I am a sinner in this fucking world where sparrows are black and gruesome rabbits are hung on the fence and the churches have been burnt down by the balls of fiery fire!
I am one of those fallen angels where God has banished from all holy touches. I deserve no blessings let alone giving me a pair of wings!
I am one of those pretentious hussies who smile and hide a dagger up in my corset and I spread poison on the brim of all glasses for my guests!
I am the one who have stolen hearts and making those who can’t have mourn in stark cold!
I have that medusa spell that bore and runs in myblood while I stare at whoever, whoever dies!
The compassionate I have over that tiny little beings on earth but dissecting and trample on them when they cries for help!
There is no space to accommodate me! And there should not be air I deserve to breath!
I am that an fallen angel where sparrows are black and no holy touch can save me from the undying death!
Thursday, January 31, 2008
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
The diving bell and the butterfly
This damn movie which makes me cry like shit, the tears and mucus just keep running down I down know to wipe the tears 1st or the mucus 1st.
A heart wrenching movie especially that scene when the father called his son and spoke to him thru phone, even knowing that fact that his son will not be able to answer and talk to him anymore. And seeing a tearful old man, it BREAKS MY DAMN HEART I FELT IT TEARING APART!
The little black humor in the whole movie helps to simmer my depressing mood a little while watching it.
From a charismatic editor-in-chief of French Elle , to his downfall, becoming a totally different looking person within that short period of time. The scene when the 1st sentence the therapist made out from him was "I want death", the scene where his son wiped the saliva from the side of his lips, that scene where the wife has to suppress her emotions and grief while translating that reply from her paralyzed husband to his lover. The ever patience translator and therapists whom went thru all the letters one by one and over and over again with him to form each undying words he wish to say. The scene whereby he was not able to "fight" and defend himself from the housefly which rested itself on the bridge of his nose. Such gesture to fend off a housefly, how many of us will think it's a chore to us? And him, his widen eye ball which twirl and turn and move about and attentively blink to express himself. He just seems like a soul trapped in a Mannequin.
Below is a brief description of the movie you maybe interested to read about:
Jean-Dominique Bauby is stricken with "locked-in syndrome."
CANNES -- Director Julian Schnabel and screenwriter Ronald Harwood have performed
a small miracle in adapting for the screen Jean-Dominique Bauby's autobiography "The
Diving Bell and the Butterfly." Not, of course, as much as the one it took for the former
"Elle" editor to write the book when he was paralyzed from head to toe and could communicate
only by blinking his left eye.
But their film does justice to the enormous courage and determination of the man and
the caring patience of those who helped him. Taking a very different approach to the
award-winning 2004 Spanish film "The Sea Inside," in which Javier Bardem played a
suicidal quadriplegic, the movie boasts an equally fine lead performance, by Mathieu
Amalric, and matches that film's broad appeal.
A vivacious and charismatic magazine editor, Bauby is stricken at 43 with the cerebrovascular
incident that first plunges him into a coma and then leaves him with what is
called "locked-in syndrome." His brain works perfectly but his body doesn't, save the
left eye. It is from that eye's point-of-view that the film is almost entirely told and
Janusz Kaminski's cinematography does marvels in suggesting the suffocating horror of
Bauby's predicament and the wide variety of images that bring him joy and hope.
A brief period of self-pity is overcome by the painstaking attention of his therapists,
Henriette (Marie-Josee Croze) and Marie (Olatz Lopez Garmendia), who develop the
pattern whereby he blinks at letters of the alphabet in order to form words and then
sentences. Celine (Emmanuelle Seigner), the mother of his three children, whom he
had abandoned shortly before he had his stroke, also nurses him devotedly.
Among many scenes of tender mercy, she translates when Bauby's new lover calls to speak to
him only to say that she cannot bear to see him in his current state. Celine must translate
his blinking reply: "Each day I wait for you."
There are also heartbreaking scenes between Bauby and his aged father, played with
great compassion by Max von Sydow. Father and son are friends, and in flashbacks and
a phone call made difficult by Bauby's condition and his dad's forgetfulness, their affection
is beautifully conveyed.
There is much humor in the film as the stricken man never loses his wry sense of what
fate brings. He realizes that two essentials in his makeup are not paralyzed: his imagination
and his memory. He uses both to escape from the deep-sea diving bell that he
pictures himself trapped in so he may soar like a butterfly.
Guilt plagues him over his inattention to his children and such things as failing to
return a phone call to a man named Roussin (Niels Arestrup), to whom he gave his
seat on a plane that was hijacked. The man spent four years as a hostage but he visits
Bauby not to chide him for his negligence but to tell how he survived his own locked-in
hell.
It's a theme that Schnabel develops throughout the film and renders with remarkable
subtlety. He is aided greatly by a fine cast, especially Almaric, Seigner and von Sydow,
and by Paul Cantelon's delicate piano score. The soundtrack also features great music
by such artists as Tom Waits, Nino Rota and Lou Reed. It begins and ends with the
song "La Mer" and that much-heard melody becomes haunting all over again.
A heart wrenching movie especially that scene when the father called his son and spoke to him thru phone, even knowing that fact that his son will not be able to answer and talk to him anymore. And seeing a tearful old man, it BREAKS MY DAMN HEART I FELT IT TEARING APART!
The little black humor in the whole movie helps to simmer my depressing mood a little while watching it.
From a charismatic editor-in-chief of French Elle , to his downfall, becoming a totally different looking person within that short period of time. The scene when the 1st sentence the therapist made out from him was "I want death", the scene where his son wiped the saliva from the side of his lips, that scene where the wife has to suppress her emotions and grief while translating that reply from her paralyzed husband to his lover. The ever patience translator and therapists whom went thru all the letters one by one and over and over again with him to form each undying words he wish to say. The scene whereby he was not able to "fight" and defend himself from the housefly which rested itself on the bridge of his nose. Such gesture to fend off a housefly, how many of us will think it's a chore to us? And him, his widen eye ball which twirl and turn and move about and attentively blink to express himself. He just seems like a soul trapped in a Mannequin.
Below is a brief description of the movie you maybe interested to read about:
Jean-Dominique Bauby is stricken with "locked-in syndrome."
CANNES -- Director Julian Schnabel and screenwriter Ronald Harwood have performed
a small miracle in adapting for the screen Jean-Dominique Bauby's autobiography "The
Diving Bell and the Butterfly." Not, of course, as much as the one it took for the former
"Elle" editor to write the book when he was paralyzed from head to toe and could communicate
only by blinking his left eye.
But their film does justice to the enormous courage and determination of the man and
the caring patience of those who helped him. Taking a very different approach to the
award-winning 2004 Spanish film "The Sea Inside," in which Javier Bardem played a
suicidal quadriplegic, the movie boasts an equally fine lead performance, by Mathieu
Amalric, and matches that film's broad appeal.
