This will be a continual saga broken into a few parts. In which spotlights my installments from my entire years of education!
Oki, mind your saliva and popping-out eyes. I thought, why not having it constructed in a different style. Firstly, since it'd be pretty boring to have it in long essay format like previous'. Secondly, it's another way for my creativity to come into play in here. In view of this point, it's argued we have seen this in magazines and media. Well... the story bears 100% originality as it's about me ley. Hehe.
Episode 1:
That's a very interesting way of expressing in your introduction. So Jason, perhaps tell us when would you consider the start of your "education saga"?
To my impression, the idea of "10 years of education" would snap into the minds of majority people. Unfortunately, I guess what's worth mentioning will have to start from my Kindergarden. Which I felt is the start of the entire saga =)
*Laughter* Ok.. well, where did you received your nursary education then?
Well, to as far I as I recall, I was 4-5 years old when nursary education was enforceable. Surprising but it's true, I attended 2 different kindergarden.
Wuao.. two kindergardens? Now..why is that so?
The first one I went to was PAP's kindergarden. Bet alot fo us recognised the white, blue and red logo and it was always located on the first storey of housing blocks back then? Apparantly, I was pretty "sticky" to my family members, especially my ah-ma (Hokkien: Granny). I cried like hell when everytime I didn't see anyone familiar. Guess I cried to much before the adults had no choice but to let me rest a period to become more independent before transfering me to another Kindergarden at a nearby community centre.
So desuka. (Japanese: I see) I believe the next thing readers would wanna know is how or what was your official nursary education like. Maybe you'd like to tell us more about this..
ya..
I remember my nursary ed at the community centre was better. I was still constant reliant on the sight and accompany of my ah-ma. Unknowingly, perhaps I was tricked and eventually, I was able to survive the days I was in nursary school.
..What was the duration spent at the nursary CC everyday?
Hmmm... it's from noon till early evening. Like 12:00pm till 6:00pm..
Please continue.. Yes, do carry on..
Generally, everyday we go to school and learnt basics like reading from big charts with pictures, nursary rythms, writing, foundational mathematics, colouring, simplified art work and go for outdoor activities. Most of sure are ball games, puzzle, skipping and playing with hulla-hoop. Omg!
Oh! I remember there will be a tea-break. That's when we'll each expect a cup of hot milo. There's one unforgettable occassion when I had a friend, I think he's name was Mathew or Daniel. He was celebrating his birthday and party during our tea-break. I don't know why I suddenly thought and miss my ah-ma, I started crying and screaming "I want ah-ma.. I want ah-ma". Thinking back, I think it was embarassing because my outburst spoiled the poor guy's birthday since there were others who cried along. You know, kids! Oops.
Omg! Really?
Ya. *blushing*
*Laughter commotion*
Oki.. well, Boys are deemed "noti-boy".. Any instances of misbehaviour from your personal experience back then?
Ooh..yes. Pretty embarrassing! I remember there was one evening, I befriended these two boys who dared each other to draw on the plastic and metal school chairs with the crayons we got as a birthday party gift. Omg. In the end, the teacher caught us. We had our crayons confiscated and each had a ruler beating on our palms. Now that I remember, one of them was my supposedly good friend, Yuan Zhao. He wore spects and came from a family of gangsters.
Another was during K2 when me and this girl, Yao Yun, whom everybody teased was my girlfriend since we go together very well..
Sorry. But I can't help asking how did this special girl looked like?
Erm.. cute? big sparkling eyes? nah.. I can't remember.. but she was adorable nevertheless.
She used to live in the block just opposite mine.
*Grinning* ok.. you were saying?
*shy smiling* During one of our free play-time. The both of us used a string and tied it around another friend (the son of a warehouse shop). Perhaps we were re-enacting what we saw on the television drama most probably. The teacher warned us and notified our guardians. Haha.
That's pretty bad. Next, mind telling some interesting events which took place?
There's two worth mentioning about. One was I got enrolled into an art class. In which I mentioned in my previous blog. Ref: De one with Art.
Well well.. it seems like it's about time we wrap up for the day. Want to know what's another interesting event Jason took part? And more, what Jason does after kindergarden hours, before actually going home? Stay tune for the next installment...
Wednesday, January 10, 2007
Tuesday, January 09, 2007
De one with Cane
Day of raining
Alot of us will recall one of the most considerably feared object which is the cane. It seemed inseparable and integrated into our life, even as one ages. Unexplainably, the cane was often associated as a universal tool (especially in Asian countries) to enforce the consequence for having committed wrong. I remember being canned back when I was five years old for misbehaving. Besides, there are corporal punishment for adults who committed even more grave mistakes or civil wrongs like molesting.
I doubt it's possible for anyone to obliterate the unforgettable experience of the harsh and excruciating pain inflicted by this mean tool. Before even having mentioned about the beating, the tensed moment of waiting, and nerve-racking sound of the whipping cane as it "slices" the air before it actually lands on our body, are considerably disturbing! Omg! Ouch!!
Recalling my childhood days, only figured out after I've grown, why did my parents have to used the cane? Firstly, I used to think naively, that it's because canning was out of sadism. Unbelievably, it's truth for some unfortunate children. Secondly, as I've mentioned earlier, the thin stick is the idea tool for enforcing the dean consequences of having done wrong. Most importantly, I felt the cane was merely a representative of an adult's authority. It's similar to the sword of a Knight, the cross pendent of a Catholic, or even the pace-stick of a Warrant officer. It's so powerful for some obedient children, that it revokes any act of mischief.
For me? hmmm.. effective only a number of times. I used to get canned pretty often as much as I'd remembered. You must be wondering for what reasons. Well.. it's because I refused to do work when I'm told; misbehaved. My family mentioned that I only knew how to stand rooted to the spot and get canned without retaliating or escaping. There was one incident in particular that my mummy stripped me bare and canned me, pushed me out of the house because I refused to do my homework. The stripping part was because my mummy commanded to return everything which she paid for. Of course, she was under tonnes of anger and frustration back then.
The remedy? My doting granny or big-aunt will prevent what's more than necessary beating and sayang, wipe off my gallons of tears. Otherwise, I'll go to a little space beside my cupboard, hide my little head underneath the pillow casing and have a conference, mere silly "talk" with imaginative friends. Hehehe. Of course, I don't have mental disorder.
Then again, is it the post-canning sored marks? The tears? Or unrepairable emotional scars inflicted unto tender hearts? Or is it the realisation to repent? or worst, the feeling of hatre born from our rebellious nature?
Personally, I feel that it's undeniable that all of the above does come to play everytime we're canned. Perhaps younger, tears were not as significant since it will just flow profusely everytime we suffer. Not even those left-over marks bother as it might burn but gradually, it subsides. Geting used to it doesn't really have any lasting effect.
There were occassions whereby I did cursed and swear abit. (Oh, did I forget to mention I cursed and scold bad language when I was very young and everytime I'm furious about something? Oops). There were trances of hatre. However, it were mere childish thoughts for the moment which didn't last more than a day. Hehe.
And what about realisation to repent? Well.. here's the second part associated with the cane. Generally, I doubt some people will deny that the deemed outcome of canning was to cause the punishee (Jason language: Person receiving the punishment) to realise his/her mistakes and repent. Of course, not everyone does. Yet, it does remind me as I mature and deters me from committing the same mistakes again.
One illustrating example would be my Daddy's canning. When he got really angry, he will whack me anyhow, anywhere, as many times and as hard. It was really unbearably terror. Certainly, I've neer tried pissing him off again. Omg.
Do I like the cane? I hate it. I detest it extremely. Likewise for you I guess...
Alot of us will recall one of the most considerably feared object which is the cane. It seemed inseparable and integrated into our life, even as one ages. Unexplainably, the cane was often associated as a universal tool (especially in Asian countries) to enforce the consequence for having committed wrong. I remember being canned back when I was five years old for misbehaving. Besides, there are corporal punishment for adults who committed even more grave mistakes or civil wrongs like molesting.
I doubt it's possible for anyone to obliterate the unforgettable experience of the harsh and excruciating pain inflicted by this mean tool. Before even having mentioned about the beating, the tensed moment of waiting, and nerve-racking sound of the whipping cane as it "slices" the air before it actually lands on our body, are considerably disturbing! Omg! Ouch!!
Recalling my childhood days, only figured out after I've grown, why did my parents have to used the cane? Firstly, I used to think naively, that it's because canning was out of sadism. Unbelievably, it's truth for some unfortunate children. Secondly, as I've mentioned earlier, the thin stick is the idea tool for enforcing the dean consequences of having done wrong. Most importantly, I felt the cane was merely a representative of an adult's authority. It's similar to the sword of a Knight, the cross pendent of a Catholic, or even the pace-stick of a Warrant officer. It's so powerful for some obedient children, that it revokes any act of mischief.
For me? hmmm.. effective only a number of times. I used to get canned pretty often as much as I'd remembered. You must be wondering for what reasons. Well.. it's because I refused to do work when I'm told; misbehaved. My family mentioned that I only knew how to stand rooted to the spot and get canned without retaliating or escaping. There was one incident in particular that my mummy stripped me bare and canned me, pushed me out of the house because I refused to do my homework. The stripping part was because my mummy commanded to return everything which she paid for. Of course, she was under tonnes of anger and frustration back then.
The remedy? My doting granny or big-aunt will prevent what's more than necessary beating and sayang, wipe off my gallons of tears. Otherwise, I'll go to a little space beside my cupboard, hide my little head underneath the pillow casing and have a conference, mere silly "talk" with imaginative friends. Hehehe. Of course, I don't have mental disorder.
Then again, is it the post-canning sored marks? The tears? Or unrepairable emotional scars inflicted unto tender hearts? Or is it the realisation to repent? or worst, the feeling of hatre born from our rebellious nature?
Personally, I feel that it's undeniable that all of the above does come to play everytime we're canned. Perhaps younger, tears were not as significant since it will just flow profusely everytime we suffer. Not even those left-over marks bother as it might burn but gradually, it subsides. Geting used to it doesn't really have any lasting effect.
There were occassions whereby I did cursed and swear abit. (Oh, did I forget to mention I cursed and scold bad language when I was very young and everytime I'm furious about something? Oops). There were trances of hatre. However, it were mere childish thoughts for the moment which didn't last more than a day. Hehe.
And what about realisation to repent? Well.. here's the second part associated with the cane. Generally, I doubt some people will deny that the deemed outcome of canning was to cause the punishee (Jason language: Person receiving the punishment) to realise his/her mistakes and repent. Of course, not everyone does. Yet, it does remind me as I mature and deters me from committing the same mistakes again.
One illustrating example would be my Daddy's canning. When he got really angry, he will whack me anyhow, anywhere, as many times and as hard. It was really unbearably terror. Certainly, I've neer tried pissing him off again. Omg.
Do I like the cane? I hate it. I detest it extremely. Likewise for you I guess...
Monday, January 08, 2007
De one with 1st Day in Gakko
Sunny
How's it? Well, let's see..opening schedule for the next 14 days ain't very good. Out of two weeks, I'm expected to return to campus for 11 days. Omg.. pack! pack! pack!
To begin gakko, the very first lecture we expected was an impressioned to be dry one. Commercial Law. What to say... first of all, let's talk about our lecturer from RMIT, Melbourne. He started the lecture with his three rules. Firstly, he wants all our mobile phones to be switched off. Secondly, he expect us to keep total silence. "Able to hear a pin drop". Sighz. Thirdly, when he speaks, he doesn't want others to speak at the same time unless the need or discussion.
Well, not that I'm obessessed with him but I guess these are every educator's "golden rules". Except I didn't really agree to the very first rule. Turn off? Just put your mobile phone to silent mode can liao ma. Oops.. looks like the disobedient genes are itching again!!
Nevertheless, I was trying to get the best of the lecture. Australians have the habit to mumble, dampen their diction just when they didn't realise their unfamiliar slang was abit imcomprehendable. Ha! After which, I realised something about him. This lecturer was rather "guai lan" (Hokkien: Intolerably displeasing). He will just talk and stop like a jerky bus showing symptoms of breaking down. Well, he wasn't breaking down. However, it's his time-wasting way of enforcing his third rule of lecture. What's more? He will just sit and gradually, his positions got more restless. Omg.
In addition, the lecturer spent 2 hours on explaining how Singapore Laws were originated from the COMMON LAW. For a moment, I wondered if this was a history or law lecture. Perhaps it was required in the syllabus. However, I was eagerly yearning to be taught the Laws itself.
