different times she saw me bobbling up and down. Sharon dealt the killing blow, when she confirmed Clar's words. Yes, all these years and I still remember.

So I decided to bounce less. Fast forward to Army days, went out with Xiangfu and he commented on my bouncing habit. At least he was nice enough to assure me that is a sign that I am a healthy person, and people who bounce when they walk are likely to be faster runners. I didn't know why I believed that. But it did seem logical (at that time), so I didn't pursue the topic further.

Then SMU came along. And this mod call CAT requires a presentation. In true democratic fashion, I was elected to do the presentation largely due to the alleged "relationship" that I have with my professor. Come on, wearing pink on the same day? And making eyes at each other in the middle of class? Only group that didn't get bombarded with questions? And you people didn't suspect a single thing? Poof, and I didn't believe them when they said that a sucker is born every minute. Anyway, in the middle of presentation, PJ suddenly commented, "Stop jumping", and then and only then, I realized, "aww crap", my hyperactive genes must be working overtime again, making me bounce around like the Energizer Bunny on crack. Bounce and bounce and bounce somemore.

I uhh.. blame my shoes. Yea, that's it, must be the shoes.

No more.

Betterman ?

No more. No more of this persona, this bullshit. No more of acting nice. No more.

betterman is dead.





No more.
(Koichi, thanks for letting me rant on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on)

Boyz 2 Men

Life sucks.. seriously, just when you thought you were over the little bump in your life, shit happens and you feel like the world is ending.. Okay, maybe i exaggerate, the world ain't ending... yet. But it certainly feels like it, with the way I'm feeling in recent weeks.

Perhaps I'm just over reacting to stuff.. perhaps things are really just fine. But I can't or (psychologically)refuse to see it that way... There are so many things bothering me, waiting for me to solve. But yet they are all out of my control. Ain't nothing I can do about them for now, but wait. And if there's 2 things about me is that I'm a control freak and an impatient guy. So that makes for about the worse possible combination of things to happen in a situation.

I feel like i'm fighting multiple battles on many different fronts on my own... so many problems, no solutions. A lone soldier.. trudging up the fog filled battlefield, not knowing what lies ahead of him, not knowing if his next step will be on a land mine and blow up on his face. Should he take the next step? Or should he not? Logically, by prodding the field before taking his next step he'll be safe. But then, when you're in the battlefield you don't tend to think logically, the only thoughts that fill your head will be that of fear. I guess that's what plaguing me right now. Logically I know what needs/should be done. Yet knowing and doing are 2 very different things. And I can tell you doing is SO much more difficult. There's a reason why it's "easier said than done".

Perhaps if the soldier wasn't alone but accompanied by a platoon of soldiers, the path will be easier. But hey, let's not forget other soldiers also have their own battles to fight. Sometimes you've just got to fight your own battles alone. And thats what differentiates the boys from the men.

For now, I can only wait.. to see if I'm a boy.. or man.



And in case you dimwits out there haven't realized it, I(aka bx) didn't write the above.

You, Me and Dupree

Eunice = "You"
Lewis = "Me"
and
Bx = "Dupree" !!!



Yea, It was fun.

Randomness.

Of love.
Heard this from my mom, who heard it from my grandma who in turn heard it from someone else. There is a super distant cousin whom I had never met before in my entire life who loves nothing but dogs. Of course, her mom is worried. She is in the early 30s, got a great career and the looks to match, but amazingly no boyfriend although there are a couple of suitors waiting in queue. However, all she wants to do is to take care of her dog. So what does a desperate mother do? She takes the dog to a random park and set the stupid dog free. Without removing the dog tag. And so a couple of days later, a kind stranger returns the dog to the house. Of course, in movies, the random stranger would be an extremely good looking single guy who then falls for the distant cousin of mine. Too bad life ain't exactly like the movies isn't it?

Of friends.
Don't you love it when your friend cancels an appointment without telling you? The best part? Getting someone else to break the news to you. You Biatch.

Of SLBs
Today is the day we welcomed Cw into the club today, as our secretary, while Angus becomes the treasurer and Zy becoming our VP. Of course, I am still the president, damnit. No one can take that away from me! Oh a side-note, we are currently recruiting for more members. Perks include free mahjong gaming at my place. Ok, maybe that's the only perk. (By free, I mean you must lose money to me)

Of destiny
There is no such bullshit as destiny. There are quite a number of people who believes in so called destiny. I make it a point to kaobei to them that there is no such thing as destiny. What are your hands for !? (Besides the occasional tugging, that is.) GO and freaking do something about your so-called destiny.

Of blogs
Recently a friend of mine, shown me of a blog of a guy whom she likes. And upon reading at it, I realize she has pretty good taste. From the blog, the guy displayed interest in current issues and would often offer his take on different things that happens in common life that we often take for granted. And often his entries would be super long and really intelligent. Too bad, I don’t give a shit. No ones wants to know about what you think of so and so, because you are not BX. So shoo off and write all you want. No one fucking cares.

Of hair
Can we like skip this topic?

