Monday, December 31, 2007

2007 has been..

..surprisingly fulfilling. What promised to be another draggy year in NS turned out to be rather colourful. I started the year at well, rock bottom. let's just say I was feeling really depressed. I had to take my mind off the source of the misery; therefore I desperately clutched at anything that might do the trick. I watched American Dad, I immersed myself in work, I ate like crazy, and I talked to friends. And slowly I got better. maybe more than better. I'd lost myself in the latter part of last year, and while I tried to pick up the pieces and find myself again...I guess I discovered a selghhxxrrggh NO THIS IS GETTING EMO. NO EMO POSTS ALLOWED ON THIS BLOG.

right then. omahgawd ten minutes to 2008. okay. I'm here in my room, armed with a laptop, my handphone, and a book. (which I have yet to touch) it's actually the first time I am staying up out of my own free will to usher in the new year. usher in the new year? that sounds plain ridiculous. it's just another day. not as if waiting for it would please the gods and grant me a happier 2008. anyway previous new years have been pretty amusing. since im an early sleeper, me and my sis we'd set the alarm for 11:50 (sometime around now) and wait for the countdown. clock strikes midnight, a chorus of happy new years rises in the air and echoes throughout the hdb estate. and then we'd wish each other happy new year and promptly go back to sleep. haha.

right then five minutes. goodbye 2007! it's been fun.

Thursday, December 27, 2007

I must draw more

A little something whipped up at Starbucks last week..don't ask

I Am Legend was disappointing, but I think a large part of that had to do with my expectations of the film - after all the trailer was pretty spectacular and probably hard to live up to. My biggest gripe has to do with the ending, which I shall refrain from spoiling here, but all I can say is that it was pretty abrupt. Not to mention that it had something to do with blind faith.

A nice ending would be as follows: Robert Neville gets captured by the vampires, is told that he will be executed for mass homicide of their race. We then find out that Neville is actually a psycho and we the audience have been seeing things through his eyes the whole time. "do they look like monsters to you?"
of course, that wouldn't tie in with the plague story arc.

Hope everyone had a great Christmas! I know I did :D

Sunday, December 23, 2007

Wenhui's wedding


My sister's married!

Months of agonising and planning culminated in a rather successful wedding I'd say! Now lemme start at the beginning, which is a generally popular place to start.

Woke up at around 5am but I had to drag myself out of bed cos I'd been at Larissa's xmas party and watching Liverpool thrash Portsmouth the night before. The makeup artist and hairstylists arrived shortly after I'd freshened up so I waddled to the door like a zombie (assuming zombies do waddle. You may dispute this saying that zombies actually stagger but since zombies don't actually exist I have every right to imagine that they waddle) in my sleepwear to let them in. They proceeded to make-up Wenhui (my sister) and may I add, they did a pretty splentastic job. In the meantime, I tidied myself up.

By the time I was done, the sisters (Wenhui's friends and colleagues) and my maternal relatives had arrived. Me and my dad went downstairs to get breakfast and he went off to pick up my relatives (dad's side). By seven plus Wenhui was all made up and in her gown, the relatives, the sisters, photographers and videographers were all at our house. Now as Cantonese tradition has it the groom is supposed to come to the bride's house to whisk her away to his house. But it wasn't going to be easy for him.

At 8.15, car horns could be heard blaring away downstairs. That was my cue to go down and open the car door for Fenglei. (the groom/my brother-in-law) So I grabbed a couple of oranges and went down to see his brothers there. The bridal car was a BMW, with Fenglei inside waiting for me to open the door. I waited till the camera and video crew were in position and then opened the door. Now he and I were in a bit of a pickle cos he had a hand bouquet in one hand and a red packet (for me) in the other and I was supposed to hand him the oranges and he was supposed to hand me the red packet. Tough innit? Well we managed. Took a couple of photos before rushing back upstairs to warn the sisters of their arrival.

I needn't have worried. They'd already locked the door (thus locking me out) so all we had to do was wait. Here were the rules of the game: if Fenglei and his brothers wanted to enter theyd have to give a $1223 angbao; otherwise they'd have to do certain things to reduce the amount. Of course they chose to negotiate, so I provided the first hurdle. My demand: 99 commando push ups to be spread out among the seven of them. At first it didnt look too good cos a lot of them were struggling! About halfway through I began to feel ever so slightly guilty. I contemplated offering to help but they looked determined to take the punishment for Fenglei. In the end, the brothers completed 98 pushups, leaving the last one for Fenglei. I was so touched la..

