Podie is unconcious.

no podding of any of its buttons can wake it.

i am scared.

6 days old only.

Gonna have to send to the ER.

right after I have my breakfast at macdonalds that is.

Ima hoping for a one to one exchange!

singaporean wad.









*i think that day i dropped podie. Never ever sleep with your MP3 player on your bed. its gonna fall.

Lucifer walks over.
Nutter is sitting on the floor.

Lucifer: What the fuck is wrong with you. Why are you in such a sorry state you fuck head?
Nutter: Go away. Leave me alone. whats your fucking problem anyway?

Lucifer: My problem is you. You have not been yourself. and why not? there isnt anything to be upset about.
Nutter: You dont understand. Some one like you wont ever understand.

Lucifer: what the hell are you talking about? someone like me? for christsake. you dumb schmuck. You better start talking straight before I kick your sorry ass silly.

Nutter: Really, just leave me alone. its not as tho you would understand. I tried telling you about it before. You just brushed it off. Forgetit, i get upset everytime I talk or think about it. so fuck off if you would dear sir.

Lucifer: Ok, lets see. what do you have? you have a new pair of shoes, new cds, enough money for you to go retail theraphy, you handed in all your fucking projects, you have winning 11 international in your xbox, your life is almost fucking perfect. what else do you need? first class service?

Nutter: I already said I dont want to talk about it right? So lay off. You think you are so smart, always logical always critical and always right. Fuck you, whats wrong with being wrong once in awhile? Thats your problem, you see things in terms of money, fun and shit. You materialistic bastard.

Lucifer: ooooh, now you are looking for a fight yea? Whats wrong with me? Ima cunning, eloquent, logical , critical and definetly smarter than you and your lot.

Nutter: You are an arse you know that? why must you always talk like that? it aint all about the cash and the fun. you dont get it do you. you really dont.

Lucifer: you bet I dont. I tried looking at it from your angle before. and I'll be damn if there is anything smart or logical about it. You and your stupid concepts. They are castles in the air! you know that dont you? you aint that dumb.

Nutter: Look, I'm trying my best to get myself out of this rut ok? and its not as easy as you think. I'm not you. I feel happy and sad and shit. Not like you. You dont feel. You just think and you do it. You ruthless bastard. You always throw things out of the window you know? Your friends, your family and now me. Me of all people. Fuck you. Its me you are throwing out of the window.

Lucifer: I'll never throw you out. I cant do without you anyway. We need to have balance. you are a necessity, nothing more, nothing less. I just dont want the other shoulder to look that bad. People might think he is mad. and whats wrong with doing what needs to be done. If it needs to be done, it has to be done.

Nutter: Now dont you dare. You leave me alone. You leave your flithy hands out of this. Fuck you, in any case you cant do anything about it!

Lucifer: Try me.

Nutter: Please, please I beg you. Please dont.....I just cant give it up. can you understand? I'm neck deep in this shit. I cant back out now. Not yet anyway. If you yank me out, I swear I'll just die.

Lucifer: I dont mean to be antagonistic. I've given you 2 years or thereabout and There has been nothing to show for it. Nothing at all. All his efforts have gone to waste. TO THE FUCKING TRASH CAN. And that defies everything I know and have taught him. Amount of effort put in will always equate amount of success atained. But no, you had to bring him on this fucking wild goose chase. No you screwed up big time partner. You did. rest assure you really did.

Nutter: I didnt mean it. I really didnt. All I wanted was the best for him....trust me.

Lucifer: Well, isnt that what they always say? Admit it, you screwed up. You screwed up big time. Your money, your time, your effort...everything! ALL FOR FUCK? TELL ME? WHAT DID YOU GET OUT OF IT? NOTHING. NOTHING AT ALL.
You are not running a profitable buisness you know. You will end up losing more if you still dont let go.

Nutter: I still have a chance.

Lucifer: Hah, didnt you tell me that a few times over already? You have as much of a chance as i have of a chance in beating britney in some "Ultimate I wanna fuck" poll.

Nutter: Fuck you. thats not true and you know it.

Lucifer: Your skull is really thick aint it? And I bet its hollow between the ears as well. There is a place called Hell. Go there now.

Nutter: You watched Flight of the Phoenix right? " All a man needs is someone to love him. If he does not have that, give him something to hope for. If he does not even have hopes., give him something to do."

Lucifer: WELL SAID. WELL SAID. Well, I have made a decision. I have also made a decision for you. and you will follow it. You will have something to do. and you shall do it.

