The past week and a half

Waddup amigos, Howdya'll do? Yup you guessed it! The greeting's a confluence of colloquial slang tapped from the veins of da niggas, latinos and country bumpkins! And that came from a Singaporean with an Indian heart hmmmmm.

Unlike an orthodox entry with events which run in progressive chronological order, this one begins with the most recent- My first run in a year. First and foremost, I wouldn't think that this life/energy-sapping activity qualifies as a run, but more aptly a jog because I struggled to make headway at nearly every point of the 2.4km. It was an even greater struggle under the torture of the searing heat and the absence of a pretty girl along the canal where i ran didn't help at all either. Damn! I should've jogged at 6 instead of 5. Nevertheless, this laborious activity served as an ignition to my weight loss/fitness gain regime as well as a reminder not to make fun of scantily clad endomorphics who effortlessly jingle their fats, esp on Orchard Rd. On the same day but later at night, I was at starbucks wheelock with a couple of friends and I noticed something, somebody peculiar. That person I am referring to is the girl who served us at the counter. Okay to satisfy the unspoken question which I know one of u is bound to ask, she looked decently pleasant. However, she seemed to have a laughing/giggling compulsion I swear. Her laughter/giggle spurts lasted through the period my friends an I made our orders.. in pure amazement. She even laughed when she walked to my table to clear my cup. Looney. Perhaps it couldve been induced by my descriptions of the cakes but I highly doubt so because she laughed at everything..uncontrollably.

In the week before, my mom has been receiving a myriad of calls from a mystery caller whose voice sounded like a 5 yr old. He perpetually called over the span of 1 week, requesting to speak with his mom, told a couple of lies which we found out of course and that he needed help to return to his hometown in Malaysia. Besides being an irritant, these calls fuelled ideas that he could just be a pawn in someones bigger plan to extort money or study the occupancy pattern at my home at various times which would aid in breaking in. Therefore, whenever he called, we would immediately hang up on him. I personally got slightly disturbed by the uncertainty that surrounded the security of my home yet psyched up for some break in action in the middle of every night. So, I kept beside my bed, in an inconspicuous area though, a 30 cm knife to slash the intruders to ribbons, and on the otherside, a radio which I would gladly hurl at any burglar with all guns blazing. Other weapons in my room include a metal rod, a boomerang, a dumbell, a slingshot, many other childhood inventions such as a blowpipe with thumbtack ammo and of course the ultimate fighting machine-myself. Unfortunately, while I was eagerly waiting to go all V for Vendetta on any intruder, none broke in. And I'm really disappointed because it was my childhood dream to hammer an intruder. But im pretty sure i'd get the chance one day.

A few days ago, I bought a pass for access to trains which run through the railway network of France. This is something my parents dont know about and prolly are against but i intend to sneak out to certain regions whenever I can. Although we'll be visiting most places in France as a family, I would definitely want to re-visit the cote d'azur(french riviera) but this time on a seperate trip on my own. I can almost imagine the exhilaration of setting foot on the beaches of Nice(ive very fond memories of) n St Tropez all by myself, where I can appreciate the natural beauty of the crystal mediterranean sea and beaches dotted with pretty girls without interruption. I have other adventures up my sleeve but none of which are concrete and will be finalised in the near future. Shelving this adventure aside, I'm sad to be away from all of you, as individuals and as a group, for the entire month of June. Especially Luke, whom we have little remaining time with, as u'll depart in mid-July. I'm confident you fellas will have a richly rewarding time nonetheless.

Time out.
-Kenneth Wong