Looking into the mirror

Lately, I’ve heard people saying I appear to be the serious stan and this was not the case years ago because I was the happy-go-lucky one! I think too much these days, deep stuff too so forgive the quiet appearance. I still know how to have a good time. It just waits to be unleashed at the right moment ;)

Besides what I’ve said so far, I count myself as a good friend, son and boyfriend (when there is a girlfriend!). I love taking care of the people closest to me and I am there for them whenever they need me.

I value and cherish my family very much because they’re the ones that keep me grounded in this crazy world we call life and are the only ones I know will love me unconditionally despite what I do.

I love my close friends because they are wonderful and are my rocks. Through it all, I’m pretty laid back and enjoy every second of life that is thrown at me.

Management 101

I was in my management class, when i heard a joke that was told by a lecturer that was actually funny for the first time ever over the 4 years that i have been in MMU.

The closest joke that was funny being told by a lecturer here was about a cabbage, a goat, a tiger and a man. And that was lame. It was funny tho' because the lecturer can't pronounce cabbage. He pronounced it as 'cabbek'. And that made the crowd roared.

Anyway, back to the first ever funny joke that came out of the lecturer.

George Bush visited Queen Elizabeth in England. George Bush wanted to know how the Queen could manage her subordinates so well. So the Queen rang a bell, and Tony Blair came in.

The Queen: Tony, your parents has a child, it's not your brother or your sister, who is this child?
Tony Blair: It's me!
The Queen: Excellent. You may go.
As Tony Blair went off, President Bush was astonished by the answer.
So he went back to the States to test the question on his subordinates.

So George Bush called in his Defence Minister to come into his office.
George Bush: Your parents has a child, it's not your brother or your sister, who is this child?
Defence Minister: *thinks for a while*. Erm. I'll back to you with the answer.

After a few days, the Defence Minister still couldn't come up with the answer. And one day he bumped into Collin Powell, so he asked him the question that the president had asked him.
Defence Minister: Your parents has a child, it's not your brother or your sister, who is this child?
Collin Powell: It's me!

So the Defence Minister rushed off and went to the Oval Office to meet with the President and said,
Defence Minister: Sir, i got your man. It's Collin Powell.
The president jumped at his answer and yelled at him.
George Bush: No, you idiot, it's Tony Blair!




Okay, this joke was meant for a silent laugh.

To where yachts cruise by

"Welcome to Marina Bay!" says a big brown sign as i cherished my last few precious moments back home before I journey back to the west. This post comes a little late as CK is eager to get his hands on these photos.

^o^

That's about the reaction when I first saw the place. The place is really like Circular Quay in Sydney minus the colors and splendor.


I felt so free like the seagulls that flew alongside the car that we strode in. Cruising down the lanes that felt so free.

Simply breathtaking. After a few short moments with CK. A security officer came and said:" Boss, jangan main sini."
Okay, we weren'y playing. Apparently we were restricted area. By the way, if i were your boss, I'll kick your sorry ass.

I look better than you.

He went out of the picture for a while. After a while, i looked around to check where he was so i could take more pictures.

Boats and more boats.

A large anchor, which reminds me of the cross.

And there he was shaving and patting his dog's ass. Okay that didn't sound natural.
Let me re-phrase that, he was shaving his hair while putting his hand somewhere near his dog's ass. Okay that didn't quite come out right. Look who's playing now huh?

Bustling in they come

I was at my 'morning shrine' today holding up my cup of iced milo, and i saw this freak, 5 feet 6 inches tall i tell you, flipping through a booklet provided by the University. Like a lost lost sad sheep.

Sheesh! They are so many people. Nerve wrecking little bunch of them. I came to this conclusion cos' they came in the library like they needed air-conditioning so badly, like they would die without it.

Stop bumping into me! Maybe that's why i came up with a prejudment of them.

Into the library they come when they should just bake out in the sun or something.
Flooding walk ways of every kind, staggering around without a direction
Most of them look like geeks and looked lost. *Mek*

Okay, sherpherd is here to guild you about .
"Get out of the library and stop bumping into people !"

