Monday chased my blues away

Monday Blues they always say, but with great company only joy n laughter pave my way.
A great start to my week I can say, a simple dinner and cafe made my day.

I vote today as the best Monday since 01 01 2006. Why is that so? Did I manage to escape death by dodging a crashing 747 Jumbo jet? Or how abt landing a date with the dream girl of mine? Hell no... it was just a simple get along with my pals from the SCEGANG.

Simple things in life really can brighten up ones day. Just a dinner with a couple of pals, a get along session exchanging news of how everyone has been. Gossiping abt the lastest craze and happenings, strangely... today's discussion didnt even included girls. WOw! Everyone's turning gay! Yes, happy n gay!

Jayden had his last laugh when I in turn was the one who "showered" after the Thai Express dinner. He didnt bat an eyelid, much less to say fill himself up with H2O n soaked the paper serviettes. A group of guys huddled in a circle with their own unique drinks to describe.

Our gourmet Ian always ensure he stands out from the crowd with his Kopi O
Kyle with Mint Mocha similar to his bright smile
Zak's feminine touch chose the rich chocolaty frap
CJ with his dynamic personality n talent got Azuki (multi-talented n able to go for anything)
Gecko n Me shared "Mandrian Duck" Yuan Yang to display the camaraderie
For Jayden, I am still sore abt me becoming the laughing stock, so I forgot what he had



Everyone comfortable, the range of topics flowed on till our bladders couldnt take it and everyone chionged for the loo. It was great having everyone, a simple yet fun-filled monday evening to kick off the up-coming short 4 day weekend by Labour day(wonder if pregnant mothers get a day off that day) and Vesak. Not mentioning the pocket money top up by our Xiao Lee.

Together we will finish SCE together! Leave no man behind!

Someone up there loves me

April 19

A red damp stain on my left knuckle commemorated another event which PatriX managed to cheat death... Alright, it wasnt that serious as in I got hit by a lorry or tackled by a vicious pitbull or some girl just came along and tore my heart. The usual morning ride to work started off with a wipeout as I lost control and skidded on the pavement just at my void deck.

The "Acclerating Turn on Wet floor" routine earned me "Come and Kiss the floor" outcome which literally kick started my day. For those who are concern about my well being, I am alright... no serious damages, just scratches and a battered ego where I am sure the mum carrying the kid got the full spectacle of my performance. Does she even know the rest I steered was because I didnt wanna startle the mother and child's route they were having.

Anyone have those kinda near death... not death, too serious.. accidents. Moments just before accidents, be it you slipped and fell head over heels, tilted your angle of vision to your blind spot and instantanously saw something massive flying your way, just something unavoidable which happened all of a sudden which is bound to hit or happen leaving you with only microseconds to prepare for impact? The sudden seizsure of time kicks in like going through how Keanu Reeves always get his slow motion framing in MatriX. The mind goes blank, time froze to a near stand still... From what I can recall, there was only 1 thing on my mind.

- can I survive this after the crash and still get back to the office?

There and then, my body instintively prepared for impact... I could feel it, words cannot really describe but the limbs just know what to do ready to cushion my fall. Gravity in tandem with inertia sucked me down, fast and hard onto the cold, hard concrete floor where my depth perception of my distance from the ground gradually reduced to 0. My left hand and leg shot out with my knuckle, elbow and knee trying to sheild the torso from full impact. What was uncanny was my right hand and leg pushed and kick the bike aside onto the grass patch. Dont ask me how I managed to chorograph my actions, it just happened. Do you call it instinct? I am not sure too... but a few times I got into these kind of mess and got myself out of it without even know, I'm sure those hands and legs got a mind of their own :)

Like movie flash backs... people say time freezes and a sudden recollection jolts into the conciousness all of a sudden. For my case, I dont have images of a girl who tells says those "I love you, please rest in peace" phases just a simple minded chap who was more concern about going to work! Oh come on... I dont even like the company only my follow interns keep me company. Anyway, its the passion n instinct to stay alive which keeps me going because I know that I was brought to this world to do something special. Something unique I can be proud of before I will actually take my final breathe... I just know it, I will survive.

Loved Happens

For the members of my MSN list, I spammed them with a request to draft me some stupid shit advertising how "eligible" PatriX is to be when I dabbling with this website . It started off with my friend keep nudging me to join the site because he knows the "plight" I was in and he sympatized (serious!! he told me to join one oK!). Alrite I admit... I was curious too, maybe can get lucky? Who knows hahaha!

