Kennyster

Tuesday, July 27, 2004

Nobody said it would be easy....

Hey. Thank you for the phonecalls, sms-es, msn msgs and so on.

I'm O-K-A-Y.. Really.

Maybe still feeling alittle lousy, but life goes on. Gotta pick up the pieces and move on right? Ha.

A lot of people have been telling me that i was very unlucky, that if I had stayed at the chalet longer, or if I had not gone to the chalet at all, or if I had chose a different route, things would have turn out differently.

I know you guys mean well, but I really do get irritated when I hear such comments.

I mean, WHY STOP THERE?

If I'm going to torture myself with these scenerios about what might have been avoided, well, why not go all the way?? If only Toyota had never exported that Crown taxi that he was driving that night, if only Citycab did not hire him as a driver, if only the Japanes Occupation had been different and the cab driver's dad had been killed in the war blah blah... and so it goes on.

The point is, its meaningless to ramble on about the endless twists in the chain of fate. What had happened happened already.

Let's move on, shall we?

***

Went over to the Renault workshop with my mum to look at the car and settle the insurance claim.

The car looks much worse in broad daylight. The left side of the car is kinda caved in and the doors are more or less twisted, tortured tangle of metal... It really HURTS to see my car in such a bad shape and its going to take at least 3-4 wks to get it repaired.. Sigh.

And the insurance guy was saying I was really lucky that the car did not hit me from the right instead and I was thinking "Not again?!! Why don't you just say if only his car did not bang into my car??"

But the good thing is that i can rent a car and claim the money from the insurance firm. Or alternately, I could claim about $50 daily transport allowance.

Hmmm.. still undecided though.

Kennyster @ 2:15 PM

Sunday, July 25, 2004

Fate has a fickle finger, and when you're least expecting it, she can poke you in the eye.

This is going to be a pretty sad entry.

I was involved in a pretty bad traffic accident yesterday night.

My car was stationary at this cross junction along Upper Changi Rd and when the traffic light turned green, I proceeded forward.

Halfway through the junction, I suddenly felt headlights shining on my left window. I turned and this taxi just crashed right into the left passenger door of my car.

I didn't have time to do anything .. All I know was that the side air bags sprung up and my car did a 360deg spin on the spot and the boot of the car hit the traffic light.

It happened so fast.

It was bad really. Glass shards (i think it was the taxi's) was all over the road and my car door was really wrecked.

The taxi driver was apologetic and said he "did not see the traffic light" which was pure rubbish really and offered me $2000 to "settle it".

But I insisted on calling the police lah because one of his passengers was injured and had to go to the hospital and I was really angry with him because it was blatanly his fault. I mean I just moved off from a stationary position leh. How fast cld I go? 30km/h?? Plus the taxi driver went past the red light and he was speeding. There was nothing that I cld have done to prevent it.

I called my dad and he and two of my uncles came within 20 mins, which was a good thing since there were a couple of those bogus car insurance agents who were hogging me with their "offers" and I needed to write a statement for the policemen who have just arrived.

And I was glad that i did not accept the taxi driver's $2000 compensation because when the tow truck uncle came, he told me that the cost of damage would be at least $15000 ... Bastard.

It's just a freaking lousy day for me. Doing a police report at 3am in the morning, reaching home at 4.30, but facing my mum was the hardest part.

She was worried sick.

The first thing I said was that I was sorry about the car. She just smiled and gived me a hug, which was what I really needed at that time.

5hrs of surreal ordeal frantically searching for insurance documents, calling the police, calling the tow truck, going to the police station, calling my car agent.... i was really drained by the time I got home.

And i felt really comfortable in her arms, suddenly remembering those younger days when I would seek solace in her arms and sleep. And she just said that everything would be okay, that I was safe and sound was what mattered most, that no amount of compensation wld be sufficient should anything have had happened to me, that she would settle the car insurance stuff and finally that if the traffic police asked if i had any previous traffic offences, I shd say no because uncle choy actually took the rap for me for the Lornie Rd speeding incident last month.

I was speechless really. I shook my head. I couldn't speak.

What was I going to say??

That I was on the verge of tearing soon??

That what my mum had just said touched me more than what anybody had ever told me???

I felt guilty as hell.

Im insanely doted upon by my parents and yet I often take their love for granted, making more of an effort to accomodate my friends into my schedule than my mum and dad.

