Monday, January 16, 2006

The world as we know it – Singapore style

Miss Saigon - The first famous Sarong Party Girl

The Hip Hop community – A couple of brudders chilling out down at the void decks


Comedy Festival – The search for a singing Idol

Gyoza Ramen – Very expensive Wanton Mee

Prostitutes – Well-received foreign talents

Drug trafficking – Bringing in chewing gum


Car accident – Another opportunity to strike toto or 4D


Piss – Tiger Beer

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Saturday, January 14, 2006

clubs and such…


What a full night. For as long as a
day the whirlwind of events had left me feeling rather misplaced, almost like I was switching between different dimension. Surreal.



Kylie’s Virtual Tour



The weekend began with a spectacular opening by Kylie at Zouk where I was massively entertained by the sexy siren. Despite feeling a tad let down that the concert wasn’t a live telecast, the dvd recording of her Showgirl tour still got the better of the crowd. Everyone watched it as though we were live in London amidst the stadium of screaming fans; people were cheering, crooning and even dancing to her hits from over the years. Coupled with free booze, the party was a natural instant hit.



Straight after a fulfilling prelogue to the evening, I hopped down to Ministry of Sound to check out what’s behind all the big hoo-hars. It was my virgin visit and boy was I in for a treat!



MOS wins by a landslide



Ministry of Sound was simply breathtaking… Ok, the queue in was also equally mind blowing but that’s another story. The space, sights and sound were top notched and all the makings of an international club. No expense was spared to put up this place. I went about prying into all the individual theme rooms and one after another made me gasp - impeccable details went into marrying the right fixtures to the right music thus creating an overall impressive harmony (music + style).



The brief observation earlier at Zouk didn’t exactly bowl me over. The much-talked about revamp seemed somewhat pointless as there were barely enough differences to begin with;, a few mere console shifts, add-on wall structure and installments were just about as drastic as my yawn. Perhaps die hard regulars will beg to differ.



In terms of scale and presence, it was obvious to me where I’ll be clubbing in the near future… but there are more appealing reasons beyond that.



People, people, people



Never have I bummed into so many familiar faces in one place. I guess it must be true then when they say EVERYONE is going to M.O.S. First it was Sarah, cousin’s partner in crime from school: before my friend even got to introducing us, I was already slapping her arm going, “Ho sey bo!” Spent the rest of the night jibing one another, managed to connect on the same freq despite the little I know about her. Then there was Dan, squad mate from police academy: he’s only back for a week from work in the States and I
thought I would never see him back in Singapore. “I’ll be damned” were my exact words. We caught up and for that momentary encounter felt happy to know he is still alive and kicking somewhere.



Amidst the raving masses I found more familiar faces fleeting by
- people from secondary school, NAFA days or celebrities and models from the media. It felt like my subconscious conspiring with my senses to release bits and pieces of recollection… and no I was not drunk thank you very much.



While we were struggling out of a cluster, my friend also met her elder brother. He, never a wild child always a mummy’s boy. Here, looking wasted and desperately trying to move on and not talk to us. It was quite amusing.

When I got out of the premise to take a breather, still i bumped into an affiliate of my Party Crasher alliance - PC No.3! I was convinced there and then this is the place to look for all your lost contacts or relatives if you ever needed to. It’s practically the population of clubbing folks under one roof. The place to be seen, nowhere to run nowhere to hide.



Puke it, move it



You know the fun’s coming to an end when your friend starts puking. We carried B on his two as we left a splendid trail of his dinner content on the way out. Would have sent him home if his friend didn’t insist otherwise. A somewhat downing end to his homecoming party but nevertheless we all had fun.



At 4am the night continued with a cup of tea outside McD whilst J and i
yak about stuff. We spoke for quite a bit but nothing seemed to register, my neocortex was giving up on me. We then drove around in search for food and only after a hearty supper… erm, breakfast decided to call it a night.



What A NIGHT.

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Friday, January 13, 2006

Rationalising contradictions

I refuse to take a plastic bag if I can just hand-carry my purchases. I take loads of plastic bag from the gym to contain my laundry because it is more hygienic.



I don’t see the need to spend anything more than $30 for a shirt when I’m gonna wear it for less than a few months before I get sick of it. I splurge on my calvins at the average price of $40 per pair because they are incredibly comfortable.



Despite popular beliefs, I’m not a party animal. I don’t enjoy drinking and attempting conversations through shouting. I only enjoy partying with the right company: when the conversation flows and the raucous environment fades into oblivion.



I dread talking to strangers and people I hardly know. I can be extremely charming knowing beforehand about a meet and greet with someone of importance.



I would buy solid vintage apparels from the flea market in a heartbeat. I would never buy a second-hand gadget or appliance because i’m skeptical about the state it is in for fear it will die on me.



I love durians. I hate durian byproducts.

Hmm… there’s more. To be continued.
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Tuesday, January 10, 2006

one design, many phones

I’ve never been more proud of my phone.



Other than the fact that I bought it at a fantastic deal, this stunner had me enthrall in its sleek fetching design for the past months. It’s amazing how versatile it goes with anything and still looks so definitively cool. The fact that I’m raving about it shows the extend I’m in love with it, but don’t get me wrong, it ain’t the best gadget in the world. I will berate its capability in a heartbeat. Lousy camera, bad message input software, not very sensible navigation…etc. My phone is pure aesthetics, a looker with no substance.



Recently, M has released a pink and blue version to my disparagement. These options seemed like novelty approaches not to enhance the phone’s outlook but rather to offer an alternative to a very select few, namely raving lunatics and fashion wannabes. Haha. Somehow its previous silver and black finishes best captures the minimalist styling and up-market appeal of this Best Mobile Phone Design 2005 winner.



In light of their disappointing offering, M has decided to released yet another permutation of this slim model come Feb.

The V3i - The RAZ*R fully loaded.



Boasting a 1.23 megapixel digital camera and iTunes music software you’ll basically have the complete mobile multimedia package. But the main draw for me is definitely expandability - it comes with a 512 miniSD card for all your music storage. This time round they even tried combining the silver exterior and black interior to make this phone the ultimate item of desire (i hear there’s a limited edition gold edition released in collaboration with Dolce and Gabanna)
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I’ll still be content with my little black beauty then after all I love it for the way it looks, the lack of features hardly bothers me. Unless they come out with a white version, perhaps then my heart will be set aflutter…

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i won this! woohoo!

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Monday, January 9, 2006

the doggie i drew.

New Year card for client which they liked but rejected.
Reason being and i quote; “It’s too cute”.

Nabei.

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being there, bum that.

I am such a bum.
 
For the entire weekend I did nothing to make myself more useful in this world. I was suppose to work on a website for a friend but all I did was to rot in bed and entertain my worthless self watching episodes of LOST on dvd. I reminded myself throughout the day that at one point I had to stop being a slug, walk over to my studio switch on my powerbook and get down to work. But I didn’t. Nope, productivity was no where in sight. So i toggled between tv and video, one after another trying to drown myself with transient forms of happiness…

Little wonder why I woke up this morning feeling absolutely sucky. My existence matter as much as dried mucus.

*flick*

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Thursday, January 5, 2006

True friends withstand the test of time.

Friends. Can’t live without them, can’t live with them.

The best friends are those you’ve shared moments of brilliance with; ever-ready to let their hair down and be utterly silly, or have their shoulders perched for those down periods. As time passes, you gradually (without intent) lose constant contact and move on to meet new people, yet somehow still reminisce in the good times you’ve shared and meet up occasionally to catch up.

I’m a believer that friends should not be too caught up in each other’s lives because we are all self-centred and habitual beings; we try to mould our surrounding to suit us and that action manifest in the way we scrutinize people’s behaviour to make them likeable. I guess in order to survive the toils and tribulations of human dynamics, distance is key.

A friend recently text me an anniversary message, reminding me it was 7 years ago when we first met. She has a date etched in her mind. That alone bowled me over. During these years, I’ve question the authenticity of our friendship because we hardly ever meet and know very little about each other’s daily happenings. Yet now, I’m warmed by her resilience, keeping me very aware that she still holds the bond between us with high regards. All the years apart and lack of communication suddenly became unimportant. Instead i think it worked to our advantage knowing how we cherish one another.

True friends do withstand the test of time.

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Tuesday, January 3, 2006

lovin’ it no more

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Sunday, January 1, 2006

my niece can talk cock.

Clarise: Ah ku…my birthday coming. You got present for me or not?



Ludicrous: Ey? Your birthday in March… that’s still months away.



Clarise: No…my birthday coming. I am 4 years old later…




Ludicrous: Ok, ok… what present do you want? I buy you poot poot? *snigger*



Clarise: Har?*giggles* i dun wan.



Ludicrous: Ok…then i buy you Ah Mah.



Clarise: *giggles* I dun wan… i want xu xu…*laughs*

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