Thursday, September 28, 2006

Someone go to Frisco with me in November so my air ticket will be cheaper!!!!

posted @11:47 AM
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Wednesday, September 27, 2006

Rachel Ray... yummy!

... her cooking, I mean. The female equivalent of Jamie Oliver. Hotdamn! She can cook my meal anytime! Gosh i think i'm a sucker for blondes who can cook. Now there's something of an oxymoron isn't it? mmmm... But lucky thing Andrea isn't a blonde. I think i'll go mad if she were... yup. I've decidedly moved on from dating bimbos and settled on one reliable, lovely lady. Bimbos are nice to look at - sometimes. But bad for the bwain. And my spelwing. And i love my bwain too much. mmmm... beeeerrrr.... I think i should sign up for cooking class with DSoon's mum when she starts... gotta be learn how to cook cos cooking is so goddamn sexy. yeah, that's the only reason. *twiddles fingers*

Got a hot date at Giraffe in Istana Park tonight... yeah, i know, the restaurant name doesn't really do it any justice. I'm looking forward to the angel hair pasta with laksa sauce! Fusion smushion. Yummy tummy. plucky ducky. Whiney pin... ok i'll stop now.

I'm beginning to love 'squatting' in Vivien's room... blasting my music at the same time. Wonderful! Tomorrow I get to taste wine when i'm ordering for jessie and doren's wedding... and watch Forbidden City with mum and dad! Gotta slip in shopping with stephie soon too... haha... "family bonding". How fun! hopefully can take lotsa pictures. Till then, au revoir!!

... where the fuck is my digicam?? Arghhh

posted @3:54 PM
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hoooo youuuu?

That's what granny pereira used to say when she saw my father. Pretending not to recognise him. hahah what a funny old lady! except when she wanted to kiss me. EEkss! God rest her soul.

What's in a name? We all take our identity for granted huh? Just the other day i met good old Goofy Gilbert Yeoh, one of the lecturers in the English Department. He called me "Chin". Cos Shane sounds like Shin which sounds like Chin. And to think i intentionally (over)emphasized the Shaaayyyyyynnnnne part of my name. Sigh.. u can teach english but you can't pronounce words ploppelly Giwberr. Tsk tsk. But he's still such a funny little old boy lah.

I remember Beng Huat used to think I was this other guy who went over to France on an internship programme. He asked me "hey when did you come back from France?" and i was like... "..." cos the guy he's referring to is this absolutely gay mat. Best. At least now he knows who I am and by name too! Wonder why he thinks so highly of me and keeps asking me to go do my Phd. Don't tell me it's another Shane... OH MAAaannnnn.

Ho Kong Chong kept telling me "eh sorry i whacked you in conference that day nothing personal".. and i was like "i wasn't at any conference." He did it TWICE in 3 days some more. TSK. The malay stall auntie kept trying to hint to me "are you sakit (sick)?" cos it's fasting month and i was buying food. And Rose Liang kept calling me 'Lou' for at least a month.

Face it, Shane. Despite the fact that your wonderful friends think you look absolutely eurasian, most people think you look like a mat. And gay. And Filipino. Hahahahha! What a combination (can i have fries with that?)

Ah... the essentialized notion of race and sexuality in our tiny island... how absolutely wonderful.

posted @11:56 AM
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Saturday, September 23, 2006

Trying is over-rated.

Captain Kirk:
Spock, We're extremes, you and I; you're overly rational, and I'm always ready to jump into the fire. Reality, however, lies somewhere in between.

1
I tried to just be friendly cos i was feeling optimistic, but i got it slammed in my face. Being rational and abiding by silly rules we made is just half the journey. What about feelings? i never agreed with this whole rational approach to relationships and friendships. Everything has to have a balance of emotion and rational thought. Star Trek taught me that. You should watch it. You say you've got nothing much to think about, so what's going on here? Is there something more to this than you are telling me?

