I've finally seen the female version of F4. Looking at their assets, it sure ain't hard to tell why they are the real F4 and not those 4 gay boys with long hair. Enjoy!

There's a saying that goes: "A bird in hand is worth two in the bush."

Men should learn from this phrase. All men still continue to check other gals out, sometimes with the intention of wanting to have them as their galfren, even when they themselves are attached. Even if their galfren is the prettiest gal in the world, they will still look at other gals. Except maybe for one of my good fren whom is so madly in love I just caught him smooching his galfren so passionately on the road under the streetlight in one of the NUS carpark.

Ooh I have a Confucius phrase just right for him. Confucius said: "A passionate kiss, like a spider's web, soon leads to the undoing of the fly."

Okay I digressed. Back to the topic. Why do men check other gals out even though they themselves are attached? Personally, I feel that men owe a duty of responsiblity to the gals out there. Why else do gals dress up n make up nicely to go for a two hour lecture? Heck, they don't even mind being late as long as they look good. Thus, men have a duty to look and to check them out.

So what do men benefit from looking? Well, nothing. Except maybe late at night when they are lying on their own bed. That's when Confucius's saying "A bird in hand, makes a merry man" comes in. Y'all know what I mean. Haha!

There's a thin line between having fun and being insensible.

Ever seen Jackass the movie?

Riding a motorbike may seem fun. But having a distant relative who died riding someone's bike as the pillion rider is not. She was quite a pretty girl. I only got to see her once a year on the first day of Chinese New Year at my uncle's place. She was a few years older than me, and was studying in NTU when she got into an accident on her bf's bike.

Riding a motorbike may seem fun. But when you get a call late at night from a close buddy who got into a bike accident is not. I can still remember how he looked when I went to visit him at the hospital the next morning. Furthermore, it wasn't his fault. He was in the blindspot of a van, and when the van swerved, so did he and his bike.

Riding a motorbike may seem fun. But when I think of the countless motorcyclists who I nearly killed while I drive is not. I always try my very best to check my blindspots when I drive. Heck I even bother to turn my head to check. How many drivers actually bother to check? Even with the precaution I take, countless motorcyclists have nearly died in my hands.

Lastly, there's a thin line between caring too much and being unsupportive. My bad.

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Two separate events today with two different people have made me realise that people only appreciate you when you don't do much for them and do nice things for them once in a purple moon. Otherwise, you're gonna be taken for granted, abused and unappreciated.

I don't understand why it took me so long to arrive at this conclusion. I mean signs all around me should've made me realise it.

For examples:

Discounts. They don't happen everyday so people will take them more seriously. The recent "fake" petrol discount of 40% on National Day got all the drivers buzzing. Heck they even went to queue at the petrol kioks when it was announced on tv that the 40% was just a hoax.

Winning the first prize in 4D or Toto. It doesn't happen to you every week. So when it happens to people, they really know how lucky they are. Hell, they wouldn't even mind using 1 million bucks in capital to win the 1 million bucks first prize (before govt tax and gst).

Which is why we all should realise that Jesus died for our sins. We should really thank him. (siying you better stop laughing at this.)

I read somewhere before that God appears in our lives all the time, just whether we know how to recognise him or not. Half an hour ago, God appeared in front of me. In the form of the Indian pump attendant.

I went to pump my petrol. I got off the car and there He was in the cap and uniform. He said, "Hello sir, full tank for you sir?" So I told him no I just needed 30 bucks worth of petrol.

I went to the counter but the cashier wasn't there. So I browsed through the magazine section and picked up a magazine. I decided to buy it and I was waiting at the counter. Then He came back in. So I said to him "Wah one person only?" He explained that His cashier went to the toilet. He scanned the magazine and asked me how I'm gonna pay. I said I'll pay by Visa so He went to call His cashier 'cos He doesn't know the number to dial for Visa payments. Then His cashier came back but He was outside attending to other customers. The cashier took my card and did everything. Then her handphone rang so she answered it. Then she gave me the receipt to sign and I just signed without looking 'cos it was freaking late and I was freaking tired so I couldn't be bothered. After that I left and He even said goodbye to me with a big wide smile. When I got home, I looked at the receipt. I was only charged 5 bucks for the magazine.

Shit man. I actually rejected His goodwill. I should've pumped a full tank's worth of petrol. Lately, the increasing petrol prices have been troubling me. There He was, standing in front of me with his outstretch hands. I can't believe that I turned Him away..

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They seriously have some very misleading pictures and reviews.

Hats off to them. (can you tell that i'm trying to be as sarcastic as them)

The past few days have been quite a blast.

