INJUST!

If you have not watch "Angels and Demons" and want to, maybe you shouldn't read this entry.

I considered myself a fan of Dan Brown even only after reading 2 books. DaVinci's Code and Angels and Demons really drew me into the story, I hang onto every single word and didn't mind sacrificing sleep just to read 1 more chapter. The storyline was refreshing, the suspense was captivating and the characters were interesting.

Although DaVinci's Code, the movie, strayed from the book (due to the book's sheer length) but it covered the very essence of story. Symbols were explained, characters remain true. The movie didn't rush through the story.

But Angels and Demons, the movie, sucked BIG TIME. It is TOTALLY nothing like the book.

1) Where was the Director of Cern in the whole movie? He was the one who read the journals and realise that master mind.
2) Robert Langdon met Vittoria at Cern when Vittoria's adopted father was found dead with the Illuminati brand was found on his chest! Vittoria did not discover Silvano's body. There wasn't a team of scientists working on the anti-matter project. Only 2 people knew about this project - Vittoria and her father! Robert Langdon was first called to Cern. Vittoria was in another country when her father was killed!
3) How come the Carmalengo spoke in part scottish, part italian, part british accent?
4) The Carmalengo did not run so calmly out into St Peter Sq, asked the helicopter pilot to get down. He ran out like a crazy man with Robert at his heels, pull the pilot of and Robert got onto the helicoptor just as it got off the ground! That's where he discovered the mastermind behind the whole kidnapping. Carmalengo parachute off the heli and leave Robert to die. Robert jumped off and landed in a river....
5) Where was the guide at the Patheon that "helped" Robert and Vittoria find the first marker?

And many many more flaws. Its so disappointing and I am hardly disappointed with movies. I actually found this movie boring!

And to this note, after the movie, I overhead a conversation between this dude, whom i suspect is trying to impress his girlfriend and his friends by saying "Wah, what a great movie. It's exactly like the book and its great to actually see it on screen". BLAH!

I must say however, and it does sound a little perverse. As I read the book, i visualise in my mind the scenes and the scene of the 3 cardinals' murder was exactly the same as in my mind.

What's your ultimate loathe?

My ultimate loathe is people who dont voluntarily give up their seat for the senior citizens on public transport. Especially those who sits at the corner seats which is designated for preggies, children, handicap or seniors.

And especially when they pretend to be sick or nauseous or sleeping when someone else does give up their seat.

We need to be more gracious. Please people.

I took KayKay out again today to Sengkang after 1 week of rest. Hei also to Nike12 out too, same route but he was of course much faster. But it all good, enjoyed myself.

Hei and I went to watch "Taken" on Saturday. Good morning, realistic background, a little unbelievable lead but overall, disturbing. Its a great movie I, as a woman, rather not watch.

"Taken" is about a 17 year old girl who decides to spend the summer with her friend in Paris. At the airport, they met "Peter" who is actually part of a syndicate out to kidnap female tourists, forces drugs into their system (making them addicts) and then pimps them as prostitutes. "Pure bloods" or virgins are then auction off to the highest bidder in a high society auction, paying up to $250k. Liam Neeson, the father, went to Paris to hunt down this syndicate and find his daughter.

I am sure this is real. In America, Ive watch several news / documentary on missing women in Europe and South America. The families have never received a ranson note nor any traces of them going missing. Its almost as if these women just disappeared from the face of this world.

This is a scary world we live in. Sometimes, its almost cannibalistic.

Spoke to Hairyboobs over msn today.

My god, I have know this woman for 10 years. Going 11 actually. Yet sometimes I feel like I dunno her at all. Always surprise me and Im amazed by how much/little she has grown over the past few years. hiak hiak.

For one she has certainly blossom into a full woman. Long femine curls and dresses and makeup has made her into an eye candy. But her inability to decide has not changed. Though I must give her credit for not saying "you eat what i eat what" these days. Plus, the fact is, she is probably the smartest person i know. Pursuing her PHD....she is the last person you would imagine to have a Permanent Head Damage....except if it was literal. And sometimes I do think she does suffer from it.

I love her deep deep la...stupid girl.

And we have iGeek....she has changed so much physically and "mentally?" that no ex-school mate ever recognise her in public. Yes, as iGeek will say..her boobs has changed...from a proud 80B, she will say now she has dwindled into a A cup. It has been a long time now since her BALD days but her adventures with heels is still much to be anticipated. "I walk up a hill to work" she says. Or "I cherish my knees". Nonetheless, this girl has a heart of gold.

I also love her long time....stupid girl.

