Wee Hr @ Shell Petrol Kiosk

[0030hrs] Geoff drives into shell kiosk for refuelling.
[0031hrs] Lifts the lever and starts filling. Also glancing at the owner wearing an ugly pair of white shorts fuelling his toyota wish. The middle aged man was yakking away on his cellfone.

[0031hrs 10 secs]
Geoff: Hey, do you mind cutting the line? It's pretty dangerous to be on a cellfone while refuelling. (Nice friendly tone)
White-Shorts Man: I will when I'm done with the call.

[0035hrs]-After the white-shorts man has made his payment and Geoff was still refuelling.
WSM: I guess you havent STUDY discovery channel. [Smug look with a faint smile]
Geoff: What? Discovery channel? How do you study it?
WSM: *silence*
Geoff: Watch or study?
WSM: Watch.
Geoff: Oh okay... What about it?
WSM: You never STUDY #$%#$%#$..(yes... STUDY again. he's a real mugger)
Geoff: *blinks*
WSM: If you are so scared, why donch u park further away? like behind..
Geoff: It's radiation.. it travels through the air. okay, let's not go there. can't u understand the simple sign on the wall? it says no cellfone.
WSM: I kennot....
Geoff: Well I guess you're just plain stupid.
WSM: [slams door and ignites engine] [engine stalls] [reignition] [drives off]

Mindless

1. Do the following WITHOUT complains
2. Choose 5 person to do this after you completed yours
3. Leave a tag on the person's tagboard to say he/she have been tagged.
4. Start your post with "I have been tagged!" then do this.

I HAVE BEEN TAGGED BY Evania

Currents
Current Mood: Indifferent.
Current Taste: Malt after-taste from a stout.
Current Clothes: Joe Boxers(only)
Current Desktop: Sisse Brimberg's contribution
Current Toenail Color: Clear(as always)
Current Time: 3:02am
Current Surroundings: 4 walls.. the one infront of me has a huge movie poster. and to my left, 2 wall shelves shouldering my books and CDs.
Current Annoyances: the "swoosh" sound from my aircon blower.
Current Thoughts: Will i get well totally so i can zouk tmr night? Is kavan gonna spin good tmr night? Will feel awkard with her presence tmr night? How do i pronounce Verdammt?

First
First Best Friends: Teck Haur and Junyu. Both from my K1 class.
First Crush: Tracy. When I was 10. we held hands once.
First Movie: Jurassic Park when i was 10! haha.. lotsa firsts for me when i was 10.
First Lie: First lie or first lay? LOL.
First Music: Electric Youth by Debbie Gibson. My sisters listened to it all day long.

Lasts
Last Cigarette: 10 Aug, around 3am.
Last Drink: 5mins. i finished my stout b4 atempting this.
Last Car Ride: 20mins ago. i drove out to get macs.
Last Crush: Elaina. hahaha.. damn. im too old to use the word crush.
Last Movie: Ant Bully. I brought my nephews to the movies.
Last Phone Call: Twas a blardy wrong number.
Last CD played: Blank & Jones(in my ride)
Last song played: I dunno

Have you ever
Have you ever dated one of your best friend: yeah. only once in my life. i still luv her.
Have you ever broken the law: Difference between criminals & I? They got caught! HAH!
Have you ever been arrested: Yeah
Have you ever skinny-dipped: Yeah
Have you ever been on TV: Yeah
Have you ever kissed someone you don't know: Yeah

5 things you are wearing: boxer shorts, nose, ears, eyes & hair
4 things you done today: cut my hair, chatted with a stranger, drank ribena, farted.
3 things you can hear right now: aircon blowing, nothing else. it's that silent.
1 thing u do when you're bored: think of who to ask out.

I am supposed to tag 5 people...
Zen, Pam Xu, Emily Ting, Muiz, & whoever wants to do this mindless thing. hah

*DinG DonG* I'm home!

just got back from the odac camp yday man. the pelepah falls trek was much more challenging than the one at jerangkang, with quite a number of near-vertical rock walls and multiple crossings of rivers and streams at waist-level by foot. however, the jerangkang falls were more magnificent. all in all, i had lotsa fun working with odacians and the spontaneous freshies.

spent most of the time thinking about my own issue while trekking up the mountain. came to a conclusion that i shall hold strong to my beliefs and stick to my principles. i shall never choose to condemn a friendship! Those few days felt damn foreign to me and I didn't like it. i was in the grey area. and now, i'm back! i'm home! feels good to have my thoughts straightened out. im sitting infront of my computer, in my home, on my roller-chair, in my study, feeling totally myself once again. only thing that has changed? i've grown a tad more tan.

and so... everything's good. maybe she felt stressed out by the a-little-more-than-normal attention i have given her. hahaha.. i didn't know what was wrong with me too. hmm... bleahzzz(my old time favourite word).

BrokeBack Mountains (JB Version)

3 Qs????

and they think they can decipher a scorpio with merely 3 questions. *scoffs* i'm way too complex to begin with. actually this test is rather accurate la, but the diagnosis on my love approach is so wong can. i'm not the slow and steady sort at all. i'm the lightning sort! i believe in love at first sight. well, my past relationships all happened that way and they've been great... of course there are farts along the way until the big shit comes... go do the test peeps. if ur bored like i am currently. it's just 3 Qs so it's not gonna be time-consuming. it's 0422hrs. let me go take a wee! well they dont call wee hours for nuffin'. l8rz!

