Tsunami Proof

I seem to hv lost the blogging impetus since joining RSAF. gradually been sapped out of me. in any case, i am forced to the upkeep of this blog for the purpose of maintaining non-hokkienised conversation.

I'm clueless as to whether hokkienism is a misnomer. there's so many dialects indistinguishable from each other in that language that i tend to be smothered in. well with the exception of the last shift - mukun can't (or at least not well) speak chinese, kong doesnt, and my fave niko doesnt.

niko is a dog, mind you. 5 month old black dog. i'm ignorant and blissfully ignorant at that regarding the 'breed' of the dog. breed? its a foreign word. Black dog. enough description. bit ugly. but adorable. hence cute, in the literal meaning.

I'd hv gotten wonderful pictures of the wonderful island i reside on for certain periods - i even brought my camera.. but as testament to my idiocy i didnt charge the batteries. but i brought my camera. good enough lah. in the words of tauhid, idea was there.

and while i was happily sitting on that peaceful rock south of the "rock" that is Singapore, an island south of Singapore, Java, was hit by two earthquakes. in relative proximity to indonesia, we are. the second quake actually caused a tidal rise of about a foot - and consider the fact that i had left the jetty minutes before the tidal rise to watch my spongebob.

two guys (kong n mukun) remained on the jetty to see the sea engulf it. (actually the wave water jus managed to cover the jetty, but i tend to exaggerate). me being 40+m (i think) above sea level happily watching an animated sponge and his good friend the starfish didnt feel a thing. but later i got glad for those 200+ steps we hv to climb - it makes the place a very safe place during global warming. or a tsunami, which probably wld be the more imminent threat.

But in any case its such a relief to be back home after 3 days on the island. even if i keep considering it a chalet resort etc. correction, anw - its a chalet resort with area cleaning. tutz..

ok gonna rest. ciao.

out.

World Cup Pneumonia

So concluded the World Cup Germany 2006 last night (early this morning, Singapore time) as Italy won the competition for the 4th time, once more amidst an issue of corruption back home. I shan't comment on Corruption in Italy lest his Excellency the Italian Ambassador posts a comment like he did in "Today" newspaper regarding a commentary about corruption in his country. I'd agree that its unfair to judge a nation by its football players.. but there's no absolving the players involved in their elaborate attempts to soil the nature of the game.

And so concludes probably a World Cup that really i could have won a LOT of money - there was a certain pattern; every team i wanted to win either played horrendously (England) or lost. Quite sad, really.. Except for a handful of matches such as Czech Republic v. USA. And public enemy no.1 (for ousting Aussieland) eventually claimed the trophy. So i could hv won a lot of money..

In any case i believe that the most interesting talking point of the game was inevitably Zinedine Zidane's 3rd extraordinary header in 2 World Cup Finals. For those who are blur, the first two won the Jules Rimet trophy for France in 1998 v. Brasil. The third, this time well placed to the chest of an Italian player, got him sent off.. For those of you who missed the action..

Followed by the Italian's (obviously) must-make-the-ref-notice reaction..

We have it all on camera film - the whole sequence - but i'm lazy to upload it. Anw, Zidane got sent off in extra time, and France went on to deservedly lose. For if Italy did knock out the valiant Aussies and the Deutschlanders, it was evident that they wanted the Jules Rimet trophy much more than the Frenchies. Perhaps bcos half the Frenchie team HAVE already lifted it before, in 1998.

And full applause to the Italian defense, and clinical though sporadic attack.

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Anw, i watched the final on Pawai, and hence was knocked out clean the rest of today. and it was a good first shift, where i definitely had to do more than my fair share, which of course did piss me off abit.. but apart from that, its okay la. its fun to change generators and do ops checks with the Radio. That's why i'm a signaller.

And 90% of the conversation and 80% of the TV shows and 50% of the radio shows were in Chinese. which, especially the conversation bit, really got on my nerves. technically it feels that i was excluded in all sense of the word for a lot of the time, and i'd have bonded with the sea better. and it was a disappointing day this morning - being poured down by the clouds' tears. and the sky's breath. The wind was blistering cold, and the weather.. still can't recover.

But apart from that.. the nice long nap, the end of world cup, the return home from pawai, the changing into dry clothes, the nice long chat with keira, and especially keira knighley on TV two days in a row.. Enough things to be thankful of. and enough space to still wonder about one of the great mysteries of the FIFA World Cup.

Out.

to You.

I'm back, and so sorry to dampen the spirits of those who believe that there should be more productive things online with the amount of money blogger is spending on me. But i'll just sigh and carry on with my exciting life that nobody will understand.

Maybe it adds to the excitement of hoping for an exciting post everytime u happen to chance upon this site. and perhaps you'd hv been terribly disappointed unless u were a terrorist searching for where the hell the RSAF conducts live firing exercises. Which even then i don't think you'd want to know anyway.

Anw i believe i'll be uncontactible over the next few days - i'm going over to the island. where its rumoured to have a monopoly set, mahjong set, risk set and others.. true, but read the fine print. nobody wants to play. bishk!

its almost as bad as giving u a hell lot of money and no time to use it. i.e. OCS. hurhur. whatever.

anw it never fails to amaze me how skillfull experienced cabbies are at their profession. did you KNOW that they have a computer map on their little screen?? soo cool.. did you KNOW that one day before the diesel prices skyrocketted i wanted to be a cabbie? oh wait. it was before it became known to me that a cabbie's job is the most lethal job (survey done in NYC). even surpassing the more obvious job of soldier. hmmm..

i guess gang member doesn't count.

or race car driver.

whatever.

Anw i think the computer map is probably a waste of money for experienced cabbies. and an insult to their abilities. they don't need it. it'll probably be better used to let their sons see where AMK ave 10 is. My fake address is there, btw. complete with a block number...

I'm gg back to what i used to be - a book worm. i guess those who know me wld probably question that statement, but rest assured, i was an avid reader before. besides, u'd probably hv only known me earliest sec1, which is 6 yrs after i read my last book regularly. strangely, sec1 happens to also be 6 yrs after i kicked my first football. coincidence?

On another note, i did try to convert to "Notepad". disaster, i think.. too personal. too hateful, too cynical of this crazy world we live in. i like myself in this civic-controlled environment that is blogger. u'd like me here better too..

i hate you, world. u're cruel and selfish. why do i seek to please u? why? - 010706

I still wonder. Why?

out.

Swansong?

I'm sorry that i've bored the living hell out of most pple that read my blog. Thank you naf for making that known to me - though i probably always knew.

It also makes me understand just how boring my life must be to an outsider. but seriously, rest assured - my life is not boring to me. so needn't pity the fact that i'm living a life that might seem extremely boring to you.

Which makes me think. a lot of pple's lives are completely boring to others. at least to me. which makes me wonder what purpose a blog serves. what's the difference between a blog and "Notepad"?

Out.