Monday, July 9, 2012

I was leaving Punggol Plaza after lunch...

...when a kid about half my height approached me.

"Excuse me, how much does that cost?" he asked, pointing to my waveboard.


I spoke to him for a while and he asked if he could try it out.

We went outside and I let him have a go.

He had one, but wanted to try out this other brand of waveboard I had.

He was quite impressed and thanked me.


As I got on the board to ride home, he asked me another question:

"Are you in secondary school?"

Almost perfect

The team leaves for Chiang Mai this morning.

One week ago, I took a flu jab at the SengKang Polyclinic. 

To be honest, I was surprised at how quickly it was done. The clinic had a lot of people but I jumped the queue and was treated by a friendly and pretty nurse. The jab didn't even hurt. 

Everything was going perfectly.

And then...



Oh the tragedy.

Friday, July 6, 2012

Thursday, July 5, 2012

Ask you a question:

Do you think I'll make a good vlogger?

Me in real life:


Wednesday, July 4, 2012

The most tragic hero

...is the one who knows not if what he does is good.

Tuesday, July 3, 2012

What is a girl like you doing in a place like this?

Late night supper after fencing training at a little coffee shop near Holland V.

As we entered, I noticed a well dressed and made up girl with a nice figure and long hair queuing for food. I didn't get to see her face except from the side, but I could tell she was above average in the looks department.

I bought my food and drinks at another stall, and realised she was still queuing with her back to our seating area when I returned.

Curiosity got the better of me and I wanted to see how she looked. So I went to the coffee shop toilet in front of her, knowing that when I came back out, she would be facing my direction.

I washed my hands and came out quickly. What I saw surprised me.

Her looks were as I had expected - she was pretty.

That was not what surprised me.


From where I was standing in front of her, I noticed most of the guys in the seating area behind her had their eyes glued to her.

Seems I wasn't the only one whose eye she caught.

It was actually quite a cute scene to see.


I wished I could have gone up to her and told her that she was pretty enough to make the heads of most of the guys behind her turn. I wanted to tell her because most guys would admire her from a distance without ever complimenting her and it was very possible she would never know how attractive she really was.


You know what? I could have done it.

I did something like that before.

But... I need some advise here.


You see, I'm so afraid that in complimenting a girl for her physical beauty, she might begin to feel that what is skin deep is the most important thing to beauty. This is what the world tells women, which i really don't agree with.

Is there a way to compliment her looks without making her feel beauty is skin deep? Or should I just shut my mouth as I have done for the past year or two?

Like a Horror Movie

Marianne and I were eating dinner in the living room when she noticed something crawling below the TV.

It was the biggest, baddest ant I've seen.




3cm long, big red mandibles, green abdomen.

Marianne asked me to not wait and get rid of it.

I took a picture and quickly threw it out the window.

It was scary cuz unlike a spider or a cockroach, this was an ant.

And ants... don't travel alone.


But this ant seemed to be alone.

I found no other like it around.

That was some relief.

I later posted the picture on FB.

Then... someone identified it.



Queen.

Queen. 

Queen.


It was the Queen of the big red ants.




It felt like the moment in a horror movie when you realise that the monster never left the house.

(It didn't help that I had just watched Prometheus that night.)

I slowly approached the TV cabinet where i last saw it.

By now... any eggs it had laid would have hatched.

I took a deep breath and yanked the cupboard doors open...

Monday, July 2, 2012