PREPP-TALK & CHILLI SAUCE

LAST NOTE.

2010-06-05T21:55:00.000+08:00

perhaps blogging should stop here

period.

2010-05-19T00:20:00.003+08:00

NO MORE! enough!

2010-05-05T22:32:00.001+08:00

why do i tire of counting sheep?

please take me away from here.

2010-03-24T18:43:00.006+08:00

maybe i should do some editing.

perhaps edit my life, crank the handle, whatever.

you shouldn't trust anyone, it's probably an insult trumpeted to all my good friends out there.

perhaps if you hopped on a time machine and travelled back, you wouldn't believe i was in that form previously.

some people just don't deserve to see the happy side of me . ever.

2010-03-10T22:13:00.003+08:00

fuck the red handle. took it to the bike mech. today and was informed that it's bent beyond recognition, better off getting a fresh one.

and so, I'm getting a new chrome piece from the bay.

this time round i've decided not to treat it with any powder-coats whatsoever.

gee, i gotta sort my life out.

you see, don't you agree everyone wants to be happy on this planet?

i can't seem to sort that out right from the start.

my mind doesn't think it's that hard , just tune up a smile duhhh.

FIXIE.

2010-03-09T18:49:00.002+08:00

very soon guys. very soon.

AFFIRMATION.

2010-03-02T22:21:00.006+08:00

to my dear friends.

you don't have the opportunity to commit such mistakes next time when the career boat sets sails.

abhors writing long posts.

loves.

PARTH TO QUIT.

2010-02-25T20:40:00.006+08:00

someone whispered to me:

" dude you gotta get back on your saddle man..."

indeed?

perhaps another way to propagate the hard-lined facts about reality outside the white room in the mind. so unique yet intriguing.

i happily await my moment of death.

PEACE.

2010-02-14T22:20:00.002+08:00

finally, another i've settled down nicely.

got a crank of accommodation woes, in the heart of the mighty campus.

cool roomies.

awesome big place.

i miss you mum and dad.

gong hei fatt choy.

to another semester.

2010-02-08T23:44:00.004+08:00

i have failed countless number of times throughout the course. i was given the opportunity again and again. but to avail. i didn't make it to a local varsity, made a dunce cap for myself, squandered money foolishly on a few occasions and lost the trust of everyone. but because i have done so, i am successful today - is it a belief worth gulping down today?

HOLIDAY OH HOLIDAY.

2010-01-28T23:47:00.002+08:00

vampire's contra is out oh gosh!

just got them at landspeed records, very catchy tunes i must say. love 'em.

haha love you bitch.

2010-01-23T20:51:00.002+08:00

we must understand that with capitalism ushers the advent of suffering and pain in us. such that this so-called holistic idea of the lassez faire system ultimately ruins our well-being. now it appears that this ' invisible hand ' unleashes such mighty strength that it threatens to strangle the weak. the division between the wealthy and the poor just never cease to expand at such rapid rates. why the need to be industrious with the texts and notes to be the best? meritocracy at best leads to the manifestation of widespread elitism. it is important to live to the very fullest based on what each and every one of us enjoy doing most with utmost pleasure. but rankings and hierarchy amongst the type of occupations is a seemingly huge deterrent to us. a hybrid form of communism must arise. every single citizen should be handsomely paid for what they love doing at best. the pockets must jingle for us humans to be satisfied. if everyone enjoys what they do best, then there is no reason why anyone should be lazy. but everyone must work together hand in hand. there is absolutely no need for any form of cult of personality. but free enterprise should also be allowed. after all catering to the citizen's need is one of the standing pillars of good governance.

2ND WEEK.

2010-01-12T22:32:00.002+08:00

this place is awesome.

but the price tag on it just puts me off.

i simple love the uber-thick investments text on my desk.

it's better to read it then to go out and pull a long face.

DOTS.

2010-01-08T21:57:00.005+08:00

i found the summer a little disturbing.

it's like being trapped in a spiraling black hole.

and life back in singapore isn't any better either. after what i saw.

when will i ever catch a glimpse of any signs of hope?

if only a time machine exists.

oh whatever.

" " YEARS AGO.

2010-01-07T21:19:00.002+08:00

10 years ago, i celebrated the millennium and made my fresh entry into secondary school in smart white and had my first crush ever.

5 years ago, i sat for my last ever attempt on a national examination.

4 years ago, i took my step into the rite of passage for all males. heads shaven, all decked on green.

2 years ago, i landed myself into unfamiliar territory and commenced university.

not exactly the most happening decade i ever had.

NEW , EVERYTHING NEW?

2010-01-04T22:54:00.002+08:00

wow, whee and whoosh i'm back in berra.

1 year has passed again so quickly.

2009-12-06T22:59:00.002+08:00

i wanna reside peacefully in my z4 on a stony tarmac that neatly leads into my house.

in melbourne. work, live, and perhaps die there.

together with you, my love.

at night the attic quietly unfolds to the beautiful twilight.

sipping away on our mini deck chairs as our huskies lay in slumber.

i've found you. =)

2009-11-18T00:35:00.004+08:00

i'll miss this hideout.

it sheltered us from the chilly bitter winter, chilled us from the sweltering heat.

warmth from the burning logs and within our souls.

we started virtually from nothing, and grew together like the damn weeds crowding our gardens.

my ears encounter your irritating "sweet" voice that echoes down the passageway,

the resounding concoction of blades and knives from killing sprees in dota,

the steady whirring fans and the weak beeps from the kitchen

the chirpy birds and the mysterious neighbor who strums away.

then the possums party all night long, scuffling from tile to tile above our heads,

and triggering the hazard lights periodically.

at the gates where the gallant looking mitsubishi rests with its silver lining,

trees and scrubs rooted proudly to greet the pathway,

and that dirty yellow chair remained untouched since we stepped in this year.

and because of this, kimberley wept under her blanket on her last night.

what a loser.

CLOSURE.

2009-11-15T21:40:00.003+08:00

and so another year in uni has wooshed. i must say it has been very eventful and exciting.oh damn my mind is in an absolute state of conundrum pertaining to the issue of whether to go all out to pursue finance and actuarial studies. oh wells meanwhile, time to march out and greet the scorching sun, dangerous and lethal one i must say. far out, skin cancer is the limiting factor.who cares, we'll all die someday hahahaha. and i've decided to change my flight dates to an earlier slot.

WHOOOOO. another chapter in life done. what's new?

DON'T LISTEN, DON'T SPEAK.

2009-10-04T21:40:00.002+08:00

i just don't want anyone to bother me.

i don't want to see all of your faces, a good long break.

CRUMBS OF LIFE.

2009-09-25T02:41:00.002+08:00

wasted peeps sprawled all over the weather beaten road, the air reeked of alcohol. the fearsome blinding lights of red and blue roamed around the neighborhood. we laughed, we trashed the old leaves from our tongues. i was caught in between. sporadic brawls and yells infested the atmosphere. the familiar faces i saw once again. they came, they shared, they left. new faces came. and then another goodbye.

another night has past.

it was never your fault.

we did the best we could, and we remained faithful in our hearts.

but the truth was, we never worked out.

why do things have to come at such an end?

FAKE BASTARDS.

2009-09-09T16:17:00.003+08:00

what the hell is coming out of this place? , i wondered. some people just don't seem to be sincere after all. half the time they simply lie. hiding the truth from me is a norm. can't roll those tongues of yours just to say it? And people love me for my vulnerability. this is a brilliant opportunity. they know i'll never fight back. it's very heartwarming to experience people insult you with their sharp speeches while the rest frown upon you. insane, who would think that it's heartwarming? any person will feel like a crumpled trash paper deep down. the funny part is that they come back to you with a smile. stubborn me, i just never seem to make a move, never to scream or fight back. it's all part of our ego after all. it's becoming bad luck having to see you again and again.but after all, the plan is going well, keep up the good work of your fakies, i would love to sit on that armchair someday.

