Great World City, Raffles City, National Library

On the last day of last weekends, I wanted to rush my work but my mum and younger brother wanted to have lunch outside. They had gotten a thirty-dollar voucher for Crystal Jade from Starhub. For the lack of time I had spent with my family, I decided to join them.

We boarded bus 75 and alighted at Great World City. Soon, we found ourselves at the reception of the Crystal Jade Kitchen. After waiting for ten minutes, we were put to sit at the first table near the door. After having a tough time deciding what to eat, the waitress started to point out that the dishes we had chosen were sold out already. For the dim sum menu, almost everything except my mum’s pork leg was crossed out. We did not enjoy the meal for we expected much better quality of food. The bill exceeded twenty bucks more than the free voucher.

After the much disappointing meal, we shopped around the shopping centre. My younger brother decided to take the shutter bus to wherever place it would drop us at. While waiting, we witnessed a pathetic cab driver brushing his car at the back of another cab and started laughing while both of them came out of their cars.

We eventually reached Cityhall and my brother tried to please my mum with the donuts at the Donut Factory. I tried the latest flavour “Chococcino”, which was good and it was not long before my lips were messed up. We proceeded to the National Library where my brother borrowed books using my account and I also grabbed a book on “MySQL”.

It was around evening when we reached home and it was just nice to catch the show “太王四神记”.

Swim, Library, Volleyball and Dinner

[Tuesday, 27 March, 2007]

I was really trying to sleep early but the never ending work kept me occupied till 4.30am again. I was not even eighty per cent efficient but at least I was really doing work.

I set my alarm clocks to sound at 8am to start working but I could not get up until Gilbert sent me a message at around 10am that he would be late. I quickly packed up and even went for toilet meeting before leaving my house. I saw babe on the train, which I should not elaborate more since Ou Xiang told me not to.

I was late for nearly half an hour while Gilbert was actually on time, which was at 1051h. The weird timing was entirely Gilbert’s fault. We were supposed to meet at 1030h, which I thought was very early and thus I told him 11am; besides, it was easier to remember as well. Since the actual plan was to go to the library and I suggested swimming as well and that we decided to swim first, we did not want to meet up too late. Gilbert then suggested 1052h on purpose, such that it was more difficult to be remembered and I played on with him to set it at 1051h.

It was the first time I went to Bukit Batok swimming complex, though I had seen it during the previous trip with Kaven to view the flats nearby. It was for my convenience as I had volleyball at Bukit Batok ITE during evening. Anyway, the pool looked new and nice. There were many children having lessons at the baby pool and the Olympic pool’s lanes were all taken up. We managed to squeeze some spaces at the extreme side of the pool.

There were two girls who came almost same time as us and it was not my fault for paying attention to them because one of the girls wore red swimming suit, which was far too striking. I was too busy chatting with Gilbert to look at them though. Actually I could not even see them clearly without spectacle. Ou Xiang told me I should not say these things out and indeed I should keep everything as secrets like all the other “super decent” guys had been doing.

Frankly speaking, which guy does not look at pretty babes and which girl does not look at cute guys? The differences between other guys and me are that I glance with respect and to kill boredom, but I never approach the babes; whereas other guys stare with fantasizing scenes in their imaginative brains and go for the girls without hesitation. Another difference is that I dare to admit.

It was not a very physically swim this time for Gilbert was busy chatting with me. Sometimes it was impossible for me to open my mouth when he was too engrossed into telling his stories. He kept complaining about tiredness whenever we finished a lane. Since I did not want to drain myself up, we swam only around ten lanes and got up at 1315h. After washing up, Gilbert told me to try putting some jar, which I regretted later.

We went to the foodcourt for our lunch and my dearest sister did not reply my SMS nor pick up my call, and I knew she was still asleep. Kailin had taken her lunch as well and not going to join us anymore.

After lunch, we went to the community library and camped there for quite some time. I was looking at a digital photography magazine but started nodding my head. I was probably lacked of sleep, exhausted and maybe dehydrated that I felt so sleepy. Gilbert had a fruitful trip there for he finished reading a photography magazine, together with one which taught him how to exercise to slim down.

