One little two little three little indians, 4 little 5 little chinese men by the road side selling tissue paper. He's abit overpriced but you still buy it out of sympathy or maybe you really need the tissue at that moment to wipe away the mucus you been storing inside your nose since you walk past Paragon. And there are some who refuse to take the tissue paper and realise you need it afterwards. Haha. You know uncle Tan? Yeah he's the man!
I got 5 more months to go with National Service and I can wait. That's because I have patience in me and I don't like those who openly purposely trying to skip coming to camp. You may skip BMT once or twice but one day, your ass is gonna get burn.
I am truly happy but I'm just not happy with how I managed my time. Hahahaha.
I need chilli flakes in my pasta bitch. I like it hot and spicy just like me. I guess some things are just meant to be spicy like how some things are meant to be like that. Like how a plastic bag at a supermarket is used to put in groceries and stuffs. Like how you would wipe your fingerprints after you've kill your nemesis. Like how I would put chilli flakes into my soup and put is an understatement. I would pour.
I guess having a flair for writing is actually damn important in the arts. A good artist statement can actually make the difference between getting selected for an open call and not getting selected. Duh. But I always believe in works speaking for itself. This topic is nonsensical actually given the fact that I have no intention of blogging but to put up this picture of the chilli flakes and confess my love for chilli flakes. Who eats the chilli flakes, they'll get their tongue burned. Now that's an idiom. I truly had a whale of a time whenever I'm playing street soccer in the all fences camp. No pun intended but sure I'll take the bun and dip it with the black pepper sauce and put it in my mouth and chew it. I love big flakes and I cannot lie.
It was that feeling when you heart just want to pop out of its place and you feel the adrenaline rush taking over you and all you can do is just sit still and do nothing about it till it's all over. That usually happen when you're in a device that propels you super fast and the terrain which is of high and low, mostly high and extreme low, and the worst thing is, you paid to get scared. Sounds like a good deal eh, so make sure make your every penny counts. That brings me to this post, dedicated to my trip to Adventure Cove! Maximum fun at a minimum price. Except for the locker which is a daylight robbery, more like grand larceny.
I like going places like this just to see how brave I am to take the rides. Well, I consider myself as a timid person and these kind of rides will test how I will feel at different point when I'm over there. Firstly, the point when I enter Adventure cove, the moment I undress, the point when I identify the rides to take and the point before the start of the ride. Obviously there are some moment where i feel like backing out but I know I can do it, because honestly, all these rides is never scary compare to the ones I saw at Discovery Channel. I'm just sayin'.
Dueling Racer was fun! How I wished I was able to take the rides a few times! The queue was just too unbearable for me! Well, at least it's much better than USS.
Well you guessed it right, who else will I go with other than my little brave lovely gf! Let's explore every corner of the world one day alright baby! Every second with you seems like 2 seconds, which means every time with you it seems the day seems longer but it could also mean that everytime I'm with you, the day passed quickly, so I don't know which one is sweeter so I thought I write both. heh.
Strawberries and ruffles, Filipino's terrorist killed by rifle, these are a few of my favourite things.
Hello new month, March. 2013, you are turning 3 and soon you'll disappear forever. 29 February fail to appear hence our 57th month of us being together has to bring over to 1st march instead. Duh make sense! This also means I have 5 more months to return back to school. Well enough about me, this blog is not about my life, it's about celebrating life itself in general. Let's get back to wordplay and silly skit that I always have in mind and words is just an expression of a form.
The golden ring that touches anything turns into gold. Isn't that good? I still remember clearly as a kid, watching this show call Alif or maybe it's Mat Yo Yo, there's an re-enactment of the king who touches anything turns into gold. Only to realise that gold is not everything as the king can't even eat and starve as the food he touches also turns into gold. This only teaches you one thing, that money is not everything but all that glitters is gold.
There's 1 thing in the world which is inevitable, Depreciation. How could something so precious at first only to be seen as useless and ugly in the end. Not only it applies to objects or assets but it could also apply to human relation. Well, I dare say that that is also inevitable because as humans, our taste changes through out the year and that is why we no longer love our Dreamcast but instead, we sleep with our playstation 4 now. Technology, you're to blame! Actually, Technology is the biggest culprit for creating something better and useful than what we have now. Ungrateful bastards we humans are.
Flight was such a good movie! Storyline was good but some part can be a bit stronger in terms of connecting the link of why such connection was made in the first place. An alcoholic meet another alcoholic and at the end, girl left boy, boy become angry, boy make trouble. Certain theme will always be a Hollywood favourite, alcoholism, gangsterism, prostitution and my personal favourite, revenge. If I am a director which I hope to be, my common theme to all of my film will be, consequences.
This special lady of mine has stick by my side through thick and thin. No matter the weather, we be through together, with an umbrella and without it, we still reach our destination. Thanks for being by my side through all this years and for enduring my nonsensical. I love you!
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