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2008-10-02T08:59:00.001-07:00

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2008-04-30T18:38:00.000-07:00

Day Eighty-One in Captivity…

This is another back-dated post. I sincerely apologize to those who are addicted to reading my WEBSITE posts. And yes even if you refuse to admit to that statement.. you are still reading this.. so too bad :D. there are more people reading my website than I expected. O well..

Well.. I have no inspirations to write posts ( i am an eccentric writer! haha you wish).. It’s a “a-lot to write but too-lazy to write” scenario, which causes the delay in updating of the posts.. :S haha. O and also not to forget that little element of memory loss. I can’t seem to remember things very well… since like.. I have no idea. I forgot.. :(. Bleah.

On the topic of memory-loss.. and related stuff.. School has started for me (school = memory-loss and other memory-loss related activity)… its NO LONGER holidays for me.. MY HOLIDAYS HAVE ENDED.. so please if you are reading this.. do stop smsing me.. saying that its my holiday therefore i should go out with you people.. well.. my time-table is pretty screwed.. its not like the previous year.. we had so many breaks :D. awesome breaks meant for one activity and only one. ;). class-bonding. Haha ok moving on.. I am actually quite psyched that school has started... for all who haven’t or never worked in your entire life before (i was once like that! awesome..) trust me when I say that STUDIES > work. i, personally would rather stare at my friend’s face for 12 hours and talk nonsensical crap (really.. really nonsensical crap which i will be writing about it soon..) than to stare at that dreaded machine (you know the one you are staring at now… brain-juice sucking monster…) for 8 hours..

O.. and a lot of people are learning to drive! SEXY.. (although Singapore drivers = trashy drunkards who have one eye close and one hand tied to their foot when driving.. sorry to offend anyone but...).. that means more free rides around the campus! Right mysterious friend K, MW, AF and E. if not arh.. I scratch your car.. :D. awesome.. its pretty amazing to know that once you pass your driving test.. you become more practical when choosing a car to buy.. o I carried out tests on a few of you people just to clarify this point! (if I asked you this : “if you have 500k what car would you buy?”.. you have been tested. :)) but I am still going to delude myself and get myself a sexy BMW mini cooper, a Lamborghini Reventon (mega-sexy car), a Mitsuoka Orochi and just for fun a 1967 Ford Mustang (just to make loud noises at you. :P) even after I pass the driving test.. now all you typical Singaporean drivers watch out.. if I am in the right of way.. and you so happen to be that little drunkard doing some funny stunts.. I am going to crash my car into yours.. claim insurance and file for the loss of transportation :P and earn some money while watching your wrecked car go up in flames.. (now I ain’t so bad.. I will help you put out the fire with a fire extinguisher stored in my boot.. after which I will bill it to you :D. AWESOME.)

Sexy Lamborghini Reventon.. (the guy at the backdrop just spoils the picture of the car..)

Stylish Mitsuoka Orochi.. (nice and unique design..)

Strong 1967 Ford Mustang.. (not for the faint hearted..)

Falling back to reality... if you think that I am a car fanatic.. you are pretty wrong.. these informations are just stuck at the back of my head.. I can’t get it out! Bleah.. o and I guess this kind of allows me not to be so ‘lost’ when people start talking about cars. and also if you noticed.. i don't really like porsche and ferrari.. its too common.. bleah.

well.. that’s all for now..

2008-04-12T20:38:00.000-07:00

Day Sixty-Three in Captivity..

super-mega post. with photos ;)

haha another backdated post. so sorry. :) this post was meant for a saturday.. the saturday which i went back to work.. :O. i can't believe i did that anyway (saturday mornings are just so meant for sleeping in! and it rained! perfect weather.. before going out in the afternoon!).. well theoretical yesterday was suppose to be my last day.. friday was when i officially terminated my work contract.! and say bye-bye to everyone! but noooooo…. fate decided to add an evil twist to my working life..

to make a long story short...

at 5.29 p.m when i was about to clock off from work (in fact i did).. my manager caught me!.. at the eleventh hour.. (if there was anything more than the eleventh hour.. it would be the eleventh hour and the fifty-ninth minute).. and asked me to do OT (overtime) she even called me cute and handsome ;) which made me pleasantly happy.. but YA. MAIN POINT: OVERTIME = BAD. OVERTIME ON LAST DAY = SUPER DUPER BAD :O. bleah. friday night fever poof-ed away in an instant.. thank goodness my other colleagues persuaded her to let me come back on saturday (which i didn't know if it was a good thing or not...)

anyway this post is dedicated to my last day! (FRIDAY. Ka-pish). went to office 45 minutes earlier like usual.. to SLEEP! :D. haha anyway.. i was surfing the net during my breaktime around 10.30 a.m when my internet browser got LOCKED. the freaking IT department caught me surfing the net.. :S. and a report was generated and sent to the manager.. (arh.. crappy) on top of that mysterious friend T, S, and D decided to be really E-V-I-L and bluff me. they said that my day's pay would be deducted by half.. -.=. i actually believed them and ran around asking the permanent staff (my second 'mom' mysterious colleague N) if i could take half a day off.. logic being that since my pay was getting cutted it was equivalent to like a half day off? but Noooo... SHE BLUFFED ME too. whao lao. she scared me by telling me that if i took half a day off.. the pay gets cut by 3/4.. omgosh.. they only told me the truth at like 3.30 p.m :S. 5 hours of torment..

well all in all.. this temporary job gave me quite a experience.. especially in customer service industry since i did alot of callings.. and answerings people desperate cries of help.. nah just kidding. :D. (i have no clear description of my job.. rememeber?) some stuff i learned...

when calling a company up..
GOLDEN RULE #1: the guy who picks up the phone on behalf of the company wishes to put down the phone ASAP.. he has a dozen of phone calls to make/take.. so just get to the point.. in a nice manner.
GOLDEN RULE #2: if you as a customer gets pissed at the company and vent your anger at the guy who picks up the phone.. you are so going to get cursed at by the whole office when the conversation ends. (word of bad-tempered customers spread around faster than gossips do..)

tadah! so try to avoid those stuff.. although if you get people like me! :) count yourself lucky! eh really! i have a customer who called me 3 days consecutively for 20 minutes each just to chat with me... asking me what i wanted to be.. where i wanted to work in after i quit (because i told him i was quitting on FRIDAY as he wanted to call me again on MONDAY.).. nice fella though.. ;). o and my customers actually remember my name! i am so proud of that man.. gosh.. normally when customers call back they would be like can i speak to MR./MS. -insert surname here-.. my customers call me back and say my NAME! woot!.. although there are really some black sheeps(CUSTOMERS) out there.. who just wants to ruin your day.. ok enough!

well mysterious friend H took some photos and sent it to me for remembrance.. so i decided to post it up.. as a way of saying thanks and showing how much i appreciate it!

thats me and mysterious friend H! haha she is my fourth 'wife' ;). how it started.. read on.. haha. thanks for the photos.

my hi-five and POLE buddy! mysterious friend T who was involved in bluffing me.. humpf..

haha the people sitting around me! mysterious friend T, me, mysterious friend S and mysterious friend D. (L-R. Clockwise.). the bunch of crappers.

