Well Well Well...

Guess who still keeps a picture of yours truly in his locker???

Hur hur hur...

...I am still laughing my ass off!

Do You Wanna Dance?

Just as the picture and my (sizzling hot) new playlist would suggest, I miss clubbing. No really, I do.

Was thinking of making my big return (after my 2-week hiatus) to Powerhouse this Sunday, but I have a Kenduri (feasting celebration) at home, and you know I have to play host, which means that I'll be running around a lot once the prayer-part of the celebrations end, which then cues for the start of the feasting-part of the night!

Aww dang! And I still have no idea who my grandparents invited to the celebrations (besides my family)! One thing I'm certain of is that the house is gonna be packed with people, but for how long... that's something I can never predict. Double dang!

Hmmm... We'll see how things go lah. If I'm not too tired, I might just drop by Powerhouse. If not then I'd have to wait till next week.

Then again, I could always drop by Play tonight. Hehe! Like I said, we'll see how it goes. (But do holler at me if anyone wants to club tonight! Hehe!)

You Don't Wear My Chains

As I'm typing this entry, I'm sneering. Why? Look over at the sidebar. No one has yet to attempt on my quiz, even though it has more than 20 views on it already. Hur hur hur... If it's anything, I'm happy. Yes, I'm a cynic. I know. Why am I happy, you may wonder?

You thought you knew me, but all along you had no idea who I really was. And it is now a proven fact!

Oh, and by "you", I'm referring to each and every one out there who've had nothing better to do than to bitch and spread cock-and-bull stories about myself. Yes, I'm referring to you people... Hmmm, anyone felt a pinch there? Hur hur hur...

So instead of running that foul, rotten mouth (mints, anyone?), inject yourselves with more integrity and actually get to know the person you're bitching about, rather than to pass judgement on a complete stranger. Oh the irony! Haha!

Up yours, bitches!!

This is the song, lala lala, Maman's song...

More Than Meets The Eye

If you have yet to catch Transformers (the movie), I have 3 words for you: Believe The Hype!

As a kid, I wasn't really a big fan of the animated series. Yes I'd watch it every now and then, but I didn't really dig the series. Now the movie, on the other hand, is a different story altogether. I loved every second of it! Yes I succumbed to the hype, and boy oh boy, it sure did pay off!

Initially, I didn't really have my hopes high on the movie being that entertaining at all. To be frank, I thought it'd be just as dull and humourless as the series, but all that proven wrong, and you can have my word for it!

Go catch it while it's still screening in cinemas everywhere. If not, wait for the DVD. Better stil, go catch it now and get the DVD later when it's released!

Jello

That is what your legs feel like after cooping yourself up in the house for 11 consecutive days, and that was exactly what my legs felt like when I finally decided to step out of the house!

I tell you, I have never felt so self-conscious about the way I walked before! It was so weird lah, having that little voice in your head repeating the lines "Eh.. Steady now.. Balance.. Balance.." and "Oh shit, is anyone looking at me for the wrong reasons?" almost every other minute! A total deja vu moment of myself when I first came out of the closet 3 years ago! I felt so twink-ish lah! Oh my god, si bei tak glam can?!

Note to self: The next time you (I) come out of isolation, warm your (my) skinny chopstick legs up first! Goodness!!!

But at the end of the day, despite the jello (not J-Lo) and the "Uh-oh, I think my legs' about to cramp up" moments, it was all damn worth it.

Anyway, my first stop was Vivo where I had to settle some stuff. After which I went for a haircut at HarbourFront Centre. Was deciding which salon to try out before finally deciding on Jean Yip, cos' all the other salons were charging kazoos! Heck, even Supercut, which is internationally recognised mind you, costs cheaper! Bleah~

Oh, and I think I've outgrown the phase of having funky (and somewhat outrageous) hairstyles. For the first time in over a year, I decided to get myself a simple cut-and-wash without any fancy requests whatsoever. Just a simple high-slope on the sides and a trim on the top. (This is where you go "Waaahhhhhhh....")

Unlike before, I no longer feel that I need a fancy haircut to stand out from everyone else because from what I've come to realise, it was my spontaneous out-going personality, and the fact that I'm an all-out a nice guy (unless you step on my tail of course) that all along was, and still is the reason why I'm blessed to have certain individuals who never fail to shower me with their undying love, care and concern. They've always loved me even back when I was spotting that Armani 'do, so why would they not now, right?

Hur hur.. Talk about a revitalizing boost of self-esteem huh?

