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Who am I? (So far...)

Hello everybody. You have just chanced upon a personal website of an extremely use less person in this not-so-forgiving world. Born and grew up in Sillypore (a.k.a. Singapore, the "fine"city) or the land of expensive beer, this person had went through an "ok" teenhood who was only bothered with doing 3 tutorials before the lesson and completing twenty years (yes, 20 YEARS) of past year exam papers for the Cambridge O-Level and A-Level examinations (Secondary and High School examination).

After my national service, I got into the local university and got obessed with getting my honours. Tertiary life was almost rosy; it was all about memorising lecture notes, copying tutorials (with understanding) from nerdy friends, completing past year papers, not taking spicy food before any examinations and praying hard. Oh, watch as much English Premeirship highlights as well. Without much hiccups, I graduated with a honours degree in "What did u learn" Engineering, receiving my degree on 11 September 2003. Do not ask me why I took this up as my major.

Thus, I went through the factory-like educational system and got fairly average grades (mostly Bs), it did enabled me to secure a executive-level job in the civil aviation industry. Though I don't like to work (who does?!), I was actually into an industry that is closely related to my not-so-many interests (e.g. travelling).
This somehow kept me running up the corporate leader like a rat and learnt skills which enable me to be insincere without even blinking one eye. I was an expert chasing deliverables/schedules; vendors really hated me.

The old me

Just in case you are bored and totally uninterested in this on-the-dole citizen, place the mouse cursor on my photo (used in my current resume). The alternate picture was used in the version 1.0 of my resume. I sent it to 50 companies and no one called me for an interview. After I changed it to my current photo, I got a job offer within a week. It is amazing on how this world appreciate looks and appearances.

My view of life was somehow changed after I was assigned a project in Bangalore, India. I realised something was wrong when I was not at all interested in reaping the benefits of a highly attained corporate rat. All I wanted was just to earn my bread and be happy. After spending a month looking for the real heaven at the end of the world and 8 months doing really banal work, I shed my corporate skin and decided to do serve the society; as a project manager (in a NGO) for community and humanitarian projects.

Life had not been the same since then. I still chase business assoicates now on deliverables/schedules though it is all done in a nicer manner. More importantly, my life now has started to have no meaning to me. Don't worry, I was not implying that I should die. Instead, I find it more interesting to study my mind, to develop awareness about myself and what happening around me...
 

My interests and fettishes (!)

Relax... This is not a website on my "weird" sexual orientation (attempting to throw in more confusion). Neither will I include a a picture of me in curly hair and showing suggestive pictures of me sitting cross-legged. Not to say that it will even interest anyone, the title is there merely to capture any remaining attention left (if there is).

As a skinny yellow-skin boy, I do not have much interests except in travelling, coke, phad thai, thai beef noodles, instant noodles, bloody slimy cockles, watching WWE (I always have a fantasy of pouring beer on my head just like Stone Cold Steve Austin), enjoying it when FC Barcelona defeats Real Madrid, listening to Beatles, Bob Dylan, Joni Mitchell, David Bowie, Velvet Underground and The Doors.

Fans who had been here before would had wondered where did the good old beer guzzling me went. Well, I am not exactly trying to quit beer, but I am currently in this interesting experiement where I challenged my body on how long it could do without it. Do follow my mental blog for updates.

I kick ass, and I have a big cannon.

 

So, why this Bloggish website?

I am not god and certainly not trying to play one. The purpose of this website is just to share some of my views of this "pretty strange" world with the web community. Blogs are so common currently and my aim is not to set up another one of those all-too-similar blogs on the internet, though I do not make a big fuss if you think it is.

I am obessed with details. Will tend to include prices of food, beer, coke and whatever I have paid for if I can remember them. To be frank, this website also serves as a means of remembering the different experiences of each trip. I used to write them down in a small diary, but I realised after years of selling my life to MS office, I can no longer write in a handwriting that is readable even by myself. Such is the human being depenenices on the computer. Scary indeed.

 

What does this website contain?

If you observe the layout of the website carefully, it contains pictures and comments thought of in my various trips. Regardless whether I travelled budget or conventional, the comments were really the most truthful comments that I can come out with. They may sound insulting sometimes but they really meant no harm to anyone concerned. I am a Buddhist and I believe in the concept of Karma. What goes around, comes around. Though I have to admit that it is most difficult to practise the art of not offending anybody, I try, but I do fail miserably sometimes. My sincere apologies.

One section contains my personal blog, or I call it "mental blogs". It contains irritating comments on work, life and rubbish. I like to talk in circles and hints, though you are always welcomed to ignore me. Though I make it a point to update it once a week. Dont get too worried if I don't: that will probably mean I am either dead or simply can't with life. You can also read some of my crappy poems, written under the influence of alcohol and instant noodles. Or you can keep track of the quantity of beer and coke I drink: a punishment that i self-inflicted on my own so that I can at least attempt to prevent my liver from being stir-fried by all that shit.

There is also a page where it contains photos that always held that special part of my life, even though the people in it might had came and gone. Though I am not a photography expert, there are some photographs which I feel that I need special mentioning to. Some pictures may have appeared in the travel blogs so please bear with me.

It also contain links to the various budget airlines in the reigon. I am quite active in the Thorn Tree Forum, the travel forum in the Lonely Planet website. There are always questions on budget airlines, so I always like to direct them to my website so that they can access the links directly instead of me typing. I'm getting old, you know. Though my advise is if you can afford it, do take conventional airlines. Be kind to your body; we are all getting old day by day.

 

Last but not least....

The author of this website wishes that the words be read carefully if one is interested. For he thinks that words are so much MORE important than the pictures though I suppose reading a long paragraph of me crapping about something that is totally boring to oneself is really a torture. I recall my C/C++ programming textbook when I was in my first year of university.

Please feel free to email me on any concerns you have with my websites, information error or anything which you can't seem to agree with. I got a gmail account and can take gigabytes of email.

Row row row your boat, gently on a stream. Merrily merrily merrily merrily, life but a dream....

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