Wakeboard World Cup 2005 @ Bedok Reservoir
free & exciting.. lots of flipping, spinning & tumbling.
Tuesday, 25 October 2005
Thursday, 20 October 2005
You Are Likely a Third Born |
At your darkest moments, you feel vulnerable. At work and school, you do best when you're comparing things. When you love someone, you tend to like to please them. In friendship, you are loyal to one person. Your ideal careers are: sales, police officer, newspaper reporter, inventor, poet, and animal trainer. You will leave your mark on the world with inventions, poetry, and inspiration. |
i'm a true blue third born.. wahahahah
Sunday, 16 October 2005
weekend
from left: (pics 1 & 2) bowling balls for girls @ victor superbowl. (pic 3) patrick the starfish basking in the sun. (pic 4) dashboard shrine. (pic 5) the auntie with the biggest block of butter i've ever seen @ marina south steamboat.
thereafter, we went kite flying @ marina.
after observing us trying to fly our pathetic $1.50 kite (in vain) for a good half hour, a nice malay uncle there (one of the regulars/experts) told us to give up on our kite and passed us his "killer kite" (with glass-covered string and all) which was already airborne. taught us how to "cut other people's strings" (with evil laughter and all). despite our initial reservations, it wasn't long before we "turned to the dark side"... the temptation to cut other kites down from the sky was too great.. as they fluttered innocently in the sky...
i think we made two little girls cry that day... when we cut her daddy's kite down..
i couldn't sleep that night... yes, i'm a kite killer...
:( i hope their daddy bought them ice-cream to make everything better..
from left: (pics 1 & 2) bowling balls for girls @ victor superbowl. (pic 3) patrick the starfish basking in the sun. (pic 4) dashboard shrine. (pic 5) the auntie with the biggest block of butter i've ever seen @ marina south steamboat.
thereafter, we went kite flying @ marina.
after observing us trying to fly our pathetic $1.50 kite (in vain) for a good half hour, a nice malay uncle there (one of the regulars/experts) told us to give up on our kite and passed us his "killer kite" (with glass-covered string and all) which was already airborne. taught us how to "cut other people's strings" (with evil laughter and all). despite our initial reservations, it wasn't long before we "turned to the dark side"... the temptation to cut other kites down from the sky was too great.. as they fluttered innocently in the sky...
i think we made two little girls cry that day... when we cut her daddy's kite down..
i couldn't sleep that night... yes, i'm a kite killer...
:( i hope their daddy bought them ice-cream to make everything better..
Tuesday, 11 October 2005
blogger vs blog-reader
i dont' seem to blog much anymore.
is it because i've become too much of a blog reader?
are the two mutually exclusive?
certainly i can't be blogging if i'm reading.
nope. i can't.
blog reading has turned me passive. voyeuristic even.
this is bad.
promise to be back blogging once the hols start.
yay. hols are coming.
the simple perks of teaching. :)
i dont' seem to blog much anymore.
is it because i've become too much of a blog reader?
are the two mutually exclusive?
certainly i can't be blogging if i'm reading.
nope. i can't.
blog reading has turned me passive. voyeuristic even.
this is bad.
promise to be back blogging once the hols start.
yay. hols are coming.
the simple perks of teaching. :)
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