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31
Dec 05 - "Happy New Year"@2355hrs Top
of Page
It's the last evening of the year 2005. Title is
in quotes because I am not in a celebratory mood and did
nothing much except for bloging on my recent trip to Shenzhen.
Well, it has been an eventful year, though I hardly had
any mood reviewing it. But then again, it was the year that
I actively travelled (7 excursions in total), quited my
previous job, found new life by starting this website and
etc. It was fun, but no doubt tough.
Anyway, I wish all the loyals fans (if any) out there "Best
Wishes for 2006". I hope its a better year ahead for
everyone (Something tells me that I will reuse this
post for 31 Dec 06). Haha.... |
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Dec 05 - 24 In A Carton, 24 In A Day Top
of Page
I'm back and don't be misled. I didn't had 24 cans
of beer in 24 hours. I had 24 cans of beer in 96 hours (or
4 days) instead. Did them mostly in Shenzhen and some along
the lonely streets of Hongkong. See the list below:
24 Dec: 2 (1 Fosters, 1 Tiger)
25 Dec: 8 (4 Snow, 2 Blue Ribbon, 1 Zhujiang, 1 Qingdao)
26 Dec: 6 (4 Blue Ribbon, 2 Kingway)
27 Dec: 7 (2 Blue Ribbon, 2 Carlsberg, 2 Harbin, 1 Qingdao)
28 Dec: 1 (1 Budwiser)
Total: 24
Will be rushing to get my Shenzhen travel journals up ASAP.
Stay tuned for it, ok? |
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24
Dec 05 - Alone In Shenzhen/Hongkong Top
of Page
Will be trying to catch some sleep after blogging.
A rough 5-6 hours later, I am going to wake up, pack my
bags and will rush the hell to my beloved Changi for a flight
to Hongkong. Of course, that is based on my assumption that
someone out there is so nice to leave a seat for me so that
I can board (I am on waitlist). But frankly speaking, I
really don't mind sitting on the air-stewardess lap (or
let them sit on mine) if there were no seats.
No doubt this
will be a special trip as I will be doing it ALONE (except
that my ex-colleague will be getting me some accommodation
in Shenzhen). I would have wanted to my virgin trip to be
associated with some exotic place (e.g. Bihar, Dili, Colombo
or maybe even Beijing). But nope, fate dictated it to be
Shenzhen Special Economic Zone (the mother of all border
Chinese towns?). Though it's hardly a place where I can
foresee culture, I am sure that I will come back a better
man, with a clearer mind. Time will tell whether it’s
true.
Will try to
blog if that is remotely possible when I am in Shenzhen.
If not, I will be back latest on the 29th (yes, I am on
waitlist again). Do come back often to look at my blogs,
pictures and thoughts. Think about me, but then again, don't
miss me too much.
So merry merry christmas and a happy new year. Let's hope
it's a good one without any fear! |
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22
Dec 05 - A Tinge Of Melancholiness Top
of Page
Ok, it's end of the year. The monsoon season usually
consumes Sillypore though the rains had came abit too early
this year. Neverthless, as rain pours like the way I wish
my beer mug was poured, the cloudy grey skies subsume my
mind. I asked myself why I am always melancholy at this
period of the year. What's wrong? Do I have a problem with
myself? Or I simply indulged myself in too much doses of
gloominess? I don't know. Endless pondering fills up my
life on a boring Thursday afternoon.
Thus, I have
been trying to motivate myself with the golden saying (from
the MSG Soup for the soul?) "If you tell yourself your
are happy, you are. If you tell yourself you are sad, you
will be". To be frank, i accepted this with my wide open
arms. But this is probably making me worse because I jolly
well know that I am unable to live by it. An analogy will
be this: knowing that shit is going to befall but you are
helpless and can't climb out of the pit. If that's the case,
I would have to tell myself that I am actually more sad.
Applying the golden saying again. I will really be worse!
In a nutshell, it just gets worse and worse. |
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20
Dec 05 - Paranoia Strucks Town Top
of Page
I have been telling the whole world that I will
be traveling to Shenzhen alone on Christmas Eve and will
be getting my ex-colleague's help in obtaining accommodation.
Excuse me, she is just helping me to get accommodation (and
readers: please cut your stupid silly grin.). Nothing else.
