maybe i, dont say it as often as i should.

post?

gosh it feels abit weird. anyways, gotta leave for training. just some thought i'll leave u guys with to just satisfy your read for like 5mins..

regarding annas post www.piecesofanna.blogspot.com and shauns powerful 1115 word reply @ www.isleptwithsanta.blogspot.com

i just feel that girls ask for the pain and suffering. and guys just facilitate it. besides, everything guys do are quite predictable and girls are always the mis-understood and mis-read and mis-construed. maybe there's a reason why they're called missys....

why cant we all see, that girls are bitches and guys are bastards, and there's no bright and cheery way to look at it? only thing is when it dont work out, girls bitch and whine to no end about the same issues. i say fine if u feel victimized. cant possibly blame yourself when u feel so shitty right? but if it happened to you, try to fix it from within la. trying to blame the entire bastard population or some guy who just happened to fit the bill of a typical stupid idiot which im so proud to be really isnt possible lah.

so quit kaopehing anna. dont let guys hurt you. if u got hurt, u let yourself.
girls hurt guys too, we just dont bitch about it and not let it happen. AGAIN.
dont associate loving someone with opening yourself to getting hurt.

i particularly like shauns bit bout polling the cyberparkers. HOW TRUE!
each of us got hurt and stung by girls. but rather than keep it on the surface, we let it go.
looking back im thinking, poor ian jh greg shaun and cai. but its not on the forefront of our minds at all, but hidden somewhere in our minds, reminding us to treat the girls nice next time, and dont repeat the same mistakes. not being any extra cynical, but just wiser. that particular girl and me is like OVER. but it isnt the end of the world as it seems with girls sometimes.
the guys are always damn sweet to girls i can tell you that. the personal touch and niceties come out differently for sure, but as a group we never say "we're gonna screw ur lives up"
but often, as shaun says, words like
: why she hasnt smsed me back?
: i think no chance already lah
: eh should i ask her out tmr?
: caiiiiiiii, no hope already! how?
: i got no money to go out with you guys, but tmr i still wanna go out with her.
and the best was, 2004 new years celebration, at shauns house, as the 5 of us lay in shauns room, the usual goodnight everyone, and a goodnight to the special girl in each of our hearts too!

and as each of the girls name were read out, didnt that put some warmth in our hearts, and left us sleeping sweetly with a smile, and the hope that the day where it all HAPPENED comes true.

and yes, from a group of bastards they say. YEA.

but i must say, to most of the girls who read this, i dont think you're that kind.
as for the girls i ever had a thing for, u NEVER did that whiny stuff. maybe thats why i thought u were special?
all my sch friends and cyberparkers prob know my preference for girls is abit weird. but the conventional types are slightly too bitchy for me thats for sure. ian baey if u read this im sure u understand. oh yes lastly, i'd like to claim credit for what i came up with originally.

guys suck and girls are suckers


what you think affects what you do,
what you do affects what you become.

change your mindset today.

you were right.

i really should sleep. its past 3am and i need rest. haha was readings sueanns blog and shes like so happy, its umm. unnerving. haha wahlao i wish i were as happy as her sometimes.

anyway i Am HAPPY today. will start with the sailing so those not interested can read on.
-first time since exams started so abit noob. SA took their boat and stuff back and some of my stuff so i was abit peeved. took sengleongs boat out for a spin today. it was funny cos he boat was naked. no traveller no block no hiking strap line no powerpack front pulley no nothing. so i spent loads of time fixing up all these nitty gritty stuff. and by the time i launched, the whole world like started sailing already. anyway there was a national squad race organised by the coach and he got some sponsors lah. super haphazard and lame. but i think they waited for me to start cos i was LAST to appear. anyway i won the first race by a hair. on a radial too. thats such a boost cos my sail is smaller than those sailing the full rigs. after 30 mins of sailing, i beat marcus by a hair. colin was third on another radial. colin is the pro. seriously. if i can beat him consistently i will turn pro also. anyway i was lucky in the second race and lost to colin by one position cos the bloody wind dropped. oh did i say IM FAT too?. haha. nvm strong winds i rape them.
and i beat colin again in the 3rd race so i won the radial category! haha. so my prize is the neilpryde bag u see there. big-assed bag.

