you electrify my life.

So here we are, hitting the end of 2008 very soon, which very much means the end of my long leave as well. The feeling of going back to work sucks, but at the same time, seeing everyone again isn't that bad at all.

Had another day out with R yesterday. It was initially supposed to be Guitar Hero World Tour day with the colleagues at my place, but my Xbox decided to give way just a couple of days before. Since that one didn't go through, we decided to just hit the malls for some crazy post-Christmas sale shopping and a movie.

After hearing R's constant ravings about the boots at Zara which she really wanted, I was concocting a plan to pick them up before she could and pass them to her, which ended up with me meeting Samson's bro, who just so happens to work at that very same branch! Met up with the nice chap in the early afternoon, picked up the boots feeling all red-faced at the counter cos of the choice of item, and spent the rest of the time shopping and having a coffee. R finally arrived shortly after 4pm, and it was almost comical how she was happily screaming away with her half-broken voice when she saw them. I think the people around were wondering what the hell was going on though.. LOL.

After that was more shopping, only this time with R, but we ended up not getting anything cos all that was left from the sale either didn't fit or wasn't much of a looker. Dinner at Waraku was next, and oh boy, that's the last time I'm ever having anything more than one of their set meals. After being defeated by the Maggie Goreng Pattaya the previous day, I thought I wouldn't be coming across a situation like that again, but whoa the Tempura was just too much.. Caught Bedtime Stories with an extremely bloated stomach after that.. Great movie full of laughs and crazy stuff! And of course, how could we forget a dose of TCC after such a long time!

Putting a smile on someone's face has never been so fulfilling before, and although we had to get the boots swapped for one size bigger in the end, haha at least we still got the boots.. LOL.

Wrapping Up Christmas

Woohoo this year's Christmas couldn't get any better! Although it was a long and tedious process, organising the whole Citiphone Christmas Lunch turned out to be quite fruitful after all, with almost everyone turning up for a great buffet lunch at the Conrad. The international buffet there is fantastic, I must say. Loads of crayfish and prawns were the main highlight on my plates for the entire afternoon.. LOL.

Anyway, as if that wasn't enough, went down to Harry's after that and spent the afternoon chatting away with some good pals from the office over multiple mugs of beer, cocktails, and mocktails. Then it was off to Wala Wala, where we spent the night being fascinated by Fion's strange hamster-like lumps on the side of her cheeks everytime she smiled. Very intriguing indeed..

Well anyway, the next day, which would have been yesterday, the eve of Christmas, I made a trip down to Swee Lee and finally picked up that Boss GT-10! I totally love what I'm hearing so far, and the possibilities seem endless! It's like having a whole chain of pedals without all that hassle of wires, power supplies, daisy chains etc etc. And then, it was Wala Wala AGAIN, but this time it was for the Unxpected Christmas, and it was Asri dbassbitch's last day with the band. For those not in the know, The Unxpected perform at Wala Wala every Thursday and Saturday, and they sure kick some ass! Great headbanging hits came out one after the other, with strange renditions of Christmas songs after midnight as well.

And as if that still wasn't enough, I'll be back at Wala again on saturday, this time to celebrate Neil's birthday. LOL that's gonna be something worth seeing... Muaahhaahahah!!


Claryse and me!


Renee, me, and Rikka.


Fion and me!


LOL WTF.


WTF WTF WTF! LOL.

Wala ramblings

Just got home from another happening night at Wala.. No matter how many times I visit the place, there's always something new and exciting happening. LOL today's eyesore of the day was this dude who was supposed to be getting married within the week, so he was there celebrating his last week of "bachelorhood". Needless to say, Shirlyn got him up on stage to dance to Queen's I Want To Break Free, and he started running his own stripshow. An eyesore, but it was funny as hell nonetheless.

Christmas is coming up by the way, and I'm yet to get that gift I'm supposed to be passing to my gift exchange partner at Christmas lunch this year.. It's not a difficult one, in fact it's very clearly stated what she wants.. Just a matter of getting off my lazy ass to pick it up in the coming days.

I Just Want You.

Ozzy Osbourne - I Just Want You

There are no unlockable doors
There are no unwinnable wars
There are no unrightable wrongs
Or unsignable songs

There are no unbeatable odds
There are no believable gods
There are no unnameable names
Shall I say it again, yeah

There are no impossible dreams
There are no invisible seams
Each night when the day is through
I don't ask much
I just want you

I just want you

There are no uncriminal crimes
There are no unrhymable rhymes
There are no identical twins
Or forgivable sins

There are no incurable ills
There are no unkillable thrills
One thing and you know it's true,
I don't ask much
I just want you

I just want you
I just want you
I just want you

I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired
I used to go to bed so high and wired, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I think I'll buy myself some plastic water
I guess I should have married Lennon's daughter, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

There are no unachievable goals
There are no unsaveable souls
No legitimate kings or queens,
Do you know what I mean, yeah

There are no indisputable truths
And there ain't no fountain of youth
Each night when the day is through,
I don't ask much

I just want you.

facing up.

Sometimes I think it might be better to wake up from this nightmare that is torturing me everyday, but at the same time I'm also enjoying every single minute of it. I want to take a step out the door into that whole new world, but I keep stopping myself from opening it simply because I refuse to let go of something that I cannot see, at least until now, I think.

There can never be another one that amazes me this way. There can be others that amaze me just as much, but never in the same way, and I am thankful that we crossed paths. That very fact keeps me from walking away, but it's just a matter of time, and that time is now.

Glasses glasses.

So now that we're coming to the end of the year, I suddenly realised that I had not utilised my flexi-dollars which the company grants to us for use on miscellaneous stuff like insurance, prescription optics etc etc. Seeing that I had about $397 in my account to use, I proceeded down to the optical store to shop for those Ray Bans that I had always been wanting to get. And since it was Christmas season, everything was on sale! Now I'm a happy camper with 2 new pairs of Ray Bans, and they're all paid for by the company!

While we're on the topic of glasses, caught Bolt in 3D today with R. One of the better animated films I've seen recently I must say, and the 3D glasses really made the film stand out. We, however, looked totally silly in them. LOL.

chasing shadows

In my efforts to make sure this blog does not stagnate once more like what I used to do, I thought it might be time for an update..

The past week or so has more or less been slow moving, with R and others falling sick and nearly losing their voices at work. Honey has never been more of a staple at work. Then there's the problem of moving into a brand new month as well, which means its open season for those god-damned people to call and ask for a waiver of this, waiver of that. Seriously, Singaporeans can never be happy with what they have. Somehow they must always have what that person has, must have the latest piece of shit on the shelf, must do what that person's doing, must follow the crowd even though it could just be leading to another suicide bomber (which I really wouldn't mind sometimes..)

