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ESPN. Thats short for E (the) Sock Lian, Prem and Nadim show. The two people who I was very proud to share the stage with and to be with during my beautiful journey in Drama's first external production. It was definitely a journey worthy to be mentioned for times to come. The people mentioned above are actually Janice (Sock Lian), Gurmit (Prem) and myself. Our characters for the production. In the story, the three good friends figure a way to get rid of the swordfishes that are attacking Temasek. Cut story short, Sock Lian left for Fujian, Prem to India and Nadim died. And it felt that way, in reality. Janice left RP to pursue her interest in the arts at La Salle, Gurmit was still around but we hardly meet due to the fact that the link between us was missing and I'm obviously not dead but I never did keep in contact with them. There were three good friends in Redhill Blues. There were three good friends in Singapore. The three friends went their separate ways in Redhill Blues. The three friends went their separate ways in reality. But today, the three friends meet again after so long, together as ESPN.

The early afternoon was spent with the girlfriend, watching a movie. Each time I'm with her, it feels like as though its the last day I'll see her. Thats how much I cherish the moment spent with her. Left the house to meet the rest. She insisted that I should enjoy my day with them without her. Janice was late but I'm glad she didn't stood us up or I would have really killed her. Ate with Gurmit while waiting for Janice to come along. Bumped into ALOT of my friends who I have not met for a long time too. First I saw Nurul, Fida, Yani and gang at City Hall MRT. Then I bumped in Wala Wala (Faridah), Sarah, Najibah and her sister Ayun at the Donut shop in Raffles City. I've not met them for quite some time now too. This is a special shout out.


There's this donut shop in Raffles City who always has....

I don't feel like continuing....



Hi. Welcome to another segment of 'What the hell are we talking about?'. On today's show, we will be comparing between two different browsers. It will be a challenge between Opera and Mozilla Firefox. Please do note that this is not a professional review so you can screw it if you find it useless. This is coming from a simple Joe who know nuts about HTML codings but is in the media school. Now we must wonder what has he been learning in school for the past 16 weeks?

Currently using my family's laptop (cause I can't be bothered to switch on my own laptop) and using the Opera browser. First thing I see missing from the page is the 'tool' section. Blogger has this tools section where you get to change the font size and the aligment and stuff but apparently, the tool bar section in this browser is missing. Yes, completely missing. I just find it really weird. Damn, now I can't press the 'check for spelling errors' button. Guess you all will have to figure that one out by yourself.

The other funny thing about Opera is that it cannot open my Blog. When I enter my blog site, it doesn't seem to open. That is another weird thing about it. I will have to try it again later. The overall look of Opera is pretty decent though I don't know if they have any 'add ons' to their browser like what 'The Fox' can provide. Opera runs on really low memory (I don't really know the term for it but when you hit the 'Ctrl Alt Del' you will understand what I mean) Its way lower compared to the heavy duty Fox. Sometimes Firefox takes some time to load up due to the fact that its processing time is long. Oh, I think its called processes or something.

Fox in the other hand is pretty neat. I love the new functions like the spell check. Now you don't have to hit any more of those spell check buttons cause on the fox, they will auto check it for you and underline it. Something like doing it on Microsoft Word document. Pretty cool and effective. It even works in the blogs. Really really cool. Fox also has TONS of add ons for you to choose from and the best thing is that they actually rank them according to users star ratings. From those ratings you can actually assume who thinks what is good and what is bad. The overall look of Firefox is also nice cause you get to choose your own theme aka skin. Love it. Maybe I'm a little bias towards the fox cause I've been using it since year one and that I'm so used to it till I don't know that IE had an upgrade but still, its what I think as a user.

So now, I have said what I have to, I'm going to hit the bed cause its calling me.... I miss the girlfriend.

.: LoVeS :. (I can't even align this word! Damn!)


I'm feeling really dizzy now. Thanks to something which I thought I had left a long time ago. I think I'm starting all over again. Damn. Talk about will power. I just realized I'm not so good with that term. Damn...




The post title is obviously linked to Daughtry's hit single 'its not over'. Currently listening to the track again and again in my play list. I don't really have a standard play list due to the fact that I follow the mood accordingly. Sometimes I feel like a woman stuck in a boy's body. That sounded wrong. Moving along...

Had work today. How was it? It was fun. Not with the capital F thats for sure but fun enough to be called fun. People did ask me why I decided to do this job. Well the answer is, I want to try something new. I want to challenge myself. To get out of the comfort zone. And most importantly, I love making fun of people. Oops, I mean I love meeting people. Working at Sentosa has proved to me one thing, meeting people can turn you into a crazy person too. Not that I'm not crazy enough, it makes you make crazier. Maybe its true what Natasha's mother said, "you both are over qualified for the job" But then again, I don't really think so. We love talking to strangers but keeping cool is not really my forte. Whatever it is, we shall let fate decide if I will go on doing this. At the rate I'm going, I could go on for a few more months. One maybe?

Okay. That's it. I want to sleeeeeepppppp.....




