Sunday, August 23, 2009
prawns and beer
The Smoking Prawn
On a side note, will prob be moving to a new site, Blogger's been having too many problems.
for anyone who has been following this site
cheers to you
*clink*
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-|10:17 AM|
Monday, August 10, 2009
realised how egoistical the previous post seemed,
but then again, its MY own bloody blog eh?
so i be free to write what i want!
eat that!
blogger's acting strange, so i cant post up the pictures as planned
yet another 2weeks on the island.
-|5:04 PM|
Saturday, August 08, 2009
time and sargeants wait for no man
since my current tagboard decided to die on me for the past few weeks,
i've just went ahead to make a second one for the time being.
that aside, anyone up for a couple of pints??
all in preparation for the coming weeks,
all that work in stall just...makes one want to grab a few refreshing pints.
not just me though, guess its not all that good a thing to be efficient, cause then
people would want to keep bestowing little "surprises" unto you,
thinking that you'd handle it just fine.
only whereby you'd then have to push work unto others to help with the workload.
a real sucky feeling, having others do your job.
(but its a skill really, to be efficient whilst looking slack)
same goes for the rest of the family,
as they say
"work work"
everyone's slowly dying.
That Hokkaido trip is starting to look real appealing.
oh yea, forgot to update,
end of year destination has changed once again,
from Alaska to America.
and now from America to Japan.
fickle eh
but who gives a shit so long as we can get away from all this once in a while.
heading out prawning later,
remember, prawning fingers...magic prawning fingers!
-|2:25 PM|
Sunday, August 02, 2009
hungover dollars
Many thanks to Dajie and her great treat that we were able to catch Sing Dollar just now,
yet another great production by the crazy girls from DimSum Dollies as well as other equally nutty members from all over.
but somehow it just couldnt match up in terms of entertainment to that of DimSum Dollies,
nonetheless, still a bloody brilliant play.
then again, considering how those 4tickets raked in almost $300 from her pockets, it'd better be good.
and then a movie with Alex, strange how it was only rated NC16, what with all the flashing of boobies all over.
not that im complaining, with great and not so great boobies flashing around.
but hey! boobies nonetheless
(yes i know im using "nonetheless" alot, but its bloody 2am and im sleepy, so get off my case)
you'd think that with tits showing, they'd plaster R21 all over it.
maybe its a sign
a sign that the big guys are losening up.
which is a good thing.
hopefully in another 2-3years, they'd sell porn right off the streets legally and maybe even drugs!
in a nutshell, the movie?
think FHM meets Dude Where's My Car, just with more brains.
-|2:32 AM|
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
pretty much the same
relief.
that about sums up what i felt upon meeting an old friend yesterday.
maybe its cause i wasnt sure what she'd turn out like after being overseas for close to a year.
but then, everything was just like the old times (yea yea, corny words)
stupid banter, talking bout nonsense.
well my friend, im glad that you managed to retain yourself.
cause im not sure if that's something i'd be able to
accomplish
thanks for showing up, even though you were exhausted.
(even though you'll never read this post)
and of course a great big happy birthday to ms tay
Cheers,
Heineken
-|10:12 AM|
Monday, July 27, 2009
communal living
for those of you rich kids living in landed properties, the following may not really appeal to you,
but for the rest who like yours truly live in a HDB, would undoubtedly have a fair share of
interesting sights greeting you each day.
take for instance, my next door neighbour, a sweet old dame who cheerfully greets my family with a nice string of explicits
whenever we cross paths.
"chao chee ***"
"kah nee na ***"
and so on.
i've come to think of it as her own strange way of showing us her love.
or so i want to believe.
oh! and who could forget the gaunt old man living on the 9th floor, suffering from extreme paranoia.
such to the extent that whenever we are alone in the lift, he would scoot to one corner and clutch his bags (from whatever grocery shopping he just did)
to his chest and peer at me as though i'd jump and stab him with my housekeys at any moment. Only to Breathe a sigh of relief after i exit on my floor.
furthermore on the rare days that luck would befall him such that he would get the whole lift to himself, he'd jab the buttons furiously to prevent any other "stalkers/murderers" from entering the lift with him and threatening his life.
of course communal living also promotes sharing, such that neighours or random people can simply borrow clothes hanging on the clothesline outside should they think it would look better on them.
(yes, im still bitter about my lost jeans...dam that bastard!)
but there are of course sweet moments, like when my neighbour's kid actually handpicked chocolates for my mum.
yes, that kid adores mother, always wanting her mum to carry her so that she can get a chance to talk/glance at mother whenever they pass by our house.
yea yea, cute kid, i know.
and thus, here are just the tip of the iceberg of communal living.
one of the few reasons why i actually like living here,
cause a day would never go bored.
