Fairytale weekend.

sorta.

except that with every good comes a million and one bads. and the worst of all is when you don't know when they come. when they do, they kinda don't stop.

some work. after that went to the arcade. haha. some long time since i've been there. played photohunt, bomberman. was kinda funky. had some icecream as snacks, chit chat some. simple, yet happy stuffssssss. (x

took a cab, sent her home, then went for some mahjong session. vincent got owned pretty bad. haha. that's kinda about it. haha. talk about bad luck man.

happy the whole day sia. went to sleep some, and woke up and went out again. went to this ulu place in boonlay called "gek poh". apparently elson lives near there, cos i saw him there. ate some pig's organs soup. yumm. and after that went to play some more arcade. wtf.

arcade is owning me bad. i think i've spent like thirty bucks in two days on simply arcade. owww. but thanks to vincent.. lol. x=

cmpb tomorrow morning. and still haven't sleep. sighhhhh. i wanna dreammm moreeee.

My blog is worth $7,903.56.
How much is your blog worth?

my blog is some cheap. but i'd sell it if it'd bring me $8k. thanks.

interested buyers please tag.

The perfect birthday present..

is from myself.

it is... a LAPTOP FUCK UP. hahaha.

just got it formatted.

remember kids. playing ft + download bleach + listening to winamp + download music + blogsurfing ten sites + opening windows media player = some crashed stufffffff.

multitasking at its best.

thanksssssss.

thanks to all those who came downnnnnnnnnnnn.

ate some many. it was kinda awkward. so many 'groups' of people. but i hope everyone enjoyed the nightttttt!

sorry if some people felt left out or smth. can't do much about itttttt.

im some tired. should go sleep some.

sent lawrence and eric back. hope they're okayyyy. toapayoh and angmokio. and i sent them up somemore. should be fine la huh.

some many loss in FT is UNHEALTHYYYYYYYY.

sigh.

go sleep. working tmr. zzzz.

Adrenalin.

the hype. the rush.

pure adrenalin coarsing through your veins. makes you sweat even as you stay put at one place, with your eyes and mind taking you to amazing places.

the sting you feel when the mountain king bolts your keeper of the grove. the intense micro when you're facing off hunts vs hunts, entangling the runaway ones with lower hp. wrapping the shadow hunter whose running off when the battle is lost. porting out of messy situations after clearing the bugger's goldmine.

pure ownage. that's what frozen throne is all about. and that's what kept me up till 6am now.

level 20 is some sexiness. rank 92 is thanks.

lousy record, but who gets nice ones like this in tft? (okay la. still not very nice. but almost 85%+ okay.)

yummmmmm. three years on warcraft and still addicted like a fat boy to cake.

Respect.

something happened today.

i wished it happened to me.

man A, was chatting with man B, who is his boss.

i kinda made out what their conversation was, but it's of no importance.

then man A told man B something. loud and clear.

no, it is not "I love you", although the first and last words are the same.

it is "I RESPECT you".

getting a person to work under you is one thing. earning the respect of your underlings is another thing. something worth mentioning, in my opinion.

i think being respected is the highest form of appreciation from one human being to another. agree?

Ugliest Pictures

seeing as how blogger provides unlimited picture space, might as well abuse, right?

this is the compilation of the ugliest pictures in my computer. please vote in the comments at the bottom. LOL.





and last but not least..


omg. i have the best pictures in the world.

note: this should bring added attention from steph. LOL. can't find uglier pictures of zw, but he's ugly anyway. can't even find peee, amanda, and any other pictures!

Quite fun la.

five hours at vm passed pretty quickly. didn't have enough of sleep tho..

woke up by alicia's call at like 2plus. went down to funan to buy some ink cartridge.. waste my time. klein came down. and surprisingly, he's driving. went down to vme for abit. two pints of beer a night, some routineddd. stayed for abit then went down to geylang for some beef horfun.

yawwnn..

love me back to the bliss of ignorance.

i think when you see that someone you like is having fun with another, it pains you, but you're also relieved that she is not with you. because you know that you're a wreck and that she wouldn't be happy.

some RANT. ft time.

心碎了才懂.

