School logo? Then you’re not a customer.

Hello, world!

I know it has been days since I last blogged and I know some of you had been snooping around my blog, hoping that somehow an update will happen. And ta-dah! Here it is. Anyhow, sorry for not been blogging for the past two weeks or so. I’ve been tired. Been working for a while and yesterday’s was officially the last day. Yes, I counted – only 8 days of work but that’s more that I could bargain for. Would have liked to stay longer but I was too bummed out. The work seriously tires me out big time so good bye job, and hello social life yet again.

Anyhow, yes, some of the people I know have been expecting this entry cause I’m seriously effed up pissed off with an issue that’s been boiling inside my head for quite sometime now.

A week ago, BA GOAL went to Toa Payoh Hub to assist the kids from the Children’s Society cause they were participating in the SMRT drawing competition. The company’s lovely cause we had new volunteers and the kids were insanely fun. I was frantic for a moment cause I couldn’t find Benjamin but hold and behold, he was there! Hiding behind his hoodie and I was sooooooooo damn happy that he recognised me. And of course, he was still my kid of the day.

It was sad though. We were only able to have the company for about two to three hours. Very short period of time but never mind, there’s still the three day event that we are planning for them. Hopefully he’s there.

Well, of course, after the event, we didn’t want to head back. Only Ah Soh did cause she needed to go shopping. For what? Formal clothes for attachment. Cause all the remaining year threes had to embark on their attachment life – which translates to their last semester in school already. I’m like so jealous. Never mind, after this upcoming semester, I’m gonna be a third year already. Time pass quickly, please.

Anyhow, the rest of us – Toh Toh, Liu Hock, Suxin, Rebacca and Sheila headed out. We didn’t even know where we wanted to go. Watch movie? Expensive? Go Changi Airport? Rebacca suddenly said she got something on. Then go Esplanade? Too boring?

In the end, we headed to Dhoby Ghaut despite Toh Toh’s persistence plead that she has been there for three times already. LOL. Hence, we headed there and then proceeded to the arcade at Plaza Singapura.

AND THERE IT WAS, THE SIGNAGE!

Students who are wearing their school uniform will not be allowed to be in the premises.

So, the others and I were laughing it all. It was a Sunday and we are polytechnic students. But we were still wearing school uniform cause it was BA GOAL shirt which was bright orange and the logo of ngee ann was there. Well, we had to feel proud of it what?

We all passed the games area one by one till one staff stopped Suxin and Sheila and told them that they are allowed in there cause they were wearing school uniform.

I honestly went o.O, — and finally _|_.

I just couldn’t take it. I went up to the crew (let’s just call him a retard) and this was our conversation.

Me: Hmm, may I question you as to why we are not allowed to be here?

Retard: Sorry, it’s the rules, if you are wearing school uniform, you are not allowed in here.

Me: But we are poly students and it’s a Sunday. This is not even a school uniform but a CCA shirt.

Retard: Sorry, but it comes with the school logo, then it’s school uniform.

Me: But isn’t that discrimination?

Retard: Don’t get me wrong Sir, I’m not trying to be racist.

Me: What? Since when I said anything about being racist, my other five friends are chinese. I was talking about discrimination about us not being able to play when we are wearing just cca shirts.

Retard: It’s the rule. If you are caught here, it will reflect bad on both parties. Your school’s reputation will be tarnished.

At this point of time, I think he’s useless. I think he needs an education.

In what way would our presence in the arcade be tarnishing our school’s reputation? We are not hooligans and we do not intend to create trouble. All we wanted to do was play the games. Was it wrong? It was a SUNDAY and our exams are over. We are well over 18 and we deserve every right to be there. Just because we wear our shirt with school logo and we are immediately blacklisted?

I mean, keep it real. If I had gone to KFC, McDonalds or bowling alleys, they would be welcoming us with open arms cause we bring a lot of revenue to their outlets. But not at arcades? What’s the difference now? It’s ironic cause there were a lot of younger peeps inside the arcade and the reason why they are allowed in is because they are wearing home clothes?

This is definitely the wrong teaching. The crew said that we can go in if we change out of our shirts. Atrocious. If every secondary kid out there does that everytime they want to go arcade, I will be worried about them. Cause they are doing it on the sly. They have to act and behave like criminals just because they want a chance to probably unwind. In the past, going to arcades was a no-no but nowadays, I see even parents bringing their kids there.

Does going arcade equate being bad? No. I don’t think so. It’s all based on our environment, not a place we stay in for a mere hours.

There should be some changes implemented cause this stupid rule is totally not valid. Whatever, I’m boycotting that arcade anyways from now on.

GCE ‘O’ levels Hokkien Examination

Saw this on a thread from Polytalks.

GSCE ‘O’ Levels
Hokkien Exam Paper

Instructions:

1. Read the passage carefully
2. Grade yourself with the grading system at the end of the passage after reading.
3. Not that difficult, chin chai do lah !

Section A: Orrler Exeminetion (60 marks)

Question:
Singalella why become rich ?

Koo zhar wu chee ay char bor kia, Singalella.
She got two sisters, but the stepmarder and the sisters all damn kuai-lan, so she quite zhia-lat oso.
Last time Singalella got own maid, but now she become the amah.
Everyday must cook lah, clean lah, simi sai mah bao-kah-liao.
If her sister say liak kar zhuak, she liak.
Tak jit zho kah tau-hin.
CPF poon boh.
But then, kay piak eh ah-pek got one son call Ah Ming got party.
So he say, ‘oeh, long chong lai ah.’
Singalella very happy because she never go party before but then her step-marder say, ‘Lee Mana eh-sai kee, this one bahru lu eh sisters wu standard.’
Then Singalella must zho sui-sui for her sisters and step-marder.
Tap pai how, buay zhia, buay koon and buay pang-sai.
That night she only can wave bye bye and then she go back to the kitchen and cook Maggi mee.
Her neighbour came over and ask, ‘Eh, an-zhua lu boh kee party?’
So Singaalella kong, ‘I-wan, lau-bu kong buay-sai, so boh pian.’
She never expect but the neighbour say, ‘Aiyah, kee lah, I give you money.’
So singalella brush teef and zhang-zhui, chen-kor, after that look very different.
She quickly run to opposite of the beh-chia-lor, already 11 o’clock.
At the party, Ah Ming also quite sian because the char bor all boh sui one.
Dance floor even got one ah pek dancing.
Just as Ah Ming told himself, ‘Aiyah see-pay zhia-lat’, Singalella came in.
Ah Ming straight away lau nuar.
‘Wah-lau eh, see-pay heng ah, chee kor buay pai.’
Ah Ming say to Singalella, ‘eh, sui eh, wah ai kah lee zho flen!’
Singalella say ok but Ah Ming like octopus, touch here touch there.
But then just it was 12 o’clock, one ah pek die on the dance floor.
He become ghost and tell Singalella all the good 4D number.
So after that Singalella quickly go and buy 4D, and then tiok tau-pio, zhit-pak ban.
So she pay back the kay-piak eh lau-kay-poh and then kah kee cho sen-lee.
Simi kuan eh sen-lee wah mana eh zhai.

Section B: Grades – Gauge Your command of Hokkien….

A1. Can understand the story and pronounce Hokkien correctly.
Hokkien eh sai, bo beh zao.

