max payne..

the movie sucked
wat can i say.. as aguy who played the game too many times.. the movie is a goner.. aptly called a ripoff.. holy mother.. you follow all the names and characters but not the story line.. even if somethign unexpected is supppose t turn out.. how does it fit?

and worse still mark wahlberg for this?

same goes for hitman.. it was such a miss.. a big headed baldy for the hitman..

noted .. alot of pple say.. the two roles above should have gone to jason statham...

how did these guys even get approval to shoot this..


bored tired.. swooned.

choices.

i know life are full of choices..

btu sometimes when one is as good as the other how would you know?

also wat if its not a matter of one from the other but one from maybe 5..

its so boggling. literally shite..

well i sure wish i could be more decisive..

btw.. i just landed myself in so much shite..

liek numero uno shito..

i fell.

and so deep too...

i've never been in so deep..

think i'm stuck.

oh .. love is a gawdy issue ..really..

lovelovelovelovelleaoaloeakokoskaiwliakslajd

honestly.. once you try to type it repeatedly it does get a tad blurry..

alot of pple lose sight of things.. and i have to say. i'm not really helping..

and writing a lover issue themed blogroll over a bogroll and topgear playing in the

adjacent window doesn;t really help.

well the thing is .. love should be love passion and obsession..

but in the current society.. where pple dun live as long as just enough to discover they are naked..eat an apple.. cover themselves with leaves and make out..

we need alot more to substantiate a relationship these days..

its alot to worry about..

how to find..

the perfect girl/guy

how to see if he or she is the "perfect one"

then.. you date..

but if you weren't happy with it..

breaking up.. involves war for awhile.. then finally a break which leaves both sides in abit of a dog's breakfaast.

much later.. the guy may feel guilt and decide to go at it the second time.. cos maybe she'd have changed.. or vice versa.. you know the guy gal thing.. i am really not that diligent..

then after he or she foudn the perfect one..

the marriage becomes an issue.. where to register.. where to hold the dinner.. which church.. etc..

then.. the flat.. or the condo.. or the island..

then.. kids.. boy or gal..

then...like wth..



so as you can see. the story is plenty complicated.. arrrrghhh...

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the thing is this..

there are so many love stories in my life.

i'm not saying they are all mine.

mine are always the i have a crush on you sorta thing...
so no resolution on that i guess.. hahah..

well.. wat made me write this piece would really be a friend's situation.. and i am god thankful tt the tumultuous times are mostly over..

its a case of not enough communication.. imprecise communication.. insecuritities..

alot of guessing.. and worse still both parties of the couple were my friends.

the girl happen to be one of my closest friends .. while the guy happens to be one of the guys that i happen to just be able to clique on things mostly.. and we were classmates.

when the conflict began i felt guilt cos i intriduced them to each other initially..

then later i got really guilt ridden..

the girl confided in me about the stuff.. and i had to be impartial..

whilst the guy was being all silent.. and irresponsive..

i was getting worried..

i was afraid.. that it might have been over cooked...


well.. just so you know.. all is well.. i honestly wish things will get better and stay better for a long long long long time for these two at least..

ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

FORGIVE ME BUT THIS HAS TO BE DONE IN CAPS..

BECAUSE I AM HUGELY DISAPPOINTED BY SERVICE IN SINGAPORE...

THE THING IS.. THEY EXPECT YOU TO UNDERSTAND.. BUT WE KEEP ALL THE BRAGGING STUFF ABOUT US BEING SO EFFICIENT AND ALL THAT LA DIDA..

HONESTLY. FALL OVER AND HIT A TREE OR SOMETHING.. ITS A HIDEOUS SCAB ON THE IMAGE THAT IS BUILT UP IN ALL OTHERS MINDS. AND ALOT OF EXPATRIATES ARE SAYING SINGAPORE IS A BRILLIANT PLACE COS THEY COULD HIRE SOMEONE TO DO STUFF FOR THEM.. AND COME ON.. TO BE DEADLY HONEST.. IF YOU ARE RICH.. ITS FINE HERE.. COS.. MONEY REALLY DOES MAKE THE WORLD GO ROUND.. BUT THE THING IS.. IN A COUNTRY THAT WHIPS ITS CITIZENS ON THEIR BACKS TO TOIL ALONG AND DRAG-ON FOR THE ECONOMY.. ITS EFFICIENCY IS APPALLING...


I DUN NORMALLY GET CHEESED OFF AND YELL AND PPLE.. I NORMALLY WOULD PUMMLE THEM TO PULP FIRST.. THEN STAB THEM.. THEN YELL AT THEM..BUT TODAY IT WAS SERIOUSLY THE LAST STRAW... I CALLED A CERTAIN COMPANY S*****B ABOUT SOME SERVICES.. AND BECAUSE OF SOME BLITHERING BUFFOON BLABBING SOME BLIGHTY BONKERS BICKERED BOLLOCKS THROUGH THE BLOODY PHONE..AND ITS SOME CUSTOMER SERVICE "HOTLINE" MUST BE SO HOT.. COS I CALLED IT ALMOST 7 TIMES IN 30 MINUTES AND CAN'T GET THROUGH..AND EACH TIME I CALL.. I HAVE TO WAIT FOR SOME NUMBNUTS TO TALK ME THROUGH WHICH BUTTON TO PRESS AND THE LATEST PROMO.. AND AFTER LIKE A THOUSAND BUTTONS LATER.. SORRY.. ALL OUT CUSTOMER SERVICE OFFICERS ARE CURRENTLY UNAVAILABLE.. PRESS ONE TO HAVE US GET BACK TO YOU... OR HANG UP TO END THE CALL.

