:: bachelor's notepad. ::

:: Friday, December 31, 2004 ::

it's the beginning of the end of the year.

one random thought. since ruben studdard has been such a flop, i wonder if he'll redo sorry 2004 and rename it sorry 2005 to get another hit based on one single.

wellllll.

blog more tomorrow.

78 days to ord.

:: kiathy. 1:04 am [+] ::
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well. it's finally all over and hey 2004 has flown by. just like 2003. and so like. christmas is over.

christmas to me is all about carolling, carolling and more carolling. and perhaps trying to be santa this year. i started out initially telling myself not to bother writing cards anymore since the bulk of those i've written over the years have been done under the eyes of those the cards were intended for. but then i decided to buy christmas presents for maybe one or two people. and so i felt it wouldn't be very nice if i didn't get my good friends some presents as well. in the end i bought presents for most of the people around me. even if i do see them only 3 times a year.

as for those who didn't receive anything but a hearty merry christmas from me, i'm sorry but then like love muffins said, i can't really afford to buy a present for a whole clique of friends when i decide to buy one for someone within the clique. so i hope all can be forgiven and maybe if i up my annual income from < $5,000 to > $30,000 next year, i'll be santa to everyone.

and so i tried to get personalised presents for the people around me. i've realised that it's much easier shopping for girls cos they REALLY tell you what they want. and like realistic affordable presents like photo frames or dvds. not like guys who either go 'no need lah' 'anything lah' 'i want a bmw z4'. so to the guys who got generalised items from me.. tell me something proper you want next time lah.

so as it turned out, i hope everyone's happy with their presents.. even though i didn't write any card this year.

as usual we had the reunion carolling finale on xmas day this year. i always felt it was kinda more like chinese new year than merry christmas, the way we go about greeting long lost friends/seniors/juniors. like the relatives you meet once a year u know. i guess it was really. happy. for me lah. i felt good seeing and wishing everyone merry christmas!

and i actually conducted some sessions for christmas carolling. well thanks to all who gave me the chance to, even though it feels like a sabo for some of those who're really sick of conducting, i think i enjoyed it more than ever lah. cos like wah lau those old people actually bothered to follow me and so it's really nice to conduct these zai singers.

ok i realise this post is damn un-chronologically ordered. but i really have damn lots of random thoughts lah.

next i have to thank whoever gave me christmas cards and whoever gave me presents! especially the super duper unexpected trash talking teddy bear from dawn and michael. it's really damn trash talking and i really love it. the trash talking part i mean. not the teddy bear part.

to those i received cards from, i hope i didn't lose any card of yours. but well to the unexpected card givers who probably don't bump around here, thanks a million.

and so christmas has come and gone. in about 5 or 6 days, in jc speak, i'll be a year 5. in less than 3 months, i'll be a civilian again. and in about 8 months, i'll be a student again. how time flies. i'm loving every moment of it.

but i'm actually getting withdrawal symptoms of staying home now. i was home everyday for 3 weeks after my operation. then came carolling. then now i'm home again.

well. i really don't recall anything that's happened this year that i'd change. i am so positive.

and early days for my new year 2005 resolutions.

1. look better/fitter.
2. trash talk alot less.
3. maybe maybe. pick up conducting.
4. find a lover. hahahaha. or find some lovers. : ) .
5. find a wife.
6. commit adultery.
7. don't get caught.

haha ok pieces of shit. more random thoughts then more posts lah.

:: kiathy. 2:25 pm [+] ::
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merry christmas everybody. hope yr christmas day went as well as. well everybody else's.

:: kiathy. 11:57 pm [+] ::
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i think.

tis' a drab christmas two thousand and four.

everything's waiting to thaw.

:: kiathy. 1:53 am [+] ::
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funky christmas card! 

:: kiathy. 1:29 am [+] ::
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i've been using a dumb phone since my other phone's been spoilt. and this dumb phone is everything i do not wanna be.

ugly. fat. scarred. dysfunctional. lousy. boring. irritating.

:: kiathy. 1:36 am [+] ::
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cool site.

:: kiathy. 1:30 am [+] ::
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everywhere you see, alexaner the grate is getting slammed.

The Northwest Herald warns that the flick "often seems a couple of heartbeats away from turning into a gay porno film."

read more about it here.

i just caught phantom of the opera the movie. i've never heard the original musical before, but i have to say that this phantom was really 2 hours and 15 mins of mostly bad phantom singing.

:: kiathy. 2:46 am [+] ::
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oh well. there really isn't much to blog about. but well i'm up waiting for a football match that features a team that i do not favour much. i don't know why. (don't know why i'm not, i know why i don't favour them much.)

i caught the bridget jones' sequel recently. alright like yesterday. it was not bad. i didn't catch the first film so i didn't really get the history between the characters. but bridget is real pudgy. like fat with the double chin and all. i actually think she looks alright with the rosy cheeks but the double chin really does shit to her look.

well at the end of the day the moral of the story is to accept your partner, even ounce of flab on him/her.

:: kiathy. 2:04 am [+] ::
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an example of racial harmony in singapore..

we have chinese pm, indian president, malay idol, eurasian beauty queen nmp

who can beat that?

:: kiathy. 2:09 am [+] ::
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a little extract from a very very old song that's been stuck in my head for years. this is from So Little Time by Arkanas.

So little time so much to do,
I'd rather spend my days with you,
So little time so much to do,
I'd like to spend more days with you,
And if that day is not enough,
Maybe we can stay in touch,
But i'm not making plans for tomorrow,
For tomorrow never comes.

i'll sing it to anyone who wants to know the tune!

:: kiathy. 1:59 am [+] ::
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'then let the fucking lift drop down meh'

and with that, my 20 years of never ever coming close to swearing in front of my parents came to an abrupt end. i simply blurted that out when responding to my brother while we were in the elevator. i mean i don't even swear in front of my brother.

gee whiz.

strike one.

:: kiathy. 11:51 pm [+] ::
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ehh erm. my blog post was not anything like what ahtong thinks.

here's what she thought.

[22:48:28] (?????) joyciyoko says:
oh dear what happened to u
[22:48:32] (?????) joyciyoko says:
which girl did u drive away

NOTHING OF THAT SORT LAH.

:: kiathy. 10:57 pm [+] ::
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i know i've ranted about this a million times and i should count my blessings instead of cursing and swearing while others are slogging it out as real soldiers to defend our soil. here i am on mc and not working for another month and still i rant and rave. but let me break my vulgarities censure and let it out.

fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk i really fucking hate the fucking army.

alright i feel better already.

in case any gahmen spy stumbles upon my blog. i'm just expressing what i felt on impulse. there's really no rhyme or reason to it. serious. and if you really thought i meant it, then you've gotta arrest the fourskin dudes who made the terrific F**k the army, make love, not war tee shirt that i didn't manage to get my hands on cos i thought they weren't that cool. but oh i'd love to get one now.

so anyway i say to the gahmen spies out there. nothing more to say.

:: kiathy. 8:30 pm [+] ::
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who is the real you? it's a question we just can't answer. well i can't anyway. i don't think there's really a huge difference between the real and unreal me, if there's ever such a term.

sighh.

they just come and go. they go because i make them go and they come because i want them to. here there's a difference between make and want.

what i say is not necessarily what i mean.

hey weikiat. look into your very own bachelor's notepad to catch a hint.

random mumblings of a diseased mind.

