A few days back, I wore one of those XL T-shirts that I have. To my horror it's less loose than usual.

So I checked my weight but to my surprise it's still only 70 kg.

Then the plot thickens and the mystery deepens. I tried out those pull-up bars near my house. Because I wanted to prepare myself and make myself muscular for NS.

I could do 4 pull-ups. Before that I could only do 1/2 a pull-up. I don't think this happened by chance. Oh my god this is a miracle. This was definitely destined to happen to inspire me to greater results.

As to how I could have increased my results by more than 100%, it must have been the pig liver my Ah Ma has been cooking for me. Pig liver is my favourite. But I like the intestine and kidney too.

I hope my inspirational story will seek to inspire those who can't even do 1 pull-up. You can do it. I know you can. You just have to believe in yourself and practise on any chance you get.

Posted by TheLast at 12:06 AM

It's not a bad movie. Not with Bryan Singer at helm. But for me it could have been better.

Brandon Routh (I heard Routh is pronounced as 'South') is definitely Superman. Kate Bosworth is definitely Lois Lane. Kevin Spacey is the sadistic Lex Luther Lex Luthor. Cyclops (James Mardsen) is the boy who sadly, has to wear the green hat. The characters are all good, but some were underused.

The movie is more character-driven, which is quite unexpected. And it's more of a love story.

The one and only truly memorable scene is the one between Lex Luthor and Superman. Everything was like at the top of the graph, and then suddenly it freefalls to the bottom. I watched that scene with my jaw half-opened.

At 2 hours 30 minutes and more, it feels just right. But the pacing at some parts were rushed. Some were slow but it's those good kind of slow.

Ultimately, Superman Returns is unfulfiling. It almost grabs you but it didn't. However, it definitely sets up for a better sequel. Superman Returns is still one of the better movies and is one that is not to be missed.

Posted by TheLast at 6:49 AM

Of late, I was out of a sudden very interested in Indonesia's TV programmes. So I tried to watch them on the Plasma TV. Alas, it couldn't work.

So when all seemed lost and when all seemed gone, I turned to a $200 TV with Alien-Feelers to solve the problem. Of course it worked and I must say that I'm very happy with the Indonesian programmes. After the month is all but long gone, it will be another four years until I can get to enjoy Indonesia TV programmes again. =(

My Father pays $XXX/month for the Plasma TV, but Harvey Norman gave my Father a call and demanded extra charges. They even threatened to increase the charges if my Father don't pay up early.

Recently, Harvey Norman even banned the sales of CRT TVs with Alien-Feelers so that the people will be forced to buy Plasma TVs! They even dare to put up notices everywhere in Singapore, and also tell you not to do anything about it.

At the end, it was an unfancied CRT TV that saved the day.

Posted by TheLast at 10:26 PM

I think being a Taxi boy is an interesting job. Almost everyday after work, my Father always talk to me about any interesting people that he had served.

1) The want-to-act-rich-but-not-rich-teenage-boy:

A boy took 4 girls with him on the taxi. At the end of the journey, he waited for the girls to leave before paying. It turns out that he lacked $0.40. To you it may seem peanuts, but your parents are not taxi boys and girls.

2) Taiwan-drama-wannabe-girls-but-actually-only-Singaporeans:

This 2 girls kept talking about you-love-me-me-love-you stuff on the Taxi. Loudly. My Father said that the two girls are even uglier than his girlfriend. Even though I've never seen those girls, I concur.

3) High-class people not happy with the route my Father takes:

Unreasonable but high-class people debating about routes with a Taxi driver. I say, if you are so high class you should have your own chaffeur. Taking a Taxi just means you are low-class.

4) Look down on by normal cars:

From Honda to Toyota to Mitsubishi Lancer, cars horn at you more. Just because you are Taxi Boy.

But nothing beats this. Something my Father told me yesterday.

He was driving around Bedok, when an Ah-Pek popped out of nowhere in a drunken state. He wasn't wearing any shoes and had blood all over his shirt. My Father, using his Spider-sense, quickly locked all the doors and then wind-down the window.

The following was in Hokkien :

Taxi Boy : Why? Kena whacked?!

Ah Pek : No lah.

Taxi Boy : Go where?

Ah Pek : Geylang Lorong 23. *In a blurry state*

Taxi Boy : Okok come in.

A few minutes after boarding . . .

Ah Pek : Eh, see my left eye here the cut deep or not?

Taxi Boy : No lah. Cannot see properly. But confirm don't need to stitch.

Ah Pek reeked of Alcohol, so my Father asked . . .

Taxi Boy : Eh, you drank is it?

Ah Pek : No lah. I only drank last night.

Upon reaching the destination, the Ah Pek was already asleep. My Father woke him up. The Ah Pek did a bodysearch on himself. Then he said . . .

Ah Pek : Knn! Wallet kena stolen!

Taxi Boy thinks : This time siao liao. Crazy ah pek no money.

Ah Pek : Never mind never mind! I call my friends.

At this pivotal moment, he wind down the window and shouted across the Geylang alley. Two guys came over.

Ah Pek : Pay him the taxi fare.

The two guys then carried him out of the car.

Taxi Boy : Ok liao ah?

The Two Guys : Ok ok thank you thank you.

Wah seh, it turns out that the Ah Pek is a Gangster Boss.

