alone on a saturday

well, the house being bare and quiet and all, i've actually decided to spend some alone time with me and only myself. it's a sound way to keep myself in peace and serenity- a date with loud music, perhaps. (FYI, the family is on a cruise, i politely declined)

so i spent my day pretty much sleeping, played some DOTA and blog-hopped myself around before chatting with faiz (who got home from work in hell till 5am). then couldn't tahan anymore and found my way to bed at 6.45 AM. my body clock's kinda fucked. waking up at some 3.30pm, i found myself playing the PS2 for like 4 hours, before deciding to catch some football on TV, with a Mcdonald's dinner, again. i think i'm sick of the ronald's food already, the moment i think about fries is the same time i begin to think about hurling in the toilet.

This is my message to the Ronald.

Dear Ron,Ronny, Ron-ol' pal, Ronald,

Please make your fries less generic. Thanks.
Say Hi to Hamburglar, That Purple Guy and the Mutant Bird for me, ya?

And so, Brian's home from some Indonesian island. Struck up a convo with him online while listening to some banging tunes and playing an old game i once devoted myself into (for about a week or so), Last Chaos. Wow, the game has since changed as much as meh. Save for a new job, new features and a state of mega-inflation. While chatting away, i noticed that the scoreline for the Portsmouth Vs Reading match had finalized at 7-4, fulltime. What unpredictability, any idiot who goes to S'Pools to drop a $10 bet on Any Other Score would've walked away with an extra $24990 (minus 10 for the bet itself). If i had known, i would've put money on that, buuut, the EPL seldom gives cranky scorelines like that.

oh and i found this on the net.

Original English Text:
your friend's pants are too big for him, please do me a favor by telling him that.

Translated to French:
le pantalon de votre ami est trop grand pour lui, svp me fait une
faveur en lui disant cela.

Translated back to English:
the trousers of your friend are too large for him, please makes me a
favour by saying that to him.

Translated to German:
die Hose Ihres Freunds ist für ihn, bildet mich eine Bevorzugung
bitte zu groß, indem sie das zu ihm sagen.

Translated back to English:
the trousers of your friend are for it, educate me a preference please
too largely, by saying to him.

Translated to Italian:
i pantaloni del vostro amico sono per esso, lo istruiscono una
preferenza prego troppo in gran parte, dicendo a lui.

Translated back to English:
the pants of your friend are for it, instruct it a preference pray too
much in great part, saying to he.

Translated to Portuguese:
as calças de seu amigo são para ele, instruem-no que uma
preferência pray demasiado na parte grande, dig ele.

Translated back to English:
the pants of its friend are for it, instruct it who a preference pray
too much in the great part, dig it.

Translated to Spanish:
los pantalones de su amigo están para él, le mandan que una
preferencia ruegue demasiado en la mayor parte, la cavan.

Translated back to English:
the trousers of their friend are for him, command to him that a
preference requests too much in most, dig it.



I'm gonna retire now, i've got work at 9am-1pm tomorrow and its already 4.40 AM. hoho.


Current Music- Twenty Twenty Surgery- Taking Back Sunday
Current Mood- Dazed


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South Park Mac vs. PC

Funny Thai Commercial

wow.

weather's above me, pt. 2

as much as i like days off (ie. doing absolutely nothing productive at home), i don't the idea of falling sick for the 7th time this year. it's reaaaaaaally annoying. i didn't just 'fall' sick, i succumbed to it only by accidentally cutting my throat with a minute but stiff/sharp fish bone, i swear, that thing measured at only some 1cm and was able to do that much damage.

after 2 days of waiting for a miracle, i lost my voice (after work, what nice timing). i think this came from retribution. there were 2 women who called in between 6-7am, they sounded like, well, me (right now). so i kinda flinched from laughter when i first heard them.

things i saw at work today

1.) a lorry carrying sign that says " Discus Home & Office Removal"
funny name aside, home and office removal. hmmm, does that involve anti-matter, a black hole or the brute force of destruction? you decide.

2.) a paraplegic dude with a crutch which was nothin' normal? he was resting one of his legs on the crutch, which means, he was literally only walking on 1 leg. he had the OTHER leg rested on the crutch's end (ie. the end of the triangle section).

3.) an accident involving 3 parties (of which 2 of them i think have poor judgment)
a minivan at the back failed to brake in time when this black saloon knocked into a silver saloon. sheesh, thus resulting in a heavier crash on overall. lol.

EDIT:

well, i'm ok now. but having so little sleep and going into the morning shift is like having a mindfuck. people's voices over the phone echo. yes,that bad.

and here are my results for the semester. i am a happy boy.

Water Tech- Z (wow, really?)
French- A
MBS- B+
Bfin- B
HRM- B
APEL & ENTREP.- P (duh)

best results ever, well, since the slip isn't slammed with a C+, like the previous 2 other semesters. painful to watch.

ok, i shall now sit here and cross my fingers for the special-one-less Chelski and Manyoo to score 2 goals for the whole game. (ie. Total Goals 2) cos i'm just a poor boy,i need no sympathy, because i'm easy come, easy go, little high, little low. ya. you get the picture.

Current Music- Panther Dash- The Go! Team
Current Mood- Sleepy


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i have a desert in my mouth

no, no dessert, it's not sweet.

in fact, it gets me paid. yes, that would be my vacation-occupation. (instead of going all cliche and saying holiday job)

it's alot of boredom and suspense.

prank calls, pfft, let's not even get started. who the fuck calls mcdelivery to order booze? let alone a fucking mcspicy without spice?

go fuck burger king la, if they half your burger for you, go fucking carry their balls. we don't need anymore morons. fucktards, probably people born with silver spoons in their fucking traps. if BK does that, then go be their bitch la, if you work at BK and you know their policy, just go and order from them, you subservient pussy with a private no.

i hope you fucking choke on your burgers, you bastard child.


edit:

i like my results! yay, no C+s this time!

Current Music- Why Does It Always Rain On Me?- Travis
Current Mood- Pissed


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zonk!

wow, i've broken my own record of staying up for too long

new record: 46 hours without sleep! till just now, a nap was all i needed. but i still feel like a blob-dead tired and not lovin' it.

work was fine, handled a few retarded customers today.

1.) prank call from some child
2.) idiot asking for hotcakes cooked with milk
3.) 14 packets of chilli sauce for a mcchicken
4.) i forgot. (forgive, too tired to remember)


skipped canis outing, found out in the end that apple (fa cai) cancelled it herself, hahahaha.
yawwwwn.

ok, going to attempt to win a phone on radio. hoi hoi hoi.

Current Music- 9pm- ATB
Current Mood- Woah.

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parading pride

the 'xams are finally over. i bet psychologically-speaking, those 4 days of torment would feel longer than the 5 days in the jungle (that is, when i'm in NS)

i can't say that i'll do reaaaally well for the papers. I've dumped a whole lot of bull for MBS, i can't even say i'll score a B+ for it. The money changer cheated my time and feelings (ain't that the case for most money changers with their rates eh?). he made me study for things that never appeared in the script. fuck. i spent hours trying to get those retarded processes into my head, taking time to abbreviate them (IADIM,TELOS,USVIA,EIMR, CECMS, OMGWTFBBQ,CUNT). fuck it, only 2 appeared in the paper, as a short question and a MCQ for another. major pain. well, at least the MCQs were dead-giveaways and the case study was pretty simple.

biz finance was ok, again, the MCQs were pretty simple. I would've shot myself for forgetting something I took the longest to study for. lol. i sure hope i milk an A or a B+ at least, out of this (especially since i'm heading towards the Financial Investment option)

HRM, well, i did what i could do, salvage as many marks as possible. i sure hope that my answer for the question about selection was ok, cos they wanted creative. how creative can you get under-stress??? say...do recruitment in space? lol.

i'm crossing my fingers that both my CDSs will garner me double A's or Z's. Cos i've done relatively well for all tests for both French and Wtech.

Ok, enough babbling about schoolwork. That wraps up my whole of Semester 2.1. 2B09 was a cool class. haha. i'll miss the class freak and a few other classmates.

meanwhile, i'm spearing myself into an essentially busy week. so much for trying to enjoy myself.

also, i hope to get a job successfully this time round. for the past year and for each semester break, i've tried, on average, to apply for jobs 8 times average. please god, don't play with me anymore, if i can't get allowance and win any money from any game, at least let me earn it. sheesh. it's like you don't want me to be part of the economy.

i hope to get that mcjob. lol

toodles

Current Music- Closer- Travis
Current Mood- Anxious

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PS: Happy teachers' day! and happy birthday holyman!

Budweiser Waz Up?

lol, this defined my late primary school days.

which day is it?

you know if time speeds by you at a crucial moment such as this, you know you've been enjoying too much, hell, it's time i bucked up for the weekend.

to A's and 1 B (for HRM, of course)

toodles.

Current Music- Breathe Me- Sia
Current Mood- Buckled.

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Chocolate Rain McDonald's Spot / Tay Zonday

lololol, i should be studying. sigh.

i like this one. it made no sense.

The Real Chocolate Rain (parody)

maybe not.

Chocolate Rain

Woah, the next barry white?