Your Personality Is

Guardian (SJ) You are sensible, down to earth, and goal oriented.Bottom line, you are good at playing by the rules. You tend to be dominant - and you are a natural leader.You are interested in rules and order. Morals are important to you. A hard worker, you give your all at whatever you do.You're very serious, and people often tell you to lighten up. In love, you tend to take things carefully and slowly. At work, you are suited to almost any career - but you excel in leadership positions. With others, you tend to be polite and formal. As far as looks go, you are traditionally attractive. You take good care of yourself. On weekends, you tend to like to do organized activities. In fact, you often organize them!

The Three Question Personality Test

Celebration!! my 20th Blog Entry!!

aite.. i know this is uber sad. it's only my 20th entry after so long....

[currently waiting for hair to dry so that i can zonk]

and so, my most dreaded microecons paper is over and i am utterly perplexed. Gonna fizzle it byg tyme.... it's gonna be one more paper and i can sing a swan song!!

didnt stay at the expo too long after the paper cus that place ain't that endearing to me. brad, zhenqing, diana and i headed down to town to catch "Bench Warmers" @ lido. It's not a MUST-WATCH film cus it aint no blockbuster, but it's seriously a delight catalyst! my kinda show... btw, did anyone of you catch Zoolander? It's gonna be screened in singapore soon albeit being a decade-old flick. anyway, it felt really good to hang out in town man! yes, just call me a loser cus i am one. I haven't been hanging in town for no reason in eons fyi. i feel so disintegrated from the society. "gloom and doom" describes me best.

after the show, we were just roaming aimlessly around lido when diana suggested a cuppa at starbucks @ liat towers. eurghhhh... i'm not a coffee drinker so i settled for this mango flavoured tea which tasted awful. it's sour!!! so much for a recommendation from this young punk tending the cash register. so it was chillin' at the joint for slightly less than a tick of the hour hand b4 i left to meet GQ at lido macs. the initial plan was to club but his hen-pecked buddy(not me) had to succumb to unreasonable bids most, if not all, the girlfriends make. plan was foiled and we adjourned to tattoo bar at far east. the place really sucks man.. i didn't know why i thought it was cool back in secondary school days. maybe it's becus they allowed us to drink in school uni. LOL! oh well, they serve cheap beer tho'. the beer sucked cus i loathe tiger, company was great but time was ticking at an unduly sluggish pace. everything seemed so slow! i really didn't wanna waste my night in town just like that... the night was rather precious to me u know... remember my deprivation? i blatantly suggested zouk and GQ yes'ed moi without a second thought mun! i guess he was thinking he needed or deserved a better venue too... in less than a min, we were outta the gory bar.

so how was zouk? i think it's smashing man!! it was only GQ and I, and some drinks. the place was infiltrated with guys and loadsa meenas. but so? it's cool can! relate my claims to my deprived state for empathy. thinking zen might be there and so i msged her. turned out she was at the board game cafe. dammit.. i can't remember what it's called.. some cafe. fug... it's a sign. i might even forget what's zouk or mos in due time. someone help meeeee puh leaseeeee.... i dun wanna be reckoned as a PRC!!!!! or a suaku...(both in singaporean terms). anyway, it was damn long since i've seen her la. Miss Zen Imperial Law, if you're reading this, don't say ur bored of clubbing the next time i jio u ah.... btw, what's the name of the cafe again?

aite... my locks are almost dry now. and my lids are heavy.... i had a great night and i'm afraid to wake up to a new day. cus it'll be mugging again. but hey, i can see light at the end of the tunnel for now. it's a small dot though. blardy friggin' 8th June(last paper), i WILL conquer you dammit. Toodles peeps!

-Love Sought is Good... Unsought is Better.....-
W.S.

Cooling Down

Heya peeps.... Just finished my daily taekwondo practice and I am sitting under the fan in the study to cool down... Since I've got nothing to do, might as well do something constructive!! (erm.... blogging = constructive?)

Was out last night mugging with Mui, Joyce and Diana at Admiralty Macs till about 5am. Wasn't too productive for I only managed to "complete" one Micro Econs paper. Oh yeah! I bumped into Shermaine at the outlet. I guess most of you wouldn't know who Shermaine is. She was my randomly assigned Secret Pal during my Uni Freshmen Orientation Camp. We had to take this 45min romantic walk together only that everything was smashed due to the incompetency of the camp organisers. Afterall, how romantic can it get when you hafta wait 3hrs 45mins for your turn and when your turn finally comes, the two of you have mozzie bites all over your bodies and feeling the fatalistic need for slumber. It was almost 4am that time. SO ANYWAY, that's Shermaine for you. Diana and I left at somewhat close to 5am but Yangmui and Joyce stayed till dunno what time. I got home at around 5ish 6am and was feeling totally awake man. Guess what I did? I went to my fridge and fetched myself a Guinness, [Yeah... don't call me uncle cus I only drink stout, dark ales and Whiskey] downed it and felt tipsy man!!!! LOL..I guess there's a reason why we have milk or juices for breakfast. Alcohol seriously makes bad morning drinks. BUT then, I guess the Irish beg to differ.....[see Irish]

After a long night and a crazy morning to end my day, I still didn't hear the calling from my bed man. Decided to do QT[Quiet Time.... Christians would know this]. Den guess what??? My lids will normally grow heavy after 45mins of reading... but my eyes were glued to the bible for a full 4hrs!!! Shan't go into details what I have read and reflected upon. It was already 1000hrs and finally I succumbed and coerced myself to zonk. Woke up at close to 3pm and looked outta the window. Heard birds chirping and saw them flying low...... My predicament of a heavy downpour was a bona fide. Minutes later.... The sounds of barels rolling on the floors of the heaven echoed[see Thunder]. So I fetched my notebook and laze in bed till 5pm. I seem to be living a post-exam lifestyle innit?!! Shame on me.... oh well, fug it.

