Embellished

...

2010-02-25T14:30:00.001+08:00

I suck I suck I suck I suck I suck I suck!

I always fail! My parents hate me! I hate myself! I want to jump off a cliff! I will never get laid! Nooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!! God help me!

personality test...

2007-05-18T21:34:00.000+08:00

Advanced Global Personality Test Results

Extraversion	\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|	66%
Stability	\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|	56%
Orderliness	\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|	36%
Accommodation	\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|	76%
Interdependence	\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|	76%
Intellectual	\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|	77%
Mystical	\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|	63%
Artistic	\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|	76%
Religious	\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|	90%
Hedonism	\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|	63%
Materialism	\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|	50%
Narcissism	\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|	50%
Adventurousness	\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|	70%
Work ethic	\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|	70%
Self absorbed	\|\|\|\|	16%
Conflict seeking	\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|	56%
Need to dominate	\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|	70%

Romantic	\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|	56%
Avoidant	\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|	36%
Anti-authority	\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|	43%
Wealth	\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|	56%
Dependency	\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|	63%
Change averse	\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|	36%
Cautiousness	\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|	36%
Individuality	\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|	56%
Sexuality	\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|	75%
Peter pan complex	\|\|\|\|\|\|	25%
Physical security	\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|	90%
Physical Fitness	\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|	70%
Histrionic	\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|	36%
Paranoia	\|\|\|\|\|\|	23%
Vanity	\|\|\|\|\|\|	30%
Hypersensitivity	\|\|\|\|\|\|	23%
Female cliche	\|\|\|\|\|\|	30%

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When it that would, comes...

2006-07-15T06:52:00.000+08:00

We live in a world that will be torn asunder.

When the pegs of the earth no longer hold,

When the hopeful sunrise will incinerate,

When the heavens pour mercilessly,

When the havens are not safe,

When the void engulfs us,

When love dissolves,

When we know naught from good or evil.

Then will the blind see,

And so will the deaf hear.

Then will the dumb speak of a Creator,

And know that He who creates,

Can destroy.

We will be reminded of our deeds.

When it that would,

Comes.

Dilemma II

2006-07-12T10:06:00.000+08:00

How,

Do you plague me

with such a burden

of forlorn.

How,

Do I ever hope to

release my ego from

this selfless bane.

How,

Do I look into your

eyes without

reminiscing the

moment I fell.

Can I still hold myself when you hold me.

Or will I destroy us till it ends.

Maybe its a phase.

Save me.

ewww suf shut up, you know its never gonna work.

so gaaaaaaayyyyy.....

Tales of The Blue & Green

2006-07-09T16:25:00.000+08:00

Precipitation fell upon our little blue green island,
Floating in the sea of fallen leaves and forgotten cargo.
Rivers of spilled shiraz,
Rivers of spent tears.
To join the sand and flowers of our blanketed past.
Yesterday was history,
Tomorrow will be fantasy,
And tomorrow's yesterday is but a fracture of reality.
Tales of the blue and green resounds in time.
Remembered in yours as it will always be in mine?

For it was not into my ear you whispered,

But into my heart.

It was not my lips you kissed,

But my soul.

Yet,

If sunsets could conjure rainbows,

Whisper not to me of the rising sun,

On a wet sunday morning.

quoting myself

2005-04-28T21:25:00.000+08:00

There's a phrase that goes something like:

"take advice from those that seldom give them, rather than those that cannot stop giving it."

guy never heard of a shrink....

In any case I heard my self say this today and I was thinkin:

"....most people don't realise that when you worship a human being, adore, idolise them, befriend them in admiration of a wonderful person; looking up to them, you give them opportunity to look down on you..."

I've realised now, after saying it, why I've lost some of my dearest friends. Because I've helped them feed thier own ego. And it grows to suffocate our friendship.

So to those of you who felt I've never been significant enough to be a close friend because all this time I've been looking up to you, then don't say those words that makes me feel important in your presence, when I don't see my existence in yours.....

"only in times of hardship will you find your true friends/b, you know we'll go through it till the very end." - suf :)

thoughts are as silent monologues - Introduction

2005-04-05T23:50:00.000+08:00

Life.

People.

Human beings are amazing creatures. Experiences. Memories. Secrets. Sufferings. Personal.

