Infatuation

The other day while having a glass of beer inside a karaoke lounge, I saw a middle age lady sitting at an adjacent table drinking milo. I had met her once. She recognised me and I went over to say hello. She invited me to join her at her table. So I had my beer there and our conversation went smoothly. She was a charm to talk to.

"Where is Alvin? I don't see him here." she asked.
"I don't know. May be he is busy and doesn't know you are here." I said.

Alvin is one of my friends. Gossip has it that he is interested and like this lady named Joy.

"I sense that Alvin likes you very much. If he knew you are here, I bet he would be with us now." I teased.
"Oh how sweet. I know someone who is right inside this room now and he likes me, too, but he sure knows how to hide his feeling." she quipped.
"Oh really? I wonder who he is." I replied.

I knew she was talking about me. I pretended not to know and looked around the room  searching for the guy. Somehow I felt like a fool.

Later we drank beer together and sang some of our favourite songs before we hit the road. I really enjoyed being with her. Would my feeling towards her go beyond my infatuation?

My Friend Is A Karaoke Singer

Last night I went with my friends to Superstar Karaoke Lounge in Kuching City. We like singing. Ah Soon is the best male singer among us. He has strong and pleasant voice. The next good singer is another friend of mine, too, nicknamed Specky. I haven't met him for quite sometime and am impressed with his song because he has improved tremendously. I asked about his secret of singing well and he told me a singing teacher had taught him how to sing better. You can watch him singing part of a mandarin song in this video. May be I need to look for a singing teacher, too.

Forever Beautiful

The last time my younger daughter, Janelle, spent her birthday at home was 5 years ago before working in a foreign land. I took the picture above in 2008. Now she is as beautiful as ever. She always come home and visit us for a few days each time during festival days and whenever she is on leave. I hope she can spent her time together with us again during her next birthday.

I have a short video of her birthday taken in 2008. It was a simple birthday party with a birthday cake and some soft drinks. Watch video.

Clement's Birthday

Happy birthday Clement. My grandson has just turned 5-year-old last month. He is tall for his age but a bit skinny. The above picture was taken during his birthday. At 3-year-old he was more chubby and looked cute. A short video of him making a phone call to his daddy can be viewed here.

Disoriented

It was early in the morning and as I came out from the wash room, under the dim light, I was surprised and aghast to see my colleague, John Morbid, with his underwear on, was standing next to the door of the hotel room, With the front part of his underwear pulled way down below his scrotum he was urinating against the wall whilst his dreamy eyes was staring at the ceiling. Out of courtesy and not to embarrass him, I didn't say anything and just came out from the washroom and went to the desk next to my bed.

Upon hearing the noise coming from the desk, John stopped urinating abruptly, pulled up his underwear and seem to have awoken from a spell or hangover. He drank too much beer the previous night.

“Hey pal, it's your turn for the washroom.” I said.

“Ah yes, thank you.” he murmured.

I was fully dressed up when he came out from the washroom. He was wrapped up with a large towel and walked slowly to his bed side. I had switched on all the light and the wet floor could easily be seen.

“John, the floor near the door is wet. What happened? A leaking ceiling?” I asked.

“ No, it isn't. I spilled a bottle of mineral water while you were in the washroom.” he replied.

“Oh, I see.” I said.

What a lousy lie I thought. John opened his bag and took out a used short pant and proceeded to mop up the liquid from the floor. After that he simply stuffed the pant back into his bag.

Yak! If only I knew his habit well, I wouldn't want to share the hotel room with him. I was lucky as he would be checking out in the late afternoon.

On our way to attend the refresher course, I stopped by the counter at the lobby and informed the staff there that I wanted my room to be cleaned up for the day.

Back To Work Again

I have just retired from my job six months ago. At first I was happy since I had much free time and could do anything I wanted. I met up with my old friends, had tea together and that was fun. Not like before, I seldom travel because I don't like visiting new places alone. Yes, I am single again. I haven't married since my late wife passed away several years ago due to an illness.

However, as time passed by and with nothing else to do, I started to feel boring. Probably it is due to my staying alone. My two children have grown up and they are independent. The elder one is married and the younger one is still single but working abroad. Sometimes I wish I were working again so that I have things to occupy my boring time.

Yesterday morning I was awakened by my mobile phone. I hadn't heard that ring tone for ages. It was a tone, 'What a wonderful World',  I assigned for my boss' mobile phone number. I got up from my bed, glanced at the clock and answered the phone. It was 9 am.

"Hello Sam, how are you? And where are you?" Vincent, my boss, inquired.
"Good morning Vincent. I'm at home. What can I do for you?" I replied.
"I just received your practicing certificate from the authority. Are you interested to work again?" He asked.
"Well, I ... let me think about it first." I said.
"Okay, once you make up your mind, let me know."
"Yes Sir, I'll do that."

Well, wasn't it the best thing to have happened to me? I complained of boredom and to work again would fix it, albeit a gain financially, too. It took me an hour to make up my decision. I sent a text message confirming I wanted to work again via my mobile phone to my boss. Two minutes later he replied to say his assistance would take care of me. I would have to do my medical check up and attend certain refresher courses before commencing work.

To work again gave me a feeling of being given a new lease of life.