Well anyway, yeah. A friend told me the other day how she admired my courage and perseverance in the recent developments. I'm not sure about that though.. Surely there has to be a time to relent and leave things the way it is, but I just can't bring myself to do it. I think I might have lost myself in the process. Gotta find the way back and set things straight..

Cakes, beer, and lots of fun.

Today was an absolutely fun-filled, not to mention enjoyable day. Started it off meeting R for cakes and cocktail at Hyatt's Mezza9, where we almost couldn't decide on our choices. The strawberry shortcake and strawberry cheesecake were a must of course, on top of that there was the green tea opera and chocolate mud. Had this amazing frozen strawberry daiquiri as well while R had her latte.

After Mezza9, we were off to Wala Wala at Holland V, and that's where the fun really started. A pity that R had to leave a little early cos of her interview the next day. The friends started to show up one by one, and the band started to play hit after hit. If Wala was like this every saturday, I wouldn't mind spending my nights there every weekend! All in all, great fun and lots of laughter and sick jokes, kind of reminds me of the twisted conversations me and theFamily have most of the time.. LOL.


My Frozen Strawberry Daiquiri


=D =D


Me with my Frozen Strawberry Daiquiri


Our selection for the night: Green Tea Opera, Strawberry Cheesecake, Strawberry Shortcake, and Chocolate Mud. Not to mention her Latte and that Strawberry Daiquiri.


@ Wala Wala: Zach, Neil and myself.


The ladies: Pauline, Michelle with her new braces, Charlete and Penny.


Together now!


Doreen and me.


Michelle and me.

people to hurt, decisions to make.

I like it when I have choices. It gives me the feeling that at least I have some control over certain issues that need to be decided on, and that there is some flexibility to it.

The problem now is that the time has come to make some decisions again, and this time having choices isn't exactly the most pleasant of things, cos making a decision on any of those would mean letting the others down. I could stand and wait at the crossroads just to see what happens, but sooner or later I've gotta walk down one of its paths, and abandon the rest. Either that or I could just turn around and walk back where I came from, which essentially would still be a display of how much of a bastard I can be.

Damn it.

Strawberry Indulgence

Finally hit mezza9 at the Hyatt Hotel today to try out that strawberry shortcake that some people are talking so much about. Strangely, considering that the place is housed within a hotel like the Hyatt, the cakes were going surprisingly cheap! The strawberry shortcake was going for $4.50 compared to Bakerzin's $6+. Overall, it was quite a good experience. We had tiramisu, strawberry shortcake, strawberry cheesecake, and blackforest. The tiramisu was nothing much to shout about though, in fact it was almost tasteless. The strawberry shortcake was topped with rolls of white chocolate and blueberries, which went really well with the rest of it. The strawberry cheesecake was just plain awesome. Loads of strawberries on top of a thick mass of cheese. Great stuff. The blackforest was ok, nothing out of the ordinary.


From left: Tiramisu, Strawberry Shortcake, Strawberry Cheesecake, and Blackforest Cake.

After that it was more shopping again, and this time I decided to return to the tailor at Far East Plaza who had made my first suit about 2 years ago to check out his selection. Surprisingly, he remembered me! Haha he was asking where theHaz was as well cos he remembered we both had our suits done up there 2 years ago. Turns out that he had quite a fine selection of fabrics there, and I couldn't help but get some shirts done up. I'm beginning to feel the need for a bigger wardrobe now..

Quantum of Solace was up next. People were right. It's mostly action now, and the whole espionage thing is totally gone. It was still quite a show though.

Shopping and more shopping

It's amazing how the ladies do it.

I was out of the house as early as 10am this morning, and having just finished the night shift the night before, I definitely had zero chance of catching some shut eye. We were supposed to attend this talk on animation technology, in our hopes of gaining some insight on what might be useful for the soft squids, but due to a royal screw up by a lounge attendant and his manager, we ended up missing the entire thing at the Picturehouse. Not wanting to waste the fact that we were already there, Haz, his bun and me decided to catch Madagascar 2, which didn't turn out so bad after all. Had quite a few laughs in there, and I actually didn't doze off during the show!

After that it was just shopping madness. From Centrepoint to Ngee Ann City to Wisma Atria to Paragon to Heeren to Cineleisure, we spent the entire day walking and walking and walking, shopping for stuff. Hey I'm not complaining that I get to go out shopping, but whoa damn is it tiring. So here I am now at home nursing two sore ankles, and I'll be out there again tomorrow afternoon, repeating the process once more, just at different locations. LOL.

The Number 3 and The Rose

Something really strange happened today. I was walking to work, passing through the corridors of the SMRT building at City Hall when this dude stopped me. I thought he might have been asking for directions or something at first. He subsequently introduced himself and said he was from India, and start rambling on about how he could tell by looking at my forehead, what kind of person I am. All the time that he was talking to me about my character, he never looked me in the eye, but was looking at my forehead. I didn't really listen much, but I did remember him saying that if there's one thing that's bad about me, it's how brutally frank and honest I can be, if I'm for example, sitting at a table talking with a bunch of friends.

So he goes on and asks me if I know about astrology and the stars, and I said I've heard of it. Then shit started to get real weird from there. He took out a notepad, wrote something on a paper, crushed it and asked me to hold it in my hand. He then asked me to tell him a number from 1 to 5. I picked 3. He then asked me what my favourite flower is, and I've always liked roses, so I told him that. He then asked me to unwrap the piece of paper I was holding.

"3. Rose."

I was like WHOA WTF. He then told me that this coming year, I'll have 3 opportunities or instances of very good luck, or something good will happen, and that business will be good. After that, he shook my hand, and he walked off.

This was just weird, but I more than welcome that little fortune he predicted for me, for I sure could do with some of that good fortune right about now. Heh simply amazing.

random thoughts

Okay so that trip to mezza9 didn't happen due to some last minute unforeseen circumstances, but I'll get down to hitting the place soon anyway..

I've been feeling kind of aimless recently. Maybe not aimless, but fickle. Not to say that I'm not fickle-minded most of the time, but while I usually dedicate most of my time to one single thing that I'm the least bit interested in, I'm beginning to find that attention being quite divided recently. The worst thing is that the amount of effort being put in isn't being divided, resulting in tired days and bad mornings.

Ok you people probably don't know what I'm rambling on about here, but that's the whole point. You don't have to know cos that would mean knowing one of my dark little secrets. LOL.

In the meantime, random thought for the day:
I hate it when people are late. If you have a good reason to be late, like maybe if the bus broke down, you had to run a REALLY important errand etc, it's fine. It utterly disgusts me though, when arrangements are made and I arrive on the dot, only to call and find out that you're not out yet. It's even worse if you lie about where you are, because it's not that hard to tell a liar over the phone. The least that could be done would be to at least inform me, but even that has a limit to it. There's only so long that I can wait.