I am not trying to get hitched. I am not trying to get laid.
I just wanted to be alone, away from Sillypore. Nothing
else. But I can't understand why everybody is concerned
and making silly comments. You mean you wanted to follow
me to make sure I don't stray? Is she a little Dragon Girl
(email me if
you want to know what that means)? Did you mean Christmas
Eve is a romantic evening? I thought it was someone's birthday
eve instead. Since when it has turned into what it is now?
Its funny how society conforms can change a person's mind.
Strange. Perhaps the whole world should get a one-way ticket
to hell (no evil intentions intended, it was just a catch
phrase).
Maybe I am
paranoid instead. Maybe I had 4 beers. Maybe i was just
being irritating.
In a nutshell,
cooling down isn't the most easy thing to suggest. To do
it is worse. To sound cool while doing it is worst. |
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18
Dec 05 - Malty Trips to Shenzhen (Again?!) And Bali! Top
of Page
I will be taking 2 short trips in the space of
3 weekends starting from Christmas Eve. Perhaps you may
think that either I am a filthy rich guy or I have nothing
to entertain myself through the festive holidays. Firstly,
these are purely short (very short) holidays that I can
afford to take while I am still in my Shirt and Tie, thus
I do have something else to do (not necessarily better)
if I don't travel. Secondly, I will be traveling budget,
living in cheapo guesthouses, eating along the streets,
thus this quantifies that I am not rich. The only damage
will be the air tickets to both destinations. Don't ask
me why, but somehow, I managed to get cheap tickets so damage
is reduced to the minimum!
My mind is
wondering away again on a boring Sunday afternoon. Yes,
I am dreaming of swimming in cheap cheap beer, the sweet
old goodness of Bir Bintang (a famous Indonesian beer, BEST
served with friends). While I am away from Sillypore and
all those shit, I know my mind will be still at home and
work. Perhaps its the end of the year and I am acting up
again. But getting a temporary fix for my travel
bug is better than nothing. Well, at least I get to be free,
free as a bird. |
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16
Dec 05 - Happy Birthday To Babi! You Are 99! (An Advanced
Blog Post) Top
of Page
Nope, Babi will scold me because it is not the
actual day yet when this blog is released live. However,
since the stupid webmaster is still resistant
to top-end technology (he insists on using the STATIC HTML),
he is unable to blog live on the actual day as he is not
in town (Hmmm, where will he be then?). Babi knows.
Anyway, I recently wrote a gloomy poetic pharse on life.
I think I am a sucker. Hope all the fans (if any) out there
loves it. Click here
to take a look. |
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11
Dec 05 - My Personal Domain Name Finally! (A Corny Blog
Post) Top
of Page
Attention to all who accessed "I am wyattwang.com"
from "k.1asphost.com/wyattwang" and "sg.geocities.com/wyattwang78",
look at the URL of your browser. Surprised to see www.wyattwang.com?
After months of deliberation and procrastination, I finally
convinced myself to fork out cash for some paid web hosting
and a personal domain name. Thus, www.wyattwang.com was
finally conceived on 6 Dec 05! Thanks to m.ong
and hail the beer! *burp*
This also
means that there are no more popups, no more bandwidth lockout,
no more waiting for the pages to load. No more this and
no more that, just plain speed (I hope?!). So, what are
you waiting for? Quickly set your homepage to my URL ASAP.
From the corny webmaster. |
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10
Dec 05 - Perhaps Love? Top
of Page
Watched "Perhaps
Love" with BB on a conventional Saturday evening.
It was pretty fanciful "musical drama" type of
movie, something like an Asian favoured Moulin Rouge or
Chicago. Frankly speaking, the singing was really so-so
(with the exception of Jacky Cheung) but the acting by Takeshi
Kaneshiro (TK, a.k.a. Jin Cheng Wu) and Zhou Xun (ZX) were
superb. The grey Beijing with the frozen river was kind
of cool. Maybe I am just a sucker for gloominess. Perhaps
I should provide some background for the discussion. 10
years ago, TK was a poor student in Beijing who had a relationship
with ZX. He was true to his heart and wanted to marry her
but ZX thought otherwise. Instead, she was success-hungry
and gets to dump TK (twice!) though the movie tried to provide
minor justifications by denoting her as a poor girl struggling
with needs and wants of her life. The wildcard, Jacky Cheung
(JC) plays a director who was struggling with his relationship
with ZX, finally sees the light in the end and as so, relived
of the pain. 10 years later, all 3 main characters meet
up in a new setting and the story evolves around the present,
past and present again.
