Break has finally arrived and its now the 3rd day into it...really relieved to have this break since school was gettin kinda hectic and i was gettin mentally tired dealin with alot of stuff...
     hmm, so this lil thing had been playin on my mind for a while..wat do u refer a 20 yr old as? not teenager as teenagers constitute to those aged 13-19, and the advent of adulthood is 21. so where does that leave the 20yr olds? an in-between? a teenult? wadever the heck that means.is there an official term for unfortunate 20 yr olds who jus cant be termed? sigh..thats not really impt is it?
     ok, its understood that with relationships come problems-thats a fact. and it kinda worries me that in the current one that im in there seems to be this tacit problem of time management and the resulting insecurity that jus cannot be solved. and it annoys me a lil that whenever i bring up the issue with her to try and clear it up she replies with a "its nothing", "nothings wrong" or "there was something bothering me but it's not anymore".
I know sth is obviously wrong or else she wdnt act the way she did and all but i jus don feel like pressing too much or it may annoy her..and yet it adversely affects my mood and i become moody as well. she then says that she wrote the entire problem on her blog. ok, so wat am i sposed to infer..that whenever she has a problem shed blog abt it and not tell me? that ive to read her blog then only ill know? i don wanna start a cyberspace war or be some demanding psycho bf but i know tt lil things not said can eventually explode cos ive seen it happen b4...and i dun wan that to happen with us...i can only hope things will get better and for that to happen i guess i gotta put in more effort cos wadever effort ive been puttin into this relationship wasnt enuf..
     So the cyst-y/blood clot thing had been botherin me for over a month now and i had to do the operation to get it removed on sunday(yesterday). so after visiting my grandma's grave, i went to the doc and obviously i was nervous..so @1030am i go to the surgery room and stuff and then i was creeped out wen i learnt i wasnt gonna be put to sleep..the doc was only gonna numb the area he was gonna operate, which was the left side of my body below my chest. so he asks me if i can feel anythin and i said no..then i hear the snipping of scissors and feel liquid pouring down my back and my imagination started limping..well my mom was there for support but she din witness the op..so i shut my eyes and started thinking of everything i cld think of but it din help that the doc kept saying things like "wow, so much of blood", "oh, its deeper than it looked" and crazy shit like that..and the op seemed to go on for eternity.the clot/cyst things looked small and superficial..wat the hell was takin so long?..so after a few "ok, almost done" and "only a few more mins", he finally said he had taken wadever it was out of my body and he had only the stitching left to do..so after dunno how long more, he said everything was done and my ordeal was finally over...
     The doc then explained the entire situation to me..apparently it wasnt a cyst, and it wasnt a a..it was THREE..there were THREE blood clots, 2 of which were solid, that had been growing inside for over THREE freakin years..i was, needless to say, creeped out..the one that was jus below my skin was the small one, and there were 2 more beneath it..the 2nd one burst durin the op and the 3rd one was the giant one tt was lodged deeper in.. these clots were caused my a defective nerve hence it affected other parts of my body...and there were like 15-20 stitches in all...internal and external...ouch...

okayy..so it's been ages since i wrote....erm abt 2 weeks i guess...and things have been really bloody bollockingly hectic since break ended....and now at 0055hrs (12.55am) im in college with 2 frens onlining/facebooking/researching/slacking....wat the hell?

so alot of things happened in the past 2weeks...some good, others bad...the bad-studies......its really backslided and now its bloody hard to get the momentum  back up...and with like tests attacking me on a weekly basis im wondering if i can survive this academic torture....
the good- everything else...school's beginning to get more fun (adversely affecting my studies) and i can feel something really good on the cusp of blooming and turning my life absloutely better...im still waiting and hoping it will happen but so far signs are good..and i cant really mention wad the thing is...until it happens..or not.

whoever thot tt a simple sincere gesture of buying someone a bday gift will cause sooooo much of crap...luckily, everything had been cleared up (i think and sincerely hope) but at the peak of the pandamonium, things were really stressful and annoying....




This is the birthday boy who celebrated his 18th bdae...which reminds me that im old.... every single plan tt day (26Aug) went so well....and along with it came all the unnecessary negative repercussions....

So after all the crap and shit settled, more crap and shit ensued.... kept on pushing off oral preperations durin break until it so nearly broke me...thk God for Ms Hani who was nice enuf to push my presentation to monday...so i decided not to waste this second chance given to me...

So this is me doin my oral research in school at 0123hrs...pic was taken jus a few seconds ago....finally completed it and now onli need to practise...

Hopefully all the tests will be good to me so tt i can enjoy the weekend..seeing how i so nearly screwed up accounts...i din even complete soo many questions and yet i had 69.5 %..wad the hell?

lately my mind has been a constant blank...with only ONE thing in/on it... which is the thing tt i mentioned earlier abt the good thing tt may change my life if it happens...see..even studies have no place in my lame pathetic brain...whos does?

ive no idea why all my posts are song titles...
ive no idea why im blogging so randomly...
and ive no idea why im alwaes too nice to ppl...
is it really worth it to be nice to ppl? okayy now im bordering on emo-ness..

