The surreal moment. Countdown.

I feel the wind of a brand new year tingling on my skin. I felt the wind of change coming my way. I wish I could relish this dreamlike hours where all I could do is to watch and smile. I want to be alone during this time and tell you my secrets. Come now and I will tell you everything.

Ushering the new year. Forgetting the past. Be prepared. I'll be there (:

1 hours 20 minutes to go =D

With much love.

The last day of 2008.

What would I do today? A revelation?

It's like, the last 24 hours of two-oh-oh-eight? In a nick of an eye, the form 4 year flashed through like a speeding train. I went into sleep for the past days reminiscing about all the stuff I did and the things I did not, should have and weren't supposed to. 

There are tons of mistakes and pain I've caused but I just couldn't voice it out to you. Not because I'm being reticent, on the other hand it is all due to my lack of courage and words to properly convey my thoughts. Ultimately, I let slip of what should have been and could have been a precious moments together. 

Although there are many matters I wish I can share with you but it's no longer of importance anymore. You still take my breath away. I will remember that.

I wished I study more. I wished I wasn't lazy like I have been this year. I don't want to let my parents down and being upset of myself for being stupid all these while. I'm no Einstein but I always believe that being keen on something would eventually pay off, well eventually. "Study hard, play harder!"

I'm also going to steer clear of people who regard the others as just another dumb-shitted puppet. Made use of, and thrown when it's worn. I can't stress enough on this because I really am such a griefer on this subject. They deserve to be used themselves and rot in hell. So from here and now, I would like to say be friends or be it not, it's up to you. I don't freaking give a damn on trying so hard to maintain this kind of friendships anymore. It's not even fair imo.

When I was little, I am just another shy typical bespectacled boy who don't talk much and seldom mingle around. The question is whyyyy? Simple. 'Cuz I don't like to talk. I think it's a total waste of saliva and time. This would eventually took me to secondary school where magically, I find joy in speaking my mind leading to my straightforwardness.

I regretted the life I spent during 3 years of my junior high. It's almost colourless and I felt like and inanimate zombie where all I could think is what would my lunch be today? I could have make a lot of friends and understand what I should had earlier and not in the later years which would condemned me to lead a relationship I wasn't even sure of. For what reason? Is it just to keep things to myself and only myself? Or because I couldn't put my feelings into words. The comments which echo my own sentiments were thrust onto me yet I couldn't do anything.

There are times where certain disorder got the better of me. This is not unknown to some degree of my friends who I have been in contact with since the starting of secondary school. I developed an unnecessary obsessive-compulsive disorder in which I crave for total cleanliness. Squeaky clean. Dirt-free. Bacteria-free. Whatever free that conjures in your mind. It all started in Standard Six. I began washing my hand more than frequently resulting in fear of touching the others even a bit. Or people brushing into me, I would run to the nearest tap and wash it off. Kinda silly isn't it? This doesn't get worse. As a year past, it got a lot more annoying. I fear touching my school bag and anything that comes back from the school. I've no idea it could get this far. This problem caused me to forgo my homework and assignment as I felt tainted if I land a finger on my text books. And before long, people began calling me a racist because I tend to avoid people in school especially of the other races. I would shower at least five times a day and stay lifeless once I'm back from the school. I think this has caused me to deteriorate both in my studies and a severe disruption on my daily-social life. I managed to curb it if not a total cure after gaining some maturity and guts. I felt a whole lot finer and sunny now. *smiles*

Equally important is how I met you. I wouldn't have known you'll be the love of my life.  With every twisted chapters of feelings written but despite all that is penned down, I still couldn't find a page where we would stand together, hand in hand, heart to heart. Would we ever be on the same paper again? I heart you. I really heart you. 

Thanks for hearing me out... I don't want to bring this into two-zero-zero-nine myself. It will be cumbersome.

Although I might have digressed a little but all are equivalent in significance, friends  : ) 

"Don't hate me for who I am. Hate me who I was". - :)

With much love. 

Pictures away. Enter photography.

I've been so in love with taking pictures when I got my first camera, digital that is.

Ever since then, I've dabbling into refining photography both as a hobby and a way to retain memories in pictures.

It's kinda pointless now though but I believe it's one of men's best invention : D Without cameras, I wouldn't know how camwhores could survive. Well, there's cams, that's why there is whores. And whores, cams. I think. Doesn't really matter.

