Random Factors

30 more useless information about Eddie you prolly don't know...

1. I pump the accelerator and go beyond the speed limit when i am in a foul mood, especially when people ask me to drive to places i know i might get lost in, or roads that are unfamiliar or where there is heavy traffic. I would also honk incessantly at those who stop by the side of the road, cut into my lane without signalling, inched close to my car...

2. I have a photographic memory. I can steal a glance at some landscapes, pictures, objects or people, and i can draw them right down to the minute details eg. colour, design, position

3. I have the ability to write in multiple handwritings. I can easily switch to the many style of handwritings and i am able to do a single successful attempt of copying anyone's signature at one look

4. I cannot have physical contact with people, even though when non-sexy conversations are being exchanged. Because i will get an erection very easily. Some friends do pull pranks on when in public places, and deliberately pat my chest or talk in a perverse manner, just so i will get a reaction to display a boner

5. I was born in Singapore, raised in Singapore, studied in Singapore and am living in Singapore. But the mystery here is how on earth am i speaking in an inherent accent, widely and unanimously agreed by people to be a cross between 50% Filipino, 30% Singaporean & 20% American. I don't know myself. However, both my late grandparents hailed from Australia but none in the family has Aussie traits or twangs

6. I have peed in my pants before. This happened during Primary School, during the flag-lowering ceremony. Back then, stories of Leprechauns being sighted by former students in the toilets of my primary school were circulated like wildfire, forcing the school to even issue a warning of sorts for students to be careful when visiting the loos. I held back my urine due to fear (i was a small kid then, man) and when i couldn't contain it any longer, the golden shower fell along with the unison singing of the National Anthem. Not good when hundreds of eyes were fixated on you

7. I take photographs, exposing only my side profile. I hate taking pictures and doing frontal poses, because i don't think everything on my face falls into the rightful place. I don't think my sharp facial features are conventional. I am sounding modest here but overall i am appreciative of my looks, save for my nose which i hated for as long as i can remember

8. I may cut an intimidating figure. But if you are intellectual enough to break these walls around me, you will unravel someone with an entirely different personality. You see, i had to administer the arrogance and swagger, as that is what creates a fortified guard against conflicting elements - the haters, people who tries to bring you down, hostile and negative energy...

9. I listen more than i speak. But when i do speak, i will arrest your utmost attention and most of the time, i will get people to listen intently and demand an aritculated response

10. I have the ability in administering the power of persuasion. I can psychologically overwhelm you, change your mind, persuade you to buy my thoughts and ideas, scar you mentally and get you to go my way. This is nothing manipulative, bossy or sounding like a domineering bitch. I just have my way with words

11. I read people's behaviour well. I know when a person is acting a lying bitch, a serial cheater, a faker, a hopeless hypocrite or a two-timing psycho-slut. I usually participate and feign ignorance, but i won't mirror their behaviour. Because if i do, i will just be as diabolical

12. I am actually shy in real-life. I am not the life of any party, the vocal one in class, or the kind to crack jokes at gatherings. Usually, i would just sit at the corner, try to look cool and handsome, and wait for people to step up to break the ice. I don't initiate conversations, especially with those that are not aesthetically-pleasing. Gee.

13. I used to be one of the TEN finalists for Power 98's Army Icon II, a singing competition held in the year 2005. I had to audition in the midst of a busy Yishun Interchange, as DJ Sebastian called me back for one just as i was about to board the bus home from somewhere. And i sang One Moment In Time. The only song that came to mind at that point. Haha...

14. I am the singing voice behind the radio jingle or advertisement, for Halal Foods Booster, which is still being played daily across the TWO malay radio channels - Warna & Ria. I recorded it in a TWO days, without being paid, as the producer was a then-friend. I also sang the station jingle of Oli.sg. Although i have no hit singles being played on radio, at least i can settle for my ads for now. I had more 'hits' and airplay than The Echoboys okay!

