Toilets

I've noticed a growing trend in taking pics in toilets which I do not fully comprehend. In order to satisfy my flaming curiousity, I decided to hop on the party wagon and join in the fray to figure out exactly WHY...

Here they are:

KK Plaza

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Centrepoint (the security guard behind is as curious as I to why people are taking pics in the toilet)

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The Olde Station @ Warisan Square

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Thai Pub

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Now, this isn't taken from any toilet, this is the ceiling of the new house of Pro-trim salon's boss. His house is full of mirrors. had to put this up =)

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Wisma Merdeka (crappy mirror, crappy hairstyle)

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Graceview (you could take a scroll in this toilet)

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Asia City Complex (on the day I cut my hair short)

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That's all I have for now, might add in more later (if I'm feeling stupid enough), and I still don't understand why people take pictures in the toilet. Is it they are waiting for the chance to capture supernatural happenings with themselves posing at the front? Bloody stupid, in my opinion.

Observations

Before I go into details, can you people pls stop forwarding messages to me here? Everytime I click on that "new messages" link I'm actually eagerly expecting to see what my friends want to communicate to me, not:

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Now on to the main topic... For the past few months I've spent helping my father sell toys I've noticed a very perculiar trait that's been programmed into the DNA of every child, that is when they see a car/motorcycle that has a compartment no matter whether its big enough for them to fit into, they feel compelled to step in or ride on and press every button they can find. (you know, like those go-karts that kids ride around on that move at incredibly slow speeds) Its exactly like how men are designed to behave when they see pussy. Wahahahahahahaha!!

...Ahem. Forgive my language, but I really have to say this. Ladies, strip naked and spread your legs in front of any man and he'll feel compelled to stick his dick in. Its a force that's vaguely similar to magnetism. I mean, give a baby

this, and he'll know instinctively how to stuff it all into their respectively-shaped holes, give them a go-kart and they'll insinctively step in and turn the steering wheel, give them a mini motorbike and they'll instinctively sit on it and try to turn the handlebar, give a guy a pussy n he'll instinctively try to stuff his little brother in. I mean, this sort of thing is only natural, its pre-programmed, its FROM GOD!! Trying to deny a guy pussy is like trying to deny a child his rights to step into a go-kart n press buttons, its like trying to deny George Bush his rights as president of the United States of America to invade Iraq (ok I admit that's abit fer-fetched), its like trying to deny a girl's rights to go shopping and spend their livetime savings (and their spouse's) in one single day on clothes, its just wrong! Its just the same as denying God! So for God's sake!!! PLEASE DO NOT DENY ANY MAN THE PUSSY HE SO RIGHTFULLY DESERVES!!!

Ignore all that. Sometimes when I encounter parents who buy toys for their children because "its their birthday/its the holiday season/ they did well in class/etc" but they themselves are so poor that they pay using many coins or RM1 for something that costs something as low as RM 29.90, after they pay for the toy they have no money left to take a bus back home, I feel pained when I see them take out all the money they have from their pockets/wallets/hats/socks/underwear. If I were the boss, I'd probably just give it to them. So boys and girls reading this, remember that your parents love you very much, respect them and try not to be rebellious because they are willing to give all they possess in exchange for your happiness.

Well, at least some of them are. The others just suck.

That's all for now, TTFN! See ya! =)

Japan, the land of...

Dead passengers.

...WTF?!

Bathrobed men.

Dying cats.

... no canons allowed? Sticking your straws through a piece of lemon/orange is strictly prohibited?

Free Hugs.

No smoking on snooker cue sticks.

Dog Children.

This is why I want to go to Japan. =)

2nd chances

I just watched this show where this guy died in a car explosion while trying to save a child from the wreckage, and the angel in charge of recieving him decided to give him a 3 day period to tell the girl he loves how much he loves her. They've loved each other since they were young, but neither told the other how they felt, each waiting for the other to speak 1st. The guy had to leave for America the next day, but he chose to back out at the last moment and rushed off to find the girl and tell her how he felt but met with the accident halfway.

The thing is, his body was blown to bits and he has to come back in a different body, and nobody believed him at 1st. But his love for the girl was to strong that he kept trying and trying to convince her, her sister and his own parents that he was really him, even though she scorned him and treated him badly, like he was a stalker or despicable person making use of her feelings for a dead lover, even though his father beat him with a baseball bat like he was a burgler, he tried and tried until his time was almost up in this world, until sunset of the 3rd day when the girl finally believed him.

If I were to die today, and God were to give me a 2nd chance like this, who would I come back to find? I'm at a lost. My dad doesn't understand me because we're not close due to being seperated since I was young, my mum doesn't care about me, only her beloved bomoh old man, girls... I haven't met any whom I would dedicate this level of devotion to... There was 1 that my heart beat for, but she didn't love me... I've tried several relationships, but they didn't work out because I couldn't feel it, that something special. Some loved me with all their heart and soul, some loved me half-heartedly, some loved me and somebody else at the same time. It all meant nothing...

