Saturday. 25th June. 10:30am. The coach I was on had only just departed Puduraya bus station en route to Singapore.
KL contrast – old buildings with the twin towers as the backdrop
My Singapore trip was more or less decided on an impulse, having just booked my hotel room the day before I was supposed to leave (a grave mistake as I found out later). I made some really close friends from across the border, so I thought while I was in Peninsular Malaysia, why not make a detour down to Singapore to pay them a visit? There’s a list of people I was hoping to meet, though I didn’t want to let them know ‘cos I was secretly planning to give them a surprise.
So I told Scarlett Ting, who was supposed to mastermind a dinner with Finicky Feline (FF) and some others, where I’d appear out of nowhere and give her the shock of her lives. Ting came up with that evil plan, and I loved it.
Slept at 4am the night before thanks to nuovo.
Apple Lim knew too. But that’s fine ‘cos she’s always been very indepedant and I know she wouldn’t be telling anyone else.
Then I told minishorts, which I thought was ok since she’s Malaysian. Wrong. Within 15 seconds, she sent a message Mr Miyagi-san, who then told mr brown, who then relayed their phone numbers and a time to meet back to me almost immediately. Darn that minishorts.
Someone else I wanted to surprise is Wendy Cheng. The night before I was supposed to leave for KL, I hinted her that I was coming down. She demanded that I come down. So I told the blog princess my plans.
At this point, I’d like to iterate although I was portrayed as a casanova, our relationship is definitely not a romantic one. But telling you that kinda spoils half the fun. So pretend you didn’t read this message.
So as I was making myself comfortable for that 5-hour coach trip, I suddenly realised one thing… I SUCK AT GIVING SURPRISES.
Can you see Singapore’s neh neh pok?
Anyway, I didn’t make any appointment with any of them because I want to stay flexible, so a lot of our meet-ups were improvised and impromptu. I thought that as soon as I arrived in Singapore at around 4pm, I should be able to meet with Wendy for some chit-chat, dinner with mr brown and Miyagi around 7pm, Ting and FF at Wala Wala around 9pm, then finish the night with Apple at Devils Bar around midnight. Everyone goes home happy.
Wishful thinking, Kenny. Stop planning your schedule like a 3-year-old.
I was sleeping on the coach when I was interrupted by this message from mr brown.
“Actually, I am lyin on my back without my shirt on, listen to cool David Tao music on my iPod, while getting my monthly facial with my wife. So metro, right?”
brown = ‘metrosexual’? Suddenly I have this image of a half-naked mrbrown forming in my head.
“I’m lying on my back without my shirt on, Kenny…. Come draw me.”
I continued the rest of my journey holding vomit in my mouth.
When I arrived at the Golden Mile Complex on Beach Rd, Wendy gave me a call and said something along the lines of “I don’t want to meet you anymore” , Miyagi said he’ll call me at 8pm to meet at the Hideout, Ting said to meet at 8pm (as well) at Wala Wala, and Apple was holed up in some place far far away called Tampenis.
Worse still, when I checked into Hotel 81 in Chinatown later that day, the receptionist told me they’re fully booked and my reservation didn’t went through. Nabeh. Just ‘cos my surname is SIA doesn’t mean you all can go fly aeroplane on me.
Boat Quay.
6pm. Orchard Rd. Ting messaged me back after I asked her to try to convince FF to meet at the Hideout instead. Then at least, I get to meet brown and Miyagi together with them. Scarlett Ting tried, but the Feline’s flawless cat sense managed to see right through her. My attempt to surprise FF: FAILED. At least she agreed to go to the Hideout at 8pm. Good.
7pm. Orchard Rd. Still no word from the princess, though I knew she wouldn’t want to turn up at the Hideout. At the back of my mind though, I was secretly hoping she’d use her brand spanking new Zouk card on me. That is, after my excursion to Hideout.
Raffles Place skyline. Taken while I was talking to Miyagi on the phone.
8pm. Raffles Place Stock Exchange. Ting advised me to alight at Raffles Place MRT to go to the Hideout. She’s still at home. Miyagi just got home after work. Brown was at church. I thought the princess was angry at me ‘cos I still don’t know what her plans were.
