Streets Of Uptown

2009-04-16T23:56:00.002+08:00

Ok, ive been getting pple persuading me to write this entry, so here goes.

Facebook, friendster, tagged. Im sure everyone who has an access to technology, surely has an account with at least one of these. I shall refer to them collectively as friendsites(for a lack of a better word) from hereafter. Personally, i have all 3 accounts.

Friendster, well, its going out of style, and its losing its appeal, but i suppose its my fave friendsite. been using it for so long ady. if im not mistaken, ive been a member since july '04. i prefer the very very very first version of friendster. its the most original by far. the appeal to me kinda disappeared after they switched from 'testimonials' to 'comments'. essentially the same, but i prefer 'testimonials'. tend to be more personal, and with some useful content, i have always looked forward to the testimonials that i receive. friendster was much joy and all, til the emergence of facebook. from then on, its been trying way to function like the latter.

Facebook. i suppose the globe's largest and most friendly friendsite. for me, i dont think its as customisable as friendster, or personal, but its a change. its definitely a timewaster, with its redundant quizzes and games, but it works. then there's the news feed. wahhh, like totally ur privacy is gone. everyone will know what you did, and when. and friendster also incorporated this recently. im not suprised if sometime soon, they get so advance that the whole world will know that im using the toilet, 3mins ago.

Tagged. hohoho. i was a member since sept'06. now this friendsite is on a league of its own. its very original. it works more of a dating site to a friendsite. im more of a spectator rather than an active member. and i have noticed alot 'spectating'.

okay, i have nothing against any of these friendsites, i think they are all cool and fun to play around with, and to keep in touch with ur buds.

what amuses me the most, are the people who uses them. its entertaining to just randomly profilehop and stumble across people, unknowing seem desperate in the way they 'self-advertise' themselves. with close observation, u tend to be able to know a person more by the way that give comments, pose for their pics, and receive criticism, than u can ever hope to if u were to read their 'about me' section.

sometimes, especially males, would fight in these friendsites. oh please, these are friendsites, not hatesites. spare innocent pple from being caught in the crossfire. its real immature and childish. gone are the days when men were men, where u'll face someone in person. thanks to friendsites, guys dont stare and face off with one another, shouting and giving verbal abuse, faces 6 inches away from one another. now with friendsites, everyone has gone soft.

also, sometimes the reasons why some of the friendsites tend to be more like datingsites, are cause thats how people use it. in tagged, for example, try profilehop to an attractive minah's page. you'll see, 99% of the mats are trying to pick her up. and their pick up lines are always the same.

"hey, i think ur pretty, do u have msn?"
"hey, think we can chat on msn?"
"hey, i wud like to get to know u, msn?"
"hey, msn?"
"thanks for accepting. msn?"
"so wat's ur add for msn? can i add ya up?"
"hey, i want to fuck you all night long till you go sore."

i mean, whatever happened to playing it cool and playing it slow. now, mats just dive in headfirst and be straightforward with it. romance? bullshit. now its all fuck first talk later. msn is like their lifeline now. and its no longer msn people, its Windows Live Messenger.

then there are all those pictures taken of yourself, by yourself. with and outstretched hand, give alittle pout/pose, and there. well, i could go on and on, but well, ur probly guilty of that too. i would like to think of this pictures as 'muker nak kene sebat dgn durian' pics, as thats exactly wat i feel like doing. haha.

okay, ive got some weird messages from these friendsites.

"hi. u nak me isap konek u sampai u pancut dalam mulut i?..."
i didnt reply, and the fella sent 2 more messages. i deleted them already, coz they were gross, but i think it went something like this..
''u taknak ke me isap?..."
"i taulah u taknak me isap u...takpelah..."

okay, thing is, i dunno this fella and all, and its kinda weird that i got a blowjob offer just like that. well you may think im a fool to let up such an offer, where people would pay for it, but i did my research(go thru the fella's profile), and lo and behold. its a guy.

like i said earlier, im not an active person in friendsites. im still a traditional guy, who picks up girls with guts and put my ego on the line, and not hide in the anonymosity of the net. thats how i found my lady :P. even though i have accounts for all 3 friendsites, i dont comment people till they comment me first usually. i rather watch how these people go out of their way just to potray themselves. desperate, i must say. its like watching the some kinda slasher or gory films like the punisher. its all gross and disgusting, but its entertaining.

okay, thats all i can think for now. i'll edit this post again, soon.

Trance Feelin'.

2009-01-27T20:08:00.001+08:00

Woah, its been two months since my last post.

End of attachments nearing. I'll have time aplenty den. I promise i'll update more. and the current skin is just a temp. Im trying to do up a new one.

2A TP in a week. Wish me luck, fellas!

JELLYBABES ROCK ROY'S LIFE (:

2008-11-12T15:47:00.003+08:00

DEAREST ROY IRYAN,

firstly,

HAPPY 2ND JELLIES ANNIVERSARY!!

it's been 2 years since we started hanging out together huh?

Thanks for being one of the most important people in our lives.

We treasure your friendship.

The good and bad times that we went through.

Thanks for sticking by when we are at our lowest moments.

WE LOVE YOUUUUUUUUUU!

P/S: PLEASE UPDATE YOUR OWN BLOG THE NEXT TIME, OKAY?

XOXO,

N & F; you know who we are ;)

Rock on baybeh!

In loving memory, Hafiz Bean.

2008-09-04T23:42:00.006+08:00

I remember the driving center days when we would take our bike licenses together(We graduated a week shy of each other).
I remember the times when he would call me and convince me to get an sp, which i did eventually.
I remember how funny this sonofabitch was with all his cracked up jokes.
Those nights at yishun dam and jalan kayu where we'll talk about bikes and stuff.
I remember u telling about how u wanna go down to ur dad's track in thailand and mess around with all those big bikes.
I remember ur ambitions and goals in life.
I remember how you, me and darius helped azmil in moving to his new home in yishun.
I remember all the advices u gave me.

In the morning of 3rd September, on the way to school, apparently he got involved in a hit and run accident. Left him with a huge gash on his neck, left side. Was left to bleed to death. He didnt stand a chance.

He was a skillful rider. Ive seen it all those times we rode together. He passed his TP on the first try. He handled his SP way better than i could, or dared to, on mine.

I just met up with u a couple weeks ago at Jln Kayu. God, i miss you bro. A fellow SP rider.

Those who knew him, here's his friendster. Im still reeling from his death. And fuck, the jiwang song in his friendster isnt helping.

Thank Goodness i had Lush next to me when i heard the news.

Heck, i cant imagine how darius must be feeling, being his pri sch best fren and all, and his neighbour. The both of us will be going down to your place hafiz bro, check on ur family.

Rest in peace, my friend.

The Eternal Quest.

2008-08-25T21:07:00.010+08:00

So me and joel set off for on a quest. A quest to find something so illusive and rare, that its years since Singaporeans stumbled upon it.

Our dire search brought us across the border and over the straits. With nothing but hunger for our prize, we hunted atop our mighty stallions.

Thats joel. You can see the signboard saying "Taman Universiti" in the back. We were in some ulu county. There's no turning back now.

We stopped at least 5times asking for directions. Even though i have decent mastery of conversational malay, their accent, vocab usage and stuff were confusing. Hope was dim.

After around an hour plus into the search, and some 25kilometers, we finally found it. And boy, were we hungry.

The legendary A&W rootbeer float. That was so daaaamn heavenly.

Onion rings, the one and only original curly fries, nuggets, chickens. And rootbeer float. MMMM.

The reason i left home in the first place. The DOUBLE SCOOP ICECREAM WAFFLES.

Go on, be envious. Nyehehehehehehe.

So stuffed our faces, filled ourselves to the brim. After indulging in all that, breathing was a chore, let alone moving around. The msians probly think we're mad but we dont care, its like we never ate in so long. haha. But yes, the waffles, thick, warm and crunchy, the ice cream melting graciously on top and the generous amounts of syrup. And gulping it all down with rootbeer. Fuh. Nothing beats that. Totally orgasmic.

Okay, i just realised, this blog is turning into a food critic blog. I need to think of new stuffs.

But i loveeeeeeeeeeeee to eaaaaaaaat.

Biscuits and sunsets.

2008-08-16T21:02:00.003+08:00

So we went to the Singapore Flyer yesterday. Well, we didnt ride in it, but we went there anws.

You could almost sense the fear from the passengers as the wheel spinned at 200km/h, screams puke and bodies being flung out. Kay, maybe not.

In the middle of the whole complex was actually a forest. haha. its like, u know the singapore flyer is supported by 2 beams on each side? well, on the ground, tarzan's paradise exist between those 2 beams.

And you thought the singapore flyer was a modern concept. Looks like something out of Jurassic Park, where the research compound was left abandoned for years.

Heck, it even came complete with its own cave, and a little miniature waterfall in the cave.

All that jungle trekking made us hungry, so we went to Popeye's. The reason we were there in the first place. hehehe. Okay, apparently, i was induging and devouring my food i forgot to take pics of it. Nyehehehehe.

Paparazzi smazhi.

Okay, then we went to some place to witness the sunset. So far in all my years, Singapore sunset is ugly. The sun disappears even before hitting the horizon, and the rays are dispersed and hidden behind thick smogs and pollution. But in this look-out spot, it was breath-taking.

Here the sun is just over that line of black clouds. The cloud formations above the sun is like waaaaaaaah.

Here the sun went down below that line of black clouds previously. The camera sucks, but its actually very red, like those kind of red ur fingers become when u put it in front of a torchlight or sth. Notice the dark clouds on the top right.

Roughly ten minutes after the sun disappeared over the horizon, the same dark clouds on the top right suddenly illuminated and looked all prettyyyyyy.

Hahaha. Wahhhhh, clouds fascinate me. And the day out with Lush was just greaaaaaaat. :)

Ive got a speed ticket. 4demerit points, $130. ughhhh. thats why i hate going to school.

Exams in two days and i still dont know shit. Im so deaddddddd.

Stewarding.

2008-07-22T20:00:00.004+08:00

Okay, i havnt blogged in a looooooooong ass time.

Just got back from my internship interview with Tiger Airways. I was selected to go for the interview, though only 60% of us will get thru, out of the 11 selected. Anws, if we were to get through, we'll be going through 4months intensive FA training. FA=Flight Attendent.

Basically, yup, thats the job scope. Air steward/stewardess. Totally nothing to do with my course, though, its a nice change. 3flights a week, 4 trips per flight. So for example, on one shift, the selected could fly to phuket, back to singapore, den to perth, and back to singapore.

Wow. Forget about the measly allowance or the fact that its a budget airline, this would be one hell of an experience.

Though, im having mixed thoughts. I dont think i'll can pass off as an air steward.

***

Oh yea, and meet Lush. :)

Another day.

2008-06-16T15:56:00.010+08:00

The day out to Sentosa with the Jellies was gereks.

The weather was beautiful.

I love candid unglam shots. Haha.

The background looks like some traditional Orang Laut village. (Go watch the movie, Duyung. hehe.)

I still cant swim.

Re-enactment yang sungguh tak menjadi.

Flutterfly.

Dont disturb the sleepy.

Mun thinks he's boncet.

So he meditates his boncetness away, to seek "enlightenenment"(Geddit, lose the boncet, u get lighter...nvm)

They perch on rocks and dare not break custom.

Haha. Okay2. Im all black and sunburnt.

***

Im addicted to this song. Now this is what i call musik.

Besides, the chick in the vid is hott. :)

***

Time ticks by all the time. Though sometimes we may think that it flies past real quick, and that time is crawling on all fours, time is just...time. 12hours. 86400seconds a day. That was defined by God and nobody gets anymore or anyless. Sometimes you look at people on the top of the chain, billionaires and gazillionaires...then you'll slowly look down, down to the desitutes and alley swaggers. Whats the difference between them? Both have a lifetime only.

The world is tainted.

Okay, i could go on and on.

There's a way.

2008-06-14T17:45:00.006+08:00

Okay, the last week, alot of stuff happened. Other than the insane projects and assignments i had to complete, i still did have some adventures.

Arab St escapade with the cousins and gang.

Euphoria.

Paparazzi.

The geng.

The couples.

The bujangs.

Den, Arab St with the Jellies pulak.

I had no idea what she was babbling about.

Some dude's Vespa. Cool looking though.

Candid shots are always the best.

Some artsy fartsy shot by fiza.

Then there are the biker friends.

NP classmates rides. Car not included.

Joel was snapping away happily. Spot me in the pic. haha.

2 sports, 2 naked, 1 tour, 2 cubs, 7 scrams. 14 bikes. My biggest group ever.