Negs Urban Sports - Keep Em Out!

I wanna do that, but judging by the iron hand of justice that is Singapore, i'd rather not.

not-so-idle

lim peh won't be blogging for the next 2~3 weeks or so, since i will be busy mugging for my exams (though it's just 3 papers this time)

will be updating with short posts such as this (as they don't consume too much time)

or youtube videos will be nice.

meh. happy mugging to me and suck it (all you 2 readers out there!)

Current Mood- Geared
Current Music- Sitting, Waiting, Wishing- Jack Johnson


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flags-of-the-world-day. literally

the first encounter was at unearthly 8.20 A.M, just metres away from the Bus 15 queue at Pasir Ris Bus Interchange. No one cared about that poor fella, everyone seemed to run away in abject disgust, or at least pretended to be in a hurry. this particular guy, RAN like some rabid nutjob for a spot in the bus 21 queue(which apparently had nobody, neither did it seem like anybody was going to vie for it.) just to avoid that guy in pink.

me and faiz went for lunch at KFC, and proceeded to walk to TM for, well, i don't really know the purpose. anyway, the point is, you don't have to walk 3m in average to find one bunch of those pink people. (Serene would love them).

what pink people you say?

NUS undergrads, trying raise funds for something. i've donated 80cts and that's about it. some of them actually told me to 'donate again'. i would, but if everybody told me that same thing as you would, i'd be broke, approximately 12 times over, assuming all of you pinkies ask me for the same favour. geez. if i had taken down the video, i'd post it up as another Candyman's Challenge, again, this time, counting the number of pinkies. lol


Current Music- Attitude- Suede
Current Mood- Amused

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imagery

i seriously can't wait for the damn term to end, time cruises by waaaay too fast and waaaay too slow, in the student's context, try and figure out what that meant.

i can't wait to....

1.) work
2.) club
3.) shop
4.) playyyyy
5.) attend gigs
6.) go gamble
7.) watch EPL
8.) chill with friends
9.) spend some quality alone-time
10.) well, i hope i can leave the country. haha

i've bought a few things this 2 weeks and boy, i'm only half guilty.
a pair of Levis Coppers, a Levis Shirt, 2 Fleshimp shirts. Gaaaatsby and too many Burger King meals. I need to swim more often. Me no want cardiac arrest.

here's a little something from Watson's.


hahaha. i swear, some people should pay more attention to advertising and marketing ploy, it makes the lives of a group of people easier. 2 people, 1 pinoy maid and 1 eurasian housewife both ahead of me in the queue, made waiting for my turn a living hell. PLEASE, READ THE BROCHURES BEFORE YOU COME IN. AND DON'T ASK RETARDED QUESTIONS LIKE WHERE ARE ATMs LOCATED YOU, MOUNTAIN TORTOISES. i rest my case.

"where are the Eh-Tee-Emmsa?"-courtesy of Eurasian Lady
"whappin shouldd i pud ah?"(translation: What do you think would be a good number combination worthy to be used for my bank account, that would entitle me near foolproof security, to idiots such as myself, considering that i have the intelligence to ask a bank officer)- courtesy of pinoy maid


just today, the bank was filled with weird people, 2 cuckoos came in and just stood there blankly,staring at the ceiling for 10 minutes, before stepping out.

i am ,for once happy, that HRM PBL2 is finally over.

"I am Sofa King. We Tar Ed."

Current Music- Satisfaction- Benny Benassi
Current Mood- Cheerful

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makes you wonder, ain't it?

when you feel zoned out from all the work, don't you think wild things? (think clean, you dirty bastards)
after doing a huge load of paperwork, you're bound to feel an array of stuff
i've derived this from my own experiences:

2~4 hours of sleep- euphoria, wild thoughts spun, unintentional violence, World War 2 when irritated
4~6 hours of sleep- shut eyes to sleep while hands still on mouse and keyboard (Supposing you're doing work on the desk/laptop)
6~8 hours of sleep- staring into space, trying not to drool, totally lost in space
8~10 hours of sleep- as above, but consciousness still somewhat visible
No sleep at all- non-existent. you deprive me of sleep, i kill.

work has been fine so fine, but the tirade of tests and exams are enough to drown what's been coined as life (or at least the anxiety from the anticipation)

can't say it's been a great week, test results have been shitty, with biz finance scoring a disappointing 13/20 (2 marks deducted from carelessness, 1 mark from setter's fault). got 21/30 for water tech, wowzers. blah.

somehow, Friday me no love.
well, (sigh), back to being busy.

Current Music- Africa- Toto
Current Mood- Dazed.

SIGNING OFF
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Scarface Fuck Word

1 min 32 seconds worth of fucks. fuck yea.

wall-talking

sometimes, when you try to be helpful to someone, (as hard as you can try to not be a snobbish bastard) they snub you with their distasteful attitude. Like what the hell ? I wouldn't do that to anyone i gave a damn about, ever.

i don't wish to name names, as much as i'd like to keep this as a blog policy. but who gives a fuck, rarely does anyone even read this rotten journal.

all i ask of you is to treat me like a friend and not like a boss or passer-by in your otherwise busy life, i know you have alot of commitments and shit but at least PRETEND to show some interest when i'm talking to you. it makes me feel hated when not appreciated. (like, duh)

you're not the only person on Earth that's busy. I've got fuckloads of work to do as well, hoping that each day, i'll have more time to cope with everything and still be what i am, even if its going to take a lot out of me and if i can do it, why not you, what's your reason for hanging on like an angry, confused person? hope you have better life though. (i've decided not swear at mutuals anymore.)

wanting to change and actually changing are two different issues.
i hope you read this, though i have hunches that chances are as slim as well, anything slim.

Current Mood: Shitty, confused and puzzled.
Current Music: Why Does It Always Rain On Me- Travis


SIGNING OFF
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Bohemian Rhapsody - 25 Most Annoying Voices

man i love this technology, replaces effort with sloth. haha, this is funny shit btw.

Funny anchorman

i think i need to lie down, abdominal muscles...expanding...and..contracting ...rapidly....argh. too funny.

Abbreviations: D/WIDYN?

First, to guess what D/WIDYN wins $10. Serious.

I shall once again pick up where I usually left off, the point that modernization/urbanization has changed us so much and that information gets to a point where like in a pressure chamber, theS pressure builds up to an unbearable level till it explodes.

It's damn scary to know that you're living in a society that constantly changes faster than a man running late for a date. Info from 10 mins ago can become redundant in moments, before being replaced. But that's not the point.

We use abbreviations everyday (in a teenager's context), LOL, BRB, OMG, GST? WTF? WTH?
even in the army, there's a standard set of abbreviations i call army-lingo. something like NATO, OTOT etc. It gets to a point where no shortcut can shorten your route in an information highway. So many abbreviations to represent even more things, like, how does one keep track?

Is it our idea to simplify our lives, or are we totally forgetting the point?

Now for the segment where i babble on about my ridiculously boring life: ahem*

I have a love/hate situation with my grades for the mid-semester. Here, shall the list go.
1.) French Listening Test- 19/20 (wawawewa)
2) French Writing Test- 32/40 (barely managed an A)
3.) Water Tech- 35/40 (yea, i'm as surprised as you are)
4.) MBS- 38/50 (stupid MCQs, it's an emotion con-man)
5.) Business Finance- 22/30 (meh.)
6.) HRM- 24/40 (OMFG LIK Y M I SOOOO STUPIDDDD, LIK WTH DID I CANCEL MY ORIGINAL ANSWER AND REPLACE IT WITH A TOTALLY INACCURATE ONE, FUCKKKKK)

yea. i'm totally waiting for another C grade to tarnish my GPA. like, totally.

On a lighter note, people may know me as a person who is able to remember things of unimportance. But this totally slipped off my mind, since: 1.) i have like a streak of bad luck ever since birth, 2.) i have more important things to tend to.

Click Me. Seriously, do it. Do it.

Yea, I've won myself a Sony DSC T100, one of the newest DSC's on the market, with superb clarity and what not. Additionally, it comes with $500 worth of Tangs vouchers. Shappin' Tai-hme.

I think somebody up there heard my prayers, since i broke my iPod nano. FUCK. The way I dropped it could serve as a late night joke in a stand-up comedy night. Seriously. But to me (like anybody else) it's just downright distasteful humour. That little critter deserved to live, why take his life away, i-Death? WHY!?!?


I think i may just darn well go for an ipod video now. pffft.

Back to RSI (repetitive strain injury) contraction with HRM. yay. (look at my fingers, waving in excitement, LOOK!)

does it take anymore of an oblivious person to sense my sarcasm? you be the judge.

Current Mood- MEH.
Current Music- Selfish Jean- Travis

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Louis CK and a child

i want to do that someday.

Louis CK 911 call #1

Hahahahahaha.

If you don't know me by now, you'd have plenty of chances.

Create your own Friend Test herePublish Post

Current Mood- Preppy ?
Current Music- No It Isn't- +44

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egotistical necrophilia of the monetary kind

$4365.00The Cadaver Calculator - Find out how much your body is worth

Yay.

