ONCE MORE... WITH FEELING!!

OK. So, being the winner of 7 or 8 awards during last saturday's Rag day, we were kena arrowed by NUSSU to perform the entire rag presentation at Plaza Singapura this afternoon. And truth be told, most of us had the "oh man... been there done that" feeling. As a senior i was really up for it but i do feel bad for the freshies... like first day into FWOC gong gong audition for rag dance den had to endure so much shit stuff.... but hopefully all of them had a really good time la.... Like i said its a once in a lifetime experience.

After the final performance ended... as i saw my fellow rag dancers taking photos with one another, with the train or even random pple from the crowd... and i see their smiling faces, i guess it was all worth it la. And i cant help but feel really nostlagic about the whole thing.... Call me an emotional being but it was all good man... the endless nights practising the dance... countless hours of waiting for something to happen. I would do it all over again in a heartbeat. This is wat i love to do and if KR wants me back after i come back from SEP next year, RAG DANCE 07/08 HERE I COME!! No shit.

Before i leave you with a few more photos of the float at PS today (stolen from a certain Mr Han's blog), just wanna give a special shoutout to JP and Weijie for the amazing choreo and believing in me... my dear aristocrats for the wondeful time, new frens that i made along the way (the punks and the mechanics) and lastly to Emily for being a supportive partner. Peace out y'all.

The day the KRONOS rocked da house!!

Dear loyal readers, if you think the reason why i haven been updating my blog is because i have been slacking somewhere, you are SO wrong. I have been busting my ass (and knees) practising rag dance for possibly the 100th time and making costumes well into the wee hours for the past 2 weeks... and let me tell you, it was ALL WORTH IT. KR won 7 awards, including Best Float and Best Float Presentation... and not forgeting the Chancellor Shield.... the Kronos rocked Rag Day indeed. Words cannot describe how i felt... it was simply euphoric.

Made a lot of new frens along the way, especially freshies... and it made me feel that its ok to miss out in orientation cause i got to know them in another way... and we sort of formed our little OG every nite as well, practising and talking cock while waiting to dance. To me this is more meaningful than FWOC.

People say success is not a destination, merely a journey. But hey, i got both the journey AND the destination so i guess i'm twice as blessed. People ask me why i do this year after year, why i even bother to to do rag dance when it takes away 1/3 of my holidays... All i can say is its my passion, i love to perform and going through this process with so many good friends made it even more enjoyable and worth it... no matter the end result.

Kudos to the entire rag dance team, the raggers and flaggers for this ULTIMATE experience of a lifetime. What a way to kick off the start of a new academic year. Here is the link for the video and some photos of rag day... (i wud have posted more photos but somehow blogspot always try to screw me up by not allowing to do that. Someone tell me why)

Feel the KRONOS...

http://web.rp.sg/lin_tze_ing/rag_photo_gallery.htm

I cannot stand old people

Old people who dunno how to operate SAM machine should seriously stop trying to be smart and attempt to use them. Seriously. After a hard day's work of dancing... all i wanna do is pay my bills and eat dnner.... but NOOOOOO.... those old farts just decided to show up all at the same time and waste my bloody time...

So anw i started yawning like a hippo after for waiting an uncle pay 6(!!) bills... and the auntie in front of me started telling me "you know ah last time when i pay 2 bills the people behind me start scolding me already ah!"... when all i wanted to reply was "seriously i dun need to know your whole family history.... and stop talking to me"

5 freakin minutes later, that same auntie fumbled with the buttons... when the machine asked whether she wants to pay another bill, she pressed "yes" when in fact thats all she had, and when she was supposed to press savings acct, she pressed current. i mean seriously, how stupid can a person get.

In the end the SAM machine hung.... IT HUNG!! thanks a lot auntie.... next time ask ur children to pay bills for u.... if not there is this system that was invented ten thousand years ago to help u with billing problems... its called GI-farking-RO.

The Man of Steel RETURNS!!

Superman Returns!! And he is bigger than ever!! Woot! While the world is currently hooked onto Captain Jack Sparrow, i finally found time to catch SR... and boy, was i blown away. I never really considered myself a Superman fan...till now. 11 years in the making, this movie truly depicts what Superman represents... justice, truth and above all things, courage... and don't we need a little of that once in a while? hehe. Go catch the movie if you havent... i was a skeptic too at first (seriously, how exciting can a man in red tights get), but now i am a true convert. Peace out y'all!

Update!! (part quatre)

1. Horrified that the holidays are coming to an end real soon... i CANNOT believe i actually managed to survive the 3 month break doing nothing particularly constructive to society or my personal well-being. i didnt work, i didnt revise, i watched a whole lotta tv and that's basically it.

2. Speaking of tv, i have 7 seasons of Will & Grace waiting for me.... which pretty much explains point number 1. It's all about pacing man...

3. Dancing 5 days a week now. I am a dance whore.

4. Friends are gradually leaving Singapore for greener pastures overseas for SEP and NOC. Leaving for Korea, US... and den France, Switzerland and UK. Which makes me kinda excited about my SEP, but worried all the same.... because i still havent sent in my application which has been lying on my desk since the start of the hols.... (seriously you say? Seriously... argh!)

