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Friday, December 30, 2005
The past few days have been rather hectic for me. I've been spending my days slogging at the shop down at The Mandarin. Sales have been pretty good even with the whole Xmas shopping season blown over. Japanese customers have been pouring in due to the seasonal Japanese New Year. But believe me getting up at 7.30am everyday in order to open shop at 8.30am is no damn joke. If not for my DJ Assualt alarm tone, my ham and cheese roll and hot chocolate thanks to the wonderful peeps at Spinellis; I would never make it.

I've got over the whole Ninja Gaiden Black Fascination. The only enemy which irked me was that damn attack helicopter at the military base. My ninja bow and arrow techniques were just not up to par. I probably died like 20 times and re-did that whole damn stage from scratch. A down grasshopper does not give up! I've already beat the game, so right now it's back to reality for me.

Through a rather strange string of coincidences I've actually bumped into many people from my past. I chanced upon Melanie while waiting to get into Zouk on wednesday night. She was the girl that I spent my secondary school days being in love with. LOL! And she's not doing her Masters at Stanford. How UBER is that!

I met up with Melissa "Taku-Taku" Wong today. She just got back from her high profile jet setting job in NYC today. Stopping over in Singapore for just one day before flying off to pinoy land to enjoy a week with her boyfriend. Sweetness isn't it? I accompanied her for the last quarter of her 4 hour hair session at the salon. That place is truly awesome, you get your hair done, and while waiting for it to set, they lead you into a private room furbished completely with state of the art massage chairs and a DVD playing LCD TV! Heck at one point of time her stylist offered us Champagne! How's that for a happy ending.

I also got the chance to meet up with Evelyn Foo today. I remember back in the day her belt designs were already being featured in local women's magazines. And right now she's got her own fashion business in full swing. The concept really intrigued me right from the very start by her mere mentioning of it in the morning. I couldn't wait to check out the website. You girls really have it lucky. The tops, bottoms, dresses and accesories are simply exquisite. I'm no expert fashionista but I think I can appreciate the beautiful visual aesthetics of a great outfit. Her designs are wonderfully vintaged inspired, fully of girliness and whimsical beauty. I love them to bits. I actually got the opportunity to see 2 of her dresses today in the flesh. The quality is simple astounding. To me what makes a good garment a great one, is simply the attention to detail. And she does just that.

Ok enough of my ass kissing already...

Girls, please check out the site. Guys, check out the site too; Valentines day is just round the corner, don't set yourself up for "WTF WERE YOU THINKING WHEN YOU BOUGHT THAT" kind of situation. Buy something!


http://www.ilovetoswirl.com/

Many pictures of pretty models wearing the designs on the site. And get this...the photoshoot was done in NU YORK! WAH LIEWS.

Got Girl Look Like Liv Tyler Somemore!

Anyways for all those who are enticed, please visit the website or better yet approach me and I'll hook you up for an appointment!

I read an article today about dissapointing movies sales this year. They attributed it to soaring DVD and video game sales. I attribute it to the apparent lack of originality and talent. I caught King Kong sometime back, a so called blockbuster; released timely during the holiday season. I'm not much a fan of Peter Jackson movies. In fact due to that damn baby dangling, nose dropping, child lovin' Jackson, none of the other Jacksons have appealed to me at all. Peter is not to be left out. Essentially a champion of adaptations, I feel his movies are most definately aesthetically pleasing with all the grand cinematics and everything. But everytime I leave one of his movies I just feel something is really lacking. I think of it as akin to having a glass of iced water without ice. Yes it's a weird analogy I know.

But other than that, question yourself, your logic and moral reasoning...how the hell would any woman fall in love with a giant ass gorilla? Even with all the advances in biotechnology it would never work, think about how their kids would look like?

