Before I Forget.

I should blog. It has been awhile... but it's kinda late now so I am just gonna blog about the major events that happened recently that's still in my poor semi-conscious mind.

1. Settler's Cafe


Yup went to settle down finally with photosoc people, which turned out to be another gay outing. I mean imagine 6 muscular, strong, tender young boys playing board games together. To the max.


Edwin LOL.


What's xiaoming without some lick?

But it was rather fun. Pity everybody had to go off after that so I gone home for a run too.

2. Simpanging
There's Simpanging with a couple of peeps. Shall post up some photos after computer-idiot isabelle uploads them which is already equals to almost 100 years.

It's already gonna be another new year tomorrow. Gosh I am so old already man. I don't think i'll have many resolutions cos im just sick of life. Just wanna slack, play and enjoy myself.

3. Muggers


Mugger 1. Mugger 2. What more can i say?

lol.

It Has FINALLY Arrived.

Anyway the post below was a tribute to pride and glory. It's a nice show where you'll learn that many fucks = coarse language. And also learn the difference between: 1. I wanna see my fucking husband. 2. I wanna fucking see my husband. I think 2 fits better but the director liked 1 more so I guess I don't really know...

My life has been much of a bore so not much updates.


I guess excitement starts from NOW.

FUCKING PISSED.

Shit man. I swore I'd never write another emo post on my blog but it's just so fucking difficult. I am just too fucking fucking pissed today to like fucking blog properly already.

Fucking pissed seriously.

I haven't been so pissed off for quite a long awhile until my mum came to fuck me up. Happily folding my clothes and she just had to come and pick a quarrel with me about my shorts being too fanciful. LIKE WHAT THE FUCKKKKKK??!!! It's a bloody joke man she's like not even wearing my shorts. I fucking hate staying at my house lah. My dad's like menopausing and having all these strange ideas and ideologies that get irritating sometimes. His job is just to call me and ask me go home. And when I get home, there's like absolutely nothing to do. Everybody will be doing their self-entertainment and I'll just slack around at a corner stoning. So why the fuck am I suppose to be home for? And when I get home, my mum just has to be bored enough to fucking quarrel with me for fun. They're just not supportive of whatever things I do. All they fucking do is care about their money especially my mum.

"Don't come to me for your pocket money. Go get from your dad." Like what the fuck yeah. You just can't wait for this one chance to come when you can kope more money for yourself. FUCKK. The only regret that my army is only in April is that I have to stay in the house for another 4 months. Damn. I seriously can't wait to get the fuck out of here.

I AM SO BLOODY FUCKING PISSED.
(I know I sound childish and angsty and whatever but who fucking cares?)

1 Down, 1 More To Go.

I don't even do this for exams. Wonder why I am doing this now. But who cares. Coolness is mine to have now.


Thanks man benneb. I was really scared.

The Random Theory.

My life after As are just like totally filled with absolutely random events. It's a theory that I created that I don't need a job or some kinda lesson to keep myself occupied. Usually, almost everyday, someone will definitely come knocking on my door to ask me out, be it to chill or play or go somewhere. It has been rather eventful but things that are done are usually more than done before.

So I've decided that maybe, I would like to consider working on a seriously cool photography project. Haven't really been thinking through it though. But hope to get inspired randomly, or if you guys have any ideas, just pop it up on the tagboard.

I've got a couple of things to buy.

1. Earphones. Brand is certainly Audio Technica. But thinking whether to get the big ones or the in-ear ones. Anybody wanna help?

2. Polaroids. Nobody can help me. Just go away.

Go away. Bye. Leave now. Stop reading dammit.





I said STOP.

Spicy Hotzz.

NPC + JianHan Enlistment Eve + DJYWTF.

Okay. Much of my life has been spent either sleeping, online, or chilling. It does get rather boring at times but isn't it still so much better than mugging/ working? Maybe I should start looking for a job. Or learn something.

I shall just upload some photos i took while going back to the scouty National Patrol Camp to check things out.

Here's the scouty playground. Apparently they are suppose to have this fun element in their pioneering structures and there's a height limit now. I propose a new name call the National Gay Camp.


There's the VS gateway.


Slums were often seen.


Weapons of mass destruction were not missing either. It could very well turn out to be some sort of you know.. the kind of training camps.


And finally, that's the prom king. In case you were wondering, he was practising like what he would do after the emcee announce his name. So proud right?


Okay. Went to celebrate with jianhan for being finally all grown up and ready to become a man. Haha celebrate.


Then while waiting for the GreatJek who was 1 hour late (improvement from 1hr 15mins) we happen to meet seeyee and changyang who went dating! Aww.. so sweet right! And lcy was wearing his look-like-everything-coat. Don't you think he looks like some army boy, a professor, a mugger, etc etc? In the end, seeyee didn't join us cos she was shy so left with lcy who came with us to play.


Anyway, the most important point of this post- DJYWTF.

Dangerous Curves.

Headed down to my garage with snorlax and xiaoming to check out my girls cars. I must say it's rather depressing at how they treated the Ferraris, leaving them outside in the torrential rain while the Maseratis had much better life staying inside the building. This phenomenon is best summarised by King Julian, "Hey, you mind going back? This is first class, there's nothing personal. It's just that we're better than you." Classic.


