Of Devils and Zoos

I am very pleased with myself over the past few days. Somewhat.

Because I am getting a bit sick of k-dramas and tired of all-round boozing, I've managed to find that little bit of energy to expend in doing things I used to enjoy.

Like? Like hanging around in Borders and fantasizing about that humongous bookcase I'd like to brag about. I couldn't resist the temptation. After pacifying myself that I haven't really spent any on books recently, I trotted home with not one but two new titles. Time to read myself to sleep, and not fall asleep in the middle of episode don't-know-what.

And also, like catching my devils live in action over magnums at Ice Cold, with none other than my chick next to me. I thought I got high, crapping and cursing and cheering over just a couple of beers. Then, I realized the four-nothing thrashing was the one that got me high instead. You go, boys.

And then, the most satisfying of all, a long-overdue day trip just for Gu-gu and the little man. We beat the rain, but had to tackle the sun. We made it to the zoo, finally.



The little man with big shoes to fill.

Even though there was some expected miscommunication (read: we two kenna 'dua') at the beginning, it was all good. If the little one could express his thoughts coherently, I know he would've given me a big hug and a wet slurpy kiss on the lips, topping it off with a "Thank you, Gu-gu... I love you much!"

=) Fantasies.


Oh. And of course. There were the regular wines and beers, and nowadays Guiness drafts. With folks I like these days.

But it is all balanced out.

My Man

Singer. Songwriter. Actor. Golden Horse Award winner. Director-wannabe. B-baller. Magician. Mama's boy. Granny's boy. Joker. Buddy.

And now... Shoe designer.

And mind you, it's not just any shoe.





Tell me... just tell me how to not love this boy???


I am soooooo going Taipei.

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This is for real.

Ping me.

Flattered

The Starbucks boy I met every morning and afternoon while I was last in Hong Kong for a week-long meeting, who insisted on serving me everytime and who eventually succeeded in getting my email address, is coming to see me.


20:02:54 You're Beautiful Je t' aime: hihi
20:02:54 You're Beautiful Je t' aime: i will go to singapore
20:04:55 ME Inc.: hello!
20:05:01 ME Inc.: wow... really? when?
20:05:07 ME Inc.: thought u're gg india??
20:05:39 You're Beautiful Je t' aime: yeh.
20:06:01 You're Beautiful Je t' aime: i will stay in singapore few hours only.
20:06:02 You're Beautiful Je t' aime: i want go to see you..
20:06:37 ME Inc.: oh? transit only?
20:06:46 You're Beautiful Je t' aime: but i cant see u online b4... i want go to visit u and go around singapore b4...
20:09:11 You're Beautiful Je t' aime: so bad...
20:13:46 You're Beautiful Je t' aime: Dont worry, i will be back...


Wow.

Dognana

Sunday afternoon, I was playing dognana. A post-rain, still-hazy, sunless afternoon at Tanjong. The beach was very nicely empty, 'cept for the posers 'chilling out' at the beach bar. It was just perfect for us, me and Sam had good deal of fun.

Sam. I am going to ask his momma if I could be his godmomma. I can forget about all the hair shed all over my backseat. No problemo.

I haven't felt this quiet peace and happiness for a while. I have almost forgotten how much joy dogs bring me.

And so, it's got me started on something I could possibly try out. Dognana.

Hmmm...

*****

The past couple of weeks or so have been just quiet and anonymous. Eventful, yet not that eventful. With a chunk of unplanned for nostalgia.

Things that I haven't done for quite a while, and that have recently made me realized how good they used to make me feel and how much I actually do miss them.


I drove to places I haven't been back to since... since a while ago. They unfortunately reminded me of those times I have so wanted to remove from my memory, yet they also reminded me how much I enjoy the thrill of adventure and exploration. I never fail to get a kick out of amazing people (especially men) with my topological knowledge of the island. I especially love it when I am usually the one who finds the quickest route from point A to B.

I really miss driving around, although sometimes aimlessly. Question now is, do I really need a kaki for this?


I am also back to the running and the swimming. A little easier on the knee, though I suspect it's cranking up the neck and shoulders.

And I've been good at keeping up with the plan. No, I am not fat. But there're a few pounds and inches I could do without because I can't even squeeze into my jeans now and I don't have nothing much left to wear. Which is a bummer, because I really don't feel like spending money on new clothes. Which is devastating, because I fucking miss shopping.


I am back at the movies.

And I am also back at Ice Cold.

Both of which could possibly cause the onslaught of some undesired problems. That I really, really don't wish to be bogged down with.

No, not at this point in time.

Fuck.

*****

"Maybe you need a change in social scenery."

Yeah, maybe. But how?

先苦后甜

Is there anything in this world possibly more painful than heartache?

Probably 推拿, yes.

Well, for one, both made me tear. So far-ar-ar-king painful, I actually teared on the stringy towel draped over the massage bed that has threatened an outbreak of 1,000 blemishes on my face.

I can only thank the damned k-dramas and my bunk-in little man for the pain that led to the ultimate pain.


The funny, and unexpectedly sweet, thing about 推拿 is that after the few moments of intense pain comes a relaxing sooth that surges over your entire body. From the neck all the way down to the legs.

I grit my teeth, I let loose a few tears, and then I feel a brand-new me.

After the initial cussing, my fifty bucks were well-spent after all. I deserved the pain, and I sure deserve the pleasure afterward. I think I am beginning to fall in love with 推拿.


Should I then apply the same logic to heartache? Should I assume pain in any instance only brings on happiness thereafter?

If only love could be bought. With a mere fifty bucks.

*****

In times like this, I always get reminded of how fortunate I am to have friends like the ones I have.

