Saturday, January 27, 2007


i, admittedly, was loathing a bit about going. don't get me wrong.. it's not like i don't wanna be part of such a joyous occasion of one of my soccermates. it's just my natural reaction to being subjected to a formal occasion where i feel obliged to dress nice etc etc.. i've always shun wedding occasions of distant relatives.. the only times i actually enjoy being part of an occasion like that has to go back to the days where i was the best boy for my aunt and uncle.(on 2 occasions somemore!)
however, i feel very honoured to be invited to be part of an important part of my mate's life. (he's tied down. great.. one less hunk to fight with for gals.. hiak hiak..) i went n met up with more neighbourhood mates. we were seated at table 23 and half the table were my mates. we grew up playing soccer at the grass patch between block 105 and 106 together and i was realli glad i turn up and had this rare meetup with these guys who've moved away as the years flew by.
inevitably, thoughts of my very own moment arise and i was kinda taking mental notes on what i want, what i thought was nice, what i thought could be improved etc.. i couldn't help thinking of her as i set day dreaming at the wedding table. one day.. one day it'll be my turn and i'd love to invite my mates along for share this joyous occasion with me.. ahhh... *grinz*
Blabbered bean @ 20:57 //

Monday, January 15, 2007

The Honeymoonees @ BuddhaLand..

On my first ever trip without the supervision of parents or relatives, i visited buddhaland.. it's also the first time i burn my pocket with all the expenses also la.. 12th to 15th january.. we afforded ourselves the luxury of taking SIA and unloaded our luggages at the luxury hotel with a less-than-classy name, Plaza Athenee Hotel Bankok. well, it certainly was a nice, comfy hotel to stay in..
jostling thru the 'sa-wa-dee-karp' of frenly DVD & LV wallet hawkers and the 'shiok, shiok f**king shiok' of thai-ger show tout, we proceeded to shop, shop n shop! night markets, day markets, shopping malls.. nothing stand in our way as we bargained our way around while i don't reckon i ever tip as often as i did here.. hiak! thai taxi drivers loves tourists..!we literally walked till the both of us drop.. our soles ache so badly that we seek the healing miracle of Lazarus in the form of the thai masseurs. just about 4 bucks(SGD) for a half hour foot massage and around 10 bucks for a full hour body massage! how cheap is that?! how i wish there is such service at affordable prices in spore..
this french cafe we pass by have their waitresses dressed in french maid costumes. the ambience is good and wonderful location. - in front of a shopping mall and near their train service. aww.. the wind so breezy.. just nice to chill out and swap sweet-nothings with your honeymoonee.. hiak! ;)
thailand is full of strange stuff.. other than the jumbu(water apple) my dad instructed me to get for him, there is this weird-looking fruit which i have never seen before! i was initially attracted by its brilliant green..(i love green!) then i coined it the buddha head fruit. coz the lil' cones which formed on the fruit surface resembles and reminds me of the buddha pointed headwear. anyone care to share what's the name of this fruit?
Other than fruits, we also got ourselves some flowers. the bouquet of flowers make great cny decoration and will prolly last till the end of the cny period while the cheeky air-brushed tattoo of a flower on dearie's left ankle will oni last one week. which means i can call her ah huey for one week.. hiak hiak.. ;D
Some say you haven't visited bangkok until you've visited the famous 4-face buddha. so we went along to pay our respects. making some donations, taking some holy smoke into our lungs and spying on some dancers sneaking some last minute touch-ups to their makeup.
we decided to go ahead and do a foreign marriage certificate but were rebuffed by the guy who pointed us to the sign just outside. "Oh darn! we're not aliens.. thus no marriage.. guess we'll hv to wait a couple of years and do the proper procedure in singapore.." =P
after a great deal of shopping, the time to depart had to come.. leaving behind our many precious memories, we headed back to the usually-sunny singapore..

Blabbered bean @ 20:59 //

Saturday, January 13, 2007

i'm feeling it. haiz..

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febuary 20th i'll be gone from sg.. it just seems so near.. haiz..

what's ahead is unknown to everyone. looking forward with enthusiasm is what we can do. but it's not an easy path..

feeling the high of having good company in singapore has made me realli realli reluctant in going back to melbourne. it's not that hard for me to guess how bad she'll hv to bear with me not being around.. just multiply that how much i miss her with the number of seconds i won't be in singapore.

formulae of the day:

(How much i miss her) x (Number of seconds i won't be in sg) = (How much she miss me)

*yea.. i'm sure that's how much she misses me.. but bet ya cant get it out of her mouth though.. y? haiz.. coz of pride.

pride is a very powerful element within humans. used positively, it can drive ppl to get what they want. to realize their ambition and goals. but many a time it can oso be "used" wrongly too.. take for example, in a tiff between 2 ppl.

how often do u see ppl with courage to apologize for what they did on hindsight and reflection? becoz of pride or maybe some say ego, ppl would at most keep quiet and move on. many "chooses" to lug it on be later regreting they wasted the time..

how much courage then does it take for one to apologize for something they hadn't done wrongly? i don't see it as the person being a cowardice person or pushover to apologize or give in to something they obviously didn't feel they did wrong in. i think it is an act of courage to be able to see the big picture and swallow one's pride and move on. dwelling on is meaningless. i dun think the satisfaction of hearing the opposite apologize is worth the trouble that was caused in the process.

time is an intangible thing. but in the time that was wasted in a tiff, many meaningful, enjoyable and memorable stuff could hv taken place. and this is what could hv been. depressing times is when my feelings come out thick n strong.. but i'd much rather be happy-go-lucky and smiling all the time.. i'd rather die smiling with many wrinkles than to live a life looking back on what could hv been.

may 2007 be a good year for all who read this..
Blabbered bean @ 20:48 //

Wednesday, January 03, 2007

i miss the gal in copenhagen..

i realli do..
Blabbered bean @ 23:54 //