The past, present and future
"The past is over and done with.
Some may be sorry to see it gone.
WhiLe others rejoice at the changes that have been made.
And there wiLL be more changes stiLL in the future,
For the cycle of Life aLways moves forward.
The past is gone except for men's memories."
- Dannie, adidas.
.. retaiL is more than juz saLes. At Least, being in adidas suntec with a wonderfuL bunch of peeps.
Thursday, July 13, 2006
Tuesday, July 11, 2006
Saturday, July 08, 2006
This Moment
This moment, I am at Pasir Ris Costa Sands resort, standing by the free internet kiosk whiLe the rest of the Adidas peeps are having fun catching up with one another. This moment, I can see Dereck doing dirty dancing. This moment, Mummy Khing is Laughing watching the dance cLip caught on video. This moment, Christine is sitting aLongside Miko having booze and eating cup noodLe ..
This moment .. wiLL be past ..
This moment, I am at Pasir Ris Costa Sands resort, standing by the free internet kiosk whiLe the rest of the Adidas peeps are having fun catching up with one another. This moment, I can see Dereck doing dirty dancing. This moment, Mummy Khing is Laughing watching the dance cLip caught on video. This moment, Christine is sitting aLongside Miko having booze and eating cup noodLe ..
This moment .. wiLL be past ..
Monday, June 26, 2006
The RIDE
In KuaLa Lumpur's Times Square, there is an internaL theme park. In this theme park there is this ride ..
It spins and then it spins faster and faster, forcing the person beside you to squeeze you to the side. This day, I embarked on this ride for the first time ..
As it spun and with Her into me onto the side, I Laughed .. and Laughed .. and Laughed ..
Was it becoz of Her hair that keep sLapping into my face? Or was it coz I thought She was heavy? I reLi dunnoe. I juz cant stop Laughing!
Damn this ride is good. Come to think of it, itz been ages since I Last Laughed Like that.
And throughout the ride, I was Laughing. My abdomen was strained at the end of it ..
.. and She thought I was crazy.
So, before we went off, we rode on it again. The same thing happened. I cant stop Laughing!
Anyway Happy 21st Burfday to You. Thank you for everything.
In KuaLa Lumpur's Times Square, there is an internaL theme park. In this theme park there is this ride ..
It spins and then it spins faster and faster, forcing the person beside you to squeeze you to the side. This day, I embarked on this ride for the first time ..
As it spun and with Her into me onto the side, I Laughed .. and Laughed .. and Laughed ..
Was it becoz of Her hair that keep sLapping into my face? Or was it coz I thought She was heavy? I reLi dunnoe. I juz cant stop Laughing!
Damn this ride is good. Come to think of it, itz been ages since I Last Laughed Like that.
And throughout the ride, I was Laughing. My abdomen was strained at the end of it ..
.. and She thought I was crazy.
So, before we went off, we rode on it again. The same thing happened. I cant stop Laughing!
Anyway Happy 21st Burfday to You. Thank you for everything.
Monday, June 19, 2006
See-saw
Nuff said about my Europe trip .. my finaL destination was Frankfurt and it took me another unforgettabLe experience to reach there. From Stuttgart, I boarded the right train, but aLighted at the wrong city! And so I had to expLore Maine for a coupLe of hours before the next train that came aLong for Frankfurt.
Using the same ticket which was not "right" .. I boarded in hope the ticketing officer wiLL not come to me asking for my ticket. FYI, re-purchase of a train ticket wiLL cost me another 30 euros = SGD 60 .. no way am I gonna pay for that. And so my worst fear came, the ticketing officer appeared in my cabin. If she finds out I wouLD have juz bLoody taLked to her in EngLish and act bLur. And so .. she took the ticket, took a quick gLance, chopped it, and returned to me, stiLL praying hard.
CLose shave.
And so the concLusion, Germans are simpLe-minded, and itz darn true.
Being back in Singapore was a revoLution in a personaL point of view .. I was back to work at adidas, together with a coupLe of other matters to settLe. Seems Like every decision I have to make wiLL mouLd what my Life wouLd become .. but regrets are not part of my Life.
To have done and faLLen, you Learn. To have never done and never faLLen, you regret.
To me, Life is aLL about triaL and errors. I mean, wat have you gotta Lose anyway?
RecentLy, I'm gLad I've the chance to taLk to a few peopLe Like my store manager, EiLeen, and of course SheiLey. It made me Look at many things in a very different perspective and open my teeny mind. I thank them ..
ALso met quite some new peopLe in adidas who brought so much happiness to working, probabLy coz I have to quit in a month for the government caLLup (finaLLy) ..
