tuesday - orchard w cw & zy. we had a short time in town. then settled for a drink at the rooftop of the esplande. they called that place orgo. i laid there, soaking up the nightlife, the city lights, the company... it was good.

wednesday - morning tennis. i thought i sprained my ankle. tennis is a tricky sport. leo's birthday supper.


thursday - kenai/casper @johor bahru. heart pounding speed of go karting at plentong and the glorious seafood at taman sri tebrau. we spent some time at city square, too. it was good getaway. just before the term starts again.

friday - vijay's farewell dinner at newton. yet another round of seafood. when we didn't managed to find a place for all the l4d goodness, i bid them farewell.


saturday - gym/swim/rest. poker/guitar hero at jonas's place. i took that drive down. we played cards. it was nice, meeting up with them. laughing. trash talking. though i did lose alittle. it was close to seven in the morning before i slumbered.


sunday - beach. with the gessvball gang. it was good. to jump the serve. to dive, tumble and roll on the sand. to play with the gang. we found ourselves at red dot at dempsey where t'was the monster green beer. and finally, joce's place until dawn almost came.


monday - gym/rest/bake maple cookies. having stayed up the whole night, i didn't do much throughout the day. until i dropped by ah lians to meet the casper/kenai gang. soon after, i found myself yet on another rooftop of one of the blocks at hall three, heart in one hand, mug of whiskey in the other, enjoying the moment while it lasted.


tuesday - school offcially reopens/ab214 pre-test writing. i woke up and raced to complete my assignment. and then it was a good light evening at the track. cutting through the wind with the sprints was most reposeful. i reach home now, rethinking the day, feeling a little dread in me.


It is the drink of men who think.
And feel no fear nor fetter -
Who do not drink to senseless sink,
But drink to think the better.
- Anonymous

Labels: beer, friends, life, nbs, vacation

wmp: lostprophets, 4am forever

it was a short dash across the three, maybe four, lane road because i wasn't as punctual as i'd like to have been and then i felt the breathlessness kick in. i wonder what happened man.

i liked horton. fcukin' hilarious.

and so after a stout, a walk down to felix's place, a drive out to mcdonalds, some five hour restless sleep and a day at bugis, i finally made it back to home sweet home.

looks like a storm is coming.

maybe its really more difficult than it looks but i think i've spent too much time reading and its finally time to get down to it no matter what my parents think i can't do.

Labels: beer, brewerkz, gessvball, go5, movie, nightlife

4j + felix. Alvin's 21st (19th march).

04s24. Jesslyn's 21st (16th march).

Labels: beer, birthday

wmp: how six songs collide, norwegian recycling

i've been trying to recollect on how i've spend the last two weeks ever since i've orded - it feels like yesterday actually - and do a day by day entry but everything seems to be one big blur.


so, in nutshell, t'was the chinese new year at my grandmother's place for a couple of nights of blackjack, and then we were at cs's birthday surprise came monday night(i can only imagine how he stepped into his bedroom of a bunch of us), kuishin bo on valentines day(hungry people obliterating snow crabs, lol) and, of course, raffles town club with the entire gessvball gang. aka the inebriates(see bottom left). for most of the week i saw felix & huimin, probably the two most free people in the world. haha.



t'was some afternoon i caught 'ah long' with sj & felix at marina sq. and then as we were looking around at springfield, we heard a good mix of songs. two weeks of searching and last night i finally found the guy churning those mash ups out. norwegian recycling. very neat stuff he's got.

cjseven was pretty hilarious but just alrite on the whole. i watched 'meet the spartans' on tvshack. not exactly something i'd go to the movies for but entertaining still. 'jumper' was cool. but i still wanna be superman.

i'm glad my model kit is finally taking shape after 6546876138318 days(since the alevels). what a waste of time and money. i can't wait to be done with it for good.

for the past week i've been kinda comfortable going to bed at 4am in the morning until i had to head down to the beach last saturday morning. quite a drag to reset the alarm an hour after an hour. they say its better to wake up in the early morning and i thought i'd like that too though i don't really know how now. besides, i enjoy the peace in the night.

i'm really lookin' forward to something but i can't exactly put my finger on it...

