2008.

Alas, so it has come to pass that another year has gone by without so much as a "hello" or "farewell".

This blissful, yet somewhat sad 365 days have been a sight to behold from where i am now, sitting infront of the screen, my siblings playing with the dog in my room, thinking of ways to make the next chapter of my life a more meaningful and memorable one. Yet i am stuck, stuck with this tight knot in my chest, stuck with the year 2008 and simply refusing to let it pass me by..

But as we all grow up, we remember the good and bad times, the best and the worst, the Mr.Ong lectures and the Mr.Ng controlling the entire school attempts. And these times will be what we depend on, what we look back at when we travel through time and space, through the infinite cosmos into.. 2009. From the very first entrance into class 5/2 to the final day the guys and i spent in that stuffy classroom, walking around in our boxers, painting the walls in orange, which by the way will always remind me of "Orange-loving Joyna Chua".

The uncountable times i slept at the back of the class, amid either Grace Low's chattering or Ms.Zaidah's robotic voice. The rebellious episodes when we reprimanded the teachers for reprimanding us, the hilarious chapters of 2008 when we took pictures of Yan Xiang drooling in his sleep, all over the table. And who can forget the Michael's oh-so funny actions that make him semi-retarded from an "Alex Yap" point of view. Then of course there is the "Alan Law aka. SK" escapades in the guys' toilet, and the radioactive waste he left behind in that tiny room that almost made extinct the Crestian population and started a new Ice Age.

Soccer was always the main event of each week, provided that i was present that day, which i almost always was. Knocking the little carbon ball around with my mates, namely Firdauz, Faisal, Amirul, Michael, Dzakir, Zulhelmi and of course the ballet-dancing/clown-fooling/classroom-drooling/soccer-wannabe, Ng Yan Xiang and that signature pair of glasses that never failed to fall off his big head once every two steps. Sometimes we won, and sometimes we lost. Sometimes we got hurt, sometimes we inflicted massive head-wounds that caused concussions of epic proportions that eventually led to death by "soccer ball to the head/groin". Yet the 5/2 boys always stuck together, there was never ONCE we had one of our own on another team, we always played as a team, scored as a team and triumphed victoriously as a team. Boots or no boots.

If i wasn't playing soccer or trying to come up with a revolutionary way of embarrassing Yan Xiang and destroying the school's reputation(if any) at the same time, i would have been in the Art Room. I'll always remember strutting past the little side room of the Art Class and turning left, through the main entrance, into the room where i've spent so many days of my miserable life in. The scene that'd greet me would be either many or close to zero students inside, either busily painting or sketching away listening to the new Coldplay song or just Mr.Ling doing what he always seemed to be doing when i stepped through the gateway into the artistic realm, using the laptop. To all the times i got my hands, shoes, pants dirty and the occasional face painting session, courtesy of Valerie, i really wished from the bottom of this beating muscle in my chest that i could have continued disobeying Mr.Ling and drawing mangrove trees and bald eagles and on Zulhelmi's sketches and whatnot.

And then there's the "Chronicles of the 5/2 Boys", taking place ONLY during recess time in the canteen, and occasionally the toilet. It became a third home to us, behind our real homes and PRCS as a whole. When we were finally allowed a breather and escaped the clutches of the teachers and the impending doom that signalled the end of our adventures in class, we would make our way down to the canteen. Sometimes quietly down the stairs, when all of us had just woken up from our slumber, sometimes creating noises that broke the sound barrier, when we had been awake all the while, busy cursing each other in class or getting Yan Xiang to toss crushed newspaper articles at Jeremy upfront and seeing the look on his face when the teacher confronted him. From the worth-your-money chinese food to the expensive-with-crappy-rice malay food, we always cut queues, only on very generous occasions would either Alex or me decide to queue up, much to the dismay of Mr.Singh when he arrived to usher us to assembly and realize we were only half done with our food.

To all the people and fools that made this past year a sight to behold, to all the people and weirdos that make me who i am, and finally to all the people and friends, and brothers, and sisters, and teachers, and mentors, and past-loves, i say Kudos! to each and every one of you for making this past year without doubt the best time of my life. To friendships that will never cease to be anything less, to relationsips that will always remain throughout the calm AND the storm.

I love each and every one of you for making my life what it is, for making me who i am, for giving me life in times of death. For stretching out your hand when i had sprained my ankle. For messaging me at the precise time my bus reached my stop just to wake me up. For holding my arm while we watched the fireworks under the drizzling rain. For believing in me when i had already lost sight of the light at the end of the tunnel. For passing me the soccer ball that eventually led to my one and solitary goal for the entire 2008 season of "PE Soccer". For making me laugh so hard on so many occasions that my eyes watered and i doubled over in histeric laughter that took a full 5 minutes to recover from.

If i had a hat, i would take it off to all of you.

I love you all, and to you 2008 : don't forget me.

Insight into the kid.

From Sally and Suee, long overdue.

The rules and regulations:

1.Each player of this game starts off with 10 weird things/habits/little known facts about themself.
2.People who get tagged need to write their own 10 weird things/habits/little known facts.
3.At the end, player needs to choose 10 people to be tagged and list their names.
4. No tag-backs.

10 weird things/habits/little known facts about me.

1.I've got tattoos, running down my chest, arm and shoulder. So there, hate me.
2.I bite my lips alot, i don't know why. I can't seem to stop either, Obsessive Compulsive Behaviour perhaps?
3.I've always claimed that blogging was for losers, guess i'm one too.
4.My PSLE Aggregate score is 214, barely made the cut into PRCS my year.
5.I'm a Liverpool fanatic, now and forever! You'll Never Walk Alone, haha!
6.I like to pretend i'm a drummer when i listen to songs!
7.I like being rebellious and risky, it adds a spark of excitement to my life.
8.I aspire to be a Vet in the future, hence the Veterinary Science target at TP.
9.I like the color Yellow.
10.I hope to get married at the young and ripe age of 21 years old, haha!

