Yesterday was Sharon's birthday and my first time celebrating with her after knowing her fer 10 years. Unbelieveable right? Heh...we lost touch fer at least 8 years and managed to get back in touch 2 years ago thanks to who else but Colin The Magnificent. She didn't change much from that girl I used to hold so dearly and I really wonder why Colin say she always pluck his feather. Anyway, we were supposed to meet up at 3 in the afternoon fer lunch but somehow my message got twisted and we only managed to get her 6 in the evening. Anyway, here are the pictures I took yesterday....


Waiting in this coffeeshop fer Celeste while she's having makans at her friend's housewarming.


Colin drinking his kopi-o.


This is how sian it'll get drinking coffee with me.


I've got a strong feeling Mr Bean was here awhile ago...


Colin hoping to wake Sharon up with sms...he gotta be nuts..


Celeste trying her luck to wake Sharon up too...she is nuts too~


Off to sengkang to deliver a bag since we are so eng...Zzzz..


Gonna rain soon...faster keep your dey kor and lai sa~


Guess what is this? No, its not the new shopping center. This is Punggol Police Station...we must be a rich country to have police station of this calibre...


"Gentleman, start your engine!" Vrooom....


"Siao eh! Ai kee nightclub mai~"

Ok..those were taken while waiting for The Princess from Balestier. After meeting Sharon, we proceed to makan international buffet at Toa Payoh's Sakura Restaurant. Quite alot of variety but sad to say, I only find 1/10 of whatever there are edible.


The table is fucking small can...


After an hour of eating our food painstakingly...

The night was still young after the disappointing makan so we decide to go Holland V for a drink. I was banned from sitting outside becos the princess hate to inhale 2nd hand smoke. And so, me being a nice someone, listen to her once since its her birthday...


Chicks talking about angmor guys they dated..fucked up sarong party girls...


Celeste trying to decide which to have, Morning Dew or Mountain Dew.


This was where I went last night...yeah..its coffee club express but nothing express about it...


Holland V is so empty these days...


Neon lightings everywhere but where are the freaking crowds?


Its time to go home now...hope we meet again soon ya? :")

Sharon...dont be so petty about me not inviting you to my birthday makan la...I didnt plan to celebrate it la...dont keep suaning me about it. And as for your birthday present, I'll buy you something I think you'll like again ok?? Can lar..mai so petty hehe....Giving present fer the sake of giving it is so not our style...really~ Believe me ok? Heh...I'm so fucking tired man...could it be the long wait yesterday?

Yo yo~ It took me 3 days to recover from the shackness of da chalet. I shall continue from my last entry...but nanti dulu ok? I go eat kway zup first hehe...

Ok...its one day after kway zup and I no longer have the mood to continue from the previous post hahahaha...nothing much to write about last sunday other than Matt, Mel and me went east coast food centre fer some stingray, hokkien mee, mee goreng, cheegen wings, coconuts, sugarcane, satay and a packet of gao luck. Its pretty shiok to dine at the newly renovated east coast food centre where you can feel sand in your feet while gazing at the sea which is just 20-30 meters away. Matt and Mel send me back to Yishun around 8 and met up with Lawrence+gf at A&A Muslim Restaurant fer some pratas and kopicino. That fucking A&A makan is out to mindfuck people I tell you. First its on this side of the road, later on they change name to A&Z Muslim Restaurant and now they closed down the original place and move to the other side of the road and call themselves A&A Muslim Restaurant once again. Fucked up right? Those buggers simply can't make up their fucking peabrain about what they wanna call themselves. Kepala butohs....

Had brunch with Mel The Magnificent and Colin The Invincible yesterday. We had kway zup, desserts, 2 popiahs and a plate of rojak which consist of youchakway, only youchakway and nothing but youchakway(its obvious Mel haven't been ordering rojak fer eons heh..) at Yishun 925. After filling our stomach, Mel and I went on to catch Kungfu Hustle at Yishun Ten even though she watched it twice already. So sweet of her to watch it third time with me and even pay fer the tickets~! GUM XIA SO MUCHIE~ She told me later on that she's mesmerised by Stephen Chow cos he look so yummy as he aged, just like 1967's Chateau Lafite, which explain why she don't mind watching it fer three times. I guess its just those random strands of white hair here and there. Matt, you can have those too! Just keng more at work to get those random white hair but don't overdo it like Lawrence. He got his by practising "Buddha Palm" too hard just to become Hero Hua , or better known as Hua Ying Xiong to kick Francis's ass...

