Lemony Snicket's Bong's Series of Unfortunate Events

This has really not been my month. First my knee bursting open and then my little "disagreement" with the road. Thank God the month will be ending soon! *grins* don't know if I'd be able to survive another week of June.

But now that I really think of it, I can't really remember a time when my body was running at 100%. My body has been in a constant state of recuperation since heaven knows when. lol. and you know what? my left knee has a fever. serious! it's feeling much warmer that my right knee. jokes aside, that's really freaky.

anyhoo. attached are some pics of my misadventures this month. might be a bit graphic. Warning: Not Suitable for person(s) under the age of 18.

June 2nd: Knee Sliced by drain cover

June 15th: Just after the stitches were removed

June 26th: Road Rash

Well, boys and girls, I guess I'm just living by the motto "Live hard, Die fast".

This is HOME

Aah. It's that time of year again. NDP rehearsals, parade preparations, flypasts, fireworks and unfortunately, last but not least, National Day songs.
But what does it really mean to be a Singaporean. Let's explore.

Q q Qqq Q qQ
Yes, Q. To be more precise, queuing. It seems like a national pastime for us. Even more so that football [or rather betting on football but let's discuss that later]. Whatever we do, wherever we go, there's nothing like a good queue.
Picture this.
You walk into a kopitiam. Wondering what specialties are served up here, you look around at the stalls. When suddenly, something catches your eye.

... ... ... A QUEUE!

"Aha!", you think. "Must be selling some really good food."
What they serve at this point becomes rather redundant to you. You just know that it must be good enough for so many people to wait half an hour for. So you join the queue and the Singaporean in you is satisfied.

So I might have exaggerated just a little. But don't lie to me and tell me that you've never thought that way before.

Real life example. I went to Orchard Cine to catch a movie with my friend. when we reached the box office, it was packed. the queues were ridiculous but having committed to watching the movie that day, we queued.
Then we noticed a counter that was completely empty with the girl manning the counter looking rather bored. Looking first at the counter, then to each other, we decided to take the risk and head over to the counter in the hopes of beating the queue.
We walked over to the girl, who looked rather relieved to be able to finally talk to another human being, and asked: "Erm, excuse me. Can we buy tickets here?"

Girl (G): Yes! Certainly.
Fawwaz (F): Great.. Can we have tics for ... ... ...
Bong (B): Erm. Sorry. Don't mind my asking but what's the difference between this counter and those next to you?
G: (shrugging) Nothing.
B & F: (-_-)'''
B: Hey let's try something.

I stand behind Fawwaz thus forming a queue. Almost instantly, some of the people just walking into Cine started forming up behind me. *Gasp*

Concrete proof! Proof that Singaporeans are attracted to queues like ants to a pile of sugar.

Join me next time as I explore "What Makes Us Singaporean"

:: Comic Relief ::

Just a little something that I found that was pretty freaking funny. Gut-bursting. enjoy

After every flight, UPS pilots fill out a form, called a gripe-sheet, which tells mechanics abouts problems with the aircraft.

The mechanics correct the problems, document their repairs on the form, and then pilots review the gripe sheets before the next flight.

Never let it be said that ground crews lack a sense of humour. here are some actual maintenance complaints submitted by the pilots and the solutions recorded by the engineers.

P: Left inside main tire almost needs replacement
S: Almost replaced left inside main tire

P: Test flight OK, except auto-land very rough
S: Auto-land not installed on this aircraft

P: Something loose in cockpit
S: Something tightened in cockpit

P: Dead bugs on windshield
S: Live bugs on back-order

P: Auto-pilot in altitude-hold mode produces a 200 ft/min descent
S: Cannot reproduce problem on ground

P: Evidence of leak on right main landing gear
S: Evidence removed

P: DME volume unbelievably loud
S: DME volume set to more believable level

P: IFF inoperative in OFF mode
S: IFF always inoperative in OFF mode

P: Suspect crack in windscreen
S: Suspect you're right

P: Number 3 engine missing
S: Engine found on right wing after brief search

P: Target radar hums
S: Reprogrammed target radar with lyrics

P: Mouse in cockpit
S: Cat installed

Hilarious!

:: WALKING the path to recovery ::

Matthew 15:31
The people were amazed when they saw the mute speaking, the crippled made well, the lame walking and the blind seeing. And they praised the God of Israel.

Yes! The lame shall walk again. Amen! have finally gotten off using the walking stick. no more "ah-pek"ly dragging myself around. still rather shaky and not much flexibility in the leg. hey, i know I'm not exactly running and jumping but it's an incredible difference from two week ago when i took ten minutes just to get from my sofa to the toilet. and i had to take painkillers about five minutes before that.
haha. but with healing comes the pain of going back to work. but i guess that it's not that bad when you are graced with such an understanding boss. when i went back to base on Monday to get my MC endorsed, i dropped by her office and after chatting for a while, she insisted on driving me the 50+ metres to the taxi pickup point just to have me avoid walking the distance. really am grateful.
although it is kind of a drag having to go back to the drudgery of work, but at least I'm getting out of the four walls of the house. Thank goodness. was bordering insanity.

