cluelessly enthusiastic

Took a trip down by car to the campus fer a tour yesterday. We got a little lost and confused with Stirling Road fer a bit as its divided into two. Mommy dropped me off at the lobby and I made my way through the sheltered areas as it was raining mighty heavily. Met up with my baby at the library where she told me that there was nothing much to see. So sad. The whole place looks pretty comfortable to me though, despite the weather. Took a bus down to IKEA fer lunch, had the usual salmon and meatballs. Browsed the showrooms fer inspiration but it was all in vain, I still have yet to come up with a proper design plan fer my new room. Oh well, there's still time. The agency had to spoil the day here with a call mentioning something about a document I had to pick up fer the commercial shoot. Rushed down to Park Mall where they made me wait fer a stupid piece of paper. And they weren't even busy enough to not offer a minute of their time fer me. Asses. Whatever. Still made it in time fer Japanese class. Yay, new classroom. A few familiar faces too.

So much fer beauty sleep, I woke up to an annoying default alarm tone from my phone. Spent the night before re-editing personal ringtones and I had forgotten to slot the card back in. Put it fer snooze every 15 minutes till I received a message from the agency to arrive an hour earlier than scheduled, thanks to the client. Thankfully, I made it in time, even with the packing of spare attire and the doing of my hair. Clarke Quay really is quite different in the afternoon as compared to its night scene. Almost would've felt like a Sunday at Orchard Road if I wasn't there fer "work". A mere 50 bucks to star as an extra in the crowd, walking along the fountain area. I would say it's mostly fer experience, at least I roughly know how the media works now... The start of the shoot didn't really involved me among others so I decided to talk this guy up to ask some questions since he was in the same part as me but he ended up being some Chinese-educated guy so I had a major communication problem. And ya know how it is to strike up a conversation with strangers so you won't feel so alone but at the same time don't wanna start too early as the day could drag and you guys might have to spend a little more time with each other than expected, only to suffer in a terribly awkward silence? Yup~ Things turned out fer the better when I was coupled with this 19 year old girl who was a relief teacher and a kickboxing student. She looked really feminine but she sounded like a boy reaching puberty. Then there was another lady who I tried to talk to an obviously picking a bad artist that I am, asked the question with the most possibly uncomfortable comeback. She was this 31 year old mother who already has a son, never went clubbing before and has never had a migraine her entire life, or so she proclaimed. She initially rebutted with, "Definitely older than you." but I was too afraid to guess her actual age. Age can be such a touchy topic. I realised it wasn't really to her, not because she's that old but she talks too much. There was this silent agreement among the other models' eyes saying she was getting too close. However, she was nice. The third female was someone called Kelly... She's 28. That's all I knew. She didn't look very interesting. -_-

The 4 of us took a stroll down to City Hall after another long wait(seems like their favourite game to play, we waited fer about an hour and a half before actually being called into the shoot) fer the choreographer's signature to approve of our attendance so we can get our cheap cheques. Fortunately, I was able to split ways upon arriving at Dhoby Ghaut, PictureHouse, where I sat to cool off from the crazy sun and walk my Nintendog Dalmatian while waiting fer Amanda to be done with her appointment and have dinner together. I was super hungry because I had to rush down to the set that did not need me to rush down. Had a chunky peanut butter sandwich and a whole bottle of water before leaving my house so you could've guessed, with my metabolism rate, how empty I was when the clock struck 6. We hit Paradiz first fer a bite and then check out the comic shop. My orders have not been publishing in recent months. T_T

PS: Yay, free tickets to Definitely, Maybe on Monday!~ Free seating though... And I picked up a $50 voucher fer Jumbo Seafood Restaurant on the way home, which I think is actually redundant since it's practically a family business. =P Also, finally received my school time-table, now I just need Excel to view it... -.-"

(yer title here)

It's just one of those days where you stay home, all stoned on the sofa. The television set isn't even turned on but you stare at it anyway since it's the only object you're facing and you don't really wanna work yer neck. The only effort put in before this was the redirection of the fan. Air-conditioners don't start up quick enough so you make do with mechanically pushed air against yer body to take the mind off the humidity. Something is seriously wrong with the weather. Even last week there had been rumors going on that it was hailing in Ang Mo Kio. That's a little far-fetched fer me but there's still a weird cycle here.


Another reason fer me to stay in is the mere fact that I have frequented town a bit too much. I won't be expecting to catch anything new along the streets or in the malls in the coming days, even fer the movies. And I'm not saying Singapore's getting boring or whatever because I know there are still places I've yet to check out in the recent times but they aren't exactly conveniently located. And ya know how it is when the day gets by so fast when there's a plan but ever so slowly when you ain't thought of shit...

Thinking of reading a book. I said 'THINKING'.

PS: Number 1, if you must go to the cinemas this week, may I suggest The Bucket List. Number 2, if you have a sudden craving fer SuperDog, kill it. 3, I think I'm gonna save some cash fer a pair of Buffalo jeans after spectating their runway show on Saturday. Maybe I should get a job once my schedule fer class is out.



