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Names To Avoid For Your Baby

2006-07-05T00:18:00.000+08:00

I came across the following names in some forum that I cannot remember. Although most of you might have read them before either via forum or forward chain mails, the purpose of plagiarism here is more for my own convenience instead of your reading enjoyment.

So that I will remember which names NOT to bestow upon my children.

1) Anne Chang (In Mandarin) -- Dirty
2) Anne Chin (In Mandarin) -- Keep quiet
3) Carl Chng (In Hokkein) -- Buttock
4) Carmen Teng (In Hokkein) -- Leg hair long
5) Corrine Tai (In Hokkein) -- Poor fellow
6) Faye Chen (In Mandarin) -- Dusty
7) Henry Mah (In Mandarin) -- Hate your mum
8) Henry Tan (In Hokkein) -- Let you wait
9) Jane Tan (In Mandarin) -- Fried egg
10) Judy Soo (In Mandarin) -- Fated to lose
11) Leslie Tong (In Mandarin) -- Rubbish bin
12) Lucy Liaw (In Hokkein) -- You are dead
13) Michael Tan (In Cantonese) -- Selling eggs
14) Monica Cheng (In Hokkein) -- Touch your buttock
15) Nelson Chong (In Mandarin) -- Worms-infested bird
16) Nelson Tan (In Mandarin) -- Bird laying eggs
17) Paul Chan (In Cantonese) -- Bankrupt
18) Suzie Leow (In Hokkein) -- Lost till death

Society Behaviors

2006-07-04T01:31:00.000+08:00

Humans are like ants really. We function like one. Societies, colonies or whatever you called it, it is all the same.

Picture ourselves as in an ant colony and it is not hard to see why. About 2,000 ants live in a single nest of the Camponotus Japonicus ant. The Formica Japonica ant has a largest nest containing more than 10,000 ants. Take the nest as a comparison to the world we live. Click on their names to find out how they look like or click HERE to find out more about ants, that is if you are interested!

Workers account for the largest number of ants in a nest. Isn’t it true even in our society? There are more poor-average working citizens than rich-leg shaking people. However not all that you work for is yours to keep. Due to taxes, expenses and cost of living.

Normal workers minding their own business just doing their things in order to survive.

Bigger black ants comes along representing the government

Take a small bite out of your earnings. GST, income tax

Take a bigger portion. Housing loan, car loan.

Workers end up going on strike in some countries, chaos and looting started.

The same behavior applied to the male and female gender. Although there are many winged female ants in one nest, there is only one mated female, the mother, whose wings fall off after mating.

The male appears only once a year and waits in the nest for the day of mating. After the mating, the male dies without returning to the nest. (At least he died happy!)

Can you imagine what would happen if in an ant orgy?

Just like any spring break events taking place!

Argentina Lost...WHY?!

2006-07-01T01:48:00.000+08:00

Life suddenly loses its aroma of hope and vibrants. I can no longer taste the richness that is in abundances around us. I will not comment on the referee's decisions and actions of the players. No point crying over spilled milk. The verdict will not change once it is set no matter how unjustified it is. Devastated is the word to describe my feelings. By now, you would have guessed that I am an Argentina fan…a HARDCORE Argentina fan. Their players are skillful, confident, tactical and tough. 100% MEN!! (Although I feel that there is nothing wrong with being homosexual, I MUST stress that I am heterosexual in case people are mistaken here!) One word...no luck.

On a lighter note, I really must hand it to my Dad. On an estimate of 10 games, he got the final verdicts correct on 9 games, down to every detail. First half score, second half score and even if they will go into extra time or penalty shoot-out before the particular match started. He follows the game for the love and beauty of it. He is an avid soccer fanatic who does not gamble. But I do! If only I have listened to him! Shit!! It is like having the God of Fortune telling you what numbers to buy for 4D and you do not listen. From now on, I will heed his advice.

Lipoma Scar

2006-07-01T01:10:00.000+08:00

Three and half years ago, I knocked my head on an engine stand during work. One month after that, a lump appear on my forehead. During that time, I thought nothing about it but it soon amplified in size and mass. The doctor classified it as a Lipoma growth.

Being the silly person I am, I thought: “Wow, cool. Just like a Luo Han (Flower Horn) fish.”
I was hoping to strike the lottery, as Flower horn fish is associated with luck and wealth. Of course, I did not strike the big money as often declared by contestants in Wheels of Fortune.

I consulted a couple of Chinese physician, spend a fortune on acupuncture and countless unconventional methods but instead of reducing my lump, all my fruitless attempt only exaggerate it further. Therefore, I decided to have it surgically removed 6 months ago.

Six months later, this is how my scar looks like.

I have to say, it is not too bad looking. Makes me look manly and present me with a story to share during coffee talk. . I am not the metro sexual type of guy and being old-fashioned, I frown on guys spending too much time and money trying to have flawless complexion. I am not being sexist but that is a woman’s rights. That is a woman’s domain. Men should be rugged and tough. But of course, that is just my old fashioned, unable to keep up with the changing of times opinion.

Ebay Foolproof?

2006-06-29T00:54:00.000+08:00

How many of you people tried selling or buying items via eBay in the past? I hope your transaction went smoothly. Recently I placed my tickets for the FIFA Soccer World Cup Germany 2006 on eBay for sale. I managed to sell it off but there are a couple of hiccups during the process.

First, the winning bidder did not pay me. In fact, he did not even respond to my emails even while the auction is on going before he emerged the winning bidder. I sensed something is amiss when he fails to reply my email but I chose to adapt a wait and see approach. This unfortunately for me turns out to be quite costly. Even with eBay’s buyer and seller protection policy where a winning bidder is legally bounded to purchase the item he bid in the event that he won or the vice verse, there is physically no way the policy can be enforced if the buyer or seller vanish without responding. The most eBay can do is to just ban that particular user from the site but they could always just change their username and address, conjured up with a false credit card number to register again and carry on with their mischief.

The agony experienced is that both valuable time, money and effort is wasted if such a scenario happens. You have to take into account the time it requires to deliver the item internationally and the time it will reach the hands of the buyer.

I contacted the second highest bidder when the winning bidder fails to response to my third email and we agreed on a certain price. He is already in Germany by then and requested that I ship the tickets to his relative staying in New York and they would pass it to him. In the end, after finalizing on the terms and conditions, the deal did not go through. Barely just a day after the discussion, he tried to undercut the price we already agreed on saying that since he is in Germany, it is hard for him to have access to his bank account.

I was like “Huh? What bullshit!” Does Germany have internet access? Does Germany have computers or internet cafe? Do the hotels in Germany have access to a computer or internet network? Yes to all of the above right?! So what’s the problem if all the equipment and gadgets needed to proceed with an electronic money transfer via internet back home in New York is available in Germany….or any major cities in the world for that matter?!! If you never seen my face before, do not assume I look like a carrot top with no brains.

I hate people who try to break their words after we reach an agreement so in the end, I sold my tickets off to the third highest bidder who in this case is an awesome fellow. Quick, responsive, sincere and an avid soccer fan. Thankfully, I managed to sell my tickets to someone who would utilizes and get enjoyment from the match rather to halfhearted individuals.

I feel that unless eBay who is making millions, consider spending a tiny fraction of their profit in hiring someone to personally travel to the place of residence registered by those forfeiters and issued a legal warning, there will still be people who would continue to abuse the policy and waste other individuals time and effort.

Golden Oldies

2006-06-18T17:59:00.000+08:00

I have a soft spot for the oldies. Be it songs of yester-years by crooners dating back to the era of Jim Reeves, Jewel Akens and Peggy Lee, television shows or motion pictures as it first started out in black and white transmission or the gentlemanly and refined dressing of European countries in late 18th centuries. Therefore, it is no surprise that I indulge myself now and then with a couple doses of Lang Syne delights.

My latest satiating treat is watching the popular decades old action television series of Ultra Man. Yes, I know how it may sound like. Yes the special effects (If any) is pathetic, the plots are sometimes down right ridiculous and the acting worse but I have to say one thing. Damn it, it is addictive! I never watch any of it shows or movies before this but now I am a fan. So much so that I search the net looking for its history and never-ending story line.

Interested and curious folks can click HERE to find out more about the ultra man family tree.

Soccer World Cup Germany 2006

2006-06-04T03:54:00.000+08:00

Sometimes you wish for something but no matter what you do, you can never have it. When you do not want it or need it anymore, it pops up into your hands like Harry Potter doing his magic and you curse that it did not occur sooner cos now it is just messing with your head.
“Do I want it now?”
“Do I really need this in my life now?”

Sometimes you tried to look for something you lost but it can never be found.
Then it appeared out of the blue after you stopped looking when the urgency is gone.

I always wanted to travel to the hosting country of FIFA Soccer World Cup or at least be able to attend ONE match and watch it LIVE upfront. Tickets are hard to get, not able to take leave due to work or not enough money. So you can say I pretty much given up on that idea.

Now I have not one but TWO tickets to the World Cup Germany 2006 ! What’s more, it is Argentina Vs Netherlands, the former being my favorite team!! So I should be jumping for joy right? I should pack my stuff and leave the next day.

Ah...but life has a way of messing with you. My house has finally started renovation after months of discussion and designing. I need to stay and oversee the progress of the reno in case something goes wrong. My fiancee is leaving for the states for a business trip so at least someone needs to be around to run whatever errands or cock-up that may occurs during the reno.

Not to mention that it is the Great Singapore sale now (Although I can’t see how great it is judging by the percentage of discount different stores are giving. Looks just like any other ordinary sales throughout the year.) and I need to shop for furnitures, lightenings, utensils, curtains, decorations, cookeries, etc…etc…etc... Not to mention the amount of time I need to spend comparing prices, workmanship, finding suitable designs and be there when deliveries are made.

To make the agony of missing the match a lot more solid than it already is, both tickets are category 1 tickets. 3 Rows from the soccer field! ARGHHH!! At that distance, I can see all the player’s balls jumping in all directions as they run about the soccer field!

For those who have not seen the world cup tickets before, this is how it looks like.

There is a microchip embedded within the silver squre sticker on the upper right hand side of the ticket to guarantee authenticity.

The best solution in my case would be to sell it to those who may better utilize the tickets and enjoy the match up on my behalf. I have put them up for auction on eBay. Anyone interested can look it up and bid for it. Serious soccer fanatic who are going over to Germany for the World Cup can leave me your email address so I can email you the item number on eBay in case any of you don’t already have your tickets for the match up.

Sigh….what to do? You can say that with so much commitment at hand, my only hope is that I would be able to attend the World Cup in 2010.

Gathering

2006-05-11T02:35:00.000+08:00

14 years. That is how long I have set foot into any business establishments with resemblance to the functions and ideas of a pub, lounge or whatever people call it nowadays where the alcohol are over-priced and the quantity under-sized. Normally I get my fix for beer in coffee shop. I do not need the loud music, which causes damage to my eardrums in the long run. I do not need the presence of pretty; young; mature; new-age woman to make my beer taste better. It is still as good. Beside, I am engaged! Ha ha. I do not need the lightening effects to create the mood. I just need the company of my good buddies to make the session worth it. I do love and miss the performances of a live band jamming away into the night. The standards have really increased during my time of absence.

Due to a class reunion (If you call an attendance of 5 jokers as a class reunion) as suggested by one of my pals, I just got back from Walawala in Holland Village and I’m feeling as in the lyrics of James Blunt’s song, titled You're Beautiful : “…fucking high!” I would have taken photos of those jokers but all of them are REAL SHY. Ya right, people. I believe you folks. One thing I miss though and have the pleasure of reliving my craving and thirst is that I get to experience the wondrous taste of Bloody Mary again. After 14 years! Guns and Roses aren’t joking when they sung that song. Still taste as delightful as ever. And of course, at the price matching the inflation rates of the market now. None of my 猪朋狗友 likes it. I would say it is an inquired taste, which I have cultivated and loved over the years. Old school you say? Maybe, and I am damn proud of it! Goes to show that once I found something I like, I stick to it regardless of whatever new innovations, products or era. A display of true loyalty and faithfulness, don't you think.

Baby, you heard and read that?

I felt like I had just travelled back in time, embarking on a short journey of reminisces. The days of being wild.

Anyway, for those who are unable to meet it, I have only one thing to say. What a waste! Hope you people can make it next time.

The Wind Of Change

2006-05-10T02:14:00.000+08:00

It has been a hectic month. Things have been just crazy! So many changes to adapt. Currently I am undergoing a phase transition in the path of my life. After seven and a half years as an air force regular, I am now reunited and in procession of my pink identification card. Yes, I am now officially known as a civilian which concurrently kick-start my status as an NSmen. I feel as though I am stepping into un-chartered territories. Moving away from the fixed and predictable career path of being a government servant to the cutthroat world of the private sectors. Encountering everything that is shield due to the government “Iron-rice bowl” job, so as to speak. However, in this era, there is no such thing as a stable job anymore.

Strangely, I am still unable to sit on my couch and shake my legs as often as I desire. There are just too much things to be done, yet too little time.

Slowly, I am gearing and preparing myself to experience and taste the aroma of the corporate enterprising world, temporary, contract and permanent staff MNC culture, the vulnerability of being laid off due to downsizing depending on economic performance. Can't wait man!

To me, there is nothing more frightening than the impression of being stagnant. I need to be constantly on the move, doing stuff to make me feel as though I am improving, going somewhere and upgrading myself. The mere apprehension of imagining being in the same place, same situation, and same shit hole maybe 1 year or 5 years into the future freaks me out!

An interesting fact is that insects, like cockroaches for example, are unable to keep still. They will die literally. The primary function of your household insecticides are not meant to kill them. It can't. Instead, it paralyzed them. It attacks their nervous system rendering their bodies sluggish and motionless. Being caught in an immobile situation for 3 hours or more, their body system breaks down and they die. I see myself as a moth or caterpillar undergoing a transformation phase with the hope of becoming a butterfly representing grace and beauty. Even diamond started out as plain, dirty, ugly coal. After being subjected to tremendous pressure over an extensive period of time, diamond is formed. Isn’t that applicable to life?

What is the morale of the story? Everyone is capable of being a shining star and achieving what he or she desires. The key is to survive and hang in there long enough for your hard work to materialize and be recognized. Until than, I will continue to struggle with the hope of reaching my goals and target.

The Lighter Side of...Women

2006-04-19T12:17:00.000+08:00

I am sure many people have seen the following pictures/graphics before. Being one of many others who has one leg stuck in hell and the other leg in heaven, I couldn't agree more with the explanations written about our beloved X-chromosome partner. Anyway, just for laugh ok. Hell hath no fury like a women crossed!

Ladies, PLEASE do not release your fury upon me after viewing it. (Even though you HAVE to agree, it is true in some sense!)

If only we guys have this data sheet during chemist/physics lessons, things would have been different. Ha ha.

I do not even try to argue anymore these days. Just as Singaporeans are fond of complaining about the government without any counter-action taken on their part, I am also adapting this method cos it is more peaceful this way.

EXTREMELY TRUE as mentioned in my earlier post HERE. They could either spend out of their intended budget or don't spend a single cent. The time taken however would be the same though.

I feel in fact that there should be more knobs and buttons control like [Semi-On] or [Awfully quiet until it makes you feel guilty] in a woman’s system than what is being shown here.

Who ever came up with this formula is a geniuis!

Time For A Change

2006-04-15T03:45:00.000+08:00

If nothing that I set out to accomplish really turned out the way I expected, perhaps it is time I do the opposite.

Having figured that out, my next course of actions in the near future would be to:

1) Stop being kind and polite to unpleasant people.

2) Stop giving way to vehicles trying to change or cut into my lane.

3) Stop doing favors when people ask or beg me for it.

4) Stop feeding stray animals in coffee shops or any other places even when they glare at me with those sweet, innocent, irresistible cutie eyes.

5) Stop queuing in line for my turn during purchasing and making enquires.

6) Stop apologizing when bumping into sickening people even though it was THEM who didn’t pay any attention to where they’re going in the first place cos they’re so busy talking on their cell phone and their friends next to them to bother noticing where they’re heading.

7) Stop going along with “The flow” of friends/ colleagues/family/love ones and insist on what I want and my methods of doing things cos in the end...I WAS RIGHT and they ended up doing it MY WAY ultimately!

8) Stop withholding everything in my heart trying to be Mr nice guy and voice out my dissatisfactions even if it meant unsightly and troublesome confrontations. I was never afraid in the first place so why am I acting so nice? Nice stands for weak!

9) Stop bothering about what offensive people think/speak/feel behind my back as long as my consciences are clear!

10) Stop letting anger rule over me and do something about it when bitten on cos those repulsive idiots are laughing to themselves while wrath is consuming me inside as I am trying to be Mr nice guy!

Worth a shot, don't you think? If everything I planned, calculated, behaved, reacted, take action on is wrong and didn’t get me what I desired, then doing the complete opposite of what I have been doing MUST be right!

Just For Laugh II

2006-04-12T01:06:00.000+08:00

Perhaps you folks have heard of this joke before via forward mailing. I love it so much due to the accuracy it somewhat portraits in the story in relation to real life situation that I went on to save it. I could not remember who sent it and where it originates. That was about a year ago. Somehow, I cannot recall which folder I place it in and totally forgotten about its existence. Now a year later while I am cleaning up my hard disk and clearing unnecessary files, imagine my surprise when I re-discover it unexpectedly.

I decided to post it in case I forgot cos it is an uplifting inspiration to me, as I tend to encounter many people of such characters. Sigh...what does that says about the attitude of people nowadays.

