his million complaints

"Mountain View" by We Kill You don't know about you guys but i'm here waiting patiently. waiting patiently for my new phone skin and new acer laptop. the need for a new skin or anything of a protective nature towards my trophy. that realization became more solid when i accidentally dropped my trophy this morning, leaving a small but obvious(to me) scratch.                                      and well yes, i am still awaiting for my skin to reach my mail. it is currently on its journey to singapore now from toronto. it started its voyage on the 24th. should be here soon. but what irks me is that i found out that theres a sale on its site now. 10% off. not only that, they have a buy 3 get 1 free now. and to think i had the intention to get one for my iPod touch as well. and oh, here's the Gelaskins website if you wanna skin all your fancy gadgets. and M1, dear sweet sweet M1, i activated my new homebroadband line on the 20th. according to them, they'll s

Facebook : "i sensed a red reebok bag, HTC 7 Trophy, a spare yellow HTC battery, a new HTC skin from Toronto,US, Acer Timeline X laptop, magiking megazord, solus red heart rate monitor watch, router, a new shirt and they all came true, falling from the sky. merry self-funded xmas to me. and now i sense a Kinect 360 for my birthday. or tomorrow."

  like many, i do and would love to say i had an awesome day. who would not especially when you're accompanying your friend collecting the keys to his new ride from the dealer. and having time well spent with friends over a meal and movie. yes, the day was swell. but as we all know, if its too good to be true, something would come along to pull everything back down to reality.   i reached home and saw a letter addressed to me from NUH. i was expecting that actually considering i discharged myself previously without awaiting the doctor's memo. i mean, i was not in the wrong, the nurse helped me packed and told me i was free to go. and go i did. and i knew when i received that call saying that they'll post me the memo, i knew what would be in that. something that has nothing to do with my leg operation. something internal.                              i was already expecting it. it happened before and its all coming back now. in fact, i had braced myself for it. but some

but then again, i could be having my EMOments because of my withdrawal from the sticks. it could be one of the symptoms. one in which, i have decided to go against today. i may need that puff today. i breathe better now but then again...

   i buy stuff to remind myself that i'm happy. it has come to this. a stage where i realise i need to upkeep my happiness by being materialistic. that's just one thing. it's like, after i got discharged from the hospital, i began to splurge. things i don't need. i wouldnt say i needed a new windows phone. i wouldn't even say i need a spare battery for it. nor do i need 2 mobile broadband devices. and no, i didn't need a new home broadband connection. and no, i didn't need the new acer timeline x laptop that M1's throwin' in into the deal. nopes, i shouldn't be thinking of that reebok bag. and no. i should thinking about megazords and buses.     i didnt want trophy. like many others, i'd wanted the iphone. but hell, i fell for the windows phone 10 minutes before buying the iphone. and i don't know. i feel old. to me, being old is equals to being eligible to ward/discharge yourself from hospital, having hundreds of bucks to settle for bi

ahhhh, and so I am blogging with  my trophy for the first time . Nice. And I am with Deane and we be on our way to town. I shall update more next time then

there goes the fresh coat of paint. well, there's two repaints here in this picture. the hardcourt and the season parking lots. season parking lots being the new addition. washed away by the downpour. i love rainy days and i will be back to post randoms. heading to work now. 20cents

yes. pictures will be up soon. now that i can snap some anyway. i'm set back by a month for my car downpayment savings. and yes, a replacement 32gb ipod touch4 to replace my missing 2 weeks old 32gb ipod touch. i'll get back to you. just some 401 for you.

hello happiness, tell me where you've been cofusion's been constantly at my door and self pity seems to be waiting at my kitchen. sorrow's always on the sofa and self concious been staring through the mirror. sadness slept next to me as i laid depressed while hopeless watch me wallow and drown in junk food loneliness yearns for your closeness still, boredom always hangs out infront of the tv now anger walked out on me for he got tired of waiting so hello happiness, tell me where you've been.

i'm troubled. i really am. i think so too. there's a burning question slash desire in me to make it work. but there's slight reluctance. oh well. trouble me not.

