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Its already 2am... but i'm still waiting for the cake to cool...Think I'm kinda stupid for baking at night...now i'll have to wait... and i'll look like a panda tmr... darn!
Anywayz.. maybe i should just record my Cameron Highlands Trip.
Although short, it was fun, relaxing and most importantly, the weather is so cool, so unlike bloddy humid Singapore =p

Saturday Evening's Temperature (20.9 degrees!)

Sunday Morning's

Just love the natural air-conditioning up there =p And because the weather is so lovely, everything grows well at Cameron. According to the guide, Cameron Highlands has four 'fragrances' (xiang1 in chinese) - hua xiang (flowers); cha xiang (tea); guo xiang (fruits) and sheez. I forgot the last xiang. Oh, cai xiang (vegetables)
And indeed, the flowers are larger, brighter and prettier there. An example:

Hua Xiang (Flowers)

Look at this! We do know the name of this flower when we see it in Singapore. But somehow those locally don't do its name justice at all!

Cha Xiang (Tea)

Well... just look at the rolling hills of tea leaves.

Guo Xiang (Fruits)

Cameron is also famous for its strawberries. Slightly overrated i must say... but still, they are pretty yummy and cost a lot less there.

Cai Xiang (Vegetables)

I'm not sure about the vegetables, but we can see the 'natives' at Cameron selling vegetables everywhere we go. Btw, notice that there are leaves surrounding the cauliflower and broccoli? I wonder why we don't see those in Singapore...

Well.. hopefully my cake is ready for fridge... but one last picture

Nothing special? Look at the chinese translation for 'Strawberry'... HAHA!

Yadda ... and its Friday

Written a few days ago...

Its Parent-Teacher Conference Week
I'm gonna meet the parents and tell them:
"I have taught your child nothing this semester.Oh, pls sign here. Thanks and goodbye."

Brooding.

And D is in Desaru. Won't be back till Wed.

Sigh.


Ta da...

Its already Friday morning... D is already back... had dinner at Suntec. If you've read the papers, you'd know about the new Food Republic that is decorated like a library. Its really nice! and the people who clear plates and trays have nicer work clothes than me. haha!
We then went to Candy Empire and i'm gonna grow fatter coz D bought me 2 large packets of assorted biscuits/cookies for snacks for Cameron... Hai4 ren2 jing1!!!
Millenia Walk is a peaceful place during weekdays... There are so many empty seats at every cafe there -Coffee Bean, Starbucks, O'briens, TCC and Coffee Club ... In the end, we decided to choose which one to go to by looking at the seats. Coffee Club won. ( Try Iced-Earl Grey Vanilla, pretty good stuff)
Walked back to Suntec to buy stuff for class party tmr. Pray that i can wake up in time to prepare the food... zZzz

And i'm still getting ready to go Cameron ... actually not ready. haha pack pack pack
I dunno why i have the tendency to pack loads of things... too kiasu i suppose... the need to be self-sufficient... i rather bring extra then have to succumb to 'accidents' and dependency haha
Hope that it'll be a fun trip. 40 over people haha... think shutter-happy me will have lotsa work to do... And hope that K will be pleasantly surprised to see me. After all, he's my not-so-subtle 'secret' admirer. =p

Tired.
Should sleep.

Its Friday of Week 10, of Term 2.
Cheers!

Older, none the wiser.

Been receiving backlashes lately. In various aspects of life...
And the worst thing is I cannot bravely declare that I am absolved of guilt, that I have done my very best. Have I? I don't think so... The truth is that all i've done is crap crap crap.

In the past, when doubts about teaching arise, I could console myself by saying that I'm new, i'm inexperienced or be optimistic and think that with time i'd improve. But now, i'm not so sure. I'm not new anymore. Nor am I inexperienced. But I'm still a damn disgusting teacher. I cringe to call myself a 'teacher'. Yuck.

Maybe I shouldn't apply for jobs which involve lives. Lives demand so much responsibility and heart which i wonder if i have, or will ever have. Perhaps i should find something which deals with profits or other less important stuff. Then my lack of responsibility won't ruin anyone...