My 10 people:

I'm too lazy, the game dies with me!

Intuition.

Okay, so Christmas day wasn't as perfect as one would assume.

I came home after work to find my Husky gone and my Dad watching television and with no possible explanation whatsoever on how she managed to free herself from the house. I'm still thinking my Dad let her out, wait.. he's not even a Dad to me! But all's well, i got Ivory back!

Then walked 45 minutes through East Coast Park, through all the happy campers and weirdos stuffing chicken wings down their throats faster than their stomachs can digest. Met Darryl and Alan, took a cab(which we ran after like dogs and ice cream trucks) back to E!Hub where we had Subway(Turkey Breast baby!) and watched Twilight. It's the worst movie i've watched in awhile, seriously. So all you avid Stephanie Meyer fans out there, stick to the books.

Y'know, i always imagined spending Christmas with you. Instead it was with my good friends. What does that tell you? Nothing actually, absolutely nothing..

The anatomy of life.

Life isn't "then", neither is it "when". Life is "this", "here" and "now".

I'm happy.

I'm happy for my dearest friends. I'm happy for everyone around me. I'm happy for those that are happy. I'm happy for my family. I'm happy for the lovers who have just gotten back together. I'm happy for the husband who just discovered his wife toy-boy. I'm happy for the children that run around at the neighbourhood playground. I'm happy for the early bird that gets the fattest worm. I'm happy for the seagulls that find their mates. I'm happy for magicians that successfully execute a trick. I'm happy for the woman who just found her wedding ring under the sink. I'm happy for the boy who just leveled up in Maple. I'm happy for the kid who finally turned 10 this December. I'm happy for the baby that finally stopped crying. I'm happy for the people out there who have finally realized Santa's never gonna' make their wishes come true. I'm happy for Lady Sarcasm that runs loops around Pasir Ris.

I'm happy for you.

Beautiful.

Your eyes are off-the-hinge.

Reminiscence.

I ran into her yesterday, and all those memories flooded into my brain. She said she was fine. She sure looked fine to me, all dressed up and looking awesome. It's been what, 3 years? Okay maybe even more since i last laid my eyes on her. And boy has she changed, what used to be baby fats is now tanned skin and a body with the curves. Dressed in a light blue dress, she looked absolutely stunning although i had no idea why she was dressed for the occasion. Her hair was what caught my eyes, it used to be all curly. Now it's wavy and silk-like, the way a girl's hair should be. We chatted for awhile, reminiscing about our younger days when we used to play together in primary school, when we ate pizza together on her birthday. I still remembered she gave me a pen with my name on it. She asked me whether i still had that pen in my posession, which i replied with a sad "No".

Still wondering whether i'll be allowed to go to school tomorrow to see the sec4s take their 'N' Level results. I'll just show up outside school and try to sneak into the hall.

For the new to come, the old must go.

Work today was totally crappy, i can't remember how many cereal bowls and cups i broke. At least Taufiq the manager just laughed it off, to my many sighs of relief. What's more i dropped the cup of hot chocolate i was preparing, seriously clumsy pls. I was having a normal and jovial chat with Nadyah, until she told me she was MARRIED and had a DAUGHTER. I was like, wtf wtf wtf? *stares at her in disbelief* And i thought we had something special going on Nadyah, ahaha!(just kidding :D) Anyone interested in having a romantic dinner at Desire, the Scarlet Hotel restaurant? Well, they've already started preparing for Valentine's Day 2009, it's a 6 course meal with complimentary champagne, but here's the catch. The predicted price PER PERSON is around $512. Yes ladies and gentlemen, not $5.12 or $51.20 but $512!

And i messaged mrNg, he says he'll get clearance for me to be a full-timer during the secondary one orientation camp at school next year, meaning i'll be helping out and entertaining little lower sec kids. Muahaha, Joycelyn and co. are most probably involved too, it'll be soooo fun! Can't wait for next year, so many revelations and discoveries await my friends and i. First to come would be the 'O' Level results, then joining an entirely new school. Then the orientation camp. Oh man, 2009's gonna' be one heck of a year, hopefully similar to 2008 but yet totally different. More action and adventures, minus the heartbreaks and heartaches. And of course.. less of Yan Xiang's drooling in classroom episodes.

Color my senses cherry Red.

I'm just delirious, because you were never serious. You're so infamous for leaving me a mess.

Love.

You could be happy, but i wouldn't know because you weren't happy the day i watched you go. And all the things i really wished i had not said, are played on loops until it's just madness in my head. Is it too late to remind you how we once were? But not our last days of your silence and my errors. Most of what i remember, makes me absolutely sure i should have stopped you from walking out the door. You should be happy, i earnestly hope you are. You made me happier than i had ever been by far. Somehow everything i own smells of you, and for the tiniest moment i wish it's all not true. You go ahead and do the things you've always wanted to, things you think make you look cool. More than anything i wanna see you grow, into a fine young woman with happiness, confidence and love no matter where you go.

Gravity of my Universe.

Haven't been blogging lately, too occupied with the hustle and bustle of everyday life of an adolescent male living in a metropolitan S'pore, amidst the economic crisis and environmental pollution, which by the way is killing us a cell at a time.

