1) I feel more secure about myself
2) I have more control over my actions
3) I am a little better read than before
4) I am no longer as clueless
5) I don't need diapers when I sleep
6) I can sleep whenever I want
7) I can drive
8) I can afford finer things in life
9) I have the freedom of choice (most of the time at least)
10) I can start forgetting things and use the excuse "I'm getting old"
It's not so bad afterall...although I do realise that I'm growing hair where I don't want. Kinda weird.
Women see me in a different light as well. I can act childish and immature in front of childish and immature people and still get away with it (since I'd be "one of them") or I can act learned, wise and distinguished and spout rubbish and if I sound convincing enough, the gullible will believe whatever I say.
I speak with more reason nowadays although I do occasionally still spout nonsense.
Men, I've noticed, would go through great lengths to gain the attention of a woman. Well, I'd leave the gory details out but sufficed to say, that I've known many and still know of some that have gone through heaps of trouble only to be rejected point blank. If she doesn't like you, take the hint and move on! Vice versa for women.
Friday, March 11, 2005
Wednesday, March 09, 2005
The babs and morons...(no relation)
She's always got that smile. one that never fails to cheer me up. No doubt it sometimes makes me wish I was a 29 year-old caucasian dude that rides a cool bike. Well, some guys have all the luck (ala Rod Stewart's song - now I know why he sang it).
I was on my way home when the most idiotic/inconsiderate driver I've met on the roads so far ruined a somewhat serene drive. PIE was closed beyond Bt Batok East ave 3 so everyone had to get out there. It was a dual carriage exit and I was on the right lane, making a right turn. The lane to my left was also a right-turn lane, with a slip road that went to the left further back as usual.
So this RAV 4, goes on my lane. He's the first car at the lights, and everyone behind and to the left of him is making a right turn. The moron, decides that right is not the way he wants to go but hey, lets not signal early...lets wait till the lights turn green. Even after the lights turn green, I waited for a full 5 seconds for him to move off (still no signal given). I give him a polite honk to remind him that everyone's waiting to move off. What happens? The moron decides that he wants to turn left and signals (only after the initial honk)...no one on his left is giving way to him but he insists on holding me (and everyone else behind) up.
Taxis sound their honks and I join in the cacophony of loud blaring. But still, the moron waits. Damn dude, haven't you heard of a U-Turn? Or is gas too expensive for you to make one?
I brand people like this into either one of two categories (or both).
1) Complete and utter MORON
2) Totally inconsiderate with a one track mind
In all likely hood, this dude belongs to both categories. Finally, when the road is clear, he proceeds to make and illegal (4 demerit point) left turn. Wouldn't it be simpler if he just made an illegal u-turn later? It amounts to almost the same bloody thing after all. I suppose, it takes all sorts to drive (morons included).
Somethings going on with the expressways today. Almost everyone that I was on had some type of construction (road closure) or other. In any case, I picked up the babs from work and we proceeded to Changi Airport for dinner/supper. She was her usual bubbly self and was absolutely a darl to be with.
Too bad she'd never see me as a potential anything (other than good friend). I suppose, it's best left that way anyhow. We're comfortable the way we are and would most likely end up as lifelong friends.
Anyhow, she's got a full life ahead of her and I sincerely wish her well in her studies and work. :) I must say that she does have the most interesting stories to tell from work. One of which was this guys whispering to her asking for help in seeking books with penis enlargement instructions...yup...yet another clueless dude in this land.
HAHAHA!
I was on my way home when the most idiotic/inconsiderate driver I've met on the roads so far ruined a somewhat serene drive. PIE was closed beyond Bt Batok East ave 3 so everyone had to get out there. It was a dual carriage exit and I was on the right lane, making a right turn. The lane to my left was also a right-turn lane, with a slip road that went to the left further back as usual.
So this RAV 4, goes on my lane. He's the first car at the lights, and everyone behind and to the left of him is making a right turn. The moron, decides that right is not the way he wants to go but hey, lets not signal early...lets wait till the lights turn green. Even after the lights turn green, I waited for a full 5 seconds for him to move off (still no signal given). I give him a polite honk to remind him that everyone's waiting to move off. What happens? The moron decides that he wants to turn left and signals (only after the initial honk)...no one on his left is giving way to him but he insists on holding me (and everyone else behind) up.
Taxis sound their honks and I join in the cacophony of loud blaring. But still, the moron waits. Damn dude, haven't you heard of a U-Turn? Or is gas too expensive for you to make one?
I brand people like this into either one of two categories (or both).
1) Complete and utter MORON
2) Totally inconsiderate with a one track mind
In all likely hood, this dude belongs to both categories. Finally, when the road is clear, he proceeds to make and illegal (4 demerit point) left turn. Wouldn't it be simpler if he just made an illegal u-turn later? It amounts to almost the same bloody thing after all. I suppose, it takes all sorts to drive (morons included).
Somethings going on with the expressways today. Almost everyone that I was on had some type of construction (road closure) or other. In any case, I picked up the babs from work and we proceeded to Changi Airport for dinner/supper. She was her usual bubbly self and was absolutely a darl to be with.
Too bad she'd never see me as a potential anything (other than good friend). I suppose, it's best left that way anyhow. We're comfortable the way we are and would most likely end up as lifelong friends.
Anyhow, she's got a full life ahead of her and I sincerely wish her well in her studies and work. :) I must say that she does have the most interesting stories to tell from work. One of which was this guys whispering to her asking for help in seeking books with penis enlargement instructions...yup...yet another clueless dude in this land.
HAHAHA!
Tuesday, March 08, 2005
A tragedy...
As I sit here and ponder over my previous actions, words and thoughts that I might have let loose in IRC, one thing keeps coming hauntingly back.
That fact that IRC is dominated by gossip loving, nothing to dos. I realised that I had almost stooped to that level but somehow, managed to pull myself out of it before it become out of hand.
People are often susceptible to gossip and some are even naive enough to believe it if the story gets repeated enough by as many people.
A good quote would be from Capt Ronald Spiers of Easy Company, 506 PIR, 101st Airborne Div. If a good story gets repeated often enough by enough people, it is believable. Tertius had a rumour about him that he lopped off the heads of Carthaginian slaves and that he was the baddest and meanest warrior about. He never disputed it (for firstly, it would be an attempt at futility and secondly, he might have seen the benefits of it circulating and scaring the shit out of his enemies.)