Aite! I'm good to go... Gonna hit the showers now! Damn... i'm famished... Need my break-lun-ner.

Nong Nong Ago....

And so, after being disconcerted with major hiatus for a "nong nong" time, I'm back!! (After god knows how long...)

Heya earthlings! I don't know if you guys still check out my blog but whatever it is, greetings to you all. It's really crazy.... I feel that exams are eternal man. They never seem to cease. Who on earth gets exams for 1 mth????? Ans? Yours truly... and many others from SIM as well. This really sucks.

My friends from other unis have long ago finished their papers and for your info, their results will be out by the time my exams conclude. I received countless of SMSes asking me to go out cus exams are over... At that time, my papers merely just started can. When I replied to those SMSes, my mates told me it was actually a mass msg for the loop. I felt super left out... I didn't feel very much like an earthling too. Alienation would be Karl Marx's explanation. Anyway, fug Marx.

My most recent paper was 2 weeks ago and the next would be exactly in a week's time. I am supposed to do some papers for my Micro Economics like an hr ago but I guess procrastination has got the better of moi againnnnn.... Daddy's gift is somewhere under the pile. I hope Sakira(domestic helper) didn't think it is some kinda treasure or mistook it for Dan Brown's "The Da Vinci's Code" and couriered it back to indonesia. You know, indos are a weird bunch.

I'm just rattling on and on... not having any constructive thoughts to finger down. Most of you will find this post scattered all over the place.

Gosh... I've got so many plans after my exams!! But the wait has been excruciating. Aite, I actually broke the Lent and went clubbing twice in the week a fortnight ago. It wasn't very optimal merriment cus of the heavy heart.

I'm just gonna jet.... and I don't think I'll be doing any work tonight. It is just so sickening. Leave me some tags. So I'll know if my blog is still being read.

Tchuss!

W.E.E.K.E.N.D.S

Howdie peeps?!! It's monday morning now.... let's get ready for another week. how were your weekends man?? Great?!! Movies? Club? Shopping? Wat else? If you asked me the same question, my reply to you would be it's the first time in my life that I didn't have weekends. How is that possible? Do I have some super hero power which can alter the chronological sequence? Fuck NO.... I had classes over MY "weekends".

Sat : 10am-5pm (Lecture 3.19; Micro Economics)
Sun : 10am-5pm (Lecture 2.08; Micro Economics)

Happening right???? Bet you guys never went to sch on a Sunday. FINALLY, I found another answer to my FAQ, "When was the last time you did something for the first time?"

Some pics to illustrate my day..... don't worry. They're tagged with captions.

Uber-Ultra-Boring lecture....

Uber-Ultra-Dry Notes

Water was running low(Ben's Nalgene)....

Running low on muchies(Wanqiu's dried pee-sai looking "food")

Moral was super low la. We (Diana, Ben, Shijia, Wanqiu and myself, except sharon) found no interest in listening to John Chard cus he was merely mumbling to himself all the damn time.

Seated on my left... Ben & Diana. Diana is prolly writing a suicidal letter to her boyfriend... Ben's posing for the shot. Check out his enlightened smile... Damn Brokeback....

Seated on my right... Wanqiu den Shijia den Sharon.Only Sharon's genuinely listening to John's bollocks.

Although all but Sharon were bored and restless, we didn't exactly slack away the precious time la. I had Ting(1) Xie(3)(Chinese spelling) together with Shijia. Chinese characters to stroke out were given by the rest of them. Shijia kicks arse in Ting Xie. I scored 3/10. The 3 marks I scored came from the following words, "Shou(3) Ti(2) Dian(4) Hua(4)"(cellphone), "Si(3) Ding(4) Liao(3)"(Sure Die)" and "Liu(2) Guan(4) Zhi(4)"(My own chinese name). Damn fucking pathetic. I dunno how am I going to cope with my chinese commentary at the Night Safari. Besides Ting(1) Xie(3), those friggin' buggers also did a Zuo(4) Wen(2)(Essay)!!! It was titled My Friend. Check it out... It's damn retarded.

I marked their group essay and scanned it onto my comp... Have a nice read.

Besides Ting Xie and Zuo Wen, Shijia and Wanqiu pressed their creativity buttons too. I think they are very artistically inclined man. Serious. No joke! See for yourselves....

Shijia's Self Portrait

Wanqiu's Made-Over Portrait

This is me?

Class ended soon after and we chilled out in school for a bit. Emptied all our coins into a cash-pool and bought all the titbits possible with our mutual funds.

~The end~

Taekwon-Do

You are reading this entry as an Anatomy of my previous blog post, on the mentioning of Taekwon-Do.

A decade ago, I gave up my passion for the above-mentioned martial art for the finer pleasures in life. For example, smoking in town, flicking stuff in retail outlets, loitering in town with my baggy school pants with mambo backpacks danggling at my arse, so on and so forth. Until recently, I have rekindled the flame for what I have abandoned some 10 years ago. The Taekwon-Do which I graduated with a 1st Degree(1 Dan) Black was from a school of International Taekwon-Do Federation or ITF in short. The picture below shows the founder of ITF.

