Chronicles of My Ultra-Ego(s)

I'm an SWO

2008-09-28T20:34:00.005+08:00

I tell you, earning the rank of SWO is not fun............when it stands for "Senior Watchroom Officer". Well, unless your in the endurance of sleeping and sudden waking up to yell the station for a fire / ambulance call. Nonetheless, it's an opportunity to just chill-lax and...

indulge in a sinful feast of mooncakes!

How I showoff the power of my baobei 5mp K850i

Launch of Fudoshinryu Webpage

2008-09-27T01:58:00.002+08:00

Ah, finally.. Nuf wait, the temporary webpage for Fudoshinryu (Singapore) is up! Hopefully this gets the population at Queenstown CC Dojo up significantly.

Give it a click:

Fudoshinryu Ashihara Karate (Singapore)

(temporary site)

artist

2008-09-05T21:01:00.002+08:00

Scars and tears that would come onto you,

Remained as shadows of our appointment.

A blink of an eye broke one into two,

Leaving you and me a separate embodiment.

Who was the thief that crept onto you,

And stole your heart right under your sight?

A graceful dancer your body reminded you,

Who Tangoed you through that wonderful night.

The many that seek for you awaits your acceptance,

Stood hungry for the stunning look in your eye.

It was me whom those pearls belong to,

A masterpiece for an artist like mine.

You asked me to be yours but you can never understand,

The paradox that wraps all of my heart.

For many like you are paintings I've drawn,

Perfecting the brush strokes that would take these creepers apart.

Sherina - Jalan Cinta

2008-08-16T11:11:00.001+08:00

All of your troubled human heart
To give a tale on love's name
Tear beads on your every kneeling as if never enough to take care of me
Don't blind the heart to become a love that's untrue

You blow out verses of love for me
In between the silent nights

Forgiveness that you seek in all the doubts that had manipulated your heart
Will hopefully carry along your love

To my own self in the way and His blessings
Don't blind the heart to become a love that's untrue

You blow out verses of love for me
In the midst of the sun's heat and coldness of night
You climb for me verses of love to Him
Protecting and watching our tale of love.

Ayat -Ayat Cinta (Verses of Love) - Rossa

2008-08-06T12:20:00.005+08:00

Desir pasir di padang tandus
Segersang pemikiran hati
Terkisah ku di antara cinta yang rumit

Bila keyakinanku datang
Kasih bukan sekadar cinta
Pengorbanan cinta yang agung
Ku pertaruhkan

reff:
Maafkan bila ku tak sempurna
Cinta ini tak mungkin ku cegah
Ayat-ayat cinta bercerita
Cintaku padamu
Bila bahagia mulai menyentuh
Seakan ku bisa hidup lebih lama
Namun harus ku tinggalkan cinta
Ketika ku bersujud

Bila keyakinanku datang
Kasih bukan sekedar cinta
Pengorbanan cinta yang agung
Ku pertaruhkan

repeat reff.

Ketika ku bersujud

____________________________________________________________________

English translation

Hustling sands in the barren fields
Emptiness in the heart's thoughts
I am foretold among a love so complex

When my certainty comes
Caring isn't just about love
The sacrifice of love so great
That I risk

reff:
Forgive me when I'm not perfect
This love is impossible for me to avoid
Verses of love tell its tales
About my love for you

When happiness begin to touch
As if I'm able to live much longer
Still I have to leave away love
When I kneel and bow

When my certainty comes
Caring isn't just about love
The sacrifice of love so great
That I risk

repeat reff:

When I kneel and bow

JuMp!

2008-07-24T10:39:00.006+08:00

Ah, good morning people.

Please pray hard for me that I don't get activated back to station because of some lame physical recall...............

.................kinda like what happened yesterday.

Oh, the other 2 ROTAs got recalled to report back to station coz' the OC was feeling kinda emo with the whole station affair. So Daven and me had to be Starhub TV telemarketers for a good hour to manually call everyone back home. Yup, whether you're at home or lost in the big canal of East Coast park, you MUST report back to station.

What a horror.

And yeah, that whole thing was from 1pm up to 11pm. What happened? I guess I'm too lazy to be typing it here at the moment.

Anyways, up for some plunging news.

It is contrary to popular belief that fire station personnels "Zhuo Bo" while on their 24 hr standby in the station. While 45% of that is true, there are ROUTINES that we do to keep ourselves occupied and accustomed to the use of our equipment.

and I refer to Emergency equipment. No pun about it.

Sit in front of the station gates if you'd like to see crazy men running in sauna-suits (the firefighting gear) and orange helmets doing their drills in which C.A (Chemical Agent) exercises will follow.

This morning, we did

THIS!

and if you happen to be hearing Mat accent in the background thinking it's me.............................................

........IT'S NOT! (at least I think)

fun right? fun right? fun right? fun right? fun right? fun right? fun right? fun right? fun right? fun right? fun right? fun right? fun right? fun right? fun right? fun right? fun right? fun right? fun right? fun right? fun right? fun right? fun right? fun right? fun right? fun right? fun right? fun right? fun right? fun right?

click

2008-07-22T21:29:00.003+08:00

I guess there is no better subheading for this entry than....

S H O W-O F F!

blame it on my baobei Sony Ericsson K850i Cybershot with 5mp camera & Xenon flash which takes fantastic pictures where ever you go that you will never feel like buying a digicam anymore coz this by itself makes you feel that you already have a digicam and its so fantastic and.............

.......yah. It means it's a cool phone. =D..

let the pictures do the talking shall we?

couple of pics I snapped during site inspection @ Sungei Kadut.. somewhere...

My baobei cam went for another shooting spree when I met up with Flav and Kim for a "farewell" dinner before she leaves for Aus. I guess this was due to the pressure that I cannot lose out to Kim's $1k+ DSLR that he lavishly showed off even before the start of dinner.....which eventually DELAYED us from eating! Did anyone in the world know how many cells in my body died because of this lag in nourishment?!

They say one of the sticking points of being a man is knowing how to work your equipment. This picture shows how a woman does it. heh.

if you're up nearby Bedok Market do give a drop by @ Badouque. For sure, the great service and cozy ambiance enticed me, leaning my favors towards the incoming tummy-indulge later on. Food was generally ok i guess, with it's generous portions of meat (& i mean generous). Then again, it kinda thought me that I'm not a Euro food kinda person, so I'll be biased towards my Mee Rebus & other Mat dishes.

......and cam-whoring never failed to come..............

look at here smile for the 1st and last time on my cam. in due time, her cheeks will be inches thicker with FishnChips

it's either there was alcohol in the food or her past relationships have been really hysterical. lady, Mr Tony's married liao.

the controversial magazine that was banned here even before it got to Changi Airport.

Oh, they met a celebrity too.

what a flirt

Every sin had to be repented for and this is hardly different for the big dinner. And so we worked it off @ Karate class!

I'm fully convinced that we've to start a children's class to give better focus to the kids and allow better instruction to the adults, so I guess that'll come pretty soon. And oh, it's gonna be publicity season for Fudoshinryu, so snapping pictures and flashes will replace the dojo's kiai now and then.

yada yada yada....

So that's about it for now folks! Ok fine, I guess I've been worshiping this baby of mine for a little bit too much, but yeah. Apart from the undermateurish camera skills that I'm honing, this babe's a good snap n go companion. But do watch out the 8MPs that S.E's gonna unleash soon. They'll be a wicked bunch I presume. *wink*

SO.

Now, that was a lot to SHOW-OFF!

ciao.

correction to lion

2008-07-08T19:41:00.003+08:00

correction, the LION KING is actually known as "MANLION" (pronounced as mahn-lie-yehn).

next closest thing to Merlion if you've realized.

Lion Scare

2008-07-07T21:29:00.002+08:00

What a puuurfect way to spend THE first day @ the station.......

...SLEEPING...

Oh yeah, I so feel like a station personnel now!

Woodlands FS didn't turn out to be as bad as I thought it would be. Ok, the impression of it being an old, run down, kampong looking building still stays, but I would frame it in a nicer kinda way. Packed away from the hustle and bustle of the majestic estate of Woodlands, the fire station turns out to be one cozy retreat within the premise of the Woodlands Industrial Estate D (if you know where Baxter & Tech buildings are, they're neighbors to our little house).

Come to think of it, I'd probably give a different expression if you'd have asked me about being posted there. And there's only one person to blame for it: THE LION KING OF ROTA 1.

You see, the so called LION KING was my assessor for my final exercise towards the end of the course back in CDA and boy, did he leave an impression... I could recall him forcing repeats to the exercise, after roaring at us to do rounds around the camp prior to the actual exercise. And at the end of it all he told his sergeants:

"...if this boy ever comes to Woodlands FS, MAKE SURE his in OUR ROTA..."

and I was like:

"NNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
(lucky you could only hear this cry if you had a stethoscope)

When Lion King left the premise, his sergeants told me:

"...boy, don't you ever come to Woodlands FS..."

and I was like:

"so should I thank his sergeants for blocking me out or kill myself that I'm booked for doom?"

Well, at least we now know Lion King DOES have a reputation.

And believe me he really does....

to the extent that:

0630hours @ Home
DAD: Hey, take care for your first day today. Oh btw, if they asked you to choose the groups over there, make sure you either go to Group 2 or 3. DON'T go to Group 1. The WO is a bit strict.

groups: apparently he's not familiar with ROTA concept. But I guess he meant that.

a bit: A BIT???!!!! what do you mean by A BIT???!!

...and Dad, how in THE WORLD did you know about ROTA 1 and HIM???!!

o645hours @ Home
DAD: Ok, I'm leaving for work. Remember ya? Don't go to Group 1.
ME: ....*grumble grumble* Ugh, as if we can choose...

0745hours @ Station
ME: Hi good morning. I'm here to report for first day?...
SERGEANT: Boy, didn't I tell you NOT to come here??!!
ME: *grumble grumble* eerrr, then what you want me to do?
SERGEANT: Nvm, just make sure you don't come to ROTA 1. I'll bring you over to the watch room.

watch room: a room where people monitor calls and watch each other slack and sleep.

0755hours @ Watch Room
ME: Hi good morning guys.
SERGEANT: Hey, morning. Oh, what ever you do, don't come to ROTA 1.
ME: .....yea, I know...(wtf?)

0810hours @ Admin Office
SERGEANT: Ok, I'm gonna hand you some particulars forms, please fill them in.
ME: Alright.
SERGEANT: Oh, who was the DO for the exercise our station assessed?
ME: Eerr, me?
SERGEANT: Oh you. I think you're going to ROTA 1.

ME: (Fuck la)

DO: refers to DUTY OFFICER, the manager of a particular incident CD is activated for

0815hours @ Waiting Room
Senior Officer (SO): You guys know your posting yet?
US: No sir.
SO: So there's 1 regular and 2 NSFs ya? I think the regular will go into my ROTA, ROTA 2.
ME: ...and the rest of us?
SO: Hmmm, I can't recall...... Oh! I think one of you are going to ROTA 1

...all eyes of me now..

ME: (people, you should all screw yourselves.)

but yea, all of us got posted to ROTA 2 in the end. Heh.

So I'm starting my 24hours shift tomorrow. So that makes a miss for Tuesday's fencing training, but I get to go on Thursday anyways. I guess I really love my juniors a lot that a single miss really makes me miss them.

Really, not joking.

I've been anticipating for this schedule to be out coz I've really got many projects to execute now. Namely for FDSR's establishment, which is gradually progressing, though slowly. The lack of competent manpower still lurks as an issue, so that's an area of focus. And I'm still looking for tournaments to throw myself into....

Hah, new phone! To replace the one I screwed during confined space operation back in the academy (silly me). Kinda decided what I'll be getting, but me being me, I'm having second thoughts. I feel a need to activate my shopping task force for such an emergency. And UGH! I want my video cam too!!!!

Alright, I'm gonna munch down this packet of Famous Amos & Seaweed while finishing on other stuff now. *looks at little sister* Want some?

P.S:
to Val: can I adopt you as my new little sister? I think you're cutely perfectly fun to irritate
to Serena: your China accented "Papa" drives me nuts.

ciao

2008-05-11T19:27:00.000+08:00

Ah Beng bought a new mobile.
He sent a message to everyone from his Phone Book & said,
'My Mobile No. Has changed. Earlier it was Nokia 3310. Now it is 6610'

Ah Beng: I am a Proud, coz my son is in Medical College.
Friend: Really, what is he studying.
Ah Beng: No, he is not studying, they are studying him.

Ah Beng: Doctor, in my dreams, I play football every night.
DR: Take this tablet, you will be ok.
Ah Beng: Can I take tomorrow, tonight is final game.

Ah Beng: If I die, will u remarry?
Wife: No! I'll stay with my sister. But if I die will u remarry?
Ah Beng: No, I'll also stay with your sister.

Ah Beng: People consider me as a 'GOD'
Wife: How do you know??
Ah Beng: When I went to the Park today, everybody said,
Oh GOD! U have come again.

Ah Beng complained to the police: 'Sir, all items are missing,
except the TV in my house.'
Police: 'How the thief did not take TV?'
Ah Beng: 'I was watching TV news....'

Ah Beng comes back 2 his car & find a note saying 'Parking Fine'
He Writes a note and sticks it to a pole 'Thanks for compliment.'

How do you recognize Ah Beng in School?
He is the one who erases the notes from the book when the teacher
erases the board.

Once Ah Beng was walking he had a glove on one hand and not on other.
So the man asked him why he did so. He replied that the weather forecast
announced that on one hand it would be cold and on the other hand it
would be hot.
Ah Beng in a bar and his cellular phone rings. He picks it up and
Says 'Hello, how did you know I was here?'

Ah Beng: Why are all these people running?
Man - This is a race, the winner will get the cup
Ah Beng - If only the winner will get the cup, why others running?

Teacher: 'I killed a person' convert this sentence into future tense
Ah Beng: The future tense is 'u will go to jail'

Ah Beng told his servant: 'Go and water the plants!'
Servant: 'It's already raining.'
Ah Beng: 'So what? Take an umbrella and go.'

A man asked Ah Beng why Ahmad Badawi goes walking in the Evening and not
in the morning. Ah Beng replied Ahmad Badawi is PM not AM

2008-03-23T16:34:00.001+08:00

Have you ever met a woman who inspires you to love? Until your very sense is filled with her... you inhale her... you taste her... you see your unborn children in her eyes and know that your heart has at last found a home. Your life begins with her and without her, it must surely end...

9th Firemanship Skills Competition

2008-03-21T22:58:00.002+08:00

"I'm working on a miracle here. We've only got 3 nights to train before the actual competition and I need everyone to commit to this. Guys, aim for the moon. Even when you don't reach there, you'll be among the stars..." - The Guardian

Yup, a miracle it was.

