Wednesday, February 27, 2008

Songs from nowhere -

There has been kilos of thoughts, if that could be measured, that I'd have blogged down but some are better already left in my head. Or had been taken over by my laziness. Thinking can be a great priceless tool or instrument that one has in different special ways for an indivisual. But it can really be a bore or an irritant as times when the powerful mind plays you out which dictates your every move and action, takes away sleep and leave you blank for awhile.

Anyways, over the last weekend, the topic of the Sunday time's was about expectations of Singaporean ladies about men in situations such like paying for dates, opening doors, remembering anniversaries, dressing up for occasions and even carrying handbags. I was glad that this topic popped out after so much bragging about this to my baby and some of my boys. Saying that some guys put on that gangster act, trying to give that impression they cannot be touch because of some crappy unglam tattoo that they have on thier arms or back. But end up carrying a pinky, girly and ugly looking fake Gucci pouch or handbag thier girlfriend's have but/yet not carry. Not knowing that they are just being a joke and a place for humour in the streets at times.

What the newspaper reported, was that ladies expect thier men to do many things for them from paying to sending them back home. Amazingly and to a shock it came to my knowledge that some guys even do not mind doing those for our pretty counterparts. Though for me, I trust that I respect, stay faithful, love and care for my girl but it would not mean I would so those things. Some girls in the survey stated that it would be love and respect for their boyfriends to carry thier handbags.

I'm certain that lady got the wrong definition from the wrong dictionary or search engine whatsoever. I hope that those reading the papers of course my gender of the male population would realize that we should not live up too much to women's expections of this sort which is not human or even equal as they want it now or in future. Since women would want to be equal in all ways then lets all be equal - Would women ever serve the Nation or would men ever give birth? I am stating the extremes in attemp to show whoever is reading my blog, the magnitude of silly stereotyping things happening even in the 21st century.

Would'nt it be faster for a lady to get the car door for herself rather than her man get it if they were late to catch an important appointment? Wouldnt it be nice once in awhile when women take a little more resposibility in leading and lightening the load off men? Would a lady finally take more sense into doing what thier totally capable of doing as thier male counterparts can? I said before that my girl has to be the girlfriend who would stand up for both herself and I, to be strong enough to carry her own bag and do the things all human beings can up to their own abilities. Not to spoil the image of her man by having him in a clean cut suit with a nice handsome tie but a little hand bag up his shoulder. Or pay, which is totally just a feed off, being a cheap girl dependant on men. Step up to the game and play women in all ways, be the role that you have not be the role in the expense of hurting someone else. Some guys are really not worth it, Yes, but dont forget not all guys are what you think. What if it is that perverty guy who have something up in his mind, up to no good and you expect him to send you back home? Dont think you have everything in your hands because you are a lady because not everything is, same goes for the men.


Therefore, I wanna shout out to my baby, though the covers of our true self have not peel off totally. I want you to be true always. To keep those mature thoughts going and to be the lady for me to love and to do all you can. Cause I'm to do mine. Thanks for not letting me be that guy who will have to worry about paying, opening and carrying stuff for you. As my baby is totally capable of that, she's the girl. Of course, I will play my part to show you respect and love in all so many different ways. Way apart from crazy dreamland expectations. That's my girl. You have been amazing in your thoughts and actions. Remaining strong and in doing your part. Sure we'll have some faults but through it all you come out better and improved. So much to word in our status but whatever it is, you have been the girl of my liking who I'm growing to Love. I'll be your man. - Justin.

There she is, my baby girl. You dont have to dream so big just love with all you can and be like no other in thier wasteful thinking. Look up into the sky with the stars in it because you clearly know what they mean. Ask me for evaluation cause you will know how you score, share with me your thoughts cause I'll be more than your shoulder and ears. Live life expecting to be better of course because we will work things out ahead. Treasure all around, your love ones and me because you are in my "The One's I Treasure List." Fear and worry not about me as we discussed because you will have nothing to worry about. Place all needless negativity away and look at important ones in the face and overcome them because I'll be right around to face them with you. Throw all temptations aside and know what you want and need, because I'm trying and I know I want and need you. See only Us till the end because when I think and see Us till the end, I only see your smile and feel your heart with mine. Love no other because I won't stop Loving you.