I could elaborate more on each, but i guess, this post is getting too long already. Besides, new stuffs are always popping up.

This is one pictorial post ey.

Have a great Saturday everyone!

Rainie.

2008-06-05T17:24:00.002+08:00

"You're entering a very intuitive phase right now, and you should follow your gut."

Okay, thats my horoscope for today. And i have no idea what that means. I has curiousity and gut got in common?

Wah! This one fucking HIGH END.

2008-05-31T14:25:00.003+08:00

Before i start, i wanna apologise for the lack of pictures in this post cause well, it was too dark, and we didnt wanna disturb 'anyone'.

Okay. The story goes like this.

We were studying till midnight, when the lights in MacDonald's turned off.

Our mood for studying were put off too.

So me, raphael, ivan, joel and darius hopped into darius's car, looking for an adventure.

I said, "Old Chua Chu Kang Rd Cemetary lah!" It was meant as a joke.

We did end up at the cemetary, at around 1.30am.

Okay, we have a mode of classification. High end, middle end, low end. High being the scariest, low end being the most mundane.

This was High End.

Serious, it was so damn scary. We had to high beam all the way, even so, we couldnt see 20meters ahead of us. We passed burial grounds, and as our car slowly rolls down the narrow bumpy road(i wouldnt even call it a road. its too smashed up to be a road), passing tombstones by a meter or less..now that was an adventure. Usually the 5 of us would be noisy and everything, but not then.

I was the designated navigator. The signboards had dirt and grim all over it, and it was small. They were the old signboards used before the new green ones we see on the roads now. So in the bad light, we were scared shitless, and i was trying not to get us lost, armed with the trusty street directory.

We went to the Chinese Cemetary first. That was scary. In the middle of which, we saw lots of litted candles, as we approach, we saw a group of people doing dunno what ritual on a tombstone. We didnt dare stay to find out. Heck, they could kill us there and bury us on the spot and no one would know.

Then the Hindu/Muslim Cemetary. The road was so kampong-like, dirt road, logs blocking the road and stuff. But this was the scariest. Unlike the Chinese, the Muslim Cemetary had huge trees looming over the tombstones and batu nisans. Im not suprised if the 5 of us were watched from the trees.

We went to the Christian cemetary next. I guess, this wasnt that much, compared to the rest, but heck, its a cemetary.

Before everything. We joked and said hell, lets stop in the middle of a cemetary and have a smoke. Well, in the actual run, we didnt even dare look back at the 3 empty seats of the 7 seater Toyota Wish, let alone open the door and have a light.

After which we went to Devil's Bend.

From studying for my APS paper to ending up at Old Chua Chu Kang Rd. I love my guys. HAHA.

SORRY.

2008-05-25T19:17:00.005+08:00

So i gotten into my first real road accident. Ive fallen off a motorcycle a couple times before but so far, this tops everythin. I dont even wanna talk about what happened coz im still in shock and that isnt the biggest of my concern. All i can say that it happened on the expressway.

Its swollen now.

Notice the heartshaped wound.

Topman jeans are actually very durable. Fell with these and they are still intact. However the accident tore a hole in 3 different places though.

The girl who fixed me. Thanks Nurra!

And not to forget, fyeza too.

After the accident, i rushed down to nurra's place, coz i dont have a first aid kit at my place. It hurts like hell riding with sand and everything flying at high speed into ur wounds. Its like a barrage of machinegun fire concentrating on ur wounds. The moans and groans that i let out rival the fiercest war cry. Anws, fyeza rushed down to nurra's place too, and helped out in the nursing. Cheers, ladies!

***
Despite all that, the greatest wound i suppose, is inside. I had a pillion at that time. Thank Goodness she came out unscathed. I guess she fell on me. The first thing i did was to look back and checked her to make sure she's alright. Even though she got away with almost nothing at all, the guilt still lingers and its tormenting me. The scene is on replay in my head, awake or asleep. Im sooooooooo sorrieeeeeeeeeeeeeee. :(
***

My right side is ruined from all the flesh wounds. My left side, on the other hand, hurts in all the tendons and muscles. Im just glad both of us escape with minor injuries. The damage done to Natasha is too painful for me to even take a picture.

It all just happened so fast.

Fury Animal Fury.

2008-05-22T21:36:00.008+08:00

Well, our scouting for a suitable birthday present somehow landed us in IKEA. Where families and newly weds scout for furniture and homely stuff for their own cribs, the two of us we just being the young people we are. :)

She got attacked by some Masakmittenosaurus.

We thought these watering cans looked like some Spanish missionary hat.

Yes yes. I cut my hair. You dont have to tell me that, i already know. Haha. Cropped my head yesterday, and ive been getting jaw drops and gasps ever since. You'll be lying if u said u didnt. My dad said i look like something out of 10,000 BC.

That aside, the little girl decided to ditch me and play a little hide and laugh at roy.

I could really fall asleep if i were in there.

Haha, this was one funny shot.

In the end, we did get a couple stuff from IKEA, and plenty of laughs. Heheh. Its not everyday u get to see some 'mohawk' wielding fella who looks like a caveman running around laughing. HAHAHA.

Okay, and the reactions i got to my hair today was priceless. I wished u guys could have seen what i seen. hahaha.

****

Now we all know what really happened to stuart little's family.

Night fever on Saturdays. ;)

2008-05-19T21:44:00.007+08:00

Okay, ive turned 19. Still, i doubt that my life will settle down and ease over anytime soon. Im still the same old restless kid that is always travelling, always playing, rarely home and being the kid i am.

That aside, age i suppose, is really catching up to me. Year 3 is hellish, the modules are excrutiatingly impossible to understand and the time span given is inhumane. However, thinking back and looking at the big picture, there is around 10weeks of academic life left in poly(thats if i dont fail any modules lah, of course), and after that, its the long dreaded attachments.

Rempits.

The weekly across the border gang/classmates. This is just outside school, by the way.

Post birthday bash lepak.

Then there's this girl. :)

2008 is one hell of a stressful year.

Sighs. My responsibilities are catching up to me. I think i better run faster.

Cheers people!

Diana is the sex.

2008-05-12T19:40:00.003+08:00

Okay, so ive got a new blog skin.

The reason i trashed the old one(i love that one very much) is because this certain girl(read: DIANA) says that its virus-ed and infects her computer everytime she visits it.

So after almost a month of procrastination in skin designing, i handed the job over to her, who suprisingly was more than happy to design this current skin. I have no idea if she is finished with it or not, but at least, no more virus. I think.

So i guess i can start blogging all over again. Haha.

Oh yea, if u wanna know more about the designer, u can visit Diana's blog or friendster profile.

Shuffled and dealt.

2008-04-13T19:01:00.018+08:00

Okay, i'll post some random photos that are either in my hp or disk drive.

Sleepy nights, camp nights.

Just imagine if i put my full name.

TripleThreat. Paedophile, friend and sotong rolled in one.

Its not everyday i get to put 2 girls on my palm.

The movie was oooookay lah.

Nurra's little gift.

Nurra herself. (Spot MAS SELAMAT!)

Insomniacs.

Guess which is mine.

Kay, school starts tmr. Im getting old!

As the rush comes.

2008-04-03T13:01:00.003+08:00

With 3 buddies.
4am at Jalan Kayu in a friend's car.
We got lost heading to Yishun Dam.

"Lucky we met with that guy(he lives around the area) and asked for directions. Getting lost at 4am in the morning is nothing. The weird thing is, we(singaporeans) all got lost and none of us knows the way, and we asked for directions from a Mat Salleh(caucasian). The pinacle of irony."

Wahhh.

2008-03-31T18:44:00.004+08:00

Yes, i do realise that i havent been bloggin in eons. Been busy with loads of stuff, namely FOC and work.

Working at some warehouse in Tuas is tiringly fun. Especially when u work with them banglas. I mean, the big boss will assign u to ur jobs and u get to pick a couple of banglas to help you out. When i say help u out, i mean that they are technically on the same rank as you. But nooo, these banglas(i mean it with no discrimination) treat you as though you're their boss and work their asses off even when you tell them to take a break. I made a few bangla friends in the process, a friendly bunch of people. Though communicating was the main problem, but then again, like what Mun says, ciggarettes is like the other international language(the first, being music). Speaking of music, yes, while working, i sang a couple of famous hindustani lines and when i dont know the words, they continue.

Then there's camp. Juggling my 8pm-8am work schedule is hell, and going to camp straight afterwards, now thats a challenge. I guess i had to compromise alittle of both. Camp was fun. No, the people that made up camp was fun. Personally, i think last year's was way better, so much so its uncomparable. But heck, it was still fun lah. Thanks to the above people. Im so gonna miss the old birds, when they'll disappear next year.

So, now, back in civilisation, im awaiting my pay, afterwhich, im gonna blow everything on a freaking PSP. I seriously cannot stand my 8-5 timetable. Im in need of a time waster.

Next week my cuz is gonna report for NS. No more talk cock sing song bike kaki. Sigh.

Nurra's birthday is this weekend.

Mine is a month away.

Arent we all getting old.

Sounds of Love.

2008-03-05T21:02:00.010+08:00

The Jelly Betinas.

We rocked Sentosa, honey.

Kampung hut, at sentosa was a blast. Refer to fiza's blog for an elaborate post. =D

****

Crazy people. Crazy times.

Where the whale was first spotted. Hehehe.

The search of the rare great whale. Hohohoho.

I caught the damn whale. Ahahahaha.

Chalet at Pasir Ris with the guys. Funny bunch of a**holes. Hahaha. My most expensive chalet yet.

Now i aint got no money, 2 chalets in two weeks, I bathed less than 8 times in two weeks and im hungry, tired, sleepy, broke yet im content.

Now, i need some R&R. Hmm.

Oh yes. About the previous post on the kitty, let me make it clearer for you. I, ROY IRYAN, DID NOT RUN OVER THE KITTY. My dad did. And zulianah zainol, if you were ever to run over a kitty in johor, do not for heaven's sake stop, even if u wanna put the roadkill at the side of the road. Your bike will be gone even before you can say,'Sonofabitch!'

After which i went up and rode alongside my dad, in which, he looked at me and with a guilty smile he asked, though he very well knew the answer, 'Its dead, ey?'.

And according to Paula Cristina H Barrera, me and my dad had a moment.

I'll blog some of my experiences on the road soon. And i'll post up the vid of the Devil's Bend soon. Yep, went there with my cuz liao.

Cheers. =D

Wake up, little kitty.

2008-02-29T02:55:00.002+08:00

Got back from kampung hut on wed. Lazy lah wanna blog. Read it at Fiza's blog. =D

***

I just got back from johor to get natasha tuned up, with my dad.

At 2am. The roads were empty. My dad was leading the way, and i tailed him.

Saw a little beige-grey kitten dashed across the road. It ran straight into my dad's front wheel.

And then it when under his rear wheel.

I saw it roll and tumble.

As i passed it, it wasnt moving no more.

I love cats. And kittens are the darnest thing. I have to admit, im still alittle spooked and shaken at the image, stuck in my head.

I just witnessed my first road accident/fatality.

Oei, nak hujan oi!

2008-02-24T20:07:00.005+08:00

Went out for a spin with my cuz. After which, we went to Yishun Dam for a nice chillout.

It was real windy and cool. And the scenery was great. Yes, thats my cuz, squinting his eyes.

A little convo(translated):
"Eh, its gonna rain already, should we go find shelther?"
"Lah, no need. If it rains, we just hope on and zooom. Yishun is so nearby"
"You sure?"
"Of course. If we do down that road, it goes Yishun. The other road goes Jalan Kayu. We can go chill at coffeeshop there oso what."
"If you say so. Haha."

So despite my better judgement, i listened to him and snapped this pic.

Only Mother Nature can be this menancing and overwhelming yet beautiful in all her might.

Moments after which, it started to pour, and zooom. As expected we got drenched. And the rain was heavy. Going higher than 50km/h was painful.

We found ourselves at Sembawang Road, Teh Tarik shop. Sat there, chit chat, exchanged experiences on the road. Its cool hanging out with him. One chirpy and funny fella. Been stuck with him since we were little younglings. Been close ever since.

Maybe sometime next week, he'll probly be accompanying me to Singapore's infamous Devil's Bend. I did alittle research and suprisingly, the little road popularity even reached m'sia. So with all this hype, im quite curious.

Though i do realise the danger. There are steep ditches, going down like 3meters deep. Recently, a car when off the road and fell into the ditch.

2 out of 4 died.

