I decided to give myself the name "Ace" when i was 18 years old, partly was because many friends called me "A C" which is part of the short name for Anglo-Chinese School (aka ACS). The reason to this is my chinese name is exactly the same as that of the school's chinese name, hence the association. But eventually, it's "Ace Ventura" the movie that I pride myself to the name.
*psst: Ace Ventura is not my royal half brother... :-P
Being a young man at 18 without any social or working contacts, natually I had not come across anyone by the name "Ace", so I believed I had given myself a COOL name. It's Unique, easy to remember, and above all, I have a handsome face to go with it. Not bad at all!
Then came working adult life; I meet prospects and clients, make new friends, new colleagues, etc and many years past. Not once I met another guy with my name.
One day....
"Hi, I am looking at your advertisement on this property at the east side of Singapore..." said the prospect.
"Yes indeed!" was my response.
"Ok, I would like to know the exact location for this terrace house."
"It's located near Tanah Merah. By the way, I am the housing agent for the landlord and my name is Ace Wong. May I know who am I speaking with?"
"Sorry, but did you say your name is Ace?"
"Yes.......??" I replied
"I'll be damn! My name is Ace as well.... and I am a woman!"
So now i know my name is not that unique after all. Oh brother! :-@
On the other hand, I have come across guys and gals using the same name nowadays, so I'd guess my name is uni-sex afterall.....
Monday, July 25, 2005
Another year
Another year older...... Oh man!
Girlfriend organised a booze night at DB with colleagues and friends, for me, of course! A German friend (from client become friend) was there too.... German friend said Happy B'day, down 1... Well wishes from colleagues n friends, down 3..... Get to know new friends and their well wishes, down another 2..... Good music, sip, sip, down, down, sip *hick*...... kiss gf.... chat chat chat..... another round of cheering n drinking.... seems like the liquor bottle is never empty! Guess what? It's only 10.30pm!
Dragged by German friend to the bar top and danced with She-Devil, shake my bum left-right, up-down..... then i heard screams from some gals right in front of me, they came to me, pulled me down from bar-top, un-buttoning and pulling my shirt apart *hick hick*, their hands are all over me, one hand even went lower... WOW! FELT SO GREATt!!! *S M I L E*..... only wished that it happened.... DREAMING LAH!
Somehow I got down from the bar-top and rejoined my friends, drink drink cheers cheers.... then came the sofa-top dancing!!!! This is real, I mean I really went onto the sofa and danced.
*hick* but can't remember how long i stayed on the sofa........ time to go, didn't know how I managed to get back home, changed and showered.... then came the next morning.....
With a splitting headache, I managed to get to the bathroom and the first thing I did was ... PUKE! Nothing execpt Jeam Bean filled the toilet bowl. The smell was horrendous expecially coupled with stomach acid. I stopped after several attempts to vomit my empty stomach out. Got out, went for a cup of water thinking it's all over.... but I was wrong, I went back again and threw up the water that just went in!!!! My God! This is terrible!
Is this what is called "Happy Birthday!!!" ?!
*ps: pictures are here
Girlfriend organised a booze night at DB with colleagues and friends, for me, of course! A German friend (from client become friend) was there too.... German friend said Happy B'day, down 1... Well wishes from colleagues n friends, down 3..... Get to know new friends and their well wishes, down another 2..... Good music, sip, sip, down, down, sip *hick*...... kiss gf.... chat chat chat..... another round of cheering n drinking.... seems like the liquor bottle is never empty! Guess what? It's only 10.30pm!
Dragged by German friend to the bar top and danced with She-Devil, shake my bum left-right, up-down..... then i heard screams from some gals right in front of me, they came to me, pulled me down from bar-top, un-buttoning and pulling my shirt apart *hick hick*, their hands are all over me, one hand even went lower... WOW! FELT SO GREATt!!! *S M I L E*..... only wished that it happened.... DREAMING LAH!
Somehow I got down from the bar-top and rejoined my friends, drink drink cheers cheers.... then came the sofa-top dancing!!!! This is real, I mean I really went onto the sofa and danced.
*hick* but can't remember how long i stayed on the sofa........ time to go, didn't know how I managed to get back home, changed and showered.... then came the next morning.....
With a splitting headache, I managed to get to the bathroom and the first thing I did was ... PUKE! Nothing execpt Jeam Bean filled the toilet bowl. The smell was horrendous expecially coupled with stomach acid. I stopped after several attempts to vomit my empty stomach out. Got out, went for a cup of water thinking it's all over.... but I was wrong, I went back again and threw up the water that just went in!!!! My God! This is terrible!
Is this what is called "Happy Birthday!!!" ?!
*ps: pictures are here
Friday, July 08, 2005
The 50-points Question
There was once a teacher who gave a surprise test to his class. The instruction stated on the test paper that each student is to answer ONLY ONE question from the 3 questions on the paper. Each question carries different points, 50 points for the first question, 40 points for the second, and 30 points for the third. The students only have 10 mins for the test.
After the test, the teacher collected all the papers and immediately graded them. Students who attempted the first question were given "A", students who attempted the second question were given "B", and for the third question were given "C". So a curious student asked the teacher,"Why are we given the same grade for the same question we answered?"
And so the teacher said, "This is not a test for your knowledge but a test on your attitude. For those who have succeeded in life is because they have the attitude to aim high constantly. If they fail once, they'd try again but they never lower their expectations."
Moral of the story: Winners have the "aim-high" attitude, never let failure defeats them, and always pick themselves up to have another go. Their mindset is always about winning.
As the saying goes,"Triumph is all in the first syllable".
After the test, the teacher collected all the papers and immediately graded them. Students who attempted the first question were given "A", students who attempted the second question were given "B", and for the third question were given "C". So a curious student asked the teacher,"Why are we given the same grade for the same question we answered?"
And so the teacher said, "This is not a test for your knowledge but a test on your attitude. For those who have succeeded in life is because they have the attitude to aim high constantly. If they fail once, they'd try again but they never lower their expectations."
Moral of the story: Winners have the "aim-high" attitude, never let failure defeats them, and always pick themselves up to have another go. Their mindset is always about winning.
As the saying goes,"Triumph is all in the first syllable".
Monday, July 04, 2005
My Life Philosophy
Life is Simple. Don't Complicate it.
Have no FEAR of losing, then success is always sweet
Live each day to the fullest
Live each day like it is the last day
I have the power to make choices
Always give back to the society
Believe in giving and enjoy giving
Enjoy life, as it is and appreciate what you have
Have no FEAR of losing, then success is always sweet
Live each day to the fullest
Live each day like it is the last day
I have the power to make choices
Always give back to the society
Believe in giving and enjoy giving
Enjoy life, as it is and appreciate what you have
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Goals,
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