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I wrestled a molester to the ground

Last night at about 8pm, I decided to take my bicycle for a spin at East Coast Park. When I reached the HDB void deckarea, I discovered that my bicycle chain had fallen off.

I bent over to fix it. An Indian man cycled past.

After a few minutes, the Indian man turned back and cycled towards me again. I thought he must be thinking of offering to help me fix the bike but I was done so I got up, got on the bike and rode off.

I followed behind him as we were both headed for the bicycle ramp to get onto the street.

Just when we got onto a narrow path, a tall man ran towards us. Chasing after him was a cute, short, teenage boy. The teen yelled at us,

“CATCH! (huff! puff!)

CATCH! (huff! huff!)

MO! (huff!

LEST! (huff!)”

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Is MrMalique relaunching rinaz.net?

Every one who knows any one in the blogosphere knows that Rinaz, winner of the Ping.Sg Most Entertaining Post and winner of the Waggener-Edstrom Post of the Year 2008 is sexy.

That is an indisputable fact.

During the Ping.Sg party, even Rinaz herself unabashedly admits she is sexy. Tsk tsk.

But does anyone know what is going on between Rinaz and a certain MrMalique? *raise eyebrow*

Let’s take a look at this screenshot:-

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Guess why I was on a yacht this morning

I boarded the Sardinia from the ONEº15 Marina Club in Sentosa Island where we celebrated something very tiny but very powerful.

Sardinia smoothly sailing into the harbour of ONEº15 Marina Club

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Precious appeared at the HP TouchSmart PC’s Bloggers Launch!

I didn’t bring my camera with me but not to worry - all the other bloggers’ had one and some of them kindly sent me these pics. The first two photos were taken by the lovely Mango Beer guzzler, Nicole. Thank you so much for sharing them with me. =)

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I Discovered the Secret Identity of The Media Slut!

After the public fall out of Bloggers’ Treats and Podfire, the Singapore blogosphere started speculating if the producer of Bloggers’ Treats might be the anonymous blogger at http://themediaslut.com.

You won’t have to guess anymore because I’ve found out who he is, I’m revealing it here and I have proof.

If you look at the sidebar of the The Media Slut, you will see a short gibberish about the real author with a thumbnail of his photo.

That was my first clue. Then, in Flickr, I came across this pic.

Observe the shape of the eyes, the hair and the nose. Both are photos of the same person, no? Click on it to find out who he is.

I’m sure APLink enjoys his bubble bath with The Media Slut very much.

Now, on to investigating who is Daphne Maia’s embarrassing crush.

All Singaporean Men Were Bald

In the book written by classic French author Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince wisely said,

All grown-ups were children first. (But few remember it).

While that applied to all grown-ups in the whole wide world, yesterday I discovered something that applies only to men in Singapore.

All Singaporean men were bald once. (No thanks to the National Service training).

I’m in a state of shock. I can not imagine that once upon a time, Nic and every guy I’ve ever met here wore a shiny bald head. I’ve seen their photos during their NS stint but I didn’t notice they were bald at all. Perhaps because they were wearing caps.

I thought NS is a fun opportunity to wear tactical gloves and fire real live guns! With real live bullets!

But at the cost of shaving the head? *shakes head* The women must have been very understanding and patient during this season of their men’s life.

Is it Safe to Cycle at East Coast Park?

Dear Mum,

I know you are worried whenever I cycle at East Coast Park.

Thanks for caring Mum, but see? East Coast Park is bright as day with lots of people around - camping, barbecuing, cycling, skating, jogging, dating.

I pedal on the smooth cycling track along the beach. The cold sea breeze and the waves crashing to shore gives me a sense of freedom and rhythm.

The end of the cycling track is a little quiet, but I’m here for only a few seconds before turning back.

There is absolutely nothing to worry about.

A Night At The Khoo Kongsi Clan’s Annual Dinner, Singapore

Every year, Nic’s parents will invite us for the Khoo Kongsi Clan annual dinner. It’s an evening of speeches, scholarships, food and karaoke.

Last year, Nic’s dad brought his own DVD for the Karaoke session. Strangely, this year, he was contented to just sit by the table and listen to others croon away.

For Nic’s family, the highlight of the evening is the speech. Ever year, Nic’s dad will deliver a message to inspire the younger members of the Khoo Kongsi Clan.

Nic’s Mum always looks forward to his speech. She always looks at her husband admiringly when he delivers the speech. He usually shares a simple made up story that’s packed with deep meaning.

Meanwhile, I’m here to banter and joke with Nic’s cousin and sample the good food.

This chinese restaurant restaurant is at Tanjong Katong Complex. It is a simple place with minimal decoration but the food tastes pretty good. Shark’s fin is served though.

We always wipe every platter clean. Partly because the food tastes good. Partly because the older generation refuses to let anything go to waste.

There’s a Ghost in this House!

My Mum came home from her MJ session feeling peeved with her friends.

Mum:

Leng. Can you believe this? My friend is saying, there’s a ghost in her house!

She said that one night, she opened a can of sardines. In the can, there were three fish but the next morning, she found only two fish. She asked her maid about the missing fish, her maid claims there’s a ghost in the house who’d eaten the fish. Now my friend is inviting Taoist Priests to chase the ghost away.

Tell me, do you believe there’s such a thing? Do you think ghosts can eat our human food?

Me:

Why not? Of course ghosts eat our food all the time. Why else do you offer foods at the altars?

Mum:

That’s different. Ghosts can’t EAT our human food. They just LICK them with super-long tongues. Anyway, my friend told all of us during our MJ session about this ghost that’s eating up her food and every one believed it to be true!

My Mum told me this story about two weeks ago. I had forgotten about it until yesterday when I saw Nic’s maid opening a can of sardines. Immediately I scurried back to tell him the story,

Me:

Nic, there’s a ghost at my Mum’s friend’s house. She opened a can of sardines. There were three fish in the can but the next day, she found only two fish in it. She asked her maid and her maid says, the third fish was eaten by a ghost in the house. Now they’re getting Taoist priests to chase the ghost out.

Nic:

We must quickly help them to move out! Ask them to sell the house to us at half-price so that they can buy another house!

Moments later, Nic left to use the bathroom. I heard a loud shriek. I have never heard Nic shriek before. I ran in helter-skelter to his rescue and found him back at his work table.

Nic:

I had SIX Chicken McNuggets in this box. Now there’s NONE left!

Me:

I didn’t eat any! Is it Kero? But I don’t think she can climb up the table!

Nic:

OMG! There’s a GHOST in this house!

PS: I told Nic I must blog about the ghost in this house. He said, that will be like a Sheylara and Goonfather post.

Dinner at Cafe Cartel, Plaza Singapura

Last night, Nic and I were in Plaza Singapura. By the time we could eat, the only restaurant still open was Cafe Cartel.

I love eating here because they serve the most scrumptious bread in Singapore. I asked Nic not to order too much because I wanted to stuff my face with fresh-out-of-oven bread and not much else.

Nic got us one set of pork ribs and one plate of spicy pasta.

Pork Ribs at Cafe Cartel

Pork Ribs at Cafe Cartel, Singapore

I asked the waitress if there’s student price. She wanted to know why would we ask such a question. Now why would the waitress ask us why would we ask such a question?

We got $1.39 off the $13.90 pasta with the student card.