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Idle Hands

2007-02-26T22:08:00.000+08:00

Idle hands. My idle hands. I love them to bits when I'm hungry as they're immaculately precise when it comes to picking out the biggest piece of cookie from the jar and more often than not, I have a 100% success rate when it comes to this majestic sport of cookie-picking.

Idle hands. My idle hands. I hate them to bits when i'm standing infront of a mirror right after my favoured midnight showers for they are the devilish battalion of fingers that stuffs carbs and fats right into the abyss of my stomach. Lo and behold, for the emergence of an empire around my waistband will be pretty eminent soon.

Idle hands. My idle hands. I hate them most for everytime I have this burning desire to actually update my wasteland of a blog. The sheer weight of it keeps it rooted on keyboard, extinguishing all fires of desire to do anything at all. Well, the problem's shared when it comes to assignments as well and thus here I am, all grumpy and haggard for I haven't slept in 48 hours.

Oh well basically this is my first post since the turn of the year and glad to say that I'm a different person this year, not any better but at least I'm a different me which is so damm essential to my life's wellbeing for I am a big fan of the evolution theory( I know I know..I'm a Christian and it's blaphesmous but seriously the idea of it is so simplitiscally intricate...it's so just so freaking intriguing:P). However fickle this might sound, it is true that we behave differently when we're with different circles of people in life. Being yourself is so last century and that should only belong to Nike advertisements and stuff, truth is most people are using 'I'm just being myself' as an excuse to actually annoy, irritate and sometimes hurt the people you're with.

Okay..that's all for today..hopefully my idle hands will be taken over by the urge to express my hollowly gleeful spirit. Hollowly gleeful..hmm..yeah that's been the way I feel bout things lately...hollowly gleeful.

8 Days-Shooting For The Stars

2006-12-24T22:44:00.000+08:00

She was there again.

He saw her again.

He was smitten again.

Luke smirked. He was finally having some real food again. While he chewed on his egg tart he recalled how stupid it was to assume that the hangover he felt was induced by a stranger he saw. It was a fever, the stress of adapting to a whole new environment and climate finally caught and he lost the battle to a flu bug.

None of that though reduced the fascination he had on the camera lady with a pink tripod. It wasn't coincidental, Luke was never a firm believer of fate. First he saw her at the avenue of stars, the second time he saw her was at the peak. The pattern sounded extremely familiar.

The travel guide to Hong Kong provided at the airport. Luke grimaced, he should have known she was a tourist considering that she was present at the Symphony of Light show which was too mundane a spectacle for local residents to attend. Just like Luke, the lady was following the list of destinations provided by the tourism board of Hong Kong. It had to be because the second place recommended was The Peak and she was there too.

The devil in Luke though tells him that maybe it's just coincidental. He could have been sure if he had been to the third spot suggested-Ocean Park. Sadly, he was sick and he couldn't be there to be sure. Deep down in his mind, he hopes he's right.

That's why he will be going to the holy grail of all cartoon fanatics-Disneyland. Even though he has always thought of it as childlish and overly commercialized.

The entrance was as grand as it should be. A huge fountain with a bronze Mickey surfing at the top of the water sprayed and bronze replicas of his famous sidekicks such as Donald, Daisy, Minnie, Goofy, Pluto adorning the perimeters of the fountain.

It was almost too good to be real, she was there again. There at the ticket counter. This time with her camera hanging off her neck. He got on his feet and ran to the counter ticket, joining the first lane so that he will be right behind her.

She smelled great. It smelled like Lavenders during the spring, not the lavenders of winter which Hong Kong's experiencing currently. There was a kind of livelihood to the fragrance she permeates.

"Are you two together?If you are, you are entitled to the couple's promotion where a 10% discount is given."

He knew he was standing way too close when the counter attendant actually thought they were a couple but just when he was backing off he felt a slender nudge in his arms and he turned around.

It was the first time that Luke had the chance to take a full glance of her. She was beautiful as she thought she was. The classic flowing long hair that embellish most beauties and the suitably high cheek bones that gave her features such refined definitions.

A wink. That's all he could remember before he falls into the abyss of a daze.

Yeah. It had to be too good to be true...

To Be Continued...

8 Days-The Pink Tripod

2006-12-21T22:50:00.000+08:00

Luke woke up today feeling extremely dreamy. It was a hangover.

The visit to the Avenue of stars had a much deeper impact than suspected and it made him feel like punch drunk in love teenager again. Now he's feeling the lovey hangover, the day after effects where he felt so empty and that everything was less alluring. The feeling he came to love and hate when Diane was still around and miss when she just left.

It was a day for self pampering and nothing's better than a day of shopping at APM-Hong Kong's premier shopping center and you could see why the very moment you walk in. A giant Calvin Klein boutique greets the visitors with a proportionately gigantic poster of a semi naked male model in nothing but some skimpy briefs. Luke looked on and wondered what would his body be like without the interventions of a drinking habit and late night mamakings with his cohorts.

Hong Kong was a shopping paradise and that should explain how he ended up with at least 20 items from the likes of Esprits, Chevignon, Ripcurl, Quiksilver, Izzue, G2000 and Nike in less than 4 hours. Once the excitement of spending needlessly on branded clothings, the fatigue finally crept in and a cafe called Double Stars beckons.

A cup of iced Blue Mountain and a cut of strawberry cheesecake later he was revitalised and ready to go but where to?

The Peak to enjoy a bird eye view of Hong Kong's world renowned night scenery. All Luke needed to do to arrive at the peak was catch a HK$22 tram ride to reach the top of The Peak.

Just as he was turning around and decided on leaving he saw someone with a really cutting edge camera on a nefarious pink tripod lifting rising up from the back of the camera and not long after that, she with the most melodious voice ever heard said: "Sin Sang urm koi lei zho ju ngo keng tau" .

It was her. The photography afficianado he saw at the Avenue of Stars. The woman that gave her a hangover. And the first line she ever said to him was loose translated as:

"Mr you're blocking my photo shooting scope".

8 Days-The Blending of Life

2006-12-20T22:13:00.000+08:00

Hong Kong was bustling with people and noise from the very break of dawn. It started off with the early health buff birds who could be seen jogging around boulevards and continues with a melting pot of foreign tourists and local residents and probably ends only when the chilly winter wind finally proves too capable a foe.

Hong Kong wasn't much of a brand new environment for a city boy like Luke really, considering that like KL most of the places are well developed and there's pretty much Starbucks and 7 Elevens at most corners of a street yet they have their differences.

Lands are scarce in HK and thus most buildings are built very closely to each others, an apartment the size of our average low cost flats would cost millions and parkings could cost just the same too. Unlike KL, the HK government do make a serious effort to keep their streets sanitized and you'll hardly be able to find any form of waste on the street. They better be so when the fine for littering's a whopping HK $1500.

A visit to HK would have made the stress level at KL hilarious to anybody. If you thought that the streets of KL are too crowded and narrow, you definitely haven't been to HK. Just imagine Sungai Wang on a public holiday, that's how the streets of HK are like on a daily basis. Shoulder rubbings are inevitable and Luke was reminded numerously about snatch thieves and mugglers. Well, the 2 cities do have similarities after all.

Standing in the middle of Granville street was interesting. Luke stood there holding his shopping bags after hours of shopping and simply observed the crowd. The pace of a Lumpurian was simply too slow for HK. A week's trip would be just fine as the novelty factor will keep visitors afloat but try living here for a few months or years and you risk getting swept away by the rushing tide of the Hong Keys.

Standing there Luke realised that people on the street were the actual personification of the phrase "As time flies by..."with the people being the time and traffic as the physical barriers that we encounter frequently in life. It was like life was speeding past Luke as he stood there pondering what's the optimum pace of life. What a stark contrast it was to the view he took in on the flight here. On the plane he was hundreds of miles above the air, travelling at the pace of hundreds of kilometers away and when he looked out the window, he saw huge cruises on the open sea which seems to be inching its way across the vast ocean but infact it too was travelling fast. What a different perspective gaineed when you're moving through life much faster than the norm does.

The day's shorter in HK these days as winter approaches and night fell around 5:50 pm and Luke decided that he was hungry enough to finally settle down and enjoy a nice warm dinner ala HK. So he located an average looking noodle house along the street that has "Cheap" written on the walls. The menu nearly got his head rolling on the floor.

The noodle house was hugely deceptive and it managed to lure an innocent Luke in believing that it was actually cheap to dine there. Luke had a bowl of beef noodle for a price of HK$55, medium ranged for a local but devastating for Luke who could have gotten the same bowl of noodle for a quarter of that price in KL. The quaint settings of the noodle house reminded of an authentic Hainanese Kopitiam at Kluang he visited years ago, not the ones infiltrated by air cons at malls. He was relatively satisfied at the end because it was worth it, he would have came here anywhere. Essences Hong Kong were strong and pungent in that pathetic excuse of a restaurant.

Finally, he thought he could with a walk at the Avenue of Stars where they have movie stars leave their hand prints along an avenue. The night was chilly but the wind blew mildly only. It was 8pm when he finally decided to head back to his hotel yet something held him back.

It was the famed Symphony of Lights of HK.

Mega tall buildings had plethoras of neon lights all over and considering Christmas was 5 day away, the theme was rather obvious. Santa Claus never looked this good. At precisely 8pm a repertoire of laser lights was beamed towards the sky to create intertwining paterns and the view was breathtaking. Clickings of camera shutters were deafening as hundreds, literally hundreds of amateur photographers were there with their tripods and stuff trying to preserve this magnificent event.

Hundreds of photography afficianados but one stood out. She really did. Very much like the neon lights that became the background to the most beautiful sight Luke ever saw, only more illuminant and gripping.

He simply stood there looking at her, taking the view in as they say.

To be continued....

8 Days-The Beginning of a Journey

2006-12-19T23:32:00.000+08:00

The sky was of the prettiest crystal blue when Luke stole a glance of it from his economy class seat. The bickering of the annoying old Chinese couple threatens to ruin this moment where sentiments promises to conquer every emotional glands and fill the eyes with tears. It was after all, his first journey away from home, his first journey out of his sweet tropical country, the first time where he'll probably have to do his own laundry, his very first baptism of indipendence.

The hustle and bustle of the airport was a welcome break of a fantasy where everything seems to be in perfect order, the salacious uniforms of flight attendants that were designed to showcase every single curves, stewards and stewardess alike. The fact that he still had to wait an eternity to get through the check-ins and the lack of efficiency that Malaysian officials are so well known for have actually worked in their favour. When everybody knows that you're bad they endow their lowest possible expectations of you. It was great though as Luke needed these imperfections to remind him that the world is not perfect, that the world is not rose tinted and perfectly white and airports often suggest. Whatever made them think that a pristinely wonderful airport is going to veil the fact that Malaysia has the dirtiest toilets ever known?

Thus, a huge sigh of relief blew when Luke finally boarded his destined plane.

In a matter of minutes, the plane took off and he took one last glance of this peninsular he hated and loved...it was a beautiful land contaminated by the blood dripping off a severed heart. He's glad that he'll have at least 8 days to mend this wound.

8 days, a baptism of indipendence and a drainage of unwanted memories. Basically, Luke was taking the easy way out.

He was running away. Hong Kong will be a perfect sanctuary. He hopes.

To be continued....

Bonjour!

2006-12-19T01:42:00.000+08:00

This is my first post in over 2 months and I've finally gotten myself infront of my pathetic collection of microchips in black casings...you mortals would call it a computer..haha

Anyway...life haven't been rosy lately really...just got done with my finals like 10 days ago and it was a tough one...I had 4 papers and i couldn't afford to fail any of it...I'll risk going to Kampar to resume my tertiary education if I do...well just in case you've been sleeping throughout your form 3 geography classes...Kampar is a quaint lil town somewhere around Ipoh...approximately 2.5 hours on car from Subang Jaya.

Oh well...all I could do is pray now which I haven't done too much lately...I have been kinda swept away by this tide of laziness that I can't seem to defeat...arrgghh...knowing the exact consequences of procastination...now that's a really sweet torture...cause I know how bad it is to procastinate and be lazy and yet I just couldn't help falling nose on into it.

Anyway, I'll be taking off to Hong Kong in less than 12 hours. I'll be there for a week with my sis. My uncle and auntie who are residents there have been really kind...they actually sponsored this entire trip...paying for our air fares and stuff...It's really monumental for me really...this trip will be the first time ever i'm stepping foot on non south east asian soil...the only place I've been to was singapore and thailand(Didn't even go to bangkok...only the border where u can drive to from kedah...Haatyai...can't really remember how to spell it:P).

Anyway, I'll be posting entries regarding my impending stay in hk on a daily basis and just to spice things up(here comes Ian Da Drama...), I'll be presenting my entries on a short story form where there will be fictional characters and a fictional plot of story...I'll simply weave the places I visit and the things I do in HK into my story...haha...

So I got to go now...haven't even started packing...people...Merry Christmas in advance..may you be happy and your loved ones happier.

Laissez le bon temps rouler. Let the good times roll.

Merci beaucoup. Au revoir. Thanks very much. Goodbye.

Hi...been awhile hasn't it

2006-10-10T23:00:00.000+08:00

Hi guys...haha...really i'm not even sure if any1's gonna be reading this but just wanna let u my perceptive readers know that i'm gonna be profiling my best buddies on this blog soon!

As in i'm gonna have posts dedicated to these friends of mine!

Whee...lame idea really but what the heck...i'm gettin sentimental again lately....friendship...sth i've taken for granted when i was much younger and dumber...now...let's celebrate it!

Stay tuned folks!

Merci beaucoup, Au revoir!

HolidayS!!!!

2006-09-24T13:51:00.000+08:00

The wait is finally over as i'm basking in the luxury of feeling bored almost everyday...(it's not really a luxury really...not when I'm one who spends my time hanging around doing nothing at all...i wonder if this is the reason why i'm always screwing exams)haha...anyway..just came back from a trip to Langkawi(meant to be a class trip but ended up with only 6 participants...turned into a 3 days 2 nights bonding session instead..).

