something to end off cherrybonanza.

2007's top 5s according to ITCZY

Songs
1) Rihanna - Don't Stop the Music
2) BoysLikeGirls - Hero/Heroine
3) Jennifer Lopez - Hold it don't drop it
4) Mutya Buena - Real Girl
5) Kat Deluna Feat. Elephant Man - Whine Up

Movies
1) Simpsons: The Movie
2) The Host (korean)
3) 200 Pounds Beauty (korean)
4) Stardust
5) X Men : The Final Stand

Places of Interest
1) Dempsey Road
2) Arab St
3) City Hall
4) Play / MOX
5) Vivocity

Moments
1) MAY winning the Ripcurl Beach Volleyball Tournament with kenneth, anna and ryan
2) JUNE / SEPTEMBER Enlisting and POP-ing into and out of Tekong
3) FEBRUARY Falling asleep on the beach @ Krabi, such bliss.
4) DECEMBER Doorbitching for MOX's 6inch to Flats party (as a gothic lesbian dyke)
5) NOVEMBER Halloween 2007 - my first dress up as a boyscout :P

wtf?!

apparently my sources tell me that some sad little 16 year old twit called LonelyB0i or something to that extent has been using my friendster profile on MIRC.

but apparently he wasn't that good at covering up his tracks.

so please folks, spread the love by informing those who asked whether i go to Mirc that no, i do not log onto MIRC.

and that little boy should really seek counselling or something, coz TAlkIng in AlTerNATe CAPZx ISh SeWWw KnoOTT KewLZX~*.

i am peeved. (but somehow.. flattered :P )

goodbye?

i have this incredible urge to delete this blog.

but for the memories. i'll keep it.

i guess that's me, refusing to let go, coz of all the memories i have.

Post-literary-gorge

so i've officially finished Johann S Lee's book "toknowhereimcomingfrom" within 5 days shows how much i enjoyed viewing his life from a 3rd party perspective. it really touched my heart at some chapters and i was so able to mirror myself in some caustic situations and predicaments he was in.

i've lost my will in cherrybonanza, all i can say is that i'm thankful 2007 is nearing over, which means, i get to move onto a new blog and site medium! just like 2006 made me "abandon" itczitczy.blogspot ..

somehow, i just can't stop thinking about the unhappiness that's within me. the feeling of disappointment or being played out just keeps on replaying in my mind.

i've just finished my gym regime and i'm happy t say that lines are showing. where it is i shan't say, i shall let my results prove it (in a few weeks i hope!)

an extract from a veryyyyyy goood book!

"

I suppose the only good thing about heartbreak is that it reinforces your
sense of humanity

'Heart' - because the pain is felt primarily in your chest, though perhaps
not quite left of centre. 'Break' - because the feeling is one of damage,
devastation even; one of something inside you fracturing or worse, shattering
into a million irretrievable pieces. It can also feel like something within you
collapsing, imploding, leaving traces of nothing behind. Heartbreak can make you
feel heavy, or it can make you feel strangely weightless, because there is a
sensation that you have been drained of absolutely everything. Then there
are the tears, shed singly or in streams quietly or in heaving sobs, and
the fear, no matter how irrational that the feeling may never go away

When i was an adolescent, i subscribed to every known romantic notion.
Filled with as much optimism as yearning, i never doubted for a moment that
eventually i would find true love. It was simply a question of when. I wasn't
necessarily expecting a straightforward fairytale. Like many Asian gay men, of
my generation at least, I had been conditioned from a young age to expect
melodrama in my life, to go so far as to invite it. there would be trials and
tribulations, but there would also be exultation and ecstasy, and eventually, i
would find Mr Right and have my happy ending

"
- extracted from " To Know Where I'm Coming" from by Johann S Lee


just got the book from Boss Ben, and can i say upon reading the first few paragraphs of the first chapter, i am indeed taken away by how lyrical is sounds as you mentally mouth it in your mind. the simplicity of the words sing deep into your soul as though a mirror has been reflected upon you.

silence please as i happily binge on this literary feast bestowed upon me :)

of Family Dinners & expanding waistlines

okie the pork ribs look sparse coz we were all gorging on its lip smacking succelent flavour, until an impulsive moment to snap all the food.

here we go (to the gym) again..

something in SICC.

proof that studying abroad makes you fat.

during bowling yesterday with the cousins and bro @ SICC.

