Vivocity is "Big"

"wah the place damn big la... I walk until the end liao then suddenly see another part. So many parts cannot even walk finish..." <- this is the comments my friend gave me before I go to Vivocity. I was rather skeptical about the place. "How big can a shopping center be... Bigger then Suntac? Bigger then marina?" Today, I finally walked into the doors of vivocity. First thing I must say, the place freaking long man... and like inside one giant octopus like that... many long long arms. I dunno its the place big or the place confusing, me and my friend kept getting lost. "where is all the food? where is bens & jerry? where is the cinema?" Those are the questions we asked each other most of the time. But one thing I must say, that place has all the shops i can think of under one roof. Topshop, zara, tangs, toys 'r' us, giant, marketplace, mache, nike, adidas, forever21, challenger.... And to top it all off, there is a open air floor which people can enjoy the view for free. Free de ofcause i have to go see.

If one is gonna ask me about that place, I would say that its a fine place to go, one stop stopping paradise that caters to all your needs. But that is if you don mind the travelling and the crowd.

As the IMF just passed, places around marina suntac have all gone through major revamp. If you are the kind of person that prefers the finer side of life, and that you would like to sit back, relax, and let time pass you by, pan pacific hotel lobby is a rather good place I must say. Just imagine, "once your ass touches the sofa, you feel like you are sinking inside a soft quick sand. then lean back rest your head, and pull up ur leg in that usual "4" position, music playing at the stage, nice lightning, pretty waiteress(with the exception of some lao goh wearing the chomsum then can see the bulging tires.)" not too bad right? The place also serves all kinds of drinks and has complimentry nuts. Me order this blue cocktail, while the pretty girl beside me order the yellow one. Forgotten what their names are.

The point is, things that look nice, taste nice, comes in a nice package, usually cost a bomb. Yes they do...

freedom never taste any sweeter

Staring at blank space without having to pull urself back to reality is actually quite sieok. Sleeping until ur eyes refuse to shut rocks too. I guess this is the feeling one get when suddenly all options of how to spend the day turn green. But the thing is that, this type of life style is not gonna last very long. 3 weeks at the most. Early jan my feet will be touching the cold grounds of Shanghai, and its gonna be my home for the next six month. The reality is starting to set in, along with the pain of the vacinations I took, the long bus trips I have endured to get the paperwork done. I guess no one is gonna feel comfortable about uncertainty, including me. I guess I just have to embrace this experience with an open heart, be it good or bad.

On my way to taking x-ray at the medical center, I was rather shock when one lady was asked to get off the bus when she had no coins. She enter the bus and tried to tap her card. But suay suay the card no money and the stupid machine produce that loud beep causing everyone's attention to be shifted on the lady. Then she proceed to the nearest seat and try to find coins. This type of situation if you are the driver you should close one eye mah. The lady also not purposely trying to smoke her way through. But then the driver stop at the next bus stop, came out of his driver seat, and personally ask the lady to get off. What an assholic man.

BBQ: grill, iron framework for cooking an animal whole; (outdoor) social occasion at which meat cooked over a charcoal fire is eaten. My friends and I add one too. But our bbq is the same as the latter defination. The venue was at my hostel. Almost all food you place on the fire, they will surely turn out nice. That is if its not burned. Some good example include steak, prawns, sotong, and not forgetting the usual chicken wings. After everything go inside the stomach then wack the alcohol gao gao. sieok.

During weekdays, there are not many night spots around. Most of the time me and my friend will drive around aimlessly looking for edible stuffs to eat during the wee hours of the nite. Usually we ended up eating plata and more plata. But if anyone with car and going to eat at nus cheese plata shop, you might want to try driving at the bends near kent ridge park. It can give you a rather good experience of driving on the roads in initial d. After you reach the top of the park, still can feast your eyes on the view. Not too bad I must say.

One is happiest when one is doing the things he/she likes. But most of the time is spent trying to get to that stage and the process is a long and shitty one. Well i guess thats life. Some people no need to try already there, some people try whole life but never reach there. I am still in the process. All those people who are also in the process, one sentence - "Sometimes things happen that are just out of your control."

Suddenly... it all ended.