Kayano and I spent some time together again. I am begining to feel the love coming back to me. Kayano treated me very well and we did about 6km together this evening. Jogging almost 90% of the way.

Looking for more private time with Kay...the love is back.

I went for a walk/jog earlier.

Woke at 7ish to send Hei to a bbal competition and saw joggers and felt inspired. So after I got home, I changed into my FBT and addidas and took kayano out.

Noted how I put walk before jog? Cos thats mainly what I did. 6km and i think i only managed to jog 2.4 or so.

Im sure even Kayano is disappointed.

As I was walking, I thought about all the excuses that made me not jog....sun was too hot, road was uneven, no other joggers so no role model. But its just me. I should just make my jogging more regular again. 4 months between jogs is not acceptable. Besides as I get older, I have less will power!

I remembered the first time I actually went out for a jog. About 2 years younger and had plently of will power and mental strength to tell myself to keep going.

Times has changed.

Discipline...come bestow yourself upon me.

Recently met up with molala and debster at hougang mall for dinner, dessert and mackers.

to debs: its all about the journey. enjoy the journey!!!

we started chatted about books and those 2 went on to talk about this writer Picololo (paulo colhol) aka paulo callhome....and how his books are about women and self discovery or something liddat.

It made me feel kinda stupid....kinda...a little...actually not really.

But I not into self discovery. I like novels...stories about conspiracy theories, about organised crime (currently reading Godfather)...stories...where I can immerse into the story and visualise like Im watching a movie....

why read something that makes you ponder about yourself so much?

shallow...mebbe thats me.

oh well, shallow i shall be then. hehe....what a crappy blog entry.

Got this from molala who got it from igeek who get it from debster.

Your view on yourself:

You are down-to-earth and people like you because you are so straightforward. You are an efficient problem solver because you will listen to both sides of an argument before making a decision that usually appeals to both parties.
The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:

You are not looking merely for a girl/boyfriend - you are looking for your life partner. Perhaps you should be more open-minded about who you spend time with. The person you are looking for might hide their charm under their exterior.
Your readiness to commit to a relationship:

You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person.
The seriousness of your love:

Your have very sensible tactics when approaching the opposite sex. In many ways people find your straightforwardness attractive, so you will find yourself with plenty of dates.
Your views on education

You may not like to study but you have many practical ideas. You listen to your own instincts and tend to follow your heart, so you will probably end up with an unusual job.
The right job for you:

You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life.
How do you view success:

You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous.
What are you most afraid of:

You are concerned about your image and the way others see you. This means that you try very hard to be accepted by other people. It's time for you to believe in who you are, not what you wear.
Who is your true self:

You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve.

Time. What is it a good measurement of?

I often hear how time is not a good measurement of the strength of a relationship. Or that is doesn't justify the stability of a relationship.

I concur.

Time. It doesn't just hold true for relationships. It's not even a good measurement for friendships.

I met up with iGeek and Molala for lemon tea/oolong tea/sugar cane/chinese tea earlier and it dawns upon me at some point. On my right, my best friend. Ive known her for 10 years, she knows my family, she knows about my past relationships, she has seen me after shower when I just have "towel dress" on. And on my left, my good friend and colleague. Ive known her for about 3 years now. She knows my friends and steals them. She travelled with me, slept in the same room with me. And I know her need of "me time".

Both I know I can rely on if I need help. Both I know I will have a blast every time we are out. iGeek knows my past, my present and will know my future. Molala knows my present and will know my future.

So what is time a good measurement of?

In my previous entry, I blogged about my disappointment in Ah-Mei and since that day. I felt like a stone was lifted from my chest. I no longer "pine" for her - pine for her friendship to return like it was previously. I no longer worry about her well-being. I no longer wonder what she is doing and I no longer wait for the phone call with the nervous voice screaming "HELP ME ECK!!!"

She has become - "the friend I used to know".

So for "the friend I used to know" - I wish you well and happiness. And our 10 years of friendship shall be hung up like soccer boots after a match. This is the end of an era. I shall walk forward, with my head held high, together with my best friends, PJ Hong & iGeek and my other great friends, Molala, Debster, Ollie......

So really. What is time a good measurement of?

Its a good measurement of working hours! Tick. Tick Tick....time counts down to the end of another working week....Woohoo! Weekend is round the corner.

Life is short - this is a phrase often heard but not felt often.

Saturday I went to pick my 黑人from the airport. As he got out of immigration, he called to ask if I wanted anything from DFS and mentioned that his former colleague "Major Lotus"got into an accident earlier and died. I couldn't believe my ears. Major Lotus was only in his 30s, have a wife and a young son. How can he die?

