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Sunday, September 30, 2007

din strike 4D but got good customer service...

Had the fortune to encounter good customer service twice today. At *sprit, the salesgirl repackaged the new wallet to its original form upon my inspection, after hearing it was meant to be a gift. The customer service officer at *O Bank credit card hotline offered to redeem and offset my reinstated reward points to my next bill, a procedure which would have taken two phone calls, form filling and faxing work. On both occasions I was impressed with the initiative, patience and thoughtfulness of the service staff who attended to me, and expressed profusely my appreciation. Then...

"If you are happy with my service, pls fill in this feedback form ..."
"If you are satisfied with my service, you can feedback through this email address..."

i think my smile must have freezed at the instance the fluffy feeling evaporated.

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Tuesday, August 14, 2007

Love in Reel Life

As I tossed and turned to yet another insomniac night
my mind filled with images of Coffee Prince #13
I was suddenly enlightened with an alternative expression
of the so-called mystery of love.

To Chan and Gyul, love is o' so sweet
not in exaggerated straining of liver and intestines
but in simplicity of Chan's hug with the assuring words
when he confided his remorse from ignorant wilfulness.


A sop queen constantly in self-denial
unlike my fellow kopi princess in unabashed forthrightness
my tear ducts stimulated as I replayed the scene
the essence of love which I realised but yet verified its existence.

It's the show of vulnerability that one exposes to the other
of which pride has no meaning.
The promise to say all unspoken, no matter how silly it seems
living in the moment, treasuring each belongedth minute
I truly understood the times it wasn't meant to be.

He was conceited - we were on unequal footing
how he loved to put me down
i should have realised
if he would never surrender his weakness
one-sided insecurity would always render me naught

He was befuddled - though he put me on the pedestal
how I resisted to roll my eyes
I eventually realised

one-sided sympathy won't add chemistry
mutual dependence makes fonder thy heart

How close to real life will this love be,
when the someone has found me at last?

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Wednesday, August 01, 2007

Lessons from 争分夺秒

For the past month I have been living a committed lifestyle devoted to catching Hong Kong's TVB drama 争分夺秒 from 10-11pm every weekday night. (Apart from keeping me from updating my blog, this is now the source of frustration inspiration for this latest entry.) The drama traces the police's month-long (1-30 April 2004) efforts to bring HK's biggest druglord, Hou Wenhua, and his father, Zheng Kun, a fugitive from HK and Thailand's major druglord and richest businessman, to justice. The concept of the show is refreshing, each episode chronicles a full day from midnight to midnight. As the story involves several characters, events are fast paced and over the course of the police-and-thief chase, characters buckle under the pressure of interrelated events, and circumstances unfold unexpectedly due to cause-and-effect. It was enough to hook me and my mom to the TV every night. We finally caught the last episode half an hour ago and what remained was lots of 闷气. What promised to be a thrilling Infernal Affairs-like drama became a satire of man's folly.

In the show, 6 main characters died - 4 policmen and the 2 bad guys.

All the characters (except policeman Feng) saw this 龙王 in Thailand who is well-known for his accurate prophecies. Thirty years ago,龙王 predicted that Zheng Kun, then a fresh penniless fugitive, to be able to start life anew in Thailand and indeed he prospered and became successful economically and politically. Thirty years later, Zheng Kun lost both his sons and wanted to kill 龙王. After receiving two strikes from Zheng's walking stick, 龙王remained unfazed (I wonder if he predicted that Zheng would come to hit him??) and in the nick of time, he saved his skin by asking Zheng to take a gun to help him "disperse the hatred in him". Zheng fired a few shots at 龙王 at close range but missed miraculously. 龙王calmly asked Zheng to point the gun at himself so that he can end his suffering by killing himself and miraculously too the gun was unloaded. Zheng was overwhelmed with emotion and cried. Again 龙王 had his say that Zheng was now "reborn" and hence no more hatred in him. Zheng saw the awakening and decided to confess to the HK police his wrongdoing and he died in peace waiting to be deported to HK. You would have figured out by now that 龙王is a F#%king 神棍, he gave a wink to Zheng's companion, Dong, when the latter found out that the gun was loaded after all. I guess 龙王has a few 真言ready to suit all occasions.

Prophecy 1: 龙王 told Hou Wenhua, the biggest villain, in the show that month end will signal either his fall or victory. Hou died on 28 Apr way before the events climaxed.

