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休息是为了走更长远的路

2009-04-07T12:39:00.003+08:00

In a few months time, I will be 25. It will be a new chapter in my life.

When the friend of a Spurs fan gets bored

2009-02-22T20:38:00.002+08:00

At this moment, I have no inspiration - on what to blog.
I do not wish to waste a few hours in front of my computer to come up with a good topic.
So what can I do?
Google 'Leave a light on for me lyrics', click into any result, copy it, paste below and start 'improving' it. :P

Take Spurs win
Tell me how much you're losing
Handsome boy
This is just the beginning

Although theres Newcastle
It doesnt mean Spurs can bet
I dont know when they'll win again

Carling league cup winners!!
They were strong before the season started
To give you the false impression they're big
Carling league cup winners!!
cause when Arsenal falters
Spurs is still the inferior London team

Haiz

2008-12-28T14:47:00.003+08:00

I am sad

for the Man U and Chelsea fans that we are still top of the league! :P

I can't be bothered with title

2008-12-27T23:25:00.002+08:00

I have a friend of 13 years. We were really good friends. Lots of jokes, lots of laughter, shared problems, everything.

To cut a long story short. He frequents pub A. I frequents pub B. He opened 2 bottles at pub A. 2 weeks later he wants me to share for the cost of the 2 bottles. We are not on talking terms since.

1) I am angry because if he had asked me before opening, I would not have agreed, since I had wanted to stop patronising pub A.
2) I am pissed he thinks I would "hiong" his money/drinks. Skeptical shit.
3) I am livid he wants me to share in the cost of the 2 bottles at pub A, since I had not ask him to share when we opened bottles at pub B.
4) I am further infuriated when despite knowing I am angry, he is still more anxious about recovering his money.

Grievances or petty grumbling... this bothered me just now. But I am going out for a drink now. I love the way how alcohol numb feelings and allow me to forget all troubles. Life sucks.

The economy is booming!

2008-12-14T12:15:00.003+08:00

Aren't the puppies lovely?

2008-11-15T17:10:00.002+08:00

If I have to describe this picture in a word, it would be "photo".

"There is only one Batman in the world"

2008-11-13T13:50:00.006+08:00

http://www.todayonline.com/pdf_open.asp?id=1311WNL034

Don't believe drink beer will headache? Watch.

2008-11-11T08:12:00.004+08:00

Forgot whom I heard this from but I think it was my grandmother. But anyway, when the television was showing this advertisement, I heard a "Jiak Jiu Eh Tao Tia". I nearly burst into laughter. Haha!

THE Club21 bazaar staff do you happen to be here?

2008-11-10T00:16:00.004+08:00

I saw this Weny lookalike(again) yesterday, and today. She was working at the Club21 bazaar. She probably do not look like Weny; I cannot explain how I can erroneously imagine big-eyed-really-very-pretty-girls to look like Weny. Laughs.

Hopeless.

I am tired, really.

2008-09-23T22:31:00.002+08:00

好累.. 好累..
最近搭巴士或地铁都会睡过站.
在Zouk站着跳舞也会睡着..
还记得在Zouk时, 朋友叫醒我,
我又睡着, 朋友又叫醒我,
我又睡着, 朋友又叫醒我.
Haiz.. 刚才下班时又在巴士上睡着..
要到家才醒来. 迷迷糊糊的脑袋告诉我我已经tap了ezlink卡
下车后才想到我哪有伸手拿到皮包!!
真真假假假假真真
梦幻与真实对我已经没分别了..

败了的感触

2008-09-02T22:04:00.007+08:00

一个自信高傲的Leo 败了的感触何人能了解
一个完美主义者 now but a face in the crowd
一个视钱为身外物的人 now a scrooge we know

等'她'等了24年 '她'真的存在吗?

Man Utd poised to win top honour

2008-08-30T19:56:00.003+08:00

Manchester United are the front runners to win the inaugural Most Athleticism Award. In a statement released by the awards committee, the judges are said to be extremely impressed by Paul Scholes' volleyballing exploits against Zenith St Petersburg last night. "That was sheer brilliance, magical!" a spokesperson said.

When interviewed, star performer in the divings category Cristiano Ronaldo backed his teammate for the "Golden Boot" award. "He deserved it, I have never seen anything like this before. Scholesy gave his all!"

However, that would not go down too well with the Chelsea camp; whom pundits had tipped for the award during the preseason; with Chelsea diver Didier Drogba understood to have branded Scholes a cheat after the latter's heroic showing.

:(

2008-08-21T12:28:00.003+08:00

My birthday comes with a IPPT and RT combo. Zoukout and Christmas are during my exams period. I cannot look forward to my birthday or christmas, my life is sooooooooooooooooooooooo miserable. :(

That would be like 3 moodless christmas and 10 perspiring birthdays. I am fucked.

咸

2008-08-18T13:29:00.001+08:00

Salty.

Craving for a Nasi Lemak

2008-07-25T13:28:00.006+08:00

THIS POST IS PURELY FOR ENTERTAINMENT PURPOSE ONLY.

命贱

2008-07-17T08:36:00.003+08:00

I said I will stop going to zouk after I found a job and start working. I went last wednesday, last friday, and last night(wednesday). This, despite having to wake up at 6am, and will only reach home after 11pm on thursday. And finally, for the record; with half the year already passed in 2008, I have been to zouk AT LEAST TWICE EVERY WEEK, 2 to 3 times actually.

07/07/08 -

2008-07-07T05:10:00.002+08:00

A new chapter in my life

In a few hours time, I would be at an unfamiliar environment, being an uncharacteristic me. It is my first day at work; in a permanent position that is. I don't think my post shows the time of entry, but it is 5:17am now, my alarm will sound in 43 minutes time and I didn't sleep a wink.

蜘蛛侠的颜色

2008-06-09T09:19:00.002+08:00

蜘蛛侠不是红不是蓝是什么颜色?

是白的man

I watch on

2008-06-01T11:51:00.005+08:00

I watch on, from afar,
there she is, my dream girl.
With her big doe eyes,
and candy sweet smile,
she is alluring, she is cute.
I watch on, like many others.
Mesmerised by this girl,
Ayumi Hamasaki.

Okay, bit silly and simple, but just did this to kill time. I was actually thinking about 張韶涵 when I was coming up with this. But the name 張韶涵 doesn't really make the whole thing flow and Angela Zhang don't sound as affectionate as 張韶涵.

A letter to a friend

2008-05-04T22:04:00.002+08:00

Sorry Qiu, couldn't help it.

Dear Junqiu,

What irony. That just few months back, you were happily calling me a merlion. Yet now, the memory of you vomitting all over my house that morning is still very livid. Therefore it came as no surprise when I learnt that you merlioned again last wednesday. How proud you must be, to succumb to 2 AKs! Good drinker ain't you? A pity I could not hold my liquor this well and always gave in at like 4 Aks or Graveyards. But I have a burning question, why was that godly drinker in you missing last night? Afew mouthful of housepours and claiming you had drank alot is simply not good enough, dude.

Yours sincerely

Kelvin

So happy

2008-04-18T21:43:00.002+08:00

Dark eye rings, thick eye bags, 真讲义气! They never desert me.

Beside these good friends, I have also made a new friend recently. Happy days.

wretched life

2008-04-04T03:37:00.002+08:00

The once sparkling eyes, the now frowning brows. All that enthusiasm.. all the dreams.. all the hopes; have, but vanished. A man like no other, now a man like any other.

L l i v e s i n S I N G A P O R E .

Pssssst...

2008-03-09T18:53:00.003+08:00

Let me share a secret with you. I just struck the lottery and won $200,000. I am exubilant now! No words can describe my feelings at this moment. This is arguably the best day of my life! I want to tour the world! I want to buy a car! I want to throw a celebration feast! I was lying.

Can I have somebody who appreciates me?

2008-03-08T05:33:00.002+08:00

I am unwanted, unappreciated and unhappy. Fact. No girls are willing to dance with me. Fact. I accept I am no yandao, but it is super discouraging when every girl turns away from you. I would have no qualms if I was trying to 卡油, but... fucking no. My face is that detestable.
Honestly, I nearly teared just now when every fucking girl turned away from me. Agony. Guess I just lack the guts to do what my friend had done. I will be visiting him later anyway, hope he is doing fine. I am not.

This is not a sales talk.

2008-03-07T01:36:00.003+08:00

This is not a sales talk. Anyway, I am not expecting friends to stop shunning me.
Life is unpredictable, fragile, meaningless, and worthless. I am not suffering from depression. BUT BUT BUT BUT BUT I just cannot explain our; we; us, existence. We cannot prevent ourselves from dying; no our technology is not that wonderful yet. And when we die, everything is gone. Nothing belongs to us, in fact we don't even exist anymore. Sorry professors and doctors, you don't even bring along your knowledge with you. "We can pass on our monies to our children!" and so on and so forth down the generation. ~~Intelligent.~~ Intelligence just dropped by 50. Everybody will die someday, nobody is immune to death. Who will inherit the rolls royce, properties, and companies from your greatest of grandchildren when they die?

I feel healthy

2008-02-25T08:37:00.003+08:00

Horrified is the word when I cannot recall when was the last time, I had no plans in the morning and yet woke up at 8, from the back of an undisturbed sleep. It is a nice way to start the week, to feel so totally fresh and recharged.

Where have the courage gone?

2008-02-15T02:21:00.003+08:00

I NEED OXYGEN!! I thought, gasping frantically for air. This evening, what was suppose to be a routine stroll for me, very.. very.. nearly turn into my last walk. I almost suffocated.
Love is in the air - how true, walking down Orchard Road was a real challenge.

Anyway, inside me I am struggling whether to blog about a particular incident that happened in school. I am undecided. So what if I tell everyone about it? Will I feel better? No. But my heart wants me to share this little story of mine.

3 weeks ago, a girl seated "next" to me approached me for help about the lecture. (She wasn't exactly next to me, she was at the leftest of the centre column while I am on the rightest of the left column, we were separated by a narrow walkway.) She, like me, is alone and have no friends in that class. Yes, she is pretty and I am quite attracted to her. And therefore, the following week I sat at the same spot to wait for her of course! But she never turn up. Well, there was no lesson last thursday since it was a public holiday, so when I went for lesson this morning, I NEVER expect to see her again, much less for her to remember an insignificant acquaintance.

I was not harbouring much hope which is why I sat slightly away from 'the usual spot'. And halfway through the lesson when it was break-time, I got a pleasant surprise, I spotted her! Still as mesmerising! (Ya, I know what you are thinking) She is sitted all the way to the back. Then she walked pass me; to the front to collect some notes, that were given out during the week that she wasn't here. On her way back to her seat, she greeted me. And I was like 'OMG SHE REMEMBERS ME!!!!' Okay, she then borrowed some notes from me and proceeded back to her seat. Then, I went to the washroom, and when I return, I used the back door so that I get to walk past her.

I heard her say "我没有生你的气啦", to which the guy beside her replies "那你又不给我你的号码!" My heart sank. My mind starts having a sudden influx of thoughts, and is pretty occupied by them. I don't remember much of the things that happen after that. I was very confuse during that time and I can only remember I sent a couple of nonsensical smses to Junqiu.

When the lesson ended, I left the class even without taking my notes back. (wtf?) Like I messaged Desmond earlier, I have missed the best chance in 23 years to know a girl.