These days, I've witnessed so many probLematic reLationships. Hearing is bad enough, but to experience it is even worse. Just today, whiLe I was waiting for bus home from Pasir Ris, a Lady was pressured over the phone by her boyfriend for not meeting him up .. and then near my house I saw a coupLe in their Late twenties arguing, and the guy came out with the F-word on her.
Good gracious, do peopLe know how to handLe and maintain heaLthy reLationships not? I may have faiLed once, but I have Learnt so much so that it wouLd be so difficuLt to err again.
Patience is the key.
Anyway in most cases, there wiLL aLways be an exceLLent "giver" and a "taker", depending on who Loves the other more.
So juz Like a see-saw, reLationships can never have a perfect baLance. One side wiLL have to be up and the other, down. It wouLd be nice to see both parties enjoying the ride, but the "giver" wiLL aLways be trying to controL the see-saw to make the "taker" happier and excited.
I wonder .. when wiLL the "taker" do the same?
Monday, June 12, 2006
DeutschLand
..
Leaving Paris was a screwed experience, too. I missed the fLight becoz I arrived five minutes Late. No compLaints about it coz I simpLy oversLept. Thus hung around in Paris city for another two days before I successfuLLy embarked into a new worLd - DeutschLand.
City where I arrived .. Stuttgart, and it was aLready aLmost midnight when I set foot on it. Yet another chaLLenging experience. To be aLone carry two Luggages wandering in an unknown Land speaking an unknown Language .. weLL I aLways have EngLish Language to survive on. It took me an hour to find my way out of the Stuttgart airport to the German raiL network and to the Youth hosteL. I can stiLL remember the receptionist that night - Mr. DarreL, a bLack American guy who moved to Germany 25 years before my arrivaL.
Mr. DarreL is a typicaL German, speaks simpLe EngLish, does routine stuff. But that night, he did something out of the German way. F.Y.I, Germans are very Law-abiding .. on roads even without cars, the peopLe wiLL stiLL wait for the fLashing Green Man. Take for exampLe, DaryL Marc who was totaLLy infLuenced by the German Life. I was aLready haLfway across the road and he is stiLL dreaming of the fLashing Green Man.
Man, wat more can I say but send my gratitute to him for aLLowing me to sLeep in a four-men bedroom on my own becoz the first room I went was occupied by snoozers who snoozed so Loud, I Left the room as soon as I opened it.
And so my first night in Stuttgart, sLeeping in a room aLL on my own. I couLd do everything so freeLy .. waLk naked, shower without having to shut the door and Leave my stuff aLL around .. juz for that night.
DaryL Marc wouLd be here in Stuttgart by evening to "visit" me from his town two hours trainride away the next day.
to be continued ..
..
Leaving Paris was a screwed experience, too. I missed the fLight becoz I arrived five minutes Late. No compLaints about it coz I simpLy oversLept. Thus hung around in Paris city for another two days before I successfuLLy embarked into a new worLd - DeutschLand.
City where I arrived .. Stuttgart, and it was aLready aLmost midnight when I set foot on it. Yet another chaLLenging experience. To be aLone carry two Luggages wandering in an unknown Land speaking an unknown Language .. weLL I aLways have EngLish Language to survive on. It took me an hour to find my way out of the Stuttgart airport to the German raiL network and to the Youth hosteL. I can stiLL remember the receptionist that night - Mr. DarreL, a bLack American guy who moved to Germany 25 years before my arrivaL.
Mr. DarreL is a typicaL German, speaks simpLe EngLish, does routine stuff. But that night, he did something out of the German way. F.Y.I, Germans are very Law-abiding .. on roads even without cars, the peopLe wiLL stiLL wait for the fLashing Green Man. Take for exampLe, DaryL Marc who was totaLLy infLuenced by the German Life. I was aLready haLfway across the road and he is stiLL dreaming of the fLashing Green Man.
Man, wat more can I say but send my gratitute to him for aLLowing me to sLeep in a four-men bedroom on my own becoz the first room I went was occupied by snoozers who snoozed so Loud, I Left the room as soon as I opened it.
And so my first night in Stuttgart, sLeeping in a room aLL on my own. I couLd do everything so freeLy .. waLk naked, shower without having to shut the door and Leave my stuff aLL around .. juz for that night.
DaryL Marc wouLd be here in Stuttgart by evening to "visit" me from his town two hours trainride away the next day.
to be continued ..
Tuesday, May 30, 2006
Paris
At aLL times in our Singaporean minds, Paris is a beautifuL city .. The EiffeL Tower .. Notre Damm Church .. The Arc .. Champs-ELysee .. Luis Vuitton .. romantic evenings ..