Damm...Langkawi is such a heaven..totally contradictory to my commercialized perception of this island...the beaches are superb...champagne coloured sand(except for one that's named Black Sand Beach...very appropriate considerin that the sands there are...urmm...black?haha...it's genuine black sands..not polluted white sands or anything like that...it's black but it doesn't leave stains at all).

The water here is quite literally greenish blue really...man...I've gotta admit my comformity to Subang's hustle and bustle really disintegrated my longing for the beauty of these wonderful creation of God...now that I've seen it...man...got totally blown away...kinda feels like having a billion ringgit in a Ferrari showroom.

During the stay I actually got to visit places like Mangrove park where there are tons and tons of mangrove trees(trees with its roots above the soil...pokok paya bakau or sth like that...Geography's really a stranger to me now). The wildlife here is absolutely breathtaking..they have monkeys,eagles,crabs crawling around the riverbank,fishes TALLER than Chern Yuik...damm...I actually got to feed those eagles and some stingrays(Steve Irwin...we'll miss you..). It's quite an mind blowing experience really,being so close to nature and actually getting to interact with its habitans...

The 2nd day was more of a recreational day where we visited the Aquarium(more fishes and alot more PENGUINS!!!People...it's not just in the cartoon...these fat birds are really really adorable..and really...they walk just the way they do in cartoons...all clumsy and lazy...haha...man...i wished i could keep one).

Before the day ended we made a visit to a very remote waterfall that's still safe from the overzealous pollution of tourists...we wouldn't have known such a fascinating place if it wasn't for Yusry, our driver cum tour guide for this trip. It was gorgeous and Tony(an uni classmate of mine) even managed to catch a prawn and ate it...talk about getting close to nature.

Late evening, WATER SPORTS!!!=D. Kayaking was probably the highlight of my trip really...we actually kayaked to one of Langkawi's many sub islands...there are actually so many islands that they haven't got to name some of them.the water was really clear and as much as it was...i was exhausted at the end of the rowing session...finally we ended the trip with something that has always been elusive to us in the city...an appreciation for the beauty of these natural wonders...and also...much firmer and taut triceps!

haha...merci beaucoup...au revoir.

Screwed, crap, fark...whatever's worse

2006-08-08T09:52:00.000+08:00

The old adage that platonic friendship is possible came to haunt me with its most destructive curse. It's pure bullshit that the deepest of bonds could be maintained between a guy and a girl. the awful truth is that it's impossible to bare your heart and soul to a member of the opposite sex without having the slightest of feelings.

"All love that has not friendship for its base,is like a mansion built upon the sand."
~ Ella Wheeler Wilcox

That's just plain bullcrap.

A friendship with the slightest tinge of love is like a drop of ink amidst a pool of water, leaving it infiltrated and impure.

This time, I've lost it for good.

Amen!Amen!Amen!Amen!

2006-07-29T23:51:00.000+08:00

I dunno how...but i finally convinced my parents to pay church a visit!it's a big thing really considering they have always been kinda reluctant when it comes to this matter...I've gotten them to attend service tomorrow morning!!!!

Praise the Lord!AMen!!!!

Stained

2006-07-19T00:12:00.000+08:00

A stain on the pristine blouse,
A tinge of dismay stains the face,
Frivolous it was and it blew no fuse,
Fabulous she looked with frowns tangled like a love lace.

Her ash black hair crossed borders,
Covering those spots of stains,
Moaning the unavailability of folders,
Those yellowish spots of grease pains.

Perfection is beyond the blouse now,
For its impeccable white's been stained,
Brandishing that ever demure smile,
Though stained,white never seemed as heavenly.

Love songs and Rom-coms

2006-07-17T22:50:00.000+08:00

Only in love songs and rom-coms you find perfect endings...

Only in love songs and rom-coms you love and be loved in return...

Only in love songs and rom-coms that your best girl pal falls for you...

Only in love songs and rom-coms that the lady wakes up looking like a million bucks after a wild night...

Only in love songs and rom-coms that people actually french on their first date...

Only in love songs and rom-coms that you'll think that someone's really cute when she's mad...

Only in love songs and rom-coms that saying I Love You is really that exclusive, it'ssuch a cliche these days, overused and meaningless...

Only in love songs and rom-coms that people will be separated for 11 years and hit it straight off their first meeting after that hiatus...

Only in love songs and rom-coms that geeks can actually win a hottie's heart by being who he is and sincere...

Only in love songs and rom-coms that hearts go on...

Only in love songs and rom-coms that some swashbuckling don't-touch-me-cuz-you'll-melt lawyer would be single at the age of 37...

Only in love songs and rom-coms that your dirtiest fantasies are decorated with roses and satin sheets...

Nonetheless...love them.

The Cup of Life

2006-06-26T10:18:00.000+08:00

10 Reasons to why I hate the World Cup

-Brazil are the favourites and unless they have a mental breakdown or sorts...the cup is theirs...their slow start is just a dawn of greater things to come...watch out for Kaka...that one's for the ladies.

-The timing of the matches...they usually have matches that ends around midnight and right after those...they always have one at 3am!bloody German officials...can't you arrange the second match to be played right after the first?German efficiency...

-England really sucks.I've always been a avid England and I'm proud to say that I've stuck with them through their disastrous campaigns in World Cup 2002 and Euro 2004...but really...they suck big time in this tournament...I love them but I gotta say they barely deserve to be in the last 8.

-Some of the much maligned underdogs didn't live up to the hype...Czech's really disappointing...getting a player sent off in almost ain't really a good way to win matches.

-Really...all I crap about these days is just plain...football....shites....Demam World Cup MembunuhS!

-The carton of Carlsberg my dad got from his boss is fast emptying...and those packets of Snickers are going straight to my gutters...if the World Cup is a year long event like the EPL season...I'm going to die of a liver failure at the age of 18....not to mention obesity.

-It really disrupts my biological clock...sleeping all day staying up all night...I totally am living for the moment...which I'm gonna pay for soon...mid term papers are just around the corner.

-All the money lost!no...I did not gamble..it's a sin right?haha...an outing with my friends ain't really a very enomic way to enjoy the tournament...all the money on food and pool(during half time...Asia rockz)Though I can't deny that it feels rather great to enjoy the beautiful game under the stars at Asia Cafe with their megasized screen and the euphoria of celebrating a goal there is simply orgasmic.

-Germany are playing well...Wendy supports them...so the Germans are my sworn enemy...not to mention that I'm an England fan(they have some history if you haven't already knew).

-Lastly,I simply hate it because I know no matter what happens during the World Cup...I'll enjoy and crave for it every single day until the winner's decided...then I'm going to spend the next 4 years anticipating the next World Cup-South Africa 2010.To quote an female Equadorian fan that made her way to the papers with an interesting quote-'It's better than sex'.

Revelations

2006-06-05T15:30:00.000+08:00

This sem has been a revelation really...this sem I've got the chance to do subjects like social psychology,sociology,writing for the mass media,writing for business and a couple of management subs...it's been a blast really...other than the assignments of course...I've just been told that I'll be having presentation for all six subs..which means I'll have to prepare 6 formal,visual and documentary presentation just to get my coursework marks...great ain't it...don't worry...I'll still have enough time for movies and pool...anyone?haha...

well..the downside is...I'm seriously reconsidering my options these days...i'm not too sure if I really want to major in Public Relations anymore...I'm so tempted to pursue Psychology...or even Journalism....sometimes...just sometimes...options are not really a luxury..it's a burden.

Bon anniversaire Xindi

2006-05-25T22:34:00.000+08:00

First and foremost...Happy Birthday to my sis who's celebrating her 15th year on earth...she's been such a great sis...if only she would start dressing less bimboly and stop taking the TV off me during the NBA playoffs...oh well...love you sis and enjoy your 15th birthday.

Ooo...I've been attending French class and it's been great!such a pity that i'll have to take a temporary break and continue around July...due to a horribly scheduled College timetable...F*** UTAR!(sorry....).

What a pity...I actually saw some1 I tot I would want to know better in class...too bad...

French is tough.Imagine this...in English...we have masculine and feminine terms for people and animals only but in French...it has a difference for everything!For example...a male Malaysian is a Malaisien but a female Malaysian is a malaisienne....gosh...it's also applicable to verbs too...my goodness....but I love every bits of it...hey..there's a reason why people call this the language of love...it's so sophisticated and it's such a wonderful chocolate to the ears...I can spend an afternoon fantasizing her making vows to me in French.....

By the way...since the WOrld Cup is only 15 days away...It'll be rather wasteful if I hadn't give my two cents on it.

Alright...the World Cup season...a season where Guys would skip sex just to make sure they stay awake for a match..and where women would fake an orgasm just to make sure their man wouldn't be shouting "ROOOOOOOOOOney" in bed.

So why is the WC so appealing to guys that for once in their life...the satisfaction of an orgasm simply doesn't cut it...that mature adults would take sick leaves just to watch their favourite team get thrashed by Brazil(peeps...aren't you tired of watching them win it again...go England!)Basically...football to guys is just like shopping to women..it's simply irresistable and don't ever ask why...I'll wager everything I have to tell you that there wouldn't be a definite answer to that question.

Whether you're watching it with your sinfully fattening Nachos or are you lifting weight while watching the likes of C Ronaldo or Michael Owen...ultimately our hunger for the beautiful game is fueled by the fantasy we all have...the one that doesn't involve Angelina Jolie nor Jessica Alba nor Eva Longoria(personally I love Meredith from Grey's Anatomy...she's like the best thing on Tv ever).

What i'm talking is the fantasy where I'm being watched by millions over the world with the number 10 printed on the back of my red jersey...where the burger loving dud would toss his Quarter Pounder in celebration and Mahathir would die of a stroke celebrating the very moment I kick a Nike ball football pass Petr Cech.

Merci.Au revoir.

Shhhhhh

2006-05-18T00:54:00.000+08:00

Shhhh

Ian is indulging himself in the truely senseless world of Star Wars at the living hall while his alter ego Schmaltz's here to take command...by the way peeps..Schmaltz's a real word with a meaninful...urgghh....meaning?

According to Dictionary.com,

Schmaltz-

Extremely sentimental art or music
Maudlin sentimentality
Liquid fat,chicken fat.

Since I've been on a very loose diet and having my hols now...you can say that I'm all that...brings back memory...Sin Yee used to tease me about being fair and fat...makes me a Bak Zham Kai(white chopped chicken)....sighs....

Oh btw...before Ian realises that I'm here hogging his limelight and throws me back into the emotionless prison...I've gotta let it all out...Ian is hell bent on eradicating every trace of sentimentality and love inside of him and my very effort here is gonna thwart every single thing he achieved thus far.

She makes me fall for her every single time I see her.

I miss her so badly I wanna hang pictures of her in my room.

I swear I could see honey dripping off her everytime she laughs.

She makes me gush over her the way I would everytime I see Jessica Alba.

I love the way she slaps me across the back every single time I made a lame joke.

I love the fact that she's a year older than I am.

I love the way she stays composed whenever she sees a super hot hunk and can't stop screaming how cute he is after he's out of sight.

I love the way her laughters squeezes everyone's worries out the door.

I love the way she picks out all the veggies from her Maggi at SP Corner.

I love the fact that's so out of reach.I always want what I can't have.

I love the way she provides comfort and security to everyone,just like a sanctuary.

I love her.

Arrr....it feels so good to let all the cheese out...all this jiwang lines been stuck in my head for quite awhile...I needed an outlet for the emotional baggages that comes with those sentiments...Shhh...remember...Ian doesn't have to know he's so jiwang after all....shhh

Au revoir.

French class and RObert Jordan!

2006-05-16T22:40:00.000+08:00

Whee....I finally managed to borrow the complete set of Robert Jordan's Wheel of Time series from my mom's buddy!haha....apparently her daughter is a big fantasy junkie just like I am and she had the complete set before she left for Australia!whee...

It feels weird now that I think of it...I actually had a crush on that girl while I was younger...she's a year older than I am but we attended the same Mandarin tuition during our time at Lick Hung and if i'm not mistaken..it was Pn Sung's...haha...it's rather sweet really looking back from my current perspective...we used to argue alot....we would argue over absolutely anything...I would tease her about essays,she'd tease me about my noobness in han yin pin yin,we even compared how many colour pens we had(it was a major thing back then to have a set of rainbow pens...the sheer stupidity of it really amazes me...).hahah....right...guess my obsession for older gals had an origin it seems...boys and the way they express their affection by teasing and kacauing
...hahaha....oh well...that was like 1999...7 freaking years ago and I remembered every bits of it....it used to be really fun...haha...I miss Lick Hung....

Oh peeps!I'm gonna start my French class this Thursday!this is soooo coool......i'm gonna be learning it at ss15's ICLS(Inter Cultural Language School)...my very first step to achieve my dream of marrying a French model!(rights....second step would be trying to get taller which is rather pitiful really...my growth stopped rather prematurely at form 2...I'm such a sad case....sighs)haaha....whee!

Alrite...that's all for now peeps!

Au revoir!

Movie Night

2006-05-07T20:09:00.000+08:00

Haha...it's movie night and we entered the cinema early for Mission Impossible 3!Whee...me and Lynn were so bored that we started comparing our shoes....haha...it actually matched...haha...notice how my shoes are a combo of blue and white and that her toes are coloured blue and she wore white sandals...gosh...Ian you just elevated lameness to a level beyond mortal comprehension...
Haha...it was suppose to be a gathering sorta thing for our group which comprises Yirui,Chinn Lynn,Soo Fun,Leon,Zhong Zheng,Chern Yuik,Cy Eu and I but unfortunately a couple of us couldn't make it..namely Leon and Cy Eu...haha...this was a pic of us crashing secret recipe...actually...a pic taken of Chern Yuik and I ala Brokeback Mountain...
Sometimes I just can't help but feeling like the richest guy on earth....where in actual fact I had to dig my coin box for pennies on a regular basis lately...haha...by the way...Fun is still nursing her fractured ankle and we sure hope that she gets well soon and start walking without those crutches soon...we have yet to play pool together Fun!

Lol...the ladies of good got pretty animated during a photo shoot....Lynn is doing her best impersonation of a Darlie's spokewoman while Rui and Fun are simply posing for another camera...haha...had fun guys and the movie was awesome...I'm not really a fan of movies where the ridiculously handsome lead man jumps from building to building,gettin rained with bullets and eventually emerge unscathed but I gotta say this one is a masterpiece which I really wouldn't mind watching again...haha

Peace out.

