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Love

It takes a sec to say I LOVE YOU but a life time to show it.

What's Become of The Broken Hearted?

I wonder if anyone ever remember Marvin Gaye. Born in April 2, 1939 in Washington, D.C. On the afternoon of April 1, 1984 - one day before his 45th birthday - Gaye was shot and killed by the Reverend Marvin Gay, Sr, his own father in the aftermath of a heated argument. Even though he is beyond my time but I had heard this song very often and the lyric are exceptionaly stupendious!!! Appropriate for my kind of mood at this very moment.

WHAT'S BECOME OF THE BOROKEN HEARTED

As I walk this land with broken dreams
I have visions of many things
Love's happiness is just an illusion
Filled with sadness and confusion,
What becomes of the broken hearted
Who had love that's now departed?
I know I've got to find
Some kind of peace of mind
Maybe.
The fruits of love grow all around
But for me they come a tumblin' down.
Every day heartaches grow a little stronger
I can't stand this pain much longer
I walk in shadows
Searching for light
Cold and alone
No comfort in sight,
Hoping and praying for someone to care
Always moving and goin to where
What becomes of the broken hearted
Who had love that's now departed?
I know I've got to find
Some kind of peace of mind
Maybe.
I'm searching though I don't succeed,
But someone look, there's a growing need.
Oh, he is lost, there's no place for beginning,
All that's left is an unhappy ending.
Now what's become of the broken-hearted
Who had love that's now departed?
I know I've got to find
Some kind of peace of mind
I'll be searching everywhere
Just to find someone to care.
I'll be looking everyday
I know I'm gonna find a way
Nothings gonna stop me now
I'll find a way somehow
I'll be searching everywhere

Doctor!!!!!!!!!!!!!

They say a spoonful of sugar helps the medicine go down. Yuck!!!!!!! No matter how sweet the stuff is…HELLOOOO it is still medicine to me!!!
Anyway, how do you administrate antidote for poison which had been left to spread? Easy…just go and jump off the cliff. End of story..bwahahahaha. I've got a bad case of poisoning and it's a truly lousy feeling. Had tried to sleep it off but to no avails. Tried to shut my mind abt it and it makes me feel more lousy. I dunno how long it will take to clear. Soon I hope as I wanna enjoy the upcoming festive. What a way to go.. :(

We, the Sinagporeans....

1) You speak or randomly break out in Singlish
2) You crave chicken rice or the various uberlicious hawker foods
3) Tying a soccer game with Malaysia actually means something significant
4) You’re a guy and have no choice about National Service
5) You start daydreaming about $2 Nasi Lemaks
6) Orchard Road is a byword for fun
7) You pronounce and spell stuff the Brit way
8) You pick up the trash after missing the rubbish bin
9) You say rubbish bin and not trash can
10) You end ALMOST every sentence with a 'lah'/'lor'/'hor' and everything looks much better with 'x's and 'z's (right horxxzzz?)
11) You understand all the references in www.talkingcock.com (and find the site funny)
12) You're intimidated by the thought of a 45 minutes to drive to the nearest mall.
13) You're shocked that your ez-link doesn’t work at Mcdonald's around the world
14) People ask you what you speak at home and you say 'uhh...'
15) You are able to communicate in plethora of languages & dialects
16) Swearing in numerous languages & dialects is natural
17) You know that Newton Circus serves up shit food, but still go there anyway
18) You “chope” seats at food courts/hawker centers with little tissue packets
19) You've sung the national anthem since you were in primary 1 and still have no idea what it really means
20) There's always a traffic jam near a vehicle accident 'cause everyone slows down to copy numbers for 4D
21) You start using abbreviations for everything, such as ERP, PIE, MRT, SBS, SMS, CTE, IPPT, NCC, SOC(army word)...... and many more.
22) You look at someone (when you’re overseas) and a 6th sense tells you that they’re from Singapore too
23) Someone asks for the time and your innate response is: “IT’S TIGER TIME!!!” *rawr*
24) Every Christmas, Orchard Road looks more like and more like Deepavali (The Festival of Lights).