The Firemanship Skills Competition (FSC) is the inter-unit games for the firefighting units of the Civil Defence Academy. Each year participants consisting of 2 Fire Fighters' Course (FSC) teams, 1 team from the Emergency Response Specialists' Course (ERSC) and 1 team from the Basic Officers' Course (BOC) or Fire Station Personnels (these 2 teams compete on alternative years) will battle neck to neck in the race to claim the tops. This year, the BOC team shall fill in the last spot of the teams competing, making the stakes even higher as never in the history of the games had this team ever been beaten.

The games consisted of 6 events, where each shall assess each team's skills and proficiency in their basic training tasks as a firefighting unit. The events are as follows:

1. Rhino On Target:
- teams are required to connect hoses from the water supply provided by the fire truck (called Pumper Ladder in SCDF terms) to the Red Rhino and shoot a target board up ahead using the big spray cannon (called a water monitor) mounted on the vehicle. First team to do it wins.

2. Power Cut:
- teams are required to run from the starting point carrying tools to cut out a section of a metal grill. Tools consisted of a bolt cutter, a hydraulic cutter and a generator (to power the hydraulic cutter). First team to cut the marked section of the grill wins.

3. Draw & Shoot:
- teams are required to draw water from the 5000L dam and shoot down a target up ahead. But first, they would have to make connections using real heavy suction tube from a portable pump, to the Red Rhino so that pressured water can be supplied to the nozzle.

4. Height Rescue:
- teams are required to run up the 3 story building and set up the pulley system to hoist an 80kg dummy from the ground floor. First team to bring it up 2 the 2nd floor wins.

5. Breathing Apparatus Endurance (a.k.a B.A Endurance)
- teams are required to don their bunker gears along with the B.A sets as fast as possible and open up a stretcher to carry up an 80kg dummy. Teams shall then go 800m as fast as possible to reach the finishing line first and win.

6. Ladder Run:
- teams are to draw a ladder (measuring 15m when extended) and run. Ladder shall be relayed to another team every 200m. Last relay team shall pitch the ladder and climb up to the 3rd floor of the Chemical Plant and raise the flag first to win.

For the competing teams, training took weeks before the games took place. I could see the Fire Fighters getting screwed in the scorching hot sun with their bunker gears each time they got one event procedure wrong and come evening, they'll be doing laps with rolls of 20m, 64mm hoses which could easily weigh 6kg each. The officer trainees did their morning jogs with field packs carrying medicine balls.

What did the ERSes do? Start training only 3 days before and pray hard.

- I'm waiting for the pics and vids of the event to be passed to me so that I can display it here. So stay tuned!

Que NS NS

2008-03-16T19:23:00.002+08:00

When I am here in ERS, I ask my block head what shall I be?
Shall I sign-on? Shall I study?
And this is what Rus said to me..

Wait a while trainee..
In 4 months time you'll see..
How you will fit in CD..
Whether you'll like the money..
You will see, will see..

What are my plans after NS, my mind will wonder looking at me..
When to make money? When will I be free?
This is what Rus said to me..

Take your time trainee..
After 4 months you think..
Whether you like CD..
Or go elsewhere to see..
If got better money..

If got better lobang to dig!

WKF World Karate Championships 2006 - Japan Female Team Kata

2008-03-15T10:45:00.002+08:00

in case you're wondering about the difference between Point/Sports & Full Contact Karate:

1st Clip: Sports Karate Kata & Applications

2nd Clip: Sports Karate Competition Sparring

3rd Clip: Full Contact Karate Competition Sparring

WKF 2006 Male Kumite U75kg Final

2008-03-15T10:42:00.001+08:00

WORLD 9th SHINKYOKUSHIN TOURNAMENT

2008-03-15T10:24:00.001+08:00

Yoonjakyung's two-swords dance, korean martial art

2008-03-13T05:56:00.001+08:00

Korean Taekwondo Video

2008-03-13T05:55:00.001+08:00

When You're Gone- Avril Lavigne

2008-03-02T10:54:00.001+08:00

FWD: Men & Women

2008-03-01T10:14:00.001+08:00

THIS IS WISDOM. Please read all the way down! You'll giggle! hahah

ROMANCE MATHEMATICS

Smart man + smart woman = romance

Smart man + dumb woman = affair

Dumb man + smart woman = marriage

Dumb man + dumb woman = pregnancy

OFFICE ARITHMETIC

Smart boss + smart employee = profit

Smart boss + dumb employee = production

Dumb boss + smart employee = promotion

Dumb boss + dumb employee = overtime

SHOPPING MATH

A man will pay $2 for a $1 item he needs.

A woman will pay $1 for a $2 item that she doesn't need.

GENERAL EQUATIONS & STATISTICS

A woman worries about the future until she gets a husband.

A man never worries about the future until he gets a wife.

A successful man is one who makes more money than his wife can spend.

A successful woman is one who can find such a man.

HAPPINESS

To be happy with a man, you must understand him a lot and love him a little.

To be happy with a woman, you must love her a lot and not try to understand her at all.

LONGEVITY

Married men live longer than single men do, but married men are a lot more willing to die.

PROPENSITY TO CHANGE

A woman marries a man expecting he will change, but he doesn't.

A man marries a woman expecting that she won't change, and she does.

DISCUSSION TECHNIQUE

A woman has the last word in any argument.

Anything a man says after that is the beginning of a new argument.

HOW TO STOP PEOPLE FROM BUGGING YOU ABOUT GETTING MARRIED

Old aunts used to come up to me at weddings, poking me in the ribs and cackling, telling me, "You're next." They stopped after I started doing the same thing to them at funerals.

Pengsan

2008-02-22T21:04:00.002+08:00

Phew, it's been a crazy week!

- 5 days of field training is no fun, especially when your baked in a special cooking mit known as the "bunker gear" a.k.a fire suit. I think even the Kenny Rogers chickens had it better.

- "Heat & Humidity" module is a scare. It took the temperature of one of my ROTA-mates to a skyrocketing 45 degrees C and was warded to hospital ever since. No updates of his condition so far. I think this alone is better than the first point I raised.

- Confinement was thought to be a confirmed thing when the RSM screwed our asses for not cleaning the common toilet in the building. Still, my point is, it's a COMMON toilet. Other people use it too. Hello?

- Having your long time buddy talking about the crush she and I used to have on each other is mind boggling. Especially when she now knows that I'm single.

- Having your ex-girlfriend cum buddy back in Singapore is fantastic. Having her at your house and hogging on your laptop till 10mins ago is not. Having her unpack your stuff from camp is lovely. Heh.

Ok, time to deliver her back home.

Sorry Guard Duty I/C, I have to go CNY visiting...

2008-02-10T02:02:00.000+08:00

Guard Duty I/C: eh Rus, Friday guard duty can anot?
Me: eh, cannot la. got CNY visiting.
Guard Duty I/C: oh ya hor. paiseh paiseh.

I knew my lucky star was gleaming brightly when that piece of dialogue went without a hitch. My post book out when hence rewarded with 3 consecutive nights out town, kicking off the whole day out with 2 of my favorite galfiends.

As we very much anticipated, the streets of Orchard Road to the corners of City Hall can only be fittingly described as ghastly and weird, as we're all so unused to seeing one of the busiest places in Singapore being so inhabited and lack of life. Shopping malls had most of their shops close, save the fast food society that was somehow still dedicated to feeding its fellow citizens with junk....ok fine, their existence on that eventful day saved my big tummy when I complained "HUNGRY". Then again, I wasn't too surprised coz' it was pretty much the same when I went out with jie on the same occasion last year.

I stubbornly refuse to post pictures we snapped the whole day out simply because I thought I looked horrible in the pic-poses. Till my photo-genetic capabilities get enhanced in the near future, thou all shalt seekest over the hills and far away for the pics.....if you're that desperate la.

It wasn't much different on CNY day 2 as compared to the 1st day, although I do appreciate the fact that people are already coming out of their honey combs now. At least, the malls of Vivo were livelier with some shops already operating. However, it seems weird to me and somehow frustrating to find out that despite being a Chinese holiday season, most non-Chinese stalls out of their total percentage still cease to operate and this is inverse to that of the Chinese stalls.

Anyways, while day one was filled with lots of food and long hangouts at Coffee Bean (I love their Belgium choc. ice-blended I tell you) and other wacky activities, day 2 was...yea don't need to explain la. A me and KH outing is self-explanatory. heh. Getting sick over cursed lattes are no joke, from what I've concluded from KH's reaction to them. And yea, I do hope that your ambitions are well on the way dear associate. =]

And oh, day 3. Went dinner with my Karate kakis @ P.S.. We went to "fishtank" too.

.............and bought new phones...

30cm in length, they have 1 function, 1 ringtone, 2 colors on screen. I love them.

My favorite sets. The handle fits nicely on my palm and the weight gives my biceps a good workout. Oh, best of all, it doesn't fit into any of my handphone pouches!

Last week I made jie a new virgin cocktail. A concoction rich in anti-oxidants and dietary fibre.

The Popitea

It was so visually appealing, that she refused to drink it.

The discovery of the death of my 6+ years old Arrowana was ironically uplifting, although it was quite a loss. Now that I've the 3 feet tank all to make into a sweet garden escape for the smaller fishes, I think I'm gonna have a new hobby now!

Next Saturday, February 16th 2008
Visit to Qian Hu Fish Farm with Hiroko

Whahaha! More fish!

Meh. I'm hungry now.

Happening @ Hougang

2008-02-03T11:06:00.000+08:00

in a bid to increase to memory space of my baobei phone, I'm reluctantly relieving it from loads of pictures to blog.

This came few months back when we headed over to Hougang Mall on Sunday morning to witness Darren's singing competition face-offs. I didn't exactly took pictures of that event coz my baobei phone was too baobei for far shots towards the stage. Coincidently, some other cool things were going on at the time.

What could be better than........

PRIMARY SCHOOL SCIENCE FAIR!

these are vats of "snake-tonic" as recommended by the Singaporean Assn. of Chinese Medicine. The different tonics are supposedly meant for the diff. development of a child's body, like enhancing growth of pubic and nose hair. Must be ineffective coz Chinese aren't known to be walking hairy creatures.

hamster am shy of camera

this edible apartment must be the house of that old granny from *squeak* hansel & *squeak* gratel *squeak squeak*

i don't know what the chickens are doing.

but i strongly believe that they should come out with better ways to figure out when their eggs will lay with a full fetus.

oooh.....

wooaahh....

last but not least, the Bird of Paradise. Once known to be a popular delicacy similar to chicken rice, but became extinct due to the similar avian habit of egg-laying as the chicken.

In all, the Science Fair was loads of fun. Well, no flings picked up on event coz all female species were either below 12 yrs old or above 28. One thing for sure, such an exposure reminded me about how I first fell in love with the wonders of science and getting cheated into the mind boggling world of lab monotony...

Good day. =]

Survivor

2008-01-19T08:26:00.000+08:00

Morning kids!

Finally the long awaited Saturday after not-yet-murderous week at hell. It was indeed a miracle how I survived the week with throat ripping coughs and headaches that weighs as heavy as a Red Rhino. MO's medicine is crappy and sometimes worsens the condition, that I think they should transform the dispensary to a TCM altogether.

It's been a survival of 2 weeks now and sometimes it's frustrating to know that the inferno have yet blaze. Training nowadays was affected by the rehearsals for 39th BOC's POP, as my batch of ERS chumps had to be involved as the supporting contingent for the event

Speaking about BOC, if there's a word I could use to describe them with, it'll be lucky. 2 words, BLOODY LUCKY. You see, these kids are what people call, army rejects. In other words, these are souls abducted by the ghosts of Pulau Tekong on their 1st day as a government dog and then being kicked out of the pound to a different force outside the army (SPF or SCDF). Fine, if it makes you feel better, they were "sent" out.

On the contrary to the feel of rejection, lucky is what they are. Your so called army "high flyers" made it to OCS and you don't. But hey, think about this. While your fiends earns a miserable occifer pay of a few hundreds later on, we here are talking about at least a thousand babe!

But whatever.

In spite of the interruptions in training schedule, at least I got an ego shot of being the contingent leader for the parade. Geez, would someone run their recording tape on THIS bling-bling! Whahahaha.

Overall, fatigue isn't something my muscle fibers would moan at me about. Tired, yes. I find myself stress out sometimes over admin issues being the ROTA IC and at how cocked up instructions can be while it could have been real easy to begin with. I don't wanna put the blame on anyone coz' we could all say that we're tired and bound to make those silly mistakes now and then. I guess the bottom line is that I've been driving myself last week with minimal vigor and enthusiasm, ESPECIALLY being irritated by the bad coughs, headaches and unwelcome-ly generous phlegm production. At least it's getting better already after taking the new cough syrup now.

Pre-book out was a killer. 10km run with at least 300 pumps for the whole day. Sweet.

I'll get my ass out today to get my healthy dose of girls, which I have miserably missed last week. and some shopping too.

good day kiddos.

"beauty is common. but there are 3 qualities in a girl which is rare: a good energy, a good personality and a good outlook." -Erik

Storms

2008-01-06T01:15:00.000+08:00

Who haven't had storms in their life? Problems are simply something that one can't escape in his lifetime. For as long there's time, the ability to evolve or adapt to life's transformation must go on in order to ensure one's survival.

It might be a quote of cliche by now, but I still think that it's a statement that all of us ought to graciously accept and not take for granted. After all, this "law of familiarity" is a common trap which brings us from "drive" to "complacency"

"No matter how poor or unfortunate we think we are, there's always people out there who are experiencing way worse than what we're going through."

Today, I first-handedly listened to the silent tears of a couple of those who had it way worse.

Pre 2008 Partaay!

2007-12-31T22:21:00.000+08:00

Yeeeeehhhaaawww!

What better way to partaaay away 2007 without the hustle and bustle of rowdy crowds, armpit stench and a bunch of loser bengs than having it at your very own neighborhood shopping place! Yup yup, the action was right there at.....................................................................

CAUSEWAY POINT
(omg, the #1 most boring shopping center was actually THE escape to usher the new year)

I almost killed myself with the chilli imps in my sliced fish soup noodles while we talk away about the tales of manhood back in NS. A potential GF-breakup topic to dwell in if your attached, but hey, I'm beginning to agree that it's one of the most inevitable speech zones for us guys. The very same essence when you girls talk about your bimbo colleagues.

Heh, I guess one of the greatest gifts God had given Man was the GAME ARCADE! They beat clubbing anytime ok. Fine. Loud music and dance's not my thing, so I'm mostly there for the company and socials. But working with your 2P buddy had never been sweeter when it comes to spraying bullets at your enemies on the semi-spoilt game screen at Timezone. For $1.50, dumb cowboy will come to you, despite your VERY big machine gun.

Hammer game is biased. I hate hammer game.
(same goes to you Dragon Punch)

MOS Burger:
Sadly, dissatisfying. At least I awed at the short hair this lady had back in the food place, but I gulped my envy back given that fact she was MILF material.

