<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11253770</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:22:42.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1 big 1 small</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Feim@o</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18029516950278978286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11253770.post-115808519070880024</id><published>2006-09-12T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T11:19:50.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>strange sightings</title><content type='html'>This world is full of strange people doing strange shit, and i have a knack for catching strange ppl in action. which leaves a question wide open. Am i the strangest fat ass ard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, i saw a boi at canteen B carpark acting all atas zoomin in on his BMW 7 series. There were like 4 babes in his chariot which makes the monster of a machine a babe mobile, as opposed to the bat mobile ( hur hur hur ). Does driving a 7 series brings in the babes? anyway, not that i can drive one anyway, the closest i had was a BMX 199o series. even that lost out to the obnoxious kid next dooe who ride a shimano mountain bike. Him falling and knocking out his 2 front teeth was the wish then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, babe in red tube got out and strut off. Boi zoom off in his 7 series and my eyes went back to the babe. How come she has to take a bus? 7 series too busy sending the other 3 babes? the answer came rite up in the form of a jaguar x-type sovereign. yup, babe in red tube drove away in a jaguar x-type sovereign. where is she going in that tank?!?!?!?!?!? mebbe she can drive me and she will have a fat ass mobile, complementing that big ass car itself&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11253770-115808519070880024?l=bigfeimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/feeds/115808519070880024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11253770&amp;postID=115808519070880024' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default/115808519070880024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default/115808519070880024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/2006/09/strange-sightings.html' title='strange sightings'/><author><name>Feim@o</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18029516950278978286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11253770.post-115791133681998201</id><published>2006-09-10T10:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T11:02:16.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end</title><content type='html'>Every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end... This is lyrics from the song closing time by semisonic. this is a song i always hold close to my heart. As of this song, the past 1/2 a year has been very eventful indeed, i experienced plenty of endings and beginnings. And some are pretty ugly. However, no matter wat, at the end of the day, everything turns out fine and everyone is happy, so which leads me to think, is ending really always a sad deal? Does a new beginning always bring happiness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, baozhen ask me to start updating if not she will kick my fatass, violent inclined  ger, scare the shit out of me, so yah im back for now. watch this space. cheerios&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11253770-115791133681998201?l=bigfeimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/feeds/115791133681998201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11253770&amp;postID=115791133681998201' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default/115791133681998201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default/115791133681998201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/2006/09/every-new-beginning-comes-from-some.html' title='Every new beginning comes from some other beginning&apos;s end'/><author><name>Feim@o</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18029516950278978286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11253770.post-114248664415912196</id><published>2006-03-15T21:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T09:37:37.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'>KL revisited</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4577/905/1600/IMG_2531.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised that i haven said anything about the trips i took with the bros back in june last year. ITs such a shame for the memories are not so fresh in my mind anymore, i'll just say some of the more memorable incidents. The trip to Genting/KL was pretty though planned long ago was executed hastily. And though the destinations are no exactly exciting, but as kiat put it so aptly, its the company that matters, and in this company, i truly enjoyed myself. IT was rather unforgetable. some of the things that happened,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. We gathered 1 hour earlier before coach departue cuz limbei cock up, hence we chilled at a nice joint called the lighthouse just across the street opposite Lavender MRT station. The finger food there are really nice by the by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. We wrecked havoc during the trip with our nonsenses, taking silly fotos, tokking shits, irrtating the shit out of other holliday makers who wanted to catch their 40 winks and we used the massage fuction of the chair like 1000000 times so we can make the extra 20 bucks worth it. Got 1 auntie super pissed at me coz i constantly rocked the chair. Man she got no sense of fun... . We made a pact not to fall a sleep as wwe must soak up every moment of the trip up north. But unfortunately, brothers all bueh zai cept me and kiat, all fell asleep even before we reached KL. Along the way up, there was 3 stopovers and at ayer hitam, we alighted for some light refreshment of laksa, milo, raime burger, toast and eggs chips etc.. muahahah. Finally, we reached the madness peak above that is Genting!!!!! even before the coach open its doors, already a few buggers donned their jackets. We, being hot blooded young men, decided to 挑战 the extreme, so we went down to be hit by icy sharp jabs of coldness. It was not just cold, it was BbrrRRR... cold. Action pack jiayong who just returned from Michigan walked with his chest high and claimed that it felt like summer in michigan..-_- GAn si lang hao lian..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Because i was the one who booked the trip, and because i was damn kiasu i did not want to depart on Friday morning for we will reach on Friday afternoon, i chose to depart on Thur night and reach by Fri morning, so we will have an extra day of fun. IT turned out to be the worst decision i have ever made thus far. When we arrived in the wee hour of the morning, we could not check in to the hotel yet, and all the shops are still closed, there is but 1 place to spend our time, the single most powerful element that attracts people to Genting, the thrills and spills that comes with it, the CASINO!!!!!!!..... Now all of us were relative newbies, so we made quite a few jokes of ourselve, but nontheless, it was fun... IN THE BEGINNING... we chanced upon an empty 大小 table and we were pleasantly surprised for there is no one to fight wif us.. how every ignorant of us young pricks.. NABEH, we should have known sia, bo lang equals 包输. Anyway, we happily dei our bets and slowly but surely, we fall preys to the casino and joined the list of dunnoe how many million suckers. Namely, we bet big, it open small, for like 20 rounds. in the end, all of us lost. i lost the least, around 70 RM. the rest lost at least 100 RM and my MAN zhikai, MY roomie who has the 堵神 blood in him, he is the most hongan-ed. HE went down in a blaze of glory, losing about 500 RM!!!!! muahahhaha..... AFter that, we concluded that gambling is a vice we must not fuck around with, so we went to the hotel room and played mahjong instead.. hahahah courtesy of alvin, his miniature mahjong set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. We did not go too much places in Genting, basically just walking around, soaking up the clouds. We took a few pictures and imgine that we are in shu shan, and we are the warriors of mountain ZU. muahahhaha!!!! We went to the hotel's restaurant for a buffet breakfast and determined to eat back wat Genting owes us, we ate about 100000 sunny side ups, for there was nothing nice really.... dammit. We took a bus down to KL and that was when the FUN really started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Before we even went on the trip, i already devised a seemingly cunning plan to 'scam' the hotel that we all were staying, it was Berjaya Times Square. Here was my plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 of us were to go on this trip together, zhikai, chunkait, alvin, jiayong, roger and limbei, when i booked the trip, i booked for 5 people only, so we took a double room and a triple room. until the very last day before we set off, i included 1 more place and hence this threw the original plans into mayhem as now, we need a triple room. despite the short notice, the agency and the hotel, eager to earn our money, agreed to the last minute addition readily. So when we checked into Berjaya that day, i knew that the wheels were already in motion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: so here is our hotel voucher, can we checked into our 2 triple rooms now?*smiles*&lt;br /&gt;Check in counter: ERm sorry sir, but our record shows 1 triple and 1 double. mebbe you made mistake.&lt;br /&gt;Me: but i have the vouchers here which clearly stated that i have 2 triple rooms, side by side. how can i be wrong??&lt;br /&gt;Check in counter: erm, this is the holiday seasons and we ran out of triple rooms already. mebbe we can provide a mattress for the additional guests?&lt;br /&gt;me: WAt was that??!?!?!? we paid the full amount so that we can sleep on mattress??&lt;br /&gt;Check in counter: SOrry sir let me make some arrangements.....&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHAAHHA...... i knew wat arrangement he was going to make. i got this plan from Zac, who visited the place a few months back. he got the same deal too, by mistake of cuz. not everyone as cunning as me. In the end, to appease us, the hotel decided to put us up in the luxury suite, where there is a living room, 2 bedrooms, a kitchen and 1 hell of a ass kicking view for the room was on the 2nd last storey. MUAHAHAHAHAHHA......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Next, we went to the Petaling street, the tang ren jie of KL to shop around. this is the chiong stuffs haven. everything that is chiongable can be found here. we were enjoying ourself, shopping and eating(the popiah is thick as subway burger and cost 1.20 RM.. hows that for a bargain) until when i came across this 黑店。At the point of time, only jiayong was with me. i came across this leather slingbag that i really fancy, the shopkeep walked up and said, 老板，70 卖你. I knew that we have to make a bargain over there, so i said, 50 lar. e said cannot as he will operate at a loss which is bullshit for the cheebye bag probably cost 10 bucks to produce. Anyway, we walked away and that Ahbeng shop owner chased me and said that he is willing to sell it to me at 60. i was pretty determined to to let him get the better end of the bargain but he wld not bulge. So we walked away further. he kept pestering me to a point which i really dun feel like wanting the bag anymore, even if he gave it to me. So i said i dunw an it anymore. He decided that he cannot lose the first customer for its decidedly bad luck to lose the first customer of the day. so he sid 50 lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: nah我不要了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the robber/shopkeeper heard this, he went ballistic man..... he just kept cussing and cussing and he pulled me by the hisrt and his cronies of robbers start to advance on us menacingly, he loks like he is going to stick me with a knife anytime man. i was damn horrified. He den told me that he will sell the bag to me at 40, he threw the bag in my face, and demand that i pay up. i paid without hesitation man. i dun want to die in some dirty streets in KL. fucking hell... that was really enough kick for a day. we got the hell out really fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. We were walking along the Berjaya time square areas and keeping our eyes out for chicks. mind you, we were at the orchard of KL and it was a sunday. CHICK watch came to a grand total of NIL. how fucking pathetic is that man? no babes at all, we walked around more and den, the closest we can get to a chick is this&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4577/905/1600/IMG_2531.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4577/905/1600/IMG_2531.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4577/905/400/IMG_2531.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we decided to give it a pass.... bamboo chicks are not hot at all....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11253770-114248664415912196?l=bigfeimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/feeds/114248664415912196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11253770&amp;postID=114248664415912196' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default/114248664415912196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default/114248664415912196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/2006/03/kl-revisited.html' title='KL revisited'/><author><name>Feim@o</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18029516950278978286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11253770.post-114226629250995596</id><published>2006-03-13T07:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T08:11:32.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'>beh peo po</title><content type='html'>Back when i was still a young brat, i remember vividly my dad used to bring our family out to the local hawker centre for ji cha.. at the coffee shop, there is always a boy holding a pile of newspaper and running about hollering out loud stretching his lungs capacity... he will go, "beh peo po beh peo po!!!!!" when he went fast and furious, it went like this.... ma pi po ma pi po.... The uncles around the coffeeshop(my father inclusive) will eagerly reached in their pockets for the much precious fifty pence and they will get get their beh peo po... po zua is actually newspaper and beh peo is 4-D but the irony is that beh peo po is not actually not 4-D newspaper. it is actually the lian he wan bao, so the fifty pence is actually used to buy the small box at the upper right hand corner of the newspaper. The box which contained the week's winning numbers. That was when we do not have the internet, the teletext, the wap services and the 95.8.  where is the boy now? this reminds me of a song by bon jovi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days, the stars seems out of reach&lt;br /&gt;these days, there aint no ladders on the streets&lt;br /&gt;these days are tough, nothing last in this graceless age&lt;br /&gt;there aint noboday left but us these days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11253770-114226629250995596?l=bigfeimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/feeds/114226629250995596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11253770&amp;postID=114226629250995596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default/114226629250995596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default/114226629250995596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/2006/03/beh-peo-po.html' title='beh peo po'/><author><name>Feim@o</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18029516950278978286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11253770.post-114191301713404010</id><published>2006-03-09T05:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T06:15:26.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Footwear thieves ought to be hanged by genitalias and be stoned to death.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I came back from my very demanding internship and i was definitely not expecting to be greeted with the sight of someone stealing my footwear. i saw someone pacing abt ouside my room and i decided to do sum sleuthing, so i went up to my room from another staircase instead of taking the usual one, the walls provided me excellent cover despite the fact that im a fat bastard. I sneaked up frombehind the suspected perpetrator and what i saw shocked me beyond imagination, for on this asshole's feet were the crocs sandles that baozhen gave me for my birthday.He tried to look around left and right to ensure that he is sneaky enuff... great steathy work there asshole.... i asked him what the fuck he wants wearing my shoes and he started to throw in my face a barrage of thickly chinese accented words which i completely 抓不到球。i was two steps short of giving the asshole a flying round house kick that is powerful enough to send his sorry ass back to Mainland China. But in the end, i decided to give him a chance not becaouse im nice, but i like to see people being snooked, he will clearly be snooked, for he is obviously wearing my sandals without any good reasons. so i asked him nicely why, my crocs sandals is on his feet. The cockster gave me a shit eating toothy grin and exclaimed that he is here to visit his fren and that he needed to go to the toilet to shit and he did not want to wear his shoes, so he wore my crocs sandals instead. He told me not to worry....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SO HERE IS THE DEAL, MAD CHINA MAN HERE WANTS ME TO FEEL RELIEVED BECAUSE HE WANTS TO WEAR MY EXPENSIVE CROC SANDALS THAT Baozhen BOUGHT TO PANG SAI!!!! THE MERE FACT THAT INSTEAD OF WEARING THE 3 PAIRS OF CHEAP ASS SLIPPERS OUTSIDE MY ROOM TO PANGSAI, HE WORE THE RATHER CUMBERSOME CROCS SANDALS IS ENOUGH TO TELL ME THAT HE IS A LYING SON OF A BITCH, HE STILL TRIES TO ASSURE ME AND TOLD ME NOT TO WORRY.. ITS EITHER HE IS DECIDEDLY STUPID OR HE FEELS THE SAME ABOUT ME. EITHER WAY, I WAS NOT VAGUELY AMUSED BY HIS LITTLE ITALIAN JOB. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Before i can protest, he dashed into the toilet, took a pee and came out looking like a stud. At that instant, all the WWF finishing moves came into my mind and i was so spoilt for choice which one to use. i decided that a tiong zai(middle finger) followed by a stone cold stunner is enff to send my message acrosse loud and clear. den he gave me another one of his toothy grin and he jus walked away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i hope his offsprings have no footwear for the next 3 generations. FUCK YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11253770-114191301713404010?l=bigfeimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/feeds/114191301713404010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11253770&amp;postID=114191301713404010' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default/114191301713404010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default/114191301713404010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/2006/03/footwear-thieves-ought-to-be-hanged-by.html' title='Footwear thieves ought to be hanged by genitalias and be stoned to death.'