Well. I came out of the lecture room knowing nuts about what he was trying to teach. Thank goodness my strained ears did manage to get some things he spoke for notes taking. Unfortunately, the people around me were getting bored and causing certain undesirable disturbance. It was revealed (well, Qing did warn me earlier) that Accountancy students are to expect alot of law related modules in their course of study. No wonder, Law always comes with accounting.
After lecture, Zhen Ze had to rush for his tuition. So we got our Price and Market notes from the admin office and went off. Initially, I wanted to get my Law text for some diligence learning. Sigh. I made a trip near Popular and turned back since it was already sardined with students. Aww.. hardly know if there's gonna be any available after today.
I wasn't feeling well. since yesterday. Running nose and feverish feeling. It didn't occur to me until it was getting unbearable that I decided to visit the clinic on a Sunday when most of the clinics closed. I ended myself waiting for almost one hour plus before I actually managed to consult the doctor. Sigh. Alot of people asked me what did the doctor said. Weird. The doctor didn't mentioned much. The only thing he asked was whether I'd prefer to have non-drowsiness causing medicine. Of course!
Otherwise, he spent most of the time answering my questions. Ha! I asked how long it will take to recover. (Since I hate being in a sick-mode). And do you know that drinking plenty of water after you're sick doesn't really helps you recover earlier. Ha! According to the doctor, it's just the same as vitamins. It only helps prevent but not heal.. Hmm.. so next time, change your advice when you're telling your ill-ed friends and family members such myths!
:: Lastly, I wanna say a special thanks to someone who have been keeping me accompany and cheer me with all those sweet sms-es. I can't forget you mentioning your new year's resolution. Erm.. not expecting much. Hopefully... it will be a better year for the both of us.
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The blogger hereby declare that he is not responsible for any disorder, damage or equivalent for any juvenile who challenge their integrity and discipline.
Two months of holiday just passed like a big gale. With an unsual bit of anxious anticipation this year, it's first day back in gakko (Japanese: school) in the blink of an eye!This blog entry contains some coarse language. If you're under the age of 21 years old, please proceed back to the main page, unless under strict parental guidance or supervision.
The blogger hereby declare that he is not responsible for any disorder, damage or equivalent for any juvenile who challenge their integrity and discipline.
How's it? Well, let's see..opening schedule for the next 14 days ain't very good. Out of two weeks, I'm expected to return to campus for 11 days. Omg.. pack! pack! pack!
To begin gakko, the very first lecture we expected was an impressioned to be dry one. Commercial Law. What to say... first of all, let's talk about our lecturer from RMIT, Melbourne. He started the lecture with his three rules. Firstly, he wants all our mobile phones to be switched off. Secondly, he expect us to keep total silence. "Able to hear a pin drop". Sighz. Thirdly, when he speaks, he doesn't want others to speak at the same time unless the need or discussion.
Well, not that I'm obessessed with him but I guess these are every educator's "golden rules". Except I didn't really agree to the very first rule. Turn off? Just put your mobile phone to silent mode can liao ma. Oops.. looks like the disobedient genes are itching again!!
Nevertheless, I was trying to get the best of the lecture. Australians have the habit to mumble, dampen their diction just when they didn't realise their unfamiliar slang was abit imcomprehendable. Ha! After which, I realised something about him. This lecturer was rather "guai lan" (Hokkien: Intolerably displeasing). He will just talk and stop like a jerky bus showing symptoms of breaking down. Well, he wasn't breaking down. However, it's his time-wasting way of enforcing his third rule of lecture. What's more? He will just sit and gradually, his positions got more restless. Omg.
In addition, the lecturer spent 2 hours on explaining how Singapore Laws were originated from the COMMON LAW. For a moment, I wondered if this was a history or law lecture. Perhaps it was required in the syllabus. However, I was eagerly yearning to be taught the Laws itself.
Well. I came out of the lecture room knowing nuts about what he was trying to teach. Thank goodness my strained ears did manage to get some things he spoke for notes taking. Unfortunately, the people around me were getting bored and causing certain undesirable disturbance. It was revealed (well, Qing did warn me earlier) that Accountancy students are to expect alot of law related modules in their course of study. No wonder, Law always comes with accounting.
After lecture, Zhen Ze had to rush for his tuition. So we got our Price and Market notes from the admin office and went off. Initially, I wanted to get my Law text for some diligence learning. Sigh. I made a trip near Popular and turned back since it was already sardined with students. Aww.. hardly know if there's gonna be any available after today.
I wasn't feeling well. since yesterday. Running nose and feverish feeling. It didn't occur to me until it was getting unbearable that I decided to visit the clinic on a Sunday when most of the clinics closed. I ended myself waiting for almost one hour plus before I actually managed to consult the doctor. Sigh. Alot of people asked me what did the doctor said. Weird. The doctor didn't mentioned much. The only thing he asked was whether I'd prefer to have non-drowsiness causing medicine. Of course!
Otherwise, he spent most of the time answering my questions. Ha! I asked how long it will take to recover. (Since I hate being in a sick-mode). And do you know that drinking plenty of water after you're sick doesn't really helps you recover earlier. Ha! According to the doctor, it's just the same as vitamins. It only helps prevent but not heal.. Hmm.. so next time, change your advice when you're telling your ill-ed friends and family members such myths!
:: Lastly, I wanna say a special thanks to someone who have been keeping me accompany and cheer me with all those sweet sms-es. I can't forget you mentioning your new year's resolution. Erm.. not expecting much. Hopefully... it will be a better year for the both of us.
Monday, January 01, 2007
De one with Goodbye 2006
Cool and windy
What did you do for the last day of year 2006? Most probably staying at home and sleep it over like any other day. Some are crowding at Esplanade audiencing the spectacular fireworks display. While others are standing outside Vivocity where Mediacorp was holding a countdown party.
I bid goodbye to 2006 overnight at Jeffer's house. It was also a get-together for my bunk of specialists. Only Zhen Ze, Eric and Joshua couldn't make it. It was enjoyable though abit tiring because we were awake the entire night till morning. Without any sleep, we drank Volka Ruby Red (a generous sharing from our lao da, Jeffers) with green tea and coca cola. Had a couple packages of chips (contributed by Kenneth), played endless card games and had a great laugh over it.
We even met (Sgt) Eddy in the middle of the night since the guy was just living a few blocks away from Jeffer's place. We were honoured to be the first of Charlie Specialists ever to visit (Sgt) Eddy's new flat. It was big and spacious. Neatly and humbling decorated too.
I got to learn a new card game called "Bridge". It's kinda out dated game. But hey! It's complicated.. most of the time I was merely playing clueless of what was important to notice. Haha! =p
Well well... before it stuck 12 midnight, we didn't really do a countdown. Ha! Then all of us were busy entertaining ourselves with our sms-flooded cell phones until I voiced that it was past 12:02 am and everybody greeted Happy New Year to each other. Omg.
Hmmm... You must be wondering how was 2006? Ponder no more, here's a quick flashback!!
Jan - Feb : Overseas training in New Zealand. It was fun!
Mar : Dating with an undesirable partner
Apr : ORD!! Hooray, Civilian again!
May : Cleared all my driving theory with Chin Yu
June : Travel to Melbourne alone
July : Vacation at BKK, Starting of course at SIM and got attached
Aug : 21st Birthday!
Oct : Break up. First uni examinations! Did pretty well!
Nov : My first Job interview. Crazy about Bleach Anime!
Dec : Relatively fabulous Xmas and release of Jay Chou's 2nd movie!!
Ha! There you have it! Looks like it's really been an eventful year!! Though there have been setbacks. I made some proud achievements! With that, I bid Goodbye to year 2006. Take this opportunity to wish for a better 2007~*
What did you do for the last day of year 2006? Most probably staying at home and sleep it over like any other day. Some are crowding at Esplanade audiencing the spectacular fireworks display. While others are standing outside Vivocity where Mediacorp was holding a countdown party.
I bid goodbye to 2006 overnight at Jeffer's house. It was also a get-together for my bunk of specialists. Only Zhen Ze, Eric and Joshua couldn't make it. It was enjoyable though abit tiring because we were awake the entire night till morning. Without any sleep, we drank Volka Ruby Red (a generous sharing from our lao da, Jeffers) with green tea and coca cola. Had a couple packages of chips (contributed by Kenneth), played endless card games and had a great laugh over it.
We even met (Sgt) Eddy in the middle of the night since the guy was just living a few blocks away from Jeffer's place. We were honoured to be the first of Charlie Specialists ever to visit (Sgt) Eddy's new flat. It was big and spacious. Neatly and humbling decorated too.
I got to learn a new card game called "Bridge". It's kinda out dated game. But hey! It's complicated.. most of the time I was merely playing clueless of what was important to notice. Haha! =p
Well well... before it stuck 12 midnight, we didn't really do a countdown. Ha! Then all of us were busy entertaining ourselves with our sms-flooded cell phones until I voiced that it was past 12:02 am and everybody greeted Happy New Year to each other. Omg.
Hmmm... You must be wondering how was 2006? Ponder no more, here's a quick flashback!!
Jan - Feb : Overseas training in New Zealand. It was fun!
Mar : Dating with an undesirable partner
Apr : ORD!! Hooray, Civilian again!
May : Cleared all my driving theory with Chin Yu
June : Travel to Melbourne alone
July : Vacation at BKK, Starting of course at SIM and got attached
Aug : 21st Birthday!
Oct : Break up. First uni examinations! Did pretty well!
Nov : My first Job interview. Crazy about Bleach Anime!
Dec : Relatively fabulous Xmas and release of Jay Chou's 2nd movie!!
Ha! There you have it! Looks like it's really been an eventful year!! Though there have been setbacks. I made some proud achievements! With that, I bid Goodbye to year 2006. Take this opportunity to wish for a better 2007~*
Sunday, December 31, 2006
De one with Chocolates
Sunny..finally
Do you like chocolates? Bet alot of us do, especially majority of female population. Hey, not trying to be sexist here. However, I guess it's true? Because females tend to have sweet tooth? Hehe.
Personally, I don't really like chocolates ... now. However, such edible objects containing milk and cocoa, some costing hundreds in price, holds certain significance to me: Chocolates is a gift to express love. On the other hand, one of the perfect (for me, the CORE) medicine to cure Depression and heart-broken.
Set the ellaboration aside. Let's talk about how "ruthless" chocolate "ruled" a part of our childhood... hey..wait a minute, it's my blog! Oki, correction! My childhood!
To much as I recall, I think my first sensible taste of chocolate was Pokki biscuit. Don't really know what's the actual brand. But remember those red cylindrical packaging which you open the seal on top and you dip the long biscuit into this chocolate portion? It's every child's version of heavenly Fondue! I tell you.
Next is Nutela chocolate spread. Hah! Sounds familiar? Yes, it's simply irresitable to have it generously spread over bread. Plain bread just don't taste as unappealing anymore!
Of course, not forgetting the most prominent Ferrero Roche'. These nuts coated "luring" balls are delicious. It's even satisfyingly savouring when you bit into the crunchiness of the toffle inside before tasting yet another layer of rich aromatic chocolate. This long establish brand have never failed making your heart weak with yearning. Awww... Wait! Other mega old time favourites.. "Have a break.. have a KITKAT!" and "M&Ms: Melts in your mouth, not in your hand".
Others? Remember small players like Milo nuggets and Timeout.
As I've grown, perhaps it's due to me wanting to lose weight or the "healthy living" consciousness, my taste bud lost it's liking for chocolates. Fortunately, the "sweetness" of chocolate didn't ceased to exist. Adolescence revealed that chocolate wasn't only sweet-tasting in the mouth but effusive within the heart.
All thanks to the emergence of Merci chocolates, the advertisment and recognisable theme influenced the idea greatly, that chocolates is a way of saying Thank you. For me lah. Ever since, with the realisation that our pocket money is sufficient for the purchase of chocolates, chocolates became a symbol of gifts for feelings expression.
Well, what can I say, it never fails to melts the other party's heart and put a smile on faces. A box of chocolates from me became a gift of genuine love (loveship, kinship and friendship) ever since.
Like Romeo said "Love is tender sweet and a bitter choking gall". During the mid 1990s there was a research propagating that chocolates contained a substances that aids in lifting the moods of human beings. It didn't take me till early 2000's to justified this amazing yet relieving truth.
There's no other better self-help remedy than chocolates for someone who's heartbroken and feeling sad.
Wuao.. what a chocolatey blog! Before I leave, here's something I've remonified:
A chocolate a day keeps the sadness away.
Do you like chocolates? Bet alot of us do, especially majority of female population. Hey, not trying to be sexist here. However, I guess it's true? Because females tend to have sweet tooth? Hehe.
