Memoirs of a Chocolate Banana Fanatic

A memoir of a Typical boy in a Typical quarter-life crisis living in a Typical world.

Wednesday, June 28, 2006

Heartbreak

Heartbreak. What's your definition for Heartbreak? Well, since this is my boring blog, I shall share with you what's my version of Heartbreak. It's gonna be long. So, bear with me. Correct me if I'm wrong.

Heartbreak, when my girlfriend whom I loved for 2 years, left me. I want to go all out to save that relationship! But at that point, my unit in camp just started the staying in policy. So I can't go out, and I can only see my girlfriend leave me. It sounds like an excuse until she found someone she love. I have to give up. Oh yeah! I am happy for her, I always tell my friends I am happy for her. But I lied...
it breaks my heart the most when I finally know I can never have her back in my arms again.

Heartbreak 2, when I get to be with this girl who's 4 years older than me. She was really nice to me. There's no girlfriend I know who will treat me as nice as her. What I want to do is to be there for her, to share her sorrows over her ex-boyfriend, to help her get over him, and OF COURSE, love her. But deep inside my heart, I am prepared she will leave me. I am her life jacket, once she got over her past, I might not be able to be by her side anymore. I wish my lifespan as her life jacket would last long, maybe forever. However, the day came when she told me she want to break up because we many differences.

I lost confidence with girls I liked. Everytime, when I know I have feelings for someone, it will eventually turn to vain as I always screw it up. What's really heartbreaking for me now, is that whenever I am alone eating lunch, dinner, going out or rotting at home, I can still remember I used to do these with the girl I loved. But now, I can only imagine she's there... smiling at me, laugh at my nonsense, in a way to self-console. I really MISS her...

People, I know you must have gone through worse than mine. But our hearts, the pain is all the same! It's so pain that sometimes you can't even breathe. But you know what's the good thing about heartbreak? You still have feelings! You are not that bad after all! You are not worse than the heartbreakers out there! So don't think of doing anything stupid. YOU ARE STILL NOT ALONE!

Saturday, June 24, 2006

Defination for One-Itis

One-Itis, a term I read from a particular book written by a particular author who has a particular statement to make. Okay, let's get straight to the meat.

I may not be too accurate, but before I explain what one-itis mean, I need to ask you people some questions (assume the reader is a male okay?):

1. When you like a girl, do you feel that you want to tell her that you love her, and you want to be with her to take care of her, and she can make your whole life feel complete? However you don't know how to phrase it to her?
2. Do you feel a bit nervous whenever she's around?
3. Are you afraid to offend her in anyway, therefore you paid attention to every single detail about her and the surroundings so you think you can try to make her happy? Put this another way, you don't dare to speak freely because you scared you might offend her in anyway?
4. Is there a certain amount of uncomfortable silences between the two of you?
5. You won't hold her hand until she's your girlfriend. Yes?

Okay, that's about it. If in any of these questions, you answered "YES", you have one-itis with your crush. One-itis is a term used when you have problems expressing yourself infront of the girl you like, even though you really love her, but you are just uncomfortable whenever she's around. Well, it's not a bad thing though.. but it makes it difficult for you to take another step to bring this friendship to another level. I can summarize all these into one question for you.

"What if your CRUSH becomes your CRASH?"

Relax dudes, YOU ARE NOT ALONE. I am going through this with you people too!

Saturday, June 17, 2006

No Woman No Cry

I was listening to this song "No Woman No Cry" by Bob Marley.
The thought comes into my mind. I was thinking, "Yeah, he is right, nothing wrong being single, nothing to be sad about when you are lonely. No Woman no cry."

To all singletons out there, this is my message to you all,
EVERYTHING'S GONNA BE ALRIGHT.
Point your finger in front of you to something very far. (If you can see the sea, point to it.) Look, the road is far and never ending. We got to keep walking. As we keep walking, we will eventually meet someone, rather than stop where you are right now. Nothing's gonna happen if you just stay where you are. Move on people! Start the singleton REVOLUTION! Get rid of those negative thoughts, don't worry, don't cry. YOU ARE NOT ALONE! Let's walk hand in hand to a brighter future and you will find your perfect match in future to come!

Well, it's the same if you need someone to talk to, don't worry, I'll give you my number, call me and I will make you happy! -.-

Thursday, June 15, 2006

The Day I Cease To be A British Citizen

21 years old. The determining age when I have to choose whether to be a "full-time" Singapore Citizen or a "full-time" British Citizen. People may wonder where the hell I get this British Citizenship. Well, for your information, my Dad is Hong Ki. So during the year when I was born, 1984, Hong Kong was still under the British Colony, so that's how and when I got this whacky British Citizenship.

Now, here's the catch. Why would they send me a letter now and ask me to make a choice? Well, did they forget that I am serving the NATIONAL SERVICE? GET THE MESSAGE? HUH? Why would I want to serve 2 years and 2 months of nonsense if I would eventually choose to be a British Citizen? It would make me look like an idiot? RIGHT? Why would someone waste 2 years and 2 months of his life if he could have made use this period to study and get a DEGREE? I would be 22 years old now, and got a degree ages ago, and will be working and earn tons of money instead of some miserable pricky allowance provided by the SAF. WOW!

Welcome to Singapore my dear friends who are foreigners who decided or still considerating of being a PR or a citizen in this GREEN city. -.-"

Monday, June 12, 2006

Last Duty



Finally my last duty is over! I look back at my camp mates, pointed them my finger, smiled at them, and said, "Look at my finger. What does it say? What does it mean to me? It means, The significant day, the significant duty. One more day, the last duty!" And I walk away laughing. That's kinda cruel to those peeps who just join in my unit, but I suppose they will eventually understand what it means when it is their turn to point their finger at their future mates.
We had hot plate and barbecue at night to celebrate in camp.
Imagine when people come to the base when they just see people in green having barbecue at the guard house, they will go like, "Hey! Is this the coolest unit I ever seen? They are having barbecue in camp!" and I will go like, "Yeah! Wait till you join our unit, we will give you GOOD DEAL!" (The term GOOD DEAL, is only used when we want to give the worst duty timing to our new mates in camp).
Well, my real good deal is in the next day. I get to sing Karaoke with 2, not 1, but TWO PRETTY GIRLS at KBox in Orchard Cineleisure. Yeah, that's kinda cool! Actually, I knew them for 9 years, and they are sisters, so it's okay for me to hang out with them right?
B, E, A, Utiful!! So much for my last duty in living hell.

Thursday, June 08, 2006

One more DAY!

One more day before my last duty in Changi Defense Squadron.
The sense of achievement is pouring in to my very veins! One and a half years of duty, finally come down to ONE more day.
Well, so many one-more-day events in life, but this should be the most significant yet. What a pathetic life I've been leading! What am I going to do for the remaining two months before I ORD? A tough question. Well, I've been trying to do some design work, trying to pick up the skills I've lost through my lazy days in the navy.
What a boring day to begin on the very 1st day of the WORLD CUP! Cool, but I am not sure whether I have the commitment to stay up late at night to watch that damn match. I wonder what will happen if Germany happens to lose this first match. OPS! Should be quite a sight.
This is a boring blog which I am typing mindlessly.
-.-"