on a side note: calvin and junhao joined us today. calvins the 2004 byte WORLD CHAMPION and junhao finished second at the byte worlds this year. im all for good performances so singapore can get on the world map, but they sucked. yea world champion who sucked. trust me. it was so bad, it was like Brazil vs Singapore. im disappointed. k nvm i settle myself first, then when manyi gets back from sea games i'll ask her to train her bro to be as pro as her.
im not bullshitting or showingoff btw, i assure you.

i guess im happy cos i beat poor colin, who dropped his heartbeat monitor into the sea today. (the type runners where around there torsoes). hes a good bet for asian games and the future, so beating him today on my half fucked sail was an achievement. towards bigger things. then lan was quite cock with the sailors. sengleong mentioned me sailing the Hobie with him which is even more cock. oh well, exams are out. sailing is in. club anyone?




okay on another note: today i was mean to mandy, and rude. dunno what i was trying to say but it didnt come out right. im sorry k. today just wasnt "talk to cai" day. not like anybody else did. haha. but i like your silly spirit and i'll still marry you no matter what. <--( is that a good recovery line?)
and to charkwa: think your blog kinda spelled it out quite clearly how you're feeling. no sweat k. things always turn out for the better. and quit thinking so much already. if we could accomplish things just by thinking, we'd be friggin einsteins by now.

NeilPryde mesh bag. 

my buds.

actually right, psst. my exams finish already.

But, being the good friend i am, here goes my post. its all true:

exams is a pain in the ass, everyday mug mug mug then go school and fuck up the exam. 25mark question also cannot see. gosh. i wanna go and chiong and play when the exams finish, but the results come out i sian already. i cant wait for the exams to be over, aiya fuck NUS. anybody gotta problem with that?

haha im so stressed from exams, im going sailing. i'm slack so shoot me.

NUS sucks. whats new?

reading sueanns blog about her birthday, i noticed that IVLE rearranged gives u LIVE!

someone shouldve told me earlier so i know better to keep going there in case i forget to LIVE.

happy birthday to you sueann. if u see this, great knowing such a bubbly girl and all the best with your special K and me with his sister. wahaha. happy 19th.

non exam stress

watch the young lions play soccer.

if u wanna die early of heart disease.

they do stupid things defending their goal.
cannot score when the ball is one metre from the goal line.
the lousiest players are agu casmir and precious ejyasureimgonnaspellitout?

lionel lewis, baihakki khaizan and khairul amri deserve some praise for putting in some real work tonight. shahril ishak and shi jiayi were okay, least not average, yet.

gosh when its 0-0 u feel like theres a bloody iron curtain at the goal mouth.
and the keeper uses black magic.

sadness

below was my very first attempt to draw the thoughts in my head.

of course humji say its stickboy because my art cannot make it.
and my head is even more screwed up.

guess thats the end of my drawing career, leave it to ian and shaun from now
haha..
the rest will just will just, stay in the head.

from stickboy.blogspot.com, click to enlarge.

drafting is illegal in ironman.

in a desperate attempt to recreate my face and neck,

the triathlon pangs are back. to be exact, the ironman pangs.

once im done with sailing,
its gonna be running, swimming and cycling.

i ask you ahhhhh

people put on weight, goes to their stomach, hips, thighs etc right?
how come gravity didnt help me and put all my fats in my face?
looking at old photos, i had a thinner face and not the fat fucker look now.
gym tones the body, not the face, and my healthy diet of laughs hasnt been reduced so i ask...

when i eat less will i get my old face back?

update update

right so i guess u all wouldve seen the sentosa trip, lots more photos if some poeple(i dunno who) didnt delete em off my cam. basically it was me and jh throwing a plastic disc around at will. and me tossing nicole into the water repeatedly at the expense of my shoulders. a fun day to forget about the nasty fna paper.

sunday wasnt too bad, i bummed the whole day away, played soccer(gotta paper tmr mind you), and the sailors played well!. there were 6 teams easily there queuing to play us, and not once did we lose a single match. we were slightly older then them, but probably like 10-15 games unbeaten, and they got pissed naturally so started celebrating everytime we conceded a goal(2 and we're out). scored a couple, mainly making sure sengleong didnt out score me cos he was barefoot and his hand was bandaged up pretty bad. when the malay guys who were more skilful came late in the day they finally knocked us out. but the next time we got in we got our revenge, and resoundingly too. trust me the sailors are all good soccer players. hong chris ri sl jackson ren dog, i mean seriously good, not acceptable kinda good, esp chris and ri. one epl one sleague aha.
chris hails from newcastle united youth team before he was forced here.

ok anyways MNO1001 tmr. sian.

sentosa!! at harbourfront hoping the weather will be good. 

the world may pass us by, but we will wait for our late companion. liwen. 

