With love from Benny
Now we finally know how talented he really is.
Monday, February 26, 2007
Saturday, February 17, 2007
God's gonna cut you down...
Let me apologise for the sombre mood I’m about to create just hours before CNY. If you don’t want to get your mood severely dampened, I suggest u click the cross on the top right corner of your screen right now. For I don’t want to be blamed for spoiling your festive mood.
I drove to school for the first time, the day after Valentine’s day, as I promised my Korean and Taiwanese friends a treat after school. My American friend came along to, for he was the one who set the so called ‘date’ up.
The day started like any other, with a monotonous GP lesson where I learnt absolutely nothing at all. After which, Jon came over and asked me for help. I won’t go into details as to what, but he wasn’t in the best mood that day. So I looked at my timetable and decided to skip classes for the first time because the next 2 subjects were fairly routine.
We decided to go to Holland Village to pick something up for him and have breakfast before coming back to school. So I drove as usual and exited the carpark without any hassle. As I entered Bukit Timah Road, I saw ahead of me a massive traffic jam.
Instinctively, I cursed.
I would live to regret swearing later.
There shouldn’t be so many cars at this time of the day I thought. Must be some stupid roadworks or bottleneck or spoilt traffic lights ahead.
I have to admit I’m a very impatient driver, and I love to power my Civic into empty spaces to dodge traffic, but there was simply too many cars to do so. Rather grumpily, I inched forward, with my loud music at the background adding to the already tense atmosphere. Jon swore too, as we were running a tight schedule to be in time for classes later.
Eventually, I arrived at the head of the queue and saw 2 traffic police motorcycles beside a broken down car. Bloody hell, all this traffic just because of a stupid broken car? Why don’t they just tow it away or move it to the side instead of letting it occupy the 2 lanes?
Then, I noticed something peculiar, there were a lot of people standing at the pavement just staring at the car, some with shocked faces. One uncle had his arms over his head. I looked intently at the car again, and saw no one inside.
I shrugged it off: ‘Damn kaypoh Singaporeans, nothing better to do than to stare at a broken car’.
The road was clear ahead after the car, and I finally heaved a huge sigh of relief at the end of the massive jam.
I was about to jam on my accelerator, when I saw probably the saddest scene of my entire life.
As the car’s side was facing me ahead, I initially couldn’t see what was beyond it as its body was blocking my view.
How I wished I sped off at that moment, because a motionless body was laying there, with a white sheet covered over it.
A pair of feet was sticking out because the wind was rather strong, and I could see a pool of blood. I couldn’t make out whether it was a male or a female, but I saw more than what I hoped to see because of the wind.
I was caught up by the moment. There it was, barely 5 meters away from me, a dead body.
Immediately I pictured someone probably happily crossing the road without a care in the world, the next, a life suddenly cut short.
I don’t know that person, but grief gripped me for I imagined the family of the victim.
Imagine picking up a call and hearing: “Your mother just died from an accident, I’m sorry”.
It’s totally different from reading it in the papers and actually seeing the aftermath of a fatal accident with your own two eyes. A flurry of thoughts raced through my mind. Who was at fault? The victim who chose to cross the road despite having an overhead bridge barely 20 metres away? Or the driver of the Mazda who was probably speeding along the normally deserted road, not expecting someone to dash across the road?
Guess it doesn’t really matter now.
What matters is that a life was lost and many more shattered as a result. I wondered if it was me, i’ll probably be speeding as well, taking things for granted.
I’ve come to realise something, often in life, we thread a very fine line. It is so darn easy to get on the wrong side of the line, and when we do, will result in dire consequences that we would never ever imagine.
I guess it was God’s will for me to experience the accident. It was a wake up call for me. And if you are reading this, it is God’ will for you to wake up as well. If we have been living a life without a care in the world, doing things without giving second thoughts, now is a good time to ponder.
It all boils down to one thing:
In every little thing we do, there is a cause and effect.
No matter how tiny and small the action is, the effect can be multiplied by a hundred.
Life is fragile, we can be having the time of our lives one day, dead the next because of someone’s actions.
There is nothing we can do about it, for this is how the world works.
