RECCOS

D-120: Preparation starts, as with Korean classes

2011-07-12T01:30:00.001+08:00

TODAY IS D-DAY MINUS 120 - 120 more days to the start of a 6-mth Korean adventure, to be alone and away from the comforts and protection of a ready home... A chance to learn for real how to manage my life (and possibly others')... A litmus test to see if I can truly be independent and ready for a family...

I have proven to myself that I can be very adaptable (read: Best Botak in BMTC School 2 Ninja Company Platoon 2) - but being adaptable and independent are 2 different things all together! I hope to be disciplined in blogging, or writing in some form so that I can live and re-live this adventure in retrospect(ion?).

This adventure starts with Korean lessons today at the Inlingua School of Languages (near CineLeisure). As I am determined to make the most of this very unique opportunity of a lifetime, I have paid $321 for this twice-weekly-for-5-weeks-course to prepare myself properly for this immersion.

But quite frankly, I am disappointed with the course I've signed up for - indigenous Korean no doubt, but he can hardly speak English? More than half the time more than half the class is guessing what he's trying to teach through his gestures. No worries, I've got Jules, Bunnie and best of all - Mi Ae, to teach me! =]

I received a call this morning from a disengaged NS clerk - that my application for deferment (Feb-2012 HighKey ICT) is being looked into; I checked with SCFB-Jey - the receiving manager, on the procedure on obtaining a Korean work permit - visa to follow after work permit is settled.

There are a couple of other loose ends to tie before I start on my marathon holiday and travels - I am happy to say that many of these were seen to, or at least noted looked into already. Chief amongst my concerns is my dearest B&W scooter, which has served me well for the past 2 years - its COE expires 1-Nov-11, bumpers! Now I was more than prepared to let it sit in the car park till I return, but that's not even valid now!

Do I want to extend the COE? Or should I just move on to a car? I've been told - once you get a car, you'll be held hostage to COE / road tax / fuel hikes... And that a car is nothing but a liability. But if you don't start financing a car, you probably never will? Work the finances into your lifestyle... But fuck the COE prices still...

1.30am now, time to end this post - I'll leave ya'll with a question I often ask myself - and have been asking since many many years back - which is harder? Hanging on or letting go? (Do drop me a message if you have an answer, cuz I don't.)

Berd's Hectic Schedule to year's end and beyond:
13-Aug-11 to 23-Aug-11: New Zealand Adventure Road Trip!
24-Aug-11 to 27-Aug-11: Thailand Shopping / Makan / Massage Trip!
12-Oct-11 to 01-Nov-11: Exercise Wallaby (Australia) - High Key ICT
05-Nov-11 to 05-May-12: Korea!

Berd's Loose Ends to Tie in between:
- Stock up on books to bring to Korea
- Stock up on videos / drama to bring to Korea
- Winter clothing (from Tim)
- Motorcycle
- Work permit & VISA
- Business cards
- Laptop (from xw?), or to buy a netbook?
- And many many more...

The Go-Giver

2011-03-29T00:06:00.002+08:00

I was recently made to read a book, and would like to share this awesome book with everyone and anyone who still reads this blog. Before proceeding with the book review itself, I would like to thank a certain someone who has been burdened with managing a fiend... A boss like no other, this friend has given me opportunities to shine and made the most of me... But alas.

Background:
The love (for the team) is lost. This comes at a time when I've grown sick of the people I've to work with, and tired of the work I've been doing. I questioned my development and progress as an individual... For 2 years, I've worn my heart on my sleeve and I've flown the team flag as high as I could, but seen none of the love requited.

I was introduced this book - "The Go-Giver" written by Bob Burg and John David Mann, as a basis to start some self-evaluation and to determine my self-worth. "A little story about a powerful business idea", this book serves as a lovely reminder to us all that "the world is abundant and rewards those who act with a generous spirit" - I recommend this read to everyone; anyone who plans to be a business-owner at one point or another or to anyone who plans to surround himself with friends, loved and liked by all because of the value he adds and the genuine interest he takes in everyone's life...

This book is said to have hit the bull's eye on success in life and in business - how helping others will help you succeed. Go ahead, get your hands on this book and read it.

The Go-Giver:
Joe's an ambitious young man who yearns for success. In his blind pursuit for success, he finds himself further from his goals the harder and faster he works. He was subsequently taught "The Five Laws of Stratospheric Success", and it begins with giving. Joe learns that changing his focus from getting to giving - putting the interests of others first and then continually adding value to their lives - ultimately leads to unexpected returns.

THE FIVE LAWS OF STRATOSPHERIC SUCCESS:

The Law of Value - Your true worth us determined by how much more you give in value than you take in payment.

The Law of Compensation - Your income is determined by how many people you serve and how well you serve them.

The Law of Influence - Your influence is determined by how abundantly you place other people's interest first.

The Law of Authenticity - The most valuable gift you have to offer is yourself.

The Law of Receptivity - The key to effective giving is to stay open to receiving.

There was one other quote worthy of note, in differing variations - in life, you don't always get what you want, but you always get what you think - what you focus on is what you get, you get what you expect.

Other quotes:
- all things being equal, people will do business with and refer business to those people they know, like and trust.
- (re the First Law) ... a recipe for bankruptcy. "Does it make money?" is not a bad question; it's a bad first question. It starts you off pointing in the wrong direction.
- exceed people's expectations, and they'll pay you even more.
- give, give give. Why? Because you love to. It's not a strategy, it's a a way of life.
- sometimes you feel foolish, even look foolish, but you do the thing anyway.
- survive, save and serve. survive - to meet your basic living needs; save - to go beyond your basic needs and expand your life; serve - make a contribution to the world around you.
- stop keeping score, don't keep track. That's not networking, that's poker! Win-win is always looking out for the solution where you both come out ahead. That's nothing but a well-disguised way of keeping track, making sure we all come out even, that nobody gets the advantage.
- instead, watch out for the other guy, watch out for his interests, watch his back. Screw 50-50, it's a losing proposition. The only winning proposition is 100%. Make your win about the other person, go after what he wants. Forget win-win - focus on the other person's win.
- receiving is the natural result of giving. Every giving can happen only because it is also a receiving.

An excitable idea... RECCOS Grand Plan (Alternative)

2011-03-14T01:35:00.004+08:00

While riding on my bike around my area recently, brokenhearted and confused...
I saw an advert, and I recalled an article in the Sunday StraitsTimes...
An awesome idea dawned upon me, one that got me excited again suddenly...

Same means, same concept, same desired outcome...
Different idea, different opportunity, different segment / industry...

Let me explore more... And if you are interested, you can ask me casually as always...
I still dream of a United RECCOS... Successful and powerful...

What better way...

2010-04-13T00:50:00.002+08:00

What better way to kick start this long dormant blog site than posting a most recent picture?

More to come more to come...

The NO Complaining Rule

2009-07-27T03:37:00.003+08:00

~ Book by Jon Gordon

Read this book recently - everyone should read it for the line below:

"Don't complain. 80% of the people you complain to don't care and 20% are glad you have problems."
~ Lou Holtz

And the 3 techniques shared in the book summarized below:

(1) The But --> ___ Positive Technique:
Turn complaints in positive thoughts, solutions and actions - it empowers! Simply add a "but", and finish the sentence opposite to the direction you started from.

EG1: I hate taking the damn packed-MRT to work, but I'm thankful I have a job.
EG2: I don't have enough time, but I am thankful at least for the 20 mins a day I get to spend with my awesome baby niece - Madeline.

(2) Focus on "Get To" instead of "Have To":
Often, we focus on the negative more than the positive.

EG1: "I have to work tomorrow." - You get to do things. You get to live this life. You get to go to work when many people are unemployed.
EG2: "I have to wash my car." - You get to wash your car. Poor Berd is still saving for his 1st car! >.< Dream car for the record, Audi TT.

(3) Turn Complaints in Solutions:
Basically, every complaint is a feedback, just expressed negatively by an R-tard.
Every complaint is a suggestion for improvement.
You just need to find a solution and the credit's all yours.

How to think like a CEO - 22 Vital Traits You Need to be the person at the Top

2009-07-07T03:19:00.002+08:00

~ D.A. Benton

Read this book recently, just wanna share this with everyone (read it yourself for details!):

1. Secure in self
2. In control of attitude
3. Tenacious
4. Continuously improving
5. Honest and ethical
6. Thinking before talking
7. Original
8. Publicly modest
9. Aware of style
10. Gutsy / A little wild
11. Humorous
12. A tad theatrical
13. Detail orientated
14. Good at their job and willing to lead
15. Fighters for their people
16. Willing to admit mistakes, yet are unapologetic
17. Straightforward
18. Nice
19. Inquisitive
20. Competitive
21. Flexible
22. Good storytellers

How many of us are in control of our thoughts and attitude?

2008-07-29T01:31:00.003+08:00

Of Furby and Desperados

I absolutely adore Furbs!

Nothing beats him for pure happiness,
When you see him bouncing up and down,
Wagging his tail furiously,
With those bright lazy eyes of his,
Gazing longingly at his snack area above the shoe cupboard,
After a long day from work.
Of course he gets fat!
How can anyone not feed him when he looks at you like that!?

What's worse than not being able to find something you crave in Singapore?
What's worse than trudging through countless websites for hours,
Just to see if they deliver to SG?
What's worse than seeing websites that deliver to SG,
But minimum order is 5000 Euros?

Ans: A website that delivers to SG, any number of item(s) but..... with exorbitant delivery charges!!!

How can I drink a beer that's 9 Euros?
OMFG!
Oh man, how I crave it!

Tequila + Beer + Limeade = A Mad Mad Party!

13 Orphans...

2008-07-03T02:14:00.003+08:00

Was suddenly inspired to post this somehow... Don't know why but.. Somehow...

Mama Mia! It's de Leaning Tower of Pisa, ITALIA!

2008-03-07T01:54:00.006+08:00

The Leaning Tower of Pisa, alone in all it's might and glory! (taken by the Euro8...)

For pro pics of the area surrounding the Leaning Tower, click here!

For history of the Leaning Tower, click here!

There we go! Blogging made easy with google-cum-wikinology!

As such, enjoy the following pics of the Euro 8! =>

The Reccos Chronicles, Part 7b: Seven Seas of Rhye...

2008-03-05T00:00:00.007+08:00

To say that this is a sequel will be somewhat of a misnomer,
since all these happened en route to the trip into the heartland of Monaco, before the Monte Carlo and the vulgar displays of wealth.
This was the trip the €uro 8 dared to make, had to make, and was damn glad they made.

Once again we shall gloss over the arduous journey they had to undertake; the aching legs, the battered bodies(from sitting in the bus for far too long...), the complete lack of any coherent directions to guide them(apart from an innate sense of topography, a rather bare map, and bucket loads of confidence...) and jump straight into the action.

Ladies and Gentlemen, I give you...

€uro 8 at the Mediterranean Sea!!!
Disclaimer: If you suspect that the ground beneath our feet are rocks instead of sand, you are right! The whole friggin' beach was filled with rocks, millions of them! (I took one back as souvenir)

The road and the sea.
Juxtaposition of the natural and the un-natural.

Waves crashing.
They were so beautiful we just had to etch them in our memories, and in our hard-disks.

Various shots.
Oh how we loved the blue blue sea, the ocean wind, and the clear clear sky...
We lament the fact that there wasn't enough time for us to explore the place, to sit down and stare at the ocean the whole day.
It was fleeting, but it was beautiful.
I'll be back there again, I must. Who's with me?

The €uro 8 in various poses.
Spot the odd one out.
Let's see, we have Berd, Sw and Goose with the hands by the side.
Next we have Jase, Me and Beng with arms wide open, ok, Seng has his arms facing the wrong direction but I guess that'll do.
Ergo, through elimination, we have one suspect left.
Yes, he of the hands neither by the side, nor wide open. On the contrary, his hands are somewhat on the chest region, thereby striking an extremely suggestive pose that was fortunately captured by our sharp-eyed shooters.
Elementary, my dear Watson...

Speaking of titillating pictures, I shall leave you here with a very very suggestive picture that our vigilant voyeurs managed to capture.
Nuff' said.
Till next time,

Timmy out

The Reccos Chronicles, Part 7a: Lifestyle. Of the rich and famous...

2008-02-25T23:55:00.008+08:00

After a long long hiatus for one of the most regular blogger, Timmy boi(ie: lim bei) have decided to pry the mantle from Berd da Anaconda's somewhat inactive fingers and move on to the next stage of the €uro trip.

Quick refresh if you're too lazy to scroll down: The €uro 8 were left in their pursuit for debaucheries(some of them basically, like Me, Berd, &.. Me, Berd...) when we left them, seeking fun, peace and laughter during the Initials Party and the subsequent PJ Party that only me and Berd da Anaconda were the proud representatives from Singapore(but that's a story for another day...).

With their systems being pumped full of alcohol(which was to be the case from then on), they huffed and puffed and packed and carried and ran up and rushed down.
Next thing they knew, they were on their way to Monaco.

The first thing that warmed their stomach(literally) on the long journey to Monaco was this:

I shudder what might have happened to the €uro 8 without these stop-overs, where we could eat, drink, smoke(for me and Berd) and be merry.

Beng showing us how big A SLICE of pizza is over there.
Wait, I take back my words.
It's not big.
It's friggin' HUGE!!!
They're trying to punk us! That's not a SLICE of pizza, it's like a WHOLE pizza if you ask me...
Plus its cheap. I kid you not.

On the way along the long and winding road, the €uro 8 were snapped out of their slumber, and started snapping the anything and everything they could see.
Reason being: the view was simply breathtaking, akin to the feeling of seeing Jessica Alba emerging from a swimming pool, not the other kind of 'breathtaking' feeling one gets when Sw farts...
The €uro 8 was getting restless though, everyone harbouring the same thoughts: When will we get to go down the bus to take picture.....

& suddenly - Jon, our kickass driver, decided to hiong it.He slammed the brakes, pulled the handbrake and barked out instructions that we had only minutes to snap to our hearts' content.

This picture is worth every minute we spent posing.
*Although I have no idea why Jase had a constipated smile plastered on his face....

Some shots of the Monte Carlo.
The REAL Monte Carlo, not the one in Genting mind you!
And the €uro 8 slowly discovered that the 'normal' cars in Monaco would be nuffin' less than a Merc! Woot!
The shots we managed to snatch on the long, winding road.
The €uro 8 were humbled by the buildings.
They're like friggin' HDBs built on a slope can?!?!
PS: Some sharp bugger managed to squeeze off a somewhat decent shot of the Monaco stadium. (for the truly blur ones, its the pic at the bottom right)

These were the sights that blew our mind away.
Monaco didn't just have ships.
They had FLEETS of them!
Yatch, cruise ship, ocean liners, schooners... you name it, they probably have it. If they don't, they'll probably buy it to show you.

The €uro 8 were treated to a glorious sight of Monaco, the sheer opulence of the general populace, the beauty of the scenery.. but nothing can prepare them for what they are about to witness.

So stay tune folks. That's all for now.
Let us sleep and dream of the winding road, the bright sky, the curves of the mountains and the deep blue sea.
Let us dream of Monaco once more...

-- Timmy out

The RECCOS Chronicles 6c: The Cave...

2007-09-27T22:48:00.000+08:00

So now that we're dressed and ready to partae, we went ard introducing ourselves as the superheroes we dreamt to be, the terrorists we wished we were, and the Star War character he wished he wasn't...

Meet... Jane? Jane I think... Nvm let's call her Jane!
Anyway she invited me to ride her (broom) and of cos I couldn't deny!
See? BerD is all so happy!
Hard Fast Facts abt Jane: Fair, very feminine, friendly and has got mega-watt smile!
Classed, atas and damn glam... Easily, the best set of racks of the lot!

fast-forward >>> The next morning after a mad night of clubbing...
shaoshaoshao and I went for a jog ard the Boujoulais region...
Beautiful scenery aside... I run until sibeh gan shagged...
And when I returned to the chateau, dear missy Jane juz woke up...
And from her bedroom window, she called out oh-so-sweetly to me...
Juz to greet me "GOOD MORNING!"

Wah liew... Nose bleed man tell you... There she was...
Standing at the window, hands behind her head... Tying her hair...
Chest *ahem!* out... Mega-watt smile... Good Morning, BerDie!

I run finish liao fat liao shagged liao... See this kind of power de...
Legs soft already become lagi soft...
Her husband would be 1 lucky bastard...
Waking up every morning so such a lovely sight...
... Bastard...
But honestly... Not for me lah...
Cos she belong to the "ATAS" type de... BerD is "Bawah" de... XD

From left: Superman-Shao, Spiderman-Seng, Alcoholic-Angie and Joker-Jase!