Ashley once said I am a mix of Leo and Virgo, and slightly more towards Virgo. I was flipping through an astrology book this afternoon and indeed I find myself pretty similar to the traits of a Leo and Virgo except I am missing 2 important qualities. Bravery 0 Work Rate 0. Why have I never been in any relationships before? Because I am a complete hum. Why do I keep failing exams? Because I am too lazy to study for any!

This is important =]

2008-01-30T01:29:00.000+08:00

The world has changed. Actually what I really mean, is our society has changed. I used to think I come from an average income family. Well, we are not rich but neither are we poor. We can make ends meet and still afford the luxury of branded goods every now and then. That was my mentality - as a child growing up, during the 90s. Afterall, I had always thought either you are rich; or you are very poor; or you belong to the remaining > 70% of average income Singaporeans, earning 1-2k per month. That was what I thought.
Looking back, I think I am pretty naive and gullible. Actually, these thoughts I made up, I could be right. But our society now just makes it look so wrong.
Rising prices
From 1990-1999, every damn coffeeshop or hawker centre you go to, you can buy a plate of chicken rice or wanton mee or almost any other food for $2. That was the "standard" price for almost 10 years. Now, finding a stall that still sells at $2 is as difficult as proposing to a girl, bar McChicken. And that was just a simple example showing the exorbitant price increase, over recent years, of a simple daily necessity.
I remember during my childhood days, my mum used to top-up $10 for her transitlink farecard, and each top up could last her 1-3 weeks. Well, if you top up $10 for your ezlink card these days, that will barely last you 3 days! And in recent days, the increase in prices have been nothing short of 'spectacular'. Sharp increase in prices of chinese herbs, including chrysanthemum; chinese new year goodies like bak-kwa to abalones; and even my fucking Sara Lee pound cake rose to $4.80!
The inflation
It was reported in the papers inflation could hit 5% this year and up to 6.5% this month. Now what the hell does this mean? It means with the cost of living going up, your money is shrinking by the minutes. It means 10 years down the road, that $5000 in your bank could become $3000. It means that microscopic 0.2% interest the bank is paying will speed up the devaluation of your dollar much quicker than you can say "I don't want to buy insurance". It means, you really need an endowment plan with a 6-9% probable return as an inflation hedge.

搬家记

2008-01-07T02:30:00.000+08:00

是啊! 是啊! 我今天搬家啊!

"I am late!" (notice the backets?)

2008-01-05T17:02:00.000+08:00

(I was suppose to do this entry yesterday)

"I am late!"

I shouted, as I literally jumped out of my bed. Panicking, I hastily brushed my teeth, bath, and grabbed a bite of the carrot cake(Only took a bite, I am THAT late), and swiftly make my way out of the house. I checked my phone; 1.15pm. Lesson starts at 2pm, no way will I make it on time!

I thought to myself: 11 bucks cab ride to cuppage, I can dily daly and take my own sweet time, no rush no haste no late, 合理!

No 2 ways about this! I would not want to regret my obvious financially poor decision so I immediately flagged a cab, "Uncle, cuppage!"

A smooth cab ride and despite the recent cab fare hike, the fare only marginally exceeded my prediction - $11.50. I checked my phone again, "Ah! It's only 1.30pm, I even have time to go toilet and touch up my hair"

After I came out from the toilet, I made my way to the Kaplan reception and checked the LCD screen for my classroom.

I waited and waited... No sight of F7-C2. WTF MY LESSON ONLY STARTS NEXT FRIDAY!! PAIN LAH! 好笨.. 好痛.. Stupidity has no cure.

I said STAY AWAY from Le Baroque at chijmes

2007-12-17T02:13:00.000+08:00

While walking home, each step feels so heavy. The intimidating darkness threatening to deprive this lonely soul of a peaceful night. It was like a dream, a bad one. The lift door shuts, almost naturally and simultaneously, I squatted down. The usually short lift trip seems an eternity tonight, or am I just too unoccupied with thoughts? My mind is a blank.

Le Baroque at chijmes - connique 20/20(conning technique); I strongly advise everybody to stay away from this wannabe fine dining bar-restaurant. After my friends have been sitted down and have placed their orders, they were told there was a minimum order of $40 per person. What about the table of 3 whom ordered that jug of $42 beer for the whole night?(they came after us, I am very sure their bill is $42 x 117%) Granted the 3 of them do look like working "professionals". And fuck the staffs for sneering at us, your unprofessionalism and appalling double standards is a disgrace to the service industry. And congratulations to the waiter for giving me that I-have-a-pauper-face look, that scene is etched in my memory already. And the look... when you saw I actually own a creditcard, was class! Snobbishfucks.

狮子老了

2007-12-14T00:37:00.001+08:00

Life is so full of irony. I remember when I was younger, I was sort of a perfectionist. I don't want to be a rich man, I want to be 1 of the richest around. I of course don't yearn to lead your mundane life, I dream to be special, extraordinary. My earliest aspiration was to be a Mathematician. In these sense, I am very Leo.

But now, now, I am gay(what what what, I am straight, I just don't like to stick to the happy, glad, delighted) that my exams have ended, although I didn't study much. That absolute carefreeness, that I can finally heave a sigh of relief, that tears of joy, that sweet feeling.

These days, life for me have become so simple. When you are penniless, just stay at home and sleep the days away. Sit back, look around and understand that it is a blessing to be able to do this. In this fast pace society we are living in, how many minutes can you afford to stop and admire the surroundings? Breathe in, and smile, even to yourself.

我真的真的...

2007-12-07T00:48:00.000+08:00

Although a well written piece in English can be really enjoyable to read, but I feel that the Chinese Language express feelings better.

我真的真的...

Kelvin Yeo(almost.)

2007-11-23T04:09:00.000+08:00

The first time I saw her pictures many years ago, I had a crush on her. As the years go by, what has changed? All my friends know of my obsession with her. The link that I would always paste; you know the story. Religiously following her blog, yes, obsessed is the word. I have other 'targets' all these while, but frankly, ultimately, she is still the one I think about all day. From attached to single to attached, I have seen her change boyfriends. But, we can never be together, she can never be mine.

She is like the perfect girl. While I am the almost guy. I am never good enough for her.

So, you are a tech-kid?

2007-11-13T03:56:00.000+08:00

"Everybody owns a handphone, every household owns a computer."

That is a sweeping remark, but one too true for any smarties to disagree. I cannot deny that there are poor families in our society, whom are really struggling to make ends meet, but in this age, technology IS a part of our daily life. And no, I don't mean the televisions; the discmans, I meant the HDTVs; the mp3 players. Technology is growing at a massively exaggeratedly monstrous rate, and this has caused repercussions. It is plain stupid for a product to become obsolete a few months after launch, but isn't that what is happening in our dear handphone market? Ridiculous prices for ridiculous technology; the mentality of 'consumers are willing to pay for what they want' is very wrong. What is the price of a PS3? Spare me.

The main objective of technology and gadgets is to improve the quality of life. No matter which way you see it, it is still along the lines of help; assist; improve; convenience; effectively; and maybe earn insane profits. Emails are certainly easier to reach customer service and government bodies now. (Excuse me, before I continue, allow me to read through again what I have written so far, just in case) The huge volume of blog users have also mean that anything written on blogs are no longer personal like a diary, and a blogger is liable to be sued should he had written anything sue-able.

Before I end my post, I hope everyone who is reading this post can take some time to think about the following scenario. Imagine you are quite old, say 70. You are illiterate, definitely computer illiterate, and you don't own or know how to use a handphone, you are tech savvy. You probably only know that machines that play music are called radios. (What the hell is mp3?) It is heart wrenching.

But this is what is happening to the older generation now. These pioneers we are indebted to, our very own grandmas and grandpas, have been forgotten from our oh-so-technologically-advanced society.

MASCH: I WANT TO STAY WITH STEVIE

2007-11-12T23:10:00.000+08:00

Headline story from liverpoolfc.tv

Javier Mascherano has once again spoken of his desire to stay at Liverpool so he can form a long-term partnership with "one of the best players in the world".

The player Maradona described as a 'monster' is desperate to extend his Anfield deal beyond the summer, claiming Merseyside is the best place for him to become a world-beater.

"By staying here I will become a better player and that way I can help Liverpool to be more successful," said the 23-year-old, who already has 33 international caps to his name.

"It would also be fantastic to form a long-term partnership with Steve Gerrard - everyone knows he is one of the best midfield players in the world."

Mascherano's declaration comes just days after Rafa Benitez reiterated his desire to keep the midfielder at the club.

"I am calm and relaxed about it," added the Argentine. "From my point of view it is simple - I want to play for Liverpool, I want to sign a permanent deal.

"I have told Rafa Benitez this and he has told me he wants to keep me.

"I have had enough of travelling the world from club to club. I want roots, and I want them here in Liverpool. I don't want to move again next summer but if I do not sign for Liverpool then I will not play for another club in England. Not Manchester United, not Chelsea or Arsenal.

"If I am not with Liverpool I don't want to be in England. It would be impossible for me to play against them in the Premier League because of the respect I have for the club. I want to stay in England, but only with Liverpool.

"The club created an opportunity for me which I am grateful for so no other English club will come into my thoughts."

I am VERY IMPRESSED with what he said. Top class attitude! Btw, although I am a Gerrard fan, but Masch, 没礼貌! How can you not mention Alonso as well? :)

动摇 decision

2007-11-02T02:14:00.000+08:00

HMmmmm... what should I write about? I have so many things I want to blog yet there are so many constraints; i.e cannot write too long else nobody will read; the time factor of course! It's fucking 220am now.

After 4 mins of serious consideration, I think I wanna blog about my horrid encounter with Mr G. I have told many people about this incident, but I haven't really blog about it. Before I start, I want to clarify that I am no gay. At 23 and never been in a relationship before, it is easy for friends around me to start suspecting I am gay. And I gotta admit I did had doubts about my "orientation" as well. That was then. Now, if anybody can get me Ayumi and I will flirt with her, pak tor with her, make her my gf, marry her & we will live happily ever after. :)

I vaguely remember this incident happened a few months back. It was a nice weekday afternoon, I made - probably the worst decision of my life - to shit! And which better toilet to go than a nice, quiet, cosy, hidden from the crowd toilet at citylink? Btw, the toilet is right at the end of citylink; just before the Suntec City exit. There was 2 cubicles in the toilet. When I went in, 1 was already occupied.

While I was doing my "business", I can see the prada sandals of the guy in the next cubicle. He stretched his leg and some part of his toes were even already into my side of the cubicle. But at that moment, I didn't think too much about it. Nobody would assume another guy is gay because that guy's toes had trespassed into another cubicle, right?

He wriggle his toes repeatedly until I began to suspect he had purposely stretch his toes into my cubicle. I took my time in the toilet, hoping that when he leaves the toilet, I am still not done. But after quite a while, it was getting obvious he is waiting for me! I bade for my chance to escape.

I heard the sound of running tap, I quickly put on my pants, flush the toilet, and come out in double quick time. That guy followed. I washed my hands and immediately tried to shake off that ~~guy~~gay. But he followed me and tried to chat me up. He was stalking me as I tried to make my way to Suntec City. While at the foot of the bridge escalator, I saw a group of students at the top. I run up the flight of steps on the escalator and stick closely behind the students. I didn't dare to turn my head around but I think he gave up his pursuit here.

