ALL WORK AND NO PLAY MAKES JOHNNY A DULL BOY

tHERE iS A hIDDEN mESSAGE iN tHE fOLLOWING tEXT. tHE fOLLOWING wAS nOT mEANT tO iRRITATE aNY oF mY fRIENDS. i dID nOT mEAN tO bLUR yOUR vISION oR nEITHER aM i gOING cRAZY. iTS jUST a sMALL gAME tO eNTERTAIN eVERYONE. iF yOU hAVE tHE aNSWER pLEASE dO nOT pOST iT hERE. yOU wILL kNOW wHAT tO dO!!! sO hAVE fUN. i hAVE eDITED THE dETAILS fROM mY pREVIOUS pOST tO mAKE tHINGS sIMPLER. fURTHERMORE i aDDED sOME cLUES.
cLUES aRE aS fOLLOWS........

eDWIN: yES i dID wATCHED THE mOVIE "SHINING". yoU aRE cORRECT tO sAY tHAT tHIS iNSPIRATION cAME fROM tHE mOVIE bUT i aM nOT gOING nUTS.

aUDREY: gOOD tRY. bUT oNLY iF lIFE wAS tHAT sIMPLE. wHAT iF lIFE wAS eVEN sIMPLER.

bOSS: i rEALLY hAVE tOO mUCH tHINGS tO dO. bUT tHAT pART wAS jUST mEANT aS a dECOY. pLEASE dO NOT tAKE iT fOR rEAL.

lINDA: i AM sURE yOU cAN dO bETTER tHAN tHAT.

iVAN: pLEASE dONT gO cRAZY oVER tHIS iTS nOT wORTH iT. i aM nOT wORTH iT.

gRACE: yES yES yES tHERE iS a hIDDEN mESSAGE iN tHE fOLLOWING tEXT. i sWEAR uPON mY tESTICLES iF tHERE wASN'T aNY, i wILL pERSONALLY pLACE mY tESTICLES oN a pLATE fOR yOU tO eNJOY.



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Scientific Equations with Sexual Explanation

Warning!!! Only for the mature readers!!!!

Albert Einstein Enery Equation:

E = mc²

Erotic = Must Cum Twice

- Johnny Kwek -

Newton's First Law of Motion:

I. Every object in a state of uniform motion tends to remain in that state of motion unless an external force is applied to it.

One does not get aroused or sexually excited unless an external party starts to lap dance, caress all over, start removing clothes, push you onto bed or start licking your ears.
- Johnny Kwek -

Newton's Second Law of Motion:

II. The relationship between an object's mass m, its acceleration a, and the applied force F is F = ma. Acceleration and force are vectors in this law the direction of the force vector is the same as the direction of the acceleration vector.

The relationship of the orgasm is directly affected by the force. Acceleration and the force combined would give extreme 'ahhhhhh oooooooooo yeshhhhhhhhhh'. The direction of the force must be the same as the direction of the acceleration if not, you will miss and it will hurt the ass unless your principle of F = MA ====> FUN = MUST ANAL!!
- Johnny Kwek -

Newton's Third Law of Motion:

III. For every action there is an equal and opposite reaction.

Opposites attract. It takes two hands to clap. If you could bed that girl, I am sure that girl is willing to let you bed her. If not, that will be Rape and it will violate the Third Law Of Motion.

For every thrust that you make, you will give an 'ooooooooooo'. And for the same action, she will react with an 'aaaaaaaaaaaaaa'. So that explains the equal and opposite reaction.
- Johnny Kwek -

NTU Lecturer - A must Watch!!!!

I REMEMBER THE DAYS WHEN I AM BACK IN SCHOOL WHERE THE LESSONS ARE BORING AND THEY MAKE US SIT ON A STOOL. LIFE WAS LIKE A WHIRLPOOL AND ALL WE NEED TO DO WAS TO BE COOL, WE USED TO CHILL BY THE POOL BUT WE BEHAVE LIKE A GHOUL. IF YOU HAPPEN TO THINK THAT YOUR TEACHER WAS A FOOL, CHECK THIS OUT AND YOU WILL LAUGH TILL YOU DROOL. - JOHNNY KWEK -

Cheers Beer Commercial

A must watch, sponsored by Cheers Beer Company.

