Saturday, February 18, 2006

would you live your life youself? or would alil voodoo magic help?




I'm a mess. my minds a mess and even my desk is a mess. nabeh.
my work desk a mess.
and its not like i do any decent work on it.
books that i'm reading.
wires all over. essential for all me gadgets.
games sprewn all over the damn place.
coins and more coins all over to much to collate.
its like scrambled eggs around here.



excruiating slow. slow like how most girls walk.
its been a very slow week at work.
working on the court martial case.
dealing with various fucktards.
getting arrows in the chest and even some on my ass.
snorting 100% whey protein for fun in between.
horseing around all the time.
attended the damn court martial today.
the fucker got thrown in fer 6 months.
he derserved it.
HQ cohension outing today.
Went to safra tempines to bowl.
20 lanes. hmm. yea, 20 lanes.
bowled the whole damn afternoon away.

its been a slow slow week.

hope your week has been better.



serve the time fuckhead. You deserve it.
The problem with people nowadays is that they dont think.
Truly. If you think about it. For a second, think about it.

ok. maybe about 10 seconds, but do give it a shot.

People make stupid mistakes because they dont think.
Consequences. think stupid.
elementary watson.

If you dont think, you just end up looking really stupid.

Like how the 5 detainees looked in the dock today.
waiting for their sentences to be read out.
i've never once shed any sympathy for any of them.
Not one onuce.
I do not, for one second, even consider that they may be a victim of circumstances.
No matter what their defending officer might say.
You do the deed, you pay the price.

"PTE so and so, this court hereby sentences you to 6 months detention."

Music to my ears. At least i done have to meddle with him for another 6 months.



and of books.
I spent 70 bucks on books this week.
Battle Royale. Good Omens and Shadow of the wind.
Ima one and a half thru and till now, i think its money well spent.
and yea, with the kino card that was loaned to me by melvin, i got quite a good discount =]



and of valentines.
I dont think St Valentines will approved of what i did on valentine's day.
He'll probably do more than raise a brow.
But do i give a fucking hell's chipmunk's shit?
No. I'm not christian anyway.
The only saint i know would be the ones who give me what i need when i need it.
so there.

Valentines day was spent well. alone. solo.
I went to kino. Followed by coffee at spinellis.
Where I read, drank coffee that cost me 6 bucks, blackend my lungs and commited genocide on my sperm with tobacco (this proves that health warning works but no one really gives a shit.) and dodging giant boquet of flowers that must cost as much as my monthly pay.

Yes, you read that right and didnt imagine their size wrongly.
They are that fucking big , fucking gaundy and fucking ugly.
and the chicks who have em look as tho they are on top of the world.
and the guys beside them, well, the guys just look really poor. in health and in cash =]

and no, the flowers were not even alil charming.
they looked crummy. Where has good taste and common sense gone?!
left back in the victorian times i guess.



of gay cow boys.
watch brokeback mount if gay cow boys are your thing.
I made the mistake of thinking luwin was joking when he told me that its a movie about 2 gay cow boys.
Imagine my face when the scene of the 2 cowboys humping each other in the arse came up.
actually, you cant imagine my face.
it was stuffed in my sweater.
I consider myself to be quite strong in the gut.
But some things, even hercules would buckle under and that shawn cant stomach.
Jet Li is fearless, but i bet he would fear even this.


and gay sex is one of em.




middle eastern food.
i'm thinking. Middle eastern food might just be the best food on earth.
Its true fusion food me thinks. In what food culture can you have sausages (western) with kebabs on the same menue?
and kus kus ( i dont know how to spell it) smacks of spanish patella( i dont know how to spell this as well.)
and if you havent guess. yes, my favourite flavour of the moment is middle eastern.

only bummer is that they dont serve pork.
now imagine, pork kebab. now, thats something to savour.
and thats what i call food fer thought.








nabeh.
and its 4am, time fer me to crash.

Tuesday, February 14, 2006

Who'd be my bullet valentine.
I remember, all i wanted last year for valentine's day was for my call to be picked up.




This weekend. Was invigorating.
Cept for saturday morning to late afternoon. Had to go back to camp to clean some fucker up.
I spent the weekend chilling out. Met shawn and jo on friday night/ sat morning. Sent clara off to australia on sat early morning.

Saturday evening was good.
Went with lu in search of good food and beer. Not a cent was spared.
Caught 2 movies thereafter.

Sunday was good as well. Had lunch with family at swimming club.
Headed over to town alone. Bought a book at kino. Chilled at coffee bean for a couple of hours with my cuppa and my smokes....
headed off home. bk into camp late at night.

so, its been a fine weekend afterall. in spite of everything, its been quite a good weekend by my own high standards.


anyway,
jessie's been gone fer a week. fn's returning 22nd.



cheetoh, i cant chat on msn and blog at the same time.
think will stop now.




neway, last year, my call never did get picked up.
and it hurt me in more ways that i imagine.

lol. this year, i can laugh about it.
i must say. its been a job well done.




job well done.



so far......