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Thursday, 18 February 2010
Frogg
We went to the frog farm today!!!
I was so apprehensive about meeting these yucky amphibians, I could almost imagine their slime all over me. I wore pants today just in case any frogs wanna get nasty with me.
My pupils were all so excited. They were literally crazed on the idea that they will be allowed to touch the frogs.
I thought the bus ride was horrible. Luckily on my way there, I had Maisarah who took my mind off the motion-sickness. But on our way back, I wasn't so lucky.
Watched a documentary on Frog Farming at the screening there. I was quite pleased with the familiar jingle of "Hey Singapore!". Remember that TV show hosted by Lisa Ang? Oh she was so youthful and pretty in the documentary. Wonder how she's doing now.
Anywhow, we visited the Mating Pond. Was surprised to learn how familiar the mating process of the frog begins. I also learnt that frogs choose their mates. Adult males are usually more attractive looking so they can attract the female to mate. The female frog also has the right to reject. If a male frog "mounts" on a female and she doesn't like it, she would kick him away. And the male will have to hop along to find another. Funny how I find this hugely similar to the human culture.
They breed the biggest American Bullfrog there and they can actually grow very bif. Heard the biggest American BUllfrog weighs more than 30kg and is found in the Amazon. They are also called "Raincallers" as they are known by some old folklore as so when they croak.
The frogs aren't so hungry so when we fed them, they weren't so interested.
On my way back, in the bus, I felt so nautious and sick. But my girl had to do the honours. She puked and the smell makes me wanna puke. Poor me had to help her clean herself up. I felt soooo sick. Uweekkkk.... Grand Finale.
Ok I'm gonna catch an eye before cca starts . Siens.
I was so apprehensive about meeting these yucky amphibians, I could almost imagine their slime all over me. I wore pants today just in case any frogs wanna get nasty with me.
My pupils were all so excited. They were literally crazed on the idea that they will be allowed to touch the frogs.
I thought the bus ride was horrible. Luckily on my way there, I had Maisarah who took my mind off the motion-sickness. But on our way back, I wasn't so lucky.
Watched a documentary on Frog Farming at the screening there. I was quite pleased with the familiar jingle of "Hey Singapore!". Remember that TV show hosted by Lisa Ang? Oh she was so youthful and pretty in the documentary. Wonder how she's doing now.
Anywhow, we visited the Mating Pond. Was surprised to learn how familiar the mating process of the frog begins. I also learnt that frogs choose their mates. Adult males are usually more attractive looking so they can attract the female to mate. The female frog also has the right to reject. If a male frog "mounts" on a female and she doesn't like it, she would kick him away. And the male will have to hop along to find another. Funny how I find this hugely similar to the human culture.
They breed the biggest American Bullfrog there and they can actually grow very bif. Heard the biggest American BUllfrog weighs more than 30kg and is found in the Amazon. They are also called "Raincallers" as they are known by some old folklore as so when they croak.
The frogs aren't so hungry so when we fed them, they weren't so interested.
On my way back, in the bus, I felt so nautious and sick. But my girl had to do the honours. She puked and the smell makes me wanna puke. Poor me had to help her clean herself up. I felt soooo sick. Uweekkkk.... Grand Finale.
Ok I'm gonna catch an eye before cca starts . Siens.
Monday, 1 February 2010
Thursday, 28 January 2010
NEW YEAR!!!!
OMG!!! I was soooo into my new life I completely forgot to blog!
I wanna blog about my Xmas in KL... But I didn't.
I wanna blog about the new year I spent on the side of the expressway (coz Joyo's vehicle broke down again)... But I didn't.
I wanna tell the world my silly jokes... But I didn't.
I wanna blog about Shimmy's and Kelly's wedding, but I didn't.
But 2010 is starting to be really cool for me. Hopefully, it would stay this way throughout the year.
I moved into my new environment. But of course, it was lonely at first. So lonely. I'm soooo bored that I went home sooo early.
Then due to boredom and loneliness, I spent my last 2 weeks in BBDC... Yes, I enroled to take my Class 3. Like finally moving my ass for it. BBDC's a stone's throw. I'll be the silliest person alive if I dun go for my license. And so far so good.
Being the "gregarious" person I am, I made a few good colleagues. One of em is celebrating her 21st birthday soon. Wow. It was almost 8 years ago when I had mine. So sad. But I dun feel old next to them. I think I must be the mentally deranged one. I'm finally laughing with some people.
Still, I missed the days when we punked each other back in wltps. I wonder if these people can take hard knocks and laughed it off together. I better not try. I might be making enemies, if not, raising brows. Too many senior teachers here who are prim and proper. If they aren't senior, they seem senior. And dun forget that my cubicle's position is in front of a holy person. I'm seated in front of a Brother. I dun really give two hoots. I'm enjoying the sedentary life I have now.
I wonder if Bee and Laarva are okay. Missed them.
And I kinda wished I could shout over the staff room and laughed my head off. Like I would do last year... And the year before... And last.
Thsi year, my resolution is to get my class 3, play my last season, and travel more to places I wanna go.
Happy new year to me!
I wanna blog about my Xmas in KL... But I didn't.
I wanna blog about the new year I spent on the side of the expressway (coz Joyo's vehicle broke down again)... But I didn't.
I wanna tell the world my silly jokes... But I didn't.
I wanna blog about Shimmy's and Kelly's wedding, but I didn't.
But 2010 is starting to be really cool for me. Hopefully, it would stay this way throughout the year.
I moved into my new environment. But of course, it was lonely at first. So lonely. I'm soooo bored that I went home sooo early.
Then due to boredom and loneliness, I spent my last 2 weeks in BBDC... Yes, I enroled to take my Class 3. Like finally moving my ass for it. BBDC's a stone's throw. I'll be the silliest person alive if I dun go for my license. And so far so good.
Being the "gregarious" person I am, I made a few good colleagues. One of em is celebrating her 21st birthday soon. Wow. It was almost 8 years ago when I had mine. So sad. But I dun feel old next to them. I think I must be the mentally deranged one. I'm finally laughing with some people.
