Pictures from Formula Drift 2011

I’m not an expert on cars, but the whole car racing sport thing sounds terribly exciting with sleek, gorgeous machines, sexy looking (note: i said sexy, not beautiful) car booth babes and fumes-filled air.

Earlier this year, I was fortunate enough to be at the Formula Drift 2011 – pictures from the event for today’s Wordless Wednesday.

Drifting in action

Drifting in action

Top 3 @ Formula Drift

Top 3 @ Formula Drift 2011

At Formula Drift

Racing track by Singapore Flyer


Skyline from Formula Drift 2011


This used to be my playground

This used to be my playground…..


Now, it’s being demolished, taking away the possibility of creating anymore future memories here.

A few nights back, I was on the way home from work where I stopped and stared in horror at the sight before my eyes. Amber construction-site tape and hazard barriers surrounded the playground below my block…and half of the playground structure has already been demolished by the evil-looking excavator.

Shocked. Horrified. Sad.

That playground held many memories for me.

Not so much for my childhood as compared to my teenage years.

I’ve sat there at night with friends, catching up, talking through problems or just chatting about anything under the stars.

I’ve sat there with dates to steal that last conversation before saying goodbye for the night.

I’ve sat there by myself, thinking through issues or just to get away from things to have a little time alone.

I’ve sat there trying to catch my breath and not cramp up in agony after evening runs.

The playground has seen me through happy times, heart-throbbing times, the sad or even emo/depressing times when I were alot younger and thought that the world was coming to an end because of some adolescent problem that I had.

And now, with nary a warning, the place has been torn down. Just like that.

It’s really quite upsetting.

Right now, there’s a song that keeps running through my head. It has always been a old favourite of mine, especially with the sentimental, haunting way that she sang it. And the things that the lyrics taught me.

But now, it more than strikes a cord with how I feel…

The Before-30 List


For some reason, we seem awfully fond of making lists. Resolution lists, shopping lists, grocery lists, t0-do lists, and even bucket lists. Just a month ago, I celebrated my 28th birthday, i.e. I’m now officially less than two years away from the big 3-0!

A little intimidating I have to say.

30 just seems so grown-up, you know? Yes, I know that I’ve long entered adulthood legally, but hitting this milestone age is kinda different. Since it’s way too early to start feeling all depressed about this (it is, after all, more than a year away, and that’s a goddamn long time to be mopey), I’ve decided to make a Before-30 list.

Similar to the concept of the bucket list (just slightly less morbid), this Before-30 list will contain things that I want to do/achieve/try before I hit that publicly-dreaded age (although sometimes I really wonder what’s the fuss about. Maybe it just hasn’t hit me…yet).

The Before-30 list

  1. Run a 10km run (
  2. Travel to Europe, and take in the sights, smells and feel of cities like London, Paris and Rome
  3. Sign up for a dance class
  4. Learn how to Rollerblade AGAIN (Actually, I’m still in two minds about this particular one.)
  5. (to be continued)

That’s all for now, but I’ll probably make revisions to this list whenever mood strikes me.

For those of you who are approaching the big 3-0 too, do you have a similar list as well? If so, I’ll really like to hear from you.

P/S: While searching for some suitable imagery to go along with this post, I’ve discovered that there’s a sort of 30-before-30 movement online. Essentially, people are making a list of thirty things that they’ll like to do before reaching thirty. Maybe I should look at expanding my list to do that too.

Alrighty, maybe that will be done as we go along. 🙂

Sing me a song, a birthday song.

In another 5 minutes, it’s going to be 26 February, otherwise known as my birthday.

Mixed bag of emotions; happy because it’s my day, a little sad, because time seems to be flying past, and I’m one step further away from being mid-twenties (which I really consider to be one of life’s prime times), and a little nostalgic because my memories seemed to fade deeper into history.

I’m not sure if I’m done being my current age. I think I’ve still got so much to see, to do and to experience! I don’t know if I want to move on to the next stage, when I’m not finished at this spot yet, ya know?

Can I be like Joey and try to strike a deal with the big guy up there, to let me remain at this age until I feel like I’m good to move forward? Please?

Oh well.

Despite my ramblings above, I do and am very thankful for family, loved one, and friends for  remembering, for your warm wishes, gifts and efforts, and most importantly, for sticking around. I hope we’ll be stuck for a long time to come.

Happy birthday to me.

2011 birthday 1

With love, kisses and hugs, me (too).

Spontaneous writing.

Spontaneous writing

Have been putting off writing this post for the longest time, because I was too busy trying to think about how I should format my 2011 resolutions as opposed to actually penning them down.

The same could be said for many of my other posts (that I’ve constructed in my head, but never materialized) because of the ‘logistical’ challenges such picture editing etc. Too often I’ve created a picture of how it should be like in my head, so much so that if I’m not able to replicate that here, I rather not do it at all. That is one of the many reasons for the prevalent silence in this space.

Looking back in 2010, I’ve created a measly eight posts here.


And that’s really depressing because it makes me feel like my life in 2010 has just slipped by into…emptiness. Although I know that’s not the case, because if I really took the time to reflect, I’ll recollect events which have brought much joy, laughter, fun and love. I’m just annoyed that I didn’t write them down somewhere – What if these memories start to fade away? What if I forgot the feelings associated with those times?

So this year, I shall strive to be more spontaneous in my writing.

Write when I feel like it, and no, the post doesn’t have to be picture perfect with that picture in a precise 0.2cm white and black border with a watermark that’s placed suitably 0.5cm away from the borders.

Here goes the first of 2011 resolutions.