A very good morning to our principal, vice principal, teachers and fellow schmates. Today, I am most privileged to present to you a controversial issue that has been bothering our deepest soul since the invention of computers. Yesh, as u might have expected, The consequences of Modern technology in years to come.

Opps sorry, too formal. Rewind rewind...

THe technology hor... dunno wat to say sia. Hoe come so advanced now? sibei buai tahan can? Last time slow slow one, now suddenly fast fast like ganchiong spider. What happened?! Siao liao la, liddat next time in 2050, we sure kena fuck backside by robots onne. How can?!

Yesh, i'm being possessed once again...

You must forgive me for writing in this absolutely absurd and awkward manner. I'm just trying too hard to become a blogginf angel ( who says guys cannot become angel huh? Chris Angel fake one ar?!?!) You never know, I might be the next Xialan, Xiayu, XiaLouTi, XiaoShiNi. Abd sponsors will be showering me with their latest products and inviting me to the most classy and glamourous parties. What to do? When ppl get famous amos, you want to act low-profile also very hard. Haizz...

Ok enuff of bullshit, lets get back to the main topic...

Yesh, i understad ppl will get jealous of me easily given my prominent status in the blogging field. But im graceful, Life's greatest sorrow is jealousy.

Hey wait, not this topic ( Y? Not happy is it?!)

Whenever I switched on the tv. News on how ppl is trying damn hard to come up with fantastic mechanics dat will surpass current tech just literally slapped tight on my face. You see, its not dat i'm against the dramatic advancement of technology ( or scientology like Tom Cruise), but have you ever wondered what will happen in the near future?

i mean. things hav been changing rapidly. you see. 10 yrs ago, wu actually can predict that modern technology has become a daily essential in today's society.

its even faster than the end of jurassic.

I love abrupt ending. ( excuse for too lazy)

anw thanx nat and co. for the lovely treat at dunno which steamboat restaurant at bugis.

( Yay! going to catch Forbbiden City with my dear next wkend!)

See. im blogging more often now. My my im a fantastic boy
Nothing much has happened over the past few weeks. Need more time to readjust myself to the new phase in ns ( still sucky though)
Anw, jus wanna take the oppotunity to thank everyone, yesh even if u didnt remb my b'dae or ur hp's batt suddenly went bonkers (see, we oways need good excuses to cover, and i accept it)
and for those wu rmbed and sent me well-wishes. im reli thankful to have u all! Speechless! haha.

So theres still alot of things to do, or things i did. celebration!
1) Met my gf for movie and some impulse buying
2) met caier and pt makaned and movie-d
3) met mun and han for movie session
4) meet mun and han for pubbing
5) meet caier pt and andy for fun ( yesh, define fun)
6) meet nat and co. for dinner

Ahh... wat a joyful bdae celebration. Woolala~!

Frankly speaking, this is the first time ( my 19th bdae) to have so many ( ok not alot actually ) frenz to cele my b'dae with me. isnt it juz fantastic?!

What more can i expect?

I realised that this blog entry is gg to be a big digression ( jus like how ppl r discussin abt Steve Irwin's rare and fatal encounter while some idiots started using MSN 'turtle' icon to commemorate him. Stingray and Turtle? Halo?!) I actually wanted to tok ant the advancement of mordern tech and forsee wat will happen to us, slaves of tech, in years to come. But now, i will touch on somethin more emo-nemo. Yesh as you might have expected.

FRIENDS. ( no, not stingrays)

Lets first split everyone into their respective Venn diagram ( sequence does not represent importance)

A : Close buddies ( ce, pt, andy, hx...)
B : JC clique ( nat, seok, fee, lynn...)
C : N.S. buddies ( han, mun, jj...)
D : my gal ( still got who?)
E : Misc ( none of the above)

Soon i start to realise FRIENDS r not just part and parcel of my life. They are like WATER to me. Essential and nutritous ( detox u know?). WE can't survive w/o water and water helps us to quench our thirst. Just like how friends help to share our problems, our joy and sorrow.

( such total bullshit u might say, behold!)

Water helps to soothe sore throat. juz ike frenz who help solve prickly probs which i cant handle alone.
Water helps to quench thirst, juz like frenz being essential and important at desperate times.
Water is used to flush bowels down, just like frenz who help u settle dirty laundry.
Water is used to cleanse ur face, just like frenz who help to improve ur radiance and confidence.
Water ( hot water esp) is needed to make a cup pf nice tea/coffee/cereal/hot choco/cup noodles/milo (ok u get the idea) , juz like frenz being necessary to create a joyful ambience ard you.

