oh my gudness
my computer for the 1st time in 2 years, manage to crash on me.
extremely dissappointed and panicky, i rushed down during lunch yesterday to 'kwiktron' hoping so hard that mr repair man can salvage all my data.
ive finally realize the importance of backing up. it's no longer a tedious task, more like, it's a must. my documents and pictures that mean the utmost importance. i might actually break down and cry.
other than that, i should be celebrating soon. my paycheck of 2.30/hr is coming, and i no longer have to be broke. the debtors will get their money back, and i wont have run away anymore.
used
to think i am superman is a really bad complement.
although i only manage to clock about 5 hours of sleep every night and still manage to pull myself out of my really cool bedsheets and make it to work just before 930.
and carry out the tedious tasks of looking through 27 plates of cell culture without mounting my eyes permenantly to the microscope (sleeping).
i am only human. the only reason i rant at this, is because of the unadulterated truth that my ex vp, mr tan shun de, signed me up for a strong man competition. luckily, for my under developed arms, it is a team event.
WTH is he thinking? i am by no means, as big as owen, saymeng and he, of all, are also inside the starting line up.
brace yourselfso here's the deal, we am to carry a load ranging from 85-235 kg under the merciless sun in the heart lands of toa payoh. winner gets cash, and obviously, bragging rights.
what disturbs me the most, is that i still have to bear through another 5 odd hours in kallang for training.
i am by no means, superman.
lola
tonight i'm entangled in my blanket of cloudsdreaming aloudif you'd accept surrendergive up somemoreweren't you adoredwe're all built under a different principle
to be different is to be special
i am special100 days to june/july race, the 800m
100 days to the day that we lost so much last year
i'm on your backi think too damn much.
i look too carefree.
i dont think i am male
simpleton
i'd open a can of 'WHOOP ASS' on attachment
i'm fucking hungry
i'm always hungry
i'm broke
i've got 3 items on ebay to pay for
i need to run
i've got
you on my mind
and that's all i have for you today folks.
i love VMSL. GIMME MORE BIATCH!!!
A life is time, they teach us growing up
The seconds ticking killed us all
A million years before the fall
You ride the waves and don't ask where they go
You swim like lions through the cres
tAnd bathe yourself on zebra flesh
when all else fails,
you know there's someone to pick you up.
have you found that someone?
love more, speak less.
let the good times roll.
primitive radio gods
mr jung,
we regret to inform you that your goldfish, sal, as passed away.
we are deeply sadden on your behalf and we send our sincerest of condolences to you and your family who have taken time to raise her up with so much care.
she was a great fish who finished her food and never said no the bloodworms.
she weighed a mere 400grams when she passed away
she has been flushed down the toilet bowl of the 2nd floor of your house with full pressure. it was painless.
she will be missed dearly
may she rest in piss.
love,
younger brother
milk and meat
sessions with different groups of friends made me realize, i'm not as lonely as i seem.
and you know what?
ive got plenty of stories to tell the my grand children.
control
oh wow.
so lets put this under the microscope. like numerous occasions where gram stains were the only solutions to your practical exams and when your DNA samples were contaminated and you wondered why?
so practically everyone i know have something to say about how i've grown, and through 2 days of excessive hypothesizing, i'm still left dumb founded by the statistical variations.
yeah, some say i'm the walking encarta of the world. now, would that be a good thing or a bad thing? since when has knowledge been such a bad thing. oh yes, i remember, too much of a good thing is a bad thing. but knowledge? i remember when i was kid when all i wanted to be was being smart. not that i'm an abhouring ego maniac, and i have to admit, i'm still quite dumb. but the point is, i'm being battered for being filled with too much information.
but that aside, why kill myself oversomething that i can't control, and just live life to the fullest, putting your problems aside, sort of like chucking those engulfing fungus that eats up your pure culture on your petri dish to the side and grow a new one with out give a sign of sigh.
too much of a good thing is a bad thing.of that matter. maybe i've been so caught up with some reads and listening, that i tend to analyzise everyone's actions, speaks, to the point it seems like it becomes a study, a research of one. sort of like a scientific article i'm working on where everyone i meet is a subject, and i'm the cruel scientist that puts the lab rats to sleep.
mind your words jonso now listen up, i'm putting all that bullshit aside, and if living your life without a care in the world is suppose to make you happy, i'll not rest till i get a definate result.
so lets get naked, and have some fun, like how adam and eve did.
anyone up for some tango? or salsa. isnt that what people eat?
mannnnnnnnnn....... lab makes me hungry.
they say the pen is mightier than the sword
my finger is mightier than the pen.
i was just recalling how was kicked, grappled, man handled, for showing an act of displeasure.
haha, how sad.
10 things
happy thoughts
perth
laughing with the buds
cars
drey
skate
honesty
to be loved
mom
chris
dragon boating
winning
mathemathical equations
reliving primary school
food
beer
photography
nicotine
solitude
music
alternatives
5.25 am, i barely had 2 hrs of rest.
and yet again i'm dwelling on the same thing.
i'm still kicking my ass over what's going on.
jonny, yew fucked up. lol
happy?
lets get this on..
a new era.. so... we have to learn how to be happy.
rule 1: find friends. and make damn sure u share ur problems and happiness
rule2: go to mambo
rule3: move my hips
hhaha... at 2.13am, i'm writing things to just make me smile. some how. i am smiling.
i could work with this.. now.. where do i get friends?? i wonder if the 2nd hand shops have some for cheap price... cheep cheep, then i can use less of the limited ang bao money to buys some them. put them on my shelf in the office or at home and talk to them everyday.
wah swee swee, it's a brilliant plan.
i wonder if holland v. got 2nd hand shop..
i made you look
i've just found a horrible truth abt me.
and yes. it wasnt pleasant, but i guess after years of being so critical abt ppl, it bites back at me that i'm too serious abt shit.
and yet it whacks me with a club again that that's the reason people find it so damn hard to talk to me, just because i think too damn much
my bad.
i'm trying. help me please