/ haha my last and third 'wives'. the supervisor was mean and held them after work! so i didnt get a chance to take photos with them humpf!

me and my first 'wife'! she was the one who started the whole 'wifey' thingy.. it went.. one morning (can't remember which morning).. i noticed that she was tired.. (i used to be sitting opposite her).. being nice.. i asked her if she went clubbing last night! reason being that she stayed out last night! and she said YES. after which she started to laugh.. (by this time i was lost.).. and she told my other colleagues (which are my respective 'wives' in malay) that she heard me asking her if she wanted to Ka-Wing with me (i think thats how you spell it in malay.. Ka-Wing in malay = Marriage.. i have no idea how clubbing became Ka-wing. but ya).. lastly she told me about it in english after everyone was laughing.. and i was like.. WHY DID YOU EVEN SAY YES IF YOU HEARD ME ASKING YOU TO MARRY ME?! and we spent a whole hour.. laughing at this LOUDLY.. and one by one the rest followed and be my 'wives'.

my sexy e-bu (translation: mother)! who wanted to make nasi briyani for my wedding... -.-. o well. o she is my 'supervisor' also. amacammmmm.. jammbu. (i think that's 'whats up babe' in malay..)

haha ermm me and three of my wives.. (L-R) mysterious friend SA(first 'wife'), mysterious friend H(fourth 'wife') and mysterious HID(third 'wife').. followed by me!

group photo! it's abit hard to describe.. haha :S.

me and my fifth wife! haha mysterious friend F. she sat beside me for a period of time.. and man. does she has nice wheat biscuits.. awesome.. in short i don't need to take breakfast before going to work.. i have my breakfast at work! :D

me and my third wife! haha mysterious friend HID. ;) some guy in the office likes her! haha and i know who he is! i was actually teasing him about it.! o yea.. mysterious friend HID is like doraemon.. her bag is a never ending 7-eleven snack store.. i kept eating her AWESOME (really awesomely nice) snacks..

haha me and my 'wives'. ahah in case you don't know.. i cant touch any of them.. because they wear the 'tudong' which is a symbol of faith! haah its taboo to touch them! unless you're their immediate family. or maybe just family members.

haha well.. i decided to publish this photo because i felt kind of bad.. towards the girl! (mysterious girl SY) haha i enjoy teasing and joking with her! because she is darn slow.. it takes a whole 5 mins for her to finally start laughing at a joke.. after everyone stop laughing! haha which makes everyone laugh again ;).

me fooling around with the manager cubicle ;D. haha i was posing as if i was the manager.. weeeee!

ok thats all... no more photos.. actually there is somemore.. but i am just too lazy to post more up :D.. haha. anyway before i end off. i would just like to say this to my colleagues. it's been my pleasure solely to be able to get to know you guys.. crap around and joke with you guys.. haha thanks for letting me get to know you ;)..

well.. thats all for now....

2008-03-30T16:38:00.000-07:00

Day Fifty in Captivity...

ok major back-dating of posts coming up.. sigh.. i am sorry that i haven't been posting on time.. because.. i am really tired. so sleep is kind of a high-priority task for me to undertake you know..

let me recollect.. ok if i am not wrong this was a sunday! the fifth sunday of march.. as such, my church normally holds a 'major' gaming event :D. haha well.. the event was called 'No Sweat' (and it so happens that the weather was hot and humid.. o such beautiful irony. :P) kudos to the 16 years old who organized it! (don't think i don't know.. you are trying to copy my Amazing Race right ;) but keep up the good work) haha

being an 'over-aged' youth (i am so not over-age.. people still say i look 2 years younger than what i am!) i was suppose to facilitate.. but because of some family matters (cyberspace is too public to write too much.. so for those of you who think my WEBSITE is an accurate measure of my life think again.. i am just bored.) i couldn't attend the full length of the event and had to leave half way. so i decided to just follow mysterious friend B's group around.. o that hyperactive girl.. she kept slapping my face continuously.. (i guess my cheeks are just so darn irresistible ^^) haha and i was teasing her about something which i don't think it would be very nice to publish it up. (insider's joke) o and just before i move on.. i gotta say this. her complexion is freaking awesome.. i was poking her cheeks too.. its like so soft and smooth.. like TOFU (translation: beancurd). -pokes-

yup moving on.. we went to Singapore art museum than where arh.. wesley right? and onto fort canning park.. :). haha and while walking i actually realized that there was another new girl so i went to disturb her :D. and that's when she told me that she has been in the youth for over a year.. (ohmygosh.. i didn't even notice her.. but i couldn't bear to tell her that.) and she was confusing me with her age.. i think it was done on purpose.. E-V-I-L. anyway i met mysterious friend D at fort canning.. i couldn't remember his name at all.. so the conversation went something like that...

Chimp-pan-zee: Hi!
Mysterious Friend D: Hi!
-awakard silence while the both of us struggle to remember each other names..-
Mysterious Friend D: You're WY! from Barker!
-at this point.. i still couldn't remember his name :S.. so i did the smartest thing-
Chimp-pan-zee: Yea! and you are?
Mysterious Friend D: D!

well just a note.. i can't remember names really well.. i only can remember faces.. but you know sometimes a person just have a 'complicated' face (no offense) that you can't even remember his/her face :S. o well.. i am sorry.

ok the rest of the day is censored off because it's too private (it's also the reason why i couldn't stay for the entire length of the event.).. and i don't know who is going to read this post... so yup.. too bad. :D. sorry. you can try asking me online.. but i might not tell you ;).

well.. thats all for now...