2
I tried to give this particular person a chance at the possibility of friendship, especially after blowing me off for the past 3 weeks. Some things are just hard to break. What are you doing? Giving me a pity sms? Get over yourself. I'm gonna ignore you from now on. You're not even worthy of my friendship. No, i won't see you next friday. Funny.. our non-existent friendship was over before it even started. A blip in my life story.

3
i missed her lots today. I'm worried that things have moved past the both of us to reach out and catch each other again. Reading her blog now, she sounds like a totally different person from the one i remember. Maybe she's happier without me, and i should be prepared to close up all the holes in my heart, but even with this thing having over my head, i still hope that i'm not too late... silly me. I can't wait till wednesday, but i'm afraid that i won't recognise the person i meet then. And that'll just tear me apart. Did i turn you into something you're not? and now that you're free, you're back to being you?

4
Raraaraaaarrrrrrrrrr!!!!!!!! BAH.

5
empty again.
sunken down so far
so scared to fall,
might not get up again.
so i lay at your feet
all my brokenness
i carry all of my burdens to you

All of these things
held up in vain
no reason no rhyme
just the scars that remain
all of these things so much afraid
scared out of my mind
by the demons i've made
sweet jesus you've never ever let me go
oh sweet jesus, never ever let me go.

posted @2:59 PM
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Thursday, September 21, 2006

Gripes and Whine.

Why is it that I am seeing more and more assholes on the road who think it's bright enough so they don't have to turn on their headlights at blinkin' 8PM??? At first i thought it was just little over-observant me, but i asked kenneth and some of the guys and they all remonstrated about the same fuckin problem. I actually walked up to one car when i was crossin the road yesterday, tapped his window and said "hi, i'm sure you'd like to turn on your lights ya?". Of course he gave me a dirty look. Of course he wound up his window nonchalantly. And of course he turned on his fucking headlights. MORON COCK ASS PIN HEAD. If you as a driver bloody well know how "invisible" pedestrians look (even though they think that they are damn visible in the light), then you bloody well know that the same rule applies to fuckin cars at night! Slap your face.

Had wine and dinner and cake at Giraffe in the Istana park last night with adeline and gang to celebrate pambie's birthday (preman, you owe me 50 bucks and yes i still remember)... nice place, had horrible steak, but pretty good fusion pasta. And no, no photos cos i have no fuckin idea where the heck my digicam went.

I decided to postpone my retreat at Hangout hotel cos i have a fuckin cold. BLAST. feel sick now. i just wanna go home and sleeeeeeeep.

-end-

posted @3:15 PM
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Monday, September 18, 2006

Call me when you're sober.

3 things today.

One
Not meeting up again? Why do i even bother asking some people out? I must be a sucker for punishment. I decided to have lunch with someone who wants to have lunch with me today. Not even as a date but getting to know someone. Sick and tired of banging my head against the wall.

Lunch with Sophie was pleasantly fun and amusing. Thank you. :)

two
In other news, today my mum, dad, and myself, got letters from the Election Office demanding an explanation of why we didn't vote. Eh nah buay, all three of us voted lor. What the heck? The lack of efficiency makes you really wonder about the efficiency in the entire voting operation. What's with the cancelling of names when you receive your ballot paper if they don't remember it? Or did it get lost in the system? In fact, did our votes get lost in the system? Kah nee nah. On the other hand, people were paranoid that the PAP was tracking who voted for them and who didn't, and were afraid to vote against them. Well, this proves that they don't know what the heck is going on. So don't be afraid. Our government can also be quite inefficient and incompetent.
three

Manchester United 0 Arsenal 1
Just let us enjoy this. You guys have been winning all the while. And don't say you played badly. We played well enough. Accept it just this once. That's all i got to say about that.

... Blast it i love Coldplay's X & Y and Keane's Under the Iron Sea!

posted @3:32 PM
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Friday, September 15, 2006

Whither Civil Society?
it's crammed up my ass.

