Sitting Alongside You

Just got back from the lan shop with you and your cousins. Sigh, I must say, sitting beside you, being online with you together, playing the same game, and even getting to see you in-game is such a wonderful sweet feeling. Never mind, the mad drives, never mind the lateness, the long walk to the place, it was all worth it and simple work. Don't need to feel bad or sorry for me yeah darling, I've come to acquire a higher tolerance and threshold for things I was well... "afraid" of in the past. You've helped alot you know? =) Thank you~~ Don't worry about it, I'm cool. I love sitting in the computer terminal beside yours, sneak peeks at you occasionally, strolling there with our "pinic stuff", making hot drinks for each other, and bringing snacks. It's no longer just a wonderful feeling of this mental closeness and intimacy we share, it's more of a sweet strong sensation! Love it~~~

I just read your post too. Heee... I'm gonna go maple abit yeah, hopefully can level. I realise it'll be easier and happier for you when I level so that things can be shared between us with less trouble. Love ya~~~

3 Sweet Months

Well well... now that you have my baby photo, I'm sorry to inform you in order to be polite, you have no choice but to do the same~~ Heee~~

Today... 3 months together... Little bumps along the way but still very much sweet and blissful... It's all I want...

Well, we might not be able to see each other today... It is a bit of a pity but oh well.... circumstances.....

Was thinking back about us, went Friendster to look at your pics, at what we wrote on each other and for each other, the books we read, the talks we hold, the parties we attend, the private jokes we share, the embraces, our car rides, the clothes you bought me, the fragarance of your Anna Sui, your hair, your laughter, your warm hand, your soft toys, your tears, Fras, Missty, Bubblez...


Found this little piece I still find so true. Heh, names have been omitted to protect the minors. so here goes...

"Amazing, mesmerizing & smart. No, I dont suppose I could ever find it in me
to be unmoved by this Tasmanian Devil whirlwind of witty words, sparkliness and chio-ness~ Your eminent presence has made stellar impact on my life, beliefs and also my tummy size. You. Have. Made. A. Lovely. Difference. In. My. Life. Drove me to Simpang & providing me the best teh tarik kaki. And selflessly sharing your critical analysis of chocolates, cakes(no pun), Mark & Spencer goodies.Influenced the music I listen to, & corrected my wayward driving. Most importantly, thanks for repeated brave acts of rescuing bath accessories. Oh, & Im highly appreciative of the fact u have taught me that camera phones are ones best blackmailing tool. "

Don’t think I’ve ever told you this but remember I told you before that you caught my attention right from the start we had the first tutorial together? You ermm sashayed in late ahem… okay just a little bit… but that was when I first saw you. One of the reason you always caught my attention in a pleasant way was because I’ve always like the way you dress up. You’ve always look divine =) And though I might not be a good shopping khaki, I just want you to know I’ll always be your number one fan and faithful supporter of how you think looks good. You don’t look like how many other girls dress, you’re different, and that’s one of the reason I like how you look too. Yes well, I guess you shouldn’t be too surprised since most rockstars don’t quite dress in the norm too… so yeah, I think you’re cool. =P

Darling, Happy 3 Month Anniversary!! We’re not mad, but we certainly share plenty of crazy wonderful laughs.I love that. I love to shar. Hohohoho~~~

re-cap

These past few days have been busy, and I've been rather tired to write down anything much. There are some things I feel I should talk about.

On the whole, even though I annoyed you quite a bit these few days, I still hope you did have a fun happy time. Well, I did have a very enjoyable time with you sweetie~~ The setting in your home on Christmas was homely, lovely, almost... fairy-talish. =) You look gorgeous! In a sense, it's like a very first Christmas for me. I've never felt that way, never had such food, never felt happier and more blissful in anybody else's company. I love you.

Well.... urmm.... and now... urmm... Darling, I'm sorry I irritated you alot these few days. I remember you wrote something about how you always encountered some conflict or other in the family come the festive season. And I was hoping it would be different this year, better for you, that you wuold be happier and I would accompany you through any possible unhappiness in the family... but to think much of your distress was caused by me. I'm sorry sweetheart... I'll pay more attention to the things I say or do, and I will take extra care to complement you, to accomodate you, to cheer you up, to kiss you, to hold you, to cherish you. Thank you for bearing with me darling. And... you're the one person who matters most and who actually thinks I'm irresistible. Lol~ I suppose it's only fair since I find you immeasurably charming, beautiful, thoughtful and irresistible.

The Window Construction

Should have posted this a long time ago... hehehe~~~ The house windows underwent major construction... Here are the before/after pictures.














Oh.... since its picture posting..... I should put up pictures of the beloved Ngage which has left me. But its alright i guess... when I have saved money, will see if I may get myself a nice phone with camera! Lol~~~

A Merry Merry Christmas

Just came back from your Aunt's place. Dinner was good. =) You look lovely.

Tell you something, for the whole afternoon after I finished wrapping your present, I was giggling and smiling every time I imagined you opening your christmas present. The look on your face would be really funny when you open the first layer only to find any layer and yet another layer lol~~~ Well, what I imagined was more or less what you really had on your face. Yea la, had intended it for you to unwrap at home but surprise surprise.... we went to your car to unwrap both our presents. hehehe~~~ Thank you, you sensitive thoughtful darling... I love the Clinique bundle you got me! =)

Just past 12! Merry Christmas sweetie! The RJC condo party, your aunt's and even the incoming party at your place, I know I enjoy them all very much. Yes, it does help immensely I have you with me for all of these. If only you could see the happiness and bliss you bring to me. Every time, when you were busy, and when I stole glances at you, or when I look right at you, I feel warm, sweet and very very happy. I love to see you, oh darling I do love to see you so much~~

At your aunt's place, when I saw you merrily toying with the rubber ball, Maple, your hair, the wooden puzzles, the plastic sticks, I saw a very happy kiddish you. I wish I could have seen you through all those years growing up, lol~~~ You're super endearing la!!!!!!!!!!!! Cannot tahan... Can't get enough of you... sigh... I'm hopelessly happily hooked huh.... Heh heh~

23rd

I'm sorry I irritated you sweetie... I very very much need to see you... please...

A Merry Busy Festive Season

Yes!!!!! So exciting isn't it darling? Come tomorrow, schedules shall be packed and the festive celebrations shall begin! Lol~~~ Sigh~~ I love Christmas, the lights, the food, the mood~~~

Narnia!!!!! We're are watching Narnia!!! Yes!!! Though I sure hope we wouldn't have problems getting in with your dad and Mr B dressing up as polar bears...

This year, I can really feel a very significant, touching difference... I love it very very much... And darling, all these you give to me. This year, I'm not gonna maple, I'm not gonna stay home and chat with Cancan, not gonna spend it with the computer. I have you. I'm really getting kinda drunk from this bliss. I want you. =P

You're Finally back!

You're finally back! Man that was a long wait! =) I am so so so happy I get to hold your hands, feel you, kiss you, and yes.. even carry your handbag. Ahhh~~~ happy happy~~

I guess you probably don't want to think about it already but for the last time, let me say this. I was still thinking about it as I was lying on my bed just now. I'm terribly sorry to put you through that right when you come back. I really really hope it would not be too traumatic, so sorry. Darling, if you're uncomfortable about something we're doing, please tell me alright, I'm really ok with it. Don't want you to be quiet about it, and brood and become paranoid and worried by yourself. I'm sorry...

Waiting for my parents to call me now.... wishing I could see you.