Ian's Sem Break Resolution

2006-05-03T19:59:00.000+08:00

It's my sem break here and like I said it before,it's my first break in 4 months(screw UTAR for their hectic academic schedule...)Alright,lo and behold it's a tradition that I plan wonderful stuffs for myself in advance for the holidays and this sem break is gonna stick to that...I came up with my very own sem break resolution list!

1.I must visit the gym at least 7 times a week and shed at least 15 kilos of pure fats.

2.I must stop fantasizing that I'm some rock star who can really sing Bohemian Rhapsody in tune.

3.I'm gonna read through my accounts and econs notes.

4.I definitely have to learn how to install the new Fifa games I bought.

5.I'm gonna clear my wardrobe and pack things I haven't been wearing since days I weighted 135kgs.

6.Yes mom...I'm gonna clean and polish the car at least 4 times a week.

7.I'll complete the half completed novel I've been working since...urmm...a year ago?

8.I gotta stop fantasizing that I'm dangerous and cool and all the ladies will crawl all over me at the very sight of my silhouette.

9.I'm definitely going out for a seafood meal with my library buddies!Jom...let's crash Teluk Gong!!

10.And I'm gonna try my best to fulfill one of the many list of resolutions I've fixed for myself.

Oh well...since I know this is pretty futile and ppb gonna go unfulfilled...just decided to hyperbole it a lil...haha

Peace out peeps.

Whee!

2006-05-03T00:05:00.000+08:00

Me and Chinn Lynn chilling out at ss14's Tanjong for a cuppa with our other buddies.Whee...went on to have some pool and this gal sure know how to knock some balls...dun mess with her....

Hey peeps,sorry for the late update but I'll be updating my blog pretty frequently for now considering that I'll be having my 3 weeks sem break.I live a lonely life,the fact that my holiday schedules totally collided with school and private institutions' holidays didn't help much to ease that....I'm having my hols now where everyone are having their exams and while they're finished and ready to have some serious fun...I gotta go back to Uni...life just wouldn't be fair for me doesn't it:( Haha...by the way...this is a pic I accidently caught...Haha...yupz that's right
peeps...I caught my namesake's attempt to dig some itch..haha...sorry Ian Chua..

Man...this third pic is a shoot of my personal walk in wardrobe!whee...I'm finally having one of my own after sharing one with my sister for the past 18 years!Haha...my sister finally got a room of her own and she moved her stuff there...and now this is all mine!muahaha....what a relieve really...I can finally change here instead of my room where my imaginery stalker across the street wouldn't be able to peep no more(btw...she just happens to look alot like Jessica Alba...sweet...)

Now...if only I have some Dolce and Burberry to fill my cupboard with...

First Date:)Aww.......

2006-04-22T23:42:00.000+08:00

Guys...first dates are miraculous..it's always sweet and some say that the way your first date goes is gonna define your relationship..makes you wanna ask the girl next door out doesn't it?wait till you read this joke I came across on the net.

We have all had bad dates...but this takes the cake. This just tells you how tough it is to be single nowadays. This was on the "Tonight Show" with Jay Leno. Jay went into the audience to find the most embarrassing first date that a woman ever had. The winner described her worst first date experience. There absolutely no question as to why her tale took the prize!
She said it was midwinter ... snowing and quite cold...and the guy had taken her skiing to Lake Arrowhead. It was a day trip (no overnight). They were strangers, after all, and truly had never met before. The outing was fun but relatively uneventful until they were headed home late that afternoon. They were driving back down the mountain, when she gradually began to realize that she should not have had that extra latte.
They were about an hour away from anywhere with a rest room and in the middle of nowhere! Her companion suggested she try to hold it, which she did for a while. Unfortunately, because of the heavy snow and slow going, there came a point where she told him that he had better stop and let her pee beside the road, or it would be the front seat of his car. They stopped and she quickly crawled out beside the car, yanked her pants down and started. Unfortunately, in the deep snow she didn't have good footing, so she let her butt rest against the rear fender to steady herself. Her companion stood on the side of the car watching for traffic and indeed was a real gentleman and refrained from peeking.
All she could think about was the relief she felt despite the rather embarrassing nature of the situation. Upon finishing however, she soon became aware of another sensation. As she bent to pull up her pants, the young lady discovered her buttocks were firmly glued against the car's fender. Thoughts of tongues frozen to pump handles immediately came to mind as she attempted to disengage her flesh from the icy metal. It was quickly apparent that she had a brand new problem due to the extreme cold.
Horrified by her plight and yet aware of the humor she answered her date's concerns about "what is taking so long" with a reply that indeed, she was "freezing her butt off and in need of some assistance"! He came around the car as she tried to cover herself with her sweater and then, as she looked imploringly into his eyes, he burst out laughing. She too, got the giggles and when they finally managed to compose themselves, they assessed her dilemma. Obviously, as hysterical as the situation was, they also were faced with a real problem.
Both agreed it would take something hot to free her chilly cheeks from the grip of the icy metal! Thinking about what had gotten her into the predicament in the first place, both quickly realized that there was only one way to get her free. So, as she looked the other way, her first-time date proceeded to unzip his pants and pee her butt off the fender.
As for the Tonight Show ... she took the prize hands down ... or perhaps that should be "pants down." And you thought your first date was embarrassing.
Jay Leno's comment - - - - This gives a whole new meaning to being "pissed off."

Haha...really hilarious wasn't it?Alright...all this kinda reminded me of my first dates.No..of course I didn't have pee on my date's ass to free her from the grasp of my evil car nor did I accidentally pushed her off the sidewalk into the embrace of an oncoming truck but just like the story above,I screwed all my first dates...BIG SCREWS...and all of them were really pissed one or another in the end...urmm...guys...don't take that too literally.

By the way,my latest major screw up was during prom I guess...I was actually late due to the stupid traffic and I made my date wait for 15 minutes....when I arrived...her face was darker than the box of chocalates I bought her.

Pictures will be up a minute:)woot

Weakling

2006-04-20T15:19:00.000+08:00

A toast to the plethora of uncertainties that we mere man and woman,boys and gals encounter everyday,it really keeps you on your toes isn't it that we are totally aware of the fact that we're so unable to control things in our lifes.That we wouldn't know whether it's today or years later when we finally choke on Tau Fu Fas and finally meet our makers.Of course...TV programs wouldn't stop rubbing that into your subconsious ain't it?

I don't know about you guys but it really disturbs me profoundly everytime I watch a scene of mass massacres.It's gallant,glorious and you can't help admire the way Pitt's tummy didn't jiggle at all when he was seen running around butchering those poor helpless souls but that's it...blood splattered,corpses burned and that's it...it's just hard for me to ignore that...that lifes we hold so dearly can be so fragile and depreciated during moments adulterated with animosity and hatred.

I got to blogged about that after watching Grey's anatomy where the ER received a brain dead patient.That dude got admitted after a bike rammed into him.The biker was trying to avoid a bunch of X Gamers wannabe who just happened to be competing illegally in the midst of the heaviest traffic.

It seems fun and simple for those kids,unknowing that their fun is mainly built upon the pain of others and as we all know,extreme pain normally leads to death.Actually..if only we were to observe these accidents....you'll probably come across the conclusion that life and death works the way a less dramatic and gory Final Destination does.

Ah...by the way...during the process of producing this entry I took off to Asia Club for awhile...yes...I got thrashed on the foos tables again...really..the way I handle things on the foos table is really starting to embarass me...more so with a bunch of Taylorians hanging around.

Oh well...at least I could use the accuse of having a fever...actually...come to think of it...I really believe the fever brought me down...it did right?

Pics I just got from Boon...Camgigolo I am..

2006-04-18T23:13:00.000+08:00

My man Boon at work!You guys should have seen him in action that night...photography at its best...I don't even know what does SLR stands for...

Xiao looking really hot in white here!haha...just realised...we totally matched!haha...Xiao modelled that night and she looked really demure in a Cheongsam...too bad I haven't got hold of that pic!

Lol...Jiale was presenting us with her best impersonation of a frustated monkey while Aaron stared on in fear of being attacked.Aitert tried to pose for the cam but too late...i'm such a sharp shooter...while Putra was simply too indulged in dinner.

Lol...Jean looking really sweet in a floral printed dress...Jean...I give you the U for ultimate nice!haha...

More pics!

2006-04-18T15:52:00.000+08:00

My date for the night Wendy.She's smilling for the camera alright but what she really wanted was a chance to rip my heart out and grind it into molecules.

Alright...I wanna stress it again...she's not taller than I am.....
Taking a picture right after an Indian cuisine is not a great idea if you wanna shoot a commercial for Darlie's but screw it...I love this pic...we look don't we Jiale?haha

Pictures!

2006-04-18T15:16:00.000+08:00

Lolx!I think this pic rockz...totally captured the moment:)Leon bought Fern a bouquet of white roses...ain't that sweet?awwwww

Praise The Lord

2006-04-16T14:18:00.000+08:00

It was a typically hot and humid afternoon and there I was spending my Saturday afternoon banging loads of coloured balls in to table pockets at Asia Club and boy oh boy..ain't pool great?Pool is life!Just while I was cueing up for a potential game winning attempt at the elusive 9 ball...I could feel a certain vibration around my crotch but I stayed focused and didn't let the pleasure of it distract me from my inevitably glorious victory.By the time Leon replace the cue(I miss hit and the cue ball jumped right out of the table without hitting the solitary 9 ball),I missed the call already but thankfully Jiale called again and went"Ian do ya wanna attend the dinner?"

A chance to hang out with them and to see Wendy in a dress was too rare for me to pass it up and I reluctantly agreed(Thank God I did...Amen:D).The rest of the afternoon was spent pondering on what to wear and truthfully I was kinda pissed off by the organiser's decision to make it a semi formal event for the dress code is kinda vague and doesn't offer a us ticket holders much of a definition.Eventually I decided upon my faithful jeans and a white long sleeved shirt and I told my date that it would be cool if she could put on a dress(BIG mistake...haha).

So,it was 6:17 in the evening and I had to make a pit stop at Leon's to pick him up(he told Su Fern he hired me to be their chauffer...where's my dough then Leon?).Right before we embarked on our journey to pick up our respective dates for the dinner Leon insisted on buying Fern some flowers and we roamed through the whole of ss15 before we finally found a florist.He decided on three white roses laced with ferns and wrapped in purple satin like papers.Soon we made it too Fern's house and it was rather scary as her mom actually came out of the house to inspect a little...little did I know...it's just a preview of the greater horror that I was going to encounter.

Subsequently I arrived at the gold flaked black auto gates of Wendy's house and I took pride in the fact that I was precisely punctual.The sight of her granny wiped the smirk of my face pretty soon though.Her granny looks like any other typical Ah Mah with curly locks,spandex 3 quarter pants and a baggy green t-shirt.All those stereotypes were soon broken when she blew out clouds of smoke right through her nostrils and the way she stared at me scared the living hell out of me.Out of courtesy I stepped out of the car and mumbled through my greetings and asked for Wendy.She began to say something in mandarin which i totally do not comprehend and simply nodded to every word she said...haha...then I went back into my car and soon after Wendy's younger sis came out of the house and I noticed she kept her hair long.She looked immensely different from photos Wendy showed me last year and much to her joy she doesn't look like Francis anymore...haha.It was a shocking pink number and I almost went pink with shock.She looked really great in a pink dress which totally complimented her long slender figure.What a shame that the first few curses she screamed when she first saw me couldn't make it here...it was as colourful as her dress was..haha.Much to her dispair...everybody else in the car and me in particular were in jeans..looking very casual.Her greetings were soon conveyed in form of curses and hardcore body blows...I've got her handprints all over my black..I swear this is true.

The next 15 minutes were spent circling around ss 18 as she agonized over the choice available to her.Looking absolutely gorgeous and glamorous in that dress or simply rush home to have a change of clothes.Sadly,the latter was preffered:(

I gotta give props to my fellow juniours at SMK Subang Utama for making the half walled hall grand enough to host a banquet of this magnitude though the quality of the perfomances were at best abysmal...but Kevin rocked!haha...and basically it was more like a gathering of cam whores as most people were clicking and shooting away with their steely camera.Aitert had the nerves to pinch me around my waist and went "You're still so fat" during a photoshoot...HEY WHAT'S WRONG WITH A GUY WHO'S BUILT FOR COMFORT INSTEAD OF SPEED!..haha...oh well...it was good natured dig at my lifestyle I guess...appreciate it Tert..haha.

Approximately 2.5 hours later we left for Asia Club for foosball(Asia's fast becoming a sanctuary for me..away from the hustle and bustle of..urmm...my parents?ahaha)and I felt rather dry mouthed considering we spent most of our time during the dinner ogling at the beautifuls(Wendy has a perverse obsession toward beautiful ladies).Had a couple of games of foos and soon we joined Leon and Fern for pool...gosh...they really need a room..not a pool table..those two simply can't get enough of each others and yet they claim that they've broken up...and honestly...most of the time I don't get to see their hands..think both theirs embarked on a journey to Pleasureland it seems.

Things were comical as Leon and I watched the two ladies try their hand on pool and things were great until Wendy's parents called.Soon after,so did Fern's.Time to go home.

The dinner was yesterday but here I am suffering from inexplicable aching toes.Right,now I remember,I spent most of my time tip toe-ing around during the dinner.Wendy wore heels and she was taller...damn.

By the way,taking a detour from description of the night I would like to pay a thousand tributes to our almighty Lord for he healed Wendy's auntie.Wendy's auntie had a16cm tumour in her ovaries and it was suspected to be cancerous but thank God it's certified harmless and it has been removed for good.Amen!

Well,that's all I guess.To understate it,I had fun:)

Ultraman

2006-04-15T00:18:00.000+08:00

I should have blow my brain right out of that ass of head for not studying whereas my finals are starting on Monday..instead I had the luxury of rewatching all the ultraman episodes I recorded while I was younger(video tapes...had to dig out the old VCR player in the store room just to do so) and I wonder if it's me or that ultraman's really cool?

