Caution's thrown to the winds;
It's just me and her...
It's now or it's never...
It's just me and her...
It's now or it's never...
Sunday, May 10, 2009
Monday, April 27, 2009
randomness
1. I wonder why when i have to go through just a pile of shit... i always end up with a mountain of it.
2. I hope that my students lose their fascination with my hair ( the one on my head as well as the body). If not i got no choice but to wax.... * this can be added to my mountain of shit
3. I want to go back to my Primary 6 days.. If I'd known that this is how being grown up feels, i would have given the hardest kick that i had ever felt to myself.
4. Do not open any mails that has your name on its cover. Its most probably a bill.... or a bloody barger of a letter from the hucking Reservist Unit informing you of your blaady IPPT which is a week away.
5. In life, YOU will come across many bridges, bridges that you cross... and bridges that you burn.. I am the one that you should burn now.
2. I hope that my students lose their fascination with my hair ( the one on my head as well as the body). If not i got no choice but to wax.... * this can be added to my mountain of shit
3. I want to go back to my Primary 6 days.. If I'd known that this is how being grown up feels, i would have given the hardest kick that i had ever felt to myself.
4. Do not open any mails that has your name on its cover. Its most probably a bill.... or a bloody barger of a letter from the hucking Reservist Unit informing you of your blaady IPPT which is a week away.
5. In life, YOU will come across many bridges, bridges that you cross... and bridges that you burn.. I am the one that you should burn now.
Sunday, April 19, 2009
Too many adjustments to consider...but the heart desires.
It's very difficult to make incisive decisions. It's even more difficult to contemplate possibilities that are not within my control and at the same time, accept my inability to control and throw caution to the wind. What my heart desires, my mind disdains....how like that?
Sunday, April 12, 2009
Confessions from the first massage...
Went for my first massage in Batam ( and no.. i didn't go for any "specials" or "raba raba" or even "boom booms" ) nothing sleazy in nature. Just a regular massage to iron out 27 years of crank.
I did have my apprehensions about going to a parlour and getting (wo)manhandled into pulp, but the company of a friend eased me in to the idea.
To be honest, it can be quite harrowing if you do not know what to expect. So let me list it out from a novice's point of view.
Points to note when going for your first massage:
1) When the masseuse puts a small trough of water infront of you. Don't be an eager beaver and wash your face in it. You put your feet in it.. There is nothing more embarrassing than a indon masseuse giggling at you.
2) Don't gasp like a wuss when she touches your feet. She is a masseuse and its her job. Again, there is nothing more embarrassing then an Indon masseuse giggling at you.
3) When she asks you if you would like to use some "oil" ... don't show the typical Singaporean in you and ask if there is extra charge for it..
4) She is an Indonesian, therefore she will ask the previous question in a weird way because of her accent... You don't get too excited or too scared.
5) Don't bother asking "So , do you want me to lie down?" when you are already doing so...
6) "Dia ada banya bulu" means that you have plenty of hair.. It also means that you are gonna need more than one bottle of oil. Oh yeah... it also means its gonna hurt like hell...
7) Its alright to spring up and stick against the wall when the masseuse pulls your shorts down to a half butt position. Alternatively you can hold on to your shorts with your dear life and shout "Tak mau" or something to that effect.
8) If you are someone wearing specs, leave them on. The dim lights and the red curtains already will you an uncomfrotable feeling... having to add blurred vision reminds you of the movie "Hostel".
9) Pay very close attention to phonetics even when you are screaming out in pain... Screaming "Sakit sakit sakit" in pain just might give ambiguous ideas.
10) its good to have a friend proned just beside you.. Somehow there is an unfathomable pleasure when seeing your friend going through the same pain as what you just did a few minutes earlier....
I did have my apprehensions about going to a parlour and getting (wo)manhandled into pulp, but the company of a friend eased me in to the idea.
To be honest, it can be quite harrowing if you do not know what to expect. So let me list it out from a novice's point of view.
Points to note when going for your first massage:
1) When the masseuse puts a small trough of water infront of you. Don't be an eager beaver and wash your face in it. You put your feet in it.. There is nothing more embarrassing than a indon masseuse giggling at you.