Sean: gimme a strike so that i can prove that i am worth something
Me: yeah, a lot of pounds.

sunday morning.. after

sometimes people have that aura that people flock to when they have trouble and all that.

but when it comes to them having their own problems, it's hard to find someone who truly understands them..

or is it a vicious cycle?

i'm just sick of counselling people when i'm the one going through the same shit but having to hear what i'm going through in others.

bah. sunday cranks. it's been raining the whole day, i'm so gonna go down to Borders to get the Johann S Lee book, Ben lent me last nite, but i left it by the counter. tsk.

TGIF no alcohol!

okay, so it's another weekend full of cousin lovin' and sibling lovin'. back to the country club for more suntanning, bowling, swimming, gorging.

i can literally feel my face getting fatter.

and the fact that i was having a bad bout with headaches and dizziness did NOT help. gosh, it was so bad till i took a day off at the bar working. thank god B's understanding.

so i woke up feeling not thirsty or drowsy for once. can i safely say this is the first weekend morning waking up to a non-hangover feeling and a more refreshed attitude at 0930hrs in the morning? :D

i should get accustomed to this ...

...
... not.

Enrique Iglesias - Somebody's me.

REUNION @ THE AIRPORT!

Alaric's home baked sensations. BANANA CHOCOLATE CUPCAKE. it is seriously orgasmic, much better than sex.. well okay, almost! but it's cream cheese topping with chunks of chocolate grains and banana flavours that burst inside your mouth after every chomp. gosh, if he sells this..

Daddy's gifts for the boys! this t-shirt with different colours! i got lime green. w00ts! loves our daddy alot.

sampling Alaric's maiden attempt at BC Cupcakes, which was VERY well received :)


our family photo, before Mabel, Daryl, Alaric & Daddy flies off.. leaving me yin and kong! ): haha. nvm, i look at the itenary we have for December 2007 and i'm awaiting with GRRRRREAT excitement!

loves you all! i got a new t-shirt from Daddy

and a new cap. thanks you :)

it's countdown!

20 days to christmas.

i took some time out in the evening to walk around myself, and as always whenever i'm feeling pressured/ depressed/ overthinking or just basically not being the happy sunshine i am.

i went for a haircut.

something so liberal about either trimming your follicles, or swiping your debit card, getting new clothes. it's as if something is removed, something is renewed or something is introduced.

afterwhich, i started hunting down my x'mas presents for the various people i'm targeting for, and can i say, shopping for women is disgustingly hard. it's so nerve wrecking. yes girls, i'm looking at you all. all. of. you. what's last season? what's in? what's out? what's her fav colour? what's suitable? does this make her thighs look chunky-er?!

while guys? i leave it later on, we're much easier. coz we're rather pragmatic creatures. well most of us are :P

afterward, the menage e trois finally met up for our usual tuesday meal after a hiatus from complications. and boy did we make a riot in cafe cartel @ Raffles City. it seems like forever since we had verbal banter, laughed at asses off with jokes galore. thanks dudes, Golden Compass next ( hopefully ) !

and i'm having my off tomorrow! well, afternoon off that is. so it's straits kitchen lunch with The Matriach and the Brother, followed by meeting up with Alvin Kor for the Zoukout tickets, then Gymming, then meeting up with my CCWA Loves (daddy's back!) for a good meal and lotsa ketching up to do.

oh, fahmi's got his mini cooper so we'll be driving around town on saturday! :D time for some lethal shopping without the excess baggage. won-da-foo!

my cozy family and extended family weekend.

Saturday 1st dec 2007

Singapore Island Country Club

Cousin Nicole

1300-1730

she spells sexy cute.
awesome view, i've not seen this in many years, thanks to my hectic social schedule. (HAHA)

the view behind me, overlooks Bt Timah Tree top walk or something.

TOWN while waiting for mah signal mates.

nice enough of her to acc me.

SIGNAL BUDDIES
TAKA > HEEREN
1930-2200hrs

xian hong our resident platoon rabbit!

my signals buddaye chris kwok and fugchew chen wee!

THE CLUB!
WORLD AIDS DAY!
SCHOOL UNIFORM THEME!
0030hrs - LATE

world aids day at the club! my secondary school senior Nigel! nyeh, neh wear our sch uni.

my close pal Dommie in his designer school uni *cough cough*

SUNDAY 2nd DEC 2007
Singapore Recreational Club - Bowling Alley
Cousins Reunion!
1730-2130hrs

my crazy bitch of a cousin is back!

my brother too! hugss!!

haha. many ppl don't know this, but i was training to be a professional bowler at one point in my life. i tihnk it was during my p5-sec 2 days, i was training nearly everyday at SICC (my own club) that i was literally equipped like a pro. i went for STBC ten pin leagues and as well as my club's own junior leagues that i even made a proposal to my sec sch to start a bowling club as well . so here's a picture of me and my Ebonite 12.75kg bowling ball. yeah, it's lighter coz i'm a Right-Handed Spinner.

me and shellgirl cousin Michelle.
guess who topped the scoreboards. :) *big smirk*

saturday mornings without a pokemon means ..

i'm seemingly wordless and thoughtless at the moment.

my life's rightfully deemed a facade.

people with many faces and spaces, doing that whole PR thing. it's tiring isn't it?

