Days of my Life

Shoot! I need to start rationing my Pineapple Tarts, that is if I still want to make it through Chinese New Year with it. It’s just simply irresistable. I’d even tried to tahan, stopping myself from opening the 2nd bottle. But alas! My mouth got the better of me.

WL went for his job interview yesterday. The other night, that prat asked me to meet him up for lunch after his interview, to be there to give him a big ‘Hi 5′ if he were to snitch the job. And of course I didn’t do that. Like most interviews, before leaving, they told him that, “We’ll contact you if you’re shortlisted and if you didn’t receive a call from us, it meas that you didn’t get it!” What a mean cliffhanger!

Actually, I was there because the place of interview happened to be near IKEA. I loved going IKEA, even when I’m not making any purchase. Their display of furnitures are always so interesting. The other main attraction is their hotdog bun, going for only $1.  

Later that evening, I went down to Chinatown with my mum. Not that interesting because every other shop is selling the same thing. We went there to get peanuts only. I don’t think I’ll go there again during CNY period. haha….

Oh My! WL’s mum had already bought the food for next week BBQ. In her freezer now are, 2 kg of chicken wings and 1.5 kg of prawns. She will also be bringing chicken curry and bee hoon.

I informed Cuiling about it and decided that we should bring some food too. She came out with stingray (I like!) and belacan. She will be bringing a bottle of vodka too! Woo hoo~~~

I’d went to the library earlier on to return the 2 ‘True Singapore Ghost Stories’ by Russell Lee, which I ‘d borrowed a few days back. I was looking for interesting reading materials, and those 2 copies was lying there on the shelves. It’d been a long time since I last read one. Used to swear by that book, so I though why not? For old times sake!

                        Used to make my balls shrink but no longer

I remembered how it used to send a shiver down my spine or gave me the goose pimples when I was reading it back then at night. I was looking forward to get a thrill out of it. Ended up, it’s either there isn’t anymore decent ghost out there for people to encounter or the novelty of the book itself had wear off. I found myself laughing at the stories. What I thought would stopped me from going to the toilet without switching on the light in the wees of the night turned out to be a total letdown.

I didn’t even bothered to finish the whole book. My mistake, the 2 books. I guessed it had to do with the fact that I had went through army already. I mean what’s even scarier then training and living in Tekong? To make the matter worse, I’d even been to Taiwan for training. And mind you, beside the camp, is a big plot of land filled with tombstone.

Shit! I’m currently waiting for Dan Browns ‘Solomon Key’ to hit the bookstores. I’m looking forward to the Robert Langdon mystery and adventure. It’s so boring that I’d re-read Angels and Demons, and The Da Vinci Code again .

Luckily, for the past 3 months, we’ve been receiving copies of the Reader’s Digest for free. It’s one of my favorite magazine, or shall I call it a book instead? At least the featured articles are real lfe in there, unlike those so-called true ghost story written in by people who would like to have dinner or something with Russell Lee. Yucks…

However, the down side of Reader’s Digest is the cost. It’s going for $9.90 nowadays, which is equilavent to a 3 pieces chicken meal (one of my favorite sinful indulge) with spare shange! Woah… That’s also the reason why library had become my favorite hangout. Haha…

P.S. The cover art of the books is taken from http://www.amazon.com/True-Singapore-Ghost-Stories-Book/dp/981305607X

I accompanied WL today to go book the BBQ Pit. I just realised that Peiwen’s ROM be held at Tuas. To be precise, the exact location is at Raffles Marina Club. I ain’t the remotest clue to where that place is. Fancy a Singaporean getting ‘lost’ in Singapore. This is so sad!

There’ll be a shuttle bus to reach there though. After the ROM, we will have to make a mad goose chase for our BBQ. Hopefully the traffic won’t be a bitch on that day, because we will be getting the food right after that. Oh My God! Sounds like Mission Impossible.

After that, we dropped by Seah Im Hawker Center for the famous Lor Mee again. Fuck! We chose the wrong time to go. WE’d clean forgotten that noon time = lunch time which is also = hawker center packed with constipated looking people. The queue to our favourite food is so long. Thankfully, the owners are very fast. I managed to walk away with 2 bowls of Lor Mee in less then 20 mins.