5. i am a lean mean (sex) machine called the Procrastinator

6. Did i mention i got silver for ippt? hehe brag a little eh... below are the results

Situps: 40
SBJ: 234cm
Chinup: 9
Shuttle Run: 9.5s
2.4km run: 11:11mins

which makes me... 200bucks richer!! Holla!!

Those were the days...

Let's play a game of Spot me!

Sometimes when i tell my frens i still have primary school gatherings, their response would normally go along the the lines of "You must be joking.... dun you have a life?" Erm no, i am not joking, and yes, i have a life....

So anyway, after a hiatus of 2 years, the 6B1 gathering is back with a vengeance and bigger than ever!! 21 pple came! haha super happy!!

At the BBQ pit

Its good to know that everyone is going places and surviving well... we have a doctor in making, scholars, market analyst, engineers, auditor, psycologist, journalist, air force sign-on and someone who works for Nestle.

I miss the old campus at the quaint Parry neigbourhood, which was tucked away in a quiet corner... Truth be told, if i were to rank the different periods of my life so far, i would have to say my 6 years is Rosyth is a close 2nd, after Dunman High. Primary school was a time when we had no worries... when things were so much simpler and innocent. Constantly irritating the shit outta each other and catching grasshoppers at the field.

Some highlights of my life in Rosyth:

1. Harold was probably my first friend in p1, cos i had to borrow colour pencil from him the first day of school

2. I used to have 10 wives back in p3... i guess sometimes 1 just isnt enuff

3. Being part the all-star (yes, not shy) 4x100m team for Cheetah house with Zhiren, Harold and Daniel. GO TEAM!

4. Stealing a prefect's tie from Zhiren, because i lost mine.... and i almost lost him as a best fren because of this. (ohmygawd SHOCKER!!! yes...i panicked. i was 11. gimme a break) I've said this before but i will say it again. if you are reading this Zhiren, I AM SORRY and i deserved to be stoned for this heinous act of cowardice

5. One sunny morning in p5, a conversation between Mrs Grosse and Ms Githa, both in charge of prefects, and i went something like this:

Mrs Grosse: Cheong Chye, we have received some complaints about you recently.

Ms Githa: We've heard that you have been using the word "bitch" on other people. Do you know what the word "bitch" meeeeeans?

Me: Erm... a female dog? (with one eyebrow raised)

Such sarcasm at a young age.... tsk tsk. Seriously, what was i supposed to say. I was promptly sacked from the prefectorial board the next year.

6. Singing backup with weifeng for Hamdan the Diva for talentime. Singing Madonna no less. That, was like, major social suicide...

7. Traumatising my p1 buddy when i was in p6. i made the poor boy cry because he didnt know how to count money to buy food at the canteen. hope i didnt cause him any emotional distress.

8. Learning to name different parts of the male genitalia with Zhiren and Weifeng while doing science project... haha good times man, good times. (2nd best water filter!!! woohooo. the winning team used quartz. Like, who the hell knew quartz existed in p6??)

Class photo part deux at Mdm Azlina's house

Memories are flooding my brains now and they are all bittersweet.... ahhh nostlagic... Those were the days.

Beijing BOUND... and BACK!!

My family at Yihe Park

Me and sis at the 17 Arch bridge

Me and dad at Tiantan Park

YAY!! i climbed the Great Wall!! i am a hao3 han4!

Tiananmen is one freaking huge ass place!

Apparently eunuchs and maids come to one of these long corridors to rendezvous...

At the ruins of Yuanming Park

At the summit of Beihai Park

Surprisingly, Beijing wasnt as bad i i thought it would be... if you can look past the really bad pollution, the traffic congestion and the spitting, it's actually quite a livable city.... Contrary to popular belief, their toilets are actually quite clean.... in fact most are actually cleaner than ours! Quelle horreur! Thou i must say the whole idea of throwing soiled toilet paper into baskets rather than the towel bowl is something that i really CANNOT fathom.... apparently their sewage system isnt really that good so toilet paper chokes up the toilet (?!)

Everything there is dirt cheap.... one oyster costs 3rmb ($0.60) and one scallop costs 8rmb ($1.60) so we practically lived like kings and queens there.... but the cost of living in Beijing is actually steeper than that in Sinagpore.... their taxi flat rate is 10rmb and jumped 2rmb everytime.... and considering a normal waitress earns 600rmb a month, i really dunno wat Singaporeans are complaning about here....

Visited almost all the parks there... the emperors really have too much time, building so many gargantuan parks... i pity the sedan carriers... seriously.

So anyway, Beijing is really quite a worthwhile place to go if you are on a tight budget. Cheap Cheap!!

Tioman Bound... and BACK!!

Wassup peeps!! My very tired legs just touched home ground about 4 hours back and truth be told i still feel like i am on a boat... woosy feeling. So anyway, my diving trip to Tioman was kinda exhilarating and my five senses were treated to a feast of its own.