I am officially excited about the 2008 March Birthday bash for Fishy Friend and me. A greatly anticipated event, not to be missed.

Mich, ST & Shan: Thanks for the invite to see fireworks, but I'm too lazy to work crowds today, I'd rather stay on clearer ground. Tell me about it...

I want a video cam.

Meh, I don't do annual resolutions, so here's a boring speech instead:

I am thankful and appreciative for the wonderful social circle that I've gotten out of this life and will continue to strive towards having a better, bigger one. Social dynamics is simply a fascinating and rewarding game to play. Special thanks to my close friends for the invaluable hangouts and the dumb things we do out in the name of fun.

What's BIG for 2008?

Uh, watch out for the 2008 March birthday bash!

God bless!

Super Mario Bros. Super Bloopers, Episode One

2007-12-30T01:07:00.001+08:00

2007-12-30T00:33:00.000+08:00

when people say that NS makes one stupid, I can't help but to think it's true sometimes.. day in day out, you're told what to do and ensure that those bloody instruction gets grooved into your brain after which you bloody hell do it well and quick. Friday's book-outs make you some of the most brain-dead people on the face of Singapore's earth, just relying on your primal instincts of how to get back home that evening.

it's stressful sometimes, but at least, it's been worthwhile.

2 more weeks to hell.

Tai Chi Masters Battle

2007-12-23T11:07:00.001+08:00

2007-12-10T01:19:00.000+08:00

woah blog!

something i haven't been touching in a while. well, in a BID (fat bid) to improve my drastically lacking IQ and hopelessly evaporating EQ........let's blog about something.

that shouldn't be too hard. yep, today are good hang day out!!!! oh yes, it's really been awhile since i've met up with kim and flaviee (in this combination at least) and good deal that the day went out pretty nice.

hmmm, like any other outing, FOOD WAS GREAT (maybe this is omitted during fasting month). Korean BBQ Chicken @ Cineleisure kicks ass. Though a bit pricey and i SINCERELY couldn't figure out what was so korean about the whole menu, portion was good, taste was good and so was the service. maybe the chickens were killed with taekwondo slamming kicks then marinated with kimchi to rid the blood stench before it was being loved by winter sonata and finally sent to N. Korea to be baked in radiation.

Right.

initially wanted to hit to the screens for a movie, but we steered to the ARCADE to bash the coin machines baby! wooo!

on a side note, i never thought that arcades were good hangouts for flaviee so i really didn't know if she enjoyed it, but since you're with me

learn to have fun.

for life's only so long.

and NOTHING beats catching up with each other RIGHT?!
it was really nice to know how each other were doing, which nicely phased to bitch mode about other people's life about how some people remain the same and some others whom we thought will still remain to be the same but there turned out to be a major shift that God knows who would have guessed and such topics never fail to get conversations running for hours and hours but.........

we didn't stay for too long, i think.

anyways, appreciation for the day,

my life's obstacles don't get any lighter in reality no matter what I do, but somehow when I learn to love and appreciate them and play with it to have FUN, did I even care how many tonnes it was?

I did it anyways. coz I LOVED IT.
muahahahaa...

CHANGE: a bend in the road is not the end of the road........unless you fail to make the turn.

may God guide us all. good day!

2007-11-30T01:04:00.000+08:00

Nope, no fruitfly larvae growing on my arm. Rather a simple example about why it feels GOOOOOD to give a hit but feels BETTER to get stabbed.

?: OMG! What happened to your arm?!
Me: Oh, had fencing yesterday.. Yeah, it gets violent..
?: Wah, so gallant, so brave, so heroic..........................

Wait long long.

Oh, Sherry if you're reading this

You still owe me Fish n CO.

hah...

15 Random Improvs - Edited (Michael Goldstrom)

2007-11-26T00:02:00.001+08:00

Mini Biography

Born in San Francisco, California. Michael Goldstrom received diplomas from The Juilliard School Actor Training Program (2001), The London Academy of Music and Dramatic Art (1997), Royal Academy of Dramatic Art Acting Shakespeare Course (1996), and a B.A. from Columbia University (1996), where he majored in Art History. Recent Off-Broadway work includes The Complete Works of William Shakespeare (Abridged), and performances in Avery Fisher Hall with the New York Philharmonic.

He performs Standup Comedy regularly in the New York City area. He received the Spielberg Fellowship in Theater Arts, and is the co-creator of Ping! World Music and Storytelling based in New York.

- http://www.imdb.com/name/nm1078574/bio

2007-11-25T01:04:00.000+08:00

AAAARRRGGGHHH!!
How in the bloody hell can you LET GO an IDEAL SET who bloody opened you?!

You know how fucking stupid was that?!

You were THIS FUCKING CLOSE!!!

2007-11-22T16:26:00.000+08:00

Day 2 of my Post-End-of-Work-Contract and well, it hasn't been too good to keep up. The main problem of not having a work commitment would usually be that you start to take things for granted. Great example would be to SLEEP IN. While I'm still keeping the habit of waking up at 6am every morning, I could see how the sinful patterns of going-back-to-sleep start to creep in.

Bad.

Well at least I've greater chances to work out every morning straight out of bed. And I'm glad I'm fostering the habit. Becoming a push-up freak and boasting about hundreds of crunches each day isn't impressive if you're still neglecting the other parts of the body. I still need to go jogging.

Sorry to burst your stereotypical bubble of no work = slacking and equating it to me, coz the reason why I took a 3-weeks early termination before NS was because I still have loads of unsettled business to finish. I admit I've been procrastinating about having my product schematics done up due to work, so this better be the golden rush hour that I've been waiting for. Just that now I'm having some issues with the schematics software that I need my gay bro WeiJie to help with. I tell you this guy is fantastic. I could recall the thick and thin times we had back in martial arts years and how we used to camera whore our "trademark" moves after training before going for the standard "teh-peng" ritual after that. Few hours back at home later you'll be drooling at the Kodak-perfect pics and vids he sent you and boast about it for the rest of you days when you stick it up your desktop. And the reason why he's such a bro? He fulfills my criteria of making me laugh till your voice won't come out anymore and despite all that, you've got to be one of the most mature people around when it comes to opinions.

Well ok, enough with sounding too gay with the commentary (i guess it was gay enough about the page long of Kim's testi here.. haha).

I want a new dogi!

Grace used to say that I look macho in gi and well, I guess so too...hee. Ok, at least nowadays when I've the extra built on my upper body after putting on some weight in poly as compared to when I was back in Ninja-Do (hell, i was actually surprised about how frail looking I was back in secondary school. I've always thought I was fat. *looks at Eton*: am I fat?)

I want to make a trip down to JB to get a new gi at the martial arts shop I wonderfully discovered! And I need someone to drive me over. And that means daddy. Problem with dad is, he's like me: always procrastinating about requests by family members.

Dad's request to me: eh, go make me some coffee.
Me: ok ok, wait.
Dad: *he calls my mum to make it instead.

My request to Dad: Dad, let's go to Skudai to that martial arts shop.
Dad: Aiyah, next week go la. Now no time already.
Me: Orh..
Dad: He goes to JB with mom WITHOUT telling me.

So hopefully we'll go this Sunday. Crap, I have to miss fencing at Henry's place again.

Speaking about dogi, I've yet to get the Karate badge's embroidery done yet!! Mainly because we're having problems coming out with the Japanese characters in a calligraphy style in order to show the embroiderer how it's suppose to be done. Good thing Alywin's taking some action by asking someone to paint the characters out, so I'm a bit anxious about how it'll look.

a sample, except the characters will be different

Why am I in such a rush to get it done?

I wanna wear it once at least before NS.

coz it's such an ego booster

Laura called to talk about her boring life. BORING? Living here must be so dead then. She talked about this blondie in the volleyball team who just broke up with her boyfriend and described to me about having to play "guardian angel" for a week. But hey, what are roommates for? *hmmmppphhh..*

And yeah, we all probably could empathize with that.

But that's what I love about Laurapop. Firm but caring, having that sense of command in her attitude. I strongly appreciate such a character on girls (that doesn't mean I'm approving feminism). And not forgetting the blur-ness when it comes to money.

L: eh, how come the meal so expensive? upsize only will cost over 8bucks meh?
Me: *looks at receipt* correct what.
L: no, it's wrong. without upsize is $6.95 then how come upsize will become $8? 50cents extra only what.
Me: I don't know how much an upsize cost, but I don't think that Hershey's dessert is mine dear.
L: oh, ya hor..

I watch you play volleyball again, sexay...

Ok, I'm off to training now. After pooping.

HOW TO POO AT WORK....
(forwarded by Jen)
>
>We've all been there but don't like to admit it. We've all kicked back
>in our cubicles and suddenly felt something brewing down below. As much
>as we try to convince ourselves otherwise, the WORK POO is inevitable.
>For those who hate pooing at work, following is the Survival Guide for
>taking a dump at work.
>
>CROP DUSTING
>When farting, you walk briskly around the office so the smell is not in
>your area and everyone else gets a whiff but doesn't know where it came
>from. Be careful when you do this. Do not stop until the full fart has
>been expelled.Walk an extra 30 feet to make sure the smell has left
your
>pants.
>
>FLY BUY
>The act of scouting out a bathroom before pooing. Walk in and check for
>other pooers. If there are others in the bathroom, leave and come back
>again. Be careful not to become a FREQUENT FLYER. People may become,
>suspicious if they catch you constantly going into the bathroom.
>
>ESCAPEE
>A fart that slips out while taking a leak at the urinal or forcing a
poo
>in a stall. This is usually accompanied by a sudden wave of
>embarrassment. If you release an scapee, do not acknowledge it.
Pretend
>it did not happen. If you are standing next to the farter in the
urinal,
>pretend you did not hear it. No one likes an escapee. It is
>uncomfortable for all involved. Making a joke or laughing makes both
>parties feel uneasy.
>
>JAILBREAK
>When forcing a poo, several farts slip out at a machine gun pace. This
>is usually a side effect of diarrhoea or a hangover. If this should
>happen, do not panic. Remain in the stall until everyone has left the
>bathroom to spare everyone the awkwardness of what just occurred.
>
>COURTESY FLUSH
>The act of flushing the toilet the instant the poo hits the water.
This
>reduces the amount of air time the poo has to stink up the bathroom.
>This can help you avoid being caught doing the WALK OF SHAME.
>
>WALK OF SHAME
>Walking from the stall, to the sink, to the door after you have just
>stunk up the bathroom. This can be a very uncomfortable moment if
>someone walks in and busts you. As with farts, it is best to pretend
>that the smell does not exist. Can be avoided with use of the COURTESY
>FLUSH.
>
>OUT OF THE CLOSET POOER
>A colleague who poos at work and is damn proud of it. You will often
>see an. Out Of The Closet Pooer enter the bathroom with a newspaper or
>magazine under his or her arm. Always look around the office for the
>Out Of The Closet Pooer before entering the bathroom.
>
>THE POOING FRIENDS NETWORK (P.F.N)
>A group of co-workers who band together to ensure emergency pooing goes
>off without incident. This group can help you to monitor the
whereabouts
>of Out Of The Closet Pooers, and identify SAFE HEAVENS.
>
>SAFE HEAVENS
>A seldom used bathroom somewhere in the building where you can least
>expect visitors. Try floors that are predominantly of the opposite
sex.
>This will reduce the odds of a pooer of your sex entering the bathroom.
>
>TURD BURGLAR
>Someone who does not realize that you are in the stall and tries to
>force the door open. This is one of the most shocking and vulnerable
>moments that can occur when taking poo at work. If this occurs, remain
>in the stall until the Turd Burglar leaves. This way you will avoid all
>uncomfortable eye contact.
>
>CAMO COUGH
>A phoney cough that alerts all new entrants into the bathroom that you
>are in a stall. This can be used to cover-up a WATERMELON, or to alert
>potential Turd Burglars. Very effective when used in conjunction with
>an ASTAIRE.
>
>ASTAIRE
>A subtle toe-tap that is used to alert potential Turd Burglars that you
>are occupying a stall. This will remove all doubt that the stall is
>occupied. If you hear a Astaire, leave the bathroom immediately so the
>pooer can poo in peace.
>
>WATERMELON
>A poo that creates a loud splash when hitting the toilet water. This
is
>also an embarrassing incident. If you feel a Watermelon coming on,
>create a diversion. See CAMO-COUGH.
>
>HAVANA OMELETTE
>A case of diarrhoea that creates series of loud splashes in the toilet
>water. Often accompanied by an Escapee. Try using Camo-Cough with an
>Astaire.
>
>UNCLE TED
>A bathroom user who seems to linger around forever. Could spend
>extended lengths of time in front of the mirror or sitting on the spot.
>An Uncle Ted makes it difficult to relax while on the crapper, as you
>should always wait to poo when the bathroom is empty. This benefits
you
>as well as the other bathroom attendees.

TALKING CATS!!!!! =3

2007-11-22T15:08:00.001+08:00

my cats better speak Malay soon!

2007-11-21T03:01:00.000+08:00

In view of the recent non-updates, the following entries shall be in chronological order, starting from November 17th 2007, Saturday..

November 17th 2007, Saturday

It really had to take me 6 years before I could be fully convinced that it had to be done. Even so, at the last few hours before the surgery, I was still having doubts. I couldn't help imagining the aftermath of the procedure, which at worst, could haunt me with horrible feelings for as long as I hold such a moral belief.

I've never made a line between the animal species and Man, coz since forever, I've always regarded ourselves as being one belonging to the same dwelling within nature. We are after all, another animal within the animal kingdom. I shall not elaborate on this, for now at least. In view of that, I've always thought that we reserve our rights to live the way we choose, in accordance with our beliefs and values, which also means that the other creatures of nature deserves the same right too. I love animals, many times much more than my fellow humans themselves.

My 2 cats, whom I've always regarded as my baby sisters have been such dears to my life and at no such cost I would want to do something unjust to them. I could remember how I used to cuddle up with my 6 year old cat when times were down, where I could just talk my woes out to her and they eventually dissipate (in reality, it simply coz cats don't reply back and don't argue your views away. all they make is real nice company). And my kitten never got tired of being a puppet soft toy when I feel like it.

Like all of us, they'll all grow up, start eating more, sleeping more too. And of coz, starts to acquire this ability to get "horny".

It'd really be much simpler if I could just share my porn videos with them and they live happily ever after...till the next month, but it's not that simple. Cats, getting in "heat" first of all wants A LOT of attention. You can ignore them all you want, but they never do anything to get that attention. I mean ANYTHING.

How Do HORNY Do ANYTHING To Get Attention
(they capture your 5 senses)

1. Auditory: my cats you never usually meow, "MEOW!!!" horribly when they're on heat

2. Kinesthetic: the ever solitary and mind-her-own-business cat will rub herself at you the moment you enter home, watch TV, working out, eating and pooping too if you'd had let her in.