2) Don't gasp like a wuss when she touches your feet. She is a masseuse and its her job. Again, there is nothing more embarrassing then an Indon masseuse giggling at you.
3) When she asks you if you would like to use some "oil" ... don't show the typical Singaporean in you and ask if there is extra charge for it..
4) She is an Indonesian, therefore she will ask the previous question in a weird way because of her accent... You don't get too excited or too scared.
5) Don't bother asking "So , do you want me to lie down?" when you are already doing so...
6) "Dia ada banya bulu" means that you have plenty of hair.. It also means that you are gonna need more than one bottle of oil. Oh yeah... it also means its gonna hurt like hell...
7) Its alright to spring up and stick against the wall when the masseuse pulls your shorts down to a half butt position. Alternatively you can hold on to your shorts with your dear life and shout "Tak mau" or something to that effect.
8) If you are someone wearing specs, leave them on. The dim lights and the red curtains already will you an uncomfrotable feeling... having to add blurred vision reminds you of the movie "Hostel".
9) Pay very close attention to phonetics even when you are screaming out in pain... Screaming "Sakit sakit sakit" in pain just might give ambiguous ideas.
10) its good to have a friend proned just beside you.. Somehow there is an unfathomable pleasure when seeing your friend going through the same pain as what you just did a few minutes earlier....
Saturday, April 11, 2009
My Defiance
Noun : a daring or bold resistance to authority or to any opposing force.
A necessary evil to break the mindless conformism to the expectations of ethnicity and society. An invaluable trait of character that shatters all limitations set upon one's self by that one himself. The one true liberation....
It took the skies, the trails and a wicked set of wheels, to enlighten the deluded conformist in me to the existence of my other side .... My Defiance.
A necessary evil to break the mindless conformism to the expectations of ethnicity and society. An invaluable trait of character that shatters all limitations set upon one's self by that one himself. The one true liberation....
It took the skies, the trails and a wicked set of wheels, to enlighten the deluded conformist in me to the existence of my other side .... My Defiance.
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Me... and my procrastinations....
Was in the bus on my way back home when i received a message from a dear old friend...
"...... I'll be leaving tonight with my wife and kid to Australia.. It will be 2 years or more before we return......"
It stung me very badly. I always wanted to organise a reunion lunch or a dinner where by all the seniors from the Masjid Al-Amin religious class can congregate once before he flew off. He was one of the key people who defined my learning journey... maybe journey is too strong a word ... lets call it learning experience then.. He made if fun and enjoyable when every other factor scared me off.
He told me that he would be flying off in Feb '09 back in December. I told him that i will be organising a meet up tomorrow.. Somehow, tomorrow never came. The message fuelled nothing but regret for not having the meet up sooner.
I am not someone who believes that all will be normal when he returns.. 2 years later. Time changes everyone and everything. Anything can happen in a short span of time. When constant contact is absent... even a good friend becomes a stranger and all you have is just the memories to remember by... when a little more effort could have achieved other wise.
"...... I'll be leaving tonight with my wife and kid to Australia.. It will be 2 years or more before we return......"
It stung me very badly. I always wanted to organise a reunion lunch or a dinner where by all the seniors from the Masjid Al-Amin religious class can congregate once before he flew off. He was one of the key people who defined my learning journey... maybe journey is too strong a word ... lets call it learning experience then.. He made if fun and enjoyable when every other factor scared me off.
He told me that he would be flying off in Feb '09 back in December. I told him that i will be organising a meet up tomorrow.. Somehow, tomorrow never came. The message fuelled nothing but regret for not having the meet up sooner.
I am not someone who believes that all will be normal when he returns.. 2 years later. Time changes everyone and everything. Anything can happen in a short span of time. When constant contact is absent... even a good friend becomes a stranger and all you have is just the memories to remember by... when a little more effort could have achieved other wise.
Tuesday, February 03, 2009
An uncertain year ahead...
