Day 2 of CNY and Sentosa was the plan. It was supposed to be the 4 of us but eventually only 3 was there. The 3 guys that is…

There were 5 girls later on but let’s just say it’s a little friendship that was forged within a day. We were total strangers at first but somehow we spend the whole day and made our separate ways back, together. I know… don’t mind the irony there.

The queue to Sentosa snaked till like never before, be it by bus or the Sentosa Express. Express my foot ah! I go in by foot even faster. And so we did. But of course, not before those 5 girls butted in the midst of the queue and asked, “Can you help us buy the tickets?”

Man mark or zonal? Haha! Doesn’t matter what marking system we use, the rain brought us into the sheltered area despite being at 2 different spots. Then we realised the importance of having a mat (not the human form). Damn we didn’t have one.

But the girls were kind enough to lend us one. Perhaps to return the favour that we did for them earlier on.

And so the downpour became a drizzle and everyone came out to play. Everyone. So much so that we had to search high and low for the ‘toilets’ that has horizontal stripes across it and was specially designed by Ripcurl. =p

“Kalau ada jodoh, akan diketemukan lagi.” WAHAHAHAHA!!! We just said it and it seemed as if God heard us immediately, out of the millions number of requests He has to tend to at that very second.

Soon 3 became 8 and the names Ain, Marissa, Hana, Fatimah and Shikin were registered into our memory bank.

They suggested to play soccer first and boy were we given a rude awakening. Haikal got tricked twice by the girls! Or is it just one girl? Then a game of captain’s ball were of no surprise to as they dominated throughout. Can’t expect too little from netball girls can we?

Haikal’s inability to bluff his way through in Bullshit, Ain’s ‘STOP, STOP’ moment, the PJ incidents here and there pretty much filled up our time till we headed back to Vivocity together to have dinner at Burger King. Well, not exactly at BK ’cause it was full to the brim. So we went to the rooftop area instead.

I pitied Ligament ’cause she can’t walk fast enough to catch up with us at many times but the myth that ‘Hantu Gigi’ made Sentosa haunted at night never fails to crack me up till my stomach hurts. Heheheh!

Dinner really winded us all down. I was already stoning after being so full but the little chats kept me awake. It was such an honour for the guys to be commented that we are like the East guys ’cause West guys are such showboats and everything that’s not nice. The 5 girls aren’t bitchy and whatnots like those in the West but then again maybe that mode wasn’t switched on yet.

But they sure are direct in what they say! I don’t wanna generalise that and I don’t know if that’s good or bad either! We’ve just met and they are already asking questions like “What do you look out for in a girl?” WHOA! Really WHOA!

We met Darwish before making our way back and that adorable, little pumpkin really rounded off our day well. I feel like pinching his dumpling-like cheeks all day long. ATTN: Geram mode ON

High-fives were exchanged as we had to go seperate ways. Most of the girls stay in the East while the guys are mainly breathing in the Northern air. But it was sure great to have met those people. It was so unexpected, pretty much a pleasant surprise. Not being minahs certainly helped us in more ways than one in getting us ‘clicked’ with them.

Wow… all it took was just a day and so many things happened. I never thought this was possible till this moment.

So, till we all meet again. I left nothing at Sentosa that day except good memories and maybe my footprints which have been washed by the shore. I guess those in the photos understand the whole picture better than others.

And it all started with a trip to the chicken rice stall. =)

Today was about to be a not-so-good-day for me but luckily Herwan called me at the right moment, at the right time. Phew! So I settled some stuff over at Giant and made our way down to town. It has been eons since I step into town!

Haikal, Herwan and I got loads of time to kill ’cause we gotta wait for that certain Mike to end his shift so we roamed around, going mall-hopping. I thought the black jeans from TOPMAN is kinda worth it for $53 but I guess I’d give it a thorough thought first before making any purchase decisions.

As we walked down towards Somerset, I decided to check on babe on how she’s doing for the day. Let’s just say I love that surprised look on her face when she first saw my friends and then myself right in front of her. Heh, please don’t kill me for making your heart jump, babe.

So after a short chat, we went off to Plaza Singapura to wait for Mike. But along the way, I met a tranny. Actually more than 1. But there’s this particular one, clad in mini-shorts, who gazed at me and acted as if (s)he’s horny. I am so damn disgusted by it! His/her legs are hairy can?

And I can’t believe we made eye contact!

Believe me, I am still getting goosebumps as I was writing it down and having that scene on ‘replay’ mode on my mind. I stared at him/her ’cause I suspected that there’s something amiss about him/her. But I guess (s)he took the stare a little in a different meaning. Shit man!

Time check: 6.15pm. That bugger is still nowhere to be seen. But of course he finally showed up and we continued walking towards Arab Street to have our dinner settled at Kampong Glam Cafe. Next time must try their Iced Milo, babe!

The prices of the jeans over at Haji Lane is not as attractive as before. Blame it on wide publicity about the whole place. Now that more people are patronizing the area, of course the shopkeepers want to increase their profits! Sigh… some things really should be left untouched.

