My Monday

Today M and I went out w Twiggy (: Isn't she gorgeous? ((: Soft and smooshy!! That's a juicy charm hanging on the zipper (:



We stopped by Chinatown as M went to a bike shop to see if his was salvageable, but apparently the integrity of the frame has been compromised... Chim speak, there's a dent on it and well that means it will die in a minor bump.

After that he dropped by one of the Pearl something buildings in Chinatown, the one w Koi, and bought durian pancake! Yums (: $2 for a jumbo one, but the durian has been a bit watered down instead of the thick gooey mashed durian it used to be.



Then we went to Jurong East Library to borrow books on Bangkok (: Nearby, at the building which houses Fairprice, there's a new BBT shop called Agantea, from Taiwan (:



Me w my Agan Green Milk T w pearls! ((:



as you can see, the pearls are clear! Their pretty soft but chewy. The tea was pretty yums but VERY milky - the green t was a bit too mild. Ordered black t but she took the wrong order.. And my first one she just gave me Agan Green T (without milk) so be very clear on your order (:



M had the Hawaiian Fruit T, which was pretty good (: I cant really tell what it is except there's definitely lime inside (:



The shop people were really nice anyway, M poked his straw but it wouldnt go in and his fruit t slipped out of his hand and exploded on the floor, and they cleaned up the place and gave him a new one!

Thumbs up for Agantea (:

Plus its cheaper than Koi (:

Going trippin'!

M and I met up w Wendell and Joan today, to discuss a potential HK trip...

which somehow turned into Bangkok! Haha!

I'm actually quite excited since I haven't been there for awhile (although my wardrobe has no more space for any more clothes, i have trouble shutting its doors). We've managed to find a decent and modern hotel at a decent price too! (:

WOO!!

But I kinda think M and Wendell will leave all the planning to us.. and will spend too much time together!! Today the two of them were like an old married couple sitting at starbucks with legs cocked up and talking about diving non-stop while Joan and I were searching for flights and hotels! Totally oblivious (ok almost) to what we were saying...

Not a good thing though (:

hello again

it's been quite a while since i last blogged, about five months, to be exact. it's shocking, somehow. time seems to have passed so quickly - but to me its mostly been a whirl of work, trying to get enough sleep and not be sleepy, or ODing on more than 12 hours and still feeling dazed... life's somehow graduated to the point where if i don't get a daily dose of caffeine, my eyelids are at half-mast and the words just seem like a blur. i've recently had days when i needed two cups of tea in order to be alert. and well if there is one bad thing about my job it's that you need to be on-your-toes at spotting mistakes... i sometimes start doubting my command of english when i have to keep re-reading copy just to see how it should be tweaked.

also, M used to point out the incompatibility of my working hours with his - and i never really thought about it until now. he's on practicum, and instead of being able to see him on his free days - or the days when his classes starts late - i get to see him only on my off days. it just feels so strange being able to see him two days a week, from at least six days a week. i think i've had withdrawal symptoms.

the best part about not seeing him enough is that it has made me change my mind about marriage. the institution of marriage is one i loathe, much like my attitude towards having children. but nowadays, i keep thinking, what if i'm doing this for years? what if he starts teaching after june? do i want to see him only twice a week? it's not really two days even - more of one, given that its usually half a weekday and half a weekend - and when he starts teaching he'll have lots of things to do such as set lesson plans, do marking... when he has such stuff to do i barely see him. and well, the thing about marriage is that you get to stay together, so technically a couple will see each other every night even if not during the day. i may have changed my mind about it due to this, but i'm still not ready for marriage really, it's just an idea that has popped into my head.

agh. i don't want to get married. what was i thinking? (: i had a great dream long ago, that i still fondly remember. it was rather silly, and amazing. in my dream, or nightmare rather, i had married a great guy, but he had many children (i can't remember how many). if i remember correctly, he was always tired and busy from spending time with them, the little horrors. i came to my senses during the dream, although i did not awake, and i hauled him off to the court for a divorce immediately. it was quite unfortunate since i could sense he was a great guy, but i just don't see myself having children, ever. i don't mind grandchildren though (: does anyone have ideas on how to skip the middle part?

anyhoos, lately i've been addicted to watching the office and 30 rock, having finished what i had of big bang theory and how i met your mother. i really enjoy watching comedies and knitting after work... although its not conducive to my sleep (: i've read about how sleeping late at night (and the rest during daylight hours) makes you have a higher chance of getting cancer (and getting fatter). well the fatter part has come true so i'm hoping the cancer part doesn't! i think reading too much news on research is just demoralising. research always contradicts other research and in the end you're stuck wondering if you should drink more soyabean cos it lowers your chances of getting cancer, drink full-fat milk cos it actually helps w weight loss vs theories that it makes you fatter... gah! oh and the fatter part might actually have been due to me exercising less (being an office chair potato) and having lots of good food... especially what my dear M makes for me (((: i had a YUMMY salad today - lettuce, creamy avocado slices, crabsticks, chicken shreds, brie, tomatoes and mayo. it was so good, chock full of delicious stuff. i can't describe his sandwiches....... (:

Buttered up

There's really nothing like knitting to sooth the soul. Was so pissed just about two hours ago.

