i decide to start a brand new blog just so the mood of the previous blog wouldn't affect what i'm writing now. i was actually quite happy before i wrote that blog, so maybe i'll share abit of that cheer.
my fyp has turned in another fabulous breakthrough! yay! now i can REALLY do my experiments proper. both my sups (one's the in-charge who's damn bloody bo-chup while the other is the thermal division head who's super xiao-onz) came down to check on the overall set-up of my experiment and how i conduct it, citing that i could've made mistakes in the procedures hence causing the results to fluctuate so much. BUT NOOOOOO....they could find none! *yippee* then the more passive and definitely more good-looking sup highlighted that my results should reflect the trendlines of these fluctutations and when we added that, wah-lah! an instant straight line! hooray! so they concluded that i will continue my experiments as such and present the trendlines of the data i get. hip hip hooray!! can start doing my experiment properly liaoz! so happeeeeee...me so happeee, like the birds in the trees, the flutter of the bees, makes me go wheeeee.......haha. okie, that's silly.
okie okie it's back to the lab to work. time is of the essence.
Thursday, March 04, 2004
To The Dearly Departed
i came across this letter to the nation builder press today...
Fatal drink-driving case sends the wrong message
I AM appalled at the light sentence - four months' jail - First Sergeant Koe Seng Wah received for killing a cyclist while driving under the influence of alcohol ('Soldier knocked down cyclist after drinking binge'; ST, Feb 27).
In another article on the same day ('Cop gets a year's jail for oral sex with wife's sister'), it was reported that a man was jailed for a year - three times longer than Koe - for oral sex.
Another jail sentence for oral sex was halved recently, from two years to one year.
In comparing the two crimes and the sentences meted out for them, I cannot help but feel that the judicial system is sending a message to the public that it is much less reprehensible to drink and drive and in the process endanger and even kill fellow road-users than to engage in a sexual practice which hurts only the morals of others but does no (or much less) actual harm.
In my opinion, the light sentence Sgt Koe received is a slap in the face of all cyclists, pedestrians and other road-users and undermines efforts to stamp out drink driving and to make the roads safer.
One can only hope that the prosecution will appeal against the sentence and that other motorists do not think that drink driving is a petty transgression which one get away with lightly, even if something happens.
MATHIAS KORBER
while i don't plan be dragged into the comparison between the crimes and the sentences meted out, this is just a timely reminder to those from ntu and anyone else who knew alvin (i never did, but felt saddened that a life was lost so easily) from the ntu cycling club. this was the accident that happened outside jalan bahar a few months ago. alvin was the last of the safety cyclists from a contingent of cycling club members on the way back from a round-island trip. the impact from the collision flung his body into the busstop before the turn into ntu. i felt a deep sense of sadness when leon first told me about him before it got published in the papers, even though i didn't know the guy. heard he was staying in our hall though.
life is but a fragile string of thread that could snapped or be cut any moment, do treasure what we have and those around us.
Fatal drink-driving case sends the wrong message
I AM appalled at the light sentence - four months' jail - First Sergeant Koe Seng Wah received for killing a cyclist while driving under the influence of alcohol ('Soldier knocked down cyclist after drinking binge'; ST, Feb 27).
In another article on the same day ('Cop gets a year's jail for oral sex with wife's sister'), it was reported that a man was jailed for a year - three times longer than Koe - for oral sex.
Another jail sentence for oral sex was halved recently, from two years to one year.
In comparing the two crimes and the sentences meted out for them, I cannot help but feel that the judicial system is sending a message to the public that it is much less reprehensible to drink and drive and in the process endanger and even kill fellow road-users than to engage in a sexual practice which hurts only the morals of others but does no (or much less) actual harm.
In my opinion, the light sentence Sgt Koe received is a slap in the face of all cyclists, pedestrians and other road-users and undermines efforts to stamp out drink driving and to make the roads safer.
One can only hope that the prosecution will appeal against the sentence and that other motorists do not think that drink driving is a petty transgression which one get away with lightly, even if something happens.
