You know, its kinda funny how we only realize the greatness of what we have at that very moment till you're faced with the fact of it being taken away from you. Now, I'm faced with one of leaving Ireland. Up to one point I couldn't help but constantly bitch and moan about what a shit-hole this place is, lugging my ass up and down the dark apartment with it all to myself, I never really took notice till now.

Taken from my apartments balcony. Beautiful aye?

Don't get me wrong, its not that I dread heading back to Singapore, I fucking worship the very idea of it. But there's the very little or major things depending on how you wanna see it. The people there are just really old-school. And when I mean "old-school", I mean: Superstitious, narrow minded pricks for the majority. Or maybe thats just my family? Oh, and chicks, geez... I'm gonna have to go back to frickin mind-games being part of some fucked up "I wanna tap that" ritual. Just get over it, like someone? Come out with it! Then again that goes against the whole fucking "mind-games" protocol and fucks you in the ass >.>

There's just one too many things I'm worried about, but there's always the "ah well, worst comes to worst" kinda scenario that plays in my head. For example, its gonna be hard getting to poly or JC there, why? I'm not sure myself, but I gotta do really well, because it means either going back to sec 2, or heading to Poly/JC. Biiig difference there mate(no shit). 2nd, Malay, oh dear god you have no idea how much I suck at it. NO COMPRÉNDÉ CABRÓN/CABRÓNÉSS! The back up? My mindset, which is pretty much I have friends there that mean the world to me. You guys really do, with y'all by my side, I can't really give two fucks. Hell you're all pretty much the reason why I give a shit anymore and also make me convince myself to keep going. You know who y'all are.

These good few years in Europe have really been life-changing, eye-opening and mind-expanding. Made me more tolerable of people with difference and accept them as who they are, not judge people at face value and shit like that. Thats what I pretty much live for these days. Paris, London, Dublin, Spain, Italy, big eye-opener to other cultures, you know where they're coming from so you don't mis-judge them. Compare it to Singapore from a whole different perspective, you can see they just spew crap. I've even heard shit like "All white people go to hell" (in malay of course) and I'm like "Mate fuck off (I need new friends...)...". What I'm gonna miss is the openness, the ability to be what you are.

Thats a really old picture on my first trip to Paris. That river, uh, iono, but the Eifell Tower was infront of us. Like 200 yards away. 22/06/05 <333 Good times, PSLE, Primary 6B 2006 was an awesome class, and was the year when I really fit in.

I've had people ask me why I'm not really into malay people and I have only a few Malay friends and the rest are chinese/indian. 1.) Most of them are just majorly ignorant, and much more ignorant than your average Joe living in a countryside in the middle of Kansas (Hillbillys, cmon slow-poke get with the program!). Wait, not sure what else, but I know there's more, just haven't really been in contact with one of them for a good while. And they're somewhat anti-social and really racist. Its like "Eh, you know chinese people don't bathe?" >.> FARK YOU <3333 But the chinese people, at most times I'm the only malay guy in the group, yet they welcome me with open arms and treat me equally. And this was since young, and for most parts, it was in mandarin so you pick up a good few things. Now they can talk to me in chinese, I'll just reply in english. I COMPRÉNDÉ SÍ!

Just had to let my mind go a bit, <3 you guys. Peace.