in fair verona~

i had a bad case of food poisoning yesterday... kept throwin up alot.. not cool~ it was really gross actually... n because of all the puking, ididnt really eat much... so i was just puking water -_-

anyway, that was yesterday, n i feel better now... still a lil groggy but its all good~ plus, i slept for like 13hrs the entire day so im alert now, feelin really weak but all in all, everything's cool~

passed the time reading alot of the novels n online references to literature.. mainly shakespeare's... n i must say, i am truly impressed... its incredible how such artistic forms of literary works can be created back in the 16th century~ its so profound and alluring on its own, but to actually understand the meaning behind the fancy words...

i mean, wow...
its literally art in the form of words~

i used to read his plays n sonnets cause the words seemed "sexy", but to actually study the writing indepth n understanding the interpretation will blow ur mind.... i just cant believe how a man can create such magnificent compositions~

i downloaded the 1996 William Shakespeare's Romeo+Juliet by Baz Lurhrmann ( the one with Leonardo Dicaprio & Claire Danes) just for old time sake... after like 2 hrs i clicked the preview button & turns out it was dubbed in French -_- so i downloaded another one n watched it...

the 1st time i watched it was back in 2000 when they first premiered it on Channel 5... i didnt really get it then~ i thought that the words they were saying were just made up by the script writers.. so then i went n borrowed the actual R & J from the lib n found out it wasnt made up, it was taken from the actual script written 400 years ago...

so now, watching it for a second time, its more appealing then before since i'm more familiar with the story n other details in the movie... It was a brilliant adaptation of R&J set in modern times where guns where used instead of swords & cars instead of steeds... n i must say, Lurhrmann did a great job in maintaining the originality of the movie. he managed to adjust the story into a modern day scene, using subtle references from the original play n incorporate them into the movie in a different form to make it more eccentric but still maintain its authenticity~

whenever your free or got nothin better to do, go wiki the whole romeo & juliet story, read it up... learn about the individual characters & certain significant events (like the famous balcony scene).... then go watch this movie again~

its not simply a story about love....
its a story about love at first sight, forbidden passion, freedom of devotion, prejudicial injustice & tragic ignorance~

not to mention how hot claire danes was in that angel outfit of her's : )

its really a beautiful thing.... n to have an appreciation for this stuff is truly self-satisfying~





"Did my heart love till now?
Forswear it sight,
For I never saw true beauty till this night~"

-Romeo+Juliet



couldn't end without quoting something from the movie now can i : )
cheers~

Set Text For Examination In 2009~

Literature in English
Paper1 : Reading Literature

Section A: Poems

Section B: Prose
Jane Austen: Pride and Prejudice
Charles Dickens: Great Expectation

Section C: Drama
William Shakespeare: Othello
Oscar Wilde: The Importance of Being Earnest

Paper4:Imagining Other Worlds
-Edgar Allan Poe: The Fall of the House of Usher and Other Writings, Poems, Tales, Essays and Reviews (Penguin Classics)
-Samuel Taylor Coleridge: Selected Poems
-Aldous Huxley: Brave New World
-George Orwell: 1984
-Anthony Burgess: A Clockwork Orange
-Margaret Atwood: The Handmaid’s Tale
-William Shakespeare: The Tempest
-Christopher Marlowe: Dr Faustus (Mermaid edition)
-Charlotte Perkins Gilman: Herland

Selected Poems:
-Stanzas
-Romance
-The City in the Sea
-The Sleeper
-The Valley of Unrest
-The Raven
-Ulalume
-For Annie
-Annabel Lee
-Eldorado

Selected Tales:
-MS Found in a Bottle
-Ligeia
-The Fall of the House of Usher
-The Murders in the Rue Morgue
-The Oval Portrait
-The Masque of the Red Death
-The Pit and the Pendulum
-Hop-Frog

Selected Essays:
-On Imagination
-Time and Space
-The Veil of the Soul

**********************************

dont get me started on the history paper -_-
super busy now...

right, off to work~




Keane is the best band in the world... period~

10/10/07~

done alot of thinkin about stuff, n i've decided that i would wanna take A-levels during the army part time so wen i get out, i'd be able to study @ SIM n get a degree in mass comm... either that or go to NAFA~

either way i still wanna do the A-levels, n hearing from andrew.. its not a walk in the park~ i checked out the website n there's a wide variety of examinable subjects... from different languages like French and Arabic.. to the weird stuff like bible studies~ Then there are the normal ones like math, and economics...

i gotta take at least 4 papers (including the General Paper)
so i think i'll go for English Literature, Modern European History and the last one being chinese B... which is probably the one im most worried about but according to andrew, it's a sort of "unwritten" requirement if u wanna work in sg... well, not that i wanna work in sg.. this place is horrible~ but the point being, i cant even count to 10 in manadrin so i dunno...

