alone, grouchy and grumpy...

i'm grouchy and grumpy this morning because of work, or rather, because of my colleagues. sigh, why is it that there are colleagues out there who just cannot perform a simple task? what is worse the task can only be done by them and yet they cannot be reached. maybe it was because i did not get some good sleep last night, so i was so prepared to start shouting at them when i first saw them today. but i managed to cool down a lot and i decided that it was not worth it.


this morning, as i laid there in bed, i suddenly realised that i was feeling very alone. of course, this is not a foreign feeling to me but this morning, it just felt that much more lonelier.

well, mum is off to our northern neigbours for a short getaway. i hope that she has fun.

D&D

it was quite a wild party last night as we had our anunal D&D. well, you could not really say that it was a anunal thingy because the company's D&D was stopped for the last 3 years.

well, anyway, they brought it back with a slight difference this year. instead of having the whole company attending, the D&D has been delegated down to division level. so each division will have their own D&D.

needless to say, it was a good affair. everyone was pretty tanked up with food and drinks. for some, more drinks than food...
well, i got back in 1 piece and still can get to work today. nope, i really did not drink that much last night.

getting along, running along

i just realised that jogging to coldplay can really pump you up real good. their songs have a good rhythm to them and it makes jogging to their beat easy and hard. i wonder if you know what i meant...


i am one opinionated son of a bitch (sorry mum). i have to add in at least 1 line of everything that anyone tells me. whats up with me anyway? face it, i'm sure all you out there are now nodding their heads in agreement. in fact, i would not be surprise if a few of you are actually nodding furiously and giving me that 'now then you know ah' kinda look. sorry ladies and gentlemen. thats just me but that will not be used as an excuse. i'll try to change... give me a chance.

why did i say all of that?
well, my friend sent me this sms," my fren sent me the below sms, i like it hope you will to. 'if you can learn from hard knocks, you can also learn from soft touches...'
but being me, i had to reply,' i like it and i want to add, we must all want to learn from the knock and touches, if not the lessons will be all lost.'
sigh.... 'nuff said.....
sorry...

chick flick

i saw a chick flick over the weekend. don't laugh at me. it was not by choice, since my friend wanted to watch it but i must say that i did not regret watching it. it was an entertaining movie and it helped that kelly brooks was in it.
but that was not the main reason. the story line was a little loose and rushed but it got the point across. it was about women who were taken for granted by the men in their lives. in order to make their men notice them more, they went for lessons in seduction at a School For Seduction (which was the title of the movie). Through it, they sort of 'discover' themselves and was taught that being a woman was more than just seducing and pleasing their men. At the top of their agenda should be about making themselves happy.

there were quite a number of men watching the movie and i suspected that they were there just for kelly brooks. me? like i mentioned, i was glad i saw it. in big picture kinda way, it was telling us that we should, first and foremost, be happy being ourselves and with ourselves. once, with that said and done, everything else will be that little bit easier.


how was your day today? hope you were not down with the blues, since it is monday.
well, i am having a so so day. work is not too bad. the thing is, i have somethings on my mind that i just cannot get over. in sort of a pondering mood today, which in the end, will result in more grey hair.

overdoing it

i am a person of many extremes. its not something i just realised but i do forget myself many a times. i have tried to keep my feelings, emotions, actions, thinking, habits in check but i still continue to overdo everything.

sometimes, i just don't learn.

electric

i read in the papers.
eric khoo is making a comeback. he is in the process of shooting a movie. a movie, which he will take 16 days to shoot. it is going to be a movie about love and hope etc. very different from the usual films he make.

well, in the report, he explained that one of the reasons he wanted to make a film about love was because of what his nephew told him.
the nephew was telling eric about how he went out to the movies with this girl he liked and while they were sitted there watching the movie, her hands touched his, on the arm rest. the nephew described the feeling he got as "electric".

when was the last time you had been electrocuted?

sad movies, always make me cry

damn... i thought that i was the only person who cried at movies, even though they might not be sad movies.

i admit that i tear at movies that move me.
the scenes where drew barrymore was erasing her memory with adam sandler helping her. then, just before he left, she asked for 1 last first kiss...

notting hill
the scene where julia roberts was asking hugh grant, doing the 'i'm just a girl standing in front of you asking ..."
and the last scene where a pregnant julia was was sitting with hugh on the bench while he was reading a book...

charge of the light brigade
the climatic scene where the light brigade, which consisted of lancers on horses, charged against the turks (i thinks), who had guns and cannons. it was a sucide mission but they still did it. i believe it was this charge that inspired the "cannons to the right and cannons to the left... as they matched into the valley of death" poem. i hope i got that right.

sleepless in seattle
the classic tom hanks speaking to radio presenter scene.
"why do you love your wife so much" (i think it went something like that)
"how much time do you have on your show?"
" ... its like magic....'

10 things i hate about you
when julia stiles was reading her poem about the 10 things she hated about heath ledger (how do you spell his name again?) and how she still love him regardless...


the chinese has a saying "life is like a stage". erh? don't the english have a saying like that too? hmmm...
anyway, that is pretty appropriate for us ain't it? i have lots for stage productions and i am proud of my achievements, no matter how little there are. from acting to backstage works, from directing to script-writting. i have done them all but one of the most satisfying moments will be when the whole play is over and everyone is packing up together. each and everyone knowing that it was a job well done.
i wonder if it would be a hit or a miss if they were to make my whole life into a play? should it be called a black melo-comedic drama?

