sleepover

sleepover (long, long ago)

This is wat happens when one procrastinate. Goodness, this sleepover happened like over 2 weekends ago, man. Sorrylah Tini. I meant to document this but... as always, someone here never learns her lesson about the downside of procrastination.

That Friday evening started on a... pretty funny note, hasn't it? You forgot to tell me that you decide to go back to your Punggol home and I ended up waiting for almost 15mins at the carpark of your mum's home instead. We were both looking for each other until we realised that we're not in the same location.

Then I missed the entrance to the highway that will bring us to town and we ended up going around in loops, all in the WRONG places and spend like more than 1/2 hr being lost. I can never forget our relief when we finally reached our destination, wayyy past midnight.

We were only 15mins away from the next Pirates of the Carribean show which was 'selling fast' and by a stroke of luck, they sold us the reserved seats which were simply superb (high-level, centralised). But that show's duration is too long to be watched in the wee hours of Saturday morning. After a hard day's work on Friday, a 2 1/2hrs movie dun really do our tired selves a lot of justice. So we decide to skip supper and head for your home.

I decide to be a safe driver and drive at moderate speed (despite the almost empty roads). I was on the 2nd lane from the right and reaching Serangoon Road (where there're quite a no. of pubs), I saw a group of 6 standing on the right-most lane (yep, ON the road) and it wasn't long before I realized that ALL of them are drunk. And right when I'm about to pass them, one guy from the group actually STRAYED into my path. I slammed the brakes and blast the horn but that guy was soooo intoxicated that he just stood there. GOODNESS! My instinct told me to look back and thru' the rear-view mirror, I saw the car behind me braking really hard. I guess he was kinda' speeding before that. I was already mumbling, "Please, please don't bang into me..." LUCKILY he braked in time but I'm darn sure he's just mere inches from the boot of my car.

I dunno what made that drunkard look back and seeing me RIGHT BEHIND him, he got the cheek to wave a sorta' apology and God knows what he's mumbling. &%$#@!! As he staggered back to his group, I saw that ALL of them had half-closed eyes and everyone was propping the other by the shoulders. I candidly told Tini, "That's a VERY good reason why we're told NOT to drink. You might be soo drunk, you wouldn't even know you've died!"

That's not the end. At the next red-light, a black car stopped beside me and from the corner of my eyes, I knew that I was being stared at. Even Tini cautiously warned me not to turn to the right. I just told her, "Oh, that's the car behind me just now. I think he's pissed cos' he almost crashed into me. But I don't give a damn cos' if I didn't stop, I would have crashed into that drunk instead. Would he wanna bear responsibility for that? So he better buzz off." True enough, he drove away.

Throughout the journey back to Punggol, I was so relieved that nothing bad happened despite us being -->THIS<-- close to danger. This is a way to show that no matter how cautious you try to be, it takes another party's reckless act to wreck it all for you.

Funny, I had meant for this entry to document the good times I had when sleeping over at the newly-married Tini's new abode. But I guess something dark, even sinister has to come before the light. Till' next time, I guess.

considering...?

to be considered...?

Thanks ah, buddy. Been a long time since I exercised my thoughts.

I admit that I've been complacent. I've been taking things for granted. I relish staying in my comfort zone. Never have I bothered to look at (or even think of- for that matter), of other possibilities. The "WHAT IF'S" have never really crossed my mind.

My career has been a smooth sailing river ride. My intention was just to sail straight down and hopefully reach the sea in one piece. Till' you put a fork in my path. And yes, that detour is a job opportunity. And an irresistable one at that.

Your boss had promised a starting pay which is much higher than what is printed on my paycheque currently (and I've worked 4 years!) and recently, you told me that your boss is offering a 'rate' higher than the market price (the clock's ticking, I guess..). You told me of a possible opportunity to go overseas to help overlook that confirmed job your company has. You are even planning a meeting between me and your boss for us to 'discuss things'. So zealous were you in getting me to join your camp that it took me a while before I can put up the stop sign.

