Chinese New Year At Mediacorp

It was a blastful Chinese New Year! I was ushered to the Chinese New Year with a great time at Mediacorp.

Thanks to Brian, I've got three tickets to the Chinese New Year celebration at Mediacorp. I wasn't that starstruck, ya?

I didn't get a chance to say hello to Patricia because she was busy.

We received a goodie bag.

Nothing much.

Just jewelries from Citigems.

Outing With Samuel Bro / Obscenity

A few days back, I met up with my godbrother, Samuel. It's been a long time since I met him and I thought it would be perfect to meet him now since my schedules allowed me to.

We didn't really went to any place nice. It was the usual haunts of many teenagers; Orchard.

Yes, open your eyes bigger SAMUEL!

Somehow, I didn't look good in both photos. Nevertheless, I enjoyed his company.

Hmm, ... BJ Massage?

Oh!

You see, I went in and asked, "What kind of massage do you provide?"

She said, "We use the mouth to massage."

How Many Cheesels Can You Put In My Mouth?

Seriously, I've got nothing better to do, so I decided to challenge myself; how many cheesels can I stuff into my mouth?

This is hilarious.

Challenge me.

No prizes for winning me though.

Crazy Daytona Racer

They called me the crazy daytona racer. I was at Downtown East and we played the Daytona Cart. I played more than 6 times because it was such a thrill. Each time I went there, I've never had the chance to play the Daytona Cart but yesterday, finally I tried it.

At first, it was really scary. I had to drive the cart. Afterward, after driving the cart for more than 3 times, I felt confident, I felt like a racer. I drove like a madman. A guy whom I overtook shouted at me, "Wah, I like your driving style, cool sia!"

I won't be updating for the rest of this week. Take care!

Chingay 2007; The Many Beautiful Cars

One of the best things in life would be me being able to see all the beautiful Chingay cars upclose. It's the best thing that can ever happen.

Founder's Keeper And Free Meal

Guess what? I found a Jean Paul Gaultier wallet lying around on the seat in the bus that I boarded. I was like, "what the heck?" I scanned the wallet and realized it was still brand new. Why would anyone leave their wallet anyhow?

I open the wallet's compartment and realized it was empty. Damn!

Ah! I got it!

He must have dropped his wallet while getting up from his seat. He did not realize that he had dropped his wallet. So the passenger who was sitted beside him saw the wallet, took out all the money, cards and whatever shits and left the wallet there.

But why would anyone be so stupid as to leave evidence behind?

Whatever la! I found the wallet. It's mine.

Woohoo, I have a new branded wallet.

Free MacDonald meal anyone? *Smiles*

Did I tell you I have been seeing wallets falling off from people's pockets but they managed to retrieved them back.

The Similarities Between Kate Bowsworth And I

Kate Bowsworth's a really gorgeous-looking actress. Though I've watched only one show of her's that is Superman Return, I thought she was not only a gorgeous-looking but also a great actress. I didn't realize that the color of her left eye differs from her right.

Still pretty. But if you want a good definition of pretty then Rachel McAdams fits the bill.

Anyway, I've been wanting to tell all of you a secret of mine that I've kept for quite some time.

My eyes are just like of Kate Bowsworth. Left; black. Right; Blue. Thus, I decided to wear blue contact lenses to make it even.

Photoshopping Credibility

I've got a new hobby and that's photoshopping. I'm not really a pro at it but I'm not that bad either.

They always say I needed a mcuh more bigger eyes and sharper nose, then I'll look good. Seriously, I'm not for plastic surgery.

This was my before photo.

And this is the after.

Er, ... The smile look plastic.

"Without The Make-Up"

Most of the celebrities, without their make-up, they look different in a bad way. They look ugly. They are much better of with make-ups. They should doll themselves if they do not want to look ugly. Take for example Barbara Streisand, and Britney Spears in the latest show, Celebrities without make-up. They look ugly.

Like them, I look completely different when I don't comb my hair and wear my contact lenses.

Stage 1 - Barenaked face.

Evil twin, "Is that you Issac? You look atrocious."

Stage 2 - Waxing of hair.

Evil twin, "How long do you take to comb your hair ah?"

Stage 3 - Styling of hair.

Evil twin, "Wah..."

Can you shut up already!

