Totally Tim - Writer. Hero. Driving Zero.
So its been quite a while since my last entry. I know what you’re thinking. Well hey it’s the usual. Tim starts blogging and then gets lazy. Well its not true. Tim’s lazy all the time and not just when it comes to blogging.
However, the Tragic Timothean one has an excuse! I’ve been busy. Yeah well I didn’t say it was a good excuse. Still I have been busy. I’ve gotten back to work. Well somewhat at least. Been doin some freelance writing. No not newspaper or magazine material. More corporate stuff. In fact the next time you go to Changi airport and pick up the shopping and dining guide., you can say “thank you” to moi! Of course if you hate the suggestions…erm, it was someone else’s work. Yeah that’s right. Also been involved in the upcoming StarHub newsletter.
Yeah I pride myself in being the used car salesman of the print world. Anything you got, good or crappy, I’ll make it sound like a million bucks on print. Ok that’s enough of a shameless plug. Lemmie know if you need my services. I work for next to nothing. The word “next” however, is relative.
So what’s been happening in my life? It looks like I’ll be making use of Singapore’s premier public transport system a little while longer. Yes after bitching about how most people can’t drive, your’s truly decides to make them feel better by joining the group. After all, there’s comfort in numbers. Oh screw it! I’ll come out and say it. I flunked my friggin driving test! How sad am I? Rhetorical question. Don’t bother answering. Yeah all thanks to my inability (or refusal) to “engine brake” and switch to fourth gear, I accumalated a bunch of points idicating I shouldn’t be issued a license. Yes those were my only 2 mistakes. Just made them over and over again. Funny thing is, those are mistakes which are impossible to make on an automatic transmission car. Which means I would have scored perfect had I decided to take the auto test instead of the manual! Damn! Ah well. I guess I’ll just have to retake the test, in bout 2 months! Sheesh, talk bout a long time to wait. Screw driving. Cabs are cheap albeit the fact that cab drivers are idiots and smell terrible most of the time. Beggers can’t be choosers.
What else have I been doing? I’m quite ashamed to admit this but here goes. I’ve led a secret life one night, every week for the past 3 weeks. I’ve been going to….oh how do I continue….oh the shame! I’ve been going to MAMBO! There I’ve said it. Heckle if you will! Yes. Wednesday nights are my opportunity to hang around teenagers in a club and jump around and engage in synchronised dancing to the tunes of “Square Rooms” and “Love In the First Degree”. I’m a retro addict and I have a problem. However I’m pleased to say that this problem was fixed last Wednesday when I realised mambo is not the place for me to be going to. Especially since Britney Spears is now considered music appropriate for Mambo! Britney Friggin Spears! Would you believe it! How old must I be if Britney Spears is considered retro music?! I was also reminded about how I must start wearing glasses or contacts when I go out. Especially after ogling at transvestites on a couple of occasions. That truly is traumatic for the Tragic One.
However tonight I have found a new place to hong out. Much better music. Much better looking people. Much better chances of them being real women.
I’m talking about New Asia Bar. Any place which starts playing Will Smith the moment I walk in definitely scores high in my book. The drinks may be expensive but the other pros definitely outweight the cons. Good music. Not so crowded. A couple of bad dancers who make me look like a friggin prima donna on the dance floor. What more could I ask for. And they played friggin Bon Jovi’s “You give love a bad name”! – the first rock song I ever heard on the radio! Aw man it was heaven.
The night didn’t come without its downers though. Check this out. Guys if you wanna pick up chicks. Hey its cool. Persistance may lead to success but hey. Have some friggin decency. If you’re coming on too strong, the girl is gonna let you know. And if she doesn’t, ask your friend. There’s a high chance that she might be giving you the signals but you’re too friggin drunk or stupid to realise. When she starts inching away from you, that’s a good sign that you’re annoying the f@*k out of her. So be a gentlemen and piss off!
So the Timothean titan notices a couple of cute chicks at the next table getting hassled by some stupid NS guys. Sheesh. And this one poor girl looks terrified. This guy just can’t take the hint. She’s cowering in the corner and he keeps trying to inch closer to her and …well any closer he could have been inhaling her tonsils. Which would have been ok if she was responding well. Still, how responsive could a girl possibly be when she’s huddled up against the window? So your’s truly decided to play the hero. Now I’m not saying that all women need saving. However my kaypoh nature couldn’t help but realise this girl couldn’t really speak english. No she wasn’t an ah lian. She was Japanese. So I went up to her and her female friend and invited her to sit at my table with my friends which lower their chances of being preyed upon by these jerks.