Personally, I don't really like chocolates ... now. However, such edible objects containing milk and cocoa, some costing hundreds in price, holds certain significance to me: Chocolates is a gift to express love. On the other hand, one of the perfect (for me, the CORE) medicine to cure Depression and heart-broken.
Set the ellaboration aside. Let's talk about how "ruthless" chocolate "ruled" a part of our childhood... hey..wait a minute, it's my blog! Oki, correction! My childhood!
To much as I recall, I think my first sensible taste of chocolate was Pokki biscuit. Don't really know what's the actual brand. But remember those red cylindrical packaging which you open the seal on top and you dip the long biscuit into this chocolate portion? It's every child's version of heavenly Fondue! I tell you.
Next is Nutela chocolate spread. Hah! Sounds familiar? Yes, it's simply irresitable to have it generously spread over bread. Plain bread just don't taste as unappealing anymore!
Of course, not forgetting the most prominent Ferrero Roche'. These nuts coated "luring" balls are delicious. It's even satisfyingly savouring when you bit into the crunchiness of the toffle inside before tasting yet another layer of rich aromatic chocolate. This long establish brand have never failed making your heart weak with yearning. Awww... Wait! Other mega old time favourites.. "Have a break.. have a KITKAT!" and "M&Ms: Melts in your mouth, not in your hand".
Others? Remember small players like Milo nuggets and Timeout.
As I've grown, perhaps it's due to me wanting to lose weight or the "healthy living" consciousness, my taste bud lost it's liking for chocolates. Fortunately, the "sweetness" of chocolate didn't ceased to exist. Adolescence revealed that chocolate wasn't only sweet-tasting in the mouth but effusive within the heart.
All thanks to the emergence of Merci chocolates, the advertisment and recognisable theme influenced the idea greatly, that chocolates is a way of saying Thank you. For me lah. Ever since, with the realisation that our pocket money is sufficient for the purchase of chocolates, chocolates became a symbol of gifts for feelings expression.
Well, what can I say, it never fails to melts the other party's heart and put a smile on faces. A box of chocolates from me became a gift of genuine love (loveship, kinship and friendship) ever since.
Like Romeo said "Love is tender sweet and a bitter choking gall". During the mid 1990s there was a research propagating that chocolates contained a substances that aids in lifting the moods of human beings. It didn't take me till early 2000's to justified this amazing yet relieving truth.
There's no other better self-help remedy than chocolates for someone who's heartbroken and feeling sad.
Wuao.. what a chocolatey blog! Before I leave, here's something I've remonified:
A chocolate a day keeps the sadness away.
Tuesday, December 26, 2006
De one with The Curse Of The Golden Flower
Heavy rain day
Early morning my plans for jog was ruined by the heavy rain. Well, an irony. What a good weather to laze in bed. Yet, undesirable for plans which have been made earlier for better use.
For ages, I've wondered why time in the late morning pass by so quickly. Before I knew it, it was afternoon and I had to get prepared to meet Chin Yu.
All thanks to the downpour, I end up buying a new umbrella from Espirit at Plaza Singapura as I forgotten to bring one from home. Chin Yu brought an umbrella. Unfortunately, his was 'barely' enough for himself. Hah. I needed one badly to shelter me from PS to The Cathay. Thus, I decided to buy one Khaki-coloured which I was satisfied with (cost me $21.90, thank god Espirit was having 10% sales). This was the labour of having searched the entire PS for stores in which umbrellas were available. Omg. Giodano and HangTen sells them. Disappointingly, the colours were not to my likely.
We arrived late at the Cathay. By the time we settled down, the Curse of the Golden Flower was already showing for what I think, approximately 10 minutes ago. Before watching this epic movie, hearsay it's reviewed to be pretty lousy. Against all odds, I watched it anyway. Majorly because it's my idol's second film (in which he's in the main cast).
I'm not going to say much about the story this time. However, I've got to say I've realised Jay Chou's dialogue were all pretty short. And the way he spoke still reflected a tone of "shyness". However, his fighting scenes were superb! I'm amazed. All in all, he played the only good and highly fillial "Prince Jie" in the movie.
There were scenes in which Gong Li, who played the empress, beared some resemblance to Hatsumono in Memoirs of Geisha. Hmmm.. looks like nowadays directors are increasingly having women who are ruthless. Oops! First. Memoirs of Geisha..then Ziyi Zhang in Banquet..now this..
As usual, Zhou Yun Fat's fiercely fantastic in his Emperor role. Love the scene in the end where he sort of throw back his golden robe and that scene where his long hair scatter loose after he slapped his youngest son. There was really something in his gaze throughout the entire show.
Well, what can I say.. the movie's a tragedy. It was a collection of love, incest relationship, adultery, undying fillial piety, breaking out of shameful secrets, treachery. Personally, I felt the story itself outweighted the fighting effects (something's new: Rope and sickles, and Grand Sabre) and the worth-mentioning elaborated costumes (shimmering with gold and silver).
The rain continued even as we went to town to have Pepper Lunch for dinner. (Hah! pepper "Lunch" for "Dinner": Resturant's name ironical to purpose) and went walking around. I finally got the chance to browse and taste Japanese "man tou". Yipee!! Shokoi Ne!
I don't know why in my mind I kept thinking that Chin Yu needs to go home early. Haha. Apparantly, it's rainning so he didn't have to rush home to get prepared for his roller hockey (which is cancelled).
The rain... the unwanted obligation to buy a new umbrella... Jay Chou and the Curse of the Golden Flower... Pepper lunch... Japanese "man tou"... A couldn't have been better day ;P
Early morning my plans for jog was ruined by the heavy rain. Well, an irony. What a good weather to laze in bed. Yet, undesirable for plans which have been made earlier for better use.
For ages, I've wondered why time in the late morning pass by so quickly. Before I knew it, it was afternoon and I had to get prepared to meet Chin Yu.
All thanks to the downpour, I end up buying a new umbrella from Espirit at Plaza Singapura as I forgotten to bring one from home. Chin Yu brought an umbrella. Unfortunately, his was 'barely' enough for himself. Hah. I needed one badly to shelter me from PS to The Cathay. Thus, I decided to buy one Khaki-coloured which I was satisfied with (cost me $21.90, thank god Espirit was having 10% sales). This was the labour of having searched the entire PS for stores in which umbrellas were available. Omg. Giodano and HangTen sells them. Disappointingly, the colours were not to my likely.
We arrived late at the Cathay. By the time we settled down, the Curse of the Golden Flower was already showing for what I think, approximately 10 minutes ago. Before watching this epic movie, hearsay it's reviewed to be pretty lousy. Against all odds, I watched it anyway. Majorly because it's my idol's second film (in which he's in the main cast).
I'm not going to say much about the story this time. However, I've got to say I've realised Jay Chou's dialogue were all pretty short. And the way he spoke still reflected a tone of "shyness". However, his fighting scenes were superb! I'm amazed. All in all, he played the only good and highly fillial "Prince Jie" in the movie.
There were scenes in which Gong Li, who played the empress, beared some resemblance to Hatsumono in Memoirs of Geisha. Hmmm.. looks like nowadays directors are increasingly having women who are ruthless. Oops! First. Memoirs of Geisha..then Ziyi Zhang in Banquet..now this..
As usual, Zhou Yun Fat's fiercely fantastic in his Emperor role. Love the scene in the end where he sort of throw back his golden robe and that scene where his long hair scatter loose after he slapped his youngest son. There was really something in his gaze throughout the entire show.
Well, what can I say.. the movie's a tragedy. It was a collection of love, incest relationship, adultery, undying fillial piety, breaking out of shameful secrets, treachery. Personally, I felt the story itself outweighted the fighting effects (something's new: Rope and sickles, and Grand Sabre) and the worth-mentioning elaborated costumes (shimmering with gold and silver).
The rain continued even as we went to town to have Pepper Lunch for dinner. (Hah! pepper "Lunch" for "Dinner": Resturant's name ironical to purpose) and went walking around. I finally got the chance to browse and taste Japanese "man tou". Yipee!! Shokoi Ne!
I don't know why in my mind I kept thinking that Chin Yu needs to go home early. Haha. Apparantly, it's rainning so he didn't have to rush home to get prepared for his roller hockey (which is cancelled).
The rain... the unwanted obligation to buy a new umbrella... Jay Chou and the Curse of the Golden Flower... Pepper lunch... Japanese "man tou"... A couldn't have been better day ;P
Saturday, December 23, 2006
De one with Gang Xmas-outing
Light rain...wet payments
It didn't rain as heavy within expectation. We had a situation meeting up yesterday. The last person, who was joining us for this year's Xmas dinner, only arrived one hour late. Worst thing, we couldn't decide by then exactly where to dine. Initially, we wanted to fix ourselves with N.Y.D.C. Then again, that plan was scribbed to Sakae. But then, our "Mr Cinderalla" couldn't eat raw seafood. Hence, we landed ourselves with dinner buffet at Siam Kitchen.
The service wasn't really good. They practised their bussiness gimmicks on us. Though it's buffet and it states "eat all you can". The re-order could only come in "rounds" and only after each "round" have been fully served. Thankfully, I'm easy with food. However, deep down, the rest of us were actually thought Sakae was better.
I made a sacrifice. They ended up ordering too much on the third (and last) round. I had to fill up some extra space in my filled stomach. After that, Weili and Clara joined us. By the time we finished Xmas dinner 2006, it was already 10pm.
An unexpected accident occured. Loo Wan discovered he lost $100 form his pocket. The "dark mist of cloud" shouldered around him as we dragged ourselves, partly aimlessly, towards The Rooftop at The Esplanade. The view of the CBD buildings, all dazzling lighted, was spendid. The atmosphere was quiet all because what was supposed for sweet and whispering couples all "littered" around.
We finally found a spot to settle before Weili was kinda "cramped" since it was late and her caring boyfriend was here to pick her home. It didn't take awhile before we were rushing to commence our "glamour specialty" of this year's Xmas gathering: Gift Exchange.
Budget was between $7 - 10 bucks. Of course, exceeded budgets are welcomed (well, mine did exceeded the budget lah. Bought a box of Belgium Chocolates from Candy Empire). There were nine of us (our OCT couldn't make it). In the end, there were two pairs of us who actually exchanged opposite's parties' gifts directly. Jessamine had Clara's and Clara had Jessamine's. I had Loo Wan's and Loo Wan had mine. Haha.
Ooh.. Loo Wan's gift was a nice wrapped snowman wrapper which a fan he took effort to make. Within it, contained an adorable orange Elmo mug (which Loo Wan keep insisting it was better looking than the mug they got for me during my birthday).
:: Thanks Loo Wan!!
Jielong's was a beautiful and elegant calendar with notebook. Ivan bought Ferrero Roche. Kok Sin got a glittering Crystal bear figurine. Weili bought body soap with something and Gek Kiah got those hanging bags from IKEA. Apologies. Not sure about Clara's and Jessamine.
Xmas '06 outing was short but fantastic. It was even more interested, the gang actually followed the dress code (suggested by me) of White Christmas when everybody wore something white! Hehe... To end it all, my close friend bestowed me an unexpected gifts too.
:: Thanks alot Clara. And all those (Joseph, Gek Kiah, Janice, Teacher Lorna, etc) who sent me lovely greeting cards!
Today, I didn't really do much. Went on our Toa Payoh for an evening's movie: Night At the Musuem. Hilarious show. Something beyond imagination lik Jimanji typed of show. "Some people are born great. Others have greatness given upon them".
2 more days to Christmas!
It didn't rain as heavy within expectation. We had a situation meeting up yesterday. The last person, who was joining us for this year's Xmas dinner, only arrived one hour late. Worst thing, we couldn't decide by then exactly where to dine. Initially, we wanted to fix ourselves with N.Y.D.C. Then again, that plan was scribbed to Sakae. But then, our "Mr Cinderalla" couldn't eat raw seafood. Hence, we landed ourselves with dinner buffet at Siam Kitchen.
The service wasn't really good. They practised their bussiness gimmicks on us. Though it's buffet and it states "eat all you can". The re-order could only come in "rounds" and only after each "round" have been fully served. Thankfully, I'm easy with food. However, deep down, the rest of us were actually thought Sakae was better.
I made a sacrifice. They ended up ordering too much on the third (and last) round. I had to fill up some extra space in my filled stomach. After that, Weili and Clara joined us. By the time we finished Xmas dinner 2006, it was already 10pm.
