Happy Eid…F

i woke up this morning to silence…it was a strange thing. well for a day like this it certainly is different from the time when i was in singapore and perth. for a day that began like every other day, this day really seems strange.it is strange to hear that the sermon being conducted in chinese and arabic. and then you have all these chinese looking people in skull caps coming out of nowhere. i feel as out of place as borat in US…there were massive and massive of people. i should have expected no less. its china isnt it?Song of the Day: Suatu Hari di Hari Raya by M NasirFinger Acrobatics Performed by Avloomat @ 1530Hrs 

The Visit…

sad to say i didnt manage to finish my fast today. they actually pushed it forward to 430 for some reason. so i broke my fast upon hearing the news.

anyway it wasnt as painful as i thought it would be. it was strange though. many fingers and many tiny devices sticking into your mouth at one time. i felt like inspector gadget.

unfortunately it didnt feel as cathartic as i thought it might feel. i thought as soon as the dentist yank out my teeth theres a enormous emotion of relief…

nope it wasnt like that. it was kinda a bit sudden. and then the doctor said.. its done…i mean what the hell? where are the fireworks of relief.. the feeling that its gonna be alright.. disappointing indeed….

so here i am in starbucks just hours after the deed typing this…it feels alright. i feel numb and good at the same time…

Song of the Day:  Livi’ La Vida Yoda by Weird Al’ Yankovic

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Parent Teacher Conjugation

‘he doesnt like to socialise! he is so practical that he even question my spending!’ the mother said.

i gaze at her face wondering if i could place them in my memory bank. i too wondered if she resembled any of my students.

her kid is of a male spieces. that i know for a certain because she kept on saying he this and he that… unless of course she is one of those people who couldnt make a head or tail over the rather oblique english language gender.

however, the question still reamins. which boy is it?

the mother continued her rant. her rant veered into a clue…

AHA! he has a brother in this school…but many of the students in my class have brothers in the school. when you sent one to a particular school, most likely they will send the others to the school.

i think i am in trouble. i am beginning to sound like nicole kidman… she does have a nice nose though albeit allegedly plastic…

i was in deep thought while she continued speaking.

i thank god she had so many things to say. i went into the zone unwillingly. i have to work hard today listening to people while hoping that the painkiller doesnt wear off. otherwise i would look like clark kent in the Richard Donner version when Lex Luthor sends a high pitched signal.

well i wouldnt look like Clark Kent. he is tall dark and handsome and i am tall, really dark and really handsome too… cough cough.. bull.. cough… shit… but thats not the point. the point is not the fact that i too could don the suit and the underwear on the outside ensemble but the fact that we are now zoning out of the reality because of something that is more urgent. well superman was saving the world, while i am merely saving my own ass.

and then BOOM!

halle-fuckin-lujah!!! she mentioned the magic word!

justin! thats his name… you see what a little jedi mind trick can do.

and the rest as they say is history… and now bring on those cute mothers and i will charm their socks off!

Song of the Day: Tie Your Mother Down by Queen
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Painkillers, Antibiotics and Chinese National Day

here i am 24 hours later. sittin in my living room, feet up, sipping some water, numbed from the pain killers and hopefully rejuvenated by the antibiotics.

4th October. that is my date with Dr Wong. the professional who is going to yank me tooth out of my gums.

my visit last night was a good one, to say the least.

firstly, it was because it was the first of many years. and because it was the first of many years, the dentist had a ball sanitising them on top of jabbing stuffs into my gums.

speaking of which, if anyone were searching for the definition of pain, that would be it. (Ok, maybe Daniel Craig’s 007 favourite torture would come a close second…)

i can withstand much pain. i can hide most of the time. but sometimes, you body would not be able to disguise that fact. i knew i reached my treshold when my lips quivered as if it was fearing for its life.

ouch…

secondly, Dr Jackie was nice and professional especially considering the fact that many people have had bad experiences with Chinese doctors. this place is supposed to be swarmed with Singaporean doctors. perhaps their professionalism had rubbed on her.

in my humble experience, not once has there been a Singaporean doctor who has made me feel less than satisfied.

why cant Singaporean administrators be that way?

more excitin matters on the way tomorrow. its the Parent Teacher Conference! and then a week Chinese National Pride!!!

