What Woman Wants

Tears welled up my eyes when I read this on Facebook.

- Make her feel secure, don't threaten her with divorce.
-Don't compare her to other women, especially physically. And ...don't praise other women in front of her. Tell her she is beautiful.
- Advise in private, at the best time, in the best way and atmosphere. Don't shout at her in front of others.
- Be generous with her. Give her gifts and surprise her at the most random time.
- Don't be rigid or harsh-hearted. If there is nothing wrong with something, allow her to do it.
- Be a good listener. Women love when you listen to their rants.
- Expect, accept, and overlook her shortcomings. She isn't perfect. If you don't like something in her, you will like other things. Remember you are not always right or perfect yourself.
- Speak of the topic of her interest. Don't just blabber on about what you like.
- Kiss your wife, foreplay, don't jump on her like a bull.
- Leave the past for God, don't dwell on, dig into, or bring it up.
- Help at home, with housework.
- Don't act as if you are doing her a favor by working or providing, Allah is the Provider, the husband is the carrier of the sustenance to the family.
- When you eat, put a morsel from your plate in her mouth.
- Write love notes or poems and place them in the book she's been reading.
- Ask her if she would like to invite her female friends over for ladies only get together and arrange for the dinner.
- Be the shoulder she can lean on to cry when she feels depressed.
- Remember that women experience a lot of hormone imbalance because of PMS, menses and pregnancy..and this can have an effect on their mood. They can become irritable and angry for little things. At this time, you have to understand her and don't irritate her more. Pamper her, kiss her, and be gentle with her. Remember it's their nature and they have been created in this way.

I have a few more I want to add on...
- Peel prawns shells for her
- Help her with the baby
- Thanks her everytime she offers her help to pay for the bills
- Keep the house neat and tidy by not leaving your dirty clothes lying around
- Hug her to sleep

Every woman wants to find a man like this.. but how many lucky ones are out there?

2nd FYP

I am in the midst of yet another FYP now, such an irony since I have graduated like eons ago... That bad experience was finally over with the help of several people in my life... people whom I have an unforgettable gratitude for but could not repay and others whom I am still thankfully in contact with.

However, here comes yet another project which seemingly getting more and more like the FYP. Helpness is the word. Choiceless is what I am experiencing. Support is what I need. I just want it to be done and over with, just like last time... Hopefully I will not think of jumping out of the window again....

I Want To Go USA!

I can't wait to go to the States for my honeymoon! There are so many things I wanna do there.

1) Watch an NBA game with Superboy. Hopefully we can get the Lakers tickets. ot that I support the Lakers team but there is a high chance of spotting the Hollywood stars.

2) Buy COACH bags!

3) Buy my annual supply of Victoria Secrets!

4) Buy lots of Baths and Body Works products!

5) Visit their Disneyland where the Micky Mouse speaks in English instead of in French.

6) Visit Las Vegas and have a few rounds in their numerous, colorful casinos.

However, we would have to wait till the next Spring (March - May) before my dream becomes a reality. I hope the USD remain so low even after a year later. Tsk tsk...

Before I plan my honeymoon, I need to get my flat renovaated and the wedding preps ready. But I am so lazy and Superboy is not in Singapore!!! Sob sob!

My 1st race

As I am writing this, I am still having the bout of adrenaline rush. I just had a race along Bukit Timah road with a black Chevrolet. I was taking my time travelling back home from Toh Yi Drive when one stupid car overtake me recklessly! WTF! Heaved a breath that I did not picked up my speed at that time. Then I saw the jackass rest his elbow on his window. I was damn stirred up at that time. I stepped on the accelerator and overtook him to the 3rd lane.

