= The Victim =


Cracked :
Anuar.Son of Othman
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Sex :
Yes.yes.yes
But, then..
Only after marry2.
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Last Weapon Used :
Water Pistol.
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Simply ♥ :
his dear sleepyhead.
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Was Last Seen :
Running Away
With A Pink Paint Marker.
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R.I.P :
1st June 1986
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Crayons :
Black.Red.White
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Lost Causes :
JieminPrimary(1993-1998)NorthlandSecondary(1999-2002)CollegeWestDover(2003-2005)PoliceNationalService(121stIntakeFitSqd52/05)
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If All Else Fails :


= Ties =
_Adi.
_Ain.
_Alfie.
_Aziana.
_Chris.
_Eric.
_Fadilah.
_Faizal.
_Hidayah.
_Izyan.
_Juliana.
_KeHin.
_Kenneth.
_Khairi.
_Nuraqilah.
_Nurizzati.
_Roslina.
_SiHui.
_Wahidah.

= Shots =
Silly Selfish Selfless Me Just A Bit Of Humour Needed A Decent Table Serving Of Tennis Simply Two Times A Couple Of Months Murdered Celebrations He Wrote The Day Before The Festivals Volunteering Jitters Mock Laughter Of Untold Dreams Sleepless In Singapore Seven Days Of Replay All Over

= Guilt =
April 2005 July 2005 August 2005 September 2005 October 2005 November 2005 December 2005 January 2006 February 2006 March 2006 April 2006 June 2006 July 2006 August 2006 September 2006 October 2006 November 2006 December 2006 January 2007 February 2007 March 2007 April 2007 May 2007 October 2007 November 2007 January 2008 February 2008 March 2008 April 2008 May 2008 February 2009 March 2009

= The Crimes =
Death By Friendster?
'cute = insanity'
Toopid Chipmunk & Lizard!
Anti-Friendster-Profile
.fear.explained.
( kinda proud to be a singaporean )
buying.an.igloo
^respect^the^animals
*Aint An Emo Kid
*Im Just A sXe
his.nightmares
her.nightmares
~ hubbing.
~ one life lived.
~ under the red umbrella.
Singapura's Media

= The Freaking Headaches =
Crimson Room
Viridian Room
White Chamber
Blue Chamber

= The Voices =

= The Profile =

About Me

My Photo
Name:
Location: Switzerland


.someone.who.nvr.realise.something.
.unless.its.too.late.
.to.his.friends.diff.pespectives.
.nvr.judge.him.observe.
.fast.western.choco.
.ice.mint.pepsi.
.food.beverage.

= Hidden Desires =

professional random photography
n/service october'05 - march'07
dvd handycam february'08
eos slr camera march'08
gold playstation portable july'07
tickle me elmo t.m.x.
class 3 basic theory april'06
class 3 final theory july'06
class 3 final practical
class 3 vehicle license
diploma education
saving for diploma education
police force regular april'07
believing in true luv again
flexibility in thinking & adapting
overcome her swimming fears
spending sufficient time with her

= Footsteps =

* bitter-sweet sizes.

= Contradictory =

* voices.against.constant.reaction.

= Television =

* zebra.revolver.officer.dreams.

Wednesday, November 01, 2006

Echoes Needed For Translation
the first day of november
the weather's going wet sooner
drop drizzles and sizzles on the many faces


blank
attended a weird language case this day
for someone who seldom uses mandarin
especially when most still didn't know he studied

some malay guy out there actually volunteered
to use his secret ability to converse
in reality during an indonesian home devastation
by a chinese tuition teacher who wouldn't leave
refusal to give even her particulars

in our seat she screams in my ears
stayed and dragged til a conclusion
to pacify peace she's told to leave
spoken in her tongue he did
a success in confidence by yours truly

yet the confidality was breached eventually
more then a year later the regular rest knows

the months come by faster then it seems
woke up feelings unpredictable
mondays to sundays a blur
weekdays and weekends remixed to confusion
whatever whenever come what may's
simply treasures the short sweet moments of practicalities

The Rocket Summer - This Is Me
~ lyrics below.

Everyday I wake up late. Since I quit my day job I have been sane. But responsibilities sure do remain, but I'll just let them wait. Because I don't know what I am doing now, and I wont try to act like it cuz I sure don't know how. And I'll admit that I don't know, just where I'm going on this long and winding road that's taking me to what will be my home. So stare and see this is me, and I will be just what I need to believe that something is what I'm gonna be. And what you do is what you do and what I do needs to be true. The things I do maybe need to be thought through, but just remember what's right for me, might be not right for you. Staring at this mirror and I'm wondering who you are. Right now is a time for searching and I just wish I had a car to drive a long distance and just think about the war, and now life's got so much more. Because I don't know what I am doing now, and I wont try to act like it cuz I sure don't know how. And I'll admit that I don't know, just where I'm going on this long and winding road that's taking me to what will be my home. So stare and see this is me, and I will be just what I need to believe that something is what I'm gonna be. And what you do is what you do, and what I do needs to be true. The things I do maybe need to be thought through... But I know what I want to do and I want it to be true. And yeah I'd be the first to say that of course I'll listen to you, but remember what's right for me, might be not right for you
.. he realises so too.



~ sorry for the surprise attacks on the heart,
.. a complicated institution when the handphone's dead.

Conclusions by ~da LosT Victim. @ 11:46 PM

.. with guilt, he took a shot straight to da head close to da same time of..
11:46 PM




Simplicity Of My Complications;Blood-stained Bullets Missed My Head... Yet Entered My Life...
none.taken.seriously.unless.he.lets.u.noe.end.beginning.confused. Simplicity Of My Complications;Blood-stained Bullets Missed My Head... Yet Entered My Life...
none.taken.seriously.unless.he.lets.u.noe.end.beginning.confused.