With that out of the way, the fee was lowered to $999. Next he had to take on a quiz about his bride and - he's surprisingly good! I suppose those eight years together weren't for nothing. So he managed to make his way into the house - but that was just round one. To get through the balcony he had to undergo a series of sensory tests involving identifying my sister's perfume and lipstick print. (one of which was mine)

And finally, our favourite hurdle which involved tasting something sour, sweet, bitter and spicy. Sour was (pure) lemon juice, sweet was rock sugar pieces coated in honey, bitter was (ooh my favourite) bittergourd juice and spicy was long beans in tabasco sauce. Long beans because Fenglei couldn't stand the grating sound produced between tooth and, uh, bean. Take a gander at our sadistic selection of sensory sappers:



formidable, aren't they? we prepared enough for him and his brothers. All pretty healthful foods actually. And that was round two. He'd finally made his way into the house! But Wenhui was in the bridal room, waiting. And before he could go in there and lift her veil, he'd have to...serenade her with Truly Madly Deeply from Savage Garden! Now I was particularly concerned at this point because I'd only had the opportunity to teach him the chords two days ago. Which was why I was surprised when he insisted he'd take it on his own. In any case, yeah he had trouble changing the chords in the end but..what courage!

..so with the song out of the way, he was all on his own now! he seeks permission to enter the bridal room..
..and kisses the bride!
And so after that the two leave for the groom's house for tea ceremony there first, before they return for tea ceremony at our place. I catch a quick nap in between, then we all leave for the Arts House, venue of the ceremony. I had the privilege of getting a ride in the bridal car.


This is where I got kinda busy, directing guests to the reception counter (and the toilet), giving out chocolates and pins. After that we all adjourned into the Chamber for the ceremony. I was really tickled to hear Buckethead playing in the chamber, thanks to Wenhui's choice of music. (and my influence) Bet that was a first. Things kicked off with a video presentation (during which I started to get all teary-eyed), including footage of all the happenings that occurred earlier in the day. Boy are they efficient!

Then came my sis and my dad marching proudly down the aisle, and the stuff that follows after that (I'm too lazy to describe this but I got it all on video. it was damn long and my hands were giving way)

After that we all went to have food, make small talk with the guests etc. and that was pretty much it. I thought the whole thing was rather successful. In fact, it was more or less as I'd pictured it in my mind. I'd totally want my wedding to go like this! Speaking of my wedding, we all know how weddings tend to make people anxious about their own. As it is, at least three relatives asked me when mine was going to be and a few assumed I had a girlfriend. ("is your girlfriend tall?") haha who knows!

right then, a few more pictures and we're done:


happy married couple + me


family photo with paternal relatives


"who the heck is this?!"


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Sunday, December 16, 2007

the good ol days!

Jammed with SIP (my sec sch band) on Saturday after a nearly three-year long hiatus. It was a very last minute sort of thing, and it seemed that all the major jam studios in town had been fully booked. I looked online and finally found one in Katong Shopping Centre, Encore! Studios. So we met up, had Parklane fried wanton mee at the Katong Branch (very much pales in comparison, don't go there) and headed down to the studio. Apparently, the studio was owned by a guy and a girl, both of whom weren't in town. So guess who was there to open the studio for us? The girl's parents. A rather kindly old couple, I might add. The woman was asking questions about us like any old auntie would, like whether we were still studying etc. First time we'd ever received such a reception at a jam studio. The people working at these places tend to be hostile (shang studio at orchard) or hippie musicians. (tiet studio) The old couple helpfully added that they weren't musicians, and if we encountered any technical problems with the equipment then..well good luck to us! Thank goodness nothing went wrong.

The studio was rather new, the drums were in great shape, everything was in good condition, basically. Just a bit messy, that's all. I had a Line6 amp and a Yamaha guitar to play with. And so we launched into a few of our old songs, most of which Chee Keen and Yen Chin needed a bit of prompting to recall. We couldn't play with the facility we used to have, but had fun nonetheless:



Too bad the camera ran out of memory pretty early on. After running through our "set list" we went on to play various nonsense like we always do. Including a very cool christmas carol rock medley! Pity we didn't record that one.