From left: Adam-Adam, Eve-Eliza, Elmo-Eric...

This pic is worth a special mention... Eric on the right, is SUPER humble, SUPER friendly...
And has got eyes to die for really... I can imagine many girls going smitten over looking straight into his eye!

Kudos to Eliz too... Elysee... Elysse... Dunno lah... Very daring wor! Bra + leaves = Eve!

And that fat schmugg-looking Adam Schmugg-mugger (his name damn kickass de...)
He also deserves a special mention leh...

Flashback 1: There was this once on the bus... I was seated all the way at the front...
Dunno where the rest of those bastards were... And while we were on the road...
I was sleeping (as usual)... Or so I thought...
Adam, our dear fren... Had to wake me up...
Juz so I could watch him perform an air guitar...
Juz imagine... Adam with a constipated cheebong face...
Performing an air guitar... And waking me up juz so he could perform to me...
Why sia... Why why why!? Why does shit happen to me?!
It was that fateful then... When I started having violent dreams...
Of Adam and a certain camera tripod...
(P.S: Soon enough it was someone else who had those violent dreams...)

Gladiator GG Jesus Christ: John, above... Is an interesting guy... Very witty...
He's typically the British kind of guy... Who could perform on standup comedies anytime...
Britain who grew up in Aussie... And now on a tour around Europe with new-found frens...
Now how cool is that?
And why was he on a tour around Europe?
Well apparently, he's been working for a while now... And he got sick of it...
Some IT fella... He said he's been too much of a nerd for a long time now...
He specifically mentioned... Life isn't about working... It never was....
Now how COOL is that eh?! Loved him...
Apart from Taylor (to be introduced later)... He practically one of the few whom you could hold an intelligent conversation with...
The rest are juz... "Hey! Guys! Did you watch the show on TV last night?!
The policeman's shorts were like... Ultra short!" *giggles... (Reference to some bimbotic gals...)

Alex Brenson aka Slut of the Night + BerD: He said "Grab your fill, bitch!"
He's also 1 cool dude... That bitch above! 1 crazy bitch in fact!
He's always drunk... And always crazy... Along with his partner in crime - Grant...
There was this once... Grant and Alex had this crazy bet to get across a river - DRY.
Obviously that didnt happen... And would never happen...
They did get across the river though... Alex however, came out 1 shoe less...
HAHAHAHAHA and for the whole day the day after...
He was walking around Europe barefooted...
UBER COOL! Some kind soul in Germany took pity on him...
And offered to sell him a pair of footwear...
A pair of soccer boots. Yup, SOCCER BOOTS!
Hahahaha I dunno that one is kind soul or pure jek ark...
But Alex wore his €20 pair of soccer boots proudly around Germany anyway...

BerD + 2 very lovely + loving ladies! Cathy/Catherine (I forgot... Someone fill me in pls...) aka Catwoman on mi left and Angie aka Alligator Hunter on mi right! That Cat-woman hor... Ish beri the foxy leh...Beri the MEEEEEEEEEEOOOOOOOOOOW!

GooSe and I-forgot-who... (Hint: I don't give a flying fark abt people I dont like...) But quite an eye candy lah...

Epitome of EFFORT.

Catherine/Cathy/Catwoman in the background!
Ish beri cute wors! Beri beri foxy wor!
She goes ard saying MEEEEEEEEEOOOOOOOOOOOOOW! (With paws showing!)
To XW: Ya lah ya lah this kind I like lah... Okay? LoLoL
P.S: I swear by my balls a certain beasty terrorist was staring at Jane's boobs here in this pic...
Plead guilty, you horny terrorist!

A shot of Da Cave - Everyone's queuing up to buy drinks... It's also at this fateful place where Tim and BerD, the last 2 Singaporeans standing, met their match.
The "Snake Shot" as we all know it...
Well... It brought Tim back to his bed...
And BerD too... But not before he... XxXxXxX (Pls contact BerD for details...)

RECCOS and the world, meet Ryan - Rod Steward for the night!
Oh and have I told you peeps?
How he totally made our 1st view of the Eiffel one of the most memorable images of our Contiki tour?
Eternally etched in my mind... And for that... I'll always remember this man...

Meet the 3 lovely gals from Montreal!
(P.S: For those who didn't know, me included, their city is ranked higher than Singapore in terms of the desirability to live in!)
From left: Gabrielle ala Garbage, Don't-Know, Forgot.

So... Anybody got anything to say abt the pic above?
Cos I FREAKING HELL DO! Yuppie yup yup!
That one my type! Confirm! Type BerD. She's really a fun gal lor!
Sweet, pixie, cute...
Cute, pixie sweet...
More on her later... See more of her pics 1st!

Oh man... This pic rocks to the skies I'm telling you...
Whoever took this pic... KUDOS TO YOU MY MAN!
Cos whever I see this pic... Alamak...
1 Canadian cutie pie... 1 Italian-Canadian cutie pie also...
Wah lau eh... Nose bleed. Confirm.
My knees go soft and my eyes become all dreamy again...
Makes me wanna go back to that moment there and then...
At the Boujoulais...

Goose a la Gladiator, Gabrielle a la Garbage Gal and Shao Shao Shao a la Superman!

Enter: Gabrielle Cardin
She's one helluva babe I'm telling you! Petite, fun-loving... Cheeky... Cute... Pixie... Awesome hair... And wat a nose! RAWR! You all probably know by now lah... I've got this thing for petite gals... Feminine yet sporty and all... Hahaha...

Oh and did I mention she's cute?
She's cute bcos she plays soccer with us guys...
And uber cute cos she cheats by hugging me...
But who the hell is complaining!?

Fast Forward >>> I remember at Fusina, Italy, juz outside Venice...
RECCOS played soccer and oh man!
She chased me all over the field! Weeeeee... Hahahaha...
I can totally imagine her to be a really fun gf...
One you can juz take to a park and play soccer with!
Awesome gal... Sporty too! =)

Here, she pays tribute to te legendary Anaconda, by offering him a toast of red wine! RawR!
All hail da Anaconda from the depths of South America!

Euro Secret! - Well it wont be a secret no more if I share it here right?
But what the hell... I am compelled to share this bcos...
I wanna showcase wat a brudder Snake that sly piece of shit really is deep down inside...
He actually knows I had a crush on Gabby wor!
(But it wasnt hard to guess then... Cos she was obviously also interested in me! I think...)
Well that fateful afternoon before the mad party in the Cave...
She climbed along the parapet outside the windows of the castle we were staying at in the Boujoulais region...
Very happening right? Hahaha! And she came over to our room! Gwehehehehe...
I was sleeping (as usual...) and she wanted in into our room...
I tell you that sly slithering snake very brudder...
He claimed he dunno how to "open the darn window"... So he asked me to do it instead...
While the rest chose to say/think he toopid! I think I know better!
He's FARKING TOOPID I TELL YOU! No lah... He give me chance lah... Wat a bro.
Okay lah nothing much happened except she wanted to show me ard the castle, holding my hand! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Hahahaha!
Although I thought I knew the layout of the castle a lot better than her...
But oh well... I juz played along also... Bwahahahaha.... I can still recall... Sibeh shiok ah! (^^,)

RECCOS + Gabrielle Cardin + 1 more gal - Bettina Miessl (Not impt.)
P.S: Check out Yoda... Totally kickass I tell you! Awesome shit!

RECCOS + Ryan (Rod Steward) + John (Dressed as Jedi, our dearest driver - another cool dude), BerD da Anaconda and Gabby - See how much she likes me?
She simply cant hide it! LoLoLoL!

Oh and did I mention? Gabby even bought me a drink!
It's the 1st time in my (loser) life perhaps, a gal ever bought me a drink! GAWD!
It goes to show 2 things -
Gabby really likes me deep deep! Gwehehehehe...
And that Singaporean gals juz expect to be treated to drinks but never think of doing likewise for her guy... (o.O) Oh well...

Hahahaha seeing the pictures taken at the Cave...
Brings back awesome memories everytime... ANYTIME!
The Initials Party...
The Cave in itself...
The poisonous Snake shot (that almost killed me and Tim...)
And most of all... My dearest cutie pixie sporty Gabby! d(^.^)b

The Reccos Chronicles, Part 6b: Transform and Roll Out!

2007-09-21T13:06:00.000+08:00

We return to Chateau de Cruix with the €uro 8 after a gruelling session of trekking, seeking rest.
But it was not to be, for they were reminded, that tonight, yes, tonight, they HAVE A COSTUME PARTY!!!
The €uro 8 was momentarily stupefied, for the combination of cold, hunger and fatigue has taken its toll on them.
They needed time to think, and what better way to think than to do these:

Card playing to stimulate the mind.

Napping to refresh the weary brain and body.
*NOTE: I have no idea where Seng da Hairy Lamb is. He is not playing cards or sleeping. Deduction: He went to sh*t.
BerD to Tim >>> WRONG AR-TARD... How abt he's TAKING DA PIC?!
I mean... You got this from his folder rite? LoL

We'll take a little shortcut here and travel a few hours later, where the bodies were rested and the minds recharged. The €uro 8 began to salvage, to cut and paste, to beg borrow steal, to invent, to modify, all to prepare themselves for....

INITALS PARTY!
*the theme of this party is simple, dress up according to your initials. Ie: Dress up like an Amazon if your name starts with A, Bee if your name starts with B, Cock if your name... you get the idea.

And now, it is my honour to unveil, the showcase to the world, the creativity, the ingenuity, the spontaneity of the €uro 8.
In alphabetical order, I give you......................................

Berd.
As Berd(Bat)man
Goose.
As Goose-diator(Gladiator)

Jase.
As Joker. Seng.
As Seng(Spider) Man.
Sw.
As Snoring(Super) Man

Teck Beng.
As Tabby(Teddy) Bear.

Timmy.
As Tim-minator(Terrorist lah!)

*Note: There's no solo picture of Mr Yz, so we'll introduce him later. Question is: Why did the Euro Cam Whore not demand a shot of him to be taken?

After the €uro 8 were more or less 'dressed up', they decided to have some fun, immortalizing this night with a few random shots...

Jase da Joker held at 'gunpoint' by Timmy da Terrorist. (Note the small kickass gun, the batman logo and half an ear sticking out. I wonder whose ear it is...)

There we have it! The owner of the sticking ear!
Beng da Teddy Bear being head-butted/impaled/rammed by Mr Yz. As Yaoda(Yoda).

Some are smiling, one look lost, one look constipated.

And we leave the €uro 8 here, while they do up the finishing touches, to their costumes.
We'll return again, as we foray into the midst of the action, at the party itself.
So till next time........

Timmy out.

PS: Berd this is for you. If you wanna blog about the party, go ahead. If not then I'll blog and you can add in, Muhahahahahahahaahah!!!!!

The Reccos Chronicles, Part 6a(Version 2.0)

2007-09-14T01:35:00.000+08:00

Here's the long awaited post by your Resident(and might I remind you, the MOST REGULAR) Reccos blogger.
The Boujoulais Region, Version 2.0
Only this time, I'll let the pictures do the talking.
For Berd da Anaconda was too kind, to not put these side-splitting pictures in(to salvage what little pride and reputation the €uro 8 possess, I think).
So, so so kind....

Therefore, I give you.....
the OTHER pictures.....

Some people clap their hands when they're happy.
Some people laugh out loud when their happy.
The €uro 8?
They have their unique way of expressing euphoria.

Guess who got the best out of this deal?
The cock-a-nathan who suggested that we 'SPREAD' all over the place, while he himself booked a slot a wee bit further from the camera.... *Don't look away, the one in the bright coloured sweater!!!*

It seems like some of us were heavy influenced by fairy tales.
Here we have Hansel and Gretel.
Older, uglier and using absolutely the wrong method to leave a trail behind.
*Ah Mr Bai, dunch bluff, you also one of them. I would urge the jury to note the action of zipping up by the accused, Mr Bai(aka Snake) which suggest the conclusion of the foul deed that he committed. Ladies and Gentlemen, I rest my case.

Proof that an underwater organism(Jase da Oyster) and a reptile(Yz da Snake) can appreciate nature.
The intense look on their faces says it all...

Sometimes, a man can develop a slight problem of thinking himself to be someone or something else he is not.
I believe the proper term is: hallucination.
In this case, the subject fancies himself to be a BIRD instead of a BERD.

How can we ever leave our Heart-Throb out?
Ladies, feel free to swoon at this glorious sight...

There're also a few inconsiderate blighters who cannot seem to fathom the terms: toilet and decency.

Just have to add this in.
If you ask me, I have absolutely no idea what this pose is for, why this pose was ever made, and most importantly, why this picture was even taken...

That's all for now folks.
But there're be more, I promise.
More (mis)adventures of the €uro 8, coming right up after this messages.................

PS: For those who are interested/still remember the question posted in this previous post, the answer is 4. shit.

A note of apology

2007-09-07T13:46:00.001+08:00

It's almost going to be a month without any new entries here.
So sorry for the delay.
There's been unforeseen circumstances like WORK and more WORK.

So yah, the shit's been cleared, the dust settled.
The next blog post cometh....

--Timmy out

The RECCOS Chronicles 6a: La Région Boujoulais...

2007-08-12T04:15:00.001+08:00

The €uro 8 traded the flavours of Paris - romance, history and culture, for something else basic, down-to-earth and closer to nature. Along the way, we had a taste of what was to come. We drove past pastures and soccer fields, which of cos, left a tinkling feeling amongst us (and our feet). One of which, was more like a personal backyard field more than anything else we've ever seen!

Yz, tear down that park in front of your house and construct one of this for good o'RECCOS sake? =D

We had a service stop at what used to be a military HQ during WWII. I don't think anyone of us 8 could remember the name of the place... Nothing much abt that place, but worthed taking a look at...

Tucked away in the countryside of France about a (total of) 7-hour drive away from the heart of Paris, we arrived at the picturesque region of Boujoulais... A region of wine, wineyards, wineries and just acres and acres of beautiful BEEEAUTIFUL landscape...

We stayed at a chateau, Chateau de Cruix, bought over by Contiki themselves. Funny how amongst the 7 cameras, none of which captured the old fortress-turned-guesthouse... So here's some random shots out of the area instead...

Yup! There's even a swimming pool in the chateau!

Chatting about the good o'days... Good o'days which lasted for way too short...

Introduction to wineries and the process of wine-making... Along with wine tasting of cos! [P.S: Take a good look at the pic. Not just the wine... A lot of good looking people!]

Hike to the Top Of The World:
One of the activities incorporated into our itinerary was a hike to the Top of the World - basically up to (one of) the highest knolls in the area... With the help of this:

Yup. A hand-drawn map. Outrageous! But I loved every single bit of the hike... We were equipped with that hand-drawn map, along with a basket of goodies! 3 loaves of baguettes, a big slice of cheese, apples, oranges, mineral water, some cups and a couple of serviettes...

If my memory didn't fail me, the 6 ends of the 3 baguettes went to: sw yz jase tim goose and ME of cos. (It's not hard to figure actually, the other 2 just aren't sly and cunning enough.)

We took a long time to get to the top of the world... And back down... 5 hours hike I reckon. But heck, we thoroughly enjoyed it... With loads of great pics taken...

We went past a ghost town, colourful no less...

With alley ways between brick houses reeking of coolness...

Past a pasture overlooking the region...

Before stopping to vandalise a bench standing innocently along the track...

We then continued through the woods... Nonchalantly...

Up steep rocky slopes...

Before reaching NEAR the top... It rained along the way and it was cold!

And that's the top, up that uber steep slope behind us here in the picture above! We felt kinda shortchanged... Since the view from atop that knoll was nowhere near anything we've seen along the way! There wasn't a clear view of the surrounding cos of trees and bushes! Plus it was raining super heavily when we reached the top...

We hung around that spot to eat wat's left in the basket... Nothing more than half a loaf of baguette and that same whole slice of cheese. And all of the fruits. I even recall begging from the others for their leftovers... 1 puny basket cant feed 8 hungry RECCOSians!

With the food all finished... We took out our handy deck of playing cards and played Big 2 (Dai Dee) atop that knoll... See? It pays to travel in 4s... Better still, 8s!

We spent the rest of the day preparing for the night ahead... And what a night it proved to be... That we shall cover in the next post... I'll juz spam our group photos and other random pics to conclude the Boujoulais region...

Seng helping 2 of our tour mates who were lost...

I juz had to show everyone this pic again...

Atop a knoll overlooking the ghost town - On our way down...