Watched Dim Sum Dollies!, attending meaningless boring lectures, going for JB seafood with the Berkelah gang plus Zhiqin, Pilates class n Hip Hop class with F3, Phuture-ing n Mambo-ing with old n new friends, skipping meaningless boring lectures.

I may have made a mistake. I think I did. Sigh. The lure of the black beauty.

Breakfast at Tiffany's - Deep Blue Something

You say that we've got nothing in common
No common ground to start from
And we're falling apart
You'll say the world has come between us
Our lives have come between us
Still I know you just don't care

And I said what about "Breakfast at Tiffany's?"
She said, "I think I remember the film,
And as I recall, I think, we both kinda liked it."
And I said, "Well, that's the one thing we've got."

I see you - the only one who knew me
And now your eyes see through me
I guess I was wrong
So what now? It's plain to see we're over,
And I hate when things are over -
When so much is left undone

You're Beautiful - James Blunt

My life is brilliant.
My love is pure.
I saw an angel.
Of that I'm sure.
She smiled at me on the subway.
She was with another man.
But I won't lose no sleep on that,
'Cause I've got a plan.

You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
I saw your face in a crowded place,
And I don't know what to do.
You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
But I can't escape the truth,
I will never be with you.

Yeah, she caught my eye,
As I walked on by.
She could see from my face that I was,
Fucking high,
And I don't think that I'll see her again,
But we shared a moment that will last till the end.

You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
I saw your face in a crowded place,
And I don't know what to do.
You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
But I can't escape the truth,
I will never be with you.

You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
There must be an angel with a smile on her face,
When she thought up that I should be with you.
But it's time to face the truth,
I will never be with you.

Yesterday Felicia said to me, "Men are all THE SAME. They can be dancing with you, hugging you, making out with you.. BUT in their mind, they are thinking about fucking someone else."

I think that woman is just jealous of the fact that men know how to multi-task.

Recently, a girl stunned me. Nope its not 'cos of her beauty or watsoever. Here's what she said...

Why do guys like to treat their dick as a living person. They blame their own dick when they do something wrong and claim that its not their own fault. They even give their dick pet names like Big Ben, Long John, etc. You don't see us gals give our vagina names like Carnivore or Venus flytrap right? (explaination: dicks are sometimes referred to as meat. eg. She took the big piece of meat in her hands and started putting it into her... Yup so a Carnivore will devour the meat.) Guys should just fucking wake up and be man enough to take responsiblity for what the things they do. If they do not know how to tame their own dragon, I'll gladly take a knife to chop it off.

I was left speechless. What a woman!

This brings us to the next topic. Are looks important to a guy when looking for a girlfriend?

I'm too lazy to dwell on this topic. But here's a summary of what I feel. Looks ARE important, but to a certain extent. The character of a person is very important as well, if not, just as important as looks. For example, so what if you have a damn nice n sleek handphone? If the phone is not user-friendly at all, you will change it sooner or later. Samsung users, don't you agree?

Went for NUS Rag Day this morning with ma baby ryN*. Poor ryN* lost a bet to me and had to cut away her hair. Who else in the right mind will cut her beautiful long hair into something like this?? Look at my tee. TH DnD 04/05 (Pimp DnDdy) rocks! Oh and ryN* really knows how to get me all sweaty and wet eh. =P



We went there earlier than planned 'cos Ruoling woke me up at 10:20am and said that TH will be performing soon. It was originally scheduled for 11:40am. I found out later that there was some miscommunication between her and Wc. So we went to the dancers' holding area to look for my friends. Here's a pic of ryN*, RL and I with the rest of the Berkelah Gang..



(from left: Wendy, Meizheng, Pussyjus, Shuyi, Me, ryN*, RL and Wc)


Here's the TH rag float..



Anyways, the rag dancers for TH were separated into the good side and the bad side.

Here's Lohhhhbert who looks damn engrossed in his role. Ooh check out my matching tee shirt and my wristbands!



Shuyi and I posing as Ultra'BAD'Man..



Jieru (she looks so different and quite pretty eh!) threatened to cut me up with her claw if I didn't surrender and join the bad side..



Under much much pressure (read: the many claws threatening me), plus someone as muscular as Zhihao flexing his muscles at me, I decided to join the bad side. Look.. I even grew a claw on the spot!



I couldn't resist taking a picture with Henry. He asked me why I did the sign with my hand. I told him that its for charity, to get people to call n donate money. Being the extremely nice n kind-hearted guy he is, he obliged. Hanging loose with Henry!