After all this years...I still find it hot!Ultraman rocks!in fact I can't imagine a childhood without my ultraman models!I had a complete collection of them except for the one with the horns(that's the Father of all ultramen if i'm not mistaken) and ultraman 8....what a pity that my mom gave the whole set away to my cousin who totally doesn't appreciate these babes!(he ditched them for Powerpuff Girls after a couple of months)ungrateful slimy moron....burn in the fury of Ultrafans!

By the way,just one question...why do Ultraman enjoy struggling and having pillow fights(with concrete buildings as their primary weapon)with those cute looking monsters before he eliminates them with a single laser shot(arrr....the famed L shaped posture that gained worldwide admiration)?can't he just finish it off at the very beginning instead of having that nipple in the of his chest glow with red lights of alarm?geez....

Who cares...I love you Ultraman...you brought joy to my life,you instilled colour to my life,and if it wasn't for you...I would have thought Sailormoon is cute...

Memories

2006-04-13T18:14:00.000+08:00

Memories I wish I could immortalize....
Flowers wither eventually,but we're holding one that blooms forever.....
Miss you guys...more so...miss the moments we had...God bless this emo clan

Photographs

2006-04-13T13:27:00.000+08:00

Recently I've made a habit of shielding my wallet from the public's admiration for its beauty found no match and boundary thus such beauty often flirts with danger(muahaha...it's just a brown Billabong actually..sorry for the drama).Zhong Zheng even sarcastically claimed that I'm being very snobbish now but the truth is I believe a certain level of privacy is still needed even among your closest pal,family or even your spouse.

What I really have in my wallets are photos of ex flames...haha...yeah...so now you know guys but I still have reservations about showing it for I don't think i'm suppose to out of respect to those lovely ladies in the photos.haha...anyone who actually bothered to chat with me would know that I'm more than willing to talk about my past relationships more often than not.Haha..they assume that i'm really thick skinned and love to boast about my heroics(heroics?my gosh..mostly i'm portrayed as the villain that ruined those relationships).Well personally I thought that there's nothing to be ashamed of considering that it was part of your growth,from every failed attempt you gain something in return,a new perspective,a deeper understanding and probably a wiser mind so I never bothered concealing the past even if most times it hurts like a dagger through tofus(huh?that came so naturally that me myself i dun quite understand it).

I've met friends who've never bothered to share about their past saying that they wouldn't wanna reenact the pain they endured back then but you'll never know...scars might be the best remedy for your fresh wounds.So guys and gals infact...forgetting is not always the best way to overcome things...the pain ain't really that bad if you would just take it in your face and throw a shit load of courage towards it...haha...

Basically,that was just a few hundred characters of bullshit from a 18 year old who just had 3.5 cans of Carlsberg with lunch.

Trivial little stuffs about Ian

2006-04-11T14:32:00.000+08:00

I was browsing through the internet aimlessly again and I stumbled upon the ever lovely Su Lynn's blog!whee...so miss spending time with you all at school Su and I totally love the poem you had there in your blog.It's so heartfelt and so blatantly true that I almost believe someone was falling for my smile*performs an impression of Jack the Ripper*.Haha...by the way...I don't agree with them...you're not short at all!totally think your height is ok(not a tinge of sarcasm here) and if you're a midget...you're a real nice one!haha...

Ten Top Trivia Tips about Ian!
1.99 percent of the pumpkins sold in the US end up as Ian!
2.Ian once came third in a Charlie Chaplin lookalike contest.
3.Influenza got its name because people believed the disease was caused by the evil "influence" of Ian.
4.During severe windstorms, Ian may sway several feet to either side!
5.The moon is 400 times closer to the Earth than Ian, and 400 times smaller.
6.The risk of being struck by Ian is one occurence every 9,300 years!
7.Ian can smell some things up to six miles away!
8.Only one child in twenty will be born on the day predicted by Ian!
9.Lightning strikes Ian over seven times every hour!
10.If a snake is born with two heads, the heads will fight over who gets Ian.

Oh what a bummer,the trivia states that i'll only strike someone every 9,300 years and yet i'll be struck 7 times every hour!That means I can only make someone fall for me every 9 milennium but i'll fall in love 7 times an hour!O cruel fate, thy has wedged thee's fatal axe again!
Haha...one thing for sure though..you'll need a hell of a windstorm to blow me off my feet..I'm a heavyweight.Oh well...guess i'll just mutilate myself and let the snakeheads fight over what's left of me...

Turn Me On

2006-04-10T17:58:00.000+08:00

I can't bear losing you anymore my dearest computer though you're all hangy and slow and cold and lousy but please don't turn your back on me like that anymore.

My weekend was spent eating,sleeping and basically roaming around aimlessly for I simply couldn't turn my computer on!(damn...if I can't do it to girls at least let me have the consolation of being able to turn on my comp!)sobz...and thus I wandered miserably,broken by a thousand arrows of sorrow,crippled by boulders of hollowness.....

Oh well...thank God I had a free serving of Baskin Robbin's double cone last Friday and the bliss supplied by the sensational burst of taste of sweetness eased the pain.The fact that it was totally free somewhat enhanced the texture and the my taste bud had an orgasm that day.It was ALMOST as good as Haagen Dazs and that is a serious compliment.

So what's my secret to a free BK double cone?Here are the following ingredients
1.A friend who doubts that you have balls
2.A friend who could afford a BK double cone as a price for a dare
3.A whole lot of wassabi and alot of soy sauce and some green tea and some egg yolk
4.A chopstick to stir those things together.
5.A ice cream desperado who would gulp it down.

Voila!Please dare me again!anyone!please...In serious need of fats and sugar Love Potion provides!

A threat too many

2006-04-06T00:35:00.000+08:00

This is a public declaration(though I doubt anyone would actually be reading this)of hatred to those so called FRIENDS of mine who would JOKINGLY threaten me and make me beg them for a favour. I might be laughing it off but trust me when I say I despise people who does that to me and I shall take it no longer.I haven't been using much words of obscenities for the year and don't ever force me to use it on ya.You may think it's funny but I do not think of it that way.I'm not a goodie two shoe kinda person and I will actually land punches on ya,regardless of your gender.

10 Reasons Why I Love 10 Things I Hate About You

2006-04-03T21:28:00.000+08:00

1.For once the best looking guy's the jackass who got kicked right up his impotent balls(for you decent minded peeps out there,balls here refers to the testicles which can be found on a male sexual organ and is often lop-sided)

2. The lead's played by Heath Ledger which I find totally hot and awesome(I'm by no means gay,you need to be really comfortable sexuality to be so vocal about your admiration for a person of the same gender)You'll be equally impressed by his performance in Brokeback Mountain(not for the faint hearted).

3. I'm so in lust with Julia Stiles,there's this sexiness in her that's really rare in Hollywood...she's the one that could still get you aroused in a pitch black room without touching you.Wow...you don't need big boobs and a G string to be sexy after all...Pammy...learn something will ya?

4. They made Shakspeare cooler than ever.Just imagine a black lecturer rapping to these lyrics Thy eternal summer shall not fade.

5. I find myself amusingly similar to the female lead,I tend to be edgy,I'm not popular,I love reading(not academically inclined stuff though) and I'm utterly oblivious about what people perceive of me.Only difference is I'll never have a hot blonde gal singing I LOVE YOU BABY!! to me while i'm playing football.

6. This is probably my second favourite movie right after Shakspeare In Love and trust me peeps.They're bound to be reasons why this chick flick is placed the among shrines of romantic comedies.Warning though,it's strictly for rom-com lovers.Jet Li and Jackie Chan lovers,you'll probably enjoy your overcooked Maggie Mee better.

7. Someone I unknowingly care deeply for loves this movie lots.At least I'll have some clues for her birthday gifts.

8. It's a fairy tale.As much as we wanna be cool and profess that we absolutely loathe typical fairy tale endings but nothing makes the heart go all fuzzy like a film ending smooching scene.

9. The title is absolutely cool ain't it?

10. In a hormone driven teenage tv world,where else can you see poetry recitation in a rom-com?The poem recited was a great one and would be one to be remembered for.Kids nowadays really need to appreciate literature more...

The bitterments of a declining hairline

2006-04-02T23:06:00.000+08:00

Lately, my lame excuse of a hairdo's been under the scrutiny of friends and family alike.It's fading...someday...the shore might be flooded by a sea of baldness...the family history definitely doesn't favour might perpetual struggle to at least look decent with hair atop my air-head.My hair's curly and dry...messy at best and burnt forest at worst.Sighs...

Oh well...it's been an eventful Sunday I guess...went to Ah Koon's for some fishball noodles(real pathetic really but somehow my parents are rather hooked to the greasy "clear" soup served).Then we headed home for a lil cuppa and headed straight to Mid Valley cause my father insisted of having his haircut at one of the express salon there(I wonder if they have anything to do with the fact that the stylist there are real cute and they wear cleavage showing uniforms?).

Hence my Sunday was spent walking around aimlessly at Mid Valley,being the decent son I've always been(God spare me for this atrocious lie),I decided to leave my parents alone.As we grow up,I think we tend to realise that how much time our parents pumped in for us and how much time they've to spend with each other.It kinda makes you ponder about the life the way you wanna live your life,whether you wanna make a horse out of yourself and be a slave to the materials or do you wanna live a life filled with intangible bliss and joy.I guess I've already made my choice...which is why I think I should never marry someone and start a family.There's the likelyhood that I might not earn enough to support one.This is the thing when you turn 18,you realise that every single thing that you do actually does affect others,whether you realise it or not.I know I'm sounding horribly old here and too philosphical here but just pay a lil more attention to what you do and it'll be cleared up right upon your naked eyes.

Emo is my middle name and I can't help it.

2006-04-02T01:01:00.001+08:00

An ended hiatus to my blogging I hope this would be but we'll see as inspirations for words come sporadically for me these days.This is my first blog entry in weeks and sorry if the writing seems a lil dull and monotonous, I've got some serious rusts to shake off here.

Since my last entry I've moved on to a rather challenging new life...leaving the comfort of high school(yup peeps..high school is really great even with a baddie like Asmahan in it...come to think of it...I miss sleeping right under her nose in bio class dearly...there's a kind of thrill and adrenaline that I've yet to encounter elsewhere).Juniors of mine that are still having the time of their life there in Subang Utama...work hard play hard...it's just too valuable a year to spend 24 hours munching on add math and bio(great advice if you wanna flunk SPM the way I did).

For you ignorant people that haven't bother to keep in touch with me and doesn't know that I'm currently wasting my life fooling around in Utar,I'm doing my foundation in arts there and gonna be majoring in Mass Com Public Relations(sorry for that offensive comment,kinda emo now).Yes peeps I'm sure some of you guys would have probably heard things like Don't waste your time on mass com or you'll have a better chance screwing Tyra Banks.Darn...I'm so sick and tired of getting comments like this..you think I dunno that it'll be hard?dod gamn it..I'm so gonna stick to it because it's the only course I might have an outside chance of passing!

The year's been rough so far,wonder if it's genuinely horrendous or that it simply failed to live up to 2005.A monumental year it was for me...2005 was probably the best ever...I was a late bloomer I guess...first serious relationship...first kiss(oops...mom..if you're reading this i'm still a virgin and I didn't get anyone pregnant)flooded with memories that'll probably last a lifetime.It's rather sad as the detachment from that blissful life occurs right upon me and I have yet to find something to numb the pain(again guys..sorry for the emo drama).It's already April and I still feel the sense of insecurities and lack of motivation the end of SPM brought.

It's such a cliche that for every worst case scenario we mere mortals would find excuses to numb ourselves off the pain and mine came in the form of a least expected vote of faith from my parents.They've actually supported my decision to study mass com,they don't nag at me anymore when I go out for pool with frens till midnight and my mom actually said this to me the other day,You had a gf while I strichtly forbidden you to do so but when I finally wouldn't scream at you for having one,you failed to find one.haha...that remains as one of the best stuff I've heard in years.

Alrite peeps...before I sign off I wanna apologise to my dear readers(I doubt the S is needed...how many of you actually keeps up with my craps?) for being oblivious of this site's feature to display pictures.If a picture says a thousand words...I would gladly write the words.Last but not least,for the lack of decorative designs and my dull topics.

Beliefs

2005-12-20T21:13:00.001+08:00

*Yawn*

I sprung out of bed highly unsatisfied as I only had two hours of sleep but I had to wake up much earlier than usual to renew my identification card to MyKad(which is a major pest really...the place was so crowded and space stricken that I could smell the Kopi O the chic behind me had for breakfast).

It was 7:30 in the morning and there I was queeing up to renew my IC and my turn wasn't due until 10(highly doubted it with the infamous deficiency of Malaysian Government workers...those doubts materialised...It wasn't my turn until 11:25).Oh well...I kinda bonded with a gal who's around my age and a Malay dude who happens to be behind and in front of me respectively.The lady was really sweetlooking and she really reminded me of Dakota Fanning from War of The Worlds(haha...of course...she's much older than Dakota),the kind of gal who can charm with a single twitch of their lips...but...the Malay dude left a deeper impression on me though.

OK...b4 you guys become judgemental and intrigued,let me clarify that I'm straight.

The Malay dude whose name's Azam was only a couple of years elder than I am(he's 19) but there he was in front of me queeing up to get his MyKad done with 3 year old child in his embrace.It was his son.Well...considering that we had to to spent 2-3 hours or so in such close proximity,we were simply glad to have company and the three of us spent most of the waiting hours chatting.Azam's a fairly good looking dude(I think he actually looks younger than I do) and very well built,a direct product of his job as a construction labour.He told us that he got his girlfriend pregnant at the age of 16(his girlfriend was only 15 back then) but they've decided not to take the easy way out of it.Thank God he didn't as baby Syafiq was totally adorable!

When I've finally got my MyKad settled I felt so inspired by Azam's story.To risk everything,to chance everything for what they believe is truly important to them.As cliched as that sounds I'm sure it'll strike many the way it jilted me when you guys hear the first account of Azam's story.So often have we gave up everything we truly want simply to live out our parents' dream which are mostly disguised as ours.Be it your educations,your choice of a life partner,your hobbies or even something as petty as your meal but yes...most of us spent a big part of our lifes compromising our beliefs and desires to trod the journey our forefathers have laid upon us.Basically..to cage ourself in a comfort zone where comfort is the main dillusion,making us believe that a risk-free and comfy life is all we want.

