Top 20 Handsome Guys (Of Those Whom I Know)

Among the 326 guys, these are the final top 20.

Number 20:

Desmond, who works at Popular bookstore, is considered a good friend of mine. He's always there to console me when I'm feeling down, give me advice when I have problems and share funny jokes when he has one.

He knows a bit about fashion and knows what to wear for what kind of occasion. Nice hair-style. Nice smile!

Number 19:

Even though I only know him for barely a month or so, we clicked pretty well considering the fact that both of our characters are alike.

He's easy-going and fun to be with.

Though he may be seen with a stern look on his face most of the time, he's actually quite a friendly guy.

I would like to apologize for having to use this picture. I don't have alot of his pictures, therefore I have to make do with those I have.

Judging from the photo, he has a pretty much lean body; very proportionate.

He's now currently pursuing his dreams of becoming an actor.

Number 18:

My buddy, my classmate and my best friend, Salimie. Though I have only known him for two years, he was one of those few who can click really well with me.

He is one of those first few whom I befriended at the beginning of our tertiary school days.

Charming smile, great sense of humour and blessed with great looks.

Hey, isn't that Erlina, the one who is listed in the Top 20 for the women's category?

Number 17:

A fellow Geminian, just like me. I've known him for a year already and only recently, we talked to each other quite often.

A very chirpy and bubbly guy. He's a fashion designer. I love his drawings; so unique.

His fashion style is extravagant. And he was the wadrobe manager and backstage crew people for the concert by the bay; Nation in Concert.

A well-liked and respectable guy. Cute smile. Charismatic. Funky.

He's very passionate towards high fashion. And he's intellectually challenging.

Number 16:

Derrick is one of my buddies and closest friends during our tertiary school days.

He's witty and has a great sense of humour. He's always smiling even when people tries to dampen his mood.

Very committed to relationship, trustworthy and always will be there for his friend.

Loyal, is the strongest word that I can best describe him.

Did I mention before that I like his hair? Well-toned body too.

Number 15:

I was bloghopping and I chanced upon his. You know ah, he change his blog url so many times that's its so hard to keep track.

Recently, he posted up a picture of his before and now body.

Wah!! He got 6 pacs leh! Don't pray pray!

A very diligent, passionate, dedicated and hardworking paramedic.

Number 14:

Eric a.k.a Imuya. He's a Ayumi Hamasaki fan. If you are to ever ask him to name any of her songs, he will most definitely won't even bat an eyelid.

His CCA; dancing. And he has performed for a number of events including the recent Summer Festival.

I have a few close-ups pictures of him but he once told me he does not want his picture to be posted up. So this is the closest I can get.

A handsome guy with a great body.

Number 13:

I invited him for the concert at Bedok Community Center.

He's my friendster cum blog reader.

He knows how to style himself, has the right personality and I simply loves his charisma.

Photogenic he is.

Though, I only met him once, I think he's a very likeable person.

Meet me up whenever you are free ya?

Number 12:

A Geminian, like me. Recently, he cut his hair. Too bad I did not get to see his long curly hair.

He's a very unique individual. He's a student at Temasek Polytechnic studying Interior Architecture and Design.

So if you want your house to be designed hor, find him lah har!

A very understanding and caring individual.

Number 11:

One of my so called godbrother but now I am clueless of his whereabouts.

A very smart guy.

Straightforward he is.

Before he so called disappeared, he was really protective of me.

Hope he comes back soon!

And now for the Top 10!

Number 10:

[Left] Someone whom I know from Friendster. A Thai guy who is taking his degree in Singapore.

A very nice guy indeed. Once, he asked me if he can get anything for me when he made the trip back to his homeland even though I don't know him that well.

I like his chiselled face. I want it!

[Right] He's my Friendster friend. Cute face, well-toned body.

Number 8:

My tertiary classmate, Algenand. His dressing and his hairstyle makes him look like a Japanese.

During our tertiary days, I never really talk to him for the exception of asking him to pay class fund and decisions making to regards of our class chalets.

Only on the last day of school and during the graduation party, we talked as if we've known each other for quite sometimes and he's not that bad after all.

