It's my Indonesian colleague's 23rd birthday and he treated us to dinner in Java Village at Jurong Point mall. It's only my second time in that mall, my first time being last year when I had my medical examination for the Employment Pass application. We were composed of six persons, each one coming from different countries - the Indonesian celebrant, a Chinese, an Indian, a Frenchman and his Colombian wife, and me, a Filipino. It was fun hearing each other's stories. The Indian is going to leave for a business trip to France this Sunday so the Frenchman and his wife shared about the places he should visit there. The Chinese went to Bali, Indonesia a few months back so she also shared about her experiences there which made the Frenchman want to go there in the near future. I was glad to hear that he's also interested in going to the Philippines, particularly Boracay.
Now for the food, I had Nasi Kuning Komplit which is yellow rice served with chicken, beef, tofu, yam, some spicy chips, and a large piece of fish cracker - a complete meal indeed. The Indian ordered the same, minus the beef because of his beliefs. His, I presume, should be called Nasi Kuning Inkomplit. To top it all off, I had Es Cendol (Iced Cendol) for dessert. Yummy! :)
The bus I was on tried to change to the left lane but the bus captain failed to see the lorry occupying the lane. The sound of the impact made some of the passengers gasp and many peered through the windows to see what just happened. On the next bus stop, the driver disembarked after asking us passengers to wait. It was impressive that the driver from both parties acted so calmly. It was just a minor accident and nobody got hurt. Both drivers made some calls and after maybe 10 minutes, another bus of the same service number arrived. We were asked to transfer to the other bus, tapping out on the first bus but not tapping in on the second bus. In other words, it was a free ride from that point on. So this is how SBS deals with such incidents. The lorry wasn't already there when we transferred so I didn't see how big the damage was to it. The bus' front bumper was ripped on the left side and the housing for the left headlight was gone.
This all happened along Lornie Road and it was the first time I saw an SBS bus in an accident.
My second attempt at being an endurance runner. This time, it's the Passion Run held at East Coast Park and sponsored by Saucony and 100 Plus. There seems to be more participants now than last time. Maybe it's because of the venue since the cool sea breeze and shady pathways makes East Coast Park an ideal place for joggers. Our running tops are blazing red and I can imagine how we probably looked like from above - an army of marching RIFAs!
It's an individual run so I did it in my own slow and steady pace. Result: 10.4 Km in 1 hour 31 minutes and 42 seconds.
I can't get enough of this song. It was used as the opening music for my best friend's wedding video and the catchy and rhythmic instrumentals just keeps going in my head.
Loved it the moment it reached my ears.
Viva La Vida by Coldplay
I used to rule the world Seas would rise when I gave the word Now in the morning I sleep alone Sweep the streets I used to own
I used to roll the dice Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes Listen as the crowd would sing "Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"
One minute I held the key Next the walls were closed on me And I discovered that my castles stand Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand
I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing Roman Cavalry choirs are singing Be my mirror, my sword and shield My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain Once you go there was never Never an honest word And that was when I ruled the world
It was the wicked and wild wind Blew down the doors to let me in Shattered windows and the sound of drums People couldn't believe what I'd become
Revolutionaries wait For my head on a silver plate Just a puppet on a lonely string Oh who would ever want to be king?
I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing Roman Cavalry choirs are singing Be my mirror, my sword and shield My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain I know Saint Peter won't call my name Never an honest word But that was when I ruled the world
I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing Roman Cavalry choirs are singing Be my mirror, my sword and shield My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain I know Saint Peter won't call my name Never an honest word But that was when I ruled the world
Last Monday, my beloved and I were walking along Nathan Road in Kowloon on our way to having breakfast when a woman handed us a local newspaper. "Why'd you accept that? You don't read Chinese," I said. "At least there's one thing I understand," she said as she flipped to the page with Sudoku. Another woman handed me a newspaper when we reached the next block. This time it was in English and in the Sports page were in very large letters - "Wham, Bam, Pacman!" - and the photos of Manny Pacquiao's face beaming while he wore the championship belt on one shoulder and Ricky Hatton lying flat on his back. "What the - , two rounds?!..." I expected Hatton to give Pacquiao a hard time. A world-class fighter who had only lost once in his career was knocked out in just two rounds. Way to go, Manny.
Our Hong Kong vacation is now over and we're back in Singapore. It's about time I watch the replay.
Since January this year, I've been taking the bus instead of the MRT to and from work. Although the travel time is longer, I've seen many advantages to it. One of these is the on-board entertainment. Most buses, if not all, in my route have these mini television sets from TV Mobile. TV Mobile is a subsidiary of MediaCorp TV which is the leading media company in Singapore. Sometimes the shows are quite amusing that I'd stop watching cartoons on ParSniP. This week, TV Mobile started showing The Little Nyonya, a drama series which was very popular among Singaporeans when it first aired in November last year and it holds the record of having the most number of nominations for the Star Awards. The latter alone made me curious of the show. It is in Mandarin and English-subtitled which works for me since I'm used to watching Japanese anime.
The story is centered on the Peranakans, the descendants of Chinese immigrants who have adopted Malay customs, and it gives an insight of their unique culture, traditions, and cuisine. You can view the full synopsis here.
I've only watched two episodes so far and I find it interesting. Let's see how the story progresses.
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