look who's talking and look who crossed the lines first. damn right.

oh yea another stalker has just revealed himself/herself and obviously is in my msn contacts uh.

gotta contacts re-organising.

and yea, so much for saying and yet you still wanna visit this place that pisses you off eh? look who's the joke now.

dumb bitches. and yea again, i have to repeat my disclaimers : " go ahead, go ahead and prove yourself to be the you-know-what you are."

i really hate to repeat my disclaimers, i remembered saying something about me suggesting that you dont visit here if you dont like it here. well obviously some people dislike my posts and are huge stalkers and still manage to find my blog. (despite me having changed my URL of cos.)

LOL? is it really that tempting / juicy / fufilling to read my posts?

its making my blog look like chocolate; sensational yet sinful.

Remember to tag back if you really think it is ! (:

if you don't i'm actually not disappointed (too bad huh), i would feel rather relieved.

Yea Right, Damn Right.

Well im not going to respond to your childish remarks and start bothering about your lame agendas just because you mistaken my posts as an personal and individual attack to your narrow mind.

time to move on, time to mean business.

when i say peace, i meant peace.

but i don't really take direct challenges really well.

you insult my integrity, be prepared.

And i'll stick to my stand, what for do i have to respond since it wasn't specifically for you? go ahead, think that i pretty much care to corrupt my blog / waste unecessary space on my posts on you uh. yea right, damn right. chey ~

and to you audiences, i mean what i say, especially what i list in my disclaimers. don't make a fool out of yourself, and cry to your mommas just because you didn't read it.

oh yea about the tongue piercings, dont forget to read about the part whom i believe i said "so yesterday" - which also means "outdated".

yea so does it seem like i'm contradicting myself now? photos of tattoos taken by your friends are totally differnet from photos taken by Yourself (looking-awkward and un-natural of course) with your glorious 1.6mm hole filled by two scrotums on a piece of metal bar.

and yea, don't think i made the above remark cos i'm going to stupidly let you say that i'm contradicting myself when i said i didn't care about you. thats true that i don't care about you but i didn't say anything about me caring about myself trying my best to let people understand my posts better.

* random remark no.8 : " i feel fucking proud of my ink cos at least its better / much more pleasing to the eye then pimples/(don't know what you call it) all over your back. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA."

Ps (for girls): please don't wear bare-backs otherwise with your ever affordable spags revealing your un-sightly lingerie & at the same time revealing your (don't know what they call it) which is all over your backs. its a turn-off + turn-off. please be considerate? (:

did your mom tell you i'm an asshole? did i ever tell you i'm an asshole? if neither did, now i'm telling you : " i am a fucking asshole". yea right, damn right. chey ~

For : my beloved friend, Feng a.k.a. ferengi man!

me: "don't sabo leh, people can get the wrong idea leh!" chey ~

hello? my posts are for the general public & 100% not targeted at anyone in particular. please don't let other people get the wrong intentions k. read my "Disclaimer" properly first laaaaaah! my statements don't refer to simply just a single individual, and furthermore i believe the "her" you claim i have something against, i dont, in the first place i couldn't care less, neither do i find any of the remarks relavent to her? (unless otherwise it does just that i didn't realise).

someway/somehow you're still my buddy (: heh.

i wish to add on to my never ending list of disclaimers :

if you ever suspect that i'm talking about you, its your choice to decide whether i'm refering to you or not. cos in the first place how would i know you are one im referring to when i'm just giving my views about the general public? hello? read, read and read clearly. (don't forget to read between the lines too)

And well, if you wish to think you're one i'm talking about, go ahead. i doesn't really benefit me anyways. in fact, i believe that it would benefit you afterall. Whatever. and yea don't forget to read my previous disclaimers again, especially the one about "go ahead, prove youself to be the sore ass you are".

HAHAHAHHAHAHA FTW.

