P.S: It pains me to realize I suck at writing rhymes. HAHAHA!
Monday, December 01, 2008
He's a smooth operator and can sweep you off your feet with his persuasive ulterior words if you're not careful.
He befriends you only cause you're a tool for his own selfishness.
And you're blinded by a promising blissful cocoon you've dearly fancied which he could offer you.
Ironically, he's not The Devil in this.
You are no better. You just
made him your own tool.
Supposed its a relationship on this silent agreement?
City of Weirdos. 4:26 PM
It's a little bit too late to be writing bout this cause it was a 20th November 2008 event. But...so be it.
It was my first time organizing a mini Amazing Race in Singapore, and I was proud of myself as it went well. Of course, it was a kissing ass loss to those who perpetually opposed the idea!
To the racers, thank you for playing it all out though it was just a $10 voucher victory for runner-ups!
At least there was prizes? It's not that bad.
City of Weirdos. 4:17 PM
Monday, November 10, 2008
So, I'm a bullet. When the trigger is pulled, I never looked back. I pierce through everything in my way mercilessly, aiming for the target.
Yes, I've hit it. It was incredibly precise. Stunningly accurate. I piereced and burnt through the target. I gave my all.
And now I'm lying here. The heat in me starting to subside. I'm settling in. I did it!
So, what now?
Why does it feel so cold suddenly?
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I'm the speedy bullet train! The fastest in the world speeding up to 210km/h. I'm so driven for my destination! Call me unstoppable!
I reach my destination in minutes! Not hours. Not days. Not Weeks nor Months.
The best magnificently fastest train in the world! Nothing compared to the other carriers.
.....But sometimes I wish I could be them for a change. Because I would love to see all the 'stop' signs, the people, buildings, mountains, rivers and lakes. I would love to see the faces of those who watches me, fascinated by my speed and my shiny beautiful armour! The raw emotion on their faces is simply satisfying!
But all I do is passing them by....cause I just keep on going, going and going.
City of Weirdos. 3:53 PM
Monday, October 27, 2008
I believe when Wall Street crashed, economy lunges down, trees are brought down, icebergs are melting away and Singapore faces a ratio of older population and younger population at 2:1 all we need is basically each other.
The Mayan Tribes were able to survive in the forest without the google box, or caviars or even the latest Coach bag. The African tribes were able to live in dusty, dry treachorous environment. Yet they survive.
What do we need for survival?
Comfort? Luxury?Are we living in a world of
WANT rather than your basic essential
NEED?But are we able to live in solitude? Life uncut from others?
We claimed self independence in our lives. You call 999 just to hear another voice on the other line to know that you are not alone in this world. You're patheticly looking for assurance in your life. Still independent beings?
Perhaps Ipod, LCD TVs do give excitement in life. But how far will it go with you in life since techonology is always updated?
I like to point out that in anytime of crisis, when it hits ground zero, the people around you are the only elements that you need to survive. Be concerned and compassionate about others. We're living in a network chain where the slightest action affects a singular atom. Think.
The way to being green, is to
THINK + CARE. The way to sustainability is to
THINK + CARE. My life depends on you. Your life depends on me. If we want to change the world, we should start to
THINK + CARE about others.
City of Weirdos. 10:50 PM
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
Its rather
striking that miraculously this blog is still breathing. I realised I had abandon it for a period of time. However due to several email returns on the daily hits, I decided to return the call.
I redecorated and invested in my room.
New furniture. New gadgets. New color. New Layout. Threw all my old clothes,
furniture. Cleared all the rubbish and papers. It's rather
therapeutic. You definitely feel refreshed.I'm pleased with myself, though the money is running low a bit.
Thanks to the helping hands from my dad,
dadut and
benny. If not for them, the reconstruction definitely will be longer than it should.
I might put up a pic of it, if I'm not slothful. ;)
City of Weirdos. 12:57 PM
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
SO WHO’S UMAR?
I’m the quirkiest eccentric unpredicatble ugly looking chap who bites you emotionally and psychologically. Don’t deny it. All of you have been tortured by me, one way or another.