I know I said that I'll be on 'hiatus' but apparently the break was cut short due to the fact that I feel like blogging and that I'm pretty much alive now. I don't know where to start but heck, we shall let the fingers type it all out. And whoever said anything about editing. If you realized, I have a lot of mistakes in my post. May be as minor as a spelling error to even a wrong word used. Yes, I don't really review what I blog. I'm not a star blogger so I don't really care. Woohoo. Shoot me!

Before I go, let me introduce you to a new song that I discovered only today thanks to my girlfriend. Its titled December. Its by a band called Hawthorne Heights. I've got no idea if they are a mainstream band or not. That's for you to find out by yourself and do your own research. With regards to the genre. Its hardcore EMOTIONAL. Maybe not that emotional as it may look like but its does have lyrics enough to make you go aww. Caution for people who want to explore more that just the song December, it sounds a like a punk band song. I got a picture of them I found in Google search. I don't know if its them but it came out this in the search results.


Now back to the story. Was sleeping in Prissy's room in the morning. It was just too tempting. I chased her off her own bed cause I was just tired. Spent the whole afternoon just lazing around in her bedroom, sleeping. I feel so loved. And yes, there were 'rats' biting my toes. Grr. And endless underwear tugging. Double grr....

Met Raheem and Aisyah at City Hall. I took a wrong bus at Pasir Ris which ended up in a 20 minute rendezvous around Pasir Ris. My mistake that I was too confident. Ate at Bugis and ended up window shopping. Wanted to get a pair of shoes but there weren't any nice pairs available. I really want to go shopping but I owe more than I earn. I must really hold back now.

I just realized that I've not spent quality time with my buddies Now, I shall make up for lost time. Like really. Promise. Swear. Even my girlfriend is mad at me for not spending time with them. Grrrrr......




I am going through this phase. Its called the 'shut the hell up and just sleep' phase. Well, technically it means I don't have the time to blog about anything and I'm just plain lazy to even try. But then again, I just find this place good for me cause this is the only place where I have my freedom of speech, or might I say, words.

So once I'm done with that phase, I would probably be back to blog again. It will take a few hours trust me. Days? Maybe but it wouldn't last for weeks unless of course blogger decides to be funny and start messing up my HTML codings which I swore I did not touched while I had my previous blog skin.

Damn it. I was suppose to be in that phase but now apparently I'm just ranting on and on about what is happening. K fine. We shall stop here.....




I'm feeling extremely happy now. Some people are coming back into the music business. 6 talented people to be exact. They are Chester, Mike, Joseph, Brad, Rob and Phoenix. Still don't have a clue who they are? They are the good people of Linkin Park. Yes, the incredible band will be back with a new album in May. Still a long way to go but I will definitely buy their album. I've got addicted to them since my secondary school days and I buy their CD albums. Seriously, I don't have a CD collection, because I believe in downloading, but I support Linkin Park. So do yourself a favor and get their album when it hits the stores on May 15^th. That's the release date in the US. I'm not sure if Singapore will follow.




For today, we shall talk about sex. Err, no. Maybe not. Too much to talk about. What about school? Boring topic. Work maybe? That's worse cause for start, I don't even know whats happening to my work. What about love? Oh, covered that topic yesterday. After more than 100 random topics, I've come to a point where I should just go back to the traditional way of blogging which is the usual dear diary concept. Then again, why was blogger set up for? Invasion of someone's privacy? To tell people how much your life sucks?

I think blogs were created for people to share their thoughts and feelings about whatever things under the sun. From things like controversial world issues to what happened to the man under the block. But why are we being restricted from what we want to say? What can't we have our own little form of anonymous freedom of speech? Simple answer. Controversial topics lead to influence. Influence leads to harm. That is why there is such a thing called filtering. That's why the government steps in to get rid of such stuff. And I'm glad the Singapore Government is doing a good job in this. Think about it, Singapore is pretty peaceful. Though we still have little pest crawling in the streets, they are still tolerable. And honestly, I don't know why I'm blogging about this.

Okay, back to basics. I stayed home the whole day today. Did nothing but sleep. So yeah, get my point of I've reached the point of no where...




No, its not the F word. Yeah, I wish it was but that would be too vulgar to be posted here. The four letter word would be LOVE. Yes, the word that makes the world go around. And I thought it was money, but besides that point, whatever you're going to read is based on my own personal opinion. If you have anything against it, go and blog about it. Don't have a blog? Go and get yourself a free site. Don't know where to get it? Damn.


Let's get started. What's the definition of love? Just for today, I won't be using the walking dictionary, so I'll quote the definition from a proper dictionary... yeah right




But lets face it, how many of us really know what love is? We fall in love for the different reasons. We think we are in love with someone just because that someone is being nice to us. But do we really know what his/her/it motive is for being nice to us? For all he/she knows, maybe its just his/her nature to be friendly towards anyone. I have a friend who happens to be me who treats everyone like as though he has known you for years. Its just his nature to be friendly but he is not leading you on. He is just that way. It doesn't mean by treating you a little more friendlier means he likes you to the extend of making you his. Yes, he loves you, but as a friend.

It is a true that people fall in love when they grow closer to each other but there is this golden rule that everyone should follow. Never ever date your close friend! Cause when you do break up, trust me, it would never be the same feeling again. You will look at them with a different feeling. The chances of being the same as before is pretty minimal unless of course the relationship was not much of a difference when you were together officially and unofficially.