黑人look slightly shaken and distraught when he walked out of the arrival gates. His phone was beeping off the hook and he was talking to other friends, trying to get more information. But bless my 黑人's heart for he kept his spirits up and had nice late dinner with me before heading home.

Now, Ive met Major Lotus a few times and liked the man. Besides from 黑人's closer friends like Songtong and Rududy, Major Lotus was another whom I thought made the effort to get to know me. He was funny and friendly and had no airs even though he was ranked more superior than 黑人.

Noone deserves to die so young. Not when your whole life is ahead of you. Not when you have a son whose life you should see through, at least til he graduates and get married. Noone deserves to die so young.

So to Major Lotus. May you rest in peace and go to a place where luxury cars is at your disposal.

Today is 人日. So HAPPY BIRTHDAY everyone...

The Blaecks had some guests over yesterday night. Sorta like a house-warming/CNY party for Hei's childhood friends. CR and Shar didn't managed to make it, which was a shame. The entire group hasnt gotten together for a long while.

Nonetheless, thanks for GP & ZY for their pizza and crispy duck. Thanks to Dav, FL & lil Maxy for their sushi and ice-cream and lastly, thanks to ZY2 and GY for their champagne and fish-head curry. With exception to Dav & family...no thanks to everyone that was late! =)

I am sorry though, to little Maxy. Our first Casualty of the House, whose forehead mark can still be seen on my glass door of my study room. You literally bounce off the door while screaming at your father not to play mahjong...shell-shocked for 5 seconds, you wailed for mummy who gave you the love and comfort you needed. Dont worry, you werent the only one shocked...the room was so quiet for that 5 seconds you could hear a pin drop!

With that I shall knight you. Little Maxy, Iron Head Warrior...

Friends. They are like FRIdays and no matter how great it was, FRIdays ENDS.

Have you ever lost a friend? I know I have and while I believe most of the time it’s my fault – not making enough effort to keep in touch, this time I feel that I lost a friend while trying to be her friend.

For people who doesn’t know yet, I have moved into my own shack. The moving process made me clear out items from my past. Photo albums, mementos given to me from ex-friends and ex-boyfriend. Items that are kept so deep in the closet or so high up that dusts have settled in and are staying put. I went through photos in my lower secondary life – XiaoHan, Huimin, Peiqi, Becky, Liling, Peixi, Anthea, Weishan and Meijia, all appearing in photos after photos. We went to the Bird Park together, the beach together and stayed in a chalet together. But all are people I cannot bring myself to call as friends. They are fragments of my history, people from the past or acquaintances. For that, I am sorry. Sorry for not making enough effort to keep in touch. Sorry that I let us drift apart, no matter how different our personalities are. For you guys, thanks for wonderful memories. Thanks for once calling me your friend. Some even good friends.
Up to a few years ago, I belong to a very tight knit group of 4 – PJ Hong, iGeek, Ah-Mei and myself. We were tight. Spending almost every other day together, then chatting online afterwards. It seems like we were all individuals with 4 shadows. BC was our haunt and spent many sleepless nights there. And on nights that we slept, I am always the pansy that needed the comfort of a mattress while PJ Hong, iGeek and Ah-Mei slept on the cool marble floor. That was up to a few years ago. Maybe it was about 5 years or so ago.

Then something happened between iGeek and Ah-Mei, causing iGeek to break away for a while. Perth happened that formed cracks between Ah-Mei and myself.

4 suddenly reduced to a trio and a pair. Although PJ Hong was faraway in doctorate land, iGeek and myself was never far from emails, filling her with not-so-juicy details about our not-so-exciting lives and asking her questions on her experiments that at least I have no clue about. “Harvest non-addictive medicinal marijuana!” is what I have been drumming into PJ. Ah-Mei kept everything private between herself and PJ Hong. We hardly ever got any of Ah-Mei’s reply all emails and when they do come, they are filled with patronizing questions to which I don’t think she even really care.

Phuket came last Christmas. 4 girls (plus my dear Hei) was stuck on an island together. Ah-Mei was suddenly faced with a situation where she cannot run, she had to talk to iGeek and me. There were some awkward silence, some whispering of “what should I say” and some “not sure what to do”. But we all played it cool and try to get along. For the 3 days, it seems like everything went back to when we were 16 years old, except we had more cellulite, our boobs were bigger and were legal to drink.

