Monday, October 31, 2005

Raining Romance

Monday Morning.
Gorgeous Girlfriend.
Weepy Weather.
Dependable Driving.
Wayward Walrus.
Cosy Car.
Slippery Slippers.
Holding Hands.
Raining Romance.

~~Food food~~

Wah biang! Shar has pleasantly surprised me again~ Gave me yet another happy food place, and of all places~~~ Changi Airport!!!

I've always been in love with Changi Airport, dunno why... though I seldom go there. There was only once when I first passed driving, that I went there all alone around 2am. I hate to say this but the airport is always a romantic place to be, the yellow lights, the long stretches of roads, planes taking off and landing, lovers meeting, people parting... But please la ok... the parking is TOO expensive. What would poor souls like me have to pay just to go in and walk walk abit??

Shar brought me to this staff canteen and it was air-condiitoned and not that packed~~ And there was a mini garden outside of it. Perfect~~ oh except for the hot hot hot sun..... The dumpling soup is good! Noodles are cooked well too!! Wah biang! And good prices- at the airport! Yes the hokkien cannot be suppressed, but the profanities have been strictly dealt with.

Wa biang! The soya bean drink was only 40cents lor!! Kau~~~~~

Lol.. suddenly reminded of what your dad said about the towel invitation to ktv sessions.. Eee~ a bit scary haha~~~ But then again, if there's alot of good food... then well.... ahem.... We'll have to think of some way to get the girlfriend to croon. She has a sweet nice voice, and I love it~~ *Gasp* I love her so much so much..... everything about her.... so much so that I'm willing to let her know the secret to a good complexion is that you have to wash your face with horse urine once every week. Love ya love ya love ya~~~~ Cook chinese for you! Yes, I'm prepared... ok a little la.... Though coz its Monday tml, Porky gets to stay alive abit more.... Oh hell, I'll save you the trouble and just pen it here. "My dear, they don't slaughter porks on Mondays." Classic Moments. Share with a Loved One. Shar. Oh talking about sharing loving moments... let us put aside our chicken chops and pratas for a while and sincerely wish the best for a pair of bumbling possibly-lovers-to-be who are heading to the movies in Orchard tml. Hope the weather would be sweet, and the clouds marshmellowish~ Love is in the air~ By the way... dun the color remind you of anything? I kinda... feel like eating jelly.........

Friday, October 28, 2005

The Card that Was Never Bought

Had wanted to buy a card, was part of the City Hall acquisition plan. However, no decent cards. Went three shops, no cards that catered to what I was looking out for. Nearly bought a Happy First Month Baby Card by mistake! Heh, so I guess the card (whose content has already been penned) will have to be softcopilised. Here goes:


Dear Darling Shar

Hope today has been happy and pleasant! This one month has gone by so swiftly, and though there were quarrels & unhappy bits, I've been blissfully in love and pampered by you. I want to be the person closest to you, to share your girlish giggles and sad days and most importantly, your life. I adore everything about you. All about you! Being the more witty of the 2 of us, you would know I face the same problem of putting into just words what I feel for you. I Love You. It's simple yes I know, but I suppose that's alright for I earnestly feel that and much much more. Life and problems become less complicated and easier to face with you by me... You have lovingly invaded my thoughts, my grocery list, my life, my hangouts, and my memories. I love it. Share a kitchen with me, please... and yes, I would gladly let you handle the decor. Towel-scrambled eggs for you anyday, anytime. Forever.


KENNETH TAN

Happy One Month Anniversary!

To Bunny,

Today. One Month Anniversary. Happy moods! Shitty weather. Its a good thing we can drive isn't it? I sincerely hope and wish very very very hard you might like the stuff I got you, made for you and be happy~ Shall not write too much here, busy!! Doing something right now, been rushing it for the past 2 nights, yes I know..... I suck at it.... Fingers hurt from it. Hope you would like and enjoy this day! See you later! Muack!!! Happy Anniversary, and may there be infinite months to come.

Towel

Thursday, October 27, 2005

I'm only happy when it rains

Was about 10pm when it rained heavily just now... Felt just like those rainy nights in the past, with the red skies, the strong winds, whipped rain, and that smell in the air.