General Choi, Hong Hi

November 9 1918 ~ June 15 2002

I picked up Taekwon-Do when I was a little kid and was very inclined towards ITF's teachings. However, there is another school of Taekwondo known as World Taekwondo Federation. Noticed the difference in spelling? ITF = Taekwon-Do and WTF = Taekwondo. If you think it's no big deal, you're friggin' wrong. ITF has been reckoned as the truest and most ancient form of TKD(I'll use TKD from now on, regardless of Taekwon-Do or Taekwondo). It teaches the orthordox breathing techniques, stances, execution of blows and philosophy whereas the counterpart emphasizes mostly on the speed of kicks. Hence, ITF is known as a form martial art and WTF a sport. What you see in Olympics is WTF and not ITF. The latter originated from North Korea. As political as Seoul vs PyongYang, ITF has not been able to garner support as a socialist country from the rest of the world. But still, we have 50million peeps who practise ITF. Besides the difference in spelling, the styles in fighting as well as the names of kicks and patterns are not congruent as well. Another apparent difference would be the Uniforms worn. ITF calls it Dobok and WTF calls it a Gi. Check out the pictures below.

International Taekwon-Do Federation

World Taekwondo Federation

My passion for TKD has been rekindled due to friends in my current life who hanker TKD. That triggered my fervor to train with them. I spoke to the instructor in Uni some months back, asking for permission to train with them. I do not want to go for WTF(known as STF in Singapore, just change the W for World to S for Singapore) grading, just physical training with the group. He gladly agreed initially. But upon hearing that I am from ITF, his facial expression wore an unwelcoming frown. He started criticising ITF and sang praises of WTF. Demanded that I bring my ITF cert to him in the soonest time possible so that he can convert me to WTF. What did I do? He was heard but not heeded, I bowed to him and took off.

This matter has been at the back of my mind over the past few months. I could understand where he is coming from, as in not allowing me to wear my ITF Dobok to train in his Dojang(training venue). I am very passionate and true to ITF that I cannot imagine giving it up for something which is at best, 2nd best. I spoke to countless people regarding this issue but no one seemed to be able to help. Until I spoke to my dad, the one I look upon the most. My parents are aware of my love for Taekwon-Do(note the spelling) but dad said, "Do What The Romans Do When You're In Rome". At that very instance, I made up my mind to convert my Taekwon-Do cert to whichever Gup(coloured belt level) WTF was gonna demote me to. They will not give me a 1-Dan just like that.

Just last night, Nixon msged me on msn because he saw how troubled my msn msg seemed. It was on this same issue. I told him of my decision to convert and he was appalled. Nixon practises martial arts too. He commented that anyone out there in the puglistic world will know that an ITF cert would be more valuable than WTF. With or without biasness, I had to agree with him on that. He suggested that I start off as a white belter in WTF and work my way up. Because I had no pressure in graduating from WTF and my main objective is to train with my mates, there wouldn't be an issue to start from scratch. And there, he made alot alot of sense! I borrowed his suggestion, further discussed it with muiz and then made it my conclusion. Hahaha!

With all due respect to WTF just like how I honour all other forms of martial arts, I didn't think I had the prerogative to enjoy concessions at all. As in, I know nothing about WTF and if I were to choose to convert my cert and they give me, let's say a Brown belt or a Black Tip, it won't be justified! I'll use ITF's art of fighting for survival in WTF and that is gonna be ultra obvious. Trust me, it's gonna be as obvious as Simon Cowell's "Onions on Strawberry Ice Cream"! That's being unfair to WTF as well. I'll start from scratch at 10th Gup(white belt), work my way up and try to get my 1-Dan(1st Degree Black) if I'm diligent enough. But that's gonna take a possible minimum of 2 years. And in any case I drop out half way, I still retain my ITF Cert!!! I'll fight ITF in ITF, and WTF in WTF. I hold my principles and values strong. Why didn't I think of it before??? It's like super simple can.... but I guess my obstinance myope'd me.

I AM A HAPPY MAN NOW!

It's now almost 3am. Looks like I gotta split. Gonna be in school at 10am to mug with some buddies. Mugged till about 530pm, going to meet the TKD Sir to sign up as a fresh entrant into WTF/STF. Order my Gi thru him and jet off to work!

For those of you who read this entry and didn't quite understand why I had to be such a tough nut? Lemme put it to ya'll in the following ways.

To guys: if you drove a Toyota right from the beginning, you wouldn't wanna change your ride to a Honda(although I must agree dis a better car) innit?

To ladies: If you have followed and owned a collection of Hermes bags, you wouldn't wanna buy Louis Vuitton would you?!!!!!

Thank you. I rest my case.

I was Tagged!

Zen tagged me on her blog with this silly questionnaire. Apparently, nothing happens if you don't re-do this "survey". And since I'm bored right now, I figured that this is the most happening thing to do at 1.25am!!! I'm not party-pooper.....

What were you doing ten years ago?

Practising my Taekwon-Do(I'm gonna blog about this). Skipping classes with Teck Haur, my best dude since kindergarten, and loitering in town. Smoking fags at public car parks. Finding the best anti-acne facial wash. Speculating when I'm gonna lose my chastity. Showing off my white colour memo-jazz. The list can go on and on.....

Five Songs Which You Know All The Lyrics Right Off Your Head Now

Michael Jackson - You Are Not Alone
Aerosmith - I Don't Wanna Miss A Thing
Michael Buble - Home
Moffats - I Miss You Like Crazy(hahahhahaha.... im serious!)
MLTR - 25 Minutes

Things You Would Do If You Were A Millionaire

Donate a partial amount to charity and to church. Get a carton of Cordon Blue. A carton of Inniskilins. Buy property. Invest.

Five Things You Like Doing

Tennis, Fishing, Clubbing, Changing hairstyles, Eating.

Five Things You Will Never Wear, Buy Or Get New Again?

Fubu Jeans, Alien Workshop Jeans, Cross-Colour Jeans, Fake tag Heuer, House-Pour Rum.