I walked around the nice pubs at Boat Quay and Circular Road trying to look for the Hideout to no avail. Obviously they’re not called the Hideout for no reason. That is, until Muthu from Shahbucks showed me the way.
Can’t afford a Starbucks. So they started a Shahbucks.
8:45pm. The Hideout. Finally I’m at this place after hearing so much about it from the Singaporean bloggers. Old furniture in amongst maroon walls casually decorated by simple art pieces. Jazzy music playing in the background. Holy shit, its almost exactly the same as Moon Cafe, my favourite late-night hangout place in Perth. Its like coming back to a familiar place after so long. I fell in love with the place almost instantly.
When I got there, it was still rather quiet, save for some really bad karaoke singer on the 2nd floor. I seated myself at the bar and ordered a pint of beer from Chris the bartender. “Hi, welcome to Hideout.”, Belinda took the seat next to me as she introduced herself as the owner. She didn’t know, but I recognised her.
Bel: “Is this your first time here? You’ve been here before right?”
Kenny: “No, it is my first time here.”
“Oh welcome. We don’t get many new visitors here ‘cos its so well-hidden. How did you find out about this place?”
“My friends told me about it actually.”
“That’s nice.” *reached over and passed me a namecard* “Here’s a card. There’s our website and I keep a blog there as well. Feel free to drop by and sign up for our spam list.”
“Spam list? That’s alright I’m not from Singapore actually.”
“Oh that’s fine. 🙂 What’s your name?”
“Kenny.”
“Hi Kenny. Bel.”
I know. 😉 Belinda walked around entertaining some of her patrons before she made an abrupt U-turn and came up to me again.
Belinda, that delectable owner of the HideOut. Gotta love the top she’s wearing that night.
“You don’t happen to be from Malaysia right?”
“I am.”
“Your surname don’t happen to be ‘Sia’ right?”
“It is.”
“Oh… my… ! You’re waiting for Ben (Miyagi’s real name) aren’t you?” *starts getting excited* “I was thinking what are the chances of someone not from Singapore, whose name is ‘Kenny’, coming to the Hideout!”
Not many. That’s why I was there that night, Belinda. 🙂
Anyway the time now is 4:30am and this entry is getting a bit longer than usual. There’s a lot more to write but I do need my sleep so I’ll continue my story tomorrow. Sorry for being such an anti-climax. Promise me you’ll check back hey?
I realised there’s a lot of people e-mailing me asking if I could show them the old personal entries I’ve written last time that was since taken off. I haven’t compiled them yet, but once I do I’ll reply your e-mails with the web address. Patience my padawan.
lol. dont sleep, kenny, u need to entertain malaysia!
mr brown is a man of good taste.
And hmm… why am I not on your reallyreally want to surprise list?
We no need to promise you also will come back and check for more. What to do, I am addicted to your blog. Have to check few times a day tim~ 🙂 Now whats with your tongue and eyes in the last picture? *shrugs*
nah beh lolllll your picture of mr brown almost made me puke my breakfast.. good work lmao… T_T now i have to go out and get new breakfast!!
poor uni student ok…. fix my bills o.o
*I wanted to comment something nice and long here…* But because suddenly saw that Mr Brown’s topless picture… No mood already… >.*I wanted to comment something nice and long here…* But because suddenly saw that Mr Brown’s topless picture… No mood already… >.*I wanted to comment something nice and long here…* But because suddenly saw that Mr Brown’s topless picture… No mood already… >.*I wanted to comment something nice and long here…* But because suddenly saw that Mr Brown’s topless picture… No mood already… >.
Wah – so nice. But hey, Mr. Brown underwent an operation, it seems. He LOOKS different, does he feel different as well? 🙂
Wah – so nice. But hey, Mr. Brown underwent an operation, it seems. He LOOKS different, does he feel different as well? 🙂
haha…Shahbucks… genius!
What happened to the vomit you held in ur mouth? Did the U turn ah?
Brown can fight with SPG liao.
Haha! TAMPENIS! That’s cool, I’m from ‘Tampenis’ as well. Lol. It’s actually Tampines. *Goes back to reading the rest of the entry*
So…the first time I decide to really, really read this overpublicised blog, i get this anti-climatic, “I’m going to bed,I’ll continue another time”.
what lah!
p.s.