3. Olfactory: definitely the worst of the lot. they pee in places other then their pooping turf. probably to remind you that you can hide from them, but you can never forget that their always near you.

4. Taste: just hope hard they did nothing to your food. The fact that I'm adding this category states that those sisters got me worried on this one too.

5. Visual: this would be one of the moments where females actually willingly wanna show off their back-holes at you. other then porn. And it's disgusting.

It it's been going on ever since they hit a year old (I guess). It's such a hassle and chore to be taking care of them when they're like that twice a month. And especially for peeing around, we had no hardly have a choice but to keep them within the confinement of the kitchen. That sadly has to go for about 2 weeks per month, till they're ok again. Not just a hassle on our part having to ensure they don't run out, it's bad treatment to them too. I've always worried about them sufferring from depression due to long periods of confinement. But I don't wanna thrown them in the streets like what happened to all the poor kitties. And to my unwilling alternative, I had to sterilize them.

I sent the older cat to the kitten today, after cheating her into the carrier when she thought it's a new toy I got her. I saw how nervous she looked in the taxi that took us to the vet in CCK and when another girl was referring to her as "jie jie" when she was talking to her cat Mimi. I held her on my arms before she was called in as like she always did, she held onto my arms tightly. It was just a matter of hours till the surgery was done.

I sent her at about 2pm, picked her up at 9.45pm. It was the first time that I could tell that she looked tired. I couldn't bare to see the scar on her tummy from the invasive procedure, even though sometimes I had to accidentally witness it.

Hope she understands...

Random Improv: Felix - Russian Fight Instructor

2007-11-11T19:51:00.001+08:00

my Russian idol

2007-11-05T19:31:00.000+08:00

Probably I could finally evaluate myself more as a "feeler" than a "thinker". Well, on a more accurate note, that really depends on who the decisions are meant for.

When it comes to helping others get out of trouble, I seem to be able to rationally evaluate their puzzling equations and nicely most of the time it goes off well. On the other hand, decisions concerning myself are seldom ever equatable, only depending on sheer intuition and gut feeling if things fit me or not.

Like just now when choosing the frame of my new glasses, I somehow chose not to pick the one Jen recommended but went for what I thought was "sleeker" looking. Well, to Jen it just looked "gentlemanly" on me. I have her blessings anyways. And the best part was, I spent the next hours contemplating whether the lenses should be more rectangularly shaped, or I should just leave it happily oval. Eventually, I called the shop to cease the work procedure and I'll come over to review it again tomorrow. If I ever get to explain the thought process, I'd just be saying

"it didn't feel right"

Hmmm, wait......I'm beginning to think that I very much use the combination of rationale explanation along with gut feeling. Maybe it's like, I'll go for things via feel, then later try to explain it rationally to settle any emotional hesitations. Ummm...yeah, that's probably it..I guess...

see what i mean?

2007-11-04T21:46:00.000+08:00

Face it, I can be worse than a woman right when it comes to shopping. Do expect me to make rounds to 5 different shops in the hours of duration just to get one miserable item. And after all that is done, the process of evaluation shall kick in to spend another 30 mins, in which I might not even buy anything at the end of the spree. Hence shopping are best done with gurlfriends and girlfriend who couldn't resist pulling your hand like a leash to the different departments in Robinsons peeking at every little thing that might just make a little snack to the eye. Of course, while they're at it, that's where you tell them that they can take their jolly own time while you skip off to take yours.

A nice illusion of an understanding boyfriend:
having a SECOND INTENTION

When it comes to races, they can be further broken down into the dialects groups, to further splinter into several other classifications from the main dialect. A simple example can be that of CHINESE --> HOKKIEN --> HOCK CHIA.

Understanding that, that's pretty much what my family have been involved in lately. Daddy and one of my other relatives initiated a movement to have the different families in Singapore belonging to the same splinter dialect group as mine, so as to form a community where the relationship within these families can be further knitted together. Most importantly, it is agreed that such a movement is a good platform for families to look out for one another when different matters arise, at the same time teaching the new generation the appreciation of race and culture, as to foster the sense of pride for our heritage.

Being a controversial footman on the issues of race, I still do believe that the forte' of racial practices should be uphold, at the same time being open and objective to the wavering changes of nature. While the blood's cocktail that makes you who you are can't altered, the image one portrays through physical practices makes the half of the racial impression of you. It's a good, beneficial movement anyhow.

And that family community that I was talking about had a gathering of feast and fun late this morning, which ended of with me looking for Mr Toilet so relief my stomach upset.

I'm Javanase, belonging to the "Pacitan" heritage, which derives from one of the parts of the great Javanese islands in Indonesia. With that fact alone, it really explains how much I actually bothered to read up about it. But whatever that enriches me along the way is nevertheless, nice.

Being a pioneer event, it was rather an.....ok job? Which means, yeah.....satisfactory. Well at least I thought it could've been better. But given the tight budget and low manpower they had to maneuver with, I'm not really hard-up about it.

But ooooh, I'd love to really have a visual feast of authentic Javanese dance, with the beautiful tunes of the Indonesian "gamellan" (traditional Indonesian orchestra) and the thrilling leaps and sweeps of Silat on the center stage, making a full appreciation of such a beautiful culture.

I had intended to buy a new pair of glasses at Orchard after the function, hence I called KH along since he might wanna have a chill before going back to Shit In Silence Plus Extra Constipation (SISPEC). Hence we went to hunt for Optic Point, beginning with the 16th floor of Shaw Building (wtf?!), which resulted in a waste of time, coz we couldn't find the shop. So we walked to the place besides Philippines with the most count of Filipinos on a Sunday: Lucky Plaza. Sure enough, it was better lighted then Mustafa Centre (oh-o.....) and a pain to walk in. It was a perfect opportunity for "Pepsi-Cola" practice though since my NEW SHOES must NEVER be STEPPED ON. Some time later we found the Optic Point branch there and......we left to have dinner. Which means I didn't buy the pair of glasses that I intended to simply coz,

it's a small shop and they most likely don't have a good variety (very good stereotype rus!)

You could probably appreciate the beginning of this entry now.

It's scary when fast food starts to appear temptatiously tantalizing, despite knowing what kind of junk their patties and nuggets are made off. BUT it's the NEW BURGER KING English, French and Swiss burger sets! Who could have said NOOOOO?!

But know this,

Overeating and feeling fat it's a good source of depression. Since you're engrossed at boredom, that's just something you can indulge in.

Meow, work tomorrow......zzzZZZZzzZZZzzZZzzZZZzzzzzZZ

2007-10-28T18:59:00.000+08:00

I'm so depressed......

the pendant Laurapop gave me came out from the metal plate of the necklace! =..[

It's amazing how something so little affects me so much...

2007-10-21T10:50:00.000+08:00

I just wonder when will people UNDERSTAND that I hate it when my PLANS are DISRUPTED at LAST MINUTE!

Look, you wanna ask me to do something, tell me yesterday at least ok? Don't tell me TODAY and expect me to forsake things I've planned since last week and then start blaming me for being unsupportive. Geez, com'on. I'm bloody 20 and can you treat me with a little more respect to my early adult life of freedom and schedule?!

I understand and know when to give in to important matters at last minute and when things are meant to be told earlier. God please.

2007-10-16T23:41:00.001+08:00

I'm slowly beginning to realize how work's have been taking its toll on me. The long hours of LCD computer screen worship and the hails of paper work have brought upon the curse of speechlessness, other than the occasional exchange of words to break the awkward silence. Even so, how much topics can you squeeze out of 2 people who's likewise locked in the same temporary-staff dungeon after close to 2.5 months by now? And again, I've no time to talk.

And that sucks.

I can be the same old happy me each day, but just somehow, where did my communication mojo go? It's just awkward being back in the group where you used to be the alpha and now you're gradually slipping down with the average homies.

A MUST fix. And quick!

Oh, finally got my ass back to fencing. Happy to know that my form's still doing great (and still refining) and there's plenty of room for me to help out with the club.

2007-10-08T21:16:00.000+08:00

Know this: PROCRASTINATION IS BAD

I'm suppose to get some things done now, but...just...got...caught...up....

Well, at least you can get something else done if that brain of yours digressed to something resourceful anyways..

If you haven't heard, Sensei and the rest of us had already broke off from the main Ashihara Karate organization here in Singapore, so we're off to set on our own. Yea, yea, it's the same old political games that people play again, hence the break-away...but hey, that's just the nature of things when power exists within a society. I've to admit that it's pretty sad that Ashihara organizations can hardly keep themselves together like that of Oyama's succeeding Kyokushin organizations, but at least we're set to a new start, with a clearer, unhindered goal in mind. With God's will maybe we'll make the better of things.

So.. starting from scratch, we've gotta come out with a new "dogi" (uniform worn for Karate practice) to mark our independence as a new Ashihara school (sounding more patriotic now). The new school name's already been chosen, although I won't disclose it just yet.

I know it sounds pretty cool enough.

And other than that, we're still in the midst of choosing the design for the back of the dogi. I've tried several fonts here, mostly with the thought of being more "contemporary" with the outcome, coz "fierce" looking layouts have gotten pretty outdated and shall I say...cliche'-ed?

Do give me your comments ya kids?

I personally like no.3 & no.5

Entry for an Awesome Guy by an Even More Awesome Guy

2007-10-06T23:35:00.000+08:00

This concept: FRIENDS. Something I've always referred to an illusion of comfort upon the interaction of 2 living beings. And I still think so now, coz it couldn't have been any more true, for a relationship is simply an establishment between oneself and another living being, where both parties trade their own personal needs with one another. Don't get me wrong. As disturbing as it sounds, we're simply a creature of the animal kingdom living avoid pain and desire pleasure at the same time. And having relationships with others can be of many reasons, including receiving emotional pleasures, seeking protection against certain pains and so on.

The belief that my conscience plugged into me since long ago had remain untouched. A Friend is you. It is about you that you have friends. Relationships can be severed or strengthened but as long as YOU exist, friends do remain.

And there's always are friends which remained with you for a long time. Simply because, the trading between you two (or more) is /were much more intense! Being the kind of person I've have grown to be, I enjoy having a large database of friends. Despite that, I've never liked being in group hangouts, so you'll see me with a company or two most of the time. And I can't deny the fact that while the company of a girl is always a unique hang-out for me, I need to be with my own species on many occasions. Because there are simply some things that a Martian wanna express that a Venus dweller would never understand. Unless your my girlfriend. Even so, she wouldn't fill in for a Martian on some levels.

The way people are, we feel a need to be unique in some way coz it's a human essential. As for me, that essential is one which I'd rank on top. The way the society is, I get tired of mediocrity coz is simply plain boring. This basis alone would narrow down the number of people within the "average" world who would think the same way.

NON-CONFORMITY --> you'll find this in KIM HENG's "List of Favourite Words"

A non-conformist's mind is ever interesting. We'd think of the most specific way to describe a weirdo. And refer to a high-achiever as a "no-life". We'd think of the weirdest ways make a porn movie. And would even describe how a "pencil-dick" would masturbate. And that was one of the reasons why the dark-clouded days in poly was translated to as aching jaws and abs-cramps from laughter.

I needed that.

I could have felt like a low life about 2 years ago if it's not for KH. I mean, it was more than just a big blow then. It was utter the utter belief of the loss of social value in myself coz I've always felt that I've been labeled as "taken" to everyone who'd ever knew me. And after the label was converted to "broken" what social value was there left in my conscience? Girls there wouldn't wanna be with an "ex" and guys probably think that I'm a loser. That's the reason why I felt so restricted making friends with others. Fortunately then KH was one who made me more comfortable to hang-out with.

It was scary......to the others. Thinking of us being gays weren't a surprising issue to us anymore, coz yeah, we can't help but to me like-minded. And I was freaked out too upon knowing that >80% of the things we actually thought of are the same....almost every single day. From the jokes we're about to announce regarding the "bounce-er"and the comment we're about to bitch on the most irritating guy in class, same lines would actually play. So hey, what's more happening than having another you?

I guess one our depressed minds were really the key to the quality association between us both. I still appreciate the times where we would stay out late at night in town simply just talking about the unkind happenings in our lives. I only understand me, and it really helped when there's another me around to listen to my woes. That I guess saved my sanity many times. Listening to the stories of bad times too made me felt important all over again, and unconsciously I know, no matter how much I felt like a loser there was still someone who appreciated my listening ear, or many those little advices that companied it.

Some said I'm a changed person. And I'm glad I did change, at least for the better. KH made me learn the joy of laughter and feeling light hearted, even through the adversities that I'd had to overcome here and there. And even today, just smiling at the troubled times of my days made those monsters so small that I could crush them just like that. Hey friend, you'd probably be surprised you made such an impact, but at least now you know what the everyday of laughter then had taught me. In saying that, I'm sure you had remembered me mentioning to you once:

"You know, each day school ends, I just feel so exhausted. Not because I did anything, but I just couldn't help laughing so hard nowadays."

Oh, lemme tell you a question someone actually asked me once:

"If KH was a girl, would you take him as your girlfriend?"

I tell you now folks, that was one of the HARDEST questions I ever had to answer in my life. But anyways,

1. I NEVER want to imagine KH as a girl. God pleeeeaaasseee NO.

2. Qn: I just wonder what he'd look like if he's a girl. Btw, did KH's size and shape and grooming standards affect our bonding quality?
Ans: Guess not.
Qn: Does it mean that if he's a direct conversion from a male to female, you'd consider him.
Ans: Have you heard my criteria of short hair and racerbacks? If he did qualify, yeah, probably I'd marry HER.

Hey friend, seriously, you look way better than when Man first discovered you, so you ought to be proud of that.

Concluding..

Forgive me if this whole entry's really messy and badly organized and all but hey, I've never liked descriptive compositions to begin with. And it's probably a lot of out of points up there, so probably at the following point you'd really understand what I was trying to say.

Good friends are good friends coz there's simply so much you get out of each other. As for me and KH it was like having a connection to myself. I learned about myself a lot. From the personal ego that I subconsciously keep within to the many lessons that I couldn't have learned on my own, my friend right here falls in my personal hall of fame of "The People Who Changed My Life". It was a turning point to me getting to know you and being a new person, so I hope you appreciate the hallmark too. But hey, even if at this point you don't really get the full testimonial about you (KH), just know that to me,

some of the best feelings and times in life are not meant to be interpreted and defined, coz they're there to be felt and no words can really truly say what they are.

It is my pleasure to say that that's how I would describe our times as brothers and I thank you for that. =]

Stay fun!

2007-09-30T10:57:00.000+08:00

Dad just threw his temper at everyone and I feel really lousy. He puts the blame on everyone and didn't understand the other side of the story.