Lastly, I just wanna share with you the amount of fun you can have with simply amusing products like the Bubble Ball. Those in our age group'll probably now what it is. ^_^ Sure brings back yer childhood.

worth a read

Although I can strongly stand by the fact that I can summarize these stories in a coupla words, I suggest you go through these articles on how teenagers nowadays are aware of loud music damaging their hearing but still tune their mp3 players to the max and a sad case of a female Wal-Mart employee who had her medical expenses recouped if you really care about current affairs that are semi-important(although the woman's story is really really sad and FUCKED and should be passed around).

And oh, Betty, since you miss local food so much I think I'll just post some dishes from time to time so you'll know what to yearn fer when you get back. Plus other retarded poses of facial silliness too. By the way, these were taken the day before I fell ill but I highly doubt food poisoning. It could very well have been an overdose of lime juice, not sure if it has that kinda effect though...





PS: I didn't go to the doc's in the end. I feel slightly better as compared to yesterday. However, it still feels like I'm recovering from a Rasengan and the Jyuuken Hou Hakke Rokujyuuyon Shou. Okay, I watch too much Naruto fer my own good. And thanks, babe, I love the bear. :*

vantage point

So here's the story. It appears that the school I had been enrolled under was having irreversable logistic setbacks. First of all, I'll admit that it's my bad to have failed my remaining advanced diploma module, in turn, having got to re-unit it. During this period, I've been constantly chasing the office fer my first year diploma certificate which I had yet to receive. There was this funny system with a rule stating that students only receive both diploma certs and the advanced upon completing both levels. WTF RIGHT? I'm no professor but that sure as hell sounds to me like I've been held back to continue this path and they'll be taking my money as usual. The plot thickens. My mommy adviced me to inform them of some "jobs" I intended to take up so I needed to display some level of qualification. After delayed weeks of checking my record, I was told that I did not complete my first year, with the lack of 5 modules. Hoe. Lee. Sheet. Now, THAT was a shocker. Subsequent bitching and reprimandment of the clerks ensued, there were some results they were able to recover. Isn't that just fishy. It was never keyed in in the first place and now YEARS after, when I return upon completion of my National Service, they tell me they can at least find something that was left out. Who's to say I really really did badly fer that many topics? I'm pretty suspicious of that basis. It could all have been fabrication fer whatever reason... One clear reason to back me up is the fact that I'm NOW in the second year stage. No institute in the right mind'll let students progress to higher levels without achieving a pass in all subjects of the primary calibur. And here's the killer. There was a period of time where I was bumming around, contemplating on whether I should be re-doing my last module when they called to tell me I've yet to pay the fees fer my entire advanced diploma. Thanks fer throwing shit into my fan, I officially am not gonna enter that school anymore.

Checked MDIS out fer their courses on Information Technology. I'm so thankful that they not only accepted my grades but also allowed a partial exemption fer their diploma level. So, the situation now goes like this: 4 modules to pass get a diploma certificate, they may not all be in the same semester so it'll probably take a good 8 months, give or take, have yet to receive my time-table... It's asking fer too much fer another exemption from the advanced level, even with my result slips, seeing how that phase will be controlled strictly by the university but I'm not counting on the odds. Besides, it'll be better off to mix around a little with the class. I dislike being the lone wolf of the room. Back to the books on April 28th. I can't wait. It's like I got more than I bargained fer, in an awesome way.

Onto the sidelines with a review fer the movie of the same title as this post. Once again, I need to complain about the general population of cinema-goers. What in the friggin' world is wrong with you people? What's so funny? Here's a little background: the film takes place in Spain where world leaders are gathering fer a global agreement on acting against terrorism. The American President is then shot when he steps up to the microphone on the podium. The scenes then go as such that they play sides of the story from 8 different individuals' points of view, each ending with a minor cliffhanger before all have been shown and thus revealing the person behind this crime. So everytime a person's role has ended, the scene rewinds to 12pm, 10 minutes before the assassination. Some irritants in the theatre chuckle during these intermission. I dunno why. They make the rowdy lower secondary school kids on the excursion to Jumper look reasonable due to their cheeky youth. A cinema is a public place, stupid crows. If you intend on laughing at a non-comedy, I suggest the DVD shop or wait till it premiers on Channel 5.

Phew. Okay. So anyone who'd caught the flick will instantly notice that any show with Matthew Fox in it comes with major plot-twists, overwhelming cliffhangers and booming sound effects accompanied with simple transitions. And also curse him fer confusing us in one more production other than Lost, although he didn't direct them both.

PS: Down with what I assume is stomach flu, can't digest anything. All just comes straight out after a nap. Not feeling so good... I'll probably go see a doctor tomorrow if I don't get better. Gonna sleep in today.

out of batteries

Boys' day out.

Comparing our status to the last time the 4 of us went out together, I suppose you can say we're all slightly more awesome and less forlorn now. Boon, our fellow neighbourhood blur cock, is up and about, enjoying his stay-out military life and enrolling into learning leisure skills like dancing. Khairul, the God of Latecomers, was awarded Best Commander in Pulau Tekong. EngChye finally sick of clubbing, is finally having a fine balance between a good love life and the pay of a platoon sergeant. And I, finally have a girlfriend. All you bitches who thought I was gay, go fuck yerselves. No, I'm kidding. I accept apologies in physical form. =P

We went to watch Rule #1 as the double As were temporarily out of the picture. One is on a trip to Malaysia while the other was working. They don't fancy horror flicks, anyway, so no harm done... Should've recorded our faces throughout the movie. What a stressful film to spectate. The suspense was unbearable, some parts laughable though. I'm not gonna spoil it fer the rest with a proper review.