A2. Can understand half story and/or cannot pronounce Hokkien properly.
zhia lat

E8. Don’t understand story and/or catch no ball.
leow leow, mai ka lang kong you is Hokkien Singabolean

F9. Don’t understand rating.
kee see lah, wah mana eh zhai lee kong simi?

Fated To Love You

The only thing that keeps me sane nowadays is tv shows! Yes, I have been rotting at home and doing nothing but watch tv shows. Everyday, I end up sleeping at 6am and then waking up at around 1pm. I’m such a sloth eh?

Here’s sharing my latest obsession, “Fated to love you.”

From Wikipedia:

A really unfashionable working class girl Chen Xin Yi has the desire to tie down her handsome boyfriend to be with her. Due to certain reasons, her boyfriend gets her to go on a love cruise and she started to ponder on how to lose her virginity and tie down her boyfriend. Xin Yi ended up taking cold medicine which made her drowsy and went into Ji Cun Xi’s room. Cun Xi is the sole male heir to his family’s company and has been in love with his girlfriend, Anna, for a long time. He planned to propose to Anna on the boat but she didn’t turn up on the cruise. An islander of Jiang Mu Island added drugs into Cun Xi’s drink and Cun Xi became disorientated and returned to his own room. Xin Yi and Cun Xi end up having a one night stand. Xin Yi later finds out that she’s pregnant and Cun Xi’s grandmother forces them to get married. Will a couple forced to marry for the sake of their unborn child find love with each other?

I know most of my peers have been watching this show like forever but I had to wait till school was out before I could actually sit down and enjoy the flow of this Taiwanese drama. Trust me, this is a very good show. Many times at night, I find myself crying because the storyline is simply touching. Don’t believe me, watch the show for yourself.

This brings back to life itself. All of us longs for someone to love and of course, many of us would even complain that we could never find that special somehow. Sometimes, watching all these love stories unfolding in dramas takes a stab at you, don’t they? I wonder when will fate cross my life and bestow on me the love of my life. Should I pray that it will happen now or should I let nature takes it course?

I feel that life is indeed unpredictable. We never would know what will happen next. For the better or worse, we will not know till we end up on that period of time. There was a point of time whereby I said that I wouldn’t care about love and moments later, I would be asking why I was still single. Maybe because I’m picky. Yes, I think that I’m pretty choosy when it comes to relationships. Sure, I may not be the Prince Charming but I believe that nowadays, there’s more to it than meets the eyes.

Should I care? Should I worry? Afterall, I’m not intending to get married anytime soon. And by that, not in a decade. I have been cooping myself in the realm of a student while many others that I know are already married or settling in their full time career. Did I take a longer route to get to where I want to be? Did I miss out on any shortcuts? Or rather, did I take the wrong route to success?

Hmm, one thing’s for sure. I will make sure I will get to my destination even if it will take me many years to come.

Love, or without love, my life will go on, I guess. I’m pretty sure there’s always somebody for someone. God has decreed who we will end up with so no matter what happens, we will find ou love one day. Who knows, my fate to love someone could come soon.

Trust me. You should really watch “Fated to love you.” The link to the show is here.

Holidays are not fun at all.

Another day has passed yet again but still I’m not happy.

Today headed out with Wenjie and Joel to catch the movie, “MURDER OF THE INUGAMI CLAN”. Didn’t know what to expect from the movie but it got rated 4 stars out of five. Overall, it was a pretty good movie. It was slow in the beginning and there were vague parts but I think I enjoyed it on the whole. Reminded me of the “Files of Young Kindaichi” series. Here’s the synopsis and the trailer of the movie.

When the wealthy Inugami patriarch dies leaving a huge estate, their lawyer hires detective Kindaichi as a series of mysterious murders befalls the family – from attempted drownings, poisonings, to beheadings. A web of deceit, adultery and greed is revealed as the family gathers for the reading of the will, and the race for the inheritance turns even deadlier. The film is based on the bestselling novel by Seishi Yokomizo, which has been made into three films and five TV series. This is also the final film in the prolific career of Japanese film director Kon Ichikawa.

After the movie, headed to Recruit Express. Saw Xenia and Kiewu there as well. Got an offer for cashier at Singapore Expo but me and Joel kinda decided that we might not be going for it afterall cause it only pays you 5 bucks an hour and somemore so far. I think I will head for somewhere closer to home.

The holidays are not fun at all. I’m sure many of my friends will agree cause there’s nothing to do. And yesterday marked the end of the Olympics. This is so saddening. The highlights of the Olympics which are the gymnastics and swimming all ended pretty early.

But never mind. I found a new love in Thomas Daley. I will be looking out for him during the diving events at London 2012. 4 more years will come by pretty fast and I can’t wait for Singapore to kick some more ass then.

From Wikipedia:

Thomas Robert “Tom” Daley (born 21 May 1994 in Plymouth, England) is an English diver, who specialises in the 10 metre platform event. He started diving at the age of seven, and is a member of Plymouth Diving Club. He has made an impact in national and international competition at an early age. He represented Great Britain at the 2008 Summer Olympics, where he was Britain’s youngest competitor, the youngest competitor of any nationality outside of the sport of swimming, and the youngest to participate in a final.

In February 2008, he was ranked 19th in the FINA Diving World Rankings men’s 10-metre platform category due to not participating in recent FINA Grand Prix meetings, but has risen to 4th in the same as of August 2008, due to his strong performance at the Olympics.

SO SIAN LAH. Why Olympics didn’t start only this week?

Dart Test

I’m not a Christian or anything but the following moved me to tears. Read it on.

THIS IS A POWERFUL MESSAGE. PLEASE READ ALL OF IT. I AM PASSING IT ON BECAUSE I AM CERTAINLY NOT ASHAMED TO DO SO.

In light of the many jokes we send to one another for a laugh, this is a little different: This is not intended to be a joke, it’s not funny, it’s intended to get you thinking………….

Dart Test

A young lady named Sally, relates an experience she had in a seminary class, given by her teacher, Dr. Smith . She says that Dr. Smith was known for his elaborate object lessons. One particular day, Sally walked into the seminary and knew they were in for a fun day. On the wall was a big target and on a nearby table were many darts. Dr. Smith told the students to draw a picture of someone that they disliked or someone who had made them angry, and he would allow them to throw darts at the person’s picture.

Sally’s friend drew a picture of who had stolen her boyfriend. Another friend drew a picture of his little brother. Sally drew a picture of a former friend, putting a great deal of detail into her drawing, even drawing pimples on the face. Sally was pleased with the overall effect she had achieved.

The class lined up and began throwing darts. Some of the students threw their darts with such force that their targets were ripping apart. Sally looked forward to her turn, and was filled with disappointment when Dr. Smith , because of time limits, asked the students to return to their seats.

As Sally sat thinking about how angry she was because she didn’t have a chance to throw any darts at her target. Dr. Smith began removing the target from the wall.

Underneath the target was a picture of Jesus. A hush fell over the room as each student viewed the mangled picture of Jesus; holes and jagged marks covered His face and His eyes were pierced. Dr. Smith said only these words….

‘ In as much as ye have done it unto the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto Me .’ Matthew 25:40. No other words were necessary; the tears filled eyes of the students focused only on the picture of Christ.