I've grown to give up explaining myself to him coz' as growing up had showed me, my opinions are always viewed as selfish and self-centered. I'm forever that youngest son who's never mature enough to have his views taken into consideration. Hence, despite all that shouting and yelling by him to mom and me, I could just keep quiet coz' answering back simply won't make a difference. Or it'll just make things worse.

I don't know of any other ways.

I feel lousy.

Sorry KH, I can't finish your awesome entry when I feel pathetic now. It's already half done though.

2007-09-27T01:24:00.000+08:00

Ugh, my ribs hurt. It's one of those times where you prefer not to breathe in so heavily coz your heart feel as if it's smack flat to the walls of the chest.....if you know what I mean. Serves me right for talking a sparring session to lightly. And what do you get? A stomp right to the ribs by the opponent wearing his NEWLY bought NIKE basketball shoes. That "shox" technology really did come into play.

Wednesday training sessions are bitter sweet really. It was started in a bid to gather fellow pals from different martial arts and share combat experiences, where I would most of the time encourage a nice free-sparring game towards the end of the session. Sweet, coz we've really managed to have some hardcore combatants over. Bitter, coz ever since school started and work resumed for everyone, attendance were pretty shaky. But yeah, in the name of fun, who really cares? I just need a training partner. Period.

Tried weapon combat? Yeah, yeah, kendo, fencing, swashbuckling yada yada yada. Ok, now lose those protective gears and grab that innocent looking bamboo stick on the bench. What are ya waiting for? ENGAGE!

Last week alone, a stick fight cost me:

1. a bad cut on the forehead
2. damaged fingers (i hate this most . you don't know the feeling of not being able to clench your fist for 3 days do you?)

Aaand today:

1. some knocks to the fingers (not too bad)
2. accidentally made a swell on opponents lips through a stick-jab (sorry sorry sssooorrryyy!)

Bottom line is it was a great experience as it made me realized a new horizon of combat for me to discover and be proficient in. And yeah, this is worth mentioning: I appreciate the fighting spirit of my opponent towards combat. Despite the injury, it's fantastic that you could just forget about it and kept on kicking ass.

Yes yes, I ought to be learning the lesson of being: ALWAYS READY and NOT DAYDREAM

It's getting a little boring nowadays. Think Laura's right, I need a girl. Cat and kitten don't count.

Random thought: I not a warrior, I'm a duellist.

2007-09-27T00:40:00.000+08:00

Ok, it's pretty much the mid of Ramadan (or fasting month) now and so far my fast have been pretty good. Which means I have overcame my urges of evil food and drink cravings from pre-dawn till dusk. So that's pretty much it right?

Nope, that doesn't do it. I guess it's my responsibility to share some Islamic education with my fellow non-Muslim friends.

Don't ask me what fasting is called in Arabic and what it's literally defined as, coz I have no idea. At least for now. The "fast" in Islamic context is seen as abstinence from something, not consumable alone, but MAINLY on our humanly temptations and actions that will cause damage in every aspects of our lives. This would mean that a true fast by a Muslim is about fighting his temptations, as presented by hunger (abstinence from eating and drinking), sexual urges (having sexual intercourse and wanking too), extreme emotions (getting angry, crying, bad mouthing) and so on. The fast is also broken if a person falls sick to the extent that the fast will cause harm to his health if it is continued. For women having THAT time of the month, no fast for you too.

While the fast is like that of a war with oneself, it also serves as a point of realization to feel the poor conditions of the unfortunate who everyday had to live by with the scarcity of food and clean water. What more is luxury? Ultimately, it meant to allow us to be grateful to the abundance we have and of course to feel deeply, the grace of God.

And Hari Raya is an Islamic new year right? *beep* Wrong answer.

Hari Raya or Aidilfitri is celebrated as a victory over the war that the Muslim have fought for the month and have been triumphant in doing so. And of coz ideally, the lessons of Ramadan is meant to stay with us for the rest of our lives.

So I hope that's educational enough. Soooo let's get back to me.

And yeah, no food, no drinks is pretty alright for me, so that's one demon down. However, this month's pretty special. I've grown to realize the dark side of me, which typically shows how pathetic I am as a person! There's simply 101 things for me to list if you wanted me to, but nah, don't feel like it. But the bottom line is this:

I've been having a bad heart and my realization on this have been getting stronger and stronger. I know eventually that this darkness will plague my life with unhappiness and boy, what pain will tail along! But I'm lucky enough that the consequences aren't too great yet and it is about time this come to a stop. Some things gotta go before I can be the real me again.

In the time being, many apologies to everyone if I've screwed up your lives and I'm pleased to tell you that you're free to screw up mine to get even. And yeah, I'd love to hear from every one soon, so till then..

Thanks fasting month for the realization.

Bloody CMPB screwed up enlistment. Get ready to be spanked by the MP when I meet him this FRIDAY!

2007-09-16T01:33:00.000+08:00

so it's the first all-day-training day while having my fast. it isn't too bad as I expected it to be, coz i'd forgotten to gulp down lots of water in the wee early morning before the day's fast begins. and being a worry pansy me, i'd simply thought that skipping fencing training all together would save me from fluid subtraction. but sorry God, i couldn't resist the temptation of fencing when someone had offered an invitation to En-Garde! and there goes my water level.

by the time i had reach queenstown for karate, fatigue spelled it all. nearly lost my voice while shouting on a dry throat, but yeah, good thing the physical stuff wasn't too taxing. come 6.30pm, Alywin and i got into a mass party with our new-bought sparring gloves! and surely, it was a blast of a time. we continuously exchanged sparring runs for 30 mins till we finally felt like puking, especially me. and perfect, the clock showed 7.10pm, where i asked: "God, can i eat already?"

and i drank.

had big dinner at adam road.

and headed to island creamery.

new waitress with short hair.

short hair kills me.

coz weloveracerbacksandshorthair

2007-09-11T12:08:00.000+08:00

Hello world!

This is a virgin post by me as an administrative slave from the dungeons of my office room, shared with 3 other people who only speak 3/10 of the time within the 8 hours of work here. It can get rrreeeallllyyy non-conversational here that serious oral cramps can occur.

Welcome to the world of office jobs:
sit down, shut-up, follow instructions, do your work

nah, at least there's a pantry with lots and lots of biscuits and exotic coffee flavors brewed by our own office barista: the coffee machine

NS enlistment is pissing me off and there is seriously a problem with the 'system'.

I could blog about my life today ever since I woke up, float to the toilet, brush my teeth and ****, but I'm not a compulsive blogsperson. And come to think of it, could someone tell me what's the point of this post?

2007-09-10T02:19:00.000+08:00

thanks you Laura coz you call me when I feel not good.

Perhaps I should make this clear and rid the misunderstandings. Ok, I don't hate people, but at the many times I feel uneasy towards them, it's simply because I couldn't figure out about how can I ever understand them.

I treasure my relationships coz of their willingness to receive what I had to give, and their generosity in giving me the experiences, whether bitter or sweet.

I love them all. Yes all.

and Laurapop should stop pestering me to buy a new gf. you can bid yourself on e-bay to see if i'll even buy YOU!

hahaha

2007-09-09T10:11:00.000+08:00

Me: my Japanese is improving right?

Hiroko-nee chan: hmmm, yes. you're improving too much that it's scary

2007-09-08T09:14:00.000+08:00

We saw each other
I didn't know what to expect
It's really been a while
Ever since we got back
I knew if I ever met you again
You would never be the same
As compared to how you were
When the both of us first began
The side of me called hostility
Was about to switch on
But somehow it disappeared
When you smiled..

It was really you
The one I fell in love to
The one I never ever wanted to leave
The one who seemed so true

And your face
It just felt so right
It spoke as if nothing ever happened
And the both of us were still alright

And I remember us walking
Down the busy streets holding hands
And beyond the sunset we sat together
As if our love story just began

For do you remember that each time together
That just felt so new
It could have been a year or 2 by then
But it feels like I always newly love you

Then there were people to watch us
In admiration and envy
Wondering how we could ever get together
With all the obstacles we see

It was the words
That you used to whisper into my ears
That whatever happens to us
You would work to keep us together

And you always knew I would do the same..

You lean towards me
As we watched the night light of the Esplanade
Simply beautiful as it could have been
But you had always stolen the limelight

The way you held my hand
And kept it closely to mine
Was as if I was your guardian
Who'll protect you from any bad times..

It was just too much too ask for

It could only be a dream
One that would fade in the shine of the morning
One that made me compose this thing

But why did you ever come back?

What the fuck are you and why are you doing this to me?

Why?

2007-09-04T00:45:00.000+08:00

ok, today was really freaky.

I wore a GREEN polo-tee to work and brought my GREEN backpack. And realized at 6+pm that the candy (Frozz) I bought at 6+am was lime GREEN. In the transport out from work there were 4 other people wearing GREEN and I almost bought a GREEN handphone pouch at IMM. While waiting for the train in the crowd, jie smsed and reminded me about her new GREEN handbag and when I finally got into the train, I realized that the carriage I was in had the GREEN seats! Then on the bus home there was this really cool I've-never-seen-before GREEN Adidas shoes on girl who was at the same time was wearing that GREEN Adidas watch.

reeeaaally. i wasn't lying.

2007-09-02T14:21:00.001+08:00

I just viewed the YouTube video of Lollipop by Chordettes, a karaoke version produced back in 1958 (i think, too lazy to recheck), as recommended by KH. Yup, recommendation went well and it did live up to it's catchy tune, but not as badly as Burka Blue did (wth. Burka Blue.. haha). I'm not sure if his recommendation came along with the thought that the song title sounds closely to Laurapop, but it certainly did reminded me of her.

Ok, it's probably lame to most people and most of em' have already got tired of hearing about this side of me. That Lollipop song really brought back some teary memories of her.

The unconventional first time meet
Her charming little smiles
They way she yells at me
To remind that I'm a guy
Who ought to be doing much much more
To take care of his little girl
For his girl will do the same
Whenever his mind's in a whirl
She'll have this little kitty
Always hanging on her handphone
Which I always said jokingly
Is miserable to be choked like so
But she never listened
Because she insisted that it's only right
To have that kitty I gave her close to her life-calls
To have it close to her life
Laurapop was her name
Whenever she got angry
Coz she sulked like a little girl
Who didn't get her candy
And you should look her right in her eyes
To see a happy and excited girl
When you tell her you'll foot the bills
For the compensation dinner
I don't know how I would forget
The very things about her
That are really big
Some even shattered there and here
The songs she used to sing
Still lingers in my heart
Each time I felt wounded
The tunes will heal those parts
Those were the days
Before we had to part
The night where you told me
The night you cried so hard
This silly girl even fell sick
Because she refused to eat
Till I came over
And became someone who could feed
I'm glad she grew strong again
The way she was when we first met
The times I know what makes her heart
The times where our eyes were first set
I'm most glad that she's still there
To listen to every single woes
Knowing I'm right here too
To eat up her monsters' toes
A buddy like she once was
A great friend that she's once been
A true friend that she'll always be
A God-sent as I'd believe

2007-08-24T19:03:00.000+08:00

Ah Friday! I've been coming home late almost everyday that it's kinda iffy being home this early.

Yup, sleep deprivation is a big issue. Like other nights, sleep started at only 2am or so after the whole night of bowling with jie. And yes, like the many other non-martial arty things in the world, I suck as usual. In moments like these, I just wished there's a cheat code or a game shark to leach on to get to the "GANGSTER LEVEL" and have my "INTELLIGENCE", "DEXTERITY", "STRENGTH", "SPEED" all at level 99. Ok, too much GTA & Diablo. But the point is this,

I got trashed by HER. THE NOOB.

who's the noob now?

Played 4 games where at the 1/2 part, I felt as if my wrists belonged to the bowling gods. I think our lane had the cleanest drains because we "washed" them PRETTY well.

Oh, Korean food at Zing-Do was great. Or maybe I should say it's the best I've ever tasted. It's only now that I can finally make a good comparison between the Japanese and Korean products of the wok. And soooo...

Japanese food still rules
(YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

But I still drool most over Lee Hyori.

It was quite a surprise knowing that jie was actually working in Tuas like I am, but being the way that area is, you won't wanna get lost in the middle of the industrial jungle. And of coz, it's one of the best thing on Earth to know that WE have transportation thru and fro from HOME.

Bye bus fares.

Oh and as usual, bitching fiesta on the night walk home after bowling was fantastic.

We simply agreed to one thing:

It's simply sad to be a someone who's cheated by his/her own fantasies in life, thinking the world is a garden meant for them alone with its dwellers generously sharing their smiles and laughters in the name of good friendship. His/her sad reality lies unseen by their own eyes, with the fact being in a way that the very people whom were thought to be their company of joy, were actually in the same flock on those who had always looked down on them.

A life of hypocrisy, an illusion of fantasy.

2007-08-21T23:32:00.000+08:00

shit

i just don't understand why GUYS like to be rebounds and GIRL like rebounds.

it's none of my business anyways.

ugh, grow up will ya?

2007-08-20T21:09:00.000+08:00

~5mins to meeting time @ Yoshinoya

ME: *walks & stand in front of ordering counter*

CASHIERS: irashimase!

ME: *looks at menu...looking...still looking*

CASHIERS: Irashimase! IRASHIMASE!

ME: (&*%$&*(^!! can WAIT or NOT!?) *smiles* alright, hang on..

CASHIERS: .............

ME: *walks to cashier...KA-CHING!..sees cute girl...*

CUTE GIRL CASHIER: *smile Smile SMILE* hhhhi. waa..what would you like?

ME: hello. hmmm.. can i have soya bean please?

CUTE GIRL CASHIER: *tapping on cash register*ok...soya bean please....oops.. hee..anything else?

ME: (DAMN CUTE LA! hahahahhaahaha!) haha.. that's all thanks..

2007-08-19T00:25:00.000+08:00

Months felt like days and hours like a minute,
Since you left with destiny..
On the other side of the horizon you sailed,
Never returning to me..

But I know you had never left,
The warmth was as fresh now..
With your hand clasp onto mine,
Walking with a single shadow that trails behind..

I still see you smiling in my happiest moments,
Who's same smile brought me out of tears..
The same one that reminded me of you,
The one that never felt more true..

It's been hard without you,
It's hard to carry on..
But I know it's harder to stay like this,
And not look beyond..

A chapter merely unraveled,
The book hasn't ended yet..
We're still in the same fairy tale,
Still seeing what the end entails..

"you know babe, it's been like a fairy tale.

but you know what's the best thing?

the happy ending never stopped coming..."

2007-08-18T09:09:00.000+08:00

Dreams happen and we wonder why,
It shows the pictures and movies we deny..
And bring to a sudden pause in our reality,
To question our most forgotten antiquity..

Dreams happen and we can't deny,
The hidden feelings that we try to lie..
It reminds us about the possible truth,
And shows you the reason behind the unhealed bruise..