* the author of this article is a fat ass who sits in front of the computer 24/7 muching away on his chips and slurping his never-ending cans of cokes all day. yea right ! chey~

Random remark no.7:

don't think that i fucking give a damn about you unless i told you i did/i do. don't assume. well, i would give a fucking damn about you if you're jessica alba/fucking look-alike jessica alba ( without me telling of course :) if you're nobody, you're not somebody neither are you anybody to me.

ok since, this post is for you Feng, you're certaintly somebody to me. (awww aint that sweet, yea right, cherish this man, you dont get this from me very often) thanks for being there as a friend, though i believe i wasn't there for you? was i? did i? tell me if i was/did k ! i'd like to know, cos ur somebody to me, REMEMBER?

The World's a Bitch.

(whether you like it or not)

random remarks :

1. school satisfies me. and yes, even more satisfying when you get to see various kinds of people (weirdos, freaks, geeks, bimbos, studs, try-hards, anything you can imagine is reality) secondly, i dont really give a damn what you people will view me as after reading this, cos we're all going to die someday anyways. well unless you're telling you're going to be worldly acclaimed for some glorious deeds you've done and will be remembered by the generations to come.

2. Tongue piercings are so yesterday. so don't flaunt it like you're the only one with it (esp. a deliberate photograph with your tongue sticking out or having the damn stud sticking out cos it spoils the shot which makes you look like a sucker). besides, who would care you've got one? what do you think people will do when they see it? like go "ooooh that's a tongue piercing, you look sexy/hot with it" yea right. NEXT !

3. Rich or poor. you dont take your money into your deathbed. even if you do, you don't get to spend it. so if you think being rich is a fckin big deal, think twice. are you going to remember your snob-parades and spending indulgences when you die? probably not, in fact, certaintly not. And if you're poor, don't forget your pride isn't something money can buy.

4. For all you suckers who claim you love music but somehow decided that you hate certain genres of music, you dont love what they call "Music" afterall. who the fucking hell you are to decide what music is? just say that the music doesn't "SUIT" you. HATE is a big word.

5. For those sick bastards and suckers who gets/has the impression that clubbing = grinding. get a life. even though its part of the entire package, its really stupid if you go clubbing for this specific intention (only). you don't pay for a big Mac extra value meal and just eat the big Mac and not the fries and coke that comes along with it. if you want the burger only, then just get the burger ala carte which saves the fries and cokes from being wasted. similarly, if you only want some ass/thigh rubbing on your dick, go to geylang and get the full pleasure package. and yea, don't come telling me "so what? i'm one who has this impression that clubbing = grinding and what you're going to do? you're just a loser who's jealous/you dont know what clubbing really is."

Please keep your remarks to yourselves/post it in your own little writing space and not corrupt mine. i don't wanna know if you're one, neither do i really care if you'll heed my advice. i'm saying cos this is my priviledge and freedom to do so, simlarly you can grind cos its your freedom to do so. i'm just expressing my thoughts. don't hate me just because i exposed your sick minds (which i guess people out there already know), however i wouldn't really mind if you hated me for the right reasons anyways.

If you're going to ignore the above suggestions, go ahead and be the sore ass you are.

6. For all you people who still thinks that Love is perfect, ask yourselves whether it is "Agape". if it isn't then it isn't perfect. (and if you dont know what is Agape, check the dictionary. if your dictionary doesn't have it, throw it away. if you dont bother checking, you probably gotten an F9 for your english. if you already know, good for you.)

Back to the topic. Don't fucking blame your ex-bf/gf who "broke your heart" after you broke up and claim that they have spoilt your beautiful perspectives of what "Love" is. come-on, if you're prepared to go into one, then prepare to face consequences from it. Not every relationship works out, in fact, most don't. you just have to keep trying (of course, don't prove youself to be a cheap ass in the process of doing it).