My main point
today, however, is not to do a review. However, I (or so
I thought) will explain what was bothering me. Every character
in the show (with the exception of the narrator) seems to
be in some state of suffering, revolving around desires.
TK was suffering in love, hate and insomnia for the fact
that ZX left him for better pastures. In his mind, love
turns into hate and love again. In the end, he attempted
to get one back on her but he softens. ZX, however, suffers
from the need to success and obsession of forgetting her
ugly past by ignoring TK. The harder she tries to hide herself
from the past, the more she remembers the pain. In JC's
case, he loved ZX so much till he wanted to possess her.
Jealousy was in the house and brought him suffering and
pain. Somehow, he manages to overcome it and let go.
During the
show, I tried not to immerse myself in the suffering (A
movie, is AFTERALL a movie), but it was difficult. It was
simply a love story revolving in lost love. What particularly
touches me was the lives of TK, ZX and JC spiraling in melancholy
and sadness BUT ended with a twist of freshness and hope.
Perhaps I ponder too much. Perhaps I shouldn't ponder that
much. Perhaps I am guilty of sinking in into all these.
It was complex.
Sounds bloody
confusing?! GO watch the movie and read my blog again (I
don't work for the sponsors though).
Perhaps, the
more insightful reader may ask on how do we all move forward
from all these? As usual, I shall use my standard "I
don't know" template to keep him/her mouth up. |
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30
Nov 05 - Did You See The Light? Top
of Page
While I was trying to find SOME kind of place to
stand on the sardine train, I recalled something very meaningful
that I previously read from a book.
From young, most of us would prefer sweet candy rather than
bitter medication. To most of us, this follows till adulthood,
and for most till the day we die. It is pretty logical because
sweetness always leaves a better aftertaste than bitterness.
That is why we would prefer the sweetness
and avoid the bitterness in our lives.
However, the key words to address here are "prefer" and
"avoid". Contrary to what most people would assume, SUFFERING
(or pain) is NOT about the wonderful or shitty things that
happens in your (or my) life. It is perfectly logical or
normal that these events happened. Think if nothing happens,will
life be very boring indeed?
But then, how do suffering manage to find itself into everybody's
lives? It arises due to the DESIRE (= prefer) of good feelings
(e.g. sweetness) and DETEST of bad feelings (e.g. bitterness).
It is the indulgence of the desiring good feelings AND detesting
bad feelings that causes suffering. Note that this is very
different for acknowledging that good feelings provides
a better after-taste than bad feelings. It is important
to realise that the latter is not suffering, as that is
simply logic or how this world functions.
Try this next time if you encounter something pleasant (or
unpleasant). Think about the aftertaste, think about how
much your desire (or detest) the aftertaste. Understand
and acknowledge the difference.
I may be wrong. Ignore me if I am. |
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29
Nov 05 - Change Is Constant! But Life Goes On And On. Top
of Page
Time really files. Was fuck*** busy with my project
for the last few weeks and thus didn't do the usual blogging.
I was getting into the heat of things, rushing against a
tight schedule and the excitement of ALMOST-overcoming the
hurdles thrills me. Then, my phone rang on a cool Friday
morning....
Colleague A: Hi Wyatt, bad news. Project will be put on
hold due to this and that...
Myself: Oh ok. (Mind bubble: What the *@#$ ?!) Confirmed?
No way to continue? What a waste. That's sad. Bye.
The funny thing about this episode was one minute someone
may be getting u a beer or wat, but for all you know, they
might just pour the beer down the drain or something the
very next minute. But I suppose that is just plain life
though it would be nice if project not put on hold as precious
effort has been put in. Again, this re-emphasies the quote
"Nothing is permanent, nothing is constant". I thought I
had it, but it was gone before I knew it. I felt the thrill,
but I know it will not last. I felt the pain, but I know
the pain will go.
