HI GUYS, MEET BOB! “HI BOB” NOW, BOB IS BEING NAUGHTY, YES HE IS… HE TRIED TO STEAL ME COOKIES… SO HOW? HAHA BOB… HAHA

14 January 2009
Wednesday (31 Degree Celsius)
Damn Windy Night @ 2100 (Singapore Time)
Listen: 猜不透 by 丁當
Mood: *It’s a Bob’s World*

Ok, so where have I been? Nowhere as usual… and how now? A recap of my life so far…

Found out that people do use urinal water to wash/water their dick (machiam cleaning up after urinating). Don’t say use urinal water to wash Dick, sometime accidentally kena some small splashes of urinal water on hand I nearly emptied the Dettol to disinfect… Cow, use it to wash dick…

Also found out that the Shilin food outlet’s chicken cutlet, tempura, and crepe are actually quite tasty (Yes, kwek, it is delicious… SO GO AND EAT IT!!). I know I am like 2 years late (the fad almost gone) but hey, better late than never… Just like its better out than in thingy… Ya, those sort of things…

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Moving along, I have been running like 3-4 times a week, practicing my golf every other other day (haha) and going to gym (once lah… so far). It is argued that doing some exercise (any exercise) aids in the released of endorphin; those little hormones that gave the assurance of happiness when shit happened. Somehow for some reasons, I felt much alive; I am quicker, my pace is lighter, my lungs are stronger, I can run faster, longer and I don’t pant easily now. Damn…

The only drawback? I skipped lunch during weekdays to accomplish the runs. Better lah, don’t eat so much and run more, like that can lose weight. But funnily, I didn’t lose much though… My fats are still dangling around my waist and my weight stays constant… fucking cow

Oh yes, on that note, I am now known by another nick; somehow for some reasons too, my honey decided to nick me Woodstock, so that Snoopy (being her) can pat pat me… Nicey

Hopefully this year of Ox will be a greater year for me. To achieve much more than before, to strive for greater height and to do what other’s merely dream of. Yes BIRD, YOU CAN DO IT

Self praising never felt so steady. Did you not notice? haha

Now to the dark side, I can't seem to concentrate nor does anything without blowing a fuse. In short, I am damn irritated and damn pissy fucking easily. My clerks are not helping. One fine day, just one fucking day, when they caught me feeling like shit… Just one day, just one clerk… Then after I am done blasting him/her, the rest will learn to toe in line. I promised.

Where is the damn euphoria when I needed it? Oh you know what? I do get euphoric. Yes yes, I do. The only problem is, it is like a roller coaster ride; up and down the temperament journey. In case you have not notice (Hypothesis define by my wife’s close monitoring), I am usually depressive and hormonal imbalance at the end of the month. With any luck, I can hitch the prize for the timeliest PMS.

So now how? I present to you, a Joke: A 1st Year Medical Student description of a breast

1. It contains the optimum balance of nutrients for the newborn child.

2. As it is contained within the mother's body, it is protected from germs and helps develop the child's immune system.

3. And it comes in such nice containers.