A vivacious and charismatic magazine editor, Bauby is stricken at 43 with the cerebrovascular
incident that first plunges him into a coma and then leaves him with what is
called "locked-in syndrome." His brain works perfectly but his body doesn't, save the
left eye. It is from that eye's point-of-view that the film is almost entirely told and
Janusz Kaminski's cinematography does marvels in suggesting the suffocating horror of
Bauby's predicament and the wide variety of images that bring him joy and hope.
A brief period of self-pity is overcome by the painstaking attention of his therapists,
Henriette (Marie-Josee Croze) and Marie (Olatz Lopez Garmendia), who develop the
pattern whereby he blinks at letters of the alphabet in order to form words and then
sentences. Celine (Emmanuelle Seigner), the mother of his three children, whom he
had abandoned shortly before he had his stroke, also nurses him devotedly.
Among many scenes of tender mercy, she translates when Bauby's new lover calls to speak to
him only to say that she cannot bear to see him in his current state. Celine must translate
his blinking reply: "Each day I wait for you."
There are also heartbreaking scenes between Bauby and his aged father, played with
great compassion by Max von Sydow. Father and son are friends, and in flashbacks and
a phone call made difficult by Bauby's condition and his dad's forgetfulness, their affection
is beautifully conveyed.
There is much humor in the film as the stricken man never loses his wry sense of what
fate brings. He realizes that two essentials in his makeup are not paralyzed: his imagination
and his memory. He uses both to escape from the deep-sea diving bell that he
pictures himself trapped in so he may soar like a butterfly.
Guilt plagues him over his inattention to his children and such things as failing to
return a phone call to a man named Roussin (Niels Arestrup), to whom he gave his
seat on a plane that was hijacked. The man spent four years as a hostage but he visits
Bauby not to chide him for his negligence but to tell how he survived his own locked-in
hell.
It's a theme that Schnabel develops throughout the film and renders with remarkable
subtlety. He is aided greatly by a fine cast, especially Almaric, Seigner and von Sydow,
and by Paul Cantelon's delicate piano score. The soundtrack also features great music
by such artists as Tom Waits, Nino Rota and Lou Reed. It begins and ends with the
song "La Mer" and that much-heard melody becomes haunting all over again.
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
金丝雀
我愿化成金丝雀， 变成你的笼中鸟
西施望着君一别，若有情义随君去
江山美人化成灰，情义只是一场空
道和理莫非是真实也，
理和性莫非是虚也。
被爱是辛苦，
爱人是痛苦。
恋爱一点都不幸福。
This above poem is about a Mongolian princess who sacrificed her happiness and married her enemy’s king (who started the war because he was so madly in love with her) in order to save her commoners from the long tiring war.
She bids goodbye to her lover (a warrior), though how much she yearn she could leave the kingdom with him. Shortly after her marriage, she committed suicide, leaving the king in his sorrows, and his kingdom was taken over by the devastated warrior who came for revenge. The struggle between love and be loved and who says love is a blessing after all?
- can you believe i wrote this?! ahahaha! my imagination is getting wilder and Wilder and WILDER!
西施望着君一别，若有情义随君去
江山美人化成灰，情义只是一场空
道和理莫非是真实也，
理和性莫非是虚也。
被爱是辛苦，
爱人是痛苦。
恋爱一点都不幸福。
This above poem is about a Mongolian princess who sacrificed her happiness and married her enemy’s king (who started the war because he was so madly in love with her) in order to save her commoners from the long tiring war.
She bids goodbye to her lover (a warrior), though how much she yearn she could leave the kingdom with him. Shortly after her marriage, she committed suicide, leaving the king in his sorrows, and his kingdom was taken over by the devastated warrior who came for revenge. The struggle between love and be loved and who says love is a blessing after all?
- can you believe i wrote this?! ahahaha! my imagination is getting wilder and Wilder and WILDER!
Monday, January 28, 2008
知己
还好变成了知已
起码随时看到你
哭泣或欢天喜地
可以陪你
让这个故事继续
结局我们都如此好奇
肯定可以一起有惊喜
魔力或奇迹
让它随意上映
可惜不能靠得太近
但仍心存感激
好散好聚我们都庆幸
一时很难去解释
这样微妙的距离
也许我们都很满意
感情是我们一向来
很尊重的事情
现在就紧紧的
维系彼此关系
长大了也许对于某种
感动的东西
一点点都珍惜
还好变成了知已
起码随时看到你
哭泣或欢天喜地
可以陪你
是没有差到哪里
相处的还算和气
就差那一句
我爱你
可惜不能靠得太近
但仍心存感激
好散好聚我们都庆幸
一时很难去解释
这样微妙的距离
也许我们都很满意
感情是我们一向来
很尊重的事情
现在就紧紧的
维系彼此关系
长大了也许对于某种
感动的东西
一点都珍惜
都得来不易
比如像你
起码随时看到你
哭泣或欢天喜地
可以陪你
让这个故事继续
结局我们都如此好奇
肯定可以一起有惊喜
魔力或奇迹
让它随意上映
可惜不能靠得太近
但仍心存感激
好散好聚我们都庆幸
一时很难去解释
这样微妙的距离
也许我们都很满意
感情是我们一向来
很尊重的事情
现在就紧紧的
维系彼此关系
长大了也许对于某种
感动的东西
一点点都珍惜
还好变成了知已
起码随时看到你
哭泣或欢天喜地
可以陪你
是没有差到哪里
相处的还算和气
就差那一句
我爱你
可惜不能靠得太近
但仍心存感激
好散好聚我们都庆幸
一时很难去解释
这样微妙的距离
也许我们都很满意
感情是我们一向来
很尊重的事情
现在就紧紧的
维系彼此关系
长大了也许对于某种
感动的东西
一点都珍惜
都得来不易
比如像你
Thursday, January 24, 2008
My grandfather's clock
My grandfather's clock
Was too large for the shelf,
So it stood ninety years on the floor;
It was taller by half
Than the old man himself,
Though it weighed not a pennyweight more.
It was bought on the morn
Of the day that he was born,
And was always his treasure and pride;
But it stopped short
Never to go again,
When the old man died.
CHORUS
Ninety years without slumbering,
Tick, tock, tick, tock,
His life seconds numbering,
Tick, tock, tick, tock,
It stopped short
Never to go again,
When the old man died.
In watching its pendulum
Swing to and fro,
Many hours had he spent while a boy;
And in childhood and manhood
The clock seemed to know,
And to share both his grief and his joy.
For it struck twenty-four
When he entered at the door,
With a blooming and beautiful bride;
But it stopped short
Never to go again,
When the old man died.
CHORUS
My grandfather said
That of those he could hire,
Not a servant so faithful he found;
For it wasted no time,
And had but one desire,
At the close of each week to be wound.
And it kept in its place,
Not a frown upon its face,
And its hand never hung by its side.
But it stopped short
Never to go again,
When the old man died.
CHORUS
It rang an alarm
In the dead of the night,
An alarm that for years had been dumb;
And we knew that his spirit
Was pluming for flight,
That his hour of departure had come.