Later in the night, Puss asked me out fer dinner just after I had mine...timing zoon zoon right!! Anyway, I cannot resist the temptation of you-know-what so I said yes promptly lar. You don't know what is you-know-what? Its something I promised to forsake after this chalet~ Ok ok...I know I know...I'll try la I'll try...but not exceptionally hard so don't count on it hehe... These are pictures of the dishes Puss+gf had last night...


This is Har Ziong Gai, prawn paste chicken


This is Tie(pronounced as Teah) ban dou fu, hotplate toufu


This is Sambal Mussels, sambal dua tao that is...not hum heh..


Hearty meal with friends is a bliss...

Lets hope all of us will have lots of hearty meals this year...

Back from NSRCC's bungalow and I'm really really really jaded as I type this. No, I didnt swim over to Pulau Tekong to visit the Camp Commandant. No, I didnt jog 10 clicks with Matt just to prepare him fer his IPPT. No, I didnt gamble fer 3 consecutive nights, only 1 freaking night with 2 sharks and someone who took over Kugan's role. No, I didnt have orgies of any kind as the girl I was hoping to get lucky with didn't come. No, I didnt bbq fer everyone. In fact, I didnt even bbq at all! But thanks to the caring friends around me, I get to be the first to taste their wonderful bbqing~ Thank you brudders and sistas~ I love you all~

Ok, why am I so tired then? Because doing nothing is lagi more tired than doing loads of things. Friday night was good until everybody went home. One have to feed the German Sheperd at home, some have to work the next day so gotta go home rest. Then there is one who's having driving lesson the next day, some have to do spring cleaning for the fishes, some left without me knowing, 2 got curfew cos they are under 20? Some went home cos the daughter cannot sleep well in unfamiliar place, one went home cos she only know me and Matt and she feel uncomfortable mixing around with strangers. Hey! Didnt we all started out as strangers? Ok, I'm not complaining but just preparing you guys fer the next scene. Anyway we gambled till 7+ in the morning which Matt and Jensen emerged the big winners. Ahber took over Kugan's role as the pizza supplier. I lost 20 over I think...

Yes...it was Saturday afternoon 3pm and I've just woke up from my 9am slept which was disrupted by 3 calls inbetween. I guess I only get to sleep 3 hours in total since it's quite hard for me to fall back to sleep once I'm awake. Matt told me they already left the house via sms and I was the one who lock the doors when Lawrence and Catherine left. Then this damn Kugan have to call me and ask who else is around at that hour. In case you still dunno what I'm driving at, yes, I'm trying to tell you people I was once again left alone at the chalet haha~ Guess this has become a SOP(Standard Operation Procedures) for me heh...ok lar...its not really that bad...I do enjoy being alone ya know? And I was actually hoping Mel would find the Big Breakfast too cold to be consumed and that she would leave it fer me later on when I'm awake. I guess she must be famished when she woke up cos only in that condition would a soggy hashbrown appeal to someone. Darn! Mel, if you're reading this, don't feel bad or sorry ya? That Big Breakfast were meant for you in the first place, courtesy of Jensen hehe...I'm just too hungry and would eat anything in sight!

Alas, I found half a loaf of bread on the table and 4 otahs in the fridge. So with those 4 otahs and half a loaf of bread, I settled my lunch. Then I lie on the couch to watch Zhen Qing till Colin sms me saying he's coming to pick me at 7pm. He came and we proceed to Plaza Singapura to watch "The Sea Inside" without having time to stop fer dinner. I'm still hungry!!! So I bought a hotdog fer myself to ziam see dong the hunger. The fugging hotdog was fugging pai jiak cos its a fugging old dog. Its so fugging tough!! Anyway the movie was a spanish film about a quadriplegic guy who wanted to die legally. Nice show but its in spanish but with english subtitles so we wont be able to fully appreciate the film. Nevertheless, I'll still give it 5 stars! It was almost 11pm after the show and the next utmost important task was to get dinner!! Told Colin that Matt might be getting supper for us after they finished dinner(which will be around 12) but Colin said this,"By the time Matt call, he'll only get 2 dead bodies in bungalow." So I suggest we go over to Changi Village to get some nasi lemak. We bought 4 packets of Nasi Lemak with 8 chicken wings plus 2 packets of kopi tarek and 2 packets of teh tarek woooohooooo~ We're gonna have a feast back at the bungalow watching the ang mors kicking each other's ass on ESPN. I only managed to finish 1 packet of nasi lemak and 2 chicken wings. Matt and Mel came back to the chalet around 1.15am and they finish the remaining packet of nasi lemak and chicken wings. Colin left an hour later and Mel's nose was running around the place so she was escorted to the bedroom by her man when its almost 4am and I watched Barcelona vs whoever and thats how Saturday ended.