Ever since her glory Grand Prix days, Old Upper Thomson Road has been a spot notorious for its accidents, and wild macaques. Also, ive heard of many supernatural stuffs there, i'll blog about those stuff in a later entry.

On a separate note, while riding home, along yishun ring road approaching Khatib MRT from behind, i saw a long bendy bus, 811, with its hazards light on. It wasnt at a bus stop, and nobody was inside, so naturally i thought it broke down or ran out of gas or sth. So from afar, i slowed down and took alittle precaution, but i didnt really give a 2nd thought to it.

As i passed the bus, i saw an ambulance with its emergency lights glaring. There was a huge crowd by the road side. A black Honda Civic was unusually positioned perpendicular to the road.

I thought the bus hit the car, and the car skidded into its awkward position. It was went i went pass the bus, i saw a little Yamaha Spark, lodged in the front tyres of the Civic. None of the vehicles had a P-plate.

Now, here comes the blurry part. I saw someone lying on the floor, surrounded by paramedics, a policeman, and hordes of bystanders. It was dark, all i saw was a brightly coloured orange stretcher and a dark figure. I dont know if that the motorcyclist wearing dark clothes, or placed in a body bag.

I hope its not the latter.

Is this an Omen?

Baaaah. Im still heading to the Devil's Bend.

Mascara.

2008-02-23T22:56:00.005+08:00

When to vivo with the Jellies for a little pre-kampung hut chat. Yes, monday is 2nd kampung hut escapade and hell i cant wait. Too bad mun didnt join us at vivo.

Ina. Iryan. Ihan. Iza.

*sings* "Catch a falling star and put it in your pocket..."

I name this pic, "Supersonic", since all of us were moving so incredibly fast that the camera couldnt catch us. Except that sotong in black of course.

My first few pals in poly. Love em.

I look so terribly skinny. And i love my goatee.

The exams are over. Am i gonna look for a job? No time leh, the next two weeks, i have chalets back to back.

Im enjoyin life now.

Oh, and to release some of the exam stress, i pushed natasha to 150km/h on CTE. I could go up higher but didnt have the guts to. Natasha was already vibrating violently.

Suprisingly though, when i kept at that speed, there were still vehicles overtaking me. Whoa.

Alright, now im all free and stuff, i wanna go do more crazy things and party and get wasted and be a total nuisance to society.

Just the way i like it. =D

Silat Badak.

2008-02-19T21:33:00.008+08:00

A very nice racial mix. We embrace racial harmony, babe. =D

From studying, playing and everything in between, late night studying with the fellas was a blast. Went to MacDonalds in AngMoKio Park, just opposite central, and hell, that place is a nice chillout spot. Naturally, we conquered the whole are, so we had the whole huge smoking corner to ourselves. Plus, we had the most beautiful view in any Macs here in the island. The Flora and Fauna, brilliant.

So we studied and joked, ciggie breaks, studied, made noise. Everything people our age facing exams stress would do.

We were there from midnight till 8plus in the morning. After which, all of them went to school for their papers, and me and natasha, headed home.

Ive noticed, in typical male bonding, rarely would we hold grudges against each other, even though most of the time, what we say or do to each other can be offensive. But being a guy, and a friend, we would just see the humour in it and laugh, sometimes even play along.

Even if the arguments, quarrels or misunderstandings occur(its just inevitable perhaps), give us a couple of days at most, and everything is all fine and forgiven.

Guys may blunt, loud and straight forward. Sounds primitive, but sometimes thats what you need. Heck, most of the time thats what you need. Bearing no catch, no hard feelings. Pure, raw honesty at its crudest.

Right, i should be really going back to my books. 3days straight of studying. Barely any sleep. I need my dose of ________.

"Welcome, me knights of the round table!"

Beautiful.

2008-02-16T20:12:00.003+08:00

Retrospective. says:
ey yesterday in the exam hall ader satu pompan nie lawaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaar. haha. i kept stealing glances. and i think, she did the same. coz our eyes met one too many times for it to be coincidental.

Azeyf. says:
maybe becoz u were being very obvious(no surpise here) or she thought u're creepy. ok maybe she finds u cute. same course?

Retrospective. says:
oh, noooooo, if she's same course, i'll so study her. wait, i mean study WITH her.

Azeyf. says:
sounds so wrong.

Late night listening.

2008-02-13T22:39:00.000+08:00

I need my breakkk.

Three.

2008-02-09T20:41:00.000+08:00

Roaming the streets of Haji Lane, searching for a nice sheesha and hang out, to playing with toy planes and plastic kites at the beach, and everything in between. These people are FUN people. =D

I have not been home much recently. Ive been out alot, especially at night. Its safe to say that from dusk till dawn, im not at home entirely. And when i do get home, i sleep for hours on end, so effectively i only get to see a couple hours of sunrise each day.

Its not even the holidays yet and im already enjoying. I need to start diggin into my books.

Discipline, roy.

Rempit Katak.

2008-02-06T06:11:00.000+08:00

Armoured jackets.

2008-02-04T17:09:00.001+08:00

Natasha is sick. =(

"Honey, lets go home."

2008-02-03T01:24:00.000+08:00

I wrote a long entry, but i thought twice about posting it cause it basically sums up how lousy i feel, and how awful a week it has been. And i realised, that eventhough i feel this way, i should not be selfish and vent out my frustration and complains on you fellas.

You have no idea how much i would give to snuggle up to that someone, fit my head in the nook of a neck, and rest for an eternity.

I need the holidays, real quick.

Break custom.

2008-01-31T22:19:00.000+08:00

If the week doesnt lighten up one bit for me...

I swear i'll rip your right limbs off, feed them to some lefthanded cannibals and haul them into a deep abyss where the hounds of hell dwell.

Im gonna get physical. Grrr.

Tamagotchi.

2008-01-29T00:35:00.000+08:00

At a roadblock, close to midnight.

"Where were you from?"
"Supper ah.."
"Where?"
"Oh, at sembawang there..the ermmm...sembawang shopping center there...errr, one of the coffeeshops there lah.."
"Where are you going?"
"Oh, home laaah."
"Where you live?"
"Oh, khatib, yishun, in front there only aah."
"Are you drunk?"
"Huh? Ish, nolah."
"Then why are you slurring when talking?"
"Eh? Nolah, tired lah.."
"You sure?"
"Heh, i dont drink"(smiles widely)

Maybe i sounded drunk cause i was trying to recall the road name at which the coffeeshop was located. But being the new rider that i am, i didnt know the road names, so i guess i dragged my words and that made him suspicious.

And i think they have something against Natasha, cause the policeman guy scanned her like a photocopying machine.

***
My good ol cousin got his ride today. A little 125z. A small and nimble, yet quite powerful machine. So we went for a little ride.

From when we were youngins, from the tamagotchi days, the digimon, the pokemon, the band competitions(Read: Stratits Times School of Rock Finalist 2005), the first ciggie, the playstaion, the xbox and now, our own set of wheels.

And yea, we had a little "rempit" session down at seletar. Heheh.

And my hair is so damn long already.

No, im not planning on cutting my hair, or shaving my facial bulu.

***

Recently, im hooked on to the song, Nymphetamine - Cradle of Filth. Im not a huge fan of goth metal, or the general metal genre, but this song is...agonisingly sweeet.

"Hmm, i wonder where Cradle of Filth gets their clothes?"
"Maybe they made it themselves?"
"Like cool lidat right their costumes. I think if go town wear lidat oso cool sak."
"Are you mad?"
"You think Zara got sell their clothes not?"

***

Return to innocence.

2008-01-21T16:27:00.000+08:00

Orang2 tua ku di atas sepeda motor. =D

(And u can see Natasha hiding there at the back. HEHE)

Wires.

2008-01-19T16:25:00.000+08:00

A couple days ago, i was just checking out a couple new bands, for a fresh new sound. Then i came across this alternative band, based in the UK. They are called, Athlete. I loved all their songs, each song is different and unique. They have the coldplay kinda vibe. Anws, there was this song that i cant stop listening to.

The song title is Wires. Its about the experience of the frontman of the band when his child was born premature. Wires refers to the tubes inserted into his little child in hospital. Its one hell of a touching song, and i was moved.

This song really opened up my mind on how many people out there are born premature. I never realised that there were so many people around, including some of my good friends, who are premature. And these people make up 40% of the babies who survived.

The other 60% didnt.

***

You got wires going in
You got wires coming out of your skin
You got tears making tracks
I've got tears that are scared of the facts

Running down corridors, through automatic doors
Got to get to you, got to see this through
I see hope is here in a plastic box
I've seen Christmas lights reflect in your eyes

You got wires going in
You got wires coming out of your skin
There's dry blood on your wrist
Your dry blood on my fingertip

Running down corridors, through automatic doors
Got to get to you, got to see this through
First night of your life, curled up on your own
Looking at you now you would never know

I see it in your eyes; I see it in your eyes
You'll be alright
I see it in your eyes; I see it in your eyes
You'll be alright
All right

Running down corridors, through automatic doors
Got to get to you, got to see this through
I see hope is here in a plastic box
I've seen Christmas lights reflect in your eyes

Down corridors, through automatic doors
Got to get to you, got to see this through
First night of your life, curled up on your own
Looking at you now you would never know
****

Heart shaped box.

2008-01-16T01:32:00.000+08:00

Had a nice lovely evening out with dear Ina.

Went to JewelBox on Mount Faber peak. One nice romantic(and posh) place.

Childhood fantasies.

"Honey, i shrunk a lion!"

I guess there's a reason why the Jewelbox was named as such.

Remnants of Christmas, i suppose.

Ahhh, so prettie.

After having enough a top the scenic hill, Ina decided, randomly and spontaneously, to go to the esplanade. Besides, it was a short trip there. So we went to the durian building. It was very very empty. It was like a ghost town. I guess, no one goes to town on a tuesday evening. All the better, we had the whole place to ourselves.

Matching phones. Is that cool or what?

The landmark of Singapore's urban landscape.

All in all, we had a ball of a time. Though i felt underdressed most of the time(perhaps coz we went to posh places), being the thickskinned ass that i am, i didnt really care. Time flew past faster than a Concorde, and it was almost midnight. So, with a girl's curfew and fear of Natasha turning into a pumpkin, we had to head home. But nevermind lah, there's always another time.

Cheers, lady!

Wah, you just passed ah?

2008-01-15T03:32:00.001+08:00

I hit my first TP roadblock just now. Along Mandai Road, at 2 in the morning.

Not bad, they were smart. They chose a straight stretch of road that doesnt have any junctions or exits, so once you spot them, you aint got no choice but to go through them. Well, i have no worries since i have a valid license and insurance and whatnot.

The only thing is, i was doing 80km/h on a 70km/h road. Thats a hundred bucks fine. And i have no moolah. Just hope they are kind enough to let me off.

Cruising in the wee hours of the morning is real nice. You have the whole road to yourself. Freedom everywhere. Till you hit a TP roadblock that is. Spoil the momentum only.

Stonehenge.

2008-01-13T18:24:00.000+08:00

In the wee hours of the morning, from midnight till dawn, Mun, Jun and me, well...we chilled. So, with a sofa we took from next to a dustbin, loads of junkfood, a tree for a toilet, and cold nice breeze as air con, we pulled through the night.

Our territory. Pardon my 3M Scorchlite lined jacket. Its a biker thing.

Lah, lazy want to caption each photo. I'll let the pics do the talking.

The last pic, Jun looks like he has no neck. He looks like a blob, a total couch potato. Haha. Like Eric Cartman from South Park. We laughed our asses off when we saw that pic.

Many stupid stuffs happened. From microwaving a cockroach in 7-11, to running under a void deck with someone's sofa, to flicking lighted ciggarettes at each other, it was a hell of a time.

I was so tired after which, i rode like a drunkard home. A shivering drunkard, 'cause at 6am in singapore, its so freezing cold, it could give Daikin a run for its money. Now, im still sleepy. Zzz.

Passing through a conscious state.

2008-01-10T23:17:00.000+08:00

I crashed in bed right after i got home.

I woke up, and remembered i had this sort of nightmare. In it, i woke up to an empty world. The windows were covered by some fluffy grey thingy from the outside. The house was empty. There was a strong stench of sulphur in the air.

I took a step out of the house, and onto the streets. I was shin deep in what appears to be volcanic ash, and it covered basically everything. It was hard to breathe, and i was still alone.

I could go on, but i think you people would think that im retarded. Anyways, it got me thinking, and i kinda figured out why apocalyptic/post apocalyptic movies like Resident Evil, Deep Impact,28 days/weeks later, I Am Legend, Armageddon, etc are so popular and widespread. Its our curiousity of the unknown, especially of something of this magnitude, that draws the masses to watch these kind of movies, each director providing his own version of judgement day and how it will come about. Perhaps no matter how cliched or repeated the storyline is, it will continue to intrigue and tease the human mind.

