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The Phantom Blogger

August 18, 2007 · 1 Comment

So SOME people have been complaining about my absence in the blog scene. Well, what can I do when I DON’T EVEN HAVE TIME TO ON MY COMPUTER!?

 

These few weeks have been challenging on me. Not because of academics, but because of extracurricular activities back in Sunny Singapore!

 

Yes it’s called Rag and Flag, but I’m so lazy to talk about it I’ll credit The Girlfriend’s job in describing the entire thing to you!

 

I just want to add that I’m so glad and proud to be working with a bunch of people who came together for one purpose: to build a float that every Shearite can be proud of and to win back the Chancellor Shield! *sorry CL for the Hall Love*

 

Don’t go away! More updates coming up!  

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It’s Called The Labret

July 1, 2007 · 12 Comments

my labret

I woke up one day after a drunken sleepy night to find my labret piercing missing.

A Labret is the piercing of the lower lip or the jewelry that goes there.

If you don’t know me by now, I have two body piercing. One is my ear and the other the labret. I got my ear pierced while I was in Form Three (Secondary 3) and my labret pierced during my one semester stint in IMU.

Back then, ear piercing on guys were only associated with seniors who are in a school gang, and Ah Beng/Lala/Jinjang Boy fashion. It wasn’t associated with current fashion, although Hollywood has been showing more and more male celebrities with an ear piercing. Even so, we already know a lot about ear piercing like what it means to have a piercing on the right etc. I got my ear pierced at the last day of my Secondary 3 General Exams (PMR). You can say it is a ‘reward’ of my hard work, and also because I was bored. Daryl and Justin followed suit, and Daryl move a step further by having another ear hole later in Secondary 4.

Gaya was the first close friend I had to venture into the ‘other-than-ear’ piercing. She had her naval pierced in Secondary 4. I was there with the gang watching her belly being pierced. It was quite scary, what’s with the look on her face (and that it was done in Summit USJ).

Nadine and Gaya then had their nose pierced, I don’t know when but sometime after Secondary 4. There was a period of time when I always transited between Singapore and Malaysia that I see them wearing nose rings so big that I want to just pull it out!

don’t you just wanna pull that ring out?

I seem to be talking more about my friends’ piercing. Anyway, I always wanted a piercing somewhere outside the ear. During the first few weeks as roommates Chun Leen and I made a pact that I would get my eyebrow pierced while he get a tattoo after the Year 1 Finals. However, you know how promises turn out. It wasn’t until I finished my A Levels that I came back to see Gaya with a tongue piercing that the desire to have a body piercing came back! I must say, Gaya Pressure was super ultra high at that time!

I did my piercing without my girlfriend’s knowledge too! That is a huge NO advice to you future i-want-to-get-my-body-pierced boyfriends out there!

After I got my labret piercing, there were a lot of FAQs I had to answer whenever I meet someone new. The normal questions like ‘is it painful?’, ‘what did your parents say?’ and the infamous question ‘will it leak when you drink water?’ are a few examples. In the beginning I was quite eager to answer them. But after awhile, I just gave them very cold answers like ‘erm yeah not really but then sometimes’. And to the leaking question, I would say something like ‘You wanna see?’ That would definitely turn them off, somehow.

The labret stud comes usually with a ball, and I hate those that have pointy ones. During the semester I would take the ball off as I had a lot of lab practical sessions where the professors would be able to see EVERYTHING about you. There was once where I was talking to a lecturer and he kept looking at my labret piercing, I guess the same way as how perverted guys would look at a woman’s breast during a conversation.

*snaps finger* watch your eyes boy-friend, my assets are not for show!

Some people think that piercing is to get the attention. While I do not totally disagree with that statement, I did not pierce my labret for the attention. I pierce it because it was on my ‘to-do list’ and partly because of peer pressure. Since I can’t do most of my to-do list (which include things like gangbang and owning a private island), I guess the labret was a must. Thankfully, my parents do not give a damn about which body part I pierce, as long as I do good and be good; my friends are almost liberal; and my girlfriend is just worried about her parents’ impression about me.

*goes back to look for an extra pair of labret piercing*

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Another ass at a Makansutra

June 30, 2007 · Leave a Comment

I’m still ranting on my frog porridge supper trip.

