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:: Sunday, April 24, 2005 ::

EVERYTHING THERE BELONGED TO HIM.

:: kiathy. 4:55 pm [+] ::
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yum.

:: kiathy. 10:56 pm [+] ::
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opitcal.

:: kiathy. 10:47 pm [+] ::
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chain mail letter. copy the text below and paste it on your blog. and update the date. starting from after this

to eugene:

on behalf of gerald, kiat, yiren, matong, and whoever else we'll invite etc etc..

thanks for our future treat man!!! hahaaaaa. it's down in black and white now. 210405. remember ah.

:: kiathy. 9:35 pm [+] ::
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trying hard to look pretty.

:: kiathy. 11:17 pm [+] ::
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hongkong central!

:: kiathy. 11:17 pm [+] ::
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: ) .

:: kiathy. 11:15 pm [+] ::
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SALT IS HEALTHY.

:: kiathy. 10:08 pm [+] ::
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he had a chin.

:: kiathy. 10:07 pm [+] ::
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skunk the flagman.

:: kiathy. 8:31 pm [+] ::
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2004. in a mac's in bremen's train station. haha.

:: kiathy. 8:28 pm [+] ::
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retart!

:: kiathy. 8:27 pm [+] ::
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back then in 2004. : ) .

:: kiathy. 8:25 pm [+] ::
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ya la ya la your face is worth as much as skunk's middle finger!

:: kiathy. 8:05 pm [+] ::
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remnants of lunch at soup central @ raffles place. it wasn't worth the moneyy.

:: kiathy. 8:04 pm [+] ::
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well dull enough..my office desk.

:: kiathy. 8:03 pm [+] ::
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sago lane cow park.

:: kiathy. 8:02 pm [+] ::
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our favourite supper haunt..

:: kiathy. 9:06 pm [+] ::
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my dad.. was exterminating cockroaches in the midst of our dinner.

:: kiathy. 9:05 pm [+] ::
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well even though he showed me the finger..we managed to share dinner.

:: kiathy. 9:04 pm [+] ::
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this is our dear friend skunk in his futile attempt being civilised.

:: kiathy. 9:04 pm [+] ::
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skun's beloved 3 headed green dragon..that i tried to kill.

:: kiathy. 9:03 pm [+] ::
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hello everybardy.

ok first things first. after constant nudging from my inner self and the stagnated (is there such a word. i don't wanna use stagnant) nature of this so called-blog, so-called blog, cos i don't update it much, i have decided to change it into a photoblog! like. YES. once i nudge myself more to bring my trusty huge KM 10x zoom camera out every single day to take pictures of what's happening in my life, i will update this space as much as i can.

disclaimers though. i think my camera sucks. and i have no photog skills. i simply take pictures that appeal to me. so i will take any criticism of my photographs posted here to heart. so just refrain from screwing me cos of stuff like 'wah lau you should use iso 400 here mah. or you should up your shutter speed etc etc' or i'd just say balls to you.

you can however, comment on the subject of the photograph. or i'd say that you must for example, if i take a picture of myself somehow, you may say that the subject of the photograph is ugly.

i will post an example up later.

so anyway. after first things first, comes second things second.

i'm contemplating buying a mic to join in all the podcast nonsense on blogs and also to record my own sorry self in my own sorry room singing with my sorry red guitar. so once i find enough moolah to transport myself down to sim lim square - yes transport is a big issue for me cos i'm getting retrenched soon sigh - i will attempt to find some ways to upload my rubbish. and of course i'd link up with eugene and gerald on skype and you can listen to drowning's bullshit. like somebody's cup z. but that was a different story told by gerald and yiren.

if you have simply no idea what a podcast is, either google it or visit mrbrown. he's really cool and an entertaining read. though i haven't caught any of his podcasts and don't intend to cause i love to do the talking and less of the listening.

i'd really like to change that though. but in order for me to change, i'd require the following:-

a) friends who will talk more than me.

b) friends who will talk more to me.

c) friends who will talk more to me and seriously believe i'm interested in everything they're saying.

but i seriously hope to have a one-way conversation. you speak, i listen. and i REALLY will listen to everything you say. and not add in anything until the end.

i don't have friends like that.

ok end of monologue.

