Three Lines or Four, Warning Included

There seems to some difference in the packs of cigarettes purchased. While of the same brand and type, they somehow taste differently. Seriously, i wonder if it was a psychology effect taking place after it was made know to me, or tt it was genuinely true.

Ubiquitous enough to not ever notice, all that it lies are in the warning labels of the tobacco packs. With the big red health warning sign against a black boxed background, these warnings are at times either in lines of three or four.

Above all tt, the quality differs too. Think along the line of the more the merrier.

But why is this so? Then again when detected contraband smuggling seems to be on the rise and a little wee bit of imagination of what could have happened, it all seems to fall into place.

Wonder if anyone else had actually noticed the difference as well?

Comfy In Ya Singaporean Definition?

Picture this, having 2 Chinese Internationals engaged in a leisure chit chat… The language spoken is however not mainland chinese or their derivative dialects, but rather english. Wat or how would you feel? I guess it wud dawn onto me tt they are both trying to Show Off the grasp of their english language. It’s not about work or educational purposes, neither issit to one of another culture. How often wud you find this scenario happening? Well at least from my own experiences, it’s NEVER i tell ya !!

I know the importance of having a Good Command of English, for it is wat tt drives our economy. We deal wif people, services, sales and wat not. Even engineering and innovation is done for the sole purpose of sales. But somehow or rather, i find that Singaporeans are too ashamed of it’s own unique culture of Singlish and wat not !!

How ironic to find tt the Singlish being better known than the Malaysian, Muar Chinese, yet more Pride is instilled in the latter (there’s a 麻坡的华语 video clip for crying out loud). Maybe it’s juz me, or maybe it’s not. Too many debates i have had with people in regards to the context of Singlish and its culture. With some being so bemused with it, finding it so hilarious, others deemed it as low class. It’s like the lyrics “不然为什么去KL学人讲广府话 就以为自己真的很大支” in the clip. I dunno too, but there’s something in me tt feels so strong…

To some, we Talk Thrash. We have to practise more and always, others pointed. Do we really have to be so Masculine, to be always competitive, proving our worth and ever so results oriented? Even for leisure, cant we be more Feminine, to take a step back, enjoy the quality of life and look in the light of things. For those who are clueless to wat im ranting abt, this is one of Hofstede’s Taxanomy Dimension in cultural differences.

Think of the British English and then the Yankee English. Now there’s even the American English and the Black English. The fight of wat tt is Uniquely theirs, their own Cultural Language. Where has Singlish gone among us, i wonder… Hmmmz, maybe there’s too much of comm studies tt is infused into me now.

Eh sak kee bo? wahahhaahaha…

Know who and wat you are, be comfy with tt. Cultivate good English nonetheless, for we need them so much. But while we are at it, have we forgotten or begun to despise the language tt so perfectly define us as Singaporeans? Lim peh kar li kong, i IS speak Singlsh one !!

KuKu Times Reloaded as Stoopidity of Sorts Cluster Back

Now I knw I have not updated for a long long time… Paisay lah, i IS busy, where got so free? Muz comprain this and tt, whine here and there like the typical Singaporean i IS ma…

Eh aniwae, it was Bakar’s Wedding last Sunday. A Good Long Mth Before this, the details of the event was oredi in Circulation. I think my BMT platoon mates all knw i IS the heck-care-dun-reply kinda person, as they happily started to bomb me altogether… Ggrrr ROAR !!

" Bakar’s wedding on the 10 Dec between 11am to 5pm…
He will be there abt 3pm onwards.
Blk XXX, Pasir Ris St XX "

Kaoz !! I gathered tt i received at least 8 to 9 of such Identical SMS-es lor. FWAH !! N still, i din replied to any of them then. Wahahahahhahaha… This syndrome in accordance to my dad, wud be the streak of Everything-Oso-Last-Min quality of mine. Yet i call it being Dynamic, i move only when needed. Heh heh… Busy ma, i IS not lorso ma, still so long away ma.

Ok so i went on as usual wif my busy life, until the Nite Before when i suddenly tot to myself, “Eh how come no one plan tmr’s itinerary and program schedule one? Where all the kancheong spiders? How come No SMS one?”

