Another Place BlackListed

JJ Atlante.

Mel's sister was celebrating her birthday there yesterday night so we decided to join both Sean and her to the pub.
Definitely not my kind of place.

















So sweet of Sean and Mel.
But it was after exactly what Brandon and Ivan did earlier on that made them follow suit.





4 Heavenly Homos.
Photos don't lie.





Rock on!

Behind the Scenes

It seems that Elias is going to ORD soon,
which is slightly more than 1 month earlier than me.
He brought along his digicam earlier on this week so as to capture some of the moments in the working life of MCC.

Li Soon on the other hand,
brought along his digicam too, but for no apparent reason. He thought that by taking photos like Elias, his ORD date would be shortened accordingly.
Some shots were taken willingly and the others were caught unawared by him.




Me doing a good stretch before starting a fresh new day of work.
Entertaining the retarded public, that is.





My artistic wall paper drawn by a well knowned fashion designer.
Very close to LV.
He is none other than LS,
Li Soon.





WASupppp~
A very good pose for long distance snipers to shoot me down in times of real war.





Friend or Foe?
The self-proclaimed backstroke king in carrom.
OK, Time's Up.
Time to wake up, Joshua.

Celebrated Linda's birthday on Wednesday.
It was a surprise for both Linda and myself. She didn't know it was planned this way and I didn't know the reason why I couldn't take any Leave or Offs was because of this occasion. I thought some urgent meeting was up or a event which was as important.
What I did get approved of was a miserable 2 hours off.





Anyway, I did get a good bite on the food and some flesh.





Unidentified, Unidentified, Ms Woon, Ginny, Ms Wong, Clement, Kelvin, Me, Aaron with Linda and Jaslin at the lower bottom.









The shots were taken by Li Soon and obviously he's trying to get up close and personal with Ms Woon. But unfortunately...
To be frank, the furthest he could go would be staring at the photos on his computer and wank.





A stern look on Aaron's face shows that he's serious on finishing up his remaining piece of pizza and not letting anyone touch it.





One look at the hairy arm and you can tell it belongs to Aaron.
We ran out of drinks and this was one of his last alternatives.





Jackson, John, Mdm Ng, Li Soon, Noob King, Junrong and Joshua.





CO happened to be standing beside Kumar and Khairi without them realising it.





Career minded guy providing excellent service.





Irene and me.
I couldn't believe my ears when I heard that she wanted so much to take a photo with me.
Li Soon went to talk to her at first and I saw them both walking towards me.
I was very shy initially but I couldn't bring myself to disappoint both of them. I neglected my work for a short while so as to make myself available for what she wanted to do to me.



One was not enough for Li Soon.
He wanted a closer glimpse of the most good looking guy in MCC.
The two photos may look somewhat similar, but I can tell you that the second one has a spooky image of a spirit lingering behind us.





In the army, one can always do anything but don't get caught.
As you can see,
John is playing game discreetly while trying to cover himself up.





How many extras you want to sign?
So happy and willing sia.





The ultimate showdown.
Grudge matches are held every working day after all the cases are done.





Our Mess room.
The Forbidden arena.





This is how we train in carrom.
The lights are not on and the whole place is in total darkness.
We use our hearts and not our eyes to aim and shoot. Even Aaron is able to eat his food without looking at it.
That is why sometimes he complains that there are extra inedible ingredients in the rice.
Hard wooden Scallops, that flew up from the carrom board.





Carrom madness.





Dr Lim Chan Meng, Elias and Dr Jeremy.
2 of the most insane medical officers I have known. I won't want to consult them next time when I am really sick you know.





Lady Dental Officer, Elias and Dr Lee Chu Muk.
Nice people too.
Both Dr Lee and her look like they are happily married to each other with a son,
who is standing right in the middle.





As strange as it may seem,
even with the brightest lighting, the only person I can see in this picture is Hakson Teh standing on the left along with three mysterious sets of clothings dangling in mid air beside.





Chong Kok Khin really look more like Mickey Mouse after the 2 fingers appeared on top of his head.










3 more months for me and that's it.

Terrifying Moments

What is fear?

