this year

i thought 2010 was the worst year of my life. well that was before i met 2011. just 5 more months.

oh yeah, theres been some issues in the news lately. like "Are singaporeans disguesting?"
Oh cmon, is that even a question. its strangely rehetoric. which other citizen peels prawns in public buses. or cut or should i say trim their nails in the bus or train as well. Our selfishness knows no limits up till our picture is posted online which creates an uproar. pot calling the kettle black apparently. like the dude who wore the sleeping band thinggi on the train and assumed that he was the entitled benficiary of the seat. dont we wish we had one of those gadgets too, so we could get an excuse to be selfish. excuse me.

today i was in macdonalds. i noticed how different local parents are in treating thier kids compared to foreign parents. and i cannot tahan spgs. sorry, but my new more accurate generalised biased definition of an spg is simply a chinese girl with an angmoh guy. what to do, the perceived level up gained from the hypocritical relationship is worth more than traditions. yeah whenever i see chinese women taking lots of effort to probably meld with an avatar from hollywood, i cant help but think of the poor unfortunate offsprings.
anyway the a.m guys who get asian girls are most likely rejects from their society who come to former colonies to get redemption from naive females who had their minds moulded from the realms of gossip girl.

warty

mother of all warts is now reduced to a helpless little embryo. its there yeah, but its helpless and dying. die motherfucker.

the elections are coming. but i cant vote, not yet. smart little buggers. looking at my profile, an obvious deduction would pinpoint me as an opposition voter.
so smarty Lii and his lackeys would have one less vote to deal with..

beat

well today was abit fucked up. i wooshed to bedok jetty on water and discovered that i couldnt come back, the mofoking current and wind were just assholes today, totally against me.. luckily the hot chick in the rescue boat picked me up. pun not intended. this is a serious post.
my hands were so buffered that it looked like fat bastard's neck in austin powers when he lost weight.
no more happy mr weenie for the next week i suppose.

arghhh it fucking hurts. maybe a small wart or something can tahan. but the whole ball of my freaking foot. wtf the doctor had to spam liquid nitrogen like pee. and so i began my arduous journey home from nuh. but not bad ah, considering i had 2 days of mc, yeah that's what im talking about.

2011

my first post of this year uh. i tore my only black polo while out. i mean like how is it even possible. fucked up right. i was like adjusting my bag and rippppppppppppp. wow. sexy. and the retarded tagboard just pisses me off with all the virus affilations. so ive decided to remove it. yay. eh lame why do you still come here. -.- still wannna stalk me huh. hack into my stuff as usual. not that i have a problem with it. haha. i really got nothing to hide lahhhh.

windsurfing

Windsurfing speed record: 50 knots - 92km/h



Freestyle

fuck man, today i tore my sail by accident. i was like heh heh, and then i looked down. and WTF. a foot long tear. fuck.

its addictive. i go surfing on sunday and monday im super tired. then i get itchy on tuesday, which gets amplified by me thinking about it the whole day and watching videos. so like wednesday to saturday im sooooo damn restless. gosh.

there was no wind today pathetic. it was like 0.1knots if the air was actually moving.. i think i could have blown myself along. sounds wrong huh.