A colleague tried to console... saying that when something happened, 70% consists of mental model, only 30% would be observation of data. Meaning that for most part, our brains have immediately decided what has happened. The only way of changing the 'situation' is changing our mental framework...Hence, when something happens, one usually points finger at others. Somehow... up till today, my finger is always pointing towards myself first... Darn. A person who perpetually has a guilty conscience should be a blamer. Can some mutated blamer bug bite me so that i can be BlamerWoman?

Chronologically older... but mentally stagnant. Regressive even.

bRRRrr

Hotel Friendship/Relationship

Inspiration for this post triggered by a certain pig... who felt the same way about old friends and 'buddies'... suddenly had this thought that actually our hearts or capacities for relationships are kinda like hotels...

Introducing- Hotel Friendship/Relationship

People check in, check out. Sometimes, they come back again. Other times, they'll never patronise this hotel of yours again.

Some 'guests' return probably because they have experienced excellent warm service which pleases them and therefore wouldn't mind coming back for more.

On the contrary, others refuse to return because they have experienced shit. Or on a more optimistic note, they cannot return because they have no time or money to stay in this hotel friendship again. Or perhaps they have found Hotel Friendships Beta... or some other hotels or whichever suits them better. Afterall, with work and so many other commitments, who has time for frequent holidays in Hotel Friendship?

One person's hell is another's heaven. And unless you are this really brilliant 6-star hotel which invest tonnes into customer service and cater to every single guest's whims and fancies, you can never please everyone.

Another problem lies in logistics. Hotel friendship only has one pathetic staff. Much as one would like to change the sheets, towels, supply all toilets with paper, provide room service, replace complimentary coffee and stuff, it cannot be done at times. This one single staff for hotel friendship also needs to address other important issues, especially FINANCES. No $, no nothing.

Sub-divisions of these capacities: Hotels or motels or even backpacker's inns.
But low prices don't mean that more guests will patronise. It also doesn't mean that expensive hotels offer suitable services. Different guests have different needs and preferences. Then again, the mood of each guest also affects how one perceives the service received. (i.e If the guest is having an unhappy holiday and is feeling grouchy, he/she may be less inclined to feel happy with any kind of service. On the contrary, if the guest is feeling joyous, lousy service can be perceived as acceptable)

Just be glad that guests come once in a while. And be contented if they've remembered this hotel fondly and will think of it sometimes.

If you're still interested in operating a hotel, receive every one, whether new or old warmly, with sincerity... If there is only this much you can offer, be honest about it... You can improve operations and service, yes. But be realistic and be true to the style and core values of your hotel. Don't change so much or pretend to be something you're not that you become some loserish poser-hotel.

So what kind of hotel are you?
And what kind of guest are you?

Finally!

Finally ... post page is back to normal. Maybe I'm just being frivolous, but feel happy that I can finally change fonts and colours. Talk about cheap thrill =p

Anyway, watched a movie 'Priceless' recently. Pretty good stuff. You know how French movies usally are like, whimsical and slightly outrageous, full of humor and twists. Starring the lovely Andrey Tautou and blue-eyed charmer Gad Elmaleh, the movie is filled with eye-candies, sparkling stones and gorgeous expensive clothes.
Watch it if you have the time-bound to be entertained *wink*

Old WOman & the Sea

I love water.
I should be a water baby. But bloddy hell, i get motion sickness. SERIOUS motion sickness.
Pathetic man... anywayz...

Mentioned cos was sitting somewhere at Boat Quay just now ... its so therapeutic. To just listen to the splashing of water against the stones, to hear the swishing, splurshing, swirling water...

Still remembered clearly that when we were still students, a few of us also sat along the Singapore River after watching a performance at VCH... we were just sitting there, singing & singing, totally unbashful and un-self-conscious... without a care in the world ... only concern was- catch the last train home... Poor students couldn't afford cab.
I remembered that the moment was so precious to me that I risked writing in the essay for my English O'levels prelims... i think the topic was "The most memorable ____" Although i sucked at writing nice, sappy stuff... i still did it... anyway, only wished i could have a copy of what i wrote then...

This song popped into my head...

THOSE WERE THE DAYS

Once upon a time there was a tavern...
Where we used to raise a glass or two
Remember how we laughed away the hours...
And dreamed of all the great things we would do?

Those were the days my friend
We thought they'd never end
We'd sing and dance forever and a day
We'd live the life we choose
We'd fight and never lose
For we were young and sure to have our way.
Those were the days, oh yes those were the days

Then the busy years went rushing by us
We lost our starry notions on the way
If by chance I'd see you in the tavern
We'd smile at one another and we'd say....