2009-08-24T19:17:00.002+08:00

small is good.

i'm gonna win this race! in the meantime, damn it canberra really is a shithole here. academic workload is towering up and strangely, it somewhat reminds me of a gasping blackhole.

i've jotted some things i will wanna do. apart from hitting the books and notes. perhaps opening the dream restaurant sounds like a can do. also, i should take my guitar more seriously. i sense potential beneath that simple, stark looking stringed instrument of mine. teach someone, not lecture. lecturing sounds like a chore.

fall in love. fall in love again. maybe the mind has been playing tricks with me.

HOLY SHITT.

2009-08-14T12:37:00.000+08:00

my regime begins!

what do you see?

3RD WEEK

2009-08-05T21:11:00.003+08:00

finally, illness caught up on me. i'm having an awesome sore throat that i can hardly speak. my larynx damaged and my body, feverish. however in my mind, it was a different feeling. thanks for hearing me out and knowing how i felt :)

heartbroken, but i have to live the present moment.

at least we are moving somewhere towards a form of recovery.

to a better semester :)

TUESDAY MORNING.

2009-08-04T15:11:00.004+08:00

i have to move on, it was very painful. sharp, like some dagger pierced through my chest

now, it is up to me to fill up the blank pages of the book again.

2009-08-02T20:26:00.002+08:00

alcohol tolerance building up up up and away!

hohohoho.

HOPE.

2009-07-24T13:41:00.004+08:00

it's been almost a month since i last saw you, and i feel pretty happy deep in my heart to bump into you again, with your signature smile, yet, awkwardness lingers in the air as we attempt to look at each other when we conversed. i guess that is normal given what happened. i really don't want our friendship to break down such that ultimately i'll lose you as the wonderful person i've met. the chilly indie friend i've always known.

INERTIA DRIFT!

2009-07-19T20:13:00.003+08:00

a new season once again!

now i gotta say last semester was a devastating one, it was a huge punchful of statistics in my face! and of course not forgetting the (unfortunately) stupid idea of attempting to commit something really really irrational. well nic, you have come to the end of your journey. and you are drifting across a fresh new freeway. as i drove, i turned my head around and saw the wreckage i have created, now look in front and concentrate.

the past shall be the past.

*performs another doughnut spin again*

but on a serious note, i do have to admit, i screwed up. the motor oil was not changed and parts rusty. the only thing i have do now is, stop looking back, don't even ponder on the previous route man..

what are you waiting for? turbo ahead. =)

HERE I AM

2009-06-29T01:46:00.003+08:00

i'll never give up no matter what happens, i'm gonna fail again and again. and again.

i may have lost everything i got.

sometime down the road i will be that little kid bag drenched in the miserable downpour,

crying out to its owner,

but whatever i have placed in his hands, is what i will always possess.

life is awesome, i know it will be.

it will definitely be sweetheart.

YUM YUM HOLLANDAISE

2009-06-28T15:38:00.002+08:00

finally i've make the a decent attempt to fully occupy my holidays.

sydney and P!

gosh can't wait to see you and her and mr oh.

the atmosphere was still and dead since aaron, andi and reena left.

now finally, the kitchen is mine. hahahahaha.

what's next?

OK, BACK TO THE STUDY TABLE.

2009-06-20T00:30:00.003+08:00

welcome back mr.

you've still got another battle ahead.

my goodness, my farewells to you yw, finally the end is near

i have a sudden dream to be part of a flash mob team, yes this is very interesting and indeed, unusual.

just a random note , isn't it really wrong and sinful to be angry and flustered at somebody?

yet people say that losing your temper is just another form of emotion, and it's perfectly fine to transit to such a state.

but to me, i feel it's a forbidden emotion to ever use. i feel so silly if i ever lose it in front of a crowd, so often i channel them into doing something else as a form of a positive distraction. works.

you will look so stupid and silly being in such a state. and strange enough, we do it.

sometimes we receive the after effects of regret, sometimes, it's just another supplement to the ego fuel tank.

but thinking like that isn't always good, humans are intelligent bastards.

they favour an arbitrage opportunity and exploit as soon as they see it.

another random note,

blogs are just another medium to store your daily ramblings.

the most frequent words we come across in a typical blog ( like mine ) is " I, i, me"

it's about linking everything to me , me , me ,me. what i did, what i think.

that's something most people hate.

so blogs are pretty self centered aren't they?

THE OTHER SIDE OF THE PASTURE

2009-06-17T23:22:00.004+08:00

sunday morning was a promising one.

things were oddly different when i woke up.

was it because I consumed the study anecdote?

i've never felt like this before in this bitter winter compared to last year.

remembered the first chilly morning at degree moments before my micro1 paper.

boy , was the feeling bad.

then mum and dad called over the weekends, they always seemed so anxious over the phone that i wonder if ending it really was the right to do, come to think of it.

you know nic, scraps of hate and coldness had been kept in a jar over these years.

(talking to myself again, pfft. )

when she threw dictionaries at me, i cried in anger.

when he walloped me with the brolly, i wailed even louder.

slowly, emotions of despair transformed into hatred.

even since, they never left the imaginary thick glass.

until 2 years ago when something astonishing happened.

but why am i contradicting myself again?

this time, sitting in the rickety pew was a different experience, marginally.

and speaking of marginal sense, it would be oh-so-lovely if we could ever pin-point the exact

self-marginal satisfaction and self-marginal discomfort , and of course equating them together.

speaking of economic jargon.

lovely.

Melbourne!

CAN A MATCHBOX? NO BUT A TINCAN.

2009-06-14T17:13:00.008+08:00

i love the impossible quiz!

as the name suggests, you'll never make on time.

hahahaha.

go give it a shot.

in the meantime, it's time to hit the markov chains and sequential sum of squares!

PASSION'S GONE AWAY?

2009-06-13T21:28:00.004+08:00

i like to ponder.

but i ponder too much.

will you need a blue sky holiday?

i remembered playing that iconic song months back.

and i will always think of you when i hear the playback again.

the song was no longer in my head when we got together.

even they noticed it.

how can the best thing about tonight is that we're not fighting?

well it could have been that way in that sense.

i know you think that i'm trying too hard.

but you didn't hold your breath.

then that night will never be the night i will fall for you again.

or could it be that we have been this way before?

hah.

never again.

FRIDAY NIGHT.

2009-06-12T19:50:00.005+08:00

i found it difficult to sleep last night.

this time more thoughts raced across.

oh dear exams exams.

it was a different experience this year i must say.

juggling year 2 and 3 modules are hardy chores indeed.

it's like a funny computer game we were all in.

and finally it's coming.

persevere, it's the battlefield within,

or so they say.

now you can proclaim formulas to be your assault rifles.

and stationary as "military logistics".

and they say open book exams are like the equivalent of syringing an entire battalion in an open area, absolute no improvised cover whatsoever.

time is our big enemy, it doesn't fight back with sophistication like the styles you knew back at the Ia Drang valley back in vietnam.

it executes smoothly, leaving no trace.

EXAMS .

2009-06-12T00:05:00.006+08:00

i could never understand humans.

i love them too you know?

then i snapped out of it periodically over and over again.

NOT RANDOMNESS.

2009-06-08T23:43:00.003+08:00

i'm very curious why I am here.

shouldn't you be as curious as well?

yes you. the person homing at this blog entry now.

whatever you say, quick look, glance, peered, came across, accidently met.

i find it strange why we always proclaim ourselves with dignity that we are indeed the smartest and most intelligent of all ( or most ) living creatures.

then we do something so deadly to first principals.

judge.

yeah we judge. what's right, what's wrong.

then we churned out a new term called "politics".

ever since then, wars spilled around this globe for centuries.

we create new sets of ideologies and everything must seem to center around them.

new knowledge to learn, yes, dreaded calculus, algorithms , plasmid cells, or dumb-ass option contracts and life control cycles, the theory of suicide..

oh yes, religions.

we have the fanatics! how vibrant!

and because we judge, it's probably why some people agree that we deteriorated this world, we deteriorated ourselves.

sometimes you find yourselves going in circles over something so simple.

it's sad. i judge too by the way.

but i don't like it when i slowly trace myself back to this conundrum.

so why am I here?

well, this blog entry doesn't make sense to you either.

but that's because you judged.

