Wine and breeze and the music's silence

2008-12-18T23:23:00.003+08:00

Heng ar, I remember my blogger account password.

I know no one bother to come liao la.. I MIA so long haha, didn't expect to blog too. Don't care, just blog. shuang shuang nia.

Okies...

Lately, shop till my foot heel crack and bleed.
First time ok!!! in my life !!!!! quite amused. Used my phone to take a picture of it.

I don't know if it's the retail therapy, but I have been having real sleep in the longest time ever. Those that makes me feel fresh when I wake up in the morning. I feel great. Other than the need to buy this and that, it is really quite sian, but when I am out shopping, it's whole new world.

By the way, Xmas coming. What is your wish ???

Good chance no one will read this post, so I gonna just make the classic wish, but truthfully and honestly.

I wish ...

-For everyone around me to be really really happy this coming year and every year that follows.

-For everyone around to be super super super healthy, until no one needs doctors or pills anymore...

-For everyone around me to be free from effect of recession etc, and either maintain their wealth or increase by many many folds.

-For everyone around me to have many many lucky things happening to them till they feel very very fortunate.

-For everyone around me to chose the right path of life and never ever ever regret doing so.

-For everyone around me to find the things they think they lack to fill up whatever emptiness they felt before.

-For everyone around me to realize that they are actually being loved by a lot a lot of people around them so they won't feel lonely.

-For everyone around me to have even better bonds then they have now among their peers and never again have quarrels or betrayals or conflicts ever.

-For everyone around me to be free of stress and stay lifted throughout the rest of many many years to come.

(before anyone thinks I am so wei da, let me finish my wishes by saying)

-All those above wishes doesn't apply to anyone I super super dislike.

Random Read

2008-11-11T00:49:00.000+08:00

However ... did you know that you go to sleep at night on a pillow that is home to many thousands of dust mites ...which help keep our homes clean by consuming the tens of millions of skin cells we shed each day? Just pretend they're not there!

bbbrrrrbbbbrrrrbbbbrrr

2008-11-10T21:32:00.000+08:00

Whats with today's weather? I was practically shivering the whole day that my body feels tired from the shiver.

Their Musical

2008-11-04T23:56:00.005+08:00

Among the Anime Character within Hunter X Hunter, one of the character I like most goes by the name

Hisoka

The artist must have some kind of hidden twisted personality or what to have illustrated such character.

Hisoka
A perverted man - not in sexual sense
Someone who kills random people for the fun of it
gets adrenaline from killing
Go around provoking people for the fun of it and leave happily after everyone gets irritated
The bad guy but occasionally help the good guys depending solely on his mood.
Your friend one minute your enemy the next.
Lie for the sake of lying, just for fun, no need for benefits.
Talks with an extremely irritating pitch, but addictive.
Likes dangerous games, more dangerous the better
Smart, cocky, deceitful, unpredictable, mysterious, unreasonable
He have this special ability that can’t be seen with normal eyes, it’s a bubble gum like substance that is formed from his ‘inner energy’ from his fingers to his prey. Like a puppet master controlling his puppet, or like a spider who got its prey stuck to it.
Normal people ------
Build something
be proud of the result
soak themselves in pride of what they did
Gets high

Hisoka ------
Build something
be proud of the result
destroy what he build
Gets high

He is still my fav character, no idea why.

Hunter X hunter is so popular there are a series of musical made out of it.
Performed by some of the people dubbed the original voice/sound of the anime character.
This is one of the part I like, and it gives you a sense of hisoka’s twisted shit.
He randomly enter his friend’s ( Illumi ) mansion. ( Illumi’s family are all professional killers ) Got spotted by some of his family members. He randomly decides to make a fool out of them by using his bubble gum like ability to puppet play them. The last part of it was quite funny though.

The actor especially, original voice-er of hisoka in the anime itself, he truly acts out hisoka perfectly.

a n i m e

2008-11-04T17:45:00.000+08:00

Anime has been a part of my life since a decade ago, or longer. I watch them when I am down, I watch them when I am bored, it can also be considered my hobby. Most people around me knows I love them. Maybe some don’t know that I still watch them from time to time, but I do, when there are funny ones.

But one thing has been for sure, for the past decade, when people ask me, which is the best anime I’ve ever watched, I can name a few, but if I can only chose one, it will be

Hunter X Hunter

The first chapter of this manga series was published in 1998, and 1^st episode as an anime in 1999, 10 years since its debut. I have followed it since year 2000 I think. Very old, but nevertheless, one of the top as many would agree, and to me, it is the best. Those who have watched it before, you might not agree with me, but you will understand why I think it’s the best.

It’s a shame that the artist met with an accident some years ago and stopped drawing for a while, and still practicing drawing from his left hand or something or so I’ve heard.

But lately it seems the manga is going to continue from where it left off and I am so damn excited.

A 24 years old manga lover sounds damn no life, but I can’t deny my love for this particular one, at least I am not one of those otakus. Watching a series all over again for 6 times over the last 8 years doesn’t count right?

I think I gonna watch it a 7^th time, to refresh my memory on the story, before I continue reading the artist’s recent come back. It’s a hundred over episode, so ladies and gentlemen, if I didn’t reply ur msg on msn, I am probably on full screen watching the 100 over episode of ‘re-run’.

Selamat Datang

2008-11-02T23:09:00.004+08:00

moo scared the owl pek him but wanna take picture...

At super dark place, coz they have free flying owls and bats around, so can't take a clearer pic. The pic turns out like that...

Photos Photos and more Photos - image training - lame

2008-10-28T19:23:00.010+08:00

Thank You letter, from the same joke blog.

2008-10-26T20:01:00.000+08:00

If nothing else, EVERYONE please read the first one.

As we move rapidly into a new year, my heartfelt
appreciation goes out to all of you who have
taken the time and trouble to send me “forwards”
over the last 12 months. Thank you for making
me feel safe, secure, blessed, and wealthy.

~~*Extra thanks for the ones that I have to open
15 times to get to the message (due to going
past numerous Email addresses of people
I don’t know!!!)

Special thanks to whoever sent me the one
about rat crap in the glue on envelopes ’cause
I now have to go get a wet towel every time I
need to seal an envelope!

Also, I scrub the top of every can I open for the
same reason. Because of your concern, I no
longer drink Coca Cola because it can
remove toilet stains!

I no longer drink Pepsi, or Dr Pepper, since
the people who make these products are
atheists who won’t put “Under G~d” on their
cans.

I no longer use Saran wrap in the microwave
because it causes cancer.

I no longer check the coin return on pay
phones because I could be pricked with
a needle infected with AIDS.

I no longer use cancer-causing deodorants
even though I smell like a water buffalo on
a hot day!

I no longer go to shopping malls because
someone might drug me with a perfume
sample and rob me.

I no longer receive packages from, nor send
packages by, UPS or FedEx, since they are
actually Al Qaeda in disguise.

I no longer answer the phone, because
someone will ask me to dial a number for
which I will get a phone bill with calls to
Jamaica, Uganda, Singapore, and Uzbekistan.

I no longer eat KFC, because their “chickens”
are actually horrible mutant freaks with no
eyes or feathers.

I no longer have any sneakers — but that
will change once I receive my free replacement
pair from Nike.

I no longer have to buy expensive cookies
from Neiman Marcus, since I now have their
recipe.

I no longer worry about my soul, because
at last count I have 363,214 angels looking
out for me!

Thanks to you, I have learned that G~d only
answers my prayers if I forward an e-mail to
seven of my friends and make a wish within
five minutes.

I no longer have any savings, because I gave
it to a sick girl who is about to die in the
hospital (for the 1,387,258th time).

I no longer have any money at all - but that
will change once I receive the $15,000 that
Microsoft and AOL are sending me for
participating in their special email program.

Yes, I want to thank you so much for looking
out for me that I will now return the favor!

If you don’t send this e-mail to at least 144,000
people in the next 7 minutes, a large pigeon
with a wicked case of diarrhea will land on
your head at 5:00 PM (EDT) this afternoon. I
know this will occur because it actually
happened to a friend of mine’s next door
neighbor’s ex-mother-in-law’s second
husband’s cousin’s beautician!!!

Saw this at some jokes blog, interested

2008-10-26T19:34:00.001+08:00

Two Minute Management Course…..

Lesson One
An eagle was sitting on a tree — resting…doing nothing. A small
rabbit saw the eagle and asked him, “Can I also sit like you and do
nothing”? The eagle answered, “Sure, why not”? So, the rabbit sat on
the ground below the eagle and rested. All of a sudden, a fox appeared,
jumped on the rabbit and ate it.

Management Lesson: To be sitting and doing nothing, you must be sitting
very, very high up.
Lesson Two
A turkey was chatting with a bull. “I would love to be able to get to
the top of that tree; but, I haven’t got the energy”, sighed the
turkey. “Well, why don’t you nibble on some of my droppings?”, replied
the bull. “They’re packed with nutrients”. The turkey pecked at a lump
of dung and found it actually gave him enough strength to reach the
lowest branch of the tree. The next day, after eating some more dung,
he reached the second branch. Finally, on the fifth day, he found
himself proudly perched at the top. There, he was promptly spotted by a
farmer, who shot him out of the tree.

Management Lesson: Bull shit might get you to the top; but, it won’t
keep you there.
Lesson Three
A little bird was flying South for the winter. It was so cold, the
bird’s wings froze and he fell to the ground in a large field. While
he was lying there, a cow came by and dropped some dung on him. As the
frozen bird lay there in the pile of cow dung, it began to realize how
warm it was. The dung was actually thawing him out! The bird lay there
all warm and happy, and soon began to sing for joy. A passing cat heard
the bird singing and came to investigate. Following the sound, the cat
discovered the bird under the pile of cow dung and promptly dug him out
and ate him.

Management Lessons:
1.) Not everyone who shits on you is your enemy.
2.) Not everyone who gets you out of shit is your friend.
3.) And, when you’re in deep shit, it’s best to keep your mouth shut!!!

This concludes your two-minute management course.

我对生命的意义

2008-10-25T03:24:00.005+08:00

生命的意义是什么?
有的说只要在您的生命里，
有带给人很多快乐和欢心，
生命就有意义了。

也有人说，
只要有能力做您想做的事情，
生命就有意义。
你觉得呢?

我们来幻想一下，

其实啊，我们在来到地球之前，
都是天上的天使。

可是天使是永恒的，
他们的生命没有一个期限。
没有期限的生命，
怎么过。

像人类一样，
有时都会想去流浪，
有时都会想去旅行，
尝试一下一般都尝试不了的。

地球啊，
对天使来说，
就是旅游之地。

只不过，
不同就在于，
这个旅游路程上，
不只是为了买东西和吃好料。

他们单纯的希望，
能够过一次有期限的生活，
会结束的生命。
地球就是这样的一个地方，
一个有期限的地方。

旅游麻，
一般都带着好心情上路。
天使也是一样。
只是阿，
为了不要让他们的记忆干扰旅程的滋味，
到了地球的天使，
都喝了忘忆水。

有些人，
旅游时，
一遇到不顺的事情，
就烦恼埋怨。

有解人呢，
旅游时，
不顺利的事情，
只不过是一种尝试，
一个有趣的经过。

有些人就喜欢去美丽的地方，
有些人却喜欢去痛苦之地，
天使也有身活方式可以选。

有些天使选择了第三世界国家，
希望在他们的有限生命里，
能感受到与众不同的滋味。

有些天使对人间享受有兴趣，
想过完了有限生命后，
和其他的天使分享喜怒哀和乐趣。

其实啊，
不管他们怎么选择，
都逃不过要烦恼的过程。

只不过，
烦恼的东西不一样，
生命的过程阿，
也因此变得更加有趣。

应为生命有他的不同之处，
滋味也有彼此之间的区别。
所以呀，每个人的生命，
都是很完美的。

生命，
就是一种旅程。
不管你选的是什么路，
都有它的美丽之处。

对我来说，
生命的意义，
并不是在于你做过多少惊天动地的事，
而是在于您怎么对待人生，
怎么去不断的寻找它的美。

如果你有的是一颗黯淡的心，
再多美丽的东西出现了，
你也未必看得见。

为何不像旅游一样，
用一颗开朗的心去对待人生。
美丽的东西，
就会不断的出现在你面前。

欣赏它的美，
这个麻，
就是我对生命的意义。

that damn post

2008-10-25T01:13:00.001+08:00

Picture this.

Your life is healthy and you’re happy. You have many things in life that you wanted to do, and haven’t done. Going to exotic places and meeting interesting people. Best of all, you probably have a couple of good friends who would be more than willing to explore all the new things together, and all of you are looking forward to it.

You have a nice boyfriend who you think you will be getting married to and everything seems to go smoothly around you. Just some occasional ups and occasional downs, but still smooth. In short, your life seems to unfolds interestingly in front of you as you walk down the path you chose. You know what will happen next, you know how you will react. You know how people around you will be happy to share your happiness and so on and so forth.

One day, you felt weird, a few things have been going wrong in your body, and you thought “ah, just the usuals again.” It went a little bit more than you expected, and you reckon you should see a doctor anyway, to make sure everything is alright, just in case. It was just a ‘just in case’ thingy, and you didn’t really expect anything.

Next, you’re diagnosed with some chronic disease and certain issues if not taken care of properly, may result in death. Chance are still on the low side that you die, but it’s not impossible. Something like maybe, 60-40.

The things that you look forward to may not come true anymore because it requires you to risk your own life doing it. You future is vague.

Even if you don’t mind suffering and live on positively, you know you will eventually affect the people around you. To those who are closer to you, you know you might be a burden to them for all their life as long as you live. And you don’t want them to suffer together with you, because you love them very much, even if they are more than willing to. You think that one day they might not be able to take it anymore, and you might lose every reason there is for you to live.

How would you feel? Or what would you do?

Hotness

2008-10-21T23:06:00.003+08:00

Hot Hot HOT!!! I am so HOT!!! everything about me is HOT!!! My arms, my thighs my ass my tummy my everything!! So Damn HOT.

You ask why.

It's because I have what you don't.

Fever.

Damn.....

How did it happen?

2008-10-21T19:37:00.000+08:00

Can anyone lose two mobile phones in a week?
How????

What is going on?

2008-10-20T22:15:00.002+08:00

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My Old Love, Renewed

2008-10-19T20:05:00.004+08:00

Logic?

2008-10-18T21:59:00.001+08:00

Just find this quite complicatedly interesting.

Left, ,left, left right left

2008-10-13T00:35:00.005+08:00

Follow the instructions

Relax, don't think about anything.
Take a look at the girl dancing in this picture in the following link,
Does she turn clockwise or anticlockwise?

Right click 'the following' and Open in New tab.

the following

Clockwise = Right brainer
Anti Clockwise = Left brainer

Left Brain	Right Brain

• Verbal, focusing on words, symbols, numbers	• Visual, focusing on images, patterns
•Analytical, led by logic	• Intuitive, led by feelings
• Process ideas sequentially, step by step	• Process ideas simultaneously
• Words used to remember things, remember names rather than faces	• 'Mind photos' used to remember things, writing things down or illustrating them helps you remember
• Make logical deductions from information	• Make lateral connections from information
• Work up to the whole step by step, focusing on details, information organised	• See the whole first, then the details
• Highly organised	• Organisation ends to be lacking
• Like making lists and planning	• Free association
• Likely to follow rules without questioning them	• Like to know why you're doing something or why rules exist (reasons)
• Good at keeping track of time	• No sense of time
• Spelling and mathematical formula easily memorised	• May have trouble with spelling and finding words to express yourself
• Enjoy observing	• Enjoy touching and feeling actual objects (sensory input)
• Plan ahead	• Trouble prioritising, so often late, impulsive
• Likely read an instruction manual before trying	• Unlikely to read instruction manual before trying
• Listen to what is being said	• Listen to how something is being said
• Rarely use gestures when talking	• Talk with your hands
• Likely to believe you're not creative, need to be willing to try and take risks to develop your potential	• Likely to think you're naturally creative, but need to apply yourself to develop your potential

Me - Right Brain
If you read the left brain description you will never think of me one la, of coz I am right brained

Right Brain

• Visual, focusing on images, patterns
Yeah, I don't really like numbers to begin with.

• Intuitive, led by feelings
-Who can say I am not.

• Process ideas simultaneously
-I agree, but can't explain why.

• 'Mind photos' used to remember things, writing things down or illustrating them helps you remember
-Thats why I always forget names, dates, but remember events and behavior and sometimes faces. Just not names.

• Make lateral connections from information
-No idea, I can't even imagine what lateral connections means.

• See the whole first, then the details
-Well, sometimes I do things that I know I should do 1st, before complaining later on that it's damn unfair or sort.

• Organisation ends to be lacking
-Need I say more?

• Free association
-Yeap Yeap.

• Like to know why you're doing something or why rules exist (reasons)
-Where do I begin.

• No sense of time
-oooops, ok la, not as bad as some I know

• May have trouble with spelling and finding words to express yourself
-Always

• Enjoy touching and feeling actual objects (sensory input)
-I always touch those fragile satin lingerie with my rough edge fingers and scratch those expensive things. ( didn't mean it )

• Trouble prioritising, so often late, impulsive
-Right on.

• Unlikely to read instruction manual before trying
-More fun that way mar. Plus, sometimes when I read instructions, it actually confuses me more.

• Listen to how something is being said
-More like I want to know what is the intention behind la.

• Talk with your hands
-Can't stand not moving for too long.

• Likely to think you're naturally creative, but need to apply yourself to develop your potential
-I don't think I am creative ler, but I do think of a lot of things that people can't be bothered or find it stupid, only the people who enjoy stupidness finds it fun.

Change of plan

2008-10-12T22:46:00.000+08:00

We might have a tiny meal after all during the signing of papers and the, I do, I do thingy… I am not sure what it’s gonna be. I told moo that we didn’t need that. I had initially suggested a high tea at yumcha.com.sg if there are going to be any meals of sorts, not only its cheap, it’s not a place where we need to behave ourselves as much. He ended up wanting something better. He told me of a few places and the differences. I was kind of surprise, I didn’t know he did some research himself too. I gave up my yumcha suggestion after that, and I kind of regret raising the topic because I realize after that, that I just want to know if he is willing to do it for me if I want it. But after he agreed, I kind of feel that it’s not a need after all, for some reason he became the one to be so on about it. He even said my place of choice is too lok kok, and he have a better idea of where to hold the solemnization.

Although still having mix feelings about the tiny meal celebration, his intention alone made me feel happy.

On top of that, our initial agreement that we shouldn’t have any gowns and such was called off by him. He thought we should wear something nice. I raise objection base on affordability reason, but my objection was overruled when he firmly said “ Don’t Worry” to shut me up.

Other than that, instead of Jan the 10th, I might consult a fortune teller for the dates after all, I chose Jan 10th initially because it’s one month right after the day we’re officially together. And 011008 it is really easy to remember, too bad it’s not 007 at the back, if not I’ll be cool. 011-jamesbond. But after knowing Pam consulted a fortune teller and got the same date ( she told me before hand la, but I donno why I remember it as 16th Jan ) I thought to myself, why not consult the fortune teller too since we’re visiting him on our indo trip anyway. Sun bian sun bian

Plus when I asked moo if 10th Jan is a good idea after all, without even mentioning Pam’s wedding. He said he might want it to be at 10th of Dec instead, it is after all the exact date. I told him it’s a little too rush and why not wait until we consult the fortune teller before we decide? I forgot if he agree or disagree, I will ask again. But that’s the plan for now. Till our indecisiveness work up again.

So
10th of Jan

No Solemnization high tea/lunch

Another news is, Moo will be off to a genting trip tml, and I will be having the whole bed to myself.
No one to snatch blankets with.
And no one to strangle me in the middle of my peaceful sleep.
I can do my housework without any obstacles.
No one to buy me supper in the late night to fatten me up.
Also, no one to drive me home from work.

Weird

2008-10-10T14:57:00.001+08:00

It's funny when I realize there is someone I hate more than who I thought I hate most.

Hate

2008-10-10T02:20:00.002+08:00

Are you able to hate someone till
Upon sight of their photo.

Your heart stop beating for three seconds,
You find it hard to breathe,
You head started spinning,
You manage to breathe but breathe slowly and deeply,
Your head starts to ache,
Your jaw turns numb,
unable to let out a tiny bit of comment,
Your eyes narrowed,
You bite your teeth,
You imagine you have something sharp on your hand and you scratch his face all over,
The only reason why you didn't wish for his 'disappearance' is,
because you don't want to go to hell,
When photo is out of sight,
it took you 3 minutes to calm down,
and you thought
'what the hell.... -_-'
Then the photo appears again,
and it starts all over again.

Few Days...

2008-10-08T23:03:00.001+08:00

It’s not something new, but lately, it really hit me that eating the same type of food with different group of people taste very differently.

For instance, when you are only going out for dinner with your ‘not so close’ colleague whom you have something serious to talk about with. That French cuisine that is so expensive and suppose to be good might not taste that great during that dinner.

Then you go out with your crappy bunch of friends another day, and drop by the same place to have dinner again, already warning your friends that the place is just “so – so” and “not worth it” your friends are curious anyway and decided to just pop by and try, and you didn’t mind.

The dinner that day was filled with laughter and joy, and the food you’ve tried, although it’s still the same old foie gras with raw meat salad, plus lamb rack with rosti as sides, the food taste exceptionally different. Way better than when you first came. So you act smart and thought that they might have changed the chef somewhere in between and asked the main person in charge about it. It appears not. The only difference between the last dinner then and now, was your very own mood.

I found out recently that I am such type of people. Some people can judge the food without any other affecting factor, just food.

For me, if I am with people that I feel comfortable with, it seems that’s all that matters now. Recently, I’ve been to this steam boat café or something, those $15-$20 per person type. The first time I went there, I could eat a lot, I enjoyed the food very much in the company of my sister. So sometime later I went and brought someone else there, the particular person wasn’t enjoying herself very much, and she wasn’t being very nice that day anyway even to me. Might be in her pms mood, forgiven, but the meal that night was terrible, I forced myself to eat, and the prawns that used to taste so good before, tasted bland, it makes me feel like puking. Suddenly, I feel that the money I spent on eating the steamboat just wasn’t that worth it anymore. It is $15, but not a satisfying $15 spent.

Another announcement to make.

For my ROM, there would be no wedding dress, no dinner, no nothing, haven’t decide if there will be a buffet lunch at all or not, but so far, there won’t be anything. That also means there will be no bridesmaid. I know I know, it would have been fun and such if such thing is available, but those who wanted to be my bridesmaid for funs sake, I think I’ve told you the reason. So, anyway…

It will happen on the 10th of Jan if nothing goes wrong, the signing of papers and such, but other than that, nothing else.

