the lastsplash

We finished the walk in slightly more than an hour, ahead of the anticipated four hours. Taking the Orange route (shortest route of all the MacRitchie Reservoir Trails), we were off to a flying start at 10 am! "Team Nepal" led the way, as "Team Singapore" struggled to keep up. Ha ha ... You may be wondering, well "Team Nepal" consisted of four folks who will be going for hiking in Nepal at the end of the year. And "Team Singapore" consisted of two less than fit dude, who ain't going for any strenuous exercise any time soon. You guessed it, one of them was me lorh ... hee hee . We overtook many people at arrived at the start of the Treetop Walk in less than half an hour. On the way up the hill, we saw this dad carrying her daughter on his back. Fatherly Love. Sweet! A short introduction of the Treetop Walk : It is a 250-metre free-standing suspension bridge which connects Bukit Kallang and Bukit Pierce, the mature forest region of the MacRitch...

Before... And after... Shiny floor! Still kinda empty, but it wouldn't be looking like this for long. The workers brought in the built-in cabinets just before we left. The fridge, washer, dryer were all delivered. More things will be arriving in the coming week! Btw, the Goo-Gone recommended by Stephen is really amazing! No more pesky masking tape stain! It also works on after nasty stains too. =) Luckily I managed to buy the last bottle at the DIY shop lorh .

Have you ever experienced difficulties finding seats at food court? Well I have, especially at the " Dining Codes " in Plaza Singapura. Today was the first time we managed to find a pair of seats. Besides the fact that there are really lotsa people, I think the other reason for the difficulty is that some people just occupy too much space. I'm not referring to individual size. I'm referring to a person occupying more one seat - their precious bags or prized shopping need a seat as well! And people wonder why Singapore is full of campaigns... including one which encourages people to be gracious? Well here's your answer! After we painstakingly found a couple of seats, I had plenty of time at the table to look around while my wife went to buy her food. I saw this couple sitting side by side, while their bags each occupy a chair opposite them. Oh so lovey dovey! Their minds devoid of any other beings in this world, including an uncle with a bowl of buloh hitam in han...

For the past few weeks, things had been moving fast and furious... At the work front, it is the most dreadful part of my work - deployment. After the initial hiccup, deployment work had been smooth so far. I can afford to pace myself to divide the work into a few days and go home on time. Previous years, I had to work till late nights to rush things out. Perhaps, the experience from hacking everything out alone and all that late nights (sometimes early morning...) overtime had helped. My record last year was working from 7.30am till 5am, and coming back again at 9am and working till... never mind... Ha ha ... I was once again, " courageous " enough to sort out the server-end of things at site, while my team mates tried their best to finish a swee-swee front-end back in office. This is important as the lesser the bugs from the front-end, the easier the user-support. Afterall, users usually only notice the problems in the front-end. I appreciate their effort and doing a wonder...

I was in the car at 8.22pm when they recited the national pledge. It must had been an awesome sight if everyone stopped at whatever they were doing, to recite the pledge. I took a peep at the neighbouring vehicles on the highway, nobody had their fist on their chest. Well, mine were on my chest. Hah ... No National Day Parade for me this year. In fact, I had not been following the parade since they moved to the floating platform. Nothing against the platform, I am really proud of our achievement in its construction and delivery in such a short time. There were other reasons... that I missed it. As the radio continued to play the familiar national songs, they brought back memories of my favourite NDP moments. Besides participating as spectator for a couple of times, I was also part of the combined school choir twice (1994 and 1996). Both times, the parades were held at the Kallang National Stadium. During those times, the parades were held at the Padang or Kallang Stadium in alternate y...

Had been keeping myself occupied with worms lately during my commute. No... not earthworms, tapeworms lah. .. hah ... but WORMS on iPod! After getting used to the controls, I think this is one of the best version of WORMS I played so far. The controls and gameplay are similar to the Windows Mobile version of WORMS World Party. But with iPod Touch multi-touch, I can interact and zoom in/out with ease. The fun part is personalising your own team and playing the challenge. In each round of challenge, you get to play against different number of teams and worms. The Warlords, Marines, Team iPwn... And as you clear the challenges, new stages, speech (Area51, Jarhead, etc.) and gravestones will be unlocked. The teams also have different personalities such as strategic, vengeful, reckless and cocky. So far, I have cleared 28 challenges! There is also a multi-player mode which I have yet to explore. But I think various human players still play on the same iPod. It'll be great if each human...

Win more Grand Slams. Play in Singapore. ... and happy fifteen... but no-so happy at the moment.

I think now, I know a little bit of how mothers feel... I lose patience at my mum because I think she states the obvious aka nagging... I blurt out for her for saying things that imply I ain't capable of taking care of myself. The bottomline for all these seemingly ungrateful behaviour is that I hate to see her worrying for me unnecessarily. Tho' I rarely make effort to communicate that. But mothers being mothers do it unconditionally, and never give up. I am so dear to her. Well... I ain't quite "motherly-material". Sometimes I unknowingly play the role of "mother" in someone else's life. You may ask, "Why do you want to be somebody's mother?" It is really just an analogy and a natural thing to do when they are kind of precious (or dear) to me... When that happens, every day is a challenge and it isn't easy not to give up. Perhaps some fathers do all that as well?