:: kiathy. 8:21 pm [+] ::
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dear everybody who's ever gotten a christmas card from me. there will be no christmas cards this year!

end of message.

:: kiathy. 5:02 pm [+] ::
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so i've found out that thinking about food digesting will not cause weight loss, more like stomach burn instead.

i told myself that i'd start losing weight once i removed my cast. like i totally believe in miracles cos i seriously thought that i'd simply start losing weight without doing anything to my lifestyle right after removing my cast. it's just like another of my miraculous dreams, one that goes 'i will be rich when i get out of the army next year.' firstly, i have no plans as to how to make it rich. 2ndly, i thought that my bank account would simply increase in numerals just because i'm out of the army with its pathetic pay. 3rdly, i really didn't think i needed to do anything more, i simply thought 'wow i'll be kinda rich next year' but i never found out why. i have a feeling it's going to be the lottery draw with the biggest pay out that'll help me.

so back to dieting. yes so i actually thought maybe i'd diet! but i had satay yesterday, and satay again today. and satay today was after a meal only 2 hours before. after satay there was a huge dessert which thankfully scavenger dawn helped with. couple that with my sore ankle that hinders me from competing with anybody for the last seat on the train, and i suddenly feel inspired to try out tummy trim, this cool funky diet pill thing that claims 2 pills burns more calories than doing 300 abdominal sit up! and it has the nice tummy of a local artiste flaunting it. hahaha.

damn i'm fat.

:: kiathy. 1:20 am [+] ::
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excerpt from a review on this book favoured to win the bad sex award..

"When Charlotte gets drunk for the first time, Wolfe seems to be egging her on, hitching up her skirt, his prose apparently mesmerised by her legs. For Charlotte - and her creator - student groping is best understood as an anatomy lesson. Her grim date moves his hand, 'first along the side, down to her ilial crest, and up to her armpit and then more toward her abdomen down to the gully that ran from her ilial crest to her crotch'. Her ilial crest?

When the deed itself occurs, after 480 pages of foreplay, it is executed with all of Wolfe's repetitive grotesquery - 'rut rut rut rut rut her body shook shook shook shook and bounced bounced bounced bounced' and so on on on on. And all the while Wolfe's authorial voice does not quite seem sure whether it wants to be inside Charlotte's head or somewhere in the vicinity of her 'mons pubis'. A mind-body problem of his own. Thereafter, Wolfe seems aware that his comic hyperbole does not sit comfortably with Charlotte's sordid sexual betrayal, and he appears to want to collapse his comic bag of tricks in order to identify with the primness and disgust of his heroine: I am Charlotte Simmons. In that attempt lies his book's failure."

:: kiathy. 1:13 am [+] ::
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geylang tint of light. 

:: kiathy. 11:20 pm [+] ::
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hello friends. your favourite new fat beng is here. 

:: kiathy. 11:19 pm [+] ::
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2 - 1 to man u. and we're thru to the next round of the euro cup. i'd b etter catch some sleep. zzz.

:: kiathy. 6:39 am [+] ::
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Your estimated Service Balance is 117*.
Your projected ORD date is 19-Mar-2005*.
This record is updated on 22-Nov-2004.

wa hoo.

:: kiathy. 8:59 pm [+] ::
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i was so fat in primary 4 at the age of 10 that i did 6 sit ups in a minute for my napfa test.

i think i have improved. now i can do 10 in a minute.

:: kiathy. 8:54 pm [+] ::
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home confinement ends tomorrow!

:: kiathy. 10:46 pm [+] ::
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my kind of girl. i'm so going to be a bachelor lah. 

:: kiathy. 12:26 am [+] ::
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oh. and EVELYN was the one who introduced me the boobies naming thing. it wasn't me.

:: kiathy. 11:56 pm [+] ::
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hrm. normal sexuality has prevailed. olinda cho is out of singapore idol.

:: kiathy. 11:52 pm [+] ::
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alright removed the assy tag-board which wasn't loading very well and thus killing my blog.

who needs tag boards anyway when yr comments box can flood to 35.

:: kiathy. 3:18 pm [+] ::
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somewhere back in time. well last year actually. on this day. this was what i said.

"and now's the time for blogpost #3. i feel so ripped off by singnet broadband, who got me to purchase an ethernet modem with a topup of $38 because 'if you wanna do routing/wireless surely need this'. and guess what? i have no ethernet port, and probably wireless can't be done by this ethernet router anyway. f up. but anyway i'm calling them to complain. ripped off.

3/4s of today was spent in anxiety and asking why things turn out the way they do, and cursing and swearing at something wishing it'd leave me alone. but wishing and hoping aren't gonna change things.

anyway. i now have a webcam. cool huh. alrites. that's all for now. see. matrix revolutions sucked, so does the end of my trilogy. ta da."

well i don't know what i was fretting over for 3/4 of the day. i guess i've gotta blog more comprehensively now so i don't get irritated when i try to recall what i was blogging about.

haha kinda bored at 5 mins to 4 am. so there.

:: kiathy. 3:53 am [+] ::
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somewhere back in time. well last year actually. on this day. this was what i said.

"and now's the time for blogpost #3. i feel so ripped off by singnet broadband, who got me to purchase an ethernet modem with a topup of $38 because 'if you wanna do routing/wireless surely need this'. and guess what? i have no ethernet port, and probably wireless can't be done by this ethernet router anyway. f up. but anyway i'm calling them to complain. ripped off.

3/4s of today was spent in anxiety and asking why things turn out the way they do, and cursing and swearing at something wishing it'd leave me alone. but wishing and hoping aren't gonna change things.

anyway. i now have a webcam. cool huh. alrites. that's all for now. see. matrix revolutions sucked, so does the end of my trilogy. ta da."

well i don't know what i was fretting over for 3/4 of the day. i guess i've gotta blog more comprehensively now so i don't get irritated when i try to recall what i was blogging about.

haha kinda bored at 6 mins to 4 am. so there.

:: kiathy. 3:53 am [+] ::
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betty & veronica. 

:: kiathy. 3:10 am [+] ::
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Your Boobies' Names Are: Betty and Veronica

Get your own Boobie Names

:: kiathy. 3:04 am [+] ::
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hey kids. it's the time of the year again!

listen to radio rudolph to feel the x'mas cheer!

:: kiathy. 11:45 pm [+] ::
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wisdom tooth. wisdom teeth.

:: kiathy. 6:03 pm [+] ::
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hey kids. buy this cd if it hits our shores!

it's the same old song, but with new stars - and a bit less chaos <-- CLICKME.

Do They Know It's Christmas?

