Wednesday, May 20, 2009
update

Please forgive my very very delayed update.
i have been very busy with teaching, working and most importantly, football.
no doubt, when i came back home, the thought of updating just isnt there.
it thus led to desertion.
but fear not dear blog.
i have not divorced you yet. (:

okay firstly.
my army call up is on the 8th October 2009.
tekong. and the best thing is all my buddies are in the same camp.
WOOO. we are winners man, fucking winners - Brucie Kibblitz.
alright so i shall be ferrying with ahravin and esmond (says so on my enlistment details and cross reference).
so i shall see you bigoted pricks on the camp, shaved (head and the other head). (:

okay boys sorry. dont cry. you guys are not bigoted prick. you guys are just well - pricks.

secondly. believe it or not,
job at raffles.
with angus, shaun and ahravin.
vikram, siva and faisal coming later on.
AWESOME.
and yeah LEGEND-wait for it-DARY

okay so i need some bank statements, new haircut, and freshly painted nails.
okay i was kidding about the nails.
if i am serious, then i can have shaun to paint it for me!
*i believe the boys will probably be shouting "BASTARD" right now"

anyway soccer today was awesome.
tired.
keep on winning.
but on the dark side.
there are fights.

sometimes being nice doesnt help.
here me and ahravin trying to avoid siva from punching the prick who said that we played rough
*believe me they play rougher than us. its just that our defenders are tough*
by saying "guys no need to fight lah. they small kids lah"
okay maybe it sounded wrong.
what we are trying to say is that:
"soccer development at such a young age should not be dented by useless fights on unreasonable grounds".
it sounded long. thats why we stick to the small kids.
so this bitch started "eh fuck what small kids"
ding-dong. here comes the siva train.
oh yes he was bashed up pretty bad verbally.
hooray to siva.
but really. whats the point of the prick to shout at us. interesting.

another note.
well done angus.
punching, elbowing and clobber the mat.
its self defense.
so dont worry.
well done.
anyway.
me and vikram are becoming better at understanding each other's style of play each day.
oh yes.
labelled the "iniesta and messi" partnership of the team,
it was awesome.
(:

anyway.
final note.
this one make me very happy.
if i am not married by the age of 27,
me and aqilah had a deal and are going to hook up and get married!
COOL!

to liverpool supporters:
MANCHESTER UNITED ARE THE CHAMPIONS.
COMPLAIN ALL YOU WANT.
BUT WE ARE THE BEST.
oh yes did you guys win ANY titles or trophies this season?
OH YES you guys did.
the "whiners of the year" award.
congratulations!

Sunday, April 12, 2009
Graduation 2009

7th April 2009 Tuesday.

marked by a simple breakfast with Panda,
and i received my diploma.
finally.
and i am excited to see how far can i go.
diploma alone is not enough for a good life.
working harder, and be more optimistic are a few of the character i must take,
in order to survive in such a competitive world.

deep thoughts aside.
i have pictures.
words cannot describe the feeling of accomplishment.
in addition, i feel grateful that my best friends came and some even waited after their ceremony,
to be together and take pictures.
a final day in rp - officially as students.
we are graduates now (:



Belle (angus' sister), Angus, Siva, Shaun, Bam bam, Timon, Nasri, Faisal.
ah yes.
we had a fun day didnt we?
photo taking.
do stupid things together.
and yes, as i recall - BURNING FEET.



so do tell,
who do i look like?
and yes dad came home from work,
complete with the tie and all that.
matching green.
and i love my shirt.
(:



i must say this is an "aww" moment.
i recall those bastards were screaming "AWWW"
when my dad took this picture.
Hey, i love my mom okay! (:



ah yes those father and son moments.
not alot,
but still (;



i do not know why we even took this photo.
i guess its for the fun of it.
aristocracy and arrogance.
nice one guys.



