the underdogs.

v interesting.
im listening to my friends sining on my itunes. next to chamillionaire and all.
if you're that friend. please send me more. busy as you are.

played dota abit more since the guys are back. and we got two new regulars with us manchi and poh. yday was a really funny day. the techie the enigma and the banana-me. managed to win a late game fight. totally surprised cos im the only late gamer and my melee heroes stink. zo's techie was pro. mark and his unorthodox enigma was pro too. was confirm gonna lose against an axe, silencer and syllabear. but with some luck we won. i dunno how also. think everybody fuck care already.
another game where me manchi zg and jh were up against greg shaun ian poh and mark.4v5. and we won. quite amazing.

i think its when you dont expect to win, you do better. and luck also does better for you.

learning to be less competitive.

im such an idiot. taking lessons out of DOTA.

macleods daughters.

i was watching tv right.
and this chick told some guy.

relating to his ex gf.

"it was a mistake right, otherwise u'd still be together"

kinda a brainless statement. which i agreed with initially,
and halfway from the tv room to my computer. i vehemently rejected that notion
what utter nonsense.

the experiences u share with someone shape who u are today.
how can an experience be a mistake?
especially when those experiences are good.

bogeyman

i wont say nice things to your ears.
i wont make it hard for you to leave.

cos if u leave, we wouldnt have to share the pain amongst two.
maybe disappointed,
but you wouldnt have to feel the pain i feel.

a chilling thought

people band together in cliques.
people come together as friends or family.
people live together.

when somebody moves on.
i mean, dies.
everybody feels the hurt.
grief, anger, sadness, loss.

but when u look around,
somehow that pain is shared.
common experiences keep people together.
like bonds in molecules.
strong as ever.

how about the person who is alone?
when all that pain is concentrated in one spot?
in the heart.
like the suns rays through a lens.
on your heart.

hahaha

my luck today really isnt too bad after all.
considering im a third world country in terms of financial situation.
poverty and all.

asked serena to buy lunch for me.
she gave me their leftovers.
wahlao almost coulndt finish.
shiok got chicken charsiew and roast pork.
heng today qataris left me alone.

on the way home got this nice dude from savoury fare.
lawrence
gave me a ride all the way home.
friendly and all.
wheres the nearest savoury fare?

indeed it was a good day.
lunch i saved $4
transport i saved $1.20.

yummy fare.
no bus fare.
i fared well.
what do u think?

I AM WORRIED

IF YOU RETURN TO SUNNY SINGAPORE BETWEEN THE 18TH AND 22ND OF JULY 2006,
AND U READ THIS POST.
PLEASE, PLEASE.

SMS CAI TAO KUAY AT HIS MOBILE NUMBER
WITH THE DETAILS OF YOUR FLIGHT.
THE INCOMING FLIGHT IN CASE YOU'RE A DIMWIT.

DONT SAY I DONT MISS YOU.
MY MEMORY IS FUCKING SHIT.

FOR THE UNINITIATED, AND MIDLY RETARDED.
ITS COS I WANNA RECEIVE U AT THE AIRPORT.
MACHAM MOVIE STAR YOU COMPREHENDO?

u get what u ask for. always.

a routine tennis game with mr wu turned horribly wrong today.
maybe 6-0 6-3 would be a good score.

the dude played well, attacked me. and forced me into alot of errors.
no excuses from me though. was far from my best.
both games i served first and he took a 3-0 lead.
which meant that he broke me twice.
thankfully i recovered in both sets to win 7-5 6-3.
but boy was it fun. real competitive tennis. and a workout too.
when im not sharp, tennis can be frustrating. i think 0 aces is a telling statistic.

more sailing with the qataris this week.
nicole ling and cyberpark. see you soon.

Rihanna-Unfaithful

Story of my life
Searching for the right
But it keeps avoiding me
Sorrow in my soul
Cause it seems that wrong
Really loves my company

He's more than a man
And this is more than love
The reason that the sky is blue
But clouds are rolling in
Because I'm gone again
And to him I just can't be true

And I know that he knows I'm unfaithful
And it kills him inside
To know that I am happy with some other guy
I can see him dying

I don't wanna do this anymore
I don't wanna be the reason why
Everytime I walk out the door
I see him die a little more inside
I don't wanna hurt him anymore
I don't wanna take away his life
I don't wanna be...
A murderer

I feel it in the air
As I'm doing my hair
Preparing for another date
A kiss upon my cheek
As he reluctantly
Asks if I'm gonna be out late
I say I won't be long
Just hanging with the girls
A lie I didn't have to tell
Because we both know
Where I'm about to go
And we know it very well

