Tuesday, 30 December 2008

2008 Season Ender

2) Apollo Justice
3) Pineapple Fried Rice

So here we are again.  

End of another year.

Another crazy year.

Wow.  Well what can I say about 2008? Its been a pretty good year for me because I've accomplished so many things.  

I went to a lot of new places.  

I met new people, experienced new things.  

I was even on TV.
Im the guy in the middle with sunnies :)

And best of all, I enjoyed and shared it with friends and loved ones.

Japan with Anh was the highlight for 2008 though.  Everyday for two weeks was just pure joy.  

And a lot of eating.  

"Can I buy some Tokyo Bananas?" "Haaaaiii!" *Kawaii*

It wasn't all fun and games though.  I had my share of sad times and disappointments in 2008.

My chocolate wasabe chocolate dessert was a disappointment

And it wasn't just me.  A few people work had it very tough this year.  One guy got divorced,  another lost a nephew and another lost their dad.  

Today I found out my high school friend's partner was murdered.  It was really quite shocking news.  I didn't know how to react to something like that.  

I was just sad for him.  Something like that you don't really expect to happen to someone you know.  

But I'm a firm believer that from bad things, better brighter things will bloom.  

Wall-e is a fighter! Fighting!!

Like the financial crissis and the drop in fuel prices.  

The greedy people got punished and the normal people get cheaper fuel.  Hehehe.

Never take anything for granted was the Christmas message this year.  

My dad is the bestest.

I will take that message to heart.  

I hope to spend more quality time with those special to me.  

And that should make 2009 another good year.  
Thank you 2008.

Korean look for 2009?

Thursday, 18 December 2008

The Bachelor's Week

Its the joyous event of saying goodbye to a comrade's state of singleness. 

According to the most reliable wikipedia, bachelor parties originate from Sparta, when Spartans would toast the men on the eve of their wedding day. There's no doubt the tradition of toasting had carried through.  

All the bachelor parties I've been to involve excessive alcohol.  
And strippers :P 
My friends and I have just finished our 'bucks week'
A week-long bachelor celebration in Singapore and Thailand where we
 did nothing but sizzle under the sun, party, eat, then party some more.  
The hotness group
We had helluva time, but damn! I miss my liver!!
We drank so much!   

Jack Daniels, Johnny Walker, Heineken, Singtah's, Absolute and Tequilas. 
We drank so much, Flaming Lamborghinies were literally coming out of my nose. 
Memorable funny line:   "Chivas 18?"  "Really? She looks heaps younger than that!"  
And of course,  its not a bachelor's party if theres no women.  
We saw hot girls, small girls, skinny girls, asian girls, white girls, leggy girls, stumpy girls.  Girls who looked like guys and guys who looked like girls.  
Me and some hot ladyboys.
We even saw a woman smoke two cigarettes down below (that was creepy).
I guess the idea of seeing women is not to displace the bride-to-be or current partners. We just needed to reassure our blokeness from an otherwise testosterone packed posse.
Not being able to tell if they were women or not was frustrating though.  
Only left us more confused than ever.
But in the end of almost all bucks party, for me anyways, there's always this mild feeling of sadness.  
I can't quite pin it.  
Maybe its because such a happy occasion ended?  
Maybe being surrounded by too much testosterone has ill effects. 
Maybe its the depressive side effects of alcohol. 
Or maybe its the realisation that nothings changed and that the buck's singleness didn't really end that night.   
It ended a long long time ago, 
when boy met girl.

Tuesday, 2 December 2008

6 Guys, 2 Countries, 1 Trip

I threw in my brother's snorkles into the luggage.
Thats the clothes part sorted out. 
I only need to worry about the paperwork.. and the DS games, the songs for the mp3 player, the charging of the shaver,  charging the camera, emptying the memory card, battery for the headphones and of course, the toothbrush.
I'm leaving on a Jet(star) plane (to Singapore and later Phuket).
and I definetely wanting to be back again (and not stranded).
Its going to be an interesting trip. 
Theres always the huge promise of fun and excitement when hanging out with the boys. All the tom foolery, fart jokes and girl gawking.
But thats a reason to be worried.
Im not sure what to expect from extended male bonding sessions in a hot humid environment with an awful lot of spicy, spicy food.
I read the water in thailand can give you the runs. 
Even the Ice.
Oyster and water apparently gives people the runs.
And too much beer gives me the runs. Im not looking forward to doing much running.
Theres also the drop in our currency,  the vengeful girlfriends and the repeated travel warnings for our destinations. 
From what I've read so far, it sounds like everyone there is out to scam your money!
But what am I complaining for?  Im going on holidays!! Yeay!
Dream big, work hard and play nice.

I'm up to the nice part.