So these three guys met up to distribute facts about the IMF and the perils of globalization. Whats the harm in that? But of course this is Singapore. Someone complained that they were possibly disturbing the peace. WTF. So the coppers rounded them up and asked them to go the station to make a statement. The funny thing is they decided not to ask any more than just two friends because of that nasty "illegal gathering" law which stipulates a '4 or more' condition for arrest. And now they're being investigated under Sec 151A of the Penal Code Cap 224 - printing & possessing material which may incite violence or counsel disobedience to the law. Wa lau eh... that's one thing about this gahmen... if they wanna get you to (not) do something, they'll find some fuckin loophole to screw your ass. You can count on it. (now, not that i'm not saying the police is the gahmen, cos they probably have no choice. but that's a debate for elsewhere).

I guess it's become so pathetic that even a quiet protest, unless its not surrounded by police, registered, and held in an enclosed room, is a threat to national security. We seriously MUST be that fragile that a mere word, paper, or even tee shirt let alone a cartoon poster of a white elephant could unravel our social fabric. i bet you if a group of Race A farted in a group of Race B's direction, we'd be in trouble. There'll be racial riots. We're not portraying a nation of peace and stability, we're portraying a nation of weaklings and racists, constantly on the verge of racial and political breakdown and violence. In other words, we're showing that we are inherently unstable for economic and social development.

Please, screw the government and take your business to somewhere else. China sounds like a good place. Sure, this may hurt our pockets, but sometimes in order to change a hardass and show them that the people are in charge, not them, you have to take some shit yourself.

___

Police have interviewed three Singaporean men following a tip-off that some disturbances may be caused at the Suntec City Convention Centre.

As a security precaution, Police traced the identity of three men on receiving the information. They were contacted and asked to come to be interviewed by the Police. The three men, a Chinese National Serviceman in his late teens; a Sikh in his late 20s - a part-time tutor, and an Indian in his early 20s - a student, voluntarily agreed to provide their statements at Clementi Police Division yesterday evening (13 Sept 06). Some pamphlets concerning IMF-related issues, and some computer hardware have been seized for investigations. Police are investigating the offence under Sec 151A of the Penal Code Cap 224 - printing & possessing material which may incite violence or counsel disobedience to the law.

The 3 men had not been arrested. They left the station early this morning (14 Sept 06) after providing their statements.
PUBLIC AFFAIRS DEPARTMENT
SINGAPORE POLICE FORCE
14 Sept 2006 @ 6.15pm

http://www.spf.gov.sg/mic/2006/060914_threemenassist.htm

posted @11:50 AM
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Thursday, September 14, 2006

... in other news, i'm embarassed to say that my conference paper is giving me a fckin intellectual orgasm. It's lookin fckin guuuuuuuuudddddaaaaaaaahhhhhh.

hrmpf.

posted @2:14 PM
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Wednesday, September 13, 2006

Of Balls and Sweets.

Met I-lin and Kenneth last night for some beef balls extravaganza near Seah Street... Kenneth enjoyed himself so much that he wanted to eat another bowl of BB noodles, but the shop closed on him muahahahhaha. We walked past Kilinneys Kopitiam and he kept drooling at the half-boiled eggs and kaya toast. Such a tall skinny greedy bugger. tsk tsk tsk.
I-lin had to run off to have a.. uh... heck i'll just say it...SHIT. So Kenneth and I thought hmmm where should we go eat next?

Now look, before you go all motherly on me and say "when you're eating don't say shit or anything disgusting like that", let me assure you that shit and food are related, and such a relationship is not as disgusting as one would imagine. Whatever you eat comes out as shit, so it's like breathing and farting... should we not fart when we're breathing (or when somebody else is for that matter?) Granted you wouldn't breath in when someone else farts, but that's not really the same thing, just as how you wouldn't eat while you're shitting nor eat someone else's shit. So there. Thinking and talking about food and shit at the same time doesn't make you a bad person. Don't believe everything your mum tells you.