Followed then, we went to VivoCity. I was complaining to WL that nowadays the new shopping centers seem so foreign. I used to know the way around the then-Marina Shopping Center at the back of my hand. Now? To get from Point A to Point B is like amazing race, let’s not even talk about shortcuts. Maybe, 1 fine day, I shall dedicate a full day just to familiarise.

… Somehow that sounds like what a loser would do!

… On 2nd thought, I better not engage in such bo liao things to do.

I got a shocked when he told me that he had never been to Carl’s Jr before. Like Har-lo? You are the one with a girlfriend. And I always thought that it’s a norm that couples go explore this and that. Oops! I forget that we are talking about a good friend who has a traditional mindset.

                    The Famous Carl’s Jr

Due to the fact that we both had the Lor Mee earlier on, we decided to go light on our stomach. I intro him Carl’s Jr popular must have. Their Onion Rings and Beef Chilli Cheese Fries (or Chilli Beef Cheese Fries! I can’t remember the order liao, let’s not be too anal about it! ). Ming Yong was the one whom introduced Carl’s Jr to me, and I loved it. You know how the KFC’s famous saying goes? The ‘Nobody makes chicken better then KFC’ or something? I’ll say nobody make burgers tastier than Carl’s Jr.

I used to rank Burger King’s Burgers at the top of my list. Their Mushroom Swiss Double is like ‘OH MY GOD!’. And that’s the only fastfood chain where we get to find onion rings. Things sort of changed when Mcdonald’s started selling their Double Cheeseburger for $2. It’s a steal. You be crazy to say no to it. If you have a Guan Yin at home, then too bad!

And now! Carl’s Jr is at the top of my list. The quantity which they offer is justified for the amount of money you pay. Their free-refill counter is another attraction.

I got another shocked when the order came. I told him, “Here’s the onion rings and this is my favorite Beef Chilli Cheese Fries!”

“What you say this is again?” He said, and gave me a kangaroo on spotlight look.

“Beef Chilli….”

“I can’t eat beef!”

“Since when?”

“I haven’t been going vegetarian on the 1st and 15 of the month for quite sometimes already! It’s sinful enough! I better not make it worse!”

-_-” I had to finish the whole box myself. While walking out (after having the 2nd round of refill ), I told him, “I hate coming out with you! I always go home weighing a few grams more!”

 P.S. The image is taken from http://www.carlsjr.com/promotions/

Cool! Fen be planning a trip to Sentosa for some sunshine activities. That poor gal was admitted to hospital the other night, due to an infection (or something) after a blood donation. She called up, asking me to help her cancel 2 of her Driving Practical Lesson. Before the bitchy side of me even had the chance to ask why, she told me calmly, “I’m in hospital!”

I was like what the hell happen. I mean you just don’t go hospital and tell people calmly that you are admitted, do you? After getting vital informations from her, I send out messages to the rest of the cousins. I think it must be in their blood or something, because both Ying Qi and Fay’s replies were about the same. They mentioned something about can complain and can claim. Haha…

I went to see her the next day. WL was kind enough to drop me at SGH after having brunch at Seah Im’s hawker center. We always go there for the famous Lor Mee! His car passed by this place where all the dead be sent to for autopsy, before making a turn into SGH. I was taking a moment, looking out of the car window as memories of 3 years back flooded in.

He suddenly asked, “Hey! you also know this place?”

I turned and looked dagger at him from the side of my eye, and told me, “My father, too, passed away! And this is the only place in Singapore where they sent the bodies for autopsy!”

Sometimes, having a conversation with him, makes me feel like slitting my wrists.

Ying Qi had mass messaged earlier to ask whether will we be interested to share a flower/fruit basket. I said no! Becase Fen doesn’t come across to me as a person who wants flowers. Instead, I asked her before visiting, to see what she wants. All she wanted was a copy of I-weekly to kill time.

It was so bored that she went to 7-eleven to get a copy of Straits Times in the morning and another trip in the noon, for a copy of The Newpaper. She was alright. Other then a strain of contusion on her upper arm, she’s doing okay. She would discharged from the hospital the next day.