Still the clock kept the time,
With a soft and muffled chime,
As we silently stood by his side.
But it stopped short
Never to go again,
When the old man died.
Was too large for the shelf,
So it stood ninety years on the floor;
It was taller by half
Than the old man himself,
Though it weighed not a pennyweight more.
It was bought on the morn
Of the day that he was born,
And was always his treasure and pride;
But it stopped short
Never to go again,
When the old man died.
CHORUS
Ninety years without slumbering,
Tick, tock, tick, tock,
His life seconds numbering,
Tick, tock, tick, tock,
It stopped short
Never to go again,
When the old man died.
In watching its pendulum
Swing to and fro,
Many hours had he spent while a boy;
And in childhood and manhood
The clock seemed to know,
And to share both his grief and his joy.
For it struck twenty-four
When he entered at the door,
With a blooming and beautiful bride;
But it stopped short
Never to go again,
When the old man died.
CHORUS
My grandfather said
That of those he could hire,
Not a servant so faithful he found;
For it wasted no time,
And had but one desire,
At the close of each week to be wound.
And it kept in its place,
Not a frown upon its face,
And its hand never hung by its side.
But it stopped short
Never to go again,
When the old man died.
CHORUS
It rang an alarm
In the dead of the night,
An alarm that for years had been dumb;
And we knew that his spirit
Was pluming for flight,
That his hour of departure had come.
Still the clock kept the time,
With a soft and muffled chime,
As we silently stood by his side.
But it stopped short
Never to go again,
When the old man died.
I want to....
I feel like buying a piano.
I want to do a lot of things do you know?
I want to buy piano and play at home tho I have no interest in notes and scores,what C major, F ajor. Play with the heart its easier than following scores to play a tune.
I want to do my painting.
I want to do my studies (probably in fashion designing or furniture designing)
I want to go on tour.
I want to go Nepal, Mongolia, and Saudi Arabia
I want to help 3 world country built schools.
I want to go to a third world country to teach mathematics
I want to adopt some African kids.
I want to donate my organs.
If my organs can keep me alive and let live of others.
I want to do a fashion business.
I want to do food business also.
I want to be rich tai tai, drinking high tea and spend my husband’s money everyday
I want a penthouse and grow my own plants.
I want to stand on that tall building and do a freefall
Cos I know you will be there to catch me when I fall, I mean, everyone will. Who will not? Silly me.
I want to live in a hot air balloon, travel round the world in not just 60days but till my last breathing day.
I want to dive and tour at the bottom of the sea, in a submarine, cos I believe I am a mermaid in my past life.
I want to piggyback on a polar bear but make sure it won’t bite and must smell nice.
I want to hug Karen Cheong and bite her match sticks legs cos she is like a chicken drumstick.
I want to throw Karen Cheong some pi sai if I can collect much, enough to throw on a person. (Imagine how many years must I collate in my nostrils).
I want to slap Karen Cheong cos she is always SLEEPY and its just to help her remain sober at work.
hmmm.....thats all I want to do..for now.
I want to do a lot of things do you know?
I want to buy piano and play at home tho I have no interest in notes and scores,what C major, F ajor. Play with the heart its easier than following scores to play a tune.
I want to do my painting.
I want to do my studies (probably in fashion designing or furniture designing)
I want to go on tour.
I want to go Nepal, Mongolia, and Saudi Arabia
I want to help 3 world country built schools.
I want to go to a third world country to teach mathematics
I want to adopt some African kids.
I want to donate my organs.
If my organs can keep me alive and let live of others.
I want to do a fashion business.
I want to do food business also.
I want to be rich tai tai, drinking high tea and spend my husband’s money everyday
I want a penthouse and grow my own plants.
I want to stand on that tall building and do a freefall
Cos I know you will be there to catch me when I fall, I mean, everyone will. Who will not? Silly me.
I want to live in a hot air balloon, travel round the world in not just 60days but till my last breathing day.
I want to dive and tour at the bottom of the sea, in a submarine, cos I believe I am a mermaid in my past life.
I want to piggyback on a polar bear but make sure it won’t bite and must smell nice.
I want to hug Karen Cheong and bite her match sticks legs cos she is like a chicken drumstick.
I want to throw Karen Cheong some pi sai if I can collect much, enough to throw on a person. (Imagine how many years must I collate in my nostrils).
I want to slap Karen Cheong cos she is always SLEEPY and its just to help her remain sober at work.
hmmm.....thats all I want to do..for now.
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
Suckle Suckle Suckle
Honeysuckle: the joy of a flower of love. A joyful, transparent fragrance that rings out like the first days of spring. As a limited edition, it is all the more precious… The honeysuckle blossom has a smooth, honey-touched scent. It is subtly transformed by the fragrance of its vine, which adds a green, fresh, herbaceous note. And then... notes plucked from wild narcissus, the first spring flower in the mountains, a hint of jasmine and lemon tree petit grain, the tiny bud that grows into a lemon. Freshness and sun, flower and fruit... contrasts that create harmony.
This is it!
This is it!
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
My brushes with Steven Lim on Live Chat
I did something naughty over the weekend. I chatted on "livechat" with Steven Lim. That sat, I was sort of bored at home and decided to visit SL’s blog. Was scrolling down and stopped when I came across a little black box at the right side and saw something moving in it. It is actually a live! Webcam, position directly at him while he is sleeping, shifting positions..etc……
The web cam is not that clear and the video was seriously lagging. What I saw was, a pair of fair looking thighs, a pillow, a belly half covered by a singlet. Oh yes! Forgot to say, he was in his dark colored brief too.
Chatters in the live chat dialogue were discussing about his sleeping posture, his brief, some say his blog should be listed as an adult site. Some insulted him, some showed affection, some blah blah blah and the list goes on.
Together with the rest of the curious chatters, I decided to join in the chat to ask some issues that have always been curious about. So I asked. My 1st question to him was if he will be worry that any of chatters will be reporter in disguise, digging info from him and the next thing he knows, the whole dialogue may appear in the newspaper the next morning. He replied in a courteous saying he is not afraid. I asked “why?” he explained cos everyone is welcome.
Then I saw someone asking about SL not holding any full time job. So I joined in and asked how can he manage to survive without a full time job? I mean in a country like Singapore, it’s pretty difficult to survive without a full time job, or should I say, having a full time job will make us all feel more secure. He replied that his freelance performing is 300 bucks per 10mins performance, and referred us chatters to his modeling link, implying that he earns/survive thru his modeling agency. And also, his father gives him 10bucks daily as pocket money. While I was asking more about it, one of his supporters actually defended for SL asking me if I am a reporter and why do I have to judge him even if he is not holding a full time job. Then some chatters started to ask if I am a reporter. Some suppose to be chatting few seconds ago stopped posting replies. I explained that I am not a reporter, nor from media let alone selling newspaper, and I am just curious over how he can manage to survive without a job, a real stable job. Then, SL replied “(My Nick), this is for you”. I look at the webcam and saw his hand gestured a thumbs up sign, and then, took off his singlet and started poising, flexing muscles etc….
