Halloween celebrations started off on Friday morning when MZ gave each of us a Trick or Treat pumpkin with lotsa sweet inside!



On Saturday, I was at Holland V for a round of drinks with WC, RL, Dex and Gwen. After they went back, I went over to Winebar for another drink upon the request of my sibe siao on friends who actually bothered to dress up.

Here's who I met..



The Maid.



Catwoman.

Okay sorry I currently only have these two pics 'cos I didn't bring my camera. I'll wait till I get hold of the rest of the pics I took before uploading.

If I'm going next year I'll go as Hard Gay. Although its abit unoriginal 'cos someone already went as Hard Gay last night. Haha! Hooooooooooooo!

Bacardi 151
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Bacardi 151, or "151" as it is sometimes called, is an exceptionally high proof rum. The 151-proof liquor is approximately 75% ethanol by volume, and is sometimes referred to as "overproof rum" because of the high level of alcohol. Bacardi 151 is notable for being, aside from pure grain alcohols such as Everclear, the strongest alcoholic beverage widely available in America.

As with all beverages of this proof, consuming the rum by itself ("straight") is not recommended. Rather, it is typically used as a component in cocktails (whose final alcohol concentration may or may not be greater than that of drinks made with conventional rum).

Oops I think I drank 3 shots of 151 by itself last night. No wonder I started to tear and it felt like my nostrils were breathing out smoke after taking my first shot. And then my friend told me that there is actually a technique to drinking it. Apparently you cannot breathe out after drinking it. Win already.. let people suffer first then tell them the right method. But I still highly recommend it! Available at Balcony's and MOS. Each shot costs bout 16-18 bucks. Pail to collect your puke, each sold separately.

I seriously dunno how.

Damn chuee (at least that's how my fren spells it).

Chuee chuee chuee chuee chuee.

ryN* was telling me over lunch that all guys have gay tendencies. I was naming her the guys who I will turn gay for. I nearly forgot that there is one more..

Check HIM out!

Too bad I cannot dance like that 'cos I have three left feet. But I think I can sing like him. At least for the starting part of the song! *LOL*

Go watch THIS.

I don't understand why the Susilo and the Beijing pingpong girl saga is on page 3 of the Sunday Times main section. Yesterday, Fann Wong and Christopher only managed to get onto a page which i can't rem and i can't even rem whether its on Straits Times' Life Section or Newpaper.

I mean isit very absurd for a bahasa speaking guy from the haze causing land of Indo and a cheena princess from the city with 9 million bicycles to break up? I think its even more absurd that they got together in the first place when they barely can communicate and they both come from very different backgrounds.

Yes, you may say that communication is not a barrier for love. Well, so is height, age, weight, looks, and nowadays even gender. Then why do people still laugh at the short guy with tall girl combo, the old man with young girl combo, the fit guy with fat girl combo, the ugly guy with pretty girl combo, etc etc??

I say bullshit to all that. Communication is definitely a barrier for love. So are other stuffs like the way two people think, their culture, the way they were brought up etc etc. However, some people claim that opposites attract. That is true to a certain extent. Opposites do attract each other but do they love each other for being opposites?

My advice to Susilo and the cheena girl? Just play with your own (shuttle)cock. As for the latter, just play with your own pingpongs.

"Happiness is the quiet lull between problems."

That will go down as one of the best sayings I have ever heard.

Smart people don't need no DUMBbells.

Today, we (the TCHS bros) concluded that there is no such thing as a model (as in role model) boyfriend. It is just a nicer word for a loser, period.

Tailgating is Bad (Part 2)

I was sending ryN* home from school last night at bout 8pm. We were on the ECP when I noticed that this P-plate car in front of me kept braking very abruptly. I got abit irritated 'cos his abrupt braking forced me to nearly jam brake a couple of times already and I couldn't switch lane 'cos there were too many cars so I decided to just slow down and drive further behind.

Then just after the Rochor exit on the downward slope of ECP, there was a sudden jam braking in front of me and then I saw the three cars in front of me jam braking. I was next in line to join in the gang bang and I was like knnbccb. Suddenly, I remembered my driving lessons at SSDC. So I dropped gear to get the engine brake effect and I slammed hard on my brake as well. Then just when I thought alamak still cannot make it i'm so gonna crash, I decided to swerve slightly so that the extra friction will make me come to a complete stop. And it did! Phew.

