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I did some major editing before I posted this picture. You can try finding out what I did to it. Whoever can guess it, I will treat her to a cup of tea. Here's something interesting I got from my secondary school's brother, Eric soh'sfriendster.

Learning Hokkien is easy...

Children is gina kia

Bird is jiao kia

Give birth is seh kia

Police is mata kia

Small house is chu kia

I am hokkien kia

Malay is huan kia

Hindu is kit leng kia

Malaysian is jiu hu kia

JApanese is jit pun kia

Bad guy is pai kia

Good guy is ho kia

Korean car is Kia

Furniture is Ikea

Handphone is Nokia

Person who read tis is Gong kia..

if u laugh now. u are SIA0 KIA..haha

SEE LEARNING IS EASY!!!

Fill in the following blank with "Yes" or "No"
a) ______ , I don't have a BRAIN.
Who said english easy

Deep thoughts

Lately I have been thinking, "Damien, you need a girlfriend. You can't stand being alone." But then when I think further, I ask myself ,"How am I going to keep this girlfriend? Will she run away from me?"

It is human nature to seek to have a certain "want" or "need", but once you possess it, you will be afraid of losing it. I am starting to think I am not matured enough in terms of my mentality. There's just too much for me to learn and many other processes I have yet to go through.

I have come out with a quote saying ,"you can lose your faith, your courage, your money, but you musn't lose yourself." Its really pathetic not having a map of where you are and where you are heading towards.

Going through all these thoughts, I realized that I have two major weaknesses. Of them, one is that I am indecisive; I can't really make up my mind on what I want. Theother would be that I can't control my thoughts. I am unable to direct my thoughts towards something. These weaknesses are very fatal for a business student to possess.

K box session

This is one of my family photos. It looks very blur as I use a camera to take a picture of the original photo.

Starting from the extreme left to right: you could see my elder sister, Jet. She looks more presentable now (trust me). She used to look older than me, but somehow things change when I enter my secondary 3 life.

Next is my mom, Mdm Tan carrying my little sister. My mom is a great cook equipped with general knowledge of the household Dos and Don'ts. My little sister, Grace now looks skinnier but a lot taller. She used to be so naive and cute, but she somehow managed to grow a "dark side" during the recent years when we moved to Hougang. She has became an irritating monster who knows how to play the "Gu Zheng." ("Gu Zheng" is a Chinese instrument that has a lot of strings and is played using your fingers.)

Next is my Dad, Mr. Teong. My relatives told me that I inherited his looks. I have to agree to a certain extent as he does look handsome (that means so do I). However he has aged a lot compared to the period of time this photo was taken. By the way, my Dad is a great gambler but I am nowhere near his standards.

Next is me. I used to look very naive, blur but obedient; however, looks can be deceiving. Moreover, I have matured into something that looks entirely different from that time. I believe most of us would agree to the fact that my face looks entirely different.

In the middle is my father's mother, my Granny. I don't really share much memories with her; but I do know that my Dad learnt gambling from her. I heard she was a queen of gamblers; but, that is also where all my family debts comes from.

It has been a long time since we had our last K Box session.

Together with Candice, Jean and Eddie, we went to Hougang Plaza's K Box today. It was tiring dragging ourselves there, but I am sure we had a great time, although Eddie's loud hailing voice isn't easy to tolerate. Accompanied by some static sounds from the lousy mic, Eddie definitely won the most irritating voice of the year. However, I must admit that I had a great time laughing at him.

During that few hours in the K Box, it did dragged me away from my projects. It was definitely worth my 14 dollars for that 3 hours screaming and shouting in that enclosed area.

I am going for another game of basketball tomorrow, However, I am not sure if my body can withstand my vigorous movements in the court.

Let us all work hard towards our goals.

A broken body

A picture of me at East Coast Park attending a BBQ organized by Wan Ting for the Gunung Tahan team. It was quite fun, we have a lot of food. However, the taxi fare on that day was $30.10 due to midnight charge.

I had this basketball match on last Friday. The matched I had were just fantastic. They are among the best games I have so far. I managed to picture some moves and stunts which I would be able to do in the future.

However, the adverse effects of these games were pretty painful as I hurt my back and every muscle in my legs. These injuries have been haunting me for the past 2 years. It is like a long-term liability on my body, a physical limitation.

With an additional skin irritation, I think I am going to break down soon.

I am just eager to find out how long more can this body goes on.

Body status: painful shoulders, haunting backache, dying thigh muscles, weak knee, useless ankles and a bunch of brittle bones.

