Maybe I Cried "Wolf" Too Many Times...

Monday, November 2, 2009

Back when the H1N1 pandemic was at its heights, I became my mom. Writing numerous parents' letters in hope of getting an approval for my Leave of Absence, citing fear of H1N1 as the primary reason. Although I reckon most of them were rejected anyway.


Months have now past and I no longer write them anymore, or maybe I simply don't need to. After weeks of persistent coughing and a fever that comes and goes, I may have the real deal this time round after several attempts to cheat the system.

In all honestly, I am not overly perturbed by the possibility of contracting H1N1. To some extent, I am kinda excited bout it. Call me crazy or whatever you like. I dun really give a damn. Not many live to tell a story after contracting such an influenza. Wouldn't it be nice if I am one of them.....

Just in case I really contracted H1N1 and don't recover, this may well be my last entry so do let me upload some pics to lighten the mood a little.

Alvin's Farewell Gathering

Shia LaBurn & Mendi Fox with Blunderbee

My Cute Lil Tong Tong

After Dead Silence, Comes a Sudden Twist of Fate...

Saturday, October 31, 2009

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Omg!!! Ain't it awfully quiet in here! No updates, no pics, no nothing. Simply inactivity.

Hell! Where have I been for the past few weeks or maybe months?!?!?!?!?!?

Well~ Since it's halloween, maybe it's only fitting to start with an awful silence due to my sabbatical from blogging. As a matter of fact, the silence would have continued if I was at some halloween party but surprisingly, the party animal in me gotta lay low for some time yet.

So what exactly have I been up to lately? To be frank, it's the same old shit, ya know. Working, giving tuitions, schooling and falling sick. Yes, you saw it right. FALLING SICK!!!!!!!!!! Hai~ No doubt I've lost some mass over the months, I am still by no means a feeble wuss. I reckon it's a combination of factors that has taken its toll on my health.

Firstly, I haven't seriously worked out for maybe a year now. When I was attached, even if I didn't hit the gym regularly, there was still another form of workout I could engage in if you catch my drift. No exercise or whatsoever for such a long period of time is bad, real bad for health. Secondly, it has definitely gotta do with the 7-8 sticks of poison that I take everyday. Lastly, I haven't been sleeping well or eating well for the past few months. My biological clock is so screwed up that I could see an owl sometimes when I look into the mirror and bcoz of my haywired sleeping hours, I mostly only take 1 meal a day. Considering what a glutton I am, 1 meal a day is detrimental to say the least. If being healthy is in the pink of health, I would rate myself as a grey now.

Compounding to my misery, my new job isn't kind of helping with my sleeping hours. For those of you who haven't known, I am no longer working at Cafe Del Mar - heaven to those who enjoy the sun, sand, sea and a congregation of bikini-clad hot babes. Mostly due to financial reasons, I had to look for pastures new, or maybe old I should rightly put it. I am currently working at one of my previous workplaces with also loads of scantily-clad babes, albeit more sleazy in a sense. It's funny why and how I always have to work in an environment full of female presences. Perhaps this is destiny.... CRAP!!! Like I dig that kinda shit. I guess it's more appropriate to say it's in my blood to be surrounded by the opposite gender. If a human had 2 brains, no surprises which part of my anatomy the 2nd brain goes to. Lol!!! I know some of you must be eeeeeeing me. Like ya know, eeeeeee Avan this, eeeeeeee Avan that, so disgusting and stuff. STOP! You behave like that coz you ain't mature enough to embrace your own sexuality. Just like what SQ and Jol is learning in their psychology elective, human beings are about nothing but agression and sex. To be taught in a polytechnic tutorial class, it must be a scientically proven theory so dun debate it, rather, accept it. So you see for all the viewing pleasures I receive, sacrifices need to be made. The working hours are like 7-4am or 9-6am. Honestly speaking, it's more of the money than I being a voyeur for taking up the job and enduring the hours.