When I reach Suntec and am finally sure he had not followed this far, I was in a state of fright. I was thinking should I hail a cab home? If I do, where should I hail the cab? What if I run into him while I am waiting for a cab? What do I do should I run into him again? Are these guys gays? Why is this guy in blue looking at me? How about that uncle? The group of boys walking together, are they gay as well? I was traumatised.

Those thoughts lingered for the next few days. When I was on train, I paid extra attention to any pair of eyes that had look in my direction. I became extra observant with how guys behave. It was a shit feeling. I felt so helpless and useless.

Before I end this post, I would like to comment on the recent campaign for legalising of gayism. Maybe I am shallow or maybe I am being too negative or maybe I am just timid, but if we are really fighting for gay rights, we should consider if we can really accept it in the first place. Talk is cheap. Everybody wants to sound liberal and fight for gay rights, but do you have any personal experience? And do you think you would still be for gay rights when you have an encounter with a gay? You might not be pestered and stalked like I was; it could be anything. It could even be just a meal, that is enough to 动摇 your decision.

I am surrounded by talents

2007-10-29T02:33:00.000+08:00

I can finally, confidently, say I will not go to zouk for the next 3 months at least, and not be afraid of going back on my words again. The simple guide to quit clubbing, for addicts whom might be interested to know, is: chalet + blackjack = -$1200.

I am surrounded by talents. The first name that comes to mind is Ken. Ken possess a deadly & powerful mouth. Basically it is difficult to know what is really in his mind, because anything he says can be so believable, it is impossible to tell which is the truth. Desmond(Tay)'s mouth can work wonders too but there is a difference between them. Ken's ability lies purely with his mouth, and his mouth don't work wonders, it had long surpass that level, it is able to work miracles! While Desmond is more all rounder; he has a persuasive mouth, a quick brain, and a sharp pair of eyes.

Ashley is a genius. M9 is renowned for its high failure rate, and the night before the paper, Ashley had only finished studying 8 chapters. But she studied the remaining 18 chapters through the night and went on to pass M9 in her 1st attempt. That was some feat.

I still have some pretty talented friends(Weizhi, Gabriel, Junqiu) but I shall leave it for a future post. You see, I am starting to feel really tired from that 2 nights of no sleep during the chalet.

My Love

2007-10-26T00:37:00.000+08:00

12 years ago, I got to know her. It was a case of love at first sight. Gorgeous and blessed with many talents, she makes my heart race. I stood by her all these years, sometimes I was vocal, sometimes I was just quietly by her side. I was there for her during her darkest days, I was there with her when she was her happiest. I was devastated when she draws other men, I was heartbroken when she loses herself. Her popularity among boys also made her many enemies.

A particular Arsenal will be visiting this weekend. Will I be celebrating with my love?

wonderful wandering

2007-10-24T00:11:00.000+08:00

stoned. The last few days I was actually looking forward to this post, looking forward to the evening of 23rd Oct, when I would have finished my m9 and finally start blogging again! Unfortunately I failed. Took some pictures while I was part-studying-part-wandering around Orchard Road.

Canon advertisement on escalator handrail (fuck the alignment)

Will you seat with me?

I want to go mambo tomorrow! Life with no Zouk have been bland.

They must be missing me...

2007-10-18T01:21:00.000+08:00

Before I go to bed, I just want to say I nearly cried when I thought of a good friend today. It's nearly 3 years since he left, but my heart still aches. Though we only know each other for a couple of years and may not be the best of friends, but he always looked after me and taught me many valuable lessons. For as long as I live, I will never forget this good friend and the things we did.

It is contradicting how I know him through his best friend - my best friend of over 10 years, yet it is only today that I feel he is a better friend. Sad but true, that's how I feel now. But it is too late, I didn't treasure this friend when he was around. I missed him.

Then again for the past few days, I have been dreaming of my grandfather every night. Similarly, I was not very close to my grandfather; but we were still close though. I lived with him since I was born till Sec 2, that's 10 over years. I will never forget how he suffered during his final years. He was a blue-collared worker and is therefore a pretty able-man. But he was plagued by illness like high blood pressure and diabetes, which led to his kidney failure and eventually cancer. He became so weak and vulnerable that he was unable to go for his kidney dialysis alone; I had to accompany him.

I am still crying as I type this entry. But it doesn't matter anyway. Nothing else is more important.

the last post for a long time

2007-10-16T01:42:00.000+08:00

I work best around this time, the "wee hours of the night", because this is the time everyone in my family is soundly asleep. And I usually write my posts around this time too. My earlier post was crap, I should have wrote in an emotional way to bring out the feelings, but because of the disturbing environment, I could not concentrate at all.

I have always wish to say "Let this be the last post for a long time". There is a reason for this decision, although I am bound to miss blogging, but I must admit the lure of the internet is too addictive for my good. Let me post you a question: Can you control yourself not to switch on your computer when you have nothing to do at home? Or even when you know you have to play catchin-up in your studies?

The reason why I mentioned the stress is piling, is the very fact that with each passing day, I know I have 1 less day to study for my ACCA; which I already have problems understanding; yet I have not started on any revisions. So please let me off... don't jio me for mahjong or go clubbing, okay? And if possible, try not to contact me as well. I have already hinted I will be 流浪ing, i.e going around studying alone.

Oh, unless you look like 張韶涵, then that is a different story altogether. No, just joking. Serious, I was seriously kidding.

Upset

2007-10-15T22:45:00.000+08:00

People, how many times have I said I am sick and tired of everything? I am sick of wearing a smile everyday. I am sick of pretending to be happy when I am not. I am sick of being who I am not. I am tired of the stress thats piling up on me. I am tired of everything.

每个人都有机会做男主角

2007-10-10T01:14:00.000+08:00

A few months back during 1 of our mahjong sessions, my friend was losing quite a lot that day. Sitted next to him, I turned to him and said "每个人都有机会做男主角..."

The 'people' entry - II

2007-10-09T00:27:00.000+08:00

Believe it or not, proud people don't irk me. If you ask me, I prefer to be humble as much as I can. But, I am a Leo, and I have to confess there is a very proud Leo in me. Since I am proud, I definitely do not have the right to dislike proud people. Logical? Instead, what I cannot tolerate are snobbish people - proud people who looks down on ME. I don't give a fuck if you are proud, but I hate it when I am despised. To understand how much I hate to be looked down on, imagine you are proud, but someone looked down you. I have 2 personal experience to share:

1) I remember it was during Sec Sch A-Maths class. Based on some test results, the teacher divided our class into 3 columns: those who passed; those who failed; and those who dropped A-Maths. Dividing the class into groups was a popular trend during the 90s, and Mr Snob probably felt he can provide the necessary attention for different students. During a particular lesson, the 'failures' column happen to be short of a chair. So I looked around the classroom, and saw an unoccupied chair at the 'passers' column. I made my way there, to take the unoccupied chair back to my column. But before I could finish what I was doing, Mr Snob shouted across the classroom, "Kelvin where do you think you are going? You failed your A-Maths right? Go back to your place!" Trust me, it is difficult to paint the scenario vividly, but my blood was boiling them. If that incident had occured 8 years later, I would have threw a punch into his face. Such was my anger then. But then again, a letter to MOE and cc to the media is not a bad alternative.

2) This incident happened not long ago. I was with a group of friends at zouk. We were at phuture earlier, then we head to zouk. We squeezed our way into the zouk dancefloor, like everybody always do anyway. Then I overheard a bitch saying "一直挤!又不是很帅!" I was just behind her, she said that quite loudly, I suppose it was for me to hear. And I didn't even bumped/ pushed/ elbowed/ hit her, I probably just interrupted her from 'demostrating' her dancing prowess? Excuse me, if you cannot stand being squeezed; or pushed; go to a dance class lah! To '借过' is a norm, it is almost impossible that there won't be people going past you. So I really don't see why she reacted that way. She might have thought she is that damn beautiful and every guy must be bio-ing her, but I can't comment on that. I didn't saw her face. And if I didn't even bother to bio her in the beginning... :)

Exams, exams and exams...

2007-10-04T23:08:00.001+08:00

As mentioned in an earlier post, I have an examination tomorrow. The paper is CMFAS m5(just wanna sound chime). The irony though, is I met with several(and I really mean several, not a couple) obstacles in my attempt to register for my ACCA exams(which is of course my priority), therefore hindering my preparation for the m5 exam. Then do you remember I mentioned something like I cannot understand the text? Well, that is because then, I was happily blasting my nano, flipping the pages and exercising selective reading WHILE READING ACTS AND LEGISLATION. Or in layman term, law.

The thing about these laws, acts or legislations is that they are written with an intent to complicate otherwise simple concise statements. These people("lawmakers"?) started with a statement, then substitute every word in the statement with 6-7 words each. And often if possible, simpler words are replaced with jargons or un-understandable terms; words that you only come across once in a bluemoon. To put it simply, it is written not for the average peasants(common folks like you and me).

I could have list many examples, but because of the 'in' thing now - copyright infringement, I am not going to risk getting sued. I contemplated seeking permission, but that thought ended almost as soon as I realise how dumb it would sound, to tell the authorities I need to extract part of their text, so that I can make fun of it on my blog. So instead, I believe a self modified phrase from the book should sufficiently illustrate my point. See:

"write on a paper, being a paper that is given or sent to an (individual), any matter that is material to the contract and is false or misleading in a material particular ;"

which really mean: "false information written on a paper to an individual, that would lead to implications on the contract"

And that would be my m5 'story', next, I will be whining how I spent much of the past week trying to register for my ACCA exams. ACCA december examinations have to be registered and paid by 15th October every year. And the exam fees have to be paid in pounds only. For students like me, at the other end of the globe, we can only pay through 2 channels: by logging on to the student's personal account on ACCA's homepage and then pay with credit card; or go to a bank/post office and buy money order/bankdraft. Actually, I don't really know if it is money order, bank draft or other means, I only know the procedure is to go to the bank to buy 'this thing' and mail to ACCA UK. And the payment have to reach ACCA UK by 15th Oct, which means the mail have to be sent something like 1 week before 15th Oct. Another thing, they were suppose to mail me a package, which would have my userid and password in it, that would allow me to log into the ACCA homepage and register for my exams.

The amazing thing is, up to this very moment, I have yet to receive the package, though I did received an email last week, informing me of my student id and assuring me I would receive my package soon, and that I should wait patiently. But since my coursemates have already received their passwords and registered for their exams, I was getting anxious and so decided to head down to ACCA Singapore office. ACCA Singapore explained that the "package" thing is handled by ICPAS(a Singapore accounting body), and contacted them to enquire on my behalf. I was told the "package" is in the midst of processing and to wait 1 more week. They gave me the ICPAS number to call if I still didn't receive the package by this week.

I called yesterday and was told I can make payments for the exams at ICPAS office. That would be Aljunied. So yesterday after my lesson, I went. But I was dumb to not realise the payment method at Aljunied would still be either via credit card or "bankdraft"(poor people like me don't have a credit card). As I went after my lesson, the banks were already closed. It was a wasted trip. But I was advised to use my userid, which would be the student id I received in the email, and use the forget password option on ACCA homepage - to obtain a new password. I head home to try that trick, and received my password!

