Sorry for not updating, life's back to its mundane routine.
After next week though I forsee my schedule to be opening up quite a bit. Biennale, 2nd round of watching Kumar's stand-up, here I come.
So Deepavali is on Monday. As usual, dinner thingo at my house. So if you like a good mix of Indian food, sparklers and playing on the Wii then do stop by.
I'll leave you all with the happiest song ever.
Makes me say 'YAY!!'
If everyone listened to Daedelus I think the world would really be a happier place.
Saturday, October 25, 2008
Thursday, October 16, 2008
eh....
I love this photo.
Cos it really reflects the dysfunction of our trip. Was just an innocent photo of Lani & I when we first stepped into the Genting theme park. Everyone else wanted a piece of the action, of course.
Although i've been doing my social life a lot of justice lately...
My body is telling me otherwise. Not good. I need to start taking better care of myself.
Oh man, yesterday, after too many vodkas and a tequila shot I started telling guys to fuck off. Literally. Damn. Could've gotten into trouble for that.
Oh my god, it's already mid-October! Once Deepavali is over, then it'd be Halloween. Then after the kid's O Levels, Chiangmai! Then after that.... Some other holiday. Plus another KL trip. Then Christmas! New Year's! Driving test! :OOOOO
Traffic jam to paradise.
Cos it really reflects the dysfunction of our trip. Was just an innocent photo of Lani & I when we first stepped into the Genting theme park. Everyone else wanted a piece of the action, of course.
Although i've been doing my social life a lot of justice lately...
My body is telling me otherwise. Not good. I need to start taking better care of myself.
Oh man, yesterday, after too many vodkas and a tequila shot I started telling guys to fuck off. Literally. Damn. Could've gotten into trouble for that.
Oh my god, it's already mid-October! Once Deepavali is over, then it'd be Halloween. Then after the kid's O Levels, Chiangmai! Then after that.... Some other holiday. Plus another KL trip. Then Christmas! New Year's! Driving test! :OOOOO
Traffic jam to paradise.
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
yes i'm back, and i still sound like a tranny.
Okay before I start on my trip, I just HAVE to address something which pissed me off sooo bad on Friday morning.
I was on the train to Kranji (which took over a whopping hour, coz Tanah Merah is on the other side of the country), so on the EW Line I got off at Jurong East and made my way there. Two old gross Indian men (the gangster-looking kind, NOT foreign workers) sat opposite me and started scrutinizing me from top to bottom, despite the fact that I was dressed for comfort (read: not attractive) and in jeans.
After a stop or two, a pretty Filipino girl in a short skirt sat next to the two. Big mistake of course, both Filipinos and Indians know that older Indian men are more inclined to the innocent young thangs that hang around Paramount. Not that i'm equating this girly to those that hang out at Paramount.
One of the two uglies get off, leaving the grosser of the two basically looking her up and down, pausing momentarily and her legs, her chest, her face. She, obviously feeling uncomforable, moves as far away as she can from him while still sitting on that very seat thus not exactly getting very far. He continues to leer, while she simply doesn't look in his direction.
At the same time he also decides to throw some attention my way, but doesn't maintain it for long as I was giving him a look of pure venom. This continued for about 5 stops till I finally reached Kranji and stormed off the train looking thoroughly pissed off. Okay yes, I was angry with what he was doing, yet she continued to sit there.
If you're feeling uncomfortable, don't fucking sit there! Why continue to sit there when you're obviously uncomfortable? Walk away, that's the only way to send that asshole a metaphoric slap in the face. I suppose if she wants to continue being harassed thats her prerogative. One step backwards for the human race then.
Whew.
KL was awesome. Screw shopping, we were there for cheap booze, clubs, and of course a day in Genting.
The trip there was alright, albeit the SAMAN that Renie, Hazmir (Renie's BF) and Lani ended up forking out RM50 for apiece for throwing their cigarette butts on the floor just outside Malaysian Immigration. Some guy with a very unofficial looking jacket and a mousey looking moustache demanded that the 3 hand over their passports. He then showed us the 3 cig butts he painstakingly picked up off the grubby road and led them into some unknown room, while I was left like a lost sheep worrying about them.
Ended up having small talk with a random guy working for the checkpoint with whatever street Malay I could manage without trying to sound too idiotic. He said that normally when they catch you for littering, they milk it for all its worth and could fine up to SGD$300 per person! They pocket most of it.
I couldn't believe it! If they really were fined that much, our trip's as good as over. We didn't even pay HALF that amount for this trip! And apparently the lecture was taking longer than usual.