But i digress. So we went to Bakerzin at Raffles City (where they have this annoying chirping bird call going on 24/7 in the restaurant, so much so when i started whistling back at them, noone noticed) and Kenneth pigged out on cafe affogato and 5 tapas desserts (which translates to really small portions of creme brulee, banana tart and various other chocolate and coffeeish things in glass cups that rolled around on your table aimlessly. Cos they have a round base. Yeah. I dunno why either don't bother asking me. Topped all that shite with a pot of cammomile. mmmmm niceeeeeee. :) Gave I-lin her birthday prezzie... 2 tickets to the Vienna Boys' Choir. Since i myself can't go cos i have to attend a wedding the next morning (and i'm the best man), i thought i'd give it to someone else to enjoy. Would have given 'em to kenneth but the bastard just wanted me to spend 77 bucks on him so he could see what the inside of the esplanade hall looked like. Buy your own ticket, scumbag :P

Ken and I decided we should go to Mortons and have the Godiva chocolate cake one day cos i was raving about it. Chocolate ooooooziing out of that warm... ok dammit now i'm hungry. I think we should ask Joan and Ling along. Mmmmm... chocolate cake.

posted @10:43 AM
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Tuesday, September 12, 2006

Escape with me.

I've decided that i need time away from home, away from the office, to concentrate on my work. So next week, in on Thursday and checkout Saturday late morn (21-23 Sept), i'm gonna run away to the Hangout@Mt. Emily (don't tell anyone ok). It's a swell place located in an ulu spot on Mt. Emily. It's hard to get to, to the funny thing is there's a long path that leads from the back of the hostel to somewhere near Parklane, Selegie Road. So it's accessible and non-accessible at the same time. At least if i get mugged on the way down i can stumble onto a big crowd of helpful Singaporeans. hmmm. that oxymoron doesn't sound too good at the moment.

But! I would love some company. If you work in the area, meet me for your lunch break! And if you're free for dinner or supper, please gimme a call. Being alone is no fun if you can't meet up with friends or enjoy the great company of someone special. Yeaaaaaa, that made total sense to you, i'll bet.

But seriously, if you wanna escape with me please just call me. There's a damn nice pool (see the picture on top!), a nice room with a damn nice view, places to chill and eat... it's a great place to just sit back, keep the world at an arm's length, and take time to think.

We don't even have to talk if you don't want to.

posted @12:55 PM
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Monday, September 11, 2006

Fat People.

I want to talk about fat people. Cos Ling made me think about it. (Don't deny it... it's your fault! ;P) Fat people are... fat. Fat is a label. Well it also refers to a collection of molecules on the inside that makes for a larger-than-life package on the outside. We call people like that fatso, fatty, and Moses Lim. So why is it so prevalent and discriminatory? Sure, many a times have i sat next to someone who's fat spilled over the airplane seat, suffocating me against the window, and what makes this worse is i have to pay for excess luggage and my seat is just as expensive even though i technically burn less fuel and have less natural luggage (why is the bloody fuel tax so high?? 300 bucks to the States?? cheee baiii). They take up the space of 4 skinny people in a 10 max. pax. lift, and 3 seats on the MRT. So why shouldn't we discriminate against them?

I tell you why. Cos the rest of us are fuckin' skinny. And skinny people can be hypocrites. Come on, let's accept that fact. Institutions, magazines, and pop culture laude the fact that big (let alone fat) = unhealthy, and skinny= healthy. Now let's just look at the TAF club programme in schools. Trim And Fit. It's supposed to be a clever pun on "tough". But i bet i know the real reason they didn't call it Fit And Trim (I can hear you say it now: "Cos it spells FAT, you dumbass").

Now, why the heck is it only institutionally "fat" people join the TAF club? What about those bloody anorexic females i'm seeing more and more of? Or those "cancer" babes on CK1 ads? Are you saying they're (heavens forbid)... FIT??? Heck, they're not even TRIM - they're downright BONES. I say put all of them in the TAF club. During meals, give the "fat" guys' food to the skinny bastards to eat, and put them on different forms of exercise regimes for their relatively sickly conditions. Now that, is fair play. Equal discrimination all round.

Plus it solves the problem of spillage on all future long-haul economy flights.

posted @11:53 AM
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Thursday, September 07, 2006

Blind (Goodbye to you)

After all this time

I'd never thought we'd be here
... i love you more than you'll ever know,
and part of me died when i let you go.

