sunset going down on otres beach
Somewhere, beyond the sea....
Monday, December 21, 2009
Brittany Murphy
Saturday, November 07, 2009
ION 3 times in 3 days
it's amazing that ivp ended just a week ago and i've put on so much weight since then!~
macdonalds new stamp collection monopoly game is totally killing me! i bought 4 extra value meals upsized today and still haven't won anything! i've got more than 100 tabs to date and still have not won any prizes! darn it! hur hur..
All u happy people, stay chirpy, all u sad people, cheer up! and then the world will be all happy, and chirpy, and noisy, and then i will tell the world to calm down, and stop making so much noise...and then i will repeat the cycle all over again.
i guess, it's better to tell the sad people, hey embraced the feeling y'all, and then remember that shit happens, so that u can fully appreciate the good times when they do come around
also,
France' july 2010 hope u'll materialize this time! tsk!
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
“If it looks like a duck, and it quacks like a duck, it’s probably a duck”
Why do we think like this? >>>> "even though almost every points to something, it could be that.....so we cannot confirm blablablablah..."
“If it looks like a duck, and it quacks like a duck, it’s probably a duck."
Scientist would never accept that. But in not accepting this statement, how silly are we being?
If we continue our search for perfection in an imperfect world, and are unwilling to settle for less, then perhaps we were doomed before we started~~~
Yet, if we act on anything less than perfection, or in many cases, confirmation, then we leave ourselves open to accountability issues when things go bad...but how inefficient are we being in seeking efficiency?
anw, 27.9s for 50 free = fail.
Saturday, October 10, 2009
friday.saturday.sunday
gonna go for a dip again laterrr!
Tuesday, October 06, 2009
Saturday, October 03, 2009
4th October
Friday, October 02, 2009
Putting together my strongest resolve, i've decided to use this blog to spur me on. I need to be able to swim 25s for 50 free in 4 weeks..and a 57s for 100free~
too tired to think of anything else now~
*PoOf*
Sunday, September 20, 2009
Finally!
Monday, August 31, 2009
Experience.

Going in soon! and i am filled with fear of the operation. What is it gonna feel like? will i wake up? will i recover? will it be darn painful? will it be go okay? to these questions i was in total doubt, but one thing was for sure. This would be an experience. I resign myself to fate, and i trudge into the operating room
-Operating theatre-
One woman distracts me with details about my name, i/c number, drug allergies and medical condition, as another opens a case of equipment which will form part of my hand for the next 6 hours or so. A needle is inserted and removed, and in place of the sharp burning "ant bite" sprouted a menacing piece of blue-coloured tube which sticked out of my widest vein on the back of my left palm. With the deed done, i ask the doctor what it'll general anesthetic would feel like. I'm obviously daunted and she doesn't offer me any sympathies. What she does do however, is to increase my knowledge on what goes on during general anesthetic…A tube to pump oxygen into my body will be inserted into my nostril and into my body. I will feel sleepy and i will fall asleep. When i come to, i will be in the recovery room, a proud owner of a brand new bloody nose because of the tube in my nose, and will experience discomfort in my throat and nose which wil
l inexplicably lead to coughing and nausea. Also, because i am to be heavily sedated, i will feel extremely drowsy, and will be disorientated. NICE. Time to go in now. So i enter, and everything seems to move like clockwork in here. I remove my robe, and lie face up on the operating table. I am told to breathe in fully from a mask that is connected to a tube. She tells me i will go to sleep soon. And then i remember! Oh no! i forgot to tell my dad not to come to pick me after the operation!..Anyways…Hmm..this mask..It smells funny…weird..plasticky. It smells…almost lik....weir…..weir..err..smell..it….an…..……

-recovery room-
…and i awake…to the sound of a warm motherly voice, which is that of a middle-aged nurse who is at the foot of a contraction i am lying on. Or have i really awakened?…It's hard to tell, since i cannot feel my face, my arms, legs..or anything for that matter. There's a surreal feeling about me. But at least i was prepared. Drowsy i am, with an irritable and dry throat. I try to lift my hand to my nose to check for bleeding. but i cannot move my hand? ridiculous. I doubt i've ever felt so helpless. Where am i? oh yes..i must be in the recovery room. I