Maybe I'm becoming detached from them, that's why i think of it that way.
Last year's bunch was great! Why is it so different this time?
I recall I didn't look that dumb when i first came in either.

A new word a day

Pannasmontata means 'Italian baked cream'

The other day i was at Patisfrance and saw a type of ice cream called Pannasmontata which was explained as italian baked cream in brackets.

I found the name quite intriguing cos' it's the layout design or blog template i use is by Pannasmontata

I knew i was back

Bus conductor: Mana tiket? (Where's your ticket?)
Me: *shows him the bus ticket*
Bus conductor: Mana tiket yang satu lagi ( Where's the other one?)
From his facial expression he thinks that i haven't paid the fare.
Me: Ini saja yang ada. Tadi sudah bayar. (This is the only ticket I have. I've paid already.)
Bus conductor: Pergi bayar kat driver sana! Bayar satu lagi! (Pay the other one at the driver)
Me: I already paid! *looking at him with sharp eyes*

I think the guy beside me paused momentarily to absorb the impact of the shock.
I proceed to look away from the bus conductor and he moves along.

The truth is the driver issues two tickets and didn't bothered to issue two tickets for me, since it didn't made any sense. I only knew they were two tickets issued when passengers that board the bus later had two tickets. Since i board the bus early.

The rudeness felt familiar, I knew then I was heading back to the life and starting the life that i knew so well.

A new facelift

To-do-list #2:
Give your blog a new template.

I've done my template for finding-tryst ® last year on 27 May 2005.

Now it looks better. Tho' it takes time to get used to .

Thank God

Oh my God! I'm so excited that i can't contain myself! It almost felt like an orgasm.
I passed all my subjects this trimester!

Thank you Lord! For giving me that extra edge and instilling effort in me to study very hard for this trimester. Something that i haven't done in a long time.

Good start for the next trimester.

Picture tells countless words

I've flipped through many photo albums over the days back home. The images from the photos just shot straight into my senses into that old forgotten data bank located at the back of my mind.

There's a picture of Wen dancing for Curtin University Orientation Nite 2002, in a pose that she looked like a hot diva packed with her moves. I remember now, why i started dancing in the first place. I was truly inspired back then. She was also a benchmark of all girlfriends. Tall, slim and hot. Epitomes of an ideal girlfriend.

Some pictures totally paralyses me for moments i stared at it. There's loads of picture of me, Dennis, Wen and Sze Ni. We used to hang out back then. Pictures of me shyly taken with Sze Ni. Back then i kinda fancied Sze Ni. But months down the line Wen became my girlfriend.
Talking about chasing her best friend huh?

Can't believed that at one time, long long time ago, i was always hanging out with hotties.
I saw this picture of me and Sze Ni leaning back to back wiping "an invisible window", mimicking a popular Korean series back then, Autumn in my Heart?

I wanted to write all this as a recollection of my memories. I know as i write all this, it will be one of my last recollections of the past. It's like watching a fireworks display. It's always the same. It is not like I've never seen fireworks during Chinese New Year eve before. They are the same last this year as they are last year and the year before that and the year before that. But for reasons I cannot explain, something felt different that night while looking at those pictures...even though it all looked the same. For that brief moment of stolen time in my adult life, I was a child again. I felt the excitement of it. I guess that's how crushes felt like too.

One day i will forget that feeling.

Walking down memory lane

Intimidated by kids, I ran and ran. Even old aunties are faster than me. I was jogging down the lanes that i grew so familiar with. I used to come here for jogs years back with Wen and Sze Ni.

Of course i had to increase my pace. I had to use some kind of motivation. I thought about it for a while. Why not catching up to girls. Yeah. And just to lap them over and over again.

Here i was basking under the mild sun while walking in Bulatan Park. It's a park built around a lake. The park is kinda large and the track that stretched over perimeter of the lake was long. If the lake was small ,they wouldn't have built the park in the first place anyway.

