Monday, August 06, 2007
The King and I
Blacks has a habit of turning on the TV while having his breakfast in the morning before he leaves for work. Usually its the news channel we watch but because he was in a hurry today (alarm didn't go off) that he simply watched the channel that was already on.
And it happened to be the 1956 version of 'The King and I'. Somehow it caught my attention and I continued to watch it after he left. Until of course I fell asleep on the couch.
I really can't explain what intrigued me, not sure if it was the vocals or the cast. At first I thought it was funny to see a cast of cauasians playing the role of the Thais and thought the 1999 'Anna and the King' starring Jodie Foster and Chow Yun Fatt was much better. But then of course, the budget for the later movie was much more and everything else.
Then, I begin to be very awed by the magnitude of the set, the detailing of each of the cast costumes, the vocals of Julie Andrews. Plus, its nice to watch an old musical movie everynow and then cos its just pleasant to hear people tell a story true a song. Not plain old dialogue like what we have today.
So I leave you here with a song. Most of you should have heard the tune before...I've always known the song but not sure where it was from.
Thursday, August 02, 2007
I am having such a terrible headache its unreal. Feels like my brain is banging on my skull, screaming to be let out and its making nausea at the same time.
No. I am not pregnant.
Attended the BBQ organised by Black's classmates for all the international students and their family. Met so many people that I can't recall all their names but think I will have more chance. There was wine from all over the world cos we had people from france, spain etc...and beer from all over the world, German, Dutch, Japanese, Canadian, USA.
iGeek: You would have LOVE this tasting session.
BBQ was typical ang-moh style with just hot dogs and hamburgers. While I was there, I was thinking if this was a Singapore BBQ there would be Chicken Wing, Pork Chop, Chicken Chop, Beef Steak, Satay, Sting Ray, Curry Chicken, Char bee Hoon, Almond Jelly, Agar Agar, Hot Dog, Salad, more Curry Chicken, More Char Bee Hoon. Fried rice....
Just thinking about it makes my headache feels a lot better......ahhhh I miss my mother and my mother-in-law cooking....
No. I am not pregnant.
Attended the BBQ organised by Black's classmates for all the international students and their family. Met so many people that I can't recall all their names but think I will have more chance. There was wine from all over the world cos we had people from france, spain etc...and beer from all over the world, German, Dutch, Japanese, Canadian, USA.
iGeek: You would have LOVE this tasting session.
BBQ was typical ang-moh style with just hot dogs and hamburgers. While I was there, I was thinking if this was a Singapore BBQ there would be Chicken Wing, Pork Chop, Chicken Chop, Beef Steak, Satay, Sting Ray, Curry Chicken, Char bee Hoon, Almond Jelly, Agar Agar, Hot Dog, Salad, more Curry Chicken, More Char Bee Hoon. Fried rice....
Just thinking about it makes my headache feels a lot better......ahhhh I miss my mother and my mother-in-law cooking....
Tuesday, July 31, 2007
Sunday, July 29, 2007
I always knew I was not so much a nature person but always thought I would be fine if put in nature. After all, I 'hiked' the HSBC Treetop walk, Blacks and I take walks in Botanical Gardens and East Coast. But this afternoon, I think I have affirmed what I already knew.
We went to a walk at a Wildlife Trail in Quantico (sorry, forgot to bring our camera) and unlike the 'trails' in Singapore, the footpath are not tarred, there are logs blocking the way and leaves from branches actually brushes you by as you walk. It started alright cos I was actually quite excited about it. Its not like you will be able to do this in Singapore and was looking forward to seeing wildlife. But, as we proceeded, I was gittery at every rustle among the leaves and went hysterical when I saw a green colour fly on my arm.
But Im alright. Got out of the wilderness alive and well. Will try hiking again. Hopefully with time, I will get more accustom to nature.
Hopefully the next time, nature has a Victoria Secret store within.
We went to a walk at a Wildlife Trail in Quantico (sorry, forgot to bring our camera) and unlike the 'trails' in Singapore, the footpath are not tarred, there are logs blocking the way and leaves from branches actually brushes you by as you walk. It started alright cos I was actually quite excited about it. Its not like you will be able to do this in Singapore and was looking forward to seeing wildlife. But, as we proceeded, I was gittery at every rustle among the leaves and went hysterical when I saw a green colour fly on my arm.
But Im alright. Got out of the wilderness alive and well. Will try hiking again. Hopefully with time, I will get more accustom to nature.
Hopefully the next time, nature has a Victoria Secret store within.
Saturday, July 28, 2007
A funny story
A couple went into an insurance company. The husband bought an auto insurance the day before and wanted to add another vehicle into the policy as they had 2 cars. He was dressed in running shorts and a t-shirt while the wife was in a short skirt and a racer back.
Enters the saleslady. The same one who served the husband the day before.
'Here to add your daughter?' She asked.
'Huh?' The huaband thought he heard her wrongly
'Here to add your daughter into the policy?' She asked again but realised a split second later, a booboo.
'Oh or that's your wife?' She re-asked the question, with a slight embarassment on her face.
'I don't look that old right?'
'Oh not at all.........give me one second' The saleslady quickly exits the embarassing scene that she has just caused.
The wife couldn't stop laughing. Although they are only 5 years apart, she always thought her husband looks very young for his age and she looks mature.
But it really made her day. SHE LOOKS YOUNG!!!
Enters the saleslady. The same one who served the husband the day before.
'Here to add your daughter?' She asked.
'Huh?' The huaband thought he heard her wrongly
'Here to add your daughter into the policy?' She asked again but realised a split second later, a booboo.
'Oh or that's your wife?' She re-asked the question, with a slight embarassment on her face.
'I don't look that old right?'
'Oh not at all.........give me one second' The saleslady quickly exits the embarassing scene that she has just caused.
The wife couldn't stop laughing. Although they are only 5 years apart, she always thought her husband looks very young for his age and she looks mature.
But it really made her day. SHE LOOKS YOUNG!!!
Tuesday, July 24, 2007
Monday, July 23, 2007
ALESSIO GIAN DE MERCURIO
Welcome to the world, my precious nephew...You are so lucky to be born into this weird ass family....but we promise we will love you so much that you will turn into one of us haha.
Sunday, July 22, 2007
The battle of Fredericksburg
Well, do you know about the battle of Fredericksburg? Well, neither do we. But while exploring around the area where we stay, we stumbled upon the memorial of the battle of Fredericksburg. 
And so happen as we reach, the guided tour was gonna start. So what the heck we thought. We went on the guided tour and listen to all about the Battle of Fredericksburg.
And so happen as we reach, the guided tour was gonna start. So what the heck we thought. We went on the guided tour and listen to all about the Battle of Fredericksburg. So what issit all about? If I didn't remember wrongly what the guide said; it was the civil war. The war between the Confederates (Lincoln's army) and the Union Army. What so rather significant about this war was....ahhh...i cant remember it properly so I shant marr the history. But it was significant.
Also, since Virignia is 12 hours behind Singapore...we finally also caught Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix. 12 days late. I loved the movie though I must say I expected a lot more...of course, its but hard to put everything in the book in.
To wrap up the night up...blacks and I decided to bring the mountain to mohammed....we brought Singapore WANTON MEE to Virginia.....
Friday, July 13, 2007
Ok...I havent got photos cos have been quite busy...but will post some soon!!!
12th July 2007.
After enduring a 7 hour flight from Singapore to Japan, a 45 min transit time where we only managed to see the banner that says "Yokoso Japan", a 17 hour flight from Japan to Washington DC and an approximately 2 hour car right from Washington dulles airport, we finally reach Quantico.
You can only imagine our energy level by the time we entered our temporary accomodation. But it was only 6.30pm, the sky was bright like its mid afternoon, plus we were hungry. So we took up LTC Chan's offer for dinner with Sihou and his wife.
Our first meal in America turns out to be Vietnamese Pho. Which I must admit wasnt that bad a thing cos after the loooong flight, all i wanted was a hot bowl of soup (typical for all chinese).
Coversations remained superficial and I could sense my husband was either very tired or rather nervous but I reckon he was both cos he just wasnt in his usual self.
Once dinner was done, we headed back to our room, marvelled by how its was already 9pm and the sky was just starting to turn dark. A second good shower and we slept by 10pm!
The last time I slept at 10pm was in primary school I think!
First impression: Feeling a little like a mountain tortoise not having been to USA before, I really didn;t get the feeling that I actually was in USA.
It just really looks very different to what I watched in the movies. Was I disappointed with what I saw? Not really. Maybe because I was too tired to notice anything as well.
But one thing's for sure, I wish the world leaders come together some day to unify certain things. Firstly, standard measurement;either feet/yards or meters/centimeters, lbs/kg. Its very difficult for people to keep converting everything! Especially temperature!
Secondly, driving on 1 agreed side of the road. While Americans (when you watch movies) always say right hand driving is like driving on the wrong side of the road. Well, I feel that left hand driving seems to BE DRIVING ON THE WRONG SIDE OF THE ROAD. I keep turning my left head only to realise my rearview mirror is on my right and so is everything else.
But it was a good sight to see ALL THE UNIFORMED MEN, their clean shaven sides with that strong angular jaw...soooo cute.
13th July 2007
Again, i think the last time I woke up at 6am was in primary school. We had to wake up early to get out paperwork done. Ltc Chan really did us a HUGE FAVOUR by driving us all around and showing us what was to be done.
We first when to 'check-in', by seeing a lady called Tommie Hart. A very nice senior lady whom I can only assumed that she has been working for the military for the most part of her life, judging by the amount of international ornaments on the shelves around her and the clutter on her table.
She then sent us to get our IDs done which we were told by Ltc Chan that it would be a long wait. The ID Center is packed almost everyday and if you are a walk-in/late for your appointment, get ready to wait for up to 7 hours and run into the risk of not getting to get it done still!
Luckily, he has already made an appointment for us and we were glad we weren't late. At the counter, we met a lady called Jacqui who said she will attend to us immediately. We din even have to wait at all!!! Amazing.
Though there were a few screw ups that happened; name mispelt, date of birth wrong (still wrong for mine), we were glad to be in and out of the ID center in apparently record time of 1 hour!
Plus, having the honour to participate in Jacqui's survey of 'Would you get a stranger to pee on your foot if you ever stepped on a sea urchin'.
And no, it din end there. We next went to the Naval Medical Center to 'check-in' once more and make sure our names were in the database for free medical.
Medical here is like australia, its by appointment only. So what do you do if you are running high fever and coughing out your lungs? Wait?
It's times like this that really make me appreciate Singapore.
Oh, finally done with all the administrative paperwork. Now to pick up our rental car for the week.
We stopped by the MCX (Marine Corps Exchange) which is like a mini so-called shopping center. Well, I have never really gone into a military base before so it was a bit weird to see sooo many men in uniform walking around.
I also managed to find all the marine corps tee-shirts that chin would like very much.
We rented a compact car, Kia. And Blacks walked to the wrong side of the car wanted to get into the driver's seat. Booboo 1. Blacks then drove out, almost turning into the lane of on-coming traffic. Booboo 2.
I wonder if Ltc Chan feared for his life sitting next to Blacks. It was an driving instructor teach a new learner driver all over again.
What I didn't understand was, how does quantico expect anyone to get anywhere on time when the bloody speed limit averages at around 30mph (55kph)?!?!?!
The driving is relatively easy to accustom to. Its the speed limit that was frustrating!
Blacks and I spend the after flat hunting. Saw 3 apartment estates which i presume is equivalent to our condominiums. But its a FAAARRRR CRYYYY from ours.
Sure it has a pool and a smmall gym in each of the estate. But my god, the apartment blocks are no taller than 3 storeys and it looks like a big bunglow with bigg rooms...posing as apartments.
And they don't come cheap to. So we will need to see a few more to decide what exactly we want.
WALLLLL MARRRTTTT. Now, for those who has never been to the states and to Wal mart like me. You will probably go in and rename Wal Mart to WOW MART!
It is really quite amazing. The floor space of WOW MART is probably equivalent to 10 or more 5 room flats. Aisle after aisle of American Size shopping
Everything is BIGGER. Especially the trolleys you push around. Its like the size of a Cherry Q car. WWWOOOWWWW MART.
12th July 2007.
After enduring a 7 hour flight from Singapore to Japan, a 45 min transit time where we only managed to see the banner that says "Yokoso Japan", a 17 hour flight from Japan to Washington DC and an approximately 2 hour car right from Washington dulles airport, we finally reach Quantico.
You can only imagine our energy level by the time we entered our temporary accomodation. But it was only 6.30pm, the sky was bright like its mid afternoon, plus we were hungry. So we took up LTC Chan's offer for dinner with Sihou and his wife.
Our first meal in America turns out to be Vietnamese Pho. Which I must admit wasnt that bad a thing cos after the loooong flight, all i wanted was a hot bowl of soup (typical for all chinese).
Coversations remained superficial and I could sense my husband was either very tired or rather nervous but I reckon he was both cos he just wasnt in his usual self.
Once dinner was done, we headed back to our room, marvelled by how its was already 9pm and the sky was just starting to turn dark. A second good shower and we slept by 10pm!
The last time I slept at 10pm was in primary school I think!
First impression: Feeling a little like a mountain tortoise not having been to USA before, I really didn;t get the feeling that I actually was in USA.
It just really looks very different to what I watched in the movies. Was I disappointed with what I saw? Not really. Maybe because I was too tired to notice anything as well.
But one thing's for sure, I wish the world leaders come together some day to unify certain things. Firstly, standard measurement;either feet/yards or meters/centimeters, lbs/kg. Its very difficult for people to keep converting everything! Especially temperature!
Secondly, driving on 1 agreed side of the road. While Americans (when you watch movies) always say right hand driving is like driving on the wrong side of the road. Well, I feel that left hand driving seems to BE DRIVING ON THE WRONG SIDE OF THE ROAD. I keep turning my left head only to realise my rearview mirror is on my right and so is everything else.
