too many words

this blog seems to be drowning in words.
rectification time.

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harbour bridge + maroubra beach
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this friendly seagull agreed to pose for my photos

then i went to maroubra beach. the first thing i saw there was this offroad monster. ok, not really that much of a monster, but the owner obviously drives like one.

then i saw this car. it looked a little weird from this angle.

oh my god! it's so cute!!!!

max load: 20kg.
lol!!!

next to the beach was this stunt park.

then i went further out onto the beach.

i was here..

tripod down! somebody call 911!

facing the beach was a row of shops. one's a garage, n it has an uber smlj vintage car.

cool as hell

cozy eh?

friendly gullfeeder in truck

two words: potato wedges.

that's a toilet

another vintage. ain't it cool?

斬髮

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recent conversation with my supportive family during dinnertime

supportive family: go cut ur hair!
me: wat's wrong with my hair? nice wat.

爹 hid his laugh behind his bowl.
娘 looked away.
兄 acted as if i never said anything.
妹 bestowed me an open-mouthed stare.

renne: i'll make an appointment for u. i need to wash my hair anyway.
me: 隨便.

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so i got my haircut today. the place was of the uber upstairs pedigree, n the hairmaster's a pro. it din hurt that renne's a regular too. got a discount lol.

omg! i can see both my eyebrows now!

even my receding jawline looks a wee bit more prominent now. i can hear better n turn my head faster, n he made my ears poke out like elf ears. woot!

the only downside is i gotta wake up about 30 seconds earlier now.

met 2 of renne's friends(3 if u count the hairmaster). one ivan(pronounced eevarn) is damn hilarious. loved *his/her videos n photoshopped pics. loved *his/her comments too(*flick hair*). love *his/her blog most of all. blame renne for showing me.

*delete where applicable

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attack of the sniveling weasel

two aunts came to my place for dinner. one's an alright aunt. the other one's a cheap bitch who knows no limits to the things she can or cannot do. before grandma's death she used to come every weekend with the excuse of visiting her while we were out. but every time she visited, things wud mysteriously disappear. n presto, those things wud magically appear at her place.

at first we thought the maid was stealing our stuff, but when we confronted her she pointed out the culprit. so i stayed home one weekend to check things out for myself.

she came. she saw. she shamelessly took. right in front of my fucking eyes.

milo powder, coffee powder, condensed milk, instant noodles, cooking oil, dried foods, etc, etc, etc.
etc X 1 million.

she'd even eat our dinner before we did, or worse, bring it home in plastic bags so she wudn't have to cook. in short, she's a fucking thief.

wish she had the balls to do it right in front of the family n not when we're all out. wish her children wud have the intelligence to operate computers n know how to use the net so i can give them this url n let them find out wat kind of a person their mother really is.

but wat am i saying? they prolly already know that. n judging from the way they all eat at family dinners, they subscribe to the same mannerism.

come on, we all came from the same humble background. we even shared the same room in the same fucking kampong for godssakes, but do u see us grabbing at the dishes like like every meal's our last meal? grow some fucking manners can?

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so today me, my mum n the sniveling weasel happened to be in the kitchen. mum bought home some drumsticks n was pouring them outta the bag onto a plate.

mum: eh?? 我以為我買六隻, 怎麼只有四隻?
me(happy at the opportunity): huh? 有人偷吃是嗎?

突然鴨雀無聲.........
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she's a fucking tragedy.

bone amputation

went for a dental appointment today. my first since.... since....... primary school i think.

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in the doc's office/operating theater

doc: so, first time here?
me: ya.
doc: so wat u wanna do today?
me: err...
doc: teeth cleaning?
me: ya.
doc: ok. u wan white look or silver look? white looks nicer.

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i din know the diff between them, so i just went with the white. he set about drilling my teeth n mauling my gums. it hurt like hell. i was squirming in the seat; reflexes due to total fear n panic. the way he was going, i thought he was gonna annihilate my teeth.

