Codes

I realise I really do need a blog makeover.

Time to hit the codes.

Here I am

Here I am, munching on a curry puff and sipping on a soya bean drink on a Monday morning in the office.

Blissful, isn't it?


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(That's provided nobody walks through that door and demands for files)

A very boring day

Darn, I really gotto work harder and stop slacking!

Woke up at about 4pm today.

Boring, work later again.

This holiday is really screwed up man.

Back from a long night

Woo.

Just stepped out from the bathroom.

Uh-uh, I haven't woke up. I am just about to go to sleep.

I just came back from watching two movies with Ash, Confessions of a Shopaholic and Push.

Confessions of a Shopaholic was kinda good as I could resonate with certain parts of the show. Especially "I never knew this existed", "Magic card" and "Do I need this?".

Push was really a yawn.

Took the 1^st train back home.

That's all for now...

Benny me!

Well well well, if it isn't TGIF, what is?

Nope, no dates.

Sian right? Friday evening like any mundane day. Pack up at around 6pm and prepare to leave the office and squeeze in the MRT for the journey home.

Btw, my colleagues felt that my name should called 'Benny'. They think it suits me better. Agree?



I guess I am still searching for my identity?

What's this?

It seems everyone has got their fair share of arguments. But well, this isn't the thing I feel like even thinking about, much less type.

No, no arguments now, if you please.

Just got back from work and went jogging.

I don't know why, but I'm feeling kinda emo. Maybe I have caught the 'emo' bug as well.

Ok, perhaps the word 'emo' is comparable to the word 'chic' in fashion. Way overused.

For a change, I'm feeling heavyhearted.

And you know what, I'm stuck as to what to even write now.

I don't know how to describe of losing something so familiar.

Friends whom you've known since the 1^st day in secondary school are now turned into strangers.

And despite my numerous yet futile attempts at trying to fix this friendship, all I got was pretty much close to one-worded conversations and pacifying replies. Well, on the contrary I should be happy as they didn't block me or "couldn't be bothered" to reply entirely.

Was it my fault?
Should I have spoken earlier?
Should I not have done that?

Wait, I am not throwing a pity party here.

As I promised myself, "Get on with life", there's still plenty of adventures waiting for me to be discovered.

Finally for once, its a happy ending =]

Not happy, leave

Intended to write a happy post.

It was really a joyous day until a moment ago.

Aren't you guys in luck? Fancy real time blogging over such a mundane (at least, under my roof) matter.

Went out with Yvonne, JiaLi and ShiMin in the afternoon for a game of badminton and lunch after that.

Already had arguments before I went out.

C'mon; how can you compare not doing the household chores and packing my room is synonymous to murder and arson?

You are very ridiculous. And I meant that, a whole 110%.

So what if you are my mother? Does it mean that you can yell at me and bark at me without a single ounce of respect?

Does the word and meaning of respect even hold any meaning to you?


I guess not.


And I fucking hate it when you say these classic two sentences:

1) I am your mother, and I say XYZ you better do it.

2) Not happy, leave.

Seriously (and I believe I said this in a trillion figure),

Give me a break.

Please, don't say till I'm that horrible.

I don't get myself into gangs or fights, I don't smoke, I only drink occasionally and neither I get home like some drunken kung-fu master. I cook and do the dishes and laundry, including yours. I do Ok in school and studies. No complains or any "F" on the transcript, I believe. The best part, I am semi financially self-sufficient. The remaining being transport, food (sometimes) and phone bill (sometimes) and other stuff you should provide as a parent.

Speaking of "provide as a parent", don't always bring up the "I raised you for 18 years..." yada yada. Since you've decided to give birth to me, you as a parent has a responsibility to do whatever you need to provide as a parent. And not using that as your bargaining chip at every opportune moment. Else, you should have done abortion or try your luck at the orphanage. Unfortunately, those are not viable for you now.

Geez, fancy me saying all those things. Akin to a tight slap on my persona, both irl and online.

So what are you still unhappy about, Empress Dowager???

