the pace is too fast / you just wont last

sumo!

2008-05-23T20:20:00.002+08:00

so i went to watch sumo today.. super enjoyed it! i mean.. its a rare chance and the may grand sumo tournament was right here in tokyo.. how could i not watch?!?

woke up early in the morning, to head to the venue to purchase one of the 350 tickets that would be released only from 8am on the actual day.. cheapest, and of course, worst seats.. but found out later they were good enough!! :p

so after class, it was back to the ryogoku kokugikan for the matches.. good thing too coz from 10am to 2pm, it was the junior wrestlers in the lime light, and while they may be good chances to spot future talents, not knowing much about sumo made it impossible to fully enjoy them.. so it was the afternoon matches with the higher ranking sumos that were of more interests.. particularly this guy called kotooshu who is like the first european born sumo ever to reach the rank of ozeki.. thats like only one rank below yokozuna? and hes only 25! impressive eh? LOL..

but alas.. it was a day of upsets.. kotooshu entered the day at the top of the table, being the only sumo to win all 12 previous matches.. even the 2 yokozunas in the tournament didnt have that kind of results :p well.. today was the day.. hoping he would finish undefeated was thrown out the window.. even with everyone rooting for him and cheering him on, he fell to his opponent, pretty quickly i might add. hahahaha!!

the final two matches for the day were of coz the yokozunas, no, not against each other (that was to be on the final day!). they too were defeated by their opponents! it was like watching man utd, arsenal and chelsea all lose in the same weekend.. to division one opponents. HAHAHAHA..

oh well.. pictures to follow.. it was truly an experience.. sumo is not just about the fighting.. coz that last barely a minute mostly.. actually, its more about the rituals, and the actions..

an.interesting.experience

almost a week

2008-05-13T21:26:00.000+08:00

hey ya all. its now almost a week ive spent in tokyo japan! im definitely still loving it! :p

today i had my second japanese language class. no wonder my cousin told me japanese is one of the hardest languages to learn lah!!! but its still fun. lots of practice i need in writing those hiragana characters man. I find the remembering which sound is which character the hardest!

the past few days saw me experience my first rain in tokyo. the rain here is light and with small droplets. makes you doubt for a moment if its really raining. lolx. but when you feel the coldest envelop you, your doubts are definitely washed away. the first day was a bone crunching TEN degrees celsius!! I tell you, i am so not prepared for this kind of temperatures! shiok, yes lah. but its not fun shivering the moment I step out of the warm comforts of my home! LOL. after that its been better. still cold but my clothes are still sufficient. makes me wonder what winter is like then. haha. still, no complains though. still love the weather. wonderful to wear all my nice clothes and walk around town. no worries about dirtying them clothes with sweat and all. haha.

having.the.time.of.his.life

land of the rising sunnnnn

2008-05-08T20:37:00.004+08:00

kom ban wa!!!!

and like that, its the second day of my stay in japan.. :p

if youve heard about the 6.8 magnitude earthquake that hit 100 miles off tokyo last night, dont worry. im fine. didnt feel a thing. slept through it.. what to do. so tired after yesterday. first the plane got delayed.. only took off at 0030, almost an hour later..

on reaching, took a shuttle bus to shinjuku station for ¥3000. and from then on, it was all walking sia.. tried to find the hostel office using only an address and a map. walked round and round (until i got dizzy) and up and down (until i couldnt differentiate up from down), finally managing to find it.

then it was walking again, at first wanted to walk to the hostel, but realised it was crazily far. changed plans and took a number of trains (what to do.. got so many different operators that dont work together like SMRT and SBS) to the nearest station. then walk again to find the house. and all that walking while dragging a suitcase whose pulling handle decided to break off lah! FREE STUFF IS THIS QUALITY WAN! remember that everyone. that said, the rail and metro here? way waay waaaaaaaayyy better than those in singapore lah. (ok. thats an exaggeration) i must say although they are not as new, it is still clean, nice smelling (even though smoking is allowed in the stations)

then i slept early, at about 9pm.. which is 8pm sg time. for the first time in like 124346678578567453453 years! and this morning, woke up bright and early at 7.30am, 6.30am sg time, again like never before in 214235547568697569098978567 years lah!

tried to walk the route from my new home here to school. realised it takes almost 1 hour 15 mins.. guess will have to include bus and trains in the travelling when classes start..

weather here has been great. wonderful in fact. no wonder everyone here is in suits! the guys at least.. that morning walk if done back home would have left me wet in sweat like i jumped into a swimming pool! but i didnt even break out in any perspiration. shioks! can take out all the nice clothes to wear and dont have to worry about spoiling it or dirtying it. hahaha..

and no wonder everyone here so slim and fit! they walk EVERYWHERE! otherwise they cycle around man.. the number of cars are not small, compared to back home, but if go by the ratio of cars to people, its definitely very small.. more thoughts on cars here later..

ok. having fun here, still its only two days.. will see if in 60 days, im still having fun. i'll bet i will. :p

oh ya.. pictures will follow soon. i promise!!

becoming.japanese

wheeeeee...

2008-05-06T10:41:00.003+08:00

time check: 10.41am..

in slighly more than 12 hours time, my arse will be on a flight leaving for tokyo! for two months!! i can hardly believe it.. the day i have been looking forward too.. (altogether now: wheeeeee!!!!) :p

just last week i was struggling with my exams. all 3 of them. the last of the last.. cant believe how 4 years have flown by just like that. i mean.. thats so damn freaking fast!! all the friends ive made. the bonds ive formed.. the getting used to university life and all.. now its time to uproot myself again and start a new chapter.. (though its a new chapter im already used to.. sigh.)

its hard imagining life after nus. not waking up and walking past the rooms of friends and neighbours. sharing the communal bathroom as we brush our teeth, wash our face and shower (and of coz not forgetting the piss and shit. lolx.) the jio-ing of each other for dinner and supper. the soccer nights in the mpsh. oh man oh man oh man.. so sads!! dont worry guys. i promise to visit!!!

ah well.. intermission time. in between 2 halves in a musical got the intermission break. in between drama serial episodes got commercial break. so in between 2 chapters of my life must also have break. holiday break!! :p hahaa. lame yes i know.. but isnt that so so me? :p

so tokyo here i come! next post will be made when ive set foot on japanese soil!! :p

wheee.

whos to blame?

2008-04-25T05:40:00.005+08:00

so who can I blame? do I push it to someone else? exonerating myself of responsibility? or do I take it like the man I am.. or at least supposed to be.. so what now? its obviously my doings, I've got to face the truth. like it or bot, sometimes the truth hurts.. and like a bitch too.

I wish for all in the works
never to have to have to see
meant to be is meant to be
to the future it holds
let the sun rise from the west
you see how the moon us square
down the well I sit

would you rather peel off that plaster slowly and experience prolonged pain, or rip it off in a flash and bare the spilt second agony?

a.continuation.of the first

control

2008-04-23T06:03:00.000+08:00

ive come to realise that i cant have everything under my control. theres just some things i have to let go, accept that i have no say. but im sure its apparent. the feeling sucks. the feeling of helplessness, of not knowing what will happen next, coz out of the million and one possible occurances, just about any one could be next.

now everyones so busy
why is it a must to go through this
did you know its not necessary
you sure you prefer it
take one step back and observe
that everyone have different abilities
one may be good at memorising
extra time spent not needed
step back into yourself
away to where your dreams lie

i too have realised, that what i want, im clearer now.

its like studying now for exams
not like i put a lot of pressure on myself
some of the others sure do
name a few, i better not
or relying on that degree cert
title is all it is
but think its their great passport
some people do just that
acknowledgment is from your future boss
that what impression
you leave is more crucial
feel like a job was meant to be yours
that is how passion is born
way to go little one
too bad time waits for noone
be there always
it will make you cherish all
physical hurdles i will conquer
emotional ones hard to say
or how will things turn out
even i cannot decide
mental strength is most important

but yet its hard to convince others to see my point of view

not forgetting all my friends
some day we will definitely meet again
moments like now, i feel nostalgic
hot drinks taste best when its cold
and i wish i didnt have to move on
another day here is what i want
cold and lonely, it rarely is
leaving this phase
me thinks the chapter is about done
confused and uncertain
to venture out and explore
what is next, only God knows
you see, i dont have to be afraid
feel the strength flow in me

cryptic.and.loving.it

cuckoo clock.

2008-04-05T13:37:00.003+08:00

no i dont mean the clock with the bird popping out to announcing the hours and the halves in between..

im referring to my body clock, which regulates when i sleep, how long i sleep and when i feel like sleeping..

after the trials and tribulations of the week that just passed, im now feeling sleepy at the weirdest of times. im too used to turning in at 8am and waking no later than 12noon.. feeling sleepy at 1am and waking 2 hours later. and then lasting all the way to the morning.. but yet, it doesnt happen the same sequence in a pattern..

take today. i fell asleep at about 2.. woke up at 4.. now its almost 2pm and im stil super duper awake and alert.. it doesnt feel as though im surviving on minimal sleep.. weird!!

on that note.. sitting here in the hall library.. im surrounded by the nerdy looking ones (no offense yall) and most if not all are foreigners (again.. no hard feelings right?)..

nothign wrong with that.. its me! what the heck am i doing in hall on a saturday afternoon? never before have i been in this situation. one friday night burnt.. now it looks like another saturday night, on top of the saturday that is already half passed..

somebody.save.me

the week of the living dead.

2008-04-05T08:49:00.001+08:00

well well well.. hearty congrats to myself. this week is officially the most studious week of my entire nus phase!

in short. design 2 project individual unit report was due last thur. after working on it as per normal, the time had come to stepped up the gears and work harder, faster, etc..

waking up at 12 noon on wed, i went to the "chem engin haven" and plunked myself down in front of one of them nondescript terminals and started work. surfacing for air time and again, time flew by. soon, it was night time.. then midnight.. then the wee hours of the morning.. and in a let-there-be-light moment, light poured in through the blinds, blending with the artificial light sources in the room (read: fluorescent lights)

after breakfast, it was back to the ~~books~~ computer, which was bent on getting me all crossed eye and whoozy..
inside that confined space. without noticing, time flew by again.. by that (read: thursday, for those who cannot count the hours, minutes and seconds.) evening, i was already sure i couldnt submit on time. after all, the deadline had already passed..

packing up, i went back.. crashed at 9pm, practically didnt move the whole time i was asleep, woke up at 5am suddenly! (all my troubles seemed so far away..) and though i was quite awake and contemplated continuing, the moment my head hit the pillow, i knocked out again until 12noon..

of coz. other than this episode which i particularly remember in detail, and am quite proud of telling, the other days of the week were not much better.. working well into the night. ~~sleeping~~ napping only when the sun is high up in the sky and waking up nary a few hours later.. its a wonder one week on and im still alive.. and still coherent..

vampyre.living.dead.

follow your heart!