MATHIAS KORBER
while i don't plan be dragged into the comparison between the crimes and the sentences meted out, this is just a timely reminder to those from ntu and anyone else who knew alvin (i never did, but felt saddened that a life was lost so easily) from the ntu cycling club. this was the accident that happened outside jalan bahar a few months ago. alvin was the last of the safety cyclists from a contingent of cycling club members on the way back from a round-island trip. the impact from the collision flung his body into the busstop before the turn into ntu. i felt a deep sense of sadness when leon first told me about him before it got published in the papers, even though i didn't know the guy. heard he was staying in our hall though.
life is but a fragile string of thread that could snapped or be cut any moment, do treasure what we have and those around us.
Drink Drink Drink
just woken up. i think this blogging thing has still gotten me hooked. i blog an average of 3.4 times a day (thats 27 blogs in 8 days) while everyone blogs at most 1-2 blogs a day man haha. but as joe said, its MY blog and I can do whatever I feel like. who cares what anyone else says.
last night we had an early drinking session in my room. there was joe mark john and keeheng. we mostly talked about fyp and stared at my bright fish tank under the yellow glow of my ikea spotlight. afterthat joe mark and myself went to src for a swim yet again.
its a bad idea to swim when you've had a couple of beers. swimming a single lap feels like running up 30 floors. i don't think i ever panted so much so quickly before. when i go drift around the pool with my face above the water and my ears submerged, i can hear my heartbeat loud and fast like tribal drums. and the water feels alot warmer (without peeing) too.
i think i've been drinking too much lately. on average i cheong or drink at least one or twice a week and the alcohol intake is substantial (unlike mark who drinks 10% of a can of beer and leaves the rest to turn warm) enough for me to get high (i'm not an awfully good drinker so that's not saying much). i hope this habit won't affect my liver so i gotta try to exercise regularly (that's where the swimming comes in). i miss those soccer-in-the-commhall days. these days the only time i exercise are the swims i have at src. oh and i did 4 pull-ups on my own!!! a 100% improvement on my previous trial! and with joe's help i managed 8!!! (that's banking on the money liaoz!) hope to improve to 10 over the next 2 weeks.
will keep this blog posted of my progress.
last night we had an early drinking session in my room. there was joe mark john and keeheng. we mostly talked about fyp and stared at my bright fish tank under the yellow glow of my ikea spotlight. afterthat joe mark and myself went to src for a swim yet again.
its a bad idea to swim when you've had a couple of beers. swimming a single lap feels like running up 30 floors. i don't think i ever panted so much so quickly before. when i go drift around the pool with my face above the water and my ears submerged, i can hear my heartbeat loud and fast like tribal drums. and the water feels alot warmer (without peeing) too.
i think i've been drinking too much lately. on average i cheong or drink at least one or twice a week and the alcohol intake is substantial (unlike mark who drinks 10% of a can of beer and leaves the rest to turn warm) enough for me to get high (i'm not an awfully good drinker so that's not saying much). i hope this habit won't affect my liver so i gotta try to exercise regularly (that's where the swimming comes in). i miss those soccer-in-the-commhall days. these days the only time i exercise are the swims i have at src. oh and i did 4 pull-ups on my own!!! a 100% improvement on my previous trial! and with joe's help i managed 8!!! (that's banking on the money liaoz!) hope to improve to 10 over the next 2 weeks.
will keep this blog posted of my progress.
Wednesday, March 03, 2004
In Loving Memory Of Squishie
argh i came back to my room to find out that my prized winner of survivor:bozo's fish tank, squishie has been eaten by the dreaded bitch!! haiz xianz. squishie's a bright orange swordtail that's been in my tank since day 1 and he went through every change in the tank from absolute nothing to the paradise it is today. poor fella, haiz. also eaten is my last surviving africa fish (i didn't really like it anyway). so now what's left are 2 prawns, 6 tiger-barbs, my crabby, mr no-name-yet leopard sucker, my two french snails merry and pippin ( should've named them pires and henry or something since they're french) and bitch. bitch is bad man, eat so plenty things. it took only 3 days to clean up my tank of catfish that i bought for it, darn. the tank still looks swell though, cos its got lotsa plants (and more to come!) and it looks like a cool pond.
oh-oh, trouble. heigui's computer has been locked by cits for some sharing violation which he's apparently not guilty of. whoever's reading this better take down your shared folders soon!! he's supposed to write a letter of explanation which cits will then evaluate. maybe should ask jinyi to pull strings or something, eh joe? haha...
oh-oh, trouble. heigui's computer has been locked by cits for some sharing violation which he's apparently not guilty of. whoever's reading this better take down your shared folders soon!! he's supposed to write a letter of explanation which cits will then evaluate. maybe should ask jinyi to pull strings or something, eh joe? haha...