Still, I missed the days when we punked each other back in wltps. I wonder if these people can take hard knocks and laughed it off together. I better not try. I might be making enemies, if not, raising brows. Too many senior teachers here who are prim and proper. If they aren't senior, they seem senior. And dun forget that my cubicle's position is in front of a holy person. I'm seated in front of a Brother. I dun really give two hoots. I'm enjoying the sedentary life I have now.
I wonder if Bee and Laarva are okay. Missed them.
And I kinda wished I could shout over the staff room and laughed my head off. Like I would do last year... And the year before... And last.
Thsi year, my resolution is to get my class 3, play my last season, and travel more to places I wanna go.
Happy new year to me!
Sunday, 20 December 2009
Historical Events that happen on my Birthday....
24 August 79 AD:
Mount Vesuvius erupted and destroyed the city of Pompeii and Herculaneum.
24th August 1511:
Portugese troops under Alfonso Albuquerque occupy Malacca.
24th August 1847:
Charlotte Bronte finishes manuscript of "Jane Eyre"... Beautiful.
24h August 1891:
Thomas Edison patents his first motion picture camera... Nikon, Canon, Pentax... suck it.
24th August 1981 (the exact day I was born):
Mark David Chapman is sentenced to 20 years to life for John Lennon's murder...
24th August 2006:
Pluto no longer called a planet, instead demoted to being a "dwarf planet" alongside Ares.... Sob sob...
So I deduced that...
I've a very eruptive temper, visionary and dominant, a good writer, takes good pcitures, could murder a famous musician and always constantly "belittled"...
Have a nice day.
Mount Vesuvius erupted and destroyed the city of Pompeii and Herculaneum.
24th August 1511:
Portugese troops under Alfonso Albuquerque occupy Malacca.
24th August 1847:
Charlotte Bronte finishes manuscript of "Jane Eyre"... Beautiful.
24h August 1891:
Thomas Edison patents his first motion picture camera... Nikon, Canon, Pentax... suck it.
24th August 1981 (the exact day I was born):
Mark David Chapman is sentenced to 20 years to life for John Lennon's murder...
24th August 2006:
Pluto no longer called a planet, instead demoted to being a "dwarf planet" alongside Ares.... Sob sob...
So I deduced that...
I've a very eruptive temper, visionary and dominant, a good writer, takes good pcitures, could murder a famous musician and always constantly "belittled"...
Have a nice day.
Monday, 14 December 2009
What I Did last summer.. I mean, week
Managed to catch up with the PESS babes...
Had fun catching up on our lives....
Joe is on reservist. Stoopid idiotic people who plan the freaking reservist in the middle of December, 2 weeks of whatever is left of my precious holidays, now ravaged by Joe's temperament. Who the hell plan this? Why should Joe go for so many exercises when in fact, sorry to express this, only protecting the growing influx of foreigners and foreigner's assets?
Are the army really protecting our home? I think ICA should protect our home by limiting foreigners a place to invest and stay. That's why up till today, our S'porean identity is still in ambiguity. We dun have anything to hold on to, sadly. Coz the landscape is ever changing... Look at Orchard Road. I swear 80% of the surroundings have been changed. So what can we relate to?
Enough of the unjustly system. Not that I'm doing anything about it. I can't even if I wanted to. My husband's a Poh not a .....
Happier Notes.
Managed to go out with the gals... Gals day out with bride-to-be Shimmy. Nun and Ijah got her a crown and a bouquet of flowers for her to carry wherever she went... She was okay at Botanic Gardens, but took it off halfway in Orchard. Had a great time laughing our socks off...
Went to Snow City.... It was freeezing.... -17.4 degrees, whoa!
We are not supposed to take pictures in Snow City as they have an official photographer and you have to pay $15 for a picture, but I managed to sneak a few shots of Joe and Baby Risq Aryff....
After which, we went to get Hainanese Chicken Rice at Clementi... So yummy! Would definitely go back there to eat! But it wasn't really near the interchange, have to walk a bit. But I dun mind at all! I had roasted hainanese chicken rice and additional of stir fried liver and gizzard (in other words, chicken spare parts) and yummyyyyyy.... Ija went back there again at night with Joyo to eat... Ija could be either hungry or just lovin it!
Just when I thought everything was ay-okay... Things started to irked me up a little. I just realised that not alot of people are contented with the simpler things in life and that once again the theory of indirect proportionality of money and heart. The more money you have the less heart you got. But it's true. I have not met a rich person who is simple, down-to-earth and full of empathy. I guess I could call my quest quits.
I cannot understand and will never understand how people can be so heartless, ungrateful and unapologetic... I hope I dun fit the abovementioned bill.
And I love my Mom. She's simply loud, choosy, naggy, never impartial (coz she takes my sister's side most of the time), try-to-be-high-class-but-fact-is-she's-middle-class and yet... She has a heart.
And most of all, she loves me.
Had fun catching up on our lives....
Joe is on reservist. Stoopid idiotic people who plan the freaking reservist in the middle of December, 2 weeks of whatever is left of my precious holidays, now ravaged by Joe's temperament. Who the hell plan this? Why should Joe go for so many exercises when in fact, sorry to express this, only protecting the growing influx of foreigners and foreigner's assets?
Are the army really protecting our home? I think ICA should protect our home by limiting foreigners a place to invest and stay. That's why up till today, our S'porean identity is still in ambiguity. We dun have anything to hold on to, sadly. Coz the landscape is ever changing... Look at Orchard Road. I swear 80% of the surroundings have been changed. So what can we relate to?
Enough of the unjustly system. Not that I'm doing anything about it. I can't even if I wanted to. My husband's a Poh not a .....
Happier Notes.
Managed to go out with the gals... Gals day out with bride-to-be Shimmy. Nun and Ijah got her a crown and a bouquet of flowers for her to carry wherever she went... She was okay at Botanic Gardens, but took it off halfway in Orchard. Had a great time laughing our socks off...
Went to Snow City.... It was freeezing.... -17.4 degrees, whoa!
We are not supposed to take pictures in Snow City as they have an official photographer and you have to pay $15 for a picture, but I managed to sneak a few shots of Joe and Baby Risq Aryff....
After which, we went to get Hainanese Chicken Rice at Clementi... So yummy! Would definitely go back there to eat! But it wasn't really near the interchange, have to walk a bit. But I dun mind at all! I had roasted hainanese chicken rice and additional of stir fried liver and gizzard (in other words, chicken spare parts) and yummyyyyyy.... Ija went back there again at night with Joyo to eat... Ija could be either hungry or just lovin it!
