Utterly disgusted

This will be a freaking long post about Mindef. For those not interested pls skip. But for those who have a Singaporean brother, BF or even a son, do read on.

A few weeks earlier, I had applied for deferment for my upcoming ict in july. This is to enable me to complete two projects which I am involved in, both slated to finish by end july. My supervisor had written in for me and I had also explained to Mindef my rationale for extending the IA. This is a golden opportunity to perform well for the projects and give my superiors a better impression and enhance my chances of rejoining back. In fact, this is a once in a lifetime opportunity, a chance given only while doing IA. Sadly, the Commanding Officer has rejected my deferment. He did not even bother to call me or my supervisor even though I clearly provided telephone numbers to call for clarification. This is clearly a lack of respect for me.

I reminisced my two years of national service, doing COS duty on Christmas eve and National Day, going ranges on the 2nd day of Chinese New Year. Those were days where I could have spent quality time with my family. Those were days gone which can never ever be bought back with money. Protect the country they say. Protect your loved ones and even the foreigners. End of the day, what to we get in return? A verbal thank you? Nonetheless, I took it like a man. Some of my frenz have laughed at me for being so gung-ho during NS and questioned me why I do not downgrade even after serving finished NS. Even now during university, local males are not allowed to take intersem modules or extend IA for ICT obligations. This is seriously putting us at a disadvantage. Foreigners are clearly benefiting from lack of 'competition'. I have clearly lost my pride and regret serving national service. In my opinion, The CO only cares about the recon status of our high key performance. I bet he doesn't give a two cents shit about our careers. After all, if we get a good recon status, he will look good and enhance his chances of promotion. What to we get in return? Another verbal thank you?

Well then, Mindef have made their decision. I will appeal to my MP. He better do something or else I will personally plead with Low Thia Kiang to run for the next elections in my district. I'll even campaign for him if need be. If all else fails, I will visit the infamous Doctor Koh at Serangoon Ave 3. I swear I will fight LTC Goh Yeow Kiang to the death. I curse his whole family get knock down by lorry. I curse his wife and daughter get raped. I curse his mother choke to death. I curse his father get prostrate cancer. I curse his whole freaking family line to fucking burn in hell.

Nb, I have never been so emotionally charged while writing my blog. The son of a bitch has really pushed me to the limits.

I am in Hong Kong right now. So far haven't bought anything much. But I have been doing some serious damage to my stomach. Eating is both a bliss and a sin. I went to Macau today and did what every proud chinese should do. Gamble. The min bet was about 60bucks Sing, so I was abit stressed at every hand. But lady luck was with me today, a few black jacks and a pair combo earned me quite a tidy sum of money, shall not say how much but pretty much for my standard. Tmr will be the Olympic torch relay in Hong Kong. i hope to catch a glimpse and be part of history. Actually I am looking forward to see if there are any Tibet activists rioting so that the task force can bring them down. Yup. So anyway more on the trip in the next post.

Where will u be on May 21st?

We did it! Moscow here we come! No Rooney, No Vidic, not a tidy performance, but 1-0 result, I'll still take it, thank you very much. When the referee blew the final whistle, I was brimming with pride. At least I can taunt everyone in office. The Man Utd scarf hanging on my desk cubicle is no doubt flying high. Special praise to Tevez and Park, they worked their socks off. Hargreaves looked as if he had played at right back for years. Messi was the man though. His sublime skills left everyone chasing his shadow. I can't figure out how the ball can stick to his feet like glue. Anyway son, better luck next time, or else join us.

Whoever said that football is a game of 22 overgrown men chasing a ball in the park had better catch a Man Utd vs Chelsea game. Last Sunday's match was a highly charged game. The last 5 mins showed the character of United, Rio losing his cool, Hargreaves showing his temper. I like to see that in the players, it shows their passion. After all, winners are bad losers. As a passionate fan, I was also swearing vulgarities every few mins at the Chelsea players, haha. Surprisingly my dad didn't say anything, I guess he made an exception for that match. Anyway come May 21st, there is nowhere I rather be than at home watching the finals. Hopefully we get Chelsea for a revenge match.

The buffet lunch yesterday wasn't so bad after all. I deliberately skipped breakfast and by 11 45 my stomach was crying out for food. There wasn't much variety but I whacked the sushi, teriyaki chicken and dory fish to ensure that I had a hearty meal. I didn't feel so well after lunch. In fact I was down with a slight fever in the evening and started coughing. I suppose the lack of sleep from watching champions league footie, snacking on Shiyi's donuts and Cecilia's chicken pie finally caught up with me. I really have to commend Cecilia. Her tea break snacks are always delicious and irresistible. I am so glad I have passed my IPPT already.


Horny again as usual

The undisputed 100+kg monster eater

I am looking forward to this thurs. The deputy director is leaving for a new post and so he is treating everyone to buffet lunch at Sakura. I am not sure if the food is nice but it is international buffet style and since it is free, I guess just whack la.

So far so good, I am doing fine in the ERP department. I just learned how to extract vehicle speed data for various roads in Singapore. The study will determine the ERP rates in the near future. The data is very tedious to analyse and even the manuals are so sophisticated with diagrams and theories that I have given up reading on them. But the engineer is nice enough to progressively teach me new stuff and not throw me straight to the gallows.

All Manchester United fans out there, prepare your 'we are the champions' song. We can pop the champagne real soon.

I am beginning to develop a fetish for older women. Geez I cannot imagine if I told my mom that. I think she will go berserk.

One thing I learnt today. Dun be a hero and try to shelter someone in the rain when you only have a small umbrella. That was what I did today when I saw Chew Yuen stuck at the Mrt. I offered to share the umbrella with her knowing well we would both be wet. Naturally I sheltered her more and got myself soaking wet. But well at least she treated me to chicken wings today. If only it was Shiyi instead, that would have been a tian mi mi moment to savour. Atlas, her response lately hasn't been as spontaneous as before. I guess I have to face up to the reality that she is older than me and I am still a young punk yet to graduate : (

I gotta say I really missed Jose Mourinho. I missed his banter so much I went to youtube to search for his memorable interviews.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hgGE3VH_LpE
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MGcWE-lPlK4&feature=related
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7hF9fKiz7TI

Premier league football may be more exciting to watch nowadays in terms of the pace and end to end action but I still preferred the premier league of the late 90s. Yup, I started watching footie in 94 and back then there were players like Baggio, Romario, Vinnie Jones, Gazza, Dennis Wise, Roy Keane. Duncan Ferguson was a mad bulldog and I always thought he should have been in boxing instead. Paolo Di Canio never failed to make me laugh with his antics especially the days when he was still at Sheffield Wednesday sporting tight shorts. But my all time favourite had to be Eric Cantona. He had an aura around him. He also made flipping the collar over the jersey way fucking cool. He made every son on the street wear the number 7 on their backs and flip up their collars. I never forgot his comeback match following his ban. It was against Liverpool and he scored the penalty against them. He is a living example of a legend. This is the clip. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hwhcvgo4rYk&feature=related

Thanks Ethan. I bet M2 is cursing me under her breath now.

