"...than i want to ask him 1 company if he know. I say DFK, then he keep saying DSF. then i say 3 times b4 i shout the last time. then he say knn hong gan fuck off la. Hahahahaga"

during the aa102 lecture i controled my laughter with a fit.

i appreciate having the people around me and i really hate disappointing them just because i haven't the time mainly because of the heavy pursuit for a nice honours degree.

i kinda not know what to make out of life as it is now. its been saturating. sure economics is interesting but still i wish i could take the time to do the things that i really wanna do. like bumming at the beach. a beer with friends. travel. gym. jog. breath.

Labels: family, life

wmp: paramore, pressure

it was past midnight when the plane finally landed(to my relief). but dont' get me wrong, hongkong was awesome.

i stayed up till 4 in the morning, unpacking while my brother and sister watched and snagged up their share. i cleaned up my precious pair of shoe that had been trampled upon like 5156687 times. and did my own laundry. my biggest regret was to leave them over the night in the pail - i woke up to my horror when i realised that my entire morning of toil has been through the treacherous washing machine. i could have given my head a few hard knocks on the wall.

more later.

Labels: family, life, sleep, travel, vacation

wmp: taking back sunday, what's it feel like to be a ghost

i've been using my inhaler throughout the week, before the morning runs, in the middle of the night, but usually discreetly behind my parents back(if only they wldn't kick a fuss out of it). this time round i just told them somehow. expectedly they mentioned how i should have out grown my asthma at my age and "no wonder i looked so haggard & pale". but when dad asked me to sniff on vicks vapour and reminded me to take my windbreaker out that sunday, and the world best mum putting down a mug of warm 'pei pa koa' right in front of me, all that, if you ask me, was priceless.

still, the uncontrollable coughs were killin' my throat that i found it better to be drugged on cough syrup and sleep through the rainy saturday. somewhere in the middle of the day i watched afro samurai. didn't think they could make an afro with a sword look that cool. voiced by samuel l jackson. not much of a storyline but pretty neat nevertheless.

last friday evening the bunch of us, andrew frankie lowbar & i, decided to have dinner at 'botak jones' which was good. the serving was generous & it was easy to see why almost everyone there in the kopitiam were there just for the american food. we caught the simpsons. hilarious flick. i tried not to cough too loudly throughout.

i woke up on a cloudy sunday, coughing still. i had planned a lazy day at the beach; a few good games of volleyball maybe but mostly lazing around. but it looked so damn cold out there. i met up with felix & cs still at ps. 'knocked up' was a good film. recommended. again i tried not to cough too much throughout. but i coughed as though i had tuberculosis as we walked down the streets to city hall after a couple of rounds of pool at meridian.

and so, there goes the weekend... great. frankly, just thinking about pulling through tmr is hard enough...



"Ben Stone: Do you want to do it doggie style?
Alison Scott: You're not going to fuck me like a dog.
Ben Stone: It's doggie style. It's just the style. We don't have to go outside or anything." - knocked up

Labels: family, go5, monday, movie

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: good charlotte, my bloody valentine

the past weeks have been pretty un-eventful. t'was CS's birthday celebration at KW's place. i spend valentines night at home playing the sims 2; my 'fortress' is somewhat done but i seem to have lost the motivation to carry on now. t'was a was some sort of heritage tour organised in line with civil defense day where we went down to changi chapel/museum, clark quey and the supreme court. it was intersting on the whole.

apart from these days, life was as usual.

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the mood for the chinese new year kicked started last friday during the celebrations down at plc. t'was a jog but i joined the walking group because of my bad knee. we watched 'remember the titans' back in the conference room. had lunch. and then i got the grand prize for the lucky draw suprisingly. so i brought quite a hefty hamper home. now i seriously needa lay off the 'ba gua's.

on the eve we went over to my cousin's new apartment. a very joyful gathering as always. we stayed up late playing cards, a tradition that will probably carry on for the generations to come. and then came the usual routines of visiting in the very hard morning. we went over to my paternal side in the late morning and it was nice to see my grandmother again and hear her hearty laughs.

our family came back again after an afternoon back at home. it was another one of those nights. i felt i could be dealt better cards. before we left, our aunt asked us to be back next evening and i guess she can be sure of that.

we bought supper on our way back after i drove my uncle home. until these few days, i never really had any sort of a talk with my nutty sister because of her late nights out. may this be a good turning point.

best wishes to all. have a great time with your loved ones and many blessings in the year of the pig! and more importantly... HUAT AH!

Labels: cny, family