KA-CHING.

2009-05-28T22:28:00.002+08:00

then it happened.

saddened by my actions.

but it was necessary.

life's attempt to lure me into the warpy trap.

it's a very strange world.

trying to make 2 electric prongs meet,

then one of the metal connections start to fray.

where was the electric current?

the first full fledged step was smoked.

ALAS.

2009-05-18T19:17:00.003+08:00

alas! i'm back on the keyboard for a tad moment.

i just hate winter.

cold ugly.

i worry more about your cigarette addictions.

every night i plead for some tinge of hope for you to cease.

coz you only benefit in exchange for losing more.

i really don't wanna lose you.

i hope we run again in pink health.

AWAY WE GO.

2009-02-15T17:19:00.003+08:00

here i go again.

the second year begins in a very short time.

thank you for everything guys

it's been a pleasure, indeed.

to a electrifying year!

stand by me, lift me up from the restless sea

when i am lost, when love can't be found,

oh lord, stand by me

WAS THE BEANCURD AS SMOOTH AS BABYS' BOTTOMS?

2009-02-11T21:51:00.004+08:00

it has been ages since i last tasted the famous tau-huay from rochor beancurd house in geylang.

awesome stuff.

sink your teeth into these soft delicacies and they just slip nicely down your oesophagus each time you swallow.

the sugar syrup blends in harmony with the smooth texture of the beancurd, tingling my taste-buds each time i scoop some into my mouth.

maybe i should stop here. haha.

but what were the processes behind this cheap, simple dessert jewel?

i had to walk to the back of the shop to use the loo, then i came across laborers handling huge metal buckets of raw soya milk with their battered-hands. they work and work . pouring soya milk into strange machines. the job sure was physically demanding.

but what was the babys' bottoms ( quotes from bjorn ) beancurd without these?

similar to life.

the situation speaks for itself.

FLY OFF.

2009-01-25T20:53:00.002+08:00

what if i woke up one day only to realise that everything was just a stage musical?

well that'll be cool won't it?

FRESH BREAK THROUGH.

2009-01-05T02:11:00.005+08:00

the new year has rolled in once again and one by one they left.

farewell wicak, nice knowing you despite the short duration of time back at home!

and so he left.

soon it will be my turn i guess..

somehow i have this guard feeling that this year will be an uncanny one.

number 1, academic load.

number 2, definite flashbacks my mistakes in 2008 appearing in random walks.

number 3, responsibilities to be fulfilled as the VP.

I'm listed a few new year resolutions, i hope to settle down in peace.

Now i really cannot wait to come back in time for christmas again.

really.

ONE LAST TIME AGAIN.

2008-12-31T00:19:00.002+08:00

This is the closest pic i have that depicts my time in canberra.

.. And here is the one that depicts my time back at home.

so another year has come to an end. in double quick time.

i can still remember what happened on new year's eve 2007.

we welcomed 2008 in a pickup truck.

very brilliant.

year 2 lies ahead and it's time to do some serious reflection on what went wrong and what went well.

2009 will not be an easy year , i know it. some extra serious mugging is needed.

but i've learnt from my mistakes, how big the cost was, it's time to move on.

and i pray 2009 will fly again.

i will miss you guys. =)

thank you lord.

PATH TO FINANCIAL FREEDOM?

2008-12-11T23:18:00.003+08:00

Philosophy number one in life: Nothing belongs to you.

Philosophy number two in life: Even your very fingers typing this sentence does not belong to you.

RE-DISCOVERING

2008-11-28T21:37:00.002+08:00

nothing better than a warm bowl of bak chor mee , and a refreshing glass of teh-ping.

all for the price of less than $5.

this crowd greeted me when i exited bugis mrt station.

a typical scene during a clearance sale hogged by heartlanders.

the iconic yellow box! what else can i say?

some things never change.

i'm glad that they never.

haha.

THAT OLD FAMILIAR FEELING

2008-11-27T19:44:00.002+08:00

so i've touched down back to where i belong.

the very familiar stench of humid air greeted me as i made my first entrance to the open air.

nothing has changed.

then i realised that 9 months of disappearance seems only like a week.

like as if i enrolled in semester 1 yesterday.

i almost forgot which floor i stayed in.

i also almost forgot how to tap the ez-link card onto the card reader.

that's the irony.

good to hear the lift ring.

and not forgetting the refreshing sound of the ez-link tap.

good to get the old taste of hainanese chicken rice, despite how bland it tasted when i tried it.

welcome home.

THE LAST WRAPPER FOR THE YEAR.

2008-11-11T19:51:00.002+08:00

october was a dormant period for me.

i can't believe time has passed that fast.

final exams have begun momentarily, and 3 have swept away.

the last one beckons next week.

throughout the week, i reflected on the year as a whole.

nah, i didn't enjoyed my time here.

it was a catastrophe within the space.

next year will be a better year nick.

next year.

i sat at table and my mind started playing montages of life back in singapore.

i'm going back soon for a good break and catchups.

the statistics exam wraps up this year i guess.

GOOD MORNING.

2008-09-27T20:33:00.002+08:00

it appears truly, that to be popular amongst the crowd, one merely needs to be accommodating and hold no strong convictions.

and thanks to the conditioning for the longest time, change will be met with strong resistance not surprisingly.

making enemies and loggerheads , for the better of myself.

an act of raw selfishness?

what a fool you are if you even think of that question.

good morning nic.

ZOOM

2008-09-21T19:27:00.003+08:00

i have an electric smile.

it's big and wide.

i don't have to mood to do anything over this weekend.

it was truely unproductive.

but i felt the urge not to force myself upon the notes and tutorials.

and there's more quizzes again.

BEN TEN.

2008-09-13T22:59:00.003+08:00

pitter patter.

drops of precipitations came roaring with excitement outside my window.

spring has made it's first arrival finally.

the air was warmer and the breeze, welcoming.

i've finally made another step towards getting that first shot off my red plastic holga that has been quietly sleeping away on my shelve for the past 7 months.

haha.

i. want to make a difference.

the mousey-mode terminates now.

BECAUSE CHANGE IS THE ONLY CONSTANT THING IN LIFE.

2008-09-13T02:07:00.002+08:00

wise words.

you think. and think.

solution after solution.

problem after problem.

that brought me nowhere.

you have been at status quo after all these years.

i felt it was a sign.

when a series of minor events majored into a single one.

to stand up for what you believe comes with a cost.

a very heavy cost.

THE BALL STARTS ROLLING AN INCH.

2008-09-11T21:14:00.002+08:00

hum hoo hum.

thanks to wenjie, my blog has made it's first warming up again.

haha.

what happened during the dormant period?

many.

some wonder.

it was rather queer.

my only form of communication back to home was my glazed macbook.

and perhaps my dull prehistoric nokia for handling incoming calls from dad and mum.

you came here.

you woke up. did you slumber back into another deep sleep?

you couldn't sleep could you?

was this all a pinch of luck?

or maybe all intricately detailed and decided by just him?

you should stop pondering over puzzle after puzzle.

after all what conclusion can you arrive to that is ever crisp?

more than a handful.

then thoughts came about their minds, portraying you as a fool.

some chose the extreme. emo.

some opted to beat around. troubled.

and some just don't get a clue of what's going on.

and you opened the door to your second wave again.

saw a leather briefcase, your lubitel and some 120mms.

not far away laid your lecture notes soiled with the highlighters and lead scribblings.

you realised that you only had your right hand available.

you try so hard to jump start the nerves for the other.

but to no avail.

what will you opt?

pooof.

the sound of bryan adams music blasting from my itunes took over.

you hear faint conversations beyond the door.

i was actually blogging in real time.

fuck.