But it was a good sight to see ALL THE UNIFORMED MEN, their clean shaven sides with that strong angular jaw...soooo cute.
13th July 2007
Again, i think the last time I woke up at 6am was in primary school. We had to wake up early to get out paperwork done. Ltc Chan really did us a HUGE FAVOUR by driving us all around and showing us what was to be done.
We first when to 'check-in', by seeing a lady called Tommie Hart. A very nice senior lady whom I can only assumed that she has been working for the military for the most part of her life, judging by the amount of international ornaments on the shelves around her and the clutter on her table.
She then sent us to get our IDs done which we were told by Ltc Chan that it would be a long wait. The ID Center is packed almost everyday and if you are a walk-in/late for your appointment, get ready to wait for up to 7 hours and run into the risk of not getting to get it done still!
Luckily, he has already made an appointment for us and we were glad we weren't late. At the counter, we met a lady called Jacqui who said she will attend to us immediately. We din even have to wait at all!!! Amazing.
Though there were a few screw ups that happened; name mispelt, date of birth wrong (still wrong for mine), we were glad to be in and out of the ID center in apparently record time of 1 hour!
Plus, having the honour to participate in Jacqui's survey of 'Would you get a stranger to pee on your foot if you ever stepped on a sea urchin'.
And no, it din end there. We next went to the Naval Medical Center to 'check-in' once more and make sure our names were in the database for free medical.
Medical here is like australia, its by appointment only. So what do you do if you are running high fever and coughing out your lungs? Wait?
It's times like this that really make me appreciate Singapore.
Oh, finally done with all the administrative paperwork. Now to pick up our rental car for the week.
We stopped by the MCX (Marine Corps Exchange) which is like a mini so-called shopping center. Well, I have never really gone into a military base before so it was a bit weird to see sooo many men in uniform walking around.
I also managed to find all the marine corps tee-shirts that chin would like very much.
We rented a compact car, Kia. And Blacks walked to the wrong side of the car wanted to get into the driver's seat. Booboo 1. Blacks then drove out, almost turning into the lane of on-coming traffic. Booboo 2.
I wonder if Ltc Chan feared for his life sitting next to Blacks. It was an driving instructor teach a new learner driver all over again.
What I didn't understand was, how does quantico expect anyone to get anywhere on time when the bloody speed limit averages at around 30mph (55kph)?!?!?!
The driving is relatively easy to accustom to. Its the speed limit that was frustrating!
Blacks and I spend the after flat hunting. Saw 3 apartment estates which i presume is equivalent to our condominiums. But its a FAAARRRR CRYYYY from ours.
Sure it has a pool and a smmall gym in each of the estate. But my god, the apartment blocks are no taller than 3 storeys and it looks like a big bunglow with bigg rooms...posing as apartments.
And they don't come cheap to. So we will need to see a few more to decide what exactly we want.
WALLLLL MARRRTTTT. Now, for those who has never been to the states and to Wal mart like me. You will probably go in and rename Wal Mart to WOW MART!
It is really quite amazing. The floor space of WOW MART is probably equivalent to 10 or more 5 room flats. Aisle after aisle of American Size shopping
Everything is BIGGER. Especially the trolleys you push around. Its like the size of a Cherry Q car. WWWOOOWWWW MART.
Friday, July 06, 2007
Sunday, June 17, 2007
Sunday, June 10, 2007
MY LAST 7 Days
I never thought there would be a day where I actually will miss my job when I leave. But guess what? I'm experiencing it now.
For the past 11 months, I have taken bus 10/30, to Harbourfront, changed to bus 166/57/97/61 and going into 450 Alexandra Road. Taken the lift to the 5th floor and into my cubicle where i work from 9am to 6pm. and take the same route back home.
Ok, so I don't take the bus all the time. I cab and I drive and no I don't always take the same route back home cos Im usually out for dinner with Juni after work or I'll be at the gym first before I go home. But I'm sure you know what I mean.
I've cleared out my cubicle that was full of soft toys and figurines. Cleared out my drawers that were full of junk. And my mailbox that were full of spam. At my final week of work at HP, I am currently a benchwarmer...or seat fillers if you prefer. I am penning my "Pugilistic Manual" book for the nice marketing manager and my eventual replacement. And I am harbouring thoughts of giving the evil marketing manager loads of shit to clear. But that would be unethical and mean. I will not stoop to his despicable-ness.
But I miss the people already. My Superman who gives me something to smile at the office...freakily look like my Blackman. My Bros (Khem&Tay) who dines and laugh (at me mostly) with me. Hwee,Kong,Mokky and all the other TCs that giives me hope that there are actually good decent people in the world after all. YioYio whom I love to hate but hate to love because I can never win with him and its sometimes such a turn on. And sweet Lynda whos always got my back.
Oh well, but I think i gave it a good run after all. I worked my ass off when Im needed. And tried very ahrd to deliver when Im suppose to. If I've failed in some way, at least I learned a ton along the way.
Good Bye HP Software SEA. You'll be missed.
For the past 11 months, I have taken bus 10/30, to Harbourfront, changed to bus 166/57/97/61 and going into 450 Alexandra Road. Taken the lift to the 5th floor and into my cubicle where i work from 9am to 6pm. and take the same route back home.
Ok, so I don't take the bus all the time. I cab and I drive and no I don't always take the same route back home cos Im usually out for dinner with Juni after work or I'll be at the gym first before I go home. But I'm sure you know what I mean.
I've cleared out my cubicle that was full of soft toys and figurines. Cleared out my drawers that were full of junk. And my mailbox that were full of spam. At my final week of work at HP, I am currently a benchwarmer...or seat fillers if you prefer. I am penning my "Pugilistic Manual" book for the nice marketing manager and my eventual replacement. And I am harbouring thoughts of giving the evil marketing manager loads of shit to clear. But that would be unethical and mean. I will not stoop to his despicable-ness.
But I miss the people already. My Superman who gives me something to smile at the office...freakily look like my Blackman. My Bros (Khem&Tay) who dines and laugh (at me mostly) with me. Hwee,Kong,Mokky and all the other TCs that giives me hope that there are actually good decent people in the world after all. YioYio whom I love to hate but hate to love because I can never win with him and its sometimes such a turn on. And sweet Lynda whos always got my back.
Oh well, but I think i gave it a good run after all. I worked my ass off when Im needed. And tried very ahrd to deliver when Im suppose to. If I've failed in some way, at least I learned a ton along the way.
Good Bye HP Software SEA. You'll be missed.
Saturday, June 09, 2007
There is a Chinese saying that goes like this; Fang Xid Tu Dao Li Di Cheng Fo. It means actually for an evil / bad person to literally drop his/her evil ways & work towards becoming Buddha "e; good. I dunno why but l've always like this saying. So recently a decision I made gave me a chance to improvise on this old saying. I've been saying "Fang Xia TU Dao Li Di Cheng Lao Po. which actually means that I am ready to drop everything and become his wife. full time. 100%. in AMERICA.
Well, it was a very hard decision I had to make. After all, aside from the romantic aspect of 'eloping'; we need to also be practical right? But in the end, Hei and I are convince that money can be earned again but the experience may never. So we arrived at this decision. Afterall, I'm also looking to take a break from this country. After 3 bosses,1 bitcher than the last. I am tired of dealing with bastards who don't appreciate my hard work & effort.
So ya, Im leaving, together with my Blackman, we are flying 11th July. Singapore-Washington on United Airlines.
I will miss everyone dearly.
Well, it was a very hard decision I had to make. After all, aside from the romantic aspect of 'eloping'; we need to also be practical right? But in the end, Hei and I are convince that money can be earned again but the experience may never. So we arrived at this decision. Afterall, I'm also looking to take a break from this country. After 3 bosses,1 bitcher than the last. I am tired of dealing with bastards who don't appreciate my hard work & effort.
So ya, Im leaving, together with my Blackman, we are flying 11th July. Singapore-Washington on United Airlines.
I will miss everyone dearly.
Thursday, May 31, 2007
Mr Moon by Mando Diao
Stumbled upon this relatively unknown (in Singapore) Swedish band and found them really quite good. You should check out their other song 'Long Before Rock n Roll'
Enjoy!
Enjoy!
Sunday, May 27, 2007
Friday, May 25, 2007
I miss her.
I remember the days where its just me and her. We shared the room and kill ourselves laughing over nothing. Gone are the days where she listens and give me good advice. Nowadays, she just provides me with sweeping words of advice. We used to stuff ourselves with 4 bowls of herbal soup and 2 packets of duck rice while watching the latest episode of Ally Mcbeal. It didn't matter if it was my clothes or hers, or my shoes or hers, we shared everything. She was the person I run to even noone understood me because I know she does. My room was the room she hid and cried while arguing with her ex-boyfriend on the telephone, not knowing I was still awake. My heart ache while I handed her the box of tissue and went back to sleep. We used to have our own private conversation while watching television and noone could understand but us. We used to have dinners together, just her and me. We used to go out together just her and me.
She has distant.
Ironically, we are only 10 feet from each other.
We never have dinners together anymore. Even going as far as having to buy a duplicate item in the fridge just so its segregated 'yours' and 'mine'. I never see her alone anymore. A third party has arrive. And even though I am happy to see her happy. I wonder if she knows I miss her. And sometimes cry because I miss the times we used to share. Everything seems to be a secret these days. Everything seems to be hidden. She is hidden. She is so far away that I can't even see her shadow sometimes. What happen?
I love her so much.
And I hate you for taking her away from me. It is because of you that she has become so distant. From everyone. The only time she has she spend with you. Do you realise it? You may have brought her happiness. But your selfish-ness and possessiveness have allowed noone else but yourself to enjoy her. Your voice have drowned everyone else's. Your life is all she has revolve herself over. Yet, you say you love her. You just want her. You just want noone else to have her. You don't see her for who she is. You just want to mould her into who you want her to be.
And you succeeded.
She is noone the she, I grew up with. Her outspoken nature has been dwarf by your insatiable voice. Her personality has been concealed by your out the top, exhibitionist nature.
You are a theif. You are a theif who sponges off others like its only right. You stole her for us. You stole her from the world and hid her in hands for only you to appreciate.
I miss her. I hope one day, she comes back.
I remember the days where its just me and her. We shared the room and kill ourselves laughing over nothing. Gone are the days where she listens and give me good advice. Nowadays, she just provides me with sweeping words of advice. We used to stuff ourselves with 4 bowls of herbal soup and 2 packets of duck rice while watching the latest episode of Ally Mcbeal. It didn't matter if it was my clothes or hers, or my shoes or hers, we shared everything. She was the person I run to even noone understood me because I know she does. My room was the room she hid and cried while arguing with her ex-boyfriend on the telephone, not knowing I was still awake. My heart ache while I handed her the box of tissue and went back to sleep. We used to have our own private conversation while watching television and noone could understand but us. We used to have dinners together, just her and me. We used to go out together just her and me.
She has distant.
Ironically, we are only 10 feet from each other.
We never have dinners together anymore. Even going as far as having to buy a duplicate item in the fridge just so its segregated 'yours' and 'mine'. I never see her alone anymore. A third party has arrive. And even though I am happy to see her happy. I wonder if she knows I miss her. And sometimes cry because I miss the times we used to share. Everything seems to be a secret these days. Everything seems to be hidden. She is hidden. She is so far away that I can't even see her shadow sometimes. What happen?
I love her so much.
And I hate you for taking her away from me. It is because of you that she has become so distant. From everyone. The only time she has she spend with you. Do you realise it? You may have brought her happiness. But your selfish-ness and possessiveness have allowed noone else but yourself to enjoy her. Your voice have drowned everyone else's. Your life is all she has revolve herself over. Yet, you say you love her. You just want her. You just want noone else to have her. You don't see her for who she is. You just want to mould her into who you want her to be.
And you succeeded.
She is noone the she, I grew up with. Her outspoken nature has been dwarf by your insatiable voice. Her personality has been concealed by your out the top, exhibitionist nature.
You are a theif. You are a theif who sponges off others like its only right. You stole her for us. You stole her from the world and hid her in hands for only you to appreciate.
I miss her. I hope one day, she comes back.
Sunday, May 20, 2007
My...
So much has happened recently that I don't know where to begin and somehow somewhere, I lost that will to blog even though so much and ran through my mind.
My burn has heal and though the mark has not exactly gone away but its no longer irritated and itchy. I got hurt that night, not just physically but also emotionally. By the water and by my husband whose work came before I did. It still kinda ached my heart a bit til today but I suppose it will soon heal in time.
My work is also coming to an end. In 21 days, I will be leaving HP and looking for a new phase in life. It seems all so daunting, exciting and fulfilling at the same time because it means again I have to start looking for work which I really dread. But at the same time, I think I have had a good run at HP. I did my work to the best of my ability and made some new friends that have guided me and made me laugh. Besides from new found work skills and knowledge, I also know now how important who u know are. Damn Im not in the HOOD.
My home. Didn't come. The Bedok flat that I was rooting for really fell through. Well technically, we got a queue number but because the number is so great, the 'polite' customer service officer from HDB tells me that we are actually not successful. I gave her a piece of my mind then regret giving crap to her cos she was just doing her job. Wrote to ST forum and got published.
My friends. Plenty of happenings. Besides from iGeek's a series of unfortunate events yesterday in Sentosa; got stuck in toilet cubicle, got slipper kicked off on the sky ride. A Jimny is after Molala. Soft spoken guy for seemed nice enough. Well, let's just allow nature to takes it course and love to floowwww.
My poor Vicky. I was trying to trim her fur around her ear so it wont irritated but I accidentally nip her ear. I felt so guilty the whole day even now I almost cried. Cooked a pasta dinner for her and gave her some bananas. But I swear I have the whole's most good natured dog. Love her!