Not much was accomplished. There was a bit of pool here and there, plus some fighting games here and there as well. My skillz-dat-killz have deproved quite a bit. I suppose getting my geek level decreased must mean I've actually got a life now. Or a distracting fringe. Hehe.



The short but sweet outing ended with us splitting ways with secret handshakes. I took the train down to Kembangan where I walked through the park connector to get to my grandma's. Played around with my mother's laptop fer a bit while waiting fer them to finish their game of mahjong. My eyes were very dry by the time I got into my room. Not sure if it was the light playing tricks on me but I sure freaked out when I looked into the mirror. My eyes were ultra-reflective and it almost looked like I was displaying symptoms of heterochromia. Starting to get really conscious about my irises. I hope it's not due to wearing contacts fer long hours or staying up late on the computer.

PS: EngChye and I tried to walk to Marina Square from The Concourse today after seeing Alyssa's bus off from Golden Mile. What a mistake, especially in this weather but it could also be taken into account that we were partially disorientated. =P

not getting lazy

Was late again today. Met up with tangyuan-cheeks fer a bite at PictureHouse's Ben & Jerry's. It was then did it occur to me that 3 Leaf Clovers play there every Thursday. They're a band of my senior Patricians and I suppose most of you have not heard of them before as they have only recently released their extended play. Since it's my SECOND time having icecream at BJ's(yes, I love calling it that), decided on getting a sundae special. Initially had my mind on the banana split but the weird eyelined female cashier said that they were outta bananas so I had to get a waffle cone. Weird eyelined female cashier. She's not weird or anything but her eyelines were...


Whaaat~

Took the purple line down to Chinatown. We started with People's Park Complex. Not many things of our interest and I wasn't really keen of the smell of ointments. Plus the awkward feeling that everyone was staring at us surfaced when we realized that we were the odd ones out, being neither aged nor foreign. However, the ground floor was at least attractive with the overwhelming aroma of packeted durians. Avid durian lovers here. Pity we didn't get to sit down to savour the king of fruits. Were about to turn into OG when a crowd caught our attention. Can you guess what's selling?



..........

It's super glue!


I look so empty-handed.

A minute's thought and we agreed to the idea of turning back. The heritage center looked interesting but the entry fee didn't look worth it. They're all vampires preying on white man's blood. Since admission to the souvenir store was free, duh, had a look around at ceramic samsui women figurines, resin preserved orchids, chinese character t-shirts and even rediscovered old-school toys.

5 stones, bubble balls, paper flowers, etc.

Headed towards Ann Siang Hill, past the Hindu temple, to look at various forms of merchandise. Boots and cameras are all I can think of right now. Guess we're not exactly the customers these shops are looking fer. Assuming that fact, we just played around in the various modern shophouses.

After a couple more poses in a couple more shops, the sky soon turned dark and this boy soon turned hungry. I feel like I've been selling myself out recently with the addition of photo presentations on my blog. Screw it, a picture beats even the best description.

Dinner. Was. Expensive.

PS: There was also an exceptionally large, overflowing coconut. And I collected a buncha cool-looking postcards.

missed out on maple

There are times when people look back on their lives and go, "what if"?

What if I was a little more hardworking back then? What if I didn't try so hard to make friends? What if I had something working fer me?

I've been checkin' out new institutes willing to accept my horrible academics and they sure need a large sum. Why a change, you ask? This current school of mine has been surfacing with problems too big to solve and I'm just afraid I wouldn't make it in time to qualify fer a degree. Maybe I should talk to Sameer and see how he's doing there so far. It's good to have friends at places, it makes it so much easier to pull through that way. And Big Sam is a good guy. =)

Subsequent to my interview at SIM, made my way down to town with my head low just to get away. Waited at the MDIS lobby fer Amanda's class to end and read up on pamphlets to diplomas I might consider. Chan walked out to pull me into the room, I'm glad I'm much stronger than her. Muahahahaha~ Don't really care if anyone else in yer module is doing it, it just means their disgusting students that have no respect fer the teacher. It may also mean that the teacher has lost all self-respect with batches of brats coming in like that but hey, in a private school like this, it's mostly about the money.

Back to PictureHouse to get the items on my wishlist. Yay. Following that, it was time fer Gelaré and as most fans would know, Tuesday's fer waffles at half price. I wasn't really up fer waffles then so I got myself a honey-baked ham wholemeal sandwich which I regretted. T_T Should have gotten the waffles. And I'm starting to get annoyed about that thought because I've already typed "waffles" 4 times, inclusive of the one in this sentence...

Ditched (one of) the "princess(es)" of Cambodia with Joel and Sebastian and made haste to the counters to get an early movie timeslot. Horton Hears A Who was such a fun movie. It's something sort of light-hearted compared to the emotional or monster-ish shows that have been released this year. As expected when you've got Jim Carrey and Steve Carrell as the leading voice actors. Jesse McCartney also contributes as the voice of Jojo. No wonder I had the feeling I'd heard that voice somewhere before. Yes... I DO listen to Jesse McCartney. Bugger off.

