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Aiya i have been wasting too much space on my blog, maybe its time for a change. 1 hour away from 2010. Lets talk about happy things. To me when i think of happy things mostly its just football maybe at tis moment la. But football isnt realli lyk 20 men chasing a ball its dreams religion culture history country club family life death gals party sex scandal money cars love hate fights hug tears joy pride honour the world globalisation revoultion and evolution. i plead u take 7 minutes of ur time to enjoy these vids




U said i was a friend. U r sad tat u lost me...Are u sure? Wad have u done seriously. Do u ever think i can treat u like one. U go laughing at others den tell me about them so m i also supposed to laugh wif u den go out wif them huh, friend? I invited u wif open arms to play my PS2. When i wanted to go ur house u didnt allow me. Guess wad, ur best pal told me cause u were hiding ur newly bought ps3. Is tat called a friend? I told u secrets...and u spred it lyk wildfire. So is tis call a friend huh? When i was in nid of help as people were threatening me, where the fuck are u, friend!!! U ran off away from me as though i wasnt even there and didnt even care! Now u changed my best friend completely, and he is nothing like himself and acting more n more lyk u every single day. Is tat called a friend? U go saying its playboy time so wad r gals ur playthings? Are our friends supposed to be used as a tool lyk playthings? U r sad o god pls i would even be more sad to hav a person lyk u as a friend who could stab me anytime...

Everyone loves to joke. Some joke lame some joke funny. Everyone loves to be a joker or the popular guy. Jokes can make others laugh but does it mean at the expense of others? People smile but how about the other guy whos heart may be crying? Joking at the personality or physical appearance of someone can really be funny at times, well the other party might even laugh as well. But if persistant of such jokes could realli be irritating or might even be heart breaking as well. So is it worth it? Laughing at ur own jokes at the expense of piercing another's heart? Well not realli....

Some dousche has been expoiting the use of FB and it kinda blows. This is how it goes. They take a picture of themselves and some other bull shit friends den they post on FB and they go like...blah blah blah "likes". Kay its realli wtf like why the fuck would u like ur own picture and why must post on FB everytime. OOOOOoooo we went to tis place, ooo we were eating this and tat and oooo i was wif him/her. I could probably look myself naked in the mirror and like it a million times if there is such a button which i can click on. U noe fuck tis, i realli dun understand. Its it realli tat thrilling? Does it gets u erected or something? Yeah FB is indeed powerful and yes u/we/i/they/he/she has probably pissed lyk a dozen and thousand other people tat u dun noe whos hiding a knife behind u ready to stab u only from the proper way and tats through the front into the heart.

[i][u][b]ăļLęx °[/b][/u][/i] says:
damn funny
![{ Jas }] ----------- My idea was to build Liverpool into a bastion of invincibility. Napoleon had that idea. says:
?
wad funny
[i][u][b]ăļLęx °[/b][/u][/i] says:
really funny ma
u dun think so meh
they take all these kind of pics
friggin bo liao
like acting in some show like that
just to show ppl
o
we were together
=.=
fuck it
![{ Jas }] ----------- My idea was to build Liverpool into a bastion of invincibility. Napoleon had that idea. says:
haha
nice logic
i like it
nice
[i][u][b]ăļLęx °[/b][/u][/i] says:
of course
i always make sense
but most of the time
too chim

In FNB u dun go saying who smokes here. In FNB u go who doesnt smokes here cause everyone smokes here. I have passed test no.1 which is handling tough customers, and test no.2 which i handling the glum face popo which guai lan me everyday. Both of which is best if u just keep quiet. But for test 3 u cant keep quiet u have to smile or giggle cause its rude not to talk to people who smokes and u might piss them off so much tat they might jus sear the butt into ur skin. Heres test 3, people ask u if u smoke...no reply? They hand u a cigarette...kay i noe wtf. I think test 3 means trying not to smoke. Everyone smokes here tat it jus becomes a norm and u r weird if u dun smoke. Everyone has tat bitter breathe when they exhale and i kinda got used to it. My friend told me he smoked b4 hot and cold. Dun realli get it though. Hot one is lyk drinking hot coffee while cold one is lyk sucking air con. So i tried...not smoking but sucking air con. Kay didnt realli got the excitement tat was expected. Today i passby this dishwasher guy who had tattoos on his arm. He was rolling up cigarette butt den i look at him. He stare at me den offer me one stick. (Tell me wat to do next...) My mum is so gonna kill me and remove me from my job if she sees tis

