21st December 2007

It's Official. I am finally 24 years old today.





















Yes, I know i know. You don't have to ask me why i still look as young as before.

















The pic above was taken at the beginning of the year. . The secret behind it is i handle stress very very very well and every night, i do facial to keep my face vibrant and ok, let's just drop it. This would be a really short post. Happy Birthday Me.

HA HA HA with friends

The first article of the month. Before i start going on rambling about things that does not interest you readers out there, let me start with a few reminders. I'll be off to West M on the 16th and be back after a few days. Don't miss me too much. Few of my friends will be back from studies and hopefully i'll get to see them soon.

By the way, this is just an update few days back when i personally invited one of my *cough* kinda close * cough* friend for a night's out. We were at Al Fresco.

















Life's currently a blast for me, if not for them. This are my friends and they certainly do laugh alot as i've found out. Never did i know that they are weed lovers too.

















I didn't really wanted to have guy's faces on my blog just in case people might think i am a gay. But i think they are a bunch of nice ppl and nice ppl deserve to be introduced on my blog. That's Bennet on the left and could someone kindly remind me of this blue shirt guy's name again? No offense mate. I admit i am forgetful at times.

















Yeah, picture tells the story. Night's out with Adam equals Fun , Laughters and Satisfaction. Call me fast.

















Surprisingly Ben was there too as i invited him along. It's been like half a year since i last saw him and i never knew the reason why it took us so long to come out again. Don't ask me why.

















They were having fun making a fool out of themselves. I, on the other hand was having fun taking pics of them making a fool out of themselves. LOL. Aw....

















Deborah requested me to bring her for some INTENSE hiking session and yeah, since i found out you do visit my blog often, i'm gonna provide you with some INTENSE workout. Don't forget to thank me at the end of the day though.

















A complimentary pic to end this article.


PS: Yvonne, thanks for NOT putting ENOUGH effort by helping me with her. You know who.

I shook his hands

Today, i saw a guy who came out from the loo without washing his hands. I found out who he was the moment i shook his hand at the entrance after his wedding dinner.

The wooden bridge of you and me

The same walls that shut others out, is the same wall that shuts you in.

This articles is written for a great friend of mine and she knows it. Inspiration doesn't come easily. Lol.



A forlorn figure passed by this bridge,
the water lilies reminded him of the past,
Reflections of her begins to appear in the water,
only to dissipate as the cloud swallows up the rays from the sun.

For a moment in time, he thought it was to be,
Reality sunks in as he ventured further forward,
Not far, dry leaves covered the carvings on the wooden bridge,
Hiding the promises we made from the world,

Picking up the fragments slowly searching for the writings to no avail,
Every second that passes seem like a cut deeper ,
Has the wooden bridge too given up hope,
or has it concealed the truth from me.

Like our feelings all these years,
The carvings faded gradually as time passes,
Leaving behind nothing but a new beginning,
Whispering to myself, Shall i still wait for my yearning?

The wind breezing against my cheek,
The scent of your hair still lingers everytime i close my eyes,
On the verge of letting go of the past i had wished,
Only to retreat from it the moment i open my eyes,

Why has the leaves not fallen in this breeze?
Is it destined for me to live my life hoping,
For the moment you appear in the morning mist,
Eventhough i knew all along you won't be coming.

Two birds perching from above,
Smiling to myself as it reminded me of our embrace,
Forcing myself to hide the sadness and loneliness i loathe,
Covering my sadness like sand in an hourglass.

Taking a step forward at the end of this bridge,
The pathment in front of me diverge in two,
Shall i forever bury our memories for keeps,
or turning back to where my heart really belongs to.


-adamkuek- 29th November 2007

Jus Cinta 9668 Advert

I came across this little leaflet while having a few drinks with my classmate last Sunday. The dark inner side of me smirked at the sight of this product.

















It features a picture of a cup with concoction of lime and a local favorite dried fruit called samboi . It even has a tagline that reads "Jus & Buahnya Sedap Dimakan " which simply meant "It's juice and fruit is tasty ".

