Life and times of the Energizer Rabbit

My darling Energizer Rabbit had a big quarrel with my sis again and moved out. The reason?? She thinks that my sister is not giving her enough face, listening to her and so on. This is bloody childish behaviour because lets face it lah, we are all adults and we have our own lives to lead. Though she has lost her husband, my dad, she has not lost everything. But in her own petty little insecurities, she thought that she lost her children when they found their ow prospective mates. So like a child, she listened and believed in the poison of others. She also started to hate the boyfriend of my sister. Now her hatred has turned to hatred of my sis too.

The question is why and how does the Energizer Rabbit go on and on and on and on and on .... aiyooooooo.

Lets face it lah hor boys and girls, when we grow old, it is only natural to lose a certain amount of say in the daily lives of our children. For me, I will be happier to be rid of my own children if I have any because it will mean time and peace. Time for ourselves, time for me. A lot fo people are afraid of being alone. For me, I prefer to be a lone wolf. It may seem strange, but lets face it, you can do what you want to do when you want. That is the ultimate man!!!! I admit that to go out alone sometimes is a bit sian. To eat alone is sometimes a bit lonely, but then you can eat when you want and where you want. I also guess that it is the way some people think and are brought up. For me, I want my children to be independant. They will have to learn the consquences of their decisions and also their actions and answer for it. In that way, they will leave the nest and I WILL NOT have empty nest syndrome.

For my mom, she is like a child. She has reverted back into being a child and that is where the sad part lies. And for being a child, she throws tantrums, mkes scenes and so on. All for what? So that she can be seen to be the poor thing? Aiya, poor thing is that everyone is laughing at her. Not with her. One day, we will all be gone and she will be going on and on.... and she will be lonely because she has pushed away those who are most important to her in her attempt to get what she wants, which is to feel like she is queen and leader. No leader is worth anything if it is leading no one. This also comes in play when you are in the corporate scene.

I know of people who think that they want to be leaders. It feels great to have people pawing at you and also to make you feel good. However, there will come a time when the people below you will knock you off your feet and if your head is high up in the clouds, you will come falling down so hard. That is why for me, you can call me toilet cleaner, ah boy or whatever, but SHOW ME THE MONEY!!!! As long as the money is good, I do not care the title or the job.

The times of the great colonial master is gone. Be it home or work. Those who have such high egos will only look forward to a fall. Those who fall will find it difficult to climb up again. Especially those who are old... So you old farts out there..... Be careful hor......


Cheers and peace out.

Man this stinks

Hi Ya'll,


Remember there was a time I left some fish in my car and it stank the whole car till my eyes watered and how I spent time and money to get rid of the smell??? Well, its sorta back. The reason is because the rainy weather has been really bad this year and I sorta opened the windows sometimes to smoke. The rain comes in when the windows are open!! (Duh!!!) And the water sorta re-activated the long suppressed smells of the fish.... It is not so bad as long as I can dry the carpet, but it could get worse...... Man... this stinks......

I gotta get it sorted out real soon as it will be rainy for a long while.

While it is rainy, I am also unable to go out to see the stars and the moon. Man that stinks too. I do hope that we will have a rainless and cloudless night one night soon so that I can at least go and show to my darling M my new hobby.

Well gotta g for now... Cheers and Peace out.

Life is interesting

This is the way I see things. Even if times are bad.... and they are really bad, I try to see things that will make me laugh and things that will inspire me and make me want to carry on. I guess this comes from havg lived abroad for quite a number of years and having to survive on my own.

I was really short of money for quite a while. I was also wondering how the hell I will survive till the next pay day. The reason for this, I was on too many business trips and had used up all my reserve cash an whatever I made was going to my wife. Then the really expensive Hong Kong trip came and it tipped me over. I have several markers (not illegal money lending hor) with some people, but if they d not want to pay up, I will take it as a bad loan. However, I am surprised at a new fren named W. He took my suspension, my front mount inter-cooler and several other stuff and yet he has been really diligent in paying up. For me, I am not the type to ask for money. When Kitty wanted to use my bonnet, I told her to take it. Thats because I was no gonna use it again and it would just be taking up space on my bomb shelter. And if my bomb shelter was full, then where would I hide if I were to have an argument with my wife. Let me tell you ladies and gentlemen, having a Japanese wife is no joke hor.... First of all, I have to support 2 houses, plus flying her up and down. Many will say.... "Ask her to stay here permanently lah"..... Please do not joke hor... Singapore is so much different from Japan and cannot even compare in terms of scenery, people and so on. So how can I ask her to come over. It will be asking here to come to hell.

