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Saturday, August 06, 2005

It hasn't been a really good Friday night and Saturday morning for me. On Friday evening I cycled to school for Karate training, but found out around 7.30pm that training was cancelled and no one bothered to inform us. Hey, it's like, a last minute cancellation, and normally you don't do that, plus even so, no one informed the club members at least 2 hours before about it. Then I cycled around aimlessly, bored and it being the 7th Lunar Month, the month of the Hungry Ghost Festival, the smoke from burnt paper offerings filled the air and as I breathed, it was sucked into my lungs, poisoning it with carcinogens and suffocating me more than cigarette smoke can. And those inconsiderate bastards litter the area with unburnt joss paper (offerings) and joss sticks stuck into the grassy areas. Basically, wherever I cycled, the area was filled with that rubbish. At least, if you want to be a prick to others, at least have the consideration not to fill the entire area with your shit. Even the pavements weren't spared. There were places charred and burnt on the pavements, like those people own the entire goddamned area and could do whatever they please. They should be fined, whether it's their religion or not. So far, the damn government of Singapore isn't really doing much to prevent our fair area from being vandalised. Even months or years after these little "incidents", you can still see the damage done there.

So after my cycling, I went back to my void deck to practice a little Karate to keep up with what was being taught and to keep myself in shape. Yeah, it sounds ironic, but just shut up about it. Anyway, after that around 9.50pm I went home to play a little Cue Club on my laptop before meeting the guys to cycle. Linette called me around 10pm-plus to chat, and then I got a lot of missed calls frommy friends who wanted to cycle and from someone who wanted to talk to me. I'm really sorry, but I didn't want to cut the call. I find it fun and refreshing to talk to her, because she's not the patronising type. She says things straight, and doesn't tease or make fun of you. At least, I think she doesn't. Haha. I was still chatting with her as I was on my way to Bishan to meet the guys. Cycling around Bishan I talked to her, while looking for them. And while at that I sms-ed Raphael to ask him where he was, since he was keen on cycling. Couldn't find him, then realised that he was at home already. Don't know whether he was lying when he said he didn't receive my sms. Well, I got scolded by him for talking to girl. What the hell? I mean, like to each his own right? For alcohol he can do what he wants, so WHY THE HECK CAN'T I DO WHAT THE HECK I WANT!? Anyway, I met KKJ, Kenji and Lionel Koh to cycle. Lionel only wanted to eat supper, so we followed him to Thomson to eat minced pork noodle. After that we cycled him home, and then proceeded to Geylang to do a little sight-seeing. Haha. Quite fun though. The girls were eye-pleasing, but then, not one you would want to marry. And I don't see how men can pay prostitutes for sex? Seriously, real men don't need to pay for sex.

From Geylang, we cycled to the Esplanade. Nothing to see there, so we headed home. On the way we saw many funny things. Like a company with the name "Fook On Company". Haha. That was really funny. Our last pit-stop was in Balestier. Kkj then suggested to go Bishan Park to disturb the joggers. So we went through Toa Payoh, since I was steady enough to follow. Then he started with his version a Russell Peters impersonation of a Honkie comedian in a stupid accent. He kept shouting at people on the way something that sounded like " Yor mutter so fart, wen shee jummp foor joy, shee got stuck. Dank yew." in a damn retarded Honkie accent. Well, it was funny until he kept repeating it. Then he started using that Honkie accent on me. He kept saying I was gay. And it isn't funny. I'll write more on that later. So on we go until we reach Bishan, with him annoying me all the way. When we reached opposite the Zion church, I asked him if he was going to go on as planned. So he says something like, "Since when have you known me not to do what I say?" So with me being in front, I turned left to go to the path to Bishan Park. And then I was surprised and angry when I looked back and saw that prick cycling off with his brother Kenji. Kenji didn't want to go, so it was logical for him to go home. But that prick Kkj just cycled off without telling me anything. Finally he called me when I was past ITE Bishan. He didn't even apologise then. What the hell? Like it was normal to do something like that. So now I'm home and blogging. I could have been home probably 30mins or 45mins earlier if it wasn't for his lie. If he wanted me to cycle him home then he should say so. What a prick.

Regarding the thing he did, I'm seriously disappointed. Though yes, in our little group of brothers, I might have been too nice and now I'm paying for it, but I think there's no need to take things to the extreme, the gay thing has gone on for too long, and I've kept quiet about it. At first it was just harmless joking, but those FUCKERS I call brothers keep saying I'm gay, even in front of girls and other people in school. It's fucking infuriating. I hate that. It's like I'm a fucking scapegoat for them. It's like everything wrong is blamed on me, like I'm the easiest to fucking put the blame on. It pisses me off greatly. I don't know why I still want them as brothers. I enjoy their company, yes, but it's getting fucking annoying to the stage that I want to beat the shit out of those who keep up with that shit. Our brotherhood has already become so small, with so many past arguments and dissents that caused our number to dwindle, and I don't want to cause another rift. But I guess I can't take it anymore and I just want to write it out.

Right now the only brothers who're relentlessly calling me gay are Isaac, Ralph and Kooichi. It's so ironic because Kooichi can't keep his word, and can just cycle off like that, with no notice. He's so fucking immature, and likes to do stupid things to people just for the fun of it. Yeah, like using my name and tagging on my friends' tag boards retarded shit like "hey I'm gay.". And I can't stand that gay shit he spouts all the time. It's like, he's the one who has never got a girlfriend, complains way too much like only a gay would do, likes to flash his ass crack at guys while cycling and being indecisive amongst other things.

Now it's Isaac's turn. Isaac is like, the whole day saying I'm gay and about a certain episode in my love life regarding an argument about cigarettes, in school and to everyone he knows. Please, I tire of it and I tire of you coming up behind me and hitting me for no fucking reason. One day, Isaac, you might find me just turning around and sending one into your jaw or your eye. Oh yeah, I might be muscular, but it's still pain if you fucking punch with your full strength. And those little pranks he likes to play on me. Fucking hell. It's annoying.

Lastly, there's Ralph. His undying love for alcohol aside, he's quite annoying. Whole day asking people to "fuck off" when they don't want to do something he wants to do. It's so damn rude. And he's another one who loves to tell people that I'm gay. Yeah. Like to all the girls he knows, and then he also likes to punch me, like the way Isaac does. What the fuck? It's like, I'm not your punching bag, and what are you trying to prove? That you can punch? So what if you say you will ask your Indians to come beat me up? What the fuck? No balls to stand up for yourself is it? What a coward.

With Lionel Koh and Lionel Lee I'm not so bad. At least they're nicer. At least they don't tease me as much. With that, I can say they're quite matured, unlike Isaac, Kooichi or Ralph. Those 3 are cowards, all like to say things that hurt. Does it make you feel more manly to make fun of others, to say that they're gay? Words alone can show what kind of person you are, and your actions even more so. So what are you trying to prove? I think even gays are above doing all the nonsense that you guys like doing. So fuck off, and go reflect on the fucking retarded things you bastards are doing. Maybe you'll become better people? I doubt so. You all seem pretty content with your lives the way it is, never seeking other ways to fulfill yourselves and make yourselves better.

Now ends my long rant. I'm tired. And I need to sleep. Cycled more than 100km in the hours I was awake. I need my rest.

Kenny died at 6:58 am