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Ivan Lian Jie Sheng
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THAT IS WHAT LIFE IS ALL ABOUT
Sports, read, soccer
Nice tan
The Sun when its needed.
Money
If I like you, its your company.
The carrying out of a process called Slacking.
Nice music
Freedom to do anything i want
5 Aspiration. You guys made secondary school life memorable.

BUT THIS ISN'T
Rainy days when it shouldn't.
Being depressed.
Being lied to.
When I think too much.
left with no money.
my com when it lags.


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    Saturday, May 31, 2008, 4:05 PM


    I didn't post it here. But I went for my 1st final theory test on monday but I failed it.

    HOWEVER,

    I went again on friday, AND I PASSED!!!

    Delight all around.

    I checked, re checked, triple checked till I was sure I got everything right to the best of my knowledge.

    *clicks on 'end test'*

    PASSED

    a step closer to hitting the roads.

    Next up.

    Traffic police practical test.

    Can't wait.

    And and.. I took my first cable car ride on thursday! I think its my first. Maybe the first was in my dreams. hmm...




    Thursday, May 29, 2008, 12:16 AM

    the second hand ticks,
    into position it clicks,
    its the twentieth of may,
    its a brand new day,
    a new beginning, a new dawn,
    today your worries will be nothing but gone,
    its the start of a new age,
    a new chapter, a new page,
    write in it with confidence for the future,
    write it with your heart ever so sure,
    the magic number sixteen,
    a number after fifteen,
    a year older you turn,
    there's still alot for you to learn,
    take it a step at a time,
    you're only just beginning to enter your prime,
    i love making things rhyme,
    a smile, follow me with the art of mime,
    keep that smile forever,
    never say never,
    with that I end off with a Happy Birthday,
    for now this is what i have to say.

    Found this in my drafts. wrote this for rach on her birthday but didn't want to post it till after.




    Wednesday, May 28, 2008, 10:56 PM

    Sometimes I really hate myself.

    For being irritating.

    For doubting people.

    For looking at the bad side of people.

    For being so unsure of myself.

    For giving my whole heart out every time I love.

    For not accepting people's weak points when I expect them to accept mine.

    For being anti social at times.

    For trying to be as inconspicuous at times.

    For not having the confidence in myself.

    For thinking too much.

    For putting myself down at times.

    For thinking I'm not important to people.

    For not believing in people.

    For putting what people think before what I think.

    For being jealous easily.

    For being jealous when there isn't a need to.

    For not being able to think when it matters.

    For being lazy.

    For being who I am.




    Tuesday, May 27, 2008, 8:58 PM



    Took this off Muhaimin's blog. Damn funny la. Mahnahmahnah! wuahahaha..




    Thursday, May 22, 2008, 3:35 PM

    Back to update on current news. Ok. Not all can be said.

    First of all, it was Rachel and Lucky's Birthday on the 20th of May! Mum bought a cake from Secret Recipe, the chocolate banana one. Its DAMN nice. Theres still lots more in the fridge... *mind drifts over there*

    HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE BOTH OF YOU!!

    here's a video that Cheryl took:
    http://video.xanga.com/madahooha/2519c752489/video.html

    Pity Lucky didn't like the cake. We had to throw it away in the end.

    Next!

    Called up for pre-enlistment medical screening on wednesday at 9.30. So I skipped school and headed for CMPB. Had to deposit my phone at the front reception cause it has a camera function.
    I shan't elaborate much on this. Just a brief overview..

    Headed for the counter to register.
    Urine test.
    Blood test.
    Dental checkup.
    Eye checkup.
    X ray checkup.
    Height and weight.
    Heart rate checkup.

    I think thats about it. And every station had a queue.. So it took kinda long to clear everything. And I got PES E!

    Have not taken my NAFA yet though.

    MJC won the A division boys soccer finals!

    CONGRATS TO MAHDI!

    I don't think he'll ever visit here though, unless he comes over to my place. He scored the first goal of the match and they won 2-1.

    Adam came over at night but headed for mac first at around 12am cause he needed some makan. Than headed back to my place to catch the champions league final. Manchester United vs Chelsea.

    Manchester United 1 Chelsea 1. (Manchester United won 6-5 on penalties)

    WE HAVE WON THE DOUBLE! Adam was prancing about like a small boy when Van Der Sar saved the last penalty from Chelsea.

    My mind was on something else. Far more important than the match. Closer to the heart. And it wasn't good. Sigh.

    Headed to school a while after without catching some sleep. Slept on the bus though, and missed my stop. Damn. Still early though.

    I hope you really mean it.




    3:33 PM

    I ain't looking for pity.

