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我輩について 男 中華と日本料理 客人数 Counters 通告！ Trip will proceed with 3 pple - Spice Peranakan - budget: $15 - Shimbashi Soba at Paragon - budget: $25 - P&P Thai Food - budget: $15 Reviews 評判 怨言与投诉
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Monday, February 27, 2006 Books Gavin has an analogy. People are like books. The books are either closed or opened... "open books remain open because they choose to" as so Gavin says... So it is, and i agree....There are times, where we like to open our books to those we trust. Just so that they can see what we truly feel. It's the open state of our own books that invite the ones we show it to, to read it, to take a step in understanding who we are. Therefore, the opening of our own books, is governed by us...No one can force us to open our books...We can however, end up presenting a fake book instead. And so, gavin says, why read just the two pages immediately in front of us? An open book lays there, inviting you to read it. So why not flip through it and discover more of it, rather than letting it waste there, unappreciated and allowing silverfish to devour it...Because to me, when open books lay unread and unappreciated, they will close, never to open again...So when someone trusts you enough with their books, spare some time and at least flip through it...Because a book flipped by an earnest reader is a happy book. That said, Gavin proposes too that some people open their books too easily. I concured. Girls, i suggested. I will not make a sweeping statement, hence i shall say that i feel that girls...are leaving their books open too much..they open to people without much caution...But a book flipped through by a person with poor intent, will just end up vandalising it. The really sad thing is...Naivety seems to be the book's jacket...When one tries to save the affected party by asking her to close her book to the said evil monster, said girl refuses. and ends up closing the book to the one who is really trying to protect her. Sigh...frustrating, i sure feel helpless when I face such situations. All i can say is that...when opening your books...choose. Not everyone deserves to read your books....Just show them the cover. Naturally, we cannot leave our books eternally open. There are times, when the books content, become fragmented...In this case, a computer would be a better analogy...When files get fregmented and useless files find their way in and slow down and confuse the systems, we have to shut off from the outside world, to perform housekeeping, reviewing, defragment and attempt to delete some content which will be an impediment in time to come. This often happens to guys, who some people describe as retreating into their caves till they sole their problems. Girls tend to find more frens to read the problems and help them with it...think about this point. Many out there will agree with me... Of course...we all must not forget to read our own books too. Our direction in life, our final goals and etc. all these can be derived through self reviewing. Today's world has too many distractions. We end up incorporating too many wants and goals into our lives, making it much too complicated, and getting ourselves lost in the process...So i say, take some time, read through your own book with interest, and figure out what is it that you actually want, at the end of the book? what ending is it? Don't ever let it become a story of chasing the wind. Such is a book with no soul, no character, and neverending. Dun wait till too late, and when you get lost in your own book, and then life, will be reduced to an endless cycle of achievment with no contentment. Or worse still, a mundane existent with no real purpose, a life of pure routine... I must have a talk with the guy..and expound upon this fun analogy...( ^_^)/YY\(^_^ ) 鳥の話 最近は、僕の鼻は度度悪くなった。僕はこれは「春の弱さ」と言うだよ。。。毎度このことが起こる時、元気じゃない。だから、全日に疲れた、眠ると思っていただ。薬を飲むは嫌いのに、飲まなければ成らない。薬は人を馬鹿に成るそうだろう！～～ああ。。。助けてください ところで、乱様のＭａｌａｙは上手だそう。但し、彼はＭａｌａｙを習う時間は短いだよ！信じない、信じられない！僕は頑張らなければいけない。。。四つ語が上手になってと思う Ｕｂｉｎの写真を見た後で、「僕の顔は本当に醜い」と言った。。。他人は「貴方の顔は怖いでしょう！」と僕に言った事もあった。。。悲しいのに、何もできない。だから、写真を撮ることが嫌い。 はあ～～たくさん言葉を書いたのに、切なものも書きないだろう。。。鳥の話はずね。。。然し、選びも無くて、僕の日本語まだ下手だよ。。。日本人お友達が欲しいだ。。。ハハハ。。。 さあ、もう働く時ね。。それ、じゃあ。。。 Sunday, February 26, 2006 Ubin 25 Feb 2006 Nota Bene: Ubin trippers! to download the photos go here--> http://s22.yousendit.com/d.aspx?id=0R3MAH88G43EJ039YDXDADTFDI The day was blessed with sunny weather, or at least the east side of the island. So sunny, we were all fried like eggs sunny side up. So after everyone met up around 1 hour later than the preset time, the party set off for this idlyllic isle which is roughly 7 Km by 3 Km. The boat ride was nothing spectacular, but the stench of the diesel exhaust reminded me of the 'Fastcraft'.   The trip on sea took only around 5 minutes or so, then the familiar run down jetty with the arch saying "Welcome To Ubin" was in sight.  We got down to renting the bikes fast. I settled on this lightweight hardtail aluminium bike which cost me $8 for the whole day. Pretty good deal. Oh, someone sneered at my spending, and had to contend with a terrible screeching sound as he cycled...Bless his soul... After some 'orientation' and musings about the gearings of the bike, we embarked on the path towards some unknown beach on the northeastern part...ended up with nothing to see except toilets... Then we set off towards Noordin beach which was around 2 Km to our left and this was what we saw...  "This looks like something out of an RPG..." quipped Gavin "What??" I raised my eyebrows "The...Golden Gate..." Gavin mused... "OOhh...yea..."and so i agreed.. Apparently this Golden Gate was to prevent evil immigrants from M'sia from crossing into Ubin...at the expense of a once beautiful beach...Yea, and if you observe carefully, any fool would realise that this lame Gate has so many weaknesses. I could just squeeze through the gaps...well, at least the government can say with pride, "HEY, at least we did SOMETHING!" "Wow, Thanks for your efforts yea?" Nevertheless, we decided to pose with the Golden Gate, since it has an RPG feel to it...  Next stop, we decided to cycle back to the village for coconuts and restocking of water...The Thai shopowner talked to us in very natural chinese and english! i'm impressed...And to think that the more educated group of us have members only able to converse in two languages well...The Thai coconuts were refreshing in the overworking sun, but nothing spectacular, since those coconuts are readily available on mainland...  Damn, i look horrible in every photo. So we were left with the last stop, The Thai temple on the end of the western road. It was a fully roaded path, so the trip was smooth, save for the uphill stretch which later provided great thrill when it became a downhill stretch on the way back...On the way to the temple, we passed by a quarry...The view was amazing..well, don't blame me for being such a mountain turtle...I haven't been places...  