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Friday, October 28, 2005
Looking Forward to KL


KL is coming up again, and plans are currently being made for another visit to KLCC and Lecka-Lecka.

This time we're going off on the 7th of December, and coming back on the 9th. I'm really looking forward to it.

I'm adapting well into the new office, nice people, cosy environment.

Of all the people I'm missing from the old office right now, I miss Ben most.

No more BF2 discussions, no more lunches, no more persuading each other to take up or stop smoking.

I'll miss Ben.

I love you, Su.

Let's put the past behind us, and let's move forward into the future.


nakalboi. Another day is done;
- 10:20 am

Tuesday, October 25, 2005
Moving Again...


Outta Here...

I'm moving again. This time, to a place far far away from where I used to be . Behind the scenes, again. Real backend this time.

I'm just really pissed of at the bosses, not because of the processes, it's more of the way things are handled.

So much for tranparency, and passion, and caring supervisors.

Oh well...

Thanks to a whole lot of people who have helped me cope with the 'OUT' transition - namely Ben, and SW.

You've tried making me feel better about it. Thanks a lot for the effort. It really means a lot to me. I just hope that in the future, we won't walk past each other without a wave and a hello.

To Mr Consultant, thanks too for your insights in various fields of studies, in management and other facts that will come in handy. You've helped me through the last time... I won't forget that.
To everyone else in the humble office, thanks for getting my name right. You guys don't know how important that is to me.

Canton, here I come!

p/s: This just proves the point of how unwanted, un appreciated and insignificant I am to the Office. Good Luck!


nakalboi. Another day is done;
- 11:16 pm

Sunday, October 16, 2005
Adi's in Love...


I can't help it, yo...

Backstreet Boys are playing in my head.

Eversince that wonderful dinner with Su on Wednesday, I've been having them more often these days.

This song aptly describes what I'm feeling.

Drowning
----------
(by The Backstreet Boys)

Don't pretend you're sorry
I know you're not
You know you got the power
To make me weak inside
Girl you leave me breathless
But it's okay 'cause
You are my survival
Now hear me say
I can't imagine life
Without your love
Even forever don't seem
Like long enough

'Cause everytime I breathe
I take you in
And my heart beats again
Baby I can't help it
You keep me Drowning in your love
Everytime I try to rise above
I'm swept away by love
Baby I can't help it
You keep me Drowning in your love

Maybe I'm a drifter
Late at night
'Cause I long for the safety
Of flowing freely In your arms
I don't need another life line
It's not for me
'Cause only you can save me
Oh can't you see
I can't imagine life Without your love
And even forever don't seem Like long enough

'Cause everytime
I breathe I take you in
And my heart beats again
Baby I can't help it
You keep me Drowning in your love
Everytime I try to rise above
I'm swept away by love
Baby I can't help it
You keep me Drowning in your love

Go on and pull me under
Cover me with dreams, yeah
Love me mouth to mouth now
You know I can't resist
'Cause you're the air That I breathe

Everytime I breathe I take you in
And my heart beats again
Baby I can't help it
You keep me Drowning in your love
Everytime I try to rise above
I'm swept away by love
And baby I can't help it
You keep me Drowning your love

Baby I can't help it
Keep me drowning In your love
I keep drowning In your love
Baby I can't help it
Can't help it no, no

'Cause everytime I breathe
I take you in
And my heart beats again
Baby I can't help it
You keep me Drowning in your love
Everytime I try to rise above
I'm swept away by love
Baby I can't help it
You keep me Drowning in your love


nakalboi. Another day is done;
- 7:37 pm


What do you get when you cross 2 socialite babes, a shy guy, and a camera whore?

You get a picture of a very nervous guy sitting in between 2 beautiful ladies, in a pose that would make anyone wish the guy was him. Due to sensitivity reasons, I'm not going to put the picture up. But you can be really sure that I would if I could.

Hot Enough?
The Socialites: The babes that blew me away...

I had a great time yesterday. It definitely had nothing to do about helping out at Mountbatten, but it was a good time for us to get together, do silly things, take tons of crappy pictures, and to simply catch up with the rest.

It was followed by a secound round of dessert at Swensens @ T1. It had good intentions, definitely. But what happened there totally blew me away. Originally meant as a chill out session, it turned out to be a lengthy discussion about improving the YI@ to be more effective. i was smack in the middle of the discussion, which idefinitely wasn't keen on participating in.

Thinking aloud, and discussing yesterday's group dynamics, opened up my eyes to the unseen. The reason the invisible remain invisible, is because they do not want to be seen. It'd be pretty interesting if the quiet and reserved suddenly burst out in laughter, making the rest feel a little bit less guilty about 'leaving them out'. But then again, some people are more comfortable keeping things to themselves, then others.

There's really nothing to lose by opening up. I'm not saying that you open up to be some emo-whore, and start sharing to the world about your miserable love life, and how bastards or bitches have turn your life upside down, inside out, front left centre. But I mean, let go of yourself, and step out of your comfort zone, into the open, and develop a secondary comfort zone, especially around people who are friendly, or simply mutual friends.

There's no harm staying in, but there's more to gain coming out.


A Nurse, De-bugger, and a Siti.


Taking a look again at the lucky shy guy yesterday, it would be difficult to imagine if Mr Shy Guy was like a toad in a coconut shell. Same goes for the socialite babes.

So I'm gonna be stepping out of my zone too. The call is getting louder, and I'm actually considering a visit soon. I jsut hope that I'm not to late or too old for it.