I’m looking forward to that Sentosa trip! Hopefully, it’ll happen. Had been a long time since I last cycled around a beach~~

I came across this interesting article while flipping through Reader Digest, November 2007 edition, ‘5 Surprising Reasons to Get More Sleep’. One of the the five reasons caught my eye! It read, ‘It could make you thinner’ ( Fay, if you are reading this entry, forget about Salads for breakfast! ).

I was trying to apply this by calling it a day early the other night, when my handphone ring. Nowadays, Shirmaine has to juggle between her hectic work schedule and her boyfriend, therefore chances of her calling to moan about daily upsets of her life or this new cute guy round the block is close to zero. I’d once told her that though I’ve free incoming call, it doesn’t necessary means that it’s free for her. If you get what I mean.

Ended up, it was WL. For a moment, I thought what happened, because he sounded urgent. Ended up, he said, “No lah, Suddenly think of you mah!”

I looked at my handphone and it reads, 2300. I squinted my eyes and told him, “Yar! At 11 pm in the night? Are you kidding?” There goes my beauty sleep.

Anyway, talks of a Secondary School CNY Gathering had been flying around. WL’s idea was to book a bbq pit at his mother’s Condo at Mount Faber next week. We’d decided to pre-celebrate after Peiwen’s ROM next Saturday, because it would be rather difficult to round up everyone again. Usually, the people who can really make it are none other then, WL, Chew Li, Pat ,Cuiling and I.

I did questioned Cuiling about Sherlyn’s whereabouts, because she always seems so busy. I asked her, “How come she is always so busy? It’s not as if she’s attached or something! Can she don’t act like she has a boyfriend?”

Cuilings gladly giggled along.

Halfway through the conversation, WL said, “You hold on a second!” and switched over to the next line. It wasn’t till I almost fell asleep that he remembered his good friend is still on the next line, that he switched back to kindly inform me that, “Hey my GF is on the next line! I call you tml morning!”

-_-” What the hell!

 I’d signed up today. It was supposed to be MJ, MY and me doing together. However, MY back out the last minute! I would have back out too, had I not registered already. They better make use it’s NUM apparel that they are giving else, I can really cry my eyes out.

I had informed my marathon cum goodie bag whore buddy, Cuiling, that I be joing this event. I’d even thumbed her a message yesterda, giving her the full details and asked her whether whould she be interested. Her replied was, ‘I can’t swim tt long~! Lol when!’

‘Haha…its on the 17th of feb…I think I shld be able to make it! Im tempted to go for e sake of the cotton singlet by NUM! lolx’

‘Cheapo~! I can’t even swim 50m lol, will habe to train I guess..’

‘Haha…Pot calling e kettle black…lolz…it’s now or never! N im nt joining the full one…If I survive, I try a triathlon nxt..haha!’

‘Lol i’ll take biathlon as a challenge.can’t do anything more liao. I don’t have normal looking swimsuits btw. Bikini nia. lol’

‘Lol…hw come? When was the laz time u wore one?’ I was half expecting her answer to be in Secondary School or something and her swimsuit be those from medieval times. You know? Those one piece bathing suit wore by women which look like a dress or something?

‘Last yr I guess but tt one can’t go public!’

I’m still deciding whether to join the Sundown Nighttime Marathon on the 31st of May, ss a training to get myself ready for the Lion City Marathon coming up on the 29th of June. It will be pure sucide to attempt Full for both Marathon, so I’ll be joining Half for Sundown, then the full-fledge for Lion City.

Beside, Lion City Marathon is more interesting. Check it out -> http://www.lioncitymarathon.com/

P.S. The image is taken from http://www.nusbiathlon08.com/

To all cousins who are reading, do join up too, for a once in a lifetime experience

While enjoying a fag below me home the other night, J asked me when do I intend to get a girlfriend. That fellow medic SPEC of mine is recently, a happily attached. You know? I don’t know is it just me or what but people who are attached have this aura (And then there is light!) . They just have this radiant glow. In crude terms, it may actually means good sex.

As he was turning into the carpark, he gave the surrounding a look and told me, “That butch gave me a slap around here!”

It’s a complicated story to start with. To cut the story short. Boy like Girl. Boy not ready to commit. Girl turn to butch seeking solace. Boy serve NS. Felt ready to commit. Get in touch back. Girl don’t want hurt butch feeling. Drag. Drag. Drag. Have to make the choice. Girl choose Boy. 