When they finally came out, Lani told me about how he was trying to swindle money out of her cos they thought she was ang moh, after seeing her full name in her passport. She's part Dutch, but a bit watered down. Her surname's Valberg, so they kept trying to make it seem as if she was hoarding truckloads of money and they hit the motherload. When they couldn't be more WRONG HAHA.
When that bullshit was over, we took a bus to Larkin to board our coach to KL. The coach was nice looking on the outside, the inside wasn't half bad either. Except that the air con was unbelievably dehydrating and there were flies. In the bus. But after awhile the flies settled down so we couldn't see them anymore so it didn't bother us as much.
The coach pakcik dropped us at a Petronas petrol station where one of Hazmir's friends came to pick us up in his CAR OF DOOM. He was generally a nice, funny guy but when behind the wheel, it felt like my life was flashing before me. Okay i'm exaggerating. He knew the roads and how to navigate them with his l33t KL driving skillz so I guess its just the scared Singaporean in me talking.
Reached Pondok Lodge, along Jalan Changkat Bukit Bintang, right in the heart of of the clubs and bars. However, it was a backpackers lodge! With a shared bathroom. No way was Ernie gonna accept this when she arrived the next day, so we hunted for another hotel for our 2nd night.
Had dinner at Lot 10, bought some cheap vodka and played dai dee on the Lodge's crappy roofgarden till about 11pm. Went to get dressed and went to partay!
First stop - Frangipani. A happening looking spot just across the road from the lodge. Mercs, BMWs were parked outside, so we thought it must be some happening VIP party. RM30 to get in, which was relatively cheap so we went ahead. The chop was of a Mr Men cartoon character, but we didn't think much of it.
We confidently walked in, hoping to see a happening crowd and some good music, but we couldn't be more mistaken. There were men, EVERYWHERE. Men in tight pants. Men checking each other out. Men dancing with each other. Not a single server was female. It felt very.... strange. We didn't mind the fact that it was a gay club, not at all. We just... didn't expect it to be one! The music wasn't good for dancing, and we felt completely out of place, considering the mood we were in.
So we left, contemplating on where to go next. Just next to the lodge was a bar that was 2 storeys. The 2nd floor looked pretty happening, we could hear the bass and people were dancing, and there were more females, so we ran back across the road to that place. Entry was FREE, the music was great and the crowd was so much fun. We danced till we were almost gonna drop from exhaustion, and we left a bit earlier than expected.
Next morning - hangover galore. I was having a horrible headache and my stomach wasn't agreeing with me. I thought my day at Genting would be ruined! But Renie introduced me to the hangover wonder that was Teh-O.
I had an egg prata and a hot milo, thinking that it'd help to have something warm and food in my stomach, but it didn't. She ordered me the Teh-O despite my extreme dislike for tea (i'm weird like that) and told me to just try and see if it works. After sipping half a glass, the headache disappeared and I felt completely fine. It was seriously amazing. The ride to Genting which I thought was gonna be nausea-inducing whizzed by like it was nothing.
The cold weather in Genting was shiookkk. You can't even see the foot of the mountain, everything's covered in clouds. We had full-day passes for the outdoor & indoor parks, as well as the water theme park, but most of the day was spent at the outdoor park.
The rest sat most of the rides out, while Lani and I rode every adrenaline-pumping ride at least twice. The Space Shot was the best. I don't know how high up we were at the top of the tower thing, but free-faling from what looked like the highest point in Genting must've been the biggest shit-my-pants scared feeling i've ever had in my LIFE.
Towards the evening more clouds descended onto the park as it got colder. It started to resemble something like a haunted theme park.
Left in the evening. Ernie came Saturday morning but didn't wanna come to Genting, spoiler woman. Took us a longer time to get back, cos the roads were covered in clouds you could hardly see what was in front of you.
We thought it'd be another night of partying, but Renie came down with the flu so we just drank in the room and called it a night. We needed to be up early for the 8am train back to SG.
Train ride was 8 hours! I can fly to fucking South Africa in 8 hours!
We finally touched homeground sometime past 5. The ride to Tanjong Pagar from Woodlands was damn interesting. Saw parts of SG i've never seen before in my life. Abandoned areas, atas condos, interesting colonial flats. Oh and lots of jungle. I suppose it beats miles and miles of oil palm plantation.
Had a huge plate of hokkien mee at the KTM before calling it a day and heading back.
Not bad la. I spent less than SGD$150. It was more awesome than it sounds okay.
Anyway, it's 4something in the am, my dad just stumbled in drunk as a sailor, and my momma's gonna have a hernia about that.
Tomorrow's the day before the O Level practical! So much tuition tomorrow it's coming out of my ears.