This is an easy test; you score 100 or zero . It’s your choice. If you aren’t ashamed to do this, please follow the directions. Jesus said, ‘ If you are ashamed of me, I will be ashamed of you, before My Father.’

Not ashamed… pass this on.

Isn’t it funny how simple it is for people to trash God and then wonder why the world’s going to hell. Isn’t it funny how we believe what the newspapers say, but question what the Bible says.

Isn’t it funny how everyone wants to go to heaven provided they do not have to believe, think, say, or do anything the Bible says. Or is it scary?

Isn’t it funny how someone can say ‘ I believe in God ‘ but still follow Satan (who, by the way, also ‘believes’ in God ).

Isn’t it funny how you can send a thousand jokes through e-mail and! they spread like wildfire, but when you start sending messages regarding the Lord , people think twice about sharing . Isn’t it funny how the lewd, crude, vulgar and obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but the public discussion of Jesus is suppressed in the school and workplace.

Isn’t it funny how someone can be so fired up for Christ on Sunday, but be an invisible Christian the rest of the week. Are you laughing?

Isn’t it funny how when you go to forward this message, you will not send it to many on your address list because you’re not sure what they believe, or what they will think of you for sending it to them.

Isn’t it funny how I can be more worried about what other people think of me than what God thinks of me.

Will YOU pass this on? … I just did.

Celebration; Anticipation.

It’s been *counts* around 6 days since the exams ended. But somehow, I’m not feeling happy or excited that the semester has come to an end. Many other people around me have been celebrating; going out and enjoying their holidays away. As for me, I don’t even have the urge to go out at all.

WHY? I don’t quite understand it.

22 more days till results day. Maybe that’s what keeping me from celebrating. While many people will say that it’s over and done with, I beg to differ. For me, sure the hurdle is over but I believe that the race to the end hasn’t.

Just in case you think that I’m grades crazy, I am. I’m sure many other people in my course are too. But I guess, we all express it in various ways. I blog and talk about it with my close friends while others prefer to keep their composure till the end. I dunno. For the last two semesters, it has been like this. No excitement, just anxiety every single waking day.

I feel that celebrations should come after results day. But I’m pretty sure it won’t be the same for my friends. Some would cry over their results while some would act nonchalant regardless of the outcome. As for me, I would like to cry, but not for reasons that I had failed, but rather tears of enjoyment.

Every semester that passes by, marks a close to the end of my polytechnic life. Three more semesters to go and time will pass by quickly.

Just wondering, when would you celebrate?

The end of exams or when the results are out?

I want to know. You can remain to stay anonymous if needed. But I want to know what many other people out there feels.

Road Hazards.

Going out can be a chore.

For example today, it rained just as I was about to go out to meet my sister. And when it rains, it dampens the mood. Add on top the fact that I was already late and I had to send something else to my another sister. Make that super late.

I believe that the government provided pedestrian walkways so that in times of rain, it will facilitate our walk against the mud. Or for families, for the elderly and the kids to walk without hurting themselves.

But sometimes, I feel like the walkways are taken for granted.

WHY?

While this is a pressing issue, it just doesn’t get solved. No one could do about it. The problem I’m talking about is cyclists who utilises the walkway for their convenience at OUR inconvenience. I’m seriously pissed off. While I was battling to keep the rain away, I had to fight against all these cyclists who act as if we owe them a living or are stepping into their territory.

WTF?

I mean, honestly. Isn’t the walkway for us? They should not use it for their own gain. If you want to cycle, then do it on the road. I don’t care about your safety, I just care about mine. It just pisses me off to know that these people will scold you or even give the sarcastic look if you refuse to give them way or when you slowly react to their bells.

It’s bad enough that we are tired from all the walking and still there are people who refuse to let us have the leisure of walking without any interruptions. ATROCIOUS! I really have no idea what to do. If I refuse to let them pass, am I in the wrong? I don’t think so. Cause in the first place, they have to be considerate. Our safety is being compromised just because they think they are kings/queens of the world.

Another instance is when we needed to cross the traffic light. These people will be clogging the area and then using their bikes to move you away. Somemore, they expect you to give way to them when you need to rush against the traffic light timer. It’s so dangerous bringing kids and elderly out cause these people just refuse to give way. Instead, with a rude tone, they give a “EXCUSE ME!”. Yes, saying excuse me is supposedly having manners, but not when it’s delivered in the wrong way. Asswipes!

I sometimes wonder why such people exist in the first place. I don’t mind them cycling; I just don’t like them disturbing the walking pedestrians!

Interesting Mathematics!

Received this in the email and I was laughing so badly. Especially the last one; though that’s not something new.

Smart man + smart woman = romance
Smart man + dumb woman = affair
Dumb man + smart woman = marriage
Dumb man + dumb woman = pregnancy
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OFFICE ARITHMETIC

Smart boss + smart employee = profit
Smart boss + dumb employee = production
Dumb boss + smart employee = promotion
Dumb boss + dumb employee = overtime
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SHOPPING MATH

A man will pay $20 for a $10 item he needs.
A woman will pay $10 for a $20 item that she doesn’t need.
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GENERAL EQUATIONS & STATISTICS

A woman worries about the future until she gets a husband.
A man never worries about the future until he gets a wife.
A successful man is one who makes more money than his wife can spend.
A successful woman is one who can find such a man.
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HAPPINESS

To be happy with a man, you must understand him a lot and love him a little.
To be happy with a woman, you must love her a lot and not try to understand her at all.
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LONGEVITY

Married men live longer than single men do, but married men are a lot more willing to die.
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PROPENSITY TO CHANGE

A woman marries a man expecting he will change, but he doesn’t.
A man marries a woman expecting that she won’t change, and she does.
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DISCUSSION TECHNIQUE

A woman has the last word in any argument.
Anything a man says after that is the beginning of a new argument.
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HOW TO STOP PEOPLE FROM BUGGING YOU ABOUT GETTING MARRIED

Old aunts used to come up to me at weddings, poking me in the ribs and cackling, telling me, ‘You’re next.’ They stopped after I started doing the same thing to them at funerals.

4bia; my phobia for now.

I don’t know about you but horror movies spooks me out. Honestly. Everytime I see it, I would get shivers down my spine and visions of them scares me a lot. Today, 4bia did its job yet again. It’s fucking scary.

4BIA is a portmanteau horror flick consisting of 4 horror stories directed by 4 of Thailand’s most talented directors.

The first, directed by Yongyoot Thongkongtoon is titled “Happiness” but don’t let the title of the movie mislead you.

“Tit For Tat” directed by Paween Purijitpanya (Body) gives a mystically dark and gruesome twist to the meaning of “an Eye for an Eye”.

Then there is “In The Middle” directed by Banjong Pisanthanakun (Shutter and Alone) and his teenage tale that totally walks off the Buddhist beaten path and on to a horrifyingly humorous escapade that may leave you laughing more than ‘shuttering’, excuse the pun.

Finally “Last Fright” directed by Parkpoom Wongpoom (Shutter, Alone) is a psychological thriller that reminds all of us of the old adage “hell hath no fury like a woman scorned” except if you are the ‘other’ woman on the receiving end.
– Source

I won’t spoil it for you guys but I dare say out of all the four, “Last Fright”, scored the most points for me. Next would be “Happiness”. The other two wasn’t as scary as I would like to admit it. I guess the best thing was it started with a bang and accumulated the scare throughout before finishing it off. It was well done and indeed deserved all the box office hits thus far.

