But alas, it was not meant to be. Which is why I am an advocate of not having too high of an expectation for things that have yet to occur.

So, am I a pessimist? Or a pragmatist?

A pragsimist perhaps.

Nah. I am just human.

Please don't let this happen to me later on. Please. PLease. PLEase. PLEAse. PLEASe. PLEASE!

OTHERWISE, I WILL BE FORCED TO TAKE DRASTIC ACTIONS by tabaoing this mod -.-

HAHAHA.



Another masterpiece from probably the best site in the world.

Oh dear, what I wouldn't give to own my very own apartment right now.

Another day has gone
I'm still all alone
How could this be
You're not here with me

You never said goodbye
Someone tell my why
Did you have to go
And leave me world so cold



This is a very beautiful song from the late King of Pop. I can picture myself singing it (or playing it on the radio) to that person in a penthouse apartment overlooking the city's skyline, with a bucket of champagne and both of us are just enjoying each others' company in the middle of the night, feeling ever so blissful because we know we are not alone.



Speaking of which, I am currently as rich as a farmer in Cambodia. With that, I can only keep on dreaming.

rEaLiTy Y u No KiNd?????

One sentence: LIKE THAT ALSO CAN BECOME PRESIDENT? VOTE FOR ME BETTER LAH!



I thought the beginning of the his Presidential Speech was fine, maybe his smile was somewhat creepy. When I saw the "Bread" message, I thought it was just some political parody. But as I continue watching, I realized I was wrong.

It was NOT a parody. It was Tony Tan's ACTUAL Presidential Speech!

GOODNESS!!!

His creepy smile aside (don't you think so too), he cannot pronounce basic chinese characters for f***'s sake! For someone who was born during the 1960s, went through the tumultuous period in Singapore's history and even managed to reach high ministerial positions in the government, his proficiency in the Chinese language leaves MUCH to be desired.

I mean seriously?

Our Original Pioneer, the former Minister Mentor/Senior Minister/Prime Minister Lee Kuan Yew decreed that it is of paramount importance for Chinese Singaporean to know the Chinese language so that we can all hail the arrival of China's era. To that end, he implemented compulsory Chinese exams across all levels of our education system which some of us struggled for our whole academic life to just get a C6. (Not me.)

As someone who was part of Lee Kuan Yew's cabinet back then and was even Lee Kuan Yew's first choice to succeed himself as Prime Minister, it is really quite appalling that he can't give a simple Chinese presentation. On a side note, Tony Tan was the architect of the foreign talent policy. Don't ask me why he was pro foreign talent and less-pro local talent. The PAP works in mysterious ways. Choosing him to be our next President is another of those many mysteries.

Oh and did anyone notice he started off sitting fairly straight but as his speech goes on, he starts to tilt more and more to the right?



See what I meant? It is obvious that he was trying to read off from the script behind the camera, not that it wasn't obvious in the first place. Poor presentation skills, reading from a script, having no prior knowledge what your script contain and poor reading skills. And he is poised to be our next President.

No wonder people are saying a President's job is just to look good on photo frames.

If like that vote for me better lah!





I wonder how much hair gel he uses everyday to keep his hair that way.

I want to move out of this house and find my own place where I can live in peace, without anybody breathing down my back all the time.

Unfortunately, that is not going to happen anytime soon. Maybe I need to re-consider my moral values.

Woman Mercedes driver keeps reversing and reversing -- right into another car

Bitches like this should not only have their license taken away from them, they should also be deported to the far reaches of Siberia and be made to clear the ice until they die. Look at the video. It is clearly, without a doubt, that it is at fault but it still has the cheek to deny any wrongdoing, and an even bigger cheek (read: horse face) to accuse the other party for damaging her car.

Goodness. How could such wretched beings be allowed to exist?

It must be one of those slimy slimeballs which thinks that by owning a branded car, they are the Queen Bitches of the road and with a few stinking cents worth of money, they are always right, even if they are really wrong.

Stupid bitch. It should just go to hell.

This might happen to me soon enough. And when it does, its going to be worse than just "I'm a Barbie girl".

I strongly agree with the author of this comment.

I am not xenophobic and I am sure majority of Singaporeans are not as well. We are, however, against the idea of letting any and every Tom, Dick and Harry into country. And we are definitely not agreeable to the fact that some (or perhaps most) of these Toms, Dicks and Harries are granted PR (or citizenship) easily just because they are of a certain nationality.

Importing these so called foreign talents into our country incessantly is bad enough already but someone (an asinine thinks-he-knows-everything retard perhaps) decided that we need to bring their sons and daughters over as well. The more the merrier. To that end, one of our Ministry actually sent "recruitment teams" over to their country to entice these foreign sons and daughters to come study in our universities. How did they entice them? With money of course. The taxpayers' money. Our money. These foreign sons and daughters are offered scholarships which will pay the fees for their full duration of education here. On top of that, they are given monthly allowances to defray their living expenses. And the best part is, anybody can apply as long as you are an outsider.