While Britney and I were blowing (the hot porridge), there was this family of four sitting next to us: a young couple, a grandmother-aged woman, and another younger-but-old-enough-to-be-a-mother woman. Anyhoo, while I was pretending to enjoying the porridge, I noticed that the husband was rather restless. The wife was trying to make conversation (albeit superficial ones) with the two older women.

After awhile, the husband stood up and walked to his car nearby. I thought he was going for a smoke or something, but instead he started the car engine! The wife then followed suit to the car. They entered the car, switched the air-con on and waited in the car for the two older women.

WHERE THE FUCK IS YOUR ASIAN MANNERS YOU MOTHER OF FUCK

I was fucking pissed and disgruntled, but not so bitchy enough to show my feelings. The two older women haven’t even finish their lousy porridge and probably not-crispy-at-all chicken wings. But out of respect, you do not walk out on your older relatives on the same table! The Westerners can do it for all I care, but as Asians, we don’t!

‘Maybe he wants to warm up the engine’ said Britney.

FUCK LA, what engine do you need to heat up? They were at the eatery not longer than 30 minutes; a car engine does not freeze up in half an hour’s time!

More importantly, I just felt so sorry to the two older women, especially the grandmother for having such children. The least the young couple could do was stood outside the car and waited for them. Sitting in the car and enjoying the air-con is just disrespectful.

Ok, this is just from what I observed. There could be a different story behind it. Maybe the four are not related and are just neighbors wanting to have supper (which I doubt it), or maybe the four of them had a bad history, or maybe the husband just got fired. Or maybe it’s just me, as Britney didn’t seem disturbed by it.

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Makansutra My Ass

June 29, 2007 · 6 Comments

Singapore food sucks big time.

 

Britney and I just came back from supper at Chinatown. We were at Orchard before that chilling with the crowd at Starbucks while the rest were busy doing their last minute shopping as the Great Singapore Sale comes to an end (it’s a Late Night Friday Shopping too) and that GST will increase to 7% effective 1st July.

 

So anyway, we wanted good and cheap food. Since Fong Seng does not fit both criteria, I suggested Bukit Timah, where there is a Prata shop that serves mamak food that taste ALMOST like Malaysian mamak food. However, the two of us had no idea where or how to get there from Orchard. So we decided to go to Chinatown instead.

 

Britney brought me to this place which serves porridge and frog porridge was their specialty. I was quite excited about it as I’ve never tried frog porridge, or frog meat for that matter. We ordered one bowl each, which cost us 16 freaking bucks in total.

 

*Wait a minute, RM32 for frog porridge. WTF*

 

Anyway, since the price was so expensive, we were expecting good food in big quantity. The porridge came in a big claypot alright. It smelt delicious and I was eager to try.

 

The porridge fucking sucked. Ok the first few blows (it was hot) and slurps weren’t that bad, I even complimented the dish. However, subsequent mouth got me bored. I added soya sauce and chili to make it a bit saltier and somewhat spicier.

 

All in all, I wasn’t satisfied with the 8 bucks I paid. Although I agree that the porridge were one of the better Singapore dishes I tried.

 

I feel that generally Singapore hawker food is ‘of below standard’ aka sucks. Malaysian hawker food is DEFINITELY much tastier (and unhealthy but health is not my topic of discussion right now). There are good food stalls around the island, but they do not satisfy my taste buds as much as the Bah Kut Teh restaurants in Klang or SS14 Subang Jaya do.

 

The worst part of all this is that island actually promotes the country as a ‘melting pot of dishes that will tantalize your taste buds’.

 

However, before any Singaporeans start blasting me by saying that I’m just generalizing over a few restaurants (believe me, I’ve been to a lot of hawker centers), I feel that Western/international cuisine here is much better and tastier. I would rather splash my money in a western restaurant as compared to in Malaysia. Maybe the restaurants here are expected to meet the taste buds of a large western community here, or that there are more choices of pork =p

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June 9, 2007 · 5 Comments

Ok, time to post some pictures!

I’ve been helping NUS Radiopulze for the Singapore Street Festival for the past two weeks. It was quite an experience as this is the first time where I get to host live events on the street! In fact, I was given a slot to emcee for the entire night!