I remember clearly as it was yesterday. My first paper of this sem. I din feel good at all. I just don't have the mood to keep tat ass of mine glued to the chair and let my eyes feast on the notes. Instead, the free time was wasted on staring at the notes, editing pictures, playing games, watching shows, mixxing coffee with chocolate syrup, chatting about nothing with my friends.... bla bla bla.

the second paper came and went without warning. And it rung the emergency button in my brain. Dunno whether its me or the exams. The damn papers are freaking hard... Hard beyond imagination. It was difficult to a point that its almost amusing to be sitting for the paper. Forcing my self to study, my morale began to drop and drop... until it almost kissed the floor. I remembered it was the 2 days before the last paper. Almost all the friends that I knew were playing and enjoying their holidays. At this point of time, my sec school friend messaged me. "Hey check this out." then he paste me this link. "study hard and maybe you have a chance to appear inside." After watching the video, fond memories of the past seemed to broke through the dam in my brain. I remembered my first day of school in SJI. I was so freaking proud that my school as a track. I was so proud of the many things my school has, a gym, auditorium, street soccer court, a huge hall with gallery level...etc. But one thing my sec school do not have, is a basket ball court. Until now I still don't know the reason. I remembered last time when we eat at the canteen and that if one person drop his tray of food, the whole canteen would give him a standing ovation. I remembered there was one day when we were told to place the bird's egg into a beaker of acid and the shell of the egg will turn into a membrane. The whole egg was like a rubber ball, bouncing on the ground. I din belive it won break, until I threw mine as hard as I could... on the celing of the corridor outside my classroom. lol. Luckily no one saw. There was yet another time, I kicked a bottle and it flew straight into the face of the founder of the school. Iiterally. Its was the portrait of the founder that I broke. Me and my friends were so afraid. We shut the doors and tried to pull out the broken glass, and place it back. We thought the teacher won notice. However one loose glass managed to get it's way to my finger and blood oozed out non stop. "Don't worry, I got the keys to the scouts room and I can get some bandage." Not long later I found my finger wrapped up like an onion. but blood still dripped like a loose tap. I was ordered to wait outside the teacher room for my punishment, holding the broken picture with my bleeding hands. The teacher looked at me, probably felt sorry for my hands, asked me to replace the glass by the next day and he will take it as nothing has happen. I still remembered we got into hell lots of trouble for secretly throwing a old javelin. lol. But thats a story for another day.

Time has passed... so quickly that it leaves us no time to feel regretful for the wrong things we have done. We just have to make do with all the things we have and make the best out of it. That was why I was able to pulled thr my last paper without gaming. And yes, exams are finally over. It time to relac and do the things we have always wanting to do. That includes driving to 3 macdonals at 2 30 am trying to buy 2 ice-cream cones. lol. It was because the first 2 mac restaurant were washing the machine. I have started to plan how to spend my one month of holiday before leaving for china for internship. Till then I shall be posting more of interesting things that I have done. ^___^

war has started....

and so it does... by now, I guess most of the students would have taken at least one paper already. This year, due to the increase in the amount of students, there is an additional exam timing which is at 5pm. This is an expected outcome of a small head trying to wear a big hat. More students in the school would mean more people at canteen, more people taking bus, more people going to the library. And although there are so many "more", other factors of production stays the same. Yes I am refering to the same number of stalls in the canteen, same number of busses going around the school, and that library sitting sluggishly on top of the canteen. Even the uncle selling chicken at the market know that if there is an increase in the people, he would have to get more chicken and more importantly, expand his little puny stall and hire more people so as to cater to the influx of customer. But apparently not all people know this simple theory... sadly.

Taking exams is like going to war. Why is that so? Going to war there will be many soldier, there are weapons and usually the weapons do not give the owner enough confidence at all. However, a handful of the soldier will be flying planes and driving tanks. They are like the scholars in the school, who deal maximum damage but using minimum effort. Although we studied the enemies' pass year method of attacking, they never fail to amaze us with new tactic every year. That is the reason why soldiers hate about going to war. Either alot of people died and win the war and the result is enjoyed by the elite people. Or alot of people died and lost the war. Either way, the fact is that alot of people died..... every single day, blood are spilled and cries can be heard. In the morning 9 to 12, afternoon 2 to 5 and the last attack before sunset which is at 5. Some unlucky people will have cock up schedules which they have to fight 3 times a day. or 1 time everyday for 3 days. Tiring sia...

