June Round-Up

What a good day to end the month with. Started out with a smooth submission, although a little bit stunned by the number of people who wanted to plot at the very last minute. Yes, I was a little under the weather to begin with, and then there was the slides which I had to complete for the business presentation, and you know how I do my presentation, I do it with pride, so it takes time. Never ever take a presentation lightly, never. So just think about that before you judge why I'm being so reluctant to help you out. I mean, why not ask other people who submitted already? Why me?

After submission, did my slides, which were up to my standards, I decided to cool off. Walked in to the other studio and Hoe Khang was being raped. Being a good Samaritan, I joined in and placed my hands over his mouth to stop him from screaming for help. It's worth to mention David was happily playing 'Little Fighter 2' as all of this went on. Hoe Khang was, I don't know what he was doing, but it was awkward. His limbs was just moving around in the air. Not really fending us off but they were moving. Confusing huh?

But the weirdest things happened next. Hoe Khang had both his hands free, his legs were with Pac, but he just waved his hands around in the air. So what did he do to get rid of my hand over his mouth? He LICKED it! Yes! He licked my palms. With his toungue! OMG, it was the most strangest FEELING ever! I immediately let go and then we went for lunch, where we endlessly laughed at Hoe Khang. But still, eeewwww.

Had fun at Vivo though, but man. I felt damn bad. Was suppose to be in a group meeting. I really feel damn bad. I'm not one of those basted who find it O.K. to make excuses. Urgh, I was out there having fun while they were doing work. I feel damn bad. really. You have no idea how bad I feel.

Since this is the end of the month, I'll wrap it up with every single quote that was written in every single blogpost for this month.

"So stop faking it"
"So find your passion"
"It is less practical but more defined"
"Things turn out best for those who makes the best out of the way things turns out."
"AMBITIOUS, BUT RUBBISH"
"You actually stick to the road"
"We have to go back to move forward"
"Those who races in life finish first"
"Let it go... Can't you?"
".. like carbon fibre, strong on the outside but slowly cracking on the inside"
"Would it be alright if we sat and talk for a little while? If in exchange for your time, I give you this smile?"
"..half the power but still needed to pack the same punch"
"That's what it is"
"It's so sleek like Flash's head"
"Why me?"

~Callum

Rainy Season

The rainy season is here! YES! At last! I've longed for days like these where I can snuggle under my blanket and feel so warm when everything else around me is so cold. I love the rain. I simply love it.

GUYS! One thing to note, chill luhh! I'm not some depressed soul, it's just that sometimes there is so much inside of me that I do not show and it has no other way out, so it comes out here, on the blog, and once it comes out, that's it. It's over. It's like an upset stomach, a lot of rumbling, a lot of noise, and when it comes out it's usually unpleasant, but after it comes out, 'AHHHHH'. relief.

Today was fun, wasted time at IMM(really, it was a waste of time) and then dinner. I was STARVING the whole day so YES, anything tasted great. Thanks for making me walk in the rain though, i LOVE getting wet.

But you know what really made my day today? OLIVER!
NEW HANDLEBARS! WOOOOHHHOOOO! It looks so pretty! Black handlebars. Im in love.
and Microshift! Wooo. It's so sleek like Flash's head. The cables were re-installed. So we won't have the sudden derailleur shift like last time, which scared the shit of me. Yea, so that's it for the bike. Final note before i end of. THANKS FOR MAKING ME WALK IN THE RAIN.

"It's so sleek like Flash's head"

~Callum

Revenge Of The Fallen

Yes yes, I heard and read some of the review, and you know what? I think they're wrong.

Critics are being too critical on storyline, plot, theme, issues, cinematics and so on, goodness, don't they know what is fun anymore? Transformers is a movie where you would watch, and that seven-year old inside of you would enjoy it.

Honestly, what other movie could you get a fight between good and evil, giant robots, cars, trucks, war, planes, aircraft carriers, hot girls and even motorbikes? Not any other single movie could even come close to bringing all those elements together. Transformers was definitely mind blowing-ly awesome. Fight scenes are plentiful and is more action packed. Yes, I have to agree storyline was a little weird, but that's what makes it more interesting. That seven-year old inside of you want to believe, no matter how grown up you are, that seven-year old still wants to believe that there is alien life on earth, there is a mythical reason behind the pyramids, there is something bigger. It's the kind of movie where you switch off your mind and open your eyes and your jaw drops. That's what it is. Yes critics go around saying that the storyline was written as the story was told, and that makes it what it is. Not so complicated, straight forward brute force pure action movie. One thing leads to another kind of plot, which is what seven-year old would do as they play with their transformers toy and pretend to save the world.

