a friend once told me that a the difference between a slut and a bitch is that a slut is someone who wants it; a bitch however is someone who gets it.
what am i? a slut who sometimes, accidentall, become a bitch? talk 2 me and u’ll noe.
haha im a boy. that’s all.
i have a weakness for fast female songs with a strong bass or rhythmic beat! hahaha it just makes me feel so “umph” {okay i noe i need to improve on my vocab} whenever i hear those beats. i just smile. smile.
the only constant is change. people change, for the better or the worse. {DUH!}
as change is inevitable, i usually hope that people really do change for the better. be it in their character, or physical appearance. sometimes i find it really difficult to cope with change. i realised that many people have the same sentiment. yesterday, i figured out the root of my problem. i discovered, unintentionally, why i find changes in people, especially positive changes, so difficult to deal with.
the green eyed monster. yes this is why i find positive change in people hard to cope with. dont get me wrong but im not exactly jealous when i see positive change in people. i’ll be happy for them. but while i try to suppress my feelings, there’d be this churning feeling in my stomach telling me that something is not right. and the more i think about it the angrier i become because the persons who have changed for the better almost always put on a face of nonchalance. be it act or otherwise, i do not know. but the more nonchalant the person is, the more frustrated i get.
yes and sometimes i feel stupid.
He was a skater boy
She said “see ya later boy”
He wasn’t good enough for her
Now he’s a superstar
Slammin on his guitar
Did your pretty face see what he’s worth?
sorry girl, but you missed out
Well tough luck that boy’s mine now
get my message? so yah, dont be too quick in passing over people. thats my advice.
okay im back from Japan. i came back on thursday. so here are some of my highlights. lets start with the most recent and memorable happy moment.
I arrived at Fukuoka International Airport on Kyushu island to board my SIA flight back to the tiny dot. After checking in
at the ANA(L) SQ counte, my mum went to do some last minute souvenir shopping while felt a crap coming so i went to the toilet.
shall i describe my crapping experience? arr hahaha i dont think so. anyways, it was hyper productive cos i sat on one of those high tech, seat warming, auto water jet ass cleaning toilet bowls. hahaa, i even took some pictures.
after that we rushed to board the plane because there were many flights bound for taiwan and hk also. long queue. anyways, the main point im writing this post is because i wanna talk about what happened on the plane.
so here comes the juicy part. everything started when the meals got served. so i was looking at the menu. international or Japanese. having eaten jap for 9 days, its pretty obvious im gonna have international even if it was chicken nuggets with fries. but no… the trolley people had to serve my mum and bro first. both of them had int’l btw. so lemme explain. 2 people pushed the trolley right? in front was the SIA girl. meaning she had her ass moving backwards while pulling the cart. and her colleague, happened to be a guy, a steward. OKAY OKAY he was a senior steward. senior as in his coat different colour. not lau ah pek. okay! she was in chrage of drinks. and him the food. so i snapped i want intl. then he smiled and asked me “do u take beef?” i was stunned and mesmerised so i said “yah… why?” i almost wanted 2 ask him where the cow came from but i pulled myself from total auntie embarrassment and smiled. then he smiled again and said “you know what? let me recommend you the japanese course.” i was unconvinced. he said bend down and he showed me the meals from the cart. i peeped in and saw. then i whined… but i 9 days eat jap food le… then he said ar…. then u better have the intl… BUT … he so nice chat me up. dont eat also pai sei right?! so yah…i had the jap course… i think he was happy?
so i slowly eat my soba and beef rice thingy… slowly slowly eat. i only started on my rice when everyone else was having desert. then HE came again to check on me… he asked me” what did i tell you? nice right?” then i look arnd… i was the only one eating the main course. my mummy they all already eating ice cream. then he stopped at my seat to ask me if i wanted more drinks… i said i wanted ginger ale…. so he went back and got me a special brand…. hahahahaha the stupid woman gave me local brand.so sweet of him… okay fabian….they probably ran out…thats why he probably gave you a canadian champagne ginger ale…
so yah then i mumbled…i later then have my ice cream can? as usual… no one can hear my mumbles. so he bent down and said, “sorry, i cant hear you.” then i repeated .and he told his stewardess… hahah wah senior duo pai lah. 
then he came back again to ask me if everything was fine and asked me if i missed local food and if i was excited 2 be back. reminding me that we would be landing shortly. i was like”tell the guy to turn the plane around. i don wan go home. so sian” he laughed. hahahaha. okay lame… then he ask me eat laksa.. and he gave me a pat on the shoulder.
the end. my stupid column had to choose to walk through the business class exit. he was stationed at economy. sai-yo0-nara
what a coincidence. i was riding in the car this evening. the radio station was 90.5 fm. they were playing some classical/choral music. this reminded me of terence who told me that he fell asleep to an il divo song which i recently sent to him. i scrambled to recall the song title and just as i thought of the song title and tune, the song came on the radio. it was such a coincidence. just as the musical instrument played, the song came on. hahaha, if people didn’t know they would think that i’m in love with terence of something. i’m not okay!?
and lion king has nothing much to do with the song or the entry. its just some animation i found on youtube.
yesterday evening was a funny one. my aunty and I wanted to go shopping for new glasses so she drove us to thomson plaza. on the way in to the carpark, we were faced head on with a lorry that was parked illegally which was trying to get out. either vehicle had to give way but neither wanted to. the passenger in the lorry got angry and started flashing rude signals to us. in the end they gave way and i asked my aunt if she saw the man’s rude gestures. she said that male drivers tend to do this to female drivers and she made a joke about such people.
“they have no balls. when they see female drivers their balls inflate. but if the driver is another male their balls shrink to the size of peanuts!”
hahahahaha i laughed out really loud. can you believe that came out of my aunty? wahahahaha.
i just watched tv. watched the asian games. swimming spore china import just won gold. interesting badminton match. lost to south korea’s 8th seed. wow. nice match. im feeling kinda emo now. i just drank 1 pot of campbell cream of chicken and mushroom soup. i have not been exercising for one week now because i fell ill. sighz. i feel bloated. 
i feel so down now. i feel as if i have no friends. sighz. why do people lie to me. why do people say they promise to call and then dont call. why?
i had chicken saussage pasta for lunch. without peas. a slice of chicken saussage. one slice of chicken saussage being pushed between you and me. the outcome i cant seem to remember.
Being unwanted, unloved, uncared for, forgotten by everybody, I think that is a much greater hunger, a much greater poverty than the person who has nothing to eat.
Mother Teresa
okay i just came back from dinner. oh my gosh i hate this place. its a hong kong styled cafe whereby they are supposed to mimick as closely as possible the eateries found in hong kong. notice i used the word mimick. the tim sum sucks. full stop. i feel so sick i wanna puke. the su mai is so porky. the feng zao taastes so chickenly and the chang fen has sweet sauce. i wanna puke. yucks. i wasted my stomach space. kana sai. its like sin. i have sinned.
terence u are so lucky 2 be in hk. lovexxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx u muacks!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! come back safe! happy holidays!
