*takes broom and starts sweeping the place*
afternoon all.. so awfully sorry i haven't been updating lately.. nothing much's transpired the past week and my mind's devoid of rational thought.

*takes out duster and starts dusting*
furthermore, fatigue and the absolute mundanity of work, not to mention the crap i have to put up there adds to the deterioration of my wonderfully (and formerly) fresh and bright mind.

*wrings the mop half dry and starts mopping*
all work and no play makes SiQ a dull boy.. never has an old adage been proven so right. anyways i'm just here to clean up the place a little.. i'll write once my mind's back on track.. *sigh*

SiQ out~

SiQ frenetically scribed @14:42.

well not exactly wedding bells. wedding karaoke singing more like. someone in my neighbourhood got hitched (again). wot's with the rush in getting hitched besides having your own pad and mating (rubber optional this time) like jackrabbits? this is the 2nd wedding in 2 months (or 4?). not too sure. if it's any consolation, i can safely say the people in serangoon are a romantic lot. or the single ones at least. :P

the whole affair just ended about an hour ago and throughout the whole of yesterday and today, my void deck sounded as if they were holding auditions for serangoon idol. and not having good contestants. at all. for both days. with the customary break for the kompang dudes to strut their stuff, the rabid crowd (and especially those who can't sing to save the human race) immediately started up the karaoke-ing the moment the last note resonating from the kompangs barely had time to escape.

things went downhill from there. they should've let the shittier ones sing first THEN the slightly better ones. actually they should've kept the karaoke machine at home. they should've saved money to make the whole thing look better rather than investing in a karaoke machine and have everyone within a 100m radius hate them for 8hrs worth of soulful, beautiful and inspiring singing they did NOT hear. anyways like i said, the whole thing's over. time to kick back and relax.. for the first time, i mis-checked and bought my usual fruit juice WITHOUT the aloe vera. dang. dang rhymes with sang. and sang brings back bad memories that happened a few hours ago. AAAIIIEEEEEEE....
SiQ out~

SiQ frenetically scribed @18:47.

darkest greetings, fellow bloggers!~ nothing much for now except that i made a fool of myself at 7-11 just now. armed to the teeth with tons of sausage buns and fruit juice and soya milk, i plonked wot seemed like an entire week's rations onto the counter.. only to reach into an empty pocket and then feebly grope my other pockets for the phantom wallet. i looked like someone trying to massage his thighs and changing his mind every second and massaging a different spot every time..

nightmare of nightmares.. i had left my wallet back in base.. sheesh (kebab!~) ergh.. i cleared my throat and calmly albeit meekly announced to everyone within earshot: "oh shit"

right after that i immediately resumed my frantic search for the wallet that was at least 10km+ away nestled in my uniform's back pocket. imagine someone spastically trying to massage every area of his thighs, this time at twice the speed and triple the idiocy factor. *gulp* (now i know why i'm still single) :P

after a weak laugh i surreptitiously (YEAH RIGHT) withdrew all my items and wearing an expression of extreme unhappiness and distress (it's just a facade i tell you!), reluctantly began to return the items back to their respective shelves. 7-11 should accept IOUs so people who left their wallets at their workplaces can still make their usual purchases. :P

anyways, still wearing that pained, stressed look, with brows furrowed in concentration as if to ponder, "how could such a calamity have happened to me??", i exited the store. the 7-11 bell ding-donged mockingly after..

so here i am at home.. fruit juice and soya bean milk-less.. never have i felt so disorientated and hungry..
SiQ *rumbling of tummy* out~

SiQ frenetically scribed @23:42.

today is Amil's birthday hehe.. i haven't wished her yet.. aahh... let her wait.. she upstaged me in the presents department on saturday anyway :P

Ann came online for the first time in weeks.. it's been a while since i last conversed with this lass from thailand.. she's doing pretty good and even sent me a pic of her class photo.. hot damn! they have a lotta pretty girls in there and a class is made up of wot, 80+ students?? hahahahz.. plenty of interaction to go around eh.. =)

i got my usual carton of soya milk and fruit juice and 2 donuts. chomped 'em down and feeling a lot better now.. til later~
SiQ out!~

P.S. entries for the 14th and 15th aren't up yet. memorable shit happened on those days and i'm still scouring my mind for the good stuff.. hang in there ppl!