Sight: WOW, just when u thought you've seen it all on land.... the underwater world offers another magical paradise of its own with its vibrant colours of the rainbow. Lucky me, i saw 2 sea turtles, tonnes of clownfish, angel fish, bat fish, butterfly fish, sergeant majors, damsels, cuttlefish and one HUGE ASS puffer fish (the size of my thigh). The clownfish were especially cute!! popping out of the anemone once in a while to peep at us! and our instructor cut open a sea urchin for some live underwater feeding!!

Taste: Seawater does not taste good... nuff said. Most of the time when i wanted to puke, its not because of seasickness, but more of the taste of saltwater that made me nauseous. BBQ dinner was fantastic as well... its good have BBQ when its not me cooking hehehe. And the sotong... to-die-for.

Touch: Didn't get to touch a lot of the creatures cos hum ji me, feared that i will die of posioning... but did get to play with sea cucumber which feels freakishly like an erect penis (hahaha. oops too much info) and touched the underside of a sea anemone.... ahhh velvetly smooth... did you know that its safe to touch an anemone with your palm, but if you use the back of your hand, you get a rash? interesting eh? Something to do with pores...

Smell: can still smell the fresh air of Tioman... its nice to breathe clean crisp air in the morning when the roosters and kittens greet you good morning.

Sound: When underwater, all i heard was my breathing and the sound of the regulator...... and faint noises of fishes eating. i KID YOU NOT. Everything was so peaceful and serene it gave me time to immerse myself in the whole environment. What a feeling!

Diving was a fantastic experience... thou not all is fun.... i hated my roommate... who happens to be a very wierd person that no one likes. He seems nice at first (dun they all) but somehow i just couldnt stand him towards the end. (its wierd that people whom are extremely nice turns out to be the freaks of nature that no one can stand eventually. Think Ye Yinhao and Thomas Teo).

i remembered when we were having lunch, i was so freaking tired and was thinking about not going for the last dive. he came to me and said "come on cheong chye, all 8 of us started this together and we are all going. it would be nice if all 8 of us go together. i know you can do it!" he said this with so much enthusiasm and conviction i almost wanted to puke out my lunch. like "fuck you bitch" was wat i wanted to reply. i barely knew you for 36 hours and here you are thinking that you know me so well, you smelly fart.

And he was sooo kiasu he kept cutting in between me and my buddy and the instructor during the dives. like go float somewhere else you stupid person. and it doesnt help that i had to share a bed with him at nite. and the best part is he stole my half od the blanket and i was freezing to death that ignorant imbecile. FUCK.YOU.BITCH. seriously.

i didnt like the boat ride, which made me queasy, but i was strong enuff not to puke... i got very sick and tired of having to wear and take out all my gear and feeling cold half the time. and i didnt like having to wait and wait and wait.

all in all it was a good experience and althou it was totally fun, i doubt i will be going to more diving trips in the near future... sometimes too much of a good thing can be bad as well dun ya think? plus did i mention my ankles aching due to the fins... sigh.

alright now.... tioman bound and back.... next stop: Beijing, China..... ah tiongs galore!!! cant wait.

You know you are becoming old/ jaded/ too free when...

1. You literally hear you knees start creaking when you dance too much

2. You dun frequent Far East that much because
a. you see people younger than you there
b. the music is just to blasting
c. the maze-like complex is too much for you to handle
d. the walk there is just too out of the way, you can't be bothered
e. all of the above

3. You've witness fashion trends in schools come and go.... (flash back circa 1996 when ah lians stuff their blouse inside their panties and expose their non existent cleavage, carrying transparent PVC bags and ah bengs stick a comb out of their back pocket... and now flash forward to today, when everyone is wearing everything baggy, thanks to the ACS/SAJC syndrome)

4. You wake up everyday before 930am and catch Oprah RELIGIOUSLY. (speaking of which i WANT Nate Berkus to re-design my house.... NOW!)

5. You avoid walking under the sun, even if it means taking a longer route

6. You have started to think of retirement plans even though you havent started working

7. You've started to, horror of all horrors, resemble you mother or father. yikes

I am a water baby!!

Wow, my first scuba diving experience was a blast. Kinda scary but exciting at the same time. Had a semi panic attack at the bottom of the pool cos i wasnt used to being underwater yet... kinda like a claustrophobic feeling. desperately trying to suck in more air before i calmed myself down (take deeeeeep slooow breaths).

I even managed to swim underwater.... without my goggles!! i used to flip out whenever water entered my goggles but i managed well this time. so darn proud!!

on a totally unrelated note, its wierd that i've become so busy suddenly... dance practice extended to 3 nites a week (gasps!! *overkill*), dive trip to tioman, trip to Beijing.... COOL BANANAS!!

And i just watched my first world cup match... Portugal vs Iran... at Chijmes no less. And i must say it was quite exciting. A one sided game but good performance for both sides i guess (with my totally amateurish viewpoint).

One question thou- Are all soccer players born good looking? Or are they good looking BECAUSE they are soccer players? haiz... some people just have all the good genes....

One Word- WOW

WOW. The following clip is an interview segment of Shirley Phelps-Roper taken off Fox News. Apparently she brought her followers and has been making her way to other people's funerals to protests against their dead gay sons.... and the interviewer (Julie Banderas) lost her cool and called her "The Devil" while Roper retorted by calling her "Bimbo".

