I might be approaching the crossroad in my career path very soon. Din expect this to come so soon though. If indeed the company is gonna assign me to take on the role which I heard thru the grapevines, I guess I will just have to pack up and leave.
So.... screw you guys, I'm going home ~ ~ ~
Tuesday, April 10, 2007
Wednesday, April 04, 2007
Beach Party And Club Party
It seems I have quite a Salsa grp. A few of us organised an outing to Sentosa last Sat. Cafe Del Mar and basically just having fun on the beach. The few who went are Su Yin, Jade, Shirley, JH, and a guy called Vincent whom is supposed to be from their Beginner class.
It was a rainy affair the moment the stepped foot into Sentosa. Had a brief shelter at Cafe Del Mar, which is what used to be Sunset Bay. A very nice place indeed, though the dress code does seem a bit strange. You get guys who are dressed in fulll clubbing gear, n at the same time ladies in hot bikini attire. This place no doubt replaces KM8 as the new poseur hangout in Sentosa.
We played beach volley (and I even brought my pump! all cos of Shirley's airless volley ball!) and frisbee and were joined shortly after by the tall German babe from Bachata class. Oh yes, I took up Bachata. =) Shd have made the outing a bit earlier. We left Sentosa shortly after evening to have a 2nd round at Clarke Quay. We had our dinner eating this weird shape pizza at Harbor Front, where 1 slice is like 12 foot long.
Most favor the idea of going home to change first before going for our 2nd rd. I took the car and picked Shirley and we met the rest at Clarke Quay. MOS nite it's gonna be. Dear Suyin got tipsy on a hand-made vodka orange from 7-11.
It was a rainy affair the moment the stepped foot into Sentosa. Had a brief shelter at Cafe Del Mar, which is what used to be Sunset Bay. A very nice place indeed, though the dress code does seem a bit strange. You get guys who are dressed in fulll clubbing gear, n at the same time ladies in hot bikini attire. This place no doubt replaces KM8 as the new poseur hangout in Sentosa.
We played beach volley (and I even brought my pump! all cos of Shirley's airless volley ball!) and frisbee and were joined shortly after by the tall German babe from Bachata class. Oh yes, I took up Bachata. =) Shd have made the outing a bit earlier. We left Sentosa shortly after evening to have a 2nd round at Clarke Quay. We had our dinner eating this weird shape pizza at Harbor Front, where 1 slice is like 12 foot long.
Most favor the idea of going home to change first before going for our 2nd rd. I took the car and picked Shirley and we met the rest at Clarke Quay. MOS nite it's gonna be. Dear Suyin got tipsy on a hand-made vodka orange from 7-11.
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". =
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. =)
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
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?
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.
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...
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...
Monday, February 19, 2007
Mahjong
I learned how to play Mahjong! Fri nite we went to Miss Tng's hse for Mahjong session. It's more like Mahjong lessons actually, cos Cedric and I are both beginners. So Serene and Christine taught us how to play. Cedric was more interested in Union and left after Derrick joined us. We played 1 rd of Mahjong and I think I only won twice. Paid sch fees of over 15 bucks. Anyway, I'm glad to finally learn how to play Mahjong. I think it's an activity which is worth mastering, sth that pple will gladly organise a gathering for. 1 more activity which I can do next time. =)
Today is the 2nd day of Chinese New Year. This yr's CNY came a bit too sudden for me. Prior to that, I was fretting over my upcoming ICT. Till the last min, I was still trying to defer. Din play for anything that is after the ICT period. ICT came n went n I was left with 1 week to CNY. Then I was left with my pile-up of work for the 2 weeks I was absent, and all the excess request from my China customers in anticipation of the 7 days CNY holidays in China. So much so that I did not even shop for CNY stuffs or help out with anything at home. I bought my CNY shirt on Fri nite itself b4 meeting them for Mahjong.
I think this yr's CNY represents a change in future CNY preparations onwards. Mum seemed to lost all zest in CNY preparations after Grandma passed away last Nov. CNY gathering at Grandma's place feels not-so-right when Grandma's not ard anymore. Nonetheless, everybody still made an effort to gather on that day, even though we are not officially celebrating CNY. We played blackjack with cousins the whole day.
Now I'm left with the decision to make as to what to do tonight. I can either go down to Union, see if anybody's there n if not look for an alternative place to hang out. Or I can just stay at home and see if Mum wants to catch a show later in the nite.
Today is the 2nd day of Chinese New Year. This yr's CNY came a bit too sudden for me. Prior to that, I was fretting over my upcoming ICT. Till the last min, I was still trying to defer. Din play for anything that is after the ICT period. ICT came n went n I was left with 1 week to CNY. Then I was left with my pile-up of work for the 2 weeks I was absent, and all the excess request from my China customers in anticipation of the 7 days CNY holidays in China. So much so that I did not even shop for CNY stuffs or help out with anything at home. I bought my CNY shirt on Fri nite itself b4 meeting them for Mahjong.
I think this yr's CNY represents a change in future CNY preparations onwards. Mum seemed to lost all zest in CNY preparations after Grandma passed away last Nov. CNY gathering at Grandma's place feels not-so-right when Grandma's not ard anymore. Nonetheless, everybody still made an effort to gather on that day, even though we are not officially celebrating CNY. We played blackjack with cousins the whole day.
Now I'm left with the decision to make as to what to do tonight. I can either go down to Union, see if anybody's there n if not look for an alternative place to hang out. Or I can just stay at home and see if Mum wants to catch a show later in the nite.
Thursday, February 08, 2007
ICT Number 3 Week 2
Week 2 of ICT. Pulau Tekong week. How nice. I have not visited Tekong in like 6 yrs? Well, somehow I think I'm being eaten in my detachment. My detachment consists of majority 3rd Coy pple and a couple of lao jiaos from other coys. I was somehow arrowed to go for Matador live firing on Fri and another piece of' "good" news greeted me on Mon morning just b4 we move out to Tekong. My Det Com spoke to me:
"Go draw 1 MG."
"What?!"
"Our detachment needs 1 MG."
"I dun want to take MG leh, I'm not trained anyway. Can get someone else?"
"Just draw out first. We'll take turns."
Take turns. Take my fucking shit! The only time when someone else touches the MG was during withdrawal of the mission when I have to lag behind to make someone take note of the fucking MG.
1st day at Tekong was day n nite component training. The first day almost killed me already. Think not conditioned to field yet. I went to bed (safari bed) at nite with my whole body aching. I was left wondering how to go thru the remaining few days and the mission at Tekong.
2nd day was all the dunno-what orders and a day and nite rehearsal. I was in pretty much of a daze in the early part of the day. Hadn't had a good nite sleep the previous nite. I woke up abt every hr. So I took every opportunity I had to snooze during the day. Come rehearsal time at nite, I felt re-energized already. My body adapts v fast to the surrounding. And I was left thinking the mission on Wed nite would be chicken feat. =)
Wed came n Wed went. The mission was seriously fucked. Our Det Com is a nice guy I would say, but just not too efficient workwise.
Thur nite and I'm at home blogging currently, waiting for tomolo to come. Well, whenever I'm in camp, I would inevitably think of Min. I guess it's because of the times when we were together. I was serving NS and she was the inspiration of my life then. The reason I fought. The reason I try as I might to stay out of trouble. Because I value the opportunity to see her every weekend too much. I actually dreamt of her the first nite while I was at Tekong. It was a negative dream. I dreamt of Piggy on Wed nite. negative dream as well. I haven heard from her the whole week. The last time I sms her was on Sun nite to tell her that I'll be away in Tekong for the coming week. Nil news since then.
"Go draw 1 MG."
"What?!"
"Our detachment needs 1 MG."
"I dun want to take MG leh, I'm not trained anyway. Can get someone else?"
"Just draw out first. We'll take turns."
Take turns. Take my fucking shit! The only time when someone else touches the MG was during withdrawal of the mission when I have to lag behind to make someone take note of the fucking MG.
1st day at Tekong was day n nite component training. The first day almost killed me already. Think not conditioned to field yet. I went to bed (safari bed) at nite with my whole body aching. I was left wondering how to go thru the remaining few days and the mission at Tekong.
2nd day was all the dunno-what orders and a day and nite rehearsal. I was in pretty much of a daze in the early part of the day. Hadn't had a good nite sleep the previous nite. I woke up abt every hr. So I took every opportunity I had to snooze during the day. Come rehearsal time at nite, I felt re-energized already. My body adapts v fast to the surrounding. And I was left thinking the mission on Wed nite would be chicken feat. =)
Wed came n Wed went. The mission was seriously fucked. Our Det Com is a nice guy I would say, but just not too efficient workwise.