We then followed this little path down to the water level of the quarry. The path was riddled with pesky lallang and other vegetative impedimenta...Really Wished I wore long pants then.  "Oh, there's a boat there!""Yeah, let's take it out and row!" Mad...  Well, we left this place after we've had enuf fun with the poor boat..leaving it filled with muddy footprints...And proceeded towards the Thai temple which we had a rest before heading back...Which ended the biking trip for the day...  Soon, we were on the way back on the bumboat, leaving the idyllic life on the island behind. "There will be sun, no matter how dark the clouds are"-食神 It was a fantastic trip, especially enjoyable along the stretches of rocky and muddy roads. A great way to escape from the craziness of city life and the boredom of work. Unanimously we had thoughts of more such events in time to come. And yeah, I'm most dangerous biker of the day! Wednesday, February 22, 2006 夏日雨香 阳光晒在我脸颊上 一起床就往窗外看 看着街上下着小雨 夏日的小雨与蓝天 带着你常有的芳香 夏日雨香 带给我思念 永远舍不得你清秀的容颜 单单纯纯地陶醉在这爱恋 夏日雨香 雨后的彩虹 使我无法戒掉温柔的笑容 简简单单的爱别人听不懂 小雨中在担心的你 手里提着爱的点心 亲手送入我的心底 投入怀里驱走寒意 拔走秀发中的雨滴 我低下声说"好想你" 夏季里的一个夜晚 你把手交入我手掌 接受我给你的温暖 夏季里的每一夜晚 期盼能见你的时光 爱在夏日雨中奔放 Decided to post another song..one of my treasured ones...once again i only wish to hear them, and not only read...This was written on the day i touched love in 2005 失去了你 月已消失在人间 我无法入眠 回想起你的脸 你已离我很远 我想念你 挂念你 心中还是很爱你 但那风已停 夜已静 镇么寻找你的踪影 是我令你失望 辜负你的爱情 是我误会爱情 让你承受我的任性 知道是我不好 到现在才知道 你的爱是我生存的意义 我知道你会要走 是已经伤得太多 请你给我 最后机会 让我能够弥补 知道是我不好 你对我那么好 请你不要转身沉默而离 我知道该怎么做 想再和你一起过 请你给我 最后的机会 让我能够挽救 大雨把土地洗清 我读着旧信 想多爱你一遍 你得爱却不见 我想念你 挂念你 心中还是很爱你 但春天已尽 鸟已静 赵寻不到你的踪影 Pitiful though...I wish i had some musical knowledge....so that i can compose tunes...and write better lyrics. For now, these stuff just read like some poorly constructed poems...sigh...Writing songs is one of my greatest wishes... Thursday, February 16, 2006 Best ~first things~ 今日、仕事へ行く前にＨＭＶへ行った。最近、僕が倖田来未の何個歌を聴いた。彼女の声はきれいだから、彼女のＡｌｂｕｍを買うと思っていた。そして、きょうにＨＭＶへいって、彼女のＡｌｂｕｍを探した。Ｓｉｎｇｌｅｓはいっぱいですけど、Ａｌｂｕｍは一枚だけ。このＡｌｂｕｍは「Ｂｅｓｔ～ｆｉｒｓｔ ｔｈｉｎｇｓ～］というで、Ｃｏｍｐｉｌａｔｉｏｎです。良かったね！但し、値段は本当に高いよ！＄２７．９５！！！まさか？！～へぇ......残念だろう！結局Ａｌｂｕｍも買った。。。ハハハ！「買って来て、聴いて見る。。。」と思ったから。 今も聴いているよ。僕の評判は悪くない。。。僕は遅いより歌が好きのに、好きな速いもあります。大好き歌は「Ｒｅａｌ Ｅｍｏｔｉｏｎ，千の言葉、Ｇｅｎｔｌｅ Ｗｏｒｄｓ，奇迹，Ｂｕｔｔｅｒｆｌｙ，Ｐｒｏｍｉｓｅ］など。。。倖田来未の声は強い。この点は僕が好きだ。然し、彼女の歌が少し良くなるほうが良いですよ。だけど、彼女に続けて支援するよ。 Ｐ．Ｓ．悲しい、僕の日本語もう下手だろう Wednesday, February 15, 2006 On Clubbing This is the one you've been waiting for...Why i don't club. CLUBBING SUCKS. BIG TIME. END OF STORY. HAHAHAHA All you people who such huge advocators of what i view to be a social slow poison, you can leave now. NO, wait. You read what i'm gonna say. I HATE CLUBBING. yea. that's my topic sentence for this biased essay. Good. Now i shall begin I must have an intro, so this is it. Clubbing is a Western phenomenon (those evil white men) who introduced this evil phenomena into our once kind and innocent youths. When they reach the legal age of 18, young boys and girls happily go crash into the number of clubs in this oh-so-boring country. Clubs go by such corny names such as Zouk, Ministry of Sound, China Black (why not china red? For the Red Army!) , Music Underground...etc...What's so great sia. LEt me try giving some names! i suggest Tinnitus Overload, Registry of Noise, Puke, Singapore Green (puke is green right?)...Hehz...aren't they so much better? Off with the nonsense. I hate clubbing. Why? Because of what happens in there. Dun say i dunno anything, cos i do ask many people wad happens in there. 1. Drown yourself in assorted booze. 2. dance dirty on the dirty dance floor 3. grope and get groped. 4. lose yourself by blending with a mob and being an ass when you're tipsy is that reason enough? if i wanna drink i might as well invite a few frens over for some nice wine. Why drink drainwater. You people complain beer stinks like drainwater and u guzzle the thing anyway. What the hell? And those cocktails and what not...worth the money? comeon la...you dun print cash. and the drinks are not really that fantastic are they? I have never heard people commending the drinks. Ever. You go there saying OH MY GOD! the music is so NICE! eh, wake up your bloody idea frens. Stop deluding yourself. With such loudness and people !@#$% all you get is NOISE. And as a bonus gift you get a nice enchanting ringing in your ears sooner or later. Oh that is so great isn't it? you wanna listen to music, Go Home and listen la. I believe you have mp3 players too right? if you can afford clubbing, you can afford one player. listen to music, not NOISE. dun you guys know how to appreciate music instead of all those sickening trance and dance tracks? all those DUM-tch DUM-tch DUM-tch. doesn't it get unnerving? i get irritated already when someone drives past with blaring such nonsense. Falling asleep in a classical music concert is more worth it than going clubbing for its music. Then you dance. wad dance. when people are like squeezing the best you can do is squats. up down up down up down...wow that is like so fun. Don't you feel like atoms in a solid vibrating and gyrating about a fixed point? need to melt? heh. and ok, so you got place for some more moves. you dance dirty. For what? so that others think you're cool? if so what do you get? a lifetime career of dancing dirty? or hot girls that leave you with STD the next morning? As for girls, what? have your whole body put up for a free groping session? wow man, the Horny Bastards sure are having a good time with such free gifts. And you come home and complain that you got groped. If you so wanna club then face it. YOU GET GROPED. YOU GET HANDS ON YOU. evil slimy hands. You like that don't you? If you don't then why continue clubbing? Face it la... And then when you get drunk, you lose yourself. You utter shit that you dun usually do. You chase away everybody, or if you are a girl...oh what may happen to you only you will know...Say shit when you're drunk, and tarnish your image that you tried so hard to maintain in a single night. That's so gonna help you find a decent guy. Clubbing is fun huh? fun? where? are you people so lazy that your idea of fun is so...LAME? senseless and non artistic dancing, drowning in booze and getting molested is fun ya...HA, im sure. Give me a supper outing with my frens any one time. A few close frens having a late night barbeque with alcohol if u insist, at a fren's house. A nice supper at the many late night food outlets open around. A nice romantic walk with your partner down the late night beach. Can you people get creative for once? I cant even begin to imagine the amount of safety of girls who club. I worry for these female frens... One last thing, i told some frens, i will never be with a girl who clubs. Clubbing to me is not having a basic sense of loving and treasuring yourself 自爱。 