Five Favourite Toys/Things

My Notebook, Honda Civic, ITF Cert(check the post after this), Collection of Cartier fragrances, Zippo Lighter from her.

You're IT!

Sze
Muiz
Pamela Xu
Bernard

Sian Zi Pua ( moitié alésée in French)

All the finer things life have to come to a provisional halt. The time to mug at full throttle has come. To all of you who are wasting life with education, may the force be with you. If some economists happen to be reading this entry, I'm sure they are gonna veto my latest statement.

"The Best Investment In Life Is To Begot A College Degree..."

It's a gloomy monday...

Even the bitch felt it...

Dressed in my Beer Chang T-Top

With my locks tied up....

I marched towards my battlefield

Recce'd area on my right....

Then my left....

Cheong ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh........(Means to Charge towards enemy in Hokkien)

What I Was...... What Were You??

Your past life diagnosis:
I don't know how you feel about it, but you were male in your last earthly incarnation.You were born somewhere in the territory of modern Ontario around the year 950.Your profession was that of a entertainer, musician, poet or temple-dancer.

Your brief psychological profile in your past life:
You always liked to travel and to investigate. You could have been a detective or a spy.

The lesson that your last past life brought to your present incarnation:

You should develop self-love and ability to implant hope into hearts of people. Ambition is not everything. True wealth is buried in your soul.

Do you remember now?


Well, although the religion does not permit me to believe in after-lives, I'm just doing this for fun. I was a blardy ang-moh last time according to this diagnosis. So what were you?? check it out @ http://www.thebigview.com/pastlife/

Day Trip to Jiu Hu!! (Johor Bahru)

Some pics for ya'll to see....

Lestat deSpike aka Brad aka Richard

We want to break free!!!!!!! (Me + Brad + Ben)

GQ Stance(Gentlemen Quaterl)

Zhengqing + Diana + Ben + Brad + Me

Me sucking on a hugeeee bong?!

Silat Master assassinating some kampung Princess

Suck first... then blow

When's my turn?

Easy Ben... Easy.. You're fucking ypur lungs up...

The photographer's stoned... Who took this pic?

Trippin' all.... Dammit, I gotta drive.

Covert Observation Expedition.. Some sort of a voyeur project

Look at the picture on the right. With neon lightings and hand-painted movie bilboards, which cinema would you reckon it is????!

Behold.... YangTze Cinema!

I've heard so much about this place but I've never been there. How sad... Visited Xiaxue's blog recently and read that she checked out that place. That got me excited because YangTze has been this place I've really wanted to check out! As I perused the bottom part that particular blog entry, she mentioned that they are gonna tear down YangTze soon. Without any ado at all, I immediately msged Zen on msn and jio'ed her to go for a "juicy" movie at YangTze. Being the wacky person she's always been, she didn't even take a second to say yes. That's what I call spontaneity!!

The reason for wanting to watch a movie at YangTze was to execute the title of this particular blog entry.... a voyeur project!! Well, maybe to catch some glimpses of the porno movie that the trailer guy splash on the screen la but priority is still on the ah peks... Eh wait, I didn't mention anything on the ah peks yet so I cannot use the word STILL. I've heard that those ah peks jerk off in public while watching the movie. How blatant is that!?!?! But then again, nothing so bad about it cus there's this PRC guy who was wanking away in the library at school some weeks ago.... Anyway, fuck the PRC guy. I think the singaporean ah peks are much more happening. Plans for my debut R21 movie was made. As in, first R21 movie watched in a public cinema.

And so, the exercise was carried out:
Date: 20 Mar 2006
Strength: Bessy, Sheryl, Zen and myself.
E.T.A: 19oohrs(Gather)
Venue: Outram MRT(Gather)

Zen was supposed to meet the other 2 at 6ish pm but she was late. So I meet up with them first and proceeded to the cinema. All of us knew where YangTze is located but we didn't know how to get there! I, being the only guy, checked with this security guard on the directions to get there. He told me in mandarin, "You walk out, turn left, walk straight and keep an eye on the left. There is this small dark entrance. Walk throught the entrance and take the lift up to the 4th level." Basket, he was sorta smiling to me as he said that. Either he is super service-oriented or he is mocking me. Anyway, we followed his instructions and got there in a swift. Was looking at the different movie titles and had a minor debate on which one to watch. Zen didn't have a say cus she was late. I wanted to watch BOSU, this philipino film which had lotsa lotsa kinky screen shots on the poster but Sheryl said she didn't want to cus she can't read the chinese subtitles quick enough. I didn't really care about the subtitles cus this kinda shows normally put their msgs across through the use of body language wad. So there goes my BOSU. We bought 4 tickets to FreezeMe(Jap crap porn). Immediately after grabbing the golden tickets from the ticketing aunty, Zen called to say she's here and didn't know how to get up. I repeated the exact set instructions given to me by that GEMs-Award-Security-Guard, only that it was in English this time round. Zen appeared in less than 2mins in denim shorts and denmin jacket. All of us were like damn excited.

We entered the theatre at 7:33pm and the show had already started. I still thought there might be this 15min lag due to airtime dedicated to commercials but trust me, there's no point airing commercials at YangTze. You won't reach out to the mass market cus the patrons are a pretty niche market. They only want tits and more tits, they don't want food and parfum propaganda.
Anyway, that place was exactly the way it had been described. Velvet seats, single patrons and there's this super weird odour!! I cannot explain the smell, just go check it out by yourselves, not a splendor really. As we progressed into the show, Zen was yawning and started kicking the back of seats rowed up infront of her. She was boredddddd.... I found it boring too. There wasnt much hot sex going on. It's just soft porn. She commented it was time wasting. If only we watched BOSU, I'm so sure it wont be a let down.