19:21:26 ME Inc.: is it a good monday for u babe?
19:31:03 delilah: hi there
19:31:08 delilah: its ok, how was it for you?
19:31:40 ME Inc.: terrible... i was so tired with a bad back/shoulder/neck
19:31:55 ME Inc.: my nephew has been sleeping on my bed for the past couple of days thats y
19:32:03 ME Inc.: just went for a tui na session that killed me
19:39:01 delilah: oh no
19:39:03 delilah: you come my house sleep
19:39:06 delilah: i got extra bed
19:39:07 ME Inc.: eh?
19:39:09 ME Inc.: oh
19:39:13 ME Inc.: sigh
19:39:16 delilah: really
19:39:32 ME Inc.: maybe i need to invest in a good pillow, no?
19:39:32 delilah: oh you wan sleep my bed, I sleep my sister's. she damn long no come home wan
19:39:48 ME Inc.: =) thanks babe...


And it reminded me. This wasn't the first offer of a bed to me.

Dude, thanks. I remember.

I give umbrella. You give bed. =)

Orh Kong

Ahem.

Because I am the nice samaritan that I am, here goes.

*****
Price increase without further notice.

Speeding:
Exceeding 1 - 20km/h = $130 + 4 demerit points.
Exceeding 21 - 30km/h = $150 + 6 demerit points.
Exceeding 31 - 40km/h = $180 + 8 demerit points.
Exceeding 41 - 50km/h = >$200 + 12 demerit points + Court.
Exceeding 51 - 60km/h = >$200 + 18 demerit points + Court.
Exceeding >61km/h = >$200 + 24 demerit points + Court.

If you want to be hero and fight the court case yourself, and you lose, you pay the court charges yourself, which will add up to your fine. I guess the court charges is at least $200 and above.

Careless driving = $150 + 6 demerit Points
Inconsiderate Driving = $170 + 9 Demerit Points + Court
Dangerous Driving = >$200 + 24 Demerit Points + Court + Vehicle Compounded
Illegal Racing = >$200 + Vehicle Confiscate + Court
Fail to put Seat Belt = $120 + 3 demerit points
Crossing Double White lines = $130 + 4 points
Phone and Drive = $200 + 12 demerit point + Phone Confiscate
Do not hold your hp in your hand when you drive even with loud speaker or ear piece.

Drink Driving
For first offence = Up to $5000 Fine And, or jail Term + License Suspended + Court
2nd time offence = Jail term + Fine + Court.

Making an illegal U Turn when there's no U Turn sign = $70.
Fail to Signal when changing lanes = $70.
Driving at night without headlights or taillights switch on after 7pm = $30.

No Number Plate = $70.
Obstructed Number Plate = $70.
Obscured Number Plate = $70.
Number Plate Of Unapproved Type = $70.

As for Demerit Point system:
Let's say you have 0 points on 1st January 2005, and you committed The offence of Failing to Put on Seat Belt. So now, you will have 3 demerit points and this will last for 1 Year. If during this 1 year you have no demerit points offence at all, your 3 demerit points will be gone on 1/1/2006. But, if during this one year, From 1/1/2005 - 1/1/2006, you committed
Another offence with demerit points, your very first offence will be extended for another year until 1/1/2007.

Courtesy of Miss Tan.

*****

I think I should just sell that blody car, no?

Forever Lost

I feel apologetic.

Thousands of apologies. Millions, in fact.

To all those dear to me who have sent me birthday well-wishes on my cell-phone, I truly sincerely desperately offer my deepest heart-felt apologies. I have not seen any of your sweet messages.

I fucking lost my precious phone. Just on that very night before.

And especially to the giver of the precious phone... gazillions of apologies.


I no longer really wish to talk about that stupid fateful night.

I lost my phone. And a little bit more.

'Nuff said. *Humph*

La La La La La...

Things that make me go hmmm...

hi,
i am really glad to see the videos on the 8th akf that you posted on youtube. i was there live for all the 3 days. japanese were great, weren't they?

if possible, please keep these great videos coming up. appreciated.

cheerio

... and then, a big fat smile. =)

Four Birthdays And A Funeral

And many, many sleepless nights.

I would like to take this opportunity to express my eternal love and gratitude to my Sasy chick who opened my now-panda-like eyes to the beautiful world of... k-dramas.

Yes, Korean dramas. Those sappy-soppy weepy dramas with too-good-to-be-real male-lover specimens who will love you to their literal deaths (or yours too, for that matter). Awww.

I've made quite a feat myself as well. Five dramas in just two weeks - complete to the very last weepy-teary episode. I know.

I think I am going up the road called Crazy again. Or, perhaps this time I should take a turn up Delusional instead.


Sometimes, I really doubt myself, my existence.

I no longer know the planet where I come from. I recognize the planet where I live in, but I don't know the one where I come from.


I've made a startling discovery of late.

That the last weeks of September turning into early October are indeed calamitous.

Four birthdays (read: four crazy nights) have already gone by. Two more to go, one of which belongs to the Crazy Delusional One. =/

Don't know why. Just can't find myself to smile.


The party starts today. Or maybe only today.

I am so gonna torture the chicks with an all-Jay concert at Party World. I don't care.

It's my party, and I'll sing Jay if I want to.

And then... the bottles will hit me. And maybe the mambo bug will bite too. Whatever. I have only one last year in the damned twenties.


I remember, in a past not too long ago, I used to be Queen this time of the year.

And suddenly, I remember too, in a past very long ago, I was Baby Cheng 365 days of the year.

How more delusional can life get?

At some point in time, you can be something to someone, anything to anyone, everything to everyone. But at the end of it all, you realize you can only be one thing, and only to yourself.

And nothing else really matters.


Damn.

I can feel the wires tangling up in the brains.

I think I need to get back to the k-dramas.

Pardon the silence, if there's any. I think I might have forgotten how to write.