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my paddle's pretty much laying dormant at one corner of my room. gym can only do THAT much to appease my addiktion/cravings for high adrenaline team sports. i miss my good ol tan (albeit with the chui tanlines). i miss random ramblings on the boat with the rest of the team mates. or the bright glare of the sun and the butt abrasions. remember the triangle route? gosh, or rowing all the way to the merlion and getting bukkake-d by it's watery regurgitation? acting like Sports Illustrated models by flicking our hair to each other to get off the water? good times.

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met up with godpa (finally!) and his friends yesterday, had very elegant white wine at his house before heading down to the bar and club. sorry to say that at the club and bar, i was officially bored. aside from people shoving drinks down my throat, i can say that the only redeeming factor is that godpa is happy. and to me, that means alot. be it sacrificing time of sleep (after a whole niter cramming in the camp office mind you), or sacrificing friends or money.

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my brother's coming back from Australia tonight, imagine, 4 people sharing one toilet that's almost the size of a kid's closet. wonderful.

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i wish the sun would perpetually be shining brightly, this gloomy weather that has the potential to turn into a possum pounder on this saturday afternoon would badly affect the itenary planned with my cousin Nicole to swim and tan @ the country club. "the glamorous, the glamorous.. oooo the flowers the flowers"

i don't mind the extravagant lifestyle, but my heart keeps things simple. i tried living a complicated life, doesn't work for me. to love be love, cherishing your loved ones. yada yada, you know the simple-lifestyle tagline. act on it!

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world AIDs day! be safe guys. have fun within safe boundaries gives you more time to have fun, twofold, threefold, tenfold perhaps?

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other incoherent thoughts should best be left floating around, awaiting to be dissipated. goodbye blog for now, let me enjoy the weekend.

selah again!

in the comforts of my office, waiting for a high rank to come and vet the corporate video i'm doing for him, i have hence denegerated into a lifeless sloth in front of the I-Net.

as well as gorging myself so much these past 2 days that even the legendary foodie Bryan W would blush.

i apologise to myself for the past few weeks, i've let myself and my sanity be overtaken by thoughts that materalised out of even smaller thoughts. its' a chain reaction really. i'm finally back on track with a much more stable mentality.

whatever's meant to be shall past. whatever isnt' shall go.

midnight jogging. needed.

i so need to run.

my thoughts are getting clogged again, and i'm not thinking straight.

if given the ability to reverse time, i'd just be friends. it's getting to become a guessing game and hangman all at the same time.

something revelational at SGH

my department had the half day off to go see our dept i/c James @ SGH after his sinus operation.

when we entered, we saw his girlfriend, taking time off her teaching job just to accompany him, heard she was there for over 12 hours already.

after the operation, there would be bleeding coming out from the eye, the mouth and the nose. so you could imagine the mess it was.

however, the thing that touched me most was, the girl was so mentally strong, she just helped james wipe off the blood from his cotton-patched nose without any flinching, or any look of disgust, she helped swipe the blood-stained eye of his with a smile, and took the spitoon bowl when he needed to spit out the phelgm/blood and other salivary substances (that happened very often)

i looked at them and smiled in admiration. james is a lucky ass, for a girlfriend who cared so much to take time off her career. and to be able to joke freely, like she's his best friend.

no wonder The Matriach found it hard when my dad passed away, indeed marriage, or heck, relationships are when you find your bestfriend and you compliment each other and take time for each other.

i think that was real sweet and life taught me a damn good lesson about relationships today.

something for a 3some.

Three Things You Want To Do Before You Die:
1) have a long lasting healthy relationship
2) get my own property
3) afford my own funeral

Three Names You Go By:
1) Isaac
2) Zhi / Zhiyang
3) "oei bitch!"

Three Screen Names You Have Had:
1) 志
2) itczy
3) Isaac

Three Physical Things You Like About Yourself:
1) Skin - quite smooth on the face, some girls would kill for this. :)
2) big hands - oh yes. *wink wink*
3) ears - proportionate, goldilock-ish. not too big nor small.