Then the next day, I curiously logged into his web again and see the chatters dialogue. Again, some scolded/insulted him, some encouraged him, some asked personal questions. Then he replied asking if anyone of us has rich women to intro him (SL) becos he wants to live on these women. Then one chatter offered to intro SL one rich woman, on the condition that whatever Steven gets, he/she wants a 10% of it. I laughed and said "Isnt that online pimping?!" Then, unable to control my fingers, I asked why must he live on women’s money? He replied saying since women are living on men. Why can’t men live on women as well? Then I was speechless cos somehow, it does make some sense for a city where we emphasis on equality between two sexes.
Then in the webcam, he is, as usual, doing exercises, which seems to me, looks more like warm ups. Many others commented on his body. Me, unable to stop my fingers, decided to ask him questions again. I asked why he always have to show his muscles which looks like fats more likely and commented that he should get a good tan, do more running, head the gym and engage a trainer to help him. Many others said the some things to him but he replied saying, he has published a book on personal training and he has sold 500 copies in Singapore, alone (Ya….maybe it’s only selling in Singapore only that’s why). Then again he replied “Thanks Miu, noted. I know all of you mean well”.
Anyway my intention of asking him questions, chatting on his live chat, is just simply to satisfy my curiosity of this being, call Steven Lim.
The web cam is not that clear and the video was seriously lagging. What I saw was, a pair of fair looking thighs, a pillow, a belly half covered by a singlet. Oh yes! Forgot to say, he was in his dark colored brief too.
Chatters in the live chat dialogue were discussing about his sleeping posture, his brief, some say his blog should be listed as an adult site. Some insulted him, some showed affection, some blah blah blah and the list goes on.
Together with the rest of the curious chatters, I decided to join in the chat to ask some issues that have always been curious about. So I asked. My 1st question to him was if he will be worry that any of chatters will be reporter in disguise, digging info from him and the next thing he knows, the whole dialogue may appear in the newspaper the next morning. He replied in a courteous saying he is not afraid. I asked “why?” he explained cos everyone is welcome.
Then I saw someone asking about SL not holding any full time job. So I joined in and asked how can he manage to survive without a full time job? I mean in a country like Singapore, it’s pretty difficult to survive without a full time job, or should I say, having a full time job will make us all feel more secure. He replied that his freelance performing is 300 bucks per 10mins performance, and referred us chatters to his modeling link, implying that he earns/survive thru his modeling agency. And also, his father gives him 10bucks daily as pocket money. While I was asking more about it, one of his supporters actually defended for SL asking me if I am a reporter and why do I have to judge him even if he is not holding a full time job. Then some chatters started to ask if I am a reporter. Some suppose to be chatting few seconds ago stopped posting replies. I explained that I am not a reporter, nor from media let alone selling newspaper, and I am just curious over how he can manage to survive without a job, a real stable job. Then, SL replied “(My Nick), this is for you”. I look at the webcam and saw his hand gestured a thumbs up sign, and then, took off his singlet and started poising, flexing muscles etc….
Then the next day, I curiously logged into his web again and see the chatters dialogue. Again, some scolded/insulted him, some encouraged him, some asked personal questions. Then he replied asking if anyone of us has rich women to intro him (SL) becos he wants to live on these women. Then one chatter offered to intro SL one rich woman, on the condition that whatever Steven gets, he/she wants a 10% of it. I laughed and said "Isnt that online pimping?!" Then, unable to control my fingers, I asked why must he live on women’s money? He replied saying since women are living on men. Why can’t men live on women as well? Then I was speechless cos somehow, it does make some sense for a city where we emphasis on equality between two sexes.
Then in the webcam, he is, as usual, doing exercises, which seems to me, looks more like warm ups. Many others commented on his body. Me, unable to stop my fingers, decided to ask him questions again. I asked why he always have to show his muscles which looks like fats more likely and commented that he should get a good tan, do more running, head the gym and engage a trainer to help him. Many others said the some things to him but he replied saying, he has published a book on personal training and he has sold 500 copies in Singapore, alone (Ya….maybe it’s only selling in Singapore only that’s why). Then again he replied “Thanks Miu, noted. I know all of you mean well”.
Anyway my intention of asking him questions, chatting on his live chat, is just simply to satisfy my curiosity of this being, call Steven Lim.
Monday, January 21, 2008
Spring Cleaning - Toilet version
I am Ah Sarm, Mariah today. The toilets are sparkling clean by now.. Up and down, up and down the ladder. Ppl, if you are spring cleaning, let me recommend you two detergents. Magic Clean 1) For cleaning windows and 2) For cleaning toilet or kitchen tiles (green tea fragrance). If you wanna clean the toilet bowl, use the Kiwi brand (green bottle packaging), pour some around the inner toilet bowl, leave it for awhile before scrubbing it.
With the help of these powerful detergents, I was able to complete the task fast (I think I am fast already Karen) and seeing the tiles sparkling clean and without any dry water stain, I am so delighted!
My phone and shopping
Finally my N76 is out from "ICU".
It been almost one mth and finally it's been discharged.
It went thru some major? minor? ops. Replacing the silver plating, and upgrading software etc...
I was so excited to see it again, but when I charge it, the screen flashes and then I saw a stray of hair INSIDE the screen...........#$%@#!@!
Got bring it back to the "A&E" and COMPLAIN to the customer service officer. Thank god I need not wait again for few days for them to remove that Stray of Hair, but just another 25mins.
Thanks to YC and Liyue for helping me sending and collecting the phone on my behalf..I dun seems to be involve in the whole process when my phone was "seriously ill". Even after the repair, the phone seems a little faulty still but guess its really minor. So mai hiam liow.
Was trying to shop for some CNY new clothings. I wonder why it's a practice every year, that we have to buy new clothings for new year. I mean, if it means a good start for the year, and everything has to be new (new lingeries, new clothings, new hairstyle) then so do we have to get a new body too?
Went shopping again at Tampines Mall and Century Square. Tampines Mall is just like Jurong Point, slightly better though, cos they at least have a Isetan, Mango for me to shop. Century Square....YOU CAN FORGET ABOUT IT. In the end its empty handed again.
Sunday, YC went for soccer game in the morning before we go shopping at Taka, Wisma, Marina (last time was Jurong Point, West Mall, IMM...).
Still! Nothing much to my likings....YC said I "Bu Zheng Qi" so in the end I "Zheng Qi Yi Dian", so! in order to spend his money, finally decided to get a dress and a top which is pretty ex to me. I mean from places like WH and Topshop, a dress costing 70 over and a top for 80 over....and the material is normal cotton material..but I just like the simplicity with little emphasis on the sleeves or on side with pleats. Guess they hike up the the price since its nearer to CNY...
