Sunday, September 24, 2006
The creative juices seemed to have dried up a bit..the zest and pleasures of writing severely dwindling. Creativeness wanders hopelessly and most certainly, the best part, teasing people, now have severe consequences.
However, I woke up yesterday, and it became known to me that spring is here...bring forth life...back came the enthusiasm, inspiration just flowing freely and ideas came crashing in.
An awfully early start to the day coz had to catch the bus to city for badminton. Grumbled and mumbled to myself, "what was I doing up so early on a saturday morning", I reasoned with myself. Got into the bus, sat down, put on my cheap "made in penang" earphones and closed my eyes.
I was suddenly rudely awaken by the voice of somebody singing. Turns out, the guy behind me was listening to some music and singing along on the top of his voice. Feeling the urge to "Lempang sama dia", I gave a deep cough to signal my clear annoyance.
Alas, his baritone-like voice was oblivious to my intends as he continued singing some stupid, distasteful music. Surely, my bohemian friend knows that theres a place and time for this. I know, and understand that its human nature to sing along, as i sometimes lock my door, stand on for bed, play the legendary tunes of Matchbox 20 and sing to all my legions of fans (in my case, a plethora of books, clothes and smelly socks). Ah, what the heck, at least he sounds better than some of those NZ idols contestant.
Half way through the journey, the bus stopped abruptly. Up came a beautiful golden retriever along with its master. Wow, a dog in the bus...thats a first. Upon further observtion, i noticed that this passenger was in fact blind. I was somewhat curious as to how she could stop the bus and more interestingly, how she could figure out when to ask the bus to stop. So I continued staring at her, observing her obedient dog resting itself quietly on the floor then continue staring at her again.
On the odd occasion when she turned her head towards my line of sight, I would look down and pretend I wasnt looking, kinda like when u're looking at someone attractive and she/he turns at you and you quickly pretend as though you are analyzing the stars above the yonder sky.
But now when I think about it, she wasnt able to see me anyway...DUH....what a minties moment, as blur as a sotong. Suddenly, she hit the stop button somewhere around Newmarket. How in the world does she know that shes in Newmarket??...does she have some special GPS system that alerts her? or does she have some special gills that emits high frequencies rays much like a dolphin? I was awestruck.
After she left the bus, i closed my eyes and thought to myself. Wow...imagine a world like that. Eternal darkness. I thanked God for what he blessed me with. And right on cue as I open my eyes, the greatest view manifested itself, the sight of a mighty ocean, sea gulls flying above the clear blue sky, boats of different shapes and sizes parked neatly along the docks, lush green forest extending inland.... and the sun, shining brightly towards the horizon. Cold sweat trickled along my body. Gratitude, my friends....dont take anything for granted.
Alex
11:41 AM
Tuesday, September 05, 2006
Tribute to the crocodile hunter...you will be sorely miss...
In true Steve Irvin fashion: "Wow......what a little RIPPER! alright little fella, not gonna hurt ya! he's struggling, he's a FEISTY one, he's got greasy hair and he smells of piss! alright i'm gonna let him go, watch out mate."
What a weird weekend it has been. All blacks lost, Warriors lost but the NZ Knights Won!!!....crazy
Moving on, yesterdays outing was a blast. Thanks to catz, everything ran smoothly. Ice skating was great, although the falling down part hurts quite a bit. After that, we played basketball, football, swings and robbing children off thier playground . Poor Catz, apparently the football was attracted to her.
Dinner was a healthy serving of mushrooms and more mushrooms. Apparently, mushrooms promotes the expulsion of intestinal gas. Quite rightly, everyone went home after that. Throat still feels sore. I now sound like Louis Armstrong before reaching puberty. Hopefully it'll get better. So enjoys the rest of the hols guys....
P/s: Watch out for sting rays
Alex
4:14 PM
Saturday, September 02, 2006
These few days has been great. Chilling out in the shore has been quite an experience. Started on wednesday where i met up with boon in the city for work. We both signed up for some hardcore, intensive, traffic surveying somewhere in Albany.
Subsequently, we got assigned to inspect traffic along the graville roundabout. It was fun just sitting there singing, chatting, waving at little kiddies, laughing and on the odd ocassion actually counting traffic.
Later, Boon brought me to his sister dance performance in Rangitoto college. IT WAS AWESOME!!...i meant the college, with its own hockey turf and stuff...lol.... Nevertheless, the dance was great. Dancing is really present in the Lim's family DNA. His sister can dance and needless to say, boon can dance as well (u should see his windmill, no hands man, all the "wind" comes from his a$$). Later that night, we went to pak's house to meet up with lum. Watched some vampire movie and played some tekken then it was off to MOMo tea.
As usual, boon ordered the usual, fried pork with cook's "special" sauce. After that, we left for home , thankfully, no weird suggestions from boon. Sleeping in boon's spacious rumpus was delightful but sleeping in boon's spacious rumpus with boon beside, thats another story.
The next day (merdeka!), we met up with the welesley crew and went forYum Cha in grand harbour. Food was allright but pricey. After eating, we left for work.
Later that day, after a dinner with boon's family (thank yew aunty), boon and i went to snow planet to watch a skiing tournament going on. It was great there, with a live band performance and some crazy skills. Boon seemed to know everyone there, even a random couple who sat next to us. Then alas, night dawns, and it was round two of my encounter with the ferocious beast. The seemingly tame, placid looking sean, upon midnight, turns into a fierce, savage, heavy gruntting beast.
Needless to say i didnt have much sleep, although it was not boon's fault as he volunteered to sleep somewhere else but i just wanted to be the first man who survived 2 nights. Shopping was next on the agenda. Requiring some female insight, we got kai ann to come with us.
Boon bought a pair of bording shoes and pants. For lunch, we had fish and chips in Cornwall park. I chimed in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing the 'damn door?!"No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality. love that song.
Father day is ere...do something for yer old man....make him happy...wash his car, mow the lawn, stock the fridge with victoria bitter....Happy Father's day
Alex
12:03 PM