i do enjoy having the first listen of a new album. and that usually means just scrolling through the songs. thats how i get my first impression of the whole vibe of the album. and i'm hooked on one song. simply cos of its simple lyrics and the mellow lazy tone of singing voice. it was on loop for like what? 5 hours? i was in the sombre, soft mood yesterday at work. so the words fell in place perfectly. "hello happiness, tell me where you've been i miss the sound of your voice i miss the touch of your skin...." westlife 'difference in me' i should start to explore other albums now. hello happiness

here's X-factor runner-ups JLS with Love You More. and when i sing this in my truck, i wish i had someone in mind. my workplace is infested with men. that makes it lonely. "but i couldn't talk to you, i watched you walk away"

and if you'd lost your way, i will keep you safe. here's Westlife with "Safe" head on down to my workplace, open the door to my truck. the muziq will flow out. you might realise how mellow and relaxing it is in my cabin. very minimal of the hard thumpin' and bass pumpin' kind of music. only dreary, weak, emotional music. cos i believe, songs these days have no meaning to them. all about the sex and them booties. yes, i need this. i need these uplifters. i need to feel motivated and love. lift me up.

and there you go. 22nd november was much anticipated. by me and my sis. well, for my sis, its cos it was her birthday. for me, it marked the release of new albums by Westlfe, JLS, Ne-Yo, Kanye West and My Chemical Romance.  and of course, Westlife's Gravity was the one i anticipated for the most. it's their 11th album. the single "Safe" is my current earworm of this album. westlife has guided me with their music since 1999. that's long. JLS. what can i say. maybe its my love for boybands or maybe its their undying harmonies. this group has always brought something fresh, upbeat and yet harmonised into my ipod. mad love for them of course. the single "Love You More" is my current earworm from this album now, we cant seem to go wrong with a man in a suit. Ne-Yo and his Libra Scale. mmmm. the usual sexy vibe Ne-Yo brings to his song. love this release. current earworm from this album would of course be the hit "One In A Million" and that'

my mom and dad went to the polyclinic this morning. dad was there to collect his usual bulk of medicine for his heart and mum went there for prescription for her so called aching hip. in the end, it was me who ended up using her painkillers. she was more than willing considering that she'd only wanted the MC more than the drugs. its amazing that when you're in pain, nothing else matters. 10k is really coming slowly. and soon when i reach that, i'mma be aiming for 20k. oh well. but all i need are pain'terrorists.

well indeed. the author of 'his million complaints' has only but one gripe he found worthy of mention. the author has got a really bad back. yes. one which made him lay on the floor halfway while walking to his kitchen. in bitter pain and almost in tears. the only comfort he gets is when he lays down. not standing up. not even for five. i need a new back. my mom thinks i'm ageing too fast already. i think i might die from this pain. it's my only gripe right now.

now, you must be wondering why i suddenly came back to writing. its a simple story actually. everyday i spend 12 hours in my truck. yes 12 hours. and no, i dont alight. ever. i dont. yes? in a bottle or a plastic bag if you're curious. i chose not to step out. its just me. then one day shawnrick got me and hasif to head on down to visit ben at the Writer's Centre in town. thats when i realised i needed to relax abit and not just think about getting to work the next day. i need a chill pill. i can always buy time. cabs always there. i need to pour my thoughts out a bit. i nearly maxed out my memory space in my tou nao. in my brain. in my otak. writer's choice actually

there, i said it. and i always do. as i steadily grow up over the darn years, i'd come to terms about life and dreams i had when i was young. i dreamt of becoming a bus driver when i was in my tens. in my teens, i dreamt of making it big by maybe being famous and shit. i knew i had the talent but i realised no one had the talent to appreciate it. so here i am, leading a manufactured life. standard. and its so amazing that after having this thought (like for so long) even Lisa Simpson went thru' the same shit in thinkning. that's in The Simpsons Season 22 Episode 05. i no longer chase dreams, i chase papers

i'll blame it on you. for everything that ever happened to me. i know, i've aplenty to say. but each time, i blogged it in my head instead. thats where all my drafts and post've been.