I suppose there would be little or no point in disputing gossip particularly in a place with as little consequence to my life as IRC. If people choose to believe in those rumours and gossip, then it's best to let them believe in it. After all, it's of no consequence to me. I find that the only way to avoid such gossip is to avoid IRC like the plague. I suppose it was a waste of time and bandwidth anyways.
The only good thing about having been on IRC is that I've managed to pick out some good friends that take me for what I am, irregardless of what they've read about me in there. For that, I am appreciative and I'll always treasure that friendship.
Perhaps in time to come, I would have changed my mind but I doubt so. In any case, I'd expect to have more time to concentrate on work, getting jobs in and improving my social life instead of sitting in front of my computer chatting with people whom I can't put faces to.
That fact that IRC is dominated by gossip loving, nothing to dos. I realised that I had almost stooped to that level but somehow, managed to pull myself out of it before it become out of hand.
People are often susceptible to gossip and some are even naive enough to believe it if the story gets repeated enough by as many people.
A good quote would be from Capt Ronald Spiers of Easy Company, 506 PIR, 101st Airborne Div. If a good story gets repeated often enough by enough people, it is believable. Tertius had a rumour about him that he lopped off the heads of Carthaginian slaves and that he was the baddest and meanest warrior about. He never disputed it (for firstly, it would be an attempt at futility and secondly, he might have seen the benefits of it circulating and scaring the shit out of his enemies.)
I suppose there would be little or no point in disputing gossip particularly in a place with as little consequence to my life as IRC. If people choose to believe in those rumours and gossip, then it's best to let them believe in it. After all, it's of no consequence to me. I find that the only way to avoid such gossip is to avoid IRC like the plague. I suppose it was a waste of time and bandwidth anyways.
The only good thing about having been on IRC is that I've managed to pick out some good friends that take me for what I am, irregardless of what they've read about me in there. For that, I am appreciative and I'll always treasure that friendship.
Perhaps in time to come, I would have changed my mind but I doubt so. In any case, I'd expect to have more time to concentrate on work, getting jobs in and improving my social life instead of sitting in front of my computer chatting with people whom I can't put faces to.
Monday, March 07, 2005
Photography 101
PRODUCT SHOOTING 101...
Always make sure that your client KNOWS what he wants before starting the shoot.
I've got lotsa experience with products but when it comes to clients, they think they know best.
Fine...lets shoot it at the angle they want. Forget my experience and expertise and lets just go with what you want. After all, I'm being paid right? WRONG!!!
At the end of the day, they still go back to the angle which I shot the bloody product at so what the heck!? A pure waste of time. What should've been a simple 1 hour shoot ended up taking 5 hours....why? Simply because they didn't know what they wanted and I ended up shooting 4 slightly different angles of the same product showing different sides.
Next comes lighting..."oh can you light the front but not the back?" "Oh the reflective surface...I need to see the text engraved in it" With the lighting specifications you gave? I think NOT!
Anyway, K came in to help out and even he ended up feeling frustrated (although that's nothing new) heh...
Always make sure that your client KNOWS what he wants before starting the shoot.
I've got lotsa experience with products but when it comes to clients, they think they know best.
Fine...lets shoot it at the angle they want. Forget my experience and expertise and lets just go with what you want. After all, I'm being paid right? WRONG!!!
At the end of the day, they still go back to the angle which I shot the bloody product at so what the heck!? A pure waste of time. What should've been a simple 1 hour shoot ended up taking 5 hours....why? Simply because they didn't know what they wanted and I ended up shooting 4 slightly different angles of the same product showing different sides.
Next comes lighting..."oh can you light the front but not the back?" "Oh the reflective surface...I need to see the text engraved in it" With the lighting specifications you gave? I think NOT!
Anyway, K came in to help out and even he ended up feeling frustrated (although that's nothing new) heh...
Sunday, March 06, 2005
Harmless...
I've had this problem since my teenage years regarding women...
What happens, when they play hard to get? Is there a point to it? The guy has admitted that he likes her and would like to see her more than just socially. She however, decides to like him as well but wants to take more time before committing herself into a relationship.
The guy would think, "heck, she likes him enough, what is she waiting for?"
Well, guys (if there are any out there that wants to read this), here's what's on their minds (according to some close female friends that I have).
1) Does he really like me?
2) What if he's just lusting after me?
3) Should I see how persistent persistent he is?
4) Is he the right guy for me?
To be honest, it's hard to answer those questions without taking the dive into a relationship. However, taking the plunge and opening up one's heart isn't so easy. The girl, first and foremost, doesn't want to get hurt emotionally. What do guys do then? Switch to another girl? Well, there are those that are notorious flirts (I can't 100% deny that I'm not) but there are also those that are genuine. Well, the genuine ones will remain true and hold steady - for a period of time. After all, there's only so long that one is willing to wait to obtain something. If it takes too long, then he might not think that she is the right one ( after all, if she does like him enough, she'd be prepared to move along).
It's a very difficult thing to fathom. Emotions, relationship, love. To date, I've yet to get a satisfactory definition of love because, it's one of the hardest to decipher. Something that comes close to it would be, having a sense of security, warmth, happiness and trust in one person is definitive enough. Of course, there's also physical intimacy involved but to women, I believe it's less important than to men (I could be so wrong of course, but, that's what I've been led to believe so far.)
So women who read this, if you agree or disagree, please, enlighten me a little and speak your minds.
Thanks. :)
What happens, when they play hard to get? Is there a point to it? The guy has admitted that he likes her and would like to see her more than just socially. She however, decides to like him as well but wants to take more time before committing herself into a relationship.
The guy would think, "heck, she likes him enough, what is she waiting for?"
Well, guys (if there are any out there that wants to read this), here's what's on their minds (according to some close female friends that I have).
1) Does he really like me?
2) What if he's just lusting after me?
3) Should I see how persistent persistent he is?
4) Is he the right guy for me?
To be honest, it's hard to answer those questions without taking the dive into a relationship. However, taking the plunge and opening up one's heart isn't so easy. The girl, first and foremost, doesn't want to get hurt emotionally. What do guys do then? Switch to another girl? Well, there are those that are notorious flirts (I can't 100% deny that I'm not) but there are also those that are genuine. Well, the genuine ones will remain true and hold steady - for a period of time. After all, there's only so long that one is willing to wait to obtain something. If it takes too long, then he might not think that she is the right one ( after all, if she does like him enough, she'd be prepared to move along).