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halfway thru the process he noticed a decayed wisdom tooth n asked if i wanted it out. thinking of my bike lesson later n concerned bout missing it, i asked how long it'd take.

doc: 5 minutes.
me: wat?! so fast?
doc: ya.

so i asked him to go ahead
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he started talking bout bikes while he was injecting me with a tranquilizer. so i listened n nodded to his story till i started feeling numb on the right side of my mouth. oh yeah, so he was waiting for the tranquilizer to kick in. i thought he was getting carried away with his conversation.

he then stood up, picked some rod-like stuff(every instrument there looked like a rod), n leaned over me. he was still talking when he poked me with the stick. poke once. poke twice. he then asked me to rinse my mouth while he turned towards his table.

ok, shit. he's taking out the pliers now. shit. he's gonna smash my tooth with the pliers n slowly take out the fragments, while his evil laughter fills the room.
shit shit shit.

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i was lying back preparing to open my mouth for the final agony when he turned back

doc: it's done.
me: wat!! when?!
doc: just now lor.
me: where is it?
doc: doooo.

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he pointed to the table. oh my god. he had already taken the tooth out n he was putting it on the table while i was sitting there spooking myself out. apparently the 5 minutes were the time taken for the drug to kick in. damn he's good. then i looked at the offensive little bastard on the table.

hmm, better take it home to freak mum out. good idea, let's do that.

settled with the bill. went to the toilet to check my teeth out. damn, they're white. but there's still blood in my mouth, so i took out the gauze n rinsed my mouth. felt like the right side of my face was paralyzed. looked into the mirror, pinching my lower lip to get rid of the excess spit.

holy shit! i can't feel the right side of my lip!

then i tried smiling. i cudn't feel my right cheek move, but it was a perfect smile in the mirror.

then i started to slap, pinch n prod both my cheeks. the whole right side felt like it was swollen outta proportion. still nothing. if i din look in the mirror i wudn't know i was touching my own face. it felt so weird that i started laughing at my own reflection. i still cudn't feel my right cheek move, but the reflection was laughing properly, n somehow that made it funnier.

lol!

i wondered if the laughing spell was the effect of the tranquilizer. then i thought further. hmm, after the effect wears off i'm prolly gonna go apeshit from the pain. that thought wiped the laugh right off my face. trust me to go demoralizing myself.

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the lady at nyp's graduate office turned out to be a very nice lady after all. after i called to confirm her e-mail address, she asked me wat it was all about. so i went into a more detailed spiel bout the course i'm currently studying. it seems she'd mistaken wat i wanted in the first place.

graduate office: oh! that's wat u wanted! y din u say so earlier? i can give u that.
me: err... (so wat did she think i wanted in the first place?)
graduate office: hang on i'll check for u.

after 10 minutes of searching thru her computer n the physical files she still cudn't find any records on it. it seemed they've removed the module from the course. it looked like i was doomed to go thru the module all over again. she was telling me my options(none basically) when she suddenly proclaimed she found it.

my joy at that moment was indescribable. i hastened to my alma mater to retrieve the document from the reception. she left me 2 copies. wat a joyous day! i'm so grateful to her.

rouge archers

now studying a module that i already went through in poly.

so i went about getting myself exempted from it. all i needed was to fill out a form n attach a course description with it. called the course coordinator. someone else picked up.

she: i'm sorry, ur coordinator's already left the school.
me: huh? so who's in charge of us now?
she: oh, u can call mc.
me: err, ok... so wat's her number?
she: u can reach her by this number. i'll put her on.

wat the hell, she cud've just gotten her on the line in the first place to save us all the trouble.. so my new coordinator came on the line. i explained everything to her.

mc: ok, i need ur transcript n ur course syllabus.
me: wat's course syllabus?
mc: err.....
me: u mean the course description?
mc: ya.
me: ok, so how do i get it?
mc: u have to go to ur poly to get the physical copy.
me: ok.

so i called nyp. someone else answered. i explained the situation again.

someone else: ok, so u graduated from...?
me: school of engineering.
someone else: ok, i'll transfer u to their admin branch.

transferred to some lady. explained for the third time.

some lady: which year did u graduate?
me: 2005.
some lady: ok, i'll have to transfer u to a colleague of mine. she handles these things.
me: ok thanks.
some lady: please hold on for a while.
me: ok.

then she talked to her colleague without covering the mouthpiece. i heard every word.