Anyway, so back to my sad sob story, I was quite surprised when a few of my friends paid me for the stuff they took and now I have more than enough to tide me through. But to be frank, bad times come and go. It is a question of whether we can tide ourselves through the bad times and come to the good times. Mine will come soon. I am sure of that.

So thatis why I said that life is interesting. I heard from a long lost fren, who went through a lot of shit this year. Business was bad for him and also his luck was not too good. And it mad me aware that we all go through good times and bad times. Sometimes, things do seem pretty down and there is no escape, however, if you hang in there long enough, things will deinitely turn for the better. No matter how bad things are, challenge yourself, see how far worse things can get and once you have reached the bottom, things will only turn up.

Actually, to put things on a lighter note, its really fun sometimes speaking to Christians. In the good old days of Perth, we had mormons who went around trying to speak to you about God... or their form of God..... Mind you, I have nothing against any religions. However, whatever you tell them, they will still try to engage you in some form of talk on God. If you said you were a non believer, they would try to convince you t believe. Ifyou said you believed, they would also try to convince you to believe in their form of Christianity. So it ended up that once a mormon was spotted, everyone on the street would hide in their houses, keep the dog shut up and the children in the freezer.... oops I meant quiet.

So yesterday, I was speaking with another old fren. She is G and she is a Christian. So we were talking about having children and how it is God's will..... Yea right.....!!! Anyways, I told her that I have tried God many times in my trials and tribulations of this year. The first time I tried I had an engaged tone, then the next time I tried, I as put on hold for over an hour. The last time I tried, I was transferred to voice mail. Just joking lah hor.....

But G was really pissed off. But she is used to me lah.... She knows how much I joke. That is the way I do things. I can be a hard assed miniature chihuahua and yap and growl... but only o be a joke myself. I would rather joke and make everyone happy and then have them do my job for me.

Anyways.... today is Friday and I am switching off man.... I need a break.......

Cheers and Peace out.

My family curse... (curse!!%^&*((*&^)

I was reading V's blog about how unfit he was and I sorta felt the same way about myself. The thing is I live on the 10th floor and I really dread if there is a black out and I have to walk all the way up..... It will definitely be ICU (Intensive Care Unit) time for me after that.

So struck by my guilty conscience and a wish to live a slightly longer life.... just slightly only hor please hor.... I decided that I would try to walk and or run and or crawl around my estate every weekend. Or if and when I can..... which will probably be never. Hee heeee.... So I asked my mom to buy me a sports shorts..... Please do take note of the word "a". The reason being that I am usually too busy to go buy something like that, and I also want to give my mommy deares at least a feeling that she is doing something for her son..... which even if I ask, she will eventually forget.... Imagine... I asked the Energizer Rabbit to buy me a pair of shoe laces for my work shoes because the ones I have are about to meet the maker..... That was 4 weeks ago.... and only yesterday she remembered.... I have already bought them myself because if I were to wait for her.... I would already have met with my maker....

Anyway, knowing that the spirrit and the body are not willing for any physical activity unless it is horizontal and with a female, I told the energizer rabbit to buy only 1 pair, but she bought 4 pairs.... (Worry.. worry) One other reason is that I do not really trust her taste and if she bought the wrong type, I'd be stuck.... I nearly fell over my oversized office chair.... and I do have a pretty large office chair.... Now what am I gonna do with 4 pairs of shorts when my usual dressing is the FBO of all office staff, slacks, shirts and sometimes a tie? Man.... that is the curse of my family.... No one listens to me or if they do, they soon forget!!! Curses!!!!

It is hard to be a leader of a family that makes the Simpsons look normal. Look at my energizer rabbit. She claims that she wants to save money and yet spends a lot. I know that she needs to beautify herself to make herself feel good, however, sometimes I do wonder why at the tender age of almost 70, she still wants to do skin whitening and get rid of eye bags and so on..... But Ce la vive, Ce la vive, live and let live.

Then comes my sis who spoils her children rotten and says that she wants to leave them with whatever she can.... yea right.... and when she kicks off, who the hell will be handed those spoilt rotten children!!?? No thanks man.

A lady wrote on the newsaper forum that as a parent her job is not to make her children happy. That means that she makes them greet and thank people properly. Makes them take responsibility for their actions and so on. She makes them study, turns off the tv and so on. And that is what I think is the way to bring up a child. Give them everything, don let them suffer and when you are gone, boy... will they suffer.