What makes a person truly frightened?
Worrying so much that one can just mentally breakdown instantly.
Thinking of countless solutions that may have the slightest possibilities to solve the matter.
Leaving a person so fragile,
and only hoping that he/she can strive so as to survive even longer.

I have experienced that kind of emotions.

My dad and I are very close to each other.
He loves me alot and I do too. (Of course I love myself.)
He is the greatest father that anyone could wish for.

Always there to buy food for me when I am hungry.
Always there when I needed any parental advice.
Always there to support me whenever
I needed some cash.

My father had showered me with so much love that I feel like putting myself cuddly in his arms and sucking from a milk bottle, with my enlarged eyes looking directly at him.
I want to remain this close to him my entire life.
And he will always be my noble saviour.

Because of a certain motive, my dad blew up his temper 3 days ago on Monday night. He was so angry that he started shouting at me for no apparent reason. I was actually sleeping when he shut my door with a loud thud and awaking me after that. I rose up from my bed like a zombie and opened the door to see what was going on. My vision was blur and my sense of hearing wasn't any better at that time. I could vaguely see my father sitting on the sofa and babbling out some sentences. What I could tell from all that he had said was that from the next day onwards, he was no longer driving me to my workplace.
I remembered asking him why in a very soft tone.
He then told me that there wasn't a reason and repeated himself another time.

'Mia zai gah gee ke zo gang!'

I pretended as though I was totally innocent and looked at my mother hoping that she could say something which could help me out. I turned to her and she wasn't even facing me the least bit. She was practically glued to the TV screen and not giving a damn even if I were to jump out of the window straight away in a tensed situation like this.
To avoid wasting anymore time, I returned back to my room and laid down on the bed.
My eyes were closed tight and back in sleeping mode but my mind was not.
Thoughts were running wild in my head and there was no way I could fall asleep.

'What if my dad meant what he said?'
'Why suddenly like this?'
'Should I set my own alarm or not?'
'Should I just go out and reason out with him?'

I was basically confused and not knowing what to do best.
I called Annabelle on her handphone and realised it was not a good timing from the tone of her voice.
The only person whom I could relate to and she was going to sleep already.

'Aiyah fuck it lah.'
I thought to myself.
I set an early alarm and tried my best to sleep.
Whether my dad was going to drive me to work or not, waking up early wouldn't be of any risk.

The following morning, I was awakened by my dad calling out to me. I stood up and checked the time on my handphone. It was about 5.40am and even my own alarm haven't rang yet. As soon as I got up and started walking to the kitchen, I saw my dad jumping back onto his bed and laying there motionless.
It was then that I knew he was serious and there wasn't any way for me to get a lift from him that morning. I washed myself up and got dressed up for work. I walked to the MRT station and at the same time, still thinking why the hell this was happening to me.

Coincidentally, I saw Yean in the station waiting for the train to arrive.
He saw me from a distance and started smiling, followed by asking me the million dollar question.

'Eh? First time see you take MRT leh.'
'How come never sit your father's car?'

I told him what happened and also the reason why my father was so pissed off.

It was because I kept eating and sleeping straight after that all the time and not doing any exercises. I was beginning to eat more as my belly grew bigger. I was becoming so much fatter that my father had to check on me to ensure I had proper digestion before going to bed.
It was due to the continuous times I neglected his words and carried on lazing around that caused a volcano eruption.

Yes.

My father didn't want to send me to work anymore because he wanted me to exercise more,
even if it meant walking to the MRT station.
I was too fucking lazy for him to accept.

Yean gave out a loud laugh after knowing that such scenarios could possibly happen.
Well...
A man's gotta do what a man's gotta do.

I braced up my confidence,
and went to work by myself on Tuesday and Yesterday.
But ironically, my dad offered to give me a ride again this morning.
It seemed that he had cooled down and forgiven all my deadly sins.
He knew that I had been through hell and that I should have learnt my lesson.

Thank God.
Now I don't have to cut my wrist anymore.

Element of Surprise

Celebrated Annabelle's 21st birthday last Saturday.