Webmaster: Ok, I admit that I am sorry, dear blog. I
know I shouldn't have negelected you. |
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Nov 05 - My Last Beer Was On 31 Oct 2005! Top
of Page
Still don't feel quite well, so I had a bowl of
soupy rice noodles for lunch while my dear colleagues had
delicious curry noodles. After that boring lunch, I was
just surfing my own crap site during my daily mental siesta,
hoping to chance upon a moment of inspiration for the boring
day at work. I didn't.
Was looking at the "Mr Beer and Mr Coke" page,
I got a shock. Click here
to see what's wrong with me.
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Coke 1 Beer 0. It's already the 10th... No wonder I feel
like a sick white boy! |
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Nov 05 - Perhaps I Be Better Off If I Am Dead Top
of Page
I am ashamed of myself. All these nights of self-reflection
had gone to waste. Here am I trying to understand and acknowledge
pain, trying to open the door for pain to enter into my
inner self. But I failed. I realised I failed by penning
the Open Letter (see entry on 4 Nov) to Mr Gastric Flu,
by blaming it all the shit. He's a nice guy actually. Getting
me to rest and stuff. Hanging around and making sure I took
my medication.
Took medical leave today. Didn't really rest and was working
whole afternoon. It was ok though. It was better than laying
on bed getting all dizzy and nothing gets done. At least
tommrrow when I go office, i won't get all freaked out.
Bb says I can't even rest for a day. I wanted to, but it
seems like I can't.
I wanted to pen my open letter to Mr Travel Bug, but events
disturbed me. Heard from someone that I may not be able
to teach English in China because I am a stinko yellow asian.
They would much prefer white farangs. !@#$ What will happen
in the future? Now, I seriously doubt my ability for bumming
a year off not wearing my shirt and tie. Perhaps I can do
a 2 weeks stint just to test out whether I am suitable.
From 1 year to 6 months to 2 weeks. Maybe this is all talk.
All talk and no action makes Wyatt a dull boy. |
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Nov 05 - An Open Letter to Mr Gastric Flu Top
of Page
Dear Mr. Gastric Flu,
Your
sudden visit to my fragile body has caused me great distress.
I have to inform you that it is technically very difficult
to sleep while you kept shoving me details about "Operation
Iraqi Freedom" at 4am in the morning. Yes, I repeat,
4am. I know Iraq has been "liberated",
everybody is cool and Sadam is undergoing trial. BUT,
I am not interested in your myopic discussions on the moral
issues. All I need was a good rest as I am a 100% honest
executive who needs to WORK and not a drunk guy bumming
around in berms searching for the next beer and screw.
Anyway,
your dear friend, Miss Mild Fever@37.5c refuses to leave
my house despite repeated warnings from the local Panadol
security forces. I have to send 8 down everyday in order
to stop her from destroying my normal life. Mind you, the
Panadol forces are not always as decent as it seems. They
tell me that the problem has been rectified by painting
a rosy picture of me flying with naked fairies in heaven
while in actual fact; Miss Mild Fever bribed those damn
security idiots while she does my ass. *yucks*
It
has been 3 days since you entered into my life. Please be
nice and leave the way that you came. No one actually likes
you. If not, I will be getting Mr Family Doc to deal with
you. I can ensure you that he is not a nice bloke as compared
to my previous (a.k.a Miss Company Doc).
Yours
Sincerely
Wyatt
*Watch out for my open letter to Mr. Travel Bug!
eh.. soon..* |
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Nov 05 - 8 Panadols A Day Top
of Page
I shall spare my fans out there (if there are)
the pain from reading my stupid blog. A.k.a: No more
riddles. I had a fever (38.4c) 2 days ago and started
taking pink coloured panadols that tasted like peach flavored
sweets. Have to agree that the medication sought me to higher
heights. I was practically dancing with naked fairies under
the starry night while my gastric torments me. We didn't
have sex though because they don't sell condoms in heaven.
There were no beer for once, perhaps the pink coloured panadols
had unjustly robbed my liking for the god's brew. |
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Oct 05 - My Perception Of That Top
of Page
Its been bothering me. Someone dumped me a phrase
and no one is able to explain it in a manner that I can
accept. I wondered why I am so obessed with finding out
the meaning. I am not even sure whether the answer will
be at least important or beneficial. I have to say that
going around in circles is my forte. Doing what the society
expects of me is not. Such thoughts keeps me in turmoil
indeed.