I always never thought that he, who looks like an ah beng, and acts like one, could be so polite when we conversed.

Surprised!

Number 7:

My secondary school teacher who once taught me Geography.

He is someone who is caring, especially towards his class. A very outgoing person.

He's well-built too.

Once, I asked the juniors who were in the class he taught, and they told me that they would not mind voting him as the best teacher many many times.

Sorry ah, I could not get a better picture of him.

Number 6:

I'm not sure if any of his parents is a Japanese but what I know is that he looks like a Japanese; his hair, his face, everything!

He has a smile that will melt a girl's heart. He speaks many languages, Thai, Japanese, a bit of french, a bit of everything.

He's witty, and computer savy. He's good at badminton, and loves dancing and singing. A near-perfect guy.

Friendly he is.

Rich and powerful too.

Number 5:

Ashton, my closet friend. He, witty and knowledgable, will be taking his N level pretty son and I wish him all the best.

He never fails to make me laugh. He would always brightened up my day.

He has a very wild imagination; always make believe that he has imaginary friend.

Quiet and reserved person he is.

He is a very sturdious person too.

Number 4:

He is none other than my godbrother, Amal. I've known him for 3 years but somehow i lost contact with him for the past one year.

But now I am contented that he's back into my life.

He's a very quiet, shy and reserved person. Sometimes, even as his younger brother, I find it hard to figure out what he might be thinking.

Number 3:

Gregory is my younger godbrother. He ah, always call me ah pek leh! Sobs, Sobs!

He is a very caring and thoughtful chap. And not to mention, generous too.

He bought me a very, very, very big Winnie, the pooh bear (the size of a 7 years old kid) and I checked that it costs almost a hundred dollars.

Touched!

Number 1:

Top 20 Pretty Women (Of Those Whom I Know)

It took me 22 hours to do this entry. These are my thoughts, my opinions. If you are not in the top 20, it does not mean you are not pretty, ya?

Number 20:

Who says big people aren't good-looking? You're so wrong! Look at her! She's one of those very few who carries herself well. Fashion sense - check! Correct make-up - checked!

She knows how to mix-and-match her clothes. She's elegant and have that charisma in her! She has the attitude, babe!

She's pretty and I am not kidding about it. Seriously, to me, she is good-looking!

Number 19:

I don't know her, not even her name but I bumped into her a few times, several occasions with my dearest sister.

Thus, that's how I got her picture. It was from one of the folders in my laptop.

Dear cute girl, if you by chance, reads my blog and do not want your picture to be posted here, do notify my sister and I will have it removed immediately.

^_^

Number 18:

Remember her? Ng Suat Nee Janet...

Good news! I'm already on good terms with her. Hmm.. When was our problem resolved? How was it resolved? Don't kaypo lah!

She is really very talented. She is someone who can play the piano, sings, and good at calculations. She's ambitious and that's a good thing.

This picture was taken, erm, two years ago. How time flies. Now, her hair is straight and longer. And definitely much prettier and skinny!

With her good qualities, it's no wonder she has many guys wooing her. But only one was chosen and they have been together for more than 10 months.

Number 17:

Salimie's girlfriend, NorErlina. I think I did fall for her at the beginning of our tertiary school. But hor, she is one fierce babe! I scared. I very scared leh!

She has one spunky attitude and she resembles one of the malay artiste in Malaysia. I can't remember the artiste's name though.

She has this icy look on her face which will actually rub people in the wrong way if they do not know her well but honestly, she is a very friendly girl. Sometimes too friendly. Not those touchy touchy type lah!

The last time I seen her was at our graduation party a few days back.

With her make-up and her hair cut short and styled, she metamorphisised into one hot babe. She is simply just one kick-ass babe!

Number 16:

Wha lah! If you have read my blog long enough, you will know that she is my dearest sister.

This black and white picture brings out the cute and fun side of her. She always very serious one leh! Don't pray pray!

She looks good when she spike up her hair. But I've never seen her with long hair before.

Don't know when I can see lah!

Number 15:

One of my sister's friend, Iza. She's a mix race; cute smile and has a rather good complexion.

She, just like my sister, is an atheletic. Fit as a fiddle, and runs as fast as Michael Johnson. She's a runner, if you ask.

