Moody Euphoria

Lie with me and just forget the world


Went to town yesterday and I was happy because I bought Topman Boxers :) I think I want 100 of them I'll buy two everytime I step into Topman now but only if they have the ones I like. I don't like those that has the elastic band thing it looks damn ugly and childish. Dinner was at Tambuah Mas, awesome Indonesian food as always yumyum. Shopping around the whole of Orchard Road was flanked by chilling sessions at Starbucks and then CoffeeBean because Singapore is boring. Caught the last train home and slept around 2am because my internet died and nothing was good on television. Tried abit of reading but my eyes were not obedient probably because they only had 2 hours of shut eye the previous night.

Anyway some good news I may be able to get the car starting this week fingers crossed. No more long walks to the mrt no more over priced taxi rides say hello to 100 on a highway and lousy parking skills can't wait. Shouldn't get my hopes up anyhow because if my brother comes back he may hog the car and I don't have much of a bargaining chip against him. Maybe I'll try to convince my Dad to change to a manual car because my brother only has an auto licence from the States. But nah, that'd be mean.

http://theyahooanswers.tumblr.com. You can just laugh until you die. Then you begin to worry, like why do we have these people on our planet.

Was supposed to go kite-flying today but due to imminent inclement weather it was postponed. Anyway it was at 9am I woke up at 0230pm so even if there was aforementioned flying of kites, they would have all been stuck on trees or flown away by the time I got there anyway. How can a Saturday be spent at home though right? A few phone calls, a couple of clicks on the mouse and I'm finally catching New Moon later. I know everybody says that it sucks yada yada yada, I don't care. Kristen Stewart.

I think my mum has been accustomed to me waking up at 2-3 oclock everyday. Just now I woke up at around 11 because I needed to pee, then she was watching some television show in the living room and when she saw my ambling self she was like, " Wah, wake up so early ar for what". I think I just blinked at her and carried on my path to the toilet. Sometimes when i stay up til 7am and she wakes up and sees me I'll have to put on this groggy I just woke up face and pretend that I needed to answer Nature's Call because if she knew that actually I have not slept yet...I'll probably not hear the end of it. She has been pestering me to get a job for the longest time and I've been trying to act occupied but I don't know how long this facade can last. My dad called from Bangkok yesterday and the conversation was like;

Dad: Hey son, how are you?
Me: Okay larh, I'm fine. Same old same old.
Dad: Not going out?
Me: Nah. At home.
Dad: What's there to do at home?
Me: Uh. I don't know...Rest? Prepare for 2010 it's gona be a big year.
Dad: Hahaha! I like that! Where's Mom?

I think I'll vote him for Coolest Dad of the year 2009. Okay no, wait until he passes me the car first.

I just realized that a number of my library books are overdued for their return. I feel guilty about it but I'm not ready to part with them as yet because I'm not done with them. Think I shall commit a few hours everyday finishing them up before my fines rack up. I know there's this system online that can renew books, but I've already renewed them once. Busy, no time to read. It's not like I've finished national service, am not working, and bum around all day right?...Wait. Okay I take that back.

So there's my cousin's wedding on the 11th of this month. Normally I look forward to weddings. I mean, what's not to like right? You get to dress up smart, you meet your extended family, get some compliments about how tall/handsome/have striking resemblance to father/mother you are or have become, and then the food does not disappoint. But this time, however, I have been tasked to be the MC. Which I wouldn't have minded, just that my cousin and I aren't exactly the closest cousins on planet Earth. I barely know her, let alone her fiancee, and I have a bad feeling about the whole thing because it's looking to be mundane and dry. But it's her wedding so I guess I'll just follow instructions and read from the script. Wouldn't be an overstatement if I admit that I'm not exactly stoked about the whole thing but oh well, she's still family.

And I'm very hungry now I wish I had a nice hot packet of Punggol Nasi Lemak.

I want easy but each time I get complicated.