Let me give you a scenario. I don't expect you to understand it straight away because I won't go into the fine details. Ready? Lets go.

There is this boy (lets call him Nintendo) who has a girlfriend (lets call her Danna) So while they were together, Nintendo met another girl (lets call her Janet) Nintendo thought Janet was pretty nice so he decide to be friends with Janet. After months of knowing Janet, he acts a little funnier towards her. He does those little boyfriend things to her, which Janet knows is wrong because if you have realized from the start, Nintendo has a girlfriend. So Janet decided to ask Nintendo if it is true that he likes her. Nintendo did admit to her that he genuinely likes Janet, but when questioned about what exactly they are (attached, scandal, etc) his answer is the most classical all guys will say to cover the trust which they know the ladies can never handle. The answer is obviously "I don't know". Nintendo doesn't talk about Danna to Janet which Janet finds weird. So Janet decided to ask opinions from her friends. There were things like 'maybe they are on the rocks' and also 'he likes you alot' but Janet already knows all this answers by herself. There is something else that he is hiding. When Janet when over to his apartment, she saw Danna's photo and damn she told herself, 'they sure don't look like as though they are on the rocks'. So now she is in a mess. Why is Nintendo making her like him when he knows, in fact they know that he has a girlfriend. What are his motives? There are a few scenarios which I can think of now. Maybe there are on the rocks but if they are indeed on the rocks, that means Janet might be the float. Another term, she might be the bloody spare tire. How would you feel if you were the substitute? Nobody would like it. Okay the other scenario would be he leaves the girlfriend and goes with Janet. But then again, if he could do it to Danna, he can do it to Janet as well. Maybe another one would be the worst case scenario, Nintendo has to leave Janet alone and just finish what he started with Danna before he gets more involved with Janet. There are more but lets just end it here. We shall see what happens after that. We shall wait for fate to decide. But just some background knowledge, Janet is currently going through this love sick phase which will not last for long.

That's it....




Ah yes, an emotional title for a post but definitely not anything close to that. I'm going to cover facts that people might not know about the service industry. Whatever it may be, from Retail to Food & Beverage, as long as you stand behind a counter and you have to greet an unknown stranger everyday with a smile, then you would be considered to be in this line of industry. For God's sake, if you're working and you don't know in what line you're working in, you might as well shoot yourself in the head with the uniform on.

But before we go into an issue which might get me killed for my sincere honesty, check out Lordi if you have the time. Its the famous monster faced band which won the band competition. I think they are from Finland. You know, those ugly faced people singing rock songs. Do check them out if you're in need of a distressing song. Pretty old songs but its still tolerable and catchy enough. Nothing near unbearable drum beats and guitar riffs. More to just listen and sing along kind of rock songs. Back to the topic of service.

So what exactly is service? By using the walking dictionary terminology again, which always sounds wrong, service basically means serving people. Err, I think you better stick to the proper terms certified by established dictionaries, but anyways, you do get the meaning of it right? If not, shoot yourself again in the head but this time with a bloody dictionary in your hand.

So its a simple cycle. Lets try to see this as a bigger picture. You're there to get paid, that was your motive, initially. No one wants to work cause they want to serve others. You might as well be a maid. The guest, as what they call customers now, are there to spend. So, you have to change your initially motive. Now, you're there because the guest are there. If you're not there, hell, why should they spend their money. The only answer, because no one is serving them. Now, do you see my point? Even people working in the hawker center are going to be trained for service excellence.

Why are people trained to wear plastic mask? Yes, its true you can train people to become the best servers in the world, but what will happen after they take off their uniforms and clock out from work. It will be back to square one. Out of 10 people, maybe only one is passionate about serving people. That's because, we live in a society where we expect to be served for the cost we pay. Expenses are so high now, every cent you spend is counted. If you notice, people who pay peanuts are the people who make the most noise compared to people who have so many peanuts and don't know what to do with it. Simple theory, simple life.

Actually, I don't know whats the point I'm trying to get over because I lost my chain of thoughts so we will have to decipher for ourselves what it means all together. At the end of the day, its how sincerely you smile that makes the difference. Do you get it now, cause I don't get it myself.

Grrr.... We shall talk about the four letter word tomorrow.




I don't feel artsy today so don't expect any form of art or whatsoever. I have my reason why I didn't come up with anything today because I was having a splendid time with the dearest. But before I go on blogging about whatever I feel like blogging about, lets talk about shit. Yes shit. I was on my way home in the train when the person next to me was happily digging for gold. If you don't know what digging for gold is, then you better shoot yourself in the head. I was happily taking a beautiful nap in the train when I realized what he was doing.

Told myself, "Okay, maybe he needs to answer nature's call. Maybe thats nature's call to him."

Went back to sleep again to pass the time traveling from one end to the other end when I was rudely awaken by my neighbor who was doing it, again. The thing is....
IT WAS A COMPLETELY DIFFERENT PERSON!