A lot of things seem rather uncertain at this point of time in my life. There are so many things that i wanted to achieve in this new year but judging from the way i am struggling to manage my scarcely available free time, i doubt i would even get through half of my list.
I badly wanted to sign up for guitar classes but my fickle course time table eliminated all possibilities. I believe i won't learn much if all i can commit is about an hour a month can i?... and yeah, I am no Mozart... to pick up music that fast.
I need to buy a new camera... Current one got fried big time thanks to a AC/DC conversion cock-up. Somehow, buying a cheap substandard camera to tide the times by doesn't appeal to me.. I rather spend the money on good, durable and sustainable quality... But my pocket seems to be bleeding right now. So i shall review this in about 6 months.. God knows how i am going to survive when it comes to doing task and stuff....
As mentioned in my earlier entry...circumstances forced me to buy a new phone and as mentioned in my earlier paragraph, my poor pocket is vomitting blood now.. yet i decided to buy a Blackberry Bold...Did my research on the phone seems very sustainable and relative for the next 3 years.. Somehow all my phones lasted a long time... 4 yrs on average. Starting from my Nokia 3310 to 7610 then to the grand daddy... the Sony P910... and now to the BBB...
Anyway i was initially planning to write a very sombre entry about the contemplations of my ( and my surrounding social circle's ) future but somehow, for once( and very rarely) my materialistic aspects took precedence...What i possessed never mattered to me that much .. I simply relish its existence initially then i always temper down. What i have is all attributed to HIM only... I wanted to comment about the way the world is going.. but i am no world leader to effect any change nor do i wish to get shoe-ed on stage.. Guess i am getting sleepy.. so i am just logging off.
I badly wanted to sign up for guitar classes but my fickle course time table eliminated all possibilities. I believe i won't learn much if all i can commit is about an hour a month can i?... and yeah, I am no Mozart... to pick up music that fast.
I need to buy a new camera... Current one got fried big time thanks to a AC/DC conversion cock-up. Somehow, buying a cheap substandard camera to tide the times by doesn't appeal to me.. I rather spend the money on good, durable and sustainable quality... But my pocket seems to be bleeding right now. So i shall review this in about 6 months.. God knows how i am going to survive when it comes to doing task and stuff....
As mentioned in my earlier entry...circumstances forced me to buy a new phone and as mentioned in my earlier paragraph, my poor pocket is vomitting blood now.. yet i decided to buy a Blackberry Bold...Did my research on the phone seems very sustainable and relative for the next 3 years.. Somehow all my phones lasted a long time... 4 yrs on average. Starting from my Nokia 3310 to 7610 then to the grand daddy... the Sony P910... and now to the BBB...
Anyway i was initially planning to write a very sombre entry about the contemplations of my ( and my surrounding social circle's ) future but somehow, for once( and very rarely) my materialistic aspects took precedence...What i possessed never mattered to me that much .. I simply relish its existence initially then i always temper down. What i have is all attributed to HIM only... I wanted to comment about the way the world is going.. but i am no world leader to effect any change nor do i wish to get shoe-ed on stage.. Guess i am getting sleepy.. so i am just logging off.
Monday, February 02, 2009
The farewell...
I bid thee farewell my friend... You saw me through my times of joy, sadness and the entire spectrum of human emotions for the past 4 and half years. You have endured all the punishment i dealt you, and you served me with the utmost loyalty... Though your skin bears the many battle scars, you fought like a warrior with brandishing armour.. But like with everything else... Change has to occur. Its about time i relieve you of your duties... and give you your due retirement.. so , good bye my friend. I have reserved a sport for you in my "life in a shoe box".
Sony Ericcson P910, 2004 - 2009
Sony Ericcson P910, 2004 - 2009
On this sombre event, i would like to introduce to you ... your successor ( who is going to have a difficult time filling in your shoes... )
BlackBerry Bold 9000......
BlackBerry Bold 9000......
Sunday, January 04, 2009
The USRAEL and the United Spectators.
Was channel surfing at about close to 5 am when i saw the breaking news. Israeli troops enter the Gaza Strip after a week long air raid. What is the need for a ground invasion when everything is pretty much leveled out in the coastal strip that measures 41km long by 6km wide.