    Nor am I looking for sympathy.

    I'm just expressing what I was feeling at that time.

    You can ignore those and treat that as rants. Please do.




    Tuesday, May 20, 2008, 12:28 AM

    I wish I had died before today. Be it one way or another. While playing soccer, while drinking water, while taking medicine, while bathing (can you drown in the shower?), while walking, while running and god knows what else.

    After what happened today, its worse than dying countless of times.




    Friday, May 16, 2008, 2:30 AM

    Wrote this on the China earthquake.

    Hold Your Breath
    Ivan

    ->Without warning, the ground shook,
    just a few minutes it took,
    but if you take a closer look,
    death and destruction lingered on,
    feel the sadness in this song,

    the second hand ticks,
    into position it clicks,
    just a few minutes it took,
    but if you take a closer look,
    the peak of the highest building's now touching the ground,
    alls quiet, no one makes a sound,
    take a second to say a prayer,
    for they were all caught unaware,
    they didn't even have time to prepare,
    now alls left's death and despair,
    a teacher shields her student from death,
    like the arm of an angel, but she took her last breath,
    children's cries ringing through the air,
    finding one alive seems oh so rare,
    the dead lay covered on the roads,
    transporting them would take truck loads,

    the air's full of death,
    every second another takes his last breath,
    people digging to find their loved ones under the rubble,
    rescuers trying their best to work on the double,
    but its all in vain as the death numbers increases,
    the lives shattered, falling to pieces,
    have mercy on their souls come the shouts,
    do the gods also have their doubts?
    the number of innocent children dead,
    that in itself, its enough said,
    have mercy on their souls come the shouts,
    is this what destiny is all about?
    whether one lives or dies depends on faith,
    one lives to maybe the death of eighth,
    the ratio's enough to put death in shocking numbers,
    people still trying to find for answers,
    how cruel can mother nature get,
    but hold your breath, cause it hasn't ended yet,

    the lands flattened once again,
    people searching for their loved ones in vain,
    every corner every turn, people's hearts in pain,
    heavy beads of tears in the form of rain,
    the gods are crying, feel the tears,
    a mother stands alone, her only child gone she fears,
    buried under tons of debris save his soul,
    nothing could be done for the mother, only words of console,
    just how much can her heart take it, its taking its toll,
    the thought of her son trapped in a small hole,
    six feet below, the souls never rest in peace,
    the death toll's only going one way, its on the increase,
    people crying and shouting but the silence of the dead overwhelms the place,
    its time they chase, against the clock they race,
    a mother cradles her dead child in her arms,
    wishing that a miracle would somehow work its charms,
    the pain in burying one own child's every parents nightmare,
    its not a feeling anyone wants to share,
    this they swear,
    stop and stare,
    the destruction claimed thousands of lives,
    sound the alarm, the god of death arrives,

    the air's full of death,
    every second another takes his last breath,
    people digging to find their loved ones under the rubble,
    rescuers trying their best to work on the double,
    but its all in vain as the death numbers increases,
    the lives shattered, falling to pieces,
    have mercy on their souls come the shouts,
    do the gods also have their doubts?
    the number of innocent children dead,
    that in itself, its enough said,
    have mercy on their souls come the shouts,
    is this what destiny is all about?
    whether one lives or dies depends on faith,
    one lives to maybe the death of eighth,
    the ratio's enough to put death in shocking numbers,
    people still trying to find for answers,
    how cruel can mother nature get,
    but hold your breath, cause it hasn't ended yet,

    hold your breath, cause it hasn't ended yet. <-




    Wednesday, May 14, 2008, 11:24 PM

    ARGH. I showed the other side of me which I have no intention whatsoever to show in front of her today.

    The last time it happened, it was the presentation incident when I was really pissed.

    It all boils down to one person. Not just any person. But a middle aged lady who acts/talks/walks/whatever you can think of here, like a true blue bitch.

    We were deciding on a place to study cause she needed to.. and we headed for Pasir Ris' E!hub to search for a place. Walking around the mall, the final verdict was potato salad from pastamania.

    We took our seats at a corner cushion table which has another table of 6 beside us. They didn't disturb us and we didn't them. Alls well.

    I ordered and soon we were eating. 1 potato salad, 2 creamy chicken pastas, 1 chocolate banana pizza. Damn nice.

    Half way through our meal, the family of 6 beside us left and another group came and took their place. No trouble yet.

    With our tables so close to one another, we can't help but overhear their conversations since they talked quite loudly too. 3 guys (another joined later on) and 3 ladies (inclusive of the bitch, i'm being nice by calling her a lady).