Ice Cream Chefs was nearby, so we made our way down there for after-jam dessert. I was pleasantly surprised to find En Qi and her gang (Wendy, Toon Li, Le Jia, Bernice) there. Yen Chin also met a couple of people he knew. Small world. Anyhow here I was at Ice Cream Chefs, finally. It's this place which serves ice cream mashed in with your choice of ingredients on a cold-stone top . For the longest time I'd been dying to try out the deadly combination of choc hersheys ice cream, nutella, oreos and Kinder Bueno. Thank goodness in the end I - well, I pretty much chose that combination, only without bueno but with peanuts instead. Still, I'd hit on a murderous combination. I couldn't bring myself to finish it. Couple of pics at Ice Cream Chefs:



I'm going back there. Vanilla ice cream, Nutella and Kinder Bueno sounds good.

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Thursday, December 13, 2007

God rest ye merry gennlemen

God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen has always been one of my fav Christmas tunes, and I'd originally set out to record a metal version of it. But metal versions of Christmas tunes have been done to death, so I decided to jazz it up. I hope I did well. It's pretty short at the moment-hopefully I'll get around to building on it someway or the other.

http://wongkangwen.googlepages.com/grymg2.mp3

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Thursday, December 6, 2007

everyone onto the bandwagon



this may just seem like me sitting on a chair playing a guitar but it's actually a musical diatribe against the shackles of mandatory conscription and forced labour and the hegemony that exists within the walls of society and an impassioned plea to the suffering to let themselves be heard one voice one resonant collective voice will bring change and everything will be better. haha just kidding.

in the army we have three ways to approach a problem:
1) solve it
2) lan lan suck thumb
3) call SAF hotline

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Sunday, December 2, 2007

the road less travelled

Yesterday was really cool. Met Colin at noon, both armed with cameras so expect some pictures in this post. We'd intended to visit the Tuckshop at the Tanjong Pagar for some steak sandwich. Which Colin described with an assortment of exclamations and oohs and ahhs so I concluded it was really good. BUT it turned out to be closed on Sundays so we went for the alternative: a humble little pasta stall at Maxwell Rd Food Centre. We ordered an Aglio Olio, a Spaghetti Bolognese, a Beef Lasagne, a Chocolate Lava Cake and an Apple Crepe - ALL FOR ONLY...wait let's talk about the food first. must keep you in suspense.The dude at the stall seemed rather incredulous at our hefty order. In any case, we sat our butts down and waited to be surprised. First came the Aglio Olio (the taste of which is now flooding my tongue as I type) - and it was gorgeous. I reckon the garlic slices and olive oil were the stars of this show. I mean the pasta itself was nicely done with just the right amount of bite but it was the garlicky fragrance that bowled me over. The sausage slices were a really effective supporting cast, adding just the right amount of saltiness. Not to mention the chili padi, which as Colin pointed out was a really suitable replacement for the dried chili peppers that Italian restaurants normally use. Menotti's has got NOTHING on this stall. NOTHING. Thankfully, memories of that awful shrimp aglio olio will be soon be quashed and replaced by that of this masterpiece. Okay I promise I won't pratter on so much about the other dishes.

Next came the beef lasagne. Unlike most other lasagnes I've tried where each ingredient seems to be a separate entity, the beef and sauce and pasta all blend into each other. I'd have prefered mozarella instead of cream cheese though. The spaghetti bolognese was a tad disappointing, because the pasta was mushy. la pasta e scotta! The saving grace was the sauce. (This chef lacks the gene that codes for the ability to make bad sauces) Dessert - the apple crepe was wrapped in peking duck wrapping! I was suitably amused. I thought the crepe went very well with the vanilla lime ice cream. The chocolate cake reminded me of Miss Clarity's (legendary) Mud Ooze but was not quite on par in terms of the choc lava. Haha you can't beat Valrhona chocolate, srsly.

aha and you know how all that cost? $20.80! quick everyone go eat before the chef goes and opens his own eatery and charges a premium for..uh..al fresco dining! Here at Maxwell it's already al fresco!

We hopped over to the Red Dot Design Museum nearby to visit the MAAD Flea Market. Plenty of booths selling all sorts of miscellaneous knickknacks! We're eyeing a 123-page sketchbook that was going for $13. There was also this earhook thingy (for girls) that I REALLY adored. Lucky the price tag ($49) stopped me from buying it on a whim. We each managed to get a free 2005 Designers' Yearbook by pretending to be potential art/design students. Pretty nifty!

Haji Lane was the next stop so Colin could buy his military jacket. Only a few stores were open that Sunday, and they all sold pretty indie-looking apparel. In any case I appreciated the vibe of the whole place. Like some sleepy Mexican village, only it wasn't Mexican. On the way to Bugis Junction, we passed by a very odd store. It looked dark and dank and played heavy metal music (Mortician), with a dangerous-lo
oking man behind the counter. I wandered in and very quickly glanced through the wares which comprised a selection of metal LDs and CDs and..colourful indie t-shirts! who would've guessed! Anyhoos, we didn't feel like hanging around for long there because there wasn't much to sustain our interest and the dangerous-looking man was looking more dangerous by the second.