But as true as what you see on the television, "every 8 minutes there is someone signing up for ACCA", "450000 people sat for the ACCA examinations during the last seating"; I was unable to log in due to heavy traffic. Since last night, I tried a few times but was always shown the heavy traffic message. Feeling frustrated, I thought I can try my luck by repeatedly attempting to log in with my new found userid and password. Afew hours ago, I tried again. I see a new message that says ACCA global is aware of the heavy traffic, and so some functions of the portal may not work, students are advised to register for their exams only. Then, I met with a new problem. My account has been locked due to multiple failed login attempts. Talking about security...

Still nursing my Newcastle wounds

2007-10-01T23:57:00.000+08:00

Module 5(M5) is 1 of the 3 papers I have to take in order to become a life planner. Although the exam is barely 5 days away, I was pretty confident. I had passed my Health Insurance(HI) at my first attempt and that feat was accomplished after I browsed through 6 chapters of the 15-chaptered textbook. So while on my way home earlier, I started reading my M5 text, and then made an abrupt stop at page 30. I tucked the book into my bag and send an sms to Weijie - my good friend who plys his trade at Great Eastern.

The sms read "I have just read 30 pages of rubbish from m5 text. I cant understand a single shit!".

At Newcastle, we are drivers too.

2007-10-01T00:57:00.000+08:00

Consider the following question...

What is a punter's biggest frustration?
a) claypot; or
b) jackpot but he didn't win any money.

I would say it is option B. Nobody likes claypot, but if your predictions turn out correct yet you didn't win as much as your prediction warrants, then that would be a much more painful ordeal. I told everybody I will be backing Inter in their clash against Roma. I went to the Singapore Pools outlet, drew up a $200 Inter 1x2 bet slip, and started queueing. But halfway through the wait, I walk out of the queue and crumbled the bet slip. Later that evening, after some tinkering, I make my way to a Singapore Pools outlet and placed $100 Inter 1x2 & $100 Newcastle 1x2.

My belief was Manchester City are overrated. Although Newcastle are the away team, but their odds of 3.50 flattened Manchester City. But what I fail to realise was, Newcastle is overrated as well. How can I back an overrated team to beat an overrated team?

1 more thing before I end this entry.

Newcastle have done well to come so far, they deserve some recognition for at least trying to 'look strong', although they were really only an overrated side. They would be joining the ranks of Manchester United and Chelsea in my HATE list. And may I swear, as of 1st October 2007 on, I will NEVER EVER bet Newcastle again.

Don't test the system.

2007-09-28T01:51:00.000+08:00

I spent 30mins brainstorming a good 1st line for this entry. It was tough having to juggle between replying MSN messages, and coming up with something creative. But God was kind to me. He make sure I do not come up with 1, so that I would go to bed - I have a morning class about 7hrs later.

That was the 1st paragraph. After I wrote that, I spent the next 40mins scratching my head, looking around the room, distracting my brains, and typing and backspacing. FUCKING GO AND SLEEP LAH CB! GOD > MAN. HE WANT ME TO SLEEP I HAVE TO SLEEP. I SPENT 1 OVER HOURS WRITING BULL SHIT. No, I wasn't angry initially, this was never meant to be a vent-anger post. I am just frustrated I wasted 1 hour but with nothing to show.

Punterology: the remake

2007-09-25T23:13:00.000+08:00

Well I was feeling pretty bored, so I browse through my archives, to see if I can chance upon any nice memories. I found my Punterology posts and also stumbled upon 2 unposted drafts. Though they are only short 1-paragraph drafts, but I felt obliged to post them as part of the remaking of my punterology series. By the way, Punterology series was written in August 2006...

"He picks himself up again. Another round of thunderstorm ensue, he could barely keep himself on his feet, yet he persevere and he survived. He had fell flat on his face consecutively, both times in danger of elimination. The danger daunt him, he was flirting with death. It was a tough route, but he did it. Now, he is standing rather steadily, scraping his way through as he avoided a couple of pitfalls along the way. He is going from strength to strength."It is a tough battle.

I have fell umpteen times, yet each time I have done what seem the impossible - bounce back. This is an account of the ups and downs when I bet football. The story continues;

As he had already fell a couple of times before, now he is extremely careful with every step he takes. Each step was not taken without precise calculation and thorough analysis. He is trekking, and he is concentrating so hard that he fail to realise a ferociously burning furnace was fast approaching his direction. By the time the corner of his eyeball caught a glimpse of the imminent danger, the fireball is barely 10m away. He instinctively dodge right. It was a reaction move, those rare moments where your body rebelliously act without your brain's command. Before he know it, the fireball had passed him. These all happened in a split second.As he slowly recover his footing, he thought about the incidents that just took place. What would be of him if he had not reacted so instinctively; or if he had only been a little slower? He do not dare to think about the consequences. He knew he had just made a remarkable escape...

I was very close to backing Newcastle but I eventually resisted. I would have loss.

He strains his eyes and he managed to see the shed slightly in front of him. The shed was approximately 3m ahead of him. That was about all he could see in this teasing weather. On any other day, he would still be able to make out the beautiful flower 20 odd metres ahead of him, but that was not to be now. It was the due to the highlands' mist and the beckoning thunderstorm. It was as though a collaboration.He hastily make his way to the shed, knowing any delay could result in dire consequences. At the shed, he found a scarf knitted with the word 'Barcelona' on the bench. He wrap the scarf around his neck and immediately felt a sense of warmth. This scarf shall be his consolation until the end of the thunderstorm before he embark on his journey again.

There were no EPL matches that weekend, so I opted to nurse my wounds and save money for additional capital.

He just stood there watching the chain of lightning strikes; though very much reluctant, but he is resigned to the expected delay to his trekking expedition. He glanced down at his bruised body, memories of the fateful day and reminiscences of the events that followed quickly conjured up his mind.

The man at the bar shouted, "Take 4 blows from me & you can have these gold!" He stole a quick glance, and then another but this time, his eyes glued firmly to the ingots.

That would last him 3 months. He agreed.

To be continue...

人 part 1

2007-09-24T02:47:00.000+08:00

Have you tried walking in shopping malls alone? Had a meal at a restaurant alone? Or just being alone, somewhere out there, with a little too much time, and starts to do some self reflection? You probably had the odd experience occasionally, but your friend experience this regularly. That day, I find myself in a so familiar situation. I took a seat in a cafe and start scrolling down my phonebook. That brings me to the next part of my post.

The names that are just there

There are some names in our phonebook that we would never call or sms to. These names are just there, to be there. By now you should roughly get my point, I shall illustrate further with additional examples. I scroll down the list and start messaging friends to meet. The names you sent on your '1st attempt' are usually friends you meet frequently, and you would have a higher chance of getting such friends out. I scroll down the list a 2nd & 3rd time, sending somemore messages, after rejections from earlier friends to come out. By the 4th or 5th time, I have exhausted my 'jio-able' contacts. And if you really have no other choice and sent a message like I did, these intangible contacts would not reply.

Then, we come to the next group of people.

Girls - A thousand and one kinds

I am not trying to sound like an expert here, and I have to be the least appropriate person to comment about girls, given my close to zero interaction with them. But from my years of observation, I believe I can offer some honest views. Everybody is different, so my views are definitely generalised and I, IN NO WAY imply that every girl is like the following. Girls are very strange people. If you pay too much attention to them, they won't even bother looking at you. On the other hand, if you treat them with a fuck-care attitude, they would 'be more bothered' with you. I used to not really be bothered with social network sites like whosgoing, myspace, etc. There will be girls messaging me. But now that I take the initiative to start messaging girls, some don't even reply at all. I am appalled that a large number of girls react this way, especially when they are online and could not have missed my message. Of course, I have only cited 1 example, I have other experiences as well. But due to time constrain, I shall end my post here. Do check back for updates on other types of (human) being.

The 'BIG' match

2007-09-23T15:01:00.000+08:00

It will be a big match tonight, the whole world will be watching Manchester United duel Chelsea. It is a bitter feud(rhymes!) between the I-like-to-act-rich-club and the I-am-rich-but-also-the-no.1-hate-club. With eyes for each other from the start, they were afterall, everbody's 'title contenders'. Summoning every last bit of energy remaining in their bodies, they will run that extra mile, cover that entra inch, and make sure they play the best game in their life tonight. The match will finish 3-3.

3 reds for Man U and 3 reds for Chelsea. They are bitter rivals. So deep is their hatred for each other, that I can see a brawl breaking out. Lampard, so desperate to perform with his limited abilities, will be doing a Gerrard-styled, covering all over the field. Unfortunately he will be sent off early in the game for 2 bookable offences. Saha and Essien will crash in the penalty area, Saha attempted to dive but is confronted by the hot-headed Essien, both will be sent off. Being captain and seeing that his team is 2 men down, Terry will try to intercede for Essien. The quick witted referee will sense his propaganda and send Terry off. The usual suspects Rooney and Ronaldo will be sent off as well. They were instilled with a winning mentality, Chelsea got 3 sent off, Man U only have 1, how can?! They will somehow bring back the topic on their World Cup and start throwing punches at each other. The referee sends both off and declare the match abandoned. The FA will deduct 10 points from each team for bringing the game into disarray. But FIFA will not tolerate such nonsense, they will step in because the penalty is too lenient. Both teams will be slapped with an additional 20 points deduction.

The 6 shameful sportsmen will also be banned for 2 years each. 2 years later, Lampard will completely lose his fluke-luck and finish the season with 0 goals for Chelsea in the Championship. Saha will shock the Manchester fans, when he return looking as fit as Cantona. Ronaldo will retire from the sport totally, citing health problems as the reason. But we know it is because he 'played' too much. Rooney will leave the then relegated Man U for premiership football, joining his old club Everton to battle relegation.

A picture speaks a thousand words.

2007-09-18T01:06:00.000+08:00

My world is colourless, will you add colour to my life?

This well written post is 1011 words long.

The girl is weny

2007-09-15T13:35:00.000+08:00

The most extreme things happen to me yesterday. Earlier in the day, I was pissed with some staffs from this(better not mention names) particular "electronic giant". I was doing a temp job, my jobscope involves going to the assigned shops, seek permission from the person-in-charge, and carry on with my assignment in the shop. In the first place, this person-in-charge(as I will be referring to him quite a few times, let's call him bastard) was supposed to be informed that I would be coming. But when I reach this shop at 2pm, the bastard is out at lunch and will only be back at 245pm. I ~~wasted~~waited 45 mins in lost land novena. At 245, I walk into the hardly normal shop, and got another rude shock. The bastard forbades me from doing my job despite my earnest explanations that I have a letter of authorisation and my company had informed his company(this is what I was told) that I would be coming. My protests fell on deaf ears. I showed him a number to call on the letter; to speak to the 'in charge' of my company. After talking on the phone for a while, he passed me the phone - to speak to HIS 'in charge'. After somemore calls to my 'in charge' and his 'in charge', we agreed I would not proceed with this shop. Time I left the shop - 3pm.

But later that night; or last night, I saw 張韶涵 again. I think it's 張韶涵 lah. Or maybe it's Weny. I don't know. But heck, both are chio bu and I am still gutless to approach either anyway. But it was a pleasant surprise to see 張韶涵/Weny. Oh by the way, I think I blushed when I saw her.

This girl looks like 張韶涵

2007-09-14T00:22:00.000+08:00

Something disturbing happened yesterday. Something unpleasant, unfortunate that will haunt me for the rest of my life. It left me heart-wrenchingly gutted and ruling the what might have been. It was a shame. I was a shame, alright.