The history of man as we know it is but that film that forms on your tea when it's been left too long on the table. That film only thickens when you share your history. Your experiences. Your memories. Your secrets. Your sufferings. Yourself.

Yet so when you do, you believe they are the most important things in the world. Believe that everybody sees it as you do.

But all you have done was to put a mask infront of your face; and the next time they see you they will see that mask. Until you share yourself again. Until you paint more designs to that mask. Until you die.

And all the time you think no mask is as great as yours. No experience, no memory, no secret, no suffering; as great as yours.

Why me. You ask. Don't ask. Because it's not you.

Because no matter what you have gone through, if you can read this you are priveledged. Fortunate. Lucky. you have electricity to run your computer. Money to spend on the net. Time to waste. Eyes to see. Knowledge to read. Mind to think. You're lucky. Luckier. Luck isn't too kind to those that are poor. Blind. Insane.

But how much time can you spend? Money? Effort? Who can spend more? You're luckless as well. Lucky. Luckless. Now what makes you think your mask is the greatest?

A beggar dies in an alley of Khao San Road, Thailand. A leader of a nation chokes on a dry croissant dining in Paris. Guard on duty stuck by an arrow falls two storeys to his rocky death. A king suffers from a fatal heart attack due to his extravagant diet. Same oxygen through thier lungs. Same colour of blood through their veins. Same organs, limbs, functions. Same angel of death. Different masks. None greater then the other. Just different.

But who is more interesting?

A drying old man sits across you in the train and you think. Birth. Childhood. Education. Love. Hate. Friends. Enemies. Parents. Children. Fortune. Luck.

Life.

What was his experience. Memories. Secrets. Suffering. His life. How great. How who even cares. The richness of it. The insignificance to the world. Is he thinking the same about you.

What are your experiences? Memories? Secrets? Sufferings? Life?

Your mask?

Human beings are amazing creatures.

About life and death...

2005-01-19T01:11:00.001+08:00

Recently, havin hot-boxed her room with some
quality*shizzay (damn ex now!!)
we had a stoned out chat about the wierdest things.........

Apart from the usual talk about
orgasmic sex positions,
bitchin about friends,
orgasmic sex positions with the friends we bitch about,
friends havin orgasmic sex positions while we bitch about them,
and a hundred other combinations to those few words,

we had a brief "discussion" about life and mosty importantly death..

So we did our "research" about life & death digressing into orgasmic sex positions, then faffed about the net and finally made up an abstract idea how kewl it could be like to actually have life after death in a totally different way... so without further digressions, enjoy... (ok ellie maybe one more hehe)

I present you, an intelligent conversation:

"The most perplexing thing about life is the way it ends. I mean, life is tough. Living takes up all of your time man, whats longer than living? I hate the phrase 'life is short', what can be any fuckin longer than living?..twits"

" Yeah.. and then u die! "

"True that. ok I'm gonna put religion out of the picture here cause i happen to believe in the afterlife so there is a reason for living and death. But consider this, I think the life cycle should be backwards. You should die first, get it out of the way."

"That don't make sense. How bout mourning and ceremony? "

"No no dont think about those details, they are products of social, cultural shitness..."

"Hehe so u start an an elderly home, with hot nurses and cold apple pie"

"You get kicked out when you're young enough, go to work. You work 30 - 50 years until you're young enough to enjoy your retirement at 23, with loads of money..."

*laughing fits, munchies and digressions*

"so okay back to topic, 23 onwards we do all the stuff we do now? Or are we like mature lil fucks?"

"Hehe this is the time when u get to really enjoy, i mean we have the energy, mentality and libido. You do drugs and alcohol, you party day and night and u break ur virginity."

"On that note when do we get married?"

"I thought we discussed to never mention that again till later, like much, ......."

"No Fool!! i mean in the lifetime plan thing *choked on crisp* hahaha"

"Hehe oh ok i think marriage ia another social thing so there is no need yet, i said no details lah."

"ok ok, so after that we go to high school, do more stupid things. Perfect way to end. WOOHOO! "

"No hold on. You go to junior high thru elementary, become a kid to toddler to baby, you go back through ur 'childs' cunt.."

"'childs' cunt?"

"yeah i mean if its backwards then we look after pur parents and we give birth to them and as they get 'younger' we take care of them and stuff *mumble mumble*"

"ok so how do we end? better then death at least..."

