dad had a field day with breakfast...after introducing it to him...we went there everyday after that....






it's really friggin amazing how clear my camera phone is....





duliciouso mobile...



 





 


"your life is mysterisous and unconventaional. which is always what i pictured your life to be."


 


"its really interesting how self aware you are. and very, matter of fact about it. it isnt like some good will hunting breakdown moment where you realize how you are. you just know it. and htat is good. that is an opprotunity for growth."

i guess you could say i have a specific way of dealing with things, which in frustrating circumstances i choose to supress it....even in terms of venting to others....and issues, like posted prior, all relates back to things at home...and while this not only hinders the ability to hold a serious train of thought with others there is also the side effect of holding all things back, inverted, inside and bottled up.  which is why....the end of paragraphs always relate to 'treadmills'...stationary running away...honestly it's more pathetic than poignant.  and when push comes to shove..."cheers"


it's always upliftingly funny to realize a "turn of the path" in your own life, even if it may be prematurely optimistic...but since this feeling hasn't come around in quite a while, i'll take it and run....


this is probably the reason i love murakami books and from the time i read, wind up bird chronicles has been at the top of my list...convoluted introspection....so if any of you know an empty well......i'll be right there....





mum and dad are heading back to the states today....i'll miss them.





"We live in an advanced capitalist society, after all.  Waste is the name of the game, its greatest virtue.  Politicians call it 'refinements in domestic consumption' I call it meaningless waste"


"Waste is the fuel of contradiction, and contradiction activates the economy, and an active economy creates more waste....."


economic allegory for life....hahaha...i use examples like this to talk to chomo and connors all the time....hahaha....it's the only way they'll understand.....though maybe murakami has a much deeper message than "let's drink tonight"


 








we live in a world where there is a surgeon general, wellness triangles and nutritional pyramid guidelines.  Medical advances have not only been able to prevent death but prolong life.  Our ability to better the quality of life has gotten to the point where we're playing the role of the genetic god....amazing isn't it?  so then why hasn't anyone started funding the "get rid of the shopping chromosome in the XX"...


after a big buffet and durian dessert we planned to walk around to check out zara and the fair at the thai embassy...we spent about an hour at each place fitting, trying, contemplating, buying and half waiting for my aunt to meet up with us...i think my own personal threshold for shopping is around 2 hours MAX....(for myself and waiting others)...but in singapore the interludes on the street underneath equatorial heat might make that threshold waver...but luckily right when the shirt was almost fully saturated my aunt showed up and we went for the carpark....ahh....for those that know singapore know that it's one big MALL of a country....shops linking it from point a to point b to point c and back again....and everything in btwn...it took us maybe over 3 hours to make it back to the car....walking a total distance of half a kilometer...."mom was looking for a dress....."


rumor has it that i have the same look of agony as dad when u know who shops....




my aunt got pretty bored sitting around too....(although she did find herself a new pair of sandals)











you can definitely tell who's related to who when it comes to both sides of my family....and shayna as of 7 months has a very strong resemblance to my side of the fam.....which makes me think...what part of me resembles which of my parents?....i can't really pick out any family resemblance...other than me looking like kimbo.....






 ***if you think shayna's chubby arms are super plump....dad just told me that i was even chubbier....**home alone face******





it's always the damn cliche's that are so poignantly irritating and slap you in the face right when you're not wanting to hear it...and fittingly so...aren't these same lines the ones that mom and dad use the most?...the dose of "i told you so's" from them  might not affect you like they used to but nowadays it's you telling yourself "i told you so" in the voice of your parents that have you kicking yourself in the face....regardless...as things are being fixed from within (at home)....things on the outward path seem soo much brighter....maybe now i'll be able to sleep better...maybe now i'll be able to eat better =))...actually i'm hoping i'll just work out better....hehehe...treadmill here i come!


 


 


 



everytime i saw shayna i squealed in delight staring at her chubby phalanges but apparently i was a chubbier baby, this comment coming from the same person who saw a HIPPO on tv tonight and said "HEY BABE...LOOK IT'S YOU!"... 



she couldn't stop staring at the choco fondue waterfall....



she loves the finger farm puppet glove....



erman and jess bought her her own yellow seat that is designed to be good for her posture....apparently she got too chubby because 2 minutes later she started crying...when they took her out of the seat..her inner thighs were all red.....hehe..poke poke...



