Great News Are Hard To Come By

If you're a guy and you watch news, do you prefer watching hot sexy babes presenting the news or those decent looking ones?

Well, most tune in to watch news if the lady presenter look like ...


THIS! Yeah, and their noses will bleed, their hands will move.

Or would you want your presenter to be like ...

THIS! Hey, she could be funny okay?

Or ...

THIS?! You know, I would prefer watching her than the hot sexy babe. Sometimes being good-looking isn't all that good all the time.

Sack The Taxi Driver; SHA0514J

This happened on 23rd April. I thought I would let it go but I got angry thinking over it. I tried to forget about the incident but I can't. The cab driver really pissed me off. After writing this entry, I shall make my way down to comfort to lodge a complain. Wait, okay, I think it's too late for that. It's 7 and they're closed. I shall do that tomorrow.

I was late and I didn't want to make my friend wait so I decided to take a cab. I bid my friend, Yahn goodbye and flagged a cab. I asked if he was waiting for any other passenger and he shook his head. I boarded. I told him my destination and off we went. 4 minutes into the ride, I asked him if he accepted NETS.

"Hey, do you accept nets?"

"Yes, I accept NETS." he responded.

I called my friend and told him that I was on my way but my friend did not believe I was on the cab so I told the cab driver to say hello to my friend. He did and said hello.

Afterwards, I thanked him for being spontaneous. Then I asked him if there was any ATM machine nearby my destination. And if there was any, I told him to make a pit stop before going to the designated location.

I also told him that after picking up my friend, I wanted him to go to another location.

Oh by the way, he drove 130 km/h and he was changing lanes like nobody's business.

So when we were about to reach our destination, I asked him politely again, "Can you alight me at the nearest POSB ATM machine so that I can withdraw my cash?"

He brought me to a nearby coffeeshop which has an ATM machine. It was crowded.

"Uncle, it's too crowded, shall we proceed to our location." I said.

At that point, the uncle started honking for no apparent business.

Hey, come on, I mean, it's fucking crowded, and if he stopped at the road, he'll be obstructing the road. I'm thinking for him.

"Uncle you accept nets right?" I asked again.

"No, I WANT you to pay by cash!" he demanded.

"I thought you accepted NETS?" I asked.

"No I want cash not nets!" And he rolled his eyes.

"Then I have to get to the nearest atm machine to withdraw cash."

He got all pissed and drove very fast.

I told him, "So after this we go pick up my friend then go to another location."

"You don't understand how taxis work. You PAY ME first then I decide IF I want to bring you to the next location!"

I was shocked.

We arrived at the coffeeshop again.

I asked, "Can I alight now so that I can withdraw my cash?"

You know what he fucking said?

"Yes, then wait for the fruits to drop from the trees issit?"

I still remained calm. The fucking pissed thing was that he followed me all the way to the atm machine. And the worst thing he did was he asked the people in front of me to make way for me.

I felt really insulted.

I still remained calm.

My turn; the machine couldn't dispense cash and I told him about the situation. We rushed to the next atm machine. This time round, he demanded me to surrender my handphone to him.

What the fuck?

"Excuse me, are you insane?" I shouted.

"Give me your handphone!" he shouted.

Never mind. I remained calm. After getting the god damn cash, I calmly gave him the cab fare.

I ask him, "You said I could use NETS to pay."

"It's faulty!" he said.

Fuck him la, he should have told me at the very beginning.

I tell you, I will make sure he gets sacked!

Happy Birthday To ...

The cake was delivered way to early.

My mum's friend gave her this cake 3 weeks earlier.

But still I would like to say thank you to her friend because I got somethign nice to eat.

Wait, will my mum get the second cake from him?

Wack Her Not

Seriously, you all should give her credits for where she is now. I like her. Seriously I fucking like her blog.

I have bookmarked her blog and I read it daily. How about you?

12 More Days To Death

I freaked out answering the mysterious call yesterday and today when I thought everything would be fine for me, something unexpected happened.

I was drinking my coffee, listening to Beyonce - Get Me Bodied and reading my e-mails.


And there was this mail titled, "Isaac, you have won a Mercedes Benz!"