From being chased by hordes of hungry zombies, to trying to 'elak' gigantic asteroids, i love these movies. Heh.

***

I havent been blogging recently as i hav been tied down real tight by deadlines, tests and other school related bullcrap.

Also, in the past few weeks, Singapore has shrunk alot. Getting from Yishun to Pasir Ris is a breeze. Once inaccessible places like Mount Faber or Changi Beach is now another hangout spot. Three weeks, and already this island is getting boring.

Now that we are on the topic of travelling, lets see, in the past few weeks there were some quite interesting stuff that happened while i was cruising.

A fly hit my headlights while i was doing 100km/h. Its been 2weeks, and its squashed body is still on my headlights.
I was hit by countless stones and pebbles. Twice on my helmet, once on my headlight. And there's a F***ing crack on Natasha's eyes. Grrrrr.
I beat FOUR red lights, and went above 30km/h above the speed limit. And i only realised that when i went pass a speed camera.
I got horned at twice for weaving in an out of traffic.
On two separate occassions, my side mirrors hit a bus while squeezing in traffic.
Ive pillioned 7people to date, on Natasha. 5 ladies, 2 dudes.
Skidded on a muddy stretch of road while negotiating a bend.
Dropped Natasha twice. )=
Hit a speed of 150km/h. Then dont dare go higher anymore. Hehe.
A myna almost flew into my front wheel when i was cruising at high speed. I closed my eyes, braced myself, and let out a little shriek, as i thought that the bird was gonna get grinded up and its inards thrown at me. That was some scary shit.
Had a bee cling on to my sleeve for dear life as i was cruising down the TPE.
I have had my share of supernatural encounters.
Riding in groups is fun.
Until you get stopped by TP.
Other stuff that hit me while on the road include: open manholes, slippers, spit, newspapers, a teddy bear, leaves, rain(at highway speeds, they feel like bullets).

Yep, thats about it. Almost a month since i had Natasha. Now, i need to clean her up, she's has had a hefty beating.

Tag Replies:
[Zuli] Natasha is still nevertheless, a real nice name. :D
[Paula] You gave me the wrong dates leh!
[Diana] I have pretty friends. And my hair is longer than a quite a number of girls. Haha.
[Isyah] Mmmm, i rather u buy me burgerking. Yum.
[Yan] Haha, i simply love your spontaneous nagging. Very entertaining. Haha.
[Hamizah] Hahahaha, now, i miss those times. Awww. Hahah!
[Babe] I doubt anyone needs any reminder ;P

Zodiac.

2008-01-03T02:07:00.000+08:00

Countless cuts, bruises and blood lost. All the long hours spend studying, socialising, soliciting, getting into trouble and getting out of it. All the months and money spent at a driving center. All the sweat lost under the sunny sky. The countless mistakes ive made. The people ive hurt. The people i got to know, the people who grew closer, the people who had made the effort to understand. The scars ive earned. The damage done to my body, mind and soul.

All in all, 2007 was a memorable one for me. From being a GL in a freshie camp, to being a 2nd year student, to being a better friend, this year was one hell of a ride, and i guess, the ride aint over yet. So i'll hang on, and hope i dont fall off the deep end.

Two thousand and eight.

Lets make it count.

The Isyah effect.

2007-12-31T00:42:00.000+08:00

Thank you my cheena-alien friend for the crazy crazy hilarious-crazy time. You definitely cheered me up. Its almost 12 years ey?

Cheers, lady. =D

Selflessness.

2007-12-28T01:52:00.000+08:00

The goat farm event thing was today. But i am too shagged, or perhaps just too ignorant to blog about it right now. Ive not enough sleep, smelly, tired, a little feverish.

I dont know why, but all this feeling of unsettledness suddenly hit me. You know, sometimes you feel that whatever happens outside, in school, at work or anywhere else, when u come home, you'll just naturally chill out and forget about the outside world for a minute. Anyways, i have thought that the definition of 'HOME' is like the place where you can come home to after a hard day's work.

I guess i was wrong, cause apparently, even when im here in my own house, my physical and mental health is deterioriating. And i have come to the conclusion that the core, the heart of 'HOME' is family. From the booming voice of a father, to the sweet voice of a mother, to the irritating chatters of siblings, a true home isnt one without a family. When like my sis or bro will be like sleeping over a cousin's place or sth, already that person's absence creates this kind of uneasy feeling. Perhaps its because you're worried, perhap its because you are just not used to not having that person around.

In Merriam-Webster Online Dictionary:
Main Entry: home
Pronunciation: \ˈhōm\
Function: noun
1 a: one's place of residence : domicile b: house
2: the social unit formed by a family living together

Yup, i think the second definition definitely says it all.

I miss my family.

Belon buah peleh.

2007-12-26T01:43:00.000+08:00

Last Sunday, we Jellies thon-ned at Pasir Ris park. As usual, we had laughs, made a stupid song about Nasi Ayam Penyet politics and other crazy stuff. And i seriously looked like i was running away from home, especially with a huge tent tied to my pillion seat, and myself carrying a big bag. Now, thats a sight. More about that day at Fyeza's blog. And i'll post our Nasi Ayam Penyet Music Video soon.

I had a real looooong day today. For the first time, i went to johor with my little bike, and my dad on his. So i tailed him as we went around that place. And johor is not a place for the faint hearted. Seriously. U have to squeeze here and there, against opposing traffic, with just inches of distance between u and the other vehicles. Its a hell zone, and the traffic is so congested. And the place is so start-and-stop, that your bike heats up and burns ur groin area. Also, adding salt to the wound, there are many potholes and whatnot on the roads there. You cant help but hit ur groin against ur fuel tank. No wonder the little kupchais are so popular there. There have nothing between their legs when they hit a bumpy road. Heh.

Speaking about riding. Here's my little bike. A thai Honda NSR150SP, which i will affectionally name it NATASHA. =D

Oh yea, to the NURSES. Make an outing and ask me along leh! So long never see yall already. Forget me already izzit!? HAHA.

Baby, when the lights go out.

2007-12-22T13:40:00.000+08:00

So, i pillioned the small Nurra home yesterday. We got lost. A supposedly 20min journey took an hour. From esplanade, we went to Kallang, Bedok and Vivo. All on the wrong side of the country. So when we finally found our way to Chua Chu Kang, off the KJE exit, our conversation went something like this:

Me: So you recognise this place?
Nurra: Yea, i think.
Me: So should i go straight(the road turns left actually) or turn right?
Nurra: Im not sure...
Me: (Read from signboard) If we go straight, its Old Chua Chu Kang way. Is that it?
Nurra: I think so.
Me: You sure? That one go Jalan Bahar know.
Nurra: OH YEA! TURN RIGHT TURN RIGHT! THAT ONE GO CEMETERY!
Me: HUH! CEMETERY! You sure!?
Nurra: Yes! I dont wanna go to the cemetery at eleven at night!
Me: HAHAHA! *swerves to the right*

And then from, Chua Chu Kang back to Khatib is another adventure, but i think i'll leave that out for now. Hehehe.

I love the evening wind. =D

Bra Airbags.

2007-12-18T00:29:00.000+08:00

The Jellies. A nice, great time out, filled with bare hard laughter that will make you hyperventilate and these people will make a fool of yourself in public. BUT IT WAS GREAT. Though impromptu and very last minute. But nevertheless...

I love these Jelly people. Hahaha.

Lady Mojo.

2007-12-17T00:09:00.000+08:00

So, i went out with little Nurra today. First to Marina Square. Had lunch there. Nothing special. Made our way to Fort Canning Hill(we took close to 700steps to reach there).

The view from Fort Canning Hill was spectacular. From one side, you can see the city hall area, and the esplanade in the distance, from another you can see dhoby ghaut and plaza singapura, and from another you can look down on the pretty lights of Clarke Quay.

The Reverse Bungee people looked like ants from where we were.

So we sat at some nice little bench see-saw near the Battlebox. And we chatted and chatted and chatted for like 2 hours. Till the sun went down and a nice dark blue blanketed the whole sky. The crescent moon lighted the night, and admist the moonsoon clouds, the sky and view from the hill was breathtaking.

Anws, it was getting late, and the night was still young, so we decided to go down to the hub of nightlife, Clarke Quay.

She was like a kampong kid exploring the city.

Then we sat by the river, and did more talking for like 3 hours. The atmosphere was great, the river was calm and it didnt rain today. Also, the idea of paying zouk or MOS a visit was very tempting, but nahhh. Not tonight. Hehe. Went off at like 10.30pm and lucky us, there were direct buses for both of us in Clarke Quay.

Total today, we took 15014 steps, which equals to 11.7km and 486700calories burned. How do i know all this crap? Well, apparently my new handphone has this step-o-meter, that counts the number of steps that you take, and converts it into distance and calories burned. A bit redundant, but nonetheless, its a nifty little device, quite cool too. Hehe.

Anyhow, thanks to Nurra my good 'her-armpit-smells-like-the-lori-sampah' friend for the great time out. =D

Mugging period.

2007-12-09T22:08:00.000+08:00

I wont be blogging for the next week. Need to mug, baybeh. I have eye bags to make the most tired pandas jealous. And im losing weight. Man, im stressed. Anws, good luck to yall for the common tests yawwwww.

Im getting freakishly skinny. I need to start working out all over again.

Peace out yallll.

Hay Dairies.

2007-12-04T22:54:00.000+08:00

So my IS group, El Quientito, went to the Goat Farm in Lim Chu Kang, to check out the place before the actual event. Other than the horrendous smell of goats and their excretes, the trip was fun, considering that we never had this close an encounter with these domestic animals.

Long rows of kambings. And this is one of like 5 of its kind.

Ina loves little kambings. Cant blame her. They are so cute.

Meet Ida. She was bitten in some obscene places after this shot.

Though i seriously think that she doesnt mind one bit.

Seriously, im not kidding.

This girl on the other hand, was screaming half the time.

The tak menjadi group pic.

'Baby, it was never meant to be, i mean, im a guy and you're a...'

The Goat People.

After which, my camera batt died, there ended the pictorial journal. Anws, the goat farm was smaller and less appealing than expected. It didnt really matter much though, as the goats themselves are very entertaining, and trust me, u'll spend hours happily feeding those bearded bastards.

The rest of the photos are with Naq. I'll try to get my hands on them soon. Anws, to all those mugging for the coming common tests...Heh, goodluck! =D

Seniority.

2007-11-30T23:44:00.000+08:00

On wed night, i crashed the AISS track and field bbq. Played games, from capture the flag, to taiteee, to 'find-the-bastard-who-threw-the-glass-bottle-into-the-courtyard-and-injured-a-couple-of-fellas'. And i even managed to get my hands on an acoustic upright yamaha piano. yummy. =D

The Graduates of 2005.

The Graduates of 2005 Part Two.

A Mixture of Young and Old.

Meet Diana, the extremely skinny and blur chick.

Random picture taken by Diana the Blur.

For 4 hours, i sat amidst a couple of sec3 extremely skinny juniors(eh, eat more lah korang!) who were sleepy yet somehow, couldnt sleep as i told grandfather stories of my countless idiotic and pathetic adventures. Made a couple of new friends in the process. Nice talking to a bunch of fresh young faces for a change. Most of the time, i get mugging, stressed and eighteen year olds. These sec sch people, so young, so fresh, so innocent...i feel grateful for them that they are still in the comfort of sec school life, yet its quite saddening to know that everyone will eventually grow up, and that these people, like the rest of us, will get exposed to the cruel world of responsibilities soon, and wither slowly but surely, with time.

Well, i left them and the place at 6am. I took the damn early bus home. Reached home at 6.30. Bathed and got out of house at 6.45 to school. Reached school at 7.50am. School ended at 5, and i got home at 6PM. I slept like i never slept before, for a good 15hours, woke up at 8am the next day, to get ready to go to school.

Now im tired, smelly, and hungry. But, im content. Hehe.

Oh, btw, if you guys were wondering...Yes, ive got my 2B Motorcycle license last Tuesday, with 18demerit points. =D

On the road.

2007-11-27T15:04:00.000+08:00

So, after SIX loooong months of ugly sunburns, boiling temperatures, slow speeds, confinement, slower training cars, countless forsaken circuit revisions...I finally got that piece of card. Never thought one had to work so hard for a thin piece of plastic.

