It's the morning before I can officially declare my schooling life at the University of Chicago over. So yesterday, I had double torment, with a final for Reproductive Biology/Cancer in the morning, followed by another final for my Viruses of Eukaryote class. Initially I was thinking 2 biology finals on the same day was a recipe for disaster, since not only was there much to be read up on, but there was also a possibility of confusing material from the 2 classes, winding up with shit on my face! But now that that's taken care of, I am delighted that the final for Reproductive Biology/Cancer hadn't been pushed back to Thursday (simply because some smart ass in class told the prof he had already made plans for Thursday, and thus was not available on Thursday). How liberal can it be? I might as well say I need to sleep on Thursday, and so can only take finals on Tuesday! But aniways, I am only left with an Anthropology presentation later in the afternoon. When that's done, I shall finally do something which I've delayed for a long time --- booking my air tix back to Singapore.
So yesterday, feeling jubilant as if a great weight had been lifted off my shoulders, I went downtown to meet Esther and Cheryl to hopefully catch the hit musical 'Wicked'. The only way we could get tickets was through this lucky draw system, where each person was allowed to submit a slip. Some old woman would then be on hand to draw out 10 lucky winners, each of whom would be allowered to purchase tickets for a discounted price of $25. Those unlucky losers would then be automatically entered into a 2nd draw, where 10 winners can each buy limited view tickets for $25. Better than nothing rite?
So 3 of us submitted our slips ... contemplating what would happen if only 1 of us had our slips drawn out? Since each slip was only entitled to a pair of tickets, this scenario would only allow for 2 of us to watch the musical. Compounded with the fact that Shengrong would be joining us later, we needed 2 of us to win. So IDs in hand, we waited eagerly for the old slip-drawing woman to pull out slips, look agonizingly at the names, and then in her best impersonation of Chinese High boys speaking English, pronounce our Chinese names. But alas, this draw turned into an unlucky draw for us. Neither of us managed to be among the 1st 10 winners. So we thought, limited viewing ain't that bad afterall. But no, we didn't win that too. Taking away those 20 winners, and the people (the other one entitled to the 2nd of the pair of tickets each) who were there watching with them, I dare say, the room would have been left with 3 of us. Kanasai! Or potential problem of only 1 person winning had been taken care of.
So deciding to make the most of the situation, and not really wanting to watch X-Men, we decided to go watch the musical Spamalot instead. This musical was spoofed loosely on the hit stupid show Monty Python and the Holy Grail. I think this turned out to be a blessing in disguise. More to follow once I get past dinner.
Now, I think 1 of the easiest places to bring guests would be Pizzeria Uno, where they claim to serve the authentic deep-dish pizza in Chicago. Although I hate pizzas, leading to my conclusion that such deep-dish pizzas are grossly over-hyped, I still took them there. Our pizzas usually take 45 minutes to prepare, but considering we arrived at the restaurant at 615pm, and our musical started at 730pm, and took 15 minutes to walk from the theatre to the restaurant (2 'and's exagerrate the overall effect), this would have necessitated us to finish our pizza in 1 big mouthful, which is physically impossible. So having explained our precarious situation to our server, she promised us our pizza would be ready in 7 minutes. Now, it turned out that our pizza arrived together with our appetizers. How cool was that?
So on to the musical itself. Knowing that I absolutely love shows with no plots, and lots of shit humor, Spamalot was right up my alley. Spoofs of cheerleader songs, gays, French mocking of English people, and pure stupidity contributed to this being one of the most enjoyable musicals I have ever watched. For those who want a proper plot, this is not the musical for you. But this musical got Esther, Shengrong and me rocking with laughter throughout (now, Shengrong laughs at anything, so mebbe that's not a good comparison, but aniways ...) although Cheryl had occasional moments of dreamland patronization.
After the musical, we went to Signature Lounge on the 96th floor of John Hancock Tower for some chill-out drinks. Yay! We managed to get the window seats. The drinks were overloaded with alcohol, but the view was simply breathtaking.