Taking about preparation, some people choose to go the library and polish their weapon and load the magazine together with other soldiers. Some prefer to go home and spend time with their loved ones, while some other prefer to stay in the bunk in the camp and go practise with their friends. One good practise spot I would recommend is mac at king elbert park. Sitting at a secluded place along bukit timah road, there are usually not many people in the evening. However, in the afternoon, waves of students will be poured into the restaurant after school. This is due to the concentration of schools along the road. So the best time for us soldiers to go polish our gun is around 8+ pm, just after dinner. The people there don usually care if you go cold storage and get urself one big drumbstick or 1 big box of sushi and eat it in the restaurant.

Usually at the times of war, people will yearn for preceful life, and the little joys that comes with it. Well this is life I must say, when in a situation that one cannot change, one tend to think of the good things and hope that it will make the process more endurable. However, there are some exceptions where one actually liked the war. But those are rare. Anyway, I have a simple advice for all the soldiers taking the war. "Do keep that bandage which you like best in the left pocket of your uniform. For in times of need, they are the ones that will save ur life."

Why is everyone mugging their asses off?

Why sia? Come to think of it, if the whole ntu just don study and anyhow do the exam papers, what will happen? The lecturer cannot possibly fail everyone. If not next year ntu rating sure go down. Moreover if really fail all, next sem will have double size lecture, double size tutorial and its gonna be chaos... its a win-win situation right? everyone no need study, lecturer no need mark, and everyone is happy.

But why until now there isn't such case yet? This is due to a group of people whom they think they are smarter than others, they put in effort, and therefore they should get higher marks. They are those people who say that they never study, "this time sure die already". But away from the eyes of yours, they are mugging their asses off... They are those whom you ask them a question they smile at you with a dumb look and said," oh man... I really don't know the answer. I haven study the subject yet." But actually up there inside their brain is already working out the answers. They are the people that tell you," relax don't worry... everything is gonna be alright. There's still time." when you are starting to panic. Yes life's a bitch sometime when there are such people walking on the face of the earth.

However, on the brighter side of things, I am glad to have friends that would lend me a shoulder when I am in need.... in need of answer for my astro quiz. Due to the overwhelming number of students taking the subject, the teacher has taken the pain to produce 4 sets of papers with different questions. Even some questions are similiar but the sly teacher has jumbled up the answer order... (wat an ass) As a result, sitting together with friends also cannot copy. Looking down at the paper, I realized that most of the questions I do not know... what to do? the answer is - ask friend by telling them the key words of the questions and options. But what if the whole paper I only know how to do 1/10 of it? the answer is - pass the paper to my friend and ask them do for you. After that, pass to another friend for double checking and do the questions that the first guy did not fill up. After we passed up our papers, my friend told me, "eh you know just now we help you do your paper, the stupid teacher was looking leh. and I pass you the paper you still talking to other people. You want to die ah?" +.=" Lucky I din know the teacher was watching. If not I would not have acted so 'natural'. Anyway, thanks to my friend, 'liverpool ming' (cos he wore the stupid liverpool jersey today) for helping me in the test.

For those people who thinks that they do not have the luxury of such friends, all is not lost! Cos by reading this, u know you have one ^^ And being a nice friend, I shall share with you some of life's little perks which I think will make your mood significantly better in shitty times, just like how they made mine better. When you are trying to understand a super dry topic and every cell in your body is trying their best to put up the strong resistant, do give in to them by taking a tea break. Its like 'bribing' them. After the break, they will give in more easily. Meal is very important too. Careful selection of food will give you satisfaction and inturn up the morale. For me personally, chicken brayni with curry vege or chicken foldoverer with green tea would make my day. Lastly, I shall share with you some sites which are in the "tiny's top 5 list" (don worry, no porn or scary shit) 5. The gadget shop 4. The receipe book 3. The gallery 2. Bleach episode 101 and finally, 1. The game - stickman Sam To all my friends out there who are together in this big shit hole @ boonlay, "hang in there man, before you know it, you will get used to the smell. Before you know it, you will be out of the shithole, and you will miss the smell." ( that one not sure. my senior say de )

Wow its the weekend again...

