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Experience is a hard teacher because she gives the test first and the lesson afterward. If people ask me what's the most important thing I had learned in secondary school, i'd say experience. As we all know experience is a way to cover for your mistakes & another way to phrase making mistakes but make you sound great. & then those very same people will ask me if that's all I learned for 5 years in there. I would unreluctantly say 'yeah'. Alot of people in my secondary school days said I'm weird. Actually, alot of people now still say I'm weird but I don't care. Because, that's what inspires me to grow a beard. Some will ask how are those two related. I don't bother explaining to then cuz they won't get it. Plus, I'm too lazy to speak to pests. So I just make sounds & pretend it's gibberish words. They will go 'huh'? and I will say 'nevermind'. When i was young, I developed a phobia without realizing. Id al...

I thought when I stopped smoking, I would be able to save some money for my marriage. But little did I know, I'd get hooked to something else. What is that something else? You wouldn't have guessed it. Video games are a part of me. Even with thorough counselling & great ordeal, that particular habit will never be wiped out. You can say I'm neurotic & all but I don't care. Why should I care about what others say? It doesn't bring any good. Unless a calamity or an apocalypse is considered to be good for you. Video games keep me from being lonely. Cigarettes used to be my best friend but even something inanimate like it can leave me after scarring me internally so don't blame for having trust issues. I'd love to marry an authentic human being but at this rate, I'd be lucky enough to even get a virtual companion. Or a doppleganger. It's easy for me to do a favor for someone & get thrown into the firing line. Sacrifice is in fact my second mid...

Someone once told me I have an ugly smile. Not sure if nicotine or tar had anything to do with that but one thing for sure is it hurt me oh so badly when she said it. Can I help it if I was born this way? From then on, I pledge not to smile anymore unless necessary. Even though it was an 'on the net comment', I still take what she said seriously. That's how serious of a person I am. If she had told me that right infront of my face, id probably break down to tears on the spot & run away from the scene like a little girl who had just been scolded by her mom. Then I wouldn't just be ugly. I'd be an ugly sissy. Smilling is the key to the gate of success. I learnt that from my experience of refraining from smiling. If I tell someone she looks pretty while having a fierce look on my ugly face, that girl will run away without hesistation & turning her head back. When I put a smirk on my face, the girl will thing i am gonna rape her so she'll run away too. But, ...

Have you ever wonder how you life looks through someone elses eyes? Or how bout this. What if what you think you're really good at turns out to be otherwise? You think you're a real pro in something only to see someone do it without breaking a sweat or shifting a strand of hair. Total mind blowing. I use to think that my right foot is really accurate in shooting a ball. But after thinking back, I realize that my shot to goal ratio with my left foot is far more outstanding than my right. Righty may have scored more goals in games but it's only due to the fact that I hardly use my weaker foot to shoot. I only do that when the situation beckons & when i didnt have much time to shift to my right. Most of the time though, it reaps a reward. A goal that is. Yesterday afternoon, while playing during PE, this stats suddenly came to me while I had the ball in control, hanging. So I let fly a left foot volley and found the net. It happened in just a split second. Goes to show an...

My master once told me, if you find a job that you love, you wouldn't have to work a single day. If only I know what she meant. The problem is, it's impossible to live your dreams here in Singapore. I've always imagine myself working in a video game store. I love video games. But I hate the fact that it's in the store. We either have to use money to make it leave the place or work there to test it out. But the aforementioned phrase in the first paragraph kinda gets half fulfilled. When I daydream about working in a video store, it would go a little something like this. A pretty girl who doesn't look like she has a tinge of video game interest at all comes up to me & asks for the latest games. I would ask her to get out of here as a form joke. But she doesn't get it. She gets the wrong idea & thinks I really mean it. She will then storm out. Not without handing me a souvenir though. A handprint on the ugly face. Doesn't make it look uglier. In fact, ...

It's funny how my teacher thinks I'm old enough to get married. But what's really hysterical is he believes I am capable enough to be a father. Yes. Haha. Sarcasm aside, I think the facts speak for themselves here. How can any girl wanna marry me. Unless they're blind. Or deaf. Or dead. If that's the case I wouldn't wanna marry them then. I'll probably even need go get a matchmaker if I wanna stay on track with the target. Before im thirty. If I'm desperate enough, I might even get myself a Vietnamese bride. & then maybe abuse her. Speaking of abuse, did you hear about the young dad who managed to raise his kid without any problems thus grooming him to become a university grad? Yeah. I'm sure you haven't cuz no such thing has happened yet. I hope to be in the history books in the future. Alone. Not with my son. My social life is pretty much as exciting as a silent movie nowadays. It consists of just school & work. I never have the time to...