Throughout the whole movie, Joel was covering his eyes. What a wuss! HAHA. He missed out on all the best parts and still dare to ask me, “What happpened huh?”. For goodness sake, you are watching the movie with me. I think he wasted alot of his money but I give props to the directors for putting everything together. Very well done indeed.

Now, if you don’t believe me, go and catch this trailer.

If you have yet to catch this, I would suggest you do so. But make sure you don’t go with another “Joel”. LOL.

It sucks being a Singaporean Student.

After many hours of mugging, it finally came to a close. Yes, I used the words “hours” as opposed to “weeks” or “days” because I didn’t think I put in enough effort for these exams. Even Charlyn said I slacked so much. This will simply translate in me not scoring well again for the semester.

Had a few chats with Joel and I find that chasing after the academic papers in Singapore is very hard. It’s tiring and it drains you out completely. Sometimes, I feel ike giving up. In all, I have to endure six semesters in poly. And so far, I’m done with three. It’s already halfway through the ordeal. I don’t understand. Aren’t JC kids supposed to be more stressed up? Why poly? It’s so unfair. In my course itself, people are mugging like there’s no tomorrow. So what do the others do? We have to ensure that we keep up with them.

Yes, some people will say how ironic that sounded coming from me. 4 pointer? Is that hard for you? I mean, it’s no surprise that almost everyone in school; including the first years, knows that I scored a gpa of 4.0 for my first semester. Do I feel good about it? In all, probably not.

Being a top student is everyone’s dream. But do you honestly think the one who’s in those shoes feel the same? I remembered the day I got my results and almost in disbelief. It was possible to get 4.0 for engineering courses but to get 4.0 for business course, is almost rare. Plus, if you are in Accountancy, getting a 4.0 is a huge deal. Not impossible, but very satisfying. Yes, talking about the day I got my results, I was speechless. I knew I worked hard but I didn’t think I was going to do that well. Naturally, on that day, everyone was asking for each other’s results. Some ended up in tears; for two reasons. Either tears of happiness or sadness. As for me, I didn’t know. I teared, alright and it was fasting month. It’s almost like a gift from God.

Then second sem, I fall short. Of course, everyone was expecting me to get stellar grades; even my tutors did but I fell short and ended up pretty disappointed. However, I’m still blessed to retain in the Director’s List – awarded to the top 10% in the semester.

Yes, I find that my life now in terms of academics to be a blessed one. But in terms of friendship, I find myself a major disappointment. Am I a failure in that?

Joel once said that it was very unfair that the school gives opportunities to top students. I disagreed cause I believe that it depends on the opportunity. If you happen to be there, then there’s a possibility that you can get it. I must say that I have become infamous ever since fellow schoolmates got wind of my results. Coming from ITE and doing exceptionally well, I still managed to do it. But hey, it’s not like I haven’t faced disappointments before. Despite coming from Express stream in secondary school, I chose not to study. Maybe if I had just worked harder, I might have just made it. Even to JC.

It’s pretty disturbing really. When you find out from your friends that their friends whom you don’t know, knows you. It scares the shit outta you because they know you because of your grades or they know you because you’re involved in every single event in the school.

I don’t know if it’s a good thing or not. But I wouldn’t want to change it at all. I study because I need to in order to go to uni and not because I wanted all this glamour. People can talk whatever they want cause at the end of the day, I work for my grades and not count on them. I’m sick of people talking about me just because they find me a great example when they talk about grades.

Is the education in system really taxing us out? We, poly students have to slog so much just to uni and while the places offered have increased, it’s still not enough. Sometimes, I find that academics have caused a lot of drifts and unhappiness between friends cause we are constantly making comparisons; unknowingly or not. Is this system ever gonna change? I doubt so. I think in the many years to come, our kids would still be going through this paper chase just like we did.

It sucks to be a Singaporean student.

And don’t tell me to migrate. Cause that’s not even a solution.

Any job for a man is not a job for me.

I slept late yesterday. Why? I wished it was due to the fact that I was mugging. Yes, I really do cause I have a freaking exam on Tuesday and I have like 11 chapters to study for it. To date, I have only briefly read through 4 chapters. That’s not enough to get me an A.

WHY OH WHY did Singapore have such a miserable education system?

Only the cream of the crop manages to get places in our local university while the rest have no choice but to seek solace in other countries. Here I am, trying hard to maintain my GPA, hoping that when I graduate, I’m able to further my studies.

I’m not a mugger per se but I loved my ability to be able to mug at the very last minute; which goes back to my Audit paper which I only had one day to study for. I really hope I can get an A for that. Hopefully.

Well, back to topic, I didn’t study. Instead, I got engrossed in watching the Olympics. It was showing gymnastics and diving. So, I got hooked. I swear I was falling asleep but I continued on watching cause my laptop was downloading updates. What to do? If you’re a porn addict like I am, you have to keep ensuring that the system gets updated so that your system will not lag after you had enjoyed your moments of pleasure alone.

So, with that, I woke up late today. At around 2pm. Checked my hp inbox and I got like ten messages and two missed calls. I’m really really sorry people. I was really dead beat.

Sis then asked me to accompany her to buy paint for the house. I followed.

Only now do I realise that getting paint is such a chore and how paint shops are getting to be more scarce nowadays. Really! I’m not lying!

We headed to Marsiling first and then realised that the shop closes at 1pm every Sundays. So, we decided to try the market area which is around 15 minutes away. Again, same thing happened. Finally, after an half an hour journey to Triple 8 Plaza; which was about 10 minutes away from home. Finally, there’s a shop. But, sian, only got one colour.

WHITE.

I honestly feel like slapping myself. We headed out from home around 3 plus and spent two hours just finding paint. So tiring.

Now, I’m nursing my aching feet due to the excessive walks.

Conversation with Su Xin just now.

Me: Eh, where to buy paint?

Su Xin: Paint ah? Buy at popular lor.

Me: *wonders* Popular got sell paint to paint the house meh?

Su Xin: Oh, I thought the art and craft one.

HAIYO. If I had to use poster colour, I think it will take me a few months to get the whole house painted. Tsk tsk.

I guess, being a business student, I’m pretty much alienated to these terms. Like paint brush, thinner, and all. I was telling my sister that I only know about stock exchange, inflation rate, GST, revenue and expenses. All these things are for the OTHER people, not for me.

Which, at the end of the day, concludes that whatever man related stuff is so not for me. Really. Let me take those apron and take the role of your housewife instead. I think I can cook and do the housework better than I can drill holes and paint.

I’m figuring a job change prospect now.

HOUSE HUSBAND CAN?

How to not self nang.

One of the very complaints that have been going around is how we never meant to nang our own posts but because it was done accidentally. And yes, we all use this reason to tell Tiuniasing that we never meant to do so but still he dang your post. Sad right?

Did you know that there are three ways not to nang yourself?

Here’s how it’s done.

1. On the title, you can right click on your mouse and Open in new tab or Open in new window.

2. It will then straight away redirect you to the post.

3. OR. On the comments link, you can choose to do the right click on your mouse and Open in new tab or Open in new window method or just click on the link. Both ways won’t nang you.

