Monday, April 30, 2007
pace is what i need
I enjoy putting the ball past defenders and running down the flanks.
Possessing a little more pace than the others really feels good. :)
Sound as if I'm some 10million pound player. My first touch and ball control is toot! LoL.
I love soccer! I love the team! I love the sun! But I don't love my sunburn!
chGeOeAsLe!
10:58 pm .
Sunday, April 29, 2007
on a high
Ok just came back from a vigorous voice projecting session. LOL. $21 dollars from 2-7pm. What the...
I'm broke.
Im on a high now after gulping down almost half the bottle of the wine which my dad brought back. Don't worry I'm still alert if not I will be typing alternates here. It only contain 8% alcohol. It taste like fruit punch and its addictive!! Woohoo.
So sweet.
Off to bed.
ChEeSe.
10:55 pm .
Friday, April 27, 2007
too busy for a friend
One day a teacher asked her students to list the names of the other students in the room on two sheets of paper, leaving a space between each name.Then she told them to think of the nicest thing they could say about each of their classmates and write it down.
It took the remainder of the class period to finish their assignment, and as the students left the room, each one handed in the papers.
That Saturday, the teacher wrote down the name of each student on a separate sheet of paper, and listed what everyone else had said about that individual.On Monday she gave each student his or her list.Before long, the entire class was smiling."Really?" she heard whispered. "I never knew that I meant anything to anyone!" and, "I didn't know others liked me so much." were most of the comments.
No one ever mentioned those papers in class again.She never knew if they discussed them after class with their parents, but it didn't matter. The exercise had accomplished its purpose.The students were happy with themselves and one another. That group of students moved on.
Several years later, one of the students was killed in Vietnam and his teacher attended the funeral of that special student.She had never seen a serviceman in a military coffin before. He looked so handsome, so mature. The church was packed with his friends.One by one those who loved him took a last walk by the coffin.The teacher was the last one to bless the coffin.As she stood there, one of the soldiers who acted as pallbearer came up to her.
"Were you Mark's math teacher?" he asked. She nodded: "yes."Then he said: "Mark talked about you a lot."
After the funeral, most of Mark's former classmates went together to a luncheon.
Mark's mother and father were there, obviously waiting to speak with his teacher."We want to show you something," his father said, taking a wallet out of his pocket.
"They found this on Mark when he was killed. We thought you might recognize it."
Opening the billfold, he carefully removed two worn pieces of notebook paper that had obviously been taped, folded and refolded many times.The teacher knew without looking that the papers were the ones on which she had listed all the good things each of Mark's classmates had said about him.
"Thank you so much for doing that," Mark's mother said. "As you can see, Mark treasured it."All of Mark's former classmates started to gather around. Charlie smiled rather sheepishly and said, "I still have my list. It's in the top drawer of my desk at home." Chuck's wife said, "Chuck asked me to put his in our wedding album.""I have mine too," Marilyn said. "It's in my diary."Then Vicki, another classmate, reached into her purse and showed her frazzled list to the group.
"I carry this with me at all times, " Vicki said and without batting an eyelash, she continued: "I think we all saved our lists."
That's when the teacher finally sat down and cried. She cried for Mark and for all his friends who would never see him again.
The density of people in society is so thick that we forget that life will end one day. And we don't know when that one day will be.
10:00 am .
200 Pound beauty is a must watch. I give the show two thumbs up.
Tears and laughter can both be found and experienced in this show.
To add icing to the cake, the main actress is hoootttt too. Her eyes are like Vivien's and her lips like Xu Qi's.
Woooo... On the whole she is damn hooottt and sweettttttt.
9:32 am .
Tuesday, April 24, 2007
two world best essays
I received two not-so-world-class-yet-significant-and-interesting essays. Got no plans to post it at first, but in case my com crash one day and everything inside go missing...One from fat bee and another from fat pig.(i) Calcalcalcalcalcalcalcalcalcalcalcalcalcalcalcalcalcalcalcalcalcalcalcalcalcalca.
No, on the contrary to your current thoughts, I’m not mad. Neither have I nothing to write. I wrote that because this name appears everywhere, in my mind, my thoughts, my interests, my handphone and my life. Here’s my friend, I’ll name him a pretty-obvious-Cal.
Let me begin with a description of a murky figure that lingers in your mind which attaches itself to this name. Cal is reasonably tall, and reasonably size and reasonable figure. Quite obviously, Cal is reasonable. I like his hair though. Anyway, one thing that stands out is his eyes. My goodness, they’re bigger then the Taj Mahal and the Merlion put together. The rest of the features are quite nice really. Come to think of it, he is actually bordering more on the handsome side of looks. But I shouldn’t continue, who knows? My libido might be in question.