Just when I thought everything was ay-okay... Things started to irked me up a little. I just realised that not alot of people are contented with the simpler things in life and that once again the theory of indirect proportionality of money and heart. The more money you have the less heart you got. But it's true. I have not met a rich person who is simple, down-to-earth and full of empathy. I guess I could call my quest quits.
I cannot understand and will never understand how people can be so heartless, ungrateful and unapologetic... I hope I dun fit the abovementioned bill.
And I love my Mom. She's simply loud, choosy, naggy, never impartial (coz she takes my sister's side most of the time), try-to-be-high-class-but-fact-is-she's-middle-class and yet... She has a heart.
And most of all, she loves me.
Tuesday, 1 December 2009
Why am I not excited....
My roller-coaster ride has finally reached its initial start-off. I'm glad... yet I'm not sure why I'm completely elated or why I'm not exactly jumping for joy.
I just the emotions I had these few days have been a little overwhelming. First, the utter disappointment of rejection. Posting was rejected. After weeks of appealing and begging for life (I was just short of being on my knees), they left me hanging by saying that they will only reveal the results by 8 December. Which made me even madder than I already was.
Meanwhile, I was experiencing new things back in this new cove of mine. Different environment that made me a little uncomfortable, I'm not sure I could step into untouched territories but I have to move slow and steady.
So much work to be done.
Then the great news came. I long to be free one day.... and HR department called and my appeal was approved. However I do not have any memo, my P doesn't have it, neither did the school. I guess they just take a super long time to do up stuffs, as they always have. Too many red tapes and don't get me even started on the bloody system.
I still dunno why I'm not excited yet.
I'm gonna miss the great friendship I made here. The bittersweet memories... Should start singing Bittersweet Symphony...
I'm in love with Mark Kanemura. He rocks. Love love love.
I just the emotions I had these few days have been a little overwhelming. First, the utter disappointment of rejection. Posting was rejected. After weeks of appealing and begging for life (I was just short of being on my knees), they left me hanging by saying that they will only reveal the results by 8 December. Which made me even madder than I already was.
Meanwhile, I was experiencing new things back in this new cove of mine. Different environment that made me a little uncomfortable, I'm not sure I could step into untouched territories but I have to move slow and steady.
So much work to be done.
Then the great news came. I long to be free one day.... and HR department called and my appeal was approved. However I do not have any memo, my P doesn't have it, neither did the school. I guess they just take a super long time to do up stuffs, as they always have. Too many red tapes and don't get me even started on the bloody system.
I still dunno why I'm not excited yet.
I'm gonna miss the great friendship I made here. The bittersweet memories... Should start singing Bittersweet Symphony...
I'm in love with Mark Kanemura. He rocks. Love love love.
Friday, 13 November 2009
Getting ready....
These few weeks have been extremely busy for me... Marks processing and PGD... Such energy-devouring weeks it has been.
I wanted to blog out a few stuffs, but I was thinking of letting out how I feel today.
I "tore down" my cubicle. I removed all pictures and inspirational quotes that kept me going, that got me feeling happy, those that whenever I look at them, it reminds me of a great life I have. Or had.
As I was "tearing" them down, I was singing this Boyz II Men song, "It's so hard to say goodbye"... I'm a child of the 90s, so yeah, I used to love them. Its an emotional 10 minutes for me. Reminded me of things I went through to get this far and finally leaving after soooo much intense pressure. It's like a drug, a pain-relief medication... I'm so morbid.
I will miss the good times I had with good friends I made.
Mary, my first friend in Wellington,
Jumari the goof, the bad, the ugly...
Laarva who is always there to lend a listening ear (and bought me breakfast today)
Lisa and her bubbly personality who cheers me up whenever I'm exhausted,
Bee who always advices me and keeping me always positive,
Nala - coz I love to bully her,
Uncle Shahrin who's always there to layan my silly jokes,
Suart Hong who shares me her life and experiences,
King Yang who is always so kind and such a pure gentleman (some say gentle only)
Ting Tuan for making my life a lil funny with her "sudden surprises" and "nodding away"
Ronald and Kumar, great companions, and the only few people who can speak my language.
and all those who had rubbed me in their special way... I hate to say it but I'm gonna miss you guys...
I definitely made enemies along the way. Recently gained one I think. All because of this yap of mine that won't stop sometimes. My mouth has a mind of its own.... I dunno if I should even be apologetic.
Anyway.... I'll have to start life all over next year. A lil scary yet filled with relief....
I wanted to blog out a few stuffs, but I was thinking of letting out how I feel today.
I "tore down" my cubicle. I removed all pictures and inspirational quotes that kept me going, that got me feeling happy, those that whenever I look at them, it reminds me of a great life I have. Or had.
As I was "tearing" them down, I was singing this Boyz II Men song, "It's so hard to say goodbye"... I'm a child of the 90s, so yeah, I used to love them. Its an emotional 10 minutes for me. Reminded me of things I went through to get this far and finally leaving after soooo much intense pressure. It's like a drug, a pain-relief medication... I'm so morbid.
I will miss the good times I had with good friends I made.
Mary, my first friend in Wellington,
Jumari the goof, the bad, the ugly...
Laarva who is always there to lend a listening ear (and bought me breakfast today)
Lisa and her bubbly personality who cheers me up whenever I'm exhausted,
Bee who always advices me and keeping me always positive,
Nala - coz I love to bully her,
Uncle Shahrin who's always there to layan my silly jokes,
Suart Hong who shares me her life and experiences,
King Yang who is always so kind and such a pure gentleman (some say gentle only)
Ting Tuan for making my life a lil funny with her "sudden surprises" and "nodding away"
Ronald and Kumar, great companions, and the only few people who can speak my language.
and all those who had rubbed me in their special way... I hate to say it but I'm gonna miss you guys...
I definitely made enemies along the way. Recently gained one I think. All because of this yap of mine that won't stop sometimes. My mouth has a mind of its own.... I dunno if I should even be apologetic.
Anyway.... I'll have to start life all over next year. A lil scary yet filled with relief....