Thur nite and I'm at home blogging currently, waiting for tomolo to come. Well, whenever I'm in camp, I would inevitably think of Min. I guess it's because of the times when we were together. I was serving NS and she was the inspiration of my life then. The reason I fought. The reason I try as I might to stay out of trouble. Because I value the opportunity to see her every weekend too much. I actually dreamt of her the first nite while I was at Tekong. It was a negative dream. I dreamt of Piggy on Wed nite. negative dream as well. I haven heard from her the whole week. The last time I sms her was on Sun nite to tell her that I'll be away in Tekong for the coming week. Nil news since then.
ICT Number 3 Week 1
I'm nearing the end of my 3rd ICT today, will be out-process tomolo b4 dinner. All in all, this 2 weeks ICT is still pretty alright. Just quite fucked for the main mission. The 1st week was good; they actually did not indent dinner for the entire week. Means nights-off every nite. EVERY nite. It was quite a relaxed week, just the tot of the pending 1 week out-field at tekong the following week haunting us constantly.
As with all army events, aapproximately 50% of the time goes to waiting. As the saying goes, "Rush to wait; Wait to rush".
The 1st nite, I actually intended to go down to Union. I was pretty early, and I rem Piggy shd be having cha cha lessons at JJ. So decided to pop by JJ to see if she's ard. Lucky I did pop by, as June caught sight of me and gave me the alternative dates for the Salsa Inter 1.5 lessons that I've missed. And so, I did meet Piggy there. She looked good that time. White top with green skirt. She din intend to go Union that nite actually, and had wanted to go for dinner with her frens. However, since I'm there she decided to accompany me instead. We went for a walk ard the area, but actually I wasn't feeling very well. Think had food poisoning from the late nite malay chicken rice at Changi Pt with Piggy that nite. Later was I to know that that particular chicken rice stall is supposed to be famous. It almost made me die on Friday nite though. Was running a fever thru sat which made me unable to attend the last sat Union Square b4 my ICT. I was still feeling the after-effects on Mon nite while I was out strolling with Piggy, but I guess she made it all worthwhile.
The 2nd nite I went home during nights-off. Well, tot ICT can help me to save some money. The cab fare to and fro camp is equivalent to my usual spendings when I'm outside I guess.
The 3rd nite I went down to Union! Not bad, quite a few of the gang was ard. Piggy was there too, but I hadn't told her b4 hand that I was going down. Guess it doesn't make much of a diff to her. She wasn't with me for most of the nite either.
The 4th nite I went home again. Money... there it goes.... =(
The 5th nite was reminiscent nite. I went for a walk ard Tampines central. Tampines Mall, Century Square, the usual places where I usually hanged out during my NSF nights-off. The place changed though. The familiar arcade center and comic shops were no longer there. But I could feel the familiar feeling in the air again. As I queued for No. 29 at the bus interchange to go back camp. The feeling of being constraint. The feeling of uncertainty. The feeling of not being in control of my own life. Man, I hate the army.
And on the 6th day....... book-out right? Yes, but not so soon...... Insert IPPT in the afternoon! Fuck. Courtesy of Mr Foo, who seemingly haven screwed me enough during my NSF days that he's gotta become the CO of NS men now and continue to screw with my life. Well, IPPT right? It doesn't seem so bad, just fail 2 static stations and proceed to out-process yea? That's what I did. Along with several other pitiful souls who tot they have found a way out of this intendedly-scheduled IPPT meant for fucking up pple's life. (They purposely book IPPT for those who have yet to clear it this workyear in the AFTERNOON, n not in the MORNING, so as to fucked up ur weekend) But guess they have predicted this ploy from the lao jiao NS men. Mr Foo was there in person wearing his highly-decorated smart 4 to see us take the IPPT thru the end. Run! Even if u failed 2 static stations. So run it shall be then. Actually I'm quite amazed that I still have it in me for the 2.4km run. Even though I failed, but the leisure run timing that I did was still quite ok for my standard.
That was followed up by 1 night of Union Square which ended pretty early for a sat night. I was ignoring Piggy that nite. Somehow her recent blog entries din exactly made me feel happy. She did come by to my corner once in a while, but we did not converse much as I did not wish to talk that nite. She did tell me when she's leaving, n that was pretty early. So i ended by Union nite pretty early that sat nite too.
As with all army events, aapproximately 50% of the time goes to waiting. As the saying goes, "Rush to wait; Wait to rush".
The 1st nite, I actually intended to go down to Union. I was pretty early, and I rem Piggy shd be having cha cha lessons at JJ. So decided to pop by JJ to see if she's ard. Lucky I did pop by, as June caught sight of me and gave me the alternative dates for the Salsa Inter 1.5 lessons that I've missed. And so, I did meet Piggy there. She looked good that time. White top with green skirt. She din intend to go Union that nite actually, and had wanted to go for dinner with her frens. However, since I'm there she decided to accompany me instead. We went for a walk ard the area, but actually I wasn't feeling very well. Think had food poisoning from the late nite malay chicken rice at Changi Pt with Piggy that nite. Later was I to know that that particular chicken rice stall is supposed to be famous. It almost made me die on Friday nite though. Was running a fever thru sat which made me unable to attend the last sat Union Square b4 my ICT. I was still feeling the after-effects on Mon nite while I was out strolling with Piggy, but I guess she made it all worthwhile.
The 2nd nite I went home during nights-off. Well, tot ICT can help me to save some money. The cab fare to and fro camp is equivalent to my usual spendings when I'm outside I guess.
The 3rd nite I went down to Union! Not bad, quite a few of the gang was ard. Piggy was there too, but I hadn't told her b4 hand that I was going down. Guess it doesn't make much of a diff to her. She wasn't with me for most of the nite either.
The 4th nite I went home again. Money... there it goes.... =(
The 5th nite was reminiscent nite. I went for a walk ard Tampines central. Tampines Mall, Century Square, the usual places where I usually hanged out during my NSF nights-off. The place changed though. The familiar arcade center and comic shops were no longer there. But I could feel the familiar feeling in the air again. As I queued for No. 29 at the bus interchange to go back camp. The feeling of being constraint. The feeling of uncertainty. The feeling of not being in control of my own life. Man, I hate the army.
And on the 6th day....... book-out right? Yes, but not so soon...... Insert IPPT in the afternoon! Fuck. Courtesy of Mr Foo, who seemingly haven screwed me enough during my NSF days that he's gotta become the CO of NS men now and continue to screw with my life. Well, IPPT right? It doesn't seem so bad, just fail 2 static stations and proceed to out-process yea? That's what I did. Along with several other pitiful souls who tot they have found a way out of this intendedly-scheduled IPPT meant for fucking up pple's life. (They purposely book IPPT for those who have yet to clear it this workyear in the AFTERNOON, n not in the MORNING, so as to fucked up ur weekend) But guess they have predicted this ploy from the lao jiao NS men. Mr Foo was there in person wearing his highly-decorated smart 4 to see us take the IPPT thru the end. Run! Even if u failed 2 static stations. So run it shall be then. Actually I'm quite amazed that I still have it in me for the 2.4km run. Even though I failed, but the leisure run timing that I did was still quite ok for my standard.
That was followed up by 1 night of Union Square which ended pretty early for a sat night. I was ignoring Piggy that nite. Somehow her recent blog entries din exactly made me feel happy. She did come by to my corner once in a while, but we did not converse much as I did not wish to talk that nite. She did tell me when she's leaving, n that was pretty early. So i ended by Union nite pretty early that sat nite too.
Saturday, February 03, 2007
Forgotten By Fate
I was chatting with Donut on msn the other nite, and she was telling me that Fate has forgotten abt her. If there's anyone Fate forgotten, I reckon it's more likely me than anyone else.
(Center portion deleted after 2nd tot)
Fate forgotten me? Nah, Fate abandoned me.
(Center portion deleted after 2nd tot)
Fate forgotten me? Nah, Fate abandoned me.
Tuesday, January 23, 2007
Truth..... Or Dare?
Hmm.... Lemme make an earnest request for some confirmation here. Out of curiosity's sake.
Who reads my blog ???
Ok, just to make it more fun, I suggest u leave ur answers as comments in the form as such:
"The one who .... blah blah blah."
The blah blah blah being sth which shd be known to only the 2 of us. (If you gonna say sth which u think shd be known by me but in fact is not, there's not much I can do ya?) Even if I already know that u read my blog, pls still do leave a comment.
Ok, just to make it more fun, I suggest u leave ur answers as comments in the form as such:
"The one who .... blah blah blah."
The blah blah blah being sth which shd be known to only the 2 of us. (If you gonna say sth which u think shd be known by me but in fact is not, there's not much I can do ya?) Even if I already know that u read my blog, pls still do leave a comment.
Well, let's see how many of u will humour me with this request m'kay? =) (I think I'm getting Southpark overdose. Haha)
Hmm.. seems this is only Truth. I'll leave the Dare to some other time when I feel like it. Hehe.
Hmm.. seems this is only Truth. I'll leave the Dare to some other time when I feel like it. Hehe.
You Go To Hell And You Die ! M'Kay ?
