Chapter 3- Looking at the moon

I gazed upon the star painted sky ,ever so beautiful. There is this one star
which stood out the most , yearning to shine even brighter then the others ,
with a tint of blue in its glitters.

It seemed to have been a decade already ever since we left the restaurant.
The silence was getting awkward ,then she tooked out her ipod. "Why is she
carrying her ipod while commiting suicide" i wondered.

"here , put this on your right ear .. " she said as she passed me one of the ear piece.

There was a buzz in the ear phones as the ipod came to life. She then press the play button and there was this loud scream which almost made me jump out of my skin. I looked at the ipod screen..

" tears don't fall-bullet for my valentine"

Is this music at all..-_-

The next track was a piece of barouqe music . Soothing , so much better in contrast to the previous one.

"Lets dance.." she turned to me and said.

" what! i dont know ho.." she grabbed my hand before i could finished my sentence.

I watched a movie about a year ago titled "take the lead." . Its about this dance teacher trying to get some problem kids to dance and all. The movie featured quite some flashy moves , tango they called it. Sadly, thats about all i know about dancing.

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Surprisingly, it all felt so natural. I moved with her body with little effort ,its like, we're one.

"hey, i still dont know your name yet.." I said while keeping up foot works.

"Meraldine" she whispered into my ear .

"wow~ ... do i have to do that too? "I got tooked back by that move she did.

" Not really, how do i address you Mr clumsy ?" she giggled.

" Ernest.. Ernest sum. but just Ernest would do.. but you can always call me ern... one way or another..."

"hmm.. ernest..." she said as she rested her head on my shoulders as we continue with the foot works.

I was never into any religion before but if theres god up there.. i prayed for him to stop time for me. Ok maybe thats too demanding how about prolonging this ... don't let later come too soon please...

All characters and names given in this story is based totally on fiction . In any case of replica , i apologise for any inconvenience caused.This work is on my own and for your appreciation.

Chapter 2 - Falling.

The side walks were damp and grey , every thing and every one else looks so lifeless as all blends into to one sombre boulervard.The air was wet and clammy , from the rain and with a vivid trace of cigarrete smoke .

"Where are we going ?" i popped.

"I don't know. Some where to eat , i'm hungry , how about there ."

Without waiting for my acknowledgement , she strutted into the bistro , which seemingly look posh with red carpets and all. The waiter ushered us to a two seater near the window and handed us the menu .

"A double whooper with extra toppings of mustard and olives please. Oh yes and more fries and calamari rings.Then a mug of straw berry milk shake , more whipped cream"She chirpped as the waiter jotted down the order .

I looked at her at disbelief, how the hell she got this big of an appetite and where am i going to find that much money to pay for what she is eating. I felt this sudden lost of blood from my face and then the waiter turned to me.

"and you sir?" He asked

"I'll just have chicken salad and plain water thank you "i croaked.

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"So tell me, what were you doing at the bridge just now ?" she asked while munching on her fries.

"Nah nothing..are you going back again?" i asked

"definitely , most probably after this"

"what !really ?! Why ..."

"Don't bother asking , finish your food , and are you sure thats enough ?"

"Yea.. i guess" I lied.

"jeeze, here , you can have this " she passed me a hefty portion of fries and signal the waiter for another straw for the milk shake.

" And don't worry , this meal is on me , i'ld feel bad if i owe some one something before i die. "


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Egoism wasn't in my instincts at all thus i let it passed.We chatted over the jug of milk shake as we took turns in sipping the cholestrol .. I couldn't get enough of her sweet nature and alluring eyes .


Wait , am i falling for her alreadY?

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All characters and names given in this story is based totally on fiction . In any case of replica , i apologise for any inconvenience caused.This work is on my own and for your appreciation.

The attempt-Prolouge

The sound of water splashing ran through my ears distinctively... I looked at the august , blazing fast torrents underneath my foot from the bridge i was on. Those rapids, seemingly tantalizing .

Just then, i caught a distinct alluring figure at the corner of my eyes. There she was, looking at the rapids too.. ditto... She then crossed her right leg over the ledge of

the bridge in an attempt to jump into the abyss of quick water below.A voice yelled " hey!" , she paused ..turn her focus towards the direction of the voice. Those pair of captivating eyes, i'll not forget.

I had always been an introvert, a coward who would shy away from almost anyting. I've never been with the more "popular " bunch of guys in school, and getting
pushed around in school was norm. I'ld nvr dare stand up for anyone ..

I felt the pressure all building up in my head now that i've got her attention.My legs stood rooted at where it was.