Anyway, the initial thought of sending requests to get "praises" really put me off... but knowing the PatriX that dun really mind throwing face one, so he trigger happy just clicked on the and there! Instant spam! But what is more suprising was the amount of feedback I received within a day.

I received like 5 - 6 posts potraying the glorified side of me. I am touched... Ppl do love me. From the website, I think I've got back what my initial purpose was. To find love, feel love... I am truely grateful for all the comments and lies put up and Thankful for the friendship my friends!!

Learn how to cook friday

Today, good friday is PatriX's learn how to cook friday. A break from the office's requirement to "rot" in my assigned cubicle. Everyday is a new day of learning, and today, I decided to brush up on my culinary skills.

Shocking as it may sound, yes I can cook... compared to average males I excel way beyond instant noodles. Not bragging I had managed 3 dish, 1 soup for meals before... but that was so ancient ago. Anyway, I decided on spagetti where I proceed NTUC for all the necessary foodstuff early in the morning.

Arriving back, I dished out all the utensils n unpacked everything. I am sure I made quite a din (come on.. I am still a guy remember? Cannot navigate well in the kitchen) my mum climbed up from her morning nap to "save" me frm my confusion.

If anyone of you out there things she took everything over... you are HALF right. I made sure I was ard asking her all the questions and taking mental notes hahahaha. Ya, just cannot beat an experienced "chef" of 20 - 30 years where else I am nothing but a greenhorn when placed beside her. I am now ready trained and equipped with the knowledge to whip myself a meal of pasta! Not to be out done, I am gonna do it myself tomorrow before I post my master piece up ok!

That brought to another point... when I was learning from my mum, she seem to know everything and anything. Able to give all the answers to my dumbest questions and giving tips and explaination for every little actions! I am very impressed. Reflecting back, it was like me trying to coach her to to use the internet and email. After today, it is proven.... u cant win in everything or arena. Be it u are a highly paid neuro-surgeon but when called upon to mend a pair of shoes you just cant stitch as well as a lowly paid clobber.

Every one has their own worth and its because this society needs the variety of skills which makes everyone and anyone unique and impt. With the differences in everyone, thats when the colours of life comes in where together we will cast a rainbow that highlights the skies with the shower of blessings that falls upon us.

I will get my own bowl of pasta up! Its a promise to myself!

Confused

Into the wee hours, I dragged myself up from the comforts of my sheets to the keyboard and screen. Its the dino, that never ever spare my pleas for peaceful sleep. There has always been the point which one will have to adjust him/herself to adapt the environment, never try to change someone else or the environment to suit yourself. Maybe the last few years, I've been too religiously following that rule until now even my sleeping hours have to be adapted to my brother. Oh come ON! Its annoying when I've got to keep giving way, I am losing my privacy and own personal space.

Growing up is a phase of self discovery where much personal space is desired, and right now someone is invading it right under my roof. Cant be blamed, not his fault... more like mine because I am a light sleeper and he snores like thunder!

The last few weeks have been rather unique, why do I say that? Its because I've dabble myself into other activities. Reading up all sorts of nonsense ranging from fiction to investments, getting out long lost friends mapping back the connections that have been lost since ages ago. Picking up new contents during my internship not mentioning surfing of alot of IT material which I've never done in my life previously. Have been thinkin of getting a diving license, but shall see how things lead on.

A journey to self discovery I guess. After 25 plus years of very result orientated living, its seems to me, I am very accustomed to see results upon working on an area. Be it academic assignments / exams, physical training even relationships (not BGR alone, but also friendship). Feels like living in an environment where 1% inspiration, 99% prespiration.

Recently... or more like these 2 years been feeling rather lost. The whinings, bitchings and complains always follow along but after all the venting life still had to continue. Many a times, I feel the whole world is pressing against my chest to live up the template of a "successful" adult. Equipped with the necessary Cs to live out a comfortable life. I've tried asking around opinions to what is living but the answers never quenches instead leaves me with a emptier heart. Maybe its the way I post the questions, maybe its how the world should work, maybe I am wierd.

I never ever liked to waste... therefore time is of the essence, how can anyone waste it. Wasting life away is not an option, we or more like I live only once, after this miserable/pleasurable exisitance what's there to come? I am not sure if what I am thinkin is right, but I know many will just find me erratic and crazy. I know I may lose some friends in this process even? But who is more impt? Me or the rest of the world?

Should I be selfish? Or is this world selfish enough already?

PatriX