The use of an alarm clock is to wake a person up. However, what happens if the person does not want to wake up? Ultimately, the alarm clock only reminds the person to wake up, and the decision whether to wake up is up to the person. For me, after the alarm clock sound, a battle in my mind kicks off right away. "If u don't wake up, you will end up eating alone!" "don worry, there is always the break then you can eat with your friends, after all you go lesson you also doze off, why not doze off here..." "you are a student! you don't go lesson you waste your money!" "there's always video lecture dude" "but then if you go back to sleep, you will not have quality sleep! thats wasting time." "who cares, you are enjoying it right?" finally... "you don't go lesson you will fail!" Usually, at this time I will wake up... however, if it started to rain.... "remember that time you went for lesson and you were drenched. How did it feel in the aircon room?" case closed. I will snooze for 1 more hour, and if 1 more hour still raining, another hour. However, this stupid week alone, everyday there is rain. And so lucky it always rain around 10am, just when my 'war' starts...

Waking up in the afternoon would mean half of the day is already gone. Add in the slacking and the eating, before you know it, its already evening time. Do a bit of work and its time for dinner. After dinner its slacking plus playing. Yes this is the life I have been leading... a life with no life. Moreover, now that the lectures have ended, it gave me more reasons to wake up late. It was yet another of those days which me and my friends chanced upon this place. It has everything one can expect from a study place and much more. A huge table with 8 arm chairs surrounding it, a white board that is not white but light green (sorry I know I maybe a bit outdated but this is the first time I saw a white board with a glass surface), aircon with remote control for you to adjust the temp, all these enclosed in a carpeted room with glass walls all around it. On the door, its call "The Cove". There are other rooms with strange names too, like "The Deep Blue", "The Hive" and many more. I tell myself, if this is not a good enough reason for me to pull my ass off to school, nothing else is. With that, my life seems to take a turn for the better.

Weekend is here and activities started to line up. Dunno is my lousy luck or what, activites always seems to have timing that clashes with each other, if not there will be no activities at all. wtf... for a simple sat, I am supposed to study at marina with my friends and watch soccer after that. I am supposed to study with my room mate and go with him to a birthday party in the evening. Last but not least, I am supposed to join my friend for dinner and drinking at pub. In the end, I chose number 2. I went for the party. It was a buffet dinner and the food was not bad given the fact that I do not have to pay a single shit. wahaha. So without much hesitation, I stuffed quite alot into that round stomach of mine. The place was rather nice too. I enjoyed the company of some of my crasy friends and the long wait for the birthday cake to come. In the end all ends well as well as a day without studying. Which means my ass will feel the heat tomorrow.

Come to think about it, the technology is so advanced now, everywhere you see people earning big bucks, building ultra luxurious apartments, new car plates attached to nice looking cars running on the roads. Everyday you see news the broadcaster forever smiling. The million question is, "what is the catch man?" There is a saying, "there no free lunch" The only thing that is free is the toilets in the shopping malls. So where is the place that list down the requirements to fit in the society of the future? Where to get the big bucks? I guess that question will be amplify several times in my mind in around 2 years time. Prying open the crab with hands at the hawker center with good friends or that special someone beats sitting in the super posh restaurant where there are more than 10 utensils lying infront of you, and we are paying to torture ourself by acting high class. Though life will be so much easier if there is money, but I think life's greatest enjoyment should not be so expensive and exclusive for its the content, not the process, that counts.

A story

Once upon a time, there was this farmer who lives with his wife. Life was bad because the havest was not very good. Due to the haze, his wife fell sick as they have to spend long hours working outdoors. The old farmer was at his wit's end. In the end, he decided to sell his bull away so that he can bring his wife to the doctor. However his wife say " you sell away the bull then wat do we use to plough the farm in future?" the old farmer replied" i rather have you by my side than a bull." The wife was touched so she agreed. The farmer pulled the old bull the next day to the village to sell. Half way through the journey, he met a man and the man asked the farmer what he was doing with a bull. He then found out that the old farmer was taking it to sell. He put his hand into his pocket and took out some beans and said "these are magic beans. You go back plant. Then the crops will bear gold" The farmer thinks for a while and....
he took the beans and hand over the bull to the guy. The farmer was very happy walking back, looking at the beans. Due to his old age, the farmer did not hear the horse carriage that was coming towards him. Luckily the driver of the carriage missed him but the poor old man was knocked onto the ground and his beans squashed. The old man cried sadly as his only hope was gone. He dare not go back to see his wife and thought of commit suicide. Just then a young lady came out of the carriage and noticed the old farmer. She asked the old man if he was ok. The old man cried and told the woman what happened. Feeling sorry for the old farmer, she decided to help him. From then on the farm was handled by workers and the couple supervised the operation. Years gone by and profit grew. The old couple had the finest years of their life after that incident ~the end~