Peeps,break the cage and run.

Love is....

2005-12-14T01:52:00.000+08:00

I just got back from Penang(made a stop at Ipoh) and 4 solid hours of driving got me all cranked up but thank God for Nescafe 0(a personal favourite).Well reached home then turned on the comp and got online straightaway.Subsequently,met a online dude of mine(he refuses to be named as fears of being affiliated to a emo guy like me swallowed him alive) who asked the very cliched question of "what's love?".

GIVE ME A BREAK!

My instant resolution for this matter was to send him a song titled "what's love got to do with it".

MAJOR FAILURE.*dash to kitchen for another cup of Nescafe*

Haha...alrights feeling much better and less emo now.Oh well...love..I guess that it's mostly just lust at our age don't you guys agree?For those who don't..you've been blessed and so is your loved one.Apparently...this poor dude can't tell whether he's in lust or in love with this gal he met during badminton(another solid testimony to claims that says sweaty chics are hotties).He was so desperate that he ran a survey among his friends about love.haha...I bet he wasn't aware that he was asking someone who crashed and burned so badly in love when he private messaged me.Cast the irony aside,I guess it's only fair for someone who's out of love to answer this.After all,love's blinding and no offence...but blindies ain't the best guide(so failures are?XDhaha...I love this fickle lil word named irony).

Love is...
When you'd rather fight with her than to make love with someone else.

Love is...
When you'd still wanna make love to her when she wakes up looking like your shih tzu had a bad fur day.

Love is...
When she brags about her hunky boyfriend and you say "I'm so happy for ya!your boyfriend's so hot that I wanna turn gay!"

Love is...
When she wanna break it off with this one guy that you know can really give her happiness and fulfillment and the first thing you do was gulp down a bottle of tequilla and say"don't do it dear,you love him and I'm dead sure he loves you too,your relationship's ordained by angels"

Love is...
When you don't get turned on by Angelina Jolie.

Love is...
When you spend that last 10 bucks in your wallet to buy her Baskin Robbins instead of the latest PS 2 game.

Eventually,
Love's as simple as the rhyme those colourful dinosaurs in Barney used to sing.
"I love you,you love me,We're happy family."

Well...don't blame Barney for misleading you when you realise that it's slightly more complicated than that.

If Only I Could

2005-10-15T15:52:00.000+08:00

If only I could spend as much time on my studies as my mom does on gardening,I'll be the top student in Malaysia.

If only I could have a bigger portion of Choc Sundae from McDonald's,I always feel like having more after finishing one.

If only I could I have my sister's out-of-this-worldly high metabolism to burn the Choc Sundae off my belly.

If only I could revamp the whole education system of Malaysia,there's this saying that God doesn't create stupid people but our education system does.

If only I could get a full refund for my extra prom ticket,I totally hate having to look for a prom partner under such dire circumstances.

If only I could have another plate of the Nasi Goreng Pattay I had this morning,freaking starved.

If only I could persuade Wendy to stop teasing my hairless legs for it's really starting to hurt my ego(just a lil.....okok...maybe a lil more than that)

If only I could stay in school forever,I'm gonna miss breaking school rules and the canteen's Nasi Pedas.

If only I could put on a pair of shades without looking like a poser,I would spend all my savings on a Ray-Ban(savings?who are you kidding Ian)

If only I could have 25 hours per day,I want to sleep more.

If only I could tear that thick layer of make-up from Asmahan's face and have a look at how she really looks like.

If only I could unlock that drawer(I misplaced the keys) where I kept all my personal stuffs in,it contains everything I intend to hide from my parents from Form 1-5.

If only I could withstand my mom's nagging.I can't.That's why I've got to go.

Bruce crying?The only specialty from Armaggedon

2005-10-09T00:14:00.000+08:00

Great!England are back on track.It's halftime for the crunch World Cup 2006 qualifying game and England been's dominating the match(though they've only got a Frank Lampard's penalty to show)the way a true World Cup contender would.

"I'll go pee first,"my father blurted out right after the ref blew the halftime whistle and quite frankly I think he's been holding since the very start of the match(my dad's such sucker for this lil game called football).Oh goodie...I get to surf the waves of channels on Astro again without my dad around,it annoys the hell out of him everytime I do.

First stop:MTV's showing 5o cents' video.*puke*that big fat over buffed maggots-ise choc of a rapper really irks me.

Second stop:Star Movie's showing Armaggedon and it's nearing the end.*Eyes shimmers with bright light of glorious hope*It's one of my favourite scenes!

Armaggedon ain't the really anywhere near to being a decent movie.The whole movie oozes an insurmountable aura of an B grade action flick(think Steven Seagal),not the biggest surprise considering that's it's a production of Jerry Bruckheimer.Driven by a plot that was as thin as a middle aged man's locks,it would be a Oktoberfest of boredom for serious movie critics but thankfully I ain't one.

I'm a simple man who loves simple stuff and this movie suited me just fine with its typically loud action scenes and the typically stunning lead actress(Liv Tyler...*droolz*).However,the one thing that really mesmerized me about this movie was the final scene where Harry(which happens to be I-don't-have-bulging-muscles-but-I'm-a-action-star Bruce Willis)had to stay on the earth bound meteor to trigger the bomb manually.If you haven't watch this movie then you might wanna catch it but I gotta warn you,it's ordinary at best though the final scene was really really sweet and touching(NO IAN YOU'RE NOT GOING TO CRY).

Haha..i'm sure most people would one day chance upon a situation where they would need to make sacrifices for someone else's sake.The dare to be great opportunity where their very own decision could alter a person's fate or simply rob the person of the bliss he/she deserves.Sad to say that all my life I've been making countless woeful decisions(like enrolling myself for the science stream though I was fully aware of the fact that I'm a noob when it comes to science and maths).Thank God though for I think those mistakes killed my future more than it does to others.

Alrite fellas...gotta hit the sack soon(the morning jog around ss18 with Cy Eu is taking its toll).

Song that best describes my feeling today:Savage Garden's 'The Lover After Me'.

A beautiful song with beautiful lyrics.

Savage Garden

2005-10-06T23:58:00.000+08:00

I've always thought that Savage Garden is such an inappropriate name for a band that consist of Darren Hayes and Daniel Jones,they looked and sing typically like SNAGs(sensitive new age guy).As most people would agree,I'm a biggest sucker for emo songs,stuffs that would conjure a sobfest.Here's a song I downloaded after I read Melody Song's blog(which is really really great,one of the best if not the best i've read).I find the words of this song really beautiful,just wanna share it with you guys(though my fellow blogger Sue Anne says that she doesn't see anything in it):)

I would like to visit you for a while
Get away and out of this city
Maybe I shouldn't have called
but Someone had to be the first to break
We can go sit on your back porch
Relax
Talk about anything
It don't matter
I'll be courageous if you can pretend
That you've forgiven me

Because I don't know you anymore
I don't recognise this place
The picture frames have changed
And so has your name
We don't talk much anymore
We keep running from the pain
But what I wouldn't give to see your face again

Springtime in the city
Always such a relief from winter freeze
The snow was more lonely than cold if you know what I mean
Everyone's got an agenda
Don't stop keep that chin up you'll be alright
Can you believe what a year it's been
Are you still the same?
Has your opinion changed?

Because I don't know you anymore
I don't recognise this place
The picture frames have changed
And so has your name
We don't talk much anymore
We keep running from the pain
But what I wouldn't give to see your face again

I know I let you down
Again and again
I know I never really treated you right
I've paid the price
I'm still paying for it every day

So maybe I shouldn't have called
Was it too soon to tell?
Oh what the hell
It doesn't really matter
How do you redefine something that never really had a name?
Has your opinion changed?

Because I don't know you anymore
I don't recognise this place
The picture frames have changed
And so has your name
We don't talk much anymore
We keep running from the pain
But what I wouldn't give to see your face again
I see your face
I see your face

Gulfed by Fate

2005-10-05T22:46:00.000+08:00

Well...I'm not really mentally and physically well enough to blog but here I am blogging admist the relentless bombardments of my mom's nagging.

Another hour or so and it'll be the dawn of a very significant date to me,6th.It's very much bittersweet I guess...it could've been the eight month of an ceaseless supply of bliss.I still get mixed feelings and my palms still sweat the way it did when I first held her hands every single time I see her.Then again,it's a dead fact that I don't feel the same for her
anymore...nowadays..my feelings are blended with the acceptance of the void she left.Living in denial has been a norm for me during the past couple of months,numbing myself by the belief that I could wipe her out of my life.It banged me so hard when I realised that it's virtually impossible to wipe someone of your life,more so when it comes to someone who used to mean the world to you and maybe..still does.Move on with grace and bliss she has achieved and that's all I ask of you God.Thanks Father.

A bizzare news hit my family today.One of my family's really close friend passed away on Monday and the story doesn't end here(sadly...it really should have).Well...his family chose to cremate his body in Ipoh.Cruel fate won this neverending chess game of life and death again.On their way to sending his corpse to Ipoh,the deceased's wife suffered a heart attack and passed away soon after.To the family,the man's death was imminent as he had been diagnosed with a host of health problems but the lady's death really stunned them.I really pity the their daughter...to lose your aging and ill parent is predictable but still saddening.To lose both your parents simultaneously is simply disastrous.

I really got to go...I'm sick,tired,hungry,nagged and beat.Ciaoz

I Am

2005-09-25T00:18:00.000+08:00

I am someone who totally despises Daniel from Malaysian Idol

I am someone who totally hates the fact that I'm specky.

I am someone who often tries to hard to help and becomes a pest instead.

I am someone who just witnessed the downfall of Manchester United.

I am someone who watched Flight Plan this afternoon and thought that it kinda sucked.

I am someone who's totally clueless about who's going to fill the vacant seat I've paid for prom.

I am someone who's so gonna be fat next morning for I've been chewing on Mars bar for the past hour.

I am someone who's so frustated about the fact that Daniel won that I vowed not to watch Malaysian Idol again.

I am someone who's just shared my problem with Xiao and vice versa.

I'm someone who's chatting with Jiale and trying to identify what the hell is it that's been bugging me since Wednesday.

I am someone who's trying to rediscover my zest and muse for writing again.

I am a writer who's still yet to write anything decent.

I am son who's yet to fulfill my parents' expectation.

I am a someone who's just had fish and chicken fillets for lunch and couldn't tell the differences between the two animal mentioned.

I am someone who's walking around with the big fat juicy words of Shallow and Foolish etched all over my face.

I am someone who loves to sing but I sound like William Hung trying to sing with his piehole stuffed with shreds of pizzas.

I am someone who just got splashed with cream on my face at someone else's birthday party.

I am who's digging hard in my brain to produce a script for my classmates' plan to shoot a movie.

I am someone who's just formed a clan with figures used generally to symbolise a sexual position as my clan's name.

I am someone who has to go now because I really dunno what else to crap on anymore.

Sex

2005-09-11T18:47:00.000+08:00

-Marriage is the price man pay for sex,sex is the price woman pay for marriage.

-Sex:the thing that takes up the least amount of time and causes the most amount of trouble.

-The pleasure is momentary,the position ridiculous and the expense damnable.

-The big mistake that men make is that when they turn thirteen or fourteen and all of a sudden they've reached puberty,they believe that they like women.Actually,you're just horny.It doesn't mean you like women any more at twenty one than you did at ten.

-The gentlemen prefer blondes is due to the fact that,apparently,pale hair,delicate skin and an infantile expression represent the very apex of frailty which every man longs to violate.

-What they call 'heart' is located far lower than the fourth waistcoat button.

-Show me a genuine case of platonic friendship and I shall show you a walking rose.

-The garter has hanged more men than the halter.

-When the prick stands,the brains get buried in the ground.

-There comes a moment in the day,when you have written your pages in the morning,attended to your correspondence in the afternoon,and have nothing further to do.Then comes that hour when you are bored;that's the time for sex

Haha...some really cynical take on the guy's favourite.
Beg to differ?
Your opinions would be deeply appreciated.

Forever

2005-09-07T18:57:00.000+08:00

I've spent eternity searching for love,
Someone I could sread my wings with like a love,
Together we'll clean the snows of our roof,
Together we'll be each other's living proof.

I found you.

My feelings mounted from a crush,
A momentary yet breath takingly intense infatuation,
When you discarded me like a worn brush,
An immense feeling of unrequited love snapped my jubilation.

I lost you.

My reluctance to let go earned your wraths,
Garneded nothing but spiteful sneers as we cross paths,
Even a remidy of a thousand sorries,
Healed nothing but conjured worries.

I lost you again.

I stole a glance of you from afar,
Sipping on your favourite Frappuchino,
Leaning nonchalantly against the door that stood ajar,
Drowning in the felicity I could never offer.

I'm finally ready to let go,
What I haven't realise,
Is that i've already been abandoned,
That you've decided to walk entirely out of my life.

Everything we shared seems fictional,
Strangers enstranged by a valley of bitterness,
That's what we are now,
And it seems like forever.

Haha...wrote this dumb poem right after Bio paper 1.Dunno why,exams seem to be my fountain of inspiration these days.haha..Anyways peeps...go download this song by Edwin McCain-Could not ask for more.

A beautiful song that teaches you to be satisfied.I wanted to much and look where I ended up.Hahaha...but then...I could not ask for more.I've found a bunch a friend I would die loving:)

Mr Match

2005-08-30T03:18:00.000+08:00

I had an ultra-sized bowl of porridge for dinner and I was quite literally stuffed after dinner.What better way to aide indigestion and burn some calories(even if it's only a tiny bitsy portion of it)than a walk around my neighbourhood?

"Better don't lah Ah Boy,it's the Hungry Ghost Festival!"my mom yelled across the living room in Mandarin.Yet,I walked straight out the house with an all conquering nonchalance as I know I've been blessed with an impenetrable shield again all evils-God's Almighty Love.Praise God for the assurance and sense of security!