Sometimes when we focus too much on the bigger things in life, we neglect the smaller pleasure life gives us. - Johnny Kwek-

The Rude Singaporean

Singaporeans can’t seem to fail to disappoint me. Here is a little scenario that happened to me last night that brings out the unruliness of Singaporeans.

I had just finished watching “The Departed” at GV Marina and I was happily making my way to the taxi area. Being such a nice boy, me and Janet queued up and patiently waited for a Taxi. Suddenly, from the corner of my eye, we spotted an IDIOT COUPLE strolling past to two meters in front of us and hailed for a cab. Queuing Quadruple Friends in front of me started walking and they landed two meters in front of the idiot couple. So now we have queuing friends four meters away from us, IDIOT COUPLE two meters away from us. A taxi came and the queuing friends got on the taxi. A couple of minutes later, a taxi came.

Scenario 1

IDIOT COUPLE stopped the taxi and I slowly crept up to the couple. I said “No problem, we will wait for the next taxi. I am sure you must have something urgent. So get along and go do your stuff. Sweet dreams and good night.”
IDIOT COUPLE could be feeling extremely guilty or feeling extremely satisfied as they got their taxi earlier so that they could start humping earlier back at home and make aliens tonight.

Scenario 2

IDIOT COUPLE stopped the taxi and I amble up to the couple. I said “I believe I was here first so could you please follow the queue and patiently wait for the next taxi?”
IDIOT COUPLE could either go with “I am so sorry, please go ahead” or they could go with the “Go fuck yourself!” Suppose the earlier option, will lead to me reaching home first and the later, IDIOT COUPLE in the hospital.

Scenario 3

IDIOT COUPLE stopped the taxi and I yelled at the couple. I said “Hello!!! Excuse me!!!! I would think that I was here first.” I flick a cigarette across the face of the couple and I got onto the cab. Just before closing the door, I mumbled “Go fuck yourself. You mother fucker.”
IDIOT COUPLE would feel damn insulted and pretty offended by the attitude received by a fellow Singaporean but still choose to continue to hijack taxis from nice people queuing at the taxi stand, hoping that the next person in line would not screw him up for cutting the queue.

Scenario 4

IDIOT COUPLE stopped the taxi and I hurled at the couple. I said “KA-NI-NE, you @#$%^&*(!@#$%^&*(, you must have been from RI, as you were not taught to queue. Where are your freaking manners? I guess you must have kept it in your mother’s pussy.” I flick a cigarette onto the dress of the IDIOT LADY and it starts to burn. I spat onto the IDIOT GUY’S eyes in the attempt to blind him. Just before closing the door, I shouted “Go fuck an Indian, you Indian Cock-Sucker!!!”
IDIOT COUPLE in a state of shock and they are speechless and I am HAPPY!!!

For the word “unruly”, from dictionary.com it goes as so.
Adjective - not submissive or conforming to rule
Synonyms - disobedient, unmanageable, uncontrollable, stubborn, disorderly, riotous. Unruly, intractable, recalcitrant, refractory describes persons or things that resist management or control. Unruly suggests persistently disorderly behavior or character in persons or things: an unruly child, peevish and willful; wild, unruly hair. Intractable suggests in persons a determined resistance to all attempts to guide or direct them, in things a refusal to respond to attempts to shape, improve, or modify them: an intractable social rebel; a seemingly intractable problem in logistics. recalcitrant and refractory imply not only a lack of submissiveness but also an open, often violent, rebellion against authority or direction. Recalcitrant, the stronger of the two terms, suggests a stubborn and absolute noncompliance: a recalcitrant person, openly contemptuous of all authority. Refractory implies active, mulish disobedience, but leaves open the possibility of eventual compliance: refractory students, resisting efforts to interest them in their studies.