(Some people might ask, "where got so lucky one?" So heres a bad ending for them)

...The old man thought for a while and looked at the guy and barked, "you stupid young chap from the city, you want to bluff a freaking old man like mi? I may be old but I am not stupid!" He pulled his bull and head towards the city. It was a long trip and finally he sold the bull. With some money on hand, he walk down the city in the direction of his farm. When he was just outside the city, he saw a familiar face, this time with some friends. It was the same guy from before, who offered the old man the magic beans. Before the old man could say anuthing, he was beaten up and robbed. After which he was left to die. His wife on the other hand was sitting on the broken wooden bed, coughing as she waited for the old farmer to return. However he did not. Night falls and she got up to prepare dinner. She thought that the old farmer must be having a hard time selling the bull as it was an old bull after all. She used the remaining food and tried her best to make the best meal she can for her husband. The meal was done and she waited at the table for him. Hours passed but he did not return. The wife was worried for him. She waited and waited on a empty stomach. She thought," maybe I'll rest my eyes a while and when I wake up, my hubby will be here. This way I don have to suffer the pain of waiting." So she put her hands on the table and rest her head. However, she never did wake up. ~the end~

(Its hard to leave with a sad note, so...)

...The old woman opened her eyes. She stretched her arms and looked at the food. The old farmer was still not back. She stood up and walked to the door of the shaddy little hut. She looked over the hills where the small winding road lead. Tears began to drop from her eyes. Cold wind blew, almost freezing the tears on her cheeks. Suddenly, over the hill top she saw some one familiar, it looks like the old farmer. Yes it is! The old farmer caught sight of her standing at the doorstep of the house and he ran as fast as his legs could take him. Finally the old woman threw herself into the embrace of the old man. "why u took so long?" the woman asked with tears flowing down her cheeks. The old farmer told her "I was robbed then they left me on the barren land outside the city. I tried to crawl back but until my last breadth, I could not. I closed my eyes and when I woke up, I realised that I could walk again" The old woman thought that the same thing happened to her too. After waking up from the rest, she don't really feel the hunger anymore. Just then they realised their feet was not touching the ground, they saw a bright light shinning at them from the sky. An angel was standing at the door that was hanging high up the sky. Smiling, the angel opened the door and waved to them. The old couple knew at once that they both had already passed away. The old woman turned back and saw herself still sleeping on the table. The old farmer turned and whispered into his wife's ears," I will never leave your side again." With that, they held each other hands and walk through the door of heaven. ~the end~

Super Sunday

Sunday, a day which most of the people spend their morning in bed due to the late night sleep on Sat. For me, its the late night gaming. Nevertheless, this sunday is a bit special. This is because there will be a soccer match in the evening. Man U vs Liverpool. As usual I went to teach tuition and strange enough, there are fans of both clubs in my tuition class... which only consists of 3 kids. To be exact, one fan each. The female student don watch soccer. they pestered me to take sides. So in the end, I took Man U. The stake was a mac meal. Who ever loses will have to buy lunch for the winner the following week.


When I reached home, I realized that no one was at home.... and I forgot to buy lunch back. Damn. Opening the cupboard I saw maggi mee, and nothing else which I know how to cook. I was about to reach out to take the packet of mee when I suddenly realized I have been having that same shit for lunch on sat. Determined to have a nice meal, I walked all the way to cold storage and bought a beef steak. Cooking the mee on one stove and pan frying the steak on the other, I made my lunch- beef steak with curry maggi noodles.

After a short nap, I dragged my tired body to the bus stop. Still feelling a bit drowzy, I cross the road. There it was, this red honda, started to speed up after turning at the bend which is like 80m away. I mean I know I was wrong to jaywalk but everyone else does it anyway. The stupid traffic light is at the bend which I have to walk back 80m down to reach the busstop on the opp. side of the road. Any sane people will jaywalk man. "Whats the use of speeding up?" I wondered. "Want to bang people? Or trying to show of your piece of red metal can move very fast." Either way, I became fully awake as that driver zoomed passed me inches away from my body.

The venue was hog's breath @ chimes. When I saw my friends, first question that popped out of my mouth was," why you all don want to go down and join Jamie Yeo at thee big screen?" That was when I found out that big screen and hot babes come with a blistering price tag. 40 bucks per table. So I ordered this Boss Hog Double Burger which looked the most decent out of all the burgers. After throwing everything thats on the plate inside my stomach, final verdict - 7 out of 10. The beef patty CMI la. once the knife touch only, everything like dominos fell apart already. Like eating beef floss like that. Taste wise still can accept. BUT it got such a good verdict because of the look.