15. I have, to date, participated in both previous seasons Singapore Idol, Anugerah, Asia Bagus, MediaWorks' The Big Break. For acting background, i have played teeny-weeny parts in Under One Roof, Three Rooms, True Story, and scored a lead role for a Toyota commercial

16. I can easily spend more than ONE hour in the showers

17. I don't patronise restaurants or eateries that sets exorbitant prices for its food. I am easily contented with my cheap and affordable hawker fare, because i am not a fan of food

18. I find inspiration just by seeing other guys with a much leaner and fitter bod. That is enough to spur me to run extra rounds at the tracks, staying off junks and calories-ladened food, keeping in shape and rigorously train to attain a similar built

19. I seriously think Joanne Peh has an aura of elegance and the poise of a confident woman. Ann Kok is a hottie too. My ideal girlfriend would have to look like she's one of the New Paper New Face finalists. And Yan Kaykay is my dream sexpot, whom i would do all night. Wee...

20. I have this reservation and discontent towards gay people. I can't quite comprehend why being gay must be associated with coloured contact lenses, make-up, women's wear and girly behaviour. Adam Lambert is one fine example. So we know you're gay. But what's with the make-up and eye-liner and flamboyant image? Why can't gay people be NORMAL and be straight-acting? At least if you shed yourself off these 'accessories', perhaps the treatment and resentment towards homosexuals wouldn't be as dire and blatant, as society sees it today. And discrimination or prejudice will be eradicated. You think?

21. I have taken my own sex clips before. So what? We live just once. Do anything and everything at least once

22. I will kill to partake in Survivor, should the franchaise be brought to Singapore. And perhaps apply for The Amazing Race Asia. With my Buddy!

23. I don't have a normal amount of hair on my legs. They look more like a swimmer's, and here i have some sceptics who thinks i shaved the hairs off to look natural. I have no time for the upkeep, honey. I call it my sexy but scary hairless chicken legs

24. I have a birthmark on my left eyebrow that i'm contemplating to remove. It's weird that nobody ever talks about it, or even too care to notice

25. I think Polo Boys is a show with a bad plot, tacky storyline, corny dialogues and lousy acting. The saving grace is the blazing red trunks. Because the boys can't act, la. Wait, only Julian Low CAN!

26. I want to be trimmed, tanned and toned enough to be featured in The Sunday Times Hotbod Series. Splendid!

27. I don't listen to mainstream music. My music collection is the illest shit you've never heard

28. I used to practice Tae-kwon-do when i was much younger

29. I started singing when i was 10, with Michael Jackson the first artist i ever listened to, followed by Mariah Carey and i remembered Janet Jackson's Janet album, being the most spectacular album throughout my growing up years

30. I cry at weepy dramas and cry when i hear sappy love songs. Heartbroken, la!

Out Of The Dark, Into The Light

The week has been gruelling. Every turn of events has been of a cataclysmic proportion. I felt torn and broken. Nevermind the sadness and frustration that has clung onto me. I have lost the appetite for the lighter side of life. My mood is playing the volatile stock market in my head. I am uncertain of the causes but let's count the factors for the manic mental breakdown.

How does it feel to obliterate the person you used to loved completely from your life? I have done just that. But i wasn't that hesitant because i am fulfilling the other party's wish. Granted. You are completely out of my life. I hung on for as long and seeked redress in the best way i could. But i couldn't please and appease anymore. It hurts to be the subject of your anger when i have been innocent throughout. I am not going to turn hater and inflict diabolical intents on you because you should claim responsibility for everything that has happened. Just to let you know i don't hate you whatsoever. I am singing our swansong. It's curtain call. The best solution is the erasure on my part.