I have disappointed my friends my parents and my girlfriend. I believe that for every action there would be an equal and opposite reaction and that was why I was ignited and behave terribly. I am so sorry for behaving so unruly towards strangers. I am sorry that I have injected fear in your heart. I promise that I will try to change to be a better Singaporean and be nice to all sick-idiotic-withballssosmalltillfuckfourhoursstillcannotcum-incompetent-uncultured fools.

The Wrath of a Wife

What else can I say, the picture says everything.

My First Salsa Festival

I understand all the local salseros and salseras are now blogging about the Singapore Salsa Festival 2006 that happened last weekend. Being a compulsive salsa addict I guess I have to at least crap about it a little. So here goes.

Shiok!!!

I am done. Thank you.

Well, probably a little more. As the name implies, it is an International Salsa Festival, so given such an opportunity, I will need to grab it and grab it well to dance with all the salsaras all over the world.

I have danced with some Ang moh dunno from which ever country or county they belong to? I salsa with Indians, Americans, Malaysians, Thai, Indonesians but damn it I could not find any Hongkies. Do you expect me to go up to a lady and ask "Are you from Hong kong? If yes, lets party. If not, I am so sorry, I am on the lookout for hongkies. Will you be so kind as to inform me if you happen to see ladies from hong kong who salsa? Thank you!" Damn it, these hong kong people are doing too much of those Shinobi actions to hide themselves.

I cowered at the attempt to ask Susanna or Edie or any of the famous instructors to dance. Well probably next year I guessed when I have summoned enough courage to not to embarass myself. Damn it, I saw this William Hung look-a-like dancing with Susanna and I personally think he is good. Have to start looking at William's Music Video of "She Bangs" from now on.

Next was the Singapore big thing. We conquered the World's Largest Rueda Circle with 176 couples. On top of that, we hold the record for the most number of calls and furthermore, we hold the record for the longest time in a Rueda Circle. Damn.... I mean our local PM should start talking about this on the next national day rally.

The next few pictures have been altered due to their ugliness. I do understand that thousands have been using their favourite cameras or camera phones or whatever kind of media to snap up some really memorable pictures for everyone. But damn the photographers if their hand shook really bad and the shutter speed is really slow. From my friends, I found two pictures of myself uploaded in some forum but damn...... both of my pictures were so so so so so damn ugly!!!

!@#$%^&*()_!@#$%^&*()_@#$%^&*()

And furthermore, both shots of me were taken when my eyes were closed. Although my eyes are not the prettiest part of my face but cmon give them a chance to shine. But anyway, after some extreme makeover, I have decided to put them here on my blog. Behold the LBS (Legendary Blind Salsero)

And as usual, I would love to entertain myself by making some lame jokes on my very good friends.

Hey hey, and there goes my long and short on my virgin salsa festival. And lastly, to all the salseros and salseras out there, below a quote from myself to a friend and I would love to quote it to the world.

I seriously think everyone out there are great dancers. Do not put too much pressure on each other or on yourself. Have fun and smile more. For social dancers at least, to enjoy and feel the music is of most importance. Relax, keep it cool. Everyone should be dancing like as per when we were just beginners enjoying the fun the excitement of a new move or a new partner. Go ahead and enjoy it.

The Momma's Boy

I am not feeling too well now. The bloody murderer SGB7733A got me real bad. I guess the tyre marks were still over my new furnished coat I got at “Doggy Pawz”. As I am lying restlessly on my bed, I think about my life and I smiled.

My momma is a sexy little bitch; she adopted me when I was two. Some times they will call me Justin, and other times, they will call me Naughty. C’mon, make up your mind. But as long as there is food, they can call me whatever they like. My momma is a 21 year old full grown sexy-salivating-attractive-gorgeous-beautiful woman. I used to love doing the right turns together with her when she practices her salsa moves.

I don’t really remember what my original parents look like but my momma always tell her friends that my dad was a “Labrador Retriever” and my mum a “Shiba Inus” so I guess I got mixed really well and I think I am a “Labrainus”.