Ok, time for some soccer updates. Liverpool is through to the Champions League semis. I bet they think they have won it already, they think the Gods have blessed them in Europe. I can't wait for them to reach the finals and get spanked by Manchester United. Liverpool is the most gayish team I have witnessed. They fuck up big time yearly in the premiership and with nothing to fight for except fourth spot, they have the luxury of resting players for Europe and 'throw' away games in the EPL. Man Utd, Arsenal and Chelsea do not have such luxury. In my opinion, they should limit Champions league spots to the top 3 domestic teams, that will give Liverpool a run for their money.

I highly recommend the movie street kings. It has to be the best movie I have watched so far this year. A word of caution though, if you are not used to violence and vulgarities, then avoid this show.

I took my IPPT today. Good news. I got my silver and the money! I had a perfect score for my static stations. I surprised myself by jumping 243 for SBJ, didn't expect myself to jump that far without training for it. I ran my lungs out for the 2.4km run and after finishing, I couldn't breathe properly. Now even my legs are aching real bad. But well, its over, I can treat myself to a nice meal as a reward.

Monday was a significant day. In the morning en route to my MRT, I saw police and a dead body at the multi story carpark near my house. I later found out from my dad that a Bangladeshi worker committed suicide due to depression. Then during site check in the late morning, our vehicle tyre punctured. I jacked up the bloody car and then discovered that the power tool to remove the sockets were missing. Then after the tyre was changed by the repairmen, our driver who didn't check his blindspot collided with another vehicle. It was a minor accident but nevertheless, inspired me to buy 4D for the first time in my life. Gonna check soon. **crossing fingers**

I gotta bitch about this old engineering assistant that I am attached to. He smelly nvm, he is starting to piss me off. While walking, I drink water, he niao me. I eat banana, he also niao me, I drink kopi peng, he niao me say coffee cannot drink with ice. Hello! What is your problem? And he really likes to tell me stories about life in the 60s-70s when he was young. Now why the fuck would I be interested. Nvm, two more days to go before I transfer out. Hang in there Parry!

I am supposed to take my IPPT next thurs. But so far, input is > output. Every other day that I run, the next day people will feed me all kinds of snacks. Today Cecilia gave everyone cheese cake. For lunch, Chew Yuan treated everyone to Boon Keng's Boon Tong Kee Chicken rice. I was so honoured to be invited. I finally feel part of the family. Lately, I am included in the emails being circulated around, they have been bitching about all the bosses taking leave together at the same time. I guess I have entered the circle of trust. Anyway the bill came to $227, it was a heavy lunch, naturally I returned to office feeling sleepy. But I managed to keep myself awake thanks to Football manager, yes I have installed the game on my PC to play : )


Cecilia, the office eye candy




My Platoon Commander and Sergeant


One head is missing

I dunno why old people can't seem to get my English name right. In my new department, the engineer persisted in calling me Bartley even though I told him otherwise. Guess I better introduce my chinese name in future. The engineer is damn old la, even have the old man smell, I couldn't breathe properly in the car with him. He liked to talk abt history, explained to me where the first Yeo Hup Seng and KFC outlet was, how the name Dhoby Gauht came about, how Indians in the past used to wash their clothes, Japanese occupation and lots more. Fuck man, really cannot tahan. Lucky I only attached two weeks to him. Whew.....

Office fling acting cute again

Asshole. Yes, Mindef is a big asshole. After calling me up for reservist for the coming holidays, depriving me of the chance to take intersem and clearing more modules, they have decided to put me on recall manning standby during my school term in September. As if engineering is not stressful enough, I have to worry about being activated on top of my tutorials and possibly quizzes. It is a disadvantage to be a Singaporean male. In times like this I wish I were a foreigner instead.

Today after coming back from a jog, I spotted a huge ass lizard. I took a newspaper and swatted the fucker. I wanted to whack it one more time but my mother told me to let the lizard struggle and die. After I finished my bath, I noticed the lizard shedding its tail and starting to wriggle again. I told my mom. She went to boil water and I realised she wanted to pour boiling water over it. I remarked at how vicious she was. But when the water finally boiled, she hesitated and told me to pour instead. I told her that I didn't want to go to hell. She told me that she would pray for me but I wasn't buying that. In the end she apologised to Jesus and did the evil job. Hahaha, I just stood by and had a good laugh.

It was Kelvin's birthday today. He was cool enough to treat everyone to lunch at the clubhouse. The clubhouse serves pretty good food and the ambiance is quite relaxing. There will be another lunch outing next thurs, I dunno for wat occasion. But who cares, I enjoy the meals because the ladies always cannot finish their food and throw it to me : )

Two horny ladies in my department

U take pic of me, I take pic of u

Ok, the one on the left is actually my office fling

The birthday boy

I am so glad I cleared today off. The weather was perfect for sleeping. I haven't had a nice afternoon nap ever since starting work. I went to swim in the morning. Along the way I met two of my frenz who were on IA, one was on leave while the other was having his lunch break. Somehow, I seem to be getting closer to people who are doing IA, perhaps we all understand each other's situation better.

The long weekend kept me real busy. Went shopping on fri, bought some clothes to satisfy my appetite for spending money. Was supposed to meet M1 and Van on sat, but thanks to their indecisiveness and childishness, I have decided that enough is enough. It is over before we have even begun. On Sunday, I went to chill out with M2. Our personalities are quite similar and I had no problem clicking with her. But now that the situation is starting to get more serious, I know I have to give her an answer soon. Everyday her messages are getting more suggestive and pressurizing. But as things stand, I am still undecided.

Putting everything aside, I am thrilled that Manchester United smashed Liverboo 3-0 to the ground yesterday. Who wants to walk with Liverboo now?

I had a short chat with my supervisor today, just to make sure that she has not forgotten about me. Basically my concern was to know who I would be understudying when I go to the events department next month. There is supposedly a son of a bitch who is in charge of events, who always ask people to help him, but when people need his help, he give thousand and one excuses. My colleagues have warned me that this SOB will save every sms and email in his computer so as to quote the person when things do go wrong. Can't believe that this kinda idiot can exist in Singapore. To think that he has Masters qualifications. Thankfully my supervisor told me to learn from another person, in fact she assured me that she will not attach me to the SOB.

Furthermore, I need not shift out and can continue to stay put in my current location. What a relief........ The events department are all filled with Ah Peks. They have no facial expressions, whenever I walk pass them and smile, they simply stare at me as though I escaped from Guantanamo Bay. At least I can still continue my office affair. Keke..... Not forgetting the lunch banter. Thank goodness.

I have gotten myself in a mess and I dunno how to get out of it. Its so U2 stuck in a moment. The signals I get in office is leaving me confused. Gotta make a big decision soon.