Evil Twin: How come all the girls here are your sister's friends? Your friends all not cute har?

Me: Got lah! They are featured at the later part of this entry.

Number 14:

Left; Sumanti, right; Devi. They both share the same position. Both of them really look much better than the ones in this picture.

When both of them doll up, you will be going like, "Wah, so chio!"

Sumanti has the figure to-die-for and she, like Erlina, has a kick-ass attitude! Salute this babe!

Devi is somewhat elegant and her rebonded hair is so much better than the previous; curly.

Bubbly, kind and caring she is. She often lends a hand to those in need of help. A true friend indeed!

*Bows to Devi*

Number 12:

Soft-spoken and well-like by many people.

She is a really great girl with cute dimples, great personality and good looks.

Down-to-earth and caring she is. She will always be there for you as a classmate, and as a friend.

Her intelligence and humorous persona scores high and nobody can beat her to that.

Number 11:

Please lah hor, it's not me to be listed in this category.

She, who is wearing a red tudung, not only protrays the elegant side of her, but also shows her cute and bubbly persona.

Not to mention, she is also photogenic.

It's a pity I do not have an indivudual picture of hers.

She has alot of strengths, let it be academically or in sports.

I am really fortunate to have known such a nice girl during my tertiary days.

AND NOW FOR THE TOP 10!

Number 10:

Devina is one of my blog readers. It's been a long time since I hear from her.

From the side view, she looks like Kelly Poon, the finalist of Project Superstar.

I don't know her that well but I can see that she is really supportive of everything I do.

Number 9:

Have you seen this girl before? If you have not, she was the one who handed a gift to Taufik Batisah on one of the Malay shows on Suria.

She even got the chance to shake his hands. How lucky of her.

She looked astounding in this outfit; not to mention, fashionable. She was one of those few who stood out among the girls at our graduation party.

She's charismatic and elegant. She has the X factor.
She's someone who is able to do almost everything; capable and resourceful.

She is always ever so chirpy, not even a single trace of sadness shown on her expressions.

Number 8:

One of my closest friends since secondary school days. She's every so wacky.

Always listens and gives advice to people. She like Aunt Agony like that leh!

Look at her eyes; seductive. Her hair; short and wavy. I like. Haha!

And her fashion sense; fabulous.

It's always great to be around her. Friendly, kind and understanding.

Number 7:

At a first glance, you may think that she is just a chao ah lian but you're wrong!

She's really got a great sense of humour and I would laugh at every jokes she tell.

Caring she is towards her love ones. Never to judge a book by its cover.

She will make a great friend and a great lover.

Number 6:

Supposedly, Chiew Yen ranked at 6 but however I do not have a clearer picture of hers.

Number 5:

She's pretty, elegant, charismatic, rich and powerful.

She only 20 but has already achieved so many things in life. She owns a gift hamper shop, "Seven Vows" and is voted as one of the youngest successful ladies in Singapore.

She was invited to make a speech during the national day rally and was interviewed countless of times by several newspapers.

What more can I say?

Number 4:

If you take a closer look, she resembles like Joi Chua, the uprising star.

Selena is one of my blog idols. I supported her in the MyDreamD8 contest and voted her quite a few times as I like her style of writing. Most of her entries were enlightening and humorous.

Even after when the contest is over, I continued reading her entries @ http://selsel.blogspot.com

She is an inspiration to me.

Look at this picture, look at the pose; simply magnificant, aboslutely gorgeous, stunningly sophisticated.

Number 3:

Pretty and sophisticated. Creative and imaginative. Eloquent and well-mannered.

She has the talents; sings, dances, designs, speaks fluent Japanese language, and many others.

She has a celebrity look; a much prettier version of Stephanie Sun (Not that I am saying Stephanie is not pretty).

Number 2:

This picture was taken when we were at the Summer Festival.

The girl who was selling beer looks really, really cute! I'm really smittened by her.

It's not because she's dressed so sexily but because she has a great smile.

I noticed she wore bracers anf for the fact that I like people who wears bracers; it's just a turn on.

She do have a certain resemblance to the Taiwanese singer, Makiyo.