So a message to all those who have done it before, or intend to do it. I will hate you like you're the only person to hate in this world if you're fuck late for no good reason, at least for that period of time that I'm kept waiting, and a short period of time after you show up.

boring thursday updates

Okay so I'm on night shift for tonight and tomorrow, and I can't for the life of me put myself to sleep. Going to hit Hyatt Hotel's mezza9 later for some of that strawberry shortcake that some people claim to be better than Bakerzin's. Only one way to find out!

Anyway, I was bored enough to do something like this.. LOL

new suit and newly weds

Yesterday was Kelly's wedding at the Park Royal at Beach Road, and it was nice to see her all dressed up in her best for her big day. Like all wedding banquets held like this though, I always thought of it as a pretentious facade with zero interaction. Throughout the dinner, you get to see the bride and groom for a grand number of about five times, all for no longer than 2 minutes each.

1. When you first arrive, they'll be there to greet you.
2. When they walk down the red carpet into the ballroom before dinner commences.
3. When they walk back in again for the champagne ceremony.
4. When they come round to your table to take a photo.
5. When you leave. (This could be excluded for some other guests, cos we actually went to look for her before leaving.)

If I had to host a wedding dinner for a bunch of friends, I'd make sure it was unorthodox and a lot more personal.

On other notes, the new suit arrived that day, and of course I wore it to the dinner! Really great work, no wonder everyone's always praising this tailor. Who says you have to spend $3000+ just to get a stunning Hugo Boss suit? Just hit the tailor! Especially this one, cos I told him I was eyeing the Hugo Boss 2008 collection, and he took a magazine out which had the exact suit I wanted. All he had to do was follow. LOL.

satisfaction.

So R stumbled on the prezzie that day at work (yeah at that size, it's a bit hard to miss it), and while everyone thought it was a cake, of course she knew what it was about cos of the shop name printed on the top. She didn't find out what was inside till much later though, apparently because she couldn't bear to untie the ribbon as it was too adorable? LOL. Well it was opened in the end anyway, and I was utterly delighted that she totally digs the whole package.

Dearest R, receiving that gift may have made your day, but just knowing that you like it and all that effort didn't go down the drain, totally makes mine! =D

Mr Silent Ninja

Remembering that R was saying that her burner had been given to her dear sister some time ago, and that the Harnn candle was quickly dying out, a quick visit to The Naturalist seemed to be in order. The very same guy who attended to us the last time was there again, and he gladly shared his vast and extensive knowledge on the different recommendations of essential oils, and their therapeutic effects. After a long and careful consideration of what might work out best, I was out of the store with a burner and two custom-blended concoctions. They even gave me their in-house box to put together the entire package. Really cool stuff.

Picked up more silver ribbons from Prints and spent half of the night figuring out the best way to wrap it, before I decided to do away with the wrapping paper and just put that box design to good use. I mean, you don't want to put someone through so much suspense just unwrapping something right?

And so Mr secret santa decided to be the silent ninja once more, but it was so much more difficult this time cos the package was so huge. Difficult to keep the people from wondering what I was doing with this bag in my hand with a box in it. LOL. But I got it done anyway with my over-the-top stealth and infiltration skills. I hope the scents work out for you R, heh even if they don't, I hope you like the burner!

ramble ramble ramble

Waking up at 6.45am in the morning isn't exactly something that I fancy doing. Been doing that for the past 2 days just to attend my driving lessons in the morning and I feel extremely drained already. Tomorrow, or should I say, later in the morning would be my next lesson, and according to the instructor, I'd be hitting the public road so that we can get started on that 3rd gear. 3 days into the beginning of my lessons and I'm on the road. There's this naggy, nervous feeling about it, but at the same time I can't wait!

Today's lesson was all about low speed control and extremely tight right angle turns. Half clutch, half clutch. Finding the biting point on the clutch was a major bummer at first, but after awhile I more or less got used to it. Just gotta make sure I don't forget it tomorrow.

Speaking of tomorrow, gotta hit the tailor for my suit's fitting. Urgh. Gonna be a long tiring day, but at least the rainbow's starting to come out once more in my world. Made a call today to find out that secret santa's sick again. I guess studying too hard sometimes can get the better of you.

So let's go.

Moving along

Today was my very first practical lesson at BBDC, and it more or less kicked off to a good start. I could count the number of times I had to move forward, brake, reverse, brake in one hand before the instructor decided I was better off moving around the circuit rather than wasting time going back and forth.. Heh I guess some knowledge and experience does help a little. Now I just gotta find that sweet spot on the clutch..

Life has been coming along nicely, and things are returning back to normal. Busying myself with my own stuff helps to keep the mind off things, so does retail therapy. Retail therapy though, is extremely bad for the wallet. In a course of 2 months, I have ended up with 3 shirts and 1 pair of cufflinks from Raoul, some shirts from Zara, some shirts from Topman. Looking sharp is one thing, but whoa, it comes at a price.. LOL.

Try as I might to listen, I'm beginning to find it difficult to keep things the way it is. Going against my own will is the worst thing that I could ever do, but sometimes it might be for the better. Or is it? Time to get it on, so let's go.



Bryan Adams - The Only Thing That Looks Good On Me Is You

I don't look good in no Armani Suits
No Gucci shoes or designer boots
I've tried the latest lines from A to Z
But there's just one thing that looks good on me

The only thing I want
The only thing I need
The only thing I choose
The only thing that looks good on me...is you

I'm not satisfied with Versace style
Put those patent leather pants in the circular file
Sometimes I think I might be lookin' good
But there's only one thing that fits me like it should

The only thing I want
The only thing I need
The only thing I choose
The only thing that looks good on me...is you

Yeah it's you - it could only be you
Nobody else will ever do
Yeah baby it's you - that I stick to
Yeah we stick like glue

The only thing I want
The only thing I need
The only thing I choose
The only thing that looks good on me... is you

setbacks, achievements.

Getting through a major hiccup in life can sometimes take a lot of wind out of a person. The sky came crashing down recently, and it happened so quickly that all I could do was let it happen and pick up the pieces. Rebuilding it is a slow and painful process, and like all things that shatter, you can piece them back together but things will never really be the same, as it will always be more fragile than before. This is where though, that you become more delicate towards it and treat it with more care and concern so as not to let it happen again. I'm still learning the best ways to get it all glued together, and sometimes those lessons can come quite harshly, but nevertheless I'll get it done in the end.

On other notes, I'm more or less a third of the way to finally getting that damned driving licence. Passed my basic theory test that day, and had my provisional driving licence done up. Now I just gotta get myself through those practicals and final theory test, before I hit the traffic police driving test which would be a few months later, then I'll finally be on the road!

wrecked

Lately I've been trying to keep myself busy just to keep my mind off things, but no one ever said it would be easy. Every moment that my mind has the chance to idle, the memories start coming back and I get that wrenching feeling in my chest again. Thinking of the merry times helps a little, but only serves to amplify the fact that I may never have the chance to enjoy them again, although that is probably why they will always be special to me.