A big city New York lawyer went duck hunting in rural West Virginia. He shot and dropped a bird, but it fell into a farmer's field on the other side of a fence. As the lawyer climbed over the fence, an elderly farmer drove up on his tractor and asked him what he was doing.

The litigator responded, "I shot a duck and it fell in this field, and now I'm going in to retrieve it."

The old farmer replied. "This is my property, and you are not coming over here."

The indignant lawyer said, "I am one of the best trial Attorneys inthe U.S. and, if you don't let me get that duck, I'll sue you and take everything you own."

The old farmer smiled and said, "Apparently, you don't know how we do things in West Virginia. We settle small disagreements like this with The West Virginia Three Kick Rule."

The lawyer asked, "What is the West Virginia Three Kick Rule?"

The farmer replied. “Well, first I kick you three times and then you kick me three times, and so on, back and forth, until someone gives up."

The attorney quickly thought about the proposed contest and decided that he could easily take the old codger. He agreed to abide by the local custom. The old farmer slowly climbed down from the tractor and walked up to the city feller. His first kick planted the toe of his heavy work boot into the lawyer's groin and dropped him to his knees. His second kick nearly ripped the man's nose off his face. The barrister was flat on his belly when the farmer's third kick to a kidney nearly caused him to give up.

The lawyer summoned every bit of his will and managed to get to his feet and said, "Okay, you old coot now it's my turn."

(I love this part......)

The old farmer smiled and said, "Nah... I give up. You can have the duck"

MORAL OF THE STORY IS :
DON'T BE ARROGANT AND THINK NOBODY IS SMARTER THAN YOU.

Related : Just For Laugh

Jay Walking

2006-04-11T01:16:00.000+08:00

Singapore is a very fast pace society with its citizens living very hectic lifestyles. You see people rushing here and there on the streets, on the road, for free gifts, during sales, going to work and coming back from work. Sometimes people rush for the sake of rushing.

One good example is the showcase of attitudes and behaviors of people around pedestrian crossings. Most of them do not wait for the green man to come on. The normal teaching of “Look left, look right, look left again and cross when the green light is on” do not apply to them. The updated and modern version is “Look left, look right, look left again and cross when there’s no on-coming traffic regardless of whatever light is flashing.” There is another postmodern cosmopolitan version which is even simpler, cut to the chase and is gaining a lot of popularities among youngsters and some old folks. "Don't look. Just su-ga su-ga (Meaning anyhow you like) proceed and let the vehicles E-brake and wait for you to cross." A few minutes or seconds spend waiting for the Go Signal and ensuring their safety is just pure torture. Time is too precious and valuable to be wasted standing there staring at the three different light signals like an idiot. Must...cross...now...

The only way to explain this phenomenon happening in Singapore and around the whole globe is perhaps due to the invention and introduction of a scheme call…Insurance. We have such great coverages and benefits that we no longer have to worry in the event of being knocked down by vehicles, there is nothing good in for us. Now being kiasu Singaporeans, what is the use of paying so much for your insurance package if you do not get the chance to claim and use your benefits right? Most people nowadays are so over insured with so many insurances packages from different insurance companies, that it actually makes sense to get yourself involved in fatal incident. What can you say to that?!

Time Management

2006-04-06T03:11:00.000+08:00

There are many ways to fight DEPRESSION. The one that works for me is keeping myself busy. FUCKING BUSY!! I cannot afford to have spare time except for rejuvenating my tired soul else my mind will start to wander off and be inflated with disillusion. Too much gloomy sentiment can really be detrimental. Couple of my friends been asking why I have not been updating my blog. Actually, a lot of interesting stuff happened recently but found myself without any spare time to blog about it. In my case, that is a good sign.

I used to spend a lot of my time trying to complete trivial dealings instead of focusing on the important ones which resulted in me “Last minute hugging the Buddha leg” (As the phrase goes) very often. Time management is very important. It is a virtue I hope to acquire as part of my character. So now, I am prioritizing the urgent matters to be settled first before completing the non-urgent proceedings. At least now, there is a sense of satisfaction if I managed to accomplish my routines while sticking to my pre-arranged schedule.

The bad side is, the missy been complaining that I have been neglecting her and not paying enough attention. If it is not one thing, it is another. Do guys ever get to be in a win-win situation? Sigh...

Steven Lim

2006-03-23T16:59:00.000+08:00

Yes, I admit it. I am a fan of Steven Lim. I have decided to add him to my list as a show of support. Yes, some people think I am crazy and weird in admiring someone who stripped down to his famous yellow brief and danced in front of the judges for Singapore Idol last year. Nevertheless, hey, he is living his dreams man!

One thing about him. He has guts. He doesn’t know embarrassment, which is what is holding a lot of us back from doing what we desire in the first place. For fear of being ridicule at by others. What is wrong in one's view may be right in the eyes of others. Looking at what he had written and encountered in his blog, it hit me that his life is actually fun. There may be moments of depress, sad and uncertainties in his life but who doesn’t? The fact is he does not give up. People say he is a clown or joker but I say at least he is good at it.

For one thing, this guy definitely has bigger balls than Kenny Sia's Coconuts.

A Tab Too Far

2006-03-22T04:09:00.000+08:00

There are certain type of abuse I never thought I would be subjected to but it sprung on me anyway without warning and left me surprised and angry. This is the sort of occurrences that would seem to happen only in movies, mainly comedy. What am I talking about?

Well, a fortnight ago, as I was waiting to pick my fiancee up from work, I parked my bike in a certain car park in YISHUN. As I was getting off my ride, “Smack!” I investigated closer and found the source of the noise to be an egg. A broken egg. Someone had just thrown an egg from his or her flat beside the car park and it just missed me by inches, impacting on my front tire instead. I looked up trying to source out the culprit but as to be expected, a futile effort. My goodness, I thought, you got to be kidding me!

In the past, prankster would throw down packets or balloons filled with water but I never encountered an incident with eggs being thrown before. I am not in some bloody riots now, am I? Anyway, I just laughed it off...for now.

So 5 days later when I went and picked up my fiancee in the SAME parking lot, in the SAME spot, after I meet up with her and proceed to my bike, what do I see? Her helmet was stolen this time! Good grief! Now I'm really pissed!

I would normally just place the helmets on the seats as they are quite old and damaged so, I thought it would not have any complications. Why would anyone wants to steal an old and damaged helmet anyway?!! It is not even a SHOEI helmet. Just your regular $45-$60 helmet. A couple of other bikes beside me also left their helmets on their seat where else only mine was stolen.

My fiancee pointed out to me that it is obviously a calculated crime targeted at me since it happened twice.

I told her it MUST be a crime to be handsome and have a beautiful fiancee that it irks some sort of jealously attack from moronic asshole.

Seriously, did people really have a kick out of doing such stuff? I have a friend whose younger brother stole an old helmet (One of those idiots) from a shopping centre parking lot and was caught red –handed via their security video cameras. He ended up paying a fine of $5000 or risked going to jail. Is it really worth the cheap trills for these people to be committing such petty crimes? I guess the idea of causing others disturbances and inconveniences are really fun and exciting.

Lucky there is an industrial area opposite the road where I could purchase a new helmet for my fiancee. On a lighter note, she seems very pleased to be wearing a new and fashionable helmet.

How We Behave : Window Shopping

2006-03-13T15:11:00.000+08:00

Most guys that I know hate window-shopping except for a couple of odd friends of mine. (In fact, I only knew one who enjoys it! He is a crazy fellow.) Nevertheless, guys do window shop otherwise there would not be so much men hanging around shopping centers, boutiques and (My goodness give me a break) cosmetics stalls. In addition, if you noticed, there is bound to be a ‘SHE’ nearby. Well...maybe there's a 'HE' (Just to be fair) but we'll stick to more tradition pairing here. Whether we do it willingly or reluctantly (Cos we love our other half) , it does not matter as long as you women are happy. We will be happy to just spend time with you. (Even though we rather be hanging out with the guys doing nothing and just wasting our lives away)

The thing that irritates me the most during these window shopping routine is 70% of the time would be spent entering and trying out dresses, skirts in boutiques and any other types of cloth that is manufactured and shaped out to be some sort of in-fashion items. Although there is really nothing wrong with the whole thing but I really have to complain about the space available in those boutiques shops.

The usual practice is that guys will be standing outside the changing room area waiting for their ladies to try out the clothes. However, have you noticed how crowded it can get? The smaller the shop, the bigger the customer pool is. In addition, it is not because of the size of the shop that is smaller thus, naturally meaning less walking area than the bigger spacious ones. NO. The smaller the shop, the number of customers is greater literally!!

Moreover, while we do try to avoid blocking other patrons of the store when they’re browsing through the lines of clothing on sale, there really is no place we can stand cos every inches is fully utilized and filled with clothing everywhere. Every 5 minutes, someone would say, “Excuse me”. In turn, you have to say sorry and find another spot to stand and before you know it, you have to move again. It’s like a swarm of ants following you around cos you taste like something sweet and they can’t wait to sunk their tiny teethes and claws onto you with each “Excuse me”.

There will always be a group of guys like me standing about, moving here and there cos their lady is also in the changing. We will look at each other and give a slight nod with our heads. It is as if we knew each other for a long time cos we are in the same plight and understand the pain. Moreover, you really can’t stand and wait outside of the store anyway, especially in orchard shopping complex cos there is normally a never-ending moving crowd along the passageway. I feel like a small peddle in the lake being thrown into a river where people are a lot more casual with their “Excuse me!” and in a ruder tone.

Some of these women can be pretty nasty. They will bang into you or shoo you while giving you those ‘Get out of my way you asshole’ look as though it is really our intention to stand there and block their path. Maybe because it is a store, selling women clothing that is why they feel they have the rights of way. We got no business just standing. Competition is tough between the female species. Got to get their hands on that piece of fabrics or whatever you girls called it else someone is going to beat them to it and that particular design would be out of stocks. Especially for women who are petite like my fiancee. Finding a design that comes in their sizes is like striking 4D. Many times, when she found a design she likes, it would be sold out even though the series have just been release a couple of days ago. She would ask the sales clerk to call up Almost EVERY outlet in Singapore and check if there is still stock. In turn I have to drive her to the most outskirt and remote area of Singapore if that's the store which carry the last remaining ONE piece left on the island! It is good in a positive aspect cos I knew every road and directions in Singapore by now and is able to take up a job as a taxi driver without any difficulties.

Related Category : How We Behave : Men

Vandalism...Again

2006-03-09T13:11:00.000+08:00

I fear more walls in the future will be victims of such abuse once the two casino-resorts are completed.

See related : Vandalism

Singapore Most Eligible Bachelors

2006-03-06T16:28:00.000+08:00

If you ladies/men are expecting Tay Ping Hui or George Clooney, get out now before you scorch your eyes! You're in the wrong website!

I seldom do this. In fact never! But a couple of days back when the boys called me out for a drink and complained why didn't I introduce any ladies to them, I decided to comply. They are too cheapskate to go to a dating agency, too lazy to do it themselves, too shy to approach unknown women and too desperate enough to remind me every time we meet.

And I'm sick of them complaining I spend too little time with them, have to inform and ask permission from my fiancee in order to congregate, bitching about how much I'm “Not man enough” anymore now that I'm attached and refused to join me on occasions or outings if I brought my fiancee along. Hello...this is call RESPECT ok?! This is call LOVE! This is call “Constantly thinking about the other half”. You seriously need to grow up guys. I hope them DO get attached and then they will know what I am talking about.

Here we go. By the way, you two wankers owe me a drink...EACH!

Name: Matthew Chong
Age: Almost 30
Date of birth: Who cares!
Profession: Sales department office boy / dispatch driver / tele-operator / GRO
Interest: Diving, pubs hopping, drinking liquor .
Skills: Able to drift like the guys in the anime Initial D(That's what he told me so your guess is as good as mine), talking cock .
Woman Preference: Anything, anyone, anytime, anywhere. Actually, he has many x-chromosome friends but does not mind more. No age limit as long as can get along.
About Him (As written in his web account info): Cant stand to fly I'm not that naive I'm just out to find The better part of me I'm more than a bird, I'm more than a plane More than some pretty face beside a train Its not easy to be me Wish that I could cry Fall upon my knees Find a way to lie About a home I'll never see It may sound absurd but don't be naive Even Heroes have the right to bleed I may be disturbed but wont you concede Even Heroes have the right to dream Its not easy to be me Up, up and away away from me Its all right You can all sleep sound tonight I'm not crazy or anything I can't stand to fly I'm not that naive Men weren't meant to ride With clouds between their knees I'm only a man in a silly red sheet Digging for kryptonite on this one way street Only a man in a funny red sheet Looking for special things inside of me Its not easy to be me.
(Huh???You people get it?)

Artistic protrait below

Like what you see ladies?

Name: Adrian
Age: Almost 30
Date of birth: Who cares!
Profession: I.T. Systems Engineer
Interest: Diving, pubs hopping, drinking beer, smoking cheap cigarettes.
Skills: Salsa and tango. Able to twist that butt of his like no tomorrow.
Woman Preference: Have to be able to make him scream “WHOA BABY!”
About Him: Duh!

Artistic protrait below

Taking a leak can be so enticing

There is supposed to be another guy meeting us but he flew our kite. Called him up and his grumpy voice answered and told us he is asleep. Goodness I felt as though I am back in primary school where irresponsible kids will stood you up now and then. Hello, is it so hard to send us a text message saying you cannot make it? What if I didn't call up and we waited like three idiotic monkeys for you? Do you do it to your boss? No, then you had better show us your long time friends more respect. We have all lost enough friends to heaven to know that we should not treat anyone or anything for granted. Anyway, it would not be nice if I just feature those two jokers above, so I decided to help spread your good ~~looks~~ points to the world as well.

Name: Jimmy
Age: Almost 30
Date of birth: Who cares!
Profession: Sales & Marketing Executive
Interest: Updating his blog and reminding us every time there is updates.
Skills: Able to fly any kite without aids from nature. No wind needed .
Woman Preference (As written in his web account info): That someone special must be capable of allowing my heart to MISS A BEAT, summon a unique feeling within me, and most important that someone special must be TRUTHFUL to our Friendship. :)... and of course all the guys and gals who came into my life at different phases of time...
About Him (As wriiten in his web account info): Hmm...I guess I am both an introvert as well as an extrovert. I can be very active, but sometimes I would just appreciate the peace and tranquility around. I am a jovial yet talkative kind of guy, sometimes so straightforward with my words that I offend my friends. *sorry* I like to experience life to the fullest and try to live it with minimum regrets. =P

Artistic protrait below

Sensitive new age guy with (trying very hard) sexy eyes

So...any takers?

Vandalism

2006-03-06T02:48:00.000+08:00

In Singapore or in fact, every country in the world, you will find people complaining no matter how good the systems are. Because everyone is unique in their own ways and it is not possible to have one singular governing system to charter to everyone's needs and ambitions, there are bound to be some dissatisfactions brewing beneath the surface.

In Singapore however, it is our national pastime and damn, are we good at it!!

So how do some folks voice their dissatisfactions? By vandalizing public properties. I am sure all of us will come across scribbling words in coffee shop toilets or void deck walls, even in our own housing elevators. The contend includes sentences like “PAP sucks” or “Down with PAP”.
(PAP : People's Action Party )

No flaming please people. For the record, I am PRO-PAP. You have your reasons for voting for the OPPOSITION, I have my reasons for voting PAP. In addition, it is not because of reasons like some of my associates at work who voted for the OPPOSITION would simply say, in their own words, “Because I don't like PAP.” Just like that! They have no ideas and doesn't care what both parties have done or are doing. They just cast their votes according to which political group they like. Good grief! If there are more of such people around, Singapore are doom, no matter which constitution is running the country!

However, what happens if you saw the vandalism or prejudications below on the walls of your elevators?

I would say there is a greater problem being revealed here wouldn't you? The most disturbing thing however, is this statement below.

Some people truly have too much time on their hands. Hmm....could it be the knocker again?

Observation: Time Practice

2006-03-05T03:16:00.000+08:00

Do you happen to know anyone who has a habit of setting their clocks/watches or any time telling devices ahead of the actual time? 15 minutes? 30 minutes? An hour maybe? Perhaps you, yourself are guilty of such practices. Why do so?

I inquired with the people who have such habitude and the unitary answer I can get (Other than they do it for fun) is that so they will not be late for any appointments they might have and they would be on time for whatever functions or events awaiting them. The idea is to establish a more efficient time management plan and by looking at their pre-set clocks/watches which is, let us say 15 minutes ahead of actual time, it creates a sense of urgency whereby they would rush to get things done cos they know they have 15 minutes left to complete whatever they need to do.

My question is this:
If you KNOW your clocks/watches is set ahead of the actual time and you KNOW exactly how much time is left before your deadline is reach then, what is the purposes of setting your clocks/watches ahead in the first place? Isn't it the same if you were to program your time devices to match the actual time? This makes the whole custom quite redundant wouldn't you agree?

I just don't get it!

Dark Poetry

2006-02-27T00:56:00.000+08:00

When you are feeling down, poetries such as the one below somehow make sense. (In a poetic and literature perspective of course.)

Extract:

...Just Keep Walking
I walk as though i'm already dead,
Decaying more with each step.
My hands and feet are heavy bricks,
Dangling from paper limbs.
I know not exactly where i'm going,
I just keep walking,
Sinking deeper and deeper into the ground.
My mind is a blank,
My heart is black,
Decaying more with each step.
And I just keep walking.
-SorRow NiGhtShaDe

For more depressive and gloomy poetries, click HERE. For those people who are feeling cheerful and blissful, you might want to steer clear of the link. Wouldn't want to ruin your day now.

