Dun ReaD mY bLoG…

Friendster is becoming better and better  by days … more and more high tech .. Now all my friends will know when i update my stupid blog.. They will now get to view my spectacular English with alot of grammatical errors , obvious lack of content , illustration and vocabulary .. all in my blog !!! not bad right ?!  If Mrs Betty Lim is to read this , she will most probably pound her chest , vomit 1 cup of blood, and give up on me forever ..

It’s saddening to see how people gave up on you when u refused to improve yourself.  The last time i saw Mrs Lim was during a class gathering organised after  A-levels. I have this stupid habit of pronouncing vegetable as VEG -GI- TABLE , when it’s supposed to be VEG TA BLE … Although jie xin corrected me from time to time .. it’s still hard to remember it . In fact , i didnt attempt to try to enforce the pronunciation into my daily speech .. (Because my dad’s a farmer , i have a higher probability of using ” vegetable ”) Practise becomes Perfect and i always speak VEG -GI-TABLE.. That day, as me, jie xin n mrs lim was chatting .. i mentioned  VEG -GI-TABLE .. jiexin corrected me immediately.. while mrs lim says " I don’t even want to correct her anymore" jokingly .. This simple sentence dawned me that people will soon give up on you when you make no attempt to head their words.

Words from friends and people close to you are always the most precious. You should never dismissed them by feeling and holding strongly to your own beliefs. Remember that people around you are actually your mirrors. They will reflect to you ABT YOU .. They are so important especially when we can’t reflect to us abt ourself .

( it’s out of topic again !!!! ) oh my..  hope to improve my English through frequent writting , and soon i will be able to write a 1500 smooth essay

And Mrs LIm is definitely a Great Teacher who seems to understand me quite alot although we dun communicate at all !!! she’s in Pj now . hope’s she is all well .

today is one extraordinary lively day… when out to meet lynn, peiting, sim to get insurance and visa done .. suppose to meet at 1pm.. i woke at 12pm ( hp used to wake me up had 0 batt left ) But time changed to 1.30pm later as lynn cannot make it, but im still late..

When i reached, i discover a new undiscovered species of mushroom!! PEI PEI has DYED HER HAIR into LING ZI . hahaha… of cos i got hit again when i tell pei pei that… it’s quite refreshing to see pei pei with a new hairstyle ( although same cut … but different colour ) .. im still the boring look … black hair..

Then we proceed to a travel agency to apply visa ..  lynn and pt got the visa.. while mine cant get through….( sad ) (._.) i was sad for one minute … then the agency ppl suddenly say…” i help u do this visa free of charge .. dun tell anybody… keep the visa in ur bags ”  hehe … zhuan dao !!!

in between happened alot of boring things….

Then suddenly left me and lynn…. hehe .. i persuaded her to go mustafa with me . since tty say that there are alot of cheap bargains .. we alighted at farrer park .. and soon infront behind left right of us are filled with indians..

when we got out of the mrt station… there were more indians !  when we walked further out … there is this big field … ( YES ! ) filled entirely with indians ( sitting or standing in groups talking )… so much indians that we hesitated to move forward to find mustafa and even head back to MRT station to find  the map.. after abit of map reading we were clear abt the directions … We walked through the sea of indians ( abit weird description ) and found MUSTAFA CENTRE !!!!

The road leading to mustafa centre is so NOT SINGAPORE . There we see flocks of people crossing the road while cars are 5 secs away from them ( of cos it’s green light then  ) , cars Horning at the pedestrains numerous times in 10 secs .. At last Me and lynn safely reached the other end of the road and ta da !!! MUSTAFA !!

of cos.. there were alot of indians at mustafa.. Some well to do ones there looking at gold watches while the poor foreign workers are looking at  plastic shoes  .. while im… ,like other youths, .. looking at the nike, adias , converse , puma , fila  section … THEN !!! i suddenly realised where tty buys his nike clothings from….  The bad thing is that there is a rare number of changing rooms nearby .. i had to go down one floor to try my nike shirt or singlet .. go up and down three four times… at last i bought a cool pink shirt from $29.90 . dont know if it is suppose to be considered cheap or EX ..

TIME FILES … it is suddenly 8 pm…. im late for a family celebration for father’s day ( starts at 8 ) .. we rushed out of mustafa … into LITTLE INDIA… ( alot of indians ) to the road full of jay walkers .. crossed the road into the sea of indians … into the mrt station … and head home…

Almost starve to death when i reached home.. luckily .. there are nice food display at the living room . i ate two plates of fried rice plus other nice food … so full….

— the end — 

mustafa is located near little india … maybe it’s at little india…

You can see how NO LIFE im when i decorate the stupid title with !@#$% and colouring them with different colours….

Im staying at home everyday and rotting……….. or slacking ……… DayS when i have life is when i go for TkD or go out … so rarely to see me outside home … tt’s y i have so much time to go thru my Wardrobe n my sis’s wardrobe for clothes to DRESS UP when i GO OUT......

THis No life state started without no reason … As hardworking as im… i wake up (used to ) everyday promptly at 8 am to go to slog at the farm … One Fateful day, my STUPID brother stepped on a piece on a broken ceremic piece from the basin ( while hopping around ) and made a BIG cut on his Foot. Alot of blood keeps flowing out … I used newspaper to press on his foot first to try to stop bleeding.. later my dad replaced it with cloth… ( these are out of the point ) . He had 5 stiches on his foot and had to hop to get around…. I was ironically very happy that time… i thought " yes !!! He can stay at home away from his ah beng friends and stupid arcade and stop smoking !!.. and i can press the injured foot to threaten him !!! YEA !!"  But never did I realised that i need to stay at HOME with him ………… to take care of him ………. that’s how my no lifeness came about… i play gunbound practically everyday with slacker karheng .. promoting from a NOOB to A semi pro then back to a NOOB again … -_-" …. other then gb ,im window shopping at my house.. wandering ard.. but i took revenge at my brother … making him to study by threatening to kick his foot…

No Lifeness Continues….***