Considering my last post was in May 2005...I dare say I'm qualified to talk about time passing in blinks.
1 blink...and its the white-washed PAP kindergarten at Lorong Ah Soo. That lightning logo up on wall...just looked so darn cool then. My very caring and pretty teacher. How I would love to see her once again. 30cents ice cream...you know it's out there in that little motobike...can't wait for the bell to ring. (sorry...I cannot remember beyond my kindergarten. So dun expect me to start about me swimming with the other 2/3 million little tadpoles)
2 blinks...its Rosyth Primary and I'm opening doors for teachers and greeting them. Yup, some disciplinary action for wayward boys like me. Works wonders. I do it to my pupils these days. A few teachers to thank; Mrs Cheong, Mrs Elaine Low, Mr Jimmy Ng...for better or for worse I am ever grateful for you guidance.
3 blinks...Nil Sine Labore. And a school that will forever shape the values and principles which govern my life. Taught me leadership and the true meaning of brotherhood; espirit de corps.
4 blinks...JC and a crazy testosterone charged time. But most memorable and best of all, a crazy eclectic bunch of friends.
5 blinks...National Service. Yes Sir! No Sir and UP YOURS SIR! Thankfully, largely uneventful sleepy days in a sleepy camp doing clerical duties. Tore a knee ligament playing basketball and good ol' Godfather Mindef took care of it for me. Got 2 months MC too...heh heh
6 blinks...NIE. Or rather NTU ODAC. Spent some time learning to be a teacher but it seems I spent more time out in nature and frying that perfect pancake.
7 blinks...here I am. One year on from teaching. And fully contemplating if this truly is a CAREER i want. The kids are worth it...the admin shitload is not.
In the space of two blog entries, I've also witnessed Liverpool win the FA Cup in yet another thrilling 3-3 final. And right now...its the WORLD CUP.
I've recently been to Ho Chi Minh and back.
And my weight is seriously unhealthy now. It used to be unhealthy...now its SERIOUSLY UNHEALTHY. Gotta do something about it soon.
I miss stupid times with stupid people doing stupid things.
All you "stupid" people reading this, you know what I mean and I miss you guys.
Cheers folks...(although this entry seems rather gloomy)
Monday, June 26, 2006
Thursday, May 26, 2005
No team can play a final like Liverpool...
I am writing this red and blurry eyed in school. Thankfully it is my first week in school and there are no lessons to teach. This morning I sat witness and watched what I shall call the best game of soccer I have ever seen...EVER.
It had to come down to that one team. LIVERPOOL.
There is simply no team that can play a European Cup Final like Liverpool.
All these years I have heard of their past glory from my dad and my uncles. All these years I have read in the newspapers about their European pedigree and the nights where they enthralled not only their fans but their opponents as well. All these long years that I have supported Liverpool from Ian Rush to Robbie Fowler, Peter Beardsley to Steven Gerrard, Micheal Owen to Djibril Cisse...it all culminates to this night where I watched as they fought tooth, bone and nail and staked their claim as European Champions.
It was...to quote a friend...UNBELIEVABLE. And as the TV commentators paused to allow those of us sitting riveted at home to soak in and listen to the strains of "You'll Never Walk Alone" ringing around the stadium, in celebration of such a momentous victory. I could not help but feel my skin tingle and a slight welt of tears in my eyes. What I had just experience was soccer at its epitome...at its purest, undistilled form. I knew ths morning that my deed was sealed. I will be a LIVERPOOL fan for life.
Let me digress to just explain for the benefit of the non-soccer fans who read this.
"You'll Never Walk Alone" is the official anthem of Liverpool Football Club. The fans sing it at every game that Liverpool plays and it has become synonymous with the club. The song itself is a warm and stirring tune and there are matches in Europe where the spectators have been known to sing it even though it is NOT a Liverpool game! In a sense the song, when sung by a chorus of passionate stadium spectators is a heart rendering and emotional.
The lyrics of You'll Never Walk Alone:
When you walk through a storm hold your head up high
And don't be afraid of the dark.
At the end of a storm is a golden sky
And the sweet silver song of a lark.
Walk on through the wind,
Walk on through the rain,
Tho' your dreams be tossed and blown.
Walk on, walk on with hope in your heart
And you'll never walk alone,
You'll never, ever walk alone.
Walk on, walk on with hope in your heart
And you'll never walk alone,
You'll never, ever walk alone.
Very meaningful eh. I just read in the papers that the fans sang it at half time when Liverpool was losing 3-0. I believe the sung could be heard in the players dressing room. And if so...it must have touched each and every player and even the couch. To have fans such as these, who believe in you and who'll never let you walk alone...
Oh...what I would give to just be there on that magical night. Thank god for Ch 5 and Starhub cable for giving me the joy of watching my team as they came back from 3-0 down. When no one else had given them a chance. I have never seen a final like this. This match really gave us soccer at its purest...and I shall list the reasons why.
1. There were two teams who were determined to play soccer without gamesmanship. There were no diving incidents or vicious tackles. No crazy captains determined to hassle and threaten the eferee for bad decisions. A well played game between two top opponents of the game...with respect for each other.
2. Referee's decisions were spot on! Save for a few minor incidents, the referees and linesmen really got it right.
3. The fans. Oh my goodness...to hear them sing and sing. To see the fans stay the course of the game... (shame on you fellows who I heard left the pub early when you knew it was 3-0)
4. The way the game flowed...and the emotions felt during the game. It was so sad at half-time. But when the first goal came of Stevie G's head...suddenly the belief was back. And then Smicer's long range effort skidded in...and suddenly "We're BACK!" Totally unbelievable when Xavi Alonso smacked the save penalty rebound in. All around the world Liverpool fans stood as one... And when it came down to the penalties and Seginho and Pirlo missed...you just had to know. Destiny was on our side.
Hail to the new legends of Liverpool. And my deepest respect for AC Milan as well. For you played the game to the truest of you heart. If not for 6 minutes of lapses, the cup is well and truly yours. But such is the sport we call soccer... as an old legendary coach, Brian Clough puts it, "It only takes a second to score a goal."
Thank you both teams for giving us all such a wonderful 90 minutes and for reminding us all about the magic of soccer. Away from conglomerate take overs, oil rich owners, arrogant managers, managers who fight and claw one another, managers who bring the game to disrespute. Last night, both teams and their managers gave us the perfect match. True sportsmanship.
Someday I hope, I will walk on the halo-ed grounds we all call Anfield. For now Anfield's finest have taken the cup back and I will spend many days savouring this moment. This is the stuff of legends...a cup final that will be talked about for years and years to come. A match of truly epic proportions and a script which no two teams could ever write for a long time coming.
YOU'LL NEVER WALK ALONE...
It had to come down to that one team. LIVERPOOL.
There is simply no team that can play a European Cup Final like Liverpool.
All these years I have heard of their past glory from my dad and my uncles. All these years I have read in the newspapers about their European pedigree and the nights where they enthralled not only their fans but their opponents as well. All these long years that I have supported Liverpool from Ian Rush to Robbie Fowler, Peter Beardsley to Steven Gerrard, Micheal Owen to Djibril Cisse...it all culminates to this night where I watched as they fought tooth, bone and nail and staked their claim as European Champions.
It was...to quote a friend...UNBELIEVABLE. And as the TV commentators paused to allow those of us sitting riveted at home to soak in and listen to the strains of "You'll Never Walk Alone" ringing around the stadium, in celebration of such a momentous victory. I could not help but feel my skin tingle and a slight welt of tears in my eyes. What I had just experience was soccer at its epitome...at its purest, undistilled form. I knew ths morning that my deed was sealed. I will be a LIVERPOOL fan for life.
Let me digress to just explain for the benefit of the non-soccer fans who read this.
"You'll Never Walk Alone" is the official anthem of Liverpool Football Club. The fans sing it at every game that Liverpool plays and it has become synonymous with the club. The song itself is a warm and stirring tune and there are matches in Europe where the spectators have been known to sing it even though it is NOT a Liverpool game! In a sense the song, when sung by a chorus of passionate stadium spectators is a heart rendering and emotional.
The lyrics of You'll Never Walk Alone:
When you walk through a storm hold your head up high
And don't be afraid of the dark.
At the end of a storm is a golden sky
And the sweet silver song of a lark.
Walk on through the wind,
Walk on through the rain,
Tho' your dreams be tossed and blown.
Walk on, walk on with hope in your heart
And you'll never walk alone,
You'll never, ever walk alone.