After 1hr ish, I looked at my watch thinking what time the show was gonna end. Nothing interesting happened too. Then finallyyyyyyyyy, the hotest sex scene was splashed towards the end of the movie. I sensed something for sure something was gonna happen. I looked around and found 2 guys jerking off! I could hear the sounds la... So I turned and got super duper excited. I informed Zen and she was elated I think. After those ah peks were done, they just walked outta the theatre even before the credits came on. Sigh... These people rock, they clearly know what they want....... Aite, I'm bored blogging edi.

Night ended with supper(for me) or dinner(for them) at Smith Street. Didn't send anyone home cus I was pretty super shagged out. I woke up at 7ish am on 2 consecutive mornings. Am having bloodshot eyes. ~out

P/S I think BOSU is pretty new, gonna be screened for at least another week. Anyone????!! Tee hee

Doldrums summoning.....

Lessons have officially ceased cus the blardy syllabus actually concluded with me still being green to most of the elements. I have been sparring with Carol over the matter of If-Only-We-Had-Been-Consistent-With-Work-Throughout-The Semester-Then-We-Wouldn't-Be-So-Screwed. I just can't seem to fend for myself and it's perpetuous succumbing to the archfiend. Exams are like close to 2 months away. It's a harbinger for red alert. I'm sure most of you who are reading this aren't from SIM-UOL and you won't fully understand the anxiety.

I am supposed to be revising for my papers. But what am I doing now? I'm studying!!! Aite, to dabble the truth, studying is good. ONLY when you have no deadlines to meet for exams. Studying is bad-bad when you're suppposed to be reivising. At this point in time, the least important things to do in life suddenly become the mosttttt vital hustles & bustles that require immediate attention!!! For example, practising the guitar, piano, polishing the bowling ball, flip thru old cd collection, sorting out out-dated magazines and the list goes on. I believe I'm not the only person who is facing this false impression. That makes me feel a tad bad(as in the good bad). Tee hee...

It's FRIDAY today and I'm like at home now. Super sianz can. It's been alot of staying at home for me since I don't have to go for classes these days. Besides work of course. Used to complain about not having enuff time to hibernate at home and spend quality time with/for myself. Now, I finally get what I used to be craving for. Bleahz...

Went Phuture with Zen & gang, Pat & beau, Jowee on wednesday night. Bumped into pammie and few others too....Jowee was elated that he just saw his gf who works as cabin crew off at the airport. It was then he buzzed me and raced down to meet me at Phuture. Queue was then....

Aite peeps.........Sorwee! This is gonna be a half-baked entry..... Alan just gave me a shout and I'm outta my super warm fabric-upholstered work chair. It's now Friday, 10th March 8.09pm and I'll be on my way to NYDC, HMV. If you're reading this now and you have no plans and don't wanna rot at home. Go and look for me there...!!!! I so need to talk cock...U have my number? Buzz or beep yeah.....

Truss.......

Boring Sat Evening...

Zen: Cannnn... here it is. Btw, your blog is super happening... heh. I hit on your blog alot..
GQ: Here I am...*plucking mushrooms* =P

Eh guys... If you ever go to a club and wondered where are all the peeps? The answer is Ministry of Sound!! How did I arrive at this conclusion you may ask? I actually did a survey over Fri and Sat evening....

Friday: After sending Serena home from celebrating her FIRST job as a fresh grad, my buddy Jowee rang me up and reported on his alcohol urge. After serenading me with all the "favours" he's done for me in the past, he proposed that I should reciprocrate by offering my companionship for the evening. And so, it was off to Mdm wong...... Our usual haunt in the past. I last visited Mdm Wong in Sep 2005. It was still alright at that point in time man..... This time around, when I entered the venue at 1215am... I literally felt the chill and almost sneezed when I pulled open the doors and stepped in. The aircon is friggin' cold!!! What's the implication? The infamous term "Friday Crowd" would be an overstatement..... Super sad. My dude told me that stretch of bars along Thawu, No. 5 and Cheeky Monkeys all folded due to the impactful entry of MOS. Soooo after downing a couple pints of ale, we took off and ended up in MOS. No queue or what-so- ever over there @ 1am. But when we entered, our moods took for a change instantly man... Loadsa peeps and lllllllllllladies... *umphh* Because MOS is so friggin' huge, it didnt seem packed albeit the "Friday Crowd". I liked it there....I actually like crowds? But I kinda deny that when asked by peeps.... Not that I dislike crowds, I enjoy being in it and people watch but I hate sweaty people standing close to moi. Especially at the dance floor... The girls will dance amidst the crowd of preying dudes, get so warm and perspire. Then their hair will stick onto their faces. So nope. being WET in this context turns me super off. Tee hee....Anyway, whatever happened at MOS stays at MOS. It's history anyway, no point raking.

