Screw wireless... In the ethernet port...

I hate wireless.
Wireless went down when i was free to use it for a week.
Tell me that doesnt suck.
Its throwing tantrums in my face!
And now, after being out for so long.
I'm bombarded with all kinds of things.
Mainly, gettin back with frens online.
After a serious withdrawal syndrome.

Lets not talk about the depressing stuff.
YESTERDAY.
I was made to parade myself as some shameless admirer,
for Pee's b'day girl.
God. it's tormenting.
Read Pee's blog man.
I have no need to disgrace myself further.

Went to MOS after that.
Nice place.
Nice atmosphere.
Nice crowd.
Not to mention nice CARs.
Just that the music's a lil not my type.
It was heavy house.
Heavy trance.
And some really remixed Rnb.

Ok, that was some bits of disjointed frustrations.

Waitering is NOT fun.

Gosh, i felt so idiotic the entire nite.
I was sent in to waiter a full banquet, without training beforehand!
I knew nuts.
Disgraced myself.
Overworked my poor partner.
And i think i was liable for alot of complaints!
I was clumsy.
Slow.
Retarded.
With an abysmal lack of common sense.
Laughed at by the other mean waiters.
Couldn't handle heavy things.
The list goes on for a bad waiter.
Heck, to make things worse.
The manager is just a total (fill in the blanks with all your obscene creativity)

I think i was just totally down on my luck.
Missed the bus home.
After waiting for half an hour.
Walked to town.
Rather ran with a full bladder.
Scrambling for a toilet....
Went to Macs to get water...
And saw the last 162 go by.
Waited like an idiot for niterider.
Until some nice cabby told me theres NO niterider.
Spend 1/3 of my pay on cab fare.
BAD DAY.

At least there were some saving graces.
Met some nice ppl there who were new.
And a nice Indian waitress who helped me ard.
I think that's all i can ask for.
Now, i'm a total wreck.
Like i've been hit by a truck.
God, i feel useless.

Good Ol' Days

Whenever i'm bored.
I start lookin at the calendar.
Moving backwards in time.
Reminiscing the past.
The dates evoke such fond memories.
Bittersweet memories...
Gatherings.
New Year.
Christmas.
Prom.
A Levels.
Mugging together with friends and Haribo.
The times we got to know each other as better friends.
The Drama Night.
All those late night rehearsals.
Not to mention the entire YunQi fiasco.
The lessons we loved, hated, and most of all skipped.

Project Work rubbed the wrong people togther.
Jane and the Kings.
Terry and SuZhen.
Shannon and Jerry.
Pei Yee and Gan.
Come to think of it.
It was nice to note how our differences dissolved.
And we strove together to pull through this ordeal.
In 2004, A2 was a cliqued buncha people.
In 2005, A2 was truly a class.
In 2006, A2 is etched into memories.
We bonded together in our common likes and dislikes.

All the times we shared together as we walk down this memory lane.
Hand in Hand.
It may not have been the most spectacular or exciting of all paths to lead.
But it certainly is the most poignant 2 years, at least for me.
Although i lament our short acquaintance.
I never regret our time together.

The Family Stone is good.
Go for it.

Now, as we move on along the journey of life.
Where Fate (Yes, First Moevere) may take us to diverse places.
All of my friends hold a special place within me.

10 years down the road.
Where would this motley bunch be then?
High fliers?
Executives?
Contented housewives?
Charming bachelors?
Lawyers?
Teachers?
Or down and out?
Only time can tell, and Fate can manipulate.
We'll see in time.

Musical Extravaganza!

It's been a good few days of partyin this holiday season.
Christmas and the New Year.
Clubbing and nights out.
It's been both good and bad.
Havoc is both sense of the word.
It's been a helluva grand finale for a grand year.
And, i thank all my friends for that gift.
It's been a great (and stressful) year i must say.
But it is hardship that moulds the soul.
We've all been through the mill.
And now its time to let our hair down.
For the other guys, dont take it too literally.

Partyin is not the least bit festive without the magical touch of music.
Hah, recently i've begun my love for selected techno.
And some soul.
And other more obscure branches of music.
Techno, partly due to para para.
It ignites the passion for dance.
Invigorating.
Soul is cathartically soothing.
Like Utopia.
Gothic is full of angst.
A perfect stress reliever.

Well. If you guys want any music hosted.
Be sure to send it to me.
I'll have it up in no time.
Finally, well wishes for the whopping new year.
I'm not gonna say "May all your wishes come true"
Cause they almost always never do.
Since you can't bend Fate to your will.
Do the best within your confines.
Strive for all that you desire.
At least you satisfy your own urge.
And not regret.
Life's too wasteful to regret.

Maybe telesurveying and gettin scolded is too much for my brain.
My mind seems caught in a cage.
Apologies for blockiness.
These are the escaping threads of inspiration that light across this blog.

Mothers.

What a way to begin a new year.