"我已不再是你的谁, 想到就会心碎" - 阿杜

风若停了云要怎么飞
How can the clouds fly when the winds have died
你若走了我要怎么睡
How can i sleep when you said goodbye
心若破了你要怎么赔
How can you repay the heart you broke
若非你只是贪玩的蝴蝶
Unless you're just a playful butterfly

天都黑了你在想著谁
Now that it's dusk, who comes to your mind
情都灭了我要怎么追
Love is gone, how am i to find
花都缩了你要怎么退
How are you going to present the wiltered flower
原来你只会让我流眼泪
You only know how to make me shed a tear

整个世界突然一起天黑
The whole world is engulfed in darkness
爱在眼前无声崩溃
Love crumbled silently in front of my eyes
摔成粉碎
smashing into pieces

我闭上眼睛就是天黑
Dusk is when i close my eyes
一种撕裂的感觉
A tinge of ripping
嘴里泛著血腥滋味
A hint blood in my taste
多么伤的离别
What a painful way to bid goodbye

我承认我最害怕天黑
I admit i'm afraid of the dark
梦被掏空的错觉
The illusion of an empty dream
我已不再是你的谁
I'm now no one to you
想到就会心碎
with that in mind comes a heartbreaking feel

"Don't discard me just because you think I mean you harm...But these cuts I have they need love to help them heal..." - Elton John

Life seems peaceful nowadays.
No more name-calling, finger-pointing, mud-slinging. It feels good to be at ease again.

Football fever is going to hit the shores yet again. The late night matches, those heavy eyelids in the morning, will infect most men in Singapore. And with the Great Singapore Sales coming along and will eventually occur concurrently with the World’s Grandeur Sporting Event, the local economy will definitely experience a boom.

"Don't discard me just because you think I mean you harm...But these cuts I have they need love to help them heal..."- Elton John

What is love?
Is it just a fabrication of the willful mind?
Or is it merely a word, used to manipulate the feelings of another?

Ok, here’s the deal.
From where I stand, Love is a hybrid mix of drastically contrasting sensations.
However, Love is also a state of behavior. Respect, Responsibility, Commitment are a few traits one should possess when in love.

I got to know this woman, C, who has tons of suitors and I “fortunately” got to bump into one of them. Built like a jockey, he possesses a very typical Taiwan boy-band-wannabe look (maybe I’m getting to old for this now). For now… Let’s name him Chewy.

Complete with THE hair, “cool” fashion-sense and the demure/shy etiquette, Chewy was just… that. C had to attend a birthday party after our date, with the birthday-boy setting her up with Chewy; she was apprehensive to grace the occasion. Nonetheless, she was there.

I have to sum it all up or else I’ll be labeled an Uncle sooner rather than later.

The party was, unsurprisingly, an all out romp session. C felt awkward to be present as she was the only girl (or human in this case) there to be engaging with the X-men on the Xbox rather than the X-men in the room.

Here’s my point, how could one openly declare his undying LOVE for another and have a full out swing-session in front of that same person.

Love and Lust…
Fine line indeed…
Peace.

"我拿什么和你计较...我想留的你想忘掉...原来牵着手走的路只有我一个相信天荒地老..." - 张宇

Not displaying a Probation Plate: $120
Going 103km/h on a 70km/h limit vehicle: $170
Enduring hunger this coming month: Priceless...
This was the aftermath to that unfortunate week began as such.

As the sun was warm and was accompanied by a gentle breeze, I strolled out of Woodlands MRT and embarked on my daily route to my office. The air was fresh and I believed that it'd be a beautiful day. Misfortune begged to differ. I have to scrimp and save on my next paycheck, just to pay for the fine.

"我拿什么和你计较...我想留的你想忘掉...曾经幸福的痛苦的该你的该我的... 到此一笔勾销...不痛的人不受煎熬... 原来牵着手走的路只有我一个相信天荒地老..." - 张宇

Written by his wife, 一个人天荒地老 depicts a person who reluctantly accepts reality. 张宇 emotes this song with astonishing credibility. Many people can relate to poignant songs like this one… including myself.

Sometimes when life gives you something, and then takes it back, you’d tend to fabricate a sort or lie or just bend the truth as a veil over your eyes from what really happened. Coming to terms will eventually bring you to your knees and get a reality check. And tears will undoubtedly begin to fall.

“You are so beautiful… to me…” – Joe Cocker

Yes it’s that song. It’s a very honest and forthright composition and delivered by one of America’s Greats, Joe Cocker.

Latest addition to the Winner’s list of American Idol, Taylor “Soul Patrol” Hicks, wowed the audiences globally with a recent delivery of his rendition of the song.

I happen to catch the completely hideous Debut of Singapore Idol 2. There weren’t any vocally outstanding ones and that brought about one conclusion- they weren’t looking for singers to begin with. That brought me back to the month of February, the 1st Round Auditions of Singapore Idol 2.