    Being in the service line, well, used to be, nasty customers are a major turn off.

    She was one heck of a nasty customer. The way she talked to the poor waiter one must have wondered if he's her servant or someone of that status.

    Maybe I was asking for trouble, or something, I don't care, but she really irked me. Talking in her accent and all thinking shes oh so high and mighty. Someone save her soul.

    With our tables just inches away from each other, she asked the waiter in her high-and-mighty-i-am-god-listen-to-me tone if she could have another table dragged beside and in between our table and theirs cause there was another person coming. That left only like a short ruler's length away from them now.

    Soon, they were leaving and since the tables were so damn bloody close to us (brilliant idea by the one and only bitch), the people sitting on the cushion side had to squeeze out by passing our table and theirs.

    With me sitting on the outer side and our bags next to the damn bloody small exit but not affecting them in any way, they still had difficulty getting out.

    B: EXCUSE ME, could you move your bags somewhere else and not block our way.

    I stared at her, and slowly moved the bags closer to me. Followed by the classic *cough*bitch!*cough*. Sadly, she didn't hear it. Her friend heard it though. And told her. *grins evilly*

    They were making their way to the exit when she came back and stood infront of our table and said a few things which I can't really recall right now. Was on the lines of "what did you call me?!" "You better mind your manners you fucking boy (or something)".

    I looked up at her ( was writing some stuffs on a piece of paper) and shouted back at her "did you hear it? No right?! So shut up and leave. Get lost." I wasn't interested in carrying on any form of communication with her. Not worth my time nor breath.

    She shouted back, I'm saying it roughly again, "eat finish already still don't want to leave, use your bags and block the way"

    IS SHE RETARDED OR WHAT.

    What we do is none of her business right?! Who the fuck is she to tell us what and what not to do.
    I used my hands and showed her the BLAH BLAH BLAH motion and went back to writing till she got fed up and left.

    Guess where she went to? The manager of the outlet. OMG. LOSER.

    WHO THE FUCK COMPLAINS ABOUT THESE THINGS TO THE MANAGER?! she thinks the manager got nothing better to do ar?!

    "look here, your customer is giving me hell lot of problem. He called me a bitch"

    HAHAHAHAHA.. I was just contemplating that thought. I pity the manager. She couldn't do anything except say sorry for nothing.

    We left soon after and they were still talking to the manager.

    The guys than taunted "wuah. gangster ar! not bad not bad. you watch out"

    How I was resisting that temptation to hit back at them. But I controlled myself. No use arguing with a bunch of motherfucking idiots.

    If me and my friends had been there, it would be a different story altogether. They'll probably won't dare to taunt for a start.

    I hate it when I argue. Not that I didn't want to argue with her but its always the case after the moment that I come up with good come backs and retorts that would silence her for good. Damn it.

    And. Its also the first time she saw me like that. The other side of me which I never, ever show. I don't like to show this side of mine if I can help it.

    Cause being nice is better than getting all worked up. But the bitch truly deserved it.




    11:01 PM

    I can't tell you straight in the face. But I can say it here.

    If I don't like you, I won't ever, ever change my feelings towards you. One word answers to you which does not package with a smile.

    If I like you, in the context of a friend, it'll be a hell lot different from the one above.

    If I love you, in the context of family, girlfriend, best friends, I'll be there when you need me. I try my best to. I would go that extra mile for you.

    I'm like that. Its hard to change that mindset of mine.




    Tuesday, May 13, 2008, 11:14 PM

    FEDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD UPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP LA.

    Fuck.

    Sometimes I really want to know what you're thinking. (or do I)

    Sometimes I wonder what you're hiding.

    Sometimes I wonder.

    DAMN IT.

    sometimes it can be so hard.




    8:57 PM

    It ain't dusty till the...... umm.. umm... dust settles!

    Alright. Its almost been a week since my last post. (I'm lazy. Can't help it.)

    A week of school.

    To sum up school. Everything's perfect. Except for a minor, or can be considered major if you look at it in a way, flaw.

    Omar's funny as hell, Jeffrey's giving us abs. (die from laughing)

    And and..

    BREAKFAST.


    HOTCAKES!!!! This has been on the menu since school started. Due to the fact that break coincides with McDonald's breakfast and that its convenient too..

    That's me.

    I thought of blogging about what happened on the last day of work. But its hellalota write. So it shall remain in the mind of mine.

    This pic is random.

    Went to apply for a job today with muhaimin.. janet tagged along. we walked to raffles city and randomly tried any shop to see if they're hiring.

    We finally managed to find an opening at a shop called star 360 selling apparels and shoes. Filling up the application form, we were asking each other on what we put in some boxes. Like school like that.