Working at Chijmes was great, made a bunch of new friends who all knew me before i even got to know them because of some silly incident of which i do not wish to remember. Jessie was extremely funny, eating the leftover wedding cake in the kitchen. Started work at Scarlet Hotel today, morning shift starts at 7am and ends approximately around 12pm. I'm basically the Bartender, i make all the drinks for the guests of the hotel, who by the way have to be filthy rich. From your usual Cappucino to something you might not be used to seeing like Sourz Apple wine. Farid and Marv from work are extremely friendly, especially Farid when he tries to act gay with the china dude.

Can't wait to get Ivory from the pet shop, she'll be the newest addition to my family although my parents still do not know i'm getting a 4 month old female Siberian Husky as a early Christmas present to myself.

Either you live and learn, or you crash and burn. But you must always gotta have the strength to pry your way out of the wreckage and rebuild what's left, always. Do what you gotta' do, for the sake of your loved ones and for the ones you love so desperately it hurts to see them hurt themselves.

I've got a distinct feeling you're the one.

Haven't been doing much today, woke up at like 11am. Been using the comp right up to now. Played quite a few matches of DotA. Then moved on to watching the drama "90210" online. It's a really great series, haven't finished the entire thing yet though. But i will soon! And for people out there who haven't heard of a band by the name of "Augustana", you should not waste another second. Go tune in to their music, they're really awesome and i'm hooked on their songs. With country/soul songs like "Boston" and "Hey Now", anyone who listens will feel the same way i do about them!

Rest. Shame. Love.

These few words keep reverberating in my mind.

I'm the blood in your veins.

I'm the cold when it rains.

I'm your heart when it breaks.

I'm the truth to your lie.

I'm your tears when you cry.

I will love you day and night.

Fishes in the sea, are abundant.

The 180 event by Victory Family was quite interesting to be honest, definitely wasn't as bad how i foresaw it would be. No cult rituals and sacrifices taking place at any altars to some demon goddess, right Joyna? I met up with Alex, Yan Xiang, Philbert and Darryl at the entrance of WhiteSands, then we made our way to Tampines Interchange. That was the rendezvous point set by Beverley and Shannon(who was wearing a shirt i wanna' buy!).

They shouldn't smoke actually, it's bad for health and it pollutes the already choking and suffocating environment, TSK! After their little environment-polluting session, we hiked over to Century Square for lunch. After the munching, insulting, complaining how little Alan ate and how much food he wastes, we went back to the Interchange and there we saw Nikki, Joyna, Shannon, Beverley(who left earlier with Shannon) and Jaena. While the guys stood there, blocking people's road and getting pissed off stares from some disapproving man, i chatted with the girls. Nikki and Shannon left to buy a cake for who i found out to be the emcee for the "180" event later on, Gladys right?

At the event, which is at Yishun, we realised there were many people, almost all teens and youths. And the thing is, everywhere you turn your head, you'll see some really beautiful girls. And Yan Xiang as usual, starts fighting with Alex to try(in vain) to attract some of the pretty damsels' attention. I think i might join Joyna's church, just to see the girls again. Yes i know it's punishable by God's law to go to church just to possibly enhance one's love life. If that's the case, you gotta' do better than just striking me with lightning dear God.

We played UNO and Murderer in the Board Games Room, which is located just beside Manicure Booth, which i didn't get the chance to experience, partly because those people were serious about painting my nails with some color that probably wouldn't compliment my skin tone. I was playing UNO and talking to Hui Min on MSN at the same time via my phone, and that stupid girl mistook me for another Chris! Even while sitting down i noticed this poor and lonely and really pretty girl standing at the doorway doing nothing. She had long hair(wooo!), was wearing a backpack which was really cute and she had that like rebellious kind of look on her face. I'm pretty sure Yan Xiang was looking at her, hahaha loser!

After the games everyone was ordered out of the room into the hallway. The main event was about to begin. And Joyna came to me and she said : "Oioioi, come here! Alot of pretty girls hor? Come come, show me which one you think is pretty, i wanna' know what's your type!". Silly girl sia Joyna Chua. And she wasn't lying because if you were with me yesterday, you'd be amazed by the fact that so many cute/pretty/beautiful/hot girls could even be in the same room and not start fighting to be crowned the "Fairest of them All". There was a group of girls standing beside us, and us means the guys. As usual, Yan Xiang purposely stood right beside them and tried to pick a fight with me, dude you gotta' pick up new tricks to getting noticed man. Darryl was in a trance, and kept staring at this one girl, who was pretty but looked too much like an ahlian for my liking, and he got caught! As in, the girl caught him staring at her and he was cursing, out of embarrassment!

The main event was okay, some huge room with a stage and music and some Pastor with a hilarious sense of humour preaching. There were games and a dance competition, which region 11/12 won hands down. Prizes such as a digital camera and an iPod Nano were given out to guest of the event. After everything had ended, we stuck around for more girl-scouting, babe-watching and chick-capturing before we went downstairs. And there was this one girl in particular, whom we met right at the start before the event, at Tampines Interchange. She's really good looking, height, hair and all but Joyna told me she was Sec1, which is like baby compared to me, hehe! And that perverted Philbert kept commenting about her bag strap and how it flattened her chest and i was like : "Huh? What the hell has that got to do with me..". Sick bastard you are Philbert! Okay to cut an already long story short, we returned to Tampines Interchange with a group of church friends via bus 969. From there we took bus 21 to Downtown East. I walked Joyna home, a trip which she claimed was very long but was infact extremely short, then i rejoined the rest meaning the guys, Beverley and Shannon and Lavette and some girl from PRCS. Had dinner at Subway, actually i only ate 3 chocolate chip cookies. Chatted with Beverley and Shannon on bus 12 until Simei(where they got off). Went home. Watched Chelsea lose to Arsenal at Stamford Bridge(YES!). Slept.

The city of Manchester(sucks).