The opportunities seem good enough for me, that's why I'm considering. And the fact is- I'm CONSIDERING and not immediately typing my resignation letter as well as a resume. Cos' I LOVE my current job. This job is a dream come true. It lies along the same line as what I've learnt in school. My office is a mere 15 mins bus ride away and I have 4 different buses to take, DIRECTLY from home. My office is homely and my bosses are great, if not superb. They bought insurance for my collegue and myself and send us on diving trips. And many other things. Believe me, there's A LOT that I would have left behind should I join your camp. A lot. And I acknowledge the fact that it'll be hard for my boss to find my replacement. I admit there's a lot that's lacking in terms of job scope and challenges are pretty uncommon but I'm contented.

Believe me, Bas. I would really like the idea of joining your company. Our daily exchanges on MSN about our jobs, the projects we're currently handling, the emails you send me of your designs- asking for my opinions and of the job satisfaction you have. It's all tempting, believe me. I could have learnt a lot more over there. Things would have been my easier if my current job is a pile of crap and my workplace is a s***hole and my boss is the unsculpurous monster that I hated. But all's randy-dandy, I'm afraid.

I'll help you in your search. An Architectural Technologist, rite? Diploma holder? In that line? Possibly your assistant? Ok... And you're a designer in an architectural firm. Location in the city (central) zone.

So.... anyone interested???

car parking menace

car parking menace

I ask you huh, just how many times have you discovered, as you come to your car in the car park; that the car beside you had parked wayyyyyy too close. Especially from the left side (where THEIR driver seat is).

EVEN in my own housing estate (not just the shopping centres, ok?). When I parked my car, everyone's well-spaced out. The next time I wanna drive out, some idiot would have took over the lot next to mine, and that idiot ought to be kicked back into driving school, I tell you. Haphazard parking - SLANTED or worse, TOO CLOSE to one car and too far from the other...

I've had MANY encounters when the idiots parked sooo senget that some of my car doors can't be opened due to the space constraint. If the passenger car door can't be opened, I dun mind. I can drive out and let my passengers get in later. But if the door that can't be opened is the DRIVER'S DOOR, you tell me..??! A couple of times, I had to get to the driver's seat FROM THE PASSENGER'S SIDE. Urrgh!

And then, the even bigger issue. After parking too close, they opened their door like nobody's business and BANGED into your car and caused DENTS in the process. ON YOUR CAR. BLARDEE HELL, I tell you! I stick on custom rubber-pads on my cars doors just so I won't dent someone's car should I accidentally banged my door when opening & I even make an effort to open my car door slowly should the next car be a tad close. Why can't some IDIOTS be as considerate???

I only 'inspect' my car once a while and one time I notice this OBVIOUS-LOOKING DENT and it even have bits of red paint on it. The car next to me (wasn't there when I parked) was a tad close and the colour of the car? Yes, RED! I did not want to blindly accuse the other car to be the culprit but the tinge of red is pretty similar. The dark, blood-red type. Not the common, bright chilli-red. And yesterday, the car beside mine was replaced with a pick-up truck whick parked OUT OF ITS LOT AND INTO MINE. And I checked the part where, it's driver's door might come in contact with my car. True enough, there's an ominous scratch. Aaargh!!
I check the other side of the truck. It was wayyyyyy far from the other lot, ok?
Double aargh!!

I don't care. I'm gonna get the side strip to protect my car surface from these blatant idiots. Yeah, it's my own expense but I dun care. But thing is, it may prevent the OTHER CAR doors from banging directly into mine but I ain't too sure bout those pick-up trucks, though! Grrr...

Expo jam

expo jam

Is there anyone out there who made their way down to the Singapore Expo today? Around 2-3pm to be exact. ANYONE???? I'm sure there's A LOT who do.

My mum had wanted to check the Pesta Perkahwinan and there was a MASSIVE TRAFFIC JAM right there. In fact the jam starts right at the junction near the entrance of ITE College East. At that point, we have not EVEN passed S'pore Expo yet. My dad soon got tired of nagging & complaining and fell asleep (esp. after I tuned to Gold 90.5fm to ease the tension). More then 1/2hr later, I moved BARELY 300metres. Heck, I have yet to EVEN reach the overhead bridge, where the bus-stops are. MORE THAN 1/2HR LATER!!

