Coupla observations...

Alrighty... just got back from a 4 sector kl quickie today. This means I went from SIN-KL-SIN and SIN-KL-SIN in a day. Phewwwww!~~ There weren't too many people on the way to KL though.. which makes me wonder why are we doing all these short quickie flights at all. There is a reason why people are not exactly travelling with SQ outta Sg when there are low cost carriers that prolly charge a fraction of what we are charging and still get passengers to their destination, no? Hmmm... and it's not just KL i'm talking abt. There's Bangkok, Manila, Penang, Bali - just to name a few- who have low cost carriers who fly there too! So instead of exhausting us cabin crew with quickies like these that don't make much money, why not conserve our energy and let us focus on the longer flights!? Afterall, Tiger air and Silkair are for the very purpose of flying regional and SIA are for international flights! This way... cabin crew wun complain too much when they do short flights and will become even more thankful to the company for giving them such good welfare and in turn speak well of the company. A happy man is a productive man so I believe, if we are happy with our long flights, we'll be more productive and in turn bring in more capital for the company coz passengers will be happier with our service!~ Everybody wins... yay!

Maybe it's the newspapers, coffee, tea, mango or orange juice that we serve within 30 min that draw people to still fly with us despite the difference in ticket price. Which leads me to another observation. Remember the huge debate about new media (news via the net and sms, etc) taking over old media (newspaper, magazines and radio)? Yea.. in all honesty, I highly doubt old media will be taken over anytime soon... reason being.. people can STILL be anal about NOT getting their STs or Todays or Lian He Zhao Baos on board. Yep... 5 min of delay and they go, "i asked for a Straits Times 5 min ago and i STILL haven't got it!!" Yes, on a KL or bangkok or manila flight. I look on down the aisle during take-off and landing and realise 80% of passengers are holding their papers up and devouring everything single word printed there. I'm sure it's similar when u take a sit in morning trains. I don't see as many people logging on to their laptops or staring intently at their mobiles in trains... okay.. can't say the same in the aircraft but still.. u get the point. Why can't they just get their news when they touch down and switch on their phones? Or when they are waiting in transit in the airport.. or when they arrive at the hotels? See... most still prefer the age-old-never-say-die method of news retrieval... It ain't gonna die anytime soon lah... as far as I can see... news writers, publishers will still have jobs...

But that's just me and my observation during today's flight. I must be blabbering coz of my hunger and tiredness... Alrighty.. am gonna bathe and go have dinner. Hungryyyyy!~~!~

Crazy day

Just some pics to brighten up the blog before I start babbling about how crazy this day started out. Anywayz, there's definately gonna be loads and loads of pics put up by everyone else so I shall indulge in myself first... keke... for more grad pics, look up the other blogs linked to mine.

Alrighty, that's me, my dad and mum having a nice mood shot coupled with leaves and all... feeling ah feeling. Taken of course, by dearest Kwok fai fai..

Me, elissa and gracia... I'm the only one wearing the mortarboard coz... my hair's unsightly if the mortarboard is taken off...
Us and some of the other graduates preparing for the typical hat throw...

Alrighty... part of the gang minus Sel and Kel... wish u guys were here to make the picture a little more complete.. Oh wat will I do without these folks with me for the past 18 months.

Hahaha... Dearest mummy and daddy bought me flowers. How sweet!!! Too bad kiddo deb can't be there. Apparently she quarrelled with her teacher for not letting her take the day off or something... How typical of my garang little sister. Promised to adobe her pic into our family pic.. kekeke... but that'll be for another day coz I ain't the best pic editor in the world.

Alrighty... firstly, I must thank Nicky for being the sweetest, most understanding, most patient, most everything housemate in the world. Without him, I won't have made it in school on time with my clothes and gown and hat and wat not. I got unwittingly smashed at a supposedly quiet drinking nite with a galfren and ended up at another fren's place in siglap. Had to rush to sim and at the same time, call nicky and gave him directions on what to pack so I can change from ms hungover to ms graduate. Once again, my most sincere apologies to ruin ur nite... and to keep u awake. Not forgetting mr kwok too... who couldn't sleep after the distressing phone conversation with my fren. I am really really sorry and I know... my bad... More self control in future, I promise.