My burn has heal and though the mark has not exactly gone away but its no longer irritated and itchy. I got hurt that night, not just physically but also emotionally. By the water and by my husband whose work came before I did. It still kinda ached my heart a bit til today but I suppose it will soon heal in time.
My work is also coming to an end. In 21 days, I will be leaving HP and looking for a new phase in life. It seems all so daunting, exciting and fulfilling at the same time because it means again I have to start looking for work which I really dread. But at the same time, I think I have had a good run at HP. I did my work to the best of my ability and made some new friends that have guided me and made me laugh. Besides from new found work skills and knowledge, I also know now how important who u know are. Damn Im not in the HOOD.
My home. Didn't come. The Bedok flat that I was rooting for really fell through. Well technically, we got a queue number but because the number is so great, the 'polite' customer service officer from HDB tells me that we are actually not successful. I gave her a piece of my mind then regret giving crap to her cos she was just doing her job. Wrote to ST forum and got published.
My friends. Plenty of happenings. Besides from iGeek's a series of unfortunate events yesterday in Sentosa; got stuck in toilet cubicle, got slipper kicked off on the sky ride. A Jimny is after Molala. Soft spoken guy for seemed nice enough. Well, let's just allow nature to takes it course and love to floowwww.
My poor Vicky. I was trying to trim her fur around her ear so it wont irritated but I accidentally nip her ear. I felt so guilty the whole day even now I almost cried. Cooked a pasta dinner for her and gave her some bananas. But I swear I have the whole's most good natured dog. Love her!
Wednesday, May 02, 2007
I was hungry I wanted to eatI want noodles and didn't want meat
Cup noodles was what I crave
Telling my mum I had to brave
So water was boiled and poured over the mee
Wanted to eat my noodles while Bleach i see
But when i lifted my cup noodles lid
Some got stuck and the noodles started to slid
Then tip all over the noodle and the hot water
On the counter the floor and my tigh later
I screamed in pain but first I had to
Clean up the mess I had to do
My tigh didn't hurt until I shower
I almost cried and almost cower
Under the pain when the water hit my tigh
But to act brave I only sigh
So now Im hungry and in pain
I think Clumsy is really my name!
Tuesday, May 01, 2007
It has been rather eventful since my last entry. Let me see where shall I begin....
The Good
A external hard drive. A Playstation Portal. A Shaver (for Hei). A Joop dress. A pair of shoe. The damage is severe but I'm happy. Well, ask me again in 2 weeks when I'm truly broke and mebbe it wouldnt be that great anymore but for now, I'm happy. I've been wanting a PSP since don't know when. So Sunday, me and hei made a deal. I bought him a shaver = $80 and he buys me a PSP = $500 (plus games). Somehow I keep thinking I had gotten a better deal. HeeHee
Fracture. Starring Anthony Hopkins and Ryan Gosling. 2hours plus of intense suspense and an intelligent plot with a clever twist to close. I enjoyed the movie immensely and didn't even eat much of the popcorn. I may be stereotyping but Anthony Hopkins is made to play the character of psychotic killer who is highly intelligent. Just watch Silence of the Lambs. It still gives me the chills.
Wild Hogs. I must say, I don't think the movie is THAT GREAT or THAT FUNNY. But anything with John Travolta cant be bad, he is still sexy after all. There is something Ugly about the movie...see below for details.
Pizza Hut. My dad is now a pizza delivery man! Sure its not a glamourous job and a far cry from a boss he used to be. But I'm happy he is happy on his coming out of retirement. It kills his time and lighten his mood these days!
The Bad
Work has been pretty bad. Following my lousy work review, things has not look up. My boss still pretty much hate my guts and think very little of me. But what's there to do? I suppose I just have to make the best outta it. I love my job, I like the department and enjoy my colleagues. With my boss and I, I think its the uncontrollable factor of 八字不合 or clash of the 8 characters.
Dancefloor. What a waste of my time watching the finale. Results was announced in SUCH A BAD MANNER. And to think MediaCorp had the audacity to invite Benji (the winner of America's "So you think you can dance") to perform. What would he have brought away....
MSU. This is an even bigger waste of time. The women are not stunning, they aren't articulate and some are downright stupid. Why do we even bother. Really.
The Ugly
Loud Chinese Gay man. Who spoilt my watching of Wild Hogs because he laughed SO LOUDLY at every single little thing. To a point he had to throw himself forward because it's SO FUNNY. Sitting beside his Ang Moh boyfriend, he completely ruin my movie because I couldnt hear the punchline.
The Good
A external hard drive. A Playstation Portal. A Shaver (for Hei). A Joop dress. A pair of shoe. The damage is severe but I'm happy. Well, ask me again in 2 weeks when I'm truly broke and mebbe it wouldnt be that great anymore but for now, I'm happy. I've been wanting a PSP since don't know when. So Sunday, me and hei made a deal. I bought him a shaver = $80 and he buys me a PSP = $500 (plus games). Somehow I keep thinking I had gotten a better deal. HeeHee
Fracture. Starring Anthony Hopkins and Ryan Gosling. 2hours plus of intense suspense and an intelligent plot with a clever twist to close. I enjoyed the movie immensely and didn't even eat much of the popcorn. I may be stereotyping but Anthony Hopkins is made to play the character of psychotic killer who is highly intelligent. Just watch Silence of the Lambs. It still gives me the chills.
Wild Hogs. I must say, I don't think the movie is THAT GREAT or THAT FUNNY. But anything with John Travolta cant be bad, he is still sexy after all. There is something Ugly about the movie...see below for details.
Pizza Hut. My dad is now a pizza delivery man! Sure its not a glamourous job and a far cry from a boss he used to be. But I'm happy he is happy on his coming out of retirement. It kills his time and lighten his mood these days!
The Bad
Work has been pretty bad. Following my lousy work review, things has not look up. My boss still pretty much hate my guts and think very little of me. But what's there to do? I suppose I just have to make the best outta it. I love my job, I like the department and enjoy my colleagues. With my boss and I, I think its the uncontrollable factor of 八字不合 or clash of the 8 characters.
Dancefloor. What a waste of my time watching the finale. Results was announced in SUCH A BAD MANNER. And to think MediaCorp had the audacity to invite Benji (the winner of America's "So you think you can dance") to perform. What would he have brought away....
MSU. This is an even bigger waste of time. The women are not stunning, they aren't articulate and some are downright stupid. Why do we even bother. Really.
The Ugly
Loud Chinese Gay man. Who spoilt my watching of Wild Hogs because he laughed SO LOUDLY at every single little thing. To a point he had to throw himself forward because it's SO FUNNY. Sitting beside his Ang Moh boyfriend, he completely ruin my movie because I couldnt hear the punchline.
Monday, April 16, 2007
I would here like to say a word of thanks to the Tan Family who 'adopted' me and treated me to a hearty dinner. Plus, the fact that they appreciated my 'shamelessness' when I finished up all the food. It was a great fishball vege soup, sesame chicken and sardines with plenty of onions! And the view on the 23rd floor was amazing...of course this was before the HDB Hub was built I was told.
DocT and I then went to take her Honda Diracc for a spin. The car was so cool, it had a touch screen GPS system and everything. The only flaw, which I honestly think its quite stoopid, is that the car needed to come to a complete stop with the handbrake up before you can activate any buttons on the touch screen!!!
Molala met up with me and DocT at Gardens where we spent the rest of the night chatting over a fondue and a sundae.
DocT and I then went to take her Honda Diracc for a spin. The car was so cool, it had a touch screen GPS system and everything. The only flaw, which I honestly think its quite stoopid, is that the car needed to come to a complete stop with the handbrake up before you can activate any buttons on the touch screen!!!
Molala met up with me and DocT at Gardens where we spent the rest of the night chatting over a fondue and a sundae.
Off to Changi in a Honda we went
To see some she-im whose d!cks are bent
Some were short and others were tall
All I'm sure has little or no balls
But they were pretty, they were slim
Their names were Janice, Sharon but not Jim
Their waist was small, their boobs were big
And when they walk they jig jig jig
Respect I have for them for their courage
For their bravery to not live in a cage
But to run free and live proud
Kudos to you I say it loud!
Wednesday, April 11, 2007
I admit, I am not the most cultured person and it has been YEARS since my last play. So yesterday when I was dressing up to go to work, I decided to wear and nice tube top with jeans and my killer heels because I am going to the theatre (studio) to catch 251 with iGeek and Molala.
to my dearest igeek: I realise that you never use my real name when you blog, so I will keep your ID a 'secret' too. =)
Anyway. By the time I finish organising an internal training which noone turned up. My feet was screaming in pain. It didn't feel like my feet. It felt like Hei, squeezing his giant feet into my heels and hike through the jungle for 1 week. I was in pain. And it didn't help that it rained and iGeek happily took out her sneakers to air her wet feet when we sat at the studio. She looked mighty comfortable. Im sure it stank, but it looked comfortable.
Back to the main topic. Well, although I can't say it was awful. But 251 certainly didn't capture me as much as I like it to be. It has some rather funny bits and it had a interesting use of numbers. But I don't think it truly captured the story that is ANNABEL CHONG. Maybe because I am bias. I did watch the actual documentary. Amy Cheng looked too young to be the mother, especially when the father (Michael something i think) looked a bit too old. And it was a really lousy wig that Cheryl Miles put on but complemented her not-so-good acting. And the guy who played the character of the director I felt was too over the top. Lastly, the front nudity of Cynthia Lee was total unecessary and didn't add value to the play whatsoever.
Nonetheless, it was a good effort. Annabel Chong is an extremely complex character afterall and her story is one that is very difficult to narrate. Even after watching the documentary, I didn't really understand why she did the things she did. I don't know if you can say that Singapore should be proud of her. Im sure a huge percentage is still ashamed she is even Singaporean. But to a certain extend, can you not admire her guts? Can you not deny the fact that she had the courage to step out and beyond the box? She ventured into lands beyond Singapore's wildest imagination, took a plunge into the red sea and swam to the desserted island. That took courage. Courage that a lot of us will never find. I wish I can be a bit like her.
I think a year or 2 ago, there was an article on New paper on Annabel Chong. This columnist wrote about how there is a little Annabel in all of us. I agree with him. Annabel Chong is just a collection of all our fantasies and lust, our courage and strength and our feelings and thoughts balled up into 1 person.
to my dearest igeek: I realise that you never use my real name when you blog, so I will keep your ID a 'secret' too. =)
Anyway. By the time I finish organising an internal training which noone turned up. My feet was screaming in pain. It didn't feel like my feet. It felt like Hei, squeezing his giant feet into my heels and hike through the jungle for 1 week. I was in pain. And it didn't help that it rained and iGeek happily took out her sneakers to air her wet feet when we sat at the studio. She looked mighty comfortable. Im sure it stank, but it looked comfortable.
Back to the main topic. Well, although I can't say it was awful. But 251 certainly didn't capture me as much as I like it to be. It has some rather funny bits and it had a interesting use of numbers. But I don't think it truly captured the story that is ANNABEL CHONG. Maybe because I am bias. I did watch the actual documentary. Amy Cheng looked too young to be the mother, especially when the father (Michael something i think) looked a bit too old. And it was a really lousy wig that Cheryl Miles put on but complemented her not-so-good acting. And the guy who played the character of the director I felt was too over the top. Lastly, the front nudity of Cynthia Lee was total unecessary and didn't add value to the play whatsoever.
Nonetheless, it was a good effort. Annabel Chong is an extremely complex character afterall and her story is one that is very difficult to narrate. Even after watching the documentary, I didn't really understand why she did the things she did. I don't know if you can say that Singapore should be proud of her. Im sure a huge percentage is still ashamed she is even Singaporean. But to a certain extend, can you not admire her guts? Can you not deny the fact that she had the courage to step out and beyond the box? She ventured into lands beyond Singapore's wildest imagination, took a plunge into the red sea and swam to the desserted island. That took courage. Courage that a lot of us will never find. I wish I can be a bit like her.
I think a year or 2 ago, there was an article on New paper on Annabel Chong. This columnist wrote about how there is a little Annabel in all of us. I agree with him. Annabel Chong is just a collection of all our fantasies and lust, our courage and strength and our feelings and thoughts balled up into 1 person.
Hei and I have the most fun in bed.
No, Im not just talking about the sex.
But seriously, every night before we sleep, we lie in bed talking and laughing. Mainly laughing. We nudge each other, tickle each other and simply irritate the living daylights out of each other for fun. Noone gets angry or fed up. It just fun.
I love that 15 mins before bed time.
Tonight, its just me in bed alone....no fun at all.
No, Im not just talking about the sex.
But seriously, every night before we sleep, we lie in bed talking and laughing. Mainly laughing. We nudge each other, tickle each other and simply irritate the living daylights out of each other for fun. Noone gets angry or fed up. It just fun.
I love that 15 mins before bed time.
Tonight, its just me in bed alone....no fun at all.
Tuesday, April 03, 2007
Monday, April 02, 2007
Sunday, April 01, 2007
I havent realise that I havent blogged in such a long time. With a turn of an eye, March has gone and April is here. I must say that March has been a rough month, yet at the same time I also felt the love and support from everyone.
Had a lousy job review which made me really distraught. But friends kept my spirit up and my soul alive and my sturdy pillar of strength give me time out just to cry all I want. Really appreciate it guys. Thanks so much.
Hei did a review with his boss too and had a confirmation for America. With that, it leaves me with a really heavy heart. How on earth can we be apart for 10 mths i really wonder.
Had a lousy job review which made me really distraught. But friends kept my spirit up and my soul alive and my sturdy pillar of strength give me time out just to cry all I want. Really appreciate it guys. Thanks so much.
Hei did a review with his boss too and had a confirmation for America. With that, it leaves me with a really heavy heart. How on earth can we be apart for 10 mths i really wonder.
Tuesday, March 20, 2007
3rd year anniversary
3 years ago today, she fell ill and he brought a cup of soup to her. Although it was just a hot cup of instant soup, but it warmed both her stomach and her heart. She had ask him to stay until she fell asleep and he did. Just stroking her hair while she closed her eyes and entered dreamland.