From Bugis, we cabbed down to Dempsey Road. My plans to catch a quick snooze on the taxi were dashed by an anti-government taxi driver who spent the entire trip condemning the SAF. Okay we share your sentiments sir but I want to sleep.

The Dempsey Rd area was a veritable bohemia. A few minutes from town yet it couldn't be much more different. A few metres in I saw a pig being spit roasted outdoors. There was a row of interesting eateries and shops selling mostly furniture and household accessories. Okay doesn't sound very exciting that way but what was most charming about the place was the open spaces, the untrimmed grass, the funny architecture, the peacefulness. It didn't feel like Singapore at all.

After wandering about for a bit, we finally found House, Camp, Barracks. We spotted at least two lambos driving around and a few Lexuses. The Affordable Photo Fair was being held there, and was the very reason why Colin had dragged me there in the first place. On the way to the fair, we were stopped by the sight of this cute little room with a display of cute but somewhat twisted Alice in Wonderland-esque artwork in faded colours. In the middle of the room sat a girl in a t-shirt and a box of colour pencils, busy drawing, and another lady in pink. The pink lady, whom we later found out to be the promoter, warmly welcomed us and introduced the other girl as the artist. The artist was a fascinating person. She looked so frail and pale and looked every bit like a character in a story she might be illustrating. Maybe something Neil Gaiman might come up with. Most of the works we saw can be found on her blog: http://crimsonstate.blogspot.com

It was a rather surreal experience. In any case, we bade them farewell and proceeded on to the photo fair. It was really crowded, and there were a lot of photographs. Colin stopped at every booth and pretty much followed the template of: meet, introduce self as fellow photographer, feedback on photographs, no money to buy cos I'm an NSF! I learnt a bit about photography by the end of the whole thing I think. Just a bit. The last photographer we talked to was also a fashion designer who had this most remarkable approach to fashion design - skip the design sketches. Why? because you are likely to not be able to pull off what you draw with the given fabric. And this is a good philosophy to have in her case, because she really makes the fabric do all sorts of bunches and folds and other stunts. So apparently what she does is embark on a piece by actually making it, and improvise the design along the way. How cool is that.
And so that was it - our trek through a few of the arguably lesser known places on this island. When we cabbed back to Orchard Road it struck me as familiar, too familiar - kitsch even - despite its particularly wonderful embellishments this year. Will definitely be back.

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Saturday, December 1, 2007

they're taking the hobbits to Isengard!

conversation between Daniel Hui and myself:

[19:26] Kangwen: hehrow
[19:27] I want to pangsai. 物の哀れ: honda mitsubishi samurai?
[19:28] Kangwen: ninja takashimaya wasabi
[19:29] I want to pangsai. 物の哀れ: buddha tsunami!
[19:29] Kangwen: aladdin hamasaki hamtaro?
[19:30] I want to pangsai. 物の哀れ: karate fujitsu kawasaki...
[19:30] Kangwen: kodak chihuahua latte katana
[19:31] I want to pangsai. 物の哀れ: sushi sashimi kanina....
[19:32] Kangwen: nagasaki sakae hanabi!!!
[19:32] I want to pangsai. 物の哀れ: akashi! tempura! udon!
[19:33] Kangwen: oishi (:
[19:33] Kangwen: junichiro koizumi shinzo abe...
[19:34] Kangwen: kamikaze wonton mee.
[19:34] I want to pangsai. 物の哀れ: bak chor mee! lor mee! bak kut teh!
[19:35] Kangwen: hor fun mui fun hokkien mee??!!!
[19:36] Kangwen: prata mata mee pok tah
[19:36] I want to pangsai. 物の哀れ: char kway teow chai tow kway hokkien mee
[19:38] Kangwen: alibaba jalapenos...estrada akihabara
[19:39] I want to pangsai. 物の哀れ: mahathir junta!
[19:40] Kangwen: condoleeza olmert rice?!
[19:41] I want to pangsai. 物の哀れ: noodle noooooooooodle noooodle
[19:41] Kangwen: rural poodle noodles
[19:41] I want to pangsai. 物の哀れ: noodle noodle
[19:41] I want to pangsai. 物の哀れ: noodle......
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