Monday, March 31, 2008

The revamping is finally over and done with.

If you find yourself scratching your head and wondering what revamp am I bitching about, please refer to the catergories below.

You are:

A)afflicted with memory span like that of a goldfish.
B)plain stupid.
C)new to my blog.
D)a reader who don't bother remembering any details.

For people who fall under A or B, HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA!

If you belong to C, welcome to my blog. Now you can just visit my blog and get mocked, ridiculed and laughed at from the comfort of your home!

The rest who are in D, you actually belong in B but is currently in a state of denial. HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA!

Okay, I had my harmless fun. Don't kill me. =)

Now to what was actually done.

Upgrades:

New blogskin!
New tagboard!
Updated info about myself.(I know you're dying to know!)!
New link to Rebecca's blog!
New music - Make It Mutual by Olivia Ong, Girl Meets Bossa Nova 2!
New hit counter!

Time to take a extended look at the back of my eyelids. Good night one and all!

FUNKED IT ALL UP ON 1:30:00 AM

Tuesday, March 25, 2008

I'm back from my reprieve from real life(Drama queen!)!

Orh.... Cheer up. Don't be too disapointed that I didn't die along the way. Take comfort that I would die someday right?

But probably AFTER you're six feet under!

Wuhahahahaha(I'm such a JERK!!!)...

I'll always get the last laugh on MY blog.

Anyway I got tons of pics to upload and shiteloads of well.. shite to blog about. Might take many a days but hey, its not like you've got much of a life anyway.

Kidding 'mon, don't hate me!

Time for prata with my mates(My life is as interesting as a can of beans.).

Eat your greens, kids!

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Saturday, March 22, 2008

I'm off to Genting for 3 days, folks!

Don't miss me too much. But I know you will anyway.

I'll either be back by bus still kicking or flown back in a body bag already rotting. Hope its the former!

The uncle thought he was Jay Chou and tried to drift. And failed apparently.

P.S. The picture is just some random shite I pulled up from the net. So don't go pop the champange yet 'cause I ain't dead!

FUNKED IT ALL UP ON 4:45:00 PM

Friday, March 21, 2008

Deadbeat from this week's backbreaking (Not brokeback!) nightshift. And to think I only work for 3 days.

I'm such a whiner.

My hair's still wet from my bath earlier on and hitting the sack would certainly ensure a headache the next day. Or at least smelly hair. So since i'm up anyway, might as well...

Okay okay, I admit. I want to blog. There. Does that make your life any more meaningful knowing?

Jerk.

Anyway I've just did some jazzing up(Pun totally intended.) to my blog this couple of days. Got a simplistic mp3 player (On the menu bar, Einstein.) which by the way plays my current fave, Fade Away by Olivia Ong, hooked up the Doorway section with Jam's blog and gave a little up-to-date admendments to my All About Me (Ego or what?) info.

One of the many blogskins that caught my eyes.

Another one. Help me choose?

Major overhauling is underway. Stay tune kiddos!

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Wednesday, March 19, 2008

*Disclaimer: Warning, long post ahead. Remember to have sufficient rest and substenance before proceeding. Should the act of reading incur any injury or death, TOO BAD FOR YOU LOR!*

Olivia Ong!!!

Simply gorgeous.

Last Friday she and her newly formed Olivia Ong Quintet was giving a FREE performance at Esplanade's Living Room by invitation from Singapore's Moasic Music Festival.

So being her absolute fans, me and Winnie went on down and joined the throng of other likeminded to be serenaded by her voice.

Give me more!

I know this is way overdued but I was really caught up in life (*Insert puppy eyes*). What can I say?

Okay shoot me.

Moving on. =)

We started off with our fave subway at which turned out to be absolutely crap. Who could have thought a well recognized foodchain could have produced such inpalateble shite?

An omnimous start.

Afterwhich we went to shop around abit, which in truth was me doing the shopping and Winnie doing the nagging. HAHAHA! As I went through clothings that caught my eye, she would constantly comment on how riduclous I would've look.

It's heartwarming, and at the same time, enduring.

Since none of the clothes I like she felt likewise, I decided that we should head off to Esplanade and hog a spot instead of brickering about every individual piece and justifying the buy.

Turns out to be a prudent choice!

The place was already nearly swarmed, with fringes of the crowd beyond my view. Somehow we managed to worm through the mob and even manage to get a seat. What luck!

A 45 min wait later, all the shoving and pushing we endured paid off.

Is this overdoing it?

I certainly hope so!

A real siren ain't she?

We sat there snapping pictures while being captivated by every note and word of her songs. Everything she sang that night has a funkier and more playful edge to it. You have to be there to totally understand how divine the experience was.

After it all ended, we met up with Aueralis, Dentised and Delusion from our guild at a nearby cafe. They look a couple of Secondary school kids at best. But it was really nice meeting them in the flesh.

Me and Winnie part ways with our guildies and strolled back to Raffles City. We chatted for awhile siting on the edge of the indoor fountain before her friend arrived and picked up.

Following which I met up with Gimo and head over to the *cough* pub Thomas works at.

Me with a stupid pose.

The joint.

Another part of the pub with one of the employees. Chevvy was his name I think.

