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If You Are Still Reading This Blog

2010-04-03T00:01:00.002+08:00

Thank you.

However, I officially close DONT-CHA.BLOGSPOT.COM

as, sadly I no longer update here.

This site is left for me to read back and think of the wonderful years I have shared with you. Maybe one day, I'll return and revive Dont-Cha.

But for now, you can always look for me here.

IANZS (iamnotzulkarnainsadali) is where I spam a lot of junk, you can follow me there.

However, if you want more of a Dont-Cha style kind of writing, you can always follow me on artshark

DC will stay on so that everyone can look back on the adventures I've been through. Follow me on artshark. I'm a little more open there and well, I'll talk about why I stop updating DC. Well, yes, the comment function still works, so ask me anything.

Goodnight. :) Goodbye and see you at artshark and IANZS

Competitiveness

2009-07-15T14:15:00.003+08:00

I can't remember the last time I was in a competition. When I was really young, I joined a singing competition and I won. I remembered how much I wanted to beat that kid who sang Beatles. And me, singing a sappy song by Siti Nurhaliza.

I won.

And every year in Secondary school, every year, I participated in at least 2 competitions. I had a feeling deep inside that I liked winning, being the best. The feeling of winning of winning was always euphoric deep inside.

Now I'm in Poly. There was only two competitions that I participated in. Dragonboat and debate. That's it. I never realised how little I put my hand at things.

Then I realised, everyday is a competition. To look at things in a wider angle, being better than your classmates is a competition. Being better than whomever, is a competition itself. It doesn't necessarily need a sign-up sheet.

Competition for one's feeling is tedious, and hectic. I hate it. But I like you. And I don't expect a throwdown, but if I have to, I will.

Even though it seems like I'm competeting with someone who is just playing with your heart or just someone who would fuck and run, it would take a lot of me to convince you still because somehow, along the way, your feelings are still with him.

Maybe he came around first. Maybe he said hello first. But will he last, that is a question of which the answer is never sure.

I like you. I really really do. And I always win competitions. Trust.

In Any Event

2009-06-14T23:05:00.003+08:00

Why, I take pride in my work, everything that I do. Even if it has the smallest amount of effort, it is still my effort. And for the record, everything that I touch, every thought that has been put through, it is not a small effort.

I put my heart and soul in EVERYTHING I DO.

Be it the washing dishes late at night, writing a blog entry or even some photoshop work, I put my heart and soul into it.

Heck, I even put in sweat if I have to.

So please, do NOT tell me my work is incompetent, do NOT edit my work or add changes without my permission, and bottom line is,

DO NOT EDIT MY WORK.

Would you like it if I took your homework and edited it and then submit to the teacher?

Would you like it if I say you did an awful job after you slaved over it?

You would NOT.

And don't try to cover up by saying, "I want you to improve," or "I'm trying to help you out."

Fact is, you're not. You're being very classless and very immoral.

You want to give me some constructive criticism, tell me HOW I should improve, WHERE can I improve and GIVE POINTERS on how I can get started.

Do not edit my work and try to pass it off as your own.

It's classless and I do not appreciate people. I don't fucking care how awkward it is, DON'T DO IT.

Some people can really smile at you while they hide their hands after they throw rocks on your face.

Losing It

2009-06-11T20:53:00.002+08:00

I am overworked because I underwork. I am killing myself slowly, I am on the verge of breaking down. I have no idea why, but my jaws are hurting. My veins are popping out. I need to chill. I need to get high. I need to go somewhere else.

I am losing it.

UnEdited #5 Reaction

2009-06-08T21:37:00.003+08:00

Watch it in HQ.

If your Monday blues still fxcking up your day, then waste 3 minutes of your life watching the fifth installment of UnEdited.

The email for the Leadership Training Camp (LTC) came into my inbox a few hours too late. I couldn't even print out the form to let my parents sign it, I bet I won't see them when I wake up tomorrow. Regardless, one must do what one has to.

(Insert bad ass music here)

And by bad ass music, I think you know what I actually have to do.

Moreover two days isn't long, but the fact that I have to attend (and actually ton, which is to stay awake for hours way past my bedtime) at the Subcomm retreat puzzles me. Yes, I am kinda looking forward to tonning but if I don't dance or have Macky in front of me past midnight, don't expect me to stay awake.

And with my already fxcked up body clock, tonning is the last thing I want. So let's see how long I'll last, then I'll find a nice place to lie and just forget about the world.

Besides, I think I'll be the only Halal meat there.

(Play Halo by Beyoncé)

As in, the only one who won't drink, lah see-rai-uhs-lee.

I'll tweet my adventures, but I might drop by DONT-CHA to drop a few bombs here and there. See how it goes.

The camp is in the wrong timing. Don't them heffas know that I have a million things to do by Friday?!

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Now playing: Lady Gaga - Paparazzi (Demo Mix)
via FoxyTunes

Bad-Assness

2009-06-07T17:40:00.004+08:00

If you thought I was gone, you're probably, but most definitely wrong. A lot of shifts here and there but other than that, I've been getting my bad-assness on, which is to say, sheeshaing on the down low and sticking a few ciggs here and there, but don't worry.

The only thing I'm addicted on is Twitter. Follow me.

And perhaps Restaurant City.

Cheapskate old me thought that it would be wise to just smoke socially. I don't buy ciggs, I just take a puff and get back to whatever I'm doing. Other than that, smoking is wrong.

Smoking is not to define that I've grown up, but the change of how I'm open to more things, things that are new to me. I guess it's all part and parcel of growing up, of course despite the fact that others take a more cleaner route of growing up.

The long absence from blogging definitely, well at least, I think, made me change the way I talk about my days. I've become more free, in that sense of which I think lesser subliminal messages and more of 'look bitch I'm in your face' type of thing, but of course, a little ambiguity causes a lot of turned heads.

And please, before you start saying, "oh Zul's easily influenced, such a pushover." STFU and burn in hell. A lot of the things I've done, no matter how spontaneous, a lot of thought has been made, behind every decision.

Although a little misstep is expected, none is regretted.

Except for maybe a few, like missing PCD's concert. Oh, Melody, I apologise.

Speaking of my bad-assness, I got myself into a shitload of commitments. IITSC, (kinda like my school's student union, not the TPSU. Hah) I have no idea what I've gotten myself into but I think I like my job there. Underline, bold, italicise 'think & like'.

Before I express some... Preconceived assurance and love for the committee, I think I'll just do my job and try to get along with the other members, which is to say, I miss being around people I'm comfortable with but as I've mentioned.

Part and parcel of growing up.

A huge part of me knows I can do it. The other part just wants to either take a nap or get wasted. HAHA.

I have an upcoming leadership training camp coming up on Tuesday. I'll tweet myself out of it, majorly. I mean spending a couple of days with people I'm not exactly used to may be alright, but other than that, I'll try to keep the loudness level of myself down.

I just finished my term tests. Easily said, my answer sheets look like purple vomit struck it. And projects are mounting sky high. Something I know I can get over it. I like it when there's pressure.

The preconceived notion that weekends should be spent out partying up or just lazing at some random cafe, beach, and/or but not limited to someone's house, seems so old to me.

Back to work, Zul, back to work.

Oh and you know what's fucking me upside down? Singtel being all monopolizing and shit about Lady GaGa's gig in Singapore. I am so angry.

Just sign the petition, k? With your Twitter accounts. http://twitition.com/zuk8h

It's either my undies are too tight or I really need to cut some throats at Singtel.

For A Best Friend

2009-05-19T12:06:00.000+08:00

On a normal day, or as normal as it seemed, Nobita went to school and suffered his daily dose of abuses and bullying. Running home crying, hoping that Doraemon would rectify his problems, he discovered, to his horror, that Doraemon had stopped moving.

No matter how hard he kicked or punched Doraemon, the robot remained immobile and gave no reactions. Not knowing what to do, Nobita panicked, and tears were rolling out of his eyes. He was scared, and as he watched drops of tears falling, splashing themselves against the cold, hard body of the mechanism, Nobita suddenly realised he could time travel to the 22nd century and somehow resurrect Doraemon. Without thinking twice, he immediately jumped into the Time Travelling Machine located inside the drawer in his desk.

When he reached 250 years later, he found Dorami and was told that Doraemon had a flat battery and Nobita's best friend couldn't operate unless he receives a new battery. Normally, robotic cats would have spare batteries stored inside their ears, but considering that Doraemon had his pair nimbled off by a mechanical mice, the circuit has stopped. The problem being, if Doraemon has his batteries changed, all the memory saved inside Doraemon would be lost if the circuit is reset...

Doraemon will never remember Nobita and all the adventures they have been through together. Nobita, not wanting to lose his best friend, vowed to himself that from that day onwards he will study hard and one day become a successful robot technician and resurrect Doraemon with his own hands.

He told his parents and all his friends that Doraemon went back to the future. In fact, Nobita had hidden Doraemon inside his wardrobe. Not long after, people forgot about Doraemon's presence, though Nobita and Shizuka missed Doraemon dearly.

Nobita studied hard from then on, and each time he failed, he told himself that Doraemon is depending on him. Every time when he felt like giving up, he looked into the sky and think of all the wonderful time he had with Doraemon. Eventually, Nobita improved on his grades, and went straight from high school and into university, succeeding and achieving his goals. His hard work and determination paid off.

Thirty years later, Nobita transformed himself from a failure into the CEO of an Artificial Intelligence company. He was happily married to Shizuka, and after years of hard-work and research, he finally developed a computer chip which contained all of Doraemon's memory.

Nobita immediately retrieved Doraemon from his laboratory, and implemented the chip into his childhood friend. An eerie sound infiltrated the atmosphere, and within the next moment, before Nobita realised what had happened, Doraemon slowly got up and Nobita was in mixed emotions. He was both excited and scared, scared that Doraemon forgot about him. But he knew Doraemon hadn't when he held out his hands towards Nobita and smiled warmly at him.

"Nobita, I have waited for a long time. Congratulations." Doraemon said. And from then onwards, and for the rest of their lives, Doraemon and Nobita and family lived forever happily together. And let it be a lesson to the rest of you: If you can dream it, you can do it.

Vote...

2009-05-15T21:26:00.001+08:00

VOTE FOR ZUL! MORE INFO: CLICK HERE!

Alive

2009-05-12T20:49:00.004+08:00

I AM NOT DEAD.

HAHA. In fact, if you follow me on TWITTER, I've actually been very alive and kicking. Life has been taking weird turns and some of which turned out to be for the better.

There's a lot cooking done in the kitchen and the main course isn't even served yet.

I have like 4 - 5 projects, all of which involves me sitting in front of Macky and going insane, one includes filming, and all involves hard work, which will be my middle name from now on.

I know, I'm already pressurized, but I can't let life get the best of me! Tomorrow is my Basic Theory Test for driving and to be honest, I'm afraid of failing. I really am. In any case, in fact, in every case, I'm afraid of failing.

OOPG isn't being helpful but I really need to put the very best, not my best, but the very best effort.

But the more important things are...

1) I AM RUNNING FOR IITSC!

What is IITSC? It is the student council of IIT school, apparently. I am very excited and I really hope I get a seat in the Main Commitee. I'm getting almost everyone in my school to vote for me. It's not easy, but I won't stop trying.

I am really excited. I think I'll do wonders if I get that top spot!

2) I AM LOSING WEIGHT QUITE RAPIDLY! :D

Ever since the new year, I already lost 5kgs! A feat that I'm really proud of! Because of Dragon Boat, I got such a great loss (can't believe I'm actually excited for a loss! HAHA)

For Dragon Boat, the IIT team got third out of the whole polytechnic! :D EPIC! REALLY!

As for friends, I have great ones. :) HAHA. Easy.

FOLLOW ME ON TWITTER.

AND ALL IIT STUDENTS, PLEASE VOTE FOR ME! :D

What About It?

2009-05-01T09:51:00.004+08:00

A million apologies. It's been 4 days since I last updated. Well, take a look at my timetable.

click for a closer view

So as you can see, I'm pretty packed. It's only the second week of school and I've a report due next week, 3 projects and I'm still taking that killer subject of which everyone else passed already. I think I can more or less take most of my new subjects but its really OOPG that always pulls me down.

I gotta work. Harder. (I BET IT WAS HARD!) HAHA.

Other than that, I managed to fit gym sessions during breaks because... I have too many breaks. And I like (not love, cos I start early everyday) my schedule. Only the classes... I'm not with C212 anymore. I gotta work hard to pull up my grades and rejoin them next semsester. It was too weird seeing my name in another class list.

So wanna see some of the things I've worked on so far? (I'm gonna show you anyway even if your answer is a no. HAH!)

For IN3D (Introduction to 3D) I've made a lot of progress, and thankfully, I like what I'm doing. My project is to build a town, a city, or whatever, but I really wanna do well so I really have to be creative. This is what I've done so far, but might scrap the idea altogether :/ (all for the sake of creativity)

click for a closer view

I am immensely in love with the Mosque that I built, but I might have to find inspiration from a real Mosque rather my imagination.

INMM (Interactive Multimedia) is basically working around with Flash, and for this project, I've to create a web application. I'm not sure on what I should do, but I was thinking of doing a photo gallery since I'm crazy about keeping my memories in check.

The later part of INMM is doing animation. I'm stuck with this guy for a few more days.

click for a closer view

This alien irritates me. Really, he does.

CMSK (The Essentials of Persuasive Presentations). I think the title speaks for itself. We basically have to think of innovative ideas that we can use for the upcoming IR. I asked my lecturer if the school is gonna sell our ideas to them and she said, "maybe".

"Then you better pay me," I replied.

DBIS (Database Systems) is a manageable module, another one I feel that I should do well, because its not that difficult. Its a lot like officework, so I think I can manage it.

DMPF (Digital Media Production Foundation) is a module that I MUST get distinction or else I should be A) shot, B) killed, C) cooked as satay because this subject requires... Get this...

MAC APPLICATIONS!

It requirs iMovie and GarageBand, two applications that I use all the time, so all this while I was training for this module. HAH! We haven't really started doing production, more of practice, but head on down to my YouTube account. Most of my videos are edited with iMovie, because it rocks and shxt.

OOPG (Object Oriented Programming) is still my weakest subject. Let's just end it here.

And to my freshies reading this, PLEASE score for your PRSP (Programming module too) because... Well, just because. Don't be caught in the same predicament as I did.

my poly best friend. CUTE RIGHT! :D
Again, a million apologies for the absence, in other words,

FOLLOW ME!

Twitter is amazing because I can blog wherever I am in Singapore via TweetSG! YAH~ Through SMS! Since I don't really SMS much to people, might as well I Twitter, right? Besides, Tweeting is fun!

And sometimes, in life, the funniest moments are easily forgotten, so with Twitter, I can just update it anytime la! :D

Sentosa!

2009-04-26T17:04:00.004+08:00

Sand, Tan and Friends! Yep! After the Week Zero camp, the IIT School (along with the new batch of Freshmen) joined forces and took over Pahlawan Beach! It was UH-MAY-ZING! I think I have so many children now. HAHA.

YOU HAVE TO WATCH IT IN HQ.
So what do you think? IIT school isn't small, huh! We're an amazing bunch, no?

So now that we've reached Sentosa...

TIME TO SABO SOME PEOPLE AND THROW THEM INTO SEA!

In the sea, we sat in a circle and played games. Losers had to do a forfeit. The game is that everyone must say a number, if at any point in time someone says the same number at the same time, then they have to do a forfeit. In this case...

This was never the way I planned. Not my intention! (NAME THAT TUNE!) I had to do that with a few guys while kissing some girls on their cheeks.

It was fun. HAHA.

It's time to TAN!

OK. I know that's not the most flattering of all photos of me, but I find it cute and funny. And while tanning, Desmond and Jamie decided to drop by.

HAHA. I was already really tanned. Proof?

And this photo is LOOOOOOOOOOONG before the first of the tanning set. HAHA. I was one of the hardcore tanners, lah please.

I swear, everyone was in love with my straw hat (lovingly bought by Amirul!)

Why? Because Atiqah (that hot chick right there, whom I also stole a couple of pictures from) 'stole it'.

I had to steal this photo. Look at the background (apart from her stealing my hat)

Fill in the blank: The people in the back are ______________.

Coburn was spotted wearing the hat too.

Ahmad, Sky and Coburn.
And I swear I'm gonna miss these seniors of mine who pushed me like mad during the Dragon Boat training. They're an awesome bunch, SRSLY.

Ready? Let's go. HAHA (See how enthu I was? Even brought out my SPIDERMAN picnic mat.)

After that, the whole day was done, my C241 freshies that actually stayed all the way, Bryan and Jun Xiang had dinner with me and Cheryl and the rest of the IITSC gang that stayed at Vivo. Peep the pics!

Nicholas and Bryan, second row with Cheryl, Thomas, Me and Jun Xiang!

Yes, I am IN LOVE with Thomas. NOT. HAHAHAHA.
No, I'm really not!

Act cute? No! WE ARE CUTE!

You watched the video, you know how rare he smiles. I swear I was excited when he smiled for this photo. Mr. Ang, you are a mystery! HAHA.

and one with Little Miss Cheryl herself. <3

I'm really glad I have awesome friends and freshies within IIT school. :) And thanks to Nicholas, Atiqah and Cheryl for the images.

IIT OI!

Oh I Endorse!