Back in Regents, I went down to Xuda's place to prepare my anthropology presentation, since Esther and Cheryl were not intending to sleep, and I needed people to keep me awake. Now, Shengrong -- the Mr Nice-to-Girls (or anyone wearing a skirt in general) that he is -- he offered to call up NWA to push back the girls' flights to Saturday. Cheryl spent 3 full hours deliberating before she came to the decision to fly back today as planned. So the girls are on their way back to Singapore now, and I shall soon be on my way back too, once I book my tickets .... today.
So last night, Jennie, Shengrong and I went to Chinatown for dinner. What was supposed to be a simple dinner among 3 individuals all headed toward different places upon graduation -- Jennie working in HK, Shengrong interning in New York and then staying for 1 more quarter in Chicago, while I make my way back to Biopolis in Singapore -- turned out to be more than entertaining. First, 3 of us ordered 4 dishes, culminating in Jennie forcefully stuffing unfinished food onto our plates to force us to finish up everything. That action of aggression was nothing compared to what was gonna happen back home in Regents.
So around 1030pm, Shengrong and I went up to Jennie's place for some Bahamas rum-drinking and 'Choi Dai Di' (Big 2, for those ang mohs out there). But everytime we play, there must be a punishment for the loser rite? Otherwise, there was no incentive, besides lots of suaning and whacking each other, to win. So after much disagreement it was concurred that the loser of each round was to drink rum, while the overall loser, ie the biggest loser after all the rounds, was to drink 1 Brita-pitcher full load of water. Jennie initially suggested 5 pitchers of water, but we knew she was always siao, so we (Shengrong, me and Tie [Lu's bf]) unanimously agreed on drinking 1 pitcher of water in 1 sitting as the punishment.
So the points scoring went like this: winner gets 0 point, while the losers total the number of cards remaining individually and this number is added as a positive score for each player. At the end of 30 rounds, the one with the highest number of points is the loser. Catch: the score is doubled for 10 cards remaining, doubled for 11 cards remaining, and tripled for 12 or 13 remaining cards. Eg. if you have 12 cards left after someone wins, you add 36 to your score. So unlike soccer tables, the more points you have, the suckier it is for you. Game on!
Surprisingly Jennie won the first few rounds, so the 3 guys all had a postive score at this point, while Jennie still had a score of 0. It's getting late here and I should be sleeping, so let me get to the exciting parts.
Halfway through, I managed to sneak into the lead, with Tie leading the pack, followed by Shengrong and then Jennie. So the 3 guys decided to collude to raise Jennie's score, to narrow the gap between her and Tie. But alas, she won big next round, with Shengrong and I ending up with 13 card each. This effectively put us out of reach of her, with Shengrong and I just behind Tie. More good luck essentially condemned the rankings as 1) Tie (118 points) 2) Shengrong (116 points) 3) Yongchun (109 points) entering the final round.
Essentially the position of loser was still up for grabs. It looked pretty much like a relegation battle between Shengrong and Tie for the last spot, but a 10 card or more remaining stash would catapault me to last place and a pitcher-full of water, so I could not afford not to concentrate. As I scanned through my cards, I realized that the biggest card I had was a J. Hong gan! I had a flush of 3,4,5,6,7 but how likely was I able to put that out, since that was the smallest possible 5-card suite. I could choose to play pairs, since single cards was a strict no-no, since J was my biggest card. My aim now was not to win, but to get rid of at least 4 cards. Having 9 cards remaining would give me a maximum score of 118 (tied with Tie, assuming he wins this round), but I was pretty certain 9 cards left would be sufficient to avoid last spot. Whatever happened, I couldn't be left with 10 cards or more. But with J as my biggest card, what was I to do?
So, everybody was jsut dumping cards, and I was just passing. I thought to myself, "Cannot be that suay, rite?" Then the critical moment came when it was Tie's turn to start. Needing to get rid of at least 2 more cards than Shengrong to avoid last place, he chose to throw out a flush. Since there was no chance of any pairs forthcoming, I decided to break up all pairs, and instead throw out a club suite. Heng ah! The moment I dumped those 5 cards, I knew I was safe. I could not lose with 8 cards remaining ... since the maximum score I could have would be 117.