In trying to ardently stick to my strict regime of attaining a desired body shape, i have resolute to alter my eating habits as well. Perhaps it is not too advisable. Because i have refrained from rice for over THREE weeks now, i eat crispy flavored seaweed for my daily sustenance and i consume a single weeny meal a day. This usually consist of vegetable or a fishball soup. Honestly, dieting is an agonizing practice. When you are deprived of your favourite food, you will easily slip out of your elements, get flighty and suffers from a withdrawal symptoms of sorts. It's not an easy task, man. But i am seeing results. The grand total of 14 hours - 2 per day of burning the tracks per week sets my target in the right direction too. I am sorry for the afflictions people. Bear with my behaviour just this once. I can't help feeling rotten too.

I am exploring my options on whether to repeat poly, take up B.A in SIM, or continue with my Degree in Mass Communications in MDIS. I am in a critical situation whereby any decision i make concerns my time, committment and financial state. It's so hard to decide. I need to complete my Diploma in TP because i don't take detour on things and usually would finish whatever i started. It wouldn't hurt to be awarded a polytechnic's Diploma, right? My TP's lecturer claimed it'll be a waste of time to continue in TP when i could have used the money instead and pay for my Degree in Mass Comm in MDIS. The hitch is i don't have thousands of moolahs to apply for a Degree. But it makes sense to move upwards, instead of stepping back. And then someone had to conjure the brilliant suggestion of continuing my studies in SIM, as there is a 40% subsidy for the Degree programmes course fees. It is darn feasible because where money is concerned, i am on a shoestring budget.

I haven't found a moment to gather my sanity and work out the kinks where academic pursuits are concerned. Ultimately, it has to be both beneficial and an investment per se. My mom is ready to fling her shoes at my puppy face on whatever juncture i arrive at. It'll be out of my own pockets this time around.

I am extremely apologetic for the irregularities in my blog postings. Every day has been eventful and worthy to be documented but i cannot find a substantial reason to gravitate towards the computer, apart from the nondescript affair with youtube flicks for my reality TV show fix, checking of emails and inane wall postings by friends in Facebook.

The culprit for my deviation attributes to the blue screen of death, which is generally an initial sign of hardware failure. It irates me when the system suddenly desist, especially in the middle of msn chats, watching sensational videos, blogging and while on schoolwork. And the pc is only in its sophomore year. That's why i am not fixated on my pc. I am going to send it in for a good repair and maybe claim compensation from Acer for the frenetic situations it has put me through. As if.

Alright, i should just stop it right here. Wailing and whining is not going to eliminate my problems. But it feels slightly euphoric to clear your chest of things and airing dark issues, hoping people can empathize with you. It would also be heatening to hear them dispensing words of comfort and sound advice when in times of calamity. I appreciate every single gracious soul who has stepped up to me and surrounded me with their love.

Honorable mention to my besties for your touch of love, care and faith - Shawal(aka The Buddy), Izarnawi, Chelsea, Suhaina, Eric, Muhammad, Sakina, Geeta, Herman, Ritz, Glenn...

Ps: The ordeal has bonded us much tighter and funny how it sometimes takes a storm to test our strength and cemented our faith in each other to weather it as true soldiers? I am your bulletproof vest, buddy. Best believe. And oh, some people would just want to underestimate our blood ties, don't they? We're tighter than any Botox shots injected in Dick Lee's face and tighter than Wong Lilin's ass, man. :)))

A Visual Brilliance

In a month or so, 2010 will usher in. The thrilling thing is not so much of waiting for what the future will bring to our plates, but how have we utilized the previous year, what experiences have we brought forth, what lessons have we learnt and how many of our resolutions were actually materialized.

It has been a dotty year thus far. I fell in and out of love, i have expanded and deflated my body size(which is a concurrent battle for me), i have graduated with a Diploma in Mass Comm, i have gotten a taste of tertiary education in poly, i discovered my gem(see previous post), i have rekindled an impassionate love for running(a seven days a week affair for me now), i got rich and broke at the same time and a whole lot inspid moments that are best sealed in the closet.

