Damn! My laptop's in a Coma!!!

Damn! My laptop's in a Coma!

Or something like that, in the words of my senior, L.
Sigh...
Why do such things have to happen when I decided to be a good boy and go home for dinner while attempting to finish the damn presentation thingy.
Only to find that I cannot access anything since the laptop will always be stuck in a vicious cycle of loading to the windows start up screen, post an error message in a sickly blue screen, then repeat loading to the windows start up screen.
And it goes on and on.

Lucky for me the youngest bro was home.
Managed to salvage something, in his words: the best that he could do.
Let the damn thing run through tests and if all else fails.
Run the damn laptop on 'Safe Mode'.
Meaning that half my programs cannot work. (yesh, of all horrors, my WMP cannot play, nor can my Real player. So... boring night for me.)

Will be taking the damn thing to fix tomorrow.
Hopefully everything will be ok by the end of this week.

Sigh~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Lights, Camera, Action!

Lights, Camera, Action!

Tricked by Ed the Halal Pig aka Director of Photography aka Camera-man last weekend.

Well, not exactly tricked, since he didn't know that the damn shoot was going to take that long either.

Oh, for those who are clueless about what I'm talking about, I was a Production Assistant to Ed's short film last Fri~Sat.
In the industry, the PA(Production Assistant) is something like... the logistics man/utility man/driver/sai-kang warrior/shit worker.
Yups.
The PA does anything and almost everything that the crew needs, and you think that's the worst job? Talk to my boss aka direct supervisor Yap aka Production Manager(PM). He not only had to do what I had to do, he had to PLAN what I do, be in charge of finance, and get to go home later than all of us. Something like the logs head lah.
Respect to him.

Anyway it was quite an eye opener for me, despite the late hours and all.
Serious. I got to visit places where I never thought I would set foot on, ie: da old Commando Camp at Changi, just next to the 'haunted' old Changi Hospital.
In Ed's words, not a place to visit if we were sane. (or something like that lah)
Still, we did spent the night there. With the necessary precautions like praying before we started filming, having LOTS of lightings(and light sticks and torches) and of cos, our trusty ciggys. :)

Smoked damn a lot during the set.
Either was too stressed or too bored.

Preparations were aplenty for a SINGLE shot.
Its amazing how much effort actually goes in for a perfect(or somewhat perfect) shot to be taken.
Lighting.
Sound.
Etc etc..

Had enough of rose petals for quite some time.
Ain't quite funny when one has to pick up the damn petals after showering them again and again for the visuals and the scene.
Like picking up the damn expended rounds after firing.
Ler(our... I think Producer) kept reminding us: Guys(meaning me and Yap), at least 80% of the petals ah. Just like in da friggin' army.

Drove around quite a bit.
But the funniest trips must be trips to bring our Director(Melissa) and lead(and only) Actress(Mag) to the toilet at Changi Village, since they can't go Al Fresco like us guys.
Lucky they didn't pee often.
Oh, and the cock-est trip belonged to the late late morning trip to get gas for the damn generator. Me and Yap.
We were either high from the intense inhaling of petrol, or the severe lack of sleep.
So high that when a cockanathan taxi zoomed past us in the manner which we like to term as 'accident waiting to happen', I actually flashed the damn car with a TORCHLIGHT.
Next thing that happened, both Yap and me started to laugh, hoot, scream and shout. Oh, and sing horrig-ibly at the top of our voices.

Some people are really DUMB.
F**king dumbass STUPID.
The cocksters this time came from the, erm... 'Middle Kingdom' or big mass of land occupied by erm, big body of people who can drown Stinkapore with their spit and accent.
Wanted to give them the benefit of the doubt and be leniant to them since they were kids.
But f**k.
Like what me and Yap concluded.
We weren't this dumb when we were their age.
Reasons being:
1. We don't make a lot of noise if we are approaching a supposedly haunted area.
2. We don't dress like we're going clubbing if we are visiting a supposedly haunted area. My choice of clothing? Something that will not hinder me if I'm supposed to run for my life. Plus we wouldn't dress like we were in the 80s, not even for Mambo night, not in any other occasions.
3. We don't go someplace in the middle of the night without having proper equipments. Ie: Torchlights to actually illuminate the place in case of any potential pitfalls or things like that. And no, we do not think that a HANDPHONE is a source of light. A Maglite IS a source of light. A handphone is just a HANDPHONE.
4. We will not go to a place if someone tells us that it is better to be prepared because there might be paranormal thingys happening there.

and most importantly.