4. It will bring you to the Innit page for your post. If you want to preview it, just right click on your mouse and Open in new tab or Open in new window. If you want to nang it, then return back to the page to nang it.

It’s as simple as that. And the best thing now is that you won’t offend anyone cause you are no longer self nanging. No more excuse right?

Korea GAYS vs China GAYS

Received this in an email and I have no comments. LOL. But the hot ones are hot and the not-so hot ones are fugly.

These are the Korean ones.

And the China ones.

So, how? Go Korea do sex change of course. Cause if go China, also no use cause the effect is as such. >.<

Not made in Singapore, so what?

I just woke up from a 4 hour sleep earlier on. I’m dead beat. These past two days, I’ve been sleeping for 3 hours each day cause I was trying to cram last minute stuff into my head. That’s the price to pay for not being consistent in your studies. But oh well, so far three papers down. A Maths, RFA and Auditing. I hope I get good grades for it. I can certainly hope, can’t I? Next up, FIT!

Anyhow, these past few days, the reason for my procrastination has been the Olympics. Yes, I can say that many of the other people out there having examinations face this problem as well. Who could resist? The intense competition amongst all these athletes battling it out to do their countries proud deserves a lot of admiration from yours truly. The months and years of training have certainly paid off for some of them.

Take for example, Michael Phelps. Everyone’s talking about his quest for his gold medals. I don’t know how many he has won exactly. WAIT. He has gottten his seventh gold medal for the 100th Butterfly by 0.01 second over Serbia. The “hopefully” eighth medal is coming tomorrow. Hmm, looks like if you put your heart into it, you will get to achieve it.

Also, the recent week has been the talk of the town isn’t it? I am talking about Li Jiawei, who was our flag bearer for this year’s Olympics. Many have talked about how she dragged our national flag and blamed it on the fact that she’s not really a true blue Singaporean. I was like WTF? Honestly, now, bite your tongues people. She’s on her way to getting our very first gold medal.

Honestly, all this discrimination has got to stop. Yes, she’s not borned locally but that doesn’t give us the right to attribute her dragging of the flag because she’s not happy with being the flag bearer in her home country. She’s representing Singapore at the end of the day, and if she wins, our country gets the accredition. Foreign players, so what? It doesn’t mean that only Singapore born people can be called Singaporeans. If you are a resident here, you are a Singaporean. Honestly, this origin issue is irking me. We can’t choose where we want to be born in. Many Singaporeans also ventured out of the country and found their calling elsewhere? Isn’t that the same thing? But we don’t see our PEOPLE complaining, do we?

As such, I am proud of the Singapore team for going all out. The table tennis team has never failed me and I have been a fan of them since the very beginning. It really comes down to this point where we really have a dominant sport in table tennis. China borned or not, I personally don’t care. They came here because they wanted to explore their sights and I welcome them to do that. If our own people are not capable or skilled enough, then we only have ourselves to blame, not these foreign talent.

At the end of the day, while we are supposed to be proud of our athletes, we can get jealous with their success as well. Why be jealous? Share their success. We may not have reached the success story yet but I’m pretty sure everyone of us are successful in their own way.

Stop discrimination and start embracing.

the birthday boy.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY

JOEL TANG WEI LIANG

GET THAT AD FOR AUDIT ALRIGHT?

Wall-E is still <3.

I’m supposed to be sleeping by now.

I have an examination coming soon in less than 8 hours.

I have yet to have more than 4 hours of sleep each day since the semester started.

And today, before I wanted to sleep, Wall-E came to me. You don’t believe?

THERE! He knew that I wanted so much to watch Wall-E that I’ve been talking about it ever since the teaser trailers came out. But what to do? I’m broke, need to study for exams somemore.

He tried giving me a ticket (see picture) but it’s empty. I thought he was lying to me but I guess he’s not afterall. Cause Nuffnang giving away free tickets. HAHA. So, that means Wall-E wasn’t lying.

And why I want to watch Wall-E? It would be a perfect gift for the end of the examinations next week. It would certainly be a good start to the holidays.

The day my love affair with my handphone ended.

I swear I nearly wanted to cry today. My handphone, my not so lovely Motorola V3X, has gone dead. Seriously. Today, while I was mugging for my RFA, the screen went dead. I tried switching it on and off like I always do cause it always likes to PMS on me whenever it decides to be cranky. after I throw it around when I please. But now, it seems like the screen is gone. I can’t see anything on the screen. All it shows is a dark surface; just like how gloomy I am right now that my handphone cannot be used.

So, on the way home, I was playing around with it and there’s light showing. I decided to do a test to see if I can call out. I tried it with Charlyn’s first and to my surprise, I can still call out. Then, I had my best friend call me and it worked. Thing is, I no longer know who’s calling me so that I can choose to reject or ignore calls of people I don’t like to talk to which sucks so bad cause I don’t memorise numbers. And now, it doesn’t show my stored songs for ringtones and instead, it gives out the deafening and irritating default sound.

Is this a sign? A sign that my handphone is going obsolete on me. Praying to me to let it go when it’s about to end its life?

NOOOOOOO.

Honestly, anyone who had seen my phone would strongly urge me to change it cause even they can’t stand the condition of the phone. But, the thing is, the phone brought me alot of memories. No! Not phone sex, you perverted pervert! It’s just been with me for so long that I cannot bear to let it go.

But alas, I have to. That is once I get a new phone that is. Right now, sis doesn’t even care. Initially, she’s the one who wanted my phone changed!

HOW HOW?

No phone, no life.

On the side note, blog will be on hiatus till after Saturday cause I’m having back to back exams on Friday and Saturday. Tomorrow, I will not go online cause I need to mug last minute. Tsk tsk.

With that, I wish everyone taking their exams now good luck!

PS: Anyone can sponsor me a very chio phone please?

EDIT: While I was about to post my entry in Innit, guess what? Even Innit was mocking me! Tsk tsk. See.

Are you THAT pious afterall?

The other day, someone on Nuffnang actually posted something about religion. The choices given to us were somewhere along the lines questioning how staunch we were in our practice for our religion; a complete devotee, a fair weather one and the one that doesn’t care much but still proclaims the belonging of a religion.

She asked me which one am I?

I answered none.

I have always been battling with my choice of religion. I was born Muslim by nature but somehow I feel that I haven’t been doing my part as a Muslim. I don’t pray at all; not even on Fridays, I don’t exactly follow the halal menu set and I do things that Islam has prohibited.

So, should I still call myself a Muslim?

Maybe.

I guess it all depends. First of all, I think the whole creation of religions is pointless. Yes, probably there is only one God. Or maybe more. It could even come about because in the past many people wanted a religion for their own. Which is why I chose to not believe in any. Talks of the afterlife has always risen whenever we talk about death. But do we exactly know what happens after that? No.

However, many have said that we should do good things when we are still alive cause it will reap benefits when we die later. But, can everyone be good? If everyone is good and kind, wouldn’t that make planet Earth the Heaven that we all wanted in the other world? That is why no one is born the same in terms of looks, wealth and everything that goes on in their life.

My own principle is believing in what I do is right. I do not advocate any rules that I do not agree with. But sometimes, it’s hard. Being a Muslim, it’s harder for me to break out of my shell and tell my family that I want to choose to be agnostic. What is agnostic? I do not pledge to any religion but yet believe in the existence of God.

Isn’t that the way we should be? I don’t know. That’s my personal take on this.