The Singapore Street Festival is part of the Singapore Arts Festival and our radio station has been sponsoring our hosting services for three years running. After all, this event is an avenue for young fresh virgin talents to showcase what they got!

This year’s theme was ‘Children of the Revolution’ (nothing related to Moulin Rouge if you asked me), and depending on your own interpretation, I think MM Lee Kuan Yew should be worried about such a theme.

Anyway, the event was held at various spots along Orchard Road. I spent most of the days in Plaza Singapura and Orchard Cineleisure. And guess what? Throughout the days I was there, I didn’t even spend anything at the Great Singapore Sale! I say it’s an achievement!

I didn’t help much at the festival though, appearing only during weekends as I had other commitments as mentioned in the previous post. But when I was there, it was AMAZING! This is the first time where I hung out A LOT with my Radio friends, and we got very close since.

 

Besides that, Winni and I also had a chance to interview this indie rock band Anberlin from the States. We even got two tickets as MEDIA to watch them live at the Pavilion @ Far East Square!

Poseur Again

Me posing with the Video Cam before interviewing Anberlin at Home Club

Anberlin!

Me, lead singer of Anberlin Steven, and Winni! Steven had very Oriental eyes! Mata sepek!

Winni is like the only close Malay friend I have in Singapore (wait is Dean Malay too hmm). We would always use Malay to make fun of our very international radio crew, and always use Malay Mat terms like ‘Ei relak la’ or ‘Slumber saje…’

DJ Neoflava aka Buddhi preparing his remix list
DJ Neoflava aka Buddhi! He’s Radiopulze’s Resident Deejay and my only Indian clubbing buddy (No Karthik we only CLUBBED TWICE)

Me and Dylan the Villain
Me and Dylan the Villain. Dylan has that personality where you love to hate, hate to love. I hate it when he makes fun of my nationality and when he’s on the phone…

the villain: Cheeks!
thephunkypharmacist: hey dylan!

*silence*

thephunkypharmacist: hello?

*silence*

the villain: so….

thephunkypharmacist: so what?

the villain: the program…

thephukypharmacist: what program!?!?!

This kind of conversation in the morning. Muthafucker!

And the other night we were hosting together on stage…
the villain: so CK, where else is the festival held?
thephunkypharmacist: er…
the villain: you should pardon my co-host he’s Malaysian, he doesn’t know where Orchard is
thephunkypharmacist: (MACIBAI) pardon my nationality, but …..

One of the nights, we went to Shiva’s birthday family getaway at Changi Chalet! The place was quite hard to find, and the chalet was quite run down… more of that at the next post!

the villain: this reminds me of a third world country Shiva
Shiva: WTF!

the RP crew @ SSF07!
The Radiopulze Family! I love you guys! Sorry for not helping out that much! Hope I can help out more next year! :D

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May 31, 2007 · 2 Comments

Well. I’m back in Singapore.

I don’t know why, but I always stop blogging when I reached this Little Red Dot. There are just too many things to handle.

Ok the reason why I’m back although I still have two months of break is because I have voluntarily sold my sould to all the holiday projects conducted by NUS.

1. NUS Rag for Sheares Hall

2. Singapore Street Festival for NUS Radiopulze

3. Pharmacy Orientation (which I’m hoping to drop out of)

4. Sheares Exposure Camp 2007

You think that’s little? My Rag work operates every weekday from 10 – 6, by the time I’m done doing my carpentry work I’m so tired I don’t wanna head to Orchard to join my radio colleagues to host the festival. Add some Exposure Camp workload and callups and I DON’T EVEN HAVE TIME TO START ON HEROES!

Today’s Wesak Day in Singapore. It’s funny, Malaysia just had it last month while I was back home. So I’m actually celebrating Wesak Day twice! WOOT. In conjunction with the holiday, I’ll be doing some Camp work by heading to Sentosa to see the locations. Talk about FUN!

Blablabla I’m bored.

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And My Name Is…

May 21, 2007 · 10 Comments

My New Name

I’ve been called many names before. Not just the normal Lam Chee Kiang or Chee Kiang or CK or LCK or Mr Lam etc. My Piano Teacher who drums her tummy called me Dr. Lam, and somehow Mr. Lam sounds very ‘professional’ to some. I don’t know why. My brother and my father always introduce themselves as “Lam”. And rather then calling their names, people call them “Lam” – be it formal or informal.

