this is sooooo sweet!
I love you too, baby!!

After last night, here's something to represent my current state of mind.

I have this ability to spin a tale out of absolute rubbish and people actually buy it. Well I dunno if it works on you guys but it sure does for ryN*. But sometimes this ability will backfire, especially when she uses this acquired 'knowledge' (which is just recollecting what I told her without questioning or doubting my words) to act smart in front of others. It is very embarassing when she tries to act smart in front of people who are real smart, and then she just conveniently gives me credit for 'teaching' her all that.


Anyways the other day I got an overseas call from Hong Kong. Apparently its the casting director of the coming movie Initial D which stars Jay Chou, Edison Chen, Shawn Yue, Jordan Chan, Anthony Huang, just to name a few. The casting director said that Jay Chou was injured while shooting a stunt and that he wants me to take over Jay Chou's role as Takumi Fujiwara - the star of the show. I asked him why he chose me and he said that he saw videos of me driving my black Mazda RX7 (FC3S). I realised he was talking about the one time where I got caught by the red light camera but I managed to do a drift and so the camera only caught my side view. And also the one time of my rain battle at PIE towards Changi along Paya Lebar with the blue Nissan Skyline GTR (BNR32). Yes, those two times.


The casting director said there was a problem though, that because Edison Chen will be playing Ryosuke Takahashi and that there is a strong resemblance between me and Edison, so they're confused as to bringing me in as Keisuke Takahashi - Ryosuke's brother, or to bring me in as Takumi (but how can Takumi and Ryosuke look alike??).


In the end, I told the casting director that I'm sorry I can't accept his offer 'cos I only wanna act with Ruby Lin and I have a casting session for a role in Huan Zhu Ge Ge 4 which clashes with the filming period of Initial D.


Its 6pm now and I just woke up from my afternoon nap and the weather is terribly hot. No wonder I'm still groggy maciam like in dreamland. *Yawns*

One of my friends picked up a girl (whom he had seen on several other occassions) on the street the other day. Finally he plucked up enough courage and got her number using the excuse of making friend and networking. He smsed her immediately after getting home, but the girl replied that her bf doesn't really like the idea at all. He told me about it and the following is what my friend smsed her after that:


hey.. haha that's damn sad for me. why the drastic measures? its just widening the social circle, not taking you away.

its disappointing man.. well in any case, i cant do much. it takes 2 hands to clap and i respect ur decision and your position being a gf.

hmmm im gonna push my luck abit more.. if cant msg etc.. how abt msn? it cant be restricted to just 'see u ard'.. chances r slim for that to happen and besides, how to network liddat? come on.. cut some slack on ur bf's rules?

well i waited for now to reply.. hopefully u're alone and ur bf wun b pissed. Yup so do think abt it. very wasted to lose a fren.. btw do rem to delete my msgs. :P


I think that my friend is rather smooth. However, nothing clouds my x-ray vision. Here's my interpretation of what he truly meant (in paragraph breakdown format) :


hey.. I'm sad and disappointed. On top of that, I am desperate. How else do you explain guys picking up gals on the streets (side note: for picking up gals on buses, pls refer to Pussyjus)? Why is your bf so smart to know that I merely wanna have some fun with you and then return you back to him. And why is he so smart to take immediate drastic measures?

Well.. in any case, I can't do much unless you are willing to make things happen 'cos it takes 2 hands to clap. I respect your decision and position of being a gf, yea rite. Cmon, its not like you're married or what.

Hmmm.. I'm gonna test how stable your relationship with your bf is and to see if you really love your bf or you're loose. If can't sms, how bout msn? I'm acting like a stupid cock pretending that there's no difference between sms n msn and I hope you'll fall into this trick or maybe we can pull this trick on your bf. It can't be restricted to just 'seeing u ard' cos chances are slim, but if we can keep in touch, I'll really get to see you around. Besides, how do u network (a nicer word for flirt or sleep around) liddat? Come on, dun listen to your bf's bull crap. Let's see each other secretly behind his back or something.

Yup so do think about it. Its a waste of my efforts and plucking up my courage to say all these to you if we can't keep in touch. By the way, do remember to delete these msgs in case your bf sees them and kicks my sorry ass. I'm small and puny and I'm no fight unless I'm up against Danny DeVito.


Some people may wonder how I am able to read between every line of my fren's messages. Well, if you look back far enough into my blog, I blogged about potong jalan in my second entry. I can safely say that I know the game 'cos I've been in one. Ah, but before you immediately exclaim "So, you're also another good-for-nothing!", there is a difference between picking up a girl and trying to potong jalan, and being picked up by a girl who places you in the triangle.


Yeah I'm sure people will say that it takes two hands to clap, but for example, just ask any gal to try offering sex to a normal guy. Which normal guy will reject you? Unless of course you're born so ugly that even dogs hump your legs with their eyes closed. =P

I need someone to enlighten me about this 'cos I dun seem to get the joke..