That was the day they put themselves in the web of love.
Today, hei and I spent our 3rd year anniversary together. I'm not sure whether issit the fact that I havent spent much or even any time with him recently or that its our 1st anniversary after we got married, but I feel especially emotional today. I patiently waited for him at home today as he was busy with his new intake, and cant help smiling and getting excited when I heard my phone ring and it was him. Somehow I dunno why, I wasn't angry or disappointed when he said he could only have a quick 40mins dinner with me as he was rushing back to work. Part of me just felt glad and happy that he bothers to come home just to have a quick dinner with me. Though it was only packet hor-fun, but that 20mins was the highlight of my day.
No candlelight dinner. No presents. No flowers. But the accompany was precious.
Its just me alone again in bed tonight. I miss him so much yet I am so glad I found my one.
Baby, thanks for a almost perfect 3 years. Next stop, 5000 days. Muacks
That was the day they put themselves in the web of love.
Today, hei and I spent our 3rd year anniversary together. I'm not sure whether issit the fact that I havent spent much or even any time with him recently or that its our 1st anniversary after we got married, but I feel especially emotional today. I patiently waited for him at home today as he was busy with his new intake, and cant help smiling and getting excited when I heard my phone ring and it was him. Somehow I dunno why, I wasn't angry or disappointed when he said he could only have a quick 40mins dinner with me as he was rushing back to work. Part of me just felt glad and happy that he bothers to come home just to have a quick dinner with me. Though it was only packet hor-fun, but that 20mins was the highlight of my day.
No candlelight dinner. No presents. No flowers. But the accompany was precious.
Its just me alone again in bed tonight. I miss him so much yet I am so glad I found my one.
Baby, thanks for a almost perfect 3 years. Next stop, 5000 days. Muacks
Monday, March 19, 2007
As she sat at the dinner and watch her friend make his vows and began a new chapter of his friend with his wife, she cant help but reminisce about her own wedding last december. It was only a mere 3 months ago but it only seems like yesterday to her. And she wished she can turned back time and go through that very happy day again. Tears welled up at her eyes as she watched the newly weds make their thank you speech, clasping each other hands tightly and gazing deeply into each other's eyes.
She misses her man.
This week that he has been away from her due to a hectic work schedule, she often wondered how she is gonna make it without him around for 10 mths. Noone to laugh with her, noone to share private jokes with and noone to cuddle up when she feels lonely.
10mths - its neither a short time nor a long time. But its time apart for a couple who is so tight. He is her source of comfort and she is his pillar of strenght. At least when he comes home, tired and worn from a hard day at work, he knows he can lean on her for some tender loving care. And when she has had a bad day at work, she know she can rant to him without him judging her and simply provide a supportive shoulder.
She loves her man.
She misses her man.
This week that he has been away from her due to a hectic work schedule, she often wondered how she is gonna make it without him around for 10 mths. Noone to laugh with her, noone to share private jokes with and noone to cuddle up when she feels lonely.
10mths - its neither a short time nor a long time. But its time apart for a couple who is so tight. He is her source of comfort and she is his pillar of strenght. At least when he comes home, tired and worn from a hard day at work, he knows he can lean on her for some tender loving care. And when she has had a bad day at work, she know she can rant to him without him judging her and simply provide a supportive shoulder.
She loves her man.
Sunday, March 18, 2007
A weekend without him
As Friday moved along, she wondered how she is going to spend this weekend alone. He will be away at work all weekend, maybe not even coming home to sleep. At 5pm, she decided she will spend some time working out so she packed her bags, left for work and spend the next hour in the buses to reach her gym. After spending an hour at the gym class lifting more than her usual weights, she rented 3 movies and bought some groceries to cook some dinner for herself. How she wished that she was gonna spent the night cuddling up with him, watching the movies she rented and eating the food she cooked. But nonetheless, the night went past fairly easy with the movies.
At midnight, she heard the sound of keys rattling at the door. It cant be anyone else. A smile was pasted on her face and she went out to greet him. Their eyes met and although he was worn out from the very long day at work, he was glad that he was home to her. As they laid in bed, she watched him sleep and wondered how she is going to managed 10mths without him by her side. She stroked his hair and slowly fell asleep.
At midnight, she heard the sound of keys rattling at the door. It cant be anyone else. A smile was pasted on her face and she went out to greet him. Their eyes met and although he was worn out from the very long day at work, he was glad that he was home to her. As they laid in bed, she watched him sleep and wondered how she is going to managed 10mths without him by her side. She stroked his hair and slowly fell asleep.
Saturday, March 03, 2007
SHI-TOU!
"And....at an official weight of two hundred and seventeen pounds......TWO! Time world heavy weight champion....
ROCKY, THE ITALIAN STALLION, BALLLLL-BOOOO-A!!!!!
My suggestion is to watch this movie when you just finish gym, or before you are heading out to the gym. It makes you hyped up and ready to beat the crap out of air (when you take body combat classes like me).
Their will to live
I've been wanting to blog this for a while but kept forgetting. So now since I am waiting for the biggest game in this season's EPL, Man U versus Liverpool, I shall take some time to blog.
16th Feb 07
I was exhausted from 1 full week of activities. This day, I woke up at 5.00am only to reach work at 6.00am to oversee a setup for the teambuilding activity. I got home around 3.00pm, exhausted like hell and fell asleep. About 6-ish, I woke up, got out of my room and realise that noone was home. As I walked into the living room, I cant help but hear kitten wailing outside.
You know sometimes you just have the gut feeling that something is wrong? Well, I felt that. I went to the balcony and couldn't help but feel that I need to find this kittens. So I ran out of my house and followed the wails.
There they were, 1 was stuck on a thorny hedge while the other had fallen into the drain, half submerged. Quickly running back into the house and take a container, lined it with a rag and ran out again. When I got there the 2nd time, I realise the kitten in the drain was no longer wailing. My heart stopped. But I quickly took the kitten caught in the hedge out first. I didn't dare to pick the kitten in the drain because I feared it was already dead. But when I was about to leave, I learn a soft wail.
I saved 2 kittens. Handed them over SPCA.
To little thorny and little braveheart. I hope you guys are alright
Sunday, February 25, 2007
NA.S.T.Y
Everything was simply just N.A.S.T.Y at the 'swanky' new cafe at The Cathay. IL CAFE DE ROMA is the name. Roma was totally lacking in the ambience but ILL it sure made me. The indoor area of the cafe look sparse and the furniture looks like its trying too hard. To the extend that they have decided to leave the TAGS on the chairs. At some point, I wondered if I was at Ikea shopping for furniture. There was a small are which I felt had potential though, it was a long shelf with a counter top and allowed people to sit around it. But this even is ruin by a black corner of the cafe where I reckon the store is. A black cloth serving as a curtain hung sloppily and beside it was a IKEA shelf displaying all their sauces and cutlery, exposed to public.
Well, I was hoping the food would be at least edible thing but oh no, you are strongly mistaken. I had a cafe mocha which was average but it tasted more like hot chocolate milk. Hei had some cafe gelato thing which was served in a martini glass which is nothing but 1 shot of expresso and a blop of ice cream. And we shared a bland lousy brownie which doesnt even taste a fraction as good at those $1.20 chocolate cake I can find at my humble neighbourhood confectionery. It was dry and for the first time in my life, the baker uses pine nuts to add the crunch.
I guess the guy that was not wearing a uniform, standing behing the cashier counter was the owner of the place. Firstly he doesnt carry a smile for the customers and when he walked out of the cashier counter to hand a customer a bill. I was shocked that he was wearing 3 quarters and crocos! Not that is wrong, but it just doesnt fit the image they are trying to portray.
Mebbe it was a wrong nite for us to go. See picture below. I'm not sure if you get it. But if you don't let me know. I'd like to think she lost weight
Sunday, February 11, 2007
The Protege
So, what can go wrong. With a cast of Andy Lau and Daniel Wu, even if the plot stinks, you are smitten by the 2 hunks. I would include my lovely Louis Koo into the above sentence but they made his character too awful and the make-up too ugly for me to indulge.
But, the plot is surprisingly tight, and the director did not go out of focus. The story sent a extremely powerful message yet it displays a soft, emotional side. It was serious yet it had its spurts of humour (though I thought the audience yesterday laughed a bit too much). It was not perfect of course, the movie was a little too gory to my liking and some parts (especially the 'hand' scene) seems like a horror movie instead of a suspense thriller.
I am however undecided whether Andy Lau was the most ideal person for his role. Sure, its an undeniable fact that he is a great actor and his performance in Infernal Affairs was immaculate, but although his performance was still top class, its just hard to see Andy in the streaks of grey hair, acting as a father of 2.5. Maybe it was also because Anita Yuen's character looked much older than him.
Otherwise, I think this movie is at the top of the charts in my billboard and doubt very much there will be another Chinese movie this year that will be able to knock my socks off as much as this did.
Great job to the entire production crew. And SAY NO TO DRUGS!
Wednesday, February 07, 2007
Thursday, February 01, 2007
What are they looking at
As we finish dinner at VivoCity's Kopitiam, we realise there was a crowd standing outside Standard Chartered, all looking in. Thinking it must have been a robbery or a case of assult, we quicken our pace and started walking towards the bank too.
What were they looking at??? So intently, so engross. Some were even discussing with their friends about something. 
Can you tell???? Perhaps a closer look will help you.
I'm not sure if its a new marketing gimmick from Standard Chartered. Luring customer by airing football on their big screen. It's Singapore vs Thailand!!!! ROOOAAARRR
Saturday, January 20, 2007
Friday, January 19, 2007
Monday, January 15, 2007
Sony Ericsson vs. Nokia
In 2 months, I have changed from a Nokia 7390 (in Glamourous Pink) to Sony Ericsson k800i (in Cool Jet Black).
Why you may ask? Maybe I'm just being stupid, wasting all that money? Maybe I just really rich?
None of the above, I got forced into it.
If Nokia would make their interface better, I wouldnt have needed to change my phone. Sure, it is user friendly but that is not even a competitive edge anymore. All phones come with a short-cut button to the menu and usually it takes 3 steps or less to get to your desire function. Plus, some phones even have better short-cut buttons.
And please, stop flaunting the Symbian technology, 2 years ago, the Nokia salesman (xiao peng) sold me the Nokia 7610 boasting of the new Symbian Technology. Until today, it is still the Symbian Technology. What's so great about the SYMBIAN technology?
The Camera. Both K800i and 7390 boast a 3 megapixel camera, but unfortunately the screen resolution for k800i is so much more superior that it makes pictures just look nicer naturally, besides it takes at least 3 seconds or so to take a photo on the Nokia. Listen Hard, its KODAK MOMENTS...not KODAK MINTUES.
But well, what can I say. I got suckered into the colour. Glamourous Pink was really quite captivating and it really fits the feminine image. Besides I've always wanted a flip phone. But after a month of it, I find the cuticles on my right thumb is total severed and the flesh near the cuticle is actually slight bruise due to sliding my thumb in between the flaps to open the phone.
Lesson Learnt.
Sunday, January 14, 2007
The New Year = A new Look
The 14th day of the new year and so far I think I've done at least 1 life changing thing besides from getting married.
I CHANGED MY HAIR COLOUR. After 24 years of living with natural jet black hair, I finally found the courage to change all my hair on my head to 2 different colours and I love it. I have a brown base and auburn streaks. Too bad the picture don't do me justice.
(I'll just have to upload the photo when this actually works. Damnit)
Anyway, I dunno if its just me but to all my married friends, are you suppose to feel something specially different when you are a newly wed? I'm not sure whether I am suppose to something different when the man you wake up to is no longer just your boyfriend but you HUSBAND? Are you then suppose to do different stuff together? Exclusive stuff that is just retained for people who are MARRIED? I can safely say that for Blacks and myself, we don't feel anything different. Everday when we wake up we are just like we were before we SIGNED the PAPERS. We feel the same way for each other and we do about doing our regular routine stuff. So what is really the point?
But well, I do enjoy the MARRIED LIFE i suppose, whether it is different or not. I am happy to be HIS WIFE.
I CHANGED MY HAIR COLOUR. After 24 years of living with natural jet black hair, I finally found the courage to change all my hair on my head to 2 different colours and I love it. I have a brown base and auburn streaks. Too bad the picture don't do me justice.
(I'll just have to upload the photo when this actually works. Damnit)
Anyway, I dunno if its just me but to all my married friends, are you suppose to feel something specially different when you are a newly wed? I'm not sure whether I am suppose to something different when the man you wake up to is no longer just your boyfriend but you HUSBAND? Are you then suppose to do different stuff together? Exclusive stuff that is just retained for people who are MARRIED? I can safely say that for Blacks and myself, we don't feel anything different. Everday when we wake up we are just like we were before we SIGNED the PAPERS. We feel the same way for each other and we do about doing our regular routine stuff. So what is really the point?
But well, I do enjoy the MARRIED LIFE i suppose, whether it is different or not. I am happy to be HIS WIFE.
Thursday, January 04, 2007
My intended speech for the wedding
This was what I intended to say for the speech at my wedding, but I left my notes in my book and in my room and ended up saying some rubbish which I can't remember.
"我想在此感谢小黑的家庭。从小黑第一天把我介绍给你们时，你们大家就非常温心的欢迎我进入郑家。
Auntie and Uncle：我虽然有时有一点疯疯癫癫，可是我答应你们我一定会好好的照顾你的儿子。他吃鱼翅，我吃鲍鱼。 他吃cheng teng 我吃燕窝。 =）
To my dearest friends, who know that I am not good with expressing mushy words of love and gratitude and stuff, I would like to here say a few words of thanks to some people for their effort put into this magificent wedding.
Lynnette: For the immaculate design work for the invitation cards. Thanks for understand what I wanted without even me explaining anything. I hope you know how talented and gifted you are and don't ever let anyone make you think otherwise.