"See, if you're gonna stop me from ending my life , it ain't gonna work, i've made up my mind to leave and i've no reasons to hold back.. so back off" a stern , yet

sweet voice echoed.

"Lets go for a date ... Just gimme one chance please."

"Thats the lousiest pick up line i've ever heard of, go away"

silence..

"On the contrary, since i've got nth to loose... why not."



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All characters and names given in this story is based totally on fiction . In any case of replica , i apologise for any inconvenience caused.This work is on my own and for your appreciation.

Stereo typing

Ad verb. To classify people or objects into one category diregardless of their differences and assume they all have a pattern in their behaviour. (or so if i remembered correctly from MOB)

This is something which people might do which somtimes might seemingly irritate and fill me up angst. Certainly i dis appreciate people don't see differences among individuals and assume that thats it , they are like the rest. Punk rockers are EMO people, people who study all the time are nerds, you're with a group of punks you are a punk , guys suck and girls who talk to guys alot are sluts.

Its not that i escape being a stereo typist myself all the time but hmm, whats with the labels without knowing whats is being labelled. To seek to fathom in one another i belive would see more then the labels. Not all punk rockers are emo people , not all people who study all the time are nerds and certaintly the people you be with doesn't define who you are.

Well , maybe i'm in no position to rant about all these but ,well what digs?

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Snippets of the past few days

Work is getting more and more fun. There is this cook in the kitchen who plays the guitar so well... he is a solo guitarist in some band in malaysia ... He plays Qing tian in this way i've never thought of playing it before and so many other chinese songs. Its a pity that he can't play nor understand english songs else , woots . How ever he says he'll come jam with us some time.

So happy , finally i've got to jam with SKH and Zj~ Although we took halve an hour to fig out the switch for the mike .. Lol. had fun jamming with people i know ~, next week one more time . Jam at moberly is far too cool for its price.

Ay , i think i owe some credits to the ever so kind Loh jie ying for her tut notes so , ty ~

When responsibility is coerced, who's laughing?

Its hard eh , to know how much people are going through around you. When every one is so far away and you figured out you're alone.Perhaps solitude is an unjustisfied confinement for all of us... so, time to talk more?

Damn , shoulda book the jamming room in advance . Made me walk around with barney the guitar all day for nothing. Oh well, next week . Maybelline , its time to jam more, auditions coming.

So topic of the day, how do we define irresponsibility.

I've got feed back that the club is irresponsible for handling the theft case which happened some where back during august. So , its said that he wants a compensation for his lap top. Putting my self in the shoes of the victim , i'll understand that he'ld find all means of getting back his item, how ever , looking at the big picture, what can we do when the police is , cough not cough, doing something. Well, we were told to give the serial number and all of the items lost and we did. Then the cctv records which haven't been given but hmm, again , the police said they'll be using it as a reference , more like an evidence to use . Then the police came back to us , a student club in sp, to get the picture of the guy , from the less then 4 mega pixel video and have it distributed through out the school. So whats the cough police cough.. for now?

I guess its like that with great powers come great responsibilities. Slack alittle , you'ld be called irresponsible. Too much responsibility kills the fun. Damn.

Well , putting that aside , my blood boils just by listening to how this guy been calling names for the club . No no, i've been understanding enough , if i can , i'ld like to blow my top at that guy. Ay , it'ld be foolish to do so.

May he be blessed , and may the theif slip and fall and break his back on the mountain and be gay and paralyse for the rest of his life.

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Meenakshisundaram Krishnaswamy

Let me introduce you guys to my Favourite lecturer this semester. Meenakshisundaram Krishnaswamy . Meenakshisundaram Krishnaswamy , teaches us FMA , financial Management Accounting. He is a wely good lectuerl and i like his lessons alot. I cand stop laughing ewery time he starts to teach. The other day he vwos teaching us Costing terms. Again Meenakshisundaram Krishnaswamy nehwer fails to make me laugh.

In Costing terms Vee touch on the finished Prodaks . Vee vill vee conwert mahterials inot the Kompenis prodacts. It inwolves indirect costs and labour. Etc etc etc ..*twitches moustach*

Meenakshisundaram Krishnaswamy is my fawourite lecturer because he likes me. He said that during the first tutorial. Wecause i was the earliest student to attend his tutorial. Meenakshisundaram Krishnaswamy has oily scalp so i assume he makes good roti prata . Next time i'll go ask him to make some for me.


Look at that sexy shiny scalp

To love a woman , you gotto tell her its gonna be for ever....have you ever really.. love a woman?

