jus saw the recorded version of the men's finals between Wei Lian and Jun Yang on Chn U.
hmm definitely i feel that Jun Yang sang much much nicer and the score statistics said so too.

however later on it was Wei Lian who went thru to the grand finals. this led me to remember a conversation between me n my mother that day.

she told me that newspapers are arguing that Wei Lian though he sang not-so-nice compared to Junyang, he still somehow managed to get thru. people are saying that got some sort of play results behind it.

come on loh. bull SHIT~!
so wat if u may sing better than andy lau but there is not a single person in the world who supports u?

if i am a recording company director, and i am going to have a singer produce an album, i rather he be the one who sings like William Hu*g and yet have his album sold worldwide compared to one who has a super voice but no one buys it.
as long as can make money, i don care who the hell sings it - quoted by the Director

anyway hopefully the finals at the indoor stadium would be great.

no wait...

...

I HOPE IT WOULD SUCKS~!!!
CAUSE I CANT GO~!!! GOT TO GO THAILAND~!!!

SO HOPE IT SUCKS WAHAHAHAHA~!!!!

k i was bad. anyway hope it will be a good show no matter what coz i tink kelly is a good singer. though i prefer junyang to sing, i do think weilian makes a good singer too. so fair la haha.

been busy buying the things i need for the thailand trip last week. still wondering what i missed out. i do not wana go there and there "oh jialat, i forgot to bring ****"

damn sianz one confirm. i remember my first day of recruit. 1st day go there mood half gone liao. settle down in bunk see my buddy who is gonna be with me for the next 3 months i 3/4 sianz. i open up my bag and was thinking y like very slimy slimy with a light fragrance so i dig out all my things check out.
then realise my bottle of shampoo cap opened, the slimy shit all came out smurged my underwear my evrything. gotto take out then wash evrything.

my mood reached peak high. i wanted to jus jump out window say good bye.
but i thought of my fran, my family and i said NO~!
I MUST LIVE ON~!!

NO MATTER HOW MUCH SHAMPOO I WILL WASH AWAY ALSO~!

n so i persevere till today.
here i just wana say a thank you to my frans n family who supported me then. thank you all so much.

*muackZ~

been enjoying the 3 weeks plus of leave at home slackin like nobody's bziness. but how time flies~
exactly 11 more days to Thailand trip. feeling excited about the trip actually. hopefully will be a fun one too. fun as in zero accidents please. cause close frans know that my vocation in army is i-drive-a-puny-boat commander. then heard that 2 boats got drowned last Exercise over there in Thailand so of course being a i-drive-a-puny-boat commander, i would certainly hope nothing happens to my boat.

i do not wana drive from a boat that travels at sea-level, to a submarine that travels 50 feet below water, if ya get wat i mean~

but of course i have confidence you all get wat i mean. if you noticed carefully, i believe now those small eyes people suddenly realise they don have much difficulty reading my blog since i enlarged the fonts. though i have big eyes, i thought that i should spare a lot for those handicapped people( that is people with small eyes) and so i enlarged them. how thoughtful of me right?

all along i was wondering whether the world seem smaller for people with small eyes. and often i would ask them "Do you see less things with those eyes?"

and always, their answers will be "No lah, evrything is normal mah."

how stupid of me to ask this dumb qnt~!
how the hell would they know the difference since they have been living with those eyes ever since they were born right.

so i apologise for asking that qnt. but somehow or rather, i do blive they surely see less things than those more fortunate people (big eyes) coz when i try to shrink my eyes, i see less things. so my conclusion is -

~ SMALL EYES PEOPLE CAN SEE NO FUCK~!

when people talk about army, the first thing that comes to our mind is "wa lan, c peh siong"

compared to 30 years ago, army training has certainly became more slack since then, till now.
but still until now, people complain that army is siong. that, i reckon, is bcoz of the better living standards now.

30 years ago Army

Soldier X: "Wa laoz, c peh siong leh. carry tree trunk run here run there. still must carry cupboard to parade square for standby bed. evryday can clock up a total of 400-500 push up. Rice taste like screws. soup taste like water. meat taste like rubber."

Present day Army

Soldier Y: "Wa laoz, c peh siong leh. bo tai bo ji wan standby bed. must open cupboard again. whole day do 200 push up liao stil not enough. luckily rice taste like rice. soup taste like soup. meat taste like meat."

Future Army

Soldier Z: "Wa laoz, c peh siong leh. cannot watch teletubbies today. kfc not open. cinema also not open. 5 months no do push up then suddenly ask us do 10 today. now my hands sore loh~"


ok that was lame. i dont really expect things to get this worst. anyway, over the weekend went to a certain special place with certain special someone and spent some certain special quality time there. why cant i just elaborate it?

coz i buey gian~~ lalalalalalalalalala

oh ya, went to see the fireworks in marina south ytd. it was done by people from France. really good and nice to see. last at least for 10 min. it has a theme to it too. from the day earth was created to the day people land on the moon to world war and to present days. u can see all the special effects.
damn powerrR~~ damn niceE~~
damn not like singapore who always does the fireworks so.. so... don know wat word to describe. simple?

nvm, anyway i am glad i am able to see it at least once a year le. don hiam too much. who knows nx time they ban fireworks.

