Sigh...

Sigh...

Most things that can go wrong today went wrong.

1. Woke up at 730 by a wake up call from the missus. Fell back to sleep only to wake 3 1/2 hours later.

2. Because of 1. I wasn't able to start on my essay earlier.

3. Started to hear weird sounds coming from the left side of my car halfway to school when it was too late to turn back thus leading to 8.

4. Went to print Snake's essay in the library only to find that the lone available computer was not able to read thumb drive.

5. Borrowed Guanjie's cashcard only to find that I needed $0.04 more to print the damn thing thus leading to me having to top up the cashcard and wasting precious time.

6. Got whacked into submission in KOL by the Bat King. Or King Bat. Whatever.

7. Misplaced wallet therefore had to look for it.

8. Weird sound in the car getting SUPER LOUD after picking up the missus and realising that the motorcyclist that was gesturing frantically(he kept pointing to the left side of my car, I thought he had a problem, she thinks that he's trying to ask me to keep to the left lane cos I was driving around in the expressway at quite a, erm, not too fast speed?) to my deflated tyre.

9. Because of 8. I had to leave the car in school and hailed a cab to Suntec instead.

9. Went to the Loof, wanted to pee, and realised that the guys need to queue for the toilet too.

10. On the way back realised that XW didn't drive therefore had to cab again.

11. After sending the ladies back went back to the car and realised(to our horror and amusement) that my car DOES NOT HAVE a spare tyre.

12. Called the BMW Emergency Service line only to find out that they do not provide servicing to Mini anymore, got directed to a guy sounding as sleepy as Snake(when I call him at 2 every afternoon) and found out that Mini service does not provide changing of tires since they do not carry any spares. WTF.

13. Cabbed for the 3rd time today since I have to leave the car in school to wait for the tow truck to come in the next day.

14. Came back home and realised that I have neither the mood nor the energy to finish up my essay.

Sigh................

Although there were some good things that came out of today, like how I managed to sort out the important stuff from the books that were borrowed, meeting up with the missus, hanging out with the guys at Loof, arranging for ball the next day, and realised that the veggie-ed in house journalist may look like an Ah Beng but he's a true bruder indeed.

Well, there's always some silver linings in the cloud......

Sigh...

Sigh...

Most things that can go wrong today went wrong.

1. Woke up at 730 by a wake up call from the missus. Fell back to sleep only to wake 3 1/2 hours later.

2. Because of 1. I wasn't able to start on my essay earlier.

3. Started to hear weird sounds coming from the left side of my car halfway to school when it was too late to turn back thus leading to 8.

4. Went to print Snake's essay in the library only to find that the lone available computer was not able to read thumb drive.

5. Borrowed Guanjie's cashcard only to find that I needed $0.04 more to print the damn thing thus leading to me having to top up the cashcard and wasting precious time.

6. Got whacked into submission in KOL by the Bat King. Or King Bat. Whatever.

7. Misplaced wallet therefore had to look for it.

8. Weird sound in the car getting SUPER LOUD after picking up the missus and realising that the motorcyclist that was gesturing frantically(he kept pointing to the left side of my car, I thought he had a problem, she thinks that he's trying to ask me to keep to the left lane cos I was driving around in the expressway at quite a, erm, not too fast speed?) to my deflated tyre.

9. Because of 8. I had to leave the car in school and hailed a cab to Suntec instead.

9. Went to the Loof, wanted to pee, and realised that the guys need to queue for the toilet too.

10. On the way back realised that XW didn't drive therefore had to cab again.

11. After sending the ladies back went back to the car and realised(to our horror and amusement) that my car DOES NOT HAVE a spare tyre.

12. Called the BMW Emergency Service line only to find out that they do not provide servicing to Mini anymore, got directed to a guy sounding as sleepy as Snake(when I call him at 2 every afternoon) and found out that Mini service does not provide changing of tires since they do not carry any spares. WTF.

13. Cabbed for the 3rd time today since I have to leave the car in school to wait for the tow truck to come in the next day.

I should be doing...

I should be doing...

My essay instead of blogging.

But then again, I'm having a break(one of the many I have taken in the course of finishing this damn essay).