As long as people fully embrace this piece of art, I would be more than happy.

I think it's a social norm that some of the more "older generations" tend to see teens nowadays taking pictures twenty-four seven as weird and inappropriate, but some parents are beginning to accept or even fully immerse themselves into their children's interest which I think is cool.

Like for example, while I was in Singapore a few days ago, I decided to snap some shots of the places and people in the mall, but to my surprise, an old uncle came to me and tried to confiscate my camera just because he thinks I'm "taking up-skirt pictures''.

Don't blame me okay, uncle! It's not my fault your countrymen are a little pervs but I'm absolutely not interested in arguing. Luckily some chap came and told the dim-witted uncle off.

Does this mean that taking pictures and possessing a camera is a crime? And is instantly labelled as slightly off in the brain. I can't say much on this matter though since it's my experience and a first. I guess this is how some old shitty guy victimize on kids.

Eww. I think I'm off the topic.

Anyway, what do you think of the perfect photography?

Traversing Singapore.

Less talk, more pikchas.

Macam bulan dipagari bintang... Whut?

Suntec's Fountain of Youth ohcrap, I forgot.

Singapore's answer to the Lowyat.

Orchard. 

Okay, actually not many pictures. Just few I really want to show-off. :3

I'll miss Boxing Day. I'll miss the sales. 

Damn.

Day Two, Three & Merry Christmas!

22nd December 2008, Monday.

Got up at ten in the morning today. Chris took me directly to Bugis.

And he goes "Ok-lah, you can go down now".

"Har?"

"Reach liao lah".

Uh-huh... now I'm left all alone there without knowing where the mall is. But lucky, saw many many people storming into Bugis Junction, one of the many shopping place. So I just followed them :D

Went into Topman at first and tengok tengok. Nothing special.

Then this lonely Muarian walked around the almost-crowded mall and he keep walking and walking and walking. Before he decided to use his trump card. Panggil Ah Bin.

"Wait, I eating now!!''

Then I wait and wait and wait. Before this $#^#$& sms'd and asked me to meet him outside.

Bugis Street is nice, considering the goods are kind of cheap and the store owners are mostly prostitute-like girls. Okay, forget the last part, but still it's heaven for shoppers!

And we actually spent 8 hours walking the same mall updowninout till my legs gave in.

Oh, I saw Jeanette Aw too. She was with this friend. She's quite tall and very, very stunning. Celeb what, always look camera-ready.

After the shopping spree, we parted ways where I took the MRT to Ang Mo Kio and Bin to Pasir Ris. I really like Singapore's public transportation lah, damn canggih and easy. But not cheap, spent RM25 a day just topping-up the card.

Next stop was the Night Safari. My bro's friend came along too. The show was okay, I guess. Although not worth the hype. It ended before it even started. The walk was excruciating. The place is actually very huge. The trails are dark and bothersome too as in it really did bothers me.

MRT back to Sengkang and goodbye for now.

23rd December 2008, Tuesday.

Like usual, MRT all the way to Sengkang to meet my taiko. Supposed to go Sentosa today but his friend stopped us.

Lol.

So we settled for Orchard instead. This year's theme is candy I think. Not really as nice as last year taking into account the financial loom. The Louis Vuitton store was damn full. Dunno why lah many people want to come at the same day.

Oh! I think Kenny Sia was there too! He got a picture of the LV queue which was exactly like what I saw! Almost met him. Haiyar. What a waste.

Didn't really buy anything here.

Suntec City was next. There's a gigantic fountain here with colourful laser display. The first few minutes where the water was gushing out is the best. The rest was repetitious.

24th December 2008, Wednesday.

Bugis Junction again to do my last minute shopping. Some TopM and my godbro got me iPod acc. for Xmas. S$133, could have gone to better uses : (

Going through custom was hell. The endless jam was enough to murder a person physically and emotionally. I slept through the whole 2 hours and we barely butch from the same spot. Screw it.

25th December 2008, Thurday. Today.

& Merry Christmas, friends! : ) Looking forward to seeing you guys again.

My perception towards life, has changed once again. Love it. Love you.

The first day in Singapore.

The customs were alright I guess, no hustle bustle. My cousin came along with us too. 

We waited at one of the MRT station which I has no idea what it is called for my taiko's friends. 

Then we're greeted by this lanky guy and his wife : D 

Both of them are really funny despite like them being married and being parents and stuff. The wife issss so Muarian. The way she speaks, her everything. And the hubby is one of the funniest guy. They are so open-minded couple. 