My dad woke up and he was horrified to see that we're still there and shrieked (yes, my dad does that sometimes), "Why are we still here?! Forget about going there. Move out! Signal left and move out!!"

Until now, we're still in the dark. JUST WHAT WAS BEING HELD IN SINGAPORE EXPO TODAY??? I noticed that the carparks were VERY full and my guess that's what is causing the jam. I thought it was only the Pesta Perkahwinan that was being held over this weekend but I guessed wrong. Even when I drove past the OTHER side, they have a traffic jam similar to what I just drove away from. SO WHAT WAS IT??? Anyone with the answer? ANYONE?????

belakang padang

belakang padang

Okayyy.. This trip was last week actually, so I'm not going to pretend like it just happened. Last Saturday, to be exact.

However, for the WHOLE of last week, I was unable to find my camera's transfer cable so I was unable to upload my pics. When I dun have my pics, I dun bother to blog. See? That's a good enough explanation, isn't it?


Instead of the 'battalion' that I usually go with, this time it's just my parents & me. We didn't even tell my relatives over there.

Despite my parents informing me about this trip only in the last minute, I joined them anyway. A quick weekend getaway (read: getting outta' S'pore) won't harm, rite?

I know that the purpose of this trip was to visit a sick relative but the thing is, I have LOTS of relatives over there. It'll not be nice if we didn't drop by their place. And words DO spread fast on that small island. Somehow or rather, they'll know of our arrival.


Those living on the hill were indeed caught by surprise with our arrival. However, those on the ...erm... flatland. Well, they caught wind of our arrival (despite their closed doors when we rode by on the trishaw).

One after another, we were stuffed with food. Thank goodness they're all good cooks. The sea breeze blowing in, lulling me with the overly-stuffed belly to a tempting afternoon nap. I half-joked to my mum about spending the night there. Just too bad my dad insisted on going back that very day.

The rugged countryside never failed to intrigue me. Especially my first experience at using the 'outhouse' (left). That- shall be another story altogether.

p i c s .:. h e r e

morning quote:3x whammy

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morning quote:

Wahlau... Yesterday it was sore throat. Then I start to run a temperature. And today I got the 'big-P'.

Triple whammy! Gah!
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creative

let's get

A friend of hers had told her that Creative is having a sale so we checked their local website. True enough. Most of their products are going at 50% off (do you know that? HURRY! cheap, u noe!).

She told Sri (my collegue) & I, to give the model name of the product that we're interested in. She'll then relay it to her friend. I wonder if her friend is able to give us further discounts on top of the available bargain. Hmm.. It's was Friday then and by the time we left the office, she no longer made a mention about our order so we assumed that she's forgotten about it. There's always the next week. Bah!

The weekend come and goes and today, I CAME LATE only to find that THEY CAME EARLY! Ouwh!!! Thank goodness it's Monday.... And THANK GOODNESS there's no match yesterday. I don't want them to quickly assume that my tardiness was due to World Cup (actually I was frantically searching for my purse which got lost in a pile of laundry). Anyway, in my sheepiness, I was still able to hold a decent conversation with her about... what else..? WORLD CUP.

Then she was like, "Oh ya! I almost forgot. Here's your advance birthday presents." And passed each of us an orange paperbag with the CREATIVE logo. Huh?? I looked in and saw the product we ordered the week before. With my mouth agape, I was like, "Wow! Thanks!" Eh, wait.... Goodness! She bought us the UPGRADED model! You should see her grinning. I guess that's why she likes to spring surprises like that. Yes, it's not the first time she's done this and I hope it's not the last. Right, Sri??? *winks*

Now, just how do I get about thanking my boss's wife..?? Made me VERY paiseh, ok? I come late and still got present. What more, at the end of the day, I forgot that I came late in the morning and sought to leave the office early. Aiyoh!!!

superman!