Which makes me wonder.... why can't Singapore have this kinda news... DAMN i would watch news everyday if they are like that. WOW



This you gotta see...

ALAS it wasnt meant to be...

After months of waiting, alas, i didnt get the DUO scholarship that may make my life in Lyon better.... oh man. Everyone on that list are all like smart asses, which makes me wonder if there is life for mere mortals like me... they get As in exams, they get the deans list, they get the scholarships.... are they going to get all the jobs too?

Oh a lighter note, if you feel rich, please donate generously to 1800-send-cc-to-france. I hear its for a very good cause. yes? or just contact me la... hehehe

THE stomach that doesnt go away...

i havent been eating supper on a regular basis for a long long long time.... i have been exercising at least 4 times a week for the past month.... running 8 rounds and doing situps and wat nots.... not to mention sweating like a mad cow while i'm at it.... that is NOT a pretty sight.

which is why it surprises me that i still weigh 67kg, i still look like a malnutritioned Ethiopian and the stomach of mine is no where near disappearing..... i NEED HELP.

UPDATE!! (part trois)

Here's an update on the current state of things:

1. Prison Break rawks my socks.... its the next best thing since Lost, Desperate Housewives and Grey's Anatomy. The story is basically about a civil engineer, who is trying to help his brother escape from prison, jailed for a crime he didnt commit... and he does so by going into prison himself... conspiracies abound in this thriller. And the good part is, i finally know what to do with my degree!!!... help prisoners escape from prison.... YEEE HA!!

2. My right eye is hurting like mad. Somehow i have a feeling its the contact lens that i didnt take out 2 months back that is coming back to haunt me.... and before u call me an idiot, i did try to take it out... i was THIS close to gouging my eye out the other time but just SOMEHOW, it rolled to the back of my eyeball. i hope it dropped out without me knowing.... otherwise someone must really hate me... poking a pin into a voodoo doll's eye.

3. Have to study a big ass dive manual for my upcoming dive trip to Tioman... so i finally have something constructive to do.... Still must do homework some more. Seriously, anyone with job lobangs... for 1 or 2 days, i shall be your new best fren ok?

4. Practice for dance is gonna start soon! I can't sit still....

5. Caught a chick flick with a fren a couple of days ago. She's the Man.... HIAK HIAK HIAK. i promised not to mention his name so i shall keep my promise. We were so embarrased we ran into the theatre to get to our seats and left as soon as the credits rolled... the theatre was practically filled with pubescent girls (99.9% of them have a crush on Channing Tatum) squealing away. ya know, sometimes u need a brainless chick flick to get your system going, ya know what i mean?

6. I WANT TO PLAY MAHJONG.... please call me.

alrighty now... peace out y'all

Woken up by a Dream

I cant actually remember the last time i was literally woken up by a dream... probably never. Which is why i was surprised this happened to be last night.

Basically, the premise of the dream was exactly the same as the wake i attended last night (my fren's gf passed on). It wasnt really a dream anw, more like a re-enactment... everyone was there, my frens, my juniors... even the positions we were sitting were identical... which really freaks me out.

Ok so, one of my juniors posed me a question... a question that i am not even going to repeat here (but it starts with "after all these years, ...."). At this point, in my subconscious, i was kinda pissed off that he actually said this in front of everyone... which was kinda rude and immature.... considering he was a doctor in training. (which pretty much tells me how good his bedside manners are)

I felt so mad, angry and embarrased in my subconscious that i actually woke up in cold sweat. Not good. I hate to be interupted when i am sleeping. And it took me almost 30min to re compose myself and go back to bed.

Moral of the story: i may look nice, and i may self deprecating humour and laugh off jokes that are made about me. But when a line is crossed, a line is crossed. No more Mr Nice Guy from now on.

And then, the volcano erupted

We just received exclusive reports stating that Mount Cctan has erupted about 5minutes ago Singapore time. Yes, the once dormant volcano has erupted, spewing copious amounts of red and yellow viscous hot lava onto the left surface of the mountain. Reports of growing seismic activity have been recorded over the past few days and Nature finally struck back on this once peaceful and glowing land.

Unfortunately, geologists has stated that more eruptions can be expected over the next few days, especially at the newly formed volcano.

this is not good.

A very MEAN prank...

ok so today, i went out to watch da vinci code with 2 of my army frens... despite the fact that my results were coming out the very same day. Those who know me will know that i am a ganjiong spider who sits by my laptop at the precise second to check my results. so ok anyway, my results were out at 3pm but it was already 8 plus and i have no clue how i did...

Being very "nice" frens, they offered to go to SMU library to check cos they were students there. i cant go in cos theres a stupid gantry that needs a matric guard... and i cant climb in cos there a mean farking bitch of a security guard guarding the door. my frens told me to give them my details so they can help me check and print it out while i waited outside.... and they did.

When they gave me my results i had a shock of my life.... i had like B+ B B- B- C+ and C-.... and my cumulative was like a 3.26... i was about to burst out crying.... i kept saying " you have got to be kidding me.... this is so impossible" and it is becos i know these are CRAP results which i dun deserve. at all.

