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Phuket [Dec. 26th, 2011|12:52 pm]
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I think I shall write down about my Phuket trip so one day when I am 50. I can look back and just laugh.

Phuket is literally sin city, if you're someone with money, please head to Phuket because money talks bullshit walks. Sex is just too blatant over there. So with money and sex being so common. It's just paradise for any guys.

I am quite surprised we all came back in one piece because most of the time we were riding on motorbikes to get to our destination. The pussy in me didn't dare so I just sat on syakir's bike. The closest to death incident was when wayne, who had to lead the way, sped off and his helmet flew off his head and Alvin went against traffic to see how Wayne was doing and Syakir and I had to go back and break on a slope which almost saw moved backwards. High 5-ing with ang mohs who are in a tuk tuk while riding the bike is also ghost rider style, MAD.

The ang mohs are the beach are quite blatant with being naked. At first we saw a child fully naked on the beach and we wondered what kind of mad parents teach their child to be naked in public then we saw the mum who was sun bathing topless, that totally explains everything.

Phuket is also just polluted with western influence to the point that they lost all their local flavors. I wasn't impressed with their local food as it lacked the spicy flavor. But low prices

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(no subject) [Jun. 2nd, 2011|11:35 pm]
 I don't own any of them. I just simple adore them.

8. You can know what it feels like to love someone unconditionally. To really know that you would do anything for someone is a great feeling. You want to make them happy. You love to see them smile. You just believe them in so much. It’s great. It’s what we were built to do.

10. You can change your status to “In A Relationship” on Facebook, which is 60% of the reason why you got into the relationship to begin with. Acquaintances who lurk you can see it and know that you’re living a healthy well-adjusted life. You’re not one of the forgotten ones!

Waking up early is economical.

Being a teenager was all about “Yes. Give me that! Why not?

Being in your twenties, however is all about being neurotic. “Gee, I don’t know.

Having an epic night of fun means you will always have a “Remember when?” moment to look back on. “Remember when?” makes some friendships go ’round.

Depending on the way you go about it, the sex might end up making you feel happy for 2.5 seconds and then miserable for a long time afterwards.

Having a new message on Facebook, a tweet, a text message. That’s the 2011 way of being happy.

It works in the same way as drugs and sex do. You’re happy when you get it and sad when you don’t. Where can you get more text messages?! You would do anything for a new tweet. ANYTHING.

Someone has power over you. They have the ability to make you sublimely happy and they can also make you feel super depressed. You lose slight control over your moods. When you enter a relationship, it’s as if you sign a contract that says, “I give you 70% of my feelings. I acknowledge that you can play with them, make them feel good, and I also acknowledge that you can fucking destroy them.”

Realizing how crazy you can be. Becoming consumed with jealousy, hacking into emails, questioning your lover’s whereabouts. You take a step back and think to yourself, “Um, who is this person? Why is love making me act like a psycho nightmare?” Relationships can make you become someone you aren’t—someone who is slightly terrifying and needs to know everything all the time. “BABE, WHERE R U? HELLO? BABE!”

The fear that the sex will become routine and mechanical. There was a time when you couldn’t keep your hands off of each other. Their body was brand new and you couldn’t wait to discover every nook. Now it’s become like a treasure map with frayed edges and smudged markings. You’ve seen all of it. You’ve done everything you can to it and now it just sits there looking old and familiar.

Having sex on the first date greatly reduces the anxiety engendered by dating and all the trivial concerns that go along with it.

It’s part of the deal. You give them orgasms so you can tell really boring stories that won’t really go anywhere.

There’s an absence of passion. Your highs aren’t that high, your lows aren’t that low. Things are just remarkably dull.

Sex is not guaranteed. It’s not something you just have waiting for you at the end of the long day. “Oh thank god! Sex is here. Thanks for ordering it!”

Most of them end up being people you only want to see naked for an hour and never again.

You start to have weak orgasms from masturbating. Even your body is sick of your crap and wants you to find someone to have sex with.

We remained “friends” in the social network sense, that odd cobweb of personal relationships that is as real as it is illusory.

For better or for worse, people remain in the corners of our lives, too far away to touch, too close to forget completely.

http://thoughtcatalog.com/2011/why-i-wont-ask-how-youre-doing/

Growing up, however, means letting good people into your life and letting healthy relationships happen

You can attract better friendships. F.Y.I. your party friends probably don’t give a shit about you. Have you ever seen them in the daylight? They’re not the people you call when stuff gets real anyway. They’re the people you call when you want to avoid everything that’s real. You want to have a fake time? Call your fake friends.
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Work isn't like work [Apr. 21st, 2011|10:07 am]
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Arriving 1 hour late for work doesn't even help. I am still waiting for my colleagues to arrive to the site so we can begin our day's work.