Brandon freaking-hunky-dory Routh

All throughout their promotional period, I (and I believe, MOST women) have been treated with a feast for the eyes in the form of Mr Brandon-oh-so-gorgeous-Routh. I've heard that his name rhymes with 'South' so why do I still hear his name being mentioned as 'Ruth'? Geez.

Anyway, back to him being almost EVERYWHERE. It comes to a point that it's unbearable. Never one to watch a movie on the weeekend that it opens but this shall be an exception. I REALLY wanna watch him in that ridiculous costume of his (yar, yar.. one can't really get over that RED briefs being worn OUTSIDE), getting all heroic and making ladies all over to swoon and pine for him. Not really one to jump on the bandwagon but I WANT TO SEE HIM!!!!

So I got my like-minded cousins to join me with 3 of my cousin's kids in tow. Booked a day in advance and already, almost 1/2 the cinema has been booked! What more, my 1st choice team to hoist the World Cup-Argentina lost early this morning and I was even more eager to see that eye-candy. Treat my heartache, come on!

Definitely a sight for sore eyes. I guess I amused my cousins to bits when I sighed with everytime he came onscreen (as Superman). That little curl hanging on his forehead... Can I PULL? Pleaseeee...??? I LOVE it when he float elevate himself vertically.

I know that is SO like, Magneto of the X-Men fame. But it's another thing to see a young stud doing the same thing, ok? Besides, Magneto is not even comparable. He's.... shrivelled wrinkled OLD.




Ouwh, that sculpted body! Yar, I know that the costume is padded. But I also heard that he enthusiastically worked out before the filming and end up straining the (now maroon-not-red & blue) costume at the seams, what with his buffed bod and the paddings combined. And that overrated tale about his 'package'?? Forget it. If they (the producers) really did fork out millions to reduce the size onscreen, I guess it works.

I thought I can use the hour-long bus journey back home to unbashedly imagine myself to be the one Superman pines after. To be the same one who gingerly stepped on his (Redwing look-alike) boots and hang out (literally) with him beyond the stratosphere. Sigh.... Wouldn't THAT be nice..?

All THAT dreamy thoughts came to a halt when I end up taking a crowded bus. So packed that I stood beside the bus driver captain for a few stops. And stood mostly. By the time I sat down, I was too sleepy due to the deprivation cause by continuous watching of live soccer matches. Darn!





Anyway, eat your hearts out, ladies. Mr Routh here is happily attached to his long-time girlfriend, whom he met back when he's very much unknown.

Courtney Ford is one LUCKY woman.

suzi bdae

Dearest Suzi,

First and foremeost, Thousand Apologies from me for forgetting your birthday. It totally slipped my mind. Really!

Like how I've explained thru' my sms to you yesterday, I've mistaken your birthday with that of Prince William. Yes, that monarch. The 2nd in line to the British throne. Yar, yar. I know. It's not like I'm celebrating his birthday anyway... I dunno why I keep muddling yours & his birthday together.

And so I 'confidently' told you that I recalled your birthday only yesterday, which I thought to be Wills birthday. Even THAT was wrong! I googled on his b'dae and found out it falls on the 21st! It's still a mystery, why I happened to remember your birthday only yesterday-the 26th. Geez!

Oh wait, I think I know. It's gotta be the WORLD CUP! A major distraction, I tell you! Tsk!

Anyway, my dear cousin. Here's wishing you to be blessed with good health, success and happiness. Life will definitely be different without you. You and your big, bright smile.

Here's my virtual birthday present to you. I have used some pretty frames for your pics. Nice or not?

Last but not least:

HAPPY 24th BIRTHDAYYYY!!!!!!!!!! <---ur fave colours, no?

best refree

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morning quote:

Wah! Best refree??
Not bad.... **Singapore refree ranked No. 1**
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Somebody spank those Dutch kids for me. How selfish can they be? Sure, they're good but darn too eager to make a name for themselves. Sheesh!
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And Deco. Deco, Deco... What's with that kiddish attitude? Both you and Cocu were "like schoolboys in the playground..." For heaven's sake, Grow Up!
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ny pizza

newyorkpizza

Was sending off my cousins (they take ferry back to Batam) at the Harbourfront Ferry/Cruise Centre when the tentalising aroma of baked cheese hit me. Sedaaapppp...!

