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comic art

2010-04-09T08:14:00.000-07:00

Following

2010-01-24T19:03:00.000-08:00

I am surprised, amused and flattered that I have a "follower".

I really didn't expect to have one, even more so, a stranger. I doubt my friends have dropped by to take a peek.

So Thank You MysteryLove!

And your name just adds to the mystery and anonymity of it.

As you can see. I don't write much no more. Whatever comes, whatever goes.
you like funny? you should try iamboey.com

Maybe following him would make better use of your time.

Design Tryout 6 - Colors

2009-11-08T05:36:00.000-08:00

Design Tryout 5 - More Vector Tracing

2009-11-06T11:09:00.000-08:00

Original Here

Vector Tracing Attempt

Vector Tracing Attempt with Color

Vector Tracing with Color, Shading and Highlights!

Design Tryout 4 - Vector Tracing

2009-11-06T01:46:00.000-08:00

Done by Jamie

Design Tryout 3 - its hard to think of anything else but you

2009-11-05T08:07:00.000-08:00

Design Tryout 2

2009-11-04T23:18:00.001-08:00

design tryouts

2009-10-28T10:17:00.000-07:00

Passenger

2009-10-05T20:18:00.000-07:00

I took the bus home last night.
And I leaned against the window playing WPT on my cellphone.

Then I notice something moving towards me.
As my eyes shifted focus from the phone to what's slightly in front of me.

I jumped.

It was a freakin' cockroach.
The young type, that hasn't grown wings.
Where you can see its body through and through.

I moved to the next seat and noticed the cockroach went under the seat.
I played it cool. So as not to attract too much attention to myself.

Then it came back!
He seemed like a rude passenger, those who sit on a seat and put their bags or hand on the seat next to them so no one would sit next to them.
It clearly didn't want me there.

I picked up my bag and headed to the door.

Mixed Surprises

2009-10-03T09:56:00.000-07:00

The news of Singtel winning the bid to broadcast the Premier League has left me raving the entire week.
Left me deciding to stay up late to watch whatever soccer I can before the new season.

What a horrible surprise to see Man United go down one-nil as soon as I turn on the TV.

Marred my earlier pleasant surprise by how good I smell after a game of basketball.
I thought my shirt would smell like sweat, but it smells quite good. Kinda like ba kwa (bbq roast pork).

Now I'm feeling hungry. No surprises there.

Shorts

2009-09-29T20:55:00.000-07:00

Bought 2 pairs of shorts over the weekend.

Before we bought it, we checked it thoroughly for any loose threads, missing buttons, like any Singaporeans would.

We didn't find any defects until I had to use the toilet.

They sewed the zipper together.
I am able to zip and unzip, but they've sewed the cloths behind the zipper.
Making it impossible to pee without taking off my shorts.

Thank you City Square Shopping Mall.

alphabets

2009-09-27T21:03:00.000-07:00

It all began with alphabets.

Words, sentence, paragraphs and stories.

Miniature Singapore

2009-08-17T19:37:00.000-07:00

Hmm.. the photos look better on my laptop than on this blog.

TSK. whats wrong with blogspot.

Moved

2009-01-15T06:57:00.000-08:00

projekt moved to http://uhuuuprojekt.blogspot.com/

soup in my eye

2009-01-15T01:43:00.001-08:00

2009-01-14T01:56:00.000-08:00

2009-01-12T18:13:00.000-08:00

2009-01-12T07:32:00.000-08:00

when tissues become your new best friend

2009-01-11T18:27:00.000-08:00

sleeping at 3 does this to you

2009-01-08T18:48:00.000-08:00

i had alot stuck in my nose that day

2009-01-07T18:43:00.000-08:00

yeah, there's work to be done

2009-01-06T18:48:00.001-08:00

2009-01-05T19:01:00.000-08:00

January 6th
The countdown took me by surprise. Lazy to take another. Here it is.

New Projekt

2009-01-04T20:22:00.000-08:00

A start of a new year. A new project.
Self Portrait everyday at 12noon.
Capturing the mood the emotion.
Reminiscing the hair, the clothes.

January 5th - Scared and Stressed.

Tagged. A Game of Extreme Boredom of the next level

2008-11-16T21:04:00.000-08:00

Tagged by: JH
a) Answer the questions below, do a Google Image search with your answer, take a picture from the first page of results, and with minimal words of explanation.
b) Tag 5 other people to do the same once you’ve finished answering every question.

1. The age you’ll be on your next birthday:

Yes I'll be 24, just like the TV show with the same name, it'll be lotsa of hype, action, guns, tension and drama. I love watching it on the weekends, cos it never fails to make me sleep.

2. A place you’d like to travel to:

Call me religious. I would like to visit Israel, and visit where Jesus had been.

3. Your favourite place:

I just want to lie in ball pit. Swimming around it in. The picture doesn't do the feeling I have justice.

4. Your favourite food:

Hmm warm chocolate cake.

5. Your favourite pet:

I personally don't like pets, but if I were to have one, it'll be a maltese, for its cuteness and white furry fur.

6. Your favourite colour combination:

Happy colours.

7. Your favourite piece of clothing:

Okay, this is abit weird. Here you see a semi-naked boy in jumper. I did not type jumper. I actually googled guys comfy clothes. And this came up. I had to specify guys, especially when after several hits were all on ladies fashion.

8. Your favourite TV show:

That 70's show

9. First name of your significant other:

loves

10. The town in which you live in:

Pasir Ris. I wished it came up a little more colours, a little more nicer.

11. Your first job:

Okay I cheated on this one. My actual first job was a traffic human counter. I didn't choose the first one cos it just didn't show what the job was. This is slightly more accurate.

I stand at busy traffic junctions and count how many people walk by during Christmas eve. I counted up to 67,000.

12. Your dream job:

Google is stupid. I typed film maker. And the top hit was this photographer. Phototaking and filmmaking isn't the same! Just like Google and Yahoo.

13. A bad habit that you have:

Saying "I don't know". It drives her crazy.

14. Your worst fear:

Solitary confinement. Combination of my two fears. Being alone and small spaces.

15. What you would like to do before you die:

Visit Old Trafford and watching a game.

I wanna teach the world to sing

halloween in the office!

2008-10-30T22:02:00.000-07:00

please don't ever use this at my wedding video montage

Names

2008-10-20T02:49:00.000-07:00

Inspired by my director, I've decided to come up with words that have my name in them.

shaken
Heineken
broken
kena
chicken
awaken
kentridge
woken
sunken
token
taken
kennel - contributed by Jianhong
chao keng - contributed by Jianhong
Kentucky - contributed by cruiser
shuriken - contributed by cruiser
hadouken - contributed by cruiser (very nice!)
spoken - by Ashley

shows the prowess of my engrish

Welcome to Singapore

2008-10-08T18:20:00.000-07:00

i ish beri confuse. yesterday night on the train, i beri the heng, gotch seat for moi to sit. then hor, saw his char bor standing there. i at first thought she pwegnant one.. budden like notch also. maybe just fat.

so would chiu give up the chair for the char bor cos she pwegnant? sekali notch pwegnant then maciam call her fat. or chiu will heck care her and pwetend to be sleeping?

smitten

2008-07-18T17:52:00.000-07:00

To be continued, unfinished post

2008-06-17T08:57:00.000-07:00

Day 3 HK - Macau

We decided, coming to HK means we have to eat dimsum. And for the past 2 days we haven't been eating dim sum. It's like coming to Singapore and not tried durians or char kway tiao. Not knowing the place to well, we decided to rope in some help. That's not our dad, but my dad's older brother. So we took him out for breakfast.

Knowing our family inherited generosity, we knew Uncle wouldn't let us pay. So we waited for the chance. Eunyce and Kevin sneaked away to the 'toliet' and went to pay for the bill. Seeing something's up, Uncle noticed and got up and rushed to the cashier too. I did my best to distract him with my conversational prowess but to no effect. In the end, let's just say the young has surpassed the old.