Then, I went to search for a pattern I could knit with some of my large stockpile of yarn, and got out a skein of Malabrigo sock yarn and started winding it into a ball for an hour and a half (: There were no tangles at all! Fingers did feel a bit abraded but otherwise, I'm feeling a bit normal now (:

Shan't think about him or the run or how very disappointed I was.

To today, a day I'll start knitting something new, maybe even for myself (:

):

i am so upset

*edit*

i am now itching to knit, after i've washed YS's knitted stuff and put them to dry.

i am so unbelievably upset, and disappointed, and my hands are just itching to do something ):

Sometimes

I wonder if I'm a sister or a servant.

For my life, I've been putting up with my sister expecting me to do things for her, and the few times that I stand up for myself and refuse, she calls me a bitch, and then starts calling her friends to complain about me.

But I've decided I've had enough of being treated like a servant.

Today we went grocery shopping because I just started work and wanted to get snacks etc in case I got hungry.

This is what I bought:
1 can of tuna
4 small packs containing 10 tea bags each
1 bag of 3-in-1 coffee mix sticks
3 cup noodles
1 blue tack
1 packet of miso soup

Then she starts saying I've bought too much, and forces me to stop buying, when the trolley is 2/3 her stuff. Of course I accede. Can anyone tell me if the above amount is much? it didn't even fill up one NTUC plastic bag completely.

Afterwards, she has 3 plastic bags, and although its the usual amount people carry, I know its too much for her because she doesn't like carrying stuff, so I ask if we should push the trolley to the shopping centre exit where some people put the trolleys. She says no, its fine. And then when I return the trolley, she demands for me to help carry one for her. I refused, even though it was light, because firstly she didn't even let me do my grocery shopping, secondly I already offered that we bring the trolley to the exit nearest out house, and thirdly she demanded instead of asking nicely. After demanding about four times for me to take it, she finally huffed and took it, and then stormed off (I've never seen her walking that fast in my life).

Subsequently, we got in the lift, I pressed the level, and then when the lift door opened I motioned for her to go out first since she has an unfortunate tendency of suffering lift doors closing on her, but instead she yelled "what now you expect me to open the door too when I have no hands?!" and I was shocked because I let her out of the lift first. And then I open the door and immediately she starts complaining to my mother how I only have one bag to hold but I can't help her hold and dumps her stuff on the hall floor.

I wonder if it is wrong of me to wonder if I'm a servant, because its hard to tell otherwise. Sometimes thank yous and nice requests don't hurt.

Cool!

Its finally cool. A gorgeous cloudy morning at 28 degrees celsius just called for a jog (:

Not much better yet (wonder if its vertigo) so I ran 2.4km, walked 800m, and then ran another 1.6km. Dizzy ain't good!

Now feeling nice and cool after a warm shower and gonna resume knitting my sister's hibernating shawl which was meant for her birthday. Maybe next year's :P

Night of Firsts

Today was the first time I...

attended Thaipusam
talked to so many Indians
saw Indians fight
huddled in fear of getting bashed up
had an Indian shouting into my ear
saw someone using a chopper to cut a chain of jasmine flowers
walked barefoot for 4km
stayed out past 3am
took the nightrider bus

It was a fantastic experience. Now its 4+ am and I'm STARVING ):

Will post photos soon ((:

Some things..

..are better left unheard.

I just heard through the window, a young boy yelling 'fuck you la'. After moving to this neighbourhood near Jurong Point (agh) where the echoing is just great, I've been hearing plenty of obscenities and vulgarities. But its quite disappointing to hear an unbroken voice shouting such words. He's not even been through puberty!

What's Singapore coming to? Or the younger generation, for that matter?

Couples

On the walk home, I noticed two couples, for they were very different in all possible ways.

One couple was from China; they both had the same short hairstyle, dorky centre parting and dorky dressing. They were about 40ish and looked married.

The other was a young Singaporean couple about my age. Dressed typically like teenagers, toned and lean in their tees and shorts. Most prolly dating.

