Bedtime story...

This story is about a spider.
And this spider happen to be living at the top of a Buddhist monastery, weaving her web, living her life, and of cos, having very much nothing to do, listening to the scriptures and chants and the everything that's going on in the monastery.

So for a 1000 years(dun ask me why, its not possible but hey, it's a story right?), the spider was soaking in the positive essence and the knowledge = she becoming a rather wise spider.
On the 1001st year of her existence, Buddha passed by the monastery and saw the spider, and seeing the spider being rather knowledgeable, asked her a question.
"So what do you think the most important thing in life is?" he asked.
The spider took some time to digest the question before finally replying: "That which you cannot get & that which you have lost."
Buddha just smiled and walked away.

One fine day, spider woke up to find a morning dew hanging on her spider web.
Enchanted by its beauty, the spider stared at morning dew and eventually grew to love it.
But alas!
A sudden gust of wind appeared out of nowhere to blow the morning dew away, and spider was devastated!
However, she managed to get over her grief and normalcy began to settle....

On the 2001st year, Buddha passed by the monastery again, and seeing the spider still in the monastery, asked her the same question.
"So what do you think the most important thing in life is?"
The spider took some time to digest the question like before, but her reply was still the same.
"That which you cannot get that which you have lost."
Buddha smiled again and said "I'll send you to the mortal world to find out."

*Poof*

The spider was reincarnated into a human girl, who grew up to be pretty, wise and incredibly talented.
Eventually, when she reached a marriageable age, she fell in love with a scholar.
Sadly, fate intervened with a cruel twist of fortunes and the man she loved was summoned by the Emperor to marry his beloved daughter princess while spider was betrothed to the majesty's one and only son, Prince X.
Spider was heartbroken even though Prince X loved her dearly.
Her heart was with the scholar, and the thought of them being relatives instead of lovers was too much for her mortal heart to bear.

She went on a downward spiral.
She couldn't eat, drink or sleep. And before long, instead of looking like some supermodel, she became bedridden.
Prince X on the other hand, was going mad.
He visited her constantly, and seeing Spider's life about to expire, began to despair and contemplated taking his own life should his one true love never can get to see the light of another day.
One day, Prince X felt death calling out to his beloved spider and lost it.
He whipped out his royal sword, lifted up his arm, aimed at his own throat and started to plunge the sword into what will be the end of his existence!

Just when the tragedy was about to strike.
Time stood still.
Buddha appeared in front of Spider, and said to her: "The scholar was the morning dew that landed on your web. The princess was the wind that whisked the morning dew away from your web. And the prince, he was the blade of grass outside the monastery that stared at you for 2000 years and fell in love with you."
"So what is the most important thing in life?"

"It is now.", Spider replied.

Buddha smiled, and proceeded to disarm Prince X.

The last I've heard, Prince X and Spider was married and they lived happily ever after.

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Thanks to Kevin Wee for sharing this story with me.

I've learnt to realise that what is important is not the past that has that which you cannot get or what you have lost, but the present that we may be too blind to see and treasure.
Whatever happened in the past is gone, dead and buried.
And rightfully so.
Whatever happens in the future is an unknown, one moment its there, another moment the wind might just come and whisk it all away.
So why don't I start living the now and treasure what I have instead of harping on the past and spend needless time speculating about the future?
Does the past really matter?
I'm going to try to let some things slide.
And plant both my feet firmly in the present.
The future, well... we can plan for it but not everything will go according to plan, does it?

Most importantly, I don't wanna turn you into a monument of the past and start to worship you with the flowers of regret.
No more what ifs.

Sins of the memories...

Memories.
They weigh me down in the present.
Chained by the sins of the past, I attempt to hobble into the future.
The funny thing is, they're not mine.
These sins, these blocks, I can say that I understand.
But I can't say that I resent them.

I tried taking a step back, to look at it on a macro level,
to feel, to see, to truly understand the whys.
I only succeeded in doubting myself.

Besieged by a flood of negativity raging in my heart and my head now, I look towards a reprieve.
Soldiering on, I await the cool breeze that comes with every little thing you do.

Things can't change overnight, we both know that.
But the noise of dissent will be stifled.
The next sound you hear will be the soft pingings of the blocks being chipped away.

Happy Birthday boo.

Missing in Action

I apologize for the lack of posts in recent times.
A combination of late home comings, laptop crashing, coupled with an idiotic course that has silly people (no worries I will blog about them) sorta takes the motivation out of blogging recently.

And its funny how things are going in my life right now.
Part happy, part worried, part sweet, part sour, part boring, part exciting, part friends.
But mostly you.
I'm keeping my chin up, my eyes focused and my pace... slowly I guess.
Afterall, patience seems to be my only good virtue ain't it? :)

Hopefully, yes hopefully, I'll burn brighter than sunshine.