no self discipline. no sense of maturity and control. And most of them are too liberal for a pro Asian values person like me. So there. I understand, that frens will be pissed for my incendiary comments. However, if you continue to club that is your business, im just stating this view i held in for so long, and which pple have asked me about. My verdict: CLUBBING SUCKS. Turn down that radio! Years of loud noise may lead to tumorNew research suggests that years of repeated exposure to loud noise increases the risk of developing a non-cancerous tumor that could cause hearing loss."It doesn't matter if the noise comes from years of on-the-job exposure or from a source that isn't job-related," said Colin Edwards, a doctoral student in the School of Public Health at Ohio State University. In the current study, people who were repeatedly exposed to loud noise over the span of several years were on average one-and-a-half times as likely to develop this type of tumor compared to people who weren't exposed to such noise on a regular basis. The tumor, called acoustic neuroma, grows slowly and symptoms typically become noticeable around age 50 or older. Of the 146 people with acoustic neuroma in this study, nearly two out of three were 50 or older. An acoustic neuroma tumor slowly presses the cranial nerve that is responsible for sensing sound and helping with balance. Symptoms include hearing loss and a constant ringing in the ears, or tinnitus. The study is currently in the online advance access edition of the American Journal of Epidemiology. The study will also appear in the February 15 printed edition of the same journal. Edwards and his colleagues gathered four years of data from the Swedish portion of the INTERPHONE Study, an international study of cell phone use and tumors that affect the brain and head. The researchers used the Swedish portion of the study because health officials there keep meticulous data on rates of acoustic neuroma development in the country's population, said Judith Schwartzbaum, a study co-author and an associate professor of epidemiology in the School of Public Health at Ohio State . In addition to the 146 study participants with acoustic neuroma, another 564 people without the tumor who served as controls were also interviewed by a nurse. The participants in this group were randomly selected from the continuously updated Swedish population registry. Study participants ranged in age from 20 to 69. All participants were asked if they were regularly exposed to occupational and non-occupational loud noise and, if so, for how many years. "Loud noise" was defined as at least 80 decibels – the sound of city traffic. If the subjects said that they had been regularly exposed to loud noise, they were then asked to describe the activities during which they were exposed to that noise. Categories for loud noise exposure included: exposure to machines, power tools and/or construction noise; exposure to motors, including airplanes; exposure to loud music, including employment in the music industry; and exposure to screaming children, sports events and/or restaurants or bars. The researchers also collected data on the use of hearing protection. The two types of loud noise posing the highest risk of acoustic neuroma development were exposure to machines, power tools and/or construction (1.8 times more likely to develop the tumor) and exposure to music, including employment in the music industry (2.25 times more likely to develop the tumor.) Exposure to motors, including airplanes increased acoustic neuroma risk by 1.3 times, while regular exposure to screaming children, sports events and/or bars and restaurants increased the risk by 1.4 times. The number of years that a person was exposed to any category of loud noise also contributed to the development of acoustic neuroma. Just five years of regular exposure to loud noise increased the chance that a person would develop acoustic neuroma by one-and-a-half times. "It's not surprising that the longer that people are exposed to loud noise, the greater their chances become for developing the tumor," Edwards said. The study results also suggest the importance of wearing ear protection when exposed to loud noises. People who reported that they protected their ears from loud noise had about the same risk of developing acoustic neuroma as people who were not exposed to loud noise. People who protected their hearing were also half as likely to develop acoustic neuroma as people who didn't wear ear protection. The tumor is fairly rare, accounting for only about 6 to 10 percent of tumors that develop inside the skull. Depending on the population, anywhere from one to 20 people per 100,000 develop acoustic neuroma each year. The people with the tumor in this study had the most common type – unilateral acoustic neuroma. About 95 percent of all cases of acoustic neuroma affect only one ear. The other kind, bilateral acoustic neuroma, is inherited and affects both ears. If the tumor is caught early enough through a thorough examination and hearing tests, a physician may be able to surgically remove it. But as the tumor grows larger, it may become attached to the nerves that control facial movement, balance and hearing, making it far more difficult to remove the entire tumor. Edwards and Schwartzbaum conducted the study with researchers from the Institute of Environmental Medicine of the Karolinska Institutet in Stockholm, Sweden. Yet another reason not to club. Monday, February 13, 2006 Aimless There is something about this place i live in. There is something about my peers which i,to a certain extent, find disturbing and pathetic. I am not conveying the idea that i am the best or anything close to that. My point is that i am glad i have the minority's way of thinking. The girls are in Uni..this year will be their second year. As for me, next year would be the long awaited return to school. That day, I had a great discussion with the Mentor and another friend. The topic was on today's youth. "Honestly, I find today's youth a pathetic bunch..." or so the Mentor said. "Honestly, i find that i have no choice but to agree whole heartedly with you..." and so i replied. why do we study and mug past JC and go to Uni? Please look within yourself and answer this qns. is it: 1. cos my parents say so OR 2. so that i can get a job for many peers, entering uni is just for the sake of doing so. where is the passion and the zest for creating your own life? non existent i guess. Imagine this. this young guy, he studies triple science, possibly the most respected and awesome combination, and goes to uni, whereby he ends