It's a rivalry that has polarised a city for 127 years, where the Reds of United take on the Blues of City. Always a highly anticipated, hotly contested affair, the match is one of the highlights of the season not just between the players, but between fans as well.

The match provides an opportunity for United fans to remind Blues supporters just how many trophies Sir Alex Ferguson's men have won in the past decade. And it is a chance for City fans to tease United stalwarts that their club is not actually in Manchester, with Old Trafford situated just outside the city boundaries. Much of the rivalry is also built around the debate of which club is the more successful, with each having extended spells of dominance over the other. United have been a force in world football since the 1990s, with the standout highlight being their treble winning campaign of 1999. However it was City who were the most successful during the 1960s and 70s, winning several major trophies.

The history of the derby stretches back to the 12th November 1881, when St Mark's entertained their visitors, Newton Heath LYR. The Heathens ran out 3-0 winners, and so a passionate derby was born. St Mark's would be renamed Manchester City while, over time, Newton Heath would take the name that would become synonymous with football the world over - Manchester United.

Since the Premier League was formed in 1992, United have had the upper hand, winning 12 of the 22 derby matches. Four of City's five wins have come at home, with the fifth being their historic 2-1 victory at Old Trafford in the 2007/08 season. There has been five draws. Since the turn of the millennium, arguably the most memorable contest between the two came at Old Trafford last season. On the 50th anniversary of the Munich air disaster, City completed the league double over their rivals, having already beaten them 1-0 at the City of Manchester Stadium earlier in the season. On an emotional day for all connected with the Old Trafford club, a minute's silence was impeccably observed, with both sets of fans given scarves to mark the occasion. United, in a replica kit circa 1958, lost their first match to City at Old Trafford since Denis Law helped to relegate his former club in 1974. Eriksson's men completed an historic league double over their rivals thanks to goals from Darius Vassell and debutant Benjani Mwaruwari. United's Michael Carrick scored an injury time consolation, but it was not enough to prevent City from denting United's title hopes. The Blues will be hoping they can stretch their impressive run against their neighbours just that little bit further when they take them on at the City of Manchester Stadium on Sunday 30th November. Fresh from a rousing 3-0 victory against Arsenal, Mark Hughes' men will fancy themselves to pull off another upset.

I was hanging up my laundry when i looked into the washing machine and saw my ipod earpiece. They went through an entire cycle, yet when i plugged them into the computer, they worked just fine. Guess when they were made, the manufacturers foresaw that idiots like me would leave the earpiece in the back pocket of our pants, so they made them washing machine-proof. Hah..

Hilary "Hypocrite" Clinton!

Guess what? Hilary Clinton, wife of ex-President Bill Clinton has been named as the new Minister of Defence by Barrack Obama! Y'know, it's such hypocrisy that makes our world so interesting and controversial. There used to be fiery battles, centering around politics, heated rallies with Americans, shouting in support of the speaker's every word. Now, everything has faded into the distance, now America is ready for a new ruler, one who will be revolutionary in his stride towards world peace, saving the failing economy and most of all, stop the fighting of troops in the Middle East. That is the promise the first black President, Barrack Obama has promised. Hilary Clinton and Barrack Obama used to be enemies on the political front, now they're practically eating out of each other's spoons. So you see, that's the irony of the universe. If someone shows you an open door, people will snatch the chance without even thinking about their past relationship.

America - Without doubt the most powerful nation in the world. Yet they are also biased, biased beyond reason! They have numerous submarines, patrolling the waters of the world, each containing dozens of nuclear warheads, each with the power to kill 50 million people, 1/3 of the population of Russia. Yet, they choose to meddle in the nuclear affairs of countries they consider a danger to the rest of the world ; North Korea and Iran. What gives them the right to boss these countries around? What gives them the right to demand that these lesser nations terminate all nuclear activity? They claim that they cause such interruption because they are looking out for the rest of the world, acting as protectors and safeguarding the remaining nations. Yet without such nuclear power, these drought plagued, epidemic struck countries are finding it hard to even have a proper meal. All this happening while the Americans sit in their fancy restaurants, expensive suites eating caviar, salmon and what not. Who is the terrorist, who is the one starving, who is the one claiming to fight for the greater good?

Everyday i spend with you is the best day of my life.

Another quiz, from Joyna(hottie)'s blog!

Layer 1 : On the outside.
1. Name : Christian.
2. Birth Date : 25th July.
3. Current Status : I don't get the question.
4. Eye Color : Dark brown, almost black.
5. Hair Color(s) : Off black(that's what my Mum says).
6. Right or Lefty : Lefty!

Layer 2 : On the Inside.
1. My heritage : My Mum's S'porean, My Dad's Korean.
2. Fears : Have no fear, Christian is here!
3. My weaknesses : I tend to be too merciful, always giving in to people.
4. My perfect pizza : Hawaiian, definitely!

Layer 3 : Yesterday, Today, Tomorrow.
1. My thoughts first waking up : Bloody hell, why couldn't the dream continue until the part where i kiss her?
2. My bedtime : Nowadays it's always around 1-2am.
3. My most missed memory : I can't really remember what happened during my secondary 3 life, but those are the most missed. 3/4 - 2006!

Layer 4 : My Pick.
1. Pepsi or Coke : Coke!
2. McDonald's or Burger King : Burger King.
3. Single or Group Dates : Single, definitely!
4. Adidas or Nike : Vapouuuuur!(Nike).
5. Tea or Nestea : Teh Peng!
6. Chocolate or Vanilla : Chocolate, but only if it's ice cream.
7. Cappuccino or Coffee : Cappuccino!

