Japan is a living testament of age-old tradition, co-existing rather awkwardly with all the trappings of a rapidly developed modern society.

Avant-garde art and staid flower arrangement. Zen Buddhism and hedonistic lifestyles. Sumo wrestling and baseball. Heavy metal rock bands and the Kabuki theater. Geishas and Av industry. Its really all these complexities that make Japan such an interesting and wonderful place to tour.

More photos-

Day 4 http://www.flickr.com/photos/45619702@N00/sets/1653376/show/

Day 5 http://www.flickr.com/photos/45619702@N00/sets/1669576/show/

Our Japan Hour

The next few entries are going to be combined entries by my brother and I, chronicling about the sights and fun that we have experienced in Japan.

We'll be uploading the travel photos in segments due to the limited capacity of flickr and the lack of time.

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Ok With that in mind, you can safely proceed to the album ->

Day 1,2 http://www.flickr.com/photos/35973497@N00/sets/1627489/show/

Day 3 http://www.flickr.com/photos/35973497@N00/sets/1634359/show/

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My five days leave is over in a blink of the eye.. Why isit that time always pass so quickly when we are having fun? If only I have the power to control time...
Ok, now I only have 7 days more left to enjoy before I return to my boring and hectic workplace again..several hours before i reach the land of the rising sun!! :)

SaW II

I just watched Saw 2 with Junwen at Plaza Sing yesterday. A must-watch show this yr (not many good shows this yr though..harry potter, chick little kid flicks sux..heard one more chronicles of gnn coming out :( ).The pace was fast moving and the plot was brilliantly pieced together albeit a few minor flaws. I discovered that watching violent flicks is pretty similar to porn, the more u watch the more u wan to see. You get desensitized by the gore and blood on film. Plain tricks like tomato juice will no longer suffice for the hardcore viewers.

Overall, Saw II' s effects were rather convincing. However, certain scences were toned down (either our Edward Censorship Scissorshand was at work again or the producers wanted a lower rating to have a wider viewership). I particularly enjoyed the twisted/ dark humour that were evident throughout the show, peppered by wicked puns.

The movie opened with a scene of a man with a venus-flytrap like contraption filled with black nails over his head, ready to snap once the 30 minutes is up. He is supposed to look for the key, which has implanted just beneath his eye. Our mastermind utters in his video: ".. So listen carefully. The hint is this: It's right before your eyes. How much blood would you shed to stay alive, Michael? Live or die... Make your choice.
How ironic and yet how true. Isnt it sometimes in life when we are trapped in a shitty quagmire like this, we are forced to carry out desperate measures and actions in order to survive.

"Why is that we're only willing to do that, when a life is at stake? "

"You see, the knowledge of death... changes everything. If I were to tell you the exact date and time of your death... it would shatter everything. "

I give a 7.5 for this show. 2.5 more if it had nudity/sex :P

Sore.

The aftermath of yesterday was terrible.

I still have the dull ache in my balls and ass. All thanks to my adventurous counterparts who decided to detour from our normal route and head to Changi for a different experience...

It must have been the close and rough contact that did me in. And the lack of proper protection.
The one that I had was small frame but robust and lean. I can still vividly picture him rubbing up against me, harder and harder as we moved together. His body writhing and quivering below my sweaty body. My arms pushing him down as my legs pumped faster and faster. After a while, the lethargy and strain started to gnaw at my muscles but the thirst and drive was far greater. We had to make constant adjustments in our positions to minimise the pain and keep ourselves comfortable.

We made little hisses and gasps and moans as we approached crest after crest. We never stopped even when he got wet and stained my inner thigh as I rode him as rough as I could.
If only I was a girl, I probably would have developed a vaginus (vagina+anus) by now.
The consummation was a surge of ethereal earth shattering euphoria as we stopped and screamed at me as I panted over him.

I was totally burnt out after that. Red skin, sore butt, bloated stomach after a surfeit of coconut juice and a 54 km bike ride (East coast-Kallang-Changi-East) in my personal guinness record to keep-what an exhilirating way to spend a saturday with my uncle, brother and cousin.
Right now, I have to go look for a water bed to rest my sore bottom and abstain myself from any lower body movements in the next few days.

