Thursday, October 30, 2008
Kao Hao's birthday which just so happened to double as a Secondary school class get-together was a blast! It was as though timer on our friendship jammed after graduation and ticked once more that very day.Sure, being your definitive skeptic and all, I have my fair share of doubts when it comes to gathering with people whom spent 1/2 a decade apart.
A much probable result would be one which proceeds with so much awkwardness you might actually drown in it. Or so you'll hope when you actually find yourself alive and wondering why the heck is there so many insufferable seconds in a minute.
But this isn't it. The evening's prelude of a dinner when by like a hot knife through butter that one might actually feel the slick. Which was the sentiments I was impressed upon after I was greeted by both their smiling faces and empty dishes.
Introducing my Secondary school mates, Wei Jian and Chong Wei! Oooh Chong Wei's so cute!
Me with the ladies, Renee and Jane!
Ooh and heres Ben!
Roger here is a pilot. Talk about rich friends eh?
Add 2 more to the list of pilots, people.
Yes yes, I was late. Can't say you're surprised and can't say I'm sorry about it either.
By the time I made my entrance, the foreplay for the night's festivity were concluded and everyone was served deserts of random chatter sprinkled with an equal part of friendly bantering.
It's Kah Hao's birthday so here's the star of the night unwrapping his present.
Hahaha you'll probably laugh as hard if you see what he got!
Yeah its a condom alright!
A group pic is definitely in order here.
Much haste was evident as we left promptly in sleek sport cars of Kah Hao's friends after exhausting the mainstream topics that always filled the air when catching up with old friends and arrived at Zouk in style.
How he ever made friends with those pilots of a friend, I'll never fathom. But what I know is that perhaps piloting helicopters have taken a hazardous toll on their perspective of safe driving. It was one of the few rare occasions I really appreciate the invention of safety belts.
Slightly weak knee-ed and light headed from all those Gs we've pulled at every turn and bend, Roger, Kah Hao, Wei Jian and I made a bee's line into Zouk and fell in with the other who arrived slightly.
Liquor in jugs were soon going around with unfaithful straws serving each and everyone and it wasn't long till the high kicked in. Self inhibition more or less fell apart at that time.
Amos was there too! He must be stalking me.
With the world spinning around on several random axis all at the same time, we hit the dance floor and PARTIED!!!
Here's the party goers! Oops we missed Ben abit.
Lowered the damn camera and viola!
Suffice to say liquor isn't the best aid in a already failing memory, my recountal after all that party juices ran its course may be lacking in the departments of accuracy as well as coherency.
Nobody's perfect so put a cork in it before I my put mine in for you. Pun totally intended.
It could have been a minute or was it several days later to me, but Kao Hao's female classmates managed to hit the scene. About goddamn time! I had enough of dancing with guys and it was bordering on a sausage fest.
Kah Hao's girls. In a non-pimp kinda way of course you sick shites!
Yes, I know that Renee was there. But you couldn't really take into account her presence as her attention the whole time was hogged selfishly by 'someone'. Where's the spirit of sharing!? I wanna dance with her too!
Anyway, brief introductions were made, albeit those exchanged found themselves lost amongst the blasting music as well as the haze of intoxication. With the deemed social protocols honored to the letter, there wasn't really much else to do but get down to business on hand. Or legs in this case.
What else could I mean by business in a place where booze chugging is the culture and funky beats blasting over the speakers were so loud you could hardly hear yourself think?
Dancing, you dolt!
Just friends but already looking like they belonged to each other!
*SMACK* What happened? Erm... LOL!
Minutes gushed on by and pooled into hours and those hours flew right out the window. Fun has a way of spinning the globe a little faster sometimes. But that is not to say that its journey went by without a single event worth mentioning.
In fact, there were two.
Lets start off with the darker one as I'm not one who likes to close on an unhappy note.
1) So with our heads in space, we dance and fooled around on the dance floor with these bunch of strangers who seep through our ranks. One guy apparently took my serious lack of inhabitation as a come-on and danced naughtily with me.