Quick Quick Quick

9plus in the morning.... can't help feeling all excited... Couldn't quite sleep last night either... Fell asleep at about 2am lol~~~ Can't wait to see you!

When I see you, would you be smiling? Would you be deliriously happy? Would you be tired? Would you be feeling glad to be back? Would you be yearning to go home? Shall we go eat? Shall we run off somewhere? Shall we talk? Shall we kiss? Shall we hug?

A mere few hours can be such mental torture. Oh I'm sorry, count wrongly. It isn't a mere few hours... If I see you around 2pm, then it would have been 74 hours. Seventy-four hours. Qi1 shi2 si4 xiao3 shi2. Nana jyu yon ji kan.

The Wait is Ending!!!

Yayyy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Last day of the long cold wait!!!

Tomorrow... is Monday! You're coming back!!!! In the afternoon~~~ Oh man~~~ still hav to wait so many hours... oh so exciting ~~ should I sleep tonight? Hmm.... Ooooh yes I should so I'll be fresh and happy tomorrow when i see her back. And I'll have energy to take her stuff and also carry her swiftly in my arms and run off lol~~~

Miss you tremendously today darling.... =(

A Quiet 2nd Day

The later part of today has been largely quiet. After mapling for like 4 hours, I decided to stop and rest, feed, bathe, and read.

They were showing Shrek on Channel 5 just now but I wasn't quite in the mood to watch. Let's watch it next time together, shall we? =)

Reading right now... It's about 10pm. Hope everything is alright over there. You've been rather quiet since the evening. Couldn't reach you on your phone... worried~~~

I suppose the 2nd day onwards will not feel as lonely and disappointing as the first. You'll be fine and enojy yourself =) Gonna make a nuisane of myself and ring you again soon.. hehehe~~~

That was a Ear-opener indeed

Yes boys and girls... not a typo, not an eye-opener but a ear.

I took out my dazzling ear stud to wash and all that this morning at about 9 plus AM. The conclusion from the rather itchy and slightly painful experience of pulling out the stud is that shaking hands are shitty and frustrating. Finally it was done after what seemed like hours in the bathroom with two mirrors and tissue paper and deep breaths.

Uh huh, dear readers, do not pity me yet and don't pat me on the back or my shaking hands. You see, after I took it out, I happily washed it with alcohol and left it sitting there in the bathroom and I went around the house. Luckily, someone extremely endearing and precious to me manage to warn me about the impending danger. Swiftly I fumbled with the darn stud and tried to put it back into the hole. Wait a minute... where's the hole? I see it but I can't quite feel it. The hands were like " no!!! Not again??? Guess we've to remind him not to overwork us by dancing happily to some invisible techno tune." The twist and turn drilling technique failed, the slow and push it in technique failed. The frustrated jab you back in technique was ridiculously stupid. Finally, a second pair of hands had to be sought. The Crouching and Sleeping Bull of a brother was roped in. With breath still stinking from his slumber, he attempted to help. Grudgingly.

That was when for the first time in my life, I saw.... my brother and I were alike in more ways than I thought. Now now, do not jump to hasty conclusion that this is some sweet and warm brotherly sentiment. That tall mass of slime had equally shaking hands!! Wah biang! Though I notice also they were nto shaking that bad and I guess it helps the hole and stud trying to come together were not his. Pain was definitely not in his way. Lol~~~ Finally, after he executed his brutal precise move of Pushing and Shoving Stance, it was in. Yes! Finally! Done! Urrmm not quite.... after that tedious work, the brother slumped back into bed unconscious from all that effort.

Thanking him and quietly muttering curses of the slight discomfort he had caused me, I lumbered back to the bathroom to clip back the stud. Happily I raised the pink mirror of my father, and tried to see the pin. Urrmm... ok I see it slightly. Now all I have to do is clip it back. How bad can that be right? Uh huh... not if you have bloody shaking hands overdue for retirement. Seriously, did some senior citizen with Parkinson's disease crept up on me one night and surgically swopped hands with me?? If indeed, man, he sure kept his hands in good condition with loads of hand cream. He even remembered to put back my ring. Oh well, at least he wasn't too greedy.

Again, the assistance of the Crouching and Sleeping Bull was needed. We tactically analysed the situation and the location of the pin and clip. We pushed back and forth who was to do it. Think what?? I dying to let you do it for me ar? Kau~~~ If only my darling were here... =( Sigh.... Crouching and Sleeping Bull finally had to resign to his fate and muster inner strength to once again perform a surgical feat. Finally, when we both heard the little "click" sound, there was an obvious air of relief all around heeee...

I'm not gonna assume I can do some things by myself anymore. Once again, this proves I need my darling sweetie around, not just to drink tea eat supper and converse endlessly with... and also to do the tricky ear stud. It's about 12 in the afternoon now as I get to this paragraph. What a difference a day makes, 24 little hours... Little??? Little????!?!?! It's been 24 hours I've been rendered Sharless~~~~~ Darling, I want a Sharing marathon~~~~~ Yayy~~~ Monday Monday come come quick =) Miss you. And don't worry, I'm not about to set off for Pulau Ubin or Zouk to lament lol~~~~

10 hours of solitude

It's about 10pm at night here. What about your side? Lol~~~ One might suspect you're across the Atlantic or something. Ok hell, yes I know, you're just across the causeway... This afternoon's sky had a supersize marshmellow cloud hanging over my balcony but by the time I lumbered upstairs and back down with the camera, it's been eaten up by the gan cheong quick warm breeze... Sigh... In about 8 hours' time, I'll be Home Alone. Yes, and I have to wake up at 5plus in morning to drive the senior citizens all the way to Hougang. I am not exaggerating okie... because my grandma is going too. So I'm driving there to pick her up and send the 3 of them to somewhere in Serangoon Ave up ahead. Shall I invite Sponge for breakfast? He could show me NYJC school magazines of how you look then, and tell me how you went about everyday, how you fall asleep in class, and chatter noisily in the canteen, how you daintily avoid stepping on the grass, how you do your hair then, what made you laughed what made you cry, and how you attempt to skip PE classes...

The big question comes: How have I been spending my time? Well... well.... urmm.... I urmm... thought about reading.... Will do so tonight... And maybe go for a midnight jog... But I've been M.A.P.L.I.N.G. lol~~~ laaaa laaa laaa~~~~ Gonna break through Lvl44 by tonight. Then urrm *ahem* can Towel take Missty out on a date to the swamps? Heee~~~ It'll be fun~~~

Shar~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I need my Shar~~~~~~

Somebody point me in the direction of KL. I've got the car tomorrow.... Ok mad as I am, I know I can't. It'll embarrass you hehehe~~ and I don't think I have enough mesos for gas. Yes, I am aware I said mesos... Besides, I would surely miss some crucial road signs and probably end up at Bangkok or something. Sigh... think I can call a cab? =P Kidding kidding~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Milk tea ar? Lol~~~ okie you say one.. shall leave you some... come back and drink it soon... Though if you need to get treated for diarrhoea, claims for doctor fees will not be entertained.

Tell you something funny I saw today? I saw this stupid dumb arse guy who wanted to go Orchard from this hotel at Stevens Road la ok... He claims that he was going there to buy some secretive Christmas present for his girlfriend who was going KL. Think it was Copthorne Orchid. He happily stood at the bus stop outside of the hotel for like 10 plus minutes waiting for a bus to go Orchard. The problem is that the bus he was waiting for did not go to that bus stop he was at. And it took him quite a while to realise that... Ah hahahahhaa~~~~ Yes, some people can be so hilarious and amusing~~~

The First Day

Time now is 330am.