Castellations of start shone brightly across the moonlit sky as I was strolling around a park near my house.This is when I received the best news I had in weeks via a sms.For weeks I've been trying to convince this gal whom my friend would really fancy her to be his prom date(The gal hesitated because she wasn't sure about some minor details and difficulties)to accept my beloved pal's invitation.Tonight,she finally dropped the bomb!I've got a date for my pal!I went berserk and started yelling while I kept pumping my fist.All this in the middle of the night and a very very creepily deserted park....ahaha...I'm all nuts.

I was totally drenced in an unspoken satisfaction.It is during these moments that I realised that probably the greatest joy of all lies not in love itself but creating the possibilities for love to grow.I'm gonna be attending prom dateless but if all things turn out as planned,I couldn't be happier:D

Serendepity

2005-08-29T15:15:00.000+08:00

To my friends and fellow writers,I would love to take this opportunity to here to clarify that as a writer,I have been obscenely overrated and received accolades I totally do not deserve.The fact that most of the people who read my literary products totally failed to comprehend the message that I was trying to convey is a major testimony to my claim.A writer's primary goal is to convey his/her message and etch them unto the reader's mind.Sad to say that I have yet to come up with such a masterpiece(but I know someday I will*Ian saying this while standing on a cliff,clenching his fist with his hair blown messily by the wind*hahaha...total self syokness:D).Secondly,to those that I've been trying to brainwash with my schmaltzy poems should realise that other than sickly romantic stuffs,I've yet to produce anything else!Last but no least,my inability to conjure something out of nothing portrays a monumental block on my writing ambitions.I had never written anything decent during exams and with SPM just a couple of months away,I sure hope I will eventually.Hahaha

Serendepity.Beautiful word ain't it?Well,it happened to be the title of a movie I watched this afternoon.The VCD has been stored in my drawer for as long as I could remember and I never actually bothered to watch it,thinking it was just another cliched hollywood chick flick,something that makes you go "Awww...." the morning after and "Ooops what's the story like again" a week later.Boy was I totally wrong.Yes,the leading characters are stereotypically beautiful people and yes,it is heart-wrenchingly romantic.Basically,the story's about two strangers who happened to bump into each other while shopping for Christmas and ended up spending a few blissful hours together.At the end of the night though,they decided to let fate take it's course and gone on their own separate ways.The guy wrote his name on a cash note and let the lady spends it while the lady wrote her name on a book and sells it to a secondhand bookstore,both deciding if they're meant to be they'll find the items again.

Alongside,the likes of King Arthur,Shakspeare in Love,Kate&Leopold and Something's Gotta Give,this movie is climbing up the charts of my all time favourites.I'll gladly lend this to anyone's who's interested,just let me know peeps.By the way people,serendepity actually means a fortunate accident.Fortunate accidents?haha...it's like students saying "Exam Rockzz!".

Teh Ais&Curry Puff

2005-08-12T18:52:00.000+08:00

Finally!After months of apprenticeship of my mom's mediocre driving techniques I'm finally allowed to drive to tuition!Amen!Well,had to drive to ss 19 for Mandarin lesson at Guo Yi's place and it was kinda scary for me considering that it was my first solo drive out of my housing area(I've never considered myself to be a talented driver and those reckless aunties doesn't make it any easier).haha...anyways I relished the new found sense of idependency I craved for all my life.

Tuition was a torrid affair as only the three of us turned out(out of the usual 7) and we struggled through the two hours.Haha...two hours and we only managed to "translate"two tradisional chinese poems!I've really got zero comprehension of Chinese literature as my command of the language is poorer than ever.Heck,I'm still trying to convince myself I signed up for that subject!I've been flushed with comments that went like"hey,China is taking over the world economy!have to learn wan!","Can read not enough,have to be fluent!".What the heck,the day China rises to the higher echelons of the world's economy would be the day I have six packs.

We had fun though nearing the end when I made a startling discovery on my way to the gents.I found a chinese chess set!haha...i played a couple of sets with Francis and Reuben and lost them all!I'm always been a noob when it comes to board game and it was much vindicated when by those suicide moves I made.Sometimes I really wish that I could be just a tad bit brighter.

I put my blessed freedom to good use when I offered to drive for a cuppa before sending him home.As usual I ordered Teh Ais and ridiculed myself by ordering the same curry puff I always had there.Darn Ian,you need to make changes to your life and maybe you should start with your darn food selection!

Invasion of The Masked

2005-08-11T16:40:00.000+08:00

It's been a week since I've ventured into my newfound bachelorhood and to be honest people,I'm not feeling any better but then again I truly understand that whatever I have to say or do is not going change a single thing.That's why I wanna take this opportunity to hail whoever that created the blog.For it is in this blog that I'm allowed to fully express how I truly feel and awkward moments of live conversations would be gratefully abandoned here.

I've been talking to alot of people lately(wanna thank my friends here for their unconditional support and for being so patient amidst my rantings) and they've been giving me some really sound advice which I've been trying best to apply onto my misery.Would I still be here ranting about it if all those worked?

Try as I might I simply couldn't eradicate traces of her out of my life.I think of her when I drive coz I promised to drive her around,I think of her when that stupid voice of Serena C said that she's gonna play some whimpy Simple Plan song coz those are her favourites,I think of her when I read coz it was how I came to know her,a shared zest for good reads.How do you ignore the void that someone that used to matter the world to you left behind?How do you spend those bits of moments on the way to tuition you once spend smsing her?They say time heals,it's all bollocks.Maybe time really heals,but it works so slowly that you wonder whether it's worth it?whether The Devil is manipulating the wheel of time to enlongate your sufferings?

I have no idea what love is or how does it works but here's a little excerpt from the Bibble on love."Love never fails.But where there are prophecies,they will cease;where there are tongues,they will be stilled;where there is knowledge,it will pass away."I guess we're just not meant to be...no matter how much I love her,how much I try to make it happen.

I've been talking to God more than ever lately and true to say I've found comfort in His presence.The pain is still there but it's eased everytime I pray,only to wake up the next morning feeling exactly the way things felt a week ago.God,I wanna thank You so much for my friends Lord.Without their support and tissues Lord,I wouldn't have stay surfaced.I'm actually much better these days,more so after spilling my guts out in this entry.Really,I wanna thank my friends again(Jiale,Steph,Yujin,Wendy,Liteng and Josh in particular),for the advices and shoulders I need to cushion my fall.

The haze has been really bad horrible and it has cut off my major supply of endorphin-Exercise.I really hope that God'll lift Malaysia off this saturation of haze so that our daily routine could be resumed.Meanwhile people,get your mask readied.I've got my on and pardon me for thinking that I really look like a doctor(I'm wearing those that docs usually wear when they're practicing).

Gone For Good

2005-08-05T04:46:00.000+08:00

She finally pulled the plug.Oh how stupid was I to think that I'll be able to change things by letting her know that I still love her more than I could ever say.I only managed to frustrate her and made her say that I was her worst boyfriend ever...haha...yeah...I've always have the knack of screwing up my relationship and this is not exception.I've screwed up badly.

I'm not going to deny that I want her back badly but then again I know I'll only end up losing her again.She once told me I'm a really horrible kisser...haha...maybe next time when I'm about to date someone again..I should really warn her about it first.I'm really sorry Tert for being such a whimp,you're right,I'm one of the worst boyfriend one could ever have.

I've spent the past months wondering how life would be when I finally leave school.The prospect of not seeing her everyday,maybe I could fetch her home everyday,maybe I could fetch her to tuitions...that maybe I'll still get to see her everyday.Haha...at least I don't have to worry about that now...I'm feeling really miserable now with the flu that I'm having.once she told me that she wanted the break up,I could feel the void of loneliness inside of me that haunted me so badly years ago.

A couple of days more and it could have been our sixth month annivesary.I actually bought her a gift for it...damn...what am I gonna do with it.Oh well...Joshua was right.When things between me and her were all so merry a few months ago,Joshua and Liteng talked to me about dating a unbeliever.I know it was a sin to disobey God's word but I really couldn't bring myself to let go of her,especially when things were going so well back then.They were right,God's not gonna punish me for it but eventually God's word will be vindicated and this relationship wouldn't last long.

I'm really shattered by it and maybe my parents were right after all...I'm still too young to be in love.Now I know it wasn't the loving aspect that I can't handle as I would give in my all everytime I fall in love,it was the pain of separation that I'll never be able to handle.It hurts real badly...I'm really at a lost here...as deperate as I sound here,I know she's gone for good and no matter how I feel or what I do,nothing will bring her back to me.

Maybe I'll love again,maybe I'll be loved again but one thing's for sure.Whenever I love again,I'll be wiser and not put in too much hope and emotions into it.I was too emotionally involved with her,that's why it hurts and I promise myself I'll never let myself feel this way again.Ever.

Torn

2005-07-30T15:26:00.000+08:00

My mom had a wardrobe clear-out today and she came across this torn Shin-Chan t-shirt I've been wearing since I'm like 10?(to clear the air,I was a severely obese kid back then I can still wear some of the clothes I had then)7 years of warmth and security has been provided without fail whether it's meant to shield me from the claws of those sore losers in the basketball court or the stinky paints that refused to be stilled yet my mom couldn't care less and dumped it straight into the pathethic little green bucket that has been serving as my household's rubbish bin for the past month.Luckily,I was alert enough to notice the dissapearance of my all time favourite tee and yes people,I picked it up from the dumps.

Yes,the shirt is in torrid conditions and wearing it doesn't seem like a sane choice but as time eloped tirelessly the more I feel like I need to cling on to this memoribilia that has proven itself to be the shirt of my life,that the sweet memories that it provided is as vivid as ever.Maybe it lacked the warmth and sense of security that I crave for so much as it's torn,that my friends been cajoling me endlessly(Thanks KL,Yuj,Wendy,Mindy,Sharon and Kaya Pau for all the love and care I've received,I wouldn't trade the world for another bunch of classmates) to ditch it as it had caused enormous discomfortness and sometimes,sickness.

Yeah people,I'm gonna be totally honest about the fact that I actually seriously considered the option,that maybe my classmates were right,letting go might the only way for me to keep it.At the end of the day though,it was a knockout decision.

There's nothing in the world that would stop me from loving it and I'll hold on to it with all my might and endurance to make sure it last as long as possible,maybe...forever.The only chance I'll let it go will be the day the tee found a better owner and someone who will mend the tears I inflicted upon.

I've kept Shin-Chan and I know...I'll rather have bad times with it than to have great times with others.Anyway,I came across this song which I could relate profoundly to on this matter.I'm sure if I did let the tee go without a fight,I'm gonna feel exactly the way the lyrics suggested...I'll end this entry with an excerpt of the lyrics...something that will make you think twice before you ever consider leaving something that means so much to your heart and soul.

What If-Kate Winslet
What if I had never let you go
Would you be the man I used to know
What if I had never walked away
Coz I still love you more than I could say
If I'd stay,if you tried
If we could only turn back time
But I guess we'll never know
We'll never know

Tragic Comedy?

2005-07-23T13:44:00.000+08:00

There's this local band named Tragic Comedy that's been having a healthy run on Hitz TV lately...well...for quite awhile ad actually.I tot it's hyper cool...Tragic Comedy...isn't that how's life suppose to be defined?Sure...tragedies strike every now and then but in the end don't we just sit back and laugh at it?whether it's from your Ikea sofa or the Lord's land of glory...yes we do.So people...everytime you fall...just pick yourself up and shed a tear or two if you think it's necessary to ease the pain but that's it.Get on with life.

Haha...alrites ppl...just came back from watching War of The World and i'm desperately searching for anegelsic cream now...sitting right in front of the silver screen for two straight hours have this effect on shorties like me.The movie was pretty much a joy ride but the ending was..errrmmm...let's just say that I'm not the biggest fan of Spielberg and this movie did nothing to change that.Conclusively..the movie was pretty much like a joyride on a Triple-looped roller coaster up until the end which strongly resembles a merry-go-round.

Hey people...I'm not too sure about you guys but are your ambitions driven by money?Lately...I came across a very thought provoking drawing of mine when I was 9.The image of my art teacher back then was a vivid as ever...she was one of the best teacher I ever had...they were the best classmates I'll ever have alongside my current bunch of classmates...I'll miss them as we finally depart school and continue to trod the path that God planned upon.

The drawing was simply tittled "My Ambition".I wouldn't actually call it art..haha...hell knows I was born with zero artistic talent(I'm horrible at maths which means i'm suppose to be good at stuff like arts but I guess both sides of my brain are equally dysfunctional).The scribbling on that piece of A4 was horrendous yet I couldn't be anymore proud of it.It was me in a police uniform.

People...think about it...how well can you remember the days where your ambitions were based solely upon your passion,your conscience who yells emphatically at chances to offer help?You can't don't you?I'm proud as the drawing was very heartfelt and sincere...It was me...the purest of me...Me myself and I that wasn't infested with the greed the Devils clot our world with...The Ian that was driven by his passion for life.The Ian that thought of nothing but to spend everyday with his friends and families in a heaven of his own...

I have but one lamp by which my feet are guided,and that is the lamp of experience.
I know no way of judging the future but by the past

The Sevenly Deadly Virtues?

2005-07-16T03:59:00.000+08:00

Reading through Chuin Howe's poem-Paradox of The Seven Deadly Sins.Really great writer he is..really look up to him.Here's the first step I took as a way to emulate him...hahaha

The naughty kinda virtue
-Angelina Jolie=For the way she pouts her bee stung lips on screen

The seductive kinda virtue
-Almond Cadburry=For the way it makes me wanna get my fingers on it so desperately

The lingering kinda virtue
-Durian=For the way the smell of it still lingers around my room

The horny kinda virtue
-The Cactus=For the way it reminds me that my mom has a fetish for gardening

The dishonest kinda virtue
-The Star=For the way those horoscopes reading made me believe I'm smart

The obnoxious kinda virtue
-My voice=For the way it annoys the hell out of everyone when I sing

The lonesome kinda virtue
-My Dad's Flower Horn=For the way it lived alone and eventually,died a lonesome death

My frens always told me that I'm lame...after reading what I just wrote...I truly believe them.

