a hungry man is an angry man.
***
a neglected man has an angry bird.
LOL
still here. hey.
My place. My nook. My home away from nowhere. Here where the sun thrives on my body's ink. Here is where evil is reborn. Eternally.
Jun 29, 2011
Jun 19, 2011
HITTING THE TIDE STRONG: FISHING TRIP TO MALAYSIA DAY 1
i got up at around 3am on the 18th. twas time to prep up for the trip. i got my stuff together the night before, so pretty much, all i needed to do was bathe, grab breakfast and go to the rendezvous point. ate nannette and kuya bong (whose house i bunk in with currently) were already up by that time, fixing the stuff they were bringing along for the trip - a 14' net, a long fishing rod, and their luggage. i was carrying my k-swiss backpack (a gift from my sister in exchange for the small house my wife and i left behind, which they now occupy). while waiting, i ate the last plate of noodles i made the night before.
by 3:45, we were already flagging cabs at the void deck. a few minutes after, we were on our way to bedok reservoir to meet with another guy who was joining us on the trip. at his block, our taxi stopped. we alighted, and took our stuff out of the trunk. at around 4am, this seasoned fisherman comes down with his fishing rods at one hand, and a strolled cooler on the other. his name was max, was turning 60 in a matter of moths, and was originally from taiwan. he was a PR (permanent resident), like the couple i stay with now. by the second day, he would tell me about his exploits as a child in taiwan, and how he started fishing when he was six years old.
by 4.30, this starex royale rolls over and out comes uncle heng (the man who organized the fishing trip) and his son, who was behind the wheel. we loaded up our stuff on the van, and uncle heng handed us malaysian embarkation cards to fill out. we decided to write down on the cards when we reached our boss' house, so we moved out of bedok and drove to serangoon (unfamiliar? please download an SG MRT map). we arrived at the landed property by 5.30am and my boss had just waken up. her husband, an accountant, was by the gates in a matter of minutes, after uncle heng rang the doorbell. by 6am, we were on our way to woodlands, to crossover to malaysia via johor baru.
OFF TO MALAYSIA
after passing through the immigrations at singapore, the next checkpoint was at JB. we had to get off the van to have our index fingers scanned (yes, both at the same time; and not just the tip - the whole finger) on portable scanners at the immigration counters. it amazed me that they aside from the stamps they put on your passport, they also use stickers on the passports, with codes similar to when you buys apps on the app market.
our first stop was a hawker centre. we were waiting for the toilet to open (which apparently was available only at one of the shops which opened at 7am), so we went for breakfast. we were treated to pork porridge, with aromatic sesame oil. we had some yu tiao (flour fritters), which resembled bitso minus the sugar. i ordered a glass of te-oh (tea with milk). the hawker centre was in the middle of the public market, and it reminded me of home.
by 7.30am, the shop was open and so people started queueing up for the toilet. as i was the third person to go in, i tried looking around the shop first, wondering whether there was something neat to buy. and indeed there was. guess... i bought some deodorant. why? because it only cost me RM6 (around S$2.40). compared to the local singapore price of deo (which is about S$4.50), it was cheap. i also bought some peppermint lozenges.
it took us a good two hours to travel from JB to tanjong leman, while taking notice of the remnants of WWII that lined up the roads, not to mention the dozens upon dozens of palm trees that created the whole lush scenery of the trip. but mind you, although i was enjoying the trip, and smelling the palm oil in the air (since there were nearby processing plants), it fascinated and disturbed me that i couldn't see any other type of tree as dominant in numbers as the palm tree (i guess that would be attributed to the high demand for palm oil, which comes from malaysia). twas like every corner, nook and crany was planted wit palm trees.
AT THE WHARF
we reached the wharf at around 10am, and we meet wilmer who would become our boatman for the next two days. on his jetty (speed board ferry), we loaded up our stuff, put on our life jackets, and sailed, err sped off (although we did pee first before hopping on the boat).
the boat ride was about 40minutes, with the boat cutting across the waters like a hot knife on butter. we were getting wet, the waves were kinda strong, and the tides were high. little did we know though, that there was more to the trip than just the waves and the tides.
