Tuesday, February 22, 2005, 1955 hours
a bid farewell.
diary-penning here is out.
dont bother checking back.
abercromb is dead.
people just suck.
long live, LiveJ Monekys! my baybehs.
okay, bye bye.
Sunday, February 13, 2005, 0112 hours
no love lost.
visited Yewkiat's and Leon's for the 4e4 chinese new year outing on Friday. umm, it was.. okaaayy.
the rounding trip with the last year's group - Chong, Vik, Jeff, Junjie, Emi, Michelle, Jo'an, Ade, Rachel, WanLing - kicked ass. skipping work for this was worthwhile. so cute la we all!
ive been the God of Fortune the past two days. lost seventy odd bucks on the gambling tables.
to sum it up, this lunar new year was boring. 2005 doesnt look cool enough. year of the rooster? not nice. dragon uh, gerek!
anyway, theres this extremely heated up fight in the cyberworld between two groups of scene people. the monekys vs the wankers. if you surf around enough, you should be able to spot wrathed botches on certain tagboards. theyre almost burnt out by the intense flaming of the arch enemies.
i feel bad. i, admittingly, started the nonsense-tagging crap. i didnt knew it'd be so blown up. now, a small kid is holding the wok and in the pit, amongst the moshfight, for me. kamikazeh! now hes standing alone, fighting for us, against people thousand times his size with ugly glittering mascaras and coloured striped stockings in high-cut chuck taylors with star-patterned laces.
..may the force be with you.
Wednesday, February 9, 2005, 2345 hours
happy lunar new year.
happy lunar new year.
last night, fireworks sparkled across the horizon overlooking Malaysia. from the eastern end to the western end, countless fireworks were fired. magnificent.
angpao count has been on the constant, gradual decrease year by year. this year's, horrible!
i never knew i had this one pretty hot Caucasian-looking cousin for 16 years. nyehh. nice, nice.
and, i didnt regret rebelling the tradition of getting a clean hair-cut prior to the new year. =D
something extremely appalling happened. it involves one girl and her mother and me. head over to lj if youre kaypoh enough.
http://livejournal.com/~seventhxcrusade
oh. it will be for 'friends only'. so, if you want to read, sign up for an lj, and add me as friend. =)
Monday, February 7, 2005, 0002 hours
sue me!
Chong, Bosheng and i squandered money like piss in a shopping marathon lasting almost 12 hours, covering the likes of Beach Rd, Parco, CitiLink, Suntec, FarEast, Heeren, etc.
Sakeena, i've bought that shirt from HushPups. =D they dont have M or L size left. and i wanted it badly. so i tried the S, and it fitted real nice, i love it.
im extremely sad for not being able to get the Jack Purcells high i want. deadline is tomorrow.
Sunday, February 6, 2005, 0212 hours
burn and crash.
sustained a disturbing ankle injury in the glowing presence of unprofessional play in the scrappy 4-3 win against some ex-BPGH team earlier in the morning. the humongous growth in my right knee is still not subsiding.
later the same day, Brother tore his knee ligaments in an ugly tackle. limping badly. and he has to book-in tomorrow.
Mother's complaining of constant stinging knee pain.
Dad has been having difficulties ever since fracturing his knee in his teenage years which ruled him out of sport for the rest of his life.
we are the descendants of Garrincha, the angel with deformed legs. nyehh.
it's good to see support for the local music scene on a gradual uprise.
the street-talking hovering Serenaide is so intense it's got to be the next fad.
Chong and i are on a race as to who manages to buy the silver iPod-Mini first. the runner-up will have to settle for something else. most prolly i'll be slower than him, so i think pink would second best-fit me. or maybe a Shuffle?
oh, and just to let you guys know, im changing site soon, to an lj classic. =)
Saturday, February 5, 2005, 0237 hours
Fatin Fields.
shopping with Fatin and Ceetee today was just uber bitchin' fun.
none of us really bought anything, 'cept that Fatin and i got similar black leather cuff watches, something ive been wanting so badly. Fossil has them at above hundred, i got it for only eighteen. so contented. pfft.
on the way back, we saw a Caucasian bloke lying on the floor outside the bar, motionless, gagging like a dying cattle, gasping hard for crucial breaths. a stroke, i suppose. poor guy.
i thought, what if anyone of us, all fit and healthy, just crumbles to the ground one day, taking in what might be one's last breath. and just, yknow, go. sad, huh. even futbol players die, for no apparent reason.
Grandma was admitted into hospital yesterday.
i selfishly chose my one-hour tennis training over visiting her. goddammit, what was i thinking!? it wasnt an easy hour.
god forbid. i hope her well. i want her to see me get hitched. i want to bring her to Europe. i want to repay her for all the selfless care she has given me for as many years.
i love you, Popo. =(
Friday, February 4, 2005, 0019 hours
five o' one.
bought the latest design of Levi's 501. costed $139, okay, satisfying. and Sakeena, youre not gonna break me down with the 'buttons look funny' thing. ass.
boredom has played an increasingly popular role in my daily schedule. reading has never been one of my past-times. yet. i got myself a couple of books from Borders to eradicate 'free time' from my mundane routine. travelling through the fictional other-side of Dan Brown, and the colourful, topped off with ugly droppings, life of David Beckham, would be most fulfilling. for once, i do hope to read one book from start to end.
Sakeena says i am VERY, VERY FUSSY. what only.
people. if you ever need someone to shop with you, someone who is not crazy, who gives productive advice, who understands a shopper's ways, then, do not ever approach Sakeena. haha. i want to eat ice-cream also dont let. narbeh.
a conversation between salesperson and me, at HushPuppies.
"excuse me. hi. how much is this uh? *points to red-white striped shirt*"
"oh, fourty four dollars."
"wah. got discount?"
"oh, yes. you get a 15% discount if youre using American Express, or a 10% discount if youre using DBS card."
"umm, ez-link card?"
"*smiles stupidly* no."
Wednesday, February 2, 2005, 0210 hours
discman crankiness.
the devastation my discman is driving me to, is beyond one's imagination.
scorched are my ears, by the sudden bursts of screeches, worse than that of car wrecks and plane crashes.
mp3 player, an alternative? the iPods are really turning me on. damn, im tempted to steal my brother's.
last-minute shopping for clothing to welcome the new year is beckoning! im so flustered.
and so, shopping madness set later on, with Sakeena.
out with birthday boy Sufyan and some others, for Thurs.
shop-till-we-drop tour on Friday, with Ceetee and Fatin.
gay trip with cash-loaded prettyface Chong on Sunday.
and, just to warn you guys, im a very, very girly shopper. extremely fussy and particular, always going for best value, with quality topping a notch against the price segment. plentiful, sometimes painful, travelling will not be absent.
so, be warned.
Levi's, here i come!