Is it like the IN thing to do stuff that should be left in the toilet out in public? Correct me if I'm wrong, but isn't it, well... disgusting. That would be the last thing I would do in public. Even if it itched like crazy, I would make sure no one is in sight then I can happily dig it.


Was talking to my love's mum about the future and stuff like that. More to careers because dearest wanted to be a war correspondent. Of all things. She will end up being one of those nurses who will aid them when the time comes. I can never imagine her doing that or anything close to that. We once had this conversation about how we feel if we saw each other on television. The feeling would be pretty weird I guess but at the end of the day, you can proudly tell your friends, "See that hot reporter? Thats my girl" Now I can't wait to see her tell me about the weather.

Okay. That's it. I'm bored. I don't know what to blog about. Okay bye.






Define Free. So assuming we are all walking dictionaries, free is basically when you got nothing better to do in life. If we were indeed walking dictionaries, the world would really have funny phrases created each day. Maybe because its a Monday which explains why I'm really free. But then again, yesterday was Sunday. I was free yesterday. Two days back it was Saturday. Damn. I'm FREE! Grrr...

My work load has fallen drastically. To the point where I don't even have to check my mail every two minutes. That's a lie by the way. When there is no work, I complaint. When there is work, I grumble. I feel like a freaking woman all of a sudden. No offense ladies, but sometimes, sometimes, you all can be really fickle minded about stuff. Shows why you spend hours longer shopping compared to the guys. Not that we hate shopping, we just don't really care much about comparing the prices and stuff. If it's good, its good. If we got the cash, we buy. Simple terminology. Get the picture?

Talking of work load, apparently my dear Mummy is stressed and tired about her own work load. Mummy mummy. Please do take care of yourself and don't take up too many things. I used to be like her. Taking everything which stands in my hand. Then I realized I couldn't managed my time. That's when I decided to take up things which are important. Things that can be added to my list of achievements. Things that made me feel good after I left it. Things that can never be repeated again. And that's when I realized shit, I've been losing alot on the good stuffs in life. Damn...

Being a good boy that I am, I cleaned up the laptop. I found out that I have about 10GB of songs in my laptop. Thats equivalent to about 3000+ songs! Its either I'm mad or I'm damn lazy. My laptop is running on default settings meaning it was never upgraded. That's the reason why my laptop is damn 'fast'. Ah yes, so 'fast', it kills. I cleared up about 2GB of songs which I know I will never listen to again. Now my recycle bin is full. Full of crap.

When to Granny's house to pay her a visit. My uncles and aunt were there too. Then there was this topic which made me realized one thing, I'm growing really fast. Growing in terms of age. In terms of horizontally and vertically, err, I think I've stopped in that context. My uncle thought I was still in year one heading on to year two and my aunt doesn't even know I'm in Polytechnic. That's just sweet. Really sweet.

My brother got into Singapore Polytechnic taking up some engineering course. Another thing which I found really important after listening to my uncle talking to me brother, where the hell am I going to work after I come out from the army? I'm not going to rot my ass at home thats for sure. And I'm definitely not going to work cleaning up someone else's mess. I got to think now before its too late. And I have to admit that its hard for the Malays to get jobs in Singapore. That's it, I won't share anymore of my opinions. I might get sued for a known fact. Oops.

Anyways, this is what I came up with in about an hour...





I thought it was pretty messed up. But either ways, I came up with this after looking at the Zouk Book. Changed the colour and stuff and this is what I came up with. Sister said it looks like a bloody devil. I think so too. Being a total idiot, I continued doing other useless rubbish...






I seriously don't know what's wrong with me. Spent about an hour too to do this. Then I was thinking to myself. If I had spend a few more hours, I could come up with something better than this. I actually got lazy while I was doing this. That's why the face is like that. I'm just plain lazy.





When people have nothing better to do in life, they start doing nonsense. And when I say nonsense, I mean genuine nonsense.


I stayed up last night to do my research on tattoos, so I decided to apply it to a picture today. The tattoo was stolen from Miami Ink. Its actually a tattoo of a dragon. Not much work done here cause I got lazy half way, but I intend to do a full body tattoo soon. For fun of course. I have no intentions to die a walking canvas and face god with prints on my body. Its really in the name of fun.

After my classes, went to Adam Road with my brother to have late breakfast. I was feeling really hungry I don't know why. Ate my food and followed him to Serene Center. The kid was there for his favorite hobby, playing Pokemon cards. And yes, the kid can play really well. Went off from there and headed to Plaza Singapura to meet the Baby.

Her friend Jancy wanted to meet me I think. So I went over to meet the girls. I thought it was only going to be the four of us including Jancy's boyfriend but apparently, two more girls tagged along. Ester and Laura, Jancy's cousin and friend. I think they all are in the same church or something. Left early cause I promised mum I would be back to keep my brother company. The baby brother who is already in Primary 2 now is so damn manje lah. Can't blame him though, he's the last child and he's brothers and sister is way older than him.

I've got to go sleep now. I just don't feel like doing anything artsy today. Oh, I just did. Damn. Lets rephrase, I don't want to continue doing anything artsy for today. Just not in the mood. Maybe I'll do some vector art tomorrow. And yeah, I think I'm going back to where I started, Drama....