Debby: If not for you stepping in at the last min and taking charge of the situation. This wedding would have been nothing.
Lydia: Thanks so much for volunteering your services as an emcee for the wedding, working so that me and Xiaohei can enjoy your night.
A special thanks to whoe who have specially flew down for the wedding;
1. Adam and Paula
2. E-Lin and Mark
Congratulations to the pregnancy. I became a wife and an aunt in a week!!!
3. My best friend of 9 years, Jessie Ang Pei Shan. We have the wildest time together always
4. Ivan and Eurris. My brother, my siheng.
And last but not least, Sheena and Giada. I have the prettiest flowergirl ever! Sheena, you didn;t have to go through all the trouble for me because we don't even know each other so well but you did and I don't think I can ever express enough gratitude.
Saving the most imporant for the last, I would like to thank my family; Dad, Mum, E-Lin, Mark, E-Chiing and Lydia. I may have Singapore's most dysfunctional family ever with my long hair dad and my aussie PR sister and her ang-moh husband but I know you guys will always love me and always be there for me. I can't be more proud to be part of any other family. "
See, I had such a structured, well thought out speech and it just went spat....
"我想在此感谢小黑的家庭。从小黑第一天把我介绍给你们时，你们大家就非常温心的欢迎我进入郑家。
Auntie and Uncle：我虽然有时有一点疯疯癫癫，可是我答应你们我一定会好好的照顾你的儿子。他吃鱼翅，我吃鲍鱼。 他吃cheng teng 我吃燕窝。 =）
To my dearest friends, who know that I am not good with expressing mushy words of love and gratitude and stuff, I would like to here say a few words of thanks to some people for their effort put into this magificent wedding.
Lynnette: For the immaculate design work for the invitation cards. Thanks for understand what I wanted without even me explaining anything. I hope you know how talented and gifted you are and don't ever let anyone make you think otherwise.
Debby: If not for you stepping in at the last min and taking charge of the situation. This wedding would have been nothing.
Lydia: Thanks so much for volunteering your services as an emcee for the wedding, working so that me and Xiaohei can enjoy your night.
A special thanks to whoe who have specially flew down for the wedding;
1. Adam and Paula
2. E-Lin and Mark
Congratulations to the pregnancy. I became a wife and an aunt in a week!!!
3. My best friend of 9 years, Jessie Ang Pei Shan. We have the wildest time together always
4. Ivan and Eurris. My brother, my siheng.
And last but not least, Sheena and Giada. I have the prettiest flowergirl ever! Sheena, you didn;t have to go through all the trouble for me because we don't even know each other so well but you did and I don't think I can ever express enough gratitude.
Saving the most imporant for the last, I would like to thank my family; Dad, Mum, E-Lin, Mark, E-Chiing and Lydia. I may have Singapore's most dysfunctional family ever with my long hair dad and my aussie PR sister and her ang-moh husband but I know you guys will always love me and always be there for me. I can't be more proud to be part of any other family. "
See, I had such a structured, well thought out speech and it just went spat....
Wednesday, January 03, 2007
IN A NUTSHELL
WE ARE MARRIED!!
Will post more photos and a write up later. Now, I just want to sleep.
Sunday, December 10, 2006
PMP (Parents-meet-Parents) Session
What a relieve that this is finally over. Something that I have been kinda stressed over lately has finally past. And the best thing is, it went rather well. Way above my expections.
In October, my dad requested a lunch meeting with Hei's parents. His reason: In-laws should not meet only at the day of the wedding, like strangers. Fair enough, but it was rather stressing for hei and I. Firstly, Hei's working schedule is so erectic that its hard to find a time where he is available. Secondly, my parent and his parents cant be anymore different especially in terms of food taste. And lastly, we wondered if they found something to talk about, what were they gonna talk about? Us? Our housing issue? Dowry? The wedding?
Oh well, as it turns out. We went to a Heng Hwa restuarant, which was good because its Hei's mum's dialect and she knows what to order. Besides, its not like a generic chinese cuisine, its quite special. After the formal introduction, the 2 mothers started talking about food and China. My dad participated in the topic but seemed a bit too over zealous at times. Besides, I think his not-so-great lunch appetite made Hei's mum worried that he didn't like the food. Then they started talking about children, again a good common topic where they can all talk about how they don't see their children anymore and both sides trying very hard to show that they are liberal and they are not bother that their children and them have very little contact time. Where in actual fact, both mums does the occasional 'complain' that their children don't spend enough time and they don't see their children.
Otherwise, the 2 hours lunch went above and beyond my expectation. Hei and I could enjoy the wonderful food, have coversations of our own, without having to create conversations between the families or kill awkward silences.
From the bottom of my heart, I would really like to thank Mum and Dad and my soon to be Mother and Father in-law for the easy casual lunch. Of course, thank my soon to be HUSBAND for treating us to lunch.
OMG, HUSBAND still makes my hair stand a bit...
In October, my dad requested a lunch meeting with Hei's parents. His reason: In-laws should not meet only at the day of the wedding, like strangers. Fair enough, but it was rather stressing for hei and I. Firstly, Hei's working schedule is so erectic that its hard to find a time where he is available. Secondly, my parent and his parents cant be anymore different especially in terms of food taste. And lastly, we wondered if they found something to talk about, what were they gonna talk about? Us? Our housing issue? Dowry? The wedding?
Oh well, as it turns out. We went to a Heng Hwa restuarant, which was good because its Hei's mum's dialect and she knows what to order. Besides, its not like a generic chinese cuisine, its quite special. After the formal introduction, the 2 mothers started talking about food and China. My dad participated in the topic but seemed a bit too over zealous at times. Besides, I think his not-so-great lunch appetite made Hei's mum worried that he didn't like the food. Then they started talking about children, again a good common topic where they can all talk about how they don't see their children anymore and both sides trying very hard to show that they are liberal and they are not bother that their children and them have very little contact time. Where in actual fact, both mums does the occasional 'complain' that their children don't spend enough time and they don't see their children.
Otherwise, the 2 hours lunch went above and beyond my expectation. Hei and I could enjoy the wonderful food, have coversations of our own, without having to create conversations between the families or kill awkward silences.
From the bottom of my heart, I would really like to thank Mum and Dad and my soon to be Mother and Father in-law for the easy casual lunch. Of course, thank my soon to be HUSBAND for treating us to lunch.
OMG, HUSBAND still makes my hair stand a bit...
Tuesday, December 05, 2006
Maternal Relationship - A love-hate relationship
Disappointment does not even begin to describe her feelings towards her mum lately. Now, in her twenties, she has been on a 20 years roller coaster ride of emotions with her mother. They went through a series of love-hate relationship, love relationship and hate relationship. And to think she thought that things have been great since her going away to study and coming back. At least now my mother sees me as an adult, she thought.
But all good things have to come to an end someday. Recently, her mother’s actions have left her feeling un-loved and disappointment. It all started with an incident 3 weeks ago.
It was a stormy evening. Looking out at her office window, she could only see the heavy rain platting onto the building and the dark clouds that looms above. It was 6pm and she just wanted to go home after a long day at work. Seeing the bad weather, she called her mum, only to realize that her mum was already home from work. After she enquired if her mum can go over to fetch her mum, her mother’s only cold hearted reply was that she would meet into bad traffic jam at this time. She pleaded with her mum to pick her up as the last few times she went home when it was raining, the rain turned into a storm by the time she reach the bus stop opposite her apartment and she reached home drenched. But her cruel mother simply said no and reassured her that she wouldn’t get sick from being in the rain.
So angry she was with her mother then that she called Australia to her sister and poured her woes.
Then 2 weeks after the incident on a Sunday night, she approached her mother again, asking her mother if her mother could kindly drop her off on the way work. She had earlier organized a department party and brought home 2 banners, a big bagful of excess name badges, a label maker and her working briefcase. Her mother complained that fetching her to work means they always have to leave at 8.15am, causing her to get caught in the peak hour traffic and having her to pay $2 for ERP and be late for work. A sharp pain ran through her heart. How can her mother say that? Does her mother not have a single sense of compassion? Her mother has just recently returned to her family business after leaving 15 years ago, her official working hour is from 8.30am to 5.00pm but she has seen her mother leaving home only at 8.10am and returning home as early at 2pm often. Besides, having only started work less than 6 months, her mother has taken leave to go Indonesia and China for holidays. So obviously work timing is flexible in the company, so what is 20 mins late for work?
Having to door slammed in her face twice, she learnt never to ask her mother again.
To her mother, the grass is always greener on the other side. Other children are more filial, obedient and successful. Other people’s husband is more caring, loving and romantic. Yet her mother always fails to see that her daughters try their very best. At least they fetch and pick her up almost all the time when she asked, listen to her woes about their father and provide for the family as much as they can. Her father, although grumpy sometimes and an untidy man of few words, cleans up the balcony everyday and bothers to take time out to vacuum and mops the floor. Her mother simply chooses to criticize how dirty the house is and noone bothers to clean except her.
This constant negativity coupled with her mother’s tantrums simply makes living with her mother so unbearable at times. Who wants to be a punching bag for no rhyme or reason?
She has decided that it’s not worth being upset over her mother this way. No confrontation will come to any good and her mother would simply think that it is just another one of her daughter’s way to rebel. She has decided to live and let die, she will just speak to her mother minimally and never to ask for another thing.
But all good things have to come to an end someday. Recently, her mother’s actions have left her feeling un-loved and disappointment. It all started with an incident 3 weeks ago.
It was a stormy evening. Looking out at her office window, she could only see the heavy rain platting onto the building and the dark clouds that looms above. It was 6pm and she just wanted to go home after a long day at work. Seeing the bad weather, she called her mum, only to realize that her mum was already home from work. After she enquired if her mum can go over to fetch her mum, her mother’s only cold hearted reply was that she would meet into bad traffic jam at this time. She pleaded with her mum to pick her up as the last few times she went home when it was raining, the rain turned into a storm by the time she reach the bus stop opposite her apartment and she reached home drenched. But her cruel mother simply said no and reassured her that she wouldn’t get sick from being in the rain.
So angry she was with her mother then that she called Australia to her sister and poured her woes.
Then 2 weeks after the incident on a Sunday night, she approached her mother again, asking her mother if her mother could kindly drop her off on the way work. She had earlier organized a department party and brought home 2 banners, a big bagful of excess name badges, a label maker and her working briefcase. Her mother complained that fetching her to work means they always have to leave at 8.15am, causing her to get caught in the peak hour traffic and having her to pay $2 for ERP and be late for work. A sharp pain ran through her heart. How can her mother say that? Does her mother not have a single sense of compassion? Her mother has just recently returned to her family business after leaving 15 years ago, her official working hour is from 8.30am to 5.00pm but she has seen her mother leaving home only at 8.10am and returning home as early at 2pm often. Besides, having only started work less than 6 months, her mother has taken leave to go Indonesia and China for holidays. So obviously work timing is flexible in the company, so what is 20 mins late for work?
Having to door slammed in her face twice, she learnt never to ask her mother again.
To her mother, the grass is always greener on the other side. Other children are more filial, obedient and successful. Other people’s husband is more caring, loving and romantic. Yet her mother always fails to see that her daughters try their very best. At least they fetch and pick her up almost all the time when she asked, listen to her woes about their father and provide for the family as much as they can. Her father, although grumpy sometimes and an untidy man of few words, cleans up the balcony everyday and bothers to take time out to vacuum and mops the floor. Her mother simply chooses to criticize how dirty the house is and noone bothers to clean except her.
This constant negativity coupled with her mother’s tantrums simply makes living with her mother so unbearable at times. Who wants to be a punching bag for no rhyme or reason?
She has decided that it’s not worth being upset over her mother this way. No confrontation will come to any good and her mother would simply think that it is just another one of her daughter’s way to rebel. She has decided to live and let die, she will just speak to her mother minimally and never to ask for another thing.
Planet Fitness at VivoCity
Tiny lockers and lousy sound system are just some of the members’ benefit you get to ‘enjoy’ at the NEW VivoCity Planet Fitness. Fortunately for members, the gym is situated at the roof top of Vivo City where one can view the skyline of Sentosa because the TV embedded in the state-of-the-art treadmill does not work half the time and the reception is so bad the other half of the time. Machines are also a scarcity at the gym and this is affirmed by the waiting area where 3 chairs are placed for members to wait to go on the treadmill.
One thing is constant is this newly opened gymnasium, the lousy air-conditioning & sound system in the fitness class. The over-whelming participants in each class mean there’s a constant competition for fresh air. Maybe this is the goal of Planet Fitness, to force sweat to purge out of their members as a form of detoxification. The sound system is inhabited by a squeaking alien who enjoys chomping down on potato chips.
After 2 hours at the gym, GETting FIT FOR LIFE, members are greeted with a designer bathroom where the designer seemed to have no thought process in his design concept. The lockers are so magnificently tiny that no normal size gym bag would fit and for members who go to the gym afterwork, it's a dilemma between putting your briefcase or gym bag into the locker. And no, the 2 locker space of hanging area for clothes with a miserable 4 hangers per what it seems like 18 lockers does not help the situation one bit. But Planet Fitness’s toilets motivates one to slim down and GET FIT, the toilet area is so small that a slim person would need to stand at the side just to close the door and the shower curtain is made of heavy PVC material that requires industrial strength to draw. Besides, with a shower pressure even worse than a drizzle, member’s probably doesn’t even want to shower after gym.
Otherwise, the staffs are friendly and the view is great. Afterall, at a cheap price of $65 per month, one can’t possible compare Planet Fitness to the lifestyle club that is Fitness First.
One thing is constant is this newly opened gymnasium, the lousy air-conditioning & sound system in the fitness class. The over-whelming participants in each class mean there’s a constant competition for fresh air. Maybe this is the goal of Planet Fitness, to force sweat to purge out of their members as a form of detoxification. The sound system is inhabited by a squeaking alien who enjoys chomping down on potato chips.