I saw a dead cat at the car park yesterday. It was laying
motionless in the hot cruel weather. Blood was oozing from
its mouth. But there was no naked wounds, or at least I
didn't see it. It must have been painful. It erks me and
I freaked out while trying to avoid the path. As I walked
quickly past a blind spot in the void deck, I jumped up
in fright as I saw another (stupid) cat laying motionless.
It was not certainly not as "dead" as the first,
in quotes because it was enjoying a lazy afternoon nap.
I was still trembling with fear but /*twink*/
I realised life still goes on. You are alive, you are dead,
you are alive, you are dead... In programming terms, a "While"
loop.
It sounds like crap, and sometimes it still gets a bit too
creepy. But we just have to acknowledge it for it will happen
one day eventually. No one escapes. No one can. No one needs
to. |
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Oct 05 - I Met It. It Was Living Outside Of The City Top
of Page
It was kind of interesting to meet this person
that I have never ever met before. It lived in a nice cottage
house outside of the city and claims that it was a loser,
thus I was unable to distinguish its sexuality. It screwed
up by not realising that it did not have enough money to
produce wine, the only event that it was comfortable with.
Without wine, It doesn't see where life will lead it to.
Of course, let's not mention all that finest grapes will
go to waste. Rotting, files flying, death to civilisation
and stuff.
It was really strange. I was worried at the thought of those
grapes rotting away and kept offering help to it. Perhaps
I missed the point completely (like I always do). It told
me it was ok. Somehow, it will have a solution for all the
problems. It just wanted someone to talk to. I don't think
I was useful but we talked. At some moment, I seems to recall
that we hugged. I still think we did but logic tells me
that we were seperated by this great stoney wall. Maybe
I was confused. Maybe I was the joker. Maybe I was just
a grade-A story teller.
damn the pronouns. hail the beer. |
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Oct 05 - Me With A Rock Band In An Irrelevant Week (Perhaps)
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of Page
It's been a week since I last blog. Couldn't recall
what I actually did for the past week, perhaps suffering
from symptoms of thirst. Thirst of beer. Thirst of travelling.
Thirst of bumming around. Thirst of real life. Perhaps,
thirst of a dream.
I went for a rock concert on saturday. My first ever. I
stood and danced and sang my heart out throughout the 2
hour gig they gave. It was THE rock band that accompanied
me through my teenage days, till now as well. They sang
about life, dreams and taught me to ignore all bullshit
so as to follow my dreams. It sounds pretty irrelevant enough,
especially to an all shirt and tie working executive. I
always thought of them as a passing cloud. But strange enough,
their songs were always in my ipod shuffle. Although it
is my first concert (after 12 years which I made them MY
rock band), it may well be their last. Such contradiction
causes pain and tears, which flowed freely on saturday.
Perhaps, this is an indication. Perhaps, this is only a
delusion.
The death toll of the earthquake in Pakistan is currently
around 30,000. All forms of media, like bees to honey, rushed
to the affected areas. No more headlines on Bali bombings
or the fuel riots in Indonesia. Perhaps, there are no more
problems once there are no more headlines. Perhaps, this
is THE way how the "almighty" one solves problems.
Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps... |
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10
Oct 05 - Snapshot Of The Current Me Top
of Page
I vaguely recalled I used to hate being in photos. So I
tried to adhere to that reasoning by voluntering to take
photos (so that I won't appear in it). What's the big deal?
Memories are meant for oneself, not for the masses. Memories
are meant to be kept inside your heart, not on stupid pieces
of paper. How things have changed. This world had changed.
People had changed. I had changed. I have published my travels
on the web using pictures, I started shielding my aloofness
by being a show-off by taking tons of pictures of me drinking
beer. Perhaps one day I will stop. When? I don't know. We
will know once I stop craping in this website. |
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9
Oct 05 - Staring Blankly Into My PC As My Heineken Awaits
Top of
Page
I stared blankly into my PC, seeping Heineken (burp!) from
the bottle. Having cooled the beer previously in the fridge,
the cold one was great. Though it was hardly the best way
to enjoy the juice straight from the bottle.
