perfectwound
About Perfect Wound


Name::Perfectwound
From::Singapore
I like blood and gore but I've sympathy for mankind, I appreciate violences and twisted minds but like peace, I enjoy destructions but crave for hope. Most of the time I don't even understand myself,sometimes i don't even know me... ...
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"Rabbit In Your Headlights" by UNKLE
Come On
All Is Not Lost
To: You Know Who You Are...
It's Not My Fault
Sad But True...
Monkey In The Making
AAAARRRGHH~!!!!
Survive
It's The Fucking Truth

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30 March, 2006

Tripping

One more day to Phuket. And I still haven't finish packing my stuff.
One more day to Paradise. But I don't really feel excited at all.
I guess I will be thinking of something once I'm there.
My dearest PC, Slipknot songs and mtvs, my blog, my msn.
Damn it...I should get my internet after my Phuket trip.
If not I won't miss all this once I'm there.

"Angel"

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28 March, 2006

Cooked Buns

I was taking the bus back home from work, and sat at the last seat besides the window because it's quite crowded. The engine or motor (or whatever) behind the seats was so damn hot. The aircon was blowing in my face (ah...so cooling), but my butt was warmer than a prata that was just been served (argh...so hot~!).

So cool...so hot. So cool...so hot.

Boy, I think if I sat another 10 mins after I alighted I would had burn a hole in my jeans. And my right butt cheek was halfway numb throughout the journey walking home from the bus stop.

Think that seat should be ban at all times man. If they don't do that at least they should put a fire extinguisher next to it, you never know whose butt is on the line. We should protest at the interchange and post up banners that read "Save Our Buttocks", "No to Cooked Buns" and yell out "Hot butts equal itchy backside~!!!!!!" through the loud speakers. We have the rights to protect our bottoms you know~!!!( Sorry guys, too much American shows...)... or there is another alternative for me beside protesting and screaming my lungs out.

I can just jolly well change where I sit next time.

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27 March, 2006

Good Day, Bad Day


It was a tiring day. Woke up 5am in the morning and reach my workplace at 6+.

Once I got there the errors and faults all keep coming like a good DJ playing all your favourite songs, none stop hits. It's kind of tough when you are all alone in times of need and no one is there to help you, some wanted to help but can't do anything to help, thinking looking at me helps me but it don't helps me at all, in fact they look more helpless then helpful (?????????).

Well, almost lost my temper but I manage to keep it down and not hurt anyone because of all the errors coming in. Guess its useless to give something u don't want to people that don't need it and don't feel good about it later (how come I 'm writing like that today!?!?!?!?!). Think I'm getting better at controlling my temper. But I'm still bad at controlling my money.

Whole day tired. Whole day hungry. Whole day sucks. But hope still lives on.

"hope"

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26 March, 2006

Before I Forget

Before I Forget-By Slipknot
(Taken from the album, Vol. 3 The Subliminal Verses)

Stapled shut - Inside an outside world
And I'm sealed in tight - Bizarre but right at home
I'm claustrophobic - Closing in
And I'm catastrophic - Not again
I'm smeared across the page and doused in gasoline
I wear you like a stain, yet I'm the one who's obscene
Catch me up in all your sordid little insurrections
I've got no time to lose - I'm just caught up in all the cattle

Fray the strings... Throw the shapes... Hold your breath... Listen

I am a world before I am a man
I was a creature before I could stand
I will remember before I forget
Before I forget that

I'm ripped across the ditch and settled in the dirt
And I wear you like a stitch, yet I'm the one who's hurt
Pay attention to your twisted little indiscretions
I've got no right to win - I'm just caught up in all the battles


Locked in clutch... Pushed in place... Hold your breath... Listen

I am a world before I am a man
I was a creature before I could stand
I will remember before I forget
Before I forget that

My end, it justifies my means
All I ever do is delay
My every attempt to evade
The end of the road and my end
It justifies my means
All I ever do is delay
My every attempt to evade
The end of the road

I am a world before I am a man
I was a creature before I could stand
I will remember before I forget
Before I forget that

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Finally

Well here I am...surfing the net and writing my blog right here... in the comfort of my own home~!!!! WOOHHOOOO~!!!! Finally the problem was fixed, and the link was ok now. hahaha... I'm so happy right now that I'm able to do ten backflips... in my mind. So that means now i blog all I want to, any time of the day and night.