I went over to Jurong Point in the morning and met up with her. She was craving for MacDonald's breakfast so we made our way over to the outlet in the shopping centre. I ordered a Big Breakfast for myself and Hotcakes for her. The Big Breakfast that I had wasn't exactly big enough for me, in fact I was getting more hungry after that. Maybe I might consider it a Big portion 20 years back from a little boy's point of view, which explains why there are always so many kids at MacDonald's in the mornings. The amount of food in each breakfast meal is just nice for any child and I am pretty sure black magic is involved too, since the foods of MacDonald's are not as nice as how they have promoted themselves. Kids tend to be weak and more vulnerable to the spells that are casted out from TV and Radio stations.
The power of MacDonald's is so strong that some kids know the existence of it and yet not having the slightest clue as to who their prime minister is.

I told Annabelle that after finishing up her Hotcakes, I would be going up to the Kopitiam food court for another meal. I said that I had a craving for Laksa, and nothing could stop me from having it.

We left MacDonald's and walked around the mall.
I wanted so much to go straight up to the food court but was in vain. Annabelle insisted that she wanted to go look for her stuffs first before that. She was the birthday girl so her wish was my command. Any other common day I would have given a lame excuse to go to the toilet and escaping my way to the food court without her suspecting at all.
I would then wipe my mouth instead of my backside after my business before finding my way back to where she was waiting.

She wanted to get some gifts for her buddies.
She said that whenever there's a birthday between them, there is bound to have a gift for each of them. It's like having a consolation prize for participating more in an event. Her closest friends would be there to help out earlier in the day and it wouldn't be as nice by just saying a simple 'Thank you' to them.

But that's what she would have said to me since I didn't get anything even though I was the first to reach and also the one closest to her besides her family.
The best part of all,
I don't remember her saying thanks to me.
Well...
She probably did it in another way but I would prefer a gift likewise.
Maybe a sports car or something.

After much wandering, she managed to get the gifts.
They were small little boxes with a tiny bear lying inside.
Cute from a female's point of view.
To me,
they looked as though they were dead and resting peacefully in their coffins.

We proceeded to Popular and bought some plastic sheets for wrapping the gifts.
Along the way, she told me that there wasn't enough time to go eat my Laksa anymore since we still had to go down to the basement NTUC to get some sushis for her party.
I was near into depression mode but I had no choice but to give in to her on that day even though eating Laksa was far more important than anything else.

We got the sushis and hurried back to her place for preparations.

As soon as I stepped into her room, I was almost blinded by a bright gleam of light emitting out from a corner.
I struggled with all my might and focused on my blurred vision.
It was a tall bouquet of flowers.
Not the kind which one will carry around in public.
It is only possible to be seen carried by a person,
who is none other than the delivery man.

Birds of Paradise, which was one of Annabelle's favourite flowers.
Bundled up together with another kind flower, which I don't know the name and I don't really care.
The flowers were so tall and attractive that anyone who stepped in her room would definitely notice them.

It wasn't from me.

It was from another guy.
The note that came along with the flowers stated,
'Happy Birthday Annabelle'
'Love, Roger'

I didn't know how to react when I saw what was written there.
All I knew was that the feeling would turn out to be negative,
even though I did picture how the scenario would be like if the flowers were actually from Roger Rabbit.
I asked Annabelle who this guy was and why he mentioned Love.
She said that he's just another friend of hers.

'Oh Ok.'
I knew very well that even if it was to be about Love, it was a one sided intention.
But then again,
I couldn't just neglect what I had seen.

'Tell this guy to take it easy leh.'
'Tell him to give me a chance lah.'

I told Annabelle jokingly because I didn't want to get everyone all worked up and spoil the main event in the evening. I also told her that I surrendered already, and that I would go and cancel the order of my flowers later on. (I didn't order any flowers, I like real only.)
I managed to close an eye and continued the preparations and the decor.

I did some blowjobs,

and hanged the balloons all over her living room.
The food were then delivered on time and being setup.
Many friends and relatives came and everyone feasted themselves on the food and drinks.

Annabelle's cake.




Happy 21st.












Happy birthday to Kendrick too.