Many of my friends from other religions find it simpler for them to get out of their religion. If I ever told my mom that, I would get disowned and not be forgiven at all. So, I have to keep quiet about it. It’s not that I don’t like being a Muslim but I don’t like the restrictions given to me. Why can’t I just pray to God and do the things I want to do?

I wonder. By having races and all these religions, are we adding on to more discrimination to take place? Let alone having people compare wealth, education now. When we talk about that, we come to the point where we always compare that one race does better than the other.

It’s quite sickening actually. In my eyes, everyone is the same; regardless of their skin colour or the path they walk on.

Gossip Girl Returns!

I don’t know about you but I’m certainly psyched that Gossip Girl is returning back for its second season on 1st September. I know, exams should be my main focus but I can’t help tossing and turning in bed knowing that it’s only about two weeks before it starts. Amazing stuff.

Don’t know much about Gossip Girl. As quoted by Wikipedia:

Gossip Girl is an American television teen drama based on the popular novel series of the same name written by Cecily von Ziegesar. Gossip Girl revolves around the lives of socialite young adults growing up on New York’s Upper East Side who attend elite academic institutions while dealing with sex, drugs, jealousy, and other teenage issues. Featuring an ensemble cast, the series begins by introducing Serena van der Woodsen (Blake Lively) and best friend Blair Waldorf (Leighton Meester), as well as Blair’s on-off boyfriend Nate Archibald (Chace Crawford), Nate’s best friend Chuck Bass (Ed Westwick), Dan Humphrey (Penn Badgley), who dated Serena during most of the first season, Jenny Humphrey (Taylor Momsen), who become involved in the lives of the main characters despite being less inclined to merge with the upper-east-side crowd and Vanessa Abrams (Jessica Szohr) who is a best friend of Dan. The series is narrated by a seemingly omniscient character, “Gossip Girl” (voiced by Kristen Bell), who runs a blog about her fellow Upper East Siders — consequently stirring the pot and creating potential rivalries in this exclusive and vicious circle of friends.[1] The show was developed by Josh Schwartz and Stephanie Savage, who also serve as executive producers alongside Bob Levy and Leslie Morgenstein.[2] It is produced by Warner Bros. Television, College Hill Productions and Alloy Entertainment.

This show is like my favorite show ever. Totally amazing.

If you loved reading the books or the first season, I’m sure you will love this season. I certainly hope that I won’t be disappointed. Well, I have never been disappointed by any episodes as a matter of fact.

For those who have yet to indulge in some XOXO love, you can go ahead and watch it over Sidereel or head over to The CW to check out the official website for the show.

As for now, here’s a teaser for you to prepare for the upcoming season.

“Our hot lifeguard is like Kleenex; use once and throw it away.”

Very classic, Queen B. I love you for that. Awesome bitchiness.

Now, let me get back to my studying.

You know you love me,
X.O.X.O,
Gossip Girl Syahid

Why are girls so horny?

WHAT IS THE WORLD COMING TO! HONESTLY!
Wait, you are probably wondering what’s the sudden outburst for right?

You see, over the past week, I have heard the news that my nieces are planning to get engaged. I was like, “What?!”. Thing is they are only 17 or 18. One just finished her ITE recently and the other one is barely in her first year in ITE. The latter is superb. Her attendance in school for one module is 20% and the other module is 50%. What the hell? No time go to school but got time to date? And now, want to get engaged somemore.

Sometimes, I don’t understand why they want to get married at such a young age? I don’t see what’s so nice about marriage in the first place. Maybe at a later point of my life I would be contented to have someone by my side but when you’re this young, why so fast? So horny meh?

All my life, I have been surrounded with friends who are itching to get married. From secondary school right up to poly. At poly stage, not so bad. But back when we were 15? That’s ridiculous. Now, all those in my clique is secondary school are married. One is even married with two kids. Like omg? And recently, one of friends from ITE, MissyZai got engaged too but not so bad, got career, need husband already.

How come I don’t feel the urge to get married? Not horny enough or not yet test drive a lot of cars? Sigh. All I want to do in life now is to succeed in life and get a good career. Then why some want to get married so fast? Le sigh.

Hmm, now at the rate people are getting married, how come the government still complain that we have not enough babies? There must be something wrong. Maybe the government should ban the use of condoms for married customers. Or give incentives?

Oh, scrape the incentives. No need incentive also people want to get married also. So young. Just the other day, one of my other younger niece said she wants to get married. Guess her age. 5!

HAIYO. You tell me. Why young girls wants to get married already?

In the future, this could be the fate of young girls around the world.

All growing up with the ambition to get married the earliest. That is, if they grow up old enough.

Nangs are not everything.

Yes, hello fellow readers.

Now, over this past week, I have been introduced to world of nangs and dangs. Yes, if you are alien to these terms, trust me, it wasn’t easy for me at first either. After knowing the meaning of nang and dangs, I have been going around asking people to “hey please nang my post!” or “eh, why you dang my post? KNS!”.

What exactly are these terms?

You NANG if you like the post and you dang if you hate the post. As simple as that. The post with the most nangs goes up in the Innit top ten. If you referred to my previous post, I already had three entries up in the top ten.

How did I do that? Spam the chatbox. On the other hand, some of them I never do publicity but people still nang.

And is it a good thing that we are having these nangs? Apparently not.

The arrival of Tiuniasing has brought a lot of displeasure in a lot of us; yours truly included. He goes around danging people’s post as he please. His reason being? He hates people who selfs nang and even put it in the same line of self masturbation.

Is he right?

Maybe.

Are we right to self nang?

Maybe.

The reason why I said maybe is because everyone is entitled to their own opinions. Should we stop self nanging just because we are afraid to be danged by Tiuniasing? No. We shouldn’t. Cause at the end of the day, he’s only one person as opposed to the many other who would love to read your posts and nang it.

Many have said that they hate him and all but I guess he has his own principles. As for me, I’m cool with it. I still self nang my posts but hey, I’m entitled to my own actions. It doesn’t really matter if you like it or not.

But honestly, in contradiction, the chatbox is getting really spammy. When a group of people chat, the others feel left out. How? Can we ensure that everyone gets to know everyone there even if they are quiet by nature.

At the end of the day, does nangs really matter? If the readers loves your posts, they will definitely come back for more. Innit provides the platform but ultimately, it’s up to the willingness of the readers to come back.

Think about why you blog in the first place? I do this because I love expressing my views. Whether people like it or not, it’s their prerogative. I will not change myself just for the sake of gaining new readers. They should like me for who I am. Whatever I am offline, is what you are going to get online as well. Be true to yourself.

My point is that nangs do not determine the popularity of your posts. It’s a starting point. Innit should be used for up and coming blogs to showcase their blogs to the world.

Stop fighting about the nangs; cause at the end of the day, you are just making yourself silly by having blog wars with people you don’t even know personally or met before.

Just my two cents.

1,000 visitors! And my Nuffnang Obssession.

Nang this post!

WOOT!

Tonight marks the 1,000 milestone for my blog. Yes, that’s right people, the counter states that it’s already the thousandth click now. Awesome stuff. Since 4th August, which means 8 days now and finally. That equals to around 100 clicks per day. That’s not too bad I guess.

Some background information about myself.