/><author><name>Feim@o</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18029516950278978286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11253770.post-114155365376207512</id><published>2006-03-05T01:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T02:14:13.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smallville</title><content type='html'>And so i was trying to lose weight and to allan wu-ed up myself abit, and so i went to th the gym to rid those adipose tissues and to attain a ripped physique. It was a rather bad gym day for me. i was feeling all lerthargic and definitely no motivation to try to lift those weights. i ended up doing some static crunches and push-ups. Before long, i snapped out of wallowing in the pathetic state and started to advance menacingly towards the very imposing looking barbell... it was a good 20 kg and i intended to do bicep curls with it. After a very satisfactory count of 3, i decided that i cannot feel my arms anymore and i gave up....i heaved up my chest like a manly man and then in all angriness, i proceed to do my crunches and push-ups all over again... -___-".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly the gym door swung open in full force and there at the doorway stood the scrawniest version of a boy. he was wearing this Air Jordan jersey and Air jordan shoes, Your standard air jordan fan, can find in all basketball courts in singapore, basketballs not included. i swaer i could hear him do a rendition of I Believe I Can Fly by R.Kelly man. For those who dunnoe the connection, I Believe I Can Fly is the theme song for the movie starring Michael jordan and for those who dunnoe who is MJ, He is the greatest basketballer of all time, scoring more than 60 points in a match where his team Chicago bulls scored a total of 90 points.. thats more than 2/3 man. And for those who dunnoe who R.kelly is, He is the grammy winning R&amp;B crooner who is also a very active paedophile, always in the limelight for shagging 10-14 yr old lolitas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. air jordan walked in and gave me a stare down and i had in good mind to go to the SRC office to lodge a complaint for i am very certain that this pre-pubescent air jordan is definitely not a student of NTU. He look way too young and he actually gave a very gan jiong look at the survelliance camera. But soon. he started to get frenly and strike a small talk with it is a good thing because i was ready to gave him a F U followed byt a 5 knuckles shuffle. And i was right, he is only 16 and he came in to play basketball, so he wanted to see see look look the gym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before Air Jordan left, he has the courtesy to walk over and say a very frenly goodbye to me. den before he left, he chanced upon a 35 kg barbell and he casually picked it up and did 10 bicepp curls. I swear his hands are thin like chopstick man.. and not lean muscular thin... just thin thin. He did not even break a sweat man, its so eerie the way he put it down and smile again before leaving. And then, it suddenly dawned me.... this guy aint air jordan. He is a Kryptonian!!! He is CLark Kent and this is smallville!!!!!! i dunnoe abt u man, im keeping a look out for Peter Parker from now on. If we can have superman, why not spideyman?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11253770-114155365376207512?l=bigfeimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/feeds/114155365376207512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11253770&amp;postID=114155365376207512' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default/114155365376207512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default/114155365376207512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/2006/03/smallville.html' title='Smallville'/><author><name>Feim@o</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18029516950278978286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11253770.post-113697732430493187</id><published>2006-01-11T00:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T03:03:01.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 last breathe</title><content type='html'>Recently, i am being hit by bouts of excruciating pain in my chest . The pains brought back frightful memories of that fateful night... It was almost 1 and a half yr ago. i was in my room and it was around 2 am in the morning. I kept felt excited, not exhilerating excitement, more like heart thumping excitement, all while i was lying on my bed doing nothing, worrying abt nothing. suddenly, i felt sharp stabbing pain in my chest, over where my heart was, its almost like an invisible hand reached into my chest and gave my heart a frightfully strong squeeze. I was grappled with fears. i could not breath and when i wanted to stand up, my legs wobbled uncontrollably and gave way. i have to try to crawl to the door and get help. I had a really hard time crawling to the door. The gan jiongness and the numbing sensation in my limbs did not help much with the situation.&lt;br /&gt;After ard 2 min later, the suffocating hold was lifted and my lungs burnt with the sudden rush of harsh moist air. i greedily devour the air in short rapid burst knowing that i can go into hypertension any moment. Slowly, my pallor disappear and i was breathing again. that night, i opend the door and sat by it till 7 in the morning. i cannot sleep, i must not sleep for i don't want to die in my sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the doctor the following day and the doctor refered me to a specialist but i did not go. i made up my mind that i will quit smoking and tt i did. I never encounter the pains anymore until recently. recently, i have been feeling it more and more. An i suddenly realised, at this point of time i am here making a blog entry but i can probably den up dead the next min. And when the time for judgement comes, when i have reached the 1 last breathe, what will be going thru my mind? Many times, i allow myself to wallow in alot of unhappiness and dislikes. i just realise that at te last breathe, there will be many things tt i wanna do, many words hat i wanna say and many wrongs i wanna put right. But that last breathe will not be enough for all these things. And so today, i shall say certain things to certain people who are important in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall start with the 2 people that gave life to me. My mum and my dad. I was never a good boy. always making them upset. especially my mum. there were times when i was immature, felt ashamed of my parents for alot of things that doesnt matter. how come my frens can go on holidays on planes and yet, the nearest feel i have wif a plane are the occasional visits to Changi Airport. I lament that my frens have parents that are rich and they can get the Nike trainers as and when they like. i broke my parents heart many times by not striving to work hard back in Jc. Even now, when i think of the subjects i da-baoed(failed), i felt quietly ashamed. My dad is a great man. Not Mahatma Ghandhi great, but just a great father and a great husband who will slave it out just so that his family can live decently with dignity. He stopped studying when he was in primary 6.&lt;br /&gt;Back then, the situation was not like now. being educated meant that at least 15 years of life would be wasted not working. and back when poverty ruled, that was unacceptable. However, a small reason why my dad stopped schooling was becuz he just cannot click with books. he used to say that the books studied him more than he studied the books. Having p6 education is not getting him anyway. So he found a job with a spray painting workshop. He picked up a craft turning old ugly cars into brand new cars wif new coats of paintwork. thru honesty and pure diligence, my dad went on to set up a workshop himself. The money was good in the past as 2nd hand cars were in great demand. Over the years, everything that are undesirabl caught on. age and health being 2 of the major issues. The nature of my dad's job is physically demanding. he works 7 days a week and the only holiday that he does not work is the Lunar New Year. He is getting older now and he also suffered numerous injuries along the years. the injuries were left un attended to becuz medical fees are steep and he wld rather use the money for our welfare. In recent years, new cars are getting cheaper and people naturally switch to buying new cars. His humble business suffered and our comfortable lifestyle have to be adjusted. When i entered uni, i knew abt loans offered by the university and i eagerly tried to get one, only to have the idea shot down by my dad. He is from the old shcool of thots and he would rather work his ass off to get the money than to owe anything to anyone. I told him not to worry abt that and that i will be able to return the money when i started working. He told me plainly that he will not want me to have that burden and he wld rather exhaust all he has now. A normal sensible child wold den try to study hard so as not to let his father down. but being the ungrateful lump that i am, i failed a couple of subjects in school becuz of reasons that are not significant at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my father: I am sorry that i cannot be the son that u can be proud of YET. From this day on, i will strive to do my best and hopefully make u proud of me one day. I was fuck wrong. There is nothing shameful abt your life at all. You have a decent and clean life and our fmily is always the centre of your attention. You manage to give us a comfortable living with ur blood and sweat. I know we never have this habit in our family to say that we love each other, but i really and sincerely want to say that i love you and there is no other man in this world i want to take your place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will talk abt other people in later entries. ......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11253770-113697732430493187?l=bigfeimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/feeds/113697732430493187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11253770&amp;postID=113697732430493187' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default/113697732430493187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default/113697732430493187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/2006/01/1-last-breathe.html' title='1 last breathe'/><author><name>Feim@o</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18029516950278978286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11253770.post-113516261880038372</id><published>2005-12-21T01:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T02:56:58.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quite the happy like fuck boi</title><content type='html'>Yeah!!! wo hao kai xin ar!!!! why why why? becuz i beo-ed my results from the space between my very chubby 3rd and 4th fingers and i realised tt i only bao-ed 1 subject, the one tt i know fa sure i will bao... which is all good becuz 2 other modules which i thot will buang, i got Ds.. and the other 3 i alo got Ds.. which amount to a grand total of 4 Ds and an F and sum boliao Bs for labs.. given a normal sutdent under normal circumstances, such results will probably cuz gek sim-ness... i do feel abit gek sim when i reality hits and i know tt i shld not be getting such results in year 3. but looking back, i admit tt this sem is the most lum nua sem of my ntu life. there are 2 modules tt i never attend tutorials b4. So i accept the fact tt this is ,my zhi zhuo nie... anyway, i shall do the same thing i do every sem after getting results. i will promise myself tt i will do well next academic sem.. yah tok onli dun need money mah, so tok first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd happy dai ji... i got a call, a call that i was waiting for, a call tt makes my day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd happy dai ji.. wahhahahaha today is the deciding match for hall 5 volleyball team. we win hall 9, we advance to the quarters. we lose and we are knocked out. i was so worried ans stress abt this match tt i cant sleep. The fact the we lost to them just 2 weeks agao and tt we have never beat them for the past 2 yrs does not help at all.... den i haf to go supper last nite and eat the duck noodle... ka chng jiu.... got meepok i dun want, got prata i dun want.. go and try the duck.. shulda known tt the duck looks like it has been hung there since morning and tt it appears sumone has use it to bai ti gong b4... i stubbornly order and eat and this morning, i lau-ed my intestine out sia....  the leg nua diao.. den the ka chng sore from the running sai tap.. it was just killing me softly.... den went downstairs and realise tt the gers hadn't put the vballs in ruixian's rooma from their last mtach and we are without any balls for warm up.. this is definitely bueh swee and i was just tt close to peng kui-ing. heng heng we got the balls and we proceed to warm ups. Now i dunnoe how many ppl realise tt this volleyball team means alot to me. when i was captain previous 2 yrs, it was really bullshit for the training was minimal and we just went there to tio tock by other halls. This time round, i was rather determined tt we will not be the hall tt ppl will look and say.. eh heng ar.. tio hall 5... this yr's intake of freshies is really like tio beh peo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. yuan lai and yuan de are amazing, so amazing tt they earn themselves a reputation.. they are known in the ntu vball scene as 'THE TWINS' oooohhhh scarys hit.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Frederick is needless to say, the most value added player yet, str from the terrifying realms of St hildas' secondary sch, he proved his worth in more than 1 occasions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. cheekim was previously from NJc, my junior in nj vball team. he is so farnie he cracks my side all the time. without him, the team will definitely be weaker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Tianshun is really a great team mate, forever believing in the fact tt i can spike the opponents ass off despite the fact tt fatty tissues are deposited on my body in an alarming rate. He is the most seasoned Ih player in the team and we cant do without him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Guomin is the giant tt we all love. he scare the piss out of opponents wif his menacing height, den he scare the shit out of them wif his thunderous spikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Kevin tho cant train wif us much becuz of he xiang bu kai, go and sign on, did make an impact wif the team for his steadfastness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. ruixian is undeniably the player tt made the most improvemnt in the shortest time. wat i achieved in 2 yrs, he did it in 3 months. soojing take note, this is ur next vball captain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. yong xiang may look and tok and behave like a cock, he is really dedicated when it comes to volleyball. he always stay back to carry on training when our weekly trainings end. this is wat i like in a player.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all this valuable players, i must say tt hall 5 volleyball never look better for the past 3 yrs. we commenced training just 3-4 weeks into the semester so as to have netter team play and bondings. All this paid off today i must say. Today, we beat Hall 9 for the first time in 3 years!!! everyone play like a stud today. and let me hao lian abit.. i did a spike sia!!!!! and when my teammates told me tt was the best spikes of the team yet, i really beamed wif pride. tian shun i did not let u down hor!!! Advancing into the quarters feels good and i really must thank all the vball players for the time and affort sacrificed. especially tian shun and guomin, taking time off from their FYPs. Cheekim taking time off from from his busy VAS president's schedule. i also wanna thank 'THE TWINS' and frederick for being so passionate despite the fact tt they are not staying in hall next yr. I want to thank ruixian and yong xiang for being so enthu abt volleyball even tho they dun play much vball in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know tt i shuld not be writing such stuffs yet since we still hav another match, but i cant help it and also i might not have a chance to play since i will will be having ICT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also wanna thank all the supporters for coming down to cheer for us. ppl like manling, geok shan, dorothy and weiting especially since they are there for all the matches. i also wanna thank robin and soojing and all the JCRC ppl for their support. this is truly a HAll effort. We will try to advance into the semis... thanks for all the supports and the cheerings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11253770-113516261880038372?l=bigfeimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/feeds/113516261880038372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11253770&amp;postID=113516261880038372' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default/113516261880038372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default/113516261880038372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/2005/12/quite-happy-like-fuck-boi.html' title='Quite the happy like fuck boi'/><author><name>Feim@o</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18029516950278978286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11253770.post-113220881703674177</id><published>2005-11-16T22:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T22:28:41.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Countdown to hell</title><content type='html'>My name is CHong Ming and if you know chinese, my name means that I am smart and exteremely clever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only am I clever, I am also as handsome as Brat Pitt and bear several similarities with him. For e.g, eyes, ears, mouth, nose, hands, legs etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To most of my friends who know me, I am also a very good volleyball player eventhough I started playing it only since few years ago. Even Roger or Kiat cannot compete with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tts all for this short blog. back to studies!