I'm feeling so high now. I've been feeling high like since yesterday night . We've just finished our mini round island cycling expedition. Kudos to ivan , our event's main organiser , he did a fine job and regretfully , this will be his last event he is going to be organising for us as he is graduating soon. Every one had fun , its always fun when we ride together , especially when there is a well mix of races... ok , maybe just one Indian guy and one Myanmar national. No I'm no racist , i love my fellow club members so much.

This event was one of the most successive one .. rather accident free except for the very one where our beloved ernest decided that the ground is too beautiful and attempted to kiss it. Other than that, theres not much of a biggie.

So guys reading my blog . Tell me , what do you think loving your lady should be like? How much affection is love? In wat way affection given is love? How do you know if the lady loves you even there is no action? Or maybe you just didnt care? Do what we do really means how we love the girl we love?

Ay, its always been sth to marvel about . At least for me .No , for the guys.Cause its always the last agenda on the list left unsolved . There is no answers or explaination. Its always because its just like that . Hur.

Thus, maybe that's why we want to love a girl so much more. To find out more for our selves, despite after being all emo. "Relationships are fun, you're not gonna know whats happening next , that's the thrill. I love it. " Quoted by Ernest SKH .

I guess with all the elements involved ,its still up to the ladies some times. Face it , guys who loved you are willing to let you strut all over them and they won't even give a damn , least the fact that they know u love them. Ay , in any wat , u shouldn't be strutting over them if you do. Read leraine's post about how nice guys finish last.

For what reason why guys now adays are like that i've no idea . Times changed . The society changed. Love is a poisonous concoction every one is drinking. XD

Monarchy... not..

Woots , i'm so done with msts . Finally , I'm so not gonna touch those notes for the rest of the week. Hur , i hope so.

So i've so much to blog during this period of confinement in my studies that i don't know where to start. So hur. Till i know when to start , i'll blog again.

Chew on that . XD

I'm gonna do charity work again , any one interested to join my league? Least some one lend me some amps and a mike stand and a Eq guitar.. to prevent me from using sign language again..

It ends tonight

[Intro]Am G F G

Am
Your subtleties

F
They strangle me

Dm Em
I can't explain myself at all.

Am
And all that wants

F
And all that needs

Dm Em
All I don't want to need at all.

[PreChorus]

F
The walls start breathing

C
My minds unweaving

C
Maybe it's best you leave me alone.

F C
A weight is lifted

Dm
On this evening

Dm
I give the final blow.



C F
When darkness turns to light,

Am
It ends tonight

G
It ends tonight.



Am
A falling star

F
Least I fall alone.

Dm Em
I can't explain what you can't explain.

Am F
Your finding things that you didn't know

Dm Em
I look at you with such disdain

[PreChorus]

[Chorus] C F
When darkness turns to light,
Am
It ends tonight
G
It ends tonight.
C F
Just a little insight will make this right
Am
It's too late to fight
G
It ends tonight,
F
It ends tonight.



[Bridge]

Am G
Now I'm on my own side
Dm F
It's better than being on your side
Am G Dm
It's my fault when you're blind
F Am
It's better that I see it through your eyes
F Dm
All these thoughts locked inside
G
Now you're the first to know



[Chorus x2]

Ending With Chord C.

The road ride

The road ride

Saturday morning i woke up at 630 am.

Sore throat. Called muthusamy. One of my favourite cycling kakis.

"eh muthu, i want go cycling on or not?"

Suprised that the fact muthu is not sleeping in fact , anticipating my call.

" steady . I meet u 8 at adam's market.."

"go tampiness.. i wanna go try out the new race course."

Then i morph into a sloth , dragging my ass around the house packing my hydra pak and brushing my teeth at the same time. Stoned while i recall where i put my other piece of sock.

0730

Refreshed i woke up wifey and gave her a good spray of wd 40 before i push her outside. Ay, shes been complaining recently that the grime had been building up in her sprocket, time to de grease soon. Tsk.

0745

Was almost knocked down by a Bmw , yet again . The second time for this month already and its only the start of the month , I'm feeling lucky. I don't understand whats wrong with ppl driving big cars, its like, you know you can't control such a big car, why bother getting such a big car.Get some other 6 seaters which is so much easy to manuever round the streets please , for ur own sake and for the sake of other traffic users. Right , maybe i'm just against stupid drivers. Period.

0800

Met rub .

"eh first time , we both come together on time. Every time its either you late 30 mins or i late 1 hour one. Surprising."

"yea lo, break fast already ? makan prata at coffee shop you want?"

" Nah, i had cookie crisps before coming out. You need makan go ah.."

"Nvm la deh , i had light break fast too.scared later too full won't be able to cycle."

0815

Along geylang serai

" eh muthu , don't you think we're moving at a rather fast pace today.. Woots , whats the time ?"

"815 bro.. Yes , our average speed is 40km/h. Whats up with you today ar?"

" OMFG , 15 mins for us to reach gaylang... damn we're fast...XD .. Later come back here find for the frog porridge and bean curd . I heard its nice. "

0830

At tanah merah mrt .

called ruben" Eh ruben , where are you? I dont know how to go already . "

"I'm still at aljunied ...I meet you at tanah merah mrt."

"i'm already here ..."

0850 sth..

"Whats wrong with you today ar... don't ride so fast else later no strenght to ride the trail. "

"Okok.. i'll go slowly."

0900

Travelling on foreign land up on Upp changi east road . We reached tampiness central a few minutes later and were supposed to look up for ave 12.. which was not even available on the locality map until....

" Uncle , you know where is ave 12 ?"

" Turn there , after the fly over , turn right ,go straight . you'll see ave 12."

"thanks uncle."

0945

Finally reached Tampiness trail. Disgusted by how the trail is designed. Its just some small hills... Cleared away using shovels and had these little irritating meanders at the side of some of the corners, which are not even sharp. Right , so we went for one round..

1000

After one lap.I hear ruben complains about the trail.

" Wah lau , i think this trail cannot make it la deh , trust me , dont' waste your money on the race fees for this one..."

"Hmm , i don't know , u think leonard will sponsor me for this one? Ay, i think he will be quite pissed to find out that we're getting another sponsor instead of them sia.. "

"Don't bother to ask la... stupid trail , stupid mud ..."

Well, my tires are indeed caked with mud , like some of confectionary.

1005

" eh muthu , i'm hungry lets just grab a bite at any stall we see when we cycle back la ar.."

" ok ar , we go geylang area first , hopefully we fine the porridge and tao way"

1030

Along geylang lorong 20++

" I don't see anything that resemble tao hway or frog bro. Lets just settle for the next coffee shop we see.."

"Ok fine , how about that market place across the street."

1100

" Eh lets go ar.. damn i'm full ."

" Yea la, i think my intestines are going to be tied up man.."

"yea , in ribbon knots right.."

And..... We saw the frog porridge and bean curd shop just as we cycle 100 m down the street . &%*$!^#@!%

1115

" Jc , i go by china town back to my place.. you take aljunied back to balestier there ."

"Kk , ride again bye~"

Then its me and wifey alone again .

1130

reached thomsom .Tef bikers junction

" Yo leonard!"

" eh , pu bo kia...so long no come down already ... then finally come down also nvr bring anything for me ... wah lau.."

"Fine , i'll bring my gay friends over for you next ok.."

" eh , must make sure they are fit ar.. i don't like those skinny ones.."

" go away ~ wheres wilson?"

" Wilson ah. I don't know leh, he suddenly dissappeared...( now leonard gets touchy every time i asked for wilson [tef's boss ] but thats for another post.)"

" Aiya you got customer already, nvm i next time then come down i need to go , sky is looking bad."


1230

Back home . 1 and a halve hour to tampiness .. 15 mins breaks .... pain after waking up the next day ... timeless...

Your friendly neighbour hood samatarian.

So many people....Ay,where would be the perfect spot he thought to himself whilst skimming through the stupendous human traffic , mostly commuters. Then there is this lamp post , with a fair area of flat ground for him to lay his "equipments". Perfect.

Then he tooked out a card board , pre prepared the night before for the stunt he is gonna pull off .It states , " amateur vocalist doing his bit for charity , donate on your own account , trust me , i'll put those money into the donation box later". A dumb effort of creating persuasion , how ever , seemingly captivating . He tooked out his purple guitar together with his lucky cap. That very cap that gives him a sudden boost of self charisma, self given. He runs his fingers on the sleek body of the guitar clearing away what seemed to be cotton fibre from the cheap gig bag. He then opens up his gig bag and have it sprawled on the floor, not literally , just to make it a container to put the money. Then he strums , listening to the vibrations of the guitar stings , ensuring that every one of them fine tune. Reassured he prayed with his lucky charm and begins the intro for his first song of the day.

On lookers paused , momentarily and change from fast foot works to a slow saunter across him , with a thousand of thoughts. A trickle of sweat ran down his fore head , equating from the enormous mortification. He closed his eyes as he starts singing... The moment he open his eyes again , there lay some notes and coins in his gig bag . Sastification.. He began to do his mojo with more courage and anticipation.

Song he sang were limited from , collide to you and me to your beautiful to all thats i've got to scars to pieces to Qing fei de yi to Qing tian and then to the song he re wrote recently .

At one instance it started raining and it was helter skelter for him. Packing his gig bag and card board was enough to get him drenched inside out ... Then he sat and counted ... $22.30 ... It may seemed to be just some 4 hours work shift for any other job but that 22.30 meant alot to him . The rain wasn't giving any mercy thus he decided to call it a day.

He found his way to the nearest 7-11 outlet , and made his way to the counter where the donation box will always be at . He tooked out 3 ten dollar notes and slot it in.The cashier looked at him . " anything i can get for you sir? " she questioned.

" keep the change " he winked back

The call

" Hello is this Mr Goh Jun chin? I'm calling from <> do you have a few minutes to spare for a quick interview over the phone?"

"Hello, interview? What is it about?"

" oh we are doing a coverage on cyclists in singapore and i got your number from <> and if i'm not wrong u did a dialogue sorta thing over the phone with him the other time... so if you don't mind i've a few questions to ask you would now be a convenient time to do so?"

" yes , sure i'm glad to."

" so U want me to address u as mr goh or something else?"

"Jc.. just J and C would do.."

" Ok jc , i understand that you're prettty into cycling how long have u been cycling?"

"Well, if u're asking me when i started cycling , its dated way back during my childhood ... but hmm, i'ld say i started really cycling during my days in secondary school when i took part in my first race."

" Oh so you race ... so where do you guys race at ?"

" There are a few race courses in singapore for Mtb... one of the more well known one will be at bukit timah nature reserve . "

" oh why choose mountain bike over those road bikes? "

" well, i personally like to feel close to mother nature and by cycling on my mountain bike , it allows me to escape from all the urban buzz into the serenity of the trails. "

" Ic , so are you in any clubs or any sort ? I heard taht u're in the Pedal power club at some Cc."

" oh yea.. the pedal power club.. i'm supposed to jump start that club for zheng hua Cc, but due to my other commitment in another club i wasn't really participative in the pedal power club."

" oh what other club?"

" Sp cyclist... Singapore polytechnic cyclists club.."

" oh .. so are u head of the club or sth ? "

" yea .. i think so"

" ic , its tough running a cycling club in Sp?"

" I'ld say its challenging , but i've got a team of trust worthy , passionate and committed partners in my club which i can't do without. We all have a role to play in the club and its with them that allow me to enjoy the benefits of such a wonderful cycling club .YOu can most likely say i'm nothing without them.."

" well said Jc... so lastly.. tell me why u like cycling so much.."

pause...

" ever remembered the very first day u learnt how to cycle? That sense of achievement that u can actually go any where with such speed with your own power. Like theres no boundaries that would limit urself . I still feel it now , every time i get on my bike. I guess thats what makes me like cycling so much..."

" Wow... you're bringing me back old memories eh... haha , it was nice talking to you and i truelly enjoy the session. Thank you for your time and good luck for your next race . Any wat my name is priscillia , sorry about the late introductions..."

" Its ok , I've fun talking to you too and thank you.. do remember to tell me which page to read when u publish the magazine ... thanks ~ =D"

" Oh right sure do, i'll get back to you , have a nice day ... good bye."

"bye..."

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Zzz , this couple day was hectic and chaotic sia...

sunday was the worst.. Lol.. Morning went bt , after that got home... went jamming... screamed .. Then it was over to nut's place. Where we were treated with utmost hospitality not hostality .. her little sisters are damn cute. No i'm not being a pedophile they are fun to play with ,restless with no limits to their energy banks. Oh well , kids.
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Monday was mugging day. I completed all my e learning other then stats . thank god. I guess i'll be completing stats today.
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Marcus asked me stupid question yesterday while cycling..

" Kor , why people don't cycle when it rains? "...

" becoz its raining la~U'll get wet.."

"but how come ppl still ride motor cycle when it rains..."

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So after working at a jap restaurant for quite some time , i did my fair bit of research and experiments and voila...



Jc's chawanmushi , JCC for short.

Well , work later.. and i wonder , when will the clock works be alive.

The Uncouth , ignorant and arrogant..

I just realised how much i'm wasting on those junk micro wave food at the 24 hour store. 3.50 for some bake rice thing which is like so little...-_- . The taste ain't good as well, i guess that explains why it came in small packages, to spare my agony of finishing it up.Well, i top it up with vitasoy to make it a more whole some and healthy meal. I guess.

So i'm sipping on plain rum becoz i ran out of ribena, damn no jc's cocktail today.. Work was more challenging then usual today. The crowd just kept coming and coming and for the first time i see Fenny(spelt wrongly definately) running around.

" Damn the crowd " mumured tw as we exchange paths..

" I wondered why they say singapore is facing population crisis eh.." i said as i was clearing my table.

Manager was neither fak sin nor marrissa today , it was the site manager , kath.. who might just turn into a tiger any time. For one instance we started clearing tables . We both cleared a six seater each .She finished clearing hers first and she came over to me and snapped

"look at you, clearing so slow.."

I almost tot of doing some thing that would cost me my job..*smirk

So i was clearing this table and some boy spilled some drink on the table ...

Mum said"Look at what u've done , now kor kor will be angry ar.."

" don't worry madam , i'll clean it up."

" Nvm wat, thats his job wat.." the boy went.

I paused for awhile .... and continue cleaning... the boy is correct in some sense . How ever , i wonder where would that be coming from. Its like , i belive in mutual respect for each other , this isn't . I put that incident at the back of my mind for the rest of the night , may the boy be bless with a bright future.

This brings me to an entry which i thought , would be one of my favourite from waiterrant.

"...I catch my reflection in the store windows as I walk along the avenue. My reflection looks tired – like he needs a vacation, like he needs to get laid, like he needs an entirely new life. "

Adapted from Cold Autum from waitterant.net

Well, my part time job as a waiter at such a restaurant, makes me realized so much. I wonder what the next one would bring...

One of those random mails...

ROMANCE MATHEMATICS

Smart man + smart woman = romance

Smart man + dumb woman = affair

Dumb man + smart woman = marriage

Dumb man + dumb woman = pregnancy

OFFICE ARITHMETIC

Smart boss + smart employee = profit

Smart boss + dumb employee = production

Dumb boss + smart employee = promotion

Dumb boss + dumb employee = overtime

SHOPPING MATH

A man will pay $20 for a $10 item he needs.

A woman will pay $10 for a $20 item that she doesn't need.

GENERAL EQUATIONS & STATISTICS

A woman worries about the future until she gets a husband.

A man never worries about the future until he gets a wife.

A successful man is one who makes more money than his wife can spend.

A successful woman is one who can find such a man.

HAPPINESS

To be happy with a man, you must understand him a lot and love him a little.

To be happy with a woman, you must love her a lot and not try to understand her at all.

LONGEVITY

Married men live longer than single men do,

but married men are a lot more willing to die.

PROPENSITY TO CHANGE

A woman marries a man expecting he will change,

but he doesn't.

A man marries a woman expecting that she won't change,

and she does.

DISCUSSION TECHNIQUE

A woman has the last word in any argument.

Anything a man says after that is the beginning of a new argument.

HOW TO STOP PEOPLE FROM BUGGING YOU ABOUT GETTING MARRIED

Old aunts used to come up to me at weddings, poking me in the ribs and cackling, telling me, "You're next." They stopped after I started doing the same thing to them at funerals.

Right , laugh. I so dread work later.. I so dread every thing. There is something yet there i s nothing. I thought it'ld be easy , but it isn't simple. Now i wonder , what the hell am i doing again.

NTU lecturer Feedback Damn Funny..

Laughs

Where dinner ain't just two lumps of rice.



Hirashimashte~!

A normal routine at sakae where the staffs greets the customer as they enter the shop. I have no idea whether the customer actually understand the real meaning of the japanese phrase or not ;the waiter or waitress will say welcome to sakae , again when the customer is seated..repetitive huh.

I've seen and learn quite alot from working at sakae for these few days. Its tiring as usual but its something different from the past jobs i had , its not like sales , its not like marketing, its not like serving at rtc and its definately not like coaching bike. You get so much interaction with people . Different kinds of ppl, from the demanding types to the usually shy and super polite kind. Its unlike the previous restaurants i worked before where things get classy and people asked for the gents or rest room and here you'ld get ppl that asked for toilets.

One very important thing i've learnt from working at sakae is to be organised. Their system is arranged in such a way that its really down to different sections doing different things and different deparments handling different jobs. The kitchen for example , u have a section doing the sushi , the sahshimi and all then there is the cooked food then there is the setam food , and woots , you've gotto place ur orders differently at the different stations . The way they utilised such a small kitchen to this optimum is amazing.And its influential.. i pack my notes now ... woots.

How ever there is of course the normal political stuffs going on too. Rather squabbles here and there and man's egoistic nature taking over.. despite this , the staffs there are really nice to each other . They'ld help each other out and all. Unlike the places where i worked before where staffs bonding session only occurs in the smoking room.

Right .. how ever, i think i'll get over with this job soon, there is job satisfaction, but i guess i'm nvr too satisfied with one job for too long.. =D

Somebody please remind me to bring my insect repellent when we go have food at fc 1 again, i got like a dozen mozzies attacks and woots ,i'll be damn high if any one of them has dengue on it. Right what are the symptoms of dengue fever again?

They said god will answer to ur prayer when u pray. I prayed, and boy did god answered my prayer. He peed whole night while i was working and there is not much of a crowd as a result. Thank you man... =D

So , this little joke of the day that happened.

Pak sin( my manager) : Jc , no 12 over there needs to take order .

* scurries over with my pen and note pad.

"yes sir , what would like to have sir"

" one sakae chawanmushi , one fried hotate , one ebi fry temaki , one soft shell crab crepe (creep or crepae? ) , one ... (goes on and on like a tommy gun..)":customer

"Sir , gimme a minute ( please switch to sub machine gun please),

Sorry , i'm slow here so i might be new..."

"what are you talking about?" frowned face.

One of my random blurness in action

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To a friend ,

Condolences to u and ur family.I know its hard for you but live strong. YOu gotto , i belive ur mum will be proud of you in the future. Make her proud. Only you have the ability to do that as u're her son. Even she is gone away , she'll always stay in the hearts of love ones such as you . My deepest sentinments go out to you and your family. I promise i'll dedicate the song i'll be singing soon , called pieces , for you and your mum.

A story of a fish and corn.

Once upon a time... there is a fish who named him self frog, for no particular reason. Maybe he wanted to be some thing else he was not.

The fish met a corn. On a holiday trip. They started to talk. Then they talked. And they talked. After the holiday trip... they came back home. Then they talked too. More talk.

Soon, the fish found out that he has feelings for the corn. Because it's yellow, green, with lots of corn kernels, filled with Vitamin C, thiamin, riboflavin, niacin, iron and dietary fibers. Its not that the fish liked eating the corn though, it just thought the corn was nice , with so much good substances and yea, the fish fell in love with the corn.

The fish decided that, yes, he'll make the corn his mate. Thus, he went into deep thoughts with his pea brain, on how to woo the corn. With his pea brain, the fish went out with the corn. He did what his pea brain told him to do and yea, he was a happy fish. That night after eating some of its own species at a very nice restaurant, the cannibal fish sent the corn home. Of course, they talked on the way back too.

As they are crossing the road, suddenly a ray of light shone on the fish. "Frog the fish... Do you hear me?" a voiced bellowed. "What!? Whose that... come out~ "Shrieked the fish..." Don't ask , I'm not supposed to show myself any where so don't bother too.. Any what ... hold her hand ... with this power I'm sending over to you, you'll have enough courage ..." the voice loomed ..." What the F." before the fish can even finish his sentence... He held the corn on her petal...

Thus they walked fin in petal... to her home. The fish was so high, that time; he thought he could be deep fried anytime. After the corn knocks her head on the fish's gills and the fish put some fish slime on some of the corn kernel the fish jump back into its little pond. Which seemed like an ocean to him.

The fish was happy.

"Did you know that fries contain hydrogenated vegetable oil?" The corn said, on a day out together with the fish. "What's that?"he fish asked munching his fries." Its one of the worst fats as they contain toxic Trans fatty acid .Fat molecules chemically altered. Which wreak havoc in our bodies. They contribute to cancer, heart disease, diabetes, MS, and many other health problems" "O_O really.... -_^" as the fish turned his munches into nibbles... "Yes...~trust me"

One fine day, the fish was sitting around with his fish mates... and they were just doing fish talking around.

"What!? You did every thing so fast?"Yelled fish mate 1

"I don't know, it's like some one up there told me to" explained the fish

"You think you're a marlin or something? You're just a Gold fish for good ness sake..." said fish mate 2

"Well, actually ... I don't know....."Mumbled the fish...

Days past by so quickly ... Like they say, time flies when you're having fun and feeling happy and all; It sure does for the fish. Every day the fish went back to his little pond feeling so happy, doing somersaults out of the water. He almost drowned himself.

The fish was looking forward to see the corn again every time he doesn't see her. They'll talk ... and talk and talk... how ever ... some things happened... and, the corn started not to talk to the fish that much any more...The fish started swimming slowly every time he ain't talking that much with the corn. He was worried .He starts to think about all sort of things that might happened... what if some one made her into cream of corn soup, what if some one decides to put her in high energy bars ... what if she turn pop corns! The fish was disturbed... quite disturbed...

He asked her...if there is anything wrong... she told him, these words ..." I think there are barriers in between us , something restricting me from talking to you, most probably because we went into some thing without knowing what's for us both. I guess, it'll be better if we were to start afresh and get to know each other more... "

"You're being too nice to me..."