The entire "occupation" stinks of contradiction. What is the objective of it. Israel claims that its not in its intention to re-occupy Gaza, while it is pushing its forces in through at least four different entry points into the strip.. BBC reports that Israel just wants to take control of the Hamaz controlled facilities from which rockets are fired. Which pretty much sums up to the entire strip and in even simpler words, its an occupation... no less. What happens after they capture Gaza...How long are they going to hold it in capture? Do they honestly think that the Gazans are going to take the Israeli restructuring hands down?
[Excerpt from BBC]
(In a pre-recorded statement broadcast on al-Jazeera TV, Damascus-based Khaled Meshaal, said Israel would be making a "foolish mistake" if it sent tanks into Gaza.
There is a humanitarian crisis going on where over 75 % of the Gazans are unable to support themselves. Israel controls all that goes into Gaza.. including the entries of international journalists, food and medical aid ( if they are allowing anything in at all.)
Next comes the UN... United Nations. I wish that they would be renamed as the United Spectators. Why is that they don't flex their muscle when USRAEL fails to convene to their strong warnings.. Israel totally neglected its warnings when it decided to invade Gaza.. why is nothing being done. By the time the UN comes to a decision from all its meetings... there won't be much of Gaza left to make any difference...
The entire "occupation" stinks of contradiction. What is the objective of it. Israel claims that its not in its intention to re-occupy Gaza, while it is pushing its forces in through at least four different entry points into the strip.. BBC reports that Israel just wants to take control of the Hamaz controlled facilities from which rockets are fired. Which pretty much sums up to the entire strip and in even simpler words, its an occupation... no less. What happens after they capture Gaza...How long are they going to hold it in capture? Do they honestly think that the Gazans are going to take the Israeli restructuring hands down?
[Excerpt from BBC]
(In a pre-recorded statement broadcast on al-Jazeera TV, Damascus-based Khaled Meshaal, said Israel would be making a "foolish mistake" if it sent tanks into Gaza.
"We will not break, we will not surrender or give in to your conditions," Mr Meshaal said in a speech aimed at the Israelis, the Palestinians and the wider Muslim world.)
To be honest, i really do agree with him. The people of Gaza are not like the 3rd generation of some developed country in which everything is taken for granted. All the average Gazan has seen in his life is conflicts, bullets, bloodshed and loss of loved ones. Martyrdom is an ultimate prestige. There is no way they are going to take the invasion. They'd rather die.
The only thing that is gained from a war is actually the loss of humanity.There is a humanitarian crisis going on where over 75 % of the Gazans are unable to support themselves. Israel controls all that goes into Gaza.. including the entries of international journalists, food and medical aid ( if they are allowing anything in at all.)
There has to be a better way to resolve this issue... too many civilians have already lost their lives. Where are the foreign powers when you actually need one... hmmm lets see...
Next comes the UN... United Nations. I wish that they would be renamed as the United Spectators. Why is that they don't flex their muscle when USRAEL fails to convene to their strong warnings.. Israel totally neglected its warnings when it decided to invade Gaza.. why is nothing being done. By the time the UN comes to a decision from all its meetings... there won't be much of Gaza left to make any difference...
Live.... and let live...
Life is a beautiful gift. It unfolds delicately with every decision we make. Every decision, has its consequences which in turn will affect the individual and his/her surrounding. What we make of it is up to us.. Ok.. enough of all these long and grossly over-used cliches. There is going to be nothing nice about this entry.
I have always considered myself as a relatively good friend to all my friends out there. I also believe that i have practiced enduring patience when times called for it. And there are probably a few more nice things that i can safely say about myself. Chief amongst which is ...me understanding all the shit that i get for things that i didn't commit. But nevermind, I understand.
I know that Life is unfair and sometimes there is really nothing we can do about it except embrace it. Sometimes we all have to vent out that built up steam inside. Frankly i don't mind being the punching bag. But everything has its breaking limits... Even a punching bag breaks to wear and tear.
