2012. It's been so long. Frankly I never thought that I still cared. But I still need a platform to vent my frustrations I guess. 2008? Yeap thats right. 4 years. Nothing has change I guess. Life goes on its boring routine. Everyone's growing up. Getting distant. Everyone is walking down a different path I get it. But still. It has been awhile...
Primary School
Can't remember much. Except this bastard call Chester. Pretended to be my friend but hacked my email and then mail shit to the girls he like. Assuming my identity. Got me pretty fked up with everyone in the class. Fking Dog. Cheryl Loh. Pretty girl. But still. Out of my league. She's got it all. The looks. The brains. Even the cash. Still wishes her well though. Christian. Never stood a chance. Plus we're like 12? Ah fk it. Then there's Eric with the games and all. LOL. Boy that was some pretty intense times. He was a freaking play maker. Then there was Everett with the rapping and shit. Then there were some girls I added on msn just for fun. Talking to them and pretending I dun give a shit. Which I freaking did. LOL. Those were rather popular girls in school though. Sad me. Alright that sums it up. Primary School was sad.
Secondary School
Wow. Insane man. That was where I met tons of my best friends till now. There's Bryan,Arthur from my sec 1/2. Those were fine dudes. Then theres Han Cong and Hannes. Had a rough patch with them but reconciled in the end. Zhi Hwa was pretty fked up. I guess I owe him one. I was pretty angry when I hit his head. Then there was the choir gang. I guess I can only remember Leon. Lol. His voice was still crappy. sec 3/4 there's louis. Best buds. Hit a few rough patches but still, made our friendship rock solid. Then there's the bookworm club. Kwoks and his gang. Pretty ok relationship with them. Friends till now. Yup. Secondary school was pretty wicked. O yea. There's still the bastard sellick. Linking up to JC and army life man. He was pretty involved in my life for awhile that shit. Then there was the ngee ann gang. Oily people the KCs. And oily jim. But thats for JC talk. Which Im about to start... NOW!
Junior College
Breaking point. First year. Met Gabriel Beh, Kenneth Lim and Jun Jia. Those were pretty badasses. Stay in touch with JJ all the way. Wasnt that close with him though we were sec sch mates in the past. Then there was Kaiden. Wow. Led me to Abel Terry and Kent. Those bastards are pretty sick with all their badass behaviour. But still. Life was fking awesome with them. Never a boring day man. Then there jn and the dunman gang. Not a bad sight. They are wicked fun as well. Well going on to the classmates. Had 2 classes so, yea. Can't compare both though. They are fun in their own ways. The earlier one is more in to social gatherings, while the latter is more into sports and stuffs. Had conflicts with both but sorted out already. Life is still pretty awesome keeping in contact with them. Well then there's the girls. Really liked Jieying when she first came. Thought she was fun and stuff. Found out she's a total bitch in the end so yea. DONE. Then the 3Qs. Fking good friends. Supportive in whatever decisions I had. Plus they are really nice girls. Then there's well... Ok I did ponder for awhile but still this is my memories. And I only wanna write the truth. There's Maybelline. Surprisingly I didn't even notice her at first. Only after the project work period did I realise maybe I do have a crush on her. But maybe its just the resemblance she has to Cheryl Loh. I dunno. Well. Things got pretty awkward and shit and now its just rather fked up so, this part ends here. I still think she's a nice girl and all, and she was a pretty good friend for that time period. So yea, gotta thank her for wasting her time on me. Then there's gladys. What a fking bitch. Didnt even wanna mention her. But still. Fking bitch. Ok. then there's Gina. She was a pretty girl. Too bad i didnt even get to know her. Sad. JC kinda sums it up at this point. Spent 3 years here. Didnt really study much. Got awesome results. Showed fat bitch dawn ng in the face yo! Then it ended. Army starts...
