pressies

feeling all Chrismassy? yeah if only there wasn't work tmr...ah well..

jus got back from family gathering and opened my presents, this yr's seems not too bad, nothing flashy or expensive but all functional and stuff i'll use which i'm happy about...
-got an electric toothbrush (woo hoo!!) for me the slack piece of shit
-a John Grisham book
-3 Cathay movie vouchers (weird number..2 or 4 woulda been better but oh well)
-a 32 disc CD case/holder thingy (Which i've actually been needing to get)
-a key pouch/holder whatever u call it (though i have an identical one)
-and a Bvlgari cologne which i'm quite happy about since i forgot to bring my hugo one back from Perth

so all in all, quite a useful haul this christmas, I'd say thanks but none of my relatives read this

oh yah won 50 bucks in Mahjong too so yeeah

Work Beckons

boo hoo

U know about all the flooding that happened on tuesdays which submerged all the florists along thomson road?? Well to be honest i didn't till my mom told me on fri...goes to show how cut off from the world i am at work...aniwae that aside....theres a big story in the lifestyle section of the sunday times today about the floods, saying how the damage for each florist is estimated at over a million and all that, the effort they have to expend to get the businesses back on track...
well seriously, i do sympathise wif their plight, but now that media coverage is so high, i'm sure their orders will increase as pple look to help them recover, according to the report, only 20% cancelled their orders or somewhat, Singaporeans are a sentimental bunch sometimes...

sooo, besides the huge huge cleaning up and logistical effort, i really don't see what the problem is that makes them wanna cry or watever....what the news and the owners conveniently fail to inform us about is that every single one of them is insured, and so at the end of the day, all their losses are covered by whichever companies unlucky enuff to insure them. How do i know this, well my mom's company insures Far East Flora which has 3 branches along thomson, so the bill is gonna be fucking high, and she was complaning as i was sending her to mahjong on fri that her company was making losses every year..

I really don't have a point..I know i'm just rambling but fuckit, its my blog

oh and Merry Christmas i guess

the horror...the horror

the fucking crowd in town is unbelievable...last nite was at borders, managed to pick up a present or 2, and i went to the info counter to ask if they had Orwell's 1984 cos I've never actually read it and i wanted to..So the girl says wait she'll check then goes off and comes back 5 mins later saying sorry its not on the shelves, this freakin kid who can't be more than 18 proceeds to ask me if i want any other George Orwell books, 'have you read Animal Farm?' well u dumbo yes i have fucking read animal farm wtf do u think i am..illiterate?

now i realise this whole episode is kinda making something out of nothing and the girl was jus trying to be helpful..but thats what walking in orchard road can do to u...messes up ur head

and the creative salespple are really really screwed..they shld really rethink hiring 16yr olds...o at least give them sufficient training b4 unleashing them on the holiday crowd...

oh and a prize for anyone who can tell me who said the quote which makes up the title of this post..'the horror, the horror'...all u ignorant pple out there

wtf lar

Jus found out that the SJI Fencing Academy from now on will not have any old boys or any of the old coaches involved with it, the running has passed to the China coaches currently employed....WTF....fuck man...what in the fuck is the world coming to

School Rally

Verse 1:
All through our college
A voice is resounding
Promptly respond to your duty's sweet call
Harken you all for the trumpet is sounding
Your mater's proclaiming
Her watch word to all
Chorus:
Forward her children dear
Ever with heart sincere
Render with joy to your mater her due
All that is vile reject
Heaven will e'er protect
Sons of St Joseph's
Valiant and True
Verse 2
Onwards and upwards in life's earnest battle
Joyously bearing the brunt of the fight
Nobly forgiving for all that may pain you
And bravely defending the cause of the right

what a world

Apparently theres this clip making its rounds on youtube showing this incident on 24 aug when a china guy stabbed his friend/girlfriend watever 20 plus times....i didn't know about this obviously cos i wasn't ard....and yes its china pple(hah)...but lets not go there right now...theres apparently a hoo hah whether ornot the video shld have actually been posted up...well i don't see anything wrong wif that, but thats not what i want to talk about

Watching the video, i realise that if one day somewhere i get attacked by a crazy idiot, or robbed, or God forbid raped(!!!), i can't depend on my fellow s'poreans for help, at least noone under the age of 40. If something like this happened at Raffles Place, I guarantee you i'll bleed to death from my wounds before anyone in their shirts, ties and powersuits intervene.