I know what you’re thinking. You’re saying, “Oh Tim you’re just another one of those jackals trying to swoop down on these vulnarable girls under the guise of being heroic and charming.” I beg to differ. I don’t need a guise to be heroic and charming. That goes without saying. Those are two of my most natural qualities, next to “modest” and “humble”.
Besides I had some female friends in my group who I’m sure would have made these foreign femmes feel much more comfortable and I invited them over so that they wouldn’t get hit on by anyone, myself included. I’m a gentleman that way. In fact I hardly spoke to them once they joined us. Not because I’m proud. I’m just out of their league. Hahaha. No lar. If I tell a girl to come over so they won’t get hit on, I keep to my word. I’m a gentleman that way.
What happens next is truly embarrasing. One of my friends tries to hit on them. Doh! Right after saving them, I have to save them again. So I casually tell him to leave them alone. He assures me all is fine and then accidentally spills a drink on them. How does that make me look?
So much for being a hero. Maybe they were better off on their own, After apologising profusely, we have a little small talk and then I leave them be to talk to my female friends. When they eventually leave, I didn’t even ask them for their number, once again
Reinforcing the fact that I wasn’t one of those hyenas out there trying to pick them up. I of course was hoping that my female friends were gonna ask them for me. However the Timothean Titan wouldn’t lead such a Tragic life if that would actually happen. They didn’t ask them.
Well at least I did my good deed of the day. I just hope one day all these good deeds pay off.
Time to hit the sack to the tunes of Bananarama. Happy Easter to you and your family. Does anyone else think of rabbit stew at the thought of the Easter bunny?
Man I’m hungry.
~Totally Tim – Tried and Tested. Results Pending.
Simply Sympathetic and Totally Timpathetic
So it’s a Saturday night. And the Tragic one is sitting at home at 10 pm with a bottle of chardonnay, a couple of candles and Amanda Marshall on his stereo. Oh my god, I feel like I’m dating…..myself. Either that or I’ve become a lesbian.
Ever been involved in a triangle? After the entire affair, how often is it you’ve felt sorry for the boyfriend (I'm assuming ur a straight guy like me)? Doesn’t happen often and when it does, boy do u put your history with the girl in perspective real quick.
If you’ve ever had a contest between yourself and someone else competing for the same person, DUDE you’d be surprised how close you get REAL quick with the guy/girl after the entire encounter. Alliances are established in the oddest circumstance. The main reason? Common ground.
Here’s a Timothean theory. Go head to head with someone for the affections of an individual. Whoever wins .. is actually the loser. The person who didn’t score in the contest, either lucked out, or learnt a lesson which you took an entire relationship to discover. Cos at the end of the day, when you’ve broken up with the prize, neither of you are winners. The one who did go out with her in the end, just has a lot more baggage.
I’ve actually had an experience in the past where I was dating this chick in school. After we broke up she went out with another guy. After that guy she went out with another guy. The 3 guys she went out with are all pretty close now and haven’t spoken to her in years. Not that we’d want to either.
Here’s another example. Remember how the Typical Timster suffered massive trauma recently? Oh bout 5 months back. Look back at the entries on the blog. Yeah. Same chick. New twist in the plot.
A while back I bumped into an ex at a club. Was a great feeling which brought up other great feelings till I found out that night that her boyfriend was there and needless to say, wasn’t too pleased a the sight of his girl getting all chummy with her former flame. So that didn’t turn out too well for any of the parties involved. I found out yesterday that she was also fooling around with another friend’s brother who also happened to be at the venue.
So after weeks of feeling sorry for myself and beating myself up over how things didn’t work out with this chick, I realized that the person I really should feel sorry for, is her boyfriend. Check this out. This guy who she hooked up with in Australia decides to leave his home and life to come down to Singapore to start anew just to be with her. She then proceeds to flirt and get involved with other people behind his back. All this while he moves in with her. How crap is that?
So I also heard that they’ve just broken up. I guess it would be all well and good if he could just pack up and head home. Except now he’s stuck with a job and is gonna have to stick around in a place that he only came to, for a girl who’s not even going out with him anymore.
Dude that really sucks! I feel for you and would love to buy you a beer sometime.I spent a long time killing myself about how I should have attempted a long distance thing with this femme fatale years ago when she was leaving for Brisbane. Today I look at the type of person she’s become and I think it truly is a blessing that I didn’t. If the events of the past few months are anything to go by, I would probably, in fact DEFINITELY, have been that shmuck boyfriend all faithful and shit, pining for this girl while she was out and about, establishing herself as a right down floozy.