Since Mingfa had called me earlier to inform me about changing of venue back to Clementi ITE for volleyball, I took bus 106 to Clementi directly. A couple took the seats in front of me and started to behave a bit intimately, which was a flaw to the peaceful journey. When I reached there, I was quite turned off to see many cars in the carpark. I took a peep into the hall and realised the event was still on and that I knew I was going to be alone for the next few hours from 4.30pm to 7pm. I camped at the canteen and met a taxi driver who was extremely noisy. He started telling me stories about Milo and Ovaltine, and Pepsi and Coca Cola, which left question marks in my mind.

When peace regained, I continued with my writing of “Lonestar” at a corner where the only switched fan was located at. My back was aching since sitting down at the library and by then, I was so exhausted and dozed off on the table. A lady walked past me and since I was very sensitive to movement around me, I woke up immediately. After hearing her chat with some other ITE students of the older ages, I went to the carpark and realised Weitat had arrived with Mingfa, Jingkun and Junyang.

We went into the hall and were quite lazy about moving the tables and computers to the sides since we had to arrange them back at the end of the day. We started moving after some discussion and made the hall ready in no time.

We had a little training among ourselves before the matches started. Since Wilson was late and had not warmed up, I needed not play as libero for the first game. I did not treasure my chances to spike properly given the bad luck that Mingfa did not give me balls to my liking. However, we did thrash the opponents.

I played as libero in the second game and we managed to thrash them once again. Nevertheless, we had to give up the court because they had ladies with them and we had to give them the chance to play among themselves.

Our third game stirred up my aggressiveness when one of the tall opponents, a guy wearing spectacle and stripped shirt, continued to kick the ball back to us whenever we gained any point. The ex national player played like shit somehow and soon, followed the bastard’s style of passing us the ball. Another tattooed asshole joined in their unsportsmanship treating of opponents. There were times when they kicked or threw the ball over, which almost hit our heads and they did not seem to care at all. When they were playing against themselves, they showed different attitude. It was such a shame on them for they obviously played volleyball much longer than us but they did not even show themselves respect by simply rolling the ball over. no matter how much glory the ex national player had achieved in the past, it reflected so badly on him this day, so surprisingly, and he certainly had dumped my respect for him.

In the last game, Jingkun gave me a chance to play as spiker again since he knew I would be bored to play libero all the while. Weitat jolly well exchanged roles with me. I was so furious with the three monkeys’ ungentlemanly attitude that given a chance at number four, when the ball was near the net and I was too short to make a normal good spike, I slammed my knuckles down and the impact on the ex national player was marvellous. It was a skill I learnt when I sprained my finger so badly at CCHSM years ago that I realised I was better at using knuckles for spiking instead of palm. Afterwards, Mingfa gave me a short ball at the centre and the ex national player was blocking right in front of me but I purposely hit the ball sideway, which gave a touch out. We won the match by close margin due to careless mistakes but everyone’s spiking was very impressive especially Wilson’s.

After rearranging all the furniture and computers, we went to take our bath. Weitat drove Junyang home and Jingkun followed him. Jianhao had his girlfriend to accompany while I took Wilson’s RX8 together with Mingfa. Just as Mingfa was locking the main gate, Wilson and I saw Jianhao stopping in front of the green light with a Mercedes cab behind waiting to do the right turn. Surprisingly, the cab’s driver did not horn Jianhao. We joined in the queue but the next green light put Wilson into shame for Jianhao stopped in the middle of the road with the cab behind, leaving no space for the RX8 which almost banged into the tail of the cab. Half of the expensive sports car was exposed to the extreme right lane of the left direction moving vehicles, such that oncoming vehicles had to slow down to switch from the right lan
e to the middle lane. We were at the same time feeling very impressive with the patience of the cab driver and suddenly Jianhao took off and both the cab and RX8 jolly well followed. Mingfa made a call to Jianhao and he explained that it was red light and that was why he stopped the car just now. However, his taking off before the green light appeared confused us. In fact, the traffic light there was quite weirdly designed.