I like that feeling. And it's difficult for me to word it. It's serene. It's quiet yet it's raging at the same time. Time seems to come to a standstill yet I feel a sense of imminent action. That quiet endless red sky, and that smell in the winds is my favourite fragrance. Everytime I get a whiff of it, I smile and take deep breaths because it never seems to last. It's only enough to make me remember till the next time I get to sniff it again.

Silverish curtain of rain by my window, howling winds, yellow streetlights, illuminating lightning, and loud thunder. Wishing you were here...

Surprise Surprise

我知道你不喜欢看中文,所以才故意特地写这个的。请你别从我生命中带走你。这辈子都别走,就象现在一样。这样就够了,这样就够了。。。

Wednesday, October 26, 2005

ECP has suddenly become ROMANTIC

I realised it's really different when you're driving, or taking the cab down the same stretch of road. I've always found that stretch of ECP near Marina South to be very beautiful. But most of the time, I drive past there alone, or I take the bus alone to and from school. I never guess I'll say this but thank God I had been all alone on those trips, till now. The ECP, with the city lights and hotels and seas, shall always remind me of you, and how cosy you look sitting beside me in your lovely red woollen sweater. It shall always be uniquely for you, for you are the first to share it with me, and as delighted as me in staring out at the beautiful sights and lights. You are the only girl, the only person whom I know that enjoys, as much as me, gazing at the lovely sunsets, the rain, the moon, the stars, the satelites, and the NUS dungeon jungles. I can't believe I found you. Much less that I have you with me. You are so magnetic and captivating that you've even made me memorize by heart that other long stretch of ECP lined with palm trees beside the runway. This sweet image of us in the car and slowly, unwillingly making our way back home is always in my head whenever I pass that stretch. So many times, I've wished I could drive slower so I could have you beside me as long as possible, as long as I can. One of these crazy nights, we shall stop right by the side of the highway, get out of the car, and smell the breeze... I never knew I'll actually say something like this but Thank You Singapore for giving me and Shar the ECP, and actually making it romantic. Or is it just the company? Hmm~

Shar... With your words, you have moved me, touched me immensely. You... make me feel honoured. To me, you shine... and I try, to measure up. Because I want you to be happy, I want us to be happy. The things you've said I've done for you weren't tiring nor time-wasting at all. At All. For I relate to them, and most importantly I wanna do them, and I'm actually happy doing them. Oh yes, I sure do identify with Blake. Though I stutter and stammer, and make simple exasperating words all the time, you pay so much attention to what I'm saying. (One wonders if that's really all for the better =P ) And that is why I love you, and totally adore you. Oh and did I say this? I love our rings! Bought today! Today today today 26th October! Send me a picture of our rings~~

Sunday, October 23, 2005

Ode to Tummy

To: Tummy,

I think it's time you go. I'm only 24 this year, and I'm not prepared to have you urmm... weighing me down. Your presence has been unsightly and uncomfortable. I can't fit into my Bon Jovi tight leather black pants no more, nor can I fit snugly in baby yellow t-shirts.

Keeping you around serves absolutely zero use, except maybe prevent me from seeing my own toes so I wouldn't know when I ought to be trimming my toenails. Our love-hate relationship has dragged on far too long. I cannot find it in me to refuse you the chocolates, cakes, cheese, ice-creams, pastas, cookies, chips, pizzas, pratas, teh tariks, and Mc. I can't gather enough determination to exercise enough to kill you off either.

You really should go, since my girlfriend is getting fascinated with you. I don't like you urmm.... getting in our way. Come back when I'm 45 alright? Come when your other merry friends drop by for a visit. There's diabetes, high blood pressure, and high cholestrol( the evil one). The 5 of us would make a happy boyband, yes like Backstreet Boys. But I get to be the cool one with goatee and aloof look.

Farewell, for now.