Writing a damn travelogue at the beginning sounded like a good deal.
Too good to be true indeed.
But now, only now then I realised the agony of trying to write something which I should've blogged months ago(thus saving myself the agony) and having no particular structure at all.
Maybe there is a structure to writing the damn shit, but as of now, I can't really figure that out and I don't really give a flyin f**k as usual.

Oh the bright side, at least there's soccer to keep me company...

I need my roccos and my bulls to keep me awake... :(

Was it something I didn't say...

Was it something I didn't say...

Once again I was rendered speechless.
Was it something I didn't say?
Or was it something that I didn't do....

1 down, but oh yah, 3 more to go...

1 down, but oh yah, 3 more to go...

Finally handed in my Sports and History essay today.
Wait. Yesterday. Afternoon. After I woke up at the insanely late 2-something in the afternoon(and only because my bro was about to break the door down from his incessant pounding) and ran a final spell check on it.
But its in.
So its 1 down.

With 3 more essays to do.
Wait. 2.
Cos 1 of them is a travelogue. Song Bo???

Some notable stuff that happened these few days:

-- Attending the forum that was organised by our 'dear' PS department regarding issues like the General Elections, PAP, the Opposition, so on and so forth. Can't be bothered to type them all out. But I do learn some stuff from attending the damn forum. Which are...

1. If your tutor tells you that you can get a 1% grade for attending any thing. He/She is lying. Unless you can set up a booth with a flashing, neon lighted signboard proclaiming loudly that students from this module PS**** please report here to sign and verify your existence. Best if can fingerprint so that there is a confirmation that you are physically there. If not, don't bother.

2. We all love to make complaints about the gahment, but seriously, what is the alternative? I for one have no idea...

3. For Q&A session, state at the beginning that question means 1. Anything more than 1 = QUESTIONS. And yesh, there will be cockanathans who try to test water and say, my QUESTION has 4 parts..... Lan Par!!! If your questions have 4 parts it is not A QUESTION liao. It is 4 QUESTIONS.

4. If you are not from a faculty that is renowed for good english, save yourself, the faculty, the university, your family and the gahment from embarassment. Sit down and shut the f**k up. Cos no one will understand what you say and you will take a f**king long time to say it. By then you not only malu-ed(ie: make a fool) yourself, but also proved that your faculty is not renowed for good english, disgraced the university in front of 'esteemed' guests, made your family want to disown you and is a slap in the gahment's face for spending so much money on Speak Good Enga-lish Campaign and still have failures like you.

5. If your question is irrelevant. Save us the time and shut the f**k up. We don't need to know.

6. By speaking in accent-ed Enga-lish will not endear you to the voters. I do not need to know where the f**k you went to 'acquire' that accent and I'm sure there'll be people who think likewise. Please remember, you're trying to contest for a seat in the SINGAPORE gahment. Not some ANG MOH gahment.

Ok, too much about this damn forum liao, moving on...

-- Stoning at the Suntec fountain, going down to the insanely huge fountain to 'make a wish', touring Marina Square. Oh, and taking pictures.

-- Spending the night over at the Snake's lair only to get chased out of his room, suan-ed by his youngest sis, attempt to do the essay only to find that my partner-in-crime fell asleep and best of all, opening up a mail at 9am to find that the tutor extended the deadline. KNNBCCB!!! But at least I got a sleeping princess to accompany me. :)

-- Meeting the guys(some of them) for soccer watching session at the Snake's lair. Never fail to bring a smile to my face. Nuff' said.

-- Manchester United 2 - Bolton 1. Lead cut to 7 points with a visit to Stamford Bridge. Shiok...

-- Soccer session tomorrow, later I mean.

Bliss...

Bliss...

bliss ( P ) Pronunciation Key (bls)n.

Extreme happiness; ecstasy.
The ecstasy of salvation; spiritual joy.

or

The feeling one gets when you wake up beside the one you love, sans the late night essay hammering session(read: what lim bei is doing now...)

Goodnight my sleeping princess... (though technically its morning now)

PS: Shucks... I'm still stuck at my introduction for my Sports and History essay. Nicht gut.

10 Things I've learnt after watching "The Hills have Eyes"

10 Things I've learnt after watching "The Hills have Eyes"

Was deciding on what show to watch with the missus 2 days back. Wait. Yah. 2 days. Since its technical Sat now.
Anyway, was deciding on what show to catch at Lido on a lazy Thursday afternoon and the choice for that day?