Ok. enuff of brainstorm. Waste my brainjuice. Oh yah, come to tihnk abt it, frenz waste ur brainjuice also

* Continuous Random Depletion of Brainjuice
- need to think of wat present to buy for him/her b'dae or where to celebrate his/her b'dae
- some juz couldnt unds jokes

*Digression

- some juz loves reverse-psychology to the core

A : "actually i got somthin to u abt..."
B : "what?"
A : "Erm. Aiya. Forget it. I think better don't tell u "
B : "Just say la! I wont tell others oso one wat"
A : "Aiya dont want la. Actually nothing one"
B : "Walao. Just say la ( *stare)"
A " not important one la ( *starts digression)"

...
...

A : " no la. juz wanna tell u C was badmouthin that you got B.O. But i dunno whether I shd tell u. Dun say i say one hor."
B : " IZZIT?!" ( went to confront C)

HALLO?! TO HELL WITH UR REVERSE PSYCHOLOGY ! STOP WASTING MY TIME AND MY BRAINJUICE TO SPECULATE!

new specs!!

went out with my gal to buy specs for myself. yesh myself not my gf.

it was kinda impulse buying. i got a 100bucks voucher from Opticpoint for specs frame and lens. so decided to head over and do some wise spending.

it didnt reli take us long before we came up with the final decision of a halved-frame milk white specs with black linin as the design. real cool i would say. not dat exaggerative but yet cool enuff for me.

and so i realised i have 25astig and 25deg on my right eye. 100degs on my left eye.

awkward.

but anw will take a nice photo of it the post it in my blog. so dat those wu couldnt be famous enuff to meet me wil have no choice but to sulk while imaginin me with the specs on. ahhh...

btw my gal likes it. so wu cares. muahaha.

total 228- 100(ntuc bdae voucher) = 128bucks. woolala!

ouch. i felt a burnin hole in my wallet. even with the voucher as an poor extinguisher.

went to catch The Banquet with dear after the short but sweet retail therapy. kinda drama-mama i would say. the whole storyline is too draggy and grandma-fairytale for me. but kudos for the excellent kungfu stunts.

btw. i know wu killed zhangziyi in the end, in case ure wondering, its the maid. she wanna usurp the emperor throne. wu asks zzy so fierce to her.

moral of the story - 1) dun vent ur anger at maids. u never know wat shes up to.
2) dun wear such classy and glam dress and accessories. sour grapes
u know.
3) dun bathe in sucha big pool! got flowers deco somemore! the maid need to
brave thru pricks thorns and bees to get u such orgasmic bath.
4) dun always ask the maid stupid questions like ' do u know y i like red?'

and so the fateful day came
i met up with my close buddies( caier and co) for an enjoyable night at some decent pub. ( no, no PRCs im sorry to say)
been waiting for this night to come. and finally it came.

so we ordered mattel at 128bucks and drank to our hearts content.
4 of us divided the bill. which means 32 each. quite worth it la.
3 mixers - green tea, soda and coke.

not to mentioned the games we played. so lup sup! - finger guessing, hai-dai(ermm.. seaweed?) and some idiotic games which the loser has to get his palm slapped by the other 3.
the suay me got my hand hit like 4/5 games we played. how unlucky can i get. gosh.

its called Liquid. the name of the pub. quite nice la actually. except the horrible voice of the drunkards there. sibei cmi. we were literally shocked to death when the guy tried to hit some high notes when singin andy lau's songs. argh.

but lets dun generalize everyone there as 'kill-chicken' voice some gerls there can sing really well. yesh, gerls only. im shameful to say the adult guys there all chose extremely old-sch songs and sang it with ridiculously cmi accent and pitch.

and of coz, andy's ' all-of-yall-sing-like-shit, only-i-can sing-like-hongjunyang' attitude seriously needs some adjustment. both mentally and i believe, vocally too.

plus his frequent complaints abt going clubbin instead of pubbing. MOS MOS MOS... watever.