2ND BEFORE 1ST.

2008-09-10T12:43:00.002+08:00

reality.

i hate that word.

especially so when thoughts of idealism meet with a symphony of clashes.

you stare at the hazy ceiling.

eyes roll around and you take notice of the golden morning rays creeping up your blanket.

then the stiff silence is interrupted by electronicadoo.

only to be cast in your second wave of drowsiness.

what did you do to mitigate this phenomenon?

what was the underlying rationale behind this?

then you shuffle yourself away.

you picture yourself with the corporate outfit.

and only to realise that you have ventured into another conundrum.

MOCK MESELF.

2008-09-06T17:34:00.004+08:00

i want a life.

we struggled for 10 years on the books and correction fluids.

i wanna be friends with the world once again.

tame the lions,

or maybe stage a performance on the dirty streets.

yet i feel as though i'm compelled to do this.

something that'll make me regret.

or not.

i'm a human being.

i should live it with every marginal satisfaction.

to love someone, or be hated. or to indulge in our passions.

bin my materialistic mindset.

and recycle the remaining scraps of cash into scribble paper.

scribble paper for the career-chasers.

i don't need paper.

papers mean nothing to me.

all i need is warm sunshine.

spread the warmth to the cold and blighted.

adjust the frowns to beautiful concaves.

but welcome back to reality nick.

you have been slapped.

reality has bred more elitism and complications.

something which i face when i tread out slowly every morning.

OH BORING NIGHT.

2008-08-31T00:50:00.003+08:00

nominal interest rates.

dividend imputations.

bayes rule.

and more nonsensical continuous compounding.

this is bad. half of the second semester has finished.

like really. finished.

the restructuring of the uni academic teaching periods is crap.

i'm venturing into week 7. out of week 13.

i hear the noise of wet tyres outside northbourne.

it has been a while since wet weather came knocking on canberra.

3 more months i suppose.

just 3 more months.

miss you guys.

SHAVE & REJUVENATE

2008-07-20T22:31:00.003+08:00

wow.

what an awesome weekend at Thredbo.

my first encounter with icy precipitation.

also known as SNOW.

had a fun time tumbling over gentle slopes , ironically.

skiing isn't as easy as you watch on the television.

pictures up sooon!

school starts tomorrow.

sorry, technically, today.

i got it.

the green light flashes in front of my face apart from the disappointed outcome .

i feel light once again, but fearful for what's approaching for the second semester.

no rest for you mr nic. no rest.

it's time to rock back.

at least i can take a breather for moment.

that i know economics isn't my kind of thing.

the adventure has just began.

it's back to the 4 walled lecture theatres and dull painted tutorial rooms.

so the shroud has been cleared.

the rollercoaster goes down and safely comes to a halt.

prepared for the next round?

"another ride ticket please."

DAY OF DEFEAT?

2008-07-08T20:57:00.003+08:00

it was devastating.

i felt like a crushed can of coke a playful kid has trampled on with glee.

my heart sank.

coldness was the theme.

i expected better for the ones i placed high hopes on.

but instead the final verdict proved me wrong.

it was the opposite.

such a true trait of life.

i'm praying harder.

and harder.

much harder as i play the game together with my dear friend suspense.

i hang in the air of uncertainty.

like a roller coaster jammed halfway, a blackout in the distance.

no tracks- derailed and the passengers perish.

with tracks- the ride was worth every single penny from the little boy's pocket and he strolls away in joy, craving for more.

work rings the familiar word of " reveille " to my mind.

miss the first action bus, i'm doomed.

no, WE are doomed.

till then.

sighs.

RAYS OF SUN HIDDEN IN THE CHEST.

2008-06-23T16:45:00.003+08:00

so it ended on friday morning.

sitting back thinking and thinking.

more pondering.

and more pondering.

4 months since the start.

the coldness is catching up like quiksilver on my skin.

everyone and their dragon's breath like i how i see in hollywood.

rock bottom of 1 degrees on the wee morning.

days just get shorter and shorter.

i yearn for the tropical sun and familiar humidity once again.

i miss the sandy beaches off that oh-so-stark-looking east coast. ironically.

but it's only 5 months away before i see mum and dad again.

and make my way back to katong for a warm homecoming bowl of laksa.

meanwhile, i've decided to take some time off to melbourne and sydney.

it's a dead town town here. everyone's creeping up near their heaters and jumpers.

and this is just the beginning.

next semester promises no rest and easy- peasy workload.

recharge now.

re-energise.

then move on.

whether you transfer or not, it's over.

" BLITZKREG "

2008-04-16T19:33:00.002+08:00

2 months since i punched the keys here.

a new dimension. or so i thought.

booze is cheap.

fling your cigarette butts around.

authorities don't care.

citizens holed up in their holdens

the streets are quiet.

stale and cold at night.

i hear insane voices and glass shattering.

pissed people.

another day at civic on a thursday night.

i miss the food so much.

i'm tired of grilling-over-the-grease-food.

i have a mission to accomplish.

don't fail me.

THE LAST CALL

2008-02-10T00:07:00.000+08:00

too much pondering i must say.

mind's never at ease.

will every stride i take along the crowded shopping malls,

every moment i count how many stations left to Orchard with my ass planted on the hard moulded train seats,

every sec that ticks by as i glanced my ipod interface indicating how much time left to the next song,

whatever,

it's nothing exciting , sadly.

after all it's back to punching calculators, more lengthy essays and more correction fluids decorating all my homework.

yes nicholas, welcome back to the books. welcome back to school.

that's one.

so maybe i'll have to also consider the fact that it's also time i realise that i'm taking my first flight off the tree branches with minimal assistance.

time to whip up dishes.

and manage household chores alone.

but come to think of it, it sounds rather interesting and unusual for a guy to execute such jobs.

i definitely don't wanna end up being a snobbish , arrogant bloke casted under the spell of elitism, which is apparently evident right here.

after all it reduces your status as a person, ironically.

one last look.

and off i go.

don't forget to take a deep breath, nic.

BUCKLE UP.

2008-02-03T01:39:00.000+08:00

time gulps everything with no mercy.

scream and plead but it just passes.

disciplined as it marches on, i momentarily keep igniting the sparks of imaginations.

holding hands of that dream "her" of mine.

slender fingers.

black leggings and the contrasting dress with the belt nicely fitted over her contours.

wrapping up with sexy pumps.

and then i imagine looking up hoping to catch a glimpse of her face.

only to my disappointment of a gray shroud hanging over her neck.

headless.

simply 'cause i haven't the key to access the future, when time has marched much further then i can ever imagine.

an ideal dressing seems possible.

but not determining the future.at all, especially when it comes to such agenda.

hahahaha.

so 20 years off the solar calendar has virtually brought me nothing fruitful.

to much of my friend's astonishment.

it's hard to believe it.

leaving me hanging in shame as couples whizzed by on the streets.

sometimes i have this feeling this has been planned out for me right from the starting line.

and i'm not surprise if it's status quo when i deliver my last breath to the finish line.

END.

2008-01-21T01:54:00.000+08:00

2 and a half months gone.

my first working experience at massimo.

i hatched into the realms of the retail industry for the very first time.

customers : kings and queens

employees: the peasants

but it's the first i've come across a store where ladder climbing is essential to reach for stocks.

and no, the stockroom was never on the same level.

surprisingly, i enjoyed the job despite having to muscle all the various customers' problems and difficulties and of course ,the rock bottom salary i receive.

i think that's the beauty.

funked up staff. even smiles after a long day of shipments, replenishments, albarans, taras, transfers and more customer service.

another learning experience.

i'll miss you guys.