Shengrong was getting flustered, but he managed to dump all cards but 1. With only 1 card remaining, there was no way Tie could overtake Shengrong. Thus it ended that Tie was to drink 1 Brita-full of water. When emptied out, the water was sufficient to fill up a large cooking bowl. Fortunately for Tie, Lu helped him out with the drinking. And Jennie took a video of their agonizing ordeal
Well, let's just hope their sleep tonite is not interrupted by constant visits to the toilet. Hopefully the next time we play, I will continue being the spectator when it's time to mete out the punishment.
Here we go with Leeds United We're gonna give the boys a hand Stand up and sing for Leeds United We are the greatest in the land
Every day, we're all gonna say We love you Leeds! Leeds! Leeds! Everywhere, we're gonna be there We love you Leeds! Leeds! Leeds!
Marchin' on together We're gonna see you win (na, na, na, na, na, na) We are so proud We shouted out loud We love you Leeds! Leeds! Leeds!
We've been through it all together And we've had our ups and downs (ups and downs!) We're gonna stay with you forever At least until the world stops going round
Every day, we're all gonna say We love you Leeds! Leeds! Leeds! Everywhere, we're gonna be there We love you Leeds! Leeds! Leeds!
Marchin' on together We're gonna see you win (na, na, na, na, na, na) We are so proud We shouted out loud We love you Leeds! Leeds! Leeds!
Ah, this Saturday has been rather eventful to say the least. After having caught the Da Vinci Code at 1130pm last nite, it was to be expected that I would wake up at noontime, which is what I efficiently did. Afterwhich, Shengrong asked me to go Summer Breeze 2006 in school. Now for all those non-Chicagoens, lemme explain what this Summer Breeze thing is all about. Basically, it's a fun-filled event at the end of spring quarter celebrating the onset of summer, and hence the end of the academic year. This event starts out by having an all-night dance party on Friday night, followed by an entire afternoon of fun on Saturday. Not only are there lots of games, but there is free bubble tea and food too. So let's go into the details, shall we? We shall!
Having just woke up half an hour prior to arriving in school for Summer Breeze, I was naturally in a dishevelled state. This is the final outcome:
Germaine isn't too impressed with the photo; well, neither am I. So it was Germaine, Shengrong and I who arrived together in school. First things first: food and bubble tea! So we promptly went to get our strawberry-lychee freeze. Yay!! I always enjoy my bubble tea. While queueing up for food, Hannah and several other Koreans were behind us, one of them being Hannah's good friend -- Sharon. Hannah introduced us to one another, and Sharon remembers me as that emcee from Chicago Idol!!! No need to eleborate.
Then we went round different booths, checking out the food and games and the "human view". With SAMSU not having set up any booth, we ended up at the CUSA booth, where they have this marble game, with the objective being to transfer all 7 marbles with a chopstick between 2 cups separated 10 metres apart. With 2 competitors, the one who does this the fastest wins a packet of Pocky! So Mingzhu challenged me, thinking that my chopstick-holding skills were as poor as my Mandarin skills. Haha! Little did she realize how adept I was in handling my chopsticks, as I comfortably beat her with 2 marbles to spare. Well, the secret is that chopsticks are what I use to eat ... and eating is an essential part of my daily routine. Haha! I win!
Having exhausted all simple games, we decided to do rock-climbing. Child's play. Shengrong and I (especially I), effortlessly made our way up, and of course down the wall. I think I look so professional climbing in berms.
Finally, Shengrong and I decided to try out the games on those inflatable bouncy stuff. But first of all, we had to sign indemnity forms! wtf rite? So first we challenged each other in this obstacle course, where one had to manoevere his way round several of these inflatable obstacles, such as crawling through tunnels, and squeeing through small gaps and stuff. So Shengrong and I competed, while Germaine and Charmaine dualed with each other. Germaine won, but their challenge was boring. So when the start signal was given, Shengrong and I dashed, and plunged head first into the tunnel. My berms nearly came down .... so that delayed me for a bit. Shengrong was leading till we got to the penultimate obstacle where we had to scale this inflatable wall by leaping onto it and progressing on this elevated level. Haha. Shengrong of course had difficulty vertically scaling the wall, while I effortlessly leaped up and finished the course, leaving Shengrong trailing far behind.
Finally, after some hassling from Amanda whom I was supposed to do our anthropology project with, we decided to end our Summer Breeze activities by challenging each other in this gladiator whacking thing, where we each had a huge stick weapon (I just forgot the name of that weapon), and the aim was to knock the opponent off the platform. Haha .... never did we had so much fun bashing each other in the face and in the stomach. It was so fun.