Three Parts Of Your Heritage:
1) Chinese
2) Thai
3) -

Three Things That Scare You:
1) Rejection
2) Death
3) Rejection

Three Of Your Everyday Essentials:
1) wallet
2) Hp
3) my facebook account. (ha)

Three Things You Are Wearing Right Now:
1) instantkarma tank top "DOOR BITCH"
2) my beloved but soon-to-be-chui GANT pants
3) sexy BUM undies (oo lala)

Three Of Your Favorite Bands/Musical Artists:
1) Natasha Beddingfield
2) Rihanna
3) Goo Goo Dolls

Three Of Your Favorite Songs:
1) Natasha Beddingfield - Soulmate
2) Rihanna - Don't stop the music
3) Carrie Underwood - Some Hearts

Three Things You Want In A Relationship:
1) a best friend
2) loyalty (don't you dare go fuckin' around)
3) communication / transparency

Three Physical Things About The Preferred Sex That Appeal To You:
1) built - i ain't want no michelin man or 2d-figure.
2) Looks - whoever said looks does not matter is lying (i agree with my twin deeps)
3) jawlines. something about 'em.

Three Of Your Favorite Hobbies:
1) dancing
2) dragonboating
3) volleyball

Three Things You Want To Do Really Badly Right Now:
1) not think about someone
2) kiss someone
3) forget someone.

Three Careers You're Considering/You've Considered:
1) Church Worker (quick laugh it out!)
2) Teacher
3) Piano Performer

Three Places You Want To Go On Vacation:
1) Australia
2) Taiwan
3) Krabi

Three Kid's Names You Like:
1) Jade
2) Brandon
3) Keagan

Three Ways That You Are Stereotypically A Girl:
1) I whine
2) I have bitch fits and mood swings
3) I love shopping. period.

Three Ways That You Are Stereotypically A Boy:
1) I am lazy. lazy lazy lazy.
2) I do not know when is my limit in pursuing the one i love.
3) I pick my nose.

Three People You Tag:
1) Twin Gorgeous
2) Dominic
3) Mabel

ja ja jaded.

lazing around the house for the whole Sunday gives me lotsa time to organise my room, clean the house, do something productive, make a difference to society and cultivate world peace step by step.

not.

i woke up to a messy room and upon clearing one box of stuff, i proceeded to surf facebook.com, and afterward traipsing downstairs to the living room to watch cartoon network and nickelodeon in between bouts of power naps and surviving on grape yakult and a pau for a total of 8 hours till dinner.

my mind's not in the mood. i really think that i'm gonna be happy being single and STAY single. i don't wanna wear my heart on my sleeve anymore (as much as i insist it's not gonna happen, some perfectly fine potential comes in and stirs everything up, life's a bitch ain't it)

and the fact that it's so complicated makes it worse. aiya. i wish i didn't think so much (as much as many of you all disgree!)

let's look foward to something.

*hesitates*

christmas!

heres to good fuzzy feelings, presents galore, food food foodies, nice lightups, bargains and sales and partying with your friends.

not.

heres to bills bills bills, expanding waistlines, crowded mobs of disgusting smelly people, overpriced inflated items, partying with your unconscious drunken friends.

-
i swear i'm becoming jaded on not just the aspect of love, but for life and in general. gah. random rants. stupid work tomorrow.

just call me angsty_b0i87rawkzx@hotmail.com lol

what happened to my social life?

if they say that the house maketh a man, then i am very messy and in renovations. what happened to my social life? man. i miss these people. some i see often, but nv had heart t heart chats.

twins shouldn't be seperable. x'mas shopping soon!

i don't know what happened, i don't know what's with your problems. hope to hear from you soon.

our next foodie committee meal, must be before x'mas guys! or before yuwen flies off again!

get out of camp lar bitch. :P

truly sensational. more gelare times pal. (:

always a place in my heart. it's the mugging period for all you uni-woonies, and a travelling time for atas-swinging-singles to go abroad hor. tsk! brekos with me next time lar! i promise i won't work on that day if you all ask earlier. LOVES!

Bee-zy B. sooon!

thursday blessing.

so an old friend, Joseph and i hung out this evening.

starting out by making 2 circles around Kim Seng area hesitating on Zion road Food centre

afterwhich, settling at Cold rock @ Holland V for some chunky unconventionally mixed icecream and confectionary/chocolates.

to Mt Faber, to relive my childhood days of non-commercial hills (alas) and circling around it twice, to take a better glimpse of the blue-neon christmas tree (and couples making out and getting it on in the jiggling stationary vehicles and misty condensed windshield)

and finally to Labrador Park, facing the jetty, overlooking the vast panoramic view of the waters beyond.

what a fruitful thursday. aside from Acolades and Anecdotes exchanged, i learnt one thing from him and his ex: persevere, and take it easy. i didn't realise how long they went out before they got together, a friggin 7 months. can you believe that?

and for myside, i'm taking things slow still.. just as godpa adviced. (:

alots on my mind (what's new?) i'm just waiting for your side to initiate.

something productive

something i've learnt in camp today, thanks to my upperstudy. the wonders of imageready (too lazy to get macromedia flash)



boy do i love pandan cake.

bottled.

i don't know whether i can take it.

and where did my time go towards?

random photos.