So yea, that basically sums it up, I don't want to spoil the movie for some of you who haven't watched it yet, but it is definitely worth it's value, no matter what the critics say. Just watch it, and have fun, cause that's what it's all about. Having fun.

"That's what it is"

~Callum

Term Holiday Summary

The three week long holiday is over, and guess how many road rides I did?

NOPE, you're wrong. TWO. THAT'S IT. Two rides on my road bike. Honestly speaking, I find that very pathetic. The purpose of the bike is not to be displayed at home, dolefully due to the fact that my friends are not on a road and due to the fact that I've been busy. (somesort)

How do I sum up this holiday? To begin with, there was an architectural submission thing going on, needed the floor plans, two elevations and a section. I did that inch by inch, slowly painting one part of the canvas to gradually complete the whole picture. That's just some things I've learn, if you don't get the ball rolling, it'll stay where it is. (DUH)

On top of that, there was a marketing project, the scenario was that WE are marketing consultants for Downtown East. It sounds fun until we realize that other groups had six members and we had THREE. THREE for goodness sake! We had HALF the power but still needed to pack the same punch. I'm the leader and naturally of course everything went smoothly. I must say I am very impressed with the attitude of the members. Here, let me give you a scenario.

For example, if I had spare time and could cover other members work, I would ask, 'You can handle or not? If not then I can take it'
In architecture, the response would be, 'Sure uh? Don't screw it up'. (oh, give me a break, I'm already doing YOUR work mind you.)
In the marketing group however, the reply would be, 'Ah, no, it's ok, I can handle it.' Mind you, they are DIPLOMA PLUS people with grades to uphold, and when I offered to take some loads off their shoulders(cause I know they have MST approaching), they just thanked me and handled it themselves.
It would be a DREAM if I had classmates like them. I don't like to compare but my god would I give anything to have them sitting in the same class as me.

Of course, the holiday was filled with lunch and dinners. Boy have I been missing out. One of my friend is getting engaged, a few are already overseas, some changed a lot and some still haven't moved from where I last. This holiday was really too short, sorry if I couldn't meet with some of you guys. I PROMISE we'll meet soon.

Relationship wise, some strengthen as the holidays went on and a few deteriorated. Don't worry, I'm not going to be over-come with rage again about how much my life sucks, maybe I just wasn't use to it.

Cycling wise, still the same two bikes. I really miss riding my road. There was so much power riding on that bike. There's things that are fun, and then on top of that there is sex, and on top of that there is 'Riding a Road Bike'. With my helmet on, my hair kinda looked funny after a long ride. See the picture? That's what happens when I took my helmet off. My hair had ridges, where the helmet ventilation holes were. Of course, some people might not like it, but heyy, it's natural, unlike some posers who take an hour to get their hair done.

FOUND MY GUITAR PICK! The black and white one. I thought I lost it in the studio but NO! It was under my sofa! Currently in love with a lot of songs, but would love to jam GIVES YOU HELL(All-American rejects), 21 GUNS(Green Day), and WHATEVER(My favorite band)

OUH! Also played at the arcade! BattleGear 4. What a bullshit game. The physics were SO fake. I was using a Mitsubishi Evo X, a four wheel drive car and it handled EXACTLY like a RWD car!! I was going sideways at 74km/h?! It was fun though, gear up, gear up, brake, gear down, gear down, hand brake, turn, half step on the power during the turn, and full power on the straight, POWER, gear up gear up and the whole process repeats itself for about three minutes, then the race would end, then I would do it all over again!

Parks! CYCLED to Botanic Gardens, realized that bicycles were not allowed.(Rule number 6), so had to sneak pass the rangers. Went to HortPark, what a waste of time that was. Labrador Park is also in the list, that was where we scared ourselves silly and then were just aww-ed by the stars.

Had a dose of supercars this holidays as well.
AHHH! AN AUDI R8! And then me and my bike beside it! WOOOO! What a picture! Of course saw a few of other familiar cars like the Lamborghini Murcielago and Gallardo, Honda MRS,(this I damn not sure, my friend said it's a MRS, looks like the H S2000) Lotus Elise, Aston Martins, a few AMG Mercs and of course my favourite JAGs.