Dinner with ZY was great, as always. Adam Road Nasi Lemak didn't disappoint, seaweed shaker fries was divine, apple pie with Nutella icecream was heavenly but I can't believe I ate so much my stomach's protesting. Then proceeded to Starbucks where we sat down for a good hour or so without buying anything hahaha! It wasn't like it was filled to the brim with people anyway.

Bus I took home was like from the North Pole or what it was freezing. Everybody on the bus was like shivering I think the driver was like a whale or something so cold for don't know what fuck. And this girl in front, she had a blanket. Why does she have a blanket?? I don't know, was there a news telecast in the evening like, Cloudy mornings with bright afternoon sun, cold buses expected at night.

Christmas is coming I have a wish list but I'm not expecting much because I don't think I've been a good boy and Santa knows man. And I cannot act aloof with the big guy like he'd go Ho ho ho, Dalton, you've been bad all year long man. And I can't just go like, Huh, what thing.

Die la confirm only get charcoal in my stocking.

Caught "My Girlfriend is an agent" yesterday with Clarence and all in all it was quite a cute Korean show. We decided that having girlfriends like that would be very exciting. We'd probably die but it'd be a good ride ( no innuendo intended ). Dinner was teppenyaki at this quaint little Japanese restaurant, and after which both of us suffered diarrhoea. We are still contemplating if the two aforementioned events are linked. Didnt want to get home too late so we drove back. I took the wheel halfway and impressed him with my driving skills but he was being a total Dad about the whole thing shrieking and helping me check my blind spots what the heck. Like my license is pirated one bought at Toa Payoh Pasar Malam.

Meeting Zhao for dinner later at Adam's can't wait for some nasilemak and Island Creamery tummy loving! And he has juicy news my ears can't wait.

Masquerade of faces, the world's a mask
To none shall thou reveal.
A veil of feelings, 'cause love's a game
To deal, or not to deal?

All speak no lies, but not the truth
Actors; the world's our stage.
The script's on hand, do follow close
Resist penning your own page.

We dance , we sing, all are enthralled
The audience in our spell.
We join, we bow, all poised and set
Our pride, at performing well.

Another noon, another show
Carbon copy of any day
One final scene, the last encore
A glimpse was snuck your way.

Oh bravado, Oh the nerve
Such betrayal will not do
Oh elation, Oh the bliss
A grin bestowed by you.

As I am masked, you will not see
The euphoria that I hide.
My silent courtship, if exposed
Shall detach you from my sight.

My inamorata, my beloved
It pains me when I see,
Your hand entwined in yet another
And it doth not belong to me.

Naught a soul shall see beneath the mask
A heartbreak none will hear.
I dance, I smile, I yearn a day
When I'd be your Shakespeare.


D.Ng
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So quiet
another wasted night,
the television steals the conversation
exhale,
another wasted breath,
again it goes unnoticed.

Please tell me you're just feeling tired
cause if it's more than that I feel that I might break
out of touch, out of time.

Please send me anything but signals that are mixed
cause I can't read your rolling eyes
out of touch, are we out of time?

Close lipped
another goodnight kiss
is robbed of all it's passion,
your grip
another time, is slack
it leaves me feeling empty.

I'll wait until tomorrow
maybe you'll feel better then
maybe we'll be better then
so what's another day
when I can't bear these nights of thoughts
of going on without you
this mood of yours is temporary
it seems worth the wait
to see your smile again

out of the corner of my eye
won't be the only way you're looking at me then.

Again I Go Unnoticed
Dashboard Confessional

HAHA FUNNY.

Today I woke up and couldn't recall what day it was. I don't know if I should be worried. I think it's because everyday's almost the same now, weekday or weekends. Everybody's asking me like, Hey man, so what are you doing now with all your free time? And I'm like, uh, y'know, uh stuff. Stop asking me, I got nothing interesting to tell you! I want to tell you things like Oh, I'm currently doing some research on a cure for cancer?, or like Yeah, I'm kinda busy planning this expedition to Mount Everest? . I'm not. If I went into detail of my life now it'd go something like, Wow man, today I like, decided to change the brand of my toothpaste. I am probably one of the least exciting people around now. But I'm not complaining. For now, boring is good.

