Girls that sound like men.

Last night was St. Nick's jubilate performance , at Kallang theatre. The Chinese , String Orchestra and band were to be comended. The other performances were average. There was a terrible feedback(the stupid static screeching sound from the mic) during one skit.When i cheered for my sister everyone around me looked at me as though i was on crack. A group of girls across the aisle kept pointing at me and whispering. Maybe cause i was the only non- 'St Nickleon' cheering. Across the aisle were the same group of girls. One of them screamed like a man. They caught my brother and i laughing at them. One girl said: " They are laughing at us". The male voiced girl was the most entertaining of the night. Ate supper at Meng's Kitchen at Thompson Rd.

Pontang, God and Old Love

We had a new part of EEPS today, it was as boring as shit. 4-5hours on safety procedure.It was seriously hell. The boredom ate into most of the class and we decided to boycott the Fatty Foo's lesson. We went bowling and played some games at the arcade. Relived lost childhood. And old friend Aileen studying in Perth now. She lost her faith in God, however she is smart enough to reason it well. Damn well in fact. I was stunned by her 'challenges' i couldn't fight for my own faith well. Lord, give me the wisdom to fight in your name.After talking to Aileen, i went to eat some mango ice cream, then read some of Rachel's letters. The things she said are so encouraging, but as it turns out to be now. Aiyah i don't know if its real or not. Love is complicated overated underated. Love is fucked. Its more than just being responsible. I've played the responsible card for my last relationship. Fetching, walking her home at night, honestly i tried my very best. I cannot forgive her fully yet. We had such good times but it fucked up. This song probably sums it up roughly for me:

Hoobastank - If I Were You

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NYS_FBc8m6A&search=if%20i%20were%20you

Bloated and Clean

Spring clean. now my room looks neater. arranged, mop, dust, wipe.



Watched Pearl Harbour for the rest of the afternnon.Makes me want to be a pilot. Kate Beckinsale is hot, Japs are smart but perverted, Americans are cocky and dumb. After mass, my family went to Chomp Chomp. I think i ate more than i ever ate in before in a meal. Chicken Chop, Carrot Cake, 20 sticks of satay, giant mud of soya bean milk. It was huge. It was 3/4 the size of a 1.5 litre bottle. Scary! Anway i managed to finish all of it. Waddled side to side to the car and home. Downloaded a new Theme song, "The Battle" from the movie Gladiator. I have to say one thing. Hans Zimmer is a fucking genius!

High Crass Crub

Today we went to suntec for bbq buffet at NUS graduate society club house. Basket! Had to wear collar shirt. Damn it! the receptionist said she can loan collar shirts. Ok lor see how it was. Then she open this closet full of hawaiian print shirt. Worst to come. All the waiters and waitresses were wearing that shirt also. Balls. She try to lend me the staff uniform sia! Joker. So i said "FORGET IT!" and we went to NYDC instead had Three amigoes pasta and a Ben's&Jerry's Phish Food flavoured ice cream. yeah! This morning i watched Saving Private Ryan. There was one retarded AMERICAN soldier. A bullet graze his helmet, then he take out his helmet to see the graze, 1 sec later his head got blown off by a sniper. Stupid retard. Its like when u see the plane going to crash faster take out seat belt so can check out the view from the window. On thursday, i hosted the foc oannes bbq at my place. Everyone says my room is damn neat for a guy... neat meh? its just organised mess lar. just pile all the shit together. Cherrlyn and I bunked over at Monica's. We watched Miss swan(search youtube.com) till we fell asleep. Monica had tatamis and they were damn shiok to sleep onto. Tatamis are the japanese style matress very thin yet amazingly comfortable. Woke up around 11 and the next day continued.

i am o-ren ishii

yes its true

Anti-Seafood

i don't fancy seafood so here is my special chicken hokkien mee without squid and prawn
seafood is just damn smelly. i can never learn to appreciate it. why do humans always make the smelliest things the most expenisive and luxurious!? what the hell is up with that?! someone give me an answer please.

Fragility of Life

This morning, i just recieved news that one of my mate's mum has passed on. Shocking as it is. It reminds me of the fragility of human life. We are paper thin under the might and will of God. Last night i just completed a oil pastel drawing of St Joseph, the patron saint of a peacful death. I pray that St Joseph has watched over Mrs Fernendez and ensured her a smooth journey to eternal life with the Father.

Prayer of St Jospeh:

Oh, St Joseph, whose protection is so great, so strong, so prompt before the throne of God, i place in you all my interest and desires. Oh, St Joseph, do assist me by your powerful intercession, and obtain for me from your divine Son all spiritual blessings, through Jesus Christ, our Lord. So that, having engaged here below your heavenly power, I may offer my thanksgiving and homage to the most loving of Fathers.

Oh St Joseph, i never weary contemplating you, and Jesus asleep in your arms; i dare not approach while he reposes near your heart. Press Him in my name and kiss His fine head for me and ask Him to return the kiss when i draw my dying breath. St Joseph, Patron of departing souls- Pray for Mrs Fernendez