A PLAN and so much less.

The past week screamed by leaving me with less than nothing to catch my breath. My day-to-day accounts were more like a Baja 500 race than a midnight cruise on the ECP. I need to drop a gear.

Yah right, as if my life can be so exciting. Or busy. Work is the same, relocated to Suntec though, and i'm beginning to loathe the 15min walk to my workplace. And the 40-storey ride to my office. I'll bet one of these days my ears would explode as i walked to my desk.

I'm obligated to update you lads on the latest happening in my life. Wait, lets not put it as happenings cos there were nothing remotely happening that happened. My recent every day affairs. Thats more like it.

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Had my exam last Monday. Results will be out next week and those who need to take the sub-papers should receive a call by this Wednesday.

[ I am taking this opportunity to announce that from this day forth, i am uncontactable via any telecommunication devices whatsoever and if you do receive any anonymous calls regarding my whereabouts please inform the caller that Andy is dead and you are more than honoured to accept his transcripts which he had passed with flying distinctions (given to those who not only scored highly, but also has excellent handwriting). ]

i am looking forward to that call as much as i want a colonoscopy.

Next on the list is, and i am not blurting all this out according to date or order whatsoever, THE PLAN. To travel to the Middle East sometime in the 4th quarter of next year. THE PLAN came out after a very big dinner and i have a strong belief THE PLAN was conceived under the increased levels of carbo and cholesterol. I know because i agreed to THE PLAN.

THE goddamn PLAN:

1. A holiday in the Middle East with Ola and Bb
2. Save $100 - $200 /month till proposed date of departure
3. Open a banking account with StanChart (as ordered by Ola) so that money can easily be transferred between accounts. Im supposed to deposit into StanChart from Posb. We'll see.
4. Hope for a minimum of $1500 to be amassed by late next year. (i think the amount can hardly survive a trip to Paragon)
5. Ola (aka Ms Tyrant D'Icktator) hoping to discipline me into saving. I'm into saving as much as cats are to water.
6. Babysitting Ola upon take-off. Barf bags. Sigh..
7. Spending 4 nights with Ola around. She's a great buddy and all that but having to look at her early-morning-face more than 3 times is 3 times too many.

So yeah, i have THE PLAN. I would love to invite more friends but having Ola and Bb are enough. As you know, i have 2 ears. Which are just perfect for my incredible noise-canceling headphones!

I would love to add in "The adventures of Bb at RMG this week" but i reckon she won't approve so i'll leave it at that. And ya, if you have the extra cash, go to Raffles Medical Clinic/Hospital. I'd recommend you only pay them a visit when you're ill or something la, not for fun. Cos that's the first time i see a clinic send SMSes to remind their patients of their appointments and even an SMS-Feedback system.

1 word. Freakin Brilliant! And ya, the attentive and caring staff helps too. I don't know about you but my medical knowledge is limited to taking Panadol and the occasional koyok but from what i hear from Bb, they seem to be doing a fantastic job.

Wentworth Miller is creating havoc with Bb's loins cause he's such an intense actor and his brooding, strong and impressively smart character makes for good tv. Prison Break is THE show to watch dear loyal subjects. In fact, catch him cause he's such a hottie! And that my friend, is something i cannot believe i just shared nor will i confess again in such an excited manner. Unless of course if we're talking about Hugh Jackman. Stop it. I'm making myself uneasy here.

I watched the show with Bb last night and caught a Nokia N73 ad during the commercial break which deserves a highlight in this too-long-an-entry.

The ad had an ugly dude who can be seen moving frame by frame looking at a rabid white car together with his equally rabid friends with the help of a sadistic photographer thinking stop-motion-ani(deep breath in! ok..GO)mation-photography makes a colourful ad look more lively. Luckily it had a nice girl with a hell of an ass in it. Yes Bb, i saw it too (though i can admit it was pretty hard controlling my enthu but i managed splendidly. Unlike Bb tho. I think she enjoyed it more than i do). The thing was daring me to join her on-screen sia! Luckily you're around.

[note to Bb: The fact that i can remember it was an N73 ad means i was not only focused on the woman's tush. Can you say that for yourself dear?]

And now, here comes the end. Just like the other show on Ch 5. If all good things come to an end, then all things bad should be dismembered and incinerated at Senoko.

It is going to a fruitful next few months as we look towards the end of 2006. Ramadan is here and somehow everythings so swell. I like Singapore this days. I smile more and worls seems like such a nice place. Donno why. Hmm..waitaminute..maybe i do...

SG Idol is over. Thank God.