tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72582382012-02-01T16:31:28.107+08:00The musings of a overworked, under-rested mind goes online. Bringing a couple of smiles and perhaps inspire a few ideas, and get some inspiration back. And if you believe this will make me talk less, there's a bridge over in London I'd like to sell you. Cheap.Vandalinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00420944294381722833noreply@blogger.comBlogger5081100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7258238.post-51037914900012623762012-01-16T13:51:00.002+08:002012-01-16T16:40:31.346+08:00

Folks that know me now often find it hard to believe I'm Christian. A good number think it hard to believe I actually have a heart. Or a brain. But we'll leave those discussions for another day. Right now, it's just certain realizations about my ideas on Christianity that I had over the years. It might be sacrilegious to some. But fuck it. These are my views and I'm sticking by them. 1.

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There was a time when the leaders of Singapore were clear about what their job was, and the words of the pledge meant something to them. There was a time, when from the people, by the people, for the people means that the elected leaders also have the responsibility that comes with the power of leadership, and it was a burden as much as it was a privilege. There was a time, when the words being

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I've never been in the habit to write a birthday post, and this is not one. The date is just a coincidence. For someone who pioneered the "Vandalin", it is ironic that at the end of my 33rd birthday, I find myself doing the exact opposite. I am incredibly, ridiculously, completely awake, listening to music and revisiting memories. With the lenses of hindsight, accumulated experience, with

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This is why we need fantasy. We need to start to believe in the little lies, in order to believe in the big ones. Facts are facts, but they only serve to outline brushstrokes of what IS. The important things, things like truth, beauty, love or mercy, is what the person fills in, and in doing, defines himself.

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I voted. For the first time in 33 years, after bearing arms for the nation, kopi tiam discussions, rants, raves and opinions, bitching and not-an-insignificant amount of apathy, I was up at 8am, and I voted. It was a simple 3 minute process, and it seems almost... anti-climatic honestly. Nevertheless, the sense of me doing something for myself, and deciding my own fate stayed with me even after

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Now generally, I have no complaints about service in Singapore. Seriously. I'm an easygoing kinda guy, and if I happen to go a few more times to a place, I end up knowing more of the staff by name anyway. Nevertheless, last Friday was like a textbook case of things NOT to do. And so, consider this my public service as a corporate trainer, on a cautionary tale of bad service. It was a typical

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Outside of work, here are the thoughts that are currently running through my head. 1. You know how it is that success coaches like asking this question, "if you do not have any limit on money and time, what would you do?" How would you change if you removes the limit on youth and time, if you can live forever. 2. To what extent is one willing to go to prolong life before morality kicks in?

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Game Face On Today, 2011 truly begins. Some dreams are shelved for now. Some emotions put on hold. Some energies redirected. There is work to do, trash to take out and butts to kick. Welcome to the first day of the next 5 years. Welcome to another milestone in life. In the words of my old platoon commander before a full pack fast march at dawn, "This is gonna be fun."

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What is love, that makes it the simplest, and the most complicated emotion in the world to understand? What is love, that makes someone go through hell and high water, and be willing to try again? What is love, that brings two people together and keeps them together even though logic dictates otherwise? What is love, that make strangers friends, and friends become lovers, while others falter?

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I am happy for the both of you. It is easier to be angry, to rant, and to jump and walk away. Anger is a much simpler solution. But I cannot. It feels right, even to me. The conviction, the openness, I would have given anything and everything for it to be for me. But hey, Good Luck Ed eh? I envy those with a special someone. I read somewhere that the only time when you have no more trouble in

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I don't subscribe to most personality tests, but this one hits pretty close to the mark. Do your own test here. You are striving for a life full of activity and experience and, perhaps even more, an environment where you would be able to forge a close bond with a person who can offer full emotional fulfilment. You are trying to improve your position and prestige - be it in your life or in

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I remember when I was in Sec 4, I wrote an essay about a backpacker who wandered around the world by himself and while interacting with people, walks off in the sunset by himself. Scored the highest I ever did for an English essay in my life. It was not hard. Three and a half pages writing about myself in an hour flat. I'm usually seen as an extrovert. Thing is, since young. I had to be