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11253770-113220881703674177?l=bigfeimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/feeds/113220881703674177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11253770&amp;postID=113220881703674177' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default/113220881703674177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default/113220881703674177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/2005/11/countdown-to-hell.html' title='Countdown to hell'/><author><name>Feim@o</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18029516950278978286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11253770.post-112836567817620434</id><published>2005-10-03T10:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T11:54:45.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An encounter with the ambiguous kind</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;Okay, so there i was strolling to school in the company of the rather pretty si hui or fbt shorts... by the by.. let me tok abit abt sihui... sihui is someone that i know not too long ago.. mebbe say a yr at most. she has small eyes that go smaller still when she smile. fbt shorts is a nickname i gave her. She is realli into fbt shorts, and its those damn short kind. cuz apparently, according to an unknown source, she has nice legs. I dunnoe abt the legs part, but one thing i do know is that Miss Han Sihui is extremely generous wif her shampoo.. for whenever i walked past her after thse bathe, i will be strangled by the scent of her shampoo till blood will squirt out of the veins of my already popping out eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;So anyway, like i was saying, i was walking to school wif shampoo lady... den when we were at near heritage centre, this neatly dressed china man in his mid thirties approached me, why me, perhaps he was intoxicated by sihui's hair smell. He came to me and very politely asked me the directions to a place in very heavily accented chinese. he asked me where is NANYANG WAI(1) LI(3).... rite... so clearly i dunnoe where on earth tt is, so i asked him for more details.. so he said it is near the heritage centre which is to our rite, den he said it is near the yunnan garden which is to our left, so naturally being a very good engineering student, i will interpolate his desired direction to the centre, which is where we were standing, which is the shuttle bus terminal... and also, i did not manage to catch wat he said, so i asked again... ermm yao qu na li.... den he went... NANYANG WAI (1) LI(3)... okay man.. no mistake this time round.... he really say nanyang wai li... there is no such place lor... so in order to help him best i could, i try to peer into his address book to get a better look, and wat i saw shock me beyond my darkest nitemare.... inside was a full paged of very jumbled up chinese character written in fan ti style... goodness gracious great balls of fire.... fan ti chinese to me is like erm.... zimbabwean to me.... i realise i cant help this guy at all... den he seem to understand tt i need more info, so he said... nanyang wai li 7 hao.... den he tell me its number 7... like it help.. so i apologize and we walked on... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;me: did u hear wat he was saying??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;sihui: no.... sounds like erm.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;me: nanyang wai li??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;sihui: yes yes yes.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;so i did not hear wrongly.. he is going to this place call the NANyang crooked reason(direct translation). Sihui was super amused.... for she think my translation is damn rite and she feels the nanyang crooked reason number 7 is hilarious still.... While i do find it farnie, i am aware that i muz not be laffing at him while he is still within earshot range.... but miss han.... she burst out laffing like a hyena and worse still she uses her hand to make the 7 signs... man! he so know we are laffing at him.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;i hope he finds the place where he wants to go.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11253770-112836567817620434?l=bigfeimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/feeds/112836567817620434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11253770&amp;postID=112836567817620434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default/112836567817620434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default/112836567817620434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/2005/10/encounter-with-ambiguous-kind.html' title='An encounter with the ambiguous kind'/><author><name>Feim@o</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18029516950278978286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11253770.post-112765293589449614</id><published>2005-09-25T05:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T05:55:35.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wo hui lai le wor</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Alvin says that i nua like fuck, for i haven update my 1 big 1 small for ages.. since National Day in fact. so i ask, wat does it matter, no one reads my blog anyway, not like i haf sum blogs that ppl will gan pia read and den if cannot get my regular doses of shit will beg for more. Den he said," yes!!!! Basil reads ur blog and he copmplain that u haven update for jin zueh ni liao. " becuz of this, i decided that i will update my blog more more often, for one audience is still audience... and the reason why i am so inspired to write is becuz i was influenced by this relieve tutor of mine. this guy, mid 20s, looking full of drive decided to accept arrow by an A/P wif wide open chest. oh he got a great chest by the way. a hunk by most gers' standard but if i were a ger hor, i will definitely pick a pudgy guy who is warm and caring bas on 2 sunstantiable reasons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;1: limbei is pudgy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;2: limbei is warm and caring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay sorrie for digressing.... the A/P and the young masters student have distinct differences. the young man feels a need and desire to learn and to teach, the A/P feels a need and desire to plant sum hair folicles on his head... the young man accepts responsibilties like a mature adult(age 26-27) and takes my tutorial class... the A/P shirks responsiblities like a mature adult(age 26-death) by buying a 2 way tickets to tour the 3 gorges of china before they becum high tech dams... So you see my class, having such a tutor like old broken A/P tend to not attend classes, furthermore it is a da bao module... but the extend of ponteng left me gasping in disbelief. i went into the class and there i was, in a big ass tutorial room alone with hot young masters' student. it my turn me on tremendously if it is a she masters student, but a he masters student made me squirm uncomfortably in my rip of quiksilver slippers. and as such, i rasie my right hand like a stupid primary sch brat and demand for the class to be dismissed. Now this young man win all ernestness look me inthe eyes and said... 1 student is still a class... and for my effort in coming to lessons, he will impart in me all i need to know abt conservations of forces in a 3D field. Now to say tt i was move to tears is an understatement.... i nearly wet my pants for goodness sake... so eerie...&lt;br /&gt;so u see, now that basil has ask for me to blog, i shall do so for tt1 reader( All gcbians not inclusives). Oh by the way, Basil is the coordinator for the tiger beer event that me, cb kai and cb alvin was involved in. the beers and the gers.... oh man...... but yah.. basil is a good man.. he went after th's throat for our money... th is a jian shang(twisted businessman) by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.... to all those who might be waiting for me to write too, i am back, wo hui lai le wor... and i shall update more religiously... xie xie ni men... and i wanna use to opportunity to congratulate  cb kiat on his new found freedom even tho i dun approve of it since kai said it wld be yi qian nian yi hou b4 kiat can find another love.... muahahahh kai sibeh fucked up like tt say brother... lin nao hia.. kiat very eligible hor..... mai siao siao.... anyway. alvin need to stop being so stress... take charge of studies, dun let studies take charge of u.. if u dunnoe how to relac jack, cum to me... yoke muz jiayou since he now vp of shooting club.. kai muz wash more clothes... chen haoye ccb....... never cum back hall dun say.. kanina hai wo sleep floor... jiayong... pls dun change too much when u cum back... tt pretty much wrap up this blog... goodbye everyone for now... good day....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11253770-112765293589449614?l=bigfeimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/feeds/112765293589449614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11253770&amp;postID=112765293589449614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default/112765293589449614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default/112765293589449614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/2005/09/wo-hui-lai-le-wor.html' title='wo hui lai le wor'/><author><name>Feim@o</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18029516950278978286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11253770.post-112366743495315535</id><published>2005-08-10T01:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T02:50:34.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>August 9th</title><content type='html'>august 9th is an auspicious day for the GCBs, becuz, its not sum lovey dovey day where we have to be wif gers, so we will gather and play mahjong. for 2 yrs now. Now one other thing that makes august 9th close to our heart is probably the fact that cb kai's birthday is on the 8th of august, so its like ermmm celebration on the eve shit, which i haf no idea how to explain it and sound convincingat the same time. so the story went as it is, 2 yrs in a row, we played mahjong on the nation's birthday. So we know, that Singapore is 40, and yes we came a long way and look damn good on a global level, compared to our neighbours. At this point, wat are we looking forward to achieve? watever it is, i want to be play a big part in it if i can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All day long, from the kopi tiam in jurong west to the les amie restaurant at shaw tower, we haf singaporean runnong their mouth, no our. cuz im guilty of it sumtime. running our mouth complaining of the steep public transport fares, the rigid education systems and so on and so forth. but i feel that every single one of us mutherfarkers love this lil' island in their own way and we can be as patriotic as GI joe. juz that we dun show it, we dun run ard waving  'i love SIngapore' banners. As of such, the Know it all government of ours, they turn the national day's celebration into machiam a meh ri ka's July 4th Indenpendent's day.Really, being personally involved in the NDP when i was serving my times in SAF, i realise that on this day august 9th, Ppl all across the nation can express their love for singapore to a frightening magnitude. im not tokking shit here really. At the parade, during the pledge taking and majulah singapura-ing, i have never seen so many ppl so into the pledge and anthem. i was one of them. it wld be accurate to say tt im no big fan of the pledge taking ans national anthem... in sch i remember tt i always try to siam assembly so i can dun sing and say we the citizen...... and if i were early, i'll juz move my mouth in the most ridiculous manners, and im so damn sure i was not the only one guilty of this. i remember seeing sum dumbass fucker sleep while saying the pledge and he was lip-synching too, the only reason why i noe he is asleep is becuz he went on and one muttering nonsense wif his rite hand on his oh so honourable heart long after we were dismissed. But the shit is, over at the parade, in my smelly and swaety army uniform, i was virtually shouting out the pledge and singing the majulah deal wif so much pride. And it wasn't juz me, i saw sum 80 yr old ah mah happily saying the pledge in splutter of brioken english. It make me feel so good to be involved, but of cuz things went downhill from there after tha parade is over and we need to pack up. Den they have the community singing shit which they will sing all the songs we are so familiar from primarys ch, all the stand up for singapore deals. my fav is 5 star arising. so nice!!!!!!!!, followed by of cuz we will get there, where i really dunnoe, but stefanie thoroughly convinced me tt we will get there lor.... Its good to have so many ppl singing stand up for singapore. but really we have to do more than juz stand up in nation building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The parade of cuz is a big highlite. watching the guard of honour contingents standing there all rigid waiting so long was kinda fun. ppl start to observe which one cock up and if u are so sway to be caught on tv, chances are u will be ridiculed for the next 40 yrs. Parade commaders are the most stress. ever so often, thjere will be parade commanders shouting wrong shits and then there will be rumours that they got demoted after tt. The 21 GUn salute was my personal fav, probaly beecuz i was from an artillery unit and my unit,2!st battalion  Singapore  Artuillery was involved in the 21 gun salute of ndp 2001. good shit.&lt;br /&gt;The fire work that closes the celebration is probably wat everyone is looking out for. the grand display of firework tt causes million of dollars of tax payer money is really worth it. breathtaking, tt's all i can say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AS u all can see, NDP is really sumthing tt we shuld all enjoy. sumthing tt we can share and still be fucking satisfied. i haf decided to try to be involed in more NDPs.  There is but one aspect of NDP tt pisses me off quite bad. it seems tt singapore is renowned for our dynamic fast paced of life, but i really see no poin in making the songs in ndp fast as well. over the yrs, songs like wo men shi kuai le gong ren and une mumania thing has evovled ferom simple melodious songs to bass thumping techno shit and they are so fast now, poor kids perforeming muz be trying to catch their breaths from belting out so much techno in such a short time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah my point is, no matter how much we resent certain things, we are really a very patriotic bunch. And im sure when i say the following cheesy statement, im not saying for meyself only, that is from this land i was born, for this land i will die :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 40TH BIRTHDAY SINGAPORE.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11253770-112366743495315535?l=bigfeimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/feeds/112366743495315535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11253770&amp;postID=112366743495315535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default/112366743495315535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default/112366743495315535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/2005/08/august-9th.html' title='August 9th'/><author><name>Feim@o</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18029516950278978286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11253770.post-112114485707567674</id><published>2005-07-11T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T22:07:37.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>................</title><content type='html'>read nite hike recce 1, den 2&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11253770-112114485707567674?l=bigfeimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/feeds/112114485707567674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11253770&amp;postID=112114485707567674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default/112114485707567674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default/112114485707567674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/2005/07/blog-post.html' title='................'/><author><name>Feim@o</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18029516950278978286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11253770.post-112114425024555684</id><published>2005-07-11T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T22:06:41.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nite hike reccee 2</title><content type='html'>dinner at Changi village is crap. CJ wanted to makan he famous nasilemak so he diligently went o Q while me and miss sihui and Daren and chan siteng went to look for seatwe noe tt fucking stall is famous, but we have no idea tt is paris hilton famous lor.. CJ stood there on the same spot for 15 min no choice sia, since ppl buy like 1000000000 sets of nasi lemak at 1 go. so we settle for other food lor. there really got alot of nice food but we cant try all lar. Oh yah and sihui did not manage to eat the cheese bian cheng kueh tt she wanted. another mental note. After a sumptous dinner, we went back to the builing and the sun had long set. the silhoutte of the massive old building is threatening now. we were sent to our respective statons by vincent after tt and the seniors who are not acting will pair up and machaim freshies walk thru let us scare lar.&lt;br /&gt;Miss sihui was quite scred cuz frankly, her staion very scary, a room facing a toilet and there was no door lor. but becuz junhao is there wif her, so not too bad. i wanted to stay wif them, but chan siteng and carolyn lone in the other end of the building, so i went to pei them. i muz say that all the seniors are A grade actors and actresses giving nothing short of oscar performances. J neo was good. he scared audura and adrian bek silly... poor audrua, i was so worried she wld cry.. and adrian bek... HAHAHAAHHAAHHA. den my silly sp rebecca, got weien to protect her den yaya papaya tamade anyhow scream... nothing also scream.. see carolyn and chan siteng stand there tokking also scream.. den she said for the effect.. good job sp... after the last pair came in, which consist my my fav juniors han jie and wenjie... i noe i have to scare them silly junhao asked me to hide under a stairs and when wenjie and hnjie came by, junhao asked them to go in they think they sibeh smart lor... hahah they purposely push the door hard den make all of feet shuffling want me to jump out to scared them. but i held my position well... den when at last they think safe liao hor, they came in i jumped out.....&lt;br /&gt;hahahah love it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tt, we went to other ppl's staion lor.. eugene and kelvin ji did a belakang pusing and i laffed my balls off they were so comical. overall the nite hike was good, vincent zeff and lincoln will no doubt do sum brushing up and im sure their game will be tip top becuz those three are really serious abt wat they are doing... so looking forward to the actual nite hike.. might juz post sum fotos of the actual nite. i juz hope nohting else unwanted tun out in the foto.. cheerios.