I'm sick and tired of doing the admin and clerical work. I demand to be doing sth of value, which is what someone of my position is meant to be doing.
You Go To Hell And You Die ! M'Kay ?
You Go To Hell And You Die ! M'Kay ?
Monday, January 22, 2007
In My Place ; What Would You Do?
The first time I officially talked to Piggy was at the JJ Anniversary party at The Pavilion. Prior to that, I had actually noticed her before during a few of our Rueda sessions in Union. Initially have the impression that she doesn't really talk much and look a bit blur blur at times.
Then at the Pavilion, we were doing Rueda as usual, and the caller shouted Setenta. My parter happen to be Piggy, but we din manage to execute the Setenta. So after the Rueda finish, I went up to her and volunteer to teach her Setenta. After 1 demo, I asked her if she got it.
"Orrhhh !! zhe me rong yi !!" was her reply.
This reply caught me by surprise, and it changed the image that I have of her. She said it so lively and happily; that my impression of her as a kind of shy and reserved type of gal was shattered. So I was caught at a lost of what to say, before I finally utter some reply:
"Ni zhe me cong ming, zao dian shuo ma!"
And so it started from there. Towards the end of the nite, we were seating beside each other and resting, waiting for the event to end. She just started talking, abt her driving test, her sch stuffs, whatever topic that surface. It's been some time since I know a gal who is so easy to talk.
As time goes, I think I found a gal who is a perfect complement to myself. I don't usually talk much, abt in-depth stuffs i mean. If u realise my conversations are usually superficial, I keep my tots to myself. Someone who will invoke me to talk, someone whom I'm truely at ease with when I'm with her, someone who laughs at what I say, regardless of whether it's funny or not. Isn't this reminiscent of someone? The last Min who is so dear to me.
For a while, I began to see light in Lewis' theory. The laws of natural progression finally won one over the laws of cai selection. She's special to me. But I have to let her go. Because she's not mine.
In my place, what would you do?
In my place, in my place
Were lines that I couldn't change
I was lost, oh yeah
I was lost, I was lost
Crossed lines I shouldn't have crossed
I was lost, oh yeah
Yeah, how long must you wait for him
Yeah, how long must you pay for him
Yeah, how long must you wait for him
I was scared, I was scared
Tired and underprepared
But I'll wait for you
If you go, if you go
Leave me down here on my own
Then I'll wait for you
Yeah, how long must you wait for him
Yeah, how long must you pay for him
Yeah, how long must you wait for him
Please, please, please
Come back and sing to me
To me, me
Come on and sing it out, now, now
Come on and sing it out, to me, me
Come back and sing it
In my place, in my place
Were lines that I couldn't change
I was lost, oh yeah, oh yeah...
Then at the Pavilion, we were doing Rueda as usual, and the caller shouted Setenta. My parter happen to be Piggy, but we din manage to execute the Setenta. So after the Rueda finish, I went up to her and volunteer to teach her Setenta. After 1 demo, I asked her if she got it.
"Orrhhh !! zhe me rong yi !!" was her reply.
This reply caught me by surprise, and it changed the image that I have of her. She said it so lively and happily; that my impression of her as a kind of shy and reserved type of gal was shattered. So I was caught at a lost of what to say, before I finally utter some reply:
"Ni zhe me cong ming, zao dian shuo ma!"
And so it started from there. Towards the end of the nite, we were seating beside each other and resting, waiting for the event to end. She just started talking, abt her driving test, her sch stuffs, whatever topic that surface. It's been some time since I know a gal who is so easy to talk.
As time goes, I think I found a gal who is a perfect complement to myself. I don't usually talk much, abt in-depth stuffs i mean. If u realise my conversations are usually superficial, I keep my tots to myself. Someone who will invoke me to talk, someone whom I'm truely at ease with when I'm with her, someone who laughs at what I say, regardless of whether it's funny or not. Isn't this reminiscent of someone? The last Min who is so dear to me.
For a while, I began to see light in Lewis' theory. The laws of natural progression finally won one over the laws of cai selection. She's special to me. But I have to let her go. Because she's not mine.
In my place, what would you do?
In My Place
In my place, in my place
Were lines that I couldn't change
I was lost, oh yeah
I was lost, I was lost
Crossed lines I shouldn't have crossed
I was lost, oh yeah
Yeah, how long must you wait for him
Yeah, how long must you pay for him
Yeah, how long must you wait for him
I was scared, I was scared
Tired and underprepared
But I'll wait for you
If you go, if you go
Leave me down here on my own
Then I'll wait for you
Yeah, how long must you wait for him
Yeah, how long must you pay for him
Yeah, how long must you wait for him
Please, please, please
Come back and sing to me
To me, me
Come on and sing it out, now, now
Come on and sing it out, to me, me
Come back and sing it
In my place, in my place
Were lines that I couldn't change
I was lost, oh yeah, oh yeah...
Thursday, January 11, 2007
La La
Alright folks, in the season premiere this week, we shall unveil the secret to the billion dollar question raised at last season's final episode:
What is a La La ?
This mystery has one little (oops... little again.. hehe) gal perplexed for the past 4 weeks, hardly able to get a wink of sleep at night, cos she simply must know what is a la la ! And her wish will be fulfilled tonight !
La La-s hail from the distant planet of Saturn, with it's homeland on the nineth moon of Saturn, where the atmosphere consist of 70% methane gas n 30% Calvin Klein Escape cologne.
So how does a La La look like? It's a 4 legged creature covered in white fur with black patches (imagine a cow here), somewhat resembling a rodent, abt the size of ur comp mouse. It's diet consists of CDs (Yes, CD. not VCD or DVD. Strictly CD) and 10 bottles of Vitagen a day. Upon contact with chio gals, the La La will transform into a savage, green scaly lizard-like beast which breathes fire and consumes anything in sight.
The La La-s arrive on Earth in yr 2000 during the millenium countdown planning to invade Earth and colonise us but fell prey to Dawn, whom they mistaken for a Dawnut. When they finally realise that Dawn's not a Dawnut and can't be eaten, they had lost their drive to take over Earth as they were too smitten with Dawn. (Somemore she threatened to cut off the water supply to the Vitagen factory so that they can't produce Vitagen no more) So they choose to co-exist n blend in with everything else on Earth. The La La-s made Dawn their ambassader on Earth and resides ard her vicinity. (Apparently she took them to her office as well. =|)
I tried to adopt a La La from Dawn, but it finished up all the CDs at my place in less than a week's time. Gotta return it to her now... haiz...
Well, u still want one? =)
La La-s hail from the distant planet of Saturn, with it's homeland on the nineth moon of Saturn, where the atmosphere consist of 70% methane gas n 30% Calvin Klein Escape cologne.
So how does a La La look like? It's a 4 legged creature covered in white fur with black patches (imagine a cow here), somewhat resembling a rodent, abt the size of ur comp mouse. It's diet consists of CDs (Yes, CD. not VCD or DVD. Strictly CD) and 10 bottles of Vitagen a day. Upon contact with chio gals, the La La will transform into a savage, green scaly lizard-like beast which breathes fire and consumes anything in sight.
The La La-s arrive on Earth in yr 2000 during the millenium countdown planning to invade Earth and colonise us but fell prey to Dawn, whom they mistaken for a Dawnut. When they finally realise that Dawn's not a Dawnut and can't be eaten, they had lost their drive to take over Earth as they were too smitten with Dawn. (Somemore she threatened to cut off the water supply to the Vitagen factory so that they can't produce Vitagen no more) So they choose to co-exist n blend in with everything else on Earth. The La La-s made Dawn their ambassader on Earth and resides ard her vicinity. (Apparently she took them to her office as well. =|)
I tried to adopt a La La from Dawn, but it finished up all the CDs at my place in less than a week's time. Gotta return it to her now... haiz...
Well, u still want one? =)
Wednesday, January 03, 2007
Resolutionsss...
Oh ya.... it's that time of the year to make resolutions again. Mine's rather simple.
1) Save money !!!
No more unnecessary taxi rides, no more extravagant expenditures on gals who r not worth it, no more..... eh..... I guess that's it?
2) Cut down smoking !!!
Some of u may not believe that you are seeing this. Haha. Well, it may not be very successful but at least I'm trying ok? Gimme some credit ya? Hehe. Trying to restrict myself to 6 sticks a day, just nice to fit in my ciggie case.
3) Master Salsa !!!
Haiz.. I'm such a failure.
4) Shed those kilos !!!
1997 JC 1 - Healthy 67kg. Due to basketball everyday during sec sch days
1998 JC 2 - Still healthy 70kg. Due to food outburst when I get attached
1999 NS - Lean & fit 76kg. All the training somehow made me weigh more
2000 NS - Balloon 80kg. Slacking the 2nd yr away made me balloon =
2001 Uni 1 - Unhealthy 80kg. Started my unhealthy lifestyle. Smoke n booze
2002 Uni 2 - Slim 78kg! Gasp, first time my weight gone down. Been exercising. Hehe
2003 Uni 3 - Explode 82kg. Getting attached somehow doesn't bode well for my weight
2004 Uni 4 - More 85kg. IA made me gain weight. =(
2005 Work - Slowly 87kg. The life of a working man... haiz
2006 Work - I hate working life! 100kg soon... hahaha
Optional
Find myself a gal who loves me? 爱不爱都受煎熬
1) Save money !!!
