Calle Ocho has been on repeat since yesterday night!
this is going into my ipod pronto!
(via: eatplastik.tumblr)
transformers….robots in disguise kkuhhuuaarszvchhhh (that’s the sound they make when they transform)
we will alwaes b kidz
well, my brother’s going to make his way to Australia tomorrow for good and stay a good 2 years there and I’m not ever sure when he’s coming back. Which will truly be home for him or will the lesser or one push him to another?
Long ago, we were just 3 brothers against the world doing what we do best being brothers, torturing each other, getting into trouble and whatever nonsensical shit we were up to. That was one thing that made my childhood fun and fulfilling, there was always the prospect of mischief around the corner using whatever things we could find around the house.
Then we started to grow, we started to become more and more integrated into the system such that we began to lose ourselves. There was less time for ourselves, less time for our family, less time for this institution we called home. We had few glimpses of each other unlike before when I would without fail be at home, but even I was out of the house more often that not. My mother in her room, my brother only coming out of his room to watch TV and my other brother stuck onto the computer.
This was the price of success. Not many malay families can brag about the lineage we have undergone thanks to the academic achievements of our family. 2 to RI, 1 to RGS, 1 to TK, 10, 9, 7 pointers, 1 to VJC, 1 to RJC, 1 to MJC…now 1 to NUS, 1 going overseas, 1 with a BA and yet another one who needs a wake up call to get his butt going to emulate his brothers. We were all working hard at it, working hard respectively to achieve what we wanted to achieve and therein was the slow but steady disintegration of our relationships with one another. There was no sight, no feeling, no sound to be heard…across the Rubicon we went with our treatment of one another.
If I had it my way i wouldn’t have wanted you to go anywhere and I would want all of us to stay together in Singapore. Though I may be busy now, I would put in my just efforts into this family after this. I would have liked the chance but alas, time, fate and the strange choices of Man have superseded my aspirations.
I’m not good at saying goodbyes and I regretted that I couldn’t have said goodbye in a better way to the last person who went overseas but obviously i haven’t learnt. I used to have the idea that those who went to study in universities that weren’t especially recognized were runaways from Singapore who couldn’t take the best education system in the world but now that you’re going, I’m changing this mindset. You’re just going to a greener pasture and nothing in the world should stop you. Nothing.
You have been a great brother and although we all wish that the past could be relived, it cannot be re-enacted, emulated or replayed in whatever way. Ultimately, the DVD player of Life does not have a pause and rewind button. Only the strange nuances in our acts in the house or across the shores can reaffirm our brotherhood and our family.
No matter how much we argue and all of us argue, family are the people you will take the bullet for. I would take the bullet for you as you would for me.
By the time you come back, I should have finished my NS and I should have grown bigger and stronger than you are but I know I’ll never fill your shoes. They were special shoes no one can ever fill and so ultimately fitted only your feet. I hope that goodbyes aren’t forever and you’d return. Life always runs in a cycle and I’m sure the chocolate you taste when you step out of Singapore will be the same as the chocolate you taste when you step back in.
Remember brother, it’s the three of us against the world. Always.
[from: iguessimfloating, last.fm]
Sometimes when I close my eyes I picture a club far away where there is free piña coladas. People are happy and no one can hurt me, not even myself. Suddenly a glitter ball light starts pulsating out of a cube that appeared out of the ocean. It slowly walked towards me and asked me to dance. I figured, why not? The night grew into a sunrise, I sat on a rooftop and cried while falling asleep, but with a glimmer of a smile on my face. It was possibly the most beautiful club I’d ever been to. The pulsating ball of light was called Teengirl Fantasy.
Wish every moment I listened to music was like this, fukcuzing epikal
eh ike i think i kelet down the government today which was not my intention at all. I didn’t go for the NS medical check up today because I lost all my NS documents which implies two things…
The medical questionnaire which needs to be brought for the check up is missing.
I can easily go print it onthe NS portal but guess what, I lost the password to the portal as well! so…that put me in abit of a spot. I have several theories about what might happen such as having my medical check up at the latest date possible which mght coincide with exams, downgraded several PES (your fitness eligibility level) or I might go in with the fat kids.
Whatever it is, I felt like shit yesterday really. Just shows how irresponsible I can be about some things some times. Things that might concern national security! ahhhhhh
There’s a place in this world
Where people like me are found by people like you
So find a place as this forever divine
Oh yeah you’re the best damn friend that I’ll ever have
You’ll always smile upon me when the seasons bad
You’ll always make me feel best even when I’m blue
You’ll always smile upon me and I’ll smile upon you too
i had three farewells on Friday, the last day of school.
One was for a teacher who’s Japan bound for abit and then off to headquarters. She was a good teacher both in the academic sense and in the sense that she was full of bullshit just like us and the fact that she was young enabled her to emphatize with us easily. She was a good teacher in the sense that she almost always brought a smile to class or otherwise a very very -.- disposition which is what she really looks like because her eyes are small. Add to that a potent ability to converse in Japanese and you get a teacher the MOE has taken from us to go to greener pastures- good choice!
The other farewell was the ODAC farewell which I didn’t manage to attend because I had to go for the house comm one and then I had tuition so sorry you odac dogs woof woof! It was one heck of a journey with the crazy bunch of 30 odd people around, we were running, climbing stairs, climbing mountains, kayaking doing all sorts of crazy shit together and who could forget the ODAC room. I used to avoid the place in the morning for God Knows What reason but now I have to contend going to the canteen and looking for people I know now instead of going to a room I’m so familiar with.
Although 99% of you were Chinese, you took me with open arms and labelled me as the liberal muslim as compared to hardliner malaysian Faruq. And I enjoyed that title because that enabled me to have even more fun with you people and being the butt of racism jokes and understanding all your chinese dialogue…I really didn’t mind. We supported each other throughout the year because we were a family and people recognized us for being very bloody tight-knit. We were always the gang being chased by teachers for morning assembly, one of the things that gave us an identity. I’m going to miss you guys…a lot.
Special thanks to three people especially, not as if I don’t wanna thank the rest! To jie rong, for being a great captain and growing and maturing since secondary school, ben for being that insane audiophile bu being more insane and to dominic, you always stimulated my mind with your KI shit which i enjoy conversing about.
Lastly of course I had house comm farewell….boohooo D :
wordpress resizing sucks cock.
Anyway, I had to say goodbye to the following people…
I can never reiterate enough how special this bunch of people were. Friday’s farewell was not a farewell for me because I told myself not to regard it as a farewell and I had to go off after 45 minutes due to tuition so everything was cut short and there was no closure, so that’s good…for now. I really want to meet them again and say goodbye properly.
Anyway, just a very short thank you(long ones next time) to you 7 of you for enduring my bullshit as a captain, sometimes for being unreasonable, at other times for being too demanding and we may not have led triton to the 1st place or whatever but I think we’ve won the reputation as the smartest house who had the most fun and was the most honest one. No really, everytime I suggested cheating they said no. So….hahaha at least they had consciences unlike me. You’ve supported me through my toughest times like family and I’ve tried to do the same for you. We don’t need to tell secrets to each other or share our favourite colour, food or whatever or do a facebook quiz but I can safely say that what we know most about each other is the perfection that lie in each other.Each of you has that idealistic characteristic only others can dream about and you have displayed it throughout our house comm journey. Thank you very much.
To 7th house comm, the journey may be tough but take it in your stride and fucking ace everything!
This is called fking wrcked with griefsxz