Number 1:

Jaishree... A girl with the brain and bronx. *Bows*

Signing Off,
Shah Rizal Isaac

Evil Spirits Begone!

Now, it's the seventh month ghost festival and like what the chinese believes, it's the time whereby ghosts and spirits are set free from hell and to wander on Earth. It is wise for them especially the children not to go out late at night.

Food and drink will be offered at night outside the gates of houses. This is so that the ghosts do not enter their houses and cause trouble. A traditional food made for this festival is steamed sweet bread. Lanterns are lit to help guide the ghosts to the feasts set out for them.

Special paper money is also burned as offerings to these ghosts so that they can take it back to hell and spend it there. To make sure that these souls stay out of trouble, entertainment is set up round the clock, mainly Chinese operas performed on outdoor stages.

Another belief among the Chinese is that the dead return to visit their living relatives during the 7th month and thus they prepare a sumptuous meal for the 'hungry ghosts'. The Chinese feel that they have to satisfy the ghosts in order to get good fortune and luck in their lives.

During the 7th month, the Chinese offer prayers to the deceased relatives and burn joss sticks. In Singapore, it is a common sight to see entertaining 'wayang' shows and concerts performed on outdoor stages in some neighborhoods. These events are always held at night. There is a belief that this entertainment would please those wandering ghosts.

I was rather unlucky to have stepped onto the jossstick which was lying on the ground. I gasped in horror thinking to the fact that I might have offended the spirits or ghosts.

My friend, Eric a.k.a Imuya prayed for my safety and seeked forgiveness from them. Somehow, during that point of time, I forgot to apologize to those magical being but however, it was accidental. Why would I want to step on the joss stick just to offend the ghosts or spirits? I'm not that free lor!

But later on, I felt rather uneasy as I felt as though someone or something was watching me from afar. It sent shivers down my spine. I fastened my walking pace and left the area immediately, parting Eric as we had to go our seperate ways back home.

I entered the lift and pressed the button when suddenly the lights flickered and began to dim. I was taken aback. I moved a few steps back and close my eyes, not wanting to know what was happenning or about to happen.

I rushed out of the lift as immediately when the door opened. Upon reaching home, I let out a huge sigh of relieves. Thank God! Home sweet home! I thought.

As usual, I would be at the balcony playing games and typing my blog entry when I felt a sudden chill. Afterward, I smell an awkward smell - a mixture of cow dung and rubbish chute. It was really horrendous.

I thought of moving away from my balcony to my living room but somehow, I did not dare to make any movement and my legs were so wobbly to even stand up and walk away.

I closed my eyes and prayed. Minutes later, everything went back to normal; no sudden chillness, no smell. I looked at the time and realized it was already late.

I advanced to my room and sleep.

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"Give me back my wallet!" I shouted to the little kid who pickpocketed me earlier on and was running away.

I gave him a chase and somehow noticed that his skin color was changing by the seconds. From white to yellow and then green. He stopped running and turned back.

Oh! The horror! His face was distorted and I could even see the skull. Soon after, I was teleported to another place. I stood on the edge of one of those HDB flats at Ang Mo Kio.

I am afraid of heights and standing there, at the edge on the very top floor, already sents shivers to me. When I was about to step down, somebody grabbed me by the shoulder and pushed me down.

I screamed!

And then, I woke up! It felt so real. I opened my eyes and saw the green kid resting beside me. Immediately, I closed my eyes back.

Go away... go away... go away... Please, don't harm me!

I dare not move. I opened my left eye slightly to see if the kid was gone but he was floating above me. He knew I was looking at him. He smiled. Then he advanced towards me; his face was so close to mine.

Abruptly, his hands wrapped around my neck and he began to strangle me.

I woke up and realized it was only a dream.

Summer Festival (Natsu Matsuri)

Annually, the Japanese Association in Singapore organizes a special event for Japanese living in Singapore and local Singaporeans; Yes, it is the Summer Festival or Natsu Matsuri which is a funfair-like event where everyone can try out authentic Japanese food and games, and perhaps also gain a better understanding of Japanese people and their culture.