An unexpected accident occured. Loo Wan discovered he lost $100 form his pocket. The "dark mist of cloud" shouldered around him as we dragged ourselves, partly aimlessly, towards The Rooftop at The Esplanade. The view of the CBD buildings, all dazzling lighted, was spendid. The atmosphere was quiet all because what was supposed for sweet and whispering couples all "littered" around.
We finally found a spot to settle before Weili was kinda "cramped" since it was late and her caring boyfriend was here to pick her home. It didn't take awhile before we were rushing to commence our "glamour specialty" of this year's Xmas gathering: Gift Exchange.
Budget was between $7 - 10 bucks. Of course, exceeded budgets are welcomed (well, mine did exceeded the budget lah. Bought a box of Belgium Chocolates from Candy Empire). There were nine of us (our OCT couldn't make it). In the end, there were two pairs of us who actually exchanged opposite's parties' gifts directly. Jessamine had Clara's and Clara had Jessamine's. I had Loo Wan's and Loo Wan had mine. Haha.
Ooh.. Loo Wan's gift was a nice wrapped snowman wrapper which a fan he took effort to make. Within it, contained an adorable orange Elmo mug (which Loo Wan keep insisting it was better looking than the mug they got for me during my birthday).
:: Thanks Loo Wan!!
Jielong's was a beautiful and elegant calendar with notebook. Ivan bought Ferrero Roche. Kok Sin got a glittering Crystal bear figurine. Weili bought body soap with something and Gek Kiah got those hanging bags from IKEA. Apologies. Not sure about Clara's and Jessamine.
Xmas '06 outing was short but fantastic. It was even more interested, the gang actually followed the dress code (suggested by me) of White Christmas when everybody wore something white! Hehe... To end it all, my close friend bestowed me an unexpected gifts too.
:: Thanks alot Clara. And all those (Joseph, Gek Kiah, Janice, Teacher Lorna, etc) who sent me lovely greeting cards!
Today, I didn't really do much. Went on our Toa Payoh for an evening's movie: Night At the Musuem. Hilarious show. Something beyond imagination lik Jimanji typed of show. "Some people are born great. Others have greatness given upon them".
2 more days to Christmas!
Monday, December 18, 2006
De one with Her 51st Birthday
Rain in the day, the sky and the heart
17th December 2006. Yesterday. It marked a significant day as it's her 51st birthday. Supposed to be calling for celebration however the main character ain't present.
The rain stopped when I went out around 3+ in the afternoon. But not for long, the drizzling started to appear. Staining the white rose in my hand with moisture. The cold air.. the grey clouds.. screaming silence... all setting as though conjured to form a depressing atmosphere. As I made my way in the drizzle to Mandai Columbarium.
For a very long time, I sang happy birthday to my mummy upfront. It's a pity, I've had not the courage to sing this to her when she was alive. As usual, spent some time before leaving.
Thinking back, we've not been celebration mummy's birthday. I recalled when I was young. When we would laze around at home on a cloudy Saturday. There was once, she was complaining as she did her normal household chores despite it was her birthday, she wasn't spared of any rest. Thinking back, she never celebrated her birthdays. Only mine and Jimson's. It was really embarrassing we never did for her in return.
Today was different. Instead of many stalks of roses, I only brought one. A fully bloomed one.
Instead of having all-black attired, I only put on a black top. Nevertheless, it's her birthday. My late-mummy's 51st birthday.
:: Happy Birthday Mummy. Forever loved in my heart.
17th December 2006. Yesterday. It marked a significant day as it's her 51st birthday. Supposed to be calling for celebration however the main character ain't present.
The rain stopped when I went out around 3+ in the afternoon. But not for long, the drizzling started to appear. Staining the white rose in my hand with moisture. The cold air.. the grey clouds.. screaming silence... all setting as though conjured to form a depressing atmosphere. As I made my way in the drizzle to Mandai Columbarium.
For a very long time, I sang happy birthday to my mummy upfront. It's a pity, I've had not the courage to sing this to her when she was alive. As usual, spent some time before leaving.
Thinking back, we've not been celebration mummy's birthday. I recalled when I was young. When we would laze around at home on a cloudy Saturday. There was once, she was complaining as she did her normal household chores despite it was her birthday, she wasn't spared of any rest. Thinking back, she never celebrated her birthdays. Only mine and Jimson's. It was really embarrassing we never did for her in return.
Today was different. Instead of many stalks of roses, I only brought one. A fully bloomed one.
Instead of having all-black attired, I only put on a black top. Nevertheless, it's her birthday. My late-mummy's 51st birthday.
:: Happy Birthday Mummy. Forever loved in my heart.
Sunday, December 17, 2006
De one with Am I Who I Am Really
Raining all day
Yesterday was the first time in this year I've ever organised an outing for the gang. Not so bad.. out of 10, 7 turned up. The rest really had individual valid reasons. Jielong's down for an obligating friend's 21st Birthday concert; poor Weili's feeling unwell; beef-loving Jessamine's put in a difficult make-up situation with her organ instructor.
It turned out to be the 3rd time I've been to Vivocity. Not forgetting the night before and the panic from confirming for online booking of a commonly-agreed movie until afternoon. For that, I proudly say I passed the baton and walk down the position for event-organiser. Haha.
Nevertheless, it was gratifying since the gang haven't been meeting up spared Clara's birthday. Plus our busy Naval-officier cadet, Wei Cai, turned up too.
We went for dinner as we waited for those who were late yet not joining us for dinner. Watched Dejavu. A pretty complicated story about this ATF agent Doug Corlin who is involved in a terrorism-act prevention mission via the aid of a very advanced system which is able to bring back the past as an interactive present and, the ability to teleport light mass objects. The ending? It was pretty good. The terrorist (an obessed self-declared patriot) was killed before
the bombing of the ferry commerced.
After that, Kok Sin left as usual since he needed to catch the last train back. While others who were gang-orientated kinda turned down that he's always so concerned with catching the last train back, it occurred to me... Why?
Kok Sin hardly ever mention his Dad. Being understanding, I thought, perhaps it's inevitable he has to miss all the fun from what we could have done staying out late.. that maybe he has to be home early to accompany his Mom.. otherwise, save money (from taking a cab) or not to cause his parent(s) to be worried bah. Well.. then again, nobody knows.. perhaps I'm being too understanding.
We headed down to our nearest Ktv which landed us in Chinatown. Sang till our throats became sore. All thanks to Clara who secretly dubbed their "invented" Jason's concert when I was singing "Yong Qi". Omg. Good thing was both of us sang a song together for the very first time in all history. Haha.
Clara left shortly after we came out of KTV. We then hang around Maxwell market as we waited for the time to pass for us to catch the first train back.
In the milst, I enjoyed myself. However, there was a mysterious part in me that was troubled. Well, I can't sing very well.. and I tend not be as sociable as I thought I wanted to be. Unknowingly, I questioned myself, am I who I am really?
There are alot troubling me.. Though I pretend I'm alright, unbothered and smiling. Perhaps I'm striving too hard to achieve greatness. But.. is this what I really wanted? Who knows...
Arrived home around 7am before the wearing out starts in. I had a really fun time!
Yesterday was the first time in this year I've ever organised an outing for the gang. Not so bad.. out of 10, 7 turned up. The rest really had individual valid reasons. Jielong's down for an obligating friend's 21st Birthday concert; poor Weili's feeling unwell; beef-loving Jessamine's put in a difficult make-up situation with her organ instructor.
It turned out to be the 3rd time I've been to Vivocity. Not forgetting the night before and the panic from confirming for online booking of a commonly-agreed movie until afternoon. For that, I proudly say I passed the baton and walk down the position for event-organiser. Haha.
Nevertheless, it was gratifying since the gang haven't been meeting up spared Clara's birthday. Plus our busy Naval-officier cadet, Wei Cai, turned up too.
We went for dinner as we waited for those who were late yet not joining us for dinner. Watched Dejavu. A pretty complicated story about this ATF agent Doug Corlin who is involved in a terrorism-act prevention mission via the aid of a very advanced system which is able to bring back the past as an interactive present and, the ability to teleport light mass objects. The ending? It was pretty good. The terrorist (an obessed self-declared patriot) was killed before
the bombing of the ferry commerced.
After that, Kok Sin left as usual since he needed to catch the last train back. While others who were gang-orientated kinda turned down that he's always so concerned with catching the last train back, it occurred to me... Why?
Kok Sin hardly ever mention his Dad. Being understanding, I thought, perhaps it's inevitable he has to miss all the fun from what we could have done staying out late.. that maybe he has to be home early to accompany his Mom.. otherwise, save money (from taking a cab) or not to cause his parent(s) to be worried bah. Well.. then again, nobody knows.. perhaps I'm being too understanding.
We headed down to our nearest Ktv which landed us in Chinatown. Sang till our throats became sore. All thanks to Clara who secretly dubbed their "invented" Jason's concert when I was singing "Yong Qi". Omg. Good thing was both of us sang a song together for the very first time in all history. Haha.
Clara left shortly after we came out of KTV. We then hang around Maxwell market as we waited for the time to pass for us to catch the first train back.
In the milst, I enjoyed myself. However, there was a mysterious part in me that was troubled. Well, I can't sing very well.. and I tend not be as sociable as I thought I wanted to be. Unknowingly, I questioned myself, am I who I am really?
There are alot troubling me.. Though I pretend I'm alright, unbothered and smiling. Perhaps I'm striving too hard to achieve greatness. But.. is this what I really wanted? Who knows...
Arrived home around 7am before the wearing out starts in. I had a really fun time!
Friday, December 15, 2006
De one with Exams Results and Enrolment
Monsoon season
It's been long time since I've blogged. Hmm.. well.. looks like my blog entry is like Japanese anime and comics. You'll never know when the next episode or series is being released. Well well..here's one after so long.
Okay! That's a crappy introduction. Well wonder why I open my blog like this? I supposed it's majorly influenced by my latest heavy addiction and intense interest in Bleach. It's about Ichigo (the main character), shinigami (Death Gods), Soul Society, hollows and Bounto.
Well, I started slow..abit backwards as compared to those who were very good with their Bitorrent downloading software. Not really adapt to supporting piracy, I wished and it came true that Bleach would be available for sale in video stores. Of course, as all of us know, the merchandise would be slower than those available online.
I started watching the new episodes from Youtube. All thanks to my close friend Chin Yu, telling me about this website's existence. Only recently, I discovered this BleachPortalNet. From which allowed me to download and view the current and most updated episodes upon joinning their membership.
All in all, although there was the gurantee of having joined the membership. Somehow I feel uneased downloading the videos. Suspicious whether I'd be caught and considered as an anti-piracy criminal. Hah!
Well well, other than life..Life could have been better after exams.
Speaking of which, my first semester exams results were out earlier. Just that I didn't have the appropriate time to update it online. Well.. here comes... scored a total of 1 High Distinction, 2 Distinctions and a Credit. Overall it's alright. But I was hoping for better. No intention to sound contradicting but I'm fortunate that I was able to achieve such results even though I was having a tough time coping with exams prep and my chaotic emotional stress.
Today met Zhen Ze and Guan Hui. Went for lunch at Carls Junior before enjoying "Eragon" at GV max threatre. It was rather an enjoyable movie. Fantasy. What more can I say. Perhaps worth mentioning that the baby dragon was really very cute and adorable. All the girls sitting around were exclaimingly sighing with heart-softening awww.. those melodious-pitched admiration noises. Haha. However I felt that the fighting scene in the end was too short. It could have been more. Oooh..the catch phrase of the movie? "One part courage. Three parts fool." It was repeated about three times throughtout the movie. Haha!
We then went back to campus for our enrolment for next semester. The journey there was really interesting. Initially, Zhen Ze thought there was bus 61 at the Harbourfront interchange. Disappointingly, it was unpresent. Left with no choice, we took another bus to NUS and changed bus 151 which brought us directly to school.
What's more? jeeez... after enrolment, we had a long walk from SIM campus to Sunway Street where Guan Hui had a dearing desire for ice cream from erm... Something scoops. Haha. After which, we enroute another long distance, reaching Clementi where Zhen Ze wanted to bring us to this nice and famous Claypot rice store at one of those coffee shops near Clementi mrt.
Unfortunately, the store wasn't open. Hence, we settled for dinner at the food centre opposite.
On my way home, I started to think calmly what kinda friend I am. I've been in self isolation at home for this time, wanting some space for myself. I realised I've not been a really good friend. Sigh. It didn't take awhile before the emptiness starts filling up inside my heart. I wonder whether there's any bit of heart left. It's all stained with stigma and the bits and pieces now under stress of other things. New troubles I've just realised what the future have in store for me.