went to the lib n borrowed a shit load of books on shakespeare... i wanna get a head start on this so... yeah~ it really interesting if u actually understand "Old English"~

got a call from jenny askin me if i could work later, it was pretty last min but i went anyway.... they had a wedding goin on, didnt have to do much just clear the plates... made alot of new friends... it was cool~ one guy asked if i was an "english helicopter" n i said "yeah~"

then he asked if i was from mass comm n i was like... "umm no... engineering -_-" thats like the 100th time someone thinks im from mass comm, which sucks cause im not.. but i wanna be... then he saids "ohh cause u have such a slang, reminds me of a DJ"..... that would also be the 100th time someone said that to me -_-

i like how english oriented i am.... but i live in such a chinese oriented world.... n i really envy those hu are bilingual.... makes me wonder if i should start learning mandarin... actually i tired tat once, kept talkin to my friends in chinese but they all scolded me n forbid me to speak like that cause it was weirding them out~

but wadever... i like the way i am, hope i get into a good sch, hope i earn a ton of money.. then i'll fly to boston n never come back~

note to self: never buy those packets of self-rolling tabacco.... sure its cheap, but it takes 30 mins to roll one friggin joint not to mention it tastes like shit n makes u smell like an drunk old person... plus its not exactly the kind of stuff u'd bring outdoors to smoke since its so flimsy to hold~




its stuff like this that make u wanna quit smoking u know...
jeezz.... -_-





Note to self #2: gotta learn to juggle too~

bad cartoons=stupid kids~

i was lying in my bed this morning when suddenly it hit me why kids these days are so stupid.... it wasnt cause of the bad parenting or the crap they teach u in schools... well maybe it is, but the Main cause of this mass stupidity in the kids is cause of all the stupid cartoon show's their playin on tv~

one cartoon in particular being the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles...
awesome show back in the day when it 1st came out in 1987. it had great character development, a good plot that had an evil villian, monsters and robots... basically it was a cool show, n kids liked it... it was witty and funny and had plenty of ass kicking in it as well~

lets look at the characters.... there's 4 mutant turtles all named after famous renaissance artists hu learn ninja from a kung fu master hu got turned into a rat to prevent an evil bad guy named after a kitchen appliance and a brain in a man-robot suit from bringing this big ball-like tank called the technodrome to the surface n destroy the world~

the characteristics of the turtles where both unique and were wad every cartoon super team from then on needed... hot headed rebel, the easy-going goof, the wise & cautious leader, and a science geek~

Raphael: the "Wolverine" of the group, he's the reckless badass that does wadever the hell he wants n doesnt take shit from nobody... he's probably the strongest one of the 4, but his rage often clouds his judgement n gets him into more even more trouble then b4... plus he's the only one cool enough to get his own turtle bike while everyone else rides in the van~

Michaelangelo: the free spirited surfer dude... arguably the coolest turtle of the lot... he uses alot of slangs and was the one that made pizzas look cool... he fightscenes are comical but effective, like the fights u see in a jackie chan movie... plus that "cowabunga" phrase he uses all the time, wad does it even mean?

i went n googled it, n apparently it was a catch phrase used by surfers meaning "to ride the waves"~ bet u didnt know that DID U... bet u went round yellin " COWABUNGA!!" to all ur friends when u were a kid n not even know wth it ment DIDNT U!~

Donatello: the tech wiz, he's the intellectual one of the group, u always see him messin around with chemicals or fixin some machinary while mikey's eatin his pizza, leo's training with splinter and raph is watchin tv~ he's the one that builds the weapon to destroy the bad guy of that episode when the time calls for it... he's also the one that pimped out the turtle van with missles n shit... which, i have no idea where they got the missles from in the 1st place~ plus, everytime the turtles are trapped or corner by the bad guys, he'd always manage to pull out some fancy gizmo from his ass to save the day... kudos~

Leonardo: the leader... he's the serious one, always thinking of his fellow brothers before himself... the father figure i guess... always following the rules n doing the honorable thing... he'd probably be the most boring one of them all if not for the 2 big ass katana's he weilds~ he's swordsmenship is uncanny and matched with his smarts and training produces a deadly combination of wit and skill~

then there was splinter and April O'neil, they were the other main characters in the show...
Splinter's just a rat, nothing much there....
April on the other hand was this super hot channel 6 news reporter with her orange jumpsuit and red hair running around with her camera n that dorky cameraman who's name i cant remember...

anyway, tat was the 1987 version of the cartoon show.. and it was the best version of the TMNT~


then in 1997, there was "Ninja Turtles: The Next Mutation" this one wasnt really a cartoon, it was set in the real world...