I remember when my momma took me to my first puppy class. I was so scared at first to go in, but then I found the most beautiful silver Maltese bitch. I am telling you, she is so pretty, she made my heart beat real fast. I wish I could have played with her if you know what I mean, but all the mommas and pappas made their kids sit and lay down while this lady talked and talked and talked. I yawned loudly at her to show how boring she was but instead I was screwed by momma for being a bad boy.

I guess life was pretty nice being a pet. When I am hungry i will go “WOOF”. When I need to pee, I go “WOOF”. When I need to shit I go “WOOF”. When I needed attention, I go “WOOF”. When I am angry, I go and destroy their slippers. I mean that was easy.

My momma had been really nice to me as she had never hit me before and she has always been generous with me on dog bites. Love the OREO company for coming up with OREO dog food.

Sometimes I would stare at my momma and her group of friends whenever they go crazy when they see me. All of them would start going “Come here, come here, you sweet little thing”. Damn you humans, firstly, I am not a thing and secondly, I am not Smith from the matrix, I cannot go **Poof** and there you are, 25 of me appearing in front of everyone. You will have to queue!! It will be your turn soon.

I am a nasty horny little dog. Actually I am not that little. I used to hump at Uncle Johnny’s leg all the time and he never stops me. Guess my momma should have gotten me a bitch instead of me getting all paranoid and homophobic.

Humans are quite pathetic as they need us to pamper them. Behave extremely cute and you could easiliy see that smile flash across their faces. Why do humans make a big deal when a doggie passes gas, but when they do it...they want us to come and smell it.

Momma got this brand new computer two months ago. and it died on her last week. boy was she mad. She even said words that dogs are not suppose to hear. I went up to her and gave her my famous Elvis Presley lap dance and shortly she was happy again.

Okay, now to end it all, my life as a man’s best friend had been pretty good. With the love of my sexy little bitch and all the nasty treaties that I have been getting. Even if I really had to go now and be Saint Peter’s pet, I have no regrets. But if given a choice, I would still rather be my momma’s boy.

And before I go, my last note to my momma. I loved you before and I will love you forever.

Author
Johnny Kwek

Dedicated to Karen and her Dog.

The Diary of a Kept Woman

This story is totally fictional and if it happens to you, it’s a mere coincidence.

SUNDAY SEPTEMBER 24
I just got fucked. Me lying in bed holding my cigarette in my fingers, I took a puff and exhaled. I needed that cigarette not to enjoy the after-sex but to forget. I believe I could get an orgasm more easily from a salsa dance on the dance floor as compared to the humping action from what I just received. I mean it’s incredible, to exaggerate it, I can simply say that I can have my Linguini Mariana while he screws me. The feeling is and will be the same. How long did it last? Have you ever farted? Yup, it takes relatively the same time for him to finish. He is coming out of the shower now, will carry on tomorrow.

MONDAY SEPTEMBER 25
Where was I? I remember now, the Linguini Mariana. How weird it gets sometimes when I try to entertain myself in my diary.

I hate these fucking cigarettes. They stink and they smell so bad that it would repel every other nice guy that I meet. Damn these smelly dickheads. But…….. They are my best friends when I needed peace and tranquility to unleash myself. Too much coke and weed is bad for my health and it gets into my spinning techniques. Once tried taking weed prior to dancing on the dance floor. My body was spinning and my head was spinning. Both of these do not work together. From then, I have decided to choose the healthier option of stuffing myself in the haze of the cigarettes.

TUESDAY SEPTEMBER 26
I received a call from my sister today. She is turning 21 soon. She is slowly transforming into a very beautiful woman. Hope she will not grow up to be like me.

FRIDAY SEPTEMBER 29
I cried today because they made me remember stuffs. I remember learning ballet just like them when I was 6. So carefree and innocent back then where all I had to do is to listen to your parents and do what they told you. It’s that simple back then. Things were not as simple now. They got me my favorite cake “Chocolate Obsession” and they sang me a birthday song. This was the best birthday ever. Till I got home, he is there, once again, I see him everyday since my 19th birthday. He is still there. I wish he was dead.

MONDAY OCTOBER 2
“You are doing it wrong!!!” I woke up in sweat, remembering his voice, that threatening voice ringing in my head. I have been with him for the last 3 years already and still his voice haunts me in my sleep at night.