After such an exhausting 1.5 hours, I had to go to the library to start on our anthropology project. This was essentially the most non-productive part of the day. Even sleeping seems more productive.
Then Amanda, her mum, Chin Siong and I went to K Town for dinner. Lots of gossip over dinner, and now apparently I've taken up another challenge to jio someone out. Not gonna be a problem, I foresee! Now, it's almost midnite, and I think I should go shower, and maybe continue on that anthropology paper. Won't be nice if Amanda finishes her half of the paper, while I am still trying to start on mine. So that's it for now!
It's monday once more ... which means no classes! YAY! This weekend has been a very unproductive one to say the very least. Let's recall wat happened
Friday: Went for soccer training in the afternoon. I have been rather diligent in attending most of our training sessions this quarter ... unlike last year when I skipped almost all sessions. But the hard work has paid off -- we're in the quarter finals of the IM soccer tournament. Semi-finals to come! After rushing home from training, I went out with some of them plus Amanda's mum for dinner. Nothing eventful and so nothing to talk about ... only productive thing I did was eating .... Then we headed to Amanda's place after that for our traditional late-night mahjong session ... aka coerce newbies into playing and winning their money. But alas, last Friday proved not to be my lucky day.
Saturday: Woke up in the afternoon ... and realized Liverpool had won the FA Cup. SHIT! It's not that I hate Liverpool .... but come to think of it, I dislike every team, except Leeds United. In this way, I am being fair and just to all crap teams -- teams like Man Utd, Liverpool, Arsenal, Chelsea and Spurs. Whenever I link all these teams together, the lyrics of the Leeds United song -- Glory Glory Leeds United -- just keeps coming back to my head. "Manchester can rave about the Summerbee and Best ... and there's Liverpool and Arsenal and Spurs and all the rest ... but let us sing the praises of the lads we love the best ... as Leeds go marching on"
Then had another productive eating session at Shaw's Crabhouse, where I had crabs, oysters and shrimps for appetizer, and then steak, shrimp, scallop and more crab for entree. Whew, fresh seafood non-Singapore style never tasted so good. Considering the people who went are those who use their cameras once a year, we didn't take any photos. Then we proceeded to The Tasting Room after dinner for dessert supposedly. So story goes like this: We are seated, served cold water and given a menu each so we can look through their amazing long list of wines and more wines. Then this waitress came to check our IDs. The guys of course are above 21, so that wasn't a problem, until Germaine told her she wasnt 21, and so would simply be eating chocolate dessert only. But some people being as inflexible as they are stupid, insisted that we leave, since no one under the age of 21 was allowed in. KNN! Dazhou then suggested we buy some wine and head back to Regents to drink. Sounds good? So while Dazhou was diligently looking through the champagne list at the counter, the rest of us just waited for him at the entrance. But then, this more stupid and irritating waitress came up to us --- ok she smiled at me first, n I smiled back, and then she walked up to us --- and told us to leave. How irritating and replusive and rude can certain people get? Aren't we even allowed to wait inside for a while? To top it all off, Yihan suggsted watching the show "Alexander" at 12 midnite. A stupid and boring 3 hr show ... amazed I stayed up till 3am to watch something that can't compare quality-wise to our own Beauty World
Sunday: Went for our brunch at Reza's Restaurant (I am too lazy to start linking all these restaurants) --- a Persian cuisine place. It sounds damn exotic and cool rite, but its actually just a meat-lovers paradise, but phrased in some cheem and complex way. The interesting part about all this isn't the food (for once), but the journey there. So Shengrong was driving one car, and I was driving the 2nd car. As we were waiting for the light to turn green, this man came up to Shengrong's car and asked for coins and wat not. He then procceded to comment that Shengrong had great taste in women, while gesturing to Kaval who was sitting in the front passenger seat. Ok, I agree with his judgement. Then this man came over to my car, and after getting rejected again, he said to Adela who was sitting beside me "Happy mothers day .... if you are a mother". I was trying so hard not to burst out in laughter, but I guess laughing out loud wouldnt have been a wise choice, given the propensity for girls to turn violent without prior warning. Prior experiences with Jennie have taught me this.