After 2 hours at the gym, GETting FIT FOR LIFE, members are greeted with a designer bathroom where the designer seemed to have no thought process in his design concept. The lockers are so magnificently tiny that no normal size gym bag would fit and for members who go to the gym afterwork, it's a dilemma between putting your briefcase or gym bag into the locker. And no, the 2 locker space of hanging area for clothes with a miserable 4 hangers per what it seems like 18 lockers does not help the situation one bit. But Planet Fitness’s toilets motivates one to slim down and GET FIT, the toilet area is so small that a slim person would need to stand at the side just to close the door and the shower curtain is made of heavy PVC material that requires industrial strength to draw. Besides, with a shower pressure even worse than a drizzle, member’s probably doesn’t even want to shower after gym.
Otherwise, the staffs are friendly and the view is great. Afterall, at a cheap price of $65 per month, one can’t possible compare Planet Fitness to the lifestyle club that is Fitness First.
Monday, November 27, 2006
Everything is falling apart
My wedding is falling apart and noone seems to see it.
I am trying so hard to keep myself together but it is under control no longer.
Already 3 close friends have cancelled on me. I'm just waiting for more cancellation to come.
Music is not done.
Photo montage is not done.
Invite is not done.
Invite list is not finalise.
I just want a memorable wedding....doesnt seem like thats gonna happen anymore...
I am trying so hard to keep myself together but it is under control no longer.
Already 3 close friends have cancelled on me. I'm just waiting for more cancellation to come.
Music is not done.
Photo montage is not done.
Invite is not done.
Invite list is not finalise.
I just want a memorable wedding....doesnt seem like thats gonna happen anymore...
Friday, November 24, 2006
Yup, we failed in our first attempt of getting our first home.
I spent at least half hour crying my heart out.
What did we do wrong?
Why we didn't get it?
Did we not submit our application early enough?
Did we not appear enthusiastic about the flat when we went to view it?
Did we fill in the application wrongly?
How could we have better our chances in getting a flat?
When did they decide who got the flat?
Who actually got the flat?
Is god playing tricks on us?
I spent at least half hour crying my heart out.
What did we do wrong?
Why we didn't get it?
Did we not submit our application early enough?
Did we not appear enthusiastic about the flat when we went to view it?
Did we fill in the application wrongly?
How could we have better our chances in getting a flat?
When did they decide who got the flat?
Who actually got the flat?
Is god playing tricks on us?
DID WE NOT WANT IT ENOUGH?
So many questions that will never be answered. Fact remains that we didn't get the flat. Period. No arguing.
I felt so guilty because I had just last week ask Hei whether we can give up Sengkang and wait for Premiere. From his previous entry, the worse of the worst has come true.
WE ENDED UP WITH NOTHING.
Having had a few days to think about it, I starting to think this might be a blessing in disguise. True, we really like Premiere. But it is more expensive and more than we budgetted for.
At least now, if we buy a resale flat, we probably can get it a more affordable price, a bigger unit and in a more mature estate. So it can free up our finances a bit and it may be easier to sell in future. More importantly
At least now, if we buy a resale flat, we probably can get it a more affordable price, a bigger unit and in a more mature estate. So it can free up our finances a bit and it may be easier to sell in future. More importantly
WE CAN MOVE IN SOONER!
Oh well, at the end of the day, I suppose its BUILDING our first HOME that's IMPORTANT. It shouldn't be about the house. It should be about the HOME.
HOME. HERE WE COME....
SALES OF FIRST DBSS FLATS - THE PREMIERE AT TAMPINES
Sales Registration Number :5000647F
NRIC No :S77XXXXXB
We are sorry to inform that your application for The Premiere at Tampines is unsuccessful due to overwhelming number of applications. As we have informed in the Sales Brochure, we are inviting applicants up to two (2) times the flat supply to select a flat.
Your queue position has exceeded 2 times the flat supply available for sale.
Thank you for your keen interest in this project.
Sales Registration Number :5000647F
NRIC No :S77XXXXXB
We are sorry to inform that your application for The Premiere at Tampines is unsuccessful due to overwhelming number of applications. As we have informed in the Sales Brochure, we are inviting applicants up to two (2) times the flat supply to select a flat.
Your queue position has exceeded 2 times the flat supply available for sale.
Thank you for your keen interest in this project.
Sunday, November 19, 2006
A movie of good looking people who drive 3sec cars, live the high life and gamble enough to feed a small country in Asia. Whats there not to like?
I wasn't extremely keen to watch this movie, but after paying $9.00 and spending about 2.5 hours in the cinema, I didn't felt like it was a waste of time. Sure the movie has it flaws and it was TOO LONG for a action flick, but the first 10 mins of action was unbelievable (Even better than Jackie), the cars and the hotel room and the beach was divine and Daniel Craig was pleasant to the eye as well. Still, I don't think he is perfect for the part. 007 should have a bad boy, charismatic, playboy look where a woman knows she will only have her heart broken yet unable to resist the charms. He looks too serious, too 'committ-able'. But I was told this is the first episode of 007 and this was what moulded him to what he became, so it ain't half bad.
The LONG poker game was turn-on-ish. I love a man who can play the game and have the poker face...
Still....it was TOO LONG a movie.....I ended up sighing at the last half hour, wondering when will the movie ever end. For a moment it felt like the Hong Kong series "A Kindred Spirit", too many twist, almost like the director simply doesn't want the movie to end.
The woman could have been more babe-licious. That was a little disappointing.
Sunday, November 12, 2006
Our Dilemma
Well... I dun know where to begin...
Baby and I are trying to get a place and have been looking for a little crib that we can call our "home"... Though we have been to a few freehold condo, like Costa del Sol, the Bleu, Riveria, The Montage..... realistically, we have only applied for The Premier and have also taken a "number" for Seng Kang after the recent Walk-In-Selection (WIS) by HDB. Obviously, the Premier is our first choice, and if by luck of teh draw, we didnt get the ballot of the place, we would have to settle for SK....
But the thing is, ballot result for the premier will only be out at end Nov, BUT we would have to book for SK (if we so decide to do so) this coming thursday - 16 Nov. Well, it seems as it is, we have 2 choices
1 - To apply for SK... or
2 - give up SK and wait for The Premier
This is currently the hand delt to us...
1 - Apply for SK.
No Money No Talk - An exec unit (if we ARE apply for SK, we are going for Exec unit, nothing else....) cost about slightly more than 300k. We have enquired about a housing loan, and it seems that if the price of the place falls around that range, both our CPF contribution should be able to comfortably cover for the loan repayment, without having to top up cash monthly.
In addition, we can save maybe about 2, 3, even 400 dollars of CPF monthly without having to commit them. In the future, when we so decide to sell the place, we would have some CPF in our account, on top of whatever we can sell the house for.
Planning for our Future - With the place going at 300k, there is a better chance for the place to be sold at a higher price in the future. Currently, SK is not very well developed yet, and I reckon with more young families settling there, DEFINITELY lobby groups will be formed to push for better amenities and infrastruture. That will jack the price of the place higher in the future.
When we wanna sell it in, say 5 years time, we would have some money in CPF (having not committed all our monthly contributions), and having sold the place at higher than 300k, we can afford a better place, and maybe, something like The Montage (freehold), or the Bleu (freehold!) would be realistic. Something that, at the end of the day, belongs to US, after 99 years and not the government....
SIZE Matters - SK Exec units are slightly bigger, at 130 sqm, though the layout is a little.... querky... but I reckon if we can employ partitions or false walls smartly, we can overcome that.
Location, Location, Location - Its near nowhere! To be honest, we hadnt really explored the place, but frolm what we have witness, there arent much malls, not a lotta coffeshops. I dun think there is a swimming pool. There is only an egress/ingress route to TPE/SLE.... sure jam in the morning... Its so inaccessible to anywhere...
First Impression - The flats that we have viewed, the paint on its walls are peeling off. And it dun give us the homely feeling. In anycase, our number is 2739, there are only like 1000+ plus on offer... I reckon by the time it reaches 2739, and the 2,738 people didnt oick the unit that we chose... something is really wrong...
2 - Give up SK and wait for Premier
Our First Home - Whatever we chose, it'll be our first home and we wanted it to be perfect. We wanted something NEW, not something built in 2001, unsold for the next couple of years because ON ONE wanted it.
Size matters - The largest unit is 113sqm, and the corner units that we are eyeing on are 109sqm... But, as before, I think if we can decor it smartly, it shouldn't be that obvious...
Money Talks - With our current combine CPF contributions, to purchase the most expensive unit, we would have to pay 1,4k per month, i.e. we would need to fork out about 100+ in cash, having expanded all our monthly contributions. Thats not a problem for now, but just worried of not being financially flexible in the future... in addition, in the event that one of us loses our job, then what... will we still be able to afford the monthly installment for the premier?
Selling the place - with the place going at 450k, I dun think we can sell it for very much higher, and the freehold condo dream might be... well... a dream... heck lah.... no free hold condo so what.... when we die, we prob wont have anything for the kids, and they can learn to be indenpendent like their mummy and daddy...
9 applicant/1 unit - For every unit in the Premier, there are 9 applicants vying for it.. But that was BEFORE the WIS exercise... hopefully, the number would have dwindled down significantly as majority of the applicants have gone for SK/Punggol/Hougang...
Location, Location, Location - Its Tampines... everthing is there... its near the central... need me to say more?
Premier No More? - It would be an interesting situation if, after we gave up the SK and wait for the premier... and if the ballot results is not in our favour, we would end up without a place... well... guess by then we would have to settle for re-sale...
TOP date - The premier's TOP date is third quarter 2009, compared to SK, which I think... we can move in pretty soon.. that means after we get ROM at the end of this year, we would have to wait for 3 years before we hold our customary wedding. My mum is a little... concern about what the rest of the people will say about me, that I cannot afford a place after marriage and have to stay with her baby's parents.. hello.. not I want... If it helps, i will pop by the construction site to buld the premier with them, just so it can be ready earlier... can my dad "wait" for so long?
Decision, decisions, decision....
Before baby left for phuket, we have decided that we will hold out for the premier... thats what we wanted. whatever happens in the future... its all conjecture and postulation... as the saying goes... when the river flows from the mountain and into the river, there will be fishes... (go figure...)
what would you do?
Baby and I are trying to get a place and have been looking for a little crib that we can call our "home"... Though we have been to a few freehold condo, like Costa del Sol, the Bleu, Riveria, The Montage..... realistically, we have only applied for The Premier and have also taken a "number" for Seng Kang after the recent Walk-In-Selection (WIS) by HDB. Obviously, the Premier is our first choice, and if by luck of teh draw, we didnt get the ballot of the place, we would have to settle for SK....
But the thing is, ballot result for the premier will only be out at end Nov, BUT we would have to book for SK (if we so decide to do so) this coming thursday - 16 Nov. Well, it seems as it is, we have 2 choices
1 - To apply for SK... or
2 - give up SK and wait for The Premier
This is currently the hand delt to us...
1 - Apply for SK.
No Money No Talk - An exec unit (if we ARE apply for SK, we are going for Exec unit, nothing else....) cost about slightly more than 300k. We have enquired about a housing loan, and it seems that if the price of the place falls around that range, both our CPF contribution should be able to comfortably cover for the loan repayment, without having to top up cash monthly.
In addition, we can save maybe about 2, 3, even 400 dollars of CPF monthly without having to commit them. In the future, when we so decide to sell the place, we would have some CPF in our account, on top of whatever we can sell the house for.
Planning for our Future - With the place going at 300k, there is a better chance for the place to be sold at a higher price in the future. Currently, SK is not very well developed yet, and I reckon with more young families settling there, DEFINITELY lobby groups will be formed to push for better amenities and infrastruture. That will jack the price of the place higher in the future.
When we wanna sell it in, say 5 years time, we would have some money in CPF (having not committed all our monthly contributions), and having sold the place at higher than 300k, we can afford a better place, and maybe, something like The Montage (freehold), or the Bleu (freehold!) would be realistic. Something that, at the end of the day, belongs to US, after 99 years and not the government....
SIZE Matters - SK Exec units are slightly bigger, at 130 sqm, though the layout is a little.... querky... but I reckon if we can employ partitions or false walls smartly, we can overcome that.
Location, Location, Location - Its near nowhere! To be honest, we hadnt really explored the place, but frolm what we have witness, there arent much malls, not a lotta coffeshops. I dun think there is a swimming pool. There is only an egress/ingress route to TPE/SLE.... sure jam in the morning... Its so inaccessible to anywhere...
First Impression - The flats that we have viewed, the paint on its walls are peeling off. And it dun give us the homely feeling. In anycase, our number is 2739, there are only like 1000+ plus on offer... I reckon by the time it reaches 2739, and the 2,738 people didnt oick the unit that we chose... something is really wrong...
2 - Give up SK and wait for Premier
Our First Home - Whatever we chose, it'll be our first home and we wanted it to be perfect. We wanted something NEW, not something built in 2001, unsold for the next couple of years because ON ONE wanted it.
Size matters - The largest unit is 113sqm, and the corner units that we are eyeing on are 109sqm... But, as before, I think if we can decor it smartly, it shouldn't be that obvious...
Money Talks - With our current combine CPF contributions, to purchase the most expensive unit, we would have to pay 1,4k per month, i.e. we would need to fork out about 100+ in cash, having expanded all our monthly contributions. Thats not a problem for now, but just worried of not being financially flexible in the future... in addition, in the event that one of us loses our job, then what... will we still be able to afford the monthly installment for the premier?
Selling the place - with the place going at 450k, I dun think we can sell it for very much higher, and the freehold condo dream might be... well... a dream... heck lah.... no free hold condo so what.... when we die, we prob wont have anything for the kids, and they can learn to be indenpendent like their mummy and daddy...