2008-03-01T10:53:00.000+08:00

found this article somewhere awhile back..

follow your heart by maya calica

many years ago, while pondering the "rightness" of my own relationship, i asked my mum:
"how did you know that dad was the right one for you?"
she replied: "i just did."
"well how will i know if this boy is right for me?" i asked.
"you just will," was her reply.

mum was right. our feelings have a way of navigating us towards the right choices, no matter how illogical they may seem to other people. splitting from my then-boyfriend - a good-looking man with a great advertising career - seemed silly to my girlfriends. but it was a thoroughly-wise choice that has made me the person i am today. i have since learnt to heed my heart's inner compass to guide me towards decisions in love, career and life, that resonate with what is right for me.

if you're feeling out of sorts or bored with your life, tune in to what your heart is telling you, with helpful tips from ontario-based life coach, michele caron (www.mylifecoach.com).

consider more than the facts
trusting your heart requires you to become more introspective. so shut out the noise - whether it's the opinions of well-meaning folk or popular wisdom - then tune in to your deepest feelings.
"i asked everyone for their opinion on whether i should quit my job," recalls carolyn, an art director. "i was burnt out, but everyone told me to be practical. for one, i needed the money. second, it was a prestigious international ad agency, and third of all, they had just given me a promotion and a raise."
but an unsupportive boss and long working hours made carolyn sick. one day, she felt she'd had enough and tendered her resignation. for two months, she did yoga and worked on her art. when she was ready to go back to work, she was hired by and even more prestigious agency, and now works with a boss she has great respect for.
"following your heart means you have to consider more than just the facts and listen to your inner self," says michele.

start with small things
as in all things, start heeding your heart smarts with the little things.
"for example, when choosing what to eat for lunch, stop and ask yourself: what are my insides telling me?" says michele. "then affirm that you value this inside voice be following what it says."
try this bit of advice, even if it sounds silly.
"if you practise doing that with small things, you will get much better at following what your heart is telling you when it comes to the big decisions.

it's more than just an emotional choice
while feelings have a lot to do with following your heart, there is a thin line between being emotional and answering a deeper calling.
"emotions tend to be more transitory," shares michele. "on the other hand, feelings from the heart are wiser and more sustained. it is probably best to try and get in touch with these deeper feelings when making a choice."

the heart gives you peace
"most people feel a sense of happiness when considering the alternative that matches their heart's choice," explains michele.
no matter how crazy your decision appears to be to the outside world, following your heart brings about a sense of peace.
"i am a person with a strong rational intellect, but when it comes down to the crunch, i'll always follow my heart. it sometimes leads to exciting life with ups and downs, but the ups certainly outwrigh the downs," says michele, who knows this all too well. she moved to a different country to be with a man she had only met three times.
"how crazy does that sound?" she laughs. "but something told me he was the right man for me. he is now my husband, and we have a wonderful life together."

most importantly, following your heart aligns you with your core values. looking back, my split from my ex allowed me to discover what i truly wanted out of life, and that we were not a match after all. it also helped me to realise the kind of guy i do want to spend the rest of my life with - a soulful man who shares my love for nature. had i ignored my heart, i would not have learnt these truths.
michele says: "when you make a choice from the heart, you can be confident that you did your best to follow what's best for you."

you see. sometimes the mind thinks too much. too much thought is placed in the problem, and what happens? emotions take over. and then? decisions made become irrational, choices made become what would normally be chosen..

follow your heart i say. and let your heart lead you. it where you really should belong.

trust.your.heart

on the line

2008-03-01T04:36:00.002+08:00

ive placed my heart on the line. the balls in your court. what are you gonna do with it?

ever felt like everythings out of your control, and nothing you do will change things? so how? what do you do?

you gotta have faith. trust that everything will be alright. believe that things are always for the better.. or is it? accept that whatever happens, youre prepared.

that said...

easier.said.than.done

right here. right now.

2008-02-29T06:20:00.002+08:00

you look peaceful when you sleep..

what is it that im doing right now??

shite.

2008-02-29T05:42:00.002+08:00

damn! i cant believe we totally missed the show. paid 120 for them tickets and we totally forgot the show was today at 8pm.. i say today coz even though already pass midnight, i havent sleep. so still the same day lah. lolx.

yes. back to the stupid mistake. what were we doing at the time the show was playing? sleeping. can you fucking believe it? how cock can i get sia. i blame myself for it i guess. knowing we wanted to watch, i didnt make that extra effort to remember.. reason? my usual forgetful-ness totally forgot the date it was today. yeah, i got reminded a few times here and there. but i wasnt thinking about the show then! and when i think of the show, and remember its on one of the last days of feb, it was already too late.

argh.

please.just.kill.me

retirement

2008-02-23T05:24:00.001+08:00

and then its over. 4 years in university, 3 years in hall. 3 inter hall games have i partaken in. and that was the last for my "career". as a touch rugby player for hall, as a track runner.

having won touch last year, i took up the responsibility of captain, with a mission to fulfill.. that a champion is not truly a champion by winning, but by winning it again and holding on to it. alas. it was not to be. after all those sweat, blood and tears spilled, all those hours put into training and going through all those moves, perfecting them and making them work in a game, we were unable to make our efforts count.

truth be told, i lost sight of something important in the aftermath of that day. i forgot that even the best teams do not always win, all the time. even champions have their off days. but they bounce back, and work harder, and achieve greater things. i do hope the future teams hold more, now that the solid foundation has been set.

after all. i read this somewhere.. champions do not become champions when they win the event, but in the hours, weeks, months and years they spend preparing for it. true aint it?

that said, the nostalgia and the reluctance to let go is evident. part of me just dont want to leave my comfort zone, to grow up. i can hardly believe its been 4 years already. while i never was one to be "hall-is-my-everything" kind of person, there is pride and the desire to perform, whenever i don the colours. and not being able to achieve what we set out to. it just crushes you.

minister.of.speed
the title "conferred" to me just last year. what? its been that long already? guess it has stuck. as it is evident..

looking back down the curve. seeing my teammate hurtle towards me. the moment he crosses the line, i set off. bursting down the last of the curve into the straight. "up" he calls and i thrust out my arm. feeling the cool metal smack into my palm. closing my fingers and yanking it away as i sprint down the line. those in front serve as bait. targets for me to lock on and chase. as the gap closes and they are within arms length. alas. the finish line has been reached. no more.

picking up the ball and passing it to a team mate. the spinning ball comes at me like a bullet. plucking it out of the air i take off. bursting down the side as the round the line and go down to score. sure. those will happen again. just not with the same people. not with the same team.

as with all, we have our differences. our shortcomings. but to put everything aside. and play for each other. ones strength covering anothers weakness. thats the stuff champions are made of.

my.ihg.career.is.over

what...

2008-02-01T22:00:00.000+08:00

what does a man who can afford everything and live in luxurious abundance NOT have?
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
humility.

dont.be.that.man

a little update

2008-01-22T02:41:00.000+08:00

school has started once again. its been one week of lessons. are you feeling the heat yet? its my final semester and already im not looking forward to the ending of it. truthfully, i hold mixed feelings about my last semester. at the forefront of my mind is the big question of 'how did 4 years pass so damn quickly?!'. lolx.

really. while i look forward to the departure of term tests and final exams and its endless mugging, im not too enthusiastic about venturing out into the working world. maybe its because i already know my future, at least for the next four years, and while i dont regret my decision about it, i sometimes do wish it were different. heh. but oh well.. not like theres much i can do about it..

like they say (this brings to mind.. whos the 'they' everyone seem to always refer to? hmmm...), the grass is always greener on the other side of the fence. students always think working is better and vice versa. ill just have to find out. :)

on to better news. grad trip! or better known as the extended holiday after graduating and before starting work! where should i go? what should i plan? who to go with? had a little discussion with a couple of friends on the bus. i commented that im reluctant to stay in backpackers hostels and the likes for my grad trip. and just for fun, i said i wanted to stay in five-star hotels. lolx! hahahah.. after some 'persuasion' from the friends, i lowered my standards to at least a starred hotel. lolx.. while it was said tongue in cheek, i really dont wish to share a room with a communal bathroom and lie under a bed with a fan above me threatening to fall down. so guess itll be budget hotels to compromise, no? i was also toying with the idea of visiting boutique hotels around the world. or at least the places i visit. hehe. how about that? lolx.

so my plans.. i have only thrashed about some ideas in my head. mainly either touring either europe or north america continents for the whole 2 months, assuming i get 2 months of break after graduating, or immersing myself in the culture and life of japan. -grin- that is one very enticing plan. heh. of course. not forgetting the odd trip to hong kong and taiwan for more shopping pleasures besides japan. lolx!

oh well.. its late. enough rambling for me..

inertia.works.its.magic

burnout? jaded?

2007-11-29T22:32:00.000+08:00

whats with me and exams huh? as my years in uni lengthen, my attitude towards exams have seen a shift. do you even remember when, back in the days of secondary school or even jc.. where the mere thought of end of year exams brought crashing down even nerves of steel. now? the air of nonchalance and, dare i even say it, complacency has set in. while i do hope it isnt complacency, i must admit the it is with, for lack of a better word, disregard that i approach each exams.

might it be the seemingly large number of finals? to me this seems to be the case, with the calendar year being split into 2 semesters and each having its own "finals" (on a second thought, the term finals used to bring with it an air of such importance. now? -sigh-). its no wonder that with this increase, i rarely feel a thought of stress or nervousness anymore. afterall, since the days of secondary school, specifically upper secondary, all exams and test didnt matter so much as long the o levels were passes with satisfaction. same goes for jc. that would be an equivalent of 2 years of school before an important "finals"! no wonder..

ah well.. just penning down some thoughts of mine as i strive to force my tired mind to hit the books. but as all ye fellow sufferers of the short attention span syndrome can empathise with, i rather do anything but study. even chores like cleaning up my room or tidying up the notes for the exams that are already over! lolx.

just.four.more.days.and.two.more.papers

ey!

2007-11-17T19:24:00.000+08:00

you shld be studying instead of reading my blog! hellllooooo???

:p

i am jack's complete lack of energy.