Oh...and i finally pierced my left ear...sth ive been wanting to do for a damn long time...now i only need to tink of a plan to avoid my dad 24/7....

oh and another bad thing- i found this cyst like blood clot crap near my ribcage which had like debilitated me for nearly 3 weeks, robbing me of physical activity and making simple actions like walking and sleeping become painful...all the crap meds ive been takin din seem to work..onli thing they accomplished was make me feel like like a junkie...
thkfully, things seem to be better, ironically without the meds....tho the pain still comes at random times....

ok im gonna end this random post cos im being eaten alive by mozzies...and i hope tt i won be locked out of my hostel..some guards there are fucked up...and the 3am curfew had seemingly been brot back to midnite...jackasses...may a gd week lay ahead...ciao..

....So the 3rd of July arrived..and I was dumped in KL..with absolutely no one I knew, no place I was familiar with and completely nothing to do....thkfully school started (orientation) and took my mind off stuff...i then met my roommate...



His name is Beh Jun Biao and he's Korean...thkfully he speaks fluent english so we both can communicate...so, since i din really know anyone, i tagged with him thruout orientation and he became my closest fren in college...partly cos i din know other ppl...but i then met his frens and hung out with em...ppl (actually only one girl who i shall get to later) thot we had some weird thing goin on cos we were alwaes seen together...hmmm....

The initial days in college sucked big time cos one, i had trouble adapting and it was frustrating cos of one giant irony...here i was in an international school but yet chinese seemed to be the first language....i geddit tt ppl had their practices/predilections wen it comes to speaking and obviously i cant expect myself to impose on em...so yea...im jus lamenting...that is sth i wont mind changed, tho i can survive if it continues........

As days passed insignificantly, the turning point arrived (to me at least)- the day me and my roommate shifted hostels; from one that was placed in complete obscurity to one tt was jus in front of school...and with that shift came an improvement in my social life...

The guy in red and white is someone who i din really talk to at first, but subsequently became closer with and now he's one of my close frens too...i have no idea why we are posing like this but i had no other pics of him..he also stays in the same hostel as i do. His name is Nicholas and he's a Jack of all Trades....hes really very talented and theres one thing hes extremely good at, but it aint my place to talk abt it....the weird girl behind is someone im also close to (shes the one who thot my roommate and i had something goin on)..pity her face is so erm...dark tho..but i think that can be fixed....



Aha, here we go...so, whos this hot chick (her words, not mine) u ask? Her name's Angela but i call her Angel, cos thats wat she is to me....we met under really weird circumstances...there i was slacking in the cafeteria with my roomie when suddenly she pops up carrying a bag of popcorns....she then approached us and offered em to us, tellin us she duzn want the poppies cos they were horrible...hmm such a nice girl huh...so me and my roomie politely rejected her poppies and she sat down and started talking with us, and soon, a weird alien frenship was born...

This Angel single-handedly improved my very-slowly-improving-social-life and i gotta say college life is kinda fun now....specially wen we play pool...the only downside is tt money flows out of my wallet like water and my academics are takin a hit....

Break is almost over and i can't believe ive not been utilising the time to study...only completing my hw...i foresee tt imma struggle once school starts now tt ive accustomed myself into this cozy holidae mood...God help me...

Well I guess this is the end of my 3-part special...there are lots of ppl i have not acknowledged and loadsa things i may have ommited/omitted (?) but hey, who wants blogs to be soo long and wordy....crap i hope mine isnt....hope all goes well in future and inflation dips..wadever...peace!

So this is the continuation of Part I.....

For 10 years of my life, I was forced to study, jus like almost everyone else...however, the 4 yrs I spent studying (i never really studied actually) at ACS Barker, especially O Level year, were fun..sadly for me, and lucky for u, i don have any photos for memory sake....

Well, it was after sec school where i felt myself growing up...albeit reeaaaalllyyyy slowly...and a good thing too since it was time to face what every sane singaporean dreads- National Service..or wat my fren calls National Enslavement...

Luckily i was dealt a good hand and ended up in the Singapore Police Force. For one and a half years, i was an actual policeman and the time spent there and the experiences are sth ill rmb forever...its not like everyone can see the things or do the things that the police do..it was cool...sadly, i cant post any pix cos i dun wanna get into trouble with the spore law....hmmmm...



This is the best i got...my police nametag...haha...lame...


So after my ORD (basically end of NS), which weirdly i felt a tinge of sadness at tt time,  i applied for MUFY at SUC July Intake 2008. And while waiting for MUFY, i worked at Cheers (convenience store) under one of the laziest ppl id ever met...thk God it was only for a few months..she made me do so much manual labour i think i broke my back...and while i was working ard like some jackass she was having multiple lunch/tea/short breaks that accumulated to abt her total working duration...sigh....