And I saw this:



I was like, "Oh well, New York Pizza? Aiyah, cannot eat lah..."





Then my aunt pulled my arm and pointed to THIS:


Eh, ada logo Halal!



And then I realised that most of their workforce is made up of Malay teens. But then, I just came back from a wedding reception and there's no way I have space for more in my tum-tums. And the queue seemed endless.

But then again, I waited for almost an hour before my cousins finally check-in & my parents wanted to check on the sale at the BIG! Superstore above. The last straw was when my other cousin bought 3 slices of their pizza and the aroma was... too overbearing, man! And the pizzas are packed in these triangular boxes of at least 30cm in length. No points for guessing, just how big the slices are.

As luck would have it, there was nary a queue and I felt myself drawn to the counter. Must be that freshly-baked pizza smell! Ciss! And I figured out why the aroma wafted continuously. They ACTUALLY baked the pizzas ONLY when your order comes thru' and you wait by the side as they bake. They label the boxes with your name so a screw-up is possibly unavoidable.

While waiting, I saw THIS:






Looks GOOD, eh? Doesn't THAT just tempt you??








And also THIS:
Soup in a bread-bowl, green salad & CHEESE fries. Ouwwh!!!

Tell you what. Go here -->

NEW YORK PIZZA

Check out their buffalo wings.

They do HOME DELIVERIES too.

been a long time

been a long time, eh?

blame it on the world cup.

Last week, I LITERALLY got the World Cup fever. By 'literally' mean the kind when your temperatures run high and you get the chills and your nose drip like nobody's business. Not just getting-into-the-world-cup-frenzy kind of 'fever'.

Ermm.... Well, THAT included, actually.




And the best part is, my boss knows that I've been staying up to watch the matches. So I actually dragged myself to work when I should just remain in bed. My boss had told me, amidst my sniffles, that I should just go home but I chose to put on a strong front and show him I'm a good worker and I don't necessarily mix work & leisure together. My bad, I know.

Even worse, at home I had to put on yet another strong front when my mum's around. I dare not risk incurring her wrath upon knowing my being sick. Why? Wait till' I get to THAT part.

I eventually succumb to the fever on the 2nd day and slept right thru'. My dad (also my partner-in-crime) had to let the cat out the bag about me running a temperature. My mum was amused at first, thinking I contracted the flu from someone or something. She even jokingly chided me. THEN the ULTIMATE TRUTH dawned upon her....

"This is because you've been staying up to watch soccer, rite??!! You know you've gotta work and you STILL wake up so early to watch soccer?!! Why can't you just watch the repeats like everybody else? You are just being stubborn, aren't you? What did I say about staying up...?

....You brough this upon YOURSELF!"

Ouch. My goodness, I can ACTUALLY see that coming. There're more, ok. I'm just quoting SOME of her nagging. Even as she came to check on me, putting the back of her hand to my forehead to see if the fever had subsided, she went on, "See lah. Watch soccer some more.." Oww, mum!

I missed a grand total of SIX matches during my abstinence, in order to recoup back my lost sleep and rest. I learnt my lesson (the hard way) and all you out there should, too. All these staying up and NOT getting back the lost sleeping hours will take a toll on your stressed-out body. Go and drink lotsa' lotsa' water and pop those vitamins. And eat those fruits. Especially those of you who are using the lunch hours to snooze.... TAKE CARE! The finals are still a long way ahead.

family edition

family edition

Another family edition. This time in 3s. As in 3 persons per pic, la.

























I guess M.I.A mummy Resse Witherspoon is busy bringing home the bread with filming committments. So it's down to house-husband hottie-hubby Ryan Phillipe to bring the kids, Ava & Deacon out to watch the animated movie, Cars on it's opening day.

Ava's a splitting image of her mummy, isn't she? And Deacon looks like daddy. Like *duh*.

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And those wondering about Britney's soon-to-expand little family, here's something to quell your curiousity.