Off to Heeren's we marched to browse at NUM apparel. Didn't see anything I liked(Hello Kitty/My Little Pony/Sesame Street/Flintstones/Tinkerbell) but I had to get a new membership from them. The next membership card I had to have replaced was that of Kinokuniya which was kinda convenient as they do it on the spot so I could show off it's shiny newness at the counter when buying the Japanese-English-Japanese dictionary.


Not posing, I swear I'm reading the menu of the opposite stall.

Dinner was at Cuppage Plaza in a food outlet located at the ground floor called Ohsho. The Shoyu Yaki Soba was that which I tried. It's not bad at all, if you love preserved radishes in fried noodles. Also, they serve awesome fried rice. It's Japanese rice.

stoopid buth

Just like the song goes, Sunday morning, rain was falling but we laid around in bed till I could no longer stand my unbrushed teeth. Had a sudden yearning fer Tori Q and the nearest branch was at Tampines Mall and there we were, arriving by train. I'd wish fer sunshine everyday but I'd like to do without the humidity, it gets more untolerable by the second outdoors. Tori Q had always been a takeaway meal fer me but it's recently that I start utilizing the tables they set up behind their stall. Second half of lunch involved SweetTalk. And do I dare admit that I was wrong to declare that drinking pearl tea without pearls was not strange at all when it was downright nothing lesser than strange. And I'm also damn certain that a lot of you will keep reading the previous sentence fer yer slow brain to digest.

A slow walk back to Simei where I dropped LoveBolster Version 1.6 back at her door. I'm so gonna get into shit fer typing that out but I couldn't resist(still laughing). At least I can save a little piece of my ass by explaining that the 'version' is just a random number. ;P

Dinner was at The Cathay PictureHouse as it was Aunt Irene's birthday. We all arrived a bit early so I loitered along the floors of the building to explore the shops. Metallurgy. 2 designs of ear jewellery that I want to get. Now I just need to come back another day fer purchase so it won't seem that I'm doing it on impulse.

Unfortunately, there wasn't a cake but the restaurant was nice enough to serve a cheesecake on the house. Just another rich family dinner with questions shooting at my brother about the military as I sit quietly next to him playing Bomberman Land Touch and answer unanswerable enquiries.


First dish, pumpkin pie(asian style). Dessert, tangyuan. My mouth was too fast fer the camera so it's a pity you won't be able to feast yer eyes on the rest of the courses.

Eugene, get well soon. Not the idiot, Boon. I'm talking about my cousin this time.

Today wasn't much of an adventure. Rose from bed at noon, big surprise. It was getting kinda late so had to switch card reapplication plans with the new house plans. Chilled with the mother at the new and empty apartment and met up with a contractor and technician(two different people). After that, we headed down to the management office to get some decals fer the car. Bumped into our real estate agent by the pool. I don't really remember her name since I wasn't exactly involved in the buying of our new place but is it wrong to notice that she looks presentably yummy. Okay. Stray thought. Sorry babe but this IS a blog. Hahaha~

Next scene. I swear the ICA is a major bitch. As in, the entire association. I do not have anything to back my comment but you can't expect me to stay content with such a horrible picture. It's like some unspoken rule among the staff to make all citizens look like crap in their identification cards. Bad contrast. At least it'll be in black and white. Sigh~

white ox

So on Friday, YiQiang was off from his shift and reading a book at Bugis early in the morning. Decided that when my mother was done with her errands, I'd split ways to look fer him as I needed a guide on looking fer an affordable acoustic guitar. And the fact that I offered my company since reading a book at Bugis early in the morning was rather sad. We met at City Hall and walked over to Peninsula Plaza, which was the most recommended place among the opinions of my string-playing friends. It was a rather embarrassing expedition as I could hardly pull off a chord and YQ was too used to his bass skills. At least we were able to figure out the price range and I learnt a few things about handling... We were done looking after the last shop at The Esplanade. After lunch at Marina Square's foodcourt, headed to Bedok to pick YQ's guitar up and then to my place fer a test recording session with Adobe Audition. What a useful application. Thank you fer opening my eyes. =D I'm so suaku.

Played around with the numerous microphones and earpieces on my table, former to getting ready to meet my also-in-purple-other. We had dinner at Sakae Sushi in the airport. Ate a load of seaweed-wrapped rice with awesome toppings even though there wasn't a buffet(BOYCOTT THEIR CHAWANMUSHI!!!) and caught the view of aeroplanes by the departure hall. I really don't get the idea of going all the way to the airport to look at planes. Personally, I find it rather depressing. It's the Departure Hall. People are leaving the country, be it on holiday, business or migration. Temporarily or permanently, they're leaving home nonetheless. I just happen to think about the family members of the flight passengers and how they will miss each other, regardless the duration. Maybe I'm just emotional, maybe I'm just patriotic.


So full...

Saturday was the day of the week I was waiting fer... My brother officially became an officer. Mommy nagged me out fer early lunch with the aunts and my grandma so I had to dress formally from midday, see Amanda home(hope no more random wolf whistles under the void deck in the middle of the day) and consume lunch at Bedok Reservoir due to lack of time. And the Indian Muslim stall was not selling thosai and murtabak till 4 so I had to direct my cravings to duck noodles and popiah.