Goodbye to you
goodbye to everything that i knew
you were the one i loved
the one thing that i tried to hold on to

... i'd fall asleep only in hopes of dreaming
that everything will be like it was before
but nights like this it seems are slowly fading
they disappear as reality is crashing to the floor.

goodbye to you
you were the one thing that i tried to hold on to.

posted @2:35 PM
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Tuesday, September 05, 2006

...and it Falls on Me

I've seen you hanging round
This darkness where I'm bound
And this black hole I've dug for me
And silently within
With hands touching skin
The shock breaks my disease
And I can breathe

And all of your weight
All you dream
Falls on me it falls on me
And your beautiful sky
The light you bring
Falls on me it falls on me

Your faith like the pain
Draws me in again
She washes all my wounds for me
The darkness in my veins
I never could explain
And I wonder if you ever see
Will you still believe?

Am I that strong
To carry on?
I might change your life
I might save my world
Could you save me?

*picture courtesy ernestgoh.com. Lyrics by Fuel

posted @4:14 PM
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This looks extremely enjoyable, although its expensive (cos it's for charity), and i won't be around to watch it. San Jose is going to cost me 2000 freakin' bucks AT LEAST in air fare! Sheesh. All this effort better be worth it.

http://www.britishtheatreplayhouse.com

...in other news, taught my first Singapore Society class today... a record 14 girls and 1 guy. The 2 other guys decided not to show up. Cool! hahaha... one group was a little unresponsive, but i think the article i gave them to ponder about was beyond ponderable limits. Oh well... There's always the exciting next lesson! And Yan'an.. i ended 12 minutes before time ok!??!

posted @3:08 PM
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That's just fuckin' sway.

The beloved croc hunter is dead. I passed by the zoo he reside(d) in when i was in australia and we were just saying how cool it would be to just go there and watch his silly antics. Then he had to get killed by a fucking stingray. Wor ka li kong ah, if i were there i take that fucking stingray and make BBQ. Can sell at least $15. Kah nee nah si stingray. Buay tahan. I don't think its Sharks that have started more frequent attacks on humans. All the reports come from australia. This fuckin confirms it. It's not sharks. It's AUSTRALIAN marine life. Soon the aussie tuna and marlin will head in-shore and kill more naked sunbathers and surfers. Just you wait.

He'd probably say "Croc's Will". Lan jiao crocs Will lah! The chee bai stingray killed you man. Decided to whip his tail and stab you through the heart. Maybe the stingray loved you. You didn't love her back. You heartbreaker. How to not believe in Karma?

Just damn fuckin sway.

posted @12:08 PM
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Oh life why me again?

a call in the middle of the night

you tell me someone's been taking photos off the net

and sending it to you and saying

"you MUST be going out with him".

Now you're into the shit, though you shouldn't be.

Why am I being involved in this? Did you tell me the whole truth? i thought we were friends? What business is it of his anyway??

None of it is true, so why am I the target again? Why is the whole world out to get me?

What the fuck did I do to get all this bad karma?

...wait. I know.

But it's not just and just not fair.

*now tell me, what the heck is wrong with the below pic? Does it show in any way that i'm going out with the girl on the right?

posted @8:47 AM
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Saturday, September 02, 2006

Beautiful Dawn...

WOMAD... hard to believe that a lot of us met there for the first time. So many years of friendship, meeting new ones and making connections with new souls while losing touch with others. Time passes, and those we used to be so close to have come and gone, but you always find new friends to pass the time with. I wonder how i will feel when it's my time to go. To start a new life with someone special. To face new challenges away from every other thing that i love and care about. When i have to be the one that was here once before, but gone the next moment. Who will replace me? Which soul will be there when i cannot? Will you still remember me when I am no longer here?

oh yeah, and i saw someone with a damn nice ass there. Woo hoo! ;P LOL

Beautiful dawn - I'm just chasing time again.
Thought I would die a lonely man, in endless night.
But now I'm high; running wild among all the stars above.
Sometimes it's hard to believe you remember me.

posted @4:25 PM
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