Confusion reigns supreme now, and I'm suddenly stuck in the dark again. I thought that maybe learning a couple of new acoustic songs to jam with my buddy at work might help, but somehow I ended up with all the songs that only serve to make me feel worse.. I always feel like I want to talk to someone about things, but at the same time I want to forget it all. I want to distance myself for this period of time to give us some space to breathe and hopefully forget, but I can't stop thinking of her, and find myself repeatedly reaching for the phone, only to find that I don't know what to say. I pretend like everything is fine at work, but I've been feeling terrible since the day.

Today I decided to pick up my Fender Strat and hit some notes for Bon Jovi's I'll Be There For You, but suddenly, for the first time in countless years, the tears came out and I never finished the song. Damn it I need to get through this quickly, but will I allow myself to?



I guess this time you're really leaving
I heard your suitcase say goodbye
And as my broken heart lies bleeding
You say true love it's suicide

You say you'd cry a thousand rivers
And now you're swimming for the shore
You left me drowning in my tears
And you won't save me anymore

Now I'm praying to God you'll give me one more chance, girl

I'll be there for you
These five words I swear to you
When you breathe I want to be the air for you
I'll be there for you
I'd live and I'd die for you
Steal the sun from the sky for you
Words can't say what love can do
I'll be there for you

I know you know we've had some good times
Now they have their own hiding place
I can't promise you tomorrow
But I can't buy back yesterday

Baby you know my hands are dirty
And I wanted to be your valentine
I'll be the water when you get thirsty, baby
When you get drunk, I'll be the wine

I'll be there for you
These five words I swear to you
When you breathe I want to be the air for you
I'll be there for you
I'd live and I'd die for you
Steal the sun from the sky for you
Words can't say what love can do
I'll be there for you

I wasn't there when you were happy
I wasn't there when you were down
I didn't mean to miss your birthday, baby
I wish I'd seen you blow those candles out

I'll be there for you
These five words I swear to you
When you breathe I want to be the air for you
I'll be there for you
I'd live and I'd die for you
Steal the sun from the sky for you
Words can't say what love can do
I'll be there for you

words

a lot of work needs to be done.
i won't be able to to last.
i'll run out of steam.
some things about me make me a bit of a bastard.
i'm not in the priority list.

the words keep ringing out in my head, and they hurt everytime they do.

wtf.

If you sincerely want to help, you make sure that you're willing, and that you have the capacity to do it or at least try to do it, not just because you want to show that you want to and then run away when you can't. If you have something else to be caught up with and are not sincere, it shows up real easily, so don't f*cking come asking me if I need help or not. It makes things better that way.

But at least for now, I am extremely thankful that I have theFamily.

Defeat.

I have never felt so defeated in my entire life.. Throughout my existence, failure has always been something that happens so very seldom, and even when it does happen, I come back round and make things right in the best way I can. It's only been slightly more than 24 hours, but so much has gone through my mind. Thoughts of joy, sadness, denial, disbelief. I want to escape from it all, but at the same time, running away is not something I like doing. I want to talk to someone about it, but I can't find the words to explain myself. My best buddy is definitely around to help, and is trying his very best, but I'm not sure if I'm up for what he is telling me. Each passing minute is another moment that I die once more all over again, and it gets more painful every time.

Where did I ever go wrong? What was it that I did not do? What was it that I did? What are my flaws that I must fix? Was it something I said? What must I do to show that I am truly willing to give my all because I see something wonderful in this? How do I show it?

Last night I found myself doing things that I have never done before. I have been listless at times, but last night, I somehow realised that I was standing at the door of my room, just looking out into the rest of my home, but I wasn't seeing anything. I don't even know how I ended up there. For once in my life, I was shivering in my bed, curled up at the corner with my quilt around myself. I felt like something important had escaped from me. The next thing I knew I was just taking slow walks around my house, staring into every single mirror that I crossed. At 2AM I walked up to the main door just to touch the door knob to make sure it was locked, which it surely was. I looked around the home that I had grown up in for the past 16 years of my life, and saw myself as a little boy running around it, not a single worry in the world, with so much to live for and two loving parents to take care of me. I remembered the first day I stepped into the house when we just moved in. White empty walls, just our sofa in the centre, our belongings in boxes next to the door.

And now here I am, sitting listlessly in front of my laptop again, staring at my phone, just wishing it would beep at least for another time. The storm outside's just ended, and the sun is showing itself once more. The cold is subsiding, the warmth from the sun's rays filling up my room. I only wish that I can get back on my feet as quickly as the storm disappeared, but I'm not moving on just yet. It's been an hour since I started writing this post, more thoughts have passed through my mind, and I don't even know what I want anymore. It's times like this I wish I could just numb myself to everything and be an empty shell of a person, unfeeling, lifeless, and indifferent.

Why... why... why... Lord if you have a masterplan for me, a penny for your thoughts please...

a cry for help.

Lord, I could really do with some help and guidance now...

There was something in the air that night, the stars were bright..

Words cannot even begin to describe what a day I had yesterday! Was meeting up with R to catch the ABBA Mania concert at Esplanade which we were so looking forward to, so there I was at Millenia Tower waiting for her to end work and she shows up, stunning as can be although she was handling a complaint just minutes before.

Sakae Sushi was up for dinner, with a whole assortment of salmon, chicken, fish, asparagus, rice, cha soba, and we were gladly filled with green tea as well. An interesting remark about the counter dude's hair came out while we were making payments.. LOL curly and standing and frizzy was it?




Esplanade was our next destination of course, and wow what a show! The audience needed a bit of coaxing at first to get off their butts and groove, but it wasn't long before the whole theatre was turned into a giant dance floor, mambo night style! We had a hell of a time with hits like SOS, Take A Chance On Me, Super Trouper, and of course, who could forget, Dancing Queen! Truly an unforgettable night not just because of the show which was good in its own right, but of course the amazing company stole the night.

So after all that was done, we started on our usual walks again, and found ourselves ending up at the Pump Room at Clarke Quay, cos Brewerkz was closed. The band Enigma was playing, and somehow, everything fell into place again cos they were playing old school retro songs, and so there we were again, a continuation of our own little mambo night. It was really strange though, every single song we reminisced about was played within the next 1 or 2 songs, which was a little eerie, but hell, it made things a whole lot more fun. So fun that we had to stay till the last set was done at about 2:45AM, after which we hit the road for home, and I got something off my chest.

Thank you so much for the really really enjoyable night. I would repeat it again and again if I had the chance. In the meantime, I will wait patiently, as long as I can hold out, for you mean so very much to me. So along the lines of ABBA's Take A Chance On Me, "If you change your mind, I'm the first in line!"

What happens if I fail?