Now, tell me what kind of juice and fruit is tasty eh? Think harder.

The joke doesn't end there though. This product even has a suggestive name that says "Jus Cinta 9668 ".

I can understand the word Jus Cinta which refers as Love Juice but i really gotta admit i don't even know what 9668 meant. Any geniuses here?

Squirrel or Seahorse Key Chain Opener by Ivy Wee

Ok, few days back i was given a little gift by a female hairstylist by the name of Ivy. She's hot for her age and i have a feeling she is kinda interested in me. Who doesn't by the way.

All these while, i had been receiving weird gifts from the opposite gender which includes ; soft toys, i heart you cards, i want you scarfs, let's shower towels, stars in bottle, Yellow Ah Beng Collar up shirt, and more boring cards as the list goes on and on. This sort of gifts shows how less they know me. I am deeply distraught.

Anyway the few gifts that really took me by surprise and really impressed me the most might be;
1. A Moffatts album by some guy who thought i am gay.
2. A Pink G - String by my friends Yvonne and Eleanor ( Something tells me they had tried on the exact pink g's before giving it to me as a gift )
3. A handmade cake by my self-proclaimed best friend Sheila
4. A bottle which contains seashells that reads out "Happy Birthday Stud"by oh-crap-i-forgot-her-name.
5. Few kisses / peck by the girls .

















So, lets not digress. This picture shows a key chain bottle opener with a shiny blue color coating on it. I was told that it's a squirrel and to be honest with you, it does not even look like one. It's main usage is to open up beer bottles and as i've said earlier, this ladies do not even understand me well. Why do i need to open up a bottle of beer with this when it's done by the bar tenders themselves.

On another lighter note , this bottle opener looks more like a seahorse to me compared to a squirrel ( It features a seahorse-liked creature with pouting lips which kinda reminds me of my friends Nariza and Michelle Wong aka Babydoll below ).






















Pouting act 1 - Naz





















Pouting act 2 - Er Er



I'll so gonna be in hiatus from my writings should they find this out. By the way, thanks Ivy for the simple but quite meaningful key chain. And yes, it won't encourage me to bring you for more beers.

How high can you get.

I came across this few weeks back. The boss himself took matters into his own hands by climbing all the way up to install some signage. He wasn't even wearing any proper P.P.E on. ( Personal Protective Equipment ) which includes anti-slip boots.






















As he is using an extension ladder, it is highly suggested that a fall protection system shall be used at the work site. Ie: Attached to a secure anchor point on the building.

If only people DO cherish their live

They won't be doing this.

















This afternoon, as i was passing by a forwarding agency, i notice something which isn't right , unsafe and most of all, dangerous to the person involved.

















The supervisor had asked the forklift operator to raise him on the forks ( with pallets ) so he could get a good look at the air con. Imagine what might had happened if somehow a slip occurs or the forklift was positioned in an uneven place.

The raindrop that waited

People don’t change -- you just never knew who they really were.


On a rainy day like this,
with a pen and a paper and a sad song,
Scribbling my feelings into a worn out piece,
The pain inside rather left unshown.

Raindrops flowing down the window,
Revealing the feelings of the person in it's reflection,
The smiles of his slightly shows,
Knowing you ,his heart waits, cannot be yearn.

The sound of raindrops beating from the distance,
Bringing back the memories we had,
I asked myself, shall i still wait,
Covering my ears, am i cheating my conscience.

The world stopped at this very moment,
For once, i am set free from this burden,
But every quietness that surrounds me,
Reveals the truth of my feelings through my heartbeat.

Have you leave your past behind,
Or are you ( like me ) still waiting for a sign,
The raindrops ceases to flow down this time,
Could this be the only sign, in your mind,

Or could my eyes be playing a lie so cruel,
Could time ONLY stood still when your ears are covered too?


-adamkuek- 26th Nov 2007

The Distant Stars

This is for you. If you happen to drop by one day as promised.


Far beyond the distant stars,
you reminded me of each of the moments we shared,
Each shining stars far away from where i am,
Telling me each of it's own story.

