Tuesday, January 19, 2010

FML

Happened again.

Why.

Why does it always end like this?

Everytime it end like this, it really makes me feel very sad.

Fate fell short this time
Your smile fades in the summer
Place your hand in mine
I'll leave when I wanna

First time we met
Face became etched
In my mind
You were the sun
I was the one who worshipped you
My hands were your guns
Your eyes were my muse

And I knew you could never love me
I had so much sorrow inside you could never reach
But can I still keep
A place in your heart

Sunday, December 27, 2009

Tired.

Stayed up for 3 fucking days in a row. Christmas eve spents with Yi Yoong, Jon, Zheng Yong, Eugene until 1am, supper with cousin till 2am, chat with soccer friends till 5am.
E7 came to my house on Chirstmas till 7 the next day, the overnight cycling on the 26th.

Fucking tired. Slept less than 10 hours in 3 days.

Sunday, December 6, 2009

Key To Life.

Came across this on someone's blog and found it to be very meaningful. So, I tweaked it a little and made it more vulgar but the meaning's still the same.



To me, happiness was the key to life.(What the fuck is life without happiness?)
One day, they asked me what I wanted to be when I grow up.
I said 'Happy.'
They told me I didn't understand the question.
And I fucking told them they didn't understand life.

GIve Me An Exit.

They say what goes up must come down. Mine just happened a little faster than I thought.

Went to Club Nova to have some drinks and watch some bands perform some rock music, only to see some acoustic which was not bad. They played all the old songs like Smoke On The Water and Highway To Hell. Had lotsa drinks. Tequila, Sambucca, Jagermeister, Jack Daniels and vodka orange. Felt a little tipsy and high at that time.

All was well until today, Wen Xun called me and said we had to go down to Club Nova and settle some issues cause' people's things were stolen. And on the CCTV camera it shows that Wen Xun and I was closest to the bags for the longest period of time. So we are the main suspects. The fucking point was that i never stole any fucking things. If nobody is going to own up, some motherfucker is going to sue us or maybe ask us to pay for all the things stolen. Mind you, its was 3 ipods and 3 head phones that were stolen. Fuck and i got school tomorrow or rather, in 7 hours' time.

And if this wasn't enough, I can't fucking catch up with all my work cause I am too fucking slack and have no mood to study. Exams are in a week and i have no idea about all my modules. I fucked up my projects and my project group still do not want to have Racial Harmony Day together. How the fuck can we do projects together? Antway, They are going to review all the CCTV tomorrow and I hope that everything will be fine and hope they see the motherfucker stealing those stuff. If not, we'll be the ones in this huge shithole.

Saturday, November 7, 2009

Nostalgia.

Recently came across lotsa really old stuff. And I mean REALLY OLD. Like maybe, 6 years ago? Let me show it to all of you.



How old is that? This wan taken when i was in Primary 2. I don't even know when the hell I took this photo. As is this wasn't shocking enough, someone suddenly tagged me on Facebook. I clicked the link and saw something shocking. You guys can go to my Facebook and check it out.

WOW. MY 2004 SYF WUSHU PERFORMANCE.(I KNOW YOU GUYS ARE LAUGHING YOUR ASS OFF RIGHT NOW CAUSE I'M A FAT BITCH DOING WUSHU. _|_) I joined Wushu when I was in Primary 3. And I can say that I performed a lot of times on stage. Those were the days when I was in the morning class, ended school at 12, and had to come back to school at 6pm to 9pm for the SYF training. At that time, I was already fat. So I had to do most of the more diffcult stuff like carrying people and swinging people(YA WE NEED TO SWING PEOPLE). But the experience was really fun. I really miss those time when we were just carefree, obilvious to anything else.

Having a Primary 4 meeting coming up. End of November. Haven't seen those people for a damn long time. It will certainly be a suprise for me.

School's still the same, boring class with boring people. I go straight home everyday after school. NP is known to be very happening but it does not happen to me. I got a whole class of nerds and out of about 18 people in the class, there are only 2 guys, I mean, 1 guy 1 gay, nope, I meant I'm the only guy. Everyone studies in the class everyday _|_. I do not know why, but I feel that I need someone to care for me.

Negativ- Clothing has just open a few weeks back, but it looks like it's the end of it. The jackets I bought were just of inferior quality, and it is so damn hard to advertise my blogshop. Wasted about 60 bucks on those jackets. I think I'll just take it as a lesson learnt.

I'm like going through the most fucking toughest time of my life right now. No motivation to study, no social life in poly, no hope on my business. What should I do? I really hope to open a store and follow in the footsteps of VOL.TA or Soon Lee. But for now, i'm just a nobody.

Monday, October 26, 2009

DIE.

Feel like just quitting school.
Everything is not going right for me.
Even if i don't study, i will find a job and pursue my dream.
Take that motherfuckers.

Wednesday, October 7, 2009

I Will Do It

No more being ball-less, no more being a pussy.
Not going to miss the chance.
I will do it.
I will.

Monday, October 5, 2009

.

3 times, same results.

Let's be a gay.

Monday, September 28, 2009

Hello World.

Okay, i got my tee and it looks and feels awesome. I'm definitely going to ship more of this in. Another few more issues to settle, and Negativ- Clothing will be selling tees that you could rock the streets with.

Recently sat down with Han to talk. i realised my ideal work and life. My ideal life would be going to work, and enjoying every part of work. I can dress in any way i like to work. I would also want very friendly and fun colleagues and we have fun and at the same time, do our work properly. And Han said, "You could work in Google, it's rated the best place to work in!"

Far-fetched thoughts it seemed. I can't even fucking cope with Accounting and here I am thinking about working in Google. Jokes. Laugh At Me.

Thursday, September 17, 2009

I FAIL ACCOUNTING.

Well, i guess accounting's not my thing. Really fucking hate it, fucking hate all the business shit. GPA 1.8 I am the champion. Maybe i'll just put myself in a mosh pit and die.