As the days passed and July drew nearer, sorrow and trepidation eked into me as the thought of starting life anew and leaving behind my current life overwhelmed me.... In my current (now old) life were my closest frens......

From l-r: Rachel, Trevor, Noorie, Rajeev (bf of Rachel), Me, Aaron, Emilia (gf of Aaron)

These people are my closest frens and we've enjoyed a lotta good times, and also been thru alot of bad ones...but we usually pull thru...i say usually cos as im typing this we are currently going thru the roughest patch either of us have ever encountered....and i aint sure we'd all make it...

So, there's Ray on the left, and Trevor again on the right...This day was on Good Friday hence Ray was praying since he felt bad for skipping church...yet again facebook played a part in rekindling our sec school frenship....

Aha...this is Jennifer Anne Champion, (and her sister's name is Annifer Jen Runner-Up)...ok kidding..no offence Jen... she is someone I met thru Rajeev and Rachel....this pic was taken in some bar/club and im not too sure if we were both drunk at this point...or just high..or sth....

So, July eventually arrived, and it signalled the end of my old life, and the start of a new one, one i dint want. The thought of never seeing my frens again was overwhelming as it was, but having to actually study again made it all the more worse..ive not studied for three years, and i never liked studying...it really seemed the end of my life...metaphorically of course.....

So before i launch into some banal "activity of the day" lecture, ive to mention that ive been asked to make my posts more personal...yet again...so here it is..the lowdown of myself, completely stripped...(not THAT way u sickos)....well, here goes...

Name: Shaheen Shahlabi Mohamed Kassim
Age: 20
Nationality: Singaporean
Race: Un-Defined (due to the fact ive abt 7 races, i think)
Religion: Musicmanity (i worship iTunes)
Currently a student of Sunway University College doing MUFY.

hmm..tht shd be it...ok...


So, this is me...with my yonger brother (he's the one wearing the pink/red shirt)

Life sux as a dog cos we cant do wat u humans can...and ive to endure so much of crap from this idiot, whos squashing me so hard he duzn realize im struggling to breathe....
ok enuf with the crap..this is my frens dog.His name is Pepper and he's the most adorable and cutest dog in the world...oh, besides my roommate's dog, Bobby, of course. He's also really adorable and cute..(Bobby, not my roommate)



Aaaahhh.....

This is the house Ive been living in for the past..erm... 18+9-7+(6/2)-9= 14 yrs...
It has undergone countless renovations (most good) courtesy of me dad, and i think the current state of it now is the best....movin on...


This is my wonderful family..(majority of it is wonderful...)
From l-r: my dad, my younger sis, my younger bro (who is 4 yrs younger than i am but looks 4 yrs older), my mom (who underwent an amazing tranformation when i was away; this pic is b4 the change), and me...this was durin my yonger bro's bdae.....This pic only contains 5/7th of my family..my two older bros are overseas studying/clubbing.....


In here......
ok,this pic contains one of the ppl i love alot (other than my family)..actually she is part of my family..her name's Diana Seth and shes the hot one in pink...shes my cuz but we act more like sibs...we were never close but the advent of facebook in my life changed all that..so it seems there is some good in social networking sites after all...anywaes....alotta ppl, especially other cuzins, think that we have some incestual relationship going on...mayb cos of an "i love u" overload or the fact we keep calling each other hot....

Okie, thats the end of Part I of myself, stripped..(sounds dumb)...Comin up after the break, the much anticipated Part II that has been making waves across the nation..haha yea right i seriously shd stop crapping before i cause damage to whatever is left of my brain...

Again the title has nothing to do with the post...or is it the post has nothing to do with the title...ok anywaes the only reason im putting a post again after so soon is cos ive been asked to "personalize" my posts..ok so here goes...the number of frens i have are less than my fingers...my closest fren is Beh Jun Biao and he's a really nice person(he asked me to write this)...and my other frens (i think its safe to call them tt now) are basically jb's frens...I aint gonna name them cos it feels weird..I alwaes wondered why ppl kept giving me dirty and weird looks whenever they see me in college....especially girls... then i was told by Angel A (many already did b4 her) tt i look like a playboy.. Like whatttt????? i thot they were only jokin...man... for a while i tht girls looked at me weird cos they saw my antennas popping from my head...so todae was sposed to be a gd dae...but noe, it had to turn crappy. why? cos of accounts..i completely screwed it up...cant rmb which position i used...i don wanna fail and i cant believe i actually studied sooo hard for it...ok not THAT hard laa but still...on a gd note i got 2 more marks for my econs test..so yea...another gd note is that break is coming..can unwind myself tho it wont be exactly  holidae period cos im sure well be getting loadsa hw and assignments and tasks..which are basically the same thing...jus one more day to endure..then im freeeee...at least for 11 daes...i think im crazy..really. Bum bum be-dum bum bum be-dum bum..(finally some reference to the title...)