i woke up depressed. not where i wanted to be. not the me i had in mind. i figured the 27 year old me would be more depressing. maybe its time to find that significant other. just saying.

maybe thats how this blog should look like way back since the beginnning. "they say that money talks, so don't ask me why i talk alot" i said "they say that money talks, that's why i keep quiet" hasif replied. ok, saving feels good. i wouldnt say that i regret not starting from young but i would say that i'm grateful i didnt start from young. but up till now, i dont get the value of money. its never much and its never enough. my target grew constantly. and im not satisfied. never will be. but we'll see how it goes. and its kinda painful to only spend 50 a week.

its my sister's birthday. ok done.

everyday i just stare at your naked soul. everyday my mind runs the same thoughts. i shall not update you today. rest my dear companion. rest my dear.

i feel detached from you. there's so many things etched in my head that needs to be poured here. my absence from here don't mean that i've finally gained the confidence of living alone and not sharing my thoughts. it's just that i grew distant. many things flew by. 2009 entries were nothing much but me bitching and tryna live up to the name of 'his million complaints' just as i felt compelled to start a new chapter now in 2010, the year suddenly seems to be encroaching its death. dad. his near death experience. still kinda shaken the whole family. ok, now here's the thing. backstory, i lost my handphone that had the accident images. dad's lawyer told him to get me to send the pics to him. dad didnt know i lost my phone. only mom and sis. they rang me up. i found out how much value it had. yes monetary. and i'm thankful that i uploaded it on facebook. and STILL, whoever that took my phone deserves death. within 10 minutes and he removed my

both my parents, these few days, have been mentioning alot on the topic of life after their departure. both saying that we won't be empty handed. this house would be mine and my sis's. that was not i wanted to hear on my off day. "mummy don't talk about this" my sis said "we have to, if not we'll never know" i replied so. ya.

i'd say. this $2k job is doing me ok. at the rate that i'm going, this would be the future major landmarks in my timeline that i forecast. by june 2011, i'd have my own ride, my own hd tv and xbox360s in my room, and my bus driver vocational licence. and no, dont see it as a measly dumb SBST/SMRT bus driver kinda licence. think big. think Orange Coach. yes, the 3-4k salary. cos that's my next step. cos 2k's never enough.

well, you do know that if we hadn't gone our seperate ways, we'd be 8 today :)

never a day goes by without me having my singapore designed and made X-mini speakers. this minute device here speaks volume. its humble appearance may deceive you for it boasts 12 hours of loud playback. Well i'm speaking based on experience for i do work at least 12 hours. This baby here may sometimes get a little..noisy, for a lack of better word. It distracts me at times. Even if so, i'll make it hum and whisper in the engine rumbling background. But strangely... it's not switched on today. My mind's laden filled with intriguing questions and bustling thoughts. We were beautiful...

i'd always get excited, jittery and nervous whenever i have to go to work. it's that little tinge of anticitpation. it always occur whenever i'm on night shift. it's that same little butterfly in my stomach kinda feeling in 1996 when i was in the afternoon shift in primary school. lil things like these excites me. seriously. i still love buying bus models. it excites me. especially when i've got contacts who can help me get them. you can't get them in singapore. market's too small anyway. look around and you can never find more than 2 people in a single hdb block who collect such diecasts model. so if you were ever wondering what you can get me on my birthday... then here's the link. click it. buy it. give it. to me. thats right. thank you. the only way that i'm gonna get my ride, is for me to follow this new just made rule in my head. 7th pay is for you. 22nd pay is to save. considering 7th pay equals to 750 without CPF deduction... that should

i wish my family would go for more raya outings. as in, more than one house. plural. as in, not as early like between 1000hrs till 1050hrs. as in, at least getting to meet more people. as in, i wish more than 2 family unit visits my house. as in, i wish there's a purpose as to why my mom and sis makes them so many goodies and kuehs. as in, i don't wanna be the only one finishing them 8 bottles of orange soda. wait. i also wish that my family takes raya pictures. and thats why this post it empty with no pictures. hari raya always feel sad. though me and my sis used to make a profit of 200plus even though its just going to one house every year. i wish my dad wasnt anti social.  : /

