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Written on: Saturday, April 21, 2007
today was our ncc's affirmation ceremony. i'm not going into details, but some of it didn't screw up as much as i would have expected, but some other things screwed up more. and i don't feel like saying what happened either.Time: 1:35 AM either way, my group had only 2 ri guys, and the other xinmin guys initially didn't wanna participate so much, but in the end i made lotsa friends. thanks guys for being so understanding. we know lots of things screwed up, but i'd like to apologize if it was a total waste of time. and to my new friends, i wish to meet you guys again. and on my way home, i saw this 'huayi cool' banner. the 'huayi' was written in chinese, but there's one thing which is just plain dumb. why the hell is there the word 'cool' in the first place? isn't there a chinese word for that? no? then make one! come on people, think. but my saying that doesn't give you the right to say i'm arrogant or anything. i make mistakes too. but that kinda mistake? come on... now i'm gonna sleep. my eyes are burning, and i bet a thousand % when i get up, every (nice) muscle (haha) in my body won't feel like moving at all. but i don't give a shit. night. dammit
Written on: Monday, April 16, 2007
i was supposed to sleep latest by 11.30 pmTime: 12:35 AM lots and lots to write
Written on: Thursday, April 12, 2007
just the other day, i went downstairs to my bro to play ball. at night. my bro happened to kick the ball too far from me, and somehow the area it flew towards was very dark, cos sembawang is dark in many places, and very bright in many others. so as i ran, i was focused on the ground, cos i didnt wanna fall or sth, but just as i was reaching the ball, i looked up, and realized this old man (he played one, he played -) walking along the same path. duh, i tried to avoid him with my WHOOSH! sidestep, but it happened to late and i half-crashed into half of him before spinning a lil and regaining my balance. that old man didn't fall. immediately i started sorrying and stuff, but all this happened so damn fast: sorry sorry sorry! old man: lu punya blabla bla nak main bla bla hah BAM!Time: 11:17 AM he whacked me! with a cigarette in his hand! BUT! i had lightning quick reflexes, and immediately called the police who arrested him in mid-swing. actually i just blocked it, and his damn cigarette hit my hand, sending lotsa fireworks around us. it hurt for a while, but i was more shocked than anything. there i had been, running after a ball in the dark, when by accident i knocked into an old man. i tried to avoid him. i didn't even see him in the first place. i apologized. i had an innocent face. i tried to reason out, he didn't fall, but he had to hit me! at that moment, my everywhere was thumping hard, cos i didn't know what to expect next, didn't know why he did what he did, and really felt like knocking the shit outta him. but then maybe he was drunk, cos boy, did he have a belly for such a small body. anyway, he just warned me and said next time you dunno what what what (in fluent malay. he's a chinese) and walked off. later that night i decided that what happened probably came to him as a shock, and maybe cos he was drunk, his first decision was to hit me. anyway, i was at fault too for not looking where i was running. in the end, no one was hurt, so everything's cool now. but if he sees me one day and decides to pick a fight... i'll just jog away while trying to reason out with him. if he can keep up with me, we'll go running together. it's good to run. now something else i wanna talk about. WHY THE HELL CAN'T PEOPLE HAVE A LITTLE MANNERS?! WHY! WHY WHY THE HELL! very irritating examples: how people can all crowd near the doors of the mrt, and just stone there when theres a hell lot of space towards the centre of the cabin, and people are trying to get in. for heaven's sakes, IF YOU ASSHOLES USE YOUR BRAINS A LITTLE. IF EVERYONE IS CONSIDERATE ENOUGH TO MAKE SPACE FOR SOMEONE ELSE TO GET OUT OF THE TRAIN, OR EVEN GET OUT OF THE TRAIN SO OTHERS CAN GET OUT, THEN NOBODY WOULD HAVE TO WORRY ABOUT RESERVING A SPOT IN THE CABIN BY STANDING THERE LIKE A DAMN STATUE NO MATTER WHAT'S GOING ON AROUND THEM. you know, there is lots of effort to whack some sense and courtesy in many of our asshole singaporeans, but i just don't understand why it's effectiveness is so limited. and before you, dear reader, think that i'm all talk and no action, then check this: i move. and to tell people to move doesn't always work. if i'm in my uniform, it's worse cos i guess people would be thinking: who the hell is this guy think he damn smart ah wah lao eh ******. i've tried it before, but it rarely worked. i'm not gonna waste