Back then, diaries were the in thing but then, I always ended up having to worry about the condition of these diaries. Hence, I stopped doing that and since technology was getting savvier, I wonder why not start blogging? However, blogging wasn’t so much indulged as these days. Back then, people just blogged so that they can vent their frustrations with everything and anything that happened in their lives. There are also the constant blog wars that happens from time to time. I have to say I’m guilty of that.

Amazing. We used to have blog wars with classmates and colleagues but nowadays, we even have wars with fellow bloggers. I’m pretty sure many people out there would agree. Even without meeting each other in real life, people can get offended by what they see online. Meh, right?

Blog has evolved. Now, you can see people blogging for various reasons and with the emergence of Nuffnang and several other online advertising companies, people now see blogging as a career. Even XiaXue said that. So cool right? And if you say this in the past, people would just laugh in your face. However, these days, people will start asking, “How?”.

People might wonder how long I will blog again. Though I’m sure they are not complaining since I’ve been blogging everyday now. Even laoniang is scolding me for not studying and instead checking out Nuffnang every now and then. Tsk tsk. I’m not the only one okay? LOL.

Anyhow, this is not my first time blogging. It traces back from when I was ITE, I guess and that was like fix to six years ago. Initially, I blogged because I felt like I needed some place to pen my thoughts on. I had my own domain the other time and loved it but I guess I feel more comfortable now using blogger. I mean, why waste money right? My purpose is to earn money not lose them. So hopefully, if one day when my blog gets thousands and millions of hits, then maybe I can consider. Who knows? I might even sponsor you as well.

Right.

And I would love to take this opportunity to thank all my readers for supporting me thus far; especially my friends who always never fail to visit my blog and stalk me and also the Nuffnanger friends I’ve made since my induction to Glitterati status.

There have been fond moments so far and I seriously nearly gave up studying because I wanted to blog so much but I realised that I have to be realistic eh? Studies still comes first. Blog after I study. Exams starts on Friday and I’m still not done with my revision. Tsk tsk.

Anyhow, here are some of the highlights of this blog with Nuffnang.

My first top ten innit post

My second top ten innit post, courtesry of Tiuniasing.

Link Here.

Shiok moment. Two posts in top ten.

So many fond memories and it’s only been a week being a Glitterati member. I’m so happy in short. May this be a start to another milestone. The next 1,000 perhaps? I wouldn’t know.

And yet, I still keep asking.

Why still no ads for yours truly?

A Question I will post to you guys is.

How has today’s blog scene changed your lives as compared to the past?

Drop me a comment. I wanna know your thoughts.

On a side note, thank you guang you for helping me highlight my notes today.

A Maths is <3.

I know I’ve been fretting over A Maths exam since last friday and I’m glad it’s all over and done with! And looking at how the paper is, I think I can pass. I was so scared alright? I thought it was going to kill me right there and then. But then when I looked through the papers, it went out fine. After an hour and a half, I was finally done with the paper.

Somehow, my heart is telling me that it’s not gonna be a D and even be something better. Wootness. I hope I get more than a D. Hopefully.

But I’m pretty tired now. Three hours of sleep only the day before. I was pretty surprised that my brain functioned well. Here’s to the lack of sleep and focusing on the wrong thing. To think that I was up watching Olympics and then had RFA revision tutorial today as well. Do everything last minute. Tsk Tsk.

Of course, I’ve been saying how much I hate A Maths since like forever but now that it’s over, I’m beginning to miss it already. I know, the past four months have been so horrendous but finally it’s over.

AAH. Whatever. One module down, three more to go. Wish me luck people!

It’s Okay To Be Gay.

I met a friend a few days back but never actually blogged about it. Thing is, I’ve never been fond of this particular friend. He’s a homophobic, he hates everything that everyone does and the thing about him that irks me the most is the fact that he thinks that he’s always right.

I know. You’ve always heard of “the customer is always right.” right? LOL. But his case is an exceptional one.

Thing is, I practically grew up with this friend I would affectionately called Moron. Since my secondary school days, he’s never failed to traumatise the lives of the weak and the unprotected. I’m finallly glad the day we officially graduated from secondary school. There are more reasons for me not to hang out with him.

So, it was a pleasant surprise to see him along the road one day. And he was telling me about his experiences in national service. It was their Passing Out Parade and of course he was excited about passing out. The first lap was finally over.

Hence, he and a couple of buddies went to hang out together. I believe they headed out to a club and then wasted the night away. I’m not sure what they actually indulge in but basically they were then around the vicinity of the red light district.

I was beginning to roll my eyes at this point of time.

Desperate much?

I wanted to know of course if he laid anyone there but instead, this is what I found out. I honestly couldn’t stop laughing after this.

He didn’t. He got cold feet. Apparently, he didn’t even want to go close to that place. No one knew why but no one was prepared to let it go at that.

When he went back camp the following week, he was surprised to see people talking about him. He was puzzled about why everyone was giving him the weird look and he figured it must have been the “backout” thing the other night. So, he asked one of his best mates in camp who didn’t go for the outing.

Moron: Eh, why people looking at me like that huh?

Josh: You should know what?

Moron: Because of the other night huh?

Josh: Yeah.

Moron: OMG. Very paiseh you know.

Josh: Haha. I can tell.

Moron: How? How? How to solve this?

Josh: Actually Moron, it’s alright. I heard about you backing out and all. I think it’s perfectly fine. No matter what it is, I’m still your friend. Stop reproaching yourself. People will accept you no matter what happens.

** At this point of time, Moron was puzzled.

Moron: I don’t get you.

Josh: We know why you backed out…..

“And it’s okay to be gay.”

HAHAHA. Anyways, I’m glad that I was able to share this story with you. I was damn pleased when I heard this. Awesome eh? I got to get ready for school now though. See you guys soon!

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The Power of Friendship

Sometimes, I feel like we can’t rely on our friends. Or maybe some of us would say we have the wrong circle of friends.

Actually, what do we expect in a friend? Someone you can trust? Some who shares your joys and your pain? Someone who’s there for you whenever you need them. How often does this happen? Not many times, I think. If you read my blog before and run through the archives, you will realise that while I gain a lot of friends, I lose a lot that are important to me.

And no, I’m not pissed off at the moment. As a matter of fact, I’m quite pleased.

However, let’s take a look at this.

Sometimes, I feel that even though my offline friends are very much closer to me in distance, I feel they are pretty far in terms of understanding. On the other hand, I have online friends whom I’ve met through forums, blogs and IRC for example. Which one asks you whenever they notice an unhappy post of yours on the blog?

THE ONLINE ONES.

Sad isn’t it? That’s because the offline ones don’t care. They only start caring after you give them the face or when you cry infront of them. Isn’t that a little, too late? The online ones however, spends hours consoling you on MSN or even calls you on the phone and sometimes drops you a SMS just to ask how are you. They even wished they were there with you at your darkest moments.

I dunno. I feel like giving up on my offline friends. Aside from my fabulous five, I cannot think of any other people who are always there for me. I just want you all to know that I love you so much.

Now, some of the reasons that we blog is because we feel empty or feel that we needed an avenue to display our thoughts. Maybe that’s why we all started blogging in the first place. Sometimes, the best listeners in the world comes from people who never met you before cause they judge you by the way you present yourself online and not from how you look like.

