A comeback from non-existence.

Hey guys, how's everyone doing?

Probably been busy with your own school work
or either with relationship.

I'm kinda different, I'm neither busy with my school work
anymore nor busy with a relationship.

School's simple.
Any idea?

I've dropped out of fucking LASALLE.
Unable to do complete my diploma in fine arts with
my fingers and my eyes anymore.
My previous school (LASALLE) is such a whore,
bullied me as if I was back in Secondary School days.

Well well, I couldn't help it but to feel disappointed
in myself due to the fact that I've wasted more than
SGD$13,000 on studies (O's, LASALLE x2) and yet to
clear a diploma.

My dad has been disappointed in me recently,
claiming back my credit card and finally, he submitted in
to his rage, scolded me more than anything I could ever
tolerate.

Whats worse, he said that I'm worse than a dog.

That totally broke my heart, made me lose all the respect
which he gained over the past 20 years of my life.



My life is screwed at that point of life (5 days ago).
I felt homeless, undesired, unloved and screwed
by my family.



Just FYI, this is the first time I had this feeling.


Nevertheless, I'm currently pursuing ANOTHER diploma
which is Business Management in MDIS.
Don't ever judge MDIS as a pathetic institute nor even to listen
to others saying that the certificate is not recognized.
It is recognized so don't worry.

Anyway, I needa sign off now.

Kinda tired after a long day in school with alot of emotions
running through my head.


I do miss everyone here, really.


Clarence

Shrapnels after the explosion.

I FEEL LIKE A SHITZ NAOOOO.
VERY VERY BAD HANGOVER DUE TO CRAZY
AMOUNT OF ALCOHOL INTAKE AND LACK OF SLEEP.

OH MY. THIS SUCKS BIG TIME.



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On the sidenote, yesterday went to St James Power House
and drank like 1283761823961 Gallons of alcohol.
Terribly scary. Why do I do all these?

Its all because of the "Matters of the heart".

So, yeah, I'm having a bad hangover now.

Voodoo-ed King

Yesterday evening, I went out to take some interesting
photographs with my buddy during O's (fyi im a pvt candidate).

We started at Lakeside and ended at Chinese Garden.
Route was Lakeside - Jurong Lake Park - Chinese Garden.

What happened was that I brought my Oakley Oil Rig out
and it went missing while I'm shooting some photos!
HOW COULD IT BE THAT MY OAKLEY WENT MISSING.
After the whole day ended, the bag which I've hooked my
Oakley on is feeling a little weird, its like.. If something is
not there, its weird, I do not know how to comprehend
the feeling of "EH? WHAT DID I FORGET AH?".

Eventually I gave myself a deep thought, and finally
remembered that I dropped my Oakley during a shoot
with Mr. Confucious.

I think he set a voodoo on me, for instance, like creating
a voodoo doll + wallet + oakley, then placing some needles
to poke my wallet and incinerate my Oakley.

Its like WTF?!

Now I needa save money for another Oakley lens
to change into my Radar. Lawlll..

Reminiscenes.

Was talking to AmandaW regarding her relationship stuffs
and well, surprisingly that her guy is one of my friend!

We're like discussing what did they do and etcetera.

Upon hearing all these, some thoughts went into my mind.
Even before all these were spoken, the same old thoughts
came into my mind.

Why was I the one who loses you?
Why didn't I grab it while it can?
Why am I regretting it now?
Why should I even let you go?


Loads of questions in my head
and loads of answers too.

Sigh.
FML.

Failure in Lasalle AGAIN.

Okay, happy things or sad things first?
Make it happy.


HAPPY 19th BIRTHDAY CINDYK!

Hope everything is going well for you!



Well, relatively, that was the happy thing.
It includes a word "Happy" aint it? :3

Anyway, now for the shitxzxcz.
I've failed Lasalle, again.
You must be wondering
"Why fail again? You've fucking waste so much money
and yet you couldn't pass?"

The failure of my attempts to be successful in passing
this diploma is just some personal reasons.
As some of you guys might be paying attention
to my Facebook status or either MSN personal message,
probably you could spot out some personal emotions.


I'm terribly sorry to my other half as things went this way.
You were too sensitive and that made me go
and too insensitive for my feelings.
You punished every little things which I've done.

This is the most I could tell you guys.


What happen was that during the last 2 days of my
exams or submission; big quarrels occured followed by breakup.
That totally killed my working spirit and there I was,
sitting down infront of my laptop, watching Community
and Big Bang Theory. Just wasting my time off.

I had no mood. Not even a 10% mood was present.

FML.


I just hate girls who is too sensitive about me
and too insensitive about my feelings.



Well, thank you for the past 7 months.
Whether is it good or bad, you're still someone I've been with.

I'm in a critical state of dilemma.

As above stated, I'm really in a state of confusion
which is really screwing my life up now.

Practically and theoretically, I'm stuck with school
and my life is not sailing through a calm seas
but its going through the seven seas with
unexpected weather where I, the captain, didn't
expect the unexpected.

Deep. You may think I am it;
Look over to me, you might find it wrong.

Life is difficult;
I ain't proving it false.
For I am the one,
who is in the mess.
Which I do, never figure this out.

Like a vortex;
My mind swirls and whirls.
Deep thoughts flows
and goes.
May I know where to go?
The answer is yet to unfold.





Okay fuck this piece of shit alright?
FML seriously.
I'm trying to make you guys understand
me in a different manner.
I know, yes, my blog is dead.
Neither I do wanna revive it due to school.

All my thoughts are above there,
where I tried my best to describe it out.
I'm sorry to whoever asked me what is exactly wrong.
However, this is the best I could do, to tell you
what is my heart feels for the current
moment in my life.

I know, life might seem good for me.
Well, thats a false impression.

Those who left me a few years ago,
came back a few weeks ago.
I'm beginning to start doubting
myself for all the things I've done...



If this post confuses you,
I'm terribly sorry.
I just need somewhere to
pour my heart out to.

Thank you reader.

Assault

Clarence was assaulted by 3 assailants after

clubbing at an underage party at St James Powerhouse.

He didn't know it was an underage party though.

After partying, he went out to Vivocity to slack and sort

with his friends, before moving to the spot where

he was assaulted.

After moving off from Vivocity, he and his friends

walked together with another group of people

to the Seah Im Carpark (opposite Vivocity, beside harbourfront

MRT station).

Upon arriving at the location, he sat down by the

kerb and starting chit chatting with his friends.

This place was an crime scene where shortly after

he sat down, the assault took place.

He was punched and kicked onto his face

and neck area.

The aftermath is that Clarence suffered from a

nose bleed, a swollen eye, a busted mouth

and a fucking injured neck.

His Fred Perry Polo Pique was dirtied during

the brawl, and God Damn these kids.

Clarence and co. went to vivo again to sit down

and think of what happened.

It was an assault, maybe a riot.

Afterwards, he cabbed down to Bukit Batok

and lodged a Police report, providing with 100%

accurate details on what had happened.

On the upcoming tuesday, he will be going to

the Subordinate Court of Singapore to file a complaint

against these attackers and to charge them to court

for "Voluntarily Causing Hurt" under

Section 323 of Chapter 224.

Hope this case will bring these fucktards to jail

or either go to RTC (Reformative Training Centre),

hoping that there's also caning included.

Oh well :(