I was like WOW!

I clicked open the email.

What the fuck? I clicked the exit button!

Abruptly, the mail opened itself again.

Ain't A Fan Of Hers

Seriously, I don't like her at all. I don't listen to her songs. But yesterday, I read an entry from http://bootifulsoup.blogspot.com and watched one of her music videos.

God, I was like dancing to the music! It's like cumming more than 10 times a day!

This isn't any techno song but still, it will make you groove and dance.

Now, pose for the camera now, click click click.

Do the Naomi Campbell walk. Now let's do the Naomi Campbell walk!

Before, After And The Plastic Surgery Me

Brown hair, long fringe, fair looking me 3 years ago. I fucking like this photo of mine.I fucking love my hair! If only I knew how to wear contact lenses back then, it will be fucking fabulous!

After I was enlisted, I grew darker, uglier and spotted with short hair.

Then I grew more darker. I still love my brown hair!

Then again, I was wondering what I would look like if I would go under the knife.

Tadah!

The First Day; Unknown Call

It was a hectic day for me. More weird things started to happen. I was at the balcony, reading my favorite book, Little Red Riding Hood, when my handphone rang.

I hesitated.

What the hell! No numbers were listed. I saw alot of alphabets on the handphone screen, "ISSACSHALLDIE".

I flipped my handphone and clicked the accept button.

I didn't talk.

Oh my god!!

I heard alot of noises from the other receiving end.

And then I heard many voices.

"Bluek! Bluek! Bluek! Meow meow woof woof kill Isaac woof! You have 13 more days..."

Damn it! I don't want to die yet. I need more sex!!

Argh!!!

I swung my hand up and tossed my handphone in the air.

Fucking handphone!!

I'm not going to die that easily!

Erased

My photos were blurred. *Whispers softly* I think they want to erase me from earth. Look at the photos.

I read from a book that if your photos are blurred, you only have 14 days before you are completely erased from planet earth.

But there's a cure. The complicated thing now is to find the cure from that particular person.

Who? I don't know. I don't have much time. I shall start searching.

I had to substitute the previous two photos with a new one because they completely vanished from my blog.

Emotions

I'm feeling really down and tired and crappy.

My love life is a mess...

Someone console me please... I've not been picking up anyone's call lately.

P/S; This lady in the photo below is simply amazing. I know her for 3 years already. Time pass really fast ya? Every time when I'm down, she never fails to be there for me.

The moment she read this entry, she called me.

Thanks Jaishree and I apologize for taking your precious time away from studying.

There's nothing I want to keep a secret from her.

“What are U IN2?".

I suppose I write this post by way of introduction, by way of warning, that the leap into imagination will most decidedly be trippy (no psychedelics required). And that trippy will be the way of things for the next few years at least.

Welcome aboard the rollercoaster. You must be willing to be daring & looney to the point of frisson. (Synonyms: shiver, chill, quiver, shudder, thrill, tingle). Yes, a rollercoaster can be exhilarating.

"The children who swallow the star are the poets - like Yeats or Tolkien - who become wanderers between two worlds." - Colin Wilson

Things slowly started getting a heck of a lot weirder for me last year when a book started writing me on May 2. Weird to the point that this sentence makes 100% absolute sense: "My life is science fiction," my friend assures me.

For forty days straight I wrote about what was vividly occuring within my life, and within my mind. 'Reality', fantasies and flashbacks were all weaved into the unfolding story.

This experience crystallized for me in an unshakeable, visceral, kinetic way that what was going on inside my mind is as tangibly real as what is going on 'out there'.(Hmmm, one day they may start to inextricably blend together.)

I'd tiptoe down the stairs each morning at dawn and open the sliding glass doors to the garden (the sheer spoken word 'garden' transformed the backyard into something much more magically imbued with numinosity) as the earl grey tea with bergamot was seeping and the bread was toasting.

In the beginning, the fantasies that wove into my mind were quite innocent, near normal. They encountered the everyday nature that was on display that beatific April: perhaps I'd see animals and goddesses lounging in the morning clouds and faeries exploring the morning glories climbing the fence.