Depression

2006-02-23T02:08:00.000+08:00

I have depression. I do not know when it started. I am not sure how to get rid of it. It just creeps up to me when my soul and thoughts are unguarded and now it is invading my way of life and behavior. I heard from a friend that once depression hits you, it would never go away. The only thing you can do is to keep it under control. You will always feel its presence deep down somewhere in your heart and mind.

It is affecting me in every way possible. It is the reason for my Insomnia. It took away my laughter. I cannot even smile naturally now without forcing my facial muscles to fake it. Even so, the only thing I can conjure up is a weak grin. I am trapped in my inner soul, within myself and my scream for help is so far-fetch that it is out of range of anyone's ears. I tried to reach out my hand but no one is able to see me to help me. Moreover, they can't help cos they do not understand the rational behind it. When you ask them questions, they can't answer and kept quiet.

The worst part is .....I does not know what the root of my problem is!! I am lost.

If anyone has one or more of the following symptoms below, you might have depression too. Get out of the pit hole and ask for help now before it's too late. I am still raging a war within me, fighting with...myself, praying for salvation. Hopefully the “Happy” me can emerge the victor after defecting my inner adversary to tell the story.

Extract:

Not everyone who is depressed or manic experiences every symptom. Some people experience a few symptoms, some many. Severity of symptoms varies with individuals and also varies over time.

Depression

· Persistent sad, anxious, or "empty" mood
· Feelings of hopelessness, pessimism
· Feelings of guilt, worthlessness, helplessness
· Loss of interest or pleasure in hobbies and activities that were once enjoyed,
including sex
· Decreased energy, fatigue, being "slowed down"
· Difficulty concentrating, remembering, making decisions
· Insomnia, early-morning awakening, or oversleeping
· Appetite and/or weight loss or overeating and weight gain
· Thoughts of death or suicide; suicide attempts
· Restlessness, irritability
· Persistent physical symptoms that do not respond to treatment, such as
headaches, digestive disorders, and chronic pain

Click HERE for more information. I am currently researching on the subject and finding ways to overcome it before it destroy me. Apparently, you have to pay for the treatments and solutions, not knowing if it really works on you. There is no free lunch on earth right? This is one of the links: Todoinstitute

Gold Miner Vegas

2006-02-18T01:37:00.000+08:00

With more added features and useful items varieties, this upgraded version of the previous Gold Miner is a hoot to play. Perfect for curing boredom and relaxing without being too sophisticated. I can never unwind to [Counter Strike] or [World of Warcraft] even though I do not play them. Complicated games with too many commands and functions will only make me more excited instead of relaxing. Need I say more?

Play Gold Miner Vegas

Dream Dictionary

2006-02-12T15:07:00.000+08:00

Any of you people won the top prize in the recent $10 million Toto draw? If you are one of the lucky winner, congratulation. If not, it is time to get back to reality and stop daydreaming. Back to our old daily routine of dragging ourselves up for work and tolerating with unreasonable and incompetent bosses for those unlucky ones. (At least till the draw next year)

Speaking of dreams, I came upon a website that sort of explains what our dreams meant. Not sure if it is accurate but it does give you something to wonder about.

If you're interested, here it is:
The Meaning of Your Dreams

Restless Nights

2006-02-09T14:16:00.000+08:00

I have a problem that is affecting me for some time now. I used to have it occasionally in the past but during recent months, it has increased its visits and prowess on me like a python snake slowly twisting and tightening around its prey. The agony is so great that every night when it strikes I feel like killing myself just to be able to rest. What am I talking about?

Moreover, there is really no one available to discuss about it unless you are willing to pay to see the specialist. (Which not necessary works. This also proves that all the people I know do not suffer from insomnia and sleep like a pig. Lucky Bastards!) People tend to be less sympathetic about these sorts of things. They would be thinking that at most, you are only losing a couple hours of sleep and so it is really no big deal. However, what happens if you are only sleeping an average of four hours per day.....for three months! By now, I think my eye bags qualify me to impersonate a panda. I am starting to look like a freaking heroin addict man!

Sometimes I think I am born nocturnal. I should just sleep in the day and work during the night. Sadly, that is not the way the world or at least Singapore functions.

It is affecting my mood, my judgments, my thinking cap, my behaviors, my attitude, my good looks, my concentration, my working ability, my memory and many more. I felt very frustrated.

Anyway, I search for a couple of remedies and found a few. For those insomniacs like me try THIS out and see if it helps. Some of them work but not all the time. If you nightwalkers have any other suggestions I would love to hear them.

Jet Li Movie [Fearless]

2006-02-05T04:31:00.000+08:00

Just got back from watching [Fearless] with my fiancee. One hell of a show. Jet Li can still kick ass! Even my fiancee like the show. We were so intrigued by it and debated our own views on how much of the movie portions is truly based on the life of Huo Yuan Jia after the show ended.

Wanting to know more about this real life character and how the Jing Wu Association he created came about, the first thing I did after I came home is to research about him over the net. The informations I have obtained are very interesting. You will be surprised that one of Bruce Lee's film [Fist of Fury] is based loosely on the character of Liu Zhengsheng, Huo's senior student.

If you have the time, check out Huo Yuan Jia history and his works including how martial arts came about HERE. It includes an old rare photo of him. For those not interested in the history of the man and just want to see a bigger and clearer actual photo of the martial arts master click HERE. For those interested in reading the history in Chinese, I found two versions. VER 1 and VER 2. However, the two accounts doesn't quite agreed with each other in the sense that, the first version stated that his father, Huo En was persuaded to impart the family martial arts skills to him after he had shown he was capable of learning it without disgracing his family. The second version stated that Huo En is not aware of his son's capabilities until a stranger came to challenge them and thrashed the other brothers, which tally with the English history version above. Therefore, your guess is as good as mine.

Anyway I feel this show is still worth the price of the movie tickets.

Keep It Simple

2006-02-02T20:15:00.000+08:00

Recently I am addicted to a particular game call [Gold Miner]. It is not a high tech, slaying enemies, saving the world, work of art visual effects sophisticated type of game. In fact, it reminds you of the days when Nintendo cartridges games rule supreme. There is only two types of motion. Up and down.

Ah...don't you just miss the good old days where everything is kept REALLY simple?

Check it out HERE. Be warned. It is highly addictive despite its outlook.

Going In Public

2006-01-30T13:42:00.000+08:00

First day of the new lunar year and what do I see at my void deck? Some middle age pisser urinating at one of those corner pillars of my deck. I wished I had my camera with me so I could snap him in his pissing glory for the world to see. But then again, I wouldn't want to post that sort of photos at the beginning of the New Year. I need all the luck I can get without it eluding me at the sight of some inauspicious picture.

This is the 5th time I saw grown men ‘letting loose’ in public...and in everyone vision of sight! Maybe they have kidney or other health related problems. It seems NKF still need to improve on their effort. Used to be small brats who can't hold it in and without any basic courtesy and regards for anyone who would urinate in the lift and in public. Now I am not so sure. The trend seems to be heading in the opposite direction. Those brats must have grown up fast!

These are signs of things to come.

Just To Pass Time

2006-01-29T02:33:00.000+08:00

Here are a couple of quizzes I took to help me pass time on a boring first day of Chinese New Year. I never quite fancy the whole Chinese New Year celebration stuff. Too much trouble. The food was good. Other than that...well, I rather just treat it like another ordinary holiday and take the opportunity to rest at home.

How You Life Your Life

You seem to be straight forward, but you keep a lot inside.
You tend to avoid confrontation and stay away from sticky situations.
Your friends tend to be a as quirky as you are - which is saying a lot!
You tend to dream big, but you worry that your dreams aren't attainable.

How Do You Live Your Life?

You're the Trans-Siberian Railway!

When you were younger, most people only hung out with you to
serve a punishment they'd received. You're a fair bit more popular now than
in those old days, but it's still a stretch for many to try to get close to
you. You're just an extremely cold person, and you tend to venture off for
long periods of time. You have a seaside home you once kept secret, but now
you're willing to share with others. If you were a doctor, you would be Dr.
Zhivago.

Take the Trains and Railroads Quiz
at RMI Miniature Railroads.

No Luck

2006-01-28T03:27:00.000+08:00

Like any other normal Singaporean, I purchase 4D and Toto regularly. I do strike some prizes now and then but never the “BIG MONEY” as I do not buy more than $5 for a set of numbers. Certainly not like the person in the papers a few weeks back who strike $14 MILLION in 4D. $14 MILLION...imagine that! How much would you have to purchase to win that much in 4D? You have to buy $1000 big and $4000 small! Would you bet so much on just ONE set of number? Common sense would be to acquire as many number combinations as you can to widen the chance of winning. This proves luck is really an important aspect in life. In this case, betting on the right numbers at the right time with the right amount and you would be set for life without any worries.

I have stopped betting on 4D and Toto for a while now. You know how it is, when you invest in a particular number, it will almost never open. When you stop buying, the number will come out on the day you stop. So overall, it somewhat just even out for me.

A few days back, I had a ‘feeling’ when I saw a couple of random numbers. Therefore, I copied it down. Later that day I went to see the doctor due to a case of stomach flu and again had the ‘feeling’ when I looked at the receipt number. In the evening, when I sat down at the coffee shop for dinner, there is a small sticker on the chair I am sitting on with four numbers printed on it. I scrawl it down again. On Wednesday, the day of the draw, my bike is having some problems and so off to the repair shop. I noticed a set of numbers on the back wall of the workshop and thought to myself: “I gotta stop with all this number shit.”. Nevertheless, I scribbled down the numbers as well.

All in all there were a total of 6 set of numbers which I would have bet on if this occurrences happened a few months back but I have since restrained myself from betting cos I wouldn't want to end up like a gambling addict in Jack Neo's movie [Money Not Enough]. Only in movies are the characters able to strike big time in 4D, I thought to myself, not in real life.

Well wouldn't you know it. The numbers I wrote down came out in the Wednesday draw. ALL BLOODY SIX SET OF THEM!! What are the odds of THAT happening??!! I may not have won $14 million if I betted on the whole lot but I am sure the papers would be interested in interviewing me on my incredible luck. WASTED MAN! Otherwise, it would be a REALLY HAPPY NEW YEAR TO ME! What more can I say? I just hope this coming year of the dog brings me better luck...and let me know somehow in advance...please.

What Tickles The World Today

2006-01-24T02:00:00.000+08:00

In this ever-advancing technology era we are living in, there is lesser need for humans contact to get things done. This resulted in more and more people with isolation complex. Just like the wide acceptance and usage of the dildo, apparently these dolls are very popular in Japan and Europe. However, they do not come cheap. Their features are getting more and more frighteningly realistic. I have nightmares just looking at them. The images of Chucky are still in my mind.

How could anyone sleep with those things?! Actually, I'm more concerned with the fact that people "do it" with it!!

Find out more by clicking HERE.

Are You Back Yet?

2006-01-19T14:29:00.000+08:00

The missy been gone for two weeks now. Went overseas for work. Initially I was quite excited at the idea of being “alone” for a couple of weeks. OF COURSE, naturally I was sad and reluctant to see my sweetheart off in the airport as I watch her entered the departure gate and disappeared behind the verification booth.

However, being a guy, we start to think of all the crazy things we are able to do when our other half isn't around. Like meeting up with long time friends that we haven't been in contact with; Getting drunk and wasted without anyone nagging our ears off; Lazing at home the whole day without having to go SHOPPING with our other half; Relaxing our mind without having to burn our brains off at being tasked and expected to conjure up with what to do on weekends; Save money without having to spent on junk food, movie tickets, useless “cute” items (When we do spent on you ladies, we do it WILLINGLY OF COURSE!) ...etc...etc...etc. Basically just reliving our useless unproductive lifestyle when we were singles before our missy came along to straighten us out!
Ah...the freedom of being an insensitive pig again.

But the funny thing is, I started missing my baby barely two hours after she left...TERRIBLY. I am hopeless! What is going on here? I have become a total convert! I missed her complaining, her irrational behaviors (All girls behave irrationally), her “I don't care...I want this, I want that”, her “My way or else...” attitude, her smile, her laughter, her voice.
Gosh!! I actually missed her nagging!!

Haiz...it's a sign of age. I guess this is how she must have felt during all my overseas deployment. (I seriously hope so!) She has become a part of me that I cannot do without now. How I managed to survived the past two weeks is a wonder. Thank god, my baby is coming home this weekend. My hectic routines will resume when she is back but well...it is a task I would gladly uphold. It takes a REAL MAN (Trying hard to convince myself here) to cater to the needs of their sweetheart and take it all in our strides.

HURRY HOME MY LOVE!!

Toilet Talk

2006-01-16T18:45:00.000+08:00

We frequent the toilet everyday. (Obviously) It is part of our daily routine. When you gotta go, you gotta go. Well, when we are done with whatever we're doing and proceed to flush the “discard” down the tube, sometimes it backfires. As the velocity of the flushing system increases and the cleansing water swirls and crash together like a tsunami washing away our filth, some droplets of maybe even splashes of water spilled out of the toilet bowl and landed on us.

I'm not sure about you people but that freaks me out man! Imagining tiny bits of our shit or piss and whatever it contains touching our body. Hell, if I could I would take a shower straight away just to cleanse myself. But what happens if it occurs in a public loo like in a shopping center or coffees shop rest room? I just pray they have clean soap in there.

Book Quiz

2006-01-15T12:03:00.000+08:00

You're Adventures of Huckleberry Finn!

by Mark Twain

With an affinity for floating down the river, you see things in black
and white. The world is strange and new to you and the more you learn about it, the less
it makes sense. You probably speak with an accent and others have a hard time
understanding you and an even harder time taking you seriously. Nevertheless, your
adventurous spirit is admirable. You really like straw hats.

Take the Book Quiz
at the Blue Pyramid.

How We Behave : Men

2006-01-10T15:04:00.000+08:00

A couple of days back, I was in Alexander hospital for my medical appointment and I was hit by the sudden urges ‘to go’. So there I was in one of the hospital's fancy theme toilet, which is a lot similar to the ones in Singapore Zoo, just about to release myself of the tension at one of the five urinals when a plump short guy dressed in shirt and pants came in. He's wearing an ID tag so I assume that he is one of the doctors there or someone working in the hospital.

If there is one thing about us men that I do not understand is that, why do MOST guys have to take a peek at the person's ‘unloading rod’ beside you?! Normally, there is the subtle glance movement to the left and right. Then there is the circular motional peek whereby you focus on your ‘stuff’ at the start and go one round across your left and right, checking out other people's ‘stuff’ , stare at the ceiling for a while and come back down in the other direction before stopping at your initial starting point. By then, you would have finish unloading your piss, ready to zip up, flick it a bit and leave or whatever some guys do when they are done.

I myself never bother with other guy's manhood or steal a glance and would just focus on urinating. I mean, that's why I am in the toilet in the first place! I feel confident about my package and actually am quite proud of it. I do not feel the need to compare it with other dicks (Pardon the crudeness) just to reassure myself.

HOWEVER, that short wanker beside me does!! He didn't execute any ridiculous and excessive actions just to take a peek. He was practically staring and after a while ogling at my stuff! Hello, I know I have a great baggage but do you have to tilt your head forward just to have a better view...in front of me while I am urinating!! Moreover, there are only two of us inside with three unused urinals and four empty cubicles. Do you really have to squeeze up next to me?! This guy is seriously in need of a lesson in toilet etiquettes. Does he get a high from watching people urinating? I know a few homosexual friends and they wouldn't even do that, you pervert!!

I was quite enraged by this behavior and intuitively finish up in double time and got the hell out of there. I knew a couple of guys back in my BMT days that could piss in the direction where everyone is looking (For kicks!) and a few that would shit with the door open while chit chatting with those outside or taking a shower. Those are parts and parcels of life when you are in BMT training. We are now out of camp, out of the wilderness, out of Mandai and Tekong insects infested forest, out of our uniforms. We are in a bloody hospital for crying out loud with nicely decorated and clean dry toilets for everyone to enjoy. There are nice paintings on the walls for you to focus on while urinating. A peek or two is fine. Hey, you can even stare at it for a few SECONDS if you want. I know I have great looking manhood. Go ahead and be jealous. That would really boost my egos. (Guys will be guys) Just stop making me think you're conjuring up some disgusting fantasy in that twisted mind of yours that involved my penis.

As I washed up and left the toilet, I could have swore I saw saliva droplets on the floor area directly below the queer's mouth. Or is it...??

Related Category : How We Behave : Women

Unselfish Act

2006-01-07T16:36:00.000+08:00

Just thought of something in particular. Is there such a thing as an unselfish act? Seriously, I ponder about this question when watching Joey from the sitcom [Friends] in one of their episode, whereby Phoebe is trying to prove to Joey that acts of unselfishness exist. But does it??! Take donations for example, when people make a contribution to the less fortunate such as community chest, children society, religious funds raising and the now infamous NKF, what were you thinking at that moment? That you should probably help them out since you are more fortunate and that, you are really a good person inside? Therefore, you are doing a “wonderful” thing and want nothing in return. It is the right thing to do. However, it makes you feel good doesn't it? Pleased that you have done a good deed by helping out and that surely must make you a "good" person. Nevertheless, the truth is, you are donating to feel good bout yourself inside.