So I rushed to SIM with the smell of alcohol as my perfume and last nite's make up. I didn't think I looked THAT bad though... but I know I did look stoned. All I could think of was.. shit.. it was suppose to be a quiet nite.. Changed, sat in the hall feeling like I was in a desert coz I didn't get to drink anything in the morning. Thirsty and hungry and wanting to puke was all I could think of. Mix that with a spinning room of mortarboards, phew, I'm glad I got through. Think everything went well from there, my greatest fear was to trip when I get onstage. Haa.. the food made me feel instantly better but the highlight was the picturetaking session, actually.

Went back home to offload my stuff, SLEEP, then headed off with louis to get gracia's pressie, which I must say.. she absolutely LOVED.. kekeke... then we rushed back to welcome guests for gracia's bday dinner. Everyone was late.. as usual. *PUI* Dinner was a simple affair of ordered -in pizza, wine, drinks (I swear, I touched a total of not more than 1/2 a small glass of alcohol combined), and a good session of laughing at our grad pics and watching Mind Your Language. Thereafter, we headed to zouk (I was a little worried they'd recognise me at Velvet coz of the commotion I created the nite before.. yes.. apparently, I had to be carried out.. fireman style.. sigh.. so loser). I didn't drink much coz I could still feel the alcohol from the nite before... gracia got smashed but that's only normal... well.. then everyone kinda dwindled out coz of the long day we had. Louis, Vina and I went for Teochew Mui... got home ard 5 plus.. and yesh... here I am just awake to start wat's left of my day.

I have learnt to be more responsible for my actions coz it not only affects me, it does have a ripple effect. And I think, well I hope to think, that I'm on my way to forgetting that certain someone.

My first plog!

Me and my favourite peeps taking a train back from London. They were both sleeping and I had nothing better to do. But this turned out quite well, no?? Everyone says it's cute!~ muahaha..

Some of Prague's interesting and amazing street art. I mean, Prague is amazing. They have these art pieces (this is giant jenga, btw) lying randomly around the streets. I think there seem to be more tourists in Prague than locals. Maybe a ratio of 70% tourists. Hmmm....

Alrighty, this is me. Like you dun already know but this is my first plog attempt (picture-log) so I have to put my lovely picture up in case for those who haven't seen me in a while, u might forget my goofy look. I'm actually hoping to put more pics but since the only ones that I have digitally are the ones from my previous london-prague-amsterdam holiday, I'll start with these first. I know they're kinda backdated.. keke.. Will upload more pics in time to come!~

You're beautiful, you're beautiful,

You're beautiful, it's true

I saw your face in a crowded place

and I dunno wat to do

coz I'll never be with you

Just wondering...

On arrival to London, I turned on the teevee, BBC, only to watch the coverage of the air crash in Greece killing all pax in the plane. Halfway during the times I'm actually in the hotel watching news, two helicopters crashed. And finally, on check out morning, another commercial plane crashed in Venezuala, again, killing all 152 passengers. GEEEEZ... why do we bother with all the safety drills, procedures and wat nots when it seems like most of the time when dealing with aircrashes, it really depends on the pilots to land as safely as possible and if they fail to do so, everyone will probably not make it out alive anyway.

Hmmm... apparently the authorities are thinking giving us, the public, a say in whether fertility treatments should be allowed to create babies with identical or suitable cells, blood types, etc etc so they can be used to treat their diabolical brother or sister. Lets say, it's now possible to bring up a child for the sole purpose of donating blood to another sick child. Today, it's blood, tomorrow, it might be bone marrow, then kidney, then wat.. a heart? Sounds like The Island to me. Seriously, I dun think it's fair to treat another human being as a sparepart supplier and I certainly do not wish to see the law ever being passed.

Others might argue that maybe these sort of cloning can bring hope, a better lifestyle to those currently suffering from a certain diesease, say... kidney failure. Sure u can clone a kidney from your very own cells... but who's gonna carry that spare kidney until its ready to be transplanted? A pig? A cow? Either that or.... maybe someday, humans - like a surrogate mother. Well, I might sound ignorant coz I dunno much abt these procedures. Maybe they've already cultivated some way to do such a transplant efficiently without being inhumane towards humans and animals.... I dunno, and I'm not gonna try to sound smart so yea...