Yes. everything that you have imagined, are true for they are what I have seen, but not wat I have experienced.
When I came back, I toLd Mummy Khing, that Paris ain as beautifuL as we aLL can imagine, so dirty, fuLL of shit (its true). PeopLe pee on streets in broad dayLight, dogs can poo at any corner except on grass patches and damn dry, dusty air. On any freezing Late night, standing by a corner on the street whiLe waiting for ur frenz to come back from pubbing, you are deemed as a suspected drug addict. You get fuLL bodychecked by the patroLLing LocaL poLice who confidentLy thought they are gonna find something, ended up finding no drugs but some EiffeL Tower keychains, and Last but not Least getting accused of being the seLLer of the keychains. Man, I may be yeLLow-skinned, but I am not any desperate for money or drugs.
They have got it aLL wrong, compLeteLy and totaLLy.
That night, my worst night in Life I swear. I have never been as humiLiated as before. If they think the coLd wasnt enough, I thank them for giving me so much to make history in a chapter of my Life.
Fucking French cops.
Maybe I am not in the right pLace at aLL. Paris ain the pLace for Lone rangers.
Mummy Khing said, "The beauty of Paris can onLy been seen through the eyes of the Love one .."
Nuff said.
But my week in Paris ain spoiLed by juz one night. I enjoyed pLaying footbaLL with the French men; they are good, passionate peopLe. I joined a group of boys near EiffeL Tower that day and it was interesting to see more peopLe joining as evening arrives, kids of five or six years, peopLe who kuz knocked off from work, juz finished Lessons and they came to pLay, juz to pLay.
FootbaLL, became the common Language.
One asked if I am BraziLian. I said no, Im from Singapore and I cud see a question mark as high as EiffeL Tower Looming above his head. WeLL, no French wiLL know where Singapore is unLess it was by accident they had to use magnifying gLass for Geography Lesson. Either that, or they have very good generaL knowLedge.
Paris evenings ain that speciaL, juz normaL. You see coupLes spending quaLity time together .. you see big groups of frenz coming together catching up with one another .. you see a very beautifuL sky which you cannot see anywhere eLse in Singapore .. but, you feeL juz Like a video recorder. Itz aLL but recorded inside my head.
to be continued ..
At aLL times in our Singaporean minds, Paris is a beautifuL city .. The EiffeL Tower .. Notre Damm Church .. The Arc .. Champs-ELysee .. Luis Vuitton .. romantic evenings ..
Yes. everything that you have imagined, are true for they are what I have seen, but not wat I have experienced.
When I came back, I toLd Mummy Khing, that Paris ain as beautifuL as we aLL can imagine, so dirty, fuLL of shit (its true). PeopLe pee on streets in broad dayLight, dogs can poo at any corner except on grass patches and damn dry, dusty air. On any freezing Late night, standing by a corner on the street whiLe waiting for ur frenz to come back from pubbing, you are deemed as a suspected drug addict. You get fuLL bodychecked by the patroLLing LocaL poLice who confidentLy thought they are gonna find something, ended up finding no drugs but some EiffeL Tower keychains, and Last but not Least getting accused of being the seLLer of the keychains. Man, I may be yeLLow-skinned, but I am not any desperate for money or drugs.
They have got it aLL wrong, compLeteLy and totaLLy.
That night, my worst night in Life I swear. I have never been as humiLiated as before. If they think the coLd wasnt enough, I thank them for giving me so much to make history in a chapter of my Life.
Fucking French cops.
Maybe I am not in the right pLace at aLL. Paris ain the pLace for Lone rangers.
Mummy Khing said, "The beauty of Paris can onLy been seen through the eyes of the Love one .."
Nuff said.
But my week in Paris ain spoiLed by juz one night. I enjoyed pLaying footbaLL with the French men; they are good, passionate peopLe. I joined a group of boys near EiffeL Tower that day and it was interesting to see more peopLe joining as evening arrives, kids of five or six years, peopLe who kuz knocked off from work, juz finished Lessons and they came to pLay, juz to pLay.
FootbaLL, became the common Language.
One asked if I am BraziLian. I said no, Im from Singapore and I cud see a question mark as high as EiffeL Tower Looming above his head. WeLL, no French wiLL know where Singapore is unLess it was by accident they had to use magnifying gLass for Geography Lesson. Either that, or they have very good generaL knowLedge.
Paris evenings ain that speciaL, juz normaL. You see coupLes spending quaLity time together .. you see big groups of frenz coming together catching up with one another .. you see a very beautifuL sky which you cannot see anywhere eLse in Singapore .. but, you feeL juz Like a video recorder. Itz aLL but recorded inside my head.
to be continued ..
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