Current Mood- Sleepy
Current Music- Sympathique- Pink Martini

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the world will be dissipating faster than you can say "hey, isn't that (insert something of common resemblance)"

You know, its just kinda difficult if you've got to live up to set expectations, not inclusive of one's own. But, that's not the point. The point is, I did so badly for HRM, i want to shove my foot up my ass (given that its a physically-possible feat to pull). 24/40 sounds just like secondary school and it ain't pleasant.

Lessons learnt, thus far:

1.) Don't take SBS for granted, the uncles need time to smoke/read their newspaper/eat chap chye rice/lim kopi

2.)bus 15 doesn't increase in frequency in times of my needs.

3.)HRM is a subject that takes time to comprehend and understand

4.)PBL is a party-pooper . If it emphasizes importance of self-discovery, it wouldn't go in-line with the reality that is kiasuism/limitations to resources. It's not easy to find a book with the right coverage for the topics, when everybody else 'choped' all the correct or "necessary" books. We end up producing notes that don't cover much. Additionally, the tests don't accommodate to unfulfilled needs, leaving welfare an issue much to be desired. (and it's Human Resources for the irony)

5.) I shouldn't fall for tricks so easily

6.) which makes me seem really gullible

7.) and suicidal

8.) after realizing that the PBL problem kinda fucked up on us.
sigh.

i think i need to lie down.

Current Mood- Shaky, Nervous, Anxious and plain disappointed
Current Music- Love Today- MIKA

-SIGNING OFF
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another tuesday beckons

i hate tuesdays. never liked them. its always a 9~ 6 or 7 day. i hate that.

its like a day job, save for the part that you pay to attend, rather than having them to pay you to come.

mmmmm durians. argghhhhhh the heat.


Current Mood: Hyper (Durian initiated)
Current Music: The Adventure- Angels and Airwaves

-SIGNING OFF
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what's wrong with this world man?

the world is this stressed only because we made it this way, now we all live to fear and hang with it.

it all began with "competition" of "pride" and "status", soon ,it became a matter of "performance" and everyone just wants to "do better" to outdo each other. what have we achieved with that? More complexities in survival ? A more stressful environment? A dog eat dog phenomena?

geee, what happened to totality and equality? oh right, communism.
no wonder not one person is equal, even though they stress it so much nowadays. they're always seeking change and nobody is moving and quite frankly, i'm not very good with change. we all want what we have now when we look at Africa, then we wish they could be like us but its never gonna happen. Why? Economics, that's why.

i hope we die when "armageddon" comes, yes, as in all of us. then we can stop wishing/hoping/praying that we can be that someone else. "hahaha."

note: this is not inspired by any activity in my recent life, if it even had any reference, it'd be a long time ago.

Current Mood: "Sleepy"
Current Music: Sex Bomb- Tom Jones and Mousse T

"SIGNING OFF"
"DLC:P"

12 hours

Within 12 hours, i've done the following:

1.) caught a ride on dad's car to school
2.) went for BIG meeting
3.) wasted time at library concourse waiting for Jon,Esther and Fairy
4.) went to KFC for Miso Crunch lunch (it's just Crispy chicken with some kind of modified MSG dusted upon it, topped off with seaweed strips)
5.) caught bus to Safra and had to unload waste at critical levels
6.) washed my hands 3 times.
7.) played bowling for 2 hours, bruised my thumb and scored an all-time low (the pain was excrutiating and it came from the bone)
8.) took a bus to parkway
9.) had kopi at Ya Kun
10.) went to Time Zone to play Arcade Games, spent 5 bucks and got like 5 games free
11.) went to Topman to look at clothes (i...had...no...money)
12.) saw a monk eating meat (with his family???)
13.) walked one big round looking for a POSB compatible ATM, when it was just in front of the place where we started
14.) sat down at Mcdonald's and had my McChicken Dinner with a lettuce explosion
15.) talked about what to do for tomorrow
16.) flinched somehow, from pain in thumb
17.) caught bus 15 home
a.) 2 fast food meals in one day?? its clear how my death will occur.

B.I.G rocks la. hahaha

Current Mood- Content and Withdrawing from pain
Current Music- Volare- Gipsy Kings

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weed and such

I've been listening to We Be Burning (By Sean Paul) too much. It's getting into my head. First heard it more than once a day while I was volunteering at Sentosa. Hahaha, seems like the DJ only had 1 or 2 miserable CDs to play on the PA system during intervals and one of those CDs is scratched.



After closer listening, i found out that there are actually 2 versions, one clean and radio friendly and one laden with drug references, the latter being the one i heard at Sentosa for all 4 days. The song's funny cos the first line sounded like " Just gimme da beat and we can make kuay teow" or if you aren't paying full attention/the distance where you are standing is far away from the speakers it'd go " Just be da quick and go to da kopitiam~,kopitiam~"

hahaha. The dirty version's all about Mary J by the way. no, not Spidey's girl.

Current Mood: Amused
Current Music: Times Like These- Foo Fighters

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tardholes

you know, there will be jobs that are naturally difficult as the people you're working with are such a bunch of dicks. what if, they had a choice to be either a dick or a bunch of lovely lovely no-complaining, no-fussing workers?

and this isn't even a job.

i didn't want my role, but somehow, i was slapped with it like a rubber chicken to the face. now, i wear that rubber chicken around me and i tell you, it doesn't feel any ol'how good. i shall elaborate, again strictly following the 'allow as much suspense as possible rule'.

i had to meet new people, not warm people but new people i will grow to work with. eventually, at this hour, people will complain. but it's so hard to address their complains, its not easy to accustom EVERYTHING to make EVERYONE happy. best of all: they don't reply to any suggestions, making it surely, a fucking uphill task that doesn't get anywhere. i don't think i made alot of friends there, save for some.

these complains are so hard to solve, its like during a F1 Race, God decides to send a 15m-high wall of concrete unto the track. and there's nothing that isn't drastic that you can do about it. i had two probable solutions drawn up, but implementing either doesn't sound good, since people will complain anyway, if not, helping in any way possible.

i'm trying as hard as possible to strike some sensible balance between democracy and monarchism. i don't want to be an uncaring fuckhead and a total softie and let things be as they are now-cold and left untouched.

please make my job easier people. and please, if you think you can do a better job, by all means, i'm ready to come down and pass the glory to you.

this has gotta be a job with the lowest motivators for ME
-SIGNING OFF
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Current Mood: Pissed
Current Music: Lonely People- Augustana

band-aid

i don't know what's going on with you, but it's like i don't know you and you don't know me? if it's the like-like thing, then ignore that, i didn't want it to happen either. if you want to hate,detest or avoid me, then perhaps you should tell me why and maybe, just maybe i'll give you thorough explanations that you so very need.

on the lighter of issues.

Wife: Honey!
Husband: Yes, dear?
Wife: I'm pregnant!
Husband: oh wow!
Wife: Meet the father.

ok, i'm gonna strive on for my HRM now. PBL's such a bitch.

Current Music: Must've Done Something Right- Relient K
Current Mood: Better than yesterday's

-SIGNING OFF
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I'm not a happy man, for now.

Ok, i've got tests till next friday, even a test for Water Tech, lovely. i fucked up my lecture quiz, 16.5/30, all because i read a table vertically. sigh, what a shame.

i'm sick, the usual symptoms, nobody likes to be sick and i'm not going to be unusual, so there.

i've been looking back at this one person, henrietta, who i've used to liked before (but that's history). i can't describe the dramatic change in that person. it's like a year or two, before she's like 'Welcome To The Dark Side' and stuff. like, what the fuck, can't you lead a normal life? your folks gave you money to blow on deathsticks? some intelligence you've got there sis. (giving away her name has all pros and maybe just one con; no secrecy there, so laugh at me you bitches)

i really don't see why deathsticks are 'cool' . you wanna be cool, go fucking live in a fridge, douche. somebody ought to just smack her in the face and shout 'wake up'.

which brings me to my next topic.
are teens today influenced by television so much, they've lost all earthly senses?
your life isn't gonna be a replica of a teenage idol drama. that only happens to like 0.0000000012% of the population, that's less 1% for any teen. so just lead your life as you should, don't go around slitting your fucking wrists. you wanna kill yourself? save the Earth a little mess by consuming 5 1kilo packets of salt at one go.


oh and i figured that if blogger isn't gonna provide the mood and music thingum, i might as well just do it manually.


Music: Kiwi- Maroon 5
Mood: Not well.

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Ownership

What makes you so sure that you're the right person for everything hmmm?

I've seen people who rant on about people almost all the time, but he/she does the same things sometimes. You can never criticize such people, for they've no shame and awareness (obliviousness) . They are the 'best' social critics in this world, shooting everyone with their snooty little comments and dodging all towards them with false smiles and laughter.

Even though those comments (or rather, most of them) weren't directed at me, I'll still feel (voice out in my head,yes i'm crazy) that, "hey, (in cases where i know the referred person), this guy not too bad whaaaat? why the fuck you say him until liddat?" In the end, they go overboard without realizing it, so much for limitations huh?

