strictly fer yer amusement. but most importantly, dedicated to the beautiful BITCHES ! :)
my 16th bday (2002) -- i look like someone's mother haha.
top row (l-r): sab, me, vern.
bottom row (l-r): vickie & grace.
sometime later in 2002. (we happen to like tht neoprint machine as you can tell)
top row (l-r): me, vic, jin.
bottom row (l-r): gracie (getting strangled by me) & vern.
in the furst 3 months of 2003 (me & grace are officially "school-less" -woohoo~ :))
from left-right (in the furst pic): vic, me, vern, gracie.
the pics are lil blur (to the delight of some of the embarrassed individuals featured in any of the pics heh).
but who the hell cares.
me likeys :)
the masochist gnarled at 5/30/2004 11:37:00 PM
post CNY celebrations back in the day. haha or back in sec 3 ... however way you want.
rotting in absolute boredom as you cld quite possibly tell.
theres sch tmr.
pauline chua and her enchanting analysis of plath's confessional ranting.
oh ecstacy.
not particularly peeved bout the daily 4hr library lock-up.
its more of the timing - being in sch by 8am.
oh well ... such is life
of a complete moron who cant lie fer shit, whose mom, however, can exceptionally well.
kudos to you, mother.
woke up bright and early (noon) and anticipated the facial fixed up at 1.30.
yes facial - i'm clearly not a fan.
not one to be concerned bout skin care, esp since past experiences have left me scarred (metaphorically, thank goodness).
but anyways, headed down to specialist's centre where me & squirt spent a ridiculous amount of time searching fer the place (Bio Skin) which wuz located on the 6th floor.
we didnt exactly tk long, but tht place has escalators sprouting from every goddamn corner so we didnt noe which one to tk.
(okayy so we cldda just read the signs. rite, CUT US SOME SLACK we'd only just woken up hehe)
the furst one we went up ended at the 4th level, and the other ended at the 5th.
aight well to cut a long story short, we miraculously found a magnificent teleporting device (okayy so we found a stupid lift) which took us to the mysterious 6th level.
kinda cool actually.
i've only bin to lemmesee, hmmm say 3 facials all my life ?
and they've all bin nothing but endless hours of poking squeezing masking steaming -you get the drift.
i must admit tho, today's experience wuz nothing like tht. 'cept maybe fer tht one layer of idontnoewhat tht felt like acid being smeared all over my face.
other than tht, everythg wuz perfect. most importantly, good results, i think ?
i believe my "facial phobia" has bin cured at long last :) more bioskin fer me -wheee~
okayy anyhow.
orchard is so boring i cant believe its s'posed to be the shopper's haven, heart of the city, whatever pseudo-exciting labels its bin given.
then again, what else is there to do in any other part of sg ?
absolutely nothing. zilch.
these days we depend so heavily on good company to make outings less of a snoresome chore. too bad not everyone's endowed wif friends who're nothing but fun fun fun.
hmmm things aint so sweet and peachy rite now.
however, this cld just be my negative/pessimistic/neurotic side talking (the side tht takes up 99% of me so yes its mostly just ME talking as a whole).
optimism is a thing of the past in this jaded world we live in.
but anyways, where there's a will, theres a way.
time to start looking on the brighter side of things and getting my act together.
the latter wont be so difficult wif good 'ol BP and my mom's friendship blossoming wif each passing day -cringe-
enough bitching and ranting fer a day.
shopping sprees are undoubtedly the most effective remedies fer frustration :)
i'm sorry daddy, i'll pay you back in monthly installments fer like the next billion yrs.
the masochist gnarled at 5/30/2004 10:04:00 PM
Saturday, May 29, 2004
like a million doves released, and me the raven in the birdcage.
the hols haf kicked off wif a bang.
and while all you hooligans are off painting the town red,
i'm stuck here painting my toenails.
showers of blessings, buckets of tears.
i'm dehydrated.
i'm sorry but you still havent got yer story.
by the way, i stole food from yer fridge.
tht billowing cloud of smoke.
my cloud of misery.
the william hung foot soldier.
images of doom yet ironically comical
the queen of contradictions must learn to shut her trap.
heres more irony fer you.
the compulsive liar who cant even come up wif a decent lie to save her own skin.
wtf man.
we shld all be so remorseful and repentent.
right, whatever.
up yours.
//Been around the world and found
That only stupid people are breeding
The cretins cloning and feeding
And I don't even own a tv
*shrek ears + white chip macadamia + you = euphoria
haha :)
the masochist gnarled at 5/29/2004 12:37:00 AM
Tuesday, May 18, 2004
chaque fois que tu t'en vas,
je pretends que tout va bien
so i'm counting my tears till i get over you.
*michelle branch --- till i get over you.
the masochist gnarled at 5/18/2004 09:55:00 PM
Sunday, May 16, 2004
yet another week gone by.
june hols are drawing closer n ironically, i'm dreading it.
it marks the beginning of much stress revolved arnd procrastination and worry wif regards to mugging.
i predict tht not much will actually be done, but lotsa effort will be put into thinking bout getting things done.
havent got enough energy in me to embark on analysing the ways the nazis dealt wif economic problems in germany and how successful they were.
so fuck tht.
fer the moment.
finally went prawning yesterday, after many weeks of delay :)
it is undoubtedly the current activity of my obsession.
of course being the city slicker tht i am,
didnt noe jackshit bout prawning n let one too many victims get away.
the whole waiting fer a bite n watching the lil buoy(?) sink had this way of getting me surprisingly exhilerated.
heh and i actually took pleasure in opening up and slicing the bloody cockels - literally bloody cockels.
ok la, in short, prawning is fucking addictive and i'm goin again next sat !
