Looking back on 2008
The much awaited last entry of the year is finally here. What I did for the past few days was to go through my one year of posts since my last entry in 2007 to gain some form of inspiration for this entry.
Having thought about it as much as I can, I have decided to do something different from what I've done last year. I'm going to attempt to list the best and worst moments I've had for the past year, otherwise usually known as a meme, mainly based on my friggin' awesome memory. So here goes!
Happiest: There wasn't an instance which I was really extremely happy about this year. The biggest thing which happened to me was Work and Travel USA but it wasn't entirely a happy event. So I think my happiest moment was getting that A grade on my results slip.
Saddest: When I think of sadness, I think of tears. The only two times I teared this year were ironically the total opposites of each other. When I was going to depart for the US, my mom cried uncontrollably so I did as well. I was upset leaving my family and friends in Singapore then. Three months later, on my last day of work in The Gr8 Escape, the same thing happened when my colleague wept during my farewell. My tear glands were thus activated. Again.
Most difficult: Semester 5 in school. I swear this was the busiest semester I've ever had in my entire university education. And I thought Sem 4 was already bad enough. Sem 5 was worse. Within two weeks to the end of the semester, I had 2 tests, 3 projects and 3 (or more) assignments due and 2 project presentations. If this is not called steamy, I don't know what is. But it pays in the end, so all is still good for me.
Most cherished: I do not need to think so long for this. The neverending lepak sessions with the best buddy has never failed to make me realise the importance of having someone really close to you, someone who understands you when you think your family doesn't, someone whom you can spend the night with without feeling the least awkward, someone you can just be yourself and talk about anything and everything under the Sun.
That someone is a best friend.
Thank you, bro. Though you're such a whore at times, you know I love you so much in the friendship kinda way.
Most daunting: My first time on the SkyCoaster. As many would know, I have a slight phobia of heights. And that's not because of my own height, thanks. When I realized my legs went wobbly at the mere sight of the SkyCoaster, I knew that phobia I had was not anywhere near slight - I told myself it would need me tons of courage and a great deal of persuasion from people around me to get me on that damn ride.
I figure the person who invented this must have been smirking at me from his grave then. I'm assuming he's dead by now.
Most satisfying: Ditto! A person who has just overcome his phobia will tell you the ginormous amount of satisfaction gained from it. I was that person after trying out the SkyCoaster, I was super satisfied with myself that I decided to try it again right after the first one!
The beautiful view of the SkyCoaster compound from the top.
Proudest: I feel proudest when I reach this far.
Mama Liberty and I.
Weirdest: The Turn Left Turn Right incident in USA.
Ms Wong and I on US soil.
I know US is big but how often do you get to step on the same land as your bestest sushi buddy at the same time UNPLANNED but are unable to meet up?
Scariest: It happened in L.A. In a bid to save a little bit of money and also to boast our excellent navigational skills, we decided to walk from Downtown L.A. to the GreyHound Station a few streets away. At night.
That decision to walk was one which was truly regrettable. That walk turned out to be one of the longest and scariest walks I've ever had in my entire life. You see, even though it was 'just a few streets away', the area we were bypassing was somewhat like an industrial estate.
Like this.
Same kind of lighting, same kind of loneliness.
Hardly any cars passed by, so if anything were to happen to us, I really don't know how we could get help. To make things worse, as we were walking in the dim-lit area, one beggar came up to us and ASKED for money, to which I replied "No". I imagined him thrusting a knife into my abdomen as I walked away with my two friends, praying that he would not follow us and do the unthinkable. Thankfully, he did not.
A few streets later, we noticed a bunch of teen thugs hanging out at one of the street benches. They were the rowdy sort, faces unseen due to the dim lights, and I imagined them coming towards us with steel pipes and wooden batons and robbed us of everything we had that day. Thankfully, they were not your typical US mobs.
I reached the bus station, face as pale as the Zhong Guo Wa Wa, panting like a crazy dog but extremely relieved that we managed to get there safe and sound.
Funniest:
Halloween 2008.
Somehow I managed to grab hold of this beauty and forced her to take a pic with me. Once in position, she held my hand and placed them on her boobies, which felt really spongy to be honest. I was feeling really weird then, so I just did a funny expression, but she asked the pic to be taken another time, (the pic above) and made me lick her spongy assets. I willingly did so.
One thing is for sure - the real ones sure feel better.
Angriest: The incident at NYC, which still makes me so full of hatred to this day. Not going to elaborate on the details, but the persons involved should know what happened.
Most embarrassing: As many would know, I have a love-hate relationship with dairy products, so I was at work in The Gr8 Escape one day when I felt my body needed a release of wastes. Ahh, must be the milk I drank earlier, I thought as I walked towards the nearest restroom which also happened to be a public restroom for guests.