I'm quite hungry now because all my cousins came to my grandma's house for dinner and I ate too late didn't have much food left. Seaweed shaker fries?? Haha, no cannot. My stomach will complain and make me vomit all out. I would say duck porridge but later close again. Have to eat apples again sigh.

Yet I can't get enough.

I am exhaused. I am so tired I can just lie down and sleep like a snail ( A snail can sleep for 3 years). Soccer was awesome. It's been awhile since I've ran, sweated, and scored goals. Albiet an unfortunate misunderstanding that turned the game sour, it was well worth the ten bucks to book the place. My two feet ache now because this imbecile kept stepping on me with his studded boots, and my right hip has a bruise the size of an egg because the aforementioned imbecile kept taking away my legs from behind when I wasn't even in possession of the ball. I responded with 3 hard shots that missed his face slightly and shook the net when he was the goalkeeper. Whole game kept trying to rile me up I just kept smiling at him Dwight Yorke style. Immature little creep. But good game, really. The rain threatened but we enjoyed perfect soccer weather in the end.

My french is not progressing I must do something about it soon. I shall move it a couple of notches up on my priority list. I wonder how long it'd be before I get bored of this bummer life. Sick of all the parties. Sick of the secret rendezvous. Sick of the chats in the wee hours of the morning. Sick of the freedom to do whatever I want. Probably never. But no, my new year resolution 2010 is to do something productive. Leading Fiorentina to their first Seria A title in Football Manager is not counted as productive.

"I never apologize.
I'm sorry, but that's just the way I am."
- Homer J. Simpson

Penguins have an organ above their eyes that converts salt water to fresh water. So why are we investing so much into desalination plants, let's just go get a couple of penguin families in man.

I think stupid people make me laugh harder than funny humorous people. The stupid things that come out of their dumb little mouths can leave me gasping for air and suffer from stomach cramps. What are we to do without stupid people around, we all need a few of them in our lives. Yes yes, I know a wise comeback would be, " Yeah Dalton you're one of those people in my life". Don't be an asshole. Be more creative. I appreciate people with wit, those readily armed with a whoopass comeback, packing a punchline that knocks you off your perch. Show me a sarcastic son of a bitch and I'll show you a potential good friend of mine. It's so amusing when there's a battle of words going on and when one of the guys is obviously struggling, and he would come up with lousy comebacks like, " Say me, say yourself larh", " Yea larh I suck larh you very good larh". I want to slap him on the back of his head and go like, That's all you got? Seriously?

It's so ironic how so many people make fun of Ris Low when they themselves aren't exactly ambassadors of good English. "Eh, you is got hear about Ris Low or not go and seen her videos in youtube so funny man". And I'm thinking like, uh what's wrong with you, your brain and voice box not cooperating is it. I know I'm like an obnoxious dickhead in this post but like I said, these people make me laugh so I'm not like, anti-stupid.

Please don't rain tomorrow I'm quite worried now because it didn't rain today. I need my soccer fix.

They say love's a game



After the hullabaloo of last night, today consisted of waking up, having lunch, talking to Ellie before she disappeared somewhere, sleeping, waking up and here we are. Don't we all wish there was a rewind button. It only takes a stupid mistake to ruin something. Sometimes I think all these are my retribution and bad karma accumulated for being such an asshole last time. I've had many people I care about leave my life, and all I can do now is hope history never repeats itself anymore. It should be so much more simple.

Think there would be a soccer game tomorrow I'm super psyched about it. Haven't had a good game in ages and I hope it wouldn't be a letdown, or worse yet, rain on our parade. I can't remember the last time I had a good run out since I completed my national service but don't worry I won't let myself become a fat pig. The most I go staple my stomach hahaha I have been told it is effective.