Band Aid

It's Christmas time, and there's no need to be afraid

At Christmas time, we let in light and we banish shade

And in our world of plenty, we can spread a smile of joy

Throw your arms around the world at Christmas time



But say a prayer and pray for the other ones

At Christmas time, it's hard, but when your having fun

There's a world outside your window

And it's a world of dread and fear

And the only water flowing is the bitter sting of tears

And the Christmas bells that ring there

Are the clanging chimes of doom

Well tonight thank God it's them instead of you



And there won't be snow in Africa this Christmas time

The greatest gift they'll get this year is life

Where nothing ever grows, no rain or rivers flow

Do they know it's Christmas time at all



Here's to you, raise your glass for everyone

Here's to them underneath that burning sun

Do they know it's Christmas time at all



Feed the world, let them know it's Christmas time

Feed the world, let them know it's Christmas time

Feed the world, let them know it's Christmas time

Feed the world, let them know it's Christmas time

:: kiathy. 5:55 pm [+] ::
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i guess, thanks to jiahui, i dreamt that i extracted my wisdom teeth last night. like all 4 of them. with GA. and with no swelling after that. funny thing was, i did the extraction right after my ankle surgery..like i returned to the ward and asked the nurse whether i could do my wisdom tooth too, since i was still kinda drugged. and she actually said something like, "yes of course! why didn't you tell us earlier!" so she moved me into the operating place again and i fell asleep again and i woke up with my wisdom teeth gone.

:: kiathy. 4:43 pm [+] ::
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how bored.

i've been surfing around aimlessly for quite awhile, visiting everyone's un-updated blogs. so since there wasn't anything interesting/new to read, i've decided to blog instead.

:: kiathy. 10:11 pm [+] ::
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i wrote it!! 

:: kiathy. 10:21 pm [+] ::
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i got motion sickness playing Halo. (i just started on the xbox today.)

dare i try Halo 2? gee.

:: kiathy. 1:48 am [+] ::
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well actually today i feel like blogging alot. i'm in the comfort of my bed which gives me pimples but well it doesn't bother me one bit hahaha.

i'd like to think we had a good day today. even though it seems more like MY reunion rather than ros's birthday treat. cos i spoke so much. as usual. and cos i was supposedly the one who suggested (some say dictated) where to eat. well we had indonesian food at rice table. it's a really nice concept actually, a pity i couldn't take the prawns and cuttlefish and whatever seafood besides fish. so i had alot of chicken. and i honestly still don't feel full of chicken. well anyway i was out with my cast-ed leg and walking slowly and everything holding my crutch which was more of a hindrance than a help cos i simply don't know how to use it to support myself.

okay enough about myself.

lets talk about normal people instead. today is deepavali. happy deepavali everybody.

well last night i woke up to wash my hair at like 2.30 am cos it was so itchy and i couldn't get to sleep. i hope i haven't gotten head lice.

now my leg is itching. but i can't read under my cast to scratch it. if i can't sleep tonight cos of the itch i'll simply have to blog forever. but then bed time's not up yet.

okay enough about myself already.

:: kiathy. 1:10 am [+] ::
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43 days to x'mas kids!

well i've never been a christian nor a catholic but i've always had a soft spot for christmas for the past 6 years. that was when i started carolling with vjchoir. well yups it's been 6 years now, back when i was 15 and now i'm 20 and it's my 6th year carolling. i hope my counting is correct. anyway i've moved on to older/other things but i'm still actively carolling cos we're all one big family yea.

well i definitely don't do it for the money cos we don't get any direct payments in moolah. and not becos i believe so much in the spirit of christmas but well it's just nice to entertain the festive crowds with a song or two. and of course some over enthusiastic kids who come to watch their conductors sing. everyone seems to be nicer as we approach x'mas, with the spirit of giving and sharing and everything. yups. simple bonding and everything and the rainy weather makes december almost perfect.

december's the time to fall in love too. not for me of course. : ) . or else the bachelor's notepad you're reading will cease to exist.

:: kiathy. 1:04 am [+] ::
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hmm. the perfect girl will be abit of everybody's good (in my eyes) and none of what is bad (in my eyes).

:: kiathy. 11:45 pm [+] ::
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ugliest sandal EVER. 

:: kiathy. 11:16 pm [+] ::
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i have to blog!! well now that that's out of my system, just realised how true it was when someone mentioned that we're losing our privacy in these times when we're fighting terrorism. basically our pro active government has decided to install nifty cameras which say 'you are being watched on cctv' and increase the presence of security guards. well at where? nah not at food courts stupid, but in schools. so all public schs now will be caught on camera to what. prevent terrorist strikes? well that's kinda dumb considering a student could wear his school uniform, bring a bomb in his bag into the school that he hates and like just blast the whole place down. of course having a cctv there to show us the whole sequence of events will help us prevent the bomb. and what use is a cctv when people really go storming in with guys.

well the only positive thing, as in only sure thing, not positve as in non-negative, i know is that we're really slowly losing our privacy! where will the make-out spots be now when even schools are video-taped?! how'd we know whether any voyeur will make lewd recordings and post them online on a blog like this. hmm. sucky.

:: kiathy. 5:15 pm [+] ::
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well it's affirmative. nobody blogs about me. haha. i just did my voyeur thing again. well if u want to do the same, just type into google's search bar and hit return and viola u're a voyeur just like me. i did a search for wei kiat and most of it was either my blog or some other guy's blog. totally un-interesting.

but i stumbled upon others' blogs and i wonder like. how can someone be born in 1990?! i was 6 by then. i mean not very old, but the idea that someone can be born in the 90s is pretty scary. and virgin radio's playing gravity by embrace again. for the 2nd time i've heard it already within 4 hours. but no complaints anyway cos i love their songs.

today marks one week that my foot's been cut up and worked on. and i still cannot straighten my knee fully cos the foot still feels like it's tearing apart anytime and blood will spill out and all. tomorrow i will finally get my cast. and maybe see whether the wound's opened up. well 1 week down, 5 more to go..hopefully.

:: kiathy. 1:14 am [+] ::
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oops. i woke up ahead of schedule today. 12 pm. and i'm still awake at 2.25 am. shucks!! tomorrow i shall sleep until 4 pm.

:: kiathy. 2:25 am [+] ::
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ah. here is my simple routine that i live by.

(timings are bound to change)

2 pm - wake up.
2.10 - brush teeth
2.15 - saunter/swing to the kitchen to check out lunch/dinner.
2.18 - have some breakfast and read the papers until 3ish.
3ish - plonk myself on my bed in front of the com. start hoping for people to msg me on msn.
4ish - nap if i'm sleepy again. if not proceed to continue hoping that someone, anyone, will msg and will have a decent conversation revolving around my leg, my moustache, my goatee, and my little routine.
4 - 5ish - ps 2/dvd if i don't sleep. until 7ish.
8 pm - espn sportscenter. bathe.
9+ pm - dinner.
10 pm - computer/bed again. + reading the newpaper/books.
2 am - asleep.

WOW. INTERESTING EH. but honestly i haven't been snacking alot. really. cos it's so damn troublesome to get from my bed to the fridge and then i have to snack THERE cos i can't move any food with both hands needed for my crutches, spoils the enjoyment so i'd rather pass.

oh anyway thanks for uncle jimbo for introducing me to snow patrol i absolutely love them. and to virgin radio, they never play bad music! but the problem with british stations, as i discovered in brunei, is that they have a really really limited playlist. you hear the same songs even within the hour!

:: kiathy. 1:29 am [+] ::
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funny. but laggy.