A couple of examples:

1.You help an old woman cross the road. You feel good cos that shows you are really a caring and helpful citizen of the community. Hence, you sort of were rewarded in terms of emotional sensation.

2.You gave up your seat on the bus/mrt for a pregnant or elderly person. What a very considerate person you must be. (Bet the praises and approving nods from other passengers gives you the highs. Once again you 'received' something.)

We may argue all you want but that is the truth. Would people have donated if it makes them feel like shit? If I were to ask any of you to contribute to my beer and cigarettes funds, I bet you will ask me to fly kite. But hey, I Feel good. So why can't you hand over your dough so that I could enjoy? Cos you do not get anything in return that's why! You do not get any satisfaction from knowing I am enjoying myself.

Same Old, Same Old

2006-01-04T03:32:00.000+08:00

Was in a moving crowd in Queenstown Shopping Centre the other day and some people were pushing others aside so they could get through. One particular woman behind me even went to the extend of saying: “Excuse me do you mind?!” with the 'stare' intact. Hello...you think I block your passage on purpose is it?! Can't you see the crowd in front and I am also a victim of the human sandwich?

One young ~~lady~~ girl went as far as to push me aside with her hands just so she could order a cup of bubble tea. No eye contact, no “excuse me”, no nothing.

What did I do? I snapped at both of them and make a scene in public lecturing about basic courtesy and manners. Strangely enough, everyone started making way for me to pass after that. My honey bum cupcake was of course oblivious to the whole scenarios cos she is very focus on getting a new pair of track shoes and can't be bothered to know what's happening around her. (That includes me. Maybe if I faint behind her she won't know it until 10 minutes later when she realized my grumpy complaining stops. Ha-ha)

This afternoon a car owner was parking headfirst and bangs his license plate cos he parked too near. I signaled to him to reverse and he gave me the 'look' as if I am too busybody and doubted his parking skills. No thanks, no gesture, no nothing again. Of course I didn't informed him that his license plate have been dented in half after that cos his head and pride is too suck up in the air to notice what's down below.

Gosh! I can't stand rude and arrogant people! What a way to start the New Year. Guess this year going to be the same as the last. Maybe it is time to resurrect the courtesy lion!

Season Greetings Attack

2005-12-27T01:10:00.000+08:00

You know it is going to happen. Every time a festive season is around the corner, it will appear. It waits silently without anyone noticing it except for the executor who carries it all year round. Its source of origin is unknown. Then before the last hour of countdown to ANY holiday's celebrations, it mysteriously materializes in your cell phone inbox, reminding you of its presence again.

YES.....FORWARD (RECYCLE!) SMS (Short Messages) GREETINGS!

I am ready for the New Year eve wave of sms attack. It is a blessing to be remembered wouldn't you say? Therefore, I am quite delighted to be the recipient of joyful blessing.

Some Facts And Belief....Not That It Matters

2005-12-24T01:03:00.000+08:00

Saw this on my organization intranet. Not sure whether it is accurate or not. Just some additional information.

Christmas is celebration of the birth of Jesus Christ born over two thousand years ago.

'Christmas' gets its name from 'Christ' (Meaning 'messiah' or 'anointed one') and 'mass' (Meaning 'religious festival')

Historians believe that Christmas was first celebrated on 25th December in 336AD.

Englishman Sir Henry Cole reportedly created the world's first Christmas card in 1843. Sir Henry, who wanted to encourage more people to use the new postal system, designed a Christmas card with an artist friend and sold 1000 cards for a shilling each!

The custom of exchanging gifts during Christmas is said to have been inspired by the example of the wise men in bible, who came bearing gifts of gold, frankincense and myrrh for the baby Jesus.

According to legend, the tradition of decorating the Christmas tree can be traced back to Martin Luther the 16th century protestant reformer who was so awed by the brilliance of the stars twinkling through the branches of the trees in the wood that he decorated a small fir tree in his home with candles to recapture the scene for his family.

An Austrian priest, Joseph Mohr in 1818, wrote the Christmas carol “Silent Night”. As the church organ was broken and could not be repair in time for Christmas Eve, he decided to write a carol that could be sung by the choir to guitar music. On Christmas Eve, “Stille Nacht” was sung for the first time in a little Austrian church.

Santa's Coming To Town....Again?

2005-12-22T11:23:00.000+08:00

Christmas is coming. Everyone is talking about it. You can see decorations on the streets especially on orchard road. You can see people rushing to buy their last minute gifts, sending out their last minute greeting cards. You can hear it on the radio as they broadcast those unbearable Christmas jingles. You can see Salvation Army personnel with their big red money pots asking for donations by just standing there shaking their tiny little bells. You can see catalogs for every imaginable kind of log cakes in the bakery. You can see it in the papers where every retail and product organization including car dealers with their big right-in-your-face bold letters: “CHRISTMAS SALE!” You can sense the lovey dovey feeling in the air. You can smell the fresh baked cookies from the oven. You can taste the richness of the season coming.

And frankly.....I HATE IT!!

I used to LOVE Christmas when I was just a young reckless prick. Wished everyday could be Christmas then. As the years pass and my prick mature and grow in both length and girth, I no longer share the enthusiasm of the season. Perhaps it is due to the increasing responsibility we need to take and the burden of stress from all areas of life. This year itself, Christmas somewhat just creeps up on me. I only realized Christmas is on Sunday this week four days ago!! Talk about losing track of time. Due to increasing workload, I do not even feel the difference between weekdays and weekends anymore. Weekends are now officially used for running errands and for settling unresolved matters instead of resting. Guess I just lost my Christmas mojo.

So spare me your Ho Ho Hos and Yo Yo Yos this year. Not that I am grumpy like Scrooge McDuck but I getting too old for all this celebrative shit.

Furthermore, the pre-celebration of any holidays now is getting so overrated and commercial that I wonder if anyone actually remembers the true meaning of Christmas itself??!! Yes (Yawn).....IT IS the birth of Jesus Christ. What I am typing about is whether anyone remembers the SPIRIT of Christmas?

It is the season of giving isn't it? Not presents in case you people misunderstood. The giving to the less fortunate. How many of us lavish on ourselves and on others instead of giving to the needy and desperate? Shouldn't we be spreading the joy so everyone can have a merry Christmas? Well.....we still has a long way to go before there is equality in the world. This by the way is NEVER going to happen!

Not that I assume I have done my part by donating some money here and there but hearing about what I can only perceived as narcissists everywhere on the streets bragging about what they got for themselves and from others, how expensive and 'classy' it is and where they will be going to spend their Christmas simply K.O my mood down for the count.

I will be spending quality time with my Queen lazing around enjoying each other company. Guess that is my idea of a merry Christmas from now on. Nothing fancy. Just the two of us and the possibility of the unknown future ahead.

What's Your Sexy Name

2005-12-16T09:03:00.000+08:00

[ Via Lancerlord ]

I can't decide which one sounds more erotic.

How We Behave : Women

2005-12-13T12:31:00.000+08:00

Most women in this modern society will never be on time for an appointment! (Noticed that I didn't use the word ALL) It is just not in their nature to be early. Women of yester-years like my grandmother and my aunt have never been late for anything as far as I can remember. You can say they are more ‘anxious’ to reach their destination. If the appointment were at 3pm, my grandmother would be up at 7am taking a bath, getting ready and wanting to set off at 10:30am. Of course, this drives my dad crazy and he would tell her that he won't be leaving until 1pm, which still have a two-hour window and asked her to sit and wait. Naturally, she will be sulking her face and complaining to me about my dad until they finally took off for their appointment.

To be fair, woman nowadays occasionally do show up on schedule. However, this only applies depending on certain factors. Like you are close friends meeting up to paint the town red. You're not that close and you do not want the other party to be kept waiting. You have a business meeting or event to attend to together and can't afford to be late. You two are going on a first date and both of you don't want to create a bad impression by being late.

On the other hand, once you two are attached and your status have been upgraded to boyfriend, husband and eventually father of her kids, you can kiss being early for any events or outings goodbye. From then now, woman exist and operates in another dimension where their perception of time is inconsistent from the universal domain around us. They function in a parallel space whereby they're on an average of 15 minutes behind real time. One thing I have learned is that you can make arrangement with them the day before and remind them every hour of the day but they will still be late. You can give them a head start by saying you'll be there to pick them up from work/gathering/their place/meetings in two hours time but they will only start to prepare when you called up again and say you're already at the proposed destination waiting for them!

Why do women always torture men with their unexplainable and mystified behavior? Take shopping for example. Men need a certain item A. We go and purchase the item. We go home. Women THINK of what they THINK they may need. They go to search and see which place has the best bargain for item A. They got distracted with item B, item C, item D along the way. They spend 6 hours browsing through item E to item Z before coming back to item A.
They went home empty-handed feeling satisfied!

Unfortunately, I too am a victim of the postmodern women erratic behavior. Like all the men out there who loved their spouse or soul mate, there is a sentence we frequently say when asked about our opinion to all this sort of irrational and illogical nature by our still single brothers out there: “What to do?!!”

Examples of Commonly faced scenarios:

I'm ready to go.
(What she isn't telling you is: “As soon as I recall if there is anything I left out that needs to be done.” That would give you a good 7-10 minutes before she is out of the house.)

I will be ready in 1 minute.
(Have to find matching shoes to go along with the outfit. Which translate to 15 minutes of waiting time. )

I will be ready in 15 minutes.
(Take out a newspapers cos that normally works out to be 45 minutes of waiting time. She'll be multi-tasking, putting on makeup, watching whatever is on TV during that ' brief ' intervene, playing with the dog, chatting with a friend on the phone or family members.)

I will be ready in 30 minutes.
(If you hear this, I suggest you either finished watching the soccer game on TV, take a shower, have a short nap, slip a cup of coffee or tea at a nearby coffee shop and wait for her call saying she is ready to go!)

Like I said: “What to do?!”

We Finally Got It

2005-12-08T01:20:00.000+08:00

After two long years of countless, exhausting and not forgetting to mention time consuming HDB housing Balloting, Walk-In-Selections and Build-To-Order exercises, we finally got the keys to our NEW HDB flat yesterday! Finally, never was I so happy to take up a loan from any institutions and to put myself in debts EVER in my life.

Being Chinese and somewhat superstitious, my fiancee and I went to NTUC fair price and purchased two pineapples. We didn't know exactly what procedures to execute for house owners wanting to enter their house for the first time but pineapple is a safe bet cos everyone is doing it. You are supposed to throw or roll the pineapple into your bare and unobstructed house before you enter. This custom is believed to bring you good luck and wealth while chasing away all the bad luck. Some hardcore people like my mum even suggested mandarin oranges and apples. Anyone know the actual procedures for this sort of things?

Pineapple is pronounced “Ong Lai” in Hokkein. Meaning “Wealth come” literally. (I am not even Hokkein in the first place but my fiancee is) Since it is no big effort and just some extra steps so I thought better to just follow the custom. Everyone wants good luck right?!

Especially now since our days of debt have started! (Monthly installment, PUB bills, TV and Radio licenses bills, ....) Really gave me a heart attack when I saw my hard-earned CPF money being wiped out to $0.
(It is the practice to deduct everything in your account first nowadays even if you have more than enough for the 20% or 10% down payment whichever option you chose for the payment of your flat)
My method is, the lesser the interest the better so I opt for the 20% down payment, which of course we paid more than that since both our accounts are now empty.

HDB sure is not wrong when they call our housing Flats. My wallet and CPF account sure is FLAT now!

Prankster

2005-12-04T12:31:00.000+08:00

Yesterday when I came back from work in the morning, I saw my dad outside our house looking around the corridor area. We greeted each other and it was then that I was informed of what happened the night before.

Someone had vandalized our corridor walls with the typical loan shark trademark. The usual “Owe money return money #xx-xxx” scribbling across the walls with paint and #xx-xxx representing the house unit number. So what's new about it, I thought to myself. This is not the first time this sort of thing had happened. The neighbor below us once had their front door locked and wrapped around in steel chain preventing them from getting out while their surrounding walls proudly displayed the works of the debts collectors.

I glance around and noticed that the writing on the walls have already been erased and the only evidence left is the fresh new contrasting layer of paint covering them. I was dragging my tired soul into the house when my dad told me: “It was our unit number on the wall.”

Too shack out to react but a deep and shock ‘WHAT?!!’ screamed out inside my head.

“When did it happen?” I asked

“Last night when I came back from work round 9pm.” Replied my dad.

“You mean it happened in the evening?! When there were still people walking around coming back from work?”

“Yes. It was also written on the walls of our Malay neighbor beside the lift. They said that when they came home about 8:30pm there were no sign of any vandalism as yet.”

True enough, there were also a new coating of random paint on one of their walls.

“So it occurred between 8:30pm and 9pm in the evening with occupants INSIDE the house?”

“Yes.”

My goodness. What on earth is going on?! Both the Malay neighbor AND my younger brother were at home during that period. How could they not noticed or hear anything suspicious going on outside the door? These guys must be pros.

The police were called in and my dad was told that most likely it was just a prank played by some idiots who had too much time on their hand. Yup, too much time is what they're going to get...in the hospital when I get my hands on them! If I were home at that moment, probably all this commotion wouldn't have happened. I start questioning the situation awareness of my brother and our surrounding neighbors. I can't decide which is worse. Too trusting of our surrounding or too heck-care to bother?

Wait...for all I know, this could be the work of the knocker
(Loud sudden dunk dunk dunk music in the background with flashes of lightning strike.)

See related: Here and Here

What Is Your View Of The World

2005-12-01T13:24:00.000+08:00

Your World View

You are a moralist with conventional ideas, which some people would call old-fashioned.
You probably think that most of the world falls badly below your standards.
Your inhibitions and sense of guilt are in the way of your happiness.

You think that people tend to use sex for evil, as a weapon.
Your parents probably played a big part in the formation of such a guilt complex as yours.
Your mind is in chains, and it's time you did something to free it.

What Is Your World View?

I have to agree with it. I'm ok with being called old-fashioned.

Midnight Rattling Of A Tired Man

2005-11-30T01:55:00.000+08:00

The heart is a funny thing. It makes you yearn for stuff you never dreamed of and once you got it and becomes a part of you, you realized that it brought more pain and sorrow but yet... it is hard to let go. You can never imagine living life without it ever again. It could be the desirous of materialistic possessions or the fondness of another individual. We struggle to keep things afloat, tolerating any nonsense we may encounter while hoping everyday that the best is yet to come. This is especially true for the case of the latter.

Recently, like a fresh new trend of fashion on parade, a lot of my friends and people I know confided the problems they are facing to me.

Money, husband, wife, boyfriend, girlfriend, career, family, lesbians, gays, people they fucked, people they hope to fuck, people who fucked them,....etc...etc...etc.

SAME OLD SHIT!

Some of them confessed that they're getting attached or married cos they think it is time. Love is the LAST thing on their mind. Afraid of loneness and contended with just being with someone, they took the plunge. In addition, it works both ways. It is the same case for both parties. No wonder divorce rate is on the rise!

On the other hand, some of them are afraid to take the plunge cos love is the FIRST thing on their mind and they want more than being with someone. They want a listening ear. Some want securities and some ardor the uncertainties in life, not knowing what may happen next.

However, I do understand. When that special someone does not understand or make the effort to understand you, it hurts knowing that you are still facing the world alone.

So one group will just find someone they can live and be friends with instead of a lover. The other group tends to hate the stable life, knowing what will happen in the future with your love one is a big turn-off. Excitement they say, so they wandered off to the unknown, often encountering jerks or bitches in the process.

I personally disagreed with this two type of postulation and do not wished to elaborate.
To me..... IT IS ALL CRAP!

From my experiences, people in the first group are normally mature in thinking and have been hurt badly before. Thus, lost their faith in love. The latter is associated with youngsters who have not grown mentality and obviously still in need of a spanking cos they are not that battered as they complain to be.

It is hard trying to find someone who is willingly to tolerate and understand you in this god-forsaken era. No one is willing to bear the hardship anymore. The vows of marriage are nothing more than a required custom with no strength of bearing any truth in it.

If you have that special someone who is with you though not psychically but mentally and is willing to take shit from you, treasure them.

It doesn't matter if you alone by yourself or walking in a crowd like a school of salmons on orchard road areas, deep within your heart, unbearable feeling of loneness still grip you with its never releasing shapeless hands. It is not company that you seek but community of thoughts or same mentally that you are after.

Whether day or night, you're trapped alone with no rays of light, just floating in the void of your own subsistence. Praying that someone might accept your existence. Alas in the end, we are all alone in the continuance of time. For we all die alone.

What Age Do You Act

2005-11-25T11:11:00.000+08:00

From Lancerlord blogsite.

You Are 32 Years Old

Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe.

13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.

20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.

30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more!

40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.

What Age Do You Act?

Motivation

2005-11-22T09:05:00.000+08:00

I try to live by the example in this photo, which resulted in unnecessary troubles sometimes. But still, I feel that's the way to live. Once you are afraid, you get repress in your track and can't move forward until you overcome your fear.

A Dog In Thoughts

2005-11-17T15:26:00.000+08:00

Just got back from overnight duties and the gym after I knocked off. Shack to the bone man! Anyway, before I hit slumber land, feel like uploading this photo of a dog I took at one of SPCA's road show at Bugis a month back.
(Actually, I ripped the photo on display with my camera phone. That is why it is not as clear)

Nevertheless, I loved this photo. Hope I can get to know the owner. Anyone who owns a dog or have AT LEAST been in contact with one before would know how difficult it is for them to keep still. Much less posed for the camera!