TUESDAY OCTOBER 3
My dog just died. I named my dog after him so that they share the same name. Although when he is around I will call my dog “Naughty”. It was his choice. But when he is not around, I will call him “Justin”. Justin, I pray to God that you will have a good life after this.

THURSDAY OCTOBER 5
I met up with my good friend today. He is tremendously sweet as he remembered that it was my birthday and celebrated with me. I received a dozen of roses and a small peck on the cheek. Thanks Johnny for being my friend. He was the only male friend that I have that was sincerely nice to me as compared to that dog I have at home.

SATURDAY OCTOBER 7
I have an upcoming performance this Saturday for the Singapore Salsa Festival and no doubt about it, my partner would be him. If given a choice I hope he messed up but if that was the case, I will look bad and it will not reflect well on me. So still hopes everything goes ideally as planned.

FRIDAY OCTOBER 13
Once again I woke up in sweat. I remembered again things I wished I would never ever remember. I vividly remember his dirty hands on me on my 19th birthday. My life tarnished, ruined by one man to satisfy his lust or his desire on me. He was my teacher, my friend. But after that incident, he was my enemy, a man-turned-beast, a pervert, a father. My child who had never got the chance to see the world was let go just because of this man’s selfishness. I could have sued him but he was my teacher and he did promise to take good care of me. In which I would boldly say that he did a good job out of it. He made me the co-owner of his salsa company and lavishes presents and cold hard cash on me. If not for him, I am not sure if my sister could pull through college or whether my dad could recover from his stroke incident that happened last year. For these, I am grateful. I am with him because of his money and also being grateful for all the years of salsa that he has taught me together with the amount of sponsoring for overseas salsa courses. With a pinch of pity as he is already 47 and he is a nice guy but I do not love him. I swear to god if not for that incident on my birthday, to the hell with him and I wonder sometimes what my life would be like if he was not in the picture. How ironical that today is Friday the 13th and I have to remember stuffs like this. Life sucks!

SATURDAY OCTOBER 14
Today is the performance and we have practiced the same set of choreographed moves for like a month already. Today will be the time to announce to the world what Ellen is all about. I hate those eyes. Those despicable eyes looking at us with the look of scrutiny, it made us look like as if I was an alien from another planet. I admit to the world that I am 22 and he is 47 and we are a couple. He loves me and I love him although not in the same way but yes to the hell with it, we are a couple. Who are you to judge us? Do you have the slightest idea of the story behind my life? Go fuck yourself!!!

SUNDAY OCTOBER 15
Last night was a great performance, the applause, the audience, they were great and it made me felt good. All these years of hard work was not put to waste. I remember going to LA to pursue salsa which I had never regret and I will continue to put in more hard work from now.

MONDAY OCTOBER 16
Today is my sister’s birthday. Wished her happy birthday over the phone and I received news that Lestat is getting married. I am thrilled as Lestat just recovered from his tumor operation a couple of years ago and now he is getting married, I am ecstatic. I am proud of him for going against his fear and standing up once again, embrace the world and living a life that he should be fully entitled to.

TUESDAY OCTOBER 17
I woke up with a message on my mobile.
“Hey sweetie, I am getting married soon. Hope you could be here. Remember how you asked me to fly, I flew, I found and I conquered. I will now repeat what you said to me before. It’s about time you fly!!”

I looked at the cold wall right in front of me. I looked at the man sleeping next to me. Can I fly? Can I forsake what I have achieved all these years and learn to let go? Am I able to craft a career by myself without the help of this man? I arched over for my cigarette. Who said that cigarette is only harmful to the body.

Author
Johnny Kwek

Rejuvenated!!

After a 3 day 2 nights salsa fest, although I am finally back to my office in Shenton Way, my feet are still doing the 8 beat shine and my shoulders isolating from the music to Romantico. It had been a great weekend. I am very tired, physically from all the courses from various excellent instructors all around the world and mentally tired, from eyeing all the sumptuous salsa babes from all over the world. I will not blabber more at the moment cos I will need to rearrange and organise all the pictures and details someother time so just a quick glimpse of what I did the last 3 super fun-thrilling-romatic-sexy-exhilarating-electrifying-entertaining-pleasurable nights.