Saturday(Today): My colleague called me up and asked if I could go to work as an extra due to shortage of manpower. Hell noooo man... It's daddy's birthday today! Things are getting from bad to worse at work anyway. Don't think I'll be taking more duties apart from what I've already been rostered. Fug them. Anyway, I checked my phone at 1030pm and saw some msgs. One of which was sent by dude-Jowee at 7ish pm. A decree to meet up with the rest of the guys at night. Buzzed him @ 11pm and he said he's already on his way to Dbl O to meet Mel and Jason(a cheehong lawyer). I had a really hefty dinner and too much dessert, needed some drinks to wash my food down my oesophagus. SOooo in the shortest time ever possible, I glided into my shirt, pulled up my jeans and slipped into my converse and hopped into my ride. Raced to the petrol station and topped up cus my tank was so dry that I reckon my car would'nt make it to the few traffic lights away from the kiosk. Reached UE Square carpark 20mins later and joined those worms in DBl O. I tell you, DBL O is like a mini Pulau Tekong infiltrated with all the toilet brushes(botak-heads) with a wonderful concoction blended with the ingenious crowd who goes for their weekly friday prayers in the building with a uber huge onion. So what do you do when you enter a place full of toilet-brushes and onions??? For me, I just grab my loved ones and leave. I dunno about you guys though. Reactions are subjective wad. Mel suggested to go to Devil's Bar cause we can all get in for free. His classmate from RI/RJ happens to be the young boss of that gory club. We ended up there. Let me tell you... Most of the cool and good looking crowd patronise cool clubs like MOS, Zouk, Phuture, Velvet etc. So where do all the uncool people end up? Seriously, I think all of them congregate at Devil's bar... Okay, for those of you who are big fans of Chinablack, I should'nt be mean and leave it out. It is afterall one of the bigger clubs in singapore. Besides Devil's Bar, there's Chinablack too! *burps* Really, Devil's Bar is really not worth mentioning.. I can't go on. You might say, prolly it's one of the bad nights at Devil's Bar. Yeah, MAYBE. But I'm so not going back there la. Full Stop.

Others: Club MoMo stinks literally and perceptionally. I've mentioned it in one of my entries b4 innit? Zouk/Phuture, Here I come!!! Zen, don't forget wed aite? Pat confirmed it edi. Don't play party pooper. Haha... I havent stepped in Zouk since my last visit in.... I cannot remember. It was Juice Magazine's birthday bash that I last set foot in Zouk. MOS was not available yet. But in my opinion, nothing can go really wrong with Zouk/Phuture. I hope the perception stays that way even after this coming wed.

Conclusion: I think if I ever think clubbing, I think MOS man. I proclaim now... *Drum rolls* The winner is Ministry of Sound!! I welcome any comments that veto this. Or I might even entering gay bars like Taboo or Happy which spin good music and offer reasonably priced ales!!! Hmmm.. On second thoughts, I don't think so. No girls there... hahaha... My dude Spryuct spins at Taboo. He spins good. But there must be a reason why I never visited that place after my debut trip. I frequently patronised Gotham durig the time when he was there though. So besides good music and cheap drinks, there must be no gays too! Just think.... Male Cock Teasers... Wah laozzz...

Michael, If you're reading this(I seriously doubt so), heartiest congrats to you man. You've got thriving business and I hope it'll stay that way. Michael's my friend from an external network who is one of the co-owners of MOS. And Happy 1st Birthday to your daughter too!

I'm talking gibberish edi... Almost 5am on my clock now and think I had better go crash. Catcha soon ya'll!!!

My very own leica!

Buerne:
2.16am on my clock now and my eyelids are still damn light! My nocturnality is getting from bad to worse. Just got home not too long ago from the Saturday Night Sprint at Pasir Gudang's Race track. Went with sanerz... Damn, those cars are fast!!! Long-live Honda VTEC! Love the VTEC roar/scream/grunt... Hee.. I love my old trusty honda too. Shall post some pics of the rides in my next extry... Only if sanerz sends me the snapshots soon enough. We took those pics using her chique-pink-razr.

Talking about taking pictures... I was chatting with Huisi earlier in the afternoon. Posting questions to the guru on cameras and different genre of photo-styles. Topics discussed were lomo, lc-a, so on and so forth. Things got abit heated up for me and I thought I'd consider getting my own vintage camera. Just when I was contemplating, I suddenly remembered playing with one of my dad's cameras when I was a kid!! Thought it looked rather professional and super duper ancient. Then,I breathed in really hard and smelt something, my nose lured me into my dad's bedroom, into his wardrobe... I looked up and ..*drum rolls* ...TADA!!!! Behold, Yashica Electro 35 GSN!! Delight!!!! Just after I found the piece of treasure, I heard the gates at the car porch open. My dad came home. I ran downstairs out into the car porch to receive daddy like a small boy and asked if I could have the camera. Tee hee... And so, another present from James to Geoffrey. =P My old man told me he bought that camera in 1977 in Japan! Coooooool.. so I've got 2 pieces of antiques now. My car and my cam.[Both Japanese makes] Hah!

However, the casing was terribly moudly and the camera had some mould-stains on it too. [Check out the fotos attached above] Spent a good 30min ridding the mould off the leather case and then conditioning it with some gooey stuff for leather. Looks good now though... Next, gonna bring MY new toy to the shop for revival!!! Gonna "perfect"[bigggg word] my photography skills with my leica and post the pictures up to induce admiration. hahaha.. aite Huisi, if you reading this, don't roll your eyeballs. Give me some time. I'll get your "bible" soon from Kino. But first, gotta send my electro to the shop sooner. I'm like friggin' excited over the new-old-camera in my possession now. haha ... With my intention to keep my locks long, I think I'm gonna look like those pauperish sloppy photographers out on the streets who cannot even afford paddle pop...! Okay, I'm side tracking again....

As soon as my cam is in good working condition, I'll snap pics and post them up here. Be it bad or good shots... I'll post them. But I figured out the initial pics are gonna turn out like shit. It'll be a good way for my blog readers to keep track on my photo-taking improvements though. =))))) Gotta jet for now!

Stay tuned.... Yashica Electro 35 GSN is coming alive!!!

[Riddle: Where does a cat go when it loses it's tail??]