I choose not to post any cliche dim sum photos. Overly done. So here's a clever one. Jo didn't get it. For some reason she wore a hat that day. So I insisted she hold up the menu up. It said Manhattan. Get it? If you didn't, YOU, my friend, are not smarter than a fifth grader.

Okay. Weird pose. But its joga bonito!

Next on the to-do list, was inspired by Victor's favourite TV character, Ah Wang. Who wouldn't love a mentally challenged, child-like ever-so-sweet semi-retard? I would. Plus everyone loves supporting the underdog. And he has a hot wife, whom he calls little wife. Okay enough of 8days, but Ah-Wang (no pun intended, this is really how you spell it in mandarin), help run a dessert stall selling tang yuan (as below). And the shop we found, offered a variety of other desserts.

Another genius photo. Ladies on ladies' street.

Then we went to ladies street or market street and found a shop full of plushes. Jo and Vic went crazy. Never seen adults going crazy over plushes. The last time was at neopets when people were buying them for their virtual pets.

Pointing at Doraemon's best friend. (yes, i forgot his name)

That's melody. Hello Kitty's best friend/ side kick. It's always them who don't get enough publicity. No, I'm not a big fan of My Melody, but someone I know is. Thanks Bella for that wonderful piece of trivia.

Oh the art of photobombing. Just as I took the photo, Eunyce or Victor sneaked a victory sign in. Low and behold, it fit nicely under Jo's nose, producing a mario-like moustache, as seen on her hand. Talk about coincidence.

Another round of desserts. I was laughing so hard till my face turned red. Why? cos I spilled all the coconut milk from the drink, leaving just the mango. How? I was offering Victor some of mine, so I decided to slide it across the table. Not knowing there was a segregation of tables, the cup tripped and fell, I caught it just in time to save the mangoes.

Ah, after packing all the things, we had to go to the ferry terminal to catch the ferry back to Macau. And look at that freakin ridiculously good-looking china bag. Running away from home never looked this good. It was so heavy, it needed 2 ord personnels to carry it. What's inside you might ask? here's a clue. An award-winning rapper from St Louis who sang about crazy temperature conditions in Singapore and the state of happiness. I don't know if I can reveal the answer for fear of local girls and ah lians mobbing over us in the future for discounts.

Jo has terrible motion sickness. So we prepared a bag. Okay, maybe its a little too much.

See the yellow thing in my bag? Believe me, its a banana bolster/soft toy. And it actually peels like a banana. Too bad you can't eat it, otherwise imagine all the protein in that fruit.

And whilst waiting for customs at the ferry terminal, we spent time playing PSPs. Haha, for a moment I was wondering who the heck took the photo. I totally forgot Eunyce! We were a tad of a nuisance with Jo's endless "bubble bursting". At least the security officers didn't have to worry about it being some sort of weapon.

Reaching Macau, we were greeted by Zeus himself and all his wonderful topless minions. I've never seen so many clay and picture tits in one room. The hotel should be rated NC-16, and not 5-stars.

After taking a breather (I need one now, this is a freaking long ass post), we head out for dinner. No idea where to, we walked towards the Venetian. And stop at a Tze char place. Like where all construction workers meet. Talking laughing and drinking loudly as ever.

Finally we've reached the Venetian. and this is freaking long.. and i'm tired... continuing another day

Day 2

2008-06-13T09:32:00.000-07:00

Day 2: Hong Kong

After quite some time, I'm finally free to blog. Been busy at work, so please forgive me, those who frequently drive by.

We took the MTR (MRT) across, under the South China Sea and into HK island. There, we did not know where to eat. Frankly, everyone was afraid to just "settle". So we scour the business district in hunt for a good breakfast. Like Shenton Way or Suntec, there is no good bites early in the morning. So we had "fastfood" for breakfast. Not exactly dim sum, but we'll make do.

After a night's rest, 'it' still haunts us.

The holiday officially began. There were a couple of to-do, to-visit, to-eat on this trip. Shopping was not one of them. But it was on the other's. So we just had to look for H&M. Until now, I still can't figure out what H&M stood for. 'HAM'? 'Hers&Mine'? It sure as hell didn't stand for 'Jo & Eunyce'.

But the clothes weren't half as bad. It was actually pretty good. I got a sweater and a Polo T from there. And they had great ad campaigns too.

The journey was long, arduous and freaking steep

This is what happens when two officers of the armed forces try to navigate.

One of my to-do/visit places was Krispy Kreme. I had from Shah Aidil there was one in HK. I didn't believe him till I googled it. And HEY! what'd you know! There was a few outlets. So walking up the hill, I knew everyone was pissed at me being adamant on eating the ring of sin. Saturated with trans-fat, all the goodness of artificial sweetness, this is as close to heaven for me. If you don't know me, you probably can't tell which one is me from the pictures. Ironically, my t-shirt says 'Mr Skinny'. There was once in the States, my brother and I shared a dozen in one seating. And because of all the walking, I paid for donuts.

I was actually running in front of everyone else

See the sheer joy - Mission Complete

Another milestone completed was Victor's maiden journey to the peak. I believe everyone else's been there, but we had to do it again. We almost fought in front of the ticket booth, couldn't decide to go for the gallery view or just a tram ride. The one with the loudest voice won.

The tram ride was just as bad as the walk to Krispy Kreme. The steepness of the climb almost made me taste donuts in my mouth again. It was so slow we managed to take a lot of pictures.

you can tell who are the ones most traumatized by the tongue

i bet bruce had some balls of fury

Okay once at the top, this was what we saw.

A shitload of white/grey. It was hazy or foggy. The latter if you don't wanna admit there's a serious pollution problem. It'll be quite hard to explain if I was the sales guy at the booth.

"Sorry Sir, just to let you know, today's weather will be hazy, and you won't be able to see much from the top"

"Hazy? What do you mean hazy?" - tourist

Yeah, I can't find an answer for that. I'm sorry HK, I love you but the air was quite suffocating at times. So please don't sue me.

Even the lack of visibility didn't affect Jo's imagination, or her obsession to fly. [fly - meaning to stay momentarily in the air, and not sitting on a plane]

And we decided to take photos anyway, thinking we would have the time to actually photoshop actual HK images.

I can't think of a clever caption to put here.

Tongue again

I think I should start a caption writing contest, for readers to put in their witty one-liners.

Flying?

Flying? You don't know how many times we had to jump, and it always didn't come out right.

It was sad to have only 4 of us in the picture, so we decided to have all of us and let the timer take us. Not only do we have to anticipate the jumping, but also count backwards from 10. It didn't turn out too well. And I don't know who came up with the penguin inspiration. It looked like fun at that time.

Artistic CD Album shots.

notice HANDS ON HIPS. Great work kor.

Afterwards we headed back to the main island. Another on my to-do list was to visit the avenue of stars, at the boardwalk. Cos Laurina told me to. It's the most touristy place ever.

tribute to Grace and her fingers, and to Victor's fallen idol.

Seeing people take photos just makes you lose the want to do it. So we headed to find ESPRIT. I think we visited at least 5 outlets. And this is them carrying the girls' bags.

The evolution of a hungry tourist.

notice victor's dodgy eyes.

One of the best places for a meal, the roadside. Eat what the locals eat. The omelette's heavenly with all the deepfried fattiness of oil.

We were complaining how much we've walked all day. This what happen when we got back to our hotel.

I apologize for the lack of wit and humour. Will get to it with some inspiration.
So inspire me.

You are the reason for the teardrops on my guitar

2008-05-20T10:39:00.000-07:00

Work keeps my mind off of you.
Junhao left a comment, so I decided to google your name.

Huiting,
these people cried with me.
Emily
Rudechild

In Loving Memory

2008-05-19T06:55:00.000-07:00

Dedicated to you. Choo Huiting, Celine.