2008-03-29T22:38:00.000-07:00

Day Forty-Nine in Captivity...

this week has been super scary... my gay supervisor.. started coming onto me.. D: (maybe he was just trying to befriend me). haha for those of you who don't already know... mysterious friend S and i saw him smacking one of my friend's ass.. ok. let me rephrase it... in between his ass. now don't you see what scares me.. gosh..

i mean.. initially he didn't really liked me.. (i have no idea why.. but yea i was cool with it..) now... he keeps trying to talk to me.. standing behind me without me knowing.. and because my seat is so damn near to the printer which he uses.. :O. it gives him the perfect excuse.. omgosh.. what must i do to protect this ass of mine. i mean literally.. will wearing 2 pairs of underwear work? i doubt so. i need a titantium plated pants. and in 2 days time.. i am going to see him.. just the thought of it.. gives me goosebumps. let me describe to you what i think will happen everytime he walk towards me..

i begin to imagine a bulge in his pants.. and because he is relatively taller than me.. when he stands and i am sitting down.. his -ahems- is pretty much at my headlevel. if he was to "trip" and fall.. guess what.. i won't say it.. i can't bare to say it. i don't want to say it. sigh.. maybe i am just over-imagining.. (chances are... i am not..). i guess i am being mean.. but it is really scary.. no guy has ever come onto me in this manner. i hope i am just being paranoid.

and please i am straight. definitely. i like girls. ladies. women. the whole she-bangs.

that's all for now...

2008-03-22T23:38:00.000-07:00

Day Forty-Two in Captivity..

well.. ok i am officially exhausted. ka-pish. (i have no idea what that means but ka-pish). and now.. i am going to backdate all my posts because i have been receiving complains that i haven't been updating my WEBSITE on time.. (thanks arh.. mysterious friend H & G). so here it is. to them! the dynamic duo.

let me recall what i did on this day. ah. i remember. like every normal weekend since i started working… i woke up pretty late to meet mysterious friend K just to travel around Singapore in search for cheap PSP deals. (i have no idea why he followed me.. why did you follow me huh mysterious friend K?). for those of you who don't already know. i have decided on getting a PSP. ^^. reason being.... I LIKE IT. too bad if it isn’t a logical reasoning.. sometimes you just don’t need to be logical.

several pleasant things happened to me this week i guess. (some of which will be censored out so.. nah nah ni boo boo :)) hahah what was interestingly refreshing was that i was told that my personality was pretty addictive. :O. at that moment.. pigs could fly. although it makes me sound like a drug.. but... ^^. thanks mysterious friend F. (she sits beside me during work :)). o and i just made more new friends at work due to the ITE attachment! tadah. more crap-talkers!

moving on. i went to a Young Adult Ministry BBQ (some church thingy thingy). armed with only my trusty, bullet-proof wallet (for those of you who have seen my wallet you will understand!) and my sturdy, ancient mobile phone... i battled against the torrential rain.. which by the way had to rain while i was walking to the house. so i ended up all drenched and stuff.. i wasn’t being EMOtional.. (i hate that word.. EMO.. whoever who came up with that crap.. ought to be dragged onto the streets and shot. he/she was being just plain stupid and lazy to write the TIONAL part behind EMO) -.-". had an intellectual debate with mysterious friend D. was pretty pleasant and enlightening.. ^^. o and i was educated on the theory that parallel lines meet at the point of infinity! (need some explanation? ask me.) but than again.. isn't a parallel line define also as a 2 lines which are at 90 degrees AND at a uniform distance apart? so how than can they meet. mysterious friend D?

did some bbq-ing (i mean.. its a bbq..).. prawns.. chicken wings.. the whole she-bangs. bleah. but like any normal bbq... the wait was Loonnngggg.. D:. thank goodness for the company though. mysterious L,C and A. haha. pretty entertaining.. the 4 of us just sat there and started talking.. which lead to us crapping… and we started thinking for who knows whatever reason.. what we will be 20 years down the road... omgosh. what the crap.

ok i really gotta go and do some stuff... that’s all for now....

2008-03-21T20:38:00.000-07:00

Day Forty-One in Captivity...

bleah. today is good friday. being a Christian, i believe that this is the day where Jesus Christ died for us. nothing funny. :S. went to singapore expo hall 3 for EASTER CONVENTION! the service was awesome.. really liked the orchestral pieces played by the string ensemble and sang by the choir... who had angelical voices. if only there was a replay button! :D. i would be pressing it over and over again. till the remote explodes? (yup.. or till the vocal cords of the choir… -ahems- but i decided to not be evil and listen to it once.)

well.. i remembered being asked what is good friday all about during work by mysterious friend K. and i kind of feel bad that i told him to "BUAT KERJA!" (translation: do work!) instead of spending some time explaining it to him.. haha i guess my over-eagerness to grasp malay made me say it.. (hey.. i couldn't explain it to him in malay! not that proficient.. and i needed to practice my malay).. so here i am.. going to quote something ever so familiar, which i think summarizes (abit only! for more questions.. you may ask me. but i just hope that i have the ability to answer your enquiries.. for more advanced questions please pray.) what good friday is all about..

Apostle Creed..

I believe in God, the Father almighty,
creator of heaven and earth.
and in Jesus Christ, his only Son, our Lord.
who was conceived by the power of the Holy Spirit
born of the Virgin Mary.
suffered under Pontius Pilate,
was crucified, died, and was buried.
He descended into hell.
On the third day he rose again from the dead.
He ascended into heaven
and is seated at the right hand
of God the Father Almighty.
From thence he shall come again to judge the living and the dead.
I believe in the Holy Spirit,
the holy catholic Church,
the communion of saints,
the forgiveness of sins,
the resurrection of the body,
and the life everlasting.
Amen.

The important part to take note as Christians (ermm this may vary as this is my own personal perception. so don't mind) is that Jesus died for us.. to redeem us from our sins. well.. the sad part for me is... i know all about these. but darn do i keep sinning.. sigh. MEGA-LY GUILTY. Bleah.. well dumbo mysterious friend A went for church service at 10.30 AM. when the service was at 9.00 AM. ^^. she got to see everyone leaving! ;). a new way of looking at a church service!

well.. for non-christians reading this post.. i must insist on something.. CATHOLISM and CHRISTIANITY are 2 different thingys. (the way the service is conducted is pretty different too.. go check it out!) its been clearly divided and acknowledged. than what is the main difference? catholics worshipped mother mary.. whereas Christians worship God. ^^ so don't you categorized me wrongly!

that's all for now....