In the meantime, who's to say what a disability is? What is the message sent out to people who have a disability... that they should change it? That it isn't possible to live a fulfilling life just because they lack something others have? Who's to say their quality of life isn't better or that they are unhappy? Ah but then again, maybe I can say all these coz I ain't on the flipside of the coin. I dunno how it feels to not be able to do certain things. And all we want is just to live a little bit better, be a little bit happier and make things a little simpler. So... I dunno where I'm going with this, haha... just wondering how the world will be like if we can really start changing lives, improving genes and maybe even playing God by creating life.

Hmmm.... maybe I should cut down on drinking and smoking in case I may one day need a twin to donate a lung or liver or something... *CHOOOOI* But then again, if it's ur time, it's ur time.

Frenz

Argh...

I'm not suppose to be awake at this time coz, knowing I'll be on a nite flight later tonight, I'll have to be sleeping in the afternoon so might as well stay up as late as possible so I can sleep in as late as possible and not take the trouble of having to try to sleep again in the afternoon. Got home at 5am last nite and I'm up, alive and kicking at 9.30am!!~! Sigh... all my efforts gone to waste.... DAMMIT.

Feeling kinda melancholic these days and just fell in love with this song by James Blunt entitled "Goodbye my lover". It's damn sad and depressing but the chords are exactly the same as Katie Melua's "Closest thing to crazy" so yey... I've just "mastered" two new songs. Whoopeee~

Had dinner with the what's left of the gang at far east yesterday. Turned out to be quite a gathering with Alvina gracing us with her pressence.. keke... there's pris, val, jonathan, nicky, louis and yours truly. It's been such a long time since we had more than 3 or 4 peeps hanging out. After dinner, we headed over to indochine for some beer (looked like a carlsberg ad coz we ordered their special offer and ended up with 10 bootled of carlsberg, imagine the sight when we toasted!) to be joined by gracia and gary. Felt soooo mass commie but there was this other table that had like 10 guys and abt 3 gals, mixing their own drinks, sitting in a big group, having fun. Looked like they were celebrating something and all... felt like we were there just a coupla years back. It was kinda heartwarming then fast forward to us, slightly more grown up, group slightly more toned down just having good conversations, occassional bickerings here and there, making the same lame jokes, talking not abt school but about work, life, relationships and frens here and overseas. *contented sigh*

How time flies.... most of the gals are back, almost everyone's still here, somewhere, somehow, still the same yet kinda different. Different because of the road our lives have taken, different coz we were put in some situation others did not get to experience, different because we've made decisions, lived with regrets, earned another scar to add to our already huge collection of emotional baggages. And things will change even more when we go through even more. Ups and downs at work, bitches and backstabbers that stop at nothing to climb over our backs, frens who come and go, leaving a mark just somewhere in ur heart but never bothering to stay long enough for their names to be engraved forever. And those who've been engraved, those that matter, we somehow start taking them for granted, sometimes forgetting that they were the ones that held our hands through shit, cleaned up our pukes, seen and heard the worst from and about us and yet still love us for who we are. I guess frenship's greatest lesson is never to take anyone for granted.

And of course, never to take our families for granted. Need to remind myself of that daily... I think i need to go home more often. :)

Alrighty... will be heading to London tonight and gonna meet up with my other favourite peeps. Kekeke... Apparently adrian's planned two nights worth of comedy nite outs so I'll be laughing so hard I hope my abs get a lil shaped up. (dream on... dream away... )

I am gonna try to fall asleep now.

Even the best fall down sometimes
Even the wrong words seem to rhyme
Out of the doubt that fills my mind
I somehow find you and I collide

Midnight in Pasir ris

Further to my resolution not to club too much coz of healt and monetary issues, I hereby declare that I'm officially bored with the clubbing thing. Went to balaclava last nite with a coupla colleagues after our week of absolute boringness learning about business class service. It was fun when the live band started playing... the group of us started talking about vibrators and stuff.. (i'll spare the details) but anywayz, it was fun. Then, in all sweetness, louis dragged the gang down to bala to 'surprise' me (but i spoilt it by calling insistently) and it was pure fun. Like wala, coz the band's the same (sunday band, not eic) and just drinking and goofing ard.