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11253770-112114425024555684?l=bigfeimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/feeds/112114425024555684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11253770&amp;postID=112114425024555684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default/112114425024555684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default/112114425024555684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/2005/07/nite-hike-reccee-2.html' title='nite hike reccee 2'/><author><name>Feim@o</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18029516950278978286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11253770.post-112114272456819354</id><published>2005-07-11T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T22:07:07.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nite hike reccee 1</title><content type='html'>Okay i am realy not spose to be typing this out... becuz this should be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;***************************CONFIDENTIAL***********************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;******************FOR I DUNNOE WHOSE EYES ONLY*********************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Becuz every year hor, the good people of HAVOC(the ntu hall 5 orientaation committe) will organize the orientation camp for the incuming freshies de lor. And one of the highlights of the camp wld definitely be the frightnite, where the bo liao seniors of hall 5 will cum together in a supposedly haunted location and scare the freshies until they lau sai in their kor(pants). but becuz the element of surprise have to be there mah, so cannot reveal the location. all i can say is that it will be held in a certain building in Changi... *eerie music and chilly wind* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;green is scarier eh?? cuz all the bullshit ghost movies always have eerie green light de... neway, becuz we need to make sure that the place really you gui, so we have to go there first for like a dry run lar. so the seniors of hall 5 met up on a cloudless sunday afternoon and proceed to explore the realms of the supernatural...... *fact or fiction* &lt;------i like this show by the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Vincent and zeff and lincoln ARE the organizer of this shit becuz it is their game. i really appreciate their effort for this is a really dua zhong game and there are onli THREE of them working hard. *salute*. but hor... vincent is sibeh kumlan de lor.... actually not kum lan, he welfare to seniors mah.. den he chut pattern..me and Daren went to sch to meet them and wtf omfg!!! vincent got brroms lar.... he want to clean up the place lor... his reasons: So the seniors can act more comfortably.. My take: bullshit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;but anyway, becuz its vincent program and i already say i respect them, so i diamdiam help him load... he really welfare. he took a tumbler so can have water for seniors but the cb ice making machine in src bueh gan... always break down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Neway, before we went changi, the whole comm went to four horses road to bai bai to guan yin pu sa for protection. Sum members did not go becuz they held a diff belief.. but its all good, we can all pray to our gods and get all round protections. Me, CJ, Tzershuiann, Daren and vinc reached to dilapidated ruins abt 5 in the afternoon.. my oh my the facade of the building seems to hold many stories of tragic as the building stood there resiliently for all its 80 yrs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;We went inside the building and i was immediately greeted by a strange stillness... the corrugated doors and numerous cobweb echoes a strong erieness. there are debirs all over the ground.. scaffolding suggest that there were work being done there. but it seems that the workers have abanon their work due to the messy arrangement of already rusty metal scaffolds.. Watever cause them to abandon their post, i dun wanna noe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;the serenity of the place makes me feel slightly better abt the whole thing. but i noe its becuz there are still light. after everyone arrived, we had a walk thru the whole route and i cn sens that a few gers are already showing fear. i made a mental note tt no matter wat, i have to appear unscared(i cant find another word) not becuz i wanna be an ego ass, but becuz i feel that at least that would calm the gers slightly, to noe tt the guys are there for them. We broke up for dinner at changi village(let me publish this first, cuz my com very unstable)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11253770-112114272456819354?l=bigfeimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/feeds/112114272456819354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11253770&amp;postID=112114272456819354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default/112114272456819354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default/112114272456819354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/2005/07/nite-hike-reccee-1.html' title='nite hike reccee 1'/><author><name>Feim@o</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18029516950278978286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11253770.post-112006689237170505</id><published>2005-06-29T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T10:41:32.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The much procrastinated trip</title><content type='html'>Back when the brotherhood was form, the brothers decided to go on a trip. Brainstorming for the right location was always fun and exciting..... countless plans were dreew up and discarded. everyone was anxious cum up wif the perfect holiday. but alas.... its always chui gong lan pa song(tok liao balls feel good onli). So a yr pass, no trip. den 2. The situation seems so dire. Goh embarked on his higher education in michigan no one toks of the PLAN anymore. the flame slowly died down. the excitement carried away by the whispering winds... wispering in disappointment. And den a yr later...(so now 3 liao lar) mr goh came back... so limbei spider liao lar, hurry call agencies and shits, hoping to reignite the dream..... we finally decided on thailand, but wtf...... south thailand tio kong bu fen zi ji ba bom!! den my lao bu worry like fuck, say cannot go thialnd, but i assure her its fine, cuz we going bangkok, den on the day i was suppose to book the tix, i was browsing thru straits times and there in front of my eyes in its full glory...... half a page dedicated to inform us of dengue outbreak in thailand..... den this time round, we all humji..... go holiday cum back huat sio never mind..... but huat dengue sio.... ah no..... So we became sibeh chengxim. i went home and told my mum the trip was cancelled... den she gave me a pitiful look and said oh no... was a waste... but i noe inside she gan pua happy.... -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were rather upset by this turn of events. however, determined not to be defeated, we str away decided on another location.... becuz of the short notice and the short of money, we decided to go to Genting and KL.. yes.. these 2 places never crossed our minds when we were deciding on the trip.. but as kiat put it so aptly... its not the place... its the company.....*bullshit cough*. but since kiat is the most unreasonable person in the brotherhood and no one dares to argue wif him, we committed. the trip was booked and limbei, kiat, goh, kai, alvin and roger were determined to use jit kor(one dollar) to win the genting casino.... yes we yan feis and yes... yok canot make it due to sum personal reasons*bullshit cough*. The trip took place over the weekend and we had the time of our life. but now i sibeh shack liao, so i'll leav the details to another entry....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11253770-112006689237170505?l=bigfeimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/feeds/112006689237170505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11253770&amp;postID=112006689237170505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default/112006689237170505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default/112006689237170505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/2005/06/much-procrastinated-trip.html' title='The much procrastinated trip'/><author><name>Feim@o</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18029516950278978286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11253770.post-111935870447725490</id><published>2005-06-21T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T05:58:24.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Down memory lane v1.1</title><content type='html'>good things dun onli come from the volleyball court. In the vast and cold land that njc is, there exist a star that shines so bright. The star that lights me up. the star that allows me to name her in anyway i want. the star that i now call afroger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11253770-111935870447725490?l=bigfeimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/feeds/111935870447725490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11253770&amp;postID=111935870447725490' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default/111935870447725490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default/111935870447725490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/2005/06/down-memory-lane-v11.html' title='Down memory lane v1.1'/><author><name>Feim@o</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18029516950278978286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11253770.post-111928847633253497</id><published>2005-06-20T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T10:27:56.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Down memory lane</title><content type='html'>I attended a camp over the weekend, more specifically, i attended the mech engine camp organize by ASME(American Society Of Mechanical Engineers) for the Jc kids. Its like a Jc challenge, Lovely Flora asked me to join and this was the 2nd time i attended the camp. I was suppose to lead a jc wif another ntu student and they put me wif Njc. alma mater. I look at them wearing the njc uniforms and i was overcame by a wave of nostalgia.  A neighbour sec sch kid eager to take on the world. And of cuz the disillusioned boi soon realised tt he was juz a frog in the well.... yep.. tt was how big his world was. The scholars were everywhere, and the scholarships they hold was so foriegn to the boi that he was duly impressed. doing well in sec sch made him ill prepared for the tuff academic life in njc. everyday was a constant struggle and life became miserable. the initial bunch of frens he made did not help wif the situation. they were distant and cold compared to his ex sec sch mates. jus den. a beacon of light sent by his guardian angels guided him to a bunch of frens, this time, this ppl are diff from the rest. they are caring and warm... and hey stood by him in the face of adversities ever since. With his new found frens. the bleak jc life took on a turn and he started to enjoy going to sch. tho his academic pursue still lacks the rest by miles, he felt heappy like never b4. They formed their brotherhood on the volleyball court and on the volleyball court, they left their blood, thier sweat and their tears. Over time, boi and frens took in more confidantes. the junior teams of the volleyball team gelled well if the older bois, the family spread out to even the canoeing team and the soccer team. Boi graduated from njc wif a good note. his pathetic Alevels caused a certain level of resentments. he resented himself for not going to a neighbourhood jc where he wld be confortable. Questions were raised abt sacrifices made for choosing njc. but the questions were answered immediately. He wld not trade any jcs that promises good grades for this family that took root back on the volleyball court that they once teared and sweat and bled on...... As the boi sit here typing this blog entry. once again, he silently feel immensely thankful to the same guardian angels that brought into his live zhikai, chunkiat, alvin, yok, jiayong, roger and the vball juniors guys and gers.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11253770-111928847633253497?l=bigfeimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/feeds/111928847633253497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11253770&amp;postID=111928847633253497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default/111928847633253497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default/111928847633253497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/2005/06/down-memory-lane.html' title='Down memory lane'/><author><name>Feim@o</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18029516950278978286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11253770.post-111825239956665589</id><published>2005-06-08T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T10:41:16.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>baffled beyond hopes</title><content type='html'>Since young, i have a relatively good command of the english language. However, i have been baffled by an english phrase or idiom. i always try to forget abt it, however, it comes back to me persistently for the past 20 years of my life.. when it cums back, i will bueh koon bueh jia... cuz very frustrating and makes me lan hur sio pua kor(balls fire burn pants) i.e du lan. And the shitty deal is tt it is used so often. it is more common than chicken rice and for sumthing so common, how to siam leh... and so, i decided that i have to face it like a ta por kia so i need help. anypne. juz explain the logic of this phrase to me and release me from the 2 decades of misery.. the phrase goes like this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siao lang Phrase: You cant have the cake and eat it too -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why would limbei want the cake if limbei dun wanna eat it leh???&lt;br /&gt;Assumptions made when deriving a logic for this ridiculous mad phrase.....&lt;br /&gt;(i) limbei is a gan selfish person who dun believe in sharing&lt;br /&gt;(ii) limbei dun believe in using cakes for ornamental purposes&lt;br /&gt;(iii) limbei is gan hungry and limbei happen to love to eat cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So guys help me out here thank you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11253770-111825239956665589?l=bigfeimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/feeds/111825239956665589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11253770&amp;postID=111825239956665589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default/111825239956665589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default/111825239956665589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/2005/06/baffled-beyond-hopes.html' title='baffled beyond hopes'/><author><name>Feim@o</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18029516950278978286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11253770.post-111799710053491020</id><published>2005-06-06T01:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T11:45:00.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pang layang</title><content type='html'>IT has been mighty long since i pang layang. the last time was nearly 4 yrs ago, i went wif the gang and baozhen. she was rather excited den. Neway today kiat jio me go den i was deeply disturb cuz firstly, i did a dusk till dawn canvassing the previous nite and was gan pua shack. secondly, i know tt the sun sibeh fierce and i wld die in the sweltering heat. But den he said flora they call celebrate bday so lan lan muz go lor.. no lar.. cannot say lan lan. i relly like to hang out wif them. So we went Marina Bay ad saw them, my fav year 1 tutorial mates. Jackson(not NV... Jackson) looking every bit like the CAC king. Den there's Rina looking pretty in the unstained white top. Flora looking lovely as usual and standing tall to them, my fav Peraki(frm perak) wei wei. they were really sweet, they got us 6 pieces of choc cakes and pieced them into 1 big cake and they had 2 candles which peraki insist correspond to our IQ.. tamade, say my iq= 2 already sibeh jialat, den i still muz share tt 2 wif kiat..... -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later we went to buy kites. we bought a hello kitty one and a dinosaur shit creature which peraki said is from sum cartoon. we bought those basic diamond shape one cuz damn cheap plus the string swee swee for u to tie. it beats buying those ex one. saw alot of peeps using those wu leng wu hor(got dragons and tigers) kite den cannot fly higher than my balls. Neway kite flying is equivalent to cross country, cuz run alot and on ruff terrian. sibeh shack. and i was rite abt secondly.,.. itwas damn damn hot. i was soaked. the gers cant fly kites for shit. but im not very good either. and jackson is a great disappointment. den my man kiat, he aced it man.. as usual this type of things he sibeh zai. he flew the kites damn high and i was duly imnpressed. We were really surprised wif weiwei, cuz we thot malaysians can fly kites well.. hahah she quite zai actually she can nose dive the kite. can use to attack ppl. Den rina is a clown. she got the kite up and was so thrilled tt she ran blindly into a soccer field where there is a match taking place. those got referee got linesman one. the keeper muz be thinking how cum got siao zarbor run in front of him. Flora sibeh machiam. kiat got the kite up den she gay siao tug abit tug abit, like she damn zai like tt. jackson spent his time reeling back the string. hahaha loser CAC king.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFter tt Weixuan came to join us. she never cum fly kite if not i sure peng wif laffing cuz she very kum wif shuch things one. we had dinner at the notorious marina south steam boat peng kang. The gers have monstrous appetites and they nearly ate the chongpang bbq shit to bankruptcy. i enjjoyed myself tremendously today. i really love my tutorial mates. they are juz so fun to be wif. im glad i was in the same class as them. hope we can hang out more often. And i will continue wif my buddies soon. hahahah dun angry ar yok roger and jiayong... okay ciaoz....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11253770-111799710053491020?l=bigfeimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/feeds/111799710053491020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11253770&amp;postID=111799710053491020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default/111799710053491020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default/111799710053491020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/2005/06/pang-layang.html' title='pang layang'/><author><name>Feim@o</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18029516950278978286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11253770.post-111739295678118072</id><published>2005-05-29T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T11:55:56.