9 applicant/1 unit - For every unit in the Premier, there are 9 applicants vying for it.. But that was BEFORE the WIS exercise... hopefully, the number would have dwindled down significantly as majority of the applicants have gone for SK/Punggol/Hougang...
Location, Location, Location - Its Tampines... everthing is there... its near the central... need me to say more?
Premier No More? - It would be an interesting situation if, after we gave up the SK and wait for the premier... and if the ballot results is not in our favour, we would end up without a place... well... guess by then we would have to settle for re-sale...
TOP date - The premier's TOP date is third quarter 2009, compared to SK, which I think... we can move in pretty soon.. that means after we get ROM at the end of this year, we would have to wait for 3 years before we hold our customary wedding. My mum is a little... concern about what the rest of the people will say about me, that I cannot afford a place after marriage and have to stay with her baby's parents.. hello.. not I want... If it helps, i will pop by the construction site to buld the premier with them, just so it can be ready earlier... can my dad "wait" for so long?
Decision, decisions, decision....
Before baby left for phuket, we have decided that we will hold out for the premier... thats what we wanted. whatever happens in the future... its all conjecture and postulation... as the saying goes... when the river flows from the mountain and into the river, there will be fishes... (go figure...)
what would you do?
Friday, November 10, 2006
Hi Doctor,
I am sick. Symptons includes; coughing in the morning, coughing in the afternoon and coughing at night. The cough is dry so there is pain in my throat everytime I cough and because I cough so much, my chest is beginning to hurt too.
On the optimistic side, I am working my abs everytime I cough and they are beginning to ache, like I have doing sit ups.
Doctor, is there some way that I can continue to work my abs involunteeraily yet stop coughing?
Appreciate if you could help.
I am sick. Symptons includes; coughing in the morning, coughing in the afternoon and coughing at night. The cough is dry so there is pain in my throat everytime I cough and because I cough so much, my chest is beginning to hurt too.
On the optimistic side, I am working my abs everytime I cough and they are beginning to ache, like I have doing sit ups.
Doctor, is there some way that I can continue to work my abs involunteeraily yet stop coughing?
Appreciate if you could help.
Sunday, November 05, 2006
Sex
& SIt has been a long discussed topic on Singaporeans and Sex. How we have one of the lowest sex rate in Singapore, how Singaporeans are uninterested in sex and how sex is only a neccessity because of heir making.
Well, recently, I stumbled across another article of such. A survey was done and findings shown that Singaporean wants more leisure time, more time with family & more money as compared to more sex. The articled featured 2 interviews; one with a celebrity couple who can't live without sex and 1 single (fugly) actress who prefers shopping to sex (which btw, we feels its simply because she is so fugly noone wants to f*** her anyway).
Anyhoo, that article didn't sit well with me. 1 simple reason. How can you compare sex to money?
It's not an even playing field. Honestly, one can live without sex, but one certainly can't live without money. We no longer live in a world where we can exchange a cow for a sack of rice. We can only exchange dollars for that. So money is critical to the pure survival of a human being. Without money, I will not be able to buy that latest fashion trend, I will not be able to purchase the HOPE OF A BETTER SKIN offered by Clarins, I will not be able to attain my A4 size paper that certifies my prescences in UWA, I wouldn't even be able to buy that $2.30 packet of chicken rice to feed my empty stomach. In conclusion, I WILL DIE.
Sure, the lack of sex in my life will cause pent up frustration which will make my shopping trips unenjoyable, it will make me a very grump and unfriendly driver (which I am already anyway), and make me even more fed up when the waiter at swensen's ask if I wanted a banana spilt. But life goes on. I WILL NOT DIE.
So to that reporter of that article. Shame on you. How could you have not realise this?
On this topic of sex. Men have to understand this. 90%+++ of the woman population do not attain orgasm through vaginal penetration. So stop asking how many times we came, because most of the time? None at all. We have been so disllusion by Samantha from Sex and the City who somehows climax everytime a penis entered her vagina. Is that even remotely possible?
And yes, size do matter. Unfortunately for those who have a small penis and try to make up for it by boosting that you are good in bed. Face the truth, how can a 3inch pencil tip accomplish anything? Men. Try to understand that orgasm for women means quite different. I don't think we are looking for the 'out-of-body', 'yes! yes! yes! yes!' experience.
Don't get me wrong, SEX IS PLEASURABLE.
Well, recently, I stumbled across another article of such. A survey was done and findings shown that Singaporean wants more leisure time, more time with family & more money as compared to more sex. The articled featured 2 interviews; one with a celebrity couple who can't live without sex and 1 single (fugly) actress who prefers shopping to sex (which btw, we feels its simply because she is so fugly noone wants to f*** her anyway).
Anyhoo, that article didn't sit well with me. 1 simple reason. How can you compare sex to money?
It's not an even playing field. Honestly, one can live without sex, but one certainly can't live without money. We no longer live in a world where we can exchange a cow for a sack of rice. We can only exchange dollars for that. So money is critical to the pure survival of a human being. Without money, I will not be able to buy that latest fashion trend, I will not be able to purchase the HOPE OF A BETTER SKIN offered by Clarins, I will not be able to attain my A4 size paper that certifies my prescences in UWA, I wouldn't even be able to buy that $2.30 packet of chicken rice to feed my empty stomach. In conclusion, I WILL DIE.
Sure, the lack of sex in my life will cause pent up frustration which will make my shopping trips unenjoyable, it will make me a very grump and unfriendly driver (which I am already anyway), and make me even more fed up when the waiter at swensen's ask if I wanted a banana spilt. But life goes on. I WILL NOT DIE.
So to that reporter of that article. Shame on you. How could you have not realise this?
On this topic of sex. Men have to understand this. 90%+++ of the woman population do not attain orgasm through vaginal penetration. So stop asking how many times we came, because most of the time? None at all. We have been so disllusion by Samantha from Sex and the City who somehows climax everytime a penis entered her vagina. Is that even remotely possible?
And yes, size do matter. Unfortunately for those who have a small penis and try to make up for it by boosting that you are good in bed. Face the truth, how can a 3inch pencil tip accomplish anything? Men. Try to understand that orgasm for women means quite different. I don't think we are looking for the 'out-of-body', 'yes! yes! yes! yes!' experience.
Don't get me wrong, SEX IS PLEASURABLE.
Friday, October 13, 2006
The Premiere - Our dream home
You are a pair of newly-weds.
You dream about your future home, how it would look like, how it would feel like. Even what it will smell like.
Envisioning your dream home brings a smile to you faces, a sense of calmness and a ray of hope to the union.
You talk about it, discussing the colours of the walls and the furniture, the theme of the house.
As you talk, you can't help but feel a ting-ling sensation run through your body, a electricfying sense of excitment.
You just can't wait for day you get the keys.
The gateway to the nest, the door that tangiblise the union, the opening to a life together.
Can you feel it?
You dream about your future home, how it would look like, how it would feel like. Even what it will smell like.
Envisioning your dream home brings a smile to you faces, a sense of calmness and a ray of hope to the union.
You talk about it, discussing the colours of the walls and the furniture, the theme of the house.
As you talk, you can't help but feel a ting-ling sensation run through your body, a electricfying sense of excitment.
You just can't wait for day you get the keys.
The gateway to the nest, the door that tangiblise the union, the opening to a life together.
Can you feel it?
Introducing the Premiere - Our dream home.
What do you think?
Friday, September 22, 2006
'Oh my god! My dress! The dress-maker told me he couldnt finish in time.'
'Ok calm down, lets go and buy one now of the rack, there is a mall just downstairs'
Her sister and her immediately flew out of the rehearsal wedding and headed to the mall below. Lucky it was only 3.30pm, there was 2 hours to find a last min dress for the wedding. Calvin Klein, Massimo Dutti, Mango. Price was no longer a consideration, she would charged it to the credit card first. As the 2 sisters ran down the escalator, the bride saw this shop at the corner of her eye, selling some dresses but they were all too colourful. Never mind, I'll keep it in mind, she thought to herself. First to Mango, then to Klein and then all the rest. She needed a dress. She wants to get married.
They headed towards the Mango sign but to their horrors, it was only a window display.
'Where is the damn Mango shop!?!?' The bride started to panick.
The 2 sisters, rushed from shop to shop, only to find all the dresses were in knits. It's the winter fashion, there were no cocktail dress on sale!!!!!
On the verge of an anxiety attack, the bride looked at her watch. Oh no, it was 9.38pm, way past her stipulated ceremony time. And still no dress.
'Oh we saw that shop earlier. VMS or VPMS or something. Where is it?!?!?!!?'
'That way. Quick' She grabbed hold of the brides hand and ran in the opposte direction
They entered a shop named "VMS", it was not a clothing boutique but a lifestyle shop! The only clothes they sell are these dresses from a bohemian designer. Long with a train but made of lyrca and were in earthly shades.
'What choice do I have?' She said, eyes well up in tears.
2 sisters rushed back up to the ceremonial ground, it was close to 11pm and all the guests have arrive. There goes the sunset wedding.
But the ceremonial ground was beautiful, the guests were all sitting on white foldable chairs under a full white tentage. Rose petals littered the path leading to the stage. Although 200 guests turned up instead of the intial RSVP 60 guests. The bride was glad everyone wanted to share her joy.
'Quick do your make-up' exclaim the sister
'How? There is such a long queue for the make up artist'
In the background, the bride heard the emcee of the wedding made an annoucement,'Will all certified pastors/fathers/priest/holy men step to the side of the stage. We need your help to officiate the ceremony.' Afterwhich a group of men and woman stood up and walk towards the stage. Beads of sweat formed at the brides's forehead. There was no solemniser for the wedding!
And still she was queuing for the mark-up artist. Doesn't anyone know its HER BIG day?!?!!?
A soleminser was finally chosen out of the group. It was a young butch whom the bride found her to be familar. Well, at least she is pleasant to look at and have a nice smile.
'No more time, forget about the make up. You have to go' The sister said as she yank the bride's arm.
As they were walking towards the begining of the aisle, the bride caught the eye of her groom. A sense warmth and calmness came over her, all her woes and worries just washed away. Then, she turned and walked towards her father who was going to give her away. This is it, she thought.
In a distance, she heard something shot through the air, followed by a loud boom. Fireworks! Her husband-to-be made the arrangements to have fireworks at the wedding! Tears flowed uncontrollably down her cheeks, she felt a sharp pain through her heart. He has done so much for her, yet, today, she has let him down. The dress was grub, her tardiness is unforgivable and her face was not pleasing to the eye. But she told herself that she can't let him down further. Hooking the arms of her father, the music played and they began their descent down the aisle.
'Why is Poppy balding like CRAZY!? And why is he combing his hair the robin hood way!'
Suddenly, her father stop his stride. The bride turned and saw 8 military men run out of a room. WE FORGOT THE SWORD BEARERS. The military men took their positions with their hands on their swords.
'No. No. We should go through them. Bride and groom should go through the swords. Not us.'
Father then led the bride around the sword bearers. The wedding is turning into a nightmare again, the bride is beginning to get a nervous breakdown.
She finally reach the foot of the stage. As she climbs up, she again feel that rush of warmth. Unfortunately, the feeling only lasted for a moment. There was no table for the signing of the certificate. Both the bride and groom, the witnesses and the pastor knelt down on the floor and began the ceremony. The marriage certificate was a crumpled A4 paper with some text printed on it. The bride felt something was wrong, yet she cant put her finger to it.
'Sorry my name is actually Estella Bte Mohd......' said one of the witness said.
My aunt has suddenly became a Muslim??? When??? The bride thought.
'Yah my husband died and I remarried,' the witness told the pastor.
WHAT IS GOING ON! MY UNCLE DIED??!?!!?
She turned to her future husband for support and saw him smiling. She asked him what he was smiling about and he pointed up.
The bride looked up, there lies 2 coffins with she and her future husband corresponding picture in front.
'Why does it feels like a funeral?' The groom said in a chuckle......
_______________________________________________________________________
I jumped up. Checked my handphone and it was 8.10am. Damnit! I just had a nightmare and I'm late for work!
'Ok calm down, lets go and buy one now of the rack, there is a mall just downstairs'
Her sister and her immediately flew out of the rehearsal wedding and headed to the mall below. Lucky it was only 3.30pm, there was 2 hours to find a last min dress for the wedding. Calvin Klein, Massimo Dutti, Mango. Price was no longer a consideration, she would charged it to the credit card first. As the 2 sisters ran down the escalator, the bride saw this shop at the corner of her eye, selling some dresses but they were all too colourful. Never mind, I'll keep it in mind, she thought to herself. First to Mango, then to Klein and then all the rest. She needed a dress. She wants to get married.
They headed towards the Mango sign but to their horrors, it was only a window display.
'Where is the damn Mango shop!?!?' The bride started to panick.
The 2 sisters, rushed from shop to shop, only to find all the dresses were in knits. It's the winter fashion, there were no cocktail dress on sale!!!!!
On the verge of an anxiety attack, the bride looked at her watch. Oh no, it was 9.38pm, way past her stipulated ceremony time. And still no dress.
'Oh we saw that shop earlier. VMS or VPMS or something. Where is it?!?!?!!?'
'That way. Quick' She grabbed hold of the brides hand and ran in the opposte direction
They entered a shop named "VMS", it was not a clothing boutique but a lifestyle shop! The only clothes they sell are these dresses from a bohemian designer. Long with a train but made of lyrca and were in earthly shades.
'What choice do I have?' She said, eyes well up in tears.
2 sisters rushed back up to the ceremonial ground, it was close to 11pm and all the guests have arrive. There goes the sunset wedding.
But the ceremonial ground was beautiful, the guests were all sitting on white foldable chairs under a full white tentage. Rose petals littered the path leading to the stage. Although 200 guests turned up instead of the intial RSVP 60 guests. The bride was glad everyone wanted to share her joy.