Was getting restless in front of my PC, I surfed the net
for anything interesting which includes looking up a Vietnamese-English
dictionary for a friend's name, hitting the usual late night
urls and valueless online chatting. Things that you can
really waste your life away, seconds by seconds, hours by
hours.
Wanted to load up the images of my Myanmar trip in 2000.
Completed the technical portion (i.e. scanning of old polariods,
setting the html pages). Also digged up my diary and found
interesting stuff but I was simply too lazy to blog it up.
The content was lagging though. The nagging didn't cease
as well. But I was trying to be in Laos and Indonesia and
somewhere else. But hey, that will come another day.
What were you doing on Sunday at 0230hrs? Having fun? |
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Oct 05 - The Story Of 2 Cueless Men And A Wall Top
of Page
Once upon a time, there were 2 men living in a
faraway land. One lived in the city, surrounded by tall
stone walls, so tall that it seems impossible to get out
(or get in). There were alot of people in the city. There
were parties everyday which he had to join. Many things
required his attention: buy ENOUGH beer (ok, that's difficult),
make the ice, get peanuts, serve the beer and so on and
so forth. Initally, he is ok with his role (who doesn't
when there is unlimited beer). But as time passes, expectation
grew higher (i.e. people expects better service). He tried
his best to fufill all the requirements, but the requirements
increase at such an amazing rate which he couldn't catch
up. He was tired from all these expectations and wanted
to be get out of this stupid, unforgiving city. He was troubled.
The other man, as some of you may have guess, is in an entirely
different scenario. He lives alone in a nice house just
outside of the city. He had plenty of land, and he grew
grapes that produces the finest red wine in the world. He
savours the wine at night, with a candle light and smoothing
music. All his friends were in city, separated by the giantantic
stone walls, having fun every night. It was fine, no one
bothered him at first, no one to fight over the wine with.
But he grew bored, the production rate was alot higher than
his consumption rate. Soon the wine crates piled high up
in his wine cellar. He got sick of the wine and asked himself,
why is everybody having fun and he is not?
And so the 2 men chat about their problems through MSN every
evening (quite high tech right?). They discussed on all
aspects of their problem and discovered the main issue was
that stupid wall. Yes, THAT STUPID WALL, that thorny wall
that was preventing the 2 cueless men from doing what they
really want in life. It's so tall that it was impossible
to climb over it, not to even mention about knocking it
down. They talked about it every day, including Christmas,
her birthday, national day: while still going through their
mundane duties.
It was that simple. One wanted to get in, the other wanted
to get out. The other wanted to get in, one wanted to get
out.
Blogger Comments: Expecting a solution at the end? There
won't be as the title suggests, cueless. |
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Oct 05 - Beef Kway Teow, Price Of Fuel and 3 Blown up Heads
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of Page
Had beef kway teow (rice noodles) for lunch in
the staff canteen. The same old black bean sauce with lifeless
pieces of beer and dying pickled chillis. Top it up with
some drink that remotely tasted like milk tea. Back to work.
Yawn.
I read in the papers that fuel prices in Indonesia had risen
by more than 125%. Scary. Although "help" policies (cash
handouts to the poorest of families) came along with the
bitter pill, it will never ever be enough. Immediate riots
in 10 major cities in Indonesia gave clues to the government
on how Indonesians are talking it. To be frank, I am not
trying to rally against the price raise (though I hope they
know what they are doing). But just think about those lying
in the bottom of the poverty pit. Life just seems harder
and harder. Life just seems better and better for others.
It doesn't help when the bombs struck on saturday. Oh the
bombs! Where? Bali again? All I think of is my Bir Bintang
T-Shirt. But then again, I am trying to sit on the fence,
not taking a side. What's wrong with this world? Can't we
just communicate? Can't we just talk it out? My heart felt
for the victims, probably innocent folks enjoying a night
out on the beaches of Kuta. My heart felt more for the 3
suspected "suicide bombers". Those 3 blown heads... THEY
were victims as well. Victims of miscommunication or simply,
victims of stupidity among the human race.
