Flatland Freestyler

My favourite kind of skateboarding.

And this guy is SICK.

Ramble, ramble, toil and travel...

Hmmm. No specific topic.

The weather is cranky. Either its cool, raining like crazy, or its hot.

I was watching that 70s show the entire week. Up to season 7. I think theres no point after that, the lead character jumped ship. The shows pretty much "jumped the shark". Now looking forward to the next half of South Park season 10 and Family Guy season 5. Coming out end of this year!

Lindsey Lohan guest starred in an episode of 70s show. Ya shes hot.

I was watching the last few minutes of Ms Singapore Universe. Jade Seah is hotter!

But she does bear a striking resemblance to a certain TCS actress...... yeah we all know. Fiona Xie. Was watching the new sitcom Maggi and Me. Its got a pretty lame name, a rather over-done premise, and it JUST happens to be a show about ghosts starting on the first day of the 7th month. Wow. What a coincidence.

But hey, its got Fiona Xie running around in a wedding dress! Now thats what i call entertainment.

Speaking of which, maggi mee was what i had for breakfast/lunch today. Woke late after a great night at Zouk. Mambo Revival- Playlist coming soon!

Alright, now im done here. Time to go read a friends blog- recommended by my other friends to melt my brains. Since i have no use for them right now... might as well go in for the works.

Song for the Moment

Go West - The Pet Shop Boys

Disgusted.

Singapore Idol MY ASS. Singapore laughingstock more like it. I was watching the performances of the contestants. They disgust me.

First thing first, don't bother to come and try if you don't have a good singing voice. Some of them do. MOST of them DON'T. Fine. Those with the good singing voices, all right and good for you all. But PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE don't try the onstage antics. Running around and shaking while singing is so demeaning. Let Britney Spears or Jennifer Lopez sell albums that way. If you look normal like the rest of us, for gods sake, its a singing contest, not a booty shaking contest. PUT SOME SOUL INTO YOUR SOUND.

Aaaaaargh.

Paradise Lost

At night when i sleep, i close my eyes...

and the world appears through a blue tempered lens... Floating in a blue neverwhere... life in a silent film, broken by the steady flow of bubbles escaping my breathing regulator...

I lie suspended, face down, taking in the breathless expanse of corals that stretch as far as the eyes can see... schools of fishes of every colour and stripe darting, floating, gliding between the corals, playing little fish games, exploring little fish worlds, living the marine life...

Silently we float, the aliens, befinned and suited up, observing, and moving on... Out in the distance, a shape moves. Slowly you distinguish a turtle, its shell seperating from the dulled colours among the rock, majestically moving at an emperors place. The old man of the sea, his strokes distinguished and dignified, he takes his time and glides about his domain at his leisure. I watch with interest, and perhaps a little awe. His shape, so clumsy and bulbous above water, now seemed to soar with every stroke of his little legs.

Suddenly, unconsciously, my mouth clenches tight onto the regulator. I awake with a start. Sunlight streams through the gaps of the windows. All is silent besides the hissing of the air-conditioner in the little hut i call home for the 5 days i spent in Aur. It was just a dream, i think. But until now, even after leaving the island... My mind feels like its on a boat, rocking with invisible waves. When i close my eyes, imaginary worlds float before my sight, teasing, enticing, drawing me into its cool sweet embrace.

Somedays we capture what we want from the sea.

Somedays, the sea captures us.

Finale

A stirring end to the world cup.

Zidane, we salute you!

Germany VS Italy

I have an interesting idea. We should have a Oscar Award ceremony for footballers. Celebrating the best actors in the league. Points of contention can be "Best innocent look", "best 'Hey, who said thats a foul?'", "best face screwed up in pain", "Friendliest face before match, most offensive after"....... ooh the list goes on and on.

Germany vs Italy deserves a special recommendation. This is the best match i've seen so far. Even Angela Merkel is watching! Play is fast and furious, both sides evenly matched. I predict penalties. Its already extra time, first half, and no goals yet. Probably none to come. This has got to be the match with the most number of acrobatics i have ever seen. Rolling, flying...... the players are throwing themselves against the ball...

Goodbye Convergys! HELLO BANGKOK!!!

Last day of work today. So SAD.......... will miss having fun with all the temps, and working with the perm staff. Thanks for everything!

Had a nice Dim Sum lunch with Jennifer, Shuhui and Weisum (my 3 bosses). haha


And........here we go. Me and my 3 bosses. Thanks for everything!


Next step- Bangkok! WOOHOO!!!

Shopping, F***ing......... well probably just shopping. Its dangerous there. Lots of shopping.... ahaha.

Now if only somebody will wake me up in time for the Germany-Italy match tonight.......

Typing this while ENGLAND plays a horrible match

Honestly, beyond Beckham and his posse of good lookers, noone is going to bother to support England. Their playing style sucks. I can't for the life of me believe that people actually support how England plays. Im sitting here during the England-Portugal match typing this. There are 13 guys in this room. 4 are watching the game. 6 are playing munchkins. 2 are typing randomly on their laptops. (myself included) my brother is just looking bored. I now remember why i found soccer boring.

But this wasn't always so. For me, soccer watching is a once-every-four-year event. Yup, thats just the world cup. As my friend yannie, unofficially known as "Jesus" says- "thats the closest we're ever gonna get to world war." Honestly, as the second world cup im watching.... its not fantastic.

I supported Argentina. Why? i played their (virtual) team in Winning 11 on the Xbox. And i like their jersey colours. Besides that? do i give a rats ass? No...... Do i care? No...... But they play well. Their loss to Germany was just a fluke...... aaargh. Horrible. I was the sole argentinian supporter in a room full of Germany supporters... good thing my best friend didnt throw me out. haha.

