Watch This Space

One paper down, 2 more to go!

In brief:

Couldn't sleep last night.
I dreamt I was playing futsal for an hour and a half. I know this because I went to bed at 11.30 and woke up at 1 am after scoring a goal in the finals. Any questions? o_O

Exam this morning.
Must have gone well because I did not bite my nails once, fall asleep and I wrote consecutively for 3 hours(?!). double o_O

Glanced at the clock in my car..12:45 pm.. ideal time for cheng lovers to be at our usual spot. So made a few calls.
Got a new pen+highlighter-in-one and its BRIGHT PINK compliments from Beat and her drug supplier.
I'm pleased to report that cheng was on form today. I didn't even have to place any order.

Went home, went on spy mission with dad.

Here's the really long-winded part that took us a long long time to get to where we wanted- Superstar Karaoke:

Fiona and Yang came to pick me, sent her grandma home, pick up documents and red plates from her husband, picked up a car, sent it to Yang's house, went to see baby at nanny's, went to 4 1/2 mile, tapao-ed food from this ajinomoto-loving restaurant, and went up to Superstar to watch Christine karaoke because she has to prepare for a competition which starts on Wednesday and when she wins she will chia us dinner because she's gonna win loads of $$$ and become F-A-M-O-U-S!!! *clap* *clap*.

That's quite a lot to put in one sentence.

Conclusion: Me= agitated, in need of sleep.

Finally got home around.. waitaminute.. i don't even remember what time i got back. But it was dark.. so maybe 7 something.
Came home and straight away zonked out until 1145pm.

Hungry. So called Christine... went to Jolibee and met up with Chris and Keneng. Watched some nonsensical (even more so cause we couldn't really hear) movie about something like the beer drinking olympic games and about 1/3 of DOA before calling it quits and going home.

How eventful!

Futsal tomorrow night.. now there's something to look forward to.. especially the naan and tandoori chicken after!

Countdown to next paper: 7 days

Countdown to freedom: 11 days

We came.. We saw.. We conquered!!! (almost la..)

Here's us taking an outdoor rendezvous sometime in December 2006..

Spontaneous and oh so unprepared.

Girls had their handbags overstuffed with the guys' handphones and wallets, scantily-clad in bikinies and boardshorts and selipars..and not the oo-grip kind mind you. The type kena water will *SWWweSSSSsssssH.. Kepaik.. SPLaSh!!!* which did happen to some peeps.

And we so cleverly..as usual had to divert from the designated route and proceeded to create our own trail..

We were sun-tanned and/or burnt, dehydrated, sleep-deprived.. i could go on..

but it was fun!

Here's to reminisce our promiscuous adventure on top (or a fifth of the way) Mount Santubong:

Sophia and I contemplating whether to move our asses.

Looking a bit distraught..but still ber-posing. If you look close enough, you can see Chris carrying his handbag.

Ee.. Christine: Got suck in or not?! Haha..jk..

Can you see Sophia replenishing her energy?

We Want We Want We Want!!!

This poem was written on the 21st of August 2006 in Rodney Lim's eMarketing lab in Swinburne Sarawak.

I would like to acknowledge the following people who contributed to the inti of this poem:

Daniel Chen (who was beside me in e-Marketing lab)
Desmond Wong (who was on MSN and was in another lab in Swinburne)
Raymond Tan (who was on MSN)

so i can say what i want:
i want to fly
i want to have x-ray vision so i can peep at daniel
i want to cut my hair like the girl working at zhen zhu
i want to go home
i want i want i want

what do you want daniel?

daniel:
i don't want anything.
i want EVERYTHING.
i want to fly
i want to have x-ray vision so i can peep at myself
i want to cut my hair like the girl working at zhen zhu
i want to go home
i want i want i want

what do you want desmond?

desmond:
i want a cash printing machine
because i want money
because money can buy everything
and i WANT EVERYTHING
i want to fly like a duck because ducks fly further and superman was my second choice so its not counted
i want to shine torch light straight into my eyes
i want i want i want

what do you want raymond?

raymond:
i want to fly like superman
i want to have xray vision so i can peep on the girl that works at zhen zhu
i want to play futsal tonight
i want i want i want

Altogether now:

We want We want We WANT!!!

Do You Know The Cheekee Monyets?

If you don't, brief introduction shall we?

Futsal has been a sport long dominated by the ball-scratching, male species, causing much boredom and frustration amongst their female counterparts who have had to sit on benches at venues like Sportsplanet (http://www.sportsplanet.com/) and watch a bunch of guys chasing a ball up an down what looks like cement painted floor (I have since then acquired the ability to differentiate decoflex from paint to parquet and turf) thinking.. *sneer* that looks easy.. anyone can do that!

Since then, women have filtered their way into futsal courts all around the world, including Kuching.

Presenting the Cheekee Monyets.. a vibrant multi-racial, multi-lingual and sometimes multi-temperal team.. MY team.. or OUR team.. in the event that someone from the Cheekee Monyets comes across this post.

I show you jersey first..