Posted by TheLast at 7:58 AM

I went to Escape Theme Park.

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Second from left is my sister. I think she looks more mature than I am.

Posted by TheLast at 10:04 PM

I realised the existence of a very nice garden near my house. It's at the top of the multi-storey carpark. It must be a great romantic-getaway for couples at night.

Another eart... Krypton-shattering discovery was revealed on The AdvertisementsPaper (TNP) today. I discovered to my horror that Women from age 18 to 100 years old think that Superman is boring and corny. It also seems that they prefer Batman to have nipples on their costume. (Watch Batman & Robin for more Gotham-shattering discovery) Spiderman to kiss them upside down. (Tobey Maguire revealed that he couldn't breathe while doing that scene, but maybe that's because Kirsten Dunst just took his breathe away) And Wolverine who has pants that never comes off despite the great powers of the Phoenix. (This mutant ability was showcased in The Last Stand)

But in the end, maybe Superman isn't really a Superhero after all . . .

An essential characteristic of the superhero mythology is, there's the superhero, and there's the alter ego. Batman is actually Bruce Wayne, Spider-Man is actually Peter Parker. When he wakes up in the morning, he's Peter Parker. He has to put on a costume to become Spider-Man. And it is in that characteristic that Superman stands alone. Superman did not become Superman, Superman was born Superman. When Superman wakes up in the morning, he's Superman. His alter ego is Clark Kent. His outfit with the big red "S", that's the blanket he was wrapped in as a baby when the Kents found him. Those are his clothes. What Kent wears, the glasses, the business suit, that's the costume. That's the costume Superman wears to blend in with us. Clark Kent is how Superman views us. And what are the characteristics of Clark Kent? He's weak, he's unsure of himself... he's a coward. Clark Kent is Superman's critique on the whole human race. Sort of like Beatrix Kiddo and Mrs. Tommy Plympton.


Bill, Kill Bill

Posted by TheLast at 8:54 AM

Video:

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Unfortunately, I completed the game in only 18 minutes due to the kiddy nature of the game.

My Father, reprimanded me for buying such an easy and childish game. He completed it in 49 seconds.

To maximize the usefulness of the game, I gave it to my sister to play, who completed it in 15 minutes. My Ah Ma played it too and completed it in 71 seconds.

Finally, I gave it to a 3 year old boy on the streets, and to my relief he completed it in 3 hours.

Still, nothing beats this one. I started playing it when I was three years old on that grey and sexy Nintendo Entertainment System. And I'm still playing it today, on my big and sexy Nintendo Developers' System.

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You can also view them in Wai Kit's Friendster's Profile.

Posted by TheLast at 5:02 PM

After 8 days of travelling, it's feels really good to be home.

First, the Bangkok trip. There's nothing much to talk about. Except for some pictures and the fact that I bought 10 over brandless T-shirts.

The only quite-branded-but-not-so-branded and cool thing I bought in Thailand was a Germany World Cup 2006 Limited Exclusive Edition Jacket.

The Budget Terminal


The Menu


The Colourful boarding gate


The Arrowplane


The All-Important-Steps


TigerAirways


The Moon moves 5 cm away from the Earth every year


The Digging GunBoy


Tooth Fairy gave him more than a silver lining


The Rooftop At Night


Lomantic Fireworks-Seeing


It's a very Big Ball


Four-Faced Buddha (I asked protection for my family and good friends)


Jossticks


Handless Begging


The Children's Library


The Ice-Cream-Eating-GunBoy


Never-Been-Seen-Before Pepsi Checkers. Not For Sale.


The Jacket


Unfortunately, there are no pictures from the Genting trip. Due to some unexplained phenomenon, I did not get to bring my camera over there. I didn't forget about it, but it's a long story. As they used to say, some things are better left unknown.

Fortunately, I got to convinced Wai Kit's friends (which are my friends now) to let me take pictures with their camera. It was very difficult to be honest. Because I don't look like a boy who knows what he's doing. It was only after some sequence of continous events then did they allow me to use their camera. It's a long story. But as they used to say, some things are better left unknown. If they like me, they might send me the photos I took, so watch this space.

Very surprising, Wai Kit's friends are great people. They are very easy-going and to be honest it feels like 4E4 all over again, minus Yu Feng and KelengKang Zikry. We had a great time in Genting and at the end where the lousy-branded-Bus came to a stop at Little Thailand, everyone feels wasted because it's most likely that we might never see each other again.

The second saddest part of the trip came when the girls say I'm shorter than 1.75m. Wasted, they must have caught me bare-feeted in the hotel room. Next time, I must always remember to wear my specially-designed shoes. =( So in the end I gave up and I revealed to them that I'm actually only 1.7m.

Genting really changed a lot. But the food is really lousy. Plus the poor attitude and service makes things a lot more worse. KFC and McDonalds are the best food and have the best service available there.

At the theme park, I played everything except for the 12 storey plus suicide plunger. Because I didn't want my heart to go out of place.

Shopping-wise, I didn't buy much. I only bought a Germany Polo T-shirt. And a undersized Argentina T-shirt. I don't know is it because I have become fatter already. I bought the Large size one but it's still not large enough.

The Polo T-shirt


Ultimately, it was the best holiday I had. The one in Genting. It's the people that makes the holiday, not the destination.

Posted by TheLast at 9:34 PM