To all who read this post (which i believe amounts to about 4), I've decided to get a new lease of life, and move on. This blog is stagnant man.
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Wednesday, September 9, 2009
Monday, July 20, 2009
Yet Conned
Funniest thing happened to droo and me yesterday! We were eating at our favourite Hainanese Restaurant, Yet Con, where the food is unashamedly homely and distinctively Hainanese, the wait staff make YOU wait for them, the prices dependant on the owner's mood, and the heavy disability to even looked surprised if the bill is about 4.5 times more than you expected it to be.
We ended up ordering up a feast, as we normally do, and clocked for this round, half a chicken, a plate of liver and innards, pork chops, roast pork, and chap chye, together with rice, drinks and coffee at the end. As we were happily feasting, and nearing the conclusion of the platoon-feeding meal (WHICH WE FINISHED), we were cringing at the possible price to pay...
There was a slugfest going on in front, when we were queuing to pay, which involved the elderly, no-nonsense-'cos-I'm-Hainanese-and-this-is-my-bloody-restaurant, proprietor, and a disgruntled chinese lady who apparently felt cheated at paying $10 for kangkong. While they were mudslinging, we sullenly realised that if she had to pay $10 for Kangkong, lord knows how much we had to fork out for our meal.
After she stormed off swearing never to come back again, he smiled to his customers, who by then were staring as though he was about to close the shop there and there, and some were, from the look in their eyes, contemplating wolfing down as much as they could before they were kicked out. He muttered something about if everyone who ate here was a Chinaman, he'd might as well not do business, and when it finally came to our turn, he looked at us, looked at our table, and said, $28 bucks. We were stunned. A far cry from the $50 we expected. We triple-checked with him, and he gave us the look that said, "Charity does not occur everyday." We paid, left, howled with laughter outside, and went to celebrate at Shokudo, eating crepes and waffles.
Interesting people, we hainanese folk are! =)
We ended up ordering up a feast, as we normally do, and clocked for this round, half a chicken, a plate of liver and innards, pork chops, roast pork, and chap chye, together with rice, drinks and coffee at the end. As we were happily feasting, and nearing the conclusion of the platoon-feeding meal (WHICH WE FINISHED), we were cringing at the possible price to pay...
There was a slugfest going on in front, when we were queuing to pay, which involved the elderly, no-nonsense-'cos-I'm-Hainanese-and-this-is-my-bloody-restaurant, proprietor, and a disgruntled chinese lady who apparently felt cheated at paying $10 for kangkong. While they were mudslinging, we sullenly realised that if she had to pay $10 for Kangkong, lord knows how much we had to fork out for our meal.
After she stormed off swearing never to come back again, he smiled to his customers, who by then were staring as though he was about to close the shop there and there, and some were, from the look in their eyes, contemplating wolfing down as much as they could before they were kicked out. He muttered something about if everyone who ate here was a Chinaman, he'd might as well not do business, and when it finally came to our turn, he looked at us, looked at our table, and said, $28 bucks. We were stunned. A far cry from the $50 we expected. We triple-checked with him, and he gave us the look that said, "Charity does not occur everyday." We paid, left, howled with laughter outside, and went to celebrate at Shokudo, eating crepes and waffles.
Interesting people, we hainanese folk are! =)
Sunday, June 7, 2009
Hmmm...
Just had an amazing discussion about life, which really pulled out deep reserves of thought and feelings which I could never express as anything more than an interesting thought. It was a really really long discussion on Colosso, and where we would want to go from now til the end, and how differences in motives, ideals and mindsets can lead to the dissolution of partnerships and friendships. It was an excellent discussion, one which provoked deep thought and clarity in me, and amazingly, I see now what could be, and what I want.
I realized now why I wanted this so much. It's the brainchild of the 3 of us. Something that we've worked hard to develop, and something that's exclusively the 3 of us. Colosso is more than just a simple get-rich scheme cooked up by 3 jabronis keen on making a quick buck. It's a beautiful concept, what we have in mind, and hopefully, post-graduation and in the not-so-distant future, Colosso can make its mark on the world, from designer-dog bistros to up-market joints.
The 3 of us, we've practically grown up together, and have remained the best of friends for so long. Think I can almost safely say that apart from my brothers, these 2 are the ones whom I really really bond with, who know both my strengths and weaknesses, and shared both good and tough times. I count myself fortunate to even know them, let along be proud enough to call them my best friends. Tough to be able to fully trust people these days, but these 2 are friends for life.
=)
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
Random Collection of Jumbles
Hmmm, I think I've officially decided that I make a lousy blogger. Everytime I have something to jot down, and I remind myself to do so on the blog, I end up playing Dota with the guys, so I don't update my blog for months on end. Some people are just not meant to have direction in their lives, I guess.. =(
Well, I'm 21 now! Haha.. As of 7 days ago, to be exact. It's been a tumultuous 21 years, filled with, first and foremost, life. Most people are probably gonna roll their eyes at me when they see this, but really, what IS life? Many people I know now, are caught up in money-making or work, such that they become shrouded to the world around them, and the joys of living! Now, I'm not one of those hippies who believes that love is the ONLY thing can sustain us, but then, if you don't even love living life and the small things that make it so beautiful, why are you here in the first place? I'm really thankful for the bunch of chums that I have, who never fail to gladden my heart when we play ball or go out and eat. It really does makes me feel blessed that I have the opportunity to know this people, however cliched that might sound. Whenever Cyn and I have dinner, we always look around, just to look at other couples around us. It amazes me how many people actually sit there, mechanically eating dinner, waiting perhaps, in vain, for their partner to surprise them with a witty comment or a smile, instead of blankly staring at their food. Kinda sad, considering that being in a stale or loveless relationship is one of the most frustrating things known to man. I'm happy as pie to have Cyn with me, 'cos there almost never is a dull moment between us. It's amazing how we connect, and despite the sometimes trivial issues that we have, as most couples do, I would never trade her for anyone else! I love you!