Halloween 2007 - cheryl and me. naughtaye boy scout and kinky nurse. hawtt.

overdue! this was like.. during my block leave after BMT. mid sept?


see the similarity?
chomp. i love my hot fuck, i mean hot fudge sundae. :)

angelina jolie has NOTHING on us :)

Carrie Underwood - Don't forget to remember me.

Carrie Underwood - "Don't Forget To Remember Me"

18 years have come and gone
For momma they flew by
But for me they drug on and on
We were loading up that Chevy
Both tryin' not to cry
Momma kept on talking
Putting off good-bye
Then she took my hand and said
'Baby don't forget

Before you hit the highway
You better stop for gas
There's a 50 in the ashtray
In case you run short on cash
Here's a map and here's a Bible
If you ever lose your way

Just one more thing before you leave
Don't forget to remember me'

This downtown apartment sure makes me miss home
And those bills there on the counter
Keep telling me I'm on my own
And just like every Sunday I called momma up last night
And even when it's not, I tell her everything's alright
Before we hung up I said
'Hey momma, don't forget to tell my baby sister I'll see her in the fall
And tell mee-ma that I miss her
Yeah, I should give her a call
And make sure you tell Daddy that I'm still his little girl
Yeah, I still feel like I'm where I'm supposed to be
Don't forget to remember me'

Tonight I find myself kneeling by the bed to pray
I haven't done this in a while
So I don't know what to say but
'Lord I feel so small sometimes in this big ol' place
Yeah, I know there are more important things,
But don't forget to remember me
But don't forget to remember me'

let's take things real..

i'm happy this way. :)

if you're guilty of ANY of BOTH of these faux pas.

Social Networking Faux Pas

Instant Messenging (MSN) Faux Pas

any more than 5 from each, you're probably someone very chui. CHANGE NOW! haha

guess who was at the club?

Natasha sundays.

listening to MTV Live: Natasha Beddingfield @ Madrid. her voice is absolutely enchanting. it's like Joss Stone meets Lauryn Hill. that melodic, that enthralling. "Unwritten" came on at its finale and i just bopped to the beat on my L shaped sofa, resting upon dozens of odd shaped pillows (including Mabel's "husband" garfield & the Pfizer Pillow) and relaxed.

it's nice to have someone to hold through these feel good moments, but also nice to spend it alone. reflecting how good life is.

it's my declaration of independence.

LEO!

very true. what a feel good moment (:

*****

there's nothing going on really. but i enjoyed that meal at the train station.

Lets101 - Free Online Dating

saturday morning after.

minor hangover. (what's new?)

sometimes. good things come for boys who wait. and last night was a sneak preview.

some pictures from my loves!

before heading off to Zouk! can i say how formal we ALL look? :)


the toast that revolutionised the way we work as a group, and as a family. boy i wish i could jot down every single toast message we all said out. it really was a heartwarming thing. :) i can't wait for December, we have stuff lined up as well. w00ts!

and i'm finally gonna sleep. and did i mention that the rewiring's almost done? i slept on the couch downstairs but tonight, i'm in the luxurious comfort of my bed and room with fully equipped aircon, electricity anddddd INTERNET! :D

TGIF!

Emo @ 0200. TGIF!

i see many of my friends falling in love all over again. i think that's great really.

in this world, being alone is okay, feeling lonely isn't.

some of us take a longer time to find their true love, some are in the midst of finding theirs and some have already pretty much decided that they've found it.

and as a friend i definitely revel in the joy you guys have found in your other half. your soul mates. your completion of your heart.

those who haven't, like me, don't fret, sometimes, all it starts as friends, and whatever happens. happens and it happens for a reason. don't question yourself for things beyond your control, and don't blame yourself for things that have happened.

if we were all Gods, it's war of the worlds down here, throw some lightning bolts man.

and PS: MSN nicknames don't speak out much especially in anger, it's just all about seeking attention, or worse, seek self-pity in a morbid way.

afterall, it's MSN. not My Social Network. oh wait, does it mean that? ha.

recent photos.

@ Scarlet Hotel with ...

the birthday boy Terence! happy birthday dude :)

selah

my silly gullible, influential pushover heart. i don't wanna fall into pits again and again and again. ngggh.

inherent absence. apologies!

