30 October 2005

crazy life

toad the wet sprocket is swirling around in my head - good intentions, crazy life, et al - as i let the weekend sink in. spent saturdays catching up with good friends. the afternoon and evening was a glorious rush, stopping by suntec to pick up tickets for our trip in dec to malaysia. for the uninitiated, they had a travel malaysia fair during the weekend, and there were some pretty good deals. in the end, we paid like $229 for a 4D3N affair which will bring us to the heights of genting and the gastronomical delights of good ol' malacca. ah, malacca brings back many fond memories... for my stomach. seafood at the portugese settlement, chicken rice balls, and a smorgasbord of peranakan fare awaits us... can't wait!

oh! it's a shame none of us brought our cameras along. some of the major players in the malaysian coach tour circuit had brought in some of their top-of-the-line luxury coaches. and don't be sceptical i know some of these companies brag about the "luxury" coaches when they're just the air-conditioned equivalent of bas sekolah but boy, these babies were rocking! they had like massage chair seats, personal entertainment systems, attendants, and some of them were double-decker ones. who woulda thunk it!

anyway, after getting the tickets (which kevin will generously sponsor for all of us, hopefully? :P) we adjourned to crystal jade for dinner and subsequently brewerkz for the match of the season so far for me - Spurs vs the old enemy, the the bastards from down the road Ars*nal. We had a blinder of a first half! the gooners couldn't even get a shot in edgewise. jenas and carrick both had chances to put the game beyond any reasonable doubt (though with spurs, what would that be? 10-0? and we might even have to scrape a 10-9 win at the end, knowing our luck with scorelines, but anyhow...) then of course, that bloody frog pires had to ruin it all. somebody shld make it illegal for pires to play against spurs... needless to say, i got a bit grumpy after that.

and after the game, the gang headed off home and i went to meet up with alvin and harjit for more beer at chinaOne, and half-priced magaritas at cafe iguana. sweeeet, what a way to end a saturday night.

sunday - not quite as spectacular. work to clear, and other stuff that i cannot elaborate at this point. suffice to say i'm quite messed up in the head and given enough time, i can apply my anti-midas touch to anything in my life. more about that later...

12 October 2005

BITCHing in haikus

plane's left without me
>>>>>>>>>>>>> SQ something or other >>
i've been

the BITCH's pecking order

like yesterday's used

no reason enough
to go on any further
picking up the
S c rA p S

guess god's telling me
to watch out for saturday's

11 October 2005

of falling birds and dead blogs

a wee hatchling fell from its nest today. the mother had nested in a crevice up on the roof at the office garden on the second floor. we picked the poor bird up. it must have broken its leg, cos it couldn't run away from us. a guy from admin placed him in the box and declared that he would nurse it back to health, as he had done for numerous other birds similarly injured during his kampung days. satisfied that the bird is in good hands, i filled my hot water kettle at the pantry and dragged my feet back to the grind.

given the fact that this is just about the most exciting part of my work day, no wonder my blog is dead.

06 October 2005

flipping the bird

remember clie the world's second cutest baby, a not-too-distant runner-up to my niece the champion? well, here comes the undisputed winner of the Most Vulgar Toddler award. let's just say this one was a no-contest.

05 October 2005

on the train again

i love the rides home when i've a head full of tunes and a good book in hand.

plugged into my mini, i'm lost as i exit, stage left into the backstage of this world of the nodding lady beside me and the blank faces all around. in my mind, i'm floating with a sunburnt pi, mourning all that has been lost, and the animals around me and in my mind. i walk with shadow as we gather the troops with wednesday. i sit in the courtroom as atticus sweeps me away with his oratory.

and all this while, corgan and his unlikely crew of folds, kanye and sheila nichols croons, caresses the even more unlikely soundtrack. and it's all perfect.

my heart sinks whenever the PA sounds out my stop, ending my all-too-brief escape into a dimension without dreary work weeks, bali bombs and the stranger's head on my shoulder.

04 October 2005

i want me some of that

possibly the second cutest little girl in the world (the first naturally being my niece, the greatest little girl ever to set her funky feet on this earth) has a blog! ok, its mostly a photoblog set up by her daddy dearest, this guy called nick pan. personally, i think that's just about the sweetest thing a parent can do for his or her child - a living chronicle of his or her growing up years. and it doesn't hurt that she's so bloody cute!

makes you wanna have a little kid to blog about, innit? no? k, i'm just a spas then.

link: http://clie.pearlpan.com/

03 October 2005

my ex is getting married...

and it's weird that i feel nothing in particular. i mean, i'm supposed to be happy for her, right? nope, nothing there. or should i feel pangs of jealousy and general discontent? nope, that's not it either. okay, i'm glad she's found someone special in her life but that's like how i feel for most people getting married, so nothing special there again.

our time together was a pretty tumultuous roller-coaster. we got together on labour day of '98. we were at tower books and she cornered me behind this calendar stand, demanding to know my intentions towards her. now those who know would tell you i'm not given to expressing my emotions, nope not your regular faucet i am. but threatened by a skinny 39-kg girl was a whole new experience for me. needless to say, i caved and confessed. i suppose it was fortunate for me that she felt the same way about me. we got together that evening.

it was my first relationship. i came from an all-boys school. so you can tell how much experience i had in this sort of thing. yup, nada. zilch. if there's anything less zero than zero, that would be how much experience i had with girls. if our breakup (which came a mere three weeks later) was reported on the radio, jamie yeo will just play Crash and Burn again. okay, low blow. :P

i guess i was the bastard who screwed it up the first time. seriously, you can't imagine how badly i sucked at playing boyfriend.

oh we arranged to watch movie ah? forgot leh, i playing football with my friends now.

(holding her hand) eh, why hand so rough one? haha, joke joke. *

now if you thought the breakup meant the end of this story, sorry no such luck. the week after we broke up, we both fell incredibly sick. maybe it was because it was so bloody traumatic for our adolescent hearts? who knows.

still, even after our three-week fiasco, we were still very much attracted to each other. so what happened was three years of... you know what? even today, i can't tell you what our relationship was at all. anyway long story short, i moved on first, she got pissed cos i moved on despite telling her i still had feelings for her then which of course i did but there comes a time when enough is enough you know? so things were all-round pissy for a bit, until it came to a pass, she found a guy and was all happy-doo-da again so happy ever after, or at least until whenever.

so now we are where we are, cold and composed... friends but not really cos we don't really keep in contact and she's busy with wedding preparations and me being generally a lazy bastard, i don't make an effort either. better this way i suppose.

am fairly well-adjusted in my life as i know it currently. my current girlfriend doesn't hate me, thank god for that. so cheers to you, c. i'm sure married life becomes you, it's almost written in the stars, predestined even, that you shld become someone's wife, some lucky kids' mother. even though the you now no longer resembles the you i knew back when (at least outwardly), i think on some level, you'll always be the special "first girlfriend"... unless you count the girl at kindergarten as the first, then sorry :P

* This story soon became something of a tribal story, spread by word of mouth, in my jc. word travels waaaaayyyyyy too fast.