:: kiathy. 1:30 am [+] ::
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alright here's my first post after the operation. i have to say i've been coping rather well. like right after the op, all i felt was COLD. i mean yea i was drowsy for the first 2 mins when i kept mumbling 'cold cold' and 'so how's my leg' and the nurses couldn't answer me. they gave me this heater thing akin to your hair dryers that i requested to put beneath my blanket cos i was freaking trembling in the recovery room. but no they said i couldn't do that. oh heck it i put it right on my stomach anyway. the trembling was causing my leg to move and that caused most of the pain i guess.

but well after the GA wore off i was kinda sober and awake and very talkative. maybe still a little delirious as i referred to ah zhan as my mother, but well i was talkin so much to my friends who visited - gary, gerald, zhan yuin - that i didn't feel i'd gone thru an operation. and i had a good appetite too. i think SGH's weight gain programme is SURE TO WORK.

i got discharged the next day. i mean it was kinda shocking cos i was still in pain. yup the pain was bad after my friends left..i only managed to get to sleep after a jab. well the nurse was shocked that i had to look at the needle invade my skin. i mean, i dun wanna feel a sudden prick and jump yea. i'd rather be prepared to see it go in and like oo there it is.

here i am at home. on my 2nd day of mc. well my leg hasn't been cast yet, probably gonna get cast next week when i visit my specialist for a follow-up. well my boss is a bitch. he simply doesn't get the fact that hey i went for freaking SURGERY and will be immobile for 2 months. i mean what kind of affection he giving when the first sms i got was 'so how? you on mc?' like W T F. DUH. oh well that left me feeling pretty happy that i didn't bother to do my job too well before i left. i mean. why feel bad for those heartless bastards.

so here i am. blogging away. i'm feeling good. no depression. just kinda troublesome to move around and i can't really stretch my leg fully cos the skin at my ankle feels like it's tearing whenever i stretch my leg too much. but i'm afraid if i dun stretch my knee ligament might go too. shucks.

:: kiathy. 2:33 pm [+] ::
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i'm baack. 

:: kiathy. 2:13 pm [+] ::
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those were the days too.. 

Labels: Photos.

:: kiathy. 11:59 pm [+] ::
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those were the days.. 

Labels: Photos.

:: kiathy. 11:59 pm [+] ::
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to say that i'm facing my mortality now will be a tad too extreme. or alright it's many tad-s too extreme. there're many others that've gone thru far worse than what i'm gonna go thru tomorrow. i mean. a 1/2 hour surgery to cure a minor problem? pui. 6 weeks cast? pui. 2 mths of rehab? pui. there must have been thousands of people that've gone thru worse.

but yet i must say i'm afraid. namely for a number of reasons.
reason #1: i fear not waking up.
reason #2: i fear losing the leg.
reason #3: i fear the pain/hassle of not having my left leg for up to 2 months.
reason #4: I FREAKING FEAR THE IV.

i simply do not enjoy anything foreign on my body, much less IN it. so to say that IV is nothing is really bullshit to my hum ji ears. and well although the reasons above might be kinda morbid and paranoid, they're still valid enough to fear yea.

so it is this sunday that i do really have feelings for what's coming up tomorrow. i haven't thought about it for the past 6 weeks or so since i've confirmed the surgery, and for a good analogy for me it's just like my examination preparations. i'll mug and mug and mug without any mere thought of what awaits me at the end of the mugging. it's always on the day of the paper that i see the exam script right in front of me and i go 'oh bummer!'. that's simply what i'm feeling now.

and anyway i'm going to have to fast. but it's from 3 am. i'll definitely be asleep.

oo this is so exciting.

but anyway ANYBODY is welcome to visit me at home after i'm discharged on tuesday. well it's tuesday if i don't develop a fever anyway. i'll be home alot with my potato chips around me. + my pillow/blanket/toothbrush cos i'm not intending to move my ass anywhere except to shit. i'm on this massive weight gain programme i signed up for with SGH. gain 10 kg in the next 2 months or your money back!

aiy aiy aiy. :|.

:: kiathy. 10:06 pm [+] ::
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de-lovely.

nice little show. the love linda porter showered on her husband, cole porter, was like, woah. considering he's homosexual, i seriously can't see how love can bring u so far as to accept yr husband sleeps around with other men outside and not with you every night.

:: kiathy. 9:54 pm [+] ::
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Title: a boyband song

Verse
E
i know it was so true,
B
that i can't look at you.
C#m
can't bring myself to hide,
A
the feeling deep inside.

i know it was so true,
but i can't say to you.
the words that sound so right
yet just not for tonight

Chorus/Bridge
C#m
oh what has the sun got to say
A
if i took the moon away
C#m
oh what am i to do
A
if the same falls upon me too

Verse
i wished that i could fall
so deeply in love with you
hoping it was all
you needed from me too

you smiled you grinned you laughed
as if i were the one
and here i am for you
yet embrace me you would not do

Chorus/Bridge
C#m
oh what has the sun got to say
A
if i took the moon away
C#m
oh what am i to do
A
now that the same falls upon me too

:: kiathy. 1:12 am [+] ::
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reasons
for me to write this tune
no sex no drugs no booze
just clean good ol' you.

:: kiathy. 1:01 am [+] ::
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hello my friends. lets have a gathering this weekend. really. can we go out before my op?!

:: kiathy. 11:07 pm [+] ::
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alright i'm still in camp. it's 6 pm. this is sucky. well i'm here cos some guys r supposed to be fogging the area and i'm here to get fogged too. nah they're fogging the whole camp cos there've been 2 dengue cases this week. but it's kinda dumb..

they just fogged the area next to mine. and so all those mosquitos are now flying around visibly around my block. and the foggers don't seem to be coming anytime soon. in no time i guess i'll be getting bitten. isn't this suidical?!

ok so this post shall be in chrono order.

yesterday i was roaming borders alone looking out for books to occupy me during my long term lay-off. sounds kinda like retrenchment but no i'll still get paid the princely sum of $560 per month, before deductions for organisations i'm funding unknowingly, like the Singapore Armed Forces Sports Association which i have NO PART TO PLAY AT. oh well the saf's a bitch.

but anyway, i just realised that hey the books there are all..about death. and crime. and thrillers. and death again. it seems like all/most of the bestselling books are about crimes and someone trying to kill someone else and there's always a conspiracy involved. so what happened to books like curious incident of the dog in the night time? okay i guess that book has mega influenced what i want to read. i wanna read another book just like that! no deaths. ok only the dog died. but it's just plain good entertainment without any agents, guns or conspiracy theories.

take for example, the da vinci code by dan brown. alright yea i loved the book it's cool. but who's involved? police. guns. yadayadayada.
and so all other dan brown books are in the same vein. true there's always some mystery there. but what do they involve too? agents. guns. police. sigh.

and we go on to..tom clancy. what's it involve? rainbow six, cia, fbi, and whatever top spy agencies u can find. that's what put me off his books cos it was just war and guns and fighting all the way.

nah i'm not becoming a wuss and starting to read the joy luck club or guides to shopping. but seriously it's kinda limited. i like john grisham though.

any good recommendations for entertaining books without death? no inspiration ones please i'm too easily inspired and too quickly deflated. makes me a good conductor of inspiration i guess.

oh p.s. there's this fab version of the da vinci code just released, it's an illustrated book. like u can see the places as dan brown describes it in the book. awesome!

:: kiathy. 5:59 pm [+] ::
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arsenal? they lost at old trafford.

oh yea. and old trafford's manchester united's home ground.

