Sunday, September 24, 2006


Coming home makes me hate the world

Thursday, September 21, 2006

Highlight of The Week

Woohoo I downloaded the entire Exo Squad series!

Now if only I could download time to watch it.

Tuesday, September 12, 2006

Isaac's Quite Accurate Chinglish - English Translation Guide

In a bid to foster better communications and relations between Singaporeans and those hailing from the land of mountain tortoises many many people, I present the first ever Chinglish – English translation guide. Hope it helps in deciphering the rent-a-phd our schools seem to be so fond of these days.

bugats – bureaucrats

bear-sick – basic

breens - grains

campenis – campaigns

conseared – concerned

cusmack – cosmic

dongs – zones

distense – distance

dois! – Taoists

fei lan tou – for example

gahmen – government

hillp – help

inboi – envoy

jello – general

lanched – launched

la-ballon - rebellion

monfay – monthly

pants – peasants

spling – spring

samoa – small

regypt – region

tu-stloriod – two thousand

unix – eunuchs

There, hope that provides some insight into the way those arses lovely people speak.

Sunday, September 10, 2006


Just caught I Am Sam yesterday and now I'm just obssessed with the soundtrack. Gosh I do so love the Beatles.

On a high note I found a damn solid and pretty darned cheap xiao long pau stall nearby my home!!!

Saturday, September 09, 2006

poor poor pepe

Reina looked like he was going to burst into tears after that goal. I think I'll go join him. Fitting end to a mega messed up week.

Anyone want to take part in the Fuji Xerox Open Water swim with me? Make some money for the Children's Cancer Foundation.

how to spend a no life saturday

OMG OMG!!! REMEMBER THIS!?!?!?!?!??!!?!?

weekend blues, and orange and REDS!!!!

So its Saturday again and gosh the week's flown by yet again.

Went for the morning ride with the Absolutees but had to turn back earlier because I really wasn't feeling well. Had problems keepin up even before reaching Longhouse and then had difficulty breathing later on. Chances are, I'm probably going to come down with something pretty soon. Shucks there go my chances for the TTT. Oh well I should probably wait a bit before doing my first race anyway. Patience baby patience. Hell thats the name of my bike.

And if the coming weeks are going to be like this week, I'm going to need a lot of that. Been a week of rushed deadlines, monster study sessions in school till 3.30 am, half-fuck appointments, people who don't reply messages till 8 hours later, cancelled soccer and bloody frikkin deep essay questions. Oh yeah and one jackarse vomit blood tuition kid. That plus its fuckin irritating that this being dateless week after week is getting to me more and more. Specially after I find out my own frikkin sis thinks I'm gay cuz I've never brought a girl home before. Like fuck. Argh.

Sigh ok right now all I wish for is that Liverpool turn on the power and wipe Everton off the map
tonight. My one request. PLease....

Sunday, September 03, 2006


It really says a lot about yourself when Jon Arbuckle has a girlfriend and you have to spend Friday night sitting at home alone..

Saturday, September 02, 2006

daaaaaaaaaaaaamn pai seh

Argh sometimes I really should listen to that little voice in my head. The alarm was all set for 6am so I could make it for the T@ ride but somehow at 5am, something in my head kept shouting for me not to go. And boy was I tempted.

Shite I should've succumbed to temptation.

While slogging up the Lornie Road flyover my front wheel got caught in the Thai's rear and down I went. And then the Z-Man can't stop in time and goes endo on top of me. And now we have a pile of carbon, steel, men and bright lycra in the centre of a busy road at 6.30 am in the morning. I'll bet people coming back with those hangovers thought they were seeing things.

And then I get left so far behind that Old Man had to give me a call just to make sure I wasn't dead.

Friday, September 01, 2006

orange anthem

Every Saturday morning and Thursday night

I hang out with a bunch of men in tights!

No not like Robin Hood and his merry band

Oh shut up about Cyclops and those X-men

No instead of shooting beams from our eyes

We believe the secret lies....between our thighs!!

Aluminium, carbon, titanium thats the deal

Hell some of us even have em made of steel!

Now before you think this poem unsuitable for the tykes

I'm merely referring to our trusty ol bikes!!

Bloody hell i need a girl friend.....