Labels: beach, beer, birthday, gessvball, go5, movie, ord, vodka

wmp: a1, caught in the middle

we spent the entire evening in town wandering about and then had a couple of drinks at molly malone's. cheating at poker is fuckin' fun especially when it doesn't matter if we get caught. half a deck was eventually drenched in strongbow. the last train led to my place where we chatted while sipping on whiskey in the chilly breeze by the poolside.

they called it camaraderie. i think i'll miss that.

so it was some 3am after setting the chivas bottle aside. jenrine filled me in on the upcoming phase of school. very exciting.

i met up with the go5 the following morning back at town. i just hope the weeks ahead are fuckin' good times together...

i keep forgeting my handphone now has a camera.

Labels: beer, go5, ns, ord

the week's spending - last weekend at the golden landmark i finally got myself one of the ghost decks(you'd have to see it for yourself; the beautiful lack of color) and a vdf close-up mat which the magic boutique failed to deliver even after two months. and then somewhere along the week i collected the neca's badass alien figure at the falcon's hanger at waterloo center. it's easy to see why i was quite happy throughout the week.

the open office course - the entire two days(thurs&fri) appeared to be useful if we were the slightest bit interested in the first place. at the last row of the class we began checking out blogs, facebook, youtube, wikipedia even had a couple of rounds on the psp while briefly following the steps of the lessons. we had good laughs at each other, when the facilitor unexpectedly walks to the back and sees at least one of us too slow to switch the windows while the rest of us are back on the open office awaiting the next step.

the fidgeting of two coins made time pass alittle faster. the next day i brought a deck of cards along. towards the end of the day jj was moaning everytime i turned to him and said 'pick a card'.

it was friday night and we decided to head further down to clark quay after a simple dinner. bryan parted with us as he had a flight to catch to freakin' barcelona(somtimes i wonder if he even know how lucky he is). as we sat ourdoors it felt good to soak up the night life as we talked cock and had a couple of pints but towards the end of the night while heading home, i never felt worst. i had to alight from the nr5 to take a puke. settling down in the morning, 3am, thinking abt it, i guess sometimes we try alittle too hard for that little bit of joy...

Labels: beer, nightlife, ns

wmp: sum 41, with me



Not in picture: Lee Khong Wee(Safti MI), Choo Huimin(Australia, Canberra), Jack club & Jack Spade.

i haven't much to say really about the weekend. i guess sometimes when you wait so hard for something to come by it doesn't seem nearly as rewarding as it could have been.

last friday night i made my way to holland village after a short but well deserved nap to meet up with the rest of the vball gang. the erdinger went well with the company at harry's but when they decided to called it an end to the night i felt again that t'was something still amiss. like an agenda unfulfilled. i must have been too intoxicated perhaps but i eventually walked it off before hailing a cab. i look forward still to such gatherings, hoping something more will happen for all of us someday even though i'm not exactly sure what i'm talking about.

it was near three in the morning as i walked pass my brother's room when i got home. i could almost see pass the closed door; he would have been there at his computer clickin' his friggin' mouse like a mad man and wouldn't careless even if i were to open the door and step in and dance around him. i can't remember when all of us started shutting our doors.

i skipped a shower.

apart from a couple of episodes of my name is earl, i slept most of the saturday away.

the day at the beach on sunday got off to a bad start with bad weather but the 2 on 2 games more than made up for it in the end. the partnership with fe was supreme. i made an early move for a quick shower and rushed to jj's place where i made it in time for the second half of arsenals match against sunderland. it sounds unlike me but for the first time, i actually jumped out of seat a couple of times in agony whenever some footballer makes a blunder and probably remaining oblivious still to the difference the one more goal would have made to the value of a ticket. the take away for the night? it ain't always about having faith...

i got home dropped my bag, and told myself i would laugh the entire lousy week away, start the next day with a smile, even though i'm not quite good at that, and just get over the day, and then the week itself...

it's been good as far as for now...

turns out it's quite an entry actually. i guess i got carried away.

lol.

ciao.

