Monday, August 27, 2012
Monday, August 13, 2012
Thursday, August 9, 2012
Wednesday, August 8, 2012
A GOOD DAY
It wasn't a cool night in Tanjong Pagar, walking through the alleys of shop houses. Rachel brought us to the eclectic place called "The Pigeonhole." It kind of has the old school feeling of bean bags on the floor, vintage old red ladder sofa and dim lighting. I immediately stepped into a world of spaced out, drinking a nice toffee cider ordered by Rachel. And there, we talked about boys, anything under the roof.
After that, we weaved out way through the buzz of shophouses, and finally made way to an Indian restaurent called "spice club." I had a roti prata and Teh Ping. While thinking of how to spend the night, we sat there, talking about silly things again.
I suddenly thought of Zouk since it was a Wednesday night and we braved our way to Zouk via taxi, meeting a very witty taxi driver, who says things like..."So horny" when a car horned at home. haha.
When we reached Zouk, there was a whole sea of youngsters, don't know coming from which world. It was as if the whole world was there. We wanted to go wine bar, but the crowd was too overpowering that we made our way towards Robertson quay area. On our way to our destination, we went to a place called "The merry man. " The place had a two storey kinda high ceiling, with cool decors, except for the horrible music played in the Bar, though they played a nice song "ass back home" by Gym class Heroes.
Through the whole journey to the "Merry Man," we were swarmed by people, literally everywhere, on the floor, on the seats, on the bridge. It was a real festival happening perhaps celebrating the mood of National Day.
Everyone was so dressed up like in IMVU, wearing heels, fancy dresses, nice black shirts for guys that it seemed like the whole IMVU has turned into real life for me. We then walked our way, following the rivers, finally reaching to a destination, Clark Quay.
Finally, meeting a friend of rachel's while walking towards HomeClub. His name was Sean and he seemed like a quirky guy. We then decided to go to a coffee shop called BK house, people watching and having some makan to eat, watching butches pass by and drunken people walk pass the road as we set on our hard plastic chairs.
It ended off with Sean, who brought a few pennys and actually wanted to go home walking from Clark Quay to Bishan, which seemed impossible. HAHA. He eventually hitch a ride from us as we tried helplessly finding a cab, walking all the way up so far, like finding a firm place on the Titanic to sink down.
I came home at my latest, about 3.45am. Mum was sleeping and later me also went to sleep.
After that, we weaved out way through the buzz of shophouses, and finally made way to an Indian restaurent called "spice club." I had a roti prata and Teh Ping. While thinking of how to spend the night, we sat there, talking about silly things again.
I suddenly thought of Zouk since it was a Wednesday night and we braved our way to Zouk via taxi, meeting a very witty taxi driver, who says things like..."So horny" when a car horned at home. haha.
When we reached Zouk, there was a whole sea of youngsters, don't know coming from which world. It was as if the whole world was there. We wanted to go wine bar, but the crowd was too overpowering that we made our way towards Robertson quay area. On our way to our destination, we went to a place called "The merry man. " The place had a two storey kinda high ceiling, with cool decors, except for the horrible music played in the Bar, though they played a nice song "ass back home" by Gym class Heroes.
Through the whole journey to the "Merry Man," we were swarmed by people, literally everywhere, on the floor, on the seats, on the bridge. It was a real festival happening perhaps celebrating the mood of National Day.
Everyone was so dressed up like in IMVU, wearing heels, fancy dresses, nice black shirts for guys that it seemed like the whole IMVU has turned into real life for me. We then walked our way, following the rivers, finally reaching to a destination, Clark Quay.
Finally, meeting a friend of rachel's while walking towards HomeClub. His name was Sean and he seemed like a quirky guy. We then decided to go to a coffee shop called BK house, people watching and having some makan to eat, watching butches pass by and drunken people walk pass the road as we set on our hard plastic chairs.
It ended off with Sean, who brought a few pennys and actually wanted to go home walking from Clark Quay to Bishan, which seemed impossible. HAHA. He eventually hitch a ride from us as we tried helplessly finding a cab, walking all the way up so far, like finding a firm place on the Titanic to sink down.
I came home at my latest, about 3.45am. Mum was sleeping and later me also went to sleep.
Monday, July 30, 2012
Daily life in Marina Square
I think it looks quite interesting in this perspective, with the glass panel, as if he building was inside the ai rcondioned area.
This one looks like white Lily pads with people walking on them.
Cartoon found on Times bookstore
Saturday, July 28, 2012
Tuesday, July 24, 2012
Friday, July 20, 2012
Wednesday, July 18, 2012
Tuesday, July 17, 2012
LAUNCH OF CONSULTING FIRM ANYTHING UNDER THE ROOF
Our life is always under the roof that it inspired me to come out with this title of mine.
I was thinking, we are always so caught up with the environment that we are in, we forgot that there are other types of environment that we have not experienced.
We are all trapped in the background or landscape of a portrait that we forgot that we could change up the background just by coming up our own background, which is to think of a business, think of a new way to create our own environment, instead of blend into an existing environment.
How do I do that?
A shop would be too expensive to create an environment as rental really kills. If we are to create a virtual world, we are not being realistic, as virtual worlds in the computer do not exist long term.
And so, I think the only way is to start by looking at a consulting firm that I wish to start up through my blog for all kinds of things, ranging from clothing to furnitures to toys.
*MINI PROJECT CALLED ANYTHING UNDERTHEROOF :)
Welcome to the virtual world of Singapore
I was thinking, it doesn't get you anywhere airing your thoughts about the world.
Who would actually want to hear your thoughts except for your good friends...
And so, I decided to come out with this blog.
This blog will be about turning the real world into a virtual world, something that I wish Singapore would be after 10 years.
What do I mean by the virtual world?
That would mean becoming the person that you want to be in terms of fashion, work. Basically living the life you want to live.
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