2 TRENCHES & 1 SWEAT.

2008-01-08T00:16:00.000+08:00

i was too engrossed.

thank you waiter!

that 9 dollar woollen piece.

i cannot resist this crustacean. it's the BEST.

check out van's dish-over-the-blue-flame! (well, you can't see it)

this was so worth it. i still cannot figure out the name of my dish.

spent yesterday evening with the juniors.
mao's birthday.
vannessa introduced us this jap eatery located at wisma.
i got the chills at first when i learnt of the location.
what's the cost of firstly :
1) jap food
2) anything located at wisma

it would have been a rip-off i thought.
to my astonishment, the figures on the menu aren't as frightening after all.
with their appetizing , generous amount of food, all i could do was only to bow in sweet surrender.
oh damn.
i forgot to tell you the name in the first place.
hahahahaha.

ichiban boshi.
check it out you food lovers!

i've decided to make an exit on the 20th.
simply because work has made me forgotten my friends and my family.
and it's time i spend some time with you guys.
and i've spent on 2 trench coats and a sweater to brace up for the chilly weather over there.
i'm so happpyyyyy. =)

but shit. i'm going broke soon.

DAWN OF A NEW CHAPTER.

2008-01-03T00:50:00.000+08:00

so wake you little tangerine.
it's a new year.
happy new year to all.
we did it the unusual way-
celebrated it in a toyota lorry over the static ridden radio.
drank vodka-pepsi at mao's house and plonked back to home at 4am.
only to wake up 3 hours later for work again.
something meaningful for the first day of the year ain't it?

to a _____ year for me and for you.

SWEET TANGERINES

2007-12-31T01:00:00.000+08:00

This is what work has sculpted me into.

so much so that I virtually have no time to squeeze just to update my blog.

hahaha.

the crowd went wild during the long anticipated sales, throwing clothes around like throwing food ingredients into the frying wok.

horrible. hardly any respect for their money.

after cleaning up the mess, they start their nonsense again.

argh.

disgusting.

one year has come to an end.

i still remembered the day i enlisted.

and the day i got tanner and tanner.

the day i felt like crap when i received the bad news.

the day i jumped up sky-high when i found an alternative route.

and of course , the day i met you guys.

cherish the good ones. and dump the rotten.

and always appreciate the situation no matter how good or bad it may be.

that's what the taxi driver told me and i'll have to believe him for sure.

i realised that working around the clock is making me feel lonely.

like some frog living alone in the well.

hahah go get a girlfriend or be gay.

ZOUKED OUT.

2007-12-09T22:29:00.000+08:00

well that's the last zoukout.

and oddly, this year's one was rated badder than last year's.

music sucked, well maybe except for armin's raving trance beats.

we spent most of the time planted on the sands people watching.

met a dude named joseph with a brilliantly sculpted physique.

perhaps a cardio-based bloke like me will remain as famished as ever.

sighs.

bumped into bed at 8am and plonked up at 4pm.

8 hours of sleep.

good shit.

NIGHT-MELT

2007-11-23T22:20:00.000+08:00

well i've been springing back to bed automatically daily every night when i step back home from work.
the journey is a bitch. although i clocked it at a 42mins, the bus back home from the interchange is sawing time away.
but work's been treating me alright.
well adeline, i'm totally at crossroads.
maybe i should.
maybe i shouldn't.
hahahahaha.

SUCKERPUNCH-CARD

2007-11-16T00:53:00.000+08:00

farewell you rifle and machine gun toting green men.
now i welcome (literally) louis vuitton and gucci bag toting women in their fake boobs.
well, pseudo wealthy folks they are if the bags were grabbed from one of those pirate vendors along orchard underpass.
i make the difference in their mood-o-meter for the day.
pamper them from head-to-toe and they'll thank you with gratitude.
oh, but not all gratitude is pure.
'cause in the real world it's never a 100%
but it doesn't bother me much .
chomping down wholemeal bread during bread was my secondary activity.
and then the 1 hour trip home with the kids with their faces drawn with the sign "i'm work-beaten. shoo" across.
then you notice that value in the ez-link card seems to dip at lightning speed.
so you grumble about the public transport fares knowing that you are on a tight budget.
but the SMRT and SBS don't give a hoot.
they'll simply yell back "c'est la vie" in front of your face.
ahh. and not forgetting the the legs that are screaming in silence all these while
drowning in their soreness.
no time for the computer switch.
BOMP.
snore yourself goodnight in bed.
you wake up and the cycle repeats.

so that's my warm and fresh way of starting a whole new adventure in my life.
the real world for you nic.
and of course, barely the tip of an iceberg.
barely.
kids. don't complain why your daddy cannot buy for you that hotwheels playset.
please make him grin for once. please.

THE 3 MONTH SHROUD

2007-11-09T00:02:00.000+08:00

i have this feeling that there is one of this mr. anonymous guy stalking me thru my profiles and my blog.

i encountered another incident this week at the shop.
and 2 days ago, a friend of mine told me that i have the NUM look.
and the fat gay that i deleted long ago msged me again.
and now i get nervous when a mr .definition starts the tagging by talking about penal code 377A.
yeah you. the anonymous.
argh.
you are right .
i have this uneasy feeling when i don't know a clue about the person that is communicating with me.

GOOD MORNING MR BEN.

2007-11-05T22:54:00.000+08:00

run along now , little retard.

so it finally has come to an end.

national service was a short one for me.

something every dude has to go through while his female counterpart wonders what really happens in within the 'national service bubble' .

it has blurred my perspective of society within our country's walls.

people of all sorts from their respective background that mostly deems as unfamiliar territory just appeared to me.

i somewhat had a cultural shock. which is weird. cause it's uncanny to get one in your own country and what more it's small geographical size and it's sardine packed populated.

but yes, i did.

i woke up from my deep sleep

that i must cherish the things around me as much as possible

so it's time you extinguish your arrogant and snoobish attitude nic.

cause' that's where you went wrong.

as i bid them farewell, i kept looking back at the waters as i walked out.

it's probably the last time you'll ever see this scene again.

the scene i've always dreaded looking when i book in every morning before the hour hand reaches 7 during my earlier days.

the last ferry ride.

the last 2 standing RPs.

and ka-ching you are on your 2 feet just outside the main gate.

heavy duty vehicles and automobiles zoom past me, my first greeting into the real world.

and so i've ended another chapter. which unlocks a new, fresh one.

this one is not gonna be easy i know.

but i'll fight.

thank you guys. i've learnt alot.

warm the good memories. fire away those rotten ones with your m16.

SWEET CHILD OF MINE

2007-11-04T21:16:00.000+08:00

it's time i get some new reels for my next photo shoot.
it's been about a month since i went out snapping.
i gave my fisheye a well-deserved rest stashed away in my cozy cabinet ever since.
i realised that i don't mind walking long distance just for a few shutter releases.
i do ( and other photographers do) get weird stares and squints from passer-bys and motorists.
but i don't really care, coz this is where find my own little peace.

stressing myself out over life isn't doing me any good.
maybe i should think simple.

PINK IC I SEE!

2007-11-02T21:15:00.000+08:00

argh i knew such things will happen to me.
i can't ord in peace.
thanks to a sudden outbreak of fever in the wee hours on friday morning that has forced me to endorse an MC for the whole day - MY ORD DATE.
YES. it's THE operationally ready date.

i suspect and probably think that the fever stemmed from the gastroenteritis i had on the day before. yes, i'm not a very fit person as you can see now. i do admit that i pretty much have a weak stomach. eating the hainanese chicken rice too fast must have caused all the indigestion.

and so i still have to come back on monday to collect my cert and sign clearance to round up my official departure from the army.hahaha so it's the 5th of november for me after all.well.i still can't celebrate yet. sighs. till then!

ben sherman or zara?