Then on he picked up speed too. Fine! We reached the next traffic junction and the race begun and we were driving like 100-120kmh along Bukit Timah Road towards Bukit Panjang and my rpm shot up to 4+rpm during take off from the traffic light. For those of you who knows me, I don't usually exceed my acceleration to >3rpm. During the route, I realised what I learnt during the Einstein Module in Uni was so true. The faster you drive, the narrower the road looks. How accurate! Anyway before passing the Linear, he gave up. Ha! I won. I just changed my tires alright? The grip to the ground is very good and you want to play play?

Felt an overwhelming surge of excitement. The thrill was one of a kind, even better than the Viking rides. The last time I experience it was when I was racing a Toyota Wish along a short stretch of about 300m at the small road outside my work place. That time, this stupid car don't want to give way to me turning left and simultaneously, both of us raced to the next turn.

I think Singaporean are very bad drivers. Taxi drivers are worse. In Europe, if you are travelling on the 1st lane and an oncoming vehicle high-beamed the car in front, the car will defnitely give way. Or if they see on their rear mirror that a car is approaching, they will automatically give way. In Singapore, the idiot will purposely drive even slower and prevent you from overtaking somemore. There is speed limit correct but if you are so "chicken" you may get fined for driving over the speed limit then for holy sake, move your ass to the left lane and let the approaching car bear the risk of getting fined! What if there is some urgent matters that it is a race against time? Some drivers are just so selfish. In many countries, cars can travel up to 180-200kmh and still feel very safe. Speeding is not as dangerous if tailgating, road-hogging and overtaking unnecessarily are not practised.

Damn pissed off!

Haven't been updating my blog for quite some time. My life's been pretty normal, nothing excited to update about also, except included a new routine in my life - mahjong every weekend without fail! But that was not what triggered me to blog. I am going to blog about this "Hao Lian Bor" in my office.

This girl, no I mean woman (she is my age but look older than that!), as the name "Hao Lian Bor" suggest just made me boil today! I have tolerate her once a year ago on a similar matter and seeing that we share the same cubicle and we worked together in the same before, I let it rest. Oh, and I thought her the ropes when she first came into my shift. I should have "te kan" her last time but heard from a colleague that she was worried after knowing I was her shift leader, I decided to welcome her into the shift by first breaking the ice. I seldom do that one ok especially when the fella did not come and talk to me first.

Anyway, when I read my passdown this morning, I realised I was hit by a giant knife behind my back! I passdowned something during the weekend and it was not done properly by the shift engineers. So on Saturday when I came back to work, I wrote in the passdown to inform them that the specific thing was not done so need to do an extra job at night and I even reminded them to read the instruction over the weekend carefully to avoid making mistakes since this is a big issue. And guess what? "Hao Lian Bor" wrote in the passdown to say I was the one who did not do my job properly causing them to make the mistake!

I was freaking "du lan"! Pls exhibit some kind of diligent lah, my goodness sake. As an engineer who has worked 4.5 years, dont you know how to check the status and do the necessary task? Must I write every single bit of shit for you? If I write "pls shit after at 3o'clock sharp and after shitting, use the shit and smear on your face", will you also do that? What a pea-brain!

Also, she always join in my other male colleagues to say I am fat. My male colleagues meant it as a joke although yes I put on some weight but she did not make it sound like a joke. .. and she is like 10kg heavier than me and yet she still dare to say I am fat!? Bloody piece of lard!

Suddenly after talking to Superboy, I have less to say. She is just an incapable person who only knows how to open her mouth and complain and tell takes behind one's back. F#$& you! No way! How to f&%$ someone who look like that? *puke*

Home Sweet Home!

Not been blogging since I returned from Italy. To sum up the 2+ months I been back - one sentence, I love to be back! I can go anywhere in my car and dont have to ask 6 person before finalising where to go for dinner, what time to go for dinner and what not. I can now eat whatever I want to eat and not live with some arses who must have a healthy meal every night. Cannot stand some of them really... live a short while in a foreign land still expect everything to be like home. WTF!