Those were the days my friend
We thought they'd never end
We'd sing and dance forever and a day
We'd live the life we choose
We'd fight and never lose....
For we were young and sure to have our way.

Those were the days, oh yes those were the days
Just tonight I stood before the tavern
Nothing seemed the way it used to be
In the glass I saw a strange reflection
Was that lonely woman really me?

Those were the days my friend
We thought they'd never end...
We'd sing and dance forever and a day
We'd live the life we choose
We'd fight and never lose
For we were young and sure to have our way.

Those were the days, oh yes those were the days
Through the door there came familiar laughter
I saw your face and heard you call my name
Oh my friend were older but no wiser
For in our hearts the dreams are still the same....

Those were the days my friend
We thought they'd never end
We'd sing and dance forever and a day
We'd live the life we choose
We'd fight and never lose
For we were young and sure to have our way.
Those were the days, oh yes those were the days..

Feelings of nostalgia I guess... at that time we probably really believed that nothing will ever change, no one would ever change, that we were all so close that nothing could break our friendships. Little did we know that so much will change over the years... I'd say I have expected changes to take place... but ours- so drastic, don't you think? I thought we'd be spending many Christmases together... thought we'd always be playing mahjong b4 carolling sessions... that we'd always be finding places to just stone... that we'll find more staircases to sing at...
Time, distance, misunderstandings, conflicts, drifts, undercurrents... all kinds... What happened to our houses with green, purple, blue levels?
What happened to our restaurant... our competitions, our dreamy stony moments?
Were we not accepting enough? Did we not try hard enough? Did we grow to be too self-centred? Were we looking for such different things in life?
We were very close and had loads of fun together didn't we?
So where's everyone now...

Remembered a JC classmate's answer when someone asked her why doesn't she join us for class gatherings... "I just don't see the point of meeting up... have nothing much to talk to them anymore..."

Perhaps this has happened to us... And I've thought our friendships are like cycling or swimming -once you've acquired the skills, it doesn't matter how long u cease to cycle or swim. You'll always know how... Or you'll be able to pick it up again in a minute... Guess i was too naive.

Poignant for a while...
Old woman knows that this is life, this is reality and will feel some loss and sadness but shall not grieve.
At least we had those moments, we were truly happy together before.
We didn't live our lives standing still, that's enough ya?
Meanwhile, can only sincerely wish that those who had such zero desire to look back or could not even bear to touch the past are happy with their lives right now.
Best wishes. From the bottom of my stony heart, or whatever you choose to think my heart is like... haha
Bottoms up, old friends!

The Angel of Music Sings Songs in My Head

Opps, long overdue...
Rewind- Tue 8/5/2007

Just came back from Phantom. =)
Thought I should blog it so that I'll remember it 10 years down the road. ( Watched it about 10 years ago at Indoor Stadium...or was it Kallang Theatre. But I couldn't remember very much, either because i was too young or because it happened too long ago =p )

So much details, shall attempt to offer my 2-cents worth thematically:

-SETS-

-The First scene-
started off with boring auction with dingy settings... Was honestly not captivated until the chandelier appeared, lighted up and ascended. And those majestic pillars at the sides, the huge colourful backdrop... 3 letters: WOW. haha! Instantly won over and am convinced that i did not see that 10 years ago =p

-Phantom's Den-
Who can forget the river, clever use of depth, lighting and dry ice?

-Masquerade-
I absolutely love that scene! Fantastic slivery costumes with cast on the staircase, great lighting which accentuates the mood of the party. Flashed out in true blue masquerade style. It is EXACTLY how i imagined this scene to be. Fabulous!

-The Point Of No Return-
Somehow loved the depth and colors of backdrop. Sorry I dunno how to describe. haha!

Overall:
Lotsa drapery used in the making of this musical. I adore those lush curtains, suit the era so well.
To end off, use of sets: Clever, clever!