Thinking too much? Perhaps. Well.. just trying to make a better future. I really have so much to wokr hard for...
It's been long time since I've blogged. Hmm.. well.. looks like my blog entry is like Japanese anime and comics. You'll never know when the next episode or series is being released. Well well..here's one after so long.
Okay! That's a crappy introduction. Well wonder why I open my blog like this? I supposed it's majorly influenced by my latest heavy addiction and intense interest in Bleach. It's about Ichigo (the main character), shinigami (Death Gods), Soul Society, hollows and Bounto.
Well, I started slow..abit backwards as compared to those who were very good with their Bitorrent downloading software. Not really adapt to supporting piracy, I wished and it came true that Bleach would be available for sale in video stores. Of course, as all of us know, the merchandise would be slower than those available online.
I started watching the new episodes from Youtube. All thanks to my close friend Chin Yu, telling me about this website's existence. Only recently, I discovered this BleachPortalNet. From which allowed me to download and view the current and most updated episodes upon joinning their membership.
All in all, although there was the gurantee of having joined the membership. Somehow I feel uneased downloading the videos. Suspicious whether I'd be caught and considered as an anti-piracy criminal. Hah!
Well well, other than life..Life could have been better after exams.
Speaking of which, my first semester exams results were out earlier. Just that I didn't have the appropriate time to update it online. Well.. here comes... scored a total of 1 High Distinction, 2 Distinctions and a Credit. Overall it's alright. But I was hoping for better. No intention to sound contradicting but I'm fortunate that I was able to achieve such results even though I was having a tough time coping with exams prep and my chaotic emotional stress.
Today met Zhen Ze and Guan Hui. Went for lunch at Carls Junior before enjoying "Eragon" at GV max threatre. It was rather an enjoyable movie. Fantasy. What more can I say. Perhaps worth mentioning that the baby dragon was really very cute and adorable. All the girls sitting around were exclaimingly sighing with heart-softening awww.. those melodious-pitched admiration noises. Haha. However I felt that the fighting scene in the end was too short. It could have been more. Oooh..the catch phrase of the movie? "One part courage. Three parts fool." It was repeated about three times throughtout the movie. Haha!
We then went back to campus for our enrolment for next semester. The journey there was really interesting. Initially, Zhen Ze thought there was bus 61 at the Harbourfront interchange. Disappointingly, it was unpresent. Left with no choice, we took another bus to NUS and changed bus 151 which brought us directly to school.
What's more? jeeez... after enrolment, we had a long walk from SIM campus to Sunway Street where Guan Hui had a dearing desire for ice cream from erm... Something scoops. Haha. After which, we enroute another long distance, reaching Clementi where Zhen Ze wanted to bring us to this nice and famous Claypot rice store at one of those coffee shops near Clementi mrt.
Unfortunately, the store wasn't open. Hence, we settled for dinner at the food centre opposite.
On my way home, I started to think calmly what kinda friend I am. I've been in self isolation at home for this time, wanting some space for myself. I realised I've not been a really good friend. Sigh. It didn't take awhile before the emptiness starts filling up inside my heart. I wonder whether there's any bit of heart left. It's all stained with stigma and the bits and pieces now under stress of other things. New troubles I've just realised what the future have in store for me.
Thinking too much? Perhaps. Well.. just trying to make a better future. I really have so much to wokr hard for...
Tuesday, December 05, 2006
De one with a Song
Raindrops in the evening
"There's something weird about tonight's twilight skies
Glancing at you, my heart advising "wait no longer"
Embarrasing and filling with a pinch for longing
A journey embarked..romantic days of you and me
I recalled the time we went to the movies on our very first time
Wanna hold your hand secretly yet lacking courage
Haha, I can never forget all my nervous-reckoned cold sweat
Apparantly now holding hands have gradually became a gotten-used-to behaviour
14 February : Our first "candlelight dinner"
Though the food wasn't filling however the accompany was delightful
With my eyes never losing sight of you, I prayed for the time to pass by slower
Red wine causing a tipsy you to lie unto my shoulders
Every memory embedded into my mind
Yet there are more experiences for us to look forward to
Our future life, our present love
Pleading you to accept my love this present life
Will it turn out to be a friend or more
Till when will we cross over
Still lacking some passion
Here you stand at my back
Whispering gently to me
Let me accept your love
When you're lonely, will you reminise upon me
When you're sad, will you think of me
When you're joyious, do you ring me
In the phone you ask, what's "happiness"
"Happiness" is a language that doesn't need to be excessively expressed
Mutual staring for hours isn't tiring
A call would trigger the impluse to meet
Feeling beat? Wish to sleep? Want my accompany?
You told me you'll sleep soundly with me by your side
Needn't broad over a ton of worries
Let me wipe your tears away
You asked if I will court other partners around?
I never will this I gurantee
Because you're my genuine love - a flawless beauty
Lightly I'll mend the fragile cracks in your heart
If there's mistakes from the past
Which are unavoidable this life
I will still choose to face it bravely together with you
Being in love doesn't make everything possible
You and me... meeting.. in an abyss population
Still lacking a little passion
You held my right hand
Pledging eternity
Let me accept your love
If it's truly Heaven's Will
The two of us falling in love
Wishing for a day
Till the exchange of our wedding rings
Having an entire change in life
I'll never change my mind
Let the world witness my pledge of love for you
Understand there are times I'll cause you to be vexed
Understand too sometimes I'll be slow in reacting
However I'll protect you till our hair turns white
And my passion for you will not change with the fading color of our eyebrows
Our memory might deteriorate with time and age
But our happpiness remains engraved in our rings till we aged
(Forever) A fulfilling and wonderful day
As all factors in life ceased in error
Come what may, just placed your hands in mine
I'll be willing to give my everything for you
Whatever past debt in love, I'll repay twice this life
Will you be willing to dawn this ring..."
This song dedicated.
"There's something weird about tonight's twilight skies
Glancing at you, my heart advising "wait no longer"
Embarrasing and filling with a pinch for longing
A journey embarked..romantic days of you and me
I recalled the time we went to the movies on our very first time
Wanna hold your hand secretly yet lacking courage
Haha, I can never forget all my nervous-reckoned cold sweat
Apparantly now holding hands have gradually became a gotten-used-to behaviour
14 February : Our first "candlelight dinner"
Though the food wasn't filling however the accompany was delightful
With my eyes never losing sight of you, I prayed for the time to pass by slower
Red wine causing a tipsy you to lie unto my shoulders
Every memory embedded into my mind
Yet there are more experiences for us to look forward to
Our future life, our present love
Pleading you to accept my love this present life
Will it turn out to be a friend or more
Till when will we cross over
Still lacking some passion
Here you stand at my back
Whispering gently to me
Let me accept your love
When you're lonely, will you reminise upon me
When you're sad, will you think of me
When you're joyious, do you ring me
In the phone you ask, what's "happiness"
"Happiness" is a language that doesn't need to be excessively expressed
Mutual staring for hours isn't tiring
A call would trigger the impluse to meet
Feeling beat? Wish to sleep? Want my accompany?
You told me you'll sleep soundly with me by your side
Needn't broad over a ton of worries
Let me wipe your tears away
You asked if I will court other partners around?
I never will this I gurantee
Because you're my genuine love - a flawless beauty
Lightly I'll mend the fragile cracks in your heart
If there's mistakes from the past
Which are unavoidable this life
I will still choose to face it bravely together with you
Being in love doesn't make everything possible
You and me... meeting.. in an abyss population
Still lacking a little passion
You held my right hand
Pledging eternity
Let me accept your love
If it's truly Heaven's Will
The two of us falling in love
Wishing for a day
Till the exchange of our wedding rings
Having an entire change in life
I'll never change my mind
Let the world witness my pledge of love for you
Understand there are times I'll cause you to be vexed
Understand too sometimes I'll be slow in reacting
However I'll protect you till our hair turns white
And my passion for you will not change with the fading color of our eyebrows
Our memory might deteriorate with time and age
But our happpiness remains engraved in our rings till we aged
(Forever) A fulfilling and wonderful day
As all factors in life ceased in error
Come what may, just placed your hands in mine
I'll be willing to give my everything for you
Whatever past debt in love, I'll repay twice this life
Will you be willing to dawn this ring..."
This song dedicated.
Saturday, December 02, 2006
De one with Highlights of the Week
Sunny weather reveals again
It's been a fruitful week. Here are the highlights for this entire crazy week. Bought to you by Jason. Haha.
Monday...
Zhen Ze and I went to FJ Benjamin building for enquiry on a job interview. It was a kind frined, Ben's fill-in. Thus we went there, expecting for to see the Human Resource staff, Cynthia. End up, we filled in the application form.
Thunderstorm approached in the afternoon. It started before we ended our business at FJBB. Thus we had no choice but to run to the nearest shelter which was Shaw House since Zhen Ze needed to get to possible bookstores for purchase of notebooks. It was fun Went Borders, then Kinokuniya where I end up buying a new address book and an Japanese guidebook featuring the works and review of manga artistes.
Do you know where's the post office at Orchard? It's located on the fourth floor of Ngee Ann City shopping centre. Nearly got mixed up on the directions. Thank goodness Zhen Ze was there! For what? To buy stamps lor..for a standardised stamp for my traditional practice every X'mas! Shhh.. won't reveal so much. hehehe.
Tuesday...
Morning I went for an 8km jog. Seemed to be enjoying and exploring more of the new route I've found earlier. I ran up all the way till Toa Payoh now..hehe.. Anyway, came back, Cynthia called. Made a way down for an interview. I realised, I'm not very fluent. Perhaps it's my first interview session. Demoralised but hey, I've gotta buck up!
Clara said I should smile more. Haha.. I think I shouldn't forsake this beautiful smile I have. Oops. *face burning red*
After interview, I met Max. We strolled around Orchard since he wanted to get an expensive letter opener for someone. Sigh. End up getting one from Tiffany & Co. Omg. After that, we went Funan since I wanted to get a new PC game. End up, I bought a new NUM slippers! Omg.
It was an eventful day. Nightfall I had supper with Clara. Usual time, usual place, usual food. Hehe. It felt really good... the session brought us back to the old times.. Was sinful to have ice cream after pratas and milo lor.. Dear Clara made a jar of cookies for me.. Awww... It were superbly delicious. There was this last layer of cookies which tasted like my favourite Subway cookies. Omg. Finished the whole jar in the next two days!
Wednesday and Thursday were rest day... Haha. I think so. Couldn't remember much, spare some time recuperating and learning more about cooking.
Friday (yesterday) was great after two days of rest. I went 10km in the morning. After which met Denn for movies. Step Up. Pretty nice movie. The dance, actors and actresses were great. Inspirational sotryline. Awesome!
I must admit it was abit boring since we were stuck in a shop (to accompany Denn's friend who's working there). Had a delicious dinner at Far East Plaza, met some of his friends before setting off for the main purpose of the day.
Travelled to Pasir Panjang. I must admit it was totally worth it. Attended this Buddhist teachings. The Larma discussed about effective communication and answered certain questions from the disciples. Whatever was said it practical and relevant. In order to have good communication, one should anticipate, listen and casting our egos aside.
I am delightfully surprised. The way the Larma conducted his teaching was less formal and monologing as expected or perceived. He talked in a friendly manner and delivered his wisdom in an easily understandable way. Impressive.
Today is another rest day. Sam asked me out but I was sorry to say I didn't feel like leaving home. Having some tough time organising this outing for my gang next coming Saturday. Sigh.
I shall persevere.
Besides, I helped alot in preparing dinner. Cooked the rice. Have most of the ingredients done. Hey, I'm a guy who pocess some skills wor.. Outstanding day! hehe..
It's been a fruitful week. Here are the highlights for this entire crazy week. Bought to you by Jason. Haha.
Monday...
Zhen Ze and I went to FJ Benjamin building for enquiry on a job interview. It was a kind frined, Ben's fill-in. Thus we went there, expecting for to see the Human Resource staff, Cynthia. End up, we filled in the application form.
Thunderstorm approached in the afternoon. It started before we ended our business at FJBB. Thus we had no choice but to run to the nearest shelter which was Shaw House since Zhen Ze needed to get to possible bookstores for purchase of notebooks. It was fun Went Borders, then Kinokuniya where I end up buying a new address book and an Japanese guidebook featuring the works and review of manga artistes.
Do you know where's the post office at Orchard? It's located on the fourth floor of Ngee Ann City shopping centre. Nearly got mixed up on the directions. Thank goodness Zhen Ze was there! For what? To buy stamps lor..for a standardised stamp for my traditional practice every X'mas! Shhh.. won't reveal so much. hehehe.