2008-03-20T20:38:00.000-07:00

Day Forty in Captivity...

haha yes i know its been a really long time since i posted. well... i am just so darn pretty tired.. with so many things to juggle.. work drains my energy like crazy... :S. but thanks to the wonderfully entertaining colleagues i have.. i am able to survive and even decided to extend my contract for one more month...

and NO. i am not doing ATTACHMENT work. i am just working for fun. short and simple. the end.

o o.. and currently i have embarked on a odyssey to learn the 'simple' language of the Malays. bleah. thanks to my mysterious friend N from VJC who picked up mandarin just by hearing me converse in mandarin with the customer. FREAKY. but absolutely motivational to me. haha i am going to master malay before she masters mandarin! SAYA NAMA BRANDON. APA KAT ATAS! (translation: my name is brandon.. what's up!) that’s my english name in my workplace. :). o and i have also been reading up about MUSLIM during work hours. (not my fault! i am just a highly efficient worker.. too efficient if i am say.).. so i spend my time asking hypothetical questions with regards to what i read.

-the following section may be deemed inappropriate. and is rated MATURED. any offence taken is not intended. these are based on the answers given by my muslim colleagues.-

why do muslims not eat pork?
the main reason which i found logical, was because of faith. the obedience of muslim to follow the Qur'an leads to the practice of muslims not consuming pork. (supported by mysterious muslim friend H,H,F,N) scientifically speaking.. in the past. pig used to feed on excrement. thus it was labelled unclean. also. certain pork contains a bacteria known as 'trichina' which could not be destroyed using traditional means of cooking such as frying.. steaming etc. pork in short has high amounts of cholestrol and lipids. thus for all these health reason, the Qur'an was wise in the sense it forbade the muslims from consuming pork in the past to prevent them from suffering unnecessary health consequences. however, modern science has overcame these limitations. (which is where my argument revolves around.. trichina can be killed now!).. for example. Airpork feeds it's pigs with grains and cereals. so why than can't muslims eat pork now?

"There might just be other unknown disadvantages in pork that modern science has yet to uncover." -mysterious friend N. Ok. let's leave it at that. moving on. Muslims are also not allowed to touch dog's saliva! that was totally new to me. haha because just like pork.. it is deemed unclean. bleah. and to think i have 2 dogs at home who likes to lick like crazy.

yea. and when the day got really boring.. i started roaming the office asking malay girls why they wont wearing tudongs. haha. ^^ curiosity kills the cat. but without curiosity.. there won't be progress. :D. well the most common answer i got was... 1...2...3.. *drumsroll*.. "i am not prepared to wear it yet.". haha.

ok. that's all for now.. getting to darn tired.

2008-03-09T19:38:00.000-07:00

Day Twenty-Nine in Captivity...

as usual i went to church.. :D. attended youth! because today was the second sunday of the month and it was game sunday! weeeee... well mysterious friend B organized the entire event which consisted of grouping up and creating a skit. haha. yea. and i got freaked out when i saw 13 years old playing with a freaking RUBIX cube. i mean.. Dudeeeee.. you're 13 years old.. go do something stupid. and get hurt (:D. ok fine maybe i wont be mean and ask them to get hurt) but yea.. whatever happened to the good old past-time activity of ZONING out.. bleah. rubix cube.. what have they become... slave androids to the educational system. (than again. are we not all just like them. sigh)

well apparently i was too darn old for the event.. (i look like a 16 year old kid.. sweeeeet.. 16. haha i get the best of both world..!) but i was asked to go lead the 13 years old in creating a skit. (bad choice.. i have no leadership qualities. why than did i go for the camp. i have no idea ^^.) haha. and my genre was MUSICAL (i hate musical movies. that means HAIRSPRAY which i got conned into watching.. the chipmunky show which also i got conned into watching..). bleah. the skit did'nt go as well as planned because the 13 years old were to shy to sing out.. whats a musical without music.. a non-musical musical???! moving on. so i had to solo. and sing out. just to make it a musical. (and i aint no singer. i can tell you that.)

haha. when the results came out. i won the best actor again. (a 5 bucks starbuck voucher.. here i come ice blended mango thingy thingy. i love you. woot). o o. and i made friends with this SOUTH KOREAN youth (now i have 5 south korean friends! yes!) who was in the youth. AWESOME. although she reacted abit weirdly when i said hi.. (i guess my face has a sign that says FEAR ME.) haha but i aint that bad!! my mission. for the next few weeks i am going to make her laugh her ass off. just to redeem myself. was supposed to go out with the sexy 8-teens but i forgot to bring my wallet. and my handphone. :O (sorry mysterious friend L,A,M,C and T). bleah.

o for those gamers friend. i am currently playing WARCRAFT III (dota/standard game), travian (this web-browser game) and MUONLINE (cool mmorpg game. for more go to www.sunshinemu.com) haha. if you want you can join me! but i will only be playing on saturday night.. (11pm to 2am? i suppose) and sunday if i am free. weeeeee. o o and i found this awesome retro song that i heard on gold 90.5 FM while travelling back with my dad on saturday (met him at dhoby guat so that he can bring me home!).. watch and enjoy! L-O-L-L-I-P-O-P!

thats all for now.....

2008-03-08T18:38:00.000-08:00

Day Twenty-Eight in Captivity...

omgosh.. i am so tired.. my muscles are actually aching.. haha went for some SYNOD leadership camp and just returned.. if there was any single word to describe it.. it would just be B-O-R-I-N-G. it was like lectures (note the S behind lecture..) non-stop for 4 hours -jaws drop- on spiritual leadership which i am able to summarize it into 5 sentences... -.= (P.S: it isnt because my summary skills are way too 'powerful'..)

well. my week was just another week gone by.. i guess. i had to do some really shitty work.. which wasn’t enough to ruin my week but just made me.. W-E-I-R-D. i had to double check a girl's work at work.. because she screwed up badly (she did her work super fast.. for some weird reason.. and as the saying goes.. MORE HASTE LESS SPEED. it just proved to be an understatement. sigh).. and she doesn't even know that she screwed up. and i don't intend to tell her. just to keep her week nice and cheery.. but let’s just say my work is set for the next 2 weeks. -.=. sucks. o and i actually sat in a 'all-girl' work gossip session (how?. my supervisor aka ‘auntie’ was the ring leader..). and man. WOW. the things that came out. ENLIGHTENING.