Layer 5 : Do you..
1. Smoke : Nope, *cough cough*.
2. Curse : I swear to god i don't fucking curse.
3. Take a shower : Okay, stupid question. Who came up with this quiz?
4. Have a crush : Yup!
5. Think you've been in love : Who cares when it's already over right?
6. Go to school : Not right now, sob sob. *waves to PRCS in the distance*.
7. Want to get married : Hell yea!
8. Believe in yourself : That depends on the situation.
9. Think you're a health freak : I brush my teeth once a week..

Layer 6 : In the past.
1. Drank alcohol : Yes, on those special occasions only.
2. Gone to the mall : Who writes these questions, stupid person.
3. Been on stage : Most recently, during my O's paper. Guess i was talking too much.
4. Eaten Sushi : Yes ma'am/sir.
5. Dyed your hair : Never, doubt i ever will.

Layer 7 : Have you ever..
1. Stripped : Wouldn't mind actually, but for a fee!
2. Changed who you were to fit in : I like myself the way i am, no changes.

Layer 8 : Age you're hoping..
1. To be married : 21, muahaha!
2. Get a job : Godspeed!

Layer 9 : In a girl.
1. Best eye color : It's not the color that matters, it's the emotions.
2. Best hair color : It's not the color that matters, it's how it smells.
3. Short hair or Long hair : It's not the length that matters, just how it looks when a gust of wind blows by(but i love long hair).

Layer 10 : What were you doing.
1. A minute ago : Hanging up some laundry.
2. Hour ago : Calling someone a noob while playing Dota.
3. Hours ago : Dota(it's an obsession).
4. 1 month ago : My math paper i think, can't rmb!
5. Years ago : Who gives a shit.

Layer 11 : Finish the sentence.
1. I love : Cameron Diaz.
2. I feel : like hugging her forever.
3. I hate : Posers.
4. I hide : her in my closet when my parents are home.
5. I miss : not having things and people that i've let go around me.
6. I need : Your love. A suitable job. A Macbook.

Cantonment ah, cantonment.

I told Joyna i'd do her quizzes, so here goes.

1. List four random items you have.
an iPhone(woo!), a yellow pencil box, a yellow wallet and an EZ-Link card.

2. Have you ever slept in the back of a car?
Is a back of a van counted?

3. Have you recently dyed your hair/cut it?
Just got it cut, on the day of Graduation Night to be precise.

4. List four people that you look up to the most.
Truth be told, i don't look up to anyone. Period.

5. How many pets do you own as of now?
Ng Yan Xiang = 1 and a half pet.

6. Which do you prefer white or black?
Black, only shirts though.

7. Who is your most played character?
Knight Davion aka. Dragon Knight on DotA!

8. Choose one or the other, not both : Being stuck on an island with a friend. Or being stuck on an island with 5 acquaintances.
Being stuck on an island in the middle of the Mediterranean with a friend, a close friend that i'm starting to fall in love with(female of course).

9. Name three aspects that tell who you are.
Cheeky. Rebellious. Independent.

10. If you could have a power what would it be?
I wanna' be able to shapeshift into anything or anyone i desire.

11. Who was the last person you talked to?
My sister.

12. Who was the last person you said "I love you" to?
Christine, but i said "love you too" only. Does that count?

13. Write down the first 5 words that pop into your head.
Your head or my head?

14. What's one thing you wish you could do better?
Be bolder in admitting my true feelings.

15. Do you like the way you are?
Of course i do, i wouldn't trade me for anyone else.

16. Choose : summer or winter?
Summer, when the leaves turn into the same color as the sky before the sun disappears into the horizon.

17. Rain or snow?
Rain.

18. Water or ice.
Water.

19. List two odd things about yourself.
I'm always biting my lips.
I can't seem to stop harassing and making a nuisance of myself when i'm around people.

20. Which are two of your bad habits?
I can't sit still.
I think too much.

Tag 6 people who should do this quiz.
I'm cutting down on question 19, answer number 2. So do it if it pleases you.

What if i say i'll never surrender?

If love were a species of bird, she'd be the most beautiful of all nightingales.
If love were a wave, she'd be the tallest of all tsunamis, like the feelings that wash me over when i see her.
If love were a television show, she need not be a blockbuster movie, just the very show that i could watch over and over again.
If love were a war, i'd be the commander of her fleet, her army.
If love were a species of dog, she'd be a bulldog, protective of her owner and not afraid to show her feelings.
If love were a building, she'd be the Louvre Museum of Paris at night, where the starry skies watch over her.
If love were a clothing size, she'd be size 6, just nice for my arms around her waist.
If love were a side dish, she'd be Kimchi, a right mixture of sweet, salty, sour and bitter, perfect with rice.
If love were a color, she'd be the brightest of yellows, yellow like nightingales, yellow like the butterflies fluttering in my insides everytime i catch a glimpse of her.
If love were a choice i got to make, i'd love her day in day out, no regrets and absolutely no chances i'd let slip.

Hippy chicks. Sassy dudes.

Hottest girl ever to walk the grounds of PRCS. Joyna Chua, i'll forever remember your funny actions and extremely lame jokes. We'll always be good friends okay? You have a special place in my heart my dear friend.

Latifah? Hope i spelled it right, I'll miss all the times we've had in art class. Umaimah, Suhailah and you, really hilarious. Continue staring at chinese boys okay? Hahaha! When i go back to visit next year, i'll see you in a sec5 class girl!

Shazreen! Shazreen! Shazreen! Prom queen aka MsCrestian! I'll miss smiling at you when we see each other along the corridors, while we're walking up the stairs and in the canteen. You look wonderful, it was my pleasure to have taken a photo with you babe! (:

The only Malay boy from my class that bothered to turn up, screw the rest of em'. Faisal, take care bro. I'll miss all the times we've had together, talking about soccer at the back of the class during lessons and definitely the awesome Thursdays after school when we played soccer together. Don't let what other ppl around you say get to your head, you're smart and you know it my friend!