Talking about shopping, I use to love it so much. I mean I still love shopping, as long as I have tons of money in the bank I will spend it in split seconds!! Not that I have been spending alot but many of the clothings nowadays, if you want to get a fairly decent looking top or bottom, it's at least a 50 bucks each. But those that really catch my eye and probably I will most likely to buy something, are mostly from Esprit, Zara, Tangs, which a normal top may already cost a 60 or 90 bucks from Esprit. Not that I am so that brand conscious, it's just that kind of style I adore. Denim, Lacy tops, Camisole, Jackets, Cardigans, Dresses.
So imagine buying just one or two tops could mean a 100 or 200 bucks gone. Not that I do not want but those from places like Forever21, where you can find a top for say 30 bucks, you know the design and material is just so not worth it and many of those in Mango it mainly tees, oversized tops, those in Mphosis are mainly one colored clothing either black, white, brown, red, green and its always the similar kind..no surprise/s and in BYSI, I may chance upon something I like in small or extra small size if I am lucky. And those in Topshop seems to be like those in Warehouse, and looks like those in Miss Selfridge....
Then I realise actually I could have shop around in Haji Lane, may be able to catch something different..
It been almost one mth and finally it's been discharged.
It went thru some major? minor? ops. Replacing the silver plating, and upgrading software etc...
I was so excited to see it again, but when I charge it, the screen flashes and then I saw a stray of hair INSIDE the screen...........#$%@#!@!
Got bring it back to the "A&E" and COMPLAIN to the customer service officer. Thank god I need not wait again for few days for them to remove that Stray of Hair, but just another 25mins.
Thanks to YC and Liyue for helping me sending and collecting the phone on my behalf..I dun seems to be involve in the whole process when my phone was "seriously ill". Even after the repair, the phone seems a little faulty still but guess its really minor. So mai hiam liow.
Was trying to shop for some CNY new clothings. I wonder why it's a practice every year, that we have to buy new clothings for new year. I mean, if it means a good start for the year, and everything has to be new (new lingeries, new clothings, new hairstyle) then so do we have to get a new body too?
Went shopping again at Tampines Mall and Century Square. Tampines Mall is just like Jurong Point, slightly better though, cos they at least have a Isetan, Mango for me to shop. Century Square....YOU CAN FORGET ABOUT IT. In the end its empty handed again.
Sunday, YC went for soccer game in the morning before we go shopping at Taka, Wisma, Marina (last time was Jurong Point, West Mall, IMM...).
Still! Nothing much to my likings....YC said I "Bu Zheng Qi" so in the end I "Zheng Qi Yi Dian", so! in order to spend his money, finally decided to get a dress and a top which is pretty ex to me. I mean from places like WH and Topshop, a dress costing 70 over and a top for 80 over....and the material is normal cotton material..but I just like the simplicity with little emphasis on the sleeves or on side with pleats. Guess they hike up the the price since its nearer to CNY...
Talking about shopping, I use to love it so much. I mean I still love shopping, as long as I have tons of money in the bank I will spend it in split seconds!! Not that I have been spending alot but many of the clothings nowadays, if you want to get a fairly decent looking top or bottom, it's at least a 50 bucks each. But those that really catch my eye and probably I will most likely to buy something, are mostly from Esprit, Zara, Tangs, which a normal top may already cost a 60 or 90 bucks from Esprit. Not that I am so that brand conscious, it's just that kind of style I adore. Denim, Lacy tops, Camisole, Jackets, Cardigans, Dresses.
So imagine buying just one or two tops could mean a 100 or 200 bucks gone. Not that I do not want but those from places like Forever21, where you can find a top for say 30 bucks, you know the design and material is just so not worth it and many of those in Mango it mainly tees, oversized tops, those in Mphosis are mainly one colored clothing either black, white, brown, red, green and its always the similar kind..no surprise/s and in BYSI, I may chance upon something I like in small or extra small size if I am lucky. And those in Topshop seems to be like those in Warehouse, and looks like those in Miss Selfridge....
Then I realise actually I could have shop around in Haji Lane, may be able to catch something different..
Thursday, January 17, 2008
快乐眼泪
那些烟远往事画上了圆满
因为你快变成别人的新郎
你终身的对象一定很理想
否则你又何必终止纠缠
只好微笑祝福你们的浪漫
我始终变得不多愁善感
回忆还像心跳那么难忘
拥抱的热还留在我们的身上
缘分却不能反抗
爱人不变朋友实在太难
希望离别能让以后
更快乐更幸福更美满
漫长路上你帮我背的行囊
因为有你的汗变成珍藏
我给你的补偿是为你打扮
我始终变得不多愁善感
回忆还像心跳那么难忘
拥抱的热还留在我们的身上
缘分却不能反抗
爱人不变朋友实在太难
希望离别能让以后
更快乐更幸福更美满
那次大雨中下班
你拿一把雨伞来接我
想起来难免伤感
感谢你爱我一场
难得叙旧笑谈
依然温暖
有浪漫没缘份
总不算遗憾
我终于变得
不多愁善感
回忆还心跳那么难忘
拥抱的热
还留在我们的身上
缘份却不能反抗
爱人不变朋友实在太难
希望离别能让以后
更快乐更幸福更美满
我快乐的眼泪在流转
Tuesday, January 15, 2008
You
You smile when you stroke my hair.
You dust off the car carpet before I sit in.
You adjust my car seat for me for my comfy.
You release my seat belt for me when you are parking the car.
You lower my seat and ask me to nap when I feel tired and will wake me up when we reach home.
You hold my hand throughout the rides we share.
You insist to throw the used tissue paper for me which I clasped tightly in my hands.
You carefully lead me to the car door and close it for me tho not all the time but I am already very glad.
You know me more than I know myself.
You laughed and move me back when I automatically wanting to hold the lift for the rest of the ppl, saying that “that is a man’s job”.
You asked me to wait in the car while you get my fav lean meat soup when you know I hate coffee shops.
You massage my legs for me when I just mention it lightly that they aches.
You bring along your jacket when we are going to watch a movie, knowing mine is thin enough only to cover my wrists.
You reminded me constantly of my diet and what I should not be eating when I am sick.
You frown when I insist eating chicken or fry food and spend time coaxing me "its for my good"
You remember I dislike eating fish.
You buy mineral water and store them in the car before you meet me.
You quietly waited for me to dress up for our date till you doze off on my sofa.
You said you wanna pack my room for me.
You remember not only my habits, but you also takes care of my family, asking if my brother is at Aljunied, thinking that you can give him a ride on your way if you travel over to meet me.
You reminded me to tell my mother don’t climb up so high without proper ladder.
You respect my parents by insisting on dressing up properly on the 1st dinner together.
You drove my brother over for dinner, drove him back for his fyp, and drove to your own house to get the charger for my sister, before sending me home, then drove back home alone.
You share with me your happiness and frustrations at work.