Instead of those usual “Ohh....so cute!” photos, I find it refreshing and amazed at the subject in the picture. Look at those eyes. So full of wisdom and deep in thoughts. Glazing far away and in a mind of its own.

Just what is going through its head? Is it sad? Is it happy? Is it reminiscing?

Somehow, there is a connection. Those would knows me would agree that I have a habit of posing for the camera in that “Thinking” position. I am sure me and the dog would make a great pair together. (As photos companion I mean!!)

Insomnia Attack

2005-11-11T07:33:00.000+08:00

Sigh...Dead beat and worn out. However, this is one of those days whereby Dreamland has voted to shut me out. Perhaps it is because there are too much random thoughts and worries going through my mind. As usual, I totally lost control of my brain cells activities and they decided to work overtime tonight. (Its morning now by gosh!) Perhaps it is the 5 cup of tea I drank that is keeping me awake. Who knows? Nevertheless, the motion for a long, tiring and shitty day ahead is set.

What do you do when you can't seem to fall asleep? Blog about it and hit the gym after you're done. That way, I am guaranteed a seating for the opening preview of whatever is showing in Slumber Land straight away after I came back from work later in the night. First class and front row man!

Ah...The wondrous joy of being able to sleep.

The Knocker Strike...Yet Again!

2005-11-11T04:03:00.000+08:00

It is 4:25am now and he/she just banged on my door ...again!! What can I say? I'm getting that hidden cam this coming weekend. Maybe I should ask JOHNNY if he ZHNG front door with alarm and instant image capturing device too.

For the benefit of those who do not know what Zhng is, it actually meant modify in hokkien language.

See related: HERE and HERE

The Knocker Strikes Again

2005-11-11T02:59:00.000+08:00

I seriously need to do something about the prank that this asshole is playing. Obviously, there is a problem here. For someone to bang people's door in the middle of the night and ran off, it shows that the joker is bored and frustrated. He/she obviously wants attention and society is clearly neglecting him/her.

I assume he/she is jobless or else he/she won't have the excess energy left after a hard day work to go around disturbing people in the middle of the night. With the rate of jobless declining as mentioned in the papers, he/she must be the ‘few’ unlucky ones who did not managed to obtain a monthly salary format.

Poor thing!

Perhaps I could help by installing a hidden cam and catch him/her in action. That way, after I send the photo evidences to the police and pasting his/her face in A4 size posters all around the neighborhood, it would solve all of his/her problems wouldn't it?

Not only will he/she become infamous, he/she will not need to worry about how to spend time cos he/she would be busy making money after paying or trying to pay the FINE that the police will be imposing in court. Better still, if he/she landed in jail, he/she won't have to fret about meals cos it is provided and there are many people inside who would ‘look after’ these sorts of wimps wouldn't they?

Oh man, I loved helping people with serious issues!

See related HERE

Indulgence

2005-11-09T02:34:00.000+08:00

Oh man, it has been a long time since I allow myself to unwind. The result? Pure ecstasy. Once I had that sinful pleasure down my throat, I was rejuvenated instantly.

Been a while since I allow my taste bud to indulge with the full rich flavor of man's greatest invention .....BEER!!
(Ok ok. SOME people may cite fire, wheels and electricity as man's greatest invention)

By the way, I'm not an alcoholic, in case you're wondering.

Karaoke Fanatic Neighbor

2005-11-08T18:02:00.000+08:00

I have a neighbor who thinks he is a superstar. Almost everyday he would CROW (Not crown but crow!) old once-beautiful melodious ballads into what I can only describe as a out-of-tune, ( In fact tuneless!) out-of breathe Rod Stewart on the mic. The worst part is that he REPEATS every song thrice and every time in the SAME order and selection every other day!

I can't even manage to rest on my off days or when I am back from operational duties. It is as if I was brought into a weird timeless, never-ending dimension. Climbing mountains, running in a marathon and swimming across the pacific in a Iron man contest is more relaxing than tolerating with the level of unhealthy stress and vibration my ear drums have to bear every time he hits the play button and starts with his : “Ah ah ah ......woooo....” !

How much is your blog worth?

2005-11-03T01:17:00.000+08:00

Well, since everyone is doing it, I might as well join in.

My blog is worth $1,693.62.
How much is your blog worth?

I'm banging my hopes on the compounded interest in the near future.

Character

2005-11-03T01:07:00.000+08:00

Duty and Loyalty: You serve your purpose and do
what you must do. People would consider you
someone to rely on, and one who keeps his/her
word when he/she gives it.
Which Characteristic From the Samurai Code Matches You Best? (You may find out your best trait)

Dynasty Warrior

2005-11-03T00:58:00.000+08:00

I noticed that this sort of analyzing personality and matching with famous characters diagnostic games are getting more and more popular. Thought I would give it a try and this is whom I am most similar with.

Holiday? What's that?

2005-11-01T02:09:00.000+08:00

How do you know you are really sick?
When you have been sneezing all day and finally you noticed that blood is flowing out of your nostril when you wipe your nose.

How do you know if you are overworked and stress out?
When there is blood oozing out when you have no choice but to expel air forcibly from the mouth and nose in an explosive, spasmodic involuntary action due to irritation of the nasal mucous membrane and in your saliva but you can't afford to rest or see the doctor cos you have exam on Wednesday and monthly report to submit to your boss by Friday. In addition, you can't sleep thinking that there are still a lot of crap that needs to be done.

I was told today and Thursday are holidays, a time for relaxation.
What the hell is that?! Makes no difference to me.

The Knocker

2005-10-31T01:36:00.000+08:00

The damn twilight ‘Knocker’ has just strike again. Recently there have been cases of some REALLY free asshole that would bang on my front door twice and run off. Damn pissed off man! Moreover, strange enough, it always occurred when I am the only one in the living room. Maybe I should install a hidden video cam outside to capture the identity of the culprit. Does anyone else ever experience this sort of childish act before? Just have to vent it out by writing or else I would go mad!

Funny thing is that not once did I hear any sound of footstep or ‘running away’ rustle after the knocking and there is no sight of anyone even if I opened the door within 1 second. Chinese seventh month is already over so cannot be that ‘sort of things’ right? It is most unlikely that I am imagining it. Hmm...I wonder.

Doing my part

2005-10-26T01:19:00.000+08:00

I felt really good today man! Why? Cos I contributed to the government....in the form of a fine. Nevermind if it was involuntary at first but when the T.P. passed me my ticket, there is a sense of inner peace and satisfaction knowing I did my part in community building.

You see, as I was riding on the expressway on my way to view the unit of my choice from the recent walk-in-selection, a familiar white motorcycle rode along side with me. I was in the center lane. He waved to me ‘Requesting’ that I should pull over. I glance at my speedometer and it was pointing at 92km/hr. Hmm....Cannot be so suay and strict to book me for just a measly 2km over-speeding right? The cars around me are all zooming pass us. They are definitely over 110km/hr man! So why is he stopping me? Could it be that I won some kind of good road user contest since I am the only one abiding by them?

Anyway, we both pulled over and stopped on the road shoulder. As he walks over, he looks around as if he just lost a thousand dollars and was trying very hard to search for it. After going from back to front of my bike and bottom to top of me, he finally said,

T.P : “Your helmet not secured properly. Headlights also never on.”

Mr Lee : “Huh? Mine is the Velcro type lay. So sometimes the strap tends to be loose and I wouldn't know.”

T.P : “Cannot. No no. That is illegal.” Shaking his head constantly.

T.P : “Driving license, insurance and I.C.” Where is the “please” I wondered? Thought police officers were taught to request ‘politely' ?

I just keep quiet cos I am in a hurry and feel wonderful that a nice police officer had taught me the proper way of wearing a helmet.
When he handed me the ticket for a $150 fine, I was trilled!!

Nevermind that I was not told or taught 8 years ago that securing a helmet by Velcro is illegal.

Nevermind that I thought, since it was illegal why are the shops even permitted to sell them without informing the public?

Nevermind that instead of a warning (First time I was stopped by T.P. ever!) I was given three de-merit points plus a $150 fine.

Nevermind that the T.P look like he owes loan shark tons of money and was just trying to fulfilled his quota for the month so his bosses won't sack him.

Hey, he is just doing his job no matter how suspicious it seems. Thank you mr traffic policeman. I will give them my hard-earned $150 plus time and effort as payment for tuition fees. Isn't that a good trade-off?

Guess when the government promotes my organization with the slogan: “I don't get a ticket for breaking the sound barrier.”

They obliviously failed to mention. : “But I do get one when my helmet is not worn correctly especially when it comes to my helmet strap.”

With government like this how can we go wrong?!! If you get into an accident and die cos your helmet came off, they would say : “Shit man! Another valuable carrot-headed resource gone down the drain. How can we prevent that from happening?”

T.P : “I know! Or-gong them for not wearing their helmet in the correct manner! At least if he suay suay langa, we would have make sure he is doing his part as a good citizen by paying us before hand. Respectful right?”

I did my part in society building and it felt so good!
You people should chip in more often too! Especially those drivers who overtoke us today at the speed of light. Perhaps traffic police shouldn't wear sunglasses anymore. It ain't that cool and you are depriving some ‘Real’ good citizens from paying and doing their part. Let us all do our bits towards community building. (People with heart problem please do not try it out yourself. Hazardous to your conditions)

The Rush

2005-10-24T04:43:00.000+08:00

I have been having the rush for the last four days.

Rushing to HDB hub to get best possible queue number for the latest walk in selections of HDB flats on offer.

Rushing to view all the show flats on display

Rushing to inspect and anlayize the neighborhood and surrounding areas of my choice units

Rushing to calculate the price and monthly installment my fiancee and I have to fork out every month

Rushing to shortlist all the units that gave us the ‘Good Feeling’ about it

Now I am rushing to sleep so I can wake up with a good enough clear mind for my appointment with HDB later.

So why on earth am I still blogging at this moment? I am a hopeless addict it seems. Ha-ha.
(Actually rushing to wait for my hair to dry so I can hit the bed cos just taken a shower. Too late at night to use the hair blower)

I just hope that the units we short-listed are available when it is my turn.

Just For Laugh

2005-10-19T00:27:00.000+08:00

Thought I might share some jokes that were forward to me, which I found it funny.
(OK I'm on a study break now so I'm trying to relax a bit until I crank up my brain cells in 10 minutes)
These must have been really old jokes but they are funny as they are true in some sense.

Behind every successful woman, there is a satisfied man.
But behind a satisfied woman, there is an exhausted man
( Very true indeed!! )

Why was the 2-piece swimsuit invented?
To separate the HAIRY section from the DAIRY section.
( A bit lame lah I know)

Sex is like a restaurant.
Sometimes you get full satisfactory service
Sometimes you have to be satisfied with self-service
( It's worse when you have to pay for service charges when you didn't get any! )

Teacher: "What do you want to become?"
Little Max: "Doctor!!"
Teacher: "Why?"
Little Max: "Coz it's the only profession where you can tell a woman to take off her clothes and
ask her husband to pay for it."
( Ya man! Damn the system! )

An old virgin wanted her tombstone to read: BORN A VIRGIN, LIVED A VIRGIN, DIED A VIRGIN.
The engraver shortened it to: “RETURNED UNOPENED”
( No offences to vigins or ladies for that matter )

Bugs

2005-10-18T02:42:00.000+08:00

The other night while I was doing my report, a bug (I think. Not an expert on insects) flew in and decided to make a pit stop on the side of my monitor. Being enticed by its appearances, I decided to take a snap shot of it.

So many different types of patterns and designs between them. Truly amazing.
(Or disgusting according to some woman which is beyond me)
Now I'm neutral when it comes to insect.
(Provided they don't try to snatch my food)
Nevertheless, I do wonder what family of insect species it belongs.

More Beyond Concert Photos

2005-10-18T01:48:00.000+08:00

Not much of costume changes. Their focus is letting the music speaks for themselves.

Members of BEYOND from top: STEVE, PAUL and WING
The quality is quite blurring cos I utilized my digital zoom to the max that I can.

This is the distance I'm seated with my optical zoom to the max. Damn! Should have brought a 10x optical zoom camera.

All in all, a POWER performances.

Beyond Concert

2005-10-17T16:04:00.000+08:00

I am REALLY getting Too DAMN OLD for this shit. 10 years ago during their first concert here, I was screaming, dancing, waving my hands and light sticks like a mad man, jumping up and down on the chair, wolf whistling and shouting out cheers.

The crowd settling in before the concert

10 years later, I couldn't even drag myself out of the comfort of my seat just to stand up and cheer. Heck, I don't even feel like putting my hands together and clap after every songs even though their performances were still good as ever. Tiring man!! By coincidence, the surrounding areas around me were seated with aunties and uncles or couples in their late thirties. Guess I fitted right in with my current mentality and mood. The concert was “ok lah” by my standards. Or was it because I no longer shared the same enthusiasm of those youngsters swinging theirs hands to and fro, back and forward, side to side, up and down throughout the performances. Feels like too much work.

Sigh.....give me a soft bouncy sofa and a cup of hot coffee while I lazed around in the comfort of my home with the tube on anytime.

See you guys in another 10 years time.

Money well spent?

2005-10-15T12:16:00.000+08:00

After ten long years of waiting, it is finally here again. Yes!! I was just thinking bout it a month back and then they announced it on the air. Is it for real? Excitedly, I went on the net for inquiry. The monitor screen flashes the answer to my unconvinced state of mind.

Precious: “Dear, a bit expensive lay.”
Mr Lee: “Ya lor. But it may be the last time I see them together here in Singapore.”
Precious: “So you're going? Ok. I'll see you after it has ended.”
Mr Lee: “What after it ended? You're coming with me.”
Precious: “Huh? You sure? Wah then VERY expensive to pay for two people lay.”
(She already assumes I would be paying for her share. Women are good. Leave you with no room to bargain.)
Mr Lee: “Of course you're coming with me lah. (Heartache) I'm not going alone. Somemore none of my friends is able to make it. They have totally LOST their Mojo and spent their money on useless stuff and unnecessary luxuries to be able to afford it. Sad for them really.”
Precious: “Or you go alone and enjoy yourself lah. I'm ok with it since I'm not really into them.”
(Trust me, woman are NEVER 'ok' with it.)
Mr Lee: “Jump up and down by myself meh? Wait people say what is this Lao beng doing by himself how?”
Precious: “You REALLY want to go? Very EXPENSIVE lay.”
Mr Lee: “Hmm....Ya lor. Think forget it lah. Don't go lah.”
Precious: “Are you sure you REALLY DON'T want to go? Been 10 years lay. Maybe you have to wait another 10 years for them to come. If they do come again."
Mr Lee: “Err....nevermind lah. I will LUN! Could always listen to the CDs even if the feeling is different. ”
Precious: “You REALLY sure? The cost price divided by 10 years is considered ok lah. About $30 per year.”
Mr Lee: “Hmm...err.....I can LUN lah!”
Precious: “REALLY? Don't regret later you know.”
Mr Lee: “Argghhh!! Ok lah! We GO! I will show you how rock and roll your darling is all about during my youth.”

Sigh...Guess once a true blue rocker, always a rocker. Though I am more into jazz nowadays. But I always have a thing against cover versions and supported original works.

Tonight I will ROCK the stadium with my buttercup and all the frantic fans. Once you have been to the live session before; the energy, the enthusiasm, the power, the unanimously sing-a-along, the feeling of unitedly. It will consume you and get you addicted. Oh well, let me indulge a bit tonight cos I haven't done so in a long time. My buttercup is more of a classical and pop queen while I am the "Rocking" king. ( Pun intended)
I just hope she don't fall asleep due to boredom!

A Sucker for the Blues

2005-10-13T13:23:00.000+08:00

These are some stuff I would be wasting my money on. Hmm….I wonders if it is because I can’t wait to start my own family and have kids or because the author’s brand of humor really gets to me?

Faith

2005-10-10T01:51:00.000+08:00

These past weeks have been really hectic. My fiancee got a new job that pays a lot. However, she is having second thoughts due to many reasons. Be it personnel or environment induced, they are all reasons that are valid. Suddenly the reality of what I am currently involved with sank in. Money, prospects, the unknown future. Though she has not even reached half the number of years that I have been tolling with work, she is getting a lot more salary than me. Is it due to her overseas qualifications? Do not get me wrong. My honey is very qualified and focuses on what she does and puts in a lot of effort in learning new work-related stuff and most of all, tolerating with incompetent bosses. I am really glad and proud of her. However, I admit I am a bit of a male chauvinist pig in some senses that I feel man should always be the breadwinner and earn more than women. Blame it on my egos and traditionalist values.

If possible, I hope to earn enough to provide for her and my family and that she can be the tai-tai she wants to be. Since the age of eight I have been working. Even during secondary and poly, I have been working part times with many odd jobs to support my studies and myself. My buttercup always complain that I have no childhood. What to do? I need to eat right? Where got time to watch cartoons or play 'five stones' ? Should I blame it on fate or that my parent are humble folks who just desire a simple life and puts the welfare of their eldest child second compare to theirs. I did not complain to them then and I will not complain to them now either. Since young I have been supporting myself and know the values of money together with all the strings of evils attached to it and that, survival is really bout the strongest, not the richest. The 'Never say die attitude' . If the world were to end tomorrow, I KNOW I can still manages to stay alive longer than anyone else does.
(In Singapore, people are used to pampered lifestyle. Third world countries would possibly outlive anyone else if Dooms Day came)

I do not have the luxury of a stay at home mum who cooks for her children. I am however grateful to my grandma who took over the task of being my mother while I was an infant and let me say this now though she won't know cos she does not use the internet.
(Sometimes for guys, it is hard to say sorry as suggested in one of Chicago's songs [It's hard for me to say I'm sorry] )

Ah Po, please forgive me if I shouted occasional at you for nagging. I am sorry. I hope that I would be able to let you lead a comfortable life when I really make it big and to let you carry your great grandson soon. (Dear dear, you know what to do now right?)