From the highest pinnacle,
I reach out my hands for you,
What seems so close, yet in truth, so far away,
But with every stars that blink,
I realized that it's forever listening.

Have you hide yourselve from it,
or has the stars lied to me,
In this dream of mine ,
it's telling me you are waiting too.
But somehow i'm not that shooting star.

Choosing to believe in them,
Have i led myself to despair,
or have it led me to understand,
That loving someone i couldn't have so far away,
is what my fate here actually meant?

Gazing up the stars each day,
I finally found something to believe in,
As a reminder every single day,
Living my life loving you means everything,
even if it means ... loving you until the stars fade one day.

On a rainy december night

It's sad to think you'll never be mine, it's even sadder to realize I knew it all the time-


Walking alone in this rainy december night,
With nothing but fragments of you in my mind,
The reflection on the windows is in sight,
Telling a story longer than time,
Why are you in my mind but not by my side.

Clasping my hands together for warmth,
Wishing the other palm belongs to yours,
Only to realized we are just a part of a sad song,
So unforgettable but yet without remorse,
why have i walk through this all alone.

Pausing for a deep breath beneath this oak tree,
Remembering the moments we took shelther from the rainy days,
Smiling to myself at the thoughts of it,
Whispering to myself, the most beautiful thing wasn't the rainy day,
but the leaves that we once took shelter under from it.

Raindrops rubbing against my shoulders in this lonely night,
Replacing the tears you once dropped on my shoulders,
The lights of the streets went out as it reaches midnight,
The memory of your candlelit eyes slowly fades away in tears,
Drowning out the laughters we shared as it reaches its tide.

Looking across the street in this rainy night,
My blurry eyes played a fool with me,
A picture of you and me, dancing slowly through the night,
Where happy moments once dwelled here with me,
Are now replaced with your new found memories.

Walking away from this rainy december night,
The trickle of raindrops from this oak tree behind me,
Gently crying on behalf of me before it passes midnight,
Stopping me from turning back on loneliness that awaits me,
As the raindrops hides & washes away my tears ...
from the promises i made to the oak tree.


adamkuek 22-11-2007

A night in February

I wrote this as soon as you came back. Do you still remember the messages you forced me to keep?


A night in February:


Below the twinkling stars above,
on a lonely February night,
Standing at the veranda overlooking the calm sea,
We made a wish each,
to be each other's unforgettable gaze.

In this chilly February night,
Standing within this candle lights,
You showed me the evening glow i yearned all my life,
I found it by my side,
But it's a distance away from me.

Standing close to you in this February night,
I heard the tunes of anticipation,
Whispering to myself,
Have i finally met the song of my life.

Between the candlelights in this February night,
A shooting star flies past,
Reminding me of the promises we made,
Which saddens me quietly to see you missing it,
With tears dripping as you close your eyes.

Your tears turned into crystals under this February night,
Shattering into pieces the moment it reaches my palm,
Melting my heart in an instance,
I realized in you, i never could be,
The falling petals in your eyes.

In this february night,
Should i blame the wind for the falling petals,
or being the only one which doesn't fall,
That you walked pass by?



-adamkuek- 21st November 2007

A day with the pets

I was at my friend's workshop when i notice this big size wild cat lying lazily around. I gave him something to do.

















that is to model for me on my blog. He didn't obliged.

















Look at that pose of his. Professional indeed.

















The dog wanted to join in so i let her.

















They get distracted at times but it's ok. I don't mind. It's way better than taking pics of people.

















The cat is seriously as big as the dog. I wonder what would their babies become if they... you know.

















I told him to smile at the camera. And he understood it.

















I went further by asking him to give me a high five. Animals are more interesting than people.

Promises of 99

I wrote this thinking about the promises you made and i still am wondering where are you now..



Dandelions sway with the breeze,
One flew past as i took a step back,
Within the hazy distance , its you i see,
Your smile blurred my vision as raindrops drizzled along the corridor.