yup that was how my week flew by.. made some more new friends (especially this VJC girl.. she scared the crap out of the customer by talking about RANDOM insurance stuff.. and i had to explain it nicely to them before they finally shhhhh.. omgosh i had to say it in CHINESE too...:X). yup. than friday came.. the B-O-R-I-N-G leadership camp. the stupid bus uncle cheated me of my feelings -.-.. he told me to get off at farrer park mrt station when i asked him for little india mrt station.. bus 23 uncle.. if you are reading this. THANKS. can you imagine.. me a poor boy.. exhausted from work.. had to walk back to little india.. than to tekka market. just to meet up with the youths.. pfft. o well. more exercise.

the camp started off pretty awkwardly.. well. (i don't want to say anymore.) yea. whats the coolest name you have ever seen? for me its like I-Zack. omgosh. his mum must have a Ipod fetish. this is my I-Zack he is 160 GB big.. :D. my group consisted of this youth coordinator lady.. this girl from NUS high (too smart.) and this hippy dude from... i forgot. o well. hey but with me.. :D it wasn't too long before the 'ice' was 'broken'. o yea. i was looking forward to having a nice warm bath after a day of not bathing (i just wanted to get out of my long sleeve shirt and pants.) they just had to make my day. by telling the guys that we were going to bath in cold water. using pails and water scoops. sigh. o and they provided us with a super unhealthy supper (cup noodles... at night.) but i ate 2 cups! :D. by the time i bathed it was 1 am.. was doodling around with mysterious friend D I-touch.. so cool la. but it gets boring after awhile.. so i just plugged in the earphones and listened to the music! thats when i got rekindle together with FRANZ FERDINARD.. -drums beat-..

on the second day, well.. only one game out of the entire games section was fun.. (man did i fail miserably at the bible quizzes. Gosh.. :S thats why that game sucks. BOOoooo).. well the guys were suppose to form a wall around a 'prince' and protect him from the girls (who were labelled vultures/harpies. :O). one thing i learned. DAMN are girls violent. -.-. i ended up with scratch marks on my entire forearm. one poor guy. was lifted off the ground by a whole group of girls.. although i did try to save him by playing tug-of-war with the girls. but the darn boundary was too small. (once a guy, any part of his body, crosses the boundary. he is OUT. -.-. the boundary barely 30 cm away from me...). that was the only fun part i guess. after that me and mysterious friend E ran off to ‘go home’ before another talk ensued. thank goodness. we sat outside the church and talked about nonsensical stuff till her dad came. the days in ACJC where i did stupid things. but i am proud about it ok! lol. bleah.

well.. thats all for now....

2008-03-02T23:38:00.000-08:00

Day Twenty-Two in Captivity...

ermm.. i can't really remembered what i did.. i went to church.. listen to the youth sermon. what else arh. o yea. i got vandalised on by mysterious friend B. thanks!.. NOT. my arm. was clean and nice before it met you. my arm's nemesis. she drew on my arm just to illustrate one of her lame jokes (and damn i fell for it.. gosh.). signed up for some SYNOD youth leadership camp.. (apparently i have some leadership quality :O. haha nah. i am just going there to play around :D. if i even have enough energy left.) and i was suppose to go and eat LJS with mysterious friend L. my sugar mommy!

having a nice chat with mysterious friend R as i type out this post.. my dear secondary school monitor who flashes his hairy body during PE lessons. lol. i miss his 4 month pregnant baby.. the two of us are like fools reminiscing in the past. man.. those years. lol. those talks that we had in chinese class. about everything and ANYTHING. (and i mean everything and anything.. you get the hint. so don't ask) haha i feel so bad to the chinese teacher la. what's his name arh. CHIA CHOONG KIA? (i think i spelled his name wrongly.. but it sounds something like that.) the FIRST chinese teacher i felt so bad towards.. for not paying attention in class.. he was too darn nice and we (mysterious friend K,D,D,R,J,N,J,WJ,JW.. can't remember who else.. only remembered these few because they were the main crap-talkers) were sitting at the back.. talking about pre-marital sex. LOL and i actually remembered some funny opinions on pre-marital sex. (mysterious friend BC:"i think we should have sex before marriage.. to practice. than when we marry. our wives will be awed by our sexual powress." at least it went something along that line.. i am pretty sure.) HAHHAHAA. man. that sexually-perversed basketball.

that is just the tip of the iceberg man. hahah. get us a table.. gather all of us back. and we could go on for hours and hours and hours of childish.. nonsensical talk. right now.. the two of us will have to do by engaging in an intellectual argument that revolves around the topic of me being a liar! just for fun. :D (eh. but seriously. i seldom lie! HONESTLY. my nose isn't growing longer..) o and that blogging is gay.. which i totally agree. once again. i repeat this is not a blog. this is a WEBSITE. blogs are for gay guys. the end. some extreme opinions inforced by mysterious friend R.

o well. the conversation has yet to end.. but i am too tired to write anymore.. o o but this game is damn nice to play. a miniclip game. go and play. so cool. :D. love it. my best timing is 2 mins 16 seconds. beat that.

Extreme Pamplona

Play 'Extreme Pamplona'

Play this free game now!!

that's all for now..

2008-03-01T22:38:00.000-08:00

Day Twenty-One in Captivity...

the weekends finally.. gosh.. my eyes could really get some rest after staring at the damn computer screen for 8 hours a day.. bleah.. i guess that's office job for you.. :O.

well.. getting on fine in my workplace.. was given a new english name by my 'mom' and 'auntie' (apparently my name is just too darn hard to pronunce -.-..). as you can see i have a 'family' at work.. AGAIN. i guess i am too much of a family guy that everyone wants to include me in the family -.-.. ermm. i have a 'mom', a 'auntie', a 'older sister' and 4 'brothers'. wow. O.. o.. and i am currently learning malay.. because my whole family consist of 1 malaysian-chinese (who can’t speak chinese.. only malay and english), me (the only chinese who is forced to take chinese calls...) and the rest being malays. :). see i am such a racially-sociable person. (i have no idea if such a term even exist. but you get the idea.).

and just so you know.. the supervisor is my 'auntie'! MUWHAHAHAH. the duration of my breaks is determined by how long i can keep my supervisor entertained. :D. which pretty much isn't too hard i must say. OWNS. the downside.. i am forced to learn malay (only the swear words though lol).. sigh. unfortunately. i have no idea how to spell it out. and also thanks to mysterious friend LX (whose english name is alex because his name is also apparently just like mine..) i am addicted to vegeterian fish.. -drools- its so nice.. beancurd fibres and seaweed..