up studying ACCOUNTING. what do you think this shows? For me and the Mentor, we agree that this just shows a conformation to the society. Because it is a widely held fact that a paper called a degree can give one jobs, any degree is ok. All that matters is getting it, isnt it for many of you people out there? You just go Uni and study the so called "default" courses cos you dunno wad else to do. You have never given it much thought when younger. all that mattered was this: "[insert name] ah, study hard get into university ah! then can earn money ah! be doctor ah lawyer ah! " So in the end, many peers just have this mindset of going into uni just for the sake of it...and they end up unclear of their life paths. How many choose Medicine, Law and Accounting for the pure passion and interest? how many are in it for the cash or because "I DUNNO WAD ELSE TO DO!" As usual I admit that i cannot profess to know what everyone thinks, but my impression, and that of the Mentor is as such. for many a peer i have seen, who attends triple science in school, and went on to study accounting. And what about those, who studied double maths, and went on to pursue Medicine? All these just shows internal conflict and a feeling of aimless wandering. YOU are just plodding on in life, with no clear goal, or else you goal is just to go up and up and up and up...where does it end? when you die? Then at your deathbed, what thoughts might come across your mind? "All my life, i have been earning money and getting higher on the rungs of society." But what have you achieved? money or prestige? ask yourself, does THAT really make your life complete? Does that give you something to reminisce about in your old age? Is your heart just concerned with material stuff? Same goes for scholarship holders. For what have you applied for a scholarship? For what did you agree to the bond? For prestige? or were you genuinely interested in waht the scholarship can offer after you graduate? How many think in terms of the latter? The Public Service Commision scholarships offer full coverage of your uni costs, and even has overseas studies..but you are bonded for 6 years as a civil servant. For example, people whose interest were never such civil stuff, and they study biology related stuff overseas. A good profession that fuels passion for biology would have been a researcher. But in the end, they shall spend their 6 years after uni in the public sector doing administrative stuff. Then, why study something of your interest, when you know u can even utilise it after you graduate. All the 4 years of hard work, where shall it go after you graduate...slowly lost to time? It is not the case of havng lack of funds to study, as many rich peers still apply for such. Are you guys, sure that you're interested in the public sector? when you interest was studying natural phenomena and the like? Then i say, why apply for such? why not other scholarships? and if not, why not take bank loan and etc? so that you keep your interest alive for your career life. Sigh, when I speak of this, I in fact am referring to what i nearly did when i wanted to apply for a PSC scholarship. It is no wonder we see a whole lot of blank and bored faces everyday. Having graduated with degree in A one ends up doing Z. What's the point, i sure wan to knoe. The Mentor was pleased with how i thought, and i am proud of my clear cut goal in life. I will not be like the faceless graduate mob that ends up only climbing and never advancing sideways. life is more than just upwards, unless your aim in this world is just to get to heaven, which in that case, you be better off going downwards. There's the Westin, use it. end the pointless existence in style if you refuse to change it. We are on this world for apparently no reason. But that is no incentive to continue living in such aimless advancement. Think thru your choices, look within your heart, and pursue what your heart and soul agrees in. Don't fall to temporary gimmicks. Don't live you life doing something you know you won't like. think for yourself, stop getting led around society by your nose. A Quiz of Boredom THREE NAMES YOU GO BY: 1. Donch tell you! 2. hair raising one solely by a certain girl 3. Sulaiman THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF: 1. behind ^_^ 2. forearms 3. height THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU DON'T LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF: 1. poor muscle growth 2. upper arms 3. face (wrinkles and pimples) THREE PARTS OF YOUR HERITAGE: 1.chinese rocks. 2.Hokkien people are cool 3.Peranakan people are smart =P THREE THINGS THAT SCARE YOU: 1. height 2. clubbing 3. Children's Aid! (lame...) THREE OF YOUR EVERYDAY ESSENTIALS: 1. wallet 2. handphone 3. either PS2/or books THREE THINGS YOU ARE WEARING RIGHT NOW: 1. white tee 2. grey berms 3. fabric down under THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE BANDS OR MUSICAL ARTISTS: 1. 周杰伦 2. 浜崎あゆみ 3.Variable. FIVE OF YOUR FAVORITE SONGS: 1. HEAVEN - あゆみちゃん！ 2. 七里香- 周杰伦 3. moments - あゆみちゃん！ 4. 发如雪 - 周杰伦 5. fairyland - あゆみちゃん！ THREE THINGS YOU WANT IN A RELATIONSHIP: 1. love 2. mutual understanding 3. eternity TWO TRUTHS AND A LIE (in no particular order): 1. i fight for my beliefs 2. i pass motion daily 3. i have self discipline THREE PHYSICAL THINGS ABOUT THE PREFERRED SEX THAT APPEAL TO YOU: 1. um, this is naturally shallow...figure, say....51kg at 168cm? 2. 可愛い 3. mongoloid THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE HOBBIES: 1. mug 2. play 3. eat THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO REALLY BADLY RIGHT NOW: 1. play 2. eat 3. cycle THREE CAREERS YOU'RE CONSIDERING/YOU'VE CONSIDERED: 1. pharmaceutical researcher 2. microbiologist 3. doctor THREE PLACES YOU WANT TO GO ON VACATION: 1. JAPAN!!! 