Thursday, 29 October 2009
Boomz-ing in Pride
My trip to Vivo last weekend inspired me. I strolled past NewUrbanMale, and they were having a BOOMZ sale with LEOPARD PREENZ wear. I wasn't making this up. I read this on the signage outside the entrance. That's exactly what they printed.
It seemed to be the latest tad for advertising and in my opinion, has enhanced our “Singaporean identity crisis”…. Wahahaah.
I was chuckling at the thought of how this Ris Low lady had ruled our life and created the 'new lingo' and utilising this 'newly-created' lingos such as 'boomz' or 'shings' to spice up our Singlish vocabulary. We are poking fun at her poor grammatical and pronounciation mistakes, and we are asking ourselves, is she real or what? What is wrong with her? Not only is she so cheena, her attitude puts off a lot of people.
I supposed there is nothing wrong with her, she is just a result of media attention and probably a little too much to ask, but she has became what we all call it, a media whore.
This is probably what she wanted to achieve, a new-found celebrity status and even though she pulled it the wrong way, well, she made it. And she owes her 'success' to everyone of us.
We poked fun at her, we laughed at her diction, we talked about her almost all the time when we sat down for coffee. So there you go. We 'created' her 'success'. The more we talked about her, the more 'popular' she is and she is probably smirking and brimming with pride on how 'famous' she has become. Face it, not everyone has the conscience or the ability to reason or judge, as well as some others. She may not be living with similar values with all of us. Despite her controversial credit card frauds and all her actions on camera, she is proud of herself. She is one person who had grabbed attention whether the right or wrong way. She has milked us off, all the attention she wants. She did it. She is recognised now.
I'm no grammar Nazi (as my husband thought so), but some people who posted videos of her in FB and blogs and youtubes, are no different.
I was reading some comments about her, and yea, we are all guilty. We spell simple words and phrases wrongly too (and this is not short-form or internet abbreviations, I assure you). We also tend to use our tenses and vocab in the wrong way.
Some words/phrases I come across in the comments: "Roll Model"
or "what happened recently issues"
Actually, we all have a little Ris Low in all of us. It's just how apparent we want it to be.
My two-cents worth. Many might not agree with me though.
And I respect that.
It seemed to be the latest tad for advertising and in my opinion, has enhanced our “Singaporean identity crisis”…. Wahahaah.
I was chuckling at the thought of how this Ris Low lady had ruled our life and created the 'new lingo' and utilising this 'newly-created' lingos such as 'boomz' or 'shings' to spice up our Singlish vocabulary. We are poking fun at her poor grammatical and pronounciation mistakes, and we are asking ourselves, is she real or what? What is wrong with her? Not only is she so cheena, her attitude puts off a lot of people.
I supposed there is nothing wrong with her, she is just a result of media attention and probably a little too much to ask, but she has became what we all call it, a media whore.
This is probably what she wanted to achieve, a new-found celebrity status and even though she pulled it the wrong way, well, she made it. And she owes her 'success' to everyone of us.
We poked fun at her, we laughed at her diction, we talked about her almost all the time when we sat down for coffee. So there you go. We 'created' her 'success'. The more we talked about her, the more 'popular' she is and she is probably smirking and brimming with pride on how 'famous' she has become. Face it, not everyone has the conscience or the ability to reason or judge, as well as some others. She may not be living with similar values with all of us. Despite her controversial credit card frauds and all her actions on camera, she is proud of herself. She is one person who had grabbed attention whether the right or wrong way. She has milked us off, all the attention she wants. She did it. She is recognised now.
I'm no grammar Nazi (as my husband thought so), but some people who posted videos of her in FB and blogs and youtubes, are no different.
I was reading some comments about her, and yea, we are all guilty. We spell simple words and phrases wrongly too (and this is not short-form or internet abbreviations, I assure you). We also tend to use our tenses and vocab in the wrong way.
Some words/phrases I come across in the comments: "Roll Model"
or "what happened recently issues"
Actually, we all have a little Ris Low in all of us. It's just how apparent we want it to be.
My two-cents worth. Many might not agree with me though.
And I respect that.
Tuesday, 27 October 2009
Stereotypical Me
My colleague was sharing on this course she was attending. She went on about her facilitator being very 'controversial' by asking the class to pen down their thoughts on certain social topics which are always stereotypical.
I decided to pen my answers.....
Men are... wonderful 'creatures'
Women are... God's take on beauty, love and weakness
Chinese men are... gamblers
Indian men are... drunk
Malay men are... lazy
Chinese women are... flat yet naggy
Indian women are... voluptuous but ignorant
Malay women are... superficial and stupid
Chinese husbands are... afraid of their wives
Indian husbands are... abusive
Malay husbands are... killing children
Chinese wives are... killing their husbands
Indian wives are...suffering
Malay wives are... killing themselves.
Just for cynical pleasure. No harm intended....
I decided to pen my answers.....
Men are... wonderful 'creatures'
Women are... God's take on beauty, love and weakness
Chinese men are... gamblers
Indian men are... drunk
Malay men are... lazy
Chinese women are... flat yet naggy
Indian women are... voluptuous but ignorant
Malay women are... superficial and stupid
Chinese husbands are... afraid of their wives
Indian husbands are... abusive
Malay husbands are... killing children
Chinese wives are... killing their husbands
Indian wives are...suffering
Malay wives are... killing themselves.
Just for cynical pleasure. No harm intended....
Sunday, 11 October 2009
Weekends Well Spent...
Joe and I woke up early on Saturday morning and we went to grab KFC AM riser!!!! Such happiness, I gorged AM Platter meal and felt fully sated. Yummy!
Went back home to do some cleaning, chilled out, then Joe and I went on a run. Pardon me, I have not ran long distance for the longest time (pun intended) and my Joe is a half-marathon runner... I must be sick. He was in a darn good mood, he encouraged me on, even though the pain was creeping up in my muscles and I could feel the lactic acid in my gluteus maximus.... But he motivated me, by running my pace, almost half walking (coz I was in the verge of stopping). At the end of the run, he kissed my sweaty forehead and said, "I'm, so proud of you...". That instant was when the pain disappeared, oops, but only for that micro-instant.... We warmed down by walking around Jurong Lake Park and could see so many beautiful sights, too bad didn't have a cam with me...
I rewarded myself with an ice-cream after the run, hey, I deserve it... Then Joe said I'm putting back the calories I've burned, but I don't give two hoots.