so it was 4 guys in turtle suits.. this concept followed the 1990 TMNT movie... they even had a 5th female turtle which was uber lame.. i dunno wad the producers were thinkin~

then came the 2003 version of the TMNT cartoon where it showed the turtles in a more darker way...


they were more violent n a tad too much robotics like laser guns n stuff, which totally lost that jackie chan-ness appeal... what i hated about this series was they completely screwed up the original plot... yes, there was a shredder n a krang.. but they made shredder into this billionaire darth vader character hu kept sending his minions to rob banks n shit instead of taking over the world... and krang didnt turn up till the later part of the show where he was just shown as some normal everyday episode bad guy-_-

no foot soliders, no beebop n rocksteady, no technodrome... instead there were voodoo dragons and mystical ninja tournements were splinter was actually one of the champion fighters back in the day... COME ON! -_-

but hey, at least they had a shredder and a Krang.. even though they werent properly developed... apparently kids just wanted to see more action n lasers n shit -_-

the last straw was when they came out with "TMNT-Fast Forward"...
omg~ now the entire plot had gone to shit... the whole legacy of the TMNT, from being the cool, lovable, ass-kickin creatures to the stupid futuristic light-sabre weilding, laser blasting, alien-fighting sellouts they are now....

MUST EVERY CARTOON REMAKE END UP BEING A SELL OUT TO THE TYPICAL STEROTYPING OF THE WHOLE ROBOTS N TIME TRAVELING FUTURISTIC BULL CRAP WE SEE IN EVERY SATURDAY MORNING CARTOON SHOWN ON TV???!!!!


look at that.. i dont even know hu that boy in the middle is... where the hell did April go?! n how the FUCK could they live so long?! a lifespan of a turtle is an about 100 years old, not a fuckin millenium! even so, they wont be called TEENAGE muntant ninja turtles.. they just be called mutant ninja turtles.... so wad gives??



u know why kids are getting so retarded these days?
i'll tell u why....

its cause the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles went GAY, thats why~

im just really cranky cause my ipod's screen's a lil messed up n i cant read the song titles....







dont judge me-_-~

shut up~

sure our forefathers came from malaysia and china... but after the British conlonised the place, u'd think the people would've learnt to speak friggin english by now...-_-

the other day there was this charity guy hu came up to me and started rambling in chinese and broken english to me to donate money to save the sick kids or wadever the F he was saying....

anyway, this is wad i remember about the conversation...

weirdo: "excute me, da rao ni yi xia.... blah blah blah... sick kids dying... blah blah blah... every cent helps.... *chinese ramblings... give us ur money..."

me: "wad?"

weirdo: "this is a real charity organization, not the cheat ppl kind one..."

me: "wad...?" -_-

weirdo: "bang bang mang.... *more chinese ramblings.... blah blah... NKF... blah blah blah... i like little boys.. blah blah blah... donate now or die..."

me: "umm... go fuck urself"
*walks off~

wad kinda fucked up half chinese, half singlish poopy monkey language are ppl conversing with nowadays-_- the hell are they teaching u in school for god sakes~ dont u people know ur making no F-ing sense when u talk like tat? wad, u think its cool or something? well fuck u then....

im not saying that their stupid or something, hell im not exactly the smartest person in the world either... im sure that all u poopy monkey speaking ppl come from good school's n get As for everything... but intellegence is often associated with ur ability to be articulate in ur speech n conversation skills.... so if u decide to sound like a moron, ppl are gonna generally assume u are one~

THEN WHY THE HELL IS EVERYONE IN THIS COUNTRY TALKIN LIKE TAT!?!?~

i have no beef with the chinese language, i know ppl hu are fluent in mandarin and though i have no idea wad their talkin about sometimes, i can tell the person their talkin to understands wad the other is saying... and isnt tat wad its all about? being able to understand wad the Fuck ur saying?

please, citizens of this effing country, i implore u all.... speak goood english... u dont have to sound like an englishman, just speak coherent, comprehensible, simple, hell... perhaps UNDERSTANDABLE english-_-... & if u cant then i sugguest u get the fuck out of the country n move to stupid'svile where they speak poopy monkey very fluently-_-

"arlow, wa seh.. u beri the cute worx =}} wan to be frienndzzz? xX>_<@@@"





you gotta be shiitting me -_-

bad ju ju~

so much has been goin on, theres alot on my mind... i would've lost it if not for the conversations with huda n vic so thanks alot~

shit happens... but life goes on... just gotta deal with it cause thats the way the world works~

we have the right to feel sad and theres nothing wrong about feeling the way u feel even if the situation doesnt call for it... emotion isn't something u can control... so, we deal with it... in wadever way we see fit~

we cry, we scream into a pillow, we drink, we have sex, we talk... but we deal with it nontheless... and it makes us feel better~ Thats all we really need, just to.. feel better about ourselves and prepare us for wad's to come... theres nothing wrong with that~

and it does make u stronger, it does make u a better person... u understand things better, and u know how others feel hu have gone thru wad ur going thru.. and u know ur not alone...