2. Korea 3. Scandinavian countries THREE KID'S NAMES YOU LIKE: 1. er 2. um 3. forget it... THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE: 1. achieve the ultimate balance in life 2. as above 3. smile THREE WAYS THAT YOU ARE STEREOTYPICALLY A BOY: 1. look at girls 2. techno kiddo 3. my 'tude THREE WAYS THAT YOU ARE STEREOTYPICALLY A GIRL: 1. play with hair 2. super emotional 3. nice fingernails THREE CELEB CRUSHES: 1. unrealistic 2. cant be bothered 3. forget it THREE PEOPLE THAT I WOULD LIKE TO SEE TAKE THIS QUIZ NOW: 1) the crowded neighbourhood among the clouds 2) you yes you, who reads this 3) kenny Saturday, February 11, 2006 Happy Valentine's Day Well, i saw this off an acquaintance's blog "and when your ex has loved again, you know you can live with no more regrets." Ooohhh, ahhh, i shall bravely assume it is meant for me. Well, in that case then i shall comment on it. It's no secret la, many have come to know about it. Just yesterday, weili raised the topic to me again too, and that idiotic AH liang who keeps assuming that I'm a pathetic skirt chaser. I shall remind myself to pour laksa down his pants someday. The supposed secret is "This acquaintance has loved my ex since JC and after she decided to leave me, he immediately attempted replacing my place in her life" So, from the sentence that i koped off his blog, she supposedly lives in regret. Oh that is like so sad. So i shall tell her some stuff here. I have nothing to worry now. Comeon, I daresay I know wad's been happening all along while you the naive one, was just getting led around no matter how much i tried to wake you from it. Now listen. Weili asked me last night, whether i have a new girl in my life. I said no, i dun have to rush to replace what she was to me. In fact, with your absence, I found more. Yes i do admit that that significant place you occupied within me cannot be filled by such stuff. But did you ever realise, with your immaturity, that in order to show you how much i treasured you, i threw my life off balance? Times when i could have gone out with my frens, times when i could have happily played games, I gladly put it all at a side, just to carve out time for you during my bookout weekend, which you silently requested, thru all those words in the letters you wrote. that was my show of care and concern. All along, i knew that your new BF was up to something, that's why i mentioned against him to you so much, but you never realised. Your naive actions of befriending new guys, your immaturity in assuming so much, in being rebellious against the society you grew up in, I TRIED to save you to protect you from it. You never acknowledged it, due to of course, you inability to detect my silent concern for you. You wanted me to express love thru actions. For that matter, I have always known this, and i can say without regrets that the kind of love i showered upon your inappreciative frame can far surpass that of many guys around that you will come across. This is because of what i believe in. I acknowledged all you have done for me, but to say who was the one who didn understand love, I suggest you look at your heart and soul in the mirror. Maybe it was my mistake, picking a girl who isnt ready for love. but at that time, i saw your inner beauty, and i never, from start to end, wanted to end this. I believed that it would take time, but you would finally realise what i had done, which you regarded as NOTHING. I did not want you to ram into a brick wall with nose bleeding and heart broken before you came back crying. I didn want you to cry over such. You say i was protective. yes i was, and I'm proud of it. you think sending you home everytime we met isnt tiring? yet i gladly did it. all to keep you safe. Now you say unless i love again, you will live in regret. Honestly, I wouldn't care about this. I believe I told you before. If the whole world forsakes me, i can still live. That is the true independence which i possess. As for you, I do not think so. Weili is not the only one who thinks you are immature and naive. To achieve a sense of consolation immediately after you left, i sought the opinions of many friends, both male and female. Your way of thinking, just proved my point. Valentine's day comes, and i shall be single. it is of no importance. I shall be happier than you two are. I will find the one for me eventually, regardless of your feelings of regret. From his blog, I dare assume you started self cutting again, which i stopped you from. Just shows his mettle i guess. I wun really bother about you, because you dun wan me to, just save yourself by going for a tetanus jab. And use a non rusty blade if you insist. You have many traits, that appeal to guys. But, if you don't start to understand some stuff soon, all i can say is that you risk getting hurt over and over again. Nevertheless, our relationship is over. It has given me happiness and it has broken my heart. But, I shall wish you two not happiness. I shall wish you Maturity in your thoughts. Grow up girl. and as for your new partner, because i so detest his attitude towards girls, i shall say nothing lest i get embroiled in my own self righteousness. Good Luck and Happy Valentine's Day *PS: so i shall admit that you are still on my mind, that i miss you at this late juncture, but alas, such is inconsequential to you isn't it? I shall say this. You can go on living your life as if i have never appeared. That way you can save yourself the regret. And i, in my so-called "conservativeness" shall come across someone who can appreciate the kind of love that i can give with utmost sincerity. OH yes...and your choice of the word regret is weird. I am SURE you do not wish you cld return to me again. I Hate Organising Gatherings I dunno why, but almost everytime i organise gatherings between friends, either a few turn up in the end or i have to cancel the whole damn thing. No matter whether I tried my utmost best to find times that everyone is comfortable with. At the last minute, usually a day before or on the day itself, people come and say "Oh, so sorry, I can't make it" Like thanks! At the last minute when I settled all the details of the gathering, then one by one they come sayin they cannot make it. Am i to be grateful? Damn it, what the hell is wrong here. Is it my fault? Or what. I'm pissed, and unlike my usual self, i ain't gonna be "understanding" to people's difficulties right now. So what if people turn around and get angry with this guy. That is not of concern to me. A happy gathering of 6 people down to 3 on the day itself. WOW. I couldn't expect a better turnout don't you agree? Maybe I'll end up eating dinner by myself! Now now how cool is that, as cool as getting yourself frozen in Snowcity. To hell with it, I hate organising such things. I won't organise anymore. END of story. Im pissed. If people are gonna fall out with me over this, then so be it. After all, i guess i will just return to my usual thoughts about people forgetting old friends once there are new ones around. Ok, sue me for being a selfish idiot. Eleven Minutes What can one do in eleven minutes? For a employee of the flesh business, eleven minutes is roughly the time when she has her territory intruded upon. The amount of time that her customer actually penetrates her till the end of it all. Paulo Coelho wrote about this, in his book Eleven Minutes, which depicts the life story of a prostitute. How love was lost from her life, how she came into the dark world of prostitution. I was at Geylang today. after a great dinner, my biker gang went to "tour" the area under the lead of my friend whom i shall refer to as Wuss. Wuss wasn't a wuss today! Wuss was more daring than any of us. Back to the story, Wuss lead the gang, with me and another friend on foot due to lack of bikes (we rented bikes at East