After resting for awhile, we went to Jurong Point. Our intention was to watch a movie but nothing good was on, so we abandoned the idea, went to the DVD rental shop to rent DVDs and bought a Supor wok from NTUC. Yeah, I'm so wifey. M-i-L didn't look too please, but I shall not elaborate further.
We ended the Saturday night by searching for the darn remote control for the DVD player. Hilarious, we have DVDs and a DVD player without the remote control.. Dad-i-L, Joe and me went around every nook and corner but to no avail. D-i-L said prolly Joe discarded it during his cleaning spree before I moved in.
But we watched Bourne Ultimatum. Couldn't watch the foreign movie Mongol, coz no RC, no subtitles.
We woke up late ont he lazy Sunday morning, with doing normal stuffs like laundry, and I went on to cook Tom Yam soup... First time ok. And Joe loved it... Success!!!!! Wait, most importantly, Dad-i-L ate my cooking for teh first time prolly and Mum-i-L told me to leave some for her before she left for classes! I was on top of Mars, Jupiter and prolly Saturn!
I'm so proud to say that I can, officially, cook... Tom Yam soup.
So I'm not looking forward for another week in school, but I hope it's as great as my weekends...
Went back home to do some cleaning, chilled out, then Joe and I went on a run. Pardon me, I have not ran long distance for the longest time (pun intended) and my Joe is a half-marathon runner... I must be sick. He was in a darn good mood, he encouraged me on, even though the pain was creeping up in my muscles and I could feel the lactic acid in my gluteus maximus.... But he motivated me, by running my pace, almost half walking (coz I was in the verge of stopping). At the end of the run, he kissed my sweaty forehead and said, "I'm, so proud of you...". That instant was when the pain disappeared, oops, but only for that micro-instant.... We warmed down by walking around Jurong Lake Park and could see so many beautiful sights, too bad didn't have a cam with me...
I rewarded myself with an ice-cream after the run, hey, I deserve it... Then Joe said I'm putting back the calories I've burned, but I don't give two hoots.
After resting for awhile, we went to Jurong Point. Our intention was to watch a movie but nothing good was on, so we abandoned the idea, went to the DVD rental shop to rent DVDs and bought a Supor wok from NTUC. Yeah, I'm so wifey. M-i-L didn't look too please, but I shall not elaborate further.
We ended the Saturday night by searching for the darn remote control for the DVD player. Hilarious, we have DVDs and a DVD player without the remote control.. Dad-i-L, Joe and me went around every nook and corner but to no avail. D-i-L said prolly Joe discarded it during his cleaning spree before I moved in.
But we watched Bourne Ultimatum. Couldn't watch the foreign movie Mongol, coz no RC, no subtitles.
We woke up late ont he lazy Sunday morning, with doing normal stuffs like laundry, and I went on to cook Tom Yam soup... First time ok. And Joe loved it... Success!!!!! Wait, most importantly, Dad-i-L ate my cooking for teh first time prolly and Mum-i-L told me to leave some for her before she left for classes! I was on top of Mars, Jupiter and prolly Saturn!
I'm so proud to say that I can, officially, cook... Tom Yam soup.
So I'm not looking forward for another week in school, but I hope it's as great as my weekends...
Wednesday, 7 October 2009
Of Raya, Mid-Autumn's and love
Went raya-ing last Saturday, with our special guest appearance, Firdaus. Kinda weird not talking to him after all these years and rumours lingering around him. It's so bizarre with our gang "expanding" with additions like Baby Aryff, Baby Auni, Baby Soffiyah, Baby Amir Khan and the latest pack, Baby Adrianna.
Joe and I lit up our own lanterns for Mid-Autumn's. Love burning and smelling sulphur and soot in the air. Wahahah. The kids were curiously eyeing on our cheap lanterns. I couldn't help but notice how pretty, animated, huge and colourful theirs are. Unfair. Sulk sulk.
Joe went home even more sick then he already is, and we forgo the JSS raya-ing. He was mostly asleep and if he was awake, he was in super bad bear-ish mode. Which of course, made me wished he'd just go to sleep. So most of the time I was doing about my own things.
I took leave on Monday after witnessing Joe's insomnia (which made me unable to sleep myself) due to the awful, throat-ripping coughs he had, most of which ended up making me sit up, wide-eyed with shock.
Coming back to hell wasn't exactly exciting, semtrex training, in my opinion, was the most useless, time-consuming and most uninteresting training ever done. We have done this in CEPP, I believe and the same booklet from SCDF too. I came home so tired to even start marking anything, ended up with me hitting the sack so early and poor hubby had to entertain himself with games and stuffs. How the heck would I know? On my way in the train, I saw 3 more new games being uploaded to my iPhone. Nice going.
I feel for Lavalamp and sometimes wished I could do something to ease her agony or lift her spririts. But boy, if I were in her shoes, nothing in the world could cheer me up. I mean, the motivation is already dying, yet people around her had to twist the blade and push it even deeper. Lavalamp, be strong, yeah?
Joe and I lit up our own lanterns for Mid-Autumn's. Love burning and smelling sulphur and soot in the air. Wahahah. The kids were curiously eyeing on our cheap lanterns. I couldn't help but notice how pretty, animated, huge and colourful theirs are. Unfair. Sulk sulk.
Joe went home even more sick then he already is, and we forgo the JSS raya-ing. He was mostly asleep and if he was awake, he was in super bad bear-ish mode. Which of course, made me wished he'd just go to sleep. So most of the time I was doing about my own things.
I took leave on Monday after witnessing Joe's insomnia (which made me unable to sleep myself) due to the awful, throat-ripping coughs he had, most of which ended up making me sit up, wide-eyed with shock.
Coming back to hell wasn't exactly exciting, semtrex training, in my opinion, was the most useless, time-consuming and most uninteresting training ever done. We have done this in CEPP, I believe and the same booklet from SCDF too. I came home so tired to even start marking anything, ended up with me hitting the sack so early and poor hubby had to entertain himself with games and stuffs. How the heck would I know? On my way in the train, I saw 3 more new games being uploaded to my iPhone. Nice going.