The only pple u can depend on for help are uncles, those 50 plus yr old guys that sit ard at coffeeshops, or jus go about their daily business without the rest of S'pore noticing them. They are the ones that will fight off ur attacker, that will call the police, and will try to tend to ur wounds (maybe, not sure about that). The rest will just walk on by, slowing maybe to look and then decide its not of their business, or even better, jus stand ard at a distance watching the show. Now i can't say which category i'll be in simply because i've never been in that situation before, so perhaps i can't judge, but then again. Its stuff like this that makes me ashamed of my fellow S'poreans and makes a mockery of any claims of being a 'caring' society

What Bullshit

blogging @ work

yeah yeah I'm blogging from work...shhhh....I think in my own stange little way i try and push the boundaries that much further everyday. Right now its 945am, I haven't done any work since, oh after lunch yesterday, I'm on msn, reading blogs and thinking about the weekend. i'm trying to type properly with my hand on the alt - tab keys.

That aside, theres a couple of blogs that i read rather frequently. Why? I don't know, cos i'm bored probably. Other than those from my frens, theres Ian from www.socialapathy.blogspot.com whom I actually have on my MSN and though I don't know him personally I do respect quite a bit for his views. And theres www.blinkymummy.blogspot.com ...don't exactly know her name though, but yeah I do like reading hers too. Don't give me stupid celebrity bloggers (one springs to mind with the initials XX) and don't give me blogs with bad english. Call me snobbish but i can't stand reading bad grammar. My horrendous Mandarin is another issue altogether, but I'd very much rather be good in English than Chinese...We're in Singapore, not China.
Anyway reading backdated posts from blinkymummy and theres smth that i think is hilarious. Its about feminism, equality of the sexes and the male/female divide, and this part i like:

FUCK!!!
I hate having to be associated with females in general.
I'm innocent of all female convictions!!
I really am!!!!
I make my own money.
I buy my own car.
I carry my own bag.
If the bag gets too heavy, I know it's time to remove some shit.
I pay for my own food and drinks.
In fact, I pay for his share too.


Don't you just love her, especially the part about the bag getting too heavy, it makes sense doesn't it.
i guess i don't really have anything personally against the members of the opposite sex...now if only they could start driving properly

Oh and back to my China point, fucking china men and women and everywhere these days. Was at the MRT barriers/gates/whatever u call them yesterday and these 2 chinamen were standing on the opposite sides, 4m from each other and talking so loud u'd think they were in fucking dbl O.
now i've got nothing against China pple...
Oh who am i kidding, I fucking hate them, and i bet all my frens in NTU engineering do too. They're loud, smelly ( i assume from lack of personal hygiene) and fucking everywhere like cockroaches. and they seriously need to start wearing proper clothes. No matter how rich/poor they are, u can spot one from a mile off. I guess u can take the Chinaman out of China, but u can't ever take the China out of the Chinaman eh.

Now u may think i'm being hypocritical here..Do you? maybe? or mebbe noone even reads my blog. Whatever the case, u may think that hey this guy studys in Australia..

Oh no i think the point that i was gonna make isn't very valid... i was gonna say that for me. i go to perth cos i have to study there. It wasn't my ideal choice, yeah who asked me to fuck up my As. I may not be "Aussie" but i think i integrate pretty ok. That said, this stay there will only be temporary. I'll finish up my studies and come back to the rat race here, not because i can't wait to come back to S'pore, but because its where my home and family is. I may have better prospects over in Oz, but then I'll have to live with the feeling of not actually belonging to the place, cos however long u stay there, it will never be 'home'.