Sometimes, people have got to learn how to LISTEN, STFU and UNDERSTAND. Not everyone (save for some) blabbers rubbish on a minute-to-minute basis, some people have areas of expertise that you don't have, what's the point of you criticizing him/her if you don't even know a teensy little piece of information out of that expertise? It's like sleeping during first aid class, then finding your best friend to go down with a sudden heart attack. All you can do is just think about what you've learnt in first aid class (fuzzily) and fail to revive him, given the best of odds.

What is their place in this world? I think they should all move to one corner of the world and kill themselves.

i don't want to mention names, but i've noticed a few prominent ones from various sources of media/relations. I hope they'll change, though, i think they won't.

PS: i'm fucking sick again. nbccb. babi year sucks ass, no wonder my told fortune was to have poor health. sigh, back to the meds again. btw, if you see me in shorts, please don't ask me why i have red legs ala prawn legs, i've got a serious sunburn on my walkers, that's all you need to know. i like sentosa, but not in a continuous chain of 4 days. gee.

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Brainiac Series 5 - Celebrity day job - Electrocution

hahahaha, this is damn funny, got me in stitches. Have no time to do a proper post, will resume after 28th May, when HRM is done. sigh. hate. PBL. So. Much.

MADtv - Levitol

WTF. i like this. hahahahha.

VOTE TODAY!

rear-view mirror to despair

so i've been playing games, somehow, when i play games, i reflect more on my life than i've ever did combined to the times when and where i've been stoning. when i stone, i really lose a lot of consciousness. there were things that should've been done, a long time ago.

it's not easy feeling one thing and then changing your mind the next to witness the undesirable. i've been locking these feelings of regret and remorse in my mind and heart. why do i make stupid decisions?

i'll ask the age old question:
"Wai yu soh dum? Wai yu soh stoopih?"

"Well I'll hide all the bruises; I'll hide all the damage that's done
But I show how I'm feeling until all the feeling has gone"-adapted from the song that you're currently listening to.

the feeling hasn't shown cos it hasn't left me yet.

Ever wondered why you were created? What is your purpose? Maybe that's why i think APEL is hot steaming pile of dog shit.

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neutrality

the mouth doesn't say what the heart feels.

i like to be honest. my trap says whatever it says. don't doubt my trap.
this is not the right time to be caught up with road-blocks. sigh.

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words of wisdom,no?

Have you ever had anybody telling you this: "A picture paints a thousand words"?

so, i was thinking, if pictures could tell you that many words, how about videos? since videos are made up of frames (aka pictures), carefully stitched into a reel.

supposing you are watching a 40 fps (frames-per-second) video, that lasts 5 minutes. how many words can the video transmit to your brain/eyes ?

no prizes for guessing.

Canis outings rock la. Fengshan 85 rocks man, everytime i go there, it feels like i've sinned thoroughly. looking forward to the next one.

i'm le fatigue, almost le malade, so i'm gonna le rest.

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lollapalooza

ok, i can't get enough of 'What I've Done' by Linkin Park. i've been a fan of their music ever since like early 2001. i still remember fondly that my copy of Hybrid Theory was the first batch that landed in SG. but guess what? my insane friend in secondary school had to break it. thanks alfahad, i'll forever remember (to kill) you. he didn't just break that piece alone, he also broke my Reanimation CD and another CD. thanks ah! I will be eagerly waiting for their new album, titled 'Minutes to Midnight'

talking to Brian brought me back to lame-ass jokes i pulled on the guys in secondary school. my predictions of their futures.

"Brian will own Starbucks, all 3 branches of it. (yes, i assumed it will decline in time to come), one is Aruba, Abuja and Tampines. He'll have 7 kids with "someone" and live happily in a cottage off pasir ris"

but those were like told according to past situations, so i shan't elaborate on the rest, maybe someday i will, say next week. ha.


anyhoo, school has been great, except that my class is pretty divided. like any other class, we have the talkative ones, the quiet ones, the weird ones and the blend-ins. why have I been given the Class Rep role?????? WHY!?!? thanks ah SHI-JIN. i don't care, you become Treasurer.

An overall review of the subjects:
Human Resources Management: No lectures, but tonnes of research to get my hands upon.
Business Finance: The Ultimatum of boredom.
MBS: Think of this; a horse had sex with a dog, who had sex with a cat( pardon my logic system), who had sex with a duck.
French: I like.
Water Tech: Excruciatingly painful, since it has 2 seperate 1 hour lectures on 2 days. best of all, its on from 6~7pm on both days. but the theory has been fine so far. haha. E-COLI!

last thing. canis was great la, had a good dinner out with the Canis people and some CCM people. haha, paiseh, forgot your names. only remembered Apple. =S. went for drinks at Eski Bar. nice chill out place, watched soccer and found out about Liverpool's loss against Portsmouth. Well, at least they beat Chelski and will once again find themselves in the Champion's League Finals with AC Milan. all the way. pity pity man yoo. i was so disappointed la, why did milan score 3 goals? 2 would've been enough, i had my money on it lor.

look at aaron's sunburn. haha

At Eski Bar-Chivas Regal.

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ps: thanks people, you guys remembered, awesome. and i've received a grand-total of 2 present(s) for my birthday! that's one more than last year. i can't help thinking that i'm right, i have a bad birthday date. i love that Simpsons Box-set. i won't open it,but its so tempting....

climax-y

so its, time. haha.
time for:

driver's license
drinking license
M18 license
what not.

suddenly, i don't feel so joyous anymore. heh.

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objects of ridicule: a failed stab at poetry

this sudden spur of events shook me hard, then it reminded me about my harsh views on fabulously wealthy buggers, people with too much attention, people who like to act nice.

this is exactly why people like me won't stand a chance, average people hardly have the power to speak out, even if they do, they won't be heard. most of the time, i don't find myself having people listening to me when i speak, even if i grab other people's attention, it won't be attention that i want and i'll become a laughing stock.
if ever you can change my opinion, you can just try.

all you wasteful bitches listen up, you don't have to shop everyday. money ain't easy to come by.
all you popular people listen up, give others a chance to speak.
all you posers listen up, cut it. really, we can see.

"oh no, my 392378 pair of flats just broke, looks like i have to buy a new pair to replace it. he hees :)"-some uncaring elite rich person.

"haha, clubbing was just so fun, like yesterday, yesterday's yesterday, yesterday's yesterday's yesterday"- some clubber

"you go girl~~~~"- quoth, some gay and political figure on campus

you can't be jealous at these kinds of people, you just want to beat the living shit out of them.

and if you don't want to share it, don't expect people to know those things, we're not psychic. now piss off.

ok, that's all. and a pre happy birthday to me, if it ever will be a happy one, i'll be damned. pity i'll be working on my big day.don't bother sms-ing me.
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once again

i hate repeating myself. so i shall make it short and sweet.

1.) nobody knew
2.) you didn't say anything
3.) you wrote your name on the list of participants
4.) oh, so sad. really. i apologise for calling you a bitch, i take that back.
5.) you could have called or said something.
6.) you were given enough time to respond, which you've failed to do so, or even if you did, you failed to say why.
7.) sorry, once again. will shut my mouth.
8.) yes, you've angered me like 0.002% by calling me a fucker. cos i know i will be soon, after i get married.
9.) why so defensive?
10.) you didn't want to play nice, so we played along, like you did, cos insults are the best way to clear things up.

thank you for your kind attention.

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Success/Shanghai

This i heard : Canis won the best group! YEAYAAAA!!!

ok, now to wait for more instructions for the tea party and week zero orientation. also, i'm IN, the BIG of course, yay, more SEAL points for me and of course, more shit to reason and give my hands things to do.

ok,shanghai was great, bro's pad was great, except for: the creaking and unwaxed parquet flooring, walking at night around the house basically meant having to wake up every single member in the house. also, do get your flu shot and stuff before heading there, the air there's fucking bad, made me sick in a record time of 20 hours! WOW! like again, after feeling better for a day from the camp, i immediately fell back sick again, nice. illness is damn pantang, saying how healthy on new year's day was a bad idea.

Shanghai was in Spring [after winter, duh] , but not in the blooming season yet, look at those leafless trees. haha. it's everywhere, so were the phlegms of like some 10 million people, some remain unseen cos they've been aged and has now been removed of their existence,at least to our eyes they are. fresh ones disappear in some 5 hours. REALLY. also, people will publicly announce their spit-tivity, but roaring or something, apparently to expel some demon or something, lol. so many people wanted to spit where i was standing and basically, it only leaves them with another direction to spit, either left or right. lol.





will update with more to come later, with a video on shanghai traffic. horrible.

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ps:to those who haven't watched Little Britain yet, please do so, its awesome.

critical reasoning/jetting off/campppp

i'm back! from the SL camp at TP of course, haha, my short stay was undeniably full of wonderful people, all working as one, fun seh. hahaha, this doesn't sound like me one bit, but the inner social critic that i was- was vanquished, cannot help it la, the camp very rah-rah. too bad i had to leave early to get things done and of course, rest up, before i jet off to shanghai tomorrow. if i had a choice, i'd rather stay longer and not go to shanghai, but too bad the tix had already been booked and paid for. so sad. another reason to the premature departure was the rain, yes, it rained during the ALP slot, which us all drenched to the skin. to make things worse (for me), we sat outside the TCC (which was bellowing air-conditioned air, btw). i liked the flag that we did (which made my thumb an awesome blue, i hate spray cans.)