5. WE WILL NOT VISIT THESE KIND OF PLACES IN THE FIRST PLACE. If we do, it will be in the middle of the day where we can actually see properly and thus have a mental preparation should we(in a moment of lunacy) decide to visit it later in the night.
Hightlight of the moment: When Yap 'recommended' them the old Changi Hospital as an 'exciting' place to visit.
Pure EVIL-ness.
But then again, I did play along too.
I have no pity for these ah tiong kids.
Should anything happen to them, I would say they deserve it.

Made a couple of new friends.
Most notable, Ler the 'Grandmaster' and Dan the singing Soundman.

Enough talk for now. Pics will be up as soon as I can find the cable to upload them.

Till next time...

Of project groups, and project groups...

Of project groups, and project groups.

I was quite pissed last night.
Pissed at a member of the opposite sex. A member from my MNO(Management and Organization) tutorial group.
Rare?
Of course.....
But the email by that bi*ch really fired me up.

What f**king right has she got to say all those things that she did(sorry no reproduction of the email here, I have some morals you know...) and try to end it off with some lame smiley face and expect everything to be sweet f**king smelling roses?
I know I didn't go for the 2 meetings. But f**k lah, no like lim bei never email you all to say my reasons lah. Come on lah, be reasonable can, not everyone can wake up this early like you to meet up for projects. And I refuse to do it.
Why?
Cos you all just go ahead and set the time, expecting ALL of us to comply.
Well, I don't give a flying f**k.
I never did.
Aim me never mind, next target somemore.
Apologise to the poor sod after blasting him in the morning, and the ironic thing is that you don't believe that 'sorries' are useless?
What the f*ck?
Serious, if I have a f**king choice, I wouldn't want to be in the same group as you Miss Perfection-ist aka Miss Oh-I-hope-that-my-group-mates-are-siao on-as-me.
Wake up your f**king idea can?
You think doing all these shit work are fun and laughter? Please hor, I know that I am doing this damn things cos they count for grades, and I believe you and the rest of the group possess the same selfish reason for going through this charade.
If not I don't think I even want to know about your existence.
And I'm serious.
So pity me, for I have to meet the whole chink gang tomorrow.
What the FUCK.......................................

Now..... my other group that I met today was totally different.
It was a meet up for our tutorial presentation.
EU and ASEAN. That was the module.
Belongs to Political Science it does, which probably explains that the group members I had knew what we were talking about and belonged to some what the same wavelength.
It was a good session.
We managed to sit down n thrash ideas out, to banter jokes, to come to a consensus, to do everything humanly possible to make the meeting a productive one.
And we did.
Why?
Cos there were no overbearing individuals.
Cos we never play the blame game.
Cos we never go in with the expectation that everything is and can be a sweet f**king smelling bed of roses.
Cos we behaved like how a group ought to behave.
Nuff' said.

But kudos still, to the group that I find, the most ROCKING ever in my stint as an NUS undergrad.
Presenting to ye all, the group of Political Inquiry, PS2102. (I hope the damn mod code is correct..)



How do I know that we rock?
That today, almost 1 year plus after doing that damn project, we can still meet up, tease each other, congregate at the damn library to start talking cock about soccer, 'soccer tips' and what nots.
Man, we ROCK.

Not just a normal weekend...

Not just a normal weekend.

Some things made this weekend somewhat different from the rest.
A dinner gathering with the good ole' 35/99 batch of AJC students and their form tutor, a certain Mr Larry Lee.
Another gathering at another place, at a later time, though it was quite sad that it had to be at the Snake's lair this time under the circumstances.

Soccer on Sunday morning. Details? Nah, not this time...
And the rest of my weekend was spent stoning at home.
I guess it was the normalcy that made it different, yet, somewhat similar...

The winds of these days are just sweeping me by...

Such a lot of stuff have been happening these few days, weeks, months, so much so that I dunno where to start, how to start, or even to start at all.