When I was in Kindergarden, my brother used to call me “Leng Chi Kang”, a chinese dessert. It was damn annoying because the both of us like that dish, and whenever he sees a stall he will start saying things like “Leng Chi Kang want Leng Chi Kang or not“. There were times when I couldn’t stand it that I start crying (Kindergarden mah). My mother would scold my brother and ask him to stop it, but days later forgot about the scolding and everything goes back to normal. Sigh, elder brothers can be so naive and immature :P

When I was in Primary School, this girl named Li Shen used to call me “Chicken” (I think you can see the similarities with my name). It was alright initially, but as months go by I got really pissed. Not because she is directly insulting and associating my name with an animal, but because I was FUCKING FAT at that time. Is bad enough that I couldn’t stop myself from indulging in KFC and all other vices, but I had the thought that she was rubbing it in by calling me a Chicken (I didn’t relate “Chicken” with being a pussy back then). One day I couldn’t take it anymore, I called her “Lizard” (you need a longer time to see the similarities between her name and the nick). From then on she stopped calling me “Chicken”, I guess it worked, or because I shouted Fuck You “Lizard” in front of her parents.

I had many variations in Secondary School. When I was in the ‘Elite Chinese Stream Secondary 2 Class’ – 2 Elok, this guy who was desparate for sex just reached puberty kept talking about sex and its sub-topics. He then labelled me a “Lan Ciao King” (Dick King – this nick will appear again sometime in my life, but let’s be chronological here). This carried on in Secondary 3, but then I started mixing with the Malay Stream peeps, so we stopped hanging out, or maybe he has lost his virginity realized that sex is now a boring subject.

After The PMR (Lower Secondary Examinations), the school organized a Genting trip for us, and I wore a turtle neck with sunglasses in Genting. People claimed that my nipples were showing (I had breasts then) and I looked like a “Gigohlo”. So guess what was my next nickname? This nickname was phenomenal. “Gigohlo” became my Christian name, and there was even a ringtone composed for the nick! (Note: That time handphones just appeared in our lives).

In Secondary 4, when honeymoon year started, people started exploring sex got more matured, and Malay and Chinese Stream became Science and Arts Streams, Gigohlo became a yesteryear. Mixing with Daryl’s smoking-pharmacy-student-sister Joanne, who introduced Shishah/Hookah Smoking to us, created a new phenomenon of ‘Ass’ and ‘Sex’ nicknames. Daryl was awarded the ‘Fat Ass’ title while I got the ‘Big Sexy’ title. Like I said, I was FUCKING FAT.

In Secondary 5, Gaya creatively started calling me “Cheeks” out of the blue. I thought it was quite a nice nickname. I didn’t object to that. Soon, certain people started calling me “Cheeks”. And I acknowledged the name.

After Secondary School, I left for Terengganu for my 3-month-NS-stint. I was fortunate enough to have people of my wavelength aka can speak english and malay rather fluently (my chinese that time cacated already after mixing with the Malay Stream peeps), and most importantly, come from Subang/Petaling/Damansara area! There, this best friend of mine (or rather, the only NS friend I keep in touch now) Aik Chiew got so free that he created a name for me – “Lan Ciao King”. Yup, after disappearing for 3 years this bloody nickname appeared again. It got worst because everyone in my Company got hooked on to this name. It’s what I called Muhibbah man – Malay, Chinese, Indian, Lain-lain… called me that even though they have no idea what it meant. The Chinese Educated Chinese created another nickname for me. I was calledDai Keong’ or ‘Da Qiang’ because in my Company there was another dude with a Kiang behind him. So he was named ‘Siu Keong’ or ‘Xiao Qiang’ or ‘Cockroach’ because I was FATTER than him. They didn’t get into the Lan Ciao King phenomena because the Chinese Educated Chinese tend to stick to themselves as compared to the Malay Educated and the Bananas (I’m already a certified Banana then).

So after NS, I came out and people were shocked to see me NOT FAT anymore. I started wearing short pants because I got hooked onto jogging they were cooling. Hence I was now called ‘Big Sexy Legs‘. That didn’t last long because I packed my bags and left for the Little Red Dot. There, the Asean Scholars called me the norm – CK, Chee Kiang etc. But as the two years go by, Cheeks entered the list as well. People used the three interchangeably. Suicidal will use CK when calling me normally, and Cheeks when he is disappointed in me.

