alright its been a week so i better get down to typing this....

my 23rd birthday has pretty much been my most awesome birthday every:

2 bottles of macallan 18 whiskey from my girlfriend and best friend
an external hard disk drive from my mom
"new" phone from my uncle
ipod classic from my sis
martell and a shirt from my friends at UB
waterfall, ak-47 and lots of other drinks from the dudes at work(blackout night again)
hotel stay at the conrad thanks to my uncle and Daniel
not having to pay for my booking at Furama hotel though i think i can never book another hotel with them again
drinking with sam, alvin, ali and my bro on sunday

fuck yeah man, my 23rd birthday was the bomb.... 103 more weeks to my honda fireblade!

thanks to everyone who made my birthday amazing:
my family of course
shalyn
skate friends
friends at school
my bros tris and gwao
mi-sao (our new japanese drinking friend)
my uncle
Daniel
the ppl at living room and firefly (siti, xiang wei, glen, an, sham, audi, hakim and my bro of course)

too many blackout momements and unforgettable toilet cleanings, falling asleeps and drinking games.....

but unfortunately the 2nd half of my sem has started again....

photos up later...

go shorty, its my birthday, we're gonna party like it's my birthday....

2 exams this week....

730 days or 104 weeks till my bike! the countdown begins!!

fuck i missed getting a gold for my ippt by 1 sec...

lets recap my thursday shall we??

up till 5 in the morning finishing up 2 essays
got up at 9
ran at 10 till 11
went to class till 5
blog meeting till8:30
dinner till 9:40
work from 10 till 6
back home (just got home)
leaving for bike class in 15 min, lessons from 8 till 12
drive home
short nap
leave for work at 3 till 11
sleep
wake up for ippt and 2.4 run....

remember the $$ i talked abt yesterday? well i spent it today on dinner and shoes.... now im kinda sad....

oh well, $$ is meant to be spent!

my wallet is full of cash.... but i need to deposit it to bring my acc total back up to 1.6k...

fuck, i failed my lesson 7 today.... 17 people taking the test today and only 2 ppl passed.... ssdc sure knows how to earn our $$....

so i talked with my sister about when i can get my bike....

she said 2 year from the day i graduate....

fucking 2 years...


fuck....

1st road lesson today was fun but got to repeat it...

fuck...

and i celebrated by 4th month anniversery on friday.... nice day out with the girlfriend...

working 15 hr shifts for my SP.... time for dinner, some studying and a run...

oh yeah bike lesson tmr....

wow, i spent my the last sunday of my holidays sleeping... i went to bed around 10am after work, only to wake up around 7, sleep again till 12 and sleep again till 1... at that time Shalyn gave up trying to wake me up and decided to tell me to sleep in all the way till monday morning which i did....

to recap my holiday:
worked 140 hrs at living room, earning around $1000 before CPF
bike lessons (im at lesson 5 which i have to repeat for the 3rd time on wed, fuck)
skated, but not much

ok school starts in an hours time...

heres a good tiesto mix:

vroom vroom!!

lesson 3, trial theory test passed and theory lessons clocked!

every time i have bad day, i just need to think about this baby and my day will brighten up:



the long work hours and fucked up customers will make this bike extra sweet...

2nd hand machine price: 1.5-2k
insurance: 600-900 (fuck)
road tax: 70
COE : 890 (if needed)
misc repairs and stuff: 1k

total: 5k++++

work work work work work work work work work work work work.......

1st bike prac on monday... time to work my fucking ass off so i can afford my bike!

final exam for this sem coming up in just over 3 hours... heres a list of things i want to do over my break:

work like hell to save money for my bike (vroom vroom!!!)
register and start taking the theory and practical lessons for bike
hang out with shalyn
skate often (2-3 times a week?)
get some filming done for the new slap video


pretty much all i can come up with for now...

the paradox of love

this evening i watched an old woody allen movie on tv titled "crimes and misdemeanors", and its been a while since i was so amazed by a movie... the moral dilemmas encountered by the characters is placed side by side with a religious argument & pro-life philosopher, neither of which gives answers to what the characters should do, but rather throw us into deep thought....

a couple of lines that really stuck out for me was by the pro-life philospoher, who ironically committed suicide later in the film:

“When we fall in love, we are seeking to re-find all or some of the people to whom you were attached as children. On the other hand, we ask our beloved to correct all the wrongs that these early parents or siblings inflicted on us. So, love contains in it the contradiction, the attempts to return to the past and the attempt to undo the past.”

“We're all faced throughout our lives with agonizing decisions, moral choices. Some are on a grand scale, most of these choices are on lesser points. But we define ourselves by the choices we have made. We are in fact the sum total of our choices.”

he speaks of the paradox of love, of how we want to return to the past, and how we wish to correct the things that have made us who we are today.... he also spoke about how love and human warmth was the only thing that made the world a livable place, because in reality the real world is a very hash and cold place....

final say: watch the movie...

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Crimes_and_Misdemeanors

by wed, it will all be over...

meanwhile i need to get me some dinner and some quality TV time in...

shoes, new board, wheels or jeans?? which to buy...

exams in 2 weeks time, so it time to get on the study program.... drinking and a lot of work during the break to earn me some scrilla....

next sem will be tough, be at least im graduating in a year....

i just realized "love is gone" by david guetta describes my attitude towards bartending these days... its just a job, plain and simple... i used to be really inquisitive, make the effort to learn all the cocktails, come up with original cocktails and try to make the bar run as smoothly as possible... these days, the only thing i care about is when i can collect my pay check or when i the tips are out...

oh well, a job is a job...

crap my nights of binge drinking are over....

my arms are burning from gym sessions... im having problems typing....

thank you alvin for teaching me valuable workouts like lat pull down, flys and "fuck the woman"....