Little did i knew that they faked the results and scared the shit outta me. ( i noe, NUS dun have C- grade but i was too freaked out to realise that) And to think that i was literally running thru some scenes in my brain that they will do something really mean to scare me (cos they took nearly 20mins to come out).... and yet i still fell for it.

ok so finally i didnt get shit results, neither did i do very well either, just one A and the rest Bs. Still quite far away from my 2nd upper.... BUT i will not give up my dream. YOU CAN TRY ME MAN, NUS.... you have no idea who u are messing with. i may not reach my goal in the end, but i can die trying... and i will.

Hates the Service Industry

Just bought a Starhub prepaid card for my mum. Finally! She has decided to shed her neantherdal fur for some tech savvy gadgets. She must be the last person in Singapore who hasnt got a mobile phone... Anyway, yeah. Apparently i got to activate this prepaid card before usage. And supposedly the instructions are inside the package. After i happily went home, i found the instructions completely useless... as there were none on "first time activation". ANGRY!!

SO i tried checked online.... Nothing. I called customer service.... 3 times. And i was put on hold on all occasions. ANGRY!! Wassup with starhub man. If you want people to activate their prepaid card, then jolly well make that the first set of instructions in the manual.

Anyway, i had a wedding dinner to attend at Grand Copthorne, some not-so-distant relative that i have never met before in my life. I figured i had nothing to do at home, and i needed good food... fast, so heck it. Count me in. But when it was time to go home, cabs were nowhere to be found.

First my dad, auntie and i waited at the hotel.... but somehow, no taxis wanted to drive in. We could see tonnes of available cabs swishing by outside the main road, but god forbid even one turning in.... wassup with that rt? ok so we change tactic. We went to the main road which we thought would be easier.

Once again, none of them wanted to stop for us. At least 10 available cabs drove pass us. I got so angry i started showing them the finger as they drove pass. Like seriously, it wasnt even 11pm but i was so SURE that they were all waiting for the 1130pm surcharge. Fucktards. DO NOT ON YOUR STUPID LIGHTS IF YOU NOT INTERESTED IN WORKING.

So in the end Service Industry: 2, Cheong Chye: 0. Well done man.

On a totally unrelated note, who has SIX FEET UNDER season 5.... i need it desperately. Willing to pay 12 bucks for all 12 episodes!!

Malacca Bound... and BACK!

Made a short trip to the rustic town of Malacca on Saturday with a group of my Rover Scouts mates. And I must say it was rather enjoyable, albeit all my whining and grumbling, no thanks to the sweltering heat.

In front of Baba House Hotel. Say Cheese!

I loved how the place just screams “old-school”… there were people making and selling clogs, shops selling curious knick knacks and pet shops littered with roosters, iguanas and 2 very sad caged in puppies *heart melts*.

Street art at its best

I think it just ate a cat... or a fat goose. either way it's just gross

Bring the word "backwater" to a whole new level

Clogs galore!!

Resting in a comic book store

The heat though, was none too pleasant… and it was made worse by the fact that there are no public buses in Malacca. Yeap, you heard me right. It just seems like the most ridiculous thing NOT to do…. And yet, it really does NOT exist. And one thing’s for sure, age really is catching up fast on all of us. Cindy summed it up best- “5years ago we used to be able to trek, build towers and tree-houses like nobody’s business… but now we can’t even take the sun man”

Roaming in the streets of Malacca.... notice how the sun is shining oh so brightly

And you know what the body needs most when it encounters heat? It makes you crave for a nice big bowl of CHENDOL. Slurp-a-licious…. Guess what, this is the first time I ever ate one whole bowl of chendol myself. I know I am a huge “mountain turtle” but yeah… it’s my new favourite dessert now.... just look at the copious amount of gula melaka!

I *HEART* CHENDOL

Had a chance to eat some chicken rice balls…. Dun really like it. It’s cold… and I like my chicken roasted, not white and fatty. But at least I tried yeah?

Weapons of mass destruction...

Prepare for battle!!

Had a fantastic dinner of satay celup, which is basically satay steamboat… a bit unhygienic ah, but as the saying goes- “the more unhygienic the food, the better it tastes”…. And god knows how many times they actually change the satay base, or rather, do they change it at all? Hehehe. Curiosity killed the cat and I dun think I wanna be a cat today… so I guess ignorance is bliss in this case.

