Staying overnight in the office

It started out as a joke when rain is pouring and the roads are clogged with cars and water; leaving office so late and commutes so long, by the time you'd reach home its already time to sleep.

My half-argument-half-joke made some good sense:

We have nice bathrooms with water sprayer-thingys.

Couches in the resting area with aircond.

WiFi access.

Nearby food shops and a Giant supermarket.

I really could live in my office if I wished. Thats how simple I really am.

My commutes this whole week kinda helped me to turn my joke into a real action, no thanks to all the evening torrential rains.  Sick and tired or spending AT LEAST one and a half hours EACH DAY in my car, yesterday I packed up my bath towel, toiletries and a change of clothes - all I needed to make it through the night.

After cleaning up my office work and chilling for a while, I headed over to Giant for some grocery shopping. After dinner and reaching back to office at about 9-ish, I took my "shower" in one of the cubicles which had the water sprayer thingys.

I'm not sure how to justify installing heaters in the toilets.

Washing up all done, I headed upstairs to the staff resting room, aircond on, draped my towel over one sofa and plopped onto another.

The next thing I knew my alarm was ringing.

Before anyone came into office I washed up again, swapped into my office wear, and kept all my stuff back in the car.

Ingenious, yet insane.

The ideal guy that wasnt

Guy meets girl.

Girl shares her concept of the ideal man.

Guy sees himself fitting it quite well.

Guy and girl get along really well.

Girl says many nice things about guy.

Guy starts liking her.

Guy gets friendzoned.

Girl says she's falling for someone else.

Better luck next time, guy.

Singapore

Thats right!

Six years after my family trip to Thailand its time to cross borders again for my cousin's wedding (the groom is from SIngapore).

 

 

Me, my brother and my cousin pushed off at 9pm after he landed from Indonesia. Thanks to a clear road and some yolo attitude we reached customs in just 3 hours.

Must be all the SGians going home from work in Johor.

 

 

 We checked in to Resorts World Sentosa at 12.30. They charge for Wifi?!

 

Next morning we headed over to a rental house for the bride's side of the tea ceremony. It was actually inhabited by a French family. I'm not too sure why their 7-9 years old daughter decided to linger and play with her phone while the ceremony was going on. 

Was kinda too bad we couldnt have a more cheerful atmosphere since... it wasnt our house. And we're in Singapore. Not sure how other Singaporeans have their wedding ceremonies. But at least nothing went wrong.

Photos!

My adorable niece ❤️‍

After the tea ceremonies we took a short trip to Marina Square 

We drove along part of the F1 circuit!

Later that night we went to Chuckwagon BBQ & Grill for the wedding dinner. I guess you dont need a grand and lavish 5-star ballroom for a wedding dinner. A dinner attended by family and the groom's friends which was served buffet style. THEIR ROASTED PORK BELLY WAS DIVINE OMG.

Set up by yours truly (tablecloth, flowers and heart sticks) hehe

Miao.

After the wedding part was all done, we spent some time in Marina Bay Sands before going home. (Who wouldnt if you came here on holiday)

 

 We spent SGD23 to go up the Skytower and see Singapore covered in haze.

Marina Bay Sands is much like Pavilion KL; upmarket and on the luxury side. Their prices are actually proportional to ours; an RM80 shirt in Malaysia will be SGD80 over there, if only our economy and currency wasnt so screwed up.

My last view of Singapore~

We left customs at about 3.30-4.00 but thanks to some freak jams along the highway we only reached home at 9pm ughhh

Wonder what stamp will be next.

KL City GP 2015: The Videos

Rather than making you dig all the way to the bottom of the previous post, I'll just put them here!

Due to third party content detected by Youtube *glares*, embedding the video may not work, neither does watching on mobile. In which case, you can watch it here:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_uf6iy51pDg

Kuala Lumpur City Grand Prix 2015

Greetings loved ones.

April... May.... Junejuly August.

Working life is pretty routine. Well there was TDC 17 back in June but ehh I guess I got too caught up after it to write/type a post. Make no mistake though it was a brilliant camp, I thoroughly enjoyed myself and had a wonderful time with everyone.

So now on to the main story. As you may have known, last weekend we hosted our first ever city street race event, the KL City GP. Some of the world's famous race cars took to the streets, zooming by the KL Twin Towers and flying down Jalan Ampang. So excited I was, I bought my ticket one month in advance.

Come race day on Sunday, I was already up at 5.30 from sheer eagerness (Okay actually was stomach ache after eating a bad kuih).  Got on the trusty bus and monorail and by 9am I was right at the doorsteps of the track. The day started with the Formula Masters series followed by free practice for the Australia V8 Supercars exhibition race later. The participation of two masters, Craig Lowndes and Todd Kelly really made it something special, even if there were only 5 cars.

It was a nice variety as they took 1 car from each participating manufacturer: Holden Commodore, Ford Falcon, Nissan Altima, Mercedes E-Class and Volvo S60.

After that was the Lamborghini Supertrofeo Asia Cup. Boy let me tell you, not wearing earplugs with those monsters at full speed was a painful mistake. Race was interrupted twice with safety car periods due to crashes. I wasnt at the parts of the track where it happened though.

A cameo supercar parade by the Blue Jackets featured a freaking Ford GT40!

