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Thursday, August 30, 2007

Today i went to marina south on my own.. jus to clear my mind.. i went to the pier.. then to the place where people always fly kites.. but now they're renovation that place.. so there's not much space to fly kites anymore..

watched Will Smith's movie The Pursuit Of Happiness.. fuckin sad i have to say.. u guys gotta catch it..



Those memories were sweet,
12:49 AM




Tuesday, August 28, 2007

He loves her..
But she loves this guy right here..
and he somebody else..
You just can't win..
And so it goes..
Till the day you die..
This thing they call love..
It's gonna make you cry..
I've had the blues..
The reds and the pinks..
One thing for sure..


LOVE STINKS YEA YEA~
LOVE STINKS YEA YEA~
LOVE STINKS YEA YEA~


LOVE STINKS



Those memories were sweet,
1:10 AM




Saturday, August 25, 2007

sigh y must i always feel like shit..
im paranoid and i hate it..
i cant help myself from thinkin negative..
ive been tryin really hard to stop it all my life..



Those memories were sweet,
10:55 PM




Friday, August 24, 2007

At some points i really felt like
A Total Goofball..


from just screaming at the top of my lungs
with shepherd while ridin..
singin, this old man, he played one, he played nic nac on my spine...
talking to strangers when the lights were red..
disturbing bangladesh was fun


i'd like to do that sometime again soon~
if u want to, that is..



Those memories were sweet,
3:34 PM





shepherd sheep's day out..


today was an extraordinary day for me i guess.. went out with shepherd. or should i say poop poop.. hha.. indeed a long day.. very long day..

was awoken by shepherds msg.. i called her talked for awhile after that.. i called the bikebulance to ask them to tow my bike.. got probs again fuck.. then after awhile i got dressed took the taxi to the workshop.. asked for my bike but then they said need to do further stuff to repair.. and they loan me that same red vespa i rode last time.. haha.. they said they'll have it ready by tomorrow morning they hope..

i rushed to queensway.. i got to queeensway mrt station but i thought it was commonwealth so i stop and asked for direction..

Me : uncle ar.. one question how do i get to queensway mrt station..
UNCLE : he pointed to that side of the road..
ME: thanz ar.. ok thanz bye..

i went on to the road.. i reached the next mrt station quickly parked my bike.. then walked to the station.. called her twice but she didnt pick up.. she called me mins after that.. i asked hey where u? she said she she reached already then when i reached the station i realised that its not queensway mrt station but it was red hill.. that means that previous station was the correct one.. wtf.. i told her to wait.. i'll be there in a jiffy..

once reached i called her.. once she went down the stairs i was like wtf.. she's so fuckin tall. she taller than me like a alot of cm.. hha.. i felt like a small boy.. hah.. ok

luckily i didnt choked or feel awkward.. i felt shy at first but when we got to my bike i felt smooth i think.. then we rode off to little guilin.. on the way. she was like very funny.. ok i will cut that.. but i think its very cute haha. we went to to get something to eat.. then we bought tid bits to bring to the place.. i was really excited i swear ahah.. ok then we reached.. we talked crapped, played guitar.. for i think 4 to 5 hrs.. till i got sunburn.. hha.. i swear the place really has a breathtaking view.. we watched uncles fish there.. i love nature.. it makes me feel like jump into the water eventhough its filty.. or jus climb that cliff.. hha.. we played songs like kiss me.. blind.. and the most was take me away... hah

anyway.. at about 7? i think we went off.. i at ridin at night.. feels like flyin haah.. cuz of the cold wind.. haha.. yea.. so yea..

ok i really had alot of fun i swear.. its a very tiring but fun filled day.. i dont know about u shepherd but i really had alot of fun hha..



Those memories were sweet,
1:36 AM




Monday, August 20, 2007


i wanna blog but i jus dont know wat to blog man.. y is it so hard to blog nowadays?

i think i'll jus post the pics Nadia took at the Singapore Poly Built Enviroment performance..

enjoy~




Nan playin his bass



Din screamin?





eh handsome sia this guy.. he looks awfully familiar






no comment..






Brothers in action




Brother from another mother





Gay love where's mannan and izzat?




Our gang's dark oath? NOT!






from nan.. ouhh me so horny me love u loonngg timee~

Ps.. the lead guitarist Izzat was on here on that day due to school stuff..




Those memories were sweet,
10:56 PM




Thursday, August 16, 2007

alot has happened since last post..

I got back my baby.. my wife.. my love.. my bike.. :) finally its back..
the workshop called me that day.. asked me to come over and see wats the fault in my bike.. i came over after school and found out that my bike's piston was badly scratched.. both the piston and the piston block.. so the only thing to get my bike back is to pay 290 for a new piston and a piston block.. and the mechanic was kind enough to give me 230 bucks.. then the mechanic asked me to go back and think.. so yea i did..