Dreams happen and brought you back,
And why...did you ever come back?
To look me in the eye like you mean it,
Always wanting me close every single minute..

Dreams that come showed me you,
To show as if you were really true..
But its just hard for me to not keep you away,
After the thorns I've to pick out day by day..

you held me like it didn't matter anymore..

and looked me in the eye as if you never wanna go..

I can't help but to really question..

what was my heart's real intention?

2007-08-16T00:15:00.000+08:00

i've been coming home pretty late nowadays for some reason.. work ends at 4.45pm everyday and it's really amazing how i can ever reach home at about 11.50pm 3 days in a row. mommy and daddy are starting to show their fangs, now so it's really a must to do something about it. and obviously, my beauty sleep is greatly compromised given the fun fact that the transport bus comes at 7am each bloody morning.

well, on the other hand, i guess i can't help it but to stay out real late after work. WORK is what i shall proudly label as Administrative Hell, where paperwork are like Gremlins which never seem to ever stop piling up, as if the mother of there tiny outrageous creatures were the 2 Xerox machines in the photocopying room. and post-office hours have recently been exciting, with the formation of TCG, involving the regrouping of my former brothers in martial arts.. ok, i made new sisters too..

the formation of TCG have been really brought many good friends back together and the progress of its development shall only bring about more. coming together all in the name of the combative spirit, that is one of the primary aims TCG strives to attain. but, i shall not go too much into this just yet. =]

i shared with WJ about the thoughts i've been holding for sometime with regards to my journey in the martial arts ever since i took the first step 9 years ago. like many long time enthusiasts, martial arts is more then just a free-time activity. it's a way of life, playing its role in defining the happenings of everyday and translating the challenges that time and nature pose onto us. there will be a point in time where a martial artist feel a sense of strength than makes him feel on top of the world, as if the power to destroy or the capability to create lie in his hands. and that is the point in time when one will hunger for more, in search of a channel to stream his energies into.

i've always dreamed to be on a world stage of competition, fighting to place my name on the highest platform the world has ever known, like any athlete would ever want to. each time the world gather in the name of sports, whether in the olympics of the world cup, tears would roll down my eyes partly because i'm touched by the spirit of unity and partly also because i want to be part of the experience.

however to date, the organizations that have been feeding me with the skills i have today are not stable enough to stand on its own, being consumed by the politics that its members throw at each other, in the name of power struggle. the chance and channel for me to get to the next level is simply not that simple. 9 years ago, i could have taken up the path of sports combat and i would have questions boggling in my mind, but then again, the path that i was fated to take had in a humble way, made a person possessing great capabilities, which i wouldn't probably have if i've taken the other way. and maybe too it would have made me a person that i despise, a practitioner of martial arts who's more interested in scoring points in a competition and bring home a medal, rather than to uphold my martial values as a priority step.

well, maybe then i'm in the right path. maybe being a full-contact fighter is what i am meant to be and have been preparing for.

let's see if i'll be there person i'm achieving to be in 5 years time.

2007-08-12T00:30:00.000+08:00

Despite the irritating heat which seems to can't resist wrenching every inch of B.O from my body, today was pretty exciting. Except there's no more Laurapop to have late night hangouts anymore, but yeah, it's great that your enjoying your hectic schedule there. Will visit you after the excursion at Hiroko-nee chan's home country...after NS that is. Anyways, back to today's report:

Went to see the new office for the company: very spacious, very functional. I can start imagining spending my evenings there doodling on the design software and having the meetings. Well, I guess the added excitement was to the long wait and anticipation for the company to be done up and for product to be launched. Seeing some progress in this one was definitely a boost to my MP (mana point).

Oh, I'm actively looking for Product / Manufacturing Designers, so do give me a ping if there's anyone within your reach ya?

With all fingers crossed, I hope the project runs through well!

I'm still contemplating about my post-NS plans.. I pretty much shared the idea to anyone who asked about going for further studies, hence deciding between Vet. Science overseas and Banking&Finance here. I'm working on the decision still and hopefully after meeting DR CHAI next week, we'll get a good overview of things.

On the other hand, the not so often talked about path, there's 2 companies to run too. Frankly speaking, a lot of my passion lands here but due to the thoughts of financial security, I'm inevitably sucked back at studying again. And really, I have low studying levels and reading is like downing sleeping pills.

How to do SCIENCE like thaaaaat?

Hence, I need a good talk from our mice-room man, Dr Chai..

Not really planning to tell mommy and daddy about this coz I know the nagging-bible of Don't-Waste-Your-Time will unravel. But yeah, I wouldn't blame them. Actually come to think of it, I might just do part-time studies, but that spells BYE BYE to vet. science and my kittens won't ever to have free consultations. Come to think of it, they'd still prefer that lady vet.

And last but not least, a part of my wanna sign-on with the Police. That will spell BYE BYE to the above 2 plans. Ugh. Daddy will be happy though..

-to be continued

Ultimate Canon Rock

2007-08-02T00:22:00.001+08:00

I still can't describe what Cannon feels and means to me. =]

2007-07-23T21:22:00.000+08:00

Karate Training: July 21st 2002, Saturday

MJ: -hit, hit, hit-

Me: ok, very good. my turn. can help me hold on to the kicking mit? I wanna do some kicking.

MJ: o ok, can.

Me: -hit, hit, hit-

MJ: *weird gestures*

Me: yes, any problem?

MJ: hmmm.. when you do the thing on me right, like you didn't penetrate properly le. but when i did just now i can feel some penetration, but yours i can feel the force, but no penetration. why ar?

Me: ......eer, it's a different technique la. that's why.. *shivers*

2007-07-14T00:06:00.000+08:00

(funny how I apparently belonged to gangs / cliques / hangouts back in secondary school without feeling I ever did. but it's definitely great to know that I had a place among them in their hearts.)

Right, so I had a dinner meet-up with the old "gang". It's usually a bitching frenzy with Sharmie on such occasions, but I'm kinda surprised that almost everyone who seemed to belong in the clique appeared. I've seen how Sharmie changed from that loyal-presidential-secretary-cum-close-friend image into a babe, but yet to see any makeovers from the rest...till this evening. Hmmm, actually most of em' kinda retained that old look (i.e: Liyana still looked Liyana & so does Hanis).

Eye catcher: Yani--> somehow looked pretty Goth (this staggered me a little)
Taufik --> let's say he looked..."healthier"

And not a surprise anymore: comments about my hair and how people are itching to pull dangling stands of it.

Everyone seemed fine, nothing too drastic, so it was rather pleasant. Disappointingly, I didn't feel like myself today...I felt a little quieter than usual, though the rest didn't spot the difference. But yeah, it could have been a more fun night.

Next time I guess. =]

Night concluded with a final conclusion by Sharmie & Yani:

"you should make a movie or drama serial about your relationships. it's so, dramatic!"

haha yeah, I guess so.

Full with meaning.

Every single bit of it.

But I guess one of the most important lessons that I've learnt is that relationships are called relationships based on the fact that we have strong links with one another, in providing the essential needs that we as human beings seek for. Day in and day out, we can cuddle up to share the sweetest moments that we can ever compose or having the coldest battles we've every fought.

But a relationship stays as long as we feel that link exists.

And in keeping that link together, the single most important factor to me, is the will to compromise and understand each individual's unique needs, then providing the assurance that it shall be delivered,

through that link that joins the both of you.

After all, the need for certainty and assurance IS a human essential.

(popcorns anyone?)

2007-07-12T13:51:00.001+08:00

People change. But it's nice to know that for some, there's a part of them that remains.

It's great to still have a buddy who gets all concerned about the slightest sickness that you have now and then. And she does it as if it was 5 years ago.

I don't care if it's just her personality and everyone gets the same treatment but what matters is that

I felt better. The same way many others felt each time they were down.

I envy thee...

2007-07-11T15:15:00.000+08:00

thank you my fav. laurapop for driving over so late at nite to send 5 of my fav. salmon korokke

no thank you for poaching 1 of them

and letting my mom poach another 1

it's extra nice when it's from u though

so i forgive u

2007-07-11T14:32:00.000+08:00

In many instances people like to say that one's fate lies in one's own hand- for what is to be of him, whether a millionare, a top athlete, diva, or what have you, it's all about what one make for himself. And yes, like many, I'm a fond believer of this theory.

In doing so too, goals play a great part in driving the individual turning it into a reality, especially when it's as clear as if there's no distinction between real-life and dreams.

"People are are not lazy. They just have impotent goals. - Tony Robbins"

O yes, definitely. Goals which aren't motivating enough to excite us into committing to it every single day, every single minute.

Despite all of these, there's only so much we can do for ourselves. And very truly, we ARE only as strong as our weaknesses. There's only so much we can do, there's only so far we can go. There's always a barrier of weakness and limits that we are bound by or more empoweringly, we have to keep pushing, as we strive to live. Sometimes in doing this, we can't do it alone.

For those who can, I envy you.

And simply because there's an up-down trend in our lives that drives us to procrastination and demotivation no matter how clear our goals may seem, we will NEED external help.

S.O.S please

And I find that one of the most obvious, yet seemingly left our factors is to have a stimulating environment.

Being in an involvement of people who's stronger than we are, or having the attitude of endurance and high achievement definitely serves it cause, because it pressures us to pump our best efforts in. Why? Psychologically as people, if we find comfort in that particular group, we will be obliged to do whatever it takes to stay in there coz NOT being in there will be really painful for ourselves.

"Oh comm'on. No big deal. There's always other hangouts wat."
Of coz there are. Those which holds the SAME, LOWER or HIGHER standard than yours, having the same but having the same values as you do, not forgetting...

...being in that group meets your needs without compromising your fears of getting hurt.

On a personal note, I've been in a realization that this is very true. The person I am now and what I was before is a result of a dramatic shift between my social mixtures. The transformation that took place was favourable and definitely several disempowering ones.

And even to this minute I feel that there are some things that IF I wanna reclaim back, it means to be going back to where it started. Or at least, somewhere belonging to the same environment or nature.

I believe myself to be more socially proficient now, but I feel discomfort in the projection of my personality.

I'm intellectually proficient in combat play, but feel suppressed with the lack of spiritual outlet.

I've grown to be a visionary but..ugh help me out on this one.

So this truly calls for lifestyle shifts.

I need real martial artists. Now.

How To Make Inedible White Cream Korokke

2007-07-09T19:28:00.000+08:00

*Secret Ingredient:

Online recipe without ingredient measurements

(this is so crucial, changing this will drastically affect the inedibility of your food)

Ingredients:

A LOT of Butter
Unsure sprinkles & occasional avalanches of Corn Flour
As much as you think is enough, of Milk
TOO MUCH Canned Corn
Innocent lack of Experience

Foodthograph:

. . . - - - . . . to the cooking gods.

2007-07-08T23:08:00.000+08:00

"you know Rus, there's just somethings that we can't live without. like i don't think i'll ever be able to forsake my love for music and you, i don't think there'll be a Rus if there's no martial arts in his heart. then again, it always wonders me.

is love a universal term that we can similarly relate to both the materialistic world as well as the living beings in our lives?"

_____________________________________________________________________
how right you are.

we would've never thought it'll be impossible to be without something if in the first place it was really useless to us. HUMAN BEINGS. what are we then mere creatures like other living beings sharing the same basic traits to live?

living to gain what's desirable for our sake, forsaking those that threatens our existence

disturbing as it may seem, selfish as it can be, it's not. it's just nature.

a relationship with something is what our emotions are able to link to, but love is meant for the things that find a settlement in there.

i remembers the years where the practice of martial arts became such a bother to my parents coz there's simply no meaning in their eyes. and of course, it's crushing, simply because it's become such a meaning to my life.

the adrenaline it pumps, the unexplainable satisfaction that runs wild across my veins each time i did something i once though impossible.. how much greater could that feeling be?

"stop going to those classes Rus! it's such a waste of time."

"are you crazy?! NO!"

and how would i have escaped the trauma of being overweight and teased each day by fellow peers about being fat?
how did i ever projected an image so strong to prevent fist and feet landing on my skin by the pathetic and useless scums of the bullying fraternity?

"so tell me man, the intensity i had for martial arts speak similarly to the tunes you played in music?"

"haha. yeah"

really, i could have done without martial arts if i wanted to

"woah. where did that come from?"

"ever since those feelings of adrenaline started to not pump as furiously. coz, there were other stuff which gave the same effect.

same meaning. well, actually almost.

but i shouldn't go there. =]"

but yeah, things we're just mere relationships coz it feeds our needs. and it starts to become a passion, a love, when it starts to meet our needs more and more. till sometimes it become more than conscious.

the emotional love for the significant other too my friend, share the same room with the many things we do and love

"women are such troublesome creatures. i don't even know what i was doing with her"

"men. ugh. suffocating. is there a more breathable one? ooh, there it is!"

and the list goes on.

the game of love simply revolves around the pillars of Hurt & Heal. at least, to many of us. hurt tells us never to go back to the experiences that seemingly had almost killed us and heal simply showed the moments that we BELIEVE can recurve our frown to the correct orientation.

"i'll never get into a relationship again."

"sure, why not? if there's something other than human which meets the beautiful feelings you once had when you were in the relationship. or better."

"of course, seeing the vast number of years you still POSSIBLY have, what defines H&H to you will revolve around many things. till then,

it's a journey to what you based on Yesterday, thinking of what you can do Today for Tomorrow."

"it's just life. towards the finishing line.

somewhere. =]"

21 Things You Can Do To Your GF On A Free Friday

2007-07-06T21:56:00.000+08:00

1. Wake her up at 9AM with a prank call -(ma'am, i'm calling from Zuji to tell you that your return ticket to Aus. has been forfeited)

2. Hang up the phone and have her call you back when she finally knows it's YOU

3. Go over to her place with brunch featuring a Happy Meal Toy

4. Play SIMS2 on her desktop and delete everyone from her neighborhood -(make sure you have a backup or you won't see tmr)

5. Tell her you're bored and talk to her mommy. She'll pull you out of her house.

6. Go shopping at shopping mall you despise most -(Causeway Point)

7. Have your arms semi-detached on cute-looking, cheap, girlie things

8. Finally buy what you intended

9. Board the bus and realize that you've to beg for fare from HER coz you forgot to top-up your EZ-Link

10. Go to your place

11. Sit down, drink and watch TV

12. Sit down, and watch TV

13. Sit down and hide from jealous female cats

14. Unpack shopping items and prepare cooking ingredients

15. Boil potatoes and have her ask "are they done yet?" at every 5mins interval for 20mins

16. Peel potatoes and cry...while cutting onions

17. Perform Korokke secret ritual -(The Flour On Face Duel)

18. Fry and fry and fry

19. Eat and eat and eat

20. Clean and clean and cry

21. Sit, watch TV and compare who's tummy's bigger

Meat Korokke for family people but not cats

2007-07-06T18:27:00.000+08:00

today i cook food give my mother, me and other family people.. food i cook good look and smell good.. but i no happy the taste is not i want.. but i happy other family people say food is good..