Sad to say, if I were to die now, nobody's life would be changed, nobody would come to the riverside and lament that Henry used to come drinking here and joke around with me, nobody would avoid going to the arcade because Henry used to play counter-strike with him there and it hurts to think about him, nobody would stop believing in Love because Henry left without a word, without saying goodbye. My greatest talent in life is my singing, but I've done nothing with it, and wasted the little chances that came my way. I have contributed nothing in life besides heartbreak.

How I wish that I had something to cling to, to strive towards, somebody who understands me and deserves my utmost dedication to... Are you this person? Send in your resume today! Send a message! An SMS! MSN! Email! Or fax your particulars to +6088215000. Chinese/wears rectangular glasses/dazzling smiles/great personality/loves to sing will be given advantage.*

*Girls only.

Production

I once had this idea, this dream, of producing an album with many beautiful and sad songs in it, and then I'd pour all my heart and soul into singing them until everybody listening to my music would cry along with me. I still have this same dream, and I'm still trying to work towards this goal with what limited knowledge of songwriting that I have (which is next to zero). But as I strive towards this end, here are 2 songs that I find are quite nice to me that I would like to share with all my friends:

让每个人都心碎

城市一片漆黑
谁都不能看见谁
除非紧紧依偎
我让自己喝醉
没有你我就不能入睡
整夜又整夜的徘徊
我说过我绝对不会后悔
寂寞是被原谅的罪
爱情怎么让每个人都心碎?
怎么去安慰?
爱情怎么让每个人都流泪?
你的泪烫伤我的脸
那一次我尝到伤悲
我的泪烫伤我的脸
从此就再也说不出
我爱谁

爱的可能

你出现我身边像个奇迹发生
没想到会是你让我如此失魂
我心中的感觉是这样陌生
快乐的牵挂在相聚的每一分
曾以为我见过所有爱的可能
这一刻才明了我有多么天真
想给你全世界一刻我都不愿等
想要你的心却怕不能成真
因为你有你的人生我有我的旅程
在前方还有等着你的人
你会哭会笑会爱会伤神
你会不会敲我的门?
虽然你对我的认真我也感动万分
你终究不是属于我的人
但记得在你孤单的时候
我会伸出双手
我会是你朋友到永久...

if cats could blog

I wait. I am patient. You will die.

Mouse, your days are numbered. I will wait patiently, forever if I must, for that sublime moment I can sink my claws into your deliciously pathetic flesh.

I will hold your like in my paws, taking you to the brink of death, then pulling you apart, limb by limb.

hai...

I haven't really been happy as of late, and I've often wondered how I could really feel happiness again from the heart.

I would like to share 2 songs which I feel are very unique to me.

眼泪成诗

我已经 , 已经把我伤口化作玫瑰
我的泪水  已经变成雨水早已轮回
我已经 , 已经把对白留成了永远
忘了天色 究竟是黑是灰
分手伤了谁?
谁把他变美?
我的眼泪写成了诗已无所谓
让你再回味
字不醉人人自醉
因为回忆总是美
我已经 , 已经把绝情变成了恭维
因为不配   你就忽然自卑说声失陪
我已经 , 已经把沉默变成了忏悔
无路可退 只能无言以对
分手伤了谁
谁把他变美
我的眼泪写成了诗已无所谓
让你在回味
字不醉人人自醉
因为回忆总是美
分手伤了谁
谁把他变美
我的眼泪写成了诗已是无所谓
让你再回味
字不醉人人自醉
你的品位总是美

and

同类

雨后的城市寂寞又狼狈
路边的座位它空着在等谁
我拉住时间它却不理会
有没有别人跟我一样很想被安慰?
风停了又吹我忽然想起谁
天亮了又黑我过了好几岁
心暖了又灰

世界
有时候孤单的很需要另一个同类
爱收了又给我们都不太完美
梦作了又碎我们有几次机会
去追
不晓得为什么爱又稀少又昂贵
云在半空中被微风剪碎
回忆也许美可是正在飞走对不对
啦啦...
天亮了又黑我过了好几岁

July/August Updates

Very tired ah... very sleepy... Recently pop up many many pimples, eyering also growing increasingly black, hair also curl liao, getting thinner... I'm becoming a monster!!

My dad came over to my place to sleep the last few days... so paisey, my room like rubbish dump so messy, things anyhow throw, dirty clothes all over the floor... Who could've expected that after he came my room became even messier!! Its my mess X2!!! My God! His clothes also anyhow throw! Blanket also dun fold! Finish eating maggi cup dun throw away! Bring so many gua ji to eat n smoke in the room!!! Argh!!! I'm not getting enough sleep, not used to sleeping in the same bed with a guy. I'd prefer if it were a girl...

Hope that peace come to his house once again so that he can go back and live his blissful live with his crazy girlfriend... Bitch!

I kinda like it when people look at me with admiration over my looking good, makes me feel good too, maybe I should try getting into modelling. But I gotta build up my body mass 1st, nobody likes a skinny monkey. (...except probably japanese mangakas)

I don't understand why I can't attract proper girls? Its like... every girl that tries to hit on me has some serious defect: Pockmarks, rotten and disfigured teeth, giant mutated body, speaks some language I don't understand, psychopathic, doesn't eat normal food, smokes, clubs, likes to flirt with everybody, demands lots of stuff when I don't even know her, etc etc...