Still In School...
it's evening and i'm still stuck in the library doing research. xianz.
met my supervisor just now. he's just back from his 2-days mc (they're human too!) and he still isn't too pleased with the results my dumb machine is producing. argh. but he's starting to soften a little since he knows my time is almost up *choke* so he'll make abit of leeway but he honestly told me what would be best to be done so that the moderator would query less. i do want to get good results both for him and my own grades, but somehow the dumb machine can't seem to produce them. xianz. well he also told me i'd definitely pass *mini-yippee* since he's be impressed by my (haha!) work ethic. so that rules out getting an A, E or F grade for my fyp. bleahz.
also bumped into wenxiang just now when i went to have teabreak alone (lonely me). he's from my clan during the hall 8 foc when we were in year one, not awfully close but still good for a tea-talk. he too was having his teabreak in solitude. was nice of him to allow me to have tea with him and we chatted about how we were and what we were up to. it was nice talking to him after so long.
there's a funny similarity in the lives of final-year students and some years ago i probably would never have imagined i'd be drifting in such a scenario. we're all super-duper free, yet struggling with our final-year projects, trying to appreciate whatever time we have left in our universities and trying not to worry about what the future holds when we leave to become an unemployment statistic. haiz. it gets worrisome just beginning to think about it, so i shan't...
okie its back to work!
met my supervisor just now. he's just back from his 2-days mc (they're human too!) and he still isn't too pleased with the results my dumb machine is producing. argh. but he's starting to soften a little since he knows my time is almost up *choke* so he'll make abit of leeway but he honestly told me what would be best to be done so that the moderator would query less. i do want to get good results both for him and my own grades, but somehow the dumb machine can't seem to produce them. xianz. well he also told me i'd definitely pass *mini-yippee* since he's be impressed by my (haha!) work ethic. so that rules out getting an A, E or F grade for my fyp. bleahz.
also bumped into wenxiang just now when i went to have teabreak alone (lonely me). he's from my clan during the hall 8 foc when we were in year one, not awfully close but still good for a tea-talk. he too was having his teabreak in solitude. was nice of him to allow me to have tea with him and we chatted about how we were and what we were up to. it was nice talking to him after so long.
there's a funny similarity in the lives of final-year students and some years ago i probably would never have imagined i'd be drifting in such a scenario. we're all super-duper free, yet struggling with our final-year projects, trying to appreciate whatever time we have left in our universities and trying not to worry about what the future holds when we leave to become an unemployment statistic. haiz. it gets worrisome just beginning to think about it, so i shan't...
okie its back to work!
Everyday's An Adventure
funny that i'd use this title but since i just mentioned it to beth i decided its a nice one to use. i feel really listless today as though there's nothing much to look forward to for the rest of the day. i'll try my best to camp out in the school for as long as i am humanly capable (argh)...hopefully another adventure will just come by...(maybe i could be kidnapped to russia!)
watched the american film 'kids' by gus van sant last night. its nothing more than a profile of the decadent lifestyles of streetkids off american streets. quite realistic acting though (then again acting high on drugs and having a good time all through the show isn't too hard) and the cast doesn't feature any recognisable names. an eye-opener to the daily lives of the less fortunate streetkids in the US of A, a rotting disease. hope i don't end up with kids like these if i go for campusa. recommended for home viewing.
steven and jackson are in the cad/cam lab beside me right now. i took a seat one seat away from them (so they can't read what i'm writing, haha). steven came over just now to complain that amy (hello! fluffy here!) laughed at him after reading the way i described his godzilla-stunt (see just keep swimming blog), when we went swimming awhile ago. so i came clean and showed that blog to him. no harm in that...until he read that his growl was 'pussy-like' hahahahaha. pretty funny.
