Glee and the negligible

It has been about three months since I last touched this blog of mine, now it’s time for me to wipe off the dust and proceed with some necessary resuscitation.  It has been one and a half months since I shifted from what I call a workplace to this new area I dub “the end of the world”.  This huge relocation has not been enjoyable at all.  It felt like I was forcefully dragged down from the white fluffy clouds of heaven into the muddy depths of the piranha-infested Amazon River.  Oh well, at least it’s nowhere near hell.  I no longer advocate environmental conservation, in fact, I openly wish for all the rainforests (or at least those in Singapore) to be logged.  All those self-proclaimed environmentalists should experience subsisting in the jungle for a week or more regularly, before they open their supposedly altruistic mouths.  I thoroughly detest living in the forest and am completely unable to adapt to such unsanitary conditions.  Perhaps it is because I’m a Chinese and we, Chinese people, have been civilised for more than five thousand years.  Therefore, we have probably evolved to such a stage that we cannot withstand being thrown back into the wilderness with the other primitive animals.  Anyway, the end of the world operates somewhat like exile island and fortunately I only have 2 weeks remaining (or so I hope).  I have to break out from this nutshell before I blast some empty skulls into smithereens.

Enough of such destructive talk, I shall veer towards a happier direction now.

GLEE

I LOVE this show!  It’s my current favourite television series.  Although Gossip Girl has the ever-so-hot Leighton Meester and is still as bitchy as ever, Glee has become my number one show because of one simple reason:  it makes me happy.  If you’re exhausted from watching those depressing dramas, you should just turn to Glee.  It is bound to make you ecstatic with all the singing, humour and the little tugs at societal issues.  For those of you who don’t know, this series is about a show-choir and it’s assortment of members.  Give it a try, I promise you won’t regret it.  Unfortunately there isn’t a new episode this week and the next two weeks, all because Fox had to make the timeslot available for some pathetic thing called the World Series.  I mean who the hell watches baseball other than the Americans, Japanese, some Koreans and “citizens” of that “country” informally named Taiwan.  These people don’t even make up a billion.  Ok, I know Glee is an American show, but they could’ve put those stick-meets-ball games at another timeslot or shifted Glee to a different timeslot.  No wonder some people can’t stand Fox.  I can’t wait for that show to return.   By the way, you can find all my favourite American television shows at greatstufftv.com

Narcoleptic

I have to admit that I’ve been too indolent to bother lifting up my fingers and racking my brains to produce decent blog entries.  After all, my life has not been immensely peculiar or fascinating and I don’t indulge in activities such as boring others with mundane proceedings of my nondescript existence unlike certain people who derive pleasure out of churning out material that is neither poetry nor prose and placing excessive emphasis on minor events that could put an owl to sleep.  Furthermore, I think I’m suffering from something I call “post-mc syndrome”.  If you don’t already know, I had four days of mc last week and it was rather dull.  I hardly went out and only met up with Fadhil and Konrad.  Fadhil wanted to enjoy his time here before he went off to Taiwan for three weeks of crap.  Before he left, he was telling us how he felt that going to Taiwan isn’t so bad even though it is a non-halal hell (for him) of tantalising delicacies and he had to navigate in a totally alien environment.  I bet he took back his words when he arrived there because I received two text messages from him last night bemoaning how he hates Taiwan, the food and the “annoyingly bloody hot weather”.  It wasn’t unexpected of him to complain about everything there and I was laughing when I read his messages.  I wonder how much each text costs and whether he managed to navigate his way out of the jungle.  On the day that he was to depart for Taiwan, we had dinner at Ichiban Boshi and sinful ice-cream at Udders.  I had one scoop of some hazelnut ice cream and a crazy scoop of whiskey dark choc (the girl at the counter claimed that two scoops of this was equal to a can of beer).

Thus, I spent the whole of last week sleeping and waking up late.  I think this has resulted in a malfunction of my biological clock and my lethargy during the day at my workplace.  This week is definitely going to be more eventful since it’s the national day long weekend and my parents are flying overseas and their annoying presence would not be felt.  I had my weekly meet-up with Terence, Vernon and Xuehu last night, tuition just now, GI Joe tomorrow and Up! with Ian & company on Friday.  I’ll also be having a sleepover on Saturday and clubbing on national day!  So many activities lined up, I’m getting excited already.  I hope you’ll be having a lovely weekend too.

A Little Crazy, Maybe

I’ve been slacking around at my “workplace” and I think I’m getting to used to the air-conditioning.  I’m afraid that when I’ve to go back to running in the hot sun, I’ll be cursing and swearing.  I went flying today at the Singapore Youth Flying Club.  It wasn’t really exciting because the plane we flew was a tiny one that operates using a propeller.  It moved at a flying snail’s pace and we could only fly in a limited airzone.  The only thrilling parts were during sharp turns and moving upwards as the G-force pushed against my body.  Other than that, it was rather blah.  This month has been one filled with a whole lot of shopping for me (actually last month I spent quite a lot too).  I just bought a Gucci wallet today when I went shopping with Xiuru at Orchard.  We explored Ion Orchard and walked around the other malls too.  Ion is not too bad, but some boutiques which I really wanna enter such as Dolce & Gabbana have yet to open.  I’m going to Orchard again tomorrow.  A few of the things that I’ve bought recently are Diesel jeans, Boss shoes, ordered a pair of really nice Gola by Christian Lacroix shoes which are not available in Singapore and some shirts.  My aunt came back from the US this week so I asked her to help me buy shoes and jeans too!  I’m gonna see her tomorrow evening during the weekly family dinner and I can’t wait.  I think after tomorrow’s shopping trip, I shall attempt to cease all shopping till next month.  But wait a minute, isn’t next month just a week away?

Pitter Patter, it’s raining

It’s been aeons since I last updated and so many things have occured though many were insignificant.  I think I’ve unofficially retired from the clubbing scene.  The last time I went was with Terence to Zirca and he had a terrible hang over the morning after and vowed never to drink more than a glass of housepour ever again (like that will happen).  I don’t have the urge to go clubbing anymore and it just isn’t as fun as it used to be.

I’m currently holding an 8am to 5pm appointment, so I’ve been really free these past few weeks and this will continue all the way till September.  I can go out on weeknights while most of my poor peers are behind fences with barbed wire atop.  On Monday, I had dinner with Vernon, Xuehu and Terence at The Soup Spoon and some drinks at Starbaucks thereafter.  Terence was in a bad mood because he had to recourse and he wented to release his frustration.  Haha.  He’s still complaining about his Medical Officer.  I don’t think he’s going to stop until he gets posted out of his course.  Tuesday, I went to the movies with Jing Cheng, Carol and Kum Boon to watch The Taking of Pelham 123.  It’s the best show I’ve watched in these two months.  There seems to be a lack of quality films in the theatre this summer.  Yesterday, I met up with Vernon and Terence to keep Xuehu company while waiting for his bridges to return after the National Day Parade rehearsal so that he can dismantle them.  It’s quite retarded to think that he had to spend the whole day there just to assemble the bridges and dismantle them after the rehearsal.  We had ice cream and talked a whole lot of rubbish.  After that, Terence and I went to Vivocity to have dinner with Ian at Modestos.  His wonderful parents treated us.  We watched Transformers after dinner and Ian’s mum was so kind to send me home as the movie ended near midnight.  I think the movie was not as bad as I expected it to be, but I still insist that it is highly over-rated.  The plot is weak and the movie is only getting this much attention because of its huge budget, Megan Fox, people’s childhood memories of watching the Transformers cartoon and Steven Spielberg.

Today, I lazed around in the morning and got irritated by my Indian neighbours playing their Indian music and singing.  Do they think they’re in Bollywood?!  I celebrated Chia Hao’s birthday together with Wilson at Swensen’s and we had ice cream cake and ice cream.  I think I’m going to become obese soon.  I’ve been eating and munching without doing much exercise and this reminds me of the number of durians I ate on Friday.  I better start jogging every day.

There’s a thunderstorm going on just outside my window, yet I feel so calm and warm in my room.  I love it when it rains (of course only when I’m indoors).  This reminds me of that dreadful time when my tent was flooded due to a torrential downpour and I was completely drenched.  I think I’m being totally random.  I have put up a few photos in this post, the rest are on facebook.

Annoyed

I’m ultra pissed right now.  It’s my last weekend that I get to return from exile island and I thought I could get some peace, but guess what?  The bloody people who did not realise that the world is overpopulated and conceived me, yes my F**king parents, have got me all hot and flustered.  First of all, I told them that I would be back at 8pm but there was nobody home when I returned at 8.30pm.  My freaking mum, who is extremely paranoid about people breaking into our house, doesn’t allow me to bring the house keys to exile island.  Thus, I had to wait for them to come home to open the god-damn door.  Next, my parents got my house repainted even though it has only been a year since we moved in just after it was built.  This resulted in the big huge mess that is surrounding me right now and I have to clear this mess which I didn’t create.  I want to strangle them NOW!  

