Mount Rinjani!

i decided i am going to climb mountains within 5mins.

fast enough? no?

i book my air tickets in like 2mins.

and i decided to rephrase the sentence. it's not just a mountain, it's Mount Rinjani, a Live Volcano.

Cocky me brush it off just as a mountain but frankly i got a feeling when i am back. you would see me cursing and swearing, telling you it's definitely not a mountain but Mount Rinjani, Live Volcano.

one thing i been praying about after E started his nonsense about volcano erupting is that LV Rinjani wouldn't choose to display nature prowess when i am there and bud, i have no intention of collecting Lava Rocks for you there.

If you want those rock, lifeless shits, please don't sacrifice me for your own personal collector series, send someone of no bigger importance out the field. i only have 1 life, ain't no cat with 9 life to be lava rocking for you there. you still need me alive, trust me else u be a lonely soul.

A Typical ask around the table who would like to go mountain climbing would render answers like this.

B: "Jiak ba liao."
Y: "maybe, maybe"
D: "i want to sleep."
C: "hahahaha siao ah?"
AC: "ask them lor, ask them lor."
J: "siao ah, you think i damn free?"
W: *cooking vegetarian food everyday*
WS: "Sorry, i never sweat. NO SWEAT."
T: *lanjiao wei is the only thing that will be spouted*

that's why i never ask my group of brothers, who seems to harbor vampires in their heart and the no sweat and no time policy.

but thankfully, i met this huge groups of friends that bring new life, new adventures into my world.

life is always fair in its own way...

A Swallow That Sings.

you fondle my heart, touch it with a technique that excite it. sounds dirty?

it's not.

it's just that words right now wouldn't be able express the feeling i have right now.

the best birthday present ever unwrap for me. it was yours, no doubt. speechless, unable to express the gratitude and appreciation i have for it.

even so, there is like nothing i can do for you, nothing i can help in making you happier than ever.

i try really hard to find words, that will allow you to know how touched am i right now, but the nicest words, the most beautiful words will just lack the feeling i am trying to convey.

life is just like a dream, isn't it?

After Dawn.

they say after dawn, it's always rain.

rain brings out the rainbow after, or it gradually rub out the picture of dawn.

we just need to be braver and have a little more courage for after rain, rainbows will appear. if you miss it, the rainbow will just bypass and you will never know what you miss.

it has been sometimes since i last sat down and see dawn without the rain.

is it rainbow i be seeing or all i ever see will be rain?

Oops, She Did It Again!

a lie is a type of deception in the form of an untruthful statement, especially with the intention to deceive others, often with the further intention to maintain a secret or reputation, protect someone's feelings or to avoid a punishment.

a liar is a person who is lying, who has previously lied, or who tends by nature to lie repeatedly.

is it that hard to be truthful? maybe it is. after all, lying comes naturally to humans.

but...

do not lie to someone of bigger brains than you or lie when you can't even pull off the basic few steps of lying. you not only insulted his/her intelligence, and it will make you look dumb too. sticking to your lie after you got busted will only bring tension to a new level, and dumb will be the old word with stupidity taking over it.

a well plan lie may help. maybe not?

a fool proof plan lie than. i guess not?

what about.... there is no what about...

a lie is a lie...

no matter how well plan, how fool proof it is. it's only a matter of time, that the lie will crumble pushing all the truth you have kept to the surface.

oops, queen did it again!

she begin with a lie. stack it with one more and just like little kids playing with uno blocks. it gets higher everytime. worse off, she even flavor it with actions and drama that will put well known actressess to shame, blatantly accusing me of not trusting her. too bad, what goes up like uno blocks have to come crumbling down. to be honest, i have place full faith in you even after you insulted my intelligence twice.

seems like twice bitten, thrice shy doesn't apply to you. so today, you did a 1 + 1 = 3 on me. you got me mad, disappointed, sad before you realise how stupid you have been. trust is so delicate that once gone, it will take alot of effort, alot of time just to refill it back.

what done have been done.

your apology, your promises, your guilty heart are just but a past...

My Little Princess.

my dearest daughter,

missing out on your 1 yr old birthday was definately not something i wanted. there are stuffs you wouldn't understand right now. maybe as you grow older, i hope you will understand how daddy feels.

every year, i got you a present.
every month, i will come for you.
every day, i be missing you.

my little girl, i will always be there for you. i will see you through thick and thin, buy you your first dress, your first bag, be there for your first day in school, your graduation. i will walk your life with you. i will give you my all. your mummy loves you too. one fine day, she will come to understand that i need you as much as she does.

I Love You, Happy Birthday.

Lost And Not Found.

my boss.

he forgot i applied for my leave verbally last week, mentioning to him while drinking during a outing that i am going to take my leave was another wrong move. he practically have no fragments of memories of me telling him till this very wednesday i jolt his memories with a firm tone.

he was totally raising my frustration with the sms he sent, not understanding the situation and mood i am in. i was playing with words on sms with him and great, he still do not get it.

Me: "seriously, boss. i told you thrice i be on leave."
Boss: "yup, it slip my mind."
Me: "great, those sms you sent was pissing me off."
Boss: "i do not manage you only, i am managing a whole lot of people."

classic. this calls for forgivness and understanding from a surbodinate. i accept.

work on a birthday gift for my little girl for a whole day. emotions was like a dj equalizer. eyes was filled with sands, it was hurting, thus resulting in tears dropping.

night came, dress up for a dinner. pick my queen up, lose my 2 weeks old Iphone while travelling on a cab was amusing.

Me: "erm, my phone is officially announce lost."
Queen: "fuck, where did you lose it? all you alright?"
Me: "i think after you spoke to G and pass it back to me on the cab."
Queen: "what should we do? omg, this is so unlucky."
Me: "we shall carry on with dinner, a lost is a lost."
Queen: "i am so unlucky, you are affected by me."
B: "a couple is a couple, you two make a great one too."

frankly, i think so too. queen picks a phone, spoke on it. pass it back to me when i was busy doing some adjusting on the cab was not a very smart move. blame will not be place. like i mention, i am a veteran. losing things no longer affects me. i just accept the way it is. what more can be done? even if i get angry and sad, a day would be a day, a lost would be a lost.

Uncle R came too for some fine dining. i am always impressed by him, his command of languages, his sound advices, the way he potray himself. at times, you be surprised at the way he party, youngsters stand aside. he is the true party animal.

Equinox was as usual, a place for fine dining, very nice ambience comes with a price tag of $1k for a 7 person. it was a celebration for G and his wife for their anniversary. meals were served, food was great, ambience was good. queen was definately enjoying her moment.

dinner end, photos was taken and wine was savour by all.

i am still a veteran in lost and not found...

Our Very Own "Chairman"

i wouldn't be awake at 7.30am if not for my father requiring aid, to ask for some help in a job. Sunday is a sacred day, a day where i would enjoy my own activities, or recuperate at home. i am hell of a son. anything for my dad. went for breakfast, and what the fuck wrong in the morning?

nature gone crazy. heavy storm, rain pelting the car furiously, the wind doing thier very best in toppling me as i proceeded to the nearest coffeeshop with my parents. even under shelter, they provide no signs of giving up. a hot cup of milo and steaming hot prata went cold after 5mins.

working on sunday was tough and i have to emphansize, i am a very good son. anything for my dad. yes, it's ok. i need no praises, but fuck you if you are giggling.

queen was literally piss because she doesn't understand the facts that waking up at 7.30am and working till 3pm was a word spelt, capped, bold.