I think my mom is the one person who thinks I look like a handsome Korean boy in my new spectacles I think she's just bias cause I'm her son and I have her genes so she must say this type of thing. I mentioned the same thing to someone and she only stopped short of laughing in my face in the mrt. But yes, the specs were a good choice so grateful for helping me choose next time buy magnum classic for you.

Handsome Korean boy hahaha what the fuck man seriously.

Went to meet fang after ages of not seeing him and it was brilliant. Almost missed my stop in the NEL cause I dozed off, must be the effects of waking up at 5am and talking to Ellie until the sun was high in the sky. Sent my dad off at the airport, hanged out with Uncle Han Chuan for a little bit and then off home again before the fangster. Had Carl Jr's beef chilli cheese fries I think I would never get sick of it, and I just found out that seaweed shaker fries is back bad news for my tummy.

Caught 2012 and it was not too bad. Shan't crack any I-need-to-go-build-a-ship-now jokes here ( already did that on my twitter page, can't overkill ). I think my favourite part was when they were exchanging the Mona Lisa portrait cause they were speaking French and it sounded awesome I'm jealous I want to be able to speak like that.

Went to Punggol after that because I wanted to have duck porridge but it was closed ohmygod how unlucky so I had the fish porridge which was like rice cooked in plain water. At least the soup was hot and nice cause the weather was kinda chilly. But I'm bitter about the duck porridge and I don't know if I would still have any company the next time, after this seemingly disappointing experience. Maybe if I entice with alot of fried bread.

Anyway I wanted to apply for a part time job at Gramophone but all the slots were filled there were only full time positions available and I really don't want to commit myself to that just yet. Work full time means it'd be like army sleep early wake up at 7am go to work instead of having lovely conversations until 7am and sleep. Next year next year I promise to be more uh, work-centered.



You make it easy.

You're becoming such a habit of mine



Work today was quite alright, especially only having slept for 2 hours yesterday. Job scope was just travelling around in a van, loading and unloading of delicious looking food ( I didn't help to prepare them, don't worry nobody died), setting up of the buffet catering, and dealing with annoying corporate people who said absolutely ridicoulous things like " Aiyo, why you come so early at 1545, we ordered at 1700 you know. Later the food spoil how". Yeah cause we press a secret button in our van the whole buffet will set up within 30 seconds right and the foodstuff will decompose if not eaten within 5 minutes is it, the air in your office special.

But the pay was good, the people were nice, and although I only had a ham sandwich the whole day, it was a fulfilling experience slogging it out for the cash at the end of the day. Trudged home, bought wanton mee for dinner ( I was so hungry I even ate the vegetables ), showered and flopped down on my bed. My bodyclock is so messed up now.

I’ve been spending all my time
Just thinking about ya
I don’t know what to do
I think I’m fallin’ for you

Colbie Caillat soothes my ears, I was listening to her before I went for my driving test. Such simple lyrics translated into a painful melody of heartache. Hearing songs like this make me wish I can play the guitar and do a little rendition on my own but too bad I'm musically retarded last time in primary school I only passed Grade 1 because the teacher made us do it until we passed and trust me it took quite awhile. The highest musical achievement I have is to be able to play the Titanic theme song My Heart Will Go On on my recorder not bad already okay. Last time when I was a kid for some musical concert thing, I think it was kindergarden I don't remember when, they gave me the triangle to play lah what the fuck it's not even really an instrument and I guess it was spotted early on that I was no Mozart. Then some people so smug like they are some guitar prodigy then they say things like " Must know how to play guitar then can woo girls mah" .

How ugly must you be to must have a gimmick to woo girls I feel so sad for these people. The most I play Guitar Hero on Wii.

I like this shirt.



Alright I'm going to work tomorrow. I know right I'm so efficient it scares some people, I only said yesterday that I was bumming around. Okay it's only a one day thing but still, it's gona be the first source of income since the governent paid me on November 10, told me to pack my things and leave. I hope I don't oversleep I got to wake up at 6am. Normally I wouldn't have slept at that time. And it's 1:23 now and I'm still here. I don't know what I'm thinking sometimes.

