A rant.
By a tired man.
Dam fked up.
Seriously.
How should I begin? Hmm... Lets start from the first injustice then. Operation Accusation. Live round lost = Man's fault. Coz commanders are confirm in the right whereas man is always in the wrong. Why u nvr check? U gonna sign alot of extras. Fk off. Did u check? No way in hell. I didn't even touch the fking mag. Bitch. So blame the man then. Everything also my fault lor. I go DB sua. :) CCB. Fking Dogs.
Second injustice. PSP case. Fk la. How the fuck I know he bring PSP. Then tio taiji also my fault. Fking Dog.
Third injustice. Ya la no need sign extra. Like real. CCB in the end still need serve right. Fk. Betrayed by ex-school mate no.1
Fourth injustice. I plan u fking leng duty. Fk ur mom. 7 hrs in a row with no lunch call leng? CCB u might as well stab me in the front mother fker. Betrayed by ex-school mate no.2
Aiya. No matter what, Commanders = Leaders. Man = Losers. Kena fked by Commanders = Man deserve it. Everything just push to the Man la. Fk all of u man. CCB. Hope u all burn in hell. Dogs. Mother Fkers. STOP PUSHING THE BLAME TO ME. AND EVERYTHING ACCUSE ME. AND EVERYTHING KP ME. THEN PUNISH ME FOR SOMETHING I DIDNT DO. FUCK THIS FKING SHIT. FKING ASSHOLES. FKING UNIT. FKING SHIT. MAKE US GO MANDAI CAMP THEN DUMP THE FUCK US THERE. FKING CHOA CHUA KANG INTERCHANGE AH? FK UR MOM LA NAHBEH. HOW THE FUCK I GO HOME FROM THERE U FKING MORON. USE UR BRAINS CAN ANOT FKING DOG.
Rant ended.
By a tired man.
Facebook too many spies. Boh Bian.
Tuesday 20 September 2011
Monday 5 September 2011
A Lonely Man
Been a while its sad to say;
Yet again Im on my way...
Memories flow back yesterday;
Am I a fool, here I lay,
On a stone hard rocky bay...
Pondering to myself the dreams I had;
Or so it seems, reality's pretty bad...
A lonely man can never be so sad;
Twisted thoughts will make him mad...
He walks again on the lonely road;
Resembling a loathesome grouchy toad...
He curses and swears at his miserable existence;
A lifelong of regret and filthy resentment...
He will never live to see;
A image re-created deep beneath the seas...
From the memories,
of just
a simple
and rather
lonely
man...
Yet again Im on my way...
Memories flow back yesterday;
Am I a fool, here I lay,
On a stone hard rocky bay...
Pondering to myself the dreams I had;
Or so it seems, reality's pretty bad...
A lonely man can never be so sad;
Twisted thoughts will make him mad...
He walks again on the lonely road;
Resembling a loathesome grouchy toad...
He curses and swears at his miserable existence;
A lifelong of regret and filthy resentment...
He will never live to see;
A image re-created deep beneath the seas...
From the memories,
of just
a simple
and rather
lonely
man...
Friday 6 May 2011
There was a man (Finale)
The man stopped thinking,
when he picked up his phone;
he knew it was over,
he was such a buffoon..
The consequences was unintended,
his meaning was misapprehended..
There was never a right nor wrong,
only a simple fool penning his song..
A song of his journey,
ups and downs;
writing his misery,
in blue, black and brown...
Okay the last phrase doesn't makes sense. But it still has to rhyme. I guess. I am currently still in a state of shock after seeing that much sms-es at one go from a single person. I guess my point is that I have absolutely no intention of making u cry because obviously why would I want that to happen if all I do is encourage u all the time.. And u are not a bad girl. Definitely. I for sure am and is a bad person. For I made a girl who sincerely care for me cry because of what I wrote. Those were my honest opinions at that point of time because whatever I write is the truth and only the truth because, I hate to lie. I can't deny the fact that I was not sad or hurt but yet I do not want u to suffer the pain that I went through because it seriously sucks. Actually I want to show u something.
(No Subject)
15/2/2009 Chun How Poh
From: paladebaba@hotmail.com
Saved: 15 February 2009 08: 17AM
To:
Hey. I bet that u are wondering why am I writing this email to you. The truth is, I have liked u for a very long time. Everytime I see ur smile it just touches me. Lately this feeling instead has been torturing me instead. Thus, the series of events have happened. Be it the isolation or the whatever crap. Finally I tell myself today. Enough is Enough. I have been sad for a very long time and in a way I will break down very soon. I just wanna confess that I like you. But from today onwards, I will stop liking u because I think it puts u off anyway. I hope that we can still be friends though. I just hope that the awkwardness or the cold feeling towards me will totally vanish. I dun want to hate the world anymore..
From your Friend always, Sha Zi.