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“Knowing is not enough, you must apply; willing is not enough, you must do.” - Bruce Lee

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Why is it that in society, we are so starved to have someone listen to us, that we actually have to pay someone hundreds of dollars to sit and listen? Is it really that hard? I am reminded that one of the best compliment that someone can pay another is to really listen. Suspend your thoughts and preconceptions, look into the person's eyes, and open your heart and mind to what the other person is

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Over the last two weeks, two people have told me that they follow what I write. Wow. I didn't know that anyone outside of a few close friends and family even know that the blog exists. After all, I'm not a hot chick, a quotable quote generator, neither do I write all that often. This is cos it takes some time to process experiences and convert thoughts into text and express it coherently.

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They're not expressive people, but in living history, dad has never ever forgot an anniversary, and there'll always be a bunch of flowers in the morning. Happy Anniverysary dad and mom. And thank you for 32 years of lessons of what it means to be in a relationship and in love.

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Like this. I love Marlee Matlin

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Always liked collaborations between two different artforms. This is pretty amazing. And reflective. Thought of You from Ryan Woodward on Vimeo.

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is not sex, not kisses, not hugs. The most intimate contact between lovers, is when they're holding hands. Kisses you can give to strangers Hugs to acquintances Sex can be a commodity, bought and sold between willing parties. But you can tell how comfortable a couple with each other by the way they hold hands.

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In the quiet misty morning when the moon has gone to bed, When the sparrows stop their singing and the sky is clear and red. When the summer's ceased its gleaming, When the corn is past its prime, When adventure's lost its meaning, I'll be homeward bound in time. If you find it's me you're missing, if you're hoping I'll return. To your thoughts I'll soon be list'ning, and in the road I'll stop

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The relentless pursuit of the definition of self. Acceptance. Training is, through the use of my body, to understand myself, and to have the ability to call on honest and true expression of myself when I want it. To solidify determination, and move. Constant questioning, Constant curiosity, Experience, integrate, grow.

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The silence between the notes The space between the seconds The darkness between the stars The stillness between one breath and the next Mostly, in the night when everyone's gone to bed, or in the mornings where a restless mind awakes to find no respite. Liquid oblivion tastes bitter on the tongue now. Even the good stuff. So I throw myself into everything else. I search For absolution,

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So another year gone, and another year is here. I've never been one to put much store by my birthdays truth be told. In the past, it's more often been an excuse to get my mates together, get drunk and party. Never been much on birthday resolutions, nor presents for that matter. If there are presents, I have always held more store for the cards than the presents. The feelings invested into the

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How is it that normal people become heroes? What defines a legend? Sometimes it is just a man, woman or child trapped in extraordinary circumstance, and acting according to his or her own beliefs. I liked Gemmell's retellings of old legends because they make the heroes human. People who are no different from any other, who just happen to be trapped in rather strange circumstances. The hero, in

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“He’s not perfect. You aren’t either, and the two of you will never be perfect. But if he can make you laugh at least once, causes you to think twice, and if he admits to being human and making mistakes, hold on to him and give him the most you can. He isn’t going to quote poetry, he’s not thinking about you every moment, but he will give you a part of him that he knows you could break. Don’

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perdón, cuchillo de eliminación en curso

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Omegle is a program that connects you to random strangers. Siren introduced this to me cos I was in a bit of a rut. Now that the beast is released, he's only just gaining momentum. Random potshots at people, AWAY! Here are a couple of gems from my first 15 minutes online. Stranger: heey:)You: question, what do you feel about seinfeld? Stranger: umm i dont know why? You: because i use it for a

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The music sets the tempo. Fast, slow. Happy, sad. Sultry, serious. Playful, grave. The dancers build on that music, and give shape to sound, and make the intangible tangible. In a dance, one leads, another follows. Each role is as important as the other. The dance needs both to be involved, and for a span of time, they are committed. The man takes the lead, and he takes upon himself the power

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I am reminded of my sense of self yesterday. Today, I wake up to my favourite weather. Must be doing something right. I am also reminded that obsession to the point of losing oneself is not good. That anything and everything that causes you to lose that which make you, you is not good. This does not mean that the thing is innately bad. Bad things and tragedy causes loss of self. Sometimes good

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It was an SMS conversation with a friend. But it was also a promise to myself. There are several ways that things might turn out. One way or another. I'm gonna come out better, stronger, hotter, and awesomer. *flicks hair* I rule.