ALL THE LEAVES ARE BROWN , AND THE SKY IS GRAY

2007-10-30T22:50:00.000+08:00

but it's alright.
nothing will come to me as easy as said. or done.
but i feel strange.
this urge to make a 'great leap forward'.
well, of course i don't want another devastating aftermath Chairman Mao has created ages before we were born.
not long later, i doodled a plan in my mind.
a plan designed to withstand heavy fire and shield me from potentially harmful fragments.
a plan designed to ultimately foil any attempts to stop my goals.
and so australia appears to be a good retreat.

was chatting with sam today and i only did i realised that i've survived a chain of catastrophes for the past 1 and a half years and managed to pulled myself through in one piece.

- extreme unhappiness of my military service posting
- 5 total university rejections
- 4 unfortunate events dealing with relationships.
- 3 months of a horrible journey into the 'city harvest' of doing businesses.

that sums up all the troubles i faced.
i realised that when i add up all the the numbers , treating the first point as 1 , they add up to thirteen.
yes it's a 13.
the number associated with bad luck and unfortunates.
LOL.

yup i did it.
i became stronger instead.
i feel it's like a cycle of happiness & unhappiness.
hahahaha.

don't worry so yeah , sam?
god has his way of doing things.
he works in ways we cannot see.
he's gonna make a way.
you'll definitely pull through no matter how painful it can be.
=)

LOCALS,THE NEW FOREIGNERS.

2007-10-28T23:00:00.000+08:00

i was on the train home from orchard today and got little freaked out by this middle-aged dude seated opposite of me.
you see my eyes caught him using his little plasticky PALM stylus as a cotton bud.
digging his ears for , well, crap of course. ear wax to put it nicely.
twisting and drilling it deep into the earholes for that extra advantage.
examining it for any of those ____ whenever he takes it out.
he finishes the operation by sliding the stylus back into the small slot at the side of his PALM.
touching up by wiping his hands of any ____ all over the empty seat beside him.
god.
that's one hell of a gross act.

3 heads started turning each time when i exited from the changing room of ben sherman today, just to use the huge mirror outside to check the fitting of the shirt i was trying on.
i knew who they were after all.
HAHA.

it's really the end of the line.
we all look forward to such days don't we?
you just wanna scream & shout till your larynx gives way.
(don't try this in real life please, i don't cover your insurance)

"celebrate the occasion"

HAVE YOU EVER SEEN THE RAIN?

2007-10-25T00:27:00.000+08:00

blacktape me. but i strongly oppose repealing of 377A.

and so the hot debates and rantings about penal code 377A just flooded 3 full pages of the HOME section in today's newspapers this morning when i reported back to camp.

and no, i promise there won't be any single political agenda that will be discussed on this very blog.

but in a nutshell : too much printed ink has been wasted but no amendments will be made to the penal code.

and so i chuckled in silence as i folded back the pages neatly.

i have no comments , you should know why. grins.

hahahaha it's just next week i can't believe it!

this feeling.

the joy that is blooming when i first woke up this morning.

this feeling is better than the feeling of finishing both my Os and As even if the dates were stringed together in one whole shot from one end to the other. ( that would have took about a whooping 2 months approx) HAHAHAHA.

and then suddenly i felt sad.

sad coz it's really chicken-cutlet-no-more

sad coz it's really roti-john-no-more

sad coz it's really swimming-cum-running-cum-gyming-no-more.

sad coz it's really THE END.

but to move on, is to move on.

it's back to the civilian lifestyle soon.

meanwhile i'm in desperate need of a job.

i definitely can't get my white loafers if i don't work.

don't even bother pondering about Ben Sherman.

time to flip thru the damn Classified Ads!

A THICKER PASSPORT TODAY

2007-10-22T22:26:00.000+08:00

it's funny when i read my friendster horoscope out of boredom today 'cause it says:

"IF YOU WERE CONTEMPLATING SOME RETAIL THERAPY TODAY, THINK AGAIN. AVOID SPENDING"

and i wanted to buy a pair of skinny jeans, fred perry polo tee, a pair of white smart shorts, a pink american eagle shirt and a Polaroid camera.
which i didn't in the end.
hahahaha. only a plate of nacho cheese fish&chips and a book from kino made up my total expenditure today.
interesting.

i lied to the old uncle at the beach road army market today when he asked me where's my girlfriend.

"err at home sleeping"

i don't want to tell him that i don't have any and therefore implying that i'm single cause i don't want any hassle between him and me knowing that he's not exactly a straight person.
his shop sells nice preppy American Eagle clothing.
but too big the sizes were for me.
so i apologised to him for trying out so many designs , and zero transactions made.
but he was fine with it , giving me a wrinkled smile telling me in person :

" never mind can come back again, i will be around , still can see me"
and his grin grew even wider when he ended off like that, making more wrinkles and conveying a bigger message to me.
it's not the first time i've met him. 'cause i do pop by once in a while to check out new clothes and he told me to get a boyfriend before , sometimes fiddling with my dressing.

brrrr. it gives me the chills.
mum said she will disown me if i'm gay haha.
but just sitting there and waiting till late will not solve anything.
it has been repeated over and over again in my mind.
but i see a huge boulder in front of me miles ahead.
oh well.
if not for australia, i would've gone ahead. it always starts with a girl.

i'll miss you.

TURNTABLES

2007-10-21T02:15:00.000+08:00

whew. what a wee-hour entry.

just came back from a dinner-which-i-think-i-shall-call-it-supper at hong kong cafe at siglap with shuan and gang together with jay and darren.

the feeling of staying till late is somewhat different from before.

it's been ages since i tolerated late nights with my friends but i (surprisingly) seem to enjoy the late nights hanging out more and more.

i can chat all day about the different issues each of us face in the lives we each lead.

from NS stuffs- which i shouldn't coz we are gonna be ORDinary kids so fucking soon , girlfriends and relationships ( i contributed little to that ) , university paperwork right down to to how horrible the dentist was.

all i need in the pictures now is just a car to cruise myself back to bed, after sending my gf home - if i had one. haha.

and dude i'm starting to make sense of what you really meant 1 year ago.

really true blue. =)

SOMEWHERE IN THE NIGHT

2007-10-17T22:18:00.000+08:00

let's face it

somehow i do know that i'm very different from a typical singaporean dude of my age.

theses are the issues that centre around most of my NS male friends' lives today.

1) LAN gaming, WOW, dota

2) clubbing/pubbing/drinking, picking up hot chicks

3) motor sports, modding of car engines,car licenses, toyota and bmw

4) military agenda, armour recee and infantry

5) game consoles with hot graphics, playstation 3,PSP, monster hunter freedom,metal gear solid

and these are the things that centre around my life today .

1) retail therapy, grooming ,collars.

2) thinking too much about my outcome 10 years down the road.

3) indulging heavily on anything that is pleasing to my taste buds.

4) health and physical fitness , blood pressures.

5) photography and lomo. films and making the ugly look beautiful.

most guys ( and some girls ) raised their eyes about my point number 1.

and i suspect it's stereotypically associated with homosexuality.

but not as if i would really bring my shoppings to a halt. hahaha.

i mean clothes are meant to compliment you.

i wonder what'll happen if i revert to baggy jeans and XL sized billabong t shirts.

photography was brought into light only this year when a friend of mine introduced me to the awesome lomography.

i always thought nice pictures involved the use of professional cams and lenses.

and so i stood at one corner appreciating photographers' masterpieces

thank you so much wings. :)

a toy camera is all we need to express ourselves.

and this is me.

i don't have any feelings for gaming, electronics and sport convertibles.

i have my ipod now or maybe i'll get a car next time but i wouldn't feel as high as getting a new pair of brown oxfords, or getting hot shadow effects on my film negatives.

what a life i lead.

HIGHWAY TO THE NEW HIGHWAY

2007-10-16T22:16:00.000+08:00

my 2nd and last wisdom ever today.

yay.

what the hell. it was 9 injections this time.

