Meet the Khaw's

On another note,

I went to the Khaw's place tonight

the thing being I hadnt met up wif Jordan, whom go as far as back to my Youth time at New Life Lutheran Church when I 1st met him, wow and it was like 3 years ago the last time we spent time together.

Now, apparently Jordan graduated n is back home now for a foreseeable 2-3 months in the hometown so I decided to head there to pick him n his sister Annie up to some lim-teh session. It all started frm a meaningless msn conversation wif him slatin each other up for being the lesser one on football games such as FIFA & PES.


Then he sed how bout we square it off in INFINITY, the cc, and well of cos I did not pass it n got on wif it.

Yet it all boiled down to me goin to his place n got hesitant on driving him n Annie out again so I suggested why not jus hav the PES game on his ps2 right there coz his ps2 only hav PES..


My ignorance on my PES skills being not as good as my FIFA skills certainly caught up on me, wait, in fact I DO NOT PLAY PES.


now, consequently i got thrashed by him and he got cocky and he even offered me to use AC MILAN and himself instead, one of the weakest team aroun, CHINA!

HAH,
I reali didn wanna repeat myself this result, quite honestly.

but

it was a 4-0 to CHINA....

screw u Jordan, stop laughin



alright I then played FIFA wif him later on at INFINITY without Annie cos I cant stand his cockiness and beat him hands down again okay, its true

the Photo that Brought Trouble

its been long overdue,
1 week plus perhaps

I get da notion that I somhow have to jot this down, put a pin on this goin-out
in a way
so that I do not forget

story encrypted right here,
and here. ( givin credits to both KJ and Zues)

I actuali hyperlinked one else's expressions of it instead of my own, well I do not wana further da story myself coz it reminds me of the furore brought by the outin hav upon me n her.

At least I thought the other put dat particular night down in words more than well enough,good enuf also for me to re-cap n grasp the atmosphere whole again.

on the Kakiis MOS/euphoria event,
Im carryin all my thoughts to an open field of sumone else's.

Currently listenin to : Boston by Augustana

"LCLV"

Picture this scenario.

Bags, handbags

Louis Vuitton,

Girl,

.

and Mother

One morning,Girl brought her new handbag to class. Her name is "K" (not her real name of cos). During the break, she showed off her new handbag to us in the cafeteria. " It looks like a chess mat, we can play on it" I said. K replied me, " its very expensive mind you (apparently 2-3k), Grandma got it for me" Me and the rest of the classmates shuddered her off by sayin how expensive could it be its just a handbag, might be from Chinatown.

Girl blatantly replied,

" Its LV, I'd trade my mom in for this"

"............................................... . . . . . ."

Look what've Mr Vuitton done to girls this generation potentially our wives. Im sorry, Mom of "Girl". I jus hope u didn previously traded her grandmother in for another LV bag.

say NO to LV.

Troubled Water

The urgency in me to sweat invisibly in the water is tantalizin.

back then in INTI, I got so accustomed to swimmin as my full body workout , moreover it was 3-4 times in a week. Together with the company of Darryl, CheeHang n later on more frequent that is Woo.

Good grief, I haven reali got to swim as much for almost wat seemed already to be a year, let alone basketball which I haven got myself too much playin time nowadays.Maybe I should reali go for California Fitness? Hearsay theyve got this indoor swimmin pool and bbball court.Well, jz dat da distance from my place is a problem.

Anyways, swimmin broadens your shoulder and diaphragm, chest.

I guess in the meantime, I'll jz make do with another alternative as consolation. MANDI

Im off to shower now.

B.

Goodnight Goodnight Joey

you know how sometimes some of us among the others, (or well, all of us may be well able to do this too) are able to pull ourselves out and up from our, dream, or in other words nightmares amidst a moment in the dream whereby we are chased down the dark lane by some intimidating or overwhelmingly frightful unknown forces and presences, like ghosts ghouls and some random madmen?

well, that happens to me occasionally, fair to say. its mostly, likely, to be re-occurances of da same repeatitive nightmares (those that some of us had n stil have, carryin it thru our childhood til this day n possibly til we grow old), I would be able to tell myself in that dream

" wake up, ur gonna die,ur gonna get da coupe' de grace-final blow from the *unknowns*! "

then ~walah~ up n wide awake I am, and of course, discoverin too, that myself's sweatin bullets hard.

Alright, the point is, up to now.

Is that last night,

I had one of the weirdest dreams.

Bewildering,

I, actually,

dreamt

of , of all people,

Joey Choon?

He was apparently unveiled to me n my classmates as our new .... urm

I cant rem exactly whether it was physics orrr .... sum engineering subject lecturer!!! absurdity fillin our minds! Predictably, I was shocked to see his Harry Potter face in my class, I asked him

"WATS UP??"

he explained somehow he was too stressed out studyin over the otherside at Nottingham,UK and decided to return not being able to take the pressure under his stride. ( I hope this isn the case for u there though Joey, really )

But just how is he able to be qualified to teach us I seriously have no idea n I did not ask him durin da dream as if this is reali casual n usual and wats more perplexing is, how the hell am i takin any physics or engineering subjects???

zzzz.

the story carried on to a point I drives him home everynight after work n skool n turns out he actually stays right nt too far bhind my house all our lives..... haha.

I couldn pull myself out from this , rather weird dream I suppose. Fine, Joey the Boogeyman huh?

On 2nd thought, back to wat I mentioned on how some childhood nightmares we carried with us all thru our adult n eventually, our lifetime, this brings my mind back to a certain experience my Dad once told me.

Something about my near century-old correct me the timeline school, St. Michaels' toilet. He always said to me theres some unfriendly presence in it coz he'll occasionally get nightmares of him alone in da toilet with some scenario since his schoolin days which I don quite know. He stil have them til this day. Its been a needless hauntin experience to him and few years back, once, he followed me back to skool to buy me the new books for the comin new skoolin calender year and he then walked to the fateful oldfren, the toilet, and somewhat swore some words out to it askin it not to follow him any longer.

well I dun know for sure whether *it* stil follows my dad. Thats one thing.

Anyhow Joey, pls dun claim that its bcos I miss you too much after readin this , if you do read this. I'll haunt u back tonight if i can. I hope. ahha mayb bcomin ur skool librarian whom faults u for no apparent reason all da time.

So yeah,

Do not bother to open your eyes,

Do not bother, to look under ur bed

or just do a wake up?

til then,

zzzzzz

&

goodnight-goodnight

Currently listenin to (ala Carly's) : Maroon 5's Goodnight Goodnight