O. and i just remembered. before i end off. there is this pressing matter i must get off my chest. WHAT ARE EARPHONES FOR? most would agree that the BASIC function of earphones is to allow one to listen to his/her music in total privacy.. creating a kind of 'personal' environment which allows you to enjoy audio sounds in a undisturbed manner.. so what the crap are the youths of singapore thinking by blasting their damn music into their ears.. i mean. i can hear the LYRICS of the song just by standing 1 m away from you. (no exaggeration.. there is this looney person at work who blasts music into her ears.). and just so you know… many youths think it’s hip to blast music into their ears.. are you MENTALLY-HANDICAPPED?.. for those people who like using earphones. please note that.. each time you use earphones.. your ability to hear.. drops. yes. it has been proved scientifically. the worst thing.. THE MUSIC SUCKS. BIG TIME. gosh.
it’s a torture to my ear.. o o. and techno music is so not for the older generations.. i saw a uncle in his 60s having a techno ringtone on his phone. and when it rang on the bus.. i was like. FREAKING TECHNO PERVERT.

that's all for now....

2008-02-24T23:38:00.000-08:00

Day Fifteen in Captivity.....

like any normal sunday... i went to church :D to listen to the sermon in the main service! (the sermon was good ;)) haha afterwhich... my parents brought us to eat dim sum again.. thank goodness i didn't have to wait for like 2 freaking hours to just place the order... (i think that event left a mental scar on me..) bleah. it took us 6 minutes to order inclusive of finding a seat which took approximately 2 minutes LOL. compared to 2 hours.. that is one hell lot of a difference.. o and it took us 2 minutes at max. to foot the bill :O.. now this is what i call good customer service :) lol.

after slipping into deep slumber for about 2 hours.. my dad came and woke me up. darn it. i could easily sleep for like 6 more hours :(. well.. you see.. its kind of my father's father's brother's son's daugther birthday.. (lets see you figure out what her daughter is to me :P). well. basically i am her uncle in short lol. went to ALOHA LOYANG to wish her.. her happy FIRST birthday! she is extremely adorable. (extremely naughty.. according to my cousin) man... was parking in ALOHA LOYANG disgusting.. let me sum up the parking conditions in one sentence.. they have too MANY darn chalets and too LITTLE darn carpark.. mmm.. and the roads are so narrow. and the chalet.. is pretty disgusting.. thank goodness i didn't pick it for the Amazing Race.. (erm. i kind of organized an event called Get Lost Amazing Race 07 for my church last year.. now if you want a kickass chalet of some decent standard.. please go to either NTUC's chalets or National Service Chalet and Country Club, NSCC in short..). bleah. ALOHA LOYANG. *pukes*

o o.. after playing with my niece for awhile (extremely fun.. she likes licking my fingers..) my dad brought me to JALAN KAYU to eat the all-famous roti prata.. Y-U-M-M-Y. (P.S: please do not go to the wrong prata store.. the authentic prata shop is called Thaesevi Prata Shop. :P). took a long stroll back to the car just to allow the prata to digest nicely in my stomach! and along the way.. i couldn't help but stare at the amount of foreign workers sitting by the roadside, drinking beer.. i mean its kind of nostalgic.. maybe i should try it too.. kind of cool and sexy. mmm. but they were drinking beer.. i mean.. BEER. that nasty golden bubbly fluid. (looks nice but.. taste horribly bitter and makes you fat at a extremely fast rate.. not to mention other side effects such as the reduced control of the bladder. yes beer does that.) anyway. instead of beer why don't they try vodka.. i mean its nice. and its more cost-effective judging from the amount of empty cans of beer that littered the walkway).. 2 shots K.Os a person, and causes a massive hangover (right mysterious friend WJ? haha it was fun seeing you groan in pain :P.) but the bottomline.. don't drink.. if you must.. drink something that is worth your while.. (definitely not beer)

that's all for now...

2008-02-23T22:38:00.000-08:00

Day Fourteen in Captivity......

Ok! as promised.. i finally decided to post after enjoying fourteen sweet hours of lovely and undisturbed sleep! :D hahah ok for today's topic, i shall be writing about my first 2 days of working experience.

currently i am working with mysterious friend LX (damn.. got to see his face everyday :O. just joking :) at NTUC income. i got to know about this job through him! haha. i have to go to work at tampines everyday! omgosh.. the travelling time from yio chu kang to tampines.. is just darn bad. 1 hour by bus.. (thank goodness for the bus 72 though. a direct bus from yio chu kang to tampines). well.. the office is tight on security.. you need to tap some card to open the office door! (this reminds me.. i remember the fun times i had in BIOPOLIS when i was sec 3! omgosh.. so fun! the people.. were fun! lol. we talked for hours while waiting for the experiment to be completed!.. just a question.. what were we working on? some fish thingy right? i forgot..) yea. so cool. but it really stinks when you don't have the card (mysterious friend LX you better remember to bring the damn magnetic card!).. all you can do is whine outside and hope some kind soul hears your cry of sorrow and open the door for you.

the office environment is on the 'DARK' side (not being racist here. :S) its cool though. it just means that there are a lot of lame and funny people around.. poor me! i got assigned into this mmm.. 3m X 3m cubicle? which pretty much isolate me from communicating with the rest! (o i am going to be relocated to somewhere else on monday! yay!) whereas... mysterious friend LX.. gets to sit with the rest.. WHAT THE! (he gets to slack and chit-chat while i… having nothing better to do.. does the work DILLIGENTLY) Boooo! just so you know.. the supervisor is just a few tables across.. so i can't talk with anyone! its cool though. we get to drink FREE MILO from this kickass vending machine (why is the machine kickass? well.. it dispenses cups of milo?!).. i mean.. M-I-L-O.. its like.. W-O-W. hahaha :D so cool! i am so going to drink that machine dry.. muwhahaha. o yea.. basically i got a rough idea on what my job is about. its kind of updating people’s particulars? yup.. and there sure is hell a lot of paperwork to do… for each update you do.. you must write NOTES.. o and the stupid data entry system is so crappy to use..

that's all for now....

2008-02-22T20:38:00.000-08:00

Announcement...

readers... please be informed from now on that i will only post on this XXXXX (fill in the X's with suitable words. this does not include BLOG/JOURNAL/DIARY) every saturday and sunday.. this is because (why do i need to explain to you anyway? its my XXXXXs. lol just joking.) i am currently employed since 21/02/08 and my job requires me to stare at the damn computer screen for 8 hours. this kind of make me sick of just staring at my computer screen. (i am afraid i will go blind too!) lol. yea. please be patient and try and understand if you can.