And so it's almost time for judgement to pass, and I feel as unprepared as ever. Call my intuition and interpretation bad, but I haven't been picking up anything, and when I do pick stuff up, I'm usually clueless about what it means, or if it means anything at all. The big day is almost here, and while I'm usually very sure about how things would turn out most of the time in my life (and that would be positively), I can safely say that I am yet again, clueless. We'll just see how it goes.

In the meantime, new cufflinks from Raoul have entered my wardrobe! No points for guessing the choice of design, but they look stunning on the sleeves, I must say.

Mr Shopaholic

I think I have officially been hit by the shopping bug. Almost every other day, I find myself thinking of getting new stuff for myself, new stuff for the house, new stuff for my wardrobe, my room. This sort of lifestyle is unhealthy, at least for the wallet. Time to put a stop to all that. But after I get that Raoul shirt. LOL.

Just got a call from R, whom I was supposed to meet tomorrow for a day of fun at the toy museum and my well thought-out after-museum plans, informing that she had unfortunately sprained her ankle and wouldn't be able to make it. I foresee another listless stare-at-the-wall day tomorrow.. I think I'd better head out and keep my mind from being idle. Time for that long overdue haircut and also to pick up that shirt..

Race to the finish

Last night was sure one hell of an action-packed one! As we all know, Singapore was hosting its first ever Formula 1 event, and the sound of screaming engines and smell of scorched rubber was none other than exhilarating. To add on to that, we even saw Renault ING's Fernando Alonso perform the feat of taking first place, a long stretch from his starting position of 15 in the grid, after his teammate wiped out in the 15th lap by kissing the wall. On top of that, Ferrari's Massa had to rip out his fuel line at the pits after which he was given a penalty, and Raikkonen wiped out just 4 laps before the chequered flag coming out from a turn too quickly. Our roads are narrow enough, and those concrete barriers don't make things any easier for a car taking a turn at over 100 - 200km/h. Anyway, captured a miserable little video with the N95, not that you guys can really see anything, but at least it gives you an idea how fast those buggers are going. LOL.



On other notes, was at Wala Wala the other night with the little superhero girl, Elise, Min and Juanmei. I totally forgot that the UnXpected were not playing that night, leading to a rude shock when I stepped into the bar to find it only half filled. The music, UnXpectedly (pun intended), was quite good though, and more so reinforced the fact that I had moved on from all that metal and hard hitting music that I was so accustomed to. And so we had pizza, wings, and some drinks, and some pictures before we ended the night. Buggers said the 1-for-1 offer was only for draft beers. Somehow though, I ended up an extra Vodka Sprite cos apparently it applied to those as well. Well not that I am complaining about a free drink, but in the first place it was supposed to be a Vodka Lime.. LOL I guess they heard me wrongly over the music, and there I was wondering how come my Vodka Lime tasted more like Sprite.

Less than a week more to ABBA Mania! And then it's time to get things done, cos I can't take the suspense anymore.

beep.

Whenever my phone alerts me to an incoming message, be it in the form of a little vibration, or a deafening alert tone, my heart would start to beat faster, my level of alertness shoots up, and the sense of anticipation while waiting for the name to appear is enough to kill.

lol damn it.

1:29AM

For those who know me well enough, you can probably figure out from the title of this post that I'm just in that listless stare-at-the-wall mood again with the occasional thought fluttering through my mind, an untouched cup of cold coffee on the table, and the guitars tucked away in their cases and bags. There is no song in my head now, and my feet aren't tapping to that distant tune that constantly plays in my mind. Hell, I'm even typing this in slow motion.

Now let's try to remember out loud what might have happened.

I was dressing myself up for work this morning, putting on my new favourite shirt from Raoul which I so dearly like. Heading on to the mirror, popped the contacts in, waxed up the hair, and there I was, ready to hit the road. It was then that I took a second look at myself in the mirror and realised something had changed. And no, it's not that I suspect that my reflection might be someone else in another dimension copying my every move, although it probably is. I realised that I had lost touch with myself, my objective, my goal. This wasn't the Jit that I had set out to be years ago. I wanted to make things move, I wanted to give life to inanimate objects, I wanted to amaze the people, I wanted to tell them a story. Looking at this image of myself, I wondered. Have I moved on to something else, or has the world moved on without me? Either way, I wasn't exactly where I really wanted to be. Sure the money's good, and would be getting better, but how long am I going to continue running? Is it about time I stopped to be still once more, and take a step in another seemingly greater direction?

I walked out of the house pondering, I got on the bus pondering, and walked into the office pondering. As I was putting on my tie, I pondered and pondered. As I went about my daily affairs in the office, I took my time and pondered even more, but I still don't have an answer. That wasn't the only thing that I was thinking about though. There was a more pressing issue at hand, one of which I shall not elaborate too much, but my best buddies would know anyway.

I remember some time ago, I threw out the burnt Cranberry bun in the oven and decided to start baking a new one, and this time it was Raspberry flavoured. In the process of doing up this new recipe, I learnt many things, got motivated to do the things I always wanted to do, got rid of some old and bad habits, changed some of my ways, and had myself humbled just marvelling at other things. The whole baking process was going extremely well in my eyes, and it didn't seem to be long before it would be done. In recent days though, I decided to check on it and realised that although I had turned up the heat, the bun was still frozen, and it looked like it might not even start cooking. It got me rethinking the whole recipe and where I had gone wrong, what I could do, and up till now, 1:29AM, I am still pondering the thought. How long more should I continue baking?

I could do with some answers right about now.

Mamma Mia!

Met up with R after work to catch a movie today, and as the title suggests, it was Mamma Mia! Had mixed feelings about watching it at first cos of some really bad reviews, but it turned out to be quite a show after all. The songs just really got to me. Brought back memories of poly life when we were all listening to the likes of Engelbert Humperdinck, Carpenters, and ABBA. Good times, good times.

Hmmm.

new scents

Went out to Vivocity for some shopping today, and decided to put that staff discount to good use.. Heh picked up a Lemongrass & Lavender aromatic candle at Harnn and Thann, which I lit up almost immediately on getting home. Wasn't long before Mom entered the room asking what that nice scent was.. =D

Well the aromatic candle wasn't the only new scent. Decided to scrap the Hugo Boss that I had been using for so long and look for a new fragrance. After much mucking around in the men's parfeum section, decided to settle for the Davidoff Cool Water: Game fragrance. Refreshing change!

And so I left Vivocity relatively satisfied with my new buys, and took the train down to Plaza Singapura for some additional shopping, this time for new tops. Alas, the shop didn't exactly have the sizes for the designs I wanted. It wasn't long before I left the place in my bus home, and stupid bus door had to refuse to close when we were like a stone's throw (a very strong person's throw lol) from my bus stop. Had to get off the bus, wait for the next one. Blah.

Anyway, I finally found the inspiration to play my guitar again, which is a good thing, considering how much I have invested in them. But I realised my musical direction has changed.. I'm playing the Eagles now.. LOL.