Ah-Mei’s young twat of a girlfriend, Qiop, did the unforgivable. Yet Ah-Mei forgave her and took her back. And even though we haven’t chatted for a long time and it was in darkness, I could hear the quiver in Ah-Mei’s voice when she told us, the hurt that she felt when she learnt the truth.

I was mad.

And in my half drunken stupor after a girl’s night out, I gave Qiop my word of advice. I said that the girls were as close to me as family can get, and I have known them for 10 years. And although I welcome her into the family, I will warn her that the welfare of the girls always comes first for me. If she hurts Ah-Mei, I will hunt her down (even if it means I fly to America) and I will hurt her. For NOONE hurts my family.

I was drunk. Can’t remember all.

Merciless has been a word that’s been used to describe me when “screening” partners. Ive been told by my sisters that their boyfriends fear me the most when meeting the family. Not my father. Me. And once my sister even said I can be brutal when “screening”.

I love you therefore I “screen”.

Now the END has come with my FRIEND. I think I have lost Ah-Mei. Her loyalty and protectiveness over a twat who cheats supercedes my loyalty and protectiveness over her.
“Will Eck be there?” – 4 words that actually stabs my heart. Pain is felt and tears well. Words that come from Ah-Mei because it seems Qiop is UNCOMFORTABLE when I am around.

4 words come from a “friend” who used to come to me when she had problems, when she needed money to fund her supp paper. The friend who used to draw me her skinny chickens and make me laugh. The friend who rubs my head and tell me I am funny. The friend who cooked instant noodles for me when I was drunk young and hungry. The friend I’ve known and loved for 10 years.

I lost.

A lesson in English

Recently, I was given a lesson in English by a true blue Englishman (who very kindly hosted hei and myself in his awesomely huge villa).

Conversation goes;

Me: Oh, I am currently renovating my new place at Punggol.

Saint R: You see, 'renovating' is a Singapore lingo. You cant say you are renovating. In the English dictionary, 'renovating' means restoring something back into good condition. Is you house already furnish?

Me (sheepishly): No....so what should be the right term?

Saint R: Finishing...you are finishing or completed your apartment.

(End)

I was convinced but wanted to make sure, so I came home and search on the dictionary. And indeed he is right. http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/renovate

And at the same time, Saint R also informed me that Singaporeans (correction: real estate agents) used the word "bungalow' too loosely. Everyday he flips through the newspaper and he see them advertising for;

2 STOREY BUNGALOW...
WITH POOL, JACUZZI......

"Bungalow" - is an Indian word that was adopted into the English language. It is use to mean a 1 storey house usually surrounded by a verandah.

bungalow
1676, from Gujarati bangalo, from Hindi bangla "low, thatched house," lit. "Bengalese," used elliptically for "house in the Bengal style."

Everyday, you learn something new...on this day...I learnt 2 things!

I know this is not a good picture but it was hilarious when I saw this little kitty sound asleep on a narrow ledge and DROOLING.

Hahaha and I thought only humans drool in their sleep.

An innovative idea

If you don't already know, my doggies sleep at the balcony. Tonight, it was raining and we thought about putting them in the house to sleep, but thinking of the mess we will wake up to the next morning, forced me to think of another way to keep them dry and still in the balcony.

Behold. The mighty umbrella.

Do you have 1 dish in this world that you especially have a weakness for or love?

I do.

Once in a while, I have a craving for "Siek Mee Ta Mai Hiam Long Zong Ketchup". Not everyone does it well but this stall in Marine Parade Market (Rong Fu Mian) does it perfectly.

Slurping this noodle down brings back memories when I was a kid and was dragged through the marketing with Mummy...and the only thing that perk me up was this bowl of noodles....

Heavenly.

While growing up, did you ever wonder what it would be like to own your first home? How it feels like to go through all the interior design and pick your favourite/most affordable?

Housing was an issue I never ever thought of, to be honest. I've always moved from apartment to apartment with everything ready for me. The house was in moved-in condition and all I needed to bring/pack was myself, and my clothes.

So Hei and I are now home-owners. Home-owners - Suddenly, we move into another Target Audience group when watching commercials. Commercials on home insurances, air refresheners, washing detergents, preventing ades mosquito in your house, suddenly becomes relevant to us.

100K down from our CPF in exchange for a new pair of house keys - what are we suppose to feel?

But here is a glimpse of our new house...ignore that last 20 secs or so....

In this world of the living and the dead
Horizontal you lie, in the morgue or in bed
When you walk, who walks besides you?
A brush against your skin, was it something true?

Kids are getting outrageous these days!

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