"speak out if you do, you're not easy to find" - Natasha Beddingfield

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sorry for the inherent lack of updates, my house an utter mess and a complete clutter catastrophe (hellooo alliteration!) thanks to the major rewiring and renovation of the upper storey bathrooms. and to think that all this madness will only stop before x'mas.

on a good note, less than 6 weeks till christmas! as my twin would say, can you feel it yet?

now, my mind's all in a jumble, so whatever i can regurgitate i will. try to keep up.

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walking back from city hall to orchard with Dominic is TIRING. and to think we attempted this walk-athon at 2330hrs yesterday night. it was supposed to be THE menage e trois, but apparently someone was caught up, no names mentioned here *Whistles* ha. loves still k.

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been running 3 times a week now, and i can feel my back muscles being strengthened. with an average of 35mins each mon, wed, fri. running around tiongbahru, novena, tanglin respectively. i've no idea the distance i cover, but considering i'm running just a wee bit slower than my IPPT test speed, i've a feeling i've covered a substantial amount. and i'm so working on my abs recently. time to get back some BMT glory!

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office has been rather slack since the passing of the COC ceremony, being tasked with smaller projects that have the possibility of being added into my portfolio. watching movies as well makes time go by faster, with a record of "Because I Said So" (mandy moore, diane keaton), "My Super Ex Girlfriend" (Uma Thurman), "Blades of Glory" ( Will Ferrell ), "Good Luck Chuck" (Jessica Hotsex Alba) and soon to be watching the Nanny Diaries & Just Follow Law and many more to go.

yes mabel jie you can so start stabbing me with your paddle now. :D

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the party night on friday with the ccwa LOVES @ Phuture was damn fun. it has been so long since we partied like no tomorrow. (well, no training on the following day sure helped)

drinking shots at my house, fooling around with my gigantic stuffed garfield. all the CHUI pictures (that'll never see the light of the day outside of our photo folders), and then making fun of taxi drivers en route to Zouk.

Phuture was good, but effing packed, thanks to the Deepavali holiday that lead on to the weekends. chanting to Rihanna's Don't stop the music. and followed by the super chui event of having supper. using the camera to take pictures of the *ahem* grand canyon (wink wink) and then proceeding to have a mini war with derrick spitting ice throw straws (very juvenile hor!) , or worse, taking pictures of orgasmic faces. LOL fuck thinking about those pictures damn funny lar. i miss that. and our special guest bryan was all there to videophone our antics.

if i see it on youtube.com ... boy i'll .. -.-

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team gathering on sunday @ Marketplace Plaza @ Raffles City, buffet galores with the whole team, it was nice getting to know people outside of the clique better, and when you mix weiyin+mabel with cameras, you get a lot of photos. and it felt nice just to hang around them on a lazy sunday afternoon, a totally different scenario when your'e outside the kallang river.

also watched Bee Movie on Sunday! it's rather entertaining and i'm thankful steven spielberg and jerry seinfield transformed it from a bee-wearing man to an animation, boy if they didn't, i'd say it'd be a sure flop in the box office.

it's heartwarming, but didn't make me cry this time. yay i think i'm getting immune to cartoon plots.

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i guess that pretty much sums up my activities for the past few days.

oh oh,

DJ JUNIOR VASQUEZ LIVE @ PLAY THIS SATURDAY! Early Bird Tickets are going fast, so faster get yours today! :)

he's a amazing DJ who's done remixes to popular tunes of Beyonce, Madonna & Christina in particular, but i'd expect a not-too-familiar set on saturday (as do all guest djs ala hex hector)

i'll see you guys there!

over out.

take a walk back to tiong bahru!

Happy Deepavali!

waking up around noon.. having lunch in Tiong Bahru Market with The Matriach, flirting my way to a discount at Bamboo Cane Juice (haha) Stall, simple wanton mee, enriching talks, ending it off with the peanut soup (tang yuan).

i'm amazed at the facelift tiong bahru market has had, i remmeber my fond years as a child, waking up in the wee hours (well i still do) of the morning, just to follow The Matriach and Aileen the maid to the market, i'd walk through the wet market, in dainty little flip flops with an oversized discoloured power ranger tee shirt, scared at the ways the owners hawked their fares of cold poultry, reeky fish and vegetables with a myriad of colours.