2 days later, they called again.. they asked me to come back.. said that my bike is ready.. i mean ready? i haven even got the money yet.. then when i reached they said dont need pay cuz when they tried to open up the insides deeper.. they found something burned.. they said most prob the engine oil didnt get thru the engine sometimes.. so that explains y then piston is damage.. so i gave back the vespa.. and yea got on my precious little bike then rode off..



on the same day.. met aizat under my block to go to bike shop jus to see.. he asked me to follow him to send his sister to work.. so we rode off.. like normal.. at the chinese temple near my place.. it happened so damn fast.. i saw this van was gettin away from a taxi.. and aizat wanted to get move away.. he was too late.. he hit the back left side of the van.. BOOM... and i was jus right bhind him.. i was shocked.. i stop my bike.. tried to help them.. everyone was like helpin.. then the ambulance came took them away.. the traffic poilce came asked me questions.. and he told me that i cant be aizat's witness cuz im a friend of his.. so yea.. his sister had a deep cut on the lips, bruises and scratches on thehand.. torned shirt.. badly swollen right leg.. she was badly shaken.. Aizat had alot of scratches on both his arms.. a cut on his chin.. the best part: his pants was torn right at the groin part.. and Bestest part: his boxers was torn too..

so thats the story.. finish.. im tired typin..





and so ive deleted all the fuckin msges that she sent me.. all 500plus of them.. i used to keep almost a 1000 of them but i deleted it bit by bit.. and now that ive deleted all of it.. i asked myself..

have i gotten over her.?
have i moved on?
has she moved to the back of my fuckin mind and nvr come back?



Those memories were sweet,
12:37 AM




Sunday, August 12, 2007

had a long day today.. woken up at 12.45 by izzat's call.. i was like blur.. went jammin with the band at 2.. had fun as usual.. then at 4 me din and qader went to my place.. i put my guitar then went out again.. we went to arts house.. there's a gig there.. but i didnt go in.. neither did they.. we jus went there.. meet up with the others.. mannan, mannan's friend and naim..

then me and din when to east coast park to celebrate syu's birthday.. meet up with nadia, radi and his 2 siblings.. and the bday girl syu.. ate played game.. talked crapped.. then went to my house void deck and talked me and din.. then meet fitri.. then went back..

now im front of the com so fuckin bored.. dont know wat to do... i need someone to entertain me QUICk or i'll die of boredom..

btw my fuckin friend brian gave me brand new gloves for bike.. maybe he's not an ass after all.. well i still hate him haha..

still fuck u brian..





ohh YA! BTW! i got a 5 DAYS VESPA)%)@%)@(($)_!@%
here's the story

i was ridin my bike like usual on expressway to my uncle's house.. he asked me to help him do something.. so i went la.. like normal. then suddenly at punggol my bike was riding smooth when all of a sudden my bike slowed down to a stop i try acceleratin it but it wont move faster.. then eventually i stopped my bike at the shoulder of the road.. i was like wat the fuck.. wat if i cant start my bike then i'll have to push all the way..? then i tried startin it. the sound of my engine was like super diff.. sounds like as if its gonna die..

then fortunately the engine started but there was a funny sound.. and yesterday i went to workshop to as for help.. waited for fuckin 1 hr for the mechanic to come back from lunch.. when he came.. he asked about my bike.. then he asked me to wait another fuckin hr..

ok ok for those who dont know me.. im a very impatient guy.. and im super aware of that..

then i waited again till i almost died i think.. finally he came in the waitin area..he told me he said it cant be fixed by today.. he said he's gonna open the engine and see wats inside and the faults.. he said he'll need 1 or 2 days to get it done.. and with my incrediblely super clever large brain i think it'll take at least 4 5 days including weekends..
and he said that he'll lend me the workshop stand by bike to me.. so i said wee.. ahaha.. at least i dont need to take public.. and he showed me the bike.. its was a super bright red vespa..

i shall call its my 5 days vespa..

sorry if my english like shit.. cuz im sleepy.. ok ok i ego.. ha



Those memories were sweet,
1:13 AM




Friday, August 10, 2007

today's post will be fuckin short..

i got a fuckin friend whose name is brian.. and i swear to god i hate him... i swear.. dont ask me y.. but he's like a bad influence.. so pls ohh pls.. get him off my back for once.. pls i had enough and now RIGHT NOW he's hittin on me again..

fuck u brian



Those memories were sweet,
3:45 AM




Wednesday, August 08, 2007

MY LOVE FOR MICHELLE BRANCH NEVER DIES! WOO HOO!! ahhahahahaha...

ok ok ok o ko kok ok im high.. sorry.. BYe!!






Those memories were sweet,
1:37 PM




Wednesday, August 01, 2007

I cant believe i still keep all ur msges ur pictures..
All of it are still in my hp..
I think twice thrice 4 5 times before deletin it.. and i still haven..
and i fuckin found out that u got a new fuckin bf..
ohh how delightful.. i will be waitin till the day u guys break up..
i would like to see that..
just to see u suffer..


I'll kill that guy for all i care.. he's in ns.. was a friend.. Fuck u
aww got ur leg broken? i'll break the other one for u..
better yet.. i'll break ur face..
that would be better right?
with my own skateboard
nvm, u said u love him to bits.? well lets see how long that will last


i remember that picture.. that place.. ARR *()*@%*@$&(*@()@*

Fuck, Hisham ure goin crazy again

relax.. it'll soon be over..

very soon

http://www.friendster.com/user.php?statpos=bc&uid=19161082


Fucked




help?



Those memories were sweet,
1:05 AM