A Tribute to Michael Scofield

I've watched prison break from season 1 all the way to the 4th season,just moments ago.You can see the photos that as the years went by,so did the characters.It took me about 3 years,to complete watching the series,but only now do i actually understand it.What they have been trying to get across all along.

The first thing one thinks of is family.Michael first decides to break his brother,who was accused of murdering the Vice-President's brother,which he evidently did not.He went through so many plans and challenges to successfully break his brother out,along with a few others that proved their worth or simply tagged along because they had caught wind of the plan and were going to tell if they did not follow.The tattoos on his back,for example,were actually maps of Fox River Penitentiary,the first of three prisons he was going to break out.After escaping Fox River,the 8 of them who did;Scofield,Lincoln,Sucre(His Cellmate),Abruzzi(The Mafia),T-Bag(The snitch),C-Note(the man who was framed),Apolskis(the young & skillfull thief who was murdered in the end) and Charles Westmoreland(who died as soon as he broke out due to a gunshot).They became the famous Fox River 8.

Michael began to find out why someone had framed his brother and he soon found out a bigger bigger scheme by a big organization called the Company,who had something very very grand up their sleeves that would destroy if not America,but the world.

Long story cut short Michael,Linc,Sucre and many more of old and new team was put in a Mexican prison called Sona,which he broke out again,and finally unravelled the Company's plan,which was called Scylla,an object that had a protection of 6 high-security cards,that would keep it safe in a secret place with secret security measures of all which Michael overcame in the end due to his incredible ingenuity.Then Sarah got caught in a Miami-Dade Penitentiary with the risk of being killed,so Michael broke her out,with a huge price.

He kept running and running,and running.And he kept outsmarting everyone in his way,in order to protect his family;his brother,his nephew,his love,Sarah Tancredi.They never stopped running and they tried everything they could so they could stop.So he gave up one thing that would eventually helped them.He sacrificed himself.So his family would live.

At first I thought the message was about family.How we should cherish them and protect them as the years go by because we might never know when they might leave.But no the answer was freedom.Michael didn't fight only for his family and friends,he fought for their freedom as well,as without it they wouldnt go anywhere.

As I watched the last words of Michael,I realized he thought me,us maybe,that freedom cannot be bought or sold or whatever.Freedom is a gift,and not a given right.We should cherish it,if we were to ever cherish anything else.

Michael died on the final episode of the show,sacrificing his life to save his wife and unborn child.I never believed in heroes,but tonight,Michael Scofield would be someone,even though he was just a character in a non-fiction show,i would remember and respect or the rest of my life.He fought for freedom,protected his family and upheld justice without raising a finger,but only with the power of his mind and the strength of his heart.He would be my hero.

Goodbye,Michael.Rest in Peace.

Guilty again for not blogging a couple of days but hey,i've been busy.

A couple of things happened,and i was really happy they did.

For example,I had one of the biggest suprise party in my life.

-Got CONNED into thinking i was settling a private matter.
-Got lured into a big trap.
-Got caught by about 15 men.
-Got my shirt off and pinned down by them.
-Got charcoal stuffed in my briefs,butter,colgate,whipped cream on my nipples and face.

Then the rest of the night was nicer.I had 4 Uni-Qlo shirts,and although i loved all,the banging shirt was my favourite.Coz we have a company called BangBros and I was the president.(Inside joke.)So all the more happy i was to receive that shirt.I got a birthday cake,and my good friends barbecued food for me,it was a change as i was the one who always did the babecue-ing.


But most importantly,what made the day special was that all my good friends,those that might have not known one another,gathered that night to sabotage me,all the devilish minds that i prayed would not meet,simply because the results would have been disastrous,did.and i was happy for that.My nursing friends,working friends,schooling friends,and gym friends came and joined forces,to do something disastrous to me,the day someone let it out that my birthday was coming.Which is another story.


It was really special,something i couldn't have imagined would ever happened in history.After quite a long time,I felt blessed.I never thought i could feel blessed but i did.


And for tonight,and hopefully more nights to come,


God,Thank you.

Guilty again for not blogging a couple of days but hey,i've been busy.

A couple of things happened,and i was really happy they did.

For example,I had one of the biggest suprise party in my life.

-Got CONNED into thinking i was settling a private matter.
-Got lured into a big trap.
-Got caught by about 15 men.
-Got my shirt off and pinned down by them.
-Got charcoal stuffed in my briefs,butter,colgate,whipped cream on my nipples and face.