I am just sitting around at the site office collecting dust, I am sure if I just sit here for all 8 hours, I will be a snowman because of the dust. My coffee will just have 'icing sugar' on it's surface.

I got no complains for reporting to the site office everyday because I can just report late as most of the staff here don't belong to my company so they don't give a shit.

They are all slackos actually, one staff uses his orange juice water bottle to make his coffee, what kind of idiot does that? The plastic bottle will melt in no time. You will be drinking CFC coffee. The rest of the staff are on a permanent smoke break schedule.

Lucky for me my chair can turn one round so I just keep doing spins on my chair to kill time.

Thank god for good Friday tomorrow. Loving this 2 and a half work week. Only for this week though.

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Life is a box full of expired chocolates [Apr. 20th, 2011|10:14 am]
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I cannot get too use to having public holidays or off days from work. That one day of no work just makes me feel like quitting and slack my life away.

Then again money talks and clearly this bullshit is walking all over my ass.

I am already feeling the pinch of working life. Okay it's not a pinch, it's a KO punch to the face.

Not being able to buy student concession feels like shit because you always have to be on your guard when your ezlink card is running out of cash. And not say there's a top up machine at the corner of every block. It feels more shitty when when you tap all you hear is tii tii tii tii. Means you're out of cash! That's like catching a dead fish. Cuz no matter what you gotta toss it back to the ocean just like you having to get the hell out of the bus no matter what.

Working life doesn't give you the ability to come in late for work and just be a laid-back Damian sitting around. In school, classes start at 9am and I can walk in 1030am a smile on my face and the words ' who gives a shit ' written all over my face. At work, I start at 830am and I arrive at 930am for work I have to slither my way in like a snake in hope of not getting busted by the boss for being late. And once you get caught, it ain't all smile and sunshine. It's just thunder and rain because boss will be having a black face and booming pissed off voice.

Soon enough I won't be able to pass off as a student. So student deals are just gone forever. Then eat what now sia? Steak for lunch ah? Earning money is one thing, printing money is another. I don't do printing.

Life is just eating 2001 Royce chocolate. On the outside its wrapped all nice but by the first bite, it's just a burst of expired shit in your mouth.

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On to the next chapter [Feb. 12th, 2011|02:59 am]
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I really cannot believe it, my time in NgeeAnn is up, just like that, 3 years just zoomed past my eyes.
I dare say my poly life was filled with ups and downs but I think I ended it well.
I can still remember the very first day of my time in NgeeAnn like it was just yesterday, if had a chance I would restart my poly life all over again and no change anything at all because the shit that happened really was for the better.
I will say the course I am in sucked like hell, I urge anyone and everyone not to enter Leisure Business Facilities Management! That's what my course is called now, in my time it's Facilities Business Management and boy it conned a great number of us. The things we did were pretty boring and dry especially the building crap and roaches and rats. Absolutely ridiculous!

Exclude the stuff I learn in my course, I am so lucky to have met 4 great people in my class, I seriously think I will quit school half way if not for Wayne, Karwah, Shahrul and Dex. Luckily for me, I got to know Wayne first and boy I never regretted knowing Wayne. From a triathlete to a PAYYYY-ER and now to a floating naked fuck. You'll always be my man. Luckily I started talking to Karwah in class because we became smoking buddies for sometime and I learnt a lot of you know you know stuff from you! From a wanker to a wanker and now still a wanker. You'll always be my favorite hard nipple homeboy. Wah Shahrul, seriously if not for you I think I drop out of school because of poor result. Without those help in the academic area and all the bullshit we said and did I think we would't have made thinks colorful for many in class and around school. Colorful in a fucked up way. From someone whom was just a face in the class to MA MAAN and now MINIMALIST. Without Dex in class, I would have been a major noob ass in the gym. From a skinny ah beng to a buff fuck and now to a fucking swee bodybuilder you're really the man who spooned me countless ciggs in school ^^

Actually if not for my Ben Lim I would not have come to NgeeAnn, thanks to him who said at least he has 2 years with me in the same school and he will take care of me as a senior, I came and because of him, he made poly life so easy. Really thank you BEN! Appreciate everything you've done for me :D

Initially i thought joining touchrugby was going to be so boring as it lacked the physical touch in the sport. But I have 0 fucking regrets in joining touchrugby. From a "just a normal junior" player to a senior to a vice captain of the team. It's my fucking pleasure winning I don't know how many golds with the team. The bond formed with the touchboyz is really something. Without Hao Zhi's guidance I don't think I would have changed in the angsty aspect and also skills aspect. Probably the best captain I can possibly have. If not for Khan being the captain, I don't think the touchboyz will be that active, we really created a strong foundation! Also, without Hilary Glenn Ryan Zakir Hakim Kenneth Wei Gen Nuqman Nurdin, I don't think the team will be as colorful as it is. I think the bond we shared was something that no amount of gold medals we won is able to triumph it. The time we had on and off the field was simply priceless. The joy I had to be in this team was just MAXED OUT.