"well we spend our last year stuck to the placenta wall..."

"then you die in ur dad's balls. haha!"

" no i find sperms are more like viruses then living things. plus if it'll run backwards then shud at least have a better ending then being in some ones balls."

"well i find better comfort in a guys balls then 6 feet under"

"well i wouldnt.. "

"then?"

"then we go as an explosive orgasm.."

"*laughing fit* ok"

"my head hurts"

Song of the day: Legalise Marijuana - Peter Tosh

Served -C*hilled - The Secret Recipe Project

2004-12-27T13:05:00.000+08:00

Alright,alright,alright,alright,alright,alright,alright,alright,alright,
alright,alright,alright,ok!

Our rap rock band, Served Chilled is beginnin to mature.... not much i can say for its members tho ah shaari?
Anywez we have a lineup of covers we do, and we're addin more. We are veerin very much into HipHop rather than rock, so hope u peeps like that.

Check us out in skewl, which will most probly be our first gig besides Montfort, then we aimin for Street Fest 2005. Many thanx to the group for the commitment. and yall to support us!!!!

current song list:

Nirvana - Smells Like Teen Spirit (or Shaari's feet)
B.E.P ft Papa Roach - Anxiety
Missy Elliot & Wyclef Sean - Party to the Masses (for yall!!)
B.E.P - Lets Get Retarded (Like Sara)
Deep Purple - Smoke on the Water

Additional song list:

JayZ - Big Pimpin (Forget About Dre Remix) (like Mark hehehe)
JayZ ft Pharell - I Just Wanna Love U (Give It 2 Me) (i love u nick...give it to me yeah)
Dr Dre ft Snoop Dogg - Next Episode

(to be updated... i need to take a shit)

Dilemma

2004-12-22T01:58:00.001+08:00

God help me.
This is wrong.
Very wrong.
I need to be strong.

I need to let this out,
But I cannot let you know.
I want to tell someone,
But no one must know.

She's not mine; she's his,
Which is why I'm pissed.
Yet they consider me a good friend,
So i have to pretend as hard as i can.

I want to get rid of it,
But it's so hard because there's not a single minute I don't think of it.
Even when I don't think and I'm asleep,
Love dreams about you will come to creep.

Like the other night, you kissed my lips,
I know that's when my mind let the unconscious slip.
That's because in reality it would never happen for sure,
But i fear, either way we would hurt one another.

It felt like it was real and sometimes I wish it was,
Except for the damage that it'll surely cause.
I wouldn't want you, if it'll hurt him,
But the selflessness is making me go limp.

I don't want to lose your trust, without it I'll lose your affection.
I don't want your affection, with it I'll lose my direction.
I don't want to act mindlessly one day, intoxicated by mixture of love and wine,
To suddenly regret the words and actions that I've left behind.

It's because if you split, I'll have to pick a side.
Then i wonder if these feelings I can still hide.
Would he then consider me a friend or a traitor?
Already these feelings I feel, are my betrayal.

The only way is that for you two to remain,
And I strain to rid my brain of the stain,
But definitely there'll be the remaining grain.
So I shall live for the moment with this bane.

So lets R - I - I - I - I - I - IDE.
Ch - ch - ch - check it out now.
So lets R - I - I - I - I - I - IDE.
Ch - ch - ch - check it out now. (x2)

We doin.
Big Pimpin spendin 'G's
Big pimpin in Orchard T's

We doin
Big Pimpin in the CBD
It's just that Suffy-man, and yall got nuthin on me.
Check em out now

hahaha...

guess who's back... carly's back

2004-10-20T01:14:00.001+08:00

ok so its not usual that i write a journal but i feel like it so shut the fuck up.

Carly got back today! suppose to pick her up at the airport wit Julie (her mom) but i got crap time management.

Was thinkin bout surprisin her but she called me and i accidently picked up while i was on the way. turns out she was already home before i could flag the cab.

Noela (her maid) was surprised to see me. Guess i havent been around the house for a bit. Sorta dissapointed Julie too cus i sed i would see her when Carly was away, but i got crap time management.

I miss Julie, Noela and Carly... and Baileys too. But he was barking his ass off at me as usual...
Watched the TTC vid - DooDat! had a laff at CArly'S acting. im annoyed i cannot be seen at the back. trying to slow it down and spot me...