some lady: oei m ah! this fella the graduate manufacturing engineering transcript description course...

she repeated everything i said to her, without the proper linking words. even i cudn't understand it. before i knew it i was transferred again. good thing this m seemed to understand her pretty well.

m: hi, u're a graduate from the school of engineering right?
me: yes.
m: n u need a course description for ur current study?
me: yes.
m: ok. i'm gonna have to transfer u to the graduate department. there's been a change in management, so we r not supposed to handle these things anymore.
me : .....
me: ok, thanks.

so she means to tell me she knows exactly wat i'm looking for, n possibly has the means to find wat i need, but can't help because of a change in management? wat's so hard about printing a piece of paper with a few words n stamping it with their oh-so-important school logo? anyway, i got transferred again n explained my situation the fourth time.

graduate department: oh, u're currently studying in...?
me: sim.
graduate department: u have to get it from sim's student information department, cuz i already gave them access, so they shud be able to find it themselves. i'll give u the person to contact. if u can't contact her, u can e-mail me n cc to her. then i will communicate with her directly.

sounds like quite a process eh?
back to sim. phone kept ringing, but no one picked up.
back to nyp graduate department.

me: can't i just go over to nyp n get it from u?
graduate department: of cos not. that's y there r so many different departments. we're not allowed to just give out information to anybody.

erm, hello, i'm not asking for critical information can? i just wan a description for a single module that i already studied so i can submit it n get exempted from the same module.

reminds me of the 亂箭奇飛 office scene in just follow law.

conclusion

now studying a module that i already went through in poly.

depressionized

been back for 3 days. hmm... 3 days, sounds so pitiful.

still can't adjust to the idea of being back here. it's like i forgot to pack my mind back with me when i boarded the plane. everywhere i go, everything i do, reminds me of that land so far away.

flashbacks.
visions.
daydreams.

i remember one time i was walking around some residential area in coogee taking pictures when an elderly lady walked past with her dog. i was shooting the other way so i was startled when the dog barked. to pacify both him n the lady i gave them a smile. wat the lady said chilled me.
"it's ok ******(forgot dog's name), he's not carrying a gun."
whoa
so i quit the place before twilight fell.

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coogee
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where be the timberlands when i need them?

love the sign

sheer cliffs

fee-fie-foe-fum...

limitless oceania

park facing ocean

wind, water n waves. true that.

sheer slope. bout 30 deg for 100 meters

complementary stairs next to slope

this steep

check this out

o! the roads! the endless roads! me loves

letterbox

this one swee

beautiful dawn
lights up the shore for me
there is nothing else in the world
i'd rather wake up and see with you

beautiful dawn
i'm just chasing time again
thought i would die a lonely man
in endless night

but now i'm high
running wild among all the stars above
sometimes it's hard to believe you remember me

beautiful dawn
melts with the stars again
do you remember the day when my journey began
will you remember the end of time

beautiful dawn
you're just blowing my mind again
thought i was born to endless night
until you shine

high
running wild among all the stars above
sometimes it's hard to believe you remember me

will you be my shoulder
when i'm grey and older
promise me tomorrow starts with you

getting high
running wild among all the stars above
sometimes it's hard to believe you remember me
high
running wild among all the stars above
sometimes it's hard to believe you remember me

revelations

found the spider alive n kicking after one month without food.
revelation:
resilient little sonofabitch.

had a packet of duck rice for lunch today.
revelation:
servings (brekkie, lunch, dinner, dessert, watever) in aussie were at least 1.5 times that of sg. still hungry.

saw my reflection in the mirror just now n collapsed in horror.
revelation:
the above-mentioned revelation holds true. i am now 1.5 times my original size. faint again.

damn them for making such great food. no choice, really, had to finish every last morsel.

i loved the place. wish i din have to come back.

cars. lovely.

been here 2 weeks. lots of things to say bout this place.
today it'll be bout cars.

the roads
drivers here r the most friendly n courteous i've ever seen. signals actually work. they'd signal they're if going left or right or cutting lanes n the the cars behind them wud actually give way. when i witnessed it the first time i was like: WHOAAAAAA, IT'S A MIRACLE!!!!!!