Under the blazing sun for 12 hours and 4 more hours of waiting the following day, hope and nerves were eventually overcame by fatigue. Maybe I wasn’t “colourful” enough for TV. I wanted to think that I was too blunt. During one of the interviews, I mentioned that Singapore Idol wasn’t just a singing competition, and that luck, will favor the winner.

Bummer.

"If you fuckin with this girl then you betta be paid..You know why..It take too much to touch her.. Now I aint sayin she a gold digger" - Kayne West

Following the footsteps of archrivals, Real Madrid, the Catalans lifted the coveted European Champions League Trophy for the 2nd time in their illustrious history and the 1st time in the French capital, Paris.

"If you fuckin with this girl then you betta be paid… You know why… It take too much to touch her... Now I ain’t sayin she a gold digger" - Kayne West

Money, Wealth, Riches…
I believe that it is everything to us and that Love is merely a word to some, a game to others.

Money management is important… well… basically management is essential in everything you do. Hmm… that’s not what I’m gonna address. Is money that important? Yes.
For a fact money does buy you everything, every tangible thing. And that includes love.

Although love is intangible, it depends on one’s perception. For instance, you need money to date, to romance, to put a smile on your loved one’s face. Many people insist that it’s the little things that count. I’m on the fence for this statement. You have to keep dating your girl like you do for the first date; therefore you have to be financially stable.

Entrepreneurs have always been well off to begin with… Well, at least most of them are. Consider this; before you can kick-start a business venture, you need capital. Local establishments like Breadtalk, Charles and Keith are founded based on this mindset. Their respective bosses are from affluent family backgrounds, I’m not taking away any credit form their hard work and dedication. It’s just that, things are certainly easier if you already have the contacts and the “dough” to “make the mare go round”.

From rags to riches, the vagabond will be seen and respected as the king. This make-believe conclusion is, just that. Now, I have to embark on this impossible task. To prove to people, that undoubtedly, fables can be fulfilled and there will be a fairytale ending.

"It warms my heart to see her smile.
It's impossible to do so now.
Guess I've gotta wait for awhile.
Just to show that I've made the extra mile." - Will

Drawing a gross income of $1400 at this point in time. Dare I say, I WILL make it.
Be it 5 or 10 years, I will rub shoulders with the bigwigs of Asia.
I will be able to afford got get LV handbags, Gucci shades and all that bling for her, whoever she might be.

"If you fuckin with this girl then you betta be paid… You know why… It take too much to touch her... Now I ain’t sayin she a gold digger" - Kayne West

I can't stress this further
Go figure

"Please just leave me right here on my own, later on you could spend some time with me, if you want to.." - Jamie Cullum

“…Different people have a different way of relaxing themselves... Some choose to smoke, some choose to exercise and some choose to be left alone...” – Anonymous

I prefer not to mention who the quote is from. If I’d mention a name it’ll be fine. The problem is that it’s a cute girl I met at work. Hence, all the other anonymous will go berserk again.

Well… What she said got me thinking.
I do like to be alone when I’m stressed, and I’m more efficient as well.
All the clattering, clanging, chattering in the office are mere distractions. They cram your brain with superfluous thoughts.

"Please just leave me right here on my own, later on you could spend some time with me, if you want to…" - Jamie Cullum

It has been a week of misfortune.
Didn’t sleep on Monday- don’t ask me why.
Caught for speeding on Tuesday- 103km/h on TPE… in a van. o_O
Late on Wednesday and Thursday- Champions League Final
Friday… Ah… Good Ol’ TGIF… - I lost my freaking phone.

Maybe it is trying to tell me something. I should be alone.
After Hunter’s act of ripping out the stuffing from both my couches, Dad insists that Hunter is to be given away. I’ve made up my mind- if Hunter goes, then I guess I’ll have to move out.

It’s kind of depressing when you see a queen abdicating her throne, mother abandoning her child, leaving only the king and prince to fend for themselves. And no matter what gives, being all heart-shattered and traumatized you have to don a façade of strength in front of everyone, while deep down inside, you have to pull yourself together and rebuild the world that was magnificent just months ago.

Mum is recovering from an operation for a few weeks now and it’s probable that “ripping up the couch” is his way of relief from frustration. Hope mum recovers soon. Hunter spends most of his time with my mum and their bond is, without a shred of doubt, unbreakable.

Take care Mum.

“I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love. So come give me a hug if you into to getting rubbed” – 50 cent

Ruud van Nistelrooy, one of the deadliest finisher ever donning the red jersey of the Devils in Manchester, is going to be sensationally offloaded to another club. Or so it seems.

Following the footsteps of David “Golden Balls” Beckham, Jaap Stam, Dwight Yorke, Andrew Cole, Paul “Le Guvnor” Ince and many others, the Dutch Goal Master is set to leave Old Trafford after 5 wondrous seasons in top-flight English football.

God save the Devils in Manchester.
I love the irony.

“I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love. So come give me a hug if you into to getting rubbed” – 50cent

I know I’m probably gonna get dissed for posting this article.
Well, I’m gonna do it anyway.

Clubbing- what gives?
Loud music, alcohol, atmosphere and dancing are the few argumentative points stressed by many (be it men or women) when they want to club.
For me, it’s pure and simple- To get laid.

