HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR!!!

Well, before the holiday season hits us and get us all drunk and poor (through gambling of course), I would like to wish all of you a Happy Chinese New Year. There are many wishes that I have up my sleeves but since I am wearing short sleeved shirt today, I only have a few of which I can pull out.

Wishing everyone the greatest of fortune and may prosperity shine on you in every way possible earning you great money, great friendships, great career, great sex and all things great.



mucho mucho love,
-Charles Chen-

Stomped our Neighbour's Yard

We are back from Singapore and although it was really tiring having to coordinate so many things and keeping many things in check, it was bloody fun nonetheless. We were in Singapore for the Singapore Fashion Festival '08 and unlike many fashion shows that you might have had the chance to see, what we did was extraordinary. Most of you guys know me so you should also have guessed that it was a fashion show on underwear. The whole event was called Sex-y in the city and it definitely lived up to it's name for the ladies and also the non-straight-community which I dare say, took up a lot of space in the tent. It was held in front of Ngee Ann city which is mostly refered to us as Takashimaya, in a tent big enough to accomodate 400 people. The whole tent was literally filled with guests, celebrities, people from the media and press and I have no idea who else. It was massive and it was god damn fun.

Day 1

We gathered at Corus Hotel at 9.00am where the Aeroline bus took off and thus began our 5 hours journey. The ride was smooth and most of the people did not sleep. I was walking around with a video camera and bugging everyone until it reaches a point where I realised that Sarah (NEWMAN Magazine) wanted to stuff the vidcam up my ass, that I decided to shut it off and shut the fuck up. They served subway sandwiches on board for breakfast and later during lunch, we had rice and some stuff, I can't really remember what. Everyone was chatting and I think that it was fun, getting to know each other and all that. The journey went on smoothly except for that one time where they had to stop at a second rest area because they forgot to bring those plastic spoons on board and they could not expect people to be eating with their hands. Once we passed the border, everyone was a little more excited, more excited than watching the three movies that we watched on board, Transformer, Tokyo Drift and Into The Blue. Many people from the media was invited and mny of whom I know personally and that made this trip so much easier... in the sense that they can take care of themselves and do not need me to watch over them. Once there, we took another bus which transported us to Grand Hyatt hotel where we checked in and after so many hours, got to rest for a bit.

The room, as expected, was beautiful. Time did not permit us to stay and laze for too long as everyone was expected to meet at the lobby in less than two hours. Some took showers and some didn't and I happened to be the latter. Everyone was changed and waiting when I reached the lobby and they were very much anticipating how the show would turn out.

We walked for about 5 minutes before reaching Ngee Ann City and many already gathered there, awaiting the start of the show and of course, awaiting the star of the show. Marcus Schenkenberg was flown down from New York to model for this event and he is said to be the first male supermodel and by saying that, you might be thinking, "God damn that dude should be old." As a matter of fact he is. Being at 39, he will easily put anyone in his 20s to shame with a physique like his. His requirements were not exorbitant to start with, 5-star hotel with a gym and business class tickets. He was genuinely a very nice person, not that I had the chance to speak with him at lengths but for a few minutes at the after party in ZOUK.

The media people... good thing all the young ones attended
Everyone got their VIP passes and went in. A few Audi were on display and they were breath-takingly beautiful. I have always loved to own one, I am not a greedy person, personally an R8 would do the trick just fine. The show started and eveyone was already in the mood as music filled the hall with an atmosphere likened to what a club feels like. Models appeared one by one and showcased the best that the underwear industry has to offer which is obviously from us.

This my friend is Marcus Schenkenberg

After the fashion show, where the ladies were all visually worn out, trying to zoom in to the crotch area of the models, we headed back to the hotel where we got to change and went for dinner. Dinner was simply magnificent with delicacies ranging from Chinese to Indian to Western to dan lain lain.

After dinner, everyone rested for a little before heading out to ZOUK in a specially chartered bus and that was where all the not so contemporary fun starts. Characters revealed themselves one by one after a whiskey or two. Some slept, some vomitted and some just became loud. I belonged to the last category after the numerous jugs of Long Island Tea that Wern Shen exchanged with the coupons given to us. The night was great and a few of us got the chance to meet up and took pictures with the man who made all the hoo-ha Marcus Schenkenberg.
Well... it was a great experience and from what everyone told me, they are all awaiting the next similar event. If we are going to do it here in KL, I promise you guys that it will be even more captivating that this one. Hey... how can I top something like what was done in Singapore. Remember, I am after all, Charles.