I was on the train to Kranji (which took over a whopping hour, coz Tanah Merah is on the other side of the country), so on the EW Line I got off at Jurong East and made my way there. Two old gross Indian men (the gangster-looking kind, NOT foreign workers) sat opposite me and started scrutinizing me from top to bottom, despite the fact that I was dressed for comfort (read: not attractive) and in jeans.
After a stop or two, a pretty Filipino girl in a short skirt sat next to the two. Big mistake of course, both Filipinos and Indians know that older Indian men are more inclined to the innocent young thangs that hang around Paramount. Not that i'm equating this girly to those that hang out at Paramount.
One of the two uglies get off, leaving the grosser of the two basically looking her up and down, pausing momentarily and her legs, her chest, her face. She, obviously feeling uncomforable, moves as far away as she can from him while still sitting on that very seat thus not exactly getting very far. He continues to leer, while she simply doesn't look in his direction.
At the same time he also decides to throw some attention my way, but doesn't maintain it for long as I was giving him a look of pure venom. This continued for about 5 stops till I finally reached Kranji and stormed off the train looking thoroughly pissed off. Okay yes, I was angry with what he was doing, yet she continued to sit there.
If you're feeling uncomfortable, don't fucking sit there! Why continue to sit there when you're obviously uncomfortable? Walk away, that's the only way to send that asshole a metaphoric slap in the face. I suppose if she wants to continue being harassed thats her prerogative. One step backwards for the human race then.
Whew.
KL was awesome. Screw shopping, we were there for cheap booze, clubs, and of course a day in Genting.
The trip there was alright, albeit the SAMAN that Renie, Hazmir (Renie's BF) and Lani ended up forking out RM50 for apiece for throwing their cigarette butts on the floor just outside Malaysian Immigration. Some guy with a very unofficial looking jacket and a mousey looking moustache demanded that the 3 hand over their passports. He then showed us the 3 cig butts he painstakingly picked up off the grubby road and led them into some unknown room, while I was left like a lost sheep worrying about them.
Ended up having small talk with a random guy working for the checkpoint with whatever street Malay I could manage without trying to sound too idiotic. He said that normally when they catch you for littering, they milk it for all its worth and could fine up to SGD$300 per person! They pocket most of it.
I couldn't believe it! If they really were fined that much, our trip's as good as over. We didn't even pay HALF that amount for this trip! And apparently the lecture was taking longer than usual.
When they finally came out, Lani told me about how he was trying to swindle money out of her cos they thought she was ang moh, after seeing her full name in her passport. She's part Dutch, but a bit watered down. Her surname's Valberg, so they kept trying to make it seem as if she was hoarding truckloads of money and they hit the motherload. When they couldn't be more WRONG HAHA.
When that bullshit was over, we took a bus to Larkin to board our coach to KL. The coach was nice looking on the outside, the inside wasn't half bad either. Except that the air con was unbelievably dehydrating and there were flies. In the bus. But after awhile the flies settled down so we couldn't see them anymore so it didn't bother us as much.
The coach pakcik dropped us at a Petronas petrol station where one of Hazmir's friends came to pick us up in his CAR OF DOOM. He was generally a nice, funny guy but when behind the wheel, it felt like my life was flashing before me. Okay i'm exaggerating. He knew the roads and how to navigate them with his l33t KL driving skillz so I guess its just the scared Singaporean in me talking.
Reached Pondok Lodge, along Jalan Changkat Bukit Bintang, right in the heart of of the clubs and bars. However, it was a backpackers lodge! With a shared bathroom. No way was Ernie gonna accept this when she arrived the next day, so we hunted for another hotel for our 2nd night.
Had dinner at Lot 10, bought some cheap vodka and played dai dee on the Lodge's crappy roofgarden till about 11pm. Went to get dressed and went to partay!
First stop - Frangipani. A happening looking spot just across the road from the lodge. Mercs, BMWs were parked outside, so we thought it must be some happening VIP party. RM30 to get in, which was relatively cheap so we went ahead. The chop was of a Mr Men cartoon character, but we didn't think much of it.
We confidently walked in, hoping to see a happening crowd and some good music, but we couldn't be more mistaken. There were men, EVERYWHERE. Men in tight pants. Men checking each other out. Men dancing with each other. Not a single server was female. It felt very.... strange. We didn't mind the fact that it was a gay club, not at all. We just... didn't expect it to be one! The music wasn't good for dancing, and we felt completely out of place, considering the mood we were in.
So we left, contemplating on where to go next. Just next to the lodge was a bar that was 2 storeys. The 2nd floor looked pretty happening, we could hear the bass and people were dancing, and there were more females, so we ran back across the road to that place. Entry was FREE, the music was great and the crowd was so much fun. We danced till we were almost gonna drop from exhaustion, and we left a bit earlier than expected.