I have been in the force for almost seven years now. Due to the fact that the market clashed in the 90's and someone needs to help the folks pay for expenses and such. Therefore, I decided to sell seven years of my life to the force. After six and a half years of sweat, blood, time consuming, youth wasting, soul giving and a row of unappreciative bosses later, I am still where I am. Physicality battered, mentally tortured and just marching on the same spot where I was when I sign on the dotted line. There is no significant increase in my salary cos let's face it, we are civil servant so do not expect the government to give you much unless you are some sort of scholar. Actually if you are really a distinguished scholar, you should not stay in the force cos it will be a waste of talent. Unless of course that is where your interest reside. I am beginning to resent the word “civil servant”. Are we just disposable tools that the government can disregard now and then? If you can pay $4,000,00 to someone who changed the name of "Marina Bay" to "Marina Bay", which is actually the same as before, I'm sure you can come up with better description for us government's workers. How many incompetent supervisors and bosses are there in the government sector? Too fucking many! And yet, their seats are iron cast while we are just sparks of dust that are feathered away when they feel like doing some spring cleaning or system modifications.

Some of my colleagues told me that if their girlfriend/spouse earn that much, they would stop working or are able to 'relax a bit' . I was thinking to myself: “Huh??!! You're serious?!!” I mean come on! Those words are supposed to come from a woman's mouth. Isn't it the man's job to bring back the dough?

What happened to the men of today?! Is the society of this era going through a reversive role between the two chromosome species or am I THAT....... back-dated and old-fashioned in thinking?

If I were brought up in a 'normal' family, would I be better off or much worse? Would I also be a pampered spoilt brat instead of being independent now? Would I have at least succeeded in accomplishing one of my dreams and lead a better life? Just how do I even define the term “A better life”?

Does having more money equal more happiness? Makes me wondered about the road I choose. Am I on the right path to success? Am I on the way up or way down? Am I just wasting time?

There is a sensation brewing so strongly in my heart, equips with the ability welded in my brain telling me that I could do better, if I give my all in the outside world. But the fact remains that I am currently bonded with the force and my wings clip off to prevent me from flying. However, in six months time I would have my wings back (Going to ORD soon!) but will I be too old then to soar? Have I wasted too much time rooting in the slump that maybe I have forgotten how to fly? My courage have been failing me lately and things which once makes me energetic and gives me anticipations no longer trills me with any excitement. Is this a sign of age? Have my limbs and mind been so inactive that I no longer dare to dream and seize the day?

No..... I need to stop dwelling on the past. What is done is done. I need to focus on what I am currently doing and concentrate on the future. Life is never fair. I never wished I were born with a silver spoon. Satisfactions only come after all my hard work pays off for me. Not when it is being given to me. No one will treasure things that are thrown to you whenever you asked for it. They will only treasure it if there is a need for them to fight for it. At least for me that's the case. If I were able to turn back time, I wouldn't change a thing.
(Well, maybe two or three. Like buying the winning combinations for all the previous 10 million dollars New Year Toto lucky draws)

I am proud of what I have gone through and achieved in the past to what I am now. The future is forever uncertain. Like a soccer match where two or three goals can be conceived in the last five minutes, just when you think the opposition team has won. ( It may seem K-long a bit lah but still...)

I will focus on the present and give my all. Life is about not living in regrets wondering what would happen if you did not accomplished what you should have done. The key word for me is focus and unweaving faith in the face of obstacles. One day, hopefully not in term of decades, I WILL attain my goals and accomplished my dreams

Suggestion

2005-10-04T17:19:00.000+08:00

I reckon you people would already know about the ban on smoking in coffee shops and public bus stop including some pubs or disco. Until now, I have heard tons of complains from just about anyone. From coffee shop uncles and aunties, pubs owners saying the move will cause a decrease in business to other non-smokers saying the move is useless as smokers will conjured up new places for their fag and in turn causing great distress to non-smokers in those areas.

The government have tried to prevent the number of smokers by “Su Ga Su Ga” increasing the price of cigarettes. The Normal way things are done is that when there is a shortage in supplies, price will inflate. Like oil, gold, precious metal, rubbers and such. I do not think there will ever be a shortage in tobacco right? So why is it still increasing? To "keep up with the global rates" and prevent youngsters from starting? When there's a will to smoke, there's a way to pay. Just look at all those illegal contrabands cigarettes peddlers on the streets. Yes, cigarettes is relatively expensive in European countries but do we have to even set our cigarettes exchanges rate to be similar like them? If the government is TRULY concerned about the health of Singaporeans, perhaps they should just ban the whole thing. Like what they did with chewing gums. So why isn't it done yet? Revenue that's why. Billions of dollars in government tax revenue. Not to mention the complications of import and export agreements between other 'Investing' countries. Well, Singapore needed the money! Can't really blame them.

Being a smoker myself, may I suggest an idea, which caught my interest while I was overseas. The pubs and disco there also banned smoking within their premise except for a designated area or “box” where smoking is permitted. (Something like the yellow boxes we had in camp but instead of being in the open, it's more like a transparent plastic room) In addition, there is a ventilation fan to suck the smoke out inside the room. You know, for people who felt that cigarettes are getting too expensive, here's an idea. Just enter those rooms and breathe in all the second hand smoke they desire. It's free right?! Hey if you brought a compressor tank with you even better. That way, just suck in all the second hand smoke, compressed it and bring it back so you could unwind later in the comfort of your home with enough smoke to last you for a week. Save quite a lot of money if you are a smoker don't you think?

Sooner or later, almost all of Singapore's public areas will be banned for smoking which is good in some sense and smokers will have to watch out for signboards telling them where they're allowed to smoke.

It's Finally Here

2005-10-03T11:07:00.000+08:00

I have been a fan of [Baby Blues] since forever. Reasons? Because their humor is, something I can relate to and very much similar to what is happening in real life. Yes, for those young families with a couple of kids, you will find that what the characters Daryl and Wanda went through to raise their family is not much different from us. Though I may not have my own children yet but I can already picture myself in that same situation. Anyway, here is their latest release and a brief intro for those of you new to the heart-warming strips. Guess my monday won't be so blue this week afterall.

"Baby Blues is the hilarious cartoon strip that depicts the perils and pratfalls of raising young children in suburbia. Daryl and Wanda MacPherson are a couple in their mid-thirties struggling to juggle work and three kids with hectic schedules-and maintain their sanity. Zoe, the talkative eldest, is seven and more worldly than ever. Hammie is the newly anointed (by the recent birth of baby Wren) middle child. At age five, he's a willing student for Zoe and a virtual Velcro board for blame. Wren is the newest addition to the MacPherson clan-so far, all giggles and sunshine . . . with a few clouds on the horizon."

Berserk

2005-09-26T17:28:00.000+08:00

I was watching Berserk the animation and this character said something in his dreams before he turned into the devil, which has been lingering in my mind for a few days now. Could it be that I was so captivated by the show and its dramatic plot or because that the intense agitative violence of the animation really speaks out to me. Ah.....The eternal battle between good and evil, the strong and the weak, the innocent and the guilty. Perhaps there is some affinity between those words being chanted and my inner devil.....

(Soft creeping sound of volin in the background with the echos of water dripping)

Darkness, so pure not a single ray of light can find its way to me
How long have I soaked in this darkness
Eternity?
Or times I think just a moment
I feel nothing.....
As though there were nothing
And I am floating in it
I have preserved my sanity,
have I not?
Or did I lose it somewhere?
And yet, in this darkness and its fantasies
One thing is still clear in my mind

(Lightning sound effect)

That alone like lightning splitting through the darkness
He appeared so vividly in my mind
Over and over again it swells and sinks like the waves of a tsunami
Hatred, friendship, jealously, indignation, emptiness, love, sorrow
They all come together in a single great storm

(Constant screaming of pain and agony in the background)

Driving a stake through my mind
Holding my consciousness together
The one who cast me into this darkness
He is now my anchor
This man whose life was once in my hands
When did I fall under your control?
I see you now
Radiating so brilliantly it blinds me

(Music stops)

Good show, though the beginning could be a bit draggy. It has been ten years since its first release to the market and the story plot is still on going. Hope the author find time to concentrate on the ending soon. The suspense is killing me.

Pride, Stubbornness And Injustice

2005-09-26T15:57:00.000+08:00

Sometimes we hold on too dearly to things that we felt precious to us. Be it for our pride, our selfishness or our moral values, everyone has their own circumference of belief that they would try to protect and process. That belief is sacred to us and because of such tension and daily anxiety, once this fragile thin wall of religion is shattered, most of us will crumpled to our knees and our world will come crashing in. It could be our habit of wanting to be the first in everything, the way we talk, the way we walk, our favorite seat in the car; the bus, the office, the upbringing of our offspring, the ten o'clock and 3 o'clock tea break, the expectance of total silence in the cinema...etc....etc...etc...Anything that disrupt our daily routine, things or people preventing us from doing what we want, even the betrayal of someone close to us is classified under our circumference of belief isn't it.

From small things like missing your coffee in the morning which in turn makes you feel crappy, (For coffee addicts like me) to missing that bus or Mrt you took everyday so you won't be late for work. Being struck in the traffic when you are in a hurry even. What about being backstab by someone you know and trust. Won't you feel terrible? If we worry bout what others think all the time, how are we able to advance forward in life? Have to take care of yourself before you take care of others.

Therefore, I have stopped bothering bout what others think and says of me. Ignoring even those who had defamed and tried to bring me down. I trust my own conscience. My true friends and love ones trust me too, and that is all that matters. Sometimes you just wonder, have those who condemned you ever reflected on their own lives? It seems to me that they are much worse off and is trying subconsciously to degrade others so their egoistic self may feel better.

Doesn't bother me nowadays as their mouth are bonded on their face. Can't do much about that, can you? No matter how filthy it is, I'm not gonna rinse it for them cos even the best dentist in the world can't help with their rotting gums now. And that puny excuses for a pea brain so small and narrow in their hollow skull sometimes makes you want to knock on their head and ask them the famous movie series dialog [Back to the future] : " Hello...anybody home??!! "

It is time we learned to let go. Loosening the tension and just take life a step at a time. Let us not be overly stubborn on trivial matters and just breathe. When is the last time you people breathed? Seriously not breathing to survive which you people are doing now but really...just inhale deeply and exhale to relax. Try it now with heart. Feel that? Taste that? That's life, which is all around us. (Don't take into account all the pollutants in the atmosphere lah) The life which god created and wants us to experience. If you're like me, once a while late at night go to the seaside or just go downstairs and look around you. Feel around you. BREATHE around you and all the worries in the world would just vanish like a song lost in the night. (At least for that moment lah) Not because the problem went away.....but because you just replenish your spent and tired soul with enough energy and mojo to tackle any problems like a snap of your fingers.

Get it? No? Well I leave you with a quote I find exceptionally uplifting though I have forgotten who said it:

"In the darkest hour of the twilight zone. Lies the seed of the brightest tomorrow”

Breathing in the life around me and relaxing........

Kanna Shoot

2005-09-23T14:44:00.000+08:00

I'm too numb to feel a thing. Think I'll just continue with enjoying my beer. Tell me when you people are done scratching my back.

Ha-ha. I am certain that there are many others like me in the same situation. Our back is so full of arrows that we can't feel anything anymore. However, we will not succumb without a fight. Whatever that won't kill us only make us stronger. As long as those jackasses do not step over our personal boundaries we will suck in our guts and “lun”. However, if they are so foolish enough to try my limits, be prepared to take the consequences cos I will not stop until I see blood on my hands. Once I bite, I don't let go.

In addition, I'm saving all those lovely arrows, knifes, whatever and returning it to you when I'm done sharpening the edges.

Rude Teens

2005-09-23T01:37:00.000+08:00

Saw a bunch of young pricks the other day, probably in secondary school occupying the playground and cursing freely. There is a young toddler girl who came along with her dad, wanting to play with the slide and guess what those teens did? They tease her and bang the slide so that she can't climb up the swing. Fuck man! These are the teens of today. You could witness such similar display of attitude anywhere in Singapore. Where is the love? Moreover, all in front of the father. The father should have told them off even though if they were such a bunch of airheads, it won't do much help but then IT IS your kid being bullied man! Where is your responsibility as a father? He just carried his child who is crying loudly by now and walk away. Perhaps it is the best thing to do.

They were squatting there blabbering bout girls and how the woman of their dreams are not with them but with some other “loser”. (I am guessing that they were thinking more with their pea-dicks than their pea-brains. What do they know bout love anyway from the way they are behaving? ) Know why she isn't with you? Cause you are a bunch of assholes that's why! It is an act of cowardliness to only bully those weaker than yourself.

But hey, if it was MY baby girl being berated like that, no way in hell am I'm gonna just walk away. I gonna walk all over your skinny ass man!If you just leave things as it is, won't all those assholes out there get out of control soon? Do we wait until they committed some major crime which landed them in jail do we say, they deserved it? Retribution? And just smile and be glad that they are finally being punished?

In this age, adults are more afraid of teens than the other way around or should I say... unnecessary trouble. Saw another young kid in primary school being handcuff by police and led away. In addition, he has long brown hair. Does government education institution even allow dyed hair now? What on earth is the world becoming? If these are the future leaders of Singapore, we are fucked.

The Day After

2005-09-21T14:12:00.000+08:00

Just five word to describe what I am experiencing now.
Pain, pain and more pain!
The agonizing piercing really kicks in after the effect of the anesthetic had faded away. My head is still swirling about and feeling a bit giddy. Can't smile, laugh, eat, brush.....basically anything that will cause my facial vascular muscle to move. Guess I have to be expressionless like a manikin for these few days. My wound is still slightly bleeding. I asked for additional bandages from a nurse with a filipino accent yesterday and was rejected. Is the hospital bandages in low supplies or it is too expensive to hand out excess bandages to patients? Sucks man. Good thing I've kept extra bandages around for emergency usages.

Need to get back to recuperating now. Haven't been able to laze around for a long time, though I much rather be at work. Sleeping is just a waste of time.
It is exactly this sort of thinking that is causing trouble with my health.
Got to change my attitude.

Day Surgery

2005-09-20T08:51:00.000+08:00

I will be going for surgery to remove a lipoma growth on my forehead later on. Been having it for three years. Due to work and other commitments, I wasn't able to schedule the operation earlier but now I am finally able to get rid of it.

A bit worried and not sure what to expect. It was cause by work related injury and during that time, I wasn't bothered to apply Chinese medical oil treatment on it. Therefore, from a blue black, it ballooned up to become a lipoma. Guess I should have paid more attention to taking care of myself huh? Now I'm gonna be left with a scar on my forehead.

Hope the scar won't be too thick and visible. Would not want to be too “manly” right?!

Pissed off!

2005-09-17T01:50:00.000+08:00

Wasn't planning to post anything tonight but feeling damn piss right now. Some asshole just bang non-stop on my front door and ran off. I mean, come on man! If you have the guts to play this sort of prank, have the balls to stay there when I open my door. What is the freaking time now??!! My family doesn't have to sleep is it?! What the fuck do you achieved by doing such childish thing?! If anyone tries to be funny with my family, I will not let them off so easily if I apprehend them. May karma get you sooner and reincarnate you into a pig!!

I have a small clue to who is behind that ridiculous trick. There aren't many kids in my block and they should be asleep by now. If I am correct and I know I am correct, it's the annoying neighbor living upstairs. He's 34 years old by the way but have the mentally of a 10 years old. And no, he is NOT mentally challenged. He is just plain childish!!! Feeding off his parents. I wondered why his wife married him. I am not criticizing his wife but her background is also a bit...well...let us just say un-normal. (I shall comment no more) He tried to rip off money from my folks a couple of time and I told him off. After that, he has been doing moronic pranks on my family. Once I almost punch him for trying to “borrow” money from me, (Extort is more like it. Cannot believe it! This is not the 80's whereby you extort money from school kids who are too afraid to do anything. I wonder how many schoolchildren have fallen into his hands cos I personally saw him doing it once) and he run off to his parents to complain and backlash me! I look at the parents in the most sympathy stare I can conjure and they look away in shame. Who wouldn't? If I have “old kids” like that I also pai seh man! Wah lau. I can call you uncle liao lay! Anyway, he wants to "borrow" a dollar! The world is full of much less fortunate people whom I am donating to every month and yet here you are, healthy and just plain lazy to get off your butt and work and tried to act "gangster" when I declined. Come on, if your neighbor who live in the same block just got out the lift and try to borrow a dollar from you, you'll lend him meh? Just go back up home to take your money lah, You fat lazy bastard!! Don't try to play "numbers" with me; I WAS a member long ago. Not like those ah beng and ah lian "numbers" that you're playing now. I have actually slashed someone before, have you?!! Cannot make it man!

And his dad is also another joker! Always singing with his home entertainment karaoke set. Wah lau ai! I rather listened to Michael Bolton and his undistinguishable voice than to listen to him!

I need to get out of this place fast! However, HDB keep rejecting my balloting application and only release news of the latest walk-in-selections while I am at work. By the time I got there, the queue number already exceed the numbers of flats on offer. Sian man.

