i was supposed to meet fysh and go COMEX.
but i heard from a birdie tad called me just as i was about to leave the house, that a certain white asses aussie/singaporean foo was back in town.
and he "demanded" my presence.
so being the good loyal fren tad i am, i squared things with fysh and headed down.
and i realised sumthin.
im really really blessed with awesome brothers.
in jc,i have fysh/alv,
in maris,josh,dudders,tim,
and whole loada buddies.
all male.
and i thank God for every single one of them.
you guys are truly a blessing.
despite all the shit tad can pass in btw,sumhow we still stick toget.
we were discussing yest,just how God MUST have had a hand in our lives.
how 4 years ago,when we left each others lives,we would've just as readily dismissed our brotherhood as sumthin gone with the wind,each of us headed our own seperate ways,different JCs,Polys,
but yet,here we still are,sittin opposite each other,
still the same brothers as before within,a lil diff on the outside,
a lil more mellowed,a lil sombre,the drinks have changed from coke and sprite to chivas and beer,
but still,at the end of it all,brothers in heart.
and we were all commenting how it felt so good.
and sumhow the topic changed to this and i juz found it heart-achinly true.
once we step into church,its like we wear a mask.
everyone hides their flaws,looks as pristine as possible,and as a result,you cant open up without fear of being "judged" and all.
but yet,within this circle,we feel so comfortable nuf to open up.
we dun care about face here,
ugly truths,darkest secrets,
all come to light.
and it feels so dam good, to be in the company of people who know everythin and yet love you still all the same.
no "omg seriouslyy,shit you la.why.."startin the whole guilt trip nonsense,
it'll juz be "hmm.okay." waits to hear more,if none is forthcoming,doesnt matter.
still love you all the same.
therein lies true brotherhood please.
how many people do you know off.
tad you can tell everythin.i really mean EVERYTHIN.
if there's a need to you'll even confide your "di%@" size kinda people and without fear of recriminations.
i have my bros.:D
and thank God for you guys.:)
witout you,witout being able to truly express myself and bottle it all up inside,this lil emo kid would really lose it.:D
/hug
on another side of the coin.i'll FOREVER remember last night.rofl.
stories tad i will tell my grandkids.
"boy ah..you see tad ang moh kia there...i tell you story ah...when he was 20 like tad right...........and he was drunk..to the point where "he broke a seal"....etc.etc..."
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH.
FOREVER AND FOREVER AMEN SEARED IN MY MIND
KEKEKEKE
part 2 of my entry.:)
today is a happy day.:)
why?
well.firstly,sumthin finally came in the mail.:)
TADA!!!!DO I LOOK HAPPY PLEASE.:)
and finally aft years and years of wanting my own gaming mouse,
Comex has provided me with one.:)
ohmnigawd isnt it gorgeous pls.
yes its green cuz green's my fav color,and its more unqiue den the advertisment blue which every tom,dick harry ah beng would must probably get.so there.:D
and lastly.part 3 of my entry's basically a lil insight into the lil "emo potato" kid that i am.its responsible for the title btw.
today i finally got back sumthin tad in a fury fit,i "threw" back cuz i didnt wanna be reminded of shit animore.
now despite havin resolutely decided to leave it all behind,
quite a lot of pple couldnt figure wth i wanted em back.
and this should explain it all.:D
within my room,hidden in the highest cupboard lies a lil green box.
it isnt used much.
rarely opened to be frank.
maybe only when im feelin mel or sumthin along those lines.
and wad lies inside,are wad i term "physical memories"
little things from my very 1st relationship and other lil nitpicks.notes from pple when im feelin down,postcards of concern.
but 99% of it,are my relationship "markers"
from letters from the time of when the love 1st blossomed,to the point it goes sour.
ive cried before just from readin these letters again.
everytime i read sarah's letters i always feel dam shitty inside.
sigh.
but niwae.not the point.shall not get mel.
so yup.
why did i bring up this box.
cuz basically its time to stop carryin around stuff.
her letters,our rings,our pictures.
i'll miss the familiar jangling sound of the rings my keypouch,i'll miss the reassuring bulk tad was her letters and her photos in my wallet.
but i guess its truly time.
so here's 4 pics from one of the more privvy nooks in my room.
this here's the box,
this here's the stuff from sarah.(/teary eyed pls.)
seriously lotsa regret there.
sometimes just too much.
you prob dun read this animore,but if you do,im sorry.and i'll ALWAYS be.
anytime please.if you should ever want to.anytime.
the new entry,
teddy from before,
and teddy with his new bling,never to shine again cuz it wunt see the light.
its seems only fittin that he was the start,and he would keep the rings i guess.
oh wells.
shall not dwell too long in this shit.emo ftl.
shall go wow now.hope you enjoyed the lil insight.
kekek.
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