Time and time again, friends like this come oh-so-rarely, yet I feel a change in the wind. I’ve got two! Of gargantuan proportions worthy of a King-kong-eqse relationship.
But anyhoo, here are Cal’s faults. He for one can be helpful to a fault.
I LOVE his helpfulness, I really do. It compliments my “lazy” nature. But, But. But; in tandem with his occasion overzealousness his helpfulness can turn scary, or even unwarranted.
Secondly, in which has happened more recently then most, is his mood swings. I’m like “wassup brother?” “What’s wrong with you”? Oh man, I hate his mood swings. I think he doesn’t like it and I don’t like it and hell nobody likes it. But oh well, I do the same thing OCCASIONALLY.
LASTLY, IN WHICH IS HIS BIGGEST FAULT OF ALL. CALVIN IS A SCOUSER!!!! I MEAN, WHO LIKES SCOUSERS? EVERYBODY KNOWS MANCHESTER UNITED IS A MUCH BETTER FOOTBALL CLUB.
With his greatest fault, comes his greatest strength, his knowledge of football is second to no one, except me! Our topics to chat are limitless, but arguably number one is about our love for soccer. Sure, the occasion heated debates comes out about our various loves. But, his knowledge about soccer I have never seen in an age (Which is remarkably short about 18 years), apart from my Malay friends, he is one great soccer loving Chinese dude that I can relate to perfectly.
*PARAGRAPH CENSORED ON REQUEST BY AUTHOR*HAHA. KEEN TO KNOW THE CONTENT OF THIS PARAGRAPH? HEHEHE...
Cal personality is one of great intrigue. He is able to hold on a façade for an extraordinarily long time and keep to it. Sometimes it affects when his façade is undesirable but most it is his playful and cheerful nature. One particular prank I recall vividly is fabricating my results in perfect format that fooled me completely.
Cheerfulness and smiles are is of his greatest attribute or are two of his greatest attributes. Being around him is never really dull (except for those moody parts) and he’s always the one who comes out with the most nonsense. In fact, one of my current pleasures in life is to hear Cal and Val talk or bicker, for that fact. Cal’s few greatest enjoyments in life are to insult Val, and I must admit, I enjoy it too. So that is another point of agreement between us.
Chinese has never been my strong point. Cal attempts to integrate his excellent command of Chinese on many people, namely ME. Apart from that, his Chinese is horribly good.
Talking, “friending”, being around is all fine and dandy. But what has Cal has that makes him such a horribly good friend?
An innate ability to coax and draw me out of my shell is one of my greatest pleasures in knowing him. Also, a skill to say things at the right time is also GREAT. Admiration can come in many different forms, for me, mine towards him is for his determination to complete and finish something. For instance, if I want something done, I give it to him and I know it’s as good as done.
Also, in tandem with his question, Cal likes to watch weird shows. Well, they’re alright for him I’d suppose but its HORROR. I for one do not like to be horrified, and when I have to pay money for it. So yeah.
Anyway, Lastly, IN conclusion, Hence, Therefore, Henceforth, Thus, ThusHence , Forth Something.
Cal here is a magnificent friend that I indeed cherish for what I hope for be a very very long time.
I recall once that you couldn’t say EVERYTHING in front of me or can’t express yourself properly. Let me assure you that I hope you will be able to in due course and I’ll be more then welcome to accept your stuff.(ii) My Friend from the Zoo
He has eyes bigger than your nose, stubby fingers with weird fingernails and “barbeque-pork pimples. He’s about a head taller than me and a little shorter than Reuben. Ok, that didn’t make much sense. Anyway, here’s a little essay about a Pig who loves to call another pig “pig”.
Some days when he feels like being Superman, he’ll turn up in his infamous black tee with a big red “S” in front of him. Probably another reason why he loves to wear that particular shirt is because it gives him the motivation to downsize from a current XXXL to a humble S. Thus the gym is his second home. How can anyone survive with one attire for 365 days a year? Of course my dear friend here has another. 501, that’s his personal code. So if you see him wearing the same thing on alternate days? Do not freak out, it’s not dejavu.
His motto “To fill the gap.” Boy does this motto mean a lot to him. On one hand, this explains why he is so sociable. In class he would be the one to bridge a bond between the different cliques. On the other, he got a little help from a couple of his dearest and most lovable and bestest friends from poly to teach him to smile without a gap in between his upper set of teeth and lower set of teeth.