okie it's time to slog on with my fyp/hrm/ens/cleantech assignments/project/work now. update again later! who knows what the later part of the day will bring!
watched the american film 'kids' by gus van sant last night. its nothing more than a profile of the decadent lifestyles of streetkids off american streets. quite realistic acting though (then again acting high on drugs and having a good time all through the show isn't too hard) and the cast doesn't feature any recognisable names. an eye-opener to the daily lives of the less fortunate streetkids in the US of A, a rotting disease. hope i don't end up with kids like these if i go for campusa. recommended for home viewing.
steven and jackson are in the cad/cam lab beside me right now. i took a seat one seat away from them (so they can't read what i'm writing, haha). steven came over just now to complain that amy (hello! fluffy here!) laughed at him after reading the way i described his godzilla-stunt (see just keep swimming blog), when we went swimming awhile ago. so i came clean and showed that blog to him. no harm in that...until he read that his growl was 'pussy-like' hahahahaha. pretty funny.
okie it's time to slog on with my fyp/hrm/ens/cleantech assignments/project/work now. update again later! who knows what the later part of the day will bring!
Ants In Our Pants
just back from our illegal swim at the src pool with joe and mark. spent quite a long time there swimming laps and relaxing. at some point it felt real good to drift about face up while my ears were submerged underwater, and as long as i kept moving, i easily kept afloat. i felt real relaxed doing so, clearing my mind of all complicated or worrisome matter. i think i'm getting the hang of all things therapeutical these days. anything that helps me relax, i like.
i was wondering where we'd get posted to for campusa. preferably somewhere further up north then it'd be easier skipping over to canada while i'm there.
as we were wearing our clothes to leave we found out the hard way that the bench placed our clothes was infested with biting ants! haha, so there was a scramble to jump back into the pool, before coming back out to beat those crawlies outta our clothes. quite a funny sight.
joe's slipper broke on the way back and he had to walk back barefooted too. cool.
i was wondering where we'd get posted to for campusa. preferably somewhere further up north then it'd be easier skipping over to canada while i'm there.
as we were wearing our clothes to leave we found out the hard way that the bench placed our clothes was infested with biting ants! haha, so there was a scramble to jump back into the pool, before coming back out to beat those crawlies outta our clothes. quite a funny sight.
joe's slipper broke on the way back and he had to walk back barefooted too. cool.
Tuesday, March 02, 2004
Ramble Rumble
geez, i'm still stuck in the mpe cad/cam lab looking for material for my engineers and society biomedical technology presentation. just spoke to angela on icq. that poor girl's going through pure hell with her thesis and all in the uni, what with missed deadlines and lack of time and all that. she sounds really terrible i felt quite helpless for all i could do was read whatever she typed. i hope she remains strong and tryta pull through of all this. afterall, time's gotta funny way of ironing out the obstacles that we face throughout life. things will surely turn out fine. which reminds me of my own fyp. i don't really know how to describe its current status, but as anyone can tell i'm not really bothered by it at the moment. mentally given up on it? i sure hope not.
waiting for malay class at 530. i missed yesterday's class because i had to go down to aceglobal. hopefully he doesn't pick on me today. hope he comes late, cos all my notes with chun who took it to copy what she missed last wednesday.
waiting for malay class at 530. i missed yesterday's class because i had to go down to aceglobal. hopefully he doesn't pick on me today. hope he comes late, cos all my notes with chun who took it to copy what she missed last wednesday.
Another Night Another Day
woke up at 10 this morning hoping to do some work in my room. but as always my room's cluttered with distractions (i felt compelled to fold my clothes), so i decided to shift my fat butt to the mpe com lab where the environment's alot more conducive. i shall try to keep this entry short so that people will complain less (but its MY journal?!)
anyway yesterday evening joe mark and i went down to aceglobal (shared a cab with beth) to hand in our application forms. each of us was missing a form here and there but the bulk of the important bits were finally completed and handed in. while the oral interview was a really simple one, the audio 2 minute self-intro made me pretty nervous (i dunno why i act lidat all the time) and it seemed like a really long time even though i had prepared my intro and was just reading from a piece of paper. haiz. jeeper-creepers. aside from that there wasn't much to note except that that pretty young thing gythrie ramalingam (i swear she looks authentically chinese) graduated last year from business, ntu, so she didn't seem so scary after we realised that we were but from the same cohort of 2000.