-CAST-

-Phantom- (Brad Little?)
Initially I found his voice a tad too savage. But his voice is so elastic- one moment, its harsh and sneering. In a blink of an eye, (or should i say b4 earwax could tremble haha!) it turned light and gentle. His falsetto is so steady! The very last line "...music of the night" Mesmerising!
And when he sang "All i asked of you" Its just a few lines, but won Raoul (who sang the whole song) hands down. Quality over quantity any day =p
Btw, the physique of Phantom for this show don't quite fit my imagination. He is too tall in my opinion. My impression of Phantom is this average-height, stout, broad-faced man. This guy not only has voice that stretches on, but also has long legs and stretches on... well! Not my cup of Phantom physically.

-Christine- (Rebecca Pitcher?)
Voice. Not too bad. Not as sweet as the Christine I had in my mind. But still provided a stellar performance, especially during "The Point of No Return", she proved to be a versatile actress and not only some whiny vulnerable teeny lady in distress. (when i said teeny, i mean it. She's very petite. Made Phantom and Raoul look so macho haha)

-Raoul- ( John Bowles?)
He's every bit Raoul in the looks department. While he has a clear voice, its a bit lacking in emotion. As mentioned earlier, his biggest part, singing "All I Ask of You" was not that romantic... And when Christine was captured by Phantom and he was kept outside the gate, he couldn't pull off his worry and desperation or whatever... Its as if he's just following the script... walking-singing marble statue. haha

-Carlotta- (Pauline du Presis?)
Pretty much the noisy diva with soprano voice. However, her voice was overshadowed by the rest during "Prima Donna"! (disappointed... one of my favourite songs... more about it later)


-MUSIC/SONGS-

-Music of the Night-
I was looking forward to the Music of the Night. In my opinion, its THE SONG Phantom absolutely must nail. If it flops, the entire show is over for me =p ( I used to say when i was young (and stupid) that I'd marry the guy who could sing that song for me. Nicely, of course hahah) Anyway, 3 thumbs-up! He has such precise control over his voice. A perfect-pitch instrument played so well by the man himself =)

-Tear-worthy scenes-
When Phantom changed from his nasty, snarling voice to this gentle, loving one "Very well child you shall know me, See why in shadows i hide" I felt tears in my eyes... haha! Its not romantic or sad right?! But the sheer beauty of his voice and intensity of emotion were SO heart-wrenching (to me at least =p).

"Say you'll share with me each night each morning" Phantom was propped high up on this thing ( I really dunno what it is...) peeping at the young lovers... My heart literally broke with his haha
For the very last scene, Christine returned just to return the locket he sang "All i ask of you" in such a beseeching, pleading voice... and his "Christine, I love you..."
Then his anguished voice choking "I love you" ... Gosh, just the thought of it makes me wanna cry *bawl*


-DISAPPOINTING MOMENTS-

-Den/Hideout/Whatever-
No tears induced upon hearing Phanton's ashamed, painful cries when his mask was removed (Clearly remembered that 10 years ago, that scene did create dents on my heart haha... Maybe because I nearly cried previously during that non-relevant scene made me expect more here)

-Prima Donna-
A bit messy... feel as if the cast has some problems putting it together. Carlotta's voice was so soft that i thought there was something wrong with her mic... (and i blame Raoul! His crystal clear voice abit too stark) Sigh. I really liked this song, hence less than delighted to feel no sparks or excitement...

-All I asked of you-
A little lack-lustre in the romance department. Do you really love her Raoul?!

-Not-so-special effects-
I THINK the Phantom said "Watch the chandelier" Huh? (You know the scene when the chandelier is supposed to drop and crash because the cast defied Phantom's orders?) By the time i processed what the Phantom said...looked up, watched the chandelier shiver and blink... that's it
(Of course it is far to costly to REALLY crash that huge thing... still, that scene was VERY pathetic)

The fire/wham and bam... just kinda odd. Phantom was shooting fireballs (or whatever they are) at Raoul during the grave scene. Erm... they just went "Phiew... and boooom", and did not inflict even a blister on Raoul. So I have no idea what they are for... Diminished Phantom's cool mysterious factor. Why is the dark, dangerous neverending-legs master shooting fireworks at his rival in love?!! Golly.

-FINAL WORDS-
Anyway...
Really did enjoy the performance, especially the Phantom's voice which grew on me as the show proceeds... The sets and costumes also made the 147 bucks worthwhile.

Millionär

Hey hey! Suddenly thought of searching for Die Prinzen on YouTube. I remembered that my coursemates and I used to like this song very much. But its so darn difficult to find their music on the internet!
(btw, this time, "Shortly"= a few seconds. That should be the way! Good job. Haha!)