Many years had passed,
I stood at the same place we first met,
Dry leaves scattered along the corridor,
What was once where i grasp your palm,
Is filled with dried petals which falls from above.

Wishing the stars we folded to appear,
Is it because we were too naive with ourselve,
Has time blanketed our promises with dust,
or have I arrived a drop of tears too late.

The sunsets reminds me through this window pane,
of the time you walked pass with tears in your eyes,
I ran towards you , as my heart stopped.
Only to realized my memories were yet to be buried by time.

I sense your presence , did you stopped by.
Our promises , holding it through the years,
Have you saw me in your memories, or
have you felt it in time?

Was it your smile i saw as i turn my back on this corridor,
To look back i had wished to,
but only sadness is what i had to endure,
if it's only my heart playing a fool with me.

The east wind breezes past as i reached the very end of the pathment,
Your whispers i heard through the bells from above,
I reached for the folded star that dropped onto my path ,
To realized the only star you hid from me all this while,
was your sadness behind your words,
as it's blurred with your tears......

you arrived a year earlier to meet our promise.
holding it through til the very end,
I wasn't late, it's that fate weren't meant for us,
or me in this lifetime.

Sad of the day 1

I'm sorry, i couldn't be by your side,
I didn't know you were waiting,
I wished you might,
I'm sorry, i didn't told you i was actually counting,
the longest step to be by your side.

A broken heart behind this smile

This is dedicated to those who have been in what they've gone through. I wrote it just for you.


A Broken Heart Behind This Smile: -


You came into my life,
so sudden and from that second,
you took my heart away,
Should i smile because you are my friend,
or should my heart cry because that's all we could ever be?

Looking back at the past,
i hate you for showing me what love was,
but how could i hate a person whom i truly love so much?
WOuld you feel the same way too?

Forget the moments you walked by,
Forget the moments you gave me hope,
Forget the moments you've shown me that love means more than loving you.
If only i could.. and i came to realized,
All that i could forget, is losing you.

How could you turn away from me,
Away from me.. so easily.
How could you turn my heart away from me?
When my heart chooses to stay with the memories we shared.

My heart skips a beat everytime you appear,
in my eyes , in my dreams and in my heart,
A beat that could mean a lifetime of tears wasted,
When i knew , with you, i cannot have.
But my hearts chooses to skip a beat still.

Why can't our love be like sparklers,
So unforgettable and sweet,
and yet it could be ended,
so easily without feelings.

I am complete with you,
and i thank you when it hurts me to say this,
I am already complete,
Even when you left, you've gave me the gift..
of love.

I came to understand that loving you,
does not mean a place in your heart,
but forever a place i cherish,
in me...

Showing me the meaning of my tears,
I have to thank you,
Only you'll know if you feel the same way as i do,
if you start erasing our memories,
with tears at the very end,
of what my heart is trying to hide from saying..


-adamkuek-

Final Union A & B - Champions!!

7 Years. Final Union. Double Champions 2007. Now who said you can't win things with kids? Eat your words. You know who you are. That's the reason why i had number 7 for my shirt! We knew the cup is ours this year.
















Fresh after winning 2007's indoor futsal competition. We came back for the 9 a side tournament. We did the double!! I am ecstatic for being able to be the captain for this time. The lads did a wonderful job and all of our final union players.






















This is Adrian, my cousin doing what he does best. Stretching.
















This is me. Warming things up before the match.
















Sim in action.
















Kevin Lee being man marked by two defenders. Top scorer for this year with 6 goals in all competition.
















Perfect. I'm courting the interest of 3 defenders. Am i that lethal ? Sometimes i really questioned myself.
















Jorden Lim doing his best impersonation of Milan's Kaka.
















Our Final Union A mates cheering us on.
















Half time team talk and oh ya, my hair is washed by Ivy, my current personal hairstylist.
















More half time pep talk. The guy beside me is Michele. Dubbed Final Union's Pin Up guy. He courts the right ladies.
















The huddle that won us the trophy.
















Collection of trophy at the end of the match.
















One last picture of us.
