Lately work is getting more boring, that is if I even get any work at all. This is the last two weeks of my stint in the traffic schemes department so I guess everyone more or less are letting me enjoy the remaining days. I will be moving to the ERP department next month. I used to get by the day by going to the arcade or reading newspapers in the library. Recently I even brought my psp to work, tactically playing games under the desk. Still boredom kills. Today, I volunteered to make milo for everyone. I thought that was the least I could do after being treated to egg tarts, ice cream and bubble tea for the past week. Not a single day goes by without someone offering snacks to everyone. It seems like an unwritten rule, thou shall not leave office without snacking.

Recently, my office fling has been getting more suggestive. The stuff that we talk, well, I leave it to the reader's imagination. Ethan, you will not regret coming to this department.

Went for a hair cut today. At the salon, I couldn't help but listen to one uncle give his five cents bit of gossip to the hairdresser. According to him, he claims that Mas Selemat is dead. The authorities while interrogating him had beaten him to death and in order to cover up their tracks, decided to fake the whole escapade so as to avoid any autopsy and human violation rights charges. At least I was kept entertained throughout.

Earlier in the morning , I played for Melvin's team and I am proud to say that I lasted the whole game at right back although I switched to sweeper in the last 20min. At times, I was panting like a dog, but I was never gonna give up just because of tiredness. I think after today, the rest of the team have warmed up to me. I feel more assured of my place now after receiving the thumbs up and pats by the seniors. Melvin almost started a fight after he was tackled on his shin. Vulgarities were exchanged but luckily emotions eventually calmed down. I was never afraid even if it might escalate to a fight. Bring it on I say. Looking at my team-mates, some of them look like ex jail birds, one of them sporting a goatee, had tattoos all over his body, his panda eyes and buff body made him look like a drug addict/underground boxer. At least that was my first impression of him. But he turned out to be a very down to earth lad, pretty easy to get along with. In fact he was the one who calmed things down. I still dunno if Melvin lashed out because it was a dirty tackle or if it was one of his scare opponent psychological tricks that he used to teach me.

To ethan/bbc/steelman: Eh if Melanie mention anything abt me, keep me updated. I won't
tell her that you tell me. Tsk tsk tsk.

Yesterday was my first time at the Singapore Turf club to watch horse racing. Me and Kangli were easily the youngest ones there, with the arena filled with thousands of Ah Peks carrying newspapers and the Punter's guide. We didn't know how to bet but the Ah Peks were more than willing to teach us when we approached them. We learnt our lesson after the first race and luckily for me in the third race, my horse came from behind to finish strongly in third place. It was fun to soak in the atmosphere especially when the horses are about 300m away from the finishing mark, all the ah peks will start to stand and pump their fists in the air shouting their horse number and scream 'hia', 'hia' 'hia'. Some will clasp their ticket in both hands and mumble a prayer while most will swing their newspaper and yell. Every face has a story, you can see hopes and passion in their eyes. Yesterday was just a learning curve for me, no doubt I only won 4 dollars, I will be back again. For anyone interested to join me in future, here is a guide.

http://www.turfclub.com.sg/Totalisator/BettingGuide/TypeOfBets/tabid/126/Default.aspx

The winning ticket

I am still distraught and coming to terms with what I encountered just a while ago. I was @ Lorong Lew Lian wanting to buy bak chor mee. What I got instead was a very mixed response from the aunty.

Me : Hi, 给我 bak chor mee, mee pok, hiam.

Aunty: 我不是卖wantan mee.

Me: 我知道，我要买 bak chor mee.

Aunty: (Raised Voice) 我不是跟你讲了吗! 我不是卖 wantan mee!

Me: ??? Ok lo, bye bye

I really dunno what the fuck happen to the aunty. Frankly speaking, her bak chor mee not bad, but since she become siao, no point in me forcing her.

My boss asked me today if I plan to join the department after I grad. Tricky. Since he is the one partially giving me a grade, of course I lied under my breath and said yes. Everyone has been secretly telling me not to re-join. I am still undecided. Honestly I like everyone here, all the gor gors help me alot, all the jie jies shower me alot of sisterly love, esp biscuits and kueh. But work wise, can see them suffering. Maybe I might join other department next time. What I like best about LTA is that it is 4 Mrt stops away from my house.

Time for a jog!

My nickname in office is no longer Curry anymore. This comes after my section department head said that I look like Edison Chen from the side view. So lately everyone is calling me Edison or Guan Xi. I am not sure if I should feel honoured, after all Edison's reputation in real life has taken a step back. But there are still a few staunch loyal supporters who still continue to call me Curry. Well, I am accustomed to my multiple names by now.

Today was Professor visiting day. Prof Lum came down to see my supervisor and had a chat with me. He knew basically everybody in the department, be it young or old. He claims that he taught them and even knew what year they graduated. I expected him to grill me on alot of questions relating to my work. Surprisingly, he talked alot of rubbish, talked about army, how he plans to run a marathon this year, telling me how a pretty lady used to work in LTA and he had his eyes on her. He was checking out all the females in my department, blatantly staring at their legs when they walked passed. He didn't even read what I wrote in my logbook, considering the effort I put in. But on the whole, he sounds like a nice chap.

What a nice weather to sleep.

Today I was kept real busy at work. I didn't even have the time to read newpaper in the library, although I managed to sneak 10min of arcade playing time in the afternoon. Well actually I was busy updating my log book as my supervisor will be paying me a visit this wed to access my performance. For the next two days I have to be on my best behaviour, no more clowning around.

To the bbc/steelman, remember to ask Jacky whether he can bring us free into machang. For anyone out that interested in joining me to see horse-racing next sun, sms me or drop me a msg. There is a fortune to be made out there.

Everyone is talking about Mas Selemat for the last two days, the terrorist who managed to escape from ISA detention barracks on wed. Perhaps he was inspired by prison break, but honestly speaking, I don't see how a limping man can give security the slip considering it is such a highly secured place. He single-handily activated probably the whole police force and army units on standby just to search for him. I guess alot of people find this very happening, afterall how often do we get to see so many soldiers outside public during the day patrolling, but I really pray they catch him soon, cos as my colleague reminded me, the longer is he out there, the possibility of Mindef calling back reservist units just to raise security will be higher. I really don't understand why the ISA has kept him alive for so long. He is a trained terrorist, he is not gonna ever divulge anything, taxpayers have to feed him. Since he wanted to hijack a plane and crashed it into Changi Airport, the ISA should crash his balls into a lamp post. Nah I would boil a big pot of hot water and throw him in to burn.

I noticed more and more people recently conjugating in various areas in small groups and talking bad about others. It is so Survivor. Office politics is getting bad, esp after today when one of the boss shoot arrows at a few engineers. I realised that a couple of people in LTA have invisible ranks on their shoulder. No doubt they may seem ordinary, but their 'rank' give them alot of bullying power. Of course this doesn't affect me much, but I stay very loyal to my lunch tribe, so I support them. They never fail to make me laugh during lunch, cracking sex jokes, calling those 30yrs old and above uncle auntie, poking fun at fat people. I find working in my department pretty fun, everyone is of the same age, slightly older than me. Everyday someone will bring snacks and share ard, today eat kueh again, almost everyday I eat kueh. I think I gonna start bringing cookies and biscuits next week to share around.