It's a very difficult thing to fathom. Emotions, relationship, love. To date, I've yet to get a satisfactory definition of love because, it's one of the hardest to decipher. Something that comes close to it would be, having a sense of security, warmth, happiness and trust in one person is definitive enough. Of course, there's also physical intimacy involved but to women, I believe it's less important than to men (I could be so wrong of course, but, that's what I've been led to believe so far.)
So women who read this, if you agree or disagree, please, enlighten me a little and speak your minds.
Thanks. :)
What's behind the dream?
I don't suppose I'd find an answer to them but I remember this particular dream which I had last night (or rather this morning) vividly.
I had some chronic debilitating back problem which resulted in the amputation of both my legs above the knee. But due to unforeseen circumstances, the doctors gave me a month to live.
I had two schools of thought on that (a thought within a dream is unique and this is more or less the first time it's happened to me).
Firstly, that no matter what happened, if I thought and believed that I did in fact have 30 days to live, when those 30 days are up, I'd die for sure. On the other hand, if I convinced myself that I would continue to live irregardless of what the doctor said, I would actually live past the critical 30-day dateline.
The dream (which I could control to a certain extent), visualised my plight into me being tenant of an apartment served with a 30 day eviction notice (by the way, the dream was in living colour.) If I did not leave within those 30 days, Pierce Brosnan (I'm a big fan of his) would move in.
Anyway, sufficed to say, I refused to live as a cripple and decided that I would go about doing my daily routine with a pair of prosthetic legs. Apart from being slower in running (which I was blamed for something or other - that I couldn't remember what for), I was as normal as anyone else.
Just as the dream was getting good (I was getting intimate with Catherine Zeta-Jones), some idiot decided that it was time to go to work and sounded his car alarm in the carpark downstairs. The sound from the alarm chirp reverberated between my apartment block and the one opposite until it found its way into my bedroom (in which I left the windows opened) and into my ears and woke me up most ungraciously.
I looked at my watch and noticed that the minute hand was about to reach the ¾ mark on the hour past 7am. Damn I thought to myself, I'm not gonna get anymore sleep since I had to get ready for work by 8am.
Today's shoots were pretty uneventful. It started with shooting kids of NUS graduates having a tennis workshop. That was followed by an undergrad vs grad games.
That was when disaster struck. My 10D, for some reason or other, decided that it was time for a shutter replacement and chose to self-destruct the shutter just after shooting approximately 20 shots during the tennis match.
I had to rush back to get the 1Ds (since I didn't really want to lug the heavy thing around. After that, it was porta at Amara Hotel. I had to use the A80 to complete the porta but I think shooting with that little bugger was way better than with the 10D (for porta),
Proceeded on to WC Macs for dinner with Nick and then boom...here I am jotting down what must be the most vivid dream I've had in recent history.
Well, I'm about to knock off to try to figure out if I can continue with the dream since a story that's been interrupted before it ends irritates me to no end.
Saturday, March 05, 2005
Pub Crawling...
2:50am...
Just arrived home after pub crawling. Was at Mdm Wongs, Balaclava & Vintage. Wasn't too bad discounting the poorly dressed girls that were there. I did notice some femme fatales though.
3:30am...
Still up...chatting on both MSN and IRC...gawd...I miss the IRC days.
Just arrived home after pub crawling. Was at Mdm Wongs, Balaclava & Vintage. Wasn't too bad discounting the poorly dressed girls that were there. I did notice some femme fatales though.
3:30am...
Still up...chatting on both MSN and IRC...gawd...I miss the IRC days.
Tuesday, February 01, 2005
Mazda lovers united
Sunday was a day where Mazda Club Singapore had a really huge and successful meetup. It was held at Marina Square and Mazda owners from all over Singapore showed up. Sufficed to say, it was a huge success with a final count of over 130 cars.
Some were familiar faces and others were new. However, everyone got to mingle and talked mostly about cars, our jobs, families etc. There were some missing faces though, most prominently, Ah Hawk, XuBeiBei and Cuddlezzz were noticably absent.
It was an afternoon of showing off each car's latest mods, checking out ICE systems and just plain, good 'ole group photos. HotStuff magazine finally showed up to include this meetup in their forthcoming magazine. It was gracious of them but I'm really curious as to whether or not each model of Mazda will get it's spot in the press.
It was rather humid which led to me sweating profusely and I conveniently forgot to bring my cameras along knowing that someone or other from the club will be taking some photos as well.
Anyway, I met a few people, including darkfairie and femi. Femi's got this really lovable and adorable quality about her that's quite irresistable. DarkFairie on the other hand, had this fierce look which sorta said "don't mess with me" hahaha...I hope she never gets to read this :P
Yesterday was event shoot @ Neptune. Fortunately, they didn't allow photography during the caberet show which gave me time to actually sit back n relax a little. Robert (the entertainer/magician/comedien) must've been pretty annoyed at me for firing the flash directly at him (I usually either bounce of stofen the flash) because the stage was rather large and dark.
Spent a good hour kneeling/squatting while taking photos for the awards and lucky draw. It's a miracle that I can still walk today.
Some were familiar faces and others were new. However, everyone got to mingle and talked mostly about cars, our jobs, families etc. There were some missing faces though, most prominently, Ah Hawk, XuBeiBei and Cuddlezzz were noticably absent.
It was an afternoon of showing off each car's latest mods, checking out ICE systems and just plain, good 'ole group photos. HotStuff magazine finally showed up to include this meetup in their forthcoming magazine. It was gracious of them but I'm really curious as to whether or not each model of Mazda will get it's spot in the press.
It was rather humid which led to me sweating profusely and I conveniently forgot to bring my cameras along knowing that someone or other from the club will be taking some photos as well.
Anyway, I met a few people, including darkfairie and femi. Femi's got this really lovable and adorable quality about her that's quite irresistable. DarkFairie on the other hand, had this fierce look which sorta said "don't mess with me" hahaha...I hope she never gets to read this :P
Yesterday was event shoot @ Neptune. Fortunately, they didn't allow photography during the caberet show which gave me time to actually sit back n relax a little. Robert (the entertainer/magician/comedien) must've been pretty annoyed at me for firing the flash directly at him (I usually either bounce of stofen the flash) because the stage was rather large and dark.
Spent a good hour kneeling/squatting while taking photos for the awards and lucky draw. It's a miracle that I can still walk today.
Sunday, January 23, 2005
A can of Coke...
Sipping a can of Coke in the middle of the night can have therapeutic effects. But then again, it could just be me. It's been incredibly sunny these past few days. Ever since I got back from KL.
The trip was at least to say, rather fruitful. I found out what A was talking about when he mentioned the franchise business, I also got up to speed on some of the new products as well as how our products fared.
The economic conference was full of oldish people dressed in suits etc. It was supposed to be a "lounge suit" event in any case. I also found out that if I held my breath and sucked in my stomach hard enough, I could still squeeze myself into my suit/pants (see picture).
Yeap...that's me in the grey suit...along with A posing at the event. There's supposed to be another one in June. That's gonna be the Economic Conference between M'sia and China. I'll definitely look foreward to that one cause the PM should be there (it'll also give me the chance to try out my new suit).
Well, it looks like I might be getting my 4x4 afterall...but that'll happen when I stay in KL more often. I'm hoping to make some friends there. As it is, I managed to get to know some people already and so far, they're all pretty friendly. Lets see if I'll make somemore when I live there on a more semi-permanent basis.
I let the Cat stretch it's legs a little and indulged in some harmless acceleration on the way back. It seemed pretty eager to go and was pretty effortless in hitting speeds which allowed me to overtake many a car on the N-S Highway back. Good to know that when I'm doing that, I don't have passengers that keep reminding me of the limits there.
Well, that's about all that's happening for now. KH is waking up...I think because of the smell of burning luncheon meat.
Wednesday, January 12, 2005
Two weeks...
It's been barely 2 weeks and I've already broken 2 of my New Year's resolutions...oh well, if we had to make resolutions, it's obvious that we're never serious about them.
Been going to HotPrint everyday of this week so far. Weird that although we seem to be getting jobs, the money ain't comin' in. Ah well, gotta have a look at our books pretty soon. Don't know why but so far, I can't even support my car on a monthly basis.
It's a good thing that I've got the Triple-O thing going. And on top of that, perhaps an opportunity to make some moolah on the side managing events as well.
Will be headed to KL on saturday and prolly won't be back till tuesday. Good thing I'm driving up. That way, I can enjoy cruising on the freeway for a couple of hours. I gotta remember to see if my lounge suit still fits...last I tried, all my tailor-made pants are quite a squeeze for me to get my pot-belly into nowadays. Yes, even incredibly skinny people can have pot-bellies. As long as it's not Pork Bellies...
I just realised that for me, 12am-3am working seems to be the most productive. The same number of hours but 12 o'clock difference and you'd see my productivity plummet. No idea why but I do suspect that it's because no one tends to call me past 11.30pm at night.
Recently, however, I've been feeling tired even at 11am! That in itself is pretty amazing for me especially. Ah well...
Been going to HotPrint everyday of this week so far. Weird that although we seem to be getting jobs, the money ain't comin' in. Ah well, gotta have a look at our books pretty soon. Don't know why but so far, I can't even support my car on a monthly basis.
It's a good thing that I've got the Triple-O thing going. And on top of that, perhaps an opportunity to make some moolah on the side managing events as well.
Will be headed to KL on saturday and prolly won't be back till tuesday. Good thing I'm driving up. That way, I can enjoy cruising on the freeway for a couple of hours. I gotta remember to see if my lounge suit still fits...last I tried, all my tailor-made pants are quite a squeeze for me to get my pot-belly into nowadays. Yes, even incredibly skinny people can have pot-bellies. As long as it's not Pork Bellies...
I just realised that for me, 12am-3am working seems to be the most productive. The same number of hours but 12 o'clock difference and you'd see my productivity plummet. No idea why but I do suspect that it's because no one tends to call me past 11.30pm at night.
Recently, however, I've been feeling tired even at 11am! That in itself is pretty amazing for me especially. Ah well...
Thursday, January 06, 2005
Another late night post...
I've been pretty lazy to blog recently. I wonder why. Is it because nothing's happening to me at the moment? Perhaps.
There's something to be said about staying up late at night though. When all's quiet and you hear the occasional chit chat coming from people on their way home, the occasional tap of high heels as the weary return as well.
It's really quiet at 4am in the morning. Only the night owls are still online chatting. It's amazing how difficult it is to chat with someone and arrange for a coffee meetup. I suppose there are some that are more open and relaxed than others.
IRC is a place where people tend to let loose and perhaps go wild a little. Once in a while, you'd chat up with a girl that would wanna meet up with you even though it's an unearthly hour of the day/night.
It's nice but sometimes, you tend to wonder what they're after. Weird ain't it? Here I am commenting about these things, the same things that I do on occasion. Oh well. I'll be headed to bed soon. Just thought I'd put some of the things on my mind on paper - or rather on the web...hahaha
Goodnight everyone!
There's something to be said about staying up late at night though. When all's quiet and you hear the occasional chit chat coming from people on their way home, the occasional tap of high heels as the weary return as well.
It's really quiet at 4am in the morning. Only the night owls are still online chatting. It's amazing how difficult it is to chat with someone and arrange for a coffee meetup. I suppose there are some that are more open and relaxed than others.
IRC is a place where people tend to let loose and perhaps go wild a little. Once in a while, you'd chat up with a girl that would wanna meet up with you even though it's an unearthly hour of the day/night.
It's nice but sometimes, you tend to wonder what they're after. Weird ain't it? Here I am commenting about these things, the same things that I do on occasion. Oh well. I'll be headed to bed soon. Just thought I'd put some of the things on my mind on paper - or rather on the web...hahaha
Goodnight everyone!
Monday, January 03, 2005
Welcome to 2005
My New Year's Resolutions...
1) I will learn to say 'No'
2) I will be more tolerant towards idiots on the road
3) I will not submit to the temptation to speed
Yeap. Those are my resolutions. Hard to believe that 2004 ended already. And it pretty much ended badly for a lot of people. Yes, the Boxing Day earthquake and resulting Tsunami. I feel really bad for the people who've lost friends, relatives, homes and livelyhoods due to this disaster. However, on the flipside, we've never seen the world come together like this before in previous disasters. Perhaps it's about time mankind realised that we're merely tenants on our planet.
It will probably take a disaster of even greater preportions before governments realise that we don't need wars to kill many people and bring misery to thousands and even millions more. Nature has a way of doing it already. But of course, ideologies and beliefs differ and with this differential, there will always be conflict.
Anyway, to everyone out there who's read this, I hope you all have a Safe, Prosperous and Happy 2005.
1) I will learn to say 'No'
2) I will be more tolerant towards idiots on the road
3) I will not submit to the temptation to speed
Yeap. Those are my resolutions. Hard to believe that 2004 ended already. And it pretty much ended badly for a lot of people. Yes, the Boxing Day earthquake and resulting Tsunami. I feel really bad for the people who've lost friends, relatives, homes and livelyhoods due to this disaster. However, on the flipside, we've never seen the world come together like this before in previous disasters. Perhaps it's about time mankind realised that we're merely tenants on our planet.
It will probably take a disaster of even greater preportions before governments realise that we don't need wars to kill many people and bring misery to thousands and even millions more. Nature has a way of doing it already. But of course, ideologies and beliefs differ and with this differential, there will always be conflict.
Anyway, to everyone out there who's read this, I hope you all have a Safe, Prosperous and Happy 2005.
Thursday, December 23, 2004
By Popular Demand...
At the request of several of my so-called "blog fans", I've decided once again to resume my daily (or at least alternate daily) updates of this page with my rants.
I've been addicted to 3 things lately (among my many other addictions). First, Zuma. What is it you might ask. Well, in a nutshell, it's an arcade game that's pretty cute. You can download it for free from http://www.popcap.com and it's pretty addictive and fun. I've managed to get to level 5-4 for now and that seems to be my limit.
Second is Text Twist. It's a PDA game (which makes it all the more addictive cause I've got my PDA with me most of the time now) and it's something like scrabble. Do a google search for it cause I can't for the life of me remember where I got it from.
The last is of course HalfLife 2 and Counter-Strike:Source. An excellent (if I may say so myself) first-person shooter (FPS) which you can either play solo (Halflife) or online with other people (Counter-Strike:Source). The latter comes packaged with the former when you buy it and yes, you need the original since it has to be authenticated online. Forget about just buying it to play solo or offline cause it'll be too much a hassle to do so. Also, you'll be needing a pretty decent broadband internet connection cause the game updates are massive (i.e. over 100MB) etc.
As it is, it already took me more than a couple of hours to download the latest updates and to get the game authenticated online.
Now what have I been up to lately. No idea. The past couple of weeks have been pretty much a daze of running around taking photos of events so much so that I've lost count and can't really remember which ones I went to and which ones I handed over to others to do. I do remember, however, one that I did for Acer. Somehow, that one just sticks in my mind for some reason.
Anyway, I also got a free Creative MuvoFM MP3 player for sticking with Singtel's broadband. Talk about loyalty rewards. They should've given me the iPod Mini cause that's what I really wanted :P Anyway, it's better than nothing and holds 256MB of music/data and works like a thumbdrive so I'm okay with that. Anyway, just enjoying the festive season (although not enjoying getting stuck in traffic @ Orchard Road although that can be fun too cause I be blasting me stereo there HAHAHA!
*EDIT* Oh yeah...and in the past two months of my not updating this blog, my hair's grown back (more or less to its usual mess).
Monday, October 25, 2004
It all started with an MMS...
A lot has happened in the past few days that I've missed out on writing this. I'm not going to put every single detail down but the gist of it is that I found out that people tend to exaggerate.
For example, when I met Ace yesterday, he told me that he started his own photography business. "Good for him" I thought. Then he gave me his website and told me that he had posted some pictures in there. So I went in to take a look while I was at HP. The sure, he had access to certain events and was priviledged enough to photograph a bit celebrity like John Travolta when he toured to Singapore on his Qantas 707.
But upon looking at his namecard, the back of it had things such as "Celebrity photography", "Fashion" and "magazines". His "Magazines" photography were actually advertisement photos that had a lot of touching up in them. So much so that it no longer looked like the original photograph. Still, I suppose it wouldn't really be misrepresentation for him to put that in there.
K commented that he was in the CMI category of photographers and I agree (after looking at his shots posted in the website). Well, like I said, people tend to exaggerate. Especially when it comes to their capabilities.
On another note, I met C on friday morning for pancakes at Novena. I'm still flabbergasted at how my phone number managed to get into her phone. Perhaps sometime back in recent history, someone must have given her my number since I really have no idea who she was. Anyway, after pancakes I went to meet Nick downtown for "lunch" but since it was such a late and heavy breakfast, I passed on ordering more food to stuff myself silly with. The office at FH is decent if small. However, I feel that it will suit our purposes well.
I met Ed along with Nick during lunch...Nick might just be envious but I'd say that Ed is a pretty good looking guy. Anyway, after lunch, I went on to meet A at CP. And by then, I only had a couple of hours to spare before having to pick up SY and the kids home.
It's 3.15am now and I've got a shoot at 8.30 later. 3 hours of sleep might be enough cause I'm definitely still wide awake, even at this ungodly hour. Big sis got a surprise birthday celebration with the rest of the family today. We ate so much that till now, I'm still really quite full. I printed a 22 inch by 14 inch canvas of a family portrait of big sis taken a couple of years back during an XMas dinner at her house and she loved the present. Thank god for K who did all the printing. I feel so indebted to him.
Everything here is silent again as I stay awake in my darkened room typing this out. It felt good spending the weekend with KS and KH. Yesterday, we celebrated Aldon's 1st month anniversary. So I guess it's been pretty much a weekend of family, friends, colleagues and celebrations.
Tuesday, October 12, 2004
Ice Cream!!!!!
Yeah...that's Mainey enjoying her Ice Cream. She was so excited about getting one that honestly, she looked like my LuoHan fish when I'm about to feed him. The excited stare at the Ice-Cream with longing. I met up with her this morning after sending the M6 in for servicing and checking the Jag's remote control cause it seems to suffer from amnesia time and again.
I'm made an appointment to have it checked cause being the idiot that I am, I totally forgot that I need the spare remote in order for them to reprogram the one that's forgetful. Anyway, sufficed to say, I kinda looked like an idiot at Malayan Motors because of that.
I went on down to PS after picking Mainey up and then had Mac's Bfast. I was pretty stuffed by the time we were through cause you know...Mac's Bfast is awesome and I usually overeat when I think that it's awesome.
I then went to get a new Motorola charger since the old one seriously died. We then proceeded to Peninsula to get the strobe fixed (the one that came crashing down yesterday) and Steven said that it would be a couple of weeks. I hope it won't cost us a bomb though. :P
Went on to Funan where I got this awesome S+ARK mouse by Microsoft. It looks really cool (it's the one in the picture). And I'm loving it!
Anyway, after that I dropped Mainey off at Millenia Walk so that she could join Piotr n JuJu for lunch and went off to TM with ST. ST liked the Starfish so I got her one. I think she really likes it heh...had a nice long talk over lunch and coffee before sending her back and heading home to do this. I'm about to go MM to collect my car.
I guess I'll see if they've fixed the passenger sunvisor then.
Monday, October 11, 2004
The Uninvited
Things happened pretty much as planned. I promised to meet ST in the evening as well as have her photo taken.
Anyway, I decided to head to the airport after dropping mom off again to shoot the car in the carpark. I found that carpark some time ago and feel that it's a good spot to take a picture there. However, I felt that it was a little wasted that it had that many lights and that the lights were sodium.
Also, I didn't have the 70 Mz-5 which could be triggered remotely by the 54 Mz-3. Anyway, the 1Ds did what it was supposed to do and I'd say that the photo came up pretty good. Anyway, working with 1 strobe issn't as easy as it seems. Even though I still had the Metz as a fill/bounce I'd much prefer it if I had something more to work with.
Hopefully, KL can pass me the 70 Mz-5 today. I'm gonna have a go at the Agfa Dye-sub to see if it works as nicely as the Canons but based on the review that KL's given it, seems to be workable. Just wish the damn thing didn't cost as much.
ST's got certain angles where she looks good (depending on the lights) and she's quite open to experimentation. I enjoy shooting her. So much so that I'd probably spend lots of time going through the shots I've taken to figure out which are her good angles.
Mainey mentioned that I don't love her anymore. Hmm...it must be due to her PMS that she's behaving this way. Gawd. How could I ever not love her? She's found her polish prince and I'm giving them time and space to be together. Afterall, it's not very nice if I kept calling is it? Poor gal's a little confused as to her position with him though. They refuse to tell each other that they love each other.
Anyway, I'm not sure where I stand in their relationship except that I'm a bystander. I'm viewing it from the outside. And to top it off, I wasn't invited to Jiao Kia's Birthday Party as well. Talk about feeling left out! Oh well.
FreeSpirit
Anyway, I decided to head to the airport after dropping mom off again to shoot the car in the carpark. I found that carpark some time ago and feel that it's a good spot to take a picture there. However, I felt that it was a little wasted that it had that many lights and that the lights were sodium.
Also, I didn't have the 70 Mz-5 which could be triggered remotely by the 54 Mz-3. Anyway, the 1Ds did what it was supposed to do and I'd say that the photo came up pretty good. Anyway, working with 1 strobe issn't as easy as it seems. Even though I still had the Metz as a fill/bounce I'd much prefer it if I had something more to work with.
Hopefully, KL can pass me the 70 Mz-5 today. I'm gonna have a go at the Agfa Dye-sub to see if it works as nicely as the Canons but based on the review that KL's given it, seems to be workable. Just wish the damn thing didn't cost as much.
ST's got certain angles where she looks good (depending on the lights) and she's quite open to experimentation. I enjoy shooting her. So much so that I'd probably spend lots of time going through the shots I've taken to figure out which are her good angles.
Mainey mentioned that I don't love her anymore. Hmm...it must be due to her PMS that she's behaving this way. Gawd. How could I ever not love her? She's found her polish prince and I'm giving them time and space to be together. Afterall, it's not very nice if I kept calling is it? Poor gal's a little confused as to her position with him though. They refuse to tell each other that they love each other.
Anyway, I'm not sure where I stand in their relationship except that I'm a bystander. I'm viewing it from the outside. And to top it off, I wasn't invited to Jiao Kia's Birthday Party as well. Talk about feeling left out! Oh well.
FreeSpirit
Wednesday, October 06, 2004
"You can't handle the truth"
Just realized that some people just can't face the facts and run away. I suppose that's their way of escaping the truth. It's about time that a long hard look in a mirror is taken. And of course, they tell others a different story and lay the blame on some scapegoat.
My snooker sucks. I've managed to badger S into playing another round with me and I still got a big can of whoop ass although it wasn't as big. I love the way S looks when playing. The sheer concentration in her eyes, her posture and poise. Ever so graceful. It's like watching a professional play. Wait a minute, she is kinda semi-pro. She's got lotsa hidden talent but doesn't really brag about it.
We watched Die Another Day later in the evening and all she could say was, "James Bond's car is so cool!". Well, yeah cause it's like and Aston Martin Vanquish V12 babe.
Spent most of the afternoon after my meetings with Maine. She's been a little down lately and desperately needed cheering up. Ah well, that's what I'm good at. Cheering people up. Heh. We bummed around FEP for a while checking out diffferent stores selling so-called "street" accesories as well as a quaint little shop selling women's undergarments at 50% discount (the price, not the amount of material).
Had Chicken Rice for lunch and I can swear that the chicken used was not as tender or yummy as before. Probably frozen chicken. However, that didn't stop me from whalloping down 2 bowls of rice cause I was absolutely farmished.
Maine was going on about her boobs and white top that she was wearing. She swore that they've gotten bigger. Well, maybe Bruce Almighty's been paying her a visit. But later, she figured that it was due to her period and raging hormones that caused the effect.
Maine's a wonderful friend to have. Mature for her age, except when she does the "Hmmm" thing with her eyes opened really big and innocent look. That would really melt any guy into a puddle of goo. She got frustrated and almost burst into tears when I mentioned that she had put the cigarettes into the case the wrong way round though. Gawd, if there's one thing I can't handle, it's a girl sobbing...
FreeSpirit
My snooker sucks. I've managed to badger S into playing another round with me and I still got a big can of whoop ass although it wasn't as big. I love the way S looks when playing. The sheer concentration in her eyes, her posture and poise. Ever so graceful. It's like watching a professional play. Wait a minute, she is kinda semi-pro. She's got lotsa hidden talent but doesn't really brag about it.
We watched Die Another Day later in the evening and all she could say was, "James Bond's car is so cool!". Well, yeah cause it's like and Aston Martin Vanquish V12 babe.
Spent most of the afternoon after my meetings with Maine. She's been a little down lately and desperately needed cheering up. Ah well, that's what I'm good at. Cheering people up. Heh. We bummed around FEP for a while checking out diffferent stores selling so-called "street" accesories as well as a quaint little shop selling women's undergarments at 50% discount (the price, not the amount of material).
Had Chicken Rice for lunch and I can swear that the chicken used was not as tender or yummy as before. Probably frozen chicken. However, that didn't stop me from whalloping down 2 bowls of rice cause I was absolutely farmished.
Maine was going on about her boobs and white top that she was wearing. She swore that they've gotten bigger. Well, maybe Bruce Almighty's been paying her a visit. But later, she figured that it was due to her period and raging hormones that caused the effect.
Maine's a wonderful friend to have. Mature for her age, except when she does the "Hmmm" thing with her eyes opened really big and innocent look. That would really melt any guy into a puddle of goo. She got frustrated and almost burst into tears when I mentioned that she had put the cigarettes into the case the wrong way round though. Gawd, if there's one thing I can't handle, it's a girl sobbing...
FreeSpirit
Monday, October 04, 2004
Time flies
Just got back from the airport and found out that the gate for SQ18's closed. I suppose she'd be getting the "in the event of a water landing" lecture right about now.
It was a tearful goodbye and the CH MoFo was there as well. Didn't have the guts to look me in the eye. Guess now I know what a chicken he really is.
She should be arriving in BC in about 18 hours I guess, plus the 1 hour transit in Seoul. Right about morning there too. Damn I remember my JAL flight 18 years ago...I waas a 15 year old kid travelling on my own (the fourth time I can consciously remember taking a plane) and trasiting in Narita, Japan. I had like 12 hours to kill at Narita Hotel and about US$50 in my pocket along with a couple of coupons for meals.
Boy was I tempted to order room service but the money I had didn't get me far. But I distinctly remember jumping on the bed with joy at the new found freedom I had of not having any parents around. I was 15 years old and I was travelling ALONE! To a distant country where I didn't know anyone and was one of the coolest places on earth!
What irritated me though was the customs and immigration people back then. The Japanese dude didn't speak english, and the flight attendants all thought I was japanese and started conversing with me in Japanese...they were like super shocked to learn that I didn't have anyone with me and that I was only 15 (apparently, anyone under the age of 15 in some places had to be accompanied by an adult 21 years and above). What were my parents thinking?
Well, I'm glad I didn't get too lost and sold off to some third world country as a slave. HaHaHa...a bad slave I would've been too.
Anyway, R called me up last night to apologise for her behaviour. She was like "Oh I'm sorry and shit" and then, blamed me for being oversensitive. Oh well, you can't have the cake and eat it too I guess.
She's taken off now, and I'm sure I'll miss her. I guess I have until January before seeing her again. Can't wait.
It was a tearful goodbye and the CH MoFo was there as well. Didn't have the guts to look me in the eye. Guess now I know what a chicken he really is.
She should be arriving in BC in about 18 hours I guess, plus the 1 hour transit in Seoul. Right about morning there too. Damn I remember my JAL flight 18 years ago...I waas a 15 year old kid travelling on my own (the fourth time I can consciously remember taking a plane) and trasiting in Narita, Japan. I had like 12 hours to kill at Narita Hotel and about US$50 in my pocket along with a couple of coupons for meals.
Boy was I tempted to order room service but the money I had didn't get me far. But I distinctly remember jumping on the bed with joy at the new found freedom I had of not having any parents around. I was 15 years old and I was travelling ALONE! To a distant country where I didn't know anyone and was one of the coolest places on earth!
What irritated me though was the customs and immigration people back then. The Japanese dude didn't speak english, and the flight attendants all thought I was japanese and started conversing with me in Japanese...they were like super shocked to learn that I didn't have anyone with me and that I was only 15 (apparently, anyone under the age of 15 in some places had to be accompanied by an adult 21 years and above). What were my parents thinking?
Well, I'm glad I didn't get too lost and sold off to some third world country as a slave. HaHaHa...a bad slave I would've been too.
Anyway, R called me up last night to apologise for her behaviour. She was like "Oh I'm sorry and shit" and then, blamed me for being oversensitive. Oh well, you can't have the cake and eat it too I guess.
She's taken off now, and I'm sure I'll miss her. I guess I have until January before seeing her again. Can't wait.
Sunday, October 03, 2004
Tattoos and Marriages
Most people discourage me from getting a tattoo. Some of them say it's the permanance factor that I'll have to consider very carefully.
Well, lets put it this way, I jumped into a marriage (which is supposed to be kinda permanent as well issn't it?); okay, so you can file for a divorce if you're really unhappy with it. How about kids? Once you have them, you can't get rid of them can you? That's kinda permanent as well. Duh.
So a tattoo is permanent. Yeah, but it doesn't have to be shown all the time. Unlike your family, kids etc etc. There are ways of hiding a tattoo. Afterall, Angelina Jolie has a fair number of them and they had to digitally remove them from her films. So that wasn't so much of a problem.
Times have changed. Of course I'm not gonna draw all over my body...just a small 8cmx4cm one at the bicep would be nice. It would be tasteful. I really don't think I'd get carried away with them.
It's Sunday night and everyone's home. KS and KH are both about to fall asleep and SY's bugging me to turn off the computer and lights since I'm writing this from my bed. Nah...not gonna happen just yet. Got some emails to send out and chee hong friends to flame.
Talking about CH guys, there are some guys that one should never introduce female friends to. They don't give a shit if she came with your or not and just take over cause they're feeling lonely, dejected and horny. Well, I guess their moralistic principle is "I managed to chat her up so too bad for you that she's going off with me instead" - well, it's not the first time he's done it but I think it's the first time he was actually succesful; and that truely surprised me.
Yeah...well, that's life huh?
FreeSpirit
Well, lets put it this way, I jumped into a marriage (which is supposed to be kinda permanent as well issn't it?); okay, so you can file for a divorce if you're really unhappy with it. How about kids? Once you have them, you can't get rid of them can you? That's kinda permanent as well. Duh.
So a tattoo is permanent. Yeah, but it doesn't have to be shown all the time. Unlike your family, kids etc etc. There are ways of hiding a tattoo. Afterall, Angelina Jolie has a fair number of them and they had to digitally remove them from her films. So that wasn't so much of a problem.
Times have changed. Of course I'm not gonna draw all over my body...just a small 8cmx4cm one at the bicep would be nice. It would be tasteful. I really don't think I'd get carried away with them.
It's Sunday night and everyone's home. KS and KH are both about to fall asleep and SY's bugging me to turn off the computer and lights since I'm writing this from my bed. Nah...not gonna happen just yet. Got some emails to send out and chee hong friends to flame.
Talking about CH guys, there are some guys that one should never introduce female friends to. They don't give a shit if she came with your or not and just take over cause they're feeling lonely, dejected and horny. Well, I guess their moralistic principle is "I managed to chat her up so too bad for you that she's going off with me instead" - well, it's not the first time he's done it but I think it's the first time he was actually succesful; and that truely surprised me.
Yeah...well, that's life huh?
FreeSpirit
Saturday, October 02, 2004
4 Days and 4 Nights and 4 Minutes
7 days I do not post and people start complaining. Is my writing really that entertaining a read? A lot happens in 96 hours. J was frantic in figuring out what to buy so that she steals the show from the bride at a wedding dinner, photos of MCS were taken, a bright yellow FD RX-7 has been parked outside my mom's house (under the mango tree - what a dumb fuck), I got a tattoo (so what if it's airbrushed), a new cigarette box that's out of this world, got paid five-hundred bucks (for 5 hours' work), took some interesting photos, covered Takashimaya's 11th Anniversary D&D, felt like a fool (that only happened last night though), and consumed more MacDonald's ¼ Pounders than anyone else I know.
I so love the airbrush tattoo. Think I might actually go out n get a real one. That's probably gonna happen next week. We'll see. I also love the ciggy box that I got. It's fantastic. The ciggy pops up just enough for me to grip it with my lips. And to think that Mainey didn't think that it would pop up :P I'm just wondering how long the spring will last though.
Got a mild headache now. I suppose it could've come from the lack of sleep and the booze that I consumed at Balaclava and Eastside last night after work. I remember J saying something about someone a week (or two) ago. "Phew. I couldn't wait for him to leave." Yeah well, I guess it must've been what she probably said to C last night as well. I stuck around cause I really had nowhere else to go and nothing else to do. Besides, I needed the time for the booze to settle before driving home.
And yes, I was way below the limit. I only had 4 beers the whole night. And 1 of the beers was with food. Anyway, I guess that's why I feel the fool in me. Sometimes, I just don't get the hint. Ah well, c'est la vie, oui?
I've been hung up on retro music lately. Well, at least it's not retro dance music although kids here tend to dance to tunes such as "we didn't start the fire". I'll have to admit though, the lyrics of the song are just fantastic. Talking about what happened from the 40s to the 80s. Harry Truman, Doris Day, Studebakers, North Korea, Marrilyn Monroe (Norma Gene was her birth name by the way) etc...the song just summarizes a whole generation in 4 minutes.
Sometimes, I do wish I was some American hippie back in the 60s and 70s. Too bad I was born a decade late. Although I must say, that I did experience the cold war a little. Krushchev and Reagan at it, Jimmy Carter as President, men on the moon, the fall of the communism etc...and I understood what was going on then!
Tuesday was a kinda weird day. In that 1 day, I saw 2 Maseratis. 1 was the fantastic Quattroporte and the other, the Coupe Cambiocorsa. I think, ever since my dad got the brochure for the Maserati 420, 220 and Spyder back in the 80s sent to him, I've been in love with that brand. The Shamal and Ghibli...argh...mouth watering absolutely!
What are Italians good at? 3 things. Cars, Soccer and Fashion. Think Lamborghini, Ferarri, Maserati, Lancia etc, Inter Milan et al and Giorgio Armani, Versace and what have you. If you add female butt pinching, that'd be 4 things they're good at I suppose.
Ah well. It's been an interesting week to say the least. And yeah, I gotta go for Prata and Eggs again since they lifted the ban on eggs coming in from some Malaysian poultry farms. Time to call Jiao Kia I suppose. :)
FreeSpirit
I so love the airbrush tattoo. Think I might actually go out n get a real one. That's probably gonna happen next week. We'll see. I also love the ciggy box that I got. It's fantastic. The ciggy pops up just enough for me to grip it with my lips. And to think that Mainey didn't think that it would pop up :P I'm just wondering how long the spring will last though.
Got a mild headache now. I suppose it could've come from the lack of sleep and the booze that I consumed at Balaclava and Eastside last night after work. I remember J saying something about someone a week (or two) ago. "Phew. I couldn't wait for him to leave." Yeah well, I guess it must've been what she probably said to C last night as well. I stuck around cause I really had nowhere else to go and nothing else to do. Besides, I needed the time for the booze to settle before driving home.
And yes, I was way below the limit. I only had 4 beers the whole night. And 1 of the beers was with food. Anyway, I guess that's why I feel the fool in me. Sometimes, I just don't get the hint. Ah well, c'est la vie, oui?
I've been hung up on retro music lately. Well, at least it's not retro dance music although kids here tend to dance to tunes such as "we didn't start the fire". I'll have to admit though, the lyrics of the song are just fantastic. Talking about what happened from the 40s to the 80s. Harry Truman, Doris Day, Studebakers, North Korea, Marrilyn Monroe (Norma Gene was her birth name by the way) etc...the song just summarizes a whole generation in 4 minutes.
Sometimes, I do wish I was some American hippie back in the 60s and 70s. Too bad I was born a decade late. Although I must say, that I did experience the cold war a little. Krushchev and Reagan at it, Jimmy Carter as President, men on the moon, the fall of the communism etc...and I understood what was going on then!
Tuesday was a kinda weird day. In that 1 day, I saw 2 Maseratis. 1 was the fantastic Quattroporte and the other, the Coupe Cambiocorsa. I think, ever since my dad got the brochure for the Maserati 420, 220 and Spyder back in the 80s sent to him, I've been in love with that brand. The Shamal and Ghibli...argh...mouth watering absolutely!
What are Italians good at? 3 things. Cars, Soccer and Fashion. Think Lamborghini, Ferarri, Maserati, Lancia etc, Inter Milan et al and Giorgio Armani, Versace and what have you. If you add female butt pinching, that'd be 4 things they're good at I suppose.
Ah well. It's been an interesting week to say the least. And yeah, I gotta go for Prata and Eggs again since they lifted the ban on eggs coming in from some Malaysian poultry farms. Time to call Jiao Kia I suppose. :)
FreeSpirit
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