I went to New Balance shoe sale today, limped actually cause i tore something in my left knee. when i stood at the corridor i could feel the sinapore spirit implode in me. yes, all inhibitions set free, the kiasu spirit soared into the atmosphere. i rolled up my sleeves, clenched my fist, contracted my calf muscles, its time to showdown. *i really did not do all that*
there was this ang moh couple who stood beside me, if i read correctly from their wide eyes as though they saw some one with six legs buying shoes, awe struck. i looked at their expressions with amusement, resisting the urge to say "welcome to singapore".
back to my brawl with fellow kiasuist *you can quote me on this*, i shoved and jostle through the crowd to the counter. it was then when i understood why this sale pulled such a crowd; shoe with a store price of $145 was sold at 80 dollars *cheap ar cheap*
Pandemonium erupted right inside the room. there where aunties grabbing 4 pairs of shoes in their right hand and their screaming babies in the other; there were uncles wearing 2 or more tee shirts over their sweaty singlets as though they are trying to mark their selected tees with their smell; young people clutching 6-7 clothes hangers under their armpits while bringing the tees to their shoulders; the most irritating of all were the children huddling in every single corner playing their PSPs, absolutely indifferent to the seductively low prices. please respect the kiasuists, show some enthusiasm or just get out. kiasuist chapter 6 verse 12: all corners are for shoe/garment fitting, absolutely no hogging.
while i screamed my shoe size into the ears of jeffery mok *yea he was there*, the other kiasuist were either busy balancing 4 to 5 boxes of shoes at the cashier or busy assuming that they have 10 pairs of legs (they were trying out 10 nor more pairs of shoes at once).
oh yea i happen to know 5 out of the 7 helpers there (what the hell is this? Friends-of-ken-yan gathering?)
that aside i left the sale with 3 pairs of shoes 2 tees and one jacket. and for the record even though all the tees and jacket were mine, i only bought one pair of shoes
as i left saw the ang moh couple all dejected and empty handed. either they have feet size of a yeti or they juist cant beat the singaporeans at the kiasu showdown ( refers to all shoe/garment warehouse sales, free gift counters, and Macdonalds outlets during the hello kitty seasons)
Saturday, November 22, 2008
back from camp
yn and eil are back from China woohoo. and at this moment as i blog, eileen is blogging as well while our dearest yining is trying her very best to scrape every bit of china out from her scalp.
before i forget i must really tell you guys how camp was like.
camping is forever such a hassle. it was fun while it lasted.
first day was our land expedition and so we walk 5km, that bloody 5 km earned my group 2 points and me 3 blisters on my feet. nightcycle was great feeling with the wind in my hair and the smell of nectar in the cold yet lonely night. the trees cried in the wind as though calling out for us to stop, to listen, to accompany. the horny cicada screamed out for their mates in the silent night. actually none of that happened, except the cicada part which Estelle insisted on. our dearest group ic (adrian) decided to stock up on apollo biscuits from the snack pile during the break, which we feasted on day 3 in the guy's dorms ... without the girls.
second day was sea exp so we build a raft out of barrels and poles which was to be sailed out to sea. under the delusion that the raft we built will float, we proudly set it out to sail. well it wasnt long before the raft started to disintegrate - one barrel abandoned the raft at mid-sea. it wasnt all bad except we had to turn back half way coz we were too bloody slow.
third day was kayaking. woo hoo hot and sexy all the way with Safarina (what a pretty name). oozing with charm and energy out at sea, i can confidently say that all the other kayakers were jealous of us especially the sorrowful duo who went "fat", "ugly" at alternate strokes. we had out door cooking that day as well which wasnt much of a disaster (besides the part where i broke our only two eggs on the first day of camp) considering we got 3rd out of 8 groups. the corned beef looked like dog food but if you really stared hard you would have really though they were meat balls. thank god we pulled that off in front of the judges. group 2 FTW!!
fourth day was ropes course... nothing much to talk about except how the teachers cheated us of the ride on the zip line and how they threatened to burst our testicles with the freaking tight harnesses and taut belaying rope at every station.
fifth day was a 8km run at 3AM. i officially declare my legs fake from now on. we did an area clean up after during which my group had to clean the bunks, good luck to those cleaning the toilets (floating pads, squished worms, disposable undies you get the idea). nothing note worthy except you can observe how often people turn a blind eye to a mountain of sand at the corner.
food everyday was ok except my group mates dont eat their greens and i end up with 4-5 serving of vegetables.
lastly, it is true that you lose weight after camp, this applies to everyone, no matter what weight. got 1.5kg over 5 days now i am bloody 48kg. FREAKING 48kg. all time low in 3 months
before i forget i must really tell you guys how camp was like.
