Wednesday, 29 December 2004

Joke of the month

The Gas Men...
Two gas company servicemen, a senior training supervisor and a
young trainee, were out checking meters in a suburban neighborhood.
They parked their truck at the end of the alley and worked their way
to the other end. At the last house a woman looking out her
kitchen window watched the two men as they checked her gas meter.
Finishing the meter check, the senior supervisor challenged his
younger coworker to a foot race down the alley back to the truck
to prove that an older guy could outrun a younger one.
As they came running up to the truck, they realized the lady from
that last house was huffing and puffing right behind them.
They stopped and asked her what was wrong.
Gasping for breath, she replied, "When I see two gas men running
as hard as you two were, I figured I'd better run too!"

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Wednesday, 22 December 2004

"When You Divorce Me, Carry Me Out in Your Arms"

On my wedding day, I carried my wife in my arms. The bridal car stopped in front of our
one-room flat. My buddies insisted that I carry her out of the car in my arms.
So I carried her into our home. She was then plump and shy.

I was a strong and happy bridegroom. This was the scene of ten years ago.
The following years were as simple as a cup of pure water: we had a kid,
I went into business and tried to make more money.
When the assets were steadily increasing, the affections between us seemed to ebb.
She was a civil servant. Every morning we left home together and got home
almost at the same time. Our kid was studying in a boarding school.
Our marriage life seemed to be enviably happy.
But the calm life was more likely to be affected by unpredictable changes..........
Dew came into my life.

It was a sunny day. I stood on a spacious balcony. Dew hugged me from behind.
My heart once again was immersed in her stream of love.
This was the apartment I bought for her. Dew said, "You are the kind of man who
best draws girls." Her words suddenly reminded me of my wife.
When we just got married, my wife said, "Men like you, once successful,
will be very attractive to girls." Thinking of this, I became somewhat hesitant.
I knew I had betrayed my wife. But I couldn' t help doing so.
I moved Dew's hands aside and said, "You go to select some furniture, O.K.?
I've got something to do in the company." Obviously she was unhappy because I had
promised her to go with her.

At the moment, the idea of divorce became clearer in my mind
although it used to be something impossible to me. However, I found it rather difficult
to tell my wife about it. No matter how mildly I mentioned it to her, she would be deeply hurt.
Honestly, she was a good wife. Every evening she was busy preparing dinner.
I was sitting in front of the TV. The dinner was ready soon. Then we watched TV together.
Or, I was lounging before the computer, visualizing Dew's body.
This was the means of my entertainment.

One day I said to her in a slight joking way, suppose we divorce, what will you do?
She stared at me for a few seconds without a word.
Apparently she believed that divorce was something too far away from her.
I couldn' t imagine how she would react once she got to know I was serious.

When my wife went to my office, Dew had just stepped out. Almost all the staff looked
at my wife with a sympathetic eye and tried to hide something while talking with her.
She seemed to have got some hint. She gently smiled at my subordinates.
But I read some hurt in her eyes...

Once again, Dew said to me, "Divorce her, O.K.? Then we live together."
I nodded. I knew I could not hesitate any more.
When my wife served the last dish, I held her hand. "I 've got something to tell you", I said.
She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.
Suddenly I didn' t know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking.
I want to divorce. I raised a serious topic calmly. She didn t seem to be much annoyed
by my words, instead she asked me softly, "why?" "I'm serious." I avoided her question.
This so-called answer turned her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me,
"you are not a man!"

At that night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping.
I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage.
But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer, because my heart had gone to Dew.
With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that
she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company.
She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. I felt a pain in my heart.
The woman who had been living ten years with me would become a stranger one day.
But I could not take back what I had said. Finally she cried loudly in front of me,
which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release.
The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer.

A late night, I came back home after entertaining my clients. I saw her writing
something at the table. I fell asleep fast. When I woke up, I found she was still there.
I turned over and was asleep again.