And i'll like to personally thank Zuli, Nurra, Fiza, Su, Mun, Rizal, the aerospace dudes, and all those who wished me the best today. It means a HELL lot to a half shivering all nervous guy.

Now im gonna conquer the island, one road at a time.

Love you people. =D

2007-11-25T02:04:00.000+08:00

So much sleep. So little time.

Wahhh, why my blog so white one?

2007-11-20T23:56:00.000+08:00

It was a real long day for me. First there was school. Then the trip back home. Then the trip to SSDC for my bike revision. I was drenched wet as it was raining heavily and i was too lazy to stop the bike and down the raincoat. Then back to Khatib. Then to Sungei Road, where we got lost halfway and took an hour to find Ah Boy, the bike shop, where two of my pals bought their helmets. Then the walk to Bugis Mrt from there. Up the packed bus, standing all the way, about an hour, back to Khatib. Then had dinner with a good old friend of mine, who just moved to good ol Yishun!

Never knew anyone would be so happy over a plate of noodles.

Wouldnt blame her. It would be sad to eat chicken everyday, like her, since her home has no cooking facilites, furniture, cupboard...basically, its a cave.

Bored, we decided to explore Yishun.

It was raining. Fortunately, both of us didnt really care.

So we played in the rain. Got half wet. Half lost too. Despite my superior navigational skills.

After a long walk in the rain, and a few ciggarettes, we finally got to her home. She didnt even realise it was her block even when we were standing two blocks away. So after more trekking, we finally found it. Thats where she left me, lost in the only part of Yishun that i never frequent, and only have been there once before.

Fortunately, i found a map.

I was at the pink area, on the far left of the map. My place is in the grey area. For those familiar to Yishun, Northpoint is in the middle of the map. The blue area is Yishun Park, the only thing separating my neighbourhood from hers. So i continued the journey, walked around the whole park as it was too dark and as strong as i am, i dont dare cross that park alone at night. Many experiences there.

I slipped many times along the way, thanks to my worn out slippers. Why didnt i take the bus? There was no straight bus. And i figured it was faster to walk. So after tripping/sliding/slipping/brisk walking, it took me a little over half an hour to find my place.

The things i do to welcome a friend to the neighbourhood. Haha. Had great laughs. We got wet. I had an embarassing fall in front of a girl. Like nangka busuk lidat. Still, i would like to say...

WELCOME TO YISHUN, AISYAH GERSALI aka Isyah, my good friend of 11 damn long years!=D

Scenic Sounds.

2007-11-18T00:56:00.000+08:00

So in the end i did go to Lime Sonic Bang. And PlainSunset was as great as ever. Met many familiar faces there, from primary sch frens to AnnaJudgeApril. Its like so long since i hung out with them, coz i havent been real active in the music scene lately. Anws, met up with Mary, Zuli, Said, Paula, Yan and Yan.

Seductive ey.

This reminds me of Anggun, in the 'Snow on the Sahara' vid.

Mirror image. Haha.

I couldnt help but to comic this pic.

Love these people. Always laughing, never bored, doing crazy antics and basically making fools out of ourselves. Thats the life. Also, all of us wore green. Nope, we didnt plan it, it was PURE COINCIDENCE! hahaha. But we looked great though. =D

All in all, we had a great time. Great music, nice location, superb ambience, brilliant PA systems, scenic views and the best company.

Thanks guys!

Zoo Escapades Part 2.

2007-11-15T23:24:00.000+08:00

The compiled videos from the Zoo Escapades. Hope yall enjoy it. I certainly laughed everytime i watch this. Man, this is embarassing. Also, the later half of the video is in malay, so to the non Malay readers, SORRY!

Silence, I'd Kill You!

2007-11-12T20:18:00.000+08:00

Kay, yesterday the was the first official year since The Jellies existed. So in light of this joyous occassion, we decided to celebrate it. At the zoo. I'll let the pictures do the talking ey. So, with sleepy faces and tired butts, we got together, with enough food and bottles to feed China's destitutes, we set out in search of an adventure.

Mun, who stars in ~~Prison~~ Jungle Break.

Happens to be his Birthday too. We baked that brownie cake ourselves. Hehe. That was another adventure altogether.

We saw many animals there. From swimming White Tigers...

To big assed fishes...

To very very very dangerous exotic pets that thrive in the black market...

To babboons which were alittle TOO happy to see us.

Hell, there was a prehistoric toilet bowl. Now, how do u flush that thing?

The whole place was basically one huge maze...

We had to crawl and shove our way through inaccessible places...

That sometimes, you just cant help but emerge on the wrong side of the exhibits.

Or turn into one of them altogether.

We got close and intimate with the animals....

A little too intimate, some might say.

So much so, he caught the Jungle Fever.

Fortunately, all of us got out unharmed. Hehehe.

Haha, all in all, we had a ball of a time, like we always do. Put any two of us together, and u'll get endless laughter. Haha. There are some vids from that day, that i'll compile(or at least get someone to do it) and post it up. And those vids are embarassingly funny. Hehehehe. So watch this space!

Love these fellas!

Tag Replies:
[zuli&ez] Its not everyday u people get to see me wear PINK. heh.
[mirza] Haha, wassup ABG HANDSOME #2. =D
[diana] Go ask her for her hair lor. And wat laserfair?
[anonymous] When the moon crosses paths with the sun, and the stars form a 4-4-2 soccer formation, then maybe lah.
[isyah] Of course, i miss more than just ur name! Arent u always high?

Crashing at 110km/h.

2007-11-07T17:10:00.000+08:00

I promise to update soon, within the week! Heheh.

And does anyone have the 50 First Dates movie? I been scouting high and low for almost 2 weeks but to no avail. Haiyo.

Mat Minah Rayer.

2007-10-28T22:16:00.000+08:00

I finally went out with friends for Raya-ing. A nice break from all the family heirachial visiting nonsense.

From as far East as Tampines, to the North suburban of Khatib, to the industrialised west, Teban, we travelled far across the country, over lakes and reservoirs, finding our way around dense jungles, and over menacing hills. All the while, we had to endure the scorching heat of the equatorial sun. We had great distances to cover, the elements were against us, many of us still had sleep and fatigue weighing down our eyes. Nonetheless, with a new hope we set out to seek out the spirit of Aidilfitri. And all we had, an EZ-link card each, a camera and a couple pieces of chewing gum.

Met Nurra at Khatib MRT first.

The girls at Tampines.

MrMuayThai and the self proclaimed 'Queen'.

Me. And Fiza. We were lost in Toa Payoh. That explains the fitness corner.

The Geng.

Tired and beat. Still. Cheers babe.

I just cant have enough of these people.

All in all, we travelled for more than 12 hours. You know, considering the fact that the most of us brought nothing much other than their thin wallets, we were never hungry nor thirsty. In fact, i can safely say, for the most part, we were overstuffed. Haha. Thats the great thing about Raya. Every house is bound to have unlimited food. Had everything from KwayTeow to Pizza to Nuggets and KopiSuji. Heh. Mmmmmm, typing all this makes me hungry.

Well, all good things had to end i suppose. Its been awhile since all of us hung out together, its great to see everyone again. Thanks for coming and making it a splendid Saturday! Even though our parting was abrupt(within a minute, more than half of us disappeared into 2 separate vehicles, vehicles that werent there before. Haha. Leaving me and two others stunned at the quick and efficient exit. Hehe.), the day was very very memorable. Great laughs and embarassing moments. Heh.

Thanks people! =D

Lebaran

2007-10-22T00:01:00.000+08:00

I just realised, i havnt posted any Raya pics. Well, here are some.

My sister looks just like me huh.

Apparently, the kid in the middle, her name is Isis, after the Egyptian God of fertility. Nice kan!

Now here i am with a songkok. Its elevan at night, so excuse me for that sotong look.

Kay, thats about it. I'll post more when i have the time. Also, i'll post pics of Isyah's birthday suprise thingy. Well, everyone got more than they bargain for, to say the least, both the suprise-er and the suprisee. Heheh.

Cherios!

Darling, hit the lights.

2007-10-20T00:28:00.000+08:00

So, i just got back from playing soccer with the guys. Its been a hell looooong time since i ran, and i couldnt even last 10mins without having to stop to catch my breath. Man, im so out of shape, i think a lump of dough has more shape than me. It was fun though, a brief escape from the routiness of school and everyday life...kicking a ball around, making a hell lot of noise in the evening, close to HDB flats, even at the stroke of 10pm. Fortunately, nobody threw eggs at us again.

Yesterday, i had lunch with Nurra and Fiza. Well. These people are the best. I dont know what i'll do, or be, without these too kiddos. They were my first friends in poly, hopefully, they'll be my last in life, God willing. Thank you.

So, when are we going Raya?!

***

It may sound cliched but people tend to take things, including friends, family and everything else, for granted. Its always easier to see and remember the bad side of someone and not notice the good. And when we do, rarely do we go out of our way to show them that apprecitation that they deserve. I know, im guilty. Its just human, i suppose. And when death comes suddenly and unexpectantly, usually we find ourselves lost and without direction for that span of time. That was exactly what happened to a couple of friends of mine. Especially when the deceased is their peer. Its tough ey, hope you guys get on quick. I suppose, life is unpredictable, and death is just simply inevitable.

Like ive said before, we are all dying from the moment we were born. Its the choices that we make before we meet that fate, that determines whether we live on in hearts and memories.

Goodnight yall.

In a whisper.

2007-10-15T23:32:00.000+08:00

Well, i havent been updating, or logging on my blog or friendster for awhile now. I guess, i havent got to it yet.

Yesterday was the first time i had a bike accident. Haha. Fortunately my hip bone thingy broke my fall, and all i have now is a benjol on my hip, and a couple cuts on my left forearms, left hip, and left ankle. To put it simply, ssdc's bike were not meant for high speed, MotoGP style turning. Hahaha.

And also, Selamat Hari Raya to all muslimin muslimat out there. Raya has been, well, kinda stale and routine for the past couple of years. And i look way old. I dont get money no more. Heheh.

School has started. It seems that the timetable is so cramped and messed up. I guess, they're gearing us up for our final year. More hard work to come ey. Well, for this week, at least, i am gonna concentrate, and hopefully put an end, to my escapades at ssdc. Im getting waaay sick of that forsaken place. And it gives awful sunburns too.

I need to get back into the school mood. Damn its hard.

Lovesong.

2007-10-07T16:31:00.000+08:00

The Cure is the greatest alternative band, hands down. Their music back then was decades ahead of their time, and even now it still is mesmorising. Iconic hair and make up, thats what we need nowadays.

A week till Hari Raya. And the long awaited TP after that. Cant wait!

Raindrops.

2007-10-03T13:55:00.000+08:00

To all my friends out there who consistently asks about my well-being, dont worry, im still alive and kicking. I think. Haha. And the concern you people show touches me. =D

Take care yall!

A one man show.

2007-10-01T16:16:00.000+08:00

Damn, this holiday is getting draggy, coupled with the fasting and stuff. At least i dont have to haul myself to school.

I was sick for the past week. The longest time that i ever remembered being sick, one week. And im still recovering. Had high fever and stuff, and now i spit out phlegm every other minute. And well, because of that, i have locked myself in my room and forced myself to recover. I skipped 3days of fasting so far.

I'll blog again in a couple days. Shit, im still dizzy.

Tag Replies.
[rarah] : I think ur the belo one. Haha.
[nurra] : Hey, thanks for hearing me out that day. =D
[fyeza : Thanks, i think. Haha.
[fik] : Dude, thats sooooo not techno man. Its TRANCE. Anws, budak tu dah ade matair luper kan member lah ehhhhhh.
[paula] : ehhhh, long time no hear from you ahhhh.
[ez] : actually, i did the same when i was at vivo a couple days back. hehe.
[mun] : gitu2 je lah dong. but im doing well. haha.

Rapture tastes so sweet.

2007-09-18T15:11:00.000+08:00

After two years, im still hiding. I dont wanna hide anymore. Im never gonna do that again.

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Funny people.

Anw, the week has passed, and many things has happened. From photoshoots with AnnaJudgeApril, help managing podcasts with Deputy Siren, got to meet many bands, check them out, cool.

Yea, rock is still king. But if there was a genre which will reign after rock has long gone, in my opinion, its trance. Hiphop? Nah, its too messy.

Just take a look at the masses here at Armin Van Buuren's gig. No mainstream musician, other than rock, can have such a crowd. And Nadia Ali is my idol. Gotta love her sympathic and euphoric voice.

Immaculate dream.