2009-04-24T20:18:00.005+08:00

So remember Nicky? Yeah, I was doing promotion for her. If you listen to 987, you'd probably hear my voice.

Yeah. My sexy voice.

EAT THAT, CELEBRITY BLOGGERS!

I swear this is the most epicious highlight of my blogging career. :)
Thanks Josie & RippleVox

edit: thanks Sarah's mum! (Or should it be Mrs Edward?)

I loved it and I ate it after I gymmed. As a treat. HAH.

Cos You're My Best Friend

2009-04-22T22:13:00.004+08:00

Dominic's birthday was last Monday (2oth) but since it was the first day of school, we pushed our celebration to today and it was fun while it lasted.

Earlier in the morning I was running around Tampines trying to get his gift together. I swear, the wrapping was horrible but from one angle it looks fine, kinda like a clutch. But whatever, I met him after school at 6pm at Pastamania.

We ordered our food and I'm disappointed with myself. I ordered the wrong food and got crappy pasta, oh never mind. Check my tan out.

I am so retardedly orange.

Okay. Confession: I'm a little pissed because...

The manager told me that I cannot have the cake I bought for Dom there. Its like, WTF. I spent so much at Pastamania and Dom couldn't even eat his damn cake. Like WTF.

I didn't gave a damn so I took the cake out while Dom was ordering another plate of pasta for us to share. I lit the candle and everything seemed to be going fine.

When Dom came back, it was his face that lit up. Aww. That made my day. HAHA.

Watch it in HQ.

Then you know what? After that, the manager came back to me and insisted that we take the paper plates that he gave us and have the cake elsewhere. I mean, what the hell ran through your head?

I understand the policy of, "No outside food" but dude, it's not like we brought Pizza Hut, KFC or McDonalds to be consumed, it's a fricken birthday cake! In fact, it was just a slice!

GASP. I couldn't stand the nonsense and fuckery of it all but I didn't show any anger because it wasn't my day, so it's okay. HAHA.

The card and the present. Told you it looks like a clutch.

That's the gift I got for him. The bag.

Confession, again: I loved the bag so much I got one for myself, but it was a different design.

Left: Lightning bolts for Dom, Right: Polka dots for me.

AHH YES.

The traditional stank face.

I LOVE YOU, MAN!
psst: for my 20th, I want a huge ass chalet party!

UnEdited #4 Food Poisoning

2009-04-21T22:21:00.003+08:00

Watch it in HQ.

Most of us planned to meet up for lunch but Sarah called in and told us she was struck by food poisoning, which was really sad. To cheer her up, during our lesson, we made an impromptu video(es) for her so that when she watches this, she'll be fine.

Oh, and I'm not supposed to have this class with them, but I just popped by because my 3D lesson got cancelled. HAH.

Its these moments with my class, C212 that I will miss most.

We made so much noise, the class next door couldn't stop complaining! LMAO!

Huge Shift

2009-04-20T12:41:00.004+08:00

There's a huge shift in my timetable. No, I really mean it. A HUGE ASS SHIFT.

The timetable that they gave me initially has been changed and I'm really speechless. I can't spend class with most of my classmates except lectures, just so I can fit ONE more module.

It's a huge sacrifice that I've decided to take up on. The 'change' starts tomorrow. Or something like that.

I'm still following my old timetable for now, and ~~I'm still joining Luqman's class, but now it's IN3D.~~ I just checked, I'm NOT joining Luqman's class. Yes, the 3D module that I was missing. Other than that, it's Renga's class all the way. I don't even have a class with my own classmates.

No Sarah! :( I feel damn sad about that the most. I won't be in the same class as her. Yes, I just checked. We'll only share lectures.

It's like me saving one tree but the forest will be burnt down. I can't save the forest now, even though I want to so bad. But in the long run, I know it is worth it that I'll be absent from c212's classes.

It's just that...

No more unneccasary noises from Zara, no more phone calls from Jaye, no sending of answers via Bluetooth with Farhanah, no more meowing with Ayuni, no more gossip with Bo...

I feel damn sad.

I still get to keep my Theater module and I can see Sarah there too. But other than that...

Oh well. I have to vow to do my best for whatever I have now.

(i'll update whatever happened last weekend soon. Activity filled, I tell you)

Trouble Trouble Trouble

2009-04-17T07:08:00.005+08:00

(thanks Nic!)

Dear readers

Camp has been going well and I know I haven't Twittered that much. Anyway, I've met some freshmen that was such a pleasure to know.

Anyway, I'm one of the orientation leaders for the kids in Diploma in Financial Business Informatics (FBI) and they're cool but when I started out with the camp I wanted to be with the kids from my couse, IMI, but oh well.

However, the kids from FBI proved not to be a disappointment! They were great with the station games, performances and well... Pretty much any activity going on.

Its just that somehow, because of the camp, I seem to have forgotten MOST of my troubles with school, home and everything else that I have going on so I'm thankful for that.

(BTW, thanks Renga for letting me use your Mac to update this.)

Its been a hell of a roller coaster ride, in terms of my academic shiznit, mainly because I failed OOPG last semester and have to retake it once more. I'm okay with that, but the thing is, I'm deprived of a new module, Introduction to 3D.

That sucks.

On the flipside, I am excited because I'm joining other classes. One class is Luqman's class and I'm cool with it since I'm cool with his classmates. The other class, Renga's class, can be quite a challenge.

I am going to appeal and ask for Intro to 3D to be added despite the already tight schedule.

GAH.

Anyway, I am in camp now. This has got me quite the attention.

No, it's not a soft toy,
it's my bag! HAHA.

DAMN ADORABLE! Well, he is my childhood friend.

Anyway, if you've been following my Twitter these past few months, I've been saying "training this" and "training that". Well I know I haven't announced what I'm training for, but...

I've been training for...

DRAGON BOAT!

YES. and I have a race today. Wish me luck guys.

See you all real soon again with photos and videos.

Love,
Zul

Let's Get Things Tangled

2009-04-14T22:38:00.003+08:00

Yes. I know I went missing. There's actually a lot of things I need to get done before sleeping tonight.

Watch Heroes
Help Dominic with some geeky tech stuff
Clean my room
Pack for camp

Yes. I'm leaving for camp. For three days or so? Depending on the frequency of me coming online, I don't know if I will/can blog, but seeing that these past few days I've been insanely tiresome and busy... Updating might not even be possible. Thus, you should...

FOLLOW ME ON TWITTER!

I update it like all the time. I'm sorry I couldn't update much. Really. Tiring. HAHAH.

Quite Unique

2009-04-09T22:14:00.008+08:00

Uniqlo is a another gift sent from Heaven.

Okay, maybe not that far. Japan.

Yes, the Japanese have served Singapore again with a wonderful simplistic brand with such great marketing strategy.

Let's count the ways the Japanese have made it so.

1. Daiso
Admit it. You shop there. You know how addictive it is. You don't need the things they sell but you still buy it. Why?

Everything's only for $2! I swear, the most ridiculous thing I've bought from them are door stoppers. Or Santa hats. Or reindeer antlers.

In any case, the Japanese have a great way of marketing.

2. Muji
What do they have that you don't need?

Japanese products within reach. Its not cheap, but that aloe vera juice made in Japan isn't to be found anywhere! And talk about cheap miniature but still practical furniture... And did I mention their stationary...

Isetan... Taka... The list goes on and on.

Since the Japanese occupation, they've always had a hold on us. Really. If you ask me, the Japanese have returned and now they're staying with us... They're a part of us. No longer apart.

Now with Uniqlo having their very first outlet in SouthEastAsia, in Tampines1, crowds threw themselves at the new store. And with their grand opening...

WAHLAO. The people were awesome. Really. The staffers there closed part of their doors and people literally had to queue through an alleyway leading up to the emergency staircase and from the second level, the queue streched to the first.

Epicious.

I recorded my experience at Uniqlo, but it would take me a million years to process. HAH. But you can sense my excitement. Zara says, "I'm never shopping with Zul again."

All I can say, Uniqlo was a little bit too overhyped but what I can say that the clothes are good. Nice design and most importantly, affordable. Just like how the Japanese do it.

Maybe Daiso should have a special clothing brand. Call it Hotto or Crysentemo and sell everything for $5 each. I'll buy 'em. (Of course, that's not to say, Daiso doesn't sell clothes, because they do.)

Can we say, "now that Uniqlo's here, fxck TopShop/Man!"? I don't know. Too early to tell, but damn it, did you know that Uniqlo has dri-fit tees too?!

I spent $50 in one shot and I'm happy with what I got.

Part of their Japan Game line. Gosh... This brings back memories, I swear.

And I'm a sucker for beautiful graphic art. It's flora in the shape of Africa. I fell in love with it INSTANTLY. and I LOVE that they didn't leave out Madagascar in the bottom right.

AND LASTLY, BUT STILL IMPORTANTLY...

Boxer brifes. Yes, it's pink and I like it.

I had a great time at Uniqlo. Will I go there again? Probably. But quick. The sale is until 19th April 2009. And they're gonna open their second outlet in SEA at ION Orchard. Ow-sume!

Oh and thank you Samuel for getting me this hat :D

And yes, I do wear it backwards at times. HAHA.

Vroom Pastcha

2009-04-07T20:07:00.000+08:00

Yesterday, Sarah, Mutalib and I went to the Comfort Driving Centre at Ubi to register as private students to take the Basic Theory Test (BTT) (Or Highway Code)! It's really exciting and a lot of unexpected turns because initially...

I wasn't sure that I would register, as I was just gonna accompany Sarah and Mumu and Zara just happened to bump into us so we decided to go there together. Zara eventually met her boyfriend there and it was weird.

But we were all excited! Leaving the office felt like leaving the audition room and we were running around with our 'golden ticket' to Hollywood. The feeling was euphoric. In a year's time, probably, I'm gonna be driving.

The three of us, Sarah, Mumu and I, we made a pact to pass together and we plan on racing when we have our cars. Or we'll rent and crash 'em. HAHA.

Actually, I could've been driving now. HAHA, as I 'signed' up for driving like a year ago, but whatever. HAHA. I'm actually doing it now!

Our BTT is sometime on the mid-month of May and we cannot fail. It's kinda dumb and we would have to wait another month to retake the paper. Sucks ass. LOL.

Well, the three of us (since Zara left with her BF) headed for Tampines. We were super excited that we bought basic theory driving books! HAH.

Okay, so I've read a few pages already, and you know what. Something happened to me.

Yes. Something DID happen to me! My eyes became more alert. Signs became more apparent. I knew what they meant. It was weird.

Really weird. Sarah says that it happened to her too.

I'm so fricken excited. If I pass, any commentors for this post gets a free ride![1]

Yes, really!

[1] subject to your likeability, my convenience and when I actually HAVE a car. HAHA.
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Now playing: Kelly Clarkson - My Life Would Suck Without You
via FoxyTunes

Good Things Come To An End

2009-04-05T15:56:00.006+08:00

Good things come to an end. The black and white skin complementing Beyonce's I Am... Sasha Fierce has had a nice run. But now it's time for GaGa's turn. However, don't forget.

JOIN THIS FACEBOOK GROUP NOW!

It took me quite a while to finish the skin. If you face difficulty viewing the blog, or see error in the coding/visuals, please comment and I'll fix the bugs. :)

The new layout has a lot of changes. It's neater, more organized and definitely more readable. Here's a short guide on how to use the new skin. :D

However, if you know how to use and navigate on my blog, simply scroll on by, comment on this blog post and rate the stars according to how much you like this skin!

On the sidebar, there's a section that kinda literally follows me around. Named, Paparazzi, this section basically is updated by my Twitter account and below that, what I've listened to recently, by Last.FM.

Twitter has become such a necessity because most time I would be too busy to update my blog, especially leading up to the school's reopening, I've been insanely busy with preparations for Regatta (kinda like a sports day but for poly students and there's dragon boat instead).

The latter part of the session, I just wanna let people know what I usually listen to, of course, looking at that list, I've been listening to the same music time and again. Hah.

For the comment section, nothing much has changed except that I would love to see more comments now that everything seems neater. Yeah. Bigger space for me to blog and a nice sidebar too.

However, people have faced several problems while commenting. The sidebar with all the comments are merely showing you recent comments. Its doesn't work like a tagboard where one just click-and-comment.

However, if you want to be linked, click on any of the messages and once the popup appears, feel free to just leave your name and link, (email encouraged) with a short message like, "hey would you like to exchange links?" and I will link you as soon as possible. I would appreciate it if you actually linked me first (muahahhaha) and if you have already linked me, simply leave a message. I'll get back on your blog and leave a message too. :)

If you want to leave a comment with relevance to a specific blog post, this is how you do it.

Here's an dummy entry. (actually, its not a dummy it's actually an actual post. HAH.)

1) link to this post: It's basically a direct link to the specific blog post. If you find it interesting and want to share just that one blog post with a friend, simply copy that link and paste it deems fit.

2) Comments: ahh yes, something I look forward to every time after I blog. This is what you click when you want to comment on a specific blog post.

3) Star rating: if you found it interesting, rate it. Even if you hate it.

4) direct email: now I know you ask, why put it below a blog post? I have no clue. But whatever. HAHA.

Why the instructions on how to? Because I've received feedbacks that people don't really know how to comment and find it such a bother. It isn't. It's really fun. And more secure than a tagboard, that's for sure.

So what are you waiting for? Comment and tell me what you think of the blog skin! Rate it even if you hate it! :)

UPDATE: Thanks to Rafie, I noticed that there's a flaw on Mozilla Firefox on Windows platform. Anyone has the same problem, please tell me. I NEED to fix this ASAP. (click on teh thumbnail.)

And because Rafie has been a great help to me, everyone please vote for his design HERE, by signing up and then voting for him! :D

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Now playing: Beyoncé - Hello
via FoxyTunes

Domination Of Sasha Fierce

2009-04-03T22:40:00.004+08:00

Words cannot express how much I want Mrs Shawn Carter to grace our shores with...

her tour,
be on the cover of every local magazine,
have our local The New Paper tabloid to dish fake stories about her (especially how she's such a "diva"[1] when in Singapore) just as soon she leaves the island
The Straits Times to give a classic yet expected-that-the-show-will-be-good-but-full of surprises type of review
and do all radio station interview, including Ria, Warna, Oli, Yes 933 and other non-English radio stations.
And exclusively announcing in Singapore that her latest single from I Am... Sasha Fierce is Sweet Dreams
Oh and to meet me.

Wishes, wishes, wishes. But I can't help it. I love Beyoncé. Err, Sasha Fierce. Or... Wait, who is she now?

Regardless, I want to meet Beyoncé and watch her alter ego, Sasha Fierce, ripping up the Singapore Indoor Stadium. Oh and she should be the first person to utilize Stadium MRT Station at its opening sometime next year and cut the ribbon. Hah.

Needless to say, Beyonce is superhuman. Her latest tour, the I Am... Tour, kicked off in Canada with huge fanfare. Fans were not disappointed as the Queen slayed every song, one after the other, opening with Sweet Dreams, and having a bit of the Eurymithics' namesake song.

click here if you can't see the embedded video

Imagine. Beyoncé in the next room. Me, crying my eyes out, in anticipation to finally meet the Queen. After having bought more than $500 worth of Beyoncé merchandise, added to that following her successful career AND having her as an idol with such honourable values... Understand why I should cry.

Beyoncé performed Diva. In the song, Beyoncé going all hardcore and taking a hit at her haters. "I sold millions 'round the world and they said I couldn't get it?" She questions her haters and does it amazingly well. Gosh, I love this woman.

Radio[2], from the same album, was performed with such grace but had so much attitude. I love it. The intro to Radio's performances included songs from Beyonce's albums and a really cute video of her as a little girl. If you haven't caught it yet, peep Diva and Radio.

click here if you can't see the embedded video

Beyonce's costume for this tour is not only weird and eccentric, but it represents her inner superhero. Her inner performer. Her inner superwoman. She is Sasha Fierce. Thierry Mugler designed many costumes (of course, her label, House of Deréon too provides costumes for the show).

But with all hardness aside, Beyoncé turns Sasha Fierce off for a quite some time, belting out her hits, If I Were A Boy. She Beyoncéfied the performance, covering Alanis Morisette's hit, You Oughta Know into the song. Smart move.

click here if you can't see the embedded video

Her rendition of Ave Maria, was also spiced up with Sarah McLachlan's Angel. Another Beyoncéfied move that proved Beyoncé is a true entertainer who switches things up. A fan stated, "The way she delivered that song [Angel] shows her appreciate and respect for the Original as well as for Sarah MacLachlan"

click here if you can't see the embedded video

JSYK, she flies over the audience during Baby Boy.

click here if you can't see the embedded video

Oh yes she did.

BTW, Beyoncé proves she's human. She forgot her lyrics.

click here if you can't see the embedded video

Did you see her cute smile? Aww...

So what can I do now other than wishing? I need your help. Join this group. NOW. And get your friends to join this group so we have a strong fanbase to back up the upcoming petition that I'm setting up to send to different companies to bring Beyoncé and her talented ass to our shores and shake it like a polaroid picture! [3] Therefore...

JOIN THIS FACEBOOK GROUP NOW!

and get your friends, cousins, aunties and grandmothers to join this group. This time, I am willing to do whatever it takes to get Beyoncé in Singapore for this tour, and the one after this, and the one after that and so on.

Can we do it? In the words of Barack Obama...