Before the dissing sessions commence, keep your shirt on. (pardon the pun)
I’m not saying everyone consciously goes clubbing to get laid. Think about it.

Loud music means you’ve got to lean in when you talk. The close proximity allows one’s guard to be down. You exchange glances within mere centimeters, and you may “accidentally” prop your palm on the “small” of the other’s back.

Dancing is as old as time itself. It’s performed as entertainment, rituals and it’s also the oldest form of seduction. Dancers, the good ones, often end up as concubines to the Kings and Emperors of ancient time. In the recent past, dancers are categorized as employees of sex-related industries. But in this day and age, it’s art… it’s a form of exercise. And I fully concur.

Here’s the tricky part.
Add the “proximity breech” to the “sexy, sultry dancing”, and a tinge of alcohol to mess up your head. What’d you get?

I’m not saying that clubbing should be banned. Neither am I declaring that clubs should have tough restrictions and regulations. I’m merely suggesting that men should respect women and women, themselves. Put me in the corner of a club, and I can assure you that I can point out the intentions of most of the men and women there. That’s what I do in clubs- People-watch.

Most of them wanna get wasted and laid.
Carnal instincts (sex) drive all animals- including humans.

If you beg to differ,
Take a corner seat in a club and people-watch.

You’ll get my drift.

"我真的沒有天份, 安靜的沒這么快. 我會學著放棄你, 是因為我太愛你." - 周杰倫

With 6 albums under his belt and one of the most relatable songs I've heard in a while. 周杰倫, still a newcomer back then, was plucked from obscurity and groomed into one of the top artistes in Asia.

Born in Taipei, Taiwan on January 18, 1979.
He was raised by his mother who was a teacher in a middle school. Showing interest in music, he began learning to play piano at the age of 3.

While in elementary school, he developed an interest in cello and had daily lessons. His mother took him to concerts to develop his taste for music.

When he was 14, his parents got divorced; as a result, he became very independent, quiet and anti-social. In June of 1996, Jay, being unable to pass the entrance exam to his selected university and therefore losing hope of a well paying job, became a waiter.

"我真的沒有天份, 安靜的沒這么快. 我會學著放棄你, 是因為我太愛你." - 周杰倫

Every time you experience heartbreak, you’d learn, grow and mature from it. Every time shit happens, life goes on.

What if people tell you, time and again, to move on and you’re unable to, does that mean you’re weak/stupid/immature?

Forlorn is the heart that yearns.

“眼淚知道, 你在我心中多麼重要.” - 匿名郵寄

"Have you ever heard of anything so absurd ever in your life..I'm sorry for wasting your time.." - Jason Mraz

"She's 15, he's 30. Should they be dating?" - The Straits Times 5th February 2006.

The piercing rays of a particular Sunday morning sun awoke me from yet another restless night of tossing and turning. I barely slept 3 hours and suddenly it's daylight again. That conversation replayed in my head the whole time.

“I’m seeing someone and it's someone you know”
“Ed…?”
“Yes. How’d you know?”
“I just know…”

Hunter, still a lil' pup back then, was going at it again – he kept licking my fingers like there’s no tomorrow.

Dragging my feet to the kitchen table, I wanted to feast my eyes on what the football pundits will say after the series of matches played the night before.
I flipped through the papers gazed in “amused-horror”. The National Newspaper of Singapore was reporting what I experienced.

The quotes from the women (girls) were exactly what she had told me- Do women have a guide to break up with men? Or vice versa?

"Have you ever heard of anything so absurd ever in your life... I'm sorry for wasting your time..." - Jason Mraz

She dissed me for having an article on the bulletin board on www.Friendster.com.
Labeling me childish and some other stuff. Well, I am. If I fight for what I love and I do all in my power to get her back means being childish – then, I am.

I retaliated by trying to match him- mano a mano, man to man.
In civilized fashion, I sent an email to the hospital he was working at. Yes, he’s a freakin' doctor who gives massages for a living – a Physiotherapist.

A certain Assistant Director, T, replied my email, convincing me to divulge the patient’s name that the doctor was seeing. I reluctantly obliged, divulging her name, age and date of discharge.

Couple days later, T replied. Insisting that there was nothing going on between the doctor and the patient (victim- in my opinion) and advised me to provide proof.

This "man" is breeching not one, but two scandalous acts simultaneously.
I wont consider the man, who “falls in love” with his patient(s), a doctor.
Neither do I consider him, who “falls in love” with a girl young enough to be his daughter, a morally upright human being. In fact, he's just a rich-ass pedophile.

Not man enough to admit the heinous crime he’s committing, I’ve to resort to other means. I provided T a link to her blog and asked her to replace every word of “cow” with Ed.

I received 2 emails a couple of days later, one from T and the other from her.
I read her mail 1st. “…don’t be childish, can’t you learn to move on…”
Then T’s mail, “I’m sorry, the link you provided is not available. Please check.”

I checked.

She deleted her blog.

Coincidence?
Go Figure