at the end of the day

suddenly i feel really tired...


theres some invisible weight attempting to compress my shoulders into my hip.


work as usual earlier. went back to phuture to the horny bunch of drunks.

i would recommend sir richard attenborough to film just one ladies night there on a documentary of the human coursthip ritual. even a gyneacologist would freak.


i adovocate freedom of choice. so... whatever you wanna do just do it.

we have free will for a reason.


really would like to rant more, but can't type any further... to be continued.

Bad night....

felt like blowing up the entire place.

feel like month old shit now. let me die now. gack.

random ranting

work was good today.

floorstaff finally behaved themselves after some incident last sat. Too bad i wasn't around then... heard there was a big blow up. Would've given my two fingers worth.
somehow everything went really smooth today... order flow was very handable and everything. Even had this buncha girls try all sorts of means to get one for one for a miserable shot of vodka from me and my colleague. From flirting to whipping out the longkang. Hahahahahahaha... show me something i havent seen.

And this persistent one kept trying to strike up conversations with me... moronic ones... "Are you studying or working?" What do i look like i'm doing now? Duh....

At least thta was my halftime show for the Germany/Costa Rica game. Haven't watched soccer in ages... Not bad as matches go. Plenty of poorer people around today cursing the Krauts or the costa ricans...

But somehow something was missing. Didnt really feel as energetic as per normal. Just felt... dunno... empty.

I have no idea why people like to tell me stuff... Angel says coz i look like a reliable person. Thats a freakin laugh. This would be all cool if not for my lil annpying habit of giving a damn and trying to find solutions for problems. Kapoh or being overly nice?

Fuck. Song was telling me i should give up what i do. Yea... i know. It was sooo much better back in JC where we didnt give a rat's ass of what others thought. Do what you want to and fuck the rest. Maybe as i grow up i start to actually care.

Hoopla.

Hell... JC and army were good times. All the same fucking crazy people around. Life was one big Jackass episode... now i get older and get more sensible and start slowing down. But i havent had enough of the life yet. I fucking want more.

And to a certain few people in my life at the moment... what in the world do you want of me? Like just give me a manual or finger paintings... i need a bloody clue. I don't wanna keep guessing what is expected of me and what i'm expected to know you expect me to do for you. I don't wanna get pissed at anyone coz to those who have seen me get pissed before you know you DON"T want that to happen. So please... just give me some clues or best... direct instructions.

And yes... I'm still that steady. I will always have everyone's back.

Buried to my neck in shit

Black eyed boy won't you rest in peace

Pass me another joint i need my hit

Can't you see i do what i do

I don't have to but the flesh is unwilling

Everyone needs an ear so i have to

Doesn't mean you can just fill me up with gasoline

Crazy it is and i am

Will be there when you call

Doesn't matter if i crash and burn

So fuck me up that bit more

What we don't mean we often mean afterall

Confusing to some people i know but thats for me to know and you not to pry.

I've been very busy lately so haven't managed to rant as much as i'd want to.
So just gonna let loose now.

I hate my job and i hate all the fucking floorstaff who think i work for THEM and not Lincoln cheng. I've never met such pampered and completely stupid people in my life. If you dont have a clue whats going on then dont propose to question what i do. I'm the bartender. If you think you can do better than i'll go home and let you take over. And fucking go get your water yourself. The toilet tap is just there. I believe the water there is cleaner than our unwashed sink tap. Pardon me if i dont "serve" you pronto. I have other more important stuff to do. You can jolly well wait for your water and your glasses of ice.

Moving along... Zhen's gonna have a gig on wednesday the day after the date feared by all christiandom has passed. Gonna be great meeting up with the old motherfuckers again... Job and school has taken so much of my life away as it is... i want to drink till i get high and stoned and laugh at the moon as i did before. To be among people i love and miss. To be with the true friends of mine. The rascals and babes of my life. Fuck i miss the nights at walas.

Yes i'm still single... Don't need to enquire about it.

Love is something like a hot potato. You hold it you will get burned sooner or later, throw it away and its your own damn fault you're gonna go without a meal. My heart kinda died a long time ago... but lately i felt it beat a twitch. THis twitch has echoed throughout my body and fucked my brain. I don't like the muddled feeling.
Let me go have a drink...