    After that, we walked around to ask somemore before heading to Tong Seng for lunch.

    I shall stop here. Something just happen that affected my mood to continue what i wanted to say. or maybe I shall continue some other day.




    Wednesday, May 07, 2008, 1:13 AM

    THE ATTACK OF THE FLY

    The title says it all.


    During omar's class today, there was this huge fly (about 4cm long) lurking in the shadows in the classroom.

    It didn't bother anyone at first, but after it flew to omar, it was hell bent on revenge.

    Omar did some kungfu actions ending with an impressive "HAIYAH!!!" on the fly flying around him. I guess that pissed it off. So it returned time and time again to disturb omar.

    He even made fun of it,
    "its damn boring being a fly, ask the fly what it does and it'll answer fly la! Fly fly what. Such a boring life."

    He also had a theory, being that the fly was an old student who did very badly in his/her exams that now its come back to haunt him.

    True enough, every time omar stood infront to talk, the fly would come buzzing around him causing frantic flapping of arms with a "HAIYAHHH!" to good measure.

    At one point of time, he was sitting infront of the computer when the fly flew past him and brushed against his lips. Someone quickly mentioned that it might be a female student and that she just kissed him. He did his frantic brushing or arms in the air before giving up and opening up the attendance file and promptly placed it on top of his head like a hat. By then, the class were already in stitches.

    After a while, the fly flew to the table nearest to the door and stayed there, so he opened the door and started talking to the fly.

    "please leave the room, please la.."
    "out you go! fly, fly. fly!"
    "see la! you disturb the class so much. leave the classroom!"

    some of which had the arm gesturing action to leave the room. Fandi mentioned that omar was crazy already, talking to the fly.

    Well, that was more or less what happened for the Attack Of The Fly.

    I was needed at Food For Thought, work starts at 5.30 and school ended at 12. I was facing 5 and a half hours with no where to go and nothing to do.

    I had options (not in order),
    1) go home
    2) library
    3) find people to go out with
    4) take a bus to nowhere and back again
    5) head for the cafe early
    6) visit my ahma

    I don't like to go home and go out again. Especially to the same place I came from. Plus, traveling home takes 1 hour plus plus. By then, I'll only step into my house, watch a few tv shows and leave again. Makes no sense.

    So I decided to go pay my ahma and ah gong a visit. I can bet you must be thinking, wuah! so guai ar?! yeah. I can if I want to be.

    Took 32 down and upon reaching the house, I found out that.... my ahma and ah gong wasn't in. Nor were they coming back soon, if you consider this friday soon. They went to China for a holiday yesterday due to renovation works that was being carried out in the house.

    Imagine the prospect of leaving early for nowhere.

    My ahma's sister was there though. So I had some fried rice, cooked by the maid before asking people if they were free.

    My first thought was my auntie who's house was just nearby. I could go there and slack, her house had everything I need to kill time, computer, tv (more channels than my ah ma house), but she was at TP teaching! Damn.

    My uncle next. We could have gone to hit a few golf balls at the range. Been a while. But he replied to my message close to 5. -_-

    Lost.

    Adam! I called him but he said he was sick. Than maybe going out with his mum.

    Argh.

    Who, who, who! I was bored as hell.

    After a while, Adam called back! He said he wasn't going out already. So can go slack. Finally! My lifeline out of boredom ness. I took 12 down to Simei to meet him at his house's void deck before walking over to East Point.

    He had to do some grocery shopping and was hungry as well, so we headed for NTUC first before walking over to Long John Silvers for makan. I had the chocolate cake and a iced milo, on him.

    And he told me a revelation on his family.

    Super complicated.

    Super messy.

    He had to redo his whole conversation he ever had with someone if he mentioned his family.

    Even now, I'm sure but not a 100%.

    I realised one thing. The Jalan Raya outing to his house wasn't his father and mother we saw but his grand father and grand mother. I always thought they were his parents although they were old. Shocking.

    We talked about that, among other random things.

    Soon, it was time to leave. We headed to the OCBC bank first as he needed to update his passbook. Than, we walked to the POSB machine near his house to update the other passbook.

    After that, we walked to his house to put the groceries back before walking to the bus stop down the road. I boarded 12 from there. And I kinda fell asleep half way through and woke up when I just reached Bugis. Phew. Lucky.

    And I was late. 5.45.

    David was waiting for me to discuss my work schedule due to the new time slot for school. We couldn't come up with a good solution so I kinda fired myself.

    I told him that thursday would be my last day for the time being cause I can't be wasting 5 and half hours in between school and work every time. I'll die before the week's ended.