Slow Sundays and Strawberry Shortcakes

Today has got to be the slowest day ever in the office. Slow, mainly because there was quite a lack of calls, (not that I'm complaining about that) and also cos I had nothing better to do other than sit there and stone. It's days like this that I wished I had brought my laptop or guitar to work.

On other notes, Elise bought Bakerzin Strawberry Shortcake for some of the colleagues in the office today, and I had the chance to have a bit of Renee's slice. Real good stuff I must say, heh seems a lot more presentable and tasty than the one at Cafe Beviamo too! Mmm time to visit Bakerzin more often and try the rest of their stuff.. Mmmm....

Listless

Lately, I realised I have been neglecting some of the things that used to be a little more important in my life. Little indulgences like my good old Xbox and my guitars seem to have taken 2nd and 3rd place in the long list of things that Jit can be bothered about. Sometimes it's simply because I'm a little too preoccupied with something else and am enjoying the moment so much that I forget about them, but sometimes it's because I just can't seem to find the drive to play them.

This morning, I decided to pick up the Edwards superstrat, hoping to make up for some lost time with it. Sitting it down in that ever so familiar place on my lap, and with my pick at the ready, I realised something. The notes just wouldn't come out. Not that I had forgotten how to play the guitar.. I could make notes come out if I wanted to, but they weren't coming out like they used to. There was no feeling in them, and my mind was elsewhere. Every hit of the pick gave me crap. It wasn't long before I set my guitar back on its stand and began staring listlessly into the wall, anticipating that little beep which never comes when I want it to.

I sure could do with a nice chillout session with a coffee and good company now. But work's in the way AGAIN.

Time and Coded Paragraphs.

Rumours, vicious or not, are still rumours, and although the past few days have more or less been quite uneventful, more vicious gossips are popping out once again in the office from none other than the Abominations of Gossip and the little minions. Suddenly I'm hearing "Woaahh Jit, wearing contact lenses ahh..", "Eh Jit, wear so nice today for what?", "Eh Jit, who is it ah?" everyday, and it kind of gets annoying, but who cares anyway. People can gossip and rumour all they want as long as it doesn't get in my way.

Ego aside, been checking out some choices for my first watch as well. Okay it isn't really my first watch, but at least it's my first decent watch. IWC is one of the top in my list, and so are Omega, Oris, and Panerai. Well not that I will be getting it anytime soon thanks to their hefty price tags, but I guess researching and checking out the market first isn't going to do much harm.

Now, speaking of time, it surely is running out for some of us. Some have assignments due, some are leaving the country, and for some, it's just a matter of time before that make-or-break. I'm particularly worried about due assignments.

Essentially though, I think what's important is to make the most of the time we have, and spend it in a way that you wouldn't regret. At least you save yourself the tortures of having to look back one day and just sighing.

Ending it all off, I must say that while I'm trying to live life to the fullest, sometimes circumstances don't seem to allow it. If only the answers were so much clearer.

Celine's farewell dinner at Nanjya Monjya, Grand Copthorne Waterfront

Met up with Celine, Alfred, Neil, and the Little Superhero Girl last night at Grand Copthorne Waterfront for a nice farewell dinner at Nanjya Monjya, a seemingly authentic Japanese restaurant where you get to cook your own Okonomiyaki, which would more or less be the Japanese equivalent of pizza. I must say the place isn't exactly in the most accessible of locations, but Celine's leaving for London soon, so I guess giving some way wouldn't hurt that much.

The Little Superhero Girl turned up in a stunning number for the night, and we made our way to the Grand Copthorne from Orchard. I, being the extremely terrible multi-tasker, forgot to count the number of stops cos I was busy talking to her and had to rely on looking out for the bus crossing the river before knowing where to alight, but we still got down at the right stop anyway.

Stepping into the place, I realised that the people working there were actually Japanese! Well either that or their English was really really atrocious for a Singaporean.. Haha but the service was excellent nonetheless. It was interesting trying to cook the pizzas cos all this while I've only had people do it for me while I stood in front of them waiting for them to get it done, and I think we had our fair share of screw ups, but it all turned out fine in the end. The pizzas were actually quite good stuff, especially the scallop Monjyayaki which we had as the finisher, but somehow I couldn't taste the green tea in the Cha Soba.

After that was the Pump Room at Great World City as we were initially looking for an ice cream place which I had suggested earlier, but stupid me did not plan for which one to go to, and didn't have a contingency either. I felt like slapping myself for that, but anyway we decided on Liquid Kitchen, but realised Pump Room, which I actually prefer, was still open! Had a nice drink, some wedges, and chat with Little Superhero Girl who sneakily changed her name in my mobile to something else, which almost caused some panic when I tried looking for the name later on in the night when I was sending a text message but couldn't find it.

Quite a pleasant night in the end, had some good laughs over dinner and the drink. And ZITTLE Superhero Girl, you looked quite the stunner as always.. =)

Anyway some pics for the night, courtesy of Celine's facebook..


Neil was the MasterChef of the night.


Celine trying her hand at flipping the pizzas.


The other side of the table. Quite nicely taken!


Me and the Little Superhero Girl


I think they were all hungry..


Me and the Little Superhero Girl again with that seemingly tasteless Cha Soba.. LOL


And of course a group shot to end off the camwhoring while waiting for that Scallop Monjyayaki to cook.

why?

Some time ago, a good pal told me about how he had come across problems in his relationship because of a conflict between the beliefs of those of his significant other's family, and his own. Yesterday, yet another close friend told me about how a blossoming relationship was faltering because of the very same issue. Now I may not be the best one to consult on this, and my opinion might not be the most correct, mainly because of the reason that I myself am not devoted to a single belief, but I always felt it wrong to let something so wonderful go to waste simply because I call my God by a different name from yours. Sure, in the end, one has to make way for the other, unless both parties decide to leave everything behind and move on to a more beautiful beginning, but sometimes I feel that looking too far ahead might not be the best thing to do in situations like this. And yes, you love someone, you naturally would not want to hurt his/her feelings in future when problems arise, but is making him/her feel miserable before anything has even started worth it?

Why can't everyone just get along?

rainy friday morning ramblings

Hmm just got back from the driving centre about an hour ago.. Was there to do my Basic Theory Evaluation, which I passed, which means I am now cleared to take my Basic Theory Test on the 15th of October. Shouldn't be much of a problem, considering how easy Basic Theory is. After that, I'll be able to start booking my Final Theory Evaluation and Test, and at the same time start on those practicals. Can't wait to finally start driving!

The day before, secret santa was telling me about what a lousy day she had cos of school. and she was obviously very affected by it, no longer the usual, chirpy person that I was so familiar with. We chatted for awhile and at least had a few laughs, after which msn decided to screw up on everyone and I noticed the people on my list dropping like flies. So I decided to just check with secret santa yesterday to see if she was better, but found that she had finally fallen sick. And those assignments that are going to be due next week aren't exactly making things a whole lot better either.