I know that Life deals us painful lessons that makes us shudder in fear when we have to move on. But being the victim indefinitely is not an option either. Being shackled to our pasts only cripples our future. Being sore about it doesn't solve anything. And ya.. don't take it out on me for now, i am a broken punching bag.
I know that in Life certain things , despite being so close, will slip right through your fingers.. So don't close your fist and start punching this punching bag for your missed possibilities.
I know that Life is like a tour of duty. Everyone switches roles after a short while. Why is it that you always want to play the emo boxer? Life's like a box of chocolates... try everyone of them...
Lastly , why is it that a hundred good things that i did can simply be overlooked when i slipped up once. Why can't I be cut the slack when so many others got it before me?
Sigh.. this has got to change.. and they will.
Live and Let Live.
I have always considered myself as a relatively good friend to all my friends out there. I also believe that i have practiced enduring patience when times called for it. And there are probably a few more nice things that i can safely say about myself. Chief amongst which is ...me understanding all the shit that i get for things that i didn't commit. But nevermind, I understand.
I know that Life is unfair and sometimes there is really nothing we can do about it except embrace it. Sometimes we all have to vent out that built up steam inside. Frankly i don't mind being the punching bag. But everything has its breaking limits... Even a punching bag breaks to wear and tear.
I know that Life deals us painful lessons that makes us shudder in fear when we have to move on. But being the victim indefinitely is not an option either. Being shackled to our pasts only cripples our future. Being sore about it doesn't solve anything. And ya.. don't take it out on me for now, i am a broken punching bag.
I know that in Life certain things , despite being so close, will slip right through your fingers.. So don't close your fist and start punching this punching bag for your missed possibilities.
I know that Life is like a tour of duty. Everyone switches roles after a short while. Why is it that you always want to play the emo boxer? Life's like a box of chocolates... try everyone of them...
Lastly , why is it that a hundred good things that i did can simply be overlooked when i slipped up once. Why can't I be cut the slack when so many others got it before me?
Sigh.. this has got to change.. and they will.
Live and Let Live.
Seven Pounds....My two ounces worth
Once in a while, comes along a movie that bludgeons your conscience into some serious self-questioning. A movie that questions your sense of morality and sincerity. One that explores the extent of which one is willing to go, to seek repentance. Where sorry is portrayed as anything but a simple word.
Seven Pounds. Its an extremely simple movie(really, its like reading "who moved my cheese") which injects a potent shock to a dulled out and routined (there is no such word i know, but you get what i mean) existence. To be honest, I really do not know what exactly or rather how exactly i feel about this movie. I need time for the full essence of the movie to sink in. All the movies that i needed time to ingest ended up disturbing me quite badly. I guess Seven Pounds is heading in that same direction.
The movie can summarised in two questions.
To which extent will you go to repent?
Is there any purpose to your life ?......besides merely existing to get the degree, the dream job, the dream girl, the HDB flat, the car, the vacation ......the lifelong membership with CPF......you know what i mean....
Seven Pounds. Its an extremely simple movie(really, its like reading "who moved my cheese") which injects a potent shock to a dulled out and routined (there is no such word i know, but you get what i mean) existence. To be honest, I really do not know what exactly or rather how exactly i feel about this movie. I need time for the full essence of the movie to sink in. All the movies that i needed time to ingest ended up disturbing me quite badly. I guess Seven Pounds is heading in that same direction.
The movie can summarised in two questions.
To which extent will you go to repent?
Is there any purpose to your life ?......besides merely existing to get the degree, the dream job, the dream girl, the HDB flat, the car, the vacation ......the lifelong membership with CPF......you know what i mean....
Saturday, December 27, 2008
Gran Turismo...Mountain Biko...
Somehow, after all the meandering in my plans and my routes since 6 am this morning, Ieventually managed to get to the Kent Ridge Bike Trails... and with good company too, Yusuf, a proud owner of an already scratched up brand new GT Avalanche 3.0.