I uttered a quick prayer when I passed the body, hoping for the soul to rest in peace.
I guess that scene will forever be embedded in my mind, and it still sends me the chills as I’m typing this.
That affected my mood for the rest of the day, as I have never seen such a gruesome accident in my life.
As fate will have it, apparently God wasn’t done with me. On my way home along Ferrer Rd, there was another massive jam on the opposite side of the road, although mine was clear.
I dismissed it as the peak hour traffic and drove on. What are the chances of seeing 2 accidents within a day? Furthermore, I haven’t see one in my 23 years of my life until that day! I must be crazy to even contemplate such a possibility.
However, my curious side got the better of me and I couldn’t help but peer on my right, hoping to catch a glimpse beyond the bushes on the divider.
So far so good I thought, just the peak hour traffic.
Then, I saw the last thing I wanted to see that day. Another accident.
A motorcycle was UNDERNEATH a lorry.
No bodies and I couldn’t bear to look on. One was enough. I knew if I did, I would probably have pulled my car on the road side and cried.
I just sold my motorcycle last week and I’m glad I did for it could so easily been my motorcycle underneath that lorry.
I shuddered at that thought.
The first accident scene happened on the road that my bus home will travel on everyday.
The journey home will never been the same again.
God bless the victims and their families.
Condolences from,
alvin
I drove to school for the first time, the day after Valentine’s day, as I promised my Korean and Taiwanese friends a treat after school. My American friend came along to, for he was the one who set the so called ‘date’ up.
The day started like any other, with a monotonous GP lesson where I learnt absolutely nothing at all. After which, Jon came over and asked me for help. I won’t go into details as to what, but he wasn’t in the best mood that day. So I looked at my timetable and decided to skip classes for the first time because the next 2 subjects were fairly routine.
We decided to go to Holland Village to pick something up for him and have breakfast before coming back to school. So I drove as usual and exited the carpark without any hassle. As I entered Bukit Timah Road, I saw ahead of me a massive traffic jam.
Instinctively, I cursed.
I would live to regret swearing later.
There shouldn’t be so many cars at this time of the day I thought. Must be some stupid roadworks or bottleneck or spoilt traffic lights ahead.
I have to admit I’m a very impatient driver, and I love to power my Civic into empty spaces to dodge traffic, but there was simply too many cars to do so. Rather grumpily, I inched forward, with my loud music at the background adding to the already tense atmosphere. Jon swore too, as we were running a tight schedule to be in time for classes later.
Eventually, I arrived at the head of the queue and saw 2 traffic police motorcycles beside a broken down car. Bloody hell, all this traffic just because of a stupid broken car? Why don’t they just tow it away or move it to the side instead of letting it occupy the 2 lanes?
Then, I noticed something peculiar, there were a lot of people standing at the pavement just staring at the car, some with shocked faces. One uncle had his arms over his head. I looked intently at the car again, and saw no one inside.
I shrugged it off: ‘Damn kaypoh Singaporeans, nothing better to do than to stare at a broken car’.
The road was clear ahead after the car, and I finally heaved a huge sigh of relief at the end of the massive jam.
I was about to jam on my accelerator, when I saw probably the saddest scene of my entire life.
As the car’s side was facing me ahead, I initially couldn’t see what was beyond it as its body was blocking my view.
How I wished I sped off at that moment, because a motionless body was laying there, with a white sheet covered over it.
A pair of feet was sticking out because the wind was rather strong, and I could see a pool of blood. I couldn’t make out whether it was a male or a female, but I saw more than what I hoped to see because of the wind.
I was caught up by the moment. There it was, barely 5 meters away from me, a dead body.
Immediately I pictured someone probably happily crossing the road without a care in the world, the next, a life suddenly cut short.
I don’t know that person, but grief gripped me for I imagined the family of the victim.
Imagine picking up a call and hearing: “Your mother just died from an accident, I’m sorry”.
It’s totally different from reading it in the papers and actually seeing the aftermath of a fatal accident with your own two eyes. A flurry of thoughts raced through my mind. Who was at fault? The victim who chose to cross the road despite having an overhead bridge barely 20 metres away? Or the driver of the Mazda who was probably speeding along the normally deserted road, not expecting someone to dash across the road?
