:: buble to get in the mood ::

michael buble and hirai ken CD purchases for Valentine's Day today....



- ken hirai is so damn talented -




- Michael Buble trying hard not to look like Bubbles, MJ's old chimp-

jalan-jalan kebun bunga*

i think, for most men and (perhaps some ladies too), to say that 'i like walking in the park' is outright phoney - especially so when it is used as part of the whole courtship process.

phoney or romantic or otherwise - i don't give a shite about what others think.

well, i am not sure if walking in the park can be listed as one of my hobbies, but it is definitely one of my favourite activities (besides sleeping and being a couch-potato).

with good weather, good running shoes, a digi-cam and free parking, i went to the botanic gardens (bukit timah sector) for a lovely stroll in the evening.

it is just me and my cam...



however, the real reason of my walk in the park today is to check out if roller-blading is allowed at the botanic gardens or not.

if yes, i wanna know if the slopes and distance are sufficient for my blading workouts.

if not, i am really, really, really disappointed.

the verdict is shown below:



sigh! like anything that has links with the government, it has its rules and regulations everywhere!!

*for those who are national-language-challenged, it means walking at botanic gardens

:: imagination run wild ::

Chinese New Year dawn...at lonely road 


a friend of mine (ie: Bob) has this HUGE 3-and-a-half storey townhouse somewhere at the private estates of Bukit Timah.

his place is one of our favourite hangouts to chill and merriment.

at the stroke of mid-nite to mark the beginning of the year of rooster, i remembered that our conversations revolved around the ridiculous job offers of a lawyer-friend (who has just returned for good from europe and usa for the past 2 years). he mentioned that the salary offered to him by the 2 local law firms here was what he was paid in 1990, yada yada...

anyhow....

let's just say that the nite ended when most of my friends were knocked out from all the booze...except yours truly :)

they stayed over at bob's while I left around 4.30 am.

now. you tell me.

1) the distance from the house to the main road is some 1.5 km away (yeah, i had the distance measured when i drove there before).

2) the road name is called "Kampong Chantek" (which is still retaining its old Malay spelling, and it means "Beautiful Village"). the old village was reputed to be spooky and haunted. there was even an old tale made into the TV show in channel 5.

3) i did not drive that night.

naturally, the best thing to do is to call a cab. but it would take me some 10 minutes before the taxi reached there.

since i am the sort who do not like to cause any anxiety attacks to taxi drivers (especially at a dead-end quiet road), i decided to go to the guardhouse and wait for the cab there.

bad mistake.

1) the guard was asleep...see even took that shot via my mobile cam. so, no little talks.

2) the damn road was damn quiet and eerie....too many nite creature sounds...i was trying to get my imagination at work so that i will be fully prepared if there should be any 'pontianak' (ie: malay vampire) that lurked. i imagined seeing her on top of trees, or a hand tapping my shoulder, etc etc....

3) i was kinda excited to meet the prospect of a beautiful woman in white walking alone of the street...but it didn't happen :(

finally, the taxi arrived and i just plonked my ass to the seat and doze off until i reached the my home.

guess all that imagination might of helped to prevent any encounter of 'what-ifs', because so far, my encounters with the other side has been warm and cordial....

:: an assh**e equivalent to the face::

:: beauty suspects:: 


it is said that the assh**e is the boss of all human organs. without it, all system will crash.

i think the same for anyone with regards to their appearance, especially to the face, is a good skin.

which is why i really, really hated acne and pimples.

during puberty and teenage years, i always wish that i will be older. quickly.
so that there will not be any more pimples too.

when i am older and wiser now, those stupid pimples still appear on my face.
it is not that i neglected basic routine of cleaning, toning and moisturizing, well, you see ... i had a lot of such products.

label me all you want...metrosexual or whatever crap it is. for me, it is just to take care of basic hygiene of clean skin.

and may i add...these products are for MAN's skin, as i read somewhere that our skin is thicker and rougher than the ladies (with pun intended, of course).

i think i must have spent quite a bit -- any brands with 'homme' is in it, you can bet that i have bought it. but i am not going to name drop here, else some think that i am a 'designer-brand' ______ (fill in your own label here).

BUT when it comes to the crunch...i realised i don't have anything to kill the bloody pimples on my face, which would appear as and when they please.

maybe if i was born somewhere with four seasons, maybe my skin will be like aaron kwok's and andy lau's?

anyone with any suggestion?

::cock-a-doodle::

Gong Xi Fa Cai...ang pow na lai! (hee2)

Prosperous and Lots of Fortune for the Year of the Rooster (ie: cock).
May you have more luck and much joy this time around.

ps: for those who are going for CNY visiting, please dress nicely, won't you. I saw so many today that wear clothes that I would wear at home or to the neighbourhood shops.....please people, it's the New Year....

:: of sand dunes and tunes...:

**added**

with special thanks to cowboy caleb's comments, this is the link to 'sample' (ie: download) this song.

ps: better be quick, it will expire in 7 days...period.
**

"If you're fond of sand dunes and salty air,
quaint little villages here and there...""
(repete muitas vezes)

- At The River, Groove Armada

That tune has been going on and on my head since yesterday.
But it is not fatal enough to be another song addict.

ps: no thanks to the 'house by the river' ads shown on TV. can't remember which development it was for, guess its one near the harbour front

::jay leno and liquid input/output::

i removed the surgical tape from my chin today.

it still swell like hell and my lower lip and jaw are numb.

and i have the chin of Jay Leno.

the stiches are looking fine, within the confinement of my mouth, of course - as i did not want to have any scars should the stiches be done ON my chin.

my brother said that i look so much older with this kind of jaw/chin. well, what did he expect? it was swelling and bruising internally.

i still have to remove the stiches on chinese new year's eve.

on another scientific note - due to the liquid diet, everything that came out of me is liquid form too (gross, but you get my drift :P)


::jay leno anyone? what say you?::


::freddie krueger with his metal teeth anyone?::

:: on MC liao ::

i am in pain right now.

luckily for the pain-killers, else, i do not know what to do.

i had a mini-surgery just now, and the pain from all that stiching has started to surface few hours after that.

you see, i fell and had few cuts in my gum and jaw.

the doctor had it stiched up and i am on medical leave until chinese new year eve.

oh well...swell!

ps: luckily i had tons of dvds from my shopping spree on monday, maybe i will do some movie review, ala agentX.