My dad's team got third this year. He was awarded the eldest star in the tournament. No wonder he looks so happy.






















A complimentary picture of myself with the trophy we are looking forward to retain for the next 3 years.

Only Human

On the other shore of sadness,
it is said that there is a smile…

on the other shore of sadness,
it is said that there is a smile
but finally, when we arrived there,
what has been waiting for us?

the purpose is not to run away
it’s to run after the dream
maybe, we should have left on a trip
to that distant day of the summer…

even tomorrow, if you can see it
although there is not really a reason
like a boat that goes against the stream
for now, move on forward

on the end of pains and hardships,
it is said that happiness is waiting
as for me, i’m still searching
the sunflower of the end of season

even if you clench your fist,
waiting for the morning sun
leaving red marks on your nail,
and those tears started to drop…

even if you are left in loneliness,
only with the moonlight to rely on
fly with the featherless wings,
more and more, move on forward

when the rain cloud is gone,
the wet road will shine
only the darkness will tell me
a strong, strong light
be strong, move on forward.

Caught by plain cloth detectives

I am glad and proud to announce that i had been stopped by a group of plain cloth detectives yesterday evening while on the way for football training.

Nothing to worry about, it was just a routine check on suspected criminals.

Suspected criminals? I don't have any case going on and as far as i know, the only few cases that involves me are mostly taking ladies heart on loan. Alright, i do not want to sound like an ass but that's how i am most of the time. I know that you readers don't like it but you didnt have to report me to the cops right?

So, me and my dad was cruising down the highway at a meager speed of 40KM/H whilst listening to some redone version of some song entitled Goodbye My Love. In the midst of feeling the tunes and being emotionally and spiritually involved in the song, i saw a red coloured van with bunch of guys staring at me pointing with their cock-stern faces.

I was surprised.

Not that i had ever came across someone so daring trying to pull me of the road. I thought to myself, which jerk dares to insult my singing skills huh?

So, being the overly ( *notice how i use the word OVERLY? ) nice and designated driver that i am, i turn on the signals and proceed to have my vehicle parked at the side of the road for some interrogation or some little pep talk which awaits me.

The moment the guys ascended off their little joy ride, i straightaway knew they were detectives. It's easy to notice if a guy's a detective or not just by the way they dress. They will always have this little pouch or bag on. They would try every single ways to look like they are bad guys when they fail miserably in it.

So we did a few handshakes and my... their palms are so strong ..and hard... and tough and the thoughts of holding their hands makes me wet. Alright, i think i have gone too far.

We introduce ourselves and i got to know that they were not very pleased with my cars tints. They thought it's too dark. I agree with them it certainly is. lol.

It cracked them up. But theres one who aint amuse seeing his lower ranking officers being overly friendly towards me. Who doesn't? He took me by the side, ordered me to stripped of my tints right away.

I refused.

I told him that theres no way i would do it beside the highway. It's me ok? Stripping my dignity hurts me more than stripping my car tints beside the highway you idiots.

They aren't too smart after all compared to my fellow traffic policemen who rather spare the hassle and just settle a little of this incentive scheme which i NORMALLY refer to.

Sometimes we need to stand up for ourselves and in this case, i did myself justice. Theres no way, this buffed up fellow could intimidate me into doing something so embarrassing.

I argued that if they were in my shoes, will they do what's asked? Unbelievably they paused and thought about it and gave me the dumb look saying no?

In the end, they let me go with a warning, but i did stripped of my car tints the time i went back just to pleased my dad.

Searching for...

I'm currently looking for that young lady who often eats with her parents at New Yakin early in the morning. For all i know, she's the only girl who wakes up earlier than me every single day. The only pretty girl.

She always has her uniform on and with a red tie. I have a feeling she's from SMK Pei Min . I hope she's from there because i never dated girls from that school. Oh wait, i did. Nevermind.

I know her dad drives a pickup and i can't be telling the registeration's number out because everybody would know by then. I wanted to puncture the tyres so i could stopped and helped and give her my name card. But i think i would mess up my shirt and also my card.