Well since I like to go on budget, I guess I’d give some jeans found there the ‘green’ light. After my bank gives me the ‘green’ light to withdraw some cash, that is.

Initially we wanted to smoke sheesha but we ‘virigns’ don’t know the price of it but when we do, we realized that we aren’t carrying enough cash with us. Aye.. let’s just save it for some other time then. So next stop: Esplanade.

It was hilarious when we tried to take jumpshot photos at this place we stopped by along the way. I think there was a couple making out there but we just ate up a few minutes of their intimacy, I’m sure they won’t mind. Anyway, it’s too open a place to do something hush-hush. Bad choice people, baaaaaaaad choice.

Haikal and Herwan’s jump-cum-pose shot was uber cool and nice. I like the second picture. Very PHHWWAARRR!!! But of course must see whoehemtakeehemtheehemphoto.

So I tried to emulate them…

Herwan’s freeze was nice but Mike and I jumped too late.

This picture sucks because I looked like an ah pek sitting like that. Actually I was preparing to jump but the camera snapped too fast. REJECTED!

I finally made a decent jumpshot but Mike didn’t! Arghhhh! But nevermind lah, it was a good workout though. It was time for those lovebirds to sing their own tunes anyway, if you catch my drift.

Esplanade area was too mendak (read: dull and lifeless) for us so we went over to the Merlion side. Hah! Second time in a row going there. Same place, different people; never tired of the place.

Now that’s where Newater should be coming from.

Look who’s the angel, the devil and the human being.

And this would be a nice family protrait, don’t you agree?

I met Xiaolin as I passed by Fila, then bumped into this DMC Year 1 girl whom till now I still don’t know her name and a few minutes later was given a rude awakening by Joanne, my ex-classmate. Whoa! Bumping into so many people at one go sure isn’t an everyday thing.

Joanne’s voice was a ‘classic’. First you’d hear her call your name then you’d search for the bugger who called your name only to find her waving at you frantically. Damn ‘classic’ lahh.

That’s a not-so-good-day turned good for me. Thanks to these people in my life.

Oh hell yeah they do kick butt.

And when Herwan has got his license, we’ll paint the town red. Not forgetting our ‘Guys Nite’ at Herwan’s penthouse, at Marina Bay’s The Sail. That’s where we’ll watch the fireworks during National Day, get ready before clubbing and say “Sorry honey, not today” to our future wives.

I love to live the dream.

I was shocked to see Izzy at the stadium and even more shocked for her to recognize me. I almost couldn’t recall who she is! She’s different now. =)

Once again the crowd was a sell-out. But this time round, they were quieter than usual. Until Singapore scored their first goal that is. But the main talking point will be unprofessionalism that the Thais displayed towards the end of the game. How can they just walk out of the pitch and refuse to play when things just don’t go their way?

Well they may be ‘Land of A Thousand Smiles’ but they are a ‘Land of Many More Bapoks, Trannies and Gays’ too. Within 20 seconds of the kick-off, a Thai player went down to the ground clutching his God-knows-what. FUCK!!!!! Employing time-wasting tactics when the game isn’t even 1 minute old? C’mon lah…

And the game was littered by dives by whoelsebuttheThais. They were lucky that they didn’t have any red cards. Damn fucking lucky. Singapore was marred by plain stupidity too. I thought Raddy was nuts to play Noh Rahman at the right back slot instead of Hafiz Osman. He was the main culprit behind Malaysia’s 4-0 thrashing over Singapore a few years ago!

But the stupidest of all stupidity in this stupendious world will be Fazrul Nawaz’s punch towards a Thai player. It just goes to show his immaturity. Even if the Thais are playing mind-games, dirty-tactics and whatnots… you can’t afford to lose your head and resort to violence right? Does that win a match? FUCKING HELL NO!

He was another lucky ass to stay on the pitch, escaping with just a yellow card. It was definitely a red card offence. Dumb.

I swear the Thais should be banned from the AFC finals and even more competitions in the near future because of their walk-out at the end of the game. What a cowardly act! Leaving the pitch and running towards their coach just ’cause they disagree with the referee? That’s when all the butos and fuck yous and middle fingers started to show especially towards the Tom Yam Boys! Fuck them off lah…

Suddenly I feel that Singapore was united as one, nevermind if we’re ugly. And when Mustafic Faharudin scored the winning penallty, the stadium erupted into cheers. Not forgetting the Kallang Waves that the crowd played to entertain ourselves. And that National Anthem that was totally off ’cause we can’t hear the music!

I love football moments. WAAAHHHH!!! The passion, the fire in me plus the ones around me is really contagious. There’s no other sport that can bring the nation together as one and rock the stadium down.

That was the last match played by the Lions in the National Stadium before it’s gonna be torn down. And what a match it is to be remembered.

I’m proud to be part of the history.

“OLEEE!!! OLE! OLE! OLEEE!!! OLEEEE!!! OLEEE!!!

We’re the firestarters.

