Because I Said So

IT AIN'T OVER TILL IT'S OVER!

Manipulating Mastermind

I am taught and trained to survive. I was brought up and bred in a manner alienated to yours. Untamed. Once a soldier always a soldier. You cannot read me like an open book. I am impossible to understand and decipher. Tactical strategist and analyst. You will only see me how i want you to see me as. So if you think you know me i say think again. You might just be fooled.

I Regretted Calling

I just got home. Tired but restless. Then it began to pour. It was torrential outside. But i felt good. I love the rain pattering just outside along the corridor. I slipped open the windows to allow the chilly breeze seep into my domain. The cold wind brushed onto my face and filled my room with gusto. Something about the smell of the rain that enticed me to get out there and just stand under those drops to appreciate nature and life. The storm will come to pass and the dark clouds will clear making way for a bright sun shiny day on Tuesday. Yes i am hopeful. I should not be gloomy like the weather on a Monday night. But i guess the bad vibes yesterday was aplenty.

I could not fall asleep. Been having late nights or no slumber at all since my birthday eve and the days leading to it. But that is fine. I am on my holidays. So i fished out my Ipod Nano and stuffed my $160 Sennheiser earphones into my ears. Listening to certain music and songs serenading with such rhythm and melody puts me in an emotional mood. I hated it. I told myself to be strong and held myself together. That is when i started scavenging for my cigarettes. Lighted it up and puffed my life away thinking about everything and nothing. Just like the smoke that dissipated into thin air how great it would be if my problems would just disappear the same way.

I could not hold on no more. I cannot stand it. It got over me. I did not want to and hard as hell i held myself back from dialing your number. But it seemed that last night got the better of me. I am sorry. Less much thoughts and unable to restrain myself i gave you a buzz. In a matter of rings your voice was heard on the other line. I know i should not have called. You were not glad to hear me but that is fine. I did not expected much. You brushed me aside for that game. But a conversation that lasted four hours soon followed. I intended to limit the chat to 10 minutes probably 15 max because i fully understand that we will fight for anything longer. I was right.

The Death Of Another Wrestler

WWE Superstar Chris Benoit killed his wife and son before killing himself. He was due to be in Singapore next month at Bugis and then the Indoor Stadium.

Happy Birthday Bloggy

I would like to take this opportunity here to wish shahren-ii.blogspot a very happy first birthday. You are one year old now. Thank you for always being there for me to hear me whine and complain about life and girls. Special appreciation for allowing me to pour my innermost feelings here when nobody was there to entertain my silly woes and worries. You are the gateway for the world to stick their noses in my daily affairs hence increasing my popularity. You gave me freedom to bitch about people and compliment myself shamelessly all 230 entries of it. You are the greatest.

The Winner Goes To

I had three mouth-watering cakes for my birthday from three different groups on three separate celebrations. But my favourite has to be the chocolate mousse from Jack's Place. Yummy! Thank you to you all! Especially for the presents and wishes. I may not be rich with money but i am rich with friends. Indeed i am blessed. I am a happy boy.

If there is one thing money cannot buy it is them: FRIENDS and they are the greatest gifts i can have for any birthdays. Till we meet again next annual. Cheers.

F.R.I.E.N.D.S.T.E.R.

Finally i gave in to their demands after a year long battle. I succumbed to pressure. I subscribed to Friendster. This is bullshit but i am loosening up. Cherish this while it last. I might just close the account again.

On Those Candles I Wish For You

I am not here to talk about my birthday which was a blast by the way. From counting down the clock tick-tocking to midnight to a celebration fit for a prince lasting almost a week long. I just woke up from a massive hangover of sort to doodle this quick shoutout here before continuing this party that i am pretty happy about. I have to get set or else i will be late. I have to be at Raffles Place latest eight. Coming home late then karaoke with the beautiful girls all six of them at Clark Quay singing my hearts out Saturday afternoon. Dinner should be sumptuous and all these while my flimsy wallet remains intact. I do not have to sign for no nothing. All expenses paid for. There is no capacity in my vocabulary to begin reinstating and describing in paper the pleasure and beauty of this special day that comes annually. However i can begin to express a great disappoinment. My one and only adversity. That he who have been through so much with me and understands me best did not even care or bother to raise that phone and dial me a greeting. Perhaps it is just too much to do. Amidst the fact that i told him so to remain silent on the 20th of June that true to his promise a man of his word he did as he was told. I believe that in special circumstances and occasions an oath no matter strong can and should be deliberated. Our bond is more reinforced than all put together dear brother. The last time we met was two days before my birthday and i am missing you already. I have not heard from you since then. Till today you are yet to call. I hope you are well. Surely once in a year you can spare a thought but i am cool. Just a little hurt. I will mention not this issue at all no more. I am done. Just here. It is no big deal. I understand our situation. Call me sometime. I will be waiting. Peace out.

A Friend In Need Is A Friend Indeed

It is better to have one true friend than a thousand superficial ones!

Please Wear Something More Appropriate Next Time

I was puffing my life away like a chimney on steroids at the canteen lavatory. It is blasphemy to be inhaling my daily dose of Marlboro in that unholy place of worship and having my close encounters of the third kinds on days of misfits. Oh those bedevilled creatures. They sent letters to my sanctuary warning my family of what a monster i had become. I contributed to the air pollution an international phenomenon christened as global warming. Big deal and so what if i am in the noble yet crappy Green Club. I beg your pardon. I am deviating from my story of the day.

Cut to the chase. I was smoking with a special someone. He is not my friend by the way and no he was not smoking. Just there to accompany me. Talked and stuffs. The usuals. He gets restless as the toilet turned foggy. I can almost see his inner beast with eyes glowing shiny. He went up to me. He pulled out a stunt on me and did a Stone Cold Stunner on yours truly. The real deal or so he thought. Here is the interesting part. His pants got a nice tear right up to his groin exposing his repugnant and abhorrent undies. I had seen worse than just his underpants in the past.

On normal instances i would add to the catastrophe but seeing stars in bright daylight made me give my act of mischief a miss. My head was spinning and i felt dizzy. The warning did not help. It was a sorry sight and i tried my darnest not to laugh like a madman. He was hot and sexy. I am chuckling as i am typing this recalling the crack he made on the tiles when he fell flat on his ass. He and i fooled around in the toilet but never have i seen anything this funny. It was a sight to behold. Just two malay guys having fun of what dinky entertainment that school provides.

There is still class going on upstairs but he had to be excused based on personal grounds for some urgent tailoring. He and i proposed a rematch. This wrestling competition is on. Pick a place and date dude. I will make my entrance in grand style. Like Randy Orton the legend killer. Austin is so last century. I cannot wait for July. To watch some of them flesh and blood in Singapore. Without much ado i sent him off to his bike in stealth mode away from prying eyes and hugged that son of a gun. Did our uber manly handshake and bid farewell only to meet again later.