serving the nation is part and parcel of growing up as a male singapore citizen. i still do not understand the rationale behind two years of our life gone to the military world. but i shall stop my comments about it here before i spend a couple of years behind bars. this post is dedicated to my brothers before they begin their fruitful journey as soldiers of our country.


dear Nur Ahmad Muhaimin

i've got to say it's going to be weird that i won't spot your 'minou' online (unless you choose to waste electricity and leave your computer on, which you would be reprimanded by sarah nudewinter for not being environmental conscious). i guess since day one i added you on msn, til now, you've prolly been online everyday and of course sleeping while being away from the keyboard thus wasting kb and kb of electricity. but nonetheless, it's good having you online because you're online in case i get sleepless and just need to bug someone. thanks for the endless work for my 'therapy' album. and i guess if i got a gig in absence, there would be no 'walking out the door' or maybe your vocals would be used as i lip sync your brilliance. the next time i pop before you POP, i'll dedicate that one to keeping it real. or we would. thanks for the drinks (soda water, root beer and bubblegum flavored can drinks). the wasabi trying to come out of our noses will be the next outing. take care as you embark on this journey of boys, rifles, sweat and officers who have swallowed microphones as boys trying to be emcees. in the mean time, all silver fox would be strictly catered by me. word to the father. take care brother.


dear muhammad rafie

i'll start of by this letter by saying, i'm so glad i met you today. because that meant a whole lot to me and a free bowl of mushroom minced chicken noodle at tong seng. i remember you seeing you growing up, from the 'malu malu kuching' days to being 'lovey dovey rafie'. god knows what you're going to become after this two years of military service. i would invite you to leave all your camera's with me in this tough period of life for you as they would be a liability lying around in your house serving no purpose as you're serving us. thanks for the endless photographs from gigs to lepak time. it's with a heavy heart that i'm mentioning that i'm going to upload the photo of you with your hip hop pose at henderson wave captured by my nokia phone to repay every single photo you've helped me snap, mr snapxountist. i still think you should have went in protege, but it's an old story since now you go beyond our typical love story. if you need to talk to someone, i'm always here my brother, with my late night voice ready for you. i like. word to the mother. take care my brother. it's a pixelated love. pixelated love. oh by the way, do not drop your soap, or your voice would become exactly like mariah carey's.

although the above mentioned post has some homosexual tendencies, it's all in the name of bro-mance. i will miss you guys, do send some money from time to time as i'm still in a financial crisis.

girls' sincerely,
nur muhammad