Afterwhich, we'd adjourn to the cooked foods for a takeway of heart fare, that included the famous chee kway, doughsticks (you tiao), vegetarian bee hoon with its oh-so-artery-clogging gravy.

the car would smell of (oddly) durian, everyone was sweating profusely, but when you arrive at the house gate, you see the sun glowing and rising. you feel, a somewhat family peace.

and flashback to today, just driving away from the hustle and bustle of TB market at 1300 hours, the faint memories come flying back, with an additional wanton of nostalgia and peacefulness.

and now i'm currently at my uncle's house as my own is undergoing thorough renovations, which involved major rewiring, so everything's wrapped in plastic to avoid dust (riiite) and workers are a dime a dozen, working on every room a the same frigging time. i slept on the sofa, which everyone agrees is as good as a bed, only to be woken up by a drill. (no sexual connotations please)

i think, Deepavali is probably one of my more serene holidays of this year. no wild excitement, no rush of blood to the head, no climatic turns. just family oriented times.

meeting up with the signal buddies later on. can't wait!

One Art - Elizabeth Bishop

The art of losing isn't hard to master;
so many things seem filled with the intent
to be lost that their loss is no disaster.

Lose something every day. Accept the fluster
of lost door keys, the hour badly spent.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.

Then practice losing farther, losing faster:
places, and names, and where it was you meant
to travel. None of these will bring disaster.

I lost my mother's watch. And look! my last, or
next-to-last, of three loved houses went.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.

I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster,
some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent.
I miss them, but it wasn't a disaster.

---Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture
I love) I shan't have lied. It's evident
the art of losing's not too hard to master
though it may look like (Write it!) like disaster.


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again, this is In Her Shoes we're talking about. thanks Kimbo (long time no hear!) for the copy&paste.

i shall withhold from saying too much about my interpretation of this poem, but to put it short, sometimes, it's not just about failures instead of victory, but it's about letting go of things, of people, of property. as valuable as it is, sometimes, letting go is the best way.

and also, coz of the movie, i shall get a dress for my mum. (go read it)

In Her Shoes

i'm watching In Her Shoes right now, it's about 2 sisters who are polar opposites, but somehow, similar. (i know you're going ?!?!??!?!?!?!?!?!?!? but yeah)

and it makes me miss my brother.

and the dating scene. gosh.

and most importantly, how independent these people were without their emotional baggage. they did dog-washing jobs, running away from car-hijacking rapists, or doing old ladies' hairs @ home, lawyers, sleeping with your sister's boyfriend, trying on your sister's shoes (hence the movie title), adding milk to your haagen daaz ice cream, going for MTV auditions, finding old nostalgic wellwishing cards with money in side during your childhood days, walking around in a skiimpy bikini and denim hotskirts with abs to show (damn you cameron)

can i say how underappreciative i've been to my channel 58 and 60? time to be a bit more seclusive and be a literal couch potato.

you

you can't stop people from talking.

but you can stop telling people things.

friends.

i think i finally realized the importance.

AHOY!

hello there cherrybonanza, how have you been?

i've been becoming less reliant on this blog for my emotional, political and at odd times trivial outpours :)

at least Christmas is coming! :) hope you guys are feeling the festive mood.

something for you viewers to chew on.

ignorance can be enlightened,

a drunk made sober,

the sad made happy,

the arrogant humbled,

the insecure made firm,

but stupid lasts forever.

Sugababes - Easy

Sugababes - Easy.

a fusion of victorian goth meets retro funk. with cheesy lyrics about "sex on the beach, not on the rocks".

typical all girl group video, with the fiasco of hair blowing in the wind, robotic dance moves to end off the choreograph, black leather of 007 girls gone bad.

sad that (my favourite asian mix girl) Mutya has left the group, the new girl (whatever her name is) looks like a Stacie Orico gone Satanic. tsk.

to address an issue

floods, repeats, discrimination, assumptions and reading too much into the most minimal words.

i don't condone such behaviour.

if people think i'm breaking down inside, or that i'm as weak as i was years ago, go ahead.

i don't need to impress, improve or indent someone else.

if people think that they're here to flood my tagboard so that they can be like a little baby in a cradle screaming for utmost attention go ahead. i'm not the one being fed by the bottle.

wild dogs don't chase parked cars. i'm sorry if i've got a brighter future than you, that i'm doing something to make a point, that i'm helping others unconditionally.i have my fair share of fun and at times i hurt others and myself, but who doesn't? sure i've got my faults, but at the end of the day, who gets the benefit of this senseless tagging?

if it's his/her satisfaction, then i must say that is indeed very very sad.