The Hills have Eyes. *the poster read: The lucky ones die first(or something like that...)

And at the end of the show, here's some lessons I've learnt...

10 Things I've learnt after watching "The Hills have Eyes"

1. If someone at a damn lok kok(ie: run-down) gas station and that someone looks kinda sleazy, filthy and erm... generally those kind of people that can't be trusted, do not. And I repeat. DO NOT gay kiang(ie: act smart) and listen to them telling you of a 'shortcut' that cuts through some mountain or desert or some shit that is not on the map. There's a reason why that certain path is not on the map.

2. If you are stranded in the middle of nowhere, STICK TOGETHER. Don't one person go here, the other person go there. Skali someone/something wanna kill you all, they save the extra step of planning how to pick you all off one by one since the group is really dispersed. Unity is strength leh...

3. Pack guns when you travel(provided its legal lah). You won't know when they're gonna come in handy.

4. Even if you are running for your life, at least check out the car to see if there's anyone in the backseat. Cos by the time you find out, its only cos you are locked in the car with someone breathing down your neck. Literally.

5. Even if there is a diversion outside(ie: someone is getting burnt on a stake), do a check of your immediate surroundings(ie: the caravan that you are in) to make sure that everyone and everything is in place and that there are no intruders. No point rushing to the diversion only to leave your backside unguarded.

6. When you want to chop someone's head off. JUST DO IT. Don't action action what use the axe to brush his/her hair, beh deh beh deh(another term for action action) take a few mock swings. SAVE IT. You're just giving the intended victim time to formulate plan/regain energy etc etc. And in the end, you are probably gonna be the headless bugger.

7. Some things are invincible. Like spectacles for example. Put these specs on me, I give 1x good and solid header, the damn specs will fly halfway to China. Put these specs on the guy in the movie and they will stick to the head even if the bugger is thrown THROUGH a wall.

8. No matter how much blood you lose in the show, you can and WILL still be able to carry on moving.

9. Don't toe poke someone you shot and assume he/she is dead. Shoot the bugger in the head, then you no need to toe poke liao, cos CONFIRM die one. Oh, and carry your gun with you at ALL TIMES. Leaving it beside a body whose head is still intact and your only 'confirmation' of his/her death is by the toe-poke method. You never know when the 'body' will get up and point the gun at you.

10. Have a dog. A big scary one. That way, you can save on ammo since your pet will more than able to help you finish off some of them. On second thoughts, have something like a lion or a tiger as a pet instead. More sense of security.

And here you go. Lessons for me and everyone bored enough to read to the end of this post.

PS: Don't watch the damn show unless you are feeling rich and in the mood for blood and gory.

PPS: Some spoilers revealed. Wahahahahaahahhaha!!! Song Bo?!?!?!?!

And so...

And so...

In the beginning there was only the rogue in the dusty robes.
Along the road he walked on,
thorugh different places,
meeting different people.
He made some friends,
and some enemies in the process too.
But all the time, he was a lone figure with his trusty steed, his chipped sword and his dusty robes.

And then one day,
a princess came along.
They got along fine,
and decided to walk the road together.
But it was not all fun and gay.
For the rogue sometimes forgot,
to wait for the tired princess,
to keep their steps in tandem,
to ask her if she needed a rest,
to cheer her up,
to warn her of the potholes on the road,
to talk to her,
to do so much more.
This saddened the princess,
and confounded the rogue.

"I must learn to cope with someone in my life, and that I shouldn't be responsible for myself only..."
The rogue realised this.

And so...

I will too.

10 Things I learnt after watching "Brokeback Mountain"

10 Things I learnt after watching "Brokeback Mountain"

Finally caught the show last thurs, but since the lappy is still in the hands of god-knows-who, I have to bid my time for a session at the bro's PC to hammer out this post.

Sigh...

Anyway, wasn't intending to catch the show initially since those who watched it told me to be wary of the gay overtures that might erm.. freak me out?

But still, since it was a show that I was supposed to catch with the missus and the timing seemed right, I thought to myself, why not?

Plus must watch the damn show to see why can win awards.

Enough talk, let's move on the the lessons proper...

10 Things I learnt after watching "Brokeback Mountain"

1. Some films do mean what the title imply. Like "Brokeback Mountain" (BM). The film is named thus, they will show you freaking shots of the damn mountain so fierce looking you know you'll break your back should you fall. Films like "Fullmetal Jacket" got show you a jacket made of metal or not? No right?!?!?