struggle to speak. But the only slurs of words that emerge from my hoarse dry lips are "owrididko"? As i struggle to speak, the nurse struggles to hear me. Luckily, she's adept in the local language of the
darnnitikannotmovemytonguecositstotallynumb tribe. She tells me the operation is over and is ok, and the doctor will be in shortly for a short check up, before i am to be transferred back downstairs to rest in the day ward. I plead for water, but my request is overthrown on fears that i may regurgitate it out. To ease my throat, the nurse opens a squirt-tube of saline and begins to squeeze it into my mouth. Interestingly, i don't feel a thing in my mouth, only some hint of comfort down my raspy throat. After so
me 10 minutes or so..(obviously surmised since i couldn't tell the difference between an instant and an eternity in that state)..a doctor comes in to ask me how i am..etc..interestingly she tells me that one supernumerary wasn't found during surgery. In the midst of searching for the shrewd supernumerary, there was damage done to my two front teeth
, and its roots were now exposed..NICE. I attempt to crack a lame joke about a discount on the price of surgery, since i extracted only 6 teeth and not 7, but unfortunately the doctor's knowledge of the language of the darnnitikannotmovemytonguecositstotallynumb tribe i
sn't quite as profound as that of the nurse. So i continue to rest…
…and after a prolonged period of time, i start to feel a throbbing pain in my he
ad. Ah…the effects of sedation must be wearing thin now. Funnily (but not a
t that moment), I still cannot really move my body, weak as it was, so what i did do could be summed as an attempted act of movement. As my head continues to be hit by an endless barrage by some hidden force, I start to writhe and wince..and the experienced nurse offers me some mercy in the form of painkillers. She crushes two panadols, and i sip them up through a straw…the only evidence that i finished the dosage being the empty container which held the load. The panadols don't do me any good initially, but
after what felt like an eternity(5 minutes), the pounding to my brains eased, and i was back at nirvana. I laid my head back onto the pillow, which is the natural thing to do since i was feeling extremely drowsy..and i heard voices discussing wh
at time to bring me back down..and i guess that when the time reached, i saw through my squinted eyes, two nurses pushing me through a hallway, and then a lift, and then i was back where it all began, at the day ward.
Thursday, August 27, 2009
ouch
Saturday, August 22, 2009
twenty four years and counting (HEY STOP COUNTING)!
Clean and raring to go i am, gobbler of eclairs i shall be.
Friday, August 21, 2009
and itbegins.com
Anyhows, today i finally got a group for this module and it is julie who rocks! i really must say thanks! See there is that temasek hall connection there again! today is a little better than yesterday. I seem to be suffering from some sorta depression because of i don't know what! now what that called? depression due to unknown causes. I've tried long and hard to think about why i might be depressed but there seriously is no answer. Some drops of wisdom from those who've been kind enough to counsel me.
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According to Daniel Li (2009), even though there seems no reason, there is always an underlying reason that just hasn't hit me yet. Something IS indeed bothering me, i just don't know it. terribly sorry for being so downcast and spoiling dinner somewhat. Yes, i know sunday is supposed to be my day and all but please forgive me for my lack of excitement. I dunno why..but it just is. I've kinda lost that feeling. I just need to find that spark.
Kenny koh (2009) asks if it's because of the dawning of reality. And as i answer no, he turns up the music in the car, "and so it is...". Apparently it's time to feel emo. HAHA. Kenny is just someone whom u need to punch cos' he feels and says some shit that is seriously insensitive, but painfully honest, and often unerringly accurate. Nobody would have him any other way. He is perpetually emo, and perhaps with good reason to be, and i'm starting to think that this emo-demeanor is actually a defense mechanism and is doing well for him!
Hikoto (2009) says that times like that happen, and she gets it sometimes. Hmm.. perhaps everyone goes through some down time. I guess, but one should at least know the reason why one is down no? I've no idea. yes i dunno if it's okay to dunno the reason why one wuld be feeling dunno-what. nuff said.
Lee (2009) says that it's just so unlike me to be down cos i'm such a happy person! So apparently i am a happy person, but then, without sadness/depression, what is happiness? That really is a philosophical question that leads nowhere. I do know though, that this one Lee better organize soccer soon cos i'm just itching to play!