my time doing that again. that's just how singaporeans are, i guess. and another thing i saw in the mrt. its not that bad, but damn funny and quite disgusting. this couple was frenching in the train, and they had the tendency to suddenly freeze. and they were standing right in front of me. if there were kids in the train, i would have told them off, cos firstly, it looked awful, secondly, they didn't look professional enough to put on a show for us. but naturally, i had to stifle my laughter like some other adults around me. yeah, i'm a big kid now, you arse(if it doesn't apply to you, please ignore. no offence pal) so if singapore wants to look good to all our foreign friends, all these assholes better WAKE UP THEIR IDEAS (honestly i have NO idea what on earth that means, but it seems to have lots of impact), DAMMIT. cos if i can get a license to punish, i'll sure punish their asses upside down. FAWAZ - PUNISHER, KEEPER OF GOOD. nice. but for the record, i ain't perfect, so you should know that i know what it's like to do something stupid completely unintentionally. and still at the issue of manners, all of you get this. it's usually all those gangsta looking, badly dressed, not so well off, or evil looking people that have the manners to even apologize for accidentally touching you in the train, or would acknowledge an apology. ITS THOSE DAMN BUSTHIRDS that dress like professionals, with their damn bluetooth headsets and shiny shoes that ignore you like you're a piece of dirt. you people better get your attitudes right. and the next thing to talk about would be about school rules regarding hair. no long hair, no spiking, no coloured hair, no this no that. because? we can't look messy. so what must we do? trim our hair, and slope the back. lemme get this straight. you can't look messy, but it's ok to look like a nerd, super high pants, high socks, walk with a slouch, blur face, lousy hair (ok, that was more than just about hair. but still...). we can't sport such 'fashions deemed unsuitable by the school', cos we're students. now what is a student? (time to move on from hair alone. haha) what are my duties as a student? i know there are a lot, but isn't it just mainly studying? why has it come to the point of looking good for adults, who themselves dress like what we want to, and worse. maybe that isn't exactly applicable in this case. maybe as students, we have to have some form of discipline. granted. but where do we draw the line? what can be deemed inappropriate? is a school uniform enough, or must there be more standardization. as far as i'm concerned, i've always been taught never to judge a person by his looks. so what are they implying here? if i could change the rules, i would say long hair and whatever funny hairstyles are ok, as well as some minor adjustments to the uniform like tapering, and whatever, so long the students are clean. that must sound lame, but in a school, you're around many others, and it'd be unfair for some long-haired fella to spread his lice or stuff to some innocent bugger. and stinking the place isn't cool. keep long hair by all means, but please wash it. as long as a student doesn't dress in a way that could get him into trouble outside of school, i think its fine. speaking of which, school EXCOs should get out of their offices and walk the streets of now if that whole load of stuff up there sounded like crap to you, you can either: 1) talk to me. tell me where i went wrong. i'd love to hear from you 2) shut the hell up 3) go away 4) NOT attack me on YOUR blog 5) laugh 6) pray that i become a better writer, or that i become more oblivious to my surroundings see, i don't just talk. i suggest. i take action! AKSION RE AK SION! i know that's not how its supposed to be spelt, but heck. you get what i mean, i hope. remember, the world is like a fish on a hook, be quiet and you will hear the whisperings of the dead. a plant, is alive. grasp the pillar of understandings and spread your wings to the waters of intelligence. hahahahahahahaha and i forgot to write about sajak! maybe another time. but for now though, WELL DONE SAJAKERS! some stuff to say
Written on: Wednesday, April 04, 2007
don't run away from anything. someday, it'll all come back to you and beat the shit out of you.Time: 2:28 AM use your damn head and think before you do anything, but don't think too far ahead. if you ever need help, ask for it. do it once, right and quick. if you did something good, don't regret. if you need a wake up call, come to me. i'd love to beat the hell outta you. if you don't wanna think about what i just said, then haha. i don't even know why i said it. but just think about it. i have a feeling about this... |
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