However, one issue that i cannot get around resolving is - seeking employment in the sector i desire to be in. I am vehemently finicky when matters of job is concerned. I don't know when i will strike gold but a visceral feeling tells me a good job with a good pay looms in the forthcoming months. I know it is ludicrous to patiently wait for the pen-ultimate fortune but see, sometimes, things happen for a reason. I swear by 'Takdir' & 'Rezeki'.

I have faltered in my examinations. I am not going to be anal about it and harbour misgivings about the result's outcome. I knew the planetary alignments was somewhat disheveled the day i took the exam papers. Because the questions were tough and hard. I pretty much anticipated a lacklustre result. And i will not be abandoned in the dumps and let failure defeat my spirit.

I am certainly in a jolly mood. Because through my weakness, i have discovered my strength. My life is nowhere at the hindmost. I have explored the options and i am glad there are limitless opportunities for me to carry my academic dreams from here on.

It is too early to draw a list of resolutions, but one thing is affirmed - i know what i want for myself. I would just have to work for it, wouldn't i? I am not going to wait for fate or destiny to dictate my life. For instance, if i am driven by motivation to run a marathon, why would i let factors such as physical limits, stronger contenders, time and lack of opportunity inform me of impeded chances? If i am determined to do something, then i would do everything in my capacity to make it work. Why wait for something to happen when i can shift and shape my own destiny, long as i am brave and strong enough? If you dream it, don't dismiss it as a far-fetched dream. The onus is on you to bring it to life.

Some of the things i want to accomplish perhaps would induce an attenuate mirth or more, but the idea of settling down does not sound all too radical, isn't it? The bundle of joys a marriage can bring gives such warmth to the heart, with your son/daughter tugging and gripping their hands around your finger and come calling for you.

This beautiful picture sends my heart fluttering because yesterday, i was at Meridian Junior College, working out at its fitness corner with the buddy after my routine laps at the tracks. A 2 year old or so caucasian/malay mixed boy, approached me and asked me what i do when i am at home. He was left to his own devices by his caucasian dad, who was engaged in a football friendly at the football pitch.

The adorable tot said his name was Keoghan. I took a bit time out of my workout and kept him entertained by playing a goalkeeper while he tried to clumsily kicked the ball through the net. I was overwhelmed by a gentle joy and such wonderful feeling. I envisioned the child to be mine and here we are, relishing in a son and dad blissful moment. When his brother took away his ball, he came up to me crying and tugged at my finger with his tiny hands and said 'i want my ball back' - in an accented english. I melt.

I have come to realise that at this point of my life, at this age i am in, a companion is what would truly complete me. Surely an established career would be the pinnacle of one's life, but let's not practise an oversight of the other things that could render clandestine ecstasy and happiness. My whole life has always been about the paper chase, taking great pains in upkeeping my physical vessel/outlook and shrewdly indoctrinate others that i had failed to understand the basis of life.

Take pride and comfort in the little things you've done and gained. Be proud and thankful whenever you can. Appreciate that someone who love and care for you. Count your blessings on what you have and own. Give a pat on yourself at how far you've come in life. Be grateful that you have lived to see another day. Say your prayers to the ONE who's keeping you alive.

I am most content with my present circumstance. Even though i am not matched with a dream job, blessed with a rosy relationship, obtained a pass for my exams, have little money to get by and not have the means to buy the latest high end gadgets and whatnot, i do not deplore the lows life is giving me. It must have underlying reasons for me to emerge as a fighter through it all.

Surely in more ways than one, i should be thankful that my whole family and i are healthy, i have fulfilled my needs and wants, i lived the high life prior, i have the consistent company of besties and my amazing buddy, i am not handicapped in any ways, and most importantly - for the fact that i am still breathing to bask in a tomorrow that are saturated with bounteous surprises.

God is watching over us. Amin. :p

(Thank You for your company for the whole week, buddy.)