TGIFFFFF

the long anticipated weekend is finally here! aside from the trepidation or rather, boredom of guard duty looming over me this sunday, i guess there's always a positive side, and that's halloween next week!

and that well, i guess i found out some stuff about the ex, and how _________ the ex was and how the ex's ex is even more ______. tsk.

well, karma karma karmmmmmma.

okay, slowly letting go of the bitter betty-ness in me. no love lost!

and my poles PILLARS of my life, my loves, i'll be seeing them tomorrow for training, how great can life start to be? almost endless and abundant as long as your mindset is renewed.

well, aside from being holed up in this computer lab doing some tests, i'm almost shaking in the knees on how i can think of things to do within my service time here. like SATs? a private degree maybe? or even A levels!

or learning driving, or learning to lick my elbow.. oh you know the gist.

time to start brainstorming on my own blog or maybe a shared one with mandylicious.

maybe a change.

apparently my obsessive (but very affable) fans on my tagboard do not realise the patterns in my blogs since i've started blogging, i shall not state the utmost obvious lest i reveal a bigger level of moronity they have hence achieved.

and yes, maybe it's time i "move house" with my dear mandylicious. coz

#1- glam people should shack it up together

#2- it's easier to keep in touch that way since we're both so busy

#3- her hot friends can bio me. HAHA.

well 2/3 of the above is true. think about it =p

a thursday night

i'm so itching to change this blog soon. it's 2 more months to january, and as always i always relocate every year, and it isn't THAT hard to find me really.

now really bored at the computer lab, after a whole day of tests and antennae exercises.

i looked through some familiar blogs and i just wanan blog so much, it's up to my brim in the neck, but judging from my current demography and geography. i have to suffocate myself.

lamenting about stayins.

i hate the army (for the X1298417928948) time.

i feel very out of touch.

and the only thing i can blog about is the Salvatore Ferragamo EDT that i sneaked in.

or that the vending machine stocks up on Bread Pan (not Daryl's brand, but some garlic crisps) and Snickers and TOP bars every other day.

or that green is my colour.

or that the cook house muslim food is very creative. (satay beehoon last night? watered down please)

or that we're dying of boredom every weekday night as we don't have anything on at night

or that one of our peculiar quizzes actually have answers online. hmmm.

or that planning our weekends never seemed more detailed (with hourly slots!)

or that phone bills are on the rise thanks to excessive sms-ing during before after class.

or that B&J is so insufficient. (CHERRRY GARCIAA)

or that my clothes are gathering dust in my room without me wearing 'em.

or that you develop a close affection to your signals PT tank.

musing.

it was then
it is now
it will be

i feel like i'm stepping on landmines now. with great trepidation i trudge through this week till the friday comes.

and being offered very suggestive and promiscuous and almost perverted suggestions of a THREESOME. tsk. my monday has been quite scandalous. (all thanks to dan he says)

Recapitulation!

the week's started off again!

i haven't really mentioned much about my weekend yet, so to cut a long story short..

playing at the club on friday night was damn fun, drank alot (thanks to Payday!) and Dan sure enjoyed himself too.

Met uncle Alan on a saturday afternon and followed him for his megalomaniac shopping spree @ the Ipod shop @ Cinileisure, followed by facebooking with his friend Chrispian at Uncle Al's abode & American Politics.

it sure is interesting learning about US politics, the battle between the democrats and republicans... the discrimination and all. till i feel more at ease with being less occupied to degenerating my brains in camp, then i'll talk more about the Obama-Hillary-(and recently added)-Gore 3 way showdown.

Friday evening took some time spending it with dear Dominic walking around Paragon & then finaly settling down at Crown Prince for some good ol' swensens with his friend Gabs. followed by the abovementioned Club.

Saturday Night (yes, i'm incoherent, bear with me) was spent at Cream Bistro with Daryl, Cheryl & Daddy Jeremy, afterwhich, we were quickly whisked away to some Winery (i can't remember!) @ Dempsey, where we drank delicious sweet fruity champagne for a very reasonable price. gosh, i'm so gonna drag Uncle Alan & the BTB(bigtimebastards..ha) there, they sure loves some bubbly.

Sunday's bulk was spent with my loves down at Kallang River, aside from the race sets we did, we spotted someone, or something, or whatever. again, such things should be outside of the boat, not inside.

and the golden quote for the day

"aye ___, how can you eat a banana with the skin on!?"
"i couldn't find a rubbish bin!"

some photos in random directories in my laptop.

the last nite. we saboh-ed Milton aka Fish.

i miss you guys a lot man. they said BMT memories are a lifetime. true

hawt sex modelzzzz


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(Derrick) Kong's birthday @ Cream Bistro, and a crazy nuah night at my house a few weeks back. :)

if i had a choice, i'd make hanging out with you guys an occupation. one of you said "i am EXTREMELY protective of our group" and i couldn't agree more.