A tad too much of slow songs so heres a more rock-y and upbeat song to kill the loneliness and silentness.

Third Eye Blind - Never Let You Go

There's every good reason for letting you go
She's sneaky and smoked out
And it's starting to show
I'll never let you go
I'll never let you go
I never let you go
I never let you turn around, your back on each other
That's a good idea, break a promise to your mother
Turn around your back on each other

You say that I’ve changed
Well maybe I did
But even if I've changed
What's wrong with it
I'll never let you go
I'll never let you go
I never let you go
I never let you turn around, your back on each other
That's a good idea, break a promise to your mother
Turn around your back on each other

And our friends are gone and gone
And all the time moves on and on
And all I know is it's wrong, it's wrong
And all I know is it's wrong, it's wrong, it's wrong, it's wrong, it's wrong
If there's a reason, it's lost on me
Maybe we’ll be friends, I guess we'll see
I never let you go
I'll never let you go
I'll never let you go
I never let you go
Turn around, your back on each other
It's a good idea, break a promise to your mother
Turn around let's turn on each other
Good idea, break a promise to your mother
Turn around your back on each other
That's a good idea, break a promise to your mother
Turn around your back on each other
What a good idea...

I remember the stupid things, the mood rings, the bracelets and the beads
Nickels and dimes, yours and mine, did you cash in all your dreams
You don't dream for me, no, (goodbye, goodbye) you don't dream for me, no
But I still feel you pulse like sonar from the days in the waves
That girl is like a sunburn
I would like to say
The girl is like a sunburn
I would like to say
She's like a sunburn
(She's like a sunburn)
She's like a sunburn

posted by ikaira @ 6:50 AM, ,


its been awhile, quite awhile i guess.
everything seems like history, remembered and recognised.
somehow i kinda miss bits and parcels of the life.
i miss the chirpyness,
i miss the enthusiasticness,
i miss the smell of perfume u wear,
i miss the straight forwardness,
i miss the stubornness,
most of all i miss the smile,
but it seems that u are doing fine and doing well.
getting on to the next phrase of life like everyone of us are.
maybe i should get on with my own path and not reminiscene or
maybe we'll have a chance to sit down once again and talk.
i wish u well,
if u know u are u and i am i

posted by ikaira @ 6:34 AM, ,


today was a gd day spent. why? cos all the predictions were right on spot. a maximum 4 out of 5 predictions. finally turned all negative resistence to positive in the excel worksheet. how come most of the ppl out there trusted spain to wack france, and wacked them hard torres and company did. they managed to get a 1-0 headstart but not for long till the les blues came back.
and like they say, the rest is history.

i got this feeling that luck ain gonna run all the way with the looks at the bets of previous days. beckham to win the game with one of his trademark freekicks, which is one of the rare shoots by the english. totti to score a last min penalty with 10 men. and a jackpot tonight. maybe this is the parting sign. but im still way short of my 1k mark.

moral of today's story.
can we humans really tell if its a sign until unless its too late or that its over?

anyway enough of betting football and accepting football bets. tml's gonna be a rest day without rushing to meet customer's last min bets or praying for a spectacular freekick or a last 10sec injury time penalty.

tml's gonna be a day to rest, to play and to enjoy.

am meeting the guys for a football session at night for we were robbed of our soccer on sunday.

my life is all about balls balls balls....

i guess all guy's life revolve around balls, be it the one which we kick on the ground or others like the ones hanging in midair

posted by ikaira @ 5:54 AM, ,


today is a raining day and i hate raining days when they are on sundays.

cos sunday is my soccer day, the one week of anticipation, waiting and waiting, just like army buys waiting for book out day.

a raining sunday is like u just missed the toto first price becos u accidentally shaded the wrong number.

a raining sunday is like u bought over 2.5 goals and germany vs sweden and germany stopped scoring after leading 2-0 at the 12th min, not to mention how larson missed his penalty.

a raining sunday is disappointing, is annoying, is frustrating etc...

but a raining sunday also meant that i can slp till 1am in the cool morning weather

posted by ikaira @ 1:29 PM, ,



another day, or should i say night of tele betting. the night was companied by a loudspeaker on myleft who made me resorted to covering my left ear while taking bets and on my right is a hate the work so much that he wanna quit person.

and until like the 6th hour did i know that they actually know each other, not during work, but actually came for the interview together and in fact planning a thailand trip in the near future.