You reminded me it has been so long since you last seen me shopping, hinting that I should start my retail therapy.
These, which you may think I may not give a damn
But these, I truly care.
And treasure them more than the luxury you have given and share,
which not even a penny can exchange for each care.
You dust off the car carpet before I sit in.
You adjust my car seat for me for my comfy.
You release my seat belt for me when you are parking the car.
You lower my seat and ask me to nap when I feel tired and will wake me up when we reach home.
You hold my hand throughout the rides we share.
You insist to throw the used tissue paper for me which I clasped tightly in my hands.
You carefully lead me to the car door and close it for me tho not all the time but I am already very glad.
You know me more than I know myself.
You laughed and move me back when I automatically wanting to hold the lift for the rest of the ppl, saying that “that is a man’s job”.
You asked me to wait in the car while you get my fav lean meat soup when you know I hate coffee shops.
You massage my legs for me when I just mention it lightly that they aches.
You bring along your jacket when we are going to watch a movie, knowing mine is thin enough only to cover my wrists.
You reminded me constantly of my diet and what I should not be eating when I am sick.
You frown when I insist eating chicken or fry food and spend time coaxing me "its for my good"
You remember I dislike eating fish.
You buy mineral water and store them in the car before you meet me.
You quietly waited for me to dress up for our date till you doze off on my sofa.
You said you wanna pack my room for me.
You remember not only my habits, but you also takes care of my family, asking if my brother is at Aljunied, thinking that you can give him a ride on your way if you travel over to meet me.
You reminded me to tell my mother don’t climb up so high without proper ladder.
You respect my parents by insisting on dressing up properly on the 1st dinner together.
You drove my brother over for dinner, drove him back for his fyp, and drove to your own house to get the charger for my sister, before sending me home, then drove back home alone.
You share with me your happiness and frustrations at work.
You reminded me it has been so long since you last seen me shopping, hinting that I should start my retail therapy.
These, which you may think I may not give a damn
But these, I truly care.
And treasure them more than the luxury you have given and share,
which not even a penny can exchange for each care.
To the world you may be just one person but...
Still coughing away. It’s the 3rd week already. I felt as if I choked on some powdery substance.
YC was nice enough to collect on my behalf, my belated xmas gift from Claude. The portrait stand is so nice! I know you always encourage me to continue painting and I will. Thanks Claude, you are the one who got me started painting, and encourages me even till now, after so long. Should be shopping for new painting stuff soon but before that, CNY stuff comes 1st. LOL! Thanks for the mug from Istanbul. I love the color! It’s my fav blue. And those goodies…thanks so much. I love that card most cos that is the most touching one.
Though you may not be staying in Singapore for long but I hope our friendship will last and definitely invites you to my wedding day and you promise you will invite me to yours too.
How incredible life is. After my previous broke up in 2006, I gain many new friendships. These new friends will definitely have not entered into my life should I not have broken up back then. Many of these friendships are just genuinely wishing for my well being, encouraging me, supporting and protecting me and many whom I may not have seen face to face before even till now after knowing for years thru online. Some gradually became my KTV kakis, my badminton kakis or movie kakis. Kudos these friends. How our friendship built up over the short period of time. You ppl are the ones who I will like to have as friends instead of those who always come out with scheming plots or gossiping or comparing or even putting me down. Losing one relationship to gain so many friendships, don’t you think it just worth it?
And most imptly you, if I have not broke up, I will not have met you (you know who you are).
To the world you may be just one person but to one person, you may be the world.
YC was nice enough to collect on my behalf, my belated xmas gift from Claude. The portrait stand is so nice! I know you always encourage me to continue painting and I will. Thanks Claude, you are the one who got me started painting, and encourages me even till now, after so long. Should be shopping for new painting stuff soon but before that, CNY stuff comes 1st. LOL! Thanks for the mug from Istanbul. I love the color! It’s my fav blue. And those goodies…thanks so much. I love that card most cos that is the most touching one.
Though you may not be staying in Singapore for long but I hope our friendship will last and definitely invites you to my wedding day and you promise you will invite me to yours too.
How incredible life is. After my previous broke up in 2006, I gain many new friendships. These new friends will definitely have not entered into my life should I not have broken up back then. Many of these friendships are just genuinely wishing for my well being, encouraging me, supporting and protecting me and many whom I may not have seen face to face before even till now after knowing for years thru online. Some gradually became my KTV kakis, my badminton kakis or movie kakis. Kudos these friends. How our friendship built up over the short period of time. You ppl are the ones who I will like to have as friends instead of those who always come out with scheming plots or gossiping or comparing or even putting me down. Losing one relationship to gain so many friendships, don’t you think it just worth it?
And most imptly you, if I have not broke up, I will not have met you (you know who you are).
To the world you may be just one person but to one person, you may be the world.
Monday, January 14, 2008
Scallop Congee for dummies!
Go to those Chinese Medical Hall and buy those Dried Scallops. Dried scallops can come in different sizes and grades. Ask the counter staff to recommend. Tell them you want to dried scallops to cook congee with. They should know. If they dun know, dun buy from them. Hop to another Medical Hall and ask again.
Ingredients you will need:
Rice grains
Dried scallops
Salt
Water
Bring water to boil in a small pot filled with half-filled water.
Decide the no. of scallops you wanna eat
Wash the dried scallops, soak with water, once they are soften, break the scallops with your fingers.
When water is boiled, put in dried scallop and simmer down the stove.
Boils the dried scallops until they are soften and whiten abit in color (from brown when it’s dried, to beige/light brown color when you boil it enough). Off the stove.
Get a big pot and cook your congee. Another way is to buy those rice cookers which you can cook congee in it too! Follow their manual instructions and you should know how to use it to cook congee.
If you like your congee to be very watery, add more water. Bring to boil. Simmer down the stove, and boil for another 10mins or so, constantly stir and check the congee. Once you see that the rice grain turns white, bloated, it means, cooked.
If you boil further, the rice gets more bloated, and it means your congee will be very soft. Also have to take into consideration the pot is still hot and the congee will gets even soggy even after you have off the stove.
Pour in the boiled dried scallops (together with the water you boiled it with) into the congee. Stir well. Add salt to taste.
Serve it hot. If the congee is still bland, you can add Bovril or Light soya sauce to it.
Ta-ta! Scallop Congee for dummies!
PS: it works the same for Abalone Congee. Except that you buy canned Abalone, boil the congee with the water in the can, slice or dice the abalone. Abalone congee is faster to cook. if you are using scallops (not those dried ones), they are are fast to cook too.
LOL! You know what I mean? Sharks.........@#$$%$%^ dun know what I am talking about.
Ingredients you will need:
Rice grains
Dried scallops
Salt
Water
Bring water to boil in a small pot filled with half-filled water.
Decide the no. of scallops you wanna eat
Wash the dried scallops, soak with water, once they are soften, break the scallops with your fingers.
When water is boiled, put in dried scallop and simmer down the stove.