And the best way to end off a perfect holiday? ICE COLD BEER!! Woohoo! *hic hic*

3 girls and 2 buckets of beer is not a good combination. hehe

*hic hic*

All in all, here’s the rundown of the wonderful trip:

Cost of bus ticket: S$23
Cost of Hotel: RM40
Cost of Chendol: RM1.70
Cost of Satay Celup dinner: RM10
Cost of Ice Cold Beer: RM12

Having a time of my life with 10 good friends: Priceless

Child Adoption in Singapore

I was just thinking, if i don't ever get married (which is a highly possible scenerio), is it possible to adopt a child as a single parent in Singapore. And after much googling and searching, i realised that

(1) the Applicant must be at least 25 years of age;
(2) the Applicant must be at least 21 years older than the child whom he/she is seeking to adopt;
(3) the Applicant must be a resident in Singapore;
(4) the child must be resident in Singapore;
(5) the parent or guardian of the child must consent to the application; and
(6) the spouse of the Applicant must give his/her consent if it is not a joint application

point no. 5 basically wiped out all my dreams of ever becoming a father.... I don't get the whole only 2-hetero-parent family is an effective family, it's like total bullcrap to me. Because logically speaking having one or 2 gay parents is better than having none at all. Right? Of cos i am talking about rational adoptive parents here, whether they are single/married heterosexuals or homosexuals.

Personally i think it is ridiculous to not even explore this avenue in giving parentless children and childless adults a chance at having a family. Bull crap.

Below is an ad about gay adoption rights (cant find one on single parents) which is pretty much my point.

UPDATE!!! (part deux)

Here's a 30sec update on the current state of things:

1. Totally loving the life i have right now. Wake up at 10am (yes i still wake up that early no thanks to my mum's constant nagging), surf the net, shit, eat lunch, come back and surf net, watch vcd, afternoon nap, eat dinner, surf net, watch tv, READ BOOK!!, sleep. Farking paradise.

2. FINALLY got my hair cut by an androgynous looking hairdresser (named Alika no less). And it made me realise cutting hair is an ART..... the way he flicks my hair, is like he's throwing fairy dust around... the way he whips out his scissors, tilts his head when he decides where to cut is like a dance on its own... totally theraputic to look at. (i am not a pyscho stalker... its just fun to zone out and stare at something. i just hope he wun think i am a freak.... hehe)

3. I am on a mission to try out all sweaters and jackets at fashion boutiques! i think i look good in them, no? hehe. Loves the sweaters at Zara. Hates the price.

4. I just found out a lot of my frens are like anti-govt. which i dun get... cause so far in my 23 years of living, there is nothing in my life that i wanna complain abt that's the govt's fault. And conversations abt last week's elections is as new as saying platform shoes is the new black. PAP won Aljunied. get over it. NEXT.

5. i have exercised a grand total of ZERO hours this hoildays, despite the fact that i have to take ippt in less than 4 weeks time. I need to haul ass.

6. Dreaming wierd dreams....

7. Missin my floormates. Already.

8. Going to Malacca next weekend!! Anyone needs anything there just gimme a buzz!

9. Currently reading Borrowed Time by Paul Monette... a memoir about a gay dude with AIDS that chronicles his relationship with his boyfriend. Both died of the disease. Read another of his memoirs abt his childhood, when i was in sec school i think, called Becoming A Man. i think my sis asked me to read it. she said that it was a good read. and it was. Check it out if u have the money and the time. (check out on how you can help with situation of youth getting AIDS a few posts down. Buy a dog tag!!)

10. Amazing Race and Survivor coming to an end next week. What am i going to do without my reality tv.... i dunno man. i am like seriously gonna die.

Alrighty den. Laters.

X-MEN Last Stand Trailer!!

What i like about the Xmen movies, besides being a spectacular visual feast, is the fact that they purposely parallel the plight of all social outcasts, as they struggle to win acceptance in a world where they don't "fit in."

Notice the conflicting reactions to the "cure" of the mutant gene (the activists, the anti-activists and those that pretty much want things to remain status quo), as well as the arguments between mutants who can "pass" and those who can't.

These comic books were perhaps more empowering for most social outcasts than any "how to be normal" instruction manual....

Without further ado, here it is, the 7min trailer of the best comic-to-big-screen movie:



PS: totally admiring Angel (the dude with the wings). i wanna fly away from here too.

The WORLD is at my FINGERTIPS!!

As you can see i really am very free, free until i was daydreaming about the places in the world that i WANT to go with the one i love before i die. here are just some of them:



Taking a long, lazy stroll in Central Park, in the middle of autumn, holding hands with the one i love. The vibrant colours of amber, red, mahogany and olive splashed in front of us. we sit down on a bench and just watch as time passes by and the sun sets.

Go on a hiking trip in Alberta in spring with the one i love. ride some horses. Pitch a tent in front of a lake. go fishin'. Drink cold beer. eat bbq steaks and potatoes. go to sleep. life is good.

Ever since i watched Serendipity, i SWORE to myself i must go to New York at least once in my life.... during Xmas. We binge on New York Cheesecake, drink champange, ice skate in front of the huge Xmas Tree at Rockefellar Center and countdown to a Merry Xmas... And then head back for some wild passionate sex till New Year's eve. hiak hiak hiak.

Mykonos in the heat of summer. getting lost in the streets. soaking in the sun.... maybe rent a yacht or something and go diving in the Mediterranean. And at the end of the day, we get pissed drunk and we repeat the same thing all over again the next day.

Lost in translation in Rio, Brazil..... basically just people watching at Ipanema Beach. Viewing the magnificent landscape of the mountains and the waves of the ocean. We play beach volleyball with the locals, lie on the beach and leave only when we get roasted to a golden brown tan.