I am happy also because I have gathered new inspiration on my new article. For everyone out there, the title for the new article will be called.

The Story of a Kept Woman

So let me gather my thoughts and hopefully I will be able to write a good one out of this.

P/S: We broke the Guiness Book Record for the World's Biggest Rueda Circle. Hooray!!!

Oh! Mikey!

The story of a three-mannequin American family who has moved to Japan, welcome to the bizarre world of OH! Mikey. First shown on late-night Japanese television called "Vermillion Pleasure Night", this show has spawned a complete DVD collection of its own. Fashionably hip and gut-splitting funny, the Fuccon Family and their circle of friends and acquaintances won't fail to entertain. Once you see The Fuccon Family, you'll love them.

Frankly, I got hell scared when i watched this as I have Pediophobia which means that I am afraid of Dolls but these mannequin gave a shiver down my spine. Especially when they start doing the "HAHAHAHAHAHAHA" together. They are evil, probably the doings of an Evil Japanese Cult to brain-wash the planet. Beware and behold "OH! Mikey!!"

The 6th C - Compassion

On the day of my medical leave, I yet read another article that I would love to share. I totally agree with the writer that Singaporeans need compassion.
Here is a list of things that I hate about the attitude of our fellow Singaporeans.
1. Hate it when they refuse to move to the back of the bus which will jam up the boarding area.
2. Hate the flock of pushers who force their way into the trains.
3. Hate the people who would push and ruffle their way among the crowds just to be the first in queue for the big sale.

How many a times I have seen that there is no compassion amongst our Singaporeans. What is the possibility that a man fainted in the middle of the road jammed with millions of people and none would stop and pick him up.

Like the little child that fell off the escalator, I can picture the scenario that people would just stare and watch looking at the poor child tumbling down the escalator thinking that they must be making a movie. I shall not bother.

It did happen to me some nice and not nice events. You know those elderly selling tissues all around Singapore? I would usually buy tissues from these people and my trend is that I will give them a 2 dollar bill but just taking one packet of tissue. The market rate is 1 dollar for 3 packets I think. So there was this day this Chinese New Year, I saw this old lady at Somerset MRT selling tissue. So base on my normal routine, I walked up and handed the lady a 2 dollar bill and requested for a packet of tissue and she told me the tissue that she is selling is 3 dollars a pack. OMG!!! She is out to cheat on me. But anyway I gave her an additional dollar and left leaving myself disgusted and unpleased.
I hurt my back last year and it was so bad that I could not even sit properly on the train. When my stop arrives, I had difficulty getting up and this lady quickly walked up to me and offered to help me up. I was so touched. She escorted me out from my seat and out of the train. The train left even though the stop was not hers. She waited for the next one.

I saw this lady having difficulty breathing at Suntec Convention Hall last Saturday. She was panting real hard and lying next to a pillar. There were millions of passerby but no one stopped and helped. I approach her together with the security officer. She said she was okay and shortly after she got on the cab. Bless the lady; hope she is safe and sound.

The morale of the story, take a short break from your life and enjoy the surroundings. Make a contribution. Put yourself in other people shoes and see what you can do to others and stop complaining about what others do to you. Should we curse the nature to say that roses have thorns or should we thank God that thorns come with roses?

Take a minute and read this.
A man was walking down a deserted Mexican beach at sunset. As he walked along he began to see another man in the distance.
As he grew nearer he noticed that the local native kept leaning down, picking something up, and throwing it out into the water. Time and again he kept hurling things out into the ocean.
As our friend approached even closer he noticed that the man was picking up starfish that had washed up onto the beach, and one at a time, he was throwing them back into the ocean.
The first man was puzzled. He approached the man and said, "Good Evening Friend, I was wondering what are you doing?" And he replied, "I'm throwing these starfish back into the ocean. You see its low tide right now and all these starfish have been washed up onto the shore. If I don't throw them back into the sea, they will die from the lack of oxygen."
"I understand," my friend replied "but there must be thousands of starfish on this beach and you couldn't possibly get to all of them. There are simply too many and don't you realize that this is happening on hundreds of beaches up and down this coast ... can't you see that that you can't possibly make a difference?
The local native smiled, bent down, picked up yet another starfish ... and as he threw it back out into the sea, he replied, "It made a difference to that one!"
You may feel like you cannot make a difference in the world today, but you CAN make a difference in one life at a time.