They are not getting any younger and yet as the years go by, Im spending less and less time with them.

I really screwed up as a son.

I go through life as if my parents were planning on living forever. As if they have a choice. I skip along my merry happy-go-lucky way, confident that when I need them, they'll be there.

But when they needed me, was I ever there for them??

Kennyster @ 10:46 AM

Friday, July 23, 2004

It's official. Im now a TV Junkie! haha. After years of JC and army and sudden realization that there's now no source of income, I've actually been procrastinating at home for the past 2 days doing nothing but accompany my PS2 and TV.

In fact, I think my life for the past 2 days would be what you would call "A REALLY Simple Life"... hahahaha... Okay okay. Not funny. *slapsmyself*

But speaking of reality shows, Im absolutely addicted to Donald Trump's The Apprentic. This show rocks man. It has so much more brain and realism to it than other reality crap they have on TV nowadays.

No real/fake millionaire to marry, no rats to eat, this show is the real deal.

And while watching yesterday's episode, it struck me that I would be studying business adminstration in university from next month onwards. Is 4 yrs in SMU going to turn me into one of those contestants on the Apprentice who bicker, barter, and backstab in the business world?

Haha. I don't know. Can't really see myself doing that in 5 yrs time.

Sigh. Is there anyway to skip the "apprentice" part and jump/cajole/bribe/flirt/sleep all the way to the Donald Trump level? Being so rich that u can get away with saying "You're fired" in people's face??

Maybe its just a fantasy. But everybody has dreams of how they are going to strike it rich don't they?? And here's some of my fantasies when i was young ( I repeat, when i was YOUNG and NAIVE then!).....

1)A ROCK-STAR!

haha. It did cross my mind for a moment, especially when they started showing MTV Cribs on TV. Musicians are grossly overpaid man. B2K has his own basketball court for Christ sake and Craig David has a plush couch in his toilet. (winner.) . And everyone has like ten cars and a super big limounsine so long that I really wonder how it's going to EVER do a U-turn.

And hey, I have a grade six piano practical cert. k *beams proudly*. haha but honestly speaking, this cert. is probably just as useless as a piece of paper..

It's not even absorbent enough to use as a placemat.

*sigh*. Oh well, moving on.....

2) Soccer Star!!

K. Considering we are living in a football-mad country, Im sure many boys grew up thinking they could make a living out of football, naively conceiving the fluke goal which they scored from 5 yards was actually a 50-yard unstoppable screamer from half-field....

But when you can weave magic with your feet, women would just die at your feet. They would think you are delicious even in tears. ( Think C.Ronaldo.)..

I watched the Europe Final at Chimes with one of my female friends and I swear she was staring at Ronaldo the way an alcoholic stare at an unopened bottle of Vanilla Absolut Vodka. haha. And she CLAIMED to be a Portugese fan, which was really strange considering that she had no idea who Luis Figo was... *sniggers*

3) Toto winner!!

Haha. Okay, not exactly a job but this has to be my favorite nonetheless.

The purest and most direct deliverance of them all!!!

Meet Mr. Kenny Loh Tiang Yew, the 2005 Chinese Lunar New Year S$10million toto jackpot winner!! *flashes megawatt smile*

That would be so sweet.

Fuck all the school projects and exams.... *middle fingers to my future deans and lecturers*

*Snaps back to reality*

hahaha.. I think im mad. There are actually more job fantasies but REALLY, its probably unhealthy to live in my utterly impossible fantasy of being filthily rich and having many incredibly hot women living only to please me in an endless array of permutations and combinations ( e only thing which i still remember from 'c' maths by the way.. haha) ....

(This is such a shameless entry. Im sorry. *slapsmyselfagain* )

Kennyster @ 9:28 PM

Monday, July 19, 2004

(Karl Larsson of Last Days of April.)

The Baybeats brochure promised a "wild weekend of pulsating power-packed rock numbers from the world's most beloved bands...."

Okay, seriously dude, who has ever heard of Buddhistson, Whence He Came, Supermarket Hero or Venus Butterfly???

haha. But I shall not be complaining since its a free 3-day outdoor gig and they did put up quite a brilliant show. Particularly good were Astreal (local electronic band.. kinda like Bjork and Love Psychedelico intermixed) and Last Days of April.

The latter band's first song was breathtaking. The Swede lead vocalist sang with such total devotion to the lyrics that you can feel the people in the crowd - even the Ah bengs, policemen and security personnel - all standing still for it.