joe left us to catch big fish (mr alphamale thought it sucked) with the 42 peeps right after the aceglobal appointment, so that left mark and myself, the dynamic duo, to have dinner together. we wanted to watch the movie gladiatress (it just might be the next kung pow!) but we missed the latest 530 screening slot, so we ended up having dinner at subway, shaw tower. now to be honest while i have eaten in subway before (though seldom), i have to admit that i thoroughly enjoyed the meal i had with mark (surprise!). i had a super-duper filling foot-long italian b.m.t. (whoever knows what it stands for please comment) meal that cost me close to $10 but i thought it beat some steamboat thingy markie boy (roll-eyes) was recommending. we talked alot over the hour-long meal and it made me realise two things about him (i'm sure he's gonna comment on this if he reads it. statistically, the chances that he'll deny it are close to 99.9%).
1. he really talks as though the ants were whispering.
2. his sense of hearing is as acute as that of an elephant...with both its ears chopped off and its eardrums grinded into salami.
'nuff said.
still, it was somewhat fun, then we walked all the way to cityhall and upon reaching we made perhaps the lousiest ever decision a pair of men could've made. beth and val are gonna kill us for this but its too interesting for me not to blog it. we actually decided that we would each try to find a small little something for our girlfriends. that was dumb alright (he said it was gonna be sweet - he didn't say it was gonna kill us doing so). so stupidly, we combed places like card's n such giftland (his ideas) mph tots robinsons (my ideas). the ending? empty handed. if it wasn't my indecisiveness to find the right little something, it was his innate talent to select little somethings that screamed 'i collect dust really well!' so there. empty handed. lesson learnt? never attempt to shop for little somethings with another attached man. the other moral of the story (just for the girls), is to never underestimate a man's stupidity in thier quest to pleasing their significant other. sure we came up empty-handed, but if this wasn't blogged, no one but us two pathetic losers would've realised that it's the thought that counts would it? and that's what mattered.
okie now that i've got THAT off my chest, i'll go bury myself in work till i get bored again.
anyway yesterday evening joe mark and i went down to aceglobal (shared a cab with beth) to hand in our application forms. each of us was missing a form here and there but the bulk of the important bits were finally completed and handed in. while the oral interview was a really simple one, the audio 2 minute self-intro made me pretty nervous (i dunno why i act lidat all the time) and it seemed like a really long time even though i had prepared my intro and was just reading from a piece of paper. haiz. jeeper-creepers. aside from that there wasn't much to note except that that pretty young thing gythrie ramalingam (i swear she looks authentically chinese) graduated last year from business, ntu, so she didn't seem so scary after we realised that we were but from the same cohort of 2000.
joe left us to catch big fish (mr alphamale thought it sucked) with the 42 peeps right after the aceglobal appointment, so that left mark and myself, the dynamic duo, to have dinner together. we wanted to watch the movie gladiatress (it just might be the next kung pow!) but we missed the latest 530 screening slot, so we ended up having dinner at subway, shaw tower. now to be honest while i have eaten in subway before (though seldom), i have to admit that i thoroughly enjoyed the meal i had with mark (surprise!). i had a super-duper filling foot-long italian b.m.t. (whoever knows what it stands for please comment) meal that cost me close to $10 but i thought it beat some steamboat thingy markie boy (roll-eyes) was recommending. we talked alot over the hour-long meal and it made me realise two things about him (i'm sure he's gonna comment on this if he reads it. statistically, the chances that he'll deny it are close to 99.9%).
1. he really talks as though the ants were whispering.
2. his sense of hearing is as acute as that of an elephant...with both its ears chopped off and its eardrums grinded into salami.