I'm so happy todayy!!!!!!!!!!!. I finally passed nmy driving test... i've never been so happy for like -none- in the past two yrs..
I noe for others its n easy feat for them but for me, its possibly the hardest test to pass :X
I rather retake 2 psles/ a levels than to retake another driving test.
YEAAAA ! &(^___ ^)(*_){_+
think its my most bimbotic post so far lol
:DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD

Groundhog Day

Its on rare days like this that i cant sleep on the bus because I'm thinking too much abt unnecessary stuff, wondering abt the future, reminiscing abt the past and fantasizing abt unrealistic ideas.

Sometimes I wished that there will be some device to capture these random fleeting thoughts and ideas, possibly designed like a thumb drive that can be inserted into the belly button to tap on these thoughts. Apart from serving as the receving end of the umbilical cord, it basically stays on as a defunct recess for accumulating dirt.

Speaking of orifices, which reminds me of this orifice advertisement. Its about an indian girl who lacked money to pay for birds and how our benevolent and moneyed Richard gere noticed her plight and paid for a flock of birds to take flight.

"i'm sorry. This is only enough for one bird." "Many birds bring good *uck".Apart from the miniscule sexual connotations and the pompous flaunting of wealth which reeks of white man superiority and dominance, I'm starting to get tired of watching such ads. The first time is awe. The Second time is interesting. Many times is simply annoying. The advertisors/advertising company probably dont understand the mental torment caused by the constant bombardment of the ad televised on TV mobile. Great. Now its playing again.

An Nsf's life is not much different, especially mine. Its like groundhog day everyday. Every morning, you wake up to the disgusting alarm clock sound of your handphone. Trying to shakeoff the grogginess from your somnolent zombie self. You proceed to dress up in the army uniform in a mechanical fashion. You begin to question yourself about individual existence. MaybeI m just another clone like Ewan McGregor seeking for the Island.You smile to yourself in the mirror and say in the most positive, convincing manner: fresh day for fresh shitwork.

Exit house. Walk past the auntie running past the bend. Its the same bend and same auntie.Everyday. Without fail. Walk past the old man walking his dog. Eh, thats euphemistically speaking.To put it crudely, its releasing his dog to shit/piss outside his residence.I look forwardto his daily shitty grin and the poodle getting out its poo. No wonder they say the pet usually takes after the owner.

After avoiding the puddles and mines, i'll reach the bus stop,where i wait for my 74 bus.Its amazing how the brain works to imprint the faces and idiosyncracies of each and everycommuter that board the 6 am bus. I wonder if they bother to register my face:-like a character in their ? life who comes on in clockwork precision.

You take the place as the omniscient observer on the bus. You know where the bespectacled office worker's favourite seat is, the stop where the middle-aged lady will alight, and of course, where your favourite HCJC girl's boarding and alighting points. The occurence of the latter is one of those few events that will register a blip in the otherwise horizontal, below baseline curve.
Your body suddenly becomes tense when she boards the bus. You become self conscious and concerned with even the most minute movements. You want to get a little attention yet you want to remain inconspicuous. How ironic. You do the weirdest things: pretending to gaze at the scenery outside (knowing that its pitch black), stealing a few furtive glances at the girl, peering from the reading medium strategically poised toact as concealment. Shes as deadly as Medusa, one glimpse at her, I'll be transfixed, mesmerized,stoned.

I'm not quite sure whether this is wad people call sick voyeuristic beahviour or craven infatuation but i suspect its a bit of both.

The heart sinks with disappointment as the girl alights from the bus. The sadness lingerseven as she has left. ok, time to concuss and look for the girl in my dreams,its a 50.50 chance.Wish me luck. Night. Before its another day tomorrow.

Made me mad.





He who sacrifices his conscience to ambition burns a picture to obtain the ashes.