Make a guess now - Who took this pic?

Seng, Goose, Snake, Timmy, BerD, mokie, Beng, Jase making the €uro 8...

P.S: Dinner that day more than made up for lunch, pork ribs in sweet and sour sauce, along with strawberry ice-cream (which timmy gave to me) to top it all!
PP.S: Just for the record, sw farts like once every 5 minutes throughout the entire journey, and all of them were smelly. VERY VERY SMELLY!
PPP.S: Jason digs his nose with 2 fingers! And this is proof! Muahahahhaa!

Jase concentrating on getting nose wax from both nostrils at the same time!

Reccos Chronicles, Part 5d: Mona, Hunchback, Moulin and such...

2007-08-06T00:20:00.000+08:00

Much as the €uro 8 wanted to spend more time at the Eiffel Tower, they were mindful that the constraint of time was upon them.
So with heavy hearts and empty stomachs, they trudged on to their next location....

A parting shot of the Eiffel Tower, too bad about the weather, but the €uro 8 has a knack for inducing such less than ideal circumstances for photography and such...

Some random stranger was kind enough to help take this picture. Not too sure about the place. Let's just name it "the place opposite the Eiffel".

One of the many Napoleon bridges. Check out the ang-mohs at the right, reason they were in the picture: they just barged in. No kidding. Berd da Anaconda just finished setting up the tripod, ran inside the picture, posed, and next thing we knew, these 3 individuals just rushed in to take a picture with us. Just in time for the camera(nice timing I must admit...).
We were more amused than anything.

A much favored mode of transport in Europe for us, the train.
Noisy, squeezy, no place to sit. Ah... such a lack for comfort for Spartans souls like us. No wonder we love to take the train.

From the left: Sw with an impersonation of a blind man walking, Timmy with a constipated face and the tribal symbol, Jase with a map and a meditative look, Seng grinning like he just hu-ed a 1 dai to twart a 5 dai, Beng searching for gold on the ground.

The €uro 8 were amazed by this. Can someone tell me how the f**k can the @#$%^&(*&^%$% car move out??????

Onwards, onwards they pushed. crossing different sectors and places, not forgetting to grab some lunch on the way, till they finally reached....

The Louvre.
Home of the Mona Lisa, the Nike, the Last Supper, the list goes on...
The €uro 8 couldn't resist not taking a picture of their vile presence at the Louvre, and what better place to capture such scene than this one with the glass pyramid as the backdrop?
*Note Mr Bai aka Sneaky Snakey, 3rd from the right. WTF was he thinking of? Did he had a deeply spiritual encounter hence the tilting of the head towards the heaven as an acknowledgement and appreciation of the holistic impression left on him? Or did he just want to look like a cock?

Another picture, this time, all of us are in it.

The interior of the Louvre, one of the most expensive corridor we've ever walked in. Pick any one of the stuff here and it'll cost more than the worth of the €uro 8 combined. Ten times(at least).

A parting shot before we left the Louvre.
The idea was to squeeze into a semblance of a triangle to match the form of the pyramid behind us, coupled with (some of)us fashioning a triangular shape with our hands(the ludicrous idea was suggested by Snakey).
We just looked balmy.

How can we leave the Louvre without an effigy of the Mona Lisa?!?!?!?
It is my honour to present......

The Mona Lisa.
Be overwhelmed by this great piece of art.

As much as we watned more of the Lourve, time, or the lack of it, prompted the €uro 8 to blitz through the rest of the marvellous sights that Paris had to offer, like.....

The Notre Dame Cathedral. No hunchbacks in sight.
8 brokebackers maybe...

Someplace, somewhere. I can't remember where this, any volunteers?

One of my personal favourite, The Arc de Triomphe, Place de l'Étoile!!!

Finally, we ended up at...........

Moulin Rouge! Everybody sing: "Gitchi gitchi ya ya da da!!!"

This picture totally spoils the mood.
Just look at the bemused look on Timmy and Snake's faces.
Berd, we don't mind the anaconda, but your boxers/briefs/shorts/cloth thingy totally spells tak glam!!!

Last but not least, the joke of the day: Goose da Iceman himself!
If I can have everyone's attention, please note the intense look of concentration, the crossed arms and the tightly clenched legs.
It spells: I'm trying to hold something in for the last hour or so...

And now dear readers, what's the thing that Goose is trying to hold in?

Is it:
1. pee
2. fart
3. burp
4. shit
5. all of the above

The answer will be revealed in the next post, so till next time...
-- Timmy out

The Reccos Chronicles, Part 5c: Simi Lanjiao... 3 Entries on Paris...

2007-08-01T23:33:00.000+08:00

I suspect Timmy is timing his blog entry to be able to cover the Boujoulais region... Which I've confided in him, to be my fav place for a long time during the trip... Obviously he's trying to lao gan me! So knowing very well he cant blog tonight... And tomolo night for that matter... I shall be sure to blog 2 nights in a row! That aside, for much of the rest of Paris, we were taking photos...

Of the Eiffel from afar...
(Pardon the watermarks, kudos to Damien's chiong sua DSLR...)

With strangers...
(They actually know the coverage of wide angle lenses... Or just lucky?)

Of women adjusting their bra...
(That guy's got quite a good look at that I assume...)

And with traffic lights...
(Check out 5566's latest member man...)

SHOUTOUT: [S^M] CLAYMORE 18 RAW.avi has just completed downloading!
Not much of this blog entry left I assure you...

We took the Metro from the Palais de Chaillot to the Musee du Louvre... Along which of cos, we continued to take more pics...

We took the Metro...
(I know I suck... Hokay?)

And even made new friends!
(RECCOS, meet Govindan.)

After which, we headed for DA LOUVRE. It's funny how when you see the Louvre in movies and documentaries and all, it's always look so picture perfect, lighting and all. Somehow, when I got there... It kinda looked like Wheellock's place... Perhaps it's juz me... I cant have expectations of things... Cos with my vivid imagination, very rarely do the actual stuff surpass it... So here we are, in the Louvre. And that's all there is...

Sw and I did get lost somewhere along those exquisite corridors... Looking for the toilet... Afterwhich we engaged in a little side quest to look for a little foot or some sort... Mona Lisa... Last Supper... Madonna on the Rocks (or something like that)... Yah... Been there done that! So here's 1 last look of the Louvre...

And then there was the Notre Dame... But no hunchbacks... This one I've got to give it to them man... When we were there... There was some service ongoing... And I tell you... With a church like that, with so much history behind its architecture... I cant blame them for being so madly religious man... At that point of time... I honestly wished I could be part of it all! Aiyah enough of talking liao lah... Otherwise got people say I boring again... ~>.<~

Outside Notre Dame...

And inside Notre Dame...

Also inside the Notre Dame...

Somewhere ard Paris...

And last but not least... My fav... Arc of Triumph!

To end it all... Here's some better taken pics from the net... I love the Paris from the top of the Arc one best... Cheers!

P.S: I'm gonna change the RECCOS blog skin... It sucks... Whoever chose it...

Paris by night...

Paris from atop the Arc of Triumph... (This pic rocks to the skies...)

GG! Timmy you can post abt Goose and Moulin Rouge and Goose... I shall go sleep!

Reccos Chronicles, Part 5b: Eiffel 65-ed

2007-07-31T00:07:00.000+08:00

The (mis)adventures of the €uro 8 continues, with some additions that Berd da Anaconda overlooked in the previous post. So the mantle falls onto me to provide a few alternative sides of the (anti)heros of this enterprise and a few anecdotes that we may or may not have known....

First up, a firm favourite amongst those who had the privilege to preview this mug shot.
I give you....

Contestant no. 1: Mr Bai aka Yz aka Snake.
Themes: "I got good KT" look, "Wanna-play-mj-tonight-the-weather-very-nice" look, "I-doing-13 Terminals-but-I-bluff-you-I-got-shit-tiles" look

Contestant no. 2: Teck Beng aka Beng aka Tabby Cat
Themes: "Sw/Berd just farted" look, "Jase/Tim talking cock again" look, "Goose looking at me weirdly" look, "I-just-threw-away-3-hong-zhongs" look

Contestant no.3: Bernard aka Berd aka Anaconda aka Mr "Fantastic"
Themes: "I feel like shitting" look, "I feel like farting" look, "I feel like smiling" look

Contestant no. 4: Shaowei aka Sw aka Regular aka Incredible Fart
Themes: "Better hold my breath before I fart" look, "I-think-I-just-farted-a-damn-power-one-so-I-should-hold-my-breath" look, "Who the heck can fart even more power than me?!?!?" look

Contestant no. 5: Jason aka Jase aka Oyster aka Spagna-tan
Themes: "Act cute" look, "Act very cute" look, "Trying to act cute but failing miserable look"

Contestant no. 6: Guosen aka Goose aka Iceman
Themes: "I think I got a lame joke" look, "What thy f**k" look, "I-think-I-better-pose-since-the-camera-is-facing-this-direction" look

Vote for your favourites please. There might or might not be a lucky draw, but if there is, the winner will walk away with a autographed cheque by the winner of the polls. If.
Btw, if you guys are wondering where the pictures of Timmy da Raunchy Wolverine and Seng the Hairy Spidey are.... you can't find them. Cos there weren't any. Don't ask me why. Right place wrong time I suppose.
Now back to the story...

After assuaging their perpetual hunger(well some of them at least) and having a fitful, albeit cold rest, the €uro 8 were eager to mount Paris-ians... I mean mount Paris, the very first stop that lie in their path of desecration was...

Ta-da!!! De Eiffel Tower!!!
If you find this picture familiar. Yesh! It was used in the last post, but since this was the first sight that was etched in our memories when we unloaded from the bus, it is Special...

Looking up at the bowels of the Eiffel.
Amazing what a ton of steel can be transformed into.

While some people caught the shutter-bug and started snapping away(Specimen A - Berd), there were some who caught the "hip-hop Now!"* bug and started dancing away(Specimen B - Yz). Or attempting to.
* The term "hip-hop Now!" originated from Ed aka Halal Pig during a soccer session at Lim Bang. The term was spontaneous, he just blurted it out when he saw Timmy attempting to hack the ball away in a somewhat constipated position whilst spinning and lying on the ground. *

While there were tourists who decided to take the easy(but more expensive way out) of getting to the top of the Eiffel, the €uro 8 was undaunted by the height of the monument, bolstered by the fact that walking up will save both time and $$, decided to trek up the tower.
Halfway through the halfway, they were regretting it already.
Halfway, most of the jackets were off.
And since they were more interested in making their way to the next level alive, photographic evidence was conspicously missing...

So what did they do when they reached the top?
Vent their anger on the structure that took away much of their youth, energy and sweat.
Plus they needed to mark their territory.

Just don't tell anyone else that we did it.

Some other random pictures...
When you see people becoming the size of ants, you know ya're pretty high up. Or quite blind.

The picture says it all. Whoa.

€uro 8 with the Eiffel as a magnificant backdrop...

And finally, a li'l something that Berd conjured up.
A series of breathtaking pictures from the top of the Eiffel fused together into one to deliver a paranormic view(digital unfortunately) of Paris.

Once again, the story will have to stop here, while the story teller attempt to salvage some sleep for work tomorrow(yes we do live in an inperfect world where one has to work to put the Macperson Prawn Mee into one's mouth, sigh.......).

Rejoin them, as they blazed to the next scene of sacrilege...

Till next time,
Timmy out

Les Chroniques RECCOS, Part 5a: Paris est magnifique!

2007-07-29T22:45:00.000+08:00

Across the channel straight into Paris, we were first brought to our accommodation in downtown Paris admist the freakingly freezing cold, no less.

"Of wood, simple et adéquat" best describe these small shacks, where tired souls retire and weary feet rest... Until an unfamiliarly uncouth mouth threatens to destroy everything peaceful, tranquil and serene...

Quote de la RECCOS (1):

"Eh cheebye close the door leh... " ~ Beng
Victim aka cheebye: Timmy.
Crime: Not closing door, when the cold wind blows.....

Those words coming from Beng, according to Timmy, felt like blessings from a pastor! But it was the first of many signs, as RECCOS €uro 8 would soon realise, how there was 1 rule for Teck Beng, and another for everyone else... And perhaps even a 3rd, just for BerD... LoL!!!

But that's not how we remember France and PARIS by! Hell no! We were soon greeted in the dining tent by 2 Contiki staff (cookies I suppose...) introducing to us, a local delicacy... Behold! La Escargots!

Quote de la RECCOS (2):

"When I was young, I like to garrm..." ~ Jase
And we all could see how and why... When cold wind blows.....

Following the dinner at the dining tent with argubly the best ever scrambled egg (Snake can testify to that!), we were taken on a night tour around the city centre of Paris on our beloved coach. Credits to Contiki, and our tour manager, Ryan (pronounced Reee-AH in French) in particular. Cos out on the night tour in Paris, we were shown the beautiful sights around Paris.

From Napoleon-built bridges marked "N" to cobberstone roads dating back to the 18th century, we were treated to a barrage of Parisan history, thick and fast. Typically, if you were to look left and right, up and down, behind and under you all at the same time, you'd realise that apart from Paris being perfectly symetrical about certain landmarks, they've got a long history behind every single building, every single sidewalk, every single street, every single bridge.

I bet everyone here would agree, KUDOS to Ryan for such an elaborate rundown of Paris. And I particularly loved how he deliberately build up in us our awe of Paris, even conjuring up a lie to draw our attention to the left side of the coach; something about Napolean's right hand general's teddy bear that survived the test of time, still hanging by a window of a building belonging to some military institute (equivalent of our OCS), only to bukake right in our faces, Le Tour Eiffel!

It hit me, it hit me hard. That 1st full view of the Eiffel. THE EIFFEL YOU KNOW?! Bronze structure. Outrageously elegant. Simply magnificant. I dare say we had the best first-full-view of the Eiffel amongst the millions of tourists that visit Paris every year. I will be eternally grateful towards Ryan, for burning such a unique and memorable image of the Eiffel Tower in us, fitting for one of the most iconic landmarks of modern civilization...

We drove around to the front of the Eiffel Tower, past the entrance up towards the Arc de Triomphe, down the famous Avenue des Champs Elysees. A short detour allows us for a quick glimpse of the infamous Hotel Ritz. Following which, we went down towards Rue de Rivoli and through the centre courtyard of the grand Musee du Lourve and finally back the campsite to complete the night tour of Paris lasting approximately 2 hours. The shortest yet most enriching 2 hours of my life imho.

My Thoughts on Paris? Well, these French and Parisians... I'm jealous of them. Honest! So jealous of their city being classified as a "World Heritage Site" by UNESCO, I dont even blame them for feeling arrogant about their culture, history and most of all, their city. Cuz if I were a Parisian, I'd be so proud, you'd wish you would never have to meet such a bastard me in my city of Paris... First they have that Eiffel, visible from anywhere around the city centre of Paris. Grand and everything glorious. And then they had that Arc of Triumph - gawd I'm running out of words to describe these awesome monuments...

(Taken from http://www.paris.org/Monuments/Arc/. You can also read more about it at the mentioned webby!)

Yes and that Arc of Triumph. What a monument to commemorate their military achievements under Bonaparte Napoleon. Standing some 50m tall at the Western end of Avenue des Champs Elysees, the arch honours those who fought for France, particularly during the Napoleonic Wars. Looking back at the map in front of my keyboard now (also with the help of Wikipedia of cos...) I juz realised how the Arc is the linchpin of the historic axis (L'Axe Historique) — a sequence of monuments and grand thoroughfares on a route which goes from the courtyard of the Louvre Palace to the outskirts of Paris.

I cannot imagine that celebratory atmosphere surrounding the entire Paris, in particular the area around that very Arc and all along Avenue des Champs Elysees, when the French National team of 1998 paraded the coveted WORLD CUP down that stretch. I wonder how it would have felt as a French and as a Parisian there and then. I also wonder... With those wild celebrations, how many babies were made on that very night... LOLLLLL!

Back at campsite, 4 determined souls - Jase, Tim, mokie and BerD - spurred on by hunger, overcame all odds in the freezing cold to cook 4 packets of Singaporean Maggi curry noodles under the starry starry Parisian skies... What a fitting end to such a brilliant start (official start) of the Contiki European experience 2007. And if I may add... Somehow... Curry Maggi mee at night at 15~20 deg Celsius under those lovely stars >>> pwns your tower, your arc and your Lourve! GOOD NIGHT PARIS! Singapore 1 - Paris 0!

Reccos Chronicles, Part 4: Somewhere, beyond the sea...