`less than 2 weeks to Thailand. ma DE~~`

wu~
i change my Mr Legolas from Lord of the Rings le. finally i grew sick of his face~

like the current picture a lot. Its called Demon Hunter from a certain PC game. hmm.. wat did i actually wana blogged about?

i forgot.

anyway after i posted my blog, there were really frans who came to me n enquire about the story, A Promise to Nadia. i den tout my frans were actually that kind of oh-i-love-touching-stories and all along i have mistaken them as heartless creatures.

then one of them explained to me.
"No la, i just wana check ou how dominating the guys there really are & hopefully learn a few ropes or two to tame my gf."

.... wahahaha. seriously a not siah~~
ya hor. maybe i should learn some also to tame certain special someone.

wahaha joking lah. she is so well behaved, so lovable, so cute. and most importantly, she got read my blog one loh...

wahaha.. change topic. the atmosphere is getting dangerous here.
frans were asking me wana go countdown a not during national day. SIAO man. i can imagine the packness, the ur buttock touch my buttock, my buttock touch ur buttock scenario. i very conservative one loh~

...

k guess no one blives that. but i have always been a sheep in wolf's clothing.

Definition of Sheep in wolf's clothing: Looks like a bad guy but actually is a kind hearted fellow inside.

wahahahaha y no one believe me. saddening~~ k stop bloggging liao. my blog today looks sucky..

did something reallly amazing for the first time in my life. i read finish a chinese novel. its the type where the words are very chim and fucking packed together, where u need to read from top to bottom, right to left that kind. yes, its that type. and its a total of 300 pages.

so of course to be able to read this type of books, you have to be intellectually equipped with fucking-the-not-bad chinese. thanks to my 18 years of reading porno filled chinese comics interesting biologically educated chinese related stories, my chinese standard was at least there la. there as in not too bad, not too the lousy.

oh by the way did i told you i really very the fucking hate chinese who cant speak chinese? its like being a fucking mother hen and u cant fucking lay a single fucking egg. then have you ever fucking wonder why you are fucking born as a hen???

learn to lay some fucking eggs please~!

that is, in kind words, if you are a yellow skin human reading my blog now, and realise the blog is actually more or less describing you, start picking up a Pri 1 Chinese Story Book and try to start learning now. anyway back to main topic. so wat story actually interest me so much as to for the first time in my life, let me pick it up and read?

the story chinese name is called Wo Bei Pa Pa Mai Le (I got sold by my father)

english name is A Promise to Nadia.

bcoz the story was translated form english, all the names were directly translated too. but lucky i am intellectually equipped with fucking-the-not-bad chinese, so it did not took me long to realise that names like MO HA MO TE is actually Mohammed or SHU SHA NA is actually Susanna. fucking the not bad right my chinese?

anyway the story is about in 1980s, this girl Zana, then 15 years old, together with her 14 years old sister, Nadia, got sold to Yemen (A republic on the southwestern shores of the Arabian Peninsula on the Indian Ocean) by her Arabian father. her mother was English. they were sold there as "wives" to their unknown husbands. the life they lead there was terrible. it shows how unfair the women were treated there. when i read the story, i really realise how dominating the guys there are. anyway , Zana finally managed to escape in 1990s. but she had to leave behind her son and sister Nadia due to some political issues. until now 2005, she is still forever fighting for the right for her sister to come home, to Britain where their home is.

i did a web search just now and realise how popular her story was. and it so called spark my interest to read up more. can check out this link A Promise to Nadia. hmm, now i realise how come some cultures require the women to cover themselves from head to toe, even their face. its bcoz the husbands doesnt like the women to be seen by other men. poor thing. highly recommend this book to people who like touching stories.

but of course choose the english version ones if you are not intellectually equipped with fucking-the-not-bad chinese.

hope the sister and her son can come back soon.

almost forgotten i have a blog these few days. finally the busy month is over, now its time for some relaxation before i go to thailand for Exercise: Pray I do not drown my boat.

Exercise: Pray I do not drown my boat is a secret mission. Exercise: Pray I do not drown my boat is a normal Exercise which i go to thailand to train for a month to evaluate where our standard is. Exercise: Pray I do not drown my boat is basically and ultimately an exercise which i have no choice but to go and i pray i do not drown my boat.

and also sadly, i wont be able to celebrate my bday in Singapore. for the 1st time in 22 years, i have to celebrate my bday in a foreign country where the only native language that i know how to say is Sa-Wa-Ti-Ka. oh ya, not to forget the universal hand sign which i learnt since 4.

yes, its just saying hello using my middle finger.

don really feel like gg there. just hear them speaking of the area there i sianz half. but sadly, no choice. i am born with a dick so have to go army or not they put me in Changi Cage.
but nonetheless, i am really proud and honoured to be in the army. i am proud to be Singaporean.

k, i am actually honestly quite proud to be Singaporean lah. considering the living conditions of other areas, the whole thing is actually a simple multiple choice. u just have to choose one. when u cant decide which one to choose, you just have to use the minus-away method where u eliminate the choices which you think is a definite no-no. so in the end tink only left Singapore.

anyway, i love Singapore~