So now, it's getting late and I am getting shagged. Time to sleep soon. Chicago Idol's tmr nite ... I am gonna be the emcee ... I'm not feeling excited at all
Chu Kang ( PCK ) explaining sex to Chu Beng's son, Aloysius
Aloy: Why is making love so enjoyable?
PCK: Aiyah, ah boy, enjolable becaws, same like when you dig your nose with your finger mah!
Aloy: Do you think women enjoy sex more than men?
PCK: Of course woman lah! When you dig dig your nose, your nose feel better than your finger, right?
Aloy: Why do women hate it when they get raped?
PCK: Ai-yah! Say, you walk along the load, den someone come over and dig your nose, you like or not? Ehhh? Don't pray pray ah!
Aloy: Why is it a woman cannot have sex when she is having her menses?
PCK: Oy!! If your nose bleeding, you still go and dig meh?? Siow ah! Use your blain, use your blainnn ..........
Aloy: Why is it most men don't like wearing condoms when they are making love?
PCK: Ehhhh, when you dig your nose ah, you like to dig with a glove on your finger or not? Not the same shiok feeling mah. Corlight or not?
Aloy: Why is making love carried out in private?
PCK: Ah boyyyyy, use your blain, use your blainnnnn ........................... you go and dig your nose in flont of your whole class izit?? Stupid lah!!
Aloy: Wah ...... Uncle Chu Kang, you are very good.
PCK: Aiyah ...... ," Best in Singapore, JB, some say Batam, and now, the whole world!" also ah!!!
2 scored goals and 1 disallowed goal. And as expected, Leeds United got the 2 goals they deserved, and Preston (short for "Press the self-destruct button") had a goal disallowed. C'mon, the ball had gone out of play as the corner came in, and yet the Preston players were still celebrating like they were some soccer morons who don't know the rules of the game. Bur rightly so, the "goal" was chalked off for the ball having gone out of play. This just shows how desperate Preston will go to get 1 over Leeds .... through such stupid and conniving means.
But goals from Rob Hulse and the Frazer Richardson (pictured above) put Leeds into the playoff finals in Cardiff on May 21. It was a team effort, so kudos to all Leeds United players. It feels good, doesn't it, when there is only 1 'United'? As I was listening to live commentary on BBC 5 Live, it felt good when the whole stadium suddenly went silent, save for the 2400 plus Leeds fans who had travelled all the way from Leeds to cheer on the team. Let's recall commentary of the 2 goals.
"Leeds win a corner .... Kelly to take it this time ....with his right foot ... swings the ball in .... oh, it's a GOAL!!!!! And it's Hulse .... totally unmarked at the far post .... with tall defenders such as (watever crap ... who cares about the Preston defenders) how could they leave Hulse unmarked? But Leeds get the breakthrough!!!"
"Hulse lays it off to Richardson .... the keeper's got it ... oh no, but it's gone through .... and Leeds are 2 goals up. Surely, that seals it!!!"
Isn't it a brilliant feeling when your team is just so good? And people always say Leeds play dirty, but hey, we have pictorial evidence of the Preston players playing dirty shit instead. Take a look at the picture below.
Isn't it obvious that Preston's David Nugent (can't believe I bothered typing out his name) aiming a kick at Leeds' dominant center-half Matthew Kilgallon. Well, ended up both players got booked for the scuffle.
This victory tastes so much sweeter after the antics of the Preston boss Billy Davies after the 1st leg had ended 1-1 at Elland Road. He clenched his fists and saluted to the Preston away supporters, as if his team had won the tie already. And he went on to say "We did the job there". Screw you, Davies!!! Look who's laughing now! Remember, never discount Leeds United. Next up, Watford or Crystal Palace.
Anyway, Leeds are off to the Championship playoffs finals on 21 May, and Preston can get to reflect on another year in the Championship. For now, let's get behind Leeds ... for we should all go MARCHING ON TOGETHER!