Sleep deprevation was on top of the list as well. WHY CANT YOU GUYS LET ME SLEEP?! IT'S THE HOLIDAYS FOR GOODNESS SAKE! I was awoken almost every morning by an SMS or someone calling. There was not a day where I could prolong my sleeping hours. It's irritating, especially when I think about it.

Recyling efforts seem to have improved. Mr Smug's road bike is complete, somesort. Brakes are flawless, rear shifters function but front still has one or two issues. SOCCER! Yes, had none of that during this holiday, neither was basketball or any other sport for that matter.

To sum up for those of you who scrolled right down to the bottom of this post (yes, I know SOME OF YOU do that), this wasn't the best holiday but hey! Im happy!

'..HALF the power but still needed to pack the same punch'

~Callum

With Me

I don't want this moment, to ever end, you know.. everything's nothing, without you. I can wait. I'll wait here forever, to see you smile. Why? Cause it's true, I am nothing without you. Everything we've been through, every single thought, read are spoken, forever in doubt. Those were the memories, that fall to the ground.

I want you to know, with everything, I won't let this go. These words are my heart and soul. I'll hold on to this moment you know. Cause I'll bleed my heart out to show, that I won't let go.



"Would it be alright if we sat and talk for a little while? If in exchange for your time, I give you this smile?"

~Callum

Strength

(This is quite emotionally driven, so pardon the insults)

I realize I've been whining a lot lately. To those who listened patiently, thanks, to those who I was whining about, well FUCK YOU ALL.

Fair enough, everyone has problems, but man, I've seem to have grown weaker. Nowadays it's so easy to get people to listen, and they do. They don't always have solutions, but they listen. And that's what matters the most.

I have always, and I mean always thought that I was mentally strong, that whatever happens my mind can numb my heart. Turns out, I am wrong. Or maybe something happened? Maybe I'm not who I use to be? AHHHH. I don't really know.

Why am I starting to care so much? WHY? Why can't I just live in my own world with my friends? I've always wanted to handle matters in the mature way, so please not try to act childish here, you don't want to get physical. Skinny punks.

What happened to the guys man?! Some are turning gay. Growing long hair like girls and too afraid to sweat I assume. Must take you guys HOURS to get your hair done after the shower doesn't it? Sorry if this gets personal, but what the fuck man. There are soldiers fighting wars out there and you guys are so proud of 'owning' in DotA.

Fuck luhh, I really wish I had proper guy friends who aren't afraid to bleed, the kind that do not care what kind of clothes they wear, the kind where you would go out with after school to play some sports. Fuck, I miss those days. Now what the fuck, all so afraid to sweat? KNN CCB.

I'm really not an indoor guy. Really. I rather get knocked down and ran over by a Mercedes C-Class rather than sit at home playing some mindless computer game. I'm not even going to argue which is better, I'm just saying which I rather prefer. I mean seriously, you guys look like faggots to me. Fucking fake faggots. And what is with the attitude?! FUCK!? Do you fucking think you are better than me? DO you honestly FUCKING believe that you're better than me?! Well, FUCK YOU.

Who the fucked define better? Tell me who the fucking hell defined the word better? You? Ouh Fuck off. Yes yes, you think you're so fucking great, and you know what? Fine, I'm shutting up. You know what you should do? You should leave me the FUCK alone. But no, you always have to remind me of how fucking better you are. Don't.

You should know carbon fibre. Looks ok on the outside but it slowly cracks on the inside. I'm more or less like carbon fibre. Strong on the outside but slowly cracks on the inside. So don't fucking rub your noses in my face, I might just smack it one day. Don't tempt me.

You don't even know me. So shut the fucking hell up. You want to judge me? Oh, remember to ask me what I think about you, you self-centred piece of fuckin trash. The only reason why I haven't punch you in the face yet is because I still have that tiny bit of patience, it's hanging there, but just. Try it and you won't even fucking know what the fuck hit you.

Seriously, stop taking fucking advantage. I'm nice. I know you guys have your problems so I don't push it, but it seems like I'm the one being pushed around. I'm not raising my voice not because I don't have one, but because it'll blow that fucking big head of yours. So shut the fuck up and leave me the fuck alone man. Things will get ugly if you don't, that I can fucking promise you. No fucker, I'm not a coward that uses numbers to intimidate people, I'll fucking take all of you on. One thing I've learnt from falling is that I stand up stronger, so try and take me down now assholes. I'm running out of vulgarities to describe you guys, so I'll shut the fuck up and see how this fucking game plays out.

