Chao, People!

Chao means bye (and hi... Think "aloha") in Vietnamese.

I can't believe I'm finally going to Vietnam!!! Can you believe it.. I've been talking about backpacking in Vietnam ever since last year... Somehow, with the Thailan riots, bird flu and whatnot, the SEA trip has been reduced to a Vietnam trip. I'm not complaining... Super excited!

I think the best part about embarking on this trip would be the huge amount of time alone that I'd get to have with my lover, my best friend, my confidante. It would be a good time to know Fadz's idiosyncrasies, and what's it like living with him. Hey, like they always say, if a couple can travel together for a long period of time without killing each other, they were made for each other. I can't think of a better timing. I'm turning 21... If this is the man I'm meant to be with for the rest of my life, he damn well be a good travelling companion. LOL.

This trip also represents independence. The need to travel and see the world had been building up in me for a long, long time. I felt stifled, over-sheltered in Singapore, to the point where I wanted to run around screaming "Fuck You" to the world. Thank God for self-control.

Hopefully, I would come back with more knowledge about the Vietnamese culture, a heightened sense of independence and streetsmarts, and of course, a closer relationship with Fadz. Provided he hasn't killed me yet. LOL, the moment I started salivating about the shopping I was going to do in Vietnam, and how he would have to help me carry everything, his eyes started to water. Heehee. Oh yeah, not to mentioned, a heightened appreciation for our lovely First World Singapore, with clean water, clean streets and clean beds. I think I might have to disinfected myself when I return home.

Cest La Vie, people! Go, go see the world. Don't develop tunnel vision, and think that Singapore is the entire world. The big, bad world is out there, but don't forget the Mother Land! (Singapore lah, not China!)

The World is Completely Screwed Up

I'm the world's biggest idiot. Seriously, all you people can stop snickering in front of your computer screen. I admit it. Completely.

I almost missed my Ethics Exam.

Brilliant as I am, I wrote down the wrong date for my Ethics exam, thinking that it was on Wednesday instead of Tuesday. So on Monday evening, despite having not completed my readings for the exam, I went for a 2-hour dinner to celebrate my Dad's birthday. Never mind, birthday must celebrate. But when I came home, I plonked myself on the couch, thinking that since I had another day to study, it was time to relax.

Come Tuesday morning, I awake thinking that perhaps I should go print my notes, since it's an open book exam. You know, must be prepared and all. Throughout breakfast, I'm enjoying the morning breeze (I live on the 17th floor, ya know) and reheated pizza (from the previous day's dinner). My mum asks me something about the exam. I confidently reply that it's the next day.

However, my spider sense tingled and told me to go doublecheck. My notebook said Wednesday. I checked the e-document that Sylvia sent me to confirm the location.

That's when I saw that my exam was on Tuesday. Today.

All hell broke loose. My exam was in 5 hours time; I hadn't finished studying, my notes weren't printed... the whole world was coming to an end. Brilliant, just brilliant.

How can I be such a ding dong kuku brain???!!!!!!!

Anyway, the exam was stupid, stupid, stupid. I'm so screwed.

On an unrelated note, I received an email today from my OCBC supervisor saying that he was leaving the bank. This week. No early warning, nothing. Just an email bomb. Oh my god. He was only at OCBC for 6 months. Was he fired? Headhunted (probably not)? Quit? I thank my stars that this term of torture is coming to an end. Have you ever seen such a screwed up corporation? This rotation makes no. 5. 5 supervisors having come and gone. I pity the poor slobs who have been dumb enough to sign up to be my successor. Good luck, suckers. And throughout the interview, I can't tell them to Run! Get out of here! Don't sign 1 year away! Instead, I have to select the best of the many poor souls who were conned into taking up this project.

Procrastinating Again

This is terrible, my exams are like in 3 days, and I'm not studying. There simply isn't an motivation, unless you count the FEAR OF FAILING MY EXAMS. Shit, I'm screwed. Instead, I spend my time looking for South Park videos. I need to get my head re-examined.

But just watch this and you'd understand! It's how hilarious can!

my... precious... muahaha.

Too Much TV

Gah, just look at my TV schedule:

Monday

10 - 11pm: Desperate Housewives (taping Da Chang Jin)

11 - 12am: Grey's Anatomy

12 - 1am: Replay Da Chang Jin

Tuesday

10 - 11pm: Da Chang Jin

Wednesday

8 - 9pm: American Idol

10 - 11pm: Amazing Race (taping Da Chang Jin)

11 - 12am: Replay Da Chang Jin

Thursday

8 - 9pm: American Idol (taping Da Chang Jin)

10 - 11pm: Lost

11 - 12am: Replay Da Chang Jin

Friday

10 - 11pm: Da Chang Jin

On top of this, I'm also watching a Korean Drama - Love in Harvard. How, how how.... my exams are next week can! I'm so going to die.....

