Reflections.

In 2008, I learned that it is not worth fighting against the pain inflicted by a wisdom tooth. The pain gets worse everyday and does not go away.

In 2008, I learned that a pimple may be just a pimple, but it still can cause you to be hospitalized. So, do handle it with care.

In 2008, I learned that everything you have done can easily be negated. Unless it is beneficial to yourself or your family, never give a 100-percent.

In 2008, I learned that everybody is just using everybody else in one way or another. Me included. Therefore, it is important to know when to thank a person and express gratitude.

In 2008, I learned that there are a lot of weird people driving the taxis and buses in Singapore. Imagine the odds of boarding a taxi only to have the driver tell you that his taxi may not have enough petrol to bring you to your destination.

In 2008, I learned that playing the Nintendo Wii for hours will give you sore arms for days. Think twice before you swing that remote.

In 2008, I learned that Singapore lacks gracious people. I took a bus the other day when a visually impaired guy boarded. It was obvious he needed a seat near the exit and when he asked an auntie, who was sitting at the seat right in front of the TV monitor, if he could have that seat, that auntie said, "No, this seat is only for one."

In 2008, I learned that sometimes words may hurt more than the pain inflicted by a wisdom tooth. And at least you can cure the latter with some painkillers.

In 2008, I learned that Formula 1 may not be that boring after all. After watching the very exciting Brazilian GP, you can color me hooked.

In 2008, I learned that after everything has been said and done, the episode with you is the only piece of history I wish I could change.

And all of a sudden, 2008 is over.

A fresh year awaits so let us all hope it does not suck.

Happy 2009.

Fast away the old year passes.

Christmas is currently less than 24 hours away. I have never been a fan of Christmas, to me, it used to be just another day I get to party and drink. As I grow older, going to clubs don't really excite me much anymore. However, someone special once taught me that Christmas is a day of giving thanks. And thus, I am here to give my thanks today.

Thank you parents for always accommodating to my needs. Both of you have been supportive of my decisions and giving me freedom to do what I want. Sometimes I cannot stand your nagging but that is normal behavior for all children I guess. Thank you both for everything you have sacrificed for me.

Thank you best friends for being there for me all the time. I know I can be irritating some or most of the time, but you guys have never once left me by myself when I needed company. Late mahjong sessions, late texas poker sessions or last minutes dinners are some of the immature demands I have requested from all of you. Thank you for putting up with me.

Thank you brothers for introducing me to the other side of life. You all were the ones who introduced me to fun, excitement and surprises. If I had not met all of you during my polytechnic years, I may have become the son that my parents crave so much. A son who does not go out until the next morning smelling like he showered with alcohol. However, I am glad that I did make friends with all of you. Thank you for being there for me.

Thank you ss for teaching me that Christmas is not all about presents and Santa Claus. Thank you for reminding me that I have to give thanks to the people near and dear.

Thank you cm for giving in to me most of the time. Thank you for your generosity.

Thank you ** for making me laugh out loud often. Thank you for your company and jokes.

Thank you mdis mates for teaching and guiding me. Thank you for making me look forward to going to school.

So, who do you want to thank this Christmas?

Show and tell.

Presentation day just passed and I absolutely hated it. I hate having to wear a formal outfit to school because I just think it looks weird on me.

Moreover, my shoes were hurting me all day long. I was walking in such a weird momentum that my calf suffered from cramps! I do not even get cramps when I am playing football and now I get cramps from moving around in leather shoes? What a loser!

So the presentation went well for my group which was a nice reward after seeing the huge amount of effort that all of us put. I went to school early three days in a row for this presentation when normally you will never see me in class until the lesson had started.

Speaking in public had never been my strong point unless it was in an informal situation. Even for that, I do feel scared pretty much most of the time. People sitting in front could probably see me shaking if they looked really closely. This presentation was normal and even though my level was still not as good as I would like it to be, I think I improved.

Anyway, the whole point of this entry was not about this presentation, which is probably boring to read (I felt bored when I was typing it). It was what happened after the presentation.

So the group all bunched around an area to listen to the lecturer's comments and she was also fielding some questions. Me being me just could not stand still and began to fidget and gaze around. I was not prepared for what I was about to see.

A classmate of mine who was wearing a formal outfit, was sitting with her legs wide open. She was not wearing pants. It was not the best of sight, and was perhaps along the line of "dancing queen". That sent chills up my spine and I almost laughed out loud on the spot. I quickly hid behind my group mate to prevent myself from seeing it accidentally again.

Why did she not close her legs when she knew she was not wearing pants? I will never know.

Dancing queen.

So I was at Powerhouse the other night and I caught a glimpse of something that was nothing short of a nightmare. Got there at about 1am and the queue was extremely long, on hindsight, I should have left after seeing that the queue was not moving much. But silly me had the idea of going to Boiler Room to get myself stamped before entering Powerhouse through the re-entry queue.

When I got in, it reminded me about how much I hate crowds and squeezing past crowds. That should have been another indication to leave. But, I lingered on. So my friends were down at the dance floor and I joined them after loitering outside for awhile. And after rocking the dance floor with my moves I learnt from watching shows like "Step Up" (as if), something in the corner caught my eye.

On the platform, there was this crazy/drunk/liberal lady dancing with much zest and oomph. My back was facing the platform but my friends told me to watch out as her ass was barely a few centimeters away from me. I turned around and got quite a shock that she was indeed very close and that disgusted me quite a lot. But she suddenly decided that it was a good idea to turn around which meant now I had eye contact with her, hmm, you know what. Not a good sight.

After a few moments of gyrating with herself, she suddenly thought it was a good idea to "reward" the guys with a little strip tease show. She started lifting up her dress and exposing what I made out to be her g-string. (I may be wrong because I only took a glance.) Some of the guys started cheering for whatever reasons that I cannot understand. (One man's meat is another man's poison I guess.) Cheering extremely loudly was her companion who had just caught her shoes a few moments ago.

Back to the g-string, what I saw was her back and it was probably a sight that was close to terrifying for me. Let me describe what I saw. Imagine a McDonalds cheeseburger. Except this was a cheeseburger that used two char-siew baos, instead of regular buns, to hold the meat and cheese. Now take out the meat and you get two char-siew baos holding a thin piece of cheese. Hope my description was helpful.

By that time, I was already wondering why the bouncer had not thrown this woman out, especially when there was one who was staring at her the whole time. After showing the guys her bottom, she proceeded to expose her top like a good stripper would. By that time, I was too disgusted that I never turned that way again and judging by the whistles and cheers, her personal strip show probably lasted for about 20 minutes or so. It was only then the bouncer decided to react and throw the woman and her companion out.

But not without a struggle! I think the woman tried to bribe the bouncer with a kiss but he declined like a sane man will. Seeing how her seductive technique failed (as if it ever had a chance), she jumped over to her companion's side and after some verbal confrontation, they were finally out.

So, what did you see on your weekend?