Ian The Hul(really wished I'm Good looking enough to put a "N" instead)k

2005-07-16T03:43:00.000+08:00

I'm staring into the computer screen of my and for quite a handful of times,I had to surpress the urge to scream my head off.Terrified by this green devil(no horns and pitchfork,just an acne prone face)that adorns the suit of immense green,matching his facial complexion perfectly...well...cut the drama here.It's me with my face splattered with some tea tree oil facial mask from Bodyshop(People,before you get the wrong idea...I'm not gay!I'm not even metrosexual).

Yes people...I very unwillingly applied it on my pimple plantation zone(Linda's brother once called me that a couple of years ago) as my mom was nagging me day & night to do,she even threatened to ban me from eating chocs and durians!Arrrggghh...come on mom....when will it ever finally come to your senses?that I don't need to look handsome to be happy!I can live with those pimples(Xin Lyn once told me that my face will look empty without those pimples...haha...cute girl she really was)!

"Chocs are really fattening for people like you yea know!"My sis always say that when she happened to see me chomping down a mini bar of Cadbury(Apparently my sis is blessed with metabolism that stands shoulders to shoulders with the likes of the Eiffel Tower).What the heck!?so what?

I really wondered how did all those Kate Moss-ly thin people keep their weight checked when they are fully aware that a half finished Mars bar lies in their fridge?Vanity?The urge to be accepted?peer pressure?

Whatever it is people,excuse me as I finally succumbed to the allure of Sneakers.

Gone

2005-07-05T20:11:00.000+08:00

I would love to dedicate this poem to my new found best pal and confidant-Eric Ong.In loving memories of a love that he came upon and missed out on and yet survived to rue agonizingly over it(nothing malicious here Eric,I hope this would help you get over it sincerely).

And for the Marilyn Manson of 5Zeta-Freak people might claim you to be but you do earn my respect by staying true to yourself and quite frankly I never expected a guy like you had actually ponder upon the chances of abtaining love and I really appreciated the rundown of my hopes and fears that you gave the other day.Far fetched as it might sound(mind reading),it was nonetheless very profound and thought provoking.I hope you'll get to meet Nathalie again and maybe,rekindle the fire you once had for each other.

Finally,just to clear the air...my previous blog entry was written on a neutralized perspective...thanks for your concerns friend but I wasn't making any personal references there(it was written down during Sejarah,spur of the moment kinda thing..Azizah makes me sleep faster than Harry Potter..haha...oops...Harry Potter fan?hahahaha)

Jealous at guys you peep,
Worried when my phone doesn't beep,
Feelings I used to face so loathesomely,
Yet here I am missing it so desperately.

Cocooning myself in webs of forced laughters,
Hoping it will bind my broke wings,
Evaluating priorities that really matters,
Hoping that my fragile soul would be sparred from the swing.

Our love was red hot when it fizzled,
Ice blue when it surrended to time and fizzled,
Maybe we lacked the essential chemistries,
Or maybe the core of our love was fictional.

You're gone,
Never will be back,
Maybe letting go was the only was to keep you.

*author's note:haha...i loved the first stanza!so funnily cheesy!hahaha...it was meant to be that way..hoping that it'll annoy you so that you people would stop reading right after that..if you're reading this...it definitely didn't work.Yu Jin!c'mon...let's work on some even cheesier lines!

Sick and Tired

2005-07-03T13:41:00.000+08:00

How does it feel like when you started something with someone,everything seemed perfect at the beginning when both were trying hard to keep things going,to just keep that fire burning at all cost and savoured the fire that flourished from the fuel of their efforts?

How does it feel like to be abandoned midway through the race,that she would stop fuelling everything that you worked so hard to get it started?

How does it feel like when things get so cold and you needed to feel her warmth again,only to be greeted by her hands that actually formed the pristine snows that continues to colonize this blizzard of your soul?

How does it feel like to face the cliched situation when you just somehow needed someone to talk to,to pour your heart out,only to be found sitting on your bed staring at your pathethic Nokia for the past hours waiting for her to reply?

I'm through ushering this chariot alone,
I'm sick and tired.

Table Tennis Rulez!!!

2005-06-26T08:16:00.000+08:00

Haha...oh well it's a beautiful Saturday morning and Asmahan is having another of her biology extra class because she couldn't finish the bio syllabus during school P&P...she spent way too much time on her infamous Lorry Babi crap and ogling our Mr Nasty-Aimran...haha...for your info anyways...I just couldn't bother to bring myself up at 7 am on a Saturday to attend her classes...I mean...how different could it be from usual classes?

Oh well,I guess my time was much well spent going to the mamak near my house for some Roti Telur though I had to walk and dine there alone(dunno why...I can't get "My loneliness is killing me..."out of my mind..damn you Britney)A Teh O Ais Limau completed my breakfast and I was up and ready!Dad sent me to the padang right infront of Francis's house to meet up with Sung Wei and Roy as we were suppose to walk Steph and gang to 3K together(awww....who said chivalry is dead?)Reached the padang around 10 and considering I had some time to spare,I joined a half court game there and boy do I miss playing basketball!It's been awhile since I last played and really wouldn't realise how much I miss it if I didn't play today...haha(the fact that I played quite well in my "maiden"game kinda contributed to that...scored some important points and had a tray of steals..haha).

Finally it was 11 and we had to call Steph to inquire about their whereabouts and some really unwanted miss communications happened and all those was clearly reflected in all those blisters under every single one of my toes(And 1 might be a flashy shoe but if you're a serious cager and comfort is your priority,forget it).After almost twenty minutes of wandering aimlessly around ss14,we finally met up and made our way to 3k!

Ping pong was really fun!haha...there were six but only a table!haha...oh well...we had to make do with it as 3K has only one of those and we'll have to rotate.Watching Roy play was hilarious as it was his first and it really showed in the way his rear moves everytime he tries to smash...haha...nevertheless...he's moderately talented..haha.Finally(is this the second time i'm using the term "finally"?gosh...I really need to beef up on my choice of words...my writing plummets as fast as you can say"hey,what's that suppose to mean?"...haha),the moment have arrived,the moment I have been anticipating for weeks...A match with Aitert(haha...kinda anti-climatic ain't it?)!haha...oh well...we were having an absolute fun until a pudgy guy came into the room and told us that he and his friends booked the room and we'll have to leave soon.I was surpressing waves of urge to lash out at that moment breaker but hey,I have a gentle soul do I?hahaha...we had a bite at A&W later after that...so...it was a cool day after all...haha

Alrights!got to go people and guess what!I'll be watching Mr and Mrs Smith tonight with my dad!haha..sounds like a father and son bonding session but I'm pretty darn sure the only thing that'll be on our minds during that movie would be Angelina Jolie..haha...Angelina Jolie,here I come!(blogger reeling away in an advanced stage of Self Syok....)

Making A Return Here!!!!!

2005-06-24T23:19:00.000+08:00

HAha...hey people!Here I am once again,back to haunt you people with my senseless and lame blog!haha...oh well...Eric will propably cringe at the prospect of reading another of my jiwang stuff!oh well...what's that suppose to mean?hahaha...that was a private joke I share with Eric,Kah Leong and Aimran..haha...well...the four actually sat together during the stupid ceramah school had on Monday(ceramah on Budi Bahasa?can they still smell the milk on us?)which actually lasted for 4 damned hours...haha..but guess what?I actually had a blast there with the so called male bonding session we had(heys!if girls can have sleepovers and hugs...why can't we guys have a bonding session without being labeled as gays?)hahaha...oh well...we talked across about tons of stuff that actually had some profound influence on our lives now..things like why I abhor cafes...why does a girl mean when you ask her out and she shows you nothing but a smile and a cute little thumb...haha..it was really entertaining and quoting it from Kah Leong.."We've certainly got to know each other much better and deeper"...oh yeah...Aimran claims that he's a virgin...anybody buying that?hahaha...oh well...it's been an okay week thus far..you know...school's all buzzed up with Hari Kecermelangan stuff,teachers weren't teaching much and stuff...but somehow it felt hollow...somewhat depressing for me(it's getting a lil cold here)haha...oh well...screw it!haha...OHHH!I finally remembered something I wanted to mention!Surprise people...Kheng Khim actually wrote a chinese article for the gemala and according to YuJin..it was a great piece...she even said that Kheng Khim was almost as jiwang as I am!hahaha...phew...it feels good not to be the only sentimental guy in our class...at least i'm not the odd one out..haha..alritez that's all for now folks...got to go enjoy some durians now..haha

Zetanians Are Kind in Nature

2005-04-08T14:54:00.000+08:00

It's Thursday!A day where the menopause symptoms of our teachers shine like a beacon in a rural night, a full repertoire of warnings,naggings,and scoldings.It wouldn't be a Thursday if Pn Subbu didn't come into class to blasts everybody miles of their seat,conveys all the other teachers's warning to us,and threatens to call our parents.Shiat,I have a problem there(I'm not the best of student,infact,I'm one of the worst you'll find).

I miss my form 3&4 year badly,days where I could just come home,chunk my beg aside and come online during the noons.I'm doomed to weekends and evenings now where people are seldom online.Sighs,even the liberty of using the housephone has been stripped away from me,gosh,parents tend to get bitchy during exam years...grrrr(well,probably it's just mine).

Gtg soon people,I've got tuition at Pn Lim's.Haha...she's one hell of a character and she's probably the cutest teacher one will ever get in his/her school life.With the cliched round figure of an able housewife and radiant pinkish cheeks,she really looks like a tomato.Haha...Tert will always drop me a call during tuition and I'll go "Tomato,Tomato Alert!".Lol

Oh well,got to go people,mom's nagging as usual and seriously it's getting to get annoying.Thank goodness my mom's still too young for the damned neighbourhood of MENOPAUSE(life begins at 50?sure bo?),which means I'll be on my own already when she does move into it.Thank Goodness!

MaKAn

2005-04-03T15:58:00.000+08:00

First and foremost I would like to offer my apologies to the ushering team as I arrived late for duty,very late indeed(but it seems like they didn't need me though...haha).Oh well,helped Joleen out instead with the sandwiches(which I unfortunately didn't stay long enough for a bite of it).It was pretty much a mess,mashed up cans of tuna(low fat....this people are health consious) with a rather huge amount amount of mayonaise.It came up pretty ok,not too bad considering that we're having mayo with tuna(I dunno bout you guys,but i think tuna doesn't go well with mayo).I was talking about the Easter Rally by the way.I had to leave early though as my dad was already there to pick me up.

McD's!!!Isn't it amazing how this franchise that sells mashed up beef organs and fats sandwiched between slices of bread with a mediocre amount of sesame prospered so majestically?hahaha...my dad surprisingly suggested that we had lunch there and I went"You sure!?I didn't know oldies are into burgers and fries and of course...sundaes"Oh well,I had a double cheeseburger and a helpful serving of fries.Desserts was a formality rather than a luxury to me,I had a choc sundae(don't tell me it's fattening,I don't care!)

Reached home in a really tired state of mind,took a short nap and had some nachos while watching reruns on Astro with my sis.Rised from my seat to realise that every step I took yelled out loud at the extra burden around my waist.Oh well,got to do something someday but not now.I'm just too happy to go on a diet(i'm very much an emotional consumer,I eat lots when I'm on the extreme ends of emotions).A quarter past 4,we headed back to Malacca,to the wooden house the legacy of the Yongs began(hahaha...I'm being dramatic...as usual...haha).

I slept through the journey and mom needed a couple of slaps on my flabby arms to wake me when we arrived.People,I can assure you that Malacca is a cathedral of heavenly food.We went straight for our favourite-Satay Celup.Satay celup is very much like steamboat,just that it's ingredients are boiled in a gravy rich with peanut(and inevitably-oil,what else,typically Chinese).They ingredients ranges from fishballs to kangkungs but some of it could have qualify for the hall of fame of exotic food(pig's tongue,pig's liver and stuff,It actually tasted very good,don't ask how I came to know it).Oh well,it was a great 'makan' day and I had a First in my life today...hehe

Basically,I'm a happy boy!

Finally...

2005-03-31T18:15:00.000+08:00

I've finally completed my short story,something that I've promise my friends ages ago.Haha......Oh well glad that I've got some positive reviews for it,might be submitting it for GEMALA but then again,mine might be a lil too long for a short story(3.25 pages).

Overall,it's been a great day!School started with Pn Subbu(my form teacher)entering class and screwed everybody's ass wickedly,even Eric!normally the teacher's pet!haha...oh well,Eric got really pissed and guess what our Godfather of Arrogance did to rebel?He made a speech for his oral examination that was utterly perfect,yes,perfect!Can't find a better word to describe it.It spoke of each and every student's feelings and dilemmas,it doesnt mater whether you're a nerd,a geek,a playboy,a slacker,etc,you wouldn't be able to find any fault with Eric's speech.
In a month time,I've found two literary masterpiece inspired by Susela.One's Eric speech and another one is Su Lynn's essay(Mr Jacob read it to his classes)...whoa...she ain't that useless after all,somehow...I find that most student's so called hatred for her might actually be affectionate,heck,she could be one heck of a biatch but seriously,running around the school with my friends trying to evade her has become one of my favourite past time in school....haha...oh well...I feel awfully tempted to buy her man-sized fork and a tag-on tail and a pair of strap on horns,that would be the perfect look for her don't you think?hahahahahahahahahaha...(the author is in an advance state of syiok sendiri...ignore his lame comments)

Ian out.

Monday Morning

2005-03-29T15:05:00.000+08:00

Everything started out really bad today.I woke up to find my toothpaste all dried up,had to rush through my bath because my alarm didn't ring and worst of all,to find that I've finished all the Oreos in my house(all gone to my bulging waistline)!GRRRRRR!

Oh well,the morning started badly but at least it didn't go on badly,at least I'll be seeing Tert in school(thanks Tert,for giving me a reason to wake up every morning).School was totally chaotic today and I skipped all my lessons(like it matters,most teachers weren't in anyways).hahaha......by the way......I find the marchers very amusing during rehearsal.I wonder if they realise that their performance contributes to their score for sports day.I saw people like Chin Huei and Vikram clowning around while James(the Hang Tuah flag bearer)looked like he was gonna to be crushed by the weight of the pole...haha

Oh well,conclusively......the rehearsal did light up what would normally be a mundane Monday morning and I had some fun.Anywayz,got to go people.I'm rushing through my short story here(I promised to finish it centuries ago).Aiks....anywayz......I might post it here on my blog...Ciaoz!