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Cronies</title><content type='html'>I may not be rich, I may not be smart, i may not have the look, i may  not have the gers..... but i have a gang of mad cocksuckers that i count as brothers. My gang of gan cheebyes... Yesterday and today, we met up for mahjong. thats rite these men of vice are my worthy brothers thru and thru. Its always fun to be in their company. We tok and do crazy shits together. I would like to tok abt them today. ppl who dunnoe them, u can ignore this post. alritey, lets see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GCB a: this would be the only roommate i have, the one and onli  lan jiao kai, Was a fat lump of shit back in primary school but determined to lose weight due to a mountain of split pants. Now, he is jus a thin lump of shit. If there is one thing u shld noe abt ozk, he is a gambling god. He mastered countless forms of gambling at the age when im still contented wif Uno. He is the one who impart the art of pua mah cheok to me. for this i am grateful... ozk is very bo sei in alot of things but always makes it. He looks like a complete cock in the officer uniform, but he managed to pull that one off. His command of the english language stinks but he gets the grades in NBS. ozk is an excellent lover. he will go all out to please the ger he likes. he did sum of the craziest things which i am not allow to write for fear that shuting will see this.. shuting is his gf, adorable ger. i am happy for the both of them. its amzing how he can tolerate me since i always demand the most ridiculous stuffs from him. i am grateful tt i haven piss him off yet. tho he is untidy as hell, i wld love to be his roommate anytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GCb b : this wld be cheebye kiat. Kiat used to dislike me cuz i happen to say that a ger he likes is beautiful childish fucker....  He jio-ed me into then volleyball team in njc and tt wld be the start of our bondage.... i mean friendship. Kiat toks the most shits wif me. lectures wif him is fucking fun. we had icqs on papers, we played cardless dai di we called in 98.7 together and we did tons of other stupid things Kiat is fucking stubborn and sibeh unreasonable. i always like to tease him abt the number of gers he like and tt rattle his ribcage more than anything else. why??? becuz an audit done by pricewaterhouse cooper show that ck used to like 1...2...3...4...10000000 gers..i even have a xing rong chi for him back then. he chu chu liu qing, crudely trasnlate at place place leave love.  Kiat is a legend, cuz he scolded mr heng, he vball teacher in-charge in fron of the whole sch. and his actual words was... Cheebye u like breasts!!!! haha mad boi who doesnt like breasts. i noe i do... kiat has a very creative mind. i am always amazed by the little smart things tt he does and says. kiat was in the same class as me, his sis was in the same class as my sis... this is wat i call fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GCB c: cheehong Alvin..... my kind of buddy. The thing abt alvin and me is tt we share the same mind set and see eye to eye in lots of things. We are partners in crime and i mean this as it is. we embezzled volleyball funds cuz we really needed money for good food. hahaha Alvin cums of to me and a very organized person, he has very meticulous plots... plans in landing himself a gf. shall not go into tt. I like is wickedness when he disturbs andrew or yok. We always confide in each other when we have problems or plot. i value his opinions on alot of things cept mebbe having 3 dates on V-day.... hhaha and pls dun get the wrong idea he is not as hot as u think. juz tt he plots very well... alvin always carrry a temper. and the temper manifest as the activity drags longer. i fear is wrath and i always try to stay out of his way when he start to show his temper. infact all of us do tt cept yok.. hahahha. we are food buddy and lose weight buddy(irony intended) and so many more. i value him very much.&lt;br /&gt;okay, i sibeh sleepy liao kanina write abt them so gan pua siong... 3 more to go.  Kaobei goh, ego yok and lum nua roger. shall tok abt them in my next entry... hey its my birthday now... im 23... Happy birthday to me. i expect alot of birthday msg tml when i wake up.... :) goodnight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11253770-111739295678118072?l=bigfeimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/feeds/111739295678118072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11253770&amp;postID=111739295678118072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default/111739295678118072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default/111739295678118072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-cronies.html' title='My Cronies'/><author><name>Feim@o</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18029516950278978286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11253770.post-111730817768220702</id><published>2005-05-28T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T12:22:57.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Lamenting Entry</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alrite&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;, firstly, i want to announce that i do not give a flying fuck about my diarrhoea. Persistence fucker.... The doc say im really fine, saying i got to stress i shit liquid. Now, not that i didnt take into account tt he spent 6 full years studying medicine and tt i should really show respect for his professionalism in he field, What he told me, abt the stress causing diarrhoea, i happen to know  the medical terminology for it. Extremus bullshitus. that's rite, solid 1st class good o' golden bullshit. 1st of all, i am so not stress. wats there to be stress abt? my exams are over, i am financially okay, i dun have a ger breathing down my neck(i do hope there is 1, but im NOT stress tt i dun have none). If im not stress, how can my diarrhoea be induced by stress. secondly, i have been to the edge before, worrying abt olevels and stuff, but i didnt get no diarrhoea. i shit like gold brick man. So therfore, as of now, i will take the doctor's advice of going back to my normal diet and normal lifestyle. so if anything happen to me, my dear blog readers, u muz be my witnesses for i will sue his M.D.D.S  arse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, i caught the American Idol finale the other day. I only have 1 word to describe it.... Absolutely mind blowing and insanely fantabulous.... Bo and Carrie raise the competition edge to such intense level im sure they had diarrhoea that night. I really rooted for Bo cuz he is such a man of man and he redefine the word rock. his voice, his moves. the magic he worked up(Im not gay), left me in awe. so i was slightly upset when carrie won. however, i mus say that carrie was excellent as well. Forget cluster bombs, bring back the marines. Just send Carrie. She can shake the earth wif her powerful vocal. So, i have to agree wif shitbreak simon when he said that america made the rite choice bringing these two gems to the finals. AND THEN, there is of cuz the cliche cock that onli brainless schmucks such as paula let out of their mouth...&lt;br /&gt;Paula: Both of you are already winners.. blah blah blah&lt;br /&gt;Its called American Idol, not American Idols. so ther can only be one winner.. sai lin nia.. dunnoe how to ans den say she cant choose lar. kukunaden. I bet if she say such thing to Bo after the results are released, Bo would cry and hug her with gratitude while scheming how to skin her sorrie ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, i would agree that this is in fact the best season so far. the top 12 finalists exudes such talents they will put contestants of jue dui super star to the hell of shame. Oh did you guys see the ratface judge at the jue dui superstar audition, i dunnoe abt u guys but i thot i saw master splinter. I am looking forward to the next season of american idol. Now dun get me wrong, i hate angmohs, i really do. cuz they are loudmouthed irritating cocksuckers that always sees asians as 2nd grade human being. Ignorant pompous angmoh asses. Nabeh, They really should stop taking hash and weeds, clear their empty head and look up the statistics. chinese and indians are smarter races than ang mohs lor. neway, point is i sibeh dulan angmohs, but i have to gif credit when it is due and this is 1 such case. the American Idol rocks big time. And after watching the finale, i was openly glad that the world idol is cancelled. Really. international disgrace in the form of Taufik batisah and Sylvester Sim c an really halt national growth man. Im not saying they suck. TB and SS are really stars in their own rites. TB can really croon and SS is looks convincing when u throw him a bone... a guitar i mean... but send them to Word Idol???? Care to venture into such thots? let us assume that carrie is sick, so they send bo... taufik pi bo yen lor.. assume bo is sick also so they send vonzell... no match?? rite lets go to someone tt got boot earlier on.. Mikila Gordon... i think she anyday wif a flu and period can chiet taufik gao gao lor, and tts america onli. Lets juz keep these local superstars local. hell im sure mee pok ta will sell better than them on a global level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, i took abt 10 min pondering abt my love life while i lau sai. it was a very packed 10 mins. i think abt the ladies that will  forever hold special places in my heart, and of cuz mindless bitches tt i wld love to throw inside a giant custom-made fruits blender. i wanna tok abt the latter. let us first name them, now such bitches, there is only one appropriate name for them......BITCH. i cant say tt im sure many of my guy frens experience BITCH b4, cuz onli fat\ugly\smelly\disgustingly vulgar buggers such as me, can experience the BITCH. all my guy buddies are surperb, cept for mebbe chunkiat and zhikai. Neway lets not go into tt, now BITCH does what... BITCH likes attentions they demand it... they scream out for it.. they have eerie glowing I WANT ATTENTION signs oozing out of their body...An i really mean guys' attention. this is especially obvious when BITCH juz broke up with bf.. they will call u out and suddenly, u will be tokking like u are the closest frens and she expects u to be grateful she is sharing wif u. And they wun juz call u wake up dumbfuck.. they will call almost very men they noe got chance one. They do this to fill the empty void in their corrugated heart. they cant live with the fact tt they are alone now. And they seek the enjoyable company from guys that can entertain them. sumone like me.... Now im sure tt all of u would find me farnie to a certain extent rite? dun gay siao.. damn i'd love to hold a conversation wif myself for im so entertaining. And again, dun get me wrong. i will be happy to put smiles on the faces of ppl dear to me, but But such BITCH, she cum to me only when she breaks off wif her squeeze. nan ting yi dia, im a spare tyre. den she will start to get really close wif me. real real close. And den she cum to my hostel to spend the nite. and she send me msgs wif hearts and love and misses u and shits like tt... and when u thot hmm... mebbe this one will work out, she drops a sack of potato on u saying she got a new bf.. yes tt's rite, im being used so badly im a whore. And can i show displeasure, i cant, for she always reply wif stuffs such its me getting the wrong ideas she does tt to all the guy frens and she onli treat me like a normal fren. and im juz a schmuck. TRY this. How abt i fuck you up down left rite inside out and den i tell u nah.... i do tt to all my female frens... u got the wrong idea.... We dun do tt do we?? Of cuz we dun, cuz we are sensitve and we care abt other ppl's feeling. and den i wun hear from her for a while. but she'll cum back again and i will relent. cuz im a piece of shit , too softhearted for my own good. Hmmmm i muz cool down, for im unsure if anger induced diarrhoea... HAHA. mebbe i will tok abt this in more detail. will update my blog regularly. ***yawnz***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11253770-111730817768220702?l=bigfeimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/feeds/111730817768220702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11253770&amp;postID=111730817768220702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default/111730817768220702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default/111730817768220702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/2005/05/lamenting-entry.html' title='A Lamenting Entry'/><author><name>Feim@o</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18029516950278978286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11253770.post-111652597740122739</id><published>2005-05-19T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T11:06:17.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LAU SAI meng</title><content type='html'>It's really amazing how the insignificant and routine processes can agonize your life so much wif a slight alteration. I hadnt been updating my blog for a damn long time now cuz i have absolutely no mood in doing so. and here is why. MY bro Jiayong came back nearly 3 weeks ago. we met up wif the gang and had dinner at tiongbahru market and after tt fateful day, i lau sai until now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes ppl. 3 weeks of lau sai-ing and still going strong. this is really cheebye if u ask me.. 200 bucks worth of medical fees... 3 types of antibiotics and 3 weeks of meefen tang and guo tiao tang and congee... how i miss meat.. how i miss meepok ta wif chili... how i miss fried oyster.. how i miss my tiger beer... All these, gone becuz of sum unknown bugger i have in my gastrointestinal system. And i had planned to work out much and lose damn alot of weight and tone up for this holiday. now all i do is to wait at home everyday for the next air raid. i feel terrible, i look terrible and for the love of god i smell terrible!! the fucker at tiong bahru who is responsible for my plight beware, for i will lay a recite a curse so strong. Oh yes wif the power bestowed upon me by my acartload os liquid stool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am i so suay ar? why why why? i had a stool test yesterday cuz i cannot take it anymore, eating diarrhoea medicaine and showing no improvement. and if i dun recover by the end of this week, i will admit myself to the hospital. They say colorectal cancer is 1 of the top 3 killer disease in singapore. pray for me ppl.. pray tt i will be fine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11253770-111652597740122739?l=bigfeimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/feeds/111652597740122739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11253770&amp;postID=111652597740122739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default/111652597740122739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default/111652597740122739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/2005/05/lau-sai-meng.html' title='LAU SAI meng'/><author><name>Feim@o</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18029516950278978286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11253770.post-111502584592106368</id><published>2005-05-02T01:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T02:28:22.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Freaks That Men Are Morphing Into</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;I love women. I really do. I enjoy the company of the female species. It has got nothing to do with chee hongness... . its juz that, gers are really good at alot of stuffs. Stuffs that guys are crap at. Women, they give really good advice. im not saying they give the best, but its different when we consult guys wif the same problem. For example, when ever i encounter any problems, be it romance, studies and so on, guys like hairy kiat, diver alvin and sincere yoke, they wld gimme technical advice. Things that wld probably help me solve my problems in the quickest most efficient ways, they teach me damage control. And of course its a good thing. it get my problems solved. However, when i pose the same problem to say afroger, she would in all ernestness, assure me that things will be juz fine. which makes me feel really good, but of cuz problems are not solved yet and i'll still approach the guys after tt. but the feeling of wellbeing u get for confiding in women is precious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of physical aspects. This is wat i observe thus far, that women, juz does not stink. I will always remember vividly this incident, back in NJC, we juz had a PE lesson and i was sitting beside this ger called Hui Ann, real atheletic, ran faster than me( i was really fat as hell back then) we were in the LT where smells dun dissipate easily. There she was, sitting there still in her PE shirt wif glistening beads of sweat slowly sliding down her rosy cheek. AND SHE SMELLED LIKE MEADOW...... baffles me for 1 whole day. I have many ppl, guys and gers alike, trying to convince me tt gers do stink sumtimes, spose they really do, i haven met any yet. but GUYS... walk near us after we ran or play soccer... the smell that cums out of us is potent enuff to kill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women, they are really good at buying gifts. Guys we sucked at buying gifts, we sucked so much tt in order to get the rite gifts, we have to ask the recepients wat they like. But gers can really buying stuffs that we like. their gifts can be soooo cheap and we will still treat them like gold, making us cheap bastards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you see, i haven even gone into anything sexual yet. and we already have so much plus abt ladies. we cant get enuff of them man..... AND DEN, THERE ARE ACTUALLY SUM DUMBASS FUCKERS WHO WLD ACTUALLY PAY TO GO TO THAILAND TO HAVE SEX WITH underaged BOIS!!!! Thats rite folks, a man, wanting to fuck the nubile backside of a boi. Where did such perverse thots cum from i wanna noe. Whats more disrespectful towards the female species than having sexual fantasies of them?? huh... To have sexual fantasies of the male speices man..... wat??? all the women in this world, none can satisfy u and u have to find solace in the back of a boi? I term these ppl YAF. Young Ass Fuckers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having properly termed our subject o discussion, i wld like to relate sumthing to u guys. its really farnie how u were thinking or saying sumthing and den it happened isnt it? KIAT shld noe(he was telling us how he nver have Da San Yuan b4 and immediately after tt, i hit a hong zhong den he peng, alreadying penged fa and bai ban b4 tt. and i have to fucking pay for kai and roger. Fuckers). Neway, lasat nite i went for my first jogs after a month of intensive exams preparations. it was a really refreshing run. i have all the time to myself, which i really enjoy. i have lotsa thots running thru my mind. how i am going to spend the holidays, i thot abt the current affairs, and recalled a news tt i onli manage to browse thru cuz i needed to prepare to exams. i thot abt the news and i eeeked to myself. after the run, i was at the usual spot under my block, doing my static workout. i was onto my 3rd set of crunches when i heard dragging footsteps. a guy approached me from behind and proceed to stare at me.... TT's rite man.. stand there and stare. you are so steathy i cant sense u presence tho u are like 0.5 metres away from me. WHY DUN U FUCKING CUM AND BREATH DOWN ON ME. i told myself tt i have to be poilte. he will go away soon man. but oooooohhhh noooooooooooo. he juz keep standing there looking down on me, looking down like as if im pamela anderson juz out of the sea. Man i know iM fat. i might resemble a B-cup from afar i grant u that. but it is pretty obvious my boobies are not the real thing when u are like juz in front of me man!!!!! OOOHHHH DO I HAVE TO SLAP HIM ON HIS FACE WIF MY MAN STICK TO CONVINCE HIM IM A GUY???? And den... it suddenly dawned me... YAF!!!!! i stood rite up and stare at him in his face. Den he did the most out of point thing in the world. He shook his balding head and me making *tsk tsk* sound and den walk away... How rude can tt be??? first u leer at me and den u tsk tsk me??? wat?? my boobies are not pretty enuff for you???!!?!? i proceeded to do sumthing im very proficient at..."lin nao hia tsk li eh lan lar!!!! CCB!!!! ke si lar!!" he did not cum back, tho i was hoping he wld, so i can break his scrawny neck. Now i was really traumatised, for like 0.1 second. after tt i onli feel mad. so unbelievably mad tt i can hear the throbbing behind my neck. Mental note to myself... KILL HIM NEXT TIME I SEE HIM. totally ruined my really good run day. i am still very angry. lucky i neber use my man stick to slap his face he wld be so estatic he'll die of heart attack. MAd fucker si lin nia eh.