Back in good old Jurong, I was. Entered the beautiful yet intense SAFTI-MI to witness my little brother's parade. A handful of you probably know the typical drill already so I won't prolong my post with meaningless descriptions. However, oh my goodness it was tremendously touching. Was trying to hold back my tears. I wished Daddy was there to see it.



It ended with proud parents and hot sisters leaving the institute and I was still feeling kinda hungry because I was trying to be polite at the table. Got home to change into something more comfortable before meeting up with the girlfriend(I've been single fer way too long, gotta get used to saying this) again fer supper. My initial plan was to have something to satisfy my hunger fer the afternoon's disappointment, had western instead. I couldn't resist Spize's mushroom garlic steak like I couldn't resist Burger King's Mushroom Swiss any day.

So tired now, can't even stay up to finish watching Meet The Robinson's. It's been a good few days though. Aside from the weather, of course.

PS: I know I didn't write anything about February the 29th and yes, it's the official first day of my pioneer(is that even the word that I'm looking fer?) relationship. However, I just thought it'd be more appropriate and meaningful to express all of these feelings in real life. But hey, if you're looking forward to read a journal, we pretty much just went to catch The Leap Years, eat Carl's Jr. plus a little bit of Kenny Roger's and chilled at our secret spot.

domo arigato mina-san

I'd like to thank all the individuals who congratulated me on being a year more mature. I do not care if you heard about my birthday from some other friend next to you who was on the phone sending their wishes or you got notified by Friendster or FaceBook. Fact to the matter is that you bothered shaking my hand or use yer cell. Every one of you is reason enough to make me feel like a somebody in this world.

Not much of a celebration today with the apathy. However, I'm pretty content to end the day with Dragon Ash in this wet weather.

PS: Language class was a little weird on the dialogue today. Random sentences built like, "eating a fish on the escalator" and "reading a magazine on top of the mountain". Intermediate level starts on April Fool's. Fer real.

the night before my 22nd

I know it's past midnight and it's already the 11th but technically I'm still a year younger due to the fact that my birth time is 1600HRS on the dot. Sweet, huh.

Got a nag from my mother fer being such a bum. When I'm at home, I'm either asleep or cooped up in my room. Otherwise, I'm playing around outdoors. Pending fer a change in lifestyle.

So it's raining on the summer season(then again, Singapore's got summer season all year round, besides shopping and monsoon). Managed to beat the wetness with my flimsy black Snoopy umbrella, the shoes fell casualty to the storm though. Bought an ultra-ugly EZ Link Card from the control station before heading down to Dhoby Ghaut where I met up with Miss I-Speak-French and Miss I-Speak-Jap at the PS food court. The former lass left and then there were two. We had dinner at The Manhattan Fishhouse after browsing some excessively large handphone chains at Comics Connection. Gotta love the Barramundi fish.

Checked out some of the shiny stuff on the SK collection while making our way out of the building. Sorry, babe, but I'm a little low on the moolah these days so it'll have to wait. =( T'was still too early to head home so we bought tickets to August Rush at CineLeisure and waited out the time by munching on no-nut chocolate chips from Famous Amos(which will be enough fer the month), browsing an immensely large section fer Sanrio Toys at Takashimaya's departmental store, enquiring on my re-application of Kinokuniya's membership and receiving birthday boxers from Zara. Boy, what a moving flick. It's got the right amount of 'arty farty' mixed with 'inspirational displays of willpower'. Dunno why exactly but it gives off a similar vibe to that of Cashback. Definitely worth missing the last train fer.

pictorial

Caught 10,000BC yesterday with EngChye and The-One-Who-Loves-Hello-Kitty-More-Than-Me at Plaza Singapura's GV. We were running late and had to catch a cab down to town. Thankfully, one appeared just as we stepped up to the road. Like magic~ And took a series of photos in the taxi while we were stuck in a minor traffic hold-up due to two simultaneous car accidents involving a motorcycle and an automobile sandwich. I'm not gonna upload ALL of them since I almost looked like a goat that late afternoon.



Alyssa joined the party when we met up with her at Marina Square. The four of us had Thai Express fer dinner. And again, took a series of photos, this time with her new camera. Also not gonna upload ALL of them since it's in higher resolution.



Also, I will never look at chendol the same way again after posing fer a gay picture of me feeding The Man with my spoon and he suddenly burst out laughing, spraying frozen coconut milk all over my left hand.



The later part of the night had less embarrassing moments fer memories. Had my first serving from Ben & Jerry's! I know, it's like I've been a hermit. -_-" It was a mix and match biscuit bowl containing 3 different flavours of ice-cream with hot fudge and colourful sugar toppings.