As you can see i am quite the dreamer and there is something quite wrong with the beautiful pictures above:

1. i have absolutely no money to speak of

2. i have no special someone at the moment god dammit

this is such a torture..... i shall stop now.

A WHOLE LOTTA NOTHINGNESS

as above.... god damn bored. a lot of things happening but none of them related to me. so yeah. not worth mentioning.

The REAL deal

arghhhh i really really have too much time in my hands!! Anw here's the opening to Season 6 of America's Next Top Model!!



Apparently there's someone called Fu2 Rong2 Dan4.... tragic. How tragic.

Okay, and i noe all this model model crap is getting on your nerves. But please do NOT judge me. ANTM is my only guilty pleasure.... (i swear *crosses fingers*)

One word--- FABULOUS!

Who said there wasn't an ANTMM?

Look what i found on youtube!!! haha.... i wanna be one of them!! Seriously, youtube suck HOURS of precious time away.



In case u are wondering..... all these people are already real models... some guy just had too much free time to make this video.....completely fictional!!

Some kinda education huh?

the more i take exams in NUS, the more i feel like i have no idea what i am doing..... just had my soil mechanics paper.... i was basically dumping in formulas, frantically flipping thru notes and textbooks, praying to find similar questions...... fortunately i did for a few parts....

So after 2 1/2 hours of manic inference (which i am quite a master at already), i walked out of the exam hall, not knowing where the past 150mins went, not knowing wat the question actually requires, not knowing what i actually did, but basically just manic photocopying. its like i just zoned out for a period of time.....

some kinda education huh.

FIGHT AIDS!!

Help to spread the message.... together we can fight AIDS

Revenge of the slut

Ok, i am not a mean person. And i hate to waste my time on nonsensical remarks. but it has come to my knowledge that some people have been posting anonymous vicious remarks abt me in my blog.

i could very well just delete them, but i choose to believe that i am better than that. So i will just leave it there and let it rot itself away into oblivion.

And while i am at anonymous remarks, let me just say that they are very annoying. why dun u just leave ur name down? come on, do everyone here a favour.

PS: i am not a deluded bitch, just a resident B Block slut. so i guess that makes me a deluded slut.

Just me and my "auntie" red shorts

Sigh, something happened during dinner today that made me sad

Tat: eh Cheong Chye why are u wearing those shorts?

Me: why eh what's wrong?

Tat: very auntie eh.

At that point, the whole dining hall goes quiet, everyone stops what they are doing and dart their eyes at my shorts. i swear i could hear the crickets mating somewhere out there....

first of all, let me just clarify that that red shorts of mine is

a) not a pair of boxers
b) not auntie. and neither am i
c) and is totally 100% from Zara. Madrid.

I dun think Zara would produce auntie shorts, thank you very much. DAMN U TAT!!!!

Model Behaviour

OK. some people surf the net playing games, some people surf the net to chat. Hell, some people surf the net lookin' at people gettin' it on.

But me? i surf the net looking at gorgeous pictures of high end fashion labels. or as the french calls it- haute couture.... even the name has a distinct air of superiority.

And the more i look at the good looking bastards and bitches, the more i wanna be a model..... not just any model. a SUPERMODEL!! Someone who stomps and struts the runway... from Milan, to New York, from Madrid to Paris.

haha having a zoolander moment here but seriously, look at the recent publicity pictures of Dolce & Gabbana. it's a teeny weenie bit gay but who the hell cares.... i wanna be able to look good, wear nice clothes, pout and make big bucks all at the same time......

So all u talent scouts out there..... i swear i will do whatever it takes to be HUGE. i noe i am not the most body beautiful person out there but heck, there's photoshop..... and i look edgy god dammit. so there ya go. Make me a SUPERMODEL model model model model *echos*

Update!!

30sec update on the current state of things-

1. someone just called me sexy. no way you say.... WAY!

2. not very stressed about the exams and hence....

3. no pimple outbreaks yet

4. Love the rain, hate the mosquitoes

5. Still wallowing in self misery....

6. hair very long and curly.... very gross. but determined to keep it long (or at least longer than usual)

7. very hungry...... need-chocolate-now.

8. in love with Rascal Flatt's What Hurts the Most

there ya go..... peace out y'all

House of the 2nd Floorers

2nd Floor Tribute!!

Slightly tipsy. after the inaugural 2nd floor supper/drinking session (check out the OBSCENE and COPIOUS amts of liquor in front of the picture). which is probably going to be our last. Kinda bittersweet end to my 2 years in KR. Bitter because only 4 out of 16 of us will be left (myself included) but sweet becos memories that i shared with all of you will be kept in my heart forever.

Here's a tribute to all you awesome 2nd floorers out there:

See Yong- thanks for all the time you came to my room to bitch abt hall politics and accompanied me to suntan at the pool. your laughter is infectious and i thank god that u will still be around with me next year.

Jiann Haur- i dun really know u that well, since u stay at the other end of the floor, but i appreciate your support of Da Bomb Comm when i was still part of it.

Tong Dee- I thank you for all the countless times i borrow formal belt, long sleeve shirt from you for all the dance and presentation i had. You dun appear very often, but the few times u do, u bring life to the place.