No more unnecessary taxi rides, no more extravagant expenditures on gals who r not worth it, no more..... eh..... I guess that's it?
2) Cut down smoking !!!
Some of u may not believe that you are seeing this. Haha. Well, it may not be very successful but at least I'm trying ok? Gimme some credit ya? Hehe. Trying to restrict myself to 6 sticks a day, just nice to fit in my ciggie case.
3) Master Salsa !!!
Haiz.. I'm such a failure.
4) Shed those kilos !!!
1997 JC 1 - Healthy 67kg. Due to basketball everyday during sec sch days
1998 JC 2 - Still healthy 70kg. Due to food outburst when I get attached
1999 NS - Lean & fit 76kg. All the training somehow made me weigh more
2000 NS - Balloon 80kg. Slacking the 2nd yr away made me balloon =
2001 Uni 1 - Unhealthy 80kg. Started my unhealthy lifestyle. Smoke n booze
2002 Uni 2 - Slim 78kg! Gasp, first time my weight gone down. Been exercising. Hehe
2003 Uni 3 - Explode 82kg. Getting attached somehow doesn't bode well for my weight
2004 Uni 4 - More 85kg. IA made me gain weight. =(
2005 Work - Slowly 87kg. The life of a working man... haiz
2006 Work - I hate working life! 100kg soon... hahaha
Optional
Find myself a gal who loves me? 爱不爱都受煎熬
Sunday, December 31, 2006
Festive Season
It's that time of the yr again, the time when strange things happen. That's what we concluded during JC days, when pple started falling in love in conjunction with the approach of Christmas. I dun subscribe to that theory no more, as the so-called strange things seem to happen every now and then nowadays. The thing abt Christmas is that most guys tend to "chu pattern" during this time of the yr, as it seems like a appropriate time to let the lady in question know. Even if you think you're not quite there yet in your progress, sometimes you just get caught up in the moment as the time just feels so right, you feel the spirit of love in the air and think that it might apply to you too. You'll probably end up banging the wall. Oh man.... I'm probably describing myself...
Let's have a rewind session, counting back to 1995 of how I spent my Christmas and New Yr day / eves.
1995 Christmas Eve
The most loser date in history. Organise grp outing with Hanxi, Beng Leong, Liting, Huifang and Guat Yee for a movie. (Beng Leong and Guat Yee are but decoys of coz) End up the gals pull a fast one on us and disappear for the majority of the time claiming they went "shopping".
1995 New Yr Eve
No recollection.
1996 Christmas Eve
No recollection.
1996 New Yr Eve
No recollection.
1997 Christmas Eve
97S16 class outing. The place: Clarke Quay. The gal: Sandy. Not a particularly happy nite as things just turned awkward between Sandy and me after I told her I like her. Spent the nite at Candice's place.
1997 New Yr Eve
97S16 class outing. Countdown at Suntec City fountain. We survived 1 gang fight.
1998 Christmas Eve
No recollection.
1998 New Yr Eve
No recollection.
1999 Christmas Eve
97S16 class gathering at James' place. I'm with Huimin that time but still joined the class outing though. I knew she wasn't particularly happy but then I tot I could pop by her place anytime since she stays at Sig Park that time as well.
1999 New Yr Eve
97S16 class outing. The Millenium countdown. This has got to be the most incredulous countdown party that I ever seen. The whole of Orchard Road is canned. Was supposed to be out with the class, but Huimin joined me halfway thru. I rem I was so glad I finally found her amidst the crowd at the road at Heeran as all comms were down.
2000 Christmas Eve
97S16 class gathering at James' place again. The end of our relationship is near. I can feel it.
2000 New Yr Eve
Countdown party at Sentosa with 97S16 class. 1st ever foam party!
2001 Christmas Eve
Brothers gathering at Eugene's place with Lewis in Woodlands which was still not occupied at that time.
2001 New Yr Eve
Countdown party at Sentosa with Lewis' frens.
2002 Christmas Eve
No recollection.
2002 New Yr Eve
Countdown party at Newsroom Bar with Malcolm and Casren and some other frens.
2003 Christmas Eve
Spent at home. Just broke up with Huimin. Self punishment.
2003 New Yr Eve
Countdown party at what used to be DXO with 97S16 class pple.
2004 Christmas Eve
No recollection.
2004 New Yr Eve
No recollection.
2005 Christmas Eve
No recollection.
2005 New Yr Eve
No recollection.
2006 Christmas Eve
Salsa frens gathering at Karen's place.
2006 New Yr Eve
What will it be?
That's a full 10 years recap. It's funny that it's the recent yrs outings that I've actually forgotten. Since dunno which pt in time, all these counting downs started not to mean anything to me anymore. I think it was after 2003.
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2006 Christmas Eve. This was where I was. Karen's hse. =)
Wonder y this pic look so blur. Tot's it's supposed to be taken with digi cam? Actually I also have no idea how I end up there. Just days prior to the actual day, I was talking to Lorraine at Union and casually brought up the qn of what her plans will be on Xmas eve. She told me abt the gathering at Karen's place and thus I got invited as well.
2006 New Yr Eve. This is where I was. Union Square. =)
A photo of a beast, a lala-owner and a hunk. We were all in white in support of Johnny and Karen who's taking part in the salsa competition that nite. I'm still waiting for my photos with Lorrraine, Jermaine n Miss Tng. (Lorraine! When u gonna send to me!) Was just hanging ard the sofa area while the rest were busy taking photos after the salsa comp, when from nowhere someone shouted "Hey, take photo leh! Help me take 1 with Andy!" OK, so I started happily taking photos with the babes when someone else sound out "You also nv take part in competition, how come also take so many photos!" Oops.... wahahaha...
Speaking of photos.... I'm still hoping someone will send me the photo of me and my 2 piggies taken some other nite ago...
Let's have a rewind session, counting back to 1995 of how I spent my Christmas and New Yr day / eves.
1995 Christmas Eve
The most loser date in history. Organise grp outing with Hanxi, Beng Leong, Liting, Huifang and Guat Yee for a movie. (Beng Leong and Guat Yee are but decoys of coz) End up the gals pull a fast one on us and disappear for the majority of the time claiming they went "shopping".
1995 New Yr Eve
No recollection.
1996 Christmas Eve
No recollection.
1996 New Yr Eve
No recollection.
1997 Christmas Eve
97S16 class outing. The place: Clarke Quay. The gal: Sandy. Not a particularly happy nite as things just turned awkward between Sandy and me after I told her I like her. Spent the nite at Candice's place.
1997 New Yr Eve
97S16 class outing. Countdown at Suntec City fountain. We survived 1 gang fight.
1998 Christmas Eve
No recollection.
1998 New Yr Eve
No recollection.
1999 Christmas Eve
97S16 class gathering at James' place. I'm with Huimin that time but still joined the class outing though. I knew she wasn't particularly happy but then I tot I could pop by her place anytime since she stays at Sig Park that time as well.
1999 New Yr Eve
97S16 class outing. The Millenium countdown. This has got to be the most incredulous countdown party that I ever seen. The whole of Orchard Road is canned. Was supposed to be out with the class, but Huimin joined me halfway thru. I rem I was so glad I finally found her amidst the crowd at the road at Heeran as all comms were down.
2000 Christmas Eve
97S16 class gathering at James' place again. The end of our relationship is near. I can feel it.
2000 New Yr Eve
Countdown party at Sentosa with 97S16 class. 1st ever foam party!
2001 Christmas Eve
Brothers gathering at Eugene's place with Lewis in Woodlands which was still not occupied at that time.
2001 New Yr Eve
Countdown party at Sentosa with Lewis' frens.
2002 Christmas Eve
No recollection.
2002 New Yr Eve
Countdown party at Newsroom Bar with Malcolm and Casren and some other frens.
2003 Christmas Eve
Spent at home. Just broke up with Huimin. Self punishment.
2003 New Yr Eve
Countdown party at what used to be DXO with 97S16 class pple.
2004 Christmas Eve
No recollection.
2004 New Yr Eve
No recollection.
2005 Christmas Eve
No recollection.
2005 New Yr Eve
No recollection.
2006 Christmas Eve
Salsa frens gathering at Karen's place.
2006 New Yr Eve
What will it be?
That's a full 10 years recap. It's funny that it's the recent yrs outings that I've actually forgotten. Since dunno which pt in time, all these counting downs started not to mean anything to me anymore. I think it was after 2003.