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I read somewhere that the ancient American Indians mastered the art of living for the moment and enjoying it. In waiting, they savour the anticipation, and the emotion of waiting. While there is the anxiousness of a resolution and the eagerness of the end, they are aware of their feelings, and their surroundings, and they take pleasure in the emotion. The end of the road is something to be

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Expectations in relationships. Why do we have them? Do we really prize stability and the opportunity to stagnate so much? As my uncle lie in hospital today, a particular point is forcefully brought home into my very thick skull. Eventually, nothing in the world is sure. There are so many things that might happen that is out of our control. Feelings, accidents, sickness, death. The future is

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Heard this song on Britain's got Talent sang by the plucky Janey Cutler. Came back, and found the lyrics after some searching. After all, it's not exactly a pop song. But what lyrics. Here are the lyrics No, no regrets No, we will have no regrets As you leave, I can say Love was king, but for only a day No, no regrets No, let there be no regrets Why explain Why delay Don't go away Simply

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A friend once told me, that relationships survive and thrive on two pillars, love and respect. Perhaps that is what appeals to both sides of the human equation. The logical and the emotional parts. Most sales people would tell you that decisions are emotional. And logic exists to justify the emotion. In a relationship, that's particularly true. Why does one choose a particular person over

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I was headed for JKD today when I bumped into a friend of mine who told me about a run in with two Ang Mohs on the MRT that were drinking beer and smoking. Yup, IN the MRT. They were rude, and when a lady told them to stub out the ciggies, they essentially told her to piss off cos they paid so much money to smoke in Singapore. Eventually, they got shoved off at the next stop. My friend then

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Maybe,just maybe. Convenience is also a kind of fate. picture from here.

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Some of the best bits in the entire interview:That all knowledge is self knowledge in the end.That martial arts is the honest expression of oneself through movement.That ultimately we are human beings. And are all one family under the sky, and people are just different.

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If by Rudyard KiplingIf you can keep your head when all about youAre losing theirs and blaming it on you;If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,But make allowance for their doubting too;If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,Or, being hated, don't give way to hating,And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;If you can dream - and not

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Now a great meal is one that evokes emotion. And I gotta say, the invite from TK to the Tiffin Club evoked several.Envy - I have no idea how in the world chef Iskandar came up with his menu. But I gotta say, it was inspired. I wish I had the same inspiration.Demoralized - The road is LONNNGGG for me to even think about going professional. He set the bar ridiculously high.Motivated - The hope that

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Right, so the YOG has started and personally I echo Seinfeld's sentiment that any sport that brings nations together is a good thing.Let's again make this clear. I am FOR having the YOG organized in Singapore and for all the inconvenience that it brings us for the 2 weeks, I'm actually pretty alright about everything. Then again, I usually take the MRT so I have not actually seen the YOG buses

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Let me make something clear.This is not a rant about the state of the public transport system in Singapore. In fact, over Tao Huay with my buddy Ridz I actually defended the quality of the Singapore public transport.For the record, I think the bus and MRT network in Singapore is pretty good. Not great. Not flawless, but pretty good all in all.No. This is a rant about the arrogance of the powers

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After watching "Julie and Julia", I'm inspired towards themed cooking.Maybe something a little easier to start, and then carry on from there, and then blog all my progress...So now the thoughts in my head.1. Pick up a cookbook and cook my way through aka Julie and Julia. 2. Start something with a theme and then find recipes to fit: I'm thinking all the recipes that are easy but look impressive,

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He gave us more than boxing, and the song "Eye of the Tiger"

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"I wouldn't have called it a lecture. Just a useful distinction, to clarify thought." He spread his hand, palm up, in a gesture of balance. "Reputation is what other people know about you. Honour is what you know about yourself." "Hm""The friction tends to araise when the two are not the same...""... There is no more hollow feeling than to stand with your honour shattered at your feet while

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Being the second oldest guy at a Parkour workshop simply means that I'll just have to push a little harder than the rest of the boys.It also means that I need to push my sadly out of shape body a little more.Is the pain worth it? TOTALLY.What have I learnt from 2 hours of learning how to vault, roll and jump from slightly insane positions and circumstances?I might not be able to jump exactly like

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If everybody ate desserts for breakfast, the world would be healthier, and people will actually be HAPPY to wake up in the morning.