Enough said bout my new job or some psychology theory, let us now move to an extraordinary event of coincidence. I met Amy on the train while on the way to Yio Chu Kang just now! FYI, Amy was one of my flings. Meeting someone after so many years is coincidental but the incidents leading up to the meeting made it even more out of the world. Ok, long story short. Benny and I were heading to the SOmerset station after watching "Jennifer's Body". (The movie sucks!!!!! If not for a certain Megan, I would have left the theatre mid-way through.) We were supposed to go back to my place to be picked up by Ang Heng for Kumar's supper treat. At Somerset station before boarding the train, Lulu called to inform us that we couldn't take Ang Heng's car since it's fully packed so we needed to take his instead. That meant we had to meet Lulu at Yio Chu Kang instead of meeting Ang Heng at my place. Strangely, we boarded the train heading towards City Hall rather than the one heading towards Jurong East. We were probably too fixated on taking the train to Dhoby Ghaut to switch to the NEL to go Serangoon or maybe behaving like seat grabbing aunties that we totally didn't realise we were on the wrong train until we reached City Hall. We hurriedly alighted and switched to the north-south line heading towards Jurong at City Hall. Upon boarding the train, my razor sharp auntie seat detacting sensor locked on to a vacant seat and I was there sitting down in a flash. If I hadn't acted like an auntie, I wouldn't have been able to notice Amy who was sitting right opposite of me. My point is, if you rewind the series of events, I wouldn't have met her if we stuck to our original plan of meeting Ang Heng instead of Lulu; even if meeting Lulu was the original plan, I wouldn't have met Amy had we not taken the wrong direction; and finally even the original plan was to meet Lulu and we had taken the wrong train under the most unusual of circumstances, I wouldn't have seen Amy if I didn't rush to the only vacant seat as we would have just st00d by the door and be totally oblivious to the surroundings.

I am gonna contradict myself a lil coz as much as I dun believe in destiny, I do feel compelled to believe that certain things are fated in life. Seeing a slice of your past does bring a sense of deja vu. Hai~ If only I had kept her by my side, she would probably have made a good gf. Too bad,too bad...

Foray into LSB!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Sunday, September 20, 2009

TIO LA!!!!! BO TAI BO JI WASTED 30 BUCKS!!!!!! ARGH!!!!!!!!!

Hai~ Somehow, in a way or another, I got conned into going to this LSB (lup sup bar for the uninitiated) to meet a colleague's fren who's doing MLM.

Yes, I am guilty as charged as one of those who made fun of mendi's LSB exploits. Even so, I dun deny the fact that I would like to experience it at least once. Having said so, I didn't want my first foray to happen like that, in the company of complete strangers barring one, under those kinda circumstances.

To make matters worse, I already told my colleague that I didn't want a hostess to keep me company given how uncomfortable I was feeling with so many unfamiliar faces staring at me. Before I could even bail myself out of the stifling atmosphere, what I dreaded most happened to transpire.

A voluptuous TKB (Tiong Kok Bu) with bosoms squeezed to the brink of explosion, armed with kevlar thick make-up and clad in contour accentuating tight cleavage exposing dress sat beside me with barely 1 millimetre of space apart. Wow!!! A lesser man would be staring at her you know where non-stop.

As I wasn't prepared for her entrance and never wanted her company in the first place, I kept my eyes and hands off her and gave her the cold shoulders. In all honesty, I was a lil tempted to you know but I seriously seriously didn't wanna spend money. Unperturbed by my nonchalance, she started making her move on me by invading my privacy or should I say outraging my modesty. Lol!!! With one hand caressing my thigh and the other pouring drinks for me, it was apparent that she was trying her very best to induce me into action by getting me high and aroused. Sorry lady, you chose the wrong client at the wrong place at the wrong time. If you were my gf, I could've and would've done it in a heartbeat. Too bad! Hanky-panky with a charge of 30 bucks under the scrutiny of pple I barely even know is an absolute no-go for me. Sian half, she finally decided to leave the room and seek for pastures new.

Since I was already there, I tried my best to put on my fakest facade and socialise a lil here and there by playing pool and having a few drinks. Sensing a wee bit of weariness; and a hell lot of discomfort in my eyes from the chimney like room, I decided to take my leave. It was then when my colleague dropped the bombshell. "Avan, wait for ur girl to come back la. You gotta pay her the tips before leaving if not will suay." He said. I told him I didn't do anything for crying out loud so why should I even tip her! Well mate... It seems that I got it all wrong. For most LSBs, you gotta tip the girl once she sits beside you and makes her move no matter whether you reciprocate. Not wanting to stay any longer, I duly passed the money to my colleague and left the place before more Kang Taos crop up.

Evidently, I wasn't the single bit pleased. My first experience was a Kang Tao and kinda a big one. On the flipside, and as a mean of consolation, at least I know what a LSB is like now.

Changed I had or have I???

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Happened to see sharon's mom when I went over for tuition last sunday and her first reaction was, "Avan! U've lost a lot of weight!!!" I reckon it wasn't weight that I lost, it is more of mass. In fact, some of my friends that I hadn't met for a while all said I look different.


So a question beckons, "Have I changed or have I not?"

Without a doubt, physically definitely yes but mentally and emotionally, I certainly dun think so.

Anyway, in the most bizarre of circumstances, I stumbled upon a few pics of me taken many years back and hell! they sure brought back memories. Those were the days.... Those were the days....





Isolation May Be The Solution...

Saturday, August 29, 2009

Time is of the essence and it's at a premium...


At least that's what I am feeling of late. No time for this! No time for that! No time for my blog!!!!


Even when I had the time in the past 1 month, I spent it sleeping away. If not, I would be sitting in front of my lappy and refreshing the few websites - soccernet, facebook, teamtalk, onemanga & gutter - that I always go repeatedly without a particular aim. Hai~ If that wasn't enough, I even googled my name followed by a certain Lee Huishan!!!

In all honesty, I seriously do not have the luxury to be wasting my time like that. Inexplicably, I am getting more and more tired till the extent of not wanting to do anything constructive, not even updating my blog. So is it true that I have no time or am I dissipating it like how I used to???

Whatever the answer, I dun feel like dwelling on it. I m just looking forward to the chalet. A place where I could indulge myself in booze, ciggy, loads of gambling and hopefully some luck with the ladies. Lol! Not gonna be easy for the last one I reckon. Well... Just wanna drown myself in as many vices as possible so one less or one more does not really make much of a difference.

Apart from seeing my beloved Tong Tong, I really dunno what makes me happy anymore.

Just like Ang Heng, I need to be reincarnated fast if not now or else I would probably never get the chance again.

Dear peeps, as you could probably see how dire the condition I am in, I need to go into my emoing mode soon to do some soul-searching. In the event that I dun answer phone calls or reply smses, I hereby apologise in advance. Sorry...

The Claws Are Showing Yet Again...

Saturday, July 25, 2009

There is a demon in me... Awaken yet again and clutching the very source of my life in its dark and filthy fist. Aaarrgghh!!!! NO!!!!!!! STOP!!!!!!!! As my cries for mercy go unheeded, streams and streams of my life is being drained with each passing day. I feel weak and despondent with whatever that is left in me. With all the power but no attempt to even wield it as I've slowly succumbed to the menacing will of the demon.

A part of me really wished I had stayed in Thailand and never returned. Back to face the harsh realities of life that Singapore's society poses. Hai~ Sian dao...................... I am lost for words to describe.

In all honesty, life hasn't been very smooth sailing since my return. Am I not welcomed by the society or simply there's no place for a loser like me????

Confronting the departure of a close fren to the land down under affected me more than I had expected. It set my mind into overdrive thinking about the path ahead of me when I eventually graduate from SP. It seemed pretty clear at one stage but I suppose things took a somewhat undesirable turn. I am kinda like running on empty but not making the move to fill the tank, if you know what I mean.

Not that I haven't been down this crossroad before. Hell! I have been through my fair share of adversities and never once had I backed down. Sadly, never once had I dealt with them admirably either. In short, I manage to survive, not thrive.

As much as I feel glad that Alvin has finally found his faith in God, I still hold the believe that if you are strong enough, there is no need to cling onto something spiritual for support. The problem is, I can't seem to muster the strength from within! To make matters worse, the day I find faith is probably gonna be the day I make God turn in his grave (if he has one) and wallop me so bad that I can no longer lock him out of my door.

Sometimes I find it really ironic for someone to have no strength but abundance of complacency. Smart, so!!! IAF is gonna bring me back tumbling down to earth. What's the point of having all the horsepower with no room to gallop!

I can seriously see myself being the next emo kid on block if nothing is done fast. Worse still, maybe even go insane. In fact, bordering between the fine line of sanity and insanity isn't all that bad. Crazy pple are unbelievably strong ok. Dead people like Salvatore Dali, Vincent Van Gogh, Albert Einstein, Mozart and even MJ to name a few should add some credibility to my claim. All of them were and still are considered as the geniuses in their own respective field. Who can argue with me that they weren't weird and a bit crazy! We have ourselves a necrophilia, a lunatic who severed one of his ears, a probable paedophile whose nose kept changing and the other two had done some crazy shit that I can't quite remember.

Who knows? It may turn out that being crazy is the new way of thriving in this mad mad world...

Sawadee!!!

Thursday, June 11, 2009

Sorry folks for this super duper belated post Thailand trip entry. Uploaded some pics that I have taken in Thailand so do enjoy...

Some Thai kips & not so kips...

Thai Temple Pilgrimage






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