Scandalous

My photos get more and more scandalous each day. These will be the last of such photos taken. And I am getting out of shape!

Be brutally honest with me. Am I fat?

C.S At BeautyWorld

I am so not good at playing counterstrike. Before I could even shoot anyone, I will always be the first to be shot down.

The best way of not getting killed always is to only observe them play.

Silly me... I'd forgotten to switch to flash mode.

Tadah!

I refused to take any photos on that day as my wound on my forehead had not healed yet and it was covered with a cotton gauze.

Get what I mean now?

We did not really know what Zhaorong wanted us to do or what he wanted the photos to become; instructing us to look front, then left, then right.

Evil Twin: Isn't it obvious?

...

Evil Twin: Criminals who are convicted always have to have their pictures taken.

Ah i see!

Evil Twin: Himbo!

Ladies, feast your eyes on these gorgeous looking guys!

Afterward, we thought what a better way of bonding with one another by chilling at the coffeshop opposite the mall, drinking MILO DINOSAUR!

Hannli: *looking at the camera* I wonder how does a Milo dinosaur looks like.

That is what Milo Dinosaur looks like.

Chinaman: Yummy... It never taste this good before!

Mahathir who was sitting across the table, decided to let the cat out of the bag. "I have something to show you guys..."

"He's my lover..." said Mahathir proudly.

Shocked we were!

Mahathir: I'm proud of myself!

Overdued Photos

I blame it on my laggy laptop causing the uploading of photos from my camera to the laptop to be fucking slow.

I can't take it anymore! *Takes the laptop and smashed it onto the floor*

Okay, if I ever do that to my laptop, I'm going to be screwed!

3 weeks ago...

Clockwise: Hannli, Sufian, Zhenghao (Chinaman), and Me.

I became really dark. Blame it on national service. And I am disfigured for life because of one fucking incident causing me to have a scar on my forehead.

FUCK IT!

*clears throat*

Now, I feel much better. Anyway, now, I don't really care how I look like. Fuck with the scar on my face. People don't love for looks but for whom you really are.

You won't look good when you have a scar on your face. Do plastic surgery?

It will definitely be a NO. I don't support plastic surgery.

2 weeks ago...

My platoon mates decided to play LAN game which I am really not interested in. If it was a few years back, maybe I would still be enthusiastically gaming with them.

Was it counterstrike they were playing? I can't really remember. But I know I've played Dota before.

I arrived two hours late. Primadona!

In the end, I can only watch them play because it was too late for me to join in the fun.

From left to right: Adi Farhan, Hannli and Mahathir.

I was introduced to a restaurant which was featured in a variety show and where Taufik often have his dosage of nasi goreng; Mid-Orchard Point, Basement 1.

Afterwards, Adi Farhan left us for his warhammer tournament while Hannli, Mahathir and I went to Heeren and met up with Michael.

Evil Twin: Acting cute sia!

Hannli: *crossed arms* So not true...

It would be my honour to introduce you all to six year old Ethan Ong, who started learning how to play the drums at the age of 2. He played a piece for the first time that day that was a fusion of jazz and rock, an upbeat fast and melodic tempo, and quite a technical beat that had me irresistably bobbing my head up and down. I would have started dancing had it not been for crowd that had begun to gather around, and i really didnt wanna scare them all away (for the sake of little Ethan).

To read more, proceed to http://xanga.com/a_long_way_home

He is only six but already so talented. I bet, when he grows up, he will be a famous drummer or musician.

Hannli was so fascinated by him that he decided to take photo with him.

We loved the show!

I love this photo. So classy. I like the background and the wordings.

And Michael looks hot in white. LOL!

Evil Twin: You sound so gay!

Fuck you! *giggles*

They're a bunch of fun people to be around with!

Somethhing Different

Previously, I only prefer reading magazines like OK! (Celebrity life and style) and 8 days instead of those Teens/ Teenage and FHM magazines.

But now, I think FHM, Teens and Teenage magazines aren't that bad at all.

2 days ago, my bunkmate brought in FHM magazine. So I decided to take a peek. There I saw one of previous blog idol/ Singtel Moblog runner-up Janice Yeo.

She was in the top 100. I was rather shocked that elated to know that she was in there; the top 100. And there were a few others whom I know listed in the top 100 too.