Here we have local Singaporean students who are struggling to make ends meet everyday and there they are giving money away to bring outsiders into our country. What irony. The Ministry that is supposed to secure education opportunities for locals are giving these opportunities to outsiders instead. An even greater irony.

It is very sad. Gone are the days when Singapore was a 'fine' city. Replacing it are the new cultures of talking loudly in public, squeezing your way through crowded places just because you can, blatantly disregarding the existence of other people, spitting anywhere you like and every man for himself. The list goes on and on. Instead of becoming more metropolitan, we are actually becoming more like a pig sty.

Ask yourself my fellow Singaporeans, is there any difference between our fine nation today and before? You know very well what I mean.

You can increase the prices of everything. I can live with that. You can prolong your reign indefinitely. I can live with that. You can have dumb people in the Parliament. I can live with that. You can continue to suck a part of my income away until the day I retire. I can live with that.

But I cannot accept your grand idea of handing over my beautiful nation to outsiders on a silver platter. Where else can you find a country where 40% of its population comprises people that are not born locally? And that sort of statistics were achieved within a few years. I am sure that is absolutely normal.

While our ancestors may all have been outsiders at some point of time in the past, it doesn't deny the fact that they had altruistic intentions for this piece of rock when they came here 46 years ago. Our elevation to first world nation status within decades of independence proved that.

The people that you are inviting over nowadays? I don't think many of them have any altruistic intentions. Most are probably taking us for granted and see the 'freebies' that you provided as a stepping stone to somewhere better. Either that or they are just here to live a better life, at the expense of ours.

Oh well. At the end of the day, I am probably just another brick in the wall to you.

In the journey through our lives, we all work hard to get our fill but everybody wants a thrill. We pay anything to roll the dice for just one more time to put our destiny on the line. Some will win and some will lose, while some are born to sing the blues.

Oh the movie never ends. It goes on and on and on and on.

Rah.

I. Remembered. That. There. Are. No. Classes. Toady. When. I. Reached. School.

Privacy?

The wind is still blowing tonight.

Songs like this are timeless. Its a pity songs nowadays are no longer as meaningful as before.

What happened?



Go figure.

I was telling my friend earlier on that ghosts are afraid of the flames on our shoulders and head. The stronger those three flames are, the more the ghosts would not near you. In order to make the flames stronger, we can do something to excite ourselves, such as singing at the top of your voice, dancing and watching porn.

Incidentally, after ending the conversation with my friend, I found this song on youtube which is one good song to ward them off. Haha.



On hindsight, I have been told that I shouldn't be talking about them when I am alone. What's more its 4am now. To top it off, its the beginning of the Hungry you-know-what Festival as well.

Hmmm.....

MOMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!

Before Harry Potter, there was Harry Stamper.



And Harry Stamper will beat the crap out of Harry Potter anytime, because there is no magic in real life. Potter is just a douchebag running around some mythical realm with a stick in his hand, trying to settle his personal feud with you-know-who. Stamper sacrificed himself to save the entire world. If the mythical realm where Potface came from exists, they are forever indebted to Stamper as well. (Also, if it really exists, then it shows the uselessness of magic in the face of a meteor strike. In other words, muggles saved the day.)

Before Megan Fox, there was Liv Tyler.



Both are some of the greatest gifts which were bestowed upon this world. But as hot as Megan Fox is, there is something lacking in her that makes her pale in comparison to Liv Tyler. You see, Megan Fox is categorized as VOLUPTIOUS by males and lesbians around the world. So when someone is voluptious to you, what is the one thing that you want to do with her? Fornication. Yes, I am sure there are many who wants to marry her and be with her forever and ever and ever but the underlying reason would be because she is voluptious and you want to penetrate her.

As for Liv Tyler, she is one heckuva voluptious lady as well BUT in addition to that, she possesses that little tinge of girl next door look, which complements her voluptiousness to give others the impression that yes, she is oh so zetta hot but beneath that heavenly pulchritude lies a demure, gentle girl that will follow you till the ends of Earth if you manage to capture her heart. She knows she got the assets, she knows she have a million and one suitors but all she needs is just one special gentleman to spend the rest of her life with.

She makes both guys and lesbians want to be the one to look after her for all eternity. Not for her looks. Not for her curves. And definitely not for the sex. Just for the pure desire to pull her into your arms to protect her from the ravenous intentions of others. And to make her yours to enjoy the sweet, little thing called life together.

This, is Liv Tyler.

LIV TYLER IF YOU ARE READING THIS I JUST WANT YOU TO KNOW THAT YOU ARE MY HEARTHROB!

Before Transformers and the Harry Potter octa-logy, there was Armageddon.