Listening to the acoustic version of Rick Price's Heaven knows. Songs like this makes me feel all mushy I must admit. Why can't artist come up with songs like this nowadays? I just don't see why there is such a drastic change in this musical era. Must be the environment we live in. I don't know. Any suggestions? Okay, I'm going back to Lemar's Tick Tock. Nice song.

Just a random picture that I took weeks ago, during Drama's barbecue outing. I've got no idea who the couple is but I just like the position they are in the picture as a whole.



I spent the whole day at home today. Was suppose to go to Natasha's house but had to be home to take care of my brother and to clean up the mess in my room. Had plans to go to grandma's house too but that didn't happen as well because we couldn't possibly be carrying a sick boy around with us now, can we.

So I behaved myself and cleaned up my wardrobe. It took me three days to finish up the mess. Today was the third day and I'm glad its done and over with. Now to maintain it for as long as I can. I have this habit of leaving it untidy if I don't have the time to clean it. That's pretty bad. Next on the cleaning schedule was my cupboard which I thought needed some doodling on it. So I did a little drawings here and there to make it mine.




I actually have more drawn on the cupboard but I was lazy to snap a picture of it. I dropped the idea of continuing doing the doodling session cause I wasn't really in the mood to draw. I usually do my best when I'm in the mood. I wanted to use acrylic paints but I lost my whole box of it. Must be somewhere hidden behind some files but I just couldn't find them anywhere in sight. Soon, it will be done. Ah, that soon word. Just doesn't seem to work.

So feeling artistic all of a sudden, I decided to snap pictures of my toys.







Was watching Channel News Asia and I saw this photographer who does black and white portraits of woman. His pictures were of cause much stronger in terms of impact to the audience. I think its hard to portray good pictures in black and white. Though it may seem easy but in fact, its hard. Its not all about getting rid of the colors, but instead more of getting the right subject to fit the bill. This picture was taken in class while I was trying out my camera focus.

I love this picture is because, firstly, I love the subject in the picture. Secondly, just look at those eyes. Its like as though she was saying, "what's that?" Those curious, wondering eyes. At the hint of her lip goes well with it. The hair also adds some depth to the whole thing. That's why I just love this picture.

This was taken months back but I just took it out after watching that short story about the photographer. This wasn't staged too. I just snapped pictures of her while she was doing her work. She knew I was taking pictures but she didn't stop to pose. Not even a second. So I guess I found something new to work on. I want to work on people's facial expressions. Hmm, maybe on my next project....




Currently looking for new songs to add to my current play list. Apparently, I've been missing out alot on main stream songs cause I hardly listen to the radio and I don't check up regularly on the artist. I don't have a favourite artist or a fixed genre. I listen to practically everything. I depend alot on friends and people who blast their stereos in class. But guess what, its the freaking holidays! So, I'm left alone to do my own little research. And the best thing is, I am an idiot when it comes to the titles of the songs. I wouldn't know the title of a song I like, so I would have to Google words found in their chorus which I think makes up the title. Like they say, good things will come in the end. Is it? Not sure about that line but somewhere along that line.

I had a job interview in Sentosa at 4 pm. The time was 2 in the afternoon and I had 2 hours to burn. Do the math, ain't that hard. I was walking around Vivo City when I remembered that my friends from Delifrance are working there too. Went to meet Khai who was working in Pacific Coffee Company. I usually give surprises to my friends cause I don't like to disturb them when they are working. Obviously, the guy couldn't recognized me due to the new hairstyle. Found out that the kid's going to enter army soon. Very soon. Next Friday to be exact. Guess I met him at the right time. All the best man.

Heard from him that our ex manager/sister's friend/ex school mate of mine is working a few steps away from where I was. She was working in some cafe. She was pretty shocked to see me as well. But hey, I just came to say hi and that's it. Its nice to meet up your old friends and to do a little catching up. Its just a sign to say that you're being remembered and that we will keep in touch if there is a need to. To end the whole 'catching up session' met nenek at Harbour Front Center. I call her nenek cause that's what she asked us to call her. She's actually called Auntie Annie and she's 70 I think. Yes, she is still working and she is working in Delifrance bistro. I wouldn't want to do that when I get to that age. I would rather be at home resting my ass after years of hard work. I guess she just loves moving around.

So I've met most of my old friends except Kakak and Fadilah. I don't really know where they are exactly but I only heard stories about their whereabouts. I will find them eventually. Soon. I hope. Met the lovely dovey at 3 pm and we headed to the interview together. I decided to drag her along so we could work our asses during the holidays.

The interview. Well, err. I don't want to talk about it cause there's nothing much to talk about except I think the only people who were most vocal during the group interview are my lovely dovey and myself. I think its the RP syndrome. We got out of the board room and decided to meet the people who were working at Delifrance. Wonderful people indeed. We walked around for awhile and ended up eating McDonald's at Harbour Front.

Something strange happened today which I think is really really cool. There wasn't much talk going on between the two of us for the whole day. We kept quite for most of the time but there was this aura around us that made me feel good. She didn't have to say anything but I know deep inside, she cares. I didn't have to say anything and she knows I'm in love with her. Maybe it was the way we held each others hand and the look we gave. So, maybe its true. More than words to show how much you love someone.....