Moving on, I then rushed down to Plaza Sing where I was to meet Frederick for a movie. Okay, we initially planned to catch the 8:00pm show at Orchard Cine but because I was running late (much due to the traffic jam which stretched from Telok Blangah Road all the way to Jalan Membina!), and knowing that we couldn't make it in time to have dinner before catching the show, we decided to catch the 8:45 show at Plaza Sing, but since they were only left with front row seats for that particular slot, we ended up catching the 9:10 show instead. Oh, and even then, we were seated at the third row from the screen! Bleah~

After getting the tickets, we 2 hungry monsters (okay okay, I was more hungry than he was) then searched for a nice place for dinner, but because it was literally packed everywhere, we decided to walk over to The Cathay for a nice meal at Billy Bombers. That was when it struck us, "Since we're having dinner at The Cathay, why didn't we think of catching the movie there in the first place?!"

That was a classic "Arbish!" moment for us both, but it's so funny lah! Blur-like-sotong much? Hehe.

As always, the meal at Bombers was alright. Decided not to order my usual classic B53 burger though. Was in the mood to try something new, but knowing damn well how indecisive I am when it comes to ordering food, it took me ages before I finally settled for the Mixed Grill. By then my tummy was already roaring like a timpani roll! And the fact that my food took so long (seriously, mine came 15 minutes after Fred's Fish & Fries was served!) made that timpani roll seem more like a long sustained note!

Okay, what's with me suddenly using musical terms I was more familiar with during my band days as adjectives? Hmmm... Must be because Stabat Mater Dolorosa's on repeat mode right now! Hehe. Well aaaaanyway...

When my Mixed Grill was finally served (god bless the Nepalese boy who served me), I spared no time in enjoying the Turkey Steak, Sirloin Steak and Jumbo Hotdog! Oh oh oh, and speaking of the Jumbo Hotdog, Fred and I had a back-and-forth moment revolving around innuendos and puns. C'mon, what's a meal without a good sexual pun, right right right?? Haha!

Okay okay, when we stepped into the restaurant, I glanced upon this SPG minah and her Ang Moh boyfriend, and was basically looking at what they were having lah. And then I noticed that the Ang Moh had a jumbo Hotdog on his plate, so when I decided not to have the B53, I thoroughly looked through the menu in search of the dish which had the Jumbo Hotdog in it lah! And and...

Fred: So what're you having?
Me: Dunch know lei. Just know I saw that Ang Moh with the Jumbo Hotdog.
Fred: (Chuckles)
Me: Huh? What's so funny? (beat) Ehh... Ooh! Hehe... Oops! What I meant was, I saw that Ang Moh having a Jumbo Hotdog!
Fred: (Continues Chuckling)
Me: Oh my god, so salah! Haha!

So anyway, bottom line is, I enjoyed the food and I enjoyed the milkshake! No wait, make that a malt shake, or as how I described it to Fred, "Vanilla Milkshake with Horlicks!"

But I must say though, the one thing that I really hate about eating at Bombers is the fact that by the time I'm done with my meal and milkshake, I'd always end up too full for desserts, and you know I can never go to a reataurant and not order desserts! Hmph!

Hehe... Okay, enough about that. Anywho, once we were done with dinner, we then made our way back to Plaza Sing (yes, I know. "Arbish!") for our movie, but more on that in my next post! :)

Hello, world. It's nice to see you again.

The Moment You've Been Waiting For

11 days



...of tears...


...of self-hatred...


...of isolation...


...of hell...




And after 11 days


...of reflections...


...of more reflections...


...of further more reflections...




I HAVE SURVIVED.




...And finally...


...after 11 days...


...after 264 hours...


...after 15,840 minutes...




I'M STEPPING OUT OF THE HOUSE!!

Recess!

For the past 3 days, I couldn't stop thinking about my secondary school life. My friends, my teachers, my band. The memories kept flowing like the Nile. I miss being that notorious teenager who never bothered to do his homework, and would rather attend band practice than to attend Maths tutorial, even when "O" Levels was only a few weeks away. Haha! Gee, those surely were the days. The only thing I have left are pictures and memories imprinted in my memory banks. Sigh...

These are the group of people I miss a whole lot:


The Clique:


Fond memories of the old school building.


On Prom Night (not in picture: Pei Qi)

The Class:


(Half of) The most notorious Sec 3/4 Express class
in the history of Mayflower Secondary!

The Band Peeps:


My Girls


De Xing: My Junior cum Smoking Kaki


The twins & I


My seniors Hasinah & Nany


1/3 of the band (2003)

The Mats & Minahs:


9 months ago.


Prom Night I


Prom Night II


BayBeats 2005

The Boys:







The Girls:







Other Individuals:


Me and my Glama-Mama, Hidayah!


Maman & Taufiq:
Friendship brought us together. Ego tore us apart.


Mrs. Grace Ong: The Chemistry teacher I had a huge crush on.


Got MILF?

At times I wish I could just re-visit the good ol' days at the good ol' beige building situated at Ang Mo Kio Ave 3, but fact of the matter is, they're all but distant memories now. What's left are the friendships forged in those 4 memorable years.

Okay, I officially feel old...