Stage 4 - The finishing touches.

Evil twin, "You look better."

And the finale...

My blue contact lense.

So like I once said, I really feel insecure going out without combing my hair and wearing my contact lenses.

Mannequin 101

He likes to pose, even when I'm setting up the tent. Very irritating leh! (Just joking). If I were to pose next to him, he will make me feel really low about myself. Standing beside him, (fyi, he's 1.80) makes me feel short.

This, though not his best photo, he manage to outshine me.

You know what the above photo is indicating to you?

Yahn, "I already open my leg wide wide, SUCK MY DICK!"

I was about to raise my hands and do the peace sign but Yahn abruptly squealed, "You do that peace sign of yours, I'm going to beat you to death!"

I decided not to.

Yahn, "Ah, tent is set up. What a relieve."

"Oi, you even never lift a finger to help, still want to whine so much!" I said.

New Blog

http://issacritz.blogspot.com

So Suddenly (Something Personal)

Ring Ring.. (My handphone kept on ringing when I was in the toilet). I grabbed the towel and dashed out to get my handphone, "Hello, who's that on the other line?"

Silence. The person on the other receiver kept quiet.

"Hello..." And then I looked at my handphone to see the caller's number. "Huh, no number. It's anoynomous."

"Hello..."

I heard a voice, very faint but still can hear what the person was saying. I replied with a hello and asked who the person was. There was absolute silence again. I was getting really pissed. "If you're not going to talk, then I shall hang up."

Seconds after, the person hang up.

Rude!

I put my handphone on the table and was about to have my shower once again when the phone rang again. Was it the same person who called? I thought. Prank calls! I grabbed my handphone and clicked the answer button, "HELLO, who are you?! Do not keep silent as for I am already pissed with you."

"It's... it's me..." replied the person.

The voice, so familiar.

"It's me ... It's me, XXX. I'm sorry."

"You... Why did you call me again?"

*Let's name the caller L.

"I'm sorry for leaving you for my studies. I know I shouldn't have. I came back a year ago only to know you are together with K. But I know I still love you. I miss you alot." confesses L. "And when I was about to leave for Australia after my short holiday in Singapore, I saw you at the airport, hiding behind one of the pillars. I saw you."

"Cut the crap." I retorted.

"But when I walked towards you, you ran away."

"I'll hang up if you continue this crap..." I shouted.

"You were wearing the necklace I bought for you. I saw you wearing it at the airport. Why? Was it because you still have feelings for me again." said L. "I waited for the postman to bring me a letter. And I waited for the good lord to make me feel better. And I carried the weight of the world on my shoulder."

"Let me get this clear to you. 5 years ago, we dated for a year and got together and spent 9 months together. It was so perfect but you destroyed everything. You only told me you were to leave for oversea's studies days before the actual day. I was stunned with your answer. I was so angry with you for not telling me earlier."

There was a short pause.

"And you told me to keep holding on and to keep our relationship alive even when you're overseas. You said we can work things out even when you're on the other side of the globe. Disappointed when I knew from a friend of yours that you were sleeping around."

4 years passed and just last year when I thought I had it all with K, you came back again, wanting to acknowledge me back when you clearly knew I was already attached.

You know I have a weakness; soft-hearted.

You got to my heart again after K decided to patch up with M. And when you did manage to tug my heart, you left. You left me stranded again. What do you want from me?

"I will be coming back at the end of March."

I hang up the phone.

What If God Was One Of Us

I didn't know this song actually existed till I found it in my laptop. My sister downloaded. I thought it would be like any other songs but I was wrong. This song has meanings.

Just that, I was wondering whether this song is more to the Christians?

Nevertheless, it is one of the best songs I've heard this year though it is an old song. Music videos that are worthy of listening and watching, I shall upload them here for your viewing pleasure.

What if God was one of us? What would you do? What would you ask Him?

How Death Can Affect Us

There lies the body of Anna Nicole Smith even when she’s dead, the news kept pouring in. There's the battle for her baby girl; who's going to keep her.

Burning questions of how she died. Was it drugs? Was she so high? Did she had too much sex the night before?

Suddenly, someone’s death became so news worthy!

I wonder why not so famous people became one night famous when they are dead?

