First Day

After weeks of unexplained disappearance, I am back to blogging. Many a times I type in words, but never full sentences cause I have seriously not much to update.

Just that today is special cause it is the first day of my first ever full time work at a local engineering company. Honestly I did nothing much today, except for warming up the chair, photocopying stuff, and perhaps brainstorming for ideas to decorate my first ever own working space.

In my previous jobs, if you even consider them as jobs, I never had my own stuff, not even my own pen.

Actually, what really surprised me is the astonishment of how people can stand taking the MRT to work early in the morning. Despite their age, those aunties and uncles do such a good job pushing me that they could surely qualify as outstanding fullbacks if they were to ever play American football.

I mean come on, I know you want empty seats and I am definitely not one who will fight with you cause being the typical courteous me, I am always the first to volunteer my seat to pregnant women, as well as the elderly. And no, I don't give up my seat to fat women.

The reason is simple, I once gave up my seat to a rather huge size lady. Before that, I was struggling with the fact of whether she is pregnant, or she just have a huge stomach. I chose the former so guess what?

I unintentionally made her embarrass when she told me she is not pregnant. I decided I shall hurt no big girls from now on.

And throughout my entire MRT experience, I reckon pregnant women and elderly are the best cure for insomnia. People who are furiously punching away on their PSP falls asleep right away when they see one deemed suitable as "Give your seat up to me".

Seriously pregnant women and the elderly are so effective against insomnia that I reckon they should apply for a patent for those who find it hard to sleep.

All right, off to sleep I go. I hate waking up at 6am.

Kit's Special 25th Edition

He is someone I've known for almost half of my life.

What has first started to be a detested face, has now become an undetachable part of my life.

He shares an uncanny resemblance to a leech or perhaps, he might really be one.

And so, for 16th July which is his actual birthday, we had an earlier celebration for him on 11th July; exactly 5 days before his actual day which is also the number of times he either got ditched, or being suspected a gay.

Being the good friends we are, we decided that instead of buying his present a few days before meeting him up, we started searching for it half an hour before the celebration. As what they say, good things take only half an hour to find.

We finally bought a pendant from Agnes B. with a size of a 5 cent coin, but the worth of whatever's left in my bank. It is ok. I am willing to do anything for friends.



After which, we adjourned to meet up with the birthday boy at a dinner place of his own preference.

3 words.

Worst.Choice.Ever.

The restaurant was the worst ever, definitely not the cheapest and if there is any single thing that was done right the whole night, would be probably that they serve their green tea hot.

I forgot to mention. That gay looking guy below is the birthday boy. And because it is his birthday, I told him I would take more pictures of him, rather than myself.

I kept my word.

After probably rated as one of the worst dinner ever, we took cabs down to Clarke Quay where we started some random group cam-whoring.

And then to a random club in Clarke Quay which was initially rejected by me, but subsequently changed my mind after I heard the phrase "dancers wearing bikini".

After flipping through my calendar, it came to my attention that there is actually a totally of 5 people's birthday falling in July itself.

I realise one truth - I came back at the wrong time.

The Feeling of Home

Kopi-Ice.

So simple, yet so missed.

How not to love Singapore, you tell me?

Bag Packing. Going Back for Good. Should Be.

And so the day finally came, after waiting for approximately 2 years. I am excited, are you? You should be.

Anyway, I am glad that I made the decision to come over to Australia to obtain my degree; partially grateful to NTU for the fact of throwing my application down the chute not once, but 3 times. One thing I would like to clarify is yes, it's true to say that I came overseas to buy my degree after failing get into local universities.

But if you think studying overseas is easy, you can go fuck the wall.

I am glad that I met many wonderful friends over here and the truth is, without them, I have no idea how I can successfully complete my degree within 2 years. If I am given the choice, I would love to put each and every single name along side with mine in the certificate.

Luckily I can't.

Questions are often post to me nowadays and the most frequent one would inevitably be "What would I miss most here in Australia?"

The first thing that come to mind would definitely be the booze drinking and second, would probably be the people who can count themselves lucky enough to have met me; and which I so often take advantage of.

They are Malaysians for goodness sake, their existence is purely for my enjoyment. Ha. Ha.

As of this moment, I am almost done with my bag packing and nursing a weakened stomach which resulted from excessive seafood indulging the night before; and puking afterwards. Karma for consuming too much oysters, prawns and crabs. My life is only catered for instant noodles and cheap can food.

I mentioned before that I would elaborate more about my NZ trip which I am so lazy to do so. It doesn't help reminding myself every single moment of the rabbit I killed. Never mind those I ate, but those I killed; I remorse.

If there ever is retribution, then let me be the top 10 wealthiest person in the whole world. With such powers, I can buy an entire farmland and I promise to keep a mountain of rabbits, allowing them to eat deluxe carrots and fucking themselves silly everyday.

Seriously I'm an animal lover, but only when they are served on a plate. Other than that, yeah, I can live without them.

I shall have an early night today, for tomorrow, I shall swim in Char Kway Teow every night.

New Zealand Highlights

If I were to conclude my experience on the 10 days New Zealand trip, I can say it's filled with many first time experiences for me.

Driving on snow. - Checked.
Driving when it's snowing. - Checked.
Experience the coldest weather. Ever. - Checked.
Puncture my fuel tank. - Checked.
Killed a living rabbit. - Checked.

Yes, I punctured my fuel tank and killed a rabbit on the very same day itself.

You see, driving at night in New Zealand can be so scary since it's pitch darkness out there and the only source of light I have is from my car's headlights. But that didn't stop me from hitting an average speed of 110km/h at times.

Before I can react to anything, out pops this rabbit infront of me and the next thing I know, I heard a bang followed by a familiar jerking of the car which is pretty similar to crossing a hump and there you have it; I killed my very first rabbit.

Speed regulations are pretty strict in NZ. 50km/h means 50km/h, 70km/h means 70km/h. But for a 100km/h speed limit, it means anywhere from 100 - infinity.

For the fuel tank, it was pretty much the very same case except this time round, instead of a rabbit, there was this huge rock infront of me and it concludes how I punctured my fuel tank and had to spend 2 hours the next day to have it repaired. Luckily the car had insurance and there was no need for me to pay anything.

All in all, I can only say that I am glad I went for this trip, spending a total amount of just 1.4k SGD inclusive of everything. Anyway, I am damn tired now so enjoy the pictures.




I was just mimicking Matrix. On the back is Baldwin Street which is the steepest street in the whole world.

Below is at Deer Park Heights and was said that Legolas shot an arrow from here at the very same spot that I am standing. In my opinion, this place is definitely a must go if you ever visit South NZ.

Fox Glacier.

The pictures here are just a fragment of what I posted on Facebook which has about 200 pictures. I am too lazy to upload them here. Currently I am having flu and fever and that explains my non chalant way of blogging.

Will elaborate more on my trip if I have the chance.

By the way, I passed my exams =) Now I can really head back home on 7th July. Ha. Ha.

Time to burn up the books.