Although i can't say that I understand much now (Ich kann jetzt Detsch nicht verstanden. =/), am somehow drawn to their songs and MTVs.
Feel that Germans have a peculiar (or should i say different =p) sense of humor as deduced from their textbooks haha!
Guess we can tell quite alot about a nation from their textbooks? (Remember Miss Lala and ZiZi (or ZeeZee?!) the Zebra from OUR Primary School texts?! We're like quite LC ya?- its like baby talk: Want to mum-mum? Poo-poo? orh-orh? ERM... haha!)

Digress abit- heard that in mainstream schools, teachers have to set questions with representation from all ethnic groups. (!!?!) That's to say that if you set a Math paper, you can't have Xiaohua, Daming, Meimei or Xiaoqiang for all questions. You also need to have Peter, Jane, Linda or John. And make sure you don't miss out Siti, Ahmad, Nurul or Ali. Oh yes, and good old Muthu, Priyya, Bala or Anjali...
My lecturer for film modules in varsity made a point which I thought was so spot-on:
The movie ratings (PG, NC(16), M18, R21) actually helped those underaged/teenagers to find films with lurid stuff/nudity/violence more easily. Afterall there are so many films, how would they know which are the ones they can leer at?! But these ratings which are supposed to deter them from watching are so helpful! Such Irony.
And this little red dot loves to engage in it. *Shrug*


ANywayz! My initial intention ...

Lyrics:

Ich wär' so gerne Millionär
dann wär mein Konto niemals leer.
Ich wär' so gerne Millionär - millionenschwer.
Ich wär' so gerne Millionär
Geld. Geld. Geld...
Ich hab' kein Geld, hab' keine Ahnung
doch ich hab' 'n grosses Maul!
Bin weder Doktor noch Professor,
aber ich bin stinkend faul!
Ich habe keine reiche Freundin
und keinen reichen Freund
von viel Kohle
hab' ich bisher leider nur geträumt.
Was soll ich tun? Was soll ich machen?
Bin vor Kummer schon halb krank,
hab' mir schon ein paar Mal überlegt,
vielleicht knackst du eine Bank.
Doch das ist leider sehr gefährlich
bestimmt werd' ich gefasst,
und ausserdem bin ich doch ehrlich
und will nicht in den Knast!
Ich wär' so gerne Millionär
dann wär mein Konto niemals leer.
Ich wär' so gerne Millionär - millionenschwer.
Ich wär' so gerne Millionär
Knete. Knete. Knete....
Es gibt so viele reiche Witwen,
die begehr'n mich sehr;
Sie sind so scharf auf meinen Körper
doch den geb' ich nich' her.
Ich glaub', das würd' ich nicht verkraften,
um keinen Preis der Welt,
deswegen werd' ich lieber Popstar
und schwimm' in meinem Geld!
Geld.Geld.Geld...
Ich wär' so gerne Millionär
dann wär mein Konto niemals leer.
Ich wär' so gerne Millionär - millionenschwer.
Ich wär' so gerne Millionär.
ahhh...
Ich wär' so gerne Millionär
dann wär mein Konto niemals leer.
Ich wär' so gerne Millionär - millionenschwer.
Ich wär' so gerne Millionär.
Ich wär' so gerne Millionär
dann wär mein Konto niemals leer.
Ich wär' so gerne Millionär - millionenschwer.
Ich wär' so gerne Millionär.
Millionär

Die Prinzen - Millionär

WHy didn't I think of YouTube sooner?! So happy to find their songs again!
I Like DIE PRINZEN!

When it matters

Write, I do
On this space, words scatter

Spout, i will
Upon this page, crap splatter

Dwell, I may
Along perimeters, thoughts wander

Regret, I have
Within. Words falter.

In prose, the brain one heard its piece-
The moans, the muses, the whines, the whims
In rhyme, the heart one allowed a peep
The hidden, the hollow, the hushed, the mush.

Shortly?

"Shortly", have been shown to me= 5 days

Videos from YouTube finally up.. hoho

Video diarrhoea!

Haven't been writing much as there's something wrong with the server it seems... My post page is irritating... anywayz...

蘇打綠 小情歌

Enjoy

My Lovely Samsoon MV

My lovely Boss!