If you're asking me what am I blogging about, or about to blog about, my definite answer would be I don't know. While I'm typing this down, I'm actually thinking about what to talk about next. Makes me wonder how people can actually update daily and still make their readers look forward to the next blogger's post. Beats me. I just talk about whatever I want, under the sun. So I really don't know why you people come back for more. No offence of course, but its nice to know that people read what you want them to know. I say 'want' cause if you didn't want people to know, it would be called a diary then. Agree?

So rather aimless now about what to blog about. So let us think. I'm listening to some opera which I think is really really nice. I don't know why I'm listening to opera but I just find it very emotional. I think music has changed alot over the ages. In the past, it was all about life and love. Now its all about how much life sucks and making love. What's in for us in the future? I could give you a classic example...



See what I mean? Ain't that scary. You don't have to ask if you can make love with someone. All you do now is just assume. Well, according to Akon that is. Oh yeah, just in case you didn't know, the song from Akon is I wanna love you. The original version is called I wanna fuck you. The lyrics differ a little too so go and check it up in case you didn't know. Now, don't you think it's a little troublesome to come up with two versions cause you have to make a clean song so that you're song can be played on air? You might as well keep it to one song. Funny people.

But in case you're looking for something different, do check out Gym Class Heroes. Pretty cool band. Genre? Hip hop? Rock? Rap? I don't know. You got to hear them then decide from there about what genre they are playing. Anyways, I got to go now. I'm sleepy...




I don't know what to say... so yeah. Bleargh....






I was reading Cleo magazine with my girlfriend the other day. No, actually she was reading it, I merely answered her questions. It was this 'Finding Mr Right' column that she found really interesting. There were different types of 'Mr Rights' out there apparently. Off hand, I could name a few. Mr Talented, Mr Popular, Mr.... Okay, I kind of forgotten the types but I think you know what I mean. The point is, do girls need to find the right type so that they will live happily never after? I mean, well yeah, we all have our own little preferences but classifying men (or women) into such categories wouldn't sound nice. The thing is, people might want to be classified in a category they think may attract the opposite sex and thus leading to more people being untrue to themselves. Now do you see the chain reaction? If you're asking me about why I'm bringing up such a topic, to be honest, I don't know. It just crossed my mind 10 minutes ago and I thought it was pretty cool.

Okay, another point, which I just thought of after finishing the previous point, why are RP students not supportive of the things that are being organized by the school? Like for example, Dance Night 06. Only a handful of students turned up and the people who turned up are the friends of the performers for the night. I came up with this theory of mine. Its just an idea. May be right, may be wrong but still, its the idea that counts. You got to read this carefully, cause I don't want any form of misunderstanding or whatsoever. Yeah right. Fug whatever you want to think lah.

Lets compare it with Temasek Polytechnic. I attended their Jam & Hop event 2 years back. Jam & Hop is something like a night where the school throws a party for the students and also secondary students who intend to come toTemasek to study. The idea is to get the kids excited about coming to Temasek. The thing is, their students really know how to throw a party. The crowd was good, the band were not really magnificent but tolerable and the whole feel is like as though you're attending a rock concert which you paid $50 for. But if you came for something done by RP, err... I don't want to say so much.

See, RP students were raised in such a way that there is maximized interaction between all students. When I say maximized, I mean really maximized to the extend you know half the school's population. Okay, I exaggerated that point but you get my drift. All the students are placed in the same common modules in the first year and the schools (SEG, STA, etc) are clustered with each other. There is no such block called the STA block or the SIT block. Good thing is, we get to know people of the different species. Bad thing is, we get to know people of the different species. There's nothing to look forward to!


Stereotyping is okay cause its just used to categorised people. Its usually the common things that they share that brought about this whole stereotyping business. Like, people who wear tapered jeans are Mats. Well, yeah it is true cause Mats do wear tapered jeans but not all of them are. It can be harmful if used wrongly and I am not going to show an example. This ain't no class. But do read up on it. I feel like as though I am educating children. But besides the whole stereotyping thing, back to where we started. So inTP , they say that all the hot chicks are from the Business School. And when they say hot, they do mean it. I don't know how true this is but its what they told me. They even try their hands on getting their numbers. That's how hot they thing the girls are in that school.

They don't get to see the girls on a regular basis. RP is the only polytechnic who has a common timetable for the kids. So they have to find a time to watch this girls come in and out of their schools. Their school plans it in such a way that the traffic flow is constant and there will not be any human jams. Now I'm wondering how 8000 students are coming to RP when the new semester starts. So, events such as Jam and Hop is the only time when the students get to see their other school mates. Do you get the whole picture now? That's why the students are supportive of their events. Don't talk to me about numbers here. If you're talking about numbers, RP has the least but shouldn't it be more easier to get a smaller group compared to a bigger group down for an event?

"let's go man, we might be able to see the chicks!"

That could one of the many reasons they would give. If a person in RP were to say that...

"let's go man, we might be able to see the chicks!"