Lime Chicken Kickass Tacos

2007-06-27T18:27:00.000+08:00

tacos rock! they kickass when I MADE THEM! whahahaha

i hate love stories

2007-06-26T00:20:00.001+08:00

hiroko allowed me to seek my own sickness last saturday.. she re-introduced me to my childhood love, rika.

im hence under CED now.

Sukiyaki - Kyu Sakamoto

2007-06-26T00:02:00.000+08:00

It's all because of you,
I'm feeling sad and blue
You went away,
Now my life is just a rainy day and I love you so,
How much you'll never know
You've gone away and left me lonely.

Untouchable memories
Seem to keep haunting me
Another love so true,
That once turned all my gray skies blue
But you disappeared,
Now my eyes are filled with tears
And I'm wishing you were here
With me soaked with love all my thoughts of you
Now that you're gone I just don't know what to do
If only you were here,
You'd wash away my tears
The sun would shine,
Once again you'll be mine all mine
But in reality, you and I will never be cos
You took your love away from me.

Chorus
Girl, I don't know what I did to make you leave me
But what I do know is
That since you've been gone there's such an emptiness inside,
I'm wishing you to come back to me.

If only you were here,
You'd wash away my tears
The sun would shine,
Once again you'll be mine all mine
But in reality,
You and I will never be cos
You took your love away from me.
Oh -- Baby you took your love away from me.

2007-06-19T12:26:00.001+08:00

When tears run dry and the heart went crumpling
There's hardly anyone to listen to the sad howling
That's when loneliness thinks it's got all of you
Don't fret, I know there's still you

It's so far, yet so very near
Seasons could have passed but winter never made it here
It's hardly possible to freeze the heart ice-blue
How could I ever turn cold? I know there's still you

Shopping malls are no fun to do alone
Especially when there's no other arm to be made a tug-rope
So shopping's just a couple of hours longer
I'll buy a little extra, I know there's still you

Lying under the stars and tracing them all
Wishing it might show you, but each started to fall
Coz each star will drop right next to me,
Sprinkling magic stardusts to..
I know, make you...........

- cuddles,
LL

2007-06-17T22:51:00.000+08:00

"Once I had a fortunate moment to meet up with one of the most inspirational people in my life: Nelson Mendela. I asked: Mr Mendela, how did you survive all these years of suffering?

Mr Mendela: what suffering?

All of that wasn't suffering.

It was preparation.

Coz if I die, my death will cause a revolution in this country.

If I survive to make it out of here, my people will be waiting for me to lead them."

- recount, Tony Robbins

2007-06-04T12:16:00.000+08:00

silent streams came crashing,

like the slamming of thunderous waves

enchanted hearts had stopped to sing,

and coldness began to pave

our firmament would no longer glow,

so the fairies could no longer dance

for you're existence lie beyond the horizons,

leaving only a silhouette for me to trance

your voice became magical,

like tunes of heavenly harps

no other melody wraps me so close,

except those so close to my heart

then silent nights longer mattered,

coz i know there's still you

who needs hummingbirds to sing?

when music had never been so true

sweet times my dear was still like yesterday

tingling feelings...still so new... =]

Bing Bang Dance- Lazytown

2007-06-01T03:31:00.001+08:00

Bing Bang Digga rigga Dong
First thing that I say after I wake up
Bing Bang Digga rigga Dong
I say those words before I go to sleep

Get on up it's time to dance yeah
It's so much fun being up on our feet

So we go up up
do the jump
Move around and clap your hands together
Down down turn around
Having fun is what it's all about

Bing Bang Digga rigga Dong
Funny words I sing when I am dancing
Bing Bang Digga rigga Dong
Silly words that can mean anything

Get on up it's time to dance yeah
It's so much fun being up on our feet

So we go up up
do the jump
Move around and clap your hands together
Down down turn around
Having fun is what it's all about

Oh 1, 2 me and you
Move around and clap your hands together
3, 4 on the floor
Having fun is what it's all about

i love Lazytown....

2007-05-28T23:17:00.000+08:00

Osim should consider going into the AdultToys industry.

Now I wonder if coach has an i Gallop...

2007-05-12T03:34:00.000+08:00

To set the cause above renown,
To love the game above the prize,
To honor, while you strike him down,
The foe that comes with fearless eyes,
To count the life of battle good,
And clear the land that gave you birth,
Bring nearer yet the brotherhood
That binds the brave of all the earth...

-Sir Henry Newbolt

2007-05-11T01:55:00.000+08:00

ugh, tiredness is killing me.

i need a laurapop..............

2007-05-09T01:18:00.000+08:00

i've recently put to some thought about why the concept of race bothers me pretty much.. i finally decided that if the definition of race is just a mere division skin tone and color, that will probably be fine.. simply because most of us will agree that there is somewhat a need of a means to differentiate a person of a different color from another person. but then again, imagine:

"i want all the BLACK people to sit in row A, YELLOW people in row B and BROWN people in row C...."

in what sense is there a need to differentiate if we're just simply of a different color? well, maybe if in row A there's a queue for whitening lotion and B for some suntan lotion all for the sake to look like people in row C (hahaha) that'll be really nice..

so really no matter how i think of it, the concept of race cannot just stick with color alone. racial concept inevitably have to be synonymous with ethnicity, which is most definition is known as a package of color, cultural and traditional practices and so on. and this is where things start to get pretty crippling for me.

have you ever hear of ideas like "i can't do X because i'm a Y. and i don't know why i cannot do X, but it's just tradition la. my ancestors have been doing it, so i just follow lor."

how wonderful.

it's simply an irony on how a modern society is said to be loosing its cultural assets for the claim that it is to ease the journey towards globalisation. but at the same time those that are being retained are senseless limiting cultural beliefs like what have been said above.

the way i've been thinking about this issue have always been that of:

"if race is being determined by tracing back to your ancestry, how far back do we go? do we just stop in China, India, Africa and so on? are they really the root origin of where we evolve from?

why do we seek so hard to determine race via ancestry when we very well come from that of a single distinguishable elemental point? humanity."

i remain to be a disbeliever of race if you mark me with labels like chinese, malay, japanese, filipino or whatever. really, it's not that i'm too snobbish to accept my own racial background nor am i a racist. i'm just simply following a belief i find most rational. till, someday this belief is made to be changed, i remain.

i hope you guys understand...

2007-05-06T22:56:00.000+08:00

ok, maybe humans have stumbled on this like AGES ago and i'm only posting it now.. was sweeping through justina's blog when i stumbled into a perfect solution for a happy boy like me:

2007-05-06T10:37:00.000+08:00

ugh, i'm darn tired.. perhaps it's the side-effects of not having attended 2 simultaneous training sessions within a day for sometime.. i was pretty surprised myself to find that karate session at qtcc was about me having bad footwork and couldn't figure out why, as compared to a fantastic time at np doing fencing.. ok, so maybe i should apologize to karate for donating too much energy fencing continuously from 10am to 2pm.. phew.. way cool..

was pretty happy to see new faces attending saturday training session, apart from the soon-to-be-bored-off senior faces.. it somehow gives me the sense of relief and hope for the better future of the club.. and really it was always the enthusiasm of learning which kept my spirits high in teaching and learning, not necessarily talent.. of coz, talent's a good bonus..

it was a pleasant surprise to see beverly back too! i tot it was a little bit embarrassing that i couldn't recognize her only after about 1 year since she left the club due to no-epee conditions. and now that she's back, with a sweet hairstyle which i couldn't stop commenting on, there's really more reasons for me to feel better about the incubating potentials we're having..

i badly need retail therapy.. and wth wingtai.. where's my darn pay?! i've half a dozen things to buy, and a reeeeaaallly good shopping partner to couple up with me.. since there's no laura-pop around, beverly's a good bet.. i'll ask her next week..

i came across a pretty nice quote on an islamic portal, couldn't remember where.. most importantly anyways, it really put me back to thinking and had got me settled on some of the things that i've been questioning myself for something.. tot i'd give it a share.. hope it does good to everyone else here, so good luck!

“A man’s enemies can be of more benefit to him than his brothers, for they draw attention to his faults from which he can then turn away (Haeri p.112).”

motivational posters

2007-05-03T13:35:00.000+08:00

the dangerous anatomy of cute girls

2007-04-24T22:47:00.000+08:00

Setting: leonard and rus went over to the hawker center eager to eat their favourite hokkien mee from their favourite hokkien mee stall. queue was long as usual. leonard and rus sat at the table in front of the stall. they waited. they talked.

L: wah, damn hungry lar..
R: yeah, that's why i'm buying the $3 plate today..
L: serious ar? so so hungry meh?
R: ya..
L: -bitch topic-
R: -replies to bitch topic-

Cute girl walks past.

L: -keeps quiet-
R: -keeps quiet-

rus looks at girl. leonard looks at girl. leonard looks at girl again. girl looks at leonard. leonard looks away.

L: -keeps quiet-
R: -keeps quiet-
L: you know that some people at grumbling about -CENSORED- not declining the decision about helping out in the Fun event last last week?
R: hmm.. yeah.. i'm still not sure what happened.. but i heard it was very hard on them right?
L: ya lor. then halfway it started to rain, then the other club people saw them running away from the rain but didn't help.

cute girl walks past with plate of hokkien mee.

L: -keeps quiet-
R: -keeps quiet-

leonard looks.

R: are you excited about the 100 recruits coming next week.
L: ok lar.. no special feelings..
R: suddenly all guys.. haha
L: no leh.. i think there's like 30% cha bo or something.. from the list i see lar..
R: o ok.. that's good..
L: ...eh rus, you realize that that girl came after us but she got the noodles first?
R: !!! i actually wanted to ask you if she's cute or not le.. hahahaha!
L: ahahahaaha! i wanted to ask you also, but not sure!

leonard walks to hokkien mee uncle.

L: uncle! hokkien mee ok already or not? (*in mandarin)

U: huh? hokkien mee ar?! aiyah, sorry! i cook for you another one.. (*in mandarin)

leonard walks back to sit down.

L: uncle say he cook another time for us.
R: haaaaaar.. tsk, all that girl's fault..
L: wah, damn hungry lar...

2007-04-23T14:19:00.000+08:00

i went for bbq

i bought 2 bottles of vodka

i got 2 free packs of condoms

with doraemon pictures

and we marvel about why the dropping local population

*who's got the pictures now?

You

2007-04-19T16:14:00.000+08:00

There we were, scared
Though everyone else insisted on having more
But I know I was done, it was simply too much
I'll wait for the rest outside the door

For a while I felt left out
When the world felt so loved but me alone to weep
That was when I heard your laughter
That was when my smile began to creep

I remembered how cute you both were
Its hard to put apart, since you're twins to begin with
But the special thing about you is here
Your smile.. so captivating, so dear

Earth turned into a secret garden
sentences after sentences, you and I never end
Oh, very chatty you were
No matter how quiet you now pretend

I never knew where my words come from
Each time your words gust into my ear
It was like a melody from the heavens
It was as if I was answering for a prayer

But it was that moment which made a difference
When your face went close to mine
I don't know if you were pretending to be checking my pimples
My lips cushioned your cheeks in time

It was magical, though worrying
I gave a naughty grin, but curled up in submission
What beating comes next, so be it
An uncontrollable heart is all I have to admit

All you gave was a look so stunned
One second, two, an enigmatic buffet
But it all took that shy little smile before you hopped away
And took my hands through the rest of the day

And to have your hands clasped onto mine
Puts us through ease, no matter what the fear
All nightmares became a walk in our secret garden
Holding on to what we felt so dear

So I've said what you said to me
What will be, we'll let it be
I just want you, the way you want me
Through our hearts, that's how we'll see

=]

Manowar: Warriors of The World (United)

2007-04-13T01:34:00.000+08:00

Here our soldiers stand from all around the world
Waiting in a line to hear the battle cry
All are gathered here, victory is near
The sound will fill the hall, bringing power to us all

We alone are fighting for metal that is true
We own the right to live the fight, we're here for all of you
Now swear the blood upon your steel will never dry
Stand and fight together beneath the battle sky

Brothers everywhere - raise your hands into the air
We're warriors, warriors of the world
Like thunder from the sky - sworn to fight and die
We're warriors, warriors of the world

Many stand against us, but they will never win
We said we would return and here we are again
To bring them all destruction, suffering and pain
We are the hammer of the gods, we are thunder, wind and rain.

There they wait in fear with swords in feeble hands
With dreams to be a king, first one should be a man
I call about and charge them all with a life that is a lie
And in their final hour they shall confess before they die

If I should fall in battle, my brothers who fight by my side
Gather my horse and weapons, tell my family how I died
Until then I will be strong, I will fight for all that is real
All who stand in my way will die by steel

Brothers everywhere - raise your hands into the air
We're warriors, warriors of the world

2007-04-11T19:44:00.000+08:00

i'm living with an eternal grace

tell me which one

2007-04-01T21:25:00.000+08:00

jc students are weird.. i think they think likewise for poly students too...

2007-03-30T01:31:00.000+08:00

i've been having recurring dreams of a person lately.. hmmm...

2007-03-30T01:15:00.000+08:00

it's simply impressive how this concept of "fWeNdS fOrEwErXzXz"seem to start appearing now.. well, it's not to say that i'm not a keen believer of the "friends forever" theory to begin with, but i'd rather label it as a more professional term called "network maintenance".. in anyways, it just stuck me to mention this noteworthy happening..

i've just recently met up with a back then primary school good friend of mine whom i've been rejecting his invitations countless number of times to go out for the fear of unfamiliarity since we haven't met for so long.. it's a wonder what was the driving force of his persistence to keep the connection.. maybe my sheer aura of tender lurve and charm or whatever..

the dinner went out pretty well, and i was especially glad and surprised at how we were able to still interact like really close friends after all this time.. when asked if he really makes the effort to keep old friends, his reply was "not really ar.. last time got one secondary school Bro.. den never meet him for so long, den suddenly met him on MRT don't noe wat to say sia.."

i've learned a lot from people called friends.. you guys are wonderful..

or associates or whatever...

wish i was back in secondary 2..

hmmm.