Until next time.

Two Oh Oh Seven... you is the goings to be the histories

I can still remember everything that happened on New Year's eve last year and here we are again, with a new year just hours upon us. I always get the funny feeling that I am leaving so many things behind just because we are welcoming a new year. It does not feel like a continuation. It does not feel like January first has a link or connection with December 31st. Everything that happened in 2007 will be burned into a CD or stored into a folder in the hard disk and 2008 will be a new folder with files added on as you go.

So many things happened this year, many friends made and many adventures taken. Proud to say, many things accomplished, made some impact for the company in terms of advertising and creating major brand awareness. I am proud. Hopefully, my parents are proud. Hopefully, I have made my friends proud. I have always wanted to make a change, make a name for myself and have people remember me for something significant that I have done. I want to make myself proud of myself and I can wake up telling myself that I have done what I have done that not many people are capable of doing. Looking back, I have learned so much and I somehow feel that to a certain extent, I have domesticated myself a little bit. I stay at home more and spend mroe time with my family now. Of course I have lost count of how many times I got drunk which could also be the reason why I stay more at home due to hangovers. I have been getting less sleep and that is seriously screwing up my system but I know that among the people I know, I do not get drunk most often and am not the one with the least sleep. I count my blessings. I have seen many break-ups and reconciliations and me myself have been through it. There is always a lesson to be learned. I thank everyone for playing a part in moulding me into whoever I am today. I dare say that I am not as hot tempered and violent and have somehow evolved into being a more caring being. Many may disagree but this is how I feel. I have had a trip to the Philipines and it was really memorable. The destination really did suck big time but the people that was there were fucking maginificent and I thank you guys for always being the great friend that's always there. Then there was the trip to Langkawi and I am sad to say that we did nothing much there but drink. Drank like fishes we did and it was crazy. It was great fun seriously. Many dramas here and there but fun nonetheless.

In 2007, I have grown close to a few people who now have a special place in some corner of my heart. Adding on to the people that I greatly care about, you guys are automatically issued a "Fucking great People in Charles' Life" bumper sticker and with that, should there be any help that you need, I will do it if I am able to.

There is always the NEW YEAR'S RESOLUTIONS... that we swear to ourselves that we would keep. I am proud to say I have done none. None that would benefit my health at least. IT IS WITH GREAT PRIDE THAT I NOW ANNOUNCE MY 2008 RESOLUTIONS AND VOW TO KEEP THEM... OR AT LEAST TRY TO KEEP THEM.

1) MODERATE CONSUMPTION OF ALCOHOL
2) MODERATE CONSUMPTION OF CIGARETTES
3) DO NOT MOLEST PEOPLE WHEN DRUNK
4) DO NOT PRETEND TO BE DRUNK TO MOLEST PEOPLE
5) DO NOT SUCCUMB TO DARES WHEN IT COMES TO DRINKING
6) PRACTICE SINGING
7) STOP KISSING RANDOM FRIENDS IRREGARDLESS OF SEX WHEN DRUNK
8) SLEEP MORE
9) WATCH LESS PORN
10) DO NOT THINK OF MYSELF AS GOD
11) DO NOT BE CONTROLLED BY MY EGO
12) NEVER EVER SUCCUMB TO REQUEST OF WATCHING 'CUTE' SHOWS
13) MODERATE CONSUMPTION OF ALCOHOL
14) TRY TO LOOK YOUNGER (People say I look 28-29)
15) STOP ONE HAND ON WALL, LEGS CROSSED POSE WHEN DRUNK
16) TRY TO OBEY TRAFFIC LAWS
17) WRITE LESS POLITICAL BLOG POST
18) STOP LAUGHING LIKE A RETARD
19) LOSE WEIGHT
20) APPRECIATE

That is a pretty long list and it did not even include the things that I wish to achieve in my workplace. Looking at the list again, I figured that many things have to do with alcohol and that is why I really need to control myself. According to some, I can get seriously scary when drunk. Picking fights or just plain being horny.

WISHING YOU ALL A BLOODY GREAT NEW YEAR!!

AND MAY ALL YOUR WISHES COME TRUE... except for anything that will bring me harm. NOW GO GET DRUNK AND GET CRAZY!!! WOOHOO!!!

AND MERRY CHRISTMAS TO THOSE THAT I FORGOT TO WISH. LOTS OF LOVE LOTS OF LOVE.