It was all great fun. From deviating at Pasir Panjang at 6.30 am to meet up with Yusuf at Botanic Gardens for Mutton Murtabak ...to proceeding to Kent Ridge Trails and getting our amateur tail feathers plucked. Then, finally, after lunch, cycling all the way to Chin Swee Road to view helmets and to change my tire. Simply a superb workout that was capped with an uphill peddle to the top of Mt. Faber.
Kent Ridge is a damn cool trail albeit very technical ( ... and i mean very technical) . All that skidding, falling, banging against trees and pathetic pushing of bikes up slopes affirmed our novice skill level. I have acquired some cool scratches on my leg though it can't be seen as it is covered with all the hair on my leg and some cool bruises on my back as well. My Jamis acquired some scratches and its rear tire had to go. Got it a new Maxxis Cross Mark Tire as a present for handling so well despite my inexperience on the trails and more importantly on the bike itself.
So ya, thats about wraps up my eventful day today... and Yeah!!! NISA... you are not the only one who can put up pictures from your trail rides ok! Here is our pics... hahahah
It was all great fun. From deviating at Pasir Panjang at 6.30 am to meet up with Yusuf at Botanic Gardens for Mutton Murtabak ...to proceeding to Kent Ridge Trails and getting our amateur tail feathers plucked. Then, finally, after lunch, cycling all the way to Chin Swee Road to view helmets and to change my tire. Simply a superb workout that was capped with an uphill peddle to the top of Mt. Faber.
Kent Ridge is a damn cool trail albeit very technical ( ... and i mean very technical) . All that skidding, falling, banging against trees and pathetic pushing of bikes up slopes affirmed our novice skill level. I have acquired some cool scratches on my leg though it can't be seen as it is covered with all the hair on my leg and some cool bruises on my back as well. My Jamis acquired some scratches and its rear tire had to go. Got it a new Maxxis Cross Mark Tire as a present for handling so well despite my inexperience on the trails and more importantly on the bike itself.
So ya, thats about wraps up my eventful day today... and Yeah!!! NISA... you are not the only one who can put up pictures from your trail rides ok! Here is our pics... hahahah
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
It's the freaking wasted holidays.
It's sad that the holidays this year were a total waste. A sad waste. A very sad waste. I think I've had enough. Now back to work...
We're all meant to live for so much more...
"Meant To Live"
Fumbling his confidence
And wondering why the world has passed him by
Hoping that he's bent for more than arguments
And failed attempts to fly, fly
[Chorus]
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
Somewhere we live inside
Somewhere we live inside
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
Somewhere we live inside
Dreaming about Providence
And whether mice or men have second tries
Maybe we've been livin with our eyes half open
Maybe we're bent and broken, broken
[Chorus]
We want more than this world's got to offer
We want more than this world's got to offer
We want more than the wars of our fathers
And everything inside screams for second life, yeah
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
We were meant to live
We were meant to live
Fumbling his confidence
And wondering why the world has passed him by
Hoping that he's bent for more than arguments
And failed attempts to fly, fly
[Chorus]
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
Somewhere we live inside
Somewhere we live inside
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
Somewhere we live inside
Dreaming about Providence
And whether mice or men have second tries
Maybe we've been livin with our eyes half open
Maybe we're bent and broken, broken
[Chorus]
We want more than this world's got to offer
We want more than this world's got to offer
We want more than the wars of our fathers
And everything inside screams for second life, yeah
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
We were meant to live
We were meant to live
Saturday, December 06, 2008
Long time no see...
It's been almost 2 months since my last post. I am at a point where i am not so sure what i want to address in my blog anymore.. part of me wants to streamline the events of this blog to serious issues in life... while the other part is like struggling to break away from being too serious.. Like a conflict of interest.
Anyway, time has become such a valued commodity to me nowdays that when i finally have it, i spend a good portion of it trying to prioritise how i want to spend it. At the end of it i feel so short changed. There has been a very drastic change in me ever since i began my studies. I am spending longer hours away from friends and family. I tried assuring myself that its all a small sacrifice for the degree that i have been longing for and after it's accomplished i can go back to my usual lifestyle. Well this is where i feel i am taking things for granted. There is no guarantee that things will reamin the same way you left it... Constant communication is paramount.