Hokey at Work

Here I am eyes on the monitor.....hehe...the piled up files on my right got only a tiny bit of my attention. The "crispy, shiny, faster speed and not forgetting 19" screen monitor" new pc gets my eye (mascaraed)lash fluttering lovingly. I have been complaining that the old server was like a snail and at least it did not fell on deaf ears. Either way, Gavin, our computer genius, who gets paid every month irregardless if his service is used for that month, must have thought I needed such big monitor. I love it though hehe even it may seems like my eye sight is failing...waaaaaa. Age does that you know!!!! Ok ok ok...the actual thing is that I am playing truant with time in the office. Boss is out so hey hey hey!!!!
Since we moved to the new office, work had been non-stop. Even with the office romance and politics, work is still work. With a little bitter taste of course. It's fun to see the ackward behaviour and coded movements of each individuals. Vessels keep sailing in and meeting their requisitions is a total challenge. Playing so called "Pikeman" at the gate is fun to....as in we have to do the immigration clearance via on line. So..more work..more money..yeehaaa!!! Maybe I should ask for more raise but best not to push my luck. At least I am thankful to be having and holding a job even though I need not to. It's different when you are financially independant. I need not hold out my hand to ask and I am free to do whatever I want with my hard earned money. Of course there's the 3 S's rules to stick by...SPEND SOME, SHARE SOME, SAVE SOME...or is that supposed to be 6 S's. I still dream of winning a national lottery..hehe..(how can one win when one never buy any tix!!) Bah!!! But no harm in that. I'd do the travelling all over the world. Get a big land and build a land on 1 side..the rest would be to get any stray animals in. Like an animal shelter. Anyway gambling had never been my cup of tea or cappucino rather. The only so called gambling I do is on my mobile, High Roller Casino. Still looking for that button that says "Pay Out Winnings"!!! LOL!!!!! We are all actually gambling. Not an addiction kind of gambling but in reality. Luck may play a small part but the person must know what to keep and what to throw....Ooooooo...BOSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Weather

It's gonna be a perfect day today. It's bright with a promise of sunshine when I head off to work. It's such a comforting self assurance when you know that weather are only predicted and the forecast is somehow has the accurancy of 50/50. Singapore do have her very own confused weather but not as bad as UK. I dare to say that country has the most chaotic weather. It'll be warm and sunny for 5 minutes and the next thing you know...er.rap tap tap tap comes the rain. We don't have all the four season and I am truly glad for that. At least its a good excuse to travel abroad to "experience" the winter and so on. The difference for being in the almost equater is the humidity. Even if it rains...one can still go outside and let out the inner child. Ok...I would have to speak for myself on that one. Mimi had spurt out her tea when I told her that one can easily commit suicide in UK. Just stay out in the rain or out all night without any warm clothings and there will be no foul plays. Pneunomia (bloody spell check!!!) Die of natural causes..bwahahahahaha. But it will definitely question the state on mind when doing so. Who is sane these days anyway? It just seems like a good idea at that time?

Easier said than done

There's a time whereby you get extremely emotional and sentimental. Love songs makes
you angry and cry at the same time. Memories comes flooding in of sweet and bitter. And the bloody weather is not kind at all. It rained most of the time. Even though I love rain but too much of it is not really good. It just gets to your core of that miserable feelings. You cannot shake it off no matter what you do or how hard you try. You will begin to track down on things that went wrong even though you try to look on the brighter side of life. No humans are flawless in their everyday run of life. I won't say I regret on things that had happen be it of an adventure or mishaps. Things always do happen for reason or reasons as the saying goes. But at this moment, I just wish that things are a little different. I know that nobody can change the destiny line but if just by thinking about it can ease the heart & soul for a mere second, I'll do it everyday.
Everyone in the universe wishes for happiness and so would I. I would like to add up some of the so called much sought after C's. But mine is a little different and a little easier said than done actually. Compassion, Considerations, Common Sense...er can I add Cookies and Cream too? They are still C's..LOL!!!!
Anyway...it's jibberish again and I blame it on the rain and missing something in my life. Don't take it the wrong way though...I have almost everything any living ordinary woman would die for and I am thankful...but it lacks of one small tiny detail that would have made so much difference. Some would say.."Stop complaining and enjoy!!!" Like I have said...easier said than done. Whats the point of having everything when you are not happy.