Of midterms
Another totally gone case topic. It's like asking a woman for her weight when she had obviously had been stuffing herself with ice creams and chocolates. NEXT!





Ok, no more. The zzzz monster is out to get me.

Are you a racist?

What exactly is a racist? By definition, a racist is someone who hates people from other races. That is only part of the equation. In reality, a racist is someone who hates this specific race more than he hates others.

Example,

“Fuck all of you.”

By the characterization, it would mean that this guy fuck Chinese, fuck Malays, fuck Indians, fuck mixed blood, fuck Indonesian, fuck Bangalas, fuck Siam Kias, fuck !Kang bushmen, fuck the whites, fuck the blacks, fuck Hispanics, fuck Asians, fuck the tables, fuck the chairs. Basically everyone. But you get my point don't you? But that's not considered being racist! Gosh, by saying that line, by description u hate everything. And since humanity strive for equality among races and between men and women(heh heh), so it is all right if you hate every single race, religion, culture or country as long as you hate them EQUALLY.

Compare that to someone who says "fuck Chinese". OMGLOLROFL, that's being racist! That can get you throw into jail, assraped in the prison shower when you drop your soap, caned and get free exercise courtesy of Uncle Le.... uhh.. I meant the government. (And taxpayers of course.) Moral of the story? Either you hate everyone or you don't hate anyone.





Luckily I hate everyone.

How far will you run?

Today was feeling good, so I decided to run. From my place in Hougang to Sengkang, so that I could have an excuse to visit my ever so adorable boss. (But bx, isn't she like 8 years older than you?) Blah, details details, who has time for details? (uhh bx? She's married!) Like I said, who has time for minor details?








Heh heh, to a certain brother of mine, you can always emulate me and run from your place in bedok to tampines central. *thumbs up*

SLBs.....with friends!

Looking good as ever, presenting Mr KK.
Do note the cheesy smile that the guy in brown is giving. The sugar in the tua huay must be getting to him.


















Realized it's not so nice to forget about kee and poh. So here's a shot of chaokeng kee enjoying his tau huay. (Notice that he has his mouth full. That glutton!)
That blurry piece of shit behind him is none other than pohthenoob.






Welcome to the club!

Sad Lonely Bastards

Sorry kee, poh and kk. This club is exculsive.

Toilet Humor

You have been warned.

This one is for the guys. I am sure the guys would know what is it like to pee standing up in a urinal. What happens when u feel something in your throat and you desperately need to cough it out, but suddenly that 5th bottle of beer really gotten to you and you can't move 2 steps away from the urinal without spraying the bugger next to you? Your only choice are to swallow (hmm..) or to actually spit it out. Into the urinal. Which you are peeing in. Sounds normal enough isn't it?

Ever wonder what happens if you miss that spit? And no, I don't mean that it hit the floor. Hell, you bastards don't even care if you pee on the floor, what will stop you asses from spitting on it? I don't mean your shorts or pants either. YES, I am talking about your little brother (read: that funny piece of thing hanging in front of you.). Half of you people reading this don't have dicks. It's ok, you can stop reading this now. The other half reading this has penises and 8 out of 10 of you peeps imagine that you have a monster-super-size-me. The two who aren't the delusional type, must either be thinking "That could never happen to me" and go sit a corner and cry, or thinking "Holy shit! How did he know that happens to me often? That bastard must have been peeping at me in the toilet!"

First I must say I don't face that problem as I am the dude with the short willy. Look under short in the dictionary, my name is given there as an example. Ladies are welcome to take a look. (Heh heh, reverse psychology gets them everytime..) But mostly I wonder if it ever happened to anyone who is slightly more blessed in the nether regions.

I should really stop looking at other people while in the toilet .

Betterman

The betterman campagin has offically kick started.

From today onwards, bx will aim not only to be a better person, but a betterman. What are the differences between this two u ask? Well, a better person might not have all the qualities of a betterman. There are certain things expected of a betterman that a better person would not have to do. I would give you an example, but I can't really tell the difference myself.

Ok, I admit, it was coz robbie williams sang that stupid song "Better Man", and no one ever sang a song called "Better person". That shall thus be the theme song for this campagin. (Surprise, it's not a techno song) And oh, thanks alot weini for getting me that song!

Why the hell is there an urge to be a betterman?
Is it because of a chick?
Or is it coz of divine signs that tell me I will go to 9th circle of hell if I dun start redeeming myself?
Or is it simply coz bx accidently knocked his head on wall this morning when he got out of bed and suddenly decided to become a better person.


The most logical answer would be.... Aliens took him and left a twisted clone version of him.

But that's wrong as well. I blame it on "Leadership and practices" taught by Prof Graham Brown. Sure, he's a slacker. And he's pretty amusing, till the extend that I didn't expect much out of his lessons. But the tasks that he set us out to do including getting postive feedback from people. And boy, it is really an eye opener for me. The postive feedback that came in really gives a different kind of high. That is what really spurs me on to try to be a betterman.






Ok, actually it is that and the "I-DON'T-WANT-TO-GO-TO-HELL!!!" part which convinced me.