It's a pretty cozy place with a soothing ambience. Cept the crowd was slightly unnerving.

Yes Thomas works at a gay bar. But he's a straight. Or till enough money can bend him over for that matter. LOL!

From my mouth sprouts trash. Don't take my rubbish too seriously.

For the record, Thomas is straight and is deeply in love with his GIRLFRIEND. Too bad ladies. Better luck next life!

I had an Lycee Martini under Thomas's recommandation that it wasn't too strong. Apperantly he either overlook my incapacity to hold anything stronger than coke or he's just out to get my drunk to pimp my ass to the highest bidder.

What's your poison?

Whatever!

So I nurse my drink for the rest of the night while chatting with Gimo and Thomas from time to time and watching gay flicks in between.

Couple for the night!

The most memorable yet traumatising one was "Fogi is a Bastard". Kids might be reading this so all I'm gonna say is it puts "gay" in "this is some freaking sick gay shite".

Don't watch it, for the love of god.

Don't get me wrong. I don't hate gay. I sincerely believe everyone is entitled their individualism. But the flick was too goddamn perverted to the brink of being overtly digusting.

At 3am give or take, Thomas knocked off and the 3 of us headed to Maxwell market for a late supper.

Yum yum!

[Hokkian]: HOR EH!

I hate him 'cause his way~ more handsome me. Hrm. Then I should probably hate all my guy friends!

Food was great and the company was even more so. Serious chatting inevitably followed and before we managed to get the point Gimo was bringing across, it was near 5. We then hopped on one of the many cabs camping along the stretch of road and headed home

Where are the windows?

Now is that a long post or what?

P.S. We're not gay. Really. Wipe that unconvinced look off your face or I'm gonna eat it.

FUNKED IT ALL UP ON 11:11:00 AM

Friday, March 14, 2008

I've finally had a haircut (Look below you dork!). Ain't impressive but fairly acceptable.

I look like crap. But so do you!

It was way~ overdued anyway. I was starting to look like a bushman. *Shudders*.

Anyway I came across this very interesting article whilest watching the aunty snipping away my hair. Apparently it states that men will never have a blissful love life.

The article states that women choose their partners according to looks due to genes messing with their mind.

In a nutshell, the female mind categorize the ugly, nerdy, despite being caring and understanding, type of men into marriage material.

On the other hand, men who are macho, handsome, regardless of how characteristically flawed they are (ephumism for bastard. But I guess you get the point.) are thrown into fling material catergory. Bastards are such babe magnets.

Life's unfair, no?

Which comes to say women most definately will love(Feeling and making. LOL!) the Fling type more than the Marriage type but their relationship with the Fling type will never last until the end of the month. Week even.

And it all boils down the fact you'll be either:

A)In a marriage with a wife who doesn't love you and most probably doesn't enjoy making love to you all that much or,
B)Having tons of sex, affection and attention, however shortlived, and inevitably dying a pathetic and lonely old man.

So where does that leave us?

I owed Winnie some money and she hung not 1 but a pack full of pig head outside my house. New age Ah Long!

And it's edible too!

FUNKED IT ALL UP ON 4:43:00 PM

Thursday, March 13, 2008

"I am back!!!"

There you go. My "Re-entry to Blogosphere" speech. Wipe that dissapointed look of your face. It's very unbecoming.

If you're expecting entries more along the lines of being flamboyant and melodramatic once more, kindly tap Ctrl + Alt + Delete twice. LOL.

Life's to short to overdramatise every insignificant details.

Enough of this shite. Moving on.

Anyway, I've met up with my buds, Gimo, Dom and Thomas on Tuesday night for mahjong. And guess what? I WON $45!!! WOHOO! Pop the champanges!

Maybe we're all lucky bastards, maybe we're just too skilled. We (Excluding Thomas. Cry more please =p ) kept winning it big. As in really big.

Hua shang san/xi/wu tai zhi mo. Men qing ping hu zhi mo. Ouch.

On a side note. Our gambling sessions, be it Texas Hoderm or mahjong, isn't really about the money. Yes they do involve a substential sum of money relative to our income, but it is more of an incentive to promote good gameplay.

I might be slightly glorifying it abit, but I swear its the whole truth! *Inserts an innocent look*.

Talk is cheap. Time for pictures from my 6megapix, NOT 3megapix, camera!

Us and me coping a feel of Thomas' boobs.

Winners for the day. The chips are an exergeration of their winnings.

And of course, the culprit behind why Gimo won alot.

OMG WTF! No I didn't game with 13 Wonders. SUCKERS!

FUNKED IT ALL UP ON 11:03:00 AM

Tuesday, March 11, 2008

Hurray! Free at last! Whopee!

However, that's not how I felt about it.

Though it's been essentially arduous being attached to her, it was nonetheless equally blitheful as well.

Why then, you ask?

In a nutshell, we're not meant to be. Continuing to be together while totally disregarding the apparent fact that we have no future as an item, serves only to deepen the scars future seperation will bring.

So I did the right thing. I ended it before the hurt to come becomes intolerable for both of us. That's pretty much about it.

Back to my own life I suppose. Scores of people to catch up with and oodles of things to do.

One last look at the times with my ex girlfriend.