Technically speaking, she wasn't that popular to begin with. I mean, yeah, she did playboy, a guess model, married to an old rich man, and a few movies. But is she that famous?

I doubt so… but now, when she’s dead, people just want to dig out her past!!!

When I read Yahn's blog (http://phunktv.blogspot.com), I saw that sentence, "Finally, she's dead."

Remember the Taiwanese actress who died of a car accident? She wasn't that popular to begin with either. It's only after she died, her face just splashed all over the papers.

Why only when they are dead, they become popular?

My Choice For Zoe Ready

At Mediacorp, there are 7 Heavenly Princesses namely, Dawn Yeoh, Jeanette Aw, Felicia Chin, Jessica Liu, Joanne Peh, Rui En and Fiona Xie. But only one of them can only take over Zoe's throne. Who will be the best candidate?

Well, maybe it won't be either of the 7. Maybe it's ...

You can never know that a guy might just take over Zoe's throne. I have the potential too.

My best bet will be...

Felicia Chin.

I will be rooting for her at Star Awards. She made it to the top 10 last year and she will make it again this year. Of course, I won't forget Patricia Mok. I'll vote for her too this year.

Felicia Chin evolved from Baobei to the girl next door and the next big thing.

Without Paying

I knew I could take the cab without paying. I boarded the cab from Tampines to proceeded to my designated location, my house at Redhill. Knowing that I was already cashless, I still boarded the cab.

I tried not to look at the driver in the eyes as for I did not want him to memorize my face. Cunning I was, I know. Let this be the first and last. But it was pretty fun because you're anticipating for what might happen next.

I asked the driver if he would accept nets but he replied with a NO. That was the answer I wanted to hear.

"Uncle ah, you wait for me here can? I go to the atm machine to withdraw cash first."

The driver nodded his head without having second thoughts of letting me go. I walked at a normal pace until I reached the atm machine. I ran as fast as I could and make a fast turn to my block.

I escape without paying.

And the fare was $22.45.

Somemore, it was a Mercedes cab!

And it was during the first day of Chinese New Year. I've ruined the driver's Chinese New Year. Now I feel bad.

Chinese New Year Outing

I went to Jeff's house in the afternoon. Seriously, it's really redundant for us to do duties during festive seasons. A load of crap! I had to do my duty yesterday and it suck!

Ah! Jeff's mom bought alot of flowers.

And food! Now, there goes my dieting program.

Afterwards, we proceeded to Jeff's grandmother's house at Aljunied Tedious it was since I had to travel from Redhill to Jeff's house which is at Tampines and then to Aljunied.

Beautiful decorations.

The uncle asked me too many questions from where I was from to what I work as and to how old I am. Irritating la!

Good thing about me is that I get to celebrate Hari Raya and Chinese New Year. That will double up my hongbao and green packet collections.

Then we proceeded to Sembawang to meet up with Jeff's friends at his house. I get to know new people; Leo, Andy, Keith, Desmond and the rest whom I have forgotten their names.

The dishes were mostly vegetables. (Hmmm...)

Chinatown; The Buzz During CNY

I can't possibly upload every single photo to blogger. It's too tedious. I collaged them instead. A few of the photos which I think does not need collaging, I'll upload them seperately. The decorations at Chinatown this year were fabulous.

Jeff and I walked from Singapore General Hospital to Chinatown Shopping Center. Crowded it was and tired I was.

Seriously, I don't know how to read the chinese word. I am capable of speaking but not writing. What's that word ah?

I look fat.

We're like taking photos every 10 seconds.

We were taking photos like everywhere!

If only I weren't that lazy in primary school, then I can read Chinese words with ease.

I thought this was cute. And the boy kept staring at me.

I pouted my lips.

Now imagine Jeff being a little boy.

The Perception Of Beauty

Before

After

No wonder our perception of beauty is distorted.

You; My One And Only

Yesterday, I went out of control. I was raged because I was sick in the stomach. I kept vomitting. Yahn, you crazy horse! He let me drink Long Island Tea which was like a very strong alcohol and a not-so-good-drinker like me had to drink half of the glass.

I puked so many times; toilet, street, table etc. I wasn't with my significant other. It was Chinese New Year and of course, I wouldnt want my significant other to spent the time clubbing. I asked my significant other to go home.