It's becoming a challenge to survive (not to mention live)
in the world. |
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Oct 05 - Monday Morning. Why Am I Still Awake?! Top
of Page
I felt sick. Just finished watching the ruthless
thrashing of English Premiership champions Chelsea on European
champions Liverpool. 4-1, oh god. Though i wasn't ever an
English league fan (I'm a FC Barcelona fan), but i suppose
the result had kicked some bloddy die hard Anfield fans
hard. Perhaps, f*** them, I say. Dump in $$ like Roman does,
get a cocky coach like Jose and all will be fine. What's
happening now?
I apologise to all those who don't know what the heck I
am talking about. It's afterall, 22 smelly men running around
a field chasing a stupid ball. Apparently, it's monday morning
and no one have the near logical sense to talk logic. Me
included. Anyway, I have changed the format of my blogs
slightly, adding a title for each blog. I suppose, some
sort of a headline to spur reading levels.
"So you do know that it's nearly 3am. Why can't you
just take a rest and let it go?", The Brain questions
the Hand(Right). "Geez, I don't know. Just hanging
around, I suppose." Hand(Right) ignores The Brain,
while it just watches the wheels, turning round and round. |
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1
Oct 05 - That Bloody-Defaced Me Top
of Page
Damn, it has been A bloody long week since I blog (or block)
my mind on this website. Feeling damn sick and sleepy from
those those stupid shit after the week's stay in heaven
town.
Someone bought me a book last week and I thought the cover
was one of those mis-prints (you know those books with a
defective cover and lots of stray ink marks). Fine, I said.
Probably the contents of the book are alot more important.
However, the thought of the defective cover didn't left
me. I went home inspecting the book, while telling myself
it's ok. I checked whether PAGES were defective, as well
on missing pages. I wasn't satisfied with not finding anything
defective, but I told myself it is ok, I can accept the
"defective" elements in the book. But somehow,
I can't accept the book with NO defectiveness because the
cover has been defaced.
Eventually, desperation forced me to the bookstore and made
me compared my defective copy with other copies. I realised
that all were the same. The book cover was simply taken
straight from an oil painting. I presume Stray marks was
delibrately added on it to show imperfection.
Enough said. I really suck. There were alot of valuable
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Sep 05 - An Evening of Searching and Pain Top
of Page
A boring sunday evening, being accompanied by David Bowie's
Heroes beaming through my lousy i-pod earphones. What's
there left after a week stay in hoilday camp? Some were
sick, but some were fine. Some were irritated, and some
were kind. Some got duties to fulfilled, though some simply
slept through their life. Probably too much events occured
consecutively till I was overwhelmed. Or perhaps I am just
too confused and lost sense of my priorities, not knowing
what is good for me in life.
Reprise - From my ex-colleague (lots of thanks
to you for reminding me of this basic fact)
Love is a bond. In order to create a stronger bond will
means a knot needs to be tied. But both MUST be ready.
Am I ready then? An evening of searching, an evening of
pain, for both you and me. |
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Sep 05 - The Case of 4 Women Top
of Page
It was a typical week. I chased people and people chased
me. It is also a typical weekend, nothing of real importance
to blog on my website (beer, smelly englishmen and a football
awaits). But considering I will be repaying my country's
faith next week (for a week), i decided to note down the
usual unimportant events happening in my life.
The case of 4 Women
Amazingly, 2 women consecutively told me that their men
are wooden blocks, or simply idiots. Though sometimes it
may just help if they can just take some initative in understanding
idiots, life. Another woman simply sat on my table and blar
blar blar whole day on her boss and colleagues during lunch.
BUT BUT BUT..., I am grateful to Miss Woman who is trying
to understand what I am feeling in my life now, complex
yet uninteresting. |
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Sep 05 - The Chances Of You Meeting Him/Her Top
of Page
I was staring into blank spaces and sitting on the steps
leading to the jail house on a certain hill. People came
and left, though more left and less came. Stuck in the rain,
I did a cold beer to numb my nerves though an
ice-cream on a rainy day should had done it. Strange
days indeed.
Bb says Been There Done That is dumb, thus I removed that
piece of shit immediately. Traces of Vietnam
is getting thin, so what's new today? It's amazing how well
homo-saipens can communicate by wires and cables. But why
can't they just communicate the way that communication is
created to be? Do you know the numerical possibility of
a homo-saipen taking a liking on another dumb homo-saipen?