Initially, I wasn't too sure of when and where to buy the tickets from for the Summer Festival. But soon, I was fed with detailed information from Eric a.k.a Imuya who performed a dance in a group at the festival.

We were told that the tickets will be sold at 6 in the evening. But being the kiasu Singaporean, we went as early as 2 in the afternoon to queue for the tickets. I met up with Sora and then advanced to Bedok to meet up with Enzo.

Upon arriving at the Japanese School, where the Summer Festival was held, we were stopped at the entrance by the security guard. Then we realized that the tickets will only be sold after 5pm. Frustrated I was when he did not allow us to even stay in the school.

I glanced at my wrist watch and noticed we had more than three hours to spare before the ticketing booths opened. I, who had to decide on where to go, suggested to travel to Pulau Ubin to have our lunch there, considering for the fact that they serve a large plate of noodles/rice for just 3 dollars.

The trip to and fro Pulau Ubin costs 4 dollars. I must say, it's worth it.

I thought of cycling but my outfit did not allow me to do so.

Come on, how can I cycle in my formal wear; prespiring and dirtying my clothes.

The scenery was just too breathtaking. It was just too fabulous. Obviously, I sat next to the opened window. I was lucky enough to have the seat next to that window as the other windows were faulty or shut tightly.

I thought it would be a long ride but never did I expect it to be such a short journey of at least 10 minutes. Immediately, we proceeded to the seafood restaurant that was located near the jetty.

My stomach was rumbling. I ordered seafood hor fun and coconut drink. I was amazed at how large the serving was for just 3 d0llars and the coconut drink was simply too mouth-watering.

I wanted to order one more but soon realized that I would be short of cash for the summer festival if I were to order just one more drink.

How miserable I could get? No lah! I forgot to bring extra cash out with me...

It was almost four and so we decided to go back to the Japanese school to queue up for the tickets. By the time we reached there, we were shocked to see how long the queue was.

We queued and minutes later, William and Yutaro joined us. It took us 1 1/2 bloody long hours to get through the queue! Sucky!

Left to right: Idil a.k.a Enzo, Terence/Yutaro, Isaac a.k.a Silver and Ivan a.k.a Isvorna.

For ten freaking dollars, we get a free fan and many coupons for the games and food/drinks.

How cool is that HUH?

I think I am dressed too formally; I felt so left out! But hey, I wasn't one of those guys who put on heavy mascara and make-up, like the ones I saw at the festival.

Throughout the night, there were various preformances such as Taiko or drum performances by JAS (Japanese Association of Singapore) Taiko Group and Clementi School Taiko Group, modern dance performances from Changi School and JAS Dance Group, and also folk dances from JAS Folk Dance Group.

But all of us were anticipating the dance that will be performed by Eric a.k.a Imuya and his group of friends from Nanyang Polytechnic.

Preparing for the dance...

Above picture: If you all did not know, they were doing the zombie dance. Really creative of them to come up something like that.

Above picture: The girl seemed to be having problem with her movements. I think she was cramping up. She looked so stiff.

That's Eric a.k.a Imuya, our friend.

Besides the food and performances, Natsu Matsuri is also a time for some special games. One of the favourites and very well-known one is Kin-Gyo-Su-Kui, which can be directly translated to "Scoop a Goldfish".

For those who have not heard of this game, it basically involves an individual trying to "scoop up" goldfish using a very thin piece of paper which breaks easily. This game is very popular among Japanese kids, though adults loves it too. Just look at the queue for the KinGyoSuKui Stall, it is exceptionally long.

But too bad, I did not give it a try.

We wanted to take pictures with girls in kimono or just any Japanese girls. Girls selling beers, can do!

From afar, she looked like the Taiwanese singer, Makiyo. She's cute, really cute.

And she is wearing bracers. MORE CUTER!

I don't care - I have to stand beside her. ^_^

And yet, we took picture with another beer girl. My friends claimed that she was much prettier than the previous but I beg to differ. I still think that the previous beer girl looks more cuter in every way.

And it looked like Yutaro do not even need to go for suntanning. By the end of the festival, as you can see from the picture, his face became tanner.