This Sunday

Time: 720AM. Just made myself a hot cup of coffee. Nothing like a hot cup of coffee on a cold and frosty morning. Okay, well... maybe a morning hug from Shar would be more preferable. =P

It felt happy and good to be shopping with Shar yesterday night. Thank you for waiting outside the changing room for me. Heh, you're SWEET~~~ Rumour has it that you bought a top with.... little silver bells.... urmm pls confirm... Bells?? Now how is that gonna get washed? Heh, realised last night. You know what's the most important stuff that has to be in our kitchen fridge next time? Nope, isn't chocolates, not ice-cream, not cheese, not cakes but.... oh my, all these start with a C.... Ok, never mind.... I was saying, it's Panadol! Yes, sad to say, we both can't do without it. Looked at you sleeping in the passenger seat while I was driving towards Bedok. Shar, you're beautiful. Though it looked like an uncomfortable position to sleep in, there you were- serene and resplendent. So lovely~~~ If I weren't driving, I would have leaned over and ran my hands over your hair and pale face. Lol~ I know now that getting to see you before I close my eyes to sleep, and waking up to your delicate face would be a merry blessing.

*Pause* This is where I'm supposed to START drinking the now-cooled cup of coffee. Why do I always forget?

This Sunday, today, this morning...... For the first time in my life, I will be attending Sunday church service. Afraid? Yes, a little. But Shar has bravely decided to be with me on this. Happy? Yes, quite abit because I've always thought of attending church but never had the opportunity. I've always questioned "am I ready?", "do I want to?", "am I unclean?". If I could file for bankruptcy for 2 lifetimes being fined for the counts of racist comments I have made, I have muttered an equal amount, if not more, of profanities. As I stared at the silverish morning sky that stretches in the direction of the church I shall be heading to, I feel Shar was right. *As Usual hiak hiak* A cleanup in language would be pleasant. But you do know the consequences of that right? Metallica and Iron Maiden will not be inviting me to join them. Ever. Oh hell, like they ever would. Not that I want to. For the things I've done, and the words I speak, they make me feel kinda unclean, which is why I've always avoided ALL places of worship of any religion. But I suppose that itself is the biggest obstacle in the way, isn't it? Abandon yourself to Him, and find Whom you seek. I dunno. Aren't people always cocky and proud of championing human reason and logic? To be rational, scientific and inquisitive. It kinda feels like one of those confidence camp things where you are supposed to trust your "friends" and fall into their arms. I feel that. To stop walking on this ledge for it is said that it leads to nowhere, and I have to jump onto another road. Only that I can't see any forms of support awaiting me. It would take alot of guts and faith to do that. Either those, or alot of alcohol.

I can't say I will be able to do it from now on. But at least, for today, this Sunday 23rd October 2005, I want to, and look forward to attending church. Thank you for going with me Shar! =) Oh look! 23rd!!!! 5 more days? Heh~

Friday, October 21, 2005

All in the name of Her Highness

Touched! Your first post on your sparkly blog! For me! My dearest S.Y., you are really overly sweet and lovely... I guess I shall have to kidnap you, drug you, run far far away to... to......Scotland with you, herd goats, drink beer, wear kilts, keep a heavy beard, paint my face blue and white on Fridays when we watch Braveheart, and never step back to Singapore ever again...

I'm determined that a camera phone has to be bought so that pictures of you can be snapped in the millions. Besides, I would need to send pictures of you back to your family from time to time...

I conclude that quitting smoking is harmful and detrimental to health. My eyes are glassy, my heart is itching, hands are shaking, attention span is minimal, and nose is overflowing. Smoking should never have been started in the first place. Quite often, i feel disappointed and discouraged with myself for ever taking the first stick. Cigarettes, I hate you and myself.

Getting the camera phone, earning more money, quit smoking, embrace NIE, blog regularly, look farfar away, pose for pictures, cook fervently for you, sit in your car while you drive, kiss your left shoulder while you drive, stare at you with complete adoration and much much more whatever I could do for you. I would wanna do all these and more for you, for us. A relationship needs effort to be put in constantly, as you've said. And I agree with it. I'm doing that for you and will always be more than happy to do so for you, but only for you you you~~~ Ahem no sarongs please, sorry. Draw. Line. Ok... maybe I might be agreeable if I'm wearing it only for you to see =P

Though I seldom plagiarize and detest it, I have to do it in this case. I've said it many times unknowingly, but never as apt or as beautifully as you and Tom Cruise have put it. You. Complete. Me.

In the days, weeks, months, years to come, I will always worship and adore the sweet grounds you have treaded on as I do now. And you better reciprocate my feelings, or else.... it's the kidnapping then.... *Muaaacck!!!*

Thursday, October 20, 2005

My Girlfriend is Sinfully Sweet!!!