I shall take out my dancing shoes soon.

I love you, Su. I had a great time with you around last night. I'm glad that you're able to fit in well.

p/s: to the 2 socialite babes, if you happen to chance on this, can I have the same pose as Mr Shy Guy got? But full length, and more mischief please. Can?

Hehe...
I wished for something saucy, but this'll have to do.


nakalboi. Another day is done;
- 12:53 pm

Friday, October 14, 2005
The Last Few Days


Apologies for not updating this quiet corner of mine for a while. I've been bogged down by late nights, work, school, and the fasting month.

I've decided that I won't be posting my entries during my hospital stay. It's been too long anyway.

How's everyone? Do hope that you're in the pinkest of health, despite the fasting month. Worry not. It ends in about 3 weeks.

A new chapter is born. It's the chapter where I'm supposed to be alright with the people closest to me doing the things that I don't think is deserving, even as a carrot.

Just take a wild guess at it, and I think it won't be too difficult to figure out.

Well, I think I got myself involved in the Red Cross Society's 'Paint the Town Red' campaign. It aims to create an awareness of blood donation among the youths in Singapore.

The first meeting was last night, at Boat Quay. Ideas are flowing in, but I think that the scope of these ideas were a little bit myopic. Being young people themselves, I'm wondering why it's so hard for a bunch of youths to some up with something that's different, fresh, colourful and appealing to the masses of youths in Orchard Road.

Sports has always been an 'attraction'. I think that although more can be explored in this area of limited boundaries, there's a need to create a culture of blood donation among the youths.

What I think the committee fail to do, is to tap on existing national campaigns to create this awareness. There's no need to reinvent the wheel, every time there is a need for new blood donors.

As an member of the targetted youth, I've always been indifferent to the needs of the community. I believe that the youths who actually spend time on harbouring thoughts and challenging the government are all talk, and no action.

It's only because they're 'strong' in their current affairs, and they're well-prepared for their GP exams, that they're asked to sit with the PM or some other Minister for a coffee chat. After the GP exam, they then are too occupied running up molehills to remember what they said about improving the country. Not only that, once they're done with the molehills, they just disappear into the Universities, and emerging as a member of the PaperChase family.

Well, there's not enough bold people in Singapore to make a diference. There's not enough committed Singaporeans to walk the talk. It's very simple for bloggers like me to air my thoughts. But the risks of running into issues of discrimination and sedition, as well as other fallacious baseless statements will are omnipresent.

I wouldn't be surprised if the PM and Min(HA) or even the guys from the Police Intel or the Internal Security decide to drop in, to have a 'look-around' and a leave feeling good, that this is another blogger in the Blog-o-sphere who didn't nudge a shoulder by mistake, intentionally or otherwise.

Gathering my thoughts again, this crossroad of decision, between the obliged and the unwanted is really making me brew some anger. And I think it won'e be long before I need to let off any steam.

For as long as she's happy, I shall be contented, although with a heavy heart.

I love you, Su.

"There's no turning back. We're in this together..."

The memories at KL will remain etched, deep in my heart, and deep in my mind.




nakalboi. Another day is done;
- 1:40 am

Saturday, October 01, 2005
Back!


I got discharged from the hospital yesterday, after a bout of worrying that I have to stay for another night. But the senior doctors didn't think that the severity of the results from the lumbar puncture was enough to warrant another round of tests and diagnosis.

SO at 5 pm yesterday, I was discharged.

I'm right now in the midst of compiling my thoughts and observations while I was in the hospital. I'll blog it up once it's more or less done.

For now, this Saturday afternoon will be celebrated with some networking, and spending time with Su.

Su, thanks a lot for being by my side for as much as you can throughout the night-long stay. I can't thank you enough. As I'm updating this, I'm munching on the final bits of the grapes which you bought for me, with Marshie comfortably under my elbow.

Thanks to the nurses and their assistants too, who have executed their duties with utmost professionalism and care, providing the best frontline healthcare to the patients.

Get well soon to Mr Bohari, and my room-mates, with whom I've got acquainted to very quickly, and have made the stay more enjoyable.

The stay has definitely disspelled the myth of hospitalisation.

Thanks Su. Thanks Mum.

I also wanna wish children all over the world, both young and the young at heart, a Happy Children's Day!


nakalboi. Another day is done;
- 11:57 am

randomly ME .


Name : Bambang Suryadi
Location : Upnorth, Singapore

A little bit of here, a little bit of there. I'm a little bit of everywhere. You gotta find out more about me, to know where I'd be

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random-prayer .

Dear God, Give me the answers I seek. Give me the strength to continue loving and caring, in this world full of hatred, and discontentment.

Dear God, do give me the strength, to go another day, with all the challenges I face.

Dear God, give me the ability to be the best that I can be, for my family and friends.

Dear God, please ensure her safety, and the safety of those she loves, and those who love her.

Dear God, don't take away this gift of patience, and faith which you have bestowed upon me, as it helps me keeps my sanity in times like this. Don't take away the love that I have for the people I care for.

Dear God, beyond everything I ask for help to make sure that the people I care for remain as happy as can be, even though you need to shroud me in misery.

random-things to say .

Choosing to Love you,
Is the best decision I've made, so far.

Wanting you to be happy,
Is my only consideration now.

Leaving you all alone,
Was never an option.

To be thinking about you always,
Is not easy, especially in tough times.

Being CHOPE
Is incomplete without the REAL chickadee.

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