"have a break. hit the brakes." hey you. it's my off day. a lot of 'me' time went into it. i enjoyed that feeling of waking up late. 11am. "so weak. that ain't late", is what some of you might say. but hey, that compared to me waking up at 0445hrs every morning to work. thats a huge contrast there. its exciting how i schedule my off days. usually involves loads of internet time, psp time, nintendo ds time and staring at facebook time. i'd wanted to include bus riding in today's lineup. i deliberated for so long. too long. and in the end i told myself not to. being at home was... perfect. i don't have any other words for it. "last week paid. next week pay" i was paid thrice last month. which included my training allowance. and because they divided my pay into three. i didnt know how much it was till i saw my payslip. $1,780. smooth. basic $1.5k.  its not enough. which is why, this month, i'm working hard. well not that h

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...like no kidding. 2010. i felt huge changes. moving mountains indeed. a rather inconcievable notion that i have grown up. for the lack of green packets would be one contributing factor. this year's raya left a rather odious and abhorrent aftertaste on my palate.    every raya morning would equals to me and my sis receiving a blue $50 note each. this year unfortunately, led me through a horrible process of me seeing my sis getting 2 blue notes from my parents and one blue note from me. and we only went to my generous aunt's place. we were there early at like 10am till 11am. my sis earned a further $60. i gave out $10 there and earned back $60 as well. so i broke even. and my dad passed me the cab money. cabbie returned me $3. so the 3 bucks was my only profit... ...well now, work issue. i was on day shift on the eve of raya. and i'm on night shift on post raya, which is like on saturday and sunday. but oh well. in my work place, i can basically categorise my colleagues i

...and see what i see. Ok, let me put it out there first. I don't like blogging long posts via my mobile. Cos at times, the post might popf disappear. now, back to ranting. I'm still adapting to my working life right now. I was kinda thrown into this job, that's what i always believe. Considering the fact that i was just chilling that day when suddenly me and izzat went out, out of the blue for a jobhunt... oh well, i'm adapting...

its' kinda strange tryna start up something i'd left for a long while. its' kinda strange that i'd suddenly entered this so called realm of adulthood. suddenly i'd become the man that i once promised myself not to be. making money is the paramount on my to do list. getting my ride is what i aim for. a little materialistic of me but hey, who don't wanna get a ride. but that's a long term goal. say in less than 2 years, i'll probably abandon the idea of going public. i know, aint that like my routine. my daily dosage of joy you would say. my job is easy. i found out that i was not the only diploma holder around. the task is simple. rather enjoyable in fact. i talk to myself at work. till i get a replacement for black and hopefully a speaker. no mealbreaks is a 'can do' thing for me. if 1.5-2K is considered a lot for a greenhorn like me, then i'm aiming for 3K. and i know the means to get that job. but for now, i'll stick to this fir

no no, it ain't over yet. i'll get back to writing soon. i know when and how. during work. i'll have some free time then.

and if you noticed. for the month of july, i blog between 2-3am. thats when i get emo and i wanna rant. wow. i just realised that. i was bloghopping and i realised, nobody else is actively blogging. the trend of blogging just died. and no, i aint gonna give up. i love complaining and ranting on things. like today, there was a mini flashflood at Yishun Bus Interchange. but when the media came, the flood disappeared. woohoo.

like any human, i enjoy getting attention. just like a small kid. in fact, i cant deny. i love getting attention. and when i travel, i travel with my army bag. why? cos it has a slot where i can put my so called advertisements. back then, i used to put my name tag. so that i can identify my bag easily in camp. and also, people can identify me easily when im out. today, i'm 190. i think its rather cute. i've got other numbers prepared. but i love 190's route. let's do a throwback. pardon me. im a bus fan. 190 was an SBS service and it started out as Bt Panjang - BKE - Jln Anak Bukit- Bt Timah - Orchard - New Bridge Rd and when Choa Chu Kang started to develop, it became CCK - Bt Panjang - BKE - Orchard - New Bridge Rd and then 190 got handed over to TIBS in 1999. it has the fastest frequency in the history of buses in sg. like 2-3 mins in the morning peak hours. the popularity of this service of course is due to the fact that it zips to town with the help o