the results came back not too long ago, & even though i passed my retake subject and wont be kicked outta sch, i've decided that it would be wiser to drop out instead, get thru with the army then come back n study design or mass comm or something... then once i save enough money, im moving to australia n im never coming back~ at least the ppl there are nice n they speak friggin ENGLISH... 80% of ppl here cant seem to do it here-_-

anyway, im cool now... about everything... i was sad, then pissed, then sad again.... but now im cool so its all good~ dont know if things will be fine, but at least i'll be ready for it... i think....

went grocery shoppin n got a bottle of wine and some blue cheese... mom says it tastes like shit, but my sister n i like it... its got a very sophisticated taste of sweetness from the wine n texture from the cheese... very refine indeed~ its something u'd either like, or wont... just like caviar or those snails that the french eat at cocktail parties~

makes me feel like royalty everytime i take a sip, just luv it :)

a friend of mine's mother's in her final stage of cancer... im not exactly a big fan of god, but im gonna pray for them~

this month has just been filled with so much bad ju ju..... i think its time they stopped...
u think u can do that mr god? -_-~






*escargots... an edible snail prepared as an appetizer or entrée~

(no title for this one...)~

something bad happened to the father the other day...

neighbour's kids banged on the front door yesterday morning when i was asleep... said something bad happened to the father... i didnt get wad they were saying but they just told me to follow them, so i did~

went to the lift landing and saw him on the ground... there was blood on the floor & a knife was next to him... those were the first things i noticed... they were first things everyone there noticed~

i bent down and placed my hand on his head... he was sweating.... i asked if he was alright, if he could hear me... he didnt ans~ his eyes were rolled back and his left hand was placed over his heart, covering the wound... some guy there told me the medics were on the way... he had his kid with him... i asked him wad time he called it in...

"9.20, they'll be comming sooon"
it was 9.25am....
"bring ur kid inside man, he doesnt need to see this..."

i looked around alot.. started noticing everything i could see... his wallet was by the stairwell... the bloodied knife... the people around me just standing there afraid to "mess up" the scene... i took note of everything for when the cops got here~

kept on talking to him, kept saying everything would be fine, tat the medics were on the way... i just kept talking to him, i needed him to be able to hear me not understand me... i just kept talking...

went inside the house to get a pillow to rest his head on.... his eyes were still rolled back~

"where the hell are the medics..."

they finally came, took them long enough-_-... they took the father away.... not before fumbling alot...it was like their first time seeing blood, it was so unprofessional, almost comical~ the first cop came while the medics had him strapped in the stretcher... started questioning the ppl around... then they started questioning me~

my mom came just after the father was taken away... cops told her they took him to changi general, so she took a cab there while i stayed... they needed to qs me more~

more cops came... wrapped the area around it with Police tape... kept talkin on their phones and radios for more back up~ they told me the investigators were arriving soon, so i waited.....

i think 30 mins had passed... a crazy old neighbour from upstairs happened to walk down n saw the mess... started being unmannered and disrespectful towards me and the cops, saying how "back in the day" there were cops on every street n other ramblings of alonely old man just trying to seek attention... on any other day i would just ignore him, this wasnt any other day, so i lashed at him... cops told me to go back home.... they'll call me once the investigators came... crazy old man went back upstairs as well~

i took a quick bath... it helped cool me off~ cops knocked on my door a min later, i let them in... CID lady took my statement and made me check it a few times before heading back out to the crime scene...

by now the place was swarmed with cops all doing their CSI-thing.. taking samples of blood, photos, etc~ they told me to go back n wait, they'd let me know if they needed to ask any more questions...

i went back into the house, took a cig from my dad's room and lit it... then i just sat in the living room... i wanted to turn on the tv, but i didnt... i mean, u shouldnt right? now's hardly the time to wanna watch tv~ so i just sat there...

after about 20 mins, i turned on my computer... it felt so wrong to do so... i figured i should be emoing at a corner of crying in the bathroom or something... but instead i was checkin my e-mails and watched videos from you-tube~

it felt wrong...
but, i felt no remorse~

my father's an asshole... he's never made any positive impact in my life cept to screw me n my family over countless times... i've always known this was bound to happen... it would be karma.. & he would've gotten wad was comming to him~ i have sympathy but no empathy to wad happened to him, and i feel no remorse~



* i dont think i should carry on writing this anymore, i believe it would be rather disturbing if i were to write how i honest felt....

its been quite a personal dilema whether or not i should post this entry due to its personal content, but i decided to do it anyway~





i feel myself loosing my humanity~
on the other hand, i dont really feeel anything at all...



im soo gonna burn in hell~

no speak espanol?~

"buenas noches~"
said the mexican salesman to the little boy...

