Say what?

Sorry for the friggin’ no show the past how-many-days-has-it-been, cos I have been absolutely busy with work and stuff. Think I shall list out some stuff that I can remember…

AWS – Came, and gone, in 2 days. Shit man.

Encounter with a ghost?

Well, something weeeeird happened last week, on Wednesday or Thursday when I went to have a haircut and present-for-my-gf lunch break.

After my haircut, I went to City Chain to get a Solvil Titus watch for her. After choosing the watch, I stood next to the sales staff who was helping me to remove a couple of the ring thingies, so that it could better fit my gf’s hand.

Now, as I was waiting and watching him do it… this small pale looking boy came up to me from Gawd-knows-where and asked me, persistantly, “Kor kor, dai wo chi zhao wo de ma ma. Ta bu jian le.” This translates to “Big brother, bring me to see my mother. She disappeared.”

Not knowing what to do, I said that I could not, as I was waiting for the amendment to be finished.

After asking me that for a few times, he left my side, and started running around the City Chain shop, which is not really big btw, sieving in-between the rest of the customers. The thing was, he seemed to know where everyone was moving, even though they did sudden about-turns and all.

That freaked me out a little.

Oh, I forgot to mention, his school shirt was pretty dirty, like it was taken out and left for a couple of vehicles to go over it on the road.

No one seemed to see him, not the rest of the customers, not even the salesman beside me! Then suddenly, the little boy popped by my side again.

This time, he said, “Kor kor, wo de ma ma yao ken ni jiang dian hua. Ke yi ting ma?” which translates to “Big brother, my mother wants to talk to you on the phone. Can?”

Nothing wrong with that sentence. The wrong thing was…. that phone was one of those that the living burns for the dead during auspicious occasions! Fuck! That took the cake. I completely ignored the little fella, and promptly waited to make payment and collect the present, then leave the place, to let the little boy continue running about in the shop.

Freaky? I don’t know. I’ll leave it to you guys to decide.

This show was the bomb. I mean, it was pretty good… for a 3 hours movie. Phew! Coupled with some serious faults in the Cinema’s alarm system, that made my butt sweat. But, overall, it was a real touching show with no surprises from the novel. Why the novel? Cos I didn’t watch the Original movie.

4/5 rating.

Oh yuh. Something happened when me and my gf were at Ikea today.

This small boy was running when he tripped on something (one of those floor stoppers) at the bedroom section, causing him to fall, and hit loudly, face first, onto a big mirror. This caused a huge commotion. Blood everywhere, the little lad was crying… of course, but what shocked me was the sight of the mirror. Cracked! Just like what would happen if you were to use a rock to throw onto a windscreen. But, I guess the boy had it coming to him, since he was running. That of course, unless he was actually being a good boy and walking to his parents.

Think I shall stop here. Pretty beat up, see ya!

Took leave today to recuperate from the hectic-ness of the past few days.

Went to a chalet + company D&D (of which I am in the committee) and to the chalet again this past weekend.

Met up with the fellas of #lovehurts; namely Janson, Andrew, ah 9, Eugene, Donny, Seph, and a couple of others like Tony, Mel (is that her name) and Jazky. Guess that I’ve been out of this circle for so long, that I didn’t know the latest… oh well… I’ll leave it to the rest to fill me in in the future.

Christmas is approaching. What are you getting me? And after Christmas, it’s the New Year once more… this coming New Year’s Resolution for me is…

Ahem.

Shall remind myself to add it to my sidebar later on so that I will be haunted by that sentence till my abs pop out. It’s been a while, my abs…. time to come out, away from that piece of fat that is covering you up. Show yourself, bask in the glory!!! Okay, too many drama shows…

I wanted to post up some pics of stuff that I wanted to get… but as I am too lazy noob to find the pictures on the Internet, I shall leave it as that. Dunche wanna unsettle the dust, a’ight?

I’m eating left-over pineapple rice that my mom bought the other day, and boyyyyyyy oh boy does it taste bad!