Cause I know that he knows I'm unfaithful
And it kills him inside
To know that I am happy with some other guy
I can see him dying

I don't wanna do this anymore
I don't wanna be the reason why
Everytime I walk out the door
I see him die a little more inside
I don't wanna hurt him anymore
I don't wanna take away his life
I don't wanna be...
A murderer

*‮٭‮its amazing how indeffrent i've become

*‮٭‮ok thanks to mavis i've found this silly this which reverses everything

*‮٭‮super waste of time lah. but cool nonetheless.anyway dog is spelt like god backwards. which is
*‮٭‮so blissfully blasphemous. i was saying about how i've changed over time. into an indifferent
*‮٭‮person, less loving and less caring. more preoccupied with my own well-being. and selfish. sad
*‮٭‮innit. i really cant be bothered about alot of things. and i know im waiting for someone to come
*‮٭‮and warm this heart of mine. but till then i can count all the ice cubes i've thrown at people
*‮٭‮instead of genuine care and a kind word. luckily i cant be fucked with things like this now. but i
*‮٭‮f i ever change, i know i'll be better for it.=]

bah bah budget.

hi all. those who come and see this blog. haha im behaving strangely cos its late and night yet im not sleeping. thanks for coming to see my blog. im in excess of 18888 hits. so happening right. dont worry half of them are mine. not bad not bad.


this post is not motivated by any thoughts or theories. just the writer experiencing blogging diarrhoea. i just wanna recollect all the good times i've had. and take stock of all the things i've inherantly and unfortunately taken for granted.

its kinda sad lately that the comments region have been left alone. is it the tagboards fault? but still alot of ex taggers also bo hiu this blog already. oh wells.

today i had dinner with a bunch of oldies. jap alacarte buffet. and espn on large screen facing me to alleviate boredom. i was stuffed man.
sashimi and beef extravafuckingganza,
forgive me if im rude.

today is july 15. july 19 ling comes back. july 21 the guys comes back.
today kristie flew. tmr limyiew flew. hopefully my gp tutor doesnt die after she reads this
flee fly fo flum. all i do is suck my thumb. they come and go come and go.
im like. anchored here with lead legs.

dawn and christie have started work.
the only thing im looking forward to is school.
new chicks. new modules. and hopefully, something a can look forward to everyday.

i've learnt recently i can be a very difficult person.
i've also learnt that im overtly insecure.
im amazed. but i am insecure anyway.
oh and above all. rational thought applies not to all things.
like relationships. and stuff
it should only be applied to critical decisions.

god help cai.

what a crazy world we live in.

after a torrid session of gym today.. involving lets see. 16 mins of static hold.
when im obviously sick and having a runny nose.
coaching was cancelled cos the bytes didnt show up. wtf eh.

so i see a grp of non-local, middle eastern looking people and they start talking to me
nice chaps.
i take my lunch out and start eating. lo and behold. kanninabehchaocheebye.
i forget my mom prepared pork chop. fucking clever cai.
i almost spat my gum out. actually i did.
and faster cover the food and make it disappear.

the leader, captain smth. asked me to eat.
and im like oh shit what if its not halal??

he's like:"pork?"

im like:"err yea thats why"

go ahead eat... eat... we dont mind.. hahaha.
and im like WTF MATE.
could this stereotype be wrong?
then the laser sailor is like. eat or i'll leave the table.
im like. what the fuck is going on mate.
oh and btw they are muslim. least i could do was be sensitive right. wahlao.
damn embarassing. and there we go 7-8 qataris egging this singapore dude to sink his chops into the pork.

im confused lah. and the gods must be crazy.

pissed off

im so hopping mad. i'll just borrow a post from someone. called trocadero.



"maybe the only time i'll ever get peace of mind is when they die.

sounds terribly awful but it'll sure as hell save us from this bullshit of a thing called life at home.

entertaining thoughts of leaving, flying, moving out daily.."



i cant even think.

2006 Juventus World Cup.

ok im sure most of you dont know im a juventus supporter.
(the italian soccer club kapish?)


and with the world cup closing, i'd just like to say how Germany 2006 is definitely the World Cup of Juve. No other club will come close to having a greater impact on any showpiece, and no other showpiece would more accurately reflect the club. Not Man Utd or Barca or Real or AC.