Hey Grace! Thanks for letting me sleep every single chemistry lesson, hope it doesn't come back and bite me when i collect my results. She was always a great inspirer, no matter how bad my reputation in school was, she always said i'd grow up and be someone great. Thanks alot cher, i'll come back and visit you okay? Just stop calling "ah di".

This picture Weiji extra, i taking he just suddenly sehbok and join in, tsk! This is Mrs Pretty Sheri, taught me in sec3, when i was at the peak of my cheekiness. Ask students of 3/4 2006, they'll explain. Well, she has never shouted at me, never. She'll have a place in my heart as a godmother, take care my dear pretty!

June Henry, i'll miss the times when we happen to meet each other at the school bus stop. Then she'll ask me stupid questions that she already knows the answers to. She used to be the stuff of nightmares when i was in lower sec because i always played truant during cca timing. Sorry for the mess i made.

Taken at the E-hub toilet, i wasn't ready actually. I tell you Guo Xin thinks he's so suave, i wanna' kick him in the nuts so hard.

Outside Subway at Downtown East. I wouldn't allow them to take the picture without me. The sandwich was absolutely awesome. *licks his lips*

Mr Ling Yang Chang, best art teacher ever. His only rival would be Mr Razak. I really wanna' thank this special man for all the hard work and effort he's put into all the art students. He's ill and yet he painstakingly comes back to help us out. Thank you for the Gustav Klimt inspirations and the orange fishes. He hates Mr Ong too, no surprise there.

Coffee Express at around 3-4am. I'll miss seeing these faces from Monday to Friday from 7am to 2pm for the rest of my life. Friendships are forged. Brotherhoods are decreed.

Special girls Jia Hui and Denise. I walked halfway to 230, then suddenly decided to turn back and get a photo with them. Mustn't let something slip away. Was super happy i went back. See Alex's arms around them? That was supposed to be me you flirt!

Wonder whether Jia Hui will read this or not, muahaha! Two Mighty Short girls! They said they just happened to be passing by when they realised it was prom night. Yea right, you two were looking at guys right? Tsk.

Pretty woman, walking down the street! Prettiest nerd in the world hugged me first, so i returned the favour. She looked fabulous that day, stunning too. Boys don't drool alright, she's got high standards and many criteria that you have to meet should you wanna' date this girl. She'll grow up to be a fine young woman. Still rmb she cheated me in mahjong. But nevertheless, i'll miss her dearly. But she'll be fine, there're many boys waiting to catch her if she falls.

This is one spoilt kid i tell ya. Dennis ah Dennis, don't step pro in dota all the time. One day i'll put together a team that'll thrash your sorry asses back to momma. He's another i'll be seeing in a sec5 class next year, for sure.

Now this, is one special man/teacher/mentor/guardian/friend. Home tutor of 5/2, and forever will be. I wonder how many times when we assembled outside our classes for flag raising, and he's there telling my friends and i to keep quiet for just a few minutes so we won't get into trouble. Usually we obey, for like 2 seconds then we start talking again. He has a unique voice though, very soothing and serene. He always tells me the other teachers speak highly of me and have placed high hopes upon my shoulders. I won't let you down sir. I salute you my dear teacher.

Up till now, i still don't know whether Shahira is the class chairperson, or does that position belong to Nikki. Anyway, she's been with me for 2 years now, although i've known her for quite some time. She, coupled with her best friend Surianna always tease me, and i'll really miss them both after we go our seperate ways. I think i still owe you 2 bucks for the class fund right? Haahahaaha!

Let's just say, Pasir Ris Crest Secondary School would be a much nicer place without this man/tormentor/lecturer on stage/proud piece of shit around. But i do have to thank him for letting me come back to school although he expelled me in the middle of 2006. Mr James Ong everybody!

Gayboy, Mr Azhar. I still rmb the Rasputin song he played in my class when he was reliefing when i was sec3. I better go find that song soon, hahah! Was looking for Mdm Phyllis Tan when i stumbled upon him in his office packing something away. Or was he watching porn, it's for the audience to decide. His voice is so weird, there's like something stuck inside his throat or smth, i don't know for sure. But anyway, he'll be remembered too for sure. Wonder why so many female students and ex-students have a crush on him. For god's sake he's so gay!

What can i say? I've known this doggy since i entered prcs as a young boy aspiring to be someone big in this world, and now i'm leaving prcs as a rebellious young man and he's still there. Many would say, i spent 4/5 years in secondary school. But not this person, he'd say i spent 6 years(and possibly one more) in PRCS. We've had our fair share of arguments and fights(most notably the one during chinese class when we were sec4), but we're always brothers. Right Belvin Tan Beng Kok?

This is the best and worst English teacher you can get in PRCS. Good because he gives you a shitload of nonsensical jokes and lame stuff. Bad because he contradicts himself by reporting you to the discipline committee even though he claims he's fighting for the greater good. He taught me when i was sec3, and i don't rmb handing in much homework because even though he gave out threats, he never collected homework. So boys and girls, let's just pray hard and hope he is/isn't your English teacher next year.

One thing i really feel was downright unfair to me during my time at PRCS was that i was never taught by the one and only Ms Jennifer Chua. She's so old that she calls everyone "kiddos" or "children". She's got a great sense of fashion actually, which is extremely rare and almost extinct in teachers nowadays. I'm pretty sure if she had taught me Combined Humanites, i wouldn't have rushed like a rat running from a cat on the day of my SS and Geography exams to remember the facts. I still remember she wanted to punch me on the day of the prom. All because i told her not to eat too much or she'd get fat.