The funny thing was, ryN* was not sure if the cars in front had banged each other. I was pretty sure cos the middle car's boot flew open. But we didn't hear the sound of the impact. And my radio was not that loud 'cos when I have passengers I don't really blast the music. Then we both remembered that ryN* was singing at the top of her lungs when it happened but we couldn't remember what song. I think it was Hady Mirza's you give me wings.

I think I was saved by the Super Best Friends last night. In case you don't watch Southpark, the Super Best Friends refer to Buddha, Jesus, Vishnu, Krisha, Allah and some other religious figures. I concluded that God was pulling one side of my car while the Goddess of Mercy was pulling the other. Luckily I had Christian ryN* in my car and also the amulet that my mother placed in my car. Heng heng ar!

Tailgating is Bad (Part 1)

I parked my car at the SDE carpark last night and when I got into the lot, this old-school BMW drove in front of me and the driver showed me the 'wassup-with-you' hand motion. I was pretty disturbed 'cos I didn't know what I did wrong and I didn't even notice any car behind me.

After making that hand gesture, the driver drove off. I lost it at that moment. So I gave him the honk-honk, and I got out of my car and walked towards his car which by now came to a stop a few metres away. The driver reversed back and wound down his window and started cursing me. He said that I want to park car then never switch on my hazard light and he almost banged my ass.

I don't really like people trying to use this kinda gay language to mock me so I asked him where the fuck he learn to turn on the hazard light when parking car isit ssdc or bbdc and I said that he probably just passed his driving. Then I started asking him when he pass his driving one and he kept replying "obviously longer than you la".

But I kept asking and asking and he finally replied in the most gu niang jittery manner "5 years." while his other hand was trembling while holding the gear stick. Obviously fake la 'cos he looks at most a yr2 student. So I told him LJ la don't bay dei, next time pls put P-plate. Then I turned and walk away. Then he mutterd "CB" and drove off.

This whole time, LC who was in my car, was hiding at my car la. And today he just told me that he got my back and was ready to come and trash the guy up should he take one step out of his car. Then LC claimed that he was protecting my car. Hahaha I seriously dunno what to say but wonder how my other bros will react in the same situation. I know one thing for sure, I can definitely count on WC 'cos nowadays he is quite an angry young man.

If you look out of your window now, you can clearly (no pun intended) see how bad the haze is. Despite the haze worsening, there have been more reports on newspapers about skinny girls than on the haze.

I am sorry but I think its people like me who cause this kinda stuff to be more hotly debated than for people to sit up and wonder what the fish is wrong with the Sumatraians. The following is based on a true incident which happened yesterday morning during my seminar.

Vincey: eh if i let you choose PWL, S* or A*.. who will you choose?

Me: S* .

Vincey: HUH?! are u sure or not? why leh??

Me: I like tall, skinny, pretty, intelligent, leggy, sporty and tan girls. But all 3 also don't fit the bill so I think I'll just choose the skinniest.

No wonder there is so much hoo-ha about girls trying to achieve near-invisible waist lines. I guess it's cos of people like me. Luckily for guys, different girls like different types of guys. Sadly for girls, most guys like skinny girls. It's a cruel world.

I tried having my Martell VSOP with a new mixer today! Usually, I'll just have Martell with Green Tea 'cos I'm sucha Pokka fan. But Liquid Kitchen ran out of Green Tea. So, the manager suggested that I try my Martell with Ginger Ale. I'm not really a fan of Ginger Ale, but when it's mixed with Martell, it's really good! Sorry if I appear to be kinda swakoo 'cos I only just started drinking Martell a while ago. Ageing old man needs to drink old men's drink lah. Haha!

At this rate that I'm going, I really need to buy the liver supplement pills from GNC. I really don't want my liver to fail on me. Or maybe I should just use the traditional chinese approach of eating pig's liver to bu3 my liver. Afterall, chi1 shen4 bu3 shen4, chi1 nao3 bu3 nao3 (eat kidney bu3 kidney, eat brain bu3 brain)!

Crab Bee Hoon Soup for the dreary soul. =)