'nuff said.
still, it was somewhat fun, then we walked all the way to cityhall and upon reaching we made perhaps the lousiest ever decision a pair of men could've made. beth and val are gonna kill us for this but its too interesting for me not to blog it. we actually decided that we would each try to find a small little something for our girlfriends. that was dumb alright (he said it was gonna be sweet - he didn't say it was gonna kill us doing so). so stupidly, we combed places like card's n such giftland (his ideas) mph tots robinsons (my ideas). the ending? empty handed. if it wasn't my indecisiveness to find the right little something, it was his innate talent to select little somethings that screamed 'i collect dust really well!' so there. empty handed. lesson learnt? never attempt to shop for little somethings with another attached man. the other moral of the story (just for the girls), is to never underestimate a man's stupidity in thier quest to pleasing their significant other. sure we came up empty-handed, but if this wasn't blogged, no one but us two pathetic losers would've realised that it's the thought that counts would it? and that's what mattered.
okie now that i've got THAT off my chest, i'll go bury myself in work till i get bored again.
Monday, March 01, 2004
Old Friends
i bumped into an old pal just now while having lunch alone in the canteen. we had met when we were in year 1 and were quite good pals for awhile until we drifted apart once in different schools during year 2. its a funny thing that we still had it in us to hit it off quite well, so much so that she ended up talking more to me than her chinaman of a lunch companion (not surprisingly, since she's thai though that could've been her boyfriend, i'll never know), poor chap. i decided to do the right thing by not hogging her attention too long lest the chinaboy floored me with a shanghai chop, and left the moment i finished my food. it still left me with a good feeling knowing that i've got good friends whom i've drifted apart from peppering all over the place. as usual we said the cliched 'keep in contact, we'll meet up someday' shit that never happens. but it set me wondering about some of my other good pals i've been neglecting over the past few weeks...gosh this is gonna degenerate into a academy award mention list...
i know for one that my bestest male buddy goh chin teck had to email me just a week ago because he finally accepted that sms-ing and icq-ing me would only yield a reply hours later (that's because i'm not around) by which time he wasn't free. i learnt that he's now helping his dad in the cooperate gift business after he quit ntuc income. his dad's business isn't a bad career path i feel, and there's massive potential if he sets his mind to making it big. still it was a slight knock on my head to remind me what a lousy friend i have been all these years. haiz. kudos to him for the perseverence. still with (my replacement) crystal.
then there's old bud esther, who's currently working for a private firm dealing with bioscience education for lower-tier academia. she's drawing a decent salary and her work keeps her busy enough not to keep in regular contact with me as well. in fact the last time we metwas during the class gathering some two months back. still no boyfriend yet. hey why never call me liao?
there's also the candy-girl. she's busy with her fyp and lovin' it (just like moi!) and the only time i hear from her these days are her periodic whines about how rotten her life is what with fyp et al, and yet i get ignored before i can even begin to find out what's happened...well at least it'll be either that or i forget to reply her totally (always catch me when i'm busy and vice versa!). and how many times have we both agreed that it was high time we met up again? haven't seen her since mid-last year. still with boyfriend for a decently long time liao.
the old zuguang is another i haven't gone out with for a bloody long time. a midnight teabreak back in siglap seems too long overdue. but he's found replacements in bro hak, ah guan and gang. and he's stuck to cycling the life outta him eversince that knee op stopped him from his fav soccer. think i'll call him next weekend, high time i caught up with the old zook. single and available ultra negligent alpha-male (and i thought i was bad).
which reminds me that my dear butler on the other hand, is the one neglecting me. that guy never replies my smses on time AND never ever (well almost) meets up with us or me anymore. shoot. i just got your sms that you've changed your number bro, thank god you still have the heart to tell me that. found a young thing in mindef i heard?
of course there's sharon, the rather-be-sia girl-than-kpmg accountant who keeps me entertained with her whining and complaining (i'm not complaining!) and yes, those sia girl stories of yours are really good. boyfriend's still in ntu.
my dear army buds anthony (given up on me liaoz), gan (almost given up) and darrell (in philly), i am so damn sorry for the years of neglect. will make it up to you guys some day. and darrell if i go for campusa i'll surely come meet you!!! better start making a list of the strip clubs you're supposed to bring me to!!
the class of tpjc 96s08, i know we just met up two months ago so its not so bad. thank goodness. hopefully daniel (our beloved class rep) keeps up with the organizing of gatherings.
