Come And Gone; The Yuletide Season Has.

Fine, I haven't updated in ages. sue me. been really busy; been here and there, jamming, gigging, shopping, travelling and of cos pigging out. and i'm at the island of The Kiasu at this very moment of writing (typing, rather).

Lotsa pictures to put up but that can wait till later when im back and im not so pei.

Anyways, Singapore shouldnt' be labelled the Land of The Kiasu. Anymore. through my dad's eyes it should instead be referred to as the Island of The Full-blown Queer. no bull-shitting. honest!

And btw, Happy Christmas, y'all!

By now i swear i know Orchard Road inside out. ive been shopping. A LOT. hardcore-shopping as Gracie calls it. Keane and Melvs (who both went down with me) really enjoyed their 3d-2n trip though they should've stayed longer. besides the shopping im sure they've put on a few pounds.

And oh, Sandra was down at singapore as well. unfortunately we didn't bump into each other.

Im damn sure ive got love-handles now. all the endless pigging out sessions. heck. new-year's resolution no. 1: Get FIT and back in shape.

that's all for now la folks. eyes really droopy now. promise you guys a better post with pics to go with it when im back.

laters.

What's "Poon"?

my day today consisted of work, KLCC, dinner, Subang, Asia Cafe, futsal, home. 'nuff said. Feeling damn pei now.

I shocked Abigail today by choosing to chomp on salads instead of mains. "whatthefarg! you on a diet?" "no, imma eat healthy =)" she had a good laugh abt .

The stupidest thing happened later in the night though. 7 of us were stuck somewhere in subang trying to find the futsal place. We were so lost that it was funny. Sanjay and his cousins were just plain amusing la. cracking jokes with such natural fluidity it's as if they were born laughing.

I love being being blunt. sometimes. only sometimes.

Im constipated, emotionally. So many things to rant and go on abt but 'nuff said.

Superbly insignificant post, this. bother not reading this post.

laters.

John Dan Kelvs Ber-Emo Bersama-sama.

My day started at 9 am today and im still up and running at 3.30am. im wide awake, mind you.

futsal. at my least favourite place, Footy Futsal, Taman Megah. the atmosphere's just not right somehow. It just doesnt conjure that futsal 'mood'.

Later then had tea with Sandra at Bangsar Village which also happens to be her work place. rather interesting i tell you; starbucks, on her stall counter, over online games and psp. haha. it was fun, though.

was then off to the annual CF Sayang Camp/BBQ night. which was good. (food). and Covenant Players featured too.

Enough abt my day. ok now im feeling a bit pei already. Im just blatantly confused; more like lost actually. It sucks when an interpretation goes awry and the individual on the recieveng end of it sees it in a different shade of light. Things get really messy. When you actually mean something else but something entirely different sets the impression. I hate to cause friction and more so; why would i want hurt the mutual respect/friendship between us?

argh damn pei now.

laters.

Dribble Like Ronaldo.

Can you? do you? I can. I do. lol jk.

Today's theme track: Beautiful Goal by Paul Oakenfold.

Same Difference.

This thing here has been occupying most, if not all, of my time. the geek i've become.

short post, this. new salon, same haircut. Chezz Technique; apparently specialises in bridal hairstyling bu they couldnt lay down the chops for my hairdo. sides weren't thinned proportionately, the back wasnt layered exactly as it should be, the middle-front, bangs and fringe were ok, though. i reckon they're not japan-trained hairstylists. but its not that bad, really.


My drummer's new abso-idunnowhattocallthis hairdo. mullet-cropped at the sides and back, super long extensions down the middle; dreadlocked. Re-pulse's own dreadlocked travis barker. lol.

FishBiscuitsWhichTasteLikeBabyFoodButRocks.

look to the right of this page; what do you see? yes a cbox! no biggie really. i was actually prompted by Jerr and Sue Vern to get one and so here it is, a cbox.

anyways, ive not posted an entry in almost a month now. admittedly, im not an ultra-avid blogger so you'd only see a post go up every once in a while. im working on that though. will try to post entries more often.

besides that, woke up at noon today after falling asleep psp-ing. had breakfast; lunch rather straightaway. was really looking forward to have a quite and tranquil meal all by myself but any hopes of it were vehemently dashed when my little sister came along and started yapping non-stop. goodness me.. she can drive you up the wall..

after that was off to church for youth but instead went to the kidsCAT musical pres. at the main sanctuary which was abso-adorable and cute!

but tim, ken, james and me found out later after the musical that jamming was called off. and we werent informed beforehand. so there i was, stuck at church cos my sister had something else going on. *fkingbrilliant*

dinner.psp.and currently typing away.

theme song: Sewn; by The Feeling.

laters.