SiQ frenetically scribed @01:18.

jez now at 15:30, dad messaged me (wherever he's from). this was exactly wot he wrote:

Siddiq, 2 day u are
celebrating your 21st
birthday my best wishes
2 u n i always
Luv u n rest of th
Family. U are a fully
grown man now,
i believe u can take care of
your self n also the
family. Hav a wonderful
Birthday

i replied him, thanks and that i appreciated it.. and for the next half hour or so... i couldn't help but break down and weep... ... ...

SiQ frenetically scribed @16:48.

anyways, she walked on and outta my life... i hope to see her again though.. for a chance to be reduced to a quivering, bumbling mess again.. *chucklez* oh yeah, for those wondering how she looks like, just imagine Kim, the kid from We Are REM, fast forward 5 years or so, oozing maturity and charm.. trés chic.. ;)

with nothing left to look forward to, i took in the last puff, almost burnt my lips and went to the trashbin to stub out my cigarette.. there stood an old chinese man. feeble in physique but his eyes displayed a hardened disposition. he held a clinic's appointment card and showed it to me.. he asked me in malay if i had 2bux to spare him as he had an apppointment later on in the day and that he hadn't enough cash on him..

i glanced at the appointment date written on the card and sure enough it was dated today. i asked him if 2bux was enough and he said it was. so i forked out a crisp 2buck note and handed it over.. his gratitude was unending.. headed home after that.. wasn't sure if he was gonna use it for the appointment or a kopi at the nearby kopitiam.. didn't matter to me.. as i walked off, the ladybird took to the air and headed its own way home..

SiQ frenetically scribed @23:11.

i leaned back and sighed/exhaled the smoke. it curled up and dissipated. ahh.. she's a looker alright. dangity dang.. pricks get all the luck.. i flicked the ash off my cig and noticed something small moving about beside me on the ice-cube refrigerator door. after careful observation it was (*gasp!*) a LADYBIRD!! whoaaaaaa!! that was the FIRST time i've ever seen a REAL-LIFE ladybird! woahahaha.. COOL!~ it was almost perfectly round and it's 2 shell's were red, dotted with black. almost symmetrical.. i was preoccupied with the little guy so much i almost missed hearing the door open and seeing Ms. Beautiful Stranger emerge from the doorway.

as she walked on by and out of my life, she stole a glance at this enamoured lad perched on the ice-cube refrigerator. i met her gaze with a raised eyebrow and a weak, foolish smile.. her bf caught her glance and turned to look at wot she was looking at and i met him with my steeliest gaze. if looks could kill, i swear the prick would be deader than a... a.. ummm.. a dead thing.. if one could kill by just gaining permission, i would be on my knees grovelling and simpering for approval.. grrr... ... ...

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SiQ frenetically scribed @23:02.

(cont'd from the previous entry...)

her bf (who was wearing a i-think-i've-got-something-large-stuck-halfway-up-my-arse expression) walked over to the nearby ATM and keyed in his shit. she on the other hand sauntered over to the heavy 7-11 glass door, grabbed the handle and, with a look that cheekily said "it's rude to stare, baby", leaned back, pulled it open and disappeared into the store..

i for one, wasn't staring. i was just trailing her with my eyes. (there's a difference!) anyways, a 1,001 questions flooded my mind. who IS this voluptuous vixen? this femme fatale? this amorous aphorodite? this comely chick? well ok that was only 4 questions, so sue me. i've never seen her around in these parts before! as fer the miserable prick of a bf of hers, he was done with his shifty shenanigans and hurried to join his gf (UGH, the very thought!) in the store.

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SiQ frenetically scribed @22:42.

ahh.. at 0000hrs, 12th May this year, i got my allowance.. i didn't check the full amount BUT after subtracting 370bux for bills ALONE (don't ask wot is it i pay for) i was left with approximately 300. take away 50bux i owe my sis, 40bux for Usha's cute pink sweater, 40bux for transport, ermm wot else.. ahhhh i dunno.. all i know's that An's contributing to reduce the deficit by 30bux. WAHEY!!~

SO to start off the spending, i headed to 7-11 (an unsuitable name since they've gone 24/7). dad keeps stealing my mach3 shavers so i got myself a new one (coupled with 4 extra blades) fer 12bux (Oh my!~), a pack of marly menthol (reds're too 'heaty' nowadays!) and a carton of soya milk. 24bux were the first to set the 'ka-ching' going.. outside, as i puffed lovingly on my maiden stick (i need a gf who'll help me stop smoking!), i chanced upon a cute gurl (with her bf of course) approaching.. she wore shorts that made hotpants look like bellbottoms and her smooth creamy legs tapered wilfully down into perfectly shaped feet.. wow..

she wore a simple sweater-like top which hugged her beautifully, not sparing her curves... at all. (wow x2).. her hair cascaded naturally down her back and as she walked past, i smelled the shampoo in her hair.. FOOOM it hit me full in the nostrils and threatened to tear out my nose hair and replace it with something considerably sweeter.. i swear the cigarette smoke almost cringed back in her aromatic, aphroditical splendour.. (it smelld of Dove shampoo by the way)..