Although I must add that the bassist did nearly screw it up with an over dramatic finish, but at the end, there's an echo and a silence that I didn't think the Esplanade arena has ever seen or felt before in the past 3 days.

Is Singapore really becoming more happening??? haha..

Okay, although my face clearly dominates half the picture while John's (aka Eye Candy)face occupies about 1/4 of it, I'm quite sure everyone's just looking at the guy in the red shirt.

haha. Did anyone notice that I'm also in the picture??

No??

Kennyster @ 2:06 AM

Saturday, July 17, 2004

This has been like the nicest week ever! The sun was especially bright, the sky couldn't have been more blue, and the birds could not have sung better, and the flowers couldn't have been more beautiful.

Okay, not really.

It has actually been quite a lousy week. The sun was hanging limply on the clouds, it had been hazy, im having a cough, and i've ruffled the feathers of a couple of my ex-classmates recently.

But at least things are looking much better now. The misunderstanding is slowly clearing up so ya, the weekend looks promising.

I've learnt that women will forgive almost anything if you ( the guy ) just own up at the outset to being an asshole.

They think it's a disease.

But maybe they aren't too wrong either... =)

****
Haha, and I think my fitness is DAMN bad now. I went for a 5km jog around my neighbourhood and honestly it felt like it was 20km.

By the end of the run, I was like suffering from Saharan thirst. Sweat was soaking my body and beading my face profusely and I must have shocked quite a number of aunties and uncles in the neighbourhood. haha.

I mean I was like having my own weather, for Christ's sake!

Sigh. I concede that it's probably difficult to maintain my fitness once out of the army, but to stay at the fitter end of unhealthy isn't too much to ask for right??

Kennyster @ 5:48 PM

Tuesday, July 13, 2004

EVERY WOMAN IS A SHOE-SLUT!!!

Am I wrong to assume that?? haha. But its just that the female friends that i've met up with recently all have to go hunting for sandals and slippers. Every single one of them!

And you know what's the annoying bit?

Most of these sandals/slippers actually look the freaking same to the untrained eye( mine. And don't you dare blame it on the Lasik! ).

And the one important lesson which i've learnt today is that a pair of white Roxy slippers isn't the same as a pair of white Havaianas because "a piar of havaianas is a pair of havaianas".

Its different.

And my friend also asked me today if I enjoy shopping with girls and I'm like "Do you want to hear the truth or the right answer?" haha, because frankly speaking, there's actually quite a big difference.

Okay, the truth is, I think it will be exremely terrible for the guy if you make him carry all your shopping bags, with the horrid handles cutting our hands and make us squeeze through racks and racks of clothes, not knowing that the bright colors of pink and lime green which you all are lifting is actually causing us momentarily blindness and we may actually faint v.soon...

So ya, the best thing which you can do for your man... believe it or not... is to let him rest on the lush armchairs of the shops. (bliss of blisses!)

Better still, it's a plus point if these chairs happen to face the changing rooms ya.

And best-est still ( haha i know, my eng. is hor-li-ble ), its plus twenty points if these changing rooms HAPPEN to have flimsy curtains.

Hahaha. Ok, i have abso-fuckin-lute-ly no idea why I'm typing all this, but ya, what the heck.

Women are CRAZY during sales. They dash back and forth, curtains flapping, I (the guy) becomes invisible.

No attention whatsoever is paid to to the poor male dragged along to shop with the female species.

You DON'T even have to pretend to be engrossed with a magazine or what have you... haha.. You could just stare/ ogle/ salivate/ nose.bleed / fantasize and NOBODY will notice!

How cool is that?!!

haha.. ok... i know i know.. i lead a very pathetic and un-fulfilling life.. haha... But I'm quite sure most guys do that lah, I'm probably the only stupid one who admits it.

So who wants to go shopping with me??? *flashes lascivious grin*

I'm just kidding. Really.

Kennyster @ 8:24 PM

I'm not sure what's with me these days but i think I have been quite short-fused recently..

I feel like this lava lamp that has been switched on for too long , always in a constant state of flux, cells and molecules all hot, bothered and irritable.

Maybe that explains why i seem to be stepping on just abt everyone's toes recently.

Maybe its all my fault. Maybe it isn't. I don't know.

Maybe I'm just weak. Happy?