TO BE CONTINUED...
i got up at around 3am on the 18th. twas time to prep up for the trip. i got my stuff together the night before, so pretty much, all i needed to do was bathe, grab breakfast and go to the rendezvous point. ate nannette and kuya bong (whose house i bunk in with currently) were already up by that time, fixing the stuff they were bringing along for the trip - a 14' net, a long fishing rod, and their luggage. i was carrying my k-swiss backpack (a gift from my sister in exchange for the small house my wife and i left behind, which they now occupy). while waiting, i ate the last plate of noodles i made the night before.
by 3:45, we were already flagging cabs at the void deck. a few minutes after, we were on our way to bedok reservoir to meet with another guy who was joining us on the trip. at his block, our taxi stopped. we alighted, and took our stuff out of the trunk. at around 4am, this seasoned fisherman comes down with his fishing rods at one hand, and a strolled cooler on the other. his name was max, was turning 60 in a matter of moths, and was originally from taiwan. he was a PR (permanent resident), like the couple i stay with now. by the second day, he would tell me about his exploits as a child in taiwan, and how he started fishing when he was six years old.
by 4.30, this starex royale rolls over and out comes uncle heng (the man who organized the fishing trip) and his son, who was behind the wheel. we loaded up our stuff on the van, and uncle heng handed us malaysian embarkation cards to fill out. we decided to write down on the cards when we reached our boss' house, so we moved out of bedok and drove to serangoon (unfamiliar? please download an SG MRT map). we arrived at the landed property by 5.30am and my boss had just waken up. her husband, an accountant, was by the gates in a matter of minutes, after uncle heng rang the doorbell. by 6am, we were on our way to woodlands, to crossover to malaysia via johor baru.
OFF TO MALAYSIA
after passing through the immigrations at singapore, the next checkpoint was at JB. we had to get off the van to have our index fingers scanned (yes, both at the same time; and not just the tip - the whole finger) on portable scanners at the immigration counters. it amazed me that they aside from the stamps they put on your passport, they also use stickers on the passports, with codes similar to when you buys apps on the app market.
our first stop was a hawker centre. we were waiting for the toilet to open (which apparently was available only at one of the shops which opened at 7am), so we went for breakfast. we were treated to pork porridge, with aromatic sesame oil. we had some yu tiao (flour fritters), which resembled bitso minus the sugar. i ordered a glass of te-oh (tea with milk). the hawker centre was in the middle of the public market, and it reminded me of home.
by 7.30am, the shop was open and so people started queueing up for the toilet. as i was the third person to go in, i tried looking around the shop first, wondering whether there was something neat to buy. and indeed there was. guess... i bought some deodorant. why? because it only cost me RM6 (around S$2.40). compared to the local singapore price of deo (which is about S$4.50), it was cheap. i also bought some peppermint lozenges.
it took us a good two hours to travel from JB to tanjong leman, while taking notice of the remnants of WWII that lined up the roads, not to mention the dozens upon dozens of palm trees that created the whole lush scenery of the trip. but mind you, although i was enjoying the trip, and smelling the palm oil in the air (since there were nearby processing plants), it fascinated and disturbed me that i couldn't see any other type of tree as dominant in numbers as the palm tree (i guess that would be attributed to the high demand for palm oil, which comes from malaysia). twas like every corner, nook and crany was planted wit palm trees.
AT THE WHARF
we reached the wharf at around 10am, and we meet wilmer who would become our boatman for the next two days. on his jetty (speed board ferry), we loaded up our stuff, put on our life jackets, and sailed, err sped off (although we did pee first before hopping on the boat).
the boat ride was about 40minutes, with the boat cutting across the waters like a hot knife on butter. we were getting wet, the waves were kinda strong, and the tides were high. little did we know though, that there was more to the trip than just the waves and the tides.
TO BE CONTINUED...
Jun 16, 2011
my daughter is 3.5yo, and she is in nursery.
her classes start at 10.30am and end by 12.30pm
this is her weekly schedule.