I went for a jog just now because today was a very sinful day for my stomach. In the morning we were supposed to go Serangoon Gardens to check site, instead we ended up in macdonalds. For lunch, there was free buffet at our club house due to surplus of welfare funds. In the mid afternoon, the cleaner auntie gave me ming jiang kueh to eat, being a nice guy, I couldn't bring myself to turn her down. LTA really feeds the workers well. Anyway the club house just installed an arcade, so at least instead of slacking in the library, I can now visit the arcade.

I am glad that LTA has increased my IA pay by $100+. I am hoping it will be about $150. The increment may sound like peanuts to some, but to me, that extra cash will come in handy when I visit Singapore pools.

How I wished I had recess week here too.

When I came home from work today, I happened to see a one dollar coin on the floor before I took the lift. Of course I picked it up. I am going to use this one dollar coin to buy Toto. I believe that this is a sign from above. My boss spent 100 bucks on Toto while the rest of my colleagues spent 10 bucks. I believe in destiny, I believe that if it is yours, it will be yours. This one dollar coin is a gift from heaven.

I am getting bored of work. I hate waking up early in the morning, squeezing with the morning mrt crowd, sleeping early. I need a break.

I really respect Rafa Benitez. I admire his guts for having the courage to stay on in the Liverpool job. Ok, so he won the champions league in his first season, so what? He finished 20 over points below Chelsea that year, in fact Everton beat them for fourth spot that year. Last season, he won nothing and finished about 20 points below Manchester United. It seems to me that Liverpool play well in the Champions league only because they have nothing to fight for in the Premier League, therefore they can throw games and rest their players while Arsenal, Chelsea and Man Utd do not have such luxury as they have to fight for all three compeitions. Before the start of every season, my mate and I shit ourselves laughing when pundits confidently claim that "this will be Liverpool's season". To me, it has to be the joke of the century. Especially this year, when Fernado Torres came, the cocky scousers confidently boasted that this would be their year. Look where they are now. After last night's loss to Barnsley, I guess their ambition this year at best will be to vie for fourth spot again. I have not been to the circus since primary school because I only need to tune in to Liverpool games to watch a bunch of circus clowns. I hope Rafa Benitez stays on, because every year that he is still manager means they will never ever win the premier league. I look forward to more laughs and jokes from Liverpool.

To top it off, last night's trashing of Arsenal was sweet. Lehmann was shite, so was Gallas and Fabregas. It says alot when Darren Fletcher can score two goals in a game, he played his heart out and displayed a man of the match performance. He is a typical Scottish player, a player who rises up to the big occasion. Scottish players may not be the most skillful ones in the world, but when it comes to games of passion and fiery, there are nobody better than them. Well done son, stand up and be counted.

My dad sent this to me. Thought it was pretty funny.

First and foremost, Happy New Year to everybody, esp the Rats, we rock!

I just got back from Singapore pools. Not a very wise choice to bet on a sunday because the queqe is pretty long thanks to the ah peks buying horse racing. The place was damn packed. I think the favourite horse lost because everyone was cursing and swearing at this particular horse saying it kelong. But anyway I managed to buy my Toto and soccer.

Egypt Huat!
Inter Milan Huat!
Toto Huat!

If both Egypt and Inter win tmr, I can eat restaurant food. But seriously thinking, my luck for gambling so far not so good judging from chinese new year, played 大小, blackjack at relative place, overall lose. My father taught me and my sister how to play russian poker or otherwise known to the older folks as chap sa ki. I am amazed at how fast my uncles can see whose hand win because I take quite some time to compare all the cards. Maybe the fengshui master is right, gambling for rats this year no good.

Caught the movie Kungfu dunk with ms how and Kim Hock yesterday, it wasn't so bad, overall I wud say its better than shaolin football. Kim Hock bought a plain white shirt from banana republic, to me the shirt look like hawker centre uncle wear one, but better not say much, wait he upset. Also, Ah Meng the orang utan died, I am pretty impressed with how much coverage it has received, even SR Nathan paid tribute. For me, I don't really remember Ah Meng much. In primary school, I only looked forward to seeing the Giraffe and Polar bear.

I am feeling very tired now. Before sending my sis off at the airport today, my family had a meal at crystal jade restaurant. The meal was pretty heavy. The waitress gave us extra 'char siew so' by mistake. We should have told her but fat hope, we whacked the bugger straight into our stomach. But all the food in this festive period is leaving me 'heaty', feeling abit sick. Tempted to take mc tmr.

Nonetheless, I hope I win money tonight. Egypt and Inter Huat Ah!!!

I am so dead beat. Last night I had to work ot until 22 30 all because I had to visit the moron who wanted to sue me. He probably realised his mistake and was at least gracious enough to apologise to me for his outburst. I also had to wake up early this morning and reached Peicai Secondary school by 630 to do site monitoring. Thankfully the school operation manager was nice to buy all of us coffee after that, perhaps to 'speed things up' ? Hahaha. He shared with us his experience of being the school's OM and how he was once a major in the navy, how he used to sleep in the same cabin as now minister Teo Chee Hean, remarking how fast and high Mr Teo has risen up to while he is still stuck as an OM. I also learnt alot of dirty office politics from my team members in the car today while we were driving from site to site. At least now I know who the taichi masters and sweet talkers are.

I should be resting now but instead, in two hours time, I shall be meeting my buddy for our weekly booze session at our nearby coffee shop. I am slowly but surely embracing the kopitiam drinking culture together with the ah peks.

I thought today would be a better day since it was the weekend mood. Wrong again. The taxi driver had to call me in the early morning again.

Mr Tang: Hello, Mr Tang here, the taxi driver, I spoke to u yesterday

Me: Ya, ok what u want now?

Mr Tang: I wan to complain, what is ur name first?

Me: Parry

Mr Tang: Huh? Curry?

Me: No, its Parry, P A R R Y

Mr Tang: Huh? C U R R Y

Me: No! P A R R Y,

Mr Tang: Oh, C U R Y

Me: No No, its PARRY

Mr Tang: Oh Ic, ok look Curry I want to complain to ur boss

Me: AArrhh ok la curry curry la, anyway he not ard, call back later.

I seriously gave up. No matter how I pronounced my name, he would still call me Curry. That dickhead then called my other colleagues and in their words, he said "your colleague Curry know how to do his job anot? " They were all baffled at who the heck Curry was until they figured out that it was me and for the rest of the day I was jacked left right centre. See kids, this is why u need to go to school and study, so that when u grow up u know how to spell other words and not only know the word Curry in ur vocab. So much so for calling himself an ex-army officer. Can't believe such dim wits still exist in Singapore.

