Pink Martini (the band, not some not-so-exotic drink) has come up with a new album! Go get it! And get their previous one, if you haven't already. Seriously, they're good!!!

Finally feel compelled to write something about It.
Why I did it where I did it, the reasons behind my doing it and of course why it is what it is.
I'll start with the simplest - location. Well the area won't sag - at least not as much as the chest - and I don't think fat goes there as much as, say, the stomach. (Just imagine something on a beer belly years down the road - yikes!)
And oh its always concealed, of course, unless some fashion designer comes up with see-through shirts that are (and this is important) accepted by the mainstream. Oh trips to the beach or swimming pool? Well I don't really care about public opinion. Not when its not satanic or something like that. And of course if a girl gets scared away by the sight of a simple imprint I don't think she's worth going after. Ditto for friends I'd like to make.
Plus I'm acutely aware of the fact that people are fascinated by bare skin, and the lack of it.
OK the reasons behind it. (Its design comes under this as well.)
1. I'm Chinese.
I'm proud of my culture. I guess no matter what you say about the world being a global village, playground or quagmire, I still feel distinctly Chinese. Well, Singaporean Chinese, but that's not the point. Its the identity that I'm talking about, that we all seek - the roots that anchor us, keep us from amorally having sex with all and sundry, creaming off hundreds of thousands of dollars from the auntie that cleans your table when you've finished making a mess out of it, or tacitly allow a colleague to do that.
I'm not being racist when I say that when you've lost your values - and I'm not talking just about 'Confucian values' - you've lost your sense of self. Every race and community has its values, and when you desert your values, you've lost your sense of self.
Sorry I digressed. But well it was because of my firm sense of identity (as of now) that I wanted it imprinted on myself - to constantly remind myself that I am Chinese, and more importantly, I would not lose myself without the physical constraints of my family.
2. Instead of some cheesy cliche like 'ren(3)', I wanted something more meaningful. Like my name, which reminds me of my family, naturally.
And I am a little narcissistic i'll admit.
3(and more). Now identity aside, I guess I do share some of the reasons why people do it - connotations of rebelling against, well, something; the desire to be different; appear more macho (i can take pain, yeah!); and of course I saw a pretty seahorse on my cousin a few years back and thought hey, dats cool! Let me do something like that too!
Oh and I wanted to dispel the notion that I'm a guai guy. If not that, at least that not only gangsters or bengs can have it.

Anyone for swimming or the beach next week? Girls, especially? ;)

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Pls refer to it as, well, it in your comments, for personal reasons. Yes its a secret to some. Thanks.

I had just wanted to write "its been a great 3 days" when the power tripped. Grandma screamed/shouted. I fixed the problem - one of the electrical outlett's fuse blew. Grandma didn't understand what I was doing, what needed to be done (changing the outlet, which I don't have the equipment/don't want to do), and shouted somemore before calming down.
Wah kau.
And a teacher (Mr Steven Koh, for those who know who he is) was commenting how much patience I have. Said it when I was dealing with that English HOD lah, but yah.
I tell you, if you have to live with my grandma, with her tantrums, temper and all, you learn to be patient.
She's OK lah, when she's not angry/anxious/frightened.
But. I cannot stand her shouting.
I hate shouting, in fact, in any form. Which explains why I don't like shouting myself.

Shall post more about the past 3 days' events later. Too affected by her shouting.

Jus had lunch, a striploin steak and some asparagus. Bought fresh from NTUC, cooked myself. Wonderful meal. Simple, but absolutely delicious!!! :D
Jus love beef lah. Especially thick half-cooked slabs where you get to taste the blood, juices and raw taste of raspberry-red meat. *slurp*
Yeah i'm pretty much in contact with my inner carnivorous savage.

Seriously, I love beef. Don't you? It is the only meat that can taste great with minimal seasoning and cooking - think charred-but-not-cooked chicken u get at bbqs where everyone forgets the defrosted (ex-)frozen chicken wings on offer at Cold Storage are merely, erm, frozen, after decimation.
It is also the easiest meat to 'cook', isn't it? Slather some ssorted condiments and/or sauces you can find in the kitchen onto the piece of meat, add some oil, and let it burn in the saucepan until you decide you'd like it turned over. Flip it over, wait until you're impatient, and serve!
An aromatic/pungent medium-rare/blue/wasted steak is thus done!
Not to mention the numerous nutrients and protein it provides. Or its versatility. (I know that beef isn't just steak :P)
Damn I'm getting hungry again just thinking of it.

Was shocked to find my blog in IE's history when I opened it today. Apparently my sister had discovered my blog whilst searching for my name in yahoo. Yes jus by typing my name, and clicking search. My blog appears as the first result.
I believe I don't mention my own full name even once in the blog.
You guys might want to do a similar search on your blogs yah. If you don't want your mum or dad to discover your foul-mouthed straight-talking (very-)liberal-minded (*hint*) side.

I'm now hooked onto Apocalyptica. Its this band of 3 classically trained cellists playing.. I would say a mixture of metal, hard rock and classical music. Go check it out yourself - their fifth album is out.

You can't say their music is fantastic - if you don't know classical music and/or are not into heavy rock/metal you probably wont like it. And there's pretty little vocals in their songs, two only, in this entire album, in fact.

I just love the proposition - combining two of my passions into one.

Now... to get the 1st three albums i've missed...