For me, I plan to make my children work for everything they want. If they want to go out for a meal outside, they will have to behave. If they want extra money, they will have to do chores around in the house. If they want presents, they must perform well in their tasks. Me and my wife will not be inconsistent. Today I am in bad mood so I will punish my child or children for their misbehaviour and tomorrow because they look so cute, I will let them go. I have always said that I am getting too old and I guess my age shows. That is also why I am so worried when my mom wants to come over to look after them. She will spoil them rotten and children do have a way of targetting the softy. They will cling to her and she will feel good. But then she will try to run the way me and my wife look after the children and we will have problems then. Looking after does not mean giving and or being soft. Sometimes we will hurt our children if we are too soft. So ladies and gentlemen, do spare a thought for your cildren lah... Don spoil them lah... Allow them the chance of becoming better citizens in our fair country, not selfish and self centred future leaders of Sillypore.


Cheers and Peace man.....

Life in Singapore

Living in Singapore is quite an adventure. Although if you are into nightlife and so on, then you will most probably get sick of the limited avenues available, if not the sky high prices even sooner.

To be frank, I lived overseas for almost 10 years and I must say that there is not place like home. Yes, Australia has great scenery and also nice weather. And yes Japan has gret weather and really nice places...... Actually the char bor are even better. (Thats why I married one). However, Singapore does have its perks and so on. I am not speaking like a patriot or so on. I have done my time in NS and have gone through the shit everyone goes through, but that is not the reason why I chose to come back. It was where I was born, where I grew up for most of my life and also where food is so available. Imagine living in Perth, if you get the muchies or heavens forbid, your pregnant wife (oh yeah.... don think my wife preg yet hor) wants to eat something in the middle of the night, yo have to put on your going out clothes, drive all the way to God knows where just to be able to buy food. I can still remember the times we flew to Fremantle in Perth to eat at the 24hr place.

In Japan, food is even harder to find, though the neighbourhood convenience store does have a pretty good variety. Some even have Oden. But not many shops remain open till after 1am unless it is a drinking place.

The adventure I find in Singapore is I have lots of fun having a laugh at people with phoney accents, people who think that they are too great and or people who just are too full of themselves. Prime example will most probably be the SPG who struts around like a peacock showing her ang mo boy boy and speaks with a fake American accent though you could have sworn on your own grave dat 5 years ago she was an Ah lian who would tell you confidently that the "G" button in the lift is not for ground but for "Gero" (pronounced as jeero). You may also reminice about how cute she was as a teenager.... and she will snap back with a fake American accent.... "Oh thats a long time ago......den wif a cringing face...."lah"" (chuckles..... I love singlish)

There are also dickheads who think nothing about other people but only for themselves. Taking up spaces for 2 cars for their own..... pushing others so that they can go faster and so on. In this world where the sun will always rise from the east and sets in the west, if we do things slow and easy, we will surely succeed. But if we do it and in so doing hurt others, then the success will be short lived.

As a society, perhaps because we are young nation, we are also all very immature. It could also be because of our upbringing, however, lets face it this way ladies and gentlmen, if we think we are big, there are always bigger fishes around. I we think we are smart, we just have not been cheated yet. No matter whether we have a degree, speak in the Queen's English with an Oxford accent or what, we are still very farbehind many countries. Though we may claim to be a first world nation, we are still very backward in many ways.

And that is the fun of living in Singapore. You live in a lie, in a world that is sheltered and that is false. When we go out into the world, we will see how much bigger it is and how much more daunting life is outside. But of course, we also do not want to try to prove ourselves and bigger and better lah... be simple and humble and if we fall, we will not fall so far.

One prime example will be the proud owner of WRx's. They have bloody loud mufflers and can be heard from over a mile away... oops sorry, we in Singapore so we have to go metic.... kilometers away...... yet, sometimes, when I chase their asses all the way from traffic ligh to traffic light, (provided the road is clear hor) they get frustrated and sometimes a bit ashamed because a 1.8 litre turbo can keep up with a 2.5litre super car. My car does not God loud exhaust... it has no extra engine capacity or different engine. I did not modify too much of it too. Yet I can keep up. Small is not bad...... being small may not mean not being to do what the big boys do..... Moral of the story, speak with a soft voice, but carry a big stick......


Cheers and peace out.