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay neway, i got a news to make. but im tired now. i'll tell u ppl abt my plans tml. sum guys aready noe.. guys like NV......... Jackson and hairy kiat. So stay tuned yah? byebye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11253770-111502584592106368?l=bigfeimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/feeds/111502584592106368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11253770&amp;postID=111502584592106368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default/111502584592106368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default/111502584592106368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/2005/05/freaks-that-men-are-morphing-into.html' title='The Freaks That Men Are Morphing Into'/><author><name>Feim@o</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18029516950278978286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11253770.post-111471526409336171</id><published>2005-04-28T11:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T12:07:44.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HO SEI LIAO</title><content type='html'>tt's rite guys and gals. it is hosei liao for limbei. however, i want to state upfront  tt i am not trying hao lian to all who haven finish. tt's rite folks. i am tokking abt the single most hated element in the pursue of academic supremacy. the most sian inducing, weight gaining, mind numbling, head trhrobbing, sleeptime reducing process in the world yea exams or ko che.  So, while i type out this blog to show my delights, i also wanna take this chance to wish all my bros and buddies in NUS, ppl like hong zai, yandao hong, Diver alvin, shooting yok steady chow, zai qiu tuck and many many more the best of luck doe thier remaining papers, hope tt the profs over at nus mai chut pattern. and when this whole shit is over, we can ENJOY LIFE!!!!!.................for 2 months.... den back to the same shit again... ccb. i am really happy for afroger, who finish her final exams, im so happy for you. its like onli yesterday when u were juz a freshie and i came visiting u in hall.. now u have graduated. err... wanted to type more, but really tired. i shall go sleep now. will blog more soon. and i will learn all the script shit gao gao, so can jack up my blog many folds. den can sut sut pattern liao liao. NV.......... jackson wong is very power in programming. he said he will write scripts for me. we shall see.... okay need top koon now.  was trying to wake kia tup wif my loud typing. but he peng san lo hai liao. now i can onli see his hairy legs sticking out from under the blankets. Look at wat exams done to him. he was such a bright kid....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11253770-111471526409336171?l=bigfeimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/feeds/111471526409336171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11253770&amp;postID=111471526409336171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default/111471526409336171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default/111471526409336171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/2005/04/ho-sei-liao.html' title='HO SEI LIAO'/><author><name>Feim@o</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18029516950278978286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11253770.post-111434290444741561</id><published>2005-04-24T03:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T04:41:44.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hur hur hur</title><content type='html'>tho im really not into soccer at all, i noe alot of good frens and brothers who does. for example, yandao yangfeng, weijian ah tuck and of cuz USA goh. So in a way, i am still very well-informed of the latest soccer update. and today sumthing i heard made me giggle convulsively in my seat(think laffing elmo toy) wat i heard is, liverpool bo trophy again. now tt is not the farnie part. wat i find farnie, is how lanjiao kai can everytime show his undying support for liverpool FC by going ALONE to the coffee shop usually LATE at nite and sit wif STRANGERS and UNCLES and BOOKIES and TIGER AUNTIE to kua tak kiu. hahahha.... if u all dun find it farnie, i dun care!!!! i do.. muahhaha giggle giggle elmo elmo.. liverpool..kopitiam.. lan jiao kai alone... muahhaha uncles sio hoonki... bookies lim tiger....muahahhaha chee ko pek trying to get fresh wif tiger aunties.... hahahah all this, zhikai's been there, done tt muahah and liverpool lost.muahhaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11253770-111434290444741561?l=bigfeimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/feeds/111434290444741561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11253770&amp;postID=111434290444741561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default/111434290444741561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default/111434290444741561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/2005/04/hur-hur-hur.html' title='Hur hur hur'/><author><name>Feim@o</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18029516950278978286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11253770.post-111410487432185083</id><published>2005-04-21T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T10:34:34.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BLANGAS please take note</title><content type='html'>MLM salesman: Mr Feimao, i notice from ur blog tt u have a knack for scolding vulgarities...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Me: yes indeed. you are sharp as a sword. how is tt any concern of urs by the way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MLM salesman: Well studies has shown tt peaople scolding vulgarities gets tired easily cuz large amount of energy is churned out of ur already exhuasted urban bodies. Thi is becuz scolding a fuck YA takes up 500 calories of energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr ME: Wow king of or peh gong(black say until white) sia... who did the studies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MLM salesman: my upper level manager who juz got a bmw convertible yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Me: cool. i bet he sold gazillions of mattresses cuz uncle Tan from downstairs furniture shops sold like enuff mattreses to cover all SAFs bed his whole life and he drive like a nissan SUNNY man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MLM salesman: anyhow, ike i say, to replenish ur energy from belting out so many expletives, u need a magnetic mattress. cuz it can suck ur wariness away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Me: cool sia, gui lui(how much)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MLM freak: oh its cheap for its goodness, its onli 1400 dollars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now folks, would i really listen to M&amp;M salesman and buy the magnetic piece of shit for 1400 bucks?? HELL NOWAY MNA.. I CAN EASILY GET MAGNETIC THERAPY FOR A MERE $1.60. hOW??? U ASK ME...  TELL ME SO I CAN HAVE CHEAP ASS MAGNETIC THERAPY. DAMN RITE I';; TELL U ALL.. I'LL ALERT THE WHOLE CIVILISED WORLD ABT THIS GOOD BARGAIN IF I CAN. ITS DAMN SIMPLE. BOARD A MRT TRAIN DURING WEEKENDS OR PEAK HOURS AND STAND NEXT TO ONE OF THEM BANGLA WORKERS. they are fucking so magnetic tt their whole body will juz stick to the metal tiang(poles). its like&lt;br /&gt;***train door open.. banglas approaching.... banglas magnet on the back activated and wisp of smoke... they go muuuuttttuuuuiiianng to the poles and they wills tick there till the end of time. and ppl like us who got no seats and trying despareately to balance ourself wif great difficulties.. Fucking cb think for me man.. dumb ass no back bones banglas, im a grossly obese boi and my short fat fingers simply cannot hang on to 0.0001 inch of the bar made slippery by ur oily hair wif the rest of my big fat body attached to them!!! while i appreciate the fact tt they work their asses off to make nice nice buildings for us, i cannot condone thier selfishness in not wanting to share the damn bar. So mr MLm salesman dun sell mattresses. sell a Bangla i say!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11253770-111410487432185083?l=bigfeimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/feeds/111410487432185083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11253770&amp;postID=111410487432185083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default/111410487432185083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default/111410487432185083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/2005/04/blangas-please-take-note.html' title='BLANGAS please take note'/><author><name>Feim@o</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18029516950278978286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11253770.post-111376061124022909</id><published>2005-04-17T10:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T10:56:51.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mind numbling</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I am feeling oh so blue.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;so i shall blog in many shades of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;blue. now this is ridiculous becuz it is so tiresum to change &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;the colours and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; i dunnoe why they haf so many fucking tones &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;of blues. this is ridiculous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt; blue is not even many ppl's favourite colour so i think i shall stop it now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;  Okay, firstly i really need to apologize to ppl who always cums in here to take a peep at my remarkable blogs. and its always disappointing when u dun find wat u want(**i am realy refering to the two mad fools who cant find a tutorial room today.**) its not tt i dun wanna blog lar, like i say.. but tamade lor, really cannot dabao liao leh. muz try to clear as much as possible lar. if not how to face my parents?? An my mentor, which i am too tired to type out his outstanding accolades. so i shall refer to him as Nv.................... jackson wong jianli. i must not fail him, my lao bei and lao bu, my fellow GCbians and all my ancestors. it has been 1 yr since my grandpa pass away, so i reckon he has sum experience points now, so i hereby ... wait muz be in hokkien dun tink ah gong understand english... okay ho lia.. ah gong. ah di tong gim na de ko che, si chok jialat, yin wei peng chiong shi wa ge peng dua bu gou i tio ai bo bi wa eh sai ko swee swee, ar ni kuan papa jia bo liao lui lai hor wa tak dua oh. okay oh they call me ah di, its like ah boi in hokkien lar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;i am so going to do up my blog swee swee bo zao zhui after the exams. damn alot of pics and alot of my incessant chor wei scolding. pls dun desert my blog ppl.. i  lurp all of u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11253770-111376061124022909?l=bigfeimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/feeds/111376061124022909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11253770&amp;postID=111376061124022909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default/111376061124022909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default/111376061124022909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/2005/04/mind-numbling.html' title='mind numbling'/><author><name>Feim@o</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18029516950278978286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11253770.post-111289346031325167</id><published>2005-04-07T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T10:04:20.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>E.X.A.M.S</title><content type='html'>i really wanna update my blog one lar.. but sad to say, i am being restricted from blogging by the dreaded exams. exams can actually kill me. and in my struggle to survive, i need to stop blogging forawhile. Neway wanna share sumthing wif u guys. this is told to me by haoxing,. my fren from Hall of Residence 11 the rather untiong tiong. This is how it goes. he sent me in chinese but i'll translate.&lt;br /&gt;1 glorious morning in the jungle where beasts of all sizes swear like nobody's business..... An elephant was frolicking by the steam when a camel came along(i noe camels live in dessert but this is my blog and this is my make believe world wherby camels live in jungles).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaypoh ele: hey yo, hahah how cum ur boobies are on ur back stead of ur chests?&lt;br /&gt;annoyed and lau lan camel: hmm.. sorrie dumbfuck, but i dun like to converse wif sumone whose lanjiao grows out of his face.&lt;br /&gt;(kiampa snake was slithering by when he heard the camel ane snake rolled over in laffters.)&lt;br /&gt;Dulan and kaypoh ele(to snake): HMPH!!!! so my lan jiao grows on my face at least its better than sumone, the face grow on the lan jiao!!!!&lt;br /&gt;*****snigger singger singger************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haoxing is quite a sick ass&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11253770-111289346031325167?l=bigfeimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/feeds/111289346031325167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11253770&amp;postID=111289346031325167' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default/111289346031325167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default/111289346031325167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/2005/04/exams.html' title='E.X.A.M.S'/><author><name>Feim@o</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18029516950278978286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11253770.post-111242221782360835</id><published>2005-04-01T22:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T22:10:17.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A really serious blog</title><content type='html'>juz for the record, we wun be placing bet on the numbers anymore. becuz roger passed by the spot where he saw the accident and there was a police sign sayng tt a fatal accident took place there. yes. sumone passed away from the accident. Its really sad. life is fragile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neway we felt tt we should respect the dead. so yah. we not placing bet anymore&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11253770-111242221782360835?l=bigfeimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/feeds/111242221782360835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11253770&amp;postID=111242221782360835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default/111242221782360835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default/111242221782360835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/2005/04/really-serious-blog.html' title='A really serious blog'/><author><name>Feim@o</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18029516950278978286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11253770.post-111220842728649673</id><published>2005-03-30T09:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T10:47:07.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A SERIOUS BLOG</title><content type='html'>Now clearly there are people who read my blog and den laff their asses off.  Am i really such a crappy dick? Dun get me wrong here, i enjoy entertaining  people, bringing joy to their lives and all, but the truth is, behind this whole nonsensical facade, i am, in fact, a really sensitive boi. I do tok serious and intellectual stuffs  with my cronies. and i always bare my heart out to them in all seriousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, today, i shall not blog with the intention to entertain anyone for this is A SERIOUS  entry. I am going to blog abt my thots and feelings on  this activity tat is very close to my heart. This activity, my parents termed it as bai luk ley bai huat cai, i like to call it bueh bey peo. and it is more commonly known as 4-D. :)  Now i am introduced to the world of 4-d when i was gan young, like say 3. when my dad was still carrying me in his arms.