2007-07-27T20:30:00.000+08:00

We rejoin the €uro 8 after a good night(for some, the unlucky ones like me, Berd da Anaconda and Goose da CK Model for the night were subjected to the systematic snoring of Sw aka the Incredible Snore) where they prepare to embark on their next area of conquest.
The port of Dover. Seeing that none of the €uro 8 possess the power to part sea/ocean/water(the closest being Sw who can produce a lot of water and Goose who can freeze the water with his cold jokes), a ship the size of Noah's Ark(or thereabouts) was to be the mode of transport across the English Channel.

Farewell England!

What can 8 guys do on board a ship? Take pictures of cos!

*Note the hand on top of Timmy's head. I've been lao gan-ed by Beng!!!!!!

Not forgetting our ever ready photographer Berd, who is doing some weird pose here.

*Ok own up. Who took this tak glam picture one. Damn accurate portrayal of Berd sia!!!

Like all great adventures, there must be obstacles to be cleared, problems to be solved, maidens to be ravished... I mean rescued, blah blah blah.

For the €uro 8, they faced one of their greatest problem that will plague them for the rest of the trip.

They had to grapple with the dilemma of...

To eat or not to eat.

Tell me. Honestly.

Tell me that you can resist not eating after looking at those oh-so-greasy-and-unhealthy-but-so-friggin'-delicious stuff there.

Coupled with the fact that the €uro 8 have not had breakfast. Or did they? But no matter, they're a bunch of hungry devils anyway...

Behold!

The most expensive(I suppose) breakfast we had!

A grand total of........... £ 7!!! That would have mean a staggering SGD$21 bucks?!?!?!?! (note: lim bei really can't remember exactly how much. But I think it was this amount, shout out if the numbers are wrong...)

Holy sh*t!!!!

For that amount of money I could probably have breakfast for a whole freaking week in Stinkapore!!!

But no matter... a hungry man is a horny... I mean ANGRY man. So we made the right choice in eating. I suppose...

After breakfast, it was another round of scenery viewing(yah, like there was anything else to see other than the sea), cam-whoring(ie: Yz the Snakey Cam Whore), smoking(Timmy and Berd), and of cos, some random shots. Like this:

A excellent example of good parenting. Keep those li'l thingys on a leash. Best if can stuff the hole in their face(which I suspect is the mouth but you never know, these diminutive terrors have a different biological composition from us. They have more mouth than face, if not, how you explain the noise these caterwauling calamities produce)

So cute~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

That was to be our first encounter with anything French.
Bonjour France~~~~~~

Once again, we leave the €uro 8 to prepare for their disembarkment, and wait for them on the shores of the land where the snails you get to see are on a dinner plate in front of you...

Till next time,

Timmy out

The Reccos Chronicles, Part 3: Bed, dinner and 1 night in UK

2007-07-26T18:15:00.000+08:00

We rejoin the €uro 8 after a short break(due to the fact that the ONLY story teller here was in Vietnamese... I mean, in Vietnam exploring the different er.. culture and stuff. But that's another story) and we find them in the first country of their conquest, the gateway to the rest of the region, a land where the denizens actually speak in a language that is understood by the €uro 8.

I give you: England!Contrary to belief, the €uro 8 did not spawn from the bowels of the earth and were unleashed upon the world through this building. This houses the form of transport(ie: the Tube) that ferried the €uro 8 from the airport to their area of residence.

All my backs are packed, I'm ready to go...

Our residence for the night. The Generator!!! (if you ask me it sounds kinda lame...)

So the place for the night was settled, and with the bags all unloaded, the next logical thing for the €uro 8 to do was....

Yes. Look for food.
Cheap(by the native standards), wholesome(my ass!) food.

Call it a divine intervention, a stroke of luck, or just plain geographical location, there was a shop at the corner just outside the hostel, and that was where the €uro 8 had their first taste of Europe...

Looking at this picture, one might be misled to think that food can be sexy.

Seeing that I just had dinner, we'll skip the pictures on food and more food, focusing our attention to what happened after dinner.

Which was a short walk to the supermarket and a tour around the neighbourhood...

While some of us decided to capture the scenes of the nightlife with an accoutrement known to the masses as a camera, the others decided to explore other aspects of the 'vibrant' scene...

Sw the Incredible Fart trying out the paraphernalia in the middle of the street which opened up to reveal a............ toilet.

Kudos for the Incredible Fart for bravely gone where no man has gone for the spirit of adventure. Though I must say the toilet does smells a tad nicer than his fart sometimes...

Others like Jase the Spagnatan prefer to check out the various options for a somewhat *ahem* unique evening.

There are some who very much prefer to just pose for the camera.

This one looks like he just woke up, or going to sleep, or shagged, or promoting his boxers, or tshirt, or specs. Damn I can't tell.

Here we leave the €uro 8 again, for them to catch up on some sleep, before they embark on their next stage of their European Conquest...

See you in France.

--Timmy out

The Reccos Chronicles, Part 2: March of the Teen Soldiers

2007-07-16T11:41:00.000+08:00

They came from nowhere.
Well, actually they did come from somewhere, somewhere in Tampines, in a coffeeshop, watching the Champions League finals, which led to a slight compromise in their timing hence forcing Timmy to give up on precious smoking time and most importantly, the chance to buy a whole chunk of duty free ciggys. Sigh...

The flight timing that will be the start of everything foreign.

Some of us were positively excited and beaming, like this handsome dude here, grinning from ear to ear. Oh wait, that'll be me.

While others were doing last minute manicures(ala Jase), there were some individuals who were slowly discarding their facades and exposing the inner gay... erm... I mean deviant nature, as can be seen from this captured moment from Goose.

"Thumbs up for my zhi moh 5 tais!!!"

Xw, one of the proud member of RECCOS who came down to send off the bunch of misfits so that he can have a bit of peace and quiet without us around.

Ed, our resident camera man. Taking a shot of us for memory sake(actually he wanted to finish up the film so that he can develop them).

The whole chink gang of us. Thank you Xw, Ed and Pei Pei for coming down to send us off. Special thanks to Xw for helping me carrying the friggin heavy book home, although it did made me quite boring-ed in Euro...

Fast forward to Doha, we'll see...

Worst airline ever. Qatar. Bad service, f**ked up food. And the whole friggin plane is full of shit...(muds i mean)

What's there to see in Doha? The sun(what sun?), the sand(plenty of it) and the shit(just look around and you'll see there walking everywhere)

During the transit, some of us decided to pursue a more intellectual mean of whittling away time. Here's a snapshot of Snakey in a more serious pose. We highly suspect he magicked his mahjong KT book to look like an ordinary book bought from the shelves of Kino.

Others like us decided that card games were the best means to idle away time.

Evidently, we have some selected individuals who prefer the good ole' method of scratching one's arse while waiting for time to pass, epitomized by our man whore model of the moment: Officer Mok

This, was the dreary start that the €uro 8 experienced....

--Timmy out

The Reccos Chronicles, Part 1: The Euro 8.

2007-07-13T16:10:00.000+08:00

Every story has a beginning. This one began months ago, in (not so)secret meetings by an unholy, and sometimes unruly group of 7. Driven by a desire to seek adventures before they settle down in the dry monotony of daily life, they decided to mark their reign of terror in the far away land known to most(if not all) of the world as Europe...

Parchments of maps were examined, scrolls of wisdom were consulted, any scraps of information were extracted from friends/family/tom/dick/harry, everything and anything that could help in the research was not spared...
And so, days turned into weeks that turned into months, and something happened.
Another evil soul managed to scam his way into the expedition, making it a group of 8.

"Introducing... RECCOS' very own... EURO 8!!!" - Berd (forum post 3584, 15/5/07)

Since there wasn't any objections, the name stuck.

While we fast forward to the day of the departure, let us take some time to introduce the characters in this story who will be with us for the next 20-30 posts(if I'm that free), the whole gang of EURO 8, we present, in alphabetical order.....

Name: Bernard
Alias: Berd, Anaconda

Special powers: Able to summon giant anaconda in between his legs to terrorise guys and pacify gals. Also possess the ability to contort his body into different positions in order to capture the most beautiful(to him anyway) picture.

Superhero type: Mr Fantastic - cos he can stretch some part of his body to quite an *ahem* astonishing proportions.

Name: Guosen

Alias: Goose, Mary

Special powers: Able to chill the surroundings with his icy cold (lame) jokes. Secondary power is the ability to tahan a lot of shit... I mean damage.

Superhero type: Iceman - I shudder whenever I think of his jokes...

Name: Jason

Alias: Jase, Oyster

Special powers: Able to make mountains out of molehills(ie: can "This is Spagna for one whole day. And maybe more...), also able to fabricate stories that are so friggin' lame and ridiculous in matter of seconds.

Superhero type: Juggernaut - can make molehills out of mountains, and is impervious to psychic/written/spoken instructions to stop talking crap.

Name: Seng Kwee

Alias: Seng, Captain Hairy, Li'l Hairy Lamb, 'Superman'

Super powers: Able to mangle his words into incoherent mutterings to the human ears, sometimes, the lucky few get to digest the gems of wisdom thrown out by this Zen-ish individual. Also possess great quantity of hair which are living organisms by their own.

Superhero type: Superman - inside joke/ Spiderman - can shoot web using his hair

Name: Shaowei

Alias: Sw, Army Regular, Farter/Snorer, Miu Miu

Special powers: Ability to piss room-mates off by farting and snoring. Simultaneously. Also possess the uncanny ability to locate quiet and secluded areas for purposes privy to the nether regions.

Superhero type: Hulk - when provokes, he turns green and fart

Name: Teck Beng

Alias: Beng, Teddy Bear

Special powers: Whatever he says is right. No one can or will disagree. Immunity from 'being wrong', cos he's never wrong. Also possess the ability to make people shut up and listen to what he says, only sentinel being able to stop the Juggernaut(ie: Jase)

Superhero type: Iron Man - he can rule with an iron fist if he wants to

Name: Tim Juan

Alias: Tim,Timmy, Smeagols, Fat RP

Special powers: Able to throw smoke screen, sometimes even the whole smoking cigarette whenever, wherever. Minor regenerative powers which is limited to certain organ(ie: the liver) and minor immunity to certain illness(ie: coughing since he's always coughing anyway).

Superhero type: Wolverine - short, hairy, smokes, drinks, nuff' said/ Venom - scared of bells

Name: Yaozhong

Alias: Yz, zhong, snake, lao gan

Special powers: Able to be invisible when the task of carrying the group's tribal symbol(ie: the tripod) is being delegated. Also possess the ability to cheat/lie/connive everyone and anyone.

Superhero type: Invisible Woman(in this case, Man) - can remain hidden when things need to be done. Nuff' said/ Green Goblin - his Yoda impersonation reminded us of Green Goblin, plus he does possess a violent alter ego that entertains thoughts of bashing people up with the tribal symbol(ie: the tripod)

These, my friends, are the unsavoury members of EURO 8.
Let us stop here for now, to allow for the passage of time to catch up, and bring us to the next chapter in their story...

Till next time,
Timmy out

Something new is coming..... Soon.

2007-06-16T16:36:00.000+08:00

Ok, this blog needs something new.
And its coming.

Why?

Cos i've just added a few more members to post on this blog.
So Seng, Beng, Goose and Sw.
Please put in some crap here. When you all still have something to write about, like the Europe trip. Or maybe the post Europe trip thingys.
Whatever.
Just write something eh?

--Timmy out

Reccos from NYE to Genting...

2007-01-08T15:41:00.000+08:00

Better get this up before you guys start complaining again.
Here's some of the pics that were taken at the NYE bowling session.
Too bad not all of us were there.

Blurry group pic

Victor's Superbowl.

And then, we have:

Bowling in Genting.
How hardcore can we get?

And that's not all, we did crazy things like:

Eating "Are You Crazy or What" burger. Alone.

Playing mj for the whole night before boarding the bus. (Apparently the trip ended with some of them playing mj for the whole of the night too...)

All in all, this has been a great week for some of us, and can only be described with a picture that captures the pure and raw emotion...

Jumping for joy!!!

Housewarming...

2006-12-19T23:24:00.000+08:00

This was supposed to be up over the weekend but due to unforeseen circumstances such as:
1. soccer playing
2. soccer watching
3. sleeping
4. Dota-ing
5. Korean drama watching
6. Reading
7. Slacking

the post is overdue.
But heck, its hard enough to find a blogger as it is, so no complaints ye all.
Anyway, here's some of the pictures from the memorable day when we raided Jase's 'house'.

Goose saying hi. Or something like that lah.

The whole chink-gang. Minus me(who was the camera man) and Berd(who was in Genting, song bo!)

Food... glorious food!!!

More food and people.

Evidence that we were raiding Jase's house. Well, some of us anyway...

And now, some pictures of the couples...

Pegs and Sw(dunno why he must look away and act cool sia...)

Goose and Kimberley(hope I got the spelling right :p)

Biwen and 'Billy-Pimp' Ong

Last but not least... our hosts: Jase and Huiwen. (Billy-Pimp Ong, why you standing behind......)

To the rest of the couples who were there but no pics taken, I blame it on my laziness. :)

Overdue post,
overdue house-warming party.

But at least it was fun...

So who's house next?

Long overdue post. Great outing...

2006-12-08T15:04:00.000+08:00

Long overdue post, seeing how 'frequent' this blog is updated.

So to those who went Tibet, or those who have blogs.
Update more than once in a while?

Anyway, this blog post might never see the light of day if not for the fact that we were all possessed by some midnight madness and decided to do this:

Bowling. Yes. We were mad. (PS: This is Xw looking quite pro. The rest I never take cos too lazy liao...)

The 9 insane boys.
Standing, from left: Jase, Xw, Jeff, Seng, Ed
Sitting, from left: Sw, Gs, Me, Berd

Other antics will include:

Me and Berd, with nothing to do outside...

Something that Jeff always kena...

Berd trying his best to pose with a kick-ass face. You know, the kind of face that you see already you wanna kick his ass?

The teams that didn't have enough luck to win.

The lucky ones.

No, Xw was the bowler. Jase was the one with the 4 X. Its called... a 4 Bagger. First time in my life I've seen it. (Nabei Jase.... you bruff us all, say what dunno how to play? Tsk tsk...)

Too bad I forgot to bring my camera down for the TT Durai part.
But then again, there was nothing much at the end.

Video... might or might not be up.
Depending on when I have the time to do it.
Plus if its idiot proof enough for me to upload it and shit like that.

Good games guys, we should do this more often, next time with better plans, more balanced teams, and no doubling of captains' points.

PS: Those who want the pics let me know.... will charge small fee for burning them into CD. Ciggys and 'soccer tips' videos are acceptable forms of payments.

BerD @ Diving!

2006-06-27T04:30:00.000+08:00

Alright, I was away for a good 4 days on a diving trip @ P.Tioman... And I better have some pics to show for my absence... Cos knowing you guys... You guys probably missed me a hell damn lot! LoL

Here's my buddy, a babe and me on our dive boat...

And that would be diver me underwater... Damn it dont I juz look pro in that suit? And I know Xuanwei is probably asking himself this so here's my answer... Yes, my Anaconda hurts having to squeeze into that tight wetsuit...

However, diving underwater somehow got boring... So during our surface interval (we need a certain rest time above water otherwise we'd get high underwater due to excessive nitrogen in our blood)... I started jumping off the deck of our dive boat... LoL! And how high would that be? Abt 4 metres above the water level...

Beginner: BerD - Ninja Diver! RAWR!!! In reality, I did a perfect flying kick in midair... Juz that this pic was taken a split-second late... To see my kickass kick, check out the video from the link here - Ninja BerD!

Intermediate: BerD - Doing my forward roll. LoL damn it I look damn pro lah! Too bad there isnt a video to show... =( If it's any consolation, this is my buddy doing the forward roll... Not bad also man... LoL

Buddy Forward Roll!

And after a while, we got pretty confident... And so my buddy tried a Backflip! Not bad eh? Quite easy hor? Like very simple hor?

And so my buddy jio-ed me to do a backflip from the top deck again... I've got no idea why but I agreed... It didnt occur to me then that it was more than juz a crazy thought... It's a FuckiN' crazy thought lah!

Cameras ready...

Jimmy, our dive master, gave the timing... (Which wasnt very smart... Cos... If in any case any of us had 2nd thoughts abt doing it... It'd be too late to pull out...)

5...

4...

3...

2... (BerD mutters: I'm Fucked...)

1...

Advanced: Crazy, juz crazy... Juz from the looks of it... You can probably guess I was really fucked. LOL!!! And here's the video proof of how mampos I was...