On a lighter note... i called up an old camp mate of mine. The following is our conversation.
Din (which is me): [waiting for James to pick up the phone].......Then he picks up...
Din: James.....Din here.... how've you been?
James: Who?
[there is some interruption from static so i repeated]
Din: JAMES!!!!!!! DIN !!!!! here la...
James: Ya right ! then i am JAMES!!!! BOND!!!!!
Din: Dei M*****, its me Din la....
James: Oh sorry dude.. hahah.. i tot u were one of those annoying prankster cousins of mine..
[ the story goes on and mindless and fruitless conversations follow which i am going to spare you from]
Anyway, time has become such a valued commodity to me nowdays that when i finally have it, i spend a good portion of it trying to prioritise how i want to spend it. At the end of it i feel so short changed. There has been a very drastic change in me ever since i began my studies. I am spending longer hours away from friends and family. I tried assuring myself that its all a small sacrifice for the degree that i have been longing for and after it's accomplished i can go back to my usual lifestyle. Well this is where i feel i am taking things for granted. There is no guarantee that things will reamin the same way you left it... Constant communication is paramount.
On a lighter note... i called up an old camp mate of mine. The following is our conversation.
Din (which is me): [waiting for James to pick up the phone].......Then he picks up...
Din: James.....Din here.... how've you been?
James: Who?
[there is some interruption from static so i repeated]
Din: JAMES!!!!!!! DIN !!!!! here la...
James: Ya right ! then i am JAMES!!!! BOND!!!!!
Din: Dei M*****, its me Din la....
James: Oh sorry dude.. hahah.. i tot u were one of those annoying prankster cousins of mine..
[ the story goes on and mindless and fruitless conversations follow which i am going to spare you from]
Friday, October 10, 2008
My Darling for sale.... Jamis Durango.
AVID BB7 disc brakes and 24 speed Shimano gearing give the Durango 1.0 a solid performance footing and plenty of potential for skills growth, but at a price that lets you hit the trail without stripping your finances. Same ultra-refined Jamis geometry and frame as the rest of the Durango line, and the handling manners that go with them. Identical wheels and tires with the Durango 3.0 give you plenty of traction over challenging terrain, so you can ride with confidence and make the most of the Durango’s impeccable climbing and handling.
I invested in total 800 plus bucks on this bike.. and its only 6 mths old and its virtually scratchless. Plus i just recently upgraded the brakes to SRAM AVID BB7 and Shimano cranks. Planning to sell off this bike as i want to try other types of bikes...
ASKING PRICE: $650.00 ( Negotiable)
SPECS | |
| Sizes | 19" |
| Colors | Ano Silver |
| Frame & Fork | |
| Frame Construction | TIG-welded |
| Frame Tubing Material | 7005 aluminum |
| Fork Brand & Model | SR Suntour XCM, 100mm travel |
| Fork Material | Aluminum/steel, single crown |
| Rear Shock | Not applicable |
| Components | |
| Component Group | Mountain Mix |
| Brakeset | AVID BB7 brakes |
| Shift Levers | Shimano ST-EF29 EZ Fire STI |
| Front Derailleur | Shimano Acera, top-pull/clamp-on 31.8mm |
| Rear Derailleur | Shimano Alivio |
| Crankset | Truvativ Isoflow, 22/32/44 teeth |
| Pedals | Aluminum cage w/clips & straps |
| Bottom Bracket | Truvativ Power Spline |
| BB Shell Width | Unspecified |
| Rear Cogs | 8-speed, 11 - 32 teeth |
| Chain | KMC IG-31, 1/2 x 3/32" |
| Seatpost | Aluminum micro-adjust, 27.2mm diameter |
| Saddle | WTB Speed V Sport SE |
| Handlebar | Aluminum MTB |
| Handlebar Extensions | Unspecified |
| Handlebar Stem | Jamis Alloy Threadless |
| Headset | 1 1/8" threadless Tange TG-4 |
| Wheels | |
| Hubs | Formula disc |
| Rims | WTB SpeedDisc, 32-hole |
| Tires | 26 x 2.00" Hutchinson Scorpion |
| Spoke Brand | Stainless steel, 14ga. (2.0mm) straight gauge |
| Spoke Nipples | Unspecified |
Wednesday, October 01, 2008
Uniquely Singapore...
