i think it's bloody therapeutic to be in Singapore at 6pm on the eve of chinese new year

simply because, like someone has pressed the mute button on the celestial remote control, the whole island becomes ghostly quiet - roads are empty, shops are closed, no one's walking about, no damn kids running around playing teng-teng and the birds are all nesting somewhere in the trees,

these sounds are replaced by the more tolerable clicks of bowls and glasses, of chopsticks scraping the last bits of abalone from the bottom of the bowl and mahjong tiles clattering around (this one has potential of not being totally tolerable at 2 am)

and i get to go to mustafa centre thrice in four days

gong xi fa cai  ¶ 11:39 pm 0 comments

 

backaches's back?


wasted a couple of hours waiting for these buggers who came, posed a bit, answered a couple of questions and left,

ended up with empty notepad, backache, nonsense photos,

that's not all, a security personnel at the airport actually singled me out and decided that my possessions should be checked - i mean there are literally hundreds of people and i was wearing my pass but he had to pick me:


policeman - "what's in your bag?" (it's huge bag in green good for dumping anything and everything inside quickly)
me- "god knows" - (i really don't know, cos i have tons of things inside, old tissue paper, camera bag, overdue library books, pens, pencils, charger, )
policeman - "i will have to search it"
me - "go ahead" ( and i handed him the bag)
policeman - "no, u open it for me" (i think he's scared i wired the bag's zipper to a motion sensitive explosive device)
so he proceeds to sieve through my back, which of course didnt' contain anything substantial
policeman - "u have identification?" (looking at me but trying to check out my pass)
me - "you looking at it right?"
policeman - "yah, i know, but what about other identification?"
me - "you do know that i exchanged my only identity card for this pass right?" (now i'm beginning to lose patience, cos i see a man with a bigger bag and admittedly more suspicious looking than me - not that i'm suspicious looking of course, go past a couple of policemen without them blinking)
policeman - "of course but any other identification?"
me - "no, i'm only issued one identity card"
policeman - "ohhh i see, well, thank you."

i know he's doing his job, but come on, don't do it dumbly and worse, isn't it scary,
knowing that if i was a real bomber, i could have hidden the bomb in my camera bag and this dumb person wouldn't have a clue?  ¶ 12:36 am 0 comments

  if you guys have nothing to do next saturday and want some clubbing, lots of hot babes, lots of hunks, maybe free handphones go for this fashion show organised by my friends at dxo k,

http://www.motorolablackcarnival.com/


say my name only, confirm can get in, (lying ah, just go sign up for the passes online)  ¶ 11:44 pm 0 comments

  alien dust bunnies

i guess many have heard about the successful NASA mission by now - the one where they've brought home the "first samples of interstellar dust particles" from outer space, yada yada yada



spectacular right? however, the scientists from uc berkeley now are baffled by the sheer enormity of the task to literally sieve through the dust collected under a microscope that they've posted the images online and are calling out for volunteers from around the world to help them look for alien dust bunnies

for anyone who has nothing better to do and want to be part of history, go to the stardust website to find out how you can join in the search and good luck  ¶ 12:10 pm 0 comments

  where's wally?



the one who finds wally gets to buy me a bowl of tampines s-11 yong tau foo  ¶ 11:30 am 0 comments

  i lost my ring yesterday, it must have slipped off my finger in the heavy downpour, silly me - i only realised the naked finger after comfortably sitting myself in the humble one room apartment belonging to the sweet hokkien woman who plied us with winter melon tea and juicy chinese apples, three for one dollar she says

hell, it was all i could do to wait for us to be done with our interviews before i retraced my steps in the rain, but always, with a growing disbelief in my heart that i'll ever find it, i mean, what are the chances right,

the ring was of insignificant value in money terms, but as echoed by many who's lost something sentimental, as cliched as it sound, you can't put a price to good memories

so i walked, from pavement to staircase to grass patch, with my mates, looking for the shiny sparkle that would reflect the sliver of sunlight from the skies, all the while the rain kept on her steady drizzle

i'm never for dramatics, and this is definitely an indulgence, but i found my ring, in a side drain, wedge between pieces of graphite, and nothing else looked more beautiful at that moment,  ¶ 1:44 am 0 comments

 

green street hooligans

this movie rocks, simply because it potrays with stark realism the violence that goes on in British football - so you get to see believable vinny jones and roy keane like thugs who beat the shit out of rival gangs or as they call it over there, firms, simply to hold on to past glories and to maintain their firm's reputation

of course, it's kinda sad to see Froddo Baggins playing the american who kicked ass with the brit football hooligans, isn't he a tad dainty? but maybe he was casted because he could be kicked around and punched square in the face and yet maintain his fin, in any case, he redeemed himself with some good acting

in green street hooligans, director lexi alexander manages to mix violence and humour without being preachy, balancing delicately the human qualities and dignity of the thugs without glorifying their futile cause

catch the movie when it's out, the english wry wit alone makes it worth its ticket price  ¶ 3:44 am 0 comments

 

check your fucking bills

i finally got through to the samsung people who forced (without my knowledge) it's fun club subscription upon me months ago,

finally, i stopped the subscription to "the world of fun ringtones and quality polyphonic downloads" which cost me $12 a month since May last year,and of course, i didn't download anything, so basically, i was just donating cash to the samsung people, possibly making monthly contributions to them to help pay crespo's damn salary at stamford bridge, now we know why samsung can afford to bankroll chelsea i guess, they've suckered millions of its handphone users into joining its fun club,

of course, in retrospect, it's my fault for not checking the bloody details and got suckered into this shady and cunnine scheme, but who reads the details right, you just go and pay the damn bills each month,

so check your damn bills people  ¶ 2:55 am 0 comments