Damage Assesments

Accessing datas..................................................................

Old Movie

This is going to be irrelevant to what I want to say here actually but I remember one particular movie I had watched way way back when I was...er..a lil younger. It's a ghost movie and I am a bloody sucker for those. I wouldn't want to post any pictures if I can find it as it's being the chinese hungry ghost month..you wouldn't know who or what is watching over my shoulder right now looking at what I am typing. Brrrr...
This particular movie is about a ghost who can would detached her head from her body, fly around and prey on pregnant woman. She's very pretty though and if she gets cuts on her face or something, she would place her head on the dressing table and paint the so called scars....er...I just wonder how she see the scar though. It is still a belief in certain countries that this evil spirits exist.
Now I wish that I can do that but not to remove any scars or pimples or pigmentations but something else. I wish I could cut open my head and remove that bloody nerve thats causing migrains for the last one month!!!!! Then try and untangle those artery as well. A simpler way would be a hammer...LOL!!!! Problem solved!!!!!

ITAWTAW

Somethings or people simply just never change. Too bad I am the sort of person who hold on to what other says...as in what they wanna do and so on and it's a bad thing. My philosophy of the "If there's a will..there's a way" will always stand. If people are really genuine, they would really put not too much but at least try a lil effort. Making another's day a lil brighter cost nothing. It simply tells me what that person or persons exactly what me to think or see them to be.
It's simply not a nice thing to do at all.

Sneak Peek

It was a sneak preview......hehehehe

Dry Docking

*It's the final frontier.....a galaxy to explore...warp 6...make it so Mr Data!!!ooops!!!! Wrong seas!!!!
Ok..I can't brave the high seas for now. The ship's in total wreck and in dire need of big..and I really mean MAJOR repair. How long will it take..I have no idea at all. I'm gonna leave the ship in the hands of the professional.
Perhaps the crew and I will have to stay on land for the time being. Get proper supplies to get back to what we are good at.....pillage!!! Perhaps it is time that I stop anyway. Letting my crew have a place they can finally call home? Have a family and so on. As for me...I'm packing it up. Change my ways of being the evil wrench. Sell off my scimtar..my dagger and sword. Be a more subtle person rather than er...whatever I was. Climb up to the top of the mountain..shave my head and be a monk...... UNLIKELY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So......what am I to do....dumdidumdidum.*

(Work seems to be pilling up in the office!! We have finally engaged a new admin girl to help out with the work. I am now being given the authority to delegate work to certain individuals. If they are not happy about it or thinks that she's a robot..I'll tell it on her face that she's a malfunction robot!!! Well the rest of the "crews" had seen the light of that certain individuals and I guess they felt the difference in tudes. All I do is just observe. Well the new girl is a young single parent. She has an alert mind but not an alert appearance. Who cares anyway as long as she gets the job done and so far for the past 5 days...she seems ok. I don't do trainning as I've said.. I observe and evaluate. We'll see what comes next.)

Yikes!!!!

Oh oh...here it comes... I'm doing it again!!!! This is what happen when I have too much things on my hands and mind and not time. When I do finally have a lil of it..here I go getting killed for my curiosities as I sort of make a cocktail out of everything. Too much colours that it turned yucky!! I know it is bad but at least it does release some astringent or mood swings or as simple as..the proverb..Curiosity killed the cat. I dunno really know how many lives I've used and how many I have left and I had better stop. Who know..the next curiosity might be my last one and if I be that cat again...it will be like I dig my own grave, put myself in it and bury myself.That literally speaking. A 'permanent death' which I would think some people out there would be looking foward to. Who would cry and who would thank the stars above? I just think..well..too loud I guess...that it is not good for all our wishes to be filled; through sickness we recognize the value of health; through evil, the value of good; through hunger, the value of food; through exertion, the value of rest. There are more values anyone can evaluate. What anyone can do is either CAUSE CHANGE & LEAD, ACCEPT CHANGE & SURVIVE or RESIST CHANGE & DIE. But which wld anyone do? We are after all a product of our own situation...I think. But sometimes, we cannot or don't avoid on the bad things that had crept on to us...like FATE? But sometimes it is our own doings that ruined our own life, happiness or yadda yadda yadda. How? Well its simply the word, 'WRONG' that appears in front of another word. Like WRONG TIMING, WRONG PLACE, WRONG SPEECH, WRONG EMOTIONS, WRONG ACTIONS.. etc etc. There's no way of avoiding it even though how careful one can be. It is natural or what you called common reflex by any human being and I wonder if that is what that causes unhappiness. Can we blame ourselves for that? Or do we blame society, love one, family, friends, foes or GOD even for the predicament that we are in?