The fish tried to get her back. He did stupid stunts, and he prayed to god to show up and give him a sign again. When god didn't show up, the fish curse him with all the curses his pea brain could come out with. Thus, god showed up. He was pissed...by the fish doings and he pissed on him. Then god decided that he was not satisfied enough , he decided to fart and blow wind on the fish ... It was a thunderstorm, the fish was drenched in rain water...not that he didn't want to be wet , but he'd prefer to be wet with pond water instead. He knew that he was helpless already by then...

He was going to say this..." But I love you, and I just want to be with you. Like what we've been doing... barriers can be moved ... we're going to learn about each other as we move on together... that's if..."

He couldn't bring himself to say those words. He knew that some how, the corn was determined by this. From the way she talks, that yea... things may have long been gone even before he realized...he respected her and her decision...

"I thought that this is the best of us, we will be hurt even more in the future if we continue any more."

The fish has a pea brain; he didn't understand a lot of things. He didn't know why it happened, how is it going to affect him, what comes next , where to go from here...So the fish went back to his little pond and started swimming on its own... Fishes don't cry ... they can't shed tear... they just swim and swim.... in those little circles in their lives...

Life is like a box of chocolates... you'll never know what you'll get

Ever been marvelled by the fact that life is so unpredictable. Things that you think won't happen... just happen with you totally oblivious of it.

This fact , embraces so many emotions following by it. Bringing grimace to faces , mourning for the lost of something.. most likely something precious. On how so suddenly , it just go away . Like ripping this piece of flesh from your gut deep within.. leaving you in this melancholic agony , desperately attempting to break you down.

Well, don't get me wrong. Its not all about bad things happening.. it could bring about blithe and starry eyes. Like how things seemed to fall into one big piece... one way or another ... to your liking. Miracles , they called it... thats why we hold on to hope.. they say.

Ironic ain't it ? How the devil or angel it can be.

Sweet or bitter it is... we'ld have to decide how to take it any way .Pulling ur hair over it? Indulging in the sinfully sweet treat? Cry over it ? laugh over it?Well, what ever ways be thank ful of the people.. or person around you thats concern about you . They are the finest balms for the wounds you get from the ripped gut... or the ppl you'ld definitely like to talk to about the wonders of your life. Well, i think i'm thank ful ..

Right, you guys might be thinking why i'm suddenly into all these shet... I don't know why , i couldn't find an explaination to account for , but , i'ld like to reccomend you guys to go watch forrest gump. Its a nice show. Stupidly inspirational.

Speaking the perfect engrish...



Engrish speaking aunty at counter:Ah boy, you want chi gek ?

Jc: Yes aunty , i'ld like to buy cheese cake . What flavours do you have ?

Engrish speaking aunty at counter:U want the moo kah chi gek or the lin mong chi gek ? We also got the kosong one.

*Puts on a smile that would turn into a hideous laughter anytime soon..*

Jc: I'ld like to have mocha cheese cake please..

Engrish speaking aunty at counter: OK boy , 6 dollar 50 cen pees...

Jc:Marcus! did u heard what the aunty just said ... wakkakakakkakakaka ....

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Rotted today. Waited today. Feeling dumb. Three days is no small feat without you .

The Jab

I'm taking a thyroid jab tml YAY~~~~~~ SO FUN~~~ .....



not.




So this is where the thyroid gland is , and this is what is going into my body . I don't understand why i need a thyroid jab to work at sakae.. I read that thyroid is about what growth hormones thing.Why the hell i need growth hormones...

I"M GROWN ENOUGH~~~




I don't want to look like him man..Seriously...

I'm grown enough and i love the way i look now... Zzz , can't imagine what i'll mutate to after the jab. Maybe something like this...

NO!!!!!!!! i don't want to look gay......


Seriously, after a few looks , dont you GUYS think he is gay. Ay, side trackked.





Yes master~thanks for reminding me that the jab cost 20.90 bucks


Sigh, maybe i'm just being paranoid. Its just a jab wat. Its just a needle they poke into ur skin , into ur veins , and leave a hole there only wat. They will just inject something and hope the needle don't break only wat. Even if its breaks, it'ld just flow along with the blood stream only wat. Even if it does, the doctors might be able to locate it and stop it wat.. even if they don't , it'ld just reach the heart only wat. If they really don't before it enters the pulmonary system i'll just die only WAT~... Zzz

K, i'm not petrified.. just alittle shy of the needle. Any wat, i can't belive i'm paying 20.90 for something which doesn't even make me go high~ ...Well, for the end of the day, its still worth it T_T ...