Nobody and i mean NOBODY is to be blamed for a failed attempt into your ideal "Happily ever after", just think, it already isn't a "Happily ever after" if its going to fail anyways. In the first place, just be careful not to place too high a hope/expectation onto something, this way you'll be less disappointed wouldn't you? i'm not saying you shouldn't place high expectations onto something, but please do it moderately, depending on the situations.

and if you're deciding to give up on love/ give excuses like "i don't know if i'll ever give love a chance anymore" then go ahead, the world is seriously lacking love already anyways. furthermore, the cycle doesn't need people like you either. and yea, dont make matters worse by thinking "oh yea i'm so damn hot/sexy, i've been hurt in a relationship, please show me that you're someone different from that previous ass-hole and that you really love me/love me for who i am" yea right, damn right.

Tell me, just tell me. Which stupid idiot in our times do not First notice the opposite sex because of their tangible/visible appearances(which includes wealth by-the-way)? and which stupid-er idiot would care to notice your "inner beauty" unless you had taken the right / appropriate extreme measures? and trust me, to have learnt and fully understood the entire "YOU" it would have taken an entire lifetime. don't be afraid to take chances then, just don't prove yourself to be a cheap ass. there's no harm trying out, just don't prove yourself to be a you-know-what.

KENRIC! 2:36p.m. 27th April 2008.

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if you dont, i suggest you don't visit this site anymore (cos you're probably one of those whose charater i exposed in this post)/ forget that you ever visited this site and yea, kindly read the last 2 paragraphs of "Random Remarks no.5" too.

and yes, i'm not a deity / god / immortal. i don't just pass remarks and not look at myself. i am personally someone who does consider people's remarks of me, just that i'll think and decide if i'll agree with it & who the originator of the remark is. and yes people's remarks can be quite "hurting" sometimes, but the harder it stings, the stronger you'll grow and becoming immune to it.

Everybody likes to hear good things, who doesn't. but would you rather hear the "Lie that Pleases" or the "Truth that Hurts"?

Cry alone, I've gone away
No more nights, no more pain
I've gone alone, took all my strength
But I've made the change,
I won't see you tonight

Sorrow, sank deep inside my blood
all the ones around me,
I cared for and most of all I loved
but I can't see myself that way
please don't forget me or cry while I'm away

It all built up, inside of me
A place so dark, so cold, I had to set me free
Don't mourn for me, you're not the one to place the blame
As bottles called my name, I won't see you tonight

So far away, I'm gone. Please don't follow me tonight.
And while I'm gone, everything will be alright.
cos i won't see you tonight.

I'm wearing thin, wearing out becoming weak,
Holding hands with this rope, she's my self-destructive.
Bleeding disease the things that makes it hard to breathe,
But if I shoved you far away
This addict just starved again, asphyxiated.

And now I see it's you
That's tearing me, ensnaring me
This is me dying in your arms,
I cut you out now set me free

Lynched high above what used to be
In her channels built for me
So I escaped cut this noose around my,
Neck I break free to see the things you blinded me.
And I shoved you far away.
Now I live the life I dreamed of.
You're dead to me.

And now I see it's you
That's tearing me, ensnaring me
This is me dying in your arms,
I cut you out now set me free.

Ricky was a young boy, He had a heart of stone.
Lived 9 to 5 and worked his fingers to the bone.
Just barely out of school, came from the edge of town.
Fought like a switchblade so no one could take him down. Oh no!
He had no money, oooh no good at home.
He walked the streets a soldier and
he fought the world alone

Tequila in his heartbeat, His veins burned gasoline.
It kept his motor running but it never kept him clean.
They say he loved adventure, "Ricky's the wild one."
He married trouble and had a courtship with a gun.

Bang Bang Shoot 'em up, The party never ends.
You can't think of dying when the
bottle's your best friend

"Accidents will happen" they all heard Ricky say
He fired his six-shot to the wind and
that child blew a childaway

And now it's....
18 and life You got it
18 and life you know .
Your crime is time and it's
18 and life to go