coast), and we went towards Geylang Lorong 4 and pass by several Buddhist temples on the way to Lorong 8 - 24. We turned and entered a long dim alley at Lorong 4, and there, the mood totally changed. For someone like me, who grew up in a different world totally, that alley seemed to be a gate to another world that i knew existed, but never gave much thought to. Around us, there were adult men ranging from late twenties to god knows how old. There were Chinese, Indian, Malay etc...walking in small groups or pairs and the occasional loner. Then there were women. women in suggestive dressing. As we walked further down this alley, we entered one of the lorongs. The place was crowded. Cars move slowly, men were turning their heads everywhere, and women stood under trees, along pavements, and just outside entrances to "houses" that were lit with a pinkish light. Others stood boldly at road junctions, yet others flanked the entrances of dark alleys. A Whole New World A whole new world i never ever seen before. It looked as if there was a festival of sorts. But we all know the truth. The women were all decked out in gaudy flashy or provocative costumes. Almost all showed their cleavage to good extent, with plunging necklines and breasts squeezed tight together to maximise the effect to leering and ogling males that populated the street. And the alleys/streets seem classified into Thai street, Indonesian Street etc. For example, along Indonesian street, all the women there would be indonesians... The hotels, are obviously not for tourists staying overnight, but they are those that charge by the hour, with women at the lobby seeking business. It is quite obvious. Such hotels cater to the immediate population...go up for an hour or two of sexual pleasure, then come down, then it's the next customer. The hotels are emblazoned with gaudy pink and yellow neons...pink is kinky and yellow is horny i guess...As we cycled around, the number of women involved astounded me to no end...China nationals, Malays, Thai, what other races I can't discern...seems as if the competition is tough in their circle too. Wuss As wuss lead us around the area, we challenged him to talk to the women lining the streets and alleys...He actually took us up on it...He went to some of them and smiled...and got asked, "你要不要？“ "Do you want it?" "欲しいですか？” They sure are desperate for customers, else they think Wuss looks horny enough to warrant a try. After that, he went on to smile at this woman who didn't look much older than us. She was dressed in a white tight top with denim skirt and high white boots. She tot Wuss was really interested and went on to go grab his elbow and kinda refused to let him go..It was yet funny yet comical...after leaving her behind, we went elsewhere where Wuss saw this one whom he thought looked good. She was in some black top and a black flare skirt...Wuss went to her and asked her how old she was...she said she was 21...unbelievable...21...and doing this already...what will be her future? will she continue to do this for her whole life? it's kinda sad... Later on we made a round and saw the one in white again. She went up to Wuss immediately and tugged at him again..it was so scary i sped off on my bike...after some more rounds, we finally saw enough and went off to eat beancurd elsewhere... The World's Oldest Profession Tonight I really saw stuff that will make an impression on me for some time...The number of women involved, and with many with obviously artificially enhanced breasts, heavy make-up, flashy clothing etc...is appalling...looking at them, you learn how powerful body language is. The women employ a few tactics. The bolder ones would dress the most provocatively and stand at road junctions or in the path of pedestrains and step up to men and ask them while touching their elbows. The other group holds a small bag in front of them, looking slightly down, then smiling at men when they pass...this group dresses in dresses mostly...the act cute bunch i'd say... Nevertheless, i have been presented with a strata of society like i've never seen before. The number of hotels and small houses that make a business out of this, and there's even a Cold Storage Truck down there! This truck is the kind used for delivery of dry goods, so the truck has a sealed compartment at the back like a big box...when we rode past, one side of the compartment door opened and we could see a woman's leg...wad the hell was happening inside i wonder... It wasn long in that area that i started feeling uneasy...i dunno how to describe it, but it contains some fear and some awkwardness...i stuck close to my friends...the aura of the place was totally against mine.. I dun really noe wad to say about all these. Prostitution has always and will be an ineradicable profession anywhere, but when i think about it, to say that i am not disgusted would be lying. Yet i noe it shld be that i give people due respect for their choice of living the way they want it to. Then i think about how there are always other methods of earning money without selling one's body, and how these people may have not put enough effort in finding the other ways and end up resorting to such. Yes, chastity and stuff like that are just notions and ideas conjured up by people, but shouldn't they as women hold it close to themselves...Their dignity and all, under the hands of so many men...maybe i had a fortunate enough life so i can't see the situation properly, but in my eyes, i just can't stand the thought of it... And on to the men. They are the people we hold in high regard, the managerial kinds of men. To think that so many visit such complicated places. At their age I'm sure they have their own families, so isn't this...the thought of it is so horrible. What actually leads all these men to throw family and faithfulness outta the window and indulge in such acts? Are they bored of their wives? Seeking to regain some memories of youth by having sex with a younger woman? I really don't know. there are too many grey areas. And also, we see the occasional young man...That is even more ridiculous to me...There i was, not even daring to look around or even look straight, and there i see a man not too much older just talking to one of the prostitutes gamely, as if negotiating prices...My mind was a blank about all these. All i can say about this is that I cannot start to understand this facet of society that occurs in almost all countries worlwide. I don't like the place, and feel that the profession really dumps one dignity into the incinerator, yet there are so many women who do it...and some are so young...Is it a future gone? or is this their future? i give up and retire to bed...The world is run, by money and sex, it seems... Friday, February 10, 2006 田鸡粥 今天，在东海岸骑了脚车过后，我与我的脚车党边区了Geylang一带去找吃的。。。