:: kiathy. 1:07 am [+] ::
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well another week's over. just about a month ago i thought 'hey 4 weeks to my operation that's kinda soon.' but honestly? it hasn't been very soon. it's still nearly a week to go.

well there's this check up tomorrow to prepare for my op. probably to see whether my body can take the drugs they're feeding into my blood stream.

but well it's a very minor op. and i really should be posting this next sunday instead. alright so next sunday it shall be.

:: kiathy. 5:25 pm [+] ::
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extracts from my conversation on msn with keeming aka xiaoming..

aye sky captain! : ME.
Countdown :6 hours to the BIG game ! - xiaoming.

aye sky captain! says:
WHO'RE U DATING!
Countdown :6 hours to the BIG game ! says:
ah zhan
Countdown :6 hours to the BIG game ! says:
hahahahah
Countdown :6 hours to the BIG game ! says:
i heard u all keep teasing her sia tat tim when she ask can play soccer or not
Countdown :6 hours to the BIG game ! says:
u all win liao lor
Countdown :6 hours to the BIG game ! says:
in the end she dont dare to come
aye sky captain! says:
u want her to coem i ask her next week lor
aye sky captain! says:
haha
Countdown :6 hours to the BIG game ! says:
hahahh can can
Countdown :6 hours to the BIG game ! says:
she can be keeper
aye sky captain! says:
haha okayy
aye sky captain! says:
i'll pass this msg to her

oh mandy..hahaha.

:: kiathy. 5:07 pm [+] ::
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What a mouthful! A devotee to the Chinese shrine of Jui Tui in Phuket, Thailand, has his face pierced with kitchen knives, as part of the annual Vegetarian Festival on Wednesday. The nine-day festival begins on the first evening of the ninth lunar month. Devotees pierce their bodies in order to shift evil spirits from others onto themselves. -- AP
 

:: kiathy. 3:45 am [+] ::
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WAH KAO.

:: kiathy. 7:31 pm [+] ::
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amusing lines from the land of irc.

i'm too bored lah.

1. hi any guys here wif cam and looking for help, pls msg me... i am a male here.. army guys and students welcome

2. any gals want to go swimming tonight at bukit timah at 7pm or 8pm plz msg me now thanks..................................................


3. anyone wan to chat? i mean anyone. No discriminations

4. any gals wanna chat if u are bored u can find shinobi man..

:: kiathy. 4:50 pm [+] ::
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How to make a wei kiat

Ingredients: 5 parts pride 1 part self-sufficiency 3 parts leadership

Method: Combine in a tall glass half filled with crushed ice. Serve with a slice of curiosity and a pinch of salt. Yum!

Username:

Personality cocktail
From Go-Quiz.com

:: kiathy. 4:05 pm [+] ::
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here i am. online and reading blogs. most of which aren't updated. and going to vc's forum hoping for some updates for me to read. and feeling really bored. i'm simply not entertained by television. and i don't read at home, only the newspapers.

well i eat alot though. i'm preparing potato salad actually.

oh bummers. in another week and a half. i guess i'll crumble.

:: kiathy. 3:27 pm [+] ::
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and here's a debate which has been going on for a long time..

spee or spy?

if happy is pronounced as such, happee. then shouldn't spy be pronounced as spee?

however, we could work it out the other way around. if spy is pronounced as 'spy' as in the normal way, lets name it 'spai'. then won't happy be pronounced as happai. which sounds absolutely british and absolutely correct. oh i'm so chuffed i'm not a yob.

so is this spee or spai or happee or happai now.

:: kiathy. 8:42 am [+] ::
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alright alrightttttttttt. it's like. monday now. and it's monday 8.37 am oct 18 2004. blogger has this 'change time & date' thing below this box. why'd i wanna change the time and date. maybe to create alibis when i commit some bad thing like a crime.

so anyway since reading my friend ahtong's blog, i feel inspired to write about my saturday too. but then there's just a problem. our saturdays were kinda parallel to each other!

so this i shall say. the vjc open house was quite a letdown in terms of crowd, can't comment much on others since i wasn't there early. and YES i didn't do mass dance damn proud of myself. i simply gave up after realising that it sucked to sweat under the hot hot sun. ;O.

:: kiathy. 8:36 am [+] ::
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i figured out something today. as in i finally put it into words.

i've realised that what works for me, in my mind, works for others. and thus the converse is true. what does not work for me, does not work for others.

but that's MY personal opinion. so here's an example i told my friend ahtong today.

what does not work for me. liking someone i don't deem attractive.
what i think will not work for others will thus be 'liking someone that isn't attractive, i.e. ME, '

and i simply cannot accept the fact that that might not be true.

i think i have a psychological problem.

:: kiathy. 8:45 pm [+] ::
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now! 

:: kiathy. 10:06 pm [+] ::
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now..4 mths back. 

:: kiathy. 9:44 pm [+] ::
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back then..

GUESS WHO?! hahahahaha.

:: kiathy. 9:32 pm [+] ::
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ok got ALTERNATIVE plan for saturday!

play soccer from 11 to 1 then go vj. haha.

:: kiathy. 9:13 am [+] ::
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oh ya. programme for this saturday!

at 10+ am. ok early 10 odd am, we will head down to east coast park to rollerblade.

after that we shall head for lunch. maybe some tung lok buffet at east coast.

by 1.30 we shall reach vjc for the vjc open house.

fun filled activities for the day.

healthy people will join us at 10 am for some exercise (especially after rice table on friday).

lazy people will join us at around 12 pm for lunch.

lazy but diet-conscious will join us at vjc at 1.30

total lazy bums and people who hate me will ignore this post.

:: kiathy. 3:57 am [+] ::
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i wonder how much of my life i've lost by taking in 2nd-hand smoke.

but i don't understand. as in i've never asked smokers this stupid question but the problem with 2nd hand smoke for US is that we take it in and dun exhale it. but how come smokers get to smoke and exhale? and thus produce this 2nd hand smoke for us. hmm. food for thought!

and honestly. i guess one can't really quantify (is there such a term) that 2nd hand smoke shortens yr life. cos in the first place, you never know how long yr life expectancy is. yadayada an avg person will live till blahblah. but that average person might not be you. it simply baffles me when chain smokers (those ah peks) can live till 80 while we wail and curse smoking when someone who smokes dies at maybe 40? and look at dennis foo mr devil's bar. i bet he has enough 2nd hand smoke in him to fill up his pub, and yet he's still alive. and i figure he's rather old. well he looks rather old anyway. maybe 50 odd or 60 rite. so will he drop dead and die soon? we'll never know until we find out!

oh on a lighter note. i saw cassandra see just now. and this other actress who's much prettier than her. they left in her mercedes slk. vroom vroom. 3 girls and 2 ang moh guys. orgy time perhaps.

:: kiathy. 3:50 am [+] ::
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i'd like to change my blog address to fatkiat.blogspot.com

but i haven't figured out how to do it properly. as in i wanna leave this place intact and end it with this post here, and migrate everything here to fatkiat.blogspot.com and continue from there. how huh how how how.

obviously i can just rename this blog fatkiat.blogspot.com but then orangecow.blogspot.com would then cease to exist at all. and copying and pasting the template over doesn't work either. sucky.

orangecow is simply too androgynous and, may i admit it, childish.

:: kiathy. 9:06 am [+] ::
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well on initial thoughts i wanted to begin like this.

