May 2012
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Is there hope for the faithless?
I am mellow.
I am fucking mellow.
At time of writing, I am sitting on my sofa, I am smoking a cigarette and listening to Johnny Cash.
A few days back, a friend asked,” what if you lost faith?”
Then I guess my answer would be,”then you’re pretty much fucked my dear.”
Faith is a pretty curious thing, whether it be faith in religion, faith in humanity, faith in...
December 2011
7 posts
Untitled #6: low
I am at the bottom of the ditch. I can not go lower anymore. I just want to lie down, until the pain passes. The pain, it is not passing, I thought it would, but motherfucker just will not budge. It is like a sad sad song, you never want to hear it but it is always stuck in your stupid head. You try to hide it in a heavy trunk and lock it up, you throw away the keys. Somehow or bloody rather, the...
Untitled #5: christmas
Hello everybody, I just felt like I have the inspiration to write now. This is the most memorable christmas of all christmases. It is the first christmas I have ever felt like this. I can’t exactly explain to you what “this” feeling is, I don’t even know it myself. This christmas is one of regrets, one I wish I did better to not let this present christmas occur.
I’m...
Untitled #4: torn
How low can a person feel? Pretty bloody low apparently. I wake up and I felt better and had hope for the world, the next thing you know you feel like a crumpled piece of paper again, used and unwanted, lying in the corner of a trash bin. I don’t know what is worse, feeling like shit or the realisation that no one can bloody help you and you have to fight this fight alone. It fucking pains...
Untitled #3:winning and losing
Ever since I was a little kid, I have been used to winning. When I was six I won a drawing competition organised by a community centre near my house. Throughout my studying years, I won numerous awards for debating, for a science competition, football tournaments when younger, basketball competitions. When I continued in to my polytechnic years, I won a load of advertising awards, a few design...
Untitled #2:the story of the heart
Might be drinking a shit load of beer to book in is a bad idea but now I have a ton of stuff to write, might be this is how inspirations will appear, might be this will fix me. I’m still sticking to my not getting drunk forever swear, I just have to numb myself abit.
This few days have been the worse few amont my top ten twenty days, barring deaths of my loved ones, this is the worse...
untitled #1: hopes and reflections
You know what I’m afraid of, i am afraid i cannot repair myself. i am afraid i cannot continue. i am afraid i will lose my swag. i am really really afraid. i fear so much it’s insane. my friends are brilliant everyone of them, them just being here is brilliant as fuck. i want to try to just chill the fuck out and be happy, but it is just so difficult. i was never one for commitment. i...
when you dont know what to do.
I have always been a confident person. I always believed I could conquer anything I set out to acheive. I always thought the world is beautiful and if we just go with the flow, try our best not to worry and enjoy our lives, everything will be beautiful. I always thought all that matters in love is just two people enjoying themselves, having the time of their lives and ignoring the darkness of the...
August 2011
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Be gracious, don't be a fucker
I am definitely not a happy camper. Yesterday whilst I was helping out them design kids with a brief for SMRT’s be gracious campaign, I started thinking. Being gracious is bloody second nature to us, it is inbuilt into every single motherfucker out there.
Whether you apply this instinct, that is a whole other question.
Personally, I would have no bloody qualms on giving up my seat to a...
June 2011
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Happy fathers day
Thank you for teaching me how to play basketball
Thank you for the endless amount of football talks we have in the car
Thank you for making me drunk for the first time
Thank you for running all around singapore to find fucking delicious food
Thank you for nights we had nothing to do so we watch taiwanese politicians fight on tv
Thank you for allowing me to get a tattoo
Thank you for...
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Life, it is motherfucking glorious
Hello sad people,
You are probably staring at the ceiling all teary eyed.
You are probably looking for that bloody penknife, ready to slice your wrists to shreds.
You probably see everything as shite, all brown, sticky and smelly.
Well, don’t.
Life is motherfucking glorious my sad friends. It is not full of hate, sadness and pessimism, far from it. Life is full of bloody rainbow,...
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Be a fool
Dear gods, please forgive me. I have not been writing, my brain needed a break. Now I feel revitalised and ready to write like motherfuckin Fitzgerald.
Life has been alright, with the help of a fag and a beer, I have been sailing through the days, I have not much to do nowadays anyways. I’ve been spending time fooling around with my mates and what not, and that got me bloody thinking, how...