I wonder if it's her attempt at showing to the world that all's randy-dandy with her marriage. Esp. since many had quoted that it's been ages since both of them were last seen together.

There's something about seeing the pic that had me scratching my head at first. I pondered and pondered and realised that this is the FIRST TIME I saw the loser K-Fed carrying Sean (his son). I mean, seriously.

morning quote (world cup)

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morning quote:

I got a little inkling that I'm gonna get sick. I'm battling a cold that's eager to be a full-blown bout of flu. My bro just recovered and the fact that I've been lacking sleep sure doesn't help.

My soccer-naive boss came in, heard my nasal-twang-of-a-voice and asked, "Are u sick?" I was like, "Err.. Just a little cold."

The next line from him really made me succumb to sheer embarrassment. "Not enough sleep? Got match at 9pm, 12 am and 3am, rite?" (OMG, he assumed I watched ALL those matches EVERYDAY!)

And the wife chipped in, "Everyday got match, is it?"

I was quick to say, "NO! I mean I skip the 12am match to sleep. I watch the 3am one." That has got to be the stupidest admission EVER.

Now, I'm even more determined NOT to report sick. Or even fall asleep at my desk. Not when my boss knew that I brought this unto myself beacause of the World Cup... Sheesh!

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cawan dunia

cawan dunia .. ok ok... world cup

eh, everyone's talking bout it, la. Never one to jump on the bandwagon but I can't help reminiscing the past years....

many men from various countries congregate on the field chasing after one ball and many fans from all over the world supporting them, hoping for their favourite team to finally get to hold up THAT golden thing that DOES NOT even look like a CUP. The person who designed this cup must have been really hungry and fantasised himself munching on a drumstick when he came upon this idea. I mean..? Ok.. ok.... Yeah, look closely and you'll see the significance of the intricately carved men holding up the world.. yadaa.. yadaa.. Anyway, what I mean is that it looks more like a TROPHY and NOT a CUP. Gettit..?

Anyway, I remember back when I was old enough to know what 'football' is and how BIG the World Cup (the tournament, not the trophy) is, I gamely chose my favourite team. The one with the white jersey and some multi-colored patterns running across the chest area. Yes, West Germany (back then, Germany was divided by the Berlin Wall). My bro chose Argentina. Because of that you-know-who la. I bugged my dad for a jersey and he bought me the t-shirt instead *hmpf!*.

But that doesn't matter. Cos' during the 1990 World Cup, the finals saw (my) W.Germany & Argentina battling it out and my team won! That totally sparkled my interest in soccer and I've never looked back ever since. My 'hero' back then? Juergen Klinsmann. Yep, the current German coach. Those days, there were Lothar Mathheus (capt'n), Rudi Voller, Thomas Hassler etc. FYI, back then I totally supported Liverpool in the EPL. Because of Kenny Dalglish. Now it's Arsenal, baby!

The best part has got to be the previous World Cup, held in Japan/Korea. I had just graduated from Poly and instead of immediately hunting for a job, I chose instead to slack around. Cos' World Cup was around the corner, that's why. And since it was held in Asia, the time difference will not be THAT far, meaning most of the live matches will be telecast in the day. Tell me, won't it be insane for me to start working then (much to my mum's frustration)??

And yes. Only as soon as the tournament ended did I type out my resume (really!). Crazy huh? And this year, I have religiously planned out which live match to watch and which ones to miss (and watch the repeats later). When to sleep, when to wake up.... It's been crazy. Of all things, I forgot to subscribe to the World Cup channel. Got my brother to call Starhub last Saturday. Phew!

It's only been 3 days.. I've got the rest of the month to go. I dunno how I'll make it. All my appointments have to be planned AROUND the telecast of the matches. Sorry, frens. This happen only every 4 years, y'knoe.... Oh FYI, I no longer support Germany (despite my 'hero' coaching them). I've yet to choose my fave team(s). Gonna see how they perform in their first matches....CRAZY!

shiloh nouvelle

isn't she just keee-yuuut!





















I'm a big fan of her parents and now I going crazy just looking at her photos. Mummy's lips, definitely.



