then there's the siren. doesn't matter whether it's from a police car, ambulance or fire engine, whenever a siren is on nearby, all the cars wud freeze, locate the source, n give way to it if necessary. ever watched the prince of egypt, the scene where moses parted the sea? exactly.

n drivers here dun need sissy things like center dividers either. their idea of dual carriageways? a single white line or parallel lines in between. no need for idiotic curbs or fences like a nanny commie state where everybody has to be forced to do things like automatons. but then who's to blame? people here r rather 自動 n dun drive like fucking retards.

zhnged cars r a rarity here, but when u see one, it sounds UBERZHNGED man. with matching bodykit n everbling rims. saw many supras since arrival, one of which stood out among all the rest. it's got 2 spoilers, one on top of the other, n it looks damn cool.

cars here r damn cheap too, not to mention they dunno wat the hell a coe is.

for example:
nissan fairlady: 62,990
audi tt 3.2 quattro: 89,990
golf r32: 56,490
jeep wrangler 2.8: 35,490
jeep wrangler 3.8: 30,990
hummer h3:





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fifty two fucking thousand!!!!!
ONLY!!!!!

ohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygod!!!!!

love this place

feeling emotic now...

mum got a little too talky. i was trying to watch a show. cudn't she understand that n leave me alone for a while?

how much ur lodging?
wat date u going?
wat date coming back?
u buy insurance already?
the food there very expensive one leh.
wat time the flight?
which terminal?
where u staying? mel or syd? (for the 321354630168463513875th time)
tomoro morning must wash ur face with this holy water.
this one must bring with u. (never specified whether must drink it or bai bai to it)

escaped upstairs after that.

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on dumbshits

met lots of wtfsmlj stupid obtuse worthless dimwitted idiot nincompoop drivers on the way home. can the tps please open their eyes n at least try to look like they're earning their munny? one mofo cut me right in front of the fuzz, n they just went on their merry way.
all go jia sai lar!
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on gold diggers

n how come everytime i drive i get unfortunate enough to witness other drivers(females included) digging gold at the reds? like that time when i was with dunno who n he was checking out some girl driver whom he thought looked cute, but when i turned my head all i saw was her digging her nose. i laughed till i cried.
at least do it with some discretion. please.
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pearl of the orient

5 days of fun
most of the pics r still with bekev so i'll just post pics of our suite.

prepare urselves.

panning of room

end of panning

no space for luggage

our personal minibar

one-of-a-kind flushing system

self explanatory, ainnit?

brainstorming room

(disclaimer: snide remarks aside, i really enjoyed the trip)
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renne n tristan r going to hk soon too.
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starring: renne, me
(they din know where i stayed)

renne: how much did u spend on lodging?
me: about 200+ i think...
renne: ooo...
me: for 4 nights.
renne: wat!
me: u?
renne: about 200+ per night. sgd.
me: wtf!
renne: where u stay?
me: mongkok.
renne: lol lol! y there?
me: it's actually at the center of everything. near to everywhere.
renne(snickering): near to 女人街, 男人街那種地方 right?
me: ya. u must be near prada, lv, gucci 那種地方 right?
renne: ya!

i feel like cinderella man
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shared the room with bekev, had great times. of cos he took the bigger bed.

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the queen bed was big n soft, while the single felt like a plank

bekev: wa! this big bed so comfy! i'm taking it!
me: where got like that one! scissor paper stone, best of three. winner takes all.
bekev: deal.

bekev won the first round

bekev: arhahahahahaha!!!! i win!!! u take that bed!
me: oei, u dunno the meaning of best of three issit?
bekev: oh.

i won 2 rounds

me: heh heh heh. u take the smaller bed.
bekev: u must remember who got the slip disc, plus i'm older, so u must respect me!

n so he got the queen bed, n he lived happily ever after...
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special thanks to masha for planning the entire trip so far in advance. n tolerating all the times we screwed up ur plans, n when bekev n i wasted valuable time straggling behind to take pics of the streets, places, people etc etc etc. so sorry to have been such a burden to u. take it easy next time n dun stress so much on planning, cuz the ultimate goal is to have fun! once again, thanks babe!

'twas like an adventure! loved it!