the class of dhs 4m, yeah thank goodness we also met up before sulynn flew to russia (wonder how's she doing there). amelia's changed a truckload and stacey's back from UK, hopefully we'll meet up again soon.
the class of dhs 2b, wah lan i dunno what the hell happened to all of us man. maybe someday there might be a reunion (which i'll not miss this time!) and we can all dissect why we haven't been as close as before.
the class of 6a brps, it's incredible even to this day friends listen in awe when i tell them we still meet up at least once annually. and its even more incredible that when we do meet up, its like more than half the class present! haha. special mention is my dear boon tat who's followed me from brps to dhs to tpjc to army to ntu. sheesh like will you get off my back already? haha. also to jinglong (tubby) for making it all happen.
to anyone i might've forgotten to mention, erm. keep in contact, friends forever, and erm, keep in contact, we'll meet up someday!
i know for one that my bestest male buddy goh chin teck had to email me just a week ago because he finally accepted that sms-ing and icq-ing me would only yield a reply hours later (that's because i'm not around) by which time he wasn't free. i learnt that he's now helping his dad in the cooperate gift business after he quit ntuc income. his dad's business isn't a bad career path i feel, and there's massive potential if he sets his mind to making it big. still it was a slight knock on my head to remind me what a lousy friend i have been all these years. haiz. kudos to him for the perseverence. still with (my replacement) crystal.
then there's old bud esther, who's currently working for a private firm dealing with bioscience education for lower-tier academia. she's drawing a decent salary and her work keeps her busy enough not to keep in regular contact with me as well. in fact the last time we metwas during the class gathering some two months back. still no boyfriend yet. hey why never call me liao?
there's also the candy-girl. she's busy with her fyp and lovin' it (just like moi!) and the only time i hear from her these days are her periodic whines about how rotten her life is what with fyp et al, and yet i get ignored before i can even begin to find out what's happened...well at least it'll be either that or i forget to reply her totally (always catch me when i'm busy and vice versa!). and how many times have we both agreed that it was high time we met up again? haven't seen her since mid-last year. still with boyfriend for a decently long time liao.
the old zuguang is another i haven't gone out with for a bloody long time. a midnight teabreak back in siglap seems too long overdue. but he's found replacements in bro hak, ah guan and gang. and he's stuck to cycling the life outta him eversince that knee op stopped him from his fav soccer. think i'll call him next weekend, high time i caught up with the old zook. single and available ultra negligent alpha-male (and i thought i was bad).
which reminds me that my dear butler on the other hand, is the one neglecting me. that guy never replies my smses on time AND never ever (well almost) meets up with us or me anymore. shoot. i just got your sms that you've changed your number bro, thank god you still have the heart to tell me that. found a young thing in mindef i heard?
of course there's sharon, the rather-be-sia girl-than-kpmg accountant who keeps me entertained with her whining and complaining (i'm not complaining!) and yes, those sia girl stories of yours are really good. boyfriend's still in ntu.
my dear army buds anthony (given up on me liaoz), gan (almost given up) and darrell (in philly), i am so damn sorry for the years of neglect. will make it up to you guys some day. and darrell if i go for campusa i'll surely come meet you!!! better start making a list of the strip clubs you're supposed to bring me to!!
the class of tpjc 96s08, i know we just met up two months ago so its not so bad. thank goodness. hopefully daniel (our beloved class rep) keeps up with the organizing of gatherings.
the class of dhs 4m, yeah thank goodness we also met up before sulynn flew to russia (wonder how's she doing there). amelia's changed a truckload and stacey's back from UK, hopefully we'll meet up again soon.
the class of dhs 2b, wah lan i dunno what the hell happened to all of us man. maybe someday there might be a reunion (which i'll not miss this time!) and we can all dissect why we haven't been as close as before.
the class of 6a brps, it's incredible even to this day friends listen in awe when i tell them we still meet up at least once annually. and its even more incredible that when we do meet up, its like more than half the class present! haha. special mention is my dear boon tat who's followed me from brps to dhs to tpjc to army to ntu. sheesh like will you get off my back already? haha. also to jinglong (tubby) for making it all happen.
to anyone i might've forgotten to mention, erm. keep in contact, friends forever, and erm, keep in contact, we'll meet up someday!
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