OMGOMGOMG

I HAVE WAITIED FOR THIS FOR 7 YEARS! Looks like GERI is trying to STEAL the SPOTLIGHT again...But seriously I love the Spice Girls. Just when you though I couldn't get gayer! SO EXCITING! Mel B looks FAB for someone who just gave birth. And VB looks like a fembot la.

Update! Upgrade!

I may love taking pictures but it must be said that uploading them is a chore. Anyway law camp was a great experience. Memorable. I've had to do some things I would much rather forget but it's all in the spirit of fun I suppose. Bleh. My MacBook seems to be working extra hard now (the fan's in full blast) as I upload the pictures from today's escapade up on facebook. You guys can see the pictures there. If you don't have facebook then, well, that's an incentive isn't it? Yeah right.

Cafe Del Mar is a juxtaposition of tourists, including this presumably Italian girl with ostentatious D&G sunglasses which she did not seem to mind getting wet, tragic fat ah bengs, cheenapoks, and of course fabulous fairies with a penchant for taking pictures.

Movies watched recently include Zodiac and Ocean's 13, both great. The former is captivating. I love David Fincher's direction and his portrayal of NoCal in the 70s. The latter is very witty and tongue-in-cheek, playfully self-aware and the Oprah cameo bit was hilarious. We're buying you...A (pronounced AY) HOUSE!

Whee.

These are the days worth living indeed.

Farewell Farewell

Ya la it's just a 5 day camp and I will be within the borders of Singapore but it feels that I am leaving behind a part of my life and embarking on the next phase. The start of a new era, and hopefully more eventful and less tragic than my previous stints in army, JC and secondary school. Am a little intimidated...ok more than a little...but everyone is going to have to face this sooner or later, in Manchester, Melbourne and D.C. etc so I really have it a lot easier in that sense.

Till Friday then, twars (although I really hope I can squeeze in a trip to the gym or something).

I can see the headline now -

Simon has been reassigned to house camp due to an undisclosed medical condition.

The camp committee has ordered that Simon be sent back to Kent Ridge to serve the rest of his camp sentence. He was crying hysterically on the way to court and when the decision was announced, he began to scream for his parents.

...my god I am so rubbish.

How The Hell

Did this

become this


No Mike didn't morph into Jireh. But yeah, it was like a TV script or the brainchild of a reality tv producer. Really, what were the chances of Meng, Michael and I having desert at the SAME place that Jireh and co. were eating? I bumped into him at the gym in the afternoon, and as we were running up to Oosh, I could have sworn I heard an all too familiar voice. Now what are the chances of that?

Oh well, work has been a bitch but I'm still alive.

And end of year trip to Europe is off =(

I just got on Facebook and have been shamelessly adding people, some of whom I haven't spoken to in years. But I didn't add EVERYONE I knew or had been classmates with. SELECTIVE adding is the key. Didn't bother with losers, those with political views of 'moderate' or worse, and people who just haven't been very nice to me in the past. So there. I wonder what people think of me when they see my profile. Some of the AC people have changed so much! I wonder if they see the same in me or whether I'm still gay old Simon.

Or gayer than ever.

We Do What We Must

I've been attempting to try this technique at work. No matter how much the boss irritates me - no, the MORE he gets on my nerves - the higher my resolve to finish what's left of my tenure (which is looking to be end July), the higher my resolve to get as much money from him as possible.

This invovles putting up with occasional nasty phonecalls (including a particularly vitriolic one today where I was basically accused of being negligent in discharging my duties), a litany of complaints via e-mail, and, the cherry on the pie, the return of said boss in slightly more than a week, nicely coinciding with my one week sabbatical to attend law camp. But I'll still have to see - and deal with - him in person eventually, for maybe slightly over a month, if I last that long.

I came into this job with the expectation that I would act more as a guardian than a trailblazer, preserving the brand and quality of the editorials for my successor. Sort of like Carter to Reagan. Which, if you listen to my father's regular ranting whenever he sees the "peanut farmer" on television, isn't exactly a lofty ambition.

To be perfectly honest, I think I've discharged that role pretty well. The quality of editorials has certainly not deteriorated, although it has been occasionally patchy, in terms of hits (who can forget Pitch Black's fucking Plucky Bet, for example).

I haven't tried my best, but I sure as hell have done what I'm paid to do. And you honestly can't expect me to put my heart and soul into a job which I know is just a way to earn some pocket (Europe) money, that requires me to come in a mere 4 hours a day.

And I've enjoyed the freebies, meeting new people and of course all the nonsense with Meng. So yes, I would do it all again, but that's moot isn't it. Right now my focus is on finishing up my term and passing the reins on to the hapless person who happens to take over from me - the job a million boys would die for, indeed.

White Fucking Teeth

One of the best fucking books I've read in a fucking long time, and that INCLUDES Kafka and such. I absolutely adored 'On Beauty' but 'White Teeth' is just that much better. The sheer audacity of Zadie, the fact that she was in her early twenties while writing the book, yet made it seem like she was an old-hand with a wealth of knowledge and experience, the comedy, the use of language, the witty asides (cleave, for example, has 2 antithetical meanings), the vivid development of each character, the historic context, the reality of the themes, almost a portent of Sep 11 and the era of terrorism in the 21st century, fucking brilliant.

I'm not a fast reader but this book was so mesmerizing that I pretty much sped through the last third in a few days. Which is amazing when you consider that I'm usually content with reading a couple of chapters daily at most.

Anyway it's time to zip to the gym and then prep myself for tonight's RIHANNA PARTAY! Woo!

A Rag Man

Having just realised that Wei Ren can be rearranged to form WIENER (which I noted after supposed virgin Lena said she wanted one), I decided to scramble out the other possibilities for the Samazozis. And these are the results!

SIMON HUANG - MAN USING HO
Apt.

LUKE ONG - OLE GUNK
Indeed.

LENA CHEE - ACNE HEEL
Well not quite exact.

But it shall suffice.