Monday, October 31, 2005
1:20 AM
One Good Person
by alano, the bad one.
There are many roads in life and every decision you make and every day you spend is a different road you take in the city of life. No matter which road you take, always remember how to walk back if the road has led to a dead end or is the wrong path.
Please remember that.
Every single one of us out there would definitely have taken a wrong path. Yes even you who thinks that "NO! I HAVE TAKEN ALL THE GOOD PATHS! LOOK AT ME! IM RICH, HAPPY AND SMART. FUCK YOU!" Well look at the roadsign boy/girl/gay/freak/pig, it says "Pride Road" and that road is damn steep, you proud ass.
So yeah. No matter what road you have taken, if it is wrong, it is never too late to realize it- as long as you still have that damn life to walk back, you jolly well do it. Everyone deserves that second chance to "Get out of Jail" in our life of Monopoly. So be thankful for the friends, families and loved ones who gave you that chance to walk back the correct path.
Regret if you have taken the wrong road. Yes, please do. Only this way can you realise your foolishness. So take that extra step and turn back.
Some people just don't get it. Especially those with dicks. Like my father.
So yeah, thank you asshole for teaching me the only lesson you have taught me and the only darn thing you have done as a father for me. You taught me how to be a good father, by telling me how to be a bad one. Thank you, I am grateful for that. I will remember this lesson, forever.
I'm not sarcastic. This is called looking at the bright side of things.
Every one of us may think that our life is bad and that why are we so unlucky. Well, there's always someone out there who is worst of than you. So thank your God for the great things He has given you- Your families, your mouth, your hair, your toenails, the letter G on your keyboard, the keypad on your handphone and that life of yours you have.
Be humble.
Treasure everything you have. Physical and Non-Physical. Treasure that ex-girlfriend of yours for you once loved her deeply and gave you one of the best moments of your life. Or whatever special person that has crossed your path. Be thankful for that maid who cooks for you and wakes you up so that you go to school on time.
Be thankful for that water heater which ensures you don't have to shower in the freezing temperatures. Be thankful for that air-con that blows you as you sleep on that comfortable bed of yours. Be thankful for Gays and Lesbians that teach you how to treasure your loved ones. Be thankful you knew how to love.
Thank You Kat.
Thank You Yuka.
Thank You Wenling.
Thank You Juling.
Thank You Shien.
Thank You Cheryl.
Thank You Cecilia.
Thank You Celine.
Thank You Vanessa.
Thank You Kimm.
Thank You Cynthia.
Thank You Suzanne.
Thank You Selina.
Thank You Nina.
Thank You Janissa.
Thank You Agnes.
Thank You Krystle.
Thank You Debbie.
Thank You Mich.
Thank You Siying.
Thank You Erwina.
Thank You Amanda.
Thank You Yiling.
Thank You Desiree.
Thank You Mel.
Thank You Lala.
Thank You Val.
Thank You Ping.
Thank You Gayna.
Thank You, for the joys and butterflies in my stomach, the happiness and hope and positivity, for the love and care and concern, for the unforgettable moments spent together, for being you.
And Sorry for whatever displeasure I have caused to you in whatever ways.
Really. Sorry.
Thank You for making me who I am today.
Thank You Chong-U.
Thank You Kohji.
Thank You Daryl.
Thank You Daniu.
Thank You J.
Thank You Rick.
Thank You Roy.
Thank You Zat.
Thank You Jodin.
Thank You Tat.
Thank You Yiling.
Thank You God.
For making me who I am today.
Love your enemies and those whom you hate and dislike.
Thank You if you see this, you know me in a way or another but I have left you out. But you know what you have done for me and I thank you for that even if i may have forgotten.
And of course, Thank You Mum.
Thursday, October 27, 2005
12:11 PM
Booze, Smoke, Music, Lights and Miniskirts.
by alano, the fallen angel
"Come to thee, alan, and rid your world of sorrows and pain, hurt and depression, come to thee and all of my friends; booze, sex, girls, smoke; and immerse yourself in paradise, my paradise" - Lucifer
"Yes master, I am your servant."
"Make the first move, step up my child and enter my gates of hell."
"Look, my angels are here to welcome you - young, beautiful, sexy, hot. Come in, and I will show you more. I assure you will like it here."
With a nudge from my new found friend, I entered the pearly gates of his paradise - a nice contrast of darkness and light as the four letters of his paradise shone brightly on the gates....
Z O U K
Of course, the devil does not disappoint you when you join him.
"Welcome to Hell, My Heaven."