I keep listening to "Through the Trees" by Low Shoulder it's like my earworm now and my favourite song this week. Anyway I just cleared my Itunes of stupid songs so I feel good and when I travel tomorrow I'll have an awesome playlist to accompany me. Such things make me happy.

Anyway talking about happy, if you're a girl (or a boyfriend, Christmas is coming) and you want some retail therapy and you're lazy to go out because it's raining so much nowdays, go to this website http://prettypinkplastic.weebly.com/ The clothes are cool and so's the founder/model/website designer/stock getter. Yeah she does everything and it's admirable so be nice and buy a thing or two or eight.

I just went chilling with the guys and it was great. I always think like, 4-5 months ago we didn't know who each other were. Maybe then we met briefly around the battalion line or in the manning room. Who would have guessed, fast forward a couple of months, we'd be chilling together having a delightful time doing nothing at all. Life's funny sometimes. I guess that's what makes it so exciting and worth living huh.

Through the trees
I wIll find you;
I wIll heal the ruins left inside you

Awesome Possum.

I've just spent 12 days doing absolutely nothing, and I must say it's been really great. It's carefree and spontaneous and I would want to live like this everyday but POSB sends letters to me with a lot of numbers in it telling me that I cannot. I would find a job soon, I promise. For now, I just want to have the option of sleeping whenever, waking whenever, and have a 5am rendezvous if I want to. School starts in August anyway, there's alot of time and I'm only 20 once right?

Anyway I just passed my driving test so you can't say that I have not accomplished anything since I got my pink IC. I used it to mark my attendence for the test okay. November's looking awesome I'm getting two of the most important cards of my life. Anyway, I was brought up with the belief that driving the family around is the guy's responsibility so I feel all grown up now; bring on some families for me to drive around!

The Christmas cheer is spreading around, I can just feel it. The playing of carols in town, the decorations that flank the roads, every mall's looking green and red. I love it. It was always a time to look forward to, this festive season. I'll try to watch all the Christmas movies because they are awesome. Last year I had my x'mas in Bangkok and it was okay. This year should be a more homly affair. We don't put up our artificial tree anymore because I think it's no longer green but it's okay! I remember when I was in secondary school I used to go to those Christmas countdowns in town and it was a riot! But downright meaningless and stupid everyone just kept spraying the faux snow and it was just soap and very hard to get rid of. I hope I never get too old to love Christmas.

But Boxing Day is lame la okay.



Cute.

Very obviously, my resolution to blog more has resulted in an epic failure, but now I'm back because well, tomorrow's November 10 2009. A day I have waited for since January 11 2008. And now, 48 minutes away from it finally coming, all I feel is...nothing. I mean, I'm glad to have done my service but I'm not like, delirious from the excitement of taking my beloved pink IC tomorrow. I don't know why. And no, I'm not thinking of signing on please. Unexpectedly nostalgic, yes. Stupid and ready to sell 20 years of my life to green, no.

So today I went back to camp to sent Toon off on his final bookout from Stagmont Camp, and we were saying how in our 22 months of national service, we have been in the same platoon for 20 months. And it's kind of sad really. It's a bittersweet feeling and I know when I myself take my bow at last parade, I'll start to miss every single one of those idiots in my platoon and all the stupid stuff we do to pass time. In a flash everything that my army seniors tell me are coming true, when I asked them last year how it felt like to ORD, and I thought why in the world were they not jumping for joy and shouting their lungs out. And it's the exact same reason why I don't expect to jump nor shout tomorrow. Somehow it's like breaking up with someone whom you know isn't the one. You know you have to do it, but it's going to hurt anyhow. It's funny actually. I read my old posts when I was 300-200 days away from ORD and I was desperate to get out I was whining to everybody how I needed out and now I seem to be like some hypocritical dumbass.

I really hate goodbyes.