(To all who noes me: i was rather small when i was 3. yes i morphed into the gigantic me today, but i was really rather small. back den.) So my dad was still yandao and all, fit as a fiddle, likes to carry me in his arms as he reads the MA PI PO(or lian he wan bao=newspaper lar) . it shld have dawned me back den tt my dad wasnt really following the current affairs becuz he never flipped. he juz get his eyes afixed to the first page of the newspaper. And the naive me always pride myself in having a Dad that is really likes to read. So there was in once, my dad as usual, carrying his beloved 2nd son(me lar) in his arm and staring at the front page. i can still remember the intensity in his eyes, giving me the impressions tt he will not let a single info escaped without being carefully scrutinized first. Den, he suddenly shout: "lin nao hia eh!!! tiao ji"(lin nao hia eh jump number)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i immediately made a mental note sumthing big is happening in the world. sumthing tiao ji!!! big news!!!(yes i was tt smart when i was a 3 yr old kid.) den suddenly he was like :"wah ho sei liao!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;zup dua zup suay jit bai huat liao(wah steady pom pi pi liao, 10 big 10 small bug money big money)  I was rather happy, becuz watever the terrible thing tiao ji is, it has been completely neutralised by the 10 big and 10 small.  And the events tt followed, i was so not ready for them!!! becuz of the wonderful 10 big 10 small, i got all my Transformer Autobots and my elder bro got all his Decepticons. And den we moved into a new flat.(i lived in a kampong b4 tt) so whoever this 10 big 10 small is, they damn sure brought alot of happiness to my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grew up and got smarter and smarter lar, den i realised alot of things lor, tt my dad dun gif a flying fuck abt the current affairs., onli the 4-d results. i also learnt tt TIAO JI IS INDEED A VERY EVIL THING(i will explain later). Also, the 10 big and 10 small got my dad 80k , part of it went to fulfil my transformer dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So every Sat and Sun is like olevel result release day for my dad, cuz he sibeh gan jiong spider eh, the 97.2 love fm muz blast damn loud at 6 30 pm sharp. Hell even when he bought the 32 inch livng room tv. his first task was not to check the resolutions, but to check teletext. for xing jia po bo cai gong xi yao zhu  wan zi piao zhong jiang hao ma. And so you see, i am exposed to the 4-d crazed for all my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks b4 my 21st bday, i had a thot, why dun i juz make a small bet, since 21 and all mah, so i garung garung walk wif ah kai into the singapore pools shop and bought 4 numbers, part of my ic number. den tt nite,  when i was making my way to zouk, ah kai called me. he said sumthing abt me striking 4d. but the exact shit he said did not register at all. instead, all i heard was,( *smoke and mirrors and all the thinking back shit*) Wah ho sei liao, zup dua zup suay jit bai huat.  i could totally feel my dad's adrenaline rush cept tt mine was like many times lesser.  cuz i onli tio 200 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i had my bday celebration, booked a chalet and had great fun. den sumone which i am very sure is kiat, suggested betting on the jhumber of the room. it was a sat morning, so we gathered all cronies and made our way to the betting centre.  we pooled our money for betting on 2 days, sat and sun. Den another smart ass which i forgot is who, either kai or alvin, whack all our money on Sat. his reason, : Aiyah if lucky one day enuff.... So we forgot abt the whole shit and on sun evening, ah kai called me again.(yes my 4-d encounter always got ah kai.) he went.. eh meng ar, room number kai leh, and i was like mai gey siao lar. and he was like cb u go check lar!! Turn out he is not kidding and i tried my best to kik my own balls. for not being firm in my decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tt, luck was neber smiling at me. im not a hardcore like my dad lar, once in a while. the most dua zhong one being the day when our dear Mr Goh flew to Michigan. His flight number was 212, after tt we went to Bk and the pillar facing us is 12, den we saw a cab number 2121on our back back. after tt we went to bedok hawker centre for breakfast and our table number was 121. So, of cuz we whack 11212 permutate lar. in the end, simi lan also dun hav -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i wasnt really into 4d much after tt until 2 days back!!!!!! Mr kope my Hei Bi Hiam chen Roger said he witness a terrible bike accident and the plate number was 5513 or 5573. i watched the news closely to ensure there was no fatalities involed(i wanted to respect the dead mah)  turn out the news neber report any deaths. so we gather our forces again!!!!! me kai kiat and roger. we decided to buy both number and permutate them. and i was gievn the sacred task to place the bet. so today, becuz i was too engrossed in my studying, i did not go. kiat came back at 4 30 pm and insisted we go to buy. we reached the betting centre and 5 15pm and i was like plspls let there be a short Q.. Q turn out to be hello kitty Q tt long. but nevetheless, we perservered and managed to get those numbers. We went back hall happily. later in the eveining, me and kiat went onli to check the draw, we stared intently like how my dad wld star at his MA PI PO.&lt;br /&gt;and the first prize brought a flash back again..............Lin nao hia!!! tiao JI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;first prize was 5593!!!!!!!!!!!! WTF??!?!?!?!?!?!? i hate tiao ji. i knew from young tiao ji is a bad bad thing 7 or 1 also can mah, muz jump to 9 meh?&gt;????..  i did not imgaine tiao ji wld hit me!!!! aRRRGGGHHHHHH and so, we decided to bet again on Sat and Sun. pray for us yah???!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;******warning, compulsive gambling destroys happy families.********* BUT TIAO JI DESTROY FAMILY EVEN MORE... SAI LIN NIA EH LAO BA BU!!!! PISSIFIED. HOPE I FEEL BETTER ON MY NEXT ENTRY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11253770-111220842728649673?l=bigfeimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/feeds/111220842728649673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11253770&amp;postID=111220842728649673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default/111220842728649673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default/111220842728649673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/2005/03/serious-blog.html' title='A SERIOUS BLOG'/><author><name>Feim@o</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18029516950278978286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11253770.post-111160106474254945</id><published>2005-03-23T09:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T10:04:24.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vulgarities...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*****Disclaimer: Ladies please do take note,  this entry contain alot of vulgarities as well as distasteful organic waste i.e. Da Bian. If you have a low threshold of chor wei, it is advisable tt you skip this entry. For really ladylike lady, i will not apologize. cuz limbei already pang hong sia(fang fong sheng) . The blokes who reads my blog, PLEASE learn to swear properly after reading this. Thank you for reading.*******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Okay lets get on wif this proper. Those who knows me naturally associate me wif expletives of the highest standards. However, today i shall only touch on a few basics, those that many ppl gets wrong, Guys.. and GERs if any..  Now picture expletives as the english language. Those ppl who when they are damn young, neber get all thier verbs and nouns etc rite, chances are they will speak really lousy english and hence make a joke out iof themselves rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E.g&lt;br /&gt;Me: hey kiat wassup wassup???!!!&lt;br /&gt;kiat: nothing lar.. i very boring leh.&lt;br /&gt;*buzzer rings* now we all noe tt kiat is boring, but wat he meant to say is he is bored. not he is boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we know tt there are people who cant seem to place words at the correct places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E.g&lt;br /&gt;Me: Wo hui play badminton!!!&lt;br /&gt;Baozhen: Wo hui ye shi&lt;br /&gt;*buzzer rings* Now we dun hui ye shi.. we ye shi hui. Becuz there isnt an activity in this world call 'also' that u can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And den there are words tt you dun juz break up and read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E.g&lt;br /&gt;ah beng: hey seng!!! ai kua hee mai(wanna catch a movie?)&lt;br /&gt;Ah seng: steady leh!! kua Double Team ai mai?&lt;br /&gt;ah beng: why leh?&lt;br /&gt;ah seng: cuz action pack mah!!!! got Gin claudi van dam me( jean claude vandam)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so you all noe my tong kor lar, if i hear ppl swearing wrongly. Now from where i came from, Bukit View secondary school, Folks swear in all correctlness, regardless whether it is the 3 words chant or the 7 words one. even sign language is being used in the highest form of appropriateness. It is becuz, in Bukit view sec, ppl aspire in to Chen hao nan, so they know their stuffs. So for four years, i listened and learnt the art of swearing wif the rite body part at the rite instant. becuz of my great understanding of the human anatomy, i managed to inculcate more parts into this lost arts. When i went to National Junior College, where everyone wants to be a minister, It is simply impossible to find sumone tt can swear properly. Now i am a simple man. if u cant swear(which i think is a good thing) you keep quiet, and all will be happy. but oh no for the love of lin nao hia!!! njcians like to any swaer!!!! This guy that swear alot in front of gers .. shit i forgot his fucking name.. he is from RV a commando. kiat will noe.. kiat pls say the name in the tagboard okay?? Neway this guy is ultimate.... he swear for no reason watsoever!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swear guy: (in front of gers) WAh Cheebye the grass on the field is green...       -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sumthing like tt lar. it really disgust me. really CCb is really a powerful word, definitely not used for blaming the green colour of grass.  And den hor.. ppl in NJC likes to cum up wif words sia!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;njcian1: hey look at his long hair and sharp comb...&lt;br /&gt;njcian2: han nor han nor he damn gek laulan hor??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For fuck's sake.... you dun gek xialan.. u dun even gek lau lan or gek sei or gek yandao. The onli thing in this world tt u gek out for ppl to see is ur sai!! okay u gek sai1 period. no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ppl wif long hair are not lau lan people. ppl wif long hair are ppl tt have no money for barber. lau lan actually defines a whole lot more than your looks its really the whole package.&lt;br /&gt;And lau lan ppl giot 2 types. !st is those that rea really sut sut, den they noe of their talents and so they carry themselves in a manner that puts him one class above the rest. tt is con cious lau lan. Lets tok abt disillusion lau lan. this is when ppl feel they are sut sut and they act like they are one class above rest. usually this kind of ppl, i laff nia lar...let me give u examples from both cases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Case study !: Concious lau lan!!!&lt;br /&gt;now the subject of this study is really a close buddy of mine. i see him almost everyday he is non other than nvmscpsaspwecphs Jackson wong jian li.(refer to blog title can u feel the love tonite 2nd para for meaning of acronym). Now jackson is the volleyball ivp captain of NTU.  So we established the fact tt he is zai. Now jackson has training every wednesday mah, now ever other day when jackson wear his normal shirt, he walks normally, like a good uni student. den ON WEDNESDAY, WHEN HE WEARS HIS NTU NUMBER 4 JERSEY.... you guys noe abt tt air blowing machine tt cleaners used to blow leaves to the side of road,? well, jackson can work pat time at zero cost on wed. cuz on wed, when he walk, he will swagger swagger like balls swell like tt... and the wind tt cums wif his swwaggering.... can blow leavses to side of roads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we also noe tt Jacko is very good wif studies. he like to get immersed in the dreaded process we termed studying. so 1 time. i was like&lt;br /&gt;me: eh michael( i call him michale cuz michael jackson mah) Rember tt name of the module we took in yr 1, the one wif the drawings??? we call it engineering sumthing.. remember the full name????&lt;br /&gt;Jackson:(fucking deep in thot, creases eyebrows looking o' so wise) ermm.. i dun recall the name, but i noe i got an A... so i juz list out all the mods i got A den we will noe lor(deep in thot agin like he got 100 As to list out....  --------___________---------&lt;br /&gt; lau lan or not u all say??? now let us go to the next case, cuz it is late and i wanna koon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Case study 2: disillusioned lau lan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i wanna apologize to non NJcian for this, cuz u guys wun noe this persson and ireally dun wish to eleborate...&lt;br /&gt;his name is vance.... and tts all... those who noe will noe.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay class.... today we established lau lan, when i am in a foul mood again, we'll venture into things like dulan and xialan. thank you for ur attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11253770-111160106474254945?l=bigfeimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/feeds/111160106474254945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11253770&amp;postID=111160106474254945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default/111160106474254945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default/111160106474254945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/2005/03/vulgarities.html' title='Vulgarities...'/><author><name>Feim@o</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18029516950278978286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11253770.post-111117266352812353</id><published>2005-03-18T09:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T11:04:23.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>quiz-my-life away</title><content type='html'>Hur Hur Hur...... today, limbei took the infamous HE191 quiz. in layman's term, sai lin nia eh lao ba bu economics quiz lar!!! Now ppl who noe me from National Junior College certainly noe of the kum gong choice i made. which was to drop economics and take chemistry when i ming ming pass econs wif a D and ming ming failed chem wif a F. why i so kum lan hor, is becuz i pia tt econs paper(not literally) for a good 2 months and den hor... lingbo still got D lor.. onli micro part nia i also canot score. And since i spent like 3 hours on chem, naturally being the sibeh haolian man i am, tell myself i failed cuz i bo study. if i study sure A. Den after a yr of hong hong lie lie wif chemistry and huo zai a world of methylbenzenes. i underwent a free radical substitution..... i began to undergo electrolysis..YES YES i can feel the molecular weight of my..... weight... i can feel CHEMISTRY flowing in my blood...OOohhhh AAahhhh the inert gases, the halogens.... i can breath them... AND.. lin nao hia. limbei got D for chem for Alevels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuckanaden, if i haven been tt cock and took econs instead, sure A liao lor... after all juz memorize and regurgitate wif some angmoh power mah... even ah kai angmoh so chui also got A lor.. GAN!!!! but wat done cannot be undone and  so i blame econs for my bad Alevels grades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuming to NTU, i decided that engine is my cup of tea, cuz bo econs mah... (haha kidding cuz i bo bian if  not i sure wif ahkai. 3 yrs nia song song gao my hse. Den skarli cum yr 2 School of Electrical and Elcetronic engineering private limited .com.sg/LIN NAO HIA EH/ fuck sia still must Supply and Demand!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why why i ask myself.. why my mia so kor. but think abt it, ppl say we got an edge over those wh never even smell econs b4 and as u noe, in this bell curve world of ntu, as long as u can step, u gan pia step u nga si step. so i relac jack.. muahahh i yaya papaya.. i ba long long i tong tong hee. i tried to study on tuesday and tell myself quiz nia i study 3 days sure A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah lau eh.. ren suan bu ru tian suan. tian suan bu ru bernanke and frank(the econs txtbk writers) go eat shit and die in their venomous theories. Their txt hor, tho is really extensive and according to aikhong, can 'speak' to you....Wait ppl let me digress.. for ur info, aikhong is a GEP(gifted eh person) from the very prestigious school where li''l bois run ard in tight white shorts. yes RI and of cuz RGS... no sala RJC. from RI eh lor GEppo lor.. tell me the txtbk hor...&lt;br /&gt;Aik hong(in all seriousness, face stern as hell and all): Chong meng, the txtbk can speak to you....&lt;br /&gt;not say  wanna suan him lar.. afterall he help me pass my GE but realli hor.. if he will juz tell me tt reading the txt can enhance my understand of the subject, tt wld suffice... wats wif the dumb fuck analogy sia?? relac bradder!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oka Okay where was i? yah the bernanke and frank tag team to kill me sia.. its like bernanke rapid fire the cost price theory at me den i lan lan take cover den frank flank(the tongue twister not intended) me from the Lima(left) and lob the adam smith invisble hand into my face.&lt;br /&gt;conclusion: limbei si AR!!&lt;br /&gt;i used 2 hrs to fully understand alot of econs concept plus alot of shit. apparently bill gates got a big ass holiday house in sum summer retreat state! why muz i noe how the tie men(gates) live his filty rich life, fueled by the Os in this laptop that is depreciating in value wif each latter i type??? apparently frank and bernanke failed a very important part of their Ao chinese equivalent exams... CHANG WEN SUO DUAN!!! Dun the P.H.D ppl summarize... im not marking their fucking thesis lar... im trying to learn from them lar.. chok du lan. in the end study until the end of micro nia. den macro also got test. haiz.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go in also dunnoe if mcq correct or not. nao hia my dua tow zac and NVMSCPSASPWECPHS JACKSON WONGJIANLI all write diff ans sia!! wei sia me wei sia me wei sia me they all tekan me wei sia me they all chut pattern( the turtle prof song... A/P orgui = pimp muauhahah ignore me here)  Den being the smart dickie i am. i copy abit here and copy abit there.. after tt. i have a weird feeling tt those i copy from jackson he wrong, those i copy from zac he wrong. my op cost all incurred. zac and jackson will get 50 percent. i will get zilch my economic surplus is thus 0 i am thus experiencing a loss becuz my price is lower than my average variable cost...