2007-10-27T09:36:00.001+08:00

just got back from a night of cycling. hall organised night cycling which saw us travel from hall all the way to fort canning, then to clarke quay, supposed to go marina south but bypassed due to time constraints, followed by geylang for bean curd supper (or was it more like breakfast? =p) and lastly east coast park, to return our bikes and await the bus back..

more unique about this night cycling was it was a tandem event, where two people are paired up and together the entire event. how cool is that? haha..

oh well.. nothing much to report. not really in the mood to regurgitate anything..

so.much.to.do.so.little.time

story of a girl...and sentosa

2007-09-30T23:14:00.000+08:00

she was filming a school project in sentosa. he knew. he had also just finished his work and wanted to see her. she hadnt replied in awhile but he knew she was busy filming. the last place sh had said she was was siloso beach. there he went first, after reaching. no sign of her. he knew she hadnt eaten and had to be hungry. but how was he to buy if he didnt even know where to find her?

he strolled around. walking back from siloso to the car park, and on to palawan. thinking of all the places they could be filming at...

and there they were, on the small islet! from far away, he had recognised her silhouette and was positive it was her. she hadnt seen him! unsure of what to do, should he walk up and say hi? he heads to air con comfort and ponders...

he wonders if she will be happy to see him. or will she think hes such an irritant, constantly looking for her, like a thorn in her side...

finally, he decides to just go up to her. show himself. after all, he has nothing to lose and everything to gain. he has learnt that his fears are usually irrational, with no backing evidence. usually leaving him in regret about things he should have just done...

the moment she sees him, the expression in her face, the look of surprise and delight, etched so clearly on her glowing sun burnt face (and it wasnt even coz of the burn that it glows!). everything is worth it for him to see her smile. now hes happy...

she had said that she was initally uncertain if it was him. after all, what was he doing there? but as she closed the dstance between them, doubt slowly turned to realisation...

his fears were irrational once again. stupid emotions that always reared their ugly heads when least wanted. always stirring up uncertainty and invoke fear. banish them!

no.regrets

buaya week

2007-09-17T13:25:00.000+08:00

looking at the sun rising for the umpteenth day in a row, im struck at a loss of words for a moment, as i reflect what i have done these past few (six?) weeks since school started. the past week saw me busy as hell with school and then as buaya week started in full swing. whoever said year 4, old already, shouldn’t play, was most definitely wrong! lolx.

i dare suggest im having the most fun buaya week of all 3 years in hall! and that is even when my official buaya has not done a single thing this past 4 days, including a weekend! those who know who she is already suggested she might or might not do anything… guess that kinda prepared me for it already. :) at least I didn’t get my hopes up so not much disappointment there. hahaha..

you know what. i just confirmed for myself how wonderful it feels to be appreciated.

this time around, i decided to focus more on doing stuff for her personally, than to be doing grand stuff to show the whole hall. each has its own merits and difficulties I guess… so it’ll be unfair to declare one is better than the other… but my week has been made by little gestures that my “buayee” has done, like writing little notes (and even with a tinge of lameness! how my kind of joke! Hahaha...) and pointing out silly little points that most would have overlooked!

the best thing, i realised, is not what she’s said to me in the form of her notes (after all, I’m still anonymous to here at this point) but rather, is how word gets round to me that she’s happy with what I’ve done. her neighbours whisper to me in the corridor how much she loves the things ive done, or declare it to me when they catch me doing stuff. lolx.. maybe she just is easy to please, i don’t know. but that doesn’t affect anything does it? :p

final.buaya.week

handwriting.

2007-09-10T14:04:00.001+08:00

so they say... wait.. who's this they everyone talks about? how credible are they? can trust? never mind.. i digress.. LOL..

ya.. so they say, handwriting can give an insight into a persons personality and stuff.. how true is that? maybe i should start studying handwriting, at least scratch the surface of the issue and find out more..

now lets talk about bad handwriting.. who do i think has the worst handwriting? it definitely isnt a doctor, and we all already know how atrocious docters handwritings are.. i cannot hardly fathom how others can actually decipher that scribbling of theirs! what if the pharmacist dispensed the wrong medicine because of bad handwriting?!?! scary thought isnt it? i heard from a friend the reason why doctors handwritings are so bad is coz theyre expected to like write a long, many paged patient history in a certain small amount of time... allow me to verify this but still.. dont think that should be an excuse right? hehe..

i still remember back in primary school.. my teacher used to ask me if i aspired to be a teacher. all because she thought my handwriting was rubbish. lolx.. of course, i never did turn up to be medicine material, and along the way, my handwriting became better (read: legible) so much so that some people even doubt my handwriting! (read: like a girl's! lolx.) but to the best of my knowledge, i "developed" my handwriting style when i was about 15-16, and i was compelled by an ex-girlfriend to mimic. coz i thought hers was beautiful. HAHAHHAHAHAHA..

well. back to my first point. who has the worst handwriting?

what is about to be recounted here is the whole truth and nothing but the truth, ~~so help me God~~.. never mind.. i digress..

this person, just has to write down inspirations that strike her whenever and wherever. but the problem comes when she tries to read her own scribblings at the end of the day, and find that even she is unable to! LOL!!

ok.. i guess that wasnt so funny after all.. beats me how i could write the whole load of crap above on a as mundane a topic as handwriting. what was i thinking?!

girls are evil

2007-08-13T15:24:00.000+08:00

listening to this story recounted to me, i had a sinking feeling that what i knew all along was true. girls are evil. theyre scheming, vengeful..... yet oh-so-cant-live-without-em for us guys...

note to self: never ever get on the wrong side of one of them!

TY was at a club with a bunch of friends and this one friend asked him for help. she said there was a girl she knew from school, who was coming. and one she would like to get back at, after some falling out between them, which was supposedly quite serious.. her plan was for TY to pretend to want to know the "friend" (whom from now henceforth will be known as FT), dance with her.. basically to act all interested, then to let her know that she isnt hot enough for him.

see! didnt i say girls were scheming? that was exactly what i thought when i heard the story! gosh..

anyway.. so the girl was introduced.. in TYs words, she was a whale! that made it all the more difficult for him to fulfill his task! one which he christened "mission impossible". lolx!

and so the story goes. TY discarded his reputation, and introduced himself. offered the girl a drink, and asked her to dance. off to the dance floor they headed, hands interlocked, with another mate to accompany FT's friend. there on the dance floor, the dirty dancing started. in between motions from his mate to kiss her, TY responded with gagging motions! LOL!

sometime later, word passed down that now was the time to strike, to tell her she wasnt hot enough! TY would have been the happiest man in the room sia! but he thought of an even better way. he claimed that after showering her with so much attention, he was going to completely ignore her.

would that really crush her more than telling her straight in the face? share with me some insights please!

which was what TY did. completely ignoring her from then on, and proclaiming a job well done. lolx. now who was saying guys arent helpful? all coz his friend sent him on a mission.

girls.

so.scheming

clubbing after 1 july and...

2007-07-28T10:00:00.000+08:00

its been almost a month since the smoking ban came into effect on 1 july. considering i have been partying quite a bit, its quite clear what my stand is on the ban..

when you walk into a club, any one for that matter, the first thingnthat strikes you would be the air. suddenly, every thing smells so good, comparatively of course. visually, it seems like a thick veil has been lifted from in front of your eyes, like you have been given a new lease at sight.

through your olfactory detectors, you detect a new scent of clubs, one that you have never experienced before, except if you work at a club and was responsible for opening. lolx. you can even smell that drink in your hand!

and these effects run long after youve left the club. you dont experience watery, tired eyes. sniffing your clothes wont bring you into a choking frenzy, gasping for oxygen. your parents now wont know if youve been clubbing by smelling you!!! hahahaha..

but on the downside. have you noticed, that with this ban enforced, while the air inside clubs dont stink with smoke, a new stench has emerged. and its threatening to take over the party world! brace yourself for theres a new kid on the block.

body odour has launched its attack with vengeance. what had previously gone undetected until you roll about in bed with that tall, dark stranger, is now an annoying glare (to me only?). yes, i know dancing about makes your sweat. but you wont stink like you havent had a shower right? its not just a public place. you are in such close proximity with others, have the decency to shower first and spray on that cologne before heading out lah!!!

no wonder some people have been complaining guys are dirty creatures. dont ruin our reputation any longer, please!

you dirty minded you.

2007-07-20T12:09:00.000+08:00

we tend to talk about whats most relevant in our lives, most current. when in ns, boys talk all about ns when they meet their friends, much to the disdain of their girlfriends or female friends.

gulity.as.charged

"whats so interesting?" they always ask.

"you complain all about your training, how tough, how boring, how waste of time. yet in a testosterone-filled setting, the topic of conversation always turn to that, and suddenly, your training becomes so exciting and impressive."

innocent.until.proven.guilty

.

well i digress. just wanted a decent introduction to the post.. am drafting my report now so suddenly everything needs to be organised with intro and conclusion.. but i digress again!

so one particular conversation with princess pink veered towards my attachment research field. and blah blah blah.. slurry.. reactor.. fischer tropsch.. made up the words spewing forth from my mouth.. until..

incipient wetness impregnation.

the princess response? eeee... sounds kinky..

like what the hell.. i sensed absolutely NO sexual innuendos there you know.. dirty mind means dirty mind. fullstop. tsk tsk.

oh by the way, on a side note, my research of fischer tropsch somehow morphed into a fisherman in the tropics. as in fisher (tropics). hahahahah! hilarious i tell you.

guilty.as.charged.you

texting under the influence.

2007-07-16T12:48:00.000+08:00

have you ever sent a text message to, or even dialled the number of that certain mr/ms wrong after having one drink too many?
whereby you start blabbering nonsense, or start crying about why they dont feel the same way as you feel for them?

or how about like a certain someone i know.. who calls up every single one of her close friends, to tell them she loves them and appreciates their presence in her life..

sounds familiar? sounds like you?

well.. start rejoicing, coz a new service may just make its way to a handphone near you!

all you have to do, is to dial a special code, followed by the person in questions number and for that one night only, no outgoing call or text sent to that number will be allowed through! the service barring is for one night only, ending at 6am, when you are assumed to have sobered up, or have fallen fast asleep..

-grins-

nope, the above service is not a figment of my imagination, but it is already available in australia.. so all you lovers of ethanol, rejoice! and start pestering your telco to provide this service! :p

~~driving.~~texting.under.the.influence

Bored.

2007-07-12T15:53:00.000+08:00

this is a video of myself and MV bored in lab.. enjoy this clip and brace yourselves. there is one more in the pipes and its equally bo liao! LOL.

this was taken early on in the year. when we first started our attachment.. MV took a skin coloured glove, cut out the finger tips and wore them. then took a blue glove and again, cut off the finger tips and wore back the glove. the rest? hilarious. :p

glenn ong and the ego trip!

2007-07-04T17:15:00.001+08:00

wah! i have been so busy since the start of the week that i barely even turned on my laptop at work!

anyway. was listening to the radio this morning when i heard a familiar sound! simone!!!! glenn ong "invited" her back on class95 morning express to co-host with him while the flying dutchman was on mc with a fever..

sia lah! nostalgic siaaa!!! the last time i heard simone was probably 8 years ago? back then, he hosted on perfect10 ego trip every week nights at 11pm. wow! cant believe i even remember that! lolx. but really. glenn was the one man army then man. he "brought" all his friend! simone, short fart, honky tonk.. cant even remember the rest of their names. lolx..

seriously. glenn should bring them all back. by popular demand! im sure im not the only one entertained by them and their antics right? hahaa.. so anyone wanna start a petition going? :p

the.ego.trip

volatile. fickle. confusion. dumbfounding.

2007-06-29T14:09:00.000+08:00

edit:decided to remove the post except for the title. nothings changed.. but is change really constant?

drama-mama!

2007-06-22T12:10:00.001+08:00

got forwarded this video by the ever lovable fi. drama-mama sia!

psst.. and its so like you lor fi.

hahahahhahhahaa.. watch and laugh ya all..

special? unique? same.

2007-06-19T11:22:00.000+08:00

"Listen up, maggots. You are not special. You are not a beautiful or unique snowflake. You're the same decaying organic matter as everything else."

chemically we are the same.. or are we? biologists will say since our dna are different, we are still not exactly the same. some have more fats, others have more muscles. so different! so are we or are we not?

does it depend on the circumstances. lets say youre going for an interview. keep this thought in mind and im willing to bet you wont get a called up a second time. haha.. but is this statement even true?

should we be settling to be average, the same as everyone else?

do we each possess the potential to stand out?
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next:
- ~~fight club.~~ wonderful! loved it. everyone should watch it... done that already? again!
- ~~american history x.~~ thought provoking... see above. go watch it again!
- full metal jacket. ooohh.. cant wait..

random.siaaaa

donuts.