National Service
7th Coy. Sch 4. 2304. Poh Chun How. Thats me. BMT SUCKS. Alright theres still a few plus points. Theres xiao pang who I still keep in contact. Gerald and shaunie. and pretty much thats it. O yea theres ambie too. Thanks to 2 ppl, Edison my buddy the fking dog who can go fk himself. And sellick. Mother Dog. Both of them. First guy got me confine. Then the second dude. whos so fking stupid that he cant even get into a university prank me so that he can satisfy this void in this air brain. And he pretty much got everyone to hate me. Well what a friend. Even in JC he was a fking douche. Theres the saying Bros before Hoes. He's practically the opposite. Being a HOE himself. Then theres 8SIR. Woo. Met jun wei and jun feng there. Best buds. The rest is just sleeping time. Regret that jun feng went to teng ah air base. Luckily jun wei followed me. So its pretty awesome. PLAB till now is like a roller coaster. Saw hector for the first time. Thought he was a interesting person. After a week, knew he is a noisy and smelly A hole who should just go fk himself. The smokers are pretty ok. The nerds are pretty awesome too. Except Chun Leong. And Niran. Both are fuck faces who should just go and kill themselves. Then there's the ORD peps. Pretty awesome too. Leng Poh is the best PC ever. He should just sign on and continue being slack. And then now, involved in eagles challenge. Met a few platoon one peps. And tmr is the fking results. Which I don't really give a fk. Except my OFFs.
So this sums up my life. People I didn't mention doesn't mean that they are not important. Its just that people who I write here either used to be really important or are just fked ups that I regretably had the chance to meet in my life. So yea. Adios. Signing off on 7 Feb 10.38pm. Memories. From a pretty broken heart. :)
Tuesday, 7 February 2012
Tuesday, 20 September 2011
A Tired Man
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.
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.
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...
Monday, 1 November 2010
There was a man (Cont'd)
There was a man...
Sad man no more;
Frustrated to the core,
fucked by stress
his life suppress.
He longs to know
his life re-told
will he be a better soul...
He remember once
someone said
that life is like
a roses bed.
Glamorous on the outside
or so it seems
everyone aspires to lie within.
Yet the ugly truth
remains untold;
because within...
where life unfold,
thorns so sharp
they cut u whole.
Ur flesh may seem to hurt a lil'
but deep down inside
a tormented soul,
his mind is broken
and his heart
has stopped.
Sad man no more;
Frustrated to the core,
fucked by stress
his life suppress.
He longs to know
his life re-told
will he be a better soul...
He remember once
someone said
that life is like
a roses bed.
Glamorous on the outside
or so it seems
everyone aspires to lie within.
Yet the ugly truth
remains untold;
because within...
where life unfold,
thorns so sharp
they cut u whole.
Ur flesh may seem to hurt a lil'
but deep down inside
a tormented soul,
his mind is broken
and his heart
has stopped.
Thursday, 28 October 2010
There was a man.
There was a man.
A sad sad man.
His life was sad.
Pretty darn sad.
But all will change
as time goes by.
He sees a girl,
a pretty girl.
Pretty Specs. Pretty tall.
Pretty cute. But that was all.
Pity the man.
For he's a fool.
You never know what a man can do
Faced with fear. and stress. and pressure.
Hah! He will be rejected.
For the man.
is simply
just a man.
A really sad man.
But...
just a man.
He knows the truth.
Reality bites.
Sad to say,
He's far too shy.
Under the cold complexion
lies a fragile heart.
He will never let his heart be shattered
because...
he can never
ever
recover...
A fonding heart
withers.
All's left is hate.
Anger. Frustration.
Bitterness...
lingers...
in...
the man.
To Be Cont'd...
A sad sad man.
His life was sad.
Pretty darn sad.
But all will change
as time goes by.
He sees a girl,
a pretty girl.
Pretty Specs. Pretty tall.
Pretty cute. But that was all.
Pity the man.
For he's a fool.
You never know what a man can do
Faced with fear. and stress. and pressure.
Hah! He will be rejected.
For the man.
is simply
just a man.
A really sad man.
But...
just a man.
He knows the truth.
Reality bites.
Sad to say,
He's far too shy.
Under the cold complexion
lies a fragile heart.
He will never let his heart be shattered
because...
he can never
ever
recover...
A fonding heart
withers.
All's left is hate.
Anger. Frustration.
Bitterness...
lingers...
in...
the man.
To Be Cont'd...
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