angus INSISTS we take pictures with the librarian.
his main aim is to take pictures with the hot librarian.
in the end - I GOT IT.
HAHAHAHA.
call me a jackass - but they say
"the smoothest and charismatic will win guts outright".
there we go (:



okay anyone ever touched the TEAR?
NO ONE.
but we did!
we are the first.
oh yes people.
the fucking pioneers that touched that fucking tear.
the tear that they claim to be an inspiration.
oh yes we OWNED the spot.
OWNED IT BABY!
"so what did you do for the last day in rp?"
"oh you know, just photo taking"
"snorts. i touched the tear with my buddies. beat that"



ah yes.
sathyabama d/o VEERAU.
next year will be your year.
and hopefully i am booking out,
so that i can see you in your pink robes.
(:



and yes siva, yours will be soon too.
and hopefully we will all be there bro.
and yes i notice there's this extra calefare at the back of the picture.
ignore him.
(:



ah tim.
the one that keeps the boys on their toes.
what are we going to do without you?
HAVOC!
our conscience.
our "father".
our TIMONTHY!



ah faisal.
the one whom i always complete my mischiefs with.
we are the marauders arent we?
we get into trouble, but rarely got caught.
remember the late night swimming activity we had together with sharime and cz?
hahaha. those were the days.
but hey, there's more to come right?!
(:



ah angus.
another marauder.
my strategy partner.
we make really good risk partners.
one move can almost take up to 20 minutes of our time.
but its all worth it.
(:



of course we had to do something more than just touching the tear.
we climbed up the trcc's roof to take pictures of course.
and oh yeah, we were chased by a guard too.
but we outran him.
(:



we just had to do this.
when a school gives you robes and gown that looks like a sample wardrobe from "Star Wars",
we just have to do like what all dark lord of the sith do.
just look good.
and we did (:



now i have to thank God for giving me such wonderful close and best friends.
may the fellowship of the robes and camping be everlasting.
all hail REPUBLIC.
*yeah right. REPUBLIC. hahaha"



and shaun.
thanks for being there whether i ask for it or i dont.
whether i want you there or whether i want to be alone.
you have seen me happy, sad, laugh, cry, and burst out in a blind rage of anger.
but just like all the marauders, you are still here.
we are still here.
so for that thank you. (:
for being a best friend.
for being a brother.
and yes despite all that, you do need to be abit less fearful of heights.
(:



we were all bad boys when we were younger.
we learn to control our emotions,
shield them,
and at last, outgrow our younger self.
congratulations people.
(:



i was asking them to pose for this new upcoming shoot.
its called "Cast for Planet of the Apes 2"
and they look good for the parts huh?!
yeah (:



and another photoshoot for "Catching Ah Peks"
you know, the sequel to catching spiders on channel 5.
(:



and finally here are the new cast of "Sexy not enough, Kinky a little bit too much".
a story about a person who was about to get his nose broken,
after he tried to do something stupid like smiling awkwardly to a camera.

(: i enjoyed today guys.
i really do (:

and if you are wondering why so short?
well because i am tired god damn it.
(:

Tuesday, March 31, 2009
a conference among my best friends.

Sunday and Monday, 29th & 30th march 2009.

as suggested from the title,
i had a conference call among my best friends.
haruna elangovan
sivananthan s/o krishnamoorthy
shaun vishnu s/o sivapragasam.
if you every wonder why haruna do not have the d/o - well i know why but you can ask her.

well before the conference,
me, siva and shaun were having an msn massive conversation.
it was mostly because i am supposed to update shaun about the redbull. (:
see, the night before, siva and i met at about 3.30 am in the morning.
i was watching soccer,
and something extraordinary was happening.
therefore i cant sleep.
i describe this insomnia that were induced by something and someone that made me feel happy as redbull.

well the phone conversation left me with a cramp stomach,
and mostly teary eyes.
the conversation went smoothly.
jokes about typical names in singapore came about thanks to shaun.
he is officially being a bitch yesterday.
but still - it was funny.
(:

okay highlights of funny conversations.