I was okay till he slip his hands into my front pockets and tried to burrow a little too deep for comfort. Of course I freaked and bolted for me mates taking a breather at the cluster of tables.
But that's not the end. Seeing that he lost his prey, that guy went around searching for me and when he finally dug me, he merely stated, not ask, "Why are you here. Lets go have fun!".
With that, he held my hands and dragged me back to the dance floor, perhaps to have his way with me. I was sloshed but not that sloshed and disappointingly, to both that guy and you sick shites hoping I'll be sodded, I managed to pull a fast one on him and left him alone amongst the grooving mob.
On a somewhat cheerier note.
2) One of the strangers who danced with us was this babe. Believe it or not she actually chose and danced with me. Maybe she was that drunk, or maybe she's blind to begin with, I would never know.
But I know that we danced with each other for perhaps a lifetime or two. We had tons of fun as we both pulled out all our dance routines, from the simply inane to some that tentatively brushes the fringe of sensuality.
Though I was head deep in alcohol, I managed to get her name and even took a photo with her. And everything went downhill from there.
Seeing my friends just standing apart from me and not joining in the fun, I pulled them in to dance with the babe. Apparently after I've rinsed and repeat a couple times with them damn obstinate people, she apparently got the point that we might not go beyond just picture taking and dancing.
So she moved away, avoiding me totally and treating though the time we spent before as though it was a booze induced dream.
Or that could have really been a booze induced dream if not for this:
Me and Rachael. If I got it correctly that is.
What's the point of getting her name and a photo with her in it when I NEVER GOT HER NUMBER right!? Yeah, I'm a fucking tard.
Oh well. Let me end this entry with a phrase of wisdom. Any night with booze and groove is a night well spent!
Till the next hangover, dance baby, dance!
FUNKED IT ALL UP ON 12:12:00 PM
Sunday, October 26, 2008
Through the rift, forth he came.Above the dim, I heard my name.
And he said to me:
手 因 放 开
不 是 不 爱
是 太 过 明 白
决 局 本 不 在
封 口 不 问
不 是 不 在 乎
是 想 免 彼 此
不 捨 而 重 复
假 装 遗 忘
不 是 不 痛
是 无 法 忍 受
手 里 的 空
And his butt I kicked, back where he came.
In that corner, my mind he remained.
Seal up my heart, lock up my soul.
Took all the keys, and away I throw.
You see he and I, are all the same.
Yet he's just one facet, and I'm the main.
I'm in control, and he is not.
But still he tries, escape he sought.
To him I say:
Seriously, fuck off you emo momo! Hahahahahaha!
Why "假装"? WHY!?
FUNKED IT ALL UP ON 2:25:00 AM
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Even boulders get reduced to pebbles, so it isn't with much surprise that I would one day wean off the prosaic suppers and mahjong and move on to the more costly and exotic end of personal amusement.Yes folks, I finally went for my diving trip!
As all recounts should, this one starts from the boring beginning. Not wanting to put you folks to sleep however, I'll just summarise the ever quintessential but insipid bits.
It was, right from the start, an unofficial trip that was again loosely organised by colleagues at work who were already into this skin wetting hobby. The first which I've been asked along but had given a miss due to my ex being intolerable to seawater, sand and all that kinda shite.
After regaining autonomic run of my life, all that freedom made my my balls swelled a little(Not clinically of course!) at the expense of my brains. So without so much as a second thought after the first which was "Screw longevity!", I signed up.
2 lobotomising theory lessons, a 6 hour too long pratical lessons that made me drank alot of pool water, and a test that made degrees seem like a walk in the park, I finally boarded the bus on a Friday night on Honkong Street.
Everyone doing some last minute preparation before setting off.
My fellow batch boys. We were even in the same platoon in the same company during BMT! Talk about close eh?
Penalty kick!
Part of the gang! Aren't they high?
Qi Ming and Kah Hwee obliging my request for a shot.
Me and Ah Long before we bitched about tons of things we couldn't change in life. Oh I was bitching and he was, well, listening/sleeping?