'been so busy lately that i've forgotten to count down to x'mas.' well but that's simply wishful thinking on my part, cos i really haven't been busy at all. i just caught a dumb show yesterday though. the ladykiller. it starred tom hanks, which i guess was the saving grace of the movie, even though he had a really bad snigger that went *heh heh heh heh heh heh* as though he's having an asthma attack. now i wouldn't know how someone sounds when he gets an asthma attack because i simply haven't seen anyone have an asthma attack before. and i don't suffer from it either. but i guess describing his snigger as an asthma attack is the most apt description of tom hanks' sniggering as if asthmatic.

well here i am trying to be smartypants and going round and round in circles again. but you know, i read this book on this autistic kid. 'curious incident of the dog in the night-time' was the title. and i simply loved it. so short so simple yet so interesting i devoured it in an hour odd. well it's simply about a boy who's autistic who decides to investigate a killing of his neighbour's dog. which died in the night-time. as though it was the biggest thing in the world. well but i guess it was the biggest thing in HIS world. and so the book went on and on, written in a first-person(?) narrative. i.e. he wrote the book. and since he's supposed to be autistic the book rambles on and on sometimes without making any sense. and that's what i'm trying to do now. well take a read on the book and you'll understand. it's really interesting. better yet. i'll lend you the book and you'll borrow it from me and you'll understand.

autism
n.
A psychiatric disorder of childhood characterized by marked deficits in communication and social interaction, preoccupation with fantasy, language impairment, and abnormal behavior, such as repetitive acts and excessive attachment to certain objects. It is usually associated with intellectual impairment.

okay that was a pretty long-overdue review of a book that i like. and so we go back to the ladykiller. the ladykiller is simply a show about robbers which looked like it was gonna end an hour and fifteen mins into the show. but it didn't end there and it ended up in a comical ending. well i guess there must have been a deeper meaning to it when ALL the robbers died in the end. like maybe. it doesn't pay to be bad. i guess. so preachy huh.

and so we go back to the christmas countdown thing. as i mentioned, i'd like to say that i'll be busy enough not to bother about x'mas. but the fact is i'm not busy, and i do remember x'mas. i actually dreamt about it last night. i dreamt we were all having a christmas dinner with this weird logcake. it was pineapple log cake or something and someone was enjoying it alot when i mentioned that 'hey this sucks what kind of crappy log cake is a PINEAPPLE log cake!' well the problem is i don't know whether it was pineapple, just substitute pineapple with whatever quirky fruits you think should not be made into a log cake. and so the person who was eagerly awaiting the pineapple log cake gave a sour face and got rather unhappy. so to salvage the situation i blurted out 'it's ok well there's durian log cake too! with all the spikes and everything!' like my god i actually thought durian log cakes existed. ok i don't know what i'm talking about now.

but yes. i did dream of christmas. and doing some manual counting now, christmas day is.. 73 days away. wow that's a pretty long time isn't it. so christmas isn't really coming, and the geese aren't really getting fat.

on the other hand, i have 18 days to my surgery. oh bummer.

:: kiathy. 8:43 am [+] ::
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often in life there're many things you think about. but what takes priority anyway? whatever takes priority in your life should be what you blog about.

however, i simply want to blog about about anything and everything, but i'm experiencing some sort of writer's block whenever i see this template thing. and i guess it has nothing to do with the fact that i have nothing to blog about. i guess the purpose of having a blog was to let the world know of yr existance and yr thoughts. but here i am caught in a catch-22. i'd like to air my thoughts, but some of them i don't want the world to know. but if i dun air my thoughts, i simply have nothing to blog about.

one solution is to have a private blog. but that defeats the purpose of it all isn't it. blogging is an exhibitionist(ic?) thing. you blog because you want others to read your blog. well that's what happens personally. so it's a mighty contradiction. in the end i lament to maybe one or 2 individuals instead. and maybe that makes me feel better. but sometimes lamenting to individuals don't work cos such individuals are involved in whatever thoughts you dun want to air to the world. and so we're caught in yet another situation. and the solution is to seek other individuals to lament to. but that'd make me seem like a major whiner.

i guess i already am.

:: kiathy. 10:38 pm [+] ::
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my current new favourite.



Gravity



performed by Embrace

written by Chris Martin - Coldplay :)



honey,

it's been a long time coming,

and i can't stop now

such a long time running,

and i can't stop now

do you hear my heart beating?

can you hear that sound?

'cause i can't help thinking

that i don't look down



and then i looked up at the sun

and i could see

oh, the way that gravity turns for you and me

and then i looked up at the sky

and saw the sun

and the way that gravity turns on everyone

on everyone



baby,

it's been a long time waiting,

such a long, long time

and i can't stop smiling,

oh i can't stop now

do you hear my heart beating?

do you hear that sound?

'cause i can't stop crying

and i won't look down



and then i looked up at the sun

and i could see

oh, the way that gravity turns on you and me

and then i looked up at the sun

and saw the sky

and the way that gravity pulls on you and i

on you and i

:: kiathy. 8:35 pm [+] ::
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ok blogger's really getting assholic!!

:: kiathy. 8:47 am [+] ::
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test test testing post.

lets have another bbq at my place my friends!

:: kiathy. 11:41 pm [+] ::
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oh yea.
like. 26 more days to my surgery.
5 mths 15 days to ord.
more importantly, 2 mths 21 days to christmas.

with about 10 weeks of mc beginning on 1st nov, i'll be growing fat. very fat. but swimming seems to have helped. 30/40 lengths per day is working! or so i think. maybe simply getting tanned can help hide fats. that's the logic with wearing black to look slim too right.

:: kiathy. 11:16 pm [+] ::
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blogger is a bitch. i just blogged about how mandy's name came about and it didn't publish my blog cos of errors errors and more errors.

bitch.

:: kiathy. 11:16 pm [+] ::
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ok this is it. my 1000th posting on my humble blog.

yea right as if anyone ever bothers to count.

this blog posting is dedicated to mandy mo. cos i seriously need to clarify how she got her name. obviously her parents named her mandy mo, but we only uncovered this deep dark secret some afternoon when my partner-in-drowning/ee-dee-ot gerald and i and mandy were out walking. we simply had a walk to remember, cos mandy's leg was beginning to hurt after such a long walk, so we dubbed our walk a walk to remember. and hey a walk to remember (the movie, idiot.) featured mandy moore. so that's how ingeniously mandy was born.

well about the mo in mandy mo. she simply keeps mo-ing herself and then she introduced herself as 'hey i'm mo, mandy mo' someday. and then it stuck.

this is quite a stupid story so don't bother to comment or read it!!

:: kiathy. 11:16 pm [+] ::
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hello my friends. sorry to all whom i've pissed off the past week/weeks. maybe it's just pms but yea i've been irritating everybody including myself. but i'm happy now so i won't piss anyone off anymore.. really!

so ya accept my apologies everybody!

:: kiathy. 2:24 am [+] ::
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i'm so bored at home after thronging the streets alone looking for a quicksilver tee i wanted to buy. alas all the surf shops along orchard road didn't have it, so i guess the only piece left is at flash and splash at citylink. and i didn't buy the tee then cos it was the last piece and the collar was a little koyak. guess i might have to return there.

oh well i'm so bored at home. friday nights are meant for partying but for various reasons i'm now at home and lazy to go out anymore, not that there's been any plans for the past half hour that my ass has been stuck to the ground here. i'm sleepy and tired but i wanna go out. sigh.

