I rarely spoke about him.
There was a time when things were fine, when I was young. I used to like squeezing into the couch with him and watch TV together. I also remember the times I used to stand on his feet, with him walking the walk, and my hands in his. Its strange how memories can be erased so easily.........
I've avoided talking about him for as long as I can remember, even to my closest friends. No, he did not commit murder nor any heinous crime the world has witnessed. He gambled the family fortune away. He gambled away his money, and borrowed more money to gamble. He was not those wife beating, children bashing alcoholic gambling addict portrayed in drama serials, but he did leave my Mum to face the music when the moneylenders came knocking. This was the one thing I could not tolerate. The day you fail to protect your family is the day you lose the respect of others. My respect for him got lost along the way and never found its way back. A man needs to take responsibility for his actions: that's our job, no questions asked.
We emerged physically unscathed, but emotionally wrecked. A family weaved together by happiness and warmth was reduced to incomplete reunion dinners and phone calls filled only with pregnant pauses, hellos and goodbyes.
I don't hate him, don't be mistaken. I don't think I can, or ever will. He has become someone so distant that I'm afraid that one day I might wake up and not remember his existence.
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
My DS Trainers
Disclaimer: I'm no shoe expert. I don't even run to catch a bus.
I'm madly in love with my new pair of trainers. An expert told me that if you wanna buy running shoes, go for either Asics or New Balance, so I heeded his advice. We went to a few shops in Peninsula Plaza and Peninsula Shopping Centre before the ASICS DS Trainer caught my eye (see inset picture....mine is in Lime Green). The minute I tried on the shoes....I felt like I was walking on clouds. I seriously believe I can run faster with these shoes on!
I'm determined to overcome my hate for running. Wednesday nights will officially be my mid-week running cum circuit training sessions. I don't want to be the weakest person on the team. I want to be the strongest!
First goes Anakin....now goes Horseman
Mood: Sad
Anakin's departure was a blow to the team. We miss his grumpy mood in the morning, his quips about his long suffering relationship with the psycho Ms. TT....we miss his presence basically. He was an easy target for "shortie" jokes, and never did he once lose his temper.....Anakin is a great kid that all parents will be proud of. When he left, he left a void that could never be filled.
I've grown to appreciate my neighbouring colleague horseman alot. His "galloping" ways (sorry, internal joke) and fierce determination to get the entire office compliant with SHEQ never failed to fill my days at work with laughter and joy. Today, he was banished to sit in twilight zone because SHE thinks we are talking too much. The same person thinks I should stop shaking my leg. She thinks I shake my leg when I get nervous. I shake my legs because I can't wait to pounce on her and make her feel sorry she was ever born.
With horseman in isolation, there is only me and L'il Miss Sunshine left to hold the fort. Right now, only one song echoes through my mind....
Its sad, so sad...its a sad sad situation....
Anakin's departure was a blow to the team. We miss his grumpy mood in the morning, his quips about his long suffering relationship with the psycho Ms. TT....we miss his presence basically. He was an easy target for "shortie" jokes, and never did he once lose his temper.....Anakin is a great kid that all parents will be proud of. When he left, he left a void that could never be filled.
I've grown to appreciate my neighbouring colleague horseman alot. His "galloping" ways (sorry, internal joke) and fierce determination to get the entire office compliant with SHEQ never failed to fill my days at work with laughter and joy. Today, he was banished to sit in twilight zone because SHE thinks we are talking too much. The same person thinks I should stop shaking my leg. She thinks I shake my leg when I get nervous. I shake my legs because I can't wait to pounce on her and make her feel sorry she was ever born.
With horseman in isolation, there is only me and L'il Miss Sunshine left to hold the fort. Right now, only one song echoes through my mind....
Its sad, so sad...its a sad sad situation....
Monday, July 28, 2008
No its from London
Mood: Bimbotic
Kerry: Are you coming tonight?
Me: Erm......where?
Kerry: Bala! We are suppose to go Bala with Caroline and Veron. I messaged you the other day but you didn't reply!
Me: Oh I did! (lying) Did you not get it? (guilty)
Kerry: Nope I didn't....what did you say?
Me: Oh I said I can't confirm cos I may have other plans tonight, waiting for my friend to get back to me.
Kerry: So can you make it tonight?
Me: Well, I should be in the vicinity as I need to get some stuff from the gym. I'll call you when I'm there?
Kerry: Ok, hope to see you....
A 30 mins stroll into Harris (they have the worse collection of books on psychology ever) and 2 curry puffs later, I was on my way to Bala. Bala is a place for yuppies and supposedly a place where girls get picked up liberally. I don't frequent that place enough to justify that, but the amount of sleaze I saw that night brought that comment home.
The night was rather boring, just basically catching up with the girls whom I've not met for quite a while. Halfway through the night, 2 young nubile girls came by our table to promote a new Vodka named Ten. I hate to stereotype, I really do. But the following conversation will go down the history of bimbo jokes.
Chad: Hmm....is this a British made Vodka?
Promoter A in Ugly Green Dress: No sir.....its from London! Wanna try?
Chad: .............(stifled laughter)
What will life be without bimbos?
Caroline & Me
Veron & Me
Kerry & Me
Kerry: Are you coming tonight?
Me: Erm......where?
Kerry: Bala! We are suppose to go Bala with Caroline and Veron. I messaged you the other day but you didn't reply!
Me: Oh I did! (lying) Did you not get it? (guilty)
Kerry: Nope I didn't....what did you say?
Me: Oh I said I can't confirm cos I may have other plans tonight, waiting for my friend to get back to me.
Kerry: So can you make it tonight?
Me: Well, I should be in the vicinity as I need to get some stuff from the gym. I'll call you when I'm there?
Kerry: Ok, hope to see you....
A 30 mins stroll into Harris (they have the worse collection of books on psychology ever) and 2 curry puffs later, I was on my way to Bala. Bala is a place for yuppies and supposedly a place where girls get picked up liberally. I don't frequent that place enough to justify that, but the amount of sleaze I saw that night brought that comment home.
The night was rather boring, just basically catching up with the girls whom I've not met for quite a while. Halfway through the night, 2 young nubile girls came by our table to promote a new Vodka named Ten. I hate to stereotype, I really do. But the following conversation will go down the history of bimbo jokes.
Chad: Hmm....is this a British made Vodka?
Promoter A in Ugly Green Dress: No sir.....its from London! Wanna try?
Chad: .............(stifled laughter)
What will life be without bimbos?
Caroline & Me
Veron & Me
Kerry & Me
Thursday, July 24, 2008
A New Beginning......
It has been a while since my last blog entry (I've archived my old blog), 8 months to be exact. However recently, my colleague "horseman" ignited my interest in blogging again with his fast and furious entries and I thought, what the heck, I should join in the fun. I will also be inviting guest bloggers to write entries for my blog so that would be interesting to see.
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