I feel for Lavalamp and sometimes wished I could do something to ease her agony or lift her spririts. But boy, if I were in her shoes, nothing in the world could cheer me up. I mean, the motivation is already dying, yet people around her had to twist the blade and push it even deeper. Lavalamp, be strong, yeah?
Thursday, 1 October 2009
Self-Indulgence
Yesterday was self-indulgence at its very best. I couldn't understand, are we doing it for the children? It seems that we enjoyed ourselves more than the kids do. Did we not know that kids' attention span are curtated, especially when it involves anchoring their asses to the floor?
Geez. All the planning ebbed as some people just wanna do random stuffs, and adding things under the wire, just like that. Hey, what can I say, I have no power. If I had known that at the eleventh hour, there are many who wannna 'showcase', I would have backed out. I think my partner and I would only be glad. Lalithaa requested, under much comtemplation, so I thought, alright, just do it. But others wanted the limelight too... And continue to bore the hell off the kids!!!
Ah well. No use brooding. I did not choose to speak out. It's just me, not wanting to hurt others but ending up hurting myself. I love doing this and then lament all about it. Feel like such a coward sometimes...
At the end of the day, Incubus will resonate through my head...
"So don't let the world bring you down,
Not everyone here is sad, fucked up and cold.
Remember why you came and while you're alive,
Experience the warmth before you grow old..."
Brandon Boyd kept me going. I love him.
Geez. All the planning ebbed as some people just wanna do random stuffs, and adding things under the wire, just like that. Hey, what can I say, I have no power. If I had known that at the eleventh hour, there are many who wannna 'showcase', I would have backed out. I think my partner and I would only be glad. Lalithaa requested, under much comtemplation, so I thought, alright, just do it. But others wanted the limelight too... And continue to bore the hell off the kids!!!
Ah well. No use brooding. I did not choose to speak out. It's just me, not wanting to hurt others but ending up hurting myself. I love doing this and then lament all about it. Feel like such a coward sometimes...
At the end of the day, Incubus will resonate through my head...
"So don't let the world bring you down,
Not everyone here is sad, fucked up and cold.
Remember why you came and while you're alive,
Experience the warmth before you grow old..."
Brandon Boyd kept me going. I love him.
Tuesday, 29 September 2009
Lazy-Munster
The week started when my LP got stuck again. Me and the stoopid LP system do not get along...
I hate to say this but I'm at my most lazy mode right now. I can't seem to do anything back at home, coz I was so darn tired. Yesterday, hubby was sick in bed, so he didn't go to work and I can't help but feel that tinge of jealousy biting into my flesh. I went back and started lazing, I took out a few pieces, but immediately surrendered to oh-so-powerful laziness.
I really couldn't pick myslef up after that onwards. I lie down and watch Discovery and then think of what I would do if I were a powerful general in WWII. Then I imagine myself to be Anne Frank, the muslim version. Demented, man.
I think all that gorging and gluttony over the past week due to raya visiting has created a lazy monster in me. I'm going out tonight, but I'm too lazy to go. Yet I have to but I dunno.... WTH!
Ok, back to immersing myself in WS...
I hate to say this but I'm at my most lazy mode right now. I can't seem to do anything back at home, coz I was so darn tired. Yesterday, hubby was sick in bed, so he didn't go to work and I can't help but feel that tinge of jealousy biting into my flesh. I went back and started lazing, I took out a few pieces, but immediately surrendered to oh-so-powerful laziness.
I really couldn't pick myslef up after that onwards. I lie down and watch Discovery and then think of what I would do if I were a powerful general in WWII. Then I imagine myself to be Anne Frank, the muslim version. Demented, man.
I think all that gorging and gluttony over the past week due to raya visiting has created a lazy monster in me. I'm going out tonight, but I'm too lazy to go. Yet I have to but I dunno.... WTH!
Ok, back to immersing myself in WS...
Thursday, 24 September 2009
Such an ass
This week has been a seriously frustrating week. Credits are flying out to the least deserved and the rest of us have been facing music.
Not that I do not love music, but this trance-dance music is the kind that knocks you off your chair, leaving you wishing that you were never born. In some extremes, screaming, throating, hatred-grunting are also fused to create more atmosphere and expression.
NAPFA is the worse of them all. Messed up and yours truly had to clean up the mess.
Then there was the niqc thingy. That had a whole undeserving team earning a silver award for nothingness. Not so cozy nothingness, Faz. I dunno why I had to turn green, when I know that all these human beings just do not possess such a thing called CONSCIENCE. The more I learn about him, the more queasy and nauseating it became. I couldn't look at him with respect anymore. The same way I feel against all the others living in the same first floor lair of theirs.
But I did a clutzy move when I lost the tickets for the MAF and had to report to him. He advised me to see neo. My Gawd, I didn't know that he was just saving his ass, just in case he was shot down and I meekly took instructions from him to see neo. Such an over-exposed ass. I got gunned down on the very spot about irresponsibility, about how we younger ones do not understand the meaning of working together as a community. Such BS la. It's not the community, it's once again, the ass.
I can't wait to get my posting results. That smell of freedom in the air...
I feel so tired after all these, wish I could just leave and lie down and do something like tearing papers and cutting them up into shreds. I feel psycho. I still need to stay behind to do the niqc thingy. sigh.. I wonder what's Laarva up to. Most of the time, she would have left by now....
Countind down to the days when I could just leave and start anew.
Not that I do not love music, but this trance-dance music is the kind that knocks you off your chair, leaving you wishing that you were never born. In some extremes, screaming, throating, hatred-grunting are also fused to create more atmosphere and expression.
NAPFA is the worse of them all. Messed up and yours truly had to clean up the mess.
Then there was the niqc thingy. That had a whole undeserving team earning a silver award for nothingness. Not so cozy nothingness, Faz. I dunno why I had to turn green, when I know that all these human beings just do not possess such a thing called CONSCIENCE. The more I learn about him, the more queasy and nauseating it became. I couldn't look at him with respect anymore. The same way I feel against all the others living in the same first floor lair of theirs.
But I did a clutzy move when I lost the tickets for the MAF and had to report to him. He advised me to see neo. My Gawd, I didn't know that he was just saving his ass, just in case he was shot down and I meekly took instructions from him to see neo. Such an over-exposed ass. I got gunned down on the very spot about irresponsibility, about how we younger ones do not understand the meaning of working together as a community. Such BS la. It's not the community, it's once again, the ass.