This morning, we went to the temple to pray fer Daddy. Early on a Sunday and there are already so many inconsiderate people around and about. There was this rather large family mourning and hogged the entire shelter fer burning incense, leaving my bro and I to get a tan from the flames. Enough on the bitching. Lunch was next and we were going to Shaw Centre(has numerous cool bistros and a cheap cinema but a bit outta the way) to have some seafood. It was only then did I find out that it was my lunar birthday so I received an extra angbao plus a shopping session at LV where I was bought a wallet. ^_^




Nothin' much happened following that... Was helluva lethargic so I slept in the car ride back to Simei. Had a haircut, as many people insisted. Gonna send my brother back to camp soon, guess I'm gonna have an early night today. -yaaawn-

it didn't come in red

Went to the annual IT fair yesterday, held at Suntec City. Went with Mommy and some aunts. Apparently, almost the whole of the City Hall area. Managed to talk the guard into letting us park at Ritz Carlton with the "oh we're here fer tea" alibi. Pit-stopped by the loo. Hotel restrooms are so awesome.



Oh my goodness, I tell you. Look at the crowd, friggin' ridiculous amount of people. Didn't have the mood to stay around eyeing stuff I was half-intrigued in so I just grabbed the 320gb WD Passport external drive and left the human jam fer oxygen. Damn showgirls weren't even sweet enough fer visuals. Plus, the PS3 stall was pathetic. There was no point hyperventilating over nothing...



Met up with [pet name here] when I was done mentally swearing at the crowd. Loitered a little and her make-up friend, Ken, joined us. I'll add him to my "good guy list". Had dinner at QiJi when Subway failed to estimate their supplies fer bread. This isn't any better than the time Carl's Jr. ran out of beef. At least I had been opened up to some really nice nasi lemak and kueh pie teeh.

Going to catch a movie is considerably our number one time-killer now, so Water Horse, it was. The show wasn't at all a bad take on the existence of the Loch Ness Monster. Although in my opinion, I think it's more of a rare asexual plesiosaur than a mystical, mythical, magical beast. Few things you'd need to know about this film are that the thing grows fast than Mario on mushrooms and makes the British army look stupid. There aren't any Disney themes to this as well. I know it's not produced by Disney but you know what I mean.

Bah, gotta settle some stuff of my own. It's quite bothersome, knowing that my current school's administration is pretty problematic(say that 5 times fast). Thoughts of switching to SIM are in progress, more news on that in later posts. Finally, got my new ATM card. As usual, the bank had a damn long and slow queue, with a powerful air-conditioner to torture.

Gotta get ready fer my aunt's birthday dinner now. Ja~

PS: I know some readers are keen on the idea of me logging my first V-date so I've decided to finish and backdate it. As some of you have come to know, I did complete the post the day after but due to some unforeseen accident, the entire thing vanished and I did not come to have the time or mood to redo it until now.

how it's hangin'

The second last lesson fer the Japanese Basic Course has ended. Not really looking forward fer this term to end, not that I'm gonna miss most of the peeps from the class or what but more on the fact that I've yet to master my hiragana! Let alone my katakana! Homework helped a little. I guess I'll pick one of these days to read the character charts out loud. I'm starting to speak like Ryuusuke from Beck, the anime/manga. I'm so gonna lag behind if they discard the use of romaji in the intermediate level.

So I failed XML. Again. Gotta sign up fer a re-unit by the end of this week and push my ass up fer a pass by mid-year. Fuckin' troublesome shit module. -_-"

Nothing much in the social life. Reviewing movies and promenading hand in hand to the corners of our flowery yet concrete island with the kanojo(wow, I can say that now), the weekly manga/webcomic reads, downloading loads of music(oops, let that one slip), etc. I now have 30 albums and counting in my D Drive, waiting to be uploaded into my iTunes library and then into my iPod. However, after accumulating such an absurdly large amount of songs, I look at the folder and turn slothful. Here's a professor in Procrastination 101. =)

Other than that, I'm currently recuperating from the loss of my wallet, obviously among bigger things. Sigh~ Gonna get another ATM card from the bank by this Friday to make things more convenient. Maybe this is a chance to get an original LV. Birthday's exactly 7 days from now, don't feel it coming though. 2008 sometimes feels like such an impassive leap year...

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PS: February is over. I've been looking fer a word suited fer the month while starting with the same letter. And the only word I could think of was "film". Fer those who know, it has been a pretty dramatic movie I've been living fer over the past 29 days, give or take. I don't wanna be one to spread the sorrow by brooding so I'll just give my thanks to all those who've been there and apologize to whoever noticed I was missing in action. Now that March is here, I've got to try pick up the pace...

P.S. I Love You ♥

What a sweet flick. Although many guys would prefer to catch Jumper any other day, the one true fact that will trigger the many males of this world to look the other way fer this romantic film is Gerard Butler. Here's a little trivia fer you aliens who haven't got the slightest idea who he is, he's the infamous guy who portrayed King Leonidas in the manly movie, 300. I was pretty much itching with curiosity to witness the major difference between this role and the last. Definitely a tearjerker, this one. Be strong, my Pisceans.



Flushed with discomposure while I was on the train. All dressed up in a khaki Burberry shirt and Topman button-fly navy denims, accompanied with my ugly but trusty green sling bag and my squeaky orange-striped Adidas sneakers. Checked my hair in the clear reflection of the glass upon entering the tunnels while carefully handling my petite bunch of champagne(it's not even a colour, stupid florist) roses. Here it is, my first Valentine's. AND I WAS LATE. Glanced around to keep my mind off the self-consciousness. Why am I the only bloke in the coach with plants in his hand? Started to wonder if flower offerings were supposed to be done the day before or during the date proposal. Am such a noob.