So sad of your passing Saturday night.
Muscles broke and bones tore.
Couldn't help but fall on my knees in disbelief.
But it hit after talking to more members.
Uncontrolled they streaked, down the cheeks they burn.
Like rubber on asphalt. Damn it hurt.

Saw you at your brother's wedding only a week ago.
You were beaming. No less.
You celebrated the joy of your brother.
And the freedom to drive.
You looked different that night.
"Older" you said. "Pretty, nontheless" I replied.
I insisted I stayed and talked to you, even though its your brother's wedding.
I insisted to have a photo taken.
Least I know it'll be the last I'll see of you.

After crying at the break of news.
I dreaded going to your wake.
Why is it a called wake, when people are there grieving.
I hate to go to the coffin to see your face.
The warmth of tears warms my eyelids.

I've only been to wakes for relatives of friends who died.
Only to be a support for them.
Where do I stand now, when it's your relatives who need a support.
There was a book where we had to sign in.
And to add a little note.
Everyone wrote something.
"you'll always be remembered" they say.

I left mine blank.
Things said to you should have been said 4 days ago.
Tell me the pastures is greener on the other side.
Tell me how's it like to lie of green pastures.
To look in His glory.

In lovin' memory.

HK Day 1

2008-05-08T09:31:00.000-07:00

Day 1: Singapore - Macau
Terminal 1

After reaching Macau, we took a ferry to Kowloon, HK. It felt like going back to Tekong, without the irritating instructional penguin video and probably 10 times faster, 10 times longer.
Yes. New Ferry Gate 13. And that's a bridge (they have a couple of those) in Macau that stretches above sea level.

When in Rome (China), do what the people do. Victory Poses!

HK
Taxi wouldn't take us to the hotel (or hostel/motel) because our address was written in English. It was written Lup Shun Hotel on Nathan Road. For pete's sake! The street names are written in English, what are you talking about when you say "I don't know Nathan Road".

"me no speeky engulush" would be a better answer.
I like to title this part of the trip "The Amazing Race"

We had better leg room on the plane.

Okay. This is the first time traveling without parents' supervision. So there'll be lessons learnt along the way.

Lesson 1: Never order what you can't read.
People in HK speak and read (possible?) in cantonese. So after reaching the hotel, we decided to head out for dinner. We walked around temple street, and after a while we decided to "settle"

Lesson 2: Never "settle" la
[la] singlish slang for a period or fullstop.
We went into the first restaurant we saw, and it was a claypot or steamboat place. But somehow, we didn't go in, but we went into the next one a Curry House. Forgetting that Victor couldn't eat curry, we wanted out. But my brother didn't get the hint so he pretty much stood in the doorway whilst the rest of us were facing the exit already. Soon the owner came and served us. Being obliging (Victor shared stories of Singaporeans getting killed by HKmafia after not obliging), we decided to sit.

Apparently they were the "professional curry people". So we decided to order 2 curries and 5 plates of rice and a naan. One pork curry, one mango beef dry curry.

First the professionals served us the wong (pun intended) pork curry, and the beef came in triangular pieces. "It look a lot like liver" I thought to myself. We ate. Victor said the beef tasted like chewing gum. So we asked the professionals what it was.

No prizes for guessing. It's cow's tongue.

"Don't play with your food Ken" - that's what I would have heard if my parents came along.

It was pretty bad, after you scrape off the curry, you can see the taste buds on the tongue.
I like to call this part of the journey "Fear Factor".

We had to wash it down. Thanks to Bella, I've got a recommendation to go to Xu Liu Shan. This monopoly of mango dessert house was on almost every corner.

We even got card that entitles us free dessert after 10 stamps. We didn't make very far.

After that we went to get Victor his toothbrush. That was it for the first day. Pretty much the most eventful throughout.

Lesson 3: Beef Tongue is translated as niu li

Notice Jo's head tilt

HK

2008-05-01T09:44:00.000-07:00

Updates on HK trip coming up. Just waiting for photos and stuff

Inflation

2008-04-20T07:13:00.000-07:00

With the recent inflation and rise in food prices, babies are having fake food.

Game on?

2008-04-18T10:08:00.000-07:00

I found this game from Jake

Texting Roulette is where a group of people pass their phones counterclockwise and each person gets to text someone from another person’s phone. There are a few rules.

- The text can’t be insanely vulgar.

- You can veto family and business relationships.

- All texts are read aloud before they’re sent.

- If you don’t allow a text to be sent, you’re out and you suck.

One example was “It’s been a while since we have been honest with our feelings. I think it’s time.”

Sending the texts isn’t nearly as fun as when people start reading responses out loud.
Sounds like fun.

Round 2

2008-04-13T22:16:00.000-07:00

So this is how my right symmetrical side compare with celebrities. For some reason, they couldn't "detect" any face on my "left-korean" side. Go figure.

For the uninformed ones, Peter Weller is ROBOCOP

Mirror

2008-04-10T22:53:00.000-07:00

Okay, so I've been watching Korean TV and they were saying how symmetrical faces have more attractiveness. So here's a little experiment. First I take a photo of myself and i cut my face right down the middle and mirror it to the same side. Here's the results

Here's with glasses.

This is my right side

This is left side

Without glasses

Right

Left

My left side is smaller. According to the TV show, it means i have to change my chewing habits and chew more on my left side. Ha.

Brilliant

2008-04-08T08:34:00.000-07:00

Brilliant, I got it off indexed.blogspot.com, and it's been voted one of TIME magazine's top blogs. Good Read.

Was on a Rolll

2008-03-10T08:31:00.000-07:00

Tonight's one of the night where I feel like a rock, rolling down a hill, but chooses not to move as he sees a shadow, which he thinks as menacing, but really its just his.

It came to my knowing that I'd probably have been taken for granted. Especially the things I do. It freaking hurts when it comes round and hurt you. I'm godamm emo tonight.

Things I'd do for a lady

2008-03-03T06:57:00.000-08:00

1) Spend most of my lunch hour to get her a birthday cake, a chocolate one from Awfully Chocolate.

2) After work, squeezed in the train into town with cake(1) and getting her a gift card from Borders. And then coming back, squeezing with inconsiderate people. I stared at this dude, wearing purple, when he did not move towards the center of the train. What an ass.

3) At the platform, I stood next to a girl carrying lots of bags. I looked down and realized its all slimming products from "London". She was not thin, but NOT fat. I could tell she was putting in effort from the rebonded hair and after-spa-like skin on her face. So I took my receipt from cake(1) and wrote: "You are beautiful the way you are." and placed it in her bag of slimming pills and powder without her noticing, in time before she alighted.

Then, I saw this young couple, barely 16. This girl was giving him a freaking hickey on his neck! It was bad! It was so bad, it started to bleed. And seeing that her boy starting to bleed, she burst out laughing. The boy, probably speechless, wiped away the blood.

Girls are too darn weird.

Tumblr

2008-03-03T06:43:00.000-08:00

I've got a tumblr.
Hit me

Falling Slowly

2008-02-27T07:18:00.000-08:00

I don't know you
But I want you
All the more for that
Words fall through me
And always fool me
And I can't react
And games that never amount
To more than they're meant
Will play themselves out

Falling slowly, eyes that know me
And I can't go back
Moods that take me and erase me
And I'm painted black
You have suffered enough
And warred with yourself
It's time that you won

Take this sinking boat and point it home
We've still got time
Raise your hopeful voice you had a choice
You've made it now
Falling slowly sing your melody
I'll sing along

Ode

2008-02-19T07:02:00.000-08:00

Staying home alone on a Friday
Flat on the floor looking back
On old love
Or lack thereof
After all the crushes are faded
And all my wishful thinking was wrong
I'm jaded
I hate it

Searching all my days just to find you
I'm not sure who I'm looking for
I'll know it
When I see you
Until then, I'll hide in my bedroom
Staying up all night just to write
A love song for no one

I could have met you in a sandbox
I could have passed you on the sidewalk
Could I have missed my chance
And watched you walk away?