So I've decided, I shall just focus on the happier things.
At least there'll be something to laugh about at the end of the post.

Vday was quite a normal day for me, since there was nothing special, which I was expecting, ala a Bah-bah kinda 'confession' or something along that line.
But no.
Quiet as hell.
Got flowers from Giang giang. One of our 'bruders'.
Thanks gal, think this is the first time I've ever gotten flowers from a member of the opposite sex.
Hee~~~~~~~~~~~

The afternoon was spent in a quick game(s) of Dota before moving to KBox Clementi to sing our hearts out.
Beng Beng, Bushiren, Giang Giang, ii, ik, Kev, Pinkies and me were the chink-gang that went down.
Oh.... and how we murdered some of the songs.
Songs like: "My heart will go on", and erm... basically all the songs?
Fun-filled evening though.
You guys(and gal) rock.
Thanks for a great evening.
Topped it up by meeting Berd da Anaconda.

And I saw him again on Wed. With Goose.

And I saw him. Today.
Again.
*for full details, as usual, can find it here.

Notable events for today:

1. Settlers' Cafe. Where we had fun playing various board games such as Block-something-something, can't remember. And oh, Guesstures. Where we learn that a gymnast is someone who jumps off a cliff or something, that a certain J is an "as*hole", K is "nuah", that a certain ii makes a good rat impersonation, that giang and nings shocked us with their supposed telepathy - 'dumbstruck' and of cos, that gals and guys think differently. Really.

2. Dinner at the Tiong Bahru Market. Rock.

3. Peeing at a multi storey carpark in the middle of the night. With another cock-a-nathan peeing just in front of you.

4. Drinking Absolut Peach when blogging.

I can't freaking believe it...

I can't freaking believe it.

Just finished a blog post and what happened?
THE FUCKING THING CANNOT PUBLISH SO I HAVE TO REDO EVERYTHING AGAIN.
KNNBCCB!!!

Sorry if the post sound angsty as it goes on, for it has been a long night.

1. Getting f**ked by my dad when I was trying to break up an arguement between him and the bastard 2nd bro.
2. Kena-ed thrashed in Dota because of 1.
3. Had a series of bad game because since 2. brought my morale down.

And now I have to suffer the hair tearing agony of having my fucking post being fucking deleted.
What the fuck~~~~~

No happy posts tonight.

Currently feeling: Very FUCKED Up.

10 Things I've learnt after watching "Walk the line"

10 Things I've learnt after watching "Walk the line"

Damn... I just realised that my current blogskin does not allow me to post my blog with the friggin' title.
So all along lim bei happily post my title hoping someone might compliment me on the use of a great title to complement a even better post.
But no.
There is no blog title.

Sianz~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Anyway, was thinking of catching Geisha with SQ(identity protected cos later the abovementioned personnel get bad rep from associating with me, not too good lah, but might change it if the person dun mind.. kekeke) but due to timing incompatiblity, we decided to switch to Gay.. I mean Brokeback Mountain but alamak, timing also wrong.
So settled on Walk the Line.
Which was quite a good show, in my humble opinion, thus driving me to once again, share the lessons I've learnt and of cos, spoil some parts for those who are interested.
In Berd da Anaconda's words:

SONG BO~~~~~

Here goes:

1. If you see a wood sawing machine looking like its gonna break down anytime soon, and the damn thing actually can IA(army term for f**ked up, guys should know...) once. DO NOT. And I repeat. DO NOT. Go fishing, even if your brother tells you to do so. You will be needed to make sure nothing happen(ie: damn thingy cocks up and cut your bro). Simple as that. Plus you won't get any fish.

2. If your dad keeps asking why your bro die-d and not you. He probably like him better.

3. When you are in da Air Force, you are bound to have free time. Saw there in my stint in da grand ole' RSAF(Rarely Seen After Five) and this film only serve to validate the point. Where can one find free time to compose and practise and sing song one... Air Force lah!

4. Have a standard answer for a question that you will be asked a couple of times in your life. For example: If people keep asking you "Are you always this ugly?" Be sure to have a standard, SOP answer, best taking the example of Johnny Cash and reply in a super, nonchalent, bo chup manner, "Probably". That is cool.

5. If you have fan mails and most of them are females, than your other half have a right to be worried. You should be too. Especially if most of them are underaged gals.