Zhe Shien- Part of the threesome of Desmond and Weimin. Also, i thank you for lending me formal belt and socks for my dance pracs (as you can see i am quite the leech-er). and also for being the butt of all jokes during gatherings. hahaha

KeeLong- you came in only this year. but no matter where u go, you make your presence felt. And this is the same when u are on our floor. Thanks for being part of 2nd floor!!

Jayston- i dun know u too well either, but yeah. thanks for being part of 2nd floor!

Eugene (alumni 2nd floor-er)- dude, i do feel bad that we indirectly forced u to move up to 6 floor. but thanks for all the opera singing when you were ard. haha. a true chameleon.

Zhonghan- i do feel bad for the little fiasco we had. and i do apologise for everything. shit happens thats all i can say. Thanks for all the guitar tips, althou i stopped learning. and for all the music sharing sessions. you will be sorely missed when u go Imperial next year. dun come back a cao ang moh!

Desmond- i enjoyed the times we played mahjong at your place. but i hated the way u treated pple like shit whenever u didnt feel like it. but i guess that's u huh? haha. and thanks for downloading the movies for me. u pirate!

Weimin- it's unfortunate that u live opposite me, yet i probably know the least abt you. but i did enjoy the few times we had and for being such a considerate neighbour.

Chong Yunn- what can i say. fellow dancer, fellow funka teammate. thanks for keeping me sane during funka practices (u know why). Hopefullly i had been a nice neighbour. haha!

Daniel- Eh Mr Perh. You are like always not ard because of ur race car thingy. but i guess we had fun watching Rent together with JP, and when i went to ur room to talk cock the other time. Good luck with the race car!!

JP- i am glad you came into my life. you are one wierd character..... always talking without going thru your da nao (big brain).... and what often comes out are often one liners that will stun even the most sedate of men. "Thanks" for all the whining and groaning that emits from your room whenever you get xian or get stuck doing tutorials and lab reports. Sorry ur NOC dream didnt work out, but at least u still have SEP!!

Chazz- what can i say. u are da best la, best fren! i thank you for accepting who i am, but i hate it that u always make me rush my assignments so u can take mine and copy!!! haha. but seriously,
i thank you and JP for moving up to 2nd floor. It is the best thing that ever happen to me. You will definitely be missed and i do hope that u will keep the promise u made to urself. otherwise u are not a man. Do come online once in a while when u are gone. otherwise i will skin you alive. you got that?? Life will never be the same without u here....

So that's all from me.... tears are rolling down, slowly but surely, as i type this. you all will be sorely missed when u are gone, and i do treasure the times we shared, for being a phantom floor, but not so phantom among ourselves. It has been an AWESOME AWESOME 2 years.... and life wudnt be the same without you guys. Take care..... laters ma bros.

Baby don't Cry

Currently wallowing in self-misery and sadness.... yes. contrary to popular belief, guys do have pms too. Come on. be nice. make me happy..... stay, stupid fork, the slut needs company. now that everyone is gone....

Mes Amis du LAF3203...

Its funny how people always start missing things that they dun usually give a damn abt, right before it disappears. take my french class for example. I used to have a love-hate relationship with french classes. it takes up 6 hours of my time per week (not including translating chunks of alien language), i always feel stressed going to class, afraid that the tutor would ask me questions that je ne comprends pas.... the tonnes of essays and comprehensions.

But now that my final french module is abt to come to an end, i kinda am gonna miss my frens. i am going to miss how dingying always complain to me how sick she is, i am going to miss how xiaowen always complains abt being tired, how we always am4 chio3 (silent laugh) whenever boon hian does something OUT OF THIS WORLD... i am going to miss my twin Siang Chye (somehow french pple cannot differentiate our names) and all the new frens i have made. i am going to miss french classes and that's the truth. no matter how much i deteste the language, it's going to be part of me forever. at least i hope.

gonna miss all of u, mes amis!!

this is like the worst week ever. i got backache, i got lao sai, i got backache again, i got cheated to go to NEWater plant, that stupid tour guide treated all of us NUS students like lame primary school kids...... still got wat. oh i tought i lost my phone, only to realise it was in my jeans all along (i am such a GENIUS!!!) and after all that running in the rain to arts den to central lib den back to hall. seriously. ta ma de.

den i went to wala wala for the first time (therefore the incorrect spelling), gotten high, and all my troubles became soooooo much clearer AFTER the alcohol, which cost me 19bucks. wahhhh seriously.

Daniel Powter had a bad day, i think i am having a bad week..... no no make that a bad semester.

Quote from Nicolas Chaplin:

"i don't support marriage. But that doesn't mean i don't support sexual relations ah!"

only in his lessons do you get to talk about sex.... and stuff. really gonna miss his lessons once this semester is over.

I AM A PORN STAR WATCH ME SHAG!! Your Porn Star Name Is...

Jerry Jackme

What's" Your Porn Star Name?

And if all things fail..... i guess i can always bank on my Jerry Jackme alter-ego for some quick cash. Now if only there was an adult video industry in Singapore.....