3 of which hurt really badly.

but thank god i'm over and done with all this jumbo.

so i looked up at the calender.

that's it?

no feeling nic?

i don't feel like a bird that's anticipating the big thing that's gonna come in 2 weeks time.

i don't feel any tinge of sadness in me at all about the big day.

i just know that i'm turning into the next highway up ahead.

on a dangy random note.

hey girls aren't monsters after all.

just remember not to give them laksa & ice-cream

and things will just be fine mr.

sheesh.

NEW & IMPROVED

2007-10-12T21:14:00.000+08:00

my next set of fisheye pics are out! the new 400 film is darn generous. it attracts far more light then my previous 200. giving rise to sweeet night shots off the photo lab! but judging from this time round, there's still loads to work on given the fact that it's my first time experimenting with a 400. nevertheless, good try nic.

good try.

*pats himself.

i'm currently experimenting a vilia and modifying a lubitel 166.

old stuff aren't neglected & thrown away.

they are only meant to be restored back to glory once again.

hahaha enjoy you mambo peeps!

sorry huilin! can't see my bag HAHAHA.

KEEP WALKING

2007-10-07T21:40:00.000+08:00

for the first time in 2 years i've not set afoot into camp for 1 whole complete week.

HAH. brilliant.

the feeling is different now.

staying up hell late till 2-3am.

waking up 12 hours later.

only to discover everyone in the house is gone to work or school.

absence of yellow men and the familiar wind puffing against your face.

no mr ironman for the week.

caught up with magan this week after such a looong time!

you snap well girl! i promise to load in a fresh film for this wed!HAHAHA.

celebrated leo's birthday together with wee chin.

saw derrick and spruyt half a year later in church.HA.

damn it too bad i was out of reel for the whole of saturday.

well at least i finally get to see you peeps once again!

what the hell i just realised i'm using a 200.

now i know why the light intensity doesn't turn out nicely.

BACKTRACKER

2007-10-05T00:13:00.000+08:00

the past few days have been of utter great waste.
students bracing themselves up for the major examinations,
guys back in camp,
back to lectures & tutorials for the girls,
i'm holding the placard that has the words "wisdom mc" on it.

uncovered the lid of the big box that stores all the junk and more papercrap i worshipped during our jc period.
organised all economics hoohah into a pile and started reading them once again.
going thru neon highlighters splashed all over the seasoned and torn notes to attract attention.
things like:

" THUS PROFIT IS MAXIMISED WHEN MC=MR PROVIDED MC CUTS MR FROM BELOW"

"ALLOCATIVE EFFICIENCY WHEN P=MC"

"MARSHALL-LERNER CONDITION"

flashbacks.
the feeling is different.

OKTOBER FRENZY

2007-09-30T22:31:00.000+08:00

we march on from an interesting September this year.

good shit. and bad fuck.

i pulled through.

and october is just staring in front of my cheeky face.

so with a little calculative behaviour just like how the chinese people do it,

i have 9 days left on this puny island.

plus.. my other half of wisdom operations to complete the package.

whooooo.

i smell the cookies bloody asses!

it's clean & gween with treee huge zloommm!

OPERATION : ANTI-WISDOM

2007-09-27T21:19:00.000+08:00

ugh.
i had 2 of my wisdoms extracted from my biggie mouth today.
2 down , 2 more to go.
i was shocked to find out the existence of 4 wisdoms in my mouth.
argh. very annoying pieces.
why the fark must i have allll fourrr?

the only nerve-recking part was probably the part when the officer did the local anaesthesia injections to my gums.
6 times by the way.
that's double the fun from my orthodontic hey-days when dr shue gave me only 2 jabs.
i heard the screaming dental drills, hissing "suckers" & more drills.
everything was done while i was blindfolded by the sterile cloths.

then the pain started to set in when i reached home.
excruciating.
a nap solved all the problems.
i'll have to suck up porridge for the rest of my meal times for the next 1 week.
plenty of rest.
oooh but wait.
it's free.
best part : freaking 1 week of mc :)

sighs.
i don't know whether i can make it in time for mambo.
just hope the gums heal by then.
i'm really so sorry pal :(

KING OF CATASTROPHES

2007-09-24T21:41:00.000+08:00

"i've come to my senses, that i've become senseless"

i simplyyyy love the ska genre.

it's probably the brass instruments that serve the essence to the music.

i sat at the bus stop.

it's one of those oldie orange coloured structures we used to see when we were kids back in the 90s.

i thought it brought back the memories of me donning my uni back then in primary school.

i sure did had loads of fun playing with my classmates : the robocop version of catching, Jurassic park( i was the baby t-rex with the shrilling screams just like the one in the film), power rangers.... i can't remember the rest.

hahaah. wth.

the streets was softly lit with those orangy krypton gassed lampposts.

vehicles of all sorts zooming past me showing off their sounds of the cranky engines.

soothing sea breeze calming my work-beaten body.

i gazed into the sky with an-almost full moon pasted on it.

the end is near mr nick. it's near.

i'm having mixed thoughts about this.

it's a sudden dilemma.but i can't just abandon this.

after all i've climbed this far.

sighs. okay.

it's evening and i should just recuperate for the rest of the day.

hahahha.

do leos always think so much?

the so-called noble lion. hahaha.

HER EQUATION.

2007-09-18T20:48:00.000+08:00

it's surprises me that many of my friends can really appreciate the
serenity of this eastern most sector of our homeland.
cause certainly , it needs some blood-ee oomphy juicing up!
and not as if the iconic downtown east is giving it a nice coat of
the enticing hue .
paints weather off after a view years don't they?
maybe i'll give it a better rating if they pave more running tracks.
or how about revamping the lifeless pasir ris park?

LOL.
why is everyone following trends?
so here emerges a "new" online socialising tool called facebook.
sighs. a bunch of sheeps following the flock.

"THE AMATEUR"

2007-09-16T21:15:00.000+08:00

dizzy's homecoming.

whee the snapshots are out.

only 15 out of the 27 get the satisfactory grade.

what do you expect from a noobie?

my first lomo shots. what the hell.

10 REASONS WHY I'M OVER THE MOON THIS WEEK.

1)my varsity woes ended with a sweet ending.

2)big boss granted me 5 offs , unlocking 14 days of leave in total.

3)fadz rang to reserve W30 L32 for me.

4)caught up with my old school mates by accident. (fucking nice reminiscing , blokes)

5)she complimented my matching bag and my white skinnies.

6)finally met up with FFI.

7)found a new interest in impulsive books spending(it's a better excuse then clothes splurging)

8)dug up some old shots of my toddlerhood.

9)the smell of the long awaited day has finally invaded my nostrils

10)leo gave me a discount for the repair. ( thank you so much bro, what bad luck i have )

REMINISCING THE PAPERWORK & LOVE

2007-09-15T23:09:00.000+08:00

the smell of freshly printed notes & overheated OHPs

the atmosphere of warm chattering & shrilling laughter ( from the girls of course),

my first exposure to the co-ed environment

my eye candies. ( hoho )

the torture i gave myself and my tutors handing up late assignments half done.

the unearthly hours we spent at night scribbling all over the TYS.

ladies & gentlemen,

the corridor of pain.

[many thanks farhan (: ]

2 years ago during this time frame was our prelims.

my gluts are planted on the computer chair now as i do some rewinding

back to my jc era.

i remembered my first eye candy i met during orientation in 2004.

she's bronzed tanned.

towering.

chatters quite a lot

and no doubt hot.

and i wouldn't disclose her name , thank you.

hahaha.

and that was the same year i discovered that tanned people do look better

than their yellow counterparts.

but all i got out from baking myself under the fireball was red burnt skin.

and then the next day, back to the SK II hue i had before. ( after the peeling stage )

hahaha.

good buddies i had.

some disguised enemies i met.

pulling thru paperwork mambo jumbo and fucking PW

ugh.

but i did preserved the wonderful memories

and buried the horrible ones.

some still crawl of their graveyards and haunt me,

but i never looked back at the disasters i created.

after all they were essential to groom me into a better man.