The Siao Chef is actually this guy who works behind the local kitchen and he has that baby face that u wana pinch. He crazy one whole day laugh laugh smile smile. He told me tat he had cheated many gals heart through cookin:) nice!!! Den i ask him if he got 5 'c's. He said now its not popular. He has a chef career, country club not important, o level cert, got car(probably a cherry queque), got money, credit card who also can have. He damn crappy a little lyk me. Sometimes its just nice to hav someone crazy enough not to make my work so bored...someone lyk him will do.

White haired, dirty freakled and wrinkled skin...i m starting to fear old age. I stared hard at my colleagues and they muttered to me their thoughts as though there wasnt anyone to hear them out. Sometime it becomes so repetitive tat it becomes kinda annoying. I wonder...wonder if i would become lyk them. So gloomy so lonely and always seeking someone to talk to. One of them even told me he wanted to commit sucide. Gosh i didnt noe how to react. Old people are super sensitive lyk children. Wrong words and u may never see them again. 50 yrs from now ad would i be? Lyk them not enjoying their old age? Sometimes my heart just pours out to them and worries myself of my future.

Work went so wrong today tat i can onli spell F.U.C.K. Singaporeans are realli a bunch of mother fuckers who think they are paying to be served. Fuck no people i m working in a foodcourt no restaurant here, still i can do wif a "thank you" "hello", u dun fucking attitude us, wokers. U wan excellence den go open ur own mother cunt's food court. U go fucking work in FNB den u noe wat u are eating. U dun fucking demand from people, i'm not ur slave or how about i give u ur mother's breast milk when u wan evaporated milk.

Eg 1. Woman wans a tag because she doesnt wans to stand up and wait for her food.
2. I got scolded for something i did not do wrong. Customer wans 2 ebi bento set i gav card 8. Ding ding ding! Supervisor come and walk wif pass them two bento set den return back and say no.8 never order. Customer fucking mad!!! She returns and add on to my misery of taking orders for three stores by scolding me. I took out the food for them den kana blast again. Those fucking cunts should be more polite. Moreover its not my fault and its a foodcourt u fucking never pay me service tips u wan service? I giv u service u not thankful u act lyk an all dried up pussy and blast me after i apologise for a mistake i did not make? Mdm u are fucking ridiculous!!! I cursed ur fucking CPF all dried up lyk ur menopaused pussy den u have to work in FNB also. Work lyk shit pay lyk crap. Den i go there te kan u. Auntie u noe wad is te kan? It pig fuck. I make u work lyk a whore den fuck u wif complaints.

super duper weird day at work. 10 mins into my job, one gal from hai sing secondary came up to me and told my tat i look lyk her friend so she wanted my picture, den another gal came up to me and told me tat her friend lyks me. WTF!!! I dun think i'm lyk paid for such things right? den GM came and told me he has a new challenge for me. Stand behind western food counter and take orders, sell dim sum. Its actually called slacking cause u kinda not have to move a muscle.

i m really not supposed to say certain things out but seriously man its unavoidable tat u got suck into fucking politics when u couldnt care less. All i can say is do ur part well, get out of the way or u will be sucked and milked dry...its a warning...

kay sorry i think i beginning to get addicted to work. Money has made me nuts. Its 11 hours today. Well at least i spent eleven of it drawing a clear line between my colleagues- WHOSE trustworthy whose not, something i've learn in skool. i begining to feel the toilet cleaner who has been speaking to me in Hokkien when i pee looks more and more lyk Twety, moreover her uniforn is yellow. I would lyk to apologise to the snail which i crushed it wif my father's new black shoes today- sorri i didnt see u, the streets too dark.