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2006 Christmas Eve. This was where I was. Karen's hse. =)
Wonder y this pic look so blur. Tot's it's supposed to be taken with digi cam? Actually I also have no idea how I end up there. Just days prior to the actual day, I was talking to Lorraine at Union and casually brought up the qn of what her plans will be on Xmas eve. She told me abt the gathering at Karen's place and thus I got invited as well.
2006 New Yr Eve. This is where I was. Union Square. =)
A photo of a beast, a lala-owner and a hunk. We were all in white in support of Johnny and Karen who's taking part in the salsa competition that nite. I'm still waiting for my photos with Lorrraine, Jermaine n Miss Tng. (Lorraine! When u gonna send to me!) Was just hanging ard the sofa area while the rest were busy taking photos after the salsa comp, when from nowhere someone shouted "Hey, take photo leh! Help me take 1 with Andy!" OK, so I started happily taking photos with the babes when someone else sound out "You also nv take part in competition, how come also take so many photos!" Oops.... wahahaha...
Speaking of photos.... I'm still hoping someone will send me the photo of me and my 2 piggies taken some other nite ago...
Sunday, November 26, 2006
Jasmine
I met Jasmine finally after knowing her online for 2 years.
We got aquainted during the time while I was under attachment for Hart Engineering, doing Bangala work at Harbor Front building the Caribbean. We used to exchange msgs on Friendster, and all the talk abt meeting up but ntg was realised in the end. Then the exchange sort of ended and it became just an occasional msg or sms now n then.
I was at Union last nite but it ended sort of early for the pple I knew. Everybody went back at ard 12 plus and it left me with ntg to do on a Sat nite. This is SIMPLY unacceptable! I tot of going down to Zouk to join Eugene but it was already 1 plus when I got there n I have no idea how long he was gonna stay there. So I just tried my luck n asked Jasmine whether she's hanging out anywhere that nite.
It so happened that she was at Dbl O and so I decide to pop by and say a belated Hi which finally came abt 2 yrs late.
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Well, just to satisfy 1 curious little gal named Audrey...
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The sms exchange went as such:
Me "U happen to be in Sg tonite?"
Jas "Yea. Dbl O"
Me "What time does the place close?"
Jas "4am"
Me "Do you think it's convenient for me to pop by and say hi?"
Jas "Up to u. Hee.."
Me "Alrite, I'll reach in a while"
The tot that she might be there with 1 big grp of frens and my appearance there would be so awkward out of place did flash across my mind for a min. But the counter argument that I'll have to go home shd I decide not to join her pushed it out of my mind. Anyway, I was in my PR mood that nite, the feeling that I can take on the world regardless of what it threw at me. So what's the big deal with meeting a few new pple and doing some PR-ing? (Just for info, I dun like PR-ing for the most part) Anyway, it's retro nite at Dbl O. Keke.
I reached there at ard 245am, pretty not worth it to enter a club at this kinda time. But then again, it's like: fuck it lah, just go in. It isn't easy trying to spot someone whom u have nv met b4 at a club. (It's already hard even if u're trying to spot someone u KNOW, duh)
Me "I'm in Dbl O already. Where will u be?"
Jas "I'm near the dance floor in front of the bar counter"
After several rounds in n out of the dancefloor, I still can't find the elusive Jasmine. Impossible! The dancefloor seems hardly big enough to conceal a babe like Jasmine. Seems my chiobu radar is malfunctioning. Rather than running ard like a headless chicken, looking for a gal I've nv met b4, I decided on the next best course of action. Which is...
Me "Eh... it's kinda hard to find u considering that we've nv met b4. What ya wearing? I'm in a black polo top"
Jas "I'm on the center platform. Wearing a denim dress"
Ok, the direction seems clear enough. So off I go to hunt for a denim skirt. The gals must think I'm pyscho, kept peering at them legs. The few denim skirt gals all doesn't seem to fit the bill, and the platform isn't really that damn a big place to hide. Perplexed.... n I read the sms again. Denim DRESS. Fuck. Bobo me.
So finally we met. The guy in the black polo and the gal in denim skirt. She's actually there with only 1 other gal fren, which makes things a lot more relaxed for me. Though I can see a lot of guys has been hitting on them already. We stayed at the dancefloor for a while more, and then moved back to the table to rest a bit. My old bones aren't like what they used to be in my 20s. Haha. Gotta grease them properly shd I not wana hear creaking sounds the next day.
A guy with a sizeable belly and a balding pate appeared at the table and started chatting them up. I just kept a distance and dance my stuff while they chat and b4 long it's bedtime for Jas. I offered to fetch her home but she declined. So off I went n..... that's that?
The above account have been juicified to pacify little Audrey's sense of curiousity. Just for the records, she's attached. So dun think too much here ya?
We got aquainted during the time while I was under attachment for Hart Engineering, doing Bangala work at Harbor Front building the Caribbean. We used to exchange msgs on Friendster, and all the talk abt meeting up but ntg was realised in the end. Then the exchange sort of ended and it became just an occasional msg or sms now n then.
I was at Union last nite but it ended sort of early for the pple I knew. Everybody went back at ard 12 plus and it left me with ntg to do on a Sat nite. This is SIMPLY unacceptable! I tot of going down to Zouk to join Eugene but it was already 1 plus when I got there n I have no idea how long he was gonna stay there. So I just tried my luck n asked Jasmine whether she's hanging out anywhere that nite.
It so happened that she was at Dbl O and so I decide to pop by and say a belated Hi which finally came abt 2 yrs late.
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Well, just to satisfy 1 curious little gal named Audrey...
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The sms exchange went as such:
Me "U happen to be in Sg tonite?"
Jas "Yea. Dbl O"
Me "What time does the place close?"
Jas "4am"
Me "Do you think it's convenient for me to pop by and say hi?"
Jas "Up to u. Hee.."
Me "Alrite, I'll reach in a while"
The tot that she might be there with 1 big grp of frens and my appearance there would be so awkward out of place did flash across my mind for a min. But the counter argument that I'll have to go home shd I decide not to join her pushed it out of my mind. Anyway, I was in my PR mood that nite, the feeling that I can take on the world regardless of what it threw at me. So what's the big deal with meeting a few new pple and doing some PR-ing? (Just for info, I dun like PR-ing for the most part) Anyway, it's retro nite at Dbl O. Keke.
I reached there at ard 245am, pretty not worth it to enter a club at this kinda time. But then again, it's like: fuck it lah, just go in. It isn't easy trying to spot someone whom u have nv met b4 at a club. (It's already hard even if u're trying to spot someone u KNOW, duh)
Me "I'm in Dbl O already. Where will u be?"
Jas "I'm near the dance floor in front of the bar counter"
After several rounds in n out of the dancefloor, I still can't find the elusive Jasmine. Impossible! The dancefloor seems hardly big enough to conceal a babe like Jasmine. Seems my chiobu radar is malfunctioning. Rather than running ard like a headless chicken, looking for a gal I've nv met b4, I decided on the next best course of action. Which is...
Me "Eh... it's kinda hard to find u considering that we've nv met b4. What ya wearing? I'm in a black polo top"
Jas "I'm on the center platform. Wearing a denim dress"
Ok, the direction seems clear enough. So off I go to hunt for a denim skirt. The gals must think I'm pyscho, kept peering at them legs. The few denim skirt gals all doesn't seem to fit the bill, and the platform isn't really that damn a big place to hide. Perplexed.... n I read the sms again. Denim DRESS. Fuck. Bobo me.
So finally we met. The guy in the black polo and the gal in denim skirt. She's actually there with only 1 other gal fren, which makes things a lot more relaxed for me. Though I can see a lot of guys has been hitting on them already. We stayed at the dancefloor for a while more, and then moved back to the table to rest a bit. My old bones aren't like what they used to be in my 20s. Haha. Gotta grease them properly shd I not wana hear creaking sounds the next day.
A guy with a sizeable belly and a balding pate appeared at the table and started chatting them up. I just kept a distance and dance my stuff while they chat and b4 long it's bedtime for Jas. I offered to fetch her home but she declined. So off I went n..... that's that?
The above account have been juicified to pacify little Audrey's sense of curiousity. Just for the records, she's attached. So dun think too much here ya?
Friday, November 17, 2006
Funny Aircraft Business
Yest morning while I was on the cab to work, the typical cabbie was babbling happily away while I sat in the backseat, trying to appear I'm listening but my mind was actually maybe miles away thinking of some pretty gals, when he suddenly mentioned sth abt USA President and road closure.
I gathered whatever attention I can in that moment, and took in the cabbie's babbling which is : George Bush had landed in Singapore and that Air Force One is currently parked at Paya Lebar Airbase. Read from 1 of the Dan Brown novel that Air Force One is actually 1 humongous fuck of a plane, in an attempt to intimidate any visitors who r "invited" to tea on board Air Force One. Dunno how true it that.
Anyway, kinda intersting to know that George Bush's plane is currently parked opposite my workplace.
