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Tuesday, May 12, 2009






turkey, turkey. my oh my.

i wanna go to turkey.

jet me off too.

3k please

finances, finances.

look at that, what happened to singapore.

our ancestors decided that the dot was too small to build any ancient architectual wonders.


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Saturday, February 21, 2009

do i hear the sound of revival? the whispers of the heart that resounds through the empty space. getting back on my feet. yes, starting to stand once again. i dont wanna get left behind, fall back weary while the rest sturdily march on ahead. its time to fight, press on, strike the weak link. a vision of a fight, a confrontation and then a striker preparing to score a goal. the determination and focus in his eyes. its just him against the keeper. searching hard for the blind spot that the keeper has missed. the game is on. who prevails victorious?
stay tune to find out.

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Monday, February 02, 2009









































imagine me right there, right now, once again...
ultimate bliss. enough said.





out


Saturday, January 24, 2009

stifling sickness. it sucks. i am to the point of almost immunity. almost is the key word. that it is not to say that i am not unaffected by it now but merely partially numbed. incessant words. in comparision to those around, this problem of mine is miniscue. however it is a small thorn in my ass that keeps pricking me. it stings and burns, not cutting deep but causing minor lacerations on a rather easy going life of mine. who knows, it might fester into an infection or something major. it only takes time. i am unsure if i have the control or the paitence to keep under wraps. in the first place, is it even worth it to burry the problem six feet under, suppressed.

out


Monday, January 12, 2009

a life of a jobless man- a sad title indeed. classifieds has been my companion. though not a good one, but one none the least. flipping through the ads made me wonder how many thousands of people are vying for the same job as me. for once i thank God that singapore has merely a population of 4 million, most thankfully employed. imagine being in usa where the unemployment numbers is even higher than the total population of singapore. at that rate, i might have starved to death before i can even get a job.
however, blame not anyone but one's ownself for being picky. thats the main cause why the unemployed stay in that strata. everything to one's own convenience. being picky might satisfy you, but its not able to feed the declining bank account- ps: they only accept cash/cheque, bank transfers might do too.

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Thursday, January 08, 2009

idleness has forced me back from retirement. days have gone by, seemingly wasted. the world watches by as time fades from my hands. at this moment, time is not an issue for me. it seems so surreal that studies have reached a momentary pause for me. a closure to a chapter of life. dreaming and fantasizing about this period for two year and it is finally here. do i feel contented? indifference is apt. there may be bouts of temporial pleasure at my current position but ultimately, it is merely a waiting game.
miao mentioned that what i yearned for was an escape from where i am. a rather accurate deduction i must say. like most, what i desire cannot be expressed in words alone. it is the sum emotions, dreams, aspirations all lumped into a single equation. to speak, i myself am rather uncertain of what i want. absconding from singapore sounds very attractive to me right now. however, i am bound filial piety, expectations and the Father up there. unlike the protagonists in literature, i am not exactly suppressed by it. however i do have to take into account such factors that mould my choices.

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Thursday, May 01, 2008

final destination. the spiritual and the earthly.
everyone has a destination. a temporary stop or not. you decide.
as cliche as it may be, life is one long journey. within this journey, there are many small roads and reststops. take a break, relax a little. ultimately everyone moves on. on and on. a seemingly endless ride. round and round it goes. where is the end point? it ends here. where?-you might ask. it ends when all the petals fall to the ground. everything is temporary, get use to it but dont fall in love with it. it wouldnt last. till we meet again in eternity- the final stop.

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