This has been the worst day of work so far. Early in the morning before I could even settle down, I had to listen to an asshole reprimand me on the phone for not doing my job. I rejected his feedback suggestion because after going through every guideline and discussion with my superior, the idea was not feasible. He did not want to accept my explanation, went on to criticize the whole organisation, demanded to know why we are not ensuring safety on the road. He went on about how he was a police officer last time, how his cousin is some chief of army, his father dunno some big shot. Seriously his father can be a dog for all I care. He went on aggressively demanding this and that, eventually I lost my professionalism and cool. I told him to run for transport minister or finance minister in the next general elections since he is so zai. Somehow he didn't get the idea, he demanded to speak to my superiors, say even my superiors must listen to his orders. Honestly speaking, if he so zai, why now drive taxi? I then told him what I thought of taxi drivers driving recklessly on the roads, how taxis only appear during midnight onwards. In the end, he insisted on coming down to meet me. Come lor!

The day got worst when the surgeon I spoke to last week is now threatening to sue me for giving him incorrect information. But after listening to his story, it was pretty apparent that he changed his story and in fact lie about I told him. I remember clearly telling him in clear proper English about every detail and if he cannot understand English, it is seriously not my problem. The pissing part of it all is that he has twisted his story and distorted what I said. My goodness, Dr Singh, I can't believe u are stooping this low. In fact, if I see u in court, I will sue u for defamation. I am grateful to my boss for cracking a joke to lighten me up and offering to help me on this issue. The worst case scenario is to draft in LTA's lawyers. I am not worried, I know what I said and if he wants to play English with me bring it on. U son of a bitch. Dun vent your frustrations on work and take it out on me.

After work, I went to play street soccer with my department lads and they are a bunch of bollocks! I swear my father can play better. To end the depressing day, I went for a drinking session with my buddy to wash away my frustrations. Nothing beats Heineken for being there for u in times of need. Thanks Heineken, u are a fren indeed.

Received a piece of sad news today. It left me thinking about the fragility of human life again. A few weeks ago I was donating blood platelets to a fren's dad and unfortunately he passed away this morning.

My colleague has been advising me to stay low during work because the deputy director is supposedly looking for me to task me with some projects. Ever since then, I practically kept real quiet and seldom venture passed his office. I was laughing at my colleagues today for listening to 95.8 fm and in turn they warned me that in a few years time I will be classified as an uncle soon. Thinking about it, ya its true. Fuck! Work is slowly becoming abit more fun especially since everyone has opened up and I am beginning to join in the banter. Even the boss likes to join in the talk cock session which is good to see.

I still my miss my old bed. Currently sleeping on my sis bed, not used to it, very hard. Still waiting for my new mattress to come. I like my hostel room bed, very solid. In fact, I miss my room. I miss my ex-roomie (James). Every night we would be sharing a laugh, talk about soccer. But now, I have to diligently sleep by 1230 whether I like it or not. Haiz, miss schooling.

Yet another heartbreaking semi final loss. So near yet so far. But I will not subscribe to "the other team was better than us" mantra, I only believe in we were just not good enough. But chins up, we never gave in. Good job Parry.

I finally got an email account so more work is starting to come my way. This week I have been speaking to operation managers of schools, liaising with MOE on certain details. But in between, I still sneak out of office to slack in the library. Well I am not alone, alot of NTU interns can also be found there. Guess we all have a common tradition.

Just came back from Huiwen's wedding dinner. The dinner was good, Tong Luk restaurant. But the location quite off. When I first reached Paramount hotel, I thought I was in the wrong place because the whole ground floor was filled with Thai and Vietnamese 'business women'. Everywhere all KTV bars except for the tiny little restaurant at the corner. Dunno why they chose there, to get to the restaurant muz have will power not to enter the bars. Haha. My table swee la, all young ladies except for me and my fren. But sweet as they look, they were animals when the food came. Within one min the food all kanna 杀. I will cherish the wedding table pic. : )

Today my boss got a long service award. He treat everyone to tau sar pia. Shiok. But the jovial mood kanna spoil by one complain from some idiot. He claims that public cars always park in front of his house, want me to paint white line on the centre road. I told him the procedure will take one month, he not happy, say he is a surgeon, need to operate on people to save lives and threaten to sue me if patient die because of me not implementing the white line and blah blah blah. He accused me of not taking action despite me speaking in proper precise English that I WILL implement it just that it will take time. However he kept emphasizing that I am being irresponsible, want me to write statement that I will personally claim responsibility for his patients lives if he is unable to rush down because car block his driveway and so on. Keep giving me bullshit about paying road tax, hello every son of a bitch also pay loh. Can't believe he is such a dickhead, want to sue me go ahead la ah, I got ur house address, I'll fucking burn your house to the fucking ground and feed your children to the pigs. Wankers!

4 more episodes to go. Unfortunately I'll miss the next two episodes. I am referring to the channel 8 drama 黄金路. I find it pretty entertaining. Kangli, u should watch, got ur childhood friend Li Naxing. My mom is also an avid follower of the show, recently she is getting more agitated easily because of Tay Pinghui's character. She will curse and condemn him whenever he does something bad. I can't help laughing sometimes.

On a sad note, while lying on my bed on sun, the bed suddenly collapsed. Fuck, now have to buy a new one. Will miss my old bed, it has kept me company through thick and thin since 1993. I am missing it oreadi.

I went to the LTA gym after work today and I must say I am impressed with the infrastructure. Also the changing room is like a spa. The background is so serene, just like Banyan tree resort, it gives one a very relaxing feeling after work.

I did absolutely nothing today, basically stared at the computer screen and day dream. I found out that LTA has a sports committee and out of 33 government agencies in Singapore, they came out 2nd in the overall league for the past two years. The soccer team is in the first division for the government league. I think I shall try out for the trials seeing that farrer park field is just opposite my work place. Quite tempted to take up tennis, unfortunately have to travel to Kallang to learn. There are so many other sports to learn like wushu, heard the coach is Picasso Tan, the ex-national fighter. But somehow I dun see anyone training on the court as stated in the website. For now, soccer looks more practical.

Before work finished, my colleague came up to me, took a deep breath and smiled at me. "So Parry, today u never do anything right". I didn't want to shit him in his face so I replied embarrassingly "Ya loh". Surprisingly he laughed, "thats good to hear, keep it up!" I felt so guilty la. But after that Matthew taught me how to draft the road hump on the Gdm map. In short, there will be a new road hump at Hougang Ave 3 Blk 166 in a few months time, courtesy of me. I am currently drawing up the plan right now. Feel so important.

Pretending to act zai

Obstructing fengshui

So today I went down to the on-sites to do investigation. Some were pretty crap like a private estate owner in Burghley drive who claims that the road hump sign outside her house is against her superstition. Waa u think ur father Lee Kuan Yew ah, u say change muz change for u only hor. I also went to a few primary schools to talk to their Operations manager to find out more about complains regarding safetly issues on the road just outside their school. Err actually my colleague did the talking, I only walk around act machiam really like LTA officer and pretend to look zai. Manage to take alot of photos of the cases. Shall upload them tomorrow.