CARLY WAS SUPPOSE TO GET ME TOFFEE!!! but she got me English FHM and Cadbury.

damn diggity damn, English FHM is like the best ever. i think my Ramadhan and all the fasting jus went down the drain. and the Cadbury was heavenly, not like the waxy ones u find here, which will still hold its shape even if u bake it till the oven runs out of gassss....

Went over to walla walla at Holland V. surprised a few ppl. went to cus (which was shit as usual). went home.

Carly if u readin this i love u babe and ur not fat... jus a lil on the full side. ok ok ur an anorexic stick insect. anywez i love the way u are.... i think. hehe

oh i also had a long chat with Venka and Su Yin when i got in the office to hand in my assignments. It was kewl. funny how i dun see anybody else doing that. Audrey jus came in, sed 4 words and left haha. im a major suck up....

oh yeah, met Ellie on the way back.... :D funny the things u can do in an hour. nuff said.

Must practice Scrabble to reach 400 and kick syaheeds ass.. yes mang u herd im ready.

im almost done with the fuckin assigments!!! only ravi's and a journal then im freeee!!!!!

ok im goin to bed.... fantasizing bout dugongs/smellycowwithgiganticballs/Gollum/lanalangwannabe sara..

love, suf...
(yes, do love me)
im so lame
and lazy as well
fuck you for agreeing...

pick and choose...

2004-10-16T06:46:00.000+08:00

It gets to me why people pick and choose waht they want to hear / read / finger from me, and tellin others thier version on it, ultimately spreading falsehood / truthood / cheese. This sorta shit recently got me close enough to fire for me to feel the heat. I dont like it. Not one bit. You wouldn't either... so dont do it. Im warning / telling / fantasizing bout you.

It need to be explained to me why issit when i say 'A' / 'B' / 'Goldfish' it goes round the loop and reaches me with 'Z' / 'W' / 'Goldfish'. Wahts the problem? A language barrier? The way i said it? Got to much wax / hair / cum in ur ears bitch?

Why would you tell me not to tell anyone this secret u jus told me, publish it in the morning paper, then get mad at me when evrybody knows?, Acting like you dont know how in the world / hell / chickens it happened. What are you StoopiD / RetardeD / S_ r _h?!?! What do you think I'M STOOPID / IDIOTIC / Seeexxaay?!?!?

well wateva it is, there is no stopping / killing / castrating you, well at the moment at least. jus watch ur back / back / back, and ur mouth / words / cuntflaps. You might neva know when it'll come back to you...

Al-Qaeda Memorandum

2004-10-15T01:54:00.000+08:00

FROM: Bin Laden, Osama.
TO: All Al Qaeda Fighters.
SUBJECT: The Cave

Hi guys.
We've all been putting in long hours recently but we've really come together as a group and I love that! However, while we are fighting a jihad, we can't forget to take care of the cave, and frankly I have a few concerns:

First of all: Dust. While it's good to be concerned about cruise missiles, we should be even more concerned about the dust in our cave. We want to avoid excessive dust inhalation, (a health and safety issue) - so we need to sweep the cave daily. I've done my bit on the cleaning roster, have you? I've posted a sign-up sheet near the cave reception area (next to the Halal toaster/griller).

Second: It's not often I make a video address but when I do, I'm tryin to scare the hell out of most of the world's population, okay? That means that while we're taping, please do not ride your scooter in the background or keep doing the 'Wasssuuup' thing. Thanks.

Third: Food. I bought a box of Afgani goat cheese recently, clearly wrote "Ossy" on the front, and put it on the top shelf of the fridge. Today, two of my slices were gone... Consideration. That's all I'm saying.

Fourth: I'm not against team spirit and all that, but we must distance ourselves from the Infidel's bat and ball games. And please - do not chant "Ossy, Ossy, Ossy. Oii Oii Oii" when I ride past on the donkey. Thanks.

Fifth: Graffiti. Whoever wrote "OSAMA F**** DONKEYS" on the group toilet wall, it's a lie. The donkey backed into me, whilst I was relieving myself at the edge of the mountain.

Sixth: The use of chickens is strictly for food, Assam. The old excuse that the 'chicken backed into me, whilst I was relieving myself at the edge of the mountain will not be accepted in future. (With donkeys there is a grey area).