That’s the whole rough idea. It just like what happened when Ling dreamt about kissing Ally in Ally Mcbeal. At the near-end of that particular episode, they go about doing it to kill the curiosity, and decided thereafter, that what they want out of a relationship at the end of the day, is a penis.

MJ also voiced his concern today over the phone, “How come you are still single? Don’t your mum get worried?”

“No, only my aunts and cousins (actually it’s only Fay! ) questions about it!”

” Or have they accept the fact that you are gay already…”

“MJ, fuck you! I’m NOT…”

“I mean, not even a single girlfriend for the past 23 years!”

“Yar I know! I’m a happy single! Am a nobody’s child!”

Actually, I’d gotten past the stage of wanting to be attached. While fretting over the issue back then, WL would always tell me, “It’s just not your time yet! It’ll come eventually!”

Yar right! Eventually as in 40 years down the road? I told him straight that it’s bullshit. Nowadays, when he’s in one of his mood, he’ll always tell me, “I do envy you at times! Single! Don’t have to answer to anybody and always so happy!

“Well, Sometimes I do wonder what’s all the stress about! You’re the one who’s driving a Honda Jazz and have got 2 gals fighting over you! Me? Not even a single soul in sight!”

That’s life! The Singles envy the ones who are attached, and the attached envy the ones who are single.

One of my best pals from Medic Spec Course, Ming Jin, called me up earlier on. He had been bugging me since last night to join the NUS Biathlon, Sprinter Catergory. You’ll need to swim 800m in the sea, which is equilavent to 16 laps in the pool, and a 5km run thereafter. I told him that my primary concern is that I’m 3 years older than him ( they never failed to remind me, so I thought to insult myself first before others have the chance to), and for that, I feared that I will face problem with the swimming.

“Don’t worry! There’ll be boats, stationed nearby to pull you out if you experience problem while swimming!” He informed me, in a very reassured tone!

-_-” As if that’s really quality information and like I really need it!

“And please don’t you join the Bi-Lites! They are for kids!” He continued.

That catergory consists of a 400 m swim and a 2.5km run. “It’ll be like running your 2.4km for that one!” He said.

The registeration fee for this catergory is $30, excluding a $3 adminstrative charges. I feel like telling them that I can do the admin myself, to save the $3. The cost is actually quite reasonable because NUM (New Urban Male) is one of the main sponsor this year and they will be in charge of the goodie bags.

“It’s cheaper last year. Nowadays everything goes up!” MJ complained.

“Who’s the sponsor last year?”

“FHM!”

“How cheap! And what did they gave you? A free copy of FHM?”

“Haha…Yar!”

How very typical. Next!

Ming Yong And Cuiling are the ones who taught me how to break down the registration fee. MY told me that $50 for Standard Chartered Marathon is resonable as they are giving out Adidas Climate running singlet and an Adidas T upon completeing. In Cuiling case, she famously told me after attending most of the major runs like Mizuno Wave Run 10km, Great Eastern Life Womens Run 10km (Sexism!)…etc, that, “I’m turning into a goodie bag whore!”

The catch for this event is that there be a free (acutally you had cough out $30! Oops! It’s 33 for the tedious admin work) cotton singlet by New Urban Male. The shop is, in my own opinion, famous for their range of flamboyant apparel. To take it out of the closet, there’s actually a wellknown hear-say that, “It’s for gays!”

I was intending to get one of those singlets for myself after I get my paycheck. A couple of weeks ago, I passed by one of their branches and found that some of their singlets are really cool.

I made my intention known to MJ whom immediately slapped me with, “Why do you want to get a NUM singlet? Are you a gay?”

Oh My God! Can an UFO just drop by Singapore and pick him up or something?

“Like NO! I already have a New Balance singlet and I thought that some of the NUM’s design are quite nice! I thought you have one?” I asked.

“Yar! The price is quite unreasonable, but the quality is good and cooling!” He said.

“Na Beh! It’s not gay for you to get it but gay for me to get it!”

When he say something like that, I do wonder, ‘Is there a point?’ Where’s the link anway? The biggest surprise came when he told me, “Let me know when you be getting it! Spend above $100 got 20 percent discount! Let’s buy together!”

*Faint*

Later on, he showed me a website as he had spotted someone wearing a very nice T and asked me whether it will look nice on him.