I went to zouk last night, like I always do. Had some drinks and got myself dancing soon. The hours passed and by 3, I made my way to phuture. Andrew Chow was spinning his usual RnB and all was like a routine, one which I had grew so familiar with over the years. I am starting to get tired of my life that revolves only around mahjong and zouk. I would religiously play my mahjong every weekend and splurge at zouk every wednesday. Even my attendance during my polytechnic days were inferior.

The routine was getting to me, until I saw this girl. She exudes a special charm. I was mesmerised and for the rest of the night, I find myself looking over my shoulders at her no less than 10 times. Times flies, as it was getting late and given the inapproriate conditions for a conversation, I made the hasty decision to approach her only when phuture closes for the night. That would be 4am.

They said "老天爱糊弄人". Maybe God was feeling bored then, or maybe she was feeling tired. She left at 3:55. Don't feel bad for me, at least I will still see her for the next 6 months, or maybe more. In my heart.

Ah! I can start preparing for my acca papers..

2007-09-09T01:28:00.000+08:00

When the volume of study load piles up, it is never a good time to start a new job; get addicted to a new game; or waste time clubbing and mahjonging. Fortunately, I have not started work yet. I have only registered for Health Insurance Exam and I only have this 1 paper to study for the next 2 weeks. Thank God I will not be wasting my few remaining hours playing any new games, I am cleverer than buying a new game at this crunch time. I am glad I chose signing up a new internet connection over a new game, this, I feel so proud of myself! And of course I have even managed to cut down on my clubbing and mahjong from 3 times per week to once weekly! Bring on ACCA.

I call this post birthday post

2007-08-23T15:11:00.000+08:00

Remember their faces, these 2 fuckers ransomed me for a birthday treat. Ha! Which I did; must be under their spell... anyway they are my former colleagues. The 1 on top is Junhan while the 1 at in the bottom photo is Ken.

And me, on my way to Zouk last night. =)

20/08/2007 on 22/08/1984

2007-08-20T15:29:00.000+08:00

What a good time to post, today is 2 days before my birthday!!

While on my way to school a couple of weeks ago, I took this picture:

Do you find this place very familiar? Of course you should recognise this place, it is Chinatown. I am sure you have been there at least once every year. And that should be an understatement. Well if you look at the picture hard enough, you should know why I uploaded it. :)

clue: it's in the abc banner

Oh and of course, Happy Birthday to me.

For your info: I am still alive

2007-08-06T16:11:00.000+08:00

Hey! Forgive me for the quite lag replies and the 'promised-but-never-really-seem-to-materialise-new-post' okay? It is really becoming a chore to blog these days. Even on days when I have that extreme urge to expose the dirty singaporean acts I witness, that passion always escaped when I found my way to my next wireless session. Therefore, no passion; no urge; blog what? So lazy. And it is not like I was going to commend somebody - that I "scrooged" on praises. Unfortunately for me I didn't bump into any saints, I just chance upon some devilish acts.

Poor description of 'a-scene-I-witness' - purely in words only:

70 year old(I assume) uncle board the bus. The 40 year old man walking in front of him saw the unoccupied, convenient and roomy "door seat"; immediately(& unconsiderably) glues his butt to it. The uncle looks disappointed, but managed to make his way to the(apparently, were the only available seats) parallel-seats-facing-each-other; that were situated further in. In case you are wondering, I was seating at the parallel seats. The poor uncle could only changed to a face-the-front-seat a few stops later, when some passengers alighted. Meanwhile, the 40 year old man stood up, walk towards the driver, had a little conversation, then makes his way back to his(I have to emphasize, EXTREMELY ROOMY) seat. Wearing a smile, and coincidentally a short sleeve flowery shirt, he strikes a resemblance to a tourguide! Only except that he is on an SBS bus now. He was pacing up and down the throughout the entire journey that it look as though the big gap in front of his seat was designed to specially cater for him to move in and out of his seat.

Another-scene-I-witness:

Orchard Road; between Tangs and Orchard MRT - Wisma Atria exit. I was waiting for my bus at the bus stop in front of Tangs on a rainy weekday afternoon. I saw a few people jay-walking. Then more people followed. And it was not like it was only a handful, I saw 10-20, or maybe even more, people jaywalking during the 10mins I waited for my bus. And it was raining! Okay granted it was not a downpour, but surely it makes no sense to jaywalk when the underpass is less than 20 steps away? And some jokers even came out from the Orchard MRT(underpass) to cross that road(jaywalk). I think you know what I mean. They probably took the train to Orchard, then exit the escalator straight up, and cross the road to Tangs.

Well, that took place some weeks back but till today, I am still without a clue 'why those people jaywalk?' And I don't think I will ever understand. My best attempt to solve this challenging question perhaps; people jaywalk for the sake of jaywalking.

Hello again.

2007-06-21T20:24:00.000+08:00

Hello. Its been awhile since my last post. 'Awhile' indeed. Earlier, I tagged that I would start blogging tomorrow, but now that I have found a socket(finally), I can start blogging. (If you don't know, I am blogging with the wireless@SG, pathetic.) Anyway, many things happened.

1) ORD!

2) I got a new laptop - Lenovo Y400

3) I have registered for ACCA at FTC Kaplan; lessons should start mid-July.

4) I am moving. (again) My parents have finally found a place they like at Clementi West St 1 & I would be a WestCoast-er in about 3 months time.

5) I got a new email addy: kelvinislosingmahjong@yahoo.com.sg (I know I am cute)

6) I am back from Bangkok and I can confirm Bangkok is an official women's city. (Bapoks included)

Well I can't think of other more significant things to add to the list; or I might have missed out afew points. But heck, I can't be bothered. Anyway, I have fallen head over heels with this particular song in recent months, you people should go listen to it. ~~Tan~~Fan Yiyucheng (fuck my typo! =P) 's Put Plane. I mean Fang Shen.

Friends

2007-03-10T12:47:00.000+08:00

I look up the definition of friend in Cambridge Dictionaries Online, it states: a person whom you know well and whom you like a lot, but who is usually not a member of your family. We all have friends, lots of them. You know them through school, work, friends, common interests, etc. There will be some whom are just acquaintance, there will be some whom you might never ever meet again for the rest of your life, there will be some whom you occasionally call out for the odd coffee or two, and of course some whom you call them - your bosom pals. I am fortunate I got to know some really great people.

Zhi Xiong and Zhi Wei(I think this is how their names are spelt) are my playmates from nursery to kindergarden! Shubri was a really good friend back in Primary School, unfortunately, being the childish 12 year old I was back then, I picked a few quarrels and we have not kept in contact since. I only knew he went on to Clementi Town. Weili treated me really well but we too hadn't kept in contact after he went on to Yusof Ishak. Shining was perhaps the best buddy I could wish for, for he was my longest-closest-best pal; since P1 til I turn 21. We always have the "mo-qi". From staying-overs; going each other's house up to 7 times a week, meeting up to a few times a day; to about year-long hiatus. And these happened without any conflict. He was just too busy for our mahjong, soccer, or clubbing sessions; he simply got to turn down all my invitations stretching up to a year(oh yes, I was angry then, but I ain't gonna be angry with a MoShen Ren now! that'd be stupid). Huachuan have been a great friend since Primary School too, and we still are, mind you. Oh, and I also have the "mo-qi" when I play cs with Huachuan. He is my best cs partner no doubt. We always knew where each other were and what each other were thinking. I knew Weijie and Junyu from Primary School but we really only became better friends during Secondary School days. Liang Zhong can be ranked as my closest aquaintance.

Weihao and Desmond Teo(I got a good friend later on named Desmond Tay) are my most-get-along Secondary School classmates. At one stage, Junhao and I shared a common interest corinthiansplc. Dennis(Desmond's twin), Yiwei & Weizhi are from NCC. 7 years after Tanglin, we are all still playing soccer together fortnightly! Zemin & Taiyuan too are friends I will never forget.

Junyi, Kelvin Chan(feels strange to just address him as Kelvin) & Weng Chong(Wayne) seems to like buildings. Nah, maybe not, they just happen to study DBPM. Wayne was perhaps a little "closer" since he accompanied me for 6 more months. Basket! Wayne also likes to play the disappearing act, he was virtually uncontactable until recently. Just pop up of nowhere to message me a "ORD lo!".

Through our friends, we are often introduced to their friends and thus expanded our friendship network. I knew quite a number of friend's friend as well. Nicholas(Shining and Liangzhong's poly classmate), Zon & many more. Although Zon have already left this world, but I am always thankful for his guidance and help. We had stints working together and going clubbing together(Yes, just the both of us). Chye Heng, Calvin, Yiyu, Long Wei & Ming Liang(D`GAME) are my fellow Reds. Gabriel, Nigel and Junqiu(this is getting complicated, he is my friend and he is also my friend: Takeshi's friend. And he happens to be my clubbing kaki. Wait, Spurs suck~) are csPROs. Jian Li is the 1st name on my mahjong attendance - either 3 leg or 4 leg.

Ah Huat is my BMT buddy; Jackson; was the most-get-alongable with me; Yingxian was the friendliest; & Chin Guan, my eventual clubbing kaki, was always helpful. While John is my poly classmate cum BMT platoon mate. And of course, my cab cum train kaki Jiahe! Ah, Mohawk was full of memories! Then I went on to know Xuan Kuan, Ken, Yoga, Hanboon(another of my clubbing kaki!), Ivan Lim & Melvin Kwek. Song Ting & Ivan Kong(salute him, he is the man! HE IS THE CHIU SHEN! MY SCORE! STRIKE! DEPENDS ON HIM!) are my sec sch mates whom have been ever so helpful when we got to know each other a little more in camp. And I can't thank my soccer kaki/camp/sec sch(again!) mate Lawrence enough for giving me a ride to camp almost every morning. Daniel Tan(Takeshi) was gullibly dumb. I got on pretty well with his dumber buddy Desmond Tay. Junhan was the idol while the potentially bully(able) Cho Zhi Seng(Daniel Cho) looks promising to fill the boots of Takeshi as each day grows. Although Peihon, Pak Loon & Yuhong was sacked, we used to have lots of laugh.

Other than friends, colleagues whom have been close friends at work during that couple of months might easily fall into the category of aquaintance.

This is not a meaningless entry written to kill time. The names mentioned played some part in my life and have been there for me at some stage. I have deliberately been conservative in only giving 2 names for my classmates during my 4 sec sch years, but this is to prevent too many names from sec sch being thrown in(that was suppose to be the "golden era" where we know lots of people, right?). Pardon me if I have left your name out, you have been special in some way but I just do not have the luxury of putting 50 or more names from the thousands and thousands friends/aquaintance. You might have played a big part in my life, but every name mentioned was thoroughly thought for it would undermine the importance and contributions of the others.

Now before you start thinking like most people do, and thought that I am a gay, since I have never had a girlfriend before(what's wrong? don't give me that skeptical look, I am just unwanted), I am going to clarify that I 100% like girls. I just happen to be duper shy therefore girls will find me extremely boring since I don't talk AT ALL when I am shy. And since that is the case, therefore I know very few girls: except my classmates.

But anyway, who cares! Why do I bother to type such a long entry anyway... who reads here anyway? Gabriel? Yooohooooo~~~ who else?!