"what chicks? the chicks have grown up to be chickens! I know them lah, they all at block W1"

So, I don't know the real reason but this is just a theory after much thought and observation. Anyways, enough said. I think I had my point delivered. Its stay home Tuesday for me today. I decided to try my hands on vector art again. Did this in about 2-3 hours. When they said patience is part of the art, I thought they were kidding. I'm still working on it so yeah. Soon would be the best answer to give to a question about when it would be completed. Pretty obvious that its still in the working stages cause you don't see the other parts of the pictures and also the ears are a little weird in terms of colours. This is my first shot at vector art so give it some time. I'll try something else...







I've got a new hobby. Its called doodling. Doodling is a form of art whereby you don't know what you're drawing but in actual fact its representations of what you think and feel. Yeah right. I don't know who the hell came up with that theory but seriously, people who doodle now know bloody well what they are drawing. Well, maybe not all, but doodling art is getting rather popular now so I guess I'll try my hands on it too. You got to go go check out Ee Shaun's work while you're at it. He's a doodle artist and he's from RP. Pretty beautiful doodling he's got in his site so do check it up. Its in my links galore if you must know.

But besides the debate about what is real art and what is not art and I think junk is still art, take a peek at what I did during my religious class. I had to keep myself awake so I decided to doodle. I was inspired by the floor. Pretty weird I must say but I really had no intentions to doodle. I just looked at the floor and I saw a figure. I decided to pick up my pencil and started drawing what I thought I saw. Then there you have it. Doodle art. I started to draw more after looking at things around me and things that came up to my mind, like the blowing of bubbles. I seriously don't know what had come up to me but it just felt nice to let the imagination go wild. I was really engrossed in it that I actually drew more at Long John Silvers and while I was having a meeting at Coffee Bean. That's how addictive it is. Everything was inspired when I was looking around and talking with the group. You'll have to click at it to enlarge it cause its pretty small. Go ahead. Comment.



So after all the doodling and figuring out what else to draw, the meeting ended and yes we finally have a story to work on for our FYP. Its a really confusing story but we will manage. I think I'm stuck with one of the best teams so far. I don't think highly of the group but its just that we give and take which I think is good. Compromising is a good thing though I think I talked too much at times but still, everyone's idea was taken in and built up on. No pushing away of ideas or commenting on it. I just feel so loved. Like seriously, how often do you get a team who never argues. Well, maybe not now but while the honeymoon is still on, lets just keep it and maintain it that way. Besides, I've got people like Natasha, Zul, Lionel and Khalis on board the ship. Could anything go wrong? Oh yeah, the Titanic sank while everyone was busy making love. And I actually had a small debate with the girlfriend about the sinking of the Titanic. Actually not the real event but using the Titanic as an example for a problem. A little side tracking won't do any harm.

Enough talk. I feel artistic today for some apparent reason. Walked around Esplanade park and Clarke Quay (if that's how you spell it) Snapped a few pictures. I never did know that Singapore is pretty beautiful in the evening. Well, that's a lie cause I know its beautiful but who would have guessed that it was this beautiful. Like before, again, Comment.














I was reading my emails when I came upon this. Its an old email that has been around for quite some time but sure is funny. Take a look.






I wonder why people do this. I had a teacher once who told me that he drew a cartoon on his O' Level paper cause he thought the question was too easy. A turtle to be exact. What the hell? I would have loved to make a fool out of the exam markers but I seriously think there is a limit. NOT. Its just funny to see people make a fool out of exam questions.

Was out with Natasha in the afternoon to watch a show at the National Library. Its called Titoudao by Toy Factory Productions. If you have the time and money to watch it, I would recommend you do it. Seriously. The show revolves around Pamela Oei, who is such a wonderful actress. She basically plays a sixty year old wayang actress who tells her story about how she started becoming a wayang performer to being a star. Its part Hokkein, part English and a little Malay. There are subtitles at the side so yeah, go ahead and watch it. Runs till 31^st March. Still got the time to save up some cash. If you're asking me about the prices, err, I got the tickets for free thanks to Wan Cheng. So you'll have to go to sistics to find out the price tags. Should be affordable. I think. Performances like this usually cost a little more but worth the time. Its two hours long with an intermission of 15 minutes. Worth it right?

Walked around aimlessly till we ended up in town. I have such an adorable girlfriend. So adorable I just can't seem to get the words out right. And see, I can't even blog anymore after I mention her. Sheesh.




Please don't ask me where Part One is cause there is no Part One. I just felt like typing it down just for fun. Let's just put it this way. The blogger is currently very high. God knows why but he is feeling very hyper today for some apparent reason. And I just LOVE using this word. Apparent. I don't know why but it just feels so useful. And did I tell you I just LOVE the answer I don't know cause it answers all questions. Now, need a dictionary to tell you what is happening now?

Either ways, lets start this stupid daily blog routine to tell the whole world about my adventures today. Today, I went out. Then after I went out, I came home. The end. Okay fine, I went to some ITE roadshow to meet the kids from ITE Simei. Was with Tim and we hanged around to see them perform. Now I'm wondering, when the hell is Beats Encore going to reach that level. Don't get me wrong, I think my babies are good, very good indeed but just committed to something else. They are there, physically but mentally, I honestly don't know. Good point that Tim brought up, each group has their own good and bad points. Either ways, I still love my babies. Okay fine, I won't call them my babies. My girlfriend told me to stop calling them that cause its becoming a habit of mine to call them that and also if I call them that, they will be forever acting like Babies to me. Aiyah, this Daddy needs to take a honeymoon. Anyone? Fine, I'll go on my own.