I also finally sold off my old faithful. My Boss GT5 guitar effects processor was sold off to a very nice gentleman yesterday. Apparently he's already got one and wants another one to add to the audio arsenal of his church. The very kind human being and my mentor in my band, Benson has hooked me up with a really sweet deal on his tone bone classic. Only for 200 buckeroos! Thanks man I owe you one. So yes. For all you guitar fanatics out there, I've converted. Gone are the days of multi effects processors. I'm officially a pedal-phile now. And quit thinking Jackson on me. I'm in the process of assembling my pedalboard of sonic doom!

The tonebone is only the start. I still have to look around for a nice boost, chorus, and of course delay pedal.

I had an awesome day today.

But something aroused a sense of negativity within me though.


I point your attention to my tagboard. Apparently someone out there going by the name pop thinks my results are the mere product of sim's "easy to score" processes. I quote "tts because it's so easy to score at SIM. hah.". I'll have you know I worked my ass off for those grades. And they were not easy, not one bit. Regular readers of this blog would know that my strength in finance is absolutely zilch. I worked my ass off to pull that grade up. And my fellow course mates would agree that the module in itself is not an easy one.

Notice "Pop" that I have not resulted to a barrage of verbal aggression on you. I could have easily told you to go fuck yourself after you're done with your family. But no. I shan't do that. Let's keep this discussion a docile one shall we.

I'd like to see your point of view and perhaps change it. Because I assure you, the program I'm in, it ain't easy. Not one bit.

Life is good.

SUPPORT SWIRL DO AH DO AH!

Christopher.

Ninja Gaiden Black - Xbox Madness.

Wednesday, December 21, 2005
I just got my copy of Ninja Gaiden Black, fresh from South of the border of course. I've been at this game ever since. I curse the developers at Team Ninja for making such an addictive game. You've totally dashed my rumble the holidays, lose weight and going out plans. If I'm not at work I'm stuck at home with my ass glued to the floor and my eyes to my tele. Man this game is so so so damn good, for those with an xbox and a penchant for a secret mean nasty violent streak. This is the game for you. It's damn long in terms of gameplay and damn friggin hard to play.
But all said I frickin' love it!

And I have every reason to spend everyday slacking off like this.

Results just came out yesterday...

INTRODUCTION TO MACROECONOMICS B-
CORPORATION FINANCE B-
CAREER STRATEGIES, PLANNING & MANAGEMENT A
HUMAN NUTRITION B-


HAPPY LIKE FUCK LAH!

Yes and with my secretive amassing of funds, I've finally unleashed them on something other than alcohol and cigarettes. Christmas shopping is well underway, I've already bought a few things. And obviously I won't mention any of them here lest the receivers get some inside information.

Things on the musical front seem to be rather dry at this point of time. I haven't touched my guitar since my jam session with my band on sunday. And something just occured to me, we won't be jamming this week due to the public holiday which is Xmas on sunday. Screw you public holiday! I was suppose to meet up with Byden today but our plans fell through due to some last minute engagements.

My closest of close friends are planning a get together on Xmas eve. But I have no idea what we're all going to do. I envision the evening to be filled with silly voices of nonsensical speak and alcohol. Nonetheless it's really the company that matters the most to me. Activity of course, is secondary. Judging from the chemistry I have with them we could be doing nothing at all and just amuse ourselves with our nonsense.

Yes there are no pictures in this post. My camera broke down, gave me some silly lens error message after the fruitful zoukout night.

And yes there have been people who have been pissing me off lately.

I was at work the other day and a woman came in requesting she try on a necklace. Being the customer service oriented person that I am, of course I obliged. It was on of those choker type necklaces, made from a single piece of silver, adorned with mother of pearl and shell inlays. You're suppose to slightly flex the thing so that it fits nicely around your neck. I told the customer I'll put it on for her...she refused and said "I've travelled the world over, I know how to put on a necklace". Such upperty tighty attitude.

SHE BENT THE WHOLE DAMN THING STRAIGHT.

To my horror the inlays fell to the floor, dislodged from the silver. Obviously she had to pay for it, but when I confronted her with the option she shot back at me and insisted I gave her a damaged product to trap her. KNN.

Shortly after which she ran out of the store.