Scoffer:
Did your dad question you on how managed to find his camera? You were running through his things without his permission you brat. Anyway, congratulations on your new toy. Let's take a photo together one day alright??!!! [Combs hair, adjusts collar]

[Attempts @ the riddle: let's see.. hmm.... the retail shop???]

A Note to take note...

Scoffer:
Buerne read an article from... somewhere online... over the last few days and has been feeling rather distraught with dubiety over what he had perused. And since that bugger still ain't feeling very easy about spilling his thoughts, let me do it on his behalf. And so, he read:

"Mind your thoughts, they become your words....

Mind your words, they become your actions....

Mind your actions, they become your habits....

Mind your habits, they become your character

Mind your character, it'll be your destiny......."

-extracted from a futile online article-

Share something... anyone?

ps Happy Valentine's Day ya'll....

T.G.I.F!!!

Buerne:
From the pics, you would have guessed that these were the places I've been on a beautiful Friday evening. Gonna keep this pretty brief as I'm kinda shagged OUT by now.. it reads 4.56am on my clock.(This time cannot be wrong cause I've synchronised my notebook's clock to some world time server).

My evening kinda started when I got off work at the Night Safari @ 1015pm SHARP! Trotted hurriedly to my car and deployed Operation Superman(Change into my club gear in my mojo vehicle). Cruised all the way to Bt. Timah to top up my cash card-Don't ask me why Bt. Timah particularly- and then moved on to Club Momo.

It was my debut trip to Club Momo. Nothing much to comment about that place. It sucks in my opinion. And I'm a friggin' opinionated lad.

Barely stayed in Momo for a complete cycle of the hour-hand and it was off to Ministry of Sound Singapore. Munnnn... that place is cool man. Serious. In my opinion that is. But how bad can a place turn out after spending SGD12.8m on renovation works? (I think I got the figure right.. correct me anyone?) My dude Shayne(Club Guru) gave me a complete tour of MOS. I felt like some sorta tourist man. He showed me all the different avenues of the club.

And then...? NO MORE AND THEN! [Extracted from Dude, Where's My Car?]

I'm tired peeps. Gotta jet and hit the sack. My eyelids are touching my nose now.....

~out~

Scoffer:

Don't post half-baked entries will ya?! Lemme finish it for you. You didnt spend too much time in MOS because you promised to pick Jun up from her friend's place at 230am. But you friggin' left MOS at 245am and reached Yio Chu Kang only at 310am. I hate people who are late. Late-comers stink. Luckily she was magnanimous enough to forgive. Aite you bugger, no one can fall asleep sooner than you can. I gotta turn in too... Laterz!

PS: *Scoffs*

Falsified Fidelity???

Buerne:
And so, I got outta bed at 9am in the morning. Washed up, got dressed, picked up the package and drove over to her place. Well, she didnt exactly tell me where her crib is, I just managed to find out by myself. Don't ask me how. (FYI, I'm not her stalker who followed her all the way home.)

Anyway, I cruised at a horrendously sluggish speed(the word speed is incompetently used in this context) for I was feeling terribly apprehensive about what I was about to do. Was trying to dissuade myself utterly hard into committing a "felony". What operandi was I gonna execute??? [Slot the parcel into her mailbox] I mean it's just a simple easy gesture, ONLY IF she's aware that I know of her living quarters. I really don't want to appear #$%#$%... oh well...

I just didn't know how else to give it to her. I'm so friggin' fugged. .

Was I wrong to do that?

*coughs* *sneezes*


Scoffer:
Hey pronto! U r so right mun.... I fink u're fugged big time! HAH! I can smell watcha finkin' dude... U fink u did the right thang dincha? Din fink u'd do sumfing which u'd fink wud be bad dawg... *Sco-ughs-coughs-coughs-coughs* Damn..

This one goes out to Sam...

Buerne:
Dear Sam, greetings from the far east. First of all, thanks for visiting my humble domain and also, typing out your thoughts in the comment section. I was pretty astonished when I found out there's actually someone out there from the otherside of the globe reading my blog when it's been up briefly. What you commented is undoubtedly true... and prolly, bloggin' may just render the notion of being "The Chicken Soup For the Soul"? =P This stuff ain't new but is subjected as a novelty to me. Just hope that this vogue wouldn't impair so quickly... Laterz!

p/s Scoffer, I think it's fun being you.

Scoffer:
You jolly well know what's a blog for innit? It's just that you're not comfortable about letting your inner thoughts be known to the rest of your community! Well anyway, I would't be around if not for your sitgmatized taint. *scoffs* Facade, guise, masquerade etcetera etcetera etcetera.. are often the looks of life. That's what we reckon, but how often do we SEE people? As in seeing and not just looking... Do we HEAR people talking or do we LISTEN? I guess it is a lad's prerogative to take sides on whether the talking person is worth the stuff-u've-got-to-offer. Don't tell me not to judge cus everyone judges. ~out

p/s: Buerne, it's fun being me! Is it fun being you?

the Opening.....

Buerne:
Aite fine... Here I am, under the influence of all the other interesting blogs which I've came across, being enticed to succumb to the ownership of a BLOG! For all you peeps out there who already know that Buerne who indeed boycotts the idea of Web Logging, things might just take on for a change. A blog's cool and fun!!! Cool dudes and dudettes own one... and since I'm cool, I really couldn't find a pseudo-acumen to justify any non-proprietary claims! Tee hee... I'm just gonna go figure out how I'm gonna attach music to, BEHOLD......Another Blog! *Scoffs*

Scoffer(Buerne's Inner-Monologue):
Oh C'mon Buerne, you know it's sissified to blog! Nothing macho about it... So quit being a wuss! *scoffs* Hit me back,truly yours....