Time to say goodbye

So here goes, my thoughts of 2008. Overall, I think it has been a smashing year by and large. What better way to start the year with the Edison Chen sex scandal. In the Chinese New year period somemore. Life got sweeter in May when I watched Ryan Giggs lift the Champions League trophy, hoisting it over his shoulders. It is a cup which brings special affection for me to savour.

Not forgetting the Olympics, Michael Phelps breaking and setting a new record, Usain Bolt and of course Singapore winning a silver medal. While watching the semi final match against Korea, I could really feel the gush of blood in my body when we cliched the match, never mind that the team was made up of imported Ah Tiongs. As much as China hosted a very good Olympics, they had to fuck up with the melamine incident, a new vocabulary word.

On the local front, the Mas Selemat nonsense was classic. To me, it is still a joke the way he escaped. Everywhere I went, coffeeshop, taxi driver and hair salons, every 'expert' had their own conspiracy theory.

Part of my world came crashing down when I read the news of the Lehmann Bros incident and I think I can speak for every student who like me is gonna graduate next year, what a bad timing. Hopefully, just hopefully, Mr Obama can pull us out of the shit Bush created.

As for myself, I was generally happier in the first half of the year, I was an intern, had no pressure at work, no need to study, spend alot of time finding out about myself. When school reopened in the second half, I became damn emo thanks to my final year project. Still am emo now. Fyp is still giving me a headache.

Next year will probably be a defining year for me, after spending 19 conformist years studying, it will be time for me to search for a job and start paying the bills in my home.

Inevitably, there were a few downs and sad moments for me in 2008, but not one which I will shed a tear for. I just remind myself that no matter what happens or happened, the sun still rises from the east tomorrow.

New year resolutions for 2009? It will be the same as every year, to be a better man. Granted, I am not perfect and have many flaws, but each year, I try to improve on my character. I am a man of simple pleasures to be honest, I dun need fancy cars or dine in fancy restaurants, that's why I live in Serangoon. Its about feeding the internal soul.

I guess this is it then, goodbye.

Die motherfucker die, who ask u run so slow......haha

I didn't know that in UK, Canada, Australia and commonwealth nations that boxing day is a public holiday. Boxing day is the tradition of giving gifts to the less fortunate members of society. In Singapore, I suppose its more associated with the start of the crazy post Christmas sale.

Just before I slept last night, I was wondering what I would do when I eventually receive my first pay check next year when I begin my first proper job. Besides the family/relative treat, I guess I will splurge the money on a cK watch, Hugo Boss suit, cK jeans and hopefully an Alfred Dunhill leather bag. It will probably use up a month's pay but I figured, heck it.

Boy am I glad it is raining. Christmas should be cooling and chilly. If I had one wish,I would wished for Singapore to have snow so that I can build a snowman. It doesn't feel like Christmas without the snow. But for now, I guess I will make it up by playing Frank Sinatra Christmas songs.

I have been at home for the past two weeks. Technically speaking I should be in school doing my FYP but somehow my research senior is busy so I am kinda having a break. Everytime I receive an sms, I silently pray that the name is not Sabet. Did I mentioned he is an Iranian? Oh well initially I was afraid especially when he speaks on the phone in Persian or Arabic, I could only hope that he would not suddenly pull out his shirt to reveal any home-made bomb. But full marks to him, he has been a nice bloke so far.

I still think the best Christmas movie is Home alone.

Dear Santa, I have been good this year. Looking forward to seeing you this Christmas.

Espresso for you?

I was pretty shocked to wake up in the morning and hear the radio news about Chew Chor Meng's condition. Hopefully a miracle will happen and he can fully recover from it.

So after I did all my shopping today, I went to relax at Starbucks, sipping my fav caramel macchiato and flipping through a magazine. Then a lady in her early seventies walked in, those kind dress like tai tai with bee hive hair, her make up so thick she looked like some getai singer. She was trying to find a seat and while there were many empty seats, she couldn't make up her mind. She walked to the first table, but I guess because the aircon was too cold, she decided to find another table but because the rest of the tables had cups not cleared, she seem reluctant to take up the seats. She decided to shout at the Malay Baristas to clear the table, "Oei, oei, oei'". Honestly, I doubt they heard her and were busy anyway, so the lady decided to resign to her fate and sat randomly. Then suddenly she decided to walk over to another table. In total, I think she spent at least 5 mins changing 5 tables before settling down. By then, alot of people were amused by her and were giggling among themselves.

Eventually the lady's friend came and immediately the lady went into a rage, complaining in hokkien about the aircon being too cold and the baristas not doing their job in clearing the table. I have never met such a fussy character, I mean just because you are in your seventies doesn't mean you are entitled to Queen Elizabeth royalty treatment right.

I swear its more funny when one sees it first hand. All these old ladies, when will they ever change their attitudes?

Recently I am back into meditation. I feel more at peace with myself now.

Jingle bells, Batman smells, Robin laid an egg.

Finally a movie that pays tribute to one of Bruce Lee's master.

Wing Chun. Yip Man.

我想做好人

Yet we still go forward. Because we trust.

Because we have faith.

My spirit is writing cheques my body can't cash.

When the line is drawn, where will you stand?

Remember the times when we could tell the good guys from the bad guys?

Everyday I travel on the mrt, I ask myself, is it the destination or is it the journey?

And so my misery begins....

Every morning I wake up, I ask myself, why did I choose ST-32 for my project....

Eh no ref, we got the ball first


James Ou is falling down, falling down

It wasn't the best way to start my league debut. The standard and pace is much faster but with more games, should be able to adjust and rise to the occasion.

Note to self, work on left foot and timing of tackles.

I don't blame anyone. I only blame myself. It is my fault.

All I am asking for is for my own space and inner peace.

You just lead your own life and I will get on with mine.

What you are doing now is not gonna work, its over, get over it.