Prophecy 2: 龙王 told Huang Sir (who wanted to know what he revealed to Hou previously) that Huang would not live to see the fate of Hou. Huang did not tell 龙王that he had final stage cancer and had only few days to live. Huang died on 30 Apr 11.28pm

Prophecy 3: 龙王 told Sam, Thai police undercover as Zheng's foster son, that he would die in his mission in HK. He died in Thailand cos he lost his life on a coin toss.

Prophecy 4: 龙王 told Zheng that he will lose one son at the expense of another. Zheng lost two sons and later under gunpoint 龙王said that his loss is due to his 执迷不悔and evil deeds. DIAOx4

Actually the source of my complaints has nothing to do with 龙王's phony prophecies but rather lives were lost not due to heroism but plain foolishness. A real mega letdown to the competency of the policemen in the show!

Hou, the incumbent villain with lotsa bite, died cos he was shot first by a very very irritating Peng Hui, who was his mistress but left him for Feng the policeman, and then later by Feng. Three days before, he suffered a serious injury after being stabbed by Peng who wanted to keep her lover safe from the crutches of Hou. What a glorious end to the 大坏蛋 who has no qualms about even murdering his own brother. Peng Hui has no contribution to the story except to mess up the lives of Hou and Feng and later indirectly Sam's and Dong's. She fell in love with Feng cos she kept seeing him appearing in the places she frequented, started following him (early signs of her psychosis), insisted on cooking a meal for him, and waited a day and night like an idiot for Feng at a supermarket. This incurred the wrath of Hou who kidnapped and killed Feng's daughter. Feng's life as a boring unambitious policeman took a 360 degree turn after knowing Peng and to protect the crazy hallucinating woman, he killed Hou, made all police efforts to arrest Hou on charges of drug dealing futile, hence rendered Dong doing undercover for three years for nothing, shot his good friend Sam and finally went mad himself and shot Dong the long-suffering undercover. Damn ridiculous.
Sam and Dong could have survived their gunshots but they chose to be complete wimps and died wasting time. Sam walked all the way to his fav street stall and chatted up the noodle seller he had a seven-month crush on. He limped to the flower stall, stared at the roses he wanted to get his girl and collapsed there. Dong got shot by the lunatic Feng and on the way to the hospital, declined treatment and obstinately went to find his girlfriend. Earlier he was still persuading Feng to surrender to the police, that to protect Peng, he had to stay alive! If they had gone to the hospital, they could have lived! 白痴大笨蛋! 这么简单的道理也不知道!
My fav character of the show, the grim-faced Huang Sir, was a real hero from start to finish. (He had a phenomenal rise to the top ranks of the Criminal Investigation Bureau and was noted for his flair in writing reports -- the nerdy me LIKEx3..) He died too but at least he completed all his tasks before he sat down, smiled (probably his first in the show), called his girlfriend and then lost consciousness. He knew where to place his priorties correctly. Not like the other stupid men in the show, of whose foolishness I have encountered in real life time and again. For someone who anticipated his death, Huang Sir lived his life for the few days he had and not squandered them for blind romantism. I want a man like that.

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Sunday, April 08, 2007

寻找“玖泊地”

In approximately three weeks, my search will be over.

What will my geobody be like?
- read my paper

Will it be a revolutionary look at Malaysia and Singapore?
- unfortunately not! Then why am I slogging my ass off? I rather return to my prodigal roots than be exploring the reasons why I need a passport to do shopping at City Square...

What contribution will it give to society?
- the same answer to what usefulness are the other nine trillion research papers cluttering library, archival and cyber space

Would it have changed history?
- YES! History is constantly being reinterpreted though it wouldn't have changed my life nor the 20 million ones around me...

What are the opportunity costs?
- sleep, spotless complexion, all the M-size garments (!!!), movies, invaluable time with frens, yakking with mom, prospective boyfriend (whom I would have met if I have time socialising), a better sense of humor (diminished by crappines and neurosis due to lack of sleep)

What good has it have done me do far?
- saving $ from shopping for cab fares to NUS

Why am I still mulling over geobody?
- IDEALISM & blind FAITH (plus perverse pleasure for self-torture)

Most importantly, I do it for myself (and for you). Just to get myself onto your "TO DO" list, I would have done it 3x over (eh maybe... :P)

Thank you and good luck! I will miss you...

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Friday, March 16, 2007

Brenda's latest blog entry after a hiatus of two weeks reminds me of a character's quote from the History Boys: "History is one fucking thing after another." How true... What is history to me? History is meaningless till it gets interpreted and reinterpreted. It's lost time given meaning. This is my way of justifying my time spent dozing off/sleeping/stoning/daydreaming/blogging (:P) when I should have been synthesizing my readings. Something I have to learn to come to terms with... dealing with lost time...