21st month anniversary

2007-03-09T00:12:00.000+08:00

Happy 21st month anniversary, Dear.
I love you.
3 more months and we will go our seperate ways, I will miss you.
But I promise you I will visit you once every year.
With love, Kelvin.
ORD: 8th June 2007

Liverpool - Barcelona

2007-03-06T23:42:00.000+08:00

Liverpool host Barcelona at Anfield, they don't get bigger than this. Liverpool will go into the game as slight favourites to progress, on the back of a 2-1 aggregrate lead. Prior to this game, both teams didn't exactly enjoy the best of weekends. Liverpool will feel hard done by a 1-0 defeat to arch rivals Manchester United, courtesy of a late goal by boyhood Reds fan John O'Shea, despite dominating the entire game. Barcelona on the other hand, surrendered their lead at the top of the Spanish League when they fell 2-1 at 2nd place Sevilla; and in the process missed a penalty and failed to capitalise when at one point allowed 10-men Sevilla to crawl back and took the lead. That win leapfrogged Sevilla to first.

Many followers of 'the game' would rush to give their tactics and predictions and have you believe that the game is won before the ball is kicked. "Barcelona cannot score 'the' 2 goals"; "Stevie G on the right to nurture the threat of Ronaldinho"; "Liverpool can hold for a goal-less draw"; etc. But I ain't falling for that! I will not be drawn into giving predictions.

As so overused by pundits and football analyst worldwide, Barcelona is definitely capable of scoring the '2 goals' at Anfield. But I feel, as much as Barcelona is capable of turning games, tonight's outcome don't depend on Barcelona playing to their best. The outcome will depend on whether Liverpool can play to their best. So a cauldron of noise it will be, let's anticipate this football spectacle!

Valentine's Day

2007-02-14T12:14:00.001+08:00

I wish everyone a Happy Valentine's Day, and I am not trying to be sarcastic.
This is Luo Zhixiang's Zi Wo Cui Mian. While I am watching this MTV being played, I begin to feel a disturbing resemblance between the video and my life. Unknowingly, I sank into a state of daze and grew oblivion to my surroundings. My world became so quiet that I can hear my own breathe, even though the song is still playing. I felt like I am all alone, in an empty black room, isolated from the world.

HEY!

2007-01-19T16:34:00.000+08:00

HEY!!! Hows everybody doing!?

backed, but not for long though. My computer is still down. Bye.

The monster breathe its last

2007-01-02T17:01:00.000+08:00

"etchhzz... tchhhzz..." it bellowed.

The menacing machine shut its eyes and proceeded to take an uncharacteristic nap. It was to be the last I saw of this monster, this valiant machine. It had braved countless dangers with me, and it was only recently that I had provided it with a breath of new life: the elixir of vitality. But that was never a long term solution. I knew deep down in my heart, all along, that it was only a matter of time before the death god comes for my close pal.

My computer had just died on me. This is despite my attempt to rescue it: with a reformat just about a month back. It had worked perfectly well after the format, until it just suddenly restarted, and keeps restarting itself ever since.

Now, I am using the computer in my camp to access the internet. Poor I am.

In loving memory of Kian How

2006-12-18T13:09:00.000+08:00

I am deeply saddened by the loss of Kian How. On December 16th, 2006, we have loss a good friend, a hardworking soldier, a great guy. He was like a pistachio to us; always bringing laughter to all around him. His friendliness and easy-going attitude warms our heart and he will be sorely missed. Kian How, you will always be remembered. It may not always be a good thing to ORD. Kian How, how about signing on as a regular?

I have to quit...

2006-12-14T14:02:00.000+08:00

As I watch another batch of colleagues leave our company, I thought to myself: when will it finally be my turn? I have long wanted to quit my job - the pay is miserable, and they have all sorts of rules and regulations to tame employees into obedient slaves; although the working condition is slightly better than doing menial work in a construction site under the hot sun, but only slightly better. Trust me though, they both suck.

When will it finally be my turn? 8th June 2007 - Something will happen. I will walk into my companys' headquarters to receive my letter of termination. And then like all gentleman in defeat, I will most gracefully shake my employers' hands.

And do you know unlawful possesion of someone elses' property is equivalent to theft? You can be CHARGE under the law. So to the whoever out there, can you please return me what is rightfully mine?

Hooray! A new blogskin!

2006-12-12T13:23:00.000+08:00

Shit. While trying to edit my template, I clumsily press view blog and erased my previous template. I will try to get my blog up again soon. Anyway, there is not much people reading my blog, so it doesn't make much of a difference. Not that this bothers me though. :)

Exactly 6 months to ORD

2006-12-09T02:10:00.000+08:00

It's 2:10am, I am just back from my almost-a-routine la kopi session with Weijie. I don't feel like sleeping yet, so here I am penning down some thoughts. To explain this drastic blogskin change, I had wanted a change all along, and now is just the right time; after Nigel had pirated my 'nice' ex-skin from my blog. I don't really like this new skin as well... I prefer the old style where everything is on a page. The text size are too small to my liking; the colour combination though nice are 'too rude' for reading; and definitely, it is a hassle to click to get between pages. Ultimately I still chose this skin because I like the picture that comes with it - L. Okay, I like his character; interesting(funny); cool; and smart. But please, I am not gay. I do like girls.
I took the SAT reasoning test some days ago, and to be honest, I was more afraid after the test than I was before it. I wasn't expecting any miracles and definitely not concern about the results or entering SMU, but I didn't expect I would have problems getting a pass either! I registered merely to, in Junyu's words "test" myself. I had thought "Surely I stand some chance in an IQ test?". And the initial preparations does look so. I attempted the questions on the preparation booklet they provided, I was cruising. I even beat Weizhi in the English section. (Weizhi's English was suppose to be better than mine) I only had problem with a couple of questions in the Maths section, otherwise it was okay. And the problems aren't really problems; they were just Sec 4 Maths that I have forgotten. Okay May God punish the ignorant fool who belittles the test that once determine whom qualifies for a place in NUS/NTU. The test I took on the actual day was much much much more difficult than, even-the SAT "10-year-series" Junyu had bought. If the sample questions I had done are Sec 4 standard, then the actual test is distinction in A' level English-standard. But well, I have nothing to lose. I remember I have this strange familiar feeling while attempting the test. The exact feeling of utter helplessness when I stare at Maths question and my mind is in a blank. It was only then(during the test) that I understand and remember why I sometimes fail to perform despite having "studied" for Maths tests. How can I forget the basic rule to good Mathematics? Regular practice. I should have done more than just last-day practice.
I have more, and more, and tonnes more to blog about. But I am sure nobody likes to read a super long entry that centers around a few boring topics. I shall leave them for another day. But if you are curious, I shall let you in on them. I want to blog about my punterology, compose a song for my punterology(I know I am lame), MLM(I think I have said before I want to do 1 on this), myself-the good and bad about me, my dreams and my take on life; provided I can overcome my laziness.

Good guy, Bad guy

2006-12-04T01:56:00.000+08:00

Girls like guys who are bad. I am stereo typing when I say this, but this is not my personal opinion alone, surprisingly, this is perhaps a silent consensus amongst everyone. Even the government like bad guys! Well, sort of... they throw the ah bengs and gangsters into SPF; put them into OCS; or let them slack in SCDF. Okay, I exaggerated a tad. We see ah bengs in unit as well. But as the saying goes, it is hard to be a good guy. I hope I am one. You don't judge yourself; but I think I am one. Many people have told me not to be too nice, eh tio jiak. But I believe as long as we have a clear conscious, it is okay.

Are you loss? I will give you some examples for you to have a clearer picture. Sometimes, people might approach you for help, but your help might not be reciprocated in future, will you help? If people deliberately or accidentally short change you, will you 'gei gao' (calculative in hokkien) ? If it is within my means, I will help, even if I will tio jiak. Why be so calculative? It might be just over a few cents; some finger food; or duty, that few cents won't kill me. Of course that said, if this happen persistently, then I will 'retaliate'.

I guess I have strayed off topic, but anyway my point is generally the bad guys stand to gain and the good guys will not have a good ending. But I still stick to my belief that as long I deem right; that I have a clear conscious, it is okay. Oh! And I have another belief: MLM are bad people; although I am not in MLM nor was I ever cheated. I just hate them. Don't you just feel they absolutely satisfy the phrase the 'the bad-der; the better!' (not to be confused with LJS's the batter the better)

I think I fan tai sui

2006-11-21T00:35:00.000+08:00

Strange things have been happening to me for the past few days, like while I was typing a new entry this noon, the "Windows Explorer has encountered a problem and needs to close, do you want to send an error report?" alert suddenly pops out of nowhere, and caught my unsaved entry by surprise. Or how about my QD which was suppose to have broke down, but works like it is brand new at the Nokia Care Centre(coincidentally also this afternoon), and then only fail me again after I returned home?

Army makes me stupid

2006-11-16T21:44:00.000+08:00

Indeed. After our passing out, my BMT mates had a dinner celebration at Marina South. And you see, since I am taking a train from Boon Lay to Marina Bay, I should alight at City Hall and change to the Marina Bay-bound train. But calamity struck:

1) It took me a good few minutes, after the train had already left City Hall, for me to realise I had forgotten to alight. I had to take a train back to City Hall.

2) Now that the train is travelling in an opposite direction towards Boon Lay, I should either alight at Raffles Place or if I chose to alight at City Hall, I should take the escalator up/down to my Marina Bay-bound train.

Now put yourself in my shoes and picture the scenario of Kelvin stoning away on the train, looking at the colourful world, after I had JUST PASSED OUT FROM MOHAWK. To this point I have to clarify that before enlistment, I have never ever alighted at the wrong stop; board the wrong bus/train. I might be careless in my examinations but I am never stupid enough to make a "common sense mistake" like alighting at the wrong stop. Things like these should be natural, things like boarding/alighting are instinctive, they are in you!

And following that, a string of memorable mishaps began happening to me. Things that had never happened to me before, that I have never dreamt would happen to me. Or how about when I am returning home from Orchard, I would accidentally take the train heading towards Jurong East via Ang Mo Kio? Made a wrong shade on the Singapore Pools betting slip? Something like a $500 bet...

I had to go Jurong Point this afternoon to get my phone repaired. As I am receiving stuffs, I wanted to leave my computer on. I switch off my monitor, and then proceeded to bend down and turn off the mains. Absolute classic.

The Introvert - part 1

2006-11-14T11:34:00.000+08:00

I was chatting with a friend while on our way back from camp just now. He asked me something along the line of how long ago was my last relationship or how many ex girlfriends do I have. (I cannot remember what was the exact question he asked but it makes no difference to me anyway) I replied that I wasn't in any relationships before, and of course then added 1 of my favourite get-myself-out-of-situations-quote, "mei ren yao". His almost instinct reaction was a wholehearted laugh and a candid "ni na li ke neng mei ren yao!".

I have a good friend whom was still single some time back. And as a reminder to myself, I used to tell him "bu yao hai ren la!".

What people don't see is that beneath the skin of this usually seemingly supposedly boastfully "confident Leo" lives an innate, unsure, ultra shy, confident lacking Kelvin. No girl has ever messaged or initiate any form of conversation with me. Of course the replies I get when I ask questions don't count. When you log in to MSN, do your friend message you? I am not your average guy. I am strangly, always "just-the-name-on-your-MSN-list".

The fact that I am an introvert plays a substantial role in these. I don't hang around much with the opposite sex. So unless I join some drama class or some shit, expect me to stay single for the next 50 years.

(abrupt ending I know, but I am late AGAIN!)