Next morning - hangover galore. I was having a horrible headache and my stomach wasn't agreeing with me. I thought my day at Genting would be ruined! But Renie introduced me to the hangover wonder that was Teh-O.
I had an egg prata and a hot milo, thinking that it'd help to have something warm and food in my stomach, but it didn't. She ordered me the Teh-O despite my extreme dislike for tea (i'm weird like that) and told me to just try and see if it works. After sipping half a glass, the headache disappeared and I felt completely fine. It was seriously amazing. The ride to Genting which I thought was gonna be nausea-inducing whizzed by like it was nothing.
The cold weather in Genting was shiookkk. You can't even see the foot of the mountain, everything's covered in clouds. We had full-day passes for the outdoor & indoor parks, as well as the water theme park, but most of the day was spent at the outdoor park.
The rest sat most of the rides out, while Lani and I rode every adrenaline-pumping ride at least twice. The Space Shot was the best. I don't know how high up we were at the top of the tower thing, but free-faling from what looked like the highest point in Genting must've been the biggest shit-my-pants scared feeling i've ever had in my LIFE.
Towards the evening more clouds descended onto the park as it got colder. It started to resemble something like a haunted theme park.
Left in the evening. Ernie came Saturday morning but didn't wanna come to Genting, spoiler woman. Took us a longer time to get back, cos the roads were covered in clouds you could hardly see what was in front of you.
We thought it'd be another night of partying, but Renie came down with the flu so we just drank in the room and called it a night. We needed to be up early for the 8am train back to SG.
Train ride was 8 hours! I can fly to fucking South Africa in 8 hours!
We finally touched homeground sometime past 5. The ride to Tanjong Pagar from Woodlands was damn interesting. Saw parts of SG i've never seen before in my life. Abandoned areas, atas condos, interesting colonial flats. Oh and lots of jungle. I suppose it beats miles and miles of oil palm plantation.
Had a huge plate of hokkien mee at the KTM before calling it a day and heading back.
Not bad la. I spent less than SGD$150. It was more awesome than it sounds okay.
Anyway, it's 4something in the am, my dad just stumbled in drunk as a sailor, and my momma's gonna have a hernia about that.
Tomorrow's the day before the O Level practical! So much tuition tomorrow it's coming out of my ears.
Thursday, October 09, 2008
my voice is low and secksay
Been having the sore throat since Monday. I've been blowing everyone off because I didn't want it to escalate to a full blown flu but turns out its just a sore throat. Still had to give tuition the past few days, and now i've almost lost my voice. I feel like i'm really straining myself everytime I speak to the kids.
Tomorrow, Kranji at 8am (wah lao) to take the bus to JB, then coach to KL. Saturday, a day in Genting, then probably partay at night. Sunday, morning train all the way back here. Short and sweet lah.
Aresha's MIA again, the new maid is fuckin' awesome (and her name is SHINOMI, beat that), my bank statement has been quite stagnant and I can't wait for tomorrow.
Tomorrow, Kranji at 8am (wah lao) to take the bus to JB, then coach to KL. Saturday, a day in Genting, then probably partay at night. Sunday, morning train all the way back here. Short and sweet lah.
Aresha's MIA again, the new maid is fuckin' awesome (and her name is SHINOMI, beat that), my bank statement has been quite stagnant and I can't wait for tomorrow.
Monday, October 06, 2008
just briefly
Been spending more and more time at the beach. Not that I mind. Just the other night Raushan and I saw two shooting stars. Made Daniel feel like shit for not joining us.
Weekends have been pretty awesome, if not drinking then just hanging out till the wee hours and talking about all sorts of nonsense with those two.
If all goes well, I will be heading up to KL this weekend with Lani, Ernie, Renie and her boyfriend. Things have almost been finalized, so i'll be off on Friday! Can't wait for the break. Tuition weeks are now Monday through Sunday which is thoroughly exhausting. I have been spending money through my nose so after the trip I will SAVE the moolah. With the exception of shopping for clothes for Australia.
Converse Warehouse Sale was friggin' amazing. Sneakers dirt cheap, Kappa slip-ons going for $10-$15! Converse sneakers going for $20-$50 at the most. Everlast sneakers all around $30. Bought myself an awesome pair of Converse for $30, with a pretty funkay design.
Semi-regret not buying checkered loafers! Bought a black Kappa jacket and a grey Michael Jackson-inspired Everlast jacket. Crowd was madness too, but thankfully since it was so cleverly hidden away a lot of people wouldn't have bothered. Primela was with me, and she picked up two pairs of Converse - 1 for work and 1 for going out. All thanks to Mon for the tip-off!