The Canis people were great la, Daniel as the FA also did a very good job, though he was busy at times. I thought we'd be the best group, but i think we got a penalty of some sort since we didn't present our flag. seriously, we were given an old t-shirt that was like all crumply and old, filmsy, not what i would call art-canvas. we ended up using like 1 out of 5 items that we bought with our camp points. the rest of the items? scavenge lor. we only used a tin of canvas-red coloured nippon paint to be exact. we thank nature and creativity, seriously. the obstacle course got us wet, and oily, from the baby oil, lol. canis rocks la, all the rest, can go suck thumb. hahaha. can't wait for the week zero orientation.

moving on. i read serene's blog and felt sorry for her. because, if you were to take communication skills, critical writing would've obviously taught you to speak up and give evidence/backing to your claims. by just saying: "i'm not going, i've got something on" just doesn't cut it. that WAS the initial message that you've sent us. and by saying its inconvenient for you to bring yourself there, then why has Benedict or even Vicky dropped by and stayed for 2 days? is it any less inconvenient for them as compared to you? you obviously don't treasure the class for you don't even know how to make sacrifices. the bottom line is still, how you reason or argue for your own case. we took time off to plan for this chalet and let you, this tuang-er , to mark us down as poor planners? fuck you, bitch. if you wanna come, just shut your fucking trap, it doesn't make you any less of a loser. if you need any help with your command of english, just look at the merriam-websters dictionary, under the subject/word "estimation". if we don't hit the target, it's only because of passionate people like you.

oh and about your mom or whoever, we didn't know, because you had no mouth/fingers/guts/(just slot in any other logical words here) to say anything. thanks alot, it's nice to have forgotten you.
who gives a shit about your blog? it's like reading a kids journal.

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the number 12

anybody ever wondered why there is a special word that depicts 12, ie. a DOZEN? why isn't there a word that represents other commonly used numbers? like 20 or 25. i figured that in order to replace a number with a word (ie. to 'dozenify') , it has to be short and sweet, and rolls off the tongue like a bowling ball on a freshly waxed alley.

since 25 is like 3 syllables (TWEN-TEE-FHAIVE), i'll do a kind favour to all you lazy shits out there by making an easier word.

introducing, Porls! see, its much easier right? use it anytime,anywhere, this new word may only be limited to like 3 people now, but soon, when you go around saying, "hey dude, can i like, purchase a PORLS of pencils please?"

they'll be like, "Porls? What's that?".

you'll go, "oh that's the new word for 25, didn't you hear?"

curiosity is the beginning of discovery and soon ,it'll be a revolution. websters will credit this new word to me and i'll be moderately RICH RICH RICH. hahahaha.


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*note to self, will update about the chalet soon, i am le tired.

life has its divisions, and so we were told la.

blog-hopping is fun, its like a secondary reason to base the existence of the blogs on in the first place. but anyway,i've been to quite a few of them and what i found was a common topic that reflects: " oh no, i'm-a-going-ta miss my friends cuz they is the go different polys." (bad language use intended, don't sue/flame)

ya know, if you really love your friends, you should keep meeting up(like what i did), don't be a pussy and go say all those things as quoted. if not, you really should re-consider your friendships man, it just ain't deep enough.

so, i've just made my worth at the swissotel today, again, doing lackey work for Urban Studios, more as a favour for Brian, though it was really a good insight to events management. i guess the driving force comes from the word : "Schedules" or "Deadline". everytime you feel like slacking? >>>> "Fired". Events management sounds fun heard first, but not when seen and felt. Today's support group consisted of me, Yunru, Zac, Meng, Kong (yi song).

I was supposed to be handling the photobooth, only 15 mins before the start of the event, people told me that the booth was going be managed by a professional photographer and his assistants. bahh, so the duties sort of reshuffled and i ended up manning the dice game. what fun, seeing them roll below first, 18, then 16 and finally 14 (the minimum score was cut to make lives easier). i gather that this being a Chinese company, office politics will only be as sure as the existence of your toes. i think all the smiles i saw could be fake, but then again, i'm not always right.

i can say that we ended up enjoying ourselves thoroughly and kinda blended in with the crowd, though we were making fun of those Cheenas in abject disgust (or racism, but does making fun of your own race count?) , or safely put, "disacceptance of cultural differences". haha.

eh fuck, i've just realized i didn't make any snapshots of the event, if not it would've been funnier. the costumes were high-lair-rios and one of the props was showing a silhouette pointing the middle finger while trying to boogie. (note: event's theme was retro, can't figure out why it included the 60's though, i call that era "Elvis")

we all went to eat afterwards and i finally got to savour food from that famous Hong Kong roastery in the Marina Sq. foodcourt. yum. FYI, it always has a queue, be patient. games at the arcade found us seperated with the girls (princess and her friend). not only that, she was literally off the grid, no phone, no call, no contact, no find. baddddd. so we went home without her. well, i tried, though i couldn't recall where she was trying to go when we were at the arcade. i figured we couldn't miss a person wearing a bright yellow shirt with a black bag, but i was wrong, about 10 or so men were seen wearing bright yellow in the duration of the walk from the arcade to the MRT station. nice. so, if you're reading this princess, we tried. don't sue, we're still the best, and technically, we're not MEN yet, since we haven't been through NS,so that will only make us gentle'boys', ha.ha.ha.

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this is why i suck

somebody had to make hip-hop a little lamer by making a song based on how hot he actually is, which is undeniably the polar opposite of his claims. lo and behold, MIMS! when i saw this, i thought it was an acronym for "Mums In Motion Society"

why this song sucks:
1.) no, you're not hot
2.) this is why im hot, this is why im hot, this is why, this is why,this is why, im hot this is why im hot, this is why im hot, this is why, this is why, this is why im hot, im hot cuz im fly, you aint cuz u not, this is why, this is why, this is why im hot im hot cuz im fly, you aint cuz u not this is this is why, this is why, this is why im hot


Cyanide & Happiness @ Explosm.net


case closed.

my forearms are still sore from that gym session, to make it worse, i played badminton. hurrah. all in all, it was a fun session though. at least i know why i can't do wrist-reflex shots, heheheehehheheheheeheh.

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who works hard for the money?

i firmly believe that if you work hard for something, you'll eventually receive what you wished for in due time. though sometimes, luck just doesn't want to co-operate with you, he mocks at you instead. i can't freaking believe i got a C+ for Entrepreneurship after doing all that shit. it's NOT WORTH THE TIME AND EFFORT LAAAAAA. FUCK. those business school students in my group suck balls, i wish they'd itch to death (inspired by their visible dandruff flakes). FUCKKKKK

project-based subjects aside, if you didn't work/pay attention hard enough, i don't think that effort will reciprocate itself to you 'nyway. it just doesn't work out. that way, rich bums will get richer and the poor ones will get poorer. if you're gonna do badly for everything, the world doesn't become your debtor, neither should you complain and whine and whine and whine and flare at anyone. if there's anyone you think owes you something, check the mirror, i think its there.

by typing this, i think i've just made 20349308 enemies.

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dental aftermath

things not to do while eating, talk on the phone and read the papers, all at the same time.

i stabbed into a nice, golden-brown, fried potato wedge with my fork, only to bring sheer pain to my teeth when i bit the metal tip with much force (hey, the force came from hunger aight.) now, it trembles with pain when i drink cold water, wonderful.

i think i said something wrong again. i've been given the cold shoulder by a certain someone, shan't mention any names here. i have been un-featured as it is, i guess harsh words leave marks eh? it's really pointless and spiteful, that's all i have to say. have fun hating me.

indigestion.really.sucks.

-SIGNING OFF
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zooooooooooooooooooooooom

this is the fastest in Singapore and still other countries are faster than this.

pulau blakang mati

gosh, have i been barking up the wrong tree. i think nobody should ever continue being nice to those who don't deserve it. at some point, they 'thank' you for you efforts, then if you remove the goodwill, they start whining or cursing at you.

the proverb, 不听老人言，吃亏在眼 (or loosely translated to mean: don't listen to old man speak, bite dust just in front! ) is as truthful as the existence of soil. i failed to listen to my dad on something and indeed something stupid happened at the end to me. made me regret up till this day. similar for some, when you tell somebody something based on experience and knowledge, they take no heed to your advice. think this: a driver sees a 'road-out' sign and continues to drive forward anyway, what happens next? the driver falls into a gap/pit/cesspool/crater/hole and dies.

i distinctively recall me giving advice to my juniors to study on certain important points, boy was it funny. the results were disastrous, don't get me wrong, not because they've listened, but because didn't know about the above mentioned proverb. who laughed last? the little devil that watches over them, that's who. and also, me, cos i took my senior's advice and dug my way out of a banishment that would forever scar my future.

i'd rather be the one being brutally uncaring and honest than be the one wearing a mask with selfish intentions to deceive. but no, @ (someone who dealt some damage to me before) chose to remain oblivious, euphoric and blind to the hidden facade of sunny singapore. it's really self-defeating, really. how can somebody whine and whimper to something and choose to do virtually nothing to amend the problem, or rather, even, ATTEND to the issue at hand? i foolishly chose to intercept and amend as a third-party, not only did i land myself in more problems, i was blamed. i don't know what for, my my... let's get this straight, if you're going to sit around and do nothing, nobody's going to reach out their helping hands, because you didn't deserve it in the first place!

and after all this hoo-hah, not only was i shunned of a word of thanks, seems like "i'm not friend enough."
ha.ha.ha. high-lair-rios. i sometimes wonder, why am i so nosy in the first place? i should be the selfish jackass that i AM, why bother? i don't get humans and human nature, its just.....very unpredictable. go figure.
here's a quote from a song to YOU(don't worry, if you didn't feel something crawling up your back, it isn't referring to you.)
"if you could make everybody work while you just lay on your back, would you do it?"

anyhoo, i think i should lay off new year goodies, indigestion is not funny. also, i kept dreaming of really weird stuff, like how brian was revived by an uncle with a walking cane when he was hit by a falling commercial airliner and how ahmeng can lose a leg and grow a new one in 5 seconds. lol. must be the additives.