Had dinner with my pri school frenz today at Bugis Junction. It was to meet up before Huiwen gets married next wed. Funny to hear how she and her soon to be husband just recently argued with each other , haha ya this close to their wedding day. After that we drove past Joo Chiat rd, despite the newspaper 我报 claiming that the place is cleaned up, I beg to differ, on a wed night the place to me is still pretty 'happening'.

So for the 2nd day of work, my department head had a chat with me in the morning. He basically briefed me on how the system is being operated. As a lao jiao, he shared his experience of dealing with complains over the years. I read a couple of old cases and I must say Singaporeans really are a problematic bunch. Some people write in to complain why their estates got no bus stop then when it is built they write in again to say cannot build directly below their house becoz affecting their fengshui. Then when shift the neighbours complain.

Another classic case is when residents complain to Traffic Police and Traffic Police say not their problem so residents complain to neighbourhood police then neighbourhood police say since even traffic police dun bother all the more why should they bother so in the end LTA take the shit. When all else fails, they write in to the MPs or ministers which according to my boss is sure win becoz in his words, "this is Singapore, u noe la ah young man, u can never win the government". I read up on a couple of cases in my Aljunied district and most of the complain letters had the backing of the MPs.

I really respect my upper study, he all the way one man show, I can read his emails becoz he gave me his password to assist him and indeed alot of arrows and complains were forwarded to him. He had overdue cases which should have been solved long time ago. Can see he is overworked but somehow he puts up a happy and positive face all the time. Today a female colleague suddenly broke down and cry during snack time. Some big shot came down to pressure her to finish up her work and apparently she couldn't take the shit. It was nice to see the department head and the rest of the colleagues gathering around to help her and give moral support. They are quite a nice bunch of people, often trying to chat and strike a conversation with me, helping me with the computer programmes. I feel so welcomed. Tmr I shall be going around places near my estate to do on-site investigation. I hope to have fun.

Ist day @work

The day started with the boring induction programme. Almost fell asleep. I then proceeded to my department to meet my supervisor. My supervisor was shocked to say the least when I introduced myself and told her I was attached to be her doggie for 6mths. She was not informed and wasn't expecting anyone for attachment. But she was nice enough to explain the details of the department and let me choose which one I wanted to specialise in. But honestly I had no clue what I wanted so I told her to send me to the easiest one to learn the ropes.

I was attached to someone who also graduated from NTU so at least I was more at ease. My lunch clique consist of a bunch of dudes who also graduated from NTU. One thing to note, the whole bunch of them look pretty sloppy and slack. Their office attire was horrendous and I must say I look the most professionally dressed in the whole department. I also saw my JC fren working there so at least I had someone to talk cock to. Otherwise I spend the whole afternoon staring at a bunch of papers pretending to do something but in fact day dreaming.

Glad to announce that the takraw team is through to the semis next week. I felt that today's win was pretty heart pumping becoz we came from behind down to win it overall. I like to think that the match winning point that my set scored courtesy of my last ditch save was the coolest play of the day. Well done Parry!

Thats all for today, lets see what tomorrow brings.

I guess the topic on everyone lips since yesterday has been the death of MC King. I found his blog which is on my links now.

I finally bought all my stuff needed for work next week. Right now I need to fine tune my sleeping patterns to wake up early, need to get rid of my afternoon naps especially. Earlier today I went to SGH for my 2nd blood platelet donation. I felt a bit dizzy after the process but after a bowl of bak chor mee I was steady again. But right now I am still feeling a bit faint and a nap should a good reward for my contribution.

My blood

This has been a rather busy week for me, doing last min shopping for clothes, shoes mainly office attire. The hols is also basically a time for me to catch up with my pri, sec and JC frenz. Been spending alot of my time lately drinking kopi with my fren who lives near my house, talking about soccer betting and rugby. Our talk about visiting London and Old Trafford is gaining ground and hopefully by next year it will materialise. The only thing is that my fren wishes to go Ireland, Dublin to drink with the Irish there while I want to go to Scotland and visit the Loch Ness monster. One thing we both agree on is to go Genting sometime soon.

Just had a CEE dinner outing yesterday evening and for the first time in my life I left Clarke Quay without touching a drop of alcohol. I am so proud of myself for sticking to my resolution.

Just felt a pressing need to complain today. As my parents left home early to go shopping, I had to settle my own lunch. Being sick of the food in Lorong Lew Lian, I decided to walk nearby to the prata shop. I bought a packet of rice with butter chicken and squid. The damage was $5.50. The reason given was that there was alot of rice and the chicken veri big. To me the price was not justified, its not as if I ordered abalone rice. But nevermind, if the Indians want to play likdat, I also can play. As far as I am concerned, my 2008 new year resolution is to never ever buy food from there again. Take that suckers!

Nevertheless, I still reckon 2008 will be a good year. There is the African Nations Cup, Euro 2008 championships and Beijing Olympics to look forward to. Also, I am eagerly anticipating the new Batman movie. I've seen the trailers and it seems pretty good. Hopefully there will be good movies this year because to me last year was a flop. But more importantly, this is the year of the Rat. Rat power!

This will be my last week of hols before my attachment starts next mon. I need to start waking up early as work begins at 830am daily and ends at 6pm. Lucky sat no need to work. The pay is $600 and even though I am doing site work I am required to wear office attire. Hopefully they will let me change to casual wear. I am not really looking forward to the attachment to be honest but I'll see how it goes.

Anyway it is time to say goobye to 2007. I felt that it has been a great year and I hope 2008 will even be better. Happy New Year to everyone out there.

Today was a sinful day for my stomach. My dad treated me and mom to dim sum lunch at Chinatown and my stomach duly obliged by gulping down all the food. For dinner, we went to a zi char stall near my house run by my mom's friend. The asam fish head curry and chilli crab was finger licking good. I swear I felt a pound heavier after dinner. With my sister returning back home tomorrow, it seems that good food is gonna be on the menu for the next couple of days. No complains though, I can't wait for a smashing good meal.

Hooray! I'm simply over the moon. 1-0 to the champions. Nothing beats putting one over Liverpool. That should shut them up for now at least. For all the taunts and trash talking they still cannot beat us. It wasn't pretty football by Man Utd but Hargreaves and the defence were just way rock solid. Well done lads!

My back pain is back. I think it came from last Saturday's match. I was given a footballing lesson by hall 6. Made a few errors which should not have happened from experience. But overall I put in a decent performance and I am proud of my display against a stronger side. There'll be another chance to make it to the quarters, hopefully my back pain will subside by then. I guess even my back is calling for me to downgrade too.

Anyway I found out from my fren that there is an interhall Olympiad website and discovered a few of my pics. Cheers to myself. After all I'm a star mah. Hopefully by the end of it, I will have a pic of myself with a medal hanging down my neck.

Yea I'm the handsome one sitting in the front row 2nd from left.
Click for better view. My hp no is......hahaha


Its me again(No 8) steadying a throw. Won this set easily without breaking a sweat.