I'm tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here
So tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here
You'll be so good
You'll be so good for me

-John "freaking rocks" Mayer

Fun with Mich and Ken

2008-02-15T07:43:00.000-08:00

It's Chinese New Year, It's CRAZY!

2008-02-11T05:37:00.000-08:00

As years goes by, Chinese New Year gets less emphasis on ang baos (red packets) or ba kwa (barbecued pork). In the end, it's really spending it with those you love. After a couple weeks, months, I'd probably forget how much I got, or how good the pineapple tarts tasted. I'll definitely remember spending time at the table, sofa, car, road, talking, eating, taking pictures and most importantly loving.

Our place

Kun's

Mich's

Sheryl's

Kelvin & Michelle Li's

Eileen's

Chia's

My awesome little cousin, Thyme

To my lovelies,
Here's wishing you a blessed, prosperous new year! Abundant of joy, health and God's grace and favour upon you.

Face-off

2008-01-31T07:45:00.000-08:00

Apparently this look-a-like has fooled even the closest of friends.

Fragility of Life

2008-01-28T06:16:00.000-08:00

His head hung low. Very low.
His 6ft frame slurs, speech slouched.
His eyes black as death, spirit blinded.
Body full of hurt, heart lacked strength.
A loss of life, own found but not tonight.
Lost his life-giver, gained the creator.

Words incoherent. Actions incoherent.
Chin up, catching teardrops.
Beauty couldn't hide the pain, suffering.
Smile, like the horizon, was all he could muster.
He hears but cries of the oceans.
Sees waves of gloom written all over their faces.
His head hung full of sorrow, his neck couldn't bear.

The eldest son, losing his mother.
Yet, found his father.
Lost a life doing good.
Separated at birth, now united as brothers.
Oh, the fragility of life.

I attended 2 wakes in 2 days. And saw the fragility of life. Today was the cremation of my aunty, of whom I am not familiar. I've seen her somewhere, during reunions or in old photographs. But I can't tell which. Her two sons share a telling story.
This poem depicts what I saw, most captivating was the eldest son. The eldest looked nothing like her. I've never seen a grown man so life-less. Even at best, lifeless would be an understatement. When people mentioned his name during testimonies, he barely lifted his head and stared back unto the floor. He had to use both his arms to lift a drink packet. It wasn't just a single life lost, his was seemingly out too. I witness another wake on Saturday, where I didn't see a grown man cry, but I saw worse. His eyes red from crying.

The grief of losing a loved one even sometimes too much a man can bear.

First Love (II)

2008-01-17T08:30:00.000-08:00

Okay, my last post didn't sound all that grammatically correct. It's because I wanted to protect the identity of her. But the heck with it this time.

Her name's Yanfen. We were in the same class in the first two years of primary (elementary) school. I believe we were in 1/8(Grace) in St. Hilda's Primary School. I can't recall much, I remember her being very pretty, very quiet, very fair. I can't recall much about Penmanship or how many squirrels were hiding in the text book. I remembered my classmates. I remembered making Junkang cry. We were taking some files from the drawer, and I closed the drawer on his fingers, boohoo. And there were the twins, Jonathan and David. I remember Linna Peh, currently a model and Ms World Singapore finalist (who would have guessed), Shihua, Diana and Yanfen. I remembered Ms Quah bringing the top 5 students to the Science Center, we sat in her car and went on our little fieldtrip especially the MacDonalds.

It was probably in primary 2(2nd grade) when I started having a crush on her. Being the over-sensitive me, I thought everyone else was liking her too. At that time, I didn't know what cooties was, I was vaccinated. So Yanfen had a birthday party at MacDonalds! The one at Bedok, right under the Princess Cinema. So I remember my dad dropping me off, and the entire way there, my parents were all "making fun" of me.

At the party, there were balloons and paper hats and Yanfen. I was ushered into a corner. There, I was in my own world. I remembered not caring about the games and the clown, all I wanted was my cheeseburger, my milkshake and fries. It was super noisy, but it was all drowned by the sheer loudness of jaws biting on fries. The oil was all over my lips, unglamorous.

I overheard a game going on. "Shopping List" was the name. Yanfen would have a shopping list ready, and those who brought her what's on the list would get a gift. So there was keys, black shoe, coins, watch, those little knick-knacks. Then they were asking for keys again. But this time wasn't keys, she meant "kiss". Then everyone started chanting my name. I didn't know what was going on. So I stood on my chair. The clown called out to me, I said I have no keys. He signaled me to come over, which I did. Next, he pointed to his lips and said "kiss" and signaled me to kiss Yanfen.

The sudden realization of the situation finally dawn upon me. Then I realized, my lips were all greased up by the fries. I frantically tried to wipe it down with my hands, some offered napkins. Where's a blotter when I needed one.

So I leaned forward. So many camera flashes went. She shy-ed away. My lips didn't touch her cheeks. One more try. I lean forward, and she backed off again. The third time was good. I leaned in and gave her a peck. Everyone cheered. And I got a mug as a prize, which has been missing since forever.

My parents came and picked me up. It was hard explaining to them how I came home with that gift.

That's the story of my first crush and first kiss.
What's yours. Let's hear it.

First Love

2008-01-09T08:06:00.000-08:00

How many actually remember your first crush? I did. Actually, I recently met up with her, thanks to mutual friends. And we were "made" to sit with each other throughout. I fell asleep halfway (cos the seats were too darn comfortable!) I was all excited when we planned to meet, but as it drew closer, I kinda dreaded it. Like it'd be so awkward, not knowing what to say and all that.

Friends arranged to meet Girl(to protect her identity and my dignity)last Sunday, knowing that I invited myself, just to see her. Friends agreed, without Girl's knowledge, they just told her they got a surprise gift for her. But she'd guessed it. So we went into the packed arena, she was late, so we reserved a seat next to me. And she came wearing a blue dress. I've seen her photos, but she really did look very different from the last time I left her. The girl was very friendly throughout, I didn't know what she was thinking, but I was recalling some really old memories with her. And the whole time I was trying to picture her smaller, younger, just the way I liked her then. Oh, the way she talked, coughed, seemed oh strangely too familiar. She's leaving to get her PR soon, maybe that'll be the last I'll see of her.

It was great just seeing her again, even though it was just so short, couldn't really catch up, and for some reason, I wasn't myself that day. It's been 15 years since we've spoken, but I'm glad we did.

Number 78

2007-12-17T08:42:00.000-08:00

To my friend studying in the University of Michigan,

I still love you. I still think of you.
I want things to work out. I really do.
You are not that far away.
Just 145 miles they say.
I'm not afraid. I really am not.
It's just I'm giving a little more thought.
After that heart-to-heart talk,
and late night walk.
You been acting strangely, melodically,
Ever so sweetly to me.

Please just wait out a little more.
Then we won't be like before.
Closer than your favourite TV show,
I will one day dance with you in snow.
I want you back, back home when it rains.
Where we can sleep away our pains.
I want to hold that song for you.
Under the rain seeing, kissing you.

I remember stealing an embrace.
Oh what a look on your face.
Stand with me under a mistletoe,
and we'll see how it goes.
Follow me to paradise one day,
that's all I've got to say.
I can go on, a million more,
only to have my heart barely spoken for.

Singing the song like we use to,
All I want for Christmas is definitely you.

From your once Far-away Friend and Long-lost Lover
Kenneth.

P.S. please write me back

A weird, unpleasant and unforgettable dream

2007-12-05T13:53:00.000-08:00

There we were. 4 princes were in the woods. There was Shawn, Ethan (But we call him Loo, or Lou), William (he likes to be called Steve [Stiff]) and me. It rained all day and we went to the watering hole in search of animals. Despite the rain, the animals all showed up. The lambs, the wolves, monkeys and all.

