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Tuesday, June 28, 2005
Monday Tasted Like Crap


I don't wish to recall probably one of the Blackest Mondays I've been through.

Thanks Rudy.

Shawn, it sucks. Thanks.

So sorry Su.



nakalboi. Another day is done;
- 3:16 am

Sunday, June 26, 2005
Hail Dan Brown, Leo, and the Holy Grail


WOW!

That's all I've got to say about the Da Vinci's Code. Truly a captivating read that won't let me put it down, even for a while. Started reading it last night in the train, continued till 3 in the morning, only to pick it up at 8 to continue reading it. Well, I have not reached the end, but I'm exhausted at page 526. I haven't got anything done today, and I'll just spend the rest of the day reading up 'Secrets of the Code'.

WOW!

It's amazing how Dan pieces together historical coincedences, with theology, as well as general knowledge of Paris and UK and sprinkles of a typical thriller, equipped with twistes and turns, to bring to the world a truly magnificent piece of literature, which I believe should be nominated for the Pulitzer prize.

WOW!

The book itself does not explain what the Da Vinci code is, nor does it have any sort of ending. Nor does it explain what effects the revelations of the have on the real world. The accuracy of Dan's understanding of the historical coincedences, as well as the true story behind paganism and the pantagram is questionable. But he writes the book in a way that lawyers strive to find their defendants not guilty.

WOW!

Thanks Su for getting the book for me. I'll continue to the next and previous offerings from Dan Brown soon.

Back to the book now.

WOW!


nakalboi. Another day is done;
- 3:08 pm

Friday, June 24, 2005
Cute Quiz.






What Is Your Best Sexual Skill?
Name:
Age:
Sex:
Sexuality:
Flirting Skill Level - 20%
Kissing Skill Level - 4%
Cudding Skill Level - 98%
Sex Skill Level - 70%
Why They Love You You have a way with words.
Why They Hate You You're too good to be true.
This fun quiz by lady_wintermoon - Taken 2763317 Times.


Thanks Su. Great evening.


nakalboi. Another day is done;
- 1:37 am

Sunday, June 19, 2005
The Blind Date


Yesterday was my 1st ever blind date, literally. And I must say, though daunting, humiliating and somewhat frustrating at first, it was really cool, outrageous and FUN!

I enjoyed every step of it, from Capitol House, to the Padang, right through Marina Square and ending off with a sweet and pleasant surprise at the Esplanade, Theatres by the Bay. Thanks a lot Su. That divider right thru my groin which you did not forewarn me about was really something. *cringes*

It's very much like taking the plunge blind, not knowing what to expect, and how you'd be reacting to different circumstances. Really, walking along Peninsula Plaza really wasn't a pleasant moment for me, initially. I mean, I bet there were stares from all directions at me, and waving at the window of a fullhouse restaurant, wasn't exactly my cup of tea, but what the heck. I've been publicly humiliated so many times, that the blind date last night, was somewhat a newer acceptable limit. My main concern was just my safety. And that's it. Jaywalking blindfolded, my friend, is not safe at all. but I guess, you being a jaywalk artist, you'd know better.

Step by step, here's my blind journey.

I was led OUT of this small restaurant in Capitol Building, BLIND. Then we walked right thru the fivefootway and a crowded bus stop, probably stepping on the toes of a hundred people there. Stopped by the corner store for a few minutes, and I was left OUTSIDE the shop, waving at customers, blindfolded. I guess there were a few strangers taking photographs of me. Phew, a million braincells may have died, last night.

Then, she stopped outside some crowded place, probably a restaurant, and made me wave to the patrons. Of course, if they waved back, I wasn't able to see it. But she had a good laugh about it, and I laughed at it too, despite some middle fingers pointed in the general direction of her.

Then came the barrier of manhood, which I suppose that if you walked right through it, and survived, and your sanitation system is still working fine, you're a man. And yesterday, I proved I am a MAN!

Nevermind the distinctive smell of Peninsula, especially outside the shoe shop, and the curry resturants there. I was quite sure where I was. From there, we crossed the streets, and walked ON (not along) one of the busier streets there. According to her, traffic was a standstill. Then I heard children.

Of course, with NDP just months away, it wasn't surprising then that the Padang was brimming of activity. So we cut through the padang, and the kids. My most biggest fear, was to be put under the spotlight on stage. But i told myself, if I couldn't see them, they can't see me, right?

Yes, nothing too eventful there, except that I probably stepped into poo, or very soft soil. And we jaywalked again. Su, kerbs are not steps. now I know how that poor man ate tarmac and disfigured his face when he fell at the IMM carpark last week. He was probably blind, or blindfolded.

So down some escalators and I realised that I was under the esplanade, you know, where youths go to to practice dancing, as well as their bike and skateboard stunts? Yeah there. More to come.
All this while, I was comaplaining about being hot, and walking through somewhere cool. But of course, the fear of walking through City Link was there. And just a few steps away, lo and behold, City Link; in all it's grandness and glory, and not to mention the half a million people there to catch the Great Singapore Sale. It was probably packed, based on the number of people that bumped into me.