2. If you get sick of something, like beans for example, the next grocery trip will result in having ALL the food being displaced. All except BEANS.

3. If you wanna change shift with somebody, all you need to do is HINT. If the person don't gettit, then no point lah, he won't change shift with you anyway.

4. 2 lonely guys getting drunk is NOT good. Especially if both are stuck at the top of the mountain with howling winds and the only shelter is a tent no bigger than the toilet in my house. Can't exactly blame them if they go at it like rabbits to 'keep warm'.

5. If you are having a somewhat deviant relationship with a member of the same sex. Please do not indulge in PDA(Public Display of Affection). People WILL and can see. Especially not in an age where the punishment for this kind of behaviour is death from the loss of blood. By lasso-ing the erm, stick and 2 bits and pulling them off?

6. With regards to 5. Do not. And I repeat. DO NOT. PDA just outside your house. KNN lah, no scared of the wife must think of the children leh, not scared they get scarred mentally for life meh...

7. If you wanna have an affair and use fishing as an example, at least buy a fish back or something. No. At least OPEN up the damn box and see if there's anything inside or not, if not, then can take out the damn price tag also leh...

8. If someone tells you an accident so bizarre and full of cock. It's probably not true.

9. Both Heath Ledger and Jake Gyllenhaal doesn't seem to age in the show. Their poor wives do though.

10. I am actually quite disturbed when I see erm certain kind of kissing scenes.

Well, that's all folks.
Will be back when I get either my lappy back,
or when my bros get their arses back to camp.

These are the days...

These are the days...

When you just don't feel like giving a flying f**k cos everything is just so freaking messed up.

But these are the days when I just need to hear your voice, to drown out the rest of the noise...

Erm...

Erm...

Dunno where to start.
How to start.

But now I know I am blessed.

Pardon me for losing the ability to blog coherently now.

But all will be revealed in good time...

Of we, and we all.

Of we, and we all.

Once again, it is the eve of an Arts Club Project.
I find it quite ironic that no matter how many times I say that it is the last time, the next project will roll along, with me in it.

Arena 2006.
Live your dreams.

Living it tomorrow.
Today in fact, in just a few hours' time...

Maybe Steben was right in one thing afterall,
about the rushing to get everything done, the frantic shuffling of feet, the relentless calls and sms-es, the this and that.
All these only serve to remind us of the good ole' days of preparing for FOP 05.
Maybe I'm just addicted to the rush when we all manage to get everything in order before we start of the project, and the rush when we all manage to pull off a surprise at the end of the project.
Haha...

Here's to wishing that Arena will go on smoothly...

Of dinner, of movie, of lunch, of Breeko, of swings, of Holland V, of Mac, of Toa Payoh, of supper, of ice cream, of Hagen Daaz, of town, of car searching...

Of we.
And the things we did.
Really enjoyed them.
Thank you, Madm Boo Nothing Lah. :)

And these days,
Everything and anything.
Was.
Of we,
and
We all.

PS: To those who have tried to call me out these few days, sorry been busy. Will meet up with you buggers again. Soon. I think...

Of the Sun, the Sea, Sentosa on Saturday and Soccer on Sunday...

Of the Sun, the Sea, Sentosa on Saturday and Soccer on Sunday...

Realised that some habits are really hard to kick.
I still have the habit of posting late.
Hahahahaaha~~~

Was at good ole' Sentosa on Saturday.
The culprits were me, Beng, Diana, Giang, Ivan, Nings, Steven and Yan yan.
Luke came late, Ivan Kwan even later.

So what was there?
Beach Volleyball competition,
Beauty pageant(though I must say, some of the gals who joined the volleyball competition more chio...),
Babes,
Bikinis,
Balls.

We played ball in the sea, smoked by the sea, and walked along the sea.
Got burnt by the sun in the process though.
Result: No nice tan and flaky skin, so I cannot even begin to imagine how the f**k I am going to do my marketing presentation this thurs.

Some of them left early, leaving me, giang, ii, ik, and luke to fend for ourselves.
Some of us went sun tanning, some went to pick coral, some went for a swim while the lucky ones get to play ball with gals.
Finally left the place around 7 plus.

Marina South.
Carl's Junior.
Friggin' big burgers.
And oh, plans and ideas to watch our diet.

