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.::z. 8/8.

elegantly wasted.

Saturday, January 18, 2003

What a FULL DAY!

Woke up at 5, was at the gym by 6. BodyPump as usual by Elizabeth. Kelvin's favourite. Speaking of which, he hasnt been at the gym for so quite some time. I guess married life really takes up all your time.

The moment I stepped into the office, Nor came over and asked what time I need to be at Tuas. Eh? I said I'll go check with NC. It turned out Ricky went straight to the Checkpoint and Jansen will be riding his bike there so somebody has to got to bring the router over. And there was a change of plans, we're gonna replace the old router with the new one at Tuas only, not at the Hub. So off I go at 930, but before that Erica passed me 2 blueberry muffins that she baked. Initially got lost when I reached there, the last time I went was on a taxi and I cant really remember where the Police Office was. Ricky and Jansen came a few minutes after me. Took about 1.5 hours to finish the job and left at 1145am. All of us went our separate ways, Jansen went home, Ricky went to UMCI at Pasir Ris cos he got another job there, so I drove to NTU since it is already so near. I always drop by at NTU whenever I am near the place. Even if to go to the canteen for a while to have lunch. Dont ask me why, I guess I consider the 3 years spent there some of the best days of my life. I'd like to relive it if I could.

When I reached back the office at 240, Nor was already packing up to go home. Continued my work but didnt really feel like doing anything, I was falling asleep in front of the PC anyway. Mervin called and asked what time I can pick him up, I told him I'll leave at exactly 5 on the dot -->>.<<-- Picked him up at Novena and drove straight to Sengkang. We dropped by at Sengkang mall first cos I gotta change to something more comfortable, really needed to get out of my icky office clothes, I got my berms in the trunk and Mervin passed me his yellow t-shirt from home.

When we reached Sengkang Crest, his whole family was already there at the clubhouse. Its a nice condo, right smack in the middle surrounded by HDB Flats. Just next to the mall. People living in the HDB flat next to it can easily look out their windows and look down at the condo's pool. Grace and hubby was bbqing, the kids were playing in the playground (Jeffrey the birthday boy was in a bee suit) and his parents were sitting in the clubhouse talking to other relatives. We sat outside and ate and soon more of his relatives came. Some started talking to me, his dad, Grace, some of his cousins... I felt a little uncomfortable so I went to play with Jordan. That kid reminded me of Mikhail when he was young. Active tyke, running around and shouting his brains out. I love to play with kids, if I have the space to run around and shout without feeling like a schizo, I would. And talking to kids around that age is a hoot. Jordan fell at one stage and sat down and was looking at his bruise, and I told him
Me: You have a bruise
Jordan: What's a brooz?
Me: Its when u fall down and u have a cut and its all red and sometimes it hurts a little. There, see?
Jordan: It only hurts a little
Me: Yeah, sometimes it hurts a lot (and I showed him my dragonboat scar)
Jordan: Boys shouldnt cry when they get hurt
Me: EXACTLY :)

At one point I caught him while he was running and Merv's dad saw us and he shouted, "JORDAN! Let uncle eat.. uncle tired." Then Jordan said in a low voice "Uncle you go eat lah, we play later ok.. Go lah.. eat first. I wait for you." :) Mervin took some pics of us... Merv I want the pics.

We went up to Grace's house for a while to check it out. Its a 2 bedroom apt, smaller compared to her Woodlands HDB flat but the furnishing is nice. Her room is big, but the living room and kitchen is standard HDB size. When we came down to the clubhouse again Jeffrey was about to cut his birthday cake. Quickly ate a slice, gave Victor an angbao and left. It was about 10plus and we didnt really know what to do next so I suggested going to Changi Airport. Another one of my 'dont know where to go so might as well go here and relax' place. Used to go here with Iva a lot. We walked to Coffee Club and sat down in one of those big red sofas, it was comfortable and I was tired so when Merv's colleague called him on his hp and they had this lonnng conversation, I actually fell asleep soundly. I think I went into dreamzone.

We got hungry again (!) so we stopped by at Frankel for coffee and mee goreng. Tomorrow I must run man... Eating mee goreng at this hour. Goodness. I cant really remember what we talked about. Really. When I got home at 2am I was so tired from a full day I took a shower, went online for a while to check emails then plonked myself into bed and slept.

- "Boys dont cry when they get hurt"


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