Illusion

The thought of trusting a power outside myself to help make my dream come true is definitely a threatening concept, especially if I'm so used to be in control or rather, used to the illusion of being in control. I belive like any others, I go through life trapped by another illusion, that uncaring, capricious fate determines my destiny. Shellshocked from some of the acutely miserable things that life throws my way. I am deeply afraid to believe that a loving, generous creative force supports my endeavours. I am afraid to trust that the same spirit that created the universe probably knows how to help me in some ways. Like mirrors in a carnival fun house that distort appearances, what I see with my own eyes is not real. I buy in to the illusion that external events possess the ultimate power to deny my dreams.
AND I WONDER WHY I AM SO UNHAPPY???!!!!!
I have to let go of the limiting illusions that have held me back from knowing that just to be alive is a grand thing. I have to suspend my disbelief. If only I could muster to experiment with a loving, supportive universe that embraces even the skeptics..which truly describes me!!
Don't misunderstand me for I do like living. I have sometime or all the time been wildly, despairingly, acutely miserable, racked with sorrow, but through it all...I still know quite certainly that just to be alive is a grand thing even if it feels dead.

Nobody Knows

It is only when we truly know and understand that we have a limited time on earth and that we have no way of knowing when our time is up. We will begin to live each day to the fullest, as if it was the only one we had. Visiting old cemetary can be very illuminating. They are so still and silent...so quiet. Old cemeteries reminds us that until it is carved in stone, realising our heart's desire is still possible everyday if we recognise what it is that makes us happy. Visiting my grandfather's grave always have a great impact on me. His daughter, my mother, didn't really have a good relationship with him but he's my idol. It's the same between me & my father so basically my grandfather was my father. I would sit and say some prayers and then have a "secret" inner conversation with him.
What makes me happy are the simple things in life. Some people dread rains but I love it. Running or playing under it is fun for me. In other words, letting the inner child run wild for a while as I had matured early due to life's poverty and other circumstances. I still love stuffed toys as I never did have one when I was a kid. At the present moment, I have only 2 which I treasure, a unipegasus and a teddy clad in devil's outfit. There's one thing I would really be happy....apart from seeing others being happy...is to be acknowledge that I exist and I am ..alive..and I have feelings. Nothing drastic like attention seeking kind but a fellow human being.

Another Dream

I have had dreams of death lately and it just came to mind that if I had only forgotten future greatness and looked at the green things and the buildings. Reached out to those around me, smelled the air, ignore the forms and the self styled obligations, listen to the rain on the roof and put my arms around those who mean so much to me........I guess it's not too late. They may die before morning. I can't count the years I have been with them as it matters not. I can't say that I could be cheated if I didn't have them for another day. For all I know, I might have not deserve them for one minute...God knows.

And I may die before morning.

Few of us or me rather have consciously choose when I will die. I choose to accept death now. As of this moment I give up my "right" to live and I give my "right" to their lives.

But it's morning when I wake up to today. Within my hands is another day. Another day to listen, love, walk, see and glorify the day. I am here for another day...I think of those who aren't.