YES WE CAN!

[1] Diva is a female version of a hustlaaaaaa~
[2] If you thought Radio sounded familiar, I performed it before. HAHA.
[3] NAME THAT SONG!
[4] Pictures are of the talents of Daniel Flather. Visit his Flickr for more AMAZING shots from the I Am... Tour.

Take Meds

2009-04-02T22:53:00.002+08:00

I'm twittering. I'm been busy EVERYDAY leading up to school's reopening. I end late, and I get tired easily. AND my cough medicine kicks in every night right when I want to blog thus I don't get to blog at all. Tomorrow morning perhaps.

I'm gonna see my angel in my dreams now. Goodnight. (SORRY EH)

Still Wishing

2009-03-31T22:32:00.003+08:00

The ironic thing about my Dad sending me to the doctor's to get my cough (heavy cough at that) checked was not really for me to get better.

Because of my cough, my parents couldn't sleep at night. Hah. Get me to the doctor's to shut me up, thanks Dad. Hah.

Dad sent me to an old family doctor that I have not visit since I was in primary school So much so my name was no longer in their database. It was the same doctor that my late grandfather would always go for consultation.

Whenever I visited Eunos, I'd get a series of memories flashing right through my eyes.

There's a whole list, trust me.

But whatever it maybe, it's always something close to my heart. While I was talking to the clerk, she called out a name. I swear, it's one of those "ah-ha" moments that you really can't forget.

"Haji Sulaiman", she called out.

At that moment, i felt so scared if it was my grandfather but at the same time, I wanted it to be him.

When i turned around, it wasn't him.

I was sad, like instantenously. I felt like I was a child, hoping his late grandfather would just appear out of nowhere. I was close to tears. Regardless, I snapped out of it and went in to see Dr. Tahir.

It's been ages. Doctor got older, and he looks frail, far from what he used to be last time. If I could recall, he was fit and energized all the time. He's still fit for his age, but he moved a little bit slower.

Thinking about it now, it hit me.

I'm so young, freshly nineteen. I'm still so weak and doing so little fruitful things in my life. I need a change from the mundane.

I need a life, to be honest. If a doctor can live his childhood dreams to help people, why can't I live my dreams too?

Whatever it may be, I don't want to do something with my life that I don't want. I want to be happy. I want everyone I love to be happy.

Oh well, I have to work hard. Only time will tell.

As reported on Twitter (follow me) Dr. Tahir was superfast. He gave me cough syrup, anti-biotics and pills for my phlegm. I swear, I'm thankful that there's no paracentamol (panadol, for short).

Goodbye, For A Year

2009-03-30T23:50:00.005+08:00

The image's blur because... Well, just because. Our other image together was also in similar condition. Blur. And Wen Hao's not the one to take photos, thus I appreciate a blur one.

He is my friend Wen Hao. He always pisses me off. He pokes fun at me about my weight, my intelligence and most irritatingly of all... He pokes fun at me being me.

But that's the thing that I love most about him. I have no idea why, but I'm never angry when he makes fun of me because I know he doesn't mean it. Though slowly I've started to rethink that idea. Hah.

He's leaving Singapore later, 12.30am, and I'm gonna miss him a hell lot. Even though I haven't seen him over a year, him leaving Singapore is like a confirmation that I won't be able to see him for a year.

"This is my last chance to see you before you leave. I don't care," in a message I sent to him.

I went all the way to Dover to meet him.

But I couldn't come empty-handed.

I thought of so many gift ideas for him. He was very fond of the Rubik's Cube, and then it hit me. I should do a hybrid!

And to the drawing board I went.

(If you are clueless to what a Rubik's Cube is, this is it.)

STEP 1: With FreeHand, I laid out the images as tiles...

And read if you want, my letter to him.

And yes, that's you, Geri! (can you even read it, btw?)

STEP 2: Go print it on GLOSSY sticker paper. Cost about $2 for an A4 size.

STEP 3: Cut each group first.

STEP 4: Cut each individual tiles and place them in an orderly manner before pasting.

(yes, that's a photo of Wen Hao smiling like an ass after I told him to smile)

STEP 5: Paste lovingly. Mainly because if you buy a cheap cube, the coloured tiles (that are pasted for you) are not pasted properly.

STEP 6: Do all the sides...

and WALLAH! Its complete!

When I passed the cube to him, I said, "MEMORISE. QUICK." So he did, (I think) and then I grabbed the cube back and shuffled it so that he can solve it. Plus I didn't want him to read the letter side with me there. Shy laa.

Wen Hao playing it. HAHAHA.
(thanks Josie for the pic)

He later smsed me, "Solved. More difficult lah." and he's damn expert at Rubik's. Trust me.

I'll miss you man. I wonder where you'll be when you read this.

Ms. Montana... Who?

2009-03-29T17:57:00.005+08:00

I was on my way out of my house when Derek talked to me. We were talking about kids and a lot of nonsensical chatter. We were talking about our future, and where we are now, and I told him that I wanted kids in the future, mainly because my MSN nick showed, "I want to get married."

He laughed at that thought. Thanks.

Oh but I digress.

The nonsensical chatter went on, but knowing me, Derek called me out...

Of course, don't let 3 seconds of our conversation be the judgement for Derek. He's not the only one that doesn't know Ms. Montana. Of course, Derek's overwhelmed and said that...

And I stopped from then on screen capturing. But this was just pure gold. HAH.
@ him thinking HSM sounds dirty. I never thought of that.

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Now playing: Lady GaGa - Paparazzi
via FoxyTunes

Are You A Mat?

2009-03-28T18:23:00.002+08:00

10 signs to tell if you're a Mat or a Minah.

As you read a long, get a pen and paper, tick how many that applies to you.

10. You wear a camera bag with no actual camera inside. I mean, really. First it was the itty bitty small pouches and now you slay the camera bag as well, come on!

9. You pretend to have a photography company when you actually don't. Answer this: What is aperture, shutter speed and exposure time? How does it affect your image? Think fast.

8. You relate dancing, music, techno, clubbing, photography, modelling including, but not limited to, shopping as your passion and yet you know very little about any of these things, let alone move both legs at the same time.

7. Eyebrows
Girls: The only thing higher than the sky is your eyebrows
Boys: That little thing you do with your eyebrow that has that shaved bit

6. You pierce every part of your body and actually regret but pretend to play with the piercing (esp on tongue) to show you're daring. Oh and you 'overpierce' too. Its like, its written on your face that you don't want to put holes on your cheek.

5. You are NEVER home at night, and instead of a bed, you pick a hard cold table to lie on some random void deck.

4. You don't wear the clothes you bought 3 months ago. What happened to the emo "black-&-red" look? It died, didn't it? So will whatever trend you're following now.

3. Head related
Girls: You have Rihanna-hair. Its cute, but too many looks like a bunch of Minannas You wanna get Chris Browned?
Boys: Your hat/cap FLOATS on your head. Its not on your head, it floats. Like how is it humanly possible?

2. You create messes and you expect someone else to clean them up for you. No, I'm not talking about the school canteen, I'm talking about life. And furthermore, would it kill you to return your tray, seriously?

1. You wear those itty bitty Krumpler handphone pouch as a school bag and fit only your phone and your pen and go to school empty-handed.

If you ticked more than 7 of these signs, then congratulations, you are a Mat/Minah!

disclaimer: of course, this is for fun only. haha. please do not take this seriously or may have to hit your head. I got like 2/10? HAHA.

One Hour. Sixty Minutes.

2009-03-27T20:41:00.004+08:00

Earth Hour is an annual global initiative organised by the World Wide Fund for Nature (WWF) that encourages households and businesses to turn off their non-essential lights for one hour in order to raise awareness of climate change. It started in Australia in 2007, and achieved global participation in 2008.
This year, Earth Hour is being taken to the next level, with the goal of 1 billion people switching off their lights. It is a global call to action for every individual, every business, and every community. A call to stand up and take control over the future of our planet. Over 74 countries and territories, including Singapore, have pledged their support to Earth Hour 2009, and this number is growing everyday.

If you like to know more about Earth Hour, visit www.earthhour.org or www.wwf.sg.

Yes, Earth Hour is tomorrow, kids. Will you be participating? I know I will but I'm trying to get my parents to pitch in as well. I'm trying to convince them to turn off the lights for just an hour. It sounds hard to make them believe, but I want to do this. It'll be good for my family.

Will you take part?

8.30 PM to 9.30 PM
one hour. sixty minutes. turn your lights off.

blockquoted from Starhub.

Fuh-Cos On Ya Foh-Kus

2009-03-26T11:44:00.004+08:00

Athletes are superhuman. They run as fast as a cheetah (an exaggeration, but you get my point) and they're focused on their focus. Reaching the finish line - first. How I know?

I've been in school almost everyday this week and my training schedule always coincide with the athletes from track and field. I'm very... How you say, loud. So when they were running laps, I can't help but show my support.

"GO JOE! GO FIRDAUS!"

I screamed as the two fellas ran past. They did not even budge or stop, or even too a jiffy to turn and wave. They just went on. This, assuming that they're concentrating. They just ran and they had their poker face on.

They just zoomed right past me and it was as if everything in the world blurred out except for the finish line. And they weren't slow either, they went for the kill, and they were like assassins.

Its weird for me because its hard for me to concentrate when I run. Its either this muscles aches, or spasm's afoot, or someone really hot just passed me by, whatever the reason might be, I'm always distracted.

And let's not get started with the gym. Too many hot people hovering around reminding you that you look like crap. Seriously.

I don't know how athletes do it to focus during exercise, but I think I might have to plaster this image in my head whenever I exercise.

With that image of me in my head when I exercise, I think I can focus better, no? I've was in the geem (LOL I ACTUALLY SPELT IT THAT WAY) on Monday, Wednesday and today too, with tomorrow my day in the gym already planned.

But all I can say is I'm more or less focused when I'm in the gym. Of course, with the exception of ogling at people and secretly envying and hoping to bodysnatch them and operate my face on to theirs, I find I'm alright in the gym.

Today's gym session with Hairul and Danish helped, I trained up a bit. Follow me on Twitter. I usually update when I'm in the gym. Hah.

I think I've reached the stage that I can't lose weight so I have to gain muscle mass. Or whatever the proper term is. I still want to lose weight, and perhaps gain more height. 1.8m would be a dream, man.

Till next time,

FOCUS ON YOUR FOCUS!

Randomize

2009-03-25T09:50:00.006+08:00

I feel like I need to blog; mainly because my nights have ended late and you know I kinda dislike having to update early in the morning when my brain is fresh like a blank canvas. Oh swell.

I updated a lot of Twitter since Saturday and that's usually where I do quick updates of my life. Follow me?

Where do I start?

Ahh! Monday was supplementary paper for Computer Mathematics (CMaths) and it was freaking easy. I'm ecstatic, over the moon that I could do it. I knew it was the CAs that pulled down my final grade. I am confident that I'll pass it, but I don't wanna be too overconfident.

Of which, on Friday, it was reported on Twitter that I lost my eZlink card when I was out with See Kai. Haven't seen that dude in a long while and NS made him look different. :( But anyway, regarding my eZlink card, again, another story of blessing, lol, someone found my card on bus 27 and returned it to Hougang interchange. So after my CMaths supp paper, I went to get it.

But before that, I was out with Mel for lunch at Ikea, which was nice considering Ikea was empty.

Anyway, I'm really tired and have been gymming quite a lot. HAHA. Something's cooking but I don't want to flash out too many details because I don't want people to feel disappointed with me, so I'll just be working my ass off.

Work (the survey at the library thing) is over. Pay is coming in three to four weeks. I can't wait to get some new kicks, save up money and give some money to my parents! I'm a good son like that. HAHA. Maybe I should bring them out to eat instead.

Anyway, I think I'm failing OOPG. OMG. Its okay, I made a pact to myself that if I fail OOPG, I'll work harder to get a better grade thus bringing up my GPA. I hope.

I'll be blogging some issues in the upcoming days now that my exams are over. I'm working on a few t-shirt designs and I'm happy now. I really am. :D I need to work on some logo designs. YES I can't wait. MORE UPDATES ON NICKY 2.0!

Yesterday was wild. So if I get the photos, I shall do traditional 'blog-photostream' type of blog posts that I haven't done in a while! And a new layout is coming up. Hint: Its vector and features a Lady. HAH.

Oh, I'm still sick.

AND BOO @ HAIRUL FOR MOCKING ME COS I USE TWITTER :( HAHA.

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Now playing: Pink - Funhouse
via FoxyTunes

You're A Sham

2009-03-21T22:23:00.005+08:00

Look, I LOVE photoshop. Of course, the occasional, push it in here, push it in there and wallah, I'm 5kgs lighter, but honey, that's for fun. I'm not so insecure to overly photoshop myself to the point it looks like I've gone crazy with the Blur tool to my skin look 'flawless'.

If having a shiny plastic as your skin equates to flawlessness.

You are an inspiration to the Mats and Minahs rather than the people of your own kind, you know that. Yes, an inspiration of an asshole. Who do you think you are? Britney Spears? You're only famous in your mind, really.

Getting your friends to sign plaques for you... That's kinda low. You do that for what? So that you can continually to pacify yourself that you're famous? Or to pacify yourself that you're relevant?

And who are you to tell people how they should look like? You look like a mess and your manorexic ass is gonna get bitten by karma. You're a fucking disgrace to your community, the Malay community and everyone around you.

Let people be happy with how they want to look like. Just because you're insecure with your own skin and weight (even though you're already thin), make that YOUR problem. Don't rub off YOUR problem onto others who are happy with the way they are.

I'm really sorry for you. Really.

Whatever. This is a blind item. But if you read this, you probably gonna think this is about you. :)

When I meet other people who are more famous than me, I'll make this pose.

I'll squint my eyes in an attempt to look sexy without realising that one eye is bigger than the other while unknowingly show my excitement by smiling like an ass.

When I want to pretend to be sexy, I shall...

Again, squint my eyes without realising I look like an alien, while pouting my lips and photoshopping dimples in. :)

Your pretentious parade of confidence and your 'fabulousness' is nothing but a ripoff of a real foreign blogger. You, can go burn yourself in a fire. One less disease in the world already.

FAIL @ your blog advertisements getting people to buy knockoffs.

You're not a real human being and you're just disgusting.

Therefore...

:)

disclaimer: this is for no one i know, just someone i hate. so people that know me personally, this is not about you. it's about someone else that i really really can't stand. and please don't ask why i bothered typing this. i just hate him.

Manchester Or Arsenal?

2009-03-19T23:25:00.003+08:00

Interestingly enough, today I shared a conversation with a friend about soccer. Most notably how Arsenal rules over Manchester, but that's besides the point.

He said something so epic that I have to share it.

"My dad swore that he saw a birthmark of Man U's logo on my arm when I was born."

I laughed like mad. It was obvious that he is a huge fan of Man U, but what was the reason why?

They played good? They have an awesome history? They have great players? They're rich? He gave me all the reasons but then I thought, was there a deeper reason? Perhaps there is.

Their fathers. Notably, most guys (or people in general) support a specific football club (or any team for that matter) mainly because of their fathers. I could relate how excited my Dad was watching an Arsenal (YEAH!) match and I remembered we bonded.

Now, I'm the LAST person you want to talk about soccer to, but I guess that's where my likeness for soccer (or even Arsenal) came from. My Dad. Bragging about Samir Nasri or Thierry Henry (who left for Barcelona) as if they were his own sons.

But with that, my Dad talking about them, I felt more connected to him. Like a whole side of him opened. A passionate side (other than the passion for my Mum, EWW but sweet) for soccer and that's where I learned more about him.

I even bought him an advanced birthday gift - an Arsenal 2009 calendar last year.

Some people support a team because of a choice, a valid one. But supporting a team because it was something passed down from his/her father, I think, is solidly awesome, it's special.

So the next time you poke fun of someone who supports Manchester United, think. Is he supporting by choice or is it something special that a boy shares with his father.

(If its the former, please continue to poke fun)

Now remember, I'm not the best person to talk to about soccer, but the only reason why Arsenal got that position was that they know that they're the best. They're giving Man U time to shine. If not, explain the Liverpool match, 4-1, ON HOME GROUND. How can you even lose that?

Kthx. Bye.

Alas

2009-03-18T23:17:00.002+08:00

that's some zuckful cryptic bullshxt.

The Test

2009-03-17T23:08:00.003+08:00

Thank you, Nic Soon for the photo :) (the whole set too! love my legs!)

For some reason, everything around me moves so slowly.

For some reason, I have yet to sweat for days.

For some reason, the songs I'm listening to plays at a different pitch and speed.

For some reason, my vision is blurry.

For some reason, I feel like throwing up all my meals.

For some reason, my temperature is headed for the sky.

For some reason, I can't concentrate on my supplementary exam papers.

For some reason, I gained weight after drinking truckloads of water.

And the reason is...

Fever.

I'm self-medicating. I do not believe in overpaying the doctor for normal cough syrup and paracentamol. No way, no how.

Okay, my vision is blurry. Hopefully I'll recover soon. Good night loves.

Standing In Line

2009-03-16T10:45:00.005+08:00

I came across a very insightful email, of course, about our merciful Creator, Allah. It shed a lot of truth and the perception of non-believers. Of course, one may choose to believe but if you don't, its fine. I believe and I know I don't preach often, but this are just one of those moments when I feel like saying something.