Guess it doesn’t really matter now.
What matters is that a life was lost and many more shattered as a result. I wondered if it was me, i’ll probably be speeding as well, taking things for granted.
I’ve come to realise something, often in life, we thread a very fine line. It is so darn easy to get on the wrong side of the line, and when we do, will result in dire consequences that we would never ever imagine.
I guess it was God’s will for me to experience the accident. It was a wake up call for me. And if you are reading this, it is God’ will for you to wake up as well. If we have been living a life without a care in the world, doing things without giving second thoughts, now is a good time to ponder.
It all boils down to one thing:
In every little thing we do, there is a cause and effect.
No matter how tiny and small the action is, the effect can be multiplied by a hundred.
Life is fragile, we can be having the time of our lives one day, dead the next because of someone’s actions.
There is nothing we can do about it, for this is how the world works.
I uttered a quick prayer when I passed the body, hoping for the soul to rest in peace.
I guess that scene will forever be embedded in my mind, and it still sends me the chills as I’m typing this.
That affected my mood for the rest of the day, as I have never seen such a gruesome accident in my life.
As fate will have it, apparently God wasn’t done with me. On my way home along Ferrer Rd, there was another massive jam on the opposite side of the road, although mine was clear.
I dismissed it as the peak hour traffic and drove on. What are the chances of seeing 2 accidents within a day? Furthermore, I haven’t see one in my 23 years of my life until that day! I must be crazy to even contemplate such a possibility.
However, my curious side got the better of me and I couldn’t help but peer on my right, hoping to catch a glimpse beyond the bushes on the divider.
So far so good I thought, just the peak hour traffic.
Then, I saw the last thing I wanted to see that day. Another accident.
A motorcycle was UNDERNEATH a lorry.
No bodies and I couldn’t bear to look on. One was enough. I knew if I did, I would probably have pulled my car on the road side and cried.
I just sold my motorcycle last week and I’m glad I did for it could so easily been my motorcycle underneath that lorry.
I shuddered at that thought.
The first accident scene happened on the road that my bus home will travel on everyday.
The journey home will never been the same again.
God bless the victims and their families.
Condolences from,
alvin
Friday, February 16, 2007
MEndi's Bday!
haha the guys at the CAGE are sooooo funnyyyyyy.. will post more of their emails. Alternatively you could create an account on their webby to be on their mailing list at www.thecage.com.sg
cya guys tmr!!
amendi
xxx
Thursday, February 15, 2007
Oei, what's your PSLE score?
Hi all,
This is Mr. Blackburn again. Hope you all are not too bored to see my posting again. To those who do not understand my ligo, "Kip Hui" means "pretty girl". Anyway, Some interesting things happen this week and I wanted to share with you, readers.
Firstly, I just want to apologize to Amendi for the joke I played on her before our soccer session at the cage last week. But I guess she has the last laugh, cos her bite marks are still on my arms… And also to my team members and whoever was there, I apologize for playing badly that day. Guess I was not on top of my form that day. Even mendi commented that I played very badly. Let’s hope I can get back the form I had before asap.
Secondly, with regards to my previously post (3 in a row), I guess maybe my mum read it? Haha… I made this assumption cos she asked me a very funny question last few days.
She asked, “Jing, do you have a girlfriend now?” That was so funny and I burst out laughing. Maybe she read my post and become worried or maybe she kept hearing my “35 years old go overseas find wife” speech.
So here is a something for my mum,
“If you are really reading this, don’t worry about this. I maybe desperate at times but seriously, I am in no hurry for it to happen too. Too used to being single. It isn't that bad to do things when you want to and not to think of how the other party will think about. Right now, I will prefer this freedom that I am having right now.”
My last point is with regards to a conversation I had with my friend recently. Before I start, I just want to ask, Do you still remember your PSLE score?
I remember mine. I only get 201.
I think I was lucky to be accepted as a student of Maris Stella High. I was in the last class of my secondary school. Apparently, being in the last class is supposed to be a very bad thing. To give you an indicator of how "bad" my class was, is my first report of my mid term exams.