Tormented by Malum

MALUM hides not in shadows or darkness but in lies and deciet. Using kindness, trust, compassion and turning the good against themselves, so that the kind hearted fail to recognise the danger till it's too late. I am not saying I am kind hearted as I did spread my wings. I should have learnt my lesson that nothing is too good to be true. Nothing last forever. There's no truth in anything anymore. I have place faith beyond anything and yet again betrayal had been bestowed upon me. Perhaps it's due to my desperations to see goodness and sincererity in people that I know, love or dislike. Telling myself how I experience another person and adding arguements to support the correctness of my own views serves no purpose at all now. It requires no case at all as it's all been destroyed. What I'm writting now is probably junk anyway...so why am I still writting? I have no freaking idea at all. All I am saying that for all these while, I do find it almost..no.. not almost but utterly impossible to make a strong declarative statement in conversation without feeling doubts and reservations. Fear of offending the other due to the depth and powerful feelings. Its all changed now. I am not letting the table turned on me when it's not my mistake at all. The torment that was devised for me was just a simple lie that could have been avoided. The curse of such act made upon me by others that I have to live with.
You have done ill to me, friend, to betray my rights to be human and to call down my doom upon me on love, from which I will forever turn a blind eye on from hence on. If erasing me from any memory or existence gives you joy, health and wealth, so be it. Just give me what I asked for. Its a treasure that you had turn into junk.

Astonishing True

I can relate to this so much in my life and I guess to some others too. But it's certainly sad when a friendship turned sour due to betrayal. Why are people not honest with each other? Why do people go on hurting another for their own happiness? Shame on you for making this particular wrench cry in the dark.

A Dream Within A Dream

Take this kiss upon thy brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow—
You are not wrong, to deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.

I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand—
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep—while I weep!
O God! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?

Dying Flower

Dying petals lying on the windowsill, blown there by the whispering wind,
Lost, Forgotten, Betrayed, Left to crumble into dust.

The whispering wind, poking prodding the dying petals,
come! come! play with me, dance with me, fly with me,

Petals stirring on the windowsill, ebbing, leaking energy,
life force diminishing. Yearning, towards the promise,
Particles of misty dreams remembered
dancing,
laughing,
playing,
with the whispering wind.

Memories remembered swirling twirling, lifting higher, higher
flying into the sun, driven by the whispering wind, kiss the petals.
Cruel heat of the burning sun, singed, betrayed, lost, falling to land here on the windowsill.

Dry petals, softly rustle, wistful hope,
Whispering wind prods one last time, no life here, disdainfully,
blows the petals off the windowsill, thoughtless, unfeeling, uncaring,
returns to the garden of fragrant living flowers.

No thought for those that were,
No thought for those that will be,
Rift of conscious
Rift of love,
Rift of compassion,
Knowing only pleasure,
Whirlwind blowing, laughing
teasing, carelessly striping the flowers
of their petals,
Thoughtless of the devastation left in it's wake
barren,
empty,
wasteland,
vanquished.

Destroyer, liar, betrayer, emptiness is your reward, whisper though you may,
none will hear you,
none will see you,
none will listen,
none will care,
Alone
Alone
Alone
So it will be,

Futures gained, futures lost, come claim your just reward, for you have earned this,
Live
and be
Alone
Alone
Alone
Your destiny is written
by your acts and deeds
So be it from this day forward,
Alone,
No one to hear you,
No one to see you,
No one to care,
As it is written so it shall be.

What Hath Doth Done

Within the deepest dark of night there on wings of black I flee, seeking refuge from the light. Oh fearful I, fleeing from thy love, that oh those hazel blue eyes that seek my soul to bring into the light of life. For I have lived a living death hidden in this lightless place. Now you offer love that seeks to carry me into the light. Echoes and echoes of words I heard, lies all that wound me through and through. Should I believe thee now, thou with words of love that seek to hurl me once more into the living world. Oh I was filled with joy but yet fearful. I, should I trust thee, with my heart, for I am bleeding still from wounds inflicted by words and promises that came to naught by thee?
Thy smile, thy voice, thy eyes is blinding so full of light, and so I hid here within the darkness, I hear thy words beckoning me dare I trust, Oh my soul at peril, I say ...YES...I WANT TO........
But...alas!!!!! Thy broke the tradition of love. Thy broke the faith I have in love.
Why doth thy light up the candle and only to blow the only flame away halfway? Thy hath let go of my hand in the dark after walking halfway. Thy left me in the dark. Not only darkness but with thorns and quicksand along the darkened path.
What hath I done to thee to deserve this when I gave thy everything?
Has it been a game all this while for thee? Thou keep secrets, and speaks untruth.
I know not what is truth or what are lies anymore.
I hath over and over again speak to thee...I am of flesh and blood..I do feel pain.
Again I'm drowning in the sea of betrayal. It's how my life was set to be. I should hath known better but I was blind. Blinded by that sweet as honey four letter word.
I should have stick to my principle that love doesn't exist. People are noth who they art or what they appear to be whilst I have been truly honest and sincere.
Thy hath slain me.