I wonder who is more gay! The fact that I told him my intention of getting a NUM singlet or him asking me whether he will look nice in a tight-fitting Everlast Tee!

“Well! It’s not bad!”

“You think so?”

“But you still have chest meh? I thought it had gone saggy liao? I think there’s a slang for it! It’s called Moobs, Man-boobs!”

“Don’t worry! It will look nice! It’s still firm!”

“I don’t need to know! That’s for your *ahem* to find out!”

That’s last night. He called earlier to check whether I’d made up my mind already or not. I told him that I will decide tml to see whether how long do I have to take to complete the 16 laps.

“What about MY? Will he be joining?”

“Yes! He say he would…”

“Great!”

“I’d also told him that KL is joining for the NUM’s cotton T…!”

“HUH?”

And he asked me to tell you to come clean that you’re gay!”

One more addition to the list so not true about me…

1) I don’t go for women with big breast! (But please not that small, refer to Miranda Kerr for a rough idea)

2) I ain’t no gay.

WL’s aunt and her boyfriend was in town last week. We went to Changi Airport to pick them up. Actually, my aim was to check out Terminal 3. However, it seems like none of the shops are opened yet. Nothing but the second best do! I had to make do with walking around Terminal 1 and 2. We even took the train which link from Terminal to Terminal for old times sake.

After picking them up, we dropped them off at Robertson Quay Hotel. Upon checking into the room, we got a shock. Let’s just put it this way. The hotels at Genting Highland is way better then this, even the rates. The boyfriend, Keith, vowed to check out the next morning.

After recovering from the shock, we went to a nearby shopping center for lunch, and at the same time, to look for a better hotel. In less then 30 mins, we drove out of the shopping center, with empty stomachs. Because…

“We have got 5 resturaunt here! 2 of them are closed down, 1 hasn’t open yet, 1 is selling 3 dishes which look about the same while the other 1 is selling only 1 dish!” Keith complained.

We walked into this Cafe as their display poster featuring their set lunches, looks promising. Without even informing us that only 1 of the 2 choices is available, they assumed that we be going along with the leftover. It’s quite a turn off. We ere totally disgusted by the attitude of the lady boss. We walked out with Keith leading the way. WL and I later come to the conclusion that if it’s us in this kind of situation, we will make do with what they have.

“You can have pork, or pork! And well, you can also have pork!” Keith continued, clearly disgusted by the Cafe episode.

We went to Liang Court instead and have our late lunch, near dinner, at a Thai resturant. No one was at the stand to greet us. I took the cue and walked inside. That somehow remind me of Claire Redfield from Resident Evil 2. She was shouting out ‘Hello, Anyone here!’ upon entering an empty bar and when she reached a blind spot, she saw a zombie feeding off it’s victim.

I was thinking, there better not be a zombie coz unlike Claire Redfield, I don’t have a Leon.S.Kennedy, who would turn up with a handgun, shooting the zombie’s head off. I only have a man in his early 60s, a women in her mid 40s and a so-called good friend who had once shut me out from my own bedroom when a flying cockroach invaded my living room, in tow.

Like one of those bloody scene from a thriller movie, the door (to the kitchen) is left slightly ajar. We approached the door (why am I in the led anyway) and saw…

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The waiter talking to the chef. I managed to manage a “Hi! Is the resturaunt open for business?”

Thankfully, It is open. I ordered a fried rice. I never had one like that before. Usually, the ingredients of the fried rice is mixed in the rice. Howver, this one came with a bowlful of rice in the middle, and the ingredients scattered at the side, by their respective portions. It’s delicious and I loved it.

Keith also ordered a salad which looked foreign and asked me to help myself.

“No thanks!” I declined his offer, politely.

“You don’t eat vegetables?”

“No…”

“Oh! Then you are like him!” He said and pointed a finger to WL. He’s got a reputation of not eating vegetables. My good friend (so-called) is a carnivore.

I smiled and said, “It looks foreign!”

“Just try it! You won’t know if you like it after you try it!”

I tried some and he asked, “How was it?”

“Hmm… Not bad!”

“Not bad as in you are going for more, or Not bad as in you don’t like it?” He teased.