The damn cost of the necklace is going to come out of my pay. Thankfully for me, it is a family business. Pay of course would mean allowance. The financial brunt of the matter still rests on my shoulders but of course I'm not going to get fired or anything. LOL.

In other business matters, sales have been great so far thanks to the mad rush to buy last minute Xmas goods, and of course the copious amounts of rich Indonesian customers!

I need to practice...screw you Ninja Gaiden Black!

Christopher.

Nothing to see here people move along

Wednesday, December 14, 2005
After the long hiatus from blogging I've decided to start once again. I stopped due to the overwhelming load from exams. I think I did pretty fine for econs, career and nutrition. But finance felt like plain kaka to me. Those who know me know that my level of comfort with the subject is akin to wearing a pair of soiled pants walking around town the whole day. It's a little tough for me to grasp, it's like I understand the shit and all but applying it just seems a little elusive to me. Well results will be out soon I guess, only time will tell.

Shit loads have happened since. Everything from pure happiness to plain tragedy has touched my life. Amber my dog, has been sick for the longest time. A kidney problem thanks to those motherfuckers at Pedigree. I have stopped feeding her that food since last year, but since then the damage has been pretty much irreversible. She was so sick we had to carry her to the vet. She's been staying there at the animal hospital for over a week. A few days ago we had to put her to sleep.

Yes put her to sleep, you read that right.

I feel like a true fucker for allowing such a thing to happen. But I was given 2 choices by the vet, either she comes home with us and dies a slow and painful death or we end her misery by agreeing to administer her with a large dose of an anaesthetics. I went down to the hospital with my family on the day it was to be done. She couldn't even look up to greet me when I called out to her. I had to lift her head for her to look at me. It's so fucking painful for me to write about this now. We hesitated for a moment but the right thing had to be done. After signing some papers and all she was carried to a room where the vet came in with a strynge filled with green liquid. It was injected via the drip duct located on her paw. The whole time it was done I was holding her while she laid on the table, her eyes were fixed on mine the entire time. I could feel her body grow limp and cold while she was in my arms. It's a really difficult thing for me to go through, even after she passed on her eyes were still looking at me. I whispered in her ear how much I loved her and that everything would be ok. I know the latter is not true, but it was all I could do at the time. Just the other day I was having a conversation with a friend saying that the hardest thing about growing so attached to my dog is letting her go, and now the reality has hit me like an ice pick in the forehead.

No longer do I come home and call out her name for her to excitedly come to me. I don't really know what else to do now.

I'll miss you Amber.

Ok wipe your tears. I'll talk about other things. Since the exams end the clubbing experience of a lifetime awaited me on Saturday in the form of zoukout. I had no time to get myself tickets due to all the studying I've been up to. Anyhows a friend of Wilson, Roy; hooked me up with cheap ass tickets. Thanks Roy you saved me from 48 dollar rip off damnation. We all got there at around 9, thanks to some last minute cock up which happened along the way and also due to the crappy traffic. Thankfully I was the vehicle commander in Avis' spanking new Peugeot! With my keen sense of navigation we were able to reach there on time. And also thanks to some friends in the front of the queue we were in within ten minutes!

The new van is amazing, Avis decked it out with ah beng standard speaker systems fit for any gold haired ah beng in an EVO/WRX, minus of course the neon lights and all. And get this in the back there's a friggin sofa! All that's probably missing is a bunch of curtains for the rear window. The car parked pretty damn near the venue and there we got alcoholized.

1X Vodka
1X Red Wine
2X Stout
1X VSOP MARTELL
I stopped counting after that.

There's not much to say, I'll let my pictures do the talking.
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Yes it's the chilli crab gang.

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Avis and his Cylume stick twirling miscue...
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That's more like it brother.

It looks easy but trust me it's not, Sniper Rambo got hit in the crotch a couple of times over estimating his twirling abilities, and so did a bunch of random girls at the carpark.

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To Dj we pray.

Damn good gig all in all.


And a really happy night for me.

Fuck the exams RUMBLE THE HORRIDAYS!!!!

Christopher.