Nearly simultaneously I'd begun a new romantic relationship with a dear old friend, and sometimes the fantasies would slip into the erotic (in my mind, the beloved and Beloved are fluid). And the erotic spoke of innocence too.

Each day the writing of its own volition started to challenge the conventions of the black-and-white mundane and fantastical categories (not too mention innocent and erotic). Hanging the laundry outdoors one day, I recalled Jack Kornfield's title "After the Ecstasy, the Laundry and immediately the idea popped in, Oh yeah? Hmmph! Laundry can too be ecstastic!!)

Over time fantasies and waking dreams would visit me during the day, not sit patient for dawn and dusk writing time. Symbols in the real world unsheathed their cloaks. It was later I'd learn via the 21st delphic oracle that many of these dreams and symbols were quite ancient and legendary and mythic.

Although well-read because of my insatiable curiousity, the actual fact is my education doesn't have much breadth (alas, Institute of Technical Education). So I had no way of knowing apriori that the things I was independently imagining weren't new at all but dwelt in the universal archetypal Well.

Weirder stuff happened still. And I only mean weird in the sense that if you have a certain fixation of what reality is and how reality should operate and what perception is.

By the time I got to day 40, I was all too ready to set the pen down. Too wild an adventure, even for me. I don't feel that way any longer, yet I forceably turned my back on imagination for months and months afterward.

Though, if you have a shaman's soul, well, it's only a matter of time before it feels familiar.(You can only turn away for so long. She's a charmer, she is.

And gifts aren't meant to be kept. Gifts are meant to be given.)

The urge of suspense gets stronger. . .

Family Outing Once More

I was elated that I'm spending time with my family once more before my schedule gets really hectic in the coming weeks.

I try not to wear the same tee-shirt again.

I should not have inflated my nose. It looks big!

We went to watch a movie.

First time in many months I watched movies at Lido Orchard.

What is Beauty To Me 'N' You

As we all know that beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder because the eyes are our windows to our soul. I may say Picasso's art is a lot of fuzz but for some peolple it is a signature of beauty.usually what our eyes denies our soul sees it.

My definition of beauty is our clean heart, Pure heart is beauty for me.
The general answer is beauty is a quality of a person, object, place, or idea that provides a perceptual experience of pleasure, affirmation, meaning, or goodness. The subjective experience of "beauty" often involves the interpretation of some entity as being in balance and harmony with nature. This leads to feelings of attraction and emotional well-being.

A common idea suggests that beauty exists in the appearance of things and people that are good. A good apple will be perceived as more beautiful than a bruised one. Also, most people judge physically attractive human beings to be good, both physically and on a deeper level. Specifically, they are believed to possess a variety of positive traits and personality characteristics.

The stereotype, "beauty is good" has many significant counter examples. These include such things as a glacier, or a ruggedly dry desert mountain range. Many people find beauty in hostile nature, but this can be bad, or at least unrelated to any sense of goodness.

Another type of counterexample are comic or sarcastic works of art, which can be good, but are rarely beautiful. Additionally, people may be good and not beautiful, or beautiful but not good.

Further, people's skills can develop and change their sense of beauty. Carpenters may view an out-of-true building as ugly, and many master carpenters can see out-of-true angles as small as half a degree.

Many musicians can likewise hear as dissonant a tone that's high or low by as little as two percent of the distance to the next note. Most people have similar aesthetics about the work or hobbies they've mastered.

Tell me something...

Would you see gorgeous-looking people mixing with ugly people?

My answer; No because I've been there, not as the gorgeous looking one but the one that is being looked down upon for being ugly.

Unedited Before Photos

You must be wondering who the girl in the photos might be? If you're resourceful enough, you should know who she was. This episode was so so long ago but till now even my friends asked me if she did go under the knifes to adjust beauty.

You should know who I am refering to.

By the way, isn't Dawn Yang pretty in the previous entry?

Dawn Of a New Age

I used not to like her despite of her being really beautiful and all. I always thought that she's just another shu nu. But I was wrong. I read her blog and slowly analysed every single entry.

She's a fun loving girl who likes to party ad enjoy life to the fullest.

