Saturday, February 25, 2006

Blogs... Why read them?

Well for the longest time I've always wondered if my friends were 'bo liao' enough to read my blog, and to my surprise they do. I mean I personally wouldn't spend the time to read about another person's life and thoughts cause they dont really matter to me (lest they be my friends)

But anyways, today being the longest day in my life gives me tons to write about and well I kinda get why people read blogs... sometimes its just damn funny so lets begin.

The SQ Idel

After being bugged by my aunt (and bribed with a free meal) I shamefully applied for a position as an air steward with SIA. As it was an walk in, I thought that if I went early I would miss the crowd, but oh stupid stupid me... kiasu singaporeans were already queuing from 830 (the interviews started at 9) and the entire ballroom was already full as I stepped out of the lift. There were easily 300 applicants before me and man it looked like the queue from the singapore idle competition.

3.5 hours and 4 books of the bible later, it was my turn to enter the interview room. 12 of us were in there and were given the opportunity to give a short introduction and I was perhaps one of the most eloquent speakers but well to keep the story short... I didnt get the job... damn I must lose more weight... damn you fats!

Well it wasn't a total loss... I did have a good laugh...During the interview a guy had this to say about himself...
' I like water sports, thats why I'm so tan, and sporty....(he later goes on by saying) I should be a steward because I used to be an engineer and T3 was my big project .. ya thats why I should be a steward'... That really made my day, oh and I laughed out loud...bad move

The Brokeback mountain

Since Feng Min was at work, I met up with her and we spent the whole day together, so on impulse we decided to watch the critically acclaimed Borkeback mountain...sigh... it was critical alright...

During the entire movie the 2 china girls next to me were talking as the movie played...Feng Min (FM) suggested that it was because one of the girls needed a translation, only thing......it had chinese subtitles... Well anyways the movie was really slow but the cinematography was really good, story was weak and poorly played out (ooh damn i'm a critic)

There were many moments when I went *ahh..ah..ah..ahh...ahrgh...what the hell...* mainly the sudden 'drop your pants lets have sex in the tent' scene and the 'violent kissing witnessed by wife' scene...man was i traumatised...

So after the movie as FM and I were decending the escalator, 2 men (very affeminate men) were talking about Heath Ledger being an Auzzie and that being Australian was why he sounded like Crocodile Dundee... What the hell....

Green Socks and Leopard print shoes

We had dinner at Long Johns and FM pointed out that her 12 o'clock had a couple that didnt talk or meet eye to eye, so as I turned, I saw a pair of greensocks (with heart motiffs) and leopard print shoes and man they were ugly and thats not all.. they belonged to the dude... What the hell...

We then went up to Sembawang Music to look for a CD by the Perishers, well the sales person wasnt helpful at all...FM was looking at a jazz CD and he was trying to sell it and here was what he said... 'yah this compilation has 2 volumes, but volume 2 is better because..ah it is better....' what the hell?

Scissors, paper, stoned! (SPS)

This was a situation I faced on my hour long bus journey home... A family boards the bus and so there was the dad, mom, brother, sister and maid. The father decided to play scissors, paper, stone with his kids and everytime his daughter wins, she screams with delight.. for the first 5 minutes, it was cute, 10mins later irritating and 5 minutes after that I wanted to break their fingers... I mean how can an adult and a child play SPS for over 20mins, the bus ride became insanely unbearable.

The other passengers were equally irritated but held their tongues (prob because we were all young) but then an uncle from infront came to the back and asked the father to keep quiet...

'Mister ah, can you please keep quiet please?'

The SPS playing piece of shit then replies 'Hah what har? can you speak up? I cant hear you'

'Mister please keep quiet la, you are disturbing everyone on the bus. If your childeren are playing and making noise then I have nothing to say. But you are an adult and you are making so much noise...'

The SPS playing piece of shit then replies 'Sorry har... I can't hear you can you speak up har?'

Wah it was damn irritating, his mannerisms and voice were ultra irritating! man...some people are just born pieces of shit... I pity the kids cause they're gonna grow up in their father's image...the poor little pieces of shit....








Thursday, February 23, 2006



Fish & Co sucks!

I mean you may disagree but honestly the dinner we had was terrible, it smelled worse then a wet market. Hmm actually I like the wet market smell, it is the smell of fresh produce with a hint of blood... whereas FAC just smelled of putrid fish.

Billy who sat next to me ordered oysters and WOOOO did it smell bad, judging from the colour and firmness of the dead molluscs, Billy's gonna have a bad case of the runs. Well it wasn't a total bummer... well not totally... It was quite a surprise to meet Olivia and Gazali, they were going to sing. After Kelvin came and had his dinner, we headed down to the Lot Stop and Barrel for drinks.





