Life's twisted, and sometimes really funny.

Life's so stupid. Doing things I have zero passion in just for the paper.

Aside from earning moolah for a living, I met up with a few lovely people.

A former form teacher whom I used to dislike because I thought she kept picking on me. But I slowly grew to love her a lot and missed her when she changed school. Now that I'm all grown up, I invited her to a birthday party of a friend of mine, who was also a student of hers in the past, and we had a pretty good catching-up-session. From the past, to the present, from working life, to love life, we shared almost everything. Time's catching up really fast with all of us. We were 16 when she left, now we're 21 and we're all towering over her.

Because her birthday's a day after Roderick's, I asked Keith to get some mini cakes to help them both celebrate in advance. It was really nice to see that she was really happy(or at least in my eyes she was). 

And Roderick turned 21 on the 8th. Celebrated his birthday along with his family and a number of our friends. He got drunk and all of his nonsense soon began. It was really fun though, drinking again only after a week of me promising that I would quit drinking. And it was really nice that some of my friends said that I've changed quite alot, and also Ms C said that I've become quite good looking. 

So I've become quite tall, quite good looking, quite sensible, and quite the opposite of what people expected I would become. That's good, I think. 

Life's twisted. 080413 made me think of you because our anniversary was the four-times-table. It's silly how such little things are still stuck in a corner of my mind and when I think of it, I get all sad and tired and lonely and start feeling bad about life and all that stuffs. 

So to prevent me from thinking of you, I do other things. I appreciate people in my life, and I feel sad about other things.

Dear Ms C, happy birthday to you as well. Really glad you were able to attend the party, even though it was wayyyyy too early and no one was there to actually celebrate, your thoughts and actions were much appreciated. You'll forever be the best form teacher I have had. Meeting up with you after so long, coupled with a few nice comments from you, was really nice. I wish for nothing but the best in your future endeavors, and that you last long with your husband and your whole family is forever happy and blessed.
Forever your worst student, Pow.

For now, I shall cherish these people. These bunch of crazy, funny, lovely, at times irritating, and very much a second family to me. Segunda Familia, te quiero.

Happy birthday my best brother. 21 is a really huge accomplishment. Take everything thrown at you in your stride. For every hurdle you cross, I won't be far behind. Believe me when I say that you're gonna go far in life, maybe way further than me. You're one tough mother fucker, and that's the best aspect about you that you most probably have no idea about. Sorry I'm not the kind of best friend other people have. But I promise I will see you through all of the shit in the future. Cheers to 11 more years to come.

Don't you worry about me, I will learn to love again. Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow. Maybe not anytime soon. Eventually, when the time is right, I will learn to love again.

20th.

19th was when I turned 20.

Because majority of my closer friends are either in the army, or working else where, I wasn't really looking forward to my birthday. And as usual, the date kinda slipped my mind a little. And the fact that this year's birthday was so different from last year's, I was quite disappointed.

The plan was to go to USS, a.k.a Universal Studios Singapore, after work at 8pm along with a few of my friends. It was supposed to be an awesome night, because it was a Halloween event and I was quite looking forward to it. Um, to cut things short, the night wasn't a particularly good one and I was pretty upset because it wasn't exactly a 'celebration' for my birthday. Yeah I know, I'm a little self-centered.

Okay, some pictures from that night?
Note: Pictures not in order of how the night went.

This was taken at Insanitarium, and this dude walked away as I was snapping the photo. The people there really were insane.

Skulls that there on display 

Leon and Roderick.

This chick is FINEEEEE. 

This girl was selling ice-cream at some spot. And we randomly just walked up and asked her for a picture. She's cute.

Notice a trend?

The event was pretty decent, though the three of us only managed to get on one ride. I prefer walking about, seeing stuffs, people and acts, rather than standing in line for about an hour to go on a 3 minutes ride. Though, I must say that the 40 minutes wait for the "Human" ride was pretty worth it.

I got on the Red one. It was my FIRST time riding a real, outdoor, crazy speed, adult sized roller coaster. It was amazing. I shouted like I had never shouted before. Almost broke my neck though, with all the jerking and stuffs. But it was awesome.

