ma'am, how intuitive u are

not too shabby

"some things are better left unsaid"
thats the title of a composition i was offered in secondary school.
till today i have no clue what to write about.
but maybe now i might have a rough idea.


and for once i dared to admit i was blogging about someone to that someone.
so clever, since it was only the title only.

maybe im growing.
but then again. im still MAd.

some things are better left unsaid.

quote ian:

next time someone asks me where are my chicks.
i'll tell them they died of bird flu.


econs, stress. ttyl.

a muggeration

thanks mark,

for coming to my place tt night after supper.
smokes and chats on my balcony felt damn good.
fuck the time and the stuff we had the next day.
it was just nice to talk about girls and other irrelevany stuff aye.


you should be an eastie boy.



exams start tmr. wish me fortitude.

sometimes u get a dose of your own medicine. DJ outofwhack vs catty eyes. 

mind matters

nothing really intirgues the mind more, than toying with the idea of fixing something, which is spoilt.

i love you

i must be a commitmophobe.

or maybe just selfish.
cos when i look back i recall to how many people i've said those three words to, regardless whether it was frivolous or sincere. the count stands at two.



well least a post about love to break the trend.

从前从前 有个人爱你很久

但偏偏 风渐渐

把距离吹得好远

好不容易 又能再多爱一天

但故事的最后你好像还是说了拜拜

this is getting stupid.

i just asked a friend not to talk to me anymore.
a friend friend lah. not acquaintance or some frivolous friend.

whats up with everyone ah. acting up cos its exams?




my socially active days are done. from here.
no longer weiguo the motherfucker who'd bend over to make the whole world happy.
if i like you, i might talk to you.
if i see no need to say anything, i wont.

"oh hey how have u been?"
ah fuck you lah. i dont give a shit honestly. you couldve had your head torn to pieces by a barbarian and i couldnt give a rats ass.

"hello"
and goodbye you lowlife scum



last point. please dont ever ask me who im blogging about. not now. not ever.
that threatens the existence of this blog. so if anyone asks me again i'd know you want my blog shut down. if u ask me if its you im blogging about, its probably you. cos your insecurities and suspicions would have given yourself enough reason to doubt your good behaviour.
so to you ms chua, hope its satisfactory.

you can cook the water under my feet for as long as you like.
but if u try to boil my feet for lunch, its gonna come kicking.
if however, u really wanna try. make sure my feet never come out of your pot.
sorry i spoilt the soup.

guys guys

we can do without girls.

they're so full of absurdities.





FUCK YOU, AND YOU. AND YOU.

dailey baileys.

time has a way of making bad things better, and good things bad.


i never figured a way to classify my friends as good or bad.
only close, or not so close.

besides, those who r bad would probably wont remain friends for too long right?
its my duty not to be friends with them.

friends who take you for granted, and treat you frivolously are the sort who should be left alone.
let your magnanimity extend itself and give them a chance, but once its expired, let it be like a burnt wick whose candle had forsaken him.

this chapters closed.

man with the midas touch

house modem spoil
3 days no internet.

lost phone.
no sms no calls indefinitely

cut on foot sailing 470
limp one day

hello girl on same bus as me but i too pissed to say anything
bruise one week. maybe more.


when luck deserts you. or when you are plain careless. put your head down and keep going.
keep goingkeep goingkeep goingkeep goingkeep goingkeep goingkeep goingkeep goingkeep goingkeep goingkeep goingkeep goingkeep goingkeep goingkeep goingkeep goingkeep goingkeep goingkeep goingkeep goingkeep goingkeep goingkeep goingkeep going

random stuff

i played ban dao tie he on my i tunes 781 times and counting.

an jing is stagnant at 366

bu de bu ai is catching up with 100 now.

the girl with the crooked smile.

its amazing how u look from afar and stare at her. in all her beauty or whatever which attracts u to stare at her. how u fantasize about having a word with her over a coffee. or just saying hello makes your spine tingle.


never let that feeling escalate though. cos when you've lost that status quo. all girls will do is take liberties with you. call me a girl, but im not your average wussy guy who'd bend over and just be treated like shit. i never treated you like shit, so dont start with me today.


thanks liwen and amanda, tonight was great seeing you guys after so long. im so happy seeing u guys again. i couldnt be fucked if u were boys or girls. its the happiness which really matters to me. no shit attached.

happy birthday shaun part2. althought seriously i enjoyed victorias secret the most tonight.
night folks. no more clubbing this month. its time to get on with work. less people. less shit.

people=shit.

i'll do my best, can do no less

this weeks sport forum movie discussion is on chariots of fire. a show i watched many many years ago. i think i mistook it for the roger bannister and his 4min mile record. but i watched both for sure. im sure jasmine would agree we would have prefered better seats though.

eric liddel said this before he boarded the ship for france "i'll do my best, can do no less" with ease and confidence which belied a man who ran for GOD. somehow i really relate to that statement, and its something i find comes very easily to me.

then went for a one hour AIA talk which purely wasted time and got 10 bucks for sitting through it. not bad for an our of "focus group" nonsense with some AIA dudes. anyway tonight@ shauns place for bday part 2. be there or be square.

random pic. greg and boo's bday. 

claire teo welling

tom wellings' sister.

aye i know my tagboard hates u and theres nothing i can do to fix it.
anyway there's an aussie trip i wanna go for may 19-27.
im gonna try for it and if i go, a visit will be in order.

-enough love?, cai.