"give me song and i'll sing it like i mean it.
give me the words and i'll say them like i mean it
you've got my heart in a headlock
you've stopped the blood made my head soft
and God knows, you've got me sewn"

What's There To Rush?

"kel, do you actually go clubbing back in kl?"
"nope. i don't do clubbing. yet. besides, im only 15.
"but how can i go by if im back at kl? means i cant' go clubbing?"
"relax. you're only 15. there's no need to rush into stuff like clubbing and all."
"but that's what we all do back here at aussieland."
"right. but its a diff story back here. it's malaysia for you. plus, why rush into it? you'd have a lifetime to do those stuff once you've come of age. you'll even get fed up of it."

nicole, a primary school friend who'd migrated to aussieland abt 5 years ago and i s coming back asked me the above.

why rush into things like drinking, smoking, bong, pills, clubbing and the likes of it? well never consider stuff like drugs and all of cos. well, i do admit im a sucker for alco(still very much controllable unlike *coughs*michael*coughs*) but why rush into it? we've (ppl my age or close) got a lifetime to actually go into all these once we've come of age.

"you'd get bored and very sick of it one day"- the wise words of joyce the fairy.

laters.

Farktarded.

If there's one thing i hate, it's having someone deliberately wake me up before 8 for utterly stupid reasons. ive had it twice in the past week and once this morning. youngest sister had to wake me up just to ask "where's the remote?". but that couldn't beat this morning.

mum had me up at 7.40 this morning. what for? offer "help" at youngest sister's school carnival. as if that wasnt stupid enough, i was rushed through my daily morning routine of spending some time in the bathroom. that's another one of my pet hates.

guess what i had to do though at the carnival. i had to carry 20-if-not-more-or-so boxes of swiss rolls and legend of the sea biscuits. tiuloh. great. fine. that was cool. until i learned that i had to do it all by myself. i had to shift it from 2 storeys up to the ground floor. blugger.

after i was done; which left me mildly soaked, i strolled around. oh, did i mention, i spent one year of my primary school life in that school, SRJK(C) Puay Chai? but it was a bitter experience though. i'd later move out from that school to a more diverse(it seemed so then), thankfully. and i still find that school somewhat.. unpleasant.

so i'm home now. dutifully blogging away; my first in 2 weeks. and in that short span of time, i've been good. well, i think i was anyway. just that my vocab has been peppered with mild profanities.

sighs. laters.

Ergh.

ive learned a valuable lesson in grooming- when shaving, never pass the foam; even when in a major rush. and shaving at night is a taboo. or so they say.

well, know why? i frigging cut my upper lip while doing so. why? because i skipped the foam. why? cos they were only 2 days-old stubbles and i only wanted to look neat. but i had to pass the foam. and its not like ive the hairiest of facial hairs. so i usually dont use foam. bugger. it bled non stop, heck.

today was all abt work man. learned the finer points of money making. or something like that. haha. counter register, this and that and this... heck of an exhausting day i tell you. and im working against my wishes. my muum doesn't wanna see me bumming around so im off at my uncle's shop. lotsa things too say but too darn exhausted. laters.

bloody+bugger= blugger x)

Happy Birthday, Sandra!

<-------See this girl? she's officially 6 today! wait, i mean 14. haha. Happy birthday Sandra!!! I deliberately put this pic of her cos; first of all; its sooo cute! and secondly, i think she'd kill me or something if i put other pics of her cos she reckons i dont have nice pics of her. oh well. haha.


guess what; i actually worked today! first time in two years. at my ncle's shop anyway. dead exhausted now. laters.

Amateur Alcos

Loook at those kids!! haha. can you spot me; no prizes for guessing though. i'm in pink. anyways thats was taken during the melaka trip exactly a week ago. i shall blog abt that trip. it was crazy, to say the least. there were lotsa dumb ass things going on but no i'm not gonna list them down.

a'famosa. if you've never been there, keep it that way. it's so frigging run-down. im not trying to degrade the place but frankly, it stinks (literrally too). poor animals look so out of place and restless. the condos which we stayed in weren't actually that bad but they could do with a little more upkeeping and refurbishment. not to mention bird poo everywhere in the drying/air-well area.