Walk on, walk on with hope in your heart
And you'll never walk alone,
You'll never, ever walk alone.
Very meaningful eh. I just read in the papers that the fans sang it at half time when Liverpool was losing 3-0. I believe the sung could be heard in the players dressing room. And if so...it must have touched each and every player and even the couch. To have fans such as these, who believe in you and who'll never let you walk alone...
Oh...what I would give to just be there on that magical night. Thank god for Ch 5 and Starhub cable for giving me the joy of watching my team as they came back from 3-0 down. When no one else had given them a chance. I have never seen a final like this. This match really gave us soccer at its purest...and I shall list the reasons why.
1. There were two teams who were determined to play soccer without gamesmanship. There were no diving incidents or vicious tackles. No crazy captains determined to hassle and threaten the eferee for bad decisions. A well played game between two top opponents of the game...with respect for each other.
2. Referee's decisions were spot on! Save for a few minor incidents, the referees and linesmen really got it right.
3. The fans. Oh my goodness...to hear them sing and sing. To see the fans stay the course of the game... (shame on you fellows who I heard left the pub early when you knew it was 3-0)
4. The way the game flowed...and the emotions felt during the game. It was so sad at half-time. But when the first goal came of Stevie G's head...suddenly the belief was back. And then Smicer's long range effort skidded in...and suddenly "We're BACK!" Totally unbelievable when Xavi Alonso smacked the save penalty rebound in. All around the world Liverpool fans stood as one... And when it came down to the penalties and Seginho and Pirlo missed...you just had to know. Destiny was on our side.
Hail to the new legends of Liverpool. And my deepest respect for AC Milan as well. For you played the game to the truest of you heart. If not for 6 minutes of lapses, the cup is well and truly yours. But such is the sport we call soccer... as an old legendary coach, Brian Clough puts it, "It only takes a second to score a goal."
Thank you both teams for giving us all such a wonderful 90 minutes and for reminding us all about the magic of soccer. Away from conglomerate take overs, oil rich owners, arrogant managers, managers who fight and claw one another, managers who bring the game to disrespute. Last night, both teams and their managers gave us the perfect match. True sportsmanship.
Someday I hope, I will walk on the halo-ed grounds we all call Anfield. For now Anfield's finest have taken the cup back and I will spend many days savouring this moment. This is the stuff of legends...a cup final that will be talked about for years and years to come. A match of truly epic proportions and a script which no two teams could ever write for a long time coming.
YOU'LL NEVER WALK ALONE...
Monday, May 02, 2005
Of Sharks and Dinosaurs
Ever since I was a young boy...I've loved sharks and dinosaurs.
I still do.
I try to say I don't know why...but maybe I do...
Allow me to write these things down...
There was a book which came out when I was about 8 or 9. It was the "Reader's Digest book of Sharks". I never got a chance to own that book...but I remember it was always the first book I browsed in the book store. I loved the photos and the description of sharks in the book...it was fascinating. I remember my other love then was Dinosaurs...and I had an uncle who gave me a book on that. Its funny how a simple book with vivid descriptions and colour illustrations of dinosaurs can do so much to stir a small boy's imagination...
I remember reading...and memorising dino facts. In my head...battles were fought between triceratops and t-rex. There was a documentary my dad taped...about dinosaurs. And I'd watch it over and over and over again. I remember it was Christopher Reeve who hosted the show... hahaha...my other idol... SUPERMAN.
But not just the prehistoric...but Sharks too. Sharks are AWESOME.
And the most AWESOME of all...you guessed it...my favourite...
THE GREAT WHITE SHARK
I think I know...it had to be JAWS the movie. Started me down this road. Thanks to Steven Spielberg...swimming never became the same again. Even on lazy saturday mornings...I did pretend there was a shark in the pool! Right...like some great white could actually survive our chlorinated public pools...not to mention god knows how many kids have peed in it...plus i dunno what else adults do in them pools....
But yeah...I remember. The ominous music...DA DUM...DA DUM...DA DUM...and it would play in my head everytime I went swimming. Even now...sometimes I hear it...and I laugh. Heh heh.
But you have to admire you know...the power in that impressive body frame...the sleek lines...the way the fin cuts the water...that massive bite...its the perfect being. Built for the kill.
I love the way it lazily swims in the water knowing it's the ultimate...and then the sudden burst of speed to surprise its opponents.
If I could be born again...I'd want to be a Great White.
Maybe I have a fascination with power...yah...my favourite dinosaur? Tyrannosaurus Rex.
Funny how as a young boy...I would identify myself with the biggest baddest animals...was it a latent predatory instinct in me?
As a side note...JURASSIC PARK ranks as one of the all-time best movies in my list. I remember watching it as a 14 year old...at Lido cinema. I stared mouth open...as Steven Spielberg once again cast a spell over me. To see the dinosaurs...so real...it took my breath away. The movements...so life-like. I've watched Jurassic Park close to 10 times...no thanks to Channel 5 too...who likes screening it over and over...hahaha. Oh yah...that day at Lido...a whole row of RGS girls seating in front of me...made it amusingly memorable too. You can imagine the cacophany of screams...
I think Steven Spielberg was right to make them Raptors more scary too...damn fascinating stuff...
Thank you Mr Steven Spielberg...for casting your shark, dinosaur and UFO spells over me.
A bit of psychoanalysis...
What does it say about small boys who love predators?
Favourite animals were Shark, T-rex, Tiger...
Is there a trapping towards power? Did I aim to be top dog?
Or just a morbid fascination towards what death could be like in the face of these beautiful animals....
Yes...I use the word beautiful. These predators have never been ferocious to me. To me...they were beautiful... I admire them. If I ever came face to face with any of the above...in the wild...not the zoo. I think I'd just stand and admire...and if I get eaten...man...what a way to die!
Ya...so there you have it. Of Sharks and Dinosaurs.
If anybody out there wants to buy me stuff next time...make it a shark. =)
I still do.
I try to say I don't know why...but maybe I do...
Allow me to write these things down...
There was a book which came out when I was about 8 or 9. It was the "Reader's Digest book of Sharks". I never got a chance to own that book...but I remember it was always the first book I browsed in the book store. I loved the photos and the description of sharks in the book...it was fascinating. I remember my other love then was Dinosaurs...and I had an uncle who gave me a book on that. Its funny how a simple book with vivid descriptions and colour illustrations of dinosaurs can do so much to stir a small boy's imagination...
I remember reading...and memorising dino facts. In my head...battles were fought between triceratops and t-rex. There was a documentary my dad taped...about dinosaurs. And I'd watch it over and over and over again. I remember it was Christopher Reeve who hosted the show... hahaha...my other idol... SUPERMAN.
But not just the prehistoric...but Sharks too. Sharks are AWESOME.
And the most AWESOME of all...you guessed it...my favourite...
THE GREAT WHITE SHARK
I think I know...it had to be JAWS the movie. Started me down this road. Thanks to Steven Spielberg...swimming never became the same again. Even on lazy saturday mornings...I did pretend there was a shark in the pool! Right...like some great white could actually survive our chlorinated public pools...not to mention god knows how many kids have peed in it...plus i dunno what else adults do in them pools....
But yeah...I remember. The ominous music...DA DUM...DA DUM...DA DUM...and it would play in my head everytime I went swimming. Even now...sometimes I hear it...and I laugh. Heh heh.
But you have to admire you know...the power in that impressive body frame...the sleek lines...the way the fin cuts the water...that massive bite...its the perfect being. Built for the kill.
I love the way it lazily swims in the water knowing it's the ultimate...and then the sudden burst of speed to surprise its opponents.
If I could be born again...I'd want to be a Great White.
Maybe I have a fascination with power...yah...my favourite dinosaur? Tyrannosaurus Rex.
Funny how as a young boy...I would identify myself with the biggest baddest animals...was it a latent predatory instinct in me?
As a side note...JURASSIC PARK ranks as one of the all-time best movies in my list. I remember watching it as a 14 year old...at Lido cinema. I stared mouth open...as Steven Spielberg once again cast a spell over me. To see the dinosaurs...so real...it took my breath away. The movements...so life-like. I've watched Jurassic Park close to 10 times...no thanks to Channel 5 too...who likes screening it over and over...hahaha. Oh yah...that day at Lido...a whole row of RGS girls seating in front of me...made it amusingly memorable too. You can imagine the cacophany of screams...
I think Steven Spielberg was right to make them Raptors more scary too...damn fascinating stuff...