Tuesday...
Morning I went for an 8km jog. Seemed to be enjoying and exploring more of the new route I've found earlier. I ran up all the way till Toa Payoh now..hehe.. Anyway, came back, Cynthia called. Made a way down for an interview. I realised, I'm not very fluent. Perhaps it's my first interview session. Demoralised but hey, I've gotta buck up!
Clara said I should smile more. Haha.. I think I shouldn't forsake this beautiful smile I have. Oops. *face burning red*
After interview, I met Max. We strolled around Orchard since he wanted to get an expensive letter opener for someone. Sigh. End up getting one from Tiffany & Co. Omg. After that, we went Funan since I wanted to get a new PC game. End up, I bought a new NUM slippers! Omg.
It was an eventful day. Nightfall I had supper with Clara. Usual time, usual place, usual food. Hehe. It felt really good... the session brought us back to the old times.. Was sinful to have ice cream after pratas and milo lor.. Dear Clara made a jar of cookies for me.. Awww... It were superbly delicious. There was this last layer of cookies which tasted like my favourite Subway cookies. Omg. Finished the whole jar in the next two days!
Wednesday and Thursday were rest day... Haha. I think so. Couldn't remember much, spare some time recuperating and learning more about cooking.
Friday (yesterday) was great after two days of rest. I went 10km in the morning. After which met Denn for movies. Step Up. Pretty nice movie. The dance, actors and actresses were great. Inspirational sotryline. Awesome!
I must admit it was abit boring since we were stuck in a shop (to accompany Denn's friend who's working there). Had a delicious dinner at Far East Plaza, met some of his friends before setting off for the main purpose of the day.
Travelled to Pasir Panjang. I must admit it was totally worth it. Attended this Buddhist teachings. The Larma discussed about effective communication and answered certain questions from the disciples. Whatever was said it practical and relevant. In order to have good communication, one should anticipate, listen and casting our egos aside.
I am delightfully surprised. The way the Larma conducted his teaching was less formal and monologing as expected or perceived. He talked in a friendly manner and delivered his wisdom in an easily understandable way. Impressive.
Today is another rest day. Sam asked me out but I was sorry to say I didn't feel like leaving home. Having some tough time organising this outing for my gang next coming Saturday. Sigh.
I shall persevere.
Besides, I helped alot in preparing dinner. Cooked the rice. Have most of the ingredients done. Hey, I'm a guy who pocess some skills wor.. Outstanding day! hehe..
Sunday, November 26, 2006
De one with Fever and Nostalgia
Cold day
Supposed to attend SEXPO. However, was feeling feverish. Hence, I have to forgo the outing with the guys.
I happened to locate the videos takes of Bowen's outdoor band competition display 1998 and 2000. In which I participated as a marching percussionist. The glory and pride flows through entire body like icy water sipping through warm bodies. Nearly cried out having overwhelmed by the memorable experience..
It was something I felt capable and proud to be. Being in the military band and competing along side with my fellow bandmen, in the spectacular audience-filled National Stadium. It's tremendous eternal honour. My experienced in the secondary military band, Singapore Youth Festivals, Chingay performance were one of the unforgettable moments. The one I've never felt more right in doing what I had to do.
The perfect moment of tearful-joy, despair, hardship and team-spirit!
Supposed to attend SEXPO. However, was feeling feverish. Hence, I have to forgo the outing with the guys.
I happened to locate the videos takes of Bowen's outdoor band competition display 1998 and 2000. In which I participated as a marching percussionist. The glory and pride flows through entire body like icy water sipping through warm bodies. Nearly cried out having overwhelmed by the memorable experience..
It was something I felt capable and proud to be. Being in the military band and competing along side with my fellow bandmen, in the spectacular audience-filled National Stadium. It's tremendous eternal honour. My experienced in the secondary military band, Singapore Youth Festivals, Chingay performance were one of the unforgettable moments. The one I've never felt more right in doing what I had to do.
The perfect moment of tearful-joy, despair, hardship and team-spirit!
Tuesday, November 21, 2006
De one with Shiok!
Night drizzling shower
Run [v]: Move with quick steps and always at least one foot off the ground.
Guess what? I discovered a new route. It stretches along the kallang river and beside the MRT depot. All the way from opposite Bishan Park B till Braddel Rd. I saw the map today. The newly revealed route is supposed to reach Toa Payoh Rd. Omg. To and fro will be 6km. That means I can have a longer distant running route. What makes it more attractive is it's a magnificant long straight road. Hehe.. And it's pathed along the Kallang canal. Reminds me of the coastal route during BMT at Tekong.
Today, I ran both bishan parks plus the new-found route. Totalling up to 10km. Shiok!!
My day was painted more colourful as I've got out of my hibernation at home and spent the entire day with two friends, seperately. I was at Bugis most of the time. Had lunch, bought my Biotherm moisturiser and then chill out at one of my favourite hangout spot at TCC with Ben. He made me faced up with alot of things I've yet to sort out all these time during our short TCC chill out. After which I dined with Isaac at Suntec Swensons.
It's good to be out again! Shiok day!
Run [v]: Move with quick steps and always at least one foot off the ground.
Guess what? I discovered a new route. It stretches along the kallang river and beside the MRT depot. All the way from opposite Bishan Park B till Braddel Rd. I saw the map today. The newly revealed route is supposed to reach Toa Payoh Rd. Omg. To and fro will be 6km. That means I can have a longer distant running route. What makes it more attractive is it's a magnificant long straight road. Hehe.. And it's pathed along the Kallang canal. Reminds me of the coastal route during BMT at Tekong.
Today, I ran both bishan parks plus the new-found route. Totalling up to 10km. Shiok!!
My day was painted more colourful as I've got out of my hibernation at home and spent the entire day with two friends, seperately. I was at Bugis most of the time. Had lunch, bought my Biotherm moisturiser and then chill out at one of my favourite hangout spot at TCC with Ben. He made me faced up with alot of things I've yet to sort out all these time during our short TCC chill out. After which I dined with Isaac at Suntec Swensons.
It's good to be out again! Shiok day!
Saturday, November 18, 2006
De one with Drawing again
Bright sunny day
Mentioned in my previous blog that I'm going for a run today right? well, I didn't. Hehe. Decided to have it postponed and the first thing I did when I woke up was look myself in the mirror. Thank goodness, my face got better. "Goodbyes" to the bits of soreness due to facial yesterday.
Cooked a delicious and yummy maggi mee since I was too lazy to go downstairs to buy. Enjoyed my breakfast as I watched one of my favourite show "The Lake House" for the 5th or 6th time I guess. It's simply a wonderful movie.
Afternoon approached hastily, I decided to move my butt and get out to get some rich sunshine. Actually, I went to Thompson Plaza to patronise NTUC. Hehe. Unusual from the norm, I came out with 3 bagful which accounted to an expense of less than 30 bucks instead of over 50. Hehe.
I decided the house needed a handwash. Hence, I decided to try Kirei Kirei. Disappointingly, its scent didn't fall within my satisfaction. Smelled like normal washing detergent lor. Furthermore, it's expensive too! 200ml for $3+. Sigh.
I dropped by Poh Kim video store. Bleah 4 anime is out! Cool! Shortly after I returned home, I unpacked and started watching Bleah and Fast and the furious. Sigh. I wanna learn my Japanese all over again! And I was thinking I wanna recover my black hair colour because I want to be like an Asian! Err..oki, lame, I'm an Asian.
Wauo. The highlight of the day wasn't all these stated above. Rather, I took out my drawing tools and started to draw again! I looked at the previous drawings in my portfolio sketchbook. It was gratifying. Brings back alot of nostalgic memories too.
For the whole evening, I used only colour pencils to draw. Somehow, it felt different. Perhaps I was demanding too much from myself. Took a picture of what I drew halfway and asked Clara for her opinion. Pretty guitly because she replied it's "very pretty". But my reply was flat.. Oops.
Guess I need to have more confidence in myself in whatever I do.
I managed to catch up with old friends today. Alan and Zarina. Glad to know they are doing fine individually.
Nightime, I witness some children playing these sparks sticks. Remember I used to love playing with them occassionally since Daddy got a lot of boxes of it. Times have changed. Nowadays theirs have this pitch-accelerating up-scale sound when the spark sticks are lighted.
It's been awhile since I've visited mummy. Thinking of her again. Reminiscing about times when she was around. I was drawing halfway when I recalled she used to be so proud of me for posessing a talent in art. Recall, she will always talk about me, to her colleagues and friends. I could imagine her friends might be congratulating her, having known I'm an accountant to be like she was.
Then again, I wondered if she was around, would she have objected to my degree in Accountancy. Nevertheless, she's a supportive mummy. Sigh. I can help missing her so badly.
Well well, there was another peaceful moment today when I thought about how Jason have changed, in tones of colour. The old JC student, I was painted blue and black : cool and unassuming. Currently, Jason have changed into orange and red : outgoing and energetic.
Funnily, I spared some thoughts for the next stage I'm going to "transform" myslef into. Perhaps black : stylish. Which I think might be too old for my age. Or most probably, gold and bronze bah.
:: Dale-lala, I wanna get my 8/10 from you!!
Mentioned in my previous blog that I'm going for a run today right? well, I didn't. Hehe. Decided to have it postponed and the first thing I did when I woke up was look myself in the mirror. Thank goodness, my face got better. "Goodbyes" to the bits of soreness due to facial yesterday.
Cooked a delicious and yummy maggi mee since I was too lazy to go downstairs to buy. Enjoyed my breakfast as I watched one of my favourite show "The Lake House" for the 5th or 6th time I guess. It's simply a wonderful movie.
Afternoon approached hastily, I decided to move my butt and get out to get some rich sunshine. Actually, I went to Thompson Plaza to patronise NTUC. Hehe. Unusual from the norm, I came out with 3 bagful which accounted to an expense of less than 30 bucks instead of over 50. Hehe.
I decided the house needed a handwash. Hence, I decided to try Kirei Kirei. Disappointingly, its scent didn't fall within my satisfaction. Smelled like normal washing detergent lor. Furthermore, it's expensive too! 200ml for $3+. Sigh.
I dropped by Poh Kim video store. Bleah 4 anime is out! Cool! Shortly after I returned home, I unpacked and started watching Bleah and Fast and the furious. Sigh. I wanna learn my Japanese all over again! And I was thinking I wanna recover my black hair colour because I want to be like an Asian! Err..oki, lame, I'm an Asian.
Wauo. The highlight of the day wasn't all these stated above. Rather, I took out my drawing tools and started to draw again! I looked at the previous drawings in my portfolio sketchbook. It was gratifying. Brings back alot of nostalgic memories too.
For the whole evening, I used only colour pencils to draw. Somehow, it felt different. Perhaps I was demanding too much from myself. Took a picture of what I drew halfway and asked Clara for her opinion. Pretty guitly because she replied it's "very pretty". But my reply was flat.. Oops.
Guess I need to have more confidence in myself in whatever I do.
I managed to catch up with old friends today. Alan and Zarina. Glad to know they are doing fine individually.
Nightime, I witness some children playing these sparks sticks. Remember I used to love playing with them occassionally since Daddy got a lot of boxes of it. Times have changed. Nowadays theirs have this pitch-accelerating up-scale sound when the spark sticks are lighted.
It's been awhile since I've visited mummy. Thinking of her again. Reminiscing about times when she was around. I was drawing halfway when I recalled she used to be so proud of me for posessing a talent in art. Recall, she will always talk about me, to her colleagues and friends. I could imagine her friends might be congratulating her, having known I'm an accountant to be like she was.
Then again, I wondered if she was around, would she have objected to my degree in Accountancy. Nevertheless, she's a supportive mummy. Sigh. I can help missing her so badly.
Well well, there was another peaceful moment today when I thought about how Jason have changed, in tones of colour. The old JC student, I was painted blue and black : cool and unassuming. Currently, Jason have changed into orange and red : outgoing and energetic.
Funnily, I spared some thoughts for the next stage I'm going to "transform" myslef into. Perhaps black : stylish. Which I think might be too old for my age. Or most probably, gold and bronze bah.
:: Dale-lala, I wanna get my 8/10 from you!!
De one with a Weird Dream
The night before
It was about a funny dream with I had. Dreamt that I was still in the army. Same rank, segeant. However there were variation in the faces of my subordinates. There was a combo between my secondary school band malay juniors and one significantly notorious "problem" guy.