On the brighter side of things, I’m graduating from exile island on tuesday and will be getting a week and a half long holiday.

Short Weekend

I’m going back to exile island in about an hour’s time, even though I just returned from there at 11am yesterday.  I had to stay back to go to the gym because I didn’t pass IPPT on Monday, but I did pass on Wednesday.  Although I had successfully cleared the IPPT on Wednesday, I was forced to stay behind due to the inflexibility over there.  I spent the whole day fermenting at home yesterday while keeping myself updated on Ugly Betty.

Today, I went to the crappiest sale of my life.  The Club21 sale.  It was just horrible.  The selection of men’s clothes and apparel there were just simply pathetic.  The prices were low, but the goods weren’t worth purchasing.  I felt embarrassed to be spotted at such a sale.  I was with two friends I made on exile island.  We couldn’t take it anymore, so we hopped onto a cab to Orchard.  I didn’t buy anything because there wasn’t much that caught my attention.  However, it was rather fun window shopping at the high-end boutiques which we obviously could not afford with our meagre “allowance”.  Lunch at Sushi Tei was lovely.  I gotta go now or I’ll be late for that diesel-stinking boat.

A Friend Who Desires Prostitution

  I have been completely neglecting this blog.  Perhaps it’s because I’m allowed access to a computer only on weekends or maybe because I don’t know what’s “legal” to write about and what’s not.  I really adore that organisation (which I shall not mention lest I get into trouble) that prohibits one’s function of a normal life.  I shall talk about a friend of mine since I do not intend to break the regulations by this so-called organisation that I now serve under.

  Apparently, I have a friend who doesn’t see what’s wrong with prostitution.  It (it is not an animal, even though it has sex like one, but it is my friend) claims that it doesn’t see why it should not get paid for casual sex since it is already doing it.  I’m extremely disappointed and disgusted with it.  If it is reading it and actually knows that I’m referring to it, I hope that it will change it’s ways and put a halt to all this crap.  What’s wrong with prostitution?  WHAT’S WRONG WITH PROSTITUTION?!  It’s about one’s morals.  If one engages in sex just for the money, one is lower than an animal (even animals select their mates, by the way, humans are technically animals too) because one becomes just like a dummy one can buy from a shop on the first floor of lucky plaza.  Anyway, this friend of mine needs help and I seriously do not know how to help it.  I cannot believe that I actually have a wh*re as a friend who is almost a total failure in life.  It is somebody my mother would ask me to disassociate myself from if she knew about it’s activities.

Back

I have abandoned my blog for nearly an entire month.  I’ve been rather lethargic and my weekends are usually spent doing other things, so I’ve been neglecting my little space here where I type.  I’ll come up with a proper post tmr, the day after or the day after that.  It’s a long weekend and I got to book out at noon today.  I spent some time with Chia How and Wilson before having dinner and supper with Mong and XY.  The army isn’t so bad as some people describe it.  Maybe it’s because I’m in a “welfare” company or it’s just one’s own perception.  I’ll be enjoying this rare LONG weekend!

Vanished

My birthday’s gone and I’ve celebrated it.  Now it’s time for me to disappear for two weeks.  Don’t miss me too much, ok?

Karma

I’m going to return that mobile phone I found tomorrow.  Yishuang suggested two ways of returning it.  One is to hand it over to the police and the other is to pass it to starhub.  I think the phone’s either cursed or I’ve collected a lot of bad karma.  Yesterday was supposed to be a wonderful day of cycling in the day and clubbing at Zouk in the night.  However, I ended up limping around like a handicap.  I wasn’t careful and went off the cycling track and fell.  To make things worse, Yishuang crashed into me from behind because of her delayed reaction.  She was unscathed, while I was left with wounds on my right knee, foot and palm.  We had cycled from East Coast to Changi and there was no way I was going to walk all the way back so I called a taxi to bring us back.  We had actually planned to cycle the whole Park Connector Network (PCN) route.  Luckily my dad was rollerblading at East Coast so I could take a lift home.  I couldn’t go to Zouk in such a state so I had dinner with Vernon, Fabian, Xuehu and Terence.  Terence and Fabian then came over to my house for a sleepover.  I contributed a lot to the economy yesterday because I took a total of four taxi rides.  I think I’ll have to idle around the whole week at home until I have to return to school when the results are released.  This is such a fantastic way to spend my remaining days of freedom.