Reason : Because we can’t afford.

To fill you in, I might just end up wearing a pure white dress with pure white bra and pure white panties and white shoes and white whatever there is. ( I don’t own any of this man ) With moo, who haven’t decide what to wear yet, go there, listen to the always so long and boring pre-I-do story, that almost made me fall asleep on Viki’s church wedding *sorry ar, I really almost fall asleep* and doing the head drop thingy, say “I do” then sign whatever paper there is going to be, and then go home sleep or go back to work?

After we settled our shelter thingy, we might go on a short trip or something if we are able to get a few off days, when we can finally have not so much worries.

Would take a long time I suppose? But it will come for sure.

Actually I have some other plans in mind, but I am not too sure about it yet, so am not planning to post it up yet, will update when I’ve really decided. I am saying this so the next time if there is another big change in me, you all won’t be too surprise. A lot of times people are surprise because they think I made a sudden big change or some sort, but I have been thinking about it for a while. Most of the time, a long long while, but I usually don’t say it out until I really have decided.

A long time ago, there was a period of time when I was seriously considering going back to indo to work for my dad, but I dropped that idea after 6 months of

Before anything, moo and me will go on a trip to Jakarta, to sign the pre nuptial agreement. I am so gonna bring him to the fortune teller and see what he have to say.

I only half believe what he says,
I mean, if he gonna tell you things that strikes you totally, you got to believe him, but when he say things that is so untrue, and the possibility of you being in denial is like, zero %
What else can you do but doubt him?

For example,

That old man tells me I am a “xiao hua” in secondary school life.
‘Xiao Hua’ basically means someone who is so pretty and bright, she is the school’s most popular and sought after girl.

I come from an all girls school, that might not be so related, but he told me I am surrounded by a lot of guys, and I am popular among guys. That is so NOT true. I am about the most unpopular ones compared to any other girls and I seldom really have any guy friends at all. I just stick to the few I know and most of the time, they don’t stay in my life for long coz I hardly ask them out coz I don’t feel comfortable around male species of humans and I am kind of sick of that sickening feeling. The few who I became comfortable with, end up being my ex boyfriends and now, moo, whom I am very happy with.

Then again, despite all the inaccuracy the old man pointed. I still feel excited seeing him every single time coz it is just so interesting to feel like your life have been predicted although it is not really. And I haven’t been to any kind of fortune telling session with moo before, so I wanted to see that side of him too. Plus, moo haven’t been on a plane before, so this time I can be the smart one and lead him around the airport despite having very bad sense of directions. Once a while, I just feel like acting smart. It’s not a sin, it’s just damn lame.

So, I finally met a friend from Aus who will be in town for a while, it’s been so long since I’ve last seen her and I can’t help but hug her when I saw her. Mutual hug, and it’s not just for the action’s sake, it’s really a hug hug hug.

She changed, her looks a bit here there, but she is always so fit. I feel so damn guilty that I forgot to wish her birthday on her birthday itself and when I remembered, I knew that I have to make up with the birthday present. Thankfully, my understanding of her isn’t wrong at all and I got her just what she needs.

After a whole day of fruitless shopping, we made reservations at Dian Xiao Er at marina square, and I think I went there at a bad time to make the reservations, about an hour before they open for dinner. I feel a bit pai seh. In the middle of the whole eating area, the staff there really stand in 2 straight line facing each other but looking downwards with both hands on their back in a ‘did something wrong’ position. Someone was standing in between the 2 straight line walking up and down and scolding them very loudly, but I had to interrupt and take my queue number. I overheard a bit of the verbal punch and it seems they have some kind of point system whereby when the staff did something wrong in customer service area, points will be deducted. God knows what will happen when the points are down to zero, but they seem very strict on their service attitude.

We paid about $20 each for a very satisfying and chatty meal thankx to the 10% off with my sis’s don’t know what card. If not it would have been $22. That $2 is worth 2 bus ride home after all.

After some more minor shopping, while walking over to azabu sabo for desserts, we walk pass soo kee in the middle of no where so I pointed to the brilliant rose display and say,
Me “hey, that’s the brand of diamond zanguo for for me”
Sister - “oh yeah, so how much is it”
Me - “2.5k”
Sister - “what???” ( jumps in front of me and have a close look at the diamond, although it’s not the first time she see it )
Friend - “ he must have doted on you a lot”
Me – “yeah”
In azabu sabo sitting.
Sister – “I’ve never worn such expensive things before “
Me – “yeah me too, this is my first time”
Sister – “so how does it feels”
Me – “ should be good la, but can’t help and feel a bit stress, when it runs to the back of my neck and occasionally when I touch the front to check, I will have a shock of my life, it can be quite scary. “
Sister – “ha ha”

Everyone is still the same, I am still bad with directions, she is still a shopaholic, my sis still likes to explore around alcoholic drinks, and we’re all still happy.

I was quite a shopaholic during the time when I was in Melbourne too, that I live on snacks and instant noodle for a long period of time. I don’t know what happen to me that made me switch from a shopaholic to a foodaholic. I put on weight and I don’t have many things on hand to soak myself with the satisfying pleasure of shopping with, and everything I totally enjoyed eating turns to shit in the end.

But why? Why couldn’t I resist food.

~~Not enough will power~~

Direct translation ‘neng chi shi fu’ being able to eat is a fortunate thing in life.

This shall be my ~~excuse~~ reason from now on if someone tells me to stop eating so much.

Yeah, serve me right for being fat.

Damn it.

Then again, you can’t really blame me when they serve such nice BeiJing Ducks around. Why do I crave for it again in such a short time?

Shall we?? Again?

Maybe not. CONTROL~!!~!!~!~!!

Childhood

2008-10-06T02:30:00.002+08:00

Those colorful little things in the basket.

Were those your childhood pet?

Those poor colorful little chicks.

Reality post

2008-10-02T21:54:00.002+08:00

Went to Hdb hub today, realize it’s still better to get a flat from the open market.

Went to plaza sing and back to good earth. I have to say, despite all the bad slamming I’ve seen on some forums. I am still quite satisfied with their ~~digging toe nails~~ services.

I brought a reluctant moo over. He is reluctant because he thinks pedicure are for girls only. I manage to psycho him in the end, although as usual, he is whining all round about things that he is not that willing about.

He ended up enjoying the session, and his feet have a different look, not bad at all.
He honestly likes the service there.

We walk pass the sales event from Carrefour in the square and saw those juicer thingy…

Moo got excited, and we can’t decide between the juice extractor type or the blender type.

Basically, juice extractor type have this compartment where it will filter all the fiber and things that you will find untasty in a juice. A blender on the other hand, gives you all the fiber you needs from a fruit, but it’s not gonna be as pleasant to drink for some people. I like the blender because fiber = good. Plus you can make papaya milkshake with it. I like my papaya milk shake thick. Plus we can ice blend things with it. If it’s the juice extractor, any ice blended things we attempt to make might just end up becoming a diluted whatever.

So we chose the blender.

It was only $24.90

We bought dinner and watermelon. And the excited moo, 1st time using a blender, wants to blend the whole watermelon.

I thought it will be too much for both of us, indeed it is.

We finished it anyway because the watermelon is so red and sweet. Thus making our tummy bloated like hot air balloon.

The only not so wonderful thing is that. It turns out, he really hates the fibery part of the juice. He got so ‘bu gan yuan’ enough for him to drag me out again, drive all the way to plaza Carrefour to get the juice extractor type, also $24.90

On his van, he told me he should have never trusted my views on the juicer

( get ready,

one

two

three

"AAWWWWWWWWW" )

Unfortunately, the last set was gone. And the only thing we bought back was 2 extra watermelons.

He was looking so sad like a kid who lost his new toy, which he haven’t even bought.

With the 2 watermelons in his hands, he said…

“let’s juice one more up when we get home.”

too bored

2008-10-01T00:29:00.000+08:00

I've changed my profile~~~~~ too bored.

Wierd

2008-09-30T22:40:00.003+08:00

Why do I feel so tired lately, it's not like I have done anything special.
I just feel tired.

On top of being tired, I feel restless.

Kind of went back to the days where I just feel like sleeping whole day through, without feeling unwell.

Maybe it's the endless rain, but sunshines always comes after rain, do they?

Moo?

2008-09-29T21:28:00.004+08:00

I am bored, so lets play.

Guess which brand of milk does this cow lives in.

It is just it

2008-09-28T22:03:00.004+08:00

When things happen, good or bad, happy or unhappy, lucky or not.

Things just happen.

Sometimes it looks like a land of mines.

Sometimes it looks like a shit hole.

Sometimes it looks very green and fresh.

Sometimes it looks flowery and beautiful.

Sometimes it looks gory and stomach turning.

Sometimes it looks painful and ironic.

Sometimes it looks pleasant and relaxing.

Sometimes it looks spicy and interesting.

Sometimes it looks like a pool of pearls.

Sometimes it looks like a soft eternal bed.

In the end, everything just happens when they do.

It Is Life, and it is nothing extra ordinary.

If it happens to you, it happens to 93242948753847108375238475 other people.

It is just a matter of how much of you are affected when it happens.

Don’t get offended by this post if you are.

I feel stale today, thus the stale post.

Necklace, not a ring.

2008-09-28T22:03:00.003+08:00

Why.

If I say it’s because it’s close to my heart, it’s gonna sound like the typical lameliness.

I will tell you why.

Whatever matters to you might not matter to me.

Whatever matters to me might not mean anything to you too.

I sometimes have this habit of clenching my fist and pressing it against my chest when I am terrified or worried about anything.

Now when I do that, I have something to hold on to, I actually do.

(before this necky I also hold on to my other necky and bite them when I stress or what la, but this one different mar, plus I probably won’t bite it, unless subconsciously. Luckily I have this auto necky biting resistant switch so I won do it in public la, so I think I haven’t really do it in public before…)

*so now everyone knows to stay away from my necklaces*

If it doesn’t sounds like anything special to you, it’s good. Coz it is something special to me, and not necessary everybody else, that’s why it’s uniquely me.

If you want to hear the other reason.

Rings are kind of tin tei.

Which reason you want to believe? Lol or both.

One ring is enough, that traditional wedding band.

Sho Prise Sal

2008-09-26T22:26:00.008+08:00

It was a shocking experience, in a good way. I would call it a shoprise.

It was moo’s 23rd birthday. He did a chalet thingy which I find rather exaggerating for just a birthday. I mean who on earth at this age celebrate their birthday like this unless they are some rich, don’t know where to spend their money on type of fella.

They ordered a 30 person buffet thingy, which I thought was quite costly, and the location they chose for chalet cost a bomb. At least not something we could afford in a blink of an eye.

I know about the chalet a while before the day itself, and I nagged at him almost every night for spending so much, just for a birthday.

It was suppose to be a 3 days 2 night chalet initially, but it turned out to be a 2 days one night because of some changes. He didn’t tell me about it, and I got into trouble at work although most probably not because of that few extra hours off. But I blame him anyway for not telling me earlier, because I got blamed for something which I don’t think I did wrong, and I need someone else to pass the pissed off mode to. It was that unlucky moo.

On top of that, I did the everyday nagging, since he complained almost every night that he is broke and such. Yet he still ‘generously’ spent so much money on holidays and birthday, he is contradicting himself and it irritates the hell out of me.

The birthday chalet was filled with people I don’t know, well at least 50% of them, and moo was all around talking to so many people, forgetting to introduce anyone to me other than three of them.

I felt weird because of the number of foreign faces and I thought moo was just enjoying himself in his birthday, so I continued playing with my dear godson and enjoying myself while half helping out too.

It was late and he haven’t start his cake cutting ceremony and I took the initiative to ask if he needs me to help him prepare the cake. He was busy talking to people , sweating like the 1st time I met him in cineleisure and looking frantic, it look like he did more than he could handle to celebrate a birthday. I kind of pitied him coz, so much for a birthday, all he did was entertain and sweat.

I prepared the cake and candles, and somehow everyone was summoned back into the chalet for the traditional birthday singing and cake cutting. I became lost during the time when I was suppose to get the singing started, I failed, I felt damn awkward facing so many people I didn’t know, and I was in the center with moo, and I panic. Stage fright will be a simpler word for it. Same reason why I didn’t want to be the mcee of Viki’s wedding.

I tongue tied and luckily one of his cheekier buddy maybe somehow noticed and got me out of the situation by taking the lead.

After the singing and making his wish (god knows what, I haven’t ask him too) and blowing out the candles. That same cheeky friend of his took out the 2nd cake and say there was another cake, for me.

I thought it was his usual style of joke so I ignored and thought it was just another cake they bought extra without coordinating properly. Saying the cake is for me was just some usual lame excuse for his miscoordination. That was typical of him after all.

I thought wrong.

Another buddy of his moved me to the side of the table back facing the back door. I thought it was just to move me away from the center because moo was the main character after all. I just complied.

In a chor lor way, I used the cake cutting plastic knife to cut the ribbon in a sawing way coz I can’t untie the knot. In front of 30 odd people which half I don’t know, I take off the cover of the box.
(The same time when one of his buddy went through the back door destroying spider webs on his way to pass him the 'magic items' in order to shun my view)

There was a big forever friends cake, (which I thought was Winnie the pooh) and the creamed word ~~‘happy birthday’~~ ‘will you marry me’

Shoprise was what I felt. I honestly think the shock numbs a huge part of the surprise and my stage fright didn’t help.

My mind flew off.

My leg turned soft.

I moved a few step backwards, almost trip over a chair.

Someone held on to my arms and moved the chair away. ( I don’t know who, too shocked to notice )

Someone took the box cover from me. ( I don’t know who, too shocked to notice )

Next thing I saw was moo holding a box of rose with a tiara like hair clip decorated, but the main thing was the shiny little twinkling thing in the middle of it all.

Knelt down, and smiled to me.

I didn’t dare look up to anyone, I know everyone was looking.

I didn’t manage to come out with a yes.

My mouth, my hands and legs were numb.

My mind was numb as well.

Everyone was asking for my answer

The answer was just ringing loudly in my mind. YES.

But I said “ but he haven’t asked!!” ( I meant verbally )

Background sound “the cake means ask liao mar”

I nodded my head quietly and slightly.

Moo being the gundu he always was, stood up from the kneeling position before the ‘yes’ came out of my mouth. He was a kan chiong gundu. From what I heard, when I was preparing the cake he was looking like an ant on frying pan already, so I bet he already lost his mind from all the courage gathering for the kneel.

Despite the gunduness, I am as lost myself, thus not noticing the flaw.

He help me put on the necky, and forgot to pull my hair out of the necky, it looked like he was trying to choke me with my hair extension and I look like a tighten eggplant or something.

I was shivering, I didn’t dare look at eye level the whole time, looking at the floor.

I quickly proceed to cut the cake after moo kill off the mood for teasing time.

My hands were shivering, very obviously, and I did the worst cake cutting job ever.

Everyone slowly spread out and went back outside.

It took a while before the numbness goes away and the shivering stays, the impact all came together at me.

Surprise, guilty, touched, lost, still very much in shock.

I owned up to his buddies that during the nights where he had been out planning this whole thing with his buddies, I thought he were out having fun and spending lots of $ and coming back to complain that he is broke.

At one point I nearly cried and my tone changed, but being the way I always am, I manage to hold back the gulping gush of air and tears. Went back to my normal tone of speech, the non crying, acting normal type. I felt so guilty…

When I was forbidden to go to the chalet early, I thought it was just because of me already nagging so much at moo, so he didn’t want me to help him to the decorations coz he thought I would complain, when he insist I shouldn’t go although I offered to help, I thought it’s just another cow stubbornness of him.

Pam did guessed that it might be a proposal, but really, his bank didn’t have any changes last I saw, I have his atm card with me which I use to withdraw money when I don’t have enough cash at my work place. I would have known if there was a big change. If a proposal needs an expensive ring, then it is surely not a proposal. What I didn’t know was his buddies bank account which he sought help from to prevent me from finding out.

Viki did a great job hiding it from me this time, coz usually, I would have gotten a tiny bit of hint that something is up and prepare for it. She didn’t give me that kind of chance this time. She was just waiting to see my million dollars face.

Moo himself, although he didn’t do a good job hiding, I misunderstood his intention anyway, so I didn’t find out.

The few days when he was being nag at me, he told me I would enjoy the chalet too.

I just casually thought he must have somehow mistook some behavior of mine as party craving or some sort and I couldn’t care less. When he said I would enjoy, I just replied “ya la ya la… enjoy ur head. So expensive, u crazy one u, one birthday nia, my grand-est birthday wasn’t half as grand.”

Very sarcastically.

Now, very guilty, happy, but can’t help to worry about more things to come. Good and bad.

I know the good will be there if I manage to cross the bad, but will I ever cross over?

sssssssshhhhhhhhhhhhh

2008-09-22T22:45:00.001+08:00

I am super duper pissed off today, the ultimate shitty shit shit pissed off.

Recently there is a new guy who applied for a full time job. And of coz, new fellas are always without fail, for me to look after.

Especially this one because he is gonna work with me in the shop since my boss started his 2nd outlet in another place.

From reviews from my younger cousin when she sees him in his interview with my uncle, he seemed to be the honest type.

From his resume, he changes job every single year, all along doing retail line, and was a manager before. His retail job was quite diverse like my past resume, but since he is much older, he got much much much more experience than me in retail, from electronics to fashion to food and beverage to many others.

I kept my opinion to myself when I saw him, thinking maybe I am being cynical but he doesn’t seems like an honest type, or to be more exact, he seemed like someone who is trying hard to look simple, honest, and hardworking to top it off.

After the busy event, it went back to our normal retail working life.

The 1st 2 days working with him, made me realize he remembers what I said. With him remembering his duties and the shop’s cleaning routine, I thought I could concentrate on what I have to do.

I was instructed by my boss to make him read some materials so he can learn too, and I did, and he did read some, but probably didn’t put any heart into it. After realizing he wasn’t that interested in boring text about wines. He continues his other usual job, serving customers, and asking me about wines. I can understand that even if someone is interested in wines, book may bore him to death. So I didn’t mind the fact that he kept asking me things, and I happy teach/tell him what he is curious about, or act curious about.

Plus when I ask him to do simple jobs, he asked me how to proceed, although completely amazed by his inability to think, I made extra effort to simplify every single thing by explaining everything I can bit by bit and parts by parts. I felt super guilty because it suddenly hit me that he might be a bit down on his mental that’s why the frequent job change and as willing as he is, he might not be up to his previous jobs etc. I felt guilty because I was supposed to be the cynical person in the first place although not openly known, I thought he look like the asshole type who act innocent. I was completely prepared to make up for my pessimistic wrongful impression of him by being super patient with him.

After that 1st 2 days, I realize, although he does his job on time, he didn’t do it well.

On the 3rd day, after he complete his shift, I take a look around and look at the outcome of things he did.
It confuses me a lot, coz I remember seeing him do his job, but how come it look like nothing was done. I had to re do it anyway coz I didn’t like the way it is.

The 4th day was his off day.

The 5th and 6th day ,

I made him do another job, it was considered half a job since I continued the next half, but during my 2nd half of the job, I realize again, it look like he haven’t do anything at all, but I know I saw he did.
Confuses me totally.

On the 7th day

During the second day of his official time in the shop, I told him I had something on this week, I will put my usual weekly off on Wednesday, and I will take a few hours off a day before and a day after, thus not affecting his working hours at all. I asked him if it was alright, he said yes. I asked if he could cope, he said yes. I ask if he can do all this and this, he said yes too.

I added one more job for him, and again, I simplify it as much as I can. It’s not that hard of a job, as nothing is new, and he had done it once before in his life in this shop. And I even draft out a list of things steps by steps for him coz I didn’t want to totally rule out that last 1% of possibility that he is indeed a little down on his mental. I also let him know that he can call me anytime if there is any doubts in anything at all. My phone will be with me all the time.

He said ok.

That day I was quite satisfied, coz a chalet (although forced to go type) I was happy that I could take a break although still worrying about the shop, I don’t mind a little time to relax.

That day,
I finish what I had to do, and I was casually looking at him doing his job out of curiosity, wondering how he could complete a job three times faster than me.

The sight rendered me complete speechlessness.

He is as good as cutting all his job into 4 parts and complete only a part of it to make it look like he finish everything. Sure he touched a part of everything, but nothing was really completed.

Would anyone whose mental was a bit low be that clever?

I was pissed, but being the nice person I always am, *ahem* I tell him nicely, without raised voiced and without a hint of temper, I told him that he should do this job this and that way.

The reason why I was pissed was because, this is the 3434513412365677th time I realize that I should have trusted my own instinct or 6th sense or whatever you want to call it.

So I was right about him being a smarter lazy ass. But guess what, this is not the reason why this post is even up today.

The 8th magical day, his off day, today.

The shocking thing is, maybe not so shocking if you put all the pieces together la, but the pissing piss piss part is

HE QUIT!

Right before the day the chalet starts.

I didn’t receive the news from him. I receive the news from my boss who came down from his outlet to pass me something.

I was shock, yes.

Asked the reason why, it seems the lazy ass said something about having nothing to learn.

HE CHOSE NOT TO READ!!!!!! I didn’t say that out loud la, but still.
And I proceed to tell my boss about the few hours off a day before and after my off day because I have something on.
I got blamed for scaring that fragile little 38 years old once a manager guy away.

Reason of it being my fault, because I took a few hours off a day before and after my routine off day. which means leaving him alone in the shop for say like about an extra of 10 hours or lesser, more than what it should have been.

AND HE RAN!!! QUIT!!! RIGHT IN MY FACE!!!! BECAUSE OF THIS????
Pissed off about 2 things if u notice!

-About an asshole being an asshole acting like a non-asshole but is indeed a freaking lazy asshole.

-About my boss hiring someone although his resume is off the norms he chose to trust his petty little assumptions and blaming me because that off the norm person has predictably quit. Just didn’t expect it to be so soon.

After telling my boss that I did do my job in letting him learn things and such, so the reason about him not learning anything is a bit odd. ( meaning behind it = he freaking don’t want to learn himself it’s his choice what. What cannot learn anything, more like don’t want to ) and I did tell him on what he should do when I am not around, and it’s not hard.

He just say casually “oh, maybe he has a problem too”

He acknowledge that he MAY have a problem.

He left some instructions to me and went off.

I was there thinking, yeah, maybe when I know that the guy is a non-tard but act tard. I shouldn’t have left him alone that 8 hours extra.