:: kiathy. 11:50 pm [+] ::
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do all good movies become your favourite ones?

:: kiathy. 11:04 pm [+] ::
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well the Pope has just gone to heaven and even though i'm no catholic, it's still kinda sad huh.

:: kiathy. 4:30 am [+] ::
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: ( .

:: kiathy. 4:21 am [+] ::
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oh i really like the psp now

:: kiathy. 12:15 am [+] ::
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oh yea i think the psp is the next gadget i'd really like to get, even though i really don't play any games besides cm4 and fifa.

but due to my really nice optimistic plan of saving 800 bucks per working month in order to survive thru 8 months of sch, i really don't have the cash to get one.

ANY KIND SOULS OUT THERE?

:: kiathy. 12:15 am [+] ::
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alright msn is down.

back then we used to be all flustered when icq crashed. or well at least i was flustered. but now we've all gone down to msn and now that freaking microsoft isn't doing a good job, i can't logon, can't talk to anyone and thus need another outlet for my favourite past time- talking.

alright i haven't blogged for so long because, mother of all cliches, there really isn't much to blog about. as much as i hate to say this, i think working is sapping the life out of me. not that i'm working alot i'm just a temp who works for a few dollars an hour for a few hours everyday, but well yea i realise that at work i have a purpose in life but now out of work i don't.

i could almost say that i feel empty.

i've said this to maybe 3 or 4 people already, but i guess this really sums up what i feel.

i have nothing to say to anybody at all. as much as i DO like conversation, i really find nothing to talk about to the 20+ people online on my msn list every night. msn is really becoming like what icq was, where you had 200 people on your list, went on Invisible mode and only spoke to the 15 you put on the visible mode. the problem with msn is, we don't have this great function.

but anyway yea. actually i've updated my blog before this post. i was writing about how much i miss my childhood. not the cliched type of 'oh i miss the freedom of yadayadayada.' well i specifically miss these things: -

a. the fact that my parents could and did carry me around when i was a kid. the kind of feeling you get when your dad carries you from the car back to home cos you dozed off after going out with them. yea.

ok i guess it's THAT thing. yea. as much as anyone'd say i am like. a screwball already, i really do miss that specific feeling yea.

anyway back to work. i have a feeling that i'm going to be a workaholic who only finds purpose in work. and thus by hrm. induction. i am going to be like sam who works his ass off cos he loves to see his bank account increasing in numbers and also to sign up for useless credit cards just cos he now qualifies for it. and since he's a freaking malaysian his pay has to be higher than us to qualify for any card. so he's rich, single and available. somebody contact cleo quick!

so my life now is this. my dad fetches me to the mrt station in time to either catch the 9.18 am train or the 9.23 am train in order to reach the office by 10 am. i take the toilet keys, go shit, fill up the water container, and wash whatever cups are in the plastic container. after that i work work work until it's lunch time, which is an hour off from 1230 pm till 230 pm. where do i go for lunch? well usually i'm content to pack lunch back from the opposite maxwell hawker centre and enjoy my food in air conditioned comfort, back at the office. of course at this time i'll refuse to work and simply surf the net and msn and eat, cos my hours at work exclude an hour of lunch and so since i do not get paid for that hour i figure i won't bother to work so hard.

after which i'll go down to collect the mail and open the mails and work work work again until it's time to either:-

1. go down to indochine to continue working as a waiter at night from 7 to 11 pm.

2. head off home to come online, stare at my msn screen and wonder what to say to the 20+ people who are online. at the same time, read my soccernet, read the forum, read others' blogs, read my own blog's comments (of course there aren't any cos i haven't updated), go back to the blogs again and realise that shit i'd just been there and so on.

3. go out for whoever is willing and free to dine with me. the pity is that, i'm really not particularly enthusiastic about asking anyone out for dinner too. so usually it's the usual suspects.

after that i prepare to sleep by: -

if 1., then 1 am.

if 2. or 3., then 12 am.

and after which i wake up at 8.40 am in the hope of leaving the house at 9.10 am and catching either the 9.18 am train or the 9.24 am train to work and...

haha. this has been my life since i've started work.

:: kiathy. 11:58 pm [+] ::
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