camping is forever such a hassle. it was fun while it lasted.
first day was our land expedition and so we walk 5km, that bloody 5 km earned my group 2 points and me 3 blisters on my feet. nightcycle was great feeling with the wind in my hair and the smell of nectar in the cold yet lonely night. the trees cried in the wind as though calling out for us to stop, to listen, to accompany. the horny cicada screamed out for their mates in the silent night. actually none of that happened, except the cicada part which Estelle insisted on. our dearest group ic (adrian) decided to stock up on apollo biscuits from the snack pile during the break, which we feasted on day 3 in the guy's dorms ... without the girls.
second day was sea exp so we build a raft out of barrels and poles which was to be sailed out to sea. under the delusion that the raft we built will float, we proudly set it out to sail. well it wasnt long before the raft started to disintegrate - one barrel abandoned the raft at mid-sea. it wasnt all bad except we had to turn back half way coz we were too bloody slow.
third day was kayaking. woo hoo hot and sexy all the way with Safarina (what a pretty name). oozing with charm and energy out at sea, i can confidently say that all the other kayakers were jealous of us especially the sorrowful duo who went "fat", "ugly" at alternate strokes. we had out door cooking that day as well which wasnt much of a disaster (besides the part where i broke our only two eggs on the first day of camp) considering we got 3rd out of 8 groups. the corned beef looked like dog food but if you really stared hard you would have really though they were meat balls. thank god we pulled that off in front of the judges. group 2 FTW!!
fourth day was ropes course... nothing much to talk about except how the teachers cheated us of the ride on the zip line and how they threatened to burst our testicles with the freaking tight harnesses and taut belaying rope at every station.
fifth day was a 8km run at 3AM. i officially declare my legs fake from now on. we did an area clean up after during which my group had to clean the bunks, good luck to those cleaning the toilets (floating pads, squished worms, disposable undies you get the idea). nothing note worthy except you can observe how often people turn a blind eye to a mountain of sand at the corner.
food everyday was ok except my group mates dont eat their greens and i end up with 4-5 serving of vegetables.
lastly, it is true that you lose weight after camp, this applies to everyone, no matter what weight. got 1.5kg over 5 days now i am bloody 48kg. FREAKING 48kg. all time low in 3 months
Sunday, November 9, 2008
Saving her
i just watched Money Not Enough II (not the deliberate grammar mistake) today. yea its another typical Singaporean with heaps of subtle morality crap. crappy show but it still got to me.
There is this scene where this guy's daughter and mom in need of urgent blood transfusion but there is only one bag of blood. be warned that the director made this a very tilted balance by casting the daughter young and hot while the grandmother is all old and dying. "save the daughter" i hear you scream, and that was exactly what the guy did. this is another 2-people-drowning-but-who-would-you-save question, the one which baffled everyone, well me at least, for all these years. who would i save?
i really don't know the answer, if i were to be in that situation i would come up with a santa claus' gift list long debate on who to save, but by then both would have drowned. this is everyone's weakness i guess, indecision i mean. when it comes to 2 things that one values most, it is hard for one to take side.
ask yourself who would you save if both your daughter and mother were drowning. if you can come up with an answer in 3 seconds, "you are inhuman" i say.
There is this scene where this guy's daughter and mom in need of urgent blood transfusion but there is only one bag of blood. be warned that the director made this a very tilted balance by casting the daughter young and hot while the grandmother is all old and dying. "save the daughter" i hear you scream, and that was exactly what the guy did. this is another 2-people-drowning-but-who-would-you-save question, the one which baffled everyone, well me at least, for all these years. who would i save?
i really don't know the answer, if i were to be in that situation i would come up with a santa claus' gift list long debate on who to save, but by then both would have drowned. this is everyone's weakness i guess, indecision i mean. when it comes to 2 things that one values most, it is hard for one to take side.
ask yourself who would you save if both your daughter and mother were drowning. if you can come up with an answer in 3 seconds, "you are inhuman" i say.
Monday, November 3, 2008
SBW
just read SBW's blog and i almost shot vomit all over the floor. SBW i really a walking scandal machine bleh the ugliest bitch around (dont worry stef you are better than her).
i just checked her photostrip and god it was TRUE her boobs SAG. its terrible. how do you put this nicely,
erm her boobs reached her knees? actually they are more of searching for coins on the floor. or rather, she has to drag them around as she walks. i really cant describe the SAGGINESS.
i just checked her photostrip and god it was TRUE her boobs SAG. its terrible. how do you put this nicely,
erm her boobs reached her knees? actually they are more of searching for coins on the floor. or rather, she has to drag them around as she walks. i really cant describe the SAGGINESS.
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