Rendering tt i shud start asking or i be alone there tmr, i became the on-the-ball one and started mass sms-ing to those who bombed me a mth ago. Revenge is sweet i tell ya !! But in the end…

EuGene : Eh wat time u all gg to bakar’s wedding tmr?
Flying Dustman : Shit. I totally forgotten. You check wif them and let me knw.
Buddy In Banana Undies : No one call me leh. I also dunno wanna go anot.

Bo ngiah lah !! Kancheong spider then u all garbra, how can like this? So many ppl and all oso garbra together? Snook me ar? N my Buddy In Banana Undies really win liaoz, super classic reply until i LL suck thumb dunno wat to say. Wahahahaha…

The loose ends were eventually ironed out and we were set to go the following day. Rendezvous 1500hrs, Pasir Ris…

Right on track, as i tot to myself, until my Best Bro Ducky called me for Kopi Session the next day. Met up at 1pm and he wanted to get himself a New HP, probably throwing in a bluetooth earpiece as well while trading off his N70. He was eyeing for the new Sony Ericsson Cybershot K800i, and we adjourned to combing the whole of Caucasian’s Bridge aft a quick coffee

A special silver edition of the hp was available, as we found out. This was however gg to cost 30 to 100 bucks more, differing from shop to shop. This caused Ducky to ponder hard, as he seemed rather interested. Then There Wasn’t Any Replicas of the silver edition to have a good feel of how it is to be !! Die as i tot to myself, for this wud mean More Walking And Hunting installed liaoz. While some shops said tt the special edition were only available to Starhub, others told us it was to Singtel. I reckon tt they were trying to smoke us for it din really matter which telecom service it was exclusive to. HOW COME ALL WANNA SMOKE ME ONE? Hmmmz…alled me for Kopi Session the next day. Met up at 1pm and he wanted to get himself a New HP, probably throwing in a bluetooth earpiece as well while trading off his N70. He was eyeing for the new Sony Ericsson Cybershot K800i, and we adjourned to combing the whole of Caucasian’s Bridge aft a quick coffee.

Eventually my hp started to ring at abt 2.30pm while we were shopping… Gay Chew and Buddy In Banana Undies wanted to ask of my expected time of Arrival. Siao liaoz, i IS late oredi !! Muz smoke out liaoz, and i Conveniently replied the ubiquitous “On The Way” ans of mine.

Hence with the momentarily end of crisis, and i Contd to accompany Ducky to Shop. He was gg back to ofc later which made me plan to Hitch A Ride, cutting short of the journey time to Pasir Ris. Sounds like a rather ok idea rite? Remedy to setback rite?

Normal black edition the one Ducky got for himself in the end, for it did not seem worthy for the extra cash to be forked out and our legs were rather tired. N not forgetting the Bluetooth Earpiece, Ducky made the Sales Asst to Configure it wif the new hp he got. Value added service I say, which later saw..

Best Bro Ducky : 有很多怪怪的声音
Sales Asst : *picks up earpiece and tries to troubleshoot for awhile, then starts calling up for technical assistance over the phone*
Sales Asst : *on the phone* 嗯… 嗯… 嗯…

Sales Asst : *hangs up phone* 不然你不要买咯
Best Bro Ducky : Huh? ………. O_o
EuGene : Stunned…

Eh very cock lor !! First time I see ppl do sales wif such a reply. Dunno to laugh or to cry. And aft all the yadah yadah yadah, the purchase was made w/o the bluetooth earpiece.. Wahahahahahha…

Knowing tt i need to rush oredi i looked at the time, which gave 3.45pm. Die die die, i IS Super Late liaoz. The event’s gg to be over by 5pm !! Instead of dropping me off town, Ducky was so gg to Drive Me All The Way to Pasir Ris as I was determined to make him… Yet he still tried to con me not to go, and instead proceed for coffee wif him. Ggrrr ROAR !! Yeah, tt’s my best bro for u !!

