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(Thursday, October 30, 2003-)
+12:05 PM]*
# Strangers are Everywhere...-
Yesterday was a tough day. Had a lot of things to do, cos mentor wasn't around, so she wrote down a whole list of things for me. Slogged for the entire monring. then, I went to KTV with Ryan and a few NP seniors and TLL staff after work, went to the one near boat quay. Had a wonderful time there, but then didn't really dare to sing cos I only know 2 people there, Ryan and Jian Hong, so a bit shy (yes, I knw you're shocked to see this, I can be shy ^_^) Then sang very few songs yesterday. ^_^ Oh, Ryan and I got new theme song. No more Qing Fei De Yi or Lion Heart. Now is Cai Zhe San Lun Che Mai Cai by Ah Niu. (not sure if it's the correct title. =p)
Today I need to go off early to school to pay for my school fees. Luckily, my mentor allowed it, or else I'm doomed to stay back for another year. Oh well, thanks to everyone who comforted me in the Shout Out. Thanks sel, minghui, wan hua and roy. ^^
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(Friday, October 24, 2003-)
+11:23 PM]*
# My Dad...*sigh*-
I just had an argument with my dad, and it was not a plesant one...it all started with my mum asking about Michael...then my dad said that he must have taken drugs or something...then I told him no, he didn't...it was caused by over-anxiety and agitation that made him breathless and causing numbness to his body, making it convulse...and he refuses to believe and then started saying some stuff about him...and naturally, it went out of hand, until a point he called Michael a scum...what the fuck...yes ladies and gentlemen...it's the first fuck I said without censoring it here...I mean, what the hell did he do to make my dad call him a scum? He didn't even offend him or what...fuck...then I argued back and slowly it went too overboard, with him asking me to fuck off and leave the house for all he fucking care...and I scolded him back for not being a good father and husband as he claims to be the head of the house...fuck he's too fucking lazy to find a proper job outside and every taxi he drove would land us in a debt of at least $1000...fuck what kind of head is that? fuck...i'm too disappointed in my dad, despite everytime we try to understand him and such...he just doesn't want to learn new skills and far too fucking stubborn...
now, some of you may think, "hey he's your father, don't say this..." before you say that, pardon me but it's not your father who's disappointing you time after time...it's not your father who's out of job and blames the entire for it...it's not your father who's too freaking stubborn to see that there are jobs out there but he just doesn't want it...it's not your father that's doing all this shit to you...oh yeah i forgot to mention he took a knife and asked me to plunge it into his stomach...and called me a coward for refusing...ha! i'm not THAT dumb to ruin my future, like his...he thinks whatever he said is right, definitely...yeah sure, carry on that way and let him learn things the hard way...he's 40 for crying out loud, but has the fucking mentality of a 4 year old...if he doesn't want me in the house, fine, I can get out and live in the streets or something...i can stop school for all he fucking cares, cos he started threatening me with all the bullshit about who bought me computer and gave me a room and stuff...crap, you paid for even less than a quarter of the freaking house...
so you think i'm being unfilial? try getting a dad like that and praise God for it...hallelujah! God's testing my tolerance and yeah, I can't stand it anymore...for the past years since I understood the human language, he has been like this...yeah who am I to lecture him....I inherited half my traits from him...hell with it...calling him dad shames the name of 'Dad' and of all the Dads in the world...scum? ha! look who's talking...and he started digging out all the past arguments we had, about me being a Christian, about me not doing well in studies, about me this and that...hey damn it, his acts in total can jolly well compete with every children's wish list to Santa Claus, combined...talk about me? he should look at himself in the mirror...and my mum made me stay in my room, to prevent further arguments, and there he was outside, shouting I'm a coward and keep enticing me to another fight...so I decided to leave the house for a while, giving my mum respect and not to argue with my freaking dad...and he said that i, his own son, is despising him...i left the house saying, "if you're truly admirable, nobody would despise you...you think about it yourself..." then I went to causeway point to let off my steam...God, if you're testing my tolerance and trying to agitate me, then yeah, you succeeded...what a good job you have done by placing such a man in my life...
everyone has a limit to their tolerance and there is a trigger in everyone that you shouldn't touch...you touch it, you would have to face the wrath...that's all I have to say....take it as I'm being an asshole for insulting my dad and such, but I shall say again, it's not your dad who's like this...
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+3:17 AM]*
# Tan Tock Seng Revisited-
First was for Dianne, and now for another close friend of mine: Michael. =\ After work I met up with Michael and supposedly Atmas. But then some changes occurred, so only I met up with Michael. Then, he had an argument with his girlfriend, Ferlin (for the umpteenth time) and this time was serious. I shall not reveal the details. But he was really agitated till the point he had a seizure, aka fits, in the middle of woodlands MRT station. so then we called the ambulance and I followed him to the hospital. *sigh* and upon there, we discovered his handphone was missing. oh darn, must have left it in the station. So i had to attempt to locate each of his phone nos. by asking around. Best thing was, my handphone low batt, and can't call out. So payphone, here I come. And tons of people were calling and smsing me. *groan* soon, the 3 alarms sounded and poof, the screen turned blank. Then, got Atmas to come down and contacted his family members and the person who got us int this mess, Ferlin.
we got to the hospital at around 11.30pm and had to check temperatures and stuff like that. argh! then the paramedic told me to make a police report for the missing handphone and said that the police would help me call the mrt station itself. As it turned out, the police said no, they can only lodge a lost complaint. Nothing more than that.Ok, fine. who needs them anyway? *groan* and here's the tough part, he has no work permit yet. It's still processing or something. So, I don't have his full particulars and such! argh! back to contacting and finding out again. And by the time I finished everything, it was 12.40 am. No more last train, so Atmas and I walked around Newton a bit and ate supper, before I took a cab home.
I do hope he's alright now, after the scare he gave me. The 'excitements' i had in FOC was thrilling enough, and now this. Let's all pray for Michael, the Great Ancestor.
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(Tuesday, October 21, 2003-)
+2:46 PM]*
# SARS Version 1.2-
I think I caught some kind of mutated flu virus or something...been sick since like friday until yesterday...and just now, the sneezing is starting again...*groan* seen the doctor twice but doesn't help much...gave me anti-histamine the second time i visited him but he said virus infection have to depend on m immune system to recover...so he prescribed some pills as well...i think they're vitamin pills but just not sure..crap...$23 for vitamin pills...
still barely alive in TLL and I'm wearing three layers of clothes now...my shirt, windbreaker and lab coat...I decided that I shall be a good boy and wear lab coat from now on...brrr...this morning woke up and had diarrhea...when I ate nothing yesterday...what an amazing body I have...*amazed* wow~ -_-
may God bless my cursed body...
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(Wednesday, October 01, 2003-)
+11:46 AM]*
# Celebrate, good times~ Come on~-
heh I wanted to blog this on monday but couldn't find time to. anyway my lab just published a paper~ and everyone sort of celebrated...at first they told me there was a lab meeting at 4 pm...so i thought maybe just some discussion stuff...then i saw champagne, and red wine! 1996 and 1998 production dates! boy was i in luck! then i knew the truth, that it was actually a celebration! ^_^ so we sat and drank wine, and chit chat here and there...it's kinda fun actually...and another student, norma, who's on attachment also, told me this was their first paper to be published...whoa, i'm so lucky...lol
a lot of things happened over the past few days and a lot of thinking too...*sigh* what can i do? what should i do? *sigh*
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