Apologies

I apologise for the mini-hiatus this past week. Time, i need more!

Blog soon, promise!

Watersnakes?

"Caucasian man swims naked in Singapore River" Courtesy of STOMP.




The extract:

"My boyfriend and I were walking along Singapore River this evening and while trying to take a nice picture of Alkaff bridge, we noticed someone swimming or what seemed like a nice bath in the river!

"There was another guy holding a towel waiting for the swimming guy to finish.

"The guy (Caucasian) came out of the water and started to parade naked (while the other guy tried frantically to cover his private parts with the towel), and he started to wear his jeans in the open (without his underwear apparently).

"45 minutes later when walking back to Robertson Quay, we saw two policemen questioning the said Caucasian (he's now wearing jeans and a red t-shirt with no shoes) and the other guy who was with him."







No UNDERWEAR?



Godly.

Laugh at the comments, i know you want to.

Air_Wolf said on 11 Aug, 2008

How come the water snakes living in the river dun go and bite 'it'? Unless the watersnakes tot they saw another 'watersnake'....

eyeballs said on 11 Aug, 2008

I think he got nothing to do then he must be something wrong of his brain. There got so many people and also the water was very dirty. Or maybe he tried to use his penis for fishing, see whether can get any big fish or not

Strange things do happen don't they?

The Sky's The Limit

Renewed determination, and a rekindled ambition.

" Nothing shall stand in my way "

I believe in my innate passion, i shall go all out to pursue it. Seriously.

Previous chances have come and gone, but there's no stopping me now.

Go, go, go

Love Song for Singapore

You guys have GOT to listen to the latest mrbrownshow(link). Lyrics below. Heartfelt, humorous, one song which is vividly and uniquely, Singaporean.

Love Song for Singapore
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by mrbrownshow : 3 guys and a guitar(and a chair).

The trains they come and go
Filled with faces I don’t know
Sometimes they don’t stop for me
I live near Woodleigh MRT

The city’s changing every day
I saw a new gantry on the way
That is why I sold my car
Why the bus-stop so damn far

You took so much from me
Got no cash to take taxi

But I’m still in love with you
But I’m still in love with you
(And) when I grow old, and don’t do what I’m told
I will still be in love with you

I can’t afford a holiday
Everything has gone up but my pay
Can’t go out with all my friends
Can’t afford the latest fashion pants

You promised me paradise
Overflowing with abundant rice
I used to go for lunch buffets
Now my breakfast’s half a yew char kuey

You took so much from me
Got no cash to go high-tea

But I’m still in love with you
But I’m still in love with you
And when I grow old, and don’t do what I’m told
I will still be in love with you

You took so much from me
Got no cash to go high-tea

But I’m still in love with you
But I’m still in love with you
And when I grow old, promise me you won’t turn cold
Cos I’d still be in love with you

Took so much from me
Got no cash, but I’m happy

I am still in love with you
I am still in love with you
And when I grow old, and don’t do what I’m told
I will still be in love with you…

The End.

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Smiling for the camera(and the nurse <---)

05/07(or rather a small portion of), plus guanjie, went to visit zhihao at Changi General. He broke his left forearm yesterday, a result of an attempted stunt at the bball court. He looked well and even smiled for the camera(above).

Apparently they inserted metal(probably titanium) plates into his forearm(think Wolverine), to fasten the bones together. The wound reopened during the visit and maroon spots surfaced on his green sling(hard to see in the photo though). We chatted quite a bit and left for lunch soon after. Take care bro! Get well soon!



My initial plan to catch the NDP 2008 fireworks was kinda scrubbed. I did catch them in the end, well, on the tv screen that is. I guess there's always next year. Oops, NS. Sigh.

First time i was glued to the tv during the parade march-in. I was eager to spot the different contingents. A year ago i wasn't so bothered. Watching the men in the GOH(Guard-of-Honour) Contingent with their spanking uniforms, it makes me wonder whether i'd get a chance to be in the parade while serving NS next year. Would be quite exciting i guess.