One anal thing about their restrooms was that there were only two cubicles situated in each one so I was really lucky to find a vacant one there.
I just don't geddit about US restrooms. They seem to be lacking in construction materials for the door.
Apparently, I've noticed that their door ALWAYS leaves this SMALL GAP when closed. I must stress that doing the big B is a very personal thing for everyone and that these borders should not be crossed.
I was processing out the dairy products I had earlier and this old man, a friggin' guest, knocked on the door and asked if I was done. I replied a curt "No". The next thing he friggin' did was to PEEP through the gap and watch me perform the act of nature, and that made me so friggin' embarrassed I did not know where to put my face right then. I thought about it and decided that it would get super offensive and insulting and rude if I were to put words into what I was feeling about him then in any way possible because any possible way would definitely lead to a plethora of vulgarities. Getting "chick-ened out" and being deported didn't sound too pleasing either so I let it be and kept quiet.
Luckiest:
Anyone who read my blog in January 2008 would know I won 2 freaking tickets to watch Jay Chou live in Singapore Indoor Stadium. The feeling of being able to emerge victorious amongst other probably more ardent fans of Jay Chou makes me feel so gratified that I gotta watch it, albeit sucky seats and all.
Awesome pictures. I love the piano!
Most OMGWTFBBQ: Before US, I was fat. During US, I was a lot fatter. After US, I am still fat. What ever happened to my new year resolution to follow closely a healthy diet and exercise regime?
After going through each of those moments, I realized I have gone through a fair bit this year. The highlight of the year has gotta be the Work and Travel USA program, which made me experience a lot of things, good and bad. I am thankful I went on this program with my finances fully sponsored by the wonderful parents, and I'm also thankful I came back the way I was before the trip - healthy, happy and horny.
This year has fortunately been a better year for me. Let me see... having no deaths of anyone close to me, obtaining favourable results for both semesters, getting dreams of visiting US greatest cities fulfilled, overcoming phobia of heights on the SkyCoaster, trying out exciting but life-threatening rafting experiences in the US, witnessing Jay Chou live in Singapore, successfully getting an job attachment in a world renowned company etc etc. There is far too many to list.
2008 has been a good year, let's hope 2009 will be much better.
Just like the rainbow which glorifies the sky with its myriad of colours, I hope Year 2009 will bring with it a plethora of good things, be it in our individiual lives, the country on its own or the world as a whole.
Cheers to a new beginning! Happy 2009!
Having thought about it as much as I can, I have decided to do something different from what I've done last year. I'm going to attempt to list the best and worst moments I've had for the past year, otherwise usually known as a meme, mainly based on my friggin' awesome memory. So here goes!
Happiest: There wasn't an instance which I was really extremely happy about this year. The biggest thing which happened to me was Work and Travel USA but it wasn't entirely a happy event. So I think my happiest moment was getting that A grade on my results slip.
Saddest: When I think of sadness, I think of tears. The only two times I teared this year were ironically the total opposites of each other. When I was going to depart for the US, my mom cried uncontrollably so I did as well. I was upset leaving my family and friends in Singapore then. Three months later, on my last day of work in The Gr8 Escape, the same thing happened when my colleague wept during my farewell. My tear glands were thus activated. Again.
Most difficult: Semester 5 in school. I swear this was the busiest semester I've ever had in my entire university education. And I thought Sem 4 was already bad enough. Sem 5 was worse. Within two weeks to the end of the semester, I had 2 tests, 3 projects and 3 (or more) assignments due and 2 project presentations. If this is not called steamy, I don't know what is. But it pays in the end, so all is still good for me.
Most cherished: I do not need to think so long for this. The neverending lepak sessions with the best buddy has never failed to make me realise the importance of having someone really close to you, someone who understands you when you think your family doesn't, someone whom you can spend the night with without feeling the least awkward, someone you can just be yourself and talk about anything and everything under the Sun.
That someone is a best friend.
Thank you, bro. Though you're such a whore at times, you know I love you so much in the friendship kinda way.
Most daunting: My first time on the SkyCoaster. As many would know, I have a slight phobia of heights. And that's not because of my own height, thanks. When I realized my legs went wobbly at the mere sight of the SkyCoaster, I knew that phobia I had was not anywhere near slight - I told myself it would need me tons of courage and a great deal of persuasion from people around me to get me on that damn ride.
I figure the person who invented this must have been smirking at me from his grave then. I'm assuming he's dead by now.
Most satisfying: Ditto! A person who has just overcome his phobia will tell you the ginormous amount of satisfaction gained from it. I was that person after trying out the SkyCoaster, I was super satisfied with myself that I decided to try it again right after the first one!
The beautiful view of the SkyCoaster compound from the top.