MONDAY
language, reading, GMRC
TUESDAY
language, reading, writing, music
WEDNESDAY
science, math, arts, playtime
THURSDAY
science, math, writing
FRIDAY
sibika (social sciences), filipino, PE
***
now i'm starting to wonder whether my kid is indeed in nursery, or is she taking up a bachelor's degree LOL and people say i pressure my kid too much *smirk talk about tough love. ang hirap nang mag-aral ngayon. advance na masyado.
still here. hey.
her classes start at 10.30am and end by 12.30pm
this is her weekly schedule.
MONDAY
language, reading, GMRC
TUESDAY
language, reading, writing, music
WEDNESDAY
science, math, arts, playtime
THURSDAY
science, math, writing
FRIDAY
sibika (social sciences), filipino, PE
***
now i'm starting to wonder whether my kid is indeed in nursery, or is she taking up a bachelor's degree LOL and people say i pressure my kid too much *smirk talk about tough love. ang hirap nang mag-aral ngayon. advance na masyado.
still here. hey.
Jun 15, 2011
Jun 12, 2011
dahil araw ng kalayaan ngayon, basahin natin ang mga comments ng ilang singaporeans hinggil sa katatapos pa lamang na paghatol sa 2 pinoy na nangholdap ng burger king outlet dito.
From TAK BOLEH TAHAN: “Maybe the pinoys thought ‘S’ pass stand for Stealing Pass.. Govt should jail & cane their ass.. and send them back to their country..
to MOM.. pls wake up your bloody f@#&ing idea when issue those passes to foreigners. just don’t blindly follow pap instruction..”
From MY 2 DING DONG: “Nowadays very difficult to differentiate between a pinnoy & our Singaporean Malay friends…Luckily some of our Singaporean Malay ladies got wear tudungs as for others, I just wait for them to open their mouth to hear their accent & tagalog…Moreover, these pinnoys bring their old father, old mother to stay in Sinkapore, become PR. Walau eh, like that also can pass immigration.”
From NO TO PINOY: “These Pinoys are TRASH. Filipino FT = FT TRASH. TRASH TRASH TRASH that’s what they are!!! I have nothing more to say about them!”
From SINKIE IN USA: “These Pinoy trashes are the same everywhere, be it in Asia, Europe, N. America. currently living in Seattle, Washington (US) for a couple of years, I have seen their TRUE COLORS… Pinoys are superficially nice/friendly to you, but behind your backs they bitch about you, and many claim to be ‘Catholics’. they will be EXTRA friendy/courteous to white-boys (caucasians), and will bend over to please white boys, simply because they are white. for many of them, their ultimate goal in life is to hitch a white-boy, even if he is old and ugly. but if you are “Asian” (Chinese-American, Korean-American, Japanese-American) or simply oriental-looking they give you the evil/jealous eyes…WHY?? because most ‘oriental-looking’ Asians are much more successful (hardwork ethics + intellect) in US, having professional jobs (doctors, lawyers, accountants, business entrepreneur) and have kids who are smart, educated in Ivy League…sick of seeing their superficial behaviour, which is evident in several malls (Macy’s), Walmart, Starbucks and fast-food joints (Subway, Burger King, Tacbobell). even when we drive up north to Canada (British Columbia, Alberta, Ontario), we see the same consistent superficialness of attitudes and service, at malls (The Bay, Sears), fast-food joints like Tim Horten’s, Wendy’s, Harvey’s.”
From KEN: “Told you pinoy men are CONMEN and pinoy women are WHORES… slowly but surely you guys will see it and agree with me. These people, their whole race should live in sewers and leave earth for us humans. Already tell white mafia to place more scrutinizing measures when they accept foreign thugs into the country but NOoooooo…….. as long as its foreign its good for them. Locals get robbed or cheated their problem, white mafia and foreign thugs buddies forever and ever.”
***
Dahil island-thinking sila, ang tingin nila sa lahat ng pinoy dito, magnanakaw, rapist at palamunin. o di ba ansaya maging foreign worker?
From TAK BOLEH TAHAN: “Maybe the pinoys thought ‘S’ pass stand for Stealing Pass.. Govt should jail & cane their ass.. and send them back to their country..
to MOM.. pls wake up your bloody f@#&ing idea when issue those passes to foreigners. just don’t blindly follow pap instruction..”
