upliftdate

**update**

i went for lunch with kean, and then as we were walking back, guess who appeared in front of us like an oasis in the desert? =)

it was a nice ride up the elevator to our 23rd floor, and i even waited till i saw the light flashing on the 25th floor...don't worry guys, i was wearing shorts that don't have zippers. hahaha. =)

25th floor neighbourette

while waiting for the elevator today, i was reading the "today" newspaper that is delivered daily to my doorstep...

there was some semi-interesting article about the cancer charity show 2005. supposedly adam chen, my university friend, will be performing...albeit as one of 4 "hunky actors" holding up a 300kg bed of nails while zoe tay dances on top of it...

anyway, my attention was immediately drawn away from the newspaper as soon as the lift door opened. apparently, i have a neighbour staying on the 25th floor who could rival my favourite actress (zoe)...

she had long and slightly wavy hair, with the slightest tinge of brown highlight...her face reminds me of a chinese version of catherine zeta jones...sharp facial features with doe-like eyes...she was tall and slim with curves that would test even fernando alonso's nerves (in every sense)...she wore a tight-fitting white top and a skirt with a nice slit up her thighs to match...power.

when i entered the lift, i probably looked a bit stunned and happy, cuz she gave me a downcast smile...the eyes-looking-down-but-i-know-something-you-don't-know kinda smile. it was the kind of sweet smile that would melt your heart...the kind that makes you wanna cuddle up next to her on a rainy day beneath some warm covers and pinch her just to make sure she was real...

and she smelled heavenly...i don't know what perfume she splashed on, but i was high after two whiffs.

the normally laggy lift seemed to move ever too fast...i almost wished and hoped that the lift would break down, and the lights would go off, and we'd start sweating cuz the aircon would be off, and we'd be forced to start taking off our...

but anyway...even though we stopped at two other floors for people alighting, we safely reached the ground floor to my dismay...i allowed her to go out first, even though she was pressing the "door open" button for me...

she smiled with a sparkle in her eye and thanked me for my gentlemanly gesture.

when we both got out of the lift, i took one last look at her, and walked off with a spring in my step...as i was bouncing towards the side gate, i noticed that it was unusually cold this morning...

that's when i noticed that my fly was open.

quidam - the real thing

i just came back from cirque du soleil. it didn't really come out the way i planned it: first, a nice and slow birthday dinner for my dad at the intercontinental hotel, and then a cake from somewhere along with a birthday song, and then a stroll down to le grande chapiteau (at the junction of rochor and beach roads) to catch the performance.

my parents reached bugis at 7.20pm. the performance started at 8 pm. sigh...traffic jams everywhere...damn it LTA, do something about it lah fuck...don't force me to join your lame-ass organisation. we had to rush through my dad's birthday dinner at thai express in 20 minutes...and didn't have time for the cake...not to mention the song...oh well...

anyway, we went, we saw, and we liked.

quidam has a very dark theme. all the other cirque du soleil performances that i've watched, saltimbanco and alegria, were very happy-happy-clap-hand kinda affairs, with lots of colours and lively music. quidam doesn't really have much of that...

as i mentioned in my previous post, "Quidam is a nameless passer-by, a solitary figure lingering on a street corner, a person rushing past. It could be anyone, anybody. Someone coming, going, living in our anonymous society. A member of the crowd, one of the silent majority. The one who cries out, sings and dreams within us all."

the opening scene starts with this family sitting at home minding their own business...where the mom and dad obviously ignoring a young girl's attention...when suddenly this headless person (who i interpret to be the person living in our "anonymous society") walks into the room and drops a hat. the young girl picks up the hat, puts it on, and embarks on a wild journey through her imagination and creativity. along the way, there are rather gloomy scenes (you can always tell from the background music...which was very nicely arranged btw...and played live some more...) with thunder and lightning incorporated to emphasize the dread of walking the lonely path. in between the different performance acts, there were many dances by people wearing white-overalls-covering-their-heads-and-faces that were definitely choreographed to induce wonder and awe (to the effect of "wtf are they doing? this is so weird...i gotta interpret this later if i can remember the moves"), and also to accentuate the feeling of faceless strangers..."nameless passersby". in general, you get a weird, eccentric and borderline-eerie kinda feeling after watching everything...which is not a bad thing. in fact, my dad liked it pretty good...he laughed until he cried at one of the comic scenes involving the clown and some selected people from the crowd...quite funny...