KILLING CICAK 101 For beginners, you would need Good Look Hairspray and Snake Brand Prickly Heat Powder. Step 1:Spray the hairspray directly towards the cicak's eyes Step 2:Wait till dry Step 3:Splash Prickly Heat powder. watch in amusement as the cicak dance and repeat steps 1 to 3 for more

dawn jay, the dance chix and the lambo "if it takes one last kiss to make it alright.." and i'm so glad to write songs for others. at least they don't get caged up in my head only. it gets shared with the world. and i do mean the world. seeing my other song, "Last Chance" in the making makes me beam. and that means a huge smile showing my teeth reflecting all the light that ever existed. yes its hard to make a living in the art scene in singapore. but i do have friends that have made it. i have faith. dhana seems to be doing good in his field. and i'm just glad to be a dope songwriter for him. by the way, "Time" music video will be out this July for everyone to see. and "Last Chance" will premiere in late August. i'm eager to watch that. if you ask me now about my life plans, i have partially given up chasing a media related job. no more tryna be a video editor or director. the diploma i have? i like the diploma part but

when i first started searching for a job. i thought that maybe that it might take long for me to find one. so zat told me he wanted to find a job together with me on that previous monday. and i was agreeable. but i kinda tripped when he replied on sunday night that we should postpone it to tuesday cos he'd be watchin' the world cup the night before. so like wow, wasted one day. and i got worried. and yes, i can be a worrywart. like seriously. so anyhow, we ended up at McDonald's at Bkt Btk. armed with the papers. a pen. and a huge meal. upsized. it became a ... "you call, no you call. i don't dare to. you call. no i dont wanna call." "but you're better in talking..." zat countered back. fooh, i sensed a challenge. and there was no point dilly dallying. FURNITURE CO "hello, im calling regarding the driver position. is the post still available?" me "hmm... we are still selecting" the other guy "ok..."

there's no other reason for me to be motivated to blog no more. i kinda kept holding on to the idea that yes, i should satisfy random readers out there. but hell nawh, i'd never wanted it to end. i'll just see for how long more this space can withstand. so hello mr adam. yes, mr. i'm a free man. too free that i'm not used to it. and its sad that my bus concession has ended. this marks my first step to adulthood. and so many things died and need to be replaced. and i finally have full legal control to my bank account. that makes me proud. holla back. tata.

whenever you're feeling down, look up and smack your own butt.

i'd done it. i'd made it. it was long overdue. i didn't get it last month cos i was in Taiwan. which was 3500km away. so here it is, i'd earned the 10,000km of safe and courteous driving. that is almost equivalent to me driving from Singapore to Taiwan and back. and then back to Taiwan again. last tuesday was dope. we were in the car heading down to the east side, when one of the guys remarked out loud. "Adam's driving is way better than Zuhairi's" and zuhairi who was sitting next to me, sulked all the way. "...whenever zuhairi drive, he'll snake around within the lane..left right left right" and then on the night itself, i drove to the east again to Changi General Hospital. and then back to the west. wasn't really speeding but yeah, it was fast. we were at our final destination at around 1am... when one of my passenger started a small talk with me... "bro, your driving solid ah.." now i feel dope. currently, only 2 of us ar

Its's over! it's gone! i'm out of place! ok, that was what my head asked me to type while i was yawning away.. oh gosh, i'mmma ord like real soon. like next tuesday actually. gosh. gosh. and my bus concession's ending like on the same day as well. pfft. the government's clever. and so today, i have to go out and enjoy my unlimited bus rides. and tomorrow would be a thosai saturday. and then sunday would be my last book in. monday would be my last full time working day and tuesday, i'm out. that's all i have to say.

now, this's all so hazy to me. its 4 in the morning and i received news from dhana @ dawn jay. remember 'Time'? well the video premiere party would be at Hard Rock Cafe. that's the first day. with people from vh1 and mtv asia coming down. wow. to think that this song suddenly came to me while i was in Pulau Tekong. still yet to bathe then. lying on the safari bed. gosh. it went a long way. i should be a songwriter when i grow up. nice.