No idea why the photographer likes to take pic of my back (No 6)

I still cannot absorb the shock today after receiving the sms from mindef. Barely a year and I have to go back to the fucked up sungei gedong camp. I know Singapore loves me alot but surely no need to love me so much rite. This is a huge headache because the reservist will fall on my intersem period which technically means I am not allowed to clear a elective. As next year will be my final year, I need to clear as many modules asap and this news is not exactly good news. Furthermore the last time I went back for reserviest it was not fun at all. It was a waste of time going outfield doing stupid drills and all. This has left me with no choice. I've done my part faithfully when I was doing my national service and its time I thought for myself. NTU medical centre here I come!

I'm glad that touch rugby is finally over which also means that my duty is done. Although we lost I felt that the team put up a gutsy display as we were missing at least three star players. But I'm still glad that everyone played with a smile on their face. So proud of the people that came down yesterday. Gonna drag myself to the swimming pool now, need to start training up.

No idea why my skin is peeling so bad

Another new scar on my leg thks to soccer

I found a pretty inspiring Man Utd video on youtube which I think is one to watch to psyche up before taking to the field.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bS30VjTQH7U&feature=related

I'm gutted that boxing isn't shown live on scv. The titanic battle between Britain's Ricky Hatton vs USA Floyd Mayweather is on tmr. I caught the weigh in on youtube and even though it was conducted in Las Vegas, I guess judging from the video the whole place was filled with British people. The atmosphere was electrifying. I can identify with the singing and chants because they are also used in English football matches. Mayweather seems pretty cocky and I definitely will be rooting for Hatton cause he really looks fired up for this. It is only a weigh in but sure looks as if the bout could have started there itself. I suggest blasting the speakers for this.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6_yvd3NJsjg

Finally I am back in my sweet home after spending the last three days in src field soaking in rain fulfilling my linesman duties. It isn't a glamorous job considering that soccer players are constantly screaming foul language at us. Then again it is a middle class sport.

Now I will be pissing myself to say that I am happy with the way my sports sec has been running things. In short, she has fucked everything up big time. On thurs, I was called down last min to play soccer for the school becoz the Malays dudes were not able to make it. Although the squad was assembled last min and hardly anyone knew each other, we stroked the ball around as if we had known each other for years. We played as a unit together and convincingly won our match against sce. I enjoyed the match and really fancied our chances of beating EEE to advance to the semis. But when I did not received any call to attend the match yesterday, deep down I knew she muz have gotten the malays to replace us. True enuff, the malays came and started in place of the majority. They displayed fancy footwork but lacked any spirit and structure. Not surprising, they got trashed 4-1 by EEE with a hat-trick scored by my roomie. I'm glad for Jame but to be honest, they were really easy goals. I reckon things would have been different had the original squad played. I'm not having sour grapes at not being able to play yesterday but frankly speaking its no way to treat the players who had won the game earlier only to be left out like that. The lads yesterday had no fighting spirit and one malay fella started a fight when he could not take the defeat. Cheers! CEE did not lose the soccer game yesterday, Letitia Poh 17th CEE Sports sec lost it for us. I can't believe a twat like her could be the one making decisions for the soccer team.

Anyway, I will be having a good rest for the next two days, loads more shit to come next week.

I have totally lost all respect for my sports sec and assistant after watching them convene ISG soccer today. There is no proper planning and structure, everything anyhow whack, no backup plan and no welfare for us. Imagine arriving at SRC in the early morning and to be told alright mate u r the referee. ' Ok loh, then where are the yellow and red cards? " "Err dun have la, u juz give them warning ok? " Swee la, well done. A donkey could have organised things better. Tried to give them some sound advise but apparantly they want to do it their way. Bollocks. Lucky at least got eye candy Kyna to see. Wish them luck tmr.

I am quite appalled by the actions of some of my fellow sub coms. Some of them have been skiving since their appointment, haven't seen many coming down to help out with saikang. Best of all, the soccer manager returned to Indonesia when the games are to be held this week. There has not been a single training and the squad isn't even assembled. I proudly believe that I am the only manager to at least organise a training. Why grumble some may ask, well for starters it means that some of us have to perform double tasks. Also I believe that due to the bo chap spirit of the majority, I've been getting many arrows from my otherwise incompetent bosses simply becoz I have helped them on numerous occasions. But its pretty unfair that instead of imposing their authority on the slackers, the first option is to always arrow me tasks and assume that I will help. Well folks, good news, Lim Kopi has had enuff. Its time to pull out my own bag of tricks up onto their sleeves. If pple can use going back to Indonesia and China as an excuse, I can go back to "Penang" anytime.

Some good news to cheer myself up, I got my second choice for IA. Shall be working for LTA come jan to june. Thank goodness because it is only three MRT stops away from my home.

I borrowed a Stephen King movie titled Rose Red about a team of psychics trying to investigate a haunted mansion. As usual with Stephen King movies, it isn't really a direct horror kinda show but somehow still manages to give one a creepy and spooky feeling. It doesn't help when I watched it at 2am in the dark too.

Can't wait for friday. Brewertz!

Finally I've crossed the finished line for the exams. Foundation paper today kinda chu stunt. I saw many stuff which were either new or ulu, never expecting them to come out judging by the past year papers. It left me with a bad feeling.

I just read the papers esp the last few days regarding the rowers incident. Its sad that such an unfortunate incident happened and I think the family members will still find it hard to swallow the fact. I guess its a sad reminder to everyone that we should not take life for granted.

After close to about a month long of mugging, the finishing line is near. 6 papers down and 1 more to go, it will be cause for celebration after tmr. This semester papers are by no means a joke and pretty demoralising. I spent the last month of my life everyday in the study room. Hell even the seat should know my name now. But well, I guess I can finally smell Chomp Chomp and Brewertz now. Gotta do some serious running soon too as I intend to clear my ippt by end of dec, not helped by the fact that there is RT now. The one month of studying, eating and not doing anything much physical doesn't aid me. Darn.

Back to work!

Whoever said Impossible is nothing obviously didn't studied Reinforced Concrete design. By golly this has been a stressful two weeks trying to pia for the examinations. RC design paper left me with the physics 1 and computing feeling yesterday. Hoping for a miracle now. Every morning is a depressing start to saying hello to the notes and textbook again. I gotta hang it there for another week.

I feel gutted for Scotland after they lost to Italy. Really fancied them to beat the Italians. Scotland have won my admiration with their display of gutsy football, not pretty at times but played with plenty of passion and heart. I'm sure they will be back someday.

Cheers to the Singaporean hero.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jN8sb5G8zRo

My first paper starts in 2days and so far things look good except for RC design, it really is a killer module. Somehow gotta think of a way to pull it off.

Some resident from hall 13 just complained that their study room was 'invaded" by hall 12 residents. I can't really argue much because the fact really is that 1/3 of the room is occupied by us. Right now I am just acting dumb, hoping no one will know but I guess somehow the day will come where I have to pay my dues.