6. Police have 6th sense when it comes to sniffing out drugs, so don't try cock-obvious place like stashing them in your guitar or something. Come up with something original, like shoving it up where the sun doesn't shine.... wait. Don't think that's TOO original too, but you get the picture.

7. Speaking of drugs, don't be so NOOB to keep them in places where people can find them easily, like your closet or *faint, on the TABLE! Build a Drug-Cave or something, like a Bat-Cave, when you have to activate the damn entrance by playing Pachabel' Canon in D on the piano or something lydat. Come on guys, you hid your po*n stash better than this. But on the other hand, I tink if the craving kicks in, you can't even see or walk straight, much less play the bleddy piano.

8. If a tractor is stuck in the mud or something, and the friggin' thing is landed right smack in the middle of a slope, balanced nicely(can't get it out nor can it slide down), don't tempt fate by revving the engine damn hard and shouting at the top of your lungs "Move you sonofabitch!!!". It will move. DOWN the friggin' slope. With you in the damn tractor.

9. There are alot of ways to propose to a gal. Waking her up in the middle of the night in a shaking bus with 8 other smelly guys at the front isn't one of them.

10. Talking about proposals. It doesn't matter how many times a guy can propose. What matters is the PLACE. Propose to her in the back of a bus gives her a reason to be f**king pissed and say NO. But propose to her when both of you are singing on stage in front of like what, 10367 people MIGHT make her paiseh and say yesh. So choose the location properly. And don't say things like: "Oei, wanna apply for HDB flat or not"(too passe) or "Thou art the light in thine wretched existence"(too poser). Go for something simply like "I want you to marry me.", or something like that. Direct and straight to the point. The gal only need to digest for a while to answer yes or no.

And that's all folks.
Hope ye all learn something new too.

PS: Fwah~~~ Joaquin Phoenix and Resse Witherspoon can sing sia. Seriously. They really CAN sing. Not some warbling, blabbling kinda bullshit. They can sing. Especially Jaoquin Phoenix. Which makes me wanna download... I mean buy the OST for the film.

PPS: I think J.Phoenix is a DAMN GOOD ACTOR. Period.

PPPS: Had a good after movie kopi with Berd and friends. For more info can read it here.

A Happy Post

Time for a happy post.
Plus I realised that the Guys' Night Out(which happened on Friday leading to events that got me into the situation explained by the previous post. Confused? Never mind, just read on.) episode wasn't properly chronicled. Yet.

Anyway, Friday was quite a day.
From pang-sehing Berd da Anaconda for lunch. (for more details can go here. He bitched about me, that cock.)
Rushed down to school to see Luke play the piano, although he was wrapping up his 'performance' when I reached. Nabei.
And then, I did something that must have been a shock to many.
I was doing my essay BEFORE the dateline.
Song bo?!?!?!?!?!? (sorry this is one of my recently most used phrase cos I find it quite kick ass. But I digress)
Well, for those who are interested, lim bei did finish my damn Sports and History term paper in time.
Although it made me late for the Night's Out thingy with Jamesy boi, Horny(Hongni) and Kev.

Next thing after I submitted my essay, I was at Kev's hall, I was at Horny's workplace, and finally, we were in town.
Dinner was at NYDC(Wheelock Place that one) where we saw Gina and Leon working while we were queuing up.
And when we were queuing up, I realised that why this bunch of people rock.
Cos we all like to talk cock.
Period.
Highlight of dinner:
Making Kev squirm when we try to convince him that the melted cheese of his oven-baked rice bears a small resemblance to erm... certain bodily fluids, erm, which are of male origins.
It was a Kodak moment to remember sia...

Smoking after dinner produced another classic moment:
Jamesy boi: Blah blah blah(forgot what he said...), I just learnt how to play mahjong over this new year...

Us: *Shocked/Stunned/Disbeliving looks.

3 seconds awkward silence.

J: You guys don't give me the F**K face!

Us: Wahahahahahahaahahahahaha!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Bea-u-tiful......

Especially when Jamesy boi saw how stunned we looked.

Finally ended up at this KTV pub. Dungeon.
Located somewhere near the Maxwell Market. So that makes it twice in a row I've been to Maxwell area this week.
What can I say about the Dungeon.
It was... not too bad.