When I started blogging, another nickname came up, well actually it was me who started the ball rolling – DJCK. I always dreamed of being a deejay, hence the addition of DJ to the CK. People claimed that they see ‘DICK’ instead of ‘DJCK. My Radio friends suggested that I be CK the DJ instead.

In Uni, CK, Chee Kiang, Cheeks, DJCK are still being used. I guess they’re the most common and easiest to remember. Some claimed that they remember me as CK, but have no idea what my full name is! CK was commonly used in IMU, but in NUS I wanted a new name, a Christian name! I tried Aaron Lam (Aaron Joseph Lam to be exact), but the ASEAN Scholars who followed me to Sheares Hall and NUS ruined it for me.

“Hello I’m Aaron”

*smirks* “Yeah his name is Aaron. Eh Aaron how are you Aaron”

*cibai-la*

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May 21, 2007 · Leave a Comment

TPP1

Nice eh.

TPP1

Visit www.1000tentacles.com for more. :D

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Reflections: My Own Self

May 20, 2007 · 3 Comments

got this website from The Girlfriend

www.imagini.net

It’s those personality-test thingie but is easier to do because all you need to do is click on pictures, not words. Heh.

TPP1

Anyway, here’s my personality. Tell me how true it is huh.

You’re a bit of a romantic and have a taste for the exotic (ooh err). You love feeling the sea breeze in your hair, sun on your skin. Slip those shoes off, you like to kick back. When it comes to art, you have a traditional eye. You are passionate about history and skills that have been around for centuries, you believe truly great art stands the test of time. As for music, it’s the soundtrack to your world. It gives you focus, and concentration – you might find it hard to switch off. Your choice of treat reveals someone energetic, who cares about their health. You like to feel you are making all the right choices. You are focused and driven.

The Kuantan Road Market

I think this is art.

Escape Artist

You love to be far away from your everyday life. You love the sun, and like to live life at a slower pace than most – you know how to take things nice and easy! For kicks there is nothing like a little affection to give you a buzz. There is never enough time to love! When it comes to holidays, you like to explore and immerse yourself in another culture. Always on the go, you take in as much as you can. You find it hard to switch off, as you like to lean all the time. What grosses you out? You like people to be well groomed, with a tight bod and heaps of sex appeal. Wobbly bits and hairy areas are a complete turn off.

Alba

hot bod, sex appeal = air liur meleleh

Home Soul

You’re a real home soul. You care deeply about family life and all that comes with it, the love of a child very special. When you think of freedom – you think of technology providing you with the links to communicate wherever you are (not really). Opening more doors.

High Time Roller

Even if you inwardly like to think you have a healthy approach to life, you still have your vices that keep you throughout the day. It is all part of the routine – you’re a creature of habit. Your choice of drink reflects your love of the stability and comfort of routine. As for the home, your bold personality is reflected in your style. You like to be in surroundings that live your mood and that wild side to you.

 

Bye Bye Eunice

So, what is your personality?

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I Want An Affirmative Action on Jasin and Kinabatangan

May 19, 2007 · Leave a Comment

Oh, they’ve finally decided to APOLOGIZE

I don’t care whether they’re sincere or not. 9 bloody days and they came up with a bloody hypocrite letter of apology. I want the Tuan Speaker to punish them severly. Nevermind that they are not the first ones or they ‘didn’t mean it that way’. Let this punishment be a lesson to the rest to watch their mouth.

You know what, I think we Rakyat can make better candidates in parliament. Come on MCA hire me before PKR or DAP come in :P

God damn it, and now Samy Vellu has official declared the NEWLY RENOVATED PARLIAMENT to be bocor.

I still don’t understand how the government award the contracts to such irresponsible contructors who has NO FUCKING idea about proper construction and building guidelines. Even Sammy Vellu himself admits the building is not properly built. Maybe the parliament need to review or enact some law/policy/guideline on building and construction.

Now that global warming is coming and the country starts raining like a mad bitch, we will find out soon how many more leaks are there in the government offices. Heck I’m not surprised if all the offices are bocor-ed!

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