Monday, March 26, 2007

Lost Handphone!

So did I lose my hp? You must be wondering.... read on to find out.

So I was trying to get thru the day without my hp. I tot I had left it at home. Y? Because of the below reasons:

1) When I went back to the cab to search for it, the cabbie lent me his hp to call my number. My hp did not sound off in the cab.

2) I called my own number using my office phone. It was still on.

So this led me to believe I must have simply forgotten it when I left hse. After sometime, I tried calling my number again. It was off..... FUCK. Someone must have picked it up then. So I called to suspend my line, in case someone nut used my number to go support Jue Dui Superstar Diya (Wahahaha). Not cheap leh, God knows how many calls these fanatics will make.

So the first thing I did after work that day was to make a trip to Westmall to get a new hp. They only have 2 models of non-camera phones available, and 1 being the one that I lost (or did I??? =P). So I got the other hp, Motorola W220. A stylishly slim flip phone, with a rubber padding feel on the exterior (this hp seems built to withstand hard knocks) and a superbly kiddish screen (reminds me of Battle City on Nintendo). And while I was at it, I traded in my Nokia N6680 for a Sony Ericsson W800i. So happy with my 2 brand new purchases, I went on my way home.

Next surprise come when I sat down in front of my comp screen at home. Dear Linda has a msg for me. "Hey, your phone is with me". =

*STUMPED*
Why would my phone be with her ??? It so happens that the cabbie found my hp after that, and contacted Linda. (Why Linda? L is like in the middle of the phone list. This leads me to wonder how many pple he must have called b4 someone agrees to collect it for me....) Dear Linda is kind enough to go down to Leng Kee or somewhere near there to collect it for me. (For that, ya gonna get a kiss from me. *Muacks*) And so.... officially, I did not lose my hp after all.....

Thursday, March 22, 2007

No Handphone!

Hooray !! Today I'm gonna be a very peaceful man. I forgot to bring my hp to work. Eh... well, I hope it's I forgotten and left it at home. For a while, I tot I dropped it on the cab, but upon stopping the cab again and doing a brief search, it wasn't there. And the last time I checked, the phone was still on. Man, can't believe I actually forgot to bring it out. I usually do my 3 checks (wallet, hp, smokes) before I leave hse or go anywhere.

This has got to be the 1st time I actually forgotten my hp. Let's see how I can survive unconnected today in this connected world. =)

Thursday, March 15, 2007

Wise Saying From Lala

Lala said to find myself first; and then I'll know what I want. So where does this lead me?

Finding myself. Physically I'm located at my office desk currently. In a broader sense, I can be found (most of the time) in the northwestern part of Singapore, which is part of the continent of Asia, which belongs to the planet Earth, which is the 3rd planet from the Sun, in a galaxy known as the Milky Way, an infinitesimal portion of the boundless universe. (so much for finding myself)

I've nv been too particular abt the gal who I want to spend the rest of my life with. In the sense that I do not set too extreme limits or restrictions as to what type of gals r out of limit, not acceptable, etc. I used to believe that there r no such things as "wrong frequency". I still believe in that now, though I think that what some pple perceives as "wrong frequency" is actually more of a case of "wrong expectations".

And how does this wrong expectations come abt? This would mean that from the start, the guy is trying to be someone whom he isn't. To put up a facade, either to impress the gal, to mould himself into the kind of guy he tot the gal would like, or simply as a poseur. But he can't pose forever. So sooner or later, the real him would stealthly creep back into him, and the gal would detect traces of characrteristics that weren't there in the first place. Before long, the situation will deteriorate so badly that the guy is but a shadow of his former self (in the gal's opinion) and thus she will label him as "wrong frequency" or communication failure.

Well, I ever got caught in such a scenario b4, which made me abhor the idea of needing to be someone else in order to get the gal. I relish the idea of meeting a gal who is like Min, someone whom I can truely be myself and who will love me for being myself. I tot I found it in Piggy. Cos I really like how we click, not cos of how she looks. Seems fate has other plans for me though.

When I was younger, I would go for looks first (I'm a mighty realistic guy), and attempt to establish the flow with her later. A whack-first-see-how-later approach. As I grow up, all this doesn't seem to matter as much (I still like babes, just to set the records str =P), but I still end up without what I wanted. So you think what my msn nick says is true? 爱不爱都受煎熬

Sunday, March 11, 2007

Replay?

