"trust is like a mirror, you can fix it if it's broken, but you can still see the crack in that mother-fucker's reflection."
you can let the sun in

Six billion of us walking the planet.
Six billion smaller worlds on the bigger one.
Shoe salesmen and short-order cooks who look boring from the outside
- some have weirder lives than you.
Six billion stories, every one an epic,
full of tragedy and triumph,
good and evil,
despair and hope.
You and me - we aren’t so special, bro.

you can say something

you can enrich your mind
Adeline
Alvin
Angeline
Cashew
Dogget
Dionnie
Faith
Ian
Janice
Jas Cheng
Jing
Kitty
Marcus A.C
Natasha
Skye
Spanky
Suzy
Yubo
ZhiQuan

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    Thursday, December 31, 2009, 12/31/2009 01:12:00 AM

    first i would:


    then i tell myself:


    now you can:


    "I made no resolutions for the New Year. The habit of making plans, of criticizing, sanctioning and molding my life, is too much of a daily event for me."
    Anaïs Nin




    Thursday, December 24, 2009, 12/24/2009 12:29:00 PM



    i would ride the train into your heart, but the tickets cost too much.




    Sunday, December 20, 2009, 12/20/2009 10:16:00 PM

    The story of the pencil

    source: “Like the Flowing River” by Paulo Coelho

    A boy was watching his grandmother write a letter. At one point he asked:

    ‘Are you writing a story about what we’ve done? Is it a story about me?’
    His grandmother stopped writing her letter and said to her grandson:
    I am writing about you, actually, but more important than the words is the pencil I’m using. I hope you will be like this pencil when you grow up.’

    Intrigued, the boy looked at the pencil. It didn’t seem very special.
    ‘But it’s just like any other pencil I’ve ever seen!’

    ‘That depends on how you look at things. It has five qualities which, if you manage to hang on them, will make you a person who is always at peace with the world.’

    ‘First quality: you are capable of great things, but you must never forget that there is a hand guiding your steps. We call that hand God, and He always guides us according to His will.’

    ‘Second quality: now and then, I have to stop writing and use a sharpner. That makes the pencil suffer a little, but afterwards, he’s much sharper. So you, too, must learn to bear certain pains and sorrows, because they will make you a better person.

    ‘Third quality: the pencil always allows us to use an eraser to rub out any mistakes. This means that correcting something we did is not necessarily a bad thing; it helps to keep us on the road to justice.’

    ‘Fourth quality: what really matters in a pencil is not its wooden exterior, but the graphite inside. So always pay attention to what is happening inside you.’

    ‘Finally, the pencil’s fifth quality: it always leaves a mark. in just the same way, you should know that everything you do in life will leave a mark, so try to be conscious of that in your every action’




    12/20/2009 05:30:00 PM

    it's official, i can go in mid january, sweet sweet freedom, i have never looked forward to something that desperately before.

    moving forward, i've been to at least 6 interviews and i tell you, each interview is the same. "greet, smile, talk about yourself, why you want to move on, what you look forward to, say thank you and hope for the best". i go until damn sian cus it's like a job within a job to go for interviews u know? the ones u want don't want you, the ones that you don't want want you.

    on a tiny bright side, i've been offered a job to be the 2nd right man of a local ice-cream parlour which is pretty cool because it will be in the f & b industry. i have never done f & b before, always in the luxury goods and the entertainment industry. besides it's ice-cream.

    i also just been offered a job in shanghai to deal with the world expo 2010 and i might have to stay there for 5 months.

    WHICH MEANS I HAVE TO DEFER MY STUDIES, TURN DOWN THE ICE-CREAM JOB AND PAY MY CURRENT BOSS TO BREAK THE CONTRACT SO I CAN LEAVE IN 2ND WEEK OF JANUARY.

    NO BIGGIE, right?

    i dont know how to describe in exact words but it's just a feeling of no feelings (pun intended). or rather i just have to thaw the feeling inside and try to express interest in whatever i do now. people called my feeling "jaded" i call it "damn sian i dont feel like doing anything".

    haiz, got job also complain, no job also complain. i'm sure i know what i want, right? it's easy when you just FEEL like it's the right thing to do or when you know THAT'S THE ONLY CHOICE U HAVE TO FOLLOW. i'm not very good at being decisive when everything looks good.

    honestly, i just need to let go of something inside. you will hold the trampoline for me when i jump right?

    i would like to take this chance to say i love my friends very much, never mind new friends, my current friends (you all know who you are) are the best.

    and so the editor of www.myfatpocket.com decides to give me a chance to write and the topic of writing an article is LOVE. -the crickets come out to play-

    the only thing i like about love is making it.

    a wise (very hot and sexy too) man taught me this:
    what is love?
    it cannot be explained
    it aches the heart
    and affects the brain
    1 hr of pleasure
    and 9 months of pain
    out of kk,
    let's do it again


    thanks skye for getting me hooked on this, the girl is so hot, man i'll bed her.