My overall grades was 53 and I am within the top 10 out of 40 within my class.
Moreover, the people that I mixed with were what we usually term as “ah bengs”. They smoked, join gang, go toilet comb hair after every lesson, tuck out shirt the moment lesson finish and go arcade every weekend. The most comical sight is that when we go coffee shop, everyone smoke except me. Haha…
However, I must state that I have never looked down on them before. In fact, I am quite interested to know where they are now. At least I know one of them is a model now. He is the guy that you see on all M1 advertisements. I must say that without these people I will not be where I am now. I really had fun with them. A big THANK YOU to you guys which made my life so colourful during my secondary 1 and 2 days.
So after I get into secondary 3, I lost contact with them or should I say I did not try my best to stay in contact with them. I was too focus on studying and being a nice boy. Hopefully, I am doing better now with my group of friends that I have. At least I felt I tried.
Anyway, in secondary 3 and 4, I started mixing with more studious friends. Thus, I am then able to get into SRJC. In fact, this is why I always said I only have 2 friends when I left Maris.
Actually, the main point I wanted to say was that I am surprised that I am in the university now. I guess in the whole of SMU, I have the lowest PSLE score. But I do not think this is a bad thing, cos without this low score, I will not get into the "lousiest" class in school and I will not have met my group of friends then.
It is surely one of the highlights in my life. I will not trade these time I spent with them for anything else.
So what's your PSLE score?
Nt to clique members: If you want to log in blogger.com, log in under “New Blogger” using a Gmail account. The username is qimingdang. The password is still same. Contact me if you need more help! Mendi, still waiting for your 1st post!
Mr Talen(ted) Blackburn
This is Mr. Blackburn again. Hope you all are not too bored to see my posting again. To those who do not understand my ligo, "Kip Hui" means "pretty girl". Anyway, Some interesting things happen this week and I wanted to share with you, readers.
Firstly, I just want to apologize to Amendi for the joke I played on her before our soccer session at the cage last week. But I guess she has the last laugh, cos her bite marks are still on my arms… And also to my team members and whoever was there, I apologize for playing badly that day. Guess I was not on top of my form that day. Even mendi commented that I played very badly. Let’s hope I can get back the form I had before asap.
Secondly, with regards to my previously post (3 in a row), I guess maybe my mum read it? Haha… I made this assumption cos she asked me a very funny question last few days.
She asked, “Jing, do you have a girlfriend now?” That was so funny and I burst out laughing. Maybe she read my post and become worried or maybe she kept hearing my “35 years old go overseas find wife” speech.
So here is a something for my mum,
“If you are really reading this, don’t worry about this. I maybe desperate at times but seriously, I am in no hurry for it to happen too. Too used to being single. It isn't that bad to do things when you want to and not to think of how the other party will think about. Right now, I will prefer this freedom that I am having right now.”
My last point is with regards to a conversation I had with my friend recently. Before I start, I just want to ask, Do you still remember your PSLE score?
I remember mine. I only get 201.
I think I was lucky to be accepted as a student of Maris Stella High. I was in the last class of my secondary school. Apparently, being in the last class is supposed to be a very bad thing. To give you an indicator of how "bad" my class was, is my first report of my mid term exams.
My overall grades was 53 and I am within the top 10 out of 40 within my class.
Moreover, the people that I mixed with were what we usually term as “ah bengs”. They smoked, join gang, go toilet comb hair after every lesson, tuck out shirt the moment lesson finish and go arcade every weekend. The most comical sight is that when we go coffee shop, everyone smoke except me. Haha…
However, I must state that I have never looked down on them before. In fact, I am quite interested to know where they are now. At least I know one of them is a model now. He is the guy that you see on all M1 advertisements. I must say that without these people I will not be where I am now. I really had fun with them. A big THANK YOU to you guys which made my life so colourful during my secondary 1 and 2 days.
So after I get into secondary 3, I lost contact with them or should I say I did not try my best to stay in contact with them. I was too focus on studying and being a nice boy. Hopefully, I am doing better now with my group of friends that I have. At least I felt I tried.