Wee (2009) things i need a red bull and mushrooms, especially the raw type. Maybe what she really thinks is that i need wings, since red bull gives one wings. I need to fly, and i do indeed feel like i need to fly, and it's funny how inspiration can come in a flurry of creative ways. I find myself flying whenever i find comfort in my guitar, that sense of freedom and power is pretty unparalleled. And so i picked up my guitar. The mushrooms though must be some weird fetish of hers. Apparently i can 1-up. sighs.
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Onto another subject, i jsut recently recovered(i think..fully..) from H1N1. Overlooking the coughing that takes over from time to time, i feel fit as a fiddle and feel like playing some tennis/soccer/touchrug! But more importantly, everytime i tell someone i just recvered from hiniflu everyone has THAT expression. hm..the " is he safe" expression! apart from hikoto who went as far as to say "damn i wish i had h1n1 so i will have immunisation from the flu virus!"
Wong (2009): "you only felt the sianness of having a 3-day long high fever because u are not working working working, else it would be okay la." haha and so i told her not to worry then i've got the one-stop quick fix to solve the problem of a shitty job! i told her i saved my unwashed medicine spoon in a ziplock bag specially for her to take a whiff or to drink soup with! whilst my saliva is known to have medicinal properties, i suspect that the side effects such a rare elixir may be simiar to symptoms of the influenza virus. and once u get the virus, no school, no work! For those who crave that, please just buzz me or leave me a message! i'd be happy to oblige! tsktsk!~
H1n1 is powerful i tell you. Once u've got it, u'll look back upon it like an adventure! and now i've got immunity, so how cool is that!
Btw, i love the new macbkpro and it's long battery life..it's now at 40% and this is after i've used it the whole day. seriously can't complain about the 5 hour battery life there. srsly love it.
OKay..going to scout for some food with Jeanne now..Mos burger is on the cards. All u peeps who've yet to try the Mos Burger Triple prawn burger shame on u all! It's sumptious! It taste a leetle bit like the chilli crab sauce which we all love so much, but there's obviously no crab in it, just the taste, plus 3 nice prawns ebi-fry style. I currently am loving it more than any macdonalds burger and that says ALOT, since i love macdonalds too!
See you soon Jeanne! HAHA my iphone got no more battery to play games! bwahaha! signing out.
Monday, August 17, 2009
jeanne is playing my iphone...
apart from not having my iphone anymore, i also dun have jeanne's attention anymore!! boo!
Saturday, August 15, 2009
...
Friday, August 14, 2009
day 3
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
just had the usual midnight bridge session~ twas' a specially good game today! won both rounds of 3-player bridge whee!
Sunday, August 09, 2009
alive and kicking
Saturday, August 08, 2009
woot!
omg..my laptop can last as long as my phone now when i'm playing games! wheee!
bridge time! PoOf!
Friday, July 24, 2009
now now now it's been awhile hasn't it?
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
Final.Night.in.Vietnam



Sunday, June 28, 2009
AnDongMarketHereWeGo
Friday, June 26, 2009
daythree.dayfour.dayfive.daysix
AngKorWat(er-bottle)
Monday, June 22, 2009
daytwo.
Sunday, June 21, 2009
Saturday, June 20, 2009
pink'd purple'd and to siem reap we go
jsut finished packing! whoO! took me all 40 minutes to pack for a 1 week trip! hope i din forget anything!~ gdnite!
Friday, June 19, 2009
rei ayanami
Thursday, June 18, 2009
Jeudi.
Went down to raffles place for lunch with jeanne and we ate at red mansion who had a 9.90 nett set lunch! woohooo! it wasn't bad at all! wheee! and jeanne finally played around with the camera for abit!
After lunch i dragged myself home for the most undesireable event...room-cleaning! i packed up one side of the floor beside my bed, and vacuumed my room as well! so it's now 49% dust-free!
and look wad i found? a scoresheet from the past! kenny, jeanne and i played 3-player bridge (the fun-nest card game in the world). Judging by the scorecard, jeanne kicked out fat-asses.
anyways,
Kenny come back!
we miss you!
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
wii partii
-Lunch-
-ah mei's cafe.plaster x2.ice milk tea.
1215@Wei's
-wii party = muscle ache.
