once upon a long ago

italian leather sofa

Fri, 25 Dec 2009 05:28:12 GMT

she doesn't care;
whether or not he's an island.

december

Tue, 08 Dec 2009 16:02:43 GMT

ORD TOMORROW. AT LONG FUCKING LAST.

Mon, 30 Nov 2009 03:45:29 GMT

wake the fuck up.

that EVIL place

Sun, 15 Nov 2009 05:26:01 GMT

I am going to find a way to use the biscuit base of my cheesecake to make cookies or something, since everyone's been telling me that I should.

I obviously have too much time.

Those who want more cheesecakes, lemme know!

TEN more working days to go. freeeeeeedom.

october

Wed, 28 Oct 2009 13:33:15 GMT

6 more weeks. yay

rosemary chicken

Tue, 29 Sep 2009 11:53:14 GMT

i hope i'll be able to resolve the parking issue soon. apart from that, the car has been pretty alright i think. vroom vroom.

10 more weeks to ORD.

tick tock

the ugly truth

Sat, 19 Sep 2009 14:12:48 GMT

i NEED a set of legs.

and my hands need to rest. at least until the weekend.

(:

Wed, 16 Sep 2009 11:29:40 GMT

damn good.

28/10/08 - 12/09/09

Fri, 11 Sep 2009 11:03:30 GMT

I AM SELLING MY MOTORCYCLE AT 9AM TOMORROW. EVERYTHING'S HAPPENING SO FAST.

help.

Fri, 04 Sep 2009 02:43:28 GMT

CLASS 3!

tomb raider

Tue, 01 Sep 2009 13:17:51 GMT

14 more weeks to go!

christmas is going to be good (:

august

Sun, 23 Aug 2009 13:45:22 GMT

sometimes i wonder whose side my mom is on.

i listen to what she says but there are things that i don't agree with.

if it's this hard to give something up, i am scared to death to imagine what it might be like if i had to give someone up. i cannot begin to imagine myself being able to handle it.

the g is for gennermeness

Fri, 31 Jul 2009 12:19:25 GMT

what a terrible, terrible day.

faceass

Wed, 22 Jul 2009 15:46:19 GMT

so after another accident this morning, i had a nice, long chat with my mom about a lot of things. and i've decided to give up riding for her sake. thankfully, i'm unhurt from this morning. but it's not fair to her if i do get injured and she has to take care of me and all that shit. i just want her to have peace of mind.

it sucks to give it up though. no more vroom vroom.

move on to better things i hope.

so there IS/WAS something that was left out! tsk.

Fri, 03 Jul 2009 19:57:46 GMT

standard pattern all over again! i need a fucking holiday.

driving test on 4th september, hopefully can pass first time round. vroom vroom.

after that will be Class 2A, need to pass asap so can upgrade to bigger bike. vroom vroom.

more or less settled on the upgrade, it's going to be red and black with a very loud pipe. vroom vroom.

i guess jo's right, i AM a vehicle person. next would be helicopter/boat/aeroplane license. vroom vroom.

transformers was awesome, loved all the cars and transforming and shit. the mom is shit annoying though, every time she opened her mouth i felt like kicking her face. and megan fox was highly distracting. although i do regret looking at the very expensive red aprilia rs125 she was riding instead of looking at her.

apart from that, i felt that it wasn't as bad as the reviews made it out to be? quite hard to go wrong with hot girls and fast cars la. oh and i felt that they didn't do the motorcycle transformers justice, they were hardly featured and they transformed into super pansy robots! after the movie i was half expecting my bike to suddenly transform into something but it didn't. disappointing. overall, it was a kickass show.

...MOST IMPORTANTLY

happy birthday stellidudd!

you might still lose me.

Fri, 26 Jun 2009 10:36:36 GMT

It feels like Mickey Mouse died.

give me your wallet

Fri, 29 May 2009 11:06:19 GMT

Over the past few weeks, I've heard rumours that there are two serial queue-cutters in my workplace. During lunch today, I had an exciting encounter with one of them.

The queue-cutter is a bespectacled aunty, probably in her early 50s. She appears to be the sort of person that would fight tooth and nail for a discount at a $1 shop. She has probably watched too many korean dramas as well. And she is some queue-cutting genius.

Here's what happened:

My colleagues and I were in the queue ahead of her. She walks towards the stall and eyeballs us, sizing us up I suppose. Once she assured herself that she could makan us, she proceeds to join the queue behind my colleagues. So the queue-cutting aunty was right at the back of the line, followed by two of my colleagues, myself, and a few other people in front of me.

Suddenly, my colleague feels a nudge from behind. He turns back and notices the aunty, trying to look into the stall to see what items were left. He ignores the nudge. Then it happened again! So he turned back to find out what the aunty wanted (I suspect he wanted to punch the aunty though), and the instant there was a small gap between him and the railing, she slipped through and cut his queue.