Blessed Be! (Isaac Ritz)

The Good Samaritan

When I just thought those foreigners are selfish and uncouth, my mindset towards them changed after what happened today. They made me believed that there are still those who are kind and gracious.

I was on board the North-East line train to Dhoby Ghaut MRT station. Since it was only two stops away from the station which I had to alight, I decided to stand instead of sitting and not giving up my seats to the elderly who were standing.

As the train approached the next stop, the cabin that I was in was already crowded with people. There were three elders carrying plastic bags on both of their hands standing at one corner of the cabin when they realized there were no more seats for them.

I wished I could offer help to them but there was nothing I can do at that point of time.I looked around for empty seats so that I could usher them to the seats if I manage to locate.

The old lady seemed weak and fragile. They were standing in front of two bangladesh workers who were happily chatting away and minding their business. I was, however, angry at their behaviors. Come on! Offer seats to the elders! I thought.

But then, I was wrong. Seconds later, they stood up and offered the old lady and the other old man to their seats. The elders thanked them and smiled. The Bangladesh workers smiled back.

I was ashamed of myself for thinking that way, for thinking that they were selfish! How could I? Just because I saw a few uncouth and selfish ones, I stereotype the others?

I would not have that mindset again. Tsk Tsk!

I, myself, is a good Samaritan. Not that I want to brag, but I often donate to those who are begging for money on the streets even if they are cons and I do offer seats to elders, pregnant women and little kids.

When I was at Plaza Singapura earlier, I came across a lady standing near the ticketing counter at the golden village, approaching people; those who were buying tickets.

Unfortunately, those people did not even bother to look at her when she was talking to them and the worst part was that they shunned her away.

I looked at her and believe she was no where close to being a beggar or those people who begged for money like those on the streets as she was wearing very nice clothes and she was carrying a handbag.

Abruptly, I told my friends to station ourselves near her for a while because I needed to know what was going on (Yes, I was being nosey) and as predicted, she approached us.

In her hands were two tickets to a certain show. As she explained further, we realized that it was a pair of complimentary passes to the show, Bewitched.

However, her friend was not able to make it for the movie and since she did not like to watch movie all by herself and wasting her other ticket, she decided to give the pair of tickets to those who are willing to buy them from her.

As I was in a very good mood that day and out of kindness, I purchased the tickets from her and since she did not state how much the tickets were, I gave her 10 dollars.

She thanked us and left hurriedly. Puzzled I was at her behaviour. Maybe she was a con! I thought. Ah! Who cares!

The tickets were of no use to me as I already watched the movie.

Evil Twin: Then why buy the bloody tickets from her since you've already watch the show! You very funny leh! You think you Santa Claus ah!

I decided to give away the purchased complimentary tickets to others. We were looking out for couples or those in twos since it was only a pair of ticket to be given out.

My friend, Sora, then spotted a couple 4 levels below us, quarreling. What a better way for them to work things out by catching a movie. Then, we rushed to where they were and handed the tickets to them with no strings attached.

The lady accepted the tickets and smiled at us but as soon as we left, she started to quarrel with her boyfriend again.

Presumably, I think she threw the tickets away.

Signing Off,
Shah Rizal Isaac

Concert By The Bay

I was thrilled when one of my friends, who was the wardrobe manager and backstage crew for the concert, gave me a pair of complimentary tickets. I went with Ashton, who was formally dressed for the occasion.

Not only the tickets were free, but the seatings were great too. the seats we had were four rows to the front stage; we had a really great view and for the first time, nobody tall was sitting in front of me.

Ah! Now I remembered. It was the 'A Nation In Concert".

Performance by Chermaine Ang as Won't, the Grub, Darius Tan as Can't, the Slug, Pierre Goh as Daren't, the Ladybird, Tony Quek, Christina Sergeant, Timothy Nga, Karen Tan, Hatta Said and Timothy Go.

And also performing are those by over a hundred beneficiaries of the Association for Persons with Special Needs (APSN), the Handicaps Welfare Association (HWA), the Singapore Association for the Deaf (SADeaf), and the Singapore Association of the Visually Handicapped (SAVH).

*Recalls* I think that are all the beneficiaries.