The Teh Tarik Vendetta

2005-03-27T18:00:00.000+08:00

It's 1:37 am.I'm lethargic,sleepy and very grumpy due to the undesired disturbance to my biological scheduling.All thanks to Ravi's TEH TARIK!!!grrr......the caffeine level is so high that I swear I could do push ups in hundreds right now right here!!!Sighz......sleep is a very attractive luxury to many and I'm not excluded,join the club people!Let's sleep till our moms have to wake us up for lunch!!!

I went out with my parents for dinner today......went to Mat's Best at ss14 via a recommendation from The Stars.I wonder if the journalist was bribed,the nasi lemak was one of the worst I've tasted(even our canteen's nasi lemak was much beter) and the teh tarik I had there was horrendous,absolutely the Hilarry Duff of the teh tariks(nothing but sugar,and seriously,even my self made Milo never tasted this bad).Oh well,to make it up,shared a Choc Sundae from McD's with my sis.yummy yummy!Oh well,got to parade and went to its MPH.A place where you'll need trucks to contain my drooling salivas,I'm abosultely fanatic about books!
Sighz,but novels are an expensive luxury and my monthly pocket money couldn't support it...sobz T.T....

Done shopping bout two hours later and decided to have a cuppa at Ravi's.Now that's what I call a drink,so much better than the one I had earlier.Oh well,dinner wasn't satisfactory but the Choc Sundae and Ravi's sort of made up for it.Heck,I still can't get to sleep!No more midnight teh tariks ever!

Think PINK,not MINK!

2005-03-27T10:35:00.000+08:00

Would you wanna be literally wrapped around the fur of your barking shih-tzu?If you're kind enough to spare the live of your puppy then please be kind enough to keep fur out of your wardrobe too!Abandon those fur for goodness' sake!If you think you're cool all wrapped up in a multi-thou animal fur,you're no better than the bell-bottomed baboon that walks around in our school area(you know who you are,la la)Most of all,if you need fur to make you happy,I feel sorry for you,you're as good as a walking piece of shiat!J.Lo sucks!check out her new video and try to count how many vixens were sacrificed for her hedious outfit!Fu** you fur bearers!(sorry of the use of the vulgar language,but I'm deeply disturbed by what i've just seen.)Remember people,think PINK,not MINK!!!Let's screw the fur-trading business' @ss!Meanwhile,if you're still not convinced,watch this video from this site.

http://www.petatv.com/tvpopup/Prefs.asp?video=fur_farm

A Bittersweet Week

2005-03-27T09:58:00.000+08:00

The first week of school after the holidays was always something to look forward to but somehow there was an air of dreadfulness that hung around for this particular week,the prospect of seeing her was alluringly inviting though.Some events for sports day were already held on Tuesday and I took part in a couple of them and thankfully,I've managed a couple of medals too.Just when I thought I'm starting to lose my zest for writing,I got started on my short story(In which Eric read without my permission and laughed the hell out of me).I wouldn't pride myself as a great writer(I've never done too well for school papers,I always flunk them for some reason),but I enjoy what I've wrote.I guess that's what life is all about ain't it?Always rejoice in what you have,not rue over what you could have.Oh yeah,I had some bird's nest today and seriously,what with the hype?Probably mine was bad because it was cheap(came with a CNY
my aunt received),but the serving of bird's saliva was nothing but sugary sweet jelly to me.My friends have complained that my jiwangness is annoying,heck even my girlfriend feels so...haha...somehow though,I know nothing is gonna stop me from writing those schmaltzy poems and love stories.Ever experienced this?to go to school and had no one to speak to at all?to stay home all day expecting a sms and yet the ringer stayed silent?Loneliness is like a Voldermort curse,you might be healed from it but it scars.Somehow,poetry was my remedy to all those loneliness I've felt before.Haha....but i'm not gonna complain much now,I'm very much blessed now to have her.Scrabble....I wasn't even sure how to spell it in the first place and yet I joined the school tournament for it(honestly?I just wanted to slack a few classes of my schedule.)I had Roy for my first round opponent and our match was hilarious considering we were both noobs,showering "Can we do this?"every available turn...hahaha...I got lucky and breezed through but next stop,STEPHANIE!Haha,this overly humble girl conceded defeat before we started and yet she ended up thrashing me.Stephanie,please stop muttering those sorries k?you won it fair and square!you were much better and you deserved the victory!

Angels Don't Cry

2005-03-20T16:17:00.000+08:00

Lost love......something that never fails to scar even the most steel-like hearts.Be brave people,love ain't about having someone right beside you every available moments.Though it's much easier said than done......at least try to fight back those tears as most times,those droplets of salt sears deeper through the wound...

ANGELS DON'T CRY

Since I've known you,I've peered through your eyes,saw the different perspectives of this world we reside in,you're probably my guardian angel,I suppose.

You utilised your wings meticulously,bringing me to lusher and radiant gardens.Used your wings to shelter me from the invasive storm at the expense of being exposed yourself.You gave me something to lean on and protection,shielded me from the malicious intrusions of all evils.

You would worry about me having an all nighter during exams,worry that I couldn't take care of myself,worry that my naiveness and purity would make me succeptible to cheats and cons.With you around,I've got you to do all the worrying while I sit back and gasp over the amazements our mother earth brings.

These days of ignorance slipped by profusely,impossibly lucky I thought I was.

I'm starting to worry that these sort luck weren't made for eternity,worried that someday I will see you walked out of that door,worried that I might lose those wings that eased my flight through many hazards.You've pushed my world into a void,I'm worried that I couldn't survive without your breath around.

How does the real world look like?Would I be hurt from the acidic rain and obstacles as challenged by the world?If I could just step out from the cocoon you've wrapped me so tightly in,take a huge leap of faith over the valley of humanity,would it consolidate all those

hypothesises I have?

It's probably time for me to leave the canopy you've set up all around and taste the kiss of sunlight on me again.You're my angel but please do not cry over my departure,I'm probably just an ephemeral mirage you stumbled upon in the borderless desert of love.

Give me sometime,let me put on my thinking cap,maybe......just maybe,i might feel corroded by the rain and return to your secured embrace again.

Remember,Angels Don't Cry......

Love Defined

2005-03-20T15:44:00.000+08:00

What is love?Nobody knows for sure I'm sure......haha...most people don't even know whether they're in love and often they assume that they're in love when they feel jealous......haha.This is a poem I wrote a couple of weeks ago for someone,I hope that you guys will have a better idea but then again,it's totally subjective......find love and you'll know how you regard it.

Time sprinted resolutely by when lovebirds soar,
A journey through the sky of love saturated with affection and romance,
Trails left behind were engraved with months and dates of precious sentimentalism,
Finally true hearts beat as one.

Love needed fertilizing and sunshine to sprout,
Seeds of love were concieved on this miraculous day,
As it's blossoming continue to mesmerize,
Cherries of joy grew in abundance.

Firm branches of bliss were cultivated passionately and thank God it did,
For on this very day,your presence alone dazzled me,
Bringing me through a plethora of mediocre display of the graceful art,
An art you have a fiercely burning passion for.

A month where the illuminating light of an angel was ignited,
Beautiful as she was warm,
Her gentle soul provided a cushion,
That cushioned most of my falls with ease.

She soared many skies with her blessed wings,
Seared through many layers of hardship,
She tripped occsionally,
Only to crash into this vast temple of my heart.

Hands...Hold It

2005-03-18T15:00:00.000+08:00

He tried to regulate his heartbeats fearing that she might hear it as it was literally pounding.Tissues scattered everywhere courtesy of his relentless effort to stop the sweating on his palms.Then it happened,all he ever dreamt of for the past week,all he ever anticipated in a very long time.Fingers connected with a shy hesitation but soon eased into a passionate embrace......deja vu anybody?haha......i'm guessing most would experience this the first time they held their lover's hand(I certainly did...hehe).

Holding hands,a simple gesture of love and affection had been severely stereotyped lately.Guys who hold hands are gay,teenagers who cling on to their parents are considered whimps,old baldy guys who hold a younger chick's hands are sugar daddies.People....where is the love?what happened to the sense of security you get while holding hands?what happened to the warmth it provides?

Start holding your loved one's hands people,before it's too late,before the love is lost.......
It's probably the purest display of love and affection,not a tad bit of lust involved.
Hold someone's hands,it might light up their day or life and it would certainly light up yours.

There For Me

2005-03-04T07:42:00.000+08:00

The rain poured profusely,
Courtesy of a broken promise,
From the seductive afterglow,
Of the deceptive dusk.

A couple of poodles sashayed their way to the bridge,
Looking warmed though clad only in shabby beige,
While I sat there quivering of the biting cold,
Cocooned by the insatiable desire to have you in my hold.

Admist air saturated with scents of love,
All I inhaled were scents of perfume you left behind,
All I exhaled were sighs of reluctance,
Of accepting your dissapearance.
Winter would dawn upon soon,
Raindrops shall be replaced with snow as white as doves,
Tracing every step of loneliness as it moves,
Leaving trails I hope would eventually lead to you.

Looking at salt crusted pictures of you,
Hoping it would soothe the hollowness that haunts me vividly,
I asked the same question once again,
Before I let tears drown me to sleep.

When will you be there for me...again...

2005-01-24T22:39:00.000+08:00

Just You
You're like a rosebush,
Which compliments the darkest nights,
I would love to pluck you,
but hey,
I might get pricked.

You're like the moonlight,
which had lighten up my many lonely nights,
I would love to have glimpses of you,
but hey,
You'll fade really soon.

You're like the vast ocean,
which is where I've spent my loveliest nights,
I would love to explore you,
but hey,
You might drown me.

You're like the morning sun,
My very first sight after the long night,
I would love to....urmm...
but hey,
....urmmm...

Oh darn,
You're just you,
You're just the beautiful you.

(Feel like giving your love ones a poem for Valentines?Feel free to contact me at 0163927118...i'll try my best to help...at a very low cost...hehe...in dire need of some cash...sob sob)

The Wedding Dinner

2005-01-10T07:38:00.000+08:00

Wedding dinner,an event where man with greasy bald head and a pot belly put their thophy wife on parade while boys keep their finger crossed,hoping that women overdosed with bottles of booze would start stripping(spare the man please).All my life I've attended numerous wedding dinners and I gotta say that all of them bored me like nothing else does,even chicks in inches of make up and tight satin dresses couldn't lift up the dready atmosphere.Only aunties would enjoy this sort of function as they would always be engrossed in some really "juicy" conversations,"How's your son doing in school?","You lost alot of weight eh?Can't recognise you!".Gosh,you wouldn't need a lie detector for that.

Anyways,I just attended my auntie's(dad's cousin)wedding dinner.It was held in a top notch hotel by the way,a fact that pushed my mom and sis into a shopping frenzy(they're trying their best to steal the limelight).I'm sure that this wedding would score a homerun in most girls' fantasy,With rose petals scattered all around the red carpet as the newlyweds made their grand entrance along tables amounting to nearly a hundred.Most times during the wedding I hung out with my cousin,Adrian who couldn't keep his eyes to himself throughout the night(I gotta say that some ladies there are gorgeous)but believe it or not,he's a guy who's still rooting for a girl she started liking 4 years ago.The wedding was almost perfect until some wedding singers threatened to ruin the night with their horrendous song selection,"Venus,I'm your fire of desire!",goodness me.To sum it up,it turned up pretty okay but I had to go for supper as the food didn't impress me much.

My self portrait

2005-01-06T09:18:00.000+08:00

Blessed with a chiselled Greek God-like profile,180 pounds of sheer rippling mucles that is well supported by a 188cm frame,and last but not least,a personality that could charm the knickers off even the most well behaved ladies.....Only in my wildest fantasy(sorry to dissapoint ya,ladies).

Step back to reality and I'm nothing more than an average joe.Born Yong Ian,my family members and friends would normally call me Ian.My name is pretty unique and I never doubted it as it has never failed to provide the laughters.Most teachers in school never knew how to pronounce it properly while some mistaken the I for an L(Yong Lan...urggghhh).

As a result of a procastinated diet regiment(hey..what's life without sushis and pizzas!)and a lackadaisical attitude towards any rigorous activities,I'm no Mr World here(T.T).Curly locks so curly that it makes me look like an Afro sporting hippie,a fair reason i keep it short cropped most times.Btw,I've got black eyes well hidden behind a pair of Puma which I've worn for an eternity.

Basically,I live a very simple and monotonous life where I go to school,anticipates recess,and then the end of school everyday.Basically,I'm a person who would bore you to death.Though like every other hot-blooded teenagers,I do have a passion for somethings.I'm a literature afficianado.I'm very much interested in all forms of literature like novels,short stories and poems. I would probably post some of my literature pieces here,honest comments would be very much desired even if it ain't music to the ears:D

Sunday blues?

2005-01-03T10:35:00.000+08:00

This is another one of those Sundays where I normally have brunch at 12:30pm...fairly typical...except that I had to paint the house or risk having to spend January without a single dime in my Body Glove.I gotta give props to HE who sits high above for keeping the wheather cool and breezy,wouldn't fancy going to school looking like a monkey's rearend.Approximately 5 hours later,my dad decided to take over the brush,concluding that I would never make a career out of painting(Boy I wished he could realise that much earlier,my joints are killing me).

Smelling strongly of tinner,I needed a hot bath desperately and that's exactly what I treated myself too.What would a Sunday evening be without some chocs and novels right?Cadburry's fruits and nuts was the only thing I could locate in my fridge,hardly the Monroe of chocs,but with my tastebuds yearning for it,I'll probably chomp down anything brown at the moment
(please subdue your imagination for this particular one).Regina's Song,even the title sounds great..don't ya think so?haha...this story is truly captivating...I was almost swept away by an overwhelming urge to call Aitert(me and Aitert are sort of having a bookie group going on,every now and then...we would call each other to talk about books).It's a phycological thriller anyways.