The 4 princes were dancing in the Summer Rain when William caught sight of 4 toads by the hill nearby. He signaled for us to take a hike. There we joined the 4 toads. There was one toad, smiling retarded-ly, moving its petite body not so in-sync with the sounds of the jungle, but she smiled alot. William went ahead of us and chatted them up while the rest of us were doing the Boogie. I couldn't help but notice that one toad kept looking and smiling at me. Being polite I smiled back.

Next thing I know, the toad climbed unto my shoulders and shouted "Lena" or "Linna", I couldn't hear very well, with the jungle noises around. I guess it was trying to tell me its name. So I introduced myself. And I couldn't help but notice that whiny bitchy "nanny" voice of the toad. I thought to myself "God! that's annoying" The other toads were rather lazy, they were a little chunky as well. One of them was up on a wall hopping around, one was sticking around and the last one disappeared alot.

Turns out, Lena isn't from around the jungle. She's from a nearby tribe, and she visits the watering hole every so often. And she also told me she worked at "Nature's Farm" I didn't know what she did, honestly I didn't care. Her wet toad-ish feet had sticky suckers and it clung on to me. William was getting pissed. He wanted the toad, so thinking "friends before h*es", I backed off a little and Lena jumped onto William but within minutes she jumped right back on me.

She held my hand, went around my waist. Looked at me silly and smiled that rather annoying retarded smile. She thinks I'm hers to keep. She couldn't speak human very well, and I couldn't speak toad very well either, but we get by. She laid on my bosom, rested her hand in mine. Soon it was time to go. It was almost four, and I guess Lena has to return to her tribe. We hugged and gave goodbye kisses on cheeks, no lips no tongue, just the way I like it. Felt weird kissing a toad. But for some reason I thought she'd turn into a princess, but it was a mere thought. She left the watering hole.

The 4 princes took a slow hike down to a nearby hill and we went crazy. We found a Square Room, and did the Boogie. Then we saw a group of 9 birds flocking together. Must be fun! So we tried to join in. But we didn't speak bird very well, so they flew away. We noticed one fairy all by herself, laughing at Shawn as we made an ass of ourselves trying to Go West.

The fairy didn't do much, just looked at us. So I decided to do the Twist with her. I held her hands and shook asses. Fun. Wendy was her name, but she wasn't very intelligent. The princes danced beside her near the watering hole till the sun came up. The sun rose as Every Breath We Made became fresher. That was our cue to leave the watering to find our blue carriage to bring us back to our castle.

Weird little dream.

Talking in Riddles and Innuendos makes Writing all the more Fun. Go Figure.

Anyways, I recently realized the toad kinda resembles Rachel Dratch from SNL

Job / Girl Search. It's all the same.

2007-11-13T08:23:00.000-08:00

So some of you might have heard I've found a job. Amidst all the searching, I've found an uncanny similarity between the search for a job and a mate. It's just my own observation, so don't quote me on your essay papers. You might screw the paper up.

1. the search

There's an old saying. There's many fishes in the sea. Works both ways. Look at the newspaper today, there's aplenty of jobs (girls) everywhere. But not all suit you. Everyone has someone or a "type" in mind. The goody-two-shoes, angelic saint, naughty-but-nice, wildwildwild, intelligent, outgoing, athletic, the list goes on to management, sales, retail, media, teaching, government, military, politics. laa dee daa.

2. the fling
Depending on time, sometimes people just want to look a fling (temp), no string attached (no contract). While others are ready to settle down for a career (potential wife). Sometimes people moonlight with other freelancing jobs (affair). And some even need several to stay alive.

3. the headhunters
So after spending money on college, books and seminars (contact lenses, clothes and hair gel) to groom yourself with skills and knowledge, you finally graduate and start your search for the perfect one. Some guys, as they say, have all the luck. Others don't. Some better looking with higher GPAs are snapped up as quickly as they reach puberty. So too the ladies hunt them down, and mulit-national companies (MNC) lasso them in. The average looking and the not so talented ones sends out at least a dozen resumes, attend several interviews (dates) with several companies (women), and is probably still waiting a reply from the companies at home with their mommy. The dropouts (fugly people) are pretty much useless in this area. Unless of course they have special talents or skills that are specialized and needed by some fields of work (freaks).

4. the interview
I like to see it as the first date, first impression. If you messed up, you can start sing, "na na na na Hey hey hey Goodbyeee" So you put on your Sunday's best, "no jeans" they say. "Put on a tie" You get there 30min earlier. You bring along your credentials (flowers) to make you look good. You carry snazzy accessories (perfume, hair gel, snake-skinned bag) to show you have class and style. You walk with confidence. Big smile. Ever so polite with "please" and "thank you"s. You pulled out the chair, offered to pay, offered to give her a ride home. She looks at you and smiles, you look outside and you see a queue of people waiting in line. You pray that you don't see a friend behind.

5. the contract
So after several meetings, lunches and tests. They've finally agreed. You're on top of the world. She sits down with you and draws out a contract. It states your position: Creative Assistant (boyfriend) your working hours (times of the day to call and report), your salary (benefits). And you sign on the dotted line.

6. the work
So, if that's the type you were looking for, you'll probably have the time of your life. If NOT, you're dreading each day and complaining it to your friends over dinner. Oh wait you can't, she's having dinner with you. Some days just drags on. You stay up all night, sometimes you bring work home. Sometimes you call in sick just to skip work. You asks for a day off, and you get THE look. It states in the contract a minimum of 44 hours work week, but the key word in that statement is MINIMUM.

7. the promotion
So after working so hard. You get a promotion. From Creative Assistant to Creative Executive. Yeah, you can do more things now, more responsibilities. You probably attend more meetings at the office with the board of directors (her parents). And you probably get to move up bases when the umpire isn't looking.

8. the rival companies
After watching you promote and clinching so many deals, the other companies are starting to take notice. They send out headhunters at you. And other women notice you dress better, only because you can, and give you their phone numbers. They send you secret messages to butter you up, and inform you of the benefits of joining them. These companies are usually bigger companies, reputed for its underhand (back-stabbing) methods. You are tempted. Should you jump ship for the better benefits? Or do you stay loyal?

9. the "you are fired" (due to copyright issues I can't use the famous line)
You messed up. Caused the company to lose millions of dollars because you forgot its anniversary. The board of directors gives THAT face. Sometimes, the rival company (see pt.8) presents you an offer you can't resist. You want to initiate the resignation. So you either stop coming to work altogether (cold treatment) or you try to explain your case, that it really isn't her fault. You give back the company's christmas gift and you pack your table. Or you're just sick and bored of the work and people at the office. You want a change of scenery, a new challenge.

What do you do?
You start back at 1

Poem 3

2007-10-11T09:53:00.000-07:00

There I went,
far and long I didn't complain.
just seeing you made me sane.
missing you life'd be jane.

From the bottom of my heart I really do.
went to his house and see crazy atas man.
spoke of dreams and future plans.
waited long enough, or shall I wait till the end.

Romance you I shan't
Deserving you I doubt.
Missing you I do.
Surely, I do heart you

Happy22nd

2007-08-31T09:26:00.000-07:00

2007-07-13T08:00:00.000-07:00

Ah, I'm never conceding defeat. Never!

Curse you alpha males and all your charms.
I said ten years ago, I'd say it again.
I'm still madly in it, no matter how many times I deny it.
I'm a self-proclaim-hopeless-romantic.

Find waldo.

Man

2007-06-16T05:17:00.000-07:00

Absurd.

32 perfections and you become a goddess? Based on colour of skin?
How blind man can get. She just sits on a throne and plays on her toy cellphone. As a goddess shouldn't she be out there ;
-saving lives?
-saving the Earth from a near climate change?
-saving the Earth from social unrest?
-finding Bin Laden?
-making all ugly people beautiful?
-stopping all the damn bombings?
-helping Alex find his guitar?

If you were a god/goddess, what would you do? or rather what wouldn't you do.