On a lighter note, post ORD plans! I think, I really want to work in a bookshop. Like just for the experience. I always wanted to, and it's now or never right? But Keith has somehow convinced me how much cooler working in That CD Shop is, but there's a problem and that is...
I think they only hire girls, but we're not sure. So it's either bookshop or CD shop, for now. Then there's French. I want to learn it properly and I shall devote some time to it. Because my Chinese is strictly basic conversational and only knowing one language seems quite lousy. I'm going to go sign up for lessons and I think it'd help more than The Complete Idiot's Guide to Learning French, which I borrowed from the library. Speaking of which,I like when people ask me where I'm heading to, then when I say stuff like " Oh, I'm going to the library, gota get some books" and they give me this wide-eyed-opened-jaw look and go " Huhhhhh are you serious??" and their reaction is one of total disbelief it's as if I just went " Oh, yea I'm going back to the zoo now cause I'm actually a penguin". It's interesting to not be what people stereotype you to be. But then again, I look very ah beng meh.

I have 9 months until I start school. That's rather long and I hope I don't grow fat. I shall try studying abit, other than French. The last time I peeped into my friend's Business textbook I think my brain gave a little whimper and had a stroke. And once my friend was talking about this promotion at some restuarant, which was something like, "Table of 3, 3rd person eats for free", something like that. Which essentially means, 33% off the total bill.  And I didnt get it at that time I was like " Wah, you bring some fat guy as the 3rd person the restuarant will close down." And my friend looked at me and was like " Eh, going to ORD then can be stupid is it?"

Die la how to survive at NUS like that.

" At this moment, there are six billion, four hundred seventy million, eight hundred eighteen thousand, six hundred seventy one people in the world. Some are running scared. Some are coming home. Some tell lies to make it through the day. Others are just not facing the truth. Some are evil men, at war with good. And some are good, struggling with evil. Six billion people in the world. Six billion souls. And sometimes, all you need is one."

- Peyton Sawyer

Hey everyone, so it's been quite awhile since I updated this old thing. I mean, excluding the previous post which doesn't really count cause it's just something I stumbled upon and I felt it really spoke to me, like in so many ways. But anyway, the previous post I mentioned that I was 191 days away from my escape from this place, and as of today it's 99 days. So give or take almost 100 days have passed since I last posted and this really got me thinking like, what have I done in those 100 days, y'know? Have I like, influenced anyone, or have I made someone feel better for him/herself just by being there. Have I made a difference? Or like, if I were to be judged on these 100 days, would it be a good one? Sometimes when I'm in camp I lie on my bed at night and these wild thoughts just wander into my mind. Like one night I was thinking how a choice or decision can determine a totally unrelated outcome, somehow. And I just kept coming up with examples of that, y'know? Like okay here's one ; If I just worked harder and passed A-math , maybe I wouldn't have known how to love. I dont think anyone understands that but me so nevermind.

So anyway, 99 days huh. I mean, don't get me wrong, I'm not one of those guys who complain non-stop about army, or at least I try not to be anymore. I'm pretty sure when it's all over and done with, with my pink IC in my hand, I'm going to miss this jackass of a place and all the people inside I have been fortunate enough to meet, and I would miss them because I know no matter what we say, that we'd keep in touch, it just won't be the same. We wouldn't be those guys that wake up at god forsaken hours to have bad breakfasts, we wouldn't be those guys that sleep about half a metre away from each other and share stories at night.  I'm not happy cause it's the end of this chapter. Rather, it's because its the start of a new one. One I'm pretty excited about, one I'm really looking forward to. This past year or so what I've really missed is just living, y'know? Just doing what I want to do, and whenever I want to and start living life. So, being in camp now, I don't hate what's in here, I just miss what's out there.

Sometimes I would really try one of those out-of-body experiences you see on the tele. Like, being someone else, looking at me and maybe I'd like to talk to myself and I'll be like Hey man how's it going. Y'know, go out for some coffee and I'll sit down with myself, figure out if I'm good company, see what others see when they look at me. Give myself a smack on the head for all the stupid things I did. Maybe I'd storm out on myself, that'd be hilariously sad.  I hope I make sense. I don't know who reads this stuff anyway.