Yet, the China couple which I assume has been together for many years, was happily holding hands all the way home in their dorkiness. They reminded me of couples which progress into old age still basking in their love for each other.

The Singaporean couple, on the other hand, was in a pretty sad state. The girl kept walking extremely close to the guy. Kept trying to grab his hand. Held his hand once, and he'd swing it away. Tried holding his arm, he'd fling it in the air immediately in some gesture. He didn't even bother trying to hold her hand at all! How one-sided. Honestly, I think their relationship is so in the dumps.

I'd much rather be part of a happy dorky couple than date a fit young guy who is more engrossed in himself than the other party. Sigh. I don't even know what's the moral of the story here.

But I need to solve that fungus in my Epson scanner problem asap.

No Longer

Today, I realised my profile wrote: proud owner of five hamsters... etc.

Then I removed Billy and Fatter from the list. And I realised I took away 'proud'.

Now its just:
Owner of three skinny syrian hamsters: one who has seizures, one who bit her very hard, and a hairy baby unrelated to the two brothers.

I'm no longer a proud owner of hamsters. I don't have a real bond with any of them... it's always been Billy only.

Cappu is always sleeping - and we don't have mutual trust. I fear him chomping me when he starts sniffing me intensely with his nose pressed to my skin like a vacuum cleaner sucks up dirt. His eyes start bulging and look crazed when he becomes a vacuum cleaner, which doesn't help either. And fears me too, runs (literally) and hides in his bedding when he sees humans coming, most of the time.

Cow bit me so hard, stuff that shouldn't have came out was coming out, end of story.

Little one is just an outsider still. He'll never be part of the family - the parents (both gone) or the children (two left).

I guess I'll have to try.

Old Photos

Bring back memories.

My days at SPH:

Much fun revolved at lunchtime. I fondly remember the malay stall uncle shouting 'Member! I know what you want, member!'

I miss his food. And I miss the fattening avocado milkshakes.

Here's PSAQ, during one of the few lunches when she ate with Z and I.



Outside at the garden, happy girls during lunchbreak (:



There were some pretty good times at SPH, I'll admit. Some of the BT people were especially warm and friendly.



When I see this photo, I immediately remember what Shyam says... Don't ever crop off limbs (: But its still a rather nice shot, thanks Z.



My hippo, perpetually present in my life (:



Its of equal importance to me as Billy. I can live without it for a few nights, but then will sorely start missing. I hope Billy recovers well from his shock today... I don't know what I would do if I lost Billy so early ): I guess sometimes even preparing the heart for such matters won't help.

And the Sundays when I used to go shooting with YS.



If not, cycling. It just seems like a hazy memory now.



We would always stop at this sandbar... along the way from Changi to East Coast.



I've always wanted to take a slippers with sea shot. With some footprints fading off into the sea. Because it always represented nostalgia for me. Unfortunately, I couldn't make any footprints form that day. And I've lost my slippers. Now I'm losing my friend. Perhaps, sometimes, prolonging friendships when their suffering is not meant to be.

Its time to let go.

New Year, New Resolutions

Have you come up with your new year's resolutions yet?

I have yet to... So its time to start brainstorming 'cos tomorrow's the last day of 2009!!

I've come up with two so far:
1. USE the diary I bought, consistently! Reason being, I love to buy diaries where I can fill in my own month and date - and then I just keep forgetting to use it 'cos I know I can always use it another year! And so I have a pile of diaries now. Not to mention my overpowering urge to buy new ones everytime I spot a cute diary (: My current one's The Simpsons!!
2. Run at least a half marathon, if not a race, at least the distance! I really hope I can do this seeing how I'm having knee problems just running 5k on alternate days. Wouldn't want to injure myself permanently (:

PS the most amusing resolution I've seen is girls writing that they want to get a boyfriend. Well I should write that I must get married on my birthday next year then. Still find it such a fantastic date!! 10 / 10 / 10 (: ah, won't the right man come along ASAP?!! Haha, kidding.

!!!