Sometimes you think you get stuck with a real crap hand in life. Most of the time it really is. Then you see how things really could have gotten much worse. You stare at your plate in front of you, disgusted at how, off all the things on the menu, you went and ordered this garbage. Then you look around and realize, “Hey my meal really sucks, but boy am I glad I didn’t get what THAT guy ordered!”
The Smashing Pumpkins start their song Bullet With Butterfly Wings with the line "The world is a vampire"
How true. Because we all know that it does suck from time to time.
~Totally Tim - Feeling pretty lucky.
What do you have to lose?
The one that got away
By: Mark J. Macapagal
In your life, you'll make note of a lot of people.
Ones with whom you shared something special, ones who
will always mean something. There's the one you first
kissed, the one you first loved, the one you lost your
virginity to, the one you put on a pedestal, the one
you're with...and the one that got away.
Who is the one that got away? I guess it's that person
with who everything was great, everything was perfect,
but the timing was just wrong. There was no fault in
the person, there was no flaw in the chemistry, but
the cards just didn't fall the right way, I suppose.
I believe in the fact that ending up with someone,
finding a longtime partner that is, does not lie merely
in the other person. I can actually argue that an equal
part, or maybe even the greater part, has to do with
the matter of timing. It has to do with you being ready
to settle down and commit to someone in a way that goes
beyond the little niceties of giddy romance.
How often have you gone through it without even realizing
it? When you're not ready to commit in that mature manner,
it doesn't matter who you're with, it just doesn't work.
Small problems become big; inconsequentials become
dealbreakers simply because you're not ready and it shows.
It's not that you and the person you're with are no good;
it's just that it's not yet right, and little things become
the flashpoint of that fact.
Then one day you're ready. You really are. And when this
happens you'll be ready to settle down with someone. He or
she may not be the most perfect, they might not be the
brightest star of romance to ever have burned in your
life, but it'll work because you're ready. It'll work
because it's the right time and you'll make it work.
And it'll make sense, it really will.
So that day comes when you're finally making sense of
things, and you find yourself to be a different person.
Things are different, your approach is different, you
finally understand who you are and what you want, and you've
become ready because the time has truly arrived. And mind
you, there's no telling when this day will come.
Hopefully you're single but you could be in a long-term
relationship, you could be married with three kids, it
doesn't matter. All you know is that you've changed, and
for some reason, the one that got away, is the first person
you think about.
You'll think about them because you'll wonder, "What if they
were here today?" You'll wonder, "What if we were together now,
with me as I am and not as I was?" That's what the one that
got away is. The biggest "What if?" you'll have in your life.
If you're married, you'll just have to accept the fact that the
one that got away, got away. Believe me, no matter how fairy
tale you think your marriage is, this can happen to the best of
us. But hopefully you're mature enough to realize that you're
already with the one you're with and this is just another test
of your commitment, one which will just strengthen your marriage
when you get past it. Sure, you'll think about him/her every so
often, but it's alright. It's never nice to live with a
"might have been," but it happens.
Maybe the one that got away is the one who's already married.
In which case it's the same thing. You just have to accept and
know that your memories of that person will probably bring a nice
little smile to your lips in the future when you're old and gray
and reminiscing.
But if neither of that is the case, then it's different. What do
you do if it's not yet too late? Simple...find him, find her.
Because the very existence of a "one that got away" means that
you'll always wonder, what if you got that one?
Ask him out to coffee, ask her out to a movie, it doesn't matter
if you've dropped in from out of nowhere. You'd be surprised,
you just might be "the one that got away" as well for the person
who is your "the one that got away."
You might drop in from out of nowhere and it won't make a
difference. If the timing is finally right, it'll all just fall
into place somehow and you know, I'm thinking, it would be a great
feeling, in the end, to be able to say to someone, "Hey you, you're
the one that almost got away."
Tim - Here's another quote I found today that just made so much sense. I don't think I've ever seen it worded any better.
"Sometimes, though, it's the relationships that don't work out that teach us the most about ourselves, and what we're really looking for in that special someone." - Russ Dimino.
Interestingly enough he was talking about the many women in the life of Superman before he found Lois Lane. As you know I'm a huge fan of Smallville and he ends his article on Kryptonsite.com saying ...
"With Lois, Clark found someone who could love both the farmboy and the superhero."
I believe the perfect person in our life will love us for all our aspects and not just the ones we want to be loved for.
~Totally Tim - Deep in thought.