CURRENT WISHLIST:

My old friends back OR COMPLETELY new friends
Guys who are willing to play soccer
To physically manhandle an arrogant son of a bitch
People with passion
People would just fucking hell let go of that fucked up ego
Fuckers to leave me alone

THINGS TO DO:

Ignore fuckers
Let go of my ego
Build my own world and live in it
Kill everyone who's pissing me off
Ride my bike really really long and really really fast in the hopes of crashing
Lose my phone, change my number and disappear

".. like carbon fibre, strong on the outside but slowly cracking on the inside"

~Callum

Spider

Never again, NEVER again will I ever ride in Bukit Batok!

The day started out great, got my hair cut and was quite pleased with it, confirmed lunch timings for tomorrow and wrapped up my business report. I thought of rewarding myself, with a long and slow ride along the Park Connectors.

So I cycled up to Clementi Ave 2 and headed for the part connector. Had no MP3 with me, which was great, enjoying the sounds of nature. Everything went smoothly, very smooth as a matter of fact. Maybe because the government actually cares, or maybe it's because nobody rides the Park Connector from Jurong East to Bukit Batok. Whatever the reason is, I liked it. Not once was there a need to stop, it was straight and direct, you just kept rolling and rolling and rolling.

Sadly however, there was a dramatic turn of event. I've reached Bukit Batok, had to cut through the housing estates as well, the Park Connectors aren't really connected.. yet. This is where everything went wrong for me. I decided to turn off the pavement, judging by how tight it was coupled with the amount of people walking. There was this paved path which I could take, so I took it. I smacked some leaves (i dun really know what they were, like palm tree like that, around Bukit Batok) on some tree. Closed my eyes as I was doing that, opened my eyes, saw the path, looked down on my speedometer, and OMFG! There was a spider on it!

YES! A spider, the ones with 8 legs, and errrr, you know, spider. To be honest, it was very small, ok, imagine, errrr, something very small. AHHH! Like 2 grains of rice. Yes, that was how small it was. But I am freaked by spiders. Why does anything need so many legs?!

Naturally of course I panic-ed as I saw the spider clinging on to my speedo.(for dear life i assume). Awww man, imagine, you were riding along smoothly, and suddenly everything change. My heart rate was definitely up, honestly, I didn't know what to do. There was a spider clinged on, that's all I could think. And no, i wasnt going to touch it, I don't know if it will happen, but imagine if that spider was stuck on my finger as i tried to flick it... EEEE.

What happens next was never planned. I jumped off the bike. YES, i seriously did. That was how freaked I was, and still am! Obviously I lost a considerable amount of speed while thinking what to do next so there's none of that dramatic somersault on the ground and the bike flipping 20 feet up in the air. Instead, I was still standing and the bike merely skidded along, and of course, Singaporeans walking along didn't bother to help.

THE SPIDER CLINGED ON! OMG! It was still on the bike! As i helped the bike up, I nearly lost grip as I saw the spider slowly moving all 8 of its legs across the brake cables. CAN IT JUST LEAVE ME ALONE?! "Yes maybe I smacked your tree, but let it go can't you?!" (talking to the spider). So yes, the spider was still crawling and I was still freaked, so I backed a few feet and observed from a safe distance.

Of course, I called my salvation, rang up my girlfriend and asked her what to do. Yes, it was quite un-manly, but seriously, everyone has their fears. Just that mine was very small and clinged on to my bike. Turns out she wasn't very helpful, so I waited, patiently, and that's when something amazing happened.

I moved in with my phone to try and snap a picture of the spider so that I could post it later on. And it jumped!!! And then it hanged from it's web. Yes, at this point of time i squealed like a little girl. But again, that was DISGUSTING. The spider was now DANGLING there with it's 8 legs just moving freely in the air. The picture was never taken, but something good came out of that.

Now the spider was hopelessly dangling in the air, and I had the upper hand now.. Muahahahahahaha. (-.-) Anyway, I blew it, and how smart of that spider, it jumped onto the tree which my bike was leaned against. (^^)V

With great haste, I pulled my bike out of the tree and cycled hard. Out of the path and onto the main road, phew.

And so that was it, moments while riding. I don't forsee any other places or any other time where I will get stuck in this situation. Another plus point for cycling I guess. Yea, so if you're looking for a great time, don't leave home without a bicycle. Whatever bicycle it is man, track,road, mountain, freeride, downhill, X-country, Coasters, BMX, utility(market). Whatever it is man, you can have a good time with it. It's how you ride, not what you ride.