Till the next time, take care now, bye bye then.

PS: Might attempt to take some pictures for my course tomorrow.... I mean later. Will post them up if.... Gawdammit!!!! I forgot my lappy just crashed!!!

From dawn to dusk...

Yesterday was a rather hectic day for me.
Wait.
Rather sounds rather mild.
It was downright busy.
From dawn to dusk...

First up, my darling decided that enough was enough.
I've pushed her too hard.
I've been neglecting her, spending less and less quality time with her.
She sensed my waning love.
I don't go down on my knees every alternate days while exploring her various curves and corners no more.
I never whisper sweet nothings to her anymore, just getting in and bailing out.
I seldom run my fingers lightly all over her no more.

She had enough.
And exacted the best revenge she could.
She refused to start.
Yes!
My darling car refused to start her engine yester-morning.
I was running late.
I was desperate.
I cajoled, I pleaded, I beg, I kissed, I fondled, I opened her up, I pressed hard, I prayed, I did almost everything imaginable.

But she refused to start.
And the best part was: I parked diagonally behind both my brothers' cars = cannot use also.
KNNBCCB!!!
Of all days I chose to park in such bizarre manner it must be this day that my car refuse to move!!!@!!@!

SIGH.....................................

Comedy moment of the morning:
Me: Eh Daddy ah, why not we try to push the car out, afterall, the driveway is sloping leh...

Dad looked at the car, turned around and looked at me.

Dad: What makes you think we can push it?

I looked at the car, I looked at him.
I grabbed my bag and started running out to catch a cab...




Oh another note, here's what happened in the office....

Justin doing a great impersonation of a vampire when confronted with a middle finge... I mean a holy relic.

Da Jie with her owe-$-pay-$ look.

Spence just sitting there having a what-the-f*ck-the-cup-is-doing-between-my-legs look.

After lunch, it was off to the Asian Civilisations Museum!
I love Training Day....

Some snapshots of the ACM...

A flood of pictures showing the different exhibits on display...




The guided tour was but part 1.
Some of the more adventurous/ less shagged personnel went for a 2nd tour around the museum.
As for some of us..........

Steven giving a I-don't-really-give-a-flyin-f*ck look.

One looking bored, the other really bored and making funny faces.

My favourite. A collection of me cam-whoring.

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Managed to get the haircut before meeting with Horny and Da-sao.
It was initially a session to finalise Operation Hong Kong + Macau with maybe a movie thrown in. There was only a fatal flaw in the logic: It was a Friday.
It was as if there was a portal somewhere that somehow opened up in Orchard to deposit hordes of demons and what-nots.
The whole Orchard Road was friggin' packed!!!
Seeing the futile resistance in trying to purchase tickets for good seats for the recent blockbusters, we decided to just assuage our hunger and leave the rest of the programs to later.

Us @ Big O and WineBos(yes we shifted there for drinks after grabbing Kevin Wee. It was also at the point of time when meine handphone decided to give up the ghost and remain comatose for the lack of power.)

Comedic moments of the evening:
1.

Me: Hey Mr Horny, help me carry my bag while I go try out my pants.

Hongni giving me an incredulous stare: Do I look like a friggin' boyfriend to you?

Me turned around and proceed into the changing room.

2.

Me: Ok now the pants are settled, I just need to look for shoes.....

Hongni whipping around in double quick time to stare daggers.

Me: On the other hand.... I can always do it another day.....

3.

Hongni: You have cash or not, if have then I pay first. (fishing out his DBS card)

Me: I got..... (while keeping my OUB card)

Waiter: Sir, if you pay using OUB card(Horny starts fishing out his UOB card) you can get a complimentary desser.....(waiter saw the UOB card, shut the fiack up, turned and walked back towards the counter)

Me & Da-sao: Wahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!!!

4.

At Winebos, in the middle of a conversation between me, Horny and Da-sao...

Kevin Wee: Sir, I think you dropped your cork....

Us(stunned momentarily): Buhahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!!

But nothing comes close to this:

Mudpie: The Dark Side
I give you.
The one.
The only.
The Way a mudpie like this(refer to picture above) should be eaten....






The IntroductionThe look of hunger, of desire.
The mudpie perched on the tip of the fork, balanced by a hand that was straining not to shove the oh-so-sinful dessert into the mouth.

The ComplicationThe eyes are starting to glaze over, the hints of euphoria creeping up on the face, the dessert meeting its slow but surely demise with stoic determination at the tip of the fork.

