tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60745432011-08-16T16:38:15.656+08:00Barechelor Padluwinnoreply@blogger.comBlogger381100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6074543.post-1138484215452483882006-01-29T02:58:00.000+08:002006-01-29T05:42:37.846+08:00

The Shadow of the WindIt's a story about books.About accursed books, about the man who wrote them, about a character who broke out of the pages of a novel so that he could burn it, about a betrayal and a lost friendship. It's a story of love, of hatred, and of the dreams that live in the shadow of the wind.- pg 182, para 7Setting: In me friends place.-"Hey Lu, i bought this book, but i don't

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It's Christmas time, again.... it's time to be nice to the people you can't stand.It irks me when non-Christian friends send me merry christmas greetings; and i never reply them. (Even as i say this, i'm aware that i come off sounding like an insufferable narrow-minded dogmatic little twerp.)But then it's true.Of course i'm aware that their greetings were borne out of goodwill and cheer; of

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People Aren't ChocolatesBut you know what they are mostly? Bastards. Bastard coated bastards with bastard fillings.And i stand in stark embarressment as a person - a singular of people.'Lilya 4-ever' is a show you don't want to watch. I say again, you don't want to. Anything but it. Heavens please, not it.This Swedish film - set in Russia, about a 16 year old girl- is poignant. Hauntingly

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Avril "de lovely" Lavigne'Nobody's fool' is the title of a song in Avril Lavignes latest album by the same name.It's also her half-baked third rate failuristic attempt at rap.I don't mind so much that rock artists attempt to stretch their pop sensibilities. Or pop artists stretching their rock ones. (whichever it may be in Avril's case - i can never quite figure it out) Often it must be said, i

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What Went WrongOpening thought of the post: "Why drink and drive, when you can smoke and fly?"She averted her eyes.I mean, seriously. How immature does one have to be to avert ones eyes?As much as me, probably. And if i know me, i'f have to say that that's rather pathetic.For a human being. Regardless of age.Note that i use the word "regardless" as opposed to the prevalent but non-standard "

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Bimbo LimboModerately insensitive bachelor, 21, seeks vivacious female with highly developed sense of irony. Should have seen at least three Jackie Chan films, without liking them. No vegans or Mandarin-inclined respondents please. Appreciation of Tolkien, Manchester United and lingerie an asset.. NB: If you so happen to possess killer legs, ignore the above. If you don't, ignore everything.

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More Than Just Wordsi was about to pen a post when the lyrics to this song stopped me dead in my tracks.i guess it's time i run, far far awayfind comfort in pain, all pleasure's the sameit just keeps me from troublehides my true shape, like Dorian Greyi've heard what they said but i'm not here for troubleit's more than just wordsit's just tears and rain- "tears and rain" by mr. james bluntSongs

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Blunt BeautifulShe said "she loves me"...too carelessly.And she said "sai-yo-na-ra"...too casually.But there's nothing to it, i guess.Nothing to get over; nothing to feel bitter; and there's nothing to forgive.I suppose it's simply something one says when you're, you know,not twenty-one.I don't think it's commonplace to receive death-threats for fancying people.I got it on two seperate occassions

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Rhyme & ReasonFast-forward - 2 week old colleagues. At the same blasted over-priced joint. Barely exchanged words, save the commonplace "serve-this-to-table-3-and-make-it-snappy-aight" jargon of the like. Asked me the night before of the whereabouts of my residence. Discovered we lived on opposite sides of the same road. Wondered why it was that we've never met since we mostly worked similar

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About a Boy....about the best bloody brillant book ever written as well.As i was reading it, i kept trying to associate the various chapters in the book to the corresponding scenes in the movie (starring Hugh Grant), but the attempts were of little avail.Well it wasn't that i hadn't watched the movie,because i can remember vividly, the occasion and setting and events leading up to, the evening i

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Restecp!.Sexis the most naturaland beautiful thing in the universe..So what is so wrongabout seeing on TV,what happens betweeen a man,and a woman....and a horse?