Really, it is just merely cleaning and doing some stupid household chores and cleaning my room. Do you have to make sound like I assassinated the president of some country? And if I'm rude, you haven't seen what is real rude.

You are just too demanding. And also, if you think that XXX cousin is better than me, BY ALL MEANS, ask them to be your son/daughter/whatever. Don't fucking compare me and them.

Or, if you find that much comfort in comparing, for a start, why not compare you as a parent with other "ideal" parents. How would that sound?

Humiliating, isn't it?

Ok, enough is enough. I feel very stupid blogging about this never-ending drama series.

My throat feels hoarse and painful due to the "麻辣" steamboat I had for lunch and from the shouting just now.

Diew, mood ruined for work later.

Following the spirit of Maria.

restless

I'm feeling very restless.

I don't know why.

I don't want to this nor I want do that.

Maybe I just look for something to do.

This holiday just doesn't feel like one.

NERRRRRRVIOUS!

Fuck. I was just checking for the last time and thinking it hasn't and I'm going to sleep and guess what, the last time I checked I got this:



You may not care, but I'm blogging this real time!

Oh-My-God.

How? How if I fail Stats and/or FMA?

Wouldn't I have to repeat 1 more year???

Wouldn't I cannot go University??

Oh Kenneth, it's too late for this, isn't it?

Now I'm cursing myself for not sleeping early. Nabeh.

My hands are kinda shivering, my heart is pulsating so fast.

Getting results are the only times where I feel this way. Fuck! How?

I wanna open, and I don't want to the same time.

I'm just being dramatic me. Ok, too exaggerated.

Here goes, the mighty mouse cursor and the results.
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Kenneth, are you ready? Time of truth.
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Wait, I get my asthma inhaler first
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Well, its kinda Ok I would say.

The first thing I looked for is the phrase: "ALLOWED TO CONTINUE IN THE COURSE"

I manually calculated my GPA: 2.935. Dropped by about 0.221.

Can I blame the economic recession.

That makes my Cumulative GPA to be around 3.05.

Well, I can't exactly say "Let's Celebrate!"

Either way, I got to work very very very hard to graduate with GPA of 3.5.

Alrighties, time for me to catch some videos and off to bed. Good luck to the rest of you guys who haven't opened your mail/mysas(in the morning)!

F5-Punching Marathon

I admit; the "F5-Punching Marathon" phrase was picked up from one of Singapore's famous blogger, XX.

You know how I know? It because I was reading her blog during lunch.

Jean's down, Lynette took half day off, Yi Heng didn't feel well so I lunch alone.

Very boring leh.

In case you any of you out reading this blog are a going-to-be SP student or a wannabe SP student, the "F5" button is one very essential button you need to survive in SP.

Why? Because you need it for GEMS selection as well as results (if you that desperate to you know that quickly, which I am).

Anyways, just did my math. I predict my Sem GPA would be: 2.5 and thus my Cumulative one would be approx 2.8.

Back to square one.

Alone in the office

Boo.

Jean's down with fever today. So I'm left alone in the office doing filing work.

Yea. It's me and Mr. Files. And a whole pile of papers waiting and lying around waiting me to file them.

Oh god, I've been doing plain filing work for straight 2 weeks and 2 days ever since I started out doing attachment in this company.

Do they really need a person pursuing a Diploma to doing only filing work?

Geez; it's freaking cliche-ish, but its...

Boring.
(notice the full stop)

That so explicitly explains why I didn't blog about attachment at all. Cause basically, there ain't anything to blog about.

My previous weekend was super well spent.

Went out with Charmaine to have lunch + dinner and accompany her to Cotton On to exchange her belt.

She wanted to exchange her belt as when she bought it, it was way over sized. We tried Suntec City and the crowd on Saturday was crazy. Something like walking through Chinatown during 1^st day of CNY. Every where's Homo sapiens trying to go somewhere jammed on that alleyway.

Then had lunch + dinner at some Korean Restaurant. Food was ok; but I realized that even Restaurants are cutting on their price tags now.