So I sms-ed my boss and said,

I am sorry if I really did scare him off.

He replied

No worries, ( good ) hope you grow from this too ( neutral )

Coz I was thinking, sure, grow, grow to learn that there are actually asshole near me.
Nearer than I thought it would affect me.

So next time I meet another of such asshole, like my boss mentioned halfway during the ‘he quit’ conversation.

Translated by me as

That I should have tried standing in his position, that he is a fragile little 38 years old once a manager man, not knowing what to do in retail line although he has been working in retail line all his freaking life since the year my younger brother was born. That I should not leave such a fragile clueless guy alone for too long, because he will be so very lost despite his 22 years of experience.

This is my pissed off number 3 for the day.

Just imagine if I really have to do that the next time another similar type cheated my boss into hiring him.

The ironic part is, I really love this job, I love working in a wine shop.
Although it is a family business, frankly, I can’t get off days as easy as a normal job, precisely because it is family business and there are obligations, and I do know that they probably hire me base on blood relations instead of my abilities, but then again, if they could hire someone like him, why not me.

Anyway, I guess all job has shitty shits like that, and no one is an exception. And although no one is an exception, I want to complain about it coz it ruins my mood totally, especially right before a so called relaxing birthday celebration chalet. The feeling of ‘looking forward to it’ mood, that I hardly managed to pick up after some effort, went down the drain just like that, STRAIGHT down.

Talk about loving the job. Not long after I started this job, way back. My boss asked, what was the main reason that made me chose to work here. ( wine shop)

In my mind, thoughts were flying. I was really quite interested in wines, alcoholic drinks etc. but the top of top most apparent reason was of coz, money.
Who don’t need money to survive.

So I decided to not wear the superficial ‘because I love wine very much’ type of face and tell him one word,

“money”

You can imagine all the “I believe that ………….. yada yada” talk I got after that.

Apparently like any other aw so inspiring type of guy, he believes in working for interest not for money.

So inspiring it almost brought me to tears. Because it sounds like the type of thing that everyone knows everyone wants to hear thus saying it repeatedly without shame although they don’t mean it.

For my boss case, he might mean it, but at the same time knowing he can only do so because he got a rich daddy who would not hesitate to pay for his expenses even though he is at such age. He knows it, that’s why he can give that inspiring speech of boringness and expect me to comply.

I felt like telling him, ‘like that, don’t take salary la, all give me, I need it more than you.’

But knowing what kind of typically aw inspiring, only want to hear the politically correct answer type of guy he is, I gave him what he want, like I always do, until now.

And here, I end my long long ranting post. Thank you for bearing with me until now. I am off to preparing for tomorrows instruction for my ex-part timer, a 16 years old girl who will not run off because she will be left alone for a mere few hours a day.

A little irony

2008-09-08T23:42:00.000+08:00

The newest thing moo has done is to dye his hair.

An uncle who work with him occasionally saw his hair, and said

“wah, you dyed your hair, now you look much younger~~~”

Moo smiled happily as the uncle continued

“you used to look like 30 over years old, now you look like twenty eight only~, not bad.”
Moo watches him hop into his car and drive off feeling stabbed because the uncle wasn’t trying to tease him at all.

My Desire

2008-09-06T02:08:00.002+08:00

Vampire Diaries (pc game)
Released in Year 1996

http://www.nightworld.net/forbiddengame/tvdgame/

Considered as rare game now, been looking for it for, years (once a while interval) but found none.

Anyone have any clue on how to get my hands on this. Please let me know.

Aaahhhhh, this song....

2008-08-31T01:24:00.000+08:00

Tonight
In a pub
with live performance of this nostalgic song

This is an old song, or rather, an outdated one to some.
I used to love this song to bits but it soon became a forgotten parcel of my life.

A short song which tells a lovely story
one that aches your heart
one that makes you give a sigh of sweetness.

Enjoy ~

Love me
By Collin Raye

I read a note my Grandma wrote back in 1923
Grandpa kept it in his coat, and he showed it once to me
He said, "Boy, you might not understand, but a long, long time ago,
Grandma's daddy didn't like me none, but I love your Grandma so.

We had this crazy plan to meet and run away together
Get married in the first town we came to and live forever
But nailed to the tree where we were supposed to meet instead
I found this letter, and this is what it said :

"If you get there before I do
Don't give up on me
I'll meet you when my chores are through
I don't know how long I'll be

But I'm not gonna let you down
Darling wait and see
And between now and then
Til I see you again

I'll be loving you
Love, Me."

I read those words just hours before my Grandma passed away
In the doorway of the church where me and Grandpa stopped to pray
I know I've never seen him cry in all my fifteen years
But as he said these words to her, his eyes fill up with tears

"If you get there before I do
Don't give up on me
I'll meet you when my chores are through
I don't know how long I'll be

But I'm not gonna let you down
Darling wait and see
And between now and then
Til I see you again

I'll be loving you
Love, Me."

La lala La lala La lalalala

2008-08-23T03:02:00.001+08:00

Joanna Wang - Lost In Paradise

I know that it might sound strange
But you made my seasons start to change
It happened so suddenly
Like heaven has waited up for me

I've just been looking so long
Kept meeting my Mr.wrong
In every model and every size
Now my fantasy
Is staring at your eyes

Sometimes you think I'm beautiful
But I don't know
I'll keep it to myself
You say it. It feels wonderful
My smile can show
I'm lost in paradise

The letters you wrote to me
Showed me the signs I've never seen
I thought every man I'd want
Falls out of a dating magazine

But now I know that with you
That was so far from the truth
On every page and every line
Now you've my everything
I guess you know how to read my mind

I know
I guess that it shows
The message that flows to me
Make it more worth than make believe

My Love

2008-08-22T23:10:00.002+08:00

For taste
For value
For satisfaction

Taste notes : My own version
Jelly
Lychee
Vanilla
Honey
Apricot
Sweet sweet sweet

The Exception

2008-08-22T23:00:00.002+08:00

Not all ice wine are that fantastic, but some really destroy your mood.

Avoid at all cost
Melted plastic with huge amount of sugar added
Thats how it roughly taste like
I sure do hope other Sauternes don't taste like that
There is still a possibility that my taste bud was trying to be funny that night when I try this bottle of sweet thing
But that would mean that both my sister's and my cousin's taste buds decided to be in cahoots with mine to tease the hell out of us?

Taste Me

2008-08-22T22:44:00.004+08:00

Just one of the few Sweet Wines that will be available for tasting during the moon cake festive season.

Banfi Brachetto is a unique red sparkling wine. Sweet and appealing, Brachetto may be enjoyed as a delicious aperitif, between-meal or after-dinner sparkler.

Aromatic with a hint of rose petals and raspberries, Banfi Brachetto d'Acqui is perhaps the only wine in the world that marries well with chocolate, especially dark or bittersweet. Delightful, vivacious and aromatic, it can also be enjoyed with strawberries, fruit salads and a wide range of desserts.

Foods~~~

2008-08-19T22:04:00.003+08:00

Like I said, I will post something about the place I’ve went. That French place “le bistrot du sommelier” it’s located at the row of shop houses diagonally opposite of paradise center.
Its open by a French who use to own a small restaurant in a small village in France, but came to Singapore to try out instead. Thank god that he did, if not we wouldn’t have been able to taste wonders, especially when it is just nearby my place.

When we go in, it look like a humble eating place with some nice ambience. Their wine list was superb, a lot of variety but then again, as usual, wines in restaurant = expensive. The good thing is that as long as you buy a bottle from them, they won’t charge you corkage charge even if you bring another 3 or more bottles of wines of your own. I came to a conclusion that their wines are about $30 +- more expensive than the retail price of specialty retail store. So that 30 dollar extra, if you bring in another 2 bottles, ( that makes 3 bottles in total ) it will be as good as corkage charge of $10 per bottle. Which is rather cheap compared to other places of per bottle charges. The wines there though, the cheapest is at 60 dollars.

Their wine menu was so much more to read than their food menu. The food menu was just a piece of paper stuck on a board that looks like a piece of wooden carton that is used to keep bottles in 1/6 dozen.

But that piece of paper was something none of us could figure out at first, we did make out that the 1st two categories are nothing but appetizers, the main was at each category etc, but nothing more. The “semi-in charge” ( I think ) person had to explain to us what the menu is all about because we definitely took long enough to decide our orders and we still look as lost. Attentive point is definitely up for this one. ( no one on my table asked for help, he came initiatively and he did give us ample time to look at the menu before he reckons that maybe we’re lost. Not pushing us or anything at all. )

With his guidance and additional information of three off the menu main course. Rabbit, Lamb, Duck, (forgot the name of those la) we made our order and waited in excitement. They all sounded so interesting.

We didn’t know what to expect coz the only info we all know about is that my brother saying they had good reviews on some food critics website/forums.

We ordered an appetizer platter, which was in fact meant for the consumption of one person only. We didn’t know since its platter and usually, doesn’t that mean that it’s for sharing. We’re informed, but we chose to still just share the appetizer as we don’t really want to burn a hole in our pocket and we’re not sure if it’s that fantastic after all.

They are so nice, they gave us extra servings for our platter. Enough for four of us to have a good taste of everything they have on it. Some of the variety we had to share half half for some la, but they cut the meat thicker so we still have enough to feel satisfied. Both my cousin and my brother had a go on the foie gras and didn’t like it. Who could be happier than to eat what they didn’t like, me and my sister.

The bread, I have to say, the bread they serve with the appetizer. It look like those French bread, long long de, which you cut into many slices and eat with pate or dip them into olive oil etc. The bread they serve was something like that, just darker in color, and super mini size. It’s the whole long bread in super mini size, it is served warm and smells good. The appetizer really served its purpose of getting our stomach ready for the upcoming course.

The food came, it was more than pleasant. Maybe because we don’t frequent French Cuisine at all, but the food there is really something. My brother ordered baby cow thingy… it came rather thin but definitely big in its “area” ( mathematical term ). There was a weird paste on top, so the waiter explained, it is made from anchovies, you might or might not like them, so just have a taste 1st, if you don’t like it, just put it aside, if you like, spread it all over.

The moment I hear the word anchovies, I KNEW I will like it. I said I wanted to ‘try’ it because it’s a typical excuse you use to dig into someone else’s food. And I am right, I LOVE it.

I tried the paste by itself once, and tried it with a chunk of his baby cow once. It tasted differently both time and I love it both time. I am so going to order that the next time I go there, it might be very unadventurous, but what am I to do? I feel in love with it, not my usual self.

My main is next to come and ( when I ordered the rabbit thingy, I felt like there is a glance from either the direction of my brother or my cousin, a glance that means I am the most cruel thing on earth, eating a rabbit ) they still dug into my rabbit. It’s filled with cheese sauce, and although their cheese sauce isn’t the typical cheese sauce.

Although I love it too, good texture and not too thick, you won’t get “er xin” feeling even if you eat up the whole plateful of cheese sauce with the mash potato, I have to say I am not really a fan or rabbit as food after that. That was my 1st rabbit eating and it taste very familiarly like chicken, but the texture was different, but not in my favorite list of meats. But the cheese sauce and mash potato was good, but of but, I still hope I ordered my brother’s baby cow topped with anchovies paste.

The next main up is my sister’s and cousin’s, they decide to share a main for two. Cow donno what, although cut into pieces, it’s still big pieces/chunks. It’s medium done I think, I’ve tried a little, the combination of the beef and their sauce, red wine sauce, I remember the word “balance” came into my mind when trying it. I guess it’s because the smell of beef and the sauce doesn’t cover each other up. It complements each other and you can really taste each of them individually to bits even when you put them all into your mouth together. The only down side is that their medium look a little more uncooked compared to other steaks I’ve tried, some people may not like it. That said, although the meat looks redder and all, it is different… how should I put it…

You know sometimes when you cut up a medium steak, the blood actually flows out… and too much of it might make u “er xin” and lost your appetite. This particular one, although it looks redder, the blood doesn’t drip out or anything, it stays IN, just where it belongs. And the raw taste, in this case it actually kind of taste fresh at the same time, is well kept. Then again, everyone has different palate, one’s medicine can be another’s poison? Lol.

Like how I loved garlic and spring onions and celery and green/onions. Some of you just might not, and I don’t like preserved olives, but some of you might? So whatever I think is nice, might not suit your taste. And the word “well kept” I said up there, if I said something like the fragrance and crispiness of green onions are well kept. Some of you might feel like puking, very subjective indeed, but I can’t figure out a better way to describe raw yet fresh at the same time so there it is, you just got to try to know.

We were not done, it’s time for dessert and we have a bottle of ice wine anyway, why not?

We requested our wine to be opened ( they initiatively offered to store our wine in their chiller when they saw us bringing at the start of our meal even before we start ordering, which is good coz the wine we brought needed to be chilled )

We ordered this chocolate mouse thingy, and another chocolate thingy with pear… both are as nice, but I prefer the one with pear coz the subtle pear-ish taste isn’t covered by the chocolate, the combination was splendid. It’s is light at the same time, good for people who don’t own a 2nd stomach for dessert.

Plus there is one more dessert wine I want to recommend. It’s rather similar to the expensive ones I’ve recommended at about half the price. Of coz, the kracher ones had more intensity, but this one is satisfaction as well. It has the same fruit tart and lychee thingy, with honey texture and taste at the same time. But the first word that came out of my brother’s and my cousin’s mouth when they give it a quick round smell, was the word “jelly” True, it does remind me of jelly once they mention. But it is definitely something sweetoothers would love.

It’s a Muscat from France, one of those gold color liquid in clear bottles. It was so sweet we kind of forgot we’re drinking alcoholic. Plus that bottle was 15% alcohol, quite high even amongst the standard bottles of wine. Surely doesn’t taste like 15% alcohol.

The best part is, although the last order was at 11pm, they allowed us to stay as long as we want. We stayed till nearly 1 am and I had to walk my cousin home. It’s a habit of mine, not sure good or bad, that I die die had to send them home if it’s already so late if they were out with me.

The ironic thing is, following the superlicious dinner, was a long period of super headache from dancing ceilings and hang over as I haven’t been drinking enough water to catch up with the amount of wine I’ve drank since the day before. I puke most of the food out, and oh god.. the following day was worse since I had to go back to work on a morning shift.

Lesson learnt, drink more water if you want to drink more wine ( or any other alcoholic drinks )

Restaurant

2008-08-16T01:21:00.000+08:00

It’s been a very lethargic day today, due to my flu still, it’s the block nose thingy that makes your mind feel floaty and all, or maybe it’s the wine tasting that I forgot will happen so I took 2 cold flu panadols about 30 minutes before it that makes my head feels floaty.

This feeling didn’t help when I called up this Italian restaurant to check their closing hours etc and the rudest customer service lady I’ve ever met, picked up the phone.

It’s not like I am out to tarnish the name of the place since I don’t believe I have the power to, plus it already have mix reviews online if you bother to do a search.

It was Trattoria Lafiandra, the Italian restaurant near art museum.

It was a usual Friday night out for dinner with my sister etc, and this time, Trattoria was our target of visit. As I off work at 10 pm every Friday night, I usually want to make sure that their last order for food wasn’t earlier then 11 pm. At the same time check out their corkage charge etc.

I asked my brother to check online for their phone number so I could give them a call, and he did. It turns out there are 2 numbers on the internet, one of it was their prinsep street branch which apparently wasn’t there anymore ( I found out on the phone ) so anyway…. Here is how the conversation is like, not the exact same words, but I didn’t make it sound worse than it is, I just can’t remember, too angry I suppose. I called the number provided for their prinsep street branch since it’s nearer to where I live.

Me : hi, is this trattoria at prinsep street ?
Lady : yes this is trattoria ( some disruption, sound was choppy )
Me : is this another branch from the one at the art musem?
Lady : no, the one at prinsep street has already closed down
Me : (thinking, maybe the distortion before, so when I asked if it’s prinsep street she didn’t hear properly ) oh closed, so this one I am calling now is located at art museum yeah?
Lady : yes.
Me : May I know what time is your last order and what time do you close ?
Lady : our last order is at ( forgot what time, quite early ) and we close at eleven ++ ( I think)
Me : oh, ok ok thank you

This is where the super rude part starts

Lady : can I know who is this? (not in a polite manner at all, very unpleasant already, she sound like she have been constipated for a week or something, pissed…)
Me : ( a little shock but I reckon they might want a name in case I want to make reservation ) erm.. Miss Ho.
Lady : can you at least give an introduction of yourself since you asked so many question? Is this a survey? ( in that super pissed off everyone in the world has offended her kind of tone )
Me : eh… I was thinking of going there for a meal….
Lady : so do you want to make a reservation ? ( Not a pleasant tone as well, in fact super rude and I don’t deserve this )
Me : eh, not now……
Lady : ok bye. (hangs up)

I was dumbfounded. I was in customer service line for quite a while, not too long not too short, but never ever in my life of this line that I have been so rude to anyone before, even to much more fussy customers, I have manage to keep my cool even if every part of my nerves was bursting inside out repeatedly, plus I was merely asking a few questions! I don’t even want to go into what I assume she might have thought where I am from, it is not a valid reason at all to be so freaking rude. It’s not as if I am sexually harassing her or what.

If I have the ability to write a powerful complain letter or some sort, I would! And I am thinking of doing that by reading some powerful complain letter and try to mimic them. It’s not my forte after all plus my language skills aren’t good. But it will only happen if my anger didn’t subside after today, coz I highly doubt I have the energy to do up such an email after being sick and intoxicated the whole day.

This adds to my list of “dislike without having tried” thingy. Like the fade out color for clothes and accessories that have been popping out everywhere. Love it -> felt like getting one -> see it everywhere -> haven’t got one -> got sick of it already.

This restaurant… I haven’t tried their food, I dislike that place already.
I remind me of my dad who also condemn people without having known them first. This sucks.

So after some complaining and collected reviews from the net, we decided not to go to that hard to pronounce restaurant and through my brother’s research, we end up choosing a harder to pronounce restaurant to visit. Not Italian though, it’s French this time.

Try pronouncing this name and you’ll get what I mean, “Le Bistrot du Sommelier” Ok la, maybe not THAT hard to pronounce, I just don’t know how to pronounce that “sommelier” word. It’s one of those that you know the meaning of yet not know how to pronounce word.

I asked my brother to check up on the corkage charge, ( don’t know since when I always feel much better with a bottle of whatever wine, beer, cocktail now adays when having meals like such. ) it’s the 1st time I heard of such method. Maybe I suaku la but, they didn’t need us to pay for corkage charge, but we must buy a bottle of wine from them.

I heard their cheaper bottles ranges about 50 – 60, and I guess it isn’t that bad, I doubt they will those super cheap ones, so if a sells about $35 dollar in retail outlets, and they sell at $50, it will just balance out the corkage charge to be $15. One of the cheaper ones I know already other than FOC.

So I asked my brother to get the white I already have in my room to chill and bring it, so we can have a choice of red or white to go with for our meal ^^ not bad too. Plus I heard they have a wide range of wines too.
If the food there was extra ordinary, I would post it up some days later about how it goes. I sure do hope they don’t have as shitty customer service as Trattoria whatever place.

Guess what, I am back home but drunk, so I will post about it once I am free and sober the next time. All I can say now is that... its freaking good!

Winessssssssssssssssssssssssss

2008-08-14T23:34:00.003+08:00

Today marks the day of my wine tasting event, held at Swissotel, The Stamford. It was great, fantastic, super great, fabulous. Other then the fact that although my sore throat is gone, my flu and block nose + running nose still persist. Everything was wonderful.

I can’t emphasize enough on how much more I’ve enjoyed this compared to the other 2 I’ve been. The other 2 was good and educational too, but I feel kind of suffocated la. This one, its freedom!

I went up aaaalll the way to the 69th floor of the building, feeling a bit hollowed out in my ear, queued up to get the pass, they gave away notebooks and a pen, which I figured I wouldn’t need but I was wrong, then again, I am probably too lazy to jot down everything I drink. The notebook was in a nice black color though, maybe I should have just gotten it.

The wine range from about 30 to over a hundred dollar. I didn’t really focus so much on the price coz there are already a few that I have in mind which I wanted to try before I am even there.

I proceed straight away to those, of coz I started out with the whites 1st, the bad thing is, because there are more interesting wines than those I wanted to try already, and I ended up drinking more and more. On my 10th glass or so, I couldn’t finish every type of wine I drink anymore, so I had to just take a sip and throw away the rest on this “spit tank” they provided, (unless it is too nice to throw) but the thank goodness thing is that I hardly see anyone spitting, most just take a sip out of the glass to taste and throw the rest into the hour glass shape metal bin. The spitting ones are of the very minority.

I know most of you who actually read this post are probably sweetoothers~ so I have to recommend this particular ice wine which is so damn bloody good. It’s from Austria, just remember the word “Kracher” they have numbers on the labels ranging from 1 to 5, 5 being the sweetest.

I personally preferred the number 2 and 5. I haven’t tried 1. But the number 5, my sweetoothers troupe, I am sure you will enjoy it.
I had a couple of servings of number 5 and they are kind of expensive I tell you ^^

Today I tried one or two of the hundred over dollar red and I have to say, there really is a difference from those not so expensive ones.

The good news is, the difference might not be something you will enjoy though. For me, I really don’t like cherry, so when I drink wines just like the general line of Merlot, light Pinot Noir etc, I don’t exactly like the taste and aroma although I do drink them before I sleep sometimes to make me sleep better.

The hundred over dollar one I’ve tried. Oh my god, because I can’t appreciate cherry, I think this is one of the taste that I’ll actually go after… Not only do they have a nice roasty nose, the taste is as roasty as what you smell. Unlike some that smells quite heavy but they are really rather easy drinking, which is a good thing too, coz some people, like me myself actually, I do take my time to enjoy the aroma more than I take my time to enjoy the taste.

The champagnes they serve are not really my style though. The thing is, from what I read from books, (although some people may say that books are not everything, which I also agree) that a good champagne, when you look at the bubbles coming up from the bottom of the glass, a fine/good champagne will have the bubbles forming a straight line and floating up consistently. This particular one I had though, erm…”Hen *ahem* riot” the bubbles aren’t forming a straight line and the shape they form is like bunches and bunches of bubbles forming diamond shapes or something… it’s consistent but still… I have decided not to “judge the book by its cover” and to my surprise. It’s not that bad, not great, just not bad. Maybe it just doesn’t suit my palate.

I still very much prefer “Joseph Perrier” ( tried last time ) which is a lighter drink, finer bubbles, doesn’t burst your mouth, but gives you tiny little sparks in the mouth.