Anyways, surprises of all surprises we met wuyue, sarah and ruiqi collecting money from us at the entrance. Basket. So many years of friendship and they didn't allow us to sneak in. I'll just upload some photos. Wait, those are my cars. Why was i even paying entrance fee. -.-






Just look at the gargantuan brakes. Slurpz.








Enzo.


My favouritest of all.



Okay the cool part now- I think I found XXX's house. (i must avoid detection.)


Freaking there were like more than 3 gurkha guards at the entrance alone. And walking round, i saw this bridge and there was another guard standing on it. I mean who in the right mind has a house which has a freaking bridge?! Anyway, it's along Rochalie Drive so the next time you guys go down to Orchard, you might wanna pop by and say "hi, my friend. thanks for all the love man."

And if you stare hard enough, you might even see him.

Boredz.

It's sunday and i am BORED on a SUNDAY?! &*##@$*&^&@*!# How can that ever be possible? Oh i forgot i am 18 already. Cursing is permitted for adults. FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK. I always wonder how &*##@$*&^&@*!# = FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK. It's so difficult to understand sign languages.

Anyways, i shall blog about the random stuff that were like little pepper bits showered over this piece of chicken chop which represents my life after As. Okay whatever. As i write this post, i believe Adriel is crawling towards the finishing line, gasping for breaths with all signs of death imminent. Let's have a minute of silence to cheer him on. God bless, seriously.

Okay shall talk about one random event first- Cycling with Prom King to Changi for breakfast. What an honour to cycle with a King. You guys can never imagine the prestige involved. It's like constantly seeing hunky bodyguards cycling all around us with police cars all over. Scary.

Here's our bikes.


It's Sunday- SUNDAY AND I AM BORED! &*##@$*&^&@*!#
The exciting part was venturing into old Changi Hospital unknowingly. It's like fate. I was like, eh that building looks fun. And both of us just agreed to go inside it to take a look. Viola and it was old CH.

The exterior was about alright other than the usual graffitis all over.


Inside was abit more scary. I mean the mosquitoes.


Neh nehs are aplenty.


Unfaithful people shouldn't go there.


Eee are.


Guess what's this. It's a torture chamber in OCH for the mentally disabled people to shock them back to life with pain. See the clips at the top of the machine, the people will kiap their fingers there and the machine is switched on. The rest is history. Just kidding, those are used by the scary Japanese during WWII to torture POWs man. No joke.


I am currently looking for people (with balls) to go there with me at night. Pay is about 0 bucks but you'll be rewarded with plenty of mosquito bites and no fun at all. I wonder why people will apply.

Who's scared?

Sexy's Back.

Woah. 2nd Dec, SDD's finally over.


All those insane shopping trips, giving up on guy clothing and just grabbing all my stuff from Zara in the end, my broken nose, mosquitoes in lausai's house, guitar heroes and all, over. It was much Déjà vu when i saw these 2 photos together. Looks identical but just that Zeri has move on to become the prom king, yet again. But lausai and me, is still lausai and me. Maybe one day, one of us will become a prom king.




Oh yes and before I forget, thanks to the many well-wishes. Have to thank alot of people for making my dream possible. I really think i don't deserve to win but I guess there have to be a winner in all competitions so perhaps i was just lucky this time. I would like to thank all my fellow pageant finalists, Megan, Melodie, JiaYi, Isabelle and Kuan Ren. Not forgetting all my fans who voted for me. I'll work harder to bring better stuff to you guys next year!


On the whole, the entire event was pretty alright, other than the rather screwed organisation which made me a little more hungry than expected. Even after all of us went into the ballroom, we still ended up walking round and round to take plenty of photos cos the food was just missing and the bands were kinda un-attention-grabbing. Especially the pathetic magician from Singapore and not Vegas, poor guy almost had to take of his pants to capture the attention of the attention-deficient S46 peeps which 0.5 was just talking to their food, 0.3 was staring at the stage, and only Subra, Louis and me was trying hard to look at his lame tricks aka folding a $10 note.

Prom King dam proud. Didn't even had a chance to take a photo with him after he won.


On another whole, it was quite pathetic as I browsed through all the photos I took for the night. Our class didn't even take a photo together which was like hmm... But it was alright I guess. Post prom was just squeezy, loud, childish crowd and a bunch of sad show-offs. Perhaps it's just the 2 years of supressing all our inner desire to party hard in VJ which finally led of to such excitment for it LOL. Okay I sound like an asshole which didn't enjoy myself HAHAHA. Maybe i'll go club again someday but with the right people at the right place. Our poor money tree's son is wasted LOL.

Nicole: I am NOT drunk.


Post-post prom was just spent sleeping and building sandcastles in broad daylight. Decisive me brought sandcastle building tools for just $4.90 and managed to exchange them with a bunch of kids obsessed with holy water for volleyball worth at least $15.00. I think im just a pro economist and negotiator.

Suppose to cycle with a couple of peeps to Boon Lay, but the inner weather instrument in me told me that it wasn't a good day. And I was right. The moment i woke up, it started raining and it haven't stopped yet. Feeling bored stuck by the rain but oh wells.

I NEED TO PLAY. WHO WANNA PLAY WITH ME?

Rain, rain, go away..