News This Week

2005-09-15T02:51:00.000+08:00

The hot topic of the week in the blogger world is the case whereby two people were charged under the Sedition Act with making racist remarks; Twenty-five-year-old Nicholas Lim Yew faces two charges, posted racist remarks on the general discussion forum of http://www.doggiesite.com and 27-year-old Benjamin Koh Song Huat faces three charges, posted his comments on another website, http://www.upsaid.com.
Read Here.

Didn't read their entries yet and don't planned to. So what else is new? Who in heaven's name have never been subjected to some form of racism before? Some pour out those smack-right-in-your-face offensive sentiments while others curse and swear in their heart or behind your back. Do the latter mean the person is a coward who doesn't dare to criticize you upfront? Of course not, it is just common sense not to get yourself into trouble.
( Unless they went so far across the line that the line is a dot to them. We have to protect ourselves and the ones we cared about at times of injustice right? Letting others stepping onto you all the time is just plain stupid! )
Look what the two “gentlemen” has gotten into by being vocal. ( At least in blog and forum format ) Singaporean by whole ( Including me ) is sometimes too lazy to concern themselves physically and mentally with unnecessary work or troublesome after effect of voicing out their dissatisfaction. That is why forums and blogs is a good venue for complaining ( As usual ) and the word “anonymous” is widely used by smart people. Ha-ha.

Of course lah, I am not applauding the actions of those two jokers. I myself have endured situations whereby I was the object of racism. Whether in my homeland or overseas. Twice I was in Australia for overseas detachment and twice I was “attack” on two separate occasions. Don't worry, we just exchanges vocal vulgarities, as they didn't dare to get physical upon seeing my bulging muscle.
( Ya right, ha-ha maybe it is my fluent non-stop cursing that frightened them away. I was like Stephen chow in [Lawyer Lawyer] ranting continuously without giving them chances to rebuke)

Just to show, that racist exist everywhere, whether it is in Europe and other westernize countries or in Asia itself. It would be impossible to try to the change the world but that doesn't mean we should not keep trying. The conflict between the blacks and whites. The Nazi races and the rest of the world. Heck, racist exist even between populations of the same race! Aiyo, really sick of it man! Why can't we all just live and let live. What ever happened to the ‘holy’ phrase: “Love everyone like thou brothers and sister”? Give peace a chance.

Ultimately, it is just human or should I say the nature of all living creatures to assault one another in one fashion or the other. The lion and its prey, the invader and the defender, the cats and the dogs, the dolphin and the shark, man and woman...etc....etc....etc. Haiz.... no matter how peaceful the era, there is always some sort of struggle going on. ( Which makes life exciting ) We simply have to prosecute one another, whether vocally, in written text ( Posted entries in this case ) or taking up arms. Like I said, so what else is new?

Cannot tahan man

2005-09-14T02:52:00.000+08:00

The other day I posted a short comment on Mr Brown entry regarding two people being charged for racist content on their blog and in a forum :

Wah lau. There is really no freedom of speech in singapore. Though I don't support their actions on the racist comments but like this a bit too much man.

Posted by: Mr Lee Sep 12, 2005 2:22:51 PM

In return, I got this reply from someone:

good. :)

and i wish people made the distinction between freedom of speech and freedom-to-be-downright-disrespectful to another human being.

Posted by: anantya Sep 12, 2005 3:46:22 PM

Obviously, referring me to right? Since I was first to bring out the [freedom of speech] crap. Aiyo, as if nobody knew the differences.
Refer to my previous post on my views of freedom here.
Anyway, I replied with this:

Can't believe I was actually “reprimanded” for my comments. Ha ha. My goodness, people nowadays are really sensitive bout words and going in-depth unnecessary in between the line. Like a person seeking a fortune teller and only wished to hear all the good news. There is a difference between making a stand and trying to change the world, which is impossible.

Oh well, anyway I was never bothered bout skin colour and crappy stuff like that since it only limits the growth of a person's mind and horizon. To me, whatever colours you are born with, you're also just a person waiting for his/her time to come. That's all. Thus, I have a habit of letting unessential opinions pass through my ears and just continue with my thoughts. What's important is the truth. Think those two should have mentioned that particular Malay as a person instead of his/her race. After all not every bad seeds in a particular religion, represent the entire community. Guess they were too over powered by wrath that they didn't think straight. Now they're paying the price for it.

Posted by: Mr Lee Sep 13, 2005 6:49:43 AM

Come on people, there is enough conflict as it is. (I am referring to the blogging world here) So please don't add fuel to the fire. As entertaining as it is, the excitement and curiosity will soon die down after a while since it is the same bullshit over and over and over again. Two of the fervid disputes now are the collision between Rockson fans and ephraim and the rivalry between Xiaxue and Xialanxue.

Just click on their comment icon and see for yourself. Enough is enough lah. Let us just cast aside the indifferences and let them live their own lives. In addition, please do not be so quick to pass judgments and launch your catapult at the slightest possible hint that somebody may be stepping on your shoes. Like twisting the words of others and implying stuff that they (or myself) didn't mean.

Anyway, it's your mouth and opinions lah. Unless I am the tyrant ruler of the country, I couldn't do anything to stop you right? (Killing is an option but really not worth it man. Not to mention stupid in this day and age) So do what you will with responsibility and I will follow suit.

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2005-09-14T01:31:00.000+08:00

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Nostalgic

2005-09-12T02:30:00.000+08:00

Those entire talk bout BMT, Reservist and ICT somewhat makes me nostalgic. Therefore, I scan through my hard disk in search of photos of my BMT days. You may think I am crazy but I really enjoyed my time during that period. Shiok what, carrying 30kg food pack running around here and there, dashing up the 85' degrees angle of the god dammed hill slope. Being ordered to prone down in the muddy pile where an anthill resides while we remained stagnant. Bearing with the itch and pain when tens and hundreds of those little inserts crawled up onto your body and each took a little bite out of you.
(Cannot blame them lah, I was the one covering up their exit route. Instinct of the wild to fight and survive. Love it man!)
Oh yes, not to mentioned those drenching rainly morning hours where we were force to wake up at 5am (If you managed to sleep at all) for 5 BX. My legs were still asleep when we start to run along that blasted 2 km route every morning. What's not to love?!

My section mates in Charlie Coy taken years ago. I sort of lost contact with them. Everyone is busy with their own daily struggle. If you recognize any of them, inform me. However, I highly doubt it since everybody would have kept their hair long and look completely different than they were in this photo.

The obstacles course and that dreadful 24-click road march, wah lau ai! Power man! Never have I felt so much satisfaction after completing the road march in my life. Not even the sweet lure of sex can be used as a near comparison. Yes, it is true, that day I discovered that I was a hardcore, dangerous, psychological, mentally unsound, physically deprived individual with a compelling desire for combat and the comforting aura of the untouched wilderness.

Ultimately, it is not how harsh or cruel the environment we are subjected to that matters. It is the company we kept during those grueling periods that will break or make you. This also applies to the outside world, at your work place, in education institute or family members even. No matter how bad or meaningless life is, having someone you can trust and believe in, watching out for your back really makes the difference. I was fortunate to be in a section of poly grads like myself whereby the rest of my platoon sections were childish, waiting to polish the officers nuts, all talk no action A' level grads. Fuck! Even the sergeants are younger than us and only look after his A' level peers, how to respect them like that?! We were obtruded to do loads of shit work but we were very united like the stitches on a tight jean. Any punishments just take it lor. Push up, sit up, running to touch a stupid distant tree and come back. Only makes us stronger what. An invisible bond formed and the kindred sprit could be felt. (A bit mushy lah I know)

A photo of my buddy and me. If anyone know if he's still alive also inform me. A steady and handsome guy. Only lose to me by a bit.

I was the toilet IC man. Really, learnt that people shit in many creative ways. Some were against flushing. (My goodness, why the fuck may I ask?! Guess their home would REALLY smell like a shit hole) Some only let out a single wave at a time, thus coming back to completed their second or third wave if any. Others always shit onto the squatting platform no matter how big the area of disposal is. Some finished their business so fast like Speedy Gonzales, you wondered have they really done it at all.

I remember a conversation with my BMT mate years ago. It goes something like this lah. So long already how to remember word for word?

A: “You like combat so much go and join commandos lah. Wasted if you don't join lay.”

Me: " Siao ai...you every time pak chiu cheng how come never saved up the sperm and give to the sperm bank for experiment and donation? Every time wash away down the drain wasted right? "

A: " Wah bian ai...dun worry I still got a lot. Can afford to waste. "

Me: " Cock man! Seriously lah it is not bout what you like or dun like, its bout how to survive in S'pore. Go join commandos come out can do what? Resume type in the skill column: Expert in chiong suai and bayonet fighting meh?! You think people dare to employ you ah? Unless you go join hongkong triads then don't say lah. "

A: " Nabei..ya hor. I like to fuck but cannot get a job that pays me to fuck in S'pore. Unless I become gigolo then must serve those lao anutie and lick their toes. Pui! Some more S'pore cannot become porn star. Only ang mo country and japan can. Wait throw me in jail and let gaylos fuck my ka cheung how? "

Me: " Wah kau...You really full of siaow man! "

Waiting for purple rain to come.

Have Faith People

2005-09-10T14:25:00.000+08:00

Saw this comment left by a fellow blogger in Rockson blog. Here it is word for word...

Recruit ong said...
yo rockson, about time u talk about cheebye SAF and fcuking waste-time reservist! Oh why u never mention all those super idle jiat liao bee SAF regulars? Must whack them next time, ok?

Those regulars in his unit must have tarkaned this person badly. Yo Ong, regulars are ok lah. Maybe it is that bad in SAF, I wouldn't know. Anyway, it is the management, those officers that are the problem. If they really know how to lead and manage the unit, there wouldn't be any idle person around, would there?

Not bad what. At least during reservist you're paid to lobo dude. Unless of course you belongs to those high alert unit lah, then a bit bo hua. If reservist is really that dreadful, then work your arse off 24-7 like me lah! Start making improvement to your life and aim for the top! After all, not everybody needs to do ICT you know? If you command more than $4000 per month then you're off the hook. (Assuming you're a pes A or B person, not a pes F in which you wouldn't need to do BMT anyway) So more action less talk. Nothing is going to change with just complains mate.

The truth is, I was speechless. Not because there were many others who shared his views. Not even because I, myself, a RSAF regular (ORDing soon), is being portrait as one of those "idle jiat liao bee" type. In fact, I am in one of the most active unit or flight in Singapore as we handle normal sorties including search and rescue mission.
(With so many disastrous events happening these few years, whether natural or fabricated, the workload is really choking me up. I am talking bout real life situations here, not another one of those endless mock exercises.)
However, the main point of concerned is that Singaporean men really have no pride in their defense force. Have the peacetime Starbucks caffeine gone to their head? Do they really think an outbreak of War would never happen again in their lifetime? Do they really think that they are so smart that the current methods of ICT or Military work process are just a waste of time? Alternatively, is the possible solution of just migrating to another country floating in their head, the answer to all their problems? Or is it really the voice of their reckless youth speaking?

If that is really the way people feel, Son-of-a-gun, we might as well just surrender to who ever have the slightest intentions of conquering us right now. I think Malaysia and Indonesia would be more than happy to take over the realm of government. Terrorist would love our global strategical position as centre headquarters because we are in the middle of every damn country or places they wished to mutilate. Then we can all be happy second-class citizens without the need of going through BMT. Youths or adults complaining that their lives pretty much sucks and blows could join the Al Qaeda for suicidal mission cos it is better to end your miserable lives with a big bang than to bother others with your crappy whining. What a waste of two years that would be isn't it? More meaning things could be accomplished in that duration right? Well, more can be accomplished IF there is still a country for us to accomplish it in.

Whatever happened to the phrase: “Take it like a man.” ? (No sexist intended)

Honestly lah, how many of you can really managed to migrate out of Singapore? Money, commitment, connections and lots of other intricate stuff are involved. Nothing is as simple as it seems. Most of you will NEVER make it through the $35,000 annual income benchmark. Sad but true. Even TOILET cleaning needs qualifications!

Imagine Taiwanese actually look down on men who have never been through military training. (It is also compulsory for them by the way.) The military forces in Indonesia hold most of the country political powers. People in China and U.S.A join military school voluntarily. Just waiting, hoping for a chance to participates in the action on the battle front. Shoot some dicks legally, sowing their seeds here and there, playing the hector and tormenting the enemy as in Vietnam, making themselves, their family and country proud of them. Of course, there are also many others with opposing mentality.

Singapore has never really been through its own battle. It is constituted after World War 2. There is no pride and patriotism in the heart of the younger generation cos they were raise by ever-obliging parents, showering them with whatever they desired cos they knew the pain of loses, the pain of regrets and sufferings that the bloodshed of warfare can manifest. Therefore, they threw their love freely and casually to their descendants. (Yet again, there are also exceptions) Kids nowadays are growing up together with McDonalds and KFC, PS2 and DVDs, Disco pubs and KTV, Starbucks and Coffee Bean. I saw a boy making a fuss in Suntec cos his mum won't buy him an action figurine of .....Pokemon!!!

Ai, a bit too much lah! I know men are getting wimpier these days but Come on!!

Untimely, it all boils down to faith. In addition, most importantly, the will and desire to protect what we truly treasured and loved from being taken away from us. Only then perhaps, will they find their reasons for battle.

Caged Mind

2005-09-10T02:39:00.000+08:00

I just read Rockson latest entry on his blog. Seems like he's damn pissed off by a guy who wrote in the Straits Times Forum, complaining bout his choices of words and vulgarism "shooting" here and there, faster than you can say "what the...". I'm a bit disappointed really. Isn't blog supposed to be a venue whereby the author could portraits his true intentions and inner thoughts? Not to others but really to himself. Moreover, isn't the comment icon supposed to be used for REAL comments? Like nodding in agreement of the author's entries or disagreeing with it. Not as a personnel attack on the poor chap's pattern of vocal expression man! When has it evolved into the role of a mini forum? Stick to the main issue people.

Anyway, I am truly amazed by the power of people, the power of unity. It just took 41 comments on his entry before somebody posted the critic's blog address. Wah lau eh...really cannot anyhow offend people liao, especially online junkies. (Ya right, as if I really give a fuck as to whether I would provoke you people or not!!) There are nothing really to defend when your views are being questioned. It is after all, our own personnel opinions and it belongs to us alone.

I totally agree with sheltering the teenagers from all the ‘foul’ phrases or so. However, come on man! Have any of you seen the teenagers of today??!! Young small devil pricks. Average age of them having their first sexual encounter is at 12 for guys and 13 for girls.

And the average age of young punk having sex is getting younger and younger!!!

Not to mention their behaviors in the streets. I was a badass kid in my teens but the teens today really take the cake. I shall not explore further in depth except that I totally blame the parents for I believe it is the parent's role to take their children into hand, and any other reasoning such as "I'm too busy working to support the family" or "He/her is beyond my control" is just utterly rubbish and really for convenience. Therefore, do we blame s'pore hectic working lifestyle now, because it keeps us from spending quality time with our family? Do we blame the society for influencing our future generations then? Have we ever considered blaming ourselves?

How do you define 'foul' or vulgar languages anyway? Do saying the word 'fuck' means I am a bad man? Maybe I should say, "Make love" instead.

“Hey fuck you understand!” becomes “Hey make crazy love understand!”

Do screaming out names of human's sex organs causally condemned me as a chow ah beng? (For the info, I am and will always be Ah Lang—ancestors of the now all so popular evolved bengs)
What if I scream out normal human anatomy instead?

"Yo! Smelly armpits, watch where you're going you flabby arms!"
"Darn Hong Kong feet........!"
"Lim peh not happy understand? Your mother bushy eyebrows!"

Hmm..it does sound nicer and inviting. In fact, who is the culprit who first set the standard of vulgarities to features human reproductive organs in the first place? He could be laughing in his grave now for all you know, unable to believe that he managed to somehow revolutionize the cursing world after his time. As En Vogue say in their song ...Free your mind and the rest will follow.

Cheap Shot at Poetry (Or Is It In Fact Really Profound?)

2005-09-09T11:45:00.000+08:00

I Have Never...

I have never been alive today that I won't die tomorrow

I have never walked before I crawl

I have never ran before I walk

I have never succeed before I have failed

I have never soared before I have fallen

I have never felt happiness that won't cause me pain

I have never felt sadness before I felt happiness

I have never felt sorrow that won't cause me regrets

I have never felt emptiness before I felt contentment

If I have never felt...why do I still feel?

Enjoy and grasp the meaning behind. If you do, then you would have seen the light after the tunnel.

"Hello"? Hey Reply Lay....

2005-09-08T14:35:00.000+08:00

Ever wondered why do people working in office desk job always login to their msn or yahoo messenger account during working hours, first thing in the morning? I mean, they HARDLY ever replied to incoming messages anyway so why bothered at all. Maybe they wanted to "see" who is also online staring into the monitor or perhaps just to display their presences to the rest of group in his/her friends list. Maybe there is comfort in knowing that somebody you know is also out there at that moment using the goddamn computer and suffering. Therefore, actual exchanges of communication are not necessary needed. Guess this is what they meant by those "being there with you too" crap. Moreover, these people are always complaining how busy they are. Which is also crap! (Ya...plus talk cock a bit with colleagues, eat snake a bit here and there, long lunch hour, multiple toilet breaks, forwarding mails to friends...Don't even tell me you never does all this cos that would be a fucking lie!) Then they complain that they have to work overtime cos cannot complete their daily assignments. Hey, wake up your ideas man!