We went to Bukit Timah for dinner. This time, we went to the Hong Kong shop, which was named Café 13. Weitat soon arrived with Jingkun while we were taking our orders. I ordered fish and chips and the serving was pathetically small and worse than Ngee Ann Polytechnic canteen 3’s one; the taste was very unsatisfying, with the tasteless French fries. I had to shake so much to get the bottle of almost finished chilli sauce to land on part of the plate. The milk tea was not as good as Ah Mei Kaya Toast’s one.

Jingkun realised he had ordered a bowl of instant noodle. Wilson’s curry rice was a small serving. The rest of the dishes did not look appetizing. Both cups of barley drinks were full of coffee’s smell. It was definitely our first and last visit to the shop.

Luckily for Wilson was dropping by my house that Weitat did not need to take the trouble to send me all the way home. I enjoyed chatting with Wilson for the intelligence talks. He remembered the way to my house so well, which was also very impressive.

Though Wilson’s buying of the car is a wrong move for he has restricted his life so much with the monthly instalments, at least he has a baby for himself. Weitat, using his dad’s car, is always sending people home despite at late hours when he is already tired. Mingfa is already planning to buy a car by this year if he were to pass his driving test, whereas Jingkun is going to get a van after ORD. All of them are moving on so well with their lives and I am or would owe them favour now or in future. I wonder when would be the day I own a car and send them home after a tiring night. There is just too little that I can offer to them.

Beware of borrowing library books

[Wednesday, 27 September, 2006]

I borrowed two books from Woodlands library more than a month ago and managed to renew them at Bukit Merah library. The latest expiry date was on 27th September, 2006.

But since I just took an operation and was not able to travel long distance, especially to take bus, I had anticipated about the problem.

I surfed the internet for the web address of the library and saw this function which I could renew the books. I also realised renewing them required $0.50 each, which I did not notice at the machine at Bukit Merah library previously. I decided to renew the books again on the day of expiry, despite spending another dollar.

On the day itself I saw to my terror when the website did not seem to be able to accept the command. I called the number given on the same page and it was interesting, except that I took quite some time to get to talk to the operator. She told me I was not allowed to renew the books the second time. I explained about my difficulties in walking but she claimed that I could get someone to return the books for me. I was stunned at the moment and since it was pointless to talk on to seek pardon, I thanked the lady before putting down the phone.

The small fine was affordable but I was not satisfied that that web page did not include the importance of unable to renew the book the second time, which had led to the fine. It kind of tarnished my reputation for returning books late.

My saviour Kaelyn Ang, previously Pauline Ang, came for a home visit for my injury. We had a very long chat while my leg and back were in pains. In the end, she left with my two heavy books to return to the library for me. I supposed I would get a day of fine then. Luckily the books could be returned to any library and not the original one.

Taking care of two girls

[Saturday, 02 September, 2006]

She woke me up in the morning to ask me to the library to study and I promised her to meet at one. I looked at my watch and it was only eight plus. She woke me up the second time and I looked at my watch, it was still eight plus. I went back to sleep and later realised I had accidentally changed the mode to alarm time, which was set at 0840h, and that was why the time was forever eight plus.

Jesselyn and her Mac Flurry

Beloved Vivi

She was delayed as usual and we met after two. Even though I had been discouraging her from eating at fast food restaurant, her sister wanted it so much and I decided to make them happy for the day.

We proceeded to the library but could not find good seats and had to camp at the floor. It was a great distraction with her around because I could not keep my eyes off her. I did a little planning on my notebook but knowing my knowledge was still not enough to execute the plan.

Later, I did a little study on the PHP book, which I had just renewed, but got sleepy soon. After dozing off a while on her shoulder, next was a bad position with one elbow on the ground, which caused aching on my left shoulder. She gave me good massages and followed by her sister who unintentionally caused a pain on the inflamed shoulder. We ended the “studying” session before seven after she finished reading the storybook.

Next was a stop at the Old Chay Kee while we saw her two friends. After reaching her void deck, we took some photos but sadly, I did not get to take any with her.

Act cute

Act ugly

So cute!