Thank you Mr Steven Spielberg...for casting your shark, dinosaur and UFO spells over me.
A bit of psychoanalysis...
What does it say about small boys who love predators?
Favourite animals were Shark, T-rex, Tiger...
Is there a trapping towards power? Did I aim to be top dog?
Or just a morbid fascination towards what death could be like in the face of these beautiful animals....
Yes...I use the word beautiful. These predators have never been ferocious to me. To me...they were beautiful... I admire them. If I ever came face to face with any of the above...in the wild...not the zoo. I think I'd just stand and admire...and if I get eaten...man...what a way to die!
Ya...so there you have it. Of Sharks and Dinosaurs.
If anybody out there wants to buy me stuff next time...make it a shark. =)
Friday, April 08, 2005
I AM DA SUN!!! (I always knew I was hot...)
I am da sun card...
Took another little quiz...thanks to da "Fangster"...who calls me her beautiful servant. Its a trade-off I guess...to be known as beautiful...I also gotta be called servant. Keke
Anyway...I just like the images provided, especially the tarot cards. So have a go at the tarot card quiz why don't you? And do let me know what card you are...
Here's my results...
You are the Sun card. The light of the Sun reveals
all. The Sun is joyful and bright, without fear
or reservation. The childish nature of the Sun
allows you to play and feel free. Exploration
can truly take place in the light of day when
nothing is hidden. The Sun's rays fill you with
energy so that you may live life to its
fullest, milking pleasure out of each day. Such
joy and energy can bring wealth and physical
pleasure. To shine in the light of day is to
have confidence, to soak up its rays is to feel
the freedom of a child. Image from: Stevee
Postman. http://www.stevee.com/
Which Tarot Card Are You?
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Took another little quiz...thanks to da "Fangster"...who calls me her beautiful servant. Its a trade-off I guess...to be known as beautiful...I also gotta be called servant. Keke
Anyway...I just like the images provided, especially the tarot cards. So have a go at the tarot card quiz why don't you? And do let me know what card you are...
Here's my results...
You are the Sun card. The light of the Sun reveals
all. The Sun is joyful and bright, without fear
or reservation. The childish nature of the Sun
allows you to play and feel free. Exploration
can truly take place in the light of day when
nothing is hidden. The Sun's rays fill you with
energy so that you may live life to its
fullest, milking pleasure out of each day. Such
joy and energy can bring wealth and physical
pleasure. To shine in the light of day is to
have confidence, to soak up its rays is to feel
the freedom of a child. Image from: Stevee
Postman. http://www.stevee.com/
Which Tarot Card Are You?
brought to you by
I'm 25...holy-ca-moly-macaroni!!!
Right...after each entry I tend to re-read...couldn't believe the amount of typos I made.
Bet I would have typos here as well...
Started changing some stuff on my blog. My age has gone up by one...
Oh my gawd...
I'm 25.
and I'm utterly lost about myself and what I wanna do...where I wanna go. I can so understand the people who run away and hide somewhere...I hear the landfill area in Singapore Pulau Semaukau is quite an idyllic place. Hahaha...maybe...
What does 25 feel like? I dunno....I seriously think I stopped growing cognitively...I think its only my stomach that keeps growing. Hahahaha....
Oh well...I really have to start work and marking. Bye.
Everybody... "be cool"
Bet I would have typos here as well...
Started changing some stuff on my blog. My age has gone up by one...
Oh my gawd...
I'm 25.
and I'm utterly lost about myself and what I wanna do...where I wanna go. I can so understand the people who run away and hide somewhere...I hear the landfill area in Singapore Pulau Semaukau is quite an idyllic place. Hahaha...maybe...
What does 25 feel like? I dunno....I seriously think I stopped growing cognitively...I think its only my stomach that keeps growing. Hahahaha....
Oh well...I really have to start work and marking. Bye.
Everybody... "be cool"
The Return of Eu-ne-ne
Back to writing on this little space of mine on the big scary internet.
Stopped writing for a while cause you start evaluating if you really need a space to air or maybe it was just one of those one off fad which you joined coz it seemd fun to do at the time then you realise what the heck its already on the web why not just start using it right? Anyway regarding space to air...I believe Singapore's still got enough for me to let off air.
*poot*
(farting relieves stress and tension...let them rip!)
So ardent readers (and fans) of this blog space. Thank you for clickin' here ever so often and wondering how come eunene hasn't written like in 1000 years. Is he like waiting for some 1000 year old lingzhi to grow before he actually resumes this space?
Yeah...I must know how you guys feel. Coming here and going away empty...its like you click and then you see that stupid quiz thing I did in January. Must be a real anti-climax...
Hmm...dat said. This entry must really come as an orgasm. See...I'm the highlight of your day!
Ok...enough of sexual innuendoes. What is it with them and me anyway? Maybe I'm just your above average testosterone over-charged raging male. Yah...who in his right mind actually calls Chilli Crab dishes... "ORGASMIC CRABS"??? Nobody I know...but me.
(But seriously...there's this stall in Ang Mo Kio...they serve orgasmic crabs I tell you. Yes...damn nice...but lately damn expensive also.)
All you friends who have been dropping by to have a look at this space. I thank you. You really make it a point to stay in touch with me in your little ways. And yes, I promise I will update more often from now on. I've got lotsa stories to tell nowadays ever since I started...TEACHING.
Yes...teaching. It is a joy...and a damn exhausting one. If you ignore the over-charged raging male testosterones...I think I make a pretty decent primary school teacher.
I regret the last statement. I suddenly have a premonition of parents pulling their students out of my school tomorrow morning and leading them on a mass exodus...hahaha.
But seriously...its been a crazy mix and a rioller-coaster ride lately. Kinda been making me re-evaluate my goals and dreams too. And the newspaper's been printing so much about teaching. I'm gonna start sharing my thoughts here about my experience.
Hmmm...so I guess eunene.blogspot.com is just gonna be another teacher-blog?
NO WAY MAN! Promise I'd still write about other stuff...as cute as them kids are and as frustrating as it is to churn out lesson plans everyday...I tell myself there's gotta more to life than teaching.
Last but not least...I am seriously writing on a stream of conciousness...so if it all does not make sense, just go visit another blog ok. Singapore's most famous is xiaxue.blogspot.com
And I suppose many of you(many? haha...who am I kidding) who read this will wonder how come I seem to write with an audience in mind...like this is not a personal diary. Well...I guess its just how I am...I've always been a bit of a showman. Its also how I view this blog thing. Some see it as a diary...I see it as a place to vent...to air...to just say what I want to...within the legal and whatever OB markers them gahmen people are always talking about.
Hmmm...screw that last statement. I write what I want...and you read. Thanks hor... (bats eyelashes to look puppy-dog cute)
I just love it how I can give my readers an orgasmic high and then leave them puking at the end. Hahahaha.
Enough said. I have returned... (and here are more mis-quotes to mark this momentuos occasion)
Hell hath no fury like a teacher with tonnes of marking to do...
What I do in this blog, echoes in eternity...
ROOOOAAAAARRRRR! (T-rex from Jurassic Park)
ROOOOAAAAARRRRR! (Simba from Lion King)
Till the next 5 cents...
Stopped writing for a while cause you start evaluating if you really need a space to air or maybe it was just one of those one off fad which you joined coz it seemd fun to do at the time then you realise what the heck its already on the web why not just start using it right? Anyway regarding space to air...I believe Singapore's still got enough for me to let off air.
*poot*
(farting relieves stress and tension...let them rip!)
So ardent readers (and fans) of this blog space. Thank you for clickin' here ever so often and wondering how come eunene hasn't written like in 1000 years. Is he like waiting for some 1000 year old lingzhi to grow before he actually resumes this space?
Yeah...I must know how you guys feel. Coming here and going away empty...its like you click and then you see that stupid quiz thing I did in January. Must be a real anti-climax...
Hmm...dat said. This entry must really come as an orgasm. See...I'm the highlight of your day!
Ok...enough of sexual innuendoes. What is it with them and me anyway? Maybe I'm just your above average testosterone over-charged raging male. Yah...who in his right mind actually calls Chilli Crab dishes... "ORGASMIC CRABS"??? Nobody I know...but me.
(But seriously...there's this stall in Ang Mo Kio...they serve orgasmic crabs I tell you. Yes...damn nice...but lately damn expensive also.)
All you friends who have been dropping by to have a look at this space. I thank you. You really make it a point to stay in touch with me in your little ways. And yes, I promise I will update more often from now on. I've got lotsa stories to tell nowadays ever since I started...TEACHING.