MUGGERS!  

liwen with her head firmly planted in the towel. WW3 end already she still there. 

some people like to take photos, some people like to make out, some, they just wanna chill out... 

"ahhh no more hoong keee, i dowanna live alreadeee" -unknown stranger 

"this dude's hair is poking me, to bite or not to bite? THAT is the question" 

we did some reading, frisbee throwing and voyeuring. and the scenery was great. 

the sun, the sand and the sea. and the swarms of people. 

nice palm trees.. 

do they look GUM or what?. liwen still havent woke up. 

tired but happy campers.  

end of day, tired but colourful day at silose beach. damn same beach every single time. 

handsome face and fat face. and yes indeed we love SMU 

"i got the cab first so im the best, SO THERE!" 

girls gone HOME. 

photowhoring behind my back. using my cam 

and finally, the cabbers in one shot 

tmr got eggjams.

happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you.
happy birthday to, WEIGUO.
happy birthday to you.

steady bom pee pee. tmr exam sure A already.
siaoliao i know my birthday over very long already still singing this kinda song.

cai: siaoliao
ravel: dun worry
ravel: u are an officer
cai: WAHAHA
ravel: sure zai one
cai: u r damn funny
ravel: officer supposed to be calm.

...and he goes on telling me how calm will help me pass.
pro la. officer means can pass exams. PRO.

WHAT WE DO IN LIFE

ECHOES IN ETERNITY.

greg anna cai. random photo of the day! 

team analysis

this is a question i pose to all ex boy-friends, ex-girlfriends.
the latter only is applicable to me. just to clarify.


"how did close friends become distant relatives?"

PLAY THE ACCORDION OR DIE TRYIN. 

dammit

now i cringe when i come to my own blog.

-removed by author-

for those who know about the accident. there, HERE'S WHAT HAPPEN IF U ARE THINKING ABOUT GETTING CLASS 2B. not in the business of garnering hits, so those who cant take the gore, sorry.

charismatic churches

uknow i finally got it about school and education.

i've been cooping myself at home recently, just trying not to flunk my exams.
i wont do great, but i hope it'll warm me up for future mugging.

neither have i studied loads. over the past seven days, i barely did 10% relative to the jc days. but after 2 years of mugging, mugging some more for exams cant be that hard. here in NUS, its like 18 weeks of school, consisting of 16 weeks of sailing and slacking. and 2 weeks of mugging.

thing i realise is, even after all this studying, i dont feel fulfilled. i've studied yea great, but somethings lacking. and thats telling me there's alot more out there beyond those grades. and interestingly enough, it reminds me that education is like one part of life we gotta do. and treat it no more special than sports or church or leisure, but as with doing ANYTHING in life,

do it well.

singapore

oh my, here it is again, dad's hp ringing.
just now it rang while he slept. then some issue arose and it was quite bad i think he spoke to mom bout it. -whisperwhicsper-
last night dad was on the phone again whisper whisper.
this really unnerves me. i have exams. and i need peace.

moms sick and the mood, vibes emanting from my house is just shit.
sis hasnt been sighted in days.

times like these i wish i studied overseas wouldnt have to see all this nonsense going on.
not like the angmohs. any problem openly stated to everyone. this family is so introverted, starting with me. that everyone keeps everything to themselves, like they so damn great their problems are well within their control. i wish i were in timbuktoo or maldives university. just either play or study play or study. where external factors only include alcohol and girls. not moods, circumstances and unforeseeabilty.

i wanna break free.

