2009 Incoming!

Goodbye 2008, it’s time for you to step down.

(Getting rid of 2008)

Year 2009 is less than seven hours away!

Cheers.

Even if there’s Only 2% of Hope…

Dear You,

It’s been a while since I get caught off-guard by such lingering taste of bitter-sweetness.

Despite the possibility of you being motivated by sales commission from the get-go, I am nonetheless overwhelmed by your bubbly cheerfulness and gravitating enthusiasm, as evidenced by my inability to remove your constant appearances on my mind for the past few weeks—ever since I laid my eyes on you for the first time.

I just feel that I owe it to myself to acknowledge such irrational crush/ inexplicable infatuation towards the deep and lasting impression you effortlessly left behind for me.

Hence I would very much like to conduct a brief interview session with you, containing the following 3 questions with the expectation of a series of ‘YES’ :) , or, ‘NO’ :( as answers.

--Are you single and available?

--Would you consider the potential of me as your suitor?

--Would you bestow upon me some hints of interest on your part in the form of Telco digits/ trails on cyberspace?


If all the above are NO: A possibly long and not to mention painful phase of deep self-loathing will be descending upon me, but heck I think I can live with a truthful albeit a little hurtful way of closure.

If all the above are YES: Congratulations, You’ve just granted yourself the most exclusive rights to all my time, energy and most importantly, undivided attention, all of which will be completely at your disposal.

Unbeknownst by you this may be…

But you unintentionally threw me an opener:

“你都无麻烦到我，我都无口野做啊”

Perhaps you would be kind enough to show this near-perfect stranger a green light, or, at the very least, a closure, too?


Sleeplessly,

Yours Truly.


P/S: Time will tell whether I am a very brave guy or an extremely stupid man, and whether you think it was just a foolish antic by an admirer or a mildly disturbing act of alienation by a freak…

But I did what I did when our paths crossed again yesterday to make sure I made an impression on you, too…

In any case, I am just flesh of blood who was hit by THE BUG!

This Party Life

“Why would you run solo and endured hours of bus ride just to attend some party in a faraway island?” Some might ask.

(3 stages, lots of great DJs, but only ONE me…)

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To which I shall answer with a bunch of questions:

“How many people you know are able to declare with a straight face that they have done nothing but partied from dawn to dusk over the course of a night and a day, and then lived to tell the tale?”

(Have ticket, will party!)

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Or,

“When was the last time you enjoyed the breathtaking views of both sunset and sunrise by the beach at one go?”

(NO SLEEP by the beach between 13 and 14Dec!)

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Or,

“Have you experienced the sensation of placing yourself amongst hordes of scantily-clad hot chicks from all walks of life at every turn?”

With such insane fun, it’s little wonder that sleeping was an option I never took during the whole time.

Geeky Backpacker I am

It didn’t matter even if It means having to lug around an extra piece of luggage across nation, as long as I am guaranteed an unobstructive personal computing experience on the road…

(My temporary Crib for 3 days)

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(The Act of Geek-ery on a journey!)

Old habit really dies hard, I guess.

Out to Party!

It’s my annual backpacking excursion to Down South in the form of head-nodding, fist-pumping and foot-thumping actions by the beach all night until the break of dawn!

(My party gears)

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I’ll try my very best not to nods off in the middle of the night this year.

(630PM – 800AM = 13.5 looong hours!)

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I consider not having to end up in a foreign country’s hospital the next day a personal achievement.

*tee hee*

Ridiculously Long Holiday

I have failed miserably in making business a personal pleasure of mine for the past 11 months, so on the very last month of 2008, I have decided to MAKE PLEASURE MY PERSONAL BUSINESS for a change!

(I only need to pull 2-day worth of desk jobs this month)

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Almost every single day on the month of December is my off-day, except for 2 unfortunate dates.

Which means: I need not really have to show up at work for the rest of this year, and the best part is—I’ll still get paid for doing so.

Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay!!!

Shop till I Dropped

Looks like I’ve outdone myself in the shopping department again—grocery shopping, that is, you should see that the cart were so loaded I had a hard time maneuvering it.

(48 items in total!)

(and a looooong piece of receipt)
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No, I am not throwing a party or anything like that; these are for me, myself and I only.

P/S: I could’ve written a lot more about this latest achievement of mine, but my hands are sore from all the lifting and carrying of goods…