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SiQ frenetically scribed @22:19.

ha-fuckin-ha.. the past few days weren't good t'me.. the last few tours in fact.. i made mistakes during taking over, failed to perform checks, mistakes when closing books, diarying in stuff.. wot in the blue lagoon's happening? wotever happened to my brisk, forward style.. formal and impersonal yeah but it gets things done.. *sigh* no man it wasn't good t'me..

i thought it'd be a one-off thing.. screw up, forget and move on but Nooooo~ it had to drag on to the next few shifts.. did anyone put a hex on me or something.. granted, it ain't all that serious but it's putting a dent on my morale and my ability to perform my work properly.. anyways i was pleasantly surprised that it rained the past ermm.. 3 days? (gosh i'm outdated)... ... ... ... ... actually i had a lot on my mind to pen down but it became blank the moment i'm at the computer screen.. i could possibly be experiencing a temporary bout of short-term memory loss.. it happened to me once back in tracom. :P

ahh well.. y'all hear more from me soon.. (i hope).. for now, drained and diseased, SiQ out~

SiQ frenetically scribed @21:41.

FINALLY the layout and position is PERFECT!!! WAHEYY!!!! BREAK OUT THE CHAMPAGNE EVERYONE!!~ =) Oh yeah i painstakingly compared the original code and the code modified by Sue and finallaaaaayyyyy!!!!! i tweaked the figures and now all's well! WOOOOHOOOOO!!~ minimal scrolling and easy to read layout.. i think lolx..

no more extra scrolling space! =) this will be the final setting.. i'm now more motivated to tweak and modify and personalise this soon hehehe... oh yeahhhhhhh!!~ all that's left is the haloscan comment thingy.. gotta refer to Dani for that hehe.. i just had my shower.. still in my towel.. the moment i got outta the loo i attempted this shit and now it's perfect.. phew.. well actually not really lolx.. i would like the title for each post to appear.. and for clickables at the end of each post and other bells and whistles.. shall get to that on another day!~ i've armed myself with several urls to html and javascript codes.. so i shall modify the shitez when i see fit... for now, contented,
SiQ out!~

SiQ frenetically scribed @16:16.

anyways, today was relatively uneventful.. everyone was punctual and present except for An who was on urgent leave. the shift proceeded without incident and we knocked off from work as per normal. at the de-briefing, nuriman actually proposed a 'feedback' session of sorts the next shift.. we were allowed to unleash our thoughts on his actions, his leadership and management of the team.. many of us were anxious.. to be honest would mean to lay out all the pieces.. at the same time we'd never know if he'd resent us for disagreeing with certain aspects and the way things were run.. everything suits me so far.. he's not too strict and not too lenient.. *shrugz*

after work, we planned to go to tanglin halt for a bowl of bean curd or two.. reached, slurped it all up and sat there for a good hour and talked about the current affairs (pertaining to work of course). after that left, reached home and here i am now updating this thing.. not changed yet.. will do it soon.. til later,
SiQ, out...

SiQ frenetically scribed @23:54.

after wot? 3+ days i return to blog.. lotsa stuff happened.. me and farhan got 'caught' smoking (not red-handed, no sir!) and were at the full mercy of oc kH BUT by the powers that be and with help from our DOSO m'sieur nuriman, we were let off with a stern warning.. we however did not escape nuriman's personal wrath as on the following shift, come 0630hrs we were made to run 10 rounds around base.. umm yes, in full U and beret..

soaked thru and nursing a blister at my waist thanks to my terribly un-soft belt, i limped (a bit too theaterically though) back to the ops room and reported my progress (from clean and dry to wet and panting). nuriman was satisfied with his deterrent punishment and me and farhan both assured him such a situation would never happen again. phew... (i was sooooo relieved at a possible clean COS)

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SiQ frenetically scribed @23:41.