Confessions of an Almost Virgin

Well I guess I should be excited as I am heading for my first international salsa festival, but I am not. Why? Coz the amount of work from my job is piling up on me and I have to work on Saturday. I can feel the burden on my shoulders. I was working till 7am in the morning yesterday and damn it, I am freaking tired now. I took a deep breath to recollect my thoughts and try to inspire myself for a creative blog entry. I can’t do it. I tried squeezing my butt to make it better. Nope it did not work. But anyway, I am also working tonight starting from 11pm. How worse can it get?

It is a sucky Thursday. I woke up in cold sweat because I was looking at the time when my phone rang and it is 1230pm. Damn I am late for work. Wait a minute; I remembered reaching home at 7am this morning. I picked up the call and it was my client. Spoke for a little while and I guess I should be on my way to work now. I picked up my restless body and got dressed.

Damn it. It was my boss birthday. My director asked me to get a birthday cake and I forgot. I rushed to Polar as it was the nearest cake shop from me and I got a Nutella Choc Cake.
Well it was quite lame as there were only 3 of us in the office, my boss, my director and me. But anyway to complete the whole event, I got the cake and I only used one candle. How smart can I be!!! This is not sucking up. This is to use your brain. I sang a birthday song alone and that was quite stupid.

On the left is my director Michele and my boss on the right Geradline. Happy Birthday Boss.
The cake was not bad and also at an affordable price. It was good and I liked it but still no way compared to my favorite cake from Four Leaves

Chocolate Obsession

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The following pictures may look a bit creepy and yet so astounding to me. Check it out and see for yourself.




And lastly, I would like to introduce the prettiest picture of the month.




Will be back for more blogging after my salsa feast. Tata!!!

Union Square Babes 2006

I was on medical leave yesterday and being such a nerd, I was going through the Newpaper yesterday alone at home. There was this article on the NewPaper New Face 2006. And blind me, there are thousands of ladies that I know that are much better looking than them in every aspect. Please understand that this is a personal opinion and no harm was meant intentional. Crossing my fingers that the NewPaper would not sue me for this. Before I get started, lets take a look at the candidates.

Cmon look at it. Well, leave the opinion to yourself. And now let me introduce our union square babes. I put in a lot of effort to make every one look good and I made more effort to choose the best picture. I am really sorry to those that I left out. Its just that my screen is so pathetically small and I just cant squeeze everyone inside. In fact you are beautiful too. So now lets check out our union square babes of the year.

Peronal stats not included just in case they get stalked and I will start blaming myself for leaking out their secrets. Check out the quality of union square!!!
P/S: There is one lady in the candidates that does not salsa. Try to identify her. Correct answer gets a prize. Hint: It is not Mary!!!

Only on massive demand maybe I will create a Union Square Hunkies of the year.

Indulgz

I came upon this bistro that I will have to share with everyone out there. On their food and deco and their excellent customer service.

Firstly, lets check out the deco of the house.

Internal Deco

Nice right??? It gives a very romantic yet smoothing feel to the whole meal.

Drinks

Next our drinks were served to our table and I forgot to take a picture of my white wine. Damn it.
Check out their sky juice. Contained in a very cute bottle which brings out a pinch of class and elegance.
This is what Janet had. Lychee Indulgence!!! Made from a base of red wine and Lychee Liquor. Brings a strong resemblance to Lychee Matini but not as sweet and fulfills a lust of a bitter taste for the red wine drinkers.
Recommendations: ****.

The Main Course

And now lets bring on the main course. Keep those drooling saliva off your Monitor.

First will start with our Appetizer.