Now i was gonna compare this to China pple, but then i guess rationally speaking, they have no desire to be here either, They come here to work, to study, and mebbe fuck off back to their village when they're done. So i guess in that way, I'm not so different from them? 'Shudder'

But but...there IS one saving grace for me though....at least i fucking SPEAK ENGLISH







and oh since i have time, lets just continue. Its my one year anniversary. Its been one year or thereabouts since i got piss drunk. Have i blogged about this?? i have no idea..can't rem...but its time to relive the moment, my one and only time.
Basically goes smth like that...went to Momo wif elaine and peihui and peihui\s frens came along...went in, opened bottles (think it was Remy and Martell??)...then the girls disappeared dunno where, i'm left there chatting wif guys whom i don't know and will never meet again, till in a moment of extreme clarity, i realise to myself that 'fuck me if i'm paying so much for alcohol i might as well drink it' After which i proceed to drink as much remy and martell that i can handle, and when peihui's fren (forgot his name) suggest that we open summore bottle(s)? I reluctantly assented, reinforcing my determination to drink my money\s worth.....so cut to about 230am. I' m sitting down nicely on the sofa, music is blaring but i'm in my own little nice and comfy world. chattin wif the girls and i think 1 or 2 guys which i've gotten to know. Drank quite alot already, decided i need to pee, so i get up, make my way to the toilet (i'm still fine at this point)
At the urinal, i'm standing there, peeing, and suddenly this overwhelming feeling of dizziness hits me and i'm thinking oh shit my head hurts....so i go out, decide to head out of momo for a rest, and plonk myself on some wooden bench or smth outside.
This is where it all goes to hell...my body decides that its had enuff shit in it, and so nicely decides to purge everything out. I sit there for about 45 mins, puking my guts out every 10 mins or so. At this point i don't give a shit whos watching, but i'm jus another hopeless drunk idiot at this point. at about 3 or so i get a call from peihui asking where i am , and i reply i'm outside jus getting some air, after which i proceed to puke again. at 3 plus mebbe 4 they all come out looking for me...and find me doubled over, delirious. I insist i'm alrite (don't all drunks do)...and peihui goes off to get the car (she didn't drink that nite bless her).....i'm not sure who tried to carry/support me to the main road, but i stagger there, and sit by the roadside, another volley of puke comes up.......peihui arrives in the car and wants to send me home. I refuse and jus sit there, now at this point i've lost control of my bodily functions but my mind still remains sharpish, i can reason to myself that i better not get into the car in case i puke all over the seats, and if i did i'd feel extremely guilty.
So i remain on the kerb. Peihui goes off to get some water for me, elaines still there i think asking me if i'm alrite.....i sit there, sipping water and puking till 5 plus if u believe it, then i decide yeah i better go off i think i'm alrite

So peihui drives me off, my mind is clear enuff to offer directions. We get to my place, and elaine and peihui proceed to carry me to my gate. I thank them profusely and stagger in, going to the toilet and puking all over again. I remain there on my toilet floor, fully clothed, for about half an hr, before realising that shit i better bathe my aunt's gonna wake up soon. So i bathe, while trying to wash off wahtver puke / smoke i've accumulated on my clothes. I finish, open the door and lo and behold my aunt has woken up. She asks how come my clothes are all wet and i say oh i was washing them. i go to my room, collapse and my bed and wake up a few hrs wif a massive fucking headache. its lunchtime, my dad has bought back kway chap, and actually i think this is the dumbest thing i did the whole episode....i proceed to eat the whole packet of it.....bad idea..after lunch...i try going to sleep again, but apparently my body decides to rebel again, and i spend the next few hrs vomitting intermittently

so tadah....my one and only experience whereby i completely got piss drunk. Didn't happen before, hasn't happened since, though in this one year i 've hardly drank at all....comparatively aniwae...

ok goodness i think i better get back to work

hope this post was suitably enjoyed

Well Well Mr ong

listening to the radio in the morn on the way to work think 2 days ago...Class 95....Glenn Ong was saying smth about why the big hoohah about foreign talent winning the medals for S'pore when we shld all be happy for them and our country since they're Singaporeans. He then compared the situation to other countries such as the US whereby all its citizens are or rather were once immigrants and now they're damn zhai in sports something to that effect..