When morning came, I was already so tired and sick. I could not think well. I called my significant other many times even when I know my significant other would not pick up since it was still so early in the morning and nobody would wake up that early.

Minutes after calling, my significant other called me back and asked about my well-being. I, on the other hand, feeling so sick, threw my tantrums on my significant other, even hurling vulgarities like the F word to my significant other.

I was touched that despite all those hurting words, my significant other still maintained the composure. I cried knowing that my significant other cared for me so much. I felt bad. I felt as if I've let myself down. I felt that I've let my significant other down.

Now, I shall write this entry promising my significant other that I would not drink anymore. I would not scold or hurl vulgarities at you again. I felt guilty that I scolded you during Chinese New Year.

This entry shall remind me of all the stupid things I've done so that I won't repeat the same mistakes. I promise myself that I will only club with you and my close friends, Yahn and Aldo. Apart from that, I will not anyhow go to clubs.

Because I am in love with you.

Because I already have you. You are my one and only.

More Sweets, More Money

They say the more sweets we buy, the faster we can get lots of cash. Is it true? I bought like 200g of sweets. Despite having toothache, I still bought those many sweets.

No la, I ate quite a few already before taking the photos.

Indeed, it was true. I was eating at the Indian Muslim shop and for the first time, they can actually give us discounts at such places.

Well, though it's only 30 cents off, it's still money right?

Everything's Normal Again

After two weeks of turmoil at home, everything finally went back to normal today. Tired I was with this cherade but just today it all ended. Was it for the better? Yes. Absolutely yes. If most of you don't know yet, I kind of like 'run away from home'.

I had to confide in Jaishree, take refuge at Aldo's house, seek advices from Jeff, and get company from Yahn. These mentioned people are those who will always be there for me. They are what I consider as true friends.

The two entries pertaining my personal life has created worries among all my friends. My phone kept on beeping. At the end of each day, I would be like receiving a whooping 45 - 75 messages. That's alot I must say.

You know, I'm a stubborn guy. I won't give in readily.

I told myself that as long as my mum or dad message me to ask me to go home, I'll obediently go home. If not, I'll stay put outside.

It was really tiring for me for the past two weeks because I have not been sleeping well. I had to sleep at places that I wasn't comfortable to sleep at.

But now, I am at my comfy home.

I fucking love my bed!

Chinese New Year Gifts

My batallion gave me two Mandarin Oranges and my officer gave me a red packet.

Iniside the red packet was a lottery ticket. All the sergeants from my platoon bought lottery tickets for their men at their own expenses.

Are they the winning numbers? I will find out on Monday.

My significant other gave me a pair of angel fish!

Fanatic Blog Reader

I was checking my stats counter and the number of people visiting my site. What surprises me was that there was this particular reader who read almost all my entries. He or she read all my entries in my past archives.

Fanatic sia!

It scared the shit out of me. This blog of mine is not yet known to quite a number of people especially those from other countries. I have not indicate a direct url from my previous blog. I will do so soon.

I have this wonderful static counter which can track down the number of people visiting my blog, how long their visits were and where they come from.

So if you do not want me to find out that you're reading my blog, just type my url instead of clicking my blog url link from those blogs that linked me.

Good Luck And More Freebies

I received 3 gym membership passes which I can use three seperate times. How cool is that? I don't gym. I hate it but since I have membership passes, I might as well use them and not let them go to waste.

I nearly got the correct answer for the guessing game at 98.7fm. Darn it! Well, it was close. There is still a next time. I can't always win everytime. I was like tuning in to the radio today and decided to join the game for fun. Hey, I don't really listen to radio.

Let me see, I received red packet from my officer. A red packet which contained a lottery ticket. I thought it was cash leh but stilll lottery ticket is pretty alright already.

I thought of collecting my lunar new year freebies (two packs of ang pows, a Madarin Orange carrier bag, a VCD, cookies, freagrance and $10 Heart Spring voucher) at Century Square but I'm too lazy.

I always receive a pair of free passes to Zouk to catch the MyDreamd8 finals.

And seriously, I've slide my way out of trouble umpteen times this week. And I mean alot problems that were complicated, I manage to solve them.

Now, I'm more decisive. I apologize to myself for writing all this crap on my new blog. I shall update my blog with more happy stuffs.

