I seen babies born this year. Many people around me have given birth to the adorable young.  People around me are getting married, married off, giving births, or divorcing, divorced.  Sometimes it feels good to be in the same status, though it is, to a certain extent, a little boring.

I had just finished my yearly service to the nation, it’s tiring, but fun. Get to know new friends who are candid, and new friends who are weird…haha…

We will be preparing for a group visit to SD on the 25th this month, and hopes that all will turn up sober, and back home dropped down.

I am planning to improve my running timing, so as to have to better cardio … age is catching up, so my body have to be maintained.

I had just volunteered to drive Mr. Yeo and wife for their photo shoot couple of days ago, and wow, i didn’t know that there’s such a nice place for photoshoot at Hort Park area.  It’s such a nice and serence environment that you wont realised that it’s in Singapore.

It’s kinda of fun to be involved in such a photo shoot, seeing them posing in different pose for the photographer, and having fun with it:)  Congrats to Mr. Yeo again.
(btw, it’s you who ask me to blog my blog…haha)

There’s a lot of happenings recently in the showflat, and i hope it will die off soon:)   I reckoned that i must go for a major facelift, just like the old tower block in the showflat, change my wardrobe, spectacles and so forth.  Aiyo, kena commented by pple i dressed like uncle:( 
Ermm,  but i am uncle ma..haha, after the facelift, maybe can go after some pretty girls.. haha

My birthday is coming, already had one Jap buffet treat from my colleague yesterday, that i shamelessly finished 3 sets of sashimi and had a double/triple order of almost everything.  What is there to come?   I think i will have to chiong more in my coming reservist as the food and beverages these past few weeks had stuffed up my tummy. Thanks to Mr. Yeo for the Blue Ginger dinner. It’s a sumptuous meal, just imagine that i am taking 2 persons share and the two of you shared the other half.

Also thanks to colleagues who have been treating us to dinner in celebration of deal closing, and let’s close more, and so i have more chances to eat..and urmm, get fat.
No worries, i will be having my reservist in September, where i can serious work my fats down.:)

I had also came across one of the ex-girl friend’s photos, which we have taken then. I do not even remembered that we had taken photographs together in fact.  (No wonder it’s ex.)  I am even amazed that i had photos of her family, her parents and brother, and i think even the brother’s birthday.  There are photos that we walked around in town, in couples’ T and took photos which i was myself amazed.  That’s what teenage was about. 

I don’t think i can upload the photos now, until i had “edited” them.  For privacy issues.:)

I used to stay alone when i was abroad, and seldom being alone in Singapore.  it’s kinda of missing that kind of feel.  Seem that i should have gotten myself a brand new house and stayed there myself.

I am not sure how long would i be able to reside in this place that i am in now, but i would stay for as long as i could until i am legally eligible to get one myself:)

So sorry to all whom have read the blog, but there will definitely be NO house warming, and there’s a couple of reasons behind it, which i shall not elaborate on.  However, i do welcome visitors should you want to pay a visit to the sty.  There’s an extra bed in the other room though..even if there’s no one using it at the moment.:)

I thought about THC. One of those people that i have been fond of for some time. It’s rather weird for me to have waited for someone without doing anything. But it’s the type of feel that i am prepared for currently.  I am not prepared to go further, afraiding been rejected, or even worse. The feeling is very different even if i had interacted with so many people, perhaps it’s not enough yet.??

I have made up my mind, if i can’t do anything to better this situation, i will apply for my own housing in another 2 and a half years, when the kind housing eligibility falls upon me.

It just came to my mind to visit her the day before, some sound have been asking me to visit her.  When i went there, it’s quite late and most of our family members had left. I couldn’t find her bed number, it’s at a corner that is difficult to locate at. In fact, i by passed the corner without noticing it.  I heard my grandmother calling my baby name loud.  I found her.  It really didn’t came to my mind that i can hear her behind the oxygen mask. I heard clearly, and the same thing happens to my aunt when she came, we can hear her loud and clear behind the mask.  
When we are closer to her, we, in contrary, had a hard time trying to decipher the muffled words behind the gas mask.  I heard there’s five people in front of her bed, i see nothing.
She’s trying to tell me something, which i can’t decipher from the muffled voice.  My dad came, and he asks her not to talk so much but rest more.  He waited a short while before he left.  I stayed.  I just feel like staying back, there’s no chair, so i squat beside her bed.

It’s way past the visiting hours, even though i do not wish to leave, i feel awkard standing or hanging around the ward with nurses doing their work and patients resting.  I told my grandmother i got to go home to rest.  She closed her eyes and i can see tears coming.  She doesnt want me to go.   The spot light in front of her bed fickles suddenly.  About 5-6 times for what i can remember.  I feel cold.  I stayed on. 

I saw her fingers moving and drawing circles, i don’t know what it means, but i gave her my hand, my arm.  She poked my using her fingernails, it came to my mind that her finger nails are long, and indeed, one of the nails are longer than others.  I believe she want to get rid of the long nails.  I asked the nurse for a nail cutter, they don’t have.  One of them offered to get a scissors to cut, i believe they did. Since her nails were short the few hours later.