Although Moet is suppose to be a big producer thingy, but I’ve tried their Australian sparkling( last time ), it burst in my mouth and eeew, I felt like I was drinking a chunk of bubbles with fruity smell, it may be a bit unfair to compare their sparkling wine and other’s champagne, but I do have people telling me about the bubbles in moet, and I think it’s safe to say that it’s something I wouldn’t like. It has proven something though, many people always feels that more expensive the better, Joseph Perrier is the cheapest among those three brands I’ve mentioned. ( I am taking moet champagne into consideration, not their sparkling )

I’ve sneakingly tried their Muscato d’Asti though, the reason why I say sneakingly, is because some ONE told me that Muscato is just a drink for fun thingy, not something for those people who are seriously drinking. But you know what? I enjoy muscato, and I don’t think it’s not for serious drinker ~ I tried 3 different types so far and there are differences in different labels. Plus, quite a number of customers who knows a lot about wine and was already into wines much longer than me and my uncle, actually love muscatos with their Chinese cuisine, spicy or salty or sweet.

The muscato I tried today was Italian Saracco Muscato d’Asti. It was supposedly one of the best Muscato around in the world. It was indeed quite good, the slight frizziness in this one didn’t cover up the little bit of sweetness the wine has to offer. Sometimes it does, or maybe because what I’ve drank before this particular glass, heightened it’s sweetness in a way, I am really not sure, after all, different wine taste differently on different occasion. For one, I really got to say I enjoyed the 2008 count down one last December very much. Especially after I’ve drank the Sparkling Pinot Shiraz I’ve brought.

Just like I said, again, this wine tasting is a good one, because, because, because I finally found a white that I can say I didn’t like. It’s that awkward taste that I didn’t know how to appreciate, again, it may be just my palate thingy but well.. I am glad there is one that I didn’t like. So far, I’ve like all the whites I’ve tried because they all had their own style and differences, this one too, its own style, but the wrong kind of style, at least for me.

Ok, other than the good and bad of wines , the wine tasting this time, although it’s a private wine tasting too, there are a lot of people there, most of them in groups actually, and I think there is this particular guy who was just like me, went there alone. I just have to mention this a bit because this is the first time someone else other then the supplier or wine maker actually talk to me during my wine events visiting.

As I was making my check out round and drinking water to clear some taste before going for another drinking round, looking at the beautiful crystal glassware display etc, this fella came up to me, pointing to my glass of water and ask “how’s the wine”
I raised my glass and look at it making sure this is really water I am drinking and the glass is absolutely not a wine glass, then look at him with this confused pair of eyes wondering if he is drunk or I am. Then I realized,

Oh, he was joking, I didn’t know.

After talking and exchanging name cards and all ( I am not someone who can carry on a conversation ) we both went our separate way. Then suddenly out of nowhere when I am looking for a normal wine glass, ( too many people and not enough supply of normal wine glass )

He : do you want some Champange?
Me : eh, no its ok thank you.
He : (proceed over to take two champagne glasses) The rose or the white?
Me : eh, ok the rose then.

Didn’t regret trying the rose coz it was better than the white one, but I really suspect he’s a little drunk. “sure, yes” and “no, it’s ok” sounds a little different doesn’t it?

I was making my third round after having a little slice of French with a drop of vinegar to ease up the thick layer of whatever on my tongue.
All in all it is very enjoyable, tried about 15 different type of wines and had more servings on those that I liked, especially Kracher Number 5, at one point he even accidentally poured extra big portion which I of coz, gladly take it. Haven’t got drunk but I am full on wines and another 70% I will feel like I just want to lie down and sleep, but I have to work later, so I reckon it’s time to stop.

I was walking towards the exit when, there he pops out again. No he is not irritating or what, actually I am glad that he is around so I don’t feel so alone as there isn’t many who came to the event alone, but he does kind of scare me a little since most of the time he pop out of nowhere. Had a little chat before I go off.

I went off happily and eat a bit of snake to get a brown eye shadow at Robinsons, I regretted getting the maybeline one, I should have gotten the kose one, it’s so much easier to glide on, but the maybeline one is easy to glide on my hand, I forgot eye shadows are for eyes… damn…
I felt guilty eating snake anyway so I hop on a cab and went to work with my tomato face wearing a big smile, having enjoyed this trip. But after the alcohol clears up a bit and I am a little more normal, I regretted leaving so early as there are still many wines I haven’t tasted. The next time there is a wine tasting, I hope I can do it on a day where I can just go, drink, and go home. So I don’t have to worry so much about having to work after drinking =<>.< and if possible, would anyone want to go with me =P, got ice wines~~~~~ free flow~~~

Although I promised not to.... but this doesn't count

2008-08-13T23:47:00.005+08:00

Went to this place today to get lip balm, my lips are peeling too much and it looks too ghouly so it's time to put something on it. I am tired of eating my own peeled lips every time.

That lady there is freaking good, and nice. I was looking at their hand lotion for a while, and she recommended me all their diff type, but when I asked if any of them is good for sweaty palm, she honestly tells me nothing there is.
I was impressed that she didn’t add on with things like the hand lotion itself is good for dry skin etc and trying hard to sell even after me mentioning my hand is also dry in general, just gets sweaty and all.
So anyway, after looking around, 2 things tells me they are worth a try. But instead if ending up bagging just these 2 I bought…

As you can see…. The 2 in the middle with its box behind is the things I bought. The rest, samples. Generous aren’t they?

Another good news, PnB (Pamela and Blackie) keke. The birthday vouchers translated into this

I thought I gonna end up using it near the dec sales, but I think my hand is a little too itchy to wait that long
Since I have taken 2 pictures, I looked over at my cabinet and thought, maybe I should just take some extra…
Maybe this is what you want to call, a female’s stash

It’s messy and kua zhang, but but… hhmmm my hand too itchy….

and yes Viki, the earrings you give me is in that box, the black box. I wear it once a while only, because most of the time, it stays in the box as I don't want to lose it or something. With me, you know very well it is possible.

Here I end my messy entry to go back to my bed and watch the One Piece anime. Yes world, I am a 24 years old still watching anime like a kid and it is not a sin! Just like retail therapy, it has the same effect on me, more or less.

p e d i c u r e

2008-08-11T02:35:00.002+08:00

So, 1st pedicure.

Foot before Pedicure :
Dead skin all over, and some due to past injury, stuck under nails beside nails where it meets the flesh
Super thick nails, the unusual kind
Uneven cuticles that always spoils the look of nail polish
Rough hardened skin at the heel of foot area that I use to scratch itchy part of my legs when I got the “kiao kar” mood at home

Foot after Pedicure :
Those white layer of things gone
Thickness of nails reduce to normal after some ferocious digging
Cuticles removed, and nail polish looks clean and neat
All the dead skin stuck here and there due to past injury seems to be 80-90% gone
I can’t scratch my itchy leg with the heels of foot any longer, coz it’s too soft, doesn’t have the rough scratching function le

Location : Plaza Singapura Good Earth Nail Spa

Staff were alright, kind of expensive. Staff not too chatty, maybe because I have blackie with me, but that is good. I am not sure if they’re the same if I blackie is not with me though.
Good scrapping etc, a little weird but I think that’s just because I am not used to it. A little ticklish sometimes, but well there is this feeling that is not pain but near to it, but just feel awkward when they’re digging, maybe coz of my sensitivity towards people handling my nails.
All in all, it was a good experience, obviously my feet feels cleaner now, in fact, I can actually see it’s cleaner, in better shape, and looks nicer, tidy.
I will go for more pedicure in the future when I am not lazy and when I am free, but maybe somewhere not as costly as this place.
*hunting mode*

The Classic Shame

2008-08-09T01:40:00.003+08:00

So, I did the classic way of will-powering myself into controlling my food intake. Putting my not so fat photo and my fat photo in front of me, letting me see it every single day.
And because we’re now living in a digital world, instead of photos on walls, it was photos on wallpaper.

My cousin today, upon entering the premises of my room, was super shocked at my desperate attempt to slim down after she turned on my monitor. I can just imagine her face… from =O to -_-

This Song

2008-08-09T01:23:00.003+08:00

I use to play this song on repeat a zillion years ago, and lately, for no apparent reason, I suddenly remembered this song again. It was in my forgotten library but it woke up.
So there you go.

In Santa Monica, in the wintertime,
The lazy streets so undemanding
I walk into the crowd
In Santa Monica, you get your coffee from
The coolest places on the promenade
Where people dress just so
Beauty so unavoidable, everywhere you turn
It's there.
I sit and wonder what am I doing here?

But on the telephone line I am anyone
I am anything I want to be.
I could be a super model or Norman Mailer
And you wouldn't know the difference
Or would you?

In Santa Monica, all the people got modern names
Like Jake or Mandy
And modern bodies too
In Santa Monica, on the boulevard,
You'll have to dodge those in-line skaters
Or they'll knock you down
I never felt so lonely,
Never felt so out of place
I never wanted something more than this

But on the telephone line I am anyone
I am anything I want to be
I could be a super model or Norman Mailer
And you wouldn't know the difference
On the telephone line, I am any height
I am any age I want to be
I could be a caped crusader, or space invader
And you wouldn't know the difference
Or would you?

Or would you?

But on the telephone line I am anyone
I am anything I want to be
I could be a super model or Norman Mailer
And you wouldn't know the difference
On the telephone line, I am any height
I am any age I want to be
I could be a caped crusader, or space invader
And you wouldn't know the difference
Or would you?

2008-08-05T01:37:00.000+08:00

So, went to the event. And why am I not surprise? Someone gave me the wrong info again. This time round though, I can’t really be bothered. Everything went quite well, other than not knowing how to response correctly in some circumstances, but I got used to this kind of slight embarrassment. Knowing there will still be more, I can’t help but get use to it.

The people there who went as guest, I guess all of them are about 2 decades older than me. It does tense me up a little, but seeing how they talk among themselves and have me just listening and eat my cheese and drink my wine. I didn’t know what to say, just trying to figure out what they’re talking about, a bit here and there. They are all friendly faces, nothing intimidating and they ease the air around me a little, or maybe it’s just the wine.

I turned down an invitation to a dinner after that so I could bring my monitor with dead pixel back for an exchange, good thing is the one I changed for didn’t have any problem, I am glad.
I hope tomorrow is a good day, lately I haven’t felt very good. There is nothing to worry about or stress me out, I am just simply down, I don’t know why. I wish something good will happen so that this feeling fades away. Lately, it has been too stale.

Why do I feel suffocated? I felt like things have changed, it was nothing about you, but everything about me, it is just different. I feel a different, yet unable to comprehend. What hit me? Is it good or is it bad? Or is it just reality? Maybe, it’s just post menstruational mood swing. Need a few days to find out then…

The Lost Cow

2008-08-03T22:49:00.001+08:00

1st time, restaurant, expected a person doing all the talking coz I was told so. Felt cheated coz everyone brought someone along and instead of one person doing the talking, everyone did the talking, and I am the only one without a partner, looking lost. Enjoyed the wine tasting, and the two hours went by alright. The best part is that I am able to try different type of wines for free, I drank so much I almost pee-ed my pants before I could reach the ladies but I really did get stuck in the public toilet after that, faulty door.

2nd time, 5 stars hotel, haven’t happen yet but I heard again, there will be a person who does the talking. Not sure how much of that to believe, but I was told I really have to be there on time, so I guess the chance is pretty high. Have to dress up, hate this part. But I heard there are a few bottles of a hundred over dollar wines to taste. That price raised my eyebrow and ignited my curiosity, made me really look forward to it. It’s a good chance for me to try to taste the differences between the slightly more expensive wines, and the ones I usually drink. This time, the sub-host wasn’t expecting me but someone else who pretended that he will turn up but sent me instead. Plus this time again, I haven’t got someone to go with me because of its schedule. Maybe it’s a good time for me to get used going to such events alone since I foresee many of these coming up. That’s the problem with not having known anyone whose working hours are like mine.

Would someone nice fall from the sky and turn up for the events with me? Or do I really have to just get use to it. The answer is obvious, but damn I hate it.

Moo? moo moo?

2008-08-03T22:46:00.000+08:00

With him, there isn’t anything to hide. My drooling at night, my farting under the blankets, slimy all over my face when I sneeze during a super bad flu. When my fart gets really loud and smelly and when my temperamental self kicks in.

He can tell when I am just trying to be unreasonable to get my way, he can also tell when I lied to him sometimes, he can also tell when I was hiding something, or he can also tell when I am up to something. Most of the time, he just let me have my way, even when he knows nothing good turns up.

There are times when things get serious, and he wouldn’t let me have my way. Even I myself know that I am the unreasonable one, no reasons for him to give in at all. But I insisted, and once a while I manage to force out a wronged face although I know I wasn’t, or put on an angry face, just so he will give in. He almost always does, but sometimes with a little bit punishment on my side which most the time I am willing to comply.

After the little punishment brought on me, I go back to my usual temperamental self, and blames him on every little wrong or right thing he do, and he knows, that I am just trying to act ego from the unwillingness of having went through the punishment. Punishments like making a jug of Milo for him, or dropping by cold storage tomorrow to get 2 liter of Marigold Milk for him.

The one method that always breaks this part of me was for him to smile at me with that “I know what you are doing” pairs of eyes. I always end up giggling because I felt like I was caught doing something cheeky.
Sometimes I wonder, how can he tell? My angry face in front of him was top notch, my unreasonability sounds over powering and very bitchy. Yet he knows what I am really up to.

To me, he is this simple, a little innocent, plain, but sickeningly pure person, whom I can never imagine being without, at least not after I’ve met him.

PS : This post is only about some of his good side. If I were to make a post about his bad as well, who knows how long it will be. But then again, it’s a package and I love this package.

Thirty Three Dollar Prawn

2008-08-03T03:59:00.002+08:00

I was quite disappointed when I saw it, it was expensive. I ordered what I saw on the menu, tiger prawns with balsamic vinegar and French fries. What I didn’t expect was, it really came out like that...

*pink = prawn
*green=onion
*yellow=fries

No dripping appetizing looking sauce. It looked dry, full of fries. Three tiger prawns shrunk from the cooking and three balsamic onions and yes the fries. It was a 33 dollar main course, expensive I thought, really expensive. The fries, maybe three dollars, The balsamic onions, maybe another three dollars, so that makes the prawns to be nine dollars each.
My heart bled as I look at the dish feeling pathetic. I thought it will end up being one of the worst expensive meals ever.

I was taken in by surprise.

The prawns, they really look pathetic, no doubt. They taste very different from what one would expect from its look. Everyone was teasing me asking how does my ten dollar prawn taste like and I couldn’t answer at first, still trying to figure out what is this thing, so I said “it doesn’t taste like any other prawns I’ve ever eaten.”

Whatever I said wasn’t convincing because of the look I had before I put one of those things in my mouth. So I offered a piece for them to try. They did, each person who tried raise their eyebrow with a surprise look on their face, wondering. “mmmmm, it IS truly different”

The pathetic looking prawn, when shelled and eaten, had juices coming out from within. Although of coz, as it was already dry looking, you can’t expect it to be all that juicy. But whatever juice it had left, was really like the essence of the dish. They did a pretty damn good job marinating it although it doesn’t look marinated. The taste of different spices was right inside the typical looking prawn although it wasn’t visibly there. Unlike those casually marinated prawns where the flavor can only be tasted from the outer layer, and the inside just taste like… prawn. This one had its flavor burst from the inside. I am not very good with names of spices but I am sure, if someone who is familiar with those names had a taste of that mysterious prawn, he can name the spices out one by one, the different types used to marinate the prawn.

Those who tried it agreed, the prawn was definitely well made. For me though, 33 dollars for 3 prawns was kind of too expensive. It does make me want to go back for more, but I think I will find it harder to part with my dollars than to tolerate my cravings for it.

It was at via Veneto, Clarke Quay Block E.
If you have some extra cash to spare, you might want to drop by and try.

The NightMare

2008-08-03T03:32:00.000+08:00

I don’t recall if I made a post about the zombie nightmare that involved almost every living person I know that I remember. There was this once though, sometime ago. And last night, I got another similar bad dream.
It was about a hell dog, not those 3 heads big brown or black dogs with spikey collars. But pink human flesh color that felts like squishy rubber that have a set of poisonous/viral teeth.

The bad dream started out to be a very adventurous and full of surprises type of dream. I was walking a path right outside a festival fun fair and many people brought their pet dogs along.

There are some super tiny dogs, some furry and big that is taller than me, some colorful ones and most of them are nice and wonderful, friendly, adorable and huggable.

The sweet dream turns into a nightmare at this point where I come across this pink ugly looking dog. With sharp jaws-like teeth, it was looking angry and full of hatred. On one look I know that the dog is nothing but bad, trouble and danger. That human flesh color didn’t help.

I didn’t know where I got the idea from, but I immediately warn the people nearby that if bitten by the dog, something bad will happen, like you might turn into something else or what. I just seems to know it.

The pink ugly dog started chasing me, looking like it has locked on my as his target. I ran, along with the others who realized that the dog is no cutey pet.

For some reason, again, a lot of people who seldom even come to my mind even a second flash, participated in my dreams. They became caring and kind people who I would sacrifice to protect. I gave them directions and help in escaping from the pink bad dog while tackling it.

Until now I can still remember the sound of the human flesh dog when I jump on it with a layer of cardboard in between. The texture of it when it went flat, but still struggling. Flat but not dead, it’s just waiting for me to get off so he can regain his normal 3D size. It has huge strength that could really topple me if I left myself open for just a little bit.

Smart and cunning at the same time, trapping us here and there, looking for loopholes in the group and waiting for its chance. Its chance to strike was always found on me for some reason, maybe because I was the main character of my own dream, thus the most dramatic one.

Stabbed by dagger, sliced by sword, hammered by … well… hammer and burnt by blazing flame. Nothing can stop it. I haven’t tried drowning, that might have worked, who knows.

The nightmare went on for a really long time, it didn’t feel like it was a nightmare. It felt like it was 10 nightmares that blended themselves and sculptured into one, whatever it was, it was nothing good.

The pink dog was still alive, people still running with my guidance (surprisingly I wasn’t a person without sense of direction in the dream ). I am still thinking of ways and using things that I could find around myself to tackle the dog, if possible, kill.

It was then that I heard a familiar tune. A music that symbolize the end of nightmare, a song that I always hope to hear when I was in the midst of nightmare ( like I could tell ). The music from the alarm I set on my phone before the nightmare started.

And then I realized, the very bad truth about the nightmare.

It freaking hell wasted the hours of my sleep almost completely and I felt like I haven’t sleep at all. Bloody pink dog.

So, ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls.

The next time you see the same pink dog that I’ve vaguely described above. Please, before you punch yourself out of that pointless nightmare, try drowning it a little and see if it can die. So it won’t appear in my dreams ever again.

The 7 Drawfs???

2008-07-27T01:25:00.000+08:00

Date of Incident : 26th July 2008
Location : Central, World Of Wines
Time : 2030
Subject : Giant Invasion
Witness by : The Writer of This Blog
Details :

It was a moderately busy day, weird weekend crowd as usual, but this was really unexpected.
At about 8 30 pm, I was dusting as usual, and a bunch of Caucasians walked into the shop. They are not just Caucasians, they are giant Caucasians. The 1st one came in, I couldn’t take my eyes off him, not because he is particularly cute although I have to admit he is, but his height was unusual. I thought I have seen the 2nd tallest person in my life (other than the one in Melbourne ) but wait, his bunch of friends and family followed in right behind him. The 1st tall guy wasn’t the tallest. One by one, in total 7 of them came into the shop. I was startled, I suddenly felt like I am a midget who works in undersized shop in world of giants.

If you guys have been to the shop, do you remember the white shelves in the middle of the shop. I am 1.58m and without tip toe-ing I have to stretch my hands a little to have my fingertips touch the top part of the shelf that I clean once a while after much dust collecting.

One of the giants, not the tallest one, had to bend down a little in order for his chin to touch the top! He was in a relaxing way, putting his arms on the top of the shelf like it’s an arm rest or some sort, and his chin on his arms, browsing the type of spirits this shop has to offer. I couldn’t stop looking at him. I had to climb a freaking ladder to clean the top. That same fella had to bend down a little so he won’t hit our sign board as he enter or exit the shop. The tallest one among the group was just standing outside waiting. His head is very near the ceiling, I wonder how they fit into MRT. I think they’re easily the tallest person I’ve seen in my life. The one I’ve seen in Melbourne, although the height of my face is at his butt, his upper body was noticeably short. This group of tallies however, was very proportionate.

I feel so small now.

Good Time, Good Laugh

2008-07-27T01:19:00.001+08:00

It’s been a wonderful few weekends, July is about to end and the moon cake festival is about to arrive.
I am 24 this year, but I still tell people I am 23 when asked. About time to update my habit, 23 is history.
So I went to the night festival with usual gang and new people. It was fantastic although a bit tiring, good thing is that my next day work is a noon shift.
I am very fascinated by the big man in the little house thingy, and I think I will have this new habit of showing the video of it I’ve taken to anyone who haven’t seen it.

The normal mostly white piece of building of antique-ness was brightened with changing colors, I felt like it was a dream. When looking at it, I just wished I had a bottle of something in my hands, something alcoholic, a bottle of beer with floral aromas or a glass of red that will make whatever that already dazzled me, fascinates me more.

I thought it would be really nice if there is no one else but our group of people there, outside the museum on the grass patch, with jazz playing in the back and a mat for us to sit on, no 6 legged freaks or crawlies around, with a rather big size tray where we place all our preferred choice of drinks on. Enjoy the wind, the jazz, and the pretty sight of castle in the air with lavender plants surrounding us. Not forgetting the big man little house right beside us so I can poke him with satay stick which I will get from parklane anytime I feel like it.

Inside the museum, many objects of not so past history displayed throughout the building that reminds us of how our parent’s or grand’s lifestyle used to be. We can even recognize some of those tools and remember using them before when we’re really young. Memories and flash backs flooded through my mind for a few seconds once every while when I come across something that looks familiar.

It’s a nostalgic trip, although not always in a good way. The catering flower imprinted metal containers that stack on top of each other. Those were used when I was in kindergarden, always going to my dad’s office after school in indo, and wait for lunch to arrive in those catering thingy. The bad part is, that is also the time where my mum would beat me up with those meter ruler until it breaks, and pull my ears etc, and drag me all the way to the toilet with me struggling and kicking all the way, and lock me in the toilet from outside, and switch off the lights. Leaving me in the dark and freaking out to death coz I thought a human-like non-human will climb out of the big water tank ( think Singapore don’t have those in toilets ).