One girl on a bike is kinda cute. another looked like my ex from behind. I lapped her but didn't had the guts to look her in the face. I was busy jogging anyway. I ran the whole course, just to lap her again. Didn't bothered looking. But her voice sounded familiar. Still didn't look.

If i don't look i would regret it. I was expecting some other girl's face. During the third time i lapped her on the track, i turned and looked. I froze. It's her. I said 'Hi'. Somehow Leil Lowndes tips on conversation didn't work.
"if you don't say a word. you'll regret it" a voice inside of me said.
I'm not sure i'm going to see her again after that. So i initiated conversation. Little men inside my head started operating. One of the men switched on the auto pilot. And my body and lips worked by themselves. I didn't know what i was talking, but i talked and talked. No wonder her voice seem familiar we spoke over the phone days before.

Nice conversation i thought. And i was like just listening to my own voice and didn't knew what i was talking. But it was a good one. Past love paralyzes us from reality. Ironically we met here.

Finally, her friends wanted to cross a bridge that stretched across the lake. She followed. We said our awkward goodbyes. "Bye. Yi Lu Shun Fong"
I walked down the other path. After a while, i turned a look. She and her friends were walking over the bridge. " Goodbye Wen" i said.

unfocused thoughts

I'm feeling bored. Being in a computer lab don't feel that great either. CK is beside me in the lab.
3 days into my holidays back home, I'm already feeling bored of it. Well not that I've met all my friends and really went shopping or sight seeing or anything. Not that is boring or anything. I attended my first wedding yesterday. Really ceremonious, sweet and romantic.

Since I'm online now. I'll do something rather than my 'check email only' routine. Browsing through friendster by the way is sick. So i don't do that shit. People that browse through friendster is sick. If i was to browse through. People i meet mostly came with names like Siew siew or xin xin or hui yin or duffus. Mostly la la names. The ah beng's names would be like ah beng , ah seng, mike, eric, KNS or something near to it, like KNNCCB.

To-do-list #1:
Create a fictional character

Perferably female, if you're bored you could shag her in your bedroom later.

Names like Jess or Evelyn won't work. It doesn't bring out THAT character i want. She has to be more like me.
I'm thinking..hmmm.. Vans.
Yes that would do. It has a nice ring to it too.You have to say it while raising your right eyebrow.

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We were having our online chatting session in the very same computer lab. I look across to her. She looks as though she doesn't know me or she's too busy to look up. I would never know for sure. She always has this mysterious outlook while firing away on the keyboard whilst chatting to me. Conversation we have were usually rapid. Rapid unrelated topic changes usually end up with something interesting worth talking about.

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She looked up finally with her bright eyes, slightly squinting them to act all philosophical and stuff. Beckoning me to go off for movies or shopping.
Anyway, Vannessa M. Tang (Vans) and I are good buddies. She has to be chinese, so her surname is Tang.
She is my alter ego during waits and idleness. And M. stands for Middle-name.


I find that talking a fictitious character more interesting than talking to a real person.

Sometimes I use Vans to live my dreams... sometimes I use her to bounce off thoughts and ideas. In this case, I use her to replace the real person who I shared this outting with.
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More coming soon...
Next episode: To-do-list #2

Going home

His innocent eyes looked into mine, I look away in fear he saw the evil in my eyes. I work up a smile then looked to the food set before me. His innocence is intense. I shy away.

I looked , gazed upon the horizon, in attempt to escape his gaze. Beyond the reaches of my sight, i see, of mostly ugly people. Occasionally of beautiful ones, but stil mostly ugly.

From my seat, i stared at the arrivals/departures board with red displays. My flight is rescheduled. I fly in 3 hours.

Interestingly, a married couple fights drawing the highlight of the airport. Something about their baby. Screamed the woman that looked like a slut went. The man marched off with their baby. Weee..weee..weee.. the woman went on and on.

Between the hours i waited. Again glancing away at the ugly people that pushes their trollies or at people pulling their luggage. Sometimes oogling at beauties in their well curved jeans.
That's about it that happens here.