    He agreed. Its OFFICIAL. I'm outta job for the time being. Muhaimin was suggesting applying at HMV or some cd shop. Maybe I'll join him applying.

    The cool thing was, on my last day of work, thursday, I think we're going to close early to accommodate a proposal by a couple. Not sure of the details though. But on my last day of work for the time being and it ain't going be routine. Hope it won't be busy though. Prays hard.




    Monday, May 05, 2008, 3:15 AM

    Head's spinning, mind's a blur,
    talk, but don't slur,
    eyes filled with tears,
    his heart's dead it all but appears,

    someone tell the story,
    for it ain't worth it, ain't worth the glory,
    its a heart wrenching one,
    it'll leave you'll dying once he's done,
    the heart's been stabbed someone save it,
    one beat,
    two beats,
    three beats,
    none.
    cause there ain't no beats left,
    it beats for her but now its broken,

    the words now left spoken,
    the truth's out,
    it sums up what it was all about,
    pasts can be hard to forget,
    some haunt you, make you regret,
    some stays forever, till you die,
    some even makes the dead cry,
    but try harder and it'll all disappear,
    but is trying to forget something you fear,
    do you try with your heart sincere,
    are you afraid of forgetting one so dear,
    or of the times you were made to tear,

    someone tell the story,
    for it ain't worth it, ain't worth the glory,
    its a heart wrenching one,
    it'll leave you'll dying once he's done,
    the heart's been stabbed someone save it,
    one beat,
    two beats,
    three beats,
    none.
    cause there ain't no beats left,
    it beats for her but now its broken,

    insert a token,
    it'll probably take you on a ride,
    the heartbroken ones to the side,
    sitting on a pair of doves,
    a world of emotions, a peek of true love,
    the sadness in his eyes says it all,
    what's done is done, there's no second chance,
    no time for even the last dance,
    he sits himself down, puts his soul into a trance,
    so that the pain would all go away,
    and that only happy thoughts stay,
    but he knows he's just lying to himself,
    deeper he must find for his true self,
    after all that's happened,
    after all the pain,
    alls left are just the stains,
    he doubts he could ever be the same again.

    someone tell the story,
    for it ain't worth it, ain't worth the glory,
    its a heart wrenching one,
    it'll leave you'll dying once he's done,
    the heart's been stabbed someone save it,
    one beat,
    two beats,
    three beats,
    none.
    cause there ain't no beats left,
    it beats for her but now its broken,
    its all but broken,
    oh so broken,




    Saturday, May 03, 2008, 6:38 PM

    Well well.. look who we have for our Media Technology & Development (Still don't know what the heck its all about).... Drum rolls please..

    ITS..

    None other than OMAR OSAMA SAMA SAMA!!!

    WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE..

    Best news ever. Plus our Principles Of Marketing lecturer is as funny as Omar. So that makes school a thing to look forward to despite starting at 9am.

    Almost the same as waking up for secondary school already. 7am. 15mins later. argh. I wonder if I'll ever be early for class.

    Now class is getting smaller too. 16 of us if I'm not wrong. Becomes more of a focus group than a class.

    Anybody watched Iron Man already?

    If you haven't, leave your house now and catch it at the nearest theater.

    Its that good.

    I watched it with my dar at the newly open Downtown East E!Hub, first time there and it was PACKED.

    Reason was it was a friday night, the place's new, and that Pasir Ris finally had a cinema.

    Anyways.

    I love my darling. X))




    Thursday, May 01, 2008, 3:31 PM

    My source of comfort.


    I realized my last post was a week ago.

    How time flies.

    How so many things can happen within this week.

    But I'm going to reveal it here.

    No I'm not.

    Its more or less settled. I hope.


    School's starting on Friday. I think.

    Guess what, all of us don't have the schedule yet. If Jason emails us on Friday morning itself to inform that there's school in the afternoon, I ain't going.

    I hate last minute stuff.

    That's poor student relations right there. Which school doesn't give their timetables a few weeks in advance?

    I'm sick. Sore throat and stuffs. Oh wells.

    Played a game last sunday and true enough, I scored! What are the odds. I mentioned in my previous post, or the one before? hmm.. , that my captain says I would score albeit from the penalty spot.

    If you're interested, you can view match overview here:
    http://groups.google.com/group/sgxunited/browse_thread/thread/187a833a175c9b9b

    My parents went overseas on tuesday so after work, I didn't head home straight for a change.

    Hell lot of things on my mind at that time.


    I went to sit at the playground near my house. Time to think, to be alone. Just me, the music playing on my mp3 and the stars.

    Your Love Is A Lie, by Simple Plan. Damn nice song I tell you.