Sleeping soundly eh you? =) I'm just about to turn in too.. just finished some intensive writing. The product isn't fantastic but I feel good though heee...

It's Friday December the 16th. Come 12 in the afternoon, you'll be leaving for KL till Monday. Yes well... while other people might not get it but a day away from you is gonna be sad. I'll be like a lost dog without you. I'll feel like the little girl/boy at the customer counter of Isetan when they announce a lost child. Yes, one day is probably gonna feel that bad, let alone 4 days! If Chicken Little misses Hamz, I really can't quite imagine how I would feel.

I'll be occupying my time properly and rightly, okie? Don't worry for me while you're away on vacation. You on the other hand, watch and take extra care. Love you ooooooodddddllllllles~~~~

Sleepy.

Bear Cub Spotted in Singapore!

For quite a while, the Tan family residing in Eunos, Singapore, has been rearing a dog which is strangely growing to look increasingly like a bear. Even though the owner has refused us an interview with the strange animal, we did however manage to get some snaps of it.

The bear cub, up close and personal.

Stalking innocent prey

Attempting to take a bite off our brave camera crew

A long Day

Yesterday, we were heading to church. Supposed to. In the end, we could not. You came downstairs to find your car badly dented. You cried. I rushed over in a super-slow cab.

Up till this point, doesn't the style of writing remind you of Ernest Hemingway? Okay, maybe not as good.

It must have been a bad start to a Sunday for you.

And you had to settle the petshop stuff without your parents. Not very nice. I would not like that either. I'm not sure if I'm right, but seems like you clean up alot of messes in the family. Lol~ Bubblez' waste disposal inclusive.

Well, I am really glad I could help and be of service. I know there will be many things next time I probably won't be of much help even if I wanted to. Hehe~

Well well~~ I just realised something! If it's me right, I don't think I would have been able to be calm enough and think of searching for the culprit car, and actually ascertain accurately based on all that details you pointed out. Yes, I'm truly amazed by your super-sharp sleuth skills Sherlock. Sigh, I guess I have to be content with wearing ridiculous baggy checkered pants, grow a moustache and call myself Watson. Lol~~~

Anyway, really glad things turn out well yesterday. On days that things do not work out, alot of other things could also turn out bad. That's what always happens to me. Petshop lady settled and turn out very nicely =) Boyfriend did a mini successful parallel parking and girlfriend complimented his driving was not so jerky anymore =P Then just as we thought ah-beng tow truck drivers were running off, tipped off by a certain sotong very much adored by you, we got to settle it pretty nicely too. The boss was nice. Yes, you are right there when you said we could have ended up negotiating with the beer belly beng. Whew, he must smell too I tell you. Heeee~~

Now that everything is settled nicely and sweetly, and within a day, it feels good doesn't it? I've always like this feeling one get at the end of a day of mad rushing of work and stuff to attend to. Maybe it's the sense of accomplishment or just relief, whatever... but it feels good. And it is doubly good when you get to enjoy this feeling with your beloved with kisses, cuddles and pats on the backs lol~~

We have more than luck to thank for how everything has turned out today.

Now, all that remains, Holmes, is a certain small puzzle which has rather confused me, old chap. Just who were exactly the TWO chinese men Informant A (aka drugz) saw? Perplexing~ Oh yes, it certainly smells like a Sherlock Holmes mystery. Off to our Mystery Van again~~ Ooops sorry, that's Scooby Doo.

I love you. And very very much, might I add once again.

It's Sunday again

It's 7am, and its a cold morning again. Going to church soon. Last night has finally been a good sleep in 3 days I think. And can someone please tell my uncle his fried rice is too salty with the salted fish??

Next weekend, you'll be going to K.L. for a short trip. =) Though I will miss you a little bit, I would still like you to go without any worries~~ Hee~~ I'll be fine, and I'll occupy my time properly, reading, sleeping, cooking, packing. Busy Busy Busy~~~

Hope you have an enjoyable wonderful trip! =)

When words are over-spoken, I guess it must get really hell of irritating to the listener... And the speaker is stuck. Wish ... I also dunno what I wish... I just wish these wrong things I do will just disappear. Check myself.

Don't make such a big effort on your part to have to avoid places that would tempt me, or even to try and keep yourself chirpy and happy around me so that I won't feel down... Hoping you could just be yourself, want you to be happy as yourself... I feel pathetic you have to go to such pains to yourself to do this.... please don't darling....

I can do this.

To My Girlfriend

To all the guys who have let you down or slipped by, I'm not feeling sad for them. At all. Else I could never have had the fortune of a lifetime to be together with you. you you you~~~

I just read your postings. And might I add, I feel so much from them: how you feel, the whole lovey-dovey festive atmosphere, and us. Rhos was rather moved to tears also. Darling, I WILL do whatever it takes, and ALL I may give to our life together. I remember I made the promise to you about how I'm gonna make it a point to remember to not throw a temper at you. Ok, maybe I do get a bit grumpy sometimes, well... yeah sometimes... But you have been so lovingly accomodating. And you put in so much effort to let me know you love me, I feel... honoured, spoilt, almost... to that feeling you wrote... tears from happiness and bliss. I think about you alot you know... And the thoughts pop up arbitrarily anytime anywhere, on trains, on buses, bathrooms, bed, dog-walking, blogging etc. And all the times, I smile. Sweetly. Sheepishly. Kinda like Abby in Chicken Little. Hehe~~ Love-struck!!!

I also remember the little-shy statement of how someone would want to hunt me down amongst the fluffy clouds and marry me again. Thank you sweetie. I wish I could say it's because of the festive season that I'm feeling all this lovey-dovey, sticky, melted... but its not~~~ It's you and your words and what you do for me. In a good way, I wonder sometimes have I saved the world or something unknowingly, what else have I ever done to deserve you.

Something you wrote caught something similar I felt too: that being the smoke from just-lit candles. Yes~~~~ Exactly!!! Sweetie, not only are you incredibly glam, beautiful and fragrant, you are intelligent, witty, humourous, loving, caring, sensuous and cute. There are some things I am not I know, but at least I hope to be always reassuring and there for you. If words can't work, may I offer you this pair of sweaty palms. Oh, the tummy and shins are at your darling disposal also. In fact, the whole of me, my body, my heart, my love is all yours~

Yours and yours alone.

Revenge Blogged

This deviant darling of mine blogged while she thought I was asleep. Ah ha, but little did she know that I didn't get much sleep either, warm sticky afternoon... But now haha~ while she is still lying in bed, as I've checked by calling her, I shall blog my revenge~


Had dinner at her place last night~~~ It was wonderful, very.... homely... very happy~~ =) When I arrived, Shar was busy helping her mum out with the pie. Hmm, have to get the recipe for the pie... oh, must get an oven first... Got to see her baby pictures too! Very very very cute~~ Darling, your family can be alot cosier and closer than mine as I felt last night. =) Dad with dancing shoes huh... lol~~~


Gonna stop now... Mini bout of sadness. Miss you. Badly. Sorry darling...

Little bits I kept forgetting to tell ya

Darling, sweetest sweetest Shar~~~~

These few days have been really really sweet and memorable. Yes, they are, i was smiling like mad when i was waking up this morning and evening too... Fond fond memories of us. Thank you so much for sharing these days with me~~

There are some things, ok actually only two that i can recall now, that I wanna tell you but kept forgetting. As usual.