My chill pill came in a form of a little gothic girl standing beside me with a huge pair of shades hugging her face to hide that obvious mole(whaaaat~). Apparently, she was dolled to head downtown to purchase a bouquet fer her mother or so I'd heard. She, certainly, was not aware that her loud voice was giving her status away. Telling every boy in her phone book that she was on the way to Orchard ALONE, hinting fer some company. If I had a measure fer her insecurity, it would be... I dunno. I said 'if', didn't I? =P

So I dropped off at the Dhoby Ghaut station, see. Anxiously walking up to Plaza Singapura to await my cat-maid cum date, whom arrived after a few minutes in pretty purple boots. A peck on the cheek and I handed her the roses. Before long, we stepped into Mos Burger fer a rather late lunch. Had the Yakiniku Burger, which I will never order again since it's Yoshinoya in yer palm, and my all-time fave, Spicy Chilli Dog, which had initially been confused with their non-spicy version. Staff were so lazy as to just top the jalapeños instead of cooking me a new one. Not really complaining though, got extra onions in the mix-up. Heh. And this was when she concluded the meal with a gift! -twink- A cute little packet of Japanese sweets. ^_^



After I was done shining in delight, we strolled to our next stop, Heeren. At this point, I practically had no idea what we were doing and started aimlessly loitering around the building. Browsed the contents of new CDs from HMV to make up my mind on whether they were worth downloading, looked at some shoes, etc. Ended up at the Print Club where we posed fer spontaneously spontaneous pictures. >.<




Time passed at a so-so speed and we followed by doing randomly silly stuff like exploring recently renovated areas of town, including the underpass to Orchard MRT which had pretty lights to advertise the up and coming Ion building. Was early evening by the time we arrived at Wheelock. Since the clock had yet to strike 6 when we stood in front of Fish&Co., thought it was still kinda early fer dinner so we combed the displays of the toy store opposite and played with perverted teddy bears, vibrating rats and compromising dolls as we waited fer the minutes to pass. I would have preferred the usual Seafood Platter For 2 compared to the V-Day special version but it's not something to get annoyed about. The ambience was the right amount of cozy, with couples at every candlelit table to build up the atmosphere. It was here where she handed me another gift! -twink- A box of german chocolates. ^_^ Certainly outshined the set that the restaurant had provided with the special.





They were giving away red balloons fer the day but getting the pink one fer a souvenir as well didn't sound like a bad idea. However, they only had all of that colour taped on the menu stands. Let's just say I made the service charge worth paying by having them let me walk out of the restaurant with both tones. Was very well assuming that nobody in this dimension would fight over an inflatable piece of rubber. And don't gimme that shit about principle, making a girl happy sorta overwrites almost every other law in my book. Wah, now I sound like some hero. Subsequently, both of us took the train back to Simei to drop our stuff off. It was here I received another gift again! -twink- A solar-powered lucky cat. ^_^



Tampines Mall was kinda crowded, in a way that the entire building's capacity fer people were squeezing at the counter lines to queue up fer popcorn, drinks and seats. When the show was done, the last train and bus had left so we decided to grab supper at Mac's, then stroll along the highway, back to our peaceful neighbourhood(starting to sound like some English composition -_-"). Cutting through the void decks, we soon arrived at 7-11 and bought a coupla drinks prior to stopping by our secret spot fer a sparkler session to top off the date.

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That's just great. No bookings or reservations allowed anywhere fer tomorrow.

PS: Discovery Channel told me to keep myself available fer the coming Saturday. So now I look like I can act in a documentary. Maybe it's one of those re-enactments where "some poor guy" gets bitten by a rattlesnake.

brb

First off: Wishing all of you a merry festive season fer the coming days.

Bah, life really is a joke. Such a tease, this thing. What is wrong with you? Giving me the best and worst of events that could possibly happen... Don't feel like typing anymore, I probably won't be updating the blog fer the next coupla days.

Gong Xi Fa Cai.

PS: Whatever.

yawn

January felt really long. I thought it would've been March by now. But there's still Lunar New Year, Valentine's Day, Alyssa's birthday and my new house, etc. Boy, the weather's really been at it's extremes these days, based on equatorial standards. Bah, enough on that. You guys just wanna know WHAAAAAAT IIIIIIIII'VE DOOOOOOOOONE and the upcoming news on my life.

.....

I think.

Sweeney Todd comes in 3 major colors. Black, white and "blood" red. The intro credits were brought in by F&N Cherryade or so it seemed. I know it's difficult to imitate properties of actual blood but with today's special effects, you can do anything, can you? On with the story, I thought it had a pretty proper script, simple yet dark. And Johnny Depp has established his crazy role-playing image, if he had not already done so.

Fer the past week, I've been combing almost everywhere along Orchard fer a nice pair of shoes. Leftfoot had this nice pair with velcro straps but I didn't like the color. Nike and Adidas were out of the question, I mean, I already have a pair each, so why bother? A pair off-white limited edition Converse sneakers called out to me like the Levi's jeans did. However, the Heeren branch did not have one of my size, they called the Bugis side and it was in vain as well. I guess I'll have to drop by Tampines before class on Tuesday.