Think that it’s so bad, it can be used to entice the people at Fear Factor… no, kidding.

Damnit, I just feel sooooooo lazyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy. Okay, shall not blog anymore. More of this crap, and I’ll lose whatever readership I have left. Ha!

Btw, Newcastle won West Ham away.

nothing. Haha!

Seriously, I would love to blog about how I went for my virgin Court appearance (had to stand, raise hand and say THE OATH.

Or about how I lost my cashcard for the FIRST FUCKING TIME (may the bugger who stole my card shit out maggots for the next couple of days) but the fact of the matter is.

So, I shall not blog any further, till I regain my strength, and power, to do anything human. Sleep time. Zzzzzz.

Time really flies when you’re older.

When I was a tad bit younger, my cousin Trina told me, “Alex, Alex. Just wait till you turn 25. After that, you won’t even bother celebrating your birthday, because it’s going to fly pass you so fast.”

Not that it burnt me or anything, because I don’t ever celebrate my birthday. But I mean, it’s not as though I detest my birthday. Just like some girls who say that flowers are a waste of time, so you really think that they hate flowers? Deep down in their hearts, definitely they will love flowers. It’s the same for me. I don’t celebrate it. But if others were to celebrate it for me, I’ll be grinning from ear to ear, not to mention, I’ll be blushing like a Chimpanzee eating sambal.

I think, even when I hit the big 50 (if I do get to live that long) I would still enjoy celebrating my birthday should my family or friends choose to do so.

All these years, seldom do I get birthday presents from family or friends. Some don’t even know my birthday, which is fine by me. Heck, presents are like birthdays. I don’t have to get them from anyone. But getting one would bring a smile to my face.

*disclaimer; I am not requesting for any gifts on my birthday. It’s just my thinking*

The past few days went by in a sneeze.

Had a wine appreciation session organised by my company on Friday. Hated red wine. Still do. White wine was slightly easier on my throat, but I guess I’d still pass should I have a choice.

Saturday was da bomb! I went for a Carl’s Jr lunch with my dear at Suntec in the afternoon. After which, we went to meet some of the barflies for a bowling session at marina Square. Saw Emily with Derek on my way there. At the bowling Centre, I was reminded by SK’s friend that she was my ex classmate in secondary school.

Now that… prompted me to say FUCK! in my mind. How could I forget a friend? Easy. Her name in Secondary school was Chinese. I forget Chinese names like I forget my liquor. Secondly, we were in the same class for 1 year only. Thirdly, she wasn’t a really prominent figure then. So, there. Still, I have got to dig up my old year book and search for her name.

Had a moderate game only, but was pretty badly affected by the horrible lanes, as KM will attest to. Had a game high of 166, 3 pins shy of my high of 169 for this year.

After the game, I met up with uG, Don and Ah Beng. Walked for a while, then we went to town to meet up with Xuemin, Edward, rG and Joshua. Went off after a while, to Bedok.

Played ball with my dear’s cousins till 11+. Had a bit of a tussle with this frigging long bean of a China player. Tall and skinny, just the way I like ‘em. Heh. I tied with him foul for foul, but he won me for shots, as I was feeling fatigued because of the bowling session earlier on (it still hurts lots today).

Went back home feeling like a Baboon with a red arse.

Sunday came by quickly.

Bathed my dear Phantom, waxed her, polished her. She’s smiling now. Heh. Treated my dear after that to Pizza Hut. $50.

Took a nice long shower, then we proceeded to the Esplanade to catch the last session of “A Twist of Fate”. Rating : 5/5

The jokes were corny, the singing was poor melody, and the atmosphere that the crew gave us, Local. I would recommend this to all, except for the fact that it was the last day. Oh well, you can always wait till 8 years later (first time it came out, 1997). Marvellous.

One point that I would like to highlight is that Singapore roads are getting more and more dangerous for us bike owners. While I believe that more motorcyclists are being more road worthy, the same cannot go for motorists who drive. Nuff said.

Okay, time to sleep. Lunch time is always for sleeping.