:: Sick and Tired... But mostly just tired ::

I have had enough of this stupid leg of mine. too many bleeding injuries [no pun intended].
first there was the ligament strain. Now there's this big cut. one thing's for sure. my right leg is mighty strong now and my right butt cheek hurts cuz all my weight is going onto my right side. man. does that mean my ass will be lop-sided?
but this injury really has shown me how blessed I am. Loba and BX that stayed by me at the hospital though they didn't need to. Fawwaz who got my bike back home. Friends who msged and called to ask if I was alright. Xinghui and Derrick for coming by to help change my dressing so that I won't need to go all the way down to the polyclinic [got my own nurse taking care of me!]. Truely blessed and thanks to everyone.

:: The Magic Number 12 ::
yups. that is the number of stitches that it took to close up the 8cm laceration on my knee. and the "superb" part about it was that we weren't even playing full contact. it was just touch. and the first ball of the game as well. wow Chris. real smart.

have you ever seen your own knee cap before? well I have. and most of the guys that came that day too. well at least they saw MY knee cap.

special thanks to the paramedics, Jonathan Wang and Jeremy Yip. they were very comforting on the ride to the hospital. and to the Doc that stitched me up. nice of her to understand that I wasn't cursing at her as she stitched up the wound. and I think she did a pretty good job. let's just say that if I ever get married, I wouldn't mind her tailoring my wife's dress.

on the plus side (if there is one), I've got 7 days at home to slack off. which really means nothing seeing that I can't even move around to have any "fun".

Oh well. will just have to find something to pass the time a bit.

:: Hear ye, Hear ye ::

I hearby decree that all should read and comply with the following:

"G'day gents.This callout is to all NY ruggers past and present. We'll be having a testimonial match for the 2007 A Div Team next saturday. Basically it's gonna be a fun match to catch up with all the old boys as well as to meet some of the newer members of the NY Rugby family.

2007 A Div Team vs. Combined SeniorsTeam
Time: 9 AM
Venue: Sch Field

Do spread the word to all and get as many people back as possible as we are trying to make it a reunion of sorts for the Rugby Team of past years. (plus more ppl means can rotate more = less shagged out) Spectators are more than welcome.
-Bong-"

:: Back Again ::
yes. i'm finally back after a long hiatus from blogger. not that I really wanted to go but my com was down, so there. and I'm not going to type long posted on my PSP.

my blog is in total disarray. I can't believe how messed up all my links are. and half of the people that I've linked up has either stopped blogging or moved urls. damn. need to take some time to do a major overhaul.

well. the official countdown is still in the mid-200s. but i'm not complaining. though i should. this whole audit thingy is really damn annoying. it's like I'm only now discovering how many things GQ didn't have time to teach me and I'm learning by myself now. sigh. well. just have to manage now won't I?

:: Blogger Block ::
wow... think I've finally reached the stage when I'm a once a month blogger.

wuh-hell. this is my blog for the month... today, i woke up 7 brushed my teeth and took a shit... this was followed by playing with my dog. omg!! he's so cute lah... *smile smile* *dots dots*.

wait a minute.. i don't remember being a himbo with no life... come to think of it... i really hate those kinda bloggers. look.. face it... the whole world doesn't wanna know every widdle detail of your life today. unless of course you're a gay sunni living in the middle of a shi'ite neighbourhood, always living in the perpetual fear that you will be discovered and stoned to death and how you are desperately sex-deprived cuz it's so hard to find a good man nowadays. now THAT would be an interested blog. of course you wonder how he turned gay in the first place? two, there always is. a master and a student. so was our blogger friend the student or the master?

but that's totally beside the point.

anyway. being couped up in an office with nothing but a small black radio for company, I've begun to listen to the radio a lot more. and there are actually some pretty good songs out there. like Nerina Pallot's "Everybody's gone to war".

"If Love is a drug
I guess we're all sober"

how cool is that. that's some pretty deep shi'ite, i mean shit, there.. and what abt.

"I could be green, I could be mean
I could be everything wrong"

WHAT ABT THAT!! okay lah.. so it wasn't that deep or meaningful or anything. sounds more like someone about to throw up on a plane debating if he shd just puke it up on the person next to him cuz he already used the pukebag. okay so i have an overactive imagination but at least it has a catchy tune??



tsk tsk.. triviality..


what i have been is thinking a lot about spirituality. for one, it makes me wonder. why are there so many denominations of Christians in the world? why do we divide ourselves over just the slightest differences in Ideology? after all, we are still praising the same God and the same Christ.

so in that case where is the right place for me to worship. I'm the perpetual sinner. always seem to be running back to His arms and yet slipping through His fingers time and time again. where is my place? when, how and should i draw the line between family and my Redeemer?

:: Long Hiatus ::
man. this really sucks.. went to play touch yesterday and after running around for a while i started feeling pain in my back again. i ended up having to wear a tiger balm patch on my back. i think that it may be time to hang up my playing boots at least for a while. try and concentrate more on the coaching and refereeing thing. might have more of a future there.

i could barely reach down to wash my toes last night after coming home.

oh well... at least i've since then recovered motion. [and my toes are now clean]