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the mr kek song

Since the first day we've known him, he's given these to us:
12: sets of maths notes
11: stacks of worksheets
10: times when he said he's not going to show up but eventually did
9: freaking f9s
8: whiteboard markers
7: distinctions
6: australian maths competition forms
5: tall storiesssssssssss

4: waterbottarllls
3: henchmen (mr lee, mr ho, lai may may)
2: balls of stress
and 100% amaths passes.

sing to tune of "12 days of christmas" it's quite impossible but have fun!

-SIGNING OFF
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ps, i need to find more things to do.

and so that concludes a long fifteen days

this was one chinese new year that i'll never forget

1.) had to study for the exams
1.1) wasted my fucking time. (you know who you are)
2.) sudden surge of ang pows
3.) so much hebi hiam and pineapple tarts (i used much instead of many, go figure)
4.) this.

after releasing those stress-balls (exams ring any bells?) in thy body, i've reached a high, posthaste. it wasn't a good feeling, it was something that was more of a rush rush job, something i don't really like doing (even though that's what i always do or end up doing). so high, so confused, so tempted, so many sweet nothings.

i've always chucked this thought in a corner, never wanting to rethink about it, i was afraid, so many things i've heard about, so much so, it's a gamble i wasn't ready to place a bet upon, but still eventually did..........and lost. maybe things could've been better if i just kept my trap shut, things couldn't have changed, we'll still be the same bunch of people we've seen and known for that long 5 or 6 years. no nudges or teasing is ever going to spur that stress anymore, it just doesn't respond to anything anymore.

i don't know if anybody's ever known, i've never been ok when it comes to handling negative responses. some part of me just wants to run, then the other part of me wants to fight it. till they both want to convert and just face the reality unleashed upon them. i believe that sounds a wee bit like christianity, but yea. prolly few of you, my close friends will know this part of me.

this chucklehouse isn't always open, i'm not a 24/7 happy fun time box. but i'll stay open as long as possible, just to feed those stricken with unhappiness.


ps: heads up! i'm writing a song about mr kek to a relatively well known christmas jingle, so be sure to watch out! why am i doing this? it's a nice reality escape la.

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a wonderful fairyland adventure awaits! ...................not.

seriously, children, get a fucking life, use your fucking eyes and take a second to look around you, everything you touch is reality and hence,

Wakey wakey, time to get the fuck off storybook land ! if you can't take life then be in hell, they make you take all sorts of shit by force.

there's no such thing as a guarantee, this is Singapore, not your dream house. and stay away from the drugs ,kids. the world doesn't fucking revolve around you and your pubis is a pathway to maturity.

you know, airheads like you don't deserve a place in this world, don't argue with me when you know you're gonna lose, cos you don't know your facts and you claim you do. just watch out for every fucking step you take. somebody's watching and that person isn't pleased. (pssssst, itts noooot meeee.)

now back to studying



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risky business

i hate it when you try to help an oblivious person, it zeros your effort entirely, the concern, poof*, just like that.

also, i hate it even more if you start answering Comprehension questions without first reading the passage. don't speak unless you know what's going on. thank you very much. and you, if i didn't recall clearly, made the same fucking mistake, i'm trying to help, i'm not coercively selling the idea, so which position are you in to think i am? jeez.

we shall now continue studying. i think i'm falling sick.

-SIGNING OFF
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munch munch crunch, donkey punch?

ok, the title for this post was totally unnecessary. but still, it reminds of that equally unnecessary event that brought the whole damn class in sec 2 to the attention of MOE. hmmm, that event simply taught us that when dinosaurs crunch, no banging is involved, or maybe dinosaurs did have sex with each other while having lunch. i'm being CREATIVE here, you have to use a bit of your brains.

anyway, i've got more angpows than usual this year, must have been the heat, made my relatives red-crazy, still, i stand to gain-financially, i hereby promise to love my relatives more, wahahaha. love is good, goodness is life, life runs with money. money=good.

the snacks in thy house are just waiting to be eaten, the hebi-hiams, too many, but too delicious, must....(munch)....stop...(munch munch)....eating.......(collapses). ok, after typing this down, i've just come to realise that maybe putting the exams after CNY has its pro(s). you will eat in moderation to prevent yourself from getting sick. there, i've said it, agree?

-SIGNING OFF
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delayed CNY, yippeeyaiyo.

if anybody didn't know why this year's CNY is in February, i think they should go out and experience more of the Chinese culture, if you're chinese and you didn't know, then shame on you, hahahaha.

anyway..this will be the glooooomiest CNY ever, why? Think exams and grades, that's why. boohoo, when people from other polys go out to "pai nian", i'm left with a sombre mood,no joy. i think the only joy will come from the money and the new year food and goodies themselves, cos i see no other joy in visiting the relatives THIS year and maybe the next 2 as well. why can't the exams be sat for on another period, sheesh. if the CNY period was meant to be 15 days long, WE WILL STAY HAPPY FOR 15 FREAKING DAYS, not SEVEN, WHICH WE ARE SO SELFISHLY ENTITLED TO. Thanks for denying the rest of the days. that's why i hate the school's admin system.

i was watching the annual CNY programme on channel 8 just now, the call-in segment was damn funny, all the uncles & aunties trying to win the cash money, but answering the questions with half a cupful of knowledge. or maybe, its just the anxiety of having your voice on TV, i dunno, it's still funny to hear them stumble on their words. hahaha.

i hope i don't pig out too much, i have 3 irresistable container-fulls of pineapple tarts and hebi-hiams each, can't wait to savour the first piece, then the second piece, then the third piece, then the fourth piece, then the fifth piece, then the x-th piece (where x is an unknown integer).

ok, i'm gonna whack my POM now, hope this Sem 1.2 ends well for me and the rest of my classmates. wahaha.


-SIGNING OFF
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pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop poppop pop poppop pop poppop ***

Lightening Up 101

Here's a lame attempt at reinventing this stressful lifestyle.

1.) Yo mama so fat, that when she walked past the TV, i missed the whole season of CSI Miami.

2.) Yo mama so fat, that the last time she cried, she was in south-east asia celebrating boxing day 2004.

3.) Yo mama so fat, that her only source of time was big ben.

4.) Yo mama so stupid, she bought houses with monopoly money.

ok, i'm done. curtains close.

it's not fair la, i bet the o levels this year are much easier than what i sat for, i'll never forget that 14 and 19 staring in my face. geez, thank god i found course, which i've happily settled in for almost a year now. Now, some 25000 children will fill our shoes coming this next academic year, tough luck, 2 more years to NS.

jog, i'd better. you can do it, tiger.

-SIGNING OFF
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just my luck

it's really [insert title here] man, to think i've got tards and sloths to work in a project group, shit man. i've got a whole lot of ranting here to do, so bear with me until say 2nd March.

i've never seen a more irresponsible person(cept on tv though) than this certain fellow called Chee Yong Min, he's an oily, lazy,toothy bastard who will not give a shit over your demands. let's set this straight, he's in year 2, i'm in year 1, his contributions are much lesser than mine (i didn't see him utter a word during the brainstorming session) and he dares show attitude and tells me to get a life. i want him to roll down a hill and never come back. if i had to eradicate him myself, i would use a 9mm and shoot the entire magazine into his nuts.

responsibility-wise, he's too slackened, for a year 2, it's like a body without a head, no worries. hang ten attitude, well fuck that, if we fail, you'd be like that, suffering from brain damage.

i think if anyone saw him, they'd wrench his damn fucking greasy face.


enough.

ok, now for the happy happy part.
i'm going to consider these few jobs:

1.)NTUC storeboy
2.)Asiacom again, this time, they called, so it kinda rekindled the flame of hope
3.)Some banquet job
4.)same old method-classifieds lor.

now to complete my financial statements. also, i need to prepare that 9mm.

