Thursday, August 31, 2006

Contacts v bx (2006)

Yesterday was the first day that I officially wore my contacts to school. Oh boy, what a mistake. The handballers would have seen me wore those pair of bitches around during training, but my other peers somewhat have a much more different reactions to me. The first person who saw me was Chris and he looked at me, then gave me the classic “WTF” look, exclaiming that he couldn’t recognize me. Vincent was less than amused that a stranger was waving to him, until he realize that the random stranger is actually me. There were much of that and I swear, the best was when some of my friends walked right pass me, leaving me to wonder if I really look that different. It was like being blocked on MSN. When the person who blocked you is just sitting beside you.

And of course, the usual questions were, "What happened to you?" or "Are you ok?" or something related to that. No one asked if I was wearing contacts ah. So, on the spot I cooked up a story. Ok, actually, I didn't make up one story, I made up a couple of them, just to see other people reaction. Blame an overactive imagination and an uninteresting lesson (And oh, the inability to sign into MSN. Die stupid SMU network.). One of them includes me dropping my glasses in the toilet bowl and accidentally flushing it away. Another one was me trying to show Denise that I left my specs on the table then while I was using my mouse, I accidentally crushed it. Of course, it would be better explained.... If we weren't seated like 8 metres apart. The fact that I was using hand signals isnt exactly helping. The random girl beside me very likely was damn scared of the skinny guy besides her waving his arms like a mad man....while attempting to dodge the above said arms.

I was told, to my amusement, that I look much younger. Like secondary school kind of young. Oh crap, that means next time I go Yangtze or maybe even a M18 show, the counter person might want to check my IC. Generally, women would be dying to be questioned of their age (only younger though.), but holy cows dude! I am like how old already, cut me some slack!







How embarrassing would it be, if you go chiong with a girl 2 years your junior and you get checked but not her?

Thursday, August 24, 2006

Life.

Life's simple. Make choices, don't look back.
- The Fast and the Furious

Monday, August 21, 2006

Truth Lies

  • In the following statements, there are 5 truths and 5 lies.
  • I cheat in mahjong. All the time. And sometimes I pretend to lose, so that I don’t get caught. And I don't even guilty about it.
  • Shower-singer. Ask me though and I will deny everything.
  • I am actually gay. I just refuse to admit it.
  • The hatred for Emos is damn strong, not because I think they are idiots. Simply because they remind me of myself.
  • I hate techno actually. But I enjoy the faces of people when I blast Techno. Priceless.
  • I am actually stupider that I look.
  • Tall girls scare the hell out of me.
  • Running is fun! Not because I like to exercise, but mainly I like the feeling of being out of breath.
  • The first statement is a lie.

Monday, August 14, 2006

Words of wisdom

Esmond: "If you know how to cook, and how to sing, that's half the battle won."






Awww...Fucked. That's what I had been doing wrong for all these time.

Anyway, on the topic on knowing how to sing, I realize I can't sing for nuts after the numerous KTV sessions I went recently. Really can't sing even if my life depended on it. It's so bad that I am sure that the Devil will recruit me for my singing “talents" once he runs out of ideas for torturing sinful souls.

And speaking of hell, after running with Es yesterday, there was this nice lady who came over and preached about Christianity when we were cooling down and chatting. Before we go further, I would like to make it clear that I didn't punch her straight in the face, because I know most of my peers would have assumed I done that. Amazingly, I tried to listen to what she was saying. As in what she is REALLY saying, instead of pretending to understand and hoping that she would just shove off. And simply because I didn't do my “Sorry-to-be-wasting-your-time-but-I-am-a- Satanist" routine, she went on and on and on and on and on. Good thing I didn’t hold my breath waiting for her to finish.

I mean it’s nice and all that you think about others and I must admit I quite respect her zeal, BUT (there's always a "but" isn't it?) just because I tolerated it, doesn't mean I am going to embrace it anytime soon. It's quite touching she cared about total strangers (She wanted our names so that she could pray for us, how cool is that?). Thank you for trying anyway. No hard feelings, it's just that I have my own personal beliefs too!





Esmond dubs it "Assholelism". I like the sound of that.

Sunday, August 13, 2006

Monday, August 07, 2006

Tokyo Drift

Why I should watch "The Fast And The Furious: Tokyo Drift"

1.Tokyo Drift is a show full of cars and no story = car porn
2.Ah bing lovesssss porn.
3.Hence, Ah bing loves Tokyo Drift.





Oh yea. AS skills shows that I should watch Tokyo Drift.