Thursday, December 20, 2007

1 Martell.. make it 2.. make it 3

No, i didnt stay n finish the 3rd Martell for my buddy kel's bday celebration.(Sry for the screw up Angie, my bad.. will make it up on the next outing with u n sexyback. Ill pay for the....mixers?)

Maybe becos i wan to come home and write this blog; its been a while hasnt it? Been hooked to an online mmorpg game iggy recommends.. bro.. duno if you did the right thing or not haha! Consecutive nights of gaming with u guys till 0300 is not helping me achieve longevity. Fellow colleagues also wont like to see a zombified colleague snapping at anything coming his way.

Maybe its the tempting fried fish soup that i craved before drinking. The more i drink, the hungrier i got and here i am, having a satisfied meal with fish soup mixing wih the martell in my stomach -.- There was a little girl at the fish soup stall: Kian Hua Wan Ton Mee.. yea..Wan Ton Mee they sell also. She is like wat...at most 13-14 years old but she is helping her parents(i presume) at the stall even at a time like 0230. Kudos to her. Not easy for a girl her age but what she learns will be valuable experiences dealing with the society or so i hope. It might not be an understatement to say she is the only 13-14 year old girl helping at her parents' stall at this time in sg, correct me if im wrong.

Maybe its becos i feel bad after giving Eric a piece of my mind. The guy has a history of over dosing himself with liquor and claiming he is all right at the same time all the time. I have seen too much of it and decided to go on a lashing spree on him. I was despicably frank with him and after he left... i couldnt help but feel remorseful abt it. What right do we have to criticize others if we did not render any help to them? That's wat my driving instructor said to me. If you didnt try to help, dun criticize when things go wrong on them cos u didnt do ur part anyway. Ahhh the self sufficient might say, we r all responsible for our own lives n decisions we make but i beg to differ. Friends are there for a reason: if u see ur fren bleeding on his leg but he doesnt know it, wil u tell him abt it? Yes, he might continue to walk clumsily, fall n bleed again but i felt the least u can do is to apply some ointment on the wound, if u get wat im trying to say. My tots, my views, u can choose to agree or disagree to hell i care. Enuff of being the everytime nice guy already. Ill be nice when i need to be, ill farc u when i have to; i wont want to see you rot.

And yea, Mr Fabio Capello...ill learn a new language in a month if i earn 6.5 mil pounds a year like you do.

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