Tuesday, October 25, 2005
2:42 PM
Fuck the World, It is an Ugly Place.
by micheal alano jackson.
Im going to rant and complain about how life sucks again.
So, if you are expecting a funny post about something interesting that has happened or a post about the bintan trip, i am sorry to disappoint u.
So, here goes.
I don't know whether it is the weather (thunderstorm now.), being alone at home with nothing to do and no one to talk to, or being irritated by my chaotad peeling skin; but i'm starting to get all depressed and sad again.
For the same old freaking reasons.
Laid on my bed after a sinful meal of PORK, which by the way had not been on my diet for the past week, and just started reminiscing about my pathetic sad life. No, i'm not in depression nor do i have a low self esteem, it's just one of those days, like the one which comes once every month and is filled with blood and has something to do with tampons. So yeah, got up and surfed friendster to take a look at my testimonials and friends/acquaintances/buddies/pigs accounts. Stumbled upon a number of old flames and eye candies and can't help but thinking how life could have been different and more happy if i wasn't such a jerk/asshole/bitch/loser/sexuallydeprivedpig. Well, many of them have suddenly been attached and are living happily ever after. Well, that's great as it makes me feel better knowing they've moved on and all. But i can't help but notice stupid me still am stuck here still a jerk/asshole/bitch/loser/sexuallydeprivedpig.
What's up man.
Maybe i should turn gay. My gay friends all seem happier.
Or i should just stop this nonsense and quit acting like a desperate loser.
Yeah, fuck the world. Jerks get the girls.
Take me Lucifer.
Friday, October 14, 2005
11:52 PM
Lao Ah Pek and Xiao Mei Meis
by alano, the cheekopek
Today there was a Lao Ah Pek waiting for his Gay Lao Ah Pek friend at Orchard MRT Platform there and as his Gay Lao Ah Pek friend was ONE FREAKING HOUR late, the Lao Ah Pek was sitting at the railings there, doing wat else but what all cheeko lao ah peks do - look at all the Xiao Mei Mei's prancing (and some, bouncing if you know what i mean) to and fro the underpass. Suddenly, one Lao Ah Ma walked towards the Lao Ah Pek and asked him lots of questions. The Lao Ah Pek, as he was sibeh humsup, agreed to do the survey. Then, the tiko Lao Ah Pek proceeded to chat with the Lao Ah Ma, like machiam friend like tat. Wah Lan Eh, sibeh tiko.
Then hor, after the Lao Ah Ma went to hunt for other preys, one Xiao Mei Mei waved at the Lao Ah Pek as she bounced towards him. With just a few words, the xiao mei mei successfully 'kope-d' $5 from the Lao Ah Pek because of course, he was a chao tiko Lao Ah Pek. Soon after, one Xiao Di Di walked (he didn't bounce, or should i say he couldn't; for obvious reasons) towards the Lao Ah Pek and ask him for $5 too. The Lao Ah Pek look at the Xiao Di Di and said no. "KNN! si tiko chao humsup lao peh peh. only donate and entertain girls one. kns." must have been what was on the Xiao Di Di's mind, the cheeko Lao Ah Pek thought as he continued to enjoy the 'scenery'.
Then ONE HOUR later, the gay lao ah pek friend came. Hmm..tat sounds very wrong. Very.
So Ya.
The moral of the story is, don't wait for your friends at Orchard Mrt Platform Underpass Area. Unless of course,
1. You are rich and can donate $5 to every single Chao Ah Lian and Chao Ah Beng that approaches you to ask you to donate to whatever Kukubird Organisation.
2. You rather pay $5 to "look at scenery". which, i tell you from my.. i mean, lao ah pek's experience is definitely worth it.
3. You don't have a GAY friend that will make you wait one hour at the MRT.
Ya anyway this is so totally random and a useless waste of time come to think of it.
But hey, wait you may ask.. Why call yourself Lao Ah Pek? I mean you're only 18+ what. Well, that brings me to my next point.
I AM BALDING.
LIKE A LAO AH PEK.
SO THAT MAKES ME A CHEEKOPEKZHANJI NOW.
Ya.. for the past 3 times cutting hair at 3 different salons, they all said the same thing that i was balding. I chose not to believe them until now. Cos i know for myself that i really AM dropping hair. Sighs. IM ONLY 18!!! and i have WHITE hair and BALDING head. MAN. MY PRECIOUS HAIR. my preciousssssss..
So yeah, i have to feed my hair bird's nest and chicken essence everyday from now on. Hope it grows healthily and not fall off.