Went with Tim to the Esplanade to come up with a new beat. We did come up with something and I've decided to call it 'The Tim Master Piz'. Trust me, in time you will understand the whole meaning of it but I think we did a pretty good job in doing the beats thing. I still don't see why people can't stay true to one thing. Hmm, random thought but yeah, I think I get my own idea.

Met my pretty girl at around 6.30. Went to Swee Lee before that to do some shopping for the group. I was there looking around for stuff and I hope the Babies will love the new stuff. Bought a few stuff. I didn't really buy it but I made an invoice. Now, all we got to do is wait and this will take forever to happen. They say all good things come at the last. Err, or something around that line.

Prissy and Wan Cheng was there too. Prissy went around shopping while I waiting outside the 'This Fashion' shop with my Djembe practicing the new beat. Oh I just love Prissy cause she can really make me scared. But what can I say, I make her worried at times too. Adorable family they have. I don't know what the hell I'm saying. I really got to hit my head.

Err, okay I'm done! Woohoo. And the best part is. This time, it's really 11.59 pm!





I always had a thing for graphic design since my secondary school days. I even forced had my art teacher to teach me a few tricks about it. He was a graphic designer before he became a teacher so it was really nice of him to go the extra mile. Now, three years after the whole affair, I finally get to do what I want to do. Design something.

Met Mr Vijay to work. Apparently he wants us to work on a brochure for his organisation. Us here refers to Khalis and myself. The APD team was suppose to work on this too but they couldn't make it, so I guess its only left with the two of us. Soon, it will only left with one and that's me cause Khalis has got work to do with PA. Damn.

I think what Varian said is true. Varian is one of the facilitators in my school. In the real world (makes me wonder if school is a dream) your client wants everything his way. He may change the words he uses but at the end of the day, its he's work and not yours entirely. I don't blame them cause as a client, I too would want something that I think will work for me. So there we were trying to figure out how to be as creative as possible but still sticking to his ideas. I came up with this an hour ago which I think will make a little difference. He had a problem with the printing company thus I have to design the whole thing black and white. Am I happy about it? Did I tell you I love black and white!


He's is a master of yoga or something along that line. This is just an idea. Mr Vijay wants it to have a sunflower theme. Hmm, maybe a small sun flower at the side would do some justice. I hope its okay cause I kind of ran out of ideas to work on the small brochure which is still tentative in size. Grr. I don't really like working without anything concrete. But anyways, I love my job. Cause it pays... good money.




I feel like blogging about anything and everything today (which is a total lie cause I'm half asleep now) I think I've officially gone ding dong in the head but I'm still in one piece and not ready for action. I don't know where to start or how to end but I'll figure something out along the way.

Firstly, I would like to apologize to the people who can't read my entries (I don't even know how many people actually read it) Apparently, if you access my blog via Internet Explorer, there will be an error in page message. I think that is what you will see but yeah, I'm not going to do anything about it cause I'm just not in the mood to try to figure out how to solve the browser problem. So sorry if you're still stuck with IE. Upgrade yourself with FireFox and start surfing the web with style. Oh yeah, you wouldn't even be able to read this to heed my advice. oh fuck Damn.

Just in case you're wondering, yes I have a new hairstyle now. No more long curly hair. I look more like a freaking Mat now but its not cool. Yes, I also look younger and yes I shaved my beard and yes, I intend to grow it longer like the old hair style cause I feel much older and also naughtier. Just thought I answer some common question asked. I decided not to do the fin hairstyle already cause my hair has grown a little longer now so the fin has started to develop little curls. Yes, it curls.

Yesterday was fun (I don't care if I whacked all the rules of composition or good writing structures shit whatsoever, I just feel like jumping onto any wagon which comes along) I met Natasha, Gurmit, Irene and Shivani at Vivo City. They went to watch Dream Girls. I met them after their show. To be honest, I think Vivo City is huge but boring. So boring, I had to make the words bold and underline it with HTML codes. That's how boring I think it is. Oh, I forgot the CAPS. And for kicks, I'll add in the exclamation marks. BORING!!!! I think when they were building the damn shopping mall, all they thought were tourist cause there's nothing there that is really locally appealing. Okay maybe a few but its like a ghost town during the weekdays. That shows how much the people think of their local malls. Its either boring or just plain expensive. We Singaporeans were born to see the word sale in lines that we read. For example, read the following passage and spot the word.


Now do you get my point? We were raised to get the best out of everything. Explains why top scorers commit suicide. They simply think they are not good enough for their parents. Or was it another reason? Sorry then, dead people can't really talk so we all can safely assume the idea that I just brought up.

I would have loved to go on and on and on and I think you get my point but yeah, I want to sleep now cause I'm feeling very very tired after all that work out. Aherm, so yeah. Good night.

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