The thing is, it is funny now that I think of it, was the lock installed from outside of the toilet door for the sole purpose of locking people like me up? I remember seeing that lock from my earliest memory. But is it really possible they installed a lock outside the toilet door as just one of the method to punish me??? If not, what is the lock there for?? But the toilet I was talking about was in the office building. Did they actually know that there will be a day that they will discipline me at my dad’s office and will lock me in the freaking toilet, I wonder.

Ok OOT already, but anyway, still, nostalgic.

After taking many pictures and checking out some interesting things, we head to coffee bean to rest our tortured feet. Talk about quite an amount of rubbish there and as everyone was on their way to stoney land, something interesting happened and thanks to one of the new people whose name sounds like “I don’t know”. Everyone broke into laughter and into tears, and those on their way to stoney land was brought back to lamerland, once again.

To think, not too long ago, we’re talking about how no one saw me laughing till I tear before or something? There you go.

They made a joke about how they should give everyone a packet of that poison during my funeral next time when I die. I was thinking, maybe it wasn’t a bad idea after all, you know, if anyone is to secretly be happy if I died, at least I can make them cry. And maybe I should put a list of people who I think will be happy if I died, on my will or something, of whom to give the most poison to. Must make them cry. Plus, in case no one actually cried, at least those poisons will make it look like an important person had died. So smart of me, yet it kind of felt a little morbid.

The Hunt

2008-07-25T00:06:00.001+08:00

So I went system hunting today. More like a price hunt though, I went around Sim Lim Square hoping to get a good price for computer of my specs, and looking and checking out the monitors etc to see which I prefer. I always have this thing about LCD screen that I don’t like, they are very bright, and if I turn down the brightness, it’d look a little too sad. If I turn up the contrast on the other hand, something seems off, I don’t know what, it just is. Staring into LCD screen for too long gives me headache too for some reason. Is it just me? Or anyone else has the same problems?

I have now a rough idea of what kind of monitor I want, the Samsung one looks kind of cool, Philips one too. But I like those view Sony thingy which seems to have a matted feel to the screen. Most of the other wide screens I have seen seem to be quite reflective. Wouldn’t be a good idea if I want to laze on bed and watch movie on a bright afternoon.

So I printed 10 copies of this

and went around Sim Lim asking for quotes. I realize they have an increase number of Indian shop owners since the last time I went there. nothing good or bad, just interesting, one of the shop is owned by this Indian couple. The wife looks more like a white Indian or some sort and she speaks Chinese. So far they gave me the best price, but some of the things were replaced.

So anyway, here is what I’ve collected.

A little messy but will do some changes and decide from here where I will be getting my next system from.

I have always wanted to have one of those acrylic casing for my system but I realize today, all those casing are screwed at even the side panels. Good thing is I am able to see through everything, just for the fun of it. Bad part is, whenever I need to open up to fix something, I have to do the unscrew open and screw it back in this that.. it’s a little tedious.

It will probably take a few days for me to make some adjustment and decide which type of combination I want. Let’s hope that everything will not exceed 2k.

The anti freaky moment

2008-07-24T02:01:00.002+08:00

Almost a 2nd chapter to my last post although not exactly. This is one of the things I do to calm myself off the freaky moment.

Open a bottle of white and...

Enjoy it with some very light blue cheese and Cheddar cheese

I have to say, the Cheddar cheese taste a more like milk after the wine.
A little introduction about this particular bottle.
I heard someone told me it has some kind of oily texture, I became interested upon hearing that and so…
The tasting notes available on the website does not come close to what I’ve tasted, but well, to each his own.
TASTING NOTES
An appealing pale yellow colour.
The nose shows damp hay, rich apricot and honey, subtle oak and a complex mineral character. The palate is rich and full bodied with a long finish and hint of sweetness. Probably best between 2007 and 2010.
Extremely versatile food wine - excellent with lightly spicy Thai style dishes, seafood and most white meats or on its own.
Picture for illustration, the one I had was a 2006

I can kind of understand where the 'Oily' part came from although that doesn't seem to be the best way to describe it. Oaky, yeah definitely a bit, but it smells surprisingly similar to this chicken soup from crystal jade that drink once every week or something.

The thing is, when people describe the aromas and taste of wines. They like to use terms like whatever berry, whatever spices, whatever this that. The thing is, not every Asians even know how boysenberries taste like, (neither do I) so we can only relate the taste/aromas to what we are most familiar with.

At times, someone could tell you the wine smells like Chinese herb, but a Caucasian comes along and have a sip and tells you it smells like some kind of tiny berry of some sort that has a bit of bitterness in it. You can kind of tell these two people smells something similar from the wine don’t you. When Chinese herbs were mentioned, the Caucasian look confused. The Asian is clueless about the berry mentioned too.
So technically, you can almost say anything to describe what you smell, no one can say you are wrong, so don’t shy. But don’t go telling people that you think shiraz is sweet. That is like telling people you think salt is sweeter than sugar. Or sugar tears you more than wasabi do or something.
Someone once said out loud that the shiraz he tasted ( along with the rest of us ) was even sweeter than the port he drank at home. I can never forget the face of the others standing around, Confused and speechless.
Nothing about whether or not you know about wine or not, but would anyone taste a pinch of salt and say it’s the sweetest sweet thing he had ever tasted?
Although my first shiraz experience was quite weird too as I used wasabi to describe spiciness, at least I was close *phew* didn’t lao kui.

Freaky Moment

2008-07-24T01:34:00.002+08:00

A question

What is the worst possible thing that could happen when you’re shampoo-ing halfway in a shower?
Well, for me, one of the worst possible thing happened just a few hours ago. Exactly when I was shampoo-ing halfway.

There is a roach, a BIG one, about the size of my whole fat thumb when I stretch it out longer on purpose. That is not the crappiest part.

The crappiest part is, the roach have to be between you and the door to safety and ironically very near a roach poison trap.

I approach my towel cautiously in slow-mo while observing the roach altogether because it is kind of near the roach, how big can my toilet be anyway. If it made any big movement, I will scream and jump and cry and slip and fall or something. So anyway … I had to wrap myself up safely with the towel and wait for the right time.

I observe the roach movements and IF BY ANY CHANCE I ALWAYS HOPE NOT! The back of the roach stretched up wide and ready to fly position. I am ready to scream and jump and cry and slip and fall or something before I can be calm enough to reach for the shower and try to shoot the bastard thing down.
Luckily for me this time, it didn’t fly.

Because it was freaking in between me and the door to my own safety, for me to jump over to the door and unlock it ( at times take more than a few seconds usually ), it has to happen in less than 1 second, who knows if the roach will go gah gah and run about everywhere when it hears the jump and the door opening.

I buck up some courage and that is just what I did, and LUCKILY, the door didn’t take long to unlock this time.

My usual pest buster was summoned to army, and there is only a younger brother around, who don’t seem to be very fond of roaches of this size either. But being a non-gay man, he had to do what he had to do. Destroy the bastard.

He piles up pieces of newspapers together, thick enough so he won’t feel too much. Instead of smacking the roaches into many little pieces of legs and a head over here and wings over there ( so glad ) he use the newspapers like tissue and just grab the roach and dump it into the chute behind the kitchen.
Although that is the end of my stupid freaking unwanted adventure, my heart is still pumping hard now at the thought of the bastard roach. It ‘made’ my day/night.

Advice

2008-07-21T23:44:00.000+08:00

You know how sometimes people ask for advice which wasn’t meant to be really advice, but merely facts that they wish to know more about so that they can make whatever the decision is on their own?
I never like people making decisions for me on things I deem as important. I have this philosophy, I will make my own decisions, at the very least if it is wrong, I will have no one to blame but myself. Are you going to take responsibility if the decisions you made for me are wrong? No? Shoo!
I guess I am this way towards most people, or to those people that I cannot offend, I will just pretend I going your way but really, am I?
I will listen to point of view and facts that is proven. Like when you say there is going to be a storm today and I shouldn’t head to the pool. If I look up the sky and thinks it’s sunny, I will check the weather forecast although I know sometimes it’s not accurate anyway, but I want to know you didn’t just dump me some information based on nothing, or I want to make sure you didn’t read the forecast for the wrong day. That is just an example though, I am not that much of a freak, but you get my point.
So being what I am, when people ask me for advice, I usually leave enough room for their own thinking. As much as I possibly can, I want to make sure the things I told them are as neutral as it can be. I let them decide on their own what they want to do, just the way I like it. Even when giving facts, from whichever source I draw the facts from, if I did remember that it was from a very old source, I will let them know that things may change from then, don’t take what I said as absolute, it’s just a guideline.
Being the way I am, again. I hate it when people is so sure of the facts that they got wrongly in the first place and still confidently input his opinion drawn from his “facts” and repeating many times that he is so sure that his is the right way because it worked for him a thousand years ago. On top of that, he is sure that things won’t change from then when it worked for him. Making his words the only thing you should believe in and nothing nothing else, because he ‘experienced’ it before.
Sure, maybe it is true that the amount of salt that has passed through his throat is much more than the amount of rice that had filled you up, but sometimes, his salt might just expire and he should stop being stubborn about it.
And I also hate it when someone gives you and opinion and says that this is the way it worked for her and thus this is the ONLY way it would work for anyone else in this entire universe. When pointed out that different methods have been proven to work for other people as well, she either ignored that fact and continues her believes, or she thinks you nothing but a liar who made up stories just for the sake of arguing because you want to win. Win? At what? What for? Was this a competition to begin with? Who the hell have been seeing this as some sort of a competition? Where did this come from??? At times, it really baffles me. Most of the time when it comes to this, I stay silent and let them think what they want. Or or or, the 3rd possible way they defend themselves, “maybe the person lied to you” then you bring up another example, then they pick whatever insignificant detail they can find and thinks of something that could make it wrong. It happens for every other example you brings out. She will say things like “oh, must be that one glass of cocktail you drank that night that made you a bit drunk and remember wrongly about it.” Or “must be the loud music in the shopping center, you listen wrongly la, where got such thing one.”
Ok, the thing is, although I am usually pissed when people do this to me. I will totally lose my respect to those who do such nonsensical play on people who need real facts to make major decisions that may affect them in any big way.
I can tolerate people who are trying to be a ‘smart piece of ass’, because you have to admit, sometimes they do make you laugh. But I cannot tolerate people who are trying to be funny playing with all your ego games when it is totally not needed. That said, I am not someone who likes to confront people simply because I don’t feel comfortable with it, or sometimes, I am just too lazy. Also partially because, how many times exactly do you think that your words actually get through to them anyway? I rather spend my time contemplating on how to cushion that sorry ass of the victim if I do care at all.
Rest assured, who ever actually knows the url of this blog isn’t the target of my post. It is more of like a rant from the recent events which reminds me that this happens more often than I have imagined it to be, and I am kind of sick of it.

Back to XP

2008-07-13T04:42:00.002+08:00

My Usual Boring Day

2008-07-12T22:42:00.001+08:00

I wake up at 12 to set the alarm clock to 1

I wake up at 1 to set the alarm clock to 1:15

I wake up at 1:15 jump out of comfortable bed and step on some random things moo threw on the floor. If that random thing is soft, I will -_-“ not again”

If that random thing is hard, I will curse him for the day for giving my feet pain early in my start of day.

I rush to the toilet to brush my teeth, while brushing I remember I forgot to grab my towel. So while brushing my teeth, I go back to my room and get my towel.

Go back to the toilet, finish brushing my teeth, rub off my bak sai, wash/clean my face. Run back to my room and casually match what I am going to wear for the day.

Usually consist of a skirt a top and a jacket.

Sometimes ¾ pants.

Do the usual thing, perfume etc, and grab my bag and head to the shoe shelve.

It is always either short heels or sandals, never sport shoes although I have one for the sake of having one.

Most of the time, I am already late for work, so I end up hailing for a cab.

Sometimes there are so many many school buses coming down from St Margaret’s Primary School that I couldn’t really cross the road for another 5 to 10 mins. When I do, they pile up at the lower end of the road and even if I got onto a cab, the cab wouldn’t really move.

Most of the time when I reach my destination, it is a just nice time. Not late, just on time. The only few times when I was late was when my cousin went back because she wet her pants, as she falls down on the road of a rainy day. Or sometimes, when I have diarrhea and get stuck in the toilet for like another 10 minutes or so.

There are also a few times when I realize I forgot my wallet or phone when I was already out of the house, usually I end up about 3-4 minutes late for that.

Upon arrival at my work place, the familiarest face I see almost every day, greets me with that silent look from his usual unexpressive eyes. If anything was to be expressed, usually nothing positive, most of the time it’s not about me though, luckily.

My usual super quiet working day starts from there, quiet not because of the environment, but because of the people. My only colleague plus boss doesn’t talk much, probably because we got nothing in common at all. Totally nothing, obviously other than our jobs, that’s what we talk about most of the time, if we even talk. I realize telling him anything about me isn’t a really good idea for various reasons.

But I have to point out that just because I don’t tell him many things, it doesn’t mean that he stereotype people easily, or he think he is right about his own assumptions based on whoever knows what. And he is also not someone who thinks everything he knows should be what people know as well because everyone is a psychic like him who seems to know what other people are thinking. And he is also not someone who gloats over things that he is right about and pretend he haven’t said anything before on things that he is wrong about. Not that I want him to point out that he is wrong, but is there a need to gloat on what he is right about?

No he is not like the boss I’ve been telling you all about last time, that particular boss that I was unhappy with, remember? I am sure you all know which one I am talking about.

I enjoy my silent working life other then the occasional awkwardness of silence. I usually put up a serious look in front of him when I am doing my job, maybe not so serious but at least the ‘no joke’ type. I reckon that if I start being myself in front of him he will think that I can never ever be serious in anything at all. Well, he is a no joke person after all, how should I have behaved? Although I feel that my no joke self does not differ from my normal self when it comes to the results of my work. My boss doesn’t feel that way, neither does yours, right?

My job is usually on the laptop, once a while customers comes in and I serve them. Most of the time, they prefer to be left alone to browse.

I like customer who tells me things, even though I am considered the sales girl there, and I do my job by recommending them what they are looking for, but I like it when they tell me about my wines, things that I don’t already know, or things that I’ve forgotten about. It refreshes my mind and I feel like I am recharged sometimes. Doing computer job too much makes me feel lost in its own world in a bad way… my mind became stiff.

The lunch + dinner or ‘drunch’ hour are usually at about 4 pm, each time, I have to go up those torturous flight of escalators. Not because they’re hard to use, but I have to pass by many many nice restaurants and cafes before I reach my destination, the kopitiam. I had to convince myself that I am super poor although I know I already am, so that I won’t be tempted to step into those nice cafes or restaurants, although my failure rate is about 50%. In case you’re wondering, that’s where I spend a lot of my $ on, losing to temptations like these. Just how weak my will power is? Sometimes when I manage to control myself and go all the way up to kopitiam, I end up wanting to reward myself with a little bit of window shopping, and 20% of my window shopping ends up being non-window shopping. Back to square one. Once a while when I am doing window shopping, I will think of whether or not I should ask Blackie she got mood for clubbing, but it so happen that I always manage to convince myself that I am super broke plus that nice brown color pair of shoes I’ve seen with that fake ribbon thingy could be mine if I skip some clubbing, but in the end, all the $ that I supposedly saved from not going to any clubs end up in the ramen shop or expensive ice creams.

So my silent working day continue till my boss is done with his ‘shift’ and leave the premises. I will start to be myself a little more, I switch the CD to what I like. Sometimes when there is a bottle of wine for staff sampling, ( I am the only staff ) instead of bringing a ¾ bottle home, I finish up another ¼ in the shop by drinking and doing my computer job at the same time. It helps me relax and helps me detect error clearer for some reason, maybe I am too tense usually.

When it’s 7pm, I get the duster from the cupboard and start dusting all the bottles in the shelves. Usually slightly dancing or head shaking to my favorite music in that pile of CD, of coz not in an obvious way, but I got caught a few times by some customers before, they just laugh and continue with their shopping. Some of them end up doing some singing or some hand or leg shaking to the music. I like these people, they’re kind of cute.

After dusting, I check the time and then back up my completed job for the day in my phone. If there is any extra time, I will read some wine magazine or just tidy up the table and etc a little.

At 9pm, I will check to see if there are any extra jobs to be completed by today and finish it all up, like washing the glasses that I’ve used.

At 9:15, I shut down my laptop and tuck it away. Start cleaning the counter from all the oily smudge left by some customers or myself, usually in the shape of handprints or elbow print. Because of the amount of things on the counter, I usually take 15 minutes to finish cleaning. I got this thing about wanting my uncle/boss to start his day fresh when he comes in next morning.

Of coz, there are days where I skive a bit like when I didn’t mop the floor after vacuuming, but those are rare cases. Mostly when I am feeling moody or unwell.

Sometimes I will bring the occasional bottle of sample to my sis on my way home, pour her a glass or two and hear her opinion. Sometimes I get interesting detection of aromas from her which most of the time I agreed to. Like smell of green curry from a bottle of Australian cabernet sauvignon. I guess most non Asians don’t usually associate spices with curry, but some other things that is printed in their own library of smell. Thus you hardly hear people say wine that smells like green curry, but it exist. If I were to tell a certain someone that the wine has aroma of green curry, he probably thinks I am bull shitting or trying to act pro but chose not to tell me about it.

I reach home to an empty room other than my brother outside at the living room. Switch on the air con and start surfing, reading blogs, manga, comics, sometimes read a bit about wines, or wine regions or any other things about wine. Not the studying mood most of the time though, more like curiosity.

Moo will return home about this time, and throw everything all around the floor, get my usual nagging for doing that and settles in front of his com too.

I will find many reasons out of nowhere just to find trouble with him and even though he notice my unreasonability he can’t really do much coz if he ignores me, I will start pinching his tummy fats.

After lazing around, I will finally get myself up for a bath and freshen up myself for the night, watch some anime or disturb some people on msn, my cousin, my sister, my pig peng dog yous etc.

Sometimes I will do some tiny cleaning up as I leave my bigger cleaning up on Wednesday nights or sometimes Thursday nights.

Do the usual laundry sometimes etc etc… eh.. boring…

When I feel like it I will read some news, and I will search for some hilarious news on the internet just to convince myself that news are not all that boring.

Usually these things will continue until about 1 or 2 am, and I will start disturbing moo again, asking him to go to bed soon etc.

By about 3 am or sometimes 4, we will be on bed, and it takes about 3 minutes for him to start snoring, while I take another half an hour or more trying to sleep.

Sometimes I dream about me being a heroine in a zombie movie.

Sometimes I dream that I am the victim of some plotted tragedy like in the movies.

Sometimes I wake up to pee

Sometimes I wake up crying coz my pet fish died in a pool of water in the sink… Yes sink.

Sometimes I wake up coz moo talks in his sleeps or grinds his teeth.

Sometimes I hear the so familiar music coming out from nowhere in my dream, but when I try to look for the source of music in my dream, it always leads to me reaching out for my phone to switch off the alarm.

And the day starts again……

So… by the way, my computer screwed up again. So, if you see me coming online and offline repeatedly, or maybe not see me at all. I am neither crazy nor dead. Just imagine me cracking my brain and venting my anger on moo for not being able to fix my freaking com.

That Weird Phone Call

2008-07-12T00:42:00.001+08:00

Few weeks back,

A phone call from overseas, called using calling card.

Appeared as local number on my caller ID….

Here it goes......

Lady : Hi, is this Jacinth?

Me : Yes?

Lady : hi hi, how are you? Remember me? That friend of your friend, we went clubbing together recently.

Me : eeehh, you are?

Lady : Theeeerreee, remember? Your friend’s friend, at the club one. You told me you sell wine right?

Me : (thinking, the last time I went clubbing was with blackie on Halloween day, it wasn’t ‘not long ago’ it was indeed almost a year ago, or did my memory fail me way too much ) eeh, yeah I do sell wine, but which friend are you talking about?

Lady : The girl la~~~ anyway, if I go to your shop to get some wine, will I get discount?

Me : eeeeh… uuuh… okkkiiee(in doubt) but, whose friend are you again??

Lady : I find you very insincere ler.

Me : eeh? I am sorry but I seriously don’t remember whose friend are you or which friend’s friend of mine are you.

Lady : hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

Me : STEV!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HOW COULD YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!HOW CAN TOU DO THIS TO ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! IDIOT!!!!!!!!! YOU IDIOT!!!!!!!!!!!!! YOU FREAKED ME OUT YOU KNOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Today….

A phone call from overseas….

Caller ID shows number starting with 03

I picked up the phone thinking it was some scam shit…

Here it goes...........

Lady : Hi, this is calling from Australia education blah blah blah.

Me : ( unexpected ) yeah? May I know what is this regarding?

Lady : This is regarding the marketing blah blah blah (forgot what she say )

Me : yeeeaaah? (doubt )

Lady : You were studying in Australia in year 2007 right?

Me : eh, 2006. ( its actually 2005 though )

Lady : oh yeah 2005, so just wondering, are you planning to come back and study ?

Me : eh, I didn’t register for any education thingy, and I didn’t leave this number of mine before I left Australia.

Lady : We got your information through one of our website, so we’re wondering ( some question again) this is for a survey we’re doing.

Me : actually, I am at work right now, if possible, I need to end this conversation.

Lady : hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaHAHAHAHAHAHASHAHAHAHahaHAhHAHAHA

Me : STEV!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HOW COULD YOU !!! AGAIN!!AGAIN!!!!! HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME AGAIN!!!! YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Stev : Oh I Love tricking you Jacinth oooh hahahahAHAHAHahHAHAhahHahHahah.

You know, when you have an idiotic friend, she will always be idiotic.

FOREVER!!!!!

Do you believe ?

2008-07-08T23:40:00.000+08:00

I haven’t been blogging for a looooong time, I know I know, nothing else but my laziness…

So today I blog….

The end

*kidding*

Finally went clubbing after a zillion years. MOS again, but no matter how, we always had fun there. The only downside this time is that, I didn’t get to check in my bag because…. We tried to act cool and went in a little too late. Not wanting to be the early sit there like an idiot crowd you see, end up dancing like an idiot with a big bag on my shoulder.

So now I know, next time, we shall go in early just to check our bag in 1^st, go outside and be roam around, and come back again and be the fake cool crowd.

