Archive for April, 2009

30Apr09

The sky starts caving in and then you wish lightning could strike you so hard you get knocked out without feeling any pain. On second thought, you want to feel every bit of that searing pain through you.


This is damn cute if you live in a field where the land around you is grass and not concrete like everyone’s in Singapore.


26Apr09

I’ve been counting. It may not be working. It might be starting to work, I don’t know. Maybe if I put in effort – more effort – I might be able to pull it off. Then perhaps I can finally walk out without the crappy morale or questioning thoughts. And then feel a whole lot [...]


23Apr09

I am scared.
And I feel dirty.
What the fuck is wrong with me.


22Apr09

9 more months to freedom.
There you go. The single digit is finally here. (: And it’s about 7+ more months to the start of my leave-clearing phase. HUR. Freedom is getting nearer.


Jiamin’s 21st – First from left, single but not sure of availability. :p
It’s the only photo we took together. 2 reasons to be sad about it. One, it is someone else’s polaroid. None of our cameras actually have a photo of all of us whom were present. Secondly, the only photo we had happen to [...]


Almost miracle

17Apr09

I actually passed my i-pee-pee-tea. I mean considering the last time I ran was about a few weeks back where I basically jogged. I spent other times walking during morning PTs. No thanks to medication cos my jaws hurt like shit without an explanation.
Did I mention how I owned everyone at standing broad jump and [...]



13Apr09

HYPER-FUCKING-VENTILATE. : DDD


Who am I kidding. I am obviously talking about facebook. The truth is, it isn’t a social network per se. It does pretty much other things not stated by themselves. Of course that is aside from the cam-whoring (everybody’s guilty), doodling walls with pretentious messages and playing lame-ass games because your job sucks but at [...]


But with all seriousness, the local pretty airheads mostly end up screwed up. And screwed by many. There’s nothing shameful with sleeping around but it will be when you crawl out of your rented room onto the streets and realize the line of beggars outside Chinatown were those that banged you during your Cheerleader days. [...]


11Apr09

One day, I’ll go to NY city. Look at the skyline. Awww…


07Apr09

I’m fucking tired.


04Apr09

This can get pretty stressful agonizing – checking missed calls and letterboxes.