Sth funny which has occured a few times lately. There is this taxi-way linking Paya Lebar Airbase to my workplace, for those planes which are to be serviced to drive over into the hangars. the taxi-way cuts across the road and so there's a huge gate which will open up and stop the traffic on the road. Last week, I've received 2 phonecalls while at my work desk, to open the gate cos the planes are coming across. Duh....... ask me to open the gate??? Maybe next time I should ask them what's the actual number to call. Just for curiousity's sake.
I gathered whatever attention I can in that moment, and took in the cabbie's babbling which is : George Bush had landed in Singapore and that Air Force One is currently parked at Paya Lebar Airbase. Read from 1 of the Dan Brown novel that Air Force One is actually 1 humongous fuck of a plane, in an attempt to intimidate any visitors who r "invited" to tea on board Air Force One. Dunno how true it that.
Anyway, kinda intersting to know that George Bush's plane is currently parked opposite my workplace.
Sth funny which has occured a few times lately. There is this taxi-way linking Paya Lebar Airbase to my workplace, for those planes which are to be serviced to drive over into the hangars. the taxi-way cuts across the road and so there's a huge gate which will open up and stop the traffic on the road. Last week, I've received 2 phonecalls while at my work desk, to open the gate cos the planes are coming across. Duh....... ask me to open the gate??? Maybe next time I should ask them what's the actual number to call. Just for curiousity's sake.
Wednesday, November 15, 2006
Tuesday, November 14, 2006
死性不改
<死性不改>
再见了我的宠爱
谁愿意受这种意外
你赞我天生可爱
不愿看着我离开
同伴也话我傻 喜欢受挫
宁愿情敌在伤我
人天生根本都不可以爱死身边的一个
无奈你最够刺激我 凡事也治倒我
几多黑心的教唆 我亦捱得过
来煽风来点火 就击倒我么
谁恋爱就多障碍 死性我不想改
如我没有你的爱 我无法活得来
情人的存在 是我从来都志在
能在我拱手让爱
我怕可一不可再
难道你被爱都有害
我确信天真不会错
威力会移山填海
同伴也话我傻 喜欢受挫
宁愿情敌在伤我
再见了我的宠爱
谁愿意受这种意外
你赞我天生可爱
不愿看着我离开
同伴也话我傻 喜欢受挫
宁愿情敌在伤我
人天生根本都不可以爱死身边的一个
无奈你最够刺激我 凡事也治倒我
几多黑心的教唆 我亦捱得过
来煽风来点火 就击倒我么
谁恋爱就多障碍 死性我不想改
如我没有你的爱 我无法活得来
情人的存在 是我从来都志在
能在我拱手让爱
我怕可一不可再
难道你被爱都有害
我确信天真不会错
威力会移山填海
同伴也话我傻 喜欢受挫
宁愿情敌在伤我
Monday, November 13, 2006
Double O Mania Again
I got a last min call to go down to Dbl O last Fri nite, together with Club 58 pple. Just as well, since nowadays, I always find myself wondering where I can go towards the ending hours of work on Fridays. The plan was initially Union Square (again!), but guessed everyone wanted to prevent an overdose as we'll prob be there again on Sat nite.
Alright. Clubbing. The main nite activity on weekend nites before Salsa came into the picture. After that, it was all Salsa Salsa Salsa... I feel shd have an equal balance with both. Prob can organise a clubbing outing on every alternate week, coupled with a KTV outing on every other week. That would sound like a good mix of Salsa, Clubbing, KTV, along with any other activity there might be.
We had quite a good turn-out, Jermaine, Lorraine, Serene, Karen, Christine, Josephine, Evelyn, Cedric, both Jeremys, Lawrence, Ryan, Jerry, etc. And it was only when I was there n they announced it's a drink-till-u-drop nite. Shucks... n I was driving. Well, my last resort is to engage a driver shd I really drop. Haha. But it turn out that the ladies are the ones to drop. N pretty fast at that. I think the killer was the 8 lambos that i ordered. Cedric had 1, I had 1, Serene had 1, Jermaine n Josephine shared 1, Christine n Evelyn shared 1, Lorraine n Karen shared 1, Serene n I shared another 1, n dunno who had the last 1.
Salsa babes at Double O. Lorraine & Karen
I'm a happy man. =)
I think my liquor level has improved quite a bit from my clubbing days in the past. I used to need to make a conscious effort in order to keep myself sober, and in control of things while clubbing. The only time which I actually zonked out was when I was at China Black with Eugene and Weian. Dunno what happened but I ended up puking outside; This marked the 1st time I ever puked while clubbing. But nowadays, I simply just let go and drink. And so far not once have I been so far gone that I can't be in control.
There was a table of young kiddos beside our table, and they were having a birthday celebration for a hot gal of 18 yrs old. Moments later, I saw her being carried out of the toilet with a fren on each side. Who's to know that's to happen to our grp as well, as Karen zonked out soon after that. She took a pretty long time in the washroom, but eventually we managed to move her to someone's car to be ferried to Club 58 for her to sober up b4 she goes home.
Alright. Clubbing. The main nite activity on weekend nites before Salsa came into the picture. After that, it was all Salsa Salsa Salsa... I feel shd have an equal balance with both. Prob can organise a clubbing outing on every alternate week, coupled with a KTV outing on every other week. That would sound like a good mix of Salsa, Clubbing, KTV, along with any other activity there might be.
We had quite a good turn-out, Jermaine, Lorraine, Serene, Karen, Christine, Josephine, Evelyn, Cedric, both Jeremys, Lawrence, Ryan, Jerry, etc. And it was only when I was there n they announced it's a drink-till-u-drop nite. Shucks... n I was driving. Well, my last resort is to engage a driver shd I really drop. Haha. But it turn out that the ladies are the ones to drop. N pretty fast at that. I think the killer was the 8 lambos that i ordered. Cedric had 1, I had 1, Serene had 1, Jermaine n Josephine shared 1, Christine n Evelyn shared 1, Lorraine n Karen shared 1, Serene n I shared another 1, n dunno who had the last 1.
Salsa babes at Double O. Lorraine & Karen
I'm a happy man. =)I think my liquor level has improved quite a bit from my clubbing days in the past. I used to need to make a conscious effort in order to keep myself sober, and in control of things while clubbing. The only time which I actually zonked out was when I was at China Black with Eugene and Weian. Dunno what happened but I ended up puking outside; This marked the 1st time I ever puked while clubbing. But nowadays, I simply just let go and drink. And so far not once have I been so far gone that I can't be in control.
There was a table of young kiddos beside our table, and they were having a birthday celebration for a hot gal of 18 yrs old. Moments later, I saw her being carried out of the toilet with a fren on each side. Who's to know that's to happen to our grp as well, as Karen zonked out soon after that. She took a pretty long time in the washroom, but eventually we managed to move her to someone's car to be ferried to Club 58 for her to sober up b4 she goes home.
Biggest Rueda Circle!
This post is going to be a bit outdated but nonetheless, I feel that it's sth significant to blog abt. The Biggest Rueda Circle in the world! The Singapore International Salsa Festival was held at Pasir Ris in mid-Oct and the 1 occasion which I'm really interested in is the attempt to break the Biggest Rueda Circle record in the Guiness Book of Records.
The previous record stands at 173 couples with 5 different commands, established in Miami at dunno when. But when we were all gathered in the temporary tent at Pasir Ris, there were only abt 140+ couples ready. Initially, the list of Rueda commands was a long list comprising of almost the whole of Rueda1 and Rueda2 commands. But due to the apparent lack of participants (too many pple dunno too many of the commands), the list was greatly reduced to abt the commands taught in the 1st 2 lessons of Rueda1.
Well, this is for the Guiness Book of Records right? So there has to be some officials ard to document it ain't it? Yeah right, here comes the interesting part. There was this creature sitting atop the stage, dressed in a shiny blue mid-riff baring top, with matching pants. Tot she looked like a clown from a circus. Later was I to know that she is actually the infamous Edie the Salsa Freak. (Argh... what's with the clownish attire?) She was actually at Miami when the last record was set. Next there was this little balding man standing on the stage as well, who was announced to be 1 of the officials representing Guiness Book of Records. I tot he looked more like 1 of the ah peh drinking Guiness stout at kopitiams, rather than from Guiness Book of Records. It does make it all looks a bit not-so-official. Keke.
There were apparently some restrictions in trying to break the record. The Rueda Circle must not be broken, n if it did, we r only given 2 chances to attempt to break it. After what seemed like a good hour of networking, (pple were attempting last min calls to gather enough pple to break the record) and gals changing roles to become guys, we finally gotten enough couples. Total of 176 couples, executing 10 different Rueda moves in 3min 44 sec.
