Get this man a Hoegarrden!

Went for training yesterday, it was pouring by the time we got into the boats. I could sense that some were not exactly doing their best cuz the boat was not moving fast enough and it got frustrating after rowing for a while. I mean, why get into the boat when you know you’re not gonna put in any effort at all? It’s called dragon boat RACING, not ROWING.

Got some friends down to Wala Wala for drinks and also to celebrate Mike & Anni tying the knot. Thinking it’ll be crowded like a Saturday, hauled my ass up there at around 8. The place was almost deserted, goody. Parked myself at Brandon and his twin brother’s table and ordered a Kilkenny. The twin is doing some corporate video thingy, and animation too I think, very interesting to hear him talk about his job. I then offered him some perspectives about mine and we had a few laughs. My friends came one by one, and Brandon was hitting on one of the girls. Man, he is smooooth. The force is strong in this one.

My Sis arrives just in time for the 1st set. She’s not feeling well so couldn’t do any rock numbers, so I couldn’t get my headbanging started up. Still, very decent considering she almost croaks instead of talk. I like her attitude on stage; when she’s nice she’s very nice, but when she’s bad, she’s a bitch! Ha ha. Got Mike and Anni on stage and he sang a song for her, well the chorus at least. Then they were made to dance too. They probably didn’t have enough alcohol in them yet, cuz Mike was just like, standing there! Hmm, making mental note to booze them up tomorrow. Wanted to play with the lightsaber that my Sis was waving on stage but I guess it was too precious so couldn’t get me hands on it.

Clarrdy decides to go to Madam Wong after Wala Wala. I had to stop outside to puke my guts out first. Guess cutting down drinking has its flip side; I used to do so well throughout a night of drinking. Got touchy feely with a gal friend we met inside, but still came home alone. Crashed onto the bed. Set alarm to wake up to watch the morning show today.

The lost weekends

Great. Now that there’'s no more soccer to watch on weekends what do I do? I mean how do I fill my time between 7pm-2am now that I can’'t watch the drama that unfolds on the soccer pitch? Where do I find inspirations of battles between David and Goliath? The bad acting that comes along. For a good 6 months this was my staple, I'’ve almost given up on free-to-air channels, preferring to set Channel 23/24 as my favorites.

Well, let'’s consider the alternatives. I could watch more movies. I could put in more time for exercise. I'’d get to see my friends more on weekends. Maybe I'’d put in some time to upgrade my PC. Housework in the evenings, hmm sounds like an idea. Let'’s not forget to thank Sony for coming up with the PSP.

The company has announced its profits for the financial year. As part of profit sharing we be getting few months of bonus. I’'m already planning on how to spend some. Upgrading for the PC. Laying my hands on a digital camera. Stashing some away. That'’s the nice thing about being single sometimes, diapers, schoolbooks; milk powder is never on your shopping list.

I'’m feeling guilty about not turning up for training yesterday. I did come back from a long flight in the morning, but that really isn'’t a good excuse. Have to remind myself that this is just a small blip, and that I should not dwell on it but look forward to the next training that I can attend. I don'’t hear many people voicing their guilt when they can'’t commit to something as innocent as exercise. Perhaps I really have too much time on my hands??…

Date is set. I'’m watching Star Wars III tomorrow at 4pm, then again on Friday morning. Heck if what they say about digital theatre is so good, I might even catch it a 3rd time!

I'm so proud of my Sis...

Usually I like to tell people that I have a younger sister who sings very well for a living. And usually they always ask," How about yourself? ". Just they wait, one of these days I'll be doing my do and see them jaws all drop!

Back to my Sis. She's talented, from a young age. She's either drawing, or writing, or acting, or singing. I remember her teacher called from school to tell me that although she sucks in her other subject, my Sis has undiscovered talent. Well 10yrs on, there she is on stage. I wonder if she ever asks her former teachers to go listen to her?

Anyways, it seems alotta my colleagues have heard her before. Sadly, in a way, it's at this yuppie joint just outside of town. She hates it there, but hey it pays her bills. She's really in her element when she's performing at the other pub in a quaint, bohemian-ish part of the island. I mean, she ROCKS!! She was even interviewed by a school paper some time back!

In case some of you don't know, I've included a link to her band The UnXpected in here. Take a tour, and most importantly, spread the word. I bullshit you not, they are GOOD.

Well done, Sis!

Time was when...

We all like to talk about the good 'ol days, everyone does. I like to joke that it's like wondering about the time when the police used to wear shorts to work.

It was a time when behaving badly was skipping school, not handing in homework, not going home on a school night.

It was a time when you thought the one you slept with will be yours forever.

Back then, people bought each other drinks on a night out, and not be calculative when it came to the bill.

When a drink session didn't involve anything more than lots of beer and people getting down dirty, then not talk about it at all the next day.

Your junior colleagues didn't question you back when you try to inculcate some work ethics into them.

You could just ask your friends out without worrying whether you are intruding on their family time.

You don't worry about going to the clubs alone, cuz your friends are already there.

Sigh, last time, last time policemen wear shorts ah...

Things we say...

For a small island like ours, we seem hell bent on naming everything such that they sound more important than they look.

"For this Speak Good English campaign, we'll get a guy to promote it and call him an ICON."

"Let's get people interested in sports, maybe hold an IDOL contest to get them involved."

"Hey if we can win a regional Soccer tournament, who's to say we can't go to the WORLD CUP?!"

etc..etc...

Oh and it's confirmed, I suffer from temporary amnesia after I've had a few. I say things that I shouldn't have, spill out innocents secrets, and curse and swear at strangers. Now how the hell did I spend all my money on that Sat night??