It's one in a cillion cillion (let one cillion = real damn
big number)! So should we all just GIVE UP easily like we
gave up believing in this beautiful world? Think about it,
ok?
!@#$ , who zinked me?! Help! I need somebody....
Message trucated. Author has been kidnapped by a purple
alien named barney - to be continued... |
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Sep 05 - An Irrelevant Post 2 Top
of Page
Ok, Vietnam is still
in my mind. Must tell myself to load up the stuff that I
wrote, though they are all in a mess at the moment and I
can't bear to host them. Anyway, added a link "Been
There Done That" that denotes the countries I have
visited. Do check it out if you are real bored. Will also
be progressively storing my pictures with another host,
so that precious bandwidth can be preserved and there would
be less downtime for my dear website. Free hosting does
come with gimmicks afterall. |
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Sep 05 - Back In Town And Refreshed I am? Top
of Page
My Vietnam pictures
(complete with description) are finally UP! Came back from
Hanoi late Tuesday and plunge straight to work the next
day. Quickly arranged the pictures over the weekend and
believe me, it wasn't an easy task to exclude certain pictures.
Will hope to load up more stuff (e.g. poems) soon so do
keep in touch. Updates also includes a new guestbook
(yah, finally) and would be very grateful if anyone would
bother to sign it. Just take note you will be directed to
a 3rd party page though my website would still be hanging
around on your screen. As it is a free service, it can be
pretty slow so just bear with it ok. |
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Aug 05 - Hanoi Here I Come! Top
of Page
Hi guys, I will be out of town tommrrow, flying to Hanoi.
We have been thinking about Hanoi since university days.
And finally we will be there. Tired but not sleepy. Not
sure what to expect. Perhaps, my sole purpose on this earth
is just to worry about anything. |
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Aug 05 - We Were Alot More Apart Than I Thought
Top of
Page
Now that I successfully got the penknife issue out of my
life, it was high time to move forward. I was wondering
around in town listening to David Bowie's Heroes on my stupid
ipod at noon. Met someone whom I have not seen for a long
time. Seven hundred years maybe?? We chatted on high and
low topics: he went on about the high, I mumbled about the
low. We explored about life and death: he said he is alive,
I refused to admit that I was dead. I thought all this was
fun, though it had a "sourish" aftertaste. I realise
that I must have taken a bit too much of the vinegar sauce
with chilli oil. Strange strange happenings in the oasis
indeed. |
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Aug 05 - Have You Ever Drank Alone In A Pub? Top
of Page
I got over the penknife incident. It hurts but I got through
(I hope). Yesterday was low, real damn low. Feeling restless,
i began running down my contact book looking for someone
to drink. TEN rejects! Ok, I thought. Thus, I got
off work, pulled myself to the pub and order a Hoegaarden
pint (see image above for Hoegaarden). Finished it in double
quick time. Alone. The first ever time I drank alone in
a pub. The feeling sucks. I hope it will be the last. |
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Jul 05 - Pain With The Penknife Top
of Page
My friend sold me a penknife with extra blades for 20 rupees
or baht or rupiah. Though I don't know exactly why I bought
it (I have enough penknives), it seems to me that this signifies
the end of something. Something perhaps I shouldn't have
started in the first place. Maybe it was only me. Its strange
with how the world functions with expectations. It's hard
especially when your own expectations fails you, pushing
you deep down to the lowest end. |
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Jul 05 - An Irrelevant Post Top
of Page
Which is better? Thai men or Malaysian/Singaporean men?
heard it from someone that Thai men drinks whisky whole
day long and refuses to work. So which is better? |
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Jun 05 - Pulau Tioman Top
of Page
Hi guys, I just came back from Tioman last weekend and upload
the pictures. I promise there are no diving pictures! Only
plain boozing! I also revamped the Budget Airline links
and I welcome anyone whom can provide me with feedback. |
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May 05 - The Virgin Blog Top
of Page
I made a decision to revamp my website so as to provide
a higher level of user friendlyness in accessing my website.
Do always feel free to drop me an email if there are any
dead links or wrong information. Happy surfing. |
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