Yes...teaching. It is a joy...and a damn exhausting one. If you ignore the over-charged raging male testosterones...I think I make a pretty decent primary school teacher.
I regret the last statement. I suddenly have a premonition of parents pulling their students out of my school tomorrow morning and leading them on a mass exodus...hahaha.
But seriously...its been a crazy mix and a rioller-coaster ride lately. Kinda been making me re-evaluate my goals and dreams too. And the newspaper's been printing so much about teaching. I'm gonna start sharing my thoughts here about my experience.
Hmmm...so I guess eunene.blogspot.com is just gonna be another teacher-blog?
NO WAY MAN! Promise I'd still write about other stuff...as cute as them kids are and as frustrating as it is to churn out lesson plans everyday...I tell myself there's gotta more to life than teaching.
Last but not least...I am seriously writing on a stream of conciousness...so if it all does not make sense, just go visit another blog ok. Singapore's most famous is xiaxue.blogspot.com
And I suppose many of you(many? haha...who am I kidding) who read this will wonder how come I seem to write with an audience in mind...like this is not a personal diary. Well...I guess its just how I am...I've always been a bit of a showman. Its also how I view this blog thing. Some see it as a diary...I see it as a place to vent...to air...to just say what I want to...within the legal and whatever OB markers them gahmen people are always talking about.
Hmmm...screw that last statement. I write what I want...and you read. Thanks hor... (bats eyelashes to look puppy-dog cute)
I just love it how I can give my readers an orgasmic high and then leave them puking at the end. Hahahaha.
Enough said. I have returned... (and here are more mis-quotes to mark this momentuos occasion)
Hell hath no fury like a teacher with tonnes of marking to do...
What I do in this blog, echoes in eternity...
ROOOOAAAAARRRRR! (T-rex from Jurassic Park)
ROOOOAAAAARRRRR! (Simba from Lion King)
Till the next 5 cents...
Wednesday, January 26, 2005
Another quiz...hahaha
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You Are the Enthusiast |
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7 You are outgoing and playful - always seeing the happy side to life. You're enthusiastic and excitable. You love anything new. Multi-talented, you do many things well... and find success easy. You prefer to keep things light with others. Opening up is hard for you. |
Yup...another one of them quiz things...so I can find and wonder more about myself. What is this wierd fascination about ourselves that we absolutely must know what personality we are???Then again...aren't we always changing as well? Values, perspectives, chracter, moods...
Well for the moment (or perhaps the next decade)...it seems I am a number 7...
Thanks Eunice for this above site. Yah...she also intro me to colour quiz...hahaha.
Am I a 7? Ponder...
Saturday, December 04, 2004
Heart ache pangs...
Ok...it bloody aches when someone's precious to me has gone away...
Kinda like a heart thugging sensation...
Heart's beating...but it feels hollow.
The air smells different...things just not the same anymore...can't explain it all but certainly can feel it.
Babe...this song's for you. I hope you can read this. And smile for me man... (yea the stupid smile) kekeke
There she goesThere she goes againRacing through my brainAnd I just can't containThis feeling that remainsThere she goesThere she goes againPulsing through my veinsAnd I just can't containThis feeling that remainsThere she goesThere she goes againRacing through my brainAnd I just can't containThis feeling that remainsThere she goesThere she goes againShe calls my name,Pulls my trainNo one else could heal my painAnd I just can't containThis feeling that remainsThere she goesThere she goes againChasing down my laneAnd I just can't containThis feeling that remainsThere she goesThere she goesThere she goes
- Sixpence None The Richer
Well...I did send her away...sorta. Sigh...
We're supposed to go on a community trip together...but it got shifted forward and there was a clash with my sister's wedding.
The wedding was awesome though...I post something on it soon. Just waiting for the pictures to be ready. And thanks Wee Keat for agreeing to be the Videographer...can't wait for the edited video to be finished.
In any case...I have a new found respect for my mum. Not dat I dun respect her any less...she is MY MUM afterall! The woman who tyranically ruled the last 24 years of my life...hahahaha. Yea...and disciplined me with flying slippers and slashing cane. I think she must have been a reincarnated pugilist swordswoman from the Ming dynasty. As I was saying...I just respect how she managed to get by when my dad had to be away months at a time cause he used to work on an oil rig. Now...I get an idea of what that feels like.
Doesn't feel good at all...
To the love of my life : Its two days more to your return. And I'm right here waiting...
Kinda like a heart thugging sensation...
Heart's beating...but it feels hollow.
The air smells different...things just not the same anymore...can't explain it all but certainly can feel it.
Babe...this song's for you. I hope you can read this. And smile for me man... (yea the stupid smile) kekeke
There she goesThere she goes againRacing through my brainAnd I just can't containThis feeling that remainsThere she goesThere she goes againPulsing through my veinsAnd I just can't containThis feeling that remainsThere she goesThere she goes againRacing through my brainAnd I just can't containThis feeling that remainsThere she goesThere she goes againShe calls my name,Pulls my trainNo one else could heal my painAnd I just can't containThis feeling that remainsThere she goesThere she goes againChasing down my laneAnd I just can't containThis feeling that remainsThere she goesThere she goesThere she goes
- Sixpence None The Richer
Well...I did send her away...sorta. Sigh...
We're supposed to go on a community trip together...but it got shifted forward and there was a clash with my sister's wedding.
The wedding was awesome though...I post something on it soon. Just waiting for the pictures to be ready. And thanks Wee Keat for agreeing to be the Videographer...can't wait for the edited video to be finished.
In any case...I have a new found respect for my mum. Not dat I dun respect her any less...she is MY MUM afterall! The woman who tyranically ruled the last 24 years of my life...hahahaha. Yea...and disciplined me with flying slippers and slashing cane. I think she must have been a reincarnated pugilist swordswoman from the Ming dynasty. As I was saying...I just respect how she managed to get by when my dad had to be away months at a time cause he used to work on an oil rig. Now...I get an idea of what that feels like.
Doesn't feel good at all...
To the love of my life : Its two days more to your return. And I'm right here waiting...
Wednesday, November 17, 2004
I've seen the MASTER BLOGGER...
As my friend Candy so tenderly terms it...
I am a "Virgin Blogger"...so new to this whole blogging experience.
and tonight she showed the mere mortal me...how divine blog beings play.
Check this blog-site out man...
http://www.xiaxue.blogspot.com/
I am truly humbled. I caught her interview on ChannelNews Asia about a day or two after setting up my blog...or was it the same day? Remembered it cause they were discussing the dangers of blogging.
Seriously...DANGERS? You mean people don't realise this is an open diary of sorts?
Just find it wierd. But maybe I'm just slightly behind this whole dot.com era.
Yeah sure...I grew up with the internet...but it didn't seem a big thing to me leh. It was just one of them new things you know.
But I realise a lot of my younger peeps are seriously wired up man...very very tech-savvy.
Me? I'm just happy to be able to change the lightbulb! Compared to people who can discuss WAP, 3G, HTML, PIXELS...I have resigned myself to being a dinosaur.
But at least in Singapore...I know PIE, CTE, AYE, KJE, BKE, SGH, NUS, NTU, NIE and most important of them all... KNNBCCB. (seldom used...but it speaks volumes sometimes)
ok...back to blogging. Just wanna say...the girl can really really write. Check her blog out...kinda amused by it too...lots of funny articles. Some Hong Kong mag even voted her best blog in Singapore. Yeah...talk about me being humbled big time.
Me? I shall just plod a long and blog a little more... And maybe someday...I might elevate myself the status of them divine blog beings. Got a few frens who are possibly there liao...like eunice and wan. I shall share their blogs when they allow me to.
Dat said. Who cares right...hahahaha. The reason I'm blogging so much lately...cause I keep distracting myself from my books. I have an exam TOMORROW. How wonderful...and this time...I seriously hugging Buddha's leg.
So in blog terms...I have seen the stars and the all mighty powers of what a blog can do. And I shall be satisfied that at the end of the day...I've also got my own little weeeeeee space on the internet to pen my thoughts... my 5 cents worth as I always say...
Until the next 5 cents then...
I am a "Virgin Blogger"...so new to this whole blogging experience.
and tonight she showed the mere mortal me...how divine blog beings play.
Check this blog-site out man...
http://www.xiaxue.blogspot.com/
I am truly humbled. I caught her interview on ChannelNews Asia about a day or two after setting up my blog...or was it the same day? Remembered it cause they were discussing the dangers of blogging.