To much as I recall, I was the DI ("Duty Instructor") and we were in some marketplace!! Omg. Have no idea why we land up there. I was having a hard time getting the guys to fall in before marching them for lunch. Must be the stigma from all those army days.
End up, I got so pissed up when the guys all disappear for lunch on their own. Unfortunately, I managed to see the notorious guy whom I presumed to be the tribal chief, also the bloodboiling guy. I was so furious all the astonishing vulgarities came out of my mouth, I was superbly screwing the guy until he was speechless. Phew! My nerves were really popping with heavy pulse and my heart nearly missed a few beats because it was pounding angrily.
Not forgetting, I was shouting at my maximum volume. For a moment, I thought my throat's going to burst.
Amazing thing was I was invincibly "barking" like an infernor. Hehehe, what a weird dream. Never in my army life have I been angry. Not mentioning, even near furious.
It was about a funny dream with I had. Dreamt that I was still in the army. Same rank, segeant. However there were variation in the faces of my subordinates. There was a combo between my secondary school band malay juniors and one significantly notorious "problem" guy.
To much as I recall, I was the DI ("Duty Instructor") and we were in some marketplace!! Omg. Have no idea why we land up there. I was having a hard time getting the guys to fall in before marching them for lunch. Must be the stigma from all those army days.
End up, I got so pissed up when the guys all disappear for lunch on their own. Unfortunately, I managed to see the notorious guy whom I presumed to be the tribal chief, also the bloodboiling guy. I was so furious all the astonishing vulgarities came out of my mouth, I was superbly screwing the guy until he was speechless. Phew! My nerves were really popping with heavy pulse and my heart nearly missed a few beats because it was pounding angrily.
Not forgetting, I was shouting at my maximum volume. For a moment, I thought my throat's going to burst.
Amazing thing was I was invincibly "barking" like an infernor. Hehehe, what a weird dream. Never in my army life have I been angry. Not mentioning, even near furious.
Friday, November 17, 2006
De one with Facial After So Long
Sunshine
It's been a shocking day. I just realised I've grown fat! Omg. Must go on a diet. Executing my exercise plan, I went for an 8 km run yesterday. Today, I clocked another 3km. Tomorrow? Mac Ritchie, here I come!!
Had an appointment with Anna this afternoon. Looking back, it's been awhile (two months) since I last visit for facial. Apparantly, Anna had dispute with her partner in their partnership business at the AMK beauty clinic which I went there previously. Hence, she's doing her own business herself.
Heard that she's a free and easy person. Not that I'm kpo (Hokkien: busybody) but she was serving her other clients. Can you imagine, in between my facial session, she completed 4 customers. Of course, they were only here for eyebrown trimming. And hell lot of noise. But entertainment too lah. Alas! The world of women. Erm, spare one out of the 4, who was a groom to be tomorrow.
More or less, the facial treatment is the same. So if you wanna know more, just refer to my previous blog on facial. Oops! Must be kana infected with the influnces this afternoon. Look at me! I'm getting carried away!
Forgotten to state why I have missed my facial last month! For who know me, you should know better. For those who don't know, here's why.. it's because I was busy cramping for exams!
Hmm.. Anna introduced me to a new product which is supposedly one of the up coming and effective brands in the realm of facial products. It contains tomato extract and thus, good for clearing blackheads. Anna is very good at personal selling. But end up, I didn't buy anything because I needed time to consider. Wuao.. having studied marketing principles does help in making me a prudent consumer!
Today's session was abit painful since Anna said she will clear my blackheads as I don't have much pimples to squeeze. Ouch! All day long, Anna's been busy picking up calls. She kept apologising for having my treatment held up as she was picking up calls from interviewees for her friend's establishing beauty parlour.
Besides, she also had to deal with her other customers whom I mentioned earlier. After she was done, she asked if I wanted to trim my eyebrowns FOC. I said perhaps other times although deep down, I knew my eyebrowns need some trimming. All her clients were exclaiming and thanking Anna for her skills!
During the facial, Anna also conversed about how successful the owner of IKEA is. Do you know, IKEA sells around 5 thousand chicken wings per day? That's really crazy big money! Besides, she also mentioned about her children being smart enough to organise and celebrate their individual birthdays (kids, nowadays are really getting bright), and also asked what's the logic behind guys having their ears peirced only on the left side of the ear.
Sigh. One facial and I feel as if I'm lagging behind, considering I'm a rather vain and deemed metrosexual guy. There's alot more vain-ier people out there lor!
:p
It's been a shocking day. I just realised I've grown fat! Omg. Must go on a diet. Executing my exercise plan, I went for an 8 km run yesterday. Today, I clocked another 3km. Tomorrow? Mac Ritchie, here I come!!
Had an appointment with Anna this afternoon. Looking back, it's been awhile (two months) since I last visit for facial. Apparantly, Anna had dispute with her partner in their partnership business at the AMK beauty clinic which I went there previously. Hence, she's doing her own business herself.
Heard that she's a free and easy person. Not that I'm kpo (Hokkien: busybody) but she was serving her other clients. Can you imagine, in between my facial session, she completed 4 customers. Of course, they were only here for eyebrown trimming. And hell lot of noise. But entertainment too lah. Alas! The world of women. Erm, spare one out of the 4, who was a groom to be tomorrow.
More or less, the facial treatment is the same. So if you wanna know more, just refer to my previous blog on facial. Oops! Must be kana infected with the influnces this afternoon. Look at me! I'm getting carried away!
Forgotten to state why I have missed my facial last month! For who know me, you should know better. For those who don't know, here's why.. it's because I was busy cramping for exams!
Hmm.. Anna introduced me to a new product which is supposedly one of the up coming and effective brands in the realm of facial products. It contains tomato extract and thus, good for clearing blackheads. Anna is very good at personal selling. But end up, I didn't buy anything because I needed time to consider. Wuao.. having studied marketing principles does help in making me a prudent consumer!
Today's session was abit painful since Anna said she will clear my blackheads as I don't have much pimples to squeeze. Ouch! All day long, Anna's been busy picking up calls. She kept apologising for having my treatment held up as she was picking up calls from interviewees for her friend's establishing beauty parlour.
Besides, she also had to deal with her other customers whom I mentioned earlier. After she was done, she asked if I wanted to trim my eyebrowns FOC. I said perhaps other times although deep down, I knew my eyebrowns need some trimming. All her clients were exclaiming and thanking Anna for her skills!
During the facial, Anna also conversed about how successful the owner of IKEA is. Do you know, IKEA sells around 5 thousand chicken wings per day? That's really crazy big money! Besides, she also mentioned about her children being smart enough to organise and celebrate their individual birthdays (kids, nowadays are really getting bright), and also asked what's the logic behind guys having their ears peirced only on the left side of the ear.
Sigh. One facial and I feel as if I'm lagging behind, considering I'm a rather vain and deemed metrosexual guy. There's alot more vain-ier people out there lor!
:p
Tuesday, November 14, 2006
De one with Pulau Ubin
Sunny and wet grounds
It's a bright weather when I woke up around 0730 am. So, I decided to go for a 3km jog. After which I bathed, packed my bag and set off to meet the usual guys.
Went there at 12 pm. Supposed to be meeting at 11:45 am. However, on my way, Zhen Ze messaged me to notify that they will be late. End up, they came 10 mins later. Took bus 9 to Changi Village. Had our lunch at the marketplace where there's a famous Nasi Lemak store. Like what our knowledgeable Zhen Ze said, the sight of the long queue can't prove more that it is indeed famous Changi V Nasi Lemak!
Since the queue was too long and I wanted something light, I chose a simple chicken rice. It sucks. Ordered plum drink, end up it's kinda sweet. Haha.
Next was interesting, we took a boat across the sea as we embarked on my very first time to the magnificant Pulau Ubin, the Island of Granite. The boat fee was pretty cheap. 2 bucks per person. Cool. Traveling across the sea stirred flashbacks of my days when I was sitting on the ferry to Pulau Tekong during army days.
The first sight was familiar. It's the wooden bridge I used to see on TV when they filmed on the island. It didn't take very long to rent our bikes. They advised me to check the brakes on my back. Being clueless, I didn't know how to check. Before I knew it, I was about to find out why..
We were travelling from the east when we had to go through this steep gravel and orangy mud slope. It was my brakes didn't work efficiently and I wasn't sitting steadily on my back. As a result, I fell forward. Break fall with my palms and got them scratched. The good thing? The other parts of my body didn't get injured. Bad thing? My part of my berms got dirtied.
Hehe.. I must have been a very vain guy right? I was fretting more over my stained berms then my bleeding palms.
Well, from the instant I fell, I anticipated that I was going to bleed. The guys kept asking whether I was hurt. Erm.. seriously, it was bearable until I washed the wound.
The whole trip was very fun. There were challenging moments when faced with up slopes. Particularly, two route. I enjoyed the trip totally. Was expecting lots of mosquito bites. Surprisingly, there was little. All thanks to my insect repellant. Really great! It's been effective throughout NS!!
We passed by this Thai temple. Don't know why but I have developed a practice to pray. Especially the 4-faced Bhurma. Well, I didn't kneel. Partly because I was wearing a white berms. And secondly, I wasn't praying with any joss sticks. Compensating, I dropped a token of donation.
In addition, I also learnt alot more about the functions of front and back brakes and the operation of the range of gears for the bike. It was alot complicated compared to the ones I experienced with the bike I rent at East Coast and Pasir Ris Park.
Had a tiring day. We went back to the ferry terminal to change into our fresh clothings. After which we took bus 59, in hope of getting to Tampines. Ended up, we dined at Toa Payoh. Haha.
After which I went back Bishan to get the VCDS and SIMS installation codes. Went home, turned out my lappy while I bathed. Intended to wait for Zhen Ze to send me the details for application of job. As I waited, I dozed off.
That's the reason to account why I'm only blogging what happened yesterday, today.
As for today, I didn't do much. My back muscle ache. Not forgetting the wounds on my palms. Everybody kept asking how was my palms. My reply was "it's pain but bearable".
Watched one of my old time favourite show, "Waterboys". It's the reason why I want to slim down. SIgh. I'm losing my tan. Gotta go sun bathing soon!
It's a day for resting today. Thanks guys, for the enjoyable trip. Can't wait for my second experienced!
It's a bright weather when I woke up around 0730 am. So, I decided to go for a 3km jog. After which I bathed, packed my bag and set off to meet the usual guys.
Went there at 12 pm. Supposed to be meeting at 11:45 am. However, on my way, Zhen Ze messaged me to notify that they will be late. End up, they came 10 mins later. Took bus 9 to Changi Village. Had our lunch at the marketplace where there's a famous Nasi Lemak store. Like what our knowledgeable Zhen Ze said, the sight of the long queue can't prove more that it is indeed famous Changi V Nasi Lemak!
Since the queue was too long and I wanted something light, I chose a simple chicken rice. It sucks. Ordered plum drink, end up it's kinda sweet. Haha.
Next was interesting, we took a boat across the sea as we embarked on my very first time to the magnificant Pulau Ubin, the Island of Granite. The boat fee was pretty cheap. 2 bucks per person. Cool. Traveling across the sea stirred flashbacks of my days when I was sitting on the ferry to Pulau Tekong during army days.
The first sight was familiar. It's the wooden bridge I used to see on TV when they filmed on the island. It didn't take very long to rent our bikes. They advised me to check the brakes on my back. Being clueless, I didn't know how to check. Before I knew it, I was about to find out why..
We were travelling from the east when we had to go through this steep gravel and orangy mud slope. It was my brakes didn't work efficiently and I wasn't sitting steadily on my back. As a result, I fell forward. Break fall with my palms and got them scratched. The good thing? The other parts of my body didn't get injured. Bad thing? My part of my berms got dirtied.
Hehe.. I must have been a very vain guy right? I was fretting more over my stained berms then my bleeding palms.
Well, from the instant I fell, I anticipated that I was going to bleed. The guys kept asking whether I was hurt. Erm.. seriously, it was bearable until I washed the wound.
The whole trip was very fun. There were challenging moments when faced with up slopes. Particularly, two route. I enjoyed the trip totally. Was expecting lots of mosquito bites. Surprisingly, there was little. All thanks to my insect repellant. Really great! It's been effective throughout NS!!
We passed by this Thai temple. Don't know why but I have developed a practice to pray. Especially the 4-faced Bhurma. Well, I didn't kneel. Partly because I was wearing a white berms. And secondly, I wasn't praying with any joss sticks. Compensating, I dropped a token of donation.