i have to admit dat our clique is one of the hardest to satisfy. u wouldnt imagine.
1) i dowan to club
2) peitang doesnt wan to club
3) andy wans to club
4) i dowan to drink beer
5) andy doesnt wan to go ktv lounge pub.
6) andy wans to go minah (malay ahlian) bar and dance alone at the dancefloor, yesh alone.
7) peitang doesnt like strong liquor
8) the rest like strong liquor
9) lightin must be juz nice. not too bright not too dark
10) dun reli favour pubs with lotsa malays
11) muz have long duration of Happy hours

fwah la! so many conditions to satisfy before we found ourself the perfect bar dat fulfilled 6/8 requirements, minus rule no.5 and 7

unimaginable. its like choosing a new president for taiwan. soon.

so if u wan me to grade the pub as compared to the rest of the pubs ive gone to. i would say 7/10.

took NR3 back home and reached at ard 4plus. den went to bathe, switched on my aircon and fell asleep almost immediately

juz feel so glad to hav gone out with them. haha.

mattel- 128bucks
NR3- 3bucks
burgerking dinner- 5.90bucks
catchin up with close buddies- priceless

theres some things money cant buy. for the rest, theres Mastercard.

ok im back. i shall blog sui sui ( nice nice) before my leave ends k.

im having leave now. yes, behold! from wed all the way to sun!

so im actually starting to plan a timetable for my leave. so that i can fully utilise this period of time and go out with many many ppl. book me fast! 1900-lai-siyan!

so many things to do, my to-do list is going to deplete much of my brainjuice. jus like hcheng's fats trying to engulf him. yes, engulf.

so now i shall be nice and entertain all of u by blogging nonsensical rants

( *juggle firesticks)

i suddenly realised dat im poor. yesh, poverty is kicking in.

no money= no entertainment= more stress= more pimple breakout= low confidence= dun dare to look up = wont take note of traffic lights= get into accident= high bills ( 11b visa!) = scarred face ( worst!) = comestic surgery = no 11b visa = money gone like flushing toilet = poorer = no entertainment = more stress = ... ...

see. vicious cycle of poverty. no wonder third world countries have higher death rate. haiz.

maybe i shall be more optimistic

no money= no entertainment= stay at home rot= watch tv and live off parents= less outdoor sun exposure = less sweat = less pimple breakout= more confidence= irony( more confidence but still stay at home)= go ntuc and window shop= kio cheap stuffs= saving money = win my mom ( shop and save advert - when it comes to saving, siyan knows best, not mom)= mom happy= father happy= sister happy= neighbours happy= more angpao money= more money!!

yay!! sucha far-fetch plan i would say. no choice.

anw. i think i told most ppl abt my recent encounter with a chinaman. he was at the atm machine there checking his balance. and being a chinaman, we cant blame him for leaving his card in the machine since he muz be late for his construction work. so he left with the balance enquiry slip. and went i move forward, the screen juz flashed somethin like ' any more other transaction to proceed?'.
so the devil took over me for ard 10 secs but was finally defeated by the holy angel with her unicorn ( juz like my blog display) and so i pressed 'no'. Instantaneously, a decent amount of good karma banked into my piggy bank ( juz nice, im standin beside an atm. ok dats not the point). which thus explain why whenever i go sun-tan, its always sunny and bright. hohoho.
i took his card ( which happens to have a small crack at the edge, maybe because he is so thrifty ( or selfish) dat he asked for a second-hand card which is like hmmm. 50cents cheaper?) and ran after him and tapped on his shoulder. he turned with a shock ( thought he kena caught for stealing toilet paper from public toilets) while i passed him his card with extreme gracefulness and clemency.
He was so delighted dat he knelt down and kissed my overpriced nike sneakers while thanking me in a ridiculously strong cheena accent which got onto my nerves. and of coz, being a saint i am, i refrained from slapping his mouth with a silverfish-infested dictionary and asking him to sstop speaking martian. i only elegantly replied ' no prob, juz be careful next time, u may rise now my lost sheep'. He refused to and still continues licking my unknown-brand ankle socks. i got no choice but to kick him away and asked him to leave, he resisted with his brute strength which he trained from snatching goods with aunties at warehouse sales. i got no choice but to use my jean grey's powers and send him crashin onto stacks of cupnoodles.

He left, crying and at a distant, i saw him stuffin a Super seafood cupnoodle into his torn pocket.

he muz be enjoying it now.