Hooray! We broke the record. =)
But couple of days later, I chanced upon the 2006 Guiness Book of Records at Kinokuniya. Under the category of Mass Participation, I couldn't find a Biggest Rueda Circle recorded. =(
The previous record stands at 173 couples with 5 different commands, established in Miami at dunno when. But when we were all gathered in the temporary tent at Pasir Ris, there were only abt 140+ couples ready. Initially, the list of Rueda commands was a long list comprising of almost the whole of Rueda1 and Rueda2 commands. But due to the apparent lack of participants (too many pple dunno too many of the commands), the list was greatly reduced to abt the commands taught in the 1st 2 lessons of Rueda1.
Well, this is for the Guiness Book of Records right? So there has to be some officials ard to document it ain't it? Yeah right, here comes the interesting part. There was this creature sitting atop the stage, dressed in a shiny blue mid-riff baring top, with matching pants. Tot she looked like a clown from a circus. Later was I to know that she is actually the infamous Edie the Salsa Freak. (Argh... what's with the clownish attire?) She was actually at Miami when the last record was set. Next there was this little balding man standing on the stage as well, who was announced to be 1 of the officials representing Guiness Book of Records. I tot he looked more like 1 of the ah peh drinking Guiness stout at kopitiams, rather than from Guiness Book of Records. It does make it all looks a bit not-so-official. Keke.
There were apparently some restrictions in trying to break the record. The Rueda Circle must not be broken, n if it did, we r only given 2 chances to attempt to break it. After what seemed like a good hour of networking, (pple were attempting last min calls to gather enough pple to break the record) and gals changing roles to become guys, we finally gotten enough couples. Total of 176 couples, executing 10 different Rueda moves in 3min 44 sec.
Hooray! We broke the record. =)
But couple of days later, I chanced upon the 2006 Guiness Book of Records at Kinokuniya. Under the category of Mass Participation, I couldn't find a Biggest Rueda Circle recorded. =(
Tuesday, October 24, 2006
The Great Bohlwinkel
I like to make u happy u know? But I dunno how long I can sustain this. How long I can sustain before I could finally take it no longer. How long I can sustain before I do a premature showhand, bang wall, n pull the disappearing act all over again. Yes, the famed disappearing act that I have pulled over n over again. Because I've got no heart....
Sunday, October 15, 2006
Series Of Unfortunate Event
A stroke of bad luck befallen me lately. On my 1st day back to work after Chengdu, I reached the office, open up my laptop bag and realised my laptop charger isn't in the bag. I tot I prob dropped it on the floor at home, cos I remembered opening up my laptop when I reached home that nite. Alas, the damned contraption wasn't lying on any part of the floor at home. So recalling further, the last time I opened up my laptop bag was back in the airport at Chengdu while waiting for the flight. Fuck. There it goes...
And today while I was out and happened to flip thru my wallet, I realised 1 of my credit card wasn't at where it's supposed to be! Hell! I made a quick call to block the card, and checked if some bugger's already used it for any purchases. Luckily the last transaction was still a few days back. And recalling, the last time I used the card was to pay for my hotel bills in Chengdu. Double fuck. There it goes again...
What's more surprising, I lost them without even the slightest knowledge or afterthought of where I could possibly have left it. It's just not like me to be like this. Unless some little bastard has been pinching things from me right under my very nose? Haha.
Let it stop here pls?
And today while I was out and happened to flip thru my wallet, I realised 1 of my credit card wasn't at where it's supposed to be! Hell! I made a quick call to block the card, and checked if some bugger's already used it for any purchases. Luckily the last transaction was still a few days back. And recalling, the last time I used the card was to pay for my hotel bills in Chengdu. Double fuck. There it goes again...
What's more surprising, I lost them without even the slightest knowledge or afterthought of where I could possibly have left it. It's just not like me to be like this. Unless some little bastard has been pinching things from me right under my very nose? Haha.
Let it stop here pls?
Amusing Events In China
Just a brief recap of some amusing incidents which I witnessed in China lately
On my previous trip to Shanghai, I was in a cab with Honghui on the expressway when the cab came to an abrupt halt, and started to crawl along at a snail's pace. At first, I tot it was ntg more than just another rogue vehicle abrupting changing lane. But when I peered out the front, here's what I saw:
There was a balding old man trotting along, with eyes closed and 1 hand held in a praying posture, slowly ambling across the road, oblivious to all vehicles waiting for him to make his journey to the other side of the road. WTF? Close ur eyes and pray to Buddha that u dun get knocked down while u cross the road???
But then again, I have come up with 3 theories on road-crossing techniques in Shanghai.
1) Regardless of any traffic regulating instruments / objects / officers, the idea is to just get across the road without getting urself killed. All other things doesn't come into consideration.
2) Zebra crossings (or so as they are known in Singapore) in Shanghai r but just a guideline telling u where u can possible attempt to cross the road. U try crossing like u do in Singapore will likely see u sprawled on the grd 3 feet from where u stood moments ago.
3) Here's what we are taught in pri sch:
Look right. Look left. Look right again and cross the road.
Here's what will happen if you practise this in Shanghai:
Look right. (traffic clear) Look left. (traffic clear) Look right again (traffic seems clear) and cross the road. (U get knocked down)
All thanks to the left-hand drive system in China.
And on my recent trip to Chengdu, while walking back to our hotel with Honghui and Carrie after lunch, here's what I saw:
There was a little gal of abt 3 or 4 yrs old, kneeling on the side of the road, holding a chopper (yes, the kind of meat cleaver which we use to chop tir ba in the market) attempting to cut some grass. (Who the hell knows what kind of valuable shit is in the grass?) Must they go to this extent???
Haiz.... China.
A little sth on my 1st Chengdu trip. Well, Chengdu beats Shanghai hands down in terms of the babe factor. The cai spotting rate along a normal street is abt 1 per 5 min. Some pics.... not of cais though. hahaha.
On my previous trip to Shanghai, I was in a cab with Honghui on the expressway when the cab came to an abrupt halt, and started to crawl along at a snail's pace. At first, I tot it was ntg more than just another rogue vehicle abrupting changing lane. But when I peered out the front, here's what I saw:
There was a balding old man trotting along, with eyes closed and 1 hand held in a praying posture, slowly ambling across the road, oblivious to all vehicles waiting for him to make his journey to the other side of the road. WTF? Close ur eyes and pray to Buddha that u dun get knocked down while u cross the road???
But then again, I have come up with 3 theories on road-crossing techniques in Shanghai.
1) Regardless of any traffic regulating instruments / objects / officers, the idea is to just get across the road without getting urself killed. All other things doesn't come into consideration.
2) Zebra crossings (or so as they are known in Singapore) in Shanghai r but just a guideline telling u where u can possible attempt to cross the road. U try crossing like u do in Singapore will likely see u sprawled on the grd 3 feet from where u stood moments ago.
3) Here's what we are taught in pri sch:
Look right. Look left. Look right again and cross the road.
Here's what will happen if you practise this in Shanghai:
Look right. (traffic clear) Look left. (traffic clear) Look right again (traffic seems clear) and cross the road. (U get knocked down)
All thanks to the left-hand drive system in China.
And on my recent trip to Chengdu, while walking back to our hotel with Honghui and Carrie after lunch, here's what I saw:
There was a little gal of abt 3 or 4 yrs old, kneeling on the side of the road, holding a chopper (yes, the kind of meat cleaver which we use to chop tir ba in the market) attempting to cut some grass. (Who the hell knows what kind of valuable shit is in the grass?) Must they go to this extent???
Haiz.... China.
A little sth on my 1st Chengdu trip. Well, Chengdu beats Shanghai hands down in terms of the babe factor. The cai spotting rate along a normal street is abt 1 per 5 min. Some pics.... not of cais though. hahaha.
A building beside my customer's premise along a secluded road in a secluded area which is devoid of much activites in the day time.
My new fren in Chengdu. A really nice gal, who brought me out on my 2nd nite in Chengdu which I have to spent alone otherwise. We went to this place called "Jin Li Gu Jie", loosely interpreted as Jin Li ancient street. It's a short stretch of road in which all the buildings look like they came out from a period drama show on tv. I half expected to see a "dian xiao-er" wearing their "chun min" hat appear in the shops.
The pub which we hanged out at at Jin Li Gu Jie. We were on the 2nd floor of the building, which looked like a "ke zhan" on the exterior, but pretty modern in the interior. Really dark and cosy feeling.
My fave activity during army times! Wayang! =P
Sunday, October 08, 2006
Hazy Days, Hazy Memories
I see blurry images and hazy skies when I step out of the house nowadays. After a good 10 yrs, I smell the familiar scent of the polluted air again. The scent.... beings me back a good 10 yrs, back in 1997...
It was JC1, when I was with Xiaowei. It was going towards the end of our relationship as well, sometime around Aug or Sep. Not that I still hold any feelings towards that, just that the familiar scent of the hazy airs inevitably causes me to reminiscene about the past. I would used to take the train back with her to AMK everytime we go out, and we'll walk along the walkway alongside the MRT track to her hse. Then while she goes up, I'll make my way to the overhead bridge and see her till she goes in her hse. Then I'll slowly make my way back on the same walkway, the familiarity of this routine so deeply entrenched in my mind that even till now, it is still so hauntingly clear, like it was just yesterday.