He decided to be gentlemanly about it and gave the aunty the benefit of the doubt - maybe she really just wanted to take a closer look at the food. Even though it was half an arm's length away.

The aunty continues to stare hard into the stall, as if she's trying to burn it down with some heat ray from her eyes like superman. Seeing this, he asks my other colleague to give way to the aunty so she could take a better look. Little did he know that once the queueueue-cutter had cutted his queueue, she began nudging my other colleague in a similar manner as she did previously. Again, the moment there was a tiny gap between my colleague and the railing, she slipped through.

It was only then that they had realised what had happened. She wasn't trying to burn the store down with her evil heat rays! She had cut their queue! They expected her to return to her rightful place in the line but she remained there...and started nudging me.

By this time, I was quietly laughing. She kept on nudging me, but I didn't give her any room. Her nudges began to feel more like shoves but I refused to budge. Everyone else in the line was staring. There was one more person in front of me and once he had finished ordering, the nice aunty at the stall was ready to take my order.

"Yes hello, what you want?"

Before the queue-cutter could even mouth her order, I started to place mine. And she let out a vicious, venomous "Tsk" and stared at me angrily. I burst out laughing and the nice aunty at the stall laughed too.

"That one really gila lah, got two of them summore."

I had defeated the queue-cutter.

I am the man.

courtesy starts with mee!

Wed, 06 May 2009 14:35:08 GMT

Why I HATE the rain.

It makes getting out of bed the most difficult thing to do, thereby making me late for work.
It makes me wet. (I can't find a better way to phrase this)
It makes my bike wet.
It makes my bike dirty.
It tends to rain just after I spend 3 hours on a thorough wash+wax, wasting both my time and wax
It makes the roads wet and slippery.
It makes my tires wet.
It makes my brakes wet.
It makes it very dangerous to be on the road, meaning a slower trip which results in me reaching the office even later.

I blame the current weather on James Morrison and his new song about not stopping the rain. I hope that it rains on him all day everyday for the rest of his life. Fool.

to find some heat for our sun.

Fri, 17 Apr 2009 12:15:57 GMT

oh no, it's all gone wrong,
my ship flew away and my buddies are gone.

chuck norris can get blackjack with just one card.

Sat, 11 Apr 2009 03:28:00 GMT

Last night, I dreamt that I had gotten 4 parking tickets that amounted to $2400 altogether.

I actually woke up screaming.

summary

Wed, 01 Apr 2009 15:10:33 GMT

arguably the best birthday present i've ever gotten myself. you know something's very wrong when you have to give yourself a birthday present.

a rabid dog

Tue, 24 Mar 2009 15:34:14 GMT

I think my ipod nano is amazing. I was at the void deck having a wash+wax with my ipod plugged in. Then my mom appears out of nowhere and mumbles something excitedly (much like how I tend to mumble). She then reaches for my clean, gleaming, good-enough-to-eat fuel tank with her dirty motherly fingers and before I could stop her, she puts her dirty motherly palmprint on my tank.

At this point I let out a "NOOOO!" and lunged forward to prevent her from doing any further motherly damage. (I suspect that she did it on purpose.) In attempting to stop her, my earphones caught onto something and my ipod slipped out and landed in my pail of soapy water.

AND IT STILL WORKS. lovely.

My ipod > mrt track
My ipod > soapy water
My ipod > your ipod.

glugs

Sun, 22 Mar 2009 16:05:40 GMT

OLD FART.

dreadlock congo bongo i

Wed, 25 Feb 2009 14:00:05 GMT

since my birthday's coming up shortly (only about 26 days away), i've decided that this year i'm gonna do up one of those WISHLISTS that people like to put to share with the world (re: their friends), the many useful and important things they wished they had (re: their friends should get them). shameless.

i wish for happiness, laughter, world peace and beetlejuice. i also wish for new clutch+brake levers, a new bubble, a new slim IU and the self-control to stop modding stuff. and maybe a car or two since buying a car (especially with your parents' money) buys you "respect". i'd also like to wish for more of those comfy socks from giordano, a fresh pair of white chucks and love. the end.

i suppose it's more of a wishparagraph than a wishlist, but it'll do.

i really do need the socks, i seem to have lost them. help me!

46

Sat, 21 Feb 2009 09:40:11 GMT

yamahOT (:

rossi equals pure genius.

for some reason, february feels real fast to me (apart from the 2 week mc). even so, it's been a highly eventful month so far. many good things and not so good things la. hmm.

was supposed to go sign up for driving today but decided to put it off to maybe tomorrow. spent the better part of the afternoon with my mom instead and i feel good about it. we went shopping for a vacuum cleaner because the one we had at home finally broke down after 20years plus? and even though we didn't end up getting anything, i still enjoyed seeing my mother talk shit with the sales assistants about vacuum cleaners, almost as if she was some expert or something. my dad was a great talker of shit too, so i guess that explains me la.

i shall type in italics at the end of my post so that people will think i'm cool. pheeweet.