As for Syakir and Kenrick, without you 2 as my seniors in the team and off touchrugby matters I don't think I will be where I am. Kenrick really made me step up my game and I really feel honored to partner one of the best touchrugby players I've known. Wah lao without Syakir my nigga, that's it, life in NgeeAnn for me will be so damn quiet without any laughters at all! The bullshit we shared between each other was really one of the most funniest moments of my life and I enjoyed every single gym session I had with you and everything else! <3 to both of you.

I probably have missed out some people but I am thankful for meeting everyone I have met in NgeeAnn be it a good or bad experience I had with you. Because the shit you gave me just made me stronger and the good you gave me just made me into a happier person.

There only a handful of regrets I still bare in my heart. I seriously wish I could turn back time and alter some changes but by doing that the future of it may or may not be good. But I will take the chance and alter those changes.

During my 3 years in NgeeAnn if I have hurt anyone or fucked anyone up badly. I would like to apologize! I hope I am forgiven.

As for that, after my last 2 CTs, FYP presentation, FSM project 2 and ENM exam.

I would like to say, thanks for the memories everyone.

<3
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Pain [Jan. 23rd, 2011|11:59 am]
Right now, I think this is the worst period of my life. Its worse than all the injuries that I have gotten before.

This Hand Foot and Mouth Disease just sucks to the max. The most depressing thing is that the doctors do not have any cure for it, so you're told that you got that disease but there's nothing for you to beat the disease, its just a long wait for your immune system to kill it.

And because of that I have to miss 1 week of school, actually its Monday - Wednesday but I only got school during those 3 days.

The thing about this disease is that you'll get hit by a fever first and then a sore throat. Once both of them are cured by the doctor's medicine. You think you're so fucking fine and continue with your daily activities.

But then just 1 day after being "cure" you'll start getting blister-like rashes all over the soles of your feet and finger tips and you will just say fuck my life I got Hand Foot and Mouth Disease. And you think that is the climax of the pain, but no no no, a day after that, the ulcers and spots will appear in your throat and mouth.

And there you have it, a full package of disease.

Now I just got to sit my ass at home to wait for it to cure by itself. The pain and discomfort is at its peaked and it is only day 2.

Bravo
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Public Nuisance [Jan. 1st, 2011|11:56 pm]
Sometimes I wish to know what people are thinking especially when we boys are creating a nuisance in public.

The best example is when Joe walked into a petrol kiosk's convenience store and shouted THIS IS A HOLD UP BITCHES. It was like the movies when someone wanted to rob a convenience shop. We saw the woman at the cashir, she was panicking like a bitch. But it was super epic hearing Joe shout THIS IS A HOLD UP BITCHES in public.

And this morning, at ECP mcdonald. The queue I was in with Joe and Abel had no order, everyone was just cutting in from the left and right. It was damn irritating because all we wanted is some pancakes. So when someone cut in, we will go WHAT THE FUCK MANN WHAT THE FUCK MANN. Or like those in front buying, we will be saying NAH BEI YOU BUYING THE LUNCH TIME FOOD AH MUST WAIT TILL 11am AH?

So in the end we just cut into another queue to buy our food and I remembered we told the lady I WANT SOME FUCKING PANCAKES AND ALSO THIS IS A FUCKING HOLD UP.

Sucks to see us in public.

Number 1 public enemy.
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Asia's Shittiest Party [Jan. 1st, 2011|04:56 pm]
The posters all said its Asia's Grooviest Party but actually its fucked up. The Siloso Beach Party is an epic fail beach party, its like a 2nd class ZoukOut that caters more to the lower and middle class.

Seriously the amount of banglas over there is damn intense, by gathering all of them up we can have another integrated resort at the beach. The numbers can just build one of that instantly.

And yet again we boys missed the countdown, its like the 4 consecutive years that we missed the countdown. Its damn fucked up. We were in the queue waiting to enter to the party when fireworks shot up and people were like hugging each other. I thought what the fuck happen because no one in the queue when 5 4 3 2 1 plus I saw marvyn's watch it was 11.50pm so I was shouting aiyah still 2010.

But in the end its really 2011. Motherfuck. BLEW IT just like that like tearing up your winning lottery ticket.

Thank god for the awesome company nonetheless, it was great slacking at the carpark with the cars and our booze.

Cheers to a good year ahead. 2011 will be awesome. ^^
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Prayer of Surrender [Dec. 6th, 2010|01:07 am]
Jesus, Son of the Living God help us to surrender ourselves to the will of God, not only by lip service but with a sincere heart, teach us to accept the will of our Father in all things, good or bad, with patience and gladness.

I surrender to You.
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These days [Sep. 10th, 2010|04:30 am]
Shall leave livejournal.

Bye.
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