Anyway, last friday was the last day at work for a few of my colleagues. Temps that is. We took a goodbye photo. After a little photoshop editing, here it is:





Well, not that i want to say this: GOOOOOOOO PORTUGAL!
thats all for tonight. Thank you folks!

Control

It took me an entire night to reformat my laptop to my liking, reinstalling windows and repartitioning the drive.

But was it worth it?

Oh YES.

Completely, and absolutely, Moo.

Sometimes no word can describe how you're really feeling.

Mundanity strikes, dragging life into mindless routine. I took a job to occupy my time so that life won't plod on by so slowly. Its worked too well. I cant wait for the next two weeks to be over. Time to move on. There are more things in life that happen besides office work. I haven't been to a club in 4 months and its showing.

The word eludes me- How with 2 days a week of relaxation, people can somehow work out a way to enjoy themselves more than a month of sundays. But give a man a week.... and somehow even the most enjoyable activities pale to insignificance. Any army boy can tell you that. How suddenly one day of freedom seems so important, as a rest stop, and as a priming of the spirit against the dark week ahead.

The most interesting thing that happened to me the last few days was a good game of munchkins. How much worse than that can life get?

I need to buckle down and start preparing for Uni. Read up on my math, get myself mentally prepared to face yet another extremely competitive environment... I sometimes wonder if i can make it. If i can take the stress of reimmersing myself into the deep end.

Then i wonder- What is it all about anyway? I cant imagine how the people at my workplace take it. When they finish their studies, they end up in the same office, working the same job, doing the same things.... week after endless week, month after endless month... I admire their stamina. After 2 months of doing a temps job there, my brain feels numb. I cannot fathom how the perm staff manage.

Im losing the war against flab. I need to lose, lose, lose, what i gained, gained, gained. This is intolerable. I cannot stand what is happening to me. My self control is gone. I used to have no problem exercising alone before army... now it seems like such a chore. Somehow, someway, i need to influence myself. But that can only come from within. Where inside me can i find a reason to do what needs to be done?

I feel like im losing control of my life. There is a point where i clearly knew what i want, what i need, what i must do. Somehow somewhere i need to find that point again. Regain the focus. Reach my personal Nirvana so to say. Personal mastery seems so far away. I had it in my grasp... But it slipped.

I will not doom myself to failure. I have always believed in self-actualization. The mind creates its own paradigms. I will succeed. Because i can. And i will.

You know how sometimes, words cannot express exactly how you feel? That there is no combination of characters that unlock the lexicon of language to unravel the twisting pathways of feeling? Thats right. How do i feel right now? Completely, and absolutely, MOO.

If God is so smart, why do you fart?

I have just read two fantastic books.

The Religion War - Scott Adams
Dude, Where's my Country? - Michael Moore

I wanted to blog more but got sidetracked by reading other people's blogs. DANG.

World Cup Fever?

Can't believe that im actually watching the world cup. Somehow while watching the game, i happened to miss all the crucial moments, either talking to friends, or doing something else. bah. Basically i saw everything except the highlights... =(

Anyway, last day with my aunt's car. RUN AROUND!!!!!

We mourn your passing.

To the memory of Lao Shi, who passed away last friday, the 2nd of June. May you always walk in the grace of God.

I think Ive already lost you
I think youre already gone
I think Im finally scared now
You think Im weak - but I think youre wrong
I think youre already leaving
Feels like your hand is on the door
I thought this place was an empire
But now Im relaxed - I cant be sure

I think youre so mean - I think we should try
I think I could need - this in my life
I think Im just scared - I think too much
I know this is wrong its a problem Im dealing

If youre gone - maybe its time to go home
Theres an awful lot of breathing room
But I can hardly move
If youre gone - baby you need to come home
Cuz theres a little bit of something me
In everything in you

I bet youre hard to get over
I bet the room just wont shine
I bet my hands I can stay here
I bet you need - more than you mind

I think youre so mean - I think we should try
I think I could need - this in my life
I think Im just scared - that I know too much
I cant relate and thats a problem Im feeling

If youre gone - maybe its time to go home
Theres an awful lot of breathing room
But I can hardly move
If youre gone - baby you need to come home
Cuz theres a little bit of something me
In everything in you

I think youre so mean - I think we should try
I think I could need - this in my life
I think Im just scared - do I talk too much
I know this is wrong its a problem Im dealing

If youre gone - maybe its time to go home
Theres an awful lot of breathing room
But I can hardly move
If youre gone - baby you need to come home
Cuz theres a little bit of something me
In everything in you

"The Lord is my shepherd, i shall not be in want. He makes me lie down in green pastures. He leads me beside quiet waters, he restores my soul. He guides me in paths of righteousness for his name's sake. Even though i walk through the valley of the shadow of death, i will fear no evil, for you are here with me, your rod and your staff they comfort me. you prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies. You anoint my head with oil, my cup overflows. Surely goodness and love will follow me all the days of my life and i will dwell in the house of the Lord forever."

Psalms 23:1-6

Munchkins

Never again will there be a contest so prolonged.
A quest so daunting
A need so strong.

Never shall the five convene
remain at the scene
to battle
test their mettle
An all out war
to abjure and abhor

The struggle to win
to be the ultimate munchkin


Someone should state on the box- not to be played for longer than 1.5 hrs for a single game. I just felt 3 hours of my life go down the drain.

But hey, its fun!