ARTTEEN FURTEENS baby....
who does not who they are....
they are the best my man
hahaha
okok serious shit! AFT is a group that brings in youths and nurtures them unil they are filled with talents.
it is a group i joined and have not regretted any moment of it.
many of my classmates do not know what is AFT is at this moment of time but believe me it will become of the greatest act groups around. even better than act3 itself!
well the starting few months were odd, everything is new, new people, new place basically the atmosphere itself was new to me.
i did not know what i was doing here, for some reason it did not intrest me at the start. but after getting to know everyone.....man i am so gald that i made THE BEST decision ever.
i also have to admit that i was a slacker in this group but only went for their meetings and rehearsals for the company of my friends......until when naathan talked to me about what would happen to aft after saras leaves few weeks back. that was a random talk but somehow it hit me on what the hell am i doing now. IT IS WRONG MAN!
since then i started to do my work and saras said these words more than once " i am proud of u. u are a changed man." it felt good when she said this and at then tought to myself why couldn't i have started this earlier and get praises. praises are not the main reason but finally i am doing something that will help AFT in the future....
COOL SHIT!
Sunday, January 30, 2011
Monday, January 17, 2011
sucky week!
sorry peeps....
its been a long time since i have wrote and you know why?
cause this week fucking sucks
i have finishes my 300 dollar allowance this week
how u ask me?
i also dont know
serious la makkal
i dont know how i finished it
maybe it is because i took taxi almost everyday travelling from woodlands to bishan during peak hours?
wtf man
how could i wast so much money
oh yah ppl, money is not the only problem
stupid decisions made by me that caused shit problems which i dont wanna share
but one thing many doors has opened and many windows are clear now
:):):):):)
its been a long time since i have wrote and you know why?
cause this week fucking sucks
i have finishes my 300 dollar allowance this week
how u ask me?
i also dont know
serious la makkal
i dont know how i finished it
maybe it is because i took taxi almost everyday travelling from woodlands to bishan during peak hours?
wtf man
how could i wast so much money
oh yah ppl, money is not the only problem
stupid decisions made by me that caused shit problems which i dont wanna share
but one thing many doors has opened and many windows are clear now
:):):):):)
Monday, January 3, 2011
MOM!
my mom is such a great person but there are times where she irritates me like hell. the time she irritates me is when she does not believe me. on jan 1, i wanted to go kbox and just slack with my friends.she asked where i was going and i told her kbox. just when i did her face totally changed. you could litereally see that pissed face of hers.
she then asked "who gave you the permission to go?" when the day before i already told her i am going and she did not say anything.....we all know that silence means consent....believing that i was like ok.
she even called my dad who was busy on that day to "inform" not complain people but "inform" him.
these were her exact words "look at him he is ready and all......and now wants to go out.....they all start like this kbox then pool/snooker and u know what next"
after a very long dual i did go out
but that jus made me think why cant she just trust me? i am going to be eighteen in a short while but she still thinks of me as a small child.
what ever i am saying now does not make my mom a bad person i still love her but she has to trust me and just know i wont go the wrong way.....she has done alot of great things but she just has to believe in me.
here is a story of a mom and always reminds me of my mom......here it goes....
there was this mom with her only child. the mom had only one eye and looked very disgusting and even her child discriminated her. she did not have enough money to even support herself but always tried to make her son happy and always gave him the best. when he asked for a motorbike she bought for him when he wanted a guitar she bought for him.she never once frowned or said NO.
soon the day of the sons's marriage came by and the mother had to sell her house where they stayed for 15 years to make the marriage seem grand. the son soon had his own children. if the children and wife did not like the mom would not be a prob but even the son hated his mom. he could not stand her sight. he always scolded her.
why of all people must you give birth to me? why are you this ugly? can you go find your own place to stay? he ranted at his mom.
the mom always wanted his happines and so stayed in an old folks home. 2 years later she passed away. even then the son did not want to go for her funeral and he acted as he did know about her death. 5 years later from her death when he is abit well off he went back to his old house where he stayed for 15 years. while looking through the house.....he found a note from his mom
"Son i know you will come here one day to look through this place. By the time you are reading this i might be no more but what ever it is i still love you. i love you till a point of time i did not have enough medicines for my self and only could afford to bath only once a week. but you did not care. here is something my son, that i have never told you.....when you were 5 you got into a freak accident and lost your eye and that left eye of yours is not really yours......i love you my son and always want the best for you. I did not care how i looked but wanted you to look like a prince."
so people we should always be grateful to our mom as they always want the best for us.....
she then asked "who gave you the permission to go?" when the day before i already told her i am going and she did not say anything.....we all know that silence means consent....believing that i was like ok.
she even called my dad who was busy on that day to "inform" not complain people but "inform" him.
these were her exact words "look at him he is ready and all......and now wants to go out.....they all start like this kbox then pool/snooker and u know what next"
after a very long dual i did go out
but that jus made me think why cant she just trust me? i am going to be eighteen in a short while but she still thinks of me as a small child.
what ever i am saying now does not make my mom a bad person i still love her but she has to trust me and just know i wont go the wrong way.....she has done alot of great things but she just has to believe in me.
here is a story of a mom and always reminds me of my mom......here it goes....
there was this mom with her only child. the mom had only one eye and looked very disgusting and even her child discriminated her. she did not have enough money to even support herself but always tried to make her son happy and always gave him the best. when he asked for a motorbike she bought for him when he wanted a guitar she bought for him.she never once frowned or said NO.
soon the day of the sons's marriage came by and the mother had to sell her house where they stayed for 15 years to make the marriage seem grand. the son soon had his own children. if the children and wife did not like the mom would not be a prob but even the son hated his mom. he could not stand her sight. he always scolded her.
why of all people must you give birth to me? why are you this ugly? can you go find your own place to stay? he ranted at his mom.
the mom always wanted his happines and so stayed in an old folks home. 2 years later she passed away. even then the son did not want to go for her funeral and he acted as he did know about her death. 5 years later from her death when he is abit well off he went back to his old house where he stayed for 15 years. while looking through the house.....he found a note from his mom
"Son i know you will come here one day to look through this place. By the time you are reading this i might be no more but what ever it is i still love you. i love you till a point of time i did not have enough medicines for my self and only could afford to bath only once a week. but you did not care. here is something my son, that i have never told you.....when you were 5 you got into a freak accident and lost your eye and that left eye of yours is not really yours......i love you my son and always want the best for you. I did not care how i looked but wanted you to look like a prince."
so people we should always be grateful to our mom as they always want the best for us.....
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