Well hello Mr. Ong, its like a totally diff thing altogether and any idiot will know that. Pple migrate to other countries, and then because they have a particular skill, such as in a sport, they are recognised and represent their country, though this is more likely to be their sons (think Zidane, or the whole damn French team). We on the other hand are specially bringing in pple just on the basis of their sporting talent to become S'pore citizens and thats all. And wtf lar...i think u get my point.....

Glenn Ong has come a long long way since I used to love him on the late show on Perfect 10 during my Secondary days...He used to have his own opinions and fucked care everyone and anyone else. Since then, all hes become is yet another mouthpiece for the establishment, while putting it in his 'I'm so indie I'm Glenn Ong' manner.... Ah well, its taken quite a number of years but my respect for him has completely evaporated..not that it matters but it does to me

piano man

managed to catch Billy Joel in concert about a month ago...I'm glad i did, prob since h won't come to Spore and hes semi retired now, won't get to see him again.
It was a good concert, lots of songs from memory lane, the kind that u hear on gold 90 fm and mebbe class while driving at night which i love to do. This is the chorus from Piano Man, he did this for the encore, the final song of the night and the whole place was singing along to it. not exactly in the league of Oasis but like u know, i'm biased


Sing us a song,
you're the piano man
Sing us a song tonight
Well, were all in the mood for a melody
And youve got us feelin alright




that aside, how in the world do i stay awake in the office, esp after lunch....i keep nodding off

ants

this sucks...been sick the past few days wif cough...but still going to work tmr....they should be honoured...if this was sch or even ns i'd be stayin home def......and.....jus dropped a strepsil somewhere ard my room and now i can't find it....and i have a phobia of ants crawling into my ear as i sleep don't ask me why...shit

TGIF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

are we really so desperate for sporting achievement that every medal we win is won by pple that have only spent the last few years in s'pore?
i'd rather we suck in sports but have actual SINGAPOREANS competing rather than bluddy china pple...they're fucking everywhere...in our schools, in our workplaces, in our shopping centres, they're like fucking cockroaches....but thats just me

started work today...dunnno why the fuck they want me to start on a fucking thursday...instead of monday like normal pple....work is fucked...seriously.....morning briefing lasted almost 2 hrs...wif 1 hr spent by 3 pple taking turns to remind us (4 temps) that we must arrive punctually, take only ONE hour lunch breaks, not go back early, work hard...blah blah....the work is fucking boring but i expected that...i work there long enuff i'll go mad i guarantee.....that aside....firstly,i'm not a bluddy jc student or some fucking beng i have common sense and i don't slack...openly at least....

secondly..honestly...u pay peanuts u get monkeys....u gimme work i'll do it...i won't sleep at my table or watever but i won't freaking rush through it either...u expect me to bust my balls for ur company? sure pay me more than the shit i get now
i don't understand why pple have to bluddy rush thru their work...fucking spoil market....this fucking work is neverending...u can finish everything they give u in record ime and there'll still be a million things to do....i'm not saying work slowly...i'm just saying work at a reasonable pace...fucking idiot

oh well

right now..i'm heavier than i've been for the past 2 or 3 years...put on a few kg which somehow i need to shed...but to my aunt taht stays wif me everytime i come back i've lost weight...whether ornot thats the case which in this one definitely isn't...so aniwae shes got this idea in her head that i always starve myself or watever but its jus that cos i go out alot and eat dinner and supper outside and wake up late so i don't eat lunch...which further reinforces her belief....soooo...whenever i'm back shes forever forcing food down my throat.....drives me nuts sometimes...thou i know its cos she cares of cos...but still...argh

jus found out one of my aunts may have cancer...ovarian / colon i'm not too sure what exactly......its quite fucked actually hearing her talk about all the tests that she has to go thru....one after another and another....fucked as in this shouldn't be happening to her....that said i have to admit i'm a little worried myself....my family...esp my moms side has a history of whatever u can think of...cancer, high blood pressure...the lot....need to drink more red wine i think....but that aside....i do hope everything will be alrite...not that typing it on my blog is gonna solve anything but let me just type whatever i want to....i'd say que sera sera and i'm not being flippant....its just that these sorts of things u really can't control...jus gotta hope for the best and work from there