2007-06-13T16:59:00.000+08:00

look at them yummy donuts, fresh from batam.. tiramisu flavour siaaa..

hahaha. act enthu. but thanks to VI, whos friend brought them over, for sharing them.. makes me wanna go try out all those famous donuts everyone (read: fi) keeps raving about... if only they were so calorie laden.. and protein-less.. hahaha. sound so himbo lah. my friends can testify to me eating junk food lor. so its not i dont.. =)

monday blues.

2007-06-11T10:39:00.000+08:00

you know youre suffering from monday blues when you:

1. wake up at 0430H with a crazy-itchy all-over-the-body rash and cant get back to sleep, so you take anti-histamine, which take another hour to produce effects.

2. wake up late and STILL groggy and whoozy because of the pills.

3. reach the check point of jurong island and realise your JI card has expired and thus have to extend it, driving two rounds around the check point like an idiot.

4. have to wait for half an hour to extend the said card, only because you cut the queue with your friends who have been waiting since 0830H for an hour longer.

5. start to itch again as the rash acts up and you resort to another anti-histamine pill.

6. reach office and realise your building access pass has also expired.

7. now look like a diseased freak with blotches of red all over that itches terribly, and you know you'll fall fast asleep from the pills..

what.a.monday.

viagra alternative.

2007-06-07T10:30:00.000+08:00

M’sian researchers create nuttier Viagra alternative

KUALA LUMPUR—
Malaysian researchers claim they have created a nutty, healthier alternative to
Viagra based on walnuts. Researcher Kim Kah Hwi, who headed the team from the
University of Malaya, said he was inspired to look into walnuts after reading
about their use in history, The Stardaily reported yesterday. “I read articles
about the Romans and French having eaten walnuts for this purpose. I thought if
it had been documented that long ago, there surely has to be something there,”
he said. It took Mr Kim and his research team two years to develop N-Hanz,
tablets which contain walnut extract and have shown positive results on 40
volunteers against erectile dysfunction. “It takes about an hour for the effects
to set in and lasts for about four hours,” he said. “Furthermore, as it is not a
drug, it is safe for those with hypertension or diabetes, or (those) who have
recently had heart bypasses,” he added. Some volunteers had undergone bypass
surgery, he said. The active ingredient in the tablets is an amino acid called
arginine, which is absorbed into the body and converted into nitric oxide. “This
enlarges blood vessels and enhances blood flow to the penis,” Mr Kim said. The
newspaper said N-Hanz had won a gold medal for best invention at a recent
technology and invention exhibition in Malaysia, while Mr Kim said it had been
approved by Malaysia’s health ministry. --AFP

read the above article in monday, 4 june's edition of today. note the active ingredient, the amino acid arginine. which the body processes into nitric oxide. omg! thats like the supplement im comtemplating on taking lah. i dont take much of these supplements anyway. but good friend MV was saying that the protein powder were taking isnt really formulated to improve recovery. so guess we need something more. haha. but none of my research yielded the above discovery leh!!! its promoted to improve recovery by supplying more blood to the muscles to provide increased nutrients and to flush away wastes. bonus effect is the muscles looked pumped up. but noone realised the effect will be similar to some other muscle? hur hur! or is it just another "added benefit" that everyone knows but noone mentions? ;)

need.to.gym.more

blue da ba dee.

2007-06-05T09:53:00.000+08:00

funny how my clothes today reflect how im feeling inside. ive got on a blue shirt and blue jeans. so blueeeee...

i guess ill admit im disillusioned. jaded. why so? its not even happening to me! so my bestfriend is like my left arm. thats why aint it? how about my other bestfriend? my right arm? no wonder i feel like helping him. but yet part of me says somethings wrong. part of me wants to share his joy. yet part of me wants to warn him, to guard his heart from the possible shattering. and i know he wont listen. why? coz i was like that once. looong ago, before i hardened from the constant influx of stimuli. from the inevitable defences i have to set up to protect myself.

gah! sound so emo. im not lah. i think im just suffering from exercise-lack-of syndrome. ahhh well..

i realised my life recent has become very routine. i need some injections.. no, not the syringe that kind, but something instilling, something fun... maybe its right in front of me already and i dont realise? i think i need to open my eyes. wider. WIDER! hahahah..

laugh til you cry.

2007-05-29T10:41:00.000+08:00

i think words that were once deemed vulgar and improper, is now increasingly being accepted as part and parcel of speech. a means of expressing oneself. sure, some may argue that you should be able to express yourself without using vulgarities, but i beg to differ. it provides that added oomph, to emphasise your point.

have you ever had the urge to tell a friend to fuck off. and show that international hand sign. all with a smile on your face coz you dont literally mean it, but that friend probably made fun of you and was laughing at your expense. and just as you stuck that finger out, you realised you just extended the wrong finger! you just gave away more ammunition for your friend to continue laughing, again, at your expense. picture this:

"fuck you!" with finger stretched out.
"oops! wrong finger" now looking all embarrassed.

that happened to me last night. good thing i was on the laughing end. it was so damn funny! and my friend? laughed til tears flowed. priceless.

i think that wasnt as funny as when it happened. ah well.

your.loss

fashion faux pas.

2007-05-24T16:32:00.000+08:00

wore my asics runners to work with my usual jeans and tee combo today. damn! cant believe i actually did that! so ugly can? i did it coz im going running later. but i guess murphy just loves me.. my assistant supervisor came up to me mid morning and proposed lunch at nearby jurong point. sucks lah! so disgusting lor!!! argh. ashamed of myself. hahahaha.. -hide-

well.. ive seen the light at the end of the tunnel finally. when i first entered, i wondered where it would lead me to. then i saw a glimmer of light.. too small to be an oncoming train.. turned out to be just a torchlight someone had left lying in the tunnel. bah. problems problems problems. cant believe how someone can be so self centered to thing everything had his name stamped on it! and to think hes a doctorate holder? an assistant professor no less! ah well.. guess office politics really does permeates to all corners of the "room"..

but.. it looks like the light i see now seems to be the end of the darkness. hope it doesnt suddenly morph into an oncoming train.. all i want is to continue doing this research project for my final year project. is this that demanding a request? since both parties are satisfied and happy, why must an extra just ~~chap~~ barge in like this? tsk tsk. no manners man..

on another note.. seems like this saturdays plans are going to materialise. it sounds fun. hope everyone is interested. hahaha..

all.for.convenience

random.

2007-05-21T09:38:00.000+08:00

shit happens. or so they say. but shit after shit after shit? please just kill me.

sat night.. more like sunday early morning.. saw a cluster of 2 ambulances and 4 patrol cars jsut outside vivocity. drove past, and saw a car had rammed straight into one of the pillars of the overhead highway. it was totally smashed can?! freaking shit. dont know what became of the driver and his front passenger. were there only 2 inside? or more? i did see one injured sitting on the road side being attended to.. before i could see more, i had already drove past. not liked i slowed down just to gawk ah.. but opposite the road had like 30 over people staring. like wtf?! it was freaking 5am lah! all so busybody... -.-

then this morning.. on my way to work.. across the highway was a beemer smashed. a bright pink beemer had the front smashed.. can scrap car liao ah! hahah..

sigh.

*EDIT: the driver was in the IT industry, in his late 20s. he died. hope his 4 other passengers are ok. my gosh. have some responsibility can? if you want to take the risk, risk your OWN life! dont fricking screw up other peoples! sheesh.

bad.premonition

what the heck is wrong with you?

2007-05-17T20:59:00.000+08:00

so the story goes.. this has started out sounding like a rant and a rant it is. allow me to ask again..

what the hell is wrong with you people?

yesterday, this big, freaking container truck, already posing a heck of a danger by travelling at almost 70kmh, suddenly cuts straight into my lane. and theres not even a lot of space in front of me lah!! he was attempting to overtake a little lorry (i mean. i looked minute in comparison lah).

firstly, what the hell are you, a big fucking giant of a truck, doing in the middle lane of the expressway at 70kmh? isnt your speed limit 60kmh? and not signalling at all? go screw yourself lah. you can dont signal if theres noone behind you. fine. but not when theres not even enough space for a chery qq in front of me!

bugger off and get back to you lane. know your place and stick to it! seriously, all those vehicles which are imposed with a 70kmh or lower speed limit should be made to stay inside lanes 3 and 4 man. so what if the vehicle in front of you is travelling too slow for your liking? not like you can go very fast (i mean legally, coz obviously they can go faster.. but i digress). so stay out of lanes 1 and 2 and stop obstructing our way!

then today.. exiting mindef compound, the roundabout there. bottle neck due to the traffic light further down, i see the next guy crreeping slowly. so i enter the roundabout and make a immediate left turn. the bugger horned me and gave me the "what-do-you-think-youre-doing" look. its not like i suddenly accelerate to squeeze in and force him to slam on his brakes lah! you appear to let me out, and you make a fuss.. and is it THAT hard to give way? very big difference to be in front of one more care instead of behind it? fuck off understand? thats the problem with singaporean drivers. very hard to give way huh? rushing to where? cactus got stuck in your ass? pui!

inconsiderate.shitty.drivers

surprises.

2007-05-15T15:37:00.000+08:00

(postdated)

guess what.. i hate surprises. ~~especially~~ only when im at the wrong end of the surprise. lolx. the planning isnt the problem for me. its the anticipation knowing that the other person is going to love the surprise, but yet both of us not knowing when they will find out, or how..

why is it my surprises, when im on this wrong end of them, dont always turn out the way i envisioned it to? either their reactions are different (fine. this is normal, i got to agree.), or the way they find out isnt how i wanted it to be? grr..

ah well.. how about when im on the right end of a surprise? whats there not to love eh? hahaha.. anyone hates surprises? even if theyre on the right end?

what.a.surprise

good attitude...NOT.

2007-05-10T10:36:00.000+08:00

so there i was, just entered the washroom, ~~minding~~ going about my business when my phone rang.. i answered it as its not like there were any incriminating evidence save the hollow reverberations from being in a small enclosed space..

"hello. im calling from ABN AMRO and i would like to introduce to you our credit line. (or something similar lah)

"it has a low monthly interest of blah blah.. and a low annual interest of blah blah blah..

"may i know if youre currently self employed or working for some company?"

wahhh.. sound so professional leh. like very high class and atas.. but the moment i gave my answer...

"nah. im now a student."

"huh? oh. never mind then. its ok. thanks. bye."

fwah!!! when im no longer a potential customer then all the airs are turned off man. should start with a good impression and end with a good one right? even if it isnt beneficial to you.. maybe say something like

"oh. thats alright then. we cant introduce you to a credit line if you arent employed."

thats so much better than what was actually said lor!!

edit: heard from my friend that this is common place. most telemarketers dont bother putting in any effort if they cant get something out of it.. is this what our society has evolved into??

go on.. flaunt your authority.