:: kiathy. 9:17 pm [+] ::
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here's the beginning of a new post.

i dreamt alot last night. and it's simply a wonder how we could have good dreams and bad dreams in the same night, with no relevance to one another. and it's also a wonder how the dreams can seem so real. good dreams seem real cos you simply don't wanna wake up. bad dreams seem real cos when i tried waking up i actually woke up but the bad thing in that dream was a reality in my dream. i.e. i didn't actually wake up from my dream, i woke up from a dream within a dream.

alright that's the end of the beginning of a new post.

on a lighter note. nevermind!

:: kiathy. 2:28 pm [+] ::
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i've gotten my ipod. finally.

:: kiathy. 2:47 pm [+] ::
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clubbing. choir.

rock/pop music. choral music.

hot babe. kirsten dunst. haha.

are these conflict of interests? i'm interested in all of them.

:: kiathy. 4:02 am [+] ::
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oh yea. i think joss stone is simply superb!!

:: kiathy. 1:35 am [+] ::
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sometimes i think i don't know how to react to situations. and i simply don't understand girls. i mean yea this suddenly came to me. i always feel stumped when simply anyone i have a vague interest in mentions stuff like 'oh i saw my crush here and there the other day'. hmm this is just a general example yea. like what exactly does it mean for girls to say that huh. is it 'bugger off you!!' or is it simply just a statement?

:: kiathy. 1:29 am [+] ::
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i'm so fat i can't even jog with some lasting momentum now. i feel like my thighs are getting crushed by my body weight.

HELP.

:: kiathy. 11:06 pm [+] ::
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the night before, i sort of sleepwalked. sleptwalk. whichever lah huh. last night, i woke up trying tto punch someone in my dream. it was just this enemy approaching me. they called themselves the ssnaple shepherds or something. it was really quite scary cos someone opened the door thinking it was the good guys, i.e. someone like the police. but then these bad people rushed into the house and tried to take all of us down. like they were trying to eliminate us. i felt like an outcaste getting hrm. purged from this land. holocaust? anyway it was scary.

:: kiathy. 1:11 am [+] ::
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oh yea. marijuana kills. just ask kumar and harold.

:: kiathy. 8:56 pm [+] ::
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there's a new magazine in town! maxim singapore hit the streets today. and being the gay boy i am, i bought the first issue. like wow i doubt i was even a pubert when fhm #1 was published. but okay that's so besides the point.

yesterday i sleepwalked. sort of. but i knew what i was doing. well basically i woke up rummaging thru my stuff looking for something to wrap my bolster in. and cos it was pitch dark (becos i happen to sleep at night) and i didn't turn on the lights, i was just touching thru my stuff and i even remember clearly rejecting an envelope cos it had a sealed end - which means it can't wrap my bolster.

then in this state of subconsciousness, i actually had the sense to turn on the lights to search. and so i continued searching for something that i thought was trapped in between a brochure i had. i flipped it opened. felt it, not there. closed it. flipped it open again, felt it, definitely not there. closed it. that's when my dad paid me a visit in my room and asked what i was doing with the lights on. i just mumbled something incoherant, turned off the lights and went to sleep thinking that 'darn it must be 6 am already cos my dad is up so i won't get so sleep much more hurry up get to sleep again.' apparently it was only 1 am. how i knew everything that happened and yet let it happen is a puzzle to me.

i thought of something to blog about while on the train today. that was when i was about to doze off. i always have creative ideas when i'm about to doze off it's so amazing. but it's so damn irritating cos i'll never remember what the ideas were. like a potential #1 rock song.

and anyway. pubert : a kid who hits puberty becomes a pubert. he/she has pubertised.

:: kiathy. 8:09 pm [+] ::
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well. friday night at wala wala was a blast as usual. i mean i just need people who're willing to go to be there with me and i'll really enjoy the night. EIC were as inspiring as ever. like everytime i hear them it's like 'wow i want to be like that!' but they're simply too good lah huh.

actually i'm too lazy to blog even though i want to.

i am a lazy bum. it's self-admitted. i don't even want to make money. i mean for now.

:: kiathy. 10:44 pm [+] ::
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back then.. :). 

:: kiathy. 10:38 pm [+] ::
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hehehe. 

:: kiathy. 10:30 pm [+] ::
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hehehe. 

:: kiathy. 10:29 pm [+] ::
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hehehe. 

:: kiathy. 10:27 pm [+] ::
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man made disasters.

1. man boobs.
2. beer bellies.

:: kiathy. 4:04 am [+] ::
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today a group of choir people went on a choir outing a catch a choir movie.

the choir movie which the choir people caught during the choir outing was a good choir movie, and featured a nice boy with a nice choral voice that could really sing in a very good choir.

that's all i have to say.

:: kiathy. 3:31 am [+] ::
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i am back. and some night there while it was raining (it rained everyday. seriously.), i just sat around and kept thinking about it. and now i think i'm giving myself hopes of going over to the us of a to further my studies. to put it simply, if i wanna be different by going to a new university here aka smu, why not be different all the way and go to a university way there.

i'll need some huge bank loan though.

:: kiathy. 4:19 pm [+] ::
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i'm leaving. on a jet plane. i know when i'll be back again. oh babe i hate to go.

8th september. seeya then!

:: kiathy. 8:49 am [+] ::
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Cannonball

by Damien Rice

Still a little bit of your taste in my mouth

Still a little bit of you laced with my doubt

Still a little hard to say what's going on



Still a little bit of your ghost your witness

Still a little bit of your face I haven't kissed

You step a little closer each day

That I can't see what's going on



Stones taught me to fly

Love taught me to lie

Life taught me to die

So it's not hard to fall

When you float like a cannonball



Still a little bit of your song in my ear

Still a little bit of your words I long to hear

You step a little closer to me

So close that I can't see what's going on



Stones taught me to fly

Love taught me to lie

Life taught me to die

So it's not hard to fall

When you float like a cannon



Stones taught me to fly

Love taught me to cry

So come on courage

Teach me to be shy

'Cause it's not hard to fall

And I don't want to scare her

It's not hard to fall

And I don't wanna lose

It's not hard to grow

When you know that you just don't know

:: kiathy. 9:17 pm [+] ::
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hmm. you know. i don't really have much memories of the choir trip i had to germany. that's why i haven't mentioned it at all. but i guess just this little memory here is enough for me. it lingers in me alot. just waiting at the train station at hamburg, with all our luggages and eugene (hahaha) in tow.

there we were, 4 people feeling kinda lost, first time (for me) going to another country in such a small grp, without a tour guide (eugene didn't count). and well although it wasn't some big adventure, it was kinda cool waiting there for the train to come, for us to play cards there using my luggage, and finally for us to lug our luggage onto the train and spending nearly 20 mins looking for our correct cabin. ending up with a stupid chinaman who probably thought he was too rich to share a cabin with kids was the highlight of the day.

that was what made it for me in europe. and it was enough for me. not all the 'wow' sights which became damn boring after awhile. nor the various tourist attractions. just the experience that night was good enough. makes me feel good thinking about it!

:: kiathy. 9:05 pm [+] ::
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i'm either turning gay, or really fine-tuning my future bachelor days.

i simply enjoy shopping in the supermarket. and looking at what i bought today on the pretext of preparing dinner, i think it all points towards that. bachelorhood.