Dentists.

i think they're one of the kewlest professions on earth.

omg. look at them. they're like the most patient people on earth. and they speak in a tone friendlier than the neighourhood grandmother. so softly that only people within three centimetres radius of their voice can hear them. and in such a polite manner it will make anyone foul-mouthing them cringe in the seat.

when the man in white injected anaesthesia into my gums, i almost screamed "FUCK" out loud. except my lips were forcibly held apart and some strange mechanism is in my mouth sucking out moisture. did he hit me across the cheek and tell me to stfu? noooo. he APOLOGISED. wtf.

as i looked up at the ceiling, there was this random painting. it's so badly drawn i think the dentist drew it himself. anyway, it looked so abstract and random, it was fascinating. at least it drew my attention away from all the buzzing stuffs between my lips. for five seconds. but everytime i shuffled in my seat, he'd ask if it was okay. and i'd nod meekly.

he was so nice, i felt bad even admitting that it hurt! altho it didn't really.

sigh. i wanna be a dentist. but i think i'll suck at one.

cos there's no comfort in the waiting room..
just nervous pacers bracing for bad news..
and then the nurse comes round, and everyone lift their heads..
and i'm think of what sarah said..
"Love is watching someone die."
so who's going to watch you die?

beautiful. sigh. i'm not in the best of moods these dayssssss. but fuck it. life's too short to think so much shyt.

Boreddddd.

for very bored people.. here is the ultimate RPG.

Grow RPG

trust me. it's beatable. just drag the correct stuffs in order and you get a kickass ending.

i took one hour.

as proof, this is the answer.

House
Trees
Castle
Water
Tower
Stone
Chest
Underground Stairs

don't get lazy now. go try. it's quite cute if you ask me.

go try the GROW CUBE as well! let me know if you've beat it. i'm tired.

some sleeeeeeeeeeeep.

Some saturday!

so i reply to tagboard messages.

jialin: don't kay kay hor. your name there. do do!
steph: yes! jervis string spoil! dunno lost or break la. i want free dinnerrrr. i'm broke.
calv: hahahaha. that's why it's still a habit. since sec3.
jervis: doesn't really matter la. break or lost. lol! x=

just wake up. it's like 6pm! yesterday was pretty interesting.

soccer in the morning. scored my first goal with my HEAD. amazing shyt. damn excited. then people started to go crazy and then got aggressive. wtf. i am some innocent stuffs. got owned but somehow kept my cool. if got fight then it's some interestingggg. lol.

went down to town to meet some vl staffs. saw wennan lishan lingqian + bf. fiona hess huijie vicky me anh rebecca vincent linh was there, in order of appearance. went for some kopitiam lunch.. talk talk. wl came down for abit. hess wouldn't stfu. from nothing to i dunno wtf is going on. some dilemma shyt. i'm speaking nonsense now. rawrrrrrrrrrr.

took a bus down all the way to TAMPINESSSSS. thanks. some long busride. damn tyred from the soccer and stuffs. but yeah. went to fiona's house to get mahjong tiles with vincent. then fiona went to work and vincent and i went back to esplanade. zz. makansutra-ed, then went to haagan dasz to look for manda and peee. saw chengyee and alot other people i dunno. they owned me: "YOUR (new)HAIR LOOKS UGLYYYYY." btw, it's not newwwww. it simply grew and i got lazy to cut it.

met up with marc, randy and gerald. drank some baileys and talked some cock. i was pretty tyred so didn't really bother to converse much. they left at around twelve and we made our way to vme. mahjong nighttttt.

not really eventful. just some mahjonging and fiona getting owned real bad at it. went for breakfast at bedok after waiting a whole whopping hour for the bus at like 5.20am in the morning. reached the coffeeshop/market at 7am? was pretty stonedddd. didn't even bother to eat. just drink coffee, left for home at 8am. reached at 9.20!! i slept the most parts of it so it didn't really matter how long it took.

that's about it. every saturday is an eventful day, no?

I'M SOME HUNGRY. BLARDIE PIZZA HUT WOULDN'T DELIVER PIZZAAAAAAAA. "Due to overwhelming orders from your area", MY ASS!

Some random quiz.

Instructions:
1) Name 5 quirky habits that nobody knows about you.
2) Tag 5 persons to do the same on their blog!