"woould youu likeee to buyyy a sombrero for 10 pesos lil boy?"

"wad use would i have for a sombrero? "
asked the little boy...

"the weather here is veryy hot, a hat this big would protect you from the sun's rays and keep u warm when you go harvesting in the fields~"

"no Señor, it is winter, the sun is no where to be seen... i have no use for it now.."
replied the little boy...

"wooould u likeee to buyy some arabica coffee beans for 20 pesos lil boy?"

"wad use would i have for a arabica coffee beans ? "
asked the little boy...

"these are the finest coffee beans in all of latin america, plant them by your father's yield and they will grow effortlessly through the winter~"

"no Señor, the lakes are frozen, no water runs through the fields anymore.. i have no use for them now..."
replied the little boy....

the mexican salesman rumaged through his bag of wears, pulling out items one by one... but the little boy seemed interested in nothing. He looked at his the animal pulling his cart and asked the little boy......

"wooould u likeee to buyy this donkey for 50 pesos lil boy?"

"wad use would i have for a donkey? "
asked the little boy...

"he could carry your wares from town to town, it's hooves tread firmly through the thick snow & requires little to drink~"

"no Señor, the townsfolk have moved to the inner city for warmth and supplies for the coming winter.... i have no use for it now..."
replied the boy...

the mexican salesman looked at the boy with dismal....
"i have nothing left to offer u lil boy, i'd best be off... adios~"

he climbed into his wooden cart, tugged gently on the leash & rod off following the road to the next village.

the little boy stood alone in the cold until only fog n mist enshrouded the caravan and all could be heard were the sound of hooves trotting in the distance~

he placed his hands into his pockets and stumbled back indoors.....


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(gawd~ i have no idea wad the hell im writing about anymore -_-....)

the sleep~

havent had enough lately with all the shit goin on... pass few days i've been subsituting water for caffine~

yesterday was a long long day... from the moment i woke up at 6am, till the time igot home from playin soccer at 11pm~ its been like this for 3 days now... and that night when i went to bed, i had one of the best uninterrupted sleep in a long time, i was literally unconcious~

it wasn't that kinda sleep where u'd close ur eyes for like 2 secs and it was morning already, neither was it those sleep for 10 hours but still wake up feeling like u've been sleep dancing all night....

and the dreams, oohhh... i dreamt of dream after dream~ and they felt soooo real, and yet, so conceptual~ first i was in a bus sitting nice to some girl, then i was in a house with a friend... they were meaningless, frivolous, silly, but rather enjoyable :)

its intriguing to experience the surrealness of dreams.....though, i wouldnt call it something u "feel", its more like a sensation... like lookin at a painting. yeah, dreams are like art... art of the subconcious mind harmonizing the strange reflections of the day with the lucid dramatizations of the REAL world...

dreaming is free~
we fly, we travel, we pretend...
we fantasize of wealth.. of power.... of sex~
to dream, is freedom...
its like an orgasm of the mind...
to dream, is love~

infact not alot of people seem to appreciate sleep anymore, everyone's bragging about how much sleep they DIDN'T get the night before as a way to bolster their self-righteousness... saying that u sleep 3-4 hours aday makes others see u as disciplined & drivin... when actually all ur doing is more harm to ur body~

i read a book today about the great renaissance essayist Montaigne who loved sleep so much tat his onli frustration was that when ur asleep, u arent conscious of its pleasures. So he instructed his servants to wake him up in the middle of the night so that he could come into a semi-consciousness in order to savour the feeling of sleepyness & enjoy the pleasure of going back to sleep~

Sleep is a break from toil, a release of responsibility~
we postpone our duties & give ourselves up to a greater force so magical that it subsides our worries and soothes away concern~


kinda makes u feel a lil tired readin this doesnt it?
bet u just smiled a lil too cause u know its true :)





nights~

it's beauty to me~

i slept at 3am the other night & woke up at 6 to get to sch by 8 for the 1st paper... the second was a pretty much a goner & because of that i wont have enough CU points to have my SIP next sem....

when i got home, there was this letter shoved underneath the door from the electric company saying they've disconnected the power in the house cause we didnt pay the bills... true enough, i flipped a couple of switches but nothing turned on... apparently my family's poor~

the phone was dead, so were the lights. Couldn't watch tv or turn on the computer. No fan or AC... & everything in the fridge was melting~ i kinda stoned infront of the door for awhile readin "Chariots of the Gods" since it was the onli place with light and a decent breeze...