We managed to clear all our food before the match starts. Plates away and hands on the drinks, we heard the black man blew the whistle. The match was rather exciting but it was a one sided match. Liperpool got beaten fair and square.... and I won the bet! hoho. Next week me and my student get free lunch. Anyway, during half time I got up of my seat and took a picture of those sitting downstairs. That was when I saw those horny ang moh trying to get flesh with jamie yeo. Take picture with her, then hug here touch there. Lucky Jamie Yeo smart. She brought her man along. But I can see glenn's face black black. haha liverpool supporter. today not his day la. But come to think of it, life in singapore is really nothing but creating something out of nothing, all in the name of Uniquely Singapore. If not for my friends, life would still be better if I sink my butt on my personal couch and watch soccer on the tv.

Its that time again....

Bloody indo farmers are not giving up man... after the news that the haze is dying down. Now the haze even more power! WTF!!! Ask North Korea to shoot 1 missile over can or not? Go orchard see everyone walking in the haze, really like resident evil. Making whatever shit tourism advertisment go down the drain. Things in Singapore really very efficient. Once haze TV top left corner immediately pop out one small PSI value. TV idol show make money then suddenly so many idols also come out. Charity show call can earn money then one year so many shows, all say call call call. How much money come out from our pocket, but what the money is used for no one knows. Maybe go buy thicker toilet paper for the Chairman of the organization to use.

Its that time of the year again, when the number of the month become double digit. Taking turns, different people will go into depression and then enter euphoria. First up is our young little pri 6 kids taking PSLE. They are already playing their asses off now. Following will be Sec 4 and then JC and followed the rest.... and last but not least, NTU computer engineering students... finishing at early DEC. WTF!!! Actually there are good and bad. Good is because people like us we don give a damn about school for the previous 10 weeks. Exams end late means we have more time to study. Bad is when we are studying, the library is empty.

To gain some good karma for my exams, I went to donate blood. Together with some my friends we registered online so as to skip the waiting time. But when we go there, we still have wait hours for our blood to get drained... "Next! Right hand." said the nurse. I realized its my turn to go for the donation. I looked back at those people in the queue, most of them got the 'damn sian la why have to wait so long' look their faces. Ofcause I also have to pretend a bit and give the
'hiaz, its my turn at least. Let get this over and done with.' look, while my heart beating like crap la. My stupid pulse was 80+ when I stole a glance at my friends' paper theirs were like 60 odd. I laid down and placed my right hand on the support. The nurse set up the stuffs, then gave mi a injection then poked me with the big ass needle which was connected with the 'pipe'. Then she hand me this stressball and ask mi to squeeze. I gave a slight nod and began squeezing. Don really feel pain at all. But the fact is i am loosing blood... and truly speaking, if I know I need to donate so much blood, I would have reconsidered my decision on donating.

After the ordeal, they gave mi this 'no chicken award' because I successfully donated my blood for the first time. I din feel anything wrong with my body, so I went on doing my normal stuffs. However, the next day, I woke up to a terrible sore throat. I remembered that the nurse told me to drink more fluids. I thought she was bullshitting. It was then I know I am such a cock. So I popped a sorethroat pill down and drunk more water the whole day. During the evening, I found out that the sore throat is not the only side effects of the donation. During squash training, I played best of 3 with my friend. First set was ok. Second set I suddenly felt no energy. Could not keep up with the pace. sigh... result? tio trashed. Nevertheless, I din regret doing that good deed. Life is not about getting everything you can dream of, but also sharing them with people.

With that thought in mind, I decided to try my hands on making the cocktail 'irish cream'. Putting whisky, cream, milk, chocolate syrup, coffee powder, vanilla and almond extract into the blender and out came the cocktail. It tasted not that bad, but looks wise, lose to baileys. I decided to share with with my friends around me. Some say nice, some say not bad, some say a bit strange( i know they trying to give mi face). All these years, I strongly believed that life is not about getting, for giving makes life more enjoyable. Cos ultimately, when you give and inturn see the smile on the person's face, you'll get a feeling that is hard to describe...

life where got an enjoyment when the haze is so bad?

Nope this is not genting, nor is it raining, its DA HAZE!