Btw Sketch, give me your email address so I can add you in my msn. Sms me if you feel shy to post a comment here. Yes, it was a dare... haha

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24 March, 2006

A Wallet Without Money...


A PC at home without internet access is just like a wallet without money. Sure, you can put and do other things with your wallet, like putting your IC, cards and pictures of your love ones. Same as you can do your work with your PCs. But one of the main purposes is just not there. You look at your friends and people around you and they all have money in their wallets. But you don’t, and it doesn’t make you look normal in some ways. It just makes you feel so…empty.

I was supposed to activate my internet access two days ago. And I’m quite surprise that some people really take notices about it (yeah I’m talking about you people in the office~!!... haha~!) Don’t know why my modem just can’t link up. I’d try on all methods except smashing it to the wall, but it just won’t (WHY DON’T YOU JUST LINK~!?!?! DAMN IT~!?!?!). I thought my next posting of my blog will be done at the comfort of my own home, but I was way…damn…wrong.

So now I had to swallow my pride, hide my dignity, crush my egos and begged my Bro to let me use his PC. I thought it was going to be the best week of this year. Guess that had to wait till my Phuket trip next week.


You guys(and I mean people I KNOW…) need anything from Phuket just let me know (you too, Sketch), I’ll try my best to get it back to S’pore…that is if I manage to survive the protests and get back alive…ha ha~!(Who on earth will go to Thailand for a holiday at a time like this~??? I guess only monkeys like us…)

P.S.-This might be my last blog posting before my trip to Thailand, that is if my internet connections at home is still not fix. If I don’t come back for good, I want Sketch to have all my collection of Batman underwears, and my Bro to have the Spiderman costume in my closet. Just kidding.

"Even angels deserve to die..."

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12 March, 2006

10 more days...

hmmm... just saw an accident on my way to somewhere buying something...reminded me of the one I had last month. somehow everything don't seems that important now.

10 more days
till I've my own internet access at home~!! No need for any begging and ass licking to you guys now~!! HAHAHAHAH~!!!!

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08 March, 2006

Broken

Broken
My soul was buried deep underground
As my heart is lost as still not found
Like the blazing sun that was covered with clouds
I am fortune's fool that can't own the crown
- Perfectwound

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05 March, 2006

Let's Just Be Friends...

Let's just be friends.

I'd heard this all the time. Whether from my own pervious experiences (I've been rejected millions of times...ok ok...it's billions la.), my buddies around me or someone I know who knew someone...it's said in different languages, ways and tone. But the messenges are the same. Let's just be friends.

Last year I'd meet a girl I like...and I was attracted by her cheerful attitude (Down here only Sketch and my "Brother" knew her, if not where did I find the guts to post down here~!?!??). She rejected me countless times, but I did not gave up on her so easily. Normally I just get the hint and carry on. But I guess I was trying too hard to get to know each other better. I don't know why I felt that way, and I'm damn sure I'm not a stalker or a psycho(...hmm...or am I??) For this year I tell myself that I really must carry on and forget about her...that was untill I saw her again.

She's still the same cheerful and fun loving self. But for the past year I've try all I could (except kidnapping) to get her attention or ask her out for a date. (wait...a...minute....I sound like a bloody pathetic loser now~!!) I've never imagine myself to be so attracted to a person my entire life. But as I always said to my friends, some things are not meant to be, and I really don't know that this will ever happened to me.

Don't know why I just want to write it down here... Brother and Sketch, please help me out here...

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04 March, 2006

Waste Of My Time

Just went to the gym and now stuck with nothing to do. Just want to blog. Supposing to meet my friends in the afternoon but change it to evening. Now I'm stuck here working and wasting my time away. Why can't people just stick to the arrangement made and get along with it?? I understand that a big group gathering is hard, but I'm a person who don't really like last minute changes. Don't know why, don't know how, and don't know what you think. haiz...wasting my time...(ya rite as if I'm a busy man...haha~!!)

p.s. -With all due respect this is just my thoughts and had no intentions of offending anyone I knew. I still understand the importance of people getting along. No hard feelings guys...

Thought of the day: When people pad you on the back for doing something good, always look over and check. You never know you might find a knife stuck over your shoulder.

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