1) when you told chiuling you were the one who forced me to stop smoking, I thought it sounded kinda wrong but didn't quite know what i wanted to say. But now I know. I want you to know, I don't think of it that way. In fact, I'm very very thankful to you for being supportive and patient and being with me, not once walking out on me... You didn't have to put up with this and go through with me, but you do... And I really really dunno what to say... Its been terrific.... Thank you darling... =)

2) I promise alright that I'll try to drive safely and better... Because.. while other guys urmmm strive to be like cool and sleek and fast as Takumi in Initial D, I errm sort of want it more the other way.. I urmm hope I could let you feel comfortable and safe in my car, so you could take peaceful naps in our drives home sweetie~~ =)

The M.O. of a SOB

To begin to understand the patterns and habits of a SOB, one must first know, just what exactly is a SOB? Fortunately, this site undertakes this daunting task of attempting to unravel the mysteries of that perplexing question. So, what is a SOB? Or rather, what does SOB stand for? The inventor of the term was contacted for an interview but it was unfortunate that he actually forgot what it stood for, and instead had to seek help from his trusty companion, the once-in-a-while SOG. As we found out, SOB is an abbreviation that stands for Submissive Obedient Boyfriend. The percentage of them still in existence is quite uncertain, especially in tropical countries such as Singapore where ah-bengs and ah-peks litter the streets and kopitiams. As some discerning readers might have already guessed correctly, a SOG is thus the female version of the SOB, that being a Submissive Obedient Girlfriend.

What is a likely M.O. of a SOB then? In other words, how does this weird brain tick? After tedious documentation and research, we are still quite puzzled by it's logic & reasoning, and especially it's feeding habits. Although one fact is for certain: it is constantly hungry.

A SOB would most likely love to spend an immense obscene amount of time around the female companion, even if the female is not in SOG mode. Sometimes, it becomes almost irritating- like a fly buzzing round yes. Yet, it is fairly quick to distinguish them from normal houseflies as they most likely have some physical tags for easy identification, such as ear piercing, or attempted styling of the hair to look cool, or quirky spectacles. However, if the hair is identified to be truly cool, most likely a very capable female is in the vicinity as only high-level SOGs can blow-dry and style really impressive SOB-bish hair. SOBs also like to sing for the female companion, or tell zany stories to.

A SOB would also most likely keep kissing the shoulders or hair of the female companion. Their preoccupation with that is, at present, still not within our realm of understanding and explanation. What we know is that SOBs love the fragrance, that sweet alluring fragrance on the female. They are also very very impressed and mesmerized by the SOG. Sometimes, they might be seen worshipping her, and enjoy her witty words, her cute gestures, the child in her, the mega-watt smiles, and the batting eyelids. The SOG manages to come up with very endearing terms and words which the SOB will fondly remember. Some of the less-common terms include, shortening a bottle of vodka to "bodka", combining hatch-planning-ploy to "plotching" and calling blogs "bogs" that give to it a completely new and radical perspective.

SOBs would also savor and remember very fondly outings with the SOG, such as attending birthday social functions together, or chalet stays. SOBs would find chalet stays with the female companion heavenly because it means a long time period of confinement and solace with her. Quality time. He would find it sweet and blissful to share simple things with her such as watching vcds and dvds of shows they enjoy and like, such as De-Lovely and urmm Initial D. He would also actually find it blissful and happy to be given the chance to let the female companion have the bathroom first, run out onto yellow brick roads filled with radioactive adolescents to get pizzas and evian and ice-cream. When a SOB was interviewed, he stated it was difficult to put into words the kind of joy and bliss experienced everytime she rests her head on him, or cuddles him tightly. He claimed he felt almost... grateful. Grateful for someone so divine who chose to walk through so much with someone as filthy as he. There were also unconfirmed rumors that SOBs could sometimes be found sleeping on their tummies, but only because SOGs have been heard to lie down and talk on the phone on their tummies too. The fool of a SOB also added that to be able to come out from the showers smelling abit similar to the female companion was wonderful. It could only be said to be similar because nobody could smell as good as the female companion. However intelligent, or witty, or enjoyable their conversations and exchanges are though, one thing that would always puzzle them is the existence of the mythical invisible ink chop on hands. One of the favourite pastimes and memory a SOB would hold is that he was fortunate enough to be able to cuddle her to sleep, wake up to see her beside him, pat her to sleep, steal kisses from her in the still of the night and get his cheeks mysteriously brushed by her. Most of all, he is thankful he gets to tell her how much he loves her, every single day and night. And he simply loves cooking for her, and her alone simply because she enjoys his cooking.

Although current studies are not adequately advanced, one thing is for sure. A SOB can only be happily found and exist alongside an equally happy SOG. They operate in a pair... They are singular as a couple... =)

Oh no, it's been so long

*Has it been days? Can I? Will I still be able to? With these hands of mine can I still type? Will I ever? Can I still blog decently? Oh the questions, so many questions. These hands grow weary with wrinkles. And hungry. Did I mention being hungry?*

Exciting days to come!

OOoooh~~~ exciting isn't it? I'm packing right now, lol~~ looking for wires and stuff~~ So happy I get to spend quiet times with you~~ So Sweet~~~~~ Heee =) Can't wait to see you tml darling~~~~

Sweet Sweet Sara lee pound cakes

I love these pound cakes you know... Filling, sweet, delicious and wonderful... It's blissful every every every bite...

Many many moons have passed since I was a little boy, and mommy bought me this first box of Sara Lee Chocolate pound cake. I took a bite and fell in love with it, craved for it, yearned very much to have more. And it was then, that same little boy made a wish to have more and more of sara lee pound cakes. They were sweet, heavenly and virtually irresistible. Little did the little boy know that years later, that wish came true. Well, kind of... Except she wasn't quite well... edible.... but all things else she holds, and even more. Fate has a queer sense of humor in granting wishes... But still the little boy is thankful, very thankful might he add. =P

for you

It's a happy chirpy day!!! This is for you sweetie~~~

Sweet Sweet Day

Already???! Two months???! Together? Wow~

Darling, today!!! Our own sweet sweet day, two months together! Even from before we got together, I have always immensely enjoyed your company, your words, your smiles, your yawns, your lazy stretches, your sighs, your endearing tone, your fragance~ I miss our tutorial days, hee, yes i miss it, again~~

I wanna kiss you, cuddle you tightly day in day out, nights, days, hours, days, weeks, months~~ Yesterday when I heard the part about the other half's expectations and my own from a relationship, it left me wanting. Wanting to walk through this with not just someone, but I dearly hope it would be you. You you you you~~~ I can assure you, nor be completely be sure of myself I can do all of those, and provide what you need, but I want to. You. Feel. So. Right.

Yes, two months.. and so let me say this again. Happy two months darling. It's been blissful, merry and sweet, even with the unhappy times you had to put up with me hee... Thank you. You. Complete. Me.

Yes, even with the ear piercing and all. I love you! And man, am I glad you like how the ear looks heee... Would have been terrible if I've done it and it turned out bad heee. You're the only one who's always told me you love the way I am, and how I look. You, you you... I love your hair, love the way you sashay, and the way you look. you're divine. Yes, divine! =)

Love you Always
Towel

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15 minutes more

Just 15 minutes more, just a little bit more, and you'll be done...

I don't quite know what to say but that I wish I could see you as soon as I can.

I miss you.

I love Bedok Ba Chor Mee

Whoever came up with, and decided to sell ba chor mee at Bedok 85, I thank you.

Tonight, I got to see my pretty pretty precious again, ok ok ok... I DID see her this morning too. But its Different~~~ Deee-feee-re-ent.