seriously, i need a shuteye. after about 48 hours of no sleep, my head's going crazy. and if you need to know what i'd been doing during my time off after taiwan, check the facebook pic of course. and i need sleep. fuzzy wuzzy loves sleep but not dreaming...

chorus// don't you wanna take the ring out your finger then take your finger and pull the trigger shoot our love and watch the blood linger my gun's now pointin' at you don't turn over -deep muziq victorious. headed back to camp to accept the charge throwned at me. in which, nothing much happened and i managed to clear my name. and then drove my detail. and then... murtabak and rojak in the bunk. ouh, while they count by the months, i count in days. i'm glad.

nopes. not gonna puke out my day. but here's what went down. a nice takeout from BPP and chillout at shawnrick's. and no, i'd never witnessed a $7 yong tau foo before til shawnrick. and somehow i can't figure out how we managed to spend 10 hours together. not surprising though. just amazed.

dok, humvee, adam, yunos... i feel that its quite sad. sad for me to only start to getting to know them better only on this trip. sure, in singapore i don't go out on Exercises with them. but being throwned to taiwan as a driver than a supervisor is sure different. when you're stationed in a jungle in a foreign land, you'd be excited to hear the sound of another vehicle approaching towards you and hoping that the driver of the vehicle is someone you know. but oh well, that was taiwan. now in singapore. im so gonna miss my 5-Tons. yes, i know taufique can do a good job. but still, they were my complicated and demanding baby. always sought after but never enough. now let's not forget the Focus. i'm gonna miss sending people to DB. i'm gonna miss the house visits and the truant jobs. its june already and it's time to hang up my uniform. who said national service was dreadful? free class 3 & 4 license. free triple bonuses. free trips to thailand and

chorus// cos the weather, the weather's so fucked up and even if you trust the weatherman, you throwed up cos the rain gon' fall down anyway the sun wont shine the dark would stay you ain't the cure, you love's too cold freezing cold let it snow let it go cos the weather, the weather's so fucked up it was hot in my vehicle. i was there fighting a losing war with the mighty mozzies. of course i had to come up with something or i might just go crazy. and that picture was before the repeated melody came to head. and yes, i was alone after that. far away from where i was. 200km away from where the pic was taken. it was warm, stuffy and the temperature outside read 44 degrees Celsius. i felt as if i was going insane. the sun scorched through the windscreen. i was stuffed up. dying. like a hot dog. i ran out of the vehicle. and smoked. marlboro black menthol. i nearly died in that heat. i swear. my face was burning. my eyes were dry. ouh the pain.

i'll miss taiwan but, if i were to go there again, it wouldn't be the same. the company that came with. the fun and the laughs. the eggs and the ciggies. the coffee and the beer. the wine and the chi pa. all the mountain views that we had from the bottom. and not to forget from the top. the 10 hour drive from the south to the middle. the losing battle with the oversized mozzie. i'll miss rynel of course. one of the first few people in jurong mt line that started talking to me. he assured me that sups can get their licensed. he was the one who consoled me at our Encik's wake. nice dude. me, yunos and haniff the three of us together for the last time. i don't think i'll be seeing haniff around soon. yunos i know i'll definitely hang with soon since we'd hang before. so yeah. and ouh, haniff got into an accident in taiwan. so much so that all the troops that were there knew about the incident. after this shot was taken, haniff left the group and

hot damn, just as i mentioned the movie "Dear John" on my previous post, i discovered Trey Songz's new single on youtube featuring Keri Hilson. and yups, the music video "Yo Side Of The Bed" totally reminded me of the movie. but instead of trey being the soldier, it's keri instead. tsk tsk. talk about female officers. boy oh boy, all eyes on the female soldier. that occurs everywhere for sure. i know of one in camp... pauline. tsk tsk. mmmmm... and yeah, i'd been listening to "Yo Side..." since like last year on my iPod. so its dope to know its been released as a single... :)