To all the freaking indo who are still burning trees now: KNNBCCB!!!

a series of fortunate and unfortunate events..

Freaking hell la... wats with the bloody haze... curse those irresponsible assholes in Indo burning the tress. I wonder the land in indo is free de ah? Just burn a piece of land then can say its yours because u burned it? If not why those assholes keep burning land? either what i said is correct or they plant trees in their field then when tress big already they burn them all down, then plant again. which is kinda stupid.

Cursing and swearing about the haze, I came back to my room. I can't help but looked down. Where the fark all my shoes and slippers go? My roommate's ones also gone. Then I saw them, arranged nicely on the shoe rack beside my door. Either the cleaner aunty or its my roommate is responsible for it. But its really not my roommate's style to do that. 3 years staying with him... No it can't be. So that leaves us with the cleaner aunty liao lor. My impression of her is one quiet thin malay aunty always slowly cleaning the corridor. Never really see her talk to any other cleaner. Sometimes when I managed to wake up in the morning for my classes, I would see her along the corridor and I will greet her with a small nod of the head. Well, incase I forget, thanks aunty for arranging the shoes on the rack.

The door swung open, followed by a loud thud which broke the lazy silence of my room as I storm in together with... the self invited guest- da stupid cat. Throwing everything that was handing on my body, I yanked open the fridge and took out my trusty bottle of cold water. As the cold water flows down my throat, I cannot help but look down again. This time, the bloody cat is also looking for something. Or maybe its just for the cooling sensation. Who cares, out came my foot and a mini front thrust to the cat's face, followed by the shutting of the fridge door. The cat looked up at me, with those "please give mi some food" eyes, she let off a meow. My little heart become soft. wahaha... or can say I took pity of the poor cat. I gave her 1/4 of a mooncake to eat. Thats the only food I think is nice in my room.

With the cold water inside my stomach and the 3/4 mooncake, ofcause it will be followed up by the usual laying back movement. As soon as my head touched my pillow, I began to wonder, 'Is my ass becoming hot? Do i really feel the heat of the exams?' Sometimes, its not that I don feel hot. Its just that I purposely pour cold water on my ass to drive away the heat. The more heat I feel, the more cold water I pour. As a result, a smoothing sensation and times pass by like a gust of wind.

Well life in university is not really a enjoyment. There are times you feel like ur soul and ur body are about to pull themselves apart. Some of my pri school friends they are already working now, some married, and suddenly one of them say to me on msn," still studying ah..." Can't help but feel farked up... but they used to say train longer come out is strongest. Like is warcraft, quiet quiet there farming while the rest is trying to kill each other with small sword will own the game when the hero gets big badass item. Well i supposed the big bad ass item is the piece of paper I will collect from SAO after i finish my 4th year of study. Or is it the feeling of the uphill climb, from the blur year1, to the 'act as if i know everything' year2, to the 'no actually I don know anything' year3, to the 'finally i know something' year4. I guess when you forked out money, time, and effort in exchange of something. Its gonna be worth. For the chinese saying goes, 1 cent of money 1 cent of goods.

All my money, time, and effort thrown in, I imagine myself sitting on a crouch, with music flowing out from BOSE speakers. Resting my eyes on the widescreen Samsung tv, with a lovely wife sitting beside me. I guess at the time, I can really say, Life's an enjoyment.

its sunday again... but its 5.22 in the bloody morning...

With my butt on the cold hard floor of my course mate's hostel room, and looking at the 3 of them furiously typing away on their laptops. I too have to show that i am doing work too.... but the thing is... i have done my part. So I also furiously typing on my laptop, except that I am typing this instead of my business plan. Waiting for them to finish theirs and then we can join everything up and call it a day... or rather call it a morning.

Yes its non other than the bloody business plan that I haven been doing the whole of the bloody recess week. And our plan is ~ to start off an online supermarket. Actually there is already one big one currently on the web if you think no one has done it before. check this out man.

On a brighter side of life, a few hours ago, clan EnS, my warcraft bnet clan finally had a successful outing! 8 of us turned up at cineleisure... woah! Actually i remember them by their online nick rather then their names. lol. They are m6silver, jy, kellwx, mouse, chenyan, snaffie, flyboi, and Feria(which is me). Had a great dinner and 2 hrs of 4v4 at cine lev9 lan shop and then chatting at outdoor cafe at hereens. however i have to leave early to come back and do my bloody business plan.