I actually wanted to send u this email 2 years ago.. But I remembered something happen halfway so I didnt send it in the end. I then became the weird person who stopped talking to girls until recently I guess. Maybe it became a trauma or what but I dunno. The point of me showing u this email is that it has always been a burden on my mind because maybe this email will seriously scare u off and we might not ever talk again. Yet I feel that it I do not get this off my chest I will always live with a regret. The point of this entire entry is that. I really do not hate u. Nor have I deserved anything worthy. Yes. Me. Not U. of making u cry. I just wanna say that maybe at the end of the day I have really have just gone through what everybody elses' is experiencing. It is simply life I guess. Life is not always a bed of roses I guess. But seems that Im just really allergic to roses thats all.
Haha. Just don't need to feel guilty. Or Sad. Because then that is the very reason that I am sad. To see a person who care for me feeling down. I guess maybe this is really the very last time that we might really be conversing cause I know the situation's abit awkward. But I just wanna say that no matter how long time has passed, there are some things in life that lingers on no matter how hard u try to forget...
By Chun How..
(Or for the last time..ShaZi)
when he picked up his phone;
he knew it was over,
he was such a buffoon..
The consequences was unintended,
his meaning was misapprehended..
There was never a right nor wrong,
only a simple fool penning his song..
A song of his journey,
ups and downs;
writing his misery,
in blue, black and brown...
Okay the last phrase doesn't makes sense. But it still has to rhyme. I guess. I am currently still in a state of shock after seeing that much sms-es at one go from a single person. I guess my point is that I have absolutely no intention of making u cry because obviously why would I want that to happen if all I do is encourage u all the time.. And u are not a bad girl. Definitely. I for sure am and is a bad person. For I made a girl who sincerely care for me cry because of what I wrote. Those were my honest opinions at that point of time because whatever I write is the truth and only the truth because, I hate to lie. I can't deny the fact that I was not sad or hurt but yet I do not want u to suffer the pain that I went through because it seriously sucks. Actually I want to show u something.
(No Subject)
15/2/2009 Chun How Poh
From: paladebaba@hotmail.com
Saved: 15 February 2009 08: 17AM
To:
Hey. I bet that u are wondering why am I writing this email to you. The truth is, I have liked u for a very long time. Everytime I see ur smile it just touches me. Lately this feeling instead has been torturing me instead. Thus, the series of events have happened. Be it the isolation or the whatever crap. Finally I tell myself today. Enough is Enough. I have been sad for a very long time and in a way I will break down very soon. I just wanna confess that I like you. But from today onwards, I will stop liking u because I think it puts u off anyway. I hope that we can still be friends though. I just hope that the awkwardness or the cold feeling towards me will totally vanish. I dun want to hate the world anymore..
From your Friend always, Sha Zi.
I actually wanted to send u this email 2 years ago.. But I remembered something happen halfway so I didnt send it in the end. I then became the weird person who stopped talking to girls until recently I guess. Maybe it became a trauma or what but I dunno. The point of me showing u this email is that it has always been a burden on my mind because maybe this email will seriously scare u off and we might not ever talk again. Yet I feel that it I do not get this off my chest I will always live with a regret. The point of this entire entry is that. I really do not hate u. Nor have I deserved anything worthy. Yes. Me. Not U. of making u cry. I just wanna say that maybe at the end of the day I have really have just gone through what everybody elses' is experiencing. It is simply life I guess. Life is not always a bed of roses I guess. But seems that Im just really allergic to roses thats all.
Haha. Just don't need to feel guilty. Or Sad. Because then that is the very reason that I am sad. To see a person who care for me feeling down. I guess maybe this is really the very last time that we might really be conversing cause I know the situation's abit awkward. But I just wanna say that no matter how long time has passed, there are some things in life that lingers on no matter how hard u try to forget...
By Chun How..
(Or for the last time..ShaZi)
Tuesday 3 May 2011
There was a man (III)
As time goes by.
the sorrow dies..
Within the man resides,
a whole new hatred;
for the girl of his dreams,
has long been faded..
The man has grown,
hiding his sad frown;
an aura of toughness surrounds him
for his nation awaits his regime..
The time has come,
for him to serve;
2 years of horror,
gets on his nerve..
The man has often try so hard,
never appreciated; always exasperated,
his efforts shattered, shard to shard..
The broken pieces can never mend,
as he often curse and swear;
crushed and never being able to fend,
from the accursed evil lair...
fuck. my standard drop liao. fucking army's fault. BOOKIN LIAO LO!!! NTU psychology or NUS FASS sia... Last time I was here I was fking worrying about A levels. Turns out A levels period was kind of the best period of my life. Sian...
the sorrow dies..
Within the man resides,
a whole new hatred;
for the girl of his dreams,
has long been faded..
The man has grown,
hiding his sad frown;
an aura of toughness surrounds him
for his nation awaits his regime..
The time has come,
for him to serve;
2 years of horror,
gets on his nerve..
The man has often try so hard,
never appreciated; always exasperated,
his efforts shattered, shard to shard..
The broken pieces can never mend,
as he often curse and swear;
crushed and never being able to fend,
from the accursed evil lair...
fuck. my standard drop liao. fucking army's fault. BOOKIN LIAO LO!!! NTU psychology or NUS FASS sia... Last time I was here I was fking worrying about A levels. Turns out A levels period was kind of the best period of my life. Sian...
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