Boils the dried scallops until they are soften and whiten abit in color (from brown when it’s dried, to beige/light brown color when you boil it enough). Off the stove.
Get a big pot and cook your congee. Another way is to buy those rice cookers which you can cook congee in it too! Follow their manual instructions and you should know how to use it to cook congee.
If you like your congee to be very watery, add more water. Bring to boil. Simmer down the stove, and boil for another 10mins or so, constantly stir and check the congee. Once you see that the rice grain turns white, bloated, it means, cooked.
If you boil further, the rice gets more bloated, and it means your congee will be very soft. Also have to take into consideration the pot is still hot and the congee will gets even soggy even after you have off the stove.
Pour in the boiled dried scallops (together with the water you boiled it with) into the congee. Stir well. Add salt to taste.
Serve it hot. If the congee is still bland, you can add Bovril or Light soya sauce to it.
Ta-ta! Scallop Congee for dummies!
PS: it works the same for Abalone Congee. Except that you buy canned Abalone, boil the congee with the water in the can, slice or dice the abalone. Abalone congee is faster to cook. if you are using scallops (not those dried ones), they are are fast to cook too.
LOL! You know what I mean? Sharks.........@#$$%$%^ dun know what I am talking about.
Happy Bday Daddy!
It was a nice Sunday morning. The bedroom phone rang. Dad called, saying it’s time to wake up and help out your mother do the household chores! I replied saying everyone has woken up…..except me….but...and all are watching TV leh, not doing housework…including mummy. She is also watching TV leh……
Dad laughed.
After the call, I woke up and brushed my teeth. Had my breakfast and joined the rest, watching TV. While dad is working OT on his birthday, the rest of us nuah (laze) at home and watch TV at home. LOL!~
Then Qixing called when I was about to doze off on the sofa. He updated me on something and thinking about it, so funny! Apart from that, life goes on yah friend? Time will heal your pain.
Then YC came over and bought me the turtle soup and I got him to try my scallop porridge, which my mum, prefers to eat the dumpling 1st then to try my porridge. ARgh!!!!!!!!!
We shopped around at Anchorpoint and bought a chocolate mud from Secret Recipe, then to Ikea browsing through some ideal furnitures.
Then had a funny dinner at Zhou Zhuang together with my family cos its dad’s bday! The restaurant was kind enough to play the birthday song thru their system and got their staff, Donald Duck (his colleague addressed him as) to sing along the birthday song for our table. The more you play and tease the staff, they more rowdy they become. LOL! Then after that was to send bro off to camp overnight at his friend’s place so that he can finish off his FYP and then was home sweet home…
Thank you YC for all that you have done. : ) You are always so understanding and giving (Just like me). LOL...........
Dad laughed.
After the call, I woke up and brushed my teeth. Had my breakfast and joined the rest, watching TV. While dad is working OT on his birthday, the rest of us nuah (laze) at home and watch TV at home. LOL!~
Then Qixing called when I was about to doze off on the sofa. He updated me on something and thinking about it, so funny! Apart from that, life goes on yah friend? Time will heal your pain.
Then YC came over and bought me the turtle soup and I got him to try my scallop porridge, which my mum, prefers to eat the dumpling 1st then to try my porridge. ARgh!!!!!!!!!
We shopped around at Anchorpoint and bought a chocolate mud from Secret Recipe, then to Ikea browsing through some ideal furnitures.
Then had a funny dinner at Zhou Zhuang together with my family cos its dad’s bday! The restaurant was kind enough to play the birthday song thru their system and got their staff, Donald Duck (his colleague addressed him as) to sing along the birthday song for our table. The more you play and tease the staff, they more rowdy they become. LOL! Then after that was to send bro off to camp overnight at his friend’s place so that he can finish off his FYP and then was home sweet home…
Thank you YC for all that you have done. : ) You are always so understanding and giving (Just like me). LOL...........
CNY!
CNY is drawing near. Scrubbing the walls, vacuuming the dust, packing up my room. There are so many things to be done. I climbed the ladder, up and down, spraying the wall with magic clean and scrub with a toothbrush. We can’t paint the walls this year cos grandma passed away a year ago. And according to the Chinese custom, we are not allowed to paint the house I dun know why but let’s just respect that.
One of the thing I like most about the approaching CNY is that I can paint the house but guess not this year :( . The new tv console and coffee table will be arriving this Friday. The sofa cover will have to be washed (not by me tho), many old stuff to thrown, be replaced. The many other liquor bottles we have, some has to be stored or hide them away somewhere.
The windows are scheduled to be cleaned probably a week before CNY. Hope I dun free fall out from the window like those silly maids else I will definitely hit the headlines.
There are so many things I wanted to change! Getting a new side table so that we can store dad’s LDs away….Ya, those big, use-to-be expensive LDs which were popular many many years ago. Dad can’t bear to throw them away. Maybe doing up a new flower arrangement for the living room again this year. It’s task, bestow on me every year, to source for flowers and arrange them to deco the living room. Maybe getting a few nice photo frames to replace the old ones, getting a new pen holder for the living room, buying new curtains, bed sheets, dressing table, new mug and toothbrush holder for mum’s toilet, thinking of changing the shoe rack too….and many many other stuffs.
Then 14, 15, 16 Feb maybe traveling on cruise to accompany my parents for a short tour…well, the organizer is some mandarin radio station and guess some 95.8FM Djs will be there… …just dun ask me play those Valentine day games or CNY games with the aunties or uncles (or with their sons) else I will threaten to jump out from the cruise and swim back to Singapore! :(
As CNY is drawing near, I am excited about this long break again!
Its Spring Cleaning and Shopping time again folks!!
One of the thing I like most about the approaching CNY is that I can paint the house but guess not this year :( . The new tv console and coffee table will be arriving this Friday. The sofa cover will have to be washed (not by me tho), many old stuff to thrown, be replaced. The many other liquor bottles we have, some has to be stored or hide them away somewhere.
The windows are scheduled to be cleaned probably a week before CNY. Hope I dun free fall out from the window like those silly maids else I will definitely hit the headlines.
There are so many things I wanted to change! Getting a new side table so that we can store dad’s LDs away….Ya, those big, use-to-be expensive LDs which were popular many many years ago. Dad can’t bear to throw them away. Maybe doing up a new flower arrangement for the living room again this year. It’s task, bestow on me every year, to source for flowers and arrange them to deco the living room. Maybe getting a few nice photo frames to replace the old ones, getting a new pen holder for the living room, buying new curtains, bed sheets, dressing table, new mug and toothbrush holder for mum’s toilet, thinking of changing the shoe rack too….and many many other stuffs.
Then 14, 15, 16 Feb maybe traveling on cruise to accompany my parents for a short tour…well, the organizer is some mandarin radio station and guess some 95.8FM Djs will be there… …just dun ask me play those Valentine day games or CNY games with the aunties or uncles (or with their sons) else I will threaten to jump out from the cruise and swim back to Singapore! :(
As CNY is drawing near, I am excited about this long break again!