I think it's time to stay home with the family fer a while. Bro's flying back from Thailand tonight.

PS: Thanks, Serene, fer the Beatboxing Championship tickets. The show at Max Pavilion was rather refreshing, until the fans of Superband Mi Lu Bing, Superstar Daren Tan, and 5566 made they're sudden infestation. Yes, infestation.

fillers

Viral video overload! Remember, you saw it all here first.

hit & run

Ho. Ly. Shit.

Saw Amanda home before me. She messaged in an attempt to scare me, in provision of the freaky neighbourhood. Was about to retort with a smart reply when it happened. I couldn't really differentiate the sound of it, being more of a snap or burst. Man, stepped on a snail, I thought. ARRRRRGH! It was a friggin' lizard when I turned to look. ARRRRRGH! It wasn't like I stepped on its tail. I think it was the hip area since I saw it struggling with massive vibrations. There wasn't any blood but the eyes were surely bulging. Damn, the image is still stuck in my head. ARRRRRGH! I was pretty freaked out and there was no way I think I could've helped but brisk away. Ewww to the max. I'm sorry, Mr. Cicak. AND NO! I did not take a picture of the lizard. This isn't like yesterday's episode with the bitch mosquito. First of all, I'm sure many of you have heard of this rumoured principle of humankind, which is to rip and slaughter any beast that does Man harm. I'm a strong believer of that code. Mr. Cicak was not being malevolent. And secondly, I'm certain that most people wouldn't feel as digusted to a mollusc or something with an exoskeleton being crushed as a creature of the vertebrae family. Under the heel, guys. That means maximum body weight. Ouuuuch~ T_T

Okay. Cool down. Phew...

Park Mall again today. Daddy's immune system's really really bad. Took a breather in the rest room before heading down to meet Rekoda-chan. Realised I had forgotten my wallet. OF ALL THE DAYS, RIGHT? Borrowed(I think) some money from Mommy and my aunt. Far East's Leftfoot outlets didn't have anything of my taste. Got something from a tee shirt shop called Groove Designs instead, where this weird salesman kept calling me his "brother". I have one brother, and he's an officer cadet having a field exercise in Thailand this week. Anyway, it was this top I decided to choose from a few. Some cute and cheerfully pink one(ooooookay~) with a periodic table print on it. It's not exactly a periodic table, once you take a closer look at the "elements".

Dinner was at Yoshinoya at Takashimaya's basement. Don't order the potato mix if ya ain't got a black hole in yer stomach. And I don't have one, fer real. Can already feel the fats storing up. Haven't been following my routine this coupla days. =P Next stop was to Kinokuniya to look fer a user-friendly Jap-Eng dictionary. Sat by the aisle to look up and play with a few words, prior to viewing the comics section. Time flew and Stadium closed, so did many other boutiques. Guess I'll try Converse next. I suppose Friday will be good.

Along the road, we spontaneously popped into one of the Singapore Visitors' Centre to pick up numerous brochures on local places of interest. Seemed like a pretty intriguing idea, still is. ^_^

PS: Only assuming our tailed acquaintance was male. Whatever it was. It now WAS.

alien vs pidgeon

Fuckin' humid, eh???

Cut my hair in the late afternoon. Short discussion with the stylist on what to do with my hairstyle. Riiight~

4th Japanese lesson this evening. Sensei doesn't use ticks, she circles correct answers. I've gotta get used to her style.

First mosquito in years to suck my blood. Absolutely GORGEOUS! And dead. She deserves a picture.


Here lies the pest on my light bulb box. Which reminds me, gotta get the ladder and fit that empty socket in the ceiling soon...

That is all. What else can happen after a night of crazy webcamming? Heh. =P

PS: To all the lovely people who vaguely remember something before the New Year about me ranting over the news on an asteroid flying past Earth in the month of January, here's the update.

cold butt

The rest day is over. Helped Daddy to Park Mall fer another acutherapy session. At least he can walk now. Sigh.

He always feels better after appointments so I left everything to my mom and uncle. Walked over to Plaza Singapura to try my luck. Browsed the shelves of Esprit and managed to snag a bright red polo and some striped hooded cardigan/jacket thingy. Cost me $99.90 and the cashier told me I was short 30 cents to become a member fer free. Great. Just snagged a pair of socks to go along and paid. Dropped my NETS card on the way out, gratitude to the honest assistant.

Marks & Spencer wasn't even on my list, People Of Asia has been noted and the shops at PictureHouse weren't really worth it. Usual shortcut to Bugis where I past the temple to read horoscope predictions fer a bit. Met up with Amanda to do me summore riffling on apparel. The tee shop I eyed a while back was a tease, didn't get anything there as well. Formerly Seiyu, walked through BHG fer the sake of it and tried on some pairs. They had a nice fitting room. Just as I was about to give up, a pair hanging on the middle shelf with studded back-pockets called out to me. No, it wasn't impulse. At least I've got a set fer my first day of the Lunar Mouse.

Will carry on this "expedition" on Wednesday.

PS: Gone through this more than once but I'll say it again. I'm not unfilial. Just need some time off.