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Name: Jason Chua
Age: 16+
D.O.B: 20th August 1987
Status: Single
Nickname: Rockie, CR, etc.
Location: Bukit Batok, Singapore
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Monday, April 26, 2004

Hey hey. My apologies for not updating for the past weeks. Was so busy with work. Almsot everyday from 7am to 10pm. Kind of harsh, but training my patience, haha. Anyways, work's fun, not the looking at girls part but the experience and scoldings I get from my captains, managers, director and fellow mates. I missed everyone on net these weeks as I have insufficient time to slp, let alone come online for even 1 second. Talking about these, I just realise that IRC isn't everything, the real life is where I should concentrate and focus on instead of fooling ard in IRC. However, I have lots of friends there. That's the part that kept me addicted to it no matter what. Wonder how have u all been, leave a tag or msg me to update me kae? On the other hand, in the real world, I haven't been exercising much, so to my friends who really know me, Soccer's gonna be soon. Watch out for my posts in here or my calls. Ignore and u will be shitlisted, muhahahahahaha.. A few wks ago, I went to a chalet, was fun but I couldn't stay long due to my work timing, causing constraints to do anything. Had a nice day playing ard, walking on the beach with you guys and gals, and not forgetting looking at da stars while lieing down on da beach. It was undescribable. Hope u all enjoyed it too. But too bad we didn't play real soccer. Beach soccer was friggin hard, esp when all the sand goes into my shoe and not to mentioned eating a mouthful of sand. Eekk! That's all for now, will write again soon I hope :P

Posted By Jason Who Spoke To God On Monday, April 26, 2004

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Monday, April 05, 2004

Hey, I just insert a new song. Quite familiar to some. Liking to some. But hope everyone don't go wanking after listening to this. Below is the lyrics.

(Wait a minute, man. Hey, check this out, tell it. It was this blind man, right?
Man, check this out- it was this blind man, right?
He was feelin' his way down the street with this stick, right?
Hey. He walked past this fish market, you know what I'm sayin'?
He stopped, he took a deep breath, he said,
Woooooo, good morning, ladies.
You like that shit, man? Hey, man, I got a gang of that shit, man.
I tell you what- my man on the guitar, fool on the drums,
everybody just crowd around the mic, I'll tell you all these mutha-fuckin' jokes.
But first, I'ma start it off like this. Hey, help me sing it, homeboy.)
Colt 45 and two Zig Zags, baby that's all we need.
We can go to the park after dark, smoke that tumbleweed.
And as the marijuana burns we can take our turns, singing them dirty rap songs
Stop and hit the bong like Cheech and Chong, sell tapes from here to Hong Kong.
So roll, roll, roll my joint. Pick out the seeds and stems.
Feelin' high as hell flyin' through Palmdale, skatin' on Dayton rims.
So roll, roll the '83 Cadillac Coup de Ville.
If my tapes and my cds just don't sell, I bet my caddy will.

Well it was just sundown in a small white town. They call it Eastside Palmdale.
When the Afroman walked through the white land, houses went up for sale.
Well, I was standin' on the corner sellin' rap cds when I met a little girl named Jan.
I let her ride in my Caddy cause I didn't know her daddy was the leader of the Klu Klux Klan.
We fucked on the bed, fucked on the flo', fucked so long, I grew a fuckin' afro.
Then I fucked to the left, fucked to the right. She sucked my dick 'til the shit turned white.
I thought to myself, Sheba, Sheba! Got my ass lookin' like a ZEBRA!
I pulled on my clothes and I was on my way, until her daddy pulled up in a Chevrolet.
I ran. I jumped out the back window, but her daddy, he was waitin' with a 2 x 4.
Oh, he beat me to the left, he beat me to the right. The mutha-fucker whooped my ass all night.
But I ain't mad at her prejudiced dad, that's the best damn pussy I ever had.
I got a bag of weed and a bottle of wine. I'm a fuck that bitch just one more time.


Colt 45 and two Zig Zags, baby that's all we need.
We can go to the park after dark, smoke that tumbleweed.
And as the marijuana burns we can take our turns, singing them dirty rap songs
Stop and hit the bong like Cheech and Chong, sell tapes from here to Hong Kong.
So roll, roll, roll my joint. Pick out the seeds and stems.
Feelin' high as hell flyin' through Palmdale, skatin' on Dayton rims.
So roll, roll the '83 Cadillac Coup de Ville.
If my tapes and my cds just don't sell, I bet my caddy will.