Yes, this is gonna look blatantly like I'm humouring S.Y. But this is not the case. Well, partially. Lol~~~

Super S.Y. makes thick honeyed water, provided plastic bags, basins, pampered parents, gave a straw to the mother. S.Y., you're not a maid, you're sensitive, considerate, caring and I love you so~~~ MUACK!!!

~~~Love is in the air~~~ oh oh oh love is in the air~~~~

Wednesday, October 19, 2005

When you're weary, feeling small
When tears are in your eyes, let me dry them all

Tuesday, October 18, 2005

One Fine Day

Recently, I have discovered that someone sweet and close to me is.... psychic. Or, should I say future-influential. The two of us have had the worst chance meetings of people we weren't particularly delighted in seeing.. yesterday. All in a day. Haha... Kinda prods you to wonder about the relationship between predestination and randomness. Ok.... lost the thought..... Something more intellectual was supposed to come on but I lost it, so.... in hollywood style, well... ever wondered if all things and events, people that you meet were decided way before they happened? Had she, through some mysterious higher powers, seen into the future? In other words, is she Neo of the Matrix? Is she... the Chosen One to make things different? Or is she simply the old woman of the Oracle? Are things merely random occurences that conformed to neither reason nor logic? Which precedes which? In other words, if she had wished for chocolate fudge ice-cream and if it did present itself, would that have been due to her wish or was it already scheduled to happen?Random no-explanation chain of events, or fate or realtime cause and effect? One of the most irritating problems this is, for we most likely will never get an answer to. Uncanny and Mysteriously Mystical... Imagine if she had that kinda power in her words. To make things happen by simply verbalising them. All that is seductive and empowering in this world could be mine, I mean ours. That intense sense of ecstatic fulfillment, of alluring energy. Oh, imagine being able to grasp in your hands all that sinful wonderful things which call out coyly to you, passionately rousing everything innate to our greedy human desires. Oh, all that amount of chocolates we could wish for and get... yes~~~ yes~~~ What?? You weren't expecting me to say fame, Brad Pitt, wealth and all that rubbish, were you? No, no, no, there are ways you could try to attain those and I believe it's kinda called WORK!, except of course Brad *ahem*. If not... you burn in Hell....... And no, I don't think Hell will be pleasant, they do not have chocolates there, so be afraid, oh be very afraid. I wonder if she could then lift the Ancient Curse upon me? That terrible, horrible curse spewed upon me long long ago by one whom I adore as a friend, a friend... He was from City Harvest. Warning to All: Try your pretty best never to offend people from City Harvest. I was about to say City Harvest Church but then.... well..... I'm not quite sure if "church" is urrmm appropriate. But as promised to myself, I shall be a happy Singaporean- divided yet harmoniously happy in our differences. Besides, two guys just went to court and were fined for urmm "undesirable" online comments. Hmm, wonder why the newcasters and police never referred to the two guys' comments as being WrOnG, but just undesirable and racist... Okay... I shall not, I shall not, I shall not... do a parapara sakura on mine fields. I had wanted to say "do a macarena on mine fields" as there's alliteration involved, but I felt it just couldn't quite produce the same effect because of the tiny bothersome fact that macarena does not quite require leg movements....

Looking back at my past entries, I realised they were never really happy ones. Is it true that melancholy breeds wittier words? I... want it to be different. For once in my life, I wish that words could work beautifully for me in a different way. I want to pen happy days and happy thoughts I now possess and hold dear. We have had to go through alot of unhappy and troubling events and people before we could come together, and I'll never forget that. I've never mentioned real life character names before because I didn't want to. Never any names. At all. But now, I want to. I get to start on a new slate, I hope.

S.Y. , filthy as I am(which I really do think of myself), you have given me chances, time and grace. It's a great gift, you know? I want to restart many things, if not all, again. Refreshed. Honest. I don't know if you knew what you meant when you said those words to me, but I realised you were right that I didn't seem to dare to trust even those dear to me. But now I know I have you to trust in, and to entrust completely. I want to give you that too. Can't say much, nor do much for you, but I'll want to be there when you need me. Happily. Grumpily. Sadly. Hungrily. Lonely. Sparkly. Busy. Hysterically. All, and all of those- even at 5am. ~I Love You~ May there be many happy things to come. =)