So, we’re watching the bungee thingy at Clarke quay right below those rides. Kind of exciting watching them, and I guess it would be so much more exciting to be on those ride.. but it cost $40 per ride, so not worth it if it is coming out from my pocket.. so someone, anyone, wanna bring me for a ride or two? You pay for me. In return, I help u scream louder.

After a night of clubbing I remembered how much fun clubbing is. It was almost a year ago I last went, I almost couldn’t remember the feeling of fun although I remember those funny incident.

Well, anyway. I really just blogged today for the sake of blogging, I had something to blog about, but after 2 glasses of white, I kind of forgot what I wanted to write… so that’s it.

Stained

2008-06-09T20:46:00.001+08:00

I am sorry
My one and only
I should have known
Before it was too late

I am sorry
My one and only
I took great length to find you
Yet I took you for granted

I am sorry
My one and only
I got hold of you
Yet I brush you aside

I am sorry
My one and only
I should have known you are special
Not like the rest of them

I am sorry
My one and only
I group you with the rest of them
And now you are stained

I am sorry
My one and only
The pureness you used to have
I have ruined it with my hands

I am sorry
My one and only
I loved you so
But laziness got over me

I am sorry
My one and only
White three quarter pants I have
Stained pink by the red shirts around you

I am sorry …

That Worried Look

2008-06-01T22:12:00.000+08:00

With that worried look of hers, she told me she is worried about me. She said I do not take my life seriously, and it is not a good thing.

I wondered where she gathered that from, I simply questioned her why.

She said I don’t look worried about anything. I wondered, am I really?

I wondered where she gathered that from, I simply questioned her why.

She said I do not react as if I am worried when something bad happens.

I wondered where she gathered that from, thus I tried recalling any possible incident that might have made her think that way.

The last time when something unexpected happen, which isn’t that good, she told everyone she is worried. With that worried look of hers, she tells everyone in detail, why she is worried, how she is worried and how she pray it would turn out to be better in the end.

While that was happening, I was sitting at an unnoticeable corner. Thinking to myself how the bad event wasn’t really that unexpected. Hasn’t she thought of the possibility in the first place? The possibility that things might not turn out the way she wanted. It is not impossible to begin with. Is she really that not expecting that at all? Maybe she is.

I tried figuring out a solution as she looked really worried and continued with that expression of hers. I wasn’t that surprised that bad event happens.

Because I wasn’t that surprised, I didn’t have much expression. I didn’t tell people I was worried, because I know there is a solution. I couldn’t see it clearly yet, but I know there is one, I can feel it there, I just need to dig it out. Besides, it is not the end of the world, is it not right to look a little calmer.

She went around looking for the cause of the mistake, while I seek a solution for the consequences. She found the cause of the bad event, made it public that it wasn’t her fault. I sat there, raised an eyebrow and wondered, what’s the point? And continued with the search for a solution.

Finally I semi-solved the mystery of the bad event, just as she wanted, it did turn out to be better after all. She told everyone she was so relieved. I just sat there just feeling glad that everything turns out well enough.

I realized it is because I do not hang that worried look on my face. That shows that I am not taking life seriously.

I realized it is because I do not announce my worries. That shows that I am not worried about anything.

I realized it is because I do not feel like adding more insecurity to her worries since we’re in this together and it doesn’t benefit me. That shows that I don’t feel a thing about unexpected bad events.

Do I have to do what she expects after all? Showing it so much, what is the point of it all?

Maybe I am not that positive of a person when it comes to possible consequences.

Usually when I do things, either before or after my action, I will tend to draft out in my mind what possible consequences there might be. Usually I imagine the worst scenario I could 1^st, because I don’t like bad surprises. For that reason, I might not appear as surprise as she is when it really comes. Though many time I tried to warn her, she told me not to be such a pessimist. I nod my head in agreement, but still secretly wanting to be prepared.

For being the way I am,

Because I smile like a fool more than she does,

Because I do not see the point in just looking worried,

Because I like to be in a corner by myself instead of catching so much pointless attention which doesn’t help at all,

Because she is good at finding the cause of bad event better than I am,

Because she somehow impresses people much more then I do with her words,

Because she is well known to be worried about a lot of things,

With that worried look of hers, she convinced herself she is someone who took life more seriously than I do.

Now, if it so happens that her opinion does not seem to worry me one bit. Does it prove her right? I guess it does after all, at least according to what she believes.

Why are there so many weird people around I wonder. Or am I the weird one after all?

The Ego Bickering

2008-06-01T02:50:00.000+08:00

It was a whole day of pain for me, and I rested on my bed rolling here and there most of the day. Woke up in the noon to have a little chat with blackie and read some article again. Went back to sleep after the pain hits me again. It was a nice weather to sleep with to top it off, aaahhh.

It wasn’t long before blackie called to ask me out as she was with pam, but the pain and the weather wins this time. So I continued to sleep.

Not long after, again. Moo came back home and woke me up with his noise… feeling a little agitated as I couldn’t get to sleep but keep feeling the pain.

I open my eyes and look at him take off his sweaty shirt to prepare for a shower.

Me : (still lazing on bed) you damn fat ler

Moo : ( puts on the unwilling and denial face) you believe I jump on you and make you flat flat or not!

Me : The only reason why I will become flat when you jump on me is because you are fat.

Moo : shut uuppp!!!! (runs off to the bathroom)

That is how our daily bickering ends today.

Me : 817

Moo : 105

The Pinch

2008-05-31T02:09:00.001+08:00

It’s the great Singapore sales, and I’ve been spending a bit too much for my own good. Maybe it’s because I haven’t been shopping for a long period of time, and is willing to fork out a bit more for things I like. I have overdone that though, and regrettably cower back into my saving mode again.

I hope I have more self control the next time I see a nice dress, coz I realize how wonderful a dress is. I don’t have to think of what to match it with every time before I go out. Like this color doesn’t match that color or what so ever. Coz a dress is all it is. Totally suit my lazy self and save me lots of my brain cell on what not to match.

I think from now on, I will buy more dress to fill up a portion of my wardrobe. Provided I have enough Vitamin M.

Suppose to be meeting 2 goons for shop eat drink session tomorrow, but the blackie was given extra emergency work to do and have to go back to her stinky work place. (stinky because it spoils my Saturday) Pam like me on the other hand, has already used up most of her Vitamin M although not very surprisingly too, knowing her (who am I to talk anyway). And me, prefer to laze at home the whole day and maybe do some laundry since we’re only likely to make it for dinner if any outing is even possible. Plus the great Singapore sales will be keeping my busy for the next 2 weeks due to the nature of my job too. So better laze while I still have the chance, not to mention the uninvited aunty. More reason I should just laze at home. Plus I can prevent creating a big hole in my purse, why not.

Just when I feel a tad guilty when sms-ing Pam about calling off the dinner. I found out she had already the same idea even before I msg-ed her, great mind thinks alike. More importantly, I have no need to feel guilty about anything. Cheers.

Aside from all these, I think I am going to have a terrible night tonight, Moo didn’t manage to get a hold of my much needed pink panadols ( don’t usually help much but ease me enough to help me sleep better ) and the 7-11 which I checked near my house didn’t have it too, wth, and it was too late for cold storage.

May I feel well enough to sleep tonight and dream my usual recent dreams about playing with dogs.

Memory Of That Big Black Scary Dog

2008-05-28T00:46:00.002+08:00

I was very very young. She was an auntie’s friend.

She has a big home with huge garden and back yard. I remember the huge dog which she locks up in a big cage when I was there all the time. Probably didn’t want to scare us, the little kids then.

She lets the small furball like dog play with my sister and I didn’t really get near them anyway, coz I was still afraid of dogs.

I soon forgot about all those, because those things are insignificant. Just a usual aunties chatting etc while I was bored shit hell.

It wasn’t too long after, maybe 2 years or so. That I overheard the aunties talking about that big black dog in the cage.

She was at work when her mother sense that something was wrong with the big black dog. It looks like it is struggling heavily. Trying to breathe or trying to live, or both. Her mother gave her a call at work and she rushed down from work and reaches her home.

Upon her very arrival, the big black dog lifted his head to have a last look at her… finally died.

A Little Mind

2008-05-27T22:40:00.002+08:00

Assumption is a magical thing. It comes in many different forms. Some can be hostile, some can be friendly, some lead to a path to victory, some can be hidden traps, some can be kind, and these are just some of the very core of assumptions.

At times, it can be such a pain in the ass too. Especially when three criteria meets.

- When someone made an assumption about you and it is totally wrong

- When that assumption about you doesn’t benefit you at all or it may even put you in a bad position

- When he made such an assumption but is so damn well sure that he is right like he is born out of your very brain. Especially when he adds in the “because he is older then you thus definitely more experience, enough to assume everything and be right about everybody.”

(not like they will tell you every time but you pretty much can feel the vibe they are giving out already)

I am sure you’ve met such people, many of us have. It is just part of living as you can’t exactly expect countries to be grouped by the type of people living in them. Even if that’s the case, people do travel.

The lucky thing about it is that, some people just couldn’t be bothered.

“Assume all you want, it’s none of my business what you think of me because I don’t give a damn.”

This kind of mentality is to be admired, if done in a practical manner.

Sometimes though, things may not be as unaffecting as it is. Sometimes it can be a heart breaking experience. Sometimes it can even lead to your very own destruction because you are unaware of what assumptions can really lead to. In this case, it is also a very dangerous thing that you should be caution of.

And because of the type of damage if could do to people. There are plenty out there who’d use it to their own benefit. Doing little things on purpose and repeatedly, drawing a picture of yourself in other people’s mind, and then use his assumption of you to your best. I assume that most of them who do that, do that for survival, nothing bad. It turns bad when this little action of ours brings unfortunate events to others.

The funny thing is, it did give a vague idea of how this magical think took part in the rottenizing of the world throughout.

Looking on the bright side, they are not only used for selfish reasons. Although it can be argued that doing things only for the benefit of people you care are a kind of selfishness too. But you know? You probably need to start appreciating such little kindness that is left in this world if not, there would probably be nothing much left for you to appreciate in the near future.

For assumptions in a kinder form, it usually is very much linked to stupidity. You make positive assumptions in order to give another person a 2^nd chance. Sometimes, this leads to your own failure. At times, the person appreciate your positive thinking and he path you a way to success with his ability.

Many times, the same type of “kind assumptions” may be a key to prevent many many sparks that leads to unrecoverable unhappiness. It really depends on whether or not you are able to see the big picture at that very second you’re about to assume something. Unfortunately, most of us do not have the ability to do that as it is human nature. It is only when undesirable things happen that you see your past thoughts and realized that you shouldn’t have made that triggering assumption.

Do not conclude that kind assumptions will only lead to positive things though. Sometimes the nature of different people are to be taken into consideration.

Say, an extremely prideful person may be humiliated if kindness was given to their failure. They would rather do the infamous jap thing to pierce through their tummy with a dagger and die.

Obviously an exaggerating example.

It doesn’t change the fact that sometimes, your kind nature to assume what people need may in turn be a step to their own destruction, or your own.

Or a martyr may assume that loyal subjects should die for their country, naturally. They might expect that everyone do the same happily. Is that really true? Is otherwise unnatural?

The question is, living in a world full of it. What is the best way for you to live happily? Is it selfishness after all? Or is it foolishness?

Yesterday, both my and my cousin had assumptions about each other's sense of direction. It simply just lead us to no where. literally.

2008-05-26T01:25:00.003+08:00

There are just too many things I like in this world. Too many things I want to try, and too many things I want to have. I believe many people feels like that too.

Let’s not think about money and think about what kind of rooms u like to have if you have many bedrooms in your house.

Kitchen is unimportant to me coz I seldom cook. Even if I do, it might not be edible anyway.

Balcony is a must.

I want my flat to be at a high level.. so roaches can’t reach me.

Other than that it’s all about decorating rooms ^^ if structure is not an issue… I wish my rooms to be like….

Master Bedroom

Living Room

Xtra room

One room for everyone's wardrobe

All other 2 common rooms

Simple furniture, lesser sharp edges.
Not too many color. Dog friendly ^^
And I am sure some people will know what that empty space is for in the wardrobe room ^^

The Peacefulness in Anger and Disappointment

2008-05-25T03:38:00.002+08:00

There are a few reason why clubs are there for you to go when you want to party. One of them would be so that your neighbors who’d like to have some peace won’t have to go along with the loud music you enjoy at that moment.

It was 2 + am, with my windows closed. I can hear music from god knows where. I can’t tell coz the music seems to be from everywhere. “ Love comes again”, “I know you want me” etc. Yes I even know what titles they are playing. I can probably dance along if I had the mood.

Unfortunately for them, I don’t. So I decide to do what an evil person would. Spoil their fun by calling the friendly neighborhood police.

They police came at the 1^st round at about 2:50 am I think. The music stop for a while, and came back on at 3:10 am. I was annoyed although not unexpected. I called the friendly neighborhood police again to inform them about the joyful party again that started probably not too long after the police left.

It appears that I am right, the 2^nd time I called triggered the 3^rd “resource” they dispatch to my area. I am not the only one who complained. I am sure they will continue until the police arrive, coz of their partying voices.. those familiar “oohhooouuuoohhwooowoowo” sound when every party-er makes for the kick of it. They were full of battery all the time the music was on. Maybe the friendly neighborhood police was really too friendly that’s why they need three dispatch.

Finally after a while, I hear some silence.

It was followed by some more “oohhowooouuowowohooooohhhoo” but this time, I can tell that those voice isn’t the sound from hype. Rather that “oohhowooouuowowohooooohhhoo” means “tmd which bloody idiot complain our music, cannot enjoy now, everyone here so fun and happy, why must they complain, the police is so uncool, tomorrow is Sunday!!! We should party!!! Tmd… don let me find that idiot who complained or I will chop him/her to death. Must be some aunties around. Wah lao.. the police so efficient for what. Come here three times, I really on music one time they come one time. Freaking tmd kn#%^#$%^$%” etc etc.

In their anger and disappointment, I finally find my peace.

I am off to sleep.

That Traditional Hint

2008-05-24T01:54:00.002+08:00

There are many gifts that people can bring back for you as souvenirs. One thing I hate most is key chains. 2nd thing I hate most is those things that you put on your table just for the look of it, figurines etc. 3rd would be edibles.
I don’t know if you share the same idea with me, but most people would probably know why. Just imagine a keychain or figurines or tee shirt that have a big “I’ve been ____” or “ ______” which says name of place. I really just hate it…
As for edibles… it is as good as bringing back a once off delicious thing that turns into shit anyway.
Maybe my moo didn’t know me that well, or maybe he did it on purpose… but something about his unpredictably very simple sweetness of his choice of souvenirs which unfortunately wasn’t my favorite thing, touched a little bit of my heart.
It’s really nothing fanciful, and I thought I told him about me disliking food as presents. But some bit of me is glad that he forgot about it.
It is a very simple thought of his, not knowing what I like or dislike from all the gifts he can choose from. Plus I know he definitely don’t want to spend too much on such things coz he thinks it’s not worth it (as usual) he manage to chose the best gift out of his limited budget. Although it’s not my favorite thing, this time I am satisfied.

Very simple, 2 box of Wife Biscuit, he thought that it would seriously cheer me up. Coz it is "Lao Puo" Bing. Not exactly the best present but

He did miss me during his holiday trip after all ^^I am happy enough knowing that he did do his best ...
What a traditional way, the cuteness is worth a kiss on his cheek.

Doubted Hate

2008-05-22T22:58:00.001+08:00

Is it stupid to hate someone that you resemble?

In character and in sense.

In a way, do I have the right to hate him?

I believe in the same things he does.

Though I believe I am slightly more humane.

That does not give me the right does it?

Literally running away

2008-05-22T21:01:00.002+08:00

Three years ago, she was only hearing about him from her elder brother. About a school buddy who scream watching horror movie. About this, and that, about that particular guy. They started to chat online. After a while, they could talk about anything, everything. Being lame, funny, maybe being a little sensitive at times. It was such enjoyable time.

It seems they were the best buddies of all time. She and Him…

As time passes, she realized something is changing. Slowly, every time she sees him online she will be happy, and it makes her day.

It’s been a while that she finds that being able to talk to him is a wonderful thing. Little did she expect that an extra heart beat add in to her happy mood when he comes online after more time has passed.

She did realized that it might have been a different type of feeling other then friendship. And she started to panic.

Any sms or news of him will send her hair tingling with hidden excitement. No one but her little sister knows. Finally the day come where he offered to take down notes to help her failing math examination. It means they have to meet up. She was shy but curious at the same time, so she agreed.

His tuition centre was near her house. The supermarket in between was the agreed meet up point.

She walked down from her house 5 minutes before the agreed time and had the longest doubt in her heart. Filled with thoughts of calling it off because she is afraid of what he may think of her.

She was walking towards the main entrance of supermarket as he stepped out coincidentally and saw her. He wave and start to walk towards her as he lift the files of notes that he promised to pass her.

She, in shock, feeling lost, clueless about how to react, decided to make a run for it.

She didn’t look back as she run. God knows why, instead of running far far and away, she ran into the supermarket and hide in a corner. He is probably stupefied but realized she is just like a scared little puppy, decided to look for her.

As he was walking around looking, she received an sms from him saying “Don’t need hide la, I saw you liao”

She was so embarrassed but still didn’t dare to show herself. She sent an sos sms to her sister forgetting that calling up was probably the faster way. Her sister came looking for him.

*taps on shoulder* “the file ler??” the sister asked.

The file of notes was passed to her sister instead.

He was probably stupefied but enjoying the funny moments too.

The sister probably labeled her “lousy.

She was saved because he is almost late for tuition.

Luckily for her, he didn’t see her tomato face at that time.

Bichon Frise

2008-05-22T19:17:00.003+08:00

I was surfing up for hypoallergenic dogs and found a few preference. Not necessarily going to own them due to the price but.. oh well..

my top on the list is still bichon though, but i don seems to be able to find them anywhere. although i've seen post from bichon owners... weird...

Went to 3 pet farm today and every "breeder" had maltese, shitzu and such.. but no bichon...
I don't think i will buy from them, but i want to have a real look at a bichon... I had a real look at many others though... although moo is complaining about the weather and heat and smell the whole time.

That high class sandwich

2008-05-19T00:43:00.005+08:00

Let me ask. What is the difference between a sandwich in 1/8 of a bread slice size, with toothpick on it. And a sandwich ½ of a bread slice size without toothpick on it. But both are made from the same ingredients, both fresh.

To me, it is nothing more than just the size of the sandwich. One of them is bite size which I usually prefer, coz it simply means lesser mess. Probably 50 cents worth of toothpicks on those 3 plates of bite size sandwich I would say.

You see….

There was an event. People stepping into the premises out of curiosity, the event came with refreshments and as expected, many who love to have free things (not ashamed to say, someone like me), would come by to pick up some edibles. That bite size sandwich was on one of the trays positioned nicely on the row of tables. I love that thinly sliced cucumber I can hardly manage to master even on the 6^th time I try making sandwiched.

Event Staff: Hi, welcome, please feel free to look around and have some snacks if you like.

Random Lady: Wah, nvm, it’s ok, I very poor one, eat sandwich is use hand eat those normal ones, your’s all so nice so high class, not for me lar. Got tooth pick somemore.hahaha

Event Staff: How about some drinks for you then?

Random Lady: wah nvm nvm, your glass all so nice so high class, and I don’t know how to appreciate all those things also, nvm la.. hahaha

Event Staff: I see, haha. Well feel free to look around then. Just let me know if you need any help. -_-

Upon hearing that, my brain starts wondering…

Is there any high class toothpick around in this world that I am unaware of, selling in expensive shops, the toothpick is made of some famous rare species of tree that is near extinction?

There is a special scissors or knife, cost $2000 USD each that gives a wonderfully delicious out of this world taste when used to cut sandwiches.

Is there even anything I can do a sandwich to make it lower class or higher class? Ok, Maybe if i put a thick layer of foie gras in some of the sandwich.

The thing is....

I can never fail to understand when someone chose to go kopitiam, instead of coffee bean, or when anyone have their daily meals at hawker, instead of fast food. Or when people chose to hang around at a friend’s house for a movie, instead of joyful drinking at the clubs/pubs.

But I really do not understand the difference between a bite size sandwich with toothpick on it and a normal size sandwich without toothpick on it from a financial status point of view.

To me, it’s free! Not expired! Quite refreshing, and I especially like bite size with toothpick coz it won’t create a mess on my hand. Eat it. Do you really have to show everyone that you have 10 cents lesser then the rest of the people around therefore you’re the special one that is unworthy of a SANDWICH? Which is free for all???

If you’re really as poor as you say you are, shouldn’t you be happy that you got free sandwich?? Or anything at all? I would be! Although I am not starving poor, I do enjoy free things in life. If not, I will just give it to someone who would enjoy whatever I have that I don’t enjoy.

or actually, should I say, what has financial status got to do with being unworthy or not when it comes to food. You are only unworthy when you think you are... I would just think I am lucky when something unexpectedly pleasant comes my way, gladly accept it.

Why can’t they be like the rest of the people, who would be more than happy getting four free bottles of sprite home although it might have been given coz it is out of gas in the first place. We can make ice pop out of it!

I seriously don’t get it.

Ok, now! Who will give me a free desktop which can play some graphic heavy games without lag. I don’t need one so good actually, but I don’t mind extra ^^

The morning SOS

2008-05-14T01:49:00.003+08:00

What happen was, my cousin called me early in the morning at 10 + although I slept very late last night. I let the 1^st call miss not knowing who called. But the 2^nd time it rang I thought it might be urgent. So I picked it up. Indeed, it turned out to be, an SOS call from my cousin. On her way to school near by her residence she saw two dogs one big one small who seems lost and wandering around a few building. She feel sad for them and stayed for a while noticing how they keep running towards ever huge vehicle that pass by. Lorries, trucks etc, upon sight, they just dash across the road chasing and barking at those vehicles like nobody’s business. They are really a handful as it is quite hard to calm them down. Best part is, there are 2 of them. One is already a handful, with 2… Well, you can imagine.

So I did what a cousin should do. I didn’t know the situation till I reach the location, but I thought maybe some food will tame them down enough to bring them home. So I went to cold storage with my just woke up look. Asked for some boxes and bought some dog food and water. Head towards to the location and look for my cousin.

Found her but no dogs were seen. It seems they went pass some hole and my cousin couldn’t get them. Some kind resident of the building let her into the building in search for dogs though. Took about half an hour + - before she find them and bring them to me. I sacrifice the dog food and I am quite satisfied when they are willing to eat. I thought they should be somehow tamed by then. I was wrong. Upon the sign of the next truck, it jumped out of the box and went barking away.. chasing the truck… both the dogs. My cousin somehow brought them back again and I manage to somehow “lock” them in the box.