With the bad economy and all that I realise people around me are getting real materialistic. Like they are so concerned with how rich they are or want to be, what car they would want to drive, what houses to invest in. They measure life by their successes, they want to be that guy with the most expensive suit, that guy with his slick convertible riding with the top down. And I guess having all that would be awesome y'know? Like it'd be so cool. But don't you think when life is measured that way, then it's not much of a life at all? But when I say something like that then I get responses like " Okay man, next time when I'm driving my Mercedes SLK with hot chicks with me, then you tell me if it's a life". And I don't say anything cause I don't want to open that can of worms and really, you can have your big car,  I'd be that person in a lousy bicycle, t-shirt and jeans, sneakers and you can have all the hot chicks you want I'd be holding the hand of the girl who's with me, even in a lousy bicycle. Maybe it'd be tough, but I think I'd be happy.

So imagine a future moment in your life where all your dreams come true, y'know? It's the greatest moment of your life, and you get to experience it with one person.
Who's standing next to you?

Okay my new year's resolution for 2009 would be to post more.
Kinda miss this.

I am standing upon the seashore.
A ship at my side spreads her white sails to the morning breeze
and starts for the blue ocean.
She is an object of beauty and strength.

I stand and watch her until at length she hangs
like a speck of white cloud just where the sea and sky
come to mingle with each other.
Then someone at my side
says: “There, she is gone!”
“Gone where?”
Gone from my sight. That is all.
She is just as large in mast and hull and spar as she was
when she left my side, and she is just as able to bear her load of living freight
to her destined port. Her diminished size is in me, not in her.
And just at the moment when someone at my side says, “There, she is gone!”
there are other eyes watching her coming,
and other voices ready to take up the glad shout:
“Here she comes!”

- Henry Van Dyke

It's 11:22 on a bright and sunny Saturday morning, perfect for a good game of 5-a-side soccer, brilliant for pancakes, a muffin or two accompanied by fresh brewed coffee and great company, temperature's even just about right for a healthy couple of laps in the nearby pool. Oh, even hiding under the covers of a warm blanket watching Discovery Travel & Living Channel seems lovely.

Not such a fabulous morning when you got to drag your tired butt off your bed at 7am (my goodness the horror), trudge to the bathroom to take a quick shower ( then realising that you had forgotten the towel, therefore rushing out butt-naked shivering), have a not so hearty breakfast of maggi noodles and take a 90 minutes trip to do what can be described using two very ordinary words but when joined together form the most detested phrase of Singaporean men ranging from 18-22 years of age: Book in.

On a desperately positive note : 191 days more. 191 let it fly past zoom by I don't care how just moveeeeeeee it.

On a totally unrelated note, can't they come up with a better name than swine flu. I don't know it just sounds quite funny which kind of downplays the seriousness of the illness. But it's really quite hilarious. Y'know, swine. I have on more than one occasion called people swines cause it sounds like something gross and like, dumb. I know it's a female pig everybody knows it's a female pig but...swine. Swine swine swine. Okay I'll stop this is not funny as of now it's actually very serious. And like, there's really isn't other names for it right. Pork flu or pig flu doesn't sound any better. 

" Hi, erm, let's see, give me a plate of... swine chop"

Haha okay I know my sense of humour is very lousy it's the word okay it sounds funny.

The folks are at US now which is like, dangerously near the origin of this influenza ( I won't say the word again), so I hope they are safe and like, y'know, breathe minimally.

Driving's quite fun it's quite straighforward, unless y'know, the gear's in reverse ( haha so funny okay there's something wrong with me today). My instructor's quite cute his a bubbly old man and he tells me things like driving is like tai chi. I like driving barefooted but I don't know if it's allowed during the final test but sometimes it makes me feel like Fred Flintstones hahaha. My cousin whose a year younger got his Class 3 already so if I fail on my first attempt I'm going to get an unlimited amount of stick from him.

