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hello;
he's FOONG KIN WAI
created 16TH APRIL 1991
studying REPUBLIC POLYTECHNIC


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2 wheel, 4 wheel ?
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
How how how? Car or motor? my mum say if i get class 3, she will buy the car for me.... fish! how? but motor has like always been my ideal transport. but now, car like attractive alrd. look at the pros and cons of both :

CAR.
no need pay. but liscense, still must pay myself.
shld be more fuel consumption, = more money to maintain.
can bring 4 times more frens than motor.
inside car, can talk joke and do anything else.
but den, i still prefer motor.

MOTOR.
I love motorbike.
cheaper to get. as in the course.
but then, must pay myself, but nvm, can pay by installment. not that bad...
get motor, can work as rider. no more kfc, low paying job.
cheaper to maintain.
and i love motorbike.!


So how guys? suggestions pls... dilemma.
classmates, teammates.
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
today played soccer after sch with a bunch of classmates, jacko, lewis and shasi. not bad ar. after class ended straight go to the court. damn no ball, den nobody playing also. so we sit around 1st, jokw bout girls and aunties inside the lobster restaurant ar... den lewis return saying got ppl playing alrd. at 1st ar, we see them, scary. we say we wont last 2 mins with them ar. in the end, we won 4 games straight. total there have 3 teams, so that means we beat 2 teams twice. damn tiring sia.... den, most likely, next week wed playing again....

And love, is not a big deal actually. Be holism, look at the whole picture. It's afterall, either you make or break. If you make, see whether you can last. If break, see whether you can forget. If can last, who knows? marriage? If can forget, move on! It's that simple.
buy love, get hurt free.
Monday, September 8, 2008
today was sci ar. not bad at all, even though the faci not even half of wad peter is. kind of hard to understand at 1st ar, den i was stuck when to find the vertical distance, bloody hell, in the end, ask told me dat can check in the program inself... wasted my damn 30mins trying to find out ar... 1st break, went to go pitstop at 903 bustop there. best was 2nd break ar, cos everybody like have alot of slides alrd ar, den also like nth much to present. den we go play cs and dota. wah seh, damn long nv play like this alrd... in w24p can own, in e36l get owned, in cs ar... den dota 1st game owning jacko, but in 2nd game, got owned like water... nt bad ar..

after sch went home, write letter, wrap present den go out to gym ar... nth much ar, the same ppl, walter, karwah only... but also have rachel ar... who run damn long on the treadmill...

den went 131 buy ciggies den go home. bathed, headed out to sengkang to deliver the present ar... cos she today nv go sch... things happened, made me think alot. comparing now to the past, now seems hopeless... sometimes, the truth hurts.. but den, no choice, love is cannot be forced. get used to it la boy....
HUNGER RELIEF WEEK
Monday, September 1, 2008
and and and, pls, any kind hearted soul out there. and if ur care to donate to all those poor hunger-stricken kids. kindly contact me. just SGD$2 will do.

be generous.
GOD BLESS YOU!




haha.
yea yea, updates right now.

lets see, what happened since i last blogged, class chalet.

1 word, marvellous. had no regrets being there at all. even though when i reached there, damn boring ar. was trying to slp. den bbq started and drinking followed suit. fun starts den it ended. i tink, no need to blog alot about this ar. since most of w24p blogged abt it alrd...

changing topic, 1 of my bestest ever fren, hooking up with a girl. fullfuling 1 of his 'targets'. not bad all ar. and at work, nothing much. damn bastard sia. manager said that i wont have to do cashier since theres many new comers. because of this statement, the motivation to go back to work is there. but then, now i still see myself taking people's order. BUT, today is the best day doing cashier for as long i could rmb. maybe cos i din have to actually take any orders. because today i was in charge of this new girl. and yar, i let do the talking while i pack the order. and, working with her damn fun ar. she littlest of things also will start laughing. ah pek and retard, this is wad she calls me, i strongly think that she still dunno whats my name.

and since im on the topic on my workplace, let me vent my frustration on this fcuker. rosita is her name. she sucks. damn suck. k, working alongside her. meaning doing cashier with her ar. she come to work, top up this and that, sweep floor, the reason? she dont want open her POS. lazy to take order. also fucking lazy take product. take coleslaw will call ppl take for her. why? cos she too fat cannot bend down take herself. den after work, do abit closing, tell manager she's done. 1st time i see ppl like dat. in here, whoever in wad station will go home tgt. means if 1 done, all done. not 1 by 1 leave. wads more, ytd had a attachment staff, also quite new one, from cwp. he count money till short cash. den manager call me count for him. before counting, i did some closing. clean the dispenser, toastmaster and count leftovers ar... all these takes time one... den dat fat btich say kinwai nv do closing. in those whinny tone. damn fcuker. den i go to her, 'breast so big, brain so small' and walk off. she nv say anything. speechless. and i say her boobies big cos she is FAT.

fark, even she nt here also will make me angry. anyways, today is not bad ar. ytd was the shitty one. alrite ppl, toodles.