Tank 非你莫屬

I Like Tank =D

New Career Option

Hey.
My sis said that i have flair in persuading people to part with their money...
Agree???
I didn't think i had this 'talent'. Do you feel that i can persuade u to buy sthing? haha

Maybe i should be a personal shopper? Or boutiques can hire me. I can be strategically placed at appropriate places to persuade people how nice they look in this or not. Guess i can be absolutely earnest and sincere.
I look quite honest right. And poker face. I don't lie. If i tell you its worth it, you believe its worth it right?
Its an excellent career move. Please introduce some ingenious shop owners. Thank you.

DRAFTS

I still have plenty of drafts.
What should I do with them?
Edit, Complete and publish?
Or should i just delete them?
Afterall, when certain thoughts are left alone for too long, dust has settled, impulse passed, angst gone. Whatever strong emotions you've felt at that moment have faded...
So... what do you think? To chuck or not to chuck, that is the question. Haha!
But just like some things you've bought but never used, its a pity to just dump them. Cos you never know when you'll need them?
Or sometimes its better to just chuck those stuff and get new ones again when you REALLY need them?
Its a waste of money and resources.. But if you don't dump those useless stuff, it'll just pile higher and higher and you end up with more rubbish...

Its kinda dumb really.
Why dwell over silly things like drafts?
Don't i have better things to think about? haha

Actually i do... work!!! I should think of work more often... urgh...

Talking about work... i'm reading this pretty bimbotic book right now- its about a fresh graduate entering the "real world" after uni. She is working temporarily until she finds a husband. And all she ever wanted is to be a tai-tai and she doesn't understand why women would want careers. She unbashfully admits that she is lazy and hates working. Its pretty irritating how silly she gets just to meet men and how she keeps moping over her ex... But i must say that the tai-tai part definitely strike a chord.

"Employment is only for the poor. Rich girls do not need to work, therefore they do not want to work. Working is an unfortunate consequence of one's station in life. It is neither attractive or fun"

"Jane Austen times would have best suited me...spent my days playing the piano, sewing, reading or walking. I would wait for dashing men to court me..." (sounds pretty good huh)

Meanwhile, her friends were incensed that she is so backward when women had burnt bras and chained themselves (whatever feminist movements there had been) to attain where they are today.

(Finished the book. Actually its not that bimbotic. Its just pretending to be =p)
Its really sickening sometimes that so many aspects of life have to be grey. Can't it be just BLACK & WHITE? More interesting? But more complicated and mind-boggling too...

Perhaps my destiny in life is to think of mundane stuff. Yay!
Could someone pay me to write rubbish please?

Hypothetical situation... If i really am a professional writer or columnist or a writer of rubbish... will i digress from my 'work' and start doing all those irrelevant things and indulge in irrelevant thoughts?
Maybe its just me and my laziness and adversity to work.
GOD. If I haven't sinned enough for gluttony... i'll definitely be burning in hell for sloth. And wrath.. and... can't remember the other deadly sins (Envy? That i'm safe at least haha)
I'm such a Sinner...

I hate to be so LAZY. But i can't stop it.
Any Lazyticide for sale? I'm desperate for it...

P/S: Searched for 7 deadly sins and they are :
Pride is excessive belief in one's own abilities, that interferes with the individual's recognition of the grace of God. It has been called the sin from which all others arise. Pride is also known as Vanity.
Envy is the desire for others' traits, status, abilities, or situation.
Gluttony is an inordinate desire to consume more than that which one requires.
Lust is an inordinate craving for the pleasures of the body.
Anger is manifested in the individual who spurns love and opts instead for fury. It is also known as Wrath.
Greed is the desire for material wealth or gain, ignoring the realm of the spiritual. It is also called Avarice or Covetousness.
Sloth is the avoidance of physical or spiritual work.

Okie... my sins are definitely more secular ...

Spitefire

oei.
Tried to link some YouTube videos on blog, but failed! They said "The video appear on your blog shortly" Yeah right, waited for a short while only... maybe 20 hours? Define "shortly"!