Seriously...DANGERS? You mean people don't realise this is an open diary of sorts?
Just find it wierd. But maybe I'm just slightly behind this whole dot.com era.
Yeah sure...I grew up with the internet...but it didn't seem a big thing to me leh. It was just one of them new things you know.
But I realise a lot of my younger peeps are seriously wired up man...very very tech-savvy.
Me? I'm just happy to be able to change the lightbulb! Compared to people who can discuss WAP, 3G, HTML, PIXELS...I have resigned myself to being a dinosaur.
But at least in Singapore...I know PIE, CTE, AYE, KJE, BKE, SGH, NUS, NTU, NIE and most important of them all... KNNBCCB. (seldom used...but it speaks volumes sometimes)
ok...back to blogging. Just wanna say...the girl can really really write. Check her blog out...kinda amused by it too...lots of funny articles. Some Hong Kong mag even voted her best blog in Singapore. Yeah...talk about me being humbled big time.
Me? I shall just plod a long and blog a little more... And maybe someday...I might elevate myself the status of them divine blog beings. Got a few frens who are possibly there liao...like eunice and wan. I shall share their blogs when they allow me to.
Dat said. Who cares right...hahahaha. The reason I'm blogging so much lately...cause I keep distracting myself from my books. I have an exam TOMORROW. How wonderful...and this time...I seriously hugging Buddha's leg.
So in blog terms...I have seen the stars and the all mighty powers of what a blog can do. And I shall be satisfied that at the end of the day...I've also got my own little weeeeeee space on the internet to pen my thoughts... my 5 cents worth as I always say...
Until the next 5 cents then...
Tuesday, November 16, 2004
My mama always warned me about Instant noodles...
I'm enjoying a warm warm bowl of instant noodles, Myojo Chicken Abalone Noodles, on a cold cold Tuesday morning. Dun think these qualify as breakfast though...
Myojo noodles are good...coz the noodles come in circles...I'm serious. Noodles packed in circle...taste nicer than square noodle. Somehow...they just cook better. These are my astute observations after nearly 18 years of instant Noodle experience. Don't argue with me ok.
Anyway here's a list of my preference of instant noodle brands...and my recommendations if you ever buy Singapore instant noodles...
1) Chu Qian Yi Ding Sesame flavour and Tung-Yi Chicken Abalone (its a tie)
2) Myojo Chicken Abalone
3) Myojo Ramen "Char Mee" (dry spicy noodles...throw in an egg and spinach for a perfect bowl)
4) Nissin Cup Noodle - Chicken Mushroom or Chicken (yea...when really pressed for time...esp the night before exam paper)
5) Maggi Mee (if you cannot find options 1-4)
6) Super Instant Noodle (Please NO. You only eat this if you are ever stranded on an island and by some horrible twist of fate, there are crates of these noodles washed ashore. You wonder if they really are noodles in them...or issit just SODIUM disguised as noodles.)
That said...I shall now reveal the horrible insight I received this morning while cooking the noodles. Apparently one packet of Myojo Mee contains 1890mg of SODIUM. Big deal right...1.9g of sodium only what...
Let the gods laugh...MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA
See...the daily SODIUM requirement of a human body is only 2500mg! Which means...one packet of Myojo Mee packs a whopping 80% of your daily sodium requirement!
Now, that is way too much sodium (let's just consider it salt) for one bowl!!!
Read more about the detrimental effects of sodium here.
Surprisingly, the same information can be gotten at the back of the Myojo Mee packet. Which leaves me to conclude that... Either a) Myojo Mee intends to run its business to the ground or worse b) Nobody really cares about nutrition labels. Judging by the roaring sales of its noodles and by my own ignorance (until today)... b) nobody cares.
My Mama was right...is that my scalp itching? I think my hair's gonna fall off!
Yikes...I think its time we all paid a little more attention to nutrition labels...
Right...so sodium occurs most in processed food...its used as a flavouring...
Somehow our tongues just love them sodium...who cares what it does to our bodies right?
Processed food...instant noodles, canned food...
And the list includes Mcdonalds!!!
Why the sudden worry about diet? Cause I just watched "Super Size Me"
Everybody who ever eats at McDonalds...should go watch "Super Size Me".
Its a documentary about a guy who goes on a 30 day McDonalds diet...
At the end of the 30 day...he has a liver that's close to collapsing, he puts on close to 30 pounds or 13kg of weight and he's blood-cholesterol is way up the roof...
I'm so off McDonalds for the month...maybe the year...hopefully forever.
That's not to say I even eat it often. I think I average two times in a month. I think that's bad enough hor... Oh my...
After all that's said and done...I've still cleared my bowl of noodles (guilty) but hey...I didn't drink the soup! (lame excuse)
Alright...for longevity's sake...here's a picture of me and my sister... standing by the "Bridge of Eternity". Can't say I didn't do my part to try to live longer...
My sister and I on the "Bridge of Eternity" (circa 1984 or 85)
I so love this photo man...its got this retro-chic look. I wonder why I look so "sullen"...?
Ok...everybody watch your sodium intake man...its scary.
READ THE NUTRITION LABELS.
And eat only fresh food. My last word of advice...
Until the next 5 cents...
Myojo noodles are good...coz the noodles come in circles...I'm serious. Noodles packed in circle...taste nicer than square noodle. Somehow...they just cook better. These are my astute observations after nearly 18 years of instant Noodle experience. Don't argue with me ok.
Anyway here's a list of my preference of instant noodle brands...and my recommendations if you ever buy Singapore instant noodles...
1) Chu Qian Yi Ding Sesame flavour and Tung-Yi Chicken Abalone (its a tie)
2) Myojo Chicken Abalone
3) Myojo Ramen "Char Mee" (dry spicy noodles...throw in an egg and spinach for a perfect bowl)
4) Nissin Cup Noodle - Chicken Mushroom or Chicken (yea...when really pressed for time...esp the night before exam paper)
5) Maggi Mee (if you cannot find options 1-4)
6) Super Instant Noodle (Please NO. You only eat this if you are ever stranded on an island and by some horrible twist of fate, there are crates of these noodles washed ashore. You wonder if they really are noodles in them...or issit just SODIUM disguised as noodles.)
That said...I shall now reveal the horrible insight I received this morning while cooking the noodles. Apparently one packet of Myojo Mee contains 1890mg of SODIUM. Big deal right...1.9g of sodium only what...
Let the gods laugh...MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA
See...the daily SODIUM requirement of a human body is only 2500mg! Which means...one packet of Myojo Mee packs a whopping 80% of your daily sodium requirement!
Now, that is way too much sodium (let's just consider it salt) for one bowl!!!
Read more about the detrimental effects of sodium here.
Surprisingly, the same information can be gotten at the back of the Myojo Mee packet. Which leaves me to conclude that... Either a) Myojo Mee intends to run its business to the ground or worse b) Nobody really cares about nutrition labels. Judging by the roaring sales of its noodles and by my own ignorance (until today)... b) nobody cares.
My Mama was right...is that my scalp itching? I think my hair's gonna fall off!
Yikes...I think its time we all paid a little more attention to nutrition labels...
Right...so sodium occurs most in processed food...its used as a flavouring...
Somehow our tongues just love them sodium...who cares what it does to our bodies right?
Processed food...instant noodles, canned food...
And the list includes Mcdonalds!!!
Why the sudden worry about diet? Cause I just watched "Super Size Me"
Everybody who ever eats at McDonalds...should go watch "Super Size Me".
Its a documentary about a guy who goes on a 30 day McDonalds diet...
At the end of the 30 day...he has a liver that's close to collapsing, he puts on close to 30 pounds or 13kg of weight and he's blood-cholesterol is way up the roof...
I'm so off McDonalds for the month...maybe the year...hopefully forever.
That's not to say I even eat it often. I think I average two times in a month. I think that's bad enough hor... Oh my...
After all that's said and done...I've still cleared my bowl of noodles (guilty) but hey...I didn't drink the soup! (lame excuse)
Alright...for longevity's sake...here's a picture of me and my sister... standing by the "Bridge of Eternity". Can't say I didn't do my part to try to live longer...
My sister and I on the "Bridge of Eternity" (circa 1984 or 85)
I so love this photo man...its got this retro-chic look. I wonder why I look so "sullen"...?
Ok...everybody watch your sodium intake man...its scary.
READ THE NUTRITION LABELS.
And eat only fresh food. My last word of advice...
Until the next 5 cents...
What Colorquiz says about me...