We read the rules and regulations and realized we were not allowed to take pictures. I can't take pictures? I thought. Then how to Blog? I need those pictures! Damn those people who set these stupid rules!

We were rather early. Practically, the theatre hall was only occupied by a dozen of people or so including us. Coincidentally, we saw another friend of us who was volunteering as the backstage crew.

As time passsed by, the concert hall was soon crowded with people locating their designated seats. Before the concert started, I secretly snapped a few pictures of how the concert hall looks like.

It was a magnificant sight. The size of the concert hall was just too overwhelming for me. I felt so tiny, so so tiny.

The lightings, the stage, the smell; they were all fabulous.

"A Nation In Concert" is about changing the self to change society, and about transformation - from indifference and self-doubt to courage and empathy. Through music, drama, dance and the magic of theatre, we hope "A Nation In Concert" will inspire us all to venture beyond our comfort zone and discover the strength within ourselves to change the world for the better.

Seated at the same row as us were the Channel News Asia journalist and News Anchorage. I could only remembered one of their names and that was Timothy Go, who also owns a blog at livejournal.

There were alot of popular and famous people. I was starstruck!

Overall, the performances were great and at the end of the day, I've learnt alot of things.

The show charts a delightful journey of laughter, learning and love. This is a concert drama with a difference. Touching songs, groovy dances and colourful drama set against the grandeur of the transformed Esplanade Concert Hall.

Towards the end of the concert, I cried.

*Sighs*

But hey, I got to take picture with Timothy Go!

However, the picture taken was really blur. Well, just my face...

Aaron! The picture you took is blur! I'm going to kill you for that!

Just kidding.

Anyone who can turn my blurred face into a clear one or anyone who can photoshop this picture into a clearer one, save this picture, photoshop it and sent it to my e-mail @ icyboy85@gmail.com.

I will really really appreciate it!

Signing Off,
Shah Rizal Isaac

Love is Powerful

My unconscious mind is driven most by Love. Everyone has a desire to love. But my desire is rooted very deeply in my unconscious and affects many of the decisions I make in life - whether I am aware of it or not.

I have an energy about me that inspires people to experience their true feelings of love and act kindly towards others. In this way, I and my drive for loving relationships start a chain reaction of positive experiences.

The reason I am driven by love, may be because my unconscious is trying to avoid the opposite of love - hate. I, more than others, may be afraid of experiencing severe discord with others.

That may, in turn, heavily influence my choices about relationships and the way I communicate my ideas, wants, and desires to others. With such a strong orientation towards loving others, my relationships hold a very special place in my life.

My capacity to love may be greater than those around me, and therefore I may have more to give in relationships than my romantic partner does. Remember that this is a gift I have and one most others don't possess.

Though my unconscious mind is driven most strongly by Love, there is much more to who I am at my core.

"Perfect love is rare indeed - for to be a lover will require that you continually have the subtlety of the very wise, the flexibility of the child, the sensitivity of the artist, the understanding of the philosopher, the acceptance of the saint, the tolerance of the scholar and the fortitude of the certain." -Leo Buscaglia

"A relationship is like a rose, How long it lasts, no one knows; Love can erase an awful past, Love can be yours, you'll see at last; To feel that love, it makes you sigh, To have it leave, you'd rather die; You hope you've found that special rose, 'Cause you love and care for the one you chose." -Rob Cella

"Give me a kiss, and to that kiss a score; Then to that twenty, add a hundred more: A thousand to that hundred: so kiss on, To make that thousand up a million. Treble that million, and when that is done, Let's kiss afresh, as when we first begun." -Robert Herrick

"For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul." -Judy Garland

Signing Off,
Shah Rizal Isaac

Pui!

Damn! I scalded my middle finger real bad! The pain, the agony; argh! But hey, this is nothing compared to the hardship that I will be going through in National Service.

PAIN lor!

Stand

Before I go on hiatus, I would like to address two issues. I have to get this out of my head before I go bonkers!

I really think that people should mind their own business, and stop gossiping around and telling tales to others. Not only you will hurt the person's feeling but their trust for you will diminish too.

I tend to be more precarious nowadays as I soon spotted people that are not trustworthy. And sometimes they tend to make the matter big and worst still, they will add salt to the water wound.