I can't wait to get my posting results. That smell of freedom in the air...
I feel so tired after all these, wish I could just leave and lie down and do something like tearing papers and cutting them up into shreds. I feel psycho. I still need to stay behind to do the niqc thingy. sigh.. I wonder what's Laarva up to. Most of the time, she would have left by now....
Countind down to the days when I could just leave and start anew.
Tuesday, 15 September 2009
Of Oatmeal Raisin cookies, posting, physically ill and Patrick Swayze
Last weekend was taken up by spnding quality time with mum n sis baking cookies... We did 3 cookies, and many blunders happen. It was lucky that we didn't burn down the whole kitchen... My first time doing oatmeal raisin cookies. Brought back the nostalgic days Nurah and I went to the library in NIE during fasting month to buy oatmeal raisin cookies for break fast coz we were craving for it... So funny... We went to library for the oatmeal raisin cookies, not for books... How I wished I had captured a moment with her on oatmeal raisin cookies. Wahaha.
Anyway, people seem to know despite the fact that I have managed to keep it under wraps... Its such a stupendous organisation where all these lil unimportant things seems to resonate in people's minds more than how we can effectively and productively do something to change the Goddamn online LP posting.... Most silly and inconvenient thing this wretched place has ever done. Yes, it's new, so we are uncomfortable but ICT is to assist and this is definitely not assisting. So screw the online thingy, I'm not doing it with pride as I used to. Coz its simply silly.
Today, I was so unwell, hubby thought I was preggy. He was soooo edgy for a while. So I went doc and nope, I'm not, so phew. I'm just dehydrated and my body fluids are giving up on me. This is what happen when you stand in the field, under the hot sun, teaching PE, for 6 periods and then not eat properly and not drink well enough during break fast. COngrats. And yeahoo to the scorching hot weather. Makes people grouchy too.
Patrick Swayze died, at 57 and another talented man and wonderful man gone. So scary. Seems that legends die and pop stars and reality TV rules. Man, our media industry really evolved. Love him or hate him , he is well-remembered for Dirty Dancing, most of all Ghost with Demi Moore... And that soundtrack "ohhhh myyy lovveee... my darliiingg...."
Most of all, his resemblance to my dad-in-law... *chuckles*.
Joe's frens called Dad-in-law, Patrick, after Patrick Swayze.
So yeah. I still have no appetite to eat. yet my tummy hurts...
Anyway, people seem to know despite the fact that I have managed to keep it under wraps... Its such a stupendous organisation where all these lil unimportant things seems to resonate in people's minds more than how we can effectively and productively do something to change the Goddamn online LP posting.... Most silly and inconvenient thing this wretched place has ever done. Yes, it's new, so we are uncomfortable but ICT is to assist and this is definitely not assisting. So screw the online thingy, I'm not doing it with pride as I used to. Coz its simply silly.
Today, I was so unwell, hubby thought I was preggy. He was soooo edgy for a while. So I went doc and nope, I'm not, so phew. I'm just dehydrated and my body fluids are giving up on me. This is what happen when you stand in the field, under the hot sun, teaching PE, for 6 periods and then not eat properly and not drink well enough during break fast. COngrats. And yeahoo to the scorching hot weather. Makes people grouchy too.
Patrick Swayze died, at 57 and another talented man and wonderful man gone. So scary. Seems that legends die and pop stars and reality TV rules. Man, our media industry really evolved. Love him or hate him , he is well-remembered for Dirty Dancing, most of all Ghost with Demi Moore... And that soundtrack "ohhhh myyy lovveee... my darliiingg...."
Most of all, his resemblance to my dad-in-law... *chuckles*.
Joe's frens called Dad-in-law, Patrick, after Patrick Swayze.
So yeah. I still have no appetite to eat. yet my tummy hurts...
Tuesday, 25 August 2009
He lived his dreams
Post Birthday
So I turned 28 yesterday. Not a big deal. Kinda reminded me of all my wasted youth. I could have and should have done alot of things that might make me a better person. But 'if's, 'should have's and 'could have's are such sad words...
Kinda happy. Aisyah, the best sister in the world, brought me to Causeway Point to get something for me, however, her plan backfired when she forgotten to bring the voucher she got for me.. So funny.
Mummy and sis got me a birthday card each. Ordered pizza... But I didn't get my pastaaaa... Mummy said she wanna cook pasta but she didn't... She went to buy briyani instead. Hmph. I was sulking like a small kid, quite unbecoming of a 28-year-old, but hey, it's my party, and I cry if I want to... But the time spent was more priceless anyone could asked for. I choked back my tears when my mom told me to learn to be patient and start listening... In other words, start becoming like her. How is that possible? She's the most patient person in the world!
Joe said he had a whole weekend of activity lined up for me.. We're fasting anyway so most likely we only will have dinner with the goons. They suggested Chai Chee Steamboat... So faar... Ah well. I need to get presents for Hairi and Hafiz too. Coz we're celebrating the August babies. Can't wait for this weekend! But its only Tuesday... Such sadness....
Kinda happy. Aisyah, the best sister in the world, brought me to Causeway Point to get something for me, however, her plan backfired when she forgotten to bring the voucher she got for me.. So funny.
Mummy and sis got me a birthday card each. Ordered pizza... But I didn't get my pastaaaa... Mummy said she wanna cook pasta but she didn't... She went to buy briyani instead. Hmph. I was sulking like a small kid, quite unbecoming of a 28-year-old, but hey, it's my party, and I cry if I want to... But the time spent was more priceless anyone could asked for. I choked back my tears when my mom told me to learn to be patient and start listening... In other words, start becoming like her. How is that possible? She's the most patient person in the world!
Joe said he had a whole weekend of activity lined up for me.. We're fasting anyway so most likely we only will have dinner with the goons. They suggested Chai Chee Steamboat... So faar... Ah well. I need to get presents for Hairi and Hafiz too. Coz we're celebrating the August babies. Can't wait for this weekend! But its only Tuesday... Such sadness....
Saturday, 22 August 2009
First day of Ramadhan
Soooo many things happened this past week. But I will start with today.