Ok, I don't even want to begin talking about the Potface octa-logy because some stories are best left told on paper where it really shines. Transformers was ok but by the third installment, the plot has gotten somewhat dry and repetitive. It was a tad too long as well, which makes audience wonder when the hell is the movie going to end.

Armageddon. The epic space disaster movie which rocked box offices worldwide back in 1998. I mean what do you expect? Harry Stamper and Liv Tyler were inside the movie! I believe this is the only film which managed to make me cry, well, I didn't burst out into tears or anything like that. Its those kind of touching moments which sends tears welling up in your eyes until they overflow out of your eyelids kind of cry. Comprende?

It was during the scene where Bruce Willis was telling Liv Tyler via video conference that he won't be coming back to Earth. That was simply emotional.

Also, Armageddon is one film that rekindles my aspirations of becoming an astronaut in future, a career which I (and everyone else) know that I will never be able to achieve, and I need to stop daydreaming and start working towards something more realistic, like becoming a banker.

But oh well. Allow me to bask in the sunshine in my dreamscape longer.

This is an iPod, currently the world's most popular portable music player. It debuted back in 2001 and has been dominating the portable music player industry ever since.





This is the Microsoft Zune, Bill Gates' answer to the iPod. An answer which got retorted almost immediately. The Zune drifted in and out of the portable music player market between 2006 - 2008 and then disappeared entriely after that. In 2010, Microsoft says Zune has been incorporated into their Windows 7 Phone OS. In other words, they cannot sell a standalone portable music player. Which also means, they cannot rival Apple's dominance in the industry.





This is a hide-a-pod casing for iPods. The case has been delibrately made to look like a Microsoft Zune so as to trick people that you are using a Zune from far. That way, snatch thieves wouldn't give a rat's ass about robbing your pathetic Zune player from you, because it sucks. Oh wait, but you are actually using an iPod. Cloaked in the disguise of a Zune. Inception.





This is an iRiver H10. That is all.





This is my gramaphone, a device which have been invented in 1877 and has brought the joy of music to the world since then.

It is not an iPod.

It is not a Zune.

It is definitely not an iRiver H10.

Actually, it should be the iPod, Zune and iRiver can never be a good, old classic gramophone. The music produced by this chic beauty is pure and enchanting, without the intoxicating bass which have been commercialized in music nowadays. Here is a video of my gramaphone playing a vinyl record.



Nice tune ain't it?





These are some of my vinyl record collection.





Circa 1977. Actually, it is from 1977.





Oh, I see someone familiar.





Its 东方不败 in her younger days!





A CD and a vinyl recording.





In case you don't know, the sound quality on a vinyl record trumps that on a CD/DVD/Blu-Ray anytime.

I love my gramophone.

I find it neccessary to share this piece of news with my readers; local readers can get a feel of how things will progress in our country in future while international readers can, well, be shocked at our local automobile market and go WTF!?

When COE inflates, your ride deflates?

The rise of prices of the Certificates of Entitlement (COE) defies logic. The results are astonishing, considering that the COE price of a single Category A could have bought you a second car three years ago. But are Singaporeans making blind purchases during these unpredictable times?

I have often encountered people breaking the ice with me with the question: "How's the car market now?" Of course, there are questions to be answered, but the issue is not about when the COE market will dip. It's about what this situation is going to bring us in the next five years.

The manufacturing cost of an average Japanese sedan is an average S$20,000, and the COE that you have just paid for ($72,501 for cars above 1,600cc) is about three bags "fool" of it. It is an enormously inflated figure, which some have justified by saying that hacking away at the Quota allocation tree is fundamental in slowing down the rise in the vehicle population in Singapore. Naturally, not one of us likes this arrangement at all. Or do we?

It seems that, over time, we are getting used to this inflation. We are gradually accepting the practice of paying more for the entitlement to own a car locally, rather than paying for the symbolic value of the car itself. Sales of brand new cars are slackening, while the pre-owned market is booming. Vehicle financing institutions are showing more support than ever in raising their valuation of the market prices of vehicles and granting higher loan facilities to the consumers. How then does this judgment help in administrating a healthy control on the vehicle population in Singapore?

Buy a Japanese hatchback now and finance it on a 10-year loan tenure, and you will possibly find yourself embroiled in a $60,000 debt five years later. The glitch is, would your ride be worth $60,000 on the open market five years down the road?

My answer is likely to be "No", because one of my personal friends bought a five-year-old unit at a reasonable price of $36,000 only recently. So you see, there is little logic to the market right now.

So there it is. This is the kind of price Singaporeans have to pay to buy a car. And no, its not a luxury sedan like BMW, Mercedes, Audi or Jaguar. Its a basic Japanese sedan. Which can cost up to $150,000. Impressive isn't it? Even a shitty Chinese car from the shitty land of China can cost up to $150,000 as well.