Kennyster @ 12:00 AM

Sunday, July 11, 2004

( Supporting Laremy's VJC busking performance at Paragon )

(The NOT-very-successful-but-still-quite-scandalous drinking party at my house)

( okay, this pic. just looks damn wrong... hahaha)

Kennyster @ 2:37 PM

Friday, July 09, 2004

IT"S A BLOODY $170 FINE AND AN 8-POINT DEDUCTION!!!

Arghhhhh!!! *ouch ouch* (pause for sob).... Damn sad can (pause again for vacant gaze into space.

*Close up on the stray tear masking its lonely way down my not-so-perfectly sculptured, vulnerable cheek*

I suppose it had to happen then, my life script-- now re-written into a disaster flick-- demanded another crisis situation.

Okay, maybe i had it coming. I thought I was hell on 4 wheels, and oversped by 40km/h in the process (stupid prick!).... But to minus 8 pts!! That means i have 4 miserable points left, which in case you aren't aware, is like fucking little. Driving too slowly is a 4 pts penalty by the way.

Haha. so ya, basically speaking im quite screwed lah.

And you have no idea how driving is so stressful for me these days. haha. This traffic summon is like this THING, lodged in my head like some cartoon arrow shot through one ear and sticking out of the other.

*kenny makes a gesture that looks like a head about to explode*.

How not to be wary of it???!! haha.

How? How? How? How?

Aha. Okay. I don't see how repeating thing question is going to help so i think i shoud stop before i start sounding bitchy (which im not) and whiny (which im also not!)..

I just wish life could be simpler. =)

Kennyster @ 11:04 PM

Wednesday, July 07, 2004

Yay! I finally got my Lasik surgery over and done with.

From today onwards, I'm no longer a four-eyed geek with an expensive geometry set and no friends!!!

haha... Okay. Maybe still don't have friends.. But watever!!

Anyway, did i ever mentioned that i don't really like my surgeon?? She's probably a nice person lah but her strong accent was pissing the hell out of me. Half the time I swear i have no freaking idea what she was talking about. Was she sprouting Punjabi or something??

Speak English, at least, please??!

But at least she's pretty steady and efficient during the operation. In contrast I was quite paranoid. haha. I was actually half expecting her to screw up and utter "Whoops", which is like the worst word possible in the english language..

But she didn't screw up! so ya, good job DR. Ee!!

***

And I was telling my friend on MSN dat i saw Fiona Xie at Topman last Saturday and she asked me if her boobs were really big, then it struck me that I actually forgot to look at her boobs...

OH MY GAWD. AM I LIKE STUPID OF WAT???!!!!

Its like goint to China and not visit the Great Wall can?

I am stupid. In fact, in capital letters,

I AM STUPID!!!

Kennyster @ 1:10 AM

Monday, July 05, 2004

What the HELL happened at Lornie Rd???!!!

*humph*... I really have no idea what happened either but apparently I've got a traffic summon waiting for me at the Singapore Post so ya, reckon its prob. speeding.

Sigh... so sianz now.. haha, i watched last wk's Crimewatch which showed off the traffic's police's newest baby to catch speeding vehicles.. Its light, portable and take Ixus-clear pictures of ur beautiful car in the act of speeding.

So now traffic policemen don't have to bother to chase your vehicle, they just take nice snapshots and send them to your home.

Ha, and my friends, who also recently got trffic summons, came up with this theory that LTA ( land transport authority) needs money to rebuild Nicoll Highway, so ya, I have joined the happy family of proud donors... bleah.

Steering, braking, cutting lanes, shouting, swearing, gesticulating wildly and SPEEDING-- aren't they all the Necessary and Sapping components of driving??!

aiyo...whatever... damn sianz lah.

hmm, P-plate drivers got discount??

Anyway, think i have been buying too much stuff this couple of months.. haha... I actually hide alot of my purchases in my car so my parents wldn't know.. ha.(sly eh.. heh). But i actually do dread the day i bring up all my stuff..

(Neighbours might mistake me to be taking part in some sort of World's Strongest Man challenge but when the day comes and my mum checks my bank account, i WILL be the World's DEADEST Son..)

(after shopping at Mustafa at 3am.. haha.. i think we are mad... and WE ARE NOT TOGETHER BTW!!! haha... dun like ppl to think otherwise... )

Kennyster @ 6:22 PM