The Wee Corner

I figured this site wouldn’t mean much if you don’t have some kind of background knowledge on how it all started. Here’s how it really all began with a bit of a comical twist here and there.

In The Beginning…

When I was still a sweet innocent young lad, I came up with the bright idea that it might help my future career prospects by wasting my summer holidays away by doing a summer internship in a Singapore based company called, National Computer Systems (NCS). Of course my every intention was to learn as much as I could about the industry and gain valuable contacts in hope that I may land a job once I graduate from the university.It was however not to be as the powers above decided that finding my future wife was a better purpose…thus was how that sweet innocent young lad was never to be seen again but in his place was a young fool helplessly head over heels when I was introduced to my team leader, Josephine. < Insert scandalous music here.> Many will argue that it is professionally un-ethical and utterly wrong for a superior to be dating a young subordinate like myself however being the hormonely driven man that i was, i didn’t really give too much crap about it. Anyway our friendship blossomed to the point that we would send each other instant messages through chat programs like ICQ, despite the fact that we were separated by a vast distance of 3 feet away from one another……discussing about work related stuff of course…..yeah right! We had to resort to such modern forms of communication for obvious reasons plus it did add to the mystery of the conversations knowing that it would have been difficult for either of us to clarify anything out loud without giving it away to others seated around us.Alas, nothing ever stays hidden for long and the truth about us was out around the office. By then, I had saw it fit to do a runner and return back to New Zealand to finish off my university degree. As luck would have it, Jo later decided that she would head over to New Zealand and pursue a post graduate degree (we all know the real reason though don’t we?) Yes I do admit, I was one lucky son of a b****.

Bells began to ring….but it wasn’t Christmas…what the..??

5 years later, when I could run no more and it was decided that on this day, men had to empty their pockets in exchange for a ring, we finally got married! Truth be told, I was a nervous wreck on our wedding day and the only thing that was on my mind throughout the day was that I was certain my performance would be much better at night…or so I thought. The day ended perfectly as I had imagine…..all exhausted followed by the melodious tone of coordinated snoring between Jo andnmyself to top it all off. Further elaboration on this would require a PG rating on the site which would just be too much work to set up so I shall hold fire on this topic.

The Honeymoon…..all was fine…

What a blast this honeymoon was! We saved up enough to afford a trip to London, Paris and Rome and managed to squeeze in trips to Singapore and Malaysia on the way so it was one heck of a holiday! If you want to check out our great adventure on this one, venture over to the Photo Album to view some of the photos. What the photos don’t show is how both Jo and I learnt not to buy dodgy donuts from a convenience store near our hotel. Yes….we experience massive runs during our first few days in London, which did slow us down a little bit but thankfully we recovered from that rather quick. It was a humorous sight nonetheless when you have this newly married couple that is knocked out on the bed and yearn to curl up with the bowl more than with each other.

It was positive…yikes!!!!

While still on our honeymoon in Singapore, we realized pretty quickly that things weren’t their usual self and Jo’s appetite became somewhat monstrous so eyebrows were raised pretty quick. There was an incident where nature was calling yours truly and I desperately needed to get back home but Jo was in such dire need for a feed that she insisted on looking for the nearest food stall while I head away and did my thing. It was only while I was on the royal bowl that I realized that there is only one possible explanation from this and it would require a certain doctor or “kit” to diagnose the situation.  I had turned several shades of pale grey and then later white once the results were known. Of course we went through the stage of denial and assumed that it was some powerful donut we had in the UK and spent somentime swearing at the dreaded chocolate donut but it slowly became obvious that no such potent donut exist. We then moved on to the possibility that the doctor we visited might be…shall we say…”full of it” so we decided to get a second opinion and visit yet another doctor. Needless to say, the second doctor was “full of it” as well.

Parenthood is bliss

Months have since gone by and as each day passes, I often look back and thank God that things worked out the way they did. I just know that once I’m old and grey, sitting on my hovering chair (use your imagination) and when not playing on my Playstation 10 (it will happen!), I will be reminiscing in these memories that I have carefully preserved on this little wee corner on cyberspace.