Pretty sisters

A day meant to be on diet

[Wednesday, 16 August, 2006]

I was very engrossed in editing my website until quite late hour. My plan was to wake up early for a morning jog before going to Woodlands to collect my N6230I. However, there was a miscalculation and a counselling to enforce, that I only got to sleep after six in the morning. It seemed like someone had to do something to help the pig couple to get out of their daily unhappiness.

In fact, I was having problems myself that I could not solve, was never fit to meddle in others’ problems; but I could never leave things rot without taking any action. I was contradicting myself perhaps.

So, after sleeping for two to three hours, I got up to laze around on the mattress again but could not get to sleep. Having not enough sleep, I could not think properly, joined my younger brother in watch a movie until I realised time was running out.

Finally, I departed for Causeway Point at Woodlands again. The first thing I did was to use the toilet near the Nokia Service Centre, which stinked. Then, I proceeded to collect my phone, being told that my battery was actually alright, which I doubted so. Nevertheless, I had lost my contacts for nothing.

Before setting off for the library, I saw someone looking like Meiping and I remembered she had told me she was working at Causeway Point before. I sent her a message as I made a long detour to get to the opposite building. She did not reply me immediately but at least I confirmed that girl was her.

I lost my way embarrassingly, up and down the building, and finally got help from a cleaner to get to the location of the library. Seriously, there was no obvious sign to direct me over, or perhaps there was no sign at all. Maybe it was meant only for residents of Woodlands.

I realised I was nuts about library since I had not been to any for so long except for the small one at Pasir Ris Whitesands, which I did not even bother to look for any specific type of books. I walked all over the adult level and finally got what I wanted – books about PHP.

However, when I tried to borrow them at the machine, they said I was not allowed to do it. I went to the counter and they told me it was because I had not borrowed any book for too long. Alas, it was settled.

I went back to find Meiping, in hopes of filling up my stomach since I had only two slices of breads before leaving my house. However, she told me by eating at the foodcourt, the air would stink her eventually. Therefore, she did as usual to takeover her lunch while I gladly decided I could have lunch with Vivi instead.

Soon, I left for home. I met a babe on the train with her mum and I was quite impressed with her. She seemed a few years older than me, fair skinned, but with a very good figure, dressed decently and yet stylishly. However, she walked away from the door as her mum found a seat, and then after a few stations, both of them were seated and she faced her mum all the while and I could not keep myself entertained by admiring her. The worst thing was a foreigner who came in between us to block our line of sight.

After reaching home, it was almost two and I thought I was just in time to meet Vivi but she was busy with some misunderstanding again and told me she could only get there in around half an hour time. She wanted me to go and get my lunch first but I decided to wait for her at my house.

She came straight as I forgot to tell her to meet me at the bus-stop as planned. She was then too tired to go down to have lunch together with me and both of us went to sleep in empty stomachs. After that, we played with my N6230I but she deleted most of the stuffs I took.

Before I sent her home, she confiscated my phone. The journey was quiet with her holding to my phone and doing something to it. I was too sleepy and hungry to talk as well and the quiet momentum penetrated throughout the journey.

I bought her a sandwich at the 7-11 store before we boarded the bus. I did not know if she wanted to finish up the whole of them or share with me, but was too lazy to ask. Eventually she finished off everything on the bus and I was quite glad later since she did not have dinner.

Before reaching her house, she suddenly realised she had tuition. So, I waited downstairs her house since I was already there to walk her to her tutor’s house. After camping for around forty-five minutes nearby, with my head lying on the stone table most of the time, she finally came down. I was of course too exhausted to say anything anymore, not even have the mood or strength to chew the slices of apple she brought along.

My mum rang me up to ask if I wanted her to buy my dinner. Then, she suggested I go straight to find her and buy the dinner together. I dropped her idea immediately as I did not want to waste anymore time waiting for my food.

I quickly rushed to the bus-stop so that I could board the earliest bus in order to view what Vivi had done to my phone; she made me view it only when I got up the bus. Then, I realised what she had done for me – taken a photo of herself at my house and editing it with sweet words on the way to the bus-stop. She was so sweet!

In the end, I still got home earlier than my mum.

In fact, even though starving myself and having so lack of sleep, I realised I was stronger than when I was in the army; the fatigue was no longer as unbearable.