50 first dates

i watched the movie, 50 first dates, again. i remembered it being a movie i really liked and i knew how the whole movie went, but the bit parts eluded me.
well, i saw it again and i was laughing my ass off. can't remember lots of the funny parts but the best parts were still the really really touching lines.

have you made the one you love, fall in love with you all over again, everyday? how far will you go for the one you love, if it means letting the person go? to me, this is a really good and simple love story. have your love for each other grown stronger as the days passed?


i was at borders till late last night. i saw this really good photo book. great photos and cool lines. one of them went like this
"marriage is like a very long conversation, only that it lasts too short."

Lagaan

i think that probably means taxes or something, in hindi or tamil. correct me if i am wrong.

also, this was the title of the indian movie i saw last night on channel i. i tell you, it was a really good movie, thanks to the subtitles. the singing and dancing was there too and they were mightily impressive. but on the whole the story was good and the characters were pretty funny. the storyline was basically about a wager between the british army and a village. they were to play a cricket match and if the army won, the villagers would have to pay triple lagaan. if the villagers won, they would not have to pay lagaan for 3 years.

the catch was that the villagers did not know a thing about cricket at all. so thus the lead character went around looking for players and then training them up. mix in a little love triangle between the lead and 2 ladies, 1 indian and 1 british and another of betrayal and forgiveness.... a real potent brew of a good movie.
well, i know that i liked it and it was well worth staying up till 1 am to finish it.

merchant of venice, redux

here is my pound of flesh. you deserve to have it.

i have doubted my one of my own and i have to pay the price for it. i met my uncle this afternoon, and he returned me part of the money which he had borrowed. i have wronged him and i feel ashamed.
here is my pound of flesh, with blood and all. take it, i need to lose the weight in any case.
i'm sorry...


this is something which i have been wanting to tell.
it was the last day of in camp training. we were all waiting around for the out processing to take place. so our OC came along and told us about this fellow soldier of ours, from another company, who was diagnosed with leukemia. he was the only child and he still had to support 2 aging parents. OC then asked for donations, solely on a volunteer basis. there were about 200 of us in the company.
OC then left a box on the floor and said that no one needed to give if he did not want to. nothing would be done, since this was just for a good cause, nothing to do with army. the moment he left the box on the floor, everyone came forward and put money into the box. at the end of it, OC himself donated 50 dollars. they counted the money and in just 5 mins, we have collected $838.10. small gesture but significant one...

first one

ok, i must say that i am the first to wish you happy birthday, on 5 Nov. you don't believe me, well then check out the time that this blog was written! you cannot get any closer than that, can you?
happy birthday winn and many happy returns.


i must say that i have saved a lot over the pass 9 days. the army has provided for me rather well. my lunch is catered for - though i cannot say much for the taste - and dinner is also provided, on nights when we stayed late. if not, i would make my way home for dinner. i believe mum is quite pleased these few days, because i do not usually eat home. in fact, the 9 days that i have came home for dinner, is already more than the number of days i have eaten home over the pass 10 months.
i think this will be doing my bank balance quite some good. i'm pleased.

here is my shopping list for the year end:
1. mountain bike ( a good one) for my proposed cycling which i am hoping to do.
2. mp3 player, so that i can have music while i cycle.
3. a camel bak - one of those backpacks which allows you to carry water.
4. a new pair of glasses (tentative). me current pair has been with me for like 3 years and i do not have a backup pair. i'm afraid i'll go blind if i were to break this pair.

i think thats about it. will update my list if i think of anything new.
with this current list, i am hoping to get everything with a 1k budget. what do you think? tough huh? sigh...

p.s i must confess because i cannot lie. i am actually doing out this blog at 10.50pm but since i can adjust the date and time, i can manipulate it to whatever i want.
but but but... its the thought that counts, isn't it?

i have to wake up at 6.30am tomorrow, so i have to be going to bed soon. i'm sure you would not fault me for 'cheating' time, would you winn?

the merchant of venice

i must have lost a pound of flesh after my field camp last night.
it was my first field camp after almost 10 years. i tell you, it was no joke because i had to effectively stay up for most of the night and those of us who have reached this age will know that it is not easy. especially since you have nothing to do throughout the whole night! thats right, i was on sentry duty and i had to just stay up and watch people coming in and out of the training area. *yawn*

the usual army cock-ups saw me and me buddy (we work in pairs) almost missing breakfast and lunch. the supply truck forgot about us and i spent a good part of the today starving. even the awful looking and worse tasting lunch felt good...

what happens when a relatives come a knocking to borrow money from you? what happens if it has been going on for some time liao? should i tell him that he should be earning his keep since he is afterall 50 years old! i do know that if dad was around, he would have given the money and not expecting anything in return, but then again, i'm not dad.

its not the money. its just that i feel he should be standing on his own 2 feet. he is not that old to stop working.

sheesshhh... don't tell mum, she does not know about this at all.