Well, my first relationship may not be the most memorable, but it sure did teach me 1 impt lesson, that is the balance between girlfriend and friends. We started out as frens who hang out together in 1 clique, but after we got together, we gradually isolated ourselves from the clique. I guess this is a natural phenomenon, either by choice or by circumstance, that couples will generally isolate themselves. Furthermore, the class' efforts to leave us to ourselves add to the effect. We got tgoether in Feb, and before long ard sometime in May, it had made me fell out with Eugene. (This has got to be the most ridiculous event that ever happened now that I think back on it. Imagine a gal being jealous of a guy fren? WTF?)
It was JC1, when I was with Xiaowei. It was going towards the end of our relationship as well, sometime around Aug or Sep. Not that I still hold any feelings towards that, just that the familiar scent of the hazy airs inevitably causes me to reminiscene about the past. I would used to take the train back with her to AMK everytime we go out, and we'll walk along the walkway alongside the MRT track to her hse. Then while she goes up, I'll make my way to the overhead bridge and see her till she goes in her hse. Then I'll slowly make my way back on the same walkway, the familiarity of this routine so deeply entrenched in my mind that even till now, it is still so hauntingly clear, like it was just yesterday.
Well, my first relationship may not be the most memorable, but it sure did teach me 1 impt lesson, that is the balance between girlfriend and friends. We started out as frens who hang out together in 1 clique, but after we got together, we gradually isolated ourselves from the clique. I guess this is a natural phenomenon, either by choice or by circumstance, that couples will generally isolate themselves. Furthermore, the class' efforts to leave us to ourselves add to the effect. We got tgoether in Feb, and before long ard sometime in May, it had made me fell out with Eugene. (This has got to be the most ridiculous event that ever happened now that I think back on it. Imagine a gal being jealous of a guy fren? WTF?)
Monday, September 18, 2006
Pics Are Up
I realised that I seldom post photos on my blog. It kinda makes it a boring blog with only endless rows n rows of words abt my love life. (It's quite troublesome to post pics ya know? And after that gotta caption it properly and ensure all the settings are aligned) Well, lemme just edit and insert in some photos along the way. U might catch some new photos if u bother to scroll thru some of the previous entries new pics. =)
Hmm.. I seem to have totally detached from Salsa already, after my last Shanghai trip, especially after Union last nite. Well, this trip caused me to miss 2 of 4 Rueda3 lessons, effectively forcing me to drop out of class. So now I gotta wait for the upcoming batch of Rueda1 class to reach Rueda3 before I can join. And in the meantime, I'm neither here nor there. My Rueda class pple are already joining the expert Rueda grp, which I dun think I can join in yet. Plus I'm not really familiar with the now Rueda1 class pple. Shucks...
Hmm.. I seem to have totally detached from Salsa already, after my last Shanghai trip, especially after Union last nite. Well, this trip caused me to miss 2 of 4 Rueda3 lessons, effectively forcing me to drop out of class. So now I gotta wait for the upcoming batch of Rueda1 class to reach Rueda3 before I can join. And in the meantime, I'm neither here nor there. My Rueda class pple are already joining the expert Rueda grp, which I dun think I can join in yet. Plus I'm not really familiar with the now Rueda1 class pple. Shucks...
Sunday, September 17, 2006
Shanghai Grand-EST
I'm back from my longest Shanghai trip to date, 9 days including the weekends. It was truly a good experience this time round, and it finally got me around to loving Shanghai. I was there with Honghui and Kelvin to set up the warehouse for our new program there. On the 1st nite there after we finish work, we had our dinner at Hooters Shanghai. I'm not even going to try to compare it with Hooters Singapore (which actually feels more like Hooters Malaysia to me) because this is way higher up there. This was actually the 2nd time I been to the place, but the difference lies in going there alone n going with a crowd. When ya alone, they hardly even stop by to talk with u.
We had our dinner there, and hung ard for a drink after that, while the waitresses on and off stop by to chat with us. We survey them for any nice places to hang out and managed to compile a long list which we put to good use on the forecoming weekend. There were a total of 6 active waitresses doing the serving and we have to end up with the least impressive gal of the lot. So much for luck. Well, let the photos do the talking...
We had our dinner there, and hung ard for a drink after that, while the waitresses on and off stop by to chat with us. We survey them for any nice places to hang out and managed to compile a long list which we put to good use on the forecoming weekend. There were a total of 6 active waitresses doing the serving and we have to end up with the least impressive gal of the lot. So much for luck. Well, let the photos do the talking...
Our first photo was with this tanned-looking babe, Mandy who looks rather un-chinese but sure as hell is voluptuous. Shucks, I closed my eyes. So gotta take another shot...
Erm... and I closed my eyes again. = Alright, I'm gonna start counting. (Blinking rate : 2/2 now)
Alright, this is arguably the best of the lot, Ava. (Note the 2 grossly overweight spanish looking dudes in the backgrd? They were pretty impressive, finishing 2 bottles of Absolut Vodka by themselves.)
Ava again, with Kelvin n myself. A nicely taken pic. =)
This is Shirley, the waitress designated to our table. I blinked again. = (Blink rate : 3/5)
This is Kelvin after getting con into buying a shirt there with all the gals' signatures. From left: Mandy, Ariel (the little mermaid?) Ava, Bella, Kelvin, Shirley and Vera.
All in all, Hooters is a place for cheap thrills. Not much variety of food, but plenty of entertainment abound. The 2nd nite there, we were ready to let out hair down and party. I mean come on, it's fri nite after all. We worked our asses off in the day, party time at nite. We decided to check out 1 of the recommendations by the Hooters gals, at Fu Xing Garden, called Guan Di. Pretty weird to have a chinese name for a club, but apart from that it doesn't affect me much.
We had quite a grp. Besides Honghui, Kelvin and myself, we asked along Jasmine the Airbus rep from our new program, Stella our storekeeper in Shanghai and Xiao Tong from our import/export company in Shanghai. We were there pretty early, but still all the tables are reserved. We are only allocated the bar counter seats, with a goondu bar tender who eyes us suspiciously. The music they r playing r more along the line of R&B and hip hop. So there r the occasional poseurs with really flashy dress sense. But as the nite goes on, my eyes widen with disbelief. I would say the average rating of the gals there is at least a 7/10. Seriously, this is the 1st time I seen so many chio chinese gals clubbing at 1 premise. Well, to be precise, they are of all sorts of nationality actually. I went on a qie-ing spree, and the majority which caught my attention are actually from Korea and Taiwan. Well, despite the abundance of cais, 1 general rule still stands: Chio cais are dao. It's either they r dao, or they have equally chio frens who r dao, or they r all dao.
I got pretty tipsy towards the end of the nite n snoozed till late afternoon the following day. Honghui decided to take us for a tour of Shanghai's main tourist attraction, Cheng Huang Miao, the next day. I was still in pretty much of a daze, walking thru the place in a zombie-like manner. After that, we rested up in the hotel, and when nite comes, readied ourselves for another nites out. We decided to check out this place called Babyface which has 2 premise in Shanghai. Our first attempt leads us down a dark n secluded alley, with ladies outside empty looking bars egging us to check out their bars. Looks like real cosy places on a rather chilly nite, but I can't help but to feel the sleaze in the air.
Well, abundance of pubs along the stretch of road, but just could not locate the one which we r looking for. Ok, move to alternate baseplate location. Babyface 2. Alright, Babyface 2 is situated at a more city area but we were pretty much disappointed by what happened within. Again, even though we reached at 8plus. they do not have a table available for us. And to even sit at the bar counter would require us to open a bottle. And worse still, even the bar counter seats are all taken. Bah! So we have 3 choices: 1) stand ard and look like idiots while waiting for a table to be available 2) go to the nearest 7-11 n gulp down some booze and come back just in time for the music 3) Switch to alternate baseplate location again. Finally we chose option 3, and we returned to.... where else but Guan Di. =
It din seem all that bad, cos we remembered from yest there were posters advertising that tonite would be a school ger party nite. So we can be expecting ladies coming in sch uniforms. (Does it start to sound like some sort of Jap fetish already?) So... ya gonna ask: Were there sch gals??? Hmm.. indeed there are, but the majority r actually the promoters there. It's a combined event with iPod, so thru-out the nite there r some gals in sch uniform pretending to listen to their iPod and grooving to the music. The 2nd nite din turn out to be half as fun as the 1st nite. Mostly cos I was pretty dormant, prob not high enough like the previous nite. Eventually we left with a bland taste in our mouth.
Well, the highlights are during the weekends. Weekdays are just work except for a farewell party we had on the eve of Kelvin's departure. Heh heh. Overall, my expenses r thru the roof, and I fell in love with xiao long bao. =) Another trip which will see me spend the weekend there coming up the week after. Oh man...
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