May 2011
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Misery syndrome
I am dirt. I am useless. I should just lie here and die. Every single motherfucker feels like this on certain bloody days. I do not care if you are mary bloody poppins or mickey mouse, you are bound to feel like shit one fine day and it will look as if everyone in the fucking world is out to get you, put you down and just smear shit on your face ( unless you like that, then you are just fucked up...
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Rockstar politics
Here I lie, staring at the ceiling in my bunk, lupe fiasco’s record playing on ye olde itouch ( the rhymes are insane, forced me into writing something ). This week was quite a happening week for the world, on the same week, we observed a royal wedding, saw Mariah Carey give birth to twins ( thank god, now she can stop painting her stomach ) and the legendary bearded one ( no, not dumbledore...
April 2011
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Let us rumble
So it is finally fucking upon us. The elections are here. The hype has been going on for awhile now, new young and exciting candidates ( some prettier than the rest ) announced, manifestos flying around the country, people deciding which bloody faith to believe in. This is all very exciting and what not, I mean, the younger people are starting to take notice, politics is once again important, and...
A message to the people
Forget the fancy party manifestos.
Forget the sugar coated speeches filled with promises.
Forget the much talked about politicians in their stiff, well pressed shirts.
The election is upon us again. This time, the force is strong, change is in the air. The people are braver, they are more demanding, and rightfully so.
We the people of singapore deserve a voice.
Whichever faction you...
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Into the unknown
Yesterday was tiring, fuck yesterday was batshit death on earth. We were a pretty happy bunch when we left for outfield training knowing that we could ride the assault boats. Little did we know we had to wash and carry them motherfucking boats, not funny at all my friends. We fought under the rain, carried and washed fifteen boats made of solid steel without food and with little nicotine, quite...
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I be watchin, I be filmin
This past weekend I once again reignited my passion for films. It was glorious, I caught two flicks, enter the void ( not your typical druggie flick ) and 127 hours ( bravo james franco and danny boyle ). One I watched with beautiful company, the other I watched half with my mother and another half with tiger beer.
I must say this film watching really inspires me to do some film making, I mean...
March 2011
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Letter to God: simple wishes
Hello again man in the sky,
How is it going, this deciding the fate of the world thing. I hope you are doing well. I’ve not been up to much, but I want to make three wishes, just for the heck of it y’know, for the greater good.
Number one, I wish the quakes would stop, it is pretty worrying do you not agree? I mean, it has already hit Thailand, how much longer till it affects us....
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The need to show off
So I just came back from possibly the most tiring mission in my whole army life, climbing up and down muddy steep hills in dense vegetation with a lack of sleep and water, not fucking funny my friends.
The cool part of this blood bathe of a mission though, was that I rode on a motherfucking chopper. I flew in a super puma, quite bloody dope if you ask me. I mean, how many people get to fly in a...
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Its like I have five heads
Write, eat some food, study a map, wear my boots, sing, play angry birds, I can do all these things at one time, can you?
I found out a huge talent I have whilst in camp, once again preparing for the fake war that never ends. I can multi-task, with the best of them. As I am writing this article, I am at the same time looking out the window at people walking by and listening to a conversation at...
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Japan, you will stand tall
Once again, I am preparing for war. Last week, we had war in the jungle, really uncomfortable. This time we fight urban style baby, apartments, roads, I feel this could be a good mission for me, 21 years of living in an urban environment has taught me much, I am very much like Anakin Skywalker ( only asian and with no laser sword ) in my own element.
I’ve been living quite the privileged...
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Letters to God : Jungles and Mothers
Hello mate,
I see it has been rather shitty for you recently with all the death and destruction in japan. Fear not big G, I bet you can fix it, piece of cake actually. I mean, you fixed the world wars, financial meltdowns and various natural disasters, I’m sure you’ll come good on this one mate.
So, life has pretty much been tiring, satisfying and exciting at times, but generally...
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I figured out how to put headlines, read on, you...
Pardon my disappearance, I was at war with fake enemies in a jungle on thursday and friday, I was at war with the demons known as alcohol and my mother on saturday and sunday. The wonders of life, how one can feel so fucked up ( whether it be in the jungle or in the club ) and yet be quite happy with life itself.
My phone is abit crocked up since the morning, it refuses to let me scroll up,...
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I am sure you've seen this before.