Have they gone desperate to show their bodies?

One of them, who was listed in the top 100 in FHM magazine, once told me, "I would not want to expose my body to anyone else except for my boyfriend. Not even in bras or bikinis."

Months later, there she was in FHM.

Now she replied me with, "It's really great being able to show the world my beautiful body. It feels really good."

What a vast different in answers.

You may have noticed that many young women wear less, and more sexually provocative, clothing in public than they did a generation, or even 10 years, ago.

Afterward, I read up Teens and Teenage, which somehow makes me laugh. The stories they wrote somehow relate to me when I was younger. The love stories, the trouble teens get into these days really amuse me.

Nowadays, teens are more open-minded compared to those a few years back. Sex in the open; stairways, carparks, garden, is nothing to them.

And being caught is a thrill to them.

On a higher note, I had forgotten to log off from my MSN account before proceeding to camp for my guard-duty, thus leading to many, many people messaging me the whole day.

Hey, you there? Why are you so arrogant? I've been messaging you numerous times but you still did not reply to me..."

I apologize to those who messaged me on MSN. I was at camp doing guard-duty.

Up A Notch / UFO Sightings

A few days back, my friend was telling me what an unfair life she's leading.

Angeline, "Life isn't always fair. Even if you are a good person you may be effected by someone elses bad karma. But karma is a way to bring justice to each person as a maya. Karma can cause a punishment or a reward.

An example of how life isn't always fair is if a women becomes pregnant and out of conveniance for herself she decides to have an abortion. Because of her bad karma the baby didn't get a chance at life and is deeply effected by it's mother's bad karma. Now in my opinion that is not fair.

Now even though life is not always fair. Karma is the best way, according to Hinduism, to bring justice. If you are a bad person you will be punished. If you are a good person you will be rewarded."

In love, one must always experience pain and hurt before finally getting to meet their life partners.

When they thought the person they are with now might be the right one for them, they will never know that someone better will emerge in their later part of life.

True?

Just now, a minute ago, I remembered something really important but first let me ask ya a question.

Do you believe in ghost? Or perhaps UFO?

Do they really exist?

"Of course it is possible that UFO's really do contain aliens as many people believe, and the government is hushing it up" Comment by Stephen Hawking on C Span Television. Stephen Hawking was the guest lecturer at the second Millennium Evening at the White House on March 6, 1998.

I believe in them. I saw IT.

If I can still recall back, it happened a few years ago. I was on a SMRT bus with my parents and sister. My sister and I were seated on the opposite side of where our parents were seated.

The bus was travelling between Yishun and Sembawang. And there were forestry areas.

My sister who was looking at the forestry area nudged and alerted me that she saw something spectecular.

When I looked at the direction of my sister's, I was shocked to see something huge, something circular, hovering in the skies.

"Mummy, mummy! There's a UFO spaceship!" someone shouted from behind us.

We turned back and saw a little kid pointing to the direction we were looking at. His mum, along with my sister and I looked at the forestry areas again but somehow the spaceship was gone.

I swear this is a true incident but somehow without solid evidence, this is but only a story which people might think I fabricated.

Whatever it is, I believe IT exists.

Unexpected

I opened the lid...

Cookies!

Nobody except for my parents ever baked cookies for me...

It was only till today I saw something attached at the bottom of the tupperware.

An envelope...

I flipped to the back of the envelope, and there I saw something written on the envelope.

And there, I took out a small note...

Thanks for the cookies!

The Bad Cut

This week has been by far the toughest week for me. I am mentally drained with all the memorizing of notes for upcoming tests and to remember the steps for my practical tests weren't that easy for either.

And to have a head injury, it only worsened the situation. I was fucking careless to bang against a wooden door. And now, it seems I am forgetting things twice as fast. Or maybe it's just me thinking too much.

I can't face the world anymore! The scar at my face; it's undeniably ugly.

*Looks into the mirror*

Ah!!! Darn!

The cut was so bad; 4 stitches in total.

Fuck!