The weekend is almost over, but Saturday evening was well-spent, I must admit. So after having started on the 1st paragraph of my bio paper, Shengrong and I decided to join Xuda and Yihan downtown. They had gone shopping in the day after having worked on their econs project in the morning apparently. So we had dinner at Rockit Bar and Grill, where they have this special Rockit Burger set for $19. Now why can't they come up some more original name for their speciality? Maybe something like Rock n' Roll It Burger, Rocking It Down Burger, Rocky Burger? U get the idea, something other than Rockit Burger, when the name of the place is Rockit already. But that aside, the burger is really good. Consisting of a kobe beef patty which is really huge and juicy, topped with foie gras, and sweet and sour onions, the burger tasted really good. Not only was there quality, but there was also quantity, something that cannot be said about most places here. I also had some alcoholic chill drink called Jose Apple Pants, which is basically magaritaville mango tequilla, apple liquer, triple sec, lemonade and cranberry juice rojakked together in perfect propertions. Just so as 1st love is always best, so is the first meal of the day --- dinner is simply awesome!!!
Then we headed down to catch Mission Impossible 3.
It's always a nice token when we show our appreciation to the central core of actors. So here is a group picture of the IMF ...... just so that you know what I am referring to when I say Mission Impossible 3 ..... and not the possibility of the opposition sweeping all the parliament seats.
Now, I also like to give personal attention to aesthetic individuals ... so here is a close-up of Maggie Q.
Now, the show is really good ... much better than Mission Impossible 2. I shall not spoil it for those who have not watched it yet, by going into the storyline here .... except that you know that the good guys win in the end. So Leeds will triumph over Preston on Monday, and then probably Watford on May 21 at Cardiff. Well, the smart will just say that I am too lazy to type out the synopsis of the story, which in all likelihood is probably the unanimously correct answer.
If Xuda, Yihan, Shengrong and I were to comprise this IMF group, what could go wrong with this seemingly perfect spy team?
1) Sight of Shengrong in a stunning red dress getting out of the orange-colored lamborghini (ala Maggie Q getting out) is wrong in itself. 2) The guy operating the computer would just end up causing the computer to hang, and while rebooting, cause the guy inside the building to get killed. Sounds of "cham, die lah ... computer hang ... wat to do? No Dell warranty leh how?" 3) How can either of us sprint like Tom Cruise (even tho the video has probably been fast forwarded)? Fast forwarding us running would probably take up half the budget since you need so much manpower to continually operate the control. Either of us would rather take a taxi to chase the bad guy rather than go running and act so seh 4) None of us would bother volunteering for such a tough job in the first place. Want action, might as well go join Survivor and win a million bucks?
Ok, I am getting tired, so I shall stop for now. Back to my bio paper: "Nuclear Transport of Influenza Viral Nucleoprotein and Ribonucleoprotein Complexes".
Well, the results of the elections may have been out 5 hours ago, but hey, I just woke up (although its almost 2pm now), so to me, it's breaking news. PAP have been returned to power by winning 45 out of the 47 seats contested yesterday, giving them a total of 82 out of the 84 seats available in parliament. Officially, they managed to amass 66.59% of the votes, with the opposition trailing at 16.35% (WP), 12.97% (SDA) and 4.09% (SDP). If I am not wrong, SDP is the Chee Soon Juan Party. The 66.59% the PAP ammassed in support was a drop from the previous elections, but hey, opposition members Chiam See Tong and Low Thia Kiang managed to keep their respective wards.
I don't really wanna post any of my opinions as of now, since I am only an hour into awakeness, and I shall probably head back to bed sooner rather than later. So here's a breakdown of the results in all contested wards for anyone interested.