Three questions:

Does God exist? If He does, show His shape.
What is Fate?
If the Devil was created in the fire, why was he thrown there? Wouldn't he not feel hurt?

Three answers.

When you are slapped, you feel pain, right? But can you show its shape? You feel pain, but you don't see it. Just like God, believers feel his presence in his life, but that does not mean believers have to SEE Him.
When someone suddenly slaps you, did you know that it was going to happen? Therefore, it was fate that you were gonna get slapped. It's not like you had a dream about it the night before. Others say its destiny, and I do believe in destiny, hopefully mine would be a good one.
When you are slapped, what slaps you? Flesh, right? (Even if it belonged to someone else, its still flesh) and you yourself is a form of flesh, and yet you are hurt by it. So what does that tell you about the Devil? Even if he was made from fire, that doesn't mean he does not feel the pain when God throws him into the fire.

Another good example is that when people say, "If Allah exist, why are there so much illness in the world, children being homeless, etcetera?"

Look at it another angle. Why are there so many people with unkempt hair? Because they did not turn to a barber or a hairstylist. Because people did not choose to come to them but even so, does that mean barbers and hairstylists do not exist?

That's the point. People don't look for God, that's why there's so much hurt in the world. But even when people don't look for Him, that does not mean He does not exist.

Think about it. You don't have to spread this like junkmail, but this is so that you would think.

By the way, for those who don't know, for Believers, Allah IS God. He is not another entity or anything like the trinity. Simply put, Allah IS God, the only One.

Before I sign off, let's get this cleared too. Muhammad is NOT God. Muhammad is a prophet, a leader for the Muslims of the modern world.

Thank you.

Over It

2009-03-14T23:45:00.003+08:00

Yes, I have been back from camp ever since last night but there was a reason I didn't update quite as fast as I wanted to.

Insert sad face here.

I failed two subjects. Expected, unexpected... Not really sure. But whatever it is, it Maths and Programming. It's sad. Really.

But I'm not that sad. As I mentioned, expected. I'm sad because I didn't get distinction for DTAT and my MMP1 wasn't an A.

Damn.

Now I'm trying to find my notes which I think my Mum accidentally threw away (or at least I did) when she was spring cleaning my room. I need to take the supplementary paper and I don't know about repeating these modules.

Mainly because, the syllabus would change for almost, if not all subjects. Even more work. Sad.

Life isn't a bunch of roses. And sad.

With results like this, the best I can ever score for my GPA is 3.4. That is to say, for the rest of my polytechnic life, I score an A for all subjects. I'm really bummed out. I need to go university. Need.

Oh and I'm sick.

I Need Sushi

2009-03-10T23:13:00.004+08:00

SUSHI BUFFET + TUPPERWARE = ME.
Taken at Sakae Sushi, Amira's Birthday.
(Happy birthday, girl!)

SingfuckingNet sucks. Their router/connection/nonsense is crapping up on me and I'm using an ethernet cable to connect to the net via my StarHub set-top box. Like what the hell.

StarHub FTW. I cannot wait to convert.

Convert to StarHub, by the way.

I'm off to camp tomorrow but neither have I packed my bags nor printed the forms for my parents to sign. HAH. I miss sushi.

I'll go missing for a few days because I have camp. I don't know how to feel about it. HAHA. Quite excited. I'm contemplating on bringing my inflatable bed. Should I? HAH.

I'm gonna miss a lot of things but I'll say hello on Twitter once in a while. If possible.

Goodnight and Bye, for now! :D

THIS IS NOT A HIATUS.

Happiness

2009-03-08T22:42:00.006+08:00

What makes you happy?

A question I ask myself everyday whilst looking in the mirror. My freshly cleaned room reminded me that I had so much to let go, but within me, there's still so much expectations, and reading my own face...

My eyes are sagging, I'm biting my lips and my brows are hanging low, and for the first time, I'm actually reading my face and I agree, I'm not happy.

For the past year, or more, I thought that there was only one person that made me happy and after being in weird predicaments I can't help but feel like we're together while being in the heat of the moment.

I feel like I'm at a loss, knowing what I wanted, what I crave for and what I really tried going for, again and again, is not mine and slipping through my fingers everytime.

It wasn't meant to be.

I repeat: It wasn't meant to be.

Right now, I'm trying to find my own happiness but I can't seem to grasp it.

Some of us seek happiness in someone we've lost, or trying to hold on to.

Some of us already found happiness but find that its slipping away slowly.

Some of us are just too happy that we're taking everything for granted.

Whatever your case might be, technically, a conclusion is put. You'll never be happy if your heart does not have what it wants. Sure, you can move on from it, but there will always that little voice saying you should have done things right.

Or maybe if you did something differently.

Or maybe if you don't do anything at all...

And other plausible reasons that the voice might give you, truth of the matter is, if we lie to ourselves about what really makes us happy, we'll never be happy. I think the distinction lies between truth and acceptance.

The truth is you won't get what you want. The acceptance is dealing with it and that you'll be okay. You still won't be as happy, but you'll be happy, somehow.

But if you keep telling yourself lies, that you're ONLY happy with this certain someone, and that you are not willing to deal with not having that certain someone, you won't be happy. At all.

Of course, there are instances of temporary high, but then again, temporary.

Sometimes, what makes us happy is what that's right in front of us.

For me, what's right in front of me, is a mirror. That boy, right in front of me, is me.

This uncanny spontaneous situation, just reminded me that I won't be happy with anyone, or make anyone happy if I myself am not happy... with me. I find myself wrapped up in things, or in this case, other people's things and forget that the one that actually needs attention from me is me.

True, I can't help myself with the things that I do. Texting, calling... But when you've met someone that you have a special connection with, you damn right try everything possible to make it work even when you know in your heart and soul it won't.

Its like consolation that it will - it won't.

I'm not happy. I haven't been. And it's gonna take me a long time for me to be sincerely happy. There's a lot of internal bleeding that needs to be healed. A lot. And God knows I'm not Claire Bennett.

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Now playing: A Static Lullaby - Toxic (Britney Spears)
via FoxyTunes

Stop That!

2009-03-06T08:09:00.007+08:00

Good morning everyone. Today, I received an email from a reader. The email is as follows.

Dear Zul

I am a reader of your blog and to be honest I am quite disappointed with your blog lately. You have been updating very little and you seem to have fallen of your blogger bandwagon.

Is there a reason behind all of this nonsense? Your readership has sunk so low, it's gone lower than bikini bottom.

What excuses can you give us this time, Zul?

Sincerely
Irritated

Oh... So I thought I should write a public apology letter to the readers of my inconsistent blogging habits lately.

Dearest Irritated

The excuses that I can give this time are as follows.
1) Laziness
2) I have a social life
3) I think I have a social life
4) I've recently got a 'summer' job
5) I'm elsewhere a lot more

1) Laziness
This is self-explanatory. I've other things to do, with/without Macky. That includes my side projects, which I don't think I'm allowed to discuss at a public domain. HAH. And nowadays, I'm back home late so... Yes.

2) Social Life
Relating to the last point of the first excuse, I've been out quite a lot, in fact, this week alone, I've celebrated TWO birthdays, been out for dinner on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday. HAHA. Basically whole week? Yes.

3) Social Life... Not?
I'm contemplating to go clubbing. How is this an excuse, don't ask me. And no, I don't drink.

4) 'Summer' Job
For the first month of my holidays (March, basically) I'll be working at the different libraries in Singapore... Get this. As a surveyor. I swear, it's not an easy thing. If you actually follow me on Twitter, you'll realise that I... Hate my job. Really. HAHA.

I've signed a contract not to talk about the people that I faced in the libraries, but let me just say to the National Library Board that people... THEY DON'T WANT TO DO A FREAKING SURVEY IN A LIBRARY!

THEY WANT TO READ! GOSH!

And I'm thinking of getting a permanent part-time job, one that I can maintain even when school starts. Its nice to have extra cash, you know.

5) Elsewhere? Everywhere!
Yes, if you need your daily dose, or in this case, hourly dose of Zul, follow me on Facebook and Twitter! (Click each screenshot to visit the pages! :D)

And please don't even ask me about Friendster. I don't use it anymore. It's so... Primary school. I hope primary school kids find Facebook so complicated that they give up while trying to use it.

Its very easy for me to update these two places with Nicky because I'm out all the time.

Sincerely
Zullieshizzle
DONT-CHA.BLOGSPOT.COM
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But above it all, I will try to update more often. Promise.

But COMMENT LA! :(
Yes, the email was fake. BUT THE OTHER PARTS WERE REAL. HAHA.

DC DOCU #3 Hairul's Birthday

2009-03-03T21:56:00.004+08:00

CLICK HERE TO WATCH IT IN HIGH QUALITY
(I recommend that you have super good connection for the HQ.

Mayhem

2009-02-28T20:14:00.004+08:00

You add us up and its mayhem.

I still remember his flat hair and her slightly longer flow-ish one. (And fecking hell I look like a mess)

Sarah Regina Edward seemed cool to me the first time when I met her. She was always so loud and active. Cheerful at best and never looked sad. But when I got to know her, no like when I REALLY got to know her.

She ~~was~~ IS a train wreck!

Bumping into things left and right, rolling down the stairs... She is (and probably will always be) a nutcase. But I love her for it. And many times, its her clumsiness and her blonde-ish remarks that cheers me up.

But the thing that struck me the most was her ability to support someone, in whatever that they wanna do. And she's been there for me and quite frankly, I can't appreciate her more, she's one of my best friends.

She's smart, she's loyal and truth be told, she's marvellous. She's a girl who has the drive to drive everyone insane but at the same time, reassure you that you're gonna be fine. Sarah is a rare specimen, a diamond in the sand.

Sarah Regina Edward is an amazing friend. Happy 18th Birthday, my dear.

Won Hui Bo is an influence. A good or bad one, I'm not quite sure.

But one thing I know is that Bo has always pushed me to do things that... Well, Zul wouldn't do. Perhaps be a little bit more braver than I'm already am, or to be a little less complacent and go far.

When I first saw him, to be honest, I never thought he was prominent. I thought he would just be my classmate and that was it. Mainly because at that time, I was hanging out with someone else, but things switched, and I became closer with Bo.

Bo has become more of a blessing really. He's tech-savvy (and by that I mean he can dismantle a computer and build a better one after that) but aside to that, he's a true friend. True, he lies when telling the time, but one thing I can take note is that he will never let someone down unless he has to come to it.

Bo has been some sort of a confidante to me and sometimes I feel like I could've been a better friend to him because he maintains composure when pre-masturbatory syndrome (or PMS) gets the best of me.

Even more than that, Bo has opened my eyes to another world that I only thought existed in my imagination, a world more apparent to him and less attractive to me. And we're talking beyond technology.

You're a friend first, Bo. And you are one of my best friends, you know that?

Won Hui Bo, en route to 18, happy belated birthday. 1st January for the win.

I love you guys. Equally. If not, Sarah a little bit more. HAHA.

Low Down

2009-02-26T20:44:00.008+08:00

This week has been insane.

Macky has left the building, and Nicky is keeping me company.

Macky has gone where, you ask? He's staying in a hospital for about a week. Doctors say a lot of the physical damage that Macky has faced can be fixed, with a little replacing here and there. Other than that, Macky will be okay.

Nicky has been a blessing. I've been watching YouTube videos and FaceBooking everywhere possible in Singapore. It's weird, but fun. HAHA.

And guess what? I actually have a job!

HAHAHA.

Can you believe it. For the holidays, I have a job. But I don't think it will be a long one. Details will follow soon. In the mean time, one of these days I shall update my blog with Nicky. I'm still training my thumbs to type super fast on the QWERTY touch screen.

This week was really crazy. Started off with Bo and I having a cup of coffee at Starbucks while bumping into a Luqman-lookalike. Only slightly taller and less tan.

Then after which that night was when I made friends with Dylan and Nicky. The latter, as aforementioned is staying over at my house.

Nicky and I did many fun things. One was MSN-ing with my friends EVERYWHERE that was possible.

In the middle of RedHill (please don't ask why I went there), in the toilet, in the bus ride home... Everywhere.

It felt a little bit ridiculous to tell people that I was at all these weird places with constant updates of Facebook status, but with Starhub Max Value Data VAS, being online is affordable, sia!

(But of course, for ONE MONTH I'm enjoying it for freeee!)

The following day (which was a Tuesday) was my Computer Mathematics 2 paper and it was a mess. The question that I taught Bo and Ivor RIGHT BEFORE the paper... I was blank while they got the answer right. What kind of fucked up world do I live in, man!

Then on Wednesday (which was YESTERDAY), was rather spontaneous. Something cooking and I don't want to reveal details, yet. After that, I went out with Bo to send Macky to the hospital. :( Then, while bumping into Dom at work, I realised he was sick, so I decided to wait for him till he finishes work.

While waiting, Bo and I indulged in crappy activities that involved us watching a movie and wasting time at a wasted LAN gaming place. Or whatever you call it.

Pink Panther 2. Funny. Predictable. But still funny. A little slapstick doesn't hurt.

Anyway, when we were waiting for Dom at a meeting place, there was a really retarded weirdo staring and smiling at Bo. I couldn't help but laugh but when he started smiling retardly from ear to ear, I couldn't withstand the pressure.

"FOR FXCK'S SAKE, STOP STARING! GOD!"

What. A. Queerdo.

By the way, what was weirder, I was wearing a Brazil jersey. Enough said. Epicious!

Today, I went out with Dom and we had Linner (that time between Lunch and Dinner, but you can call it Dunch but whatever) and we went to this fantastic place called, "Eighteen Chefs" and I LOVE THEIR MANGO SAUCE! :D

I had to leave a note (to live up to my... Attention seeking ways.)

Come on! Spot the advertistment!

And probably another note to relive the friendship...

...the next time we visit that place. :) I recommend the place. Especially if you're a student. Seriously.

GOD, I SAID SO MUCH IN SUCH LITTLE TIME!

AND I HAVE WORK TRAINING TOMORROW! YIKES!
WISH ME LUCK!

BTW, this whole week, I'm being an ass. Since I'm on my Desktop, I've decided to upload all the unglamourous photos of my friends. Of course, myself included to be fair. See, I'm not that much of an ass. Hit me up on Facebook to see the scandalous photos!

Here's Nicky!

2009-02-23T23:50:00.006+08:00

Hey ladies and gentlemen. Meet Nicky. She's gonna be with me from now till 23rd March, courtesy of Nokia, Starhub and Ripplevox. In the next few weeks, I will share my first hand experience of the Nokia XpressMusic 5800 and in the upcoming posts, you will see details of this gizmo - Free Music. Seriously.

I'll just what I've done with Nicky, so far...

There's a FaceBook application! :D I was so happy when I found out, seriously!

I can update DONT-CHA and my other blogs too!

And this is how my home screen looks like. Dom, Hairul, Sarah and HuiBo are featured. I call them every time. HAHA. I love this function. HAHA. I edited their photos by picking the best and made sure it looks awesome on the home screen.

I'm enjoying the phone so far and in the next update of this phone, you will see why. :)

Oh and other than this awesome phone, I made an awesome friend, Dylan. HAHA He and I have plans with our phones and we're gonna make it last. HAHAHAHA. I'll let you in on the next update.

Keep it locked on DONT-CHA!
Yes, I am the first few to experience this phone, so eat that, celebrity bloggers! :D

thanks Josie! :D

GaGa Vision

2009-02-22T20:46:00.003+08:00

Firstly, I met with Ms Ilyana today as she returned me my cute coinpurse. She was so shocked when I gave her a card to show my appreciation. HAHA. :) Okayokay, on with the show.

Anyway, how did I turn this...

TO THIS!

YES! I actually did it! :D Sad thing is: I can't really see through with the glitter being all up on the lenses, but I can however use my peripherals (the corners of my eyes) to walk and see things and stuff. HAHA.

AND! A video of me teaching you how to do this was filmed. A one man show once again -_-, but it proved to be good, I think. I'll be out in a week or so.

Well, I have one last paper, it will be on Tuesday! Then I'm free! At least until my results are released. To be honest, I'm struggling (or struggled) with Programming and Mathematics. I'm trying. Maybe not trying hard enough.

I'm gonna start looking at my Mathematics book. Binomial, anyone?

AND YOU KNOW WHAT! Remember this post? Well, I got picked! AWESOME RIGHT! I get to trial (for a month) the new Nokia 5800 XpressMusic that is out this week. Thanks Josie, love you girl! But having the sneak preview of Role Models at the same time was NOT cool! :( Bo got the tickets and I can't go with him. TSK!

I still appreciate it a lot! Thanks again girl.

BTW, I don't know if you're reading this, all the best for your paper tomorrow. I know, it's the third time I'm saying this.

God Remembers Me Afterall

2009-02-21T23:54:00.007+08:00

A very sad case happened today.

I lost my wallet.

Inside was my ATM card, my eZlink pass, Sarah's birthday card (with love, of course.) and most importantly, my IC (Identification card).

I was goofing off in the middle of Bugis, filming a parody of Just Dance - when my wallet slipped out of my bag. Frantically, I retraced my steps, from the middle of Bugis all the way back to Haji Lane where I had my first sheesha in years.

I wanted to cry; real bad as I punched the walls that I passed by but something inside told me.

"You deserved this."

"For all the lousy, stupid things you've done, you deserved this," the voice said.