Anyway, was glad that I am finally back to my work station. Feel useful and important at last and not hanging out at the vending machines and sneakily logging on to the internet. This is the first time I feel tired of not having anything to do. 2 months gone by and I was vrey happy at work though at times can get rather busy... UNTIL yesterday when this bloody mother fucker came into the picture. It was difficult to explain here what the bloody fucking thing he did but he offended me big time. Highly possible that I keyed something into the system which made him get a scolding from his boss. Professionalism he ain't got any, hence he snubbed me back in this system, which if I dont key in to look, I will not know what he did. He is sneaky, smelly piece of shit! I want to curse him, curse that he fall into a pile of dog shit, facedown and his car gets spray paint with the word "fucking CB" across his bonnet, hope that the earthquake will engulf him into the ground and never to have this piece of junk straying in the streets ever again. Any good fairy godmother wants to help me with my wish? I shall repay her back when I am back from Bangkok next week.

P.S: I am going Bangkok tomorrow! Yippee! =)

Madrid (16 Dec 2006 - 17 Dec 2006)

The decision for the last place of travel for my stay in Italy has got to be something either not so common or exotic. We had narrowed down to Prague, Athens and Madrid. The better air ticket for Prague required us to depart from Bergamo and return from Malpensa and this is impossible since we need to park our car at the airport. As for Athens, we do not have enough time to plan and time may not be enough. But Athen is damn cheap can? Only about 35 euro! We don't want to go Barcelona cos everyone from Singapore coming to this training was visiting that place. Moreover, Madrid is the capital of Spain so that gives it another better reason to go.

We arrived in Madrid at night. Their metro stations and trains are one of the cleanest we ever seen in Europe. Took the metro to our lodging place near Plazza Sol, one of the most crowded place in Madrid it seems. The place is as infested with people as Orchard Road during the New Year countdown. We slowly squeeze our way to our hostel which is like just beside a Starbucks and in the midst of all the crowd. Our hostel room is just enough to fit 3 double-deck beds and there is barely enough space for the 6 of us to manoeuvre around, but there is an attached bathroom which is of a reasonable a size and clean (most important!).

The next day, we made our way to Plazza Mayor and there is a small X'mas market selling mostly X'mas decors. I miss the fanciful X'mas market in Innsbruck... Then we went to the Madrid Royal Palace. This is the first time that a palace/castle is readily available for visit despite so many we came across during our travel. We joined one of the guided tour at 5 euro. We learnt that one of the king actually made his queen bore him 24 children and due to complications, the Queen died at a early age of 30+. 24 children!!!! My god! But at least those ang-mo kings seems more faithful. Not like that Chinese kings who has a concubine palace of 3000 wives! Does that means he'd had sex at least 3000 times before? Who on earth can reach that number! Does Guinness Book of Record has the name of the person who has the most number of sex partners? Bet it must be a Chinese king! The tour was about 2-3 hours, walking through the heavily decorated rooms and explaining to us what room was it. Amazing thing is the Spainish king and queen have separate rooms. There is a room especially for the Queen. We saw some porcelain plates and cups there and the guide told us it was given by China when it was still under the Emperor's ruling.

We planned to make this trip a relaxing one... that is no places that must be covered, no need to strictly follow itinery. We went to the Madrid Garden next. Heard from one of my friend that "San Mao" wrote a famous short story and one of the setting was in Madrid Garden. The garden is indeed big with a small lake in the center where families row around in small rented boats. The garden reminds me of the many gardens I visited while in Melbourne.

Some of Spain most famous for are bull-fighting and tap dancing. We went to this bull-fighting arena and it was big. It looks something like the Colosseum in Rome. Was a pity the bull-fighting season is over, but we tour and learn more from the guided tour nevertheless. When the bull-fighters (called metadors) met with a mishap and died during a performance, he will be taken to this small room and his family can collect his body there. And before a matador goes for his performance, he will pray in silent at a small chapel in the arena. All this makes this bull-fighting thing so scary. But it is a classic experience to be inside the bull-fighting arena, one of the most famous in the world.