TLC - Tiny Little Country

I was in Singapore since friday and got back home Monday night. Exhausted is an understatement to describe how I felt after all the driving that I had to endure plus the rain which only made matters worse. It was a good trip all in all. We stayed at a friend's place at Holland Park and a special thanks goes to Charlene for being such a wonderful and accomodating host. Vicky stayed with Charlene in her room and that leaves Wern Shen, Melvin and me to bunk in another. The trip was fun not because Singapore had that much to offer but because all of us are diagnosed with brain damage since the age of 8 and thus making everyone on the trip suffer from mild retardation except for me. I suffer from acute retardation.

The drive down south started around 7.30 pm on a Friday evening and all was smooth flowing. We reached earlier than expected. Charlene was supposed to meet us somewhere as we do not know the way to her place but dumb luck was on our side when all roadsigns led us to her place thus making her effort of getting a cab to meet us at the designated waiting place all in vain. There are not many places in SIngapore that we have not visited before and so we went there to shop and to club and to eat. Ahh yes, it may come as a surprise but going to Singapore to eat? Yes my dear brothers and sisters, boys and girls, friends and anonymouses, there are delightful delicacies that Singapore has to offer.

Crystal Jade was our first stop to fill our stomach after we unloaded our baggages in Charlene's place. We did not order much as we were all too tired and thus depleting our appetite but the little that we had tasted great. One thing that I dislike about Singapore now is that they have very limited smoking places. Yes, you can still smoke in public places but you are not able to smoke at the walkway of restaurants and you can't even light up in pubs or clubs. That aside, one of the more memorable meals was at Carl's Jr in Vivo City. The burgers were almost equivalent to two McChickens put together.... if not more. The first tome I tried it, I could only manage to scoff down half and I was half dead. Not that I was a fag or something but I have a freaking good explanation as to why I could not even finish a burger. Before the meal, we bought loads of food.... ok, I bought loads of food, mainly breads and snacks and marshmallows. We wanted to finish it all off before leaving for dinner. Melvin and Charlene left for Jacky Cheung's concert and so Wern Shen, Gwen, Vicky and I left for Vivo City. During our short game, we played cards where by we will all have two cards each and the person with the lowest number will have to eat a quarter piece of bread... that is until Melvin decided to up the ante and then all hell broke loose. There was a point in time when I had 6 marshmallows in my mouth and the 8 marshmallows right after that. I hate marshmallows. I hate strawberry marhsmallows. I hate stuffing 8 of that shit into my mouth and chewing it all into a pile of mashed up sticky goo and then having to swallow it and have the taste haunt for for the next 8 years. Stepping into Carl's Jr. , we immediately searched for a place to sit and then ordered. I forgot what mine was but it was huge. OK, it was not that huge kinda huge but I could only stuff half of it into my stomach which was already filled with marshmallows and bread. After the first two bites, I thought that it would be a piece of cake and so I was wrong. I was dead wrong. The next day I went and try again. I wanted to conquer that fucking burger. Even if I die choking on it, I had to die knowing that I was not a fag and that I could eat a whole damn fucking burger. The second day, I managed to finish it. (............................................................). I felt like a fucking hero. The blank spot there is something that I am leaving out because it is of no importance. Anyway, I finished it. I am proud.

We then went through Geylang just to have a see look. Saw a hot one and loads of rubbish. Saw a tran dancing by the road side and she-he is lucky that I did not carry a double barrell shotgun in my car because if I did... bottomline is, she-he is alive to torment the minds of more passer-by. After that, we went to Clarke Quay and it was beautiful. I will post up pictures once I have them. Wait for it. We even recorded a ring tone when we were at home. It is good I can promise you that.

Many new things happened to us and one of them was the name given to each of us. First off, we will talk about Wern Shen.
He does not have an english name and so we decided to name him after the names that we saw on roadsigns. Some of them were Keppell, Alexandra, Jurong, Normanton and a few others. We have voted for the name Normanton and thus from today on, he will be known as Normanton.
Melvin, being an ART DIRECTOR now require a more sophisticated name, something in line with the prestige carried by the name Normanton. We came across a roadsign and we decided to call him Jervois, pronounces (jer. vo. a).
Vicky is called Phoenix. She was named after a building or a name on a billboard or something, I can't really remember.
I had two options, both suggested by the four-eyed boy. FYI the 3 guys in the car are all four eyed. Melvin suggested Dragon just to try his luck to get fucked by me. Then he suggested Prince and I guess I am sticking with that and I know that Normanton will oppose with all his might.

Oh well, that's that. Wait for the pictures.... coming to you soon.