Anyway, in secondary 3 and 4, I started mixing with more studious friends. Thus, I am then able to get into SRJC. In fact, this is why I always said I only have 2 friends when I left Maris.
Actually, the main point I wanted to say was that I am surprised that I am in the university now. I guess in the whole of SMU, I have the lowest PSLE score. But I do not think this is a bad thing, cos without this low score, I will not get into the "lousiest" class in school and I will not have met my group of friends then.
It is surely one of the highlights in my life. I will not trade these time I spent with them for anything else.
So what's your PSLE score?
Nt to clique members: If you want to log in blogger.com, log in under “New Blogger” using a Gmail account. The username is qimingdang. The password is still same. Contact me if you need more help! Mendi, still waiting for your 1st post!
Mr Talen(ted) Blackburn
Friday, February 09, 2007
Joke to brighten up the day...
if this is true, i pity her children and at least mendi know someone who is less clever than him. if this is not true, i pity the lady with her pic on the article.
Read it!
Blackburn
Idiotic 'Millionaire' Contestant Makes Worst Use Of Lifelines Ever
Kathy Evans, the single dumbest contestant to ever get on "Who Wants To Be A Millionaire?"
set a new standard for stupidity with her appearance on the popular TV show, "Who Wants To Be A Millionaire."
It seems that Evans, a 32-year-old wife and mother of two, got stuck on the first question, and proceeded to make what fans of the show are dubbing "the absolute worst use of lifelines ever."
After being introduced to the show's host Meredith Vieira, Evans assured her that she was ready to play, whereupon she was posed with an extremely easy $100 question. The question was:
"Which of the following is the largest?"
A) A Peanut
B) An Elephant
C) The Moon
D) Hey, who you calling large?
Immediately Mrs. Evans was struck with an all consuming panic as she realized that this was a question to which she did not readily know the answer.
"Hmm, oh boy, that's a toughie," said Evans, as Vieira did her level best to hide her disbelief and disgust. "I mean, I'm sure I've heard of some of these things before, but I have no idea how large they would be."
Evans made the decision to use the first of her three lifelines, the 50/50. Answers A and D were removed, leaving her to decide which was bigger, an elephant or the moon. However, faced with an incredibly easy question, Evans still remained unsure.
"Oh! It removed the two I was leaning towards!" exclaimed Evans. "Darn. I think I better phone a friend."
Using the second of her two lifelines on the first question, Mrs. Evans asked to be connected with her friend Betsy, who is an office assistant.
"Hi Betsy! How are you? This is Kathy! I'm on TV!" said Evans, wasting the first seven seconds of her call. "Ok, I got an important question. Which of the following is the largest? B, an elephant, or C, the moon. 15 seconds hun."
Betsy quickly replied that the answer was C, the moon. Evans proceeded to argue with her friend for the remaining ten seconds.
"Come on Betsy, are you sure?" said Evans. "How sure are you? Puh, that can't be it."
To everyone's astonishment, the moronic Evans declined to take her friend's advice and pick 'The Moon.'
"I just don't know if I can trust Betsy. She's not all that bright. So I think I'd like to ask the audience," said Evans.
Asked to vote on the correct answer, the audience returned 98% in favor of answer C, 'The Moon.' Having used up all her lifelines, Evans then made the dumbest choice of her life.
"Wow, seems like everybody is against what I'm thinking," said the too-stupid-to-live Evans. "But you know, sometimes you just got to go with your gut. So, let's see. For which is larger, an elephant or the moon, I'm going to have to go with B, an elephant. Final answer."
Evans sat before the dumbfounded audience, the only one waiting with bated breath, and was told that she was wrong, and that the answer was in fact, C, 'The Moon.'
Read it!
Blackburn
Idiotic 'Millionaire' Contestant Makes Worst Use Of Lifelines Ever
Kathy Evans, the single dumbest contestant to ever get on "Who Wants To Be A Millionaire?"
set a new standard for stupidity with her appearance on the popular TV show, "Who Wants To Be A Millionaire."
It seems that Evans, a 32-year-old wife and mother of two, got stuck on the first question, and proceeded to make what fans of the show are dubbing "the absolute worst use of lifelines ever."