Such a coincidence to be having the same birth date as Annabelle.
But not the same year.
We used to be very close together last time but recently we have not contacted as much.
We have alot of catching up to do for now.
I have no idea what he is doing currently or whether he is still the same or not.
Hopefully he is doing fine and not already abducted by aliens.

After the guests have left, we decided to go for a KTV session to end the night.
There were around ten of us, and 5 cars in total.
It could have been 7 cars,
if Catherine wasn't feeling ill and went home earlier with her boyfriend,
and I had already gotten my Driver's License and borrowed my dad's car.

Annabelle had longed to hear me sing for her.
Everyone knows that I don't sing.
Even if I were to go to a KTV lounge, I would only be hearing others sing while consuming the tidbits and drinks that were made available to me.

But that night was different.
It was a special night.

The song was up and I plucked up my courage from within.
I didn't care what others thought or how they would make fun of me.
I took the microphone from the table and sang with all my emotions that were built up inside me.
I gazed directly at her eyes and controlled my tears from coming out.

'Happy birthday to you,'
'Happy birthday, happy birthday,'
'Happy birthday to you.......................'

I told her that I had sang her a song already.
No more telling me that I didn't sing her a song before.

After the KTV session at around 3 am, everyone were tired and decided to go home.
Annabelle received another sms from Roger and we had a conversation leading into an argument.
We cleared our misunderstandings with each other and slept together back at her place,
right in my arms.

Until now,
I still haven't buy her a present yet.
Maybe I can try to prolong it until her next birthday.

That will definitely be the best surprise of her life.

Total Defence

Did an overnight duty on Monday.

Duties now are no longer the same as before.
We have somewhat combined forces with the RPs (Regimental Police) guarding at the gates and are doing together with them. The only difference is that they carry guns on them while we don't.
I suppose the reason why we don't need one is because we are highly trained in Martial Arts.

We are there for a purpose.
To help open and close the gates for the incoming traffic.
I think it's just another lame excuse to make full use of underpaid NSFs since the RPs could do the same too.
Ironically, it would be better if there are more things for the RPs to do rather than standing down there most of the time like Army action figures.

My shift was from 10pm to 2am. One personnel has to be standing outside while the other has to stay operative at the Pass Station.
During these 4 hours, by right I was not allowed to sleep or do anything inappropriate.
Usually I don't go by right or left,
I go by the centre Express lane.
Luckily the guy who was doing the shift with me was on the same lane as me.
We took turns of 1 hour each to stand outside and also watch CSI Vcds on his laptop when inside the station.
Quite tired for me to be standing outside together with the RPs for 1 hour each interval.
But I guess it's nothing much to complain since the RPs are there for a much longer time.
I spent an hour talking with them, went back for a Vcd session and then later coming back to stand again with the same RPs I have seen earlier on.
I don't mean to sound impolite,
but those guys really do need to get a life you know.

Staff Sergeant Choo was in charge on that night.
He is quite a funny guy to begin with. As soon as I heard him speak, I could sense his humour.
Full of lame jokes that got me laughing.
I knew he wasn't that strict afterall and probably that's what motivated me to get into the Express lane.
And to those who don't know him yet,
it aint difficult to spot him from a distance.
He's the only SGT with a MP logo wrapped around his arm and also whose head is balding so much that needs Beijing 101 treatment as soon as possible.

Speaking of security,
this game has drove most of us insane.
Li Soon was the top champion who had advanced to stage 45.
Rumours have said that he stayed overnight in his station just to play the game and not spending the slightest time on his regular meals at all.

It is a highly addictive game and may cause people to neglect their work and family.
It functions like a drug,
and without it...
One wouldn't be able to live on properly.

Warning : Please read the above carefully before trying it out.
I won't be responsible if anything happens.
If not,
by all means...
Go ahead. http://www.xgenstudios.com/castle/castlex.swf

I dare you.

Time of my Life

Has it been more than 2 years already?