Apart from that, my day was a pretty dull one. Last year, I received gifts and letters and wishes from France, Romania, UK and Slovenia. This year? Nothing. No gifts, at all, got a handful of wishes and that was it. I really hope my 21st will be a legendary one.

There goes the 'Legendary October'.
Oh, and my heart sank when the clock struck 12 and it was 20th already.
I didn't receive a text from you.

Birthdays are getting less meaningful as I grow older.

Days like these don't come often enough.

I was never quite the drinker, meaning I don't drink excessively, therefore I have never been drunk before. That was until Saturday night.

The plan wasn't for me to get drunk, that part was planned for my friends. The night started out slow, everything was pushed back because not all of us were punctual. After reaching our destinations, we sat down in a circle and started the drinking game. Not too long later, the bottle of Belvedere was gone, and so were the two bottles of mixer. And off we went to the club.

The day was to celebrate two of my friends' birthdays. So we bought a bottle of 1.5l cognac and entered the club. It was packed, it was loud, it was everything that was expected. We drank, we laughed, we danced and we enjoyed ourselves.

The experience was quite new for me.

After the sixth or seventh shot, I started to get high. The lights were really pretty. Everyone was smiling and laughing. I was pretty numb to everything. My head spun and I held back my vomit. Laughing was so easy, and I couldn't care less what other people thought of me when they saw me jumping to the music. Everything was good news to me. And when all was said and done, we went out to the pavement and rested. My ears were ringing and I was tired. I laid on the floor and went to sleep. But my friends didn't want me to, because it was dirty. I didn't feel dirty, I felt nothing. But I could still think, not well, but still enough to know not to run across the street because there was a queue there. I shouted at a cab for honking, and I was pulled up from my sleeping posture for more than five times. I felt so weak, I felt so useless. I felt like my dad. 

But that wasn't enough to get me sober, because the alcohol was still running my brain. My whole body was numb, that was why when my friend hit me, I just felt something grazed against my skin. The constant pole hugging and back slamming against the floor must have caused all the bruises on me that I found this afternoon. I have never been this drunk before, and I sort of enjoyed it. I felt like there was no worries in the world, and everything was funny. I felt that my life was in the best place it could ever get to, and I was never a let down to anyone. But when one of my friends, let's call her N, pulled me up from my sleep, I knew that what I had done was stupid. I saw this image in my mind, of my mom pulling my dad up from the living room floor because he was having another crazy drunk night. 

It was one hell of a night, but it's not something I'm proud of. Yes, the fun was real, but the consequence was real too. I don't want to be like my dad. I want to be the sober guy in the family that takes his responsibilities well when his dad gets way too drunk to do anything. The night was something I'm glad I did, because I can look back and do the 'I did that once, and I'm glad I did it.' speech.

Perhaps once every six months is a fair amount. Don't you think?

Marie, the penpal.

As you guys know, I have a couple of penpals from across Europe.
I'm going to introduce one of them to you.




Look at her mad green eyes!!!
Here's a fun fact of her eyes. They change colors(blue, green or grey)depending on the weather and lighting. Ain't she cool!?

Her English's pretty awesome. She knows quite a number of fancy words, words I didn't know existed until I started talking to her. She's really nice, down to earth, says vulgarities(like everyone of us, hahaha), is really interesting and is also very funny. :)

So my Birthday was last week, and I didn't expect anyone to get me anything. Guess what I found when I came home today.


I was like

It can't be....
Then I started to tear open the package like I was a little kid opening his presents on Christmas.

What I saw was the 6 most valuable items I have ever received.






There were nougats, chocolate, letter, birthday card, CD, and a bracelet!

I was sooooooo happy when I opened them up. I couldn't eat my dinner properly because I was grinning from ear to ear the whole time. My mother was so happy for me, we just kept smiling during the dinner. It was so funny.