Boozing was rampant, albeit only on the first night; we got busted. haha. espesh kah ken whose face is ever so red; what more with a mere few sips of carlsberg he was flushingly red; absolutely like a huge tomato. poor you.

then i fell horribly sick the second day. no; it wasn't the alco. i think it was 'wind' in my tummy. but nonetheless it sucked man. drained all the energy and zest outta me. and pn. teh took care of me like a mother! no kidding. oh, she even labelled me hot! and macho. lol. haha.

and kai ming's taste of music rocks! i borrowed his ipod while in the condo while everybody else were running around, swimming, etc. and i was surprised to find his genre tastes are like that of mine of micahel and me. and there were loads of mimi songs. that's mariah carey for you.

we suck. why cant we just stay put? haha. iloveyou =)

Looking For..?

run. run. keep on running. and it hit me; "what the *%&# are you doing?". i frigging ran out of school again. i kinda promised myself not to do it again but heck, ive done it again. the question is not why ive done but rather; what's wrong with me? what've i been thinking? i could very well et expelled!! argh.

i was feeling funny. wait, horrible, more like. i was hungry, sleepy, drowsy, frustrated, depressed, angry and tired all at the same time. and seemingly i cant think staight. i was and am flustered.

i woke up this morning in tears. i cant overcome the pain. still. had a dream which was too real to be true. it was actually sweet. but reality hit really hard when dawn approached and i was left to succumb to tears..

i called. iwanted to talk. the words wouldnt flow. im missing you.

More Like..?

i had the worst possible start to the morning today. i dont wanna recall what happened but lets just say i woke up horribly late and ended up having to walk to school; with a few shits happening in between. was late for school too. brilliant.

anyways, we spent the whole day listening to a premarital sex abstinence talk- 'no apologies'. very interesting. it was very open and they had an anything goes policy. and they had to touch a topic which made my eyes well up. love. heck. haha.
and heck. 2 girls were hitting on me today. one was the facillitator and the other was some innkie's friend. alas; i only still have eyes for ......

rest of the day was spent playing futsal, wining eleven-ing, and cooking. seriously.

Twinkle Toes

five-a-side soccer inter class tourney today. but heck, half the team went for that college trip! so my team obviously had to loan players. there were only 4 of us. we 'loaned' dinesh. heck, he was our trump card! we beat this other team 4-0; with dinesh scoring all 4 of 'em! im proud to say i made a few assists and opportunistic passes. and also a few neat shimmys here and there. like the perfectly weighted chip i made for kai ming only for him to miss it. haha, dont worry ming, you're still a very good footballer.

i'd have to admit this' the 2nd time ive done it in a year; i sneaked outta school during recess. yea i know in my sweaty PE tee. and guess where i went? yes, i went to a cyber cafe, folks. surprise eh? its so not me to step into a one but heck, i did. played for abt 2 hrs then went back to school for a red crescent meeting and then aaron and me shot back to the cafe for more rounds of fifa, counter strike and dota. and heck, ive learned how to play dota! haha this will be my last time though. im not intending of stepping into one again.

im going out of my mind.

Fishcakes Ahoy

Thai fishcakes are the bomb. i abso love them man. note that i said 'thai fishcakes'. had it at klcc today.

today started with my dad banging my door down literally and screaming "dont you have tuition?" i shot up, blur, dizzy and dazed and thought for a while. after like 30 seconds or so with my dad staring at me, i replied "ive never had tuition on tuesday mornings." "right then. sorry", came the reply.

noon time, dad and me went shopping. saw cargo pants from 3point6 and instantly swooped for it. cost me a cool 189 bucks. then lunch. went thai today. then went looking for loafers but they were ugly so went to look at sneakers but they were equally as urgh. after a few tops, i told dad i needed a new cologne. so off we went in search of man scents. givenchy's for old uncles, armani doesnt smell so "in-between" anymore. so i settled for red delicious, dkny. yeap buhbyee fcuk and armani, they're making way for dkny. and my dad's weird; he only wears socks from zara and marks & spencers.

even shopping cant get you off my mind.

Pfft..

everything's going from bad to worse for me.. im not one who divulges in self-pity but quite frankly, i feel like CRAP. what's wrong with me? i cried first thing when i woke up today, then in the shower, then couple'o times during church service, during lunch, at home, while playing soccer (im weird, i know), at dinner, and then in the shower again. argh.. its a really big blow to me and ive been literally hit so hard im barely able to pick myself up again.. sighs..i dont know..

What Hurts The Most

its been exactly 24 hours since.. and my tears cant seem to stop flowing.. heck, honestly ive never cried so much in the whole 15 years of my lifetime.. and its the first time ive felt so much hurt and pain.. im broken..crushed.. and tears are still flowng down my dimples which you used to pinch.. but i respect your decision and am not one nor isit in my abillities to alter what you've decided on. but ive promised you that i'd wait for you and not date anyone till you're ready. and i want you to know.. that i still love you.. more than words can describe and more than you'd ever know..