Donut Master

Found this shop and see what they have in stall.........whoaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!! Can neva get enuf..can neva get enuf..can neva neva neva get enuf......

My Little Furries

RIP

My GORGEOUS!! They killed her!! Waaaaaa!! Never again I'm getting a pet fish. This is the 2nd Lohan I had and both died. Now there's this 6' empty dry fish tank taking up the space in the office warehouse....hehe..shld I fill it up with soil and serve it as a flower bed? Hehehehe.

A little bit of time.

Ahoi!!!!!!!!! My ship is a wreck!!!! My crews have gone screwed!!! Vain man had gone for hols and 1 AWOL!!! 2 can't read, 1 sloppy the rest are around but never around!! Vessel steered in the right wind direction with loads of islands to plunder!! (WORK!!) The internet won't get any connection till next week and the pc is giving hell!!! What a way to start at the new office!!! Oh..oh...they killed my lohan GORGEOUS!!!!! I'm going to poison those involve slowly.......grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!
Well at least I made that 1 rule which is practical..no smoking in my office. Anyone who comes in with a lighted ciggy are being chased out by me. I don't care who it was even if it's the big boss himself!! Bwahahahaha!! And today I've cleaned up the floor and placed my slippers outside the automated slidding glass door on purpose. Before anyone comes in..they have to take off their shoes!!! Hahahahahahaha!!! I think they are getting headaches with me being meticulous. Someone has to I guess.
As for my recent business trip..I've got loads more pic to post. But in the mean time..since I saw those cats in beab's blog..I'll put up my cats!!!
Anyway CONGRATULATIONS to JOE & MEEDA on walking down the aisle!!!

Sheepish Fetish?

My my..I know a brit who could be held for that crime but his er..excuse was that he was too intoxicated to realised it was a sheep...hehehe.



LONDON (Reuters) - A Briton has been arrested on suspicion of carrying out a series of sex attacks on sheep, London police said on Friday.
The 27-year-old man was held at his home in Dulwich, south London, on suspicion of bestiality with sheep. He was also wanted in connection of the possession of drugs with intent to supply.

Detectives said the arrest followed allegations made to them in May and June.

"Two male joggers said they had observed a man molesting the sheep in a field at Botany Bay Lane, Chislehurst," police said in a statement.

"A similar incident was reported to police by a stables employee in the area."

Media reports said the man had been barred from visiting farmland while officers carried out their investigation

Finland/ Aland

Jan's home. Love this place. He's a man who keeps a low profile which does not match his position.


Aland Park. I was told that they had planted 1000 tress which connects one marina bay to the other.


At Peter's home. It was a barbaque which turned to fine dinning!!!


Me, Dino and Bella on full swing.


Jan, Dino, me, Bella, Peter & Hazel(new wife) and Fee.


As usual when there's a camera..MY FAT ASS IS SO THERE!!!! LOL!!!


Fee, Marie (Peter's ex wife) and Faisal aka Mr Bond...Bonchit!!!


Jan, me and Fee..killing time for the ferry to Aland.


Gorgeous sights on board the Viking Line ferry to Aland.


Finally after 2 1/2 hours journey..we arrived at the hotel and that was at midnite!! Still bright like in the late afternoon.


In the office.


Getting ready to ride the horse....ya rite!!!!