vic called.. said the guys just came from the arts house & where gonna have coffee so i went to meet them at Plaza Sing an hour later... i had alot on my mind... figured the coffee would help~

hung around and talked for awhile b4 going to carfour... eddy wanted to get some cheetos before headin off~ when i got home, the sister and the father were back.. it was dark and cold... there were candles everywhere...

the father borrowed some power from the neighbour nextdoor so there was this really long extension cable running from from their house thru my room window which powered the fridge, a desk lamp and a fan in his room....

he did wad most asshole father's would do... he made things worst~ kept bitchin n goin off on how it was my fault i didnt show him the letter before going out.... i flipped him off n went to take a bath under the candle light....

it was pretty romantic i must say... there was no warm water since the heater was out too, but the flickering of the candle light made things feel cosy and warm~

i was exhausted...

the house was in darkness except for some light coming thru the open door and the lone candle i held... everyone was asleep by now but me... went to my room to find something to read to pass the time till my mom came back~

so, there i was, all by myself in the dark reading russel lee's 11th book & sitting by the front door with the candle placed on a table just next to the alter of which i had a very clear view off~

it was... rather unsettling -_- but i was more concerned about the whole "no power" thing than the affairs of the supernatural~ mom came back soon after... don't remember when, clock on the VCR was out~ i asked her if she was ok... she said everything was fine, and i bought it~

that night, i didn't manage to get a wink of sleep... it was hot in my room so i went outside to sleep on the living room floor since my mom was on the couch.. but it was uncomfortable, so i went back to my bed but then it got hot again so i went back n forth the whole night till i ended up in the kitchen cause the tiles on the floor were cool and there was a nice breeze comin from the kitchen window~

the next morning, i woke up in my room... guess i must've walked back but i didnt really remember~ the sister and mom went to work but the Father was home.... i could hear him smackin some poor guy over the phone, he was probably from the electric company~ didnt want to stick around to find out so i went downstairs to study for my last 2 papers tomoro...

i was sooo tired~

went to the gas station & got a can of red bull and a box of strawberry filled hello pandas then found a cosy spot to sit... my box of cigs from the day before were about half gone... but i had enough to keep me goin till tomoro~

it didnt rain, but it was really windy, which was nice.... saw alot of school kids walkin home with maids & mothers fetchin the smaller ones~ i hadn't had a "sit-down-and-watch-the-world-go-by" session in awhile, so it was cool~

life hasnt excactly been a walk in the park for me... i wasnt born rich... my mom's extremely over-protective, my older sister acts like a twelve year old, not to mention the father's an A-hole~

but, it doesnt really bother me anymore... i think i've gotten used to it~ however, i've always wondered how it would be like if things were different... if we were rich and if i didnt have a prick for a dad... but then i'd probably turn out to be one of those jackoff who drive around in a fancy car wearing expensive clothes and treatin women like shit~

i'd figured i'd turn out pretty fucked considering the things i've been through, but im actually quite suprized at how well im taking everything... and with the a-hole around, mom's always tellin me how im the "man of the house" now & i gotta take care of things n look after her & the other child~

the power's back up now, tats why im able to write.. passing tomoro's paper determines whether i'll be spending next sem in sch or in the army.... but i honestly dont know if i can clear it~

probably gonna study more after i finish writing...
this is like my 3rd cup of coffee today, and i have 6 sticks left...

well, 5 now....

its 8.30pm & there's not a cloud in the sky blocking my view of the moon~





beautiful :)

divine intervention~

the devil speaks chinese...
URGHHHH!!!!!!

and as punishment he makes you do "ting xie" of all the lyrics of f4 songs...
URRRRRRGHHHHHHHHHH x2 !!!!!!

and when u think you've seen it all, he makes us watch korean dramas with chinese subtitles!!!
AHHHHHHHHHRRRRRGGHHHHHHHH x UUURRRGHHHHHHHHHH !!!!!!~


chant the magic words to make him go away...
"one, two, pikachu... three, four, bulbasaur~"



*damn u naked mocca man, NO I DONT WANNA SEE UR MATCHING PIPES U HOMO!!!

the happy song~

im reeally happy today :)
so i made up a happy song and sang it to myself...
i was gonna post the lyrics here but they werent exactly consistant since its mainly made up words of random stuff i see around me then i just add the word "happy" in there at some point~

yeeeahhh -.-

i was standin outside a grade school when i went to follow vic to fetch his lil sister, and there were tons of annoying lil kids half my size runnin around all crazy-like, screamin about stuff with their high, unbroken voices and makin so much noise.... so i gave them all a scary look and they all ran away from me~

that actually made me feel good... didnt do it cause i was an asshole, i just did it cause i could :)
im weird that way...