Video: MamPOS!

If in any case by now you guys are probably thinking how n00b BerD is... Well think again. There's a million and 2 things that can possibly go wrong when attempting a roll of any sort... Here's an example: (Viewing discretion advised.)
A million and 2 ways how a roll can possibly go wrong...

Alrighty, enough of me... Time to sleep... Ukraine juz won the penalty shootout... And the match sucked real bad. Won money though...
- 1st half draw
- TG under 2

YEAH!

Oh and a million and 1 thanks to Shaowei for helping me out with my subject registration... Thanks a lot bro! You're a real bro!

Crouch of Many Talents

2006-06-22T11:50:00.000+08:00

Alright guys, there is no hiding of my utter disgust towards England and Sven Goran Eriksson's approach towards their World Cup games... And now compounded by the fact that Owen's out injured for 5 mths or so... We'll definitely be seeing more of Peter Crouch and more long-ball-to-pick-out-Crouch tactics... Sianz.

And it's not like Crouch isnt good with his feet as Rafael Benitez has already found out...
Behold: Peter Crouch and His Many Many Talents!

Acrobatic stuff.

NBA JAM 2006 - LoL check out his face man...

"My Life for Na'zul!"

WOOO HOOOO!

WOOO HOOOO HOOOO!

Coolness o.O - There's even motion blur on this one!

I KNOW YOU ONE! - LoL would you guys juz check out his face again? Classic dah!

(Credits to edmw for original post)

24, going on 14...

2006-05-03T18:16:00.000+08:00

Long time no see new posts on this blog liao.
Too long without any field soccer for us to have anything remotely interesting to talk about I guess.

But we did had an 'snap recall' for soccer on Sat.
Night somemore.
Was after the Man U match(damn!) when I think the loss devastated some of us so much that we decided to have a soccer session to erm... vent our frustrations?
Calls were made, male egos were provoked, and in the end, we ended with 10 guys in...

Lim Bang.
Late at night.
One bunch of crazy guys behaving like kids.

Honestly, when was the last time we ever did something this mad?
the 05 chalets where we play in the dark = Daren knocking his teeth on the lamp post?
The chalets at East Coast where we went Bedok to play?

Can't remember when was the last time where we had such fun playing our heads off (the one on top, not below...) with such wild abandon.
Flying balls, flying expletives, flying bodies... nah, though it would've been nice to see some flying bodies.

Thank you guys, for a night of fun.
Berd, Ed, Goose, Jase, Phil, Moks, Xb, Xw.
Thank you, the ladies of the Soccer First Wives' Club for taking some of these beasts(wait... that means me too, haha) away from spending time with ye all.
Thank you...

You guys made me feel like I'm 14 again....

PS: Really, who was the one who claim that the Lim Bang lights will be on 24hrs?

PPS: Jase, you should dedicate a blog post to us professing your eternal gratitude for coming down to play with you!!!

PPPS: MSN Conversation with Berd(da Nerd)...

Timmy: i hope they sell ciggys there

BerD: They grow them gawd damn it...

BerD: We're getting it free...

BerD: You blardy noob!

Timmy: are u sure

BerD: Yah..

BerD: Unless those blardy sheeps ate it.

BerD: And goats grazed it.

Timmy: then we smoke the damn sheeps

BerD: OMG.

Timmy: ?

BerD: That's like the most gosu suggestion I've heard so far on the Tibnet* (note the spn-elling mistake) trip!

BerD: Smoke sheeps!

BerD: WuMaiGawd!

Timmy: y thk u

Match Report 6

2006-03-20T16:08:00.000+08:00

No mood to do this damn report since the match was cancelled halfway.

Anyway let's just have some highlights of the game.

-- Guolin's Ultimate Save of the Season. He's one handed save ala a Van der Sar(minus the height and the look) that in Berd's words, employed all his strength and dexterity to push the ball JUST~~~ right for it to whack the goal post and bounce out. Solid.

-- Guolin leaping like a salmon to grab a corner kick by the opponent, reminded us of Dennis Rodman grabbing a rebound. But we all felt that the shen tou(the godlike Thief) should've taunted the opponents by slapping the ball and screaming: Is that the best you can do?!?!?!

-- Berd's gosu volley in the 2nd half that screamed of a goal, but was denied by the horde of bodies blocking the goal. How sad sia, the only time that he actually hit something and get it on target he was blocked.

-- Jase's horrific miss in front of goal. Tried to sidefoot but his side wasn't good enough(this is by the Snake). Nuff' said.

-- Timmy's NOOB-ish behaviour when confronted with a *who-kicked-the-damn corner that eluded everyone and he suddenly developed psycho-motor random coordination and was torn between using his Head or his Feet. Ended up using his Knee. Noob.

-- Beng's shot that warranted a save from the opponent keeper. Almost went in sia, as Berd claimed: The ball was going in from the inside of the post.

-- F**king cricket players. Really bastards them. Never use the whole field still want to make so much noise. I can't even begin to describe the angst we felt when the security uncle came over and told us that we cannot use the field anymore. What the fcuk sia.... These bastards should be deported back to India asap. With the bats in their arses.

And that's all for now...

Match Report 5

2006-03-06T23:48:00.000+08:00

Date: 05/03/06

Location: The NTU small side field which was made smaller by the inconsiderate crickets.. I mean cricket fuckers, I mean players.
I cant agree more man... Those sonnawabeeteches... taking up so much space on the field(s)... Why cant they juz take up DOTA and start playing at their comps peacefully and all...

P.S: This could well be the 1st time I've seen The "Negotiator" failing at negotiating... LmaO!

Time: 930-ish. Cos lim bei was late. And I was ferrying Ed the halal pig and Weitian the new signing.
That noob Timmy actually did a BerD... Not responding to calls, SMS and watever means of communication... Eh bro... Juz a word of advice: If you cannot tahan the CPZ... Juz stop lor... I mean not everyone got that kind of stamina to last de...

On a more serious note, your failure to turn up on time really caused us quite a bit of embarrassment you know anot... Towards the end, the general concensus agreed by all RECCOS members present was to start with 9 men. I dont blame Mokielele for lashing out at you when you arrived man... Cos I think he understood the pain of organising a game and having to deal diplomatically with the opponents... Basically... YOU NOOB!

Score: RECCOS 4 - Berd's Friends 4

Scores: RECCOS - Weitian, Weitian, Weitian, and Jase.
Berd's Friends - Dunno who the f**k score. Berd can fill this part.
Fill up this part? With pleasure!

BerD's Friends - TzeHao (OWN GOAL), Iskandar (Or however it's spelt), Joos, Yuan Hsiang

Match highlights:

-- BILLY aka Ong TzeHao SCORED A FREAKING OWN GOAL MAN WTF! THAT NOOB! Apart from celebrating and the colour of the jersey he was wearing, from the way he scored that own goal, anyone would have thought he was one of them!

-- The freaking cricket muthaf**kers. Play cricket big fuck ah? KNNBCCB, keep telling us to stay outside the flags cos we're distracting their game. FUCK lah!!! They are the ones distracting us lor. Bunch of buggers taking up so much space, hooting and cheering when their balls are floating nowhere, threathenin to call security(for fuck?!??!). CCB, our ball so big size also can hit into their side, theirs small like fuck also can't fly far, make so much noise for fuck.....
Yah balls... They should juz organise weekly Sunday morning outings to Tekka Market and whack their Nasi Brayani and their teh-tarik and leave the field to us...

-- The collapse of both our flanks. BOTH. I admit I was playing a super below-par game on Sunday(sorry Ed, I shall curb my excessive CPZ-ing) but poor Billy was simply outplayed by the opposing wingers. Thus leading the the flood of goals that came in.
Honestly, the defense was pathetic... Although the centre pair of Snake and GooSe were not up to par by their high standards, the wing-backs were practically non-existent. The crosses were flooding in from both sides and towards the end of the 1st half... The wingers were even able to cut inside and take pot shots at goal! WTF? Well... It's not everyday you see our defense playing badly so hopefully it's juz a 1-off incident!

The match also showed how weak we're with juz 4 men in midfield... Somehow or rather... We cant play 4 in midfield... From where I was standing (outside the penalty box even though I was the keeper) I could tell after 5 minutes our midfield consisting of CR (L), Beng and Mokielele (C) and YY (R) were unable to contain the opposition... Hence I took it upon my-GoSu-self to change our formation from 4-4-2 to 4-5-1... With Jason being withdrawn as striker to play a more central role, leaving Weitian at the point man up front... And of cos that tactical change proved to be masterful as Weitian went on to score a hatrick and ourselves, playing better especially in the 2nd half... Damn I rock.

-- Snake and his bleeding nipple. Actually not really. Apparently he sliding tackle some guy, the guy's trailing foot had no place to land, so lan-lan nearest flat surface to put the boots on. Snake's chest. Thereby the bleeding. But I am still amazed, how come the bleeding area is around the nipple? Snake, care to explain?
Yah I didnt see what exactly happened but... Would you like Sf to take a closer look at it? He's afterall a Medical Student...

-- Berd's cock-sure but kinda shagged run that led to Jase's goal. Berd da Anaconda managed to pick up the ball in defence, twist and turn(and refuse to pass the ball I must add) and somehow just.... manage to squirm his way through the opposition, started an uninterrupted run down the right flank all the way to midfield and beyond, passed the ball to Jase, who, in typical fashion, ran till there was no option was passing, and decided to take a shot and started praying. It seems like someone up there hasn't forsaken da Lakeside kid(yesh, must remind everyone the fact that Jase is out of the BP district. Muhahahahahaha!!!). So he scored. Us lazy buggers who refused to run managed to put up a false front and shamelessly pat Berd on the back, telling him "Good Run". I'm impressed.
I think this short paragraph isnt doing the amount of effort I put into that charge down the field any justice at all... I shall elaborate on it... I DONT CARE!

It was (probably) into the final minute of the game then when everyone else out there was too tired to run and were all resigned to losing this game... EVERYONE, but BerD. As everyone stood (lazily) around the penalty area awaiting their corner, GoSuBerD was vigilant to spot a short corner about to be taken... Racing over and catching Joos unaware by sneaking from behind his blind spot... Latching onto this opportunity of a lifetime... GoSuBerD started an UNSTOPPABLE run, equalling that of Ryan Giggs' magnificant effort displayed in the FA-Cup Semi-Final of 1999 (I think...) down the entire length of the field, skipping past 2-3 players and finally arriving at the opposition's penalty box, alone. Or so he thought. Fortunately for RECCOS, Jason, also too lazy to run back to defend, found himself in acres of space and on a full tank of oxygen + nitro (Of cos lah - he didnt have to run the entire length of the field unlike GoSuBerD...) With a perfectly weighted pass to Jason's feet... Jason was left with juz the keeper to beat. Humji-ly, he blasted it past YuanHsiang, their keeper then...

Having played such a major role in such an important goal... It was felt like bliss... Ahhh... And when those hommies paid homage to the Great One... Ahhh... CoOLnEsS!

-- Snake's 'comments'. Snake kept his cool. Exploding only on our players. Me, Billy, Ed, CR, Jase(even though the poor bugger was playing keeper, snake shouted at him to run and cover sw in midfield. I couldn't stop laughing) even Beng had a taste of the acid tongue. If it helps curbs the beast in you, Mr Snake, call us BITCHES!!!
Yah man... I was like so shocked when Snake had something to say to Beng even! "TECK BENG WAT ARE YOU DOING? PLAY PROPERLY LAH! -- MIDFIELD STOP LOSING THE BALL SO EASILY!"

Honestly ah... We're already damn shag lah deh... Wanna pass properly also hard leh... Haha even Mokielele told me halfway thru the 2nd half he's shagged can? MOK DONT BLUFF! I KNOW YOU ONE!

-- Chong Rong's cramp, which led the Sw da Regular making this kick-ass comment: "Wah CR, i think your record for RECCOS is 1 cramp per game sia, every game sure cramp one!" Totally senseless but it was pretty funny.
Haha... Yah man CR! You dont train up hor you're gonna be banished to standing in between the posts I tell you! And hor... We're really damn evil leh... People cramp liao still gotta be keeper... Damn jialat leh play for RECCOS... No welfare de...

-- Last but not least, our Hat-Trick Hero: Weitian. He has totally earned his passage(ie the free ride from CCK to NTU and back) to the game. First goal was a glancing header off a deep cross by Sw(I think) that went in ala a Darren Fletcher. Second goal was classic, a run to meet the pass, a subtle flick of the boot, and next thing we know, the ball eluded the keeper and ended up at the bottom end corner of the goal. (although the man himself confessed that he was hoping to flick the ball away from the opponents.) Hat-trick goal? Our star striker(for this match at least) received the ball, he turned the opponent, pulled back his leg, and let loose a lobbing shot that once again eluded the keeper and ends up at the back of the net. Sweet.
*Damn, I forgotten at which goal did Beng asked for the ball and Weitian just took on the world himself and scored. I think it was the last goal. Beng was humbled. Right?
Yah... But what you guys dont know is... Beng even asked me not to keep passing the ball to Weitian! He said he's always in a better position than Weitian; Beng being in-between me and Weitian and that I should have used him more for 1-2 or juz... 2. I suspect Beng isn't too fond of Weitian... Could it be Beng knew in advance of Weitian's Unholy feet aura? *Taps chin*

-- Male bonding in Jase's hall. Also via internet with Yiyuan. Those who want more details can refer to either Jase, Ed, Snake or Sw. (limbei oredi post this up liao, the rest is up to you guys...)
What male bonding? Wat's happening? Got back-breaking news never share sibo?

That's all for now folks.
Till the next match.
And BerD, you rock.

PS: Oh yah, before I forgot. One important after match incident involving Weitian, his feet, unholy smell and tons of jokes about it. Best be told over kopi....

PPS: Anyway thanks guys... For not getting into any fights... Cos they're afterall my frens also then very hard on me lah if we had gotten into a fight juz like the other time... So all and all it was a splendid match! Kudos to one and all! Special mention to xw's supervisor for scheduling him for work on that fateful morning as well... Thanks bro... Whoever and wherever you are... LmaO!

RECCOS Forum

2006-03-03T18:18:00.000+08:00

Yes, the recent reminders abt the forum being down is more than enough now thanks. I understand your concerns and here's my gosu solution:

I changed the hyperlink on the right from "http://reccos.4ever.cc" to "http://quicktopic.com/gibberish.berd.rocks" and voila! (Cos the re-directing domain service has been terminated...) Nevertheless, you guys can now click on the link to get to the RECCOS Forum!!!

Although it seems like 1 more step to get to the forum... But at least you peeps would be forced to visit the RECCOS Blog every other day and hopefully, you peeps would be inspired to write here some day!

P.S: To date only a handful have accepted the invite but still havent posted.

SOCCER THIS SUNDAY 9am NTU FIELD WEAR BLUE!

Confirmed: BerD, Billy (1st half only), Beng, GooSe, Timmy, Snake, Sf, Sw, Jason...
Some more? Eh siao liao lah! We not enough people ah?!

PP.S: Alex who contacting? Gabriel? Who else can? The rest I know cannot liao... People like Xw and Philip...

SOCCER WATCHING THIS SAT NIGHT 1030pm DOVER KOPITIAM/SNAKE'S LAIR!

At this meeting, I shall reveal 2 important pieces of news I've uncovered recently. 2 pieces of news that I'm sure would make everyone's jaws drop... Something to the extent of "GooSe is currently receiving special 1on1 intensive DoTa training from myself."

So be there to hear it from the Anaconda's mouth! Exact venue to be confirmed.

Lunch with whoa... a whole chink-gang of people.

2006-03-01T22:56:00.000+08:00

I think the porn me(in Goose's words) outing is growing everytime we make a trip down to makan with Berd da Anaconda.

I can remember, that the beginning was just me, Berd. (although we had Billy and my fren joinin us...)

Then the next time, Goose came along. But Billy couldn't join us.

Then today.

Sw the regular was here.
Goose and me as usual.
Snake managed to wake up(miracle!!!).
Even Lady Boss aka Miss Pei Pei joined us too.
Berd was of course there.

And we had to squeeze in one round table and ordered so much stuff that there were, on the last count:
14 bowls(got mee, got soup, got bak gu)
6 glasses
on the friggin' table.

It was quite a good lunch, topped with ciggys and kopi and not forgetting, FRIED ICE CREAM.
Sw the mad man claims that he has to run after lunch cos its too heavy.
Me and Berd are just contended to sit n smoke,
while the rest of them.. generally can't be bothered too.