4 weeks to prelims. Short time, it's definitely going to be one helluva ride.

Exhausted.

Guess who gave me the above.

Unbelievably sweet right!

My heart almost melted man.

Guess?
Guess?
Guess?


Give up?

Okay lah, it was Sam. HAHAHAHA. And in any case you people were wondering, it's my classmate Sam, it's a HE. Samuel Yap. He helped me take a straw for my bubble tea, because i forgot to.

Fate brought us(me and the straw) together man(actually Sam just randomly fished it out from the container full of them). That particular cup of bubble tea tasted exceptionally wonderful. I almost burst into tears when the last pearl got sucked up that straw(nooooooo~).

HAPPY BIRTHDAY SAM! (i shall be the first and the last ^^)

Today was totally whacked out. Econs remedial after school, followed by math, and math tuition from 6.45 to 9pm.

A word of warning, the marquee area in TJC has potentially fatal benches. Whilst celebrating Sam's birthday there today, one particular bench(i won't say which ^^), almost managed to topple over and murder us all. Luckily the heaviest casualties were (cake)soiled pants(at the crotch area), a dirtied watch and stomach pains resulting from the 2 minutes of hysterical laughter that ensued.

Out of Sorts.

People do change, fast.

My nights are frequent thought-provokers.

Yet dwelling on the matter doesn't seem to alter reality, from its path right now.

I am compelled to accept.

On a much lighter note, C or N? HELP ME DECIDE PLEASE! Life-changing, literally.

Apart from some nauseating sensations from a revolting display of Ear Wax today, all was well.

Goodbyes Before The Lights Go Out

Extract, from Cowboy Caleb.

I repeat, this story has nothing to do with me whatsoever. I just found it fitting, in a way, for this time of year.


"Goodbyes Before The Lights Go Out"

Last night, I had a terrible dream.

Some background first. When I was a spanking lad of about 20 years of age, I was already a upwardly mobile yuppie living in my own bachelor pad. One day during a party in my condo, a group of Chinese-Indonesian girls came invited by my Indonesian housemate. One of these girls, who we shall call Melia, kinda decided that I was a good catch or something. After the party, she would call me regularly and ask me out for drinks but I never went out with her unless it was with a group because I was a bit of a prick (more details later).

That was 10 years ago, and over time I lost touch with Melia. I heard she married some rich Indonesian dude in his 40s some time back but she was never the sort of person I really gave the time of the day to.

So last night, I dreamt that I was in my old bachelor pad. Melia was there with her original group of friends that came to the party where we first met. All the furniture was the same. Even the stains on the wall made by my drunken antics were all there as I remembered them. The light however, was pretty dim.

Melia came and sat next to me on the sofa and said “Do you know how long I’ve been waiting for you, to meet you again?”. And then she began fondling and hugging me, which made me uncomfortable so I moved away to another seat.

Then she told the other girls that it was a little warm in the room, and they all begun removing the clothes. Pretty soon they were all lounging around in their lingerie (the type with garters and belts).

Melia said “Why don’t you take a photo of us with your mobile phone?”

Since I couldn’t refuse, I aimed my camera and took the photo. To my horror, all the girls appeared in the photo except Melia. Thinking there was something wrong with my phone, I took another shot - but Melia simply refused to appear in the photo!

I began to panic, and then I asked the other girls if I could borrow their moblie phones to take another photo.

Melia then came and sat down next to me again. As she ran her hair through my hair she said “None of my friends have mobile phones with cameras…. so none of them know…. yet”

It was then that I woke up from my dream and sat up in bed!

In my heart, I know that Melia passed away last night.

Melia, wherever you are - I’m sorry I wasn’t nicer to you when you were on this earth. Thank you for letting me know. I hope your soul finds eternal peace.

Theee End.