I mean, where have all the normal looking 1s gone to? It goes to show people my age can't afford to be single as everybody else has been taken up by others. What's left are the mutants. Shit, maybe I'm 1 of them mutated species, that's why I don't grow fats. I don't even shit the amount I eat. Its 1 of Earth's greatest mystery: Where has all the food gone to? Answer: Henry ate it all and magically teleported it via his genetically evolved black-hole/stomach-thingy to some distant barren planet, where the inhabitants are kneeling down and singing praise and worship to some funny God who's raining down digested food 3-4 times a day regularly at meal-times.

I missed Singapore's National day, totally forgot about it... Big deal. Singapore doesn't celebrate My birthday either.

Jay Chow's Secret was incredible! I loved the scenes, the music, Kwai Lan Mei's acting, the story, the humour... There was a tinge of heartbreaking romance that finally bloomed into this happily ever after for our lovers. Too bad for papa though. Totally didn't think about his poor old father, that bastard. Made me feel like watching it again =)

If only I were as talented as Jay chow, I mean, look at his fingers fly! He could be KOF champion every year if he took part. I bet he could dig his nose so fast that nobody would notice he did it in public.

Ok la, TTFN, ta ta for now! Nothing more to say. Bye!

Cheering up

In an effort to cheer up my despondent blog, I set out on a mission to find the funniest stories I have ever read before to present on it. This is one of them:

I am a boy

I am a boy. Boy is Boy. Girl is girl but I am not a girl. Why I am not a girl is because I am a boy. A very good boy. I have a sister and three parents. Two mothers and one father. They are mad people and I am their mad child. We are all mad.

When they are old, I am hoping that they have earned a lot of money by then. Money is money. Not money is not money. Money is good so I like money. When they are old they will not need so much money so I can take all their money and use.

Because of my three parents, there are more of them to take care of each other. I can then go and use all their money as they do not need the money. They can go and play chess or sing songs together.

Looking outside my window, got bird, got boy. Boy eat bird, bird die. I see a rainbow outside. It is colorful. I am happy because it is very beautiful. I see children playing with balls outside. All kind of balls. Football, basketball, baseball, ballball.

My mom and dad come into my room and sit beside me on my bed. They look outside the window too. My mom is sitting on my right and my dad is sitting on my left. They are very happy that I am happy. Suddenly, some sparrows flew past. Our family dog then jumped out of the window to catch some birds.

Our dog is a very active dog. He eats a lot. He is and active dog who eats a lot. This is why he is active. However, he is not a very clever dog because he is mad. When he jumped out of the window to catch the birds, he forgot that our family lives on the twenty fifth floor. Dog die. Me sad.

This is a bad day for me looking outside the window because I am sad. I am sad because my parents just bought the dog yesterday. We are sad. Suddenly an aeroplane flies past the window. We forgot about our dog and are very surprised because we have never seen an aeroplane before. As a result, we are happy because the aeroplane is exciting.

My mom is talking to me, but I continue looking out the window. She screams, but I cannot hear her. I am deaf because of the large sound from the aeroplane. We are sad again, but happy because the rainbow is still in the sky.

This is an exciting day outside my window.

The End.

                                                                              

What, I didn't say they were coherent or grammatically correct stories, did I?

June updates

Recently I (finally) got to know this girl that makes my heart fly whenever I see her. I'm just so afraid that I'm disturbing her every time that I sms her, that I'm being irritating. Kind of like a fly that buzzes around her ears when she's trying to enjoy whatever it is that she's doing, like living life in peace, or cooking up some never seen before Meal of Doom! Sometimes I want to talk to her but I can't think of anything to say. That's coming from somebody who has so much crap in his arsenal that he could fill the whole galaxy with them and create Big Bang II. But no matter what, I won't give up! Cuz there's been this growing feeling inside of me that she's so important that I would give my life for her if she's ever in need, and making her happy is all I wanna do.
I must be going mad.
Point is, I'm generally feeling better now than the past year that I've been spending here even though I'm more tired than before, with my dad leaving me in charge most of the time and I haven't had a decent day's rest for quite some time now. To my friends who're reading this, I'm fine and there's no need to worry about me and you know how fucked up you are for secretly reading this and not leaving anything for me to read in return? Its like everybody around that's sucking in A.Einstein's wonderful brain juices but never giving any relatively relative feedbacks back to him for him to come up with his super fantastic theory of relativity. That's why its just a theory now and nothing fantastic has come out of it yet, or else man would be conquering the universe with his Super Kamihamihas and Instant teleporting powers.
Tell me how you're doing, at least. =D
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P.S: Oh yeah, a pretty uneventful birthday flew past too. My thanks goes out to Nelson, Cyril, Raychie, Jess, Pei Yee, Ann, Chong and my dad for trying to cheer me up by being part-time clowns in the KTV for a few hours. Really appreciated it, especially to Nelson for his very special gift! And to Serri for calling me and chatting with me for 10 mins as my birthday present. =_=