WET WET WET

Fwah, rain for consecutive days since Friday. Thats almost a whole week.

So wet , I get wet, my stuff get wet, everything get wet. Sian. Cant even play soccer. Since pitch was wet.

Anyway, yesterday was dead fun because of this shop that me ,lingster and fn visited. Its called U4RIA. Its at Peninsular plaza. The stuff there.......really no way to explain. We were like giggling like 3 school girls laughing at all or almost all of their merchantdise. Universal Rings of Hell, Road warrior whacker etc etc etc.... haha, wanna look for shoes, then stumbled on this shop. Please ah, if not mature enuff, stay away from there. I had like 2 scoops of andersens and was like....damn, at times like that, can bloody die happy....wahahhaha. Only went home about 9:30.

Today, alot of lessons, so quite busy, murder game has finally ended, I think I have chosen my answer. Got some idea and clues. Then after murder game, went to lepak with fn, luwin and muizz ah, at biz park. Late already, so had whole canteen to ourselves. Told silly malaysian jokes. wahaha, damn bloody bloody funny. Really ah, nothing more fun then poking fun at our neighbours across the causeway.

I shall tell one now. Damn funny.

Malaysia decided to embark on a space project. So they had to find a suitable astronaut.
Soon, 3 men were shortlisted. A chinese, a malay and an indian. So the Mahatir himself decided that he would conduct the interviews.

In came the indian. Mahatir asked ' so mutu, how much would you want to be paid?" The indian replied that he would need 1 million dollars. Mahatir was shocked. But he asked why the indian needed so much money. The indian replied " cause now ah, alcohol expensive lar, need more money." Mahatir thought it was fair enuff, so he sent the indian out and called the malay in.

In came the malay. So mahatir asked the same question to Ah Mat on the amount that he wanted to be paid. Ah-mat replied" I need 2 million ah!" to the shock of mahatir. But he kept his composure and asked ah-mat to explain. Ah-mat said" dear datuk ah, I have 3 wives and 15 children and I need to feed em all. 2 million is for my family" Mahatir thought it was a good enuff reason. So he sent the malay out and asked for the chinese.

In came the chinese. Mahatir proceeded to ask ah beng what he would like to be paid. To mahatir's great astonishment. Ahbeng asked for 3 million dollars. But Mahatir still kept his cool. He asked the chinese why he needed so much money. This is what ah beng said. " I take 1 million. you keep one million. Give that ah neh 1 million ask him go up to space." Mahatir could not believe it.

So you all can see, such a small joke, yet so much stereo typing. But I must admit, I found it extremely funny tho. Tho, wondered why it had to involve mahatir. Could have been anyone. haiz...wahhaha

Oh yea, remembered that I said hair colour was fine? Now , the attention has been turned to my hair lenght. Have been told in no uncertain terms that I have to have it cut. Sian lar......so damn sian. But nevermind, shall do it.

This week seriously, have been like spending huge amounts of time bumming around. Joking and stuff. But then , its relaxing. No wonder I'm a slacker. However, there is a difference between not doing any thing at all and doing things that are interesting. For me, I prefer to do interesting things. Rather then just not doing anything at all which really is slacking in the rawest term. haiz....need to be more motivated for my studies. Someone please motivate me. hahhahaa


Gotta turn in, Family law tut at 9am.
From the law event supporting good student ,Goodnight everyone. fwahhahahaha

Not sure of what I want? Or is it unattainable? or is it Unattaiunable thus making me unsure if I really want it?

Some Bodo left this books behind!

I said this outloud when the 'bodo' was actually a few steps away. I didnt see him. Only saw the books.

This morning was stressful. All the work for conveyancing was darn difficult and time was short even when it was a 3 hour slot. Didnt finnish, have to finnish up and let her check. Fwah, if it isnt stressful enough, its worth a bloody 40 marks. wth.