There was...
Beer
Card Tricks
Ciggys
Dice games
Drinking games
Egypt
FDS
Ivory Coast
Karaoke
Lame(cold) jokes
Koko(and his arse)
Summer
Sophia/Sophie(can't really remember)
Toasts
Toilet paper (jokes)
7-11

What a night it turned out to be.
Once again.
You guys made me smile.
Thanks.

Twice in a row.
I should be getting a prize for this.
Twice in a row I had a shock waiting for me at home.
In the form of dad, when he opening the door for my last nite(or morning to be precise), and just now, around an hour ago when he was sitting on the stairs awaitin my arrival.
To do what?
F**k me upside lah what else.
With all his talks about how I still so damn immature, how I wasting my time, how I should be doing this and that, and why I come home so late, why I seem to have endless things to talk about....

Fuck you I say.

I had enough of the holier than thou piss arse attitude.
I can't deny the advantages that I can leech from a dad like him.
But try listening to his sermons and you will give it all up.
He will make you sound like a LOSER.
Cos why?
He can make more $$ than I do with an educational level so low I can almost laugh.
But its true.
He does makes $$, something which I still find hard to do.
But I ENJOY doing the things that I do.
Does he?

I have no idea.
I also have no idea why the f**k am I not allowed to drink(even a bit) when I drive when on the other hand, he can drink till high, and I mean f**king high, and still be allowed to be behind the wheels with 4 other lives at stake.
Can~~~
Cos I'm a young punk driving a flashy car mah.
Fuck you lah.
You think you uncle they won't catch ah? You got Immunity ah?
Lan Jiao lah!!!

I also have no f**king idea why he likes to term us as useless, when we are the ones in Uni and he's not.
Or why he likes to tell us to learn this and that, learn a skill he says.
I am, I want to tell him.
I learning how to smoke and socialise and ogle at gals.
But f**k if I gonna let him know that.
Learn a skill.
My balls lah.
If I wanted to learn a f**king skill, like.. I dunno, mechanical stuff? I wld not be MAJORING in a particular field of study and enroll as a f**king engineer instead(no dis-respect to engineers out there, got quite a few bugger engin friends).
If I have time, I will rather spend it ranting and raving than think about what the f**k he's saying.
Cos its the same shit.
Again.
And Again.
And Again...

KNNBCCB.

Too shit pissed angsty that I refuse to blog about anything else liaoz.

Don't really give a flying fuck anyway.
So till next time...

Funniest thing I've heard in quite some time...

Clement Yee(Dark): Dark people should eat dark chocolates....(the rest I too lazy to blog about)

G: But you're not getting darker, you're getting lighter.

Clement: Shit! Cannot be tall, cannot be handsome, now CANNOT EVEN be DARK!!!

Rest of us: WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Remember, whatever happens, It's a Good Day.

That was Wee wee's parting comment before he slammed the door(so hard that I think the people in the Club Room can hear it) after I dropped him off.
We were just finishing lunch, and some after lunch activites.

Which were:
1. Eating fried ice cream for dessert.
2. Drinking teh peng(ice tea) after doing 1.
3. Having a smoke after doing both 1. and 2.
4. Going for an 'educational' walk in Geylang.
5. Rushing to a coffeeshop to pee, which was before we embarked on 4, resulted from 2.

Lunch was with Berd and Billy(Tzehao) and there was a minor episode that happened.
For those interested, can read from here: http://reccos4ever.blogspot.com/

Now, some might ask why the heck we wanted to embark on 4.
Reason: Wee wee was 'molested' the night before, I was eager to find out the site of the crime.
Not to get 'molested' too, as some hum sup buggers out there might think, but to PREVENT myself from getting 'molested' there.
Prevention better than cure mah...

Anyway we trekked in the blistering sun with the results of:
1. 2 smoked ciggys.
2. 2 bottles of coke.
3. Hair spray and some vitamin pills(both Wee wee's)
4. The shock and horror and finding a bunch of young punks(they look like sec school, maybe J1 young punks) visiting a place of shady establishment. In Wee wee's words: If they were 40+, fat, balding, then we can understand. But no~~~~~~~~~ they didn't look old, fat and baldy. They looked underaged.