Seriously, she isn't that all bad. I've met her a few times; she's always all smily. So what's there to hate about her.

My bad, I was wrong. My persception of her has changed.

Struggling

I'm not too happy with life at the moment. I'm bombarded with unexpected turn of events. People whom I know doesn't seem to trust me that much. Ever since I came back from Taiwan, I learned to speak the truth.

I'm not a very happy person right now.

There are other things that are plaguing my life right now but I shall not disclose them.

I'm binging on ice-cream.

This is the 3rd container. I think I'm going to be sick.

Handphone-Free Day

We are always using our handphones to message, to call and to play games. And when we talk and abruptly, our handphones beep, we have to excuse ourselves from the conversation just to pick up the call.

So why not have a handphone-free day on Saturday?

I shall switch off my handphone. I shall not be interrupted or disturbed by one phone. I shall off it the whole day. I will not get to hear all those ringings and beepings, at least, for that day.

If you want to join me, you're gladly to do so.

No using of handphones on 28th April!

This is going to be fun, well, at least for me. So I apologize to anyone who tries to reach me on that day.

P/S: Life isn't always perfect!

David Beckham's Nude Photos

So I was asking myself, "Why would they (famous people/ celebrities) want to pose nude on magazines and internet?"

If they are doing it for popularity sake, then it's so so wrong. If they are doing for charity, then this isn't worth donating for.

There are the nude photos that are artistically taken.

Okay, not that shabbily taken.

And those that are not.

So why are they doing this?

The Ten Cute Poses

Doing the 10 cute poses wasn't that easy for me. I did not know how to pose for the 8th and 9th cute poses. A warning to all of you, if you're eating, don't eat when you're reading this entry.

Cute pose #1

Most of us have and will also do cute pose #2!

Japanese people will always do cute pose #3.

Yeah, Kawaii-neh! Pose # 4!

Cute pose #5

Cute pose # 6 reminded me of me telling people to call me.

Good looking hor? - Cute pose # 7.

Okay, this is tricky. I don't know how to do the # 8 cute pose. I assume that it will be this pose then.

I don't know cute pose # 9 too.

Cute pose # 10


So did anyone of you puke? But hey, if there are mistakes in whichever poses, correct me by e-mailing me your photos to correct my previous pose.

5 Most Hated Things

I hate to pretend to be good always. I don't want to be 'plastic'. Sometimes, when I am doing the correct things but people just think otherwise and scold me for thinking that I've made mistakes, I'll just pretend to smile and say, "oh ok, I shall improve on that".

I've never said NO to anyone before.

"Hey can you print these papers out for me?" And I will reply, "Yeah, sure..."

Now, I shall not be too kind, too gentle, too passive. I don't want to preend to be good always. I want to stand up for me. No more of these nonsense.

I hate my gums. If you noticed, my upper gums are not pink. That's why I don't often smile. Is there anyway to make them pink again?

The moment I laugh or smile, for those who just know me, they would ask me the same question, "Why is your gum black? - Do you smoke?"

I hate people keeping taps on me. The more they want to know my whereabouts, the more I will keep mum. I don't like people on their radar 24/7. It's kind of constricting my freedom.

I hate to camo my face. Yes, in army you have to camo your face if you are having fieldcamp. I fucking hate camo. It's disgusting.

I hate people who assume. Imagine when I've done nothing wrong, he/she keeps on telling me that I had made that mistakes. Stop assuming and ask me instead.

Now it's your turn to tell me the 5 things you HATE the most...

St. James Power Station (Fabulous)

Last Sunday, I went clubbing again. Yahn and I went St. James Power Station. I've never clubbed there before so Yahn decided to bring me there.

Yahn's shawl's nice right? Eh, looks familiar...

The above photo; Jimmy and I. I swear I was going to chop that fingers off.

Young and I. Someone remove those fingers please!

Faiz, Wan Cheng and I. The above photo really look very mysterious as if there was a spirit in the photo. Can you see that ghastly white thing on the photo?

Much better!

Vest; $70 (Borrowed from Yahn).

Shirt from RiverIsland; $63

Jeans from Attitude Emparo; $55