Thank you

that's is all....

2008-02-20T20:38:00.000-08:00

Day Eleven in Captivity....

what is the weirdest thing that has ever happened to you? rather what is the weirdest thing that has ever happened to you... that you can remember.. gosh.. something damn weird just happened to me just now.. to sum it up in 1 sentence... a 9 year old kid ran up to me while i was waiting for my bus-ride home and called me Nigel and hugged MY LEGS!!... i was shocked. astonished. petrified. overwhelmed. SCANDALIZED. stupefy. traumatized. ok i think you get the idea.. the story went something like this....

i met with mysterious friend LX at yio chu kang mrt station to go for a job interview at NTUC income (raffles city.. located near CHIJMES there).. the job applied for was a temporary data-entry position (rather a administrative clerk).. which in other words mean.. i don't know what i am going to do there.. ok.. i was disappointed that we were like accepted for the position almost immediately man.. i wanted to give my well-rehearsed interview speech to the interviewer. flood him with crap. moving on.. went to hougang mall to meet mysterious friend A (and i was tortured with lame jokes by mysterious friend LX on the way.. below is a sample of it).. just for fun. had nothing better to do. after having a nice meal (i so regret not sitting on that high kickass chair to eat..) before finally deciding to go home at around 4.30 p.m... when i reached yio chu kang mrt station... went to wait for my bus-ride home... and than... the KID poofed out of no where (omgosh.. thank goodness he was short.. his hands... didn't reach to some places *ahems* my boms boms you know.) ran up to me calling me NIGEL.. (do i have a christian name of NIGEL?!) and hugged me.. -.-.. i mean.. nigel sounds cool.. but hugging me.. at my thighs. sounds wrong. wait. it is wrong. damn. furthermore in the public!? he only released it when... his maid (i think..) came to him.. i didn't know what to do man.. he was just a KID. OO. for the first time.. i BLUSHED.. so many people were LOOKING. wait STARING.. o well.. we all did crazy stuff when we were young.. the kid must have been drunked.

Lame Joke #1

Mysterious LX:"let's j-walk.. than people would want us to autograph them.")
Chimp-pan-zee :"huh!?"
Mysterious LX:"j-walk means jaychou-walk mah. we will be walking like jaychou.")

*dead silence follows*
that's is all for now.....

2008-02-18T05:20:00.000-08:00

Day Nine of Captivity....

damn. i woke up late today. for my job interview at ngee ann city :O. missed it by hours. wow. damn. o well.. all thanks to the family gathering i had last night again.. this time to celebrate my maternal grandmother's 88th birthday.. happy birthday grandmother.. (i doubt she will ever read this.. but yea.) the food was again.. average. my uncle actually made me laughed when he said that the steam pomfret was harder than the plastic spoon! LOL. interacted with my big ass mysterious cousin R (when i say he is BIG.. it means he is B-I-G) who just return from australia and is going to join the workforce FOR GOOD.. while watching the twisted kung-fu version of 'around the world in 80 days'..

by the time i reached home.. i almost fainted from exhaustion.. barely able to send out my last SMS to mysterious friend LX before falling asleep.. and tadah that was how i overslept.. way past my interview time :). anyway i wasn't really interested in the job. bleah. haha lazed around before deciding to go and watch P.S I LOVE YOU.. well heard about this movie from mysterious friend L. sounded quite.. fairytale-ish (no offence..) will write about it sometime soon.. i hope

that's all for now....

2008-02-17T17:38:00.000-08:00

Day Eight in Captivity....

its been a pretty busy weekend for me.. my maternal family is still happily celebrating about chinese new year (who knows why.. there is no more ang bao to collect D:. and i haven't counted my ang bao money!!).. holding gatherings.. to celebrate chingay and my maternal grandmother's birthday.

yesterday's gathering was yucky.. the food was average (lucky for me my aunties does not know much about internet :)) :O. really. the only food i enjoyed out of the 5 dishes, my various aunties whipped out.. was the ngo hiang (ermm i guess it can be translated to spring roll?) yea. not to be mean or what.. o.. and i spent like half an hour figuring out how to switch on my cousin's big ass TV.. before intelligently arriving at the hypothesis that the TV was spoilt. and yes i was right.! :D woot. the gathering was pretty boring.. found out that it was my 3rd auntie (i think.. i have no idea.. my mother has like 8 sisters and 1 brother -.= and i can't really remember who was born first.) birthday. i was B-O-R-E-D.

today... was a killer.. after church :) (yes i attend church weekly) my parents had a crazy idea to eat dim sum at some ang mo kio ave 5 coffee shop because it was featured on TeleVision.. and because of this.. singaporeans swamped down to get a piece of the action.. my family had to wait for 2 hours just to get the orders placed! 2 lousy hours (.. and the stall had to run out of xiaolong bao*. omgosh.) .. i think the stall was called 'Hong Kong Zhai....' dim sum stall.. didn't bother remembering that name.. lousy ass wait.. the dim sum was not bad though.. i would give it a 3.5 out of 5? but the service... out of 5.. Z-E-R-O (i feel like venturing into the negative zone..).. adding up.. it becomes 3.5 out of 10. F-A-I-L. (highly recommended not to waste your precious youth queuing up for it) and to think i have another gathering in the evening.. when the GREAT DIM SUM WAIT wasted half my afternoon.. i was so tempted to stand up and shout "CARPARK ATTENDANT IS HERE".. maybe than.. the queue would be shorten by half XD?

*xiaolong bao can be translated into mini steamed meat buns? i guess.

bleah. thats all for now....

2008-02-15T20:38:00.000-08:00

Day Six in Captivity....

how much are you worth? lol. just for fun, peace, joy and laughter you might just want to see your worth. i didn't you know that you could calculate the worth of your existence electronically. damn.. what is the world coming to. (i wonder if insurance companies uses these programs to determine your premium paid) o well. i calculated mine worth yesterday.. and guess what i am worth $1.95 mil. :D. sexy. o and that is in USD. not SGD. o just some unrelated facts. to be considered a millionaire in Singapore... you need to have at least 5 MILLIONS in savings. not 1.

the test to calculate your worth may be alittle offensive as it takes into account every part of your body. and i mean EVERY. (you should get what i mean.) if you are alright with that. than go to www.humanforsale.com to calculate your worth. lol. don't worry this is purely for fun and the value given should not be taken seriously. i know i am worth more than $1.95 mil man. lousy asswipe program. must be bugged lol. o in order to take the test i do hope you know your SATs score, GPA, IQ level and your dumbness level (seriously.. there is a segment asking you how dumb you are -.-).

here are my results for the various segments:

HumanForSale.com - Free Quizzes

P.S: please be honest with yourself and take each quiz only ONCE for accurate results. it's alright to be worth less than me you know :D. o and if you are really really bored and enjoy going to these websites, than here are more...

www.genius-test.com
www.gay-test.com
(all guys who blog are seriously advised to take this.. i took it and am STRAIGHT. not like i needed someone to tell me that. don't try to cheat guys.. if you blog... high chance is that you are gay. once again i repeat myself this-isnotablog.)

that's all for now.....

