blardy Starhub...

blardy Starhub ~!~!~! don't tell me it's my modem/router's problem that your bandwidth is being excessively consumed by gamers who come online after 10pm ~!!~~!~! shouldn't you be doing something about it long time ago since gamers are not born excessively overnight !~~!~!~! god dammit !~~!~! you mean i'm paying so much for such sucky service ?!~?!?~ wtf !?~?!?~ kaoz... i haven't been blogging for 3 months and the first post is to rant... irritating... think i'm getting more and more impatient and not understanding... shiet~~ that's a sign of aging !~~!~!~! noOOooO~~~ nevermind... i'll just get some sleep and i'll be younger when i wake up... goodnight all !~!~~!!~ *BLARDY STARHUB*

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i just don't understand why people can be soooooooooooooo inconsiderate to blast their techno/trance music on public transport ~!~~!!~ irritating !~!~~!~! don't they know that music to them might be noise to others ?!~?!?~!?~!? your father mother didn't teach you is it !?~?!?~!??~ you buy that handphone just to blast music on public transport is it ?!~?!?~!? and the more sickening thing is... isn't there a fine for blasting music on buses ?!~??~! i thought i heard of one... but not very sure who/when can we fine these idiots... argh ~!!~~!~!~! irritating !~!~~!~!

Sunday for Thoughts - Story 1 Part 3

That day was the only day that I walked to school alone since the start of Secondary 3, minus the times when I walked to school with my mum because it was on the way to the cheapest wet market that she finally discovered in our neighbourhood. Usually Remy and I will meet at the bus stop near our houses to walk to school together, but that day he needed to reach 15 minutes earlier to discuss some student duties with his form teacher. So I set off from home 10 minutes later, because on normal days, Remy would request for us to reach school 10 minutes earlier to avoid his “fans”. But of course, it’s of no use because very soon, his fans found out about it and reached 20 minutes earlier. Crazy people do crazy stuff for crazy reasons. But no, we did not try to reach school earlier, because any earlier, we will have to sleep in school the night before. The route to school was as per normal, except for the fact that there were more students walking together. Suddenly, someone, or rather, some people, jumped on me and dragged me to a secluded corner behind the “mah-mah” shop near school, while laughing. Told you they’re crazy people, because the moment I see their faces, I could recognize that they’re from RCFC-aka-Remy-Crazy-Fan-Club. One of them started saying “Eh, tell us where you buy Lucky one leh, so we can buy one for our Remy then he will be sooooo touched. Or better still, give us your Lucky so we don’t need to spend the money and energy to get one for our Remy.” Crazy right?! And mind you, this is not the first time I’m being approached for the same request, except that this time, there were more idiots, 5 of them in total. After rejecting them politely, I wanted to walk off, but was blocked by a pretty-although-I-hate-to-admit-that-matter-of-fact-girl and an a-lot-fatter-than-me-girl. Then that pretty girl, who obviously is the chief of the group of blind worshippers of Remy, ordered the fat girl to hold me hostage and the other girls to attack my school bag in search of Lucky. I was worried, since I could protect Lucky if there were only 1 or 2 of them, but I was out-numbered then. I struggled from the clutches of the fat girl, but thought I would suffocate anytime because she used her (smelly) body to pin me to the wall. Luckily, they found Lucky before I lost my last breath and released me. The group of girls started to leave, with Lucky, except for the fat girl who was still pinning me onto the wall with her fat and sweaty palm over my mouth. When she finally completely released me, I lost sight of the girls, and Lucky. I was so stunned that I forgot that I could actually run and catch up with them since they will be in school. I told you I was a weirdo, because I didn’t even think of asking Remy to get Lucky back, since those girls are his fans. I was so listless all day that I didn’t even concentrate on what the teachers said in class. I didn’t even realized that I left my school bag in class when it was time to go home. Remy noticed it, and came running up to me with my school bag. When I saw him, I just broke down, and I tell you, I have NEVER cried in front of him before, not even when I failed some mock test. You can imagine how shocked he was. He looked like there’s an alligator in front of him trying to eat him up! After calming both of us down, he started questioning what happened. At the mention of Lucky, my tears started dropping again. “Aiya, it’s only a pen leh,” he said. I felt like slapping him when I shouted back, “It’s not only a pen ok! It’s the FIRST & the LAST pen my grandmother gave to me before she passed away! You can NEVER find another pen of the same value ANYWHERE ANYMORE!” With that, my tears flowed non-stop, and I could flood the whole of Singapore. Remy went speechless. Then I heard the irritating voice, “Hey Remy~” It’s that bunch of girls! “Look what we’ve got! We begged and pleaded with Huiwen for very long before she decides to let us have Lucky ok!” At that point of time, I really felt like going up to them and giving them two tight slaps each, and even strangling them until they turn purple. But I did not, because Remy went up to them, snatched Lucky from them, passed it to me, and said to the girls, “Apologise to Huiwen now.” The girls tried to protest but with Remy shouting “NOW!”, they came over to where I was and mumbled something. I’m amazed by the power of Remy that I almost burst out laughing, but I controlled myself. I signaled to Remy that I didn’t know what the girls were trying to say, and he “commanded” them to apologise louder. They had this you-will-be-dead-the-next-time-I-see-you kind of expression, but I don’t care. I got Lucky back, and they apologized, so Remy asked them to go off. From that day onwards, whenever I didn’t perform well enough, Remy would automatically ask whether I left Lucky at home. =P To Be Continued...

