the movie was nice but...it was a bit too long...
*note to directors, some of us have to piss =.='
Waste peter's token after that, playing foosball on a brand-less table =(
what can I say...
guess we were in the foosball mood after checking out those pros kick ass in the Youth Fest foosball tournament.
while most people crowded over the double's table,
our attention were focused in another direction..
don't get us wrong, the doubles were great, loud shots every now and then, crowd cheering..
but..
I guess..
all our attention were diverted to the womens' single match up..
*notice..I said ALL..includes LiLian..
Too bad we didn't have a camera then, or not we could share the view with you people..
Pretty babe playing foosball...looks...body...DRESSING...all scored the highest point.. who cares if she didn't win the match..
*for everyone's info..she TRASHED her opponent..
few of the comments...
"Pretttyyy......."
LiLian
"You know ar..just now I watch foosball..the ball fly right in front of me..so fast.. this ball that "ball" bounce very fast.. "
Hong - self interpret please....
"See, thats hot pants..why couldn't all girls wear like that...Eh Jian now we know what to buy for....Blank, Blank and Blank"
Peter - ideas for birthday presents..
see what the womens single match can do to few people..
See, PRIS...regret edi or not?? skip CG come with us..u can see leng lui =p
Anyway...just had my haircut..
say bye bye to my freaking long hair...
take cares people!!
another day another time...
please take time to read the translation of Only Human at the bottom..
download it too...its a nice Korean song..
~Jian
K
OST for 1 litre of tears
On the opposite coast of sadness
is something called a smile
On the opposite coast of sadness
is something called a smile
But before we can go there,
is there something we’re waiting for?
In order to chase our dreams, we can’t have a reason to run away
We’ve got to go, to that far away summer’s day
If we find it tomorrow, we can’t sigh
Because like a boat that opposes the stream
we have to walk straight on
In a place worn down by sadness
something called a miracle, is waiting
Yet we are still searching
for the sunflower that grows at the end of spring
The warrior who awaits the morning light
before he can clasp it with red nails, his tears glitter and fall
Even if we’ve grown used to loneliness
only relying on the light of the moon
We have to fly away with featherless wing
just go foward, just a little further
As the rainclouds break
the wet streets sparkling
Although it brings only darkness
A powerful, powerful light
helps push us to walk on
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