Then we decided to go zouk while my colleagues went over to liquid room.

Arrived at zouk and I dunno why, perhaps it's PMS but the mood became different. It was blardy crowded and I didn't really enjoy the music. Wnen to phuture, winebar, met another fren and headed to velvet, back to zouk, then home... in prolly less than 2 hours. I was horrendously bored and all I could think of was my cosy bed back at normanton.

I think i'll stick to live bands, my ipod and listening to the guys play the guitar at normanton from now on. Saves me a hell lotta money, meet less sleezy people, i can sing my lungs out and no one can say anything abt that. HA!

My sheesha pipe's finally working .. yay... what other reasons do I need to stay home from now? Got my drinks, music and sheesha (for variety purposes) all under one roof. No lack of guys at home so there's nothing to worry abt. Kekeke...

Had a stupid (and i mean realllllly stupid) fight with my regular taxi driver last week. Can u believe it? TAXI DRIVER... ok, long story short, he wasn't too happy coz he waited for me at the airport but i didn't show up and didn't call him. That's coz my plane got delayed for over an hr and my phone had to be off.. DUH.. Then, when i had a coupla change of plans, and he was too far to pick me... i said nevermind, dun wanna make him rush down or anything... and guess wat, dear fren lectured me for wasting money by calling a cab and asked why didn't i call him earlier or told him where i was going?!~ i mean... WTF?? who the fuck are u anyway? There's more but i'm just too lazy to type and the more I think of it... ma blood just boils...

Sighhhhh... it sucks coz in being the frenly Singaporean, unlike the usual snobs, I talked to this guy and he seemed frenly. But hey... couldn't leave it at that coz once u get too close, things just get wierdly personal and just fall apart and u lose a fren. It almost feels like.. wat's the point of even making that attempt in the first place. Should I even feel guilty? and for wat?? And because of this bad experience, should I be wary of talking or getting too close to anyone anymore?

Hao ren nan zuo... *pui*

Season of Love

Tis' the season of lurve... or so it seems coz people around me all seem happily blissful.

Was just telling aly that the gang's getting on pretty well back in Sg and we are at peace with life. Well, that's what I sincerely hope so.

To my darling dear who I've not seen been so happy in such a long time, there are only X number of times you can be happy.... so just be, and as long as you're happy - truly happy- I'll be behind to you with whatever decisions you make.

I think once we make decisions or resolutions that we know will be good for us in the long run, we should stick with it especially when the going gets tough. Gee.. no shit..

Sometimes I look at all the love around me and wish that I had someone to share those special moments with. But I also know that wishing and hoping and thinking and praying ain't gonna get me my knight in shiny armour coz it usually only happens when you stop looking. So I've decided to stop looking, stop complicating things and go with the flow - but it sure ain't easy when you're freaking dreaming abt it! I'm going crazy!!!

To my dearie who's been an absolute sweetie, thank you for everything and I just want you to know that I really appreciate everything you're doing. In some warped sense, I actually feel blissful - but we've always been warped, haven't we?

So in my attempt not to make matters complicated... I've decided that I should cut down on clubbing and drinking so I dun end up making more silly mistakes. Go out less, save more money, hell, since I've got a beautiful Human Warlock character in WOW... I might just end up in the world. (Now where did that thought come from?!~ *shudders*) Sleep more... exercise and swim more... Read more news... watch more teevee... A whole new me shall emerge!~~

I'm not a player... I refuse to be one... I dun wanna be used by one.

Sidenote: My secondary school fren's getting married!!!!!!! My most heartfelt congratulations to him and his gal!! Wooohooo!!! He's my age which makes it absolutely scary. I think it's the environment we're in that makes people think of taking the plunge. Say if you hang with a bunch of middleage men who are starting families, or are already having a coupla kids or two, chances are you'll more likely than not think about marriage, especially if you're already blissfully attached. If you hang with a bunch of swinging bachelors, guess wat??! Oh.. and finally... if your frens start talking about getting married...(or attached), chances are... someone might get a proposal pretty soon!