JOO CHIAT SMC Party Candidates Votes % Votes PAP Chan Soo Sen 12,222 65% WP Tan Bin Seng 6,577 35%
MACPHERSON SMC Party Candidates Votes % Votes PAP Matthias Yao 13,182 68.5% SDA Sin Kek Tong 6,067 31.5%
POTONG PASIR SMC Party Candidates Votes % Votes SDA Chiam See Tong 8,242 55.8% PAP Sitoh Yih Pin 6,518 44.2%
NEE SOON EAST SMC Party Candidates Votes % Votes PAP Ho Peng Kee 20,945 68.7% WP Poh Lee Guan 9,533 31.3%
NEE SOON CENTRAL SMC Party Candidates Votes % Votes PAP Ong Ah Heng 14,210 65.4% WP Lian Chin Way 7,527 34.6%
HOUGANG SMC Party Candidates Votes % Votes WP Low Thia Khiang 13,987 62.7% PAP Eric Low 8,306 37.3%
JALAN BESAR GRC Party Candidates Votes % Votes PAP Lee Boon Yang Yaacob Ibrahim 58,898 69.3% Heng Chee How Lily Neo Denise Phua
SDA Sebastian Teo Reno Fong 26,146 30.7% Vincent Yeo Muhamad Ali Aman Cheo Chai Chen
ANG MO KIO GRC Party Candidates Votes % Votes PAP Lee Hsien Loong Inderjit Singh Balaji Sadasivan 96,591 66.1% Wee Siew Kim Lam Pin Min Lee Bee Wah
WP Yaw Shin Leong Glenda Han Abdul Salim 49,468 33.9% Melvyn Tan Gopal Krishnan Lee Wai Leng
YIO CHU KANG SMC Party Candidates Votes % Votes PAP Seng Han Thong 15,721 68.27% SDA Yip Yew Weng 7,305 31.73 %
BUKIT PANJANG SMC Party Candidates Votes % Votes PAP Teo Ho Pin 21,647 77.2% SDP Ling How Doong 6,400 22.8%
TAMPINES GRC Party Candidates Votes % Votes PAP Mah Bow Tan Ong Kian Min Sin Boon Ann 80,356 68.5% Irene Ng Masagos Zulkifli
SDA Arthero Lim Abdul Mohamad Tan Lead Shake 36,942 31.5% Edmund Ng Tan Lead Shake Ong Hock Siong
PASIR RIS-PUNGGOL Party Candidates Votes % Votes PAP Teo Chee Hean Ahmad Magad Charles Chong 113,271 68.7% Penny Low Teo Ser Luck Michael Palmer
SDA Desmond Lim Elvin Ong Ishak Haroun 51,610 31.3% Lee Hock Huat Yen Kim Khooi Mohd Hamim Aliyas
CHUA CHU KANG SMC Party Candidates Votes % Votes PAP Gan Kim Yong 14,151 60.4% SDA Steve Chia 9,290 39.6%
EAST COAST SMC Party Candidates Votes % Votes PAP S Jayakumar Raymond Lim Abdullah Tarmugi 66,890 63.9% Jessica Tan Lee Yi Shyan
WP Chia Ti Lik Abdul Rahim Perry Tong 37,867 36.1% Eric Tan Brandon Siow
SEMBAWANG GRC Party Candidates Votes % Votes PAP Khaw Boon Wan Hawazi Daipi Mohamad Osman 130,143 76.7% K Shanmugam Lim Wee Kiak Ellen Lee
SDP Chee Siok Chin Mohamed Isa Aziz Christopher Neo 39,534 23.3% Gerald Sng Narayanasamy Gogelavany Francis Yong
ALJUNIED GRC Party Candidates Votes % Votes PAP George Yeo Cynthia Phua Yeo Guat Kwang 74,810 56.1% Zainul Rasheed Lim Hwee Hua
WP Sylvia Lim Tan Wui-Hua Rahizan Yaacob 58,585 43.9% Goh Meng Seng James Gomez
2 weeks ago, we celebrated Luoren's birthday at 160 Blue. With Juewei and Harold somewhere else in grad school, and Germaine gone off bf-visiting, the cool gang attendance was reduced somewhat. But still, 7 people still warranted a dinner celebration somewhere. How many people out there agree with the hypothesis that Luoren's birthday is just another reason for Dazhou to be able to summon his henchmen to accompany him over dinner at some high-end fine dining place consuming really good but expensive food? But aniway, this is probably the last time anyone of us, bar Yihan, are gonna celebrate someone's birthday in Chicago, so well, dinner then clubbing later was a good way to end off 3 years of birthday celebrations.
As you can see, here are the 7 of us waiting for our appetizers, after being served our pre-appetizer of warm cheese platter.
Excellent place ... and more so, excellent company. When will be the next time the 7 of us manage to sit around the same table? So after dinner, we headed down to Soundbar for Luoren's after-dinner celebrations. 2nd time clubbing this year .... but for special occassions, why not?