Also, it’s amazing how we make all these contacts. I’m proud to tell all my other friends that my circle of friends comes from all over the world. USA, Romania, Malaysia, Hong Kong, Australia and many more. All made because we all share a common interest. For eg Harry Potter or blogging, we came together because we had something that we love together. Which is an amazing thing. Sometimes, I wish air tickets are so much cheaper so that I can travel anytime at my own convenience.

However, my question to you for now is, when it comes down to the line.

“Offline or Online Friends? Which one matters most to you?”

As for me, I really have no idea. Cause I’m indecisive like that. Tsk tsk.

Tiuniasing’s Ambition

Alright, these past few days, I have been introduced to a very interesting blogger. Nope, it’s not the XiaXue or Dawn Yang saga. I’m way over that one. Still pending right? When finalised already then I kaypoh a bit later.

If you are a Nuffnanger, you would probably have heard about this blogger in particular. Everywhere. People are talking about him everywhere; in the chatbox, in their blog entries and also, some of his topics are topping the Innit stats! How did this happen? Why it happen?

Read on why.

You see, Tiuniasing has a different flair about the way he expresses himself. And how is this affecting the Nuffnang community? MASSIVELY I guess.

Well, at first, I thought his nick was Tuna Sing. LOL! Then I look closely, and it’s TIUNIASING. Funny heh, how come his nick was like that. Maybe he likes Tuna and he likes singing. Hence that nick.

And well, this post is not intended to bash him or anything. Honestly, I get on fine with that dude. Yes, he goes around danging people’s post and all but I don’t think it makes him much of a bad person. It’s how he operates; so let’s just deal with it. Honestly, I used to hate him with a passion cause he has this policy that self narcissim is tantamount to committing a sin. But recently, conversing with him in the chatbox wasn’t that bad afterall.

Sure, he has a foul mouth but who doesn’t? Are you going to say that you have a foul mouth but you know how to ration it out. Sorry honey, some people don’t mince their words when they talk about you. Which is why I love XiaXue. Period.

And of course, he has a lewd attitude about life. Read his blog here and you will understand why.

I feel that maybe he lacks love. HAHAHA. And perhaps, if we just ignore him and let him do what he wants, it won’t really matter. It’s only one dang. What difference would it make? If your post is really that good, than it won’t matter if you got one dang cause you got many other nangs to compensate for it.

I’m also guilty of the fact that I wanted more nangs and some people even resorted to rigging the system by creating multiple attempts. No, that wasn’t intended for anyone but it’s sad that people are fighting over this nanging system. It’s meant to be a fun thing, not a war thing.

I was shocked when my post went top ten the other time cause I didn’t advertise it at all. I was pleasantly surprised. It currently has 29 nangs so far. Not bad eh? I’m definitely proud of myself. It has established me as a blogger who has been in this industry for quite sometime already.

So, can we get over the Tiuniasing saga? Cause if not, we are indirectly increasing his traffic. I’m sure we want more traffic for ourselves right?

Also, speaking of traffic, I think what Tiuniasing wants is to be…

NUFFNANG’s OWN TRAFFIC POLICE. HAIYA.

The one who always gives you summon and whatnot. But instead of giving you summon, he gives you DANGS!

Nuffnang forum?

Well, I have been lurking alot lately in Innit since I got my Glitterati status. Reason being is that I love reading random posts and of course, the nanging stuff. And of course, all that Tiuniasing events. Funny stuff.

Also, the chatbox is VERY happening. If you had stayed longer, you will realise that it’s filled with super hyper people.

Gossip here and there. Scandals and all the relationships. Too many to track also.

Then, I was thinking. Since we all like to get to know each other and whatnot, why not have a Nuffnang forum? I’m sure we will all benefit from it. Especially when we all come from various timeslots and etc.

It would be a great platform to know more about each other as well.

What say you, Nuffnangers?

I’m not a stalker. Period.

I’m so sad.

My friend told me that I looked like a stalker. And I was like “What? Where got?”. She was going on about how I look like a psychopath and how sadistic I can be.

You know how she deduced that?

Based on this video. An old post of mine. I mean, come on. I’m not a stalker okay? I don’t even look that part. And I’m sure you all will agree that I’m not a stalker or look like one.

I let you judge for yourselves.

HOW?

I don’t look like a stalker right?

My windows.

It rained just now and I nearly felt the urge to put down my books to sleep. Such a nice weather, how can I resist? But no, I studied, for one hour! After that caught the NDP.

Anyhow, before it rained (was drizzling at first right?), I wanted to prepare myself cause I’m lazy to close the windows only after the rain has poured heavily. Must have contigency planning what. So yeah. But everytime I want to close the windows, I’m very very scared. Why? See the video.

This bird! Like KNS!

It (cause I dunno if it’s a male or female) always comes close to our windows whenever they spot us wanting to close the windows. And what did it do?

IT PECKS YOU!

All my family members; my dad, mom and sis have been victims of it. Even my married sister who came over the other day got pecked. And thing is, no one warned her about it. After she screamed, I kinda guessed. She got pecked. She asked my mom why she didn’t warn her.

Guess what my mom replied her.

“Cause you never asked. How I know?”

I was honestly laughing like a mad bitch. No one knows about this unless they live at our house and after so many times of closing the windows, I have never gotten pecked. Everyone else got pecked even though they closed the windows quickly.

That’s why I’m very scared now. Cause I kept laughing at the others so I’m afraid karma would bite me back in my ass! LOL. So, today, I happen to narrowly escape from the bird’s clutches. See how the bird stared at me and hear how it chirps. It’s scary. I thought it was going to call the other birds.

One of my friends said that I was too dark, that’s why the bird cannot see. Hello? Please? It was in the day. Cause at night, the bird clever. Go clubbing or something, I reckon.

So yeah, if I stop blogging one day, maybe my hands have been immobilised by the stupid bird. And on that day, you can start laughing at me.

A Dad’s Love

Watch this and then read on.

This advertisement has caught my eyes for quite sometime now but I never really got the mood to blog about it till today. Why? Cause I cried. Not really cried, but for once, I really sat and watched the whole video. Suddenly, tears rolled down my eyes. I guess, I really felt the love.

The difference between this and the many other family commercials out there is that it talks about single dads as opposed to the usual single moms. We all know how bad dads can be. Womaniser, rapist, abusers and such. But this advertisement moved me and brought me memories of my dad.

Somehow, I feel that the male species have got the qualities to be the perfect dad that any child would want to have. And they care more than capable to do things that moms can do as well. I know of dads who can cook, who can sew and still have a full fledge carrier. Which brought me back to a drama serial on Channel 8 where Tay Ping Hui played a house husband while his wife is a successful career woman. Their kid eventually grew closer to the dad than the mom. I loved the show. It shows man in their most vulnerable situation and raises the awareness for house husbands.

Looking back to the video, sometimes, we can’t get what we want but instead, we have to live with what we have rather. In this case, we always take for granted our lives and we always compare it with others. Why do so? We are all born in different situations hence it’s pointless to compare. Would constant nags or whines about how pathetic your life is change the way your life is already is? Instead, work hard to earn those moolah, I say.

With that, I would like to say thank you to my dad wherever he is, despite the fact that he left too early in my life, for bringing me to the world. I suppose if given another chance, I know you would do your duties differently.

When was the last time YOU said “I Love You” to your dad?