1. cuttlefish balls - frozen
2. french fries - frozen
3. ham - cold
4. more ham - cold
5. cheese - cold
6. cereal - easy to eat
7. miso soup - easy to prepare

like wah lau. i'm preparing for the days i have to shop and make dinner for myself already, and i'm getting good at it.

:: kiathy. 10:01 pm [+] ::
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my new toy! :). 

:: kiathy. 11:25 pm [+] ::
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blog blog blog.

blog blog blog.

sigh. i really wish i had some interesting things to blog about. but honestly, i have none.

i just caught the village today. it started off somewhat as a horror movie and i admit i prepared for the worst at the beginning of the movie, i.e. i was holding/hugging my bag for comfort. but then it gradually became kinda like some drama movie, and finally i guess it's just a love story. yes i say it again, it's a love story. spoiler ahead. ya right. i'm not such an asshole but i guess at the end of the day, it's about people's love for one another, be it in a family manner or a more erm. sexual manner? maybe sexual is not the word but i can't get the right word out of me now.

well if u were smart enough to guess what the whole plot is about, then too bad i must have spoiled the fun of watching the show. but the twists were simply good lah. m. night is simply warped. only a warped man can think of twists like he can. warped black mr bean.

anyway been around alot of people fighting/attempting to fight these 2 days. yesterday some guys started fighting at a podium at zouk. then a fight broke out at phuture, its sister club. i was at both places. today, 3 malay people were threatening this chinese guy at the train platform. it was kinda funny. like the malay guys were proclaiming their gang ( sa lak gau - 369 ), while the chinese guy also started naming his gang. aiy these things don't exist anymore, in my eyes. everybody does everything for the money. real gangsters way back then did it for the brotherhood. i have this granduncle whose body is worth of being a tattoo parlour's model. he's tattoo-ed all over. and i've heard stories about him from my dad, his gangster days and such. my dad's not a gangster though he was just a hippie-wannabe with his long banana-hair. it must have caused his roots to weaken tremendously. sigh i dun wanna follow in their footsteps and start losing hair so soon. and don't start trying to tell me my dad's lying cos no he doesn't lie to me.

:: kiathy. 11:26 pm [+] ::
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i resolve to.

1. quit swearing. this time it's for real.
2. form a band. this time it's still a dream. but now i know terr can play drums there might be hope!

:: kiathy. 9:50 pm [+] ::
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:). 

:: kiathy. 11:33 pm [+] ::
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happy birthday singapore..

the song Home never fails to tug at the heartstrings when it's played at the national parade every year. other songs like 'we are singapore' etc always seem to be some propaganda but that particular song really feels real and all. well it affects me alot i mean it makes me feel patriotic and all. just for that 3 mins and maybe 3 mins after that. but i love it! so here it is!

Home
Music & Lyrics: Dick Lee
Music Arrangement: Iskandar Ismail

Whenever I am feeling low
I look around me and I know
There's a place that will stay within me
Wherever I may choose to go
I will always recall the city
Know every street and shore
Sail down the river which brings us life
Winding through my Singapore

Chorus:
This is home truly, where I know I must be
Where my dreams wait for me, where that river always flows
This is home surely, as my senses tell me
This is where I won't be alone, for this is where I know it's home

When there are troubles to go through
We'll find a way to start anew
There is comfort in the knowledge
That home's about its people too
So we'll build our dreams together
Just like we've done before
Just like the river which brings us life
There'll always be Singapore

(Chorus X 2)

For this is where I know it's home
For this is where I know I'm home

:: kiathy. 8:16 pm [+] ::
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these are a list of personal wants for anyone who bothers..

arranged in descending priority.

1. electric guitar.
2. ipod 20 gb.
3. personal hi-fi for my room.
4. handphone.

i'm sure this will be updated sometime soon. but well top of the list now is the electric guitar cos after listening to a live band last night, i'm simply inspired to pickup my guitar playing again. i mean my classical and acoustic guitars are great but they've been lying around cos i can't do anything fun (i.m.o.) with them anymore. no no i haven't mastered them at all, but they just don't cut it if i wanna perform in like a band yea. so an electric guitar is next. and it's cheap this time cos i already have an amp which i bought together with the acoustic.

and guess what. my wish list doesn't include clothes/shoes/bags!

:: kiathy. 6:46 pm [+] ::
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sigh.

:: kiathy. 6:30 pm [+] ::
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ah. 

:: kiathy. 10:10 pm [+] ::
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yummy..my current dream fone!

clickme.

:: kiathy. 11:01 pm [+] ::
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my dream fone.. yummy..

:: kiathy. 11:01 pm [+] ::
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i think i'm really leaning towards the rich-wing and i'm gradually succuming to the singaporean dream of the 5 Cs. i think there are six now but i guess 5's enough for a young boy who hasn't yet turned 20.

condo. car. credit cards. country club ownership. and what's the last. i dono. but well i have a vision. i want to live in a swanky condo near town or near our dear beachy east coast park. and i wanna drive a new beemer. that's already 2 Cs and i'm not even in the working world yet.

somebody help meeeeeee.

:: kiathy. 11:56 pm [+] ::
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seeing the way things are going now. i guess life next year will be a totally different thing as compared to what i've been used to. some people are going overseas. nobody's going to my school. maybe i'm just suffering from withdrawal symptoms.

:: kiathy. 11:33 pm [+] ::
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Amie

by Damien Rice

Nothing unusual, nothing strange

Close to nothing at all

The same old scenario, the same old rain

And there's no explosions here

Then something unusual, something strange

Comes from nothing at all

I saw a spaceship fly by your window

Did you see it disappear?



Amie come sit on my wall

And read me the story of old

And tell it like you still believe

That the end of the century

Brings a change for you and me



Nothing unusual, nothing's changed

Just a little older that's all

You know when you've found it,

There's something I've learned

'Cause you feel it when they take it away

Something unusual, something strange

Comes from nothing at all

But I'm not a miracle and you're not a saint

Just another soldier on the road to nowhere



Amie come sit on my wall

And read me the story of old

And tell it like you still believe

That the end of the century

Brings a change for you and me



And Amie come sit on my wall

And read me the story of O

And tell it like you still believe

That the end of the century

Brings a change for you and me

:: kiathy. 10:40 pm [+] ::
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what a big hooha..

:: kiathy. 4:15 pm [+] ::
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boo. 

:: kiathy. 1:21 am [+] ::
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i only care about myself now.

:: kiathy. 10:23 pm [+] ::
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mpx200..

:: kiathy. 4:35 pm [+] ::
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mpx200..

:: kiathy. 4:35 pm [+] ::
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motorola mpx200.. 

:: kiathy. 4:34 pm [+] ::
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anyone has suggestions on where to upload my pics? fotopic.net takes damn long to upload just one pic. even via ftp..i have hundreds to upload.

and oh yea. anyone has any reviews or lobang on this fone..the motorola mpx200..

:: kiathy. 4:31 pm [+] ::
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random shot. but i love it. 

:: kiathy. 12:04 am [+] ::
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EUGENE AGAIN!! 

:: kiathy. 11:57 pm [+] ::
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what was i doing?! 

:: kiathy. 11:38 pm [+] ::
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