(see i quite zai mah.. why D nia???) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz.. hope can pass. the 200 mcqs in 10 min takes up 60 percent of our overall grades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up is EE2007 quiz.. now the 2007 tutor is really a man in his own league... really  his own.. he is a masters' student i guess. so young and nubile and so extremely TIONG.. he is so bad tt jackson got irritated by him. he buttons his shirt up to the hole tt is like 5 inches from his nose... he is covering his neck cuz he is scared tt aedes mosquitoes will bite him on his neck like yamamoto from a date wif vampire and kill him wif dengue plus blood loss... and he likes ma xiaoling's long leg so much he does not wanna get killed by the pair of asian elle macpherson's legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well he sux we noe but today is like the farniest lar... cuz zac noe i never finish 2007.. so he said he will go in and take wif me and jacko(zac not same class for this module) den in case got 2 sets of paper i can haf 2 ppl helping me mah... den as usual jacko is zai enuff lar.... he can do everything so i copied his.. after tt jackson left...and then, zac became concious of the fact tt when Mr button up cums to collect paper, he will be in sum shit... So, zac decided to pull off the most stunning stunts in the whole damn world... he is gonna do a david coppefield, onli better. he  is gonna attempt a stealth tat onli the US navy Seals can match... he is going to sneak out of a class of less than 15 ppl, all quietly head down doing quiz.. now the tutorial room is like 5m by 5m nia.. small for any standard.. i watched in amazement at how my big head zac is gonna chao ji bian bian bian bu jian. as a boi from the front handed in his paper, mr buttons up looked at his paper for like 0.00001 sec and tt split sec which i wun even acknowledge as real time, big head zac slipped out of the back door... whole body and big head. machaim qian nu you hun, onli tt zhong chu hong got a much smaller head and she is really a ghost tt can piao.. after 0.00001 sec, mr buttons looked up and of cuz, he wld notice tt my FOc chairperson is MIA. cum on now. the class is small and zac isnt ur average guy. he is ur average big head guy. of cuz he notice that the majestic form of human natural selection/mutation that is zac's head is not in his class anymore in the blink of an eye!!!! he looked at me and gave me the hey where is zac's gesture and i reply wif  a hey button down this is not ur wedding gesture... no lar i gave him a i dunnoe blank look lar. den he fast fast went out to check. lucky zac's big head is got substance eh. he noes better than to str away hide in another tutorial room than rsik walking the long corridor and got caught but button boi. and i suppress my awe and laffter for a full min(almost internal bleed) den i rushed out and the 3 of us the 3 stooges had the laff of the day... cheerios to buttons up... u are the best man(at the wedding cuz u button up muahahha)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11253770-111117266352812353?l=bigfeimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/feeds/111117266352812353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11253770&amp;postID=111117266352812353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default/111117266352812353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default/111117266352812353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/2005/03/quiz-my-life-away.html' title='quiz-my-life away'/><author><name>Feim@o</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18029516950278978286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11253770.post-111039452636649145</id><published>2005-03-09T02:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T10:55:26.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can you feel the love tonight?</title><content type='html'>Us being human beings differ from the other kim siu(qin shou=beast) by a very wonderful thing. We can feel, feel as in spiritually and mentally and emotionally. not groping. From this ability to feel, we develope the ability to love and feel loved. Of cuz i cant substantiate this wif solid proof u want me to. i cant possibly tell u tt a dung beetle dun feel loved when another dung beetle roll a big lump of shit for it as a gift. But from the many discovery channel stuff i watched, i feel other kim sius realli no gam cheng eh. i saw this male alligator pia-ing a female ally in all sense and at the heat of action, the male ally slither away after a platypuss.... haha platypus rite? Now u tell me, why would a sane ally who feels love pia the female it loved and den hurry after sum other species?? i dun even noe if the platypuss was female. Hahha i noe.. platypus.  The BLACK WIDOW spider.. nasty piece of work. male and female spider pia-ing... den out of nowhere, the bitch rolled the male up and savour it to the last hairy leg. Now tell me. one moment u are in the sensual pleasure and loving eightlegs of ur loved one and den u suddenly dieded. I mean bueh gam rite??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well all you horny bastards dun for once think tt this is al;l about piaing. i want to tok abt my feelings today. or rather yesterday.  was a day of many feelings. I woke up to feel a strong urge in my groin area. After tt went to school. today, NTU VOLLEYBALL MAIN SPIKE CAPTAIN PLUS STRAIGHT As STUDENT PLUS WINNING ELEVEN CHAMP PLUS HANDSOME STUD jackson wong jianli and my dua tow of FOc and dua ow of his own body zac went to find prof lim meng hoit(how u pronounce?) to clarify sum doubts. This guy, He risk the last feel strands of hair he has left to teach us and i really feel the teacherly love he has for us wanting us to do well.&lt;br /&gt;Later on, i rushed to tuition, giving tuition to my dear cousin susan who failed her english again.. tamade makes me feel malu.. but neway, her mm my auntie, noes i rushed over and straightaway went to buy me xian dan chao fan + oh lua. i feel loved by my auntie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later one i came back to very dead air orange orange de NTU, more specifically i went to Hall 11. there, i was hungry again. And my man kiat.. he understands how angry a man i can be when im hungry, initaite to cook noodles for me. however i ended up cooking, cuzhe threaten me wif washing. knn...but still, i feel loved.  AND NVMSCPSASPWECPHS jackson wong jianli came to du chu limebi do EE2007 tutorial. not tt he wanna act sut sut. but he want to make sure tt i do and of cuz do well... there u go love love love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this, my frens is the high light of the blog. this next lover of mine tt i hafta mention. i shall try to honour you now as much as possible. this person is my first ever volleyball captain MR Roger Chen Haoye. we 2 went back way long. Back in those days when he gan my fries like nobody's business. Well how he actualli dun put me in main 6.... and of cuz forever cuming to my hse to finish limbies HEI BI HIAM mini popiah every CNY. Now sounds bad enuff? i dun feel so.. he is a brother thru and thru. He is sumone who will stand by u when u are in the face of adversity. i know tt it is onli rite u drive me back when i request, but i want to say thank you. thannk you for being so generously sacrificing ur sleep time, tok to huiyi's time, do presentation time, da bian time(he can da bian for 45 min. knn woman make baby den carry baby den gif birth also faster than him) , SACRIFICING YOUR BIKES PETROL, UR BIKES SUSPENSION, FOR SO MANY TIMES TO DRIVE ME BACK TO HOME OR HALL FOR THE PAST 1.5 SEMS. I KNOW I MAKE DEMANDS. BUT I MAKE THEM WIF THE FULL CONFIDENT TT U CAN FULFIL THEM, BECUZ U ARE BROTHER GAO GAO. im neber angry wif u for putting me in main 12, i buy hei bi hiam every year for you and it was always my pleasure to share my freis with you. i definitely feel the love bro.. thanz alot all my cronies. im blessed wif all you fuckers. no mood for TIGER tonite.. actualli i drank 2 cans juz now but now gonna koon liao. cheerios&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11253770-111039452636649145?l=bigfeimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/feeds/111039452636649145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11253770&amp;postID=111039452636649145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default/111039452636649145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default/111039452636649145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/2005/03/can-you-feel-love-tonight.html' title='Can you feel the love tonight?'/><author><name>Feim@o</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18029516950278978286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11253770.post-111030071547057457</id><published>2005-03-08T08:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T08:51:55.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's wif the posting of songs???</title><content type='html'>Okay everyone, becuz im a virgin blogger, there are many things tt i bueh liao gai(dun understand) (alot of peeps say limbei hokkien too chim). i bueh liao gai why ppl likes to post lyrics of songs on their blog. Dun get me wrong there.. i think it is wonderful tt u actualli share a song wif others close to your heart. but why type out the lyrics??? got lyrics.com mah. ask our dear bro ah kai... he dunnoe dl gui ba gei lyrics liao. i juz visit goh's blog again. he got gan pua zueh lyrics and songs and stuff.. go check it out www.backtogood.blogspot.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now ppl who noe da zui goh will of cuz associate him wif good songs.. i wld like to refer to him as a song connoisseur. And im always happy when he shares his songs.  Becuz Goh also say tt im a imitating artitst i.e chiong eh, i decided to chiong again. of cuz we chiong wif a twist so as to gif ourself  grounds for defence when ppl shoot tio bo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so wif tt, i wld also liek to share a fav song of mine wif my dear frens who read my blog. now me and this song went back along way. my lao bu always blast in the morning to wake us up. i began to like it abt 2 yrs ago. along wif ah kiat and ah kai. we always sing in KTV(clean eh) sia. this song goes by the title of AAaahhh...AAaahhh xim ai eh mai kao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of the the AAaahh....AAAaahhh is anyhow one lar. Okay flora says my hokkien too cheem. jy dun undersatnd a shit.. my dear sp becca took 15 min to read a blog i wrote for 5 min, so today lan lan muz gif translation. so here goes.. oh btw.. this song is my Thunder... Thunder Chen...Chen Lei lar kao eh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xim Ai Eh Mai Kao( love of my heart dun cry)&lt;br /&gt;lyrics: chen lei(i think)&lt;br /&gt;music: chen lei(i think)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qiu gua xiong xim eh hing li         (hand carry a sad luggage: i noe got sentence structure error juz get the gist k?)&lt;br /&gt;gim li gua xim lai li kui          (today dun care heart/feeling to leave you)&lt;br /&gt;kua tio li mua bin eh chu lui           (see you face like sad sad)&lt;br /&gt; wa eh xim gua keong beh cui         (my heart organ cui)&lt;br /&gt;sui lian jin xim tia tang li                 (tho i love and dote on u wif my heart)&lt;br /&gt;ho siu bian keong ah bo yi yi          ( force each other also no meaning)&lt;br /&gt;sang li ji kah bo yin eh qiu ji           ( gif u a fateless ring)&lt;br /&gt;gam xia li pueh bua wa jia zueh ni   (thankew you for being wif me many yrs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAaahhh xim ai eh mai kao          ( AAaahhh love of my heart dun cry)&lt;br /&gt;chia li jiong qwa bang bueh kee          ( Please put me in ur forget list)&lt;br /&gt;AAaahhh li bo kiam wa wa bo kiam liii..      (AAaahh you dun owe me i dun owe u now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeat.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm how is it all? Leave a heavy feeling in ur xim also hor?  Okay peeps  actualli wanted to post things today but gan shack now. so i shall leave this melancholic song hanging in ur head and seeya soon. TIGER BEER!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11253770-111030071547057457?l=bigfeimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/feeds/111030071547057457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11253770&amp;postID=111030071547057457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default/111030071547057457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default/111030071547057457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/2005/03/whats-wif-posting-of-songs.html' title='What&apos;s wif the posting of songs???'/><author><name>Feim@o</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18029516950278978286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11253770.post-111021167338070021</id><published>2005-03-08T00:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T08:07:53.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lau bak sai</title><content type='html'>thru'out our life, there are bound to times when u scared until sai boon lau chut lai. oh well, it is gonna happen to me soon. not now, mebbe 3 weeks from now.  becuz i wanna prevent such wasteful lau-ing of sai, i try to change my raher indolent way of life. Wif this new resolution, limbei woke up gan za this morning, so can go enjoy breakfast wif bei bu. but early early nia i tio gan. cuz neber pack my stuff for hall the previous night. den after sum gan-ning, my mum got tired. so she headed downstairs to my dad's waiting car... and at that crucial moment, i felt an acute stab of pain in my but dor area.... hongan.. muz lao sai. why why why at this moment i haf to lau??? so i put down my very nice deuter transalpine my dear bros got me, my shoe bag wif my gai gai soccerboots hybrid...shoes.. watever.. and lastly my most chengxim buy of all.. TWIN-FUCKING-HEAD lappie. at that point of time sai already reach ka chng tow. den of cuz i made it in time lar... aden hor i quicky zua everything lar cuz i noe downstairs got 2 timebombs ai pok zah liao. i finish bombing japan in record time, rushed down and to my dismay, they haf lfet for the hawler centre. so i lan lan muz walk there myself.&lt;br /&gt;on reaching, i took the initiaitive to order my fav meepok dry b4 joing my bei bu. den i go there i noe hongan liao. cuz papa alreardy ordered bak gu teh for me.  Den once again i tio gan jialat jialat. 2 gans does not make a rite. so i very quiet after tt, not daring to incur the wrath of Mount Krakatoa and mount Vesuvious.  after tt lau bei drive me to sch. drag my barang upstairs and was really relieve tt the auntie haven arranged my shoes. she always anyhow arrange my shoes. i noe she meant well. but i like my shoes tt way. i left them outside in such a way tt i can pack it up and go. machiam recall manning like tt mah. den she muz nicely put them all in a str line from big to small. ..... den my slippers smallest mah. den always under the chair outside my room.. den in the morning wanna go pang jio muz bare foot.&lt;br /&gt;I manage to make it to my EE2006 tutorials.. chalking a GRAND TOTAL of 2 times attending. PAtricia wong realli corny... starting time take her own sweet time.. den towards the end rush like fiak... KNN&lt;br /&gt;PROF Wong: aiyah this one u all sure can do one lar.. so go back do okay???*silly grin*&lt;br /&gt;LIN NAO HIA!!!!!! limbei can do den i still dabao your mod  for fun and laffter ar????&lt;br /&gt;after tt joined NTU VBALL MAIN SPIKE CAPTAIN STR As JACKson wong and my big head zac for lecture. boring lect. lucky ruixian sit beside me.. haven seen her in lect for along time. so was pleasantly surprise when she sat beside me.&lt;br /&gt;After lect went library study wif zac and jackson and stephen chow victor. tho progress was slow and painful, i manage to learn sum stuffs, of cuz thanz to jackson and his ganning... lin nao hia at home tio gan in sch also tio gan. but i noe thay gan me for my own good. so okay.&lt;br /&gt;going jogging wif zac soon... that du lan kia say meet 11 now still haven call me... sai lin nioa eh lau ba bu.. going to change now. after tt cum back for a nice can of LAO HU beer. becuz im a TIGER MAN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11253770-111021167338070021?l=bigfeimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/feeds/111021167338070021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11253770&amp;postID=111021167338070021' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default/111021167338070021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default/111021167338070021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/2005/03/lau-bak-sai.html' title='lau bak sai'/><author><name>Feim@o</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18029516950278978286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11253770.post-111004350432118735</id><published>2005-03-06T01:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T09:25:04.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goh can blog so can I</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Let us explore the origins of this blog that i just started. Oh well... went back like half an hour ago. i was online and our correspondent from michigan tt is Goh Big Mouth invited me to read his fancy blog and after like 1 min of trying-not-to-get-bored-reading...... Why dun i get a blog of my own, the world wonders. And taaDaaa limbei's own blog. not much of a history there huh? Okay let us not for 1 min think tt limbei wanna copy Goh's blog because it is humanly impossible to his sibeh chim angmoh. Even when he was here living in sin-ka-por, he already use colurful vocabulary. like those colleen 16 pack colour pencils dual sides... Now tt he is dwelling in ameh li ka, he use those 72 pack dual sides eh. Whereas for me, i can onli manage simple simple language. Sthis being my maiden entry, i would like to set the records straight, tt is if anybody even bother reading my blog at all, dun kaobeime for anything i posted. i will get like head numbness if u all do tt. I imagine myself updating this blog like once a week... mebbe... hmm thats abt it for now. time for a beer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11253770-111004350432118735?l=bigfeimao.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/feeds/111004350432118735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11253770&amp;postID=111004350432118735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default/111004350432118735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11253770/posts/default/111004350432118735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfeimao.blogspot.com/2005/03/goh-can-blog-so-can-i.html' title='Goh can blog so can I'/><author><name>Feim@o</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18029516950278978286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