WTF seriously.

The original article can be found here.

Remember the law of conservation of momentum we learnt in secondary school physics? Here it is in action.



When two or more objects collide elastically, the one with the least mass will be deflected the furthest away.

Physics... how amazingly beautiful!

How do you conquer your fears when you don't know when it is real?



Social worker Emily Jenkins saved a girl, Lilith Sullivan, from being roasted alive by her parents. She then volunteered to look after the girl while Child Services finds a temporary foster home for her. Emily thought Lilith's parents were crazy, until she realizes that there is something evil hiding beneath the quiet, innocent facade of Lilith Sullivan. A demon. Emily soon finds herself in the shoes of the Sullivans, trying to kill Lilith.

But how could she kill something that can manipulate her mind, creating illusions in her head that depicts the worst fears which she has hidden away in the deepest, darkest corners of her heart. Well, she found a way. And that is to "not be afraid", for if you are "not afraid", then there is nothing the demon can hold over you.

Right. It makes sense. But as with all philosophical solutions, difficult to apply.

How exactly do you conquer your fears when you don't know when it is real?

Let's assume you have dysmorphophobia. Playing on this weakness of yours, the demon makes you see that you have scars and bruises and wounds and lacerations on your body. You may know that you don't have those physical defects in the first place. Or you may not (which essentially means you are screwed). But you have that phobia to begin with. So how do you counter that?

Sure, you can tell yourself these are not real. These are not real. These are not real. These are not real. These are not real. These are not real. These are not real. These are not real. These are not real. These are not real. These are not real. These are not real. These are not real. These are not real. These are not real. These are not real. These are not real. These are not real. These are not real. These are not real. These are not real. These are not real. These are not real. These are not real.



But that is still a very abstract solution. Not everyone has a strong mind to pull themselves back to reality. In other words, most of us are pretty much screwed. Oh, you can probably pinch or, even better, stab yourself and let the pain pull you back. But that also depends on knowing when you are in an illusion and when you are not. Which brings us back to square one.



The Mangekyo Sharingan is probably then only thing that can counter the demon's illusion. Only the Uchiha Clan has this special eye power. Which means only a small percentage of Japanese people will be able to survive a mental battle with the demons.



They got Jodelle Ferland, the same girl who acted as Alessa Gillespie in Silent Hill, to act as the Lilith Sullivan. She couldn't had been a better choice. Just watch her in action. Her creepiness when she is all silent and the cold stare she gives, as is staring right into your soul. Perfect attributes for portraying something from the dark side, in both films. The even better part is she can become a cute, harmless, innocent and mommy's little girl in an instant!

She is so going to be the next Audrey Hepburn. You go girl. I am rooting for you.

Imagine if you were brutally raped by 5 strangers and somehow survived the ordeal, what would you do? Call the police? Commit suicide? How about exacting vengeance upon those filthy beasts who defiled your life?

That is the premise of I Spit on Your Grave.



Now I believe some of you guys might have guessed what the hedge clipper will be used for. Is it some kind of natural instinct for us men to think that way whenever we see a woman with some cutting device? Maybe.

To cut the long story short, aspiring novelist Jennifer Hills rented a cabin in the countryside to stay for a couple of months so that she can focus on her new novel with nobody to disturb her. Unfortunately, she offended some local guys and they decided to rape her as punishment. 5 men took turns to violate her in the worst manner possible and attempted to kill her after the dastardly deed. However, she managed to escape and evade them. After that, she hunted each and every single one of them down and treat them the way they treated her, except a million times worst. The film ends when she finally killed the last one of the men, with a smirk on her face.

This film is a remake of the film with the same name in 1978. It was a very controversial film then and still is now because of the extended scenes of gang rape and sexual violence against a woman. In fact, critics argue that the rape scenes are much more likely to occur to a woman in real life than the revenge of Jennifer Hills, which was depicted in a "cartoonish horror-flick impossibilities". I agree. But then again, its just a movie. And I feel that the crux of the film is the idea of taking revenge on the bad guys. Make them suffer utterly for the things they did to you. VENGEANCE.

The film had a budget of $2 million but it only brought in $572, 809 worth of revenue, meaning it sucked so much that it couldn't even get enough viewers to break even. That would mean the film only had a small following. And I am part of that small following. Which means I am not in the mainstream group of viewers. Hmmm. Whatever that means.




Fish hooks.


Eyes wide open.

Smear some fish guts on.


Wait for the crows to come.


And then you know.


Take a bottle of lye.


Empty it into the tub.


Wait for his abs to give way.


See his dissolved tongue.


Dissolved face.


And something like that.


Surprise.


No.


NOOOOOOOOOO!


NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!


You know this is gonna happen.


A shotgun.


Up his ass! (Guess why.)


A string on the trigger.


A hole in your face.


Like a boss.