-|11:57 AM|
Sunday, July 12, 2009
Round 3
story repeats
new batch to touch down on the island tomorrow,
and bless my soul but im nervous.
Time will tell i guess, in 2 weeks
-|8:22 PM|
mission
Mission Objective: spring a surprise visit on ms ong in the hospital and to laugh at her wearing the pink gown
Process: warded on tue, discharged the very next day
Conclusion: Mission FAIL
thus we ended up heading for a couple of pints down at Clark Quay.
actually the whole thing was orchestrated by me, but hey, it didnt turn out THAT bad.
Right?
but the 2pints was totally worth it.
oh here's the gross/funny part.
due to the renovation works going on, we couldnt start work. And when they were, we only had 48 hours to complete everything, hence the mad rush to clean up on thurs night.
Friday Morning
"Oi Jy! there's a dead bat in sect 1!"
so armed with a dustpan and broom, i headed over ready to throw away the carcass.
(thinking that the bat prob hit the fans during the night, which we left on to dry up the water puddles)
what greeted my eyes was a small brown heap in a pool of dried blood.
upon attempting to sweep up the heap however, the heap squeaks and flaps around
leading me to the obvious conclusion that it was NOT dead as well as giving the half awake me quite a wake up shock.
I swear if i could understand bat, i'd hear the tiny bastard cursing at me
oh, but the blood was dried so it couldnt do much, not to mention that it had only 1wing. (i assumed the other got sliced off by the fan)
vin naturally was not helping with multiple strange comments
"i bet its going to die of infection"
"ewwww"
and me going
"F***! now how am i going to get it out!?"
cause if it was dead, i could just kinda throw caution to the wind and just multilate its body and throw it away, but now that it's alive, i gota be careful not to injure it any further.
so vin reached the conclusion
"eh why dont we throw some water on it to dissolve the blood?"
hence the process of using the brooms to sweep water from the leftover puddles onto the small creature in an attempt to dissolve the blood (well, its not like i could use the firehose on it)
and That's when i noticed the bat was thirsty, cause though it was on its back, whenever minuscule droplets from the sweeping hit its face, it'd stick out its tongue and try and lap it all up.
So like a mildly retarded kid i exclaimed: "eh vin, look! its thirsty!"
and frantically started sweeping more water onto it.
it soon decided that it was quite free cause it started moving a little on its own and offering it my finger to grasp to lift itself, it kinda got the message and tried gripping the finger.
failed however, maybe cause its so dam small, and my finger was too big.
had to go looking around for a twig for it
ended up placing it on a small dried up bonsai tree outside the office.
not before showing it off though (how often do you get to carry a bat around on a stick??)
then came the secondary job of finding its lost wing. Didnt want the macabre sight of a severed wing on a bed to greet the new kids on their first day.
failed though after looking around on the floor.
"eh vin, i found the wing"
only found it looking up,
there it was stuck to the fan switch.
i think it's going to die anyways since it cant hunt no more.
but ill bet it'd choose plant over trash bin anydayLabels: bats
-|12:11 AM|
Sunday, July 05, 2009
biggg rain
rain equals sleep
sounds familiar?
well, it should. Its like been an imperial decree since the ancient Chang Dynasty passed down through the ages till it reaches our humble hands now.
which is why i adhere to this programming and partake in that activity no matter how much i hate sleeping.
On the other hand, yesterday whilst watching Tv at home, we were met with the sight of mother bursting through the front door asking if i'd taken my jeans down. I promptly replied no, and was met with a string of curses in multiple languages (ok. i exaggerate)
She had apparently reached the conclusion that some twat had helped himself to my jeans whilst he was probable walking along the corridor,
Great.
who the flying fuck steals jeans nowadays??
Hence we formulated the perfect plan.
To go and buy a new pair.
Enter the proud owner of a pair of Straight Cut jeans.
my first pair, considering how the others were Baggy
alright, back to watching War of The Worlds, its on tv now
gee now there's some fucktard walking around in my jeans somewhere
Labels: jeans and rain
-|7:45 PM|
Saturday, July 04, 2009
the new and the old
two new additions have made their way into the household.
no.1 : guitar
no.2: 42' Panasonic Vierra
imagine my surprise when i walked through the front door only to have a 42' TV greet me in place of the old 20something.
with mother happily lounging on the couch and smiling at me.
"ma, where's our old TV?!"
apparently my uncle being the eccentric man he is decided on ordering 2 of these monsters and giving one each to his sisters.
i was left with the rest of the night wondering what the heck the occasion was that would lead to such drastic actions.
come to think of it, i've still yet to figure it out.
and the bit regarding the guitar?
well, dajie decided one day she wanted to try her hand at the guitar since shes pretty much mastered the piano.
so we headed down just now after lunch to get a 2nd hand one.
tada.
two new additions to the household.
-|6:19 PM|
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