So I’ve been preparing for a simulated war these couple of days, lots of sitting in the jungle and fiddling with guns. Not a bad thing, actually you might just learn some stuff that you could show off to people that have not been conscripted into the army, one of the few perks of being a soldier.
I mean, it is quite fucking cool to run around in vegetation killing people, it is like laser...
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My mondays are green
Another day has ended, just like any other bloody day, it starts green, and ends green. The most fulfilling things I did today was grab a smoke with the homie Jerry, and eat instant noodles in my bunk.
It might sound like nothing, but these are actually fucking gratifying things to do, how many times are you going to meet your non army homie in your own camp? Think about it, the chances are...
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Grammar police, give me your best.
So I was talking to the sister yesterday because she wanted to kidnap my itouch, the girl has become quite the design conscious person after she enrolled into a design school, we communicate better nowadays, talking about fashion, music and design, quite like how it is ( she is apparently very popular on tumblr ).
So anyways, she was telling me how she is spreading the word on ye olde website,...
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The tale of the Yusoff Ishaks
I wanted the title to be the tale of the benjamins but I guess it is more apt if it is Yusoff bloody Ishak seeing as he dons the face of our notes here in singapore. I want to speak about the most fucked up, senseless, evil, disgusting and yet most coveted thing in the world, money.
The benjamins, moolah, dough, kaching kaching, money. It is pretty much the most important thing on mother earth....
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Letters to God : Hopes and Dreams
Hello man from above,
I bet this week has been good for you, no war and riots an all that ( aside from the nonsense from libya, just strike the motherfucker with a lightning bolt already ).
This week has been kind to me as well.
The army has put me in a platoon and all that and lucky for me, I’ve got the one on the second floor, near the smoking area, thank you for that G, nics...
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The world in all its glory, and chris jericho
Yesterday, was the last day of my advanced infantry course, I am officially a motherfucking, true blue, etched into stone rifleman. To earn my fucking badge, I had to march a staggering 16 kilometres ( apparently my commanders lost their way and I marched 22 kilometres instead, not a funny thing ), the body is battered but the soul is enriched with pride.
Throughout the march, while I was...
February 2011
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We are the bloody champions
Today is a glorious day for our people, the boys in blue, the bluenoses. Hundreds of thousands of people will be lining the streets of Birmingham with their loud bellowing rendition of Keep Right On. We will be laughing in the faces of villa fans all around the world who had a stranglehold on the city for oh so long, for we went to Wembly, and david destroyed the goliath.
We are, the bloody...
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Websites worth a gander : Reserved Seat
So I was out during the weekend hanging out with the designer kids from Singapore Polytechnic, where I met one of my partners in crime.
I present to you, Lester Lee. A partner, a friend and a hell of a creative. The guy looks like your normal heartland kid, and he is, no doubt about it, he is as local as you can find in our nation. His mind is a whole different story though, fiercely creative,...
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The devil's name is nicotine
I desperately wanted to write this piece of thought yesterday my loves, but unfortunately the hell hound known as sleeping got to me, I fell asleep, at 7:45 pm, damn it felt good.
Back to point
So yesterday I went to the shooting range and shot a bloody machine good, it was bloody thrilling, I figured it is because of the fact that shooting firearms with lethal consequences just turns on...
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Letters to God : peace time
Hello man upstairs,
Its me again, this writing letters to you has become somewhat of a habit now, and my mother likes it, so yeah its good to talk to a higher being once in awhile, how was your day?
Bet it was busy as hell ( I find it quite amusing when I use hell when I talk to god ) with all the bloody decisions to make to keep the universe happy, tough job, but someone has got to do it I...
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How to be an impressive asshole.
I do not get physical exercise with no goal. I like sports, I am pretty good at it, basketball, football and all that, but why would people want to do tests like how far you can jump, how many sit ups you can do or how fast you can run?
I think its just not my kind of thing, I’m sure there are people who love it, but they are probably reading men’s health, drinking protein shakes at...
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10 reasons why you should stay where I stay
So I was just having a semi-debate with my Taiwanese property genius friend about why it’s kinda cool to be staying in singapore.
His views are awfully pessimistic and extremist but I’ll give him some credit, it kind of make sense, I can’t post it here for fear of racial riots, but I am quietly confident the pros outweigh the cons.
I mean, I don’t really love this nation like how I secretly...