Headed off to Plaza Singapura to continue on our conquest to search for the belt Charmaine wanted to exchange. I bought some stuff there as well.

Coincidentally, Ash is also at P.S with his friend, and so, I decided to be the bad guy for once, pangseh-ed Charmaine for the return journey home.

He wanted to go Borders (as usual) to get some reading materials that would supposedly "entertain" him on his 6 hours journey (I think he should be 15000 feet above sea level now, flying across the South China Sea).

Suddenly, we had this idea to watch Coming Soon, a Thai horror movie. He was previously so wanting to watch this. Trotted over to Shaw and watch a 9+ show.

Wah. The show, was... Ok. It ain't got much storyline. Pretty much predictable and the concept again still stucked and revolved around: "Watching a scene/tape/video/DVD/Whatever-you-can-think-of then the spirit or ghost will chase after you and murder you.". However, I gotto give credit to the scaring factor. I shan't release too much, lest it might give away too much and it not being a 'surprise', but beware; the part/scene where you feel nothing's gonna be blasting at your face, it may be the most scariest.

After having our adrenaline rush with hearts beating über mad, we wandered around Orchard. And again suddenly, we decided to go drinking at Clarke Quay.

We went to this bar called the Fashion Bar. Cool place with much lesser people as compared to those surrounding bars and pubs which are so overfilled with people till they gotto stand outside. Ordered drinks and Yoohoo!!!

Ash at first said we should go to another bar and continue drinking or Circa to club but after looking at my lobster-red face and I talking nonsense loudly, he said let's go Häagen-Dazs to freshen up and call it a day. I kept insisting I wanted to drinking some more!

I don't know, but I couldn't really remember clearly what I said or how loud I spoke. I only remembered I couldn't really orientate the spoon to eat the ice-cream and the pen to sign to receipt. LOL!

Knocked out at the bus stop even before the bus arrived. People was staring at me as I boarded the bus. Slept throughout the whole journey home. Was the last to alight the bus; kinda recalled some scenes from the movie. Yikes!

Ash's off to Taiwan today stopping over Hong Kong.

Sunday was ok la. Yvonne wanted to go IT fair, yes, the über packed IT fair. Shan't describe about how packed the whole place was. From City Hall MRT all the way to Suntec City and Marina Square, it was slow human traffic.

Had lunch and all and played pool at MSQ. Before we left, we walked to Millenia walk as JiaLi wanted to visit Candy Empire. Also walked around at Raffles City since we were in that area.

And so, that concludes my weekend. A great one, I would say =)

Argh, exam results are out tomorrow. Or today after midnight for iChat email. Great.

Let me reminisce my previous exam results. Though not exactly impressive, but still, 100% better than the coming one later tomorrow morning.



Ah well, back to work. Opps, I meant filing.

Stay calm

Thou shalt stay clam and not be angry. Thou shalt not shout and yell my voice hoarse. Thou shalt not argue back and let it be passing winds.

This is like asking a cockroach to like a spray of Baygon on them.

By-The-Way

Saw someone came through my blog from "Harbin, Heilongjiang" twice.

I think I can hazard a pretty good guess who was that.

"Hey yo! How's life in Harbin? Cold mah? It is fun there?"

Aww, everybody going somewhere, except me.

Think I'll just have to stay in sunny Singapore.

Maybe I'll just have to revamp my blog to kill some time.

One last try

Here goes; I'm gonna try to revive this friendship using this one last try.

I certainly hope it works.

After all, whatever has happened happened so long already. Nearing a year or so?

I guess all the misunderstandings and other what not's have already been dissolved.

And it's was a really great friendship. I wish I could say "is" though.

How often in one's lifetime do we come across great friends?

I heard this from somewhere before:

"In your life, if you have 5 great friends, you have lived a considerably good life."

Of course, everything takes two hands to clap but on my part, I'll try everything I can.

⇒ KENNETH
⇒ SINGAPORE POLYTECHNIC
⇒ 13121990
⇒ SAGGITARIUS

⇒ A wish that has infinity wishes 

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