The Action
The eyes shut gently in anticipation.
The face a picture of concentration.
The lips, pursed tightly around the fork to sweep any remnants of the dessert into the cavern known as the mouth.
The hand, so perfectly perched in the form that it knows best. The form that means the smooth delivery of the dessert to the intended receipent, the mouth.

The Climax Eyes squeezed shut.
Face scrunched in the climatic moment of esctacy.
Hand is weak, devoid of strength, falling back from the perfect form.
Body is tensed with the dessert slowly rolling down the throat.

The denouement
A picture of Zen.
Need I say more?

Special thanks to:
Director: Alvin Tan Hongni aka Horny
Actor: Tim aka Timmy aka ME.

We present... a series of pictures known as: "The Dark Side in the Darker Side."

And I have to add this in:
No I'm not drunk.
Apparently Da-sao claims I look better if I don't smile.
What say you?

Birthday & Bowling...

Last Friday, my colleagues decided that it was only fitting to get the life and soul of the office(ie: ME) a birthday present in appreciation of the fun and laughter I bring to them.
They didn't explicitly mentioned these thoughts, but given my gut instincts, I shouldn't be far off the mark lah......

So this is what they bought for me:

What could it be?
What could be so cutesy that only a Hello Kitty wrapping paper is able to contain it?
Could it be.... a picture of me?
No, I figured. I have been called cute, but not that kind of cute.........
Then, it must be a..... soft toy?
Cannot be. I got Spence to keep me entertained in office liao...

Dammit.
I couldn't think of any other gifts.
Until... I caught a whiff of a familiar scent...

OMG!!! Is it really what I think it is?!?!?!??

Yes it was.
Durians.
Packed in a plastic container, sealed in a Ziploc bag, double wrapped with Hello Kitty wrapping paper.
Durians.
ZMG!!!

I was shocked, stunned but touched.
I could feel the tears welling up my eyes, almost ready to roll down my cheeks.
I sniffed hard, wondering why I almost cried.
And I realised it was the smell of the durians mixed with a liberal spray of Marks & Spencer over the package.
AH~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

We managed to smuggle the durians back to office, polluting a few lifts in the process.
But that was inevitable. Life stinks. More so durians.

The eventual consumption of the durians was no less brutal, for in our haste to terminate the durians, we left a hint of the durian scent floating in the office, claiming some victims through collateral damage; the most serious being the victim puking out her lunch. (SORRY Nana!!!)

Two lessons I've learnt from this episode:
1. Never try to punk my colleagues. When I said I wanted to eat durian for my birthday(as a joke!), they really went to get it. I was punk'd!
2. Never, ever, ever attempt to keep durians in the office. Everyone will be able to smell it. Even if you keep it in a drawer, under layers of wrap. The smell WILL escape. Trust me.

On another note, here's what I did on Tuesday afternoon:

Preparing to go bowling!!!

Some of the guys. From the serious to the act-serious to the busy and the not-shy-but-try-to-act-shy-one. Go figure which is which and who is who.

Me and Da Jie.
Dunch be deceived by her sweet and innocent looks, she's the only other lady I know who can shut me up with a stare.
(for those who wants to know, the other one is Pei Pei aka Lady Boss)

Team Sure Strike One!
From left: Sebastian aka Godfather, Me, Elvin aka Esther.
Missing in the picture: Cecilia aka Da Jie. (you can find her in the previous photo!)

Sorry for not having more pictures for this bowling day event.
Reasons being:
1. I was too busy
2. I couldn't be bothered to take pictures when the games started.
& most importantly
3. The camera ran out of battery >.<

And there you have it!
Birthday and bowling.
Now.... if only I could get my hands on more pictures for the bowling day.....

I remember, I remember...

I remember that I can't remember some stuff in the time period after I got off the stage, knocked some drinks and eventually having a moment of lucidity at Berd's house.

But I remember the shock in the morning.

Suddenly, it didn't seem to matter much anymore.

To all those who dropped me a message: Thanks. Really apprecicate it.
To all those who made me drop dead: Thanks ah. I know who you guys are, your turn will come. (don't need birthday celebrations to get drunk one yah?)

Happy Birthday to me.
1 year older, and hopefully one year wiser.

PS: Should be posting another blog about some of the crazier things that happened but now is not the time, nor have I the mood.

Hard to say it, Time to say it. Goodbye, goodbye...

Goodbye. Goodbye. Goodbye.

I'm still learning how to say goodbye.
Hard to say it, time to say it.
Goodbye, goodbye.

The last time I checked, it was 101 in the morning.
The goodbyes are still in my phone,
the send button eludes me somehow.

I'll send her my goodbyes.
Maybe later,
maybe never.

I drain the last of my whiskey...