about me
I'll do it differently here, I shall summarize myself in a day. I wake up at 7.07am, snooze for 3 more minutes til 7.10am. Check my phone for updates that happened when I was asleep. Jump out of bed cos I'm late. Rush through scrubbing myself and my teeth, as I'm doing that, I boil water for my daily beverage, Haha! Gobble down my breakfast and sometimes get scalded by the hot tea..(That should wake me up..) Head down, and tries to remember where the car is parked, dreads climbing to level 5-6 of the carpark. Drives, enters CTE from AMK Ave 1 exit, exits and enters TPE and almost immediately exits again at Jalan Kayu exit. Does Certification in the Quality and Business Improvement Department for the 700 million dollar, 154,000sqm investment in the Seletar Aerospace Park called Rolls-Royce Singapore Pte Ltd. (Lunch there sucks, as the food isn't that great..It's very expensive too!!) Leaves the office and heads home for dinner(loves mom's cooking!!), sometimes will head to school in the West cos I'm studying part time at Unisim, taking Degree in Aerospace Systems Engineering. On days when I don't have classes, I'll usually (try) and hit the books a little, run around the estate to exercise or laze around watching Deadliest Catch, Whale Wars or other exciting shows. I usually turn in before 12am to catch enough rest.. :) On weekends, haha! I usually cook, for the family, I'm the only child and as gratitude towards my Mom for cooking for almost the whole week, I cook for the family. My best creation by far is beer battered fish and chips. Oh ya..I have been bathing with Johnson's Baby Bath all my life, so if you squeeze me or wring me dry, soap bubbles might appear. I don't really know how to reply to a "Haha".

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Thursday, June 25, 2009
- 4:31 PM

Do you dream?
Dream of something so sweet and nice..Someone you miss..Or love?
And you wake up smiling..
You can remember every single detail..
Every single action..
Every single movement..
But as soon as you fall back asleep again..
That dream turns into a nightmare!
And the thing is..
You can't wake up!
Your conscious tells you to wake up..
But the dream just sucks you in..
Into a deep, dark abyss..
A never ending journey you must take..
Soon after, you wake up..
And you don't remember a thing..



DAMN.........


Wednesday, June 24, 2009
- 12:44 AM

Back then, when singing was so easy..
There was The Beatles..

Back then, when driving was so easy..
There was Aryton Senna..

Back then, when flying was so easy..
There was Amelia Earhart..

Back then, when swimming was so easy..
There was Mark Spitz..

Back then, when comedy was so easy..
There was Charlie Chaplin..

Back then, when cooking was so easy..
There was Martin Yan..

Back then, when football was so easy..
There was Pele..

Back then, when loving was so easy..
There was You..


Wednesday, June 17, 2009
- 6:46 PM

Funny how a brief meeting of about a few hours would turn out into a close bond forged.
I can count the number of times we met with both hands.
What is it about someone that makes you return?
Is it the way they talk?
Is it the way they react to things?
Is it the way they smile?
Or is it something that can't be explained?
Whatever it is,
It feels very at home when talking to the both of you.
It almost feels like kinship.
Although I, for one, never experienced the feeling of kinship.
So who am I to compare?


But it certainly feels like home.
Though I never really had a home.
Superficial walls and doors.
I always say, "This house is not a home".
It was never a complete one.
Well, nothing's perfect.
We all have our own predicaments.





I thank you, Ladies..


Thursday, June 11, 2009
- 1:35 PM

I think I might have hurt my lower back!!

Shitting is a problem now..
I have to sit straight..
Oh crap...


Tuesday, June 09, 2009
- 2:34 PM

AMANDA LING!


Why must you leave??
Haiiiiiii.............


Tuesday, June 02, 2009
- 4:57 PM

SWISHHHHHHHH...
FRRRVVVVVVRRRooooooooooooooooooooM!!!!!!
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CRACKLE......CRACKLE..........



NO MORE HAIR!!!!