Sometimes (I’m being extremely polite here) my friend is kind of sadistic as well. He finds joy, comfort and peace when he teases others and when he sees them suffer. He enjoys coming up with sadistic games, which involves disgusting homemade food/drink recipe. His favourite hobby is to make others feel not-so-good. I am very sure he could come up with a book titled “101 ways on how to irritate your friends” And in this book; one of the most popular ways is to make your friend feel fat. I heard it works pretty well.
Here’s a secret. My friend is pedophile, or so I suspect. He’s girlfriend is 18 years younger than him! I do not have the full details of the story but I heard he is really sweet and loving towards her. Have yet to hear of any bad reports about their relationship so far.
Horror movies are the only shows that he will watch. Unfortunately his dear friends are anti-horror movies. One of them is an extremist, who gets horribly freaked out by thrillers or maybe action pack movies! So there would be some trouble deciding what movie to watch when they hang out.
He’s nice most of the time yet he can get a little too serious over small matters. He brings much fun and laughter to people around him but his jokes might hurt and you know he don’t mean it. He can be quite accommodating but when he makes up his mind about something, no one can ever change it. He’s even more stubborn than a horse/cow. He is very dedicated to whatever he has to do, be it his studies or relationships. Oh, he has weird photographic memory, which I find it quite unfair. Tsk! That’s why he’s always doing so well academically. He has this amazing talent at handcraft that guys rarely posses and I personally am very impressed with that quality.
Now that’s my friend, Pig, for you.
Thank you for the past year of friendship. Thank you for the times when you made me feels like strangling you as well as for those times when I had a whale of a time laughing and having fun with you. I treasure the friendship that we have! I hope I have been a good enough friend, so much so that when we are in different classes, you will miss my “pats on the back” and my demanding and hard-to-please character to irritate you. Thank you for making my freshman year so much brighter! You’ve been a star! From the bottom of my heart, a gazillion thank you-s!
Wooo.. I think this is the longest post i've ever made. hahah. Thanks for the essay dudes.
7:03 pm .
Saturday, April 21, 2007
top 10 footballers
some random post here.
Topic: Soccer
10 players i admire.
1. Cesc Fabregas
2. Steven Gerrard
3. Jamie Carragher
4. Shay Given
5. Robbie Keane
6. Kaka
7. Christiano Ronaldo
8. Iker Casillas
9. John Terry
10. Joaquin
5:10 pm .
Wednesday, April 18, 2007
After 3 continuous days in the hospital, I've have noticed that life is so unfair.
Walking down the lane of an adult ward is not as scary as the children ones. Kids as young as 6 months have to go through those injections and needle poking fears. They will do whatever they can to shake off the nurses and doctors. They twist around in bed, yell and scream at the top of their voices. The bad thing is, once one cry the others will follow.
Those screamers could shatter one fragile heart. It hurts to see these toddles going through such pain.
God bless those kids and my dear Jereen.
9:36 am .
Tuesday, April 17, 2007
jereen get well soon
Jereen's sick in the hospital.
I can see she wants to go home.
It hurts seeing her suffer.
Get well soon.
9:33 am .
Tuesday, April 10, 2007
privacy
A blog is someone else's private life.
Friends and public are welcome to read and comment
but if you are here to create trouble I suggest you head some where else.
I tolerate no nonsense.
Can the deleted please act like your age and not your shoe size?
8:15 pm .
Sunday, April 08, 2007
being sick is sick
Oh man. Please save me.
My throat is as dry as the fallen leaves in autumn.
Im coughing like the jackpot machine coughing out pennies.
Being sick is sick.
1:47 pm .
Monday, April 02, 2007
bean alone
I dont like laughing alone like an idiot.Bean'ed alone.
7:58 pm .
Sunday, April 01, 2007
april fool
Sorry guys.
You all know its once in a year. Not exactly la.
I do these quite frequently, like once every 3 days. hahah.
The calendar reads April 1st.
I sprung out of my bed searching for my first victim: My brother!
Hahahahahahaha.
Around 15 got fooled today.
Only 8 knew it was an april fool prank.
the other 7 are still kept in the dark till this very moment (11.50pm 1/4/07)
You guys are too gullible.
Hhahahahaha. Sorry for abusing you guys trust in me.
Till here. In search of my very last victim.
April cheese.
11:51 pm .