Greatest math teacher ever, thank god she took over our class midway through the year or we'd all have failed maths without even needing to collect the results. She's like a mother to me you know, and she's never once raised her voice at me let alone our class. Thank you for staying back until 12am in school to teach me math a day before paper 2. My cumulative graph question is sure to get fulls marks. I'll be visiting you often so don't miss my presense Mum. I'm still looking forward to going to your house(where your hot niece will be) and baking those oreo cheesecakes which could become a worldwide hit someday!

Know the advertisement where the chimpanzee goes : "Hi, i'm Paul!"? No.. Okay nvm forget it. This is Mr Paul Ng, he used to be so lenient until he was appointed Discipline Master. But he still closed one eye when he saw us doing stuff around the school that would usually get a normal student prosecuted and hanged. I wonder what he's doing with his hand, am i that hot? Muacks.

Okay guys, that's about it. There are a few more, i'll have to search through other students' blogs and friendster to obtain them. I'll be writing a thousand word essay on my time at PRCS, and it's wonderful staff and students really soon. As for now, that's all i have. Have to rush off to a wake now, meeting at 7pm, and i'm already running late.

As for my stalker, i know she's reading this right now, hahahahah! Meet up some time aight? You know who you are honey. And i'm not sad okay, i'm just feeling deep and sensitive right now. Sometimes i lie on my bed at like 2am in the morning and i just can't go to sleep because thoughts of my life at PRCS flashes in my mind, and i don't want to ever leave that wonderful place y'know?

Shower time. Care to join me?

Arrest the young and rich.

I think i'm gonna' give up on finding that lost charger. No more prom photos, boohoo. They weren't very nice anyway. I wasn't even in the mood to smile, it's like a plastic "wear-on" face. I don't even know what to say. I'm fresh out of the shower, hair still wet and messy. I'm half sittiing, half falling out of my chair. Got a can of coke and wondering what to say after this sentence. Hmmm, oh yea! I need a job so if anyone has any recommendations, kindly let me know. I'd prefer jobs that actually involve interaction, not like picking up phone calls (weimin's suggestion). Something like waitering at a restaurant would be awesome. And somewhere with lotsa ppl, not some freaking weird place that no one bothers to even think about. i want a new environment, i wanna meet new people!

Diabolical dragons dancing deliriously.

The following pictures were taken by this special special girl. Joyna Chua! Happy now kiddo? The credits are all yours! (:


Look look, i should've won the Whittest Teeth category, not Jordan!


Iced Lychee. Or was it Longan?


Cheryl i think, or is it one of the many girls you have?


Belvin : So how's Cheryl and the kids?
Alex : Cheryl's fine, so are my 1349734591 kids.
Belvin : Wah, you guys really have wonderful nights in bed huh?

Erm Alex, mind giving me some of your Soursop?

Sorry i haven't gotten my prom photos up yet. The charger for my Canon camera mysteriously disappeared. I'm suspecting foul play here. But have no fear my dear audience, i do in fact have some photos, taken by Joyna Chua who happened to be sitting infront of me and messing with my iphone. Taken after prom night, in the wee hours of morning at around 2-4am. We were at Coffee Express, eating dessert and chatting. Shannon and Beverley joined us too, where've you been you madly-in-love fools!

Oh btw, if anyone knows how to put movies into iTunes, kindly contact me. I've asked Beverley and her way doesn't seem to be working. Maybe i'm doing smth wrong. Seriously. How to put movies into iPhones. Let me know, let me know!

Fathers be good to your Daughters,

Prom photos and dedications can wait.

This is for all your guys out there, and i mean every single one. If you love her, don't ever let her go, you got that? Because a man without a woman, a female companion, is as good as a goldfish out of it's bowl. You'll never have the satisfaction of calling her your own when you're with your friends if you don't acknowledge the fact that you're in love, in love with the girl of your dreams. You put aside your pride for one moment, you put aside all your previous loves and you just be yourself when you're in her mesmerizing presence, you hold her tight and never let her go. Because fights will come along and hinder your progress, but these disagreements and arguments are outshined by the good times you and her will share in due time. Because in the confusion and the aftermath, she will be your signal fire, and the only resolution and the only joy, is the faint spark of forgiveness in her eyes. Boys, you can be strong and soldier on. But you boys would be gone without the warmth from a girl's good, good heart. So you guys, please look after the one you love, do not shy away from anything she asks of you, for that will only get worse with time. Pick up after her, clean up after her because in the end she will appreciate what you've done for her, and that in turn will make your relationship stronger. And when you're on the verge of destroying something so precious and fragile, remember the good times you two have shared, remember how her hair smelt, how her waist felt, how she held you in her arms, how you said you'd protect her from all of life's harm, and the very first time she said she loved you, and meant every single word. Do not regret, because even though regrets are part of life, do not do something you will regret, especially not with the one you love and treasure more than anything in your life. When she's finally gone, the heartache, the indescribable feeling you try to pinpoint, will ruin you. And when you try your best to pick up and continue with your now miserable existence, you will discover a void left behind, a vacuum where she used to occupy and keep you alive with her sweet giggling and adorable actions. It's like the song goes. "What hurts the most, was being so close and having so much to say, and watching you walk away". So fathers, please be good to your daughters. Because your daughters will love like you do, and your girls become lovers, who turn into mothers, so mothers be good to your daughters too. So for all you guys out there reading this, remember she will keep you sane in times of insanity, she will be the gravity of your universe, she will be the one there for you when your world is crumbling. So never, ever let her go. This is for my friends too, who are still struggling in life to find the perfect one, even though they don't believe in true love. I've finally realised what it truly means to be in love. Have you?

