Sunday, December 30, 2007 . 4:20 PM

2007 is almost over folks...I can't say that its the best year I've had, but I can safely say that it was a bumpy year. Had some trouble adjusting to the fact that everyone's so busy, and there's really no one to talk to in Ngee Ann. That's what happens to people who don't pick the schools which their friends pick. So screwed up. I still miss my best friends even though I get to see them once or twice a week. Its just not the same as 2006. Stupid jokes, slap-stick comedy, talking to each other about stuff that nobody else knows about. I miss that.

Anyway, lets look forward to 2008. There's an early piece of good news: My last term of school is only 6 weeks long, and after that I can hug my holidays, and greet Year 2 with some glee. No more "Eh!! Freshie!! What's-your-name come here!!", no more, silly electronics modules, and I get to pick a language to learn!! I'm still contemplating between French and Spanish. I love both so much, yet they only allow us to pick one. I know what's going to come from 'those' people who's reading this. I WILL not learn Japanese because I think its stupid, all with that "Konichiwa", "Kawaii-neh" and all that crap. Why the hell does everyone want to learn another Asian language especially from a culture which has all these ridiculous poses and retarded hand signals? Hand signals are meant for those who can't speak. You were born with the ability to speak, so why not use it properly instead of making unintelligible noises and making proper words sound so whiny and squashed?

Don't even get me started on those who love the Japanese culture. Why the hell do you idolise the Japanese so much? You like looking up to short people? Ironic. What's with all that "Cosplay", dressing up like medieval princesses? And what's so great about Japanese food? Its food! Same food all over the world!! The "Japanese Salmon" you eat is the same as the damn salmon from Canada. And for your information, those Jap-lovers who haven't even been to Japan: The "Japanese Cuisine" you eat here doesn't even taste the slightest bit Japanese compared to the food in Japan.

One more thing. When I ask people why do they go to Japan other than the culture and food, they tell me it's because of Disneyworld. Oh my god. People, people, people. Disneyworld? Japan? I don't think you people can even tell me where Disney originated from. Its like me going to India to go see Anime-world. (If there was an Anime-world.) I really don't know whether to laugh at or to pity these people who love Japan so much.

Anyway, enough of my rants. I'm gonna sign off, and look forward to New Year's Eve. Merry Christmas and a Crappy New Year!!

Tuesday, December 25, 2007 . 9:09 PM

Merry Christmas to all!! I sincerely hope everyone is enjoying Christmas. I've not done much for Christmas this year. Actually I don't do much for Christmas every year. I basically just sit back at home, lock myself in my room, turn on the air conditioner, grab a stack of chocolate bars, make myself a hot chocolate or Milo and watch romance films. Love Actually, 50 First Dates, Titanic - the works. After every movie I'll leak a couple of tears and moan and whine to myself about not having a girlfriend. Again.

My dad came back this morning from Narita (Japan). Guess what I got for Christmas? This has got to be the most amazing present ever. He gave me the Narita - Singapore Flight Plan he got from one of the pilot. Then he told me to go study it if I wanted to be a pilot. I probably had an orgasm right there and then. Homework for Christmas!! Nothing turns me on more than that.

Enough about Christmas. Or rather, nothing else to summarise about my Christmas. That was my whole day, besides taking a 3 hour nap in the afternoon.

I caught I Am Legend yesterday. All I can say is that it was fantastic. Its impossible to give anything a perfect rating, so I gave it the highest: 4.5 stars.
Will Smith did some exceptional acting, the story sequence was unique, and the CGI for the zombies were pretty good. There was a good mix of suspense, humour and action.

Oh wells, thats all for the Christmas post. I'm already looking forward to next year's Christmas. Merry Christmas all!!

Friday, December 21, 2007 . 9:01 AM

Fuck you asshole....who do you think you are? Some General who's trying to culture his own mindless spawnling? My father is the most fucked up person in the universe. I fall asleep at 1.30 last night, and get woken up at 8.45am by him. Why? Because my stupid brother has his stupid Chinese tuition at 9.30am. This isn't his usual tuition time; my mother and that stupid tutor with the biggest ass ever is always changing the lesson times and days until I don't know which one is the usual anymore. First, my father can wake up my brother, then my brother yells are my father for waking him up. Then that yell woke me up; I try to roll over and go back to sleep, but my father wakes me up by pulling my big toe. He's always doing that. He thinks its a nice way to wake people up but WHAT THE FUCK. I pull my feet away, and guess what he does? He walks over to the fan and turns it off, then pulls the curtains wide open. It doesn't help with the fact that my window faces the East where the goddamn sun rises every morning. So, I'm awake, seriously lethargic and exhausted, starting to sweat without a fan, and the fucking sun is shining in my face. The latest event once again triggers the usual scream from my fucking bro. This is how I wake up 2/10 of my holiday mornings. I've never had the chance to tell anyone about this because by the time I see a friendly face, I forget about it.

I'm still pissed, I get out of bed, walk to the bathroom and the bloody maid is there washing clothes or some shit. More pissed, I walk to my parent's bathroom to do my stuff. I head over to the sofa to sit down and clear my head and bring my emotions under control. Once that was done, I tried to keep myself awake by surfing the net. The moment I open it, my father walks past and says "Good. Very good."
I surf for 60 seconds, and he walks up to me, "You have been eating instant noodles between 11pm and 2am for the past few nights. If you continue to do so, I will confiscate it. And you sit in front of the laptop from 9am to 2am everyday like some Buddha. I want you to decide your next course of action carefully, otherwise I will also take away the laptop, and I don't care if its your holidays."

This is how my father talks to me all the time. I can't go out, because no one is free, I have no money because my mum has no change, so basically I have nothing to do. If I go out often, they say I treat my home like a hotel. If I stay home the whole day, they say I'm some paraplegic or handicapped person who stares at a screen the whole day.

You know what my dad expects me to do? He expects me to be a utility man every other second which I'm not sleeping, studying, or outside. The toilet bowl gets clogged, I have to fix it. The light bulb gets dim, I have to change it. My table is literally splitting into half, I have to find some solution to fix it with a tin of glue. I have to go to the market and buy food and groceries. I also get sent to Holland Road to visit my grandmother on the family's behalf when my father is overseas. What the fuck? I'm like some handyman who they just order around!! I mean if its once in a while I wouldn't mind. But it seems like there's always something for me to do!! My damn table is slowly collapsing into two and my father still tells me to glue the thing back together. WTF!?!?!? Thats how stingy my parents are ok? They won't even buy me a new table when they can see it splitting in two!! WHAT THE FUCK. And now that stupid fat assed tutor is here. Fuck my family. Can't wait for the day I move out.

Saturday, December 15, 2007 . 6:07 PM

LADIEEEEES AND GENTLEMEN!! I AM BACK FROM THE DEAD. WOOOOOOOOOO!! Okay, 2 things to celebrate:
1: Hazzy & I turned 18 before Kevin.
2: My torturous stay at my Grandma's place is over.

Lets get cracking then. Very proud that my Abang and I are 18. At last. 18 = Cigarettes (Not smoking though), FHM, Maxim, Playboy (Yeah right... as if the Gahmen will allow Playboy here), Alcohol, Clubbing, Pubbing, M18 movies. Weeeeeeee!! Its like we're some prisoners who are allowed freedom. I keep grinning like a retard every time I picture Kevin asking me or Hazzy to buy him a beer from 7-11. Waahahahahaha...

On the 8th, Kiff, Xin Yi, Sam & KH, Hazzy and me went to Seoul Garden at Marina to eat our faces out and to celebrate Hazzy, Xin Yi and my birthday. Lee Hua and Rong Cheng came a little later to hang out with us. The 3 birthday people got presents from Sam & Kh: Xin Yi got bangles (Sam obviously picked them out) and Hazzy and I got nice shirts from TopMan. Cooooooooooooooooooooool.
Then Xin Yi got her present from Hazzy and I: A medium dolphin with a birthday tag to complement her existing collection.

THANKS EVERYONE!!

It was okay at my grandma's place. I stayed at my Dad's old room. I only had no Internet, which was like someone blindfolding me. I seemed like an idiot every time I had to sms some people about soccer scores and news. No one to keep me company online, nothing to do basically. Lucky I brought my new Friends boxset along to keep me alive. By the time I packed my laptop when I was leaving, I had gone through 2 seasons. My prolonged stay there also made me realise that both my aunties are very talkative. I also realised that my Canadian aunt (living at with my grandma for holidays) talks in a monotone. Not a low one. Not a very high one either but one that is higher than usual. And I also realised that my other aunt laughs a lot. A small joke can keep her cracked up for a few hours. And I am not a morning person. I love quiet mornings where I can just eat my breakfast, drink my juice or coffee while surfing the net. I hate it when my Canadian aunt (Morning person) can sing "Good Morning" to me in her monotone when I'm still blurry and shuffling towards the toilet. She'll go like "Good morning Sir!! Come!! I want to talk to you!!". And I'm like "FUCK!! SHUT UP!! SHUT UP!! WHY CAN'T YOU KEEP QUIET!?!?!". All that of course in my head while I'm sitting on the toilet bowl, crapping away.

And my Canadian aunt wakes up early every bloody morning. Like 7.30am. And she'll talk loudly with the maid. My dad's room is like "outside" of the interior of the house and yet I can hear what she's saying to the maid. When 8.30 to 9 am comes, and I'm still snoring in bed, this time my grandma will remember "My youngest son's son" and come shuffling with her walker towards my room to check on me. Don't ask me why. And the maid is supposed to follow her where ever she goes in case my grandma slips or something. So when my grandma comes to my room to check on me, the maid will have to follow. And because my aunt is talking to my maid, my aunt also follows. In bed, I can hear my grandma shuffling towards my door, and she'll just push on the door slightly, so it swings open. So every morning, around that time, I turn in bed to face the door, I see my grandma standing there looking as though she forgot why she was standing there in the first place, followed by the giggling maid who's grabbing the back of my grandma's pants in case she falls, and completing the whole household is my aunt who's still talking loudly even though she's right outside my door. I seriously feel like some animal in the zoo and 9am is my feeding time or something.

Thank god I'm never sleeping over there ever again. I better not be.

Liverpool - Man Utd match on Sunday, 9pm. Biggest game of the season. WOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

Oh yeah....I'm gonna visit Ms Lim and her son tomorrow with the guys. Can't wait to see what he looks like now. Weeeeeeee!!

Tuesday, December 4, 2007 . 6:42 PM

Okay...I'm spending my last couple of hours at home before I move to Grandma's place for the next couple of weeks while my family fly of to Barcelona to have fun. I'm stuck at Holland Road for 2 weeks with no internet, bad TV reception and lots of cramming to do for my common tests next week. Argh....I beg for someone to visit me while I'm there. I'll die of boredom. And I just found out that my Northern Lights by Phillip Pullman is LOST. ARGH!! Its the original story of the much anticipated film "The Golden Compass". I can't believe its gone; the story was so damn good. And now its gone, Sam can't get to read it before watching the movie. FARK!! I feel so damn pissed every time I lose books. I love books so much. Bah. I've got to go...pack some last minute stuff in to keep me entertained while I'm cut off from the world.

Hope I can post again...zzz...Happy Birthday to Me, Xin Yi and Hazzy!! (In that order...)

Sunday, December 2, 2007 . 11:15 PM

I'm very happy tonight. Surprise visit from Kiff & Xin Yi....thanks alot guys...that meant the world to me...I guess Kiff isn't mad at me for what I let loose in my earlier post...However much you're okay with it, I'm still sorry. Thanks for being there man.

Saturday, December 1, 2007 . 6:43 PM

I take back what I said about Kiffy...sorry..I still love you man...