When I reached boonlay from town, i looked at my watch. It was 12 10am. I walked slowly to the 179 berth. Guess wat? there are people waiting there! The gigantic signboard above them says mon - sat last bus - 00 00 Which part of 00 00 they don bloody understand man? There is no more bus coming! But... the thing is I also join the queue....

Everyone stood there watching the buses leave 1 by 1. Finally it was 12 30am. It was then the people including me resign to the fact that there will be no more buses coming. After the inevitable 7 bucks. I reach hall2 and here am I.... wasting my life away on this shit business plan. This 30 pages pile of crap shit is dedicated to my beloved cpe184 lecturer. May you have a great time reading it.

O ya... happy children day to all the little kids out there. including my 3 tuition kid...

lazy sunday...

Standing at the window of my room, with the cool breeze brushing softly on my cheeks, I suddenly realized that I AM LATE FOR TUITION! freaking sat night gaming...

Wasting no time, I washed up and chop chop eat my bar chor mee which is inside the rice cooker (which my mum bought 4 hrs ago), then rush down to tuition~

There they were, waiting for mi to come. My 3 little kids. Nowadays, pri 4 kids are so different from the pri 4 kids of my time. Last time, if I remembered correctly, we played marbles and catch spiders during our free time, while the girls play zero points and 5 stones. However those bloody kids now are playing trading cards and trading items from Maple story. WTF... while we were blowing on our stupid Saga Saturn cartridges when they cannot load, they are going to lan shop to play counterstrike... Well I guess times have surely changed. Children nowadays are doing things that are done by people much older at our times. This clearly shows that not only the society is developing at an exponential rate, so are the kids. Who knows in the next 50 years or so, pri 4 kids may be driving cars on the roads... Maybe the legal sex age will be brought down to 14? muahaha. Good also wad. Since Singapore is encouraging more babies, we should start young. Nowadays u ask a sec school kid," eh little boy, have u seen an RA show before?" First reply u'll get is," eh who the hell u calling little boy?" followed by," fei hua la! Who never see before RA show, I saw them when I was pri 6 man!"

Parents nowadays some of them really need to upgrade, seriously. Like computer software, when u buy something that is the state of the art now, 1 year down the road u see everyone using it man. One of my friend told mi his father's bangla worker showed him a Mr brown podcast on the handphone. Fierce right! That's why some of the parents are still using the methods their parents used to look after their kids... That's like freaking 1 generation man! Talking about generation gap...

The golden rule now is : never say no to a kid... Even u want to say no, u have to rephrase to like: maybe some other time(which will never come la) . If it doesn't work, then maybe have to let the kid understand why u reject his idea or action. Easier said than done! Some stuck-up parents would rather die then say sorry to their kids... Blame it on the bloody Chinese culture la. Last time the golden rule is: listen or ur ass will do the job for you. Last time the policemen wore shorts man! To all those stuck-up parents out there, its time to loosen up man.
Finally, after the tuition I was able to get them to pose for a picture. There u go, my 3 little cute naughty kids.

TGIF

Thank God its Friday... low on cash but nevermind! weekend is coming~ Pulling my self out of the bed this morning, I saw my room mate sleeping. This is quite a rare sight as usually its the other way round. With much difficulty I finally dragged myself to the lab and try to make myself useful.

Lab is all about following the instructions on the lab manual(which is supposed to be read beforehand) so u can better understand wat the lab is trying to 'teach' you. For mi, reading the lab manual is a waste of time. Time on Thursday night is meant to be spent on G.S.M - namely gaming, supper, movies. However, things will usually turn out fine if I follow these 2 simple rules. 1. follow your instincts when unsure. 2. turn off the power supply if you smell burning rubber. Its hard to make no mistakes when u are looking at one of these shit boards when u just woke up 10 mins ago.

Anyway, things turn out fine, with occasional rubber smells here and there. Special thanks going out to my friend for providing mi answers to the lab quiz. Right now, after a huge serving of chicken cutlet, I am in my room once again, getting ready for my afternoon nap...... and MY FREAKING ROOM MATE IS STILL SLEEPING.... ARGHHHH

and so they say," life's an enjoyment..."

A start of a new journey

After much hesitation, I finally set up my own blog. Some people might find that blogging is a way to cry out for attention, others might think that its a outlet to express their thoughts. Either way, who cares? my blog its here to stay. So dear friends lets rock on together man!