Finally

2007-06-05T08:58:00.000-07:00

Flaming Email

2007-05-15T09:33:00.000-07:00

To the DV Triathlon Organising Commitee,

I am from Cruiser Team (Group10) and I would like to congratulate on the completion of the Canon DV Triathlon. I applaud your efforts in making this competition a success. It was very encouraging to see local film makers and their works. Your technical support staff knowledge assisted us during the most crucial times of the day. The time limit was a challenging hurdle as we witness many teams not being able to complete their works on time.

However, I would like to address certain issues that my team has. The team and I were very upset during the screening portion of the competition. Honestly, upset would be an understatement. As we sat in the room from 8.30pm till 10pm, we did not see our work being screened. There were about 30-34 teams that day, each took about 3minutes, maybe less. If you do the math, that 1.5 hours would be enough to screen all the works. I would like an explanation why you chose not to screen the remaining works. We sat there anticipating to see our film, to see the audience reaction to our work, but it never came. However we did see a repeated screening of teams "tcube" and "dotz". Your actions or rather the lack thereof, has puzzled and upset us in many ways.

I am still questioning the many possibilties of what might have happened. Were we disqualified? The film made was not controversial, it has all the elements. Our team registered early, went to all the seminars, submitted our finished product at about 7.15pm, left for dinner while there were still many teams in the room still editing. We "shared" to our desktop, transferred to your portable hard drive. We did everything right. I'd like to state that the issue here is not about winning or losing. But the simple courtesy of screening of our works, as promised. I am greatly disheartened as a film maker to not be able to see my work screened, and worse not being to feel the audience reaction to the film. Art is subjective, and as film makers, our work was meant for the audience, to see their expression as they watch it. I invited friends to watch the screening, and my team mate got his parents down as well. Do you understand the gravity of your actions?

Were there other works not being shown as well? I believe that you owe them an explanation as well. Imagine what you have done, to destroy an aspiring director or future local film makers' dream. What is a film if its not shown. The least you could have done was to apologize to individual teams that were not included in the screening. Or if it was impossible to screen everyone's due to shop closure times or other reasons, we could have another screening on another day, where the judges could have taken their time to watch and appreciate all the works.

I would love to join next years DV triathlon. Like I mentioned earlier, I'm in full support for the local art and film scene. I believe we have many local talents and your actions should not put down or discourage their dreams. I want to hear back from you with your explanations. If you are not able to respond to this email I wish that you would forward it to someone who can.

Your sincerely,
Local Film Enthusiast.
Kenneth
Cruiser Team.

Their reply:

Hi Kenneth,

Firstly, thank you very much for entering the inaugural Digital
Life-Canon
DV Triathlon. The response from the public as well as the quality of
clips
were much better than expected and we must credit it to your team and
the
rest of 30 odd teams who took part.

Let me clarify a little on the happenings of the competition's final
few
hours. The contest was supposed to end at 7.25pm (as per emcee Billy's
announcement) and the iShop crew was to go around saving everyone's
work on
the portable hard drive. This process took longer than expected as some
teams who edited till the final minute at 7.25pm needed more time
beyond
that to save their clips. There were 3 men going around saving the
clips in
3 different hard drives.

The clips were then transferred from the hard drives to a iMac located
in a
private screening room (its actually at the left side of the screening
lounge) where the judges viewed ALL the submitted works.
Only when the clips were transferred over for judging, then did the
iShop
crew bring the hard drives over to the screening lounge, for the clips
to
be downloaded to the iMac for public screening. Thus by the time we
started
the public screening, it was already about 8.25pm, instead of earlier
planned 8pm.
Each clip being about 3 mins, we can only screen an estimated 20 clips
for
an an hour from 8.25 to about 9.30, when the results were announced.
The movies that were shownn ran by alphabetical order 
[weird cos my team name was Cruiser and the movie title was Armoogeddon],
with no repeat of movies. The winning teams' works were screened for the presentation of
prizes and it was a mere coincidence that they have been shown earlier
in
the general screening.

We must apologise for not screening all submitted entries and I can
definitely comprehend the disappointment that you and your team felt.
There
should have been better time management and tightening of technical
issues,
which we will work towards improving in the contests ahead.

Meanwhile, you will be pleased to know that all submitted entries will
be
uploaded on Asiaone.com for a fortnight for a "viewer's favourite"
contest
-
http://digital.asiaone.com.sg/news/20070513_001.html.
The clips should be uploaded by tom. Check it out then.

Once again, thank you for your team's support for DV Triathlon 2007. We
hope for your understanding of things lacking in the event on sat and
look
forward to your continual support.



Regards
Vivien Goh
Assistant Marketing Manager

Untitled

2007-04-12T07:21:00.000-07:00

This romeo is bleeding, but you can't see his blood

It's nothing but some feelings that this old dog kicked up

It's been raining since you left me, now I'm drowning in the flood

You see I've always been a fighter, but without you I give up

Now I can't sing a love song like the way it's meant to be

Well, I guess I'm not that good anymore, but baby, that's just me

I will love you baby always and I'll be there forever and a day

I'll be there till the stars don't shine till the heavens burst and the words don't rhyme

And I know when I die, you'll be on my mind and I'll love you always

How you're pictures that you left behind are just memories of a different life

Some that made us laugh, some that made us cry, one that made you have to say goodbye

What I'd give to run my fingers through your hair,

To touch your lips, to hold you near

When you say your prayers try to understand I've made mistakes, I'm just a man

When he holds you close, when he pulls you near

When he says the words you've been needing to hear

I'll wish I was him `cause those words are mine to say to you till the end of time

If you told me to cry for you I could

If you told me to die for you I would

Take a look at my face, there's no price I won't pay to say these words to you

Well, there ain't no luck in these loaded dice

But baby if you give me just one more try

We can pack up our old dreams and our old lives

We'll find a place where the sun still shines

I'll be there till the stars don't shine, till the heavens burst and the words don't rhyme

And I know when I die, you'll be on my mind

And I'll love you always

My Numero

2007-04-06T09:38:00.000-07:00

Ok, Its been a month since I last blogged.
Here goes.

I just saw the movie number23 and I thought, "Hey, maybe I'll find number 23!" So off to the search for my number.

A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26

If you added my name

Eu Wei Min, Kenneth

5,21 23,5,9 13,9,14 11,5,14,14,5,20,8

(add all the digits) = 5+2+1+2+3+5+9+1+3+9+1+4+1+1+5+1+4+1+4+5+2+0+8
= 77
= 7 + 7
= 14

You take the first name : Kenneth
(add all the values) = 11+5+14+14+5+20+8
= 77
= 7 + 7
= 14

It gets freakier
Take my name and add the values : Kenneth Eu Wei Min

11+5+14+14+5+20+8 Kenneth

Add 5+21 Eu
Add 23+5+9 Wei

Add 13+9+14 Min
Total :11+5+14+14+5+20+8+5+21+23+5+9+13+9+14
= 176
= 1 + 7 + 6
= 14

I'm living in a flat, block number 270 : 2 X 7 = 14
First girlfriend : Age 14

Start of a new obsession. "The Number 14". Coming to theaters near you.

Name of Secondary (High) School : Ngee Ann Secondary School
Ngee Ann : 13 + 7 + 5 + 5 + 1 + 14 + 14 = 59
= 5 + 9
= 14

Untitled

2007-02-28T08:20:00.000-08:00

Let me feel your fingers in mine.
As we stare into space and time.
Lean your head on my shoulder, my lap.
Elbows touching, sharing the same arm of chair.
Can't help but look at you, even though I paid for the movie.
Let me run my fingers through your hair.
You didn't notice me staring.
Almost stopped breathing.
You had me believing.

Vibe was good.
Maybe I read it too deep.
Still, I can't wait to see you, every day, every week.
Blessed are the meek.
But you wanted riches and bills.
You're not that down-to-earth.
What more can I expect from a girl.
Let me caress your skin.
Hold you by the waist and sway.
Sway to the music, jazz.

