Good to see it

This evening was awesome. I loved it. I have been thinking on my own that I should finish RP Myanmar Fresher Welcome stuffs before all the UT1 start.

And luckily, today’s blue moon helps me fulfill my wishes, thank god. Actually, I have started to get smothered these days since there have been some retards in our job, I mean in RP Myanmar Organization. In fact, all the students are not co-operating well in order to get it done faster. I mean, I know that Rome was not built in one day but we should also have some time management in such kind of things.

Anyway, what a relief now! This evening made my creepy feelings fade away, yeah. I hope everything goes this way next time either. :D

I am "B.A.C.K!!!"

Well, it was pretty long that I couldn't update my blog with mind-blowing and interesting information. But now, I am back in here and will make my blog nice. Thanks for those who always browse my hellish blog. LoL xD

Second formal day in RP

Okay, it was a day we all wore office attires for the class. Almost all the students were present on the day and we all had fun and wonderful moments on a very special day like that. For me, I was keen to attend the class on that day from the get go. And we all had to move our asses to lecture theatre room in E2 for our formal presentations.

That day, I was flattered and glad as our team’s proposal was chosen the best out of five teams -\m/ plus, I myself was selected as one of the best formal presenters with passionate emotions of the day.

Well, after everything was done, we all went to Yishun to play bowling as most of guys from class were eager to play it rather than dota. But, when we went there (I don’t remember the name of the place), there is no enough space for us to play freaking bowling. So, we made decision to just play pool (billiard), but we still needed to wait for about 30 minutes to have our own table. And…………………xD

Anyway, that was one of the great days of second semester in RP. I really enjoyed and like them. xD

Joke 1 (the perfect son)xD

Woman A told Woman B, 'I have the perfect son'.
Woman B asked, 'Does he smoke?'
Woman A answered, 'No, he doesn't'.
Woman B: 'Does he drink whiskey?'
Woman A: 'No, he doesn't'.
Woman B: 'Does he ever come home late?'
Woman A: 'No, he doesn't'.
Woman B: 'I guess you really do have the perfect son. How old is he?'
Woman A: "He will be six months old next Wednesday’.

Saturday, January 23, 2010, 1:00 am......

This paragraph is aiming for …..

(1) Those always asking me “how long have you been staying here???”

(2) To myself

(3)As a content for blog readers (no one reads this blog….I know….it’s awkward to say but it’s a fact xD)

(4)And to myself again

Okay, well, it’s been a year for me in Singapore. During this short period of time, I passed through so many tough experiences, met with different people who are my friends now, did a lot of stuffs that I didn’t even touch before and a lot .. a lot of things.

Well, erm…..since it’s a year from the time I left from my home; it’s showing that I stood on my own feet for a year. I am also a year older and my brain is hopefully 365 days more mature than that used to be in Yangon. I hopefully knew and learnt more about the etiquettes and how to dwell in this complicated planet earth, I still need to learn more though.

Overall, incidents within a year taught me a lot of things I didn’t know and only now I realize that I was so naïve back then. Oh, I forgot to say something vital, friends are one of the most important people without your family(anytime literally), trust me. Now, I am vigorous enough to face difficulties for following years by myself together with some support of my best friends.

Thanks all for everything and those people for being my friends. Good luck for all human kinds. xD

Astonishing gigantic transformations

I couldn’t believe, ya know?

Our class was fun because of a bunch of guys.

And, it is now weird because of that bunch of guys as well.

Once, our class was like a united fraternity where you can find funs, happinesses and all those stuffs. But, these days, I have noticed that everything was different and weird. Everyone in class is not like in the ways what they used to be. Where the hell is the unity and harmony of our class we used to have? I am thinking of a way to improve that situation and I get to do it surely. And, the mastermind of every single shit taking place now is, I think, a kind of “racism”.

Now, there are two groups of people in class (I don’t wanna talk about it anymore) and they are sorted out unwillingly by their own respective ways. Anyway, there is only one consequence of it and that’s “having a weird class nowadays”.

So, “how can I make it better?”, someone gotta tell me some good methods. Thanks. =D

talking cock ( talking non-sense)

It was so boring for me that I just wrote it. I was sitting at the corner of my friends’ room, watching at my bloody laptop’s screen, surfing nets, sometimes reconnecting freaking network over and over again constantly, scratching my body parts, rolling my eyes, listening songs, watching movie(my friends called it porno and I don’t think it is……..lol)and so many other non-sense things(including changing places frequently). I struggled with those sluggish battles for the wholly fucking day which is January 16, 2010(Saturday).