Then the rest of the night was nicer.I had 4 Uni-Qlo shirts,and although i loved all,the banging shirt was my favourite.Coz we have a company called BangBros and I was the president.(Inside joke.)So all the more happy i was to receive that shirt.I got a birthday cake,and my good friends barbecued food for me,it was a change as i was the one who always did the babecue-ing.


But most importantly,what made the day special was that all my good friends,those that might have not known one another,gathered that night to sabotage me,all the devilish minds that i prayed would not meet,simply because the results would have been disastrous,did.and i was happy for that.My nursing friends,working friends,schooling friends,and gym friends came and joined forces,to do something disastrous to me,the day someone let it out that my birthday was coming.Which is another story.


It was really special,something i couldn't have imagined would ever happened in history.After quite a long time,I felt blessed.I never thought i could feel blessed but i did.


And for tonight,and hopefully more nights to come,


God,Thank you.

Its been 3 days since i blogged and so much has happened during that time.I didnt get the opportunity to write it all down and now there's just too much to say.

Where shall i start?You know what i dont think i can even remember what happened.The only interesting things i could remember was:

1)I made a shitload of money during my 3 days of work and now only 25% is left.
2)I tried catching the last train,without even tapping my card and jumping straight through and I still missed it.
3)So I jumped back out and returned the card and the machine beside me started spewing out a shitload of $1 coins.There had to be at least $300 worth.
4)I didnt took a single cent,believe it or not,even though no one was looking.
5)Some woman came to my store and asked for soup,which we didnt sell.
6)I went back to the kitchen,heated the mushroom fusili sauce until it was as wet as milk and gave it to the woman.She insisted i took $5,as a tip.I took it.
7)I beat my deadlift max to about 200++ pounds,because someone tried to outlift me.Out of anger i did,and injured my back as a result.
8)I managed to get 2 novels for only $2 when i went shopping with Abu at the Praisehaven family store at Bukit Timah.
9)I had a shock of my life when i found out my friend was gay,and he told me he had a girlfriend.


I guess that was all that happened.Nothing fun.I guess i'll update again when i get a chance.

Sometimes i wish i had Jack Sparrow's life.He had a lot of damned fun.I lead a boring life full of school,gym and somemore school.

God help me.

Right now im sitting in front of the office's laptop trying to think of what to type to make up for the last two days as well as today.


Its been a mixed up day for me,good and bad,but i'll say more of the good.I went for PAS for the 3rd time throughout the semester,and received great news that i'll most probably be debarred for the exam.I feel horrible,my nose is leaking like a water pipe,my eyes are watery like a pleading kitten,and the skin around my nose is getting painful from all that rub from the tissues.

But hey,i managed to catch another stupid horror flick,The haunting in Connecticut,and i never closed my eyes like i did during Drag me to hell.Achievement.

Im on break right now from working,there was a huge slam and all of us nearly died,including my bro Mitch,who was looking like he was gonna pass out from doing all the EB orders.He worked like mad.We all did.

Yesterday I had a gym session with my pal Hafizukiz.We did chest and i almost passed out.His weights were incredible.Too heavy for me but it was a good thing to train heavy.Train big to get big.Makes sense right?

The day before I went to Alumni to gym and i will never go back there ever again,at least until my membership expires.They have the worst management I have ever seen with my two eyeballs.I did a super shoulder+delts+triceps+abs and a short run workout,which lasted from 6pm to 8pm.It was crazy,my shoulders are aching like a dog now,my delts feel like popping out and i try not to laugh coz when i do my abs feel like im being stabbed by a kitchen knife.The pain was horrific but the workout was worth it.I can almost see my boulder shoulders shaping up like they used to.

Sleep is killing me.I cant sleep early,and worst wake up early.Its crazy and its killing me slowly.Its ironic that the I survived gym but i feel like dying because of sleep.


No pictures today coz im working and im using the office desktop so unless you wanna see a picture of the espresso machine,im not uploading any photos today.

School is killing me.Work is killing me.Gym is killing me.Sleep is killing me.




God help me.

Here's a new post after a long absence from blogging.

But i doubt that this blog will be active.My last one was nearly dead so i deleted it.

Okay.Where do i start?I know.Pictures.

That was one of my favourite photos during the Gopeng trip.But that's all for today,i guess.