morgueville,heartland living.

it suddenly occured to me that life's moving too fast. and time's too little. and i have hardly any space to breathe. and i'm ranting too much.

anyway decided to have some shout out to all the people out there who have help, in one way or another, me still standing right here, alive, and kickin', that life is indeed a bitch but less a bitch cos there are you guys. of coz, there are some people who made life more bitchified than it already is, like singapore bus company, amongst other.

thanks to all the people from my beloved class of 4H2002. jeremy.rongsen.christian.thomas.
johnji.liming.eden.leroy.ripeng.cheelong.lam.jonathan.weixiong.
daniel.gabrielwee.bryan.kenwu.kengoh.fish.jason.
bighead.malaysian.benedict.terence.shannon.
and not forget tan pei nam. (gawd. can't believe i said his name.)
and miss lam for sharing the same name as me! and the same signature too.
gawd i missed those days in marisstella. those monthly get-into-trouble with the discipline masters. no matter how childish throwing waterbombs down at unsuspecting lower sec kids or having paper aeroplane conventions, et al may seemed, but heck. it was fun! and remember the grafitti class logo i designed for the classtee? it's still hanging on my room board. also to my best friend mrs heng for being there for me when the results came out, and all the times when i was happy and sad. love ya! (doubt she reads this though.)

and all the new friends i made. from cj to sr.
missed those days at cj too. those days of running away from michael tan and cursing and swearing at our darn pe teacher. hey irvin remember singing mariah carey's 'through the rain' when the arse made us carry 5 kg balls in the rain along malcolm road? muahaha. those days of skipping tutorials and lectures whilst enjoying the breeze at the grandstand. talking about life and gossips. those days of waiting for carmen and marilyn to change into their mgs uniform at highclass hotel after school. those days of hanging out at hilary's house. those days of laughing out till my stomach hurts with clara-jone. whilst she flirt with the chinese teacher. princess butterfly! and remember the job we bestowed ourselves with the gp teacher? you will carry her left boob and i will carry the right. esta and her constant denial of being a bimbo? who can forget tan buey say the darn cockedeye economics teacher.

i love 1artszero1. my brudders gary ranne rach chris. gwennie. cheryl. s'huah. grilly. grace. joel. luke sum. edward. wanling. karsten. janice. amy! michelle! catty! i had so much fun with you guys. and will be for the next 1-half years. think we are probably the best class in the entire arts fact. we had fun too.all of us must make it to 2artszero1'2004! the odacians. like shimin.angeline.kaikian.layee.xiufong.angie.zhengyang.fabian.xuanyu.etc. aye we gonna rock the house. the year2s whom i was suppose to be in their batch. andrea.amandy.dorothy.yanhan.fel.xiong.etc.

they made my life so much more than it is. for so long, we stood by each other since primary school and secondary school..all the quarrels and laughters and tears, we are still the best of friends. (hey it doesn't sound corny for once.) good lord. and we will be each other's best men. thanks andrew and nicholas.

oopsie. if your name ain't up here, sorry. maybe wait for the next time i feel this way. gawd. thought i sounded as if i gonna die. anyway wanted to post these up cos was karaokeing to my sis's mariah carey cds while doing my darn chinese assignment. realised hero still sounds great after all these years. it is a good song. "classic mariah. " as what my elder sis would say. and today's earwax is mariah carey's anytime you need a friend or i'll be there. which ever you prefer.