...

amazing how small the worlds gotten.

if u read the papers today, u'll find that eddie guererro the WWE wrestler passed away.
reasons unknown. its really sad.

one of the more likeable people, good wrestler, and not those humji style guys with bigger muscles. i'll miss seeing him wrestle.

and for whats its worth.
I'M YOUR PAPI.

your thoughts and words only last for as long as they stay in your head

overtly beautiful. outwardly perfect.

but that didnt exempt you from feeling imperfect and searching for fulfilment.


in love you will find your answer.

in death u will find you answered wrong.

ANOTHER SWITCH WAS FLICKED

sorry i cant be like you.

im so sure who i am and what i am suddenly.
rigidity is a part of my life, together with accepting who i truly am.

this face and personality will stick with me for life.
with these traits, i'll take on the world.

Confucious Say

he's found her, but has she found him?

will she ever?





man whose watch falls into toilet bowl has shitty time.

phi phi dawg

sent the team off this morning at 8 for 3 weeks. hope they win shitloads of gold medals back.

went to town to walk around. went to smu for a talk for nsmen matriculating next year.
played lan.

u dont really care do u? neither do i actually.
so have a good day all. i should really study more.
but "care" really isnt the predominant word in my life.

how bout: self, me, purpose, indifference, time, improve.
note: "Care" was omitted from the list of pertinant words.

game, set and match

played tennis today. mainly. I SHOULD BE STUDYING! SOBSOBSOB.

sorry dot if i took out my shit on you today. havent had exams for 2 years. dunno how to deal with em. i made wizard of oz jokes bout her!! im so evil i will go to hell next sem.

anyways, tennis was great. i played with my spare racket. the one which ALL my friends in jc bought for me. i remember all of you man!
me and mr wu beat vivek and the vietcong guy! woohoo

that equates to NUS undergrad punk and 60 year old man beating one 26 year old banker and another 45 year old nuclear scientist. first set 6-4 and we were but 5-3 in the second before the lights went off. with my old racket we beat the two hard hitters baby. haha
i live for this shit. first chris' friend said i looked like a jc student. thats 18 and legal baby! then they said i musta played tennis for school. wah..
next thing they say i look like brad pitt also lah. haha joking. brad pitt looks like me actually.

woohoo. night all. love the air.

more half truths

90% of people who hate clubbing cant dance.

85% of people who hate sports cant do it well.

76% of people who dont play LAN dont know how to play.

42% of all statistics are made up on the spot and i've exceeded my quota.

some advice should not be taken.

http://www.intellectualwhores.com/masterladder.html

enjoy the laughs. for the record. i agree.

hypnotized

just a thought which sprung to my head, which could hold true.


communication is a starter for all relationships.
and for all boy-girl ones, its pretty important.

what i realised bout myself, before the relationship blossoms of course,
is that the more we communicate, the more i dont love her.
well u can say, because i dont love her, we communicate more.

for her, the more we communicate, the more she loves me.
and so there, once you know each others habits, for better or for worse.
the relationship begins.

do all guys work that way? hell. i dont know.
but i have that feeling, that i do.

what happens after getting together however, is something i have not had an inkling about.
so seriously, dont take what i say for real.

week begins. as as one particular professor i see everyday. he says "good news everyone!"
FARNSWORTH is his name. and i bid well to all you people out there.

blogging is NOT an activity/inactivity

you'll have to be doing something for least 1.5 hour to have been considered doing something. only then got shiok see. 6.25% of one day is considered significant. not really compared to 33.33% doing uknowWhAT. sleeping. that is.

its gonna take me less than ten mins to decide to blog, churn this post out, and click the orange Publish Post button below.

i've been sitting alone in this empty home for 3 straight days now. no school, no people. only one kitchen explosion. 2 hungry hammies. blaring music and some tv.

im gonna finish up organising my notes and maybe start studying.
studying is always a learning experience, about myself.



this blog isnt too bad is it? u come back every few days, u get a post.
but sometimes, u cant even count on that.

billyjoel--vienna

why do i always get the pretty psychos?  

coconuts cracking

my head is splitting open and it hurts like a machete blow on the head.
all this thinking and contemplating.
sometimes i think, why the variety? why the kaleidoscope?
it keeps hurting my head.

Overheated Core

I'm currently reminded of how it feels like, to be, SICK.

Feelings

Nobody to talk to.