在朋友的介绍下，来到这间叫[SINMA活田鸡]的餐馆。他们也有卖海鲜，是间煮炒店吧。为了让读不懂华文的朋友们可以有些收获，我只好用英文吧。。。  Ok, located in a fairly safe section of Geylang is this seafood restaurant [SINMA live frog and seafood]... at 213-215 Geylang road. It's at the side of Geylang which is parallel with Kallang station...in fact, it is at the bus stop that is directly faceing kallang station (if not blocked by buildings)...it's kinda obvious, with a huge red signboard and it occupies quite a large territory. Ok it is located at Lorong 3.Right, on to the food...the six of us ordered like..5 froggies...it was Buy 3 get 2 Free! The froggies were done in the Gong Bao (Royal Palace) style, which had dried chili and spring onions in it, but there is also a non spicy version which will appease pple who are scared of capsaicin. The frogs are served claypot style and are actually not as hot as they look, but the taste is the best i have ever come across. The  frogs are tender and succulent, and they serve the whole frog instead of just legs. when you eat together with the porridge together with plenty of the gravy it will fling you to heaven. And oh, the porridge is so good you could eat it on its own!...5 froggies cost abt $22 only, and per claypot of porridge cost $1 only...for happy rice buckets like me i think i can finish one pot on my own! If you are really starving after returning from Africa, try a plate of YangZhou fried rice.*please order $6 rice if only two people or above are sharing, unless you really are a rice bucket! And another must try is the sambal kangkong. This dish is like the staple of so many such restaurants...just this dish and plain rice will satisfy me anytime, and over here, the Kangkong is like oh so aromatic. The sambal isn't that hot but the aroma is fantastic. once it is on the table, rice or no rice, i had to just nip some to try! All these and more at hawker prices...fantastic place with fast service too, but they're so fast that they come with the bill fast too...hehz... Food: 7/10 Frog leg lovers who love chilli too. They sell other chinese food too Service: 5/10 Cost: 8/10 Cheap and there's a promotion too Ambience: roadside hawker style rowdiness Thursday, February 09, 2006 Alright, everyone listen up. In the early morning at around 7.20-7.30, when you are on the SBS bus 90 and the bus happily lumbers its way along Airport road, before Eunos Link, there be this oh so handsome middle age bugger who will board the bus and start proclaiming that the people on the bus are DOGS. "You all obedient dogs, MOVE IN!" everyday without fail this stinking dog proclaims this in fabulous Hokkien, much to the disgust of yours truly. It was all nice and sweet in the morning, the sleepy atmoshphere on a crowded bus, people snoring contentedly on the seats and all...Damn that old fart. Wonder when i will lose my cool and retort... Talking about mad, I'm kinda regarded as mad...take up this challenge. Find another guy around who doesn't do or is against the following
1.5 year down the road i see myself with long wavy hair, two earrings on the left year, wearing two belts hung from only one loop, and maybe donning a bandana...COOL. i can't wait to start rockin'!!! cum on bruddas, let' go kick some homies in da hood! But when i think about it, it kinda itches la...like invisible mozzies biting me...but i cant rid of them...I think i have oh so holi-high self discipline, but people seem to think it's called INSANITY... I seem to keep giving pple the wrong impression...Maybe that's why my interviews go bust...Sian la...i attracting wrong attention..that's bad...how am i gonna meet guai girls for a guai me? Wednesday, February 08, 2006 話す事がいっぱいです！ 今晩、私は仕事の後で、Ｗｅｉｘｉｎと会いました。次、一緒に火鍋店を探しました。先で、Ａｌｗｙｎさんはわたしに「Ｂｕｇｉｓには好い火鍋が沢山有りますよ」と言われたから、僕たちふたりでＢｕｇｉｓへ行きました。Bugiｓには僕たちが一間店をさがした。あの店に人が大勢ですよ。きっと食べ物は美味そうだろう！あのみせのなは「重庆马拉火锅]と言うらしいでしょう。。。最後、僕たちはあの店を選んだ。 it's really tough blogging in jap! darn my jap is so low level...sigh...someone teach me the language..I wanna go eat some Hokkaido seafood, sit in hot springs while snow falls from above...*sobz* anyway, after all that for searching a shop that we found in like 5 mins from the time we met, Mr I-came-from-china-where-i-didn't-get-to-eat-fast-food  hoped to have some junk for dinner! as i was feeing like being junkie today, and since i had this Carl Jr 15% off combo meal discount card...HehzLook! darn, my gastronomical instincts are calling again...This is one junk i wanna have again...anyone out there interested? ask me along! i got so many extra coupons to use... Review of Carl's Jr I love the outlet at Suntec, the staff there has nice customer etiquette, especially this guy with the D name...i forgot, nevertheless, the service there is good, with a smile, and questions asked and answered patiently...Since this is a new establishment. About the food, i guess it is value for money. The beef is slightly rare, so it is much more tender than BK and Mc...and the chicken is the thickest and juiciest. Most burgers also feature extra bacon, second patty or thick meaty sauce to boost the Gastronomic meter...The servings are basically around 1.35 Mc size, so it should be easy to fill hungry stomachs out there...The drinks are free flow, just dun get tricked by the Ice Tea haha..Try it and see wad i mean! the combos cost abt $10.50 or so, and i sure reccomend a try of this instead of McD or BK...you might never go to the rest again OH do try the new Portobello Burger...美味しいよ！ 手首切り Wrist Slashing... How many friends do you have who have their wrists scarred with marks obviously made by a not so sharp knife? Or, maybe you people out there don't observe enough. A rising trend in today's happy youth, girls of secondary school till JC2 age, how many of them have had experiences of this supposedly ecstatic and rapturous wrist slashing? Just some weeks ago, there was this show on TV about them...Some show hosted by Evelyn Tan, forgot the name already, but it feature this rising and disturbing activity that often takes place in the blind spot of parents' eyes. The Phenomenon at a glance I don;t know what the statistics are, but in my already small social circle i have known about this kinda activity since J1...not very comforting to know that your friend out there is using a rusty penknife to carve lines into her wrist. The TV program showed that a number of these girls even form this Wrist Cutters Club kinda groupie where they engage in such activity together, and influence more to join their ranks. Isn't this so similar to drug abusers and glue sniffers who gather in a dark corner in groups to do such acts? The girls who self mutilate often do it at the wrist, out of convenience i guess. Moreover, the wrist is easily seen by them yet not that obvious to other people if you wear a watch or keep your palms facing down. A blunt blade is often