Labels: beach, beer, friday, gessvball, go5, life, monday, nightlife, ns

wmp: lostprophets, rooftops

02.09.07(sunday),
two weekends ago i found myself at china square central again browsing at the weekly flea market. i was surprised my parents found themselves something - two heron bronze statues, along with two antique charcoal irons. from the way they bargained i thought it was quite a steal. we eventually found ourselves stranded at a nearby food centre because of the heavy downpour. we had fish soup. i remember because the queue was long. as we made our way back to the car, i peeked into some of shophouses and thought the space in there was impressive; the ceilings were high and the units stretched in deeper than i had imagined.

03.09.07(monday),
i was on off and thus the heavenly privilege of waking up to the 10am morning glare. i followed my parents round little india throughout the cool cloudy day. i admired the worksmanship of a particular bronze lion, of a near life scale, by the doorstep of a shop. maybe i've finally been able to appreciate that little bit of culture around then but i pretty much enjoyed wandering around like a sort of a tourist.

it seems of late i'm the only one in the family willingly to spend time with my parents; my brother lives in a world of warcraft, and my sister is no where to be seen almost absolutely. hopefully someday, before the years really begin to wear both my mother and father down, we could all go on a real vacation together.

08.09.07(saturday),
that morning i was with my mother having breakfast at the hawker centre when she saw an old lady who reminded her of my late maternal grandmother. i didn't know her well enough but we talked about how we used to go over to her place and she would whip up her special pork chops. we decided to give it a shot even though my dad, the resident chef, showed much disapproval. through my mum's directions i thought we did quite a good job. i haven't felt this accomplished in a while.

i met up with alvin & felix after an afternoon nap. we were supposedly at bugis for steamboat but the crowd which revealed itself as we made a turn at a corner deterred us from waiting for a table. we headed down to the marina bay. and then to felix's place where we spent the night there...

throughout the week the motivation has been wavering. i don't know how i got myself started with cards and everything else for that matter but perhaps it has got to do with the notion i've lived with for the longest time that alot of things in life simply boil down to how badly they are desired. some people dream of success. others wake up and work hard towards it. i guess i can at least say i try to and someday i hope to be able to wake up and stop asking God why can't i be good at something but pull off sleight after sleight fluently. i would like to call that my reinvention...

and so, after a three hour wait at the ICA, i finally got my passport. biometric and ready. a quick pack of luggage and we should be on our way come this sunday. hong kong, 16/09 - 20/09. i guess this is the part of the entry where, like in the movies, the plane takes off and gets further and further away but you can still hear the script go on and on... it's gonna be a fucking spree. till then ;)

if you're a fan of arcade 2d fighting games, you'll probably wanna see these...
mk vs sf
mk vs sf 2
mk vs sf 3

Labels: beer, sleepovers, vacation

wmp: cleavage, my world.

after catching the fantastic four at jp i rushed down to raffles place just to meet up with the rest of the go5 & grace. we found oursevles at the molly malone's irish pub which served great fish & chips and i especially found the surroundings cosy and though the live acoustic music pretty much completed the set, it was alittle hard for conversations.

i took the train and alighted with grace to meet up with what's left of the gang at chevrons. it turned out ot be just jj, jy and me. i have my reservations about the place; for one the cigarettes made it stifling in there. the drinks and chat was fine. it was relaxing just laying there watching chinese mtv on the big screen. we talked about our miserable lifes till it was almost 3.

we were walking along boon lay way when we realised we were walking in the wrong direction and that nr5 wasn't in the list of any of the bus stops up ahead. we decided to stop by cheers and was surprised to see groups of kids from the boys brigade wandering around at that unholy hour looking for their 'check points'. we had supper at the prata house that i began to frequent ever since i moved to lakepoint before taking a cab home.

these's something about having the nights out that i'm addicted to. i somehow feel so at ease and tend to wish the nights could offer more...

Labels: beer, movie, nightlife