In addition, I also learnt alot more about the functions of front and back brakes and the operation of the range of gears for the bike. It was alot complicated compared to the ones I experienced with the bike I rent at East Coast and Pasir Ris Park.
Had a tiring day. We went back to the ferry terminal to change into our fresh clothings. After which we took bus 59, in hope of getting to Tampines. Ended up, we dined at Toa Payoh. Haha.
After which I went back Bishan to get the VCDS and SIMS installation codes. Went home, turned out my lappy while I bathed. Intended to wait for Zhen Ze to send me the details for application of job. As I waited, I dozed off.
That's the reason to account why I'm only blogging what happened yesterday, today.
As for today, I didn't do much. My back muscle ache. Not forgetting the wounds on my palms. Everybody kept asking how was my palms. My reply was "it's pain but bearable".
Watched one of my old time favourite show, "Waterboys". It's the reason why I want to slim down. SIgh. I'm losing my tan. Gotta go sun bathing soon!
It's a day for resting today. Thanks guys, for the enjoyable trip. Can't wait for my second experienced!
Sunday, November 12, 2006
De one with Hospital visit
Rainless Sunday
Got a shock? It's not me being hospitalised! Instead, I paid my uncle a visit at SGH this early afternoon, with the accompany of my cousin, Jasmine.
Early morning had a fulfilling 8km run. And I feel lighter today. Haha. Unfortunately, Jasmine bought Nasi Lemak for my breakfast. There goes my effort in the run.
Before today, I kept thinking that my uncle had his cardio surgery at TTSH. End up, it's actually at SGH. For a moment, I forgot that SGH has got the top specialised in cardiology.
The poor fellow was sleeping in ICU today when we visit him. Well, actually I didn't want to go. Because I knew I would feel so outta place since I wasn't close to him. Sometimes at loggerheads. However, for the sake of kinship, I had to make my appearance. Sigh.
Respect is the word. I had to call him everytime I see him. Which I feel it weird and "extra". Anyway, in the name of Respect. I had no choice but to do so despite the absence of acknowledgement from the suffering man. Perhaps, he is tired, I told myself this.
Mama (my aunt), Papa (my uncle in law) and Jasmine brought me to Pearl Centre to eat. They were saying the "Yong Tao Hu" was famous. Sigh. It does brought back some memories of that "last person I'd ever want to be reminded about". I didn't want to eat anything filling. Hence, I ordered some dim sum. Gosh. Mama complained about the wooden chopsticks were mouldy. Papa was talkative as usual.
I don't really know. Yet somehow, I felt.. My family is obsolete from the main family. It's like Jasmine and Mama are the ones in charge of the family now. Omg. I shouldn't think this way. Perhaps it's because They are the ones who are actively bearing the burden of the family issues. Mummy used to be here. Now, we're trying to cope without her. I'm a hypersentimental guy. Inevitably, it's why I take more time to move on.
We accompanied Mama until 4pm when Uncle is being tranferred to a High Dependency ward (the second highest in the hierarchy of Intensive care department). Took Tranisland bus 851 to Thompson Plaza where Jasmine and I shopped for a new pair of heels for her to wear for work.
We also got the rest of the family dinner too. Not too bad a day.
Got a shock? It's not me being hospitalised! Instead, I paid my uncle a visit at SGH this early afternoon, with the accompany of my cousin, Jasmine.
Early morning had a fulfilling 8km run. And I feel lighter today. Haha. Unfortunately, Jasmine bought Nasi Lemak for my breakfast. There goes my effort in the run.
Before today, I kept thinking that my uncle had his cardio surgery at TTSH. End up, it's actually at SGH. For a moment, I forgot that SGH has got the top specialised in cardiology.
The poor fellow was sleeping in ICU today when we visit him. Well, actually I didn't want to go. Because I knew I would feel so outta place since I wasn't close to him. Sometimes at loggerheads. However, for the sake of kinship, I had to make my appearance. Sigh.
Respect is the word. I had to call him everytime I see him. Which I feel it weird and "extra". Anyway, in the name of Respect. I had no choice but to do so despite the absence of acknowledgement from the suffering man. Perhaps, he is tired, I told myself this.
Mama (my aunt), Papa (my uncle in law) and Jasmine brought me to Pearl Centre to eat. They were saying the "Yong Tao Hu" was famous. Sigh. It does brought back some memories of that "last person I'd ever want to be reminded about". I didn't want to eat anything filling. Hence, I ordered some dim sum. Gosh. Mama complained about the wooden chopsticks were mouldy. Papa was talkative as usual.
I don't really know. Yet somehow, I felt.. My family is obsolete from the main family. It's like Jasmine and Mama are the ones in charge of the family now. Omg. I shouldn't think this way. Perhaps it's because They are the ones who are actively bearing the burden of the family issues. Mummy used to be here. Now, we're trying to cope without her. I'm a hypersentimental guy. Inevitably, it's why I take more time to move on.
We accompanied Mama until 4pm when Uncle is being tranferred to a High Dependency ward (the second highest in the hierarchy of Intensive care department). Took Tranisland bus 851 to Thompson Plaza where Jasmine and I shopped for a new pair of heels for her to wear for work.
We also got the rest of the family dinner too. Not too bad a day.
Saturday, November 11, 2006
De one with Quilt
Storm and cold weather
Today I didn't step out of house. Early morning, I watched "Cars" on vcd. Mama have been bugging me to visit my Uncle who's hospitalised having underwent a heart bypass. It's been 3 days since the operation.
Ah ma has been very troubled since Wednesday when my Uncle got admitted to the hospital. She kept praying to the altar and ancestor's tablet every hour. The old lady would jump and rush for the house phone whenever it rings. Noticed the endless motherly love she's displayed through her actions. Sigh.
Partially, I was empathising with ah ma. Staying at home for the past 3 days wasn't enough. So I decided to find something to occupy her. I asked ah ma to teach me how to do a quilt.
I've always find quilt fascinating. It was one of the very impressive and magnificant art I've seen during my young age. What left a significant impression was this story book which I pocessed. The title of the short story book was "Granny". It was about a boy who spent time with the granny. One day, due to age-sickness, the Granny passed away. However, she left a self-made quilt for the grandson.
I love the story alot. Kinda related myself to how much I was closed to my ahma. She pampers me, buys me whatever I want and brings me to watch my favourite chinese opera shows at temples and 7th Month festivals events, like those mentioned in the story. And it is from the storybook which I first learnt that ahma might be gone one day. Ever since, I've started crying everytime I think of my ahma.
Having read the story a ellion times, grannies were associated with quilts unexplainably. I had one at home. It was a gift from my cousin's friend's granny. Treasured the quilt alot. Kept me warm during the monsoon period when it gets cold at night and the normal cotton blanket can't help much to shield the chill. However, it was "growing short" as I've grown taller.
I decided to make one myself. Initially, a couple months ago, I thought of making one for Sweet. But, well..anyway, I embarked on my start to making my quilt. I begun with cutting the triangular patches. This didn't pose a problem because I enjoyed cutting things and am pretty good with cutting.
The great part of the day was learning how to work with the sewing machine. Easy? nope. It was the traditional Singer-brand sewing machine. Just a desktop kinda thing which all work is done by hand. Not those with step works from your feet (though I have that at my house). I discovered a couple of astoundingly amazing things.
1: I didn't know how simple was threading a needle until ah ma told me to use a threading device. With it, you slot the pointed wire loop throught the hole of the needle, slot the thread through the loop and pull the wire loop out of the needle hole. And cha chang! Your needle is threaded. To think I used to fred, depending on my eyesight and luck to thread a needle. Ooo, not forgetting the hussle of trying to converge the threat head to enable a smooth, easy penetration through the needle.
2: Ahma imparted me with the necessary skills to position the cloths for sewing, about the upper thread which is connected to the needle, and the lower thread which is connected to a roller hidden beneath. About appropriate usage of the stabilising footer to hold on and guide your cloth. And the way to pull allowances and cut the excessive threads.
3: I had no idea that you must tighten the knob so that the sewing needle can work.
4: I was clueless on how to replace the lower thread when it was depleted. And getting the lower thread to come out from the lower hole even after replacing roll of lower thread. Hehe. Ah ma taught me must turn the hand wheel and cha chang! Simple it is as the lower thread appeal. Previously, I went through all the trouble to get the thread out manually. Omg!
5: Conventional method, I rolled the thread onto the depleted roll. Ah ma taught me a surprising way of fixing the empty roller onto a component located near the handwheel. Replenishing the filling of thread just by turning the handwheel. Wuao!!
After stitching near 100 pieces of the fragments, ah ma taught me to iron the allowanced flaps of the joint fragments so that it will turn out to be flat on the under-side. Cousin came back during the afternoon. Helped her ironed her shawl since she was in the rush to attend a company's dinenr and dance function.
Worked from after till evening. It was tedious work!!
I cooked dinner for the three of us. Ah ma, Jimson and me. Washed the utensils too. Man, I feel so hearty today!!
Today I didn't step out of house. Early morning, I watched "Cars" on vcd. Mama have been bugging me to visit my Uncle who's hospitalised having underwent a heart bypass. It's been 3 days since the operation.
Ah ma has been very troubled since Wednesday when my Uncle got admitted to the hospital. She kept praying to the altar and ancestor's tablet every hour. The old lady would jump and rush for the house phone whenever it rings. Noticed the endless motherly love she's displayed through her actions. Sigh.
Partially, I was empathising with ah ma. Staying at home for the past 3 days wasn't enough. So I decided to find something to occupy her. I asked ah ma to teach me how to do a quilt.
I've always find quilt fascinating. It was one of the very impressive and magnificant art I've seen during my young age. What left a significant impression was this story book which I pocessed. The title of the short story book was "Granny". It was about a boy who spent time with the granny. One day, due to age-sickness, the Granny passed away. However, she left a self-made quilt for the grandson.
I love the story alot. Kinda related myself to how much I was closed to my ahma. She pampers me, buys me whatever I want and brings me to watch my favourite chinese opera shows at temples and 7th Month festivals events, like those mentioned in the story. And it is from the storybook which I first learnt that ahma might be gone one day. Ever since, I've started crying everytime I think of my ahma.
Having read the story a ellion times, grannies were associated with quilts unexplainably. I had one at home. It was a gift from my cousin's friend's granny. Treasured the quilt alot. Kept me warm during the monsoon period when it gets cold at night and the normal cotton blanket can't help much to shield the chill. However, it was "growing short" as I've grown taller.
I decided to make one myself. Initially, a couple months ago, I thought of making one for Sweet. But, well..anyway, I embarked on my start to making my quilt. I begun with cutting the triangular patches. This didn't pose a problem because I enjoyed cutting things and am pretty good with cutting.
The great part of the day was learning how to work with the sewing machine. Easy? nope. It was the traditional Singer-brand sewing machine. Just a desktop kinda thing which all work is done by hand. Not those with step works from your feet (though I have that at my house). I discovered a couple of astoundingly amazing things.
1: I didn't know how simple was threading a needle until ah ma told me to use a threading device. With it, you slot the pointed wire loop throught the hole of the needle, slot the thread through the loop and pull the wire loop out of the needle hole. And cha chang! Your needle is threaded. To think I used to fred, depending on my eyesight and luck to thread a needle. Ooo, not forgetting the hussle of trying to converge the threat head to enable a smooth, easy penetration through the needle.
2: Ahma imparted me with the necessary skills to position the cloths for sewing, about the upper thread which is connected to the needle, and the lower thread which is connected to a roller hidden beneath. About appropriate usage of the stabilising footer to hold on and guide your cloth. And the way to pull allowances and cut the excessive threads.
3: I had no idea that you must tighten the knob so that the sewing needle can work.
4: I was clueless on how to replace the lower thread when it was depleted. And getting the lower thread to come out from the lower hole even after replacing roll of lower thread. Hehe. Ah ma taught me must turn the hand wheel and cha chang! Simple it is as the lower thread appeal. Previously, I went through all the trouble to get the thread out manually. Omg!
5: Conventional method, I rolled the thread onto the depleted roll. Ah ma taught me a surprising way of fixing the empty roller onto a component located near the handwheel. Replenishing the filling of thread just by turning the handwheel. Wuao!!
After stitching near 100 pieces of the fragments, ah ma taught me to iron the allowanced flaps of the joint fragments so that it will turn out to be flat on the under-side. Cousin came back during the afternoon. Helped her ironed her shawl since she was in the rush to attend a company's dinenr and dance function.
Worked from after till evening. It was tedious work!!
I cooked dinner for the three of us. Ah ma, Jimson and me. Washed the utensils too. Man, I feel so hearty today!!
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