Siva: Eh shaun and haruna, you guys want to buy camel cigarattes not? 10 packs you buy get a trip for free.
Nasri: *at this point i started laughing. non stop. i used a pillow to neutralise the sound that i was making*
Shaun: There's a cigarette pack brand camel?
Nasri: erm yeah. i dont smoke and i know that there's a camel brand?
Shaun: okay so whats the free trip?
Siva: a free trip up the camel's ass.
*at this point of time, haruna, siva and i started laughing. remember that haruna got the joke. shaun did not*
Shaun: what is so funny? how come buy 10 packs than can get free trip? what if i buy only 1.
Nasri: i dont think thats the funny part. its the up the camel's ass part is funny.
Shaun: *after 30 minutes of rearranging the sentences and making it simpler, he finally got the joke and started laughing. ALONE.*
Nasri: erm anybody else thinks that the joke is not funny anymore because its been 30 minutes since we gave that joke.

and then came the next joke.
and this time round, shaun was the man that made the joke.
it was funny beyond anything.
however, i cannot let some details be known. it might be offensive. censored abit.

Shaun: What is the similarity between a camel and ******?
Siva: They both have huge lumps.
Haruna: Bastard!
*i started laughing out loud. i think i nearly screamed and squeled in delight. imagine at 1 am in the morning we making these kind of jokes.*
Nasri: So its something like Camela Anderson?

oh yes.
shaun went emo while half way talking.
and hung up on all of us.
but he called back, and then things went back to normal.
*nearly wanted to kick his ass for this.*

so after that little camel joke which lasted for an hour, we move on to names.
typical names.
and shaun being a smart ass, speaked with an accent of what he called "typical foreign indian".
that one sentence he spoke,
left me in tears.
imagine!

we also talked about our "drunk and got wasted" incidents.
i fortunately do not have that kind of incidents.
so i just listened and laughed about it.
i came to realise that when people are drunk, they do things what they really mean to do subconsciously.

more conference calls i hope.
and i really want angus and faisal to join in the conversation.
fuck i think we should all meet up before the camp.
(:

redbull, insomnia, and optimistic. (:

Friday, March 27, 2009
bottles at hand.

Friday 27th March 2009.

an awesome dream was easily stopped thanks to my younger brother.
the jerk of the year has sports day, and could be a nice fellow by telling me earlier.
but no.
he prefers the old last minute works best style.
and i get really pissed in the morning if i only get like 3 hours of sleep.

after much grumbling, shower, styling the hair, and the obvious shout of "ungodly hours",
i sent my brother and head back.
instead of getting a full 7 hours of sleep, i was again awoken after 3 hours of nap.
ah yes.
fetching the jerk back home.
and after that, i have to rush off to have a meeting.

the meeting was well, in one word - lame.
nothing was achieved.
except that i officially get the head boy title.
it all happened when there was supposed to be a vote,
and i muttered to michael,
"$50 says i am it. these bastards would love to make me sleep less."
true enough.
and again after i sat down after introducing my humble self,
i muttered: "i would have been $50 richer you bastard".

ah yes. i mutter the word bastard alot.
and so would you if you lack sleep.
dont believe me? you try waking up after 2 hours, walk around for about 1 hour,
and then attend a meeting.
WITHOUT breakfast.
WITHOUT any food consumed.
try.

after that, i have the lunch to look forward to.
siva and vikram wanted to meet up,
and i was more than happy to do that.
we ate, we chatted, and we realised that things are still the same.
we are still the insolent marauders, proud on being the bigoted pricks head of mischieves we were.
i admit, we were notorious as mischievous bugs.
but we never go overboard.
we admit all our wrong doings when we got caught,
and we do not bully nor vandalise.
we just pull pranks that require tons of nerves.

and as we went to civic centre to chat,
we just cannot stop clear of talking about well - girls.
from good girls, to possible hot stuff and the fact that siva and vikram kept mentioning a certain girl,
i get the idea that i was in fact more innocent than they are.
and then something i said made them laugh as hell.

it all started with this.
"Imagine vikram having a porno video with the animal." - Nasri
*LAUGHS OUT LOUD*
"why you laugh until like that ah vik?" - Siva
"no i just imagined all three of us, with shaun in the middle" - Vikram.

can you imagine this sneaky asshole.
hahaha.
the nerve of him!
to even think of shaun.
he could think of a foursome with some hot girl,
but no.
it just have to be shaun.
do not even begin to ask me why he thinks of shaun.