Miracles do happen

2006-11-09T10:19:00.000+08:00

When I least expected, I saw probably the one I would most longed to see.

Downtown East 'ji' (chapter in chinese)

2006-10-19T23:48:00.000+08:00

MANA WU YIA?! Hangover again? I am not boasting that I am a good drinker and I don't really drink that much, but I have never had hangover in the past. UNTIL the last few times I club, I have got hangovers! And strangely, I only drank a fraction of what I used to drink. (although I DON'T DRINK ALOT then) So you can imagine how little I drink these days and I still got hangovers? The only explanation I can come up with is I have aged and my body is not as before.

I went to Downtown East this afternoon. It was my company's family day. I have got to say I don't feel good about it before I went, but now I would humbly eat my words. It was fun! Except the rides in Wild Wild Wet are very very limited. But still that doesn't mean I will frequent Downtown East. Fun, it might be, but facts still stand. Pasir Ris is still 26 stops away from Boon Lay. (might grow to 27 after the Pioneer MRT Station is completed; the new station is less that 2 minutes from my house!)

Okay la, the best pasttime gotta be mahjong. It can kill time, exercise your fingers and mind, good chance to meet up with friends and talk for afew hours, and you might win that extra cash. But why am I talking about mahjong anyway? I didn't play mahjong today. No link man. I just met up with Weijie and Weizhi for dinner at Jurong Point. We didn't left immediately, we just sat at KFC and chatted aka-la-kopi-style from 7pm+ to 930pm. The KFC staff must have thought we are very cheapskate.

I woke up to a headache, then I play till my hand and leg muscles feel so stiff, finally I met up with 2 good friends for a leisure chit chat. What a day! (my day would be complete if Sevilla wins tonight)

2 months passed, but what has changed?

2006-10-18T19:22:00.000+08:00

That familiar feeling is back
The sense of loneliness,
unwantedness and isolation
The time when I feel so useless
For 22 years, have I lived in vain?
I tried to find friends whom will go clubbing on a wednesday night with me, something I sorely missed. Yet, it was only but a futile attempt. That said, I am not a desperate loner who crave to club. In fact, I have not clubbed since some months ago. And believe me, I have cut down alot on clubbing and I only enjoy wednesday nights now. Or unless it is fun like special occasions or with special people. But I am gutted that I informed my friend in advance, applied the time off, today is still a no-go. Well they are all the same aren't they? Fuckers all around me. I admit I am not a good man, which is why I am surrounded by fuckers.

Junyu - the typical fucker. He talks alot of crap, can take alot of suans and is a good play buddy; meaning only jio him when you are playing. He is not a friend in need. Provided you are extremely close friends with him, he might help. And it is still only a 50-50. And he is the fucker who airplaned me! He loves clubbing and alot of time he is the one who ignitiated our clubbing sessions, but he just started work this week. Although I did tell him in advance last week that I wanted to apply time off to go clubbing today. Still I thought "work" is not a good excuse because my work system is 1 day work 1 day off; 8am to 8am. Yet I still go clubbing or play overnight mahjong with these fuckers despite having to book in at 8am the next day.

Shining - he was my best friend. Yes he was for the past 15 years until 1 year ago, when he got a girlfriend. He used to jio me for mahjong. Now I jio him for mahjong, soccer, clubbing or anything else it is also the same result. The number of times he turned me down? It cannot be measured in times by the way, it is better measured in months. He had been turning me down for the past 1 year, to the point that I felt ashame to even call him, it had become like I am just bothering him. It is like "do I really have to call him?"; "is he my last resort? even though I can as if fortune telling, predict the no?" Oh and he cited he might have to work overtime as an excuse. But I don't blame him though. Like I have said earlier, he had turned me down so many times that now I feel I am bothering him when I call him.

Weijie - used to be a good friend with Shining and me. Have become one of my closest friends these few months because of our persistent mahjong sessions. He is working too and it is impossible to blame him because he don't club at all. And he already had a loving girlfriend.

Huachuan - was also one of my best friend. The reason? Well work also. But he sound like he wanted to go except that he had to work. And he did reiterate that if I had asked him a few days earlier, he could have applied thursday's leave.

Weizhi - he is the only one not working. But I don't blame him la~ because like Weijie, he don't club also so no point forcing him to go, it won't be fun anyway.

Peihon - work. He have to wake up 545am daily. I would be inhumane to jio him go clubbing.

Chapter 3.5

2006-09-23T23:59:00.000+08:00

I shall continue on Punterology when I am in the mood la. I cannot bring myself to sit down in front of the computer and rack my brain to come up with stories, I am just so distracted lately! I am hooked to my television again. And only channel 55 dramas have such addictive prowess.

I went to the SIM Open House some weeks back. After attending some of their talks, I have become more "informed" of their courses. But despite that, I have grown more indecisive about my future as well. Do I want a part-time overseas degree with SIM? The RMIT Bachelor of Business in Accountancy or the UOL Bachelor of Science in Accounting and Finance? Or should I opt for ACCA instead and get a property agents' license in the meantime; this way I would be a qualified accountant plus property agent. I must consider carefully, I wouldn't want history to repeat itself - that fateful night 5 years ago, when a moment of folly condemned me to 3 1/2 years of torment. Okay, I also registered for SAT. If you don't know, it stands for scholastic assessment test. To set the record straight, I obtained very high ~~marks~~ aggregrate for my O' levels, and I don't believe in miracles. I don't think an average joe like me who have not touched Maths or English for 6 years can score well in the SAT. But, I will do my best thought. I owe myself some long dued results. I am a non-performer by the way, I always flop.

Chapter 3

2006-08-31T10:50:00.000+08:00

He strains his eyes and he managed to see the shed slightly in front of him. The shed was approximately 3m ahead of him. That was about all he could see in this teasing weather. On any other day, he would still be able to make out the beautiful flower 20 odd metres ahead of him, but that was not to be now. It was the due to the highlands' mist and the beckoning thunderstorm. It was as though a collaboration.

He hastily make his way to the shed, knowing any delay could result in dire consequences. At the shed, he found a scarf knitted with the word 'Barcelona' on the bench. He wrap the scarf around his neck and immediately felt a sense of warmth. This scarf shall be his consolation until the end of the thunderstorm before he embark on his journey again.

I am in luck recently, winning 6 games on the trot. Although they were only small bets and I am still quite abit to breaking even, but I am more than happy to have recouped some of my loss. There are no EPL matches this weekend, so I most probably will not be betting. In the meantime, I shall nurse my wounds; save money for more capital.

The story continues

2006-08-28T10:06:00.000+08:00

As he had already fell a couple of times before, now he is extremely careful with every step he takes. Each step was not taken without precise calculation and thorough analysis. He is trekking, and he is concentrating so hard that he fail to realise a ferociously burning furnace was fast approaching his direction. By the time the corner of his eyeball caught a glimpse of the imminent danger, the fireball is barely 10m away. He instinctively dodge right. It was a reaction move, those rare moments where your body rebelliously act without your brain's command. Before he know it, the fireball had passed him. These all happened in a split second.

As he slowly recover his footing, he thought about the incidents that just took place. What would be of him if he had not reacted so instinctively; or if he had only been a little slower? He do not dare to think about the consequences. He knew he had just made a remarkable escape that Sun Yanzi would be proud to sing Tao Wang for. He was lucky. And like Andy Lau always reminds us; Lao Tian Ai Ben Xiao Hai.

Newcastle attempted to destroy me, but I escaped. Lao Tian Ai Ben Xiao Hai.

Punterology

2006-08-24T18:35:00.000+08:00

"He picks himself up again. Another round of thunderstorm ensue, he could barely keep himself on his feet, yet he persevere and he survived. He had fell flat on his face consecutively, both times in danger of elimination. The danger daunt him, he was flirting with death. It was a tough route, but he did it. Now, he is standing rather steadily, scraping his way through as he avoided a couple of pitfalls along the way. He is going from strength to strength."

It is a tough battle. I have fell umpteen times, yet each time I have done what seem the impossible - bounce back. This is an account of the ups and downs when I bet football. The first paragraph is written in such a way it is meant to capture the readers attention and keep them in suspense.

A birthday entry

2006-08-22T00:34:00.000+08:00

Dear diary,
It is 30 minutes into my birthday, but I am not happy at all. I know that this blog is fast turning into an outlet for me to vent my frustrations, yet again I am here to moan, again; or to bare my soul actually. I would assume most people spend their birthdays happily. Unfortunately, that is always not the case for me. Unlucky chap; thoroughly deservedly bastard; unrealistic expectations; antisocial loner, probably a little of everything. Perhaps I should not have such high hopes in future; I should just fucking stick to the usual dinner or family get-together. Disheartened, I am. Afterall, I had applied the equivalent of 5 days leave. I started waiting patiently since friday; hoping for a day I can go clubbing. But my birthday wish proved too much to ask for. Well, the clubs are closed on Sunday and Monday, that leaves us with only Friday, Saturday and Tuesday. Only 3 days! How is it possible to find 1 free person to go clubbing with me?! Mission Impossible.
23 more hours to the end of the day, or the end of my birthday, or effectively the end of my leave. Did I overreacted? I think I was just being paranoid. My friend(no s) will be celebrating my birthday with me later in the evening; birthday-treat-style. My group of primary school friend(no s), I used to meet them so many times a day, will be there. How can I be paranoid? At least some friends remember my birthday and a couple of them offered a birthday treat or a drink. I thank Weijie for offering a treat. I thank Weizhi for offering his champagne even though I will not get to use it. I thank Junyu for wishing me a happy birthday. I thank Gabriel for thinking of Fedex-ing a present for me from Australia, I appreciate the thought but that would not be necessary.
I am still feeling bitter. I am still feeling gutted. But I am feeling tired as well. I shall end my entry, rather abruptly, now. It is time to sleep.

Kelvin must be happy

2006-08-18T20:51:00.000+08:00

Today is suppose to be a good day for me. Somehow though, my mood is slightly dampened. I emphasized; only that slightly dampened. You see... tomorrow is the English Premiership 2006/07 seasons' big kick off. And, I 'happen' to be on leave too! in a rather dramatic coincidentally theatrical style, rounding off with a 'my birthday in the next couple of days'. My birthdays are always low profile, lonely, sad, demoralisingly celebrated. It always seem like my friends would all go missing and excused themselves for the periods coming to or before my birthday. I may have made myself out to be too pitiful and I think I exaggerated a tad, but it did happened before - a few times. Today had been a good rest day well slept. I can only hope the next couple of days would be more 'interesting'? Interesting.