My Quirky Habits.

- I seldom eat three meals proper these days. If I'm at work, I'll eat whatever staff meal looks edible, or eat bread/butter/oliveoil. If I have off days, I either eat home-cooked or buy rubbish from the supermarket. Rubbish asides, I'll probably have one proper meal a day?

- I like to sleep with music. Every night, I will lug my laptop into the room and let the music play until the battery runs out.

- I find it very hard to say "No" to girls. I mean, when asked of favours within my means. I get lazy often tho.

- I lose things very often. I've lost tons of handphones, and I will always misplace the pen I use for work.

- I am usually late. Unless I make it a point to be there early, or not be there at all.

so there. five habits. quirky or not. five people..

liyi - everytime got such rubbish, her name pops up first. LOL.
dawn
fiona
jialin
vincent - just to advertise his new address. LOL.

Good reads.

besides maddox, there are some good reads out there actually.

Conversational Terrorism.

How to be a Successful Evil Warlord.

How to write like a Wanker.

all are from proft.org, found it out courtesy of mrbrown.

and of course. another good read. my blog. LOL.

I've decided to give up.

there's no point holding on.

it's been too many years. i have to move on.

although the former makes me happy most of the time, i realise that this is not right.

so. that's that. i'm getting over it.

from today onwards..

i will cut down on playing Warcraft III: Reign Of Chaos, and play more Warcraft III: The Frozen Throne.

thank you for your attention. LOL.

烦。

i think of how stupid i am, blogging in black. since somehow someone will find out that there is actually something beneath the surface of black. however, thinking how superficial some people are, i hope not all will be able to read this.

i am very 烦。very very very. why?

alicia came down, and was already drinking. so i followed suit.

cut to the chase. alicia got problems. klein got problems. drink drink drink. but we're still trying to have fun. i guess everyone wants to show their stronger side. then i got very 烦. i hate it.

the breaking point came when klein played 童话. in the company of no-mood people, there's only one mood throughout: no-mood.

and the worse part of it was that it came so suddenly. so gay. i mean, it was all over. so i should get over it? i should grow upppppp. thinking about such stuffs suck.

strangely enough, i was sober enough throughout the blardie night after shytloads of beer. and vodka. and martell shots. and whatever rubbish. sighhhhh.

nothing some warcraft and beer cannot solve. right?

I want free dinner

this is to steph, dawn, lornie, jervis and yian.

you all ar... still have this?

are you all still alive? haha!

IQ test?

okay. i got bored. going back to sleep soon.

Congratulations, Jason!
Your IQ score is 122

This number is based on a scientific formula that compares how many questions you answered correctly on the Classic IQ Test relative to others.

Your Intellectual Type is Precision Processor. This means you're exceptionally good at discovering quick solutions to problems, especially ones that involve math or logic. You're also resourceful and able to think on your feet.

what is like the average IQ of people around here? i don't know..

try it out. HERE

Last night..

was crazyyyyyyy.

i was so tired. but bopiannnn.

i only remember breaking fiona's hairband. x= 2nd one. i heard vincent broke 2 as well. so that doesn't make me a record holder yet. fiona! i'm gonna break more!

okay la. but really not on purpose.

anyway. work was mediocre. as usual. russian shot at 9:50. changed shift with vincent. worked till 11. then everyone starting getting mad.

mass russian shots. another 3 or 4? by that time i am so blardie tiredddd.

can't remember large parts of the night. but it probably involves sitting around listening to klein and ahlim talking. that's about it.

sent agnes, then klein and sean back. msg-ed adeline but i forgot what about. lol.

almost got owned by my grandmother.

her: 为什么那么迟回来？
me: 做工啦。（it was around 5am by the way.）
her: 去喝酒啊？
me: 没有啦! 不要乱乱讲!

somehow. i managed to string together a few sane words to ward off imminent disaster. phew. i'm some smart?

it's like elevent plus. and i'm awake. *yawnn.

i need to get back to sleep.