Together with many of the never seen before faces, our bus puffed smoke and drag its metalic behind into the night inching forward towards my exciting weekend getaway!
The lights dimmed and brighten every now and then, rousing me from that limbo between drooling asleep and drooling awake, often bowled over by the abrupt change in scenery. It wasn't until 2 past midnight that the lights brighten for the last time on the bus and I was ushered sandy eye down from it and onto a ferry 20 minutes later.
First stop to top up on cigs and assorted tibits. In ringgit! Do we feel we're 2.38 times richer or what?.
Still bubbling with excitement!
Half past dead.
I yawned till my jaws ached.
My sentiments were shared.
Up and down the boat bobbed, with some of us on the roof chatting away the better half of the night with a total stranger. It was long indeed before cooling sea breeze and the soothing sound waves lapping against the hull send us off to to sleep.
Taken by Timothy, the total stranger who's from SMU. Guo An get your fingers away from my face! ARGH!
Sleep depravation unfortunately cuts his IQ by 1/2.
Let's put it this way for this guy over here. 1/2 of zero is.. well.. still zero! Did I get the math right?
For two thirds of an hour before we were once again prematurely awakened and sent off stumbling into the night towards our lodging at Tioman.
You can't see or you can't read? Illiteracy is something you shouldn't be ashamed of.
The sun barely scorch the land when we woke up and head off for the first dive. Weariness hung heavily on our bones and drained all that enthusiasm from before right outta us.
A small view of the settlement in daytime.
Those beds nearly seduced me back to sleep! Arrest them officer!
Our semi-de-shack.
I huff, and I puff, and I...
...blew the shell off!
Qi Ming tried to show us another way to remove the shell of a hardboiled egg but had unknowingly performed it on a 1/2 boiled one instead. Yuck!
Meat so fresh it walks on all fours.
A happy man who just finished an absurbly cheap chocolate icecream.
But no! I'm not gonna miss the fun I've paid so dearly for just to catch a few winks.
Standing tall(Figurative of course) and refusing to sleep!
Into the sea I jump with my tight ass suits and my assorted gears on. Thrill and excitement worked its magic on me and flushed all the tiredness I was feeling right out to sea!
The first dive was experience with awe as the main course served with a generous peppering of fear. Sinking like a leaking tub, in less than a minute I had 15 meters of water above my head and was floating around like a spaceman!
Checking if I've got my shite together.
Arh fuck it. Photo taking is much more important than personal safety!
Open water classmates.
Okay okay I'll be nice and take for the couple + the extra! Kidding of course!
After the divemaster assured himself that we're not gonna drown ourselves through the customary drills, we were well on our way to touring the bottom of the seabed!
Fwah! Villa on the rocks. Bloody cool eh?
Can't possibly pass by without a shot...
...or 2!
Anyway this is Ryger, our fun loving classmate whom I've hung around with all trip long.
After that first dose of diving, I was practically living for the next dive. In and out we went, spending all the time we could amongst the fishes and saw wonders that
words just can't do justice enough to.
Chuan was faking sea sickness and oogling at the bikini babe. (Joking of course.)
Caught red handed. Or red face-ded in this case.
The advance diving peeps standing around just hanging loose.
There is no respite from my camera! WUHAHAHAHA!
Curious sea urchins stared wide eye and waved its spikes at us menacingly, lazy looking sea turtles dug and ate corals, eel slithered past silently and baby sharks loomed just at the edge of our vision.
Surface beauty.
Pseudo artsy shot.
Fun usually does that to people inmerse in it and before we knew it, 2 days had torn past us and it was time to take that longing last look. In retrospect, it was probably one of the best trips ever, with so much wonder seen and felt and quite a few friends made.
A hilarious sight that I couldn't pass up. Of course I asked for her permission to take a shot at it but that left her laughing and grumbling all the way home.
Who could have asked for more? I know I could.
K.O.
FUNKED IT ALL UP ON 10:02:00 AM