.......to be continue

Know what I hate about Chinese New Year? The fucking spring cleaning lar what else!!!! Fuck siah...I hate it cos my nose is damn sensitive to dust and those packing and cleaning would make my nose run 54 times around the world!! Fuck siah...just one day before the chalet and I'm having a nose that drips like a broken faucet found in those old run down toilets at Whampoa hawker center. Fuck...I hate this kinda feeling...maybe going to coffeeshop fer a few fags and a cuppa coffee will make me feel better....

BINGO!!! You are correct!! I'm bored cos I've got no one to tok to online and so I blog. Woh! We're going to Ibiza~ Woh~ Back to the island~ Woh~ We're gonna have a party~ Woh~ In the Mediterranean Sea~ Hmm...or izzit just Changi Beach? Whatever~ Chalet is on its way and we're gonna relive what we did back in Summer 2003~ What we did back then? Well, we had makan sessions by the sea so often back in 3rd and 4th quarter of 2003. We had picnics, bbq, picnics and more picnics at East Coast, Sembawang Park, Seletar Resevoir and the unforgettable chalet where we had free pizza courtesy of Matt(or should I say Kugan? Hahaha...). 2003 passed with the blink of an eye cos we were enjoying so much that year. I hope that old bunch of people, together with their new commitments, would bring their sorry ass to the chalet and stay long enough to finish at least 3/4 of the food Matt prepare. Fuck...I miss these gathering so much that I can even have an orgasm just thinking of what's gonna happen this weekend hahahaha....

Cannot Always Eat Indian Food!

I fell in love with thosai(pronounced as toe-say) recently and would wanna eat it everyday. When I really really love something, I dont mind having it everyday, just like the other time when I was so in love with Nasi Padang. Mom was quite disturbed by my need to have thosai every morning so she turn down my request with her WAH-LAN-EH-MALA-WU-YA reason.....


Mom: Cannot everyday eat thosai, lar...

Me: Why the fuck not?

Mom: Hey! You cant say fuck at home you fucking fatass...

Me: Dont call me fatass!!

Mom: Ok ok...but you still cant have thosai everyday...

Mom: Cos too much indian food gives you stomach flu...

Me: Oh...really?

Mom: Ya...cos too much coconut milk in their food...

Me: Oh I see!! Now I know why my friend Bala last time everyday go sickbay sleep...

Mom: Huh? Why?

Me: Cos he everyday eat at home la...he is an indian boy then his mom cook so its indian food and he eat it everyday so he everyday got stomach flu lor. So when he come to school only he report straight to sickbay...

Mom: Wah...wu ya meh?

Me: Ya lor..I also like that say....WU YA MEH!?!?!

Mom: ...............

Mom: now very kiang leow hor...

Me: I all along so kiang one hehehe....


Ok, I admit, part of the dialogues are fictional. I add it in to give it a more dramatic atmosphere lar...can bo! Anyway, the essence of this entry is about the kinda crap mom can come up with to dissuade their kid from doing something they dont regard as good. Well done moms!! Keep up the good work else we'll have a lack of urban legends to pass down to our kids like trimming fingernails at night will result in seeing ghost or showering at night will get migraine and rheumatism(as in Tao Hong & Hong Sip) and so on so for...so now you guys know one more urban legend...having too much indian food will give u stomach flu..remember to pass this down to the later generations...

I love my Motorola E398 wooohooooo~~ Its so fucking fun playing with it...I uploaded a pic I took with my phone today...how izzit? Cute rite!