'Quick do your make-up' exclaim the sister
'How? There is such a long queue for the make up artist'
In the background, the bride heard the emcee of the wedding made an annoucement,'Will all certified pastors/fathers/priest/holy men step to the side of the stage. We need your help to officiate the ceremony.' Afterwhich a group of men and woman stood up and walk towards the stage. Beads of sweat formed at the brides's forehead. There was no solemniser for the wedding!
And still she was queuing for the mark-up artist. Doesn't anyone know its HER BIG day?!?!!?
A soleminser was finally chosen out of the group. It was a young butch whom the bride found her to be familar. Well, at least she is pleasant to look at and have a nice smile.
'No more time, forget about the make up. You have to go' The sister said as she yank the bride's arm.
As they were walking towards the begining of the aisle, the bride caught the eye of her groom. A sense warmth and calmness came over her, all her woes and worries just washed away. Then, she turned and walked towards her father who was going to give her away. This is it, she thought.
In a distance, she heard something shot through the air, followed by a loud boom. Fireworks! Her husband-to-be made the arrangements to have fireworks at the wedding! Tears flowed uncontrollably down her cheeks, she felt a sharp pain through her heart. He has done so much for her, yet, today, she has let him down. The dress was grub, her tardiness is unforgivable and her face was not pleasing to the eye. But she told herself that she can't let him down further. Hooking the arms of her father, the music played and they began their descent down the aisle.
'Why is Poppy balding like CRAZY!? And why is he combing his hair the robin hood way!'
Suddenly, her father stop his stride. The bride turned and saw 8 military men run out of a room. WE FORGOT THE SWORD BEARERS. The military men took their positions with their hands on their swords.
'No. No. We should go through them. Bride and groom should go through the swords. Not us.'
Father then led the bride around the sword bearers. The wedding is turning into a nightmare again, the bride is beginning to get a nervous breakdown.
She finally reach the foot of the stage. As she climbs up, she again feel that rush of warmth. Unfortunately, the feeling only lasted for a moment. There was no table for the signing of the certificate. Both the bride and groom, the witnesses and the pastor knelt down on the floor and began the ceremony. The marriage certificate was a crumpled A4 paper with some text printed on it. The bride felt something was wrong, yet she cant put her finger to it.
'Sorry my name is actually Estella Bte Mohd......' said one of the witness said.
My aunt has suddenly became a Muslim??? When??? The bride thought.
'Yah my husband died and I remarried,' the witness told the pastor.
WHAT IS GOING ON! MY UNCLE DIED??!?!!?
She turned to her future husband for support and saw him smiling. She asked him what he was smiling about and he pointed up.
The bride looked up, there lies 2 coffins with she and her future husband corresponding picture in front.
'Why does it feels like a funeral?' The groom said in a chuckle......
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I jumped up. Checked my handphone and it was 8.10am. Damnit! I just had a nightmare and I'm late for work!
Sunday, September 10, 2006
Unleashing of the mahjong monster
And I thought I would have a wonderful peaceful weekend with my father off holidaying in KL this weekend. I had envision a quiet weekend of lazing on the couch, watching tv, channel surfing while chomping down on unhealthy snacks, fruits and water.
But with the husband gone, unleashed the mahjong monster-wife. The not so considerate mahjong monster I would go to the extend of saying even. How come, on the usual weekend, when you can go to your friend's place to play mahjong, you have to bring the mahjong back home. 3 freaking days in a row out of which 2 freaking nights, your daughter asked you very politely to bring it somewhere else. My god, where is the sense of consideration. Do we all not work all week long like you do? Do we not deserve a relaxing, quiet weekend. Will it hurt to go somewhere else? Its not like your friends don't live in big houses with private mahjong rooms. You have to bring them all here, to a tiny 1300sqft space lived by 5 other people and 2 dogs. Why can't you think for someone else other than yourself for a moment.
I am going to implode with frustration and a nagging headache.
But with the husband gone, unleashed the mahjong monster-wife. The not so considerate mahjong monster I would go to the extend of saying even. How come, on the usual weekend, when you can go to your friend's place to play mahjong, you have to bring the mahjong back home. 3 freaking days in a row out of which 2 freaking nights, your daughter asked you very politely to bring it somewhere else. My god, where is the sense of consideration. Do we all not work all week long like you do? Do we not deserve a relaxing, quiet weekend. Will it hurt to go somewhere else? Its not like your friends don't live in big houses with private mahjong rooms. You have to bring them all here, to a tiny 1300sqft space lived by 5 other people and 2 dogs. Why can't you think for someone else other than yourself for a moment.
I am going to implode with frustration and a nagging headache.
Monday, August 28, 2006
The amazing women.
when I was growing up, my mother told me that when I grow up, I can pretty much be whatever I want to be, she taught me the facts of life. She taught me a little bit about men and how to deal with them. However, today as I turn 24 years old. I think my mother forgot to teach me one thing.
The different roles of a woman. I was never taught that I need to be a good girlfriend, a fillial daughter, a role-model employee, a dependable friend, a reliable sister, a dutiful mother, a tender-loving wife and being myself, all at the same time! No wonder men find it amazing how women can multi-task so successfully.
Take a working mother for example.
At 6am, the dutiful mother wakes her children up for school while preparing the most important meal of the day. Then the employee rushes into the shower, applies the make up that is demanded by the working society, put on the uninteresting working clothes. The dutiful mother re-possess the body, whiz the children into the car and drives them to school. As she drives, she revise the spelling test while the subconcious employee goes through the appointments for the day.
7.15am, the children are in school, the loving wife calls her husband to wake him up for work,
several times. Caught in the jam at CTE, the employee, touch up on her lipstick and checks her appearance in the mirror, doing all this while being on the phone for the last time, screaming at the man to wake up!
9.00am, just made it in time, the day shall now start.
10am, the fillial daughter must now answer to her mother why she hasn't gone home for the past few weeks for dinner while the employee types the long overdue report.
12nn Lunch time. The woman slips into the gym for some 'me' time and hurry through a fat free yoghurt and a veggie sandwich at the remaining 15mins at lunch time. Mustn't put on anymore weight, the husband's company annual dinner is round the corner. Must be trophy wife.
1pm After the wife sms an erotic message to her husband. The employee excuses herself from the meeting because the mother needs to check to see if the children are home.
6pm The employee goes home, immediately, the mother takes over and miraclously whip up a 4 course dinner in 30mins with just some meat, eggs, some veggie and mushrooms.
9pm The dutiful mother finish up clearing homework with her children. She tucks the children into bed and she hops into the bath for some 'me' time.
10pm The wife now slips into the sexy lingere she just bought. Going commando, the wife bends to right in front of the TV, allow her husband full view of EVERYTHING. Her husband closes his mouth, follows his wife into the bedroom
12mn A final gasp of moan from the sensual woman as she comes, she still feels her husband throbbing hardness in her. The wife knew her husband was a happy man.
1230mn Cuddling time over. The mother reach over to the bedside table and sets the alarm for tomorrow.
The multiple roles starts again at 6am.
The different roles of a woman. I was never taught that I need to be a good girlfriend, a fillial daughter, a role-model employee, a dependable friend, a reliable sister, a dutiful mother, a tender-loving wife and being myself, all at the same time! No wonder men find it amazing how women can multi-task so successfully.
Take a working mother for example.
At 6am, the dutiful mother wakes her children up for school while preparing the most important meal of the day. Then the employee rushes into the shower, applies the make up that is demanded by the working society, put on the uninteresting working clothes. The dutiful mother re-possess the body, whiz the children into the car and drives them to school. As she drives, she revise the spelling test while the subconcious employee goes through the appointments for the day.
7.15am, the children are in school, the loving wife calls her husband to wake him up for work,
several times. Caught in the jam at CTE, the employee, touch up on her lipstick and checks her appearance in the mirror, doing all this while being on the phone for the last time, screaming at the man to wake up!
9.00am, just made it in time, the day shall now start.
10am, the fillial daughter must now answer to her mother why she hasn't gone home for the past few weeks for dinner while the employee types the long overdue report.
12nn Lunch time. The woman slips into the gym for some 'me' time and hurry through a fat free yoghurt and a veggie sandwich at the remaining 15mins at lunch time. Mustn't put on anymore weight, the husband's company annual dinner is round the corner. Must be trophy wife.
1pm After the wife sms an erotic message to her husband. The employee excuses herself from the meeting because the mother needs to check to see if the children are home.
6pm The employee goes home, immediately, the mother takes over and miraclously whip up a 4 course dinner in 30mins with just some meat, eggs, some veggie and mushrooms.
9pm The dutiful mother finish up clearing homework with her children. She tucks the children into bed and she hops into the bath for some 'me' time.
10pm The wife now slips into the sexy lingere she just bought. Going commando, the wife bends to right in front of the TV, allow her husband full view of EVERYTHING. Her husband closes his mouth, follows his wife into the bedroom
12mn A final gasp of moan from the sensual woman as she comes, she still feels her husband throbbing hardness in her. The wife knew her husband was a happy man.
1230mn Cuddling time over. The mother reach over to the bedside table and sets the alarm for tomorrow.
The multiple roles starts again at 6am.
Sunday, August 27, 2006
THE BREAK UP
Easily, my favorite movie this year!
The Break Up dealt with issues that is so real. Issues that I can certainly relate to and am sure Blacks understand as well! As we were watching Jennifer Anniston fight with Vince Vaugh aboutt the lemons and the flowers and the dishes, I couldn't help but lean over to Blacks and whisper "Oh my god, we fight about that too!" The movie made me laugh, cry, heartbroken, touched and everything else a person feels throughout the course of any relationship. Sure! don't think anyone would go through the lengths of this 2 people when they break up just to spite one another but the emotions are so close to heart.
People, go watch this movie , and mebbe we will learn how to better appreciate the one we truly love.
Tuesday, August 15, 2006
Our first holiday together
We have finally taken a trip together. The timing was perfect as it was straight after the
proposal and it felt like a honeymoon for the both of us. 4 days 3 nights staying at Century Park Hotel, Pratunam. We were greeted with a nice surprise when we reach out room with a nicely folded towel elephant perched on the toilet sink area.And off we went, shopping, eating, shopping, eating. Blacks took me by surprise for the
being the one more enthusiastic about shopping than I am. On the very first day we arrive, we have already conquered the entire Siam Square area and touched based at Suan Lam night bazaar! I was even 'told off' for not spending and buying enough stuff! It was hilarious. Blacks was such a gentlemen for carrying all our shopping. But the monster surfaced when he saw the roadside stalls selling satays and sausages. After the first bite into the 'ripper' (a sausaged deep fried), he was hooked, he was looking for it everywhere and everytime he found a stall, it was like finding gold. When we got lost, we asked around for directions but relied heavily on a map that was torn and tattered by our last day.The best thing was going to Bangkok and ended up in Paris and Mexico!
But it was nonetheless 4 magical days we had. So thats the end of our short holiday and the beginning of our lifes together as 1
I just want to be his wife
As most people know by now, I have gotten the proposal of a life time. One I couldnt have imagine and one that took my breath away.
Thank you Captain Tay for making it all possible.
What has the whole wedding/proposal changed? It has certainly changed my entire perspective on life. My sisters who know me well, knows that I am one who is not good with emotional chat. I don't say that I will always be there for them because I think they will know it and I don't tell them everything will be ok when they are facing a rut in their lifes because I know I will do all in my power to make things right for them. So no, Im not one who is good with emotional words. Yet, today, I find myself full of emotions. Full of emotionals words which I want to say. Full of emotions that are bursting out of me.
When I was younger, I didn't dream about the grand wedding. I didn't envision myself in the white gown walking down the aisle into the arms of my knight in shining armour. I've always wanted to be identified for my success (in a little way I still do). My vision was to climb the corporate ladder and be identified to be the best in the business. To have that big office with the view. To wear that power suit and have a team of people working under me. To drive that luxury car and dine in fine restaurants. To be RICH & FAMOUS.
But since I met him, my entire life has changed. Xiaohei became my life. I am happy just to be with him. I don't mind if we eat simple food everyday as long as we eat together. We have just spent the most wonderful 4 days in Bangkok and it felt so good to just be in a world where theres just me and him. I can't imagine how much I can love someone but I love him so much. As we were walking along the streets of Bangkok at night, I was not only scared that we might get mugged but I had this deep innate fear that the mugger will kill him and I will lose Xiaohei forever. Just that thought cause a sharp pain through my heart. I now really understand what does it mean by not being able to live without a person. I can't live without him.
I just want to be his wife.
Thank you Captain Tay for making it all possible.
What has the whole wedding/proposal changed? It has certainly changed my entire perspective on life. My sisters who know me well, knows that I am one who is not good with emotional chat. I don't say that I will always be there for them because I think they will know it and I don't tell them everything will be ok when they are facing a rut in their lifes because I know I will do all in my power to make things right for them. So no, Im not one who is good with emotional words. Yet, today, I find myself full of emotions. Full of emotionals words which I want to say. Full of emotions that are bursting out of me.
When I was younger, I didn't dream about the grand wedding. I didn't envision myself in the white gown walking down the aisle into the arms of my knight in shining armour. I've always wanted to be identified for my success (in a little way I still do). My vision was to climb the corporate ladder and be identified to be the best in the business. To have that big office with the view. To wear that power suit and have a team of people working under me. To drive that luxury car and dine in fine restaurants. To be RICH & FAMOUS.
But since I met him, my entire life has changed. Xiaohei became my life. I am happy just to be with him. I don't mind if we eat simple food everyday as long as we eat together. We have just spent the most wonderful 4 days in Bangkok and it felt so good to just be in a world where theres just me and him. I can't imagine how much I can love someone but I love him so much. As we were walking along the streets of Bangkok at night, I was not only scared that we might get mugged but I had this deep innate fear that the mugger will kill him and I will lose Xiaohei forever. Just that thought cause a sharp pain through my heart. I now really understand what does it mean by not being able to live without a person. I can't live without him.
I just want to be his wife.
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