I know a girl, she puts the color inside of my world. But she's just like a maze, where all of the walls all continually change. And i've done all i can, to stand on her steps with my heart in my hand. But now i'm starting to see, maybe it's got nothing to do with me..

Put away the crack before the crack puts you away.

Shopping is damn retarded, a freakin' unwanted hassle and a chance to see pretty girls in town. I went unwillingly to get my grad night stuff yesterday, if grad wasn't that important to me i'd have stayed at home and dota. My Mum gave me 150 to shop and guess what? I spent 175, god dammit. Black top. White pants. White shoes, which my Mum specifically told me not to get because she claims only playboys wear white leather shoes. I like playboys. *licks his lips*. The owner of the shop was really funny, kept calling me "boy boy", hahaha! She has this cute shop assistant, and WeiJi took her number from her. UNBELIEVABLE! Her name's Vernice( i think ) and she saw me in my boxers because some morons kept pulling away the curtain while i was changing, so did a few customers. She was giggling and i wanted to cry. Overall, shopping was totally and unexpectedly fun.

She says i can only marry her, not her Mum.

I love our conversations, they're so funny. She makes me smile at myself while i'm reading her messages. She says i make her sound like a cartoon. I tell her she's the cartoon i can watch over and over again and never get bored. Yes, that's how she makes me feel. And her little brother, hahahahah! He's the cutest guy i've ever met, yet she always bullies him, tsk.. He's not a burden okay, if you don't want him anymore, i'll gladly adopt him.

I asked her to give me her Mum's number, so i can woo her instead. She got angry, said she didn't wanna' talk to me anymore, hehe! As if that'd ever happen kiddo! I'll fight her Dad too, just to take her Mum's hand in marriage. She says she won't allow that, i can only marry her. I wouldn't mind actually, you're so hilarious.

I love you, you're my kind of cartoon.

They paved paradise to put up a parking lot.

One kills Iraqi people for fun, the other eradicates the Jews. Great leaders of their time.


Library outing was fun. So much for "I'll supervise you while you're doing your work!". So nonsensical, hahaha! Spent the better part of like 3 hours talking crap and listening to her speak at like the speed of light, not to mention those hilariouuuuuuuus youtube videos. She's so sick. Loved the revolutionary technique of peeling a banana though, i might try it one day.

I want a MacBook pls.

If you know what's for your own good, don't study with her, period. She look at me. I look at her. We burst out laughing. I sigh. She tells me not to. I stare at her. And she does that stupid thing with her fringe. And it's back to searching through her blog archives for "fun facts". Honking fail.

Damn funny, seriously seriously. Anyone who's bored with their pathetic life and wants to add a tinge of spice to it, go to her blog. You'll have to find out who "her" is, she might turn me to stone with her head of sinister snakes if i tell on her. Little hint : Blog Archives, June-November of 2006!

Ah, life is great. I'm making so many friends, making greater friends out of the friends i already have. I swear to god(sorry) that this is the happiest times of my life, not kidding or trying to sound corny. Even my teachers are becoming my friends, i feel so close to everyone, i'm becoming a girl. God save us all.. Thanks Mrs.See btw, for putting aside your duties as a Mother to your children and blah blah blah to teach us late into the night. My cumulative graph confirm full marks, don't worry!

Hey, you wanna get married and run away? I don't mind actually, it'll be simple but deep and really romantic. No fancy gizmos and nosy-parkers.

We keep insulting people, i don't know why! You guys don't know us at all, we laugh at old people when they fall. But what would you expect with a conscience so small? We like having fun at other people's expenses, cutting people down is just a minor offence and it's none of your concern, i guess we'll never learn. I'm sick of being told to wait my turn.

Heaven must be missing an angel, because i have one with me this very moment, aww..

Her presence is appreciated.

These are drawings by Julian Beever, my favourite artist of all time. He uses only chalk and usually works on surfaces such as bricked floors. All of his drawings were done on flat surfaces. Like the parade square! Visual trickery. He's awesome.

My art paper 2 on the other hand isn't looking as good, i'm so screwed. It's due tomorrow and i've got a shitload more to complete. Guess i'm not gonna have any sleep tonight. I messaged Christine the whole of last night, not forgetting the wee hours of morning too. She is so weird/funny/thick-skinned/nonsensical. But she's still my Medusa, muahaha! Can't wait to go out and study with her, it'll be absolutely awesome!

If you don't want me to be a hassle, just tell me straight okay. I'd hate to be an intruder in your life, it's not like me to be that way. Tsk.

Dylan. Christine.

The past few days have been absolutely awesome. Almost everything's back to normal, no more troubles, except for my O level Art Paper 2, which i swear is sapping the life out of me. I'm sorry i didn't go out with you guys, especially you. I wanted to go out so badly but i couldn't, art was too important, sorry.

Messaged Christine for like the entire day/midnight/morning/afternoon/night. I have to admit, she's wonderful, absolutely wonderful. It's like an intimate relationship with one of your best friends/sister/mother. She's everything to me, she helps, she inspires, she cares. I can't thank you in words sis, really can't. I've known her since sec1, and nothing can take away the experiences we've shared throughout the years, not since we sat at the back of class and chatted during chinese lessons when we just enrolled in secondary school to the point in time when we took our prom pictures together. I've even agreed to name my future daughter : Christine, after her future godmother. You'll make a great Mum, hahaha! I've told you things i've never shared with anyone else, so you better guards those secrets with your life i tell you!

Okay off to do my art, 4 pieces to go, and only 2 more days. Thanks sis!

Oh yar almost forgot! Aheeeem.. IN YOUR FACE CHELSEA FANS, LIVERPOOL OWNED YOUR SORRY UNCLEAN ASSES! There, all done.. (: