that's all

this blog has come to an end
its been a fantastic year
of more ups than downs

i thank god for how blessed my life is
despite what a terrible fucker i am..at times

i guess what's left of this blog r merely posts that i wrote with much thought put across
personal events..and perhaps.. how strongly i felt towards certain things

thank u for readin this blog..
but its time to move on..

choyatini

hello..

this week's been awesome.. :D :D

work started.. and it's pretty cool

when for Choya Event on Fridae night

the product launch for Choyatini

there was a pretty distinct taste to it

but more about it later on

of all people in da world..

i bumped into miss sally at funan on my way to work on fridae..
i've not seen her for.... 3 yrs? she's still pretty...short.. mwahahaha

so pretty much luckily i brought this cam along.. heh sally sally sally..

gosh.. well at least she recognized me..

and prior to work i wrote a few postcards
so hopefully them people will get it..


moving along back to the choya event..
it was held at the old SoundBar.. a place now called EM
runned by Emerald Hill





so apparently the next craze would be Choyatini
45ml Choya
15ml Vodka
Splash of Soda

the kick of the drink was that the crisp and smoothness was somethin that i nv found in most martinis i drank.. in all i drank 6..and i guess the most fascinating thing for me was the Choya Plum..though albeit unglam to eat it..

but havin spoken to their supplier
what he shared wif me was that the vodka base is essential
for the aftertaste of the drink

now we do not carry what THEY were using
so i guess this comin week wud be somethin of a trial and error for us for the openin of our outlet

so this is miss stacy chong.. my lady boss.. heh i guess we both had a little too much to drink

myself..elaine..stephanie..and chris..

enjoy the weekend guys.. :D i know i will

two-one

ok so now im officially 21
i can go Yangtze and watch their movies
i can.. vote? if they choose to contest in whichever place i'll reside in a few years time

im reminded of several conversations i had this past week...

as i went around meetin ppl as part of my bday..the first was with chan huimin..

"so your best friend is in law?", asked huimin.

"huh?"

"you know, the chinese guy you introduced me to on saturday..", trying to make light of the conversation.

and to which i replied poker faced, "huimin, he is attached to my bestfriend, azmi. which is why he is my bestfriend-in-law. not bestfriend in law " .. this followed a hilarious bout of laughter.

though she shamelessly asked for a bday icecream sundae treat from the filipino infested restaurant.

i was initially aghast..but boy was the ice cream sundae good. followin which i indulged her in some good ol gossippin..

huimin, robyn, myself.

speakin of robyn... sweet sweet robyn's mum baked me 5 brownies with the wordings Happy,Omar,Bless,God,bday. i chose to arrange the words as such anyway. haha

speakin of cakes, i loved what azemea and ian got for me. the most unconventional birthday 'cake' ever. ..

this boy got.... BIRTHDAY DONUTS... haha ensuring every single person got a piece of it..

just look at their happy faces..

this follows with random shots on the Cafe Domus Wall of Fame

this pair of photo of me and ah bao is.. urmm.. i dunno.. i juz think there's a sexy vibe to it haha..

this is nipples/legung/danson manson. notice how he's tryin to be as tall as me? heh.. it made me laugh..

this is the boy who turned 21 officially..and the other 'boy' who kinda turned 21 on the night itself..

and also the dearest azemea who..without whom..i wouldn't have found cafe domus..cos mr army-infantry-officer with his topography skills read the map and found his way there. while civil defence mat me chose to ignore him..and kinda got lost to the point of givin up..

so apparently i had a pair of twins servin us during the event.. mimi i clearly remembered..but.. nini .. i dunno.. were they tryin to pull a fast one on me?hmmm

and those who made it happen

berd 'still 21' lee, omar 'finally 21' basri, jacq who makes awesome cheese rolls, fred who made sure we were happy. mimi for constantly confusin me..and azemea..juz for being himself..

HUGS HUGS HUGS

ill do part two when i get pics from ian..

speakin of which.. there's no photos of ian...YET

3 yrs on

today's kinda like the third anniversary.. of me bein single again..
i feel that, it was one of the decisions in life you make that you hope wouldn't haunt you for the rest of your life..

its only three years.. and u still haunt me..

i would say that i am over you..but i guess i could never forgive myself for the things that i did..
perhaps.. this is why everytime my bday draws nearer.. im reminded of that terrible period of my life..

fallin sick.. the As were like 2weeks away only..
and i guess.. my results were not a true reflection of the grades i was capable of achievin..

turnin 18 was a terrible phase of my life..
lets hope turnin 21 wouldn't be half as bad..

cheryl yu..im sorry..

domus

Café Domus is located on 124 owen road, a nondescript building surrounded by hardware/auto spare part garages.. you will get lost.. you’ve been warned..

If you’re traveling by public transport, take a NEL and drop at Farrer Park.

Head out via Exit D. You will see Park Royal Bldg on your far right.. as well as a taxi stand..walk 50metres straight till you reach Owen Rd.

Turn in, and you will pass by a bldg called Shahid Apartments, and also see a small road called Worchester Rd to your left..

do not be distracted..keep on walkin..and after 100metres Cafe Domus will be to your right

If you decide to reach by car/bike/taxi..take the CTE … upon reaching kampong java flyover exit at Norfolk Rd that will directly take you into Owen Rd.. cafedomus will be to your left..

if you’re travellin from the east.. exit CTE Balestier Rod and turn right into Tessensohn Rd. you will see the Owen Rd junction within half a minute..

you would be walkin in the midst of auto parts garages, workshops and the ubiquitous coffee shop..but keep on walkin till you see big unit number 124..

give a good peek inside, and you will be greeted by a bright eyed pink oriental floral wallpaper with even more ubiquitous lookin seats.. i just learned the meaning of ubiquitous so im tryin to practise is more regularly you see..

If you’re still lost.. good luck with life..

I will post photos on my blog so that you guys can recognize certain landmarks and include a map..

www.yebber.com/review/cafe-domus/

There’d be food and drinks.. more drinks than food actually.. and we’ll all have a good time together..

the invitation is also extended to the partners of laureen, carin, azmi.. if the rest of you suddenly decided to get attach since the last I saw of you guys.. they’re invited as well

Hope everyone can be a good sport and have some fun to the theme.. at least it’ll give you all a reason to go shoppin.. :D

Thanks and hope to see you all down ..

a better part of me..

i could have been in uni..

readin blogs about how my peers r doin well and enjoyin their time currently.. it does make me wonder.. if i did make the right choice..

maybe i'm jus tryin to find the better part of me

i hope it does exist..

before meetin azmi last wk i went to kino and bought a book

tiziano terzani's 'a fortune-teller told me'

how, as a journalist, he was warned not to travel by air in 1993..and how that changed his life since his work entails him to travel extensively..a journey of self exploration, and perhaps in realisin what life holds for him..

i'd review it asap..

lately i've been fascinated by travel, in its physical form, as well as in the journey of findin urself.. i hope not to spend my whole life findin..searchin happiness only to realise that it's just a figment of your imagination..

perhaps im here, for the lack of a better idea..

home song stories

the home song stories is a riveting tale of a Chinese lady, Rose, who was stunningly played by Joan Chen, with two kids in tow in Australia, who went to meet an Uncle Bill, after years with diferent uncles in Hong Kong.



this was one of the opening scenes, where joan chen perform's lin dai's wang bu liao.. mesmering, seductive, reminiscent of the old smoky hk jazz bars..

it was 1971..and that was the year that their lives would change forever.



what follows is a tale of family breakdown, love, lust, yet the universal theme of belonging

rose longs to be with someone who loves her above everthing else
her kids simply long for a simple family life..

and what happens if you do not achieve it?

Uncle Bill was a good man, played like a typical caucasian sinophile patheticness
why was he drawn initially, and still remain captivated by rose was not known
but that is life, where you simply could not let go the best thing that ever happened to you..

yet he, was not the best thing that ever happened to rose
and off she left, and met the handsome Joe, played by the subtly charming Qi YuWu
who i personally feel is Singapore's answer to jude Law, yet a bit more sedated.



it was far from a match made in heaven.
rose wanted stability
joe wanted the carefree life he once had
and the connection wif a younger person
and this connection he had with May, was the breaking point for rose
who accuses her very own daughter, of robbing her mum's very own happiness

this was the catalyst of rose's downward spiral
and you see, the degeneration of rose's own beauty
the cracks in her life..her heart.. and her beauty

how a once well received HK songbird.. stumbled to being a lowly dishwasher in an Australian chinese restaurant

what happened towards the end, left a huge lump on my throat
did tom try to find closure? or was he still hurt by his mother's flaws?
was he still full of hatred? did he now understand why his mother made such decisions..

perhaps what rose really wanted in life, was her children's acceptance

yes, they had a poor life, and she tried to make it work

she used what she had, her beauty, her charm, her seduction

but when a woman loses it all.. how can she hold on to the things she believed in in life?

The Home Song Stories, i'd give it a 4 out of 5

simply because the themes resonate with me

i would love to meet Tony Ayres

and ask him one question...

have you forgiven your mum?

cos i'd wanna know if im capable of doing so too..

the weekend..

hey peeps..

alrite lets start with sat

now the plan was for me to just go back to sjps, pass the donuts to the boys and scoot off.. oh yes collect pay also.. ok.. everythin went to plan.. but den..

i bumped into jim huang.. steve aw.. heh

the boys

me, them and some girls


yes bellini regulars..my regulars.. and they dragged me to their fav table and had a drink..ok more than a drink.. moet..mac12s..jwbl.. it was fun.. drinkin wif 'em rather den servin 'em

apparently he's celebratin his cousin's arrival back in spore..

oh and jim said he's flyin off to usa for work.. moans..anywho it was awesome.. despite me missin his party on the day i flew to bangkok..

ok so after the accidental drinkin session.. headed for supper wif azmi.. and yea.. it was nostalgic..recently the number of ppl supperin had dwindled..n yea.. i still rmb.. the day where we slept over in bellini.. n suppered..i bought bk and he bought his new hp..impulse man..

ok so met him to go sentosa in the afternoon.. sucky weather.. so we had tequila.. warmed us a lil..but to find the toilet..horrendous.. i flared the teq bottle in a semi drunken state..not bad really..but ok it broke.. shit

and we bumped into leon and his friends.. apparently daniel.. or was it david.. who's a cd instructor.. dint talk much..

lazed around in sentosa.. dinner at vivo..

heh..n we ended up havin drinks in movida.. met up wif jannah.. so niceee..

she was one of the first few cashiers who i talked to.. and she's a very sweet n nice girl..go pass ur tp soon.. :D:D

oh and yes.. after movida i took the train to see mrs jones..

5more weeks

its time for us, to be leavin

and it hurts so much, it hurts so much inside

now, you go your way, and i'll go mine..

but tomorrow we'll meet, at the same place, at the same time..

me and mrs jones..

hey kids..can't hear youuuuuuu

kaiyan..me..yixin..mr liu

we took this on 12 august 07.. before yixin took an SQ flight direct to LA..
PETER LIU YIXIN YOU WILL BE MISSED :P :P :P

iron chef

ok so we cooked dinner at regina's apartment..

there was...

• black pepper chicken
• sze chuan chicken
• sweet/sour fish
• curry fish
• sambal prawns with kailan

so we kinda celebrated regina's stay here.. and kind of bid farewell to yixin

who by the way is flyin off this sunday afternoon..

it was a blast.. what with the alcohol that was available.. yup yup

kaiyan, chyi yueh, me, yixin, reg

Kho Pha Ngan 2007

hello singapore
yes i'm back from bangkok and kho phangan
sadly nope i din't bring a camera this time around..
i shot the whole visit on a video cam instead
and all i can say is.. wow..wow wowo wow

not in the world of warcraft 'wow' sense.. but..yea..
things that will stick in my mind for a very long time

• the amount of boobies i saw in phangan..

i mean.. i've heard of nude beaches and stuff.. but this ang mohs dun even blink an eye lid when taking off their bikini tops just so that their boobies see a lil bit of sunshine from otherwise what would have been bleak weather from where they come from.. still.. the amount of boobies.. that's like.. wow...

• the amount of alcohol i had...

mineral water? coke? orange juice? when beer is cheaper and whisky cost less den an hour of internet in phangan..you got to set your priorities right.

• the journey to pha ngan

ok.. the flight from sin - bkk was 2hrs.. but from bkk to kho phangan.. was an excruciating 20hr ride on bus/boat.. so i spent 40hrs just to commute between the island and bangkok.. which is.. wow.. i died on the bus.. gosh what about all the other ang mohs who are twice my size.. heh

• the shopping list

1. birkies..birkies..birkies
   
2. a pair of green onitsuka tiger trainers


3. Clinique happy for men
   
4. assorted pairs of shorts


5. lamps...


6. belts..

so basically shoppin was a blast..as usual..

• the fullmoon party

well.. this one..wow.. wow.. partied from 9pm - 7am.. on the beaches of had-rin..too bad a 'certain somebody' coudln't have made it with me..

i mean.. i dun wanna take things out personally..but i think he's a shame to every single malay i noe.. i mean.. lying to me about not being able to go is one..and.. lying to me about the fact that the tix could have been transferred..i mean.. does he think im stupid enough not to be able to check it out?

zaher wahab..wat a bloody dog..

anywaes.. the view of the moon.. the stars.. exceptional on kho pha ngan.. i'd def go there again..

i'd post photos as soon as roland emails them to me..

rock on..

fridae the 13th

well.. it was an interesting day..
i would love to blog about what happened at work so much..
but after readin danson's blog.. i believe he had a better account of what really happened..

so i shall cut and paste from his blog, for your viewing pleasure...

St James

Friday the 13 was the most happening day in these 5 months I have worked. It was so dramatic, akin to watching a Taiwanese drama serial. All the fighting, cursing and swearing in the high class gallery bar. A happy reunion turned... The twist of events was so sudden that I couldn't comprehend what happened.

The friend who was chased away was the one who spent lavishly on the girls. St James's top security had to come in break apart the rowdy crowd. Should they come a minute later, the first fight in gallery would break up. To be exact, a cat and dog fight.Eventually the group broke up and all was that was left were broken glasses, torned vouchers, bottle cards and a voluptuous lady sprawling on the ground helplessly. She was one of the customers I served. She actually got so drunk that she ended up in a state of demonic possession.

For the next 2 hours, she tucked herself into the trash bags and slept on the gallery floor. Occasionally, she will go into fits, screaming nonsense and crying. It was a sickly sight. She totally lost it.The next hour was an reenactment of the movie Exorcist. Her eyes rolled up and all that was seen was white. She swing her head around like a mad women, vomit spilling out from the side of her mouth. Her weak husband was no match for her constant struggle. She threw her limbs all over the place, hurting everyone within a 1m radius. She screamed for help, screamed for her own death. Soon, she was knocking her head on the edges of the table and the steel button stool.

I have never seen anybody so drunk, to the extent of seeking death. It was a horrifying sight watching this lump of meat crawling on the floor.It had taken too long to move her away. Eventually, it was time was all of us to go home. That was not the end of everything.

Public shitting

A sick bastard server from Powerhouse got so drunk that he began vomitting and shitting all over the locker area in St James Power Station. This has to be one of the most horrendous thing I have ever seen in my entire life.He sat at one of the side tables near lockers 240++, with his head glued to the table and hand swinging mid air in a pendulum motion.

