A night without the gf.

Would ya believe it, the exams are finally over. Now for a lil thing called work attachment to look forward to, whoop dee doo. Well, lookin at the fact that my gf is out clubbing, leaving me no one to talk to, I have all the time in the world now and hence shall pass it by telling a story.

Once upon a time, in a land where every one was trying to live a dream, there lived two great men, Tweedledee and Tweedledoo. Both men were outstanding from young and made it to Yay University, with Tweedledee graduating 2 years before Tweedledoo. Tweedledee decided to volunteer for duty upon graduation and requested to fight for his country in Vetnum. However Tweedledee was personally against the war so he was effectively fighting in a war he didn’t support. Now why woud anyone do that? Go figure. Tweedledoo on the other hand, was living it up in the skies as a fighter pilot, displaying an innate talent in flying planes where no wars were being fought at. Ask not what your country can do for you; ask what someone else can do for your country Tweedledoo thought to himself.

Now both grew up to be fine young men and Tweedledoo eventually became “the leader of the free world”, “THE most powerful man on earth”, yada yada yada. Disaster was soon to strike as a mad man instructed his henchmen(foolish ones) to hijack planes and pilot them into key buildings in the country. 2 of the planes meant for the Trump tower(I cant stand the hair hence I’m destroying his building) however came up against the twin towers. They could not be avoided in time cause of their height and ended up bearing the brunt of the 2 planes. When the mad man heard of the screw up he exclaimed “Oh sala!”, and was henceforth known as Ohsala.

A period of terror soon engulfed the country and Tweedledoo was kept on his toes. Another mad man, Sadman, soon resurfaced and the world’s attention was focused on him. Tweedledoo insisted Sadman was hiding WMD and didn’t wanna share so he sought the permission of congress to invade Sadman’s country. Tweedledee was one of the voters and by a strange twist of fate, voted for the invasion even though he AGAIN didn’t support it. Yup, go figure…. AGAIN!

Tweedledee has had enough and now hes up against Tweedledoo for the right to become “the leader of the free world”, “THE most powerful man on earth”, yada yada yada. This time however, Tweedledee has grown more brains and promises to withdraw the troops and try to get other countries involved in fighting the war on terror in a bid to win the elections. Ask not what your country can do for you; ask what other countries can do for your country. Whoa, see what Tweedledoo is up against now?

And so the battle to become “the leader of the free world”, “THE most powerful man on earth”, yada yada yada, rages on. Who will win? Ah why do I care, we’re after all comparable to “pi sai”. Oh wait, and everyone lived happily ever after. The end.

Tribute.

How time flies…. Nearly a year ago, Jocelyn, Joe and I met on a Sunday morning and traveled all the way to freakin changi airport to receive a certain faggot. A cab ride during which we covered 6900 friggin miles was next on the cards before we finally arrived at marina centre for lunch. Well that was the first step in which the faggot and I took towards a special friendship. However lunch was free after all so it wasn’t that bad a day. =/

The experiences -
Chiong!!!! Something we did like what. 2ice during the past 11 plus months? I’m sure la. All the times the techno was killa, the “cannot make it but think im the hottest thing ever hence im up on the podium tryin to gyrate myself into a guy’s wet dream when in actual fact they’re the reasons why you see so many guys puking outside clubs(they’re jus feigning drunk)” kinda girls, Jason managing to sleep in clubs, the cheering, hur hur, the cigarette game, the hotel stays after chiongin, the search in rain in the wee hours of the morning in town and countless other incidents, have all contributed to forming a path on my grey matter which will never be forgotten.

The man –
Charismatic, charming, humorous, down to earth, well liked, courteous. Ok now that I‘ve described myself, I can move on to talk bout THE man. From con camp in sec 3 to UCL law undergrad, certainly props must be given to yan. However it is not the intelligence yan exudes that endears him to his close friends, instead it is his oh so colourful personality that acts as the pivot. Overly charismatic? I fathom its more of a combination of charisma and a dominating nature. How bout the protectiveness of this guy, now that’s a double edged sword (Rosie). Certainly not forgetting the cartoon in yan, remember fruit bats hanging overhead at the night safari and sparklers during CNY?
Yan thinks that his character will invite trouble when he goes out to work. I say he will have no trouble getting outta it with some help from the brains department and not forgetting a lil touch of Machiavellianism. Of course it helps in your career should you have a law degree from UCL. The power a $300,000 piece of paper wields…. Oh oh oh and not forgetting the big guy from *Khong Guan.

The farewell –
Must admit that I wasn’t able to hang out as much as I had hoped close to your departure date and its something which I’m kinda regretful for. We didn’t manage to do all the things we had earmarked time for before your departure like karaoke and a guy’s night out decked out in our finest, heck even the farewell bbq was such a disappointment. Little wonder that I felt something was grossly incomplete the day of your departure and hence the lead up to a mono tear “outburst”.

The future –
You leaving for London doesn’t signify the end of a friendship, instead I prefer to look at it as the next step this friendship is going to take towards greater heights. Good luck over there and hopefully, first class honours, here comes the beng from sengapore! Ok, I’m gonna be realistic here, we’re not closing down Paragon in the future, I’ll be contented if I can even close down EconMini mart for a private shopping experience. Who am I kidding? Milan, New York, London, Shanghai, New Dehli, watch out, here we come.

The thanks(and some ngging) –
What a year it has been eh. Had so many memories etched into my mind all cause a guy had so much time on his hands while waiting for uni to start. Wonder how different things will be had we not hung out so much, but still I’m ultimately grateful such an option wasn’t open to me. Please watch your spending over there and stay outta trouble. The “bah-gers” there have guns and Muslim extremists on their tails!!!!

*names have been changed to cater to the younger readers, if any at all.