After being introduced to the show's host Meredith Vieira, Evans assured her that she was ready to play, whereupon she was posed with an extremely easy $100 question. The question was:
"Which of the following is the largest?"
A) A Peanut
B) An Elephant
C) The Moon
D) Hey, who you calling large?
Immediately Mrs. Evans was struck with an all consuming panic as she realized that this was a question to which she did not readily know the answer.
"Hmm, oh boy, that's a toughie," said Evans, as Vieira did her level best to hide her disbelief and disgust. "I mean, I'm sure I've heard of some of these things before, but I have no idea how large they would be."
Evans made the decision to use the first of her three lifelines, the 50/50. Answers A and D were removed, leaving her to decide which was bigger, an elephant or the moon. However, faced with an incredibly easy question, Evans still remained unsure.
"Oh! It removed the two I was leaning towards!" exclaimed Evans. "Darn. I think I better phone a friend."
Using the second of her two lifelines on the first question, Mrs. Evans asked to be connected with her friend Betsy, who is an office assistant.
"Hi Betsy! How are you? This is Kathy! I'm on TV!" said Evans, wasting the first seven seconds of her call. "Ok, I got an important question. Which of the following is the largest? B, an elephant, or C, the moon. 15 seconds hun."
Betsy quickly replied that the answer was C, the moon. Evans proceeded to argue with her friend for the remaining ten seconds.
"Come on Betsy, are you sure?" said Evans. "How sure are you? Puh, that can't be it."
To everyone's astonishment, the moronic Evans declined to take her friend's advice and pick 'The Moon.'
"I just don't know if I can trust Betsy. She's not all that bright. So I think I'd like to ask the audience," said Evans.
Asked to vote on the correct answer, the audience returned 98% in favor of answer C, 'The Moon.' Having used up all her lifelines, Evans then made the dumbest choice of her life.
"Wow, seems like everybody is against what I'm thinking," said the too-stupid-to-live Evans. "But you know, sometimes you just got to go with your gut. So, let's see. For which is larger, an elephant or the moon, I'm going to have to go with B, an elephant. Final answer."
Evans sat before the dumbfounded audience, the only one waiting with bated breath, and was told that she was wrong, and that the answer was in fact, C, 'The Moon.'
*BE CAGED*
VENUE: THE CAGE (PITCH 4)
EVENT: SOCCER la duhhh!!
DATE: 11 FEB 2007
TIME: 2pm-4pm (read: till they chase us away)
CYA GUYS!!!
amendi
xxx
Thursday, February 08, 2007
3 in a row..
It has been a long time since this blog is being updated and it has been a longer time since I posted something on this blog.
Hi people, this is Mr Blackburn again. I have so many things to update and hopefully I touch on everything I have think of since the last time I blog.
Firstly, I want to thank my friends who actually view this blog. But most of them whom view it always ask “Y our blog so serious?” Thus, I would like to clarify that we are actually very fun people, so don’t be fool by the contents of this blog. You can also view us as very deep people who have fun and laughter when we are together. When I say ‘deep’, I am only describing people who have posted on this blog in my clique (So this excludes mendi). I also apologized to people who do not understand some words in this blog, like kangtao, tio, laosipkong etc… This is because this blog started out as a clique blog so these are some language that only my clique will understand. Anyway, if you do not understand, just post under comments. We’ll explain.
Next, there is the secret admirer who posted the comment that I am very handsome. Haha… I really have to thank you! White lies have always been a real good motivator to get the day started.
I would also like to thank my clique members once again for waking up, being more active in the recent soccer matches. Thank YOU! However, sadly I know when this ‘wake up’ call will not last forever.
Next, it is a more important issue that I am going to talk about. I think this is the 3rd time in a row that I blew my own chances of getting a KIP HUI! Haha… clique members, if you want the details get from me k… I am not going to type here.
I have been thinking about Y have I had that. I have to admit I am desperate at times. But whenever I am so close to getting into one, I pull myself out of it. So I was thinking “what am I thinking?”
Then I realized a lot of stuff.