Vomit flow out from his mouth and you just cannot imagine how a face would look like with that sticky shit. Every few minute, he would clear his throat by spitting his vomit. Yeah, he's literally drowning in his own vomit.This guy even lost control of his anus. God knows what he is thinking.

He passed motion all over the locker area!!! The most shocking thing was that his faeces were at least shoulder height! He must have cleaned his backside with his hand, and conveniently rubbed those crap on the walls! I could not hold my breathe. The stench infiltrated my nostrils and started polluting my brains.What a night...

thanks to mr danson ang for his contribution - www.midnightleo.blogspot.com

and you thought workin the nite life was boring...
2more weeks to bangkok
i'd be workin monday tuesday friday and saturday this coming week..

with thursday bein the closing ceremony for SHIYEP II
oh wow.. there was an opening ceremony?

To Believe...

and you bleed just to know you're alive..

and i guess a part of me came back to life this week..
things about me that i've forgotten myself..
but something reminded me, of the love that surrounds me..

i bumped into nelson TWICE this week..
he was a senior in NS, n initially i never did quite like him
but towards the end of my first year, i guess he was the closest friend i had
yea, NS ended and our meetups began to be less frequent..
but bumping into him after all this while, it did bring back a smile to my face..

a smile.. that reminded me of the fun i had when nothing else in the world mattered back than..

and on 7 july, i am so glad i took leave from work..
not only was it Hugo Wong's wedding, it was also rachel's 21st birthday..

to Hugo, though we've not known each other for long,
i have utmost respect for you, the responsibility that you have bein both a father and husband..
i am glad to be inspired by a person like you..
it was a sweet, yet simple ceremony, one that i would remember for opening up my heart towards findin a way back into love..

princess dearest..happy 21st...the night was full of memories..

i've no idea where this would take us..
but finally girl, i have something to remember you by..
a wonderful evening of celebration..
to have had you in my arms..
how many birthdays i've missed these 7 years
thank you rachel, for making me believe in the power of trust, and friendship once again..

7/7/07, Live Earth. Your Wedding. Her Birthday.

**thx to azmi for bein the photographer :D

Starbucks is the cocaine of the 21st Century. Discuss.

many ask how i celebrated father's day
many do not know i do not have a father..
well ok that's a little bit of a drag
but truth be told, i've not seen him for the past 4 yrs...

havin said that, it wasn't like he was there when my parents were still together..

so many ceremonies..
so many sports days..
so many plays..

you missed them all..

so while i was sippin my green tea frappucino in starbucks..
there were many young fathers who tried so hard to mollycuddle their children..
was i a horrible kid? did my dad mollycuddle me in any way?

i do not want to bitch and whine about havin a terrible childhood
im sure all of us would have wanted out childhood to have been differently..
and that now, many of us swear that when it's our turn to be mums and dads..
we'd be better than them..i hope you guys are able to keep that promise

me? i can't make that promise.. which is why i don't see myself gettin married to begin with..
** a point where i've reiterated in a previous post..

back to dad..
its funny how things changed when he remarried
its funny, that i still tell people im a single child..
well.. to begin wif i've not yet met my step brothers/sisters..

and at times i joke with my mum that this is why i nv went out with a malay girl..
maybe i'd end up bein wif my step sister's cousin in law's brother's daughter..

how ironic, that i have another family out there..
and yet, i've not seen them, met them..or even know their names..

times like this i find it hard to comprehend as to why a man can be so irresponsible towards his own family...
and yet adopt a new family and shower his grandkids with much affection..affection that was nv shown towards his own son...

i am sorry that i hate you, but you taught me how to.
happy belated father's day, to the father i never knew.

ouch

i wanna thank god for watching over me

i wanna thank the 2 strangers who helped me to the road shoulder

i wanna thank my mum who came all the way for me, who was faster from bukit batok than the bishan ambulance crew..

i love my mum..

it was all minor.. im good.. :D i'll be back at work next week..