You’re funny!(but you already know that)
Man u r back ! Arghh i also a kennysia blog addicted victim ! …pls tell us more of your stay in sg!
You are really a guy with anti climaxing skills eh..
sianz.. just when you get to the nice part.. Hurry up and write, pls..
Man, these people should give Kenny some rest. Let him rest first damnit >_Man, these people should give Kenny some rest. Let him rest first damnit >_Man, these people should give Kenny some rest. Let him rest first damnit >_Man, these people should give Kenny some rest. Let him rest first damnit >_
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oh man, you are doing a mini-series here and making us wait for the next installment! Your posts always makes me laugh..! Good way to destress!
Hmm, Belinda started her own club! Did Belinda tell you that she is also a professional belly-dancer? Bet you din know that. 🙂
Hi Mr Kenny Sia aka Austin Power,
Who spawned that Sarong Party Gay?
May I use that brown pix of a she-man to spice up my blog? See,I respect copyright.
When will we see PartII of this extreme makeover?
hahaha it’s mad that you met some of your bum chums in SNG. I’ve only ever met three fellow bloggers hahaha but wow it sounds like you had a great time at “Hide O U T” and it also sounds hella cool. I don’t think there’s a place like that in Brissie, so next time I’m back there, I’ll be checking it out! hehehe thanks for letting in on the place aye. *hugs*
hahaha it’s mad that you met some of your bum chums in SNG. I’ve only ever met three fellow bloggers hahaha but wow it sounds like you had a great time at “Hide O U T” and it also sounds hella cool. I don’t think there’s a place like that in Brissie, so next time I’m back there, I’ll be checking it out! hehehe thanks for letting in on the place aye. *hugs*
If you shag the way you write, baby, you ain’t going far with the girls, ya know? I thus, pity ur gf. muahaha.
anyway, i wasn’t at home. I was at friend’s birthday party somewhere in the east, remember?! Hur!
amazing blog…laughed my ass off at some of the stories. you got terrific patience luking at the no of pics u hv uploaded. actually read abt u in the papers…so thot of checking up ur blog. hey, ur blog got a fan boss. keep writing and i promise to be back 🙂
Shahbucks
i love it.. hahahha
hope u enjoyed ur stay. yes, u bet i’ll be back.
Captain, aye aye.
Scarlett Ting, every ingenous evil plan needs two to make it work. I had to clue you in else we wouldn’t be able to work together what. As for getting your location wrong… *hangs head in shame*
Jason, I didn’t even know I was making silly faces. 🙂
Panda + n305er, dun blame me. Blame brown!
Andreas, no PMS yet.
Quest, oh yeah.
FF, wonder if the Straits Times is gonna report it.
Alica, hey its a very old joke! C’mon! Even a non-Singaporean knows about it.
Aja, not my fault its overpublicised you know.
babysalad, HUH?! PYJAMAS!?
Capella, read about her from Miyagi Caleb and Brown.
phantom, thanks for asking the permission. Yeah you may. 😀
Philip, welcome.
Bek, you’re Bek! Where have you been?
hey~ thnx for ur comments. n thnx for ur compliments about my hai color. lol
btw, how’s de Hotel 81 in Chinatown? cos i’m goin to SG next weekend n wana pick tht hotel too…hmm… but seems like tht’s not a good choice… kena fly airoplane pulak.
~^0^~
Dude, you need to nix the apologies and write your chapter breaks as cliffhangers. Leave ’em hanging. Panting for more. Like this:
Look at that. Two more periods and you got MAGIC, baby!
u look like grover.
I was here so many times, waiting for your updates o_0. Faster get a good sleep, then continue :p
Can I link you up?! 😀
aiyah… no need to sleep la. Just better get your fingers back on the keyboard. like right now! =)
Fact 1:
You booked into Hotel 81, a hotel infamous for trysts
Fact 2:
The women think you’re hot
I bet you had a very good night in Singapore. Hahaha. Next time you’re in town, I show you the underbelly.
i’ve started reading all your previous entries starting from entry no uno.usually alone la.but when i read this entry,my mom was behind me looking at the breast-bearing pic.aduih.shame me la 🙁
I always call it ten-penis 😀
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