One thousand reasons to be sad.

This picture was taken around 3 years ago. My mom was quite enthusiastic when the MC asks the crowd to help their son or daughter to change their ranks.

I was singing this "One thousand reason to be sad" while walking to the kitchen. Then my mom told me this ,"no money, not enough money, no girlfriend, all these really can add up to a thousand." That was very sarcastic of her to say those, but I feel that I would say something like that to my son if he was singing that song in front of me.

My mom is a sarcastic woman that can be a hypocrite at times. An example would be that she portrays a very nice image to my nonsensical paternal side of my family who are all Malaysians, but when they are gone, she would tell me a lot of bad stuff about them.

My elder sister is a human that is annoying, irritating and have the desire to kill anyone with her words. My younger is young at an age of 12 picking up a skill, "irritating people".

My Dad is a stubborn man powered by anger. My dad is a package deal, he has a strict and stern face but is playful when playing with toddlers; typically those type that has a hard exterior that is soft inside.

So here is the question, "what am I"?

I am stubborn at times, a hypocrite in nature and surrounded by an aura of anger and sarcasm; but I am starting to feel that it's kinda alright to have these characteristics in me. I am who I am, there's no shame having characteristics that resemble my family.

My family rocks.

Gangster Ethics: Rule no. 1

Rating: M18
Disclaimer: The following quotes and phrases originated from the author and his friends, the author will not be held for any responsibility if the readers were to turn violent or have any mishaps after reading.

Gangster Ethics: Rule No. 1
Destroy your opponent completely.

Allowing your opponent to live is both a disgrace for him and for you. Do not, at any time despise or belittle your opponent. Face each battle with a mentality that there is no turning back and you must only win. Always remember: the battlefield is a world of the unknown, anything can happen.

Destroying the enemy completely would refer to causing destruction to both your opponent mentality and physique to an extent whereby he would no longer be post a threat to you. However, this is only theoretical, it is totally impossible to destroy him completely unless you kill him. That is an unwise action to take unless you live in a corrupted country.

Please take note that our motive is not to kill him, but to destroy him to an extent that he is unable to retaliate.

There used to be this mentality that,"as long as the mountain lives, there would be wood and trees."

However, I change that quote to fit the modern society,"the moment you raise your offensive against me, you must make sure I am completely destroyed. As long I have one last breath, I would bring you down with me."

Gangster Ethics

This is a picture of Major Johnny, an NCC major and mentor with me, a freshman who just graduated from the 47th Cadet Lieutenant (CLT) Course. Major Johnny is a very nice guy who gives people courage and confidence by giving a very generous smile like a buddha.


Lately, I am having this desire to write this book called the "Gangster Ethics". If you look back at the 60s or 70s, you would see a bunch of gangsters fighting another bunch of gangsters. A man to man fight, a battle of the dumb but courageous and strong.

Look at our gangsters today; they are a bunch of disgraceful lot. Fancy beating up 1 person using a whole gang. We don't need a civil servant from the Ministry of Manpower to tell that bunch of gangsters that they are wasting manpower. Nor do we need a pirmary school teacher to tell you that, that is bullying? Its nothing more than a bunch of cowardy rats attacking a sick cat.

Aw manz, what has happen to all the fighting spirit that was around in those olden days? I happen to come across a conflict between a friend I met for a day and a gangster without any common sense.

Here's the story:
We (Clement, David and Edwin) happened to be waiting at this restaurant at Ang Mo Kio Jubilee as we are game masters (Camp C) for this particular game and have to stay there throughout the day. Then, this gangster came into the restaurant and poured his ice lemon tea onto this friend ,Ferdy who was sitting with 3 toher girls at the table beside us. Ferdy was really stunt and shocked and had no idea know how to react.

The Gangster (speaking in horrendous english) says ,"You come out, I want to talk to you."

Ferdy who was still shocked, replied ,"Orh."

Outside the cafeteria, the gangster confronted Ferdy ,"What is your intention of looking at me?"

My first reaction to his confrontation was ," Is this guy GAY?" Here's the idiotic perception, Ferdy, a guy surrounded by 3 average looking girls is LOOKING AT A GUY???? GIMME A BREAK!!! UTTERLY RUBBISH!

That was how I gained my inspiration to start writing this book of quotes ,"Gangster Ethics." It mainly aims to provide gangsters eductaion on common sense and logic, but you can read it purely for entertainment. I have started writing some quotes despite knowing that gangsters read nothing else but lottery results and soccer news.