I hope you get well soon.. We'll get those muffins when you're feeling better. =)

the stunner

Yesterday was quite an eventful one.. Got up at like 7am to head out to the driving centre for the first of my basic theory practices.. which turned out to be quite easy. The evaluation's coming up on Friday, so I better make sure I'm prepared. Coming home, I thought that maybe I should catch some shuteye before getting up again to head to work, but I found myself sitting online just waiting for something to happen, so I decided to leave the house earlier than usual, drop by the optician and get those contact lenses that I had been procrastinating about.

Now the problem is that I had forgotten it was a wednesday, so I decided to suit myself up in one of my new bright white shirts to head off to work, fully decked out in office wear. It was only when I stepped into the office that I realised most of the people were in polo t-shirts. LOL damn it. But everyone was commenting on how the new short haired look without the glasses was quite the stunner, all except the jealous ones of course.

MUAAHAHAAA. You know who you are fools!

Some kind of magic

And so I woke up to a dreadful day knowing that I had to return to the office for that session with the CEO, knowing that I was doomed to waste away a substantial part of my day doing nothing but sit on a chair and listen to stuff. It then crossed my mind that it might be a good idea to ask secret santa out to dinner as I would most likely have been done with the meeting by about 6-ish.

So the messages went out, the calls went out, the reservations went out, and the night turned out to be an unforgettable one.

Arrived at the place just in time to see secret santa reaching the main gate, and we proceeded to look for Halia at the Botanical Gardens. It turned out to be a gem of a place, a nice little restaurant amongst the trees and little lights, with tealights providing the perfect ambience for an outdoor dinner. The food was great, the place was perfect, and the company was magical. Had a great Teh Tarik Halia dessert and a nice little chat after that, but sadly secret santa already had other plans for the night.

The night was short, but it's something that I don't mind doing again. Glad you liked the dinner.. =)

PS: and Haz, really, thanks for being such a great help.. hehe

a night to remember

The initial plan was to head down to City Hall to meet up with Neil for dinner while waiting for Celine and Alfred to be done with their own before we headed to the usual chillout spot at Clarke Quay's TCC, but somehow I just decided to beep someone else to come along. The replies came back informing of the slim chance of that ever happening, and so that was that.

Neil was as FOS as usual when I met him at Millenia Walk, but aren't we all.. LOL and so we decided to have dinner at the Funan IT Mall coffeeshop. Just as we sat down, none other than theHaz entered with the bun.. Haha surprise surprise! Turned out that the gang was meeting up after all, and that the coffeeshop was the meeting place. While Neil and me were supposed to head off to our own coffee gathering, I thought heck, why not just get the whole gang along since everyone knows each other. And so there it was, a nice big TCC gathering that turned out better than expected cos it wasn't just the 4 of us. I think most of us had a great time with the whole Batman and Joker interrogation crap.

Then just as I was brooding over the fact that my multiple attempts to call on my Secret Santa were appearing to fail big time, Secret Santa decided to grant a wish and appear out of nowhere!

=D =D =D

Sadly the gang was already preparing to leave cos most of them had to get up for work the next day, so it wasn't long before we got out of there. And since the night was still young and Secret Santa still had not gotten her dose of some TCC-lovin' yet, it was none other than the 24 hour one at Shaw House. Heh God bless the person who thought of a 24hr outlet. Had a nice drink and salad, chatted quite a bit, and I had my crash course in cursive handwriting as well. All in all a very pleasant night full of laughs, flying insults, pointless growling, and lots of fun.

And to my Secret Santa, thank you for the unexpected surprise, it really made my day! =)

Mr Secret Santa

And so this morning I was woken up by a beep on my phone at 11.14am, with a very welcome message from a very welcome person. Apparently my efforts to be the secret silent ninja in my latest "leave-the-gift-and-disappear" operation had been in vain - instead I turned out to be the secret santa - as the gift I had planted could only have come from me thanks to the choice of artist for the CD. HAHAHA call me silly, but for some time it didn't strike me how obvious it would have been. In any case, I'm glad you liked the album, silver ribbons and all.. Knowing that alone makes my day. Hope you like what you hear! =)

technical difficulties

Today I attempted to write a simple note in the best of my handwriting, but realised how much of a failure I am at it. HAHAHAHA I filled up at least 4 pages of A4 paper which used to be my DBS bank statement practising again and again till I got it right, and just when I decided to pen it down for good, all that practice just kind of escaped again. I decided to just heck it and write anyway, and I think it came out quite nice. LOL maybe I should have used a table instead of my laptop. I should seriously consider writing in cursive at work..

Anyway I hope you'll like it. =)

pwning the procrastination

Today is officially a new historic day! I decided to get off my lazy procrastinating ass and finally enrol at the driving centre after years and years of dragging it along.. Haha what was it, 5 years?! So I've got my test date down.. BTT on the 15th of October, and I'm done with the 2 compulsory Basic Theory lessons. Next week will be one of the practices followed by evaluation 2 days later.. Gotta make sure I pass my evaluation or I can forget about taking that Basic Theory Test..

On other notes, we've decided to catch ABBA Mania at the Esplanade on 5th October! Now I just gotta go back to work to drop a P or leave on that date, after which I'll secure the tickets. Just hope that the tickets aren't sold out by tomorrow! Speaking of which, why the hell am I on the A2 shift tomorrow? Been awhile since I did A2 on a weekday. Well the good thing is that I'll have the chance to head out and buy those tix at the SISTIC counter downstairs.. Or I could just make a run down to Esplanade and get that Banyan Tree vaporiser at The Naturalist. About time I started doing up my room with at least some sincerity.. LOL

TCC - Tea, Curry, Cakes.

In the latest of my food adventures, we decided to visit Curry Favor at Stamford House today, a place that I had seen quite a long time ago, but never bothered to step into till now. On first glance, one may think that the prices there would be a little steep, but I thought they were ok, with dishes not exceeding $15 for the lunch special. Serving size was just nice as well, but somehow I felt the dish I ordered was a little plain. Haha it was basically rice with my meat, and of course the curry, which I thought could have been placed on a heater to prevent it from caking up so fast. The curry was alright, less spicy than I thought (which started me thinking that maybe I should have chosen spicy instead of regular), but the lemon tea was next to tasteless.. LOL.

Next up was the hunt for the "tea house with Victorian furniture and cutlery" at Esplanade, but not before having quite the lesson on aromatherapy and plant effects from this very respectable dude selling essential oils at one of the stores there. Really interesting stuff I must say, and it's even got me considering getting a little burner just for my room.

After a bit of walking though, we realised that the "tea house" was none under than The Cookie Museum, where I had a taste of the 5 continents with my "Treasure of the 5 Continents" tea, and some really good Bailey's Irish Cream Liquer Cake. She had what they called the lady's favourite, which she thought it wasn't anyway, but I think it still had a unique taste to it.