Let it go.... Can't you?

~Callum

East Coast

"Those who races in life finish first"

What a quote Mr Lee J.R. I love racing. It was always the speed that gets you going, the precision, how late you're going to get on your brakes, how tight you're going to take that corner. Of course, failing to make the right moves at the right time and you could finish first.

So the day started out for me at 10am. I'm suppose to meet the rest of the people at East Coast for a slow and easy cycle. Getting there however, had to be fast and quick. When I was done preparing, and got my shoes on my feet and my helmet on my head, it was already 11:10am. I only had an hour and twenty minutes, oh, but not to worry, I was on a road bike.

I was rolling out of my HDB car park, turned out to the main road and then a thought came into my mind. 'Should I go by West Coast highway and then cut in through the city?' or 'Should I follow the MRT line and pass Chinatown and Bugis?'. By the time I made up my mind, the turn to West Coast Highway(the route I wanted to take) was blocked and I could not cut the lanes in time to make the turn. Straight was the only option. Straight I went then.

WHAT A MISTAKE. There was an unbelievable number of traffic lights! There was not a chance in hell that I could unleash the full fury of the bike. AHHHHH! Every single time I wanted to go into cruise I had to come all the way back up and gently squeeze on the brake levers. YES! It was VERY irritating. After a long and stop-filled journey, there I was in Chinatown. No time for pictures though, I was a man on a mission.

Chinatown, a place NOT for bicycles. Roads that was flatten by China made tools and drivers receive a point for every bike they knock down. I'm DEAD serious.(pun intended) There was this white hatchback, was on the second lane, me on the first. And it had to make a left turn. Swerve right in front of me to make the turn. ISH. HAVE PATIENCE MAN. YOUR CAR SO BLOODY SMALL. I NEVER SEE. Imagine if that pathetic machine stalled, ishhh.

Bugis was next. Although the roads were smoother, drivers still receive a point for every bike they knock down. Which is good, if you're driving. Fun even. East Coast Park was a few minutes away and soon I joined the group.

AHHHHH! FINALLY! Im off the bike. You had no idea how good it felt when my BALLS were raised of the saddle! YES! They were sore thanks to the sandblasted roads and the constant stop start motion of the whole journey. The ride around East Coast, well, been there done that ALOT of times. Nothing special ever happens unless somebody falls down.
Ahhh, yea. That's me, forever smiling even though my balls were still sore. Cycling back, whoo, that was a nightmare. A dump truck wanted to exit so the cycling lanes were temporarily closed and other bikes could go on the sandblasted pavement. I however was stuck. Once the truck had cleared, I sprinted and saw the rest, only one corner seperated me from the group, and there was only one girl in a purple shirt in the corner. She was taking the inside line, so I thought I could pass her on the outside. SHE DIDN'T! She took the WIDEST corner in the history of widest corners ever taken! That was OK, IF I WASNT ON THE OUTSIDE LINE! Since I am a gentleman, I gave way, went on the grass(keep in mind the bike I was riding) and as we all know it, I dont exactly have a state-of-the art brakes, which was bad, judging by the tree which I was quickly approaching. Thankfully however, my tires grinded on the roots and I slowled to a stop. Wanted to curse and swear at the girl who cause all of this until I saw her pretty face, so I let it go.

The evening was alot more fun then the day. People from architecture came down, and we played frisbee. For AWHILE. Our frisbee, (bought at Daiso, for guess how much) broke into 2 pieces! IT SPLIT INTO HALF! Built down to a price obviously. Captain's ball was next and that didn't last very long either when the girls got tired. So it was beach soccer! We used the 2 pieces of the frisbee to mark as our goal. Guess what happened next. A little girl came skipping up, took the piece of frisbee and used it to make her sandcastle. YEA! Soccer over. Filled our stomachs with BBQ food and took a walk down the lovely beach.

Walking on the sand with your feet gently caressed by the waves. Nothing else can be better, except for this.

Alone, if you did this you would look like an idiot. Do it with your friends however, and you all look like idiots. But it's always better in numbers.

Get my point?

Alrite, next, was a very smart idea. The smartess idea of all. We wanted to squat down and take a picture. So we bend out kness, and then a wave came in! AND OUR UNDERWEAR got wet! ARRRGGHHH! I hate that feeling!

