i can still remember the days when i was so yearning to be a gangster, an ah beng with long fringe and loose pants. all the accessories that an ah beng has. joined a gang, went out with brothers to slack, ton, drink, smoke and many other stupid things that i can't possibly list it out here.
kind of missed it, but i think its dumb. at least, not as dumb as the lian and beng wannabes today. one thing i've noticed is that, they will never change. from the past to now, its all hard-arm tactics. unhappy, meet. unhappy, settle and fight and blah blah. i mean, whats the point. lol
i don't mind facing off in a one on one but what are we going to gain from all that? the guy is still going to hold a grudge against me but for me? i'd heck care. lol call me a coward, but i seriously can't be bothered with small kids-beng-lian-wannabe trying to lecture me on morals when i know all that you have done that contradicts that.
anyway, had a weird dream that i was in some sort of a dungeon, a warrior holding on to an axe and swiping off monsters but at the same time, i felt the fear of being struck (that kind of feeling, you know?) and so on and so forth...think its due to playing Dawn Of War before i slept yesterday..LOL shit. games can really have a big impact on your minds.
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