FWAAAHHHH I just read my blog and it is SO FREAKING DEPRESSING!! TAKE A CHILL PILL BABE (: that's referring to myself. Okay its time to get some FANTAAAASTIC ENDORPHINS running at MacRitchie and of course absorb the SUNSHINE while kayaking tomorrow. Sounds freaking darn good if you ask me (:

*Edit* Its today already. Me and my past 2am sleeping habits agh

Oh and did I mention how fun trail running is? Of course the drizzly cool weather might have helped that day, and the wet mushy leaves and slippery rocks that made me turn my ankle, but oh how I love going uphill! Strangely, yes very strangely, I absolutely detest running on flat ground. Hills definitely make me happy. What good is a BORING monotonous FLAT LIFE?!??? Oh well, it was good to finally have some fun on the hated ground of MGS cross-country days gaaaaah (: Back then, those long long long long long long LONG long six years ago (help, I'm old!) I used to run at a speed just sufficient to let me get an E! HAHA! Did I remember correctly? Well the lousiest grade possible for a pass in NAPFA. How I fondly remember the days, when Suping would strap on her watch and we'd slowly (oh so slowly) do our rounds and then WAAAAAAAA look at the watch and realised crap we might fail if we don't speed up on this last round and then we'd chiong to the finish line and whew pass (:

Okay enough of fond memories hehe (:

Only

You can make me feel sad. I see myself wasting my time. And I can't understand. And despite what I've always said, I really leave it to you now. I'm not going to do anything anymore (: And I'm going to promise myself to do what I've just written.

*Edit*
This song by The Beatles just happened to start playing (:

You're Going To Lose That Girl

You're gonna lose that girl
You're gonna lose that girl
If you don't take her out tonight
She's gonna change her mind
And I will take her out tonight
And I will treat her kind

You're gonna lose that girl
You're gonna lose that girl

If you don't treat her right, my friend
You're gonna find her gone
'Cause I will treat her right and then
You'll be the lonely one

You're gonna lose that girl
You're gonna lose that girl

I'll make a point of taking her away from you
Yeah, the way you treat her, what else can I do

If you don't take her out tonight
She's gonna change her mind
And I will take her out tonight
And I will treat her kind

You're gonna lose that girl
You're gonna lose that girl
You're gonna lose that girl

i am very pissed

*edit: evening*

and i'm aborting mission

*edit: night*

i feel like i'm necessary only in times of trouble. what happens otherwise?
commencing aborting of mission

The Ladder Theory

This is actually unbelievable.

And funny.

Unbelievably funny.

A girl says any of the following to you:

• "You're like a brother to me"
• "You're like a big teddy bear".
• "I feel like I can talk to you about anything"
• "You're so nice"
• "Can you help me with my homework"

Ladder Theory Explanation: You are on the friends ladder. So Sorry.

I had completely forgotten about the Ladder Theory till I read someone's post, and good golly does this bring up fond memories. And about kicking guys into the abyss when they try jumping from the Friends to Boyfriends ladder was just hilarious. And so true. It means you're an intellectual whore, by the way.

For the unfamiliar, you can read more on the Ladder Theory here.

*edit* I had to add this in:

Many women want to argue this point and say things like " I have lots of guy friends." Maybe.
There are exactly 3 cases Intellectual Whores has identified whereby a guy and a girl can be friends:

1. The guy is gay
2. The guy does not find you attractive
3. The guy already has a woman much higher than you on the ladder

Even Nietzsche knew this. Most guys know this intuitively.

Goodbye

Got an SMS today telling me that my Nikon AIS 85mm f/1.4 lens has been sold.

I don't know if I should be joyous or in mourning.

Always wanted it, had such a hard time finding it. But didn't use it, or have much chances to. And so with so little time spent with it, perhaps two or three occasions at most, its left my hands, never to return again.

Hope the new owner treats it much better than I did.

Not Cut Out

To be a runner.

I keep falling sick too easily, it gets on my nerves.

Having been two days since my fever passed, I decided I was being too lazy by resting and decided to go running.

As usual, I never know my limit, and although I feel dizzy at like 1km I'll continue pushing myself cos 1km is such a short distance! And then at 3k I'll be like really lightheaded and finally stop. And now I'm reaping my stupidity by wanting to puke and feeling faint even now, five hours after the run.

I WANT TO RUN, PLEASE GET BETTER BODY ):

New Unibody MacBook

I WANT TO PUKE BLOOD!!

Apple just released its new iMac and MacBook.

The MacBook costs S$1,588. As compared to its MacBook Pro 13" bigger brother, which costs a whopping S$400 more at S$1,988, it is plainly a LOT more worth it.

You get the SAME:
2.26 Ghz core2duo processor
2GB RAM
Longer battery life
LED-backlighted screen
Multi-touch trackpad

You get MORE:
hard drive - 250 GB compared to the MacBook Pro 13" 160 GB.

You LOSE:
An SD card slot.
Aluminium body
Back-lit keyboard

Hello, where's the pro of buying a MacBook Pro?!???!

I'd much rather pay $400 LESSER, get more hard drive space, and lose an SD card slot cos I just need an adaptor! An aluminium body is NOT worth $400 more, even if it is 100 grams lighter.

Apple, you suck, I'm sorry. I feel like a ripped off fanboy.