Sunday for Thoughts - Story 1 Part 2

I'm on my way home when my mobile phone rang. It's my mum. "Wen ah", my mum called out. My name is Huiwen, so my mother calles me "Wen" in short. "Gerald very handsome hor?" What?! Why is she at that topic again?! During the whole tele-conversation, my mum kept repeating the questions like "He's very handsome hor" and "He got call you and ask you to buy insurance or not". I almost cried out for my mum to stop, and that's when I saw him, with his back facing me. At that point of time, his back seems so reliable that I felt like leaning on his back. Wait! What am I thinking about?! I'm actually thinking that Gerald's back is attractive?! I must be mad! My mum is still yakking away when I told her that I saw Gerald in front of me. The change of tone of her voice tells me that she doesn't want to spoil the imaginary romance between Gerald and myself, so she put down the phone almost immediately, after saying "Good luck". I think Gerald heard me, because he turned around after I bid goodbye to my mum on the phone. He smiled. I nodded and smiled back. Both of us looking deeply into each other's eyes and time seemed to have stopped at that point of time. After some time, his lips parted, and my breathing increased it's pace. "Interested to buy an insurance policy from me?" was the only thing that came out of his mouth, and I woke up in cold sweat. Oh my goodness! It's just a dream! I breathed a sigh of relief, smirked at my own silliness, and went back to sleep since it's only 4am in the morning. On the way to work, I keep thinking about the dream. Conclusion is, I'm going crazy with my mum nagging at me about getting married (due to my age). I thought of telling her that I already have someone in my heart, but if I did that, she will pester me to bring that person home, which I don't think is possible at any point of time. Because we are not together, and probably will never be. Just at that moment, I bumped into the person walking in front of me. Guess I was too engrossed in my thoughts. "Eh bro, haven't wake up ah?" It's that familiar voice, the voice that belongs to the someone in my heart. Almost immediately my mood changed, and I felt blessed that I know him. "Ya lo, nightmare lo. I dreamt that someone is chasing after me to pester me to buy insurance. Scary." We both laughed at that last sentence. To him, this might just be another conversation between us. To me, every moment that we conversed makes me happy. He's my best friend, Remy. Remy and I have known each other since upper secondary. Because we stayed near to each other, so we became close friends easily. But in school, we were enemies whenever it comes to tests and examinations, because both of us "fight" with each other to be the first in class. We even have our own "pool of fans", which we liked to show-off to one another, until the extent that we looked like two secret society gang bosses fighting over power. Although we were always fighting in school, we helped each other with studies after lessons. We would share study tips and techniques to study efficiently for various subjects. I had this one pen, which I called it "Lucky", that I will bring it to any tests or exams or even when I'm studying, although it has no more ink left and is not refillable. Whenever I misplaced it, I will not perform as good as when I'm just holding it. Call me weirdo or whatever, it just happens naturally. Everyone, who knew about Lucky, tried to see if I hid any answers and such inside the pen, but failed of course. Remy used to laugh at my stupidity, until that incident. To Be Continued...