Heee, its happy and sweet to know we kinda enjoy some similar food~~ She's the best supper kaki of mine~ mmmmmmmmuack!!!!

The Hare and the Tortoise

Tonight's mid night run has gotten better.... not the scenery, not the weather, but the breathing lol~~ Feels like long ago when I could happily and proudly look at all my peers, and tell them I was the fastest of them all... Not that I look like it... heh

While running tonight, suddenly thought of the age-old tale of the hare and tortoise race. Was wondering... why did the tortoise agree to the race? Did he know beforehand the hare would take a nap? Was he even confident of winning already when he agreed? Or did he madly went ahead, not aware of his own limitations? He would never have won if the hare didn't sleep, never could nor would win. Ever. Sad.

The hare then? Did he know he'll lose? Or rather, would he still have ran, if he could somehow know beforehand that he was gonna definitely lose, as thats how the story is gonna go.

Were they running for something they had in mind, or for nothing? I realised the reason I could never do any fantastic 2.4km timing was because I always found it stupid to run for nothing, and almost kill yourself doing it... The timing, the passing of the test, the money reward were invalid. I would only run for something meaningful to me. Laid-back as I am, I realised I was only fond of short burst of running, because of the thrill it gives, it lets me feel something. Indeed, though I've never realised it till now, I have been running those short little sprints- for something. Which is why I enjoy basketball. To go past someone, and have the arrogance to look back at his stunned figure was.... thrilling. It is the fondest of my memories that from sec 2 onwards till even JC, I have only lost in speed to two people: captains of the sec and jc basketball school teams. Therefore it sucks.. bigtime... when I realise aging is faster than me, faster than I could ever catch up or reach. It is a futile attempt for mere mortals to try to change that... Big-muscled freaks outrun me, kids outrun me... speed demon is dead. No more. Deleted, erased with such ease from everyone's minds... I'm old.

Which leads me to wonder about the hare and tortoise... Could I ever run for something I might never be sure I could get? Would I give up? Sigh... you're right... when the motivation ceases to exist, you lose the fire. I lost it long ago. I guess it applies to everything and everyone you hope to have in life, doesn't it? But... I wanna keep you by me, always. Faith and reality gets hard to distinguish sometimes. But I want to, as Nike would say, to Just Do It. I want to try. I wanna do what I can, what I should, what I need to, in hopes that I could give you what you need, what you deserve. Let me try, sugar... But should the day ever come, I fall too far from what you hope to have, tell me. I would really rather that for I'll know you can have, and should, have better. I've never felt that I have ever done anything more than what any of the previous people have, and could do for you. That is frustrating, and kinda... sad. Wish wish wish I could do for you what you have all along done for me, given me a piece of heaven, all that I have never sweetly experienced. You are incredible.

The West Wing

As never seen before by the public, for the first time for your lovely eyes only: The West Wing.

The Bed, against the Wall, which hit, my left elbow.

The urmm "new" table and bookshelf. Still undergoing massive cleaning-up

The old room. The camera-shy brother.

The slacker. Pink Poodle caught snoozing. Again.

A Mid Night's Jog

I hahaha just came back from a midnight jog session! It been a long time since I went jogging alone, without my faithful canine companion. Oh well, she's lazy anyway...

Felt really tiring... but it was good... Sweated quite a bit... like when I was in the army. The run was good too, though urmm I think I only ran like 800m or 1km.... The streets were quiet, and it was ultra windy. I hate to say this but it was super cool to be jogging in the winds. The people who were left on the streets were either heading home, or praying for the last bus, and when they saw me, I think they were mentally trying to decipher if they were looking at an apparition lumbering right past them- in an attempted quick manner lol~~

It was only when I came back and was walking up the stairs that I felt Time's cruel reminder that I was 24 not 18... T.I.R.E.D. but happy.

This coming Thursday/Friday... Coffee? Tea? Or Me?

Precious!! I just got back home! Was supposed to call you, but oh well... lol~~ Happy happy happy I could be of service to you darling~ Thought that Operation Tea-break was gonna fail again like supper last night haha~ Ok, technically it still did, but I still got to see you~ Yayy~~~

Sigh... When I saw you just now, I felt almost... relieved, like I havent seen you for a really long time, and I finally found you kinda thing... heh heh... Miss seeing you! Would have *ahem* hugged you, despite your protests, but I was all smelly and sticky from the Parkway trip lol. ~~~mhhhmmmmmm~~~ Lovely Girlfriend~~~~~

18th Nov is a suay day

My my my, what a busy day today... Woke up early in the morning but could not gather enough Force to urrmm... go jogging. CanCan must have been sorely disappointed. Where's RHOS??? Frazzles??? Woah, where????

The feeling of excitment was definitely in the air. My brother, whom I've not seen getting excited or display more than 3/4 of his pupils, was all talkative and eager. I hate to admit this but these two pathetic brothers have not done so much together, nor sweated that much since 4-5 years ago when they used to go play basketball. It was kinda funny when I think about it now and, after so many years, we finally get to do something together: and that being to separate bedrooms... Hmm....

I have to complain about this ok... What's with modern karang guni men nowadays?? I had an Epson printer and a Canon printer and a cd-r burner drive. This afternoon, I was rejected by the karang guni after I happily called out to him, thinking just to make a few dollars out of it. What did I get? "Sorry, lis no want. Got monlintor?" Aren't they supposed to take EVERYTHING??

As usual, the brother did wild complaining, and if I heard correctly, even whining... He even got to nap a bit. The closets and tables turned out to be super heavy, and corners round staircases and doors were rather difficult to negotiate. That resulted in trembling hands, heavy puffing, stiff red necks, and plenty of strained muscles. It didn't help that people were being sotong enough to leave HEAVY things in a drawer of an EXTREMELY heavy table, which had to be moved from upstairs to down.

As I paused to rest in the late afternoon, suddenly wondered about the girlfriend. What's she doing? And I struggled to remember how she looked, and tried to imagine how she might look now. There was a chilly mini wind there, and it felt good to stand there in its way, smelling it, and thinking of the beautiful girlfriend. Lovely mise-en-scene, almost Hollywood. Almost.

There's still sorting out of misc stuff.... Sigh...

While the posting is coming to an end, readers may begin to wonder: why was the post titled "suay day"? I'll tell you why. While moving a table from downstairs to up, yes up this time, don't even ask whose brilliant idea it was. There was a slight miscommunication which resulted in the table resting sweetly on my foot. That hurt. Like. Hell. Yes, that's all. If one still fails to see how it can thus be a suay day, come through my doors and I shall gladly show you why. Myself.

Lol~~~ Miss you~~~~ *Earth Angel Earth Angel, will you be mine? My darling dear, love you all the time~~~~ *

Who? What? When? Where? Huh??

How many days since it has been? Lol~~~ Feels like years since I last seen you darling. But you know what, heh, I'm kinda glad we're coping with it well. As in urmm, well, you get to do your work, I do urmm what I do, and we await the day you're done, and we shall meet. =)

As I packed my room and stuff, came across many books from childhood. I... Realised I've never really gotten good, or "classic" readings... Many books were, sigh.. I have to say.. weird. Why weird? Don't ask awkward questions, hee.

Memo To Bunny

• Do Not Abuse Coffee and thus Mistreat Your own Body.
• Rest well the night before early exams.
• Keep fridge raids to urmm healthier stuff.
• Don't think too much about the cute boyfriend.
• Squeeze Frazzles on a regular de-stressing basis.
• Be cool.
• Drink water.
• Smile. =)

See ya soon sugar. MMMUUUACK~~~

Has it been that many days?