Separated.

omg. i <3s this song. like totally!

if love was a bird,
then we wouldn't have wings.
if love was a sky,
we'd be blue.
if love was a choir,
you and i could never sing.
cos love isn't for you and me.

if love was an oscar,
you and i could never win.
cos we can never act out our parts.
if love is the bible,
then we are lost in sin.
because it's not in our hearts.

so why don't you go your way,
and i'll go mine.
live your life,
and i'll live mine.
baby you'll do well,
and i'll be fine.
cos we're better off,
separated.

if love was a fire,
then we have lost the spark.
love has never felt so cold.
if love was a light,
then we're lost in the dark.
left with no one to hold.

if love was a sport,
we're not on the same team.
you and i are destined to lose.
if love was an ocean,
then we are just a stream.
cos love isn't for me and you.

girl i know we had some good times.
it's sad but now we gotta say goodbye.
girl you know I love you, I can't deny.
i can't say we didn't try to make it work for you and i.
i know it hurts so much but it's best for us.
somewhere along this windy road we lost the trust.
so I'll walk away so you don't have to see me cry.
it's killing me so, why don't you go.

usher - separated.

anyway. gotta go to work. so i'll do amanda's five quirky habits stuff when i get home k! siannn.

beLIEve. 相信.

KL 7th - 9th October

i figured i had to start this post sooner or later. i am actually damn lazy to type this out la. but yeahhh.

7th October
camped over at ben's the night before. ben, zw and me. went for roti prata at like 1am or something. didn't get back till 3am i think. don't really have a good memory for nifty details. anyway. slept some and woke up at 6.30am to get to golden mile. thanks to ben's dad for fetching us there.

the ride to kl was pretty okay. slept alot.

got to kl at around 2pm? berjaya times square's suites are godly.






enough said. that freaking room can take 4 people. luxurious as hell. $154 well spent, baby.

in fact, the bed was so kewl, zw became excited and started breakdancing. in this term, breakdancing means dancing on the bed while attempting to break the lampshade. lucky the blardie lampshade durable.



went to have lunch at long john's. walked around berjaya times square, sungei wang. looking for mickey mouse. damned mouse. waste my time. in the end, can't find. went to the giant supermarket and got some melon liquer stuffs. and some cheap vodka. 20rm. owns us all. more on that later.

after that, went to hunt for some dinner. on the way, i made some interesting discovery. you know the "Toni&Guys" hairdresser in singapore? apparently, there's a "Thomas&Guys", as well as a "Peter&Guys" in KL.
this is zhiwei's conclusion: "for Toni&Guys, the 'Guys' refer to Thomas and Peter. for Thomas&Guys, the 'Guys' refer to Toni and Peter. for Peter&Guys, the 'Guys' refer to Toni and Thomas. so they're all friends." go figure his mofoness.

had dinner at some japanese place. five hungry morons + buffet = pure ownage. check out the menu.



some bad phototaking. but who cares. everyone went out bloated. mass plates of sushi. here's another picture. this is barely half the number of plates of sushi we had. don't forget some sashimi, tempura, and random shiznits they offer.

passed by the bowling alley, so went in to play. actually decided to play two games each, but since they were having a "Buy 5 Get 1 Free" offer, everyone played three games each. except ben. he joined in later cos he said he was too full to even bowl.

anyway, this was the score of the final game. i'm particularly proud of it, cos i scored 150. i remember dan saying: "Congrats! You scored half of the perfect 300!" some consolation, thanks.

in case you haven't noticed, i am bowling under the alias "MORON". pretty kewl if you ask me. haha. anddddd. look at what i found!

if you don't know what the eight numbers are, please don't consider yourself my friend. or don't let me find out. hahaha!

went to some food street to grab some supper. i'm pissed. the kfc there no potato wedges. grrrr. wished bw happy birthday! it's past twelve midnight already. i'm first! hah!

went back to the hotel room. it was like 1am already. the melon liquer was sweeeeet. pretty nice. good mixer. the vodka was some ownage. me dan and zw finished it tho. resulted in some highness. and this godly picture.

i know it's godly. stop staring at it now.