As Man Whore was flying off the next morning, he left Nana behind to do the packing (Kunye, if youre reading this know that youre not a man) ahahahaha! So this being the only time we've all been together in over a year, we had our annual 'family portrait'


Thursday, February 09, 2006

IQ Tests

I was reading the comics of Dilbert.com when suddenly a pop-up from tickle.com came up and well being jobless and all I decided to humilate myself by taking an IQ test and here were the results...

Congratulations, Toby!
Your IQ score is 126

This number is based on a scientific formula that compares how many questions you answered correctly on the Classic IQ Test relative to others. Your Intellectual Type is Precision Processor. This means you're exceptionally good at discovering quick solutions to problems, especially ones that involve math or logic. You're also resourceful and able to think on your feet.


Ok the being able to solve logical problems I buy but not the math bit... Hmm but honestly its not an accurate test, Eh Han once told me that the average score for the IQ test is 100 and most people hover about that number, any higher and you would be a genius... Therefore since I've scored a 126, this test is bogus!

Wednesday, February 08, 2006

Something old

I found an old blog which I had originally used when I first started writing. The posts were very upsetting as they were things I wrote about during my depression. None of which is worth mentioning but heres a post which meant alot. Idris wrote it and now that his blog site has been deleted here's something for us to remember Alfie by...

Thursday, April 14th, 2005
10:33 pm
Unsaid words: Words of Idris on Alfie's passing

Seems like yesterday we were brought into the Academy..I couldn't resist the sterotype look of a typical beng that you had and thought you were just one of 'those' people. But alas, my judgement was proved wrong. You were nothing close to that. In fact, you were an intelligent young man. A promising one at that.

I still remember all the good and bad times we had. I also remember you ranting about not being in OCT everytime you see their squad march by. Yeah.. you also proved alot of people wrong when you became the best trainee both academically and physically. Heh.. Those were days. Remember the time we wrestled? Yeah it was sheer barbaric fun but you fell and got pissed and then came charging at me.. haha! It was funny how we found comfort in these cheap thrills during our 6 months of torture in the Academy.

We went through thick and thin during those days in Tracom. We shared everything from toiletries to memories. We created plenty of those too..I hate myself for not remembering and cherishing our days together. Yeah we did not share much about our private lives but there was indeed a bond between all of us the "Holland Village" guys. We were more than squadmates.. We are brothers.

It was only recently that we had our renunion dinner. I dont usually remember dates but I'll never forget, 18th March. And I certainly wont forget today, April 14th. As usual, only 5 of us, the "Holland Village" guys, out of the whole squad turned up for the renunion dinner. You guys talked and crapped as I sat there laughing and listening to all your conversations. We all thought that it was just another renunion dinner and there was more to come.. I remember us discussing about bringing our kids and wives along next time but...Little did we know that another renunion was close by and it would be our last with you...

I dont know why, but I was emotionless when I saw you lying there. Not moving.. or breathing.. I waited for the moment when you would open your eyes, sit up, scare the shit out of everyone, laugh and tell us that it was all just a sadistic belated April Fool's joke. heh..

Needless to say, that never happened. What was I thinking..!You were really gone... !! But you're only 20.. !!How could this be!!?? Why you?!! I couldnt cry.. Honestly, I wanted to.. so bad that it hurts inside..

But I just couldnt let it out. Not even when you were being burried.. I dont know why.. I cant explain it..To go like that.. Not even a goodbye..Why now? Why do the tears come now as I write this?! Its been a long time since i cried.. I know you wont be reading this but I just want you to know that I regret not telling you how much of a friend, and a brother you have been to all of us during our last renunion.

It was a painful experience for all of us.. God loves you alot I guess..Rest in peace my dear friend, Alfie..

Thursday, February 02, 2006

Zam Zam Zam Zam

The guys and I had an impromptu (is that how I spell it?) dinner appointment, I guess the joblessness was getting to me. So the evening started with Fattah, D'cruz and I having milkshakes at Mos Burger, Fattah had his shirt on inside out for a really long time till i noticed it...damn embarassing hahahaha..... After Idris' arrival we headed off to ZamZam for dinner.

ZamZam has been around for a really long time and it's pretty well known for its food, so we had a large order of chicken murtabak and mutton bryani...honestly its was no big deal...the man who served us on the other hand was extremely rude but hey it was nice of him to only charge us $16 for the entire meal which would have probably cost $20++ (and yes there is a typo on the picture)

So after our late dinner, we headed back to Bugis junction for CS... I've not played CS for 5 years and it all seemed so foreign to me but it didn't matter, I still sucked... Then again it was good fun, being with my NS buds. Reminicing the great times we had at the Police Academy really brought tears into our eyes especially now that Alfian is no longer around. Life has to go on...