Went to CompassPoint mall too. I don't really know what it is called. Ate at Sakae and then my cousin came to take me for dinner at a hawker centre named Chomp Chomp at Serangoon Garden. 

Quite okay but the fact that the family sitting next to us is like... a real gangster? The teenage son got like freaking tatts on his body and the mum got them too. 'Cept the dad and the other son. I knew they would get into a fight, and see. They did. With one of the Indian cleaner there. They like... took him to a dark place and I think they beat the crap out of the guy. 

Got back to my cousin's place after dinner. 

I went "Wowwwwwww", when I first get into the crib. Stunning tau. Got a huge christmas tree too. Genuine one as well. The lighting and kitchen is so western-style. I like. Sigh, but he gave his Xbox away. I wanna play Halo   : (!

Ciao for now. Going to get some sleep :3 going Bugis Suntec City and the zoo tomorrow. 

Let us make a scene.

Oooh yeee, ooooh yeeee. 

Singapore tomorrow. But the luggage is still there empty squeaking "... fill me, fill me!". 

 

MsN :3 

I've got 2 friends from Thailand, 1 Swedish, an Irish and an Indian from Hong Kong, 2 Aussies, and a Viet, oh couple from Japan : D 

Made tang yuan today, because dad forced us to. We're not here tomorrow, that's why. I made some cute capsules-like and lots of sweet RBC-shaped. Cuteee. Shiok dimakan also. 

Eee, so sleepy. But haven't pack. Slept for freaking two hours yesterday and not even a nap this afternoon. 

Toodle-o, beautiful friends.

I love you so much that

I want to steal you away,

yet surround you with 

my arms tenderly.

I love you so much

I want to ruin you.

I just want to wreck you,

beyond anything.

Life is what? You tell me la.

Before I start clarifying bout my lack of blogging, I want to complain bout something one ah. 

Why was I born in Muar? Okay, that's one of the reason for the long absence. Why, tell me why?!

Spending days in Muar is no reasons to blog about, it's mundane and terribly lame. And lame is lame, just really lifeless. 

Everyone is living the ever monotonous life without wishing to achieve something better. 

FREAKING SHITZZ LURRRSZZZ!!!!!1!!!!11!

• Oh, caught an episode of the Australia's NTM's finale. I think it was damn pageant-like lor, the ending. 'Sides, Demelza was just 16 when she won and she looks smoking hot. I thought the models are just amazing, much better than America's. I don't know, maybe I particularly shows favoritism towards Aussie's model and ah and ah, Gemma Ward.

• My tai lou's coming back today so had to vacant room for him thus me spending the night in bro's room which bizarrely the only place in the house I could not connect to the MSN.

• Supposed to go for minum teh session with the gang but ultimately being cancelled due to lack of gang members.

• Going to the orthodontist tomorrow first thing in the morning. Rawr.

Weh, guys. Go out tomorrow lah. Haven't got updates of you lot like weeks. 

Now, life is what?

You tell me la.

Legoland.

Someone had this idea of creating a Legoland Theme Park in Malaysia leh. Somemore in Johor. What the freak. Johor you know.

If you have no idea what a Lego is, click to find out ; P It's like the PS3 for kids. I guess.

Beanie babies and the insomniac juvenile.

I've got no life. I'm online dead in the early morning and it isn't the first nor the last. And beanie babies are cute. Like really cute, I just realized.

I've absolutely no idea what I'm doing besides not sleeping. ''....nocturnal" someone said. Maybe. Just maybe. 

I can say hi to Yanny at 5a.m. I can blog about nothing at 5a.m. The only thing I can't do is say goodnight, because it's 5a.m and everyone knows 5a.m is not night anymore.

And still, beanie babies are the cutest plush, period. Get me better one and I'll change my mind. Penguin, puppy, or turtle. I heart them all.

Leave me a gun, so I can sleep today.  Clueless with a bonk to the head.

Crappy wishes.

Why oh god why? Why art thee o God so cruel & nefarious? 

My hope of spending a well-deserved Christmas was dashed with just a brief talk with my cousin yesterday! Apparently, he refused to spend yet another X-Mas in Singapore and wants to do it in Kuala Lumpur. I thought can spend some time with him in Singapore... it's supposed to be merrier there right? 