no doubt we laughed out alot more about so many things.
one of the few things is the dumb statement made by vikram.
it all started when he asked me what happened to me and my recent girlfriend.
as you people remember, it was sarah.
so i answered with "oh we broke up."
"why" - Vikram.
"because i am having so much fun with her." - Nasri
"then why you break?" - Vikram
"intelligent joke my friend. of course we had some disagreements lah!" - Nasri
"wah i ask you once you got girlfriend, the next time i asked, you break already" - Vikram.
"and when did you ask me? like fucking seven months ago right?" - Nasri
vikram lay quiet as he silently cracked a joke about being a player.
then i came with the perfect counter response.
"at least i player with girls, which i am not - siva is, you player with mutt and horses know."
siva laughed there and then.

awesome.
i met my cousin today also while hanging out with my friends.
until a certain drunk came to us.
swinging around, pointing upwards at vikram, staring at siva, and smiling at me.
then scientific analystic instincts kick in.
i looked at his eyes.
not red blood shot. he's not drunk with alcohol. he's drugged. best bet - ecstacy.
i looked at his perspiration rate.
definitely ecstacy. increased heart rate, increase in body temperature - persipiration kicks in.
but i knew we can take care of ourselves.
and i knew we were not the kind to find trouble.
but there was a bottle in his had.
a rice wine bottle.
a bottle that if i smash it straight to haruna, she might shove a baseball bat up my ass through my nose.

my cousin was definitely abit uncomfortable.
so she called the police, and then there was action.
abit of a push here, and there, the man was hauled into the van.
then siva had to joke about it.
"nas, you know why the vikram excited see the police van" - siva.
knowing this bastard, i know something really funny is coming up
"dont know. why?" - nasri.
"see ah inside the van got dogs..." - siva.
he dont have to finish it, all three of us went laughing straight away.
i could bet that our laughter might scare a few people away.
but hey! all is good!

so we wrapped up by talking about xbox 360.
i told them i was real good at fifa 09 - which i really am.
but i am a sucker, complete loser, at fighting games like DOA and all that stuff.
back at home my sister was being a real jack ass.

she told me this thing.
"When i die, I want to be buried face down." - Noreen
"Huh why?" - Nasri
"That way whoever doesn't like me can kiss my ass"- Noreen.

funny right.
hahahaha.

Monday, March 23, 2009
its not basi.

2 consecutive loses for manchester united left me a very unhappy person.
as i watched manchester united get thrashed at home to the hands of the Kop,
i was screaming literally for the referee to end the game.
4-1 is a little bit too much.

and another lost against fulham away,
with a disgusting 2-0 and 2 red cards,
really made me question the team's ability to manifest the skills off the pitch,
and show it in the pitch.

edwin van der sar MAY have broken a few cleansheet records,
but what was going on this past few games?
everytime there is a ball coming,
he looks like one of the chicken in Chicken Run.
he looks like he is begging that not one of the opponent shoot at his goal.

where was the rock solid nemanja vidic?
gone. and instead we got a school boy,
who made tons of errors.
like the ones that made fernando torres scores.

patrice evra, the best left back in the world (currently),
does not shine up to his reputation.
poor decisions and crosses,
and mis-timed tackles made him look bad.

what about anderson?
the one that people viewed as the next ronaldinho?
my answer: MY FOOT.
he looks like a blur cuttlefish in a swimming pool full of my fyp team mates and i.
his passes were inaccurate.
dribbling runs look a lot like the ones made during his reserves training.

and Nani.
some might even be funny enough to say
NANI WHO?
yes. the idiot that they bought for a freaking 18 million dollar price tag.
asshole cant even be at the starting line up because he's that bad.
ah overrated.

worst player.
CRISTIANO RONALDO.
i know by now chun sang would be mumbling things about ronaldo being great,
but look at him play.
he doesnt want to play at manchester united anymore.
that arrogant bigoted prick of a peacock wants to join real madrid.
i say let him.
sell him away for 100 million - (yeah he's worth that much according to real madrid which made me believe that he's way overrated).
then with that money, buy franck ribery.
they should have bought him in the first place.
and damn it get a proper centre midfield player.
waiting for owen hargreaves return made me nervous.
best centre midfield in manchester united injured for the whole season is not a good omen.
kudos to liverpool and fulham.
they probably deserve to win the league if manchester united keep on playing like this.

so enough about football.
i am going to dread the upcoming camp.
and last friday was an awesome occasion.
dinner at causeway point instead due to our "need to go back earlier for some stuff".

shakthi is going to be the next blueberry in line.
the blueberry, a gang of mischievous prickhead with absolutely nothing to do in secondary school.
ah yes, i referring to my secondary school mates and i.
as i recalled, shakthi learnt alot of things about our female counterparts this week.
well done boy!
hahaha.


looking forward to breakfast with panda and soccer on wednesday.
(: CHEERS.