Took an interesting colorquiz personality test... Got it off a friend's blog. (Thanks eunice...was browsing through some of your old entries)
Its pretty accurate...amazing what colours can say about you. I think those who know me well enough will be nodding their heads to this.
Your Existing Situation
Imaginative and sensitive; seeking an outlet for these qualities--especially in the company of someone equally sensitive. Interest and enthusiasm are readily aroused by the unusual or the adventurous.
Your Stress Sources
Wants to overcome a feeling of emptiness and of separation from others. Believes that life still has far more to offer and that he may miss his share of experiences if he fails to make the best use of every opportunity. He therefore pursues his objectives with a fierce intensity and commits himself deeply and readily. Feels himself to be completely competent in any field in which he engages, and can sometimes be considered by others to be interfering or meddlesome.
Its pretty accurate...amazing what colours can say about you. I think those who know me well enough will be nodding their heads to this.
Your Existing Situation
Imaginative and sensitive; seeking an outlet for these qualities--especially in the company of someone equally sensitive. Interest and enthusiasm are readily aroused by the unusual or the adventurous.
Your Stress Sources
Wants to overcome a feeling of emptiness and of separation from others. Believes that life still has far more to offer and that he may miss his share of experiences if he fails to make the best use of every opportunity. He therefore pursues his objectives with a fierce intensity and commits himself deeply and readily. Feels himself to be completely competent in any field in which he engages, and can sometimes be considered by others to be interfering or meddlesome.
Your Restrained Characteristics
Remains emotionally unattached even when involved in a close relationship.
Feels that he cannot do much about his existing problems and difficulties and that he must make the best of things as they are. Able to achieve satisfaction through sexual activity.
Your Desired Objective
Seeks success, stimulation, and a life full of experience. Wants to develop freely and to shake off the shackles of self-doubt, to win, and to live intensely. Likes contacts with others and is enthusiastic by nature. Receptive to anything new, modern, or intriguing; has many interests and wants to expand his fields of activity. Optimistic about the future.
Your Actual Problem
The fear that he might be prevented from achieving the things he wants leads him to play his part with an urgent and hectic intensity.
Your Actual Problem #2
Fights against restriction or limitation, and insists on developing freely as a result of his own efforts.
Sunday, November 14, 2004
FRIENDS...
There are friends...and then there are FRIENDS.
Friends who actually buy you a 3-pack of condoms...who even take the time to choose "Close Fit" for you.
Last night...I went out with Angela, Chee Kong, Eunice, Alex, Ming Yuan and her bf, Wei Liang.
I think we had a few drinks too many...although it was just coffee. But I think everybody got horny...so I think the coffee at "The Coffee Connection" - Boat Quay has got some serious dosage of aphrodisiac or something.
Here are my reasons why...
1) Alex, Eunice and Angela goes to 7-11 to buy some drinks coz we went down to the padang to have a chat after TCC closed. Amazingly one of the two girls (*ahem...the ex-somali*) actually convinces him to get a pack of condoms. Ok...so they meant it as a gift for me. But imagine Alex...stepping ever bravely forward towards the 7-11 cashier...and buying that box of "Close Fit" condoms. Then again...we think he must have been DAMN PROUD...coz he was flanked by two ladies.
Picture : Alex...grinning the way he does. Eunice to his left, Angela on his right. Money in one hand...and condoms in the other. HAHAHAHAHAHA...
So...it leaves us to conclude that the 7-11 cashier most likely would have thought "Wah...lucky BAST@RD..." or "Wah...this guy 3-pack enough or not???" Heh heh
In any case, below is the evidence of what they got me...
A "Close Fit" to mark a memorable evening...
2) Prior to this...we actually had a DAMN DAMN GOOD time chatting and talking cock (pun intended) at "The Coffee Connection"...and this was before the purchse at 7-11 mind you...
We had interesting conversation about... (in no order of priority)
- Freaky Waiter who was spying on wayward Lawyer (Angela)
- Why Eugene has become more polite and horny ever since he got attached... go figure
- What Eugene's gf does behind the blinds in his room...
- Why Angela-Ming Yuan-Eunice does not understand the meaning of "in your room"...throughout the evening, they repeatedly ask me... "WHAT YOU MEAN SHE'S IN YOUR ROOM?"
- Me explaining "in my room" to them repeatedly.
- Angela's explanation that "in you room" got many meanings...
- Me again saying, "Yea...she's just using the room" and also having to explain how I managed to kick my very sweet roommate out. (he's away on a trip to India and Nepal lah...)
- Friends asking if my gf does my laundry...and me saying "Yea...she does. Was shocked to find my laundry washed and folded neatly in my cupboard"
- And our good friend Angela tells me that's BAAAAD... at this juncture...its funny to hear a girl tell me that its bad for another girl to do my laundry. I thought its the guys who have these issues. (on a side note....thanks babe...for helping with the laundry. Very SURPRISED.)
- Angela-Ming Yuan-Eunice again asking me "WHAT'S SHE DOING IN YOUR ROOM?"...at this point in time...I starting to wonder if there's some webcam in my room...secretly filming for the hedonistic pleasure of a cranked up lawyer, tourist promoter and a SINGTEL employee...
(Maybe Eunice will use me as next Singapore attraction...)
- Seriously starting to worry as well...how come my friends so desperate to see my gf. They actually asked me to force her down. Sigh...before this night...I thought I had a nice bunch of civilised folks I could introduce her too. After that night...I fear...
- The worse of it all. They actually ponder if they should drive back to my hostel...so they could see her "in my room". (Exibit A: Girl in Eugene's room. Here you see the female of the species comfortably exercising her neural capacity mugging for her exams in a room. The room has 4 walls and a door...ever so often the species will eat and sleep. Occasionally she will help with laundry) Eunice...yea...I can be next Singapore attraction.
- How I am the only grandson in my family...so 3 generations are counting on me... yips!
3) So TCC had to close...and we adjourned to meet at the Esplanade park for a longer chat. It was just one of those really swell evenings and we were having tonnes of fun. Angela hasn't heard the story about how I got hitched...so I had to re-tell it again to everyone. With added bits of extra and drama from Ming Yuan which I never knew existed...And after I reached the conclusion which Angela seems awfully pleased about. Everybody's just enamoured that I've got a girl in my room....hahaha. So they present me with the condom.
At this point...it was laugh out loud crazy man. I figured it out the moment they said they had a reward for me. Yea...7-11...you can make certain connnections.
4) Interestingly...I started looking at the labels behind. And we started discussing them! Hahaha it's actually pretty amusing what the back of a condom box says...
Check out the Tagline!
"Durex Close Fit condoms are narrower than standard condoms to provide a tighter fit for extra confidence"
So...the next time you need to feel confident. Hahaha.
And Ming Yuan saying that we wear them under our pants...which in itself is also wierd.
In any case...so now you know where to get extra confidence.
How about "Non-vaginal use of condoms may increase the risk of them slipping or being damaged"
Duh. But it does leave much to the imagination...what non-vaginal use means as well. Well...I suppose its the goverment's way of encouraging creativity.
And the one which we debated about and thought really funny...
"Nominal Width : 49mm"
What exactly is Nominal Width? Hahahahaha....
Last but not least...something I just noticed...check out where its manufactured!
So reassuring...
the back of the Box...hiak hiak
OK...Thanks guys. The night was just truly memorable. Made special by them condoms...hahahaha.
This one of those nights that go down in history. The stuff of legends and folklore...
This kinda stories...will keep on telling man.
For all you LOTS club fellas thinking of getting hitched... BEWARE!!!
And Janis...I worry for you...you got a wedding coming... Hahahaha
Friends who actually buy you a 3-pack of condoms...who even take the time to choose "Close Fit" for you.
Last night...I went out with Angela, Chee Kong, Eunice, Alex, Ming Yuan and her bf, Wei Liang.
I think we had a few drinks too many...although it was just coffee. But I think everybody got horny...so I think the coffee at "The Coffee Connection" - Boat Quay has got some serious dosage of aphrodisiac or something.
Here are my reasons why...
1) Alex, Eunice and Angela goes to 7-11 to buy some drinks coz we went down to the padang to have a chat after TCC closed. Amazingly one of the two girls (*ahem...the ex-somali*) actually convinces him to get a pack of condoms. Ok...so they meant it as a gift for me. But imagine Alex...stepping ever bravely forward towards the 7-11 cashier...and buying that box of "Close Fit" condoms. Then again...we think he must have been DAMN PROUD...coz he was flanked by two ladies.