-timtams = indulge.
1915@NUS SRC
-swimmingtraining = muscle ache x2 + Drink more (pool)water than required.
I was once told that confident swimmers won't ever drown in a swimming pool. As of today, i can validate the mistruth of that statement. It's been about a year since i swam more than 800metres. Another myth is that fat makes people more buoyant. It doesn't work that way. I certainly wasn't floating today.
-dinner-
subway w/marcus & zhiyun.
subway-club.honey-oat-bread.toasted.lettuce.capsicums.onions.olives.southwest.mayonnaise.salt.pepper.
chocolate-chip-cookie x2.
barley.
Monday, June 15, 2009
Fundamentals of life + here comes the sun and mon
(*disclaimer - In no particular order..)
Food.
Love.
Music.
Sun: went with j to PC fair. whenever we go to some crowded place, i am reminded how shitty some Singaporeans can be. Pushing, shoving, so as to get the 3032nd printer instead of the 3033rd. omG.
Also i found the trick to getting between levels fast instead of the mad congestion at every escalator landing. just use the stairs!! it's a tad unglam but hey..level 6 to level 1 in 3 minutes haha. Got ourselves a Canon Powershot A2100...dunno it's capabilities yet so i'll hafta play around a bit. The crappy thing is that it wasn't on sale or anything, but given our need of a camera, and our 2 hours spent scouring the convention centre for signs of cameras, meant that buying an undiscounted camera was a better than having no camera tsktsk..
After suntec came soccer at AC barker...saw chang after a looooong while and suen after not so long..soccer was good fun, but a tad distasteful..u know...like the humble pie that reiterates one's insecurities that one's getting old and not the same athlete that one used to be!
mon: sent j to work den take mrt home...
Dinner,1pm met Gwen for lunch. Had beehoon cham mee with fried egg, veggies, and chicken wing @ this malay(so says gwen) stall in tpy! After, i had the customary watermelon ice blended with strawberry jelly! YUM! and Gwen swears by Honey milk tea, just like Kenny! Ahhh... hopefully K isn't reading or he may be salivating in india. Sat down at burger king for a chat till around 3+, before gwen leaves to cut hair...It's always nice to meet up with my fellow tpy mate so we can vent frustrations about S'poreans' lack of awareness, and unwillingness to step outside our comfort zone! Being singaporeans ourselves, we recognize that we are bound by similar values and we'll try to break free!!!! after an hour of chatting, i decide i am a homey-boy and she is gonna travel the world..
..at least we can agree on one thing..we need to get to GREECE!! damn nice! haha..
@6pm, i rush down to raffles place to bring jeanne home! dinner, followed by a trip downstairs to pay bills. then mahjong. an exciting game ensures.
Booked tickets to cambodia, courtesy of J.
Then RC. oh yeahh 300k+
Then ZzZz.
Monday, June 08, 2009
united we'll stand till death do us part.
It was a lovely night indeed. Friends from IMOS gathered to celebrate khet's wedding and it was simple and delicate. apart from all that, it was a great time for us to unite and enjoy each other's company once again. Some, are close and often meet up, others meet periodically, and then there're those whom i rarely see. Yet this is the bunch who makes me ache. I am not as close to them as others, but whose company i enjoy nonetheless. Dinner is good but soon it is time to go, and after the handshakes and hugs, we say goodbyes and see you soon, both sides knowing that we may well never meet again for the duration of our lives.
It kinda aches, because they are a fun and rowdy bunch, and meeting up once again allows me the nostalgia of reliving some of the best moments in my life, and there's an undying connection between us, but as inevitably as we meet, as inevitably do we part, chasing our dreams, lives, and other commitments. Just so you guys know, it is true that i have other priorities, but without all of you, i'd have a lesser life. And i appreciate each and everyone of you. And though we may never meet again, depending on chance (or mischance), and i may well forget your names if we do, you have touched my life, and i thank you all, and i really hope i touched your lives the same way u did mine.
Now as i lay my head to rest, memory of tonight is already slowly ebbing inevitably along the force of time, so i pray only good things for my friends, especially those whom i may not meet again. My heart feels heavy but glad at the same time.
Goodnight, and thanks for a wonderful evening.