My God, she's beautiful.
I can't ask for more.
Can she be the one for me?
Head leaning on mine.
Everyone turns to stare.
Let them glare.
Love is in the air.
Elope, shall we?

You

2007-01-26T09:06:00.000-08:00

I Love :
traveling half way across the island just to see you for half an hour to buy tickets for the show.
traveling half way across the island just to see you play for half an hour then half way back to work.
You looking at me when I play it wrong.
how my inbox is filled with your messages, I keep everyone of 'em.
waiting for your sms-es every night.
waiting for your replies.
thinking about you and about this blog post the whole day.
thinking of crazy things to do with you, like salsa dancing.
how you look when you fall sick, no makeup, so perfect.
how you're down-to-earth, who enjoys cup noodles on valentines.
how your house and mine are pretty close, so I can always give you rides.
you sitting on the passenger side, unbuckled, so dangerous.
you sitting on the passenger side, commenting on my music, so agreeable, so truthful.
how you're always on my side.
you eating in my car.
waiting up every night just to see you come online.
waiting up every night just to talk to you online.
you ending every sms with a smiley.
you laughing in every sms, "haha"
you agreeing with me.
how you hate school.
you waiting for me being late at every single date.
how you would recommend me chick flicks to watch.
you thinking I'm good.
us sitting at McDonalds hearing live bands.
us gossiping.
us talking about the past.
us talking about the future.
people talking about us.
people still talking about us.
the church's tendenacy to in-breed.
trying to remember every movie we watched together.
how's there's graffiti on the wall at my house which says "ken -hearts- "insert name here", which isn't even done by me
you gently rejecting me.

2007

2007-01-02T09:22:00.000-08:00

Heres wishing all A happy and blessed New year

On what grinds my gears.

2006-10-25T01:12:00.000-07:00

I've always wanted to do this post. After watching that video and reading "Roy's" blog. But I guess I wouldn't after all. Fear "Roy" might think I'm out to rip him off, what's next? My version of Matrix? It's really funny how I met Roy, that's not even his real name. He's "almost" like my Tyler Durden. "Almost" psyched me up to get a tatoo, "almost" got a ear hole, "almost" picked up smoking, "almost" got be addicted to drinking. "almost" made me the ultimate bad-boy. What you gonna do when we come for you?

Everyone needs a lil' Roy in you. Don't you think? He's not bad influence, but he challenges you. Challenges you to do the unexpected, to throw a screwball, to sneak food into cinemas, to eat with a knife on your left. To stand up for what is wrong, or right for that matter. To love what you hate, to be what you hate. I am grateful for Roy, he's been there for some of my "firsts", thankfully not all. Hope this doesn't sound too gay.

To love what you hate, to be what you hate. Doesn't that sound like a rebellious teenager? That phrase would make as much sense to you as Force 188. Nothing. But hear me out.

Not too long ago, Roy and me became good friends. He told me stuff, I told him stuff. There's thing he told me about this other guy, who's being a real jerk to this other girl. And Roy freakin' hates him. And we're all talking, discussing how we should torture people like that. Then Roy became someone he hated. Then I remember how Roy would disapprove of his buddy's smoking habits. Suddenly he's smoking, literally.
Now I personally hate smoking too. I detest smokers. But now I'm hanging around them, breathing in second hand smoke. Does that count? I hate being told what to do, especially by my parents. But when I work, I tell people what to do the entire time. I use to hate cursing, cusses, my relationship ended because she cussed too much. Now I curse all the time! Not in front of family though, but around my friends, I think I do it a little too much.

Am I becoming something I hate? Becoming hypocritical? I hate how my parents talk to their parents, and recently I argued back at them. I hate how my parents talk to us. Now, would I become something like them in the future? All these mambo jumbo is not coincidence I don't think.

So if this is true. If you'll love what you hate, and be what what you hate, shouldn't you hate the "right" things? So eventually you'll just fall in love with it?

Honestly, what I just wrote is all bulls**t. I don't understood what I just wrote. Cos I know, about a year down the road when i read back all my archive posts, I would just laugh at myself for being such a rebellious prick. Its like I can see the future.

After 10 years

2006-10-22T10:40:00.000-07:00

The little boy stands at the edge of the pool. His right trailing leg is shaking with full of anxiety. He looks up and see the lovely little girl in the middle of the pool. She is playing with her other girl friends, maybe she's been noticing him, maybe not.

"Do it, Do it" the chants around the boy gets louder. It resounds and reverberates through the walls of his ears. Suddenly the world caves in. He looks around. He sees his friends behind him cheering him on. Some had the intent in their eyes to just push him into the water. He looks over into the pool, is she looking this way, he asks himself.

He rocked back and forth. Left foot, right foot. He swings his arms back, as far as he could. And catapult himself high into the air. The skinny, tiny frame of his goes airborne.

Just before his eminent entry into the water. He had to do it. Maybe it was a truth-or-dare game. Maybe it was real. Maybe he's just so spontaneous. Or maybe he's just stupid. But he had to do it. As he is flying through the chlorine filled air, he reached the peak of his jump, and yelled "I love you, mblupblurppp" The little boy drank a mouthful of chlorine juice.

He stood up, coughing trying to gain his composure and breath. He hears laughter, giggles. Little boy looks behind and his guy friends are all laughing hysterically. Something Johnny Knoxville would do if he saw Bam got squashed in the nuts. YEs, he has finally did it. Little boy thrusts his pokky-thin arms in the air with fist clenched in victory. He joins them with a little chuckle.
He notices the soft giggling just ahead of him. It was the girls. Immediately little boy kept his arms and dived underwater. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes. Embarrassed, he wanted to stay under for the rest of the day.

What have I done says the little boy. Now she's never talking to me. What if her parents found out? and her dad comes looking for me?

He stayed under for what seemed forever. After ten years, the not-so-little boy can look back and laugh at what he's done. What's even better, after ten years, THEY laughed together.

Love?¿

2006-10-14T10:42:00.000-07:00

But don't you worry. I will stand up against the bullets like Neo, and bite them all with my teeth. We of this creed have created an immunity against live rounds, blanks, empty catridges, rejections or any other form of pyrotechnics.

Love is not possesion. Like is a verb.
I can't tell one from the other. Does love make you do crazy stuff? Make you go halfway across the island just to catch a glimpse of you? Make you stay up at 2 in the morning Google-ing your name just to see what comes up? Make you reach in deep into your pocket when you feel your phone vibrating but actually its just your jeans, hoping it was you who called?

So when you say "I love you" or "I like you", whats the diff?
Is one higher than the other? or deeper? Who puts these words in context/ relativity? This "love" is it the same as what a parent has for a child or when you see chocolate and you say "I'd love to try that some day".

If I were a player, this would be my motto. " Spend 24hours with me and I'll make you fall in love with me."

Can someone please tell me "what's love..*Tina Turner voice*"

Happy Birthday Michelle

2006-10-08T10:28:00.000-07:00

Happy Birthday Michelle.

Anyways, it was fun, I knew what I was going into. I knew her birthday was coming along. I had to do something, instead of waiting for things to happen, I might as well do it. We met at Esplanade and ate outdoors. Hella fun, no thanks to the haze. We ordered so much food. Then we walked along the riverwalk. A small group of us just sat and prepared the lanterns and the cake, we were behind the "main" group ahead. Then I called my brother telling him one of our friends left his handphone at the food centre so we asked them to back-track. While they came back, we shouted for them and sang birthday song to her. Aww how sweet.
Spent the whole night playing with lanterns and sparklers. Police came and stood around us. I have no idea why, but soon we were oblivion to their presence. They were probably there to slap us with a $1000 fine if we left any of those used sticks around.

Yeah its all fun. What would you do for an answer? My answer?
Keep your helmet on, we'll be heading into the warzone, where gossips and slanders flying, whizzin pass you.

