it has been quite awhile since my last post. it not that nothings been happening, too much stuffs happened. it ain counted much but big for sure.

i saw an opportunity, quite a justifiable one, was captivated by it at that moment. at that time i felt so sure that it would work that i plunged right into it. thou i deemed not to have make a grave mistake, a 2nd thought about it would had made it a precised choice.

but on the other side, i had my suspicions and mixed fillings. at this point of my life, i feel that the difference between someone who make it big against someone who hasn't is two words "luck and opportunity".

who dares to say the most clever person earns the most money?

then, shouldnt those who earned the nobel prize be the richest?

but the world dosen work that way, ain it.

back to the point, it is that i saw this opportunity yet dare not dive straight into it.

to add on to the points of fighting for it. this buffer of 2 years merely allowed those walking to catch up, to grow up. this is back, cos ppl who are running will lose that first mover advantage.

we can argue till the cows come home and the final decision still lies with me. nothign else but me.

maybe its time to think about the future. future beyond.

posted by ikaira @ 7:53 PM, ,


i got my life to live man.

things happen, and during this timeline, they are the gd, the bad. all of them constitute a memory some which u swear if given a chance, u would love to stop the clock and let that frame be played over and over again. but there are also the others whenever u think of it, u will curse and swear the shit out of them. but still it there ain obstacles, wouldnt life be boring?

but then again, time nv stops and the world keeps on turning no matter wat. so am i gonna let the world turn without me? nope nope, we all gotta move on. be it career wise while climbing the corporate ladder or emotional wise when nursing a heartbreak.

my point is i got my life to live. and living my life does no mean having to update it on the blog. it is when i have absolutely no time in updating my blog when i feel im living my life the fullest. so much things to do and to contemplate with.

some of the problems are self-created or should i say most of the problems are self-created for we know the grey matter up there is the most powerful shit around that screws everyone.

i shan elaborate wats been happening, but i shall go back to my point, i got my life to live.

so live it!

posted by ikaira @ 6:37 PM, ,


Jeff Chouw presents 6ixth

The Substation Gallery

45 Armenian Street 25 - 30 October, 11am - 9pm

There will be an opening reception on Tuesday 24 October,

3 pm Guest of Honour will be Mr Chiam See Tong. All are welcome.

This exhibition titled 6ixth is a collection of images that followed Mr Chiam See Tong's campaign to regain Potong Pasir for the sixth time. Mr Chiam is one of the most prominent and the most respected opposition leader in Singapore because of his humility, sincerity and steadfastness towards serving his ward. Mr Chaim's tenacity and resolve to represent us in the government and maintain a multi-party democratic state will be challenged again at the coming elections.

In the 2001 General Elections, Mr Chiam only took back Potong Pasir by a mere 751 votes more than Mr Sitoh Yin Pin. How will he fare in 2006? A win or loss will both be a milestone in our nation's political history. His rival, Mr Sitoh had the backing of Senior Minister Mr Goh Chok Tong along with an offer of an eighty million dollar upgrading package to assist in the campaign.

Jeff Chouw presents the good fight by Mr Chiam and his team, along with his people in Potong Pasir that earned his sixth consecutive seat in the Parliament.

Interested anyone? lets go together? I doubt anyone would care, but a long shot is better den not trying.

posted by ikaira @ 2:30 PM, ,


apparently, i missed out on the prized asset. as the saying goes in hokkien "bo he, hae ma ho"(no fish, prawn is good as well). in my desperate attempts to out run the crowd, i failed, missed out slightly on paper, but deep down, its the desire that lost. my fire is just like a mid autumn festival lantern fire, burned for one strong night. while the others is like the indonesia haze. so strong and steady that even the neighboring countries felt the effects of smoky eyes and shriking lungs.

man, i should start running the distant, clock the mileage. i am missing on way too much stuff in the golden years.

anyway, the point is i bag the best in field operations, and there is a pluck for it.

sometimes, its this kind of pleasant surprizes that made life ain that hard, making going tru national service so much easier.

posted by ikaira @ 9:33 AM, ,


"While people were dying of hunger on the streets, I was teaching elegant
theories of economics," he said. "I started hating myself for the
arrogance of pretending I had answers. We university professors were all
so intelligent, but we knew absolutely nothing about the poverty
surrounding us."

was flipping tru today's today when i saw this piece of gem. how true is that? so elegant the skill of hiding and denial that we are able to indulge ourselves in our own desire, oblivious to all others in the most naked eye except our own.

maybe i should major in economics for a start.

i must have been good in the previous life to be borned in spore. somewhere where as long as u work hard, u will get somewhere regardless of race or religion. the singapore way man, now who said singapore ain got a culture

posted by ikaira @ 9:15 AM, ,


every sunday is depression day. im sure most of us undoubtly would agree with that say. theres the monday blues arriving in a few hrs time, not mentioning all the work, the company, the corporate world and all its rules and regulations conformed under it.

thats just the icing of the cake, cos for these ppl working is just the 9-5 job. the suffering would be over once it hits 1700, that feeling is just like a reborned virgin. so for us nsf, book out time is pure pleasure. even riding on cloud 9 has its contradictions

if one had a bad weekend? den he'll be grumbling for the whole of the next 6 days wondering why he didnt do something special for the weekend.

but wat if one had too gd a weekend. something special happened, something one nv tried before. he'll be worst, he'll be mesmerizing the passed 3 days just like the honeymoon period of a relationship. everynight think and think about how gd it was, wat who did, and how great was it. and den he'll cant slp at lights off time, only falling asleep around midnight.

i love national service.
trully love it

posted by ikaira @ 12:54 PM, ,


man today is a gd day.

today marks the start of a new chapter.

how big it may be, we shall see.

lets hope it gets real big, let it get way outta hand,

thats the way to live man,

no rules

posted by ikaira @ 12:26 AM, ,


anyway, the past is the past. the end of a chapter marks a beginning of a whole new world. after all, it ain that hard to digest this fact with the help of a bottle of heineken and a few hrs of sulking. not to mention the presense of sec sch frens whom grew up with me, those that u always treat them for granted(those that u swore to appreciate them better, and not before long, u still treat them for granted).

sometimes, things are really not meant to be? or that the effort put in ain enough. or should we weight in factors external environment, external influence, so on so for. but down to the bottom line, only champions will be remembered, and who got 2nd dosen matter at all. and so the saying goes "the rest is history"

so does 3 misses make a strike. lets hope it does. cos this one is impt, i'll gladly give the rest up to get this one.

we shall see,
maybe its in the blood to miss already.

posted by ikaira @ 5:36 AM, ,


the pic depicts the wife and father of a army personal who died at war. the first one is the wife sleeping beside the husband's coffin.



the second is the father who hugs another soldier crying.

at this moment, i feel just like the father, i feel like crying.

i missed out again. fuck.

posted by ikaira @ 8:18 PM, ,