*ho hum.
less shrimps and more lobsters next time round i hope.
-"Have you left anything behind, if you did. Kindly leave yourself behind. Please !"
saw this in a cab yesterday and burst out in hysterical laughter like some moonstruck passenger.
memorised it word fer word, and wif the exact punctuation.
haha i'm still highly amuseddd. dont ya'll think its quite funny at least ? !
okayyy maybe i'm just weird.
c'mon pple, laugh with me.
-hahaha-
tsk, talk about the "speak good english" campaign.
how bout a "make grammatically correct signs" campaign.
...
okayy this has clearly gone on longer than it shldve.
so here we are again,
wif the birth of a glorious new week abt to occur in approximately 3 and a half hrs.
lets see, what mind-blowing events cld it possibly bring ?
perhaps endless history tutorials lectures and, being as fortunate as i am, remedials too.
possibly incessantly getting reprimanded fer not paying attn during econs - even when i am.
painful struggles to keep my eyelids open every lit period.
lunches at subway, walking the dogs, "leon days" and fast wkends.
jeez it sounds just like last week.
oh man, it IS just like last week.
and the week before, fer tht matter.
and the week before that, and so on so forth.
*weeks in repeat.
my mom is seriously pissing the shit outta me.
i noe its not common to have frequent tummy aches, but it sure as hell isnt some goddamn chronic disease tht she makes it out to be.
i eat a lot. alotta rubbish.
period.
hmmm come to think of it, tht furst sentence sounds very wrong.
but yet very apt in a way haha :)
too much info eh ?
ahh whatever. self-amusement.
the mixed breed. handicapped 'ho. and me.
and of course, the very entertaining squirt.
the ultimate dancefloor pest of dancefloor pests.
the epitome of retardedness.
the man wif the insatiable appetite.
and the waistline to match ("nono, just kidding" - kerpal style)
last words ?
-tom delonge rocks my socks-
::all star united - saviour of my universe::
the masochist gnarled at 5/16/2004 09:02:00 PM
Monday, May 10, 2004
the born loner vs. the born loser
the masochist gnarled at 5/10/2004 07:35:00 PM
Sunday, May 09, 2004
this is the last time
that im ever gonna give in tonight
are there angels or devils crawling here ?
i just want to know what blurs and what is clear - to see
well i could see the pain in you
and i could see the love in you
and fighting all the demons will take time
it will take time
the angels they burn inside for us
are we ever
are we ever gonna learn to fly
the devils they burn inside of us
are we ever gonna come back down - come around
i'm always gonna worry about the things that could break us
dishwalla - angels or devils
the masochist gnarled at 5/09/2004 06:36:00 PM
1. You are attracted to those who have split personality, like cold
as ice on the outside, but hot as fire in the heart.
2. In the process of courtship, the approach that would make you
feel irresistable is straight-forward, just tell you he/she
loves you.
3. The impression you would like to give to your lover is optimistic.
4. What you hate most in your partner is that the person is
ruthless, cold-blooded, and/or ironic.
5. The kind of relationship you would like to build with your
partner is one which make you feel warmth and in-love always.
6. You can't resist desire and lust; most probably you'll commit
adultery.
7. You think of marriage as a precious thing. Once you get married,
you'll treasure it and your partner very much.
8. At this moment, you don't have the thirst for love, you can't do
anything for it, you won't fall for it easily.
hmmm ?
the masochist gnarled at 5/09/2004 03:16:00 PM
Wednesday, May 05, 2004
there may be a fine line btw lying and hiding the truth from someone
but in this case its pretty much a clear-cut situation.
jealousy leads to bitterness
then to the nasty onslaught of mockery, revenge and emphatic attempts to outdo outshine n outlast.
the loner vs the social butterfly.
solitude blocks out all the unnecessary stress tht life brings.
relationships are often accompanied by complications.
complications involve a relatively large amount of conflict.
as a wise man often says, conflict is the essence of drama.
and god do i detest drama.
to be a friend is to love & care, irregardless of how deserving the recipient is considered to be.
you just hafta work hard on not letting lonliness consume you.
you'll get used to it, i'm sure.
self-preservation not self-destruction, please.
the encroachment of time on yer youth.
yer choices dwindling and the bleak future tht dangles before you.
ironically, everythg's ruled by choice.
these days its not like anyone's deprived of choosing what they wanna do wif their lives
yet they insist on making the dumbest choices ever, thus the irony.
unfathomable, slightly amusing, disappointing.
we all fall into the pits of self-denial at some points in our lives.
disillusioned and weary of maintaining status quo.
sometimes i wonder if things ever get any better every time a new yr unfolds
or do highs and lows repeat incessantly.
familiar scenes keep replaying
its as tho similar situations happen every yr, just in different sequence.
*yer insecurities now seem so real to me.
a sudden ability to relate to them plunges me into a state of neurosis and dilemma.
overdependence is addictive.
its also repulsive and debilitating.
the masochist gnarled at 5/05/2004 09:58:00 PM
Monday, May 03, 2004
doesnt seem like you got very far did you ? hah hah.
the masochist gnarled at 5/03/2004 03:16:00 PM