here's another throwback. this has gots ta be my secondary school soundtrack. b2k's 'why i love you'. i remembered watching this music video on MTV Jams in '02 at like 2230hours. now usually, i'd change channel as soon as i hear R&B/Hip Hop muziq on mtv back then. but b2k actually managed to make me watch the whole vid. and years running, im still listening to it. a happy song that lifts my mood. songs these days are rather... meaningless. i should write lyrics for singers these days.. tsk. check out their slick moves and body. ahem. speaking of mood drainers, i actually teared up in taiwan. ahh, its been a while since i let loose and got some waterworks. especially in a foreign land next to my bed buddy, who's also my bunkmate in singapore. i was watching "P.S I Love You" in the hotel room. it was a lazy friday. i'd been meaning to buy the disc in singapore for like so long. lucky for me, it was on cable that day. next up on the

i have this massive fear in me. one that every living child has. to lose a loved one. especially the next of kin. this fear grows intense everytime i have to stay away from home for a bit too long. this taiwan trip ain't giving me an awesome feeling just yet. you might not wanna click it now but one day, when the storm sets in, you just might... i was surfing youtube. searching on R.I.Ps and bereavement songs. there's still no other better ones that could relate to me apart from westlife's. yes, i'm a fan i know. but i'm not biased. in 2009, Kian and Nicky lost their dads. of course, for a man to lose a hero is a big soul crusher. this resulted in "I'll See You Again" which is the last track from their latest album. when i first listened to the song's intro on my iPod, i thought it was gonna be a song about missing an ex or something. but halfway through, i was proven wrong. it was about the departure of a loved one and how you wish you

no more. no more telling me that it's all in the mind. first thing tomorrow, would be to of course, bathe, breakfast, perform my morning prayers and then head on out to change dough into Taiwan currency and then get me some viceroys. no perfect order. to jumble is not a flaw. :) and today's daythree. or issit. arrgh. i can't take the cravings and the desire to kill. no. but its all messed up here in the head. it irks me. i submit to defeat. there. move on...

ok, now, this song had been on the airwaves for a while now. and no, im not outdated. i was aware of her presence. i still remember early early this year when i was at Ford Regent Motors, i'd just parked the car and the song came on. mirza was like, ''how come this song is not that known unlike 'We Are The World'? this song like features all the washed up stars. all the unknown'' ahem, well, tsk tsk, give this UK's answer to US's We Are The World a break. kudos to Simon Cowell for spearheading this single. the mastermind indeed. and i didnt know there was a director's cut to this video. lovely. in fact, more marketable than the official version. and and! i just watched the video till the westlife part and then i skipped the back part. ooohhhh... mark and shane... mmmmmmm :)

finally! just when i thought this fantabulous game has gone out of season, a new release has been made available. yes! another great game for me to play while in taiwan. more than happy!! wait. didnt i sell off my deep red psp? well, yeah, that another story then. :) my sis is eager on playing that as well. ahhh. well well, few more days before my flight. and like my previous trip to thailand, i'm not really looking forward to it. but i'll keep telling myself it's another well deserved trip overseas then. 1 overseas trip every 6 months of work. ain't that good enough? more than happy!!

Hot daymn.. Takoyaki balls. Blame it on the frequent appearance of the takoyaki stall in the show, Gokusen. The craving somehow built up in me. So there it was during our food adventure. Gosh i tell you, too much food, too much fun. I'll delve into that in another post...

26 January 2010 long overdue, this should have been done back then. but here it is. celebrating 5 years of deep-muziq.blogspot.com. :) i'll come with something proper next week when i book out and before i head overseas. everybody have fun now. cheers.