Picture : Alex...grinning the way he does. Eunice to his left, Angela on his right. Money in one hand...and condoms in the other. HAHAHAHAHAHA...
So...it leaves us to conclude that the 7-11 cashier most likely would have thought "Wah...lucky BAST@RD..." or "Wah...this guy 3-pack enough or not???" Heh heh
In any case, below is the evidence of what they got me...
A "Close Fit" to mark a memorable evening...
2) Prior to this...we actually had a DAMN DAMN GOOD time chatting and talking cock (pun intended) at "The Coffee Connection"...and this was before the purchse at 7-11 mind you...
We had interesting conversation about... (in no order of priority)
- Freaky Waiter who was spying on wayward Lawyer (Angela)
- Why Eugene has become more polite and horny ever since he got attached... go figure
- What Eugene's gf does behind the blinds in his room...
- Why Angela-Ming Yuan-Eunice does not understand the meaning of "in your room"...throughout the evening, they repeatedly ask me... "WHAT YOU MEAN SHE'S IN YOUR ROOM?"
- Me explaining "in my room" to them repeatedly.
- Angela's explanation that "in you room" got many meanings...
- Me again saying, "Yea...she's just using the room" and also having to explain how I managed to kick my very sweet roommate out. (he's away on a trip to India and Nepal lah...)
- Friends asking if my gf does my laundry...and me saying "Yea...she does. Was shocked to find my laundry washed and folded neatly in my cupboard"
- And our good friend Angela tells me that's BAAAAD... at this juncture...its funny to hear a girl tell me that its bad for another girl to do my laundry. I thought its the guys who have these issues. (on a side note....thanks babe...for helping with the laundry. Very SURPRISED.)
- Angela-Ming Yuan-Eunice again asking me "WHAT'S SHE DOING IN YOUR ROOM?"...at this point in time...I starting to wonder if there's some webcam in my room...secretly filming for the hedonistic pleasure of a cranked up lawyer, tourist promoter and a SINGTEL employee...
(Maybe Eunice will use me as next Singapore attraction...)
- Seriously starting to worry as well...how come my friends so desperate to see my gf. They actually asked me to force her down. Sigh...before this night...I thought I had a nice bunch of civilised folks I could introduce her too. After that night...I fear...
- The worse of it all. They actually ponder if they should drive back to my hostel...so they could see her "in my room". (Exibit A: Girl in Eugene's room. Here you see the female of the species comfortably exercising her neural capacity mugging for her exams in a room. The room has 4 walls and a door...ever so often the species will eat and sleep. Occasionally she will help with laundry) Eunice...yea...I can be next Singapore attraction.
- How I am the only grandson in my family...so 3 generations are counting on me... yips!
3) So TCC had to close...and we adjourned to meet at the Esplanade park for a longer chat. It was just one of those really swell evenings and we were having tonnes of fun. Angela hasn't heard the story about how I got hitched...so I had to re-tell it again to everyone. With added bits of extra and drama from Ming Yuan which I never knew existed...And after I reached the conclusion which Angela seems awfully pleased about. Everybody's just enamoured that I've got a girl in my room....hahaha. So they present me with the condom.
At this point...it was laugh out loud crazy man. I figured it out the moment they said they had a reward for me. Yea...7-11...you can make certain connnections.
4) Interestingly...I started looking at the labels behind. And we started discussing them! Hahaha it's actually pretty amusing what the back of a condom box says...
Check out the Tagline!
"Durex Close Fit condoms are narrower than standard condoms to provide a tighter fit for extra confidence"
So...the next time you need to feel confident. Hahaha.
And Ming Yuan saying that we wear them under our pants...which in itself is also wierd.
In any case...so now you know where to get extra confidence.
How about "Non-vaginal use of condoms may increase the risk of them slipping or being damaged"
Duh. But it does leave much to the imagination...what non-vaginal use means as well. Well...I suppose its the goverment's way of encouraging creativity.
And the one which we debated about and thought really funny...
"Nominal Width : 49mm"
What exactly is Nominal Width? Hahahahaha....
Last but not least...something I just noticed...check out where its manufactured!
So reassuring...
the back of the Box...hiak hiak
OK...Thanks guys. The night was just truly memorable. Made special by them condoms...hahahaha.
This one of those nights that go down in history. The stuff of legends and folklore...
This kinda stories...will keep on telling man.
For all you LOTS club fellas thinking of getting hitched... BEWARE!!!
And Janis...I worry for you...you got a wedding coming... Hahahaha
Tuesday, November 09, 2004
Ramblings...just ramblings.
I shall begin with the number 2...
That's the number of times I washed the same set of clothes. Why? Cause of the rain...which seems to fall every afternoon. I've contrived that the heavens are against me. Everytime I leave the laundry out to dry, the rain falls.
And just when I happen to go home...the sun comes out in a blistering blaze of glory...leaving me to regret not drying my clothes in the hostel.
Well...on hindsight, I suppose I've reached a stage where I can whine about laundry.
Step 1 to being a house-husband completed...
*Please...just let my undies dry THIS TIME...
So here's the 3rd entry of my prestigious blog...
Started writing cause I got fed up with assignments.
Seriously lost man...sometimes dunno what I do all these for.
I suspect I might regret joining teaching...so much admin and paperwork.
But I've always like interacting with people...especially kids. I like to make them laugh.
Hmmm... I think I should be a professional clown.
Lost as I may be...I'd like to reflect that a new inspiration has come to my life as well.
Funny thing called love...strikes you when you least expects it.
Leaves you breathless.
So amidst all the confusion and turmoil...at least a few things still remain clear...and I am grateful.
"i find peace when im confused.i find hope when im let down.not in me, in You.its in You.Hope to lose myself for good.i hope to find it in the end.not in me, in You.In You." -Switchfoot
And there's family. Eccentric ol' mum of mine and one silent cranky dad...and a dear sister who's coming back for a wedding ceremony in 2 weeks. And the whole kampung...cousins, aunties, uncles, nieces and nephews. Sometimes...weekends with you guys truly keeps me sane. There is no greater comfort then returning to the warm embrace of a loving family. Thanks folks for making it all special.
And there's friends. Dear ol' Jon once said meeting up was like "touching base"...a return to roots...a warmth shared by a common bond. How true. Missing you peops of the 14th SC.
Some friends I dun meet for ages...but we can meet in 5min and it will seem like time has not changed a thing. Kie Hian, Kar Hoe, Wee Keat to name a few. Happy to grow old with you guys.
Shared experience...stupid moments in camp...they belong to a select bunch of individuals from HQ 21 SIB. Wonder when we'll meet for soccer again...seems so long already.
The pounding of the ball...and tok kok sessions on cool saturday evenings and hot sunday afternoons. Cheers to the basketball fellas as well.
Last but not least ODAC...for 4 years of academic life...and a whole lot of crapping, singing, camping, cheering, hiking and EATING! Looking back...its been such a wonderful journey. Thank you for standing by my side.
And to many more I have met along the journey. Thank you for your contributions on each step of the way.
Hahaha....just realised I kinda sounded suicidal there.
No no...just appreciating family, friends and a special someone on a cool tuesday morning.
Nothing wrong ok...I've got dreams to chase still...I am not COMPLETE...
Ok...ramblings stop here.
That's the number of times I washed the same set of clothes. Why? Cause of the rain...which seems to fall every afternoon. I've contrived that the heavens are against me. Everytime I leave the laundry out to dry, the rain falls.
And just when I happen to go home...the sun comes out in a blistering blaze of glory...leaving me to regret not drying my clothes in the hostel.
Well...on hindsight, I suppose I've reached a stage where I can whine about laundry.
Step 1 to being a house-husband completed...
*Please...just let my undies dry THIS TIME...
So here's the 3rd entry of my prestigious blog...
Started writing cause I got fed up with assignments.
Seriously lost man...sometimes dunno what I do all these for.
I suspect I might regret joining teaching...so much admin and paperwork.
But I've always like interacting with people...especially kids. I like to make them laugh.
Hmmm... I think I should be a professional clown.
Lost as I may be...I'd like to reflect that a new inspiration has come to my life as well.
Funny thing called love...strikes you when you least expects it.
Leaves you breathless.
So amidst all the confusion and turmoil...at least a few things still remain clear...and I am grateful.