Having almost everything imported [including ideas, events and structures], I have always wondered what was soooooo unique about Singapore. The Casino, London Eye.... oops i meant the Singapore Flyer and the F1 races. You get the drift [no pun intended].
So, i voiced out my question to a friend [ think Uniquely Singapore...] after the usual Carribbean swim. He was quiet but only for a few seconds... then in his sporadic moments of patriotism, gave me a reply which dumbfounded me...really!
Me : "Mike, what the hell is so unique about Singapore mike? Why are we always copying ideas from abroad. When is the world going to copy us for a change? I mean, come on mike, F1? Why not import Cricket World Cup?
[ after moments of silence ]
Him: "Mike!! What the hell are you talking mike! Look at that tiny land ( pointing to the strip of land where now Meryll Lynch stands)... Did you ever believe that a tall building can be erected amidst all these over crowded buildings?! BUT WE DID mike!!! thats uniquely Singapore!"
Him: "Mike!! Look at that Flyover mike, did you ever think it was possible to build such a huge flyover over an already existing and busy road?! Did you mike? BUT WE DID , thats uniquely Singapore Mike! How can you ask such a question mike!?
Me: I felt like singing Majulah Singapura at that moment..
So, i voiced out my question to a friend [ think Uniquely Singapore...] after the usual Carribbean swim. He was quiet but only for a few seconds... then in his sporadic moments of patriotism, gave me a reply which dumbfounded me...really!
Me : "Mike, what the hell is so unique about Singapore mike? Why are we always copying ideas from abroad. When is the world going to copy us for a change? I mean, come on mike, F1? Why not import Cricket World Cup?
[ after moments of silence ]
Him: "Mike!! What the hell are you talking mike! Look at that tiny land ( pointing to the strip of land where now Meryll Lynch stands)... Did you ever believe that a tall building can be erected amidst all these over crowded buildings?! BUT WE DID mike!!! thats uniquely Singapore!"
Him: "Mike!! Look at that Flyover mike, did you ever think it was possible to build such a huge flyover over an already existing and busy road?! Did you mike? BUT WE DID , thats uniquely Singapore Mike! How can you ask such a question mike!?
Me: I felt like singing Majulah Singapura at that moment..
Of -isis and -fications
Lessons are going good so far. Must hand it to the lecturer. Good articulation, witty humour and excellent content knowledge.
On the other hand, Anatomy class feels as if i am learning French. Still getting used to keeping company with skeletons and this huge chart with names of every muscle and bone and yeah, ligaments as well. Everything ends with and -isis or a -fication. So its only natural when the lecturer asked me, "what happens when calcium builds up on your heels?" and i so intellectually scream out CALIFORNICATION!!!
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On the other hand, Anatomy class feels as if i am learning French. Still getting used to keeping company with skeletons and this huge chart with names of every muscle and bone and yeah, ligaments as well. Everything ends with and -isis or a -fication. So its only natural when the lecturer asked me, "what happens when calcium builds up on your heels?" and i so intellectually scream out CALIFORNICATION!!!
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Of... M.I.A and New beginnings
Work really caught up with me. Can't believe that the final term could herald in so much paperwork , undue stress and so much commitments. New team members are not really making things any easier as well. I hate it when specialization affects team dynamics and suddenly everything falls into a top down approach. Well fasting month is over, so its about time people get put into their places.
On the other hand, i have embarked on a new phase of life. Not marriage though... its the workdent[ working student ] phase( not sure if such a term exists or not but what the heck..). I have finally jumped into the ocean, lets hope i float.
On the other hand, i have embarked on a new phase of life. Not marriage though... its the workdent[ working student ] phase( not sure if such a term exists or not but what the heck..). I have finally jumped into the ocean, lets hope i float.
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