2007-09-12T19:58:00.000+08:00

Costa Sands Resort's Kampong Huts in Sentosa were better than i expected. Though it can be quite claustrophobic, though, its very cosy. And i still cant get over the fact that on the first night, there were four beds, yet all four of us slept on the floor, squeezed in an area of a single sized bed. Hahaha.

This looks very similiar to my room. Haha.

We had enough food to feed a big family. Literally.

Anws, we were heavily equiped, i personally brought an electric stove, 2mesh tins, and 3kinds of frying pans. Aside from the bbq, we ate spagetti, fried macaroni, campbell soup, and ramli burger. We turned our little kampung hut into a mobile kitchen!

We took alot of pictures. I could rant on about each and everyone but i doubt you guys give a hoot. So i'll concentrate on a few. Go here if you wanna read more.

Anws, this pic...is very disturbing. I took this picture myself. Why disturbing? Firstly, i took this picture myself, and i swear i have not tempered with it, did any editing or such. Its in its genuine original form. Secondly, the place where i took the picture was pitch black, so i couldnt preview the image before i shoot, so i just aimed blindly at my friend and snapped. Thirdly, i tried using photoshop to reveal the background, but as hard as i tried, it wouldnt come out. The same goes for the FACIAL FEATURES and FEET. The facial features and feet are totally gone.

I asked my friend to pose with a white cloth, we wanted to scare a friend. Before which, i asked her to pose, stood two meters away and snapped. It came out like this.

Who wants to ride with me next?

2007-09-09T21:16:00.000+08:00

Well, i wouldnt have guessed that the first person i pillion, other than the fellas at SSDC, is my kid sister.

Anws, we went back to our kampong in Benot, Johor. As rural as it is, the scorching sun at the villages is way more scorhing than the sun we have back here. I suppose, the pollution there is terrible.

So, since i flunked my last Class 2B Traffic Police Test, the closest thing that i can ever get to riding on a public road, is riding on a malaysian road. So i managed to get hold of a Honda Wave 110CC kupchai bike, and with my kid sister as a pillion, we set off in search of a nearby beach my father told us about.

A Honda Wave is well, yea fuel economy and stuff, but it lacks power and stability. I bet if i was pillioning someone fatter than my 30kg sis, we would have trouble going up slopes. And the little toy was soooo shaky.

Anws, we decided to take a route, a dirtpath route, as we thought it was a shortcut. Haha. Anws, along the journey, we saw the aftermath damage of the recent flood there. Its sad to see these poor rural villages having to wade in dirty water thigh high just to get from the road to their doorstep. Although most kampongs are built on stilts, some are not, or are just not high enough, and you cant help but pity those people, as their furniture, valuables and stuff get destroyed by the flood. And you can still see plantations and crop fields flooded. As bad as it seems, i was told that the current situation is the best in the past two months, as during that time, the very dirtpath i was cruising on my little Honda Wave was engulfed knee high in water. All that destruction must have affected the local economy.

Anws, after like 15mins of riding, choosing random routes and stuff, we finally found a stretched of manufactured road. Even this road was as narrow as the dirtpath, which is barely wider than my arms spread out (i had the oppurtunity to dodge a car. Hehe). Well, so since we were back on 'reasonably' stable (reasonably because there were many potholes and branches and huge fist sized stones lying around), i decided to test out the humble Honda Wave, so i kicked up to the highest gear and REMPIT away, with my sister screaming her head off behind.

I reached a max of 80km/h.

Oh yea, we didnt wear helmets too. Hehe.

Up ahead, i saw clear skies and a clearing, and i thought it was the beach, so i continued to be generous on the throttle and sped away. I dunno whether my sis was enjoying herself, but i did know her hands on my shoulders gripped tighter. Ahaha.

Well, so as we approached the clearing, we were like cheering and stuff and we saw...

...another kampong.

Haha. Apparently, we got lost, took wrong detours, and ended up in some other kampong. And the mileage meter stated that we travelled 30km. Not bad. Considering the fact that i oni have a PDL. hehe.

We took around half an hour to get back to our home kampong. Fortunately my memory served me well, otherwise i would be forced to ride to the Singapore Embassy or something. Hehe.

And my eleven year old sis kept pestering me to take her out for a ride again. Haha. So i assume she enjoyed the thrill. Maybe i'll groom her into a minah rempit. Ahaha.

Kidding. In case you guys wanna go to some child protection agency.

Big mosquitos, small kupchais, fat flies, flooded homes and 50years old.

Thats Malaysia.

Happy September.

2007-09-02T14:26:00.000+08:00

The holidays are here, yet im still very busy, every single day. Ive been getting minimal sleep and im lethargic.

Well, my plans for now is to just...keep in shape i suppose. I guess its about time i hit the gym again and buff myself up alittle. And i have this urge to join a marathon. I know, i cant run for shit, but its quite fun, especially when u have a bunch of friends around.

I'll blog again, when i have something solid to blog about. For now, thanks for all the TAGS people! i'll blog about some other 'touching' stuff again when i have the time and will. Haha.

Cheers.

A tint of rain.

2007-08-23T12:43:00.000+08:00

The last of my papers is dont and over with. Though i strongly feel that im gonna repeat a module, heck, the holidays are here baybeh!

Anyways, on the way home, my bus, as usual, passed by Lower Seletar Jetty. As i gazed at the serenity, memories flooded back, bittersweet, i shall say.

Once, during the late months before the O levels, i went there, to study alone. It may seem retarded, i mean, who studies at a recreation water catchment area, where people go there primarily for jogging or fishing. Well, that was exactly why i went there, to minimise the distractions. And the mid day sun wasnt harsh, in fact, it gave you this comfortable warm embrace.

So as i was religiously reading and devouring every information from my Biology book, i noticed this middle aged man, and his kids, a son and a daughter, both barely the age of ten sat at a bench 2 meters from me, equipped with a fishing rod and other fishing necessities. They placed their belongings and casted their lines.

While the kids were mesmorised by the ripples and patiently waiting for something unusual to happen, squatting down next to the rod and stared down as if it were a plate of sugar candies, their dad returned to the bench.

At this point, i closed my book for a quick break, letting my eyes caress the beauty of the surroundings, and a light smile crept to my face as i absorbed the peace like a sponge.

All of the sudden, a question broke the silence.

"Bukan hari2 kiter dapat kesempatan untuk bawak anak anak kiter kluar, meluangkan maser untuk jorang, kan?" (Translated: Its not everyday we get the oppurtunity to bring the kids out and spend time with them, eh?)

Quite suprised, i realised the man was talking to me, since there were no one else.

Well, some snippets of the conversation, translated into English:

Me : "Yea, not many parents nowadays even actively look out for the chance, and when they have it, they give excuses like they're tired and stuff"

Man: "True, true. Thats why i brought my kids out now"

Me: "You have two kids?"

Man: "Nah, four. A girl, in sec3, and a guy, taking his N levels."

Me: "I see..."

Man: "Kids nowadays, they seem to like distance themselves from their parents ey."

Me: "Yea, they spend more time with friends than with family. Though sometimes, the parents are too busy too."

Man: "Yea, like me, i work six days a week, go out in the wee hours of the morning, return in the dead at night, everyday have to transit in and out of johor."

Me: "You work there, sir?"

Man: "Yea. Kids nowadays, i dont know why. I mean, it seems like they are even shy to even give their old folks a hug or a kiss. I mean, like when my kids were small, they used to hug me everytime they left home for school, or something like that. Now, they dont even do it, and when i initiate it, they say that im uncool and such."

Me: "Yes, that happens", i said guilt-ridden.

Man: "I mean, for a father to hug a daughter, air sembahyang tak batal kan?(I dont know how to translate this, ask ur muslim frens.). And these kids, they can sooo readily hug their friends, boyfrens or what crap, yet, feel embarassed to hug even their own father."

And for the three hours we sat there and talked, and we talked like old friends, whom never met for decades. He confided in me as if i were his collegue, his peer. Ironically, i was sixteen, and he was in his late forties. And the whole while he talked about the upbringing of kids and teenagers in this age, he never refered to me as a teenager.

And throughout this heartfelt conversation with this man, i observed his kids, so gleeful staring down at false hope. And here, their father, all tired and feeling unloved by his own flesh and blood, rants on.

I wonder, if i'll be like that one day. I wonder if my own children will be embarassed by their own father. And since then, i have made a vow to myself to place family ahead all else. Even if im broke and turn into a destitute, living on the streets, at least, i'll have my family.

I went to the Lower Seletar Reservoir Jetty in search of knowledge for my Biology paper.

I left with something more valuable.

Look into you heart.

2007-08-18T00:42:00.000+08:00

AnnaJudgeApril is LOVE!

Coy.

2007-08-14T12:20:00.000+08:00

We stumbled upon a kid water play area in IMM.

Sometimes, dont we wish we could revert back and have the same innocence and genuine joy they have now? Life was soooo much easier back then.

42nd.

2007-08-10T00:28:00.000+08:00

Well, the fireworks looks like, and sounded more like heavy bombing than fireworks from where we were. Half of it were blocked by trees, and the huge ferris wheel isnt helping either. Though i feel that the ferris wheel silhouette effect thingy is cool. Haha.

Ive never seen CityHall, Esplanade and Marina Square so packed before. Its kinda scary.

Cheers.
Happy National yall.

Gravel.

2007-08-06T22:43:00.000+08:00

Baybeats was spectacular. Great atmosphere, crowd, sound system and basically everything about it was grand.

The only downside was other than veterans Plain Sunset and One Buck Short (they played Baybeats last year) and some other bands, the rest was kinda disappointing.

That aside, these babes made Baybeats 2007 memorable for me.
Elai, Paula and Zuli.

Plus FAEZAH,who's not featured in the picture above. She did the meanest and longest bodysurf ive ever seen anyone do. Cheers babe.

They moshed hard. Real hard. To the extent that it was kinda scary. Even on my standards. Elai was knocked out cold in the moshpit during One Buck Short's set. And up to know, all i know is that she's still in SGH, recoperating. She apparently fell in the moshpit, some guys fell on her, she got knee-ed and hit in the head in the chaos. And yea. Hope she's doing alright.

That aside, Baybeats is always a painful, memorable and enjoyable experience for me.

Baybeats 2008. Be there.

Into certain death.

2007-08-05T04:34:00.000+08:00

Birthdays were celebrated, to celebrate the number of years the individual survived.

Everyone celebrates it, though almost no ones thinks about it. Everyone just cares about presents and gifts. Everyone is just superficial. Greed is ripe.

Once we wake up from this dream, the ignorant one, we'll find a deeper meaning to life. An illegal street racer who raced for ten minutes before he crashed, lived longer than a person who has been doing nothing but read for ten decades. Life is a game of chance, like it or not. Risk it, ultimately we are all dead in the end.

Like i was reminded by a friend, we are all dying the moment we were born.

Its 5am. Im still alive.

Tapestry 2007

2007-08-01T00:20:00.001+08:00

Huge crowd! One of AnnaJudgeApril's biggest crowd.

Loved playing the gig! THANKS FOR ALL THOSE WHO CAME DOWN AND SUPPORTED US! LOVE YOU GUYS!

Roquefort.

2007-07-24T23:52:00.001+08:00

So, French presentation was a step over.

Me and my partner did quite well, considering that for the 19 powerpoint slides, we didnt even read them till the actual presentation. We briefly read the slides while presenting, and came up with all the spontaneous crap that could come into our mind.

TOPIC : FRENCH CHEESE.

The funny part was, we actually went looking around at cold storage for some smelly cheese. There were 3kinds of cheese, soft, medium, and hard. Soft being the most subtle, hard being the saltiest, with all the blue gray mold on it.

A chef there told us, "Singaporeans, who are not used to french cheese, will love soft cheese better, as its not so strong. The hard cheeses got this puke kinda taste, and wont really like hard cheese when they first eat it."

Without question, we choose the hard cheese.

The hard cheese, Roquefort, has blue gray mold covering 50% of the slice, and smelled like a wet sock after playing soccer in the rain. Im not exaggerating.

So we took our 10grams of blue cheese ($7 lah!), went to class with a smile on our faces and smelly cheese in our bags.

Here's a snippet of our presentation:

"Ya, the cheese making thing, seven thousand plus years already the French been doing it."

"Kay, here are some pictures of French cheese, I dont know what they are, but French cheese are the best!"

"Cher, nice ah the cheese? I buy special for you leh!"

"Wah, Cher, shiok ah you eat the cheese!"

"The cheese that we brought to class, they kept in a cave for at least 5months (this is true)"

"Dont be scared of the blue gray mold. It gives the unique taste"

"Eh, CHER! RILEK AH EAT! I WANT TRY SOME OSO!"

