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the pet daddy wants to rear
posted July 12, 2010 8:32 pm
My dad has been in a very good mood today.
He came home, and with a big smile on his face, he asked, “Liyeng. Do you want to rear a pet?”
He has never been fond of animals. This took me by surprise.
“Uh. I already have one,” I said, defensively. He was holding bananas he bought on his way home from work, and I was half worried he was going to make fun of me in my monkey suit or something.
“What pet you already have?” my dad asked.
I hesitated.
“Uh.. he’s in his room upstairs. Been rearing it for the past 18 years,” I tried.
He laughed, but a sinister one.
“This pet I want to rear is better than that one. Much better,” he said.
Something better than my brother? o.O
“What pet is this?” I asked.
“Octopus.”
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Damn you, Spain. And Netherlands for losing. And Paul.
Damn you, World Cup.
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the 27th floor
posted May 31, 2010 2:36 am
The walkway in the hotel room is creepy at night.
It is almost 3am. YOUTH’10 met its conclusion approximately 5 hours ago.
I remember the 3 months prior. The fitting into multiple roles, the adrenaline rush from the crazy deadlines, the long days, the crisis management moments.
All that concluded in just 3 days.
The turn up was tremendous. The media went nuts covering the Festival. The tweets, the comments posted across social media platforms.
The highly reliable, passionate & driven volunteers in our team. I have not found so much joy working with volunteers.
My roommates are sound asleep. On my right, Syakirin snores, slightly. Her Organizer tag peeks from beneath her, mocking at my disability from removing it from under her weight. Khairul stirs for a moment, and settles on his side, without moving the Dilbert book he fell asleep in. It is cold. He is curled like a shriveled prawn. I turn to my left and I see Ross, stiff cold like a rock. I attempt to tug the covers beneath him, but to no avail. I crawl back to my bed.
I sit, my sore legs tucked warmly under the dusty covers. I am wide awake. I bask in the newfound freedom; my mind barely able to grasp the fact that after months of hard labour, the Festival was now over. The bond which once tied me down, like handcuffs over my boney wrists, lingers slightly.
I reflect, and conclude that I have had a great few months. The Festival was an effort well sown. 88366 youths turned up. Best we’ve had since its first inception in 2008.
My colleagues have worked hard for this. Their energy, enthusiasm, crisis management styles have taught me much. I lie down, turn to my slumbering counterparts – who are now spinning into a mini snorechestra – and just before I let my body succumb to exhaustion, I smile.
I have never been prouder to be a part of such a great bunch of people
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thankful.
posted May 25, 2010 2:06 am
for dedicated rockstars in the #youth10 team
for great friends who remind me about the bigger picture in life
for comfort, hugs and warmth
for free game apps on the iPhone
for safety nets
Oh by the way, Happy 30th Anniversary, Mom & Dad!
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of night drives and dental care
posted May 23, 2010 11:11 pm
My brother has 7 ulcers on his tonsils.
During the trip home today (the darling has been my personal chauffeur for 2 weeks now. thank you love.) he asked me a series of questions re tonsilitis.
How long does it take to heal?
Can I go for a jab?
What if I remove my tonsils?
Can you talk when you had it?
Will it take months?
Will I die?
And so on and so forth.
My brother and I have been dentally challenged for the most part of our lives. Regular ulcers, horrendous teeth arrangement (a maternal inheritance, so my Dad claims), odd shaped tooth – the likes. He’s worn braces for 4 years. He’s had his wire twang in half, his crown fall off, and we both have had our share of stubborn brackets which won’t stay put. (At one point, I swear I spent more time with my orthodontist than with God. That, a separate story another day)
While most siblings spend their time squabbling/fighting cold wars/talk about more regular siblingy stuff, we talked about our teeth. For 30 full minutes during the drive home.
It went something like this.
“You wear your braces 2 years only, don’t complain la.”
“Where got complain. I actually like lor. Just not the ulcer la.”
“You braces or not also still ulcer one la.”
“Oh I will miss the flossing. Actually quite fun. Remember last time when first wear the time, quite susah to fit the fella in.”
“Yala of cos la.”
“When I take out, the first thing I’m going to bite is your finger.”
“WHY?”
“For fun.”
“Gila.”
beat.
“You know wearing retainer more susah?”
“I don’t care la susah or not, I suffer so much dii when I take out I better be damn pretty la.”
And for the first time in 18 years, the boy rolled his eyes at me.
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dreams.
posted May 21, 2010 9:02 pm
I want to walk down your streets. Feel your pulse. Hear your buses honk, see your robbers run. Smell the perfume, breath and perspiration of your inhabitants. Sit at your park benches and watch your obese citizens walk their obese dogs. Sit at your local pub and pretend to hold my alcohol well. Look at all your gorgeous people – tall, thin, dark, fair, short, sane, suicidal, hopeful – all. Stand at a tiny apartment overlooking your skyline.
And for once, I will breathe.
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facepalm moment of the day
posted May 2, 2010 7:35 pm
My friend Suit Lin was on her way to my house, to hang out.
I went down to grab something to eat. Sitting at his workdesk was my dad. Like all/most men, he’s topless.
‘Dad, my friend is coming over to hang out yeah. Gonna spend some time together,’ I said.
‘Huh? What? Oh, that means I have to put on my shirt la…’ my dad said.
I grinned.
‘You don’t want to put on also can…’ I said.
‘Cannot la, later your friend feel inferior how. My body so big and nice.’
‘Don’t worry la, no inferior inferior wan. My friend is single,’ I said, winking.
He gave me the look.
‘Your friend is single?!’ he exclaimed. ‘Wah, later I accidentally seduce, how?’
I was confused.
‘Dad, no offense but I don’t think she’d be interested in you,’ I said.
‘Oh your friend is a SHE?!’
My dad stood up and attempted to pull his pants down.
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This is
posted April 18, 2010 9:23 am
my first blog post from the iPhone.
#random
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