Hangover

I'm pooped big time. Reached home at 7 this morning, woke up 4 hours later to relieve my parched throat. Alcohol and boogieing all night can turn grapes to raisins......

Then I puked again.
Some yellowish liquid.. And the whole world reeled and the toilet reeked of vomit.
What a mighty fine way to start the day eh. Took a hot shower.. then crashed till 4.

Post MOS
Took an hour plus to recover after clubbing. Fell in and outta consciousness at Mac's.. Luckily Drix was there to babysit me. THANKS BRO *MUAKS* Funny thing is he even had time to polish off a big breakfast (~_~) After puking felt much better. AAaaAahhHhh...

MOS
Oh and I bumped into darling Kate at the club! Haha.. it was THAT eerie: We were at the bar, then Drix asked me, "Is that Kate?". I looked at the girl behind me and YES, IT'S HER!!! Unbelievable.. MOS so freaking BIG and yet we bumped into each other =D She's with this Danny fella, quite cute la. Chatty fella too.. kept suanning me at Mac's when I was trying to sober myself. Idiotttt....

So yeah, I finally went MOS last night. Woohoo! That place is HUMONGOUS man.. A bit confusing initially coz me nor drix nor jason have been there before. Heh our VIRGIN night. Big big big big big is an understatement I tell you. There's even escalators inside, haha unbelievable!
Smoove Room's my fave. Central Arena's too stuffy and "40's" for my liking. Bouncers were all nice and polite gentle giants =D Really liked their service and the way they patiently answered my questions.

Danced and danced and danced all night. Leg muscles severely put to the test. Yesterday evening I even did cardio before meeting them can???? SUPER TIrinG. Somemore my cardio was 40 storeys stairclimbing (>.@)

Hangover
And so, i'm here blogging while drinking warm honey water. After that puking in the morning, took a hot shower and made myself some peppery maggi soup. Everytime after drinking session I'd crave for something steaming hot and peppery and saltish..

Des told me to take tomato juice/gatorade/any drink that's sweet. And keep drinking water. Dunno later can meet him or not. I think I sure look like shit. Haha

Swings

Bad, mood swings.

Evil, mood swings.

Throws a woman off rationality, and causes her to think terrible thoughts.

Suddenly she blows up every single peasy incident and starts linking everything together. And thinking the worst of e-very-thing.

Over-sensitive, maybe.

Or it could be, that only in times like this that people are tested and show their true intentions. It is not about her being oversensitive. It is the reality being shown to her; the painful, utter truth that is making her blue instead?

Time for my cave. I'm getting much too involved than I'd like. Whether I do come back like a rubber band or not, is inconsequential.

After all, there's no obligations.

What do you think?

Lust

I cannot sleep.

Just had a 'sauna shower', the type where you crank up the heater till your whole bathroom's fogged up. Supposed to relax your nerves.... soothe your soul... clear your mind........

Bullshit. Yoga-ish crap.

Reason for my sleeplessness is lust. Was at Geylang Lor 9 having beef hor fun and teh, then Drix suggested go jalan 'see scenery'. So we risked our lives and our insurance policies, crossed the crazy road with a thousand and one cars zipping across at any one time, over to the other side.

Where there's more 'chicks', pardon the pun.

Now this ain't my first time in Geylang's red light district. But tonight was different. The last time I went deep into the labryinth was seated comfortably AND safely in Nelson's red MRS. We could look and smile from behind our windows, and with the rest of my body safely behind the metal door.

Tonight we walked INto the streets. Me teethering behind them two. My initial nonchalence started to quake when I saw more and more AND MORE men. In packs, in droves. Scattered, squatted, all over the street with a cigarette outta their mouths.

Ahead of us there was a heavyduty spot light shining on one of the streets' intersections. In the middle was an ice-cream pushcart. There were men, and women standing around or having ice-cream.

But this scene is not outside a school per se.
It's outside two HOTELS.

And the nightmare begins. I wasn't following them as closely. And Drix was looking at them girls. I was suddenly at that junction where most likely, meat is hung up for sale and interested bidders. My hair stood and I felt nauseous. The air around me smelt too lustful and the stench of it was so over-empowering, I felt lost and panicked.

"Shouldn't bring girls here," Des said.
"Let's go," Drix got his point.

I practically forced my legs to move. Yes, it was that bad. I know there's a business like this going on in most parts of the world. But to be in the midst of it while trades were exchanged and FEELING YOU'RE BEING 'CALCULATED' made the whole thing fucking queasy.

And all those men. I see fathers, uncles, grandfathers even. Who knows some might be my same block neighbours. It caused me to think about the significance of marriage and relationships. When they're there, where's the responsibility and obligation to the avowed promise made when they decided to get married? A relationship and marriage signifies that both of you are committed to each other EXCLUSIVELY. it is the two of yours RESPONSIBILITY to keep it an exciting, interesting, and enjoyable journey.

Then I uttered outta exasperation,
"It's just so sian. Dunno if next time my hubby will be like that or not..." and kept quiet the rest of the journey.

It's like we've come so far, evolved to become smarter and faster. Yet we cannot control our lust? To me it's mind over body anytime. If a guy can't keep it in his pants, then I think he's no more than the stray cats/dogs who hump around every night.

Tue Talk

Nothing much really. Rather quiet week it's been..... Tue was the more memorable day.

Was out with them two. Did soulbaring over some drinks. It's been sometime since I mentioned "death", "panadol" and a thousand other things that happened...

Really caught myself by surprise this time cos the recollection was so easy. Even emotions I felt that time stayed fresh...

My mood was affected thereafter. Just very overwhelmed by the memories. All those flashbacks reminded me of how long a journey it's been. Weariness suddenly takes over and I felt momentarily stumped. Just dunno how to react at all...

Reached home and Des text me asking if there's anything more I wanna say. I thought I had said it all? No, you were more relating what happened. you didn't talk about how you feel.

True...

It took me 10 minutes to think what to reply. In essence, it was about:

- People who truly loved me leaving me
- Drix's words about loving myself more and taking care of myself more. It got me thinking: 6 years already.. have I been taking good care of myself as I should?
- And lastly, so much has happened. Have I matured from those incidents, or am I still very much the same?

Des was encouraging, and I'm very thankful for that.. He reminded me of "being truthful to oneself is vry vry hard bt not impossible" and to have faith "dat u will be loved again". Also told him some misgivings I had, which really sorted things out.

We went to sleep at 1230, with him reminding me (yet again) that "the future lies in de full acceptance of one's CHARACTER.. dis den will der be happiness ;)"

G'day Yesterday

Lunch
Lunch with my musketeers at Ikea! Woohoo! Meatballs, meatballs. Chant my Cravings department. Jes rang me when I was 10m away from the entrance.

Toot toot.. toot toot... Thought it was Jes's incoming line. After hanging up, realised it was mine.
2 missed calls from Des. Then the message:
"Hey rlly rlly sry man. i just woke up... fell asleep last nite. dunno y so sleepy. sry sry sry.... wru?"
The anger was gone by this morning. But I still don't wanna sound too friendly.
"At alexandra waiting for friends. Meeting dem for lunch"
"Ok gd. rlly sry.. i did go serangoon, den went hm. den dad used car. den slpt. den woke up. den msg u"
I didn't bother to reply till much later. Slid the phone into my front pocket.

Lunch was deliciously yummy. Hey wat d'ya expect? 3 lovely head-turning babes enjoying comfort food and company of great chums. Came home with a contended smile on my face. The pouring rainstorm didn't dampen my mood one bit.

Dinner
Best way to spend weekends is either to try out famous foods; go beach have a nice quiet stroll; catch a good movie; or have good conversation over coffee/beer and smokes. I did ALL last night. Heh heh.

Went TPY Lorong 2 for the infamous fried hokkien prawn noodle. SOOOOO much lard!!!! My GAWD. I almost died of artery blockage. Had rojak, oh-jian, and phad thai too. Des was so stuffed, he kept taking deep breaths while driving. Cracked me up big time.

Post dinner
Suggested East Coast to stroll away the stuffed-finess. Haven't been there for more than 6 months. So much has changed. So happening now. So much memories as I walked along the sandy stretch.

Best surprise of the night was the 'live' concert. Band's pretty tight. Recorded their version of Scars by Papa Roach. Live bands make my night anytime man.

Just as we had expanded some calories, we promptly put them back again. Complaining "very full, very full" as we downed the beer. Haha.. Singaporeans. Talked quite a bit. Really enjoyed the night. Ambience rocks. Accompanied by attentive service, a full bright moon, and the relaxed beachy atmosphere...... Four thumbs up!

Midnight movie
Went Marina Sq to catch Firewall. Pretty good show......... UNTIL the ending. It was like.. let me see how best to describe it. *thinks* Ok it's like you have this constant rumbling in your tummy since morning that tells u it's BIG SHIT this time. And you run to the nearest loo you can find and prepares for the bombing of your life.............. When all you let out is a pathetic short fart so inconspicious you wonder if you had farted at all.

It was like that for the show. Paul Bettany was E-V-I-L.. so devilish looking that the White Witch will look like a Precious Moments doll right next to him. Kudos to the guy who got whacked thrice by angry Harrison Ford. He's cute!!! What can I say.... humans are visual creatures.

Choice

Nope. I'm not gonna mope.
Not gonna kb the house down about being put aeroplane (again) by you-know-who-you-are.
Not gonna throw tantrums by not replying to ur smses (which btw is ZERO from your side since 7plus last evening).
Not gonna AWOL u. Not gonna kick up a huge bloody fuss.
Not gonna lament about how insensitive stupid males are.
Not gonna cry that it's the end of the world cos I'm starting to mix this incident up with the crap I'm getting at the office.
Not gonna think the worst of humans.

Nope. Not gonna do all dat.

Instead I'll CHOOSE to think about how sweet people can be.
How my favoritest-and-most-dependable gal buddy gave me precious advice on Thurs night when I was seriously depressed.
How her words gave me strength and reminded me of the goodness in mankind.
How she led me back to the importance of spiritual nourishment. Which I guiltily, have forsaken due to forgotten reasons.
And how I heeded her advice and prayed to The-One-watching-over-us before I slept.
The words came clumsily in staggered statements at first. But after that everything came gushing out. Including my tears.

I'm gonna remember how I felt better the next day. More peace, less anger..
I'm gonna remember the goodness in humans and be unaffected by their ugliness.

I choose, therefore I am.

Not worth it

Removed the last entry cos it's not worth mentioning.
Not anymore that is.
Sick of this whole shit.

The Boat and the Anchor

This is the story of a boat
Whose helm and hull had weathered
the brutal winds of change
the ruthless pelts of rain
And continues its journey in an aimless toneless drift.

The boat never had an anchor
Never had one of those advanced roaring motor machines
Never had oars
nor a rope that one can lead it back to shore
it was just there,
floating in the open seas

Then one day someone found her
the vastest of waters and yet he chanced upon her
She sailed along with him, the One with the anchor
And the boat was happy
for it never had to succumb to the ceaseless waves again
she had found what she needed
she was contented.

But nothing lasts forever;
the Anchor was gone not soon after.
Taken away by cruel contemptuous circumstances
beauty robbed away by time
and the boat was on its own again

Drifting without clear direction
while searching for reasons to continue on
a boat without an anchor
a girl without a purpose

Slim IS in

Got a hot new phone yesterday! Traded in my 7260 for 130bucks. $530 for the no-contract Samsung D820. Just launched less than a week ago. The slimmest slider phone in the market now. Check out the photo >>



Decided on this over Nokia 6280. Change is good.. I've been Nokia-ing since my first phone 7 years back. Okok I admit - Nokia N91 ain't out yet. Till it's released, I'll just enjoy this black beauty first.

I LOVEEEE this phone. It's the type that grows on you with its nifty add-ons and quirky surprises. Really have to take my hat off the manufacturer's thoughtfulness.

First, it comes with a AV input cable so you can beam ur photos and videos on tele/projector. And the PC studio software allows you to do sound editing, so you can cut your own unique MP3s and save to your PC and/or phone. I can even send smses using my PC!! Now how cool's that? Definitely gonna help when I'm working and lazy to thumb messages.

Best part is it works as a mini PPCP. Of cos it doesn't have any Windows app, but you can sync it to your Outlook and everything's zimmed-banged-and-weshed into your phone. No need to tediously type reminders and stuff using the teeny alpha keypad! Great for folks like me who qwerty more than 8x5 every week.

After Nano, this is my happiest purchase as yet. Not to mention both are incredibly thin AND sexy. What can I say? I should start dieting to look like that too.

Dunno

One week liao. Mouldy liao.
I was out most nights or too tired to blog. So eventful!! Dunno where to start....
And thinking back now, I really cannot recall what I did for this week.

*Pause*

Ok Monday I didn't go out... I THINK.......YEah. Caught "So you think you can dance" on tele.
Tue wanted to get my new phone. But didn't cos no stock (damn!). Met with Kate to talk shop and went IndoChine for drinks.
Wed was Linda's birthday celebration.. Thurs home. Fri went home at 7 to change. Met up with S and Jacob at Meritus Mandarin for late night drinks.

Work-wise? Busy busy busy. Had meeting after meeting today. Met up with a design house with Ig and once again, chemistry plus the (fire)works. Dunno and don't care where all this will lead to.. Gotta save my braincells for more important things like increasing my vitamin M supply.

Later meeting Stefan to get my phone. Hope can get it.. Samsung D820C!!! Don't know, might change my mind and set on 6280. Good ol' Nokia :D

Haiya dunno lah.. See how.

P.S.: The last line has been my repeated broken-recorder line for this week. Thought I'll do it justice by putting it on my beloved blog. Grins.

Weekend

Just got home. Pretty unusual for someone who spends Sat nights and Sun mornings on movies/pool/crap/supper.

BTW this entry's gonna be a bit lohsoh. But hey!!! It's my first office move so better write everything down to preserve the memories. Bear with me eh?

Office move yesterday
Anyways. Yesh 'unusual' is DEE word. We officially moved office yesterday. Servers and comps were shut down at 10am sharp, and the madcap-11th-hour packing begins. Tiring? Bet my fat ass on it. Bought the applications fellas coffee and told Mike to get them lunch.. Least help I could offer.

Had lunch at like 4. "Lunner"'s more apt (late lunch + early dinner). Unpacked, unpacked, unpacked AND unpacked till 8. Whole pack of us went smoking in between. Even those who seldom smoke also went along. Fatigue bah....

Balik kampong at 8. Dinner at 8plus 9... Des wanted supper but I wanted movies. Ice Age 2 is GOOD!!!! Laughed till my tummy ached at some parts. Crashed at 0230.

Office move today
THe usual suspects: Marketing, CS gals, sales guys, and technical blokes. Time of mischief: 0900. Crime scene: J8 mac's. Ha no lah, just tryin to pull a CSI off.

Adjourned to new office after makan. SUPER tiring................... All I can say is I was on my feet the whole of 10 hours on and off today. And THAT doesn't include the 40min walk I took to J8 this morning.

Tomorrow goin Ikea early in the morn. Needa get deco items for the plain (read: boring) office. ST Electronics's CEO is coming on Monday for official opening wei.. Must make everything swee swee for him else super lau kwee.

Oh yeaa and desk stationery for the sales fellas. Wonder how late I'll stay this time. Hmm..

Verdict: Office moving IS the most laborious thing I've ever done. ZZZZzzzzz..