The female one was quite unfriendly and active though. Growling away etc, while the male seems to have given in to what fate has for him. One thing interesting bout them is, where ever the male goes, the female will follow. Definitely, without fail. When we realize that, we leashed the male with some random strap my cousin has and brought him with us. As my cousin expected, the female just followed. One thing that is quite disturbing is how the female kept trying to put her you know where, on the male’s face. I kind of guessed what might be going on but I didn’t really just conclude it that way…

It proves me right when I was sitting at the balcony bonding with them. They just… went all the way, from fore playing to what comes after fore playing to the climax and suspense and everything. Me and my cousin just sat at the living room, looking through the balcony glass door, and frowning our eyebrows with disgust. Actually I was half laughing 50% of the time la. But can’t help the disgusted feeling too. I thought usually male are the ones who initiate this whole thing but this is the other way round… and the female wouldn’t stop “playing” around the male until he do something about her you know where. Talking about this feels like my blog has just been stained, but it’s too much of a sight not to blog it down. I will try to put something beautiful on the next post to neutralize the effect. No promise though.

The female finally stop growling at me and my cousin for a while after the whole action ends. Maybe too tired, but I heard that it bit my cousin while I was at work. My cousin tried to ask her to sit and such. She growls and bites. I tried the friendly way of approach, I am not sure if it worked, but at least she didn’t growl at me any longer, and she didn’t bite.

Thinking of putting up a few posters for anyone who wants to adopt. But I am reconsidering. Until now they seem quite alright, might be toilet trained. I am not sure, but if they are, I might consider keeping them. Provided no one wants to adopt.

This is not the 1^st time I brought home lost dogs. But never once I am the one who finds them. Once, was my ex, now, my cousin. Whose next?

2008-05-13T13:10:00.002+08:00

Homeless Dogs found on street near my cousin's place.
Details below

2, one bigger in size and one smaller.
big = male
small = female
The female seems to follow the male where ever he goes.

They are found with collars on their neck, ignore the yellow rafia string.

They kept chasing cars passing by, we're worried that it might be minced by those merciless wheels so we decided to bring them home, temporary.

The female seems kind of horny, details will be posted when I come back from work.

I have no idea how to take care of dogs...

They're either abandoned by their owner or somehow lost... will post up owner search poster, but looking for people to adopt them at the same time.

Call 81820958 if you know anyone who is interested.

Lyrics aside, Whats on your mind?

2008-05-12T20:47:00.004+08:00

Tears In Heaven

Would you know my name

If I saw you in heaven?
Would it be the same
If I saw you in heaven?

I must be strong
And carry on,
'Cause I know I don't belong
Here in heaven.

Would you hold my hand
If I saw you in heaven?
Would you help me stand
If I saw you in heaven?

I'll find my way
Through night and day,
'Cause I know I just can't stay
Here in heaven.

Time can bring you down,
Time can bend your knees.
Time can break your heart,
Have you begging please, begging please.

Beyond the door,
There's peace I'm sure,
And I know there'll be no more
Tears in heaven.

Would you know my name
If I saw you in heaven?
Would it be the same
If I saw you in heaven?

I must be strong
And carry on,
'Cause I know I don't belong
Here in heaven.

What kind of person are you? Or to put it simpler, what do you do when you are stuck in the middle of nowhere, with time on your hand.

Those people who loves music so much would take out their mp3 player, and enjoy the rhythm or the beat of the songs or music they prefer.

There are those people who couldn’t stay quiet for a minute and would take out their phone to call up someone, anyone. As long as it is someone he can speak to.

Also, there are those people who like to take out a scrap book out of nowhere and pen or a pencil, start drawing the things they see in front of them, or the things that they’ve been drawing halfway since maybe a week ago.

Some simply look for the nearest retail outlet to shop around.

There are many other types around too.

For me, shopping around is one of my preferred choice. Especially when I am in town for that purpose but waiting for company to arrive, the mood is just there.

For the rest of the other time though, like in the bus, waiting for train, waiting for food to arrive at my table, etc. When I am alone, I like to at the things around me. It is of course, always the same. The same place I eat everyday during lunch break, the same window with the same view. The same kind of sunlight and mild heat, that touches my skin when I sit by the window.

Although everything is the same, the things that come to my mind are somewhat different every day. It is nothing about creativity. It is just plain imagination, and probably a bit of playfulness.

Sometimes I was wondering, if the river down there is as clean and blue as a pool’s water. Wouldn’t it be nice if people can swim there on their way to work or on their way home after work? Having a few of those plastic adjustable sun tan chairs around, and maybe a mini bar for refreshments too.

Sometimes I will be thinking, if the same river brings a tsunami in. (although impossible) How many people would die there? Will it reach the kopitiam? Will anyone get electrocuted because of the amount of electricity there is in a shopping mall, and water happens to be a good conductor of electricity. Would there be more people that will flood to death, or would there be more that will be electrocuted to death. Or actually, they’ll all die upon the impact of tsunami itself, no time for drowning.

At times there are other different kinds of thoughts that flood through my mind like a comic flash. Some are better left unsaid.

And what if, the moon comes out in the day, and the sun at night. Out of the logic way, the sun is the dim light with enough heat to feel comfortable at night. And the moon is a satellite that gives you a slight cooling touch when the moonlight shines upon you. How nice.

If shooting starts are not stones but a bunch of silvery powdery substance, and one day it hits the river at Clarke quay, filling up the whole river with the silver substance. Making it shine so much that vivid pictures can be taken from one of those satellites floating around our planet. How beautiful.

There are so many, so many thoughts that pass through my mind each day. I haven’t got time to write it down. Some beautiful, some not so, some delightful, some refreshing, and some seriousness too. Most of the time, I quickly forget about them. If only my memory capacity is infinite. I would really like to draw all these scenes I’ve imagine down. That is of coz, if I have the ability to draw nicely in the first place.

So now you know. Sometimes when I look space out in the middle of anything, my mind is running wild again…

Many times, people mistook this look on my face as unfriendly or unapproachable. I am really just spacing out…

That Pair of Shoes

2008-05-11T22:24:00.003+08:00

Have you tried standing in another person’s shoe? I bet u did. It was one of the “understanding” action people would take when they see a point. It is good, and it is something that everyone encourages you to do.

After standing in his shoe, what do you do? You walk with his shoe. It is definitely not as easy to do. Most of the time, you do not have enough time to spare, to make the walk worth it. So to spare your time…

The next time, before you try standing in another person’s shoe, take some time to make sure that you have the same foot size as the person. If you do not share the same feet size, you can try standing in his shoe, feel a little bit of what he felt wearing it. It might seem a bit tight, or a bit loose. Doesn’t matter, you seems to have a clue on how he feels. That is enough for you.

If you want to reach his thoughts more, you might walk with that shoe that doesn’t exactly fit you. All you feel is pain and anguish while walking up that slope on a sunny day. Without being able to comprehend what other things he might have felt when walking with the same pair of shoes, you are already blinded by the inconvenience the shoe has given you.

It seems a rather stupid thing to do to be forgetting that you don’t have the same foot size as him. In real life though, isn’t that what a lot of people have been forgetting?

Putting aside your own interest and trying to understand others. It is the kind thing to do. But because we are taught this way since young, most of us didn’t give it a second thought before jumping into it.

What we get might not be the best result. Instead, assumptions naturally come out from what you feel from that same pair of shoe the person has been walking with, but what he felt was different. Is any of you wrong?

2007-12-12T00:17:00.002+08:00

The usual day today, just working etc etc, it was the first day I took the diet pills which consist of both fat blocker and metabolic enhancer.

The side effects which sounded quite scary didn’t exactly have much effect on me. Well at least on the first day.

Known possible side effects (According to what the doctor told me and what I remember)

-Giddiness

-Headache

-Sweaty

-Feeling cold

-Thirsty

-Insomnia

(According to what I’ve heard from words of mouth from my memory)

-All the above

-Depression

-Lost of appetite

The side effects that affected me

-Giddiness

Yes girls, just one. The minor giddiness didn’t at all affect any of my daily routines, it didn’t stop me from ~~playing with my cousin like we’re at the biggest playground in the world~~ providing the best smiles and services for my customers during work. The severity of giddiness didn’t even need me to reach out for medicated oil or panadols. It feels more like the 5 seconds giddiness you would get when you smell something really awful, nothing more.

I am not sure if the medication causes any depression on me coz of my own unusually down feeling lately. So I can’t tell, the doctor didn’t mention anything about depression either, so I guess it’s safe to say it’s not the medication’s fault.

About insomnia, well, I can’t really tell yet, coz my usual sleeping time is pretty quite late already. Unless I can’t fall asleep until 6 am. Then again, Something is on my mind anyway, I won’t be surprise not being able to sleep two hours later then my usual time. Until I am confident enough, I won’t say the medication causes any insomnia, well at least on me.

About appetite, I still eat my usual amount of meal during work, some snacks, some coffee, plain water etc. I guess my appetite is not all that affected.

Sweaty or cold wise, not really coz I am in air con room all day, and cold? I am already wearing jacket all along at my work place, I don’t feel anymore colder then I usually am.

Thirsty wise, well, I am not a drinker in the first place, I don’t drink the healthy amount of water per day, I am sure many others are the same. I don’t feel any need of drinking extra water or so.

The above results varies from person to person, so I won’t say if it didn’t cause me any difficulties then it means the same for you. Furthermore, it might take a few days before the side effect take place. Some people get affected right away though, at least now I can be sure I am not affected to that extend.

I did something bad today though, accidentally.

I laughed at a customer in front of him. Well I can’t really control it, the laughter just came out, I tried to pass it off by coughing since I am already having sinus anyway, but it was so obvious, even my cousin who is standing diagonally behind me can tell I was laughing. I made quite a fool out of myself today too, a series of awfully broken English came out of my mouth during conversation with different people. The doctor didn’t tell me that the medication could retard my brain, I wasn’t prepared, so it’s still not my fault yeah?

*hope*

Hope tomorrow doesn’t rain.

Hope tomorrow is sunny.

Hope 2 million dollar fall from the sky.

Hope something really happy happens soon.

Hope I get up in time for the swimming mood to meet with the sunny day tomorrow.

Hope I don’t laze.

Hope I finally finish my home data entry by tomorrow.

Hope a few of my worries get answers soon.

Hope my good hunches lately is not wrong.

For all the hopes above, (realistic one of coz) time will show the way.

Hope my last sentence is true.

2007-12-10T22:11:00.000+08:00

Today marks the 1^st year of me being with moo. As expected, nothing much happen today. Moo’s boss let him drive the van around today to bring me out, how nice. We went for dim sum, at dragon gate, I won’t recommend anyone to go there for dim sum although the last time I had buffet lunch there on Cass full month, it left me a good impression. Well the dim sum… not so good.

Moo took the liberty to make orders for dim sum from a list of Chinese menu. So I thought he knew my taste and decided to be the man today. How nice, and I thought my dim sum cravings will finally be fulfilled.

I was quite wrong. I carelessly forgot the fact that he can’t read Chinese letters well, at least worse than me. After the order was made… I look at the orders and see a weird combination of dim sum. 2 different type of siu mai, char siew ( those put on char siew rice kind, I didn’t even think of it as part of dim sum family) sweet and sour fish, -_-“ some other meaty meaty thingy…salted fish tofu etc. which look almost like a normal dish.. All the dim sum I had in mind wasn’t ordered.

I asked him… Why on earth did he order such dishes… we could have just went somewhere else to eat instead of coming all the way here for dim sum.

“I donno how to read ler…. The words looks nice then I order which one lor…”

I asked him… Why did you not just let me know you can’t read so I can place the order myself

“I am a guy ler.. must be the one who order.. look more shuai”

I was speechless and omg…

We had a hard time clearing all those dishes and finally ordered what I wanted. Only 3 of them… we didn’t have enough stomach space to contain those anymore… so it was an agony meal… the quality of the food didn’t help either…

I guess Pam is right, you get what you pay for…

We went to vivo for a little walk and to Gloria Jeans which didn’t impress me. Saw a dress at Zara but was expensive and besides… it will look good only if worn on good figures. So… we give it a miss.

We didn’t stay long as it is time for our appointment, with the magic doctor.

We went to the diet doctor at golden hair road. Ok, fine, I am trying to be lame.. Its at

John Chiam Medical Clinic

Block 11 Ghim Moh Road, #01-72, S'pore 270011

Tel : 67633811

It’s the first time I am there after hearing so many stories about him. Just as what I’ve heard, he is patience and willing to help. Explain things to us in details… let us have mental preparation of what will happen or so on so forth, like reduce in cup size etc. Maybe or maybe not, will get giddy spells, insomnia, sweat, etc, pretty much what it will feel like when you haven’t exercise for five ten years and then run 2.4km at a enormous speed. Just have to take anti giddy pills etc if the side effect comes etc… or if not, give him a call if you’re worried. I didn’t exactly ask much coz he filled me enough info.

Anyway…. I weigh 64 kg, unlike the 62 kg I thought I am. So as of now, my BMI is 25.6

He is targeting my BMI to be 20, which is about 49 to 50 kg. I didn’t ask how long it will take since I want to see it for myself and gauge. Prescribed me 2 packet of pills, one white, one white-blue. Will be starting tomorrow.. Wish me luck…

Went for the BBQ coz someone is leaving for good. It wasn’t raining as we’re setting up the fire, but rained right after the fire was ready… Ended up going up to his apartment and chit chat etc etc before we left. Saw some old friends, as in old, very long never meet kind and catch up a bit, but all in all, it was quite fun, funny, etc etc. Didn’t stay long coz moo had to wake up early tomorrow…

Generally, Anniversary was pretty much what I expected it to be. No sweet dinner, no love in the air, probably my mood plays a part, and no nothing, just a usual day. Except that me and moo finally get to step out of house together for anything other than work.

Think from now on, every time I blog, I will post my current weigh to see the progress. Just to keep a record.

Weight : 64 Kg

BMI : 25.6

Target Weight : 50 Kg

Target BMI : 20

2007-12-10T01:29:00.001+08:00

Feeling weird these 2 days… I didn’t do anything weird or out of line but I got a dry throat, sinus, etc… no sore throat or what though.. drowsy whole day because of the sinus… under the observation of my experienced it uncle. He deduced all these to be a part of withdrawal symptoms after I stop smoking, well for only three days now…

Anyway, haven’t been feeling good lately… The only things that can sort of satisfy me here and there now is food and food and food… That is a bad thing though, coz today, after seeing my photo a year ago.. both my uncle and my cousin were in shock… utter shockness… with question marks written all over their forehead.. wondering how on earth I changed so much…

Then again, it still didn’t stop me from eating a lot lately… part of it is probably food is used to replace my smoking… cutting down a lot to not smoking at all, really, I realized I’ve been eating lots and more… it’s a bit scary when I list the amount of things I eat per day. I didn’t feel the huge amount when I am eating though, just counting at the end of the day.. you know…

Here are some of the *ahem* delicious edibles I’ve been eating this few days.. just a fraction of it.

Since I realize that my blog has very, very little traffic, I think it’s pretty safe to say whatever follows,

Short little updates :

-My bad things-

Bad Number 1:

Eating way too much, gaining more and more weight… Can’t stop eating… munch and munch and munch, hungry eat, not hungry also eat. Ballooning way too much…

Bad Number 2:

My dad is still making me not attend my own brother’s wedding talking about all the disowning etc through sms. My position still stays the same though. Not close with my brother, but still my brother, I will want to be there when he gets married etc, not attending and forcing people not to is bullshit… but of coz, as usual, I didn’t reply. Why should I? There is 20% possibility of it being a hoax considering my dad’s primary characteristic. Due to some recent persuading, I’ve decided to just stick to that little not so hopeful hope despite all my anger of every other thing. If things goes well, I will be able to shop and shop and shop ~~just coz I feel like spending his $ when I am not feeling good.~~ because Chinese new year is coming anyway, or Christmas gift, or whatsoever, or my belated birthday present, or my birthday present since I was 14 or whatsoever reason is available. Well if things don’t go well, I will be living in some unknown place with strangers and probably become single sad and pathetic with no friends no money and no life.

Bad Number 3:

Not smoking for a while is quite a disaster, on top of eating out of whatever reasons I already have, I have been eating snacks and other things in place of smoking. Bad Number 1 and 3 combine is just not helping anything.

Bad Number 4:

The recent semi permanent – permanent sinus is killing every bit of me… feeling tired all day long even when working, but of coz I don’t exactly show my “tiredness” with all the makeup I use to cover it all up.

Bad Number 5:

Tomorrow is the 1^st year anni for me and moo, well yeah suppose to be good news, but I don’t really feel any romantic whatsoever in the air… whatever feeling that is supposed to be. Only overflowing tones of dark clouds in my imaginary mind space, I doubt moo has the ability to put a truthful smile on my face tomorrow at all.

Bad Number 6:

If Bad number 5 really happens, moo is gonna be so sad, upset, disappointed, whatsoever = not good too.

-My Wonders -

Wonders Number 1:

When will I get back the interest I lost in many things

Wonders Number 2:

Will I, my life, blood related whoever, whatever is around me ever really settle down and have peace?

Wonders Number 3:

When will I go back to my ‘a year ago’ figure?

Wonders Number 4:

When will my mind be at peace?

Wonder Number 5:

When will I finally be ‘cold’ enough if Number 2 don’t happen?

Wonder Number 6:

Will I ever get rich?

-My good things-

Good Number 1:

Tomorrow is my anniversary with moo.

Good Number 2:

I am seeing a diet doctor tomorrow.

Good Number 3:

At least this is the longest time I’ve cut down / stop smoking thus far, (probably breaking smoke-fast tomorrow though)

Good Number 4:

I love my current job

Good Number 5:

I’ve stop MMORPG, those addictive games…

Good Number 6:

I am still alive and kicking.

2007-12-05T02:58:00.001+08:00

New Blog Song

The Waltz
by Silje Nergaard

Strike up the band let it play
Love songs to haunt me and I will stay
But when it comes to a waltz
Both words and music will ring false

For you waltzed in
And spun my world
Around in dizzy dance
I swirled
But suddenly
You waltzed away from me

Those violins, they must go
So no careless hand with a bow
May play on the strings of my heart
And make me remember how lovers part

How you waltzed in
And spun my world
Around in dizzy dance
I swirled
But suddenly
You waltzed away from me

Strike up the band let it play
Whatever it chooses and I will say
Play me a waltz if you will
I'll sit here and listen waiting until

My love returns
To take my world
And spin it' round
In dizzy swirl
Where girl loves boy
And boy loves girl
And feet don't touch the ground

2007-12-05T00:35:00.000+08:00

Still moody moody mood
Ai yah, changed my mind.
Tomorrow then blog again...
Bleah

Lammmeee

2007-12-03T02:22:00.000+08:00

Do you love yourself?

How do you love yourself?

Imagine if you don’t, how would you live your life?

Just wondering how some of you would answer this question when asked.

2007-12-03T00:31:00.001+08:00

Today is quite a wonderful day I would say. Work started out fine although like every Sunday, business wasn’t fantastic.

Went to Da Pai Dang for lunch, food there was great as usual, even greater when the people working there get 20% discount. There is a boring period of time in between time to time, so I got to thinking about Blackie’s usual office adventure, or some may call it prank. I tried to think of funny things so I can keep the smile on my face. Somehow, inspired by all these thoughts, I had a little urge to play a prank myself. So I got in cahoots with my cousin and did some unnecessary things.

Instead of reading and studying about wine like what we usually do, we prank x 3, nothing original as I wasn’t that imaginative at all, but enough to make our day. We clean his shop out of guilt after that though. I guess it’s a fair exchange, or maybe we’re just too nice, usually pranks are just left as it is isn’t it.

I am so not looking forward to Tuesday coz that is the day where I will face the music.

I planned to make tomorrow my work day since I can kind of sense my uncle is in need of the list already… I told him I could just send him the list itself if needed without the details if he needs it fast. But I think I can finish everything with details in one day with the help of my cousin. Might as well yeah?

I didn’t feel any pain today surprisingly, maybe the hot milo I drank last might when I do computer work helps ease the pain for today… well if it makes any sense at all…

My night ended with potato salad from starbucks… ouch… the carbo… sigh…

2007-12-01T23:54:00.001+08:00

The culprit for my reason moodiness finally appeared… what all of you might know as Aunt Irma. Well well.. it’s good she came, coz I know after this period of time she is here, I will be back to my normal self. But then again, the pain I have to go through during work this 2 days will be such a dread. Someone please cure my pain. How is it that some people feels nothing when Aunt Irma is visiting? It’s already unfair girls have to go through all these, minority of the girls gets away with the annoying pain. During such times while I could have went drinking with people, I’d rather stay at home and do my home work, so I have my pink panadols ready when I need them. Some warm water, lots of medicated oil, a few pink panadols, red wine is out since I can’t drink it with medicine, some muscle soothing patch and a lot more medicated oil… I hate life like these…. I am sure many girls do, but well.. I am in the process of hating all over again at the moment.

Work.. was fine today. I didn’t manage to work so much, I think my uncle saw my weird look today and decided to be serving most the customers today. Unluckily enough, when I finally stand around to serve, one weird lady whom I thought was a customer came out of loneliness to talk to us… just about various things… and some of which is just there to boost her self confidence… the conversation was long. My uncle and cousin was laughing all the way behind the counter while I was at her disposal. Sadness…

Other than that, the day was fine. Just “looking forward” to yet another day of torturous day tomorrow… How I wish tomorrow is Monday so I could sleep in at home. It’s not that I don’t enjoy work, I do, but I don’t enjoy it when there is an acute pain throughout my working day. Maybe I have low resistant to pain, but you know, it’s not very funny when you get cold sweats and this that because of pain. Especially when I have the tendency to have diarrhea whenever Aunt Irma is visiting. Not something new to many of us here eh? Or am I an alien?

Anyway, my mac donalds is here… (dinner) off to eat and continue to work again ~~Yay shaker fries is back

2007-11-29T18:53:00.000+08:00

Before you judge me mercilessly, let me explain that I've been trying to save, really, but the recent events has left me speechless and moody, I felt I have the right to do this to lighten myself up. Just a little....

So, after my work trip to delivery dozen bottle of wine to a very nice looking company at Park View Square, I've decided to drop by Bugis for Lunch with my cousin, and a little bit of unexpected shopping. Which not only didn't really lighten up my mood that much, but made me feel I've spent too much... Indeed.... It was half impulse buying, half needing them. Been wanting to get them all these while but every part of my body keep telling be to save. It exploded today...