2007-05-07T12:36:00.000+08:00

im tempted to launch into a tirade of vulgarities to release the frustrations brought about this morning. but ill refrain from that and attempt to restrain the hidden beng in me. after all, that side of me has been suppressed since my days in secondary school and while many a time have threatened to rear his ~~ugly~~ fearsome head, the desire for the absence of conflict overruled.

so i stayed my last night in hall last night (oh. last nights shenanigans will be discussed shortly, after i regain my enthusiasm to recount it...) i forgot to bring my hand phone when i walked to my car, so i did what was natural. i drove out, stopped my car by the road side and ran in to get my phone. that took all of 2 minutes.

when i came out, a member of the campus security had stopped his bike across from me, and dismounted with all his practised air of authority. i say this because i firmly believe that campus security is mainly for ensuring the integrity of the campus, plus being available to respond to issues like theft and stuff (though the effectiveness of them still needs to be determined). after all, we arent some young secondary school punks anymore and not like theyre a substitute disciplinarian..

so, with his air of practised and obviously phony authority, like how a bully approaches his junior school mates, he walked over. i told him that i had stopped to run in to retrieve my phone, and his reply was "you listen to me. i can summon you now on the spot if you choose not to."

like wow? are you threatening my ass here? i personally dont take to well to threats. maybe its the non-conformist in me trying to be different, but threats dont seem to draw out the expected reaction from me.. anyway, its not like i looked like so disrespecting deliquent right?

i told him i had forgotten my hand phone so on my way to work, i stopped by my hall to pick it up. he first challenged me about my status of student in nus. with that settled, he then challenged me about my driving experience, first questioning if i even have a license (like wtf? im the only person present in my car? if i wasnt qualified to drive, like i would be driving on a big white day? stupid or what?), then asking in a somewhat condescending manner, when i had passed my driving. hello? what relevance is that?

i explained my situation to him, but he kept repeating that he could summon me on the spot. he asked me what the double yellow parallel lines meant, so i told him no parking. i reiterated that i merely ran in to get my car, which i feel isnt really parking. but to which he claimed it meant no waiting too. i think i can conclude that it isnt how long ago you got your license that determine how good (for lack of a better word) a driver you are, as obviously he was much much older than me with more experience but he still understood the rules wrongly.

with his bike across the road from my car, and us standing next to my car, we were obviously obstructing traffic, much more so than i would have had alone. and instead of hurrying up and allowing me to get on my way, he made the oh-so-smart decision to direct traffic, as a irate driver had already come up to make some noise, before returning back to continue his "reprimand". nicely done, philip seow. all that could be avoided if you didnt decide to be such a talkative phony who just wants to get the last word in.

yes, i admit parked the car, for all of ONE minute. if i had the choice, i would obviously have preferred a friend in the car as that would mean i wasnt parking, but waiting, and according to traffic law, is perfectly fine on a road painted with double yellow line. and is it that difficult to NOT have the last say and act all triumphant? seemed like totally blatant flaunt of authority to me, philip.

haunting of the past.

2007-05-06T12:46:00.000+08:00

reached home after project meeting.. was going about my usual chores.. taking a shower.. clearing up my room..

when i started to feel this feeling.. i remember it from a recurring nightmare i had when i was a kid.. cant remember exactly what the nightmare was about. but i just knew that it was.. i had this feeling of déjà vu.. which i expected since i remember the exact feeling i was experiencing was from my past..

it felt like a bad premonition of some sort.. like a dark cloud hanging over me.. so i was packing up my room when i sensed this ominous darkness around me in my peripheral vision. but wherever i turned, i couldnt see the said darkness..

then i felt all 4 walls of darkness closing in on me. slowly but surely. somehow i knew that i couldnt let that darkness reach me. i started running. at least i felt like i was running. but no matter where i went, no matter in which direction i looked, no matter how my surroundings changed, the darkness was still around me. closing in. reaching for me. thing was. i was awake! i had this dream before while asleep.. now, not only was i awake, i was up and moving! dreadful. scary.

i wish i could say that it was here i woke up. but i was already awake!

but suddenly, the black cloud lifted. the darkness was chased away, as though fearing the arrival of light.

could it be a sign?

darkness.

this sets the standard!

2007-04-23T14:30:00.000+08:00

watch this guys. this is pro. whew. seems to defy logical explanations! lolx.
watching beatbox will never be the same again..

unexplained problems?

2007-04-17T15:18:00.000+08:00

this post is specially for fi fi. who came to mind when i was reading in preparation for my exams.. =)

do you have a short attention span?
do you have sleepless nights? or resort to sleeping pills to regulate you sleeping pattern?
do you frequently have ulcers?
do you react strongly to life events, whether positive or negative ones?

if you answered yes to majority of the above questions, chances are, you may suffer from low self-esteem!

self-esteem refers to our positive and negative evaluations of ourselves. some individuals have a higher self-esteem than others do, and this attribute can have a profound influence on the way they think and feel about themselves. it is important, however, to note that although some people have a higher self-esteem than others, a feeling of self-worth is not a trait etched permanently in stone but, rather, a state of mind that varies in response to success, failure, changes in fortune, social interactions and other experiences.

so.. research suggests that people who have an unstable, flactuating self-esteem react more strongly to positive or negative life events than do people whose self-worth is stable and secure. self-esteem is linked in important ways to how people approach their daily lives. those who feel good about themselves tend to be happy, healthy, successful and productive. they tend to persist longer at difficult tasks, sleep better at night, and have fewer ulcers. they are also more accepting of others and less likely to conform to peer pressure. in contrast, those with low self-esteem are anxious, depressed, pessimisstic about the future, and prone to failure..

am i right? ;)

facial expression and emotion.

2007-04-12T14:20:00.000+08:00

does emotions affect facial expressions? or does facial expressions affect emotions? or both?

a study where participants were told to contort their facial muscles in ways that created a smile or frown and shown a series of cartoons, they rated what they saw as funnier, and reported feeling happier, when they were smiling than when they were frowning. why?

trivia. did you know the the 80 muscles in our face can create over 7000 expressions? wow. tell that to those girls who love to video themselves expressing different emotions. lolx.

it is observed that facial movements spark emotion by producing physiological changes in the brain. smiling causes facial muscles to increase the flow of air-cooled blood to the brain, which produces a pleasant state by lowering the brain temperature. conversely, frowning decreases blood flow, producing an unpleasant state by raising temperation.

so does this change your perception of the questions in the opening line? i say both. =)
it is possible to alter how you feel by putting on the right face. similarly, how you feel also affects what face you put on.

smile.frown.wink.blink

p.s: video themselve. i know thats not exactly correct english. but do i look like care? hahahaha..

whos that in the mirror?

2007-04-12T14:14:00.000+08:00

when you look in the mirror, do you see yourself? or do you not realise that image is you, your own reflection?

apparently, other than humans, only great apes - chimpanzees, gorillas, and orangutans - seem capable of self-recognition. all other animals cant. a series of studies were done by gorgan gallup in 1977. different species of animals were placed in a room with a large mirror. at first, they greeted their images by vocalising, gesturing, and making other social responses. after a few days, the gret apes - but not oher animals - began to use the mirror to pick food out of their teeth, groom themselves, blow bubbles, and make faces for their own entertainment. they recognised themselves!

in other studies, the animals were anesthetised, and an odourless red dye painted on their brows, and returned to the mirror. on seeing the red spot, only the apes reached for their brows - proof that they perceived the image as their own.

using thus same test, it is found out that most human infants begin to recognise themselves in the mirror between 18 and 24 months of age.

cool huh?

me.in.the.mirror

50 first dates.

2007-04-12T13:43:00.000+08:00

ever watch this show played by drew barrymore and adam sandler? the lead actress had a short term memory loss condition where she forgot stuff that happened just the previous day?

well. that fictitious problem was created for the movie and called goldfield syndrome. in fact, true anterograde amnesia affects either short-term memory, which can last minutes or seconds, or intermediate-term memory, which can last days or weeks. Falling asleep has nothing to do with the condition, and sleep actually intensifies many chemical effects which help memory.

i just found out today that there is, in reality, really such a condition! its called korsakoff's syndrome but the difference is this syndrome is not as selective as portrayed in the movie. the person is unable to recall anything for more than a few seconds, including who he was! scary...

note to self: read more on this condition and others in the man who mistook his wife for a hat by oliver sacks.

who.am.i

cocktail party effect.

2007-04-12T13:40:00.000+08:00

do you have a selective attention?

have you ever been at a noisy party and yet managed to hear someone at the other end of the room mention your name?

what you experienced is known as the "cocktail party effect" - the ability to pick a personally relecant stimulus out of a complex environment.

to cognitive psychologists, this phenomenon shows that people are selective in their attention. to the social psychologist, it also shows that the self is an important object of our own attention.

narcissist.

bestfriends birthday.

2007-04-02T13:38:00.000+08:00

today is my bestfriends birthday. so old liao still keep getting comments of "can i see your ic" when we go clubbing or watching M18 shows.. wtf.. so babyface.. haahhahaah..

2 days ago we celebrated his birthday. booked a room at siloso beach hotel. intended to party at café del mar until late.. met up with everyone at abt 3pm and headed to the beach. stupid flashbang of a bestfriend was being such a wuss. didnt even want to enter the sea for a swim. ya lah. the sea isnt exactly clean or nice to swim in. but with the small number of people we had, how to play beach volleyball or frisbee? much less football with them girls who dont play.. plus noone remembered to bring a ball or frisbee. haha.. (excluding those two between every guys legs lah. hur hur. so lame. -.-)

after soaking in the salty sea, we went over to the hotel swimming pool, where finally, little flashbang decided to get into the pool. finally! wouldnt even call that swimming though. was more like playing water. like the kids we all used to be. ha.. with limited towels and bathrooms, we went up to shower in staggered succession.

intending to go for dinner, his school friends sprung a surprise on us. they werent joining us liao cause they wanted to reach zouk in time for some event. ho say lah!!! thanks to not so wonderful planning, we had gotten a 2.7kg chocolate cake, intended for some 20 people at least.. already good enough that there were only 13 of us max, now things were even better! the remaining 6 of us could share the gigantic cake, and eat until we puke! wahahhaa...

after dinner, we went to café del mar with the cake, found a place and sat down. out came the candles, the birthday song sounded and the flames were blown out. in the midst of cutting the cake and giving out, we were joking of inviting the whole café del mar to share! hahaha.. luckily at this juncture, 2 of my friends came down. the more the merrier! lolx.

then it started to rain. could things get any worse? we went back up to the room and realised things could! half time and man utd were a goal down to blackburn. (hahaha.. quite a bit of a digression but we were largely man utd fans what... at least me and bestfriend were. lolx.) though it all took a turn for the better when man utd came back to win 4-1, the rained stopped, and we headed down to café del mar again..

armed with a pack of cards, after those that previously didnt know texas hold 'em poker had learnt, we proceeded to play for fun, with drinking as the penalty. first up, flaming lamboghini for the birthday boy, with the bikini babe rubbing in that he looked 16 and thus underaged to be drinking but she would not tell anyone. hah. babyface. next, we ordered a jug of long island ice tea, followed by half a dozen lemon drops, and half a dozen b52s. we rounded off the night with half a dozen tequila pops.

doesnt sound like much right? but i reckon it was the speed at which we drank, with everything being shots, skulling them was the only way to go. end up at about 3am, we were all not thinking straight, spouting rubbish, but otherwise perfectly coherent. =) except the birthday boy. he claimed to have perfectly no reaction to the alcohol, nor was he feeling anything. wtf. spoilt liver lah. hur hur.

i fell asleep at abt 3-plus and woke up again at 5-plus, still feeling groggy, head throbbing. in between, i dreamt that i got fucking stoned on alcohol, best friend dared me to smoke, from which i took 2 puffs and knocked out, cigarette still between my fingers. like wtf man! what kind of dream is that? weird things the influenced brain and conjure up. lolx.

i remember drinking a lot of water to quench this insatiable thirst i had.. then ended up so full, and with alcohol flowing through my veins, i felt like puking. i thought i should just puke instead of controlling the spasms, but i just hate the feeling and taste of puke! (dont you?) ended up controlling it all.. thought had trouble falling asleep so suggested to a fellow insomniac to head back to café del mar and he replied with a question: "do they sell non-alcoholic drinks?" hahahahah!!

didnt end up going though. fell back asleep until 1030, when my alarm rang for breakfast. everyone went, including the bestfriend who threatened to "fucking kill us" if we woke him up so early. oh well. no one was harmed in the waking up for breakfast. =)

stuffed.delirious

slippery mind.