I met this lady in Hollywood. She had green hair, but damn she looked good.
I took her to my house, cause she was fine, but she whipped out a dick that was bigger than mine.
I met this lady from Japan, never made love with an African.
I fucked her once, I fucked her twice. I ate that pussy like shrimp fried rice.
Don't be amazed at the stories I tell ya. I met a woman in the heart of Australia.
Had a big butt and big titties, too, so I hopped in her ass like a kangaroo.
See, I met this woman from Hawaii. Stuck it in her ass, and she said, Aiiiiieeee!
Lips was breakfast, pussy was lunch, then her titties busted open with Hawaiian Punch.
Met Colonel Sander's wife in the state of Kentucky. She said, I'll fry some chicken if you just fuck me.
I came in her mouth. It was a crisis. I gave her my secret blend of herbs and spices.


Colt 45 and two Zig Zags, baby that's all we need.
We can go to the park after dark, smoke that tumbleweed.
And as the marijuana burns we can take our turns, singing them dirty rap songs
Stop and hit the bong like Cheech and Chong, sell tapes from here to Hong Kong.
Hey, wait a minute man, check this out.

I met Dolly Parton in Tennessee. Her titties were filled with Hennesy.
That country music nearly drove me crazy, but I rode that ass and said, Yes, Miss Daisy!
Met this lady in Oklahoma; put that pussy in a coma.
Met this lady in Michigan; I can't wait 'til I fuck that bitch again.
Met a real black girl in South Carolina; fucked her 'til she turned into a white albino.
Fucked this hooker in Iowa. I fucked her on credit, so I owe her.
Fucked this girl, down in Georgia; came in her mouth. Man, I thought I told ya.
Met this beautiful sexy ho; she just ran cross the border of Mexico.
Fine young thing, said her name's Maria. I wrapped her up just like a Hot Tortilla.
I wanna get married, but I can't afford it. I know I'ma cry when she gets deported.


Colt 45 and two Zig Zags, baby that's all we need.
We can go to the park after dark, smoke that tumbleweed.
And as the marijuana burns we can take our turns, singing them dirty rap songs
Stop and hit the bong like Cheech and Chong, sell tapes from here to Hong Kong.

Have you ever went over to a girl's house to fuck, but the pussy just ain't no good? (SAY WHAT?)
And then you're getting' upset cause you can't get her wet, plus you in the wrong neighborhood?
So you try to play it off and eat the pussy, but it takes her so long to come (SAY WHAT?)
Then a dude walks in. That's her big boyfriend, and he asks you where you from? (Where you from, man?)
So you wipe your mouth, and you try to explain (I don't bang.), you start talkin' real fast.
But he's already mad, cause you fuckin' his wife, so he starts beatin' on your ass.
Now your clothes all muddy, your nose all bloody, your dick was hard but now it's soft. (WHUT?)
You thought you had a girl to rock your world, now you still gotta go jack off.


Colt 45 and two Zig Zags, baby that's all we need.
We can go to the park after dark, smoke that tumbleweed.
[fade out]

Posted By Jason Who Spoke To God On Monday, April 05, 2004

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Wednesday, March 31, 2004

Disorder | Rating
Paranoid: Moderate
Schizoid: Low
Schizotypal: Moderate
Antisocial: Low
Borderline: Moderate
Histrionic: High
Narcissistic: Moderate
Avoidant: Moderate
Dependent: Very High
Obsessive-Compulsive: High

URL of the test: http://www.4degreez.com/misc/personality_disorder_test.mv
URL for more info: http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html


Posted By Jason Who Spoke To God On Wednesday, March 31, 2004

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Monday, March 22, 2004

Hey, I changed my song to Linkin Park- Faint, hope you guys love it. Below are the lyrics. The ones in BOLD are also displayed in my status bar. Enjoy~!

I am
Little bit of loneliness
A little bit of disregard
A handful of complaints
But I can't help the fact
That everyone can see these scars
I am

What I want you to want
What I want you to feel
But it's like
No matter what I do
I can't convince you
To just believe this is real
So I let go
Watching you
Turn your back like you always do
Face away and pretend that I'm not
But I'll be here
Cause you're all I got


I am
A little bit insecure
A little unconfident
Cause you don't understand
I do what I can
But sometimes I don't make sense
I am
What you never want to say
But I've never had a doubt
It's like no matter what I do
I can't convince you
For once just to hear me out
So I let go
Watching you
Turn your back like you always do
Face away and pretend that I'm not
But I'll be here
Cause you're all I got

