Day out with EC

Today’s been a splendidly unproductive day. I kindda promised the whole world that I’d start studying today and, yes, I did start studying but whatever I’ve studied is so little I managed to squeeze it into the back of a small receipt and the receipt’s not even full!

Plans also had to be changed cause I had to go meet EC and get certain things done and I was planning to go study at the library at Ngee Ann City but when I got there, I found out that the library had morphed into Jean Yip! WHAT’S THE WORLD COMING TO?! I really needed a place where I could sit down and plug my laptop to charge up by battery and the only place in town that I could think of was the library. So since it became Jean Yip, I settled for walking around town instead (and I’m not grumbling! :) )

So that was when EC was having his tuition and we decided to have dinner together after his tuition was over. First we intended to eat at this restaurant at The Cathay but the number of people at queue seemed more than the people inside the restaurant so we gave it a miss. Walked around PS and I saw a shop called “ass hut”. Über cool name I thought so I took a picture.



We ended up at United Square and relived our childhood there. Found a shelf decked out with what I’m guessing can be called hot toys. Just see for yourself.


I actually think that this toy is amazing because it is able to get a child's creative juices flowing. Who needs Lego with such cool toys now?

She said fuck? So what?

It seems like big news that Jade Seah said something that sounded a lot like 'fuck' while hosting Today in Beijing a few nights ago. The profanity seemed to come at the right moment, when the footage was slightly screwed up and in such a situation it's common for people to swear and it seems like people want her taken off the air because of that. Here's the footage:


I might be wrong but I think it sounds more like a part of a word and it just happens to sound like fuck. You might think that I’m a Jade Seah fan and that I could be defending her but all I got to say to that is get a life! I am not a Jade Seah fan, I hardly watch any local productions, I don’t know Jade Seah and I wouldn’t be defending a person who doesn’t even know I exist.

But I could be wrong and if I am then all I have to say is stop overreacting! Seriously, what is the harm in swearing on national TV? If it’s because it could be a bad influence on kids, then don’t send your kids to school because we all know that they’ll be learning much more than ‘fuck’ in any school.

Or maybe because we’re a conservative Asian country. But then again, are we really that conservative? The commoners of our country are telling each other to go ‘fuck your mama’ (after translation) as often as any normal person breathes but where did they learn that phrase from? Watching Today in Beijing? I highly doubt so. And if we really are that conservative then shouldn’t Tammy be executed for making a sex video or teens punished for having sexual intercourse?

Let’s face it: we’re not a conservative country and in this day and age, we can’t be. It’s like too much damage has already been done and there is no way to undo it. In other words, you can’t stop a storm from approaching. You can try but you’ll never succeed.

Bye bye drawings

I had to scrub off the drawing from my arm today. It hurt like mad (mainly because I used a pumice stome) but at the same time I'm rather sad that such lovely art had to be erased from my arm.

Besides that, I found a blindfold in my bag today. How the hell did it get there?

Canvas arm(s)

Today I spent my day with Diva. That stupid boy had to go walk around Hilton, find a boutique that had men's wear and pick an item to write about and say why it's the best thing to buy this season. I really don't know why but he chose to walk around town and around Hilton with a tacky Giordano umbrella.

But the good thing about it was that I saw a pair of shoes I'm seriously considering. Looks real pretty but the price is way prettier if you know what I mean.

Then I went to church and I got drawn on. My left arm ended up as canvas for absolute rubbish but the right arm became a piece of art. I'll let the pictures do the talking.

From top: Broken heart, sun and what I think is supposed to be the letter Z, face and a flower, rabbit wearing a bandana and pointing a gun to its head, star and my initials, horse's ass.

The left arm was so bad I washed it off so I've got no pictures for that one.

My father's stupid. What about yours?

Do you remember your first clubbing experience? I remember mine as clear as day but what I remember even better was what happened before that. The first time I went clubbing my father saw me leaving the house at 8 in the evening and 8PM isn’t exactly a decent time to leave home if you’re going to shop, even if there is late night shopping that day. So obviously I had no choice but to tell him that his son who just turned 18 is growing up, clearly doesn’t need his milk bottle anymore and that I was going to a place where people hook up, drink, smoke and dance to ear-blaring music.

To my surprise, it wasn’t a “no you can’t go!”, which is quite a miracle. But then his common sense – or what we refer to as stupidity – kicked in and he said “don’t take drugs ah...” Honestly, I don’t know which part of Singapore he’s been living in because I’m pretty damn sure that the rats in the sewers know clearly the strict laws the government has on drugs. Even IF I was going to take drugs, it’s not like I’d know anybody who’d be willing to sell it to me.

Today I got another one of his stupid advice. This time it was “don’t gamble ah” and it came after he clarified with me if I was the one who finished the can of beer yesterday. I really don’t get the connection between gambling and beer but if any of you know the connection, please leave a comment to fill me in on what I’m not getting.

Anyway, I was pretty annoyed with his stupidity so I told him off, bringing up the clubbing incident and he defends himself by saying “smart people” make these mistakes too. The thing is if they really were smart to begin with, they’d have known how to steer clear of such activities and influences not to get involved in them. Then I told him that he’s being all melodramatic and he does nothing but constantly insult his children’s intelligences and that’s where our conversation ended.

If you think that your father is more stupid than mine, do share your story with me because I’d really want to take whatever consolation I can get that the genes I inherited aren’t the dumbest genes in the world.

Poll's a bitch, I know

Honestly, I don't know what's the problem with the poll. I get the Google error, which I'm sure most of you have already seen and don't bother deleting the cookies because it doesn't work. For now, all I can say is if you get that freaking annoying error, try again another time. I'll be trying to see if there's a way to solve the problem but until then, all I can tell you to do is check back regularly and see if my poll decides to be a pain in the ass or not.

Other than that, I really hope that not all the gadgets Blogger provides are so frequently prone to errors because I like using the new functions actually cause it makes life so much easier. I mean, I'd rather be able to have a proper poll on the side rather than getting people to leave their votes on the tagboard.

So until I find a new poll gadget or I find out how to solve this stupid problem, the only solution I have for you is to keep checking back and pray it's not going to be a bitch.