I was enlisted in 6 October 2003 and the present date now is 9 October 2005.
I have wasted 2 years of my life and the agony is coming soon to an end.
I would have ORDed by now if I were to serve for 2 freaking years only, and without even touching a single Leave left available.
Why would I have to suffer so much more when I excel better than the others in terms of studies.
Getting a Diploma doesn't mean that I am good in my grades.
It just means that I have succeeded in my own way of obtaining it. (After a total of 5 God damned years.)
Serving more in national service should be the other way round,
and it doesn't make any sense for those who strives hard in society and in return waste more of their time stranded in nowhere beneficial to them.

Well...
4 months more for me and that's it.
What's done cannot be undone.
What's over is in the past.

Starting from November, I will be clearing my Leave of 31 days in total.
I will be taking one day Leave on both Mondays and Fridays. Meaning to say... In the months of November and December, I will only be working 3 days each week; Tuesday, Wednesday and thursday.
And the best has yet to come.

In the whole month of January,
I will only be working for 3 days and then finally collecting my pink IC on the 3rd of February.
I am now on cloud 9 typing all these. It feels so good to be knowing that the finishing line is near and that within these few remaining months, life is going to be real good.
For those who are aware of my plans and also yearning for companionship,
feel free to ask me out for dates.

Right now, I just have to complete the whole of October before my relaxing vacation starts.

Correct me if I am wrong,
but then again...

Wake me up when October ends.

Individual Profession

There's a new Eye Medical Officer around.
He's not exactly new since he has been posted here for a couple of weeks or more already. His name is Jerry Goh and will be replacing Dr Laurence for good and hopefully he doesn't possess any character traits that are similiar to those of the arrogant bastard's.

When he first came to our company, he wasn't used to the new enviroment. It's natural for anyone to be like this, and will tend to be vulnerable to whichever influences that are to fall upon him. Dr Jeremy happened to click rather well with him in the beginning, and managed to hang out with each other more frequently after that.

It is not a surprise that Dr Jerry is also a carrom addict now.
So much for having Dr Jeremy as a role model,
both of them now have nothing else better to accomplish other than playing carrom.

This is how the newcomer looks like.
























Chris JerryGoh should be his full name.

Being a doctor is so much more fortunate than the rest.
Good pay, easy life with a pretty high level of respect.

But it doesn't mean that someone of lesser authorities should be looked down on.

There's this particular old cleaner in our company.
She is rather short, with a hunchback and walks in an uneven swaggered manner. She wears a yellow and green coloured uniform and it's very hard not to spot her.
She is a good friend of the people in the Lab station especially Kong.

As long as Kong is present whenever she walks pass the area, there is bound to have a conversation stirring up.
Kong is more of a listener and usually nods to what she says. He will try to be polite and smile back at her at times. My station is just in front of Lab so I can easily witness whatever that is happening. I noticed that the old cleaner auntie had so much more to talk to with Kong than the rest of the Lab personnels, mainly Elias and Victor.
I don't think that she would ever talk to Elias since she only speaks in Hokkien and she should have realized that Elias is black... Therefore it is almost zero percent chance that he is able to understand her.
Victor don't really understand Hokkien too.
Nevertheless, she still talks to him as she is not observant enough and could not tell from the look on his face.
However, she choses Kong to be a better companion from the two of them.
She likes to talk about her work problems with Kong.
There was once when I accidentally overheard their conversation.

'Wa hey dao eh Jiam Muan jin juey Sai'.
'Sai diao bung eh dao,
Suey bei Lug.'

She was confiding in Kong telling him how tough her job was.
Those inconsiderate people have shat improperly in the toilet bowls resulting in shit splattered everywhere. The whole toilet bowl was filled with shit and no matter how hard she scrubbed, the stains were still there.

'Ah bai wu lang eng Jiam Muan kio e nang eh gi Qiang Jui'.

She told Kong to remind those using the toilet to flush after use.

I didn't expect her to share her personal troubles with just anyone else.
It is far too private and gross to be discussing about a topic like this.

I do have my doubts, but based on my very eyes...
I was beginning to suspect if Kong and the old auntie were having a secret affair.

It is only when Kong was giving her the cold shoulder and trying all means to avoid her then I figured out maybe their relationship was over.
Kong had used her long enough and decided to go for other 'clean' scandals.