Song of the Day: Painkiller by Judas Priest
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Facebook Match…

According to Facebook, i have only two people who matched my profile and needs. they are Alexis Portly and Wole Aluko-Olokun of Abuja. Why am I in the Abuja network? Your guess is as good as mine.

Song of the Day: Call Me All by Paul Simon

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rain and scooter

it rained this morning. as a result i couldnt ride my scooter to work…

drats… and they cancelled today’s meeting. i will be left walking home…

when you have hours to kill… and nowhere to go…

work can only take so much time. above that work is only allowed to occupy a certain percentage of my daily life. it is an important part of my life for it brings the dough but it is not the all conquering controlling force.

serenity is.

with that i am left with massive pockets of time for leisure. for a while i wondered how was i to fill them with meaningful activities.

one could masturbate to tons and tons of porn. but that would only take so much time. surely, after three happy moments, that would be it.

i could also pray. again, one can only pray so much. He doesnt get tired of you but you do…

it is the month of ramadhan. so i cant hone my culinary skills during the day.

i already have allocated my reading time.

and then a bolt of lightning, a jolt, a bulb pinged over the side of my head.

trilogy.

trilogy of all kinds.

there have been times that i wished i could watch the star wars trilogy or for this matter sextetology (right?) or the lord of the rings (which is like 10 movies at one go) in sequence, in one sitting…

so out i went. grabbed them at my favourite hong mei lu shop. so that the fake copies would be as good.

currently i have star wars and lord of the rings. especially at times like this. a typhoon threatening the city and i am the prisoner of my own home.

as reel after reel rolls, the film of my mind displays my next shopping project.

next steal, Back to the Future.

Song of the Day: Power of Love by Huey Lewis and the News
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Demons…

i think i was possessed by demons last night.

i suddenly had the craving to cook some curry… from scratch.

i already see people eyes bulging, widening in surprise saying…’Wha…!? You know how to cook curry??

‘um… no, i just said i was in a hurry… since i was feeling hungry….i dont understand comments like this. dont blame other people for your own ignorance. dont pull people down just because you want to make yourself feel better. if you learn how to, you would know.

it is as simple as that.

people say they cant even before they found out how, let alone try it….with all apologies i utter this, people perplex me.

anyway, i thought i curry would be a good dish for the week. firstly it tastes better the longer you keep it. the second and third reasons, equally as important as the first is about the same reason as the first.

it goes with many things. bread. rice. kebab… everything… and everybody likes curry…

the joy of Ramadhan is here. i for one welcome it. for some reason, i am blessed by its presence.

Song of the Day: Sympathy for the Devil by The Rolling Stones

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Friday Night…

it was another friday. the end of the work week. the end of one form of torture that signals the beginning of another.

That’s How I Like It…

it’s a lazy sunday afternoon. i have just had my lunch. a steak sandwhich. perhaps that was breakfast too.

meanwhile i am cooking up some rice for tonight’s dinner and tomorrow’s lunch. and on the tele is season 3 of ‘the office’ or in the words of my english colleague, paul, ‘the unfunny american version’.

currently i am thinking of fried rice.

a few of my colleagues, chris, tina and shiyi, dropped by just now. two of them were thinking of getting an apartment in my compound.

so far i have been telling them as it is.

it looks crappy from the outside. there might be pests around. most definitely there are mozzies. many locals amneties around. there are street vendors selling vegetables. sometimes enormous watermelons would be laid along the veges…

in short, fantastic!

i wouldnt tell it any other way. that is how it is.

i feel a bit spent today. maybe not spent. as i have mentioned before just lazy. probably its because of my mobile indiscretion on friday and saturday nights.

i was out with warren on friday. that was exciting.

the friend that he brought along didnt like Eager Beaver too much. it is this dingy dive down at henshan road. but that is the way i like it. small and friendly.

while waiting for warren, i made friends with a scottish bloke whom i could understand or everyone could understand for that matter. later into the conversation i found out the reason for his miraculous ability to be understood (being scottish). he was basically schooled everywhere in the world except scotland.

bulb lights up…

i think the fun when they arrived.

i dont quite understand people’s penchant for a wasted expanded time for blown up bass beats.

i would rather have a quiet conversation… well at least with some alternative background music.

that is how i like the surroundings around my apartment to be…

Song of the Day: Pig by Nine Inch Nails
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