Siem Reap (Cambodia) !~~!!~!~!~

so exciting !~~!!~!~ heee... HL & JL & QS and myself already planned the itinerary sui sui liao... we even calculated how much money we going to change to USD for expenses over there... aaahh~~~ 期待~~~ i really hope everything goes smoothly... even if got hiccups also don't too serious... okiez... i shall post our itinerary outline (those more important stuff)... hohoho... to share with all of you the excitement that i'm feeling... heee... day 1: Visit Angkor Wat in the afternoon... Dinner at Blue Pumpkin day 2: Watch sunrise at Phnom Bakheng... Visit The Bayon Temple & Bantey Srey/Preah Khan in the afternoon... Dinner at Dead Fish Tower... day 3: Visit Land Mine Museum/Horse Farm in the late morning... Have lunch at the old French Quarters... Shop-until-we-drop at Central Market after lunch until dinner time *die*... Dinner at Red Piano... although it's a lot of walking & climbing & shopping... and i sure die halfway... but with a bunch of people whom you like... it doesn't matter... that's why we want free & easy so we can choose who to travel with... not like group tours... heee...

heee...

erm... okiez la... actually i said i want to write a blogma every Sunday right ?~ erm... haha... mind block... but this coming Sunday sure have... =) paiseh... to myself... because i didn't keep the promise to myself...

disclaimer disclaimer

hahaha... the purpose of this blog is to disclaim (again) something which i disclaimed before but people kept disbelieving the disclaimer... -_-" because from monday until today... most of my friends who bothered to visit my blog and read (past tense) my blogma asked me the same question... "eh... the blogma is based on personal experience ah ~?" or "eh... where you heard the story of your blogma from ?~ aiyo... told you all liao... it's really based on my own imagination la... no doubt i used some of the sentences said by people i know... but the story definitely is something which i thought of it myself one... so don't go around guessing that i got some drama happening in my life okiez... i'm a boring person... -_-" BUT !~!~!~~! i feel that i need to say thank you to those who asked... be it out of concern or out of curiosity... because i feel so blessed that have you people who bothered to occassionally click on my blog to find out what i'm doing... or even click my blog now and then to find out whether i have any interesting gossip to share... hahaha... that's the reason for my existence... thank you~~~ ps: i'm not going to commit suicide even though nobody reads my blog... so don't worry... and i'm a free thinker... *wink wink*

Sunday for Thoughts - Story 1 Part 1

"Eh! Mervin's friend is very handsome hor!" my mum exclaimed. Mervin is my cousin and the friend that my mum mentioned is an insurance agent who is trying very hard to get myself (and my mum) take up an insurance policy from him. Gerald is his name. I rolled my eyes at my mum's comment because I thought that since Gerald is Mervin's friend, and Mervin is not that good a person to start with, Gerald would be as bad, though he DID looked quite ok. The day started as normal as it can be, with me waking up late, because it's Friday and it's raining, and reaching office late. Period. After working halfway through the day, I tried calling all the friends I could think of, grabbing any chance to go out on a Friday evening, but because it was such a last minute plan, my friends had made their arrangements for the night already. Left with no choice, I continued working until my mum called me on my mobile. "Eh! Later I meeting one insurance agent leh! He is Mervin's friend. Mervin say his friend very good one, then I arrange with the agent to meet at our void deck. You can come back before 8 or not? I wait for you la. SMS me when you reach ok?" "Orh" was all I replied. Obviously, either my mum is afraid of meeting that agent alone or she's up to something funny. So I continued my work until the time was slightly past 7 then I set off for home. When I was near the destination, I saw my mum happily talking to a relatively young man, so I hurried to meet up with them. "She my eldest daughter" My mum enthusiastically introduced me in the best English she knows. I tried my best to give the sweetest smile she can. My mum then turned to me and said. "He is Gerald." She had that kind of smile on her face which caused me to have second thoughts about this meeting. While I expect them to resume their talk about insurance policies, my mum began talking about me and my job, and my character, and etc. If Gerald is amused, he's hiding it well, because he looked so enthusiastic that my mum just couldn't stop talking. After about 10 minutes, I thought I had better bring my mum back to reality before I’m being "over-exposed" So I turned to Gerald and pretended to be interested about the details of the insurance plan that he had for both the mother and the daughter, and was relieved that he is actually more interested to clinch the deal rather than listen to my mum revealing my life. When Gerald began explaining the coverage and premium pricing of the insurance plan, I realized that I’m not that interested in the plan, but I had to force myself to listen to Gerald to "compensate" for the time wasted when my mum talked about me. I was falling asleep when I heard Gerald asking for my year of birth, and was relieved that either he didn't notice that I was bored or he didn't expose that fact even if he knew it. "1978 17 August", I replied. "Oh! So we are exactly one year apart! Mine is 1977 same month same day!" Gerald said with excitement, which wasn't that wise a choice because my mum started saying something like such a coincidence and it's fated that we met etc. I almost fell from my seat when she said that, but luckily Gerald "saved the day" by saying "Ya! So you should take up this plan since our meeting is fated." My mum went silent and had the silliest smile while I giggled at her embarrassment. After some quick discussions, my mum tried to excuse herself saying that she still have something else to do at home so we have to continue discussing. Man, that is too lame for an excuse, so I excused myself as well, with the reason that I'm worried about her going home alone. Until then did I know that my mum had long ago given Gerald my mobile number so that he can contact me to "persuade" me to take up an insurance policy from him. Disaster! I was so fuming mad that all I can do is nod at Gerald as a gesture of bidding goodbye and went stomping off. On the way home, my mum keep saying how cute and handsome Gerald is. How can a person be cute and handsome at the same time?! To avoid being pestered further, I changed into my night clothes and went to bed. To Be Continued...