She had to leave after that, so I thought some retail therapy might be good, and ended up really going out to search for those shirts I had been wanting to get for some time. I was in dire need of long sleeved shirts that I could wear without tucking them in, and of course they had to have that slim cutting or else I'd just look goofy walking around in a fat looking shirt. Finally found what I needed at both Zara and Topman, and ended up buying from both. Urgh.. talk about retail therapy.

And of course, what better way to end off the day than with a nice warm tea at TCC with theFamily.. Been some time since we met up, and there we were going through the usual motions again, sitting at the table talking about life, about growing up, how old we were getting, and our never-ending plans for a get-away. One day we should all just make up our minds and settle for something.. Hahaha but that would not make us theFamily would it?

quiet nights

3:54am, and i'm still here just chilling in front of my trusty laptop, doing nothing but gazing into the night sky. i could do with a TCC Frosty Bailey right about now, but that would probably prevent me from going to sleep for at least the next few hours.

work was a real drag today. it always is, but somehow today just lasted a whole lot longer than the rest of the days.. well at least there weren't any major problems. some days it's like all hell just broke loose with customers and then they come calling up into the hotline to whine about stuff.

right now i'm just waiting for that little beep on the phone before i go to bed. a little sign is all i need..

refresher

After giving it some thought and a careful assessment of what has happened throughout my life, I've decided that what my old pal said is true. Sometimes the buns get burnt in the oven cos you leave them in there for too long, and there's nothing much you can do about them, other than baking a new one. I've been holding back on others all because I somehow always felt this little glimmer of hope in salvaging that burnt one, but I think I see the light now. It's there at the end of the tunnel, but the tunnel is oh, so damned bloody long. I only hope that it doesn't get shut out before I reach it.

On other notes, I was out with a friend some days ago, and had my eyes opened to a whole new perspective. All this while I had been leading the simplest of lives, taking each day as it comes, not caring about what the next one brings, not bothering about the more important details in life. The lives of others breezed past me everyday, I couldn't care less about how all these people around me affected my own life. This friend, however, showed me something entirely new that kind of struck a note in me. Throughout the day, I learnt more and more about how family plays such a big part in this friend's life, and how little gestures can mean so much. I was also exposed to the goodness and generosity in this friend, and I constantly thought to myself, "what have i been doing all this while in my own stuck up little world?" I used to think that I was doing enough, but this day I realised I've been going down an entirely different path with a false sense of achievement.

Thank you for showing me the way, you are truly a godsend.

i'm a wheel i'm a wheel...

life at work may not be the best all the time, but good things do come along every now and then. recently, we tied up with Skateline so all employees are able to enjoy a 20% discount at the Peninsula branch! heh and that was the final key to ending my 1+ year procastinating spree to get new skates.. made a quick visit there on Tuesday, and picked up the 08 model K2 Moto! yesss now i have my wings once more.... well not exactly wings, but i will be able to fly once more with the new skates... yesssss. gotta get down to relearning how to skate.. haven't done that for some time, but it's like riding a bicycle eh, can't really forget how to do it. hmm now i just gotta figure out what to do with the older ones.. they're virtually fine, just that the wheels and bearings desperately need changing. anyone here wears a US 10.5 skate?

the new K2 Moto '08!

citi life and emo crappers.

Well so today I was going about my usual stuff in the office, dissing people and all like I usually do, and suddenly this person gets all angry and shit like that. so i thought, hmm maybe it might be a good time to stop. you never know when someone's really pissed with you eh? and so throughout the rest of the day i've got the occasional question or conversation with this person, and every single time, i try to say something politely, but i get some angry ass remark back in my face. i'm like.. "oohh someone's pissed at me..."

and so we go on and i realise this person's doing similar to other people as well.. so it's not long before people go like "ohh are you okay? do you need a break? do you need some rest? what's on your mind? are you feeling unwell? do you have something you need to talk about?" and this person just goes "ohh it's nothing i'm just tired.. ohh not enough sleep.. ohhh ohh ohh ohh.."

so here i am, i'm like "..........................."

fuck yo, if you need attention, please find some other means to do it. you're freaking grown up and all, please don't go on some emo trip in front of me just to get the sympathy of others. i'll most likely spit that emo crap back in your face anyway cos i hate emos. ok everyone has a right to be emo and all, but i'm sure there are better ways and times to do it. like in your room at home, alone. no one needs to be there seeing you crap all over yourself. now please go cry in the corner.

that said, i'd better catch some shut eye. no work for me tomorrow! yay! but gotta be at ritz carlton at 8.30am tmr for some customer service course... urgh.. good thing it's on a work day..

Cover of The Trooper by Iron Maiden

a tribute to Iron Maiden, and also my Ibanez PGM3 which I will be selling to a new owner tomorrow, here's a cover of The Trooper!! one of my better attempts, i feel.. heh enjoy!

iResurrect

it doesn't take a lot of reading to notice that i like to come back and post in short bursts at a time, and i think this would be the start of another one.. haha usually when i suddenly start posting again, it most likely means i've got something or someone new in my life that i would like to talk about, and in this case, it would be..

another new guitar.... AAHHAAHHAHA

in fact it's 2 new guitars.

AAHAAHHAHAHA.

first up is the Ibanez PGM3! i bought this cos i had ordered the Edwards CY-165CTM through Davis Guitar, and it was taking a hell of a long time to come in, so i had to buy something to feed the hunger.. problem is, it turned out to be such a nice instrument to play that i'm considering keeping it, but that would mean too many guitars in my house.. urgh. so here it is! great looking guitar, great neck, great feel, just that the pickups could be swapped for better ones.. not that i would, seeing as to how i might eventually sell this since the arrival of my Edwards..





and of course, next up would be my Edwards CY-165CTM, which took a total of FIVE months to arrive since my order. i'm not blaming the people at Davis Guitar though, they're real nice chaps (most of the time) and the fact that they brought it in at such a good price more than makes up for the wait. now people are always talking about dream guitars and shit like that. this comes real close to that..
quilted maple top, neck-thru design, abalone bindings all round the body, neck and headstock, vine inlays, satin finish for the neck's back, gold Gotoh hardware, original Floyd Rose bridge, 2 great Seymour Duncan pickups, and 27 frets!! omgwtfbbq. but seriously though, Edwards has once again shown how much effort they put into making a great guitar, while still making it totally affordable. at least they're not soaking in the grandeur of their own name *coughGIBSONcough* and producing instruments at ridiculous prices.. anyway what better way to welcome the guitar to the family than to create a video with it! heh below you will find a shameless cover of Man on the Silver Mountain by Ritchie Blackmore's Rainbow.. along with some pics!




my 2 prized Edwards guitars!



and of course, the Man on the Silver Mountain.. haha some screw ups here and there, and my phone started ringing at the end of the video.. lol