2007-03-28T08:02:00.000+08:00

i think i have a slippery mind.
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my most overused phrase at the moment is it slipped my mind.
hur hur.
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careful.dont.fall

club 21 sale.

2007-03-26T10:02:00.000+08:00

once every four years. the messy club 21 sale. where prices are slashed by up to 90% off. yes. you read that right.. messy and 90% off!!!

arranged to pick DM up and head down to the secret location at 11. ahahahhaa.. what secret location sia.. cheh..

anyway, first impression when i stepped in, i got quite a shock. no, it wasnt crowded like how sales usually are (think its because its a secret location hehehee..) but cant call it empty also lah.. thing was, walking in, down the corridor that leads to the various ballrooms, which were filled with merchandise, i saw people changing there and then! no no. no flesh got uncovered, but it was still quite an awful sight lah.. considering how come of them arent exactly eye candy. haahah..

some stuff like pants, blazers, coats, dresses, etc were hung up on hangers and frames. makes browsing so much easier but they usually were only in one size and last piece.. chanced upon a yohji yamamoto (main line leh!!!) pour homme light brown pants. medium sized. listening to my friend, i grabbed first and try later. haahha.. but they turned out to be too baggy at the thighs.. didnt exactly look nice though the waist was kind of ok.. oh well..
original price: $400+
sale price: $50.
:x

other items were, i presumed, initially folded and placed nicely in baskets akin to those in departmental stores. but after the ~~stampeding rhinos~~ bargain hunters went through them, everything was one big mess. worse than a pasar malam (temporary roadside night market) i tell you. guess they were either searching for different designs or different sizes? but still.. be more considerate lah!! ah well.. made me not even feel like searching for any good buys. lolx.

and the people.. my gosh.. kids dragged there by parents (there is kids 21 after all..), young people, uncles, aunties, tai tais, housewives, even grandmothers! so many who want to be clad in designer stuff.. but refuse to pay designer prices.. hahahaha.. cheapskate? hahaha.. me? im just a poor struggling student. lolx.. but looking at everyone there really makes me feel like forgetting it and buy when theres not sale. just to not see such ugly behaviour man.. ugh.. what an awful taste in my mouth..

so about the people there.. there were some really really pretty ladies there.. cant exactly call them girls due to their age right? hehe.. well.. pretty ones. then at the other end of the spectrum, some really.... oh!-my-eyes! kind. HAHAHAH.. at the other end of the gender line, so guys were dressed pretty stylishly too.. then again.. some were just visual pollution man. LOLX!

due to the lack of changing room, many were trying on their items there and then. some managed to find thick curtains to hide behind (thought they were soon ousted with the curtains drawn back by staff. hahaha!), others just pick up the chosen pants, wear it underneath their skirts, then hike up them skirts to check out the pants.
o.O
what the hell!!! so unglam lah! but then again.. quite no choice hor.. haha.. others just wear the item over their current clothes and "guess-timate" lor.. hmmm.. there were bikinis from D&G on sale.. wonder how anyone tried them? -cheeky grin- ahahhaaha..

ah well.. three words in my head the whole time i was there.
what.a.mess

i walked away from that place soon after, clutching in my hands a Y-3 (yohji yamamoto-adidas collaboration) and an emporio armani shirt.
M.O.S. poorer by: $80

what.a.mess

rant.of.the.day

2007-03-22T13:17:00.000+08:00

after again attempting to luxuriate my body with ample sleep.. but alas.. the dreaded mosquito struck again..

me thinks, when i dont get enough sleep, im in too deep a sleep during whatever little time i have, so i dont bother with the itch.. but when i can and try to get enough sleep.. haha.. i become a light sleeper and the little bit of feeling that accompanies the piercing of my skin by the mosquitos proboscis..

well.. but all fairy tales should have a happy ending and this would qualify as a fairy tale.. =)

i got up, switched on the lights, and was about to stone on my bed again a la the last time..

but lo and behold there dotted on my white bedsheets was the irritant itself! manifested in the form of a mosquito! it probably thought the warm bed was a human and was at that moment attempting to suck something.. who cares though.. not me! hahaa.. i slapped it lightly to stun it, not kill.. before wrapping it up in a piece of paper and crushing it til it was thinner than the paper it was stuck in between.. -sinister grin-

hahahhaha... see who has the last laugh..

i.need.my.sleep

imagination gone wild.

2007-03-18T11:50:00.000+08:00

had an email conversation about two weeks back.. heres the excerpt of that convo..

F: is there any way you can maybe steal one tiny gram of plutonium or whatever that's radioactive? then we can take over the world. okay, maybe we shld build a nuclear reactor first

me: whats with the "take over the world" thing anyway? so are you pinky?
then that would make me the brain? LOL

F: damn. but never mind, we still can make home made bombs using nitroglycerin right?? thats why i need your expertise in taking over the world. haha. hello, i much smarter than pinker lah. hey lets assume our throats are made of non-corrosive superstrong material. so what will happens if we drink alkali? will it react with the HCl? will we shit salt? :D :D cool, then we'll all become little salt-making machines, thus rendering useless the salt industry. we should so tap into this idea.

me: lolx. yeah. i'll try to find some thing you can use. ill lend you my
brains but disavow all knowledge of your evil plan kae? and pinkys not
that stupid what. hahaha..

yes. if our throats could handle the alkali, but first it must be the
specific NaOH alkali.. lolx.., it would react with the HCl produced in
our stomach. but we wouldnt shit salt my dear. you remember your chem
but not your bio? your body will absorb the salt in your digestive
system. so we cant be the personal salt makers you so wanna be.. :p :p

F: no seriously, wouldn't it be awesome if we had that little gram of radioactive stuff to ourselves? than out from nowhere we;ll become the world's number menace. its a fab idea, two young but marvellously smart youngsters creating the New World Order. we'll start small in singapore first, we'll displace the PAP and conquer istana. then we'll copulate, have kids where they'll form the minions of our plan to take over the world. might be a slow road but imagine in 20 years time they'll be all grown up and ready to rock!

no come to think of it, with your awesome mad scientist skills, we wouldnt even have to copulate! you'll just clone us. then it would be so much better to have an entire army of MOSes and Fs!!!!

me: hahaha.. even cloning requires a surrogate mother and time to grow..
you sure you wanna give birth to a whole army? coz if theres only the
2 of us in this.. it would be quite obvious the giving births have to
be done by you. :p

F: then its time u invent an artificial surrogate womb!! have you seen the matrix?? like little capsules. it'll be like a baby-making factory. :D

F has some wild imagination eh? :p
had to be a boring day at work for me then man.. lolx.

botak jones.

2007-03-13T11:45:00.000+08:00

ok. this is such an overdued post!!! went to said location last wednesday, 8 march.. finished my weekly night class and DN and i met a few others for dinner/supper.. decided to go over and search for the clementi branch of botak jones. turns out, wasnt that hard to find...

ok ok. enough of me talking. a picture paints a thousand words and ive got three of them! :p

i just realised something. them pictures dont do the dish justice at all man! sorry lahh... lolx.

that was a 400gram piece of ribeye steak.. looking at the photos and recalling that day is making my mouth water.. -slurp-
looking at the menu, i had wanted to order a 300gram one for myself. unfortunately, the guy at the counter informed us that they didnt have NZ ribeye steaks. had only US air flown ribeye. that brought the cost up to almost double! so i ended up sharing a 400gram serving with DN. medium rare. the way we liked it (coincidentally). -grins- that one dish set us back 52 bucks lah! and this is a coffee shop, mind you! but who cares. seriously, the meal was more than worth it! a slab of beef almost 2 inches thick? call me sua koo (mountain tortoise) i dont care.. that was the first time i actually ate such a huge piece...

first bite into my mouth consisted of meat with a small cut of fats, unknowingly of course. chewing the thick slab i cut, i was amazed how such a thick piece could be so well cooked. it was really medium rare through and through. by then, i realised my half of the beef (after splitting with DN) had quite a lot of fats. i took one cut. placed it in my mouth. orgasmic. the fats just melted in my mouth like warm butter. the flavour flowing about in my mouth. heavenly.

once i got that delightful piece swallowed, i told DN about it and insisted he try. (plus i was feeling a tad guilty of eating so much sinful fats that i had to give it away or i couldnt trust myself NOT to eat. :p) his reaction will have to be left to him to describe. but he passed it on to the rest to give it a try.. :)

i tell you. i am so going back to botak jones! will eat until they recognise me. hahaa.. but ill have to wait for the NZ ribeye to be available. my pocket cant simply afford to eat a 52 bucks meal that often. :p

orgasmic.

rant.of.the.day

2007-03-09T10:13:00.000+08:00

stupid mosquitoes.. bother me when i try to sleep early.. when ive managed to actually lay down on my bed early, after enduring taunts of having such an early bedtime (fi you know who you are! lolx.)

i wanted to try and get 8 hours of sleep but those bloody (pun intended) mosquitoes just had to choose this day to bother me! to wake me up at the unearthly hour of 4! argh..!! let me get back to bed already! before getting fed up getting out of bed, i wrapped myself up so tightly like a mummy, i swear i almost forgot i was a guy! (and everyone knows guys are daddys...)

edit: after being bombarded by them mosquitoes, i sat up, turned on the lights and attempted to catch the irritating bugger. i sat on my bed and leaned against the wall.. sitting still to attract them.. good thing noone came into my room at thistime.. i definitely looked like a zombie! but cant blame me. im still dazed from being awaken mah... sitting there stoning for close to 30 mins, no mosquitoes got deceived. it was like as if they knew i was purposely attracting them to kill! damn... oh well.. i turned off the lights again and went back to sleep.. ended up taking half an hour to drift back to slumber land and missing my alarm..

late.for.work

insomnolent me.