    Friday, December 18, 2009, 12/18/2009 12:54:00 AM

    WHAT ARE THE CHANCES OF MY BOSS DYING IN MY HANDS?

    i don't mind blood and gore as long as he's dead.

    that CHAO MARTHUR FARKER.




    Monday, December 14, 2009, 12/14/2009 06:27:00 PM

    How To Succeed Through Motivational Fear & Hunger

    Last Thursday, I proposed to my team that I treat them to cinema on Saturday so they could catch a movie. Now I did not realize that the watching-movie culture is totally nonexistent and the average China citizen has no urge for their boss to spend RMB30 per person on a movie ticket when pirated DVD”s are freely available for RMB4/disc.

    So instead, they asked me to bring them to go Pa Shan or hill hiking. And they didn’t want to climb any hill , they chose the tallest hill in Dongguan. All I had to do was ensure that I treated all of them to a nice lunch after we came down from the hill.

    To make matters worse, I went drinking on Friday night because I felt like life was nothing but a bleak empty lie and ended up waking up on Saturday morning with a headache and generally felt like shit.

    When I got to the foot of the hill, everybody had already arrived. Jokes were cracked about how their obviously unfit boss was even going to make it up half-way. I looked at the damned hill and a cold clammy claw of fear gripped my heart when I realized that I was in over my head.

    So I decided if I was going to fail in front of my people, I might as well try to climb as high as possible before I collapsed into a comatose state from exhaustion. With this in mind, I took off and started running up the trail.

    puff puff
    Oh look a lake with swans
    wheeze
    I knew I shouldnt have had that last pint of beer
    pant pant
    nice flowers
    wheeze wheeze
    shite what stocks in my portfolio do I need to ditch?
    lawdyicantbreathemychestissotight

    And suddenly (well actually about 1 hour later), I was at the top of the hill. I had made it to the top, and all my young and fit folk were far far away. When they arrived about 20 minutes later looking very exhausted and pale, it must have been quite a sight, as I stood on the peak looking fresh and eating a croissant.

    For croissants are rare in China, understand?

    Over lunch, nobody made any remarks about the boss being unfit. Another manager, who was supposed to be fit did not even make it up to top, opting to go home instead at some point. Overall, I think they were all extremely exhausted, having completely underestimated how physically punishing hiking was on the human body.

    I knew I couldn’t afford to look like a fool in front of my people, so I ran right ahead and that fear push me all the way to the top. In fact, when I reached the top of the hill, I actually mistakenly thought I was only halfway up because I perceived the hill as being really high and that I couldn’t do it because I lacked self-confidence (and stamina).

    Life is a little like that. Most of the time, if you want something then you have to find something to motivate you to go and get it. 90% of the people never get what they really want, because they are too lazy or overconfident.

    To succeed in life, you have to push yourself by finding something to motivate you. Fear seems to be good. Hunger also works. Fear of being poor all your life. Hungry for the better things in life that always seem out of your grasp. Anybody can do it. Few do.

    I’m sure you know what you want

    courtesy of: http://cowboycaleb.liquidblade.com/




    12/14/2009 02:42:00 PM




    12/14/2009 12:36:00 PM



    changes your perspective on your toothbrush and toothpaste isn't it?

    :D




    Thursday, December 10, 2009, 12/10/2009 11:03:00 PM

    hi, because i'm bored that's why i can afford to blog many times.

    i need to get busy. with the right things of course.

    http://www.dailymail.co.uk/femail/article-1233325/The-naughty-diaries-woman-called-Gentleman-Jack-bodice-ripping-lesbian-confessions-turned-TV-drama.html?ITO=1490

    please go read this article, if you're free. it's quite interesting.

    i can understand the woman's longing. :)))))))) doesnt all of us women huh huh.

    AND SERIOUSLY. TIGER WOODS HAS SOME AMAZING BIRDIE issit. 10 women. and pls, if he really loves you honey, he wouldn't have paid $1m to shut u up isn't it. oh tiger, hole in one, hole in one.

    married man, bah.




    12/10/2009 12:01:00 AM



    i used to be a hero, now i'm zero.

    thanks my pea (i hate that i love you).




    Wednesday, December 09, 2009, 12/09/2009 11:45:00 PM




    12/09/2009 11:16:00 AM

    a certain ESPN presenter (used to be the ex-wife of a class95 DJ) grinded her ass up my male friend in the lift of a cineplex, showing off her purple thong. and oh, he was also with his wife by the way.

    can u say NATIONAL SLUT.




    Sunday, December 06, 2009, 12/06/2009 01:18:00 AM



    that's true.

    4x2
    You weren’t always good for me, but you were always good to me.

    that's also true.