20th year of existence.
Sunday, August 27, 2006
mused @ 11:32 PM
topped off with shiraz.
happy birthday.
to many more tears and smiles.
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welcome to the ministry of sound
Saturday, August 26, 2006
mused @ 5:08 PM
Yesterday, we went to the ministry of sound. i took the pictures using my k800i. MOS is an ok club, however, it does not have the energy of Zouk. Somehow, i feel people are in MOS just because it is MOS. i mean it just lacks that vibe. in MOS there are 4 sections: smoove, a hip hop area with a caged dance area; 51, a retro area with a floor that changes colour; pure, an all white area lounge for 25 and above only and the main arena, as pictured. the entrance fee is 15 before 0000 hrs with one free drink and 25 after 0000 hrs for 2 free drinks. more pics below.
My sister Amelia and me. (she hates clubbing)
Siyuan, Amelia, Cat and Jeremy.
Watch Steve dance while he still has hair!
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the final flight of the vanguard.
mused @ 4:34 PM
just wednesday, 23 Aug, i so happened to find myself 'invited' to a dinner, to mark the end of the 7th month. actually, it was more like happy hour. db style. there was oysters, seafood ala carte, satay etc etc. the spread really surprised me. but what i saw that night impacted me more then the food.
there i was, with just richmond and me having dinner (albeit uninvited) with specialists and officers, both past and present. and you can sense the comdarie among them. men of all ranks joked openly and sang loudly. the men were bound so tightly together for the last 5-10 years by the organisation. the organisation which was to betray their trust soon enough.
10 years back, the organisation promised men who signed a contract with them an iron rice bowl and a cushy 500k retirement plan. thanks to transformation, that is now just a distant dream. people are now getting laid off from this previously secure career. one that men gave all for, for what they believed to be just cause.
but this betrayal by the organisation cannot break their spirit. under the night sky they had fun and downed beer and made merry. even though they know, this could probably be the last time they could do this again.
ironic that the organisation that brought them together is the one that is about tear them apart from what they have come to love.
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the bangkok syndrome.
Friday, August 11, 2006
mused @ 9:50 PM
how do you separate insanity from courage? it the madness that drives you heroic boldness or just pure insanity? what do you call a person who travels all the way across 2 countries to meet a person who he doesn't even know will accept his love? what do you then call a person who does not make the trip but knows she will accept it?
my dear friend, if you read this, i salute your madness; yet tis like a dream and dreams don't really come true very often in real life. but it would make such a beautiful story. life is such a game, where you do not know what to expect. roger this my friend: you a taking a step into the unknown where the end may be the sweet taste of champagne in both your lips or the salty sadness tinged tears welling in your eyes.
how it it that when you want something so badly, when you finally get it, you feel a sense of loss? sometimes the journey is more important than the goal and this fact i am suddenly realising again. another chapter of my life is going to pass; not a chapter i had wanted but rather forced upon. but when i think back, i have a feeling i will.
'a form of the syndrome may take place in military basic training, in which "training is a mildly traumatic experience intended to produce a bond", with the goal of forming military units which will remain loyal to each other even in life-threatening situations.' - off wikipedia
bangkok was fun. but everything, even what you hated at first, will have to end after all.
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back from bangkok and mildly depressed.
Tuesday, August 01, 2006
mused @ 11:27 PM
I remember when, I remember, I remember when I lost my mind
There was something so pleasant about that phase.
Even your emotions had an echo
In so much space
And when you're out there
Without care,
Yeah, I was out of touch
But it wasn't because I didn't know enough
I just knew too much
Does that make me crazy
Does that make me crazy
Does that make me crazy
Probably
And I hope that you are having the time of your life
But think twice, that's my only advice
Come on now, who do you, who do you, who do you, who do you think you are,
Ha ha ha bless your soul
You really think you're in control
Well, I think you're crazy
I think you're crazy
I think you're crazy
Just like me
My heroes had the heart to lose their lives out on a limb
And all I remember is thinking, I want to be like them
Ever since I was little, ever since I was little it looked like fun
And it's no coincidence I've come
And I can die when I'm done
Maybe I'm crazy
Maybe you're crazy
Maybe we're crazy
Probably
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