Many people are curious about my job kay so heres a list of things i do in order:
1. On the 4 silde doors wif a custom key by turning the lock on each side
2. Refill the ice supplies (once supply ends-constantly)
3. Clean every table b4 customer comes
4. Dry the outside tables and chairs if it is wet especially when it rains
5. Refill supply of utensils eg, fork, knife, spoon, coffee cup, soft drink cups and
trays (once supply ends-constantly)
6. Boil the water in the dispenser
7. Refill coffee by putting in coffee powder in the dispenser den pour in hot
water(once supply ends-constantly)
8. Refill creamer, sugar and stirrer (once supply ends-constantly)
9. Spot sweep the floor
10. Mop the wet spots
11. Stock up can drinks supply (once supply ends-constantly)
12. Clear tables and wipe them after customers' meals(constantly)

i'm not exactly sure if i have miss out anyway things but i think tats all...

i didnt noe theres such a thing and tot it onli exist in courts and offices. The stall vendors were quite nice always smiling at me making me feel welcome at work. One customer from taiwan said that i handsome boy. I hope the husband dun take any offence. i made a new fren today who was the cleaner of the toilet. She asked me about my affairs in Hokien and i smoked my way through fluently until she asked me how old was my brother. Damn! How to say 12 in Hokkien. Body language was still the most efficient.
i get very typical comments lyk: woah boy u veri guai/hardworking/obedient/diligent and the other synonyms u can find. Holiday job arh? Its lyk some broken recorder and my replies were all the same. Its 7am to 5pm today. I woke up earlier as compared to skool day, cant keep my eyes open...

ah ma 1: boy tat ah ma 2 weird weird one keep rushing me to go home even though i dun wan. i dun realli lyk her.
me: ...
ah ma 1: i wan to work leh at home boring!!!

ah ma 2: boy actually i yesterday wana ask u wat time go home one
me: erm den?
ah ma 2: tat ah gong lor. keep rushing me to keep the mop...
me: ...

ah ma 1: boy u work till wat time?
me: 5 lor wan to get more money today
ah ma 1: now 3.50 right? kay i dismissed at 4 so i think i go toilet hide till 4.
me:woah ah ma u kay long!!!

i love working.i didnt quite noe my job until yesterday. U noe the Kopitiam aunties and uncles clearing ur plate? Yeah tats my job. Just tat it was a little more tedious. i gotta clear the plates. Refill the ice, i think refill the coffee dispenser, arrange the chairs, arrange the cold drinks in the freezer, lets see wat else. I think i was made or was paid to sweat in a air con room, cool huh? I was rather shock to see my colleagues. They were all white haired, a little hunch back and have those dirty freakles on their skin. YEAH its old people. Its lyk working hands in hands wif ur po po or ur ah kong. So my colleagues are lets see naggy frenly and helpful. I kinda lyk them except tat nasty po po wif tat weird attitude.

i asked one ah ma: ah ma ni ji shui?
ah ma: ni cai leh?
me: qi shi!!!
ah ma: wa ni zhen me zhi dao?

me: po po ni zhen me lao wei shen me bu retire?
ah ma: men ma!! A! Wa de er zi bu zhi dao leh!
me: lol(thoughts)

big sister: jasper so how?
me: a little tired
big sister: u suei la got two veri pretty china xiao mei mei supposed to come one...
me: (silence)(eye big big)(didnt hear the rest big sister said)

i noe it. i can sense it. u are avoiding me as though as i have HIV. i beg u not to do tat cause i will not pester u so u dun hav to be afraid. I will not bug u nor will i force u so pls be brave enough to look me in the eye. U said we can be friends so look me in the eye lyk a friend


i went to work yesterday wif HP at vivo's third annuversary as a waiter . I never knew tat being a waiter was tat tiring until yesterday. The people there(my colleagues) were nice. I had alot of names: Ryan, Xiao Di Di, Excuse Me, Waiter, Sec 3 boy, Sec 1 boy. Den slowly we began talking about football. JC soccer, EPL, betting soccer etc. Hui Ping broke a glass under someone's else carelessness. I didnt crowd around her as i knew we had to move on wif it. It was tough earning my bucks but i had to perservere to get my transformers and ironman toys. My arms are aching but i love it- EARNING money in exhcange of accumulation of lactic acid.