Feeling lost and vulnerable, I believed it.

I was stupid and careless, I put the wallet, my cute little Louis Vuitton Cherry coinpurse in a compartment that was free for pickpoketers to steal, free for it to fall. I broke down.

A deeper lesson was that I learned, that sometimes when you lose something; or someone, you need to let go.

So I did.

In the bus ride home, sponsored by siblings Amira and Amirul, I thought to myself, "get over it."

"You got yourself into this mess, Zul, you have to get yourself out."

I planned everything. It fit so perfectly.

The steps that I planned

Cut the ATM card access immediately
Report IC as stolen at the police station tomorrow and wait a week.
Report eZlink card stolen at refund back the money
Make a new card and a new ATM
Give myself a week before making a new IC

I realised that I have to be independent and not depend on my friends nor my parents. What if I was older and something bigger happens? NO. I have to learn things the hard way.

I prayed to God; in hopes that he hears my prayers.

Fortunately...

He heard them. Pretty loud and clear.

I received a call from a private number. Ms Eloisa with her cheerful voice, "Mr Muhammad Zulkarnain? Hi, I'm calling from DBS Bank. A lady, by the name of Ms Ilyana found your wallet. Would you like to speak to her?"

I screamed, praising God, without letting Ms Eloisa finish her sentences, "YES PLEASE!"

My call was connected to Ms Ilyana. Her voice sounded... Lovely.

She said, "I found it at Raffles Hospital. Do you live in the East? We can meet tomorrow so that I can return you your LV Cherry coinpurse."

"You are an ANGEL," I cried.

Really, I cried. Tears of joy, I'm sure.

That's when I realised, God really was teaching me a lesson.

Sometimes when you lose something - or someone, you need to let go. And if that certain something - or someone, belongs to you, it will return to you. One way or another.

After hanging up the phone, I prayed; smiling all the way.

God remembers me afterall. (Plus I think he really was telling me that I must/should/have to stop doing stupid things.)

Thank you, friends for helping me out.

(By the way, Ms Ilyana called DBS Bank as she figured they would have my number, seeing that DBS Bank has my information. She's so smart, I would have never figured to use that channel to return someone their wallet!)

Oh-Oh-Pee-Gee

2009-02-19T23:10:00.002+08:00

I'm at Bo's house trying to study, together with Hamid and Presley. I can't concentrate as I think OOPG is highly irrelevant in my life.

Don't get me started on Maths. I think the invention of calculators rendered it unnecessary for us to learn how to calculate with our minds.

Regardless, I won't be sleeping tonight.

Hei Hey Sushi!

2009-02-18T20:03:00.005+08:00

First of all, I would like to apologise how awful of a blogger I have been for the superlative lack of updates. Last week was presentation week, this week is study week, with an upcoming examination this Friday and next Tuesday.

SORRY LAA OKAY! :(

So today, Dom brought me out to Hei Sushi as a birthday celebration. I know its kinda late, but as I've explained in the previous paragraph... Besides, it's Halal sushi! :D And the had the conveyor belt and everything! You should really drop by! Super awesome!

I admit. I ate too fast. I took like 10 plates the moment we sat down. BUFFET WHAT!

Dom all pretty for the camera. HAH.

The conveyor belt was FULL of sushi la! And if your favourite sushi is not available on the belt, just order, they will do it specially for you!

First time eating sushi with the conveyor belt! Happening sia! LOL.

Do you know what this is?

Freaking Ice Cream. HAHA. It's freaking adorable la! Well, whatever. I had a great time and Dom & Hairul got me something special. HAHA.

A weighing scale. AND AN ELECTRONIC ONE AT THAT! OMG! YESSSSSSS!

And I checked. Eating the sushi made me gain 2kgs. GASP.

Okay, okay. I'm backtracking a lot of posts. :) See you in a while, loves! :D

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Now playing: Lady GaGa - Disco Heaven
via FoxyTunes

Hey There, Josie!

2009-02-13T22:35:00.003+08:00

10 Reasons...

why I need Ripplevox to give me a Nokia Comes With Music device with StarHub’s MaxMobile data service because…

1) I am on Facebook even in my sleep. You have no idea how amazing it is

2) The first thing in the morning in Internet.

3) I play music and sing as loud as I can in the shower.

4) I swear I MSN right in front of my lecturers.

5) I blog for 360 days in a year.

6) I'm a geek. I swear I love techno gizmos.

7) Music is heard all day long - With this phone, I'll be listening to music while Facebook-ing all day long! :D

8) My birthday was 9 Feb. This would be a nice gift.

9) I give all my gadgets names. MacBook = Macky. If I get this phone, I'll probably call it Nicky.

10) Please, you really wanna choose someone else over me? Tsk. I've been there for RippleVox don't know how many times like that! HAHAHA

There you have it. :D

MUSIC and FACEBOOK! HAHAHA. How can I live without that?

UnEdited #3 Radio Impromptu

2009-02-12T23:07:00.003+08:00

I swear, this was retardedly impromptu.

Peep at Sarah recording my performance with Macky! FTLols!

DEAD at the people walking pass and not giving a shit. HAHA. It was nice being on stage again though. The IITSC people needed people to perform, and I just so happened to be there. HAHA.

Thanks for those who came and supported even though it was a last minute thing. Peep the video. (AND LMAO AT THEM TRYING TO RECORD IT WITH MACKY LA!)

Watch it in HQ.

Oh crap. I gotta start running again.

Birthday Boss

2009-02-09T22:51:00.007+08:00

BEST. BIRTHDAY. EVER.

I thought my birthday would be a big bomb (the bad kind) but it turned out to be a big bomb (the good kind!) I was dubbed Birthday Boss today. My day has been a good one. A weird, but good one. A true whirlwind of events came by and I just took everything in one step at a time.

The day for me started early, 3 am to be exact, working on my presentations. I swear I thought I was fecked because most of the things I couldn't get myself done. (Oh yes, I had two.)

Initially I felt incompetent for my Communications (CMSK3) presentation because I couldn't get myself in the zone especially after seeing Jotham giving such a relaxed and casual yet serious oral presentation.

When it was my turn I gave it my all and I ended up enjoying my time talking in front of the class. Not bad ah!

Then when CMSK3 was over, we head on over to a lecture hall for our Multimedia Project (MMP1) presentation and my guts were tied up in a knot. I could only hoped waking up at 3 am worked. HAH.

In my new shoes, shirt and tie, a little bit of an old blazer with the same old pants, I felt so confident giving my speech about my project and I felt I nailed it. I loved the look on my classmates and I felt like I finally did the right thing.

HAHA. (Videos will be availiable soon)

Bo, Sarah and Michelle bought me a cake to share with the classmates and I felt so loved! But gusss what as I was gonna blow the candles?

SARAH TRIPPED ON THE STAIRS AND SHE DID A 36o DEGREES! I was so scared for my girl! I ran up to her and thankfully she was okay.

Well, on to my birthday cake. :D

Damn fricken nice with jam inside! HAHAH.

Michelle's idea of a forfeit. Removing candles with your mouth. LOL

After that, since everyone was in formal, we decided to take a class photo. Loves it!

Let's play a game. Who is the lecturer?
(if you know the answer, don't spoil it!)

WOW and that was just in the morning. At night was so much more amazing with well time spent with my family. I'll blog about that later. I'm tired and I need rest from all these celebrations I swear.

From those that were on Facebook, Steph, Irma, Hasri, Syaherah, Nicholas, Adda, Zara, Ismail, Jason (LOL thanks for the Dc3Forever.net dedication), Ili, Abigail, Zara, NUR! (:D:D), Jia Yi (MISS YOU GIRL!) and Zhong Hao not forgetting Timothy, Tian Seng and Rachael thank you so much! (and the many others whose wishes are coming in still!)

Thank you even more to those who sparred a thought and SMS'ed me, waiting up till after midnight. Gosh, I feel loved. HAHA. Thanks Luqman :), Amirul, Aini, Danish, Hazimah, Fariza, Presley (my bro for life? HAHHA), My BBFF :D:D Hairul, Jaye, Joakhim, Farah, Nuruddin, Nadiah, Haiqal (HAHA MUST GO OUT) and Adan, Sargent Tho Zhee Long and many more. Love you guys.

Thanks for the quick song, Hairul. I loved it. And Luqman, think of it this way. You'll always be younger than me. :( And Dom... Thanks for the message. You too are my best friend.

Thanks Presley and Hamid for yesterday's bowling session, and Amber, nice seeing you brother. Its been a while laa!

I can't wait for Wednesday! Day out with Dom! Then Hairul. Then a few weeks later with Amirul and the gang! And then with Joakhim and Zhee Loong! AHHH!

I swear my birthday is always the best (in my mind at least.)

Thanks loves, and thanks to my family too! :D

I'M FREAKING NINETEEN!
btw, all presents will be on another post.

UnEdited #2 First B'day Cake!

2009-02-08T22:37:00.003+08:00

Watch it in HQ.

Dear God

I'm glad that he's here. He's my best friend so I'm happy he came. My wish is that he and I stay best friends.

Amin.

P/S: I actually usually have a speech every birthday, but this year I was too busy so just laugh and listen to the video well. I'll do a speech sometime this week:)

P/P/S: I was born on a Friday afternoon! I will OFFICIALLY turn 19 at about 1pm! :D YAAY

P/M/S: I'm SO OLD NOW :(

Doodles #10

2009-02-07T23:30:00.004+08:00

and in case you forgot Doodles in Dont-Cha, or don't know...
(and the last doodle was about 2 years ago)

note: the doodles may or may not have a hidden message. well, if you want, decipher it, but the answer might not materialise maybe because... it doesn't exist? Whatever, this proves a pictute may or may not say a thousand words.

Early Love

2009-02-05T21:57:00.003+08:00

Some gifts from my family right before my birthday, just in time for my presentation week.

I swear these are absofuckinglutely awesomesauce. I am loved.

But now, the question remains...

what will YOU get for me for my birthday?

(GOD THAT IS SOOOOOOOO... HAHAHHAA)

A Little Lousier

2009-02-02T21:47:00.002+08:00

I'm starting to feel like I'm ending my academic year at a lousy note.

Late last year I found myself thinking about plans of my perfect birthday party(ies, if possible) with the thought of chalets and overnight stays with 20 of my closest friends (really. LOL) but somehow I feel like this year is shitty.

Now I don't even have time to think about my birthday party. Or am I even having a proper one?

My mind is freaked out with many assignments and presentations. The craziest thing is that I spent most of the time trying to figure someone else's HTML codes and FreeHand design while not thinking about what's best for me.

Finishing my work. Gah. I swear other than Facebook, I'm addicted to helping people more than helping myself sometimes.

And on this coming Monday, I have two presentations. I'm seriously troubled and I need to finish a mini-movie by then. I don't know if I have time to even celebrate me reaching the edge of eighteen.

I never planned much last year and this year I'm questioning if I can have the chance to even celebrate or celibate my birthday celebrations till further notice.

I don't know.

I just want something pleasant. Not much.

And somehow I feel like I'm gonna feel lonely again this year.

SCHOOL SUCKS.

Fringe Festival

2009-02-01T11:22:00.004+08:00

I don't know if you call this crazy, but I do.

Before.

(yes, keep scrolling)

After.

HAH! I totally cut my fringe in like five minutes. I kinda like it. HAHA. I'll update soon, and more dish about me smuggling friends into a party! :D

BTW, peep at my atrocious yet awesome closet!

What's Left?

2009-01-28T23:53:00.005+08:00

Chiselled abs, nicely toned legs and arms to match with a nice curvy bottom. No, that isn't me but it was the two fellas jogging in front of me. Sigh, what I would do to have that kind of body. I was reaching my peaceful, jogging speed, when it struck me.

No, it really struck me, somewhere in my stomach area. Gosh.

My stamina is really bad.

I ran and jogged from home, all the way to school in the evening, with hopes that I would lose some kilos. Lifted weights and stuff. I guess if I actually scheduled my time properly, I can actually make time for a lot of things.

Later I went for a light dinner with Dom (and as I type this, I'm really hungry. LOL), and I still managed to get a part of my assignment done.

Oh but I digress.

See the thing about it is, I'm very conscious about my body. I refuse to believe when people tell me I'm not fat and I accuse them of being liars. They're right by saying I've lost weight, but I'm still fat, I can see for myself.

I just don't like to be reminded. Repeat, I can see for myself.

Thing about it is, I still aim for that perfect body or whatever that might fit me, to be honest. I run, I jog, I lift weights, somehow, there's got to be more work put in. I swear if I could, I'd run everyday.

Diet: I'm taking smaller meals, and I kinda make sure I burn the calories after every meal, so I don't really gain that much weight. I cut off Coke totally, like srsly (and you know they mean it when they leave out vowels) I thought I couldn't but it was really easy. The soft drink alternative is always Sprite or Mountain Dew.

Exercise: I'm lifting 5kg dumb bells every morning when I wake up, before I sleep at night and whenever I feel like it. HAHA. Hamid says my arms look A LITTLE toned up. Not a lot but I gotta work.

Gosh I'm really hungry. (Reaches for a midnight snack. Apparently all that's left was Mum's Bee Hoon.)

Okay I feel better.

Hairul told me he wants to get me a weighing scale for my birthday. Dominic heard about it and jokes he would too. Now what you two best friends of mine can do is to work together and get me and electronic one. :)

Goodnight. And I'm so gonna exercise tomorrow. HAH.

Three assignments, four presentations and three examinations. I swear I run to 'run away' from the stress. Meditating after running works. Srsly.

And you know we mean it when we don't mention vowels.

Locally Speaking

2009-01-25T20:46:00.005+08:00

AH yes, Gong Xi Fa Cai!

As the new year for the Chinese growls in, or should I say MOOs in (since it would be the year of the Ox), a new television show that I personally think will be a huge hit in Singapore is Live 'n' Loaded.

The hour-long show is a platform for local bands and artists to have their musical talents be seen across the country by the watchful eyes. Honestly, I'm excited to see the kind of raw talent that has been less apparent these days.

After the end of Live The Dream and Singapore Idol, Channel 5 never really had anything I could look forward to, but Live 'n' Loaded is something I would watch. Without shows like these, the likes of Hady and Taufik are not discovered, at least not on a nationwide level.

Promotional tours at the polytechnics, radio and television, MediaCrap/Corp is making sure you tune in.

I am a supporter of local music. Such local acts like The Great Spy Experiment and Electrico have proved that it is possible (though not easy) to make it in the almost extinct music scene in Singapore. Even so, are they really THAT successful?

Who am I to say? I am a consumer of music but look around. Ask someone on the street about The Great Spy Experiment. They'd think it is a conspiracy by the Bush administration.

Think about it.

Where are all the P.Ramlees, or the next generation of Dick Lee? And can they find someone fresh and new to take over the job of Gurmit Singh as host? They're gone. Or at least we think they're gone.

I think it's because of Singapore's rush to develop that made all the thriving art and culture to disappear. We are a nation full of creative and artistic kids but we all aim to have that accounting job or that CEO position. Nobody wants to live their dreams.

Or at least, nobody dares to.

Everyone is so scared to 'earn less' doing something they love and they want to do something safe. Why?

While you can answer yourself this question, with a million excuses and plausible answers, think about this.

While you are unwilling to live your dream, or even if your dream is not to be on stage, why are you not supportive of your fellow people when they dare to live their dreams?

Support local music, art and talent. And by support, I don't mean pay. By support, I mean,

"Do you bother to even pay them any attention?"

Please do not believe myths that local music, art and talent are nothing but junk. They're really awesome.

Comment questions
1) Are you a supporter of local music?
2) Are you willing to pay for local music?
3) Recommend ways for local talents to get a headstart.
4) Are you living YOUR dream, or do you intend to?
5) What are your plans for your future?

SUPPORT LOCAL TALENT!

Tune in to LIVE 'n' LOADED, Tuesday, 27th January 2009, 8.30 pm

note: sadly, this message was NOT PAID by MediaCrap. I just support local music.

Renegade

2009-01-23T23:20:00.003+08:00

Hah, I'm a busy guy.

But I try my best to make time for everyone. For my friends. My family. For myself. I realise that all these people (including myself) are people that I shouldn't take for granted. As I grow older, my circle of friends start to grow,

and as I go deeper into school, more and more assignments are given.

It's a wonder how I still make time for everything. I wonder myself too.

Because I don't hang out with one group of people and just spend 24/7 with them. I show appreciation for my friends, and when I see them, I don't ignore them. If they're my friends, I'll stop and have a word or two, even if it means missing the bus that I was supposed to take.

See that's just me.

Hah, I'm laughing if you're telling me you can't make time for your friends. You can't meet and there isn't a next time. You can't call. It's okay. MSN? You can't do it, blame it on the connection...

But its when you see me and you ignore me,

and you know you are (presently, were) my best friend, ohh child, it's over.

That gig that you performed, I swear I was rushing after Friday Prayers so I couldn't miss it.

But what does that mean to you, right?

Dude. It's over.

You're a horrible friend ~ zuckful.

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Now playing: Beyoncé - If I Were A Boy
via FoxyTunes

At Last

2009-01-22T21:43:00.004+08:00

Watch it in HQ.

LOVES IT BEYONCE.

LOVES IT OBAMA.

Watch it in HQ.

edit: sorry for posting the wrong video initially.

anyway, i back tracked an entry. READ HERE.