I had a patchy sleep last night thanks to a nightmare I had. I dreamt that a little girl(ghost) was constantly waving to me and each time I asked a passerby if they could see her, everyone shook their head in disbelief. It was like a scene out from Ghost Whisperer. The little girl then threaten me that if I didn't help hunt down her murderer she would kill me. According to her, her step dad killed her. Thankfully my alarm clock saved me. Anything more than that I could have pissed in my sleep.

I would give myself a B+ for my efforts in revision this week. I've really studied hard but some of the stuff still look like Hebrew to me waiting to be deciphered. I have a quiz coming up in two hrs and hopefully I can aced it.

Luckily I have been watching the American version of the office to keep my sanity in check for the past couple of days. It always help to have a bit of a laugh now and then. Cheers to all mugging hard for their exams!

I got to hand it to my RC tutor. She is a middle age female, friendly looking, the kind who reminds u of ur primary school teacher. But when it comes to playing mind games, she is the queen.

Earlier in the semester, she conducted a quiz. As I was in the fri class, naturally I approached those from the thurs class to enquire on what topic she came out. Thinking that it would be similar, I studied that particular topic and was proven wrong when she came out a totally different question. As my quiz is due tmr, I asked my fren what came out for his quiz today so that I can exclude it from my revision and study the rest. However, the tutor blatantly mentioned to his class not the squeal out what came for their quiz today to us(fri class). What is that suppose to mean? Is it gonna be a repeat question or according to her trend a different question?

Damn it la.

Congratulations to South Africa for restoring parity and winning the rugby world cup. It would have been disaster had England won it.

It was such a joy to watch Manchester United play their vintage one-touch football last night. The good times are back again.

I took a long jog around my estate an hour ago. I usually take such jogs when I have deep thoughts to sort out. As I was jogging, I thought to myself, should I allow passion and love for the game rule over my head? I continued jogging until the devil suddenly spoke to me. "No Parry, remember how they treated u last yr? Remember the sms? Remember how insulting it was? Remember the two weeks of cold lonely nights? Remember the two weeks when u were shivering in the wilderness needing warmth and water? Remember how they could have helped u yet chose to help others? Remember how they didn't' even bat an eyelid at ya? Remember how they forsake u in times of adversity? Remember???

For once, I choose to believe in the devil. Anyway I must thank Kangli for telling me everything, for without his information I wouldn't have known certain things that I should know but didn't know. : )

I may have forgotten the good times but definitely not the bad times. The six months wait will be long but when the time is ripe, I will drill the final nail into the coffin.

The past week has got to be the most relaxing week for me so far. Amazingly, there were no quizzes to stress about. Tutorials wise I didn't do much which makes me still feel a bit guilty. This sun I shall put a stop to all my slacking and start preparing for my exams. Damn it, football manager came out yesterday and it will take a whole lot of mental strength to resist playing it.

I feel like a loser. I cannot believe I got cheated twice by Kang in a day. Damn it!

I woke up today to a rude awakening of an sms. My school committee president is not too pleased with the sports subcom members for not wanting to turn up for tonight's bonding session at yunnan garden w/o a valid reason. He has thus sort of enforced us to go. Give me a break, its a fri night and just becoz most of the other committees are PRCS and Malaysians doesn't mean I shd stay back together with them. To hell with authority, anyway I told my boss if he were to threaten me some more I will call the police. Hehe.

I feel so guilty yesterday. I came back from school, slept for awhile, went down to conduct rugby training, came back played Sepak Takraw, bathe, texas poker, Football Manager. Shite, I did not touch a single piece of work. Thankfully this week has been kind to me, next week however will be the return of the quiz week.

I just found this out from Mr Kang. It seems that now everyone has to pass IPPT in order not to kenna RT. In the past, students were excused from RT regardless of whether they passed or failed. So I guess this is gonna make everyone sweat now.

I am so glad some of the intra cee games have been cancelled. I guess the sports sec finally saw her own folly when the events she organised prob had close to zero participation rate. I am still considering if I shd go down for the soccer friendly this fri. My shin bone still feels pain. But I suppose with the beautiful rain pouring everyday, I can forsee what activity I would be embracing.

I now fully understand why in the Vietnam war the Americans could not defeat the smaller build Vietnamese. The Vietnamese are really tough bastards. I went to play for my fren's team earlier today against a Vietnamese team. They played with 100% commitment and passion, tackles were flying in from everywhere. A fight almost broke out, thankfully common sense prevailed. I took a hard tackle to my shin and it now feels as if a nail has been drilled into my shin. I guess its time I started wearing back my shin pads.

But as much as I respect the Vietnamese in soccer, I still hate their food.

This has been a costly week for me, losing money in texas poker. Sob sob. I am poor. It was so pathetic that I could only afford a mug of beer at Paulenars last night.

Next week will be a busy week because of the Intra CEE games. Have to be umpire for Captain's ball on monday. Geeze I dun really know the rules clearly but I suppose shd anyone want to argue with me I will send them off. Wed will be street soccer, Kangli is my team keeper, I know, not the best of choices but this is wat happens when one is short of players. Anyway I decided to name the team Sharky Sevens(SS). Thurs will be rugby training, I hope attendance will be good.

I think there is something wrong with one of my pics. Ever since I joined a network to communicate with a chinese american girl from seattle, I've been getting requests from malay girls to be their friends. I dun see how my pic makes me look like a malay fella and I dun have any intentions to convert so Rajiv, if u are interested, give me a buzz.

In 15 more hrs, we will see if England can pull off the most gayish win in rugby world cup.

I dunno why but recently I get hungry easily at night. Right now I am craving for Ikea's Swedish meatballs.

I can't believe that England won Australia just now without even scoring a single try. It was all about good old Johnny Wilkinson scoring penalties again. The All Blacks game better not be an upset later.

My neck kinda hurts now. I went for a massage at lifespa in the evening today and while the leg and back massage was pretty soothing and comfortable, the neck part was abit painful. But I didn't want to sound like a wuss so I just tahan. I could hear banging against the wall sounds from Kangli's room so I wasn't sure what was happening. Maybe he got what he wanted.

I am feeling guilty about not doing a single revision for the past 4 days. From the looks of it, I doubt tmr will be better. Late night Tv is causing my downfall. I need to step up the gear next week.

Ok, the stomach is telling me to grab that piece of sardine puff to munch now.

You know the world is screwed up when,

U sweat in ur room even though the fan is turned on at full blast,

U spot a middle age auntie wearing Adidas street soccer shoes,

U spot Dalai Lama monks drinking coffee at starbucks

The songs u used to listen and like are now considered classics

Firstly I gotta apologise to anyone out there who has tried to contact me on my mobile phone either through calling or sms. I am not sure if it is the network or phone problem but recently at times I can only receive all the miss-calls and smses like a few hours late and even a few days after. I hope to clear up the misunderstanding should anyone think that I am trying to play punk by not picking up the call or replying back the smses. I'm the victim here.

I caught the first two episodes of Prison break season 3. Now I know season two took alot of stick for being abit dull and predictable but I forsee season 3 to be promising. Somehow something darker and sinister is going on behind the scenes this time.

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