Kinda cool actually to suddenly meet up out of the blue for lunch and mini talk cock session.
Not to forget some real life drama:
Mad/Stubborn/Idiotic Ah Pek tries to be a Yz.. I mean Ah Beng on the road by
1. trying to reverse on a main road with a relentless stream of cars.
2. trying to play punk and block the whole line of traffic by refusin to move an INCH, because he was waiting for a parking area next to the coffeeshop that we were at.
3. trying to reverse while blocking the whole line of traffic cos he wanted a parking space next to the coffeeshop that we were at.

We were watching this mini-drama unfold while chompin on our fried ice cream, smoking, drinking kopi etc etc.
Quite amusing I must add.
Though the blasting of horns did get to my nerves at some point of time.

Managed to drive Sw back to camp at the grand timing of 2-ish, after which dropped Goose and made my way back to the clubroom for another round of smoke break and slacking.

We should do this more often sia...

PS: Finally found a comrade in arms who HATE Strawberries!!! Berd... finally I have to admit. You're Gosu.

PPS: Sw's refusal to eat durian is still making me laugh....

Match Report 4

2006-02-20T02:20:00.000+08:00

Date: 19/2/06

Location: NTU field something something. Noh... that one facing the other grandstand, ie: the one with the cricket pitch thingy in the middle.

Time: 930-ish am(waiting for the opponents and our missing players like Weitian, Yoon Keong and un-important player)

Score: RECCOS 0 - BP Seniors+ Etc 2

Scorers: Orange shirt wussy and Some etc guy whom I can't see clearly. Both in the middle of the 2nd half. Too disgusted to elaborate.

Match Highlights:

-- The size of the field. It was so small, I mean compact that no only did we have to worry about people standing out of position, there was pratically no space for the defence to 'rock' even. That was how tight the field was. No 'tight' in those 'football tips' sense lah....

-- Weitian our on-loan striker who almost scored a spectularly 'taiko' goal when he kicked the ball over and behind him, only for the damn ball to bounce in such awkward speed and velocity and direction that it eluded the keeper and 'tiang-ed' the woodwork.

-- The opposition's perception of offside. They can claim that we were offside cos one of us has pushed past the offside line, never mind if he wasn't interfering with play nor was he the receipent of the pass, hell, he wasn't anywhere in the vicinity when the pass was threaded lah!!!
F**kin NOOBS! And apparently, they were in the school team for BP. No wonder we lost so badly that time.

-- Alex's ugly but highly effective way of either bulldozing or sprinting past the opponents, which resulted in a good shot at goal after a particularly 'trying' run.

-- Series of incident regarding the Orange shirt wussy, who cannot dribble, run nor pass. But sure can make a lot of trouble. First was when he wanted to shove Xw for what? Backing into him after a jump for header. 2nd time was over some toopid foul and he had to get into the thick of action by jumping at(with quite a lot of gusto I might add) our abovementioned 'victim' for today, Xw.

--Xw once again getting harangued by this short fart of a basket case who, in Berd da Anaconda's opinion, must have the last say for everything. Everything. From fouls given to them to fouls given to us, he will have something to say and he will always have someone to piss out. Xw, these mere words cannot do the episodes justice. Just tell them the next time we meet up lah...

--Someone being branded a 'BIMBO'. On the pitch. Go figure who. He(she) is one of us...

-- One of our on-loan midfielder playing like he was having a walk in the park lydat. Even Seng look more gan cheong and moves faster than the mother son. And Seng is the keeper.

-- Bleddy muds monkeys making noises at the grandstand there telling us to end the game faster, which elicted comments such as: "Hey take your time!", "Hey relac abit ah!". And my personal favourite: "Since when NTU got so many monkeys ah?"(incidentally, I was the one who was saying the last comment but Berd advised me to keep it down in case I get charged with sedition or however you spell it...)

-- My absolutely ROCKING GOOD PERFORMANCE(especially in the first half) which made Sw comment that maybe I should go CPZ every Sat to improve my game. Glad to do it. All in the name of RECCOS.

That's all I can think of now.
Anything else, just DIY lah.

And where's our CLEAN SHEET?!?!?!?!?

Damn, its 3 days in a week...

2006-02-17T02:13:00.000+08:00

That I have to meet Berd da Anaconda.

First day was the night where most, if not all couples or couples wanna-bes gather and meet up. While the LHC(Lonely Hearts' Club) alumni - as of now, lim bei, Berd, Goose, Ed and Seng - can take solace that at least our wallets were relatively untouched. Yesh, I had to meet Berd da Anaconda on Vday. How shiok is that?????? Not forgetting that he was with a gal, made me an ahmad while he was all cosy and comfy with Ter-ba-ba-boom at the back of my beloved Mini. Nabei. The last straw was when the bugger of a cheapskate actually asked for my flower(wtf?!?!?) as a gift for the above mentioned unlucky gal.
Sigh~~~~~~

Straight after Vday, met up with him for the fabled Macperson Hae Mee, Goose was the other willing party, where at this point of time I feel like saying something: SNAKE! You Booboo NOOB!!! Call you like 6, 297 times for at least 20+ minutes, but realised that it was futile, cos YOU NEVER PICK UP THE FRIGGIN' PHONE. Best of all, we tried calling your house only to have your dad saying this:

*Conversation replicated to the best of my memory.
Me: Arlo, Uncle ah, is YZ at home?
Uncle Bai: Eh? Hold on ah...
*few minutes later Uncle Bai: I think he sleeping, can you try calling his handphone? Me: Erm... thanks uncle. (hangs up)

I was too paiseh at that point of time to tell him that we were trying to do so UNSUCCESSFULLY for the past 20+ min.
Sigh~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Anyway the hae mee ROCKS. Serious. Goose has already testified to that in the forum. I concur too. Should and would be making another trip there in the near future, seeing that I am ever so free, and Wed being Goose's free day, wahhaahahahahahaha!!

Thought that would be the last I see of Berd, at least till the next soccer session or something. But no~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The cock-a-nathan had to get himself holan-ed somewhere at Normanton Park there, couldn't ge the last bus, and was unable to hail a cab in the most bizarre place ever.
NOOB.
So what was the next best thing he did? Call lim bei to see if I was on the way to save his sorry arse. Lucky for him, unlucky for me. I was on the way home.
From town no less. Sigh...
And the NOOB had the audacity to question my road sense by SMS-in me and exclaiming that I drove past the pick up point cos he wasn't PRO enough to differentiate my car.
And where was I at the moment?
Taking my time to choose between flavours for chips while waiting for my car to be refuelled. At Holland V.
Muhaahahahahahaahaha!!!

Managed to get him in the end, send him back, and did something which is probably the highlight of this week, beating even my EXPERTLY TIMED CHAIN FROST WHICH HAD MY FRIEND KOW-TOWING TO ME(this bit is for Dota players. Bleah!!!).

*Drum roll.... WE PEE-ED in the multi storey carpark opposite Berd's house.
SONG BO?!?!?!!?!?!?!?!!?!

Topped it up with a smoke, and home it was.

Sigh... I really need to do something about this sia. The number of times I meet that cock is probably more than the times I meet up with some other guys in a sem(ie: Ws, Daren...)

Kopi with Berd and friends...

2006-02-14T01:46:00.000+08:00

Had a cuppa kopi with Berd da Anaconda just this evening.
A cuppa of iced tea to be exact.
Seeing that I was near Clementi, and that he was in Clementi, I thought to myself, why not?

And so I was, in a coffeeshop with Berd and his friends.

There were quite a number or them, but I'm a sucker for remember names.
Remembered Melvin clearly though.
Cos he built of the same mould as Berd da Anaconda, ie: SUPER Good Cockster.
Serious.
It was friggin' hilarious talking with him. He is one solid fellow sia.
And his actions.
Can fight with Berd.
From telling us about what happened in his camp instructor(or something) days to his RV sec school cock-a-nathan incidents(most memorable being this freak guy that can salivate half a beaker of saliva....), he did it with the same gusto as Berd re-enacting a particular farnni cock story.
No wonder they friends sia~~~

Anyway, nothing much this post,
just wanna say thanks Berd, for the teh, the ciggys, the company and the wonderful people I've met today.

PS: Wed's heh mee is on. Who wants to jump on the bandwagon(ie: lim bei's car) please holler out asap. As of now, the confirmed strength is me, Goose, Berd and Billy(Berd claims he will psycho him). Sw da regular seems swayed, Snake.. if he can wake up at least. And of cos, XW, who can just go there watch us eat?

Lunch With Nano-Bots and Nobody

2006-02-11T09:37:00.000+08:00

Nabei.
Sometimes I dunno whether to slap or whack Timmy da Smeagol.

Supposed to meet him for lunch yesterday afternoon, after hearing him wax lyrical about coming to eat the all elusive MacPherson Hae-Mee(ie: Prawn Mee...) I decided to wait out a roaring hungry stomach.

And what happened?

That kok-ster of an Smeagol, due his morning sleep all the way after 12:30pm... Must've seen assumed his mum didnt cook or something(this one ask that cock to tell you all about it... I can't be bothered liao) and ASSUMED/PRESUMED/THOUGHT that he was free to go out to lunch with me.

Like what they love to say in the chao Army:
"You think, I thought, who CONFIRM?"
"If you ASSUME, you'll make an ASS out of U and ME!"

And indeed he did. So what happened?

Lim bei happily waited for him, risked the chance of getting on my sup's bad books by rejecting his lunch offer, along with the other office ladies' lunch invitations and putting up with endless hungry pangs... Finally getting to 12:30pm...
Only to find him EATING at home.

KNNBCCB!!!

This one lim bei still can tahan.
Until the Smeagol have to say something:
"Make you wait and miss all the lunch with others, SONG BO?!?!?!?"

KNN.

TIMMY YOU F**KING NOOB!!!

Ended up eating Lonely Hae Mee... Luckily, it was raining... Rain + kickass ASS Hae-Mee + Kopi + No Umbrella + 1 pack of cigs + Lonely Heart's CLub = Eat Lunch and Kopi Alone with Cigs While Waiting For the Rain To Stop... Apart from being alone, it wasnt too bad lah...

PS: Timmy will be coming over again to have lunch with me... So hopefully GooSe or Snake or Seng can come?

PPS: I think I still rock as hard... V(^^,)V

Lunch with Berd and Billy

2006-02-08T01:41:00.000+08:00

Nabei.
Sometimes I dunno whether to slap or whack Berd da Anaconda.

Met him for lunch this afternoon, after hearing him wax lyrical about some Macperson Heh-Mee(ie: Prawn Mee, not his Heh-heh making noodles for us or something...) I decided to check out whether it was myth or truth.

And what happened?

That kok-ster of an Anaconda, during his morning trek towards Semens.. I mean Siemens building, must've seen them peeling prawns or something(this one ask that cock to tell you all about it... I can't be bothered liao) and ASSUMED/PRESUMED?THOUGHT that they were open for business.

Like what they love to say in the chao Army:
You think, I thought, who CONFIRM?

So what happened?

Lim bei happily drove there, risked the chance of getting orh kong(fined) and brave the heat and dust and hunger, finally reaching the end of the journey.
Only to find them preparing for TOMORROW's business.

KNNBCCB!!!

This one lim bei still can tahan.
Until the kok-ster have to say something:
"Make you waste petrol and drive all the way here, SONG BO?!?!?!?"

KNN.

BERD YOU F**KING NOOB!!!

Ended up eat bah chow mee.
Lucky for him, the alternative was good. One of the better bah chow mee I've eaten.
And he's right. They came in some big ass black plastic Ferro-fibrous(those who play MechWarrior might know what I talking about) bowls.
Then Berd activitated Billy aka Rubbish aka Tzehao.

OMFG?!?!?!
Semens personnel no need to work one meh? (did I just say semens, I meant Siemens, as usual)
And so in a few mikes time.
Billy was plopping his arse on a seat next to me liao.
I concluded.
Siemens personnel no need to work one. (plus later we had another of Berd's friend who joined us. Also a Siemens personnel)
In another, well, ar-chally alot of mikes time, we were all eating fried ice cream nearby.
The ice cream also ROCK sia.

That's when I've decided.
I shall have a personal goal this sem:
Meeting up with all the NTU IA-ers for lunch or something.
Those interested can holler out.

PS: Going to meet the Berd sometime again, soon... for the elusive Heh-Mee.

PPS: I still think Berd is a kok-ster.

Match Report 3

2006-02-06T15:36:00.000+08:00

Date: 5/2/2006

Location: NTU grass plain(main field, but the grass there super dry and tough sia, slide already can skin you alive)

Time: 930-ish am(I was late I know, but the opponents also mah...)

Score: RECCOS 0 - Shaowei's Friend's Team 1

Scorers: Orange shirt pussy/wuss/sissy who make noise at ANY, and I mean, any tackle. (2nd half of 1st half)

Match highlights:

-- Leaping salmons. Not us though. The bleddy opponents who can jump damn high, hang in the air for quite some time, and are generally taller than most of us. Explains why they keep winning the high balls.

-- Berd da Anaconda playing all of us for fools when the muthason came on.. I mean, walked on the pitch declaring that time was almost up, but giving us/and the opponents some time so as not be appear 'biased'. Or something lydat. I too far and too lazy to bother about what he was trying to communicate in his Klingon tongue. Anyway the bugger had everyone waiting in the hot, sorching, blistering sun for a good 5 minutes while the poor "Great Wall of China"(I will explain later) keeper went to pick up the ball, lined up for a 1x good goal kick, and proceeded to declare half time when the ball was floating in the mid air. Bastard. Burn him I say.

-- Da goal that did us in. A foul by our midfield engine Sw(who didn't exactly slide in the whole game cos he wuss) led to the ball being positioned by the edge of the box. Lim bei tried to concoct a semblance of a wall to block his view but apparently that was not enough. Next thing we know, the ball floated in to the back of the net. Nabei.

-- Yz aka Snake aka Xiao Bai's 'Ric Flair'-ism. He rocks. 1st example. The offside by the opponents during the first half. He just stood there. Raised his hand. Shouted 'offside' in a voice that demanded no reply. And then, proceeded to shame the opposition into giving us the ball. 2nd and BEST example. Corner kick. Ball floated in. Lim bei wanted to siam. Ball coming f**king fast. Ball connected with lim bei's head. Ball ricochet out for another corner. Striker for the other team stood his ground and protested for a corner, claiming that no one touch the ball for their side. XB claim that we also neber~~~ therefore the logic is: You neber touch the ball. We also 'neber' touch the ball. So its our ball lor. At that point of time. I decided to keep my trap shut. Plus Gab was telling me to keep quiet also. Once again. XB rrrrocks~~~~

-- Anil da Chin-dian's comment about the opposing goal keeper. In his words, he wanted to poke the ball, then saw this "Great Wall of China" looming in front of him. So what happen-ed? Cannot score lah~~~

I think that's all I can remember for now.
Nuffin special on our side.
Sigh.....

Where's our clean sheet??!??!?!

A Rolling Stone Gathers No Moss

2006-01-31T17:29:00.000+08:00

- printed in micro-fabric bold against an outrageous red background across Timmy Boy's chest.

Here's a thought-provoking and catchy catchline which caught my cunning eye on some kewl Chinese New Year gathering we had at the Snake's Lair; not new to you guys cos you peeps probably heard it from me countless of times to the point of irritation.

Remember my sole purpose in life is to irritate the shit out of you guys to see how much stick you guys can take and tolerate before you officially declare me a 大人。 I realised the more shit you're willing to put up with an idiot, the more you consider him as a brudder deep down inside. As such, the following shall now be assumed: Irritation being the official yardstick to measure brudderhoodship by and BerD, the official SI unit for irritation.

Here's an example for the slow and fat on the proper usage of the newly coined term:

BerD:
Timmy: "Woah, that BernarD da AnaConDa is one sonnawabeetch man... He was like damn irritating lah during the car ride back home... Cant stand him balls."
GooSe: "Huh! Really? And how irritating was he?"
Timmy: "The fuck I know? Perhaps 3 BerDs much?"
GooSe: "Really?! 3 BerDs much?! Coolness." (o.O)

Back to that kickass phrase: A Rolling Stone Gathers No Moss.

Saying it alone makes me feel 3 times as cool as before.

A rolling stone gathers no moss.

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.

.

9 times as cool now. Coolness...

Honestly, I'm still struggling to figure the exact meaning behind this kickass phrase. It seems that it's got a truckload of possible permutations of meanings to it... Well here's Timmy's interpretation of it is and at face-value: "When you're on a roll, there's no stopping ya!" Well I guess Timmy was just bent on going to the Snake's Lair to win money in CNY's context! Cheerios anyway... Time to sleep!

