Tuesday, January 30, 2007

thanks.

i really needed that to drag my dreamy ass back down to earth



i'm just a good guy friend.

Sunday, January 28, 2007

random tidbit of information of the day:

Zara, B.U.M. or Levi's boxers won't last if you get them in size 'M', gain plenty of midriff, wear them low and then decide to go running in them.


-rrrrrrrrrrrrripppppppp-


added ventilation for balls.



i'm kinda moody cos i just read her blog and am throwing away the pair of boxers she got for me cos, well, i did what was said above.



gaining weight then attempting to lose it is simply not the way to go.


you still owe me a birthday present and a song.
just another heartache on my list.


you don't know what you have till you have lost it.

i hate to admit it.

its been 3 years.



i still miss you a lot.

you were just....... different.

Friday, January 26, 2007

grandma's condition keeps fluctuating.


one moment she's lively and eager to be going home.


the next, doctors are crowding around her and rushing around to keep her alive.


fuck.


Health Facts Singapore

Principal Causes of Death


2003
2004
2005P
Total No. of Deaths
16,036
15,860
16,217
% of Total Deaths
1. Cancer
[ICD9 : 140-208] 25.9 27.1 26.4

2. Ischaemic Heart Disease
[ICD9 : 410-414] 19.3 18.8 18.1
3. Pneumonia
[ICD9 : 480-486] 14.6 14.1 14.9
4. Cerebrovascular Disease (including stroke)
[ICD9 : 430-438] 9.7 9.8 9.9
5. Accidents, Poisoning & Violence
[ICD9 : E800-E999] 6.6 6.5 4.9
6. Other Heart Diseases
[ICD9 : 393-398,402,415-429] 5.7 4.2 4.0
7. Chronic Obstructive Lung Disease
[ICD9 : 490-493, 496] 3.3 3.1 3.5
8. Diabetes Mellitus
[ICD9 : 250] 2.3 3.0 3.1
9. Urinary Tract Infections
[ICD9 : 599.0] 2.1 2.3 2.0
10. Nephritis, Nephrotic Syndrome & Nephrosis
[ICD9 : 580-589] 1.4 1.6 1.6




cancer is the no. 1 killer in singapore.



FUCK.



=/

Sunday, January 21, 2007

grandma is fine for today.

she lunched together with the family. that sure brought up her morale a bit.

she thinks shes going home tommorow.

gawd, shes so wrong.

i really dread tommorow when they continue with the chemo.

God knows what side effects shes gonna suffer from.


=/



somebody died in the next room today. the room was full of wailing relatives.

fuck im freaking out.



speechcomm lecture test tml morn.
then go home sleep.
then spending the night in the hospital.


i would like to take this opportunity to apologise to all my project group members at this point of time.

sorry i couldnt be more cooperative at this point of time.

im sick and tied down by all the shit that is happening.

i promise i will do my share in due course.

really fucking sorry.


=/

Friday, January 19, 2007

grandma is in hospital.

she nearly fainted yesterday and had a trembling fit today that scared the fucking shit out of everyone.


aunt nearly had a panic attack.


im fucking worried.

nuff said.



i was just hallucinating
yup
too good to be true

Tuesday, January 16, 2007

YOOHOOOHOO!


MEET FRANKIE THE FLAMER!


its been sometime since i had a flamer come drop by.


you know why i love flamers?


cos they come spoiling for a fight and no one can wag their fingers at me for being a bastard and stirring up trouble!! hehehehehhe.


so, my dear Frankie, your typing style seems vaguely familiar. give up on trying to mind-read already. seriously you have no fcking future in it. for one thing, i am most definitely not desperate for a gf cos i am most disillusioned by the 'L' word right now. im sure some people can bear testimony to that.


and another thing, i did mention that my goal was to lose my virginity by TWENTY, not twenty-one you fucktard.

and what makes you think i haven't accomplished that?


yes i am big.

yes i am fat.

yes i am a loser.


but to waste your time posting a nice long tag on a loser's tagboard?

gawd how no-life must you be? you've just proven yourself to be the ultimate loser.



and please dont bother hiding behind random nicks, cos your typing style totally gives you away.




i had no problem achieving my goal. but Frankie-the-cheena-gayboy's lack of a sex life is probably taking a toll on his judgement. bet you have not enough cum in the ass to think straight.


so once again i wish you all the best in your endeavours to find some sonofabitch who is willing to fuck your gaping shithole by the time you are 87.


:D

Sunday, January 14, 2007

the feeling was fleeting.

one moment it was there


the next


it was gone.







i'm confused. are my games over?
i heard from my sis that ahma was feeling rather grumpy recently and had lost all appetite.


how come i wasnt surprised?


must be laobu. and her MARVELOUS HEALTHY CHEAP HOLY COOKING.


-rolls eyes-


i pride myself in being the only who can coax ahma into having a meal!
so i went over to pay her a visit.
found her at home with hard 'nasi lemak' that laobu attempted to make. didnt look the least bit appetising.


SO I WENT AND BOUGHT CHAR KWAY TEOW AND HOKKIEN MEE!!





ahma brushes her dentures

after dinner.














so we had a good chat! ahma is fine for now! heh.

in fact,


she joins the toast from 3 entries ago!





ahma with her 'Tiger'.




CHEERS!

(thats apple juice)






ahma says my boardshorts are stinky because they are black in color.

old people dont like black clothes.

so i went around sniffing at various things in her room.

like her hot water flask, her TV and her socks.


to prove to her that black things dont neccessarily stink.


heh. i made her cry.......



tears of laughter.



was kinda worried when she laughed so hard she had trouble breathing.




cheering ahma up can be very tricky.


Tuesday, January 09, 2007

serious-fucking-ly,

quit playing 'hard-to-get'

i'm no worse at playing the game than you are.

and like get a fucking life.

cos i'm not even fucking interested.




*rolls eyes*




oh,

and on another similiar someone,

for the record, i fucking hate gold-diggers.

especially those who those who fucking waste the gold they have dug.

you keep shooting me down,

but the whole fcking world knows,

you're the one who's CHEAP (in more than one sense of the word).




fuck all. writt comm is making me fucking grumpy.

Monday, January 08, 2007

WARNING: PHOTO OVERLOAD DETECTED!


HOOOOOOOOO! HERE WE GO! BINTAN PHOTOOOOOS!

-jumps around with fats bouncing wildly-







at the ferry terminal!!











Us displaying our 'prehistoric roots'.

lice picking.

i have no idea what she's doing.













the damn ferry.













close up of the damn ferry











couldnt take any photos of the journey. was too busy puking. horriblehorrible choppy seas.









AT BINTAAAANNNNN!















I'm still pretty seasick.











yeah you can tell.












AT THE VILLA! this is our living room!














our 'chandelier'. -rolls eyes-













the sofas on the upper floor.













MY room.












james, jiawen and caleb's room.













we had our very own private pool.


the three gayboys couldnt wait to go galivanting in it.











while others slacked in the living room













while the rest engaged in horny bedroom activities.













GOLF CARTS! i drove. nearly into a drain though.












OMG YOU CANT SEE THE DRIVER!

heh. malik the man.















love this pic. windswept.













on the bus to the 'traditional village'.

6 fucking bucks per person for a bus ride.











fucking scary ride on a dark rainy night on uneven, dimly lit roads beside steep slopes.













grocery shopping with the class!


supplies for our 3D2N traverse in bintan.











wan kuku looking through the souvineurs.
















malik too.



















my wooden brothers in tummydom.



they make wooden figurines of me in bintan.













chia and a model of his future wife.













malik trying out a blowpipe.












i decide to have a go.

turns out, im pretty good at BLOWING and SHOOTING.


bought one back home for some umm...private fun.









this is a bintan bar.


interesting muted lighting.














after coming back from the village, some prepared for DRINKING GAMES!














while other fuckers just sat on their bums watching the telly.











the bitch fell asleep.














look at the beautiful jug of mango vodka.

its orgasmic.












caleb is stoned even before the game.














INDIAN POKERrrr!












haochuan is oblivious of the predicament he is in.












guess who lost this round?












faris drinking the vile NON-ALCOHOLIC concotion.


ingredients include nutella, water, soy sauce...
















yup brian is pretty flushed too!













this is how the transport elephants on bintan..

ON THE BACK OF PICKUPS!











wan kuku plucking my brows.


THATS HOW BORED WE WERE!










yupyup.


the hair grew back in like 3 days.









joyrides galore!

hoohooohooo!

we love the damn golf carts!









the catholic secondary school boys.













SOCCER WITH THE NATIVES!


SINGAPORE VS INDO.











damn slack life there lah.












james with the ball.














faris, our interpreter, with his abangs. hahahaha.













james in action.


the fat, topless beach asking for the ball.









AAND POSESSION IS LOST TO SINGAPORE!














jaryl with his presents for his dahling.














ok ugly photo.















manhunt photoshooot.















MORE GAYING IN OUR PRIVATE POOL!













deck chairs in pool.

cool.











OK MORE GAY PHOTOS.



this is getting kinda boring.











chia straddling caleb.


ok these photos are way too gay.












ok this is even more gay.













CHEF CALEB.


he invented the rum omelette.










while chef caleb was preparing the ingredients,












james and jiawen posed

for erotic photo no. 1.












JARYL FRYING RICE!














the halal portion.













DINNER TIME!


james and jiawen took it to the room, which explains their absence at the dinner table.









YAAAAAAAAMMMMMM..........


SENG!











our favourite jurong west gayboys.













emo photo no. 1..












emo photo no. 2.














emo photo no. 3.













the seashell collecting crew!













the EMO MAT.












the spoils from our beach plundering


pretty seashells, a couple of fish and a hermit crab.










gayboys do a baywatch.


all thats missing are bouncing titties.











chia and i plotting to dump the suntanning bitch in the damn pool.











complications.

we realised he was listening to his ipod.













EXECUTE PLAN!


it failed.









don't cha just LURVE me titties?


-slurp-












check this out: the tap in the public toilet


















WE ARE LEAVING!


on the bus to the ferry terminal!









the marist gang sits together!











everyone is damn shagged.
(cept for the beyotch)



byebye bintan! HELLO SINGAPORE!!!