Now I just gotta wait for the Zara end of season sale so I can buy myself a spiffy jacket. And several interesting hats. They seem to spice up my mojo on the partying circuit. On Saturday a random short (albeit not bad looking) little man named David enlightened me with what people hide under their hats in his country. I never found out where he was from, but apparently they keep chickens under their hats.
Saturday night was the usual madness with Ernie and Lani involving MOS and Chinaone. Drinks were disgustingly expensive that night, don't know why. Thank god for King Kong and free entry! :D
MOS had a mad raid that kicked everyone, and I really mean EVERYONE out of MOS. Bumped into Ungku outside and he said they're closing down for renovations, then reopening under a new name. Well they had better, they did no justice to the MOS branding whatsoever.
But to kick everyone out? Its like the most recent nights out with the girls always end shitty, but things turned around when two random drunks kept inviting us to Living Room and couldn't even get their words straight. The 3 of us were falling off the squishy chairs from laughing way too much. Ernie's such a crackup.
Was a good night regardless.
Thanks for the awesome photo Ungku! Haha Lani and her goondu face.
Long-ass week ahead before KL.. Could Friday take any longer?
Weekends have been pretty awesome, if not drinking then just hanging out till the wee hours and talking about all sorts of nonsense with those two.
If all goes well, I will be heading up to KL this weekend with Lani, Ernie, Renie and her boyfriend. Things have almost been finalized, so i'll be off on Friday! Can't wait for the break. Tuition weeks are now Monday through Sunday which is thoroughly exhausting. I have been spending money through my nose so after the trip I will SAVE the moolah. With the exception of shopping for clothes for Australia.
Converse Warehouse Sale was friggin' amazing. Sneakers dirt cheap, Kappa slip-ons going for $10-$15! Converse sneakers going for $20-$50 at the most. Everlast sneakers all around $30. Bought myself an awesome pair of Converse for $30, with a pretty funkay design.
Semi-regret not buying checkered loafers! Bought a black Kappa jacket and a grey Michael Jackson-inspired Everlast jacket. Crowd was madness too, but thankfully since it was so cleverly hidden away a lot of people wouldn't have bothered. Primela was with me, and she picked up two pairs of Converse - 1 for work and 1 for going out. All thanks to Mon for the tip-off!
Now I just gotta wait for the Zara end of season sale so I can buy myself a spiffy jacket. And several interesting hats. They seem to spice up my mojo on the partying circuit. On Saturday a random short (albeit not bad looking) little man named David enlightened me with what people hide under their hats in his country. I never found out where he was from, but apparently they keep chickens under their hats.
Saturday night was the usual madness with Ernie and Lani involving MOS and Chinaone. Drinks were disgustingly expensive that night, don't know why. Thank god for King Kong and free entry! :D
MOS had a mad raid that kicked everyone, and I really mean EVERYONE out of MOS. Bumped into Ungku outside and he said they're closing down for renovations, then reopening under a new name. Well they had better, they did no justice to the MOS branding whatsoever.
But to kick everyone out? Its like the most recent nights out with the girls always end shitty, but things turned around when two random drunks kept inviting us to Living Room and couldn't even get their words straight. The 3 of us were falling off the squishy chairs from laughing way too much. Ernie's such a crackup.
Was a good night regardless.
Thanks for the awesome photo Ungku! Haha Lani and her goondu face.
Long-ass week ahead before KL.. Could Friday take any longer?
Wednesday, October 01, 2008
seeeelamat. hari raya *familiar tune*
I got a Hari Raya fix, and i'm not even Muslim!
Cos... Ernie is awesome!
She dropped by to pick up her camera charger, and dropped off some of her mom's awesome cooking.
Some beef and chicken. I haven't tried it yet cos it's a bit late and I don't want to wake up Ash.
I have a feeling my mom might flip out cos its beef.
I suppose its a bad thing that i've resolved to being single till I leave. The loneliness is somewhat taking a toll. BUT ITS FOR THE BETTER, ARUNA. So just fuckin' deal with it.
:/
Cos... Ernie is awesome!
She dropped by to pick up her camera charger, and dropped off some of her mom's awesome cooking.
Some beef and chicken. I haven't tried it yet cos it's a bit late and I don't want to wake up Ash.
I have a feeling my mom might flip out cos its beef.
I suppose its a bad thing that i've resolved to being single till I leave. The loneliness is somewhat taking a toll. BUT ITS FOR THE BETTER, ARUNA. So just fuckin' deal with it.
:/
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