Be afraid..
HAHAHAHAH!
Ok, only if you are a stubborn, chauvinist, obnoxious brat. Do you deserve my sympathy?
N-O.
NO! NO!!!…
..
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Nevertheless I’m still the friendly loving boy! My bites too leave tender loving marks. You won't be disappointed! Hello World!
City of Weirdos. 12:43 AM
Turning 21 has turn out ridiculously to be a big issue. Universally, to my knowledge, coming in 16 was the real deal. Turning 21 here in Singapore typically is just a ticket to mildly uncensored films, entrance to bars or pubs. And since number 21 is just an admission to an R rated movie, lavish celebration wasn’t any of a necessity.
21 – is in fact the real deal. The number you fear at this point. It is the number that knocks you back into reality. You suddenly found out the numbers to your age has alarmingly increased at such a fast rate, you felt like you just celebrated your birthday yesterday. At this stage, Paranoia has definitely got the better hold of me. Ok breathe. It’s not that bad.
You’re just thinking too much.
How bad could it be?
Or could it?
City of Weirdos. 12:24 AM
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
This is one of the occasional post update that will enlighten whoever who STILL does take the effort and time to check and read my blog. I adore and appreciate your undefeating faith in my blog. That's really mayjah to me.
I decieded to go blog hopping, updating my social development department and other rather 'global' issues that I should perhaps be aware of, since the working shifts have totally disrupted my touch with the BIG outside world.
You don't need long lengthy wordy texting BBC or CNN websites to update yourself. More likely I'll just do fine with their headlines and pretend I have digested everything. Can't help it. It's a lazy syndrome passed down from the father.
So a lazy reader like me, have sites like
Perezhilton to update my info-dried brain here. Trust me, the site has more than just Pink-colored weird hairdo gay guy ranting bout his fascination with Britney's vajayjays and, head hunting and exposing closeted gay male celebrities. Obama and Hilary Clinton and that French President who's dating that model, even made it under his radar. So go figure! Politics, scandals, entertainment, Law?
Moving on, lets touch on the topic of blogs! Read a few - two to three blogs - boy, they just made me cruise back into those days being an angsty foolish teenage kid. You hate this person, you diss him off in the internet. They hate you, and you start singing to Britney's You Wanna
Piece Of Me...Good old times!
Now for your fascination and
PIECE of real good entertainment! You definitely have to watch both of Sugababes new video,
Change and
Denial on YouTube! Can't deny it's a helpless fan propaganda promoting chunk of text here for the Sugababes! But honestly, do take a look at their video! It's really a big shame that no one really notice their talented approach musically, artistically, fashionably! They are classy, sassy group of girls you should all be looking out for. And they are BRITISH!!!
I love Brit Acts!!!
City of Weirdos. 5:08 PM
Wednesday, October 17, 2007
Listening To:
Gone
Kelly Clarkson
You like Mary.
Mary's no longer here. You probably won't cross paths with Mary because of the distance and time. Perhaps once or twice in a year. And you can thank the lucky stars for your coincidental event.
It'll probably be one of your happiest moment. And it'll could possibly be one of the painful moment where you wouldn't want to let Mary go again just like that.
But, it's only hope. Hope that you even bump into Mary again.
Hence, to kill your longing and misery of missing Mary, you told yourself that your chances are over. Nothing is left for you to be missing Mary. Mary's gone.
Come the sudden busy preoccupied life, the large circle of friends to veer off your mind bout Mary, and the angsty-not-missing you songs to make yourself feel better and stronger.
And you think you will come out alright, A-Ok! after this therapeautic paradigm shift. You cried out loud that you finally could breathe again! Told yourself you're back on the road. Reassured all your friends and family.
And one day, Out came the beeping sound of a message on your phone. Suddenly voluntarily came that Hope. You hoped that it is Mary once you press that button leading you into the INBOX.
You're still in denial. Mary's never gone. You haven't cross Mary out.
City of Weirdos. 7:45 PM