DO YOU BLOODY THINK I CALLED YOU SO MANY BLOODY TIMES TO FUCKIN HANG UP???

DO I LOOK LIKE A BLOODY HUMPBACK MARSHMALLOW STUMP TO YOU?

WAT SORT OF BLARDY HOTLINE IS THAT?

IS HOTLINE MORE LIKE BOLLOCKS LINE FOR PETE'S BLOODY SAKES..

I'M NOT SOME ANAL ANORANK MOANING ABOUT ALL THIS CRAP.. BUT THE LAST TIME I CALLED TO COMPLAIN ABOUT AN AWARD WINING DESIGN MP3 PLAYER..I GOT THE SAME BLEEDING DIDDLY AND DOO-DAH..

FOR HOLY MOTHER OF GOSH SAKES.. DONOT CALL IT A HOT LINE UN LESS.. ITS A I CALL YOU PICK UP THING.. AND IF YOU WANT TO PROVIDE ANY FORM OF CUSTOMER SERVICE.. PROVIDE THE BLOODY CUSTOMER SERVICE.


OTHER WISE.. GO SCREW YOURSELVES.

you belong to me..

this is a really nice song.. amazingly from shrek..

i really had no idea.. well.. i loved it at first listen..

yum..


for your listening pleasure too if you find it.. or found it.



Lyrics | Jason Wade - You Belong to Me lyrics

i think i know wat i want.

she's all natural.

she's brunette (pref conditional)

she's tall bout 175 (conditional)

she's into cars or things with wheels. haha

she's pure at heart and filial.

she's independant but willing to talk things out.

not necessarily a knock out but soothing to the eye.

no tranquilizer please, would prefer salsa or tequila-ish sorts.

have tats maybe at the small of her back or ankle. (cute, sweet .. yum)

lat but not least.. able to stand me..

you know some of these things are so darn hard to find..

we are essentially looking for a next of kin of sorts..

the one family we've yet to've been reunited with..

well its a round the clock story..

in this urbanite concrete and steel jungle of trellis structures and "I" Bars and glassy facades.. we're now barked by the very fundamentals.. other than the need to work.. out ability to maintain our population has become a problem..

this kinda makes it even more stressful..

well we all have our ideals.. its just how we step down or one up ourselves..

if we "just make do" and get married and boost population.. divorces would rise.

if we marry our ideal.. we'd probably take ages to marry them.. or even after marriage to maintain the pulse or the passion.. this couple may decide we won let a kid ruin this peace and not have kids.. then proceed to live till ilve bores them out.. and sex no longer thrills.. cos it has become a mundane repetitive process that has become so monotonous they start to stray.. then comes the inevitable divorce and etc.. which honestly lands in a total wash out..


our society has to tune down our pace of life... in a land where making do is a death note.. i am not too sure the birth problem would be solved..

we are never satisfied.. if you dun have a kid.. the gov says have one.. but then there after you dun take care of it.. then.. maids come in.. then kids get spoiled.. then the school dun care.. or are too scared to care.. then more spoilage.. then the ever influx of new techno and clothing trends.. and parents too busy making money to fuel the wants then forget to see the other end of the spectrum till its almost too late..


this vicious cycle has to stop some where.. and honestly sometimes i think bringing in of foreign talent ain bad.. sure it get competitive.. but with moderation it would be help ful.. and honestly witha global population exploding.. contributing to it feels like a global irresponsibility.. but then a governments most immediate concern is indeed the welfare of the state and the people.. have to say they've have done quite some job.. and mustbe hell too.. but the pace is really quite at the peak with pple working till white hot almost.

well thankfully enough there are more pressurised environments.. maybe one day.. the pressure will tone down. and pple will be able to enjoy a lifestyle (having the time of your life with your kids and celebrating life.. and not trying to live stylishly... BMWS hugo boss and loewe bags maybe..

a double edged sword.

copy and paste..

i'm afraid i've lost momentum with all this blogging .. thing it just takes the piss out of my life.. well not that i'm having much of one now..

Sometimes, when we lose ourselves in fear and despair, in routine and constancy, in hopelessness and tragedy, we can thank God for Bavarian sugar cookies. And, fortunately, when there aren't any cookies, we can still find reassurance in a familiar hand on our skin, or a kind and loving gesture, or subtle encouragement, or a loving embrace, or an offer of comfort, not to mention hospital gurneys and nose plugs, an uneaten Danish, soft-spoken secrets, and Fender Stratocasters, and maybe the occasional piece of fiction. And we must remember that all these things, the nuances, the anomalies, the subtleties, which we assume only accessorize our days, are effective for a much larger and nobler cause. They are here to save our lives. I know the idea seems strange, but I also know that it just so happens to be true..

i love this verse.. i love the movie that had it.. i love that it was so random and that this opportune moment has led me to something that i can refer back in some page in my mind.

btw.. i wish life was simpler.. black .. white.. alittle less grey.. sometimes our wants may out weigh our needs.. well i sure hope.. things light up more..

miss her.. but she ain mine to miss no more..hope she finds herself freed.