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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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Wednesday, June 10, 2009
SHE'S GORGEOUS!
2:59 AM

I think I have tortured you guys enough. Some of you probably would have scratched your head and wonder why I am acting all weird, talking so much about my new found love. The unveiling will be done later in the entry. I can guarantee you that.

So here is how we met.

I was in a shop on Sunday. So this jovial cheerful middle-aged woman, Ivy, introduced me to this simple girl (whom shall be named Wendy at the moment). But I guess I was blinded by the others that were in that shop. Being a total jerk, I minded my own business and neglected Wendy.

Ignoring her, I went for another girl (whom shall be named Priscilla), and soon realised I was not happy. "Why aren't I happy to know her? What am I not happy about knowing that she will be mine soon?", I questioned myself. A dark cloud hovered over me and I got mad at myself.

In the midst of all that, Jenny's Wendy's face was still fresh in my mind. The cold soft face she has shined out from the others. She illuminated the entire shop but regret soon came chasing after me, and that is when I realised I have made the biggest mistake of my life.

She has the nicest features that anyone could have asked for, yet I ignored. I went for looks rather than what is on the inside. How superficial I was! It took merely minutes for my senses to get knocked against - the wall that is.

I dumped Priscilla the next day because it was the right thing to do. It is of no point of me pursuing a girl who is not my cup of tea, and especially when my feelings for Priscilla was kinda fake. I called Ivy the following day and asked if she is in contact with Wendy - yes was the answer. I jumped for joy and requested for Wendy's number so that I can apologise and make it up to her.

I called Wendy and asked her out. Surprisingly, she agreed. I am irresistible, remember? Hahaha! ANYWAY, I could not wait no more and as each minute passes, my excitement grew. I was in love.

It's been long since I got so excited about a meet-up before.

>>> Fast forward >>>

We both decided to meet at 7.15 PM, Parkway Parade. When I arrived, as usual running a little late, I noticed she was nowhere to be seen. I sat and waited. Just like when you are waiting for your queue number to pop up on the screen. Yup, it was that exact same feeling :D

As minutes passed, questions came flashing through my mind.

"Has she left?"
"What if she is not coming?"

"What do I say the moment I see her?"
"How would I compliment her if she smells nice?"
"Where would I bring her next?"

More questions began flooding in my mind and finally, Wendy came. From afar, I noticed she was wearing this elegant black dress. I was extremely happy to see her.
"Oh my, she's gorgeous!", I said to myself. And from then on, I started believing that she was the perfect one for me. The meet-up was just how I pictured it.

She's mine now.


Ok, before I get all mushy and the yada-yadas, let me introduce you to my new love!

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Sony Ericsson W902
Told you she's gorgeous!
The first Walkman phone with a 5.0 megapixel camera.
Elegant and sleek. What more can I ask for?

Just to clear things up a little.
  • W902 - 'W' for Wendy.
  • Samsung Preston - 'P' from Preston for Priscilla
  • Ivy - The lady working in that shop (M1 shop)
Now that you know it is a mobile phone I am talking about, do you see the connection to the story now? Haha!

A thousand apologies if I somehow cheated your feelings. Hahahaha!

I am done for now.
Terminator Salvation review is next!

Cheers!


For the record, I am still single. Haha!
(Not desperate though)

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