Photos

2006-10-08T10:21:00.000-07:00

More photos

2006-10-08T10:11:00.000-07:00

Party..

2006-10-08T09:48:00.000-07:00

Ken, Kun, Michelle and Shen playing with sparklers and lanterns.
(Look at Michelle's "priceless" face as her's goes out)
Michelle and Shen outside Anderson's Ice-cream

Nightlife

2006-09-26T12:14:00.000-07:00

Get a taste of the highlife. I was on the guest list to one of Singapore's premium clubs in town last Wed. How? All I can say is I know people who knows people. Just kidding. I have a friend who works there and she invited me in for a charity event for MILK (Mainly I Love Kids). When all proceeds go to a charity that gives us a reason/excuse to drink. Kids, if you're reading this, don't try this (drinking) at home.

Okay, so all I had was a bottle of Corona, and sips of Asashi and Hoegaarden. It was like a celeb-gala event. Red carpet, balloons, Porsches, big bouncers, photographers, you name it they've got it. Celebs like Debbie Wong was supposed to be there, but I left before I could even catch a glance of her. So big was the event it was in singapore's guide to local nightlife's website. nightlife.sg
Oh yeah and my photo's in there.

While we're at the topic of drinking, I had this dream of a particular someone. In this dream, we were hanging out then she sneaked something out of her bag. Lo and Behold, its a bottle of vodka or something transparent, could even be paint thinner for all I know. So we went to this one place, like a cinema/concert hall. Then she started drinking it, then she held my hand then she confessed her love for me.
This scares me a little. If dreams are true of mean something at least. Does that dream say for a girl to like me she has to be drunk? or out of her mind? Yikes

new dude

2006-09-17T10:34:00.000-07:00

Ah hah. New stuff. Not as if anyone reads it but hey i'll try updating some for you faithful.

remember those days when my hair was long? the days in azrizona? i miss you all.

2006-03-19T08:42:00.001-08:00

Kris and I

2006-03-19T08:42:00.000-08:00

Buddy, Robin

2006-03-19T08:40:00.000-08:00

Lander, I and Joshua

2006-03-19T08:35:00.000-08:00

Lander & I

2006-03-19T08:33:00.000-08:00

Finale

2006-03-19T08:32:00.000-08:00

At table no.16

2006-03-19T08:29:00.000-08:00

Group shot!

2006-03-19T08:28:00.000-08:00

Kris and I

2006-03-19T08:27:00.000-08:00

Section One with our dates.

Comms Ball

2006-03-19T07:47:00.000-08:00

Comms Ball. Probably the highlight of OCC. Good food, Great entertainment. What more can you ask for? The photos ain't seem to be loading right. But it was truly memorable.

Seeing friends/brothers together again after just one week, really hits the spot. That night truly was the night of nights. "From this day to the ending of the world we in it shall be remembered. We lucky few, we band of brothers. For he who today sheds his blood with me shall be my brother."

And the wonder of it all is that you just don't realize.....
In the end, I wouldn't have wanted anyone else to go. Thanks.

YES SIR!

2006-03-17T00:22:00.000-08:00

AHh. This picture says it all.
Confucius say, sex is like the army, the closer you are to discharge, the better you feel.
Another year in the army then I'm done.

Today's Funnies

2006-02-04T08:07:00.000-08:00

"Whenever I watch TV and I see those poor
starving kids all over the world, I can't help but
cry. I mean I would love to be skinny like that, but
not with all those flies and death and stuff." -
Mariah Carey, Pop Singer

"I say no to drugs, but they don't listen." - Marilyn
Manson, Singer

"I wish men had bo0bs because I like the feel of
them. It's so funny - when I record I sing with a
hand over each of them, maybe it's a comfort
thing." - Baby Spice of the Spice Girls

"I didn't realize I was in a Buddhist temple." - Al
Gore, former U.S. Vice President when asked
about his illegal fundraising activities that took
place in a Buddhist temple.

"We are unable to announce the weather. We
depend on weather reports from the airport, which
is closed, due to weather. Whether we will be able
to give you a weather report tomorrow will depend
on the weather." - Arab News report

"Politics gives guys so much power that they tend
to behave badly around women. And I hope I
never get into that." - Bill Clinton, former U.S.
president

"I get to go to lots of overseas places, like
Canada." - Britney Spears, Pop Singer

"Where the hell is Australia anyway?" - Britney
Spears, Pop Singer

"Please do not feed the animals. If you have any
suitable food, give it to the guard on duty." -
Budapest Zoo sign

"My lord, we find the man who stole the mare not
guilty." - Welsh Jury Verdict

"I've never had major knee surgery on any other
part of my body." - Winston Bennett, University of
Kentucky basketball forward.

"I can't really remember the names of the clubs
that we went to." - Shaquille O'Neal, basketball
player, on whether he had visited the Parthenon
during his visit to Greece

"Ladies are requested not to have children at the
bar." - Sign in a Norwegian cocktail lounge

"Smoking kills. If you're killed, you've lost a very
important part of your life." - Brooke Shields,
during an interview to become spokesperson for a
federal anti-smoking campaign.

"I cannot tell you how grateful I am -- I am filled
with humidity." - Gib Lewis, speaker of the Texas
House

"I owe a lot to my parents, especially my mother
and father." - Greg Norman, Golfer

"Teeth extracted by the latest methodists." - Hong
Kong dental advertisement

"Traditionally, most of Australia's imports come
from overseas." - Former Australian cabinet
minister Keppel Enderbery

"Man thought hurt, but slightly dead." - Providence
Journal Headline

"Better make it six, I can't eat eight." - Dan
Osinski, Baseball pitcher, when a waitress asked
if he wanted his pizza cut into six or eight slices

"Chemistry is a class you take in high school or
college, where you figure out two plus two is 10,
or something." - Dennis Rodman, NBA
Basketball player, on Chicago Bull's team
chemistry being overrated

"The doctors X-rayed my head and found
nothing." - Dizzy Dean explaining how he felt after
being hit on the head by a ball in the 1934 World
Series.

"Hi I'm Dean White, Dick, of the college." -
Richard (Dick) White, Duke University academic
Dean introducing himself at a faculty dinner.

"If history repeats itself, I should think we can
expect the same thing again." - Terry Venables

Lawyer: "Sir, what is your IQ?" Defendant: "Well, I
can see pretty well, I think." - Testimony from
court records

"He treats us like men. He lets us wear earrings." -
Torrin Polk, University of Houston receiver, on his
coach, John Jenkins

"Did people build this, or did Indians?" - Tourist
question at Mesa Verde National Park

"You mean they've scheduled Yom Kippur
opposite Charlie's Angels?" - Fred Silverman, TV
programmer, when told that Yom Kippur would
fall on a Wednesday.

New Year Resolution

2006-01-03T06:01:00.000-08:00

My new year resolution:
Put God First
Let Him take all of me.

2005-12-31T23:25:00.000-08:00

Everyone loves taking group shots

2005-12-31T23:24:00.001-08:00

Ann & Alecia

2005-12-31T23:24:00.000-08:00

Me & Alecia

2005-12-31T23:23:00.000-08:00

Me & Yanda

2005-12-31T23:22:00.001-08:00

Russel & Victoria. How sweet.

2005-12-31T23:22:00.000-08:00

Crazy Buddies

2005-12-31T23:20:00.000-08:00

Most Photogenic : ZheRui

2005-09-03T10:48:00.002-07:00

Best pal in primary school, Alecia

2005-09-03T10:48:00.001-07:00

Me and my best friend, Shawn.

2005-09-03T10:48:00.000-07:00

The aftermath of war.

2005-09-03T10:47:00.001-07:00

Bandmates, we call ourselves "Bosses"

2005-09-03T10:47:00.000-07:00

Primary(Elementary) school pals

2005-09-03T10:46:00.000-07:00

Church pals