Sunday, August 31, 2008

after a twist of events, i came to catch some mosh at baybeats. it was some good performance by the crowd. dragged in front of the stage where the action was concentrated, i flattened myself against the more sedated people to my left and tried to stay out of the high energy jostling. the guy next to me jumped up to crowdsurf, rous kidney-punched random folks and the boys roared as they pushed while i worried about people (that guy) falling on my head, and (a girl) holding my hands.

baybeats 2008

and then it was a walk in the sticky night to little india to join unexpectedly many other midnight shoppers. sure, our legs got heavier heading back to town. an hour later, blurrily, i managed to stumble off the bus (only) two stops from home. (thanks, budd.) yet that was the longest walk of the night.

Friday, August 29, 2008

sorrow drips into your heart through a pinhole
just like a faucet that leaks and there is comfort in the sound
but while you debate half empty or half full
it slowly rises- your love is gonna drown

uh. melancholy strikes after a swirl of grumpyness (sorry!) and strange, but real, cheeryness.

i'm really tired, post-call. observed a NVD(ahhh! 救命啊!!) and assisted mother-clumsily in a c'section. it was a bit scary, cos the babies were swimming in meconium. but all was well and my hair stood when the babies took their first breath and wailed. and sneezed. :)

Saturday, August 23, 2008

from the platform
花火大会。got a good view on the bridge on friday, where it wasn't too crowded. a pity that the explosions weren't exactly in our faces, like it was at the floating platform tonight. それでも、it was beautiful both nights.

小雨傘 呀 小雨傘。。。

陈臭臭 (lit. Smelly Tan), my niece, tends to cry embarrassingly noisily but we forget that when she gurgles and gives that crazy toothless smile. :)) she's moved to woodlands to stay for a couple of weeks!

indeed, everything is quite "hunky-dory" at the end of the week.

Wednesday, August 20, 2008

don't worry, trust me!
and we end up crossing over to jurong island.

eventually, we do find mat and watch him show off his moves.
the night is again cool. sweet.
we catch up on m's travels. we snatch a few minutes of t's time for supper together. we postulate future conversations, complete catch-ups. then mag and i leave the boys and continue talking in woodlands, tired as we are.

it will be 2010 before all 5 of us meet again..


Wednesday, August 13, 2008

and the soles of your shoes
are all worn down, the time for sleep is now
but it's nothing to cry about cause we'll hold each other soon
in the blackest of rooms

natural is the way to go, man; punny, but really not so funny when you see what happens in Block 9.

and mike tschumi is in town, mistakenly g--, and probably pounds away from a hot bali-bod after a few days of eating, eating, and eating. fullness to the max.

chou chou

Sunday, August 10, 2008

happy birthday, singapore.

under the brolly
it rained, but spirits were quite high after a little adventure- sneakily climbing across the barriers right in front of the policemen. and our view kept getting better as we picked our way through many many many people to bare spots. (later in the night, there were also showers of fireworks-debris..)

the black knights are awesome. a rainbow appeared next to the singapore flyer at this time too! it's a beautiful day indeed.

the city's been breezy and looking pretty these two evenings..

last night, after catching jackandrai and timmy-band and the cute 'elephant', we looked on as the foreign workers (precariously) set up the tentages for today's event. they deserved a good view of the fireworks eh.

Thursday, August 07, 2008

the stars get red
and oh the night's so blue

and it rains cats, dogs and elephants. (yes, it's been a weird day.)

it is not quite so very fun emptying the contents of the boot into two large (yellow) boxes that really cannot quite hold everything. thanks for helping, papa- i know you only raised your voice in disgust grumpyness to get yourself heard over the noise of the downpour.

Wednesday, August 06, 2008

"you have treated this man's AMI, and everyone loves you- your family, your partner, the patient. And the patient's family, they give you.. bottles of kaya."

Monday, August 04, 2008

lying (t)here and staring at the ceiling
waiting for a sleepy feeling

because there isn't very much else i'd rather be doing.

Friday, August 01, 2008

rest irie, brother.
it was awesome two-stepping (albeit stiffly, haha..) to the laidback rasta groovin in the green room with you earlier this year, after a tire-ing day of clinics.

fux. it's awfully cruel, losing bobo so unexpectedly.
our hearts bleed, especially for his mom and brother, and close friends.
our hearts bleed too from old wounds reopened. but-
heads up everybuddy; i'd expect that he'd much rather that.


it was good to see jr after so long. really good.
he's been bloody strong. respect!
be well, man.