6 hours without talking to each other? not bored meh? some fren yea.

work is gd when u have free time. for the whole of the 3am match, i only entertained 5-6 calls. so its 1 call for 3 bucks. how expensive can i get.

it is even better when u have too much free time, i tend to fall asleep and started hallucinating and dreaming.

hallucinating about wat? i have been thinking that insurance is crap the 8% returns is too litlle, and should not invest in insurance but in soccer.

if i invest 5k in a 10% annum return plan, i will get 500 per year, so its around 40 per mth. and it means 10 dollars per week. how hard will it get to earn 10 dollars a week when u have 5k in ur bank to back u up and considering there is epl, spanish, italian, german, not to mention s league and jap league and etc.....

logical right?

and after dreaming about this, i realize just by saying it wun work cos there is too much complications, so i must come up with rules and regulations to make sure that some limits wun be over-runed.

anyway, gd job koreans, made us asians proud. one thing i dun understand is why we asians still think the ang mohs are the gd ppl and high class and want to be like them? when they have been dominating us over the pass centuries, overriding us, over powering us.

posted by ikaira @ 5:36 AM, ,


nowadays my life is evolving around 2 things, work and work.

a day job teaching the primary sch kids badminton and a night job taking bets in sg pools.

1 wk of working both jobs together and im already weaken physically.

speaking of my day job, a thought came to my mind, am i making a difference to their lives? and who made the difference in my life?

i wonder will they still remember me if they make it big? i guess even for myself, if i ever was considered a success, who should be granted credit?

they say childhood is the most important phrase of ones life where he is being moulded, so should i thank my first badminton coach? or my first tuition teacher? or my pri 1form teacher?

somehow i feel the world is interlinked, a guy in columbia doing some thing like alighting a bus or taking a picture might have indirectly influenced me by some way.

an trinidad and tabago fan who is being filmed in germany might give me an impression me to feel that T and T women are pretty.

maybe admission into heaven is given by the result of ur the gd stuffs that u've done minus the bad stuffs. and if its positive, ur granted ur pass. if not ur goign down.

if that so, i guess im going into heaven, lol

posted by ikaira @ 1:32 AM, ,


identity
Friday, June 02, 2006

identity, do we know who we are.

nowadays i see so much of the young guys so attached to army, wat they talk is all about army, their jokes is all about army jokes, are they losing it or are they gaining it? its like a double edge sword i guess. for 2 years they finally found somewhere they belong and fitted in - the ARMY.

2 years later, still carrying that spirit, are they going to bring it into the society, the workforce? does the society allows such spirit to survive under its harsh rule? i dun think so, then again, they'll lose thier identity and start to find a new one.

the main question, do we really have an identity. do we carry it along all the way? can we actually choose our identity, can muslims who are borned muslims become christians? i know its not possible but its not free to do so, u have to pay the price of discrimination and unacceptance.

for all friends who've already have an identity, dun lose them in army yea.
see u all as who u are in 2 yrs time

posted by ikaira @ 1:42 PM, ,


im sure everyone faced this before. u are so sure of something, it( maybe religion, maybe friends, of even products)

ur so sure of its capabilities and u went all the way out promoting it, to ur friends to whoever starts a topic maybe like that place the char kway tiao is super nice, den all of ur friends go all over there anticipating it to be over delicious, mouth watering good.

in the end when ur ordered that supposedly heavenly char kway tiao, it turned out to be a flop, the sweet sauce is too much, the kway tiao much less proportioned than the mee, and the garlic is over cooked. what the hell man rite......

the point is when u put so much faith into something, it lets u down. so many instances to justify this, in love - where where everything is unpredictable, u put so much faith in ur relationship but yet ur girl cheats on u. in work - u and ur partner work so hard together going thru thick and thin, but in front of the boss, he puts in a bad word of u, all claim full credit of wat ur have done.

dun lose faith,
nv lose hope.

the 2 essentials to bring u tru all stormy weather

posted by ikaira @ 1:20 PM, ,




friend my friend, i wish u all the best. for life is unpredictable and nv assume u know what it means. seaching and finding, nv to find the actual answer and definate purpose. . . .


wondering wondering wondering... will we ever find the ultimate answer? the purpose?


5 yrs ago while u were sitting beside me, both of us didnt know wat was life, didnt know where to head, didnt know wat to expect, didnt know wat's laid in each of our paths.

5 yrs later, we seat alongside again. this time, we more or less had in mind wat was installed for each of our assigned paths.

but this time round its different. ur path was decided, u didnt get to choose, u were forced to live ur life by a pre-assigned way.

wish u all the best my friend, may u fulfill wat u always wanted to.

anyway today was a day well spent. a meeting with the guys, the brothers. those who walked with me all the way. from our childhood days to now. all played a part of wat's formed of me. those that u dun care about image, dun care about pride, just being free being urself. nothing to hide for they seen the worst.

so hard to say sober and true being in this illusioned world isn it? always wearing a mask to stay perfect and not outcasted.

trying to fit in.


bless all those true hearts

give all those heartless ones wat they dreamed of.

stay true my friends, stay true......

for u are u,

u are my friend

posted by ikaira @ 4:32 AM, ,