France vs Italy.

key player for les bleus? Zizou. ex juve captain

key player for Azzuri? none cos its been a team effort largely so far. Marcello Lippi the coach. ex juve coach

strong defence is the hallmark of every great italian team. and this one is marshalled by Fabio Cannavaro shortfart juve captain. also known as captain courageous.

strong defence is a new term for this stingy french backline. Cannavaros club teammate Lilian Thuram marshalled the french defence to perfection. doesnt put a foot wrong. thats Juve central defensive pairing for you.

italys right wing also belongs to juventus. gianluca Zambrotta and mauro german Camoranesi. basically italys hope of breaking down the French lies here. i wonder which clubs right wing uses the same players?. Juve.

frances attack is dangerous cos of two players. Thierry Henry and David Trezeguet.
latter of which is out of favour. but still irrepresible. dangerous player to have on the bench.
Henry i think i'll save my fingers. everyone knows he rules the goalcharts.
Henry was sadly a Juve discard. and trezeguet is Juve's top scorer currently

so whos gonna stop those balls from bulging the italian net?. Buffon
most expensive keeper in the world. also juves keeper.

italys has many attacking options this world cup. which is why they reached the finals. cos they dont have a player of henrys calibre. but look no further than alex del piero. an aging hero whose not half as fast as he was. but if he scores against germany. whats gonna stop him from scoring against france? he's Talented. and thats enough.

france has the midfield wizard in Zinedine Zidane. the juve god who cant stop scoring in finals. but people fear them because of the general who plays alongside the god. Patrick Viera. without which France will not win 2006. and without who woulld not have won '98.
ask any arsenal fan.


sidelines wise. besides Trezeguet on the French bench.
Angelo peruzzi the ex juve first choise is on the italy bench. along with filipo inzaghi. juve legend with del piero creating the most lethal partnership in serie A history.

that kinda sums up all the current and ex juve players playing in the world cup finals.
total of 7 current players will be on the field. and 1 ex player.
and that ex player is Zizou.
Marcello Lippi the coach who won countless SCUDETTI with juve will once again be watching his charges take on each other. as they have proven to the world that they're the best players once again. no matter who wins, juve has already won.

let no match fixing scandal take away the glory of the club. i wont deny the club can be quite kelong at time, buying refs and games. but the players play their hearts out. and juve may be relegated next season to Serie C. but nobody can stop a great club from returning to its heights.
look at fiorentina. they're back. and now they're gonna be thrown down again. if im their fan. i'd have died laughing.

so now all you Man Utd and fans from everywhere lah. bring your best players. look at this world cups performance. and see where your club stands. cristiano ronaldo, ronaldinho, ronaldo, rooney, gerard, lampah, ballack, shevchenko, john terry, rio ferdinand, figo, deco, fabregas.
ENJOY THE MATCH=]

Live

with all the dignity you can muster.

mark edward smith

my friend my uncle and a source of international laughter.

mark(to angmoh): goo daye eh old chap!

mark(to singapore): wah! sibeh shiok ah!





and his ultimate pickup line. (girls beware)

mark: hey girl, how u like your eggs in the morning?

girl: huh?? smlj.

mark: scrambled or fertilized?

RANDOM

PICTURES GALORE.



the captions are totally random.

im feeling exactly how this post looks.

5ive-- CLOSER TO ME.


in no particular order:

i do not look like this dude anymore.  

this is what i did today. pics not in yet. but similar lah 

training for wimbledon1007 

two balls between the feet. at all times. 

ha ha ha very funny. gregs picking jhs pocket. 

remember this day i was fucking pissed at everyone. and ian with a hand trying to fix it. 

im smiling. because i not a believer. 

greggggg, why u so dulan.  

mr t...where are you? 

a dogs life doesnt seem too shabby. 

or tired beyond recognition. 

i'd rather be max. 

where'd this guy go to? 

no more smokes either. 

and now i've lost my best friend. 

and i cant wait for school to restart. 

i feel like this everyday now. 

aqueous humor.

hey all.

just curious.
have u ever laughed really hard at nothing particularly funny.
probably because the person u laughed with so happened to be tuned into the same frequency?



am i just weird? but seeing zhen stumble over pronouncing meerebus.
thrice. was enough to make me cry. laughed till i cried of course.

meerebok, remerock, meborok..

i see. you see

maybe it'll be better for me.
if i woke up. and i couldnt see.



better for awhile. at least

de daddy derelictions

i know it doesnt exactly make sense, the title.
but daddy used that word. so i'll name this saga DDD.


everytime i ask for money. we have this disease. its called DDD.
where im irresponsible. and he's irrepressible.
makes for a shhitty combi eh.

now he's pissed off.
im pissed off too. but not as much. knowing its more my fault than his.


but sometimes.

you gotta be the person who can get through

to the person u wanna get through to.



and not just state your piece and expect people to get it.