Things we lost in the fire.

interviewer: what are you good at?
competitor chic: oh, im very good with photoshop and corel and photography.. blablabla

interviewer: what are you good at?
competitor china guy: im very good with mechanical 2B pencils and chalk.

interviewer: what are you good at?
me: I am very good in bed (smile)

(competitor chic gave an orgasmic laughter and china guy doesn't understand shit. i laughed, interviewee looks at me and laughed funnily like a faggit and china guy pouts)

scary stuff. i am super worried that my skills are just the tip of the icebergs of this guys'.
they are just as fucking intimidating as how my friends described them to be.
i never studied and took this art thing more seriously than anything else. in fact, probably harder than 'o' levels or anything else for that matter.
so, i think i should just burn this month of march on observation, fun and intensive training.
but to look on the brighter side, i guess when im in NAFA i would behold upon a large treasure trove of hot art chics.

go to MOS this month. every Friday and Sunday, before 11pm.
FOC, yes, free of fucking charge. $6 if ur not studying tertiary but you get a free drink.
i might be goin on all those days. Join me peoples..

i just realised that i need to have problems to have no pimples
no problems : landmine face.
mo problems : smooth clean face.

oh, and:
bro's before ho's!!


okay, and i have a serious issue
dragonboaters are blatantly inconsiderate in public; with their num/mooks/school (it has to be particularly either one of this three) tanktops, coloured hair and lousy tan, carrying their pathetic paddle sticks and donut bum rest. you have no fucking idea how fucking obnoxious they were in orchard. maybe you should tattoo dragonboats on your 'large surface area' arms instead of showing off your CCA by carrying all that props to; watch movies and window shopping in paragon.
AAHH OOOUUHH; AAAHH OOUUUHHH, my ass. you guys are in starbucks for fucksakes.

i have serious issues with you guys!
Come in one by one, i'll take on all of you!
(confidence)

oh, and speaking of which, NEVER watch MEET THE SPARTANS.
i find that its hard to find movies that does well in an epic scale to me now

And recently, i watched Blood Diamonds on HBO and it was so good, my dad's eye watered.
Thats like making a butch bung tomboy squirt.
By the way, my dad taught me how to fight:
Make friends or run.
as cliched' as it may seem, i just realised manipulation rules. and i thought that the proverb 'pen is mightier than the sword' was completely stupid.

and recently tiffanie tried to kill herself,
she speaks like no one else in our island here and even think like anyone i knew.. and maybe thats the problem with our peeps here. im confused, but well then, that makes all of us doesn't it?

I have to shut it for a moment now. You guys have to check out the Year of Rat Horoscope Pillar at bencoolen. It just seems so real...


Arrival of wealth next year.
Hen Da Chien!!.