Realised to my surprise it's been days since I blogged... And borrowing the words of someone I know and love, "oh horrors". Lol~

Weeeellll... these few days have been a bit packed and busy that's why... Cleaning and clearing rooms, producing about 5 BIG packets of rubbish, and relocating stuff.

Tomorrow~~~ Collect new specs and go trim hair... oh hohoho... busy busy busy.. And maybe go shop abit in Cold Storage and Giant. Hmmm, hope I don't bump into your mum or something, heee~

Something bothers me darling... I don't know if you meant it negatively... but... I kinda see it that way.. I don't want to be a hypocritical boyfriend to you, or for that matter, not a hypocritical person to you... You are the reason, and a source of encouragement and strength, for me to change some old dodgy ways of mine. I have always, or at least really really try, to tell you everything and be honest with you. Hypocrisy is just... well.... disgusting... I don't want to be that to you, and certainly hope you don't think that of me................. =(

All the best for your exams, dear. Love ya~

Darling darling!!!

I love the oranges from Australia!!! Hee ~~~~ Sweet~~~~ Thinking of the price, heck they oughta be sweet. About a dollar for one, hohoho~~~ Would love to make fruit juices for you you you. laa laa laa~~~

Am writing the story now... Stuck as usual..... block of a writer is blocked.

Passionate Pink Poodles!

Fishball noodles with the cute girlfriend!

Up and coming movie marathon with girlfriend! Cuddle up to watch horror movies lol~~

... Remember what we were talking about today? No, not how Fraz is gonna pounded by Rhos... but the topic of me seeing ah Ang, plus what Medic said. Thank you for the encouragement you've been giving me. =) I wanna put effort into learning, and picking up things where I left off. You gave me that desire and chance. Thank you for correcting my rampant mispronounciations. =) love ya doin' that~~ I won't be putting myself down la, but I do know I never really coped well enough in Uni. It was... a little tough hee.... Walked by the books today at MPH, and wished I had spent my time reading them in the Army, instead of waiting for Uni, and when Uni finally came, waiting to have time to read... Excuses excuses excuses... Hope it isn't too late. You think Mr. Chaucer and Will and Chris and Thomas and Lawrence and company would still entertain me? Well.. they better!!! I have legions of fresh minds awaiting proper education.

As I was reaching Marine Parade, I was so confident that if I put in the effort to look carefully and happily for it, I would be able to find the vcd. Hee~ Even when salesmen told me they didn't have stock, I disbelieved them and went ahead to look around, heh~ By the way, MPH IS selling alot of good vcds leh!! Nearly bought them lol~ I realised you could start thinking of the list of vcd on your side, so that you could pass it to me and I could go prep the vcds for the 30th~~ =)
And I can't believe Poh Kim and TS Video, big as they are, do not hold stock, any stock at all!!! dang dangs~~~~ Was feeling bit down I couldn't find it to save you time, and save you a trip to the library so the temperature wouldn't get to you... But haha, surprise surprise, you had another film to watch, and THAT was even harder to find. Practically not available except for Amazon,com types. Heh, but... at least we could cuddle up together to watch horror movies heeee~~

you look alot better today already sweetie~ Good progress~ Positive, positive! O, O how the boyfriend nags~ Heh~

Help Me Set Things Right for Us

I want to tell you, tell everyone... I know and I feel I don't seem to be able to say good things, or convey what I think. Angry? Careless? Flippant? Deliberate? Dishonest? I really don't think so, but somehow words always seem to come out very very wrongly. And I really hate myself for that. This problem, I want it to go away.... I hate it, hate me.

Am I really that lousy? Incapable of giving the most important person to me happiness? When I heard you said that I was trampling on your feelings, I feel I've been a letdown, I don't want you to feel this way. It makes me all the more guilty when I see the things she does for me, and I never seem to be doing enough or the right things, or make it last long enough for her. There isn't a day I have taken her for granted, it can't happen at all simply because you have been all I think about. Of course, I can't say I've had big great changes and improvements, but do you know, you have literally given me a new life. Its something I never could find by myself.

Your cute lines, your feisty sparkly quick-to-react strong character, your hair, your emotions, your eyes, your dog, you, just you... All of these are why I adore you. Sorry to sound THAT sobbish but.... if you take you away from me, you take away the biggest part of me. And I would be terribly lost without you. I really would.

I want to be with you also because... I dunno how it sounds.. maybe stupid, maybe naive... but I want to give you happiness... A future life together, complete with all the emotional, spiritual, intellectual, and yes.. even material needs you have. I wish very very hard, and I want to try, and strive for that. I want you to choose the sofa, you to go grocery shopping, you to hug to sleep, you to put leftover cucumbers on eyes (your eyes), and cook only for you. All I am I give to you, all I have so shall I share with you. I'm not opening my heart to you, I'm baring it... willingly, gladly, happily. Thank you, for all you have done and given me, thank you for how you love me... Let me give you everything. I want you to be the one spending my money, and commenting on the clothes I wear, and the drinks I get to drink. I treasure every bit of it.

You have filled my thoughts, my words, my head, my heart, my love. You. This is gonna sound awkwardly like a have some fascination with machismo but.... urmm yes, I do want you to take charge of my life come to think of it. Be the one and only happy tyrant to me~~~

Darling, I love you very very much, and hold dear to my heart each day I awake and look forward to seeing you, and each night when I tell you goodnight...

Let me love you

For all the vows we make

For the roads we take

And the stops along the way

p.s.: even in Grandpa Smurf mode and peeking at me with your nose and lips hidden from view, the girlfriend still looks cute, sweet, adorable, beautiful and definitely very HOT~~

While my precious sleeps

*hmm hmm hmm* Urmm the attempted lullaby lol~

Still packing/unpacking the rooms...

Sat there and read my diaries, yes diaries... I kept three from sec one till army. Realised that time was more spent on writing and reading and thinking when the internet hasn't come along. But now, there never seems to be time.

Time now is 330pm, and you have just went to snooze~~ *gives a virtual hug*

Taa taa~~ await to kiss you awake~

I remember

Some things you have said to me, I still remember, and will always hold dear to me... like when you said how you found it weird but would always wanna sleep when you know I would be going to sleep too... These words touch me, and I will always remember...

I want to sleep when you go to sleep too, together...

I want to drink tea with only you...

Tell queer bedtime stories to only you...

Smell only your fragrance...

Get kicked in the shins by only you...

Buy pink poodles together with only you...

Tackle Monsters that Emit Green Light with only you...

Share a murtabak with only you...

Tell you I Love You to only you...

Miss only you...

Get slobbered by your dog...

Kiss only you...

Share a kitchen with only you...

Share my life with only you...

Finish the roads we have to walk with only you...

Only you.

Even though we can't always physically be together, and whether you want me there or not with you, I know you are there with me in my heart forever more. You have given me a home there, in my heart. And I will always remember that, and be grateful for you love me too.

Sleep well darling.