1. I am very picky on kip huis. Even though I admit my taste has drop, my pickyness is getting really bad.
2. I want a really long relationship. If I feel that something will go wrong in the future, I will get out of it asap.
3. I am getting used to being single and carefree. Sometimes I just cannot stand the talkative nature of kip huis already. I want to do what I want to do and when I want to do it. I do not want to get restricted.
4. I feel that girlfriends should get from a good one to a better one. But I always have this thinking that Rachel is the best. Guess I just cannot get that out of my mind.
5. I also feel that I am inferior to others, especially those in SMU. I still cannot figure out y… so I always say “because I don’t have a license” But maybe its because of results or family background. No idea.
6. Lastly, I also think that I am in a very bad financial situation to get into a relationship. Maybe it is just another of my excuses.
I guess that is all that I have realized so far. Maybe it is just that I am getting older.
So… that’s all. Ops.. this is supposed to be a happy post. Okay so here something on a little note.
On Wednesday, after studying with Mendi, Alonso and Lulu, we went to Chomp Chomp to eat. After which I took 315 go home. But I have no idea Y the bus went around hougang, AMK then BACK TO CHOMP CHOMP BUS STOP! WTF…. Then it went to serangoon bus interchange. From Serangoon north to Seragoon central… I took a bloody 1 freaking hour! What have I done wrong…
Life still carries on...
Mr Talen(ted) Blackburn
Hi people, this is Mr Blackburn again. I have so many things to update and hopefully I touch on everything I have think of since the last time I blog.
Firstly, I want to thank my friends who actually view this blog. But most of them whom view it always ask “Y our blog so serious?” Thus, I would like to clarify that we are actually very fun people, so don’t be fool by the contents of this blog. You can also view us as very deep people who have fun and laughter when we are together. When I say ‘deep’, I am only describing people who have posted on this blog in my clique (So this excludes mendi). I also apologized to people who do not understand some words in this blog, like kangtao, tio, laosipkong etc… This is because this blog started out as a clique blog so these are some language that only my clique will understand. Anyway, if you do not understand, just post under comments. We’ll explain.
Next, there is the secret admirer who posted the comment that I am very handsome. Haha… I really have to thank you! White lies have always been a real good motivator to get the day started.
I would also like to thank my clique members once again for waking up, being more active in the recent soccer matches. Thank YOU! However, sadly I know when this ‘wake up’ call will not last forever.
Next, it is a more important issue that I am going to talk about. I think this is the 3rd time in a row that I blew my own chances of getting a KIP HUI! Haha… clique members, if you want the details get from me k… I am not going to type here.
I have been thinking about Y have I had that. I have to admit I am desperate at times. But whenever I am so close to getting into one, I pull myself out of it. So I was thinking “what am I thinking?”
Then I realized a lot of stuff.
1. I am very picky on kip huis. Even though I admit my taste has drop, my pickyness is getting really bad.
2. I want a really long relationship. If I feel that something will go wrong in the future, I will get out of it asap.
3. I am getting used to being single and carefree. Sometimes I just cannot stand the talkative nature of kip huis already. I want to do what I want to do and when I want to do it. I do not want to get restricted.
4. I feel that girlfriends should get from a good one to a better one. But I always have this thinking that Rachel is the best. Guess I just cannot get that out of my mind.
5. I also feel that I am inferior to others, especially those in SMU. I still cannot figure out y… so I always say “because I don’t have a license” But maybe its because of results or family background. No idea.
6. Lastly, I also think that I am in a very bad financial situation to get into a relationship. Maybe it is just another of my excuses.
I guess that is all that I have realized so far. Maybe it is just that I am getting older.
So… that’s all. Ops.. this is supposed to be a happy post. Okay so here something on a little note.
On Wednesday, after studying with Mendi, Alonso and Lulu, we went to Chomp Chomp to eat. After which I took 315 go home. But I have no idea Y the bus went around hougang, AMK then BACK TO CHOMP CHOMP BUS STOP! WTF…. Then it went to serangoon bus interchange. From Serangoon north to Seragoon central… I took a bloody 1 freaking hour! What have I done wrong…
Life still carries on...
Mr Talen(ted) Blackburn
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