Underdress







Once again, I shall not post up much as there is certainly too much to word. To get me started, it is the end of Year One in Ploy. Year Two will be up come April. A part of me hope all is well to get into my elective course as the other part thinks that it may be to packed up with stuff. But I guess I got to do my best in whatever and juggle many things and be proud of myself. My Year's gpa - 3.2, should I be proud of it? I guess I should as know I did my best though not all the time, but the effort from just picking myself out of bed, doing up the layout and much more for presentation and trying at all UTs. I feel delighted yet I have to keep it up and going. Claps for my friends and baby for doing equally well of much better. So the long yet short holidays begin.


Jumped into the New Year's was the opener to my holidays. The previous few days was out with baby to celebrate the end of Year One, chilled around, skipped the last two days of school and was over at her place area till the time she needed to leave for New Year's over at Malaysia. Nice meeting you Aunty, by the way not just an aunty but my baby's mum! Thanks for the healthy drinks. Kept in contact with baby throughout for about four days. On my side, visitings as per usual. Various places, from locations of Seragoon Gardens, Mandai, Clementi, Queenstown, AMK, Kovan, Gih Moh Estate and Boon Keng. Guess there would be a few more which by now I would have a problem recalling. Collected a decent sum of Ang Baos. Though the other objectives of this highly celebrated festive season is to wish each other the best for the year/s ahead, meet and catch up and of course have fun in humble games of blackjacks and other gambling modes and eat.

After that quick buzzy week, it was sure another highly celebrated event. Stood in the later part of the following week was Valentine's day. Love - such a powerful word, splendid and glorious. Yet used worthlessly and the misuse of it has been casuing great damage. Till we all see it all as one. Few would actually know the meaning of Vday yet celebrate just because it is universal and claim to be done by lovers all around. Therefore, a normal loving couple would do the same from the fear of many things. Such as making his or her partner feel less worthy. Well in certain ways I beg to differ. Love should only be celebrated when it is felt. Though I celebrated it with baby, I made it clear that it was because of things we been and yet to have been through and the various other reasons behind - as to not make this post any inch longer. I hope you could see through me, the me that wants to be with you for all times, the me that is no average flirt, the me that wants to Love. Guess that says it all. A meaningful four days celebration with the long awaited meet up with her mum at her place. Time at gardens, the light up which took awhile cause of strong winds, was proud of it afterall. Town, dinner, walk down to Istana Park, Cab ride back, supper. Various things major or minor - in my heart. Movies together, p/s I Love You and Jumper. p/s Ily was a brillant picture with a good creative little plot with a great person to watch it with. Every part of the show Ithought of it deeper and related it to reality, how so important each mind plays to a show that they understand and sort to relate. The Love between friends, parents or in this case a mother and of course your partner. The things we go through, the reactions after a tragic event. I watch that moive twice, both with the best ladies in my life. My mum and baby. That is excluding my sis though. Jumper was all bout effects, the plot wasnt introduced well enough and I guess there might be part two in future. However, a power that would cause destruction in the real world if anyone would have it.