used, usually a penknife, small, discreet and not suspicious. People won't ask them about their reasons for possessing one...it's considered Stationery...So many of these girls go undiscovered by others except their kutting kakis. The Reasons... I've personally asked and enquired about this from some friends before. It appears that today's society is so stressful. From the day we enter school, we are subject to pressure and expectations from teachers and parents...To perform and defeat others...Know more than others.."Why can't you be like brother/sister/cousin/uncle/Annie/Suzie/Fatimah/Henry/Simon/Zack......." In the clutches of such pressure and stress, our teenage girls feel trapped, controlled like a lil bird in a cage. From what I know, they can't find any other method that is effective at releasing all these pent up thoughts and stress...no amount of exercise or what not offers the convenience and the relief. Neither does outings with friends or what. And most of the time it appears that there is no one who they can really talk to about their problems with ease. Thus they cut. The physical pain supposedly drowns the emotional pain that hurts them. It's like a transmutation of the two forms of pain. Apparently, when there is physical pain, thhe mind goes numb other than concentrating on the pain, so it effectively removes the emotional hurt that the girl has. furthermore, the notion of being able to inflict pain on oneself gives them this feeling of "because i can cause pain to myself, i am still in control" this came direct from a friend so don't accuse me of making assumptions. The above are the main reasons. What they hope to achieve is the feeling of self control over a life they feel is as if it's not theirs, and secondly to use physical pain to remove their mind's focus on the emotional stress and hurt that they have gone thru. If it's not these, it's to gain acceptance from a clique of self cutters, which is especially important if the girl is in a single sex school. What I have to say: Oh stop it you misleaded and lost girls out there! Come to me lost sheep! Ok, I'm going overboard. Alright, you, yes you girl, if you happen to fall within this group of people as forementioned, you are one confused and screwed up kid. Cutting yourself ain't gonna save you from anything except some lovely visit by Clostridium Tetani. This cute lil bugger lives on rusty blades and loves the blood of sad and depressed girls. It leaves this nice souvenir called Tetanus behind. Do you wanna hasten your journey to the destination of your life -- death? You haven seen much, so if you feel suicidal, that's another problem...(please seek out a counsellor, tell you pa n ma etc...) For now i guess most of you just want control in yer lives. So you feel stressed, and you take up the penknife. Well, put it in the dustbin right now. There are so many alternatives to hepchu. I mean, why cut, why cut yourself when your distress is dished unto you by other evil peeps. YOU should cut THEM instead..but as we all noe, we will face charges against us if we just went hacking around at people. So girls, YOU have to SOLVE your problem. Cutting your wrist is such a temporary relief from your troubles, you wake up to your problem again the next day and the next, the next and the next, the next and the next, the next and the next, the next and the next, the next and the next, the next and the next, the next and the next, the next and the next, the next and the next, the next and the next, the next and the next, the next and the next, the next and the next, the next and the next, the next and the next, the next and the next, the next and the next, the next and the next....But your problem will be unsolved and you still feel distressed..Have you ever realised this? I know you have, and like many other girls of the same trauma, you just can't pull yourself out of this vicious circle. Oh comeon, look straight, stop looking at your scarred and ugly wrist! be brave and go settle the problem. of course, there are some that cannot be solved, but that's no reason for self mutilation. Go do something else. Like so many counsellors love to advise, "take up a sport/hobby/cooking classes......" you could actually believe in this corny stuff and try them out..at least it ain hurt and it can let u improve relations with frens Or, you could rant it out online, it's useful! haha, join the ranks of many who come online to rant crap over the whole virtual cyberspace. it's therapeutic...Ok, I know I dun have much to say about this, but i guess, being strong and facing up to the problems rox far better than cutting, and furthermore, if you get discovered, the repercussions of parents and counsellors and teachers all coming to haunt you over it isnt nice i guess. In the end, I guess i'm talking about this cause i dun like to see frens doing this to themselves. It kinda just pricks me, cos you know your friend is doin it but you can't do anything about it. I dun have many advice for affected people, but maybe talking about your problems to frens does much good too, you be surprised how much you underestimated the number of friends who actually bother about your problems... Getting kinda tired, shall go sleep... Saturday, February 04, 2006 爱情写真 触摸着那张照片 泪在脸颊蜿蜒 阳光在树荫那一天 你选择离开身边 两人分开的那刻 在泪里若隐若现 就在那一天 爱也成了怀念 我这相机在那海边 拍了一张孤单的照片 不断寻找你的痕迹 曾经是否一起来过 我再也不能确定。。。 现实已失去的爱情 保存在那照片里 你充满爱的眼睛 不动地看着我的伤心 照片渐渐地退色 但是你的笑容 仍然是存在的 还记得初遇的那天 道路交叉那年 走在繁忙市区街上 追随我们的脚步 两个分开的道路 能不能再次相碰 就在这一天 爱也成了眷恋 **all rights reserved** this is specially dedicated to SuC and me, both nursing a heart torn apart... AND special thanx to jianxiong for his help on the chinese haha! Friday, February 03, 2006 Don't Wanna Get Hurt Again Don't wanna get hurt again...Oh....Yeah Don't wanna get hurt again... We didn't just meet each other Sadly, I never really noticed her Choosing wrongly to give my attention I returned with my heart broken in pieces She was the one who really stayed By my side when i was desperate Gave me words to chase away the falling rain Gave a light to guide me in unknown terrain But I can't move I've no courage to Take her out and tell her "I wanna take care of you" And I can't start I'm too afraid to Hold her close and tell her "I wanna be with you" Cos I just Don't wanna get hurt again... Her world is filled wit purity Her eyes, filled with such innocence Falling helplessly for her gentle beauty I can't stop now yet I cant' move on But I can't move I've no courage to Take her out and tell her "I wanna take care of you" And I can't start I'm too afraid to Hold her close and tell her "I wanna take care of you" Cos I just Don't wanna hurt her ever... **all rights reserved ** This is specially dedicated to my friend Fred, may he get the courage to woo her soon! |
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