2007-03-16T23:35:00.000+08:00

Checklist When I Meet Janice Tomorrow:

1. say hi

2. tell her how hopeless she is

3. tell her how impressive she is

4. ask her why she's so fair

5. ask her why she's such a smartie pants

6. see how much she can yak

7. tell her how interesting she has been

8. buy her a prata

2007-03-13T00:25:00.000+08:00

it's been a sickness 2 days ever since last saturday.. my body might have been on an overhaul, even though the likelihood is pretty low, given the occasions i got to seriously work out. other than that, it might have been the sinful ice-creams and the damned goodness of teh-peng each time lim-kopi calls.. for now,

sneezing frenzies
dripping & blocked nose
deaf ears
extreme headaches
near unconsciousness experiences

it's been years with such a syndrome, wonder how can it go away..

on the brighter side:

last saturday's combined agm with tri-elite, bb primers and track&field was fantastic! wouldn't really call it a blast, but it was interesting nevertheless having shared the experiences and plans of the 4 different clubs.. not forgetting the different characteristics of every leader that have led and will be leading the club pretty soon.. some charismatic, some serious, some naggy & philosophical (all credits to this one by jin hui, track&field). and yeah, we were traumatized by the performance put up by the tri-elites based on the wu di dance which music name i can't and will not like to remember (burka blue still lingers, that's why).

i foresee countless opportunities for np fencing in the upcoming year and beyond. and of course, the agm have broadened the horizons of possibilities for me and the rest of the club as a whole.

ive made many plans and goals during my time as the president, but unfortunately wasn't able to accomplished all of them due to several difficulties. henceforth, with the promising group of exco and members np fencing now holds, the light of hope to finish-up my tasks shines again. i am again able to see the images that belonged to the optimistic future of the club.

along with all that, i know that my time as a leader there have expired, so the only way i am able to do what i feel is best for the club is to provide an extra backbone for them as an advisor and guide.. somehow, i just hope i won't be a hindrance to their autonomy of management and hence, i'm always ready to back off anytime i'm needed to.

in all, congrats to the new leaders of np fencing and may the light of the fencing gods shine on thee!

Incomplete- Sisqo

2007-03-09T00:23:00.000+08:00

Bright Lights and Fancy Restaurants
Everything in this world that a man could want.
I got a bank account bigger than the law should allow
Still I'm lonely now
Pretty Faces from the covers of a magazine
From their covers to my covers wanna lay with me.
Fame and Fortune still can't find, just a grown man runnin' out of time

Though it seems I have everything

I dont wanna be a lonely fool

All of the women, all the expensive cars, all the money don't amount to you.

So I can make believe I have everything, but I can't pretend that I don't see.

That without you girl my life is incomplete.

Listen.

Your perfume, your sexy lingerie.

Girl I remember it just like it was on yesterday.

A Thursday you told me you had fallen in love, I wasn't sure that I was.

it's been a year-Winter, Summer, Spring and Fall.

But being without you just aint livin' aint livin'at all

If I could travel back in time, I'd relive the days you were mine.

Though it seems I have everything
I dont wanna be a lonely fool
All of the women, all the expensive cars, all the money don't amount to you.
So I can make believe I have everything, but I can't pretend that I don't see.
That without you girl my life is incomplete.

I just can't help lovin' you

But I loved you much too late.

I'd give anything and everything to hear you say, that you'll stay

Even though it seems I have everything.

I don't wanna be a lonely fool.

All of the women, all of the expensive cars, all of the money don't amount to you. (you can have it all)

I can make believe I have everything, but I can't pretend that I don't see. (Just give me my baby)

That without you girl my life is incomplete.

2007-03-05T19:40:00.000+08:00

hello blog, hello people.. time to enrich you kaypo people on my otherwise boring life (maybe).. so far..

as it had been the same for most of us, it's already the end of 3-year polytechnic course in NP for me.. so, i thought of giving some reflections while my time was served there..

was it an irony, or was it not?

the end of my polytechnic road didn't flash a spark of fulfillment unlike what i had back then in secondary school.. 3 years have generally been, rather monotonous.. and i beginning to wonder if it was because i didn't have a good start to begin with.. to answer that, i probably didn't..

like most poly-student wannabes, i sure was excited to be part of the senior teenage experience.. friends have described to me about the cool facilities and activities poly will pamper you with and how at the end of the 3 years, you won't get enough of what teenage life had to offer.. and of course, them hot babes that often become a talk of the male species that goes to the extent of comparison between other polytechnics.. haha, we all know that was out of the question for me..

first year:

life was pretty smooth, with the occasional bits of stones making humps onto my 2 seated ride.. but little did i realize i was driving only on the sidelane of an otherwise multi-laned road.. for i was skeptical about my vehicle-ing ability to drive with the masses.. too worried to get hit by reckless pilots on the road.. but i know i had tried.. and had slowly swerved to be part of the main.. still, i could only drive on the sidelanes.. either the right, or left..

second year:

the occasional bumpy journey moved onto the unrepaired gravel roads of Johore! my car would get jammed in holes i the middle of nowhere, at even the shortest distances between journeys.. sometimes, the wheel rims would get dented and messed-up like playdough given to the HULK Jr.. i was lucky those wheels were continental and the tires were Pirelli.. or i would have scraped that whole automobile to bits already.. i was lucky?

did i really need that luck?

still, Pirelli or not, my journey in the sidelane ended with a crash into the smelly drain/canal of Bangkok's mainroad.. i remembered being soaked in crap and even ingested some.. and surely, i was a serious accident..

i was brought to a coma for the whole year of my life, with flashbacks soothing the wounds and after that staying to haunt my soul.. that was when i was a living dead.. a matter, without blood and soul, left on the nightmare of reality never to wake-up, never to die.. and there was no one who sought for me.. for to them, it was only I who had driven my life into my own grave..

yup yup, i admit, i did..

and after the grueling road out of hell, i took life to the roads again but this time, i was dancing with the rest of the world.. it wouldn't have been possible without an unlikely sister, and friend..

a sister who screamed at the idiot in my soul to arise and live my next life.. and a friend to drive by my side, while i ventured the road in the middle..

i was hence a new life..

year three:

sometimes i had wished that i never got a driving license, but my conscience tell me that it was all worthwhile.. worth the while to tell me that life's greatest laughs never comes without its its deepest sorrows and its abyss of sorrows always had a hidden elevator to the eternity of smiles.. and like a wounded soldier right out from the recovery room, i had to get a grip to stand up and find a reason to move on, never forgetting the shield to prevent myself from getting injured again.. for i know injury is inevitable, but once is enough.. for now..

i had forgot that i actually drove, or even why my car was a 2 seater instead of an MPV? so, i really got an MPV la.. the more the merrier ma.. haha..

and the moving in the middle of the road wasn't at all easy.. at least it was much nicer then driving on the sidelane.. use less petrol.. in middle road driving, you'll always meet cranky drivers.. one who'll scream at you face and pretends nothing happen.. but with a jolly good time i have with my MPV and passengers, i couldn't really care about what other drivers have to say..

i follow traffic rules, i practice road courtesy.. and if anyone have a fucking problem with then, then eat you own dirt ok? or keep warming the other seat in your 2 seater with new passengers to entertain your "wrath".. nenenenene..

end of the road:

if there was one thing i missed while i was in polytechnic, it would be my old friends.. those whom i had rarely seen but never a drop of unfamiliarity each time we meet up again.. i had always longed to meet them again and thank God, they're all coming back now..

the end of the polytechnic road had given me back the life i once owned and i'm beginning to feel the spirit burning again.. and at this point, my story shall end, with the following humble endnote:

my greatest thanks to:

God
-I don't know what You're trying to tell or do to me, but I hope You'll do it much clearly for me to understand in future larrxxzz..

my dear sis
-your sis (me) would like to tell you that you're the best and the reason why your sis is still alive is because you're a fantastic psychologist.. a friend who'll never disappear in the fogs of battle and a pain when i just want to be a man..

KH
- we know what we did coz we know what we had been through.. we know each other inside out and that fact had allowed us to have a fun time when troubles were at its peak.. i admit i'm actually a terrible friend and finally you've an edge over me to prove your awesomeness but yeah, bottom line is, greatest thanks for bringing me through bad times and sharing the good..

my buddy
- despite your physical non-existence, your spirit and advices have never failed to be an inspiration to me ever since secondary school.. although they come only on sms, i'm lucky to have those without subscription fees.. have fun with your cool bf and greatest thanks to you!

my ex-girlfriend
- there's nothing else i could thank you for except for the experience you gave me in this life.. and experience is like we both know, a personal entity that cannot be described in words, yet bigger than what our minds combined can think of.. you gave the biggest impact on my life made me realize the things me alone would not.. thank you..

flaviee
- you remain to be a mysterious figure to me and through you, i actually understood what being a pisces is like! from the looks of it, you are indeed a close pisces.. many thanks for being my blog patron! =]

old friends
- it's not that you guys weren't here when i needed someone to confide in, but i'm such a bad friend who don't know how to keep up.. haha.. but it's really nice to be back in action with you guys, like the old times.. i look forward to our expeditions up ahead!

new friends
- guys whom i've met in my polytechnic years, i thank you guys for being part of my otherwise boring life.. it's hard to put it in words, but you're the people who filled up the gaps in my life.. thanks people... =]

oh my gosh, i actually wrote this much.. i feel so naked now... *shy*

2007-03-04T01:47:00.000+08:00

hello..

i don't know why after pasting back the Tag-Board HTML on the template HTML, the modifications are not seen.. it appeared on the "Preview", but not on normal viewing..

help...

Poem of the Firmament- Elvenking

2007-02-14T07:17:00.000+08:00

[DAWN: Fragments of star]

It's simply too hard
To blow out all these fragments of star
The dawn never shines
I'm condemned to this eternal night

Fly away, far away
Oh, whence I could feel you whole?
There's a light in your eyes I'll follow
A spark of endless dreams
There's a light in your eyes while you're
holding me tight it enriches my life, it
holds me spellbound

It crawls all inside
It's the wish to back down and hide
Like the calm sea
It's the haven of forces within

Fly away, far away
Oh, up this path I rode
I was searching for a reason
I lost the thread of tale
Fly away, far away
Oh, whence I could feel you whole
There's a light in your eyes I'll follow
A spark of endless dreams
There's a light in your eyes while you're
holding me tight
It enriches my life, holds me spellbound

[DAY: Autumn runes]

On the scars of old runes, thousands of
forgotten memories and hopes
Are carved in stone, symbols of my childhood
gone, on the wind floats a dream and hundreds of my broken promises
and oaths
Taken by the stream, artefacts of what I
was

Read the signs on the trees,
written by golden leaves
Winds are howling their serenades, Ancient chants singing all the good aims
I betrayed

Another night has passed, and with it all
the fears and dreads are gone,
And the shadows have faded

Clouds are leaving the sky, the horizon point out new ways to be found,
There is always a trail to follow, and it will
take you home

Follow all the scents before light passes away Long before the shadows fall
As covering miles in the distance
you will see
What you searched,
you will catch sight of your dreams
Dwelling forevermore, wander aimlessly

It's the fatal falling, on the path we
choose
We're searching for answers
that never appear
We're searching for lands beyond
all limits, we're falling!

Millions of emotions (have) passed through my heart since I'm on this Earth
But the ones that remain are the ones
we're living for

[TWILIGHT: The chant of the first snow]

It's the sweetest Night of all
It's a moment that lengthens to eternity and more
While the flakes soundless will fall
I hear the sound of laugther coming from so high above
And the promise once made
now it's broken
The curtain slowly falls
On the angel that kissed me

It's the Night of cruel remorse
It remains only a distant memory
of things undone
A return to innocence
A travel back in time when everything
seems clear and pure
And the promise once made
now it's broken
The curtain slowly falls
On the angel that kissed me

[DEEP NIGHT: The Dreamcurse]

Cursed, cursed That lone and thread
like figure
So shapelessly unbounded
Will haunt that empty jar
That is me

Cursed, cursed
I'm deep into transparency
A dreamy spiral staircase
A voice, a whisper echo in the gloom

Cursed (cursed), cursed (cursed)
I sharpen all my sleeping senses
Encircle my own wish
I'll never die!

Cursed, cursed
A gloomy sense of sadness
Impaled my arid heart
To the sceptre of melancholy

Cursed (cursed), cursed (cursed)
On the stroke of my half
hour
The token has been shown
Eternal wearing the Red Death masque!

Thousand ways of living
In the end (I) got my reward
I don't feel alone no more

Fly away, far away
Oh, up this path I rode
I was searching for a reason
I lost the thread of tale
Fly away, far away
Oh, whence I could feel you whole?
There's a light in your eyes I'll follow
A spark of endless dreams
There's a light in your eyes while you're holding me tight
It enriches my life, holds me spellbound

...and finally is day again...

On the scars of old runes, thousands of
forgotten memories and hopes
Are carved in stone, symbols of my childhood gone, on the wind floats a dream and hundreds
of my broken promises and oaths
Taken by the stream, artefacts of what I was

Read the signs on the trees,
written by golden leaves
Winds are howling their serenades,
Ancient chants singing all the good aimsI betrayed

It's the fatal falling,
on the path we choose
We're searching for answers
that never appear
We're searching for lands beyond
all limits, we're falling!

look into my eyes

2006-12-30T02:04:00.000+08:00

her poem:

look into my eyes
and tell me what i want to hear
tell me the pretty lies
tell me i have nothing to fear

look into my eyes

and tell me it isn't true

tell me that you need me

as much as i need you

look into my eyes

and tell me what you see

tell me pretty lies

tell me they're not empty

look into my eyes

and tell me we're okay

tell me you have nothing to hide

and that you love me more each day

look into my eyes
and tell me there's no other
tell me pretty lies
tell me that you don't love her...

Chronicles of My Ultra-Ego(s)

I'm an SWO

Launch of Fudoshinryu Webpage

artist

Sherina - Jalan Cinta

Ayat -Ayat Cinta (Verses of Love) - Rossa

JuMp!

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correction to lion

Lion Scare

9th Firemanship Skills Competition

Que NS NS

WKF World Karate Championships 2006 - Japan Female Team Kata

WKF 2006 Male Kumite U75kg Final

WORLD 9th SHINKYOKUSHIN TOURNAMENT

Yoonjakyung's two-swords dance, korean martial art

Korean Taekwondo Video

When You're Gone- Avril Lavigne

FWD: Men & Women

Pengsan

Sorry Guard Duty I/C, I have to go CNY visiting...

Happening @ Hougang

Survivor

Storms

Pre 2008 Partaay!

Super Mario Bros. Super Bloopers, Episode One

Tai Chi Masters Battle

15 Random Improvs - Edited (Michael Goldstrom)

TALKING CATS!!!!! =3

Random Improv: Felix - Russian Fight Instructor

Entry for an Awesome Guy by an Even More Awesome Guy

Ultimate Canon Rock

How To Make Inedible White Cream Korokke

21 Things You Can Do To Your GF On A Free Friday

Meat Korokke for family people but not cats

Lime Chicken Kickass Tacos

i hate love stories

Sukiyaki - Kyu Sakamoto

Bing Bang Dance- Lazytown

motivational posters

the dangerous anatomy of cute girls

You

Manowar: Warriors of The World (United)

Incomplete- Sisqo

Poem of the Firmament- Elvenking

look into my eyes

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