Like City Link was bad enough, I was led to Marina Square. Oh boy. And I thought the Padang was bad enough. So I guess I had some curious stares, and a few nice comments, and other shitty ones from people too dumb to understand why the hell I got tricked to doing this blindfolding thingy. Well, if I can't see anybody, nobody can see me, Right?

At Marina Square, traffic was only slightly better I think. Either that, or I had a big neon sign that said "Coming Through" on the top of my head. People definitely gave way. And I had a pleasant surprise there. Famous Amos. Ever since MS renovated, I haven't visited it. And this was my first visit there. And really, I thought that my first visit there, I'd be able to SEE the things that MS had to offer. But NO... My first visit to MS, was in a blindfold. I'm so going to conquer MS again.

I think I waited along a queue of a restaurant for a bit. It seemed like a queue. And the nice lady at the restaurant even offered if I wanted to see the menu. WOW! This is what I call service. Please let the blind man see the menu too. We don't want him to miss the nicely decorated Pastas, do we? Sheeshness.

We were in the queue so fast, that I thought we bought some Roti Boy. The smell is so distinctive, that even blind, it can never be mistaken. OK. after that, it was back out to the open. A spiral staircase, and more jaywalking. Walked accross another field, and the sound of drums playing made me shiver deep down inside.

Of course, Su couldn't resist it. And I had no choice. So we went REAL close to the stage, and she started dancing. And she made me dance. Well, if I can't see anybody, nobody can see me, Right? Heck. I danced. I felt stoopid. But I danced. There will be no encore performance. So sorry if you guys missed it.

But despite all that, the real surprise has yet to come. And the real surprise is not for you guys to find out. The real suprise, was just something sweet, and I shouldn't spoil it by telling EVERYONE about it.

That blind walk through the busy roads and shopping centres of the City Hall - Marina area was really something that you don't expect everyday. We're all cracking our brains so that we can give our special someone that special gift, or that special night to remember, but often, you end up spending a bomb on it, or you have to sacrifice something, or it just doesn't come out right.

But last night, it was a fantastic surprise. No arduous planning involved, no spending a bomb on it. And it shows that if you really trust someone, you're willing to go blind, and others take you along. So what if you get lost? There's always the backup that you can remove the blindfold. As long as you get to where you want to, and you know both of you would like it, it's worth the trouble.

Thanks again Su.

*Etched memory*


nakalboi. Another day is done;
- 12:37 pm

Saturday, June 18, 2005
3 days


It's been 3 days, and I haven't heard much from her. Is she okay? Or is she just playing around with me. I'm exhausted. I'm exhausted from all this mind games that she's playing with me. Is she okay? Do hope she is.

She's driving me nuts. She's sweeping me off my feet. And she's taking my heart by STORM. She's nice to talk to, she's responsible, and she got her priorities right. Best of all, she's got ambition.

It's the potentially harmful things that she can do that worries me. She's willing ot die for me, and sacrifice her happiness for me. I'm worried. My guilty conscience tells me that I should at least go and meet her.

Going out with her is always an adventure, a discovery of sorts. She always has a story to tell. She always has a joke to share. And when I'm with her, it seems that nothing can distort my peace, and happiness.

I was happy when I was with her. For as long as it lasted, it was everything I did. But at the end of the day, I ask myself, if it was all forced, or voluntary. I can't uphold your expectations of me. I can't bow do to your requests all the time. What I used to do, I did without complain. And after a while, I stopped because I never felt appreciated.

Thanks. Everytime after dinner, she'd send me a little sweet note of thanks. If not, she'll just thank me with a silent whisper. No expectations to uphold, no commitments to comply. Just pure voluntary and appreciation. But of course, some things are obviously a MUST do.

Everything is a MUST do. Doing it a few times, means that I must continue to do it. She never understood why I stopped doing the things I do. Even if I tried, she'd still be in denial. And if I stopped doing it, according to her, I'm seeing someone else. But I don't blame her. My army of friends make her insecure.

My army of friends are never neglected with her. She encourages me to spend time with them, so that she too can spend time with hers. Sounds like a good deal eh? Yup, a good deal indeed.

Knowing what your partner wants, or at least, knowing what's important to your partner does help to neutralise conflicts. But knowing itself, is only half the story done. The other half is letting your partner know that you know, and also to accept, and make her comfortable with it. There would be times that what's important to her, may not be important to you, but you really have to compromise. Be a man.

To all the macho men out there, a relationship is two way traffic. Let her have a say, while you have your say. And with greater traffic, there's be more movement and progress for the both of you.

To all the queens, and spoilt brats: Get a grip, and get a life. The world does not revolve around you.

To the people important to me, you know who you are. I love you~!


nakalboi. Another day is done;
- 11:35 am

Wednesday, June 15, 2005
Not Sex. Just Dreams, Ambitions & Aspirations


Isn't it a little bit warm in here, with the smell of bodies and love permeating the air? The smell of protein is getting to my head. Please, ladies and gentlemen on the floor, please return to your seats, and listen to what I have to say.