Anws, he came over and handed me a huge chunk of cheese and made me eat it. Me and my fellow presenter. Well, to keep it short, that was the worst tasting piece of crap my taste buds have every tasted. Its so damn SALTY. And when u try to chew, it has lumps in it! It basically tastes like stale cheese. Plus generous amounts of mold. So i tried to take it as a man and tried not to throw up, even though the stench was burning my nose, and the taste was horrendous.

Well, to sum it up.

Throughout our presentation, our lecturer was more interested on the cheese than us. Smiling all the way at that yellow slice. Good thing too, he wasnt really paying attention to what we were saying.

Horrible presentation + spontaneous script + zero knowledge + moldy cheese = 8 out of 10 marks.

MORAL OF THE STORY : SUCKING UP TO LECTURERS DOES YOU GOOD.

Gelisah hati.

2007-07-24T00:07:00.000+08:00

Tanpa kenal pasti kedatangan atau ketinggalan mu

Ku panjangkan doa, buat dirimu.

***
Tag Replies:

[diana] So a door isnt a door if it cant open. A door that cant open is a wall. Go figure. Heh.
[zuli] ewww, well, kids ey. Heheh.
[nurra] Haha, wait long long. =P
[mun] Sheeeeesh is my word. Fiza copied. Im gonna sue her. Sheeeeeeeeesh.
[paula] Ahhhhh, the carefree days ey..
[zira] Kids do the darnest things. Hehe.
[fiza] F**********K! GRRRRRRRRRRR. You still owe me lunch. =D

Cards.

2007-07-22T00:29:00.000+08:00

When i was a kid, back when i was still living in AngMoKio, i was very artsy fartsy. My mom would buy me books on origami, art and craft and the like. I did countless origamis, though most looked like crumpled pieces of paper instead of cranes. Also, i did countless number of papier mache, i especially love doing art pieces that involved PVA glue. It used to amuse me how the glue, white when wet, would turn transparent when dry.

I used to just pour PVA glue on my table and leave it to dry overnight, and the next morning, wake up just to peal it off the table.

Since i was the only kid in the house(my siblings werent born yet), i would just get lost with my creative six year old brain and spend countless hours in my room, playing with erasers, magnets and metallic little cars and built my own drive thru car wash. When kids were playing catching or hide and seek, i would seek refuge in my room and become the boss of my own car wash.

And when it comes to special dates, like my parent's birthday or sth, i would make birthday cards with some drawing block and crayons and coloured paper.

I remembered very vividly this incident.

My dad had been away on HAJI for three months, and when my mom told me he was coming home that week, i took the oppurtunity to make card for him. So off i went into my little office, surrounded by glue, magic markers, crayons and other necessities of a six year old.

So i drew it, made it, and then i showed my mom. It look something like this:

Unfortunately, the hours of watching SESAME STREET failed me, and i misspelt DADDY, and wrote BABBY instead. When i proudly showed my mom my masterpiece, she smiled warmly and told me my mistake. I remembered, i was so embarassed(well, half embarassed, half disappointed actually), that i broke down and cried in front of my mom. And my mom, still smiling away, consoled me and told me its okay.

Man, i miss my childhood.

Testimonial

2007-07-19T00:31:00.000+08:00

*this entry is posted by a friend of roy*

Roy Iryan.
met this guy about a year and a half ago during our Freshmen Orientation Camp.
we were in the same group.
i thought he had the weirdest name ever.
first impression: MAT!
but obviously, i came to realise that he is a mat of a different mould. haha!
he looks like one, but he does not behave like one. Thank God for that!
c'mon! which mat would let you tie his hairup into ponytails at 4 am in the morning?

He makes the lamest jokes. the type that makes you want to bang your head against the wall.
but hey, his jokes never fail to make us laugh despite trying hard NOT to laugh.

oh and he loves to irritate the shit out of me.
he finds some sort of entertainment/amusement by doing that.
like burping right in my face. sheeeeesh!

A great guy, with a great biigggggg heart;
Always there for his friends.
A guy I'm proud to have as my good friend.

God bless(:

Transformers.

2007-07-14T14:37:00.000+08:00

Kay, i finally watched Transformers last night, or should i say this morning. Watched it at Orchard Cineleisure, at 12.45 in the morning.

As late at night it was, i never felt sleepy throughtout the movie, which is very very good, coz im a heavy sleeper.

The special effects, storyline and actors were great. But the cars that the robots transformed into, ultimately stole the show.

And there was this one scene, that made my heart stop for the two minutes that it lasted. The scene where admists all the fierce cars, explosions and twisted metal, a humble YAMAHA YZF-R6 appeared!

Preeeeeeeeeeety.

***

School is slow. 4 more weeks and it will be all over with.

For now, projects, beware, cause here comes me!

UGH.

Flutter.

2007-07-09T22:56:00.000+08:00

A butterfly emerges from its cocoon, spreads its majestic wings, and humbly flutters off.

Thank you for the memories.

The solemn march.

2007-07-05T00:05:00.000+08:00

Mentally, im exhausted. The two weeks holidays didnt aid in much mental recovery, and now, im full steam into my studies.

The informative age, the post 60s, ever since the computer came about, knowledge is everything. Whatever happened to the good old days when things were more carefree? When people were smiling more? When kids could play at a playground without wearing thick glasses? Where was the time where kids would fall off their bikes and roll in the mud? When a bloody scrape or cut could just overlooked and not be such a big issue?

Nowadays, kids, are basically deprived of their childhood. Partly on the education system and partly, on the individual parents.

Children have to wake up at unearthly hours, carry heavy books, drag their barely awake bodies to school. And if you think that the thick books we had during our time was bad, think again. These kids now probably have to carry twice the load, thanks to the education system trying to pump everything into an innocent child's head.

Twenty years ago, kids learned multipication, long divisions and all that crap when they were 13, primary six.

Ten years ago(my batch), we learned that when we were 10-11, primary three to four.

Now, they are being drilled to anaylse and solve 783 divide by 63, at a tender age of nine. I think they expect engineers, doctors, scientists when they reach PSLE.

And if thats not bad enough, parents would fetch their kids straight after school for their piano classes. Followed by dreaded homework.

And supplementary tuition classes every weekend.

These kids have at most, 10% of their time, doing what kids are suppposed to do, play, hurt themselves, learn to stand back up on their two feet and so on. Also, this boosts their creativity. And Singapore expects to be a more colourful, creative, and artistically inclined?

90% of the time, these kids are forced to grow up.

In this little island, with the highest number of myopics in the world, 82%. And thats including kids who should not be worried that their parents will cane them if they drop and crap their glasses when they roll down a hill.

When a kid says he wants to be an artist, or a musician, or a director...they typical Singaporean parent responds would be, 'No, cannot!(spank). You must be a doctor!(spank). Understand?' 'Yes, ma'am!(sobs)'

Let the kids enjoy their youth. Dont force them to get a doctorate,and brainwash them when they are 3.

There are many roads out there. Dont show your kids the shortcut, they'll turn out nerds. The survivors who emerges at the top are normally those who take the long route and battle them dragons.

100th entry!

2007-06-30T16:59:00.000+08:00

Dad : Eh, your jeans tu, how long havent washed already?
Me : I dunno.
Mom : Dunno how many weeks already, 2 months i think.
Me : Lah, no neeed wash laaaaah.
Mom : What,no need wash? I think if i use mikoskop(microscope, pronounced Mom's style. Haha) can see cendawan(malay for mushrooms) already.
Me : Whaaaaaaaaaat only.

I wanna be a hippie!

Its all in the hair.

2007-06-26T00:51:00.000+08:00

My all time fave old rock Malay song. Isabella - Search.

Big hair, spandex, and big voice. I WANNA LIVE IN THE 80s!

To hold and not to feel.

2007-06-24T19:39:00.000+08:00

I found this in one of my long forgotten folders. Its one of my early efforts at photomanipulation, 2 years ago. This is my first, and since then, the only piece in photomanipulation attempt, so yes, it looks real amateur. I havent had the time, or motivation to do more digital designing since. Perhaps I'll do more in time.

Cheers.

Namun tak tiba orang ku nanti.

2007-06-24T02:00:00.000+08:00

Went bowling with two of my primary school friends, and hung out after that. Glad we kept in touch after all this years. More than a decade since we first knew each other. Great to have you people with me all these years. Cheers.

***

I need to ride to someplace far far away.
Masihku rasakan, hangat tanganmu.

Aku tulis bukan kerna nama.

2007-06-22T09:43:00.000+08:00

Terengganu has nice long shorelines, majestic weather and a very nice temperate climate. Its a nice place for courting couples to come out to, and errm...court. Also, its the place for weary people to come and release it all, to unleash their bottled up stress.

However, for a family with 3 young very energetic and restless kids, its a very boring place.

Nice place for couples, boring for those looking for a thrill.

Well, the trip took up like half of my holidays already. Next week is a new school term. Have to adjust back into academic life I suppose.

Hello, singapore.

Edge of seventeen.

2007-06-16T17:14:00.000+08:00

At 10.30am.

Me : Well, so much for a date yea.
Lush : Hey, at least you're with me.
Me : True true. And i still think you look good with the hospital clothes on*winks*
Lush : Nooooooooo!

Well, we didnt really go out. She was admitted to NUH, for fainting at NUH. Of all places to faint, a hospital. Ironic ey.

At least she's discharged now, after an overnight observation stay. Now go sleep those dozey eyes off darling. =D

That aside, I have this strange feeling about hospitals. Kinda negative in a way. Its like this bad vibe that surrounds the wards, the staff. Somehow, I dont really feel quite welcome. Maybe the feel of sickness, and perhaps death, are always present in the vicinity. And the smell of antibacterial potions are always present in the air. Im not the spiritually sensitive or anything like that, but somehow, its a totally different feeling, each time you step into a ward, with sickened people, young and old, on both your sides, their expressions tired and weakly, some just barely clinging on thanks to scary looking breathing machines. And im not the only one who's feels that way.

Perhaps, the only reason I feel like this is because out of the four occassions that i ever remember being to a hospital, a family member died during two of them.

Burned with desire.

2007-06-14T15:12:00.000+08:00

Well, im usually just plain too lazy to do a new layout, or even to look around for one. But for the past few days, I have been plain bored, sitting at home, so hell, i created this new skin. Hope yall like it. Im still working on it, editing every nook and cranny.

Initially I thought of moving to LiveJournal. But blogger is more versatile and customisable i suppose.

I wouldnt say alot happened during the past 2weeks that i have been away.

Im up to Practical 6, for my class 2B license.

The Open Stage gig with AnnaJudgeApril. Cosy place, the National Youth Council.

Nothing much really. I'll post more when i have more interesting stuff to say.

Half heartedly, I'll be away to Northern Malaysia next week, with the family.. Hope that the recent floods have subsided.

And ive got a date with Lush this weekend. =D

Thanks to all who tagged!

Hit the lights.

2007-05-30T19:37:00.000+08:00

Ive realised that my past few entries, well, are just not me. I feel the the past few entries are just lacking perhaps, some "sincerity" (well, perhaps sincerity isnt the word im looking for, but that's all I can think off now).

Well, till then, im on a hiatus.

Take care people.

Something beautiful.

2007-05-26T09:45:00.000+08:00

The month of may has been perhaps, been a very gloomy month, plagued with deaths. Ive heard deaths a plenty happening in this month. Most notibly, the shocking and sudden death of Wayne 'Thunder' Seah.

He was the drummer from Boredphucks, back in 1998. Then, since they've got banned from playing in singapore for swearing on stage, they went to australia for four years(i think), rocking out the people there, also, renaming themselves The Suns. They were well received there. Their Aussie fans were great. They retured to Singapore late last year.

Since then, Wayne had been busy, working with the local music industry, from hosting the History of Local Music podcasts on Rampage On The Airwaves and been producing a recording some new indie bands on the rise. He was also a guest DJ on 98.7FM. All in all, he was a great figure in the young and inexperienced singapore music scene. He and The Suns paved the way for great bands like Electrico and the such.

He died peacefully in his sleep, at 26years old. His lost is Singapore's lost.

www.waynethunder.com.

Tag Replies:
[nurra] You talk alot dont you? Hehehe.
[freshie] Yea, you can have her though. :D
[diana] I get very emphatic when a girl cries.
[paula] Yep, i'll do it....eventually. haha.
[fik] One of earth's greatest mysteries ey. Haha.
[sweet] At prac 3. Hehe. Who is this anw?

Norfolk

2007-05-16T22:13:00.000+08:00

AnnaJudgeApril rocking out The Playden, Artshouse.