I can't feel
The way I did before
Don't turn your back on me
I won't be ignored
Time won't heal
This damage anymore
Don't turn your back on me
I won't be ignored

No
Hear me out now
You're gonna listen to me
Like it or not
Right now

Posted By Jason Who Spoke To God On Monday, March 22, 2004

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ARGH!!!! So sorry all! Forgot to post about my results. Although it's not very glamouring and the fact that I got 23 points, I got into my FIRST CHOICE of course! Wooooooooooo! It is Diploma In Computer N Network Technology. Sounds cool huh. Anyways, how about others who also recieve your posting, how's it? Leave me a tag or write your blog address in the chatbox. I promise I'll read it. Cheer :P

Posted By Jason Who Spoke To God On Monday, March 22, 2004

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Looking back on last Sat, it had been a nice yet not nice experience in my work. To me, Outside Catering is always very fun until last Sat. I woke up at 6.30am and report to Ritz Carlton at 8am. We moved tables, chairs, table extensions, utensils, plates, etc. into the lorry. After that, I was curious where we were going because we were carrying more things than usual, so I decided to ask the manager. Of everything he said, I only remembered this word, Istana. I was shocked, because earlier that day, I was talking to James and Kok Seng about the Istana and both of them were shocked on hearing that too. Coincidence? Haha. who knows? Anyways, we were kinda grand and we get to sit a private bus to get to there. Once at the entrance, there are so many friggin police and we gonna go thru a scan check, just in case we were bringing any WEAPONS, lOlx! Well, everything went fine until some buggers didn't bring their I/C and only have their driving license with them. So one of the manager got no choice but to go back to the hotel with them and 1 hour later, they arrived with our lunch. After unloading, we had an early lunch, 10+am. At 11.30am sharp, we started setting up the tables, chairs etc. It was quite a slaggy work that day but THANKS to the sun, all of us were dripping wet after just 1/2 an hour. To make things worse, some of us got sunburn and I m the worst. Imagine the colour on the roasted pork on my hands and neck. Unable to take it anymore, we took umbrellas that we have brought and used it as we work. Although I got the burns, having the umbrella was a comfort. It didn't heal it, but I felt much better. At 5pm, I saw the Senior Minister with his wife walking towards a car then the car drive to anearby place, so that they could stroll. There's a gigantic golf course in Istana, don't laugh.. I really saw it, duhz :P The rest of the day after that was monotonous but we had satay, bee hoon for our supper after the guest left. We signed off at 2am that day and I reached home at 3am. Feeling tired and shagged, I changed and flew into my bed to hibernate.

Well, for today, I am meeting Cheong Guan later to go to Bugis to have my hair cut. It's getting longer and longer by the second. lOlx! After that I am having my course on PC Maintenance & Troubleshooting. Till then, This is Jason signing off. Have a nice day all!

Posted By Jason Who Spoke To God On Monday, March 22, 2004

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Tuesday, March 16, 2004

It's another normal day. Nothing's new getting around and I m feeling old and weak. Woke up at 9 this morning to look after my sister because my maid got to go out or whatever and my brother gonna go to school, leaving me alone with her. Gave her lunch then eat my lunch and started online. Waited for her since 10am. Forgot that poly got no holidays, but nvm. Oh well, browse around the channels that I m on while playing my fav. song in initial D. Got super duper bored, so watched National Security, kinda kinkay. Right now, I suddenly felt a sense of disappointment and sadness yet anger begin to grow inside me. What's it all about? I would love to know the reason too, searching for them while i continue typing in this blog. Is it because I m ugly or am I scared of losing someone? Or am I confused? Or am I jealous of somebody? Or am I envious of something? I don't know. Ideas and thoughts ran through my mind and I furiously want to know the reason. Why ain't there any friends around just when you need them? Is all this predestined? Or is God forsaking me? Who knows man. Only God. Nothing's gonna make me feel better I think. A sense of loniness flow through me as I thought about many of my problems. What should I do? Let it go? Keep it in the back of my head? Get a solution? Sometimes, the solution might not be the best thing. Haiz... *frowns* what am I gonna do? Will someone just tell me? Running out of expressions, time, money and worst of all, moodless. Hopefully I dont get depression. Have a feeling I m lacking of love, whatever that is. Feeling blank,empty. Getting speechless. Hopefully none of you had a worse day than me. If you wanna, as a friend, I am always around for any one of you. If you got a problem, sms or call me. Or is you are shy, email me at coolrock_assist@hotmail.com . Have a nice evening ahead. haiz....

Posted By Jason Who Spoke To God On Tuesday, March 16, 2004

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