AEROSMITH - Fly Away From Here

yeah I cant wait another day
aint nothing gonna change
if we stay around here
gotta do what it takes
cause its all in our hands
we all make mistakes
yeah but its never too late to start again
take another breath and say another prayer
and Fly Away from here
anywhere yeah I dont care
we just fly away from here
our hopes & dreams are out there somewhere
wont let time pass us by
we'll just Fly yeah
If this life
it seems harder now
it aint no never mind you got me by your side
and anytime you want
yeah we can catch a train & find a better place
cause we wont let nothing or no one keep getting us down
maybe you & I could pack our bags & hit the sky
and Fly Away From Here
anywhere yeah I dont care
we just fly away from here
our hopes & dreams are out there somewhere
we wont let time pass us by
we just Fly
do you see a bluer sky now
you can have a better life now
open your eyes
cause no one here can ever stop us
they can try but we wont let them
no way
maybe you & I
could pack our bags & say goodbye
and Fly Away From Here
anywhere honey I dont care
we just fly away from here
our hopes & dreams are out there somewhere
Fly Away from Here
yeah anywhere honey I dont I dont I dont
yeah we just fly away

everything in its time

Sigh, you know, my words have never before failed me, failed to comfort somebody. And it's pathetic I can't seem to even do that for you, a boyfriend who can't even give the girlfriend solace. But still, I would try, and will always keep trying. It's important to me, for you have given me the comfort and support nobody else could have ever given me. I hope to do the same for you.

Guess your mum said what I felt very nicely. Everything has its time and place. Place your trust and faith there and persevere in what you want. I know its difficult to swallow when our will is not in line with His Will. But resolution doesn't mean getting it our way, or being comfortable with what we're dealt with. Trying to come to terms with what we are facing is part of the trials. Besides, I feel that you're merely standing at a point of the road where you still can't see where it turns or leads to. Walk on first, if not we can never be sure or see where we're headed. Things work in strange miraculous ways, that's what I believe. I never thought I would say, or believe so trongly in what I';m about to say but: Trust Him, for you are a very sweet and nice person. Reality should be the one that defeats, don't let paranoia get to you. Walk on to see where this goes...

And... urmm... I feel that being number one is too tiring... and it is a myth. A painful myth. Sorry if it's jarring... sigh...

bodka

lol!!!!

Tour Guide for the Day

Due to overwhelming response, I have decided to, despite a tight schedule, put in words the passion of 9th November 2005, the day I was mini tour guide to Jap High School students.

It all began when a friend, the drug-supplying Medic, called me up to see if I would be interested in a job he meekly labelled as "social escort". It promised good pay, about 13 dollars per hour, and the job would last from 8am to 8pm. That worked out to more than 130dollars for a day, and all the job entailed was bring the people round Singapore, eat and shop. Sounds easy? Yes... the only catch was that the tourists were Jap students... This means that: 1) I had to be able to communicate in at least itsy-bitsy Japanese, or 2) pray really hard that they could converse in English or do excellent sign language.

Hell, but the Medic assured me that many people doing it did not even know Japanese and could not even tell the difference between sayoonara and ariigatoo. And so, I agreed. 130 bucks for a day ok.... And so that started my decadent life as a social escort to the Japs. I could say quite a few feisty things about the whole thing and them being Japs in Singapore, but urmm.... politics is an unpredictable timebomb which many brave souls have died trying to diffuse. And I'm too young to try...

And so it was on 9th November 2005, 745am, that I arrived at Meritus Mandarin. Mornings at Orchard is actually really beautiful and serene I realised. The cars are quiet, and there were not many of them. The people are silent with their heads lowered, walking along with the usual classic Singaporean overworked stride. To my relief, the happy considerate girlfriend, despite her sleepiness and work, called me at about 730 in the morning and that cheered me up immensely.

At the hotel, things started to get slow and confusing. It appeared the Jap teachers who led the student exchange decided to change and modify plans. And so it was that all prior group assignment were demolished and reassigned. The teachers also wanted the students to try and converse only in English. Which in my opinion... is such as painful task for students on vacation. I realised also that the main problem other people have with understanding Japanese speaking English is that their intonation is too flat. Because of the nature of the Japanese language itself, they have low and mono tones, and that kinda makes their English rather difficult to catch and make sense of.

I was placed in a group with 3 guys and 2 girls, all about the age of 17, or so I guess from their English version of their ages. I brought them to Far East Square in Chinatown where they had wanted to go, and it was a hot long walk there from the Chinatown MRT. Note to whom it may help: Far East Square of Chinatown is actually closer to Raffles Place MRT station okie.

Lunch was chicken rice, yea trusty Singapore Chicken Rice works everytime in capturing the hearts and stomachs of tourists. I suspect that the Singapore Tourism Board should start crediting chicken rice with the deserved percentage it draws tourists to Singapore. It's quite amazing how a simple dish like this could be 25% as alluring as my girlfriend. It's the perfect symbolism of racial harmony in Singapore you know. Everyone can eat that, oh well, except vegetarians but well... I'm not. Singapore mathematicians and economists could go far if they decide to teach and equate all figures in terms of chicken rice. Think of the ease with problem sums for primary school kids. For e.g., Jane's mother gives her $10 to buy 3 packets of chicken rice. Each packet of chicken rice, with no special request of chicken drumstick, would cost $3 and 2 packets of chilli are given. A) How many packets of chilli in all could Jane get? B) How much change would Jane return her mother?

You see? Works wonders. Too crude? Well, not really... it could work equally well on high ends you know. For e.g., assuming a normal price-elastic market, how would a price raise from $2.50 to $3 for a packet of chicken rice affect workers in CBD as compared with workers in heartlands such as Bedok? Ceteris paribus, how would this affect the marginal utility workers could derive from their chicken rice, given that their wages remain constant?

There.

Anyway!!! There was a happy call again from sweet small yuen again during lunch. Happy Happy Happy! When I went back, I was so happy, I decided to be really nice and be hospitable to the Jap students and offered them chicken rice chilli sauce. I told them they should try since it's really "special". Well, the end verdict they came to was that it tasted really great, except it was Especially hot. Yeah well... they didn't ask what... And I did say it was chilli sauce.

During hectic lunch, they found time to peer at the cute ring on my finger and went into one of their tamagotchi pokemon craze. They blabbered words that sound like what a Japapanese Rojak would say to me: sounded like Jap and English all at the same time, sounded like it didn't make sense, at all. Thanks to my minimal knowledge of Japanese, I kinda grasped what they were trying to ask. And after peeking at sweet yuen's picture in my handphone, they came to happy conclusions that my kanojo(girlfriend) was kawaii(cute) and kireii(beautiful). Yup, she is, I would have told them if I knew sufficient Japanese. But I could only nod my head in cheerful, blissful agreement.

Oh I forgot to mention their teachers had planned some sort of an Amazing Race for them thus they needed to have a checkpoint, so being educators, they assumed that the best place to put the checkpoint was at NUS UCC all the way at CLEMENTI, Land of the Hot Wild West. Well, at least... for the umpteen time, thank God I'm not from NTU. After clearing the checkpoint, we headed for Orchard. We did that because, for like the only time in the whole day, we came to a mutual understanding that shopping ought to be done. And so with wild gestures and English and Japanese, I conveyed myself that Orchard Far East was THE place they might like. Off we went. Again. Back to town. Again. Looking at them under the hot sun, for once I felt really happy to be in their company, because the poor kids were paler than me and they were getting toasted under the Smiley Singapore Sun. Their faces were red, lol.... and the their foundations and mascara cracked. And it was thus, I didn't felt ostracized anymore for being a luminous entity, even though there are unconfirmed rumors that the kanojo is actually a prettier, chio-er version of paleness.