don't get me wrong...i liked quidam quite a lot...but i still enjoy the warm fuzzy feeling at the end of the day. i hope that the next cirque du soleil comes with a free mug of hot chocolate or something. haha.

but well done cirque du soleil...till next time. au revoir. =)

originalpoemsky

a dense fence extends from the non-existence of your love,
the tear of the air we shared fared worse than a pair-less dove.

when the past amassed to harrass the last of the departed,
yet another shudder studders from within the gutters of me broken-hearted.

i have kissed, missed and dismissed, tis not uncommon before,
but why do i cry, sigh and try for the highs of afore?

you delighted with bright lights and sights but alighted too early my dear,
so should i be free, should i flee thee, or should i keep you near?

- moby sky

sunday's agenda

i'm sick...i can't breathe properly through my nose...my sinuses are all blocked...i've been sneezing non-stop...i've caught the flu bug that's been going around (or maybe it was that hot chic who was roller-blading wearing that bare-back-bare-front-give-two-balls top at east coast yesterday...no wait...that's nose bleed...not running nose...nevermind)...argh...no photographsky today...

but on the other hand, jason and wayne are coming over later...mahjong marathon's on the agenda. =)

undergrad research paper

i just received an email:

"Hi Moby Beng!

We are two final year undergrads from NTU, School of Communication and Information and we are doing a research project on bloggers and their readers. One of the blogs that we have been observing is Blinkymummy's, which is how we found out that you are one of her readers.

For this study, it will be great if we can interview blog readers to find out more about the issue. Therefore, may we ask if it is possible to arrange for a chat with you at a time and venue to your convenience?

Your kind assistance will be deeply appreciated and will definitely be a great contribution to our study. Please feel free to let us know if you have any queries, we will be glad to accommodate!

And lastly, thank you for your attention. We will be looking forward to a positive reply! :)

Best regards,
Liew Mei Yan
Lim Mun Pong


my reply:

hi mei yan & mun pong,

haha. sure, i'd be glad to help you out. =)

just let me know when and where...i'll try to work around my schedule.

btw, can you refer to me as moby sky? i'm not a gangster lah...haha...


cheers,

tien chi


cool. i might appear in some undergrads' research paper!!! wow...and what if it's their final year thesis??? so exciting!!! hey, i could be the deciding factor in their grades, ok!!! (but sorry gals people, my dad's teaching in computer engineering @ ntu, not mass comm...) i'm almost famous!!! muahahaha. =)

optimisky

i've decided that i'm going to try to be more positive at work from now on. i realise that there's no point bitching about how fucked up my job is...it's not going to get me anywhere. i've learned from many-a-lessons that the harder i try to fight the system, the more i will struggle, and hence, the more unhappy i will be. i'm going to stop cursing my boss and incompetant colleagues from now on, and have more patience...

it's kinda like the lessons i've learned when i was attached. it took me 1 girlfriend to learn the definition of heartbreak, 2 girlfriends to learn the importance of keeping focus, 3 to learn the benefits of being patient, 4 to learn the virtues of being faithful, and 5 to learn the reason for having ambition.

likewise, at work, it's taken me 1 year to learn how to deal with disappointment, 2 years to learn the art of pushing responsibility, and 3 to learn how to be optimistic even when surrounded by shit.


(p.s. - anyone looking to hire a happy employee? haha.)
(p.p.s. - anyone looking to date a learned guy? hahaha.)

finally....quidam =))

YEAH!!! i've finally found people to watch cirque du soleil with. =)))

i was in town today, waiting for jason to come so we could do some birthday present shopping (me for my dad's birthday next tuesday, and he for another friend's birthday next wednesday)...when i thought i'd just go and check out the seating plans for quidam at the wisma sistic...just for fun.

i asked the customer service lady for the $120 tickets, but when the system churned out the seating plans, it allocated me some seats that were originally labelled "VIP seats"...which were actually selling for $250...it was either a system error of sorts or some other cock up lah...but anyway, to make a long story short, i bought the tickets on the spot. i got 3 tickets @ $120 each, seated 3 rows from the stage...central position. fucking well done, moby. =))

i'm glad i waited this long to get the tickets. it's been so long since i've watched ANYTHING with my parents (even tv)...maybe you should try bringing your parents out too one of these days. =)