Pact-ta-cious!

2009-01-19T21:00:00.003+08:00

BEFORE I TURN TWENTY NEXT YEAR,

I WANT TO DO AS MANY CRAZY THINGS.

Well, mainly because within the next two years, my age would not have 'teen' in them. So I'm gonna enjoy like how a teen should.

PARTY. HAHAHA.

ALL BEFORE I TURN TWENTY.

Life's pretty slow, but something's cooking.

The first crazy thing: YOU, all of you, wearing my designs.

(But thou shall not overhype.)

Wasted

2009-01-18T19:41:00.004+08:00

I didn't exercise. I haven't started on my work.

Ahh, another wasted Sunday eating chips and watching movies. Scarily and blatantly ignoring the fact that I have two submissions and a storyboard to do by tomorrow. Morning.

While indulging on my sweet banana chips, Facebooking whenever I had the chance, I swear nothing can get me started on work I find irrelevant, a report.

A boring report at that. Sandra is to be blamed.

Did I mention I have two tests this coming Tuesday? I know I am unprepared. Thus the probability crashing and burning is high.

AND SYAFIQAH DIED TODAY.

My precious memories are gone. :( But somehow, a part of me does not mind. I really wonder why. It's just that Macky has little space left. Oh gosh. I'm dead.

Ladies and gentlemen, if I don't update, just hit me up on my Facebook. I update there every other second.

And I should REALLY get started on my work.

Random Friday

2009-01-16T21:54:00.007+08:00

My last day with Zhong Hao's DSLR.

Thanks for loaning it to me for a week. I still owe you, lots.

Ten Minutes Ago

2009-01-14T19:18:00.004+08:00

I haven't blogged a lot, to be honest, and I for one don't want to blog about something unpleasant, but since I don't have a lot of time to blog mainly because I have loads of assignment to do, I'll just say a few words.

Now about more than week ago, I posted about this guy who was in my secondary school and how I felt that he was clingy and imitating me whist trying to steal all my friends... That post, got me into hot soup, but the soup was still kinda warm, as hate comments started to pour in.

There were two comments that I felt like I had to respond, mainly because I just feel the need to say what I say. Some points of which I agree, but others I just want to tell you...

"You know nuts."

I won't respond a lot, not as much as I planned, but I will say this.

I wasn't fake back then, and I'm not fake now. That's why I still have the same friends and a lot of new ones. So in terms of what you said, that I am "lonely", I'm not. I lead a pretty vibrant life.

I feel that its funny that you have the audacity to call me "lonely" because I don't feel like I am. Being alone and feeling lonely is two different things. Please do not confuse the two.

It's one thing to be dissed on the internet, its another to be dissed straight to the face. Don't get me started on 'pride'.

I don't hold grudges, I just can't forget them. This "copy thing" came back to me as the memories of being taunted in secondary school came back. I know it might come off as me holding grudges, I really don't.

How would I feel being bitched about on a blog by a friend? Been there, done that. But that guy, he isn't my friend.

And it's sad, because you do sound like an intellectual person with the way you deliberated the situation but the fact of the matter is, you assume I'm a jackass because of this one post. Perhaps if you would've known me better you would have a clearer understanding of where the anger comes from.

OH MY GOODNESS NURUL, YOU MUST BE BLIND!OR WERE YOU TRYING TO PLEASE HIM?MAYBE YOU SHOULD GET YOUR EYES CHECKED TOO.ITS A SUCH CONTRADICTING POST.BEING HONEST HERE THOUGH.JUZ BEING HONEST HERE. =D TOODLES

And this other post... Isn't worth talking about. LOL! (I really don't need anyone to call me cute, thanks.) But, if you actually re-read the post again, Nurul actually thinks the guy I'm talking about is cute too!

I'll update about the Ting Tings tomorrow or something, when I'm free. :) Super long post(s) coming up!

Java Sucks

2009-01-12T22:35:00.004+08:00

So far... I'm dead.

This is one of the reasons I'm away for so long.

I really want to kill myself.

Armchair Critic

2009-01-11T20:37:00.007+08:00

It was a really long day. I partied like hard, photographed like mad and I fell in love on the dance floor.

The day started with me running off from Chingay rehearsals early. I was with Aini, Jamilah, Jeffrey and Nur. We headed to NP to see Hairul's Silat performance. (If you don't know what Silat is, check out the following videos)

Hairul would take sometime before it was his turn to perform so the five of us decided to go for a photoshoot! HAHA. It was impromptu of course. Ngee Ann Poly's Photography Club hooked us with these awesome photos.

Aini, Me and Jamilah with our solo shots.

Jeff, Me, Aini, Jamz and Nur :D
Awesomeness!

But whilst waiting for them Hairul, I decided to chill at their stage area and this awesome band started playing.

Armchair Critic.

Instantly I fell in love with them. Woah! Well, they're really good! I'm so gonna get their EP. Hit them up on MySpace!

Halfway, Jeffrey left to meet his friends. Then my wristwatch struck two and it was time for Hairul's performance! It was priceless.

Watch it in HQ.

But when Hairul's competitor 'killed' him, I was ready to get in the ring to kick his ass, I swear. It felt too real. Especially when your BBFF is slaughtered like that. Ahh, so now you know what it means eh! HAHA.

When Hairul was done and we said our goodbyes, initially, it was planned that we hit Singapore Polytechnic but we were running out of time as a dance competition was gonna be held at Republic Polytechnic (RP). :D

We went to Clementi MRT Station to pick Haiqal up! Jamilah had this thing called the Virtual Barbershop and it was so realistic! All of us took turns to try and we gave so many expressions, I was squirming all around! But Haiqal was the best.

He was SO into it!

We met up with Jamilah's friends, Wati and Nafisah. Once we reached RP, the dance competition was almost over! But we were lucky enough to catch the winners, FreakZy NutZ as they won first prize! They were amazing!

When they were over, we decided to walk around RP since most of us were RP virgins. RP is so looks so amazing that when we got off the bus, our jaws were literally on the floor!

Aini, Nur, Jamz, Haiqal, Nafisah, and Wati kneeling down.

This was really a random countdown shot.

Culinary Friends.

Awesomesauce.

J'yeah!

Take one and take two!

We look unflattering. HAH. But he's still my friend, yo!

Queen Jamz and I

Who can forget Aini? :D

GASP!

It's not over yet!

The QUEEN is REALLY here!

Why so? Apparently, the Photography Club at RP had a better idea!

Before...

After!

We continued to peruse the exhibitions. Ahh, connect us!

Jamz, Wati, Aini, Haiqal, Nur, Me and Nafisah

A few more...

Hot.
(and my ass was hurting sitting on those rocks)

and one final one before we left RP!

Wait, left RP for where? TEMASEK POLYTECHNIC'S JAM AND HOP!

But I ain't taking photos of em, but I know photos are bound to float around FaceBook. Farah took a lot of photos of me at the dancefloor, but I don't know if I'll get them. I don't really mind if I don't get it, somehow. I even went up on stage for a freestyling dance competition, but that doesn't matter.

I fell in love on the dancefloor. And I giggle like mad when I think about it.

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Now playing: Armchair Critic - Monsters
via FoxyTunes
Note: this entry is posted on Thursday, 22 Jan 2009. Anything that has happened on this post happened on Saturday, 10 Jan 2009, date is for archiving purposes only.

UnEdited #1 Helium

2009-01-09T23:44:00.003+08:00

There are just some things better left unsaid... Or UnEdited!

This is part of a new video series (aside from DONT-CHA DOCU) where I go around and the videos are not edited. No intro videos, no background music, no fade out, no usage of iMovie.

These videos are SHORT, less than 5 minutes, sometimes lesser than 3 minutes. It's all in fun.

This is the first episode, and hopefully, you'll laugh as much as I did.

Watch it in HQ.

Hey Trey!

2009-01-07T20:36:00.006+08:00

The new Westminister Childcare website.

Or at least, I think it should look like that.

I really don't have much to say because I'm working really hard on my assignments right now. I'm on the right track, so thank God!

Anyway, if you're free the next three days, remember to visit me at Temasek Polytechnic!

WHY?

YES! TP is having their Open House!
(and I swear I see this guy on every freaking advert and I've never seen him in poly! and TP is small.)

If you are there and lost, look for me. (Call, sms, MSN, whatever) I'll be your personal tour guide. In any case, just go to School of IIT! :D

And I'm happy. I got 'A' for my photography assignment. :)

REMEMBER! TEMASEK POLY OPEN HOUSE :D

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Now playing: Britney Spears - Gimme More
via FoxyTunes

Less Is More

2009-01-06T22:02:00.006+08:00

Shirt: $5; Pants: $5 ; Scarf: $5 ;
Bag: $15 ; Sandals: $30.

Total: $60.
and since the sandal and pants was bought for by Sis and Mum respectively...

It's still really cheap. Nice boho look.

Now, I am NOT saying I have style or I'm a fashionista (unlike some asshole self-proclaimed that wannabe is) but whatever look that you are going for, or whatever you're gonna put on your back, you must be...

BRAVE.

You can exude so much style, wear all the trendy clothes, but if you're not brave enough to carry it, please stick to your normal clothes.

Because once you wear something that is out of the norm, people will talk. If you can't take people talking about you, don't dive into wearing the weird, or at least the unknown.

Its weird because even the hat you are wearing can be the cause of people talking. But whatever. Being in Poly gave me the opportunity to dress how I want and make a statement.

Err, whatever that statement would be, I make sure I am comfortable with what I'm wearing before I step out of the house. If I'm not comfortable, it would show.

People can (and will) talk about you, but if you have confidence in what you wear, you'll be fine. Trust me.

I do look really nice, no? HEHEHE.

THOUGHTS???

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Now playing: Cherish - Do It To It (Feat Sean Paul Of YoungBloodz)
via FoxyTunes

Hey Stacy!

2009-01-05T20:16:00.006+08:00

Oh yes. You saw it right. I bought the tickets for The Ting Tings! I'm hella excited! Who else wants to go? It's only $50 per ticket if you're a student and just go with your friend, because you need to buy two tickets in order to enjoy this wonderful deal!

YEAH! CALL ME HELP OR STACY, WHO CARES! I'M SEEING KATIE AND JULES!

It's so awesome. I love their album and they're coming here to perform! I'm really excited. I'm going with Bo, but if anyone wants to tag along, tell me alright! K, now I wanna go exercise. :D

BTW, if you want to know who was yesterday's post about, head on down to Zuck Ful. Below the photo lies a link to the answer you seek.

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Now playing: The Ting Tings - Shut Up And Let Me Go
via FoxyTunes

Copy Fag

2009-01-04T21:35:00.006+08:00

Disclaimer: This post have some serious profanities and shxt. Be warned.

Picture taken in 2007

Dear Fag,

Please don't copy me, or my style or any of the above.

Since you were secondary one, you have been trying to cut me down, steal my limelight and even my friends. You tried so hard to make sure that you would earn my friends well guess what? You didn't get any and even none of your friends like you.

I bet they were thinking, "oh fuck, why is he following us for lunch?!" after Teachers' Day 2008 at BNSS.

You honestly think people like you? Dude, when you were in secondary four, when you had no friends, you had to pull those poor little secondary one juniors to follow you around in false pretense that they were your clique. How pathetic.

Or how you have been a curse to any clubs that you joined? Remember in 2005 when you were in Drama, somehow we got Bronze and when I declined your request of joining us in 2007, we earned a Gold?

And in 2007, you joined Choir and they earned only Certificate of Participation? This only proves you are a curse!

I swear, from last time you were a curse to me and my friends. I swear...

NO ONE FUCKING LIKES YOU AND YOU SHOULD GO GET A LIFE.

I swear you are living in a delusional world where you think you are Mr. Popular.

Not even your silat friends like you. The only reason why they have to stand your nonsense is because your mentor told them to do so. And please stop spreading your bitchassness to everyone around you. It's making me sick.

Truth of the matter is, you suck, big time. Try to live your own life and not try to swag jack everyone else. Let's face it, you're a copy fag. Stone cold hard copy fag.

I better not see you during BNSS Drama rehearsals or I'm gonna give you a serious ass whooping.

FUCKING HELL. The only reason why I hate you so much is that whenever people think of you, they automatically affiliate you to me!

I am fuckingly nothing like you, you punkass wannabe. You are cold, hard, plastic, fake and most of all you are not even your own person.

I bet you don't even know who you are!

AND WHO THE FUCK NAMES THEMSELVES AFTER A FRICKEN MONUMENT?

If so, I wanna be called,
Zulkarnain Merlion Esplanade.

Fucking fag.

I know I'm not supposed to spread negativity in DONT-CHA, but its useless creatures like you really make me go violent on Macky. Head on down to Zuck Ful.

Its Only A Matter Of Time

2009-01-02T23:26:00.004+08:00

and I'm lost, in a stream, I need you to hold me,
I'm scared of lonely.
- Beyoncé, Scared Of Lonely

Many times, I felt this way. In fact, throughout the whole year of 2008, I always felt like I needed someone to be there for me. In a way, to hand-hold me, because even someone who isn't that dependent such as myself, needs to depend on someone.

I know its sounds pathetic. It gets even worst.

When you find yourself falling in love, you do all these crazy things so that karma will fall into your favour. Find that perfect someone and convince someone that you are indeed the right guy but you end up last, and make yourself feel useless, back to square one.

Lonely.

What do you do?

Try again? I did. Thrice. You'd think thrid time's a charm but it never worked.

So what's a guy, whose lost thrice, like me to do? Find someone awesome-r for me?

I thought to myself, why bother. If what you are doing to find someone good for you isn't working, maybe the formula isn't in what you are doing/have done, but its within yourself. Personally, for me, I took the time out to reflect and think.

Where did I go right, and when did I go wrong?

That was when I realised, I did do the right things but the wrong were my expectations. It's either I expected highly of results or... Expected anything at all.

The thing is, when we do something, it should come from our heart. Not because we have a hidden agenda. See, when you get someone a rose, it's not because you want her to appreciate it and keep it for life, eventually falling in love with you, but rather, it's because you know it will brighten up the day or make her feel special.

Material things are just material things if it doesn't come from the heart. Remember that.

Another thing I did wrong was that my expectations of someone that's good for me is too high. I always felt the need to have someone that's perfect and that suit my needs. I got a huge slap on my face because no one is perfect.

Even if its to your liking, and your liking is lower than the expectation of others.

Sometimes, we need to aim low to see the potential in others. It's true; you'll be surprised at what people can offer if you give them the chance to shine.

It's similar to underestimation. Even though you think that he isn't handsome, or she isn't beautiful... But trust me, the true qualities that you sought for will be evident and that itself becomes more of an important factor.

But really, what am I to do now?

Find someone else or try again for the fourth time?

My answer: Neither.

I wanna be me. And enjoy the time that I have as one person. Its true, and I'm not shy to admit it, I really want someone special in my life. But till that want becomes a need, I'll enjoy.

It might be the thrill of the chase you look for, or it might just be a guiding hand, but before you can make someone else happy, you have to make yourself happy. I'm quite happy. But for sure, I'll find my way to be happier.

With or without anyone special in my life.

I should stop preaching now.

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Now playing: Mariah Carey - Always Be My Baby
via FoxyTunes

Due Date

2008-12-31T21:26:00.006+08:00

2008 has been a year of constant change. New friends, new environment but still the same old me. I'm still the same person despite the rapid change; contacting old friends and balancing with the new.

With all this, I still wonder, is there more to everything that I've accomplished this year? Should I look back and think about the things that I didn't accomplish?

One thing that I am happy to say is that I did not end the year unhappy (unlike last year with all the fights and cattiness amongst the boys, yes boys being catty.) and I end this year with a smile on my face because most of the things that I wanted this year happened for me.

Now I wanna talk about something I didn't really talk about: What I'm tired of.

I am tired of seeing 'X' on my clothes tag. I did manage to lose weight within the year but I wanna lose more. I've worked my way this year, tomorrow onwards, I'm working. HARD. Mainly because I don't want to look around me and think, "heck, that could be me."

I want to look around me and think, "heck, I look better than you."

I am tired of seeing Ds on my report card. Though realistically speaking one of the subjects that I'm currently taking has already a failing grade waiting for me, I need to start working hard on my other subjects and modules. I'm already halfway there, I'm an active student.

I just need to have active shown on my report card as well.

I'm tired of feeling like I'm not living life. It might seem like I'm enjoying but there's always a part of me that just wants to go crazy and not go home at nice. Truth be told I am very protected, overprotected sometimes. I live life, yes, but not a crazy one.

I just want to be able to be me. Fun and crazy. The latter of which, I've yet to accomplish.

I didn't want to go out tonight. I thought it'd be nice to skip the whole countdown thing and just chill at home. Besides I already shopped with my family earlier today. I did want to watch the fireworks but there's always another time.

I just don't want to make it seem like tomorrow would be more special than the day before. That would just make me lazier.

Ultimately, I don't want to set resolutions. Luqman's right. If you set resolutions and at the end of the year you don't accomplish it, you'll feel like shit. Or something like that, he said. I just want to list down the things I'm tired of and find a solution for it.

There's one thing I want to accomplish, under Resolutions. I want to widen my circle of friendship.

I've been happier in 2008. I want to be happier in 2009. I think with all these things I'm tired of improved, I think I'll be fine.

Because, I got the magic, yeah.

HAPPY NEW YEAR, eve.