Other days ahead, chilled with my boys over at gardens. Chilling back home, Church for Stations of the Cross. Chilling with baby, Gardens, AMK and Town area, very pleasant times. Your smiles for me - wow. Finally my birthday dinner with family at Cafe Iguana. Met up with a bunch of Semester one classmates including my baby of course. Quite a blend catch up but at least it was good. Billy Bombers for dinner and coffeebean for chills and chats, small walk arounds in between. Earlier before the meet up, it was with baby, walked around, read childern's books and just enjoying around with her. Yesterday Tues, we decided to head to East Coast, had a shocker at prices, chill for a little while but my nose was runny and decided to have an early night. It was nice just walking around with her and thanks for the ice cream. Looking forward for all so countless nice times around the next time. Today, I have some time for home and there, my post for the blog. I have been wanting so much to blog but my laziness can actually murder me. Soon for more. My bad I didnt head on for the surprise Freely and I didnt go for the long time catch up with my kindergarden teacher and friends. It all came at once, with me being tired and down with my skin condition and runny nose as well. You'll never know the misery and that's a good thing.
-I choose always to be the better me for you. I choose to be the best that I can be, let me expect to hit my own expectations rather then you put me down for me weaknesses and for not meetings yours out there. Because by picking out my weakness is your own weakness. Fight the bull by it horns and take me till the end. Clean up after fight and fall. - I just cleared up.

Sunday, February 3, 2008

Stone -

A pretty long time since I've blogged. There is too much word. Well it has been rather alright, from the previous hols, from regular Chilling, Vivo City, Mt Fabour, Movies -AVP2, One Miss Call and Body 19. Out of the three, Body 19 wins it, plot, effects, sound and thrill, thanks Baby. Chills, Birthday celebrations, last lap of Year One of school, lunch at Causeway, Cine and our "Bone"less duck noodles, Coffee shops and 9pm chinese shows, Hub, Bugis Street, Arbrab Street and Concourse, Suntec City, Casurina, Hog's Breath Cafe, Prata and Breakfast from her, meant much, smiles and hugs. Now, it's all over for Year One, Peace out to my class, W25G bunch of yet another signifcant people, my bad I had so little time with you guys but all are kept well in my memories. This is what changes do to people but oh wells, till then whenever guys. Birthday, was cool, with class and ex classmates, YV, Friends, Family, Wishes and Baby. Thanks much all has been well appreciated. 19th. Our spots, School, Nebo, China Town and Clark Q with Baby, great to have you with me, whole of stuff. To the club with the boys last night and before that was at Dalvin's. Happy Birthday Shuping, Dalvin and Jasveer. All in to one, such a summary so much in my memories - Worthy. Lets enjoy the Poly Holidays people and Have a great Lunar/Chinese New Year 08'!

Lets walk the road with choose together and let the past be with the past, let it be the teachings for the future, let us mean the good and positive things that we say. Let the sad songs mean nothing yet the meaningful ones mean so much. Choose to be the better. I cant bare so much anymore, not now, not ever, it will be brick by brick. We can forget trying to understand this cruelty because isnt this all made up by man.


Why do we do ourselves with thoughts, thoughts of the negative? The mind is such a powerful tool so much so, it needs to stop sometimes. The feelings is not tasteful, the worry, the needless tensions and your insensitive comments arent encouraging to the little-less of any extend. Experiences comes highly sound advise but only when it is used with careful thinking before speaking your mind. If I had spoken my mind, if we all spoke out our mind will we be prepared for war?


"Sometimes we seem to see hate more than love as we have that haunting confusion between both."
The leader in obivious ways but he is scared and humbled away when the truth arise one day. He fed the rich and abandon the poor, he taught the blind to walk and he helped the lame to see. Nothing more than it seems, as how contradicing life can be. To seek that path still in search to be enlighten by our very ownself and to forget knowing the rest.

About Me

Singapore, Serangoon Gardens.
I wouldnt say I'm that much of a simple guy who lives down the street with little motives running through his head, cause that wouldnt be me neither would it be that simple. Like most and all others, a man who transits between his faith, hopes and downs back to reality where either or neither both be found. If I was to state me as simple, then it places my aims to the test. Defying the oughts of nothing but the simple truth, sad and drown, torn yet driven to find out why and the reason he was brought here in aid to comprehend his fingerprints and the complex map as if a form of hardcore tattoo arcoss his palm printed; he urges his story to unfold, crushes the young chapters but alike an innocent kid, places it under his pillow. What will you do if you came back to life and held the object and subject who killed you? To meet and yet be part of the director of this enticing thriller yet dramatic plot of my life.