wokay, i've offically creeped out all my friends... but idont care, im uber happy :)







exam tomoro wish me luck~

hot fuzz (review)~

this may be a british film, but its all about the american way when it came to the roaring gun battle scenes of blasting 50 rounds n hoping one of them hits the bad guy~

its really a great movie when it comes to the originality of it... the plot was extremely ridiculous but was made in a way so believable that it went really well with the whole story...

the begining of the movie was pretty slow, but it was all about developing the storyline and when everything fell into place, they brought on the pg-13 humour mixed with m-18 violence that kept me smiling all the way~

it was a film that everyone could enjoy with a slighty larger dose of blood scenes which seemed "cool" instead of "gross" and i kinda felt that was a good move the directors made~

its a well planned & original comedy thats definately worth seeing, although not so much for those with weak stomachs :)


ooh, i have a re-take on thrusday n im writing a movie review instead -_-

chocolate on pizza anyone?~

16/9/2007~

i tried studying the whole weekend but acomplished nothing -_- really gotta pass my sups or im outta sch... but seeing as how shitty engineering is, the army doesnt seem tat bad~

gotta go for the remedial lessons tomoro morning, hopefully it'll be the lec would just divulge all sorts of hints n shit about the sup papers....

hopefully...

i've been playing soo much Real-time strategy games on the pc, everytime my mom asks me to do something i acknowlege her by saying stuff like... "Yes my liage" or "i bow to your will master"... then she'd just call me crazy n shunn me off while i'd skip away~

oh yeah, one more thing... im gonna haff to kill that creepy naked guy from the mocca adverts for being so gay and wearing a tiger-skinned underpants~


yeeeah, kay ciao~

this could be the end of everything...~

i had 4 papers for my exams but now i have 5 sup papers -.-

i wanted to re-heat the mash potato from kfc, so i put it in the steamer n it melted the plastic container & my mom laughed~

lifehouse did a cool Keane cover of the song "somewhere only we know"~


anyone wanna go see the "Tattoo City - A Singapore Story" Exhibition at the arts house this saturday with me?

horoscope for of the day says they'll be some big chance in my life.....
dont see it yet though~





wadever....

candy jane~

there once was a girl, her name was jane...
she lived above a sweet shop in a town of a town, in a place of a place... it was small and dim with only one window...

but it was home...

she'd gaze out of it from time to time, watchin the children enter the store... the sugary, toothsome scent of strawberry lickerish & rainbow coloured gumdrops oozed in thru the cracks of the wooden floor from the store below... it was warm & cherishing... & reminded her of summers spent with her mother~

but she never went down though...

she'd watch the children enter & leave, carrying out bags of gummybears and candy canes.... and she'd observe, quietly, from the window in her room... they would tease her from below... waving their bags of edible jewels above their heads, taunting her as they popped hand-fulls into their mouths and smiled once their tongues felt the sweetness~

she'd look at them blankly with her absract stare.... expressing neither admiration nor discontent... & once they found no satisfaction in their attempts, they left... and she'd watch them leave~

she imagined in her head the vast selections of candy & sweets the little shop contained... the infinite colours of jellybeans and sugar tots endowned with the flavours of every fruit & essence in the world.... and she'd smile a wide smile~



but she never went down....








*hu's the cuter one now :)

stfu~

went to this Bar last night called the "Crazy Elephant" after much wanderin around in the clarke key area with the bumbling idiots... it was pretty cool... they had a live band playin old sch rock music, most of which i werent too familiar with... except when they played "Voodoo Child" by Jimmi Hendrix that i got all excited~ the guitarist was really good & hendrix is a god~

cant remember wad time i got home only that i slept at 4.30~
woke up the sounds of my mom listening to 9.33fm while doing her cleaning.... that began at 8am -_- & by 8.30 i decided to just wake up so i fumbled to the kitchen where my mom was...

first thing she does when she sees her son in the morning she starts shouting at bout not putting my bath towel back in the bathroom... then about how i didnt wash my pan when i cooked yesterday... then about not pickin up my clothes in my room....

well, she doesnt really shout at me, its just tat her talkin voice is almost the same as her scolding voice, just louder... -_-

so anyway, i was like... "damn mom, why are u so noisy in the morning.... its friggin sunday n ur up by 7 doing chores go back to bed -_-" (my mom's weird tat way, go figure~)

then she spotted the fake tattoo i got from the game convention at suntec last night on my neck & went... "u lil sonofabitch, did u go get another tattoo!?"

so i said... "no mom... gawd, stop shouting so early in the morning" then she started searchin my whole body for any other foreign designs~

point being, im reeally druggy in the mornings n i dunno about u guys but i like to oooze into the day n not be thrown right into it... i dont turn on any lights in the morning, i prefer to let the sun naturally adjust my eyes to daylight...