Things I Hate To The Core

1. People asking who and who going and why who and who not going for gatherings when they themselves not going. SINCE I AM NOT THEM THEN HOW THE FUCK WOULD I KNOW WHY THEY DONT WANNA GO AND WHY THE FUCK SHOULD I KNOW WHY THEY NOT GOING?

2. People asking me questions non stop about things I already say its gonna be taken care of. WHEN I SAY I'LL TAKE CARE OF MATTERS, IT SIMPLY MEAN YOU JUST WAIT FOR FURTHER INSTRUCTIONS WITHOUT HAVING TO DO ANY FUCKING THING AT ALL. IF YOU'RE TRYING TO HELP THEN JUST HELP BY SHUTTING THE FUCK UP.

3. People asking me why this and why that when its not me deciding the location/time/who to ask/wat we doing/etc. HOW THE FUCK WOULD I KNOW WHY HE/SHE DIDNT DECIDE ON THIS AND THAT SINCE I AM NOT THEM IN THE FIRST PLACE?!?!

4. People being too curious about things. Its ok to be curious about things BUT I AM DEFINITELY NOT THE PERSON WHO WILL SATISFY YOUR CURIOSITY SO PLEASE DON'T ASK ME THINGS I SHOULDN'T, WOULDN'T, DOESN'T, COULDN'T BE BOTHERED TO, DON'T HAVE TO AND WILL NEVER KNOW.

Ok, I'm a difficult person. I got weird principles and I dont mind being referred to as an eccentric. Most important of all, this is the way I am and I don't find anything wrong being like this so if you think I'm a freako or weirdo and too difficult to put up with then just stay the fuck out of my path.

I realised I only blog when I have absolutely, unquestionably, completely nothing to do. Anyway, theres nothing much to write about. Life is so fucking mundane, with the same logic of waking up everyday just to fall back to sleep at night. This is how life is like these days. Luckily, there are 2 things to look forward to this month. One of which, is Russ's housewarming on the 9th and the other is Matt's/Mel's chalet on the 21st. These are the time to see friends and have a jolly fucking good time. Can't wait fer Sunday to come so that I can see some familiar yet havent-seen-fer-a-long-time faces. Wonder why is it so? How can seeing someone you know so well so much lesser than seeing someone who maintains your elevator? This is a fucking strange world I gotta say....

I've finally replaced all the things that went dead in year 2004. First, it was the wheelchair(replaced it with the walking aid), then the walking aid(replaced it with an elbow crutch), then my sandals(with another pair of sandals lar you silly goats), then my 2003 birthday gift which was a microphone+headphone(got a new earphone and new mic but I no longer stream cos listeners all started working) :~(, then my laptop(with a free presario 2.53Ghz celeron cpu and 17" monitor..read December 20, 2004 entry fer details) and lastly, my panasonic GD88(with motorola E398...brilliant phone fer a mere $100). all these replacements cost less than $400 in total. Not a bad deal...I think I've become a shrewd person, if I'm not one already hahahahaha!! Ok, but I'm still a generous to friends even though I have very little to share now.

Looking back at 2004, I can hardly remember how I went thru it. My 2004 seems to be totally null~!! WOW!! FUCKING WOW WOW!! Kosong siah...really nothing memorable to talk about in 2004. Oh...maybe there are some things I remember...but I rather not talk about it. Let this shit be flushed away and chomped up by the fucking sea turtles swimming in Atlantic Ocean and later on when they shit, their shit will be chomped up by the fucking shrimps Bubba and Forrest Gump company caught and then get eaten up by the hungry Fish & Co. patrons and then they go shit and flush their shit away and it gets into NEWater's path and get filtered away and dumped into Dr Masturbate's garden as fertilizers fer his beloved flower, Bunga Raya, otherwise known as hibiscus or Rosasinesis or whatever that mean.


Nice petals but I must say those are some really fucked up leaves around it.

Quite a nice and long entry that sums up 2004 in a short and...erm...sour fashion. I hope your 2004 is not as bad as mine...but then again, who the fuck care? Its over..thats the important thing. Please look forward and stop looking backwards or you might end up bumping your fucking head onto a freaking lamp post and get a fucking bualuku which might make you look like this...