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this is classic.ConsentAtom.com: Funny Videos | Love Sucks | Sexy Comedy

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From the best Robin Hood movie ever made: Men in Tights

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Let's dance, mutherfucker

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I've been told that a boxer in a match probably would suffer less damage overall if he was to get hit by a knockout punch than if he was to go through ten rounds of the meat grinder.And I started thinking about all the relationships that I have seen come and gone, especially the ones where the relationship was abusive, or just bullshit, and I have always stood by my friends.Now, I'm wondering if

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Sometimes lying is necessary.----------------------------------------------------------------Death: Humans need fantasy to *be* human. To be the place where the falling angel meets the rising ape. Susan: With tooth fairies? Hogfathers? Death: Yes. As practice, you have to start out learning to believe the little lies. Susan: So we can believe the big ones? Death: Yes. Justice, mercy, duty.

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Don't make songs like this anymore....

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So let's give this power of positive thought thing a go...My own apartmentA Balcony overlooks the city skylineIn A StormHaving a whiskeyWith the woman I love, who loves me back, in my arms

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I've never been a fan of Formula One. I think there's way too much hype about cars that sound like overgrown mosquitoes, and I personally don't see a point of going 61 laps around the same damn place. I mean seriously, don't you get bored?So this year, nadnut tries to change my impression by inviting me to the Johnnie Walker Jet Black party. I tell you, folks. I was told to wear formal for the

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The way the syllables roll off the tongue. The almost coy, sideways look of passion held barely in check. The wail of santana in the background...

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Must have watched this so many times. Still Good.

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What, in the end, defines a friend?One that'll tell you the truth, even when he knows it is not pleasant.One who advises with your interest at heart, even though sometimes the advice is neither sought for nor listened to.One who shares the moments in your life, no matter how trivial it seems to the other people.One who tries every single way and means to keep you from the edge of the cliff, even

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I am reminded today how much I love the time before a really big storm hits.The electric potential in the air and the sense of stillness the slight coolness of the gently swirling wind promising so much, and yet now, just barely rustling the leaves.I am strangely calm, and everything is in sharp contrast in the muggy air. The world is held in balance, between states. There is a silence that

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Lessons for the day:Keep probing limits, keep pushing buttons. Never ever stop, never get comfortable, and never lose yourself and forget what YOU want.Question of the day, especially to the people that know me:Am I too nice to the people I care about, especially the women in my life?

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When faced with an impossible choice,of holding on with an iron grip, and watch whatever you have slipping through your fingers slowly but surely,and letting go, and risk whatever it is you value disappear in an instant,how do you choose?

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Today, I had a conversation with my brother, a cop. He was telling me that the number of suicides and attempted suicides over the years have been on the rise.The trend just serves to remind me, that every person needs an outlet. And if you keep it all repressed inside, at some time, some where, some how, it's gonna come out. And if you don't find some way to channel that to a constructive use,

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The lesson that I learnt over the week was this,that when we were children, we constantly pushed our limits, physical, mental, emotional, spiritual.That's why we grow so fast. But over the years, we forgot that. That's why we stagnate.Time to be kids again!

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Since the atheist believes that there is no God, and since it's never been proven one way or another, so atheism is ALSO an article of faith isn't it?

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One of the best phrases I have heard recently is, "We decide ourselves who we want to be. Subconsciously, or consciously, every decision and every action defines, reinforces and redefines who we choose to be."This was initially addressed to a colleague of mine, but when I look around, I see it everywhere. As we get older, we move into certain comfort zones in thought, behaviour and character.