I even saw her in the park near saberkas cycling before. I wanted to go up and tell her how beautiful she look while she was pushing her bicycle all the way up the hill and fell. I laughed at her and she blushed. I should had helped her up and tell her to be careful whenever she sees someone she likes..

I think that's the reason why she wanted to avoid me at times. Please don't.... i don't eat, i bite.

I never spoke to her because she seems so protected by her family. I always look at her as if she's the next big thing yet she look so small and when i look beside her, her dad turns into a vulture. Waiting to eat on my scraps should i go near her.

I feel that she's the one. Maybe not now, but tommorow... or the day after.

I feel that she has many admirers, and i am the worthy one out of them. Ha Ha ha. Serious.

I think that a girl like her would certainly have a boy friend. But that would mean that their parents are OPEN enough to let her be in a relationship, which is not a good thing.

I feel that this is the first time i felt this way and i shouldn't be feeling that because i am who i am but i just can't go up and say " hi, you biatch, you stole my heart and never gave it back ". But i don't think that phrase would work.

I think that getting near her mum first would neither work as well because her dad might think that i'm trying to hit on her mum and get jealous. Jealousy is indeed a powerful emotion.

I thought of looking her up on friendster, but i can't seem to do so. It's either she does not play friendster, or she don't understand english. Another thing is that my house connection does not work at all for the moment.

I think that if she doesn't understand english at all, it would be really hard for us. EXTREMELY as i am english educated and i know no shit about korean because she looks like one. Whoops.

I feel that if i am able to obtain her handphone number, she would be hooked. Problem is , i don't even know whether she has one or not.

I can sense something whenever she turns away from me when i look at her. She must be thinking of the same thing which i am thinking now.... lol

I think that this is probably the first and last time i would feel this way. I could not do anything besides adoring her smile and her innocence from afar. I am not worthwhile, i am just worthless.


For those who know her. Tips: 350.

If you can find her, you are a genius. If you can't, i can't blame you. CALL ME WHEN YOU SEE HER.

Love gifts from Yvonne Chin

Debra and Yvonne Chin on their latest time out with the pro dating guru, obviously me. Sorry, i don't have their numbers and if i somehow do, you can't have it. I've gone through too much problems with guy friends who asked for girl's numbers from me. I even had one guy calling me the other night begging me to help him out because apparently one of the girl's who is also my friend whom he texted actually went to the police and had his number reported. The cops called my friend up and told him that they received a complain that my friend was sending illicit messages to the girl. Asked on whether it's true, my guy friend denied. You decide.

















Here's Yvonne and Adrian ( my cousin ). I just wonder why everytime i take a pic of him, he would be doing the constipating-looked...hmmm. Anyways, Yvonne Chin got back from Australia and got me few items which thought that it suited me PERFECTLY WELL. I thought otherwise.

















I was given a pen and a small glass. How thoughtful. I had given her more, my cousin. By the way, i don't know whether they are still together but that's not what this article is about now. Sorry for digressing.

















The pen which features a boxing kangaroo even has it's ears ripped or chewed off. Remember Mike Tyson vs Evander Holyfield? Well, can't say much about this pen here as it's just a pen only with 2 boxing arms.

















The next item would be the tiny glass which has the words " MIND BOGGLING BOOBS " on it and it even shows pictures of ladies with their different types of boobs. This particular ones is call the " Has Beens " . Not that i know what it means. :P


















Next, it shows two ladies with boobs with different sizes. The blonde bombshell got the title " Blockbusters " whereas the other brunette lady earns the title " Pears " . I seriously think this is a joke from them. Do i even look like one horny bastard who keeps staring at girl's boobs from time to time? Or do i look like i DO NOT KNOW how to differentiate? I have good analytical skills for goodness sake and i seriously don't need this. This is way too much.

















" Sweet Potatoes " ?? This little gift actually has given me wonderful knowledge and insights on fruits and vegetables that could actually represent or treated as a sort of comparison among boob sizes. On another note, female readers please treat this article of mine and use it as guide to determine what kinda vege or fruit you belong to.