2008-02-14T19:38:00.000-08:00

Day Five in Captivity....

happy valentine day... P.S: there is nothing wrong about a young baby (who has curly blond hair :O) with small wings disproportional to his body size, in a diaper (who knows what other stuff there is in it..), flying around with a deadly projectile weapon.. nope. none at all... nice way to look at valentine's day huh! lol. today mysterious friend M and I went out to AMK HUB... and i so want to eat at NEW YORK NEW YORK... the candy floss machine.. i want it… in my bedroom!.. but my "sugar mommy" wasn't there (refers to mysterious friend L.. don't take it too seriously. just joking around).. and you wouldn’t know what we did that cause i ain’t telling you.. ;)

anyway today XXXX(insert anything you like into the Xs so long as the words you insert is not BLOG/DIARY/JOURNAL.. as i said this-isnotablog) topic is dedicated to mysterious friend Y (you know who you are) lol, whom i got to know in ACJC. well.. was chatting with her last night and she is still as funny as before :)... and yea decided to dedicate this post to her... because she had to cut her soft, fluffy, nice, shiny hair.. the worse part.. no more PONYTAIL for me to play with... cruel... i enjoyed playing with her ponytail, pulling her rubber band out, flicking her ponytail up and down. the good times with her ponytail are gone (thanks to the lousy ass unqualified auntiedresser who she went to. who couldn’t understand english and cut her hair overly short.).. and when i asked her to go to Yunan haircare or Beijing 101 for some hair treatment thingy thingy (where they apply the brown gluely eeeky stuff onto your scalp) so that she can grow back her hair... she said don't want! weather too hot! lousy ass singapore weather... Booo!

as a side-note, to all the guys reading this. please be warned. do not play with a girl's ponytail unless she allow you to. or feel the massive strength of girl girl power.

that’s all for now..

2008-02-13T21:38:00.000-08:00

Day Four in Captivity.....

omgosh.. went to work today at mysterious friend J's father company :D. guess what! since he was the boss' son... we got the royal treatment. :) wow. i had to wake up damn early though... just to make my way all the way to Kovan when i live at like YCK... the mrt ride along was a killer. to add on.. it was 6.30am!!

arrived there at around 8.30am (actually we were suppose to report at 8.15am but since i was in the company of the boss' son :D.. no scolding for being late in fact we were offered hot drinks instead!).. and we got paid for stoning around for 1 hour sipping our milos... nice right? however, work soon began.. taking the lead was this South Korean guy called Jae-Woong Lee (pronunced as Jiang Woon.. freaking tongue-twister just to say his name correctly..) who is working with GE China.. gosh. hard, menial labour soon began as i begin carrying thousands of bottles of X-Ray contrast medium (Iohexol by Omnipaque) down for relabeling. no exaggeration.. i really did carry thousands. an approximate figure would be 10000? (thanks to it.. my muscles are not really aching. but they are aching and feeling really warm?? make senses?)

o just a minor correction.. my job was just relabeling. not some administrative job (:O). but like i say its for the experience.. was quite an interesting one. lol.

(P.S: Lunch and Dinner was provided by the COMPANY thanks to being the friend of mysterious J... For lunch we had KFC and Pizzahut just because mysterious J said he wanted KFC -.= ... and for dinner we had herbal chicken.. chilli fish?? and fried rice.. there was prawn and other stuff but P-R-A-W-N = eeeyer...)

thats all for now...

2008-02-12T17:38:00.000-08:00

Day Three in Captivitiy

was too lazy to blog on day two in captivity... actually you know what i can't remember what i did. i think i am suffering from memory loss.

woot! watched CJ7 (Chang Jiang 7) today :). as surprising as this sounds.. it's actually quite heartwarming IF you are able to look past all the crappy and stephen-chowish stuff. CJ7 in short, is the chinese version of Epic Movie (:O). there was this scene where it was a ripoff from Kungfu Hustle (the Buddha palmy thingy). but the dog added a nice touch to the show. if only real dogs were so smart and so portable. (dumps them into school bags) bleah.

o got a job offer from mysterious friend J (you know who you are). he called me to tell me :D. finally. some means of earning money. for what.... i don't know. although its only going to last a day, but the pay is alright though for some administrative job. afterall i am only working for the experience for those of you that don't already know.

that’s all for now

2008-02-10T22:38:00.000-08:00

Day One in Captivity...

this is my first posting on my newly created kickass blog. (yes i know.. seeing me blog is the weirdest shit you have ever seen me do online) as such it shall be dedicated to the topic of "HOW FREAKING HARD IT IS TO SET UP YOUR BLOG WITH YOUR OWN BLOGSKIN". on the whole, i roughly spent an approximate 5 hours (:O) just fiddling around with the html of the blog-skin to get it to where it is right now. and just so you know, it hasn't change much from what it was initially. i tried adding in music, which didn’t work really well. (XO - by right you are suppose to be hearing the X-files theme song being played.. but Nooo.).

this is to all guys who blog, you should seriously consider going for a DNA checkup to see if your X-Y chromosomes are still functional. or just a simple test of standing in-front of the mirror would do. 5 freaking hours. gosh. once again.. i am not blogging because i like blogging. it's just that i have too much free time.

the first problem i met with blogspot.com was... that they registered me for a 'non-classic' template setting. thanks blogspot. that was the start of my woes. due to this little change in settings.. all the blog-skins from http://www.blogskins.com/ couldn't work. wow. being so highly proficient in computering, i figured out the problem under a mere hour. punk ass kid. the second problem was the formatting of the html. omgosh. it was disgusting. managed to figured out some functions like how to bold words and link stuff etc... YES ARH. o shut up. i know it's easy but for a ‘know-nothing-about-html’ guy like me... its some hard crap.

and i just realized… this template may not be suitable because i may be posting some videos and images… and as you can see the space is minute. damn.

thats all for now..