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Now playing: Robin Thicke - Magic
via FoxyTunes

Chart

2008-12-30T22:39:00.008+08:00

In no particular order.

2008 called a lot of artists to come out from the shadows. Some of which from their own band mates, some are fresh and anticipating to be taken seriously while others brought the new old skool back. One just wanted to show she's back, bitch.

It looks like my list of the best albums in 2008 are female empowered, you're right. They were awesome in this years. My fellas were a little weak, but the honourable mentions were really amazing. I just can't put all 14 up there.

My choice for top 10 was not simple. Lyrically how smart were the songs writtien, how addictive the beats were and whether I could hear the whole album without skipping. That was how I judged.

You decide. What's you're top 10 albums for this year?

Honourable mentions:
The Academy Is... / Fast Times At Barrington High
John Legend / Evolver
Solange / Sol-Angel and the Hadley Street Dreams
Fall Out Boy / Folie A Deux
Kanye West / 808s and Heartbreaks
The Script / The Script
We The Kings / We The Kings

By the way, I am now licensed to give CPR. :)

to Luqman: OMG I CAN'T BELIEVE I FORGOT PANIC! FXCK! lol.

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Now playing: The Script - Talk You Down
via FoxyTunes

See Pee Are

2008-12-29T20:53:00.003+08:00

from me, left: Jamilah, Ada, Jeffrey, Aini, ???
(aiya her name was complex leh)

GUESS WHAT I DID TODAY?

I swear you won't even expect it!

Come on! I know from teh photo you can tell what I did today!

I enrolled into Chingay 2009 as a motivator a month back and today I had a meeting at their offices. Apparently, it was for

Community Emergency Response Team (CERT)

And even though my school holidays aren't over, I have a test tomorrow, both theory and practical. I have eight modules to study for tonight. I hope I can pass. Really. If it means saving a life, please let me pass. HAHA.

Today, I met two of Aini's friends, Jamilah and Jeffrey. They were really awesome people.

He had 3 of his fingers amputated, a neck injury, a glass piece stuck on the top of his head...

and we had to stitch him up even more as he also had a sprained ankle.

Next up was me. I really wanna know how it feels like to be wrapped up like that, but Jamilah gave me the, "I wanna try please," type of face.

I couldn't say no.

But...

Jamilah had it worst.

She had an injured eye, broken ribs, fractured fingers and amputated fingers, amputated feet... And many more, apparently.

But she was still a trooper.

Awesome fun.

Now I need to go get ready for the test tomorrow!

It was really nice getting to know them :D

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Now playing: Kelly Rowland - Daylight (Joey Negro Club Mix)
via FoxyTunes

Ready

2008-12-28T23:14:00.006+08:00

Today I was recalled of something I learnt, which has been long forgotten. If I sit back and make excuses for the things I wish to accomplish, I will never accomplish them.

I took the first step by telling myself that I'm ready, to put the past in the past and move ahead with my life and strive what's really important to me: Me.

I don't want to constantly remind myself you're the best thing that has happened to me and yet I stay where I am, hopefully that things between us would get better but I was only fooling myself.

Indeed, you know I do, in fact, you're my friend, I'll always love you. But both time and motivation has proved to me that I'm not IN love with you. Not anymore. (Please note the difference, kay?)

I always thought that I needed someone who would be better than you, hopefully to fill the holes in my heart because when I was in love with you, I believed (or at least chose to) that you were the best I ever had, but no.

Today I realised the best person I have is me.

That was when I realised, I'm so over you, weeks ago. It's just there's a little part of me that tells me you'll be mine but it's time I face reality. You won't.

I wish you the best, and from the looks of it, you're happier now rather than when we were 'in the zone' of it all.

Whilst I continue to fix myself, I know that even after all the drama, you're still in my life. I want you to be happy with whomever you choose because ultimately, you'll always be a part of me.

I promise, to you, to my friends and to myself. I'm over you.

Re-Evaluate

2008-12-27T23:47:00.007+08:00

She reminded Hairul of Grace Wong Enyi. I agree. And I think we miss her.

Yesterday, the faucet of my shower broke. I called Dad and he said he would fix it so he bought a new faucet to install and replace the old rusty one. I kinda like the design and I can't wait till he actually installs it. He said something really interesting though.

"Tomorrow I'm gonna teach you how to install it."

I asked myself why would he want to impart a lesson like that to his son - who apparently has no interest in such activities. I left the room saying, "it's okay. I don't want to be a plumber."

No disrespect though. Plumbers, when my pipes has a leakage, I'll call you guys up. But I digress...

Anyway, Dad has always wanted me to be some sort of a handyman, a man who can handle equipment. (Oh his son knows how to handle equipments well. MUAHAHAHA.) He always tells me, "you should learn to fix the wiring," "you should learn how to use the drill!", "fix the cupboard door!"

All these comments and more were thrown at me. (And by the way, I know how to drill, okay. Shxt is heavy like hell.)

Then I thought, maybe its time I should help out in the house more. But then I thought about it again, maybe Dad's too lazy to do everything, counting that his son earned the procrastination genes from him.

And then I thought to myself again, perhaps Dad still has the traditional mindset that a man should know how to fix everything in the house. Well, my father is a traditional man. He still thinks he's talking in his normal voice when he's screaming at me. But I digress once more...

To be honest, I can't be arsed[1] to study all these fixing skills and craptastical wonders of the screwdrivers and plyers mainly because if I had even the slightest interest, it would be because I bought DIY products from Ikea.

When the pipe broke years ago, I called the plumber. Heck, Dad called the plumber too. So why can't we call the plumber this time?

It is when I'm in the edge of eighteen, Dad realised (surprisingly because he never remember my age) that I'm a man now. And I should do what men do.

Fix things. But I can only fix one thing and that's a meal.

Then again, I thought to myself (well, just a second ago laa) that learning all these skills might be useful for me. I can't stand around and whine just because I don't want to do something. I must learn how to fix things myself.

Fix it till it works, that has always been my motto (or some shxt like that).

And when it all fails, it is only then we call the plumber.

But to be honest, I'd rather call the plumber and watch him install the new faucet then have my dad teach me. The last time he tried to fix the faucet, the toilet flooded to our ankles.

Hairul and I studied/hung out around Esplanade-Haji Lane-Beach Road. Damn, its been a long time since I sheesha-ed.

for more of these fake lomo shots, click here.

[1] thanks Luq, I'm addicted to that stupid word. HAH.
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I Insist...

2008-12-26T21:43:00.006+08:00

New Year is fast approaching and as many are counting down the days, my mind lingers off by distractions from the excitement.

Friends.

Or at least people who make you think they're your friends.

When they say they would be there for you.

How self-centered of you to think that after years of hearing you gush out all your feelings, to comprehend your problems, giving you solutions to fix it, you tell our friends you can't take it how I am the way I've been, remind you, for years you've known me?

Who are you to do that to me?

Its like you tell me lies when you said you'd be there for me like a friend would. And how dare you judge a friend when he needs you most.

How dare you judge a friend who has been there for you every step of the way?

Every step of the way.

People change, but people don't change to the extent that they forget who they are, forget everything they've accomplished and forget a friend who have put you in his thoughts day and night to make sure...

He'd write the perfect birthday message for you.

Or plan the next outing so our clique don't stay silent.

Or how he plans EVERYTHING around your schedule so that you can make it and you don't take effort in doing anything.

Do you know how much I've sacrificed for you? You're my friend and usually I say it's worth it, but now I just look at it and say, take it or leave it.

You were an awesome friend, but right about now, you don't even ask how I'm doing or how I am. The reason I don't tell you that I've been going through so much pain is because I know you're going through shxt too.

But moreover, it's because you can't stand the way I am anymore. Because I'm not your schoolmate. Because I'm not your classmate.

I can't rewind time and head back to 2003 when I first met you, or to 2007 when I would be seeing you every morning at the quadrangle, sitting in a circle about who just broke up with whom.

No, I can't rewind time but I've given up so much and you've been putting too little effort in our friendship that I realised...

Its not worth it.

I still think about you, about the friendship we've built, about everything we've been through, the blunders and screw ups, but it's not worth it any more.

We used to have so much in common. Wait. We used to have almost everything in common.

Now you can't stand the way I am. And it's okay. I can't stand the way you are either.

I'll put on a smile and still talk to you. At least I still have the past to think about.

I finally reached my limit to write this one out.

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Red-Nose

2008-12-25T21:52:00.003+08:00

Watch it in HQ.

Watch the video all the way to the end okay! HAHA!

As usual, like last year and the year before, here are the list of things I wish for my upcoming birthday. HAHA. I swear I'm so insane for doing this.

Join the "I WANT BEYONCE IN SINGAPORE" group okay! :D

And as a treat, this year, I won't be showing you guys my favourite scene from Mean Girls, but a special video by Destiny's Child!

EDIT: I had to rush, because I accidentally hit save while I was editing the new layout. I miss my old layout already. It was the best ever vector design ever.

Comment Questions:
1) What do you think of the new layout?
2) Videos? Yes/Yes?
3) Will you get me something for my birthday?

P/S: Thanks Danish for your help! CLICK ON HIS FACE ON THE SIDE!

2009? Wait.

2008-12-24T21:06:00.004+08:00

Why?

Today is the BEST. DAY. EVER.

I got the ultimate treat from Mummy Dearest! My parents brought me out today to go Expo for Courts' Megatex (I swear all these conventions end with 'ex'. E.g. Comex, Sitex etcetera) and five minutes into the exhibition hall, Mummy went missing. Dad and I looked for her like lost ducks.

In the centre of the hall, there was someone a lelong[1] and from afar, I heard, "Sewing machine! Now only $110!"

I thought to myself, "Konfem Mum will want that."

So I went on to look for Mummy and I got a call from Dad, "go to the centre of the hall!"

Following his instructions, I found him and guess what?

Mum really got the sewing machine. Dad told me to join Mum, as she stood with the crowd, trying to get the best deals. She whispers, "do you want that?"

"What? The X-Box?"

"No, the camcorder."

Hell, yeah, I was so excited, "I WANT! I WANT!"

"Alright whoever wants the Canon DC330 for only $399... NOW!"

I screamed while raising my hands, and I got it. I was so excited! Seeing that I have been wanting a camcorder since a long time ago, my wish was finally coming true! The thought of renting the school's camera, which by the way, is free, lingered my mind, but freak that, I want a camcorder of my own!

Plus I don't have to go there and register for it, and bla bla bla...

So done. I got the camcorder. Wahh. Damn happy sia. And the original price? $899.

I'm still shrieking like what like that laa! HAHAHA. You can sense my excitement, right? I'm gonna bring this everywhere. Seriously. HAHA.

Dad also bought me something. Although I asked Mum for it but she say, "no, not me. It's your Dad's turn to pay for us."

Cos she wanted a vacuum cleaner as well but she didn't want to pay for that one. Mum's slick.

I got a new mouse, the Imation IOM-5300, seeing that my current mouse is too small, there's barely any grip. It's such a pain to use it with Photoshop, so I got a mouse that's as large as my hands. Yes, my hands are large, get over it.

This amazing thing, I got for $13.90. My mouse that I can probably push aside, or resell, depending... was $19.90. Damn ass.

Thanks to my parents, I had such a wonderful time. They headed for home and I went to visit Dom at his workplace, to pass him the Xmas gift I got for him.

It's a cool cap with embroidery of his name!
I don't have clear shots, so maybe when I see him again, I'll get them.

I want one for myself, to be honest. It's really cool. I can't wait to give Bo, Sarah and Michelle their Xmas gift.

Anyway, I left him to work as his manager was probably wondering how come his toilet break lasted as if he was building a toilet. I went home and got another surprise...

My Fahrenheit review is up on YOUTH.sg! Exciting! It's my first ever article published outside of Dont-Cha! YAY! I'm freaking ecstatic!

OH AND GO READ THE ARTICLE K! Then comment. Like what Jason did. HAHAH

Read the article here.

Yes, the best day ever, J'YEAH!

Alhamdullilah, really.

[1] lelong; lay-l-ong . noun /n/ when something that's expensive is sold ridiculously cheap. "Lelong! Lelong! LV Bag for only $500!"

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Feedback, Major

2008-12-22T21:14:00.004+08:00

Presenting Zuck Ful. In an attempt to remove all negativity, short posts and poems on this site, I've decided to get another blog, with lesser content for easy reading, so that I can restore Dont-Cha to the lively blog (or at least more invigorating) that it was before the fast decline.

So today, I was really struck with major drama. The website I was working on, DiClasse, a shopping website, got deleted. I was so angry! The webhosting company told me that I didn't pay the monthly bill.

But I did!

It was only today I realised why the website went off. I wrote the wrong invoice number. It wasn't my mistake, mainly because I have been using the same invoice number to pay for 3 months before already and still the website stayed online. The company did not inform me that they would give me a new invoice number every bill.

Everything I worked hard on (lol.) for FOUR months went down the drain. It's really a mess.

The company said:

Thankyou for your phonecall this afternoon. I have re-actived your account but we were not able to retreive your old webhosting files as it has been over a month since the website was terminated for non-payment.

Do you have a copy of your contents you can re-up on the server?

We have sent you a welcome letter again, Please make sure your payments are made in advance with the correct invoice so this problem does not occur in the future as our systems are fully automatic with no human intervention

My reply:

But you see, it wasn't pointed out CLEARLY that my invoice number would change.

Please try your best to retrieve everything because even though most files are saved, programs I have on the site are not on my computer. Can you please do everything you can to fix this.

This is of utmost importance. The site is not mine. Its my client's. Thank you

The Company's reply:

With all invoices no matter limebox or any other company invoices always are issued new numbers otherwise each month you would have many duplicate invoices and never be able to keep track records.

I will check with our network administrator to see if we kept any backup. But it is standard 3 days after suspended if payment has not been auto received the account will be terminated.

We will let you know the outcome.

My reply:

Well, on my part, I DID pay the day after I got the third invoice notice. However, I would like to point out that I paid for all the months before this using the very first invoice number that was provided when I first started using Limebox, unknowingly that it changes every bill. If those times I put the wrong invoice number, and still the money I paid went through, and my site was still up and running, why not now?

As impressed as I am with computers doing a lot of the calculations of the money that your customers are paying, there should be someone there to check the invoices to see if they were any duplicates. This is money we are talking about. There should be "human intervention" because computers can only do so much, even in programming. It can only be told what the programmer tells it to do. It will discard if it has an invalid entry and in this case, this is where your staffers should and must come in.

I am highly dissatisfied with the service. Ever since the week of 5th December, I tried calling for help, but the only response I got from the company is that "We'll check and call you back." No one called me back. I called two days later because I thought the company would check for the problem and rectify it but I got the same response, and no one called me back.

Nobody went on to say, "Check your invoice number with the new email we sent" or anything of that sort. I had to find out for myself. It is highly disappointing for me I was reaching completion of the website. So please do try your best to retrieve everything and all files on the site. Four months of work literally going down the drain.

Please understand that this is serious and money is involved. Lost time cannot be retrieved so please help.

They have yet to reply, and my clients might even sue. Oh dear. I just want to finish my work. I swear I was such a mess this afternoon, screaming and running around the house. I'm hoping all the files can be retrieved so that I can get this job over and done with.

The thing is, all payments and invoice numbers go through their computer system, and the computer does everything for them so there's no human involved in this. That's why my payment didn't go through for this month and everything was deleted.

I still don't get it how in the past I could use the same invoice number and nothing was deleted. And their services really suck (lol again).

I'm really speechless.

I'm gonna go cycling with Nuruddin tomorrow, hopefully I can clear a lot of negativity from this drama.

DC DOCU #2 AMIRUL'S BIRTHDAY

2008-12-21T10:15:00.005+08:00

Watch it in HQ.

F-Pop

2008-12-20T23:59:00.000+08:00

Fahrenheit's concert was alright. They need to be more crisp though.

Busy weekend (and week ahead)
- Design BNSS 2009 School Booklet
- Fahrenheit concert review for Youth.SG
- Completion of DiClasse website
- Call my Tourism group mates for a freaking meeting (Luqman, you gotta help me on this)
- Start on CMSK project research
- Get a sketchbook for website layout design, IDES
- Design & Develop logos for DTAT

I think that's about it. Anymore I would go crazy.

My Wish

2008-12-18T21:20:00.002+08:00

more wishes here...

happy advanced New Year

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Now playing: Beyoncé - All I Could Do Was Cry
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On-Mah-Ray-Dar

2008-12-16T21:31:00.007+08:00

I spent today again with Hairul, my BBFF. I had a great time shopping for gifts for tomorrow's dinner party at Sarah's house. I'm really really excited.

Anyway, I spent too much, I think, today, from my savings. I need to save up. It's funny though, I keep saying that but not much action has been put other than a cup full of coins. But its okay. Mainly because it's for Xmas. I won't spend any more this month (at least not from my savings), I can't keep spending like major nutballs.

I hope Sarah, Bo and Michelle like my presents.

Hairul was awesome company so I bought him a 2x2 Rubik's cube keychain for Xmas. Oh and Hairul and I bought cute[1] watches! HAHAHA. We were gonna buy something similar but he changed his mind and got something else.

It's cool. I love mine. It had a base of white, with Blue, Yellow and Pink Lego blocks, which is a plus, because like the typical boy I was when I was 5, I was so into Lego. The watch face is to die for. A robot in a heart. How contradictory.