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Tuesday, February 20, 2007

sleepless in membina...

is it the kahlua coffee that's keeping me going
or is it what I heard over coffee?

why was it that mt faber failed to look as enchanting
was it cos i saw too much shimmer?

is it human not to see the one afront
or is it plain foolish one doesn't let go?

why was it that i could not get the maps talking
was it cos i din decode their musings?

is it the impossible i'm pursuing
or is it the gap i have yet to unravel?

i'm not sure if i can eat/sleep/drink/breathe this research
cant really complain this is losing me sleep
over maps/territories/malaya/singapore/nationalism
or a thousand chaotic imagings of the restive mind
maybe it is just the coffee...

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Tuesday, February 13, 2007

The best button job...

was the one I did for T. One of the buttons on his shirt came off and it was the rare occasion I saw the usually confident and self-assured him flustered. I jokingly offered to help him for five bucks and got a snarl instead. I can still remember the light-yellow shirt smelled strongly of detergent as I held it. Never have I put in so much heart and effort in a sewing job (sorry mom!). I myself was in awe of the deftness and neatness of the endeavour as I admired the button that was back snuggly where it belonged. That was the power of (de)illusion of sewing for your loved one...no expectation of return just the plain contentment of giving...

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Saturday, February 10, 2007

加油!

I am procrastinating (again) in what I should be doing as I write. After getting some (weak) lead on my research, I figured I can afford 15 minutes of distraction (and yellow fever)...

It was Wednesday when I had to work late again. Arrrgghhhh, there goes my plan for some reading. As I plodded through the defence slides with aching back and limbs, I was on the verge of tears as I needed just that 1.5hr of nap time so that I could keep going at night with my discussion prep for next day. It was a lost cause and as I braced myself to keep a positive work attitude, I was reminded of the greasy fries that Ruppie had the day before. That's it, greasy fries! If a plane should crash into OUB Centre half an hour later, I wanna die eating greasy fries!

As I munched on, I realised I had not had real fries for sooooooooooooo loooooooong. Greasy fries without the oil pressed out with layers of napkins. And it made me very contented. The fatigue went away. In place returned my sense of humor +)

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Monday, January 29, 2007

birdy quotes

Bud was very smug about her ingenuity when she quoted me her latest on men being cuckoos with varying birdiness. I have to say I did not appreciate its full essence till I pondered over all the trash I have been hearing from the XDDs around me for the past week.

First it was my bro the Iddiott who was blindly (literally) head over heels with the psychotic Bwitch after he was dumped and begged his way back for the second time:
"I don't want to end this relationship on a bad note as she may become my colleague and then make hell for me in the workplace...Let me see after she manages to change her job..."
Only mom has the patience to listen to this crap and then repeat to me. A mother's love is indeed unconditional.

Then it was DY who claimed he could understood Idiott's stupidity:
"Guys can take a lot of shit for the girls they like. Like I used to do for my ex.."
For the record he is still taking a lot of grief, not from his gf but from his parents, uncles and a cancer-stricken auntie whose first concern after puking in front of him was to persuade him to leave his Malay gf:
"I don't understand why they can be so prejudiced. Can't they just leave me to deal with this myself? Even if eventually I have to face problems, suffer heartbreak...if I have to learn like this then let me do it..."
Another siao one...

The most absurb dialogue I heard was from the TVB drama "War and Beauty". Sun Baiyang the imperial physician tried to console his love, the concubine-wannabe Yuying when she failed to sleep with the king(?!?!). I burst out laughing after hearing the following (not exact diaolgue but meaning roughly):
"Your relationship with the emperor is like that of husband and wife, you do not exist just to serve him but to love him with all thoughtfulness. There are many beauties in the palace but it does not mean that he will be too distracted to notice you. As long as you love him with great sincerity and heart, he will eventually realise your love and appreciate you..."
Next Sun brings Yuying to seduce the emperor to consummate the union. Absolute crap. I bet the scriptwriter is a cuckoo too.

Ruppie makes the most sense when he gave the birdiest speech in response to DY's predicament:

"Has your friend ever thought he has to give up kway zhap forever if he continues to date the girl? When I had my first girlfriend who was a Malay, it was painful having to give up kway zhap and eventually I couldn't take it and had to hide at home to eat my kway zhap. Kway zhap is one of the best things in life to give up on. It's such a small thing yet it brings so much joy to life. Pls remind your friend that..."
He said this with so much conviction and passion that I could hear the ghost of a deafening applause from all of us in the room. That persuaded Justin the angmoh to try kway zhap during lunch...

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