Soberton & London ~ Bits & Pieces

OMG!!! He's all grown up and soooooooooooo handsome!!!! Thats Kieren. He's a real darling!!!!

His mother bobby Loiusa. Yet to take her pic in the police officer uniform.

Sean giving his "lil" brother a kiddy ride..LOL!!! Sean complained that the cramps he got on his thighs were not worthy!! If it was Lou..it wld have been different, he said. LOL!!!

The handsome bellman at Charring Cross Hotel....I think he's gay. All good looking guys are!!!!

Lunch at the Hurdles, just 15 minutes walk from home. Jeff and Anne Barnes joined us and as usual, wherever we go...our table would be the noisiest one. So you may have to count us out if you to have a fine dinning...hehehe.

Me & grandad George. He gave me a nickname 'Trouble" Love this old guy to bits!!!

Oyster Keys where Bob has work contract. My suggestions to go there as he took me there last winter and the place was in a way deserted. Pretending to pick a yatch as they are absolutely wow!!!

A simple lunch with Bob making faces.

Birthday boy cousin Clint feeding his wife Lou pigies!!!! She was pinching on it everytime as she carved it. Those who don't take that had beef patties, beef sausages cooked on a separate pit.

Sean's new gf Lou.

Soberton ~ 28/06/08

Weather was fine and the 2 newbies goons was amazed at the longer day light as it gets dark only at 10pm. But we are after all on the country side so there was not much entertainment for them. So Bob took them for walkies with the dog Jake. Attended a birthday bbq for my cousin which was really fun. They had a whole suckling pig roasted in a bloody big portable bbq pit. Our side of the fam was the jovious and the noisiest. Sean gave Clint which weighs 15 stones a horsie ride and everyone laughed like mad. It was really good to see Kieren as he had grown up. The last time I saw him was xmas 2006. He's so good looking. I was looking foward to see Daniel but he was already at another party but I really do hope see him before we leave so I can update DDD...hehehe. Sean had lost so much weight and he's dating again which is good. I became the counselor again but happier conversation this time. He finally grew up. Another news I heard was the ahem handsome neighbour..coz the last I heard was that he's meeting the parents of his new gf. Had teased him that day 2 years ago. Mim told me that he had broke off with her. Had not seen him around though. Clint & Lou are still enjoying their child free freedom. They, along with Jason, Louisa and Sean are coming to sg in August for the Fomula One before heading to Penang. Sean is still bargainning for the percentage and wanting 70/30 profit when I'm selling him over in sg. The reason..he had to do all the "hard work". Bob had made plans to go to Borneo next summer and had already said that I'm booked for the event. I'm rolling my eyes. There was so much complains from the newbies on hving curfews and not so much freedom. I am so bloody used to it. Faisal cld not really understand what Bob says as he has this deep english accent and all he does is smile like a clam even if he was scolded..LOL!!!! i'll put up pics soon I guess. Got loads of them!!!