Shiloh Nouvelle Jolie-Pitt looking all angelic/serene/sweet with her parents Angelina & Brad. Dun they just make your biological clock tick? Heh.

on a more serious note...

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on a (more) serious note:

YOU tell me, what's wrong with THIS -

"... Shortly after the invasion of Iraq in the spring of 2003, Lt. Gen. James Mattis, then commander of the First Marine Division, realized that his men needed to take a more measured, creative approach in dealing with the Iraqi citizenry under occupation... ordered to get out into the street and interact with the locals. The Marines played soccer with kids, helped rebuild houses and schools, and—a small detail, but important—took off the sunglasses that made them look like invading aliens..."

"... And yet, Mattis sent unforgivably mixed signals to his troops... Mattis said, "Actually, it's quite fun to fight them. You know, it's a hell of a hoot ... I like brawling. You go into Afghanistan, you got guys who slap women around for five years because they didn't wear a veil. You know, guys like that ain't got no manhood left anyway. So it's a hell of a lot of fun to shoot them..."

"... Mattis was scolded by the top brass for his remarks, but not too harshly, for he had just been nominated by President George W. Bush to become commander of the First Marine Expeditionary Force and head of Marine Forces Central Command. The impact of Mattis's remarks on an average 19-year-old jarhead can be imagined: killing is fun, like videogames..."

"... cause enormous mental strain... NEWSWEEK interviewed some Army soldiers going home as conscientious objectors. To fight boredom and disgust... soldiers popped Benzhexol, five pills at time. Normally used to treat Parkinson's disease, the drug is a strong hallucinogenic when abused. "People were taking steroids, Valium, hooked on painkillers, drinking. They'd go on raids and patrols totally stoned. We're killing the wrong people all the time, and mostly by accident. One guy in my squadron ran over a family with his tank..."

- Probing A Bloodbath~Newsweek Int'l Edition
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thanks, bas

what a way to thank

This guy just made my day. He turned my monday blues to... erm... something more cheerful. See lah. I'm at loss for words.

Anyway, I guess it's his way of thanking me for helping him succeed in his relationship so far. Well Bas, you've thanked me enough. Now it's my turn...

THANK YOU ! ! !

*click* something sweet from my buddy *click*

anal retentive

anal retentive..? or trying to be politically correct?

"...It is not a Tamil word. Nor it is an English word. Nor it is a Greek word. Hell, it is NOT even a word. It is gibberish of the purest kind.... If there is one gibberish that is to be flushed down the toilet, this is it...

... Indian girls and ladies wear a "dot" on our forehead. The proper name is "pottu" but forget it. You are still gonna call it a dot. It is not there for infrared or bluetooth purposes.... "
- frozenqueen

tioman dive trip

diving @ tioman

A tad late but better than never, I guess..

Just a quick weekend getaway. 2D1N trip to the Salang part of Pulau Tioman. That place is like the Patong Beach of Phuket. Brimming with tourists and the prices of things there are very much fluctuated/hiked *yikes!*.









The resort I stayed in was VERY basic (no fancy-schmancy fluffy pillows or comforters kinda' thing) but at least they have a toilet attached to every rooms (and aircon!). It was darn far from the jetty, ok. Like 10-15mins walk. I remembered walking to the resort as soon as we arrived at P.Tioman after a dreadful 4hr boat ride from Mersing, at around 4 freaking AM. Felt like some hiking trip along the poorly lit paths (at some parts, even total darkness!).





Diving wise, I can say there are more varieties of marine life as compared to the Pulau Aur-Dayang area but the clarity/visibilty underwater is slightly lagging. Managed to explore the famed underwater caves. Gorgeous! The night dive was pretty boring and I got lotsa' unknown sediments coming my way *ugh!*. And the waters off the distant, lone islands has within it, some of the the most wonderful array of marine life worth exploring. Love it!

Oh ya... My collegue and I chipped in to bring along an el-cheapo underwater Kodak disposable camera (max. 15m underwater). But I think we brought it to almost 20m.. Still survived.. Heh.

Warh, I wonder how much I got paid for promoting this....

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