Cedric Ang

I just got to admit, I have grown lazy when it comes to updating this little space.

If it wasn’t for something of pressing needs, I would not have update.

Perhaps it is because the excuse of the workload, but perhaps it is also because I have moved on from actual blogging into a micro-blog. Perhaps, it was procrastination that should be the keyword here.

I have just got myself a newer MacBook Air. Not really something that I like because of the lack of processing power, but I kind of like it better than my iPad. AT&T gave me a call the other day asking me to go back to one of the center as they replace a new iPhone 4S for me, and also the Blackberry Bold 9900 that has some problems.

Flying back and forth to Singapore and Kuala Lumpur is tiring. Of course it wasn’t as tedious as long hauls from New York. At the very least, I have my electronic devices to keep me company.

I then have people from Dealmates commenting about my post that I have wrote about Dealmates. I know that for a fact because I have tried to login to their UniFi router and that is what their UniFi login is.

Then, there is the part where Dealmates’ affiliate tries to buy some 5 minute fame by putting some deceiving numbers about their visitors, thinking that they are too good to be true, but did not realize that the other group buying site has got 3/4 more traffic. A few affiliate after took down these posts.

Of course, after the first episode of me and Dealmates, they have made a few changes. I am glad that someone has been reading my blog posts, and do the necessary. You are welcome.

December is coming, and it will be another month of work and hectic.

I don’t know about you but I am sick of having to live with the lies portrayed by the local main stream media.

I mean, what happened to free media? Why are there so many lies in it?

Where there so little people in the Bersih rally? I was there, and with my own eyes, I could not see the end of the road. It is as massive as a rave party in Amsterdam, no it is more massive than a rave party in Amsterdam. That’s how huge it is. (continue reading…)

As many mourn for Alviss Kong, I for one would like to express my deepest and sincere to his family and friends.

Whilst I had not known Alviss in person, I did noticed him while I was in Kuala Lumpur club scene. Often, he would fashion a plaster on his face which I thought was weird and then found out it was his fashion statement from his friends. Yes, I thought that as being silly, but now after looking at his photos, I thought he was cute.

Alviss met a girl four months ago, and broke up. He pet down his last note on Facebook (now disabled) which I thought was pretty ‘dramatic’.

When The Boy and I broke up, I was devastated. Funny thing is that, until now I still had not remember when did I met with The Boy, and when did we got separated.

I almost choose that same path as Alviss did, I am pretty sure many would have recalled that incident.

By the way, if you enter ‘Alviss Kong’ in the search bar in Facebook, you will be directed to Youtube, and etc. Apparently, his Facebook is disabled. Whether by Facebook or his family members, no one knows for sure.

I love writing, I really do.

It could be something that I saw on the street while I was walking that triggered a sweet memory about someone, it could be a sudden idea that I have thought of doing or it could be that random moment that I want to write something.

Most of these times, I had always wished that I have my Macbook Pro with me so that I could ‘pen’ these thoughts down.

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I could not put myself together to clean up the bulk of things that I kept in the store.

It was the memories; memories of you in my heart for that short period of time that we were together.

Remember the time when I went over to your place, and then we started sending text messages to each other expressing our interest? Remember the time when you sneak out from school to come see me because you said you miss seeing me?

It was never easy letting you go; I have learn that sometimes it is always best to let things go in order for us to continue moving forward.

Looking back at the things that was in the store made me thinking. What was it that made us together despite our differences.

I can’t find a reason.

It’s time now, to let it all go.

Maybe you still have a small spot in my heart, but for now, I think I still have space to store things up under my bed.

There is nothing that screams jail bait when it comes to posing photos of young boys.

But there is of course the case where the said young boy is just young by his looks, but not by his age. I had always liked the babyfaced, innocent looking boys. More evidently if they sport a few piercings and perhaps some tattoos; Tattoos turns me on.

Tattoos are supposed to make a person look mature, if not older. But somehow with Ash Stymest, a Briton lad who got discovered by Hedi Slimane has just the right proportion of everything.

Being the top 25 model on Model.com is not easy. Not only that, Ashley Stymest is also featured in Vogue where his debut was in Vogue Hommes Japan. Talk about being a celebrity.

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This post is published without proof reading. If you are looking for a perfect written post, you have come to the wrong page

I guess many had already know that I maintain a few Facebook account.

On the recent event on Facebook, I had encountered something that had kept me awake, and not sure what to do.

It was midnight yesterday that I received a friend request. It wasn’t a friend request on Facebook that I would normally ignore, because this time, it was from a person that I know from another account; A person that I had had great interest with, before he mysteriously disappeared from my life.

I sent him a message, pretending that I do not know him. Which is the right thing to do, I think. Even prior to that, I had thought of just ignoring the friend request, and move on. I spent the whole day thinking about it, and could not reach a decision. I messaged him.

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I need to stop being lazy, and start writing again.

Christmas is supposed to be a happy thing, a joyful thing.

Ever since the breakup with The Boy, Christmas has never been the same.

Merry Christmas to all, and especially to you, my boy.

Apart from the cutie boys that day at the Yellow Army Graduation party, there was Hannah Tan, Mumbai and lotsa games and activities.

It was all fun and games.

The story was a little different the week before.

It was the Malaysian-International Fashion Week organized by M-IFA. Think of it as the Grammy Awards for fashion.

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