After lunch in Pavillion (so convenient it was for part of the track to be a stones throw from their back entrance), I went back for the afternoon Aussie V8 Supercars race and the finale which was the KL City GT Cup, including a Ford GT3, Ferrari 458 GT3 and some Lamborghini Huracan Supertrofeos among others. I kinda missed quite a bit as I was scrambling to look for a place to get aerial shots of the race. Fortunately I got what I wanted, and after a full day under the city sun it was time to go home.

I didnt take many photos considering I dont have the equipment and skills to capture fast moving things, and also because I used most of my batteries recording videos. But anyway you can check out all the stuff further on down:

A Confession

I find myself sitting at my desk, 10 minutes to 7pm.

Trapped by the horrendous jam wanting to make today's commute a nightmare.

A heavy shower just ended, the dark clouds and wet ground making things all the more gloomy.

The perfect setting for my next post.

I have known C for some 7 years. We've met only twice; the last being more than 2 years ago. I keep in touch with her every week, sometimes more often, sometimes less.

For about a year, I had a soft liking for her. I wasnt deeply head over heels or I-go-crazy-without-her, but yeah I had an attraction towards her. I felt like she was my sanctuary after a long week at work; sharing my ups and downs. I felt comfortable, cozy, and happy. Not to mention, she is absolutely beautiful. Making my heart flutter and melt like butter.

I knew it wouldnt mean anything if we never met and did things together. Time and time again I kept asking her out, to no avail.

She never showed much warmth or care either, or at least to suggest that I had a chance. Nevertheless I persisted, until finally I thoguht to myself "Maybe she's just not interested in you".

It may not have been a shock or a slap in the face, but once that realisation set in, you'd be at least a little let down that your efforts didnt quite bear success.

Last Sunday night, I gathered all my courage and popped the topic to her. I mentioned it in a third person view, saying that I liked 'a girl' when that girl was in fact herself. I didnt want to be too direct and make her uneasy, but eventually she got the message.

And as I had figured, she indeed never had any interest for me. Or anyone else. Her Mr Right just hasnt come along. Surprisingly she took my confession well and wasnt disturbed by it. Maybe because she had taken the hint sometime ago I had a liking for her. After a bit more of heart-to-heart talking, we ended our conversation on a (I guess) positive note. No mess, no awkwardness, no hurt feelings.

Of course, I'd be lying if I said I wasnt dejected. Hopes have been dashed afterall. Efforts have not come to fruition. That I wasnt the Mr Right for this nice, beautiful girl.

I guess my journey will have to continue a little longer.

The Accidental Salesman

It was 12.40 on a Friday afternoon at work.

Everyone's gone for their lunch break and I was left on shift duty. Being in the accident insurance claims department, inspecting accident vehicles is part of my job.

One of them was a white CLA 45 AMG Edition 1 which got smashed from behind by a truck.

I brought it inside the workshop and did my thing. About 15 minutes later I was done, firing up that turbocharged 2.0-liter engine and giving it a few cheeky revs (because, you know, AMGs sound awesome), it's trumpeting and crackling exhaust noise echoing throughout the deserted workshop.

As I was driving off, I heard my colleague shouting: "DERICC!!!! STOP STOP STOP!!!"

My assistant manager-cum fellow consultant walked up to me with a burly, past-middle-aged gentleman beside him.

"This it? This is the one? The CLA 45?"

"Eh how's the car ah? Is it any good?" he asked with an eager tone in his voice.

"It's not bad at all sir." I quipped.

He gazed around. Remarked at the styling. His eyes seduced by its looks, I gave a few prods of the pedal to then seduce his ears.

I then stepped out and let the gentleman have a seat inside. Despite having a large frame he still managed to snug and make himself comfortable.

He then shared his intentions to buy one of these but is waiting for GST rates to go down (I'm not sure if I heard that wrong or he's on to something). After a few more words of awe and admiration, he gave me a firm handshake, a beaming smile, and said

"That's it. I've just made up my mind"

Bloop bloop

So.................

Its been a while since I've last written anything. Not that I have much to write anyway.

Well, there was my birthday.

Two Ryans and a Jeff took me out for Burger Lab and cakes. Their Heart Attack special was sinfully awesome and sinfully huge and sinfully cheesy. After stuffing myself on three extra fat chicken patties I then stuffed myself even more with three slices of cakes; which was brilliantly explained by the JeffeRyans as being compensation for the past two birthdays without having cakes.

I got my raise. It was a generous amount, and a whole lot more than I expected. Mainly thanks to the entire company's business performance which exceeded targets last year. My transfer to Batu Caves might have been accounted for too. I gushed when I opened that letter.

In my third month going solo in Batu Caves, I had managed to exceed my personal revenue target for January. Thanks to that my pockets will be sightly fatter hehe. Hopefully I can keep this up, provided I land enough of big repairs to generate the income needed.

Now going into the final week before Chinese New Year, things are getting tense as many customers are  rushing to get their cars back before the holidays. 

Crunch time. Very reminiscent of VW days.

Recently, I've been watching more and more of my friends and friends of being partnered up with somebody. And here I am, already 22, still mulling my single life.

Wondering what's my problem.

Wondering where am I falling short.

Wondering when that moment; that person will come.