Maybe i should go for hair transplant. And put my pubic hair on my head. Then i'll be a dickhead! HAHAHA. K, not funny. Eh then when the hairdressers blow my hair then ******************The following have been censored by blogger due to the maturity of the particular content involved***********
So ya. Anyway while shopping around Far East, i saw Hong JunYang.
Ya.
WELL, if i was a young prematured little girl, the above sentence would actually look more like:
todae hor... me and my dearx kaikai-ing around far east leh.. then i turned around and i saw HONG JUNYANG!! *add some dramatic action like "screams and melts" or "chase after him and kiss him"* He real life hen SHUAI worx. ai shi ta le! *muacksMUACKS!_-+~ zhen de hen shuai. then i took picture with him!! I TOOK PICTURE WITH JUNYANG LEH! *adds some orgasmic feeling word here* WO YONG YUAN AI NI JUNYANG!
Man i'm gonna get flamed here.
It's ok, Weijian is my friend!! (j: HAHAHA!)
Anyway, this Hong JunYang was alone when we passed by him. He dyed his hair brown like blonde like tat and there were 2 girls behind him giggling and pushing each other to take the initiative to either
1.Say Hi
2.Take picture
3. Autograph
4. Have Sex
Yeah anyway he was alone. Why was he alone? At Far East somemore. Hmm.. i don't know.. it feels weird to me. Why the hell do i even bother. NEXT!
So ya, i need to leave house in exactly 7 hours time and catch a lift from Yiling and her mum. So ya.. 9am at Tanah Merah Ferry Terminal but they wana go some place eat ?Nasi Lemak? or something, which obviously i can't as i can't eat breakfast especially when it's so early. Oh well.
I have a feeling i overpacked. Its only Bintan and im carrying so many stuffs and it doesn't help that my whole body is aching cos of soccer yesterday! I'm going to die.
*CHOY CHOY* TOUCH WOOD* I DON"T WANA DIE STILL A CHILD.. STILL STUDYING.. STILL SO YOUNG...
still a virgin.
Tuesday, October 11, 2005
1:25 AM
Leaving On a Jet Plane
by alano, the sad
Nah, i am not going to start a post sobbing that i am going to leave Singapore and that i will miss everyone and start to list out every single person following the emotional hoo-haa
Nope.
So then, why the DUCK did i use this title?
Well, I just came home from the airport and what the *DUCK* was i there for you may ask? Well i went to send my fellow pal ROYSTON "THE LATE" ANG GUANG RONG to China. -insert sad sad scene here whereby i am seen hugging him and sobbing and telling him i miss him and holding his hand and never letting him go and then we sadly let go and as he walks 3 steps away, he turns around, running back to me with open arms and we embrace and i turn him round and round with his legs off the ground and we kiss and look each other deeply in the eyes and wipe each other's tears away, softly whispering to one another "I Love You."-
Ok sorry couldn't help it.
Yeah anyway if not for mr ang leaving Singapore, there would not be a chance like just now at Swensen's whereby the few of us; namely Zat, Kenneth, J, Chong-Hu, Ju Ling, Rickson, Eugene, Roy, Joan, Cat and of course ME, could catch up with one another and just do what we do best; BITCH. It sort of reminded me of the past times spent within our group during secondary school where we had so much fun just spending time with one another and having outings and all and celebrations during Chinese New Year and all. Those were wonderful times. This was a special group to me. Yes, i do miss the times we used to spent together but it sort of diminished with the different education paths we took. But nonetheless, i felt a special feeling just now at that table and it was something i had never felt for long.
I'm glad it came back.
Yeah anyway, it was kinda sad to send him off though he's like only going for a month till school reopens but why do i feel as if he's migrating and not coming back forever. Haha. Maybe it's cos he's takin "The airline which has 9 out of 10 of it's flights crashing" (I shall not name the airline just in case CID/FIB/CNB/CDAC/KFC/
HIV/MTV/TP/SIP/HDB/CCB/KNNBCCB/PUB reads the blog and sues me)
Yeah bon voyage to him and hope he enjoys himself and not become a Chicken there.
COS THERE CAN ONLY BE ONE BAI ZHAN JI.
Ok sorry.
Anyway, I'm leaving for Bintan on Sat. I have no idea where to meet, what time to meet and I have not even packed my bags. Woo. I'm so DUCKING Screwed.
EH YOU STUPID BAI ZHAN JI! What's with the DUCKING DUCK?
Oh just didn't wana scold vulgarities so i just replace F with D. Hmmm.. no it was not on purpose that it ended up as DUCK. I DIDN'T KNOW JODIN! Serious.
*quack*
Man i'm so dead.