Nutter: You cant make me. You cant.

Lucifer: Oh yes I can.

*Nutter turns around. Runs away.

Lucifer: Fucking coward. Its easier to run.

























introducing Lucifer and nutter.
*Nutter waves. Lucifer flicks the bird at you.

Lucifer on my Left.
Nutter on my right.

Now alittle about them.

Lucifer is seldom wrong and usually wins.
Nutter just follows his heart. dumb fug.

They usually fight over everything.
Lucifer likes blackjack while nutter enjoys photography.

Lucifer writes in black. while nutter writes in a khaki and maroon blog and his journal.
Lucifer stares. while nutter just hides behind his specs.

Lucifer spends money. Nutter earns money.
Lucifer chooses the clothes. Nutter pays for em.


Nutter is harmless at best.
Lucifer on the other hand. Can be your worst nightmare.

hope you like em.

I hope you do.

at least you have a chance to decide if you like them.

I cant.






















They live in my head.

Nutter's Reviews.
Where his views are better than yours.

Flight of the Phoenix or Fly in the wreckage.

Basically, thats what the movie is about. Fly in a wreckage.
Plane crash in desert.
Sandstorm, bandits, no H20 and a bunch of mad ang mohs and niggers.

Oh so courageous marooners decide to build plane (out of a plane) to fly out of desert.
End of movie , plane made of rojak parts and chicken wire fly off into the sun victorious.


The movie is very corny with very very cheesy lines.
like erm "Lets fly out of here! Lets go home!"
Acting isnt top noch. Slighty better than murder game performances.
No big stars. I dont recognise any names. But of cos, what do I know?
ima just a beng mat wannabe who only watches TV mobile because I am too lazy to think.

There are sad parts and there are the sadder part. cue:sigh
Sad parts are when people die and the sadder part is that there is only 1 female actor in the entire movie.
(ima not shitting you. There is ONLY 1 female actor in the movie and she aint no hot mama.)
Thereafter come the happy parts. There you have it, a hollywood blockbuster receipe.

All in all, 8.50 spent on a midnight movie about a plane made from a wreckage by a bunch of mad albeit desprate people can be describe by one ah beng phrase. which is "buai pai lar"




bayside something something
Its that supposedly japanese block buster flick which you can catch at all cinemas good or shitty.

The movie suffers from a identity crisis.
one second its a comedy, second second its a thriller with a murder involved, third second it is a love story(of sorts) and fourth second its a police story yaba yaba yaba.....and the list goes on.
fug, make up your mind bitch.

Soley dissapointed that the eight fifty I shelled out gave me so little satisfaction.
There is cock humour, cheesy slow mo parts and no plot whatsoever.

Then, there is the 1 really hot japanese girl.
The sort that you want to bring out.
The sort that your mum would love.
The sort that the likes of me and you would kill to have.
The sort that secondary school boys lust after and lastly
The sort that probably cant cook.

Verdict is that the movie is pure BULL F***.
Its a waste of time a waste of money and worst of all a waste of effort to try and read the subtitles.

But Ima not gonna be too harsh with it.
We all know about japs and their english.
Go to engrish.com if you dont know what I mean.
So maybe, highly improbable by just maybe,
the subtitles got screwed up and so the movie got no meaning.
But thats just what I am assuming.
But dont take my word for it, cause i dont wanna make an ass out of you and me.

Bad part -> The Movie.
Good part -> That 1 girl is really stunning.

Worth the eight fifty? -> Try eighty five cents.






ok. lets move on to food.
Balestier one end of the street corner shophouse old skool coffee shop.
Bak Kut Teh store.

We reached at 630am. Waited till 7 for it to open.
very well worth the wait.
soup is really da bomb. Peppery with good portions of babi.
pork trotters were good. so were the preserved vegetables.
To me, its just the best there is around.
Price? not expensive. 2 person cost around 15.
for that price, u can get 2 breakfast sets at any fastfood outlet but what you get is eggs slapped together and charcoal water as subsitute for coffee.
Highly recommended by my highly attuned taste buds.
(read:i eat more stuff than you and you cant possibably disagree with me.)




and lets move on to a CD review although I am very sleepy.
so because I am sleepy, its gonna be a short review.

Iron Maiden's Dance of Death.
Conclusion: Buy it and draw your own conclusion. I think its awesome. and if you think otherwise, you are probably the one who is wrong.


aight. damn sleepy.
see you guys again.
hope you enjoyed the review.