And after dinner, I went up and started to read the letter. It writes:

Dear Eamon,
As I've promised, here is a letter from me! :)
I hope you spent a happy birthday. Did you do a party?
I've attached nougat, which is a French specialty, and a chocolate tablet, one of my favorites. I hope you will like it! I also hope that's not sold in Singapore. This would be a pity x)
About the CD, I guess it's not the type of music you listen, but I wanted to make you discover this French band(Pony Pony Run Run). They're quite popular in France, and they sing in English. It doesn't matter if you don't like it =).
My god, I don't know what to say, I didn't know writing a letter was so difficult >.<
*Some really sweet words I don't wanna share with you guys! :P
Marie.
Ain't she sweet! That's pretty much it about her. There are so many things about her that I haven't shared with you guys. But that's for me to know, and for you to never find out(unless you become penpals with her too).

If you're reading this, Merci beaucoup(thank you so much)Marie. You made my day and month with that package. Lots of love from Singapore.

The ones who stayed.

This year's Birthday was a little different.
Actually it's alot different.
I don't really know how to put it, but I was surprised by my friends with a cake! It sounds really simple, but simplicity can be great too.
It's been... 4 years since my last "celebration".
4 long years since I've had people sing the birthday song for me, and a cake with a candle that I can make a wish upon blowing it out.
I was really surprised because I didn't expect anything. Just know that I was really really happy.
I made no wishes when I blew out the candle. Because all I could ever wished for, came true. I'm so glad I have friends that actually care.

I'll post up some pictures once my friend uploads them.
And I also got birthday wishes from other parts of the world. Specifically, Romania, France and UK. They're from my penpals and their wishes meant much more than my actual friends'.
This time last year, almost everyone from the team gave their wishes. But this year, only a few of them did. Not really bothered by that, just a little disturbed by the fact that a year was all it took for them to forget me.
Getting a little draggy.

I'll end with something I wrote for my last year's birthday.
I'd make a wish,
But there's no cake.
No candles to blow out,
no song to be sang.
A present by 2 friends,
and a belated red packet.
A pathetic dinner,
to celebrate my day.
I then proceeded to draw a 2d cake with candles on it.

19th!

/EDITTED
17th was Eminem's birthday. And today, on the 19th, it's my Birthday.

And Epicmealtime's birthday was 17th too. But they posted a video on the 18th.

So Eminem's 39, Epicmealtime is 1, and I'm 19.

Happy Birthday legends, excluding me, this one's for you.



Ok, so a little about how I'm feeling right now.
Usually on the 18th of October, I would wait anxiously for time to pass. And when the clock strikes 12, I will be looking at my Facebook, my phone, and every other thing to see who would be the first to wish me.
But this year is an exception. I actually forgot that I was turning 19 in less than a few hours. I was busy gaming and when my phone sounded, I saw my friend posted my first birthday wish!
I was a little happy, just a little.

Tumblr quote :
Isn’t it funny that day by day nothing changes, but when you look back, everything’s different?

This time last year, I was part of the frisbee team. And today, I'm out of the team, out of their social group, and am standing on my own with a few of my friends. And I'm glad. Because they taught me independence.

HAPPY OCTOBER

13th of October was Eliana's, the little girl from RealityChanger, birthday. She turned 3 on that day.

And they just posted the video of her celebration up.
I actually felt happy when they sang the Birthday song! I'm such a weirdo.

Marshall Bruce Mathers III

Today is the 17th of October. It's the day when a legend was born.
He is none other than ....




I'm so glad that Deborah R. Nelson Mathers-Briggs, Eminem's mother, gave birth to him. She didn't realize that he would one day become the greatest rapper ever.

Eminem has been my mentor, my listener, my guardian angel, my music, my eyes, my brain. He's given me so much, in fact more than anyone has ever given me. He's taught me to be independent, be carefree, be who the fuck you want to be, be crude, be everything I can ever dream of.

He's the only artist that can make me cry, or think alot. His music can make me be oblivious to my surrounding and just be myself. There are just too many things to say about this legend.

So I made a picture yesterday..



Thank you slim shady, marshall bruce mathers, eminem, bunny rabbit, evil, white guy in black rap group, stan for everything. If you weren't born, I wouldn't be alive.
This one's for you.

America

Happy 4th July to all Americans! I don't know much about 4th July other than it being a federal holiday in the United States. I guess that's it for this post.
I hope you all are well. Eat healthy and live healthy. Stay safe!