And during the intermission before they announced the results, Pussyjus did his mambo moves in front of the crowd. Again. This is his second performance following his 'Dancing Queen' moves last year. Today, he was mambo-ing to 'YMCA'. I have the video of it but I have no idea how to upload it (anybody kind enough to teach me?).



It was a damn fun day!

Oh in case you're wondering, the winner of the Chancellor's Shield Overall Best Float Presentation for Halls of Residences is..



Can you see EH's C3P0? Damn freaking cool hur? When I saw it last night during their tech run, I was already like 'woahhhh!'.

Oh, there were still many people I wanted to take pictures with. But sadly, I didn't get the chance to. So sorry!

And I really have to commend School of Design and Environment (SDE my faculty!). They won quite a lot of awards for their float. I think they really did put in a lot of effort this year as compared to previous yearS! Good job la SDE rag team 05/06!

Okay something lighthearted now.

Copied this from Sj's blog.

-If I had a million dollars-

Its a hokkien song with hokkien lyrics and english translation. Taken off someone else's blog. He's da man lah.

I had a couple of dreams last night.

I was at some hotel lobby. I was with a few of my friends and we were supposed to be checking out. However, I was clutching something in my hand which I had bought for somebody and I was frantically looking for that person. It felt like if I didn't manage to pass the thing to her, I would never get to see her ever again. At that point of time, I thought I had a clear idea of who I was looking for. Then, the person I was looking for appeared out of a corner. It was dark. But from her silhouette, I realised that she isn't the person whom I thought I was looking for. But this silhouette indeed belonged to the person I was looking for, somehow I just knew.

**************

I was hanging onto a monkey bar. The bars were damn thick and far away from each other. I had difficulty clinging on, let alone reach out for the next bar. I looked down and below me was the sea. It was dark and choppy, and seemed like it was gonna swallow me the moment I fall. I was trying my best to cling on, but in the end my fingers slipped and I fell (perhaps I haven't been exercising much lately thats y). I landed with a 'thud' instead of a 'splash'. I had fallen onto a soft ground. It was a green grassy ground. I thought I would have been swallowed up by the sea. Thats why I didn't wanna let go. Had I known that it would be soft green grass that I was gonna land on, I would've let go earlier without struggling and wasting my efforts.

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Scientists have yet to conclude why people dream of the dreams that they dream. I also wonder why.

D is for Damn-sian-lah.
D is also Dumbledore-is-dead.
D is also for Dum-dum-dee-dee-dee-dum-dum-dee-dee-dee-dum-dum-dee-dee-dum.

As you all can see, I'm pretty bored. Okay so lets talk about the letter C today since C comes before D.

When I think of the letter C, words like Cute, Caryn, Cockanadan, Chiobu, all come to my mind. Lets see how I link all of the words up.

Cute means ugly but adorable. Seriously, people should stop calling Caryn that. It suddenly dawned upon me why my friends call me a paedophile. Cos everybody calls Caryn cute. Cute is for lil' girls. You can also call a guy cute. Like that cute guy on Heartlanders, Julian Hee hee hee. Since Caryn is not a cute guy, they mean she is a cute lil' girl. She is twenty already lah cmon. Stop making it sound like she's still in her sweet sixteen. Okay lets find other words to describe Caryn ok?

Cockanadan. Not a bad choice. Who else can accuse two Fillipino gals for brushing their teeth in public outside Orchard MRT station control on a weekday afternoon?? FYI, the two Fillipinos were eating ice cream. They were holding the ice cream cups and were in the process of putting the white creamy ice cream with their pink spoons into their wide open mouth. I was laughing like crazy all through the Wisma tunnel. Cockanadan. What an apt description.

Chiobu. Eeks. What a word to use. So cheena, like those NTU cheena piangs like that. Anyhoo, I think there are no chiobus *cringes* amongst the freshies in NUS (or maybe just Temasek Hall) this year. I should stop looking at young girls, who my friend says dun even know whether they got hair down there already or not. I know its damn crude. But its damn funny lah so I have to mention it. Sorry.

Okay shall stop here. Lets talk about B next time. Oh. Have you all heard about Billy Wanker the exchange student? Apparently his best friend is his right hand. Shall talk more about 'their' exploits next time round.. Till then!

How many times have people told you what to expect, and you've been through the same thing as the person so you ought to understand, and you really do understand, BUT you just don't wanna understand?

It's NOT about being understanding.

It's about being stubborn, self-centered and selfish.

Yes, that's ME.

Well, we all have a bit of those in us, don't y'all agree?