i've decided...

... to start my own blog-drama aka blogma... erm... for starters... i think i'll TRY TO do it on Sundays... heee... you'll probably find that the plot is somehow familiar... don't flame me... because i confirm will be influenced by the Taiwanese dramas' plots... heee... about why i want to start this blogma thingy... because just now when i was bathing... some scenarios flashed through my mind... then i started laughing for some funny parts... then felt depressed at some sad parts... then i realised that i'm quite stupid to feel that way about something which i created myself... -_-" no choice... easily influenced... so i thought... why not i put these thinkings on my blog... one thing is to at least make my blog a little more "active"... another thing is... if you can connect to the made-up-stories... you can comment on how the story can continue... of course not one week one story la... most prob like a few weeks one story like that... arbo my mind very busy... -_-" heee... so ya... i'm in the midst of writing that first blogma then i thought i should say something like "any similarity is pure coincidence" kind of disclaimer... so i changed the time of this disclaimer post to before the first blogma... then considered disclaimer ma... and i have to say this... the stories posted mostly (if not all) didn't happen to me... because i'm a boring person... so don't come asking me am i okiez or did anything happened to me... because i'm perfectly fine... =P by the way... the blogma will be named as "Sunday for Thoughts (SoT)"... because it's on Sundays and it's what i think... it also means "sot sot" la... -_-"

肥猪重出江湖 !~~!~!~

haha... no la... just thought i needed to make a post after EP said that my blog is boring... although i DO agree with her la... kekeke... eh... but i just can't think of anything to write ma... even if i thought of writing... my lazy-nurse will stop me from posting... sleep better... heee... okiez la... since i'm making a post liao... then i'll just write the rough itinerary for my Cambodia trip ba... will be "renewing" the itinerary when the CG (Cambodia gang) meet up on saturday... haha... so quite "bo" since it'll be changed soon... but better than nothing right ~? then all of you can comment on it... air tickets costs a sickening S$312/pax... from JetStar... because we only confirm our bookings quite near to the flight date... so bo bianz... day 1: fly to Siem Reap International Airport early in the morning... check-in guesthouse then go Angkor Wat for half the day then Old Market for the other half... of course got meals in between la... you want to kill me meh ~? day 2: climb up Ba Kheng to see sunrise... climbing ah... i die... then go either Land Mine Museum or Killing Fields to see people die... -_-" then go for the Tara River Boat thingy to see sunset... but heard it's a rip off... *sweat* day 3: R&R for the whoooooole day... means either will spend a lot of money or concuss for the whole day... kekeke... then the next day early morning is our flight back to Singapore liao... so... any comments or warnings that you would like to give to this group of first-time-go-Cambodia-people ?~