Deep-fried Camembert Cheese with Berry Compote
Golden brown Camembert triangles, served with homemade mixed berry compote. Cheese lovers would never want to miss this! An excellent accompaniment with wine
Recommendations: *** (Although excellent for cheese lovers but I am still a blue cheese supporter)


Butterfish Steak
A Hawaiian fish with a chewy texture, creamy taste and a sweetness that is unique to only itself. Served with Mesclun, truffled hand-mashed potatoes & mango salsa. A very healthy butterfish for the diet freaks like me as it is cooked from the natural oil from the fish itself.
[Johnny] What would you recommend for me?
[Cute Waitress] I would recommend the house special of Butter Fish sir.
[Johnny] Butter Fish!!!! But I am on a diet!!! Too much butter is not good you know. Could you ask your chef to cut down on the butter?
[Cute Waitress] I am so sorry sir, the name of the fish is called "Butterfish", especially imported from Hawaii. No additional oil would be introduced except from the natural oil in the fish. Excellent for people on diet. I think it will be great for you.
[Johnny] Er.... oops sorry. Based on your sweet voice and your translucent white dress, you know that even if the fish is soaked in oil, I will still get it right?

Recommendations: *****.

Linguini Mariana
Linguini tossed in a rich tomato based sauce, stir fried with the freshest sautéed squid, tiger prawns, mussels and black olives. A very generous plate of Linguini and never stingy on the ingredients.
Recommendations: ****.

The People

This would be Janet
And this would be me
Me and the lady boss. Christin, you owe me big time if my friends starts supporting you via my blog.

Location:
9 Tan Quee Lan Street, #01-01
Tan Quee Lan Suite
Singapore 188098

Reservation/functions:
Tel: 6238 7032
Fax: 6238 6267
mail: enquiry@indulgz.com

WebSite:
www.indulgz.com

Things to look out for:
This bistro liased with mating agencies. My girlfriend corrected me to say they liased with dating agencies for the single hearted. Well mating, dating, its the same. Dun throw me the tomato(American) tomato(British) thing. But anyway, couples were arranged by dating companies to meet up for dinner. So farnie. I was so anxiously waiting to see if the ladies were pretty or whether the guys were cute. So poor thing this guy waited at least half an hour for this lady which turned up to be not bad. But that poor guy looks on the face so poor thing when he was waiting alone. The urge for me to approach him to talk to him was there but was held back by Janet as not to be a busy body. But anyway the fun of seeing strangers date for the first time, priceless.

Check out my ASS!!!

Hey folks, I apologize for not updating my blog for the last 3 days 12 minutes and 36 seconds from now. I was hit with fever and had to rest at home. Probably the fog that interrupted my moon viewing session also affected my health. Damn the indonesia forest burning!!!

A couple of thank you and sorry you notes that I have to speak to the public.
Thanks Jae and Weitai for calling to see if I am dead. Yes Yes I am so not dead and will be back to kicking your asses again. You guys know that I miss you guys too...

Sorry to my Salsa mates for not attending practice on Monday coz I wanted to recuperate fast enough so that I could make the best out of it for this coming Friday Salsa Fest.

To all my school mates, sorry for not doing much to our school blog as I am so HOT. Get it get it, Fever, HOT. Hahaha. This is called Perceptive Reality which in layman terms, Self Entertaining.

To all my msn friends, sorry for not saying any punch line to brighten up your day.

Lastly, all you @#$%^&*()_@#$%^&*, all never call me or msg me to see if I am okay. You !@#$%^&*()_!@#$%^&*(). Now I am happy.

A few pictures of my bodypart. Check it out and guess which one is my ass. ??

Picture A

Picture B

Picture C

Lindsay versus Rachael

Before I proceed to my blog entry, I shall thank the sponsors for an excellent night of bites and booze.



Congrats to Hocks and William on their promotion.

Next stop was union square to celebrate my buddy's birthday.



Happy Birthday Jianping!!!









I apologize that a bulk of the photos have been removed because of my trembling fingers due to the overhaul at Brewerkz.

And now I shall proceed with the blog title.