Not that I am comparing but it really irks me to hear them complain how busy they are and how free and lobo I am when they view me online in the afternoon. Fuck! I bet none of you ever starts work at 3am in the morning and came back at 4pm before right? So don't make the mistake of assuming too quickly. 15 hours of sitting at a desk doing "stressful" stuff is hardly anything compares to MY 15 hours of sweats, responsibility and safety of others, giving and complying orders, rushing to class after work, revising till 3am everyday...etc...etc...etc. Funny, thought the guys should understand how it is in the force. Don't tell me them think regulars are more relax than NSF?!! Guess they have all gone soft in the guts or they are from lobo units in the first place.

You can always tell whom your true friends are by who will reply to you on msn. A simple acknowledgement, a short greeting would have sufficed. Of course, there are those who never replied cos they are too "busy". Make sense to you? Takes only 5 seconds to type in 'Hi' and send. Well, can't be bothered anyway. Moreover, these people are going to be parents of kids someday. My goodness. Cannot even imagine how their offspring will turn out! Hope they won't contribute to the growing population of "educated" impolite people. Even some of my uncouth bengs and lians associates will msn me a big “CCB fucker! What are you doing now??!!” whenever they view me online. Hey, it is not the usage of improper words that matters; it is the thought that counts.

Arrogant drivers

2005-09-08T00:42:00.000+08:00

Was riding back home on Sunday night in the second lane without any vehicles cruising near me when this jackass sped up from behind, out of nowhere and gives me the "high beam". Expecting me to change lane to give way to him. Really damn tou-lan man!! Fucking retard! Just cos you're driving a car I have to give way to you is it??! Just fucking overtake lah. No other vehicles in sight for the next 2 km. Think you really big shot ah??!! I was riding at 101km/hr, which is already 11 km over the allowable speed limit on the highway therefore I don't quality as hogging the lane. Yet you dare to "high beam" me. Even the police don't do that so what gives you the right. During situations like this, my blood really boils man.

Seen a lot of those so called "road bullies" being reported on the news and in the papers and I was wondering, why go to such extremes. Just take it easy and relax lah. Well now, I know! The sensation just fills you up and before you knows it; your body is subjugated by wrath. A desire to kill. I gave the dickhead the finger and wait for him to overtake me. Can't really see into their cabin due to low street lamps illumination and the coated film the bastard car windows are cover in. Once he had passed me, I high beam all the way directly behind him and horn continuously, trailing him to a max of 160km/hr cos he's trying to shake me off. (Before he turn left abruptly into Jalan Kayu filter lane after he past the divider line. That wussy!) Even though nothing is achieved and it is really a pointless way to get back at someone (Not to mention dangerous) but you don't really tend to bother much when you are infuriated. Let him have a taste of his own medicine. Hey, if it is a fight you want, I will take you on anytime, anywhere. I never run from a fight. Especially from spoilt wankers!! In fact, I longed for it. Sporean men are getting too soft and wimpy. Call me old-fashioned but I always believed in survival of the strongest. Not the ones with a thousand and one cursing or reasons without any blows exchanged.

Bring back the good old days whereby people talk with their fists, not with their mouth. I have seen many police catching those youngsters on sport bike and only a few on cars. Think they had better change their focus of arrest. For all you know, the reason those young bikers speed could be due to the idiotic tub of lard giving them the high beam and harassing them with their stupid horn. This happens to me more than once before. Most taxi and merc drivers are also shit hole of the same breed. May they crash their vehicle and burn in hell. I can only hope!

Yawn...

2005-09-07T01:00:00.000+08:00

I was chatting with a friend on msn the other day. Is the term "chatting" even appropriate? If we communicate through webcam that support voice functions ok lah. Cos you do not really "chat" with the other group or person. If so, is "exchanging of informing through typing via internet applications" the political correct term to use? Why are we even allowing ourselves to continue the usages of such terms since everyone is particular about proper English practice in s'pore? In fact, why am I even typing it out on blog??!! It's none of my business anyway. Think I better go and have tea with "Zhou Gong" now.

Wake Up Your Idea

2005-09-04T04:25:00.000+08:00

Just hark from a couple of my friend's associate on their comments that blogging is bo liao and a totally waste of time. Well it may be so but, Wah Kua ! So, I guess they must be somebody who is really busy, important and rich then, with lots of social functions to conduct. No? Then they must be an arrogant, lazy and egoistic group of chaps whose narrowly congested mind is that of a walnut. Just because THEY don't do it, doesn't mean it is inutile. For all you hardcore bloggers out there, you will be glad to know that I screw them right up, left down. Gave them a piece of my mind that is so dynamic, they couldn't even handle it.

How many of us are guilty of criticizing others for what they did just cos we don't do it? It is much easier to condemn than to actually venture it ourselves on whether it is feasible or just a waste of time. I just completed a project report that required me 3 days to accomplish before the due deadline with three hours of sleep in between each day. And yet the lecturer scrutinize that I have the easy part of the project. Fuck! You have been teaching for 20 years of course its simple lah. For those of us who is working and trying to cope with studies too, do you think we have the luxury of time on our side? What bout all those tons of research to look up for someone who knows little or nothing at that entire particular subject?! People are getting too ya-ya for their own good.

The reason I am blogging cos it is keeping me sane so I don't slip any of those asshole's throats and dump their body down Kallang River whenever any dipshit pissed me off. Therefore, they really ought to be thankful that they are still alive. Don't push it people .You definitely do not want to make me mad. So unless you're an ultra super rich bugger who can afford your own stuff without living off your folks (Some of these jackasses is still living off their parents. Good grief!) , you have no rights to disparage others and I deemed your comment as obtuse. (I am a realist living in a realistic world) Words of advice...do not criticize others when no one is decrying you. You are not better then anyone of us. If not worse. If you fire your arrows first, I will return the favor with a canon ball.

Out of Motivation

2005-08-30T05:08:00.000+08:00

Just finished half of my project report. At least got the structures layer out. I'm fucking beat! Feeling very sian and somewhat emotional. Good thing we have blogging. It is a good avenue to release stress, ya?
Goodness me, I am becoming more like a woman. Need to expense 10000 words per day (As commented in Allan and Barbara Pease's book) to release the grueling toll of everyday pressure.

The cold late night air have struck me again together with the chilling brisk scent of the cooling wind, I'm not positive but it smells familiar. It once again reminds me of old times. Times that are lost forever, times that are now...memories of a past lives. Can't believe I am never going to be that carefree again. Loaded with tons of burden on my back. Somehow, it makes me want to cry. Must be getting old. Ha ha. Maybe I will forget this feeling and go back to my "current" self in the morning later on; maybe I will only remember if these “smell" of freedom hits me again in the future.

Freedom. A very broad and misunderstood concept, which everybody wants, but most can never acquire it. Just what is freedom? Moreover, free from what? Does being rich means freedom? Some might says yes. Gives you power and capabilities to carry out and achieve your dreams. Does starting your own business or family give you freedom? Why not. You work when you want, start and stop anytime you like and don't have to be under any cruel and demanding boss. You impose your own ground rules in your family for you and your kids making certain that evryone is safe and healthy. But in the end does it all matters? Does all of this give you satisfaction? The only true freedom is void.
Perhaps becoming a monk or nun is the only way to achieve true freedom. Free from the expectations of this so-called civilization. This inter-related system that binds us (And all our debts and worries) together. But hey, even the religious abbot and cleric drives a Merc or Bmw, carrying the latest cell phone models nowadays. Not to mention some even became a celebrity performer. What the arse is going on man!! Can our next generation survive in this ever-competitive society? Only time will reveal.

Gone were the days when all we really concern about is who is dating who in school. Where shall we go to "wet" on friday night? Our worries free days are over. Don't mind me; it's just the silentness of the red-tainted sky night that's messing with my mind. A familiar scent has infected me with wanderlust. Gone were the days where I would roam the streets until the wee morning hours, seeking comfort in the coolness of the midnight breeze. I know that I could never be free again...unless I abandon my burden, my lifestyle, my family to be a ...wanderer once more. Similarly, it applies to you guys as well. Will we truly be able to live the rocker dream someday? Sigh.

My brothers and sisters...cherish your lives cos it will be gone before you realized it. Somehow, I feel I am not living mine to the fullest. This mid-dawn draft is really messing with my thoughts and feeling!!! Hope we can create the opportunity to have coffee together during the late night hours at one of those Saat places again. My erratic heart is pounding furiously. Been enslaved by the ropes of acceptable society measures for too long.

Now...the only comfort I find most reassuring is in the arms of my beloved angel. The only place in the world, the only comfort zone that has not eluded me yet. The only heaven on earth where I can, stay away from the worries of the world.

Think I really need to chio you people out for coffee and remise old times or else I'll go insane. Ha Ha. Not young anymore. Just like to stay on bed, watch TV and cuddle with the missy. I can't possibly reciprocate what I did during my youth whereby I would suddenly feel bored at this hours and go straight to KL to meet up with friends, can I? Hopefully we could start living our dreams and aspiration again someday instead of slaving for the next meal.

I think true freedom means ..."Live to eat, not eat to live".
Cheers.

(Soft sweet dramatic music with surround sound encode with digital binary backup fading slowly and steadily while engulf with Sony hi-resolution Dolby system in the background)

Marsiling Jetty

2005-08-29T02:03:00.000+08:00

Went to marsiling jetty for a drink (Carlsberg) by myself recently. How long has it been since any of you jokers swing by the place? Man...the scenery is as breathtaking as ever. Just for a moment now,...close your eyes and feel. Feel the sea breeze brushing through your hair as it erodes onto your skin, whispering the silent noise of the distant cries. Imagine yourself there as I was then...can you hear it? Can you feel it? Come on lah...at least make an effort for Pete's sake!!! Wait...there it is again...much louder, more vibrant this time. Know what it is? It is the wind of change, people. The wind of ever changing.

The scene over the causeway is different now. I no longer see the "Salem" or "Marlboro" billboard sign, in its vicinity instead, it's "Akira" and "Maxis". Old building being demolished, new ones surged up in its place. The ever-changing society some say. The constant improvement of man-made environment. Makes you wonder at this point...when is it OUR turn to make way for others? Never thought about it? On the other hand, don't bother thinking about it? There is a different. The former is called ignorance; the latter is called self-deception. Why think bout such stuff if it makes you unhappy right? This is called avoidance. One of these attitudes will make you well prepared; the other ones will lead to destructions.

Hey, I'm thinking bout stuff like this and much worse everyday and you don't see me taking depression pills right? I'm prepared for the worse but I won't go down without a fight. So the point is...be prepared people for anything out of the ordinary. Just my way of going one big round to show my care and concern for you bunch of jokers. Remember one thing (Time for my finishing quote now):

IT'S NOT THE FALL THAT'S HARD

IT'S THE GETTING UP AFTER

Alright I am done for today. The photo above is taken 6 years ago. Compare it to what it has developed into today. Man its bloody hot tonight. Nothing changes it seems but slowly yet surely, it is slipping us by without our knowing.

Man United Vs Newcastle

2005-08-29T00:53:00.000+08:00

The match is being broadcast live on the tube now. Quite exciting, especially the cries of glory outside my house when Man U scored their second goal. It is time like this that soccer frantic conjugate to watch their heroes trying to thrash their opponents. You can hear their screams echoing across the entire blocks of flats nearby. During world cup season, it can be deafening. So what if the team you are supporting win? Unless you bet on Kick, it doesn't really make a difference right?

Though I do enjoy soccer, I have not been able to luxuriate in it since Brazil lost 3-0 to France during the second last world cup finals. Really kelong man! Even though I am not a Brazil fan, but so obvious by looking at the way the players performed. It is all bout money these days. So what does bringing home the golden globe do for you? Glory? Respect? But it doesn't pay your rents. Look at all those superstars of soccer like David Beckham or Zidane. Who would have thought by chasing a ball round an enclosed field that you would be earning millions back in the 80's? The period in time whereby your papa and mama scolded you for wasting time on soccer and basketball, forcing you to concentrate more on your studies instead. Maybe they're kicking themselves in the butt now. Doesn't matter if you win or lose. Just score some critical and beautiful goals now and then. I should have devoted myself to soccer when I was in my teen's man. What a waste!

Old Associate on Msn

2005-08-29T00:33:00.000+08:00

I chatted with an old classmate on msn today. Is the word chatting even appropriate? Maybe I should type it down as “exchanging of words by typing” instead.
Why are people even using such phrases as “chatting on the internet”? Isn't that what is referred to as politically incorrect? I'm not sure but correct me if I'm wrong.

Nowadays the only time you would “see” your friends is online via msn or yahoo messenger due to the hectic workload (Of some people at least, including me), so I have to applaud their innovations and the creator of this application by coming up with another technology for people to stay in touch.

The thing I cannot stand is idiotic photos attached to the icons instead of the individual face. Why ah? So shy meh? Show the world your handsome and beautiful faces lah. Everybody is unique in some ways. I can never tahan typing to a [Hello Kitty], [Pokemon], or [My Little Pony], [Smurf] photos or worse still, some stranger on a skateboard posing. (I find this photo quite popularly used by people) But of course lah, it's your freedom to do post whatever you want. Me? I am just delighted to catch up on hot gossip circulating in the gang.

In Need of Time Out

2005-08-28T02:27:00.000+08:00

Rushing to make sense of my project and what format or structure the report should abide by. It is very exhausting juggling both work, especially in the government defense sector and studies at the same time. Combined with the fact that I am engaged with a wonderful woman who required my constant company and attention, which I have no complains mind you, and is obliged to do so. Not to mention the conflicts at home. Really kind of demanding and stretched you to the limit. So yah, basically I have no life at all. Weekends are reserved for my honey and catching up with what I neglected for lectures. No surplus time to dispense with for socializing and meet up with old associates. Which they complained a lot about but heck, I have more important concerns to concentrate on. Like preparing for the future.

I am at what you would call a quarter life crisis periods now (assuming I lived to be 90-plus). Now, how much longer am I going to remain able-bodied enough to work? 30 years? 40 years? 50 years??!!! Wah. If I still need to work for 50 years, how to relax now? Life begins at 50 they say, so I need to ping now to retire at 50, mates! In addition, exactly how much do you require for retiring considering the economic and marketing fluctuations by the time you are 50 years old? People wake up!!! There is no time left!!! Moreover, I have not even included expenses of those with kids yet. Student loan, transport and meal allowances, tutions, clothing, entertainment, medical fee...etc...etc...etc. So do what you will since I can't be bothered anyway. It is your life and you chose which way you want to live it. However, don't blame Bon Jovi 50 years later when you are reflecting back on your life under the bridge, which you used as a joint.

No longer am I able to afford time for chionging anymore or frequent Ktv, billiard centers, pubs like those that I used to in my youth. Now that I have thought about it, what a waste of precious time and money! Damaging your eardrums with the excessively loud disco/techno music, gulping down hard liquor like its plain water. Yah...shiok for that period of moment but terrible hangover the next day. The issue here is time. Which I do not have the luxury to fritter away anymore. People around me always say take it easy. Relax...the boat will be straighten once it reach the harbor. Crap man! That is because people who said that are either rich enough to dwindle away their lives or just pure arrogant and lazy. Unless you plan to live a simple life with little desire or ambitions yet disregarding all those debts dangling around your shoulders like Christmas decors (My goodness...HDB loans, car loans, property tax, income tax, pub bills, ....the list goes on.), by all means go ahead. Otherwise, it is time to get out of your comfort zone. Unless it is your destiny to strike TOTO group 1 prize, I have nothing to say. Even then, the prize money is only considered peanuts nowadays. My folks are an example of simple life- pursuer. That's why I have to start everything from scratch and endure with the suffering....for now. Singapore lifestyles have been structured into such. There is no time for relaxation. Ya, there may be people flashing their status or showing off their spending prowess here and there but 10 years down the road, who knows what may happen.

My motto has always been "Suffer now enjoy later." However, that's just me. Cos my aim in life is to acquire enough wealth to provide for my family and love ones without having to be frugal on daily essential stuff and retire without a care in the world knowing my children are provided for or what I call “self-sustaining” when I kick off my shoes and lumber in the cold Bahamas waters. Until I do, sorry people, have to take a rain check. Beer's on me next time...if we do manage to meet up. Cheers!

The Dawn of an Elite Homo sapiens

2005-08-27T02:09:00.000+08:00

27 years ago, a cute and adorable baby boy came forth to this world. The first cries, the first hug, the first tears of an overjoyed couple embarking on their first step into parenthood. (I should hope so!)

“Ooooo…he looks like ‘ji bou kiat’. (Japanese boy) ”
“Sooo…cute and cubby!”

Standard protocol of responses when my folks brought me back for the kampong neighbors to see. (Yes, I do live in a kampong with my grandma during my first few years) As they passed me around from chatty neighbors to neighbors like a ladle in a cocktail party, I slept soundly oblivious to all the idiotic “Ahhh....” and “Oohhh” around me. (I am guessing here. No one likes a crying baby who won't stop, right?) I remember being in my mother's womb, crazy as it may sound....listening to all the conversations she had before I was born. Picking up familiar voices, phrases and knowledge in my fetus form. I guess I really am a genius.

I'm sure all newly promoted parents have high expectations, hopes and dreams for their offspring. Especially their first born. And so I too, was not spared the pressure of living up to my folk's anticipation. Though they really don't expect much of me, as long as I'm healthy and happy. A normal child leading a normal life in a normal world...but they were wrong.

This world was never normal to begin with. And so the battles begin.........