 


 


 

....my readers think i am this gluttonous 'anorexic' pig scouring the world in hopes of depeleting the world of food not by ingesting but by taking pictures.  Little do they have full grasp of the man who started it all...."mr food" inspiration himself....(barring carbs)...you.  1.5 years of travels and 'dear sunil posts', i will continue to write to you....posting more food pictures to make you jealous, haha, in 'overpopulated asian countries where people sleep underwater and on top of each other'...it's funny how old that line is....back then u used it against the ur "2cool4school ASIAN suitemate"....when ur inspiration was derived from the world of 'HIGH FINANCE and STERN'...and while the irony is thick with your career path, it's not as ironic as the career path i've taken the past few years...and with me trying to figure out how it all began..."it just might all go back to you, and just as you've preached, the world revolves around you and the ugliest gold zippo ever".....i'll pray for you my good man. stay strong, stay healthy, stop smoking...and most of all keep it real....jack and diet cokes all around....this one's for you.  CHEERS.


so here we go, how about just a long run-on of food....


right off the plane we hit up....jalan sultan prawn noodle soup for prawn and pork rib noodles, i prefer no soup with side plates of the fried fried fried fried cuttlefish, tofu, taro, hot sauce combo....did some unpacking, visited the niece then dinner @ food republic, wisma food court - oyster omlette, char kuey teow, roti parota...i was greedy so i ordered large orders for everything...hahah.....and somewhere around midnight my aunt started the the daily routine....the nightly run for grass jelly, soy milk and dou hua...i was exhausted but i guess the sugar in the snack gave me just enough energy to meet up with jae....we walked around with tiger beers and heinekens until i sat down on a plastic stool and dirty table on geylang lor 9 for beef kuey teow and prawn mee...for the record - tiger beer tastes like shit even a bit buzzed....9am thursday i go for the 3rd swim in 14 hours consciously trying to burn off the calories....11.30am @ the bhasa to buy fruit but even before we hit the market we hit the food stand for lor mee and fish/chicken congee...then when we get back i take my 15th shower because we were going to lei garden @ chijmes for dimsum (crocodile soup)...another shower after lunch and  mangosteen, shi jia (custard apple?), mango are offered to me snack...i've long lost all control of CONTROL and i've begun to embrace it trying to rationalize the heat as a metabollic aid alongside a decent amount of sweaty walking....so on my walk to pick up my parents from the footmassage i bought 2 TOTO's...maybe an hour later rowsalind picked me up for dinner @ kuriya in greatworld city...awesome...(grilled fish, tataki, fat tuna belly, wasabi panacotta- greentea tiramisu, mikan pudding, white chocolate creme brulee, softshell crab, grilled mushroom, okura lobster tomato sauce,)...what's better than talking about food whilst ingesting food...and talking about ingesting food whilst being in pain from more food....EATING MORE FOOD....ben n jerry's being open at 10.30pm was a sign....so i had sweet cookies n cream and oatmeal raisin, great combo!....i come home to find my mom sleeping, aunt watching tv and dad exhausted.....AND HUNGRY....so around midnight newton was calling....fried fried fried fried fried tofu and cuttlefish and taro with ice kachang to smooth it out.....woke up stuffed but who could resist more mangos, the green oval mangos have a much more aromatic taste that can only help open the appetite for what was next....shangrila buffet...oh man buffets are soo tiring...we got there at 1.30 with the place closing at 2.30....and 5 star buffets covering 50 gajillion ethnic foods deserves 5 star network global coverage, i killed that shit ron burgandy style with papaya salad, sashimi, roti parota and tons of weird curry, 2 bowls of ice cream (with cookies), choco fondue, satay, dimsum...oh i can't remember anymore...i think my parents went bezerk with 5 minutes left and filled the 8 person table up like a chinese new year dinner...i'll have you know, being able to walk afterwards, we went shopping but only with a pit stop at the local durian stand on holland road first...*BURP*.....even after horrendous, strenuous, standby shopping with mom, i think everyone was still stuffed so we decided to forgo dinner for a light dou hua/grass jelly/ soymilk.....i hit up LOOF with alice...got hammered off vodka and soda's (NO CARBS)....but with hunger kicking in around midnight guess what i was craving... newton kuey teow and murtabak....didn't throw up i swear it!....saturday morning swim to wash off that hangover and filled up stomach with killerney kopitiam - mee siam, nasi lemak, iced coffee, kaya toast, chicken curry with french loaf....then delifrance sandwich at the airport......


+2 kilo's