Remembered

something that i just rememberd . all of you guys out there knows the secondary school term has started and this is the 3rd week . alot of people have new stuff and some clones bought everything smiliar to each other . i just realised the trend in my school is dying . the D.C trend which i started is dying . how sad .

so as for the new year , i decided to get everything new , including ankle socks (trust me,there are people willing to copy the socks too) so when i reached school the first day , noticed people using my bag . so i thought it was ok ,the bag i could change but that wasn't it . my style of wearing baggy uniform,hipster and folding of shirt has been copied the second week .EVEN the thick shoelaces i have are being used by sec 3's and 2's after the second week. i mean like sheesh wheres the sense of originality ?

don't get me wrong but it is just that , imagine your at a prom and you got an outfit which was totally based on your liking and then when you reach your prom , many more people got the same outfit . you'll definetly wish to be somewhere but there .

so right now kinda contemplating to either go on a shopping spree or just live with it but one the plus side i'm getting my new uniform real soon ! so i hafta get new shoes and stuff . call me vain or arragant but i don't really care .

[r]unie - jugde me if you must (:

Hideous

I freaked out when I saw my stitches. Horrible it was, I wished it did not happen.

Blame the chinaman!

Boo!

Now, I have trouble going out with the bandage on my head. I need something to conceal it. I look horrendous!

I will update more tomorrow.

Jaishree's Writing

Isaac hurt his head!!

More details on it wen he is back to blog during the weekend!

Meanwhile, feel free to pour in ur concerns and TLC for him...i'm sure he needs em' all...hee

Regards
Jas~

An Amazing Love Story

He met her on a party. She was so outstanding, many guys chasing after her, while he so normal, nobody paid attention to him. At the end of the party, he invited her to have coffee with him, she was surprised, but due to being polite, she promised.

They sat in a nice coffee shop, he was too nervous to say anything, she felt uncomfortable, she thought, please, let me go home.... suddenly he asked the waiter. "would you please give me some salt? I'd like to put it in my coffee."

Everybody stared at him, so strange! His face turned red, but still, he put the salt in his coffee and drank it. She asked him curiously; why you have this hobby? He replied: "when I was a little boy, I was living near the sea, I like playing in the
sea, I could feel the taste of the sea, just like the taste of the salty coffee.

Now every time I have the salty coffee, I always think of my childhood, think of my hometown, I miss my hometown so much, I miss my parents who are still living there". While saying that tears filled his eyes. She was deeply touched.

That's his true feeling, from the bottom of his heart. A man who can tell out his homesickness, he must be a man who loves home, cares about home, has responsibility of home. Then she also started to speak, spoke about her faraway hometown, her childhood, her family.

That was a really nice talk, also a beautiful beginning of their story. They continued to date. She found that actually he was a man who meets all her demands; he had tolerance, was kind hearted, warm, careful. He was such a good person but she almost missed him!

Thanks to his salty coffee!

Then the story was just like every beautiful love story , the princess married to the prince, then they were living the happy life... And, every time she made coffee for him, she put some salt in the coffee, as she knew that's the way he liked it.

After 40 years, he passed away, left her a letter which said: "My dearest, please forgive me, forgive my whole life lie. This was the only lie I said to you---the salty coffee. Remember the first time we dated? I was so nervous at that time, actually I wanted some sugar, but I said salt It was hard for me to change so I just went ahead.

I never thought that could be the start of our communication! I tried to tell you the truth many times in my life, but I was too afraid to do that, as I have promised not to lie to you for anything..

Now I'm dying, I afraid of nothing so I tell you the truth: I don't like the salty coffee, what a strange bad taste.. But I have had the salty coffee for my whole life! Since I knew you, I never feel sorry for anything I do for you. Having you with me is my biggest happiness for my whole life. If I can live for the second time, still want to know you and have you for my whole life,even though I have to drink the salty coffee again".

Her tears made the letter totally wet.Someday, someone asked her: what's the taste of salty coffee?

It's sweet. She replied.

Love is not 2 forget but 2 forgive, not 2 c but 2 understand, not 2 hear but 2 listen, not 2 let go but 2 hold on.

Crazy Us

We went to Fish and Co for lunch last week. Seriously, my combat medic friends are crazy people. I can die from laughing.

Zhenghao a.k.a chinaman; good with imitating voices.

It was not exactly a big turn-out as it was a last minute decision of wanting to have lunch at fish and co and watching a movie afterward.

Hannli pouted his lips, "Oh... yeah! that chinaman loves imitating my american ascent ya?

Chinaman, "that's so not true ya!"

Sufian took my handphone away from me and read my messages! Argh!

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