Its Spring Cleaning and Shopping time again folks!!
Law of Cause and Effect - also known as "Karma"
A most important premise in the Buddhist philosophy is that the course of one's life, generally called destiny is self-determined.
Underlying this premise is the concept of karma, a resultant condition arising from the causes one make in life.Buddhism teaches that the Law of cause and effect is a universal law underlying all phenomena in the universe.
The causes and effects one accumulates in life covers not just the present lifetime but the three existences of past, present and future. This is Buddhism's view of eternal life.Causes may be negative or positive, and they are accumulated through our thoughts, words and deeds.
What we are now is the result of past causes made. By the same reason then, what will become of us depends on the causes that we are making now.Besides, Buddhism also reveals the principle of simultaneity of cause and effect, though there may be a lapse of time before effect is manifest.
Thus, what matters most is the continued effort in laying positive causes, cherishing the present moment as the turning point in life.
Underlying this premise is the concept of karma, a resultant condition arising from the causes one make in life.Buddhism teaches that the Law of cause and effect is a universal law underlying all phenomena in the universe.
The causes and effects one accumulates in life covers not just the present lifetime but the three existences of past, present and future. This is Buddhism's view of eternal life.Causes may be negative or positive, and they are accumulated through our thoughts, words and deeds.
What we are now is the result of past causes made. By the same reason then, what will become of us depends on the causes that we are making now.Besides, Buddhism also reveals the principle of simultaneity of cause and effect, though there may be a lapse of time before effect is manifest.
Thus, what matters most is the continued effort in laying positive causes, cherishing the present moment as the turning point in life.
Thursday, January 10, 2008
Walking away
I’m walking away
Far away
I’m turning away
Distance myself away
I am never in your way
We have never crossed our ways
The twines untangled along the way
How relieved I may
I smiled as I lay
Upon the stars I pray
That love will make you gay
I am leaving all the rays
You gave during those days
Faded memories, time don’t make them stay
Move on, many will say
That short stint you gave
Was enough to leave foot prints on my bay
The waves will come anyway
And footprints will leave no more stain.
Like a seagull I have found my way
Breaking free from those sorrow days
No eyes, no ears, no sense I may
So I can break free from those sorrow days.
Far away
I’m turning away
Distance myself away
I am never in your way
We have never crossed our ways
The twines untangled along the way
How relieved I may
I smiled as I lay
Upon the stars I pray
That love will make you gay
I am leaving all the rays
You gave during those days
Faded memories, time don’t make them stay
Move on, many will say
That short stint you gave
Was enough to leave foot prints on my bay
The waves will come anyway
And footprints will leave no more stain.
Like a seagull I have found my way
Breaking free from those sorrow days
No eyes, no ears, no sense I may
So I can break free from those sorrow days.
Wednesday, January 09, 2008
Recovering.......?
I decided to see the doctor. Was asked to do an X-ray and wait for the report before returning back to the clinic.
I went back home to change and bring along a bag as I foresee I will have to remove my bra before doing my X ray. It will be so embarrassing to let those Bangala seeing me holding my bra in my hand, standing at the lobby while they have a chance to peep at my flat chest for anything protruding. Yes, they are creepers, smiling and “nah nah nah, neh neh neh, mah mah mah” every time they talk.
She gave me something to clear my airway, something she says she will give to an asthma patient and warned me of the side effect though it’s normal. I took it in the night and felt the power of it. The heart races too fast I cannot sleep. I felt it running faster than I can even breathe. My arms felt sore and the torture lasted the whole night. I could not sleep well. The next day, I felt stoned and in daze.
YC was nicely enough to drop by after work to visit me with egg tarts, my fav hot dogs, and almond paste dessert. How do you know I have cravings for egg tarts at that moment!? We go drink turtle soup when I gets well oke?
Then I had sandwich for lunch today. And the amt of meat patty is miserable! (See below)
Just looking forward to home soon……why aren’t the clock ticking any faster…sigh……
I went back home to change and bring along a bag as I foresee I will have to remove my bra before doing my X ray. It will be so embarrassing to let those Bangala seeing me holding my bra in my hand, standing at the lobby while they have a chance to peep at my flat chest for anything protruding. Yes, they are creepers, smiling and “nah nah nah, neh neh neh, mah mah mah” every time they talk.
Met up with Ginnise to pass her the long outdated Christmas gift and I went to take a lift. I startled and shivered. I saw him…that familiar spooky look. He still looks the same. I knew he stared at me, wondering if it’s me. Then he moved closer. I pretended I did not recognize him. I laid my head low. Then he moved right behind me…I am so worried. But I cannot show any signs that I have recognized him. The lift arrived. Thank god there were other shoppers in the same lift. I knew he was observing me from behind. The few secs felt like they were few hours. The lift stopped at Level 3. Thank god he alighted with his friend.
I reach the X Ray clinic, constantly checking the see through glass door for any sign of him. Upon completing my X Ray, I called Ginnise for help and hid in her branch while waiting for my report.
As I predicted, nothing bad was written on the report. Happily, I went back to the clinic only to find that it’s closed. So I grumbled (as usual) and walked back for dinner, only to return back the third time to show the x-ray report to doc for “clearance”.
She gave me something to clear my airway, something she says she will give to an asthma patient and warned me of the side effect though it’s normal. I took it in the night and felt the power of it. The heart races too fast I cannot sleep. I felt it running faster than I can even breathe. My arms felt sore and the torture lasted the whole night. I could not sleep well. The next day, I felt stoned and in daze.
Went back to the clinic to ask her change the medication for me. Then she said if the cough persists, I will have to do a blood test. I have been tortured by this cough and flu for 2 weeks now. Glad it’s getting better though not fully recovered.
YC was nicely enough to drop by after work to visit me with egg tarts, my fav hot dogs, and almond paste dessert. How do you know I have cravings for egg tarts at that moment!? We go drink turtle soup when I gets well oke?
Then I had sandwich for lunch today. And the amt of meat patty is miserable! (See below)
Just looking forward to home soon……why aren’t the clock ticking any faster…sigh……
Friday, January 04, 2008
My lunch with her......
I ordered for MEATBALLS SPAGHETTI. My order came and we were chatting while waiting for her plate of PRAWN PASTE CHICKEN RICE to be ready.
Then I went to get her a set of fork and spoon and waited for her plate of PRAWN PASTE CHICKEN RICE to arrive before I dug into my MEATBALLS SPAGHETTI. Then with a swift movement, she held the fork and poked into one of the meat balls on my plate of MEATBALLS SPAGHETTI and concurrently said “I try your meat ball hor”
I am shocked.
Then her plate of PRAWN PASTE CHICKEN RICE arrived. She ate and ate and talk and talk and ate and ate and ate and did not offer me a part of the prawn paste chicken. Not even the tip of the wing.
4 meatballs minus 1