Went to orchad road to walk walk today. Bought some stuff. Nothing much. Played pool at mambo. I was swayed by shawn to play...seem to have lost my game already...suck at pool now.

Went back to school for the murder game. I was late, because .....of pool?
Murder game? I liked the part where Bertram died. whoo hoo, comical. Darrlye as a bapok? not bad.

But I had the most fun after the Murder game, just slacked with erfen and johan. wahhaha, we play a stupid game. Use poker cards. the smallest card will have to do a dare..hahha...I ended up stalking a girl for 15 secs altho i didnt stalk her. She spoke to me so i couldnt really stalk her could I? erfen ended up going into a streats newspaper stand to hide in there and could only came out after someone wave to him( lecturer leh!). Johan had to sit at a table occupied by a whole lot of indians for 30 secs...it was hilarious ah! dead funny.

Talk alot of crap there and then ah. I think the people around us thought we were cranked or something. But it was fun. Stupid johan, didnt want to talk, so he write his replies on the murder game note pad, damn damn....but damn funny. Ask us go toliet with him stuff. Dumb.
Oh yea...my hair colour stays! ferlin said as long as i gelled it, i told him i would wear a cap tho.....wahahhaha..............



Speaking about indians. Singaporeans. Do we really mind people of other races? I think the answer is yes. Ask yourself, on a bus, you see 2 empty seats beside other people. Choose, would you rather sit with your ethnic group or another? Give an honest answer lar, most probably is that you would seat next to your fellow comrade who has the same skin colour. Erm, I dont really know what it means. But then , people have always stereo-typed various races. You need example? like chinese calculative lar, malay lazy lar, indians...erm, better not go there. My point is that we singaporeans do not really TOTALLY accept people of a different race. There may be a certain race a certain individual can get along with. But seldom we find someone who can really accept anyone regardless of skin colour.

My point is.....I think singaporeans are Tolerant Racist. Yes, we are racist, but we tolerate it.. Not a very specific idea, but I was thinking about it and i think this phrase is as close as my idea. Is it true? I dont know.

I dont think people who say 'hey, I'm not racist' is telling the whole truth. They may insists so. But perhaps.....its their point of view. so shall not talk more about that. But I wanna add that i usally take that statement with a pinch of salt.

Anyway, you all just go think about it. If you all agree, give me a tag. If not, give a tag too.

I'm not gonna say I'm not racist. But I'm gonna say i have alot of friends who are of other races. i think this is a much fairer statement. What say you?

From the Social Anal-ltys, goodnight everyone.

today's offering is Breaking the Habit by LinKin Park. From the Album Meteora. I think this song is great. Better then Numb and someothers. Definetly one of the better tracks.


Memories consume like opening the wound, I'm picking me apart again...
You all assume, I'm safe here in my room, unless I try to start again...

I don't want to be the one the battles always choose,
'Cause inside I realize that I'm the one confused.

I don't know what's worth fighting for, or why I have to scream...
I don't know why I instigate, and say what I don't mean...
I don't know how I got this way, I know it's not alright,
So I'm breaking the habit,
I'm breaking the habit...
Tonight...

Clutching my cure, I tightly lock the door, I try to catch my breath again...
I hurt much more, than any time before, I have no options left again...

I don't want to be the one the battles always choose,
'Cause inside I realize that I'm the one confused.

I don't know what's worth fighting for, or why I have to scream...
I don't know why I instigate, and say what I don't mean...
I don't know how I got this way, I'll never be alright,
So I'm breaking the habit,
I'm breaking the habit...
Tonight...

I'll paint it on the walls,
'Cause I'm the one at fault...
I'll never fight again,
And this is how it ends...

I don't know what's worth fighting for, or why I have to scream...
But now I have some clarity to show you what I mean...
I don't know how I got this way, I'll never be alright...
So I'm breaking the habit,
I'm breaking the habit,
I'm breaking the habit...
Tonight...



what you can do? What you can do now is to do what you wanna do.