We are having sex too often. And we are giving ourselves too many reasons to have sex (and for the lady behind in red, please get your finger out of your sex. The gentleman next to you in blue is stiffening up, and is having a problem with his zipper). We have sex for all occasions in fact. Sex to celebrate a marriage. Sex to celebrate the achievement of something. Sex to celebrate a public holiday. Hell, we have sex even when we're angry at each other, as if it's some way to say sorry.

My dear sextizens, sex is your business, not mine. Have sex because you want to really have sex, and to enjoy the love, and what better way than to copulate and feeel the love right in between your legs. But please, ladies and gentleman, please don't have sex for the sake of having sex. Or worse still, please don't revolve a relationship based on sexual activity, or the lack of it.

A relationship is one that should be of respect. Respect for one another, and of course, respect for the relationship itself. It shouldn't be about an obligationto love, and be loved. It's more of a give and take and compromises.

But most importantly, a relationship, especially long-term ones, should be about fulfilling your dreams, ambitions and aspirations as a couple, and as as individuals.
It's about sharing dreams and plans for the future.

It's nice to see her face light up when she talks about what she wants for the future, be it what she wants to do as a career, as a hobby, or the number of cats she wants in the house, or how the family should be like, or how she would want to retire, and where.

Yup, maybe it would clash with what YOUR personal dreams and aspirations are. Don't worry. Like needs, dreams would change too as the both of you mature. And soon, you'd both have shared dreams and aspirations.

And that shared dream, would be the guarantee to a long-lasting relationship.

Good night everyone.

You too Su. Get well soon aite? The kids need you, your strength, and your warmth. The rest need your enthusiasm. I just need you.


nakalboi. Another day is done;
- 11:59 pm

Friday, June 10, 2005
The Obsession


I know you're reading this.
I'm sorry for everything.
I know you wanted me to be there with you.
But I just didn't feel like it.
That's not a good excuse,
I know.
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I'm not going to give anymore excuses,
Nor promises about anything.
Here's the cold hard thruth.
I don't like going.
Cos I have two left feet.
Cos I can never find my groove.
Remember I told you I was never hot?
Yeah,
I can't dance for nuts.
There, I've said it.
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Dinner was nice.
Thanks.
I'll see you again.
Take care.


nakalboi. Another day is done;
- 8:10 pm

Sunday, June 05, 2005
Just a quick one


Ok, as mentioned, this will just be a quick one.

Su is so gonna kill me for this. Ok girl, I won't be much later than I already am.

Today I'm gonna pop by the office for a while, to sort some stuff out ahead of tomorrow, so that's that.

And, I'm gonna get a haircut this morning... It's becoming unmanageable. Besides, I have some foreign guests coming tomorrow, so I need to look my best, to represent the Force well.

Make-up. Get rid of it girls.

I think girls project an inconfident image beneath all the make up that they wear. Make up only serves a purpose of softening up the face, as well as an attention grabber, and that's that. Men are not sustained to good make-up. Men too, are not as fickle as we are, being only attracted to girls in make-up, and ignoring those who don't wear it. Men prefer girls without make-up to go out with.

If there's one thing Men can't comprehend, is the need to wear make-up all, if not, most of the time. WHY? Why put it on, only to see it get washed off in a few hours?

Make up was invented by women, for women to wear, so that they look good in front of the men. And often, they're clouded to think that they're making up for themselves, so that they look good, and presentable, but for who? Other women? *LOL* I don't think so.

The same principle goes for clearly visible cleavages, and midrifts, and invisible panty lines. At least they do attract attention, and makes guys go" WOW!" How often do we get guys praising the girls on their make-up anyway? Most of the time, the guys would compliment on the girl's dressing, and the look on the whole, and not specifically the make-up.

And probably, the only time that the compliment goes on the make-up, is when it's smudged, looks horrible, or simply outlandish. Girls, you've probably spent a bomb on the make-up. Please do take the effort to look at yourselves in the mirror again, and see if it looks good on you.

I'm sure that for all the painstaking effort you take to doll up, you don't want to resemble a particular circus performer, do you? I'm just stating the obvious.

But the best form of make up, is no make up. Remove the mask of imperfection, and let your true inner beauty show.

Take care everyone. Salsa tonight!



nakalboi. Another day is done;
- 10:56 am

Wednesday, June 01, 2005
Can't Find anything to Blog About


I know that it's been over a week since I put up anything new in my own personal space, but frankly, I've been indifferent towards my emotions, and events that occur don't seem to inflict too much inspiration to spur a blog.

So that's that.

A new song's up too. Take a listen.

Do hope that you enjoy it.

Take care everyone.

Sab, get well soon~!


nakalboi. Another day is done;
- 10:28 pm

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Dear God, Give me the answers I seek. Give me the strength to continue loving and caring, in this world full of hatred, and discontentment.

Dear God, do give me the strength, to go another day, with all the challenges I face.

Dear God, give me the ability to be the best that I can be, for my family and friends.

Dear God, please ensure her safety, and the safety of those she loves, and those who love her.

Dear God, don't take away this gift of patience, and faith which you have bestowed upon me, as it helps me keeps my sanity in times like this. Don't take away the love that I have for the people I care for.

Dear God, beyond everything I ask for help to make sure that the people I care for remain as happy as can be, even though you need to shroud me in misery.

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