yesterday was a not-so-good day

why ~? because the sky is so high la... -_-" okiez... crap... but actually today should be a great day because am supposed to meet up with jf and ee and p for dinner... but things don't always go your way do they ~? because i took my 2 hours off today to go news centre (NC) to collect my vouchers for my cambodia air tickets la... because it's at toa payoh north (TPN) ma... then i thought if i need to go TPN then i have to go early because i'm meeting the dinner gang at 7pm... so as planned... 3.30pm i left office and proceed to NC la... then when i just "touch down" at braddell mrt... the nc person (NCP) called me at around 4.30pm... i thought the NCP calling me because she needs to go off soon... so called to rush me... but actually she called me to tell me that i won another prize which is the Hancock merchandises... so exciting right ~? so i proceed to the lobby and collect my prizes from her lo... then when i walk out of the building... i realised that it's barely 5.15pm lo... so i STROLLED back to the mrt to go to cityhall lo... then when i reach cityhall... it's just after 5.40pm la... so i STROLLED along citylink mall... tried to go into all the shops but my legs aren't listening... so in the end only went into prettyfit and HMV and MPH... then by the time i leave MPH it's only 6.20+pm lo... ee say she reach already so i went to suntec to meet her... *disclaimer: the following paragraph contains words not suitable for mindless idiots who think that they should be using those words in their daily conversations at their age aka you-know-who* then the stupidest thing happened on my way to suntec lo... my mood was already not so good because i realised that there's no book that can raise my interest to spend the $20++ on it... and then when i was about to enter suntec from the underpass... some idiots from the don't-know-what slimming company approached me with their flyers and they kept saying "do you want a health check ~?" WHAT THE FUCK !?~!?~!? you mean you think that because i'm fat so i'm unhealthy while the skinny-until-their-body-might-give-way-anytime-girl in front of me looks healthier ?!~?!~?!?~ FUCK LA ~!!~!~!~!~ i'm so pink with health while she looks pale without but you think that only i need a health check !?~?!?~?! FUCK !~!~!~!!~ even students being forced to hold their donation tin cans to collect donations from the public know that they have to approach everybody no matter whether they look rich or poor what... FUCK !~!!~~ and you ignorant discriminating idiots only approach fat people like me for a health check !?~?!?~!~ come on la... even if you really want to discriminate... you should at least do it discretely ma... and not eye me from the time i exit the underpass until i know that you're eye-ing me... it's as if my name is written on your flyer that it can only be given to me... have you ever thought of my feelings !?~?!?!~ NO YOU SUCKERS DID NOT !~!~!!~!~ i'm so fuming mad man... stupid bunch of people... totally ruined my evening like it's not already bad enough... *sigh* okiez... *takes deep breath* by right i should be sleeping now la... since later need to go for work already... but by left my hair is still a little wet... so shall wait for awhile more to let it dry before i pop my head on my comfortable pillow... till then... take care...

Cambodia for holiday... any recommendations ~?

ya... because i won a pair of return tickets to Cambodia for use before 30 Sept 2008 (but i haven't go and collect yet)... so i'm thinking of using it soon... maybe it can be my grad trip... but i scared to go alone... but Cambodia leh... who will want to go with me ~? *sigh* but i want to go... but my mother say it's too dangerous... so i'm asking the vast network of the mighty internet (bad english... but you know what i mean la) for information... whether is it good or bad to go Siem Reap and Phnom Penh this time of the year... how i won these tickets is still a mystery to me... because i don't remember zapping any code on mypaper for adverts giving out tickets to Cambodia... but nevermind... got free one i will go...

*speechless*

the elderly in my house

who else other than my parents ?!~?! 废话... the following photos might make you smile until your face cramp... bear with it okiez... 来了 !~!!~!~ "alamakz !!~!~ why so blur one ?!~?!~?" because i put my camera phone in my pocket and those were my sweat *eeeer* vapor la... but actually the effect not bad right ~? haha... okiez la... the two white things that my mother is holding in her hands are actually koropok la... neh... those actually small and hard then you and fry it become bigger and crispy and tasty... then my father eating his plate of mee siam + koropok + something else... this is after i wiped away my sweat vapor la... clearer right ~? heehe... and if you noticed... my mother had one koropok left... because she ate one liao la... i caught my father off-guard la... that's why he didn't look at the camera... then if you realised (again)... my father had some box thingy on his lap... finally i get the picture that i wanted... but my father is still eating... *pengz* and then tada~~ the box thingy that he's holding is actually the whole container of koropok !~!!~!~!~~ *tsk tsk tsk* actually all these photos were taken during my father's mother's birthday at my father's younger sister's house... those food were home-made by most of my father's younger sisters...

*speechless*