An annual affair...

2006-01-31T03:30:00.000+08:00

Damn... how noob can I get.
Forgot to bring the camera once again, to capture the shots of us invading the Snake's lair.

Once again, kudos to the Snake for letting us invade his lair.
More so for his generous parents who didn't mind our noise, our shameless-ness, and of course, our betting. (Snake's dad ROCKS lah, the way he was throwing the $$ around, not exactly throwing and expecting us to catch, but you guys get the idea.)

Ah.....................................................

We really need trips like this to make Chinese New Year complete sia.

And now, presenting the winners:

1. Mok Syndicate
-- KNNBCCB, thy powers combine doeth spell our doom. Serious!!! What kind of banker can lose the first round when everyone betted small small amount, then whack the living daylights out of us in the final round with a ban-ban(Goose, I can feel your pain...) Insidious sia...

2. Miss Bai Shiqi(aka the 2nd sis)
-- kaoz, lucky I smart this year to join force with her, if not I sure UP the lorry one. An example of how lucky she is: Opened the cards to see a big Jack and a red 5. Drew the other card, see also no need to see then flip it open liaoz. Imagine lim bei's surprise to see a 6 staring back at me. KNN!!! I don't even dare to do that lah... unless I win 1x big one. But I never~~~~~~~~~~~

3. Seng the lame cock... rooster I mean.
-- not a big amount, but still, enough for him to break the curse of losing at the Snake's lair every year. This year, we just can't skin the bleddy cock, I mean rooster.

4. The unknown cousin
-- my gawd... dunno us well still there to cheat our money. Everytime whack 10+ bucks. Lim bei banker he still dare to Blackjack somemore. Ah~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

And the losers, in not order whatsoever...

1. Berd da Anaconda.
-- lost so much even I was sweating for him. More details please harangue the man to tell us more.

2. Beng da suai one.
-- won in the beginning. But his round as banker wiped out everything. Had to fork out money somemore. Suai sia~~~

3. Goose.
-- won some in the end, no thanks to Uncle's insidiuous plans to make us Up the bet. Lucky lim bei neber greedy. If not Goose's goh leng sure kill me one.

4. Timmy/Smeagols.
-- nabei this year came with a bad feeling I was going to lose it and sure enough, banker first round kena Blackjack-ed. 2nd round won back a bit. Misc bettings all buang-ed. Until I double-teamed with winner no.2 (Snake's younger sis) to cut the losses. Looks good for my romance forecast for the rest of the year no?

5. Phil da bear bear.
-- dunno in the end he got win back or not, but hey, at least you scam-ed $50 for the Snake for his stint as banker.

6. Ed da Halal Pig
-- played so big at the beginning till he had to touch his reserves to cover the taxi fare for tonight. Lucky he left early if not maybe he'll lose more? I have no idea man...

7. Gab.
-- the fat bugger is suai. End of story. I see his cards I also want to cry sia...

For those who are not in the list, either you broke even or I don't friggin' know if you guys won or lost, so please update accordingly.

A comment from Berd which I find quite thought provoking.
"We irritate the shit out of each other, but how come we're still sticking together?"

Honestly, I have absolutely no idea but I intend to find out. Eventually.

PS: Think next year we get a freaking hamper for the family, this way, we will counter everyone.... The abalone really worked lah, since this year Snake didn't look like he was winning.......

PPS: Berd da Cock suggest we get Harlo Pussy, I mean Hello Kitty stuff for Snake's sisters. I forgot the logic behind it but I think it must have been a sucky one cos I refuse to register it in my mind...

A greeting...

2006-01-30T04:46:00.000+08:00

Damn.
Just got a New Year Greeting from Daren.

Surprised?
You bet I am.

I mean, I(and of cos most of RECCOS, if not all) have not spoken to him(much) over this past year and he still bothered to sms me a new year greeting.
If I was a hot babe and all, probably I'll understand.
But I'm TIMMY, aka Smeagols aka god-knows-what...
Back to the topic.

Surprised that he still took the effort to sms me.
I was really quite shocked.
But touched.
Yes I was, cos I'll be lying if I said I wasn't.
I don't even bother sending to people I know. (But I did lah, not to you guys at least, muahahahahaha!!!)
Haiz...........
I guess its just his manner of saying, at the end of the day, we're still friends right.

In the meantime,
let's all make preparations for the visit to the Snake's lair.

PS: The friggin' hamper how ah?

这么大粒！

2006-01-28T14:33:00.000+08:00

For the ignorant, Ann Kok ripped off her top to bare her barely bared bosoms during the 9pm show on Thursday! So count your lucky stars for BerD is here!

P.S: I accept gifts of thanks in the form of gor-ling and bao during BanLuck...

I kena-ed arrow...

2006-01-27T19:07:00.000+08:00

CB, Berd the Anaconda just arrowed me this afternoon.
Claims that I have'nt blogged here for quite some time.

Kaoz.... where's the rest of the guys?
Where's the blogs from the rest of you?

I'm sure that you guys don't wanna keep reading about the escapades of me and Berd and the occasional 'deep' post by Jeff the Malaysian Beng.
*Jeff, where's the story that you promised??!?!?!?

Anyway have nothing new to blog nowadays.
Seriously.
Life has been boring.
No clubbings, no hanging out with horny army friends.
But wait.
Chinese New Year coming soon.
Maybe we'll have an adventure on the yearly trip to the Snake's lair to once again leech on the hospitality of his parents.

Seriously, I think that we should do something for Snake's parents.
I've heard this year, his mum got catering.
OMFG?!?!?!!?
We really should get them a hamper or something, poor as we are.
Agree?
*Those in favor, shout out yah?

In the meantime, back to my meeting.
Dota competition yah?

恭喜发财，马到功成！

2006-01-23T19:23:00.000+08:00

Okay guys... I shall let you guys in on a little secret... I'm sure you all have heard of my raving success at Gentings juz over the lunar New Year and I'd bet you all are probably shitting in your pants right now... Worrying how much you'd lose to me over CNY...

Well being the benevolent BerD I am, I shall give you peeps a pointer or 2; but that doesn't mean you guys dont have to pray at all...

Introducing, the brand new series of CNY undies... Available in stores islandwide today!

This set of undies comes complete in 3 different designs:

Namely, 财, 龙, and 福.

财: This legendary character is usually associated with prosperity and its riches that may follow the hero who dons this Sacred Relic. Add a quarterstaff costing $1150 or a Demon's Edge and a Claymore costing $1610 and $1400 respectively and you could end up with a Radiance or even THE Divine Rapier...

龙: 龙, or the Dragon, symbolises the grandeur of the ancient Chinese dragon. Believed to be able to ward off evil spirits and cause rain and thunder whenever it surfaces... It too can add 台 to your MahJong hand in the form of 红中, 百版 and a 青发. Here, the 龙 symbolises the "bulge" underneath when one is wearing it...

"They looked like snakes and had no wings." - The first of dragons were 1st spotted in swamps deep in the South-American continent. They also say, the young of a dragon is also known as an Anaconda. RAWR!

福: Here, it represents happiness and general well-being of family members, heh hehs, ter-ner-ners and other loved ones... But honestly, it's not going to help much against You-Know-Wat.

And that's not all! It even comes with a complimentary packet of red packets! So wat are you waiting for?!

Get yours today!

But, not that I think it'd stand a chance against the original, formidable 恭喜发财，马到功成 though... But regardless, here's wishing one and all in advance a prosperous 恭喜发财 Chinese New Year ahead! =)

Match Report 2

2006-01-22T10:54:00.000+08:00

Date: 21/01/06

Location: NTU (not-too-bad) swamp... Slightly mud-filled pitch this time round...

Time: 9am(We started pretty much on time! YEAH!)

Score: RECCOS 3 - 4 ACJC Sportsmen

Scorers:
RECCOS - Shaowei (header), Teck Beng (right foot with black toe), Philip (right hand)
Opponents - 4 fellas who simply got lucky well no thanks to me...

I feel absolutely gutted. Today we played a pretty decent game of soccer, which Philip almost threatened to ruin... Although the referee was like Jason-playing-Lesharc-in-DOTA kind of crap, minus the fact that I single-handedly conceded 4 goals for RECCOS, it was a lovely Saturday morning of soccer...

(1) Xuanwei and Shaowei combined well to put RECCOS ahead from a corner... A tantalising ball floated into the enemy's 6 yard box found a determined Mokie's head! GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL! Well it's not like we trained this set-piece every week but I thought it was almost EPL standard! Special mention on the stupid referee - He asked Xw to take the corner from way behind the corner spot such that according to Xw, he saw 2 players between the posts from where he was standing! Bizarre indeed.

(2) I forgot how our 2nd goal came about but perhaps it was some neat work by Luke down the right which left Teck Beng 1 on 1 with the keeper... Right foot step-over, black toe INTO THE CORNER! GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL!

(3) Our 3rd goal was the result of Shaofeng's blind optimism to pump in a hopelessly hopeless ball which somehow to rather found Philip at the far post with a handy right hand... Muahahha! Kudos to Shaofeng for his hard work man...

But still, all of that wasn't enough as we conceded 4 goals... All of which we can learn from, except perhaps the last.

(i) Goal number 1 came from our left. I cant remember if it was their counter or something but their right winger hit a ball in pretty early and the defense was caught out of position... That number 25 was sneaking behind me I was certain about it but I failed to cut out the ball... Gawd. BerD you noob!

(ii) Goal number 2 was more or less illegitimate... The ball was hit over me and I was pretty sure the guy's offside cos when I turned my back... I saw Timmy and Yz chasing him frantically! I think it would have looked more convincing if we didnt give chase but then again... Anyone would have given chase instinctively... Basically I think we need to work a lot still on our offside trap man... Or maybe dont work on it at all and not play the offside entirely...

(iii) Goal number 3 from that throw-in was numb as well... Timmy "passed" that number 25 to me to mark another... And as I turned to watch the ball, he snuck past me to the near post for a simple tap in... OMG BerD you fucken noob! I think I also got 1 big window of concentration lapse during matches de... I better be watching out more often man...

(iv) Goal number 4 was the worst of all. I am AnaConDa-sure the ball was slightly blown away by the wind... It swung out slightly to the right so suddenly... Initially I had wanted to head the ball and since now I wasnt exactly going to be below the ball, I tried to clear it 1st time but alas - it bounced right under me. GG no RE. OMFG BerD YOU n00b!

Other incidents worth mentioning:
- Philip kicking an opponent over like kicking a can away whilst walking down Orchard road, hence a yellow card.
- GooSe also got a yellow card for XXX (Pls edit and insert accordingly.)
- Luke playing rather well for us and with us.
- BerD with a song-song Ryan Giggs tackle in the penalty box juz before end of 1st half to deny them yet another chance.
- Timmy doing a windmill move taken out of a breakdancing textbook and hooking the ball away.
- BerD finally playing the offside trap correctly for once somewhere in the 2nd half! YEAH~!

What a wonderful world~~~

2006-01-19T01:34:00.000+08:00

The world can be pretty damn wonderful sometimes.
Really, no kidding.
Take today for example, seeing that there was no lessons for me and much less incentive for me to stay home, I decided to meet up with some of them ole' army pals. (actually I planned to meet them since last week liao lah...)
So where do 4 guys go for lunch in the middle of the afternoon with nothing planned in the afternoon?

To town of cos!!!

And boy did we made the correct choice!!!

I dunno issit connected or not, but maybe on Goose's birthday(btw, Happy Birthday Goose!!!) all the birds/babes/chais/cha bors come out to play sia.
And I really mean good stuff cannot bluff.

First sighting was at the top level of Far East Shopping Centre, some chicken rice stall. First we saw a cha bor showing 3/4 of her bra and more than a peek at her humps inside the garment. Chicken rice never tasted so good before. And at the same stall, when we were paying, a bunch of ang moh chais came in. Only the middle looked like flower. The 2 bodychecking her looked more like cauliflowers.

Next we moved on the the ground floor of the shopping centre to have a puff after the sights and the meal, but not before we passed by a n**ple baring member of the opposite sex sitting just outside the chicken rice stall. Damn-ed if my hum sup friend Horny didn't want to order another plate of chicken rice. Now back to the ground floor.

Sightings there was quite sparse, most them smokers being guys and all, but all was not lost when we finished our puff and decided to go for a stroll at the basement to
1. find something else to eat, chicken rice not filling.
2. check out this supposedly chio ah lian but turned out to be an *choke* ah lian. Another case of 'Beethovan'.
3. to enjoy the aircon since it was like friggin' hot outside.
The basement tour was a total flop.
There was no food to eat, the members of the opposite sex were either aunties or school gals who will make one kena the famous 376(though Berd might go for these kinds).
That was when I began to lose hope in the state of the world.

Until we saw her.

Wah kaoz!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

This one here I tell you, swear to god or whoever is up there.
Is.
Solid!!!
Good stuff really cannot bluff.
Serious.

I can still remember what she wore.
A burgundy top(I know the colour!!! Cos my friend was signalling to her and told us to watch his tracer, like Berd/Goose/Edwin on a hunt for chai lydat)
A black skirt,
with a F**KING SLIT BEHIND!!!!!

I kid you not.
There was a freaking slit behind the skirt, when I used to thought that all the slits in a skirt was at the side?
How wrong I was.
The freaking slit was so freaking high, I could see her F**KING ARSE!!!!!!

*nosebleed*

This account is really true, dun believe, Snake if you reading this can confirm with Kevin Wee and can tell the non-believers about the authenticity of this shit.

We followed her all the way from Far East to Lucky Plaza.
Bonus: Her friend was wearing a white skirt. And according to what limited prowess I possess, I am around 75% sure she wearing G-String.

Last stop was at the Burger King opposite Lido, although we wanted to sit in Starfucks, I mean bucks initially. But since it rained and BK provided better shelter, off we went.
And what did we see there?
Gals in white uniform running in to take cover from the rain. Apparently they're from ISS, which I have no idea what f**k school that is, but its filled with ah mohs, and orh per, and pha zeng(ie: mixed).
Rain and white uniform. Solid. Plus some of them smoked. But too noisy for our taste. So we didn't really pay much attention to them.
Until we were about to leave, then we saw this one. This also sibei solid one sitting opposite us in Starbucks.
In my friend's words, she possessed a "nice cleavage".
In my words, you can "TF"(T*t F**k) her.

*Nose bleed*

And I think to myself..... what a wonderful world....

On the 3rd Day of IA, my Sup~ Gave to ME...

2006-01-18T18:05:00.000+08:00

16th Jan - Start of IA

Well as most of you peeps already know, I was posted to Siemens @ MacPherson for my Industrial Attachment. But what most of you goons dont know is, RubbisH aka Tze Hao was posted there as well. However, during the ice-breaker session, I've decided that since RubbisH wasn't exactly a presentable name to introduce yourself with to others, enter: Billy Ong Tze Hao. So here's a RECCOS update: RubbisH is Tze Hao, and Tze Hao is Billy. But if you ask me, I still like RubbisH better.

Okay Siemens seems like a pretty decent company... However my job scope requires me to work on Saturdays as well. As such, Saturday morning soccer sessions are a DEFINITE NO-NO. I say again, SATURDAY MORNING SOCCER SESSIONS ARE A NO-GO. Roger wilco? On the bright side, I'd be compensated a little more for my travelling down on Satudays.

There aint much of pretty and milfy Office Ladies in my office that's worth mentioning, except for that one attached Ah-Lian to whom we file our claims to. According to my upper-study, she's not to be provoked; you can only say she chio, cannot do or say anything else. But since she's juz some beetch you see everyday under some manager's desk, I've got every intention to ki with her. Cos provoking others, I've come to realise, is my BanKai (forte).

My Supervisor, as it appears, loves me. Apparently for some reason, he knows how much ASS I can really kick the moment he saw me and even confessed he's so glad to have gotten me amongst the other nerds who were attached there (Billy, fortunately or not, not included. He's on the 12th storey, I'm on the 6th.) We chatted briefly and I realised 1 of the main reasons why he love me down to my toes is bcos he juz cant come to terms with the very fact that I'm not a Malay.

And that's juz the 1st day. The highlight of the 2nd day has got to be that kickass Prawn Mee. I tell you... Prawn Mee Pwns Me. GG no RE. Those who wanna try it can jio me... It's of cos somewhere near Potong Pasir MRT station. $3.50 for big kickass prawns, and the soup is really some FWAH LUAN NUEH?!