So.... Please welcome the new members to my cosmetic family under the Bourjois Series.

Concealer

Liquid Foundation

Loose Powder

Glitter Eye Shadow

-Dmg : $120-

The woman at the counter was kind of old but nice, not the usual old and forceful type. She choses the right color tone which matches my skin color very quickly. And I got a question to ask here....

When I was looking at the liquid foundation... She asked if I have applied foundation. I said yes, i used my loreal compact power all the while as foundation. She was shocked, as in shock "why did you use a compact powder as a foundation" kind of shock. I was thinking.. don't everyone do that? I mean other then those who use the liquid one... Initially I was thinking of buying the liquid one already... but having someone being shocked like that made me want to buy it all the more. I mean, I have to say that using compact powder as foundation doesn't last at all, that is why I was looking at the liquid one in the first place, but is it really THAT bad? No one does that? And yeah in the end, after I go home and try the liquid one out.. it does stay... and my face don't look shiny that fast... then again, I am at home.. but I remembered how my compact powder lose it's effect 10 minutes after I applied it even when I am still at home, other then the halloween night when I 'cake' my face up. So... my question is... is compact powder not supposed to be used as a foundation all these while? I didn't know... No one told me... or is it just because the person is trying to sell...

I have never ever use loose powder before, all my life... other then when my mum was still around and I play with hers for fun, but I think that was talcum. Anyway, I realize loose powder feels much better then compact powder... Am I imagining things after I spent so much?

Concealer was definitely good.

Eye shadow.... hhmmm I got 3 black eye shadow of different shade... -_-" then again, I think I got the rest of the color already, just that I hardly use... pink purple green brown blue silver beige white gray pearl. I don't think yellow eye shadows would look nice anyway so I didn't buy. I got to stop buying make up... and shoes... and bags... I was nearly tempted to buy a lady sling bag today, but I couldn't decide between the $80 and the $110 one. I didn't buy after a while because I know I had to save, but I was defeated at the cosmetic counter. Ended up spending $10 more then what I didn't want to spend at first. I deserve a punch...

Then again, I do look neater with all these new things... less shaggy looking... Cleaner too.

I've decided to save on my future meals though... for quite a while... until I know I definitely saved enough to cover my cosmetics... Ya Kun instead of Kopitiam... save $3 a meal for 40 meals... and bring my own water bottle so I don't have to buy drinks from the oh so expensive Jap Convenient Store. Their resealable can of chilled Ice Latte is $3.70 which only last me about 5 gulps. Super expensive... I was kind of hooked to it after 2 cans... I don't usually drink coffee if you noticed. Oh my...

Good thing is
I smoke about one or two sticks a day now... about 4-6 times lesser then wad I use to

Bad thing is
I think my addiction went to Coffee... Kind of more expensive...

2007-11-28T00:19:00.000+08:00

Today is so not my day.

Went to work earlier coz my uncle needs to go somewhere else, so off I went, with my cousin.

It was raining cats and dogs early in the morning, but luckily the rain stop before I left my house, my day seems to have started good, and it will be a good day today… or so I thought.

I hang my fox jacket on my bag like any other normal day, walking and talking to my cousin on the road to Mrt station. My jacket dropped halfway without me noticing… just when I notice something went missing, I heard three construction workers shouting at me from the back coz they saw me drop my jacket… Such kind people…

It was too late though, my jacket was on the wet and dirty road, well you can imagine.. construction site, rain, road. Need I say more? I ran over with my heels, well short heels, to pick up my jacket. The rain water got onto the velvet layer of my shoes and soaked the whole patch of it under my toes… I didn’t notice until when I picked up my jacket and tried to clean it with wet tissue… good thing that I always have wet tissues with me. My jacket…. My foot… my shoes… new shoes new jacket somemore… =~~~

I was so sad already, and you think it ends here…. I couldn’t sleep last night coz I slept whole noon yesterday, and it’s effect kicks in, in the middle of the day. I was tired, but I skipped coffee coz I was already having a bad tummy ache… I had to buy bao zhai wan after shitting liquid 2 or 3 times… and all these times… I farted so much and so loudly it’s obvious everyone who is in the toilet had heard it… it was chains of loud farts…. I feel so pai seh when I come out of the cubicle… This went on for the whole day…

Sales wasn’t that good today as expected of every Tuesday… so I took some pictures of the shop,

well, for people who are curious ba…

2007-11-27T00:11:00.001+08:00

Nothing happened today… really nothing… just made my this particular off day a sleeping day because of the rain… I initially had wanted to go for a swim and do some sun tanning while reading my dummy book, but u know, it had to rain… big time.. very zhun timing somemore… It was like…

--->*blink blink* waking up mode…

Looks outside the window…. And thinks….

“Hhmm like not sunny enough ler….”

Heard the rain starts to fall heavily out of no where

…

… …

Maybe I should just make this my sleeping day….< ---

Well I often have days where I decide to just sleep it off… very often last time when I wasn’t working at all… but it’s been a while since I have done that… so I thought maybe I should… I just sleep and sleep, even if I wake up, I will just go back to sleep… just sleep… but halfway through like during dinner time, I can’t take it anymore… I felt like I am going to die if I continue sleeping… so I woke up and read 2 materials….

1 – my Mandarin translated manga kekkaishi

2 – my dummy book on wine

The words on the manga are hard to read I tell you, it took me hours to read one volume and yet I couldn’t really figure out totally what is going on in the volume… I only had a general idea of the progress since I kept skipping words, nevertheless, it’s much better then reading chinese subtitle from animation since I have to pause it many many times…

My dummy book not only serve me as my knowledge book, it serve the purpose as my eye soother as well… after reading chinese text for so long.. english text is so much much more better….

Other than that, yeah eat sleep eat read… oh yeah blog… that’s about all.. btw, I ate 3 meals today…. Oh god… the fats….

2007-11-26T00:29:00.000+08:00

Mark that the words in red are my own personal thoughts during when the uninvited event is still happening…

Just like any other customers will, they came into the shop asking things about wines, although the first look at them gave my cousin and I a spine tingling feeling, they are after all customers and I try not to judge by looks…… they seems to be very interested in wine for the first 5 minutes… just talking about wine and wine and wine, (well it’s a wine shop)…and then they strike…

- 5 minutes

Although ‘unsafe to females’ looking people… but yay!! Another possible sale… just be careful…

First they made praises about you for no apparent reason. That is when you know that whatever it is, something is not right… Wasn’t anything about casual “you are so nice” comment but how you look how your character is like and etc etc which of coz you know is untrue… since I believe no one can look at you for five minutes and have so many good things to say about you unless they are up to something.

-5 minutes

What the hell are with this two guys..…. Think you’re the one who says the nicest things about me liao. In my whole people tell me that my eyes are freaking small, you tell me my eyes are beautiful… stupid suspicious looking perverted old man… stop this crap and just show me your tail…

Second they tried to be your ‘friend’ coz of the above reasons they gave you and ask for your name card, and then your name… when they found out that the general shop name card do not give them your personal phone number other then the shop’s number, they asked for your personal number. After refusing to give them, they converse with each other for the purpose of letting you hear their conversation and thought that you would feel the slightest guiltiness eg.” She very nice ler.. will be a nice girlfriend etc” the other one replied “but she don’t want to be our friend ler. So wasted” and then tried many, many ways to ask you out for a drink… ‘wine’..Even after I said I don’t do things like going out just like that with people I met for the first time. I think they even attempted to get my 16 years old cousin involved in this saying things like she could drink as well etc…-_- after being rejected by me again and again while still half entertaining them, they step down to meals… to tea break.. to etc… to nearby place…even up to the extent of buying a bottle of wine and drink here straight away, and even made rude comments like “don’t stay here so long la.. not good”

- 10 minutes

Oh man, intrusive old man… not only perverted looking but they act like one too, this is a wine shop, not a whore house…even tried to get my cousin involved ? omg she is only sixteen for god’s sake…leave her alone u sick old man… enough already, how many times exactly do you want my rejection to be made known… haven’t I repeat it again and again already? Don’t stay here? Going with you is worse and worst! Omg, I am not even hinting anymore, they are still persisting… isn’t my answer straight enough? Can I kill this 2 perverts… I think my murder sense are coming up…the only good thing is my cousin is smart enough to siam after i manage to get her out of the mess.

Third they start to talk about the things they do which by then finally revealed what they are really up to… talk about the things they sell etc etc… after I asked them straight they finally revealed they are doing network marketing. I gave them multiple obvious hints.. k la, not exactly hints since I said “sorry I am not interested” many, many times although still smiling.. even telling them that they are not suppose to do this when they mention bringing their products in to show me. Still continue asking me out for a drink etc, and said the “we will come by again.”

- 10-15 minutes

Oh so it’s you again bloody network marketer.. finally made you objective known… and still I told you I am not interested.. not in you, as well as your products… which part of I am not interested do you not understand? Which part of I am only interested in wines do you not understand… even repeating it won’t make you stop? Yeah sure, you look so much better with your products after consuming it… you already look like a pervert now, I wonder how you look like when you’re in your ‘prime’ time. Omg *imaginary puking* *breathless, brain-dead, murder instinct rising, tolerating everything by pinching their name card between my index and thumb really really hard all the while…

After the whole thing is over and as they step out of the shop FINALLY! My plastic smile seems to have frozen in anger… with that retarded by aliens face of mine, I walked over to my cousin and scratch her arms as I hear them walking further and further away…I had to finish my bottle of coffee and continue with my bottle of mineral water before my plastic smile melted away.

These are what some of the Singapore representatives of NutriLite company would do to promote their products and pull you into network marketing.

2007-11-24T23:22:00.001+08:00

It’s been a day of laughter today… I started work earlier than usual, but today was a good day. I manage to do sales naturally and 3 of us (my uncle me and my cousin) talk about a lot of past experiences and laugh our asses off… not one quarter hour passed without laughter.

He opened a bottle of rose wine today and tried it for the first time. It was my 2^nd time drinking but I prefer the 1^st one coz it taste a little raisin-ny. Anyway, this time it taste like… fruit punch… smells like … perfume… very drinkable..

One more thing is that, I found out from yesterday’s wine tasting that… I don’t really like Sauvignon Blanc… grapefruit smells like it taste like it… a little honey texture but… it’s not the pure grapefruit type taste.. more of something which has the bitterness of the skin included…. Definitely not my favorite.

Tomorrow I probably have the chance to try ice wine. Once again, but well… why not? Lol…

Anyway, on my way home… I passed by this lorry… which had the side mirror’s back decorated….

Thoughtful owner I would say, but he needs an art lesson…

2007-11-24T01:28:00.001+08:00

Went out the whole of yesterday with Viki. Quite a good day I would say, we got what we wanted. I manage to buy my esprit wallet… the dark brown one without carvings if Blackie and Pam is wondering which one. A pair of.. erm.. shoes… with a tiny lil but if heel. And erm… shirts for my moo…

But the best thing if all is, I am able to see a whole day of Cass.. what he does.. etc… it’s fun and tiring both at the same time. Fun when he smiles at you etc etc… fun when he is on the verge of crying and how u just need to carry him up in the air, it took him just 1 second to change that =( to a =D. Fun when u do something which is so unamusing to anyone else but is so amusing to him… he can laugh at the same thing I did for fifty times without getting bored… it didn’t work at the end of the day though when he need some food and some sleep and some food and some sleep and some food and some sleep coz I think that is the only 2 thinks he really need right now other then the basic life sustaining oxygen and tremendous amount of attention. He is quite an attention seeker, probably like other babies, but I didn’t quite remember having any impression of my cousins being an attention seeker when I was young.. really young… maybe because I was young too then and got every amount of energy in the world to play with that… so I didn’t feel it.

I remember I didn’t think of my cousin’s as babies when I was young although yes I call them babies as a term… but I was really thinking of tiny humans that will never grow up to be as huge as myself… and they will forever go gigiagagagogugugu when they speak, and I will have this imaginary lines that I thought they meant… and I will reply gegeuaugeoegoa which is the answer that I have translated for them to their understanding, and they will smile like they understand what I said when I didn’t know myself… now I realize all those stupid sounds which I thought was baby language when I was young, are just sounds which babies find new and amusing because sounds have different syllabus. Their smile didn’t mean they understand… it means that they are just amused… but u know what? I can’t really figure out how my baby language talks can go on for a long period of time before my cousin learns language. How did they manage to keep up with all my rubbish talking.

There are times when I talk to Cass knowing that he won’t understand but pretending that he understand but still knowing he don’t understand.. and Viki told me he actually understand some of the things I do, don’t think he is still the blur blur baby. I was kind of amused… I was wondering which part of the process of me making fun of him did he understand when his mum was in the fitting room.

Anyway I did something I realize is stupid when I was at TCC with them. I spread my hands and said “hi-fi~” and expect him to already know what to do, when he just smile at me clueless I decided to just take his little hand and five me…his hand slap only about ¼ of my palm. Aaawwww the cuteness of it.

And when Viki show her anger on Cass, and I decided to hug him a little and see what positive effect it has on him when someone shows care when he is sad… you know what… he did something really really really cute… he just put his face on my chest and rub his head all around and look at me with a puppyish eyes once every few rub… That moment I thought he is the cutest little thing in the world but his mum told me he is just acting ke lian… well to gain people’s “aaawww-ness” but isn’t that what babies do? Lol

I realize something though, I wasn’t sure if it was because of the occasionally lifting up and down, or escalating in the shops… but the things that Cass do was only for a short period of time each…

Drinks milk sleep wake up blur mood happy mood bad mood drinks milk sleep wake up blur mood happy mood bad mood. This routine just goes round and round like a cycle, but each of them doesn’t last long. It’s quite amusing to see it happening like that for a day…. The downside is that I spent more than I expected yesterday, so I have to save save save again... pray that I have the will power to do that or if not I am going to get into very very very into trouble…

I woke up today with aches here and there on my whole body… ouch… I haven’t been doing exercise for so long and I carried his pram up and down the stairs along with Viki, I threw him up the air many times when he is on the verge of crying, but most of the time is just for the fun of seeing him =I =D =I =D =I =D =I =D

I couldn’t really get myself to wake up today coz of the pain… I was wondering that it is gonna be a pain having to wake up with muscle aches everyday… probably what Viki is going through lol… ouch..

So anyway, got up today and work. I haven’t finish the wine on dummies, but another book was intro-ed to me by a customer although my uncle didn’t really think the book help much… I am sticking with my wine for dummies for now coz it’s light and interesting to read.. very absorbable as well…

2007-11-22T03:56:00.001+08:00

Can't sleep... woke up and custom make my own wallpaper, cut and paste a lot of things la, so i din't draw all of this.......Been playing around with photo shop lately anyway.. might as well..

thought it kind of goes quite well with the rainlendar...

2007-11-22T01:30:00.001+08:00

Took a break and installed rainlendar today, I have to say this is a simple but brilliant tiny little software. So I took the trouble to find some better looking skin and found this 2 cute ones....Atlhough a lot of other seems like it's from 2 years ago -_-" I guess this software isn't too popular...

the 2nd one looks cute too, but it doesn't have the event function. It has the to-do list which is rather similiar... but i've already put everything under events... sigh...

Yeah i know i know, my task bar look like a mac one. but really, i am not exactly a fan of mac, more accurately, i haven't use it before.. Although i have heard many not so good things about it, i actually like their taskbar... btw, it's not a mac emulator.. it's just an object dock i've been using all the while... i moved it to the bottom though.. adding some tabs to it coz it's too long...put my taskbar in as well... so it works pretty much like a mutli function taskbar..but moo hates it...
Niiwaaeess.. whoever wants to get this can get it from http://www.rainlendar.net/cms/index.php
I believe it would be useful somehow ^

2007-11-21T17:34:00.001+08:00

So far I have found.

$350 seems to be the cheapest I could find outside. Well $50 more ex then what I have expected. It seems living at moo’s place became the no do option as I didn’t have the ‘face’ to make someone they kind of know, move out.

Waiting for replies from an agent to see if they can find an appropriate room for me coz the cheapest rooms I could find is still from agents.. >.> I asked how is the procedure like, but they seems reluctant to tell me on the phone. I wanted to know the extra cost involved etc… geez…

Either way, other agents gave me the cheapest at $400, I know it’s only $50 dollar diff la, but I think I becoming a bit niao now…

There is an option for 1+1 unit going at 950, if me and my sis sharing.. well we still need our own personal space so having 2 person is one room is kind of cramp.. 1+1 means one room one living room, more or less like a studio I think… not a good idea at all.

Anyway, if any of you happen to know like friend’s friend or relative or whatsoever.. neighbor or wat.. renting their room at $200-$300, do let me know… Include PUB, no air con… furnished or not doesn’t really matter… smoke or non also nvm. Internet is important, location doesn’t really matter as long as it is not one of those inaccessible place… need to have car etc one.. u know u know.. best is near mrt..

As for my sis. Air con is important… but of coz she is willing to pay more, $300-$400

Just call or email me ba

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Anyways… it really feels like winter lately… for no reason my goosebumps shows up and etc.. the wind is big I feel like winter, had to go to the tap to warm up my hands once a while during work. At home I just recycle my yawn to warm my hands up. Other than working, all I’ve been doing is data entry, do moo’s sch work for him -_-, searching for rooms, and reading wine for dummies… oh the book is so interesting, I guess it’s really for dummies after all. But u know wad, it’s been a long time since I was last interested in a book… The last time I bought a book was in Melbourne from borders, coz I was amaze by how they can actually draw a penis on the book cover. The book was full of rubbish though, and was written by a man who thinks of penis as a god or some sort. And it cost about $32 aus if I didn’t remember wrongly…

Change of topic

Seasons and festivals are coming.. Christmas, new year, Chinese new year.. but I feel like these occasions of yesteryear just happened last month or something… but in between a lot of things happen.. I couldn’t catch up… been a slow poke from since I don’t know when and then oh this is happening, and this is happening too, don forget, that too and this.. most of it which I was either ask to shut up about or I don’t feel like saying myself. Most of them are choices that comes with a whole full package of stories.

I want to be a full time at the wine shop, 1^st I am not bored sitting at shop all day, unlike fashion store, 2^nd there are so many things to know.. it’s not dead.. basically I think I am interested la that’s y. 3^rd, I need a full time job for the $$. Let’s be practical a bit la, if I was given $700 for a full time job I won’t do it even if I am interested in it basically coz I can’t survive.. unless u know.. I am filthy rich… then I can do the things I am interested in without having it in a form of a job.

But I still wasn’t able to talk to my uncle about it. Although there are so many to learn.. yeah la, slowly I am absorbing this and that. But I still don’t feel I have enough qualities to ask for full time job from him. Besides his shop haven’t been long and blah blah ( some other things I’ve considered ) It’s holding my question back….besides, although he repeatedly tell me that he didn’t know much as well, he didn’t exactly say I done my job well enough before… well…. I think I might be worrying too much. But I don’t want to risk it… and I don’t want him to employ me full time based solely on kinship coz u never know what will happen in the future… too much variables.

Or just go back to taking 2 part time jobs.. 7 days a week again… simpler choice… oh man…

I really have mixed feelings about how things are lately.. So far in my life.. I dare say… although I am have a few difficulties here and there… not big.. just what people have in their everyday life.. occasional things that makes me feel lost etc… financial emotions etc etc etc la… but I’ve always been given a solution by luck. I am considered a lucky girl ba, although I don’t believe so much in lottery, maybe something like practically lucky. Like when I need $.. suddenly I find my forgotten bank book at a corner of my room.. sometimes at my secret compartment of drawer.. sometimes people who owes me $ for a long time suddenly pop up to return the $, sometimes when I am upset, I am suddenly introduced new things to have fun with. Or suddenly so busy in a good way (friends birthday, occasions etc) to keep me from thinking of them… or sometimes in a situation where there is no way out, I will accidentally break the wall and bump myself out. Sometimes it feels like someone I can’t see is watching me and maybe gave a little bit of help here and there, usually even before the solution come out, I have the hunch it will, and I began to rely on it. But lately my mixed feelings doesn’t include these feelings of reliance, it suddenly disappeared. I wonder what I did to make it go…

The one and only good news I think I have is probably, I’ve cut down on my smoking a hell lot…. To 1/3 the amount… hopefully it continues… So many all these things happen in exchange for me to have better health? Haha… -_- lame…

Anyway… that is that for now ba… back to my data entry… or I make my job sound a bit better… back to my inventory system design. Lol….fark I can still laugh…

2007-11-19T17:05:00.000+08:00

lets lift the mood a bit... I saw this from -dailytech-

A roach news.... a ro-roach news...

New robots mimic, confuse live insects

A group of researchers led by Jose Halloy from the Université Libré de Bruxelles has succeeded in building a robotic cockroach convincing enough to fool the real thing.

The robots looked nothing like real cockroaches, but were programmed with similiar behavior patterns. Initially, the live bugs fled in fear from their robotic counterparts until Halloy hit upon the idea of coating his creations with roach pheremones. The chemicals, which gave the robots the unique "smell" of a live roach, allowed the machines to be accepted as normal members of the roach clan.

Most importantly, the robot cockroaches were actually able influence the behavior of the entire clan. Normally cockroaches prefer dark places, and make a "collective" decision to pick a common shelter. However, robotic infiltrators programmed to prefer brightly-lit shelters were often able to convince the entire roach clan to migrate to the new area.

In other cases, the live cockroaches were able to override the programming of the robots and force them to continue to nest in dark shelters. According to Halloy, such experiments are critical to understanding the basis of biological intelligence and decision-making.

Halloy said his next step may be to build a robot chicken convincing enough for baby chicks to accept. His research appears in the Thursday edition of the journal Science.
~end~

Lets imagine what we can do with it...
Lead a household worth of roaches to it's death by setting up traps potentially harmful to roaches... that is wad I'de luv to do.

What would u do?

2007-11-17T01:18:00.001+08:00

My work place @ The Central ( Clarke Quay MRT )

World of Wines #B1-51

Can come by and take a look. Hur hur, although I can’t garuntee any possible discounts coz my uncle is rather strict about that. But I can give him the puppyish pair of punchable eyes and try?

Someone ask me to look out for the following… so if any of you have any lobangs. Please let me know, thankx

near bus or train...

gals only..

no smoker...

all bills included, (mayb except phone bills)

Air-Con

Common room

Optional – if got maid to cook for her better…

Optional – preferably without contract

$300-$400/m