Been too slack to think or write much these days... So its just gonna be gibberish, irrelvant and non-reflective stuff haha

Brief Updates:
Opps. I bought shades. Spent a tiny fortune on it. And Specs too... my eyes are burning a hole in my pocket. (at least i don't spend on eye shadow...) And speaking of burning, i finally lugged my fire-extinguisher home. SO safe, my home is. Sis bought safety mask and another fire-extinguisher too haha! We're so scared of fire aren't we?! WAHhaha! But if you have attended the fire safety talk, you'll freak out too... Both of us are victims, scared into buying stuff which we fervently hope we don't get to use!

Actually went for whole of YCK session on Saturday. My "disciple" not there, so must be with S throughout the session. (btw, the newbie is only 20 yrs old. I feel so OLD!) Did not realised how tiring it was until i went home and zonked out. Old bones talking. Haha. But must admit that i really enjoyed having S to myself... And his attention span was pretty good that day. Perhaps its coz i'm the evil witch of the west.
S is actually still a lovely innocent boy although he is nearly 16. His personality pretty much the same and *touch wood* he still didn't display any teenage angst. Good boy, he is. Although he always looks away or walks further from me when he sees me, i know he is glad to see me lah (delusional?! haha) When i sent him home, he was ahead of me on the escalator. When he reached the platform, he turned around and didn't see me. Could see that he was abit anxious and was looking downstairs to look for me. When i called his name, he turned around, saw me and gave this really sweet smile. OK, granted, he's just worried that he'd be left alone. But hey, i tell you he is REALLY glad to have me as his jiejie hahah (he only had 2 jiejie during his 8,9 years in yck hor.. so we are absolutely special! )
Also committed myself for ACID camp! Jeez... i must be mad.

Sunday pretty much as slack... busy watching TV and went jog as usual. Its sickening though... Been jogging so regularly, yet still FAT man. I'd love to think i'm just muscular, but this excuse is stretching thin... Rumors had it that muscles don't jiggle and wobble right? OR perhaps my muscles are of different consistency. Well, jelly and cookies can have different consistencies too, why not muscles?!

Whatever the mouth is doing, the body is taking 100 times the effort to undo the fats.
Whatever my hand is doing (handing over card to be swiped), the body is taking 100 times the effort to salvage the bank account.

(Btw, think mentioned in an earlier entry that its easy for things to go down, to deteriorate...
I realise that its not true. What about my BLODDY WEIGHT?!)

Whatever higher being is up there, purposely make life difficult for us. With all due respect-Very humorous hor. hur hur hur.
In a defensive, spiteful mood i suppose whahaha! And using Yoda syntax. Weee!
Anyway, its Monday and therefore its a blue day. Heading to school soon. Ouch i need to S***
SIGH.

Btw, JM asked me to submit entries Golden Point Award haha... but dunno how to write poems or short stories leh... But he said its not like the judges would knock on my door and laugh in my face if i submit crap, so heck .. Anywayz, budding writers out there, check this out ya:
http://www.theartshouse.com.sg/event_details_2007.php?id=573

Labour/Labor Day

Its Labour/ Labor Day! (which spelling to use man... tsk)
Is it fair that slackers like me also get to enjoy this public holiday? But well... what in life is fair anyway haha!

wELL...
The moment for talking about Saturday has passed... Its school anniversary and i took over 300 photos and 10 videos. FullStop.

Sunday was pretty much the same... went jogging with Dad again, but covered much shorter distance coz both of us feeling tired haha... plan to jian fei foiled again la

To make matters worse, went for dinner on Monday. Some Chinese restaurant near Neil Road- There aren't actually much dishes to choose from the menu, but guess its because they are so good at what they are doing, people go there just for that few dishes anywayz.
Yummy zha2 jiang4 mian4, and xiao long ba. But coz only the 2 of us, din order much of other stuff to try... the guo tie looks great too *slurp* The osmanthus and rose tangyuan- YUM! The soup base is not those usual yucky peanut kind. Its CLeaR soup with nice light flowery smell and taste.
To make matters fatter, we had wanted to take a walk around Chinatown area after filling our stomachs, BUT. Yeah... walked for about a grand total of 5 minutes then stumbled upon a rooftop bar. Went for a drink and sat and sat and sat. Very helpful for the belly. haha

Some photos. Not a very good photographer but i think my camera is cool ahaha. (To my darling ixus 850, although i am very attracted to ixus70, i love you very much too!)

Views from rooftop

Okiez... that's all for now.
Happy holiday!