From MY 2 DING DONG: “Nowadays very difficult to differentiate between a pinnoy & our Singaporean Malay friends…Luckily some of our Singaporean Malay ladies got wear tudungs as for others, I just wait for them to open their mouth to hear their accent & tagalog…Moreover, these pinnoys bring their old father, old mother to stay in Sinkapore, become PR. Walau eh, like that also can pass immigration.”
From NO TO PINOY: “These Pinoys are TRASH. Filipino FT = FT TRASH. TRASH TRASH TRASH that’s what they are!!! I have nothing more to say about them!”
From SINKIE IN USA: “These Pinoy trashes are the same everywhere, be it in Asia, Europe, N. America. currently living in Seattle, Washington (US) for a couple of years, I have seen their TRUE COLORS… Pinoys are superficially nice/friendly to you, but behind your backs they bitch about you, and many claim to be ‘Catholics’. they will be EXTRA friendy/courteous to white-boys (caucasians), and will bend over to please white boys, simply because they are white. for many of them, their ultimate goal in life is to hitch a white-boy, even if he is old and ugly. but if you are “Asian” (Chinese-American, Korean-American, Japanese-American) or simply oriental-looking they give you the evil/jealous eyes…WHY?? because most ‘oriental-looking’ Asians are much more successful (hardwork ethics + intellect) in US, having professional jobs (doctors, lawyers, accountants, business entrepreneur) and have kids who are smart, educated in Ivy League…sick of seeing their superficial behaviour, which is evident in several malls (Macy’s), Walmart, Starbucks and fast-food joints (Subway, Burger King, Tacbobell). even when we drive up north to Canada (British Columbia, Alberta, Ontario), we see the same consistent superficialness of attitudes and service, at malls (The Bay, Sears), fast-food joints like Tim Horten’s, Wendy’s, Harvey’s.”
From KEN: “Told you pinoy men are CONMEN and pinoy women are WHORES… slowly but surely you guys will see it and agree with me. These people, their whole race should live in sewers and leave earth for us humans. Already tell white mafia to place more scrutinizing measures when they accept foreign thugs into the country but NOoooooo…….. as long as its foreign its good for them. Locals get robbed or cheated their problem, white mafia and foreign thugs buddies forever and ever.”
***
Dahil island-thinking sila, ang tingin nila sa lahat ng pinoy dito, magnanakaw, rapist at palamunin. o di ba ansaya maging foreign worker?
Jun 7, 2011
habang kausap ko ang may-ari ng imprenta, my boss' husband comes into the room and starts talking about the upcoming presidential elections
nagulat ako sa mga requirements ng pagka-pangulo dito. some of the more notable requirements:
1. kailangan CEO or COO ka ng several companies
2. kailangan S$100M ang net worth mo
3. kailangan may height ka, kasi sa APEC dapat kita ka among the other presidents.
*kabog. bawal ang mahirap na candidate. kasi para daw hindi na mangurakot. may punto sila.
pero kung sa pinas, malamang laman ka ng ABANTE. kasi ang tatakbo, dapat maka-masa LOL
nagulat ako sa mga requirements ng pagka-pangulo dito. some of the more notable requirements:
1. kailangan CEO or COO ka ng several companies
2. kailangan S$100M ang net worth mo
3. kailangan may height ka, kasi sa APEC dapat kita ka among the other presidents.
*kabog. bawal ang mahirap na candidate. kasi para daw hindi na mangurakot. may punto sila.
pero kung sa pinas, malamang laman ka ng ABANTE. kasi ang tatakbo, dapat maka-masa LOL
habang kausap ko ang may-ari ng imprenta, my boss' husband comes into the room and starts talking about the upcoming presidential elections
nagulat ako sa mga requirements ng pagka-pangulo dito. some of the more notable requirements:
1. kailangan CEO or COO ka ng several companies
2. kailangan S$100M ang net worth mo
3. kailangan may height ka, kasi sa APEC dapat kita ka among the other presidents.
*kabog.
nagulat ako sa mga requirements ng pagka-pangulo dito. some of the more notable requirements:
1. kailangan CEO or COO ka ng several companies
2. kailangan S$100M ang net worth mo
3. kailangan may height ka, kasi sa APEC dapat kita ka among the other presidents.
*kabog.
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