Then met up with Ed.
Went for a short tour at the DIY shop, did a bit of upskirt chasing, ended up with him buying Chocolate Chip Muffin while ogling at some other 'muffins'.

Then met up with Xw.
Went over the the Esplanade to check out his friends, did a bit of gal watching while attempting to listen to the gig by "Ugly in the Morning", ended up with both me and Ed having a 'romantic' time at rooftop garden.

Then met up with Goose and Berd at the Snake's coffeeshop for the Arse-nal Fool-ham game.
Which made me lose my balls for a moment cos of some misunderstanding over my captaincy of a certain RVN in a certain game. Those who know will know.
Berd broke the announcement to Xw and Ed that night, since Xw won't be joining us at soccer.
Took a long time for da Anaconda to spill the beans.

And then finally, we got home.

Overslept for the match the next day.
More details can be found here.

Spent the rest of my Sunday sleeping and applying lotion to soothe the damn sunburnt.

And I guess that was the most striking legacy of this weekend.
Nabei...

10 Things I've learnt after watching "Underworld: Evolution"

10 Things I've learnt after watching "Underworld: Evolution"

Long overdue post.
Not that long actually, since it was supposed to be up on Thursday night.
But hey, its up, so its up.

No?

Anyway, here goes:

10 Things I've learnt after watching "Underworld: Evolution"

1. If someone of a higher rank tells you that they are not going to hurt your relative. They will. And they will use their rank to make you shut the f**k up.

2. If you are embarking on a mad scheme to murder a master vampire who is like 10,589 times stronger than you, double check that he/she is a free frag first. Don't ASSUME that the bugger is sleeping in his coffin when there is a cock-dead, bleeding body just above the damn coffin. The blood can flow in and rejuvenate him/her leh....

3. If someone(a vampire preferably) tells you that you should drink blood and not eat normal food, and you kena-ed bitten by a vampire. Listen to that person. No point wasting money on the famn food, gorge yourself, and proceed to have violent reactions and puke everything out. In the end you waste $ then still have to drink blood, so a bit no point right...

4. If you are chasing someone who can jump OVER a car, get shot and still continues to run, then stop the pursuit and go drink kopi and have a smoke. Since you won't be able to capture him anyway.

5. It takes around 3 vampires on average to kick the shit out of 1 lycan(werewold) but if you are the lead actress, you just need a knife roughly the same size as Berd's Anaconda (roughly lah..). Oh, and remember that a good solid throw at a rampaging lycan with the stick of a knife can do the trick liao.

6. If your former master comes to you for information. Save yourself the trouble, the time and the pain and give him what he needs. Don't act blur. No use one.

7. Positioning is very important. Especially in a 1v1 Death-match. Try standing with your back facing spinning copter blades and see if you will suvive. The answer is NO. You will DIE COCK STANDING.

8. Bad guys never gets trapped in a movie. Example: Falling door will be jammed by a bunch of rocks that will HAPPEN to be there to ensure a slit or something for the abovementioned villian to find a way out and carry on his devious plan.

9. Hybrids are powerful and somewhat invincible. Don't belive? Gohan in Drangonball Z is a mix between Saiya and Human. Strong or not? The Urah-Hais(dunno how the f**k to spell it) in LOTR a mix between orcs and somethings, also damn solid. Ah, one more. Blade. Mx of vampire and human. Strong or not?

10. Kate Beckinsale looks good in and out of leather. Period.

And that's all for today folks.
Till the next time,
and the next movie.

These days....

These days...

Lappy's down, still have'nt got the time nor the mood to get it fixed.
Quite a few pics in the camera that I should upload.

Of Dota gang.
Of Ning's Birthday Celebration.
Of the Hae Mee(Prawn Mee) outing today.

And if I'm lucky and Lady Boss decide to send me the pics,
Of KTV session.

Much to write about... but it just doesn't feel that right hammering out one's thoughts on another PC.
It just feels funny lah.

But shall leave ye all with a memorable comment that my PS tutor made during tutorial.

Tutor: This XXX guy ah, RAMMING his mistress every night! No wonder you see his neck is like down to his collar!
(telling the whole class)

*names are undisclosed for fear of lim bei getting either sued/whallop-ed/hauled up for kopi/all all of the above.

Till next time...

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.