Happy Birthday to My Dearest

Long overdued post. Celebrated Fadz birthday last Sunday with a surprise birthday bash, surprise here being redundant because for the 3rd time in a row, one of his stupid friends had to give the game away by messaging Fadz. 3 birthday surprises, 3 different stupid people. IF I EVER CATCH YOU SVEN, YOU ARE GOING TO DIE A HORRIBLE DEATH.

Ahem.

Back to what happened. Let's pretend we all don't know that Fadz knew there was a birthday surprise. I had booked an Aloha Changi Bungalow to celebrate his 21st birthday. Totally ulu, but the gorgeous fauna that made up the courtyard of the bungalow was absolutely fantabulous.

The bungalows are in a cluster of 3, so if you're looking for privacy, that's it. Changi Village is like 20 minutes away by bus. Haha!

Sobz, only a damn dedicated girlfriend would lug a stupid, fucking heavy X-Box from Bukit Gombak to Tampines by train. Somemore on the train, I was about to sit down when this guy cheong-ed and grabbed the seat just before my ass hit the plastic seat. Tamade. KNNBCCB to you. Hope your balls fall off you, you uncultured, boorish, no-class toilet cleaner!!!! Sorry toilet cleaners, no offense. Ok, no-class drug dealing pimp master!

Met up with Vincent and Rachel who graciously agreed to meet me early to decorate the bungalow. Thanks man! And they had a car! My saviours!

Credit also goes to Becky and Nazrul who soon turned up to help cut paper! Hehe...

So old school right? Anyway, we were rushing for time cos we work damn slowly and Fadz was arriving soon... Gosh, can you believe it... 21 year olds rushing out a poster using BARBIE crayons supplied by Rachel... Muahaha... embarrassing sia.

The finished product. Don't comment.

The birthday boy soon arrived and the plan was that I would fetch him from the bus stop. So how did I lure him to the chalet? Let me sidetrack here a little. A week before the actual event, I spun a ridiculous tale about how my ex-JC class was having a class chalet and made him agree to go with me. Anyway, he soon got a job at Carrefour and was actually suppose to work on that Sunday. I threw a hissy fit and made all sorts of excuses about how he just HAD to turn up. *snort* Ok, so I can't totally blame Sven for messing things up. I wasn't very convincing anyway.

But back to fetching Fadz from the bus stop. The plan was that because there's a long walkway from the entrance of the cluster of chalets to the actual chalet, I would message Vincent when we reached the entrance so that they could get ready the surprise. They were supposed to surprise Fadz when we opened the chalet door with Sparklers. Unfortunately, things never go right. They lighted up so quickly that when the door opened, Fadz and I were greeted by huge billows of smoke. The Sparklers had burnt out already. -_-''' Only Sern Yong's ones were left, and that crazy boy lit them up and started waving them at Fadz like joss sticks. That boy needs therapy.

Let the fun and games begin! Of course we need food, and lots of it. Had it catered, so everything was deliciously marinated, without me having to lift a finger. Haha!

Mmmm, don't you just like burnt BBQ food? The cookers were eating as fast as they cooked. The only way people got any food was by standing near the grill and snatching the freshly cooked food.

I asked for coolest pose and I get.... WTF??? (Fadz, Vincent, Sern Yong and Rajeev)

The very talented Miss Becky serenading Fadz with her rendition of Oasis' "Wonderwall", with lyrics changed to fit the occasion.

Cake time! FYI, the Bengawan Solo Mocha Cake is a very good face mask. Ask Fadz. He got a full face of it.

Awww, who doesn't love a man with goldfish cheeks?

Group shot!

And the Incredible Alan Hulkman attacks the cake!

Of course, we cannot miss the ritual sandwich birthday treat. Sigh, at least they were kind enough to remove Fadz' glasses. But when Rajeev jumped on Fadz first, I swear I heard all the air rush out from my poor baby. When the 9th guy jumped on him, I was seriously contemplating calling the ambulence. When he came up for air, poor Fadz was totally red in the face.

Give boys an X-Box and they'd be entertained for hours. Easiest way to keep your male guests happy, while the girls eat all the food!

Oily, tired and grateful that the day had come to an end.

Thank you Alan, Rachel, Vincent, Ling Ling, Alwin, Rajeev, Jia Quan, Eng Chok, Janelle, Oon, Ji Kun, Becky, Li Wern, Isaac, Yi Zhe, Sern Yong and Nazrul for making this happen! Rest assured I have given up on surprises and would celebrate Fadz' next birthday ALONE.

Happy 21st Fadz! Love you lots!