Flight SQ 318

It was definetly as how I have felt or mentioned it. I know that SIA's standard of service had dropped and I do see why. It's hard to
believe SIA's plane having any problem...well except for the Silkair incident of which the rumors has it that the pilot had decided to
take everyone with him to his so called depression mode. Like I said it's rumors but it cld be anything. Anyway...so here we are "3 Goons & A ..Ahem Lady"
aka known to be like "3 men & a baby" in the airport to catch our flight to London which suppose to take off at 1250hrs. It's a full flight
on that plane with loads of ppl headin home and like us some for business. How would your reaction be when this announcement came up...
"Ladies and gentlemen, we regret to inform you that the flight SQ 318 will be delayed. We have a technical problem as we found that the 1st engine
is out of order. We are now looking for another plane to substitude. We will keep you inform for further information." I would have
prefered that they did not mention what was the technical problem. Go on..keep me in the dark...I don't mind as long as it's not while I am
in that flying can thousands of feet above the ground. When they announce that they have another plane it'll be from another gate and different boarding time.
So they are offering us free lunch which I doubt is exactly free coz we paid for it..but now we have more varieties to choose from. Our new flight
is to leave at 1500 and we are to go to another gate at 1430 latest. So the 2 of the 3 goons decided to go for cigarettes and found a bar with pool
table. I don't want to say anything as I couldn't be bothered. There's not much time and yet...nvm!!! Had gone to the chains of so called restaurant..
Delifrance, Indian Foood, Chinese Food, Thai Food, Burger King to choose from. Had thought delifrance wld be ok but the waitress said we'd get
our food like 45mins as they have loads of order. Looking at the crowd..I understand and time is not what we have at hand. End up having vegetarian
Indian food which turn out to be quite nice and the old ladies attending to us was superb!!! While eating..the SIA ground staff approached us and
told us that we have only 50 mins to eat and also told us of the new gate. The other 2 goons were hailed using the latest gadget (mobile) and they
came in abt 10 mins later. Told of the limited time and they went to order some food consist of dishes which one have to wait. So it's not really a
surprise on why I named them goons. We evenrually went to the gate at 1450 and had to wait some more. An annoucement apologising for the delay
came on air saying the plane is not able to be boarded as they are cleaning it at the moment. 10 mins later they announce again thatbthey are still cleaning
it. 15 minutes later they announce that they are doing security sweep. We finally get to board the plane at 1530hrs. Took off at 1600 hrs. All
arrangements have to be altered for we have booked Jeff...our regular cab driver in UK . The service on board was to really die for and I really
mean I wanna die!!! The petite butt wiggling, shinny glossy red lipped stewardess was a sore eye. She don't even look at you when she serve
the meal. Our row had already finished our meal and she was, "We have seafood pasta, beef stroganoff and yadda yadda yadda. What wld you like?"
When I gave her the raised eye brow she went.."Ooh ooh...Someone must have taken off the sticker from your chair." Ya rite...
13 hours was no joke at all for anyone especially for smokers. I'm with ashtrays who needs constant nicotine. Fidgetting on their seat every 5 minutes.
Withdrawal syndrome. I told one of them that if they are so desperate for it..they shld have asked for a seat on the wing. Just tie em up with masking
tape and they can smoke all they want. Hehe. I finished the book which I took along, Full Moon Rising and I really enjoyed it. I always have fascination
for werewolves and vampire. Anyway when we reached our destination..the captain apologise as they cld not find the manning guy for the gangway. Next he said
the weather is clear but cloudy. Almost everyone went "BAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Finally we are on the ground. The 2 goons were really desperate for nicotine that they had
gone to the loo to have a quick puff. Thank god we didn't get into any kind of trouble. Once outside, a group of ladies asked if they can buy 2 stick of ciggy from us
and wanted togive me 2 quid but I turned the money away and just gave em about 4 sticks. Bill took over Jeff's place to ferry us to the Gobles so all is well.

An Escape Artist

Does it really exist?

Is this real true love or is it just for publicity stunt? Call me captain skeptical but who knows eh...

Fetish

Singapore man with armpit fetish ........ hear ye hear ye!!!! Well I have known people who have fetish for from the ab + normal to the wierdest!!! Now with this...what else is in store..
Anyone wants to sniff my foot? I have not taken my boots for weeks!!


SINGAPORE (AFP) - - A Singaporean man with a fetish for smelling womens' armpits has been sentenced to 14 years in jail and 18 strokes of the cane,A court employee confirmed the sentence, issued Thursday, against a 36 years old so so, .

So so had a fixation for touching or smelling women, particularly their armpits, and was convicted of molesting 23 women, his lawyer "Mr Lawyer" told AFP.

"He's got this problem. Poor chap," Noor said in a brief interview.

After reading an expert report that said so so was likely to re-offend, Judge "jojo" issued a preventive detention order, which means soso will not be eligible for parole, The Straits Times said.

So so, who is mildly retarded, would often attack his victims inside lifts, the report said.

It said Mr Lawyer argued against a long sentence and in favour of rehabilitation and medical treatment.

But Judge Jojo said he found "precious little" in so so's favour

Let the Thunder Roll!!!!!!!!!

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Befriending The predator

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I looooooove this video!!!

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