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Okay folks, this link is seriously NSFW, so do NOT open when you're at work. Nevertheless, ladies especially, in the spirit of knowledge, self improvement and an attempt to end to the female frustration, I need to find out.IS THIS FOR REAL?!!?Cos if it is, I'm carrying my laptop with my middle and ring finger from now on.And a quick rant. Why in the world is it so hard to find information on

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My brother recently made me read a book about violence in the real world. It is interesting because it goes beyond violence. It explore a lot of self defence, and mental states, and recovery from traumatic experiences.This is a paragraph that I found really interesting."Permission and initiative combine to produce a force of nature. It is inhuman and hard to describe. You do what needs to be done

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Since a friend has asked me to translate the lyrics for her, I thought that maybe I should just cut and paste the lyrics here. For your reading enjoyment. This is of course, the literal translation. If you have any recommendations for changes, do let me know and I'll put it up.Verse: Don't cry anymoreI should be the one that's cryingYou've already said you love him,What else can i doI have

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How appropriate the song. I knew there was a reason I like it so much.

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Okay... since some of the good folk of the bar asked for it, here's the recipe for chawamushi, vandalin-style. It's simple. just bloody tedious. Actually since a lot of the effort goes into making the stock, it's easier to make for more people.Ingredients (makes for 2):Bonito Flavouring - 1 packPrawns - 2Crabsticks - 2 piecesMushrooms - 2 piecesWater about 500mlsalt - 1.5 teaspoonsEggs - 2How to

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The inches we need in life. Al Pacino is still one of the best.

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"It isn't a matter of faith. It's a matter of logic.""Of course it is! Either God exists, or He doesn't. Those are really the only two possibilities. If He does exist, as I believe all three of us believe He does, then ultimately, anything which promotes truth will only tend to demonstrate His existance. And even if that weren't true, if He exists, then whatever happens will be what He chooses to

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Okay. This is getting out of hand. Who the FUCK decided that the ideal woman should be one that's so frigging skinny that we can lift her and tuck her under the arm and walk off, and not have curves?And who the FUCK decided to infect the women of the world with this. damn. lie? I find that person, and he/she/it will take precedence over Mr Murphey in the list of "targets for grievous bodily

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Now as much as i believe that Singapore is a bloody talent desert, there are some little oases of talent.Shirlyn Tan is one of those.No, she's not featured on the President's Command Performance, because she don't play some classical instrument so well that the Ae-tess people will notice.Neither does she sing some teeny bopper doe-y eye pop song, so that she is discovered by some Taiwan producer,

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For those of you who are wondering, yes, I finally have a girlfriend and it has gone past the 9th month. And I'd like to say for the record that it IS different from being single, but I am enjoying all the differences.And yes, while there is a really big age gap between me and my beloved, I'd like to say that for the record, I am quite proud to say that I am learning as time goes by. From being

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In a conversation with my friend nadnut, I am reminded of a particular commercial on TV, and I now raise a toast to haters.People who got nothing better to do other than sit around behind the computer and bitch and moan and gripe about people, and have absolutely NOTHING constructive to say.To Haters,Thank you for testing our mettle.Thank you, for giving us the inspiration to better ourselves in

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This is hilarious! Sluggy.com

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I'll be picking up Jeet Kun Do classes from next month onwards. Looking forward to it! And as a tribute, here's a flash video of the founder of JKD.

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It sucks not to have the instant gratification of letting it rip when one is pissed off.It sucks even more to have to suck it in, and watch, and not have the pleasure of fucking someone over, especially if he is unrepentant and is too arrogant to even KNOW that he's made a mistake.I look forward to next week, and hope wait will make the next meeting much MORE satisfying.Damn I need to work off

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Growing up with music like this, who's the wild child now dad?If you can't hear the lyrics, you can read it on the youtube page here.