Alrighty… It has been ages (if you count in terms of blog-years) since I last updated and I’m feeling kinda guilty about it already. The past week have been a whirlwind for me, and it’s not ’cause of the torrential rains only.

Last Tuesday, finally, yes finally, my Residential Project is done and dusted with. My day started off pretty badly - no cab after 45 mins, pouring rain and a heavy load over my shoulders. But it progressed to end off in a happy note. The clients were extremely sporting, cheerful and fun and I have nothing but praises for my team, seriously. They were simply magnificent.

I still can’t get over the incident when one of the clients was kinda attracted to me. The first indication was when she hold my hand and dragged me to the photo-taking area. Then, she hugged me by my hips when she was about to board the bus back to her school. To think that Jieying told me about the fact that they are humans too and have hormones and then it ACTUALLY happened to me is just unexplainable.

But it was an enriching experience in giving something back to the community. I’ll try to get hold of the pics and post it up pretty soon. They are still with Jieying… grrr.

The very next day I was back in school, digitizing the tape for my group’s MPP. So damn tired lah! In the end, due to some cock-ups and impatient people, we didn’t even get to have 1 video into my hard disk. Tsk.

But lunch after that was just fantabulous lah. I introduced Arab St to Wantong who’s so eager to go there and had our meal at my favourite joint. Sadly, Elf couldn’t join us ’cause his other half is too faaaaaaaar away and my ‘lunch date’ was cut short by this Uncle who kept oogling at Wantong. I was kinda shocked that Wantong left one of her tastebuds free just for savouring Malay food.

Angels BBQ was on Thursday night and being the only guy and non-rugger made things worse. I thought I’d gonna have a sucky time over there but Angels they were! Quirky characters they have too! Sze Yee’s laughter (and tongue), Huiling’s ‘Security Guard’ story, Nurul’s Melayu accent, Shuping’s Playdoh-like face…. and the list goes on. But of course despite the chilly night, seeing Babe to sleep under the blanket of stars is just priceless. =)

Saturday was finally the day when I get to bask in the X’mas mood when I went to town to buy some last-minute stuffs with my soccer buddies. It is during festive times, that I realize, I can believe that Singapore actually has a population of 4 million. Thanks to Artfriend, I found a new friend (now that’s a weak pun). There’s so many things that I feel so tempted to make with my own hands just with the basic stuffs that they sell there!

Today’s X’mas Eve and I get to spend it with Elf, no not Santa’s helper. How (un)romantic, no? We initially wanted to rekae for materials for our CDA prototypes but Artfriend (yes, him again) didn’t prove much of a solution. So I ended up buying some other just-as-important stuffs and he got an X’mas present for his dear one. A very last-minute deal I should say. Alamak! So typical of a Singaporean lah you!

So yes, I am feeling the vibe for Xmas this year. As till now, it’s 30 minutes more before Santa ho-ho-hos his way through the HDB flats. I’m pretty sure my coughing neighbour. who somehow looks amazingly familiar to a fictional character, will be sleeping by midnight.

I just hope the water levels don’t rise up again tomorrow or I’ll have to ditch my clothes for yellow boots and raincoat. Come to think of it, it’s kinda fun dressing up as Paddington eh?

The day was meant to be spent at Suntec City Convention Centre for this car show but somehow, Herwan’s friend wasn’t working. We are not gonna pay 10 buckaroos either! Hahaha! So the 4 cheapskates went off to town instead to catch some chicks.

It was pouring the entire time right from when I stepped out of my house. The strong winds made things worse and I was drenched by the time I reached AMK MRT station. What a bummer!

But it was a rare sight though seeing all the water gushing down the stairs ala fountains and flooded roads that seemed so tempting for drivers to just speed and gush the waters to the people by the roadside. At their own risk of course. Who speeds in the rain, for goodness sake?

That day was ‘Walking Day’ for us four. From Orchard to Somerset to City Hall to Arab St to Esplanade to Raffles Place and finally… to Clarke Quay, our legs carried us dutifully. But of course it was ‘Camwhoring Day’ too, as declared by Herwan.

I swear my friends are more vain and metro than I am. It’s just that you don’t know what they do when they are in the gents. =p

I finally checked out where MOS is (I ain’t a clubber, you see) but the atmosphere surrounding is what attracts me more. It’s soooo un-Singapore! But it’s not a typical teenage-kinda place though. Sheesha, steak, beer, credit cards… go figure.

And I finally saw G-Max with my own eyes right up to when it is launched and hanging up in the air. $50 a ride, I heard? It definitely worth the ride of your lifetime. Except that maybe I don’t have the balls to be shot up into the air. Just not yet…

If you wanna get high, try eating murtabak and drink tea. Get them in Arab St to achieve best results. Trust me, it has been proven. Maybe me and Mike have a high tolerance and needs more than that to get ‘drunk’.

ps My former secondary school is having their Prom Night at Fort Canning Park on a Wednesday night. Do you have any idea how close a vicinity is that to MOS? Grrr….