Reminds me of the TinMan from Wizard Of Oz.

Thanks Hairul for the company!

Random topic shift ahead.

You know what? Most of the times, I know I'm a good guy.

I don't really dare/want to offend anybody.

I hold back so much because I know what it feels like to have my feelings hurt and I avoid myself (as much as possible to) not hurt anyone. Unless it's an undeserving non-talented singer (aka Rihanna) then why not?

But I digress...

I guess having years of harsh critism does build a very strong wall around me but with that I've learned to better myself and not to critisize harshly. It really hurts.

But okay laa, this is a part of what I wrote.

I know it's mean to say this, but I'm gonna say it anyway.

A girl from Friendster (which is dead by the way, ever since they had that week-long maintenance) viewed my account, and I'm scared shitless. She's so self-obsessed, calling herself names like "cute" and "pwincess" (my IQ significanly dropped typing that).

Oh gosh.

Even so, I think the full version is rather mild. Maybe some people just think twice before they say anything. I mean, there is a part of me that tells it like it is, but there's also a part of me that thinks twice before blabbering nonsense.

Being honest is one thing, but hurting someone... Not my style.

[1] Cute because the watches are cute, and because we both are adorable. MUAHAHHAHAHAHAHAH.

/kidding.

/not really.

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Now playing: Britney Spears - Amnesia
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Observe

2008-12-15T20:26:00.004+08:00

With all the holidays in place, I kept thinking to myself if I'm ever gonna get my work done...

Or revise on programming...

Or brush up on my mathematics...

Then I realised, I need another week to relax. Full this week, I thought perhaps its time I spent my highly limited holiday time with my friends and family. No school work, just play. It seemed easy at first but now, it's really getting hard.

Money seems to be an issue. Following people in and out shopping malls just to see them spend cash is rather painful. Cringing at the sight at a new pair of shoes or that scarf, it seems difficult somehow.

And then there's Christmas shopping. Oh My Gosh. I haven't done much except for one. I really have to go insane, even so to digging into my savings. Gasp. It's okay. It's only once a year so I think it's okay, right?

So far, Life has been pretty easy on me. I think I'm luckier these days as compared to darker days of which surfaced to my displeasure but then again who am I to judge. LOL.

There is an issue about demand though. The need for respect and the need for tolerance. I've had better days on issues like these but recently...

It's a game of "lie to myself to make you feel better" kind of thing. Or putting up a front or an act just so your friend could feel comfortable because he's not used to that attitude of yours, or simply a trait of yours but he has been a friend for years.

"Oh his environment changed," you can argue.

But to a point he can't see eye to eye with his friend of almost six years?

It's not much I'm asking for. I'm only asking for the same understanding that has been given to me back when we were much tighter. But then again, nowadays we can't ask for much, now can we?

Sometimes I just want to break away from the friendship but most times I don't bother. Eventually, we'll go our separate ways anyway. Right?

So in a way, I would rather separate silently then go up to you and break it off. Cos eventually, I know I'll miss you.

Boo.

BTW, thanks Aini for that awesome photo.

Y-O-U

2008-12-13T22:18:00.004+08:00

You

The moon is full,
you're in my thoughts.
Your voice it whispers,
I hear a lot

I keep wondering
am I insane?
Cos you keep coming in my mind
again and again

oh

I'm all alone,
What can i do?
The only one I want,
is Y-O-U.

I promise I'm really kind,
Nothing to worry 'bout,
When I'm with you,
Oh baby we are what I'm about

You, occupy my thoughts, every day and night,
I swear you're not there, but I still see...
You, make me come alive, I swear it feels so right
Cos you are the one for me, oh baby believe!

It's just dedicated to someone. :)

P/S: I sampled some rhythms, most of its mine but yeah. :) AND the song is still for someone special.

THOUGHTS???

Oye!

2008-12-12T23:02:00.004+08:00

Praise Presley for buying me this while he was in Hong Kong.

Oh by the way, the photo is a mess. Beyonce has three legs.

Epic fail on the cover, but the CD is awesome. Beyonce singing Spanish leh!

OYE!

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Now playing: Beyoncé - Oye
via FoxyTunes

Happy

2008-12-11T21:57:00.001+08:00

I found myself happy today.

Really happy today.

Facebook me.

Diaries

2008-12-10T21:40:00.003+08:00

She makes me smile all the time.
(Other than Beyonce and Britney of course.)

Oh and if you need an explaination for the short post, "insecurities"

Gentleman's Quarterly

2008-12-09T20:16:00.002+08:00

Beyonce is on the cover of the Singapore Edition of Seventeen Magazine, Jan '09!
I'm so picking it up when I actually see it on the shelves.

Anyway, today was the end of my first mid-sem papers. It was Object Oriented Programming (OOPG). As the mummers start to spread during the test, I swear, it's over.

Epicfailuresaurus.

So I was feeling awful about it, and since Sarah wanted to head on down to Plaza Singapura to shop, she invited Bo, Wen Qin and I to tag along with her, I took the opportunity to shop.

It wasn't a lot, but I bought this hyper adorable awesome shorts from Cotton On. It was only $20, I swear I couldn't resist.

See, even the fabric is adorable. :) Zig-Zag threadding leh!

I feel so awesome after buying that. After that, I went magazine hunting. That is, after spotting that billboard of Beyonce on Seventeen. I didn't get the Singapore Edition but I got this instead.

And when we were on our way home, I found the German Edition of GQ. Awesome shit.

It's hard to find in Singapore, I think. :D
Cos it's German and shxt.

I'm super happy. Thanks Wen Qin, for tutoring me today. Shopping + Beyonce = Forgetting about OOPG.

Tomorrow, I'm SO gonna shop with See Kai! Long time no see sia!

Random quote: Sometimes, it feels good to laugh about the things when you don't even know what's funny.

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Now playing: Beyoncé - If I Were A Boy
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They Made Me Do It

2008-12-08T22:12:00.005+08:00

I think I'm unofficially the oldest male descendent of my late grandfather. Cool shit.

I swear the little one wanted to PhotoBooth all day.

And this little one too.

So much have changed this past year.

And the year before.

Hari Raya Aidiladha (or simply called Haji,) was celebrated today. The day talked about sacrifice. During the sermon in the morning at the Mosque, the Imam asked, "what have you sacrificed?

Personally for me, I think I sacrificed a lot of my time for people. That I really love. I think this year was the year I think I spent my time the most with people that I really care for rather than trying to accomplish something for myself.

Somehow, sacrifice can't be easy, with daily struggles, both huge and small, we begin to wonder.

Are the things I'm sacrificing for, worth it? My time, my energy...?

Well, to each his own, but what I can say is that when you are going to sacrifice something, be it time, money, energy, etcetera, do it with a positive attitude, hopefully the result will be awesome for you.

Last year, I sacrificed my pride. I opened up to my friends in hopes of bridging gaps between us, to make a stronger bond, let's face it. My best friends, HAZARD is over. When I sacrificed so much for them, believe me, time and money was no issue. They were one of my priorities.

But when it backfired on me, when some members began spreading and twisting my words, what was I supposed to do?

Hide?

Initially that was my idea... But I told myself, I can't hide. I can't. I kept a positive attitude, hopefully things would blow over, and to a certain extent it did. I sacrificed so much to show that I wasn't afraid, to believe in myself that I would be okay.

Indeed, I was, okay.

Even though initially the sacrifice of my pride didn't turn out well for me, that sacrifice eventually became a blessing for me.

The whole event, the whole issue of backstabbing became a sieve of who were my true friends, and who were the idiots that was there to just ruin everything I had.

Keeping a positive attitude through out any situation will eventually be awesome for you. Don't blame anyone for your mishaps. You'll start moaning, digressing and eventually doing nothing about it.

Instead, fix it. Fix it till everything is in your favour, when things are awry.

I learnt a lot the past year. There's a reason why I don't open up so much, eventually DONT-CHA becomes slightly boring, but its because I have to be smarter about who I open up to, and who I totally shun in the attempt of staying away from shitheads.

Either way, out of every obstacle is a lesson.

Selamat Hari Raya Aidiladha :)

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, NURUDDIN! AND PRESLEY IS AWESOMENESS.

Comment question: What have you sacrificed this year, and what did you learn from it? Hmmm...

BTW I know I was vague on the whole HAZARD thing. Irony of it is, we used to be a really tight group of friends. I don't really care about what happened but it really was a good learning experience. :D I'm grown up now and I can think what's good for me.

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Dear ShitHead

2008-12-07T21:33:00.004+08:00

You have no future.

You have no purpose in life.

You can't stand on your own.

You spread shit about me.

You don't remember all the good things I've done for you.

You are full of shit.

You like other guys' leftovers.

I'm not saying I'm dwelling on the past, but bitch, get your own life to talk about.

You're honestly the only friend that I ever regret knowing.

Hypocrite. You do shit to people with the expectation that people would worship you?

Fuck you.

You think you can spread shit about me without me spreading shit about you?

Only time will tell, bitch.

I'm gonna start thanking God for not giving you a future.

I'd write your name, but bitch, I'm not you.

You are a gone case.

Sincerly
Zul

Push The Envelope

2008-12-04T21:01:00.002+08:00

I decided to push the envelope today at school when I appeared in school wearing a Singapore Poly t-shirt. I am glad to say the lecturers that know me do have a sense of humour, seeing that a Temasek Poly student is wearing an SP tee.

Some totally slammed me (well, Jojo did. She's a lecturer) and she was damn sarcastic, telling me that I was in "the wrong school".

I thought it was a really mild joke, just something I did out of boredom. I kept getting weird looks, but its totally fine.

:D Its all because I gave Dom a TP shirt and he got me the SP shirt. LOL!

LOL HOW ADORABLE AM I! LOL!

HELP!

2008-12-03T20:51:00.002+08:00

Dear Readers.
As you know, I am constantly working my butt off, so this is my next assignment.

I need to find as many polytechnice and junior college students to do a very important survey. now, how does it work?

1) you message me with your NAME, EMAIL and PHONE NUMBER.
2) the company will email you with the special survey link.
3) you will receive a call because the company needs to ensure you do this survey (and no, this aint no play-play survey, this is a REAL MARKETING survey)
4) your name will be dropped in a pool for a lucky draw.

They will call and email you within these two days (thurs and fri)

Copy paste this

Name:
Phone Number:
Email:

and, first 10 people to reply me via comment with willingness to help will receive a free drink from me. Yes, a real drink.

DO NOT WORRY, YOUR PHONE NUMBERS WILL BE REMOVED AS SOON AS YOU POST IT THERE. I WILL SCREEN EACH POST AND DELETE AS AND WHEN NEEDED. If you really feel unsafe, do send me an email at lostpleasure_[@]hotmail.com.

Thanks, and loves!

ZUL.

P/S NOT A SPAM. :D

Deep Inside

2008-12-02T20:44:00.006+08:00

My stomach isn't as big as it was when we first met.
You're bitchier ever since my bitchiness rubbed off on you.
My hands never shook so much upon saying goodbye.
You make me melt with everything that you do.

My cool and awesomeness show when I'm with you.
You don't know how much I shiver when I'm not.
My eyes seem to linger when you're missing.
You seem to run all day in my thoughts.

My thoughts go insane when you call.
You touch me and I come alive.
My head feels heaver when you're next to me.
You allow me to enjoy the moment that thrives.

My words jumble up when I nag at you.
You pretend to listen to my constant jabber.
My brains remember every word you say
You repeat a million times, I remember.

My oh my, in your arms I finally breathe
You slap my face to wake me up, hah!
My rhythm goes astray when you go.
You touch me and I feel like an inferno.

My heart thinks it is over you.
You think I am over you.
My heart still loves you.
You know that I will always do.

Oh, before I forget, happy one year, tomorrow. :)

Let Me Go

2008-12-01T19:39:00.003+08:00

So let me go
Just let me fly away
Let me feel the space between us go deeper
And much darker everyday.

Watch me now
And I'll be someone new.
My heart will unbroken;
It will open up to everyone but you

Even when I cross the line
It's like a lie I’ve told a thousand times

I don't want to dream about things that never were.

And part of me still believes
When you ay you’re gonna stick around
And part of me still believes
We can find a way to work it out

But I don't want to say goodbye.
Somehow.

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Now playing: Britney Spears - Out From Under
via FoxyTunes

Transaction

2008-11-29T21:13:00.002+08:00

Your purpose in life is to express your unique self.

You are a creative and artistic person with an interesting view on life.
Witty and outgoing, you enjoy sharing your crazy ideas with anyone who will listen.
A total social butterfly, you're the life of any party.

In love, you inspire and enchant your partner. You are often an object of fantasy and desire.

While you are very talented, you sometimes lack the ambition to put your talents in play. And while your wit carries you a long way, you occasionally use it to mask your true feelings.

Your natural abilities can bring you all the success in the world ... if you let them.

So What Is It?

2008-11-26T18:26:00.003+08:00

Hey. Yesterday, I wanted to reveal a secret to you guys... But I was rather hesitant. Health-wise, I'm alright, major cough and nose-nonsense. Fever is subsiding, but that's okay. Let's give it a few more days before I give Dr. Joel another visit.

Anyway, are you prepared to know the secret? Keep scrolling all the way down if you want to know what the secret is.

Are you sure you wanna know?

Really?

You really really sure?

I'm botak.

Yes, after 18 years of swearing I won't chop it all off until NS, I decided why not. To be honest, the crazy thought of shaving it all of came to me before I headed out to the clinic two mornings ago.

Danish used to tell me how he always had super curly hair when he was a little kid and when his dad shaved it all off, and when his hair grew it was straight. Hmm... Interesting, but I never gave it any thought to whether I should chop it all off.

Then when I was at the hair salon, I initially wanted to say, "just trim the sides," but what I said was, "just chop the sides off."

So she took the shaver, and VROOOOOOOOOM. Gone.

With the sides gone and the centre part of my hair standing up straight, Mum screamed across the salon, screaming, "CUT PROPERLY!"

I looked like fucking Sanjay Malakar. Seriously. HAHAHA.

I agreed with Mummy, and told the hair stylist, "Chop it all off."

So... here I am.

I kinda like it. A lot, actually.

Sarah says, "it makes your head look big, but never mind. Later can compare with Luqman on who has the bigger head."

Comments, what do YOU think?

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Now playing: Beyoncé - Single Ladies (Put A Ring On It)
via FoxyTunes

Reveal...

2008-11-25T19:19:00.004+08:00

I want to tell you a secret.

But I can't tell you now.

Only tomorrow.

I have a hint.

"It's like I'm going to NS."

p/s: doctor says im okay, nothing serious, YET, but if i don't recover in the next two days, i have to go for X-rays

Pressured

2008-11-24T20:01:00.003+08:00

Last night, I wanted to sleep at midnight, in order to be punctual for school. However, I have no idea why...

My eyes refused to rest...

FOR 4 HOURS!

I stayed awake so long, and trying to make myself sleep, I went online, I did homework but I couldn't. When 4 a.m. came, that was it. I was gonna sleep even if my body doesn't like it.

Then it happened.

CATS WERE FUCKING AT THE VOID DECK.

You can imaging the screeching mating call, gosh! I focused, read some prayers and soon fell to sleep.

When I reached school, something weird happened. As I was about to walk into the hallway, something happened.

My lungs began to contract. It was like I wasn't able to breathe. I ran back out, catch my breath, and dashed right into my classroom, swaying back and forth like a drunk man.

I wasn't drunk nor having a hangover.

I was having my first ever anxiety attack!

I didn't know what to do. I knew I needed some O2 in me so I ran for the outdoor staircase and caught my breath.

I really thought today would be my last day. And really, I'm not exaggerating.

And my condition have not gotten better since ever. Mum gave me strict orders to visit the doctor and not to go school. Haish.

The cough makes me feel like I'm having near bronchitis, everything I feel like vomiting, nothing comes out, and whenever I want to eat, I get turned off. Pray for me, you guys. I know its a common cold, but I never got struck like this before.

P/S: I left rugby a looooooooooooong time ago.

M.I.A.

2008-11-23T10:09:00.005+08:00

First of all, I would like to apologise for going missing and offline for the past two days. On Friday we had IMINDay, kinda like a sports day for my diploma, and it was really fun!

BUT! I was sick, but I still made it. Despite being sick, when I played some games with my class, all the sickness seem to have gone away for a while. Like magic.

The spectators!

The players

We played Captain's Ball but we lost sadly. The best match was with our next door class aka Luqman's class, C214 and our 1.1 Freshmen, C216. Good battle. HAH. More updates/photos on the days to come soon.

Despite becoming even more ill towards the end of the night, (yes, it finished at 8 pm), I led the everyone in the final cheer before finishing the day off.

AND I STILL BELIEVE THAT MY CLASS, C212 DESERVE THE NON-EXISTANT MOST SPIRITED CLASS AWARD. LOL.

Yesterday (Saturday) was the day that my fever/cough/sore throat hits its worst. While Bo and I had to attend the Anime Festival Asia 08 as ticket vendors for Ripplevox, walau. I couldn't even stand without crippling. Much less to say, I was kinda dead.

Sorry Bo if I was too moody. I ended up sleeping most of the time. Oh well, what to do.

Currently I'm recovering, well hopefully, so okaylah. :)

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Now playing: Beyoncé - Ave Maria
via FoxyTunes