wmp: the ataris, the night that the lights went out in nyc

the week of the course got off on a pretty bad start when i fell ill on the last day of preprations for the course. i made my way home through the rainy weather after a bout of apologies for my absence in the office and still feeling really bad thereafter when jj & jb were still by the photocopy machine making god damn copy after copy of publications.

after two panadols i went to bed at 37.7 degrees worried about pulling through the next day but woke up feeling faster, stronger, all ready to go. i felt it was quite a miracle.

i made it through the week with coughs and a general weakness. the weekend was a relieve. my dad drove us out on saturday night and the aimless drive late out in the night on deserted roads through the stillness of the night brought us to the night safari. after realising that there was a 50% off the admission only when you print out and present a voucher to them and though it made not much of sense to me, we didn't mind coming back the following night. it was quite an experience observing the myraid of nocturnal animals at such close quarters especially coming face to face, all of a sudden, with a bat. hanging by a branch. unshackled.

the tiresome course resumed after the weekend was tragically over. a couple of us stayed over in the office because of the late training programme. we took out a deck of cards and the night dragged on. the card tricks were very impressive. closing in on 2am i passed out in a sleeping bag on the table and woke up when warrant P walked in and it was the start of another beautifuck day...

while making our ways down to the warehouse, jj and i chanced upon the yellow lamborghini that many from around the camp were talking about and i guess naturally so. it was quite a sight to behold...

perhaps its life in the office but these days i tend to jump around more than usual, with maybe a few short punches, kicks even. i've thought it might have been short bursts of unexpended energy just to prevent a sort of overload. not that i can expend engery in a way that doesn't bring about as much attention with a really problematic right knee.

of late i materialised what i might call a childhood obsession into a humble collection of toys through the yahoo auctions and sgcollect forum. click on here.

Labels: bad knee, boredom, family, fuck, nightlife, ns, sleep, superheroes

wmp: the doves, caught by the river

t'was the ccis course not too long ago, a few days back. jj, jeff and i caught 300 on one of those days in the evening. i didn't think i'll get the kicks out of the film since i've read the graphic novel long before but many of the scenes, i felt, were refreshing and captivating still. i would go as far as to describe it as an epic movie on a whole new level.

the course ended early and thursday was a half day. we decided to meet up again after heading home to drop our bags and have a change of clothes. jeff's passport took awhile. then we headed to spawn asia at stamford house where i had no luck looking for king leonidas. we made a quick trip to the falcon's hanger at far east plaza only to be told it was sold out too. fucking disappointing.

i joined the both of them in a game of dota eventually but got my head pawned for gold throughout. i fared better in counter-strike but still had my fair share of deaths as well. it was 9pm when we decided to leave. if the following fucking day wasn't a working day i wld have wanted to spend the night out. bask in the nightlife. not go home, just yet. it was just unfortunate...

i woke up on friday morning contemplating a trip to the polyclicnic and remembered ice was ord-ing on that day itself. t'was a cohesion in the late afternoon. we had fun but i would have left earlier if i wasn't tied down by branch duty that night. the lethargy was killing me. i was on the verge of falling sick and i cld feel it. had a bad runny nose in the middle of the night and true enough i woke up to a call from kl with a flu the next morning.

i made a decision. a decision to apply for membership at kinokuniya. along with a book titled 'chi running' for my dad, i grabbed marvel zombies and neil gaimen neverwhere too with my newly acquired entitlement(10% off, yeah). i can't believe marvel zombies would actually sell out with such a childish plot. the art from neverwhere wasn't what quite i had imagined too (i wld have prefered it much darker).

what a waste of money.

Labels: comics, money, movie, nightlife, ns

wm: anberlin - uncanny

back is aching, knee is hurting. thank God the weekend is here.

chore after chore, the three days were hard. it's been a long time since i had a 0530 reveille.

our work was finally done when everyone fell out after dinner at the mess. we had some time to ourselves. foosball had always been fun. especially when the stakes went up as high as 4000 push ups. i left early to meet up with some of the go5. the 6th sequel of 'rocky' was kinda disappointing but i wasn't expecting much in the first place.

my weekend was low keyed; i wasn't in much favor of doing anything. it cld have been the fatigue. or the highly scheduled weeks ahead.

335 days till ord. it's thrilling to think that that day will inevitably come.

Labels: bad knee, movie, ns