The nurses are busy, my grandmother seems to be resting now, i should be going.  I walk to her and say,” Ah ma, sleep nicely, i will visit you tomorrow”.  That’s the last word i said to her, in hokkien.  I never got a chance again.
 
I grew up with my grandmother.  During my child hood days, i had spent more time with her than my parents.  She’s the one who taught me how to play cards, from black jack, to fish red fish, to si gee pi, to ruby.   I had spent most of my primary school days and JC days with her.  I am her doted grandson, as what i can remember, when she insist the pig liver delivery man, who used to deliver pig livers to my place, to deliver fresh liver.  It’s a very high standard of quality control. That is why i am picky over pig’s liver.   I am also the brat who had spoiled a family outing in sentosa, because of me, and my grandma refuses to go to sentosa.

I used to hate smokers a lot a lot.  Especially when i was in my teens.  My grandmother had cut down for a while, and when i found her re-picked up smoking, i didn’t talk to her for almost a year until she cuts down smoking.  I was childish then, the only thing that came to my mind was that smoking is bad for her health, and she shouldnt smoke. There’s something that you can’t control, no matter how determined you are.  That’s when i started accepting smoking people.

I had given her a few promises when i was young, and i still remember it. These are the promises that i would have to achieve for her, even if she may not be around to see it anymore. Believe me, Ah Ma, i will get it for you.

Heavy Rain...

Fallen Tree

I simply carried with my stuff and enjoyed the cool weather.  Suddenly the MacDonald’s girl came over and asks if i drive, and my license plate number.  I was wondering why but nevertheless just carried on with my stuff.   After the heavy storm i procceed to my car, and intend to drive to meet my customer, and guess what i see:

Unfortunate Car

I feel blessed and fortunate for a while… Life is short, and so is life of my car, but i wouldn’t want it to face such adversity of life:(

I was on my way to town the other night, was driving up the ECP flyer towards city from Bedok, and i saw an accident on the slip road over the other side of the flyover.  A trunk carry metal poles striked onto from the back, and the poles flies from the rear mirror of the truck, break the windscreen and went down onto that passenger car in front.  Its seem that the car in front had step on his brake too hard, and results in the truck driver braking too hard, and then the accident.  I realised that there are more and more reckless and unskilled drivers on the road, who have no politeness on the road, and no awareness of their surroundings.  Perhaps we should have them back to their schools and barred them from driving.  I personally have a phobia of weekend cars (the red license plates), as some of them are inexperienced drivers who like to rule the road with their own styles.  For a person who is always on the road, i hated road hoggers who drive 80km/h on a 90km/h road, blocks the overtaking lane, and do not have to common sense to drive to a slower lane.  I dread drivers who likes to filter without signalling, and have no common sense judgement of the car’s speed approaching from behind.  Do you know how dangerous it is to get a car 20km/h faster than you to step on their brakes when you try to cut in front of them?

The economy is going down, as i supposed these is why people tries to drive recklessly, so you can claim on the insurances.. It’s these guys who makes insurance premiums going higher and higher, why should we, the better drivers pay for it?

I was shopping with Mr. Yeo today for a special gift.:) Shall not reveal too much. It’s been such a long time since i last stepped into Orchard Road. It’s a place that i don’t like to walk in, the traffic, the crowd and ERP! Nevertheless, it’s one of those fruitful trips that i would have made if i were him. It’s pretty educational, and i had always learnt something new:) That L***** is actually my preference, but Mr. Yeo think otherwise. That is why we are good friends as we have different taste on certain things. To me, sometimes you will need certain intangible quality to fulfill the ocassional vanity. Sometimes, the quantity may just be sufficient, but would you have a grumble later about have inferior quality to make up for quantity. It’s what a person prefers:)

It’s a good place no doubt.  How i wish i will live there in future.

I was having my dinner at the new 24 hours food court behind Peace Center, and after i finished my dinner, i was going to have a short walk to my car.  Then, i saw these few young girls (probably aged in their late 10s or early 20s), pretty indeed as per my standards, hopping into Mercedeses and other luxurious cars, one car per girl.  The driver, are mostly middle-aged man, wow…. is that what these middle aged man in their 40s are keen at?  Having young girl friends in the 10s?  Looking at these “couples”, i would say it be hard for me to fit the bill..

1. I am not in the 40s
2. I did not drive a Mercedes or luxurious sports series vehicles
3. I am not keen in these young girls, somehow, my heart is not with them.
4. I am not prepared to perhaps sacrifice 1k a week to buy bags, dress, and other miscellaneous stuff for a young girlfriend.
5. I am not keen in girls who works in night ktvs clubs (you know).
Not even if they are as pretty as models and stars you see on the medias.

I rather go for a simple girl, simple but good to look at:) (For me).  Simple thinking, simple lifestyle, simple mentality.
Is it difficult?

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