T I R E D

Me: "finish helping my dad, and i am very tired. i will not be coming."
Queen: "you do not want to accompany me? you should come NOW."
Me: "nope, i am very tired. i woke at 7.30am and just ended."
Queen: "so? no lunch with me and no time spend together?"

throwing her tantrum ordering me, yes i mean ordering because her tone was loud and she was very firm on the word NOW. i r & r her. rejected and refused. i didn't know if there is part 2 because sleep save me from utterly nonsensical conversations. knowing i would be piss if i was reminded of the afternoon segment, she put on her best behaviour when i rise from my deep slumber and dial her number.

changing into some soccer gears, i went to meet up with the crew. much to my surprise, queen and gang were be joining for some laughters.

our dear R was busy doing videos, camera shots for us. every single moment was capture.

30mins into games, singlets were flying all over. sweats flowing down from head to toe, wet boxers and underwears were part and parcel but i have never expected our G to take bribes..

G was our goalkeeper, he was practically throwing every single ball to the opposition after an hour of the game. tireness and exhaustion have overcome his body and even his mind! to him, everyone was a friend. 3 consecutive throw in the middle to a opposition, a SHOT, a SAVE and FALLING into the net and there it is. 3 points for them. 6 consecutive goals slowly ensure the opposition are in the lead.

everyone was rolling on the field laughing, T was shaking his head, laughing at our dear G who have only done soccer twice in his life or even exercise once a year.

T: "how much did the other team pay you?"
G: "fuck, i am tired."
T: "you are a hole."

many more comments were made, laughters from the side and on the pitch were non stop. no matter how well i describe it, you need to be on site to really understand the situation that is putting stiches into our very stomach.

G was no longer aware of anything, his only objective than and there was to get a chair and sit. trinkling down his body, sweat flows, slowly forming a human puddle below his chair.

he was our "chairman" that night, refusing to move till the 2hrs is up. he was a sight to behold!

thanks to R, photographs, videos will ensure we will remember this night.

this very night, our very own "chairman" was deliver to us.

and his prize award winning speech was...

i have transfer all my bribes back. i am clean...

Pink And Blue?

dragonboat was a routine for me now every Saturday.

there really nothing much to write about on this very Saturday till my queen decided to lose her handphone would be a great inspiration for me. what a sweet girl she is, sacrifice for the greater good.

Queen: "i lost my phone! you have the cab number?"
Me: "no, why would i have the cab number?"
Queen: "i am still able to call my hp."
Me: "great, soon it will be off."

by not keeping calm, and being rational. she goes into a hysterical speech that goes on and on and blabbering till i stop her with a firm tone and take control. i quickly assess the situation, dial comfort lost and found department, sending sms to her phone ensuring a prize would be there for any return.

bottom of my heart, i know perfectly. it's gone for good. call me a loser. i am experience in losing stuff, i am what you call a veteran in that. my records are here to show why i am a veteran.

wallets - 10 and above
mobile phones - 5 and above
cash - 4k and above (with 1.1k for a single time at the wall of fame right now)
identity card - 5 (every lost now on will be have a fine of $500 and a swear to follow)

i was presented with a verbal warning from the officer when i went for my 5th IC.

Officer: "we will change your pink IC into a blue IC should you lose it again."

seriously, a pink IC is a ugly color for sure. changing it into a blue IC for me would represents, my boyish favourite color. i am a unique singaporean with a unique singapore color IC. except for the facts blue means PR?

thats a reason i never ever carry my girlish IC out now, i will not exchange my citizenship for PR even sacrificing for my boyish favourite color.

a queen without a mobile was devastating. she was still in a very hopeful mood until she cut the line off. there it goes, all hopes gone. accept the reality. that definately not good news for me after much thought. she proceeded in checking out new phones with her limited knowledge of phones, filling me on which is a good phone, the prices and stuff. i knew what was coming.

instincts kicks in, ear block was on, fear was surpressed.

the night ended with our last conversation revolving around a ugly phone.

Sony W995...

Land Training.

dozing off during work, is something i never want. no matter how hard i try, i manage to get my boss to knock twice on my desk and shake his head. i am no hero, nor a rebellious kid. he have warn me multitudinous times.

Boss: "how many times i have to tell you not to doze off in a day."
Me: "enough to make you mad i guess."
Boss: "you are in perfect line of sight for big boss."
Me: "yup, i try my best. i have illness."

sighing, and shaking his head.

my boss have try all sort of ways already. praising me, encouraging me, threatening me, giving me a tough time but failure was in sight afterall. even if i sleep for 24hrs. sitting on the office chair, staring at the lcd screen, and having a large table simply was never much of a resistance factor.

i try sitting up straight, taking lots of water, smoking, splashing water on my face. all this prove futile. every lunch time, i will definately sleep 2hrs straight, oblivious to the world. 2pm sharp i would awake either from a knock from the boss, or PJ will wake me.

i am a dreamer...

been ages since i carried a back pack, filled with exercise attire, and stuff. i was ready for some dragonboat land training! i am in perfect condition, no muscle aches, no injury, good weather. 10mins before knock off, i switch into my training kit. S was kind enough to let me hitch a ride together with her.

no water bottle again. i am going to die of thirst i reckon.

training started, what the fuck is going on?

1 flight of steps, 20 push ups, back to heaven.
2 flight of steps, 20 sit ups. back to earth.
3 flights now! 20 burpess? or 30 squats? i am a wise man, 30 squats with some slacking in between. back to hell.

and that's what they call only 1 set...

i done 5 sets of touring heaven, earth and hell. i am proud, this is nothing!

O: "alright. guys, sprinting time. 150m to the 3 stones."

someone dial me 911, you will be my everything. now i wish i had nike air, converse is never for a shoe for sprinting. 1 set of sprints, feets will burning hot, holes appearing at the side of the shoes, white flag was waving furiously above my head. thanks goodness, peer pressure was never place upon me. i love the crew. they have this belief..

Don't Push Yourself.

it enable me not to catch a heart attack.

sweat i drop would contribute a huge portion to the sea...

Uncle Smiley.

Uncle Smiley make this Tuesday a very interesting morning. a ring engrave with the words be happy, a smiling face and a clover leaf. one would have thought he is a happy fella but nope, after a bus full of passengers and a huge guy blocking the front door of the bus put his anger level to a test.

he is special..
he is no normal human being...
he does things that will proclaim his name for a long time....

Uncle Smiley proceeded to remove his obstacle, dragging Mr Huge down and putting a mirror image of his ring, be happy, clover leaf and smiling face right into the cheek of Mr Huge. he move in to replace Mr Huge, ignoring every gasps and shock faces he had around him. ultimate blockage to the real world.

he is definately unique..
he is a physcopath on the loose...
he does things that will put him behind bars....

Bus Uncle hurling out threats to call the police to deal with him was not going to sit tight with Uncle Smiley. Uncle Smiley execute his moves so flawlessly, Bus Uncle was in a daze, Bus is definately out of commission, passengers start to evacuate.

i am pretty piss off myself right now...

i would have to squeeze the next few buses with one full bus of refugees. Uncle Smiley nonchalant to the world, walk away with a smirk on his face. a fucking physcopath. he certainly place himself on my blacklist by making me cramp the next few buses with refugees.

Bus Uncle was not bothered by anyone, not even buses that was honking him and decided to move on after no response. everyone was more concern about puntuality than bus driver looking like he doze off to a sleep. yes, a bus with two open doors and a bus driver looking like he was sleeping was definately something you don't get to see every morning.

fucking hilarious i would say, just the sight of it will poke your belly for a long time. sorry, i am too a typical Singaporean. i hurry on the very few next buses, not that curious about the conclusion especially 9 is my official start work time.

Bus Uncle should never provoke him, Uncle Smiley should practice more patience. i was so very late, big boss man place me on OT list. i was not please. i hope i never see both of them ever again.


Uncle Smiley, a physcopath who lurks the morning rush...