At Far East, I left them to their own foray while I went to have a drink and pop a panadol. Yes, they were literally giving me a headache. After that, it was almost time to meet again. Lol yes they only had that little time to shop, not my fault wat, I wasn't the one who put the darn checkpoint THERE. I bought them each a postcard of our prestigious, majestic Merlion who was constantly vomitting with a ludicrous smile, complete with whiskers. And to top it up the Singapore way, yes.. I bought them food. Yakun kaya toast. They were absolutely fascinated with the kaya fragrance taste and smell. Well, but we all know the politeness and exaggeration of the Japanese so we shall not take them too seriously and start investing in Yakun shares in anticipation of incoming Japanese companies takeovers.

They returned to the hotel for rest after that, and I had an hour free. It was then I pranced to Borders and made Frazzlez and RHOS our new companions. Suggestion to Borders: Get smaller plastic carriers also? Not everyone is there to buy big bulky gandalf books okay.

Did I mention? Frazzlez and RHOS are two pink poodles with urmm zany pink hair. I would say they are identical la, but small yuen could kinda tell a difference with the two, namely in the follicles. That would be for the better too, lest evil people decide to kidnap my RHOS or his hair.

Dinner with the Jap students was the last event, before the BIGGEST event of all: getting paid. We were ferried there by coaches, and though the NUS tour guides were all seated in the same coach, I still felt weird. Travelling on the busy streets of Orchard, I suddenly felt alienated. It was as if I was a tourist. Hee... the feeling was quite fun though, and I would have pretended to be a tourist and waved at the Singaporeans on the streets if not for the techno-throbbing headache. We need someting more lethal than panadols, maybe cyanide.

Dinner was not what I thought. Whatever happened to "eating together with your student groups" and "polite Japanese"? We were the last bus to arrive and it was raining, so by the time we made our way to the restaurant inside the zoo, they were almost done eating already. Right, thanks. After that, the person holding to our pay was nowhere to be found. And I waited and waited but we could not find her. So, in the end, I told the Medic I had to go, and he was to collect my pay for me. He agreed. Whew, thank God he was in a good mood. Lol~~

As so all alone, I bravely stepped out from the restaurant after bidding the lonely NUS students all huddled together in the now-quiet restaurant farewell. It was 720pm and it was a sea of black out there already. I stood there calm and cool for a while with my back facing them. Brooding and thinking. After a dramatic pause of precisely 3 seconds, I turned back to them and muttered under my breath, "urmm which out to the main door ar?" After the mad laughter, fingers pointed in multiple directions. Are these orang-utans really NUS students, pride and joy of our country, one wonders. And being the calm and composed Brad-Pitt figure I was, I decided to give a cool smile and waved goodbye then walked towards restaurant staff, whom I supposed should know the way out since they might need to make their way out from the restaurant at some point of time. Well, at least this time the point of direction was in unison. Finally, I stepped out again, in the right direction. After a few steps away from the restaurant, I began to wish I was back in the restaurant. I'd never been in the zoo when it was this dark before. It felt eerie and exciting, like the woods in Harry Potter. Oh well, I comforted myself that at least it didn't give me the feeling it was the woods of LOTR. Ogres and orks brandishing axes, snorting at me was the last thing I would like to see. I'm Brad... not Aragon. But that long walk was really memorable because I have never seen the zoo at this time, and it smells different and refreshing with that amount of thick forestry. For all you know, there might be lost lions or giraffes that the zookeeper forgot about wandering around.

When I waded back to civilisation, I took a cab down to yes.... NUS lol... but for a dfferent, infinitely happier purpose... To pounce on the cute girlfriend!! She looked exhausted, but I thought I saw for a slight moment, a similar glint of joy in her eyes when she saw me, as I had when I caught sight of her beside the Monster that Emits Green Light. That night, we left for home, tired but happy. Seeing her is indeed a big joy, at least for me... =)

This is where I wanna be

Today... I was urmm... excited and happy while waiting for you, hehe... so exciting to be able to see you soon~~ Lol~~ Wonder why... Hehe, happy happy happy! I love it everytime I get to see you. The moment before I meet you, it's always happy, exciting and full of anticipation. Heh~~ Can't take it la..... you are driving me mad~~ heh

Like I told you just now okie darling dear, corny as it is... Come rain or shine, I would wanna be here with you, unless urmm I irk you.

To parallel your post, I love your gorgeous skin, adorable, sensuous hair, happy looks. Heh heh~~~ Miss ya~~ Oh hohoho, changed it to Bunny Tales huh, lol~~

My dear girl, you are very important to me, THE MOST IMPORTANT person in my life. I wish I could make you happy, as much as or more than what you have given me. I'm happiest and I feel really me when I'm with you. I love getting to prance around sucky Singapore with you, and I immensely enjoy our playtime where we get to play and run around and play tag. Nobody did, and will ever be able to be compared with you. You, shiny shiny star. Share a kitchen with me....? =)

The Muse

Recent weird dreams and bunnies nearing exams remind me of my own experience back @ NUS. Yes, I'm from NUS in case anyone thought I was actually 16 or something. And.. I graduated liaoz. Lol~

But yes... these jolts made me think of times when I actually locked myself at home, walked around with my specs on 24/7 and read books which were neither comics nor school texts, cited notes from critics, scribbled down points or arguments that I thought were gonna be radically brilliant, and then.... stoning and sleeping. Yes, stoning.. then when I got tired from that, I slept.

Yes, this was the exact ritual everytime I had Lit essays to write. The preparation is ideally done days before, and then... there would be the waiting. Normally the waiting ends the day the essay is due, at about 2 in the morning. That's when the Muse finally decides to visit me. I figured she must be pretty busy having to visit tons of schoolmates rushing for the same assignment and deadline, so at least I'm happy she bothers to come visit me. Then again, it's not always that she remembers to drop by my place.

I hate to say this but I'm actually hopelessly addicted to this. That kinda feeling is exhilarating and satisfying. Many people have called me lazy and "advised" that my essays could have turned out better if I wrote them way before. Absolute rubbish. I say that because I have tried that, does not work for me. The essay seemingly will not come into shape and form unless the deadline beckons it. Though the prep work should and could be done way before... oops... I suppose I'm addicted to it because of the excitement the stress of having to complete it gives: hours left to submission, sleep, arrangement of essay, thought flow, conclusion, not missing out anything while trying to thread all my points and the critics together. It's pure literary ecstasy. I guess nobody knows about this, but I do okie... I do love stress. It actually gives me focus. And I like that. Though it does not go in line with my usual bochup look, or urrmm.... comic frantic hustlings... After that sentence, I will not blame any readers for calling IMH to collect me, how ever do bochup and frantic go together? I dunno... I just do...

When I was in sec sch, I learnt from my good good friend wenxiong that competition does not always bring out the best in each other. In fact, it could even get ugly. Therefore I realised stupidly that what I should draw and make use of from the competition is subjecting myself to the stress it gives me to try to do something more, and more. But I try not to let the negativity get to me... Negative feelings or thoughts like how wenxiong is a small gancheong spider with a big ego ( he does actually but hell who cares) and not worry about me losing out to him or others. Using the stress to motivate yourself without getting entangled in the negative thoughts and paranoia it usually comes with, is an art. One which I never quite succeeded but hope you do. And apparently, the Force is strong in you.

Have I been selfish

Was walking Cancan just now when bits of the midnight conversation we had came back. All along, I only thought that it's alright for us to spend the time together now, and I want to spend all my time with you, because we won't be able to do that come next semester. But have I been selfish?

...I'm sorry I have been and didn't take into consideration that if I kept being around you, then you would have to get used to a different sch life again next semester. It's so difficult... Wish I knew what would work best for you, for us... Can't we just run around the whole day, eat cotton candy, chocolates, drink coke, play nintendo and sega, and hug each other to sleep night after night...