-SIGNING OFF
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brain lint

i think i have lint in my brain, something's clogging it up:

1.) i can't think properly, one thought is momentarily lost before a new one comes up
2.) my memory is fugged up, i can't remember my tasks for projects
3.) i can only remember 20% of what i've learnt in school
4.) i nose-bled several times
5.) my body's balance is fugged, i can't walk straight
6.) my attention span is easily affected by new things
7.) i keep thinking people are against me
8.) i keep forgetting to do work
9.) i cannot sleep well
10.) i'm moody most of the time

another problem being, i really can't stop worrying, i don't know why, everytime i skip lectures, i feel like i've just committed some heinous crime.

but certain issues just require me to worry worry and worry. my CDS, that's possibly the root cause of my lack of motivation/memory loss. i've been thrown so much work, playing leader to a group of year 2 students isn't funny, especially if only half of them listens to you. half my group is lazy, half my project is undone and half my life is gone. besides, what's not to worry when my class' other group (i.e. gunz's group) is already done? they've not only drafted the final business plan, they've also done the slides. us? (.....tumble weed.....)

i want some orange juice, like 1 litre of it. and macdonald's to go along with it.

maybe i should go see a doctor or a chinese physician, i don't feel right.

i'll try to cure myself with a hearty dinner of tze char and mahjong.


-SIGNING OFF
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kindness doesn't beget positive attention

Trust me on this one, showing concern in Singapore is nothing but a pure waste of effort, time and energy. The receiver is nothing but a leech feeding on your efforts and none the giver. I have been reassured that care and concern are futile actions made by us to induce long or mid-term change in character. you can only capture their attention for 3 minutes, 5 minutes max. Over this past week have i been experiencing such bullshit.

Monday, helped some guy pick up his wallet which had fallen on the ground, guess what he said

"Um,ok." and he proceeded to run off without fulfilling my expectations of him saying, thanks.

I felt like um,ok-ing his ass with my cleaver.

well, this time the receiver did nothing negative, but it was more like fate toying with me. While going back home on wednesday night, i went to the MRT station to see a busker, i gave him $1 and afterwards, several coins rolled off my wallet. Nice one.

On overall, i don't think anyone has ever seen this happen, here's a scenario, imagine someone who doesn't know he certain topic over some module you're doing, he/she approaches you for help, you gladly oblige and spend time to assist that person, sacrificing your own learning opportunity then the person thanks you for your help in the short run. HE/SHE IS NEVER GOING TO REFER TO THIS INCIDENT AGAIN,NOT IN ANY WAY HE/SHE WOULD.

i feel like i'm being treated like mere dog droppings, people only recognise your efforts longer if your help is monetary aid or something tangible, they're not going to say, "hey, you've helped me score well for this test, hey, thanks!" no, they'll most likely think this way, "it's all me, me and me alone, my effort is king,you're SUPPOSED to help me because I'M YOUR FUCKING RESPONSIBILITY", well screw that. that's how materialistic people are once i think back to my school days through out. i shan't mention names, cos it's just too childish to put the blame on them, its up to them whether they read this post or not to self-reflect. either that, or i don't know what i did wrong, but i'm pretty sure i fucked no one on any deal.

Furthermore, the moment you start doing something wrong, they fuck you in the ass for it, no shit. i do it too. say in cases of projects, everybody is doing this without first thinking of whatever system is going through or whatever consequences there may be at hand, they just shoot their traps off. talk about motivation.

there's this particular person though, i want to give credit mention, who does all the above. i hope you reach the top and fall downwards. cos i always feel that way, feeling good after doing something nice and reaching to the bottom with his/her reactions to my actions.

it just doesn't pay to be kind la, neither shall care and concern reciprocate itself to you. unless i move to a place with no discrimination, no qualms and stress, then shall i find myself taking back my words.
why am i saying all this, people wouldn't give a shit about my opinions anyway, i might as well be a ghost, immaterial and nothing more than a perceptional spawn.

so people, remember we are all selfish beings, we pick up friendships because we want to take advantages over each other, only thing being, some do it more often than the other without realization

-SIGNING OFF
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the school is the ass and we are the bowls.

ultimately, the school serves as a facility or institute of education but it also keeps your brain busy and blood boiling. it is the second best enforcer of stress (first being work).

well, my POM project has just been submitted on friday, thank the lords half of it is done and i have to say, well done my group mates! now, let's scratch our heads and think how the heck are we to present (say for the slides part) our proposal without looking like clowns or last-minute understudies during a skit.

well, marketing fundamentals has been sailing quite smoothly, we just need diagrams, double structures for our content and we're set for an A, or else we'll all be in deep shit. I only scored a C+ for the mid-sem test, how pathetic is that!

anyway, this is how i did, i can safely say it's about the same as the first semester's test scores. -.-

Business Statistics: A
Marketing Fundamentals: C+
Business Accounting 2: B+ ( i just need 1 more mark for an A, but noooo..its not theory, geez)
Principles of Management: A
Microeconomics: B

well, i just want a GPA above 3.5 this time so i can at least hope for an SMU entrance test. foog!

my CDS group mates aren't helping me to attain that. Let's just say that i picked the wrong part to do (cos it takes a whole lot of time) and my assistant keeps doing my parts, which i have to claim credit for to pass. yaaa-hoo. He also just gave me a spin-around to manage by editing his summary draft, trust me, its bad and he's older than me. i want to die.

-SIGNING OFF
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i am the sun, says a test.

wow, i think the weather-god or whomever (pardon my lack of knowledge) saw my blog post/ heard my endless lamenting on the weather. the sun is back up to shine and will one day bake us all crispy brown.

i'm currently typing this blogpost with half my sanity, attention span and strength, i did gym and much project-related work and i feel like a tired work horse who just can't fall asleep.

anyway, even though my blog isn't popular as much as how it is NEVER read rather, i will still continue to write for my biggest fan, me. the show must go on!

so anyway, it never occured to me that my body can actually take so much strain and stress with so little sleep. i feel sorry for my brain, it's not getting enough rest and yet it's doing so much thinking. already in my project groups its very important to submit ideas, but with little sleep, it almost seemed impossible. then, without me realizing, i gave lots of ideas, i don't know how, maybe its because i didn't want to let my group mates down, especially kai xuan, cos she works REALLY hard. or maybe i don't want to taint my own grades, could be a good mix of both, but ultimately, it still boils down to my personality, i don't give up easily.

but this persistence will kill me one day, i don't know how, but it may. or maybe some brain disease derived from this constant lack of sleep. or maybe, heart disease.

oh well, back to the light of matters.

i was watching The Arena on Channel 5 for 2 consecutive weeks, oh my lordy lord lord, RI lost to Loyang Sec, it was so damn amusing to see them lost. here are the reasons i gathered;
i.) boy 1 was some monotonous toad, boy 2 was alright la, boy 3 was some fat snob trying to speak like some duke from old england.
ii.) during the last round, RI failed to identify Loyang's cause, which was damn funny cos the fat toad was insisting that they are reflecting the wrong image.
iii.) they got intimidated by the butch from loyang sec.

lol. and MGS beat St. Nicholas Girls, of which the former took a thorough bashing. 3 words, out of point.

ah well, i'm off to complete thy project of harm. todaloo?

-SIGNING OFF
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in (light) the dark of torrential rain and the gloom

oh, so we thought that the torrential rain was over, hogwash! it caused ANOTHER flood, in fact, a few more floods, not here, but in the region. but its damn frustrating la, the days are always downers, the only thing positive note i can find through this rain is the temperature and how it allows long naps. sleeping through has never been so...comforting.

the rain has obviously gotten many of us sick as well, in the turn of events, i am well once again and i seek to keep myself healthy till the end of the year AND i don't use dettol, i heard that over-usage can cause conformity, the viruses start attacking if you withdraw the usage. wow, it's kinda like a drug.

ok, i shall wrap it up here, cos i was supposed to do my Statistics and Marketing Fundamentals tutorials at 10pm, it is now 12 am and still their both not done. fuck this: creating financial statements out of practically nothing. making sense from nothing is really either:
virtually impossible or just plain difficult. i plan to sleep at 3.3o tonight.

quote of the day: how cold IS cold?

-SIGNING OFF
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the new year's gift(s)

i was right when i said the flu bug is so fucking back to haunt us ! the coughing and sneezing i've been hearing from the people around me and of course, my incessant coughing on wednesday night was enough to prove the...umm..widespread epidemic.

before you know it, a couple of centuries later, BAM! the common cold and the humble coughing becomes something that will literally implode your very lungs.

well, at least i'm at the pink of health(or rather, was in the pink of health,it's like an exclusive club), haven't gotten sick in 10 months ++! a new record! comparatively speaking, the school we call secondary is much dirtier than what you can expect in poly. take that, you uniform wearing pipsqueaks.

good news is, i found my tiny bob, it was still lying, untouched on the computer's desk. what honest teachers we have in siglap eh? i wanted to relive once more, the hunger pangs that we had by just being in school for 3 hours like we did in sec 4. the food, nasi ayam, bagedel to name some, to die for la. buy until the aunties gave us discounts, so shiok. like they say, don't starve a student.

-SIGNING OFF
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videos

2006?