She brought up her divorce conditions:
she didn't want anything from me, but I was supposed to give her one month's time
before divorce, and in the month's time we must live as normal life as possible.
Her reason was simple: our son would finish his summer vacation a month later
and she didn't want him to see our marriage was broken.
She passed me the agreement she drafted, and then asked me,
"Do you still remember how I entered our bridal room on the wedding day?"
This question suddenly brought back all those wonderful memories to me.
I nodded and said, "I remember." "You carried me in your arms", she continued.
"I have a requirement, that is, you carry me out in your arms on the day when we divorce.
From now to the end of this month, you must carry me out from the bedroom
to the door every morning." I accepted with a smile. I knew she missed those sweet days
and wished to end her marriage with a romantic form.

I told Dew about my wife's divorce conditions.
She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. "No matter what tricks she does,
she has to face the result of divorce" she said scornfully. Her words more or less
made me feel uncomfortable.

My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was
explicitly expressed. We even treated each other as a stranger.
So when I carried her out for the first day, we both appeared clumsy.
Our son clapped behind us," daddy is holding mummy in his arms!!"
His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door,
I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly,
"Let us start from today, don't tell our son." I nodded, feeling somewhat upset.
I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for bus, I drove to office.

On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest.
We were so close that I could smell the fragrance of her blouse.
I realized that I hadn' t looked at this intimate woman carefully for a long time.
I found she was not young any more. There were some fine wrinkles on her face.
On the third day, she whispered to me, "The outside garden is being demolished.
Be careful when you pass there."

On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I seemed to feel that we were
still an intimate couple and I was holding my sweetheart in my arms.
The visualization of Dew became more vague.

On the fifth and sixth day, she kept reminding me something, such as
where she put the ironed shirts, I should be careful while cooking, etc. I nodded.
The sense of intimacy was even stronger. I didn't tell Dew about this.
I felt it was easier to carry her. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.
I said to her, "It seems not difficult to carry you now."

She was picking her dresses. I was waiting to carry her out. She tried quite a few
but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, "All my dresses have grown fatter"...
I smiled. But I suddenly realized that it was because she was thinner that
I could carry her more easily, not because I was stronger.
I knew she had buried all the bitterness in her heart. Again, I felt a sense of pain.
Subconsciously I reached out a hand to touch her head.
Our son came in at the moment." Dad, it's time to carry mum out", he said.
To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had been an essential part of his life.
She gestured our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face because
I was afraid I would change my mind at the last minute. I held her in my arms,
walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway.
Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly,
as if we came back to our wedding day. But her much lighter weight made me sad.

On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step.
Our son had gone to school. She said, " Actually I was hoping that you would hold me
in your arms until we are old. I held her tightly and said, "Both you and I didnt notice that
our life was in lack of such intimacy".

I jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door.
I was afraid that any delay would make me change my decision. I walked upstairs.
Dew opened the door. I said to her, "Sorry, Dew, I won't divorce. I'm serious."
She looked at me, astonished. The she touched my forehead. "You've got no fever!" She said.
I moved her hand off my head. "Sorry, Dew", I said, "I can only say sorry to you,
I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I
didn't value the details of life, not because we do not love each other any more.
Now I understand that since I carried her into the home, she gave birth to our child,
I am supposed to hold her until I am old. So I have to say sorry to you."
Dew seemed to wake up suddenly. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door
and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove to the office.

When I passed the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet for my wife
which was her favourite. The salesgirl asked me to write the greeting words on the card.
I smiled and wrote, I'll carry you out every morning until we are old...

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Tuesday, 21 December 2004

meetup wif tcc at jln kayu.. and i heard one of the sti actually lup spec c engine!!
well, i guess alot of s'poreans are filthy rich.. where the hell they get money from?
bought a 100+ k car and a few 10k for modifications.. and they're juz ard my age..
nowaday, u can easily see rexs and evos on e road.. and the drivers are getting younger
and younger.. well, i tink we muz reali learn to be satisfied.. if not, we'll nvr be contended..


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Sunday, 19 December 2004

NUS Dance Competition 2004 @ Zouk last nite.. and guess what?
i was driving kenji to jb on thurday, was listening to wkrz and the DJ wana
give away tics to 9 callers for the dance competiton..
kenji try his luck and get thru the line! tats how we ended in zouk..
the solo competition was won by a guy called jimmy..
in singlet, blue sweater and jeans, he dance well and his killer moves are his jerky movements..
and in the solo final, he stole the neon light by throwing his sweater to the audiences
and pullin down his jean! best rite.. and the gals were screaming at e top of their voice..
well, the singapore zouk idol? lolz..


