MONSTER [Ver 3]

Sunday, June 26, 2005
These are the lazy days.

Since the start of the holidays i have been home for no more than 6hrs each day, and each time its for the following: Sleep, sex and/or a hot shower. Of which 4am is the earliest i have slept everyday save i think today. I just can't sleep man. How can i sleep when i have endless mahjong sessions, games, movies, biz, orgling at...
swimming (YEs in the middle of the night, we are outta our mind.) and a host of other gang bang fun activites.

Photo no.1 taken in a flat opposite montfort sec. This picture told nearly the whole story of the night. I was wearing Joan's dad underwear and shorts (made my balls itch for a week) ,thanks to some impromptu decision by them to throw me into the pool with my jeans on. These are the guys i can really unwind with, there is no need to watch what i have to say. There is no need to pretend to be stupid or look the part of a fool. Of which Jes i swear never needed to pretend that he wasn't engaging in some good old narcissism. Just check out the pic man, this was just one pose, among a host of others i've in stored. The dude btw isn't a faggoty pink shirt wearing idiot, who is bloody talented. A guy who i can give the right to sia lan anytime. (Hail Cj guitar god).

Photo no.2 takes me down to siloso beach where the girls are pretty and the sun is free. I was only given free rein with this photo because the rest of the photos either have too much skin or we are in the process of some rather gay act. Due to some sensitivity issues, i shall not comment further on this pic.

Photo no.3 made us looked like terrorist wannabe. Everytime i look at this pic, it made me laugh hahaha. For those of you who asked me why i had some many cuts n brusies on my leg the past few weeks, this pic will definately answer your question. Sorry Joan, thank god you didn't get injured hahahaha. We were engaging some hardcore paintball, where the action is fast, furious and costly. A game where couples can really bring out the trash. THIS GAME IS DA BOMB. Had a great time PH thanks for everything. But it was really spoilt later in the afternoon, where i recieved uncalled for sarcastic remarks, backstabs and a leader who can't explain for shit. In the words of Gerard:" Ah i fuck it, can't be bothered." Thank god at night, after singing the tune of happy bday to ph it sooned turned to

" IM gonna kick your ass down to chinatown."
" You call youself winning11 GOd, then i must have made god and who is this god person anyway?"
" Your cock will be standing at the end of this match, why? cuz u gonna die [ DIe cock standing]."
" After beating the so-called god heewei twice, the funniest phrase[ i thought i went mad] was when heewei said: 'Must be the controller having pms lah'." well heewei .!. u again.
" Bitch"
"F***"
and it jus degenerated into senseless vulgarities at each other. Thanks heewei for taking me zak and dan in.

There were some people i want to thank here. (Not counting my biz associates).
Credits:
Joan=> For your support and invaluable advice of which i cannot speed up the process. And many business talks we have, cherish all the moments. Showed how far we have matured.
Jude=> YOu are da bomb. I love you. What can i say legal advice, priceless contacts. The best part about all this was that i didnt even have to ask for your help. You gave it to me automatically and kept a lookout for me. Where would i find such a friend ever really.
Cathy=> For jim's contact, and your efforts to help me. Mama Shop haha! Won't forget how
Designers=> Although i can't expose your real names haha but thanks for countless draws and redraws.
Venod=> Wouldn't have know what to look out for if it isn't for you.
Zeeann=> Thank you for the future, because you are gonna be my accountant hahah. I know you will keep an outlook for me as well.

Many others who bothered to keep an outlook or in 1 way or another made this project of mine take flight so fast.

Thinking of: Simon ( just kidding)
Music: Industies of lust's Never enough
Mood: Satisfied

it seeps out// 10:44 PM

it seeps out// 10:39 PM

Monday, June 13, 2005
THis song pretty sums up my week

So you’re in love with someone else
Someone who burns within your soul
And it looks like I’m the last to know
I hear you’ve never felt so alive
So much desire beyond control
And as usual I am the last to know

The last to know how you’re feeling
The last to know where you are
The last to know if you’re happy now
Or if he’s treating you like I treated you
Or if he’s cruel I’ll be the last to know

We spent summers up beyond the bay
And you said these are such perfect days
That if the bomb drops baby, I want to be the last to know
But now you’re living up behind the hill
And though we share the same city and feel the same sun
When your winter comes
I’ll be the last to know

Always the last to know how you’re feeling
The last to know where you are
The last to know if you’re happy now
Or if he’s pleading with you like I pleaded with you
If you go don’t let me be the last to know
Don’t let me be the last
To know

Creation’s gone crazy, the tv’s gone mad
Now you’re the only sane thing that I have

The last to know how you’re feeling
The last to know where you are
The last to know if you’re happy now
Or if he’s cheating on you like I cheated on you
And you were the last to know
-Del Amitri

it seeps out// 7:35 AM