Author Archives: Razlan


I was fiddling around some web stats report (was trying to learn how to interprete it, not skivving – honestly!) when I noticed this site was returned in Google search for the keyword “metrosexualism”

I mean, seriously???

Did a search on Google, and sure enough, my site was listed at the second result page. It was because of my blog post for V-day.

Hmm… for a moment I thought Google recognised me as a metrosexualised guy. Haha…

I downloaded this clip ages ago. This 4 year-old kid rocks!. Marcus Cole the drummer has awesome sense of rhytmn for a kid his age… I mean, damn, I can’t even beat the machine at arcade center!

Click “Play” to begin

Mr and Mrs Cole must be very happy (and rich)

My brother comes to town

(Large photos, be patient while it downloads)

My brother comes to town

My brother comes to town

The End of a Great Blog

No, not mine. Don’t you worry! =)

I was browsing some of my favorite blogs this morning. To my dismay, one of my favorite “hate” blog with awesome retro pics has ended its run. The blogger will blog whenever his (or her – no one really knows) housemate pisses him/her off. Together with his/her hilarious details of the disgusting housemate’s unforgiveable act are awesome photos, edited to suit the topic of disgust for the day. He/She cracks me up with his/her choice of photos!

One of his/her most amusing postings:

Last night at 1am I was woken by the door bell ringing, and was greeted by my flatmate apologising because she claimed to have lost her keys, again..

Before I left this morning, my flatmate asked to borrow my keys so she could get a new set cut, and casually mentioned that hopefully someone will return her keys because she had her name and address on the keyring. “Are you serious?” I said disbelievingly. “Yes, after loosing them last time, I thought it would be better if anyone who found them had enough information to return them”. I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. Her stupidity is just to great for me to tolerate. “So, you know now that someone might have the keys to our apartment, and know where our apartment is… right?”. “I guess so”. “Do you think that might be a problem?”. “Umm, maybe..”. Oh dear, this bitch has no idea where I’m going with this. “OK, you’re staying here today. You will not leave this house. I will put a new lock on the door.”

The reason he/she stopped blogging? He/She moved out!

Cool eh? I am glad I have yet to lose my housekey so far, and the only indiction the keys are mine is the metallic key chain with the “R”

Vainpot Time

Vainpot Time

I hate my flat nose
Never dig your nose if you have stubby fingers

My beautiful Sunday

Today I want to talk about my Sunday.

It started beautifully with my alarm clock waking me up at 9.30 a.m. Usually I do not wake up until past lunchtime, but today I have to wake up early because I promised Sam that I will meet him at Toa Payoh for a gym session.

A day that started off with me getting off “at the wrong side of the bed”, although my bed is placed against the wall, turned out to be one of the most beautiful Sunday I had in 2005.

It had been a long time since I last been to a gym. So it caught me by surprise when I managed to complete the full 20 minutes workout session on the threadmill and the stationary bike. I clocked a grand total 600 kCal, excluding the full reps I did on leg press and arm pull.

I am very happy with my achievement. It was also very great to see my old pal, Sam. After an hour or so at the gym, we headed to a nearby hawker center for lunch. We took some nice, unpretentious, unedited photographs here:

I think Sam is going to kill me for putting up such an unflattering pic of him. But hey it is better the truth than untruths, right? Uh-oh, I think I have just increased the possibility of Sam murdering me by another notch.


We decided to go home after lunch, and walked pass Toa Payoh Central. There was this Kid Soccer Tournament going on, and oh boy those kids on the mini soccer pitch are darn cute! Dressed in complete soccer outfit with jerseys several size too big for them, the kids played like pro. The adults around them cheered their favorite team on loudly, grinning from ear to ear all the time. Perhaps this is what fun was – an unpretentious time when everyone let their hair down for some moments of fun, away from worries of the world..

On my way home, the weather took an abrupt change from a sunny Sunday to a gloomy Sunday. The laden looking cloud, accompanied by strong wind and occassional thunder over at my part of the island looked scary. But I was not scared. Despite leaves and rubbish swirling around me in mad tornadoes, I look up in wonder at the rolling clouds, enjoying the stream of fresh air billowing past my face. And I took a pic to commemorate the magical moment, when I was one with nature.

Later that evening, I decided to meet up with Tony & Terence for a drink. I bought this can of Gatsby Heavy Duty Clay to style up my newly coloured hair. My existing bottle of hair gel gave me too much of a sensitive scalp. After many punctured pimples later, I decided to try out the clay. Oh, by the way, I love my new hair colour. I spent 3 hours sitting at my hairdresser colouring my hair in three tones – chestnut brown, ash, and metallic ash.

Actually, I am a prime candidate for Yunnan Hair Center, as my pic below shows:

I met Terence and Tony at the chic looking Mox Cafe & Bar at Tanjong Pagar. I simply love that place. Where else can you sit on (almost) authentic retro furniture, sipping your favorite drink, chatting with your friends with non-defeaning jazz music in your ears? The crowd was respectable, although Mox’s natural crowd was somewhat, err, unnatural. Took many photos here as well.

If you noticed, actually I have written this entry like a kid in primary school. I did this because I have a point to make. You need not try too hard to sound too cool by using all kind of complicated words to intimidate your “opponent”. Instead of sounding too clever for you own good, you ended up failing to convey your intended message and making a complete ass out of yourself, demeaning the professional communication education you are going through.

Oh, if you failed to understand my post, or think my style of writing is too childish for you, I am sorry. Not because of my inability to write better, but because you are not my intended audience.

Tralala. Happy Sunday!

Battle of the Bulges

Was watching Extreme Makeover just now. Motivated by the guy who managed to lost so much weight within such a short period of time. I know it was just a reality show, but I know it is real – I was there.

So this is what I am going to do.

I’m going to Zara tomorrow and get myself a nice set of clothes, but three sizes smaller. Gonna hang it up with the receipt firmly attached… and get it out again three months from now.

Happy Birthday, Benjie!

Christopher & I

I declare 27th Feb is my happiest day of the month :D

Christopher & I

Christopher & I

Who says Singaporeans cant make a joke?

Downright cheeky, that is. Despite my oncoming fever, this blog got me laughing so bloody hard.


Suzanne: Ok thanks Paul. And that’s Paul Dekkers with the market report. I think we are coming close to the end of today’s edition of “ Wake Up Your Fucking Ideas Singaporeâ€?.
Richard: Oh my, how times fly. Anything to add Suzanne?
Suzanne: Nothing much. Just something that has been bugging me since I co-host this show with you.
Richard: And what will that be?
Suzanne: Why do you keep sitting with your legs so wide apart? They are almost 180 degrees spaced out.
Richard: What can I say. I’m very well endowed right down there.
Suzanne: Aiyoh, so naughty.

This blog going down my fav list!

Another Bachelor Grouse

I can’t believe myself sometimes.

Tonight will be the third time in a week I ordered the min order for McD delivery, and this is less than an hour after dinner.

I bought another book from Borders, for $16+, only to realize the story is vaguely familiar and remembered with a pang I borrowed it from the library last year.

I know my waistline is expanding and it will not be long I’ll have to huffed it out on a threadmill again, but my god damn just couldn’t be bothered

All these, and actually I am sick like fuck and took MC from work. Am I losing it?