But of cos, my IA is not all good and nothing bad; if there's 1 fucking thing I DO hate about my workplace... It's... It's... An Ah-Tiong. He's smart no doubts abt that... But the 1 thing that really puts me off is his funky smell. When I say funky smell, I dont mind Edwin's manly odour - I meant some 40 year old cock cheese smell that's totally funky now that's what I meant. I hate that funky smell.

But you know wat? That's not the best part. Listen right up - That's not the worst fucking part. You know wat's a bigger headache than an Ah-Tiong? Anyone? 1 word. 1 syllable. 3 letters. Yup, you got it.

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A GAY Ah Tiong. The problem lies with his short-sightedness. And I perfectly understand that wearing a pair of nerdy pairs would make him look funkier than he already smell... But he doesnt understand the fact that hanging out with a kickass fella like me doesnt automatically qualify him as a cool dude - You've got to have an AnaconDa to even be considered as one! And bcos he cant really see properly, he sticks his nose like 5cm away from my mouth when he's talking to me... And that's totally funky man. Gay too. Geez.

Last but not least, the reason why I'm blogging today and why I haven't been to work for the whole day is bcos after getting off work at 6pm and shopping for clothes till about 10pm... I actually went (home first then rode) down to Buona Vista MRT station at 12 midnight to check out the things they do on the site. Yup! Siemens has got a hand in almost everything I have also juz come to realise. My Sup mentioned since he hasnt got anything for me in office, he thought that perhaps the best reason and excuse to give a day off is to ask me down to the site and watch some black Blangah work. We ended at about 4am and for that half a night of chatting, I got a day off! And nope, it's not transferable so I still have to ask about Saturday.

With this day off, I achieved plenty having done loads of admin. I dont think you guys are bothered with what I did but here's my spending record for the past 3 days to wow you guys a little:

Monday:
$29.00 - G2000 working class shirt.

Tuesday:
$29.00 - G2000 working class shirt.

Wednesday:
$12.57 - A full tank of Shell 95.
$102.00 - 6 months of parking at the multi-storey carpark below my block.
$56.00 - A month of train concession ($45 for concession, $11 for admin)
$45.25 - Road tax for my motor for 6 months.

Song bo? Oh and did I mention abt the cute Sec 2 girl queuing up behind me for her concession too? (>.<) Ah she's a cute one... Hehehehehez!

Match Report

2006-01-16T15:44:00.000+08:00

Date: 15/01/06

Location: NTU swamp... mud-filled pitch to be exact

Time: 9am(though we did start later)

Score: RECCOS 4 - Timmy's idiot bro's team 2

Scorers: RECCOS - Goose(1 min)
Xuanwei(last 20min-pen)
Xuanwei(last 20min)
Seng(last 15 min)
Opponents - No. XX* (somewhere in the 30+ min)
No. 20(first 10 min of 2nd half)

*eh guys, who remembered the no. of the scorer for their first goal please enlighten me, thanks.

Match Highlights

-- Goose opening the floodgates in less than a minute. According to my bro(he was complaining to me during dinner), Goose scored the fastest ever goal recorded by RECCOS(I think so lah, cos it was really pretty damn quick, agree?) at the grand time of...... 20+ seconds.
Cool eh?

-- Our famous "first half of the first half", when once again, we were guilty of the phenomenon of losing concentration after playing a good first half of the first half. Meaning: we can play like men possessed(twice!!), stroke the ball around, befuddling the opponents, dribble the shit out of them, shoot like Gerrard... you get the picture. Then we lose concentration. And then we play like shit. Headless chickens in fact. Haiz...

-- Our porous defence. Leaking goals like mad again. No thanks to the noob-ish efforts of Jase the Oyster. Dun bluff... what you dive too late for the first goal. You didn't wanna dive right? Think we dunno. 2nd goal. Berd da Anaconda. You suck. Big time. Let the bugger run past you and expect me to go defend?!?!!?!?!? How I know you not going to tackle him. Aiyo~~~ Can't blame Jase for not punching the ball out, he never learn Shou-u-gen(front, down, front-left, front + punch). We really need to work on our defence sia, long time no keep clean sheet liaoz.

-- '2nd half of the 2nd half'. I don't know how and why, but apparently, we always get our 2nd wind, especially when we are not leading. We do play well sporadically. We just need to work on these periods to be longer.

-- Xw the Veggie Monster and his immortal quote. A classic one that can compete with our Hair King's Seng-ism. Here it is: "Wo ren ni hen jiu leh hor!!!" (loosely translated, it means I endured you for very long liao hor!!!) What happened?
Some xia-lan guy with a case/wrist support shit was irritating him the whole of the match, people taking ball for corner, then start shoving Xw liao. The fuck? But the moment that triggered the outburst was the mindless, needless scything tackle that he made on Xw when the veggie monster was lining up for 1x good shot.
Damn. That rocks. Thought we were going to have another fistfight with my bro's idiot team again. But when I looked to the left of me, I realised that this might be our lucky break. Cos Snake is still in OUR HALF!!! He still haben run up to to whack the shit out of them yet!!! MY GAWD!!! I guessed the mantra worked, Snake, repeat it after us again: I will not FIGHT today...

-- Xw despite being peeved, still managed to score a brace of goals. One was a penalty lah. But the 2nd goal he scored. Magificant. Let him tell you more about it.

-- Seng our inspirational and Hairy Captain being on form. Scored a goal and run the opponents ragged. Nuff said.

-- Timmy as right back never cocked up. Much. 3 cheers for me. :)

And that's the report folks.... feel free to add in any stuff that I missed out.

One Train May Hide Another — by Kenneth Koch

2006-01-14T11:14:00.000+08:00

One Train May Hide Another — by Kenneth Koch
(sign at a railroad crossing in Kenya)

In a poem, one line may hide another line,
As at a crossing, one train may hide another train.
That is, if you are waiting to cross
The tracks, wait to do it for one moment at
Least after the first train is gone. And so when you read
Wait until you have read the next line--
Then it is safe to go on reading.
In a family one sister may conceal another,
So, when you are courting, it's best to have them all in view
Otherwise in coming to find one you may love another.
One father or one brother may hide the man,
If you are a woman, whom you have been waiting to love.
So always standing in front of something the other
As words stand in front of objects, feelings, and ideas.
One wish may hide another. And one person's reputation may hide
The reputation of another. One dog may conceal another
On a lawn, so if you escape the first one you're not necessarily safe;
One lilac may hide another and then a lot of lilacs and on the Appia
Antica one tomb
May hide a number of other tombs. In love, one reproach may hide another,
One small complaint may hide a great one.
One injustice may hide another--one colonial may hide another,
One blaring red uniform another, and another, a whole column. One bath
may hide another bath
As when, after bathing, one walks out into the rain.
One idea may hide another: Life is simple
Hide Life is incredibly complex, as in the prose of Gertrude Stein
One sentence hides another and is another as well. And in the laboratory
One invention may hide another invention,
One evening may hide another, one shadow, a nest of shadows.
One dark red, or one blue, or one purple--this is a painting
By someone after Matisse. One waits at the tracks until they pass,
These hidden doubles or, sometimes, likenesses. One identical twin
May hide the other. And there may be even more in there! The obstetrician
Gazes at the Valley of the Var. We used to live there, my wife and I, but
One life hid another life. And now she is gone and I am here.
A vivacious mother hides a gawky daughter. The daughter hides
Her own vivacious daughter in turn. They are in
A railway station and the daughter is holding a bag
Bigger than her mother's bag and successfully hides it.
In offering to pick up the daughter's bag one finds oneself confronted by
the mother's
And has to carry that one, too. So one hitchhiker
May deliberately hide another and one cup of coffee
Another, too, until one is over-excited. One love may hide another love
or the same love
As when "I love you" suddenly rings false and one discovers
The better love lingering behind, as when "I'm full of doubts"
Hides "I'm certain about something and it is that"
And one dream may hide another as is well known, always, too. In the
Garden of Eden
Adam and Eve may hide the real Adam and Eve.
Jerusalem may hide another Jerusalem.
When you come to something, stop to let it pass
So you can see what else is there. At home, no matter where,
Internal tracks pose dangers, too: one memory
Certainly hides another, that being what memory is all about,
The eternal reverse succession of contemplated entities. Reading
A Sentimental Journey look around
When you have finished, for Tristram Shandy, to see
If it is standing there, it should be, stronger
And more profound and theretofore hidden as Santa Maria Maggiore
May be hidden by similar churches inside Rome. One sidewalk
May hide another, as when you're asleep there, and
One song hide another song; a pounding upstairs
Hide the beating of drums. One friend may hide another, you sit at the
foot of a tree
With one and when you get up to leave there is another
Whom you'd have preferred to talk to all along. One teacher,
One doctor, one ecstasy, one illness, one woman, one man
May hide another. Pause to let the first one pass.
You think, Now it is safe to cross and you are hit by the next one. It
can be important
To have waited at least a moment to see what was already there.

You can hear the poet, who died in 2002, read this magnificent poem here.

Extra: Kenneth Koch and Allen Ginsberg in a rhyming contest about Popeye and William Blake...
http://jacketmagazine.com/15/koch-popeye.html

Now we have our own blog...

2006-01-13T00:34:00.000+08:00

And will we have our own bloggers?
In any case, since this was the brain-child of me and Berd da Anaconda, I'm pretty sure we will screw each other up if we were to not contribute to this creation.
Although I must say that it was more of a Berd's suggestion and Timmy's random noises of approval, so if anything you want to complain about, you guys know who to look for, problems also can find him, cos if you guys can't solve it, I don't think I can either.

Well, short blog since now I have no inspiration and no energy. (Bnet for few hours liao, and yesh Berd, you can call me weak but lim bei not so hardcore as you and BK leh....)

Let's all try to make this shit as hot and happening as possible, so apart from the usual suspects like me and Berd(of cos), we're looking at players such as Jeff, Snake, Ed and Xw to lend us some support. Players like Goose and Sw who leaves tons of comments in the RECCOS forum, guys, expand on them and presto~~~~ you have a blog. Not forgetting players like Beng and Jase who are also constant performers in the forum, you guys have a part to play too.
And how can we forget our dear captain Seng. You better lead by example I tell you!!!
Oh, and we welcome members of the opposite sex to blog in here too. So if there's any missus who want to or feel an overwhelming urge to blog about the wit and charm of lim bei vs. the dull dry cock and bull by the Berd-man. Please do so I say. :)

And last but not least.
Damn, Berd is correct for once.
We've known one another for half our lives.

PS: Berd who else you invited to join in the technological revolution of blogging? Heh heh? Ter Neh Neh? Liam Piak? De-ba-ba-boom?

PPS: The blogskin for this site is cool~~~~

PPPS: I didn't notice it in the morning as I just woke up but was enlightened by Lady Boss aka Pei Pei in the afternoon. Berd.... why the web address so funny one ah? Still got 4ever inside... like sec school language sia!! Wahahahahahahaahahahahahaaha~~~~~~~~~~~~~

LaLa

2006-01-12T09:40:00.000+08:00

1) Gmail account created: reccos4ever@gmail.com
As for the password, lets see if anyone can get it right. Find me on msn if you can't be bothered/gave up trying.

Why a reccos gmail account, I hear u asking? Read below.

2) For uploading of pictures, use imageshack. Already created an account for you peeps. The site doesn't have a username to login with. You need to click the link sent in the registration email, which is in the gmail account above.

Imageshack is good. You can view all the stuff that you've uploaded before, and they give you the codes to post.

Can't think of any other thing now. Body clock is screwed. Sleep at 11am, wake at 8pm. Go ahead and spam.

Welcome To RECCOS @ BLOGSPOT!

2006-01-12T05:29:00.000+08:00

Dear RECCOS,

After much deliberation (between Timmy and I in a mini-Cooper on our way home one rainy night), it was agreed that setting up a common blog for RECCOS would further bring us closer together and allow us to live our lives as one! As mentioned before, many of us have our individual blogs which we rarely update, apart from a few gan eng ones... Hence having a common blog would serve many purposes. Allow me to present our case:

A livelier blog with numerous entries by multiple bloggers!
Having an individual blog is hard to maintain, unless you're one who frequently blogs. And even if you blog frequently, it's often hard to find something worth blogging about that interests people... Even more so in the near foreseeable future, we'll even less time on our hands to blog with more time spent on other commitments like work. Hence a greater need for a common blog! Here, you're not compelled to blog everyday, but just visit us every other day. It's here at the RECCOS blog where you can learn about the lives of each other and how they are getting along... Or just about anything else under the sun... I'm sure there are many of us like me who loves to share our ass-kicking lives with everyone else... And what better way and where other better place than here at the RECCOS blog?!

Digital Days of our Lives...
A blog not only serves as an avenue to pour out your grievances, but as a digital diary to log our days as we live our lives by. The RECCOS forum is testament to how quickly our blog can build up if each of us contributes... The RECCOS forum, started juz last year on 26th May 2005, now has more than 1000 posts, something to be proud of! (Not forgetting that I am post-er number 666. WHERE IS MY JEDI MUDSTER?!) I remember how the end of EPL 04/05 and hence the "death" of the fantasy league forum gave birth to a need for an alternate, more permanent forum which all of us have grown attached to... With a blog, we can now engrave our lives down in stone (you get the freakin' idea...) before it becomes just a memory... So, be part of the RECCOS blog!

Truly, a Decade of RECCOS and beyond...
We've come a long way since sec 1 and we're not about to stop anytime soon... In fact, I dream of the day when these blog and forum would be handed over to the next generation of RECCOS where the cycle will once again, come full circle. It's not everyday you see 15 guys plus minus, bonded by the same passion they share for soccer, remain together even after 10 years. It's sad we've already lost some... And it's not easy to add members to our ranks bcos they cant come from 10 years before can they? You dont hear me saying this but deep down inside of me... I'm proud of you guys. Really. When others hear me say "I'm going out with my secondary school friends..." they think I'm lame. WHO THE HELL GOES OUT WITH SECONDARY SCHOOL FRIENDS STILL? Me man, ME! And still will.

Half my life... I've Known You Guys...
To put it more accurately, we're beyond a decade. Strictly speaking, we were 1st acquainted on 2nd Jan 1995, in class 105. We were 12 then. We're turning 24 this year, and hence it's this year, we can all proudly declare - "Half my life, I've known you guys..." Repeat this sentence again, silently, passionately. Doesn't it just bring a tear to your eyes? A tear of sheer pride, joy and happiness? Our foresight has failed us in the sense, we didnt see ourselves coming this far and not starting a blog earlier... As such, we lost out on the site "http://reccos.blogspot.com" to a squarter who started juz days earlier, on 27th Dec 2005. Even "http://r.e.c.c.o.s.blogspot.com" is taken. Nevertheless, let this present site earmark the greatness of RECCOS for days to come! Cos for half my life, I've known you guys!

RECCOS Blog VS RECCOS Forum:
Before we start blogging, let me lay down some ground rules for the blog. First and foremost and also most importantly, no one, and I mean absolutely no one, should post any 1 liners here on our blog. All the 1-liner posts and flaming comments like "BerD you cock!" or "BerD you cockster!" should strictly be posted on the RECCOS forum only. Sites you're recommending, for detailed reading, if any, should be accompanied by a review, summary or your personal opinion/view... If it's juz any other funny link to view and forget - RECCOS forum. The above rules are not to dissuade all from blogging, but to prevent the blog from degenerating into a mirror site for our RECCOS forum. We dont ask for a lengthy post to describe in detail how your day went from the moment you step right out of your door to the second you're back in again. I shall stop at this cos I seriously think it doesnt take a rocket scientist to figure out what I'm trying to say...

Anyone and Everyone owns the RECCOS Blog! OWNAAAAAAAAGE!
I hereby implore anyone and everyone to blog here at the RECCOS blog. You DONT have to have perfect English; neither do you need flowery pi pi piak piak England to post here on the blog. Everyone has their own style; invent yours. Xuanwei's is perfect, Yaozhong's is precise and accurate, Timmy Boy's philosophical... And I'm pure crap. But here, no one gives a flying fuck about your genre of writing - here, we're more concerned about hearing what you have to say (if anything at all)! So blog away!

Last but not least, this blog site will soon undergo changes to its layout and template. But meanwhile, just blog. It can look radically different from what it is right now, but meanwhile, just blog. You may think your blog entry isnt as interesting, crappy and reader-friendly as mine, but just blog anyway. Each of you will be a member of this blog so you can blog in your own nick/name... So pls dont be a cock and sign off after each entry... Soon enough myself or Jeff (Incoming: Arrow!) will be posting a guide on how to beef up your entries using HTML codes for links to pictures or sites... Until then, BLOG AWAY!