Ended back up in school around 3 plus.
Had a smoke with Steben, Blooey(Luke), (Rubber)Ben before heading to class.
And realised that the guy that I saw and saw me when I was driving past Temasek Hall with the windows down blasting 50 Cents' "P.I.M.P" was really my tutor.
Not someone who looked like him.
Damn.
No wonder he was staring at me with a amused expression when I was into-ing myself in class today.
Damn.

Met up with Snake and Lady Boss in town for some movie catching, where Lady Boss lost the plot on why my car was supposed to be at Borders while the Snake's car was parked at Lido.
She realised the logic eventually.
I was almost confused myself initally, and the ironic thing was that I suggested it in the first place.

Dinner was Sakae Sushi buffet.
When at the end we realised we were CONNED by the people there.
KNNBCCB.
The f**king service personnels
1. took damn long to process orders
2. took 3 tries before getting A CUP of iced water(yesh, I'm still bitter over it)
3. never explain to us that our buffet consist of orders from the Tempura and the Teppanyaki section, hence we only ate Sushi and the ala carte items. (this pissed us off the most since we had to pay more for this special buffet)
KNNBCCB~~~~~

Watched "North Country" after dinner.
Not a bad show.
3.5 ciggys out of 5.
Too slow paced at some point, I was resorted to playing with my lighter and replying sms-es.
If got time and I feel like it then I do the things I've learnt from watching the show.

Then off to pass something to my senior L,
and back home.
But not before ciggys, phone calls, sms-es, and a cup of hot tea in the middle of the night at Kim San Leng.

It's a Good Day.

PS: Charlize Theron is chio(pretty). Period.

PPS: Thanks again for the dinner and movie invitation Snake and Lady Boss, and sorry to the guys who were playing. Another time yah?

No forevers and evers, nor are there yesterdays once more...

I have to admit, this post was the result of me listening to too much oldies and sappy love songs when I was driving back from school for dinner.

Coming to terms that forever and ever is, and will always be, a fantasy.
Used to think that in terms of relationships and such. Me.
But cynicism started creeping in.
So did reality.
So did the heartbreaks and the regrets.
We often forget that there can't be forever and ever.
For we are mortal.
And if we can't live till then, then why make the promise for forever and ever?
Lies. Then.
It will be.

Yesterday once more?
Not this time for me.
I had too much yesterdays to plague and cripple me.
I don't need another yesterday to anchor me to the past and shroud the vision of the future.
Though I must admit.
There are songs still, that can make me cry.
There are memories still, that can make me hurt.

Of lunch and such...

Lunch was at Maxwell road with XX.
Got lost trying to get there.
Any surprise?
Not really, cos some gals, not all, but some are rather bad at giving directions.
She was one of them I suppose.

Anyway its been a long time since we've met up.

So yah.
It was pretty good.

Now,
back to my own stuff....

Later.

Ok...

I'm high on San Miguel and Absolut Raspberry.
And I dunno what the fuck is going on...
Literally.
Something is seriously wrong with my life now and I cannot understand why or what...

Damn....

On a day like this...

Of clear blue sky.
Of giant white clouds.
Of a dirty, small car.
Of a lone, smoking soul.

Of everything else, on a day like this...

Lost...

CCB.
Got lost today when I was driving to my grandma's house.
From school no less, when all I had to do was to take the AYE, go straight all the way till it mergers into the CTE, then turn left at the Yio Chu Kang exit, and presto!
I'll be at my grandma's place in no time.

So how the f**k did I get lost?

Ans: Cos I didn't have enough money in thy bank account to top up the damn cashcard, and saw the sign saying "ERP on CTE from 6-8 pm".
The F**K????
I thought ii might be wrong when he told me that the ERP gantry at the CTE is operational till 8, so I wanted to take the chance to hiong the damn thing.
But WTF?!?!?!?!?
I thought only the town got such charges?!?!?!?!?!
Wah kaoz... the gahment really damn smart sia, like that also want to tax... CCB, since they tax so much, why don't they cut down on the ciggy tax, afterall, can use the $$ earned from ERP to pay for the damn roads liao lah....

KNNBCCB~~~~~~

But I digress.....