Today, first day of the Ramadhan. I started off my day by going to school on a Saturday to finish up my NIQC project (coz I dcould not find the notes at home, then after 30mins of searching, found it on TT's table!) only to get stuck coz I don't have KY's part. Decided not to wait for him. Went out to Clementi to go to my favourite Reject Shop. It's exciting coz sometimes you will find very pleasant things at cheap prices there. However, when I got my things and wanted to pay at the counter, the cashier asked me..
"Please pick your 5 G-Strings..."
"Huh??"
"Oh, for every $10 you spend, you'll get 1 free g-string. You spent $50 mah, so choose 5." she pointed to a huge basket next to the cashier.
I was kinda stunned for a while, and I almost wanted to burst out laughing. But I picked out 5 thongs anyway, like a reprimanded child. I dunno if I would look sexy but the prints are so girl-ish or almost child-like. Like navy-striped G-string. And a guitar-printed, distasteful pink and brown thongs. Aww come on, you gotta be kidding me.
The cashier put them into my plastic bag, and I went on my way... I need to teel someone urgently so I called hubby. He laughed when I narrated the whole story to him. It's so weird. Can you imagine if its a male customer? Yikes.
Went home only to realise that Joe had uninstall his Open Offce coz it was taking too much space. So he redownloaded the doc again. I have no MS Word and ordering from mine.sg was a big mistake. Sure, cheaper, but it takes such a long time.
After 2 hours or so, the connection got disconnected and Joe went into a frenzy. Joe darling, don't turn into a monster, please solve problems first. And I am helpless, can't finish up the report. Called Faizal. He said it's ok for me to go to his house later after break fast. I decided that I should just let Ariel do the editing and asked Hongster to send the report to her for vetting anyway. Ok, one burden off. Phew. So tiring.
Ok, off to see if mum-i-l needs help in the kitchen. I'll write more later.
Today, first day of the Ramadhan. I started off my day by going to school on a Saturday to finish up my NIQC project (coz I dcould not find the notes at home, then after 30mins of searching, found it on TT's table!) only to get stuck coz I don't have KY's part. Decided not to wait for him. Went out to Clementi to go to my favourite Reject Shop. It's exciting coz sometimes you will find very pleasant things at cheap prices there. However, when I got my things and wanted to pay at the counter, the cashier asked me..
"Please pick your 5 G-Strings..."
"Huh??"
"Oh, for every $10 you spend, you'll get 1 free g-string. You spent $50 mah, so choose 5." she pointed to a huge basket next to the cashier.
I was kinda stunned for a while, and I almost wanted to burst out laughing. But I picked out 5 thongs anyway, like a reprimanded child. I dunno if I would look sexy but the prints are so girl-ish or almost child-like. Like navy-striped G-string. And a guitar-printed, distasteful pink and brown thongs. Aww come on, you gotta be kidding me.
The cashier put them into my plastic bag, and I went on my way... I need to teel someone urgently so I called hubby. He laughed when I narrated the whole story to him. It's so weird. Can you imagine if its a male customer? Yikes.
Went home only to realise that Joe had uninstall his Open Offce coz it was taking too much space. So he redownloaded the doc again. I have no MS Word and ordering from mine.sg was a big mistake. Sure, cheaper, but it takes such a long time.
After 2 hours or so, the connection got disconnected and Joe went into a frenzy. Joe darling, don't turn into a monster, please solve problems first. And I am helpless, can't finish up the report. Called Faizal. He said it's ok for me to go to his house later after break fast. I decided that I should just let Ariel do the editing and asked Hongster to send the report to her for vetting anyway. Ok, one burden off. Phew. So tiring.
Ok, off to see if mum-i-l needs help in the kitchen. I'll write more later.
Saturday, 15 August 2009
The week went by with lotsa shit and work, with the bitch barking on me on Wednesday, Zippy thingy and Friday, met up with Lisa, together with Lava n Peina. Spent such a looong time in banquet.
Today was Risq Aryff's first birthday celebration. Finally met up with the goons. Been so long. Still did not get to meet Hairi though. He was so late, Joe was so cranky and end up me being so pissed.
Sometimes I wished Joe understands that I can't live in solitude like he can. I mean, I haven't met my friends for some time and all I wanted was to spend time with lil Auni, lil Aryff and lil Soffiyah. And of coz their parents...
I am so sick of living in silence. I find myself so cooped up, I can't shout on top of my lungs, I can't laugh out loud to my heart's content... I know Joe isn't comfy at my place either. I wished he could understand that I feel the same way here. I didn't complain coz I only tolerated. We put off looking for a flat due to financial situation, yes, and I could only understand. But I think I have been so understanding. How can I remedy the situation? I can only keep quiet and understand or try to. I dunno how I could take this. I dunno why am I so patient... I am so crazy.
One day, because of Joe's solitary lifestyle, I am gonna lose touch with my goons lives. And perhaps one day my family. I dun want that.... I want to be with my sister.... I love my sister.... I love mummy. So emo... I wanna go out. I think I'm gonna tell Joe I wanna go NTUC. Maybe a breath of fresh air all alone will make me feel better. This is a perfect excuse to go out.
Today was Risq Aryff's first birthday celebration. Finally met up with the goons. Been so long. Still did not get to meet Hairi though. He was so late, Joe was so cranky and end up me being so pissed.
Sometimes I wished Joe understands that I can't live in solitude like he can. I mean, I haven't met my friends for some time and all I wanted was to spend time with lil Auni, lil Aryff and lil Soffiyah. And of coz their parents...
I am so sick of living in silence. I find myself so cooped up, I can't shout on top of my lungs, I can't laugh out loud to my heart's content... I know Joe isn't comfy at my place either. I wished he could understand that I feel the same way here. I didn't complain coz I only tolerated. We put off looking for a flat due to financial situation, yes, and I could only understand. But I think I have been so understanding. How can I remedy the situation? I can only keep quiet and understand or try to. I dunno how I could take this. I dunno why am I so patient... I am so crazy.
One day, because of Joe's solitary lifestyle, I am gonna lose touch with my goons lives. And perhaps one day my family. I dun want that.... I want to be with my sister.... I love my sister.... I love mummy. So emo... I wanna go out. I think I'm gonna tell Joe I wanna go NTUC. Maybe a breath of fresh air all alone will make me feel better. This is a perfect excuse to go out.
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