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On the last day of 2008, it's time for me to give thanks just before the curtains fall..
Thanks
to my buddies, for taking care of me all the time.
Thanks
to my classmates, for such a wonderful time working together during such a tough year.
Thanks
to my friends, for being there through my deepest darkest nites, and being there for the celebratory moments.
Thanks
to my company, for honouring their part of the deal, especially during these tough times.
Thanks
to my dearest, for everything.
Thanks
to everyone else who have been with me in one way or another throughout the course of 2008.
It was one hell of a roller coaster ride. From the lowest depths to the higest elation, all within the span of 365 days. But i guess that's wat makes life interesting.
Wishing all a very good Year 2009 ahead!
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Lame Duck Ducks
a bit wols.. but nonetheless..
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If the STI was an accurate gauge of S'pore's economy, we are now no different from the 1994 era. But my meals cost less than $1 then. Haiz..
No more hiding in school to escape recession.. More good years ahead.
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Lauren Wood - Fallen
I can't believe it, you're a dream comin' true.
I can't believe how I have fallen for you.
And I was not looking, was content to remain.
And it's ironic to be back in the game.
You are the one who's led me to the sun.
How could I know that I was lost without you...
And I want to tell you, you control my rain..
And you should know that you are life in my veins.
You are the one who's led me to the sun.
How could I know that I was lost without you...
I can't believe it, you're a dream comin' true.
I can't believe how I have fallen for you.
And I was not looking, was content to remain.
And it's erotic to be back in the game.
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7 of 8.
1 more to go.
GO.
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David Gates - If
If a picture paints a thousand words, then why can't I paint you?
The words will never show, the you I've come to know.
If a face could launch a thousand ships, then where am I to go?
There's no one home but you, You're all that's left me too.
And when, my love, for life is running dry,
You come, and pour, yourself, on me.
If a man could be two places at one time I'd be with you.
Tomorrow and today, beside you all the way.
If the world should stop revolving spinning slowly down to die,
I'd spend the end with you, and when the world was through,
Then one, by one, the stars would all go out
And you, and I, would simply fly away
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Conversation between Fren, Elite and me:
Elite: What's the best way for my poly-grad brother to get into NUS ah?
Fren: Wah, need to be top 5% then the grades must be "ABAB's" one
Elite: CCA leh, sports and stuff liddat no use ah?
Fren: Not really la, still quite hard.
*As usual with my blabbermouth and snide remarks*
Me: Actually hor, get a PRC passport lor, sure can come Uni one. Got Scholarship some more.
Elite: Why PRC passport? What's wrong with PRC?
Me: *diam diam* *walks away*
Not the intended reaction i got. Was expecting people to understand my brand of social humour, and not throw me a blank look expecting me to explain every single shit.
Few minutes later.. (and hence the "Elite" label)
Elite: Orh, i think better to move. House too big not good also. Can hardly see my parents. Moving to a smaller house better lah.
Man.. What is it with me and the "typical" Singaporean? Have they gone so elitist and left me behind? Seriously, I have serious problems trying to communicate with these people. Then again, I've always had problems talking to potatoes..
Bread and butter issues, social issues seem to be lost in translation to these elites living in their big bunglows in Loyang. What is my country coming to? I'm really on the wrong side of the bridge across the social divide?
Another fren was asking me about dreams and life and all..
I gave the usual grad->get job->get wife->get kids->rear kids->retire->die shit. He stared at me blankly and asked, "How do you change the world like that?".
I told him. Too late. I'll spend my lifetime dedicated to getting myself out of the working class, into a higher social class. At the same time, I'll try my very best to keep the snobish elitist attitude out of my offsprings. They can change the world on my behalf.
Can they?
Becoming a dad who can afford them a $500K peanut startup fund, I certainly hope so.
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Sitting here. 2am in the morning.
Not as if i'm damn free.
Tons of revision, FYP to do.
But absolutely no motivation to do so.
What is it that i want?
I dunno.
Images flash, thoughts go into overdrive.
Sleep? That seem like a tall order.
I certainly hope for some certainty soon.
At least give me a direction to sail towards.
Drifting afloat is torturous.
Sigh.
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