Cycling home was the next task. With my wet underwear, I moved off. OUH, it's cold, damn cold. If my hands were not needed on the handlebar I would be rubbing myself to keep it warm. Fortunately for the conservative public, my hands were needed on the handlebar and that's where they were for the whole trip. Sadly however, I desperately needed to dispose of some unwanted bodily fluid. With the new sense of urgency and the cold temperature, I ran through almost all the lights I could. Yes yes, amber means slow down, by would you want to sit there in your soaked underwear and whilst trying not to get any more liquids on it?

Enough was enough. There was no way I could control it. Pulled onto a gas station and 'AHhhhh'. Pulled back out to the road and my oh my, what a roll. I was in Dover when my ever so familiar ringtone blasted through my earpiece. 5 seconds later the phone automatically picks up the call and it was DS, needed to get Fun's number. There was no way I could access my phone while riding, so I had to pull over, and I did. Gave him what he needed and continued on my way home. ANOTHER phone call! omg, I was on the road talking to someone about a business project. That is never a good combination any way you mix it. Blurred by the titanic number of things going on around me; Where's the road? What's the corporate profile? How close is that taxi? Where to meet tomorrow? What gear should I be in? What is the reasonable time to meet tomorrow? Is that taxi trying to turn in?. There was a lot, and to be honest, I was blur. The taxi gave a signal, turned and i FOLLOWED IT! WHAT WAS I THINKING?!!?!? AHHHH, I took the long way round.

Soon, I was home, took off my clothes a phew, what a smell. Morning to night in a sweat filled sea water soaked underwear. Yea, you get the picture. But to be honest, that was a day. No it was not the best rides of my life, but boy was it memorable, the day as itself.

"Those who races in life finish first"

~Callum

Restoration

We have to go back to move forward. That was a quote that has long been imprinted and engraved into my gray matter.

The day started out with me waking up at 11am thanks to my whole family, being in my bedroom at the exact same time. Now what was that all about?! Urgh, frustrated however, I pulled my blanket over my head and continued sleeping. Three hours later however, Mr Smug called and I arose from my heavenly place to pick up his phone call. He was coming over to do some restoration work on his old bike. Shortly afterward, I found myself flat on my bed again. After all my body parts have had blood pump through it after a night of hibernation, I could finally get up, fold my blanket and begin to strip out anything mechanical on the bike.

Mr Smug's AMBITIOUS idea was to re-paint his black bike white. There I was removing the wheels, the brakes, the derailleurs, the crank arms and the CHAIN! I was quite happy doing it actually, long time since I've touched things like that, nowadays my hands are on the keyboard, doing AutoCAD.

By the time he arrived, I had most of the mechanical bits off and then he began peeling away the stickers. He took a step back and said, 'It actually looks good in black, I think keep it that way'. YOU SHOULD HAVE SEEN THE LOOK ON MY FACE when he said that, slowly breaking the chain, slowly turning those bolts and all he wanted to do was peel the stickers!!! ARRRRRRGGGGHHHHHHH!
AHHHHHRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGHHHHHHH!

And there I was putting everything back together. Slowly, quietly and patiently. Of course all the components were polished and shine to restore them back to their Glory Years. I was quite proud. Next of course we tuned the derailleurs and everything seemed to function. PERFECT. Handlebars was next and we realized we were missing a screw. Not to fret, we'll just go out and get one. So we packed away the things NICELY in my room, washed our hands and headed to KFC, with Mr Smug faking he wanted Fried Chicken.

NOOOO He did not, he was lying. THIS, was what he wanted to do.
YES. If you notice, he took out the meat of the Zinger, placed it aside, and stuffed Cheese Fries in between those buns. I won't even use the word 'ambitious', it was down right s**p*d. But yea, he bit into those lovely buns and YES! It tasted disgusting. Ahhh, the joys of watching your friend down something horrible in taste. Priceless.

Few minutes later we found ourselves at IMM looking for a screw, and nope, no screw there so we went to a local bike shop, and yup, WE GOT SCREWED. It was closed. So we went home and i told Mr Smug to think about something, so Mr Smug, if you're reading this, THINK ABOUT IT.

So yea, we went home and the bike is still missing the screw but the drivetrains are working flawlessly, and to be honest, I am quite proud of it. The next time I see the bike being ridden some part(the heart) will feel that soft mushy feeling, part of my soul is in that bike. But now it is still resting on my bedroom floor.