Recently there's been this big issue, stemming from AWARE, about Christian hardliners and them putting into the minds of other secular or religious organizations a negative image of the modern-day Christian. I must say, I have to agree with many of my friends, that it's really not fair that some people just cannot see past their noses at the bigger picture around the world. While I don't believe that most Christians are so hard-up and rigid in their beliefs, it must be said that there's a growing number of modern Christians who seem to be overly fervent in their worshipping of the Lord. With all respect meant to everyone, I think people should take a step back and look at the larger picture around them. Especially in Singapore, racial and religious harmony should be the foremost on the minds of all. I love the way how Singaporean muslims and christians and buddhists walk around in perfect harmony, sharing their beliefs and ideals over a cuppa Kopi. Right, shall not get too involved!
Lastly, COLOSSO JUST CELEBRATED IT'S FIRST SUCCESSFUL FUNCTION! We did it! From customer-requested setting up of a BBQ, to the homemade lemon spritzers and hot dogs, and the hiring of 3 gorgeous girls to help out, made it a great success! If anyone's interested, the web's www.theageoffood.com ! Hopefully, this is the start of a long and successful business enterprise to come!
Alright, I'll bail now! Cheerio, til next time!
Monday, May 25, 2009
Birthday!
Had an awesome party, this party with my closest and best friends, in a place where the ambience is just perfect, the food nicely satisfying, the company and laughter badly sought after! Had it at Peach Garden in OCBC Building, and it was just the most awesome ever! Check out my facebook for more pics! =)
Saturday, May 9, 2009
Beautiful Tragedy
Well. I just lost a friend. My best friend in the Police Force. Gone in a single night, without even the chance to say good-bye, before departing this world. Such a person he was. Confident yet shy, funny yet broodingly serious, cheap and giving. He was a person whom you just wanted to know, so that you can tell people, yeah, I have a friend! An Arab friend who looks like a Russian, who's cool and gets chicks! And guess what, he's my very good friend!
My friend Faruk just passed away. He got killed in an accident, while riding his bike home in the wee hours of Thursday morning. He was sending a girl back, and got killed on the way home. Funny thing is, he was actually thinking of selling his bike, before uni. Cruel ironies of life eh?
I don't exactly know how to feel or what to feel now, it's kinda numb, seeing that he's no longer here, but yet, the memories I have are all of him grinning his arse off, or pulling off some joke that gets the whole office on their knees. The cool dance moves, the nonchalant attitude. The accidental humour during ops duty, my partner-in-crime for most occurences at work, and my true partner-in-hand during ops. On one hand, it's really painful that he's gone. On the other hand, something beautifully tragic occured yesterday, when i found out.
It rained. It was a gentle rain, soothing yet unrelenting. According to Islamic beliefs, if a person passes away on a Friday and it's raining, it means that God loves him very much. When I informed my friends in Aussie that he was gone, apparently, it was raining there too. And as we were leaving, there was a rainbow in the sky. Poetic, poignant moment.
To Faruk: It really sucks that you're gone man. We just played soccer a few weeks ago, and you're unaware of this, but we were gonna arrange another one. We were brothers, and we shared so much. I really really miss you so much, your laughter, your curly hair, the look on your face as we did stupid dances and laughed at stupid things with Hilman... I miss the outings we had, chilling at cafes with Muhd, Khai, Cyn and Jue Luo... I miss all the stupid times in the office, the times in the gym and the canteen. I miss you, very much. God Bless You, wherever you are. Hope He treated you well, as you deserve nothing but the best.
Take care, Ayuk.
Salaam Aleikum.
My friend Faruk just passed away. He got killed in an accident, while riding his bike home in the wee hours of Thursday morning. He was sending a girl back, and got killed on the way home. Funny thing is, he was actually thinking of selling his bike, before uni. Cruel ironies of life eh?
I don't exactly know how to feel or what to feel now, it's kinda numb, seeing that he's no longer here, but yet, the memories I have are all of him grinning his arse off, or pulling off some joke that gets the whole office on their knees. The cool dance moves, the nonchalant attitude. The accidental humour during ops duty, my partner-in-crime for most occurences at work, and my true partner-in-hand during ops. On one hand, it's really painful that he's gone. On the other hand, something beautifully tragic occured yesterday, when i found out.
It rained. It was a gentle rain, soothing yet unrelenting. According to Islamic beliefs, if a person passes away on a Friday and it's raining, it means that God loves him very much. When I informed my friends in Aussie that he was gone, apparently, it was raining there too. And as we were leaving, there was a rainbow in the sky. Poetic, poignant moment.
To Faruk: It really sucks that you're gone man. We just played soccer a few weeks ago, and you're unaware of this, but we were gonna arrange another one. We were brothers, and we shared so much. I really really miss you so much, your laughter, your curly hair, the look on your face as we did stupid dances and laughed at stupid things with Hilman... I miss the outings we had, chilling at cafes with Muhd, Khai, Cyn and Jue Luo... I miss all the stupid times in the office, the times in the gym and the canteen. I miss you, very much. God Bless You, wherever you are. Hope He treated you well, as you deserve nothing but the best.
Take care, Ayuk.
Salaam Aleikum.
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
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