Finally, we've heard that there may be Western soldiers in disguise trying to infiltrate our ranks. I want to set up patrols to look for them. First patrol will be Muzir, Ali, Akbar, Samir and Dave.

Love you lots,
Os. xxx
PS: I'm sick of having "Osama's Bed Linen" scribbled on my laundry bag.
Cut it out, it's not funny anymore.

A Poison Tree

2004-10-09T15:41:00.000+08:00

I was angry with my friend:
I told my wrath, my wrath did end.
I was angry with my foe:
I told it not, my wrath did grow.

And I water'd it with fears,
Night & morning with my tears;
And sunned it with smiles,
And with soft deceitful wiles.

And it grew both day and night,
Till it bore an apple bright;
And my foe beheld it shine,
And he knew that it was mine,

And into my garden stole
When the night had veil'd the pole:
In the morning glad i see
My foe outstretch'd beneath the tree.

Then I told my unfortunate foe;
Then I told him 'I told you so'.
'Don't play me child, like a toy,
Cross ma lines i jump ya dead boi'.

- Bill B. & Suf

LaSalle-SIA Jackass!!! - Epidsode 1 "The One With The Burnt Sugarcane"

2004-10-07T21:55:00.000+08:00

Episode 1:

Actors: JJ, Mark
Extras: Nick, Sara, Suf, Shari, Shanti, Audrey, Mariam

Sittin at the round table one night, the gang ordered dinner and drinks. Afta a good hearty meal, they do thier usual stuff; talk crap, play cards, smoke, talk more crap. Then all of a sudden JJ, was struck with a brilliant idea.

JJ: (picks up Shari's lighter and starts flickin) Thinkin in head: eh i wunder if this bunch of greasy tisssue paper will burn if i light it with the lighter?

So JJ sets the paper on fire. It so happen the fans were at full force and the flames spread like an Australian forest fire.

JJ: WTF!!! (as if he didnt know that'll happen)
Mark: WTF!!! (caught off guard because the napkins were right in front of him)
Extras: WTF!!! (but saw it comin the minute JJ held the lighter)

Desperately huffin and puffin into the flames nuturing it with oxygen, the napkins grew into a ruptured Iraqi oil spigot pump thing. JJ gets another brilliant idea.

JJ: Thinkin in head: Hmmm i still have 1/4 of my $1.20 sugarcane with lemon drink.

Pours it all over. The fire was out.

Evrybody: PHEW!!!

Or so we thought!!! THE FUCKIN THING MIRACULOUSLY SETS ITSELF ABLAZE LIKE A FALUNGGONG MONK! Quick thinkin Mark decides it's once and for all for the lil shit. With his mighty gale force breath, he vanquished the flames in one puff.

Mark: PHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!

Obviously hurricanes cause more damage than good...all the time. Mark also blew cinders across the table to JJ who sprung out of his chair and started dancing in agony.

Extras: Laugh our mafuckin ass off!!!

~END~

Roll Credits

Catch the next episode same time, same place. (ok time dunno but definiely here) of....

LASALLE-SIA JACKASS!!!

JJ: (sniffin the charred remains) Eh smell like burnt sugarcane man. eh people smell smell. nice sia...

Off-Air.

stupid blog

2004-10-05T10:32:00.000+08:00

it was 6 in the morning, i jus finished my last piece of assignment. Flooded with a sense of satisfaction i decide to write a post for my blog....

like waht!??!!?

it dawns on me that this whole blog this is havin an effect on me. wahts so interesting about finishing my assignments and feeling good bout it... well its damn interesting to me but to you?!? same goes with waht i had for breakfast today, waht walkin to skewl was like and shit (no names will be mentioned). right, its fine if u have a point to ponder upon later, but i dun need to know ur daily diet fools im not a certified dietrician and i dun think they have the time to read ur blogs. but from waht ur eatin u need to find one. this was jus a blog that i stumbled upon...

as i was saying bout 6 in the morning thing. i was searchin a subject in my head and i remembered how much fun this last few months had been. so i started on my suicide note. now i use to think that lil "Save as Draft" button was quite useless because i dun take ages to write a post and i dun want to keep it, until i tried to publish. ...