Onto CTE, while we were in the car, ring ring again…

Buddy In Banana Undies : Where are you?
EuGene : On the way
Buddy In Banana Undies : On the way?
EuGene : Yar on the way
Buddy In Banana Undies : Wa lao I wait for u until I chao tar oredi leh !!
EuGene : Yar yar yar… Where the rest? Coming soon, I at TPE.
Buddy In Banana Undies : Dunno leh… I dare not go in..
EuGene : Huh? Find them lah… Wa kaoz…
Buddy In Banana Undies : Okok… They nvr change number hor?
EuGene : Nvr lah, all still same.. Go call them.. *hangs up*

Best Bro Ducky : TPE? Bluff ppl ar?
EuGene : Arbo? I haven finish my sentence ma… I was trying to say TPE further dwn, before SLE then somewhere at CTE lor…

Rethinking wat was said in the conversation, how come Buddy In Banana Undies so gong one? How come so rigid one? How come dunno find the rest? How come dare not go in? How come can wait until Chao Tar? Mai tell me he wait Under The Sun ar? Wa kaoz lecturer profession some more !!

Bewildered enuf, Ducky had to snook me some more in the car as we were along TPE…

EuGene : TPE exit Loyang Ave… Tampines Ave 7 there…
Best Bro Ducky : *ignores* Eh try to send sms to my hp
EuGene : Sent…

EuGene : TPE exit 2 leh…
Best Bro Ducky : Yar I knw… I got a showflat somewhere ard there.
EuGene : TMD and u din tell me when I take out the street directory and flip flip?!
Best Bro Ducky : I dunno where exactly ma…
EuGene : Win oredi lor… I backtrack so far some more lor…

Tada~! I made it to the wedding reception in the end, and they started dwelling onto my “i IS sailor, can drink” story. Wa say no pang chance one lor i tell u. Long long meet like one time, oso like tt meh? My face dunno hide where liaoz. At least when i get wasted, i’d still be able to calmly walk away to one dark corner before whimpering lor. Where got ppl air dirty laundry infront of others one rite? U hang ur clothes out to dry oso in the backyard where it’s not in full view for all to see ma. Wahahahhahaa… I guessed they were juz all tickled at the hide and seek game i played wif them the last time round thou. Heh heh… I IS invincible ok ! No drunk one…

Ripping a hole in the pockets of mine, a token of congrats is often to be given as customary to most ethnic weddings tt i knw of. So off we went to wish the couple wif the stash of cash well wishes, as a Group Picture was taken wif the bride and groom as well…

EuGene : *thinking* Wa say the camera how come so big so long one? Muz be si eh pro type…
EuGene : *awhile later still thinking* How come so pro until no need flash one ar? How come aim for angle and focus so long one? My smile abit cramp liaoz leh…

EuGene : Eh tt one is take video or photo?
Flying Dustman : Take video lah…
EuGene : Then how come we all like cannot move?
Flying Dustman : Dunno leh

And in the end the Videographer stepped back and appeared the Photographer !! Ggrrr ROAR !! Wa kaoz !! We IS really kuku lor… Like Statue like tt when ppl Take Video…

Everyone knws tt stupidity comes to u naturally when u first enlist into the military and have ur hair shaven Botak, for u were the lowest life form on earth. But many years later, having Grown Back The Hair and not so stoopid anymore, u still conform back to the Silly Things u do as u Group Back wif those in the same boat as u were then. Somehow I think there’s a link to it… It’s the identity of stoopidity I guess? Recognition of the smiliarities. Assimilation in intercultural context? But then why did Stoopidity have to be tt form of Identification Quality to start wif I wonder.. Hmmmz… N tt my days were of such weird quality juz as i was to meet the group. Something’s special wif the group which holds a unique characteristic…

Heh, I think tt’s juz life eh? U smoke me, i scratch head. I smoke u, u stunned.. We smoke each other, we blurr together… Birds of the same KuKu feather flock wif smoke together !!

Treading On The Line

Recognition of the once familiar, undeniably strange in the new environment, life goes on in a different light… Is that a real Continuation or a Standstill we wonder?

Aid was once brought in the form of impounded captivity, to bring about the tenderness it offers. Then again the Thirst Of Freedom grows, and the dilemma follows. But only till recovery been made, will soaring be possible…

想你是临睡的习惯 - 动力火车

寂寞是临睡的习惯
习惯是一个人守着
冰冷的床和烟灰缸
没有你的孤单

想你在这样的夜晚
打开窗吹着冷风
故意把灯关上
试着想像你笑的模样

Chorus (1)
不懂我的爱在你生命中
战据多少分量
让你哭泣却是我心深处最痛得伤
最残酷的惩罚

Chorus (2)
I will never try to break your heart
我不愿这样
让爱情不由自主
陷入一场
两败俱伤的战

I will never try to break your heart
我真的不想
再面对没有你的寂寞夜晚
烟雾迷茫的孤单

**~Chrous （1）~**

**~Chrous (2)~**

**~Chrous (2)~**

Efforts have been made, will U fly off or will U make this Custody Truly An Abode? Have I unknowingly caged U up, to tt ur wings are too weak to support ur next flight?