Proudest: I feel proudest when I reach this far.
Mama Liberty and I.
Weirdest: The Turn Left Turn Right incident in USA.
Ms Wong and I on US soil.
I know US is big but how often do you get to step on the same land as your bestest sushi buddy at the same time UNPLANNED but are unable to meet up?
Scariest: It happened in L.A. In a bid to save a little bit of money and also to boast our excellent navigational skills, we decided to walk from Downtown L.A. to the GreyHound Station a few streets away. At night.
That decision to walk was one which was truly regrettable. That walk turned out to be one of the longest and scariest walks I've ever had in my entire life. You see, even though it was 'just a few streets away', the area we were bypassing was somewhat like an industrial estate.
Like this.
Same kind of lighting, same kind of loneliness.
Hardly any cars passed by, so if anything were to happen to us, I really don't know how we could get help. To make things worse, as we were walking in the dim-lit area, one beggar came up to us and ASKED for money, to which I replied "No". I imagined him thrusting a knife into my abdomen as I walked away with my two friends, praying that he would not follow us and do the unthinkable. Thankfully, he did not.
A few streets later, we noticed a bunch of teen thugs hanging out at one of the street benches. They were the rowdy sort, faces unseen due to the dim lights, and I imagined them coming towards us with steel pipes and wooden batons and robbed us of everything we had that day. Thankfully, they were not your typical US mobs.
I reached the bus station, face as pale as the Zhong Guo Wa Wa, panting like a crazy dog but extremely relieved that we managed to get there safe and sound.
Funniest:
Halloween 2008.
Somehow I managed to grab hold of this beauty and forced her to take a pic with me. Once in position, she held my hand and placed them on her boobies, which felt really spongy to be honest. I was feeling really weird then, so I just did a funny expression, but she asked the pic to be taken another time, (the pic above) and made me lick her spongy assets. I willingly did so.
One thing is for sure - the real ones sure feel better.
Angriest: The incident at NYC, which still makes me so full of hatred to this day. Not going to elaborate on the details, but the persons involved should know what happened.
Most embarrassing: As many would know, I have a love-hate relationship with dairy products, so I was at work in The Gr8 Escape one day when I felt my body needed a release of wastes. Ahh, must be the milk I drank earlier, I thought as I walked towards the nearest restroom which also happened to be a public restroom for guests.
One anal thing about their restrooms was that there were only two cubicles situated in each one so I was really lucky to find a vacant one there.
I just don't geddit about US restrooms. They seem to be lacking in construction materials for the door.
Apparently, I've noticed that their door ALWAYS leaves this SMALL GAP when closed. I must stress that doing the big B is a very personal thing for everyone and that these borders should not be crossed.
I was processing out the dairy products I had earlier and this old man, a friggin' guest, knocked on the door and asked if I was done. I replied a curt "No". The next thing he friggin' did was to PEEP through the gap and watch me perform the act of nature, and that made me so friggin' embarrassed I did not know where to put my face right then. I thought about it and decided that it would get super offensive and insulting and rude if I were to put words into what I was feeling about him then in any way possible because any possible way would definitely lead to a plethora of vulgarities. Getting "chick-ened out" and being deported didn't sound too pleasing either so I let it be and kept quiet.
Luckiest:
Anyone who read my blog in January 2008 would know I won 2 freaking tickets to watch Jay Chou live in Singapore Indoor Stadium. The feeling of being able to emerge victorious amongst other probably more ardent fans of Jay Chou makes me feel so gratified that I gotta watch it, albeit sucky seats and all.
Awesome pictures. I love the piano!
Most OMGWTFBBQ: Before US, I was fat. During US, I was a lot fatter. After US, I am still fat. What ever happened to my new year resolution to follow closely a healthy diet and exercise regime?
After going through each of those moments, I realized I have gone through a fair bit this year. The highlight of the year has gotta be the Work and Travel USA program, which made me experience a lot of things, good and bad. I am thankful I went on this program with my finances fully sponsored by the wonderful parents, and I'm also thankful I came back the way I was before the trip - healthy, happy and horny.
This year has fortunately been a better year for me. Let me see... having no deaths of anyone close to me, obtaining favourable results for both semesters, getting dreams of visiting US greatest cities fulfilled, overcoming phobia of heights on the SkyCoaster, trying out exciting but life-threatening rafting experiences in the US, witnessing Jay Chou live in Singapore, successfully getting an job attachment in a world renowned company etc etc. There is far too many to list.
2008 has been a good year, let's hope 2009 will be much better.
Just like the rainbow which glorifies the sky with its myriad of colours, I hope Year 2009 will bring with it a plethora of good things, be it in our individiual lives, the country on its own or the world as a whole.
Cheers to a new beginning! Happy 2009!
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