i do have my moments. times when i'm up, i'm up and times when i'm down, i go way down. and now i'm so gonna miss home. heading to taiwan in a few weeks time. and i'm just fillin up spaces before i leave for camp in about 10minutes or so. : )

ahh, it's nice to hear of some bus amendments. especially to my dear bukit batok service. as of 1000hours on 260410, service 106 will be extended to terminate at Shenton Way terminal. The service will still serve the Marina Centre area but will not terminate at Marina Centre terminal. With the new extension, this service will provide residents a link from Bukit Batok, Clementi, Holland and Orchanrd to the new Marina Bay Sands Resort. jyeah! a lil history here... 106 (<1985) Buona Vista - Serangoon 106 (>1985) Bukit Batok - Serangoon (birth of Bt Batok) 106 (2001)   handed over from SBS to TIBS(SMRT) (SBST won the tender to run NEL, therefore Sengkang/Punggol traded for Choa Chu Kang/Bt Batok) 106 (2003)   Bukit Batok - Marina Centre (due to duplication with NEL) 106 (2010)   Bukit Batok - Shenton Way (due to MBS)

...and it feels so wrong, i'm barely holding on" and no, i don't smoke in front of my family. and yes, they have no clue about it. except for my sister that is. and no, i have no intentions of telling them just yet, or ever and yes, i take a couple of puffs whenever my parents ain't home. and right now, i feel like dashing out to take a puff outside my house. and so, i bumped into a bus fan's picture album. and no, he ain't local. he happened to visit singapore in 1998 when i was still in Primary 4CC. and boy oh boy, these are the highlights of the album. 106 and 190 still under SBS with double deckers. don't know what's up with that? don't think its rare? i double dare you to spot a double-d on 106 or 190 at orchard right now then.... ok, more nonsense next time. tweet tweet then.

kudos to dhana for finishing our song. can somebody tell my why i love the chorus? ahem ahem... yours truly. it was a saturday, i was with dhana and shawnrick in Holland V at dhana's crib. i think we had Subway. ahhh, subway... so then yeah, things happen... the mic was on and then... "if you want me, it ain't easy...." ending off with "...i know you are a whore, urgh" now, for the past 2 saturdays, i'd been spending my time with shawnrick and benjamin. which is cool. cos benjamin always got his guitar. oh ya, and then there's brandon, this boy eats 2 meals at one go. how cool is that. i was telling shawnrick, "daymn, we bigger than him but he eats more than us" but its all good. its always a night spent with good company and good muziq. especially when we can actually sing and harmonise. now thats always good. oh ya, if you don't know who ben is.. he's that guy from SG idol 3. the one with the crutches. to me he's the one who k

i didn't know this could spark some anger. my sis bought a bottle of root beer and vanilla ice-cream so that we could make rootbeer float. but i just tripped upon seeing that she bought plain vanilla. i took a spoon, scraped a bit off and tasted it. i got pissed and left. simply cos it tastes like milk. in which now, im sitting here typing this while enjoying the rootbeer only....

nyot. Totally missing her. Never did i realise that i wouldn't be back in thailand to see her no more... now here's the part where you readers (whoever you are, i know you're out there) go 'awwwwww....' ok bye

Hmmmmmmmm

doesn't this look sad? to me it does. awww. But this croissan'wich does have that gist of subway's cold cut flavour. a halal flavour that is. i still remember his words... ''If it's halal then it don't taste good''~sai

''God's fault'' this was before all got high. The jumbled medley indeed...

behind the blank stares that you see here taken in front of lucky plaza at like 1am are partially intoxicated dudes. Especially benjamin. The one with the guitar.. Yeah, he's the one with the crutches on singapore idol. He provided the jumbo medley yesterday. And he was the one who k.o'ed without knowing. I had to rush back to sleep for i had to be up and running at 6am back to camp. In which that explains where i am right now. Bahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhness

''if you wanna fly...'' now tell me, how could i forgot about the circle line open house today? I'd wanted to get a free ride around... Oh, duty. yesterday, i managed to experience this extreme degree of rage. What happened was that i promisd person ''a'' that i'll share a secret with him in the car since he desperately wanted to know. ''a'' was like...'tell now, later you might forget'' therefore i told him.. ''Just mention M&M in the car and i'll tell you'' but as cliche as i love yous, we both forgotten about it....only until when we were in bunk. But i couldn't share the secret then as person ''g'' was there. Person ''a'' then raised his voice at me and shouted ''tell ah! Just now promised to tell me. ....Blah de blah'' i was enraged. I mean how can i share with him the secret when ''g'' was there in between us? It was suppo