2007-03-07T11:14:00.000+08:00

no no. im not insomniac yet. =) but i realised im more like a night owl, i rather stay awake at night and sleep in the day.. when i have work to complete, i rather do it late into the night.. also coz im more productive at night, less distractions, etc.

being awake at night makes me feel as if im the only one awake.. kind of like i rule the world coz no ones awake to challenge me. lolx. what a thought eh? hahaha..

well.. so i much much prefer being awake at night.. only gripe is, in small little singapore, theres nothing to do at night accept club and eat! why cant we have some other activities? or is it that there are but im not aware of? enlighten meee!!!

i think this love for the night began waaay back in secondary school.. having the typical school day start at 7, i had this crazy idea one day, to sleep immediately after eating, wake up at 3, study til 6, before preparing to and going to school. looking back, i know i wasnt helping my non attentive class behaviour but my thoughts then were as long as im getting enough sleep, its ok. haha.. what naïveté..

then, over the chinese new year weekend, during a game of '21', my relatives started reminiscing about the past.. when my grandfather was alive, and how we (the cousins) used to stay over at my grandparents place, the food my grandmother always prepared, the bed and pillow we slept in, the bedtime song she sang, etc.. (it really was such a nostalgic feeling!) then my aunt started talking abt the difference between my cousin and i, us being the eldest 2 in the generation..

shall not bore you about what they discussed about my cousin. but what they mentioned about me was quite interesting.. i was remembered (sounds like im dead already! so ominous..) as the the kid who ate very fast. noone had any trouble feeding me. lolx.. but the difficult thing to do, was to get me to sleep!! no matter how sleepy i was, i simply refused to close my eyes and sleep.. you know how sitting in a car lulls you to sleep, with the monotonous journey (especially to a one year old kid!), the constant rumbling of the wheels on the road, etc.. but my aunt said no matter how many times i nodded off, i would always attempt to open my eyes to stay awake, simply to not sleep. lolx..

having hear her say that, i imagine myself when i was a kid (got photos to remind me of how i looked like lah. lolx) and i must say i was quite a cute one. hahahaha.. (i can hear those puking sounds! stop it. :p) but seriously. i have like big eyes with loooong eye lashes, even now (yes bestfriend. i claim to have longer eye lashes than YOU!), and on a little boys small face, im sure it looks even bigger lah. hahah.. but of course, not as big that i look like a freak lah hahaha, but i digress...

so i was imaging the toddler me, attempting to stay awake every time no matter where i was, by forcing my eyes open, even if i was nodding off to sleep... and that got me thinking.. no wonder im such a nocturnal creature now.. i have always been like that.. its in me.. its me.

own.the.night

singapore fashion festival.

2007-02-28T15:46:00.000+08:00

singapore fashion festival happens from 23 march to 1 april. can someone please explain to me why i have this strong desire to go?

and its not just the triumph presents sense and sesuality thats on the 28 march leh! i mean... before i even knew that was one of the programmes, i already knew i wanted to be there at the festival! to go for as many of the shows as possible..

i was scrutinising the schedule, looking at which designer, which brand was taking part. seeing whaht caught my eye. my gosh. whats happening to me!?

i think it's DL's fault lor. for introducing me big time to the high flying world of fashion and designers.. i mean.. i bought a $300 bag and a $300 pair of shoes in the past two months! one in december and another january lah! (ok. those were the prices of the goods. but i got them at a discount. if not i wouldnt even consider kae?) and thats not counting the purchases ive made other than these two!

and since then, in my free time, ive been surfing around, looking at collections by marc jacobs, john galliano, mihara yasuhiro, neil barrett, yohji yamamoto, alexender mcqueen, karl lagerfield, domenico dolce, stefano gabbana... blah blah blah..i could really go on forever... sound foreign to you? (they should coz theyre definitely not local lah! hahahah...) they are all famous designers, many of the i was never interested in them.. til now... :)

nah. i shall stop asking why like its a bad thing. i dont mind. let my interest and obsession increase ten fold, hundred fold. fine with me. hahaha.. just dont let me want something that i cant have. coz then id be living a painful death.. lolx!!! joking lah. where got so serious...

this question suddenly popped into my head. am i becoming a metrosexual? was i a closet one in the first place? hahaha.. who cares! to conform to social norms was never what i wanted to be. bleah.. i am the mixture. the rojak. the ice blended..but without the ice.. haha..

the.conformist......NOT!

rant.of.the.day

2007-02-24T14:22:00.000+08:00

yesterday. (cue the song by wet wet wet - yesterday)

was travelling along alexandra, on the side of queensway shopping centre and i was in the right most lane, trying to make a u-turn to go up aye. green arrow started flashing. car in front accelerate to turn, i accelerate too to try and make it.

suddenly! (cue the same song, next stanza)

the car in front braked hard. i had to follow suit and stopped only centimetres away from him! wondering what the hell was going on, i very nearly became horny. i mean.. sound my horn.. -sheepish look- very nearly did.. so i look in front, trying to see what was going on..

i saw this brownish proton wira (it cant even be called champagne lah!) making a u-turn, from the lane on the left!! his window was open, and he looked at the car in front of me (i think the driver in front of me was giving him some look), and gestured vaguely at the u-turn sign and gave a the-sign-says-i-can-u-turn-so-i-u-turn-nothing-wrong face.

wtf. slap his the-sign-says-i-can-u-turn-so-i-u-turn-nothing-wrong face. as he drove past my car i pointed the universal hand sign of displeasure at him. he nearly caused me to bang into the car in front lor! but dont think he saw. hah.

idiot. yes, the sign says u-turn, but even kids know you u-turn from the right most lane lah! not just any other turning lane! idiot. dont know how he pass his driving wan sia..

i tell you.. i swear i dont make these stereotypes up lor. i see them.. right in front of my eyes.
-hysterical laughter-

dont wanna elaborate on the stereotype lah. make me sound "countryist" (as likened to "racist" and "sexist") only.

argh.

2007-02-21T22:08:00.000+08:00

i cant stand it anymore!!!!!!
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im going to sit down.

searching for it.

2007-02-16T23:15:00.000+08:00

finished work, i went to town to look for it. first searching taka. couldnt find.. next place i thought of was toys'r us.nearest? vivo scoured..

drove there and scoured the whole place, only to realise that particular branch was so small! was more like a typical toy store than toys'r us! ended up walking the rest of vivo looking for some gift shop that may carry, but to no avail.. went back to hall dejected..

back in hall, i casually asked sean if he had any ideas. he mentioned buying from the toys'r us branch at forum a few months back! rejuvenated, i left work early and was told... out of stock! all they had left was a disgustingly simple hand puppet that looked more like some glove! argh. since my parking ahd already be paid for the hour (and only 15 minutes had passed), i took a walk, heading in the general direction of orchard road. stopping by at lido isetan, i headed straight to the toys department.

and behold! the elusive it!! it was kind of small, i could see from the sample, but the thing was packaged in a thin box, encouraging kids to buy to send them by post to a friend! there was even an elmo version, in two different sizes..

thinking for a moment (which took exacvlt all of 5 seconds, lolx), i bought it and while queueing to pay for it, started to think of how i could present it. i settled with removing the outer layer, leaving only a non-descript box on the seat..

upon seeing it, she gave a cute smile, and place everything behind. afterall, it was taking up space on the seat. :p she said she rather opened it at home. inside, i was thinking i definitely wanted her to open it in my presence so i could see her reaction. lolx.

halfway, she exclaimed that she was stepping onto something underneath her seat.. reaching for it, she gave a squeal! coz it had a picture of it on the front! oh my gosh! how could this happen man! haha..

she noticed a picture that resembled the package she had placed at the back just a few minutes ago. putting two and two together (that makes four by the way.. i helped you count! :p), she looked at me as i insisted she opened the present already.

looking at her grin in delight and hugging it sure brought a warmh to my heart. but what a way for her to find out.. and i wanted the surprise to be revealed only when she opened.. not before! lolx..

and so.. that's how it went.. it got found.

Class 95's $95 challange.

2007-02-13T09:04:00.000+08:00

heard this over the radio with some pretty hilarious responses.. basically, listeners had to plan a valentine's day with a budget of $95 and call in to announce their plans.. here are some of the responses:

caller 1:
a stalk of rose: $10
taxi fare to east coast park: $15
char kway teow and hokkien mee: $10 (his reasoning is it's not the food that matters, it's the company and the heart.. -.-)
bottle of wine: $20
candles: $5
present: $35

to me, everything went well until the char kway teow part man.. like wth?!?! hahha..

then there was another caller, who called in and gave a super budgeted programme and gifts, totally stretching the $95 to the max.. and it was revealed later that she was the manager at a value shop! lolx.

caller 3:
roses: $15
nightie: $??

he didnt give the price but i guess the rest of the budget?

caller 4:
roses: $10
candles: $5
condoms: $12

$12 for condoms??? thats the large box right? what siaaa... and where's the rest of the money gone to? his pocket ah? ahahaha.. pssst... or he use the remaining $68 to buy his company for the night? :p :p

so given this budget constraint, what would your valentine's day be like? share share.. haha..

best at what they do.

2007-02-09T20:00:00.000+08:00

gonna be a short and precise post today. dont blame me lah...

saw this sign on a lorry while i was driving away from work.. didnt even have time to whip out my phone and snap a picture! lolx..

painted across the backboard of the lorry was "Heavy Haulage and Erection Specialist"

my gosh! what kind of specialist?? ERECTION!! hahahahahhaa...

jokes.

old changi hospital.

2007-02-06T11:32:00.000+08:00

well.. this shld be old news to many, but if you havent heard about it, allow me to tell you..

there are plans to convert old changi hospital into a spa resort.. yep. you heard right... spa resort!!! i quote, the area is planned "for a proposed spa and resort development, which will retain the rustic charm of the Changi area, and preserve the transquility and characteristic of the buildings".. and the big plan is to transform the Changi Point into a recreational coastal village..

oh my gosh. what is Premium Pacific Pte Ltd thinking.. cater to locals and foreigners who prefer to be away from the hustle and bustle of city life? at least not old changi hospital lah!! thats like the most haunted place in singapore man! eeks...

maybe if they can get more people to frequent the area.. then the eerie-ness will fade away? someone mentioned that the connotation invoked when old changi hospital is mentioned wil probably only fade away with this generation, when people forget the long history of the place which spans back to world war 2.. but isnt the supernatural a topic that interest people precisely because there is nary an explanation for it? maybe the stories will always be passed along... by word of mouth... generation to generation... through the years....

hahahaha.. so. who's up for a spa getaway once the place is completed? :p

that's what friends are for eh?

2007-01-31T02:23:00.000+08:00

best friend recounted this incident to me experienced by his father, who had kena a parking fine for parking in a season parking lot without a valid season parking label.

the car next to his had also kena a parking fine from the over generous parking attendant. just as he had keyed in and printed out the parking fine, the owner of that car arrived at his car. turns out that the owner of that car is friends with the said parking attendant. aye say lah!! score 1-0 to the parking attendant!! lolx. though i wasnt there, i guess the conversation between them when they first see each other must have been something like this:

Parking Attendant: hey! you lived around here ah?

Unlucky Friend: yeah man! so early you start work already? you and your kind ah. forever so hardworking. haha.

PA: what to do? got quota to meet leh..

(at this time UF probably walked to his car already..)

UF: eh wtf lah! i kena parking fine... you friend also dont give chance wan is it? wah lao. call yourself a friend lor.. ^%#@!%#%

PA: ......

HAHAHAHA.. what sia.. how suay can he get man.. he must be cursing himself for waking that few minutes later, taking that few minutes extra to prepare to go out (assumption here is it's in the morning..), and in the process, couldnt prevent himself from being awarded that slip of paper. lolx!!

first look at café del mar.

2007-01-28T14:30:00.000+08:00

welcome to café del mar...

this is the view of café del mar from the backside...aka the beach...

another view.... nice right??? i think im love with this place.. lolx.

and again another view... as you can see from the first 2 photos, there are predominately 2 kinds of furnitures... the couple of deck chair like couches and the square beds with cushions, both having umbrellas over their heads.. in the above third photo, focus your attention on the left side.. can you see the similar square bed? but this one got curtains leh!!! haha..