And the saddening part is when someone close to you choose to listen to what others might say even if it is not true.

Whatsover, I'll just take it with grace and you'll just have to talk to my hand and I am not talking about anyone in particular.

Yesterday, when I was on the bus, I saw a construction worker (unable to identify his nationality) dashing into the bus's exit at the rear without going through the proper procedure of boarding from the front and paying the correct fare.

Then, he sat at the aisle, blocking passengers from alighting. What a disgraceful manner. He sat with his legs wide apart and wiping his chewing gum which was initially in his mouth to the pole near the exit.

Guess what?

The bus driver did nothing! He did not even bother to look.

Then, 3 hours ago, yet again I met another unruly passenger who seemed not like a local. He sat on the seat opposite me, minding his business and I thought it was still normal till he began to cough and spit out his saliva, with some still dripping from his mouth.

He spitted more than twice. It was really disgusting of him.

I am truly ashame of their behaviors. Hey, come on, you're in our country now! It's not that I am trying to say that we, singaporean are not like that but I've never encountered one before.

Hiatus

I will not be blogging for the next three days. I will be back on Thursday! Sorry peeps! I am busy preparing for my graduation party this Wednesday.

I will be posting up all the pictures on Thursday! See ya soon!

Signing Off,
Shah Rizal Isaac

The Composition

I read my sister's composition; I cried. Haha!

This is what she wrote;

Jason waited for about half an hour for Clare outside her school. Although it was raining heavily, he continued to wait for her. Clare broke into a smile when she saw Jason. They both then quickly looked for shelter and soon engaged in a conversation.

Jason treasured every moment that he spent with Clare even though Clare was always too busy for him. He hardly sees her. Jason trusted her, she seemed to take him for granted. As the days passed, he missed her and tried to ask her out but she was too busy and he tried not to sound so sad. He then went out alone.

Walking around Wisma Atria alone, he could not believe what he saw. Clare was with another guy! He had wanted to hide from her and pretended not to see anything. But she saw him. He did felt cheated. He didn't want to utter a word to her so he shook his head and just walk away from there.

Clare stood there looking at him walked away. At home, he sat alone in his room thinking of his past memories with Clare. He smiled.

The very next day, Clare tried to call him. But he did not reply at all. So she continuously call him. His mother picked up the phone. Her tone sounded different. She was crying. Clare then asked for Jason.

He was involved in a car accident and had passed away. She immediately rushed to the hospital. She cried along the way. Her eyes were swollen. Jason's only parent, his mother, was standing there crying. She passed Clare a letter which was from Jason. She could not look at Jason any longer and so ran out.

She squatted at one corner, reading the letter. Jason understand that she have not done him any wrong. But she could not give him the present or see him for the last time. He died on his birthday.

From then on, Clare isolates herself a lot. She keeps everything to herself. She look so pale and skinny. She is always cooping herself in her room hugging a photo which she and Jason had once taken together.

The Misfortune

If you noticed...

Poor him having to faint in front of thousands of people.

Eeeeeeeeeeeeee!

Oh my god! There's a lizard in my bathroom. I hate creepy crawlies. Just when I am about to take my shower, a lizard appears.

And it's crawling towards me.

Abruptly, I left the premises, still the water running down from the showering host. I left it hanging and now water are spraying out of the bathroom, slowly flooding the kitchen.

And the lizard is still in there, somewhere.

Hey! Who says a man can't be afraid of lizards?

*Remembered an incident*

When I was 8 years old, a lizard crawled all the way up to my groin. I felt disgusted.

It happened in the morning whereby I had to wake up early in the morning for school. I advanced to the sofa, still with my eyes partially shut. I rested on the sofa and decided to rest for a while.

Then, I felt a sudden itch at my leg but I ignored and continued taking a nap. Moments later, I felt something slimy on my underwear (No, it's not precum!).

I placed my hand in my pyjamas and felt something moving. I opened my eyes and was horrified to see a lizard on my underwear.

I grabbed by its tail and swung it to the floor.

Eeeeeeeee!

I hate lizards!

Signing Off,
Shah Rizal Isaac