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Saturday, 18 December 2004

i still duno whether zq aware of my coldness toward him..
he's still as blur as usual la.. haha..
i'd actually stopped contacting him, unlike in the past..
well, since tat dinner wif him, he nvr call me again..
he oso nvr shown any interest in making up our frenship..
maybe, he din even feel anything wrong between us.. which is actually highly possible..
and i actually dun mind it now.. look like i reali given up hope in him..
which i actually shld have earlier.. alrite, enuff of him..

wx request to go kota tinggi again.. which i do tink of b4 too..
but now, i reali dun have much mood going wif them..
can u reali travel wif frens who nvr contact u for half a year while he's in aust,
and a guy who will betray u for 1 million? haha.. i noe its 1 million..
but he'd actually left a deep scar in my heart..
and i swear nvr to ask anyone tis 1 million qn again..

the xmas party was cancelled.. cos zq goin china and swei cant make it..
but i'd actually bought the xmas gift.. its always so coincidence..
somehow whenever there's a gathering, im always free.. but frens r always busy..


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Sunday, 12 December 2004

do u have a price?

i remember years ago, one of my old fren wx told me tat everyone has a price..
we argue cos i disagree with him.. not all pple tink tat money is everything wat..
well, at least not me.. but he insist tat i am wrong..
"would u betray ur fren for 1 million?" no? "10 million?" no..
he dun believe and say tat when it reali happen, i wont say no.. haha..
he even told me tat to be honest, he would betray me for 1 million..
i was like.. well.... reali hurting to hear tat though it quite impossible for it to happen..
personally, i feel tat its not the money thingy.. but "yuan zhe" thingy..
if i was reali to betray an old fren for 1 million, i would feel bad for the rest of my life..
wats the point of having so much money when ya not happy..
yes, money is impt.. to have enuff of it.. to have plenty of it is not at all impt..
well, juz my point of view..

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Sunday, 5 December 2004

tis is e pic i like most wif my v600.. evening sky @ ecp.. guess wats e lighted dot
at e center is? ;)

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dreamed of racing on 11:57 pm

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silly jelly fish from underwater world.. hehe..

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dreamed of racing on 11:52 pm

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star virgo taken from cable car..

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dreamed of racing on 11:50 pm

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a huge monitor lizard checkin out ubin rd..

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a peacock tryin to act dao..

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Friday, 3 December 2004

when would u do if u suddenly feel a more then 10 yrs fren of urs like a stranger?
had dinner wif zq juz now.. but i no longer feel the closeness of our frenship..
mani things had happened in the past 1yr++.. and i hope this is temporarily..
well, basically i hate 5 type of pple..
late-comer, bo xin, break promises, toying others feelings and disrespect to parents..
so actually i hate alot of pple.. ;) cos lotsa pple belong to the 1st 2 category..

im early, but he is late for dinner..
during the 1st semester over there, he nvr even call me ONCE..
2nd semester, he called once or twice after i kpkb and much persuasion from swei..
msn, he always busy or tire as usual.. his trip to aust reali pulled our frenship apart..
he told me he tot of studying another semester to "further understand" what he'd learned..
tat make it 2yrs there thus having the the eligibility to apply for PR..
he'd finished his studies! din even know whether he will pass or fail..
tellin me he wana go back for 1 more semester? hahahahah.. i cant luff ani louder..
and after he get his PR, he could take his mum over there..
his main motive is PR.. and he so eager to get out of s'pore..
well, i noe he dun like to stay in s'pore and his family probs too.. but it stil hurt alot
knowing tat he could juz leave s'pore and not miss his frens here at all..

introduced a gf to him b4 he flew.. he promised his feelins to her and to wait for him to return..
guess wat? he broke up wif her 2mths b4 he return to sg..
i make myself believe tat he's not toyin her feelins..
but he broke his promises to her..
and in the phone, i repeately ask him to settle e rela prob after he return..
his 1st gf who i introduced to him oso.. he didnt cherish too..
though relationship stuff i cant have much say..
but i tink i have had enuf of him..
sigh..

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