To conclude, after all the distractions, it feels good to bring something back, something that was forgotten, something which was left there to fend on it's own. It's just good to bring it back and once again let it be what it was always suppose to be.

We have to go back to move forward

~Callum

Today

Wow, today had a lot of 'finally''s.

I finally went out with someone from the OG and it's not Iezah. I finally had a taste of Aston's steak. I finally fixed my bike. I finally sat down in the playground and played guitar with a Chinese. I finally did a high speed manouvre on my road bike. Finally.

During The Day

So the day started out with me waking up at 10am in the morning. Only to realise I have made a crucial calculation error. We planned to meet at 11am at 'THE CATHAY' (no, it's not the one at Orchard ^^V) and my ambitious idea was to wake up at 10am, get ready and somehow teleport there and meet her on time. And as always, ambitious, but rubbish.

So back to the story. I woke up at 10am, rushed, and was out of the house by 10.11am. A relatively quick time I must say. Walking towards the bus interchange, I began to ponder what bus actually reaches The Cathay. Yes I have worked there before but for goodness sake, I could not remember what bus goes to Cathay. Up the flight of steps and onto the interchange, I maintained my coolness as I checked the bus directory. AH-HAH! Bus service number 7 reaches The Cathay, and i was in luck, the bus was pulling up.

Sat down with my MP3 plugged in and volume turned way up, I was finally on the way at 10.37am. Straight out of the interchange we hit a red light. But that was't the worse. This was.
YES! I was stuck in the bus which was stuck in traffic! AHHHH! This is where I wish I had a bike to squeeze and inch through all those cars who all just NEEDED to be at the SAME PLACE at the SAME TIME. That was when Christina messaged and asked where I was, naturally of course I faked that I was reaching soon.

FINALLY. I've reached and Christina was there waiting and idling away on her mobile phone. What was her first words when she saw me? 'I knew you would wear that shirt'. WA LAO, I knew I was predictable, but am I THAT predictable? Looks like I am. So we walked to The Cathay and girls being girls was naturally confused about where buildings and places were. 'Boring, dead' was how she described the place, but heyy, it's a weekday. At Aston's, we took a seat and ordered. The food, well, was forgettable. However it was filling and well, basically, my eating pace got slower and slower which seem to get her more tense. First time, EVER, was I rushed by a girl to finish my plate. Cool, once we're done with that we paid the bill and went to the busstop. Her bus conviently came first and she left, but oh my, something even prettier came by.
If you look all the way in the background. The silver car, YES! IT IS AN ASTON MARTIN!!! However, that experience was forgettable as well. It was so silent and almost had no presence to it. What's the point of buying an Aston Martin if you do not rev up the engine? What's the point if you do not pull away from the other front wheel drive cars? Different people think differently I guess.

So that concludes my day.

During The Afternoon

Laid down at home, watched a few documentaries, checked out the Mercedes C-Class; not bad I must say, if i do become successful, i'll be sure to own one of those. Fixed my bike. I found my alan key, so re-adjusted the brakes, and then tighten the cranks and it was ready! However, since I like Oliver to be in my room, I told my mum that it is still spoilt so she would stop naggin about how bikes should be parked outside the house.

During The Night

Basically, me and Ding Sian wanted to do something, since both of us are tired of watching mindless porn videos which serve no real purpose. The idea of playing basketball came up, except for one small tiny problem. We do not have a basketball. Soccer was next, and I found it impossible to haul a fully inflated soccer ball on my road bike. Being a malay, the idea of playing guitar at the void deck came up, and that was exactly what we did.
Ahh yes, just sitting there strumming away and singing together. That was it, cheap ways to waste the time away. Fun too.

Then it was time to go home. I mounted my bike and navigated through his carpark, cursing and swearing at the level of complexity of the carpark. I was out in a matter of seconds though, and began to roll towards home sweet home. I was hoping for a smooth and leisure ride, but one taxi just could not let things go my way. Crusing down on the first lane, lights started to appear behind me. I turned around and there was a taxi right on my tail, and for the life of me I cannot figure out why he cannot use the other two lanes! I however, stood my ground, refusing to give up my lane. AND HE CAME IN CLOSER! Naturally of course fear and confusion sets in and I did the one thing I love to do. Shifted the gears, arched my body back and began to sprint. I looked down and I saw the lights backing, I looked forward and saw a parked car! A swerve to the right to avoid the car and then a swerve back into lane. WOW, the feeling was great. Those slick tires actually stuck on the road. I always thought that with slicks you have to stick to the road, but with slicks, you actually stick to the road. That was fun, the bike as mentioned before, was pointy and precise. But yeah, those were the highlights of my nite.