Go listen to Hey Monday it's quite good the lead singer has a very nice voice and it doesn't hurt that she's also quite cute. Okay byebye.

"As we grow up, we learn that even the one person
that wasn't supposed to ever let you down probably will.
You will have your heart broken probably more than once
and it's harder every time.
You'll break hearts too,
so remember how it felt when yours was broken.
You'll fight with your best friend.
You'll blame a new love for things an old one did.
You'll cry because time is passing too fast,
and you'll eventually lose someone you love.
So take too many pictures,
laugh too much,
and love like you've never been hurt
because every sixty seconds you spend upset
is a minute of happiness you'll never get back." Okay I'm in camp and I am so bored of this I am sitting in my chair and doing nothing just letting my brain melt and soften its really happening I just took this Facebook quiz " Are you legally retarded?" and it says I am really retarded. Like they ask you questions like " How many of each animal did Moses bring up the ark?" and I clicked on "2" and my friend was like Moses didn't have an ark dude that was Noah and I was like Oh yeah...But on the bright side Facebook did predict that I would be an awesome Pokemon Master so watch out Elite Four I'm coming with my Master Balls and Super Potions.

I can't wait for November 10 then maybe I'll get my brain back and stop asking questions like " Eh, Yishun Junior College is at Yishun ar?"
( Okay but to defend myself, Serangoon JC is not in Serangoon what its at Hougang/Kovan that area right not)

Oh, and I passed my BTT with Keith (Keith almost didnt take the test because he didn't bring his IC then he got his dad to drive his passport down, like that is so Keith man things like that always happen to him) but okay I passed and I know it's damn slow like every-freaking-body has their Class 3 already and I haven't even started lessons and I really kinda regret not starting eons ago but its a start man at least I have a Provisional Driving Licence which some people didn't manage to obtain and I know this because during the test I sat there for a while waiting for people to finish and then peep at their screen and quite a number had a "Failed" sign and I was like ohmygod lemme pass lemme pass lemme pass and this guy beside me was like doing everything really quickly and i was like at question 15 he was at 41, like incredibly fast and he looked at my screen and I think he gave a little smirk cause I wasn't as fast as him then he pressed End Test and I looked over and I saw "Failed" and I tell you i was this close to standing up and do a little dance like the Haka dance the New Zealanders do and maybe a moonwalk but I didnt because I would probably have been disqualified (and at that point of time I have not passed as well). But I did give a very loud and clearly audible pppffffttttt which, when loosely translated, meant " Go down and book your BTT AGAIN loser".

Okay I dont wana accumulate too much bad karma so good luck smug-like-shit-but-still-fail-person, I hope you get your PDL before the sun burns out.

I want to learn many languages I think that's gona be my lifelong ambition it's quite exciting and really cool especially if you learn it with someone, then like in public like on the mrt or something you two can speak said language and nobody else will know what the shit you guys are talking about. Like you could be saying "Wow she is hot" about a girl standing like 1 metre away and she wont understand so you can say it however loudly you want. Like my ex-platoonmate he took German and he could like read Harry Potter in German! I want to learn French and Italian and Spainish and Thai. Maybe Japanese and Korean also but thats not high on my priority I dont know why. I told my friend and he was like Go learn how to speak Chinese properly first la. Hey, for the record, my Chinese is decent okay, I got A2 for my O Levels. I'm not going to tell you about A Levels because that one doesn't count and really isn't an accurate representation.

Okay it's about time for lunch which means :
1) Grumble about quality of food while queueing for food
2) Say no to vegetables because they look like they look like they have already been digested halfway by a mammal
3) Find seat, wait for fellow friends to seat down
4) Have a 2-3 minute dialogue about how aforementioned food looks more catered for different species of bestial/domesticated animals.
5) Agree that we have to eat it anyway
6) Tuck in
7) Exclaim aloud in amazement and resist urge to clap and cheer  when someone actually finishes his food.