Sunday, June 07, 2009
houston. We have touchdown.
3 boxes of krispy kremes and tons of chocolate..now where does that go?....hehe.
Saturday, June 06, 2009
Friday, June 05, 2009
packing.
-Mini is outside trying to earn some sympathy votes.


packing to go fishing. Rainy. cold. overcast. Bad day for fishing!
> but we get lucky (and in no small part, thanks to our skills),...and so does mini..
Fishing was greattttt! we caught a flathead!! and we also caught this tuna that was too big to load up into the car so we had to throw it back. (yeah right) And after i snapped two lines on the rod because of 2 huge fish, Ken decided to take things into his own hands by constructing his famous hand line. With our new armament, we managed to snare lots of broken scallop shells as well as other miscellaneous items such as, paper, seaweed and empty oyster shells.
Eventually, dark fell, and it was time to bring the spoils back home~
>>The flathead.

Mini the happy cat.
Anyways, loads more packing to do before i return!
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packing in the chocolate. (shitloads.)
packing in the clothes.
packing in my chargers.
packing in the love (said bye to the kiddies..probably won't see them till december)
packing on the n1h1 (bought masks today).
packing on 42below(half-gone..so tonight's gonna be a looooong night...after about 15 pax of vodka over 3 days, i decide that maybe finishing it before i leave isn't that good an idea..i doubt i could down the other 15pax tonight).
gonna have a warm shower now...
tomorrow i will be home.
Un.하나.one.
Thursday, June 04, 2009
on the brink
-Lakers are on the brink of securing game 1 in the Finals
-I'm on the brink of reaching level 27 in Restaurant city
-on the brink of depression from boredom and loneliness
Anyhow, fish and chips and roast chicken for lunch again~
anyways to bro~ check this.
It sounds quite good plus the link-ups in between verses and chorus!
and..i'm almost...almost there...
Enjoying the present.planning for the future
His stories are painful endearing.
Painful - because of when he tells these stories, it means that he expects me to learn something, and sometimes, the only thing i learn is that times have changed;Enduring - because some of them stories are pretty unbelievable and amazing..And when u realize that dad has told the story before, around about 2617342 times, it is painfully enduring. That's also when a slight chuckle and grin subconsciously creeps across your face, and u decide to let the old man continue on cos' it may just be the highlight of his day. So i hope he sleeps better tonight. And since we're on life stories, i've been playing this song on 'la valencia' for a good hour or so. Dick lee wrote: Life story.
Wake up, she said
Look it�s a beautiful day
Downstairs to the kitchen door
And then away
Into the light
Morning feeling lives on
Come the clouds, the moon
And morning is gone
Born today some years ago
And had a happy childhood
But I fell in love and out
Nothing changed
Lived a life of nothing much
But then how much can one expect?
So there you are
My life has gone
But I'm the same
Just my life story
Minute by second a story
That goes on forever with each breath that I take
This is my life story
Uneventfullest story
That ages with each year and birthday cake
Get up, he said
Hurry or you might be late
Everyday you hurry off to keep your days
Learn something new
What are you hoping to prove?
Make some money
Find a wife
Have a kid or two
Thinking back
I like to dream of things I would have done
If I were braver then again I'm not
What's there to do?
Maybe if I had another chance
I�d go into my past
And make my life a better one
For me and you
Just my life story
Minute by second a story
That goes on forever with each breath that I take
This is my life story
Uneventfullest story
That ages with each year and birthday cake
When its time
And I must close
I�ll write a book
And sign it X
And send it to some true romance type magazine somewhere
Then the world will read of me
And say there lived a hero
But too late my friends and enemies
I guess life isn't fair
So my life story
It's self-explanatory
Won't you please start from page one
And do go on
Till I am done.....
Beautiful song it is.
I'm looking forward to tomorrow's swimming session with the nieces! I'm now thinking back to a few posts ago when i commented that i am in a place where i don't belong, cos of the two extremes ranges of ages! Today, i realised that i am not that far away from one, and tomorrow, perhaps i will be reconciled with the other, and convinced this really is a continuous cycle. One day perhaps, i'll have enough to write my own song.
A shot now please, i am getting cold, and lonely.

Miss ya bro. Miss ya jeanne.
Trois.