Yup, that was today. Sweet and simple. No over-the-top stuff, you know what I'm saying? I prefer cheap meanigful thrills rather than a $20 hard drink. You still get the fun and you leave out the hangovers.

You actually stick to the road

~Callum

STOP IT LUHH!

(This post is not factual, it is for the use of entertainment only)

Do you remember those days where SOMEONE would take your wallet and hide it
somewhere? OF COURSE you don't! It was such a long time ago! Like during primary school or even before that! But this guy, seems to be the only one who still does it.

(Image has been blurred to save some face)

So aniwae, wah lao eh. You know the guy in the picture hor, he hor, everytime take my things one, then everytime hor, want to pull down my pants one. Then then everytime want to touch my penis one. I dunnoe why buh he always liddat. (Change in tone and grade of language for OBVIOUS reasons.)

I'm not much of a critique, so basically, I think this section should be left for David Hu Kai En to write. David is of course the only human capable of understanding that THING in the picture. None of us can understand his theories on teleportation and about how he is a genuis or how he is going to kill all of us. So stay tuned as I try to bring David in for a special post as he enlightens fellow readers on this on-going phenomenon.

ADDED :
Heyy, I've managed to get the report from David.

"Basically, the photo above, although not taken with perfect quality due to the inability to survive near the presence of that THING (which directly caused the photographer to fall unconscious but still managed to press the capture button on his camera when he fell), is one of the strangest and probably the most unearthly creature that appeared on our planet.

Scientists had produce some results on the information of this creature. Although they are unable to get their hands on any sample from the body of this "alien", they're still giving it their best to expose the true identity and ability of this special being.

This article is distributed so that the readers, you, can get to know first-hand information on the latest and the most exciting results the scientists had revealed. Want to find out more? Then, continue reading.

The professionals believe that one amazing skill of this special being, is the ability to teleport. In fact, the term teleportation might be the appropriate word to describe it. Staying away from a certain distance, they observed this creature "freezes" at certain time of the day in its current state, and then appears all the way in Bangladesh. They were puzzled but still continued to observe more, when this news came that shock the whole group. This being was spotted in a small country thousands of miles south-east from its home. Singapore. To cut it short, this creature had created another copy of it and had sent this entity through teleportation into that country. Its activities in Singapore were briefly described to be stealing wallets from distracted Singaporeans, only to return it and suddenly fall into a state like it was having spasms, which act is suspected to be "laughing".

An accident that happened in this architectural company named WOHA© was supposed to be linked to that creature as well. An amateur architect saw it fidgeting with one the computers in the office, and a few hours later, the building plans was checked and an astonishing error was discovered. The ICs (Inspection Chambers) were all linked with 100mm pipes to almost every computer that were inserted in the building plan.

It also was assumed to have appeared in the game called “MapleSEA” (a.k.a MapleStory South-East-Asia). Players had singled out one character that acts and speaks in a queer way. Phrases that were literally translated from the alien player’s writing looks like “AYEE” and “SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP” were witnessed by various players.

Perhaps the most interesting thing about this “living thing” is that it actually IS surprisingly interested in the Male Reproduction Organ. Yes, you’ve got it right – a PENIS. And of course, no one knows the real reason except that it might be a female (Excluding the second horrifying reason that it has mistaken that “Sausage” to be a “REAL Sausage”… … In other words, it’s EDIBLE for God’s sake, its FOOD! ... FOOOOD! Get that joke? Man…). This logically explains why the creature’s copy in Singapore often was seen pulling pants of boys and men, down. Taken aback, those victims shot out their hands at high speed and pull those pair of cover back up, thus unable to confirm the objective of the being’s acts. Currently, no volunteers had shown up to sacrifice their manhood to help the ongoing research on the being.

With much to expect and much to find out, researches are hoping that this UFB (Unidentified Foreign Being) will bring us the freshest technology that earth in its current state, can’t offer. With this fictitious technology of teleportation, human race had advance to a whole new era. And the ability of disposing deleted data through the pipes into the ICs after converting them to physical matter, well, this is one technology that we haven’t think of throughout the history. So keep on waiting, as this mighty animal from nowhere might become our global genius, our second Albert Einstein."

W O N D E R

~Callum