Okay, around 10 pm, I watched my friends playing dota and I didn’t even join them as no mood discouraged me to play and have fun. It’s 11:35 pm now and I am going to watch movie (non-porno in my opinion :D). To be continued…..bb and see you@^^@

new feeling xD

This week, I went back to my real room (08-02) though staying together with my friends in 04-02 is quite fun. Then I could know that staying alone is cool sometimes when you need some time to give yourselves a break.

While I was alone, I was thinking like “why I am here and what am I suppose to do?” I am here to learn something I didn’t know before and I am supposed to make my parents proud of me, myself strong and dependable. Those are my missions though I don’t have any passion on them :D. Furthermore, I could give a proper solution to what I was wondering all the time within a couple of days. That’s “what is the most important part in your body?” And my ideal answer is “shoulders”. This may be different from what you all think. It is crucial coz a trustworthy man’s shoulders can make all his friends; his relatives and people feel special. Everyone has respective hardships and when they have it, they need someone’s shoulder to lie their heads. At such time, we must have strong resistance and words load of inspirations to give them some feelings as a privilege.

They might forget what you did to them.

They might forget what you told to them.

But, they surely will not forget how they felt because of you.

Thus, make your shoulders strong, comfortable and reliable enough for your parents, relatives, friends and yourselves to give unforgettable memories.

P.S – This whole thing may not be true for everyone =D

NEW YEAR NIGHT EXPERIENCE !

Haha….everytime I think about new year night(2009-2010), I wanna laugh uncontrollably. It really was a fucked-up night in my life. And, some more, there were only three of us(me, yanheng and aidil) one asshole called sengchee joint his secondary school buddies and left us behind>>> “HOW COULD HE !? $%$#@#$”, besides he bought wrong-powered contact lens for yanheng and aidil(haha). Now they are having problem with those contact lens. They look more handsome but it’s uncomfortable for me to see them squinting at the projector screen during presentations(haha). Am I a bastard(hehe)? Okay, anyway, we had a wonder and unforgettable threesome experiences ~~woohooo~~. Until around 11:35, we still couldn’t manage to get a 1cm space to look at countdown firework. Such a bunch of losers!!! We were walking around to the same place like more than 5 times. People there might probably be thinking that we’re trying to pickpocket, taking advantage of being so crowded (hehe). Eh…all I could see that night was securities and uncountable bangla (not racism). FINALLY, we decided to just sit down anyhow randomly. We just sat on the one-way street and didn’t really care about people behind looking at us aggressively (we guys also were really wild and fierce enough to be so, YAYYY”that’s my men”). Two minutes before New Year, everyone was like silent and waiting for bright display of fire in the freaking sky and shouts of happiness. We also were preparing our phones and cameras to take videos and photos. (haha…I left out one thing, before that 2 minutes, Aidil and yanheng tried to send new year messages to all of their friends…unfortunately, Starhub sucked and they couldn’t even get a signal .HAHA. SingTel rocked. I was the only one with full signals. -\m/ Woohoo ) Okay let’s continue. Ohhhhhh…colorful fireworks flew up by leaps and bounds out of the blue from all directions. It was my first time of seeing these and I was really in awkward silence while others were cheering wildly. Launching of fireworks was quite long like 5-7 minutes. After everything was done, we walked back to the same, old way we had been repeating. Luckily, that was a worthy night though there were a load of disappointments.

Okay, there it goes again(displeasuresss) >> we were stuck in the crowd in the very first minutes add few afterwards in 2010 and so strong-minded to just sit still till fucking crowd gone. Later all gone, we found somewhere to fill our stomachs. We bought MacDonald’s burgers, drinks and fries and trod to a quiet place. THAT WAS THE PLACE OF THE NIGHT so called “city hall, yes”. We sat on the concreted artificial squared-seats and had our freaking tasty food. Then we talked baloneys and gossiped all the way until 5:30 am, the time MRT starts. But, MRT was an asshole and kept us waiting until 6:15. Bloody-crap! We all were asleep in upright position like the way chickens sleep(lol). So, we chose to take cab instead of wasting time waiting for MRT. We thought MRT was bastard but taxis were more than that. We gotta walk around like 100 miles and 1 year (extra-metaphor :P )to get “a cab”. FULL OF SHIT.

OKAY….finally reached back home sweet home.