CANNOT FIND SERVER.
The server that suppose to be here magically dissapeared. haha. sorry, we meant try again later. oh and your 5000 word post is missing.

right then i did feel like suicide. my gratification mode jus went down the drain but still i decide to rewrite, i had to much tea the night before too give up. With availing patience it was finally done by 6.45.

STILL CANNOT FIND SERVER.
Actually we have 2 servers. But the main one is missing and the backup is out lookin for it. Don't bother tryin again.

gave up went to sleep. if ever i'm really commitin suicide. don't look for my reason here and i aint gonna be thankin yall either... blame blogs.

Drunken conversations...mineland?

2004-10-01T16:55:00.000+08:00

Ed: So this guy walks through a mineland and he...

Suf: Whats a mineland?

Ed: Huh?

Suf: Its landmind you eejit.

Ed: Yeah and where ya put them is a mineland.

Suf: No it aint, there's another name for it.

Ed: I'm tellin ya its mineland!

Suf: No dammit it isnt.. its like-

Naushine: Wot ya guys tolkin about?

Ed: he says that place with mines is not *mumble mumble* fuckin' mineland..

Suf: Yeah its not. There's such a thing as a landmine but not a mineland.

Ed: ok so what the hell do ya call a place where ya put all the mines?

*silence*

Suf: Cambodia...

SMRT - Some Moments Resulting in Total embarrasment

2004-09-27T07:12:00.000+08:00

I do not exactly know the connection I have with taking the train and embarrasing myself, but this unity happens often enough for me to lose my confidence in taking the above mentioned public transport.

Public Transport = increase chances in Public Embarrasment/Entertainment.
Let us delve into this subject, with me as a case study of course:

CASE STUDY 1:

Location: City Hall MRT Station
Time : Mornin Rush

Right so I was going through the gantry, card in hand poised ready for my exit out of the abyss. Upon tapping the 'Get Out Of Here' card, I am sure I heard someone call my name. As a matter of fact I am DAMN sure. If not I wouldnt have turned around to look, leaving my right knee vunerable to the red claws of the gantry, clamping shut during my the split second of oblivion. Which it did... Bad enough I was late for the class trip, I was left immobile in front of a long row of office rats, giving me the 'What the fuck is wrong witchu man?!?!?'. Limping away I realise the worst part of it,was that no one calling me name...

Embarrasment Factor: Approx. 300 persons

CASE STUDY 2:

Location: Serangoon NEL Station
TIme: Evening

Coming back from town, tired and immerse in Usher on my Discman, I had my card in hand ready to be slammed on the console so I can get home ASAP. tap.... nope.... slap.... nope.... slide back and forth... nope... hover.... nope.... kicking while drumming..........

PLEASE STEP BACK!!!

By this time there was an impatient line forming behind me ready to tap and slap their cards on ME. Fortunately there were other gantries available for them to deviate from such cruel acts, to actually getting out of the station... of course while givin me "What the fuck is wrong witchu man?!??!!?' look again. I contemplate going to the control station to bitch at them for havin a bastardly useless system, lookin at my card I realise the only bastardly useless thing around was the phonecard in my hand, abused by my persistence.

Embarrasment Factor : Approx. 100 persons, includin two very angry old ladies and three sarcastic control officers.

CASE STUDY 3:

Location: Dhoby Ghaut MRT Station
Time: Can't remember.

Well well my beloved SONY MP3 player, proud among my belongings, precious in its very existence, the epitome of oblivion, filler-of-empty-time-boredom-in-trainrides-thingy, releasing the constant flow of desired sounds....

fell two flights of stairs scattering dismantled/broken/dislodged pieces of plastic and electronic pieces in a area of 5 squared metres. 'nuff said...

Embarrasment Quota: was too distraught to care...

IN CONCLUSION:

Thus, whatever I said in the beginning.

what the fuck am i doing....

2004-09-25T01:11:00.000+08:00

weird. This is weird. I suppose you try something new once in your life. Plus I like writing and I keep losing my the stuff I write. hold up.

!suf don't try to convince yourself its ok to write a blog!

sorry peeps I was once against writing blogs because of the stuff it creates like politics and animosity so I jus didn't think people would be bothered to read what I write anyway.
I am a changed person now. Either that or its this bag of weed I'm sittin on. ok no I'm off to bed I'm sleepy. If I ever come back here again I will write something.