Got my new spectacle

Porky and i went to Vivocity yesterday, i have to collect my new spec that is similar to BYWP, a German brand that i have been hunting hi and lo in optical shops throughout the Great Singapore Sales for best deal. I have fall in love with a model from this German brand , modern classic series , Code 8051. See below.

It gives a clean cut and smart look , you can tell it is expensive by its design but it does not look that loud like some Ah Liang / Ah Beng fav brand such as Gucci / Armani. And it costs 700 SGD ( same price as my new netbook ), i just cannot make myself to fork out the money for it , i got to use this sum on better usage. So finally i have to compromise, i chose a similar design with less that half of the price. Well , finally bidding farewell to my black plastic frame almost 10 years.

Then we went to Page One for reading , Porky and i found a window seat in this bookstore , he started reading Haruki Murakami recently and became a fan of him immediately, Murakami is my favorite Japanese author that i talked about at the beginning of this blog. And without fail , he fall asleep after a while, not because of the book , he just can fall asleep everywhere with his mouth wide open. I took a snapshoot of the scene, so that i can publish a book that feature that many places that he had slept . Then we went home for rest.A peaceful day.

Darby

Happy together Happy forever.

Been looking for my Wong Kar Wai DVD , especially In the Mood for Love, i was real upset that i did not have enough personal space in the past for my stuffs that i bought when i was in China. Now i have a hard time to find those things i bought and i just do not know where they are now, Piggy is one of the culprit who kept the things in his storage space and did not return to me. Hmmmph. And i have lost count what i have given him, and he is testing my memory to tell him what i bought and stored at his place. One by one , i have to recall and request , and he will take a month or two to return me. It is a game he is playing. Testing my memory and patience at the same time. I like to give things to others when i am not using them, sharing of resources but he is really good at keeping things and not using them till it rots, which i find it .... makes me speechless. He just cannot be bother about the collection he is building.

I was browsing in Youtube for Wong Kar Wai movies, and found the poster , that reminds me the Waterfall Table Lamp from Goods of Desire G.O.D HK , it was cheap and i did not buy it cause i think it was too heavy to carry back. Alien and i found the Zero Degrees poster in Holiday Plaza JB , it was about 100 RM many years back , and again i was not able to afford at that time. Many things just past, and i have earned enough to afford these things now , i have my house to display them now, but they are gone.

In the end of the making of Happy Together , Wong Kar Wai added, Happy Forever.


Darby

MC today

After having giddy spells for days , i decided to go to the clinic last night. Doctor gave me MC for today and i decided to take a break when i cannot wake up on time , coz i just turned off my alarm clock this morning and overslept.

I slept till 11 am , watched tv for a while before lunch. Back from lunch , i rested a while by reading paper again, began to feel bored. I still feel giddy , the medicine is not working very well. I wonder if the doctor diagnosis is effective or not.

But i need to rest more , tomorrow is a long day. Porky is busy at work today i guess. Time to take a nap.

Darby.

My pal - Kopi

As a child grew up in suburban of Msia, i have the luxury of the forest near to my father's employee dormitory. And because of this , we were keeping like 30 dogs for the employer, to safe guard his factory and employees from wild animals and bad guys.

The leader of these 30 dogs, was a big male dog with tigerlike furs, black stripes over orange furs, we named it Kopi. Everyday after school, i would carry a big pot of coarse rice porridge (with bones / veggie from our family leftover) cooked by my mother and walk towards the back yard. These hungry animals would smell their meal from far far away and rush to their dining room immediately with barking sound happily. No one fights with Kopi for the porridge scoop on to first bowl, i would usually go from one bowl to another , until the porridge in the pot is cleared. Then i would play with Kopi for a while , like hand shaking ,if i extend my hand towards its, it would do the same too with its fore leg, i would shake its leg, sometimes i would ride on it as if it is my horse. Although ir is a king in its pack, it will never reject my play and never hurt me although its height is about my waist already. I have always been a loner in my own family , after returning from my grandparents home, Kopi has been my only pal who kept me accompany, and many playful moments we have shared, it just cannot talk.

I would not forget that fateful afternoon, a f*cked up driver who knocked Kopi down on the road outside our dormitory. As the road is not frequently travelled , there is almost no traffic usually on that road, i believe the f*cker was speeding and he knocked down Kopi when it was about to cross the road to the jungle opposite the road to play. By the time I saw Kopi lying on the road side , bleeding from its mouth, it was dead. It was dead. I knew i have lost my friend. Till nowadays , i cannot forget Kopi. I still like dogs, for dogs will never look down on you , never cheat on you, give a little and they will return alot to you.

Darby

Miss my grandpa

The first man who doted on me in my life is not my dad, he is my grandpa, my mum's dad. I was brought up in my grandparents family since childhood , with 3 aunts , 3 cousins. My grandpa and grandma doted on me for unknown reasons , may be they were pity on me , a young boy at age 5/ 6 yo had to leave his home and grew up with grandparents. My grandpa showered his love for me in his way, we have house rules for all the kids to take afternoon nap at 3 pm everyday , and i just could not fall asleep together with my cousins most of the time. Grandpa would put me on his bike , and asked me to hold his waist real tight , off we would go to coffee shop about 5 minutes ride away. He would buy me toast , half boiled eggs , and share his hot aromatic coffee with me in that kind of plate for coffee cups that you may still find now adays in old Kopitiam. Sometimes, he would order a few small cubes of butter or cheese ( if i not wrong, i still do not know what is that altho i can remember the taste ), with tooth pick poked into it, and i would take one from the plate. That was in late 1970s, taking afternoon tea at Kopitiam was an expensive habit. My grandpa did not share this quiet moment of the day with his wife , but me, perhaps i was not too nosey as a kid. Looking back , i realise how he pampered me , not his oonly grandson that carry his surname.

And on one of the family photos taken , i was about 4 y/o standing in front of grandpa who was seated ,i was crying loud in front of the camera , and you can tell that my grandpa s facial expression is sad , not annoyed. He was really sad that i cried for unknown reason and holding my little body , trying to comfort me. A gentle old man. And what really upset me is , the last few years before he passed away , he was senile and just could not recognised us, and constantly worrying about the Japanese will be attacking again, he was a young man when took part in the world war II , fighting Japanese with Malayan Communist then. That experience must have embedded deep fear in him subconsciously, it should be a horrifying experience for a kind soul like him. I despise Japanese ppl who took part in World War II , and that is something we as a Chinese you can forgive , but never forget.

And after i left grandparents for my own family, i have no fatherly love for a long period of time. I just miss him recently,one of a few persons in my life who has been real kind to me.

Darby