Qn: How many Christians does it take to fix a lightbulb?


Ans: Three. 'Cos they are actually one.


Help! I love laughing at Christians but I don't get this joke and I can't laugh bout it. I feel so helpless and miserable..

What will you do if u discover that there is a big conspiracy or a secret plan to kill you? How will you feel?


Well actually, to say that the conspiracy is to kill me is rather exaggerated. However, its almost as close as killing me.


Will you shut yourself to the outside world for fear of trusting the wrong people? And who can you trust at this point of time?


I hate it when people talk about me like the know me very well, like they can read my mind and know what's going through my mind. Nope, I do not have a problem with letting people understand what kinda person I am or what's going through my mind. I just feel like they are going overboard by pretending to know me very well, trying to read my mind and guessing what I'm thinking. It is almost as disturbing as someone who thinks he/she has x-ray vision, and he/she keeps staring intensely at you even though you are fully-clothed.


I need to lead an unsocial reclusive life. I need to hide from some people. I'm seriously seriously scared.

You scored as Satanism. Your beliefs most closely resemble those of Satanism! Before you scream, do a bit of research on it. To be a Satanist, you don't actually have to believe in Satan. Satanism generally focuses upon the spiritual advancement of the self, rather than upon submission to a deity or a set of moral codes. Do some research if you immediately think of the satanic cult stereotype. Your beliefs may also resemble those of earth-based religions such as paganism. Satanism 75% agnosticism 75% Islam 67% Buddhism 67% Paganism 63% Judaism 54% atheism 54% Hinduism 38% Christianity 33% Which religion is the right one for you? (new version) created with QuizFarm.com

Haha I'm not too alarmed by the satanism in me.. rather, the lack of christianity in me.

Sorry baby!

Crying - Aerosmith


There was a time
When I was so broken hearted
Love wasn't much of a friend of mine
The tables have turned, yeah
'Cause me and them ways have parted
That kind of love was the killin' kind
Listen, all I want is someone I can't resist
I know all I need to know by the way that I got kissed


I was cryin' when I met you
Now I'm tryin' to forget you
Love it sweet misery
I was cryin' just to get you
Now I'm dyin' 'cause I let you
Do what you do down on me


Now there's not even breathin' room
Between pleasure and pain
Yeah you cry when we're makin' love
Must be one and the same


It's down on me
Yeah I got to tell you one thing
It's been on my mind
Girl, I gotta say
We're partners in crime
You got that certain something
What you give to me
Takes my breath away
Now the word out on the street
Is the devil's in your kiss
If our love goes up in flames
It's a fire I can't resist


I was cryin' when I met you
Now I'm tryin' to forget you
Your love is sweet misery
I was cryin' just to get you
Now I'm dyin' 'cause I let you
Do what you do to me
'Cause what you got inside
Ain't where your love should stay
Yeah, our love, sweet love, ain't love
'Til you give your heart away


I like this song alot. Rock and roll rules!! \../,

Today in church at the sanctuary, my baby asked me why I was (sitting) so far from her. After edging myself closer to her, a thought popped up in my mind: Does this bring us closer together or are we still far apart?


The next 20 minute of sing-along session gave me a hell (no punt intended: in church.. hell.. geddit?) lot of time to reflect. I realised that our paths have crossed, and we're still crossing each other's path right now. But I can see my road ahead. And it seems that these two paths are heading for different directions. I know it and I'm so sure that the two paths are going in different directions 'cos of external factors: the people who are laying the paths.


Jo asked me last nite: why bother to go thru all these since you know that in the end you'll get freaking hurt?


I finally found the answer to that. 'Cos when I carry on walking in the path that heads in a different direction, I'll be thinking to myself: the scenery back at that cross-road was splendid n there was sucha nice breeze there.


Beautiful memories. We all need abit of them in our lives. Bitter-sweet but definitely worth it. Don't you agree?

After watching Initial D 4th Stage - Project D, I feel the intense urge to place a cup full of water in my cup holder and carrying tofu in my boot while driving around in a bid to develop my driving potential and become like Fujiwara Takumi.


Drifting.. Gutter run..


And just the other day, I spoke to some expert about improving the pick up speed and responsivenesss of a car by modifying it..


Cold Air Intake.. Grounding.. Open POD.. Voltage Stabiliser.. Strut Bar..


But now, I have to conquer one problem first. Well, we all have to start somewhere and a man's gotta do what a man's gotta do.


I gotta combat Bird Shit. No its not a nickname of some driver or watsoever. Although I have friends with funny nicknames like Pussy jus (pronounced as pussy juice), WC (as in toilet), Dua pui, etc etc.. Bird shit is bird shit.


KNS no matter how u wash or how u this n that, bird shit will still come. And whats the point of paying $6 for manual car wash when it'll just rain 12 hours later. I miss the dry spell we had a few months ago.


We should have toilet-trained birds. Otherwise just shoot them to death. Period.