Friday, May 29 10:12 PM

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women like being listened to.
not that the man is effectively tuning in or not (infact its no secret that 70% of the time we're not HAHA) it still makes everyone feel good right.
you pour out your issue x and I appear to be listening and look sympathetic while I think about issue y/soccer/carz/bikez/other women hahahahahaha.
remember to give a response in the next few moments which must be (even) mildly, 1% related to issue x or you get the dreaded "are you listening or not?!" or worse the icy eyes look. - very impt!

let me demonstrate to you.
g: "yesterday I nearly got into an accident okay. The green man was flashing and I started hurrying up my pace when suddenly a car came thundering out of nowhere!"
b: "honeybabybuns oh dear did anything happen? what was the colour of the car?
the underlined is a no brainer. you gotta ask that or you're dead meat. the italics is a good come back line esp when you werent paying attn the last few secs. - this sounds damn sexist but the girl, after having the trauma of a near accident, wouldn't have casually mentioned the color of the car in the 1st instance right? and even if you got that wrong (a van/bus/lorry nearly knocked her instead) its still useful esp when you want to badeh and bullshit about that tailgating arsebag behind you who nearly rear ended your bumper.

i think men should learn the art of bullshit too. haha.
g: "yest i got a super pretty dress from Departmental Store Y at $x dollars! so cheap ok!!"
b: "really? i wanna see! when we get home must faster show me ok?!!!"
- I don't think mr b is actually interested to view your newest fancy purchase that you just made. hahaha. thats because men often have a habit of wearing back the same old clothes they've had for ages. and by which when both of you got home the issue of dress x from shop Y would have already been forgetten. heheh!


of course you don't go around announcing all this aloud!

jeh

Sunday, May 24 11:15 PM

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scorched earth.

I may have wrote something like that in the metaphysical sense of the term but hey the weather's been SCORCHING recently dont you think. it really makes you feel guilty to use the aircon because from the environmental standpoint you know you aren't helping things to get better either.

you know the situation's quite bad if you know you miss someone but in your mind you can't figure out who she/he is?

jonathan and the 100 flights of fass stairs
anyway i'm not in special sem but i've been going back to nus quite often for "other" miscellaneous tasks. hmmm. exchange students. nice.
and my oh my. nus is a very hilly place!

and dammmn my goal of Exercise 3weeks is being compromised.
but nonetheless the battle continues.

damn you males of singapore. damn you g.d puny weak willed faggots. damn you all.
I should stop laughing at random stranger's photographs. but the dynamics and psychology of male singaporean behaviour is very interesting to study. i cant help it its too intriguing hahaha. and to quote a more senior person: "the worst part of not knowing yourself is knowing that someone else understands yourself even more than you do."

perhaps this 2year journey of discovery wasnt such a wasted ns afterall.



-jonathan

jeh

Thursday, May 21 12:19 AM

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one sunny day in Singapore last year when my bro came back during term break, he went to sentosa beach and found a note pasted onto one of the coconut trees by the beach.
"I hope to study in NUS <3 xoxo heart love fairies & stars"
heartwarming isnt it?

anyway i was flipping thru my old entries. heres one which i wrote in april 2008.

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Yes I am the sceptic. Things arent that bad right now, having a cool job, not being made to do things which i absolutely revolt and generally being in charge of my own life. but hell that bearded bastard sure has caused quite alot of trouble for us, people who are like way off and distant to do anything with him. its kinda troubling to know that this man's escape has even trickled down and permeated to the levels of our measely existence. Anyway during the start of this month i went over to nus for a little tour and visited eusoff hall. I really suck at writing and description right now cos of SAF brain syndrome so i can only say that visiting that place really makes me miss my PIC a whole damn lot. people in hall share 1 room with the max 2 people and have a nice comfy drawer set and lan point while us lowly lifeforms share 1 room with 12 people at most and all we have is a gruesome grey frame bed and metal cabinet. and every now and then a very annoying man with a loud voice known as the Regimental Sergeant Major / RSM will give you a nice surprise and suddenly appear right next to you on your bed while a few secs ago you were trolling in your wildest orgasmic fantasies in your dreams and this burly moustached man gives you the shock of your life when you wake up to the sight of his lovely face staring down at you on your bed. You are then awarded a few 'prizes' and extras like guard duty and saikang work (which is literally, shit) like cleaning the company toilet for the most ridiculous reasons like not folding your bath towel properly or not putting your toilet paper in close proximinity in case of emergency or not installing the latest radar systems to protect against misty air in your bunk or even (this is my personal classic) not changing your socks. army is real nice. you dont even have the luxury of choosing when you want to change your socks or send them for cleaning. army decides when you wear slimy juicy ones or sweet melodious socks on a cloudy rainy day.

I'm quite close to ending this miserly anal RSM pickering but yet it all seems so far. 7months may seem short to you but to me its a whole damn yard. you know.. my ord date was like the day of my A level exams. the date now is only april 2. back in april 2nd 2006 i was still playing around a whole damn lot to tell you honestly.
It was only in June or July then did my naive little fairy became bulldozed down by the shock treatment of the A's and well time seemed a whole lot shorter then. haha.
perhaps I'll be feeling damn different by July. and i'm not talking abt army =)
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some say you only miss ns when you're done with it.
oh well.
at least bearded bastard's done too.

jeh

Monday, May 18 1:13 AM

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lessons in adversity

exercise is actually a full, all round, wholesome activity not only for your body but also for your soul. i've stopped running since 1 or 2weeks ago so maybe that could in part, play a role in my recent run in with bad affairs. I used to go running with my brother but of late i've been going it solo w/o my bro being preoccupied with his gf issues and such.
i suppose its not the most thrilling nor leisurely of sports but i've realized that no other activity engages the body and mind more than running. You start seeing things differently from another angle and somehow midway enroute you start feeling a sense of peace with yourself. sure it wont make your problems melt away in an instant but it does make you feel better.

anyway now that i've got a goal at hand to work towards (3weeks)
I feel now, more than ever motivated to put on those track shoes again.


i also had a sobering lesson in adversity today and maybe a minor lesson in shut the f*** up. but i really dont want to talk about that. good night.




-jonathan

jeh

Sunday, May 10 3:25 AM

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karma gave me a huge kick in the back :)
I lost an assignment.


update: anyway if you were to pick up today's Today (14may), that Click Click ad on the front page was one of the assignments that i got dropped from. haha. and good grief as well cos i'm not the attention whore kind. anyway its a lousy ad (not that i'm sour grapes but lemme tell you more) their whole damn studio is located in a Warehouse. yes you heard right. a hideous contrapment of fourwalls among the woodcutting and paper milling workshops at JTC Kallang. one of the gross-est studios i've ever been to!

jeh

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