8th October aka bw's birthday
woke up at like one pm? missed the free breakfast rubbish. didn't really care tho. went to have lunch at nando's. some peri peri chicken place. hahaha. apparently zw said the stuff was nice. not disappointing. the sauce was original too.

went to the adidas and quiksilver boutiques around the corner. 大开杀戒 time! bought slippers, shoes, jacket.


the pair of brown slippers are zw's, btw.

went back to the room and slacked some. then went for a swim. in fact, it wasn't even a swim. just go dip in some water and waddle around. add to the fact that it was cold as hell, i didn't even want to get into the water in the first place.

went up to the room at six plus. slacked around abit and waited for ben's wow friends. i still don't know their names, just from their World of Warcraft nicks, Vinc and Lunar. maybe those are their names. who knows? i don't play WoW anyway.

they were pretty kewl people actually. too bad didn't take pictures with them. had dinner at some food street. i had the honour to order. good stuffs. had some 姜炒田鸡, ipoh 芽菜鸡, sotong, stingray, and some random vege. not a very bad meal, considering that i was the one that made the orders. lol.

went to look for mickey mouse again. thanks to vinc and lunar, i found the shoes. leongyinmun! your shoes damn hard to find okay! bought another bottle of cheap tequila at giants, and some snacks stuff. we even got crazyfrog cds for cw, since he's lonely in camp doing guard duty. hahaha.

vinc and lunar bade us farewell at the hotel lobby. quite fun company for the night there. but it doesn't end there. started playing some retarded games. we got high(actually we're high all the time). ben and fook went out to buy ramly burgers cos everyone was hungry.

yes, we take stupid pictures all the time. started singing crazyfrog songs, dragostea din tei. the worse of all is this song called 'one night in bangkok'. zw and me remixed it so that 'one night in bangkok' has lyrics about he-mans, she-males, oysters, and banging cock. obscenity is thanks.

slept at 4plus, i guess. after finishing all the bottles. fell asleep to crazyfrog making random sounds in the background, thanks to the hi-fi.

9th October
pretty uneventful actually. woke up, packed up, and checked out. went to the starbucks downstairs to wait for the bus. and had a ride back.

was some nice trip. already planning for the next one, most probably in march next year. heh. finally. some more pictures to end this humongous post.

Interesting eh.

today is an interesting day. so i'll blog in an interesting way too.

5.38: on the mrt. called vm. fiona picked up. told her i'm gonna be late. crapped some about haziz taking an mc and her having to extend.
5.54: reached cityhall mrt. am amazed at how fast i got there. figured i was gonna be late anyway. took my time to talk to the esplanade.
6.08: sauntered into the lounge. took my time.
6.14: briefing. runner station. some zzz. slowly went about doing things.
6.17: saw fiona picking up some stuff from the bar. joked about her having to extend. she ignored me(or said something about "only until 7!".) )=
6.32: in the kitchen wiping cutleries. ah li says: "有人要进来！". proceeded to block the back door. fiona tries to enter but can't, due to the 'boulder' blocking her way.
6.35: fiona finally gets to enter. starts eating chicken wings. eat eat eat only. dishwasher aunty comments that she looks like 李小龙. some lol!

-continue working operation-

7.22: klein comes into the kitchen. "现在有间谍！等一下九点 russian shots!" i am confused.
7.45: i am still confused. i ask klein what russian shots are. i am enlightened. i feel excited.
8.32: i am in the alfresco. i look at the time. WTF. still so early? phoung and vincent laments on how time passes so slowly. we talk about stupid shit.
8.45: there is only 4 tables in the restaurant. i send a plate of potato skin to the wrong table. i justify myself by saying "i'm helping the company to earn $10 more!" i am seriously distracted by the russian shots.
9.08: "间谍走了！" klein exclaims. "现在 bo zheng hu(没政府) 了！" i say i'm hungry. i really am.
9.12: "5 minutes see you at the bar!" i am still hungry.
9.15: i eat some garlic olive oil and bread. not so hungry anymore. i think of the russian shots. i am happy.
9.18: first round of russian shots. me klein kelvin vincent. it's kewl. i like the taste.
9.23: served some main courses that i cannot remember. i got them right this time. i remember saying "send wrong porterhouse steak = 玩完了"
9.38: 2nd round of russian shots. me klein vincent.
9.42: decides that working with that added alcohol kick is wonderful. i love viamar.
9.47: vincent became red. very red. everyone's concerned.
9.50: klein says: "vincent 拿 tray 会摇. 3rd round 只有我们两个了."
9.57: a table of 20-25 comes in. nabeh!
10.03: finds out that half the table is at 'no signboard'. is relieved that maybe they will stay there.
10.07: finds out that half of them is coming over after all. total 11pax.
10.10: orders 7 types of tapas. 3 seafood paella. 1 vege paella. bo pian. serve loh.
10.28: served all the tapas. closed runner and restaurant station.
10.36: waiting for paella to be served. adeline pops into kitchen: "eh. 3rd round liao. 快点."
10.42: served paella. agnes gives a hand. vincent's face is still red like a rambutan.
10.44: 3rd round. only me and klein. notice the falling numbers?



