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The name is Khairul. Would do fine with Khai or Kerol [kay-roll] - with proper pronunciation that is.

May have caused a traumatic experience to the nurses who were there when I graced the world on the 14th of June, 21 years ago.

I reside at the great eastern side of Singapore. At an estate named after a water containment facility. Go figure!

A left-hander. However, I function more like a right. And sometimes left of course.

Owns a Class 3 driving licence.

Have been playing the saxophone for 8 years. Currently a Baritone Saxophonist in the Philharmonic Youth Winds.

Being and socialising with people occupy whatever free time I might have.

Boredom is sadly pathetic - would be just staring at my ceiling.

And recently, graduated from Nanyang Academy of Fine Arts where I pursued a diploma in Arts Management, majoring in Performing Arts.

E-mail: khai8t9@gmail.com
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Sunday, February 1, 2009
TURN OFFS
1:29 AM

I cannot stand the fact that whenever I am out, I will bump to at least one under-aged smoker. That kind of sight makes me sick. Nothing against smokers but to stand like a bouncer at a club, with that filthy stick in between your fingers like you own this bloody world is plain annoying. I will not hesitate to have my say each time I were to pass by one. Trust me, I give no mercy with my words.

Funny though that there are some who puffs unnaturally and end up making a fool out of themselves.

The ultimate turn offs: Barely legal young adults in school uniform puffing their way out in public.

Stop being a poseur. Stop thinking that smoking is cool. Stop thinking that smoking will make you any greater in person. Because the matter of fact is, you're just a small little puny kid. Stop acting like you are a friggin' grown up. Sheeesh!

I should sign up and be a NEA Officer. Than I can catch those posuers and bring them to the higher authority. Muahahahaha!


And.... Don't ask me about the song. Feeling nostalgic.
Ummm, nice song nevertheless.

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