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From Jaywalk's Blog. This program will be running from the 7th to 14th February and the launch is this Saturday at Tampines Mall. So show some love ayeI don't like men who abuse women. No. Belay that. I fucking HATE men who abuse women. I, too have had friends who were abused to the point where they lost all self-esteem and were nothing but empty shells. I have had friends who had the courage to

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Again taken from the same book, White Night, by Jim Butcher."'Anger is just anger. It isn't good. It isn't bad. It just is. What you do with it is what matters. It's like anything else. You can use it to build or to destroy. You just have to make the choice.'"'Constructive anger,' (she) said, her voice dripping with sarcasm."'Also known as passion,' (he) said quietly. 'Passion has overthrown

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Taken from White Night, by Jim Butcher"What we hadn't known about, back then, was pain."Sure, we'd faced some things as children that a lot of kids, don't.... We still hadn't learned, though, that growing up is all about getting hurt. And then getting over it. You hurt. You recover. You move on. Odds are pretty good you're just going to get hurt again. But each time, you learn something."Each

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A timely reminder for us to remove the log in our own eyes before we attempt to pluck the speck from our brother's.And to always examine ourselves for double standardsIf you cannot see the image, click here All credit and copyright belongs to Questionablecontent.net

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The new understated catchphrase, "Want to touch water?"It does not fully encapsulate the sheer mind numbing horror, the heart pounding, balls shrinking terror that is the bungee jump

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It was months ago when I heard this phrase from my pastor. (yes, assholes. I go to church. Live with it)"Love is a dirty, stinky thing. It's not the lovely, sweet beautiful, clean thing that you see on movies and in books."Now I was never a romantic. I don't ever believe in "happily ever after" but what he said gave another aspect to it.He went on, it's because of love, that the mothers and

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Alright, this I need to understand. For the sake of MANkind, when women and girls say that they want a NICE guy, what EXACTLY are they looking for?My English teacher has said that the word nice is an ambiguous word. Much like OK, or can lah or mai hiam. Nice, can mean everything from something short of the devil incarnate, to Mahadma Ghandi the Second.And since nobody has ever asked this before,

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Thanks B! Sometimes stories tell life better than life itself."Live well, age well, bald well, and die after me. and if possible, die laughing." - Father to son in Bleach.Is this what all parents want of their kids?

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Is this really what's going on in women's heads? DAMNMakeout Session - These bloopers are hilarious

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Sometimes, we do need a reminder. A kick in the arse as it is. And therefore, from One of the Great Orators of Our Time:"Never give in -- never, never, never, never, in nothing great or small, large or petty, never give in except to convictions of honour and good sense. Never yield to force; never yield to the apparently overwhelming might of the enemy."Winston Churchill, the one we call the

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Keeping up with my usual reading of daily affairs via Jean's Blog, this thought occured to me.Funny how come there is a justification for increasing prices, but there's also a justification for keeping employees' salaries at the same level. Now if both justifications are justified... where's does the money from this increase go to?And that is why, all too often, I ask the question why in the

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Yeap. So I got a Significant Other.Proof that Yours Truly does have a heart, and it's not just focused on alcohol, partying, and sex.Oh wait...

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If life deals you a bad hand, would you fold, or would you play on?

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You know how the gah-men has been pushing for clean and green Singapore.You see how we try to reduce emissions by making it expensive for the average joe to drive.You see ERP gantries going up to regulate traffic flow so that cars are clustered in other smaller roads less able to manage the flow and then those roads get blocked with gantries as well.Yet taxes are reducing so it's "easier" to own

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More evidence that Life is not fair. But some times, the unfairness result in things of beauty.

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What disappoints you the most?MeWhere will you go if someone sponsors you a tour ticket?South AmericaWhat’s your favorite thing to do?Sex, Dance, Drink, Watching People and testing myself. In that order.Do you think money can buy happiness?Money facilitates happiness.If you can have one dream to come true, what would it be? That my Burmese friends are here in Singapore. It's a different junta,

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Since there's no cure to stupidity, I have this to say.WHEN GOOGLE PAYS, I PAY. Thus endeth the lesson. Amen.

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The Cyclone didn't hit Yangon. My friends are fine. Whew.Just got internet up, it seems.HUGS Norah-Anne and Zarah Belle Soe. Be safe and come to Singapore NOW.

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Tagged by Posh, and some more sms me to tell me must do.7 RANDOM FACTS ABOUT ME:I'm dangerous when boredI'll try practically everything. TwiceI cannot drink coffeeI am eager to learn, but application takes a while.I enjoy dancing. I like squeezing my zitsI read. A lot. 7 THINGS THAT SCARE ME:Toe Socks are evilThe putting in and taking off of earrings. Teletubbies are evil tooCradling babies in my

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