Saturday, March 14, 2009
dinner at al ameen

March 13th 2009, Friday.

eventful.
we used to hang out frequently on fridays to have dinner.
and yet at some point of our lives,
we stopped meeting.
the tradition ended.

today, the tradition is relived.
and thus, comes a new age of "every friday - i am going to have dinner with my buddies".
i must say today was a very fruitful night.

a reunion among friends.
ahravin, shaun, bam bam, siva and farhana.
the people that mattered as i grow up from an insolent, short haired boy,
to the quick witted young man with flowing cool hair today.
*i know i am praising myself alot, so deal with it.*

as we sat and eat together,
we discussed, laughed and of course - insult each others past.
no one was spared the embarrassment.
but we grew to care for each other deeply as we realise,
there is nothing bigger than friendships when it comes to life.

i cant wait for another outing.
and as i discover things today,
i realised that each of us outgrew our old selves by much.
for example,
as i recalled that i was the hot headed one once.
easy to flare up at the slightest provocation.

but after much growing up,
and at a tender age of 19,
and when your buddies and best friends tells you that
you are '"calm regardless of the situation, and betraying no emotion at all",
it is something to be proud of.

i am bloody excited for the manchester united and liverpool match.
classic was when ahravin (a die hard liverpool fan) mumbled something about
"i wanna bet for man united".
it left siva (another die hard liverpool fan) speechless.
all in all, i am grateful that traditions are uplifted.

another note is this camp that i am going to.
a camp that i was given a position that i did not like at all.
something like a "head boy".
wake up one hour earlier than the rest, and sleep one hour later.
this is going to be some hell of a three days.



aged: 16.
fresh from graduation of secondary school.
how young and tacky we looked.
but nonetheless, we are happy.
i miss the days where we do all the stupid things together.
get into trouble together.
we did something that the school remember us for.
although its not something nice,
its still amazing.



and as we say that there are times whereby we fight,
we argue,
we always come back together as one.
as friends.
as Blueberries. (:



aged: 17

we grew physically, mentally and emotionally mature.
we realised that there are some out there,
that want to hurt us despite our intention of just want to "date" them.
i remember a particular eurasian that really tore my heart into many pieces.
needless to say i recovered from that tiny heartbreak,
and here i am today.
thank you guys.



how can we forget the couple of the year when it comes to all of us.
despite everything that had happened,
i just wish we could be like what we were.
inseparable.
now as we realise that that might not happen as quickly as we like it,
but patience would be key i guess.



aged: 18.

again as we grow to older,
we realise some things are just more important.
our respective partners meant little when it comes to comparison.
the question of "friends or me" are asked by idiots who just want to ask for the sake of asking.
i say "give it to them".

Monday, March 9, 2009
primary school reunions

March 7th 2009.
Saturday.

thanks to liana who told me to meet at 10.
i only got freaking 5 hours of sleep.
no thanks to the early meeting and fanfiction.
damn it - i am addicted to it.
this is because the H/Hr stories are LEGEND - wait for it - DARY!

after much anticipation,
i met my former classmates.
all were surprised to see how much i grew taller and more - charming (and more).
i must say some of the ladies lose alot of their previous insulations,
and damn they grow to be hot stuff.
(:

the initial plan was to eat at kenny rogers.
hell i dont even know that that place existed till liana told me it was a
"CHICKEN MAKAN PLACE".
nice.
but its not halal.
thank god.
i had enough chicken to last me a week - but its not that i am complaining.
sometimes a change of food choice is something what someone needs to make life seems better.