" SIR, CUT HAIR SIR "

2007-09-14T21:06:00.000+08:00

it has definitely been an interesting fact to know how uncanny and weirdo
the french people are while i was flipping the crispy pages of " talk to the snail".
to them, it's part and parcel of their carefree lives to consume dangerously high levels of bacteria ridden food. they love to pont work and are still able to reflect the same level of efficiencies and productivities on their performance charts.they think everything is right and the customers are peasants.they enjoy going on strikes on the busy streets.

wth.
hahaha.
it's a little boring being in a conservative society isn't it?
but i still love my homeland.
how brilliant, i just typed that.

SUPER SUPER DUPER.

2007-09-11T20:43:00.000+08:00

HAHA.
i was scavenging thru a couple of old documents on my com
& look what i've found!
an aspiring magician back then in school.
oh what kiddy and immature voices my larynx delivered.
and what horrible grammar my tongue rolled off.
haha see if you can spot 'em.

an old classic.nothing new.

i am so retarded. seriously RETARDED.
too bad i didn't displayed my face.

i had an outburst of happiness today.i felt like as though i just consumed 50 tubs phish food down my throat.what artificial joy was that.punching my fists around in air.and executing bicycle kicks.everyone just dropped their jaws in astonishment 'cause i don't go retarded to that extent before.

they probably think i will be ordinary soon.

THANK YOU OWNER MADAME !

2007-09-10T21:36:00.000+08:00

"chee chong fun pandaman"

i always seem to forget everything that i set aside for blogging the moment i step right into

my home once again.

everything.

like a filled-to-brim fuel tank punctured spilling all its oily contents out,

and i have no idea who executed it.

haha.

somehow my mind shoots off signals of this

need to have a companion (yes a female one please).

which is making it's first stop here.

which leaves me pondering about some of the "highlights".

is love really all about smooching , hugging, clasping each other's hands,

cuddling around or even having an intercourse?

while i do sense and probably do know that the satisfaction we all derive from engaging

in the above mentioned is seemingly unique,

such things are only short lived i must say.

perhaps there's a much deeper meaning then just this.

something which most of my pals agree that every guy with make

the discovery himself.

it is only then the path to a stable and fulfilling relationship is clearly visible-

something that i really look forward to.

unfortunately.

i have loads of homework to do.

but chances of getting a gf is probably close to a 50-50.

and chances of getting a bf is 0.000000000000000.......

(keep on counting the zeroes till i say stop you effing gay rustards hustards)

LOBO OVER LOMO'S

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

WELCOME TO THE FAMILY.

MR FISHEYE 2!

haha.

and so i got it.

introduced into the shoes of our aquatic pals- the goldfish.

and apparently this is how they view the outside world.

chunky wide eyed lenses mounted on their faces.

and hence the camera's name.

i simply love this kind of view!

so it looks like i'll be snapping those overexposed salty single caribbean colors hot to death

images in time to come.

i have this guard feeling i'll be attracting my digital age cousins while i go trigger-happy with the lomo.

but hey. this was how photography was back then in the 80s and 90s.

and now we get the opportunity to view our images snapped just seconds ago from the digicam.

"eee so ugly! press delete la!"

"eh no no. again again!"

"my zits and whiteheads! watch how you snap punk."

and tell me how is that ever possible with cameras from lomo?

and that's the beauty of it :)

mmhmm :)

( i told you i looked like a panda.)

VOICES OF SILENCE

2007-09-08T00:21:00.000+08:00

and there goes another.
michael's gone from the family.
we'll miss you bro.
i can't believe his time's over.
i thought july was yesterday.
no nic, it's absolute fact, he's not gonna be back ever again.
have a ball of a time at UK.
fellas this is certainly one gem from imperial college- so don't fool around.

haha.

i'm a little exhausted today from that chlorine treatment.
getting lazy to punch my reflections on the keyboard.
haha.
not today mr nic.

BEAUTEX & THE TEASE

2007-09-06T20:01:00.000+08:00

haha.
thank you for the warm smile you've displayed mr justin, now get back to your algebraic equations!
my youngest brother.
many say we look alike.

what's your view ?
here's me when i was about 8 years younger than him.

"MOMMY I'M ENGAGED!"
(haha funny...)
* plays "Holiday" soundtrack from green day.

do we really look alike?
your verdict.

what in the world was mr dave thinking all these while?
it's like 1 dashing month away before you are free from the shackles of national service!
and so now you pay your own price.
you face the civil court.
and not forgetting the military court.
that's 2 sauces in your hotdog.
and after you serve your jail term, you serve your remaining 1 month before you finally label yourself as ORDinary.
so tell me fellas, how much time as passed then?

aight.
i shan't rant on any further.

sighs and all these years of my academic years i paid no attention to relationships.
the urge for a girlfriend didn't arrive.
timid i was.
like as if they crunch me up like cookie monster feasting on his chocodoco rounds.
what an idiot nic.

IN MY ELECTRIC DREAMS

2007-09-04T21:24:00.000+08:00

fellow onlookers and readers.
EMO.
a theme some youngsters apparently adhere to regrading their daily lives.
but it gets really on my nerves when they start to blog about it.

people painting their own gloomy pictures of their own personal experiences.
their screams.
their crying.
their complains.
and more crying with pictures of themselves in a hopeless state.

that's just.. EMO-tional.
but that's how the term emo came about.
ha.

fellow emoians/emonites.
you will be happy again with marshmallows and candies if you:

1) get up.
2) dust off the seemingly horrible and uninviting experiences you encountered from your body.
3) wipe off those (black) eyeliners and (black) lipstick from your droopy face.
4) lose those super stretch skinny jeans that wrap round your ankles like leeches.
5) tweak your hairstyles. snip those 82138091 metre long fringes.
6) go to itunes and delete eminem soundtracks that rant all day long about his screwed life.
7) now sync your ipod with light and classy soundtracks. think michael buble and rockapella.
8) start singing the popular " i can see clearly now " from cool runnings for that additional uplift of the soul.
9)replace your black metal converse sneaks with hot plimsoles from pedro
10)go get a lomo camera and kick start the random snapping.
11)move around like a noble lion like aslan from narnia, not a lazy sloth on discovery channel.
12)take nim jiom to soothe that husky emo voice of yours.
13)don't ask for the thirteenth advice. complete the 12 first.

so get your flat asses moving guys!

WALKING ON MY NAILS.

2007-09-03T22:07:00.000+08:00

time really passes fast.
fast and mean really speedy.
it's just less than 2 months away!

i've learnt so much from national service.
that the world isn't what it appears to be when i was a student
chasing for success in academics back then.
no not everyone climbs the same academic structure that is thoughtfully
planned by the government.

what an eye opener.
i certainly needed one.

TICK TOCK , DARN YOU BLOG.

2007-09-02T19:49:00.000+08:00

oh wheee.
the fisheye 2 has the charms and elegance.
i'm gonna get it i don't care.
grey polo from ben sherman ( ______!)
i'm in serious need of a bag to put my junk inside whenever i'm out hanging with the homies.
and that zara tote bag!
argh.

materialism is very healthy mr nicholas.
it benefits the economy through the my own initiative of whipping out my card. ( err atm card )
and boom. the multipier rockets off! '
but hey.
how long get my satisfaction from shopping last?

i'm not gonna rant about my daily life.
it's so typical of a normal Singaporean blogger.

" i woke up. i brush my teeth. i go to school. i forgot to do my homework. teacher spanks me on the ass. she's not satisfied. so she spanks me on both my hands to justify the punishment. i go home. i go online . so tired. so i sleep. "

NAH NAH.
i think a blog is more than just that.

JUST NEED SOMETIME TO FADE

2007-08-29T20:43:00.000+08:00

the agony.
it's piling up.
and it's just fucking like 2 months away from _____.
i should be celebrating shouldn't i?

no i can't.
i have better things to worry first.

she knocked on my door once.
twice.
thrice.
many times.
but i pay my own price for being arrogant.