i can't possibly go on with the timings. i think it's off anyway. but that should be it. roughly. haha. went on the night playing some games. game of death. 007. 黑白配. five ten. open bar night. i'm loving it.

adeline wanted singapore sling. so i made her some. gin, cherrybrandy, dom, triplesec, pineapplejuice, limejuice. accidentally added some vodka, rum and jimbeam. she complains that it's too thick. i put half in another glass and tops it up with pineapple juice. it's fine after. agnes wanted some grasshopper. milk, cremedementhe, cremedecacao, baileys. accidentally added some vodka, rum and martell vsop. she doesn't realise.

i can't even remember what i had. who would? just simply mix.

invited nana from harry's bar over. apparently it's her birthday. made her some lychee martini 'extra'. i'm 'da bartender'! i'm proud of myself.

nana leaves. continues playing game. adeline proceeds to vomit. we are demoralised. we stop after a little while. we are beginning to miss fiona. (she can send adeline home.) okay la. i still miss fiona okay? since she say she love me. awwww. ahaha.

interesting. considering i hadn't had a drop since two nights ago. KL on friday! i need to compile a 'to-buy-list'.

time to go to sleep. i suppose. some interesting night!

Update..

you're beautiful..
you're beautiful~
you're beautiful,
it's true!
i saw your faceeeee
in a crowded placeeeeee..
and i dunno what to dooooo..
cos i'd never be with youuuuuuu

i think it's a stupid song. imagine seeing some random pretty girl on the streets. then you think of this song. and it's simply no meaning. addictive nonetheless.

GOOD NIGHT.

Look beyond my guest list.

my birthday is coming. yes. nineteen years ago, on this date, i was born.

it's the twenty fifth of october. REMEMBER IT.

just kidding(about remembering my birthday, not my birthdate itself.)

anyway, the title of this entry is similiar to an article in today's The New Paper. written by janice wong.

it was about her inviting some friends to a party. and due to space/budget/socio-politics reason, some had to be left out. come on, in life, you can't have the best of all worlds. something has got to give. she explains how her friendship with another had gone awkward, as well as another guest implying "if you want me to be there, don't invite so-and-so." i think it's the worse shit someone has to go through while managing and organising an event, and i think it's everywhere.

in fact, let me quote:

"I find it ironic that a friendship could be strong enough to weather the rough growing-up years but crack over a party invitation. ... Let more substantial indicators gauge the depth of your friendship"

i think it's so true. surely somewhere along you have been left out of a party, where everyone around you is contemplating what to wear, what to get for the birthday boy/girl, and you're left sulking in a corner, albeit publicly.

move on. get over adolescence.

anyway, i've thought of an ingenious plan of getting over and done with this problem. i'm not going to organise anything for my birthday. true, i've thought about how grand i want it to be, since it was MY day. but hell, why go through all this rubbish when it's your day? take the path of least resistance, do nothing.

therefore, don't expect me to 'invite' you to my birthday party. there simply isn't any. if there is, it'd be the one that you have organised for me(although i don't see it happening.) you can ask me out, i'd be free. that's an understatement, i'm always free.

of course, with every birthday comes a wishlist. one can dream, can't he? heh. and since wishes don't/seldom come true, why not?

sooooooo. i want..!