Now what? All my christmasy plans gone disarray. Sakit kepala betul.  

If God is merciless towards me, then I wish Santa is the opposite. Santa you the best, please don't fail me like the rest! 

• I still do want to spend this 25th uber nicely.
• I wish for a SLR, it's exceptionally awesome.
• I wish for a new handphone, the bigger the better.
• I wish for a new pair of sneakers 'cos mine are wearing off soon.

Spending the December away.

Weee, if all is going smoothly, I might be jetting south to our friendly neighbor Singapore for the Christmas. So much better than rotting in Muar. Rendezvous with some friends there :P *sniffsniff* 

Lots of them in Singapore now. 

Badminton yesterday was gay. My ankle got raped updown inout. Twice somemore. Screamed like a girl on the second one. Then the gang looked at me and was like =.=!!

It's effing pain OKAY! Like really kena rogol one, not that I know how it feels.

So my dad called a traditional masseur to fix me up. 

Give me lots of man-gasm and moaning and ooh-ing and the common ahh-ing. But weh, he managed to fix it albeit it is still lebam right now.

Understanding.

We promised not to shed another tear, but here I am,

Weeping already, not for you, but me.

So fly, fly away. Fade, fade dejectedly. 

I don't know what will tomorrow brings,

But one thing's for sure,

You will always be the one I ever truly care.

What's left for the holiday?

Ish, ish and ish. I can't brush off this feeling... You know la, this kinda feelfeel, like veli tulan one. Like want to tidur for a year one. Sigh. I don't know how to say la, beyond description.

So in short, I'm beginning to feel the mounting pressure on the coming year. SPM. Studies. Homework. Or what? What if I am the lucky one and kena pilih'ed for the crappy National Service? I can't survive three months there. My situation isn't like her.

Orhwell, don't want this dreadful thoughts to blacken my colorful holi. 

Kiddies' bags are VERY unique nowadays.

One sin o.O

Worse ; (

What a contrast : (

Taiwan's Coca-Cola. Cock-a-Cock-la? 

Taiwan Part I.

Alright! Telling myself to stop any further procrastination and start blogging about my trip to Taiwan a week ago.

To kick things off, Taiwan IS a damn place to visit if you want to minimize the enjoyment of your holiday. The place is void of civilization most of the time. The tourism ministry especially love to recommend you their mountains and of course the indigenous people and its culture.

But there's a good side to it as well : D Macam the flea market. Totally rocking. Very nice stuff for a dirt cheap price. That is if you could traverse the whole pasar malam to look for them. Definitely the best place to shop.

China Airline. It haaaaaas a mirror, for camwhores...


...and songs in a playlist!


The stadium in Taipei. Blur. Taken in a speeding car.


My dad's boss took us to a seafood restaurant in the town. Look nice, taste not. Api cantik only.


At the Hero's Memorial Hall's gate. It's damn humongous okay!


Yehliu's Geopark where all the funny funny rock formations are, akibat of the flowing water.

My mum, me, Trev and Dad. LMAO, all posing.

Okay, continue with the rest soon! Till then. Au revoir.

Another reason to start anew.

So basically, creating a new blog from scratch means no more profanities, vulgarities or whateverities you can imagine. 

I'm not used to being all sopan-ish but if you know me, I do sometime speaks the negative usage of words. Well, honestly, most of the time. But I'm trying to tone down okay! It's not easy like you think it is hor. I don't want to change my way to impress the others but at times, some sacrifice must be made =( 

To being occasionally bombarded with questions on creating a new one again, and again, the best way is to explain myself  : D

I definitely don't want my dad to give me a karate chop if he reads it. 

The past week.

To compensate for the absence of a week from blogging, here's a summary.


Went to Lalaland.


Got my heel knocked over by my brother 'cos he's being naughty with the trolley.


Banked my first cheque.

Met Gary Chaw.

In case you didn't know, I don't really care about taking pictures with celebrities but I kinda like him because he's such a humble guy. And he sure can sing way better than alot of those fake singers out there.

I'll start posting some pictures and events from my Taiwan trip tomorrow.

p/s - bloody sorethroat and flu =X

All shiny and new.

Yeah. I know what you gonna say. New address again?

Well duh, the old one seems so bad I can swear it's almost lame of me to even put up with that for weeks.

You can still read my old entries though, if you want. Just drop me a mail @ tristank92@hotmail.com to be invited. Thanks : )