Haha…He’s got a sense of humor. I enjoyed my dinner so much. Half way through, he suddenly looked at me and told WL’s aunt who’s sitting at his side, “You know? His hair remind me of the brush which we use at home!” and he sort of do a dunking action.

“Ermm you mean a toilet brush?” I asked with a slight frown.

WL went into convulsion and told him that my hairstyle had remained unchange for the past 10 years. I feel like kicking his arse!

After footing the bill, he told us, “Okay! It’s time to go back to the storeroom!”

WL later told me that night that Keith thought that I’d a great sense of humor.

My Medics had invited me for a cohesion last evening at Vivocity. We went to a resturant that serve German food. Honestly, I’m not really a fan. It’s the company I’m looking forward to.

Few days back, I’d lunch at Xing Wang Cafe (Cineleisure Branch) with Weilong. I love the Curry Rice there, not to forget their colossal butter+sugar toast going for $1.80 and their milk tea, which comes in a 555 branded tin cup. It’s like you are serving your terms behind bars. Weilong who went to Hong Kong before told me that they don’t serve curry over there. Or rather, they hate anything which is spicy! I felt rather cheated.

Therefore, I’d my doubts on which food is really German food when I was screening through the menu, which by the way, look very foreign. We ended up sharing a bit of everything. I’m a huge fan of sausages. Lifen was the one who got me addicted to it. I missed the Rosti at Vilage. To satisfy my crave, I ordered a sausage platter, which comes in a variety. I was totally blown away by the various type which I get to taste.

We also ordered a Pork Knuckle, commonly known as a trotter. I didn’t know that it could be so huge. It’s delicious in a sense that there isn’t a sick after taste. I’d really bad experience in Marche. I vowed not to go back there again for their pork. Yucks.

The Pizza is alright. Coz in my opinion, no one could make more delicious pizza than Pizza Hut.

World’s Scariest Sightings -> I saw 3 women in mini skirt sitting at a table near us. The thing is, though they have breast and a butt to wow at, they look like men. I was stealing surreptitious glance at one of them, to see whether I could spot an Adam Apple. Too bad, I didn’t managed to and before I know it, he or she, look at and saw me looking at ’shim’. I quicly look away and act blur. Fuck!

I think it’s either the air con above them that’s leaking or they are cold. After awhile, they switch to a table outside. I got a shock to see that ’shim’ gave me an acknowledging look. My God! I could so live without that.

This morning, Cuiling just message me, ‘When are we going to gay pub!’ . We had made a pact to go check it out, one fine day.

Frank called me last night.

“Hey K.L…” He said as soon as I picked up my cell.

“Hey! Hi!”

“K.L…”

“How are you?”

“You BITCH!” He said. It’s was more like a statement.

-_-” Well really!

He had also gotten the Starhub 9 months contract offer. I got a shock when I found out that other then him, another of our numbers (from Modified SPEC 2), Desmond, is also in Starhub, filling up the same post as a Customer Service Officer. Initially, I was going for Starhub too, but that was way before M1 called me.

“Desmond and I were looking forward to work with you!”

“Yar I know! But M1 called me up!” I explained.

“He also told me something very disturbing…”

Now that’s what I call a conversation. Some thriller/secrecy that will keep you hanging on the cliff (they call it the cliffhanger), and makes you feel so excited about what’s about to be say next.

“What? What’s disturbing?”

“Desmond told me that KL is planning a CNY gathering and I’m not informed!”

Chey! He was refering to that. Unknowingly, I’d became the organiser of outings for our group. Mainly because no one bothers to do it. I was thinking since CNY period is rondt the corner, we should meet up for either a reunion dinner or lunch. The only other person whom I asked was Ming Jin. That arse told me bluntly, “We are not family! Sorry!”

“No lah! Nothing is form yet! No solid plans!” I explained.

“Yar! And you ask Desmond and not me!”

“Well… I saw him online the other day…”

“You could have sms me!”

That got me started!

“SMS? You? Yar right! And you won’t even reply!” I said, hotly.

Frank has a reputation of saying yes to every outing but 2 day before the event, he will suddenly dissapper into the thin air. You try calling him, he won’t pick up his cell and you go for the soft approach by sms-ing him, he won’t even reply you. Thus, our gang come out with this phrase, ‘Are you pulling a Frank’, for someone who is doing the exact same thing.