Happy new year?
happy 2007.

my resolution is to be more....proactive.

-SIGNING OFF
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Season of joy?

Christmas Day, a happy day, well, at least for the most of us. I don't really feel this happiness, why?

cos i've got a fucking headache, i'm still waiting for the firm to finish their renovations so I can go register myself for a job. Yes, Asiacom ditched us again, well, my options have just been reduced, its just another parapet wall that's fragile and can't serve as my lean-to anymore.woohoo. but considering i had lots of x'mas goodies to chow down, then its not as bad, cos its a distraction. pffft.

i hate fresh school leavers, so eager to steal what could've been your job, yet so lazy. I did some blog hopping and found a few people complaining about the troubles faced at work. well well, all i can say is that, that's corporate backstabbing, you can deny it, but it remains existent and intangible as it is UNLESS you make a difference. I think Sun Tzu mentioned something about defence, go read it up, it's going to help everybody's sorry ass.

crude as i may be, but its too real for me to even explain it.

all i want for christmas is intangible.

-SIGNING OFF
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Hark the harold's! cos angels sing!

Has anyone ever noticed that, there are so many Santa Clause(s) (ok, how do you say Santa Clause in plural form? Santa Clausi, Santa Clauses, Santa Cli. Santa Clay) that you can't refer to Santa Clause as Santa Clause? Now you address any Santa you see by saying " I saw A santa, not THE santa", cos you can't be sure.


3 things worth popping a bottle of champagne over:

1.) I've got the Asiacom job, AGAIN. woohoo!
2.) I've no problems with accounting, WOOHHOO!!!
3.) I've not really studied much for the rest except marketing and microeconomics, WOO...wait, wha?


as reference to no.1, working on weekends rock, cos there's lesser work and lotsa pay to open your hands to. PLUS, working late gets you a bonus, except for weekdays though, we work like slaves for that. But still, if you do most of your work sitting down in an aircon room, what's there to complain?

People should really learn to convey what the fug they are trying to say, because nowadays, communication is so vital, a simple breakdown or miscommunication can cause disasters. Ever seen the Discovery shuttle incident? THAT. It took me like 10 minutes just to freaking understand what the hell the person was trying to convey.

oh btw, FCUK is not a swear word, it stands for French Connection, United Kingdom, get it right you non-swearing fucktards. oops. if you'd try to say it like you'd say Fuck, it'd sound like : FFFF-CAHK. yea.

oh well, i shall now go back into Marketin Fundamentals all over again, because, well, there's just no excuse.

SIGNING OFF
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once again, i shall complain

TP has a penchant for setting you up with fugged up timetables, for instance, the one we still have to live with for like 10 weeks and the other will be the messed up term-test timetable. We will have a 7 hour break, woopeedo. Fortunately, they didn't fug up the week after.

If you're wondering why i took so long to post an update, it's because my blob brother's back from Shanghai for 2 weeks till i get a wireless router, nothing will change, he'll still take away the fugging modem, bah!

Today would be Fazzy's birthday, celebrated it at Macdonald's and yes, all of us relived the inner-kid in ourselves, photos later, cos i relied more on the girls than myself to take the initiative. PLUS,(oh boy, is this good) my Macdonald's account was topped up with 1057 points PLUS 254 from another receipt, woohoo! that's like 1050+250+600(the existing points)=1900 points, which when brought down, would convert to like 7 meals, for free. lol.

Oh yea, i got into Diploma in Business, i've crossed over to the light! I figured i didn't want to specialize just as yet, i want to explore my inner self and find what's ultimately right for me (mm,profound) I AM AT ZEN WITH THEE!

SIGNING OFF
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when the sun goes down, go and play

Like the title says, everybody needs a life, i choose to hang out on weekends, cos staying at home don't seem right, then again, there are people who will stay home 24/7, as a consumer of public transport, i have them to thank, already rush-hour traffic is fucked up, so if they chipped in their body mass, i'd rather walk.

When night comes, clubbers rejoice, MOS goers, Zouk-ers and what not. I respect MOS alot, it's a great establishment, but the one in Singapore is pretty screwed:

1.) Singaporeans ('nuff said)
2.) Posers
3.) Bengs Lians Mats Minahs and the like

What happened to good ol' club dancing and mixes? I'd visit MOS if item no. 3 was removed, cos i like to laugh at posers.

Zouk is still the granddaddy of clubs in Singapore, for its namesake and its distaste for posers.
DXO is shiat,read no. 3 of the above listed, enough said.

Heck, i don't even club, i'm not legal yet, I won't bother to attend underaged parties (too many kids and wannabes, they'd probably haven't even grown pubic hair yet, much alone know how to tahan alcohol). When i reach 18, my first celebration place will be Father Flannigan's/St James Powerhouse, anywhere with kickin' live bands/football on tv. Or a barbeque with beer/alcohol involved.
I finally got to eat Ramly, after so many frackin' years, the taste still lingers in my mouth, i'd probably die of a heart-attack if i kept eating it.
It's nice to play mahjong with my pals again, i need more of this, though i haven't been winning. sigh.

I WANNA DJ, SOMEBODY BE NICE AND BUY ME A MULTI-TRACK RECORDER, A SAMPLING SET AND TURNTABLES, GAHHH!!!

-SIGNING OFF
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Life needs a good drink, sorry Coke Light.

Ah-hem.

I'm officially reverting back to Coke, no more Coke Light for me.

Now, that I've done some background research (cred: Wikipedia) , Aspartame could be the possible reason behind my recent spate of throbbing headaches and yes, i consume Coke Light by the gallons. Hence, I've decided to stick back to the good ol' red can of funk. Loyal as I have been to Coke, i cannot resist. Cola is my drug.

not gonna happen.

-SIGNING OUT
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dire need for a good reality check

wooh, what a week it has been. Tried to catch a movie last week, but noooo, some people had to change plans, puh. BUT... fortunately, the movie was caught the week after, i'm now waiting for Happy Feet and Casino Royale to premier and also an income inflow, i'm as poor as dirt right now.

Flushed away was a good movie, but don't watch it if you don't like part-claymation, part brit-humour. It's based in the sewers of London anyway...so...yea.

gotta make my course designation decision tomorrow, bummer, i can't freggin make up my mind on which course to take up, Business or Marketing. I shan't list the pros and cons of each, cos its just endless.

Das Quote(s) of the day!

During our 9am (dreadful) Principles of Management lecture...

Mrs Lee: .....so they can penetrate(ed:emphasis) the global market

Faiz (looking rather pissed with his laptop's inability to reformat): Penetrate what? Penetrate your mother's ass ah.

2nd quote

Operator: How old are your kids?

Charissa: My kids are very big.

The former must have thought it was a joke, cos Charissa couldn't tahan the humour behind it la...haha.

oh well,gotta go rest for my throbbing headache, it sucks, i think it came from the Tuesday Syndrome, since tuesdays suck.

-SIGNING OFF
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Das Candyman's Quote of the day

The totally random quote of the day is.........(drum roll, crash cymbals, anything that sounds like anticipation)..........


Ah-hem.

"When life gives you lemons, count yourself lucky, not like everyday some lemon falls from a tree and onto your hand. Do not make lemonade out of it, instead, just eat the damn fruit, cos in Singapore, you need to apply for NEA license to sell anything la, bodoh."

now, to get back to my regular duties, this has been a quote with das candyman, join us next time for more inspired quotes.

-SIGNING OUT
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oh yea, accounts sucks. hence, the lemon would also double-up as a substitute for caffeine. oh coffee-enthusiasts, believe me, lemons, they the bomb.

wit i haven't seen in a while

-i'm hungry.

I am worth $2,233,588 on HumanForSale.com

halloween cum one-day job stint @ parkroyal hotel

last saturday was the bomb, it was like a pre-halloween company dinner for Adecco, event was managed by Urban Studios, which the latter being the company i was part-timing for.

basically, our job 'scope' was to man 'gambling' tables, since it was themed 'Halloween in Las Vegas'. I was in charge of the Roulette station, Melvin the Blackjack and Ah Meng the Tua(3) Suay(3) (big or small). To the potential gambler, this would be the most boring table alive, since we set it to 'our table-our rules' mode. SO that means if your bet was on number 26 and you won, you'd only like win 3 chips back. That's how cheap my table was, cheap-ass rules=less patrons. Smart move. (yes, i'm kissing my own ass for glory's sake, let me have the moment)

oh, i also got a 'shot' of tequila free, woohoo! and also a free spray-on tattoo, woohoo! woohoo! but at this point of time, it's starting to fade. sigh. on top of that, we also got a free upsized mushroom swiss double meal, talk about perks.

Well, as brian and i have planned earlier, i'm suddenly ignited with zeal to make the binkok'07 trip a success. a retreat other than a chalet would do us some good, since it will be held in march/april, away from the holiday season (thank god). diving and stuff, unchartered booze, the works, with a jolly company, it's really desirable laa..i drool when i think about it now.

well, time to get some sleep, or rather complete my principles of management tutorial questions, i don't really want to get into schoolwork yet, i want to float on this happy mood of mine for a while before i turn emotionless again. oh the relish...

-DLC:P
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