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Anatomy of Life
The body is battered and the legs are crying. 12 kilometres of marching whilst carrying a fuckload of miscellaneous items, not very fun.
After a morning of sweat and grime, I am left lying on my bed contemplating about life.
I’ve had my fair share of ups and downs, from winning awards and feeling glorious on stage to feeling pissed, kicking a bowl of fishball noodles and ending up in the...
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Lactic Acid
I just went for a run. It’s not that I have a burning passion to run 5 bloody kilometres, I was ordered by the government to do it. As shitty as that might sound, running is actually not half bad.
It is as dull as a BBC documentary this running business, but with a little imagination, I made it batshit cool. I mean, you have to find a bloody purpose to run, you get me? Running for fitness...
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Dear #twittermobile fuck you
This article is dedicated to every pissed blackberry user who keeps seeing the words “forbidden” when they woke up and try to access ubertwitter.
I was just minding my business, watching community ( hell of a show by the way ), smoking a fag and drinking coke light when I clicked on the ubertwitter logo and I could not access shit.
At first I thought the problem lies with my...
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Letters to God : Thank You
hello again big G,
So I kinda have to thank you.
The grandfather might not need an operation after all. News of the day, after a morning spent digging a hole in the forest, it’s nice to hear that.
I also need not stay back friday night, which was quite a pleasant surprise. Two nights of sleeping in the old bat cave is always better than one night.
By the way, could you persuade...
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Top five reasons why pens are cooler than rifles
We see rifles in a whole lot of movies, war movies, spy movies, chinese movies, Quentin Tarantino movies. In them movies, these rifles look pretty fucking badass, or so you think.
Well, as a writer, and a rifleman, I concurr that pens are a million times more dope than stupid rifles.
We use the pen everyday so much so that we neglect its cool factor, and what a shame that is, I will carry my...
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Minor Majors
Imma have to write a short post now, the lights are off and the fan is swirling rather weakly in the bunk.
I have just spent the last maybe 4 hours learning the guitar from an awesome bunk mate.
This guitar thing is pretty neat, how you make magical music by pressing strings and strumming. Whoever the fuck imagined this instrument up should be bloody honoured in front of millions, or at least...
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Musical Mayhem
So as I lay there on my bed, burning life away second by second, many of my friends were at the indoor stadium yesterday night listening to iron maiden destroy the country with their melodic destruction.
I was not a happy camper, I really wanted to be at Iron Maiden, I mean, the guys are legends. The first ever bass line that I ever learned was ” the phantom of the opera ” and damn,...
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Blood Sweat Beer
So I had a chance to leave camp yesterday and me and a few mates decide to go and grab some beer and just hang out. It turned into mayhem on earth I tell you.
I love beer, I do, but beer is a nasty motherfucker who becomes your best friend and then kicks you in the head after he has gained your complete trust and love.
I mean, beer has to be the tastiest bloody drink ever, you just can’t...
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An ode to lovers
Today is Valentines day.
All I have to say is,
May all the Kurt Cobains and Courtney Loves of the world cherish each others shit.
May all the Pete Dohertys and Kate Mosses of the world drug each other crazy and bash each others head bloody in the name of love.
May all the Brad Pitts and Angelina Jolies of the world adopt more third world country babies and film more good flicks.
May all...
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Thought Collection
As I was running 5 bloody kilometres just half an hour back, I thought to myself, I am kinda getting a kick thinking out loud on ye olde website. BUT, there is a major problem,
I hate the word “blog”.
I know what it means and all that jazz but the word just bothers me.
I guess it is down to the fact that it is not the queen’s english and sounds stupid. Words are normally beautiful, but ”...
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Letters to God : The First
Hello God,
How have you been, me? I’ve been rather good actually.
Life has been smooth sailing, sorta. I mean I don’t ask for a lot, I just want a simple life, enough money, enough smokes, friends and family to care abit and the occasional brilliant ad idea.
There are some stuff I need your help in tho,
number one, I really hope the grandfather is going to do well in his...
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Speech Lessons
Sometimes we think about how we speak, each pause, each stutter, each sarcastic change in pitch. They mean things, we subconsciously just want to show our affection or maybe just piss the fuck out of someone.
At least that’s how it is with the mother. She has the knack of using the tone of 90s trailer park trash to piss me off. I in turn would retort with the voice of a cocky protagonist of...