The not really National Day post

2006-08-10T15:21:00.000+08:00

After I had virtually disappeared for months, I am finally back doing what I always enjoy doing, to whine; to sulk; to complain. Blogging has always been a chore for a lazy fella, a lazy fella who dreads going out when he is at home, a lazy fella who dreads the journey home when he is out, a lazy fella like me. Yet I have decided to blog again despite the strong protests in my mind. It is perhaps also fitting that I start blogging now since my birthday is just a couple of weeks away. This way, I can have a pre-birthday entry for my wishlist. (note: very strong hint dropped)
Recently, there have been some kind of an uproar in the Singapore blogosphere. (not that I know how they derive at this word, but I would have preferred something like blogatmos, it'd be a more happening choice) We have bloggers whom got invited to la-kopi with the men in blue, we have more and more blogger celebrities, and we have the "mime" craze in the internet world. I shall not comment on the first point since coffee is not my cup of tea. Blogger celebritites, sorry to say, are not celebrity bloggers no matter how many alphabets they have in common. In my (humblest) opinion, people seem to be enjoying the fame of being famous on the internet. First we have Superhero Lim and his much self publicised web page. Then we have XX, Mrbrown and miyagi's rather entertaining blogs. And then we have our home made video that made us a global~~ly famous~~ city. Followed by Dawn Yeo and a host of other blogger celebrities. At this point I must reiterate that my point was I am "shocked", "astonished", "baffled" at the sudden influx of blogger (to be precise, internet) celebrities. But I do not anti them. I don't go on hate campaigns that anti them! In fact, I stated earlier that I find XX, mrbrown, etc. 's blog entertaining (well, sometimes). To the early bandwagon of "scouts" whom are jumping at the first opportunity to slate me for being "jealous" of their success, can I remind you that I am not even a "fulltime" blogger to begin with so this ain't sour grapes. I only blog because I enjoy doing so(I enjoy whining don't you get it?) and I blog what I feel like blogging about. There is a difference between me and them.
Next point, the "mime" craze. This is something I read off the Straits Times a couple of days back. I am not very sure what this is about. (was just flipping through the papers then) But I remember it's something to do with net-users writing up about Singapore. (probably what they think or feel?) I tried to google to find out about this "mime" thing but to no avail. Can anybody tell me what it is about? Now I am really kicking myself for not really reading that article then.

backstabbed

2006-07-13T19:14:00.000+08:00

I was suppose to be cunning; scheming; and sly, yet I got backstabbed this morning. But it is okay. I shall just tolerate the shits, as usual, until the point where I cannot take it anymore then I will fucking explode. And let the fuckers know LIM BEI MM SI HO JIAK EH. =)

Time to start scoring

2006-07-06T00:39:00.000+08:00

The 2nd semi final match of World Cup 2006 will see France playing against Portugal. On any day this would be quite a match between 2 top sides. But to be honest, I don't fancy their chances at all, earlier in the competition. And Singapore Pools second my opinion too with their incredibly high odds for 1 x 2. Just 2 matches back, we have Portugal paired with Holland. Portugal are not the side they were 2 or 4 years back. Then, they had Figo, Rui Costa, Sa Pinto & Nuno Gomes in their peak. Now, we only see glimpse of Deco, Ronaldo and maybe the experienced winger Figo working on his magical falls rather than magical strikes or passes. I placed my blind faith(& money) with a high scoring Holland win. But, Holland reminded me they were a much deproved side from their past as compared to Portugal. I only needed a cursed 1-0 win to Portugal for me to lose $200. ANY other scoreline and I would either be losing $100 or winning up to $200 depending on the outcome. The match ended 1-0 to Portugal. Then we have Portugal's next match; and they are up against who else but the team supposedly with their strongest crop of players after all these years. It is England if you are still guessing. And again I placed my blind faith against Portugal; banking on Gerrard and Crouch to carry England forward. Blind faith there indeed, as England battled to a goalless draw and could only blame themselves for not finishing Portugal off in normal time, since the whole world knew they suck at penalties. And that's my cursed team no.1, Portugal. So will I be betting for or against them?
That, I shall go into detail later.

Let's move on to France. Another interesting team, with their own interesting world cup story to tell. France would not even qualify for the knockout stages if they fail to get a win against Togo. And if Korea and Switzerland decided to play bastards, and play to a draw, France would need to win Togo by 2 clear goals to guarantee qualification. They did so of course, much to everybody's relief. Mine too since I nearly backed Togo +1 1/2. They finished 2nd in the group and face the winner of their neighbouring group, Spain. Spain's national side have always been underachievers. Domestically they have always dominated Europe but their players, like a certain Henry or Fowler, just always never quite play to their best for their nation, consistently. But I still fancy Spain though because they still have a very strong squad of players. France came back from behind to beat Spain 3-1 late late in the game. And who else but the Vieiras', Henrys', Zidanes' or Riberys' scoring.(psst.. it has become an open secret that France can only depend on these 4 players) Okay, the story just gets better as they entertains Brazil next. Anybody who watches football would tell you France have no chance of getting beyond the quarter-finals. Even the most optimistic of France supporters would surely have doubts over Barthez stopping Ronaldo, Adriano, Ronaldinho, Kaka, Robinho, Fred, Juninho, and of course much more. I played a safe bet for this game. High scoring. And now I am still wondering how on earth did all the Samba boys failed to score in 1 match together, at the same time. Riding on their luck or whatever, they won 1-0.

And so, after overcoming amazing handicaps,(like Portugal's suspensions against England or France remarkabe victory over-overwhelming favourites Brazil) surely France and Portugal are going to surprise us again later. But the question is in what way though. And afterall these 2 are the very teams that have made me lose all that I have loss for this world cup. Yet, I have chose to believed them now. I am a desperate man. Now is desperate times. And I am taking desperate measures. (p.s I am a risk taker.) Heh, I bought $400 high scoring. If it finished 2 goals or more, I will win money. I do know that for the past 10 or so games the matches have always been low scoring. BUT, as we all know, the ball is round,(what a clinche! a classic quote!) and scoring goals can be as easy as abc. Penalties can be scored at the blowing of a referee's whistle, at the referee's discreet. Own goals can be scored easily, at a player's will. It take only a second to score a goal. So here is wishing myself all the best. Hope I would have won the money by half-time.

Just have to say...

2006-07-04T07:07:00.000+08:00

france and portugal have been naughty lately :)

Let's kick kelongism out of football!

2006-06-24T01:12:00.000+08:00

I am just going to keep this entry short. I am in jovialbuoyantriumphant mood now. Probably on cloud ninety-nine. I suppose not many people can lose $1000 twice and recoup them back. I did. And you can try to imagine the heartache of losing $1000, then within a month, won them all back and find yourself with that 'extra' dispensible $1000 to spare. And you will understand jovialbuoyantriumphant. From now on though, I think I would be more careful with my bets, smaller bets, safer bets, smarter bets. Fingers burnt, fingers crossed.

p.s How fitting for Shevchenkov to sign for Chelsea. He can exchange diving pointers with Robben in future.

BRAZIL! against japan tonight...

2006-06-22T17:16:00.000+08:00

Whats got into me lately... I made my predictions, but I stay out of the matches. I heard some rumours, I bet against my predictions. Zzzzz. I guess there is a price to everything, and faith cost $1000. Can I have faith in my predictions again, please?

Bellamy eating orange, rambutan and durian

2006-06-21T13:05:00.000+08:00

Nigel as BELLAMY & Kelvin as LALALAND.

(bellamy)what does ORD stands for?
(lalaland)Oei! really dead
(bellamy):)
(bellamy)f
(bellamy)u
(bellamy)n
(bellamy)n
(bellamy)y
(bellamy)?
(lalaland)?
(lalaland)cb
(lalaland)really la
(lalaland)u think i kidding?
(bellamy)oh
(bellamy):>
(lalaland)okok
(lalaland)its actually orange rambutan durian
(lalaland)=)
(bellamy)OHHHHHHHHHHH
(bellamy)I SEE

Yours faithfully

2006-06-18T07:45:00.000+08:00

Dear Kelvin

Can you muster up some courage, believe in your picks once again and start betting on this World Cup? The 3 matches could have allow you to recoup the $1000.

So confused

2006-06-11T23:15:00.000+08:00

Babe you leave me confused
Dont know if I
should let you know or wait it out girl
Wish I knew just what to do
Im so confused

I hardly stayed online on MSN for more than 15mins

2006-04-26T23:30:00.000+08:00

The football manager craze is now on. I shall start blogging again after the fever subsided.

Joan Jett and The Blackhearts - I LOVE ROCK AND ROLL

2006-04-14T00:40:00.000+08:00

Don't ask me why lately I have grown so obsessed with the big round sunglasses or tight fitting shirts/polo Ts or songs like pump it/I love rock and roll. Perhaps I have moved on to another phase in my life where I became fascinated about different things.

Leos are generally nice people, like me.

2006-04-13T11:16:00.000+08:00

I shall reiterate that I am a Leo. Well, I was always reminded I am one because I so often find the Leos' characteristics in me. You know the one that Leos are most famous for? The one which every Leo would be proud to boast of? (and you know I am already displaying this particular trait now) Yes, I am a proud attention seeker. And what better place for attention seekers than clubs and nightspots?

Oh, I went dbl-O yesterday. I had wanted to go to Zouk/Phuture initially, but somehow, my friends just managed to convince me that Zouk or Phuture on 12th April Wednesday wouldn't be fun. And I believe! Subconsciously perhaps, since I always know Phuture would never lose its appeal. And well, dbl-o yesterday was fun. Hold on... dbl-O always was right? You know the drinks are cheap... you know you would just drink and drink and drink... you know you would feel so high everytime you are at dbl-O... and you know when you are high it would be fun. Ah! I am so glad I am a Leo.

oh (:

2006-04-10T22:12:00.000+08:00

Kelvin says:
wed phuture
Kelvin says:
thur dbl-o
Kelvin says:
fri momo
Kelvin says:
sat mos

I thought that was a nice suggestion to spend my leaves eh?

temporary settings

2006-04-04T22:32:00.000+08:00

I was meddling with the template of my blog the whole afternoon. I managed to create a background with combined pictures of Ayumi Hamasaki and Steven Gerrard. I successfully added the background music; tagboard, changed the fonts, etc. Well, all was fine then. Yes, the word 'then' was intentionally added at the back. And nothing could have convince anybody how dumb I grew in that split second when I actually clicked on the 'Pick new template' without realising my customised codes would be completed unretrievable afterwards. Nevermind I never save the 'new' template or publish index, my customised template is gone. The people at blogger would have you believe how efficient they are with their auto template updating at the click of a mouse.

I will be making alot of changes to this skin(what you are seeing now) though, on my next bookout that is.

nice Ayumi skin

2006-04-03T01:25:00.000+08:00

I will try to fix the sound and sort out this new skin on my next book out. Time to sleep.

my minesweeper invitations are being avoided like the plague

2006-04-02T23:41:00.000+08:00

Anybody care to play MSN minesweeper with me?

vexed

2006-03-29T23:02:00.000+08:00

At the same time as I am blogging this entry, I laid back on my chair, and breathe in. The sense of helplessness returns. The time slightly past 11pm. Suddenly I feel I could hear the seconds of time ticking past me. The winamp is playing but my ears seem to have filtered out the music. I felt a shiver down my spine. Then the complex mind began to work as many thoughts started running through my mind. I thought about a good friend who had left me. All so suddenly. He was only as old as me, in fact he was afew days younger than me. I still cannot accept that 2 out of my friendster's friends are gone. How fragile life is. How different it would have been if they are still around. How would it be when I am gone? Then, the cruel reality sank in. I am turning 22 this year. Although I have gave myself countless excuses, perhaps it is about time I finally slap myself in the face and wake up. The question that I have always asked and always provided some oh-sound-so-true-excuse: What have I achieved? I shall leave that for another time. I think I have just gave a honest answer. Then I started to frown. I am booking in later, soon. I have to book in every other day. I have no life. I have no time. I have achieve zilch. On days like this, I wish I could care less and "let go", literally that is. I could have own a license and a car, and drove along the expressway with the wind blowing gently on my face. That would perk me up. I could have, maybe 5 years later.

Until then, it is going to be a long cold night tonight.