MV was say the management so good. willing to give couples (or even groups... whatever rocks your boat.. hahaha!!!) the privacy they want... lolx. and i was like.. you think they'll let them close the curtains meh? hahahaha..

and yet another one... bored yet? shouldnt be right? haha.. ok. changing liao. dont look!

this view is a pseudo-artistic view of the square beds with umbrellas wan.. the couches can be seen (barely) in the left hand side.. cool right?? are you drooling yet? lolx..

remember the "privacy included" beds i mention above? here's a close up view of it.. power leh!! must aim to conquer this every time we go there. it's like the best of the rest lah.. (and get rid of the dirty thought popping up inside your head lah. lolx.)

between the beach side and the building in the background of the first 3 photos, there's an array (now where did that pop up from?! C Programming for Engineers?!?!?) of beds, similar to the ones with umbrellas, and couches, not similar to the one above mentioned, around the compound. no longer on sand, but on concrete.. and right smack in the middle of the place, there's a wading pool with a poolside bar in the middle! i wonder how long before it becomes contaminated.. hehehe..
-devious grin-

edit: i went back again and noticed something i didnt notice the first time i went! there are 2 jacuzzis in café mar!!!

alright.. from here on, it'll be some random pics from the night itself.. no more just about the place lah couldnt get any more nice ones.. :)

here's a look at the pool in the dark.. the poolside bar on the left is barely barely visible... :)

inside the main building, here's the crowd in front of the bar.. the term free flow sure attracts people like bees to honey leh.. lolx.

here's the bon fire the organisers (here, im assuming it's them. shld be lah! haha.) set up in front of their backside.. have to be on the beach whaaatttt.. lolx.. not very big hor? wait til you see the next shot i caught before the thing collapse onto itself...

ta-da!!! lolx.. it's freaking huge lah! i was sitting about 10m away also can feel the heat emanating from it lor...

here is one of the performers that were going around.. swinging 2 fire lamps whose heat could be felt by those around him lah.. i hijacked a photographer next to me's flash. hehehe..

and lastly, just for fun and laughs... dont you think these 2 photos make him look like he's firing off sonic booms, a la street fighter? hahahaha.. i think the second photo seriously looks like leh. his hands movement and the trail of the fire looks really like.. the first one looks like he firing off into the sky though. hahahah...

well.. hope these photos make you want to check out café del mar all the more after viewing them. maybe Lifebrandz shld pay me commission leh.. lolx. i'm definitely going down again man.. hopefully the music selection will be similar to the café del mar albums and not the so dance-y stuff they played on the opening.. =)

SJPS again.

2007-01-23T15:51:00.000+08:00

the day after café del mar, the gang headed down to SJPS again. never have i patronise a particular club so frequently! really must be the membership man. hahaha..

this is also the day nussu pru (thats public relations unit) held their bash, touted to be the biggest bash of the year (? someone correct me if im wrong).. with out membership, the gang hung out at the gallery bar which overlooks movida, dragonfly and powerhouse. from what we saw? where was the party man?! people were barely bobbing to the music!! even with the bartop dancers taking to the stage, many were just clapping unenthusiastically! i dont even want to talk abt the guy who one of the dancers approach to dance with.. what is he? the pole in pole dancing?!? gosh... hahahaha.. even if you cannot dance, show more enthusiasm man.. lolx. seems like everyone was there for the lucky draw only! hahaahahahhahah..

oh well.. the night continued with us opening another bottle.. this time a chivas.. at powerhouse. coz the dj was spinning some pretty good music, r&b for awhile.. but as the trance started to take full swing, the place became way too packed to dance so we left.. like i recounted to a few friends, we were not dancing lah. we were vibrating! hahaha... standing rooted to the spot and vibrating.. lolx.

so the night didnt end too late for me tdy.. unlike the previous saturday's where we stay at SJPS til 5am.. what were we thinking sia. lolx.. i knw these 2 weeks i also not considered drink much.. unlike butterfly whos also known as "the guy without a liver".. but it's a large difference ah. so still i hope my liver aint quiting on me anytime soon. lolx..

one thing i noticed.. i knw i turn red very easily when ingesting alcohol (the reason is not coz i get drunk easily lah.. but i'll explain in another post) but i've noticed that this visit to SJPS resulted in less red-ness. could it be the more used to drink i get, the less red? if so, im going to continue man!!! hahaha.. i remember last time in secondary school when i used to "act old" to buy from the mama shop at far east with my best friend (now i knw he anyone also will sell to wan lah. lolx.), we would buy hooch and drink. i dont recall ever turning red leh. but over the past few years when i drink sporadically, i will pretty quickly after my first drink.. anyone observe this too? what do you do to lessen the red-ness? dont look nice leh. often get confused with drunk. (again, i emphasize.. turning red does NOT equal drunk lah! lolx.)

café del mar singapore opening party.

2007-01-20T11:29:00.000+08:00

ended work yesterday at 5pm. drove down to sentosa with MV for dinner first.

after dinner, we walked over to café del mar, which sits on the site formerly occupied by sunset bay. they renovated the building plus added lots of furniture on the beach! i'll describe everything later with the help of pictures lah, since everyone likes to say that a picture paints a thousand words (though i disagree lah.. but i digress..)

seeing that the place wasnt open yet, the staff were still making final preparations for the opening, we took advantage to take a few pictures and "test" out the furniture. hehe.. music was already playing at this point, albeit the sound system still being fine tuned, but good enough lah! haha..

MV and i walked over to the front to check out the building, where we noticed there were 2 queues.. specifically "media" and "invites".. whoa!! invites? how come we never get the invites sia?? we were asking each other.. since time was still on our side (btw. time has never been on my side. wonder why the sudden switch of allies... -.-), we went to the back (back here refers to the beach side) and MV approached a waitress. we asked her about the invites and how to receive one. but she had no idea.. she did mention something that interested us - 1930 to 2100 was invites only.. and the pink band signified free flow of house pours and carlsberg.. free drinks!! wooo~ haha.. (see lah DN. who ask you lazy to move your butt down here. wahahha..)

so back to the front we went, trying to find out how were the invites gotten. what made them more special than we.. lolx.. by now, people had started streaming in. some were carrying a postcard which we reckon is the invites. observing for about 15 minutes, we notice that there was nothing outstanding of these people! many looked like they were students even.. i also noticed that the invites list this girl at the door was holding was super thick lah! her hardboard plus the stack of names was easily 5cm at least (i know 5cm not very long lah.. but for a stack of paper.. it is can? i say it is lah!)

we started speculating if the invites were given out to all thosewho signed up at the café del mar website.. hmmm.. but both of us did! so where were the invites?? never mind. i told MV we really shld speak to one of them and ask.. so we walked up to this kind of black faced girl and ask..

me: hi. can i just ask, how were these invites given out?

Unwilling Girl: oh. they've all been given out already..

me: errr.. i knw. i mean how do you get one?

UG: they were sent by post or email...

at this juncture, she started talking to her friend who was walking towards her.. i was about to ask another guy how did those people get those invites when he motioned both of us to raise out our right wrist. he slapped on the pink band for us and we breezed past the bouncers.. woweee~!! hahhaa.. i turned to MV and we were like.. "that was fun!" hahahaha.. cheap thrill for us lah can? i also knw. so? noone's gonna spoil our little celebration dance that we did immediately after entering. (ok fine. that's a joke. we did no such dance lah. lolx.)

well.. to cut a long story short.. the crowd became sooo packed after that that getting a drink took nearly 45 minutes! and coz 2100 was fast approaching, we made a last ditch attempt to order 8 glasses (yes. just between the 2 of us..), succeeded and carried our loot out to the backside (pun intended). and we even managed to snag ourselves a pair of beach chairs! tonight must be our lucky night. haha..

so fast forward to when we left café del mar.. the first thing i saw in my letter box... you guessed it. one of those invites sitting there happily mocking me! wah lao!! we went through all that trouble for nothing!!! hahaha.. then when i turned on my laptop, i went to scrutinise the email... that was the invite lah!! again sia!! the subject put "You're Invited!" but nothing in the mail said i had to print out the email and show it to be part of the invited list lor!! and who even reads the subject?!?! (come on.. touch your heart. those who reads raise your right hand... see! i knew it. noone reads!)

oh well.. what a night of (cheap) thrills. haha..

p/s: next up. photos from café del mar... that's all everyone wants lah. admit it. haha..

biz ad bash / st james power station.

2007-01-14T13:54:00.000+08:00

on my way to the nus bz ad bash, i called up a friend to see if he was going. he informed me he wasnt but advised me i shouldnt buy the biz ad tickets as it was much more worth it to apply for a SJPS membership.. reached vivocity and met up with the (newly formed) gang. i told them about the deal and that i was thinking of going for it.. weighing the pros and cons (no no. not prostitutes and conmen lahh...), i settled with signing up with DN. straight on the spot, we decided the biz ad bash was of no interest and went "butterflying" around the other outlets before parking ourselves at The Boiler Room. i opened the bottle of johnnie walker black, that came with the membership, and that was the start of our night. haha..

nothing much to say for the night.. (edited: removed due to silence agreement...)

after a whole 2 years of procrastinating, im finally clubbing more often. haha. can't believe such an enjoyable "sport" can also let me procrastinate and dont-do-today-what-you-can-put-off-til-tmrw. hahahaa..

can i forsee going to SJPS now that got membership? maybe next time if got anytime feeling bored, can just hop on down and take a look. after all, members can sign in 2 guests. lolx..

p/s: MV also signed up for the membership. it's really a good deal lah.. though it's less exclusive this way. haha.. so i guess SJPS will be seeing us more often.. earning our moolah too. hahaha..

start of school.

2007-01-10T15:43:00.000+08:00

the new term has started.. this semester, ill be on attachment, heading over to jurong island everyday to "serve". lolx. pardon me but after being in the SAF, all such stuff will from here on be known as "serve". whether is got bond or not lah. hahaha..

my attachment is research work, though i must say im not that interested in going into research next time.. so why did i choose this company? coz the research proposed to me sounded interesting to me. thats all. haha.. i personally dont hate lab work, in fact i think i kind of excel in lab..( allow me to digress, i think i excel in lab work but i dont do that well for my lab modules purely because i dont like writing them lab reports! haha..) so here i am.. doing research.. just hope i dont regret not taking this opportunity to test the waters of the other job scopes that have been available to those ancient graduates from my course.. ;)

back from harbin.

2007-01-02T15:23:00.000+08:00

got back this morning from my holiday. went to harbin, china. if i had to sum up my holiday in one word, it would be cold. brrr... haha.. average temperature of my holiday was -20 degrees lah! yep. you read that right. 20 BELOW zero man...

alright. i'll blog in detail abt it soooon... together with the photos. have been procrastinating about sifting through all them photos again. lolx.

for once, slower than the masses.

2007-01-01T16:00:00.000+08:00

beginning of the new year.. shall start and do something interesting.. i knw i knw.. every tom and jane already have their own blogs! so guess im slow in this aspect.. haha..
well.. hope my attention span can sustain this new interest of mine. haha..

but this starting post wont be anything much lah.. school's starting in a few days and i will be going on industrial attachment instead of studying in classrooms.. will there be any difference? will i have more fun? haha.. only time will tell...