So what to do, lim bei(aka me) had to make a turn out to Upper Serangoon Road and attempt to find my way to Lentor Ave(where my grandma stays).

Turned out to be quite a fun trip afterall.
Went past the place I worked for a couple of days, the telemarketing thingy that Lady Boss recommended.
Went past the place where the stretch of road paved in metal plates near Paya Lebar, when I once drove by in a van when attempting to collect sponser goods for either O Week/Matric Fair.
Went past the place in between Ang Mo Kio and Serangoon where me and Mr Snake had a coffee/tea/smoke(me only lah) while waiting for Jem.
Went past the place where I once picked up Jamesy boi from.
Went past the place where I will pass by everytime I sent her home.

And then.
I went to my grandma's place.
Hungry for food.
But full of memories.

PS: Nabei~~~ the most freaking ironic thing is that I have cash in my friggin' wallet, but there's nothing left in the bank, so I was stuck at school, stunned for a short period of time cos it was really LPPL(ask me if you dunno the meaning of this word, I can explain to you in explicit terms) to go find someplace to deposit $$ then attempt to top up my cashcard again. Thus the thought of trying to beat the ERP system.

PPS: I was late for dinner. Way late~~~

Tagged

I'm supposed to do this a long~~~ long time ago but due to the whole chink-gang of events such as the moving of my blog, CNY, school starting etc etc...

Anyway, I've been Tagged by Junie and if I don't do anything soon, I might probably be in for 1x big one.

Here goes:

Rule 1: List 5 weird or random things about myself.

1. I hate strawberries. No idea why but I just cannot take the taste of this thingy that tries to pass itself off as a fruit. No strawberry flavoured thingys also. I cannot tahan.

2. I hate the sound of bells. Small bells still ok. Big arse Shaolin-ish bells. Nope. I will turn green in the face. Serious.

3. I wash my car at least once every week. If the weather is sunny, then once every 2 days. Yesh I'm a cleanliness freak when it comes to my car.

4. Speaking about cleanliness, I hate it when other people sit on my bed without my permission. And this include my parents and my bros. I never sleep on my bed without bathing. If I didn't bath, I'll rather sleep on the floor, or on my brothers' bed. Muahahahahahaahaha

5. I love mushrooms. Totally. Any kinds of mushrooms will do as long as they are mushrooms. So if anyone wants to feed me, just add in mushrooms. But please, no strawberries....



*As for Rule 2 and 3, since I can't think of even 2 other buggers who blog as frequent as me.... so I think I have to pass on this... :)

Another yearly affair...

With different people that is.
This is, its the NPCC people whom I've also known for like, a decade or so.

House hopping from evening till night.
Favourite activity?

Gambling of course. :)
Only took time off for dinner. And smoke.
For me that is. The rest of them don't smoke.
Dang...

Anyway we ended up playing cards in 3 different houses, and I even left them at 11+ to go Josh's house for another session of hardcore gambling.
And I must say.

JOSH's HOUSE IS FRIGGIN' SOLID SIA!!!!!
If I ever strike it rich in the future, I will model my house like that too.
His freaking toilet is like some secret passage where you can press a button and it will transport you to some secret Josh-cave or something.
COOL~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Reached home at the grand time of 430 to an arrow by my dad.

Sianz~~~~~~~~~~~~

PS: Best moment of the day was when I was the banker at my friend L's house. Some bugger got a Blackjack and I started to sweat. Turned over my card and laughed when I saw it was a ban-ban(double Ace). Started laughing louder when the poor sod started to lament: "Wah kaoz, kena Blackjack also need to pay $$ sia....)

PPS: Worst moment of the day was when I was trying for a gor leng(5 cards) and Steben/ii/Piggy/Mich/Bartho/Josh(dunno who shouted the loudest but I assumed all did) started to curse me by exclaiming:"Flower, Ah Peh, Picture...."
And lim bei drew a picture card and had to pay double.
F*************************************K

PPPS: Classic moment of the day was when Josh the cock exclaimed loudly that it was time for a $10 moment. Placed a $10 bet. And proceeded to lose it with another $10 thrown in cos the banker got a Blackjack. Me and Steben were laughing and consoling ourselves that lucky we never follow the cock and dive into the sea, if not we would have die-d cock standing.