Our next gig is on 9th June, *Scape YouthPark. =D

Kay, so Ive passed lesson one for my 2B bike practical. Next lesson, the infamous slope, figure 8, and the scary crank course. So far I have not fallen off the bike. Yet. Lets hope it stays that way. Ive made some rider friends there at SSDC. They help make the trainings more bearable. Cheers.

This weekends, i'll be away to the eastern side of Malaysia. So dont look for me.

Also, cheers for the AGRA GLs for the presents! LOVE THEM. Esp the chocs! And the topman polo. And the dunhill. Ahaha.

I just got back from a chinese christian funeral. A friend of mine, his grandmom passed away. Though I felt kinda odd being a malay guy there, the cultural exchange was very informative. I got to know more about the christian chinese way of life, and in this case, death, here in Singapore. As solemn the occasion was, his family members were very welcoming, which made me feel very comfortable and less awkward. Especially his grandmom(his father's side, still alive yea), who took the trouble to talk to me in malay, though half of it I could barely comprehend, but nevertheless, i appreaciated their hospitality. I would recommend that non chinese to at least try being at a chinese funeral. The people are very very friendly.

While me and two of my other friends were leaving the place, we walked pass the coffin, although there was a canvas sheet separating us and the deceased, hurtful cries of pain and remorse could be heard from one of the family members. At first I thought it was in some dialect or some other language, but none of my chinese friends could make it out. After a few repetitions, I could barely make out the words, 'SHE'S NOT WITH US ANYMOREEEEE', being forced out through heavy tears and a broken heart. The cries were somewhat scary and saddening.

The last time I heard that kind of genuine, heartshattering cry, was back in 2000, when my granddad passed away.

Tag replies:
[diana] Thats not me. Thats my sis!
[mun & darius] Bagus lah korang, gadoh lagi. Hahaha.
[zuli] Make sure you tell me when you are going to register!
[paula] Thanks! I loveee bikes. hehe.
[zira] Haha. Yup, sadly its true. heh.
[nurra] Mesti lah, tengok sape abang dier. :D
[freshie] No lah, come on, ive got better taste than that. Ahaha. Kidding. :D

Eighth wonder.

2007-05-13T02:03:00.000+08:00

The Ballyhoo gig at Playden, Artshouse was so far the best gig we've ever played. The sound system was superb. Cheers to Music For Good and Power98 for organising the event!

The Esplanade is a really nice place. The library is a nice place to find some great books to read and watch time breeze past out the window. A good R&R session, I must say.

In June, ive got a chalet with some pals at Sentosa. That will be great. Im looking forward to that. And hopefully, no more puking for me.

Being eighteen is well, not much different from all other years. Well, I have to admit, though, it does have its priviledges. But I suppose, after Ive gotten over the hype of being eighteen, i'll realise that im getting old, and that the past years of my life, seem to have just slipped past ever so quickly. And not long after, i'll wish i was a few years younger.

Ive just watched King Kong on HBO. Living the life of an exile, he longs for a companion. And when he found one, he was willing to lay down his life for it. Misunderstood and exploited, Kong died for the one he loves. As much as i pity the beast, ive seemed to have found respect for that gorilla. He would make for a perfect gentleman, a race of men which is harder and harder to find thanks to the moral decay that is plaguing mankind.

All things aside, I would like to wish all women with sons or daughters or both, a HAPPY MOTHERS' DAY!

Take care yall.

Catch me.

2007-05-08T22:31:00.000+08:00

The first practical was cool. Im getting the hang of gear changing, and clutch squeezing and whatnot. Its fun. Getting to ride around at 20km/h on a bike. Haha. The time was too short though, didnt have enough time to complete lesson one.

And my next prac is on thurs! Continuation.

Im looking forward to the tricky circuit stuff. That will be cool. Especially during the emergency brake test, surely one or two people will fly off their bikes. So cool. Like movie lidat.

Hopefully not me though. Haha.

Im so tired now. A full day out.

I need a massage. Care to give me one? =D

Eighteen.

2007-05-05T16:56:00.000+08:00

A big thank you to my freshies for the cap!

A big shout out to DAGONET for the UKELELE! Especially YANI AND SHIRINbABE! LOVE IT!

And a big terima kasih kepada Zulianah, for the big(dinner plate big) green PEACE SIGN! Its cute! Who else gets a huge hippie peace symbol on their bdae? Im such a lucky dude.

And thanks to all those who WISHED me and for making it a very very memorable ONE EIGHT. Love you people. =D

With age comes many priviledges.

I got my first motorcycle practical lesson on tues. I tried riding my dad's bike from one end of the carpark to the other...I can barely control that damn thing, and I fell once.

Man, im psyched. Hahahaha.

Singapore roads, here comes roy.

Comic Sans.

2007-04-30T02:11:00.000+08:00

K, I feel that I shouldnt merge the comic section thingy into my blog.

So ive made my own comic blog under the url APAPELAH.BLOGSPOT.COM!:D. You guys can also find the link at my LINKS section. I'll do more comic/photoblogging with time. I like! hehe.

Kay, i'm off to work on that damned html now.

Cheers!

Contagious.

2007-04-29T00:04:00.000+08:00

Perhaps, the best way to resolve your insecurities, is to help someone else resolve theirs. No matter how cliched your choice of method or words are, just let it out with utmost sincerity. You'll let off some steam yourself. Self mutilation is a no no.

You'll feel better about yourself. =D

Cheers to my freshies(you know who u are!) for the present you gave me and the other 2 GLs! Love it!

Im going to MacRitchie tmr, be it alone or otherwise. I need some R&R.

I want a Fender Strat. And a pedalboard. And a Kawasaki. Whoa, big boys' toys. Haha.

Tag Replies:
[sally] ahhhh, yes, the pond. But u have to jump in with me, cause I cant swim. You have to be my floatation device. :D
[fyeza] i demand a donut! now!
[desmond] LINKed dude!
[arfah] I think im gonna keep reaaaaal short hair from here on end. Hehe.
[alawiyah] Haiyo, you never meet us, how to give present. And my bdae comes first you know. *hints*
[mary, paula & zuli] So zuli tried to impersonate the real mary, and paula is pissed because she is jealous of the fact that the fake mary misses me, and the real mary insists the fake mary tags were a fake and not made by her, the real mary, and zuli had an identity crisis and thought she was the real mary, when in reality, she is the fake mary. YOU NURSES ARE SO CUTE LAH!
[fik] Its just you man. It was, and always so. hehe.

Bedsheets.

2007-04-23T20:37:00.000+08:00

Oh yea, to add on to the list in the previous entry.

I think camps are retarded, we make fools of ourselves.
Some people call me Cheng Teng, because, according to them, I mispronounced it. I still think I said it right.
I think camps are fun though.
I miss my Nursing peeps!
Since my poly life started, I have always wondered how deep the school pond is.
I think the Student Plaza is redundant.
I think bedsheets are a turn on.
The school library, level 5 and the dvd viewing area, is a good make out spot.
The last time my shoes were washed was before I bought it.
I am 58kg! Wheeeeeeeee!
I think Mary's pet cats are cool.
My next gig is on the 12th.
I want to go backpacking to Europe, Carribean Islands and Dubai.

I should stop all this random posts about myself. Tomorrow's IS day. SAFETY AT WORK. I choose that module because I thought it would be a slack module. I hate it now because its too much slack! So much so, that I would walk into the class at 9am sharp, all hyper and energetic, only to leave the class sleepy and worn out. 3 more lessons to go. Then its Basic Conversational French!

Me : I CANNOT TAHAN ANYMORE!
*Sugarrush. : WHAT?
*Sugarrush. : so much for being vegetarian
Me : Hey, it was fun while it lasted.
*Sugarrush. : which was like 5 minutes??

Tag Replies:
[Mun]: Yea, susah ah nak naikkan badan. Haha.
[ShaoLing]: Nahhhhhh, i love to laugh when ur around. :D
[Felice]: Too soon lah. When organising this kinda stuff, must at least one week in advance, email everyone, post on blog, so on so on. Hehehe.
[Paula & Mary] Read my post. And no, the title of the drawing is BOY MEETS GIRL. :D
[diana] I'll compromise anything for a nice photoshoot:D
[hamizah] Yes, please! Quick!

Impulsive randomness.

2007-04-22T20:21:00.000+08:00

Now I am feeling random. So let me tell you a little bit about myself.

I just cut my hair.
I wear shoe size 10.
I prefer wearing shoes without socks.
I rather be wearing polos than tees.
I hate dyeing my hair.
The last time I visited the doctor was in sec 2, when I fell while training and needed SEVEN stitches on the chin.
I never broke a bone before.
I have a pet fish name Balls.
I am prone to shopping impulses.
I think after I do.
Im a taurus.
I think Khatib is the best place to raise a family.
I love soccer but its been awhile since I played it.
I cant swim.
I never trimmed my eyebrows before.
I would like to return to Indonesia.
Half of me came from Jakarta.
The other half came from Johor.
I am 1.7metres tall.
I weigh at 56kg.
I think cats are the coolest.
I cant seem to gain weight no matter how much I eat.
I love sheesha.
The only time I use the toilet during school camps is to bathe. I dont excrete faeces during which.
I will turn eighteen soon.
The last birthday present I got was in sec 1, from my primary school friend.
I'd love a game of pool.
I have $0.96 in my bank account left.
So dont bother to rob me.
Most probably i'll sign on to the airforce.
I love camping out.
A quarter of my family members are Christians.
I get Christmas presents every year. :D
I think zippos are cool.
I love cartoon boxers.
I think Coffebean is the best in its genre.
I love the local nightlife.

Hmmmm, I think my random juices have been squeezed dry. Thats all for now. Later people!

Ignition.

2007-04-22T14:09:00.000+08:00

I take my previous post back. Friendster is still fucked up.

Had a nice time with my AgraThree babies yesterday. Cycled from the heart of EastCoastPark all the way to Changi to watch the planes land and take off. Had a nice time along the way. Thanks to those who came yea! And thanks for the little hanky! I'll post pics when I get my hands on them.

Jerry's party. Nice to hang out with the NPSU people again. Well, mostly present were people from Agravaine and Dagonet. The rest are well...not there. I smell like satay at the end of the night. And I hate hitching a ride in a van home. Its uncomfortable and warm. Like sitting on a hot road baked in the sun for hours. Scorching.

Next weekend, I wanna go take some pretty pictures, at
Mandai. Care to join me?

Welcome back.

2007-04-21T10:50:00.000+08:00

So, friendster finally changed itself back to the separated testimonials and comment system. Previously, for the past week or so, it has tried and experimented with the new combined testimonials and comment page, and auto-approved system. Much like the one used all this while in Myspace.

Maybe friendster was trying to be like Myspace. Friendster failed i supposed. It changed back after barely a week. Possibly from complains and spam mails from its users. I myself wanted to email them regarding the change. If people wants the Myspace kinda system, they will use Myspace. They want friendster for what it is.

Anyways, I will be out at East Coast Park the whole day. My beloved AgraThree babies has an outing at 1300hours. Then off to Jerry's birthday party where most probably, people will get wasted again.

I'll update more when I get back yea.

Gd morning Singapore!

Last dance.

2007-04-18T21:19:00.000+08:00

Its only the third day of school. And im barely coping. The lecturers are a bore, and the modules are more difficult than ever. And i totally cannot cope a 9am-5pm day, with only an hour break, let alone on monday, where its 8am-5pm. Lethargy is embracing me now.

In a futile effort to keep myself awake, I managed to entertain myself by drawing this...

...only to fall asleep five minutes later.

Weekends, I need you.

Fossil.

2007-04-17T21:21:00.000+08:00

Early in Feb, I saw a MISSING PERSON poster at dover mrt, when me and my band met up there for our gig at ITE Dover. My sympathies goes out to her family, as the teenager went missing a few days before Chinese New Year.

Last week, and again just now, I saw another poster, this time at Yishun Interchange. A 15 year old girl. Missing since mid March.

Well, the thought was kinda disturbing, it was stuck at the back of my mind like a stupid itch you cant reach, and I pondered about this on the bus ride home. I mean, I saw 2 missing people posters, and I wondered if there were any more missing people that were not advertised, maybe due to lack oppurtunity, out there.

Currently, there are at least 20 missing this year alone. About 30% of which are below 20. This came as a shock to me. Barely half the year has passed by and twenty people just seemingly disappeared from the face of the earth.

Honestly, I myself wont be able to recognise any of these people if they passed me by, or even lived next to me. I suppose, the public, including myself, are not that aware of the plight of these people and their families. My deepest sympathies goes out to them.

You can find out more here.