miss zahara might be the teacher that used to scold me ALOT because well i was naughty.
not dirty naughty.
just plain asshole naughty.
but it was all good.
thank her for that.
i become a more "welcome attitude towards disagreements".
this is politically correct.
in short i become - a more highly intelligent asshole.

we went to eat at swensens.
and it was awesome.
teenage girls come and go.
the boys of the old primary 6G came looking and enjoyed the scenery.
as seong voon said "i only play with the ladies",
miss zahara mentioned "better not or i smack your head. i teach all of you boys to be gentlemen".
the boys shifted guiltily in their seats.
we realised we had a fair share of our escapades.
hehehehe.

i saw my old pictures.
bald.
young.
irritating looking.
and very unattractice.
and compare with myself now.

all i can say would probably be: "well done. good job growing up"
wahahaha.
charmed the ladies and they gave me their new handphone numbers.
together with the emails.
not to show off my awesome creativity, but i must admit,
its a pleasant surprise to see the girls all grown up.
*all you guys know what the hell i am talking about. dont pretend.*

so pictures!



the typical class gathering.
12 people in total.
and liana shouted in the middle of suntec city, "OKAY CLASS ATTENDANCE."
i did a series of coughs that turned out to be "teacher's pet".
and i think i got stomped on the foot after that.
and yes when 2 of them girls came close to me,
i said "ah attracted to the nasri magnet i see".
another stomp of the foot.



ignore my smile.
i look very evil there.
and thats my form teacher from primary 4 to 6.
she keep saying that we were one of the mildest to teach.
probably trying to say "charming, intelligent, and all the good things in the world",
but she prefers to keep us in line in terms of big-headedness.



miss zahara, Gason and Seong Voon.
yes.
we were looking at the pictures of our primary 6 self.
freaky to see how much we grow in 7 years.
LONG WAY TO GO.
i jokingly told miss zahara that i was engaged,
she asked me who it was.
i replied "fiona xie".
another stomp on the foot.



on facebook, seong voon commented that this picture is unfairly taken.
there are 3 people that has eyes closed,
and one of them were blocked by my big head.
i retaliated by commenting "only the ones that are good looking enough can their face be truly seen".
nice comeback.
hahahaha.



official boys and teacher photo.
hahaha.
enjoyed it tremendously.
and oh yes.
i am dating.
hahaha.
with.
*drumrolls!*



:D
emma charlotte duerre watson.
dont laugh okay!
chun sang and megan foxx.
arif and maggie q.
so i am with emma watson.
boys can dream right (:
ah what wont i give to go out with emma watson.
lol.

one funny note,
arif's xbox is currently working.
for 30 mins.
HAHAHAHA.
omg.
classic.
her tried to repair it by himself - BUT.
ah well.

anyway.
something that i was tagged to do.

Where is your cell phone - beside me, near the table.
Your hair - awesomely messy.
Your father - is in indonesia on a business trip.
Your favorite thing - my iPod.
Your dream last night - becoming the primera espada.
Your favorite drink - soya bean milk.
Your dream/goal - to have a fantastically stable and huge ass pay job in the future.
The room you are in - the living room.
Your fear - bees.
Where do you want to be in 6 years – in a forensic team.
Muffins - blueberry.
One of your wish list items - htc touch diamond.
Where you grew up - singapore
The last thing you did - watching the matrix.
What are you wearing - boxers and singlet.
Your TV - my own? in my room.
Your pets - haruna and bam bam (HAHAHA JOKING).
Your computer - is healthy to a certain extent.
Your life - could be better if i can realistically meet emma watson.
Your mood - irritated by something.
Missing someone - nope.
Your car - Bugatti Veyron EB 16.4.
Favorite store - levi's store at queensway.
Your summer - in singapore, we dont have summer because everyday is summer. *damn the global warming*
Your favorite color - green.
When is the last time you laughed -
Last time you cried - cant remember.
last person who email me - kai wen regarind the reunion.
my favorite food - mac and cheese with meatballs.
a place I would rather be right now - in a patch of field with emma watson.
The persons I think most likely will respond – haruna, cs and arif.

in my defence, i am not obsesed with emma watson.
i just think she might be one of the reasons why i always smile.
(: