friends

friends. who are they?

r they the ones who help u up when u falter? r they the ones who would share joy n sorrow together with u? r they the ones who would go through thick and thin with u?
definitely.

those r ur friends. n i have very few of those.

so wat do i have?

i have brothers n sisters. not for wat they've done for me or wat i expect them to do, but for wat i am willing to do for them. i will help those whom i think need help. i will pick up the fallen ones. i will laugh with them when they're happy, weep with them in times of sorrow, pay with them when the tab comes, fight alongside them when they get into brawls, be a fool with them when they're in a playful mood, n bleed with them when the need arises.

alas, for that i have lost much. i used to have lots of those friends. i used to do everything for them. but they took me for granted. they have taken so much advantage of me that there was a period when i thought giving in to them was the only way. only recently, long after i have broken contact with them, have i come to understand that these people were not my friends. i should not have done so much for them. y? because they never appreciated me or wat i have done for them.

i still do these things. but only for selected people, for those whom i think r worth my time n effort. others might think i'm a selfish n uncaring bastard, but those others r probably also the ones who made me this way. to those people, or anyone else, ask urself: wat have u done for me in all those long years when we were still friends? i thought about this question. i thought long n hard, n u know wat, i can't come up with a single instance.

so y do all those motivation lines n speeches only revolve around wat ur friends do for u, n not wat u do for ur friends? how come they seem to dive straight into the details n miss the big picture entirely? u r the one who's living the life. u r the one who's paying the taxes. u r the one who's celebrating the birthday. u r the one who's making all the rules. so ask urself this: r u doing enough for these friends of urs? r u as selfless as u wish ur friends were?

well, i do wish everyone's as selfless as i hope i am, but that's just wishful thinking.

n this is the wrong place to post this, because we all know how the locals behave. most can't even be bothered to help out when the person beside them slips n falls on a rainy day, or lend a helping hand to the shocked driver in a traffic accident. but i just had to say it out somewhere, n here's as good a place as any.

n i'm really, really bored right now, n feeling abit emo. well, happens to everybody once in a while, n i'm not immune.

countdown

set up a meeting with law n yan for dinner at the usual place. ordered for them before they arrived, as requested by law, who said they'd reach in no time.

halfway through my food i started to wonder wat was taking them so long. it's just a short ride from his place to mine... did something happen? decided to finish with the meal first, n if they weren't here by then, i'd ride out to search for them.

last spoonful... getting real worried now... wat's keeping them? just as the spoon entered my mouth they sat down at the table... mentally chastised myself for thinking so much in the first place. but then that's me, the worrier.

turns out something did happen.

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law n yan were just leaving the house when they got stopped by his mum...

law's mum: lawlen ah! 你睡醒到現在還沒有喝水, 要不要喝?
law: 我現在出去吃飯, 順便喝水.
law's mum: 你睡醒到現在還沒有喝水, 要不要喝?
law: ........
law's mum: 還是要喝奶? (holding up a bag of milk)
law: ... ok... 我現在喝...

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ok...

so anyway we finished our dinner n went to mount faber to look at the christmas tree they put up there...

it was nothing much to look at, really. so we improvised.

lightsaber

headdress

electrocution


then we headed for lido to meet up with yan's friend. she wanted to hand something over to said friend. after leaving the mountain we ended up at a red light near yan's workplace...

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note: never ask miss neo for road directions.

me: u know how to go to lido from here?
yan: ya. 這個 junction 轉右, 然後直直直直直直直直直直...
me: .......
law: 我知道了, 你跟著我就行了.
me: ok. miss neo..... directions 不是這樣給的......

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we got lost in the end... er, well...

anyway, moving on, when we finally got our bearings n were going in the right direction, yan suddenly changed the rendezvous with her friend to cineleisure...

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yan's friend was quite funny. forgot her name though...
你的名真的是 bear 啊? 怎麼講? 是 bear(4) 還是 bear(2)? 等下叫得太親切怕你不習慣...
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after a 20min stopover we headed for marina square to play pool n watch 我是傳說. nice show, though a tad lacking in character development.

thus was our christmas used up.

presents

law n yim both celebrated their birthdays on the 20th. saw more friends from yim's side, but law got more presents in the end. so it evens out somehow.

t'was a happening party. for me, ain't so sure bout the others. lots of booze. yeah, lots. n wt's friends were a real sport, taught me lots of new n interesting games. i applaud their patience.

couldn't indulge in the drinking, though.. din wan the powerhouse event to have a sequel. more important, though, i still had to drive the next day, so i held back on the drinks.. drank only wat the guys gave to me, not concocting any of my own. i know i could have taken more. but then as the night wore on the time left for sleeping it off reduced at an alarming rate, so i finally took a nap at 6am.

woke up. groggy, but no hangover. my abstinence worked. yeeha!

after dropping the others home me n bekev landed at his place for him to freshen up, n then back to my place for much the same reason. after that we struck chiap lee to get our personal present for law. we knew he'd wanted it for so long, but never got around to getting it. well anyway, we made short work with the selecting n rushed back to my place to wrap it up.

went straight back out to meet up with them for dinner n a movie, leaving the present at my place. warlords this time, not too bad. anyway after the show we managed to trick law back to my place...

pics fom the party will have to wait. not done compiling them from the various cameras.

laughing spell

just got back from tai hin. law needed to service his bike. after that we went shopping for his side mirrors. fruitless. none of the mirrors we looked at were good enough for his bike; they all looked like shit.

after that we took serangoon road back. no idea y, but it's my favourite road. had to make a pit stop at the salon first; i forgot to take my book with me when i left the place yesterday.

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my account

law reached first.
i reached, moved the bike around abit. parked.
got off the bike, switched off the engine n took the key out.
opened the box n walked in without turning back.

law's account

law reached first. wanted to park properly.
i reached, cut into his path, n parked the bike there.
"eh, neh neh!"
i got off the bike, switched off the engine.
"eh, neh neh!"
i opened the box n walked away.
"eh neh neh!!"
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i had not an inkling he was talking to me. cos, well, i had my earphones on n was listening to my songs. so when i walked out 20 seconds later with the music off, he said it again.

law: u neh neh!
me: wat?
law: u neh neh! i call u neh neh 3 times n u never heard...
me: y? wat?

after the explanation, i was laughing so hard i couldn't keep my bike straight. laughed all the way back to my place.

n when we reached, i was still laughing away through my helmet. i just couldn't stop no matter wat. think i kenna the laughing spree virus.

law couldn't take it anymore, so he did the russell peters trademark move.

"eeeehhhhhhhhhhhh.......!"


the neh neh

i dun believe!

my sister landed today. thirteen-hour flight time. must have been hard on her. in the business class. claimed she din have the dough for an air ticket, so she redeemed dad's krisflyer miles to a BUSINESS CLASS ticket. how come she din call home for financial reinforcement first, dammit? n does she mean to say the economy class lands elsewhere? that idiot...

well anyway, she came into my room n we had a ciggie before i left for the photoshoot.

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sister's in-flight escapade
their food right, is served in portions one. so i was very tired wat, then one course come, i finish, then i fall asleep, one course come, i finish, then i fall asleep. like that leh! 3 times ok! then when the dessert came i told them i dun wan liao. i needed sleep. then the chair right? i dunno how to adjust the back to go down. i only know how to move the legs one. then i dun wan to ask people cos they might think i'm retarded or wat. then half the flight i was sleeping like that(straightened her legs n kept her back upright). then when i woke up my back very pain then i press the button to ask the stewardess how to adjust back down. then, wah, shiok! i was the only asian there. u know the rest of the people all ang moh right? then the stewardesses cannot pronounce their names. so when we got off the plane all of them say "goodbye miss ang! goodbye miss ang!" to me, then never say that to the ang mohs. only me.. wah... (clasps her hands together) like princess!
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on learning i have a blog now: u got blog ah? give me the number.

smlj!!!!

she also informed me the name by which her mainland friends address her.

u know my name is called renne. renne right? all my friends from china call me aneh aneh.

wat the hell...

n she gave me this.. it's so puny i'm afraid i'd accidentally crush it..yes, i know i will. live fast, die young, n leave a good-looking corpse. that's the motto.

just found out my sista n braddar both have blogs. since ages ago... i'm so slow can.....

just read a few of their posts. some r uber smlj hilarious. anyway i'll provide links once they approve it.

moolahs from the sky

hit sim lim today with my mum. required a speedlite 430ex with omni bounce, but apparently MY MUM wasn't happy with MY camera. yes, the one she never uses cos it's too complicated for her.

therefore my serving of the loot amounted to:
speelite 580ex(the more up adaptation, most up in fact)
omni bounce diffuser
battery grip
2 batteries
4gb memory card
tub of 50pc sony dvd-r
firewire
20 aa batteries
tub of ben n jerry's chunky monkey
2 boxes of tic tac

!!!!!!!!
i'm stunned myself.

n my camera now looks like...

apparently, contrary to popular belief, she hasn't used up all her 4d money yet..

then she wanted to get some wrapping paper n tape to do up her friends' christmas presents. din know she was into this crap now...

went to compasspoint to get her items. stopped at level 3, where popular is, n she wandered into a shop nonchalantly. stayed outside n waited for her, cos i thought she was just gonna take a look or wat.

15min passed n still no sign of her..
walked in to find her at the cashier making payment.

for all this crap!


that wasn't the scary thing though...

SMLJ!!!! $98.70 for that load of crapshit stuff!!!!!!!!!


n that ain't all. i told her i was gonna buy some batts for tomoro's photoshoot, so we busted into shop n save at the basement. i got wat i needed, along with....
2 tins of biscuits n loads of candy

thank god we din queue at the express lane. our purchase items increased with every step toward the cashier, n by the time we got there, the statistic had failed the express queue requirement...

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in-car-entertainment on the way home:
(all exchange in hokkien)

me: 哇咾, 今天死背steam, 出來這麼久...
mum: 有很久meh? 你放一盆屎就要三個鐘, 還敢講!
me: eh-heh... 沒啦! 我還有看 youtube 的 top gear 啦!
mum: 吓! 講什麼! 我等你這麼久, 原來你在玩 computer!
oops...

corrupt company

me n law have been talking about it for so long... today we finally did it.


bear, bekev, law n yan were here~~~


not exactly spacious here. our helmets were reduced to sitting on the floor..


bekev's food. the worst of us all. ever tried char siew? this is the chicken version.


somebody evidently hates carrot. somebody.


mine


bekev tried my food, n his expression stayed like that for 5min.


din get to take a pic of yan's food. she was too fast for us all.


yan's been hanging around us too long. she's starting to use expressions of explicit content now.
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law(looking at the nearby hotel 81): 81 n fragrance r everywhere now!
bekev: ya. u'll be surprised at how many couples go these places now. they like more excitement, so they'll go to places like these to have..... er.. to have.......
yan: good fuck?
bekev: ya, good f.....
law+bekev+me: !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
me: wat the hell! good fuck?!?!? yesterday also say things like this!
yan(giggling away): wat! u all teach one wat!
law+bekev+me: ....
bekev: ok, now i know liao. in front of u no need to act gentleman liao.....


yesterday at bekev's carpark....
we saw a girl wearing a short black bubble dress standing at a void deck 30-40m away.
bekev: wah! that chick's dress so short! eh, wind, blow leh..
yan(mumbling): blow(wink wink). blow(wink wink). blow(wink wink).
me: eh miss neo! wat the hell u doing!
yan: huh wat?
law n bekev din catch wat she said.
me: she's winking n saying blow blow blow!!
bekev+law: wtf!!!
me: siao liao siao liao.. u been hanging out with us too long liao....
yan was giggling away uncontrollably.

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ninja tryout

went to hk cafe for dinner with law, yan, yim n wt. yim's late. so wat's new...

a movie after that with the gang. unfortunately ben n christy weren't able to come with us again, cos we always pull this kinda last minute shit on them. our fault.

anyway the show this time was the golden compass. it sucked. none of us could remember the witch's name. when we exited the cinema, law thought of a new name for me.

deep tone: "hey baby, my name is bear the nnbeppcb."

then we talked bout the schedule tomoro. law n yim r supposed to do a re-enactment for a customer. i'm supposed to settle some admin crap n bring yim's camera for servicing. all the talking settled, we went our separate ways. law, yan n bekev went with me.

halfway home, we did a mental stocktake... the vidcam's at my place, the charger's at yim's place with his room conveniently locked up, n we ain't got no blank tapes available. plus loads of other admin crapshit strewn all around our separate places.

panic.

called yim. no answer. must have put mobile in silent mode afore the show n forgotten to change it back. called wt. no answer. must be the same. called yim again. n again. shit. me n law decided to go up to law's place to settle some other things first.

yim finally called n learned of our plight. asked me to put the vidcam in his living room n assured us he'd charge it when he reached home. fearing he wouldn't reach home in time to sufficiently charge it, i opted for the silent strike tactic.

after leaving law's place, i made a pit stop home to grab the vidcam before heading on to yim's place. opened his gate as silently as i could, sneaked all the way into his room(law remembered he had a spare key to yim's room), all the while mindful of yim's hounds, the creaking plank in the middle platform of the staircase, n his room door.

once in his room, i set about looking for the bloody charger which i never really took note of before n dun even know wat the hell said item looks like. well, nothing like a near-apocalypse to assist in speedy education. the hard part wasn't the charger though. it was trying to look for a bloody pen in his jungle of a room to label a tape. i found gold, silver n black markers, but no pen. the only light source in his room, orange, wasn't helping things either. tried using the markers, n destroyed the sticker label.

shit. dammit.

finally found a blunt pencil under a pile of papers, labeled the tape, n made ready to escape. opened the room door. it didn't creak. it roared. so much for operation silent strike. no one woke up though, n i made my quick getaway.

man, i really gotta stop subscribing to yim's everything-last-minute mindset. better to treat everything like an emergency, else nothing'll get done.

eyes wide shut

went for a video shoot at west coast.
in yim's van.
he drove.

i'll skip most of the vulgarities for this post, or they'll appear after every other sentence.

just bear in mind that every time before anyone sits in his goddamn(oops) van, u make ur peace with god first a'ight? applies to wt n her friends n all who r unfortunate enough to have the chance to make a trip in that hell he calls his ride. not that bad for them, though; they've never experienced his full 100% fucked-up crazy driving before.

yet.

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on-board conversation

me: bro, i wanna see u live to get married n have kids...
yim(pop in indian accent): relac! we will have kids! my kids will drift!
smlj.....
also...
yim: whoa, these tires really grip well! i like them!
me(eyes rolling): so how far r u willing to go to test them?
yim: i'm not testing them wat. i'm only going at..(checks speedometer) 100.
me(slant-eyed): .........in wet weather.........(incredulous) IN A FUCKING VAN!!!!!!!!

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suffice it to say that i absolutely hate sitting in his van.

if i could have a wish, i wish his dad would get him some fucking one-of-a-kind uber high-tech limited edition supercar that has top-of-the-line everything like fucking wide profile tires n incredible brakes(lambo-class at least) that can support that crazy insane mindless weird shit skill he calls driving.

wait. that'll get him killed that much faster.

i'll save that wish for myself.

me n law both agree yim's driving is good enough for nfs. but this is the real world man, if he crashes here, there's no r button. one of us had to say it, might as well be me. no car, i mean no car, can sustain his bashings for long. he'll either kill the unfortunate passengers or the unfortunate engine itself. n seriously, not even the veyron can satisfy his crave for adrenalin, rush, power, or watever anyone chooses to call it. he'll just bore of it within 3-6 months, with the provision he survives said term.

i just dun wan him to end up behind bars for some lame shit accident that got some idiot killed just cos he wanted to experience that little rush of adrenalin. too late to regret then, ain't it?

on the way back from west coast we saw this jiu hu kia lorry in the first lane of the expressway. crazy idiot.

found out from yim that silvercab's skoda silverarrow has a 2.5l diesel direct injection v6 engine with turbo. for more information on how much power output that equates to, call 1800-ask-yim. but in short it just means a whole shitload of murderous power in the cabbies' hands. as if the previous models weren't fatal enough for us bikers.

guys' night out

went for a midnight show with bekev. we were 5 minutes late for the 2305 show, so we got the 0115 tickets instead. damn the cineleisure carpark for having such a small number of lots...

2325: accompanied bekev for his dinner
2335: done with dinner (yes, men dun take half as long as women)
2340: went outside to have a ciggie n bio cai, in bekev's context (dun judge him, i participated in this event too)
2350: went to level 9 to take a look at the lan gaming there, n the soft toys

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got stopped by the secguard from taking pics of the soft toys AFTER we've taken all we wanted. really fast reaction from the security department here. yeah, i think he was really worried my xenon flash might irreparably blind them toys' eyes. he looked really concerned.
wat a retard.
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0000: decided to try the xbox360 console ourselves
0002: game chosen, payment settled, we walked to the designated console (yes, once again, men dun take half as long as women)

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game: dead or alive 4
reason: most of the other games required the player to save their game, which doesn't make sense for the 2 of us
real reason: highest number of hot chick characters in said game (note: 2 single guys trying to while our time away. wat better way?)
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0030: finally figured out how to synchronize the controllers to the bloody console

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wtf... r we that old?? bloody hell...

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0115: having so much fun with the game we're missing the show...

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the chicks in the game were really hot. we made the most amount of noise there.

bekev: wah lao, bear, dun like that la... this chick so hot, 你忍心出手這麼重 meh?
me: 吃屎啦! my one more hot can! ur bitch go die la!
later...
bekev: eh, eh, wah! dun like that leh.. my girl so cute, relac abit la...
me: cute so wat? she cannot fight... wah! u got see that? u got see that? the dress fly up!
even later...
me: ah, ah, argh! wah, relac abit leh kelvin.. my babe scared leh, urs so strong...
bekev: dun wan! ur char bo go 吃屎! arrhahahahahahahahahaha*!

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0120: bought nachos combo from a most unfriendly lady at the tix counter

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stupid bitch..
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0122: just made it to the show. woot!

* bekev's trademark laugh. words cannot convey. must hear to believe.

i dun fucking believe this shit man... this guy's subtitles r uber hilarious!