- food. not simply food as in supermarket canned food. i want a nice meal! of course, company is important as well. expenses paid would be appreciated. ahaha.
- gathering with friends. yes, your company is most welcome. of course, inclusive of the above is thanks too.
- a jacket/sweater/whatever you call it. fiona took my jacket..! altho i gave it to her willingly, cos i really wanted a new one. haha.
- sneakerrrssssss. nike dunks is thankss. shoe size is ten or eleven, if you even bother to get one for me. heh.
- a belt. for casual please. i'm looking along the lines of billabong/quiksilver, tho it's kinda outdated, me thinks.
- a bag. mine's olddd. since like sec3? the ripcurl one cal bought for me from aussie.. heh. backpack please. rusty/ripcurl/billabong is thankssss.
- money. LOL.
- surprises. pleasant ones, not that one that will drive me to my grave.

and if you(the reader) hadn't realised, i am not female, cannot flirt with you, and definitely not attractive(since the above three requirements can wring some pathetic lonely male of gifts.) too bad la. i bet if i were a swinging female with looks to kill for(don't forget to picture whore yourself on the blog!), i can go on with 4028953 more gifts and have them sent to my doorstep one week before the big day, complete with bouquets.

speaking of surprises, i have a good mind how some people might want to spring one on me already(if anyone bothers in the first place) at this time of writing, i have thought of:

one - a gift of sexual connotations. condoms, vibrators, or the likes. thanks, but no thanks.
two - alcohol. no. please. unless you're willing to finish it with me on the spot.
three - pretending you forgot my birthday. no need to pretend la. just forget all about it altogether. hahaha. altho it won't be a surprise even if you forget about it.
four - no surprises at all.

the fourth being the surprise of'em all. i mean, i expected nothing to happen. and suddenly.. bam! surprise! there IS nothing! that'd be the moment of it all. HAHA. sorry, self-amusement at its best.

anyway, birthday stuffs aside, i'm looking forward to the kl trip! i might even get one or two stuffs i've stated above for myself. note: one or two(due to budget constraints.) so i'm still counting on people to 'surprise' me. this is kinda hard, since there is no targeted audience, and everyone seems to think that this is implied at others. just like..

teacher: wipe the blackboard!
*students act blur
teacher: -_- QUICK!
student a: eh, she ask you go leh.
student b: no la, you la.
student a: nevermind, we act blur.

lalala. four days to kl. yummy food. wheee. i have a good mind of taking a week off after the 22nd. school reopening you know? must enjoy.. but no pay. how! please delay pay longerrrr..

and chelsea just raped liverpool 4-1..

and i just took a gulp of water..

and i just shifted my right leg a little..

which makes everything insignificance since the world doesn't stop spinning even if i fidget more.

*shakes leg more*

Unexpected day.

went to check out bus/hotel fares. ended up paying $154 for a three day two night stay. to and fro bus rides on grassland(草原快车), and a stay at berjaya times square. worth it, no? up to you to decide.. btw, berjaya times square is a 5* hotel? heh.

was about to leave for home at ten. decided to drop by pool junction.. met up with the botak cw. and our officer dik. both army boys. haha. jared and sharmaine was around too. had a hearty laugh with them around. always had, always will. heh.

then took a cab home at around 2am. was chatting with zw about army life, random shyt that happens. then i realise that being recruited in the ocs is not such a bad choice after all. good pay. and you spend two years in the like any other privates. why not? get to boss people around and tekan people somemore. heh heh. and ocs training is only like 9 months, just like giving birth. haha!

then when zw left, suddenly felt like shyt. thanks to me for not bringing my meddy out. haolian.. haha. thought i was well, but apparently not so. i was so zonked out that i slid down the seat, slouching. the safety belt that was supposed to be horizontally down the chest, was across my neck. the thought of a safety mechanism slitting my throat is so ironic. anyway, mind over body. somehow i survived. haha. thought about some stuffs as the cab went past woodlands ring road. oh well..

came back straight up to swallow some pills. didn't even bother to think about all the 'before/after meals' rubbish. the deal was, i'd eat all the 'before meal' pills first. then those pills would end up being my meal, and i'd finish up with the 'after meal' pills. so smart!

anyway, i don't really foresee my death so soon. haha! most people can do an overdose and survive with just a cleansing of stomach. i don't think four pills will kill me just yet. heh. soccer tomorrow morning! good night!

shout, shout. let it all out. these are the things i can do without..