"i find peace when im confused.i find hope when im let down.not in me, in You.its in You.Hope to lose myself for good.i hope to find it in the end.not in me, in You.In You." -Switchfoot
And there's family. Eccentric ol' mum of mine and one silent cranky dad...and a dear sister who's coming back for a wedding ceremony in 2 weeks. And the whole kampung...cousins, aunties, uncles, nieces and nephews. Sometimes...weekends with you guys truly keeps me sane. There is no greater comfort then returning to the warm embrace of a loving family. Thanks folks for making it all special.
And there's friends. Dear ol' Jon once said meeting up was like "touching base"...a return to roots...a warmth shared by a common bond. How true. Missing you peops of the 14th SC.
Some friends I dun meet for ages...but we can meet in 5min and it will seem like time has not changed a thing. Kie Hian, Kar Hoe, Wee Keat to name a few. Happy to grow old with you guys.
Shared experience...stupid moments in camp...they belong to a select bunch of individuals from HQ 21 SIB. Wonder when we'll meet for soccer again...seems so long already.
The pounding of the ball...and tok kok sessions on cool saturday evenings and hot sunday afternoons. Cheers to the basketball fellas as well.
Last but not least ODAC...for 4 years of academic life...and a whole lot of crapping, singing, camping, cheering, hiking and EATING! Looking back...its been such a wonderful journey. Thank you for standing by my side.
And to many more I have met along the journey. Thank you for your contributions on each step of the way.
Hahaha....just realised I kinda sounded suicidal there.
No no...just appreciating family, friends and a special someone on a cool tuesday morning.
Nothing wrong ok...I've got dreams to chase still...I am not COMPLETE...
Ok...ramblings stop here.
Tuesday, October 19, 2004
Narcissist and the origins of eunene...
Yah...I'm a narcissist.
So sue me...this is MY BLOG you looking at.
Anyway...in Singapore (where I'm from)...
"Narcissus" is a my favourite brand of button mushrooms...
ok no bloody relation. Go figure.
In any case...do admire Eu Neh Neh below.
That's how most of the NTU Outdoor Adventure friends pronounce eunene...
But I dun mind being called Eu Nee Nee as well...
tomato : "toe-may-toe"... "ta-mah-toe"...
potato : "po-tay-to"... "pa-tah-to"...
eunene : "eu nee nee"... "eu neh neh"... [shrugs]
Eu neh neh rulez!!!
I think I should explain "eunene"...and its origins.
Way way way back in 1995...when the internet was still a fledgling and before the whole dot.com bubble...
I signed up for a Pacific Internet account. Back then this was HUGE...and pretty expensive too.
So anyways...me and my sister had to think of an email address...
My sister being Eunice and me being Eugene...we came up with some possibilities...
euneug... nicegene... etc etc. (@pacific.net.sg)
somehow, the other names were taken...and so I just wrote eunene@pacific.net.sg at the sign up counter. Lo and behold... "eunene" was born!
After that...I had to spend some time persuading my sister that this was the right email name for us. Not to mention I stood to gain the most from this name...coz out of six letters in eunene...5 of them are mine. Heh heh...
In any case...the name stuck. Her frens call her eunene too...and so do my friends.
Next...we are lobbying to make "eunene" an official word in the English vocab.
Stay tuned...and don't you dare EUNENE with me or I will EUNENE you upside down...
So sue me...this is MY BLOG you looking at.
Anyway...in Singapore (where I'm from)...
"Narcissus" is a my favourite brand of button mushrooms...
ok no bloody relation. Go figure.
In any case...do admire Eu Neh Neh below.
That's how most of the NTU Outdoor Adventure friends pronounce eunene...
But I dun mind being called Eu Nee Nee as well...
tomato : "toe-may-toe"... "ta-mah-toe"...
potato : "po-tay-to"... "pa-tah-to"...
eunene : "eu nee nee"... "eu neh neh"... [shrugs]
Eu neh neh rulez!!!
I think I should explain "eunene"...and its origins.
Way way way back in 1995...when the internet was still a fledgling and before the whole dot.com bubble...
I signed up for a Pacific Internet account. Back then this was HUGE...and pretty expensive too.
So anyways...me and my sister had to think of an email address...
My sister being Eunice and me being Eugene...we came up with some possibilities...
euneug... nicegene... etc etc. (@pacific.net.sg)
somehow, the other names were taken...and so I just wrote eunene@pacific.net.sg at the sign up counter. Lo and behold... "eunene" was born!
After that...I had to spend some time persuading my sister that this was the right email name for us. Not to mention I stood to gain the most from this name...coz out of six letters in eunene...5 of them are mine. Heh heh...
In any case...the name stuck. Her frens call her eunene too...and so do my friends.
Next...we are lobbying to make "eunene" an official word in the English vocab.
Stay tuned...and don't you dare EUNENE with me or I will EUNENE you upside down...
Monday, October 18, 2004
Dedicated to the memory of Christopher Reeve
So this is it...
I finally succumb to writing in a blog. A little piece of digitised me...on the big bad internet.
Not too bad.
Have to dedicate this to some friends of mine who inspired me to do this...namely Guo Pei, Eunice, Sonya, Vasun, Chee Kong and Jian Quan. Seeing the blogs you guys have...kinda inspired me to give it a go.
Dun have much to say as a first posting...but I'd like to highlight Christopher Reeve's passing. He's the guy who played Superman in the movies.
Why him?
For a variety of reasons...but I think its just cause he made me BELIEVE that man could fly and that I too could be a superhero (weight issues aside). I can't remember when I first watched the Superman movie...but I do remember always being a fan.
He made me wear my undies on the outside...I think I'm still tempted to sometimes...
He made me fly off the chair and unto my bed...sadly the forces of reality and gravity prevailed...but there was that tiny split second where I just knew I flew. I DID!
He made me bug my mama for a Superman T-shirt complete with cape when I was young...
He made me stare intensely at my mama(trying to burn her with my heat rays) when she refused to get me the T-shirt.
I can't put in words why he's passing moves me. But I think its because my childhood hero has passed on. Its like a part of you dies with him.
So I feel sad. Never knew I'd be affected by an actor's passing...but I am. I mean...he was Superman. There was no other who played Superman like he did. No other who flew the way he did... There was no other who inspired and fueled my childhood like he did...
Good bye Christopher Reeve... You will always be my Superman...
Thank you for growing up with me...for providing me endless hours of imagination...for giving me superhero values which I could live by...for living a life worthy of a Superman.
Rest-in-peace dear buddy... its good to see you flying again... may you soar high into the heavens.
"So many of our dreams at first seem impossible, then they seem improbable, and then when we summon the will, they soon become inevitable." -- Christopher Reeve
** Do visit http://www.supermanhomepage.com and http://www.christopherreeve.org for tributes to Christopher Reeve
I finally succumb to writing in a blog. A little piece of digitised me...on the big bad internet.
Not too bad.
Have to dedicate this to some friends of mine who inspired me to do this...namely Guo Pei, Eunice, Sonya, Vasun, Chee Kong and Jian Quan. Seeing the blogs you guys have...kinda inspired me to give it a go.
Dun have much to say as a first posting...but I'd like to highlight Christopher Reeve's passing. He's the guy who played Superman in the movies.
Why him?
For a variety of reasons...but I think its just cause he made me BELIEVE that man could fly and that I too could be a superhero (weight issues aside). I can't remember when I first watched the Superman movie...but I do remember always being a fan.
He made me wear my undies on the outside...I think I'm still tempted to sometimes...
He made me fly off the chair and unto my bed...sadly the forces of reality and gravity prevailed...but there was that tiny split second where I just knew I flew. I DID!
He made me bug my mama for a Superman T-shirt complete with cape when I was young...
He made me stare intensely at my mama(trying to burn her with my heat rays) when she refused to get me the T-shirt.
I can't put in words why he's passing moves me. But I think its because my childhood hero has passed on. Its like a part of you dies with him.
So I feel sad. Never knew I'd be affected by an actor's passing...but I am. I mean...he was Superman. There was no other who played Superman like he did. No other who flew the way he did... There was no other who inspired and fueled my childhood like he did...
Good bye Christopher Reeve... You will always be my Superman...
Thank you for growing up with me...for providing me endless hours of imagination...for giving me superhero values which I could live by...for living a life worthy of a Superman.
Rest-in-peace dear buddy... its good to see you flying again... may you soar high into the heavens.
"So many of our dreams at first seem impossible, then they seem improbable, and then when we summon the will, they soon become inevitable." -- Christopher Reeve
** Do visit http://www.supermanhomepage.com and http://www.christopherreeve.org for tributes to Christopher Reeve
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