I shall push this blog of mine to the limit and nobody can stop me.

I Shall Not Be Restricted

I am not a person who can be kept in a dark room for too long or I'll panic. I'm claustrophobic. I don't like to be confined in small places. Bring me to one and I'll bash you up (just kidding).

Anyway, that's not what I'm going to talk about today.

I don't like to be restricted. I don't want people to keep tabs of me. I hate it. Don't ask me sensitive questions or stupid questions after reading my blog. Questions like, "hey, you go hotel for what? For sex ah?" or "You go xxx with xxx..."

These questions irritates me.

The more you restrict me, the more I will rebel. I'm a good nature guy but if you push me too far, I shall retaliate and create havoc. You don't want to see that side of me.

I do have a fair share of friends and foes. So I don't really care how people look at me. I do not care of you talk bad about me. I don't care about all this. But if you try to restrict me, probe me questions and mess with my life, I shall retaliate. I shall not tolerate all this.

Oh, don't play pretence with me. Don't call my friends or call me and pretend to be someone else and ask questions pertaining to my life.

I fucking hate it.

On a side note, you want me to come back home, then you have to stop asking me stupid questions and create havoc in my life. You may be smart but I'm smarter. Stop interfering with my life, stop pretending to be Michelle or stop asking Michelle to keep tabs on me!

I know what you're doing. So once you're ready, let me know.

P/S: I'm just fucking prmoting my blog at IRC. I'm not there to seek sex or any other funny things.

Giving Up

I thought that was it. I thought I would fall out from the exercise because I wasn't feeling well. I vomitted a couple of times. I was like, "Oh shit!" The first few kilometers, I was abosolutely alright. But as I walked on, I began to vomit.

Sergeants were worried and asked if I would want to fall out. I said a stern no quite a couple of times till I could not take it anymore. I collapsed to the ground. And that is when I decided to fall out. My platoon commander was informed and immediately I was attended to. He was worried. And seeing that from him, I told him I was fine and with a bit of determination left in me, I continued walking but with lesser loads. My platoon commander helped me carry my medic bag. Guilty I was.

It was a test for me.

Each step I make and each time I felt faint I comforted myself, "Please guide me the way..."

I wanted to cry. Because I wasn't feeling well for the past few weeks and till now I have not recovered yet.

But I promise to my love ones that I will take better care of myself. I missed Valentines' Day but it does not really matter to me because I've celebrated it in advance and to me, everyday is a Valentine's day.

Now, I am blogging at Marina South after celebrating Chinese New Year and having steamboat with the batallion. Bloated I am. I am feeling way too tired now. Probably, I shall blog more later. As for now, I shall have my sleep and then meet my significant other!

Valentine's Day Vibes

“When you look at love, you're looking into the face of appreciation.”

Love is Accepting.

Acceptance is labeling someone as "okay" and having no particular desire to change them. Who they are is perfectly fine with you. You pose no condition on whether you will love them or not. This is call unconditional love. When your love IS conditional, the moment they step outside your set of conditions, love evaporates.

Love is Appreciating.

Appreciation is one step beyond acceptance. Its when your focus is on what you like about another. We look at them and feel this sweeping appreciation for who they are, their joy, their insights, their humor, their companionship, etc. When someone says they are "in love" with another, they mean their appreciation is so enormous for this person that it consumes their every thought.

Love is Wanting Another to Feel Good.

We want those we love to be happy, safe, healthy, and fulfilled. We want them to feel good in all ways, physically, mentally and emotionally.

How Do We Express Love?

We don’t always express our love. Love is a feeling and the expression of that feeling is separate. It’s an action. There’s a practical reason we don’t always express our love for another. It’s an issue of TIME. We only have 24 hours in a day (if you make it up that way).

If the expression of love was a core ingredient to love, we would have to be stingy with who we loved, because there simply wouldn’t be enough time to demonstrate our love for everyone! If you see the distinction between the feeling and the expression, you can then love endless numbers of people.

Before & After

This is BEFORE. Sides and front were long and abit messy.

This is so raw! I can't imagine uploading photos of me without my usual waxing of hair, and contact lenses.

I look hideous. It's like girls without their makeups.

This is AFTER. Sides and front were trimmed.

My before-hair looks fugly!

I should diet more. My face look fat!

So raw!