Deep inside I hope U feel it too…

Monkeys Build to Climb, In Order to Build…

You nvr knw wat u uncover whenever u do a spring cleaning of ur room~! Artefacts of pride from my younger days, they were Scaled Models to be built. From there, I oso dug out the photos of the Real Structure which I had kept for 10yrs oredi~! Fwah, imagine 1996~!

Moody and reluctant, I’m still considering whether to Dump them. A few more models were kept as well, thou they were not built. But for now, these pieces will be Duplicated In A Digital Form…

(P/s: Featured Items up for adoption by good owners~! Heh heh, i IS sentimental…)

Monkeys to Gorillas in 2006

Stories of the glorious times were recollected when i attended a sec sch Extra-Curriculum Activity (ECA) event last weekend. I wondered to myself if we were ever tt tiny in size back in my days, as i stared at the Young Little Monkeys of today. Hmmmz… And so a group photo of the Old Monkeys Gorillas was taken aft the event.

Surprising to many for not fitting into the usual stereotypes, i actually hailed from a certain uniformed ECA grp, or Co-Curriculum Activity (CCA) according to wat they call it now. Being old enuf to create a stir yet young enuf to get away wif it then, teenage years was Notorious~! To illustrate, i dug out an undated photo of wat was a supper-cum-discussion session in the wee hours in the morning. Being the, erm, law-abiding citizens tt we r, erm, i think this was probably, erm, more than 5yrs ago…

In evidently, i realised i had terrorised and influenced quite a number of ppl when i was younger. Heh, i IS part of their Childhood and i IS honoured~! I probably had the world at my feet back then. Wahahahhahahaa…

Knots and lashings were few of the many things I used to play, and the year 2006 symbolically marked a special meaning of it~!

Deciphering Wat Females Say…

Kitchen was as usual left alone for Saturday dinner, thou wif Dad away. Bo bianz, it’s always been Mommy’s off day from cooking~! But like tt oso good la, wahahaha… Aniwae Mommy had her cravings for Hokkien Noodles and placed an order for all to share, in addition to the usual tze char dinner fare. Then when her anxiously awaited dish came…

Tze Char Auntie : 来~! 福建面~!
Mommy : *looks at the plate* eh~? 为什么你的福建面不是黑黑的~?
Tze Char Auntie : 一样的，只是他们下的黑酱油没那么多咯
Mommy : *whining* hokkien mee should be black black colour one ma…
EuGene : huh~? same wat…
Mommy : black black colour looks more appetising ma…
EuGene : *scratch head*
Mommy : haiya, nairmind la… eat la, come, eat…
EuGene : *in thoughts* eh maybe wear sunglasses can oredi~?

Containing within my own self cuz i IS got manners, i kept quiet instead of retorting my mom. Erm, at least it’s very very seldom tt i do talk back la, i think~? I IS good, obedient son ok~! Wahahahahahaaa…

Alamak i think im gonna get slaughtered for posting this, but back to the topic of hokkien noodles, i IS bewildered~! How come not say put more soya sauce and tt the colour darker will taste better instead~? It’s healthier wif lesser dark soya sauce, and e presentation of tt hokkien mee din look tt bad to me wat. Nevertheless, i think wat my mom meant was tt it wud taste better…

Unusual and vexing it seems on How Females Communicate yea~? How they always so ever often meant one thing, yet voice another~?! I think i get it now why when females say "No" they cud either mean "Yes", "No" or both. Vice-versa applies too~? Wahahahaa, si eh Complex le… N they call this Sophistication~! Fwah~! Poor males to be at the recieving end of all this hor~? Hmmmmz…

Moreover wif the tze char auntie having overheard Mom’s comments, an afternote showed tt she like not blur one.. Either she din understand english or they’re both females i guess~!? Wahahahahaha…