Been playing this addictive game know as Harvest Moon for the past week. This is ten times better than Sims. Basically, you play the character as a farmer and you are supposed to eke out a living, gain the townfolks trust and increase popularity, prosper. Your aim is to make enough money to get a house, a big bed and get a girl to start a family. Its so wonderful because it incorporates farming-rearing animals, cultivating crops (high end and the inferior crops), fishing, mining and strategic planning.


Busy logging. No time for blogging.Check out my golden axe! -->

You can also sow seeds of discord among ur rivals to increase ur love meter with ur partners.

<=Thats me sleeping with hot chicks in the barn.

Country comfort! How i wish i could lead a carefree, uninhibited lifestyle like this in some remote, rural area far away from this place...

Been hearing people sing the cadbury ad song these 2weeks.
I dun really find it amusing. Rather, i m disturbed by the thought of the world being chocolate.

Wouldn't it be nice if the world was la la
Children will be smiling with faeces on the faces
Ride your butt across the toilet seater
Get it out and navigate the ooze.
And if a guy came up and tried to bite you
Shit could say "I'm chocolate I invite you"
Wouldn't it be nice!

Scary.

Tsk. tsk. This Star Wars have brought about companies to market their products as SW merchandise as an attempt to boost their sales.

Cheapo Toys can be found together with meals. I even saw a kid trying to propose to Chewbacca with an onion ring. M&m has also employed Vader& friends to grace their cover. The white rapper (Eminem) who probably wanted badly to be on the sweet wrapper, would never have guessed that he lost to a lightsaber.

I'm still waiting for local hawkers to come up with their Master Otah, coconut leaves with fish paste completed with lightsaber-inspired coloured toothpicks.

However, I'm unfazed by their products. I have been working to launch my ne plus ultra Star Wars utensil collectibles set. On the Light Side, we have the Jedi who burns with passion AH-NEh-Kin` (damn fast) Frywoker, who can send enemies 'frying' within minutes upon contact. Caution! May turn to the dark side if left unattended or neglected. Luke(warm) Frywoker, his less capable son, and the lovely Queen Spatula comes free with this set.

How can we forget the Dark Side? Dun worry.. I have managed to steal the best steal to forge the legendary Darth Ladle (containing 18% chrome and 10% nickel) which can easily stir up troubled waters when fuelled with rage. Along with it, I have also created the dark and dangerous Sieve Lords. Needless to say, they are renowned for their Force drain techniques to drain every single residue from your fluids. Muahaha..

I am starting to think that I have a mild tendency towards masochism. I like to pile myself with loads of work and kill myself in the office. I actually enjoy the flooding of the phone calls, with four phones ringing at the same time. I look forward to the inundation of the mailbox each day I step into the dusty, filth entrenched, musty smelling office. I love embracing all the poisoned coated arrows, which deals more venomous poison than the combined poisons of the dart frog, box jellyfish, Venomancer and Naix, which for some reason just seem to gravitate towards me. I cherish every sleepless night that I encounter when I close my eyes and count sheep but I just cant sleep because every damned sheep has my camp's warrant officers' face on it.

I am enthralled by my beloved commanders. No pun intended. I am so fascinated by the lexicon and vast amount of vocabulary that they possess. Every moment I spend with them, I feel so enriched and satiated. Bit by bit, I learnt complex, multifarious hybrid words like 'jurisprudiction' , 'enbus', 'deconflict' and 'uncontactable' by the hard way - pure rote learning and sheer memory work. It was no easy feat, I had to break my rigid mindset to force myself to imbue these 'wonderful' word gems into my brain and it took even more effort to convince myself that these people are more deserving of an A for General Paper than me. My very intelligent RSM have told me that these words are so esoteric that even Microsoft office and conventional dictionaries have difficulty grasping the profound meaning. Like what my RSM told me, "u dun stupid la, u never heard of 'outsourced' arh? Wah lan eh, still say u JC somemore? dont be trick by these little red waves, lubbish its just lousy programming!"
Bows humbly.

O how I respect the venerated RSM and Commanders! Just like Rock Lee And Gai Sensei in Naruto. U are my Gai!

Gai: "Lee!!"
Lee: "Sensei!!"
Gai: "Lee!!"
Lee: "Sensei!!" (hugs and sunset and beautiful waves)