I guess some pple r not meant to be forgotten? (Wait, did I say this b4? Like some time back in Jul 05?) Today I brought Gillian to Union Square. The first time that we met up after the short stint in 2005. I rem the last time I saw her was to pass her her resume photo. That was just the 4th day I started work. Now I've worked for slightly more than 1 n a half yrs already. We fell out shortly after that. But it's strange that though we fell out, we're still keeping in contact. The price to pay being 1.5 yrs.

Back at the crossroad again. To let the sleeping lion lie? Or to let it wake? My feeling is telling me that there is still affinity between us. It isn't completely over yet. Those who know me will know how eerily true my feelings can be. She still uses the photo which I took for her at Indochime as her Frenster and msn pic. Sometimes I wish to think that that still means sth. (Fat hope, I guess) But at the same time, I feel that I'm not qualified to play this game already. If Fate gave u a 2nd chance n u screwed it up anyway, who r u to request for a 3rd chance?

Thursday, March 08, 2007

Salsa Intermediate 1.5

This is actually the continuation of the previous entry Resolutions Review, but I choose to name it Salsa Intermediate 1.5. Why? Just because I like it. (Wahahaha) Decide to try to log a quick entry while waiting for the rush hour jam at my workplace to subside b4 I make my move, so that I can at least have a good comfortable snooze on the bus ride out.

Well... Salsa Intermediate 1.5. The last time I took this lesson was back in Apr 06. When my classmates were Lewis, Qixiao, Johnny, Jianping, Priscilla, Ellen, Renee, Ai Chin, etc The former generation I would call us. Except that I din really made it (Hence the refresher lessons. It feels more like NEW lessons for me than refresher). Well, my Salsa Inter 1.5 class on Sunday is turning out to be quite a fun bunch. They hang out together for Salsa apart from lessons. Not many dance class I've been in hangs out, (and trust me I've been in quite a few classes with diff grps of pple) and the babe factor is certainly a plus point. Keke.

So as far as New Yr Resolutions go, the only thing that I have succeeded is picking up Salsa again.

Sunday, March 04, 2007

Resolutions Review

Have not blog since the CNY holidays. Well, 1 reason y I dun blog as often as I like to, is that MY IE on my hse desktop just refuse to load the Blogger website. I dunno for what fuck reason, but it simply hanged whenever I tried to log in to Blogger. So if I'm at home, I have to use Firefox to blog and I dun really like to use Firefox. Otherwise, I would have to leave it till I'm in the office and blog using the IE on my laptop. Not a really bright idea to reveal this, but..... fuck it lah. My mood's not good today.

It's 0422 after a long nite at Union. Firstly, just lemme recap sth unpleasant which happened last Sat at Union. 1 of my female fren was actually molested by this foreign Indian guy at Union. I was abt to leave Union for supper with Piggy and Candice when I saw my grp of frens gathered outside Union. They told me of a Indian wearing a long sleeve blue top who's into a bit of funny business inside Union. Zhiguang n I went back into Union to recce and we identified the fellow standing at the counter. He called Johnny, and boy, Johnny really got guts. Johnny and Zhiguang approached the guy and attempt to talk it out with him. I stood a distance behind, ready to sock the guy shd he attempt any funny moves. Sometimes, I prefer to let actions do the talking. The bugger sure was guai lan. Die also dun wan to admit. We wanted him to go out n apologise to the gal, he refused to budge n insisted he din do it. We got the manager at Union to talk to him and suggest we go behind to the bar to resolve it. He refused to budge n complained that we're racists. After some haggling, he threatened to call the police.

What the fuck is he thinking abt? Just a ploy to make us not pursue the matter. 1 guy alone in Union plus he do not know Salsa. Pretty clear what his intentions were if ya ask me. I din stayed ard to watch how the story unfolds, as Piggy n Candice were waiting for me. But later I learnt that the police actually came cos of some other biz, n he was shun bian taken away, to which he admitted that he did it. Some pple just deserved to be lauped.

Shucks... haven even talked abt my resolutions, but I lost the mood for blogging already. Till another then...