i'd listen to soft music while i get dressed after my bath then stone on the couch n look around awhile, uknow, to try & remember wad happened last night or wad im suppose to do later... then after a 15mins or so, i'd be ready... u know, to start the day & what not...

my mom just needs to flip her "morning switch" n she's up n running, her body doesnt need stretching, her pupils dont need adjusting to light... i hate it when i go to the kitchen at 6 in the morning n all the lights are on...-_- i always shower in the dark while she showers with all the lights on.... but hey, guess she's weird that way~

my mom n i are so different... the only generic trait i got from her is her fair skin, which, on a guy is kinda faggoty since i can never get tann, but all the girls seem jealous of me so wadever...

mom's noisy in the mornings n she hassles me everyday to go get a job....
im still an unemployed basterd so if anyones got a really cool job that pays $20 bucks an hr who needs ppl, gimmie a call please... if not $5/hr would do~

im gonna go throw stuff on the ground to make her shout at me more... im weird tat way-_-





boo ya~

somewhere only we know~

who needs Playboy when u can fantasize over an Ikea Catalogue~



This could be the end of everything,
so why don't we go.... ♪

stars & boulevards~

bad dream woke me up at 4am cant remember much.... all i can recall is tat something was biting me n i had to run away~

"Oooh...seems like I'm always on my own..."

the band in my head is playin too loudly, i cant hear the woman on the tv play her harmonica.... but then again, she was never really that good to begin with~

"seems like I'm never coming home..."

i tired to touch the pretty picture the butterfly drew but it was too high up the purple tree, so i just let it sit there...

"seems like I'm always on my... "

cookie monster says the moon's a giant cookie so i'm gonna go eat it... unless of course its actually made of cheese n the man on the moon would eat me too~

"All the stars and boulevards ain't close enough for you..."




augustana rocks :)
kay im off~

nice night~

stoned at home the whole morning watchin old episodes of family guy till vic called askin to sim lim... didnt care wad for, just had to leave the house~

slopp's wanted to get his 'razor mouse' for his desktop so we just tagged along... friggin thing costed like 70 dollars, not to mention another $30 for the mouse pad.... a MOUSE PAD-_- if i had $70 bucks lying around i wouldnt spend it on a lousy ass mouse let alone, a mouse pad which costs $30 freakin dollars... shit.. i could use a piece of paper for a mousepad let alone pay for one.... but he's a rich basterd so i dont care~

the whole "shopping-for-a-mouse" thing took probably about half an hour since guys usually just buy their shit n leave unlike girls... so we wandered around aimlessly, red bean ice-cream in hand, just walkin tryin to kill time~

then we saw this big ass building n vic was like,
"hey wats in there..?"
"i dunno, u wanna go in?"
"urhh, yeah wadever~"

so then we went in and it was the national library, the huge one.. had 14 friggin lvls of books in it n shit... it was really something~

it was like a hotel... there was a lobby, security guards at every entrance, escalators with sensor tat would start up when u go near them... even the bathrooms were fancy and they had free lockers for u to put ur shit in too :)

and it was soooo quiet inside, every shuffle of the shoe could be heard, i had to hold in my cough cause i was afraid i would disturb the peace or somethin... & there where these lil art exhibitions on all the floors which were really cool n made us all feel really artsy lookin at them~






at first we just gave them a simple glanced, but then we noticed every around us were really observing the detail & eccentricity of the pieces, holdin lil pamplets in their hands and constantly rubbing their chins as though in deep contemplation of thought as to wad the artist was trying to interpret through his works....

yeeah, so we decided to do tat too~


i cant remember wad floor we went to, but it had all the books on english literature, and of contemporary novels written by french authors filled with quotes from plays n poetry from the renaissance... all of which, incredibly fancy and ooh so intriguing... it was no suprize we decided to stay at that lvl...

we grabbed a book... and had a sit on the most comfortable of library-bought couches and read for about an hour before deciding to leave for another place to splurrge the last remainer of our cash.....

and wad better way then having an exquisite ice blended mocha frap from the godly establishment known as Starbucks~ gawd, i gotta get a job there one day....



its been so long, the whole day spent wandering around the streets without a purpose had finally lead us to this moment where it was just you & ur friends, a cup of coffee, and the rest of the world...



and then we talked & talked... though it seemed gay at some point, it was quite refreshing... i could picture myself 30 years from now doing the same thing with the same ppl and tat made it feel more devine~

this is wad life's all about really... enjoying the lil things~
it was a perfect ending for a somewhat monotonous morning~



hmm.... nice night :)









*Cassy has a squeaky voice, im tellin everyone~