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Radioactivity.If you'd ever obeyed the Corrs and Robbie Williams and listened to the radio, you'd find that most callers are of the female gender. And about half of them are malay. Consequently, the educated estimate would be that a good third of all radio callers happen to be malay girls.Which wouldn't be surprising, had this blog posting been based somewhere in the Malay Peninsular, or Brunei,

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Homer, not of the Illiad.I caught the 6am episode of "The sssSSimpsonssss.." on StarWorld this morning.In this one, Springfield's Child Welfare Services appointed the Flanders to be guardians of Brat and Lisa after having found Homer and Marge to be plainly incompetent parents. (No kidding, Holmes) So while in Flanders residence, Ned started a Bible quiz and having noticed Bart and Lisa to be

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More Than Cool Reason.Maybe we're all so starved of intimacy at any level,-That when opportunity so permits us,or if ambiguity so deludes us.-We grasp at any bond of chemistry in our hands,Exalt it upon a pedestal,A pedestal so high, we cannot see it for what it truly is.And perhaps we keep it that high, no matter the cost,For fear of seeing it..For what it truly is.And i do think that is how

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3 Stanzas.This heart of mine,It's worn and weary,It's sorely heavy,But fit for royalty..I hope you get that clear.My heart is yours,To burst or fill,To break or bury,Or wear as jewellry..Whichever you prefer.If you don't mind,I hope you will,I don't mean marry,That's pretty scary..But won't you be my dear?

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My Tribute.Who threw the year's greatest party?We did.Who organised a prom worthy of Law & Mgt?We did.Who struggled, cussed and broke down in the days leading up to prom?We did.Who was prom King?Fabian was.Who were the Kings of prom?We are.Standing there with the team, popping the champagne to the cheers of my peers,all the struggles we thought was in vain,seemed - if i may borrow the words of '

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Law & Mgmt Senior Prom .The Premier Law & Mgt Senior Prom 2005.. ..has arrived. . http://prom.unfelt.org Click for details. You owe it to yourselves.

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The Law of Averages.. ...or should i say, the Averages of Law. Average students, like you and i, live average lives, have average looks, got average talents.. We do average stuff, eat average food, watch average shows.. and when we are lucky, think average thoughts. But what really stinks up this whole equation, is when it makes us believe.. ... that we are truly average. The first Law &

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To Ex-es and Angst.What's the problem with unrequited love?We just don't like it. That's the problem. It's like brains.Some just don't use it.That's the problem.What i think is that it's incredibly narcissistic to imagine that we all in some form or another, deserve the love of others.Which makes us utter mypoic to the fact that every iota of affection we receive from people around, is truly and

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This Wouldn't Take Long.. .Wednesday. 2.18am. In my living room awaiting 'Ed', the hit tv comedy drama about a bowling-alley lawyer. Which isn't to say that he's a lawyer in charge of bowling-alley cases. It really only means that he's a lawyer who also happens to own a bowling alley. Two seperate things. Start. 02:26:17 am Sent: "Michelle Yong, this wouldn't take long: People say you're fat

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The King of Hearts.. ... is the only one amongst the four, without a moustache. .When you think about it, finding the perfect partner is a bit like playing the game of BlackJack. I mean, you get your cards and you make your decision. Do you hold or fold; play or stay; stick or flip ?Do you play safe and settle for nineteen or do you go all out for twenty-one, even if you might end up bust?.I

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The Catcher In The Rye.Some mornings i look into the mirror and see Holden Caulfield stare right back at me..These are the mornings in which i arise and greet the bleak new day with the sudden realisation of one, more or all of the following:.1) There won't ever be a movie with the protagonist based upon my life;2) It's probable i might never own a 9-feet Brunswick Gold Crown pool table;3) I'd

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Caller no. 10 .An episode after work, approx. 7.30, the busstop if Aljunied Mrt. On me ear piece of me Nokia 3200. *ring ring* Mr X : Hulloo, Gold 90 FM! Who's on the line? Me : Luwin. Mr X : Well, congratulations Luwin! You're the tenth lucky caller! you stand a chance to win a pair of tickets to catch the "Innccredibles"! Me : Whoopie. Mr X : So, what's one super power you always wished you

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And I Mean Always.. .Someday, imma gonna become a world renowned author. I weigh my chances at a 50-50. When asked, some friends think i've got a slim chance, but an equal number of others also tell me i've got a fat chance at it. So I suppose opinions are divided on this one. In any case, when i become a world renowned author, i'm gonna write a book. And bed a few chicks i meet at gala

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That's My Girl! .Some ask me how come i'm bachelor. Is my status quo a determination by choice, or otherwise? Truth be told, it's a bit of both. How so? It's something like this. I know the criteria i'm looking for in a girl i'd remotely be willing to spend the rest of my life with, and i know beyond unreasonable doubt that i'm never gonna find her. Consequently, it's become a "i would if i

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Dear Uncle Agony, .I'm a Chinese girl in her teens. I have breasts. My peers all make fun of me and call me unkind names because i'm 'different'. My mum says i'm adopted an assumes no responsibility for my condition. Luckily, my boyfriend of two weeks said he has seen of my "problem" in se veral websites he frequents, and also one of the magazines he subscribes to. He seems very knowlegable on

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The Doner Kebab Theory.....on Women."A nice idea on a post-pub friday night but not the sort of thing you want on the pillow when you wake up the next day."Well well, it's certainly more sound than evolution, and a whole lot simpler than relativity.It's one all men live by, but afraid to admit,and one all women suspect, but choose to deny.Some might argue that that "Fuzzy Wuzzy Feeling /

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Oriental Onyx .So many colours. So much noise. So many faces, wasted individuals. Too little dough. Too much alcohol, coarsing through my capillaries. A few good friends. A lot of fun, on a dark Sunday morning. We sauntered in on aor about 2am, me and co., into this trendy upbeat downtown club teeming with teens and early tweens doing their level best to cope with the mudane pressures of life in

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Divine Retribution .I didn't pay for dinner today. I had a not-so-grand total of $5.30 in my possession, and i had spent great care summing up each and every stall within Suntec City Fountain Atrium's foodcourt. I didn't feel like having rice. For some reason, i never did like rice. Cept for when i'm eating Chicken Kung-pow Chicken Kung-pow invariably has to go with white rice. Any fortune

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The 23rd Psalm .A psalm of David. .1 The LORD is my shepherd ... that's relationship I shall not be in want. ... that's supply 2 He makes me lie down in green pastures, ... that's rest he leads me beside quiet waters, ... that's refreshment 3 he restores my soul. ... that's healing He guides me in paths of righteousness ... that's guidance for his name's sake. ... that's purpose 4 Even though I

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SBS .So there i was, sitting on one of those green seats that faced towards the rear end of the extended vehicle. And facing my direction, were all these people, clad, in awesome splendor, in their very personalised wardrobe. I see a blue Hang Ten - fair enough. A pink top from apparently nowhere - wise move, designer dude. A murky green spaghetti strap - pasta never looked this good. bet on it

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If... .it makes your day, i'd do it; it rocks your world, i'd say it; it bakes your cake, i'd make it; it flicks your switch, i'd achieve it; it rows your boat, i'd resolve it; it lights your match, i'd see to it; it meets your needs, i'd bear it; ...so long as you like it, i'd give myself for it. But at the end of the day, i'd be proud to say: "I did it my way."

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A Celebratory Cocktail .Pretty girls, Pretty girls... They do strange stuff to us men. We stand up straight for them, and tuck in our shirts. They make us buy fancy cars. And when we can't get them, we do stupid things. I hope you're not a pretty girl.

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Duality .Heraclitus once claimed that the world is characterized by its opposites. He pointed out that: "If we were never ill, we would not know what it was to be well. If we never knew hunger, we would take no pleasure in being full. If there were never any war, we would not appreciate peace. And If there was no winter, we would never see spring." That's coined the theory of "Dualism". It

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A Giant Leap for Mankind."Worth spending your last $7 to see it." - That's what the Straits Times said. Back then, movies were a flat 7 bucks. Anytime, anywhere. Testament to the fact that life was always simpler in the good ol' days. Well, maybe not simpler. Perhaps just less tricky. I still didn't catch "Apollo 13" though. It was based on a true story. And back when I was 12, real life was

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Perhaps Tomorrow.Time is a concept. Not an entity that we may gain or lose it. What may yet come to pass, And along with it, the opportunities found within them, Are the circumstances we meet each waking day. We are then faced with two courses: To either await the opportune conditions, In order that we may realise that purposeful change we'd always dreamt of, Or we can create the circumstantial

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18.11.03.November 18, 2003, is a good day. A day worthy of remembrance; a day of fine significance; it is a day of extensive ramifications. Yet what was done, is nothing more than that which is demanded of me- "This I say therefore, and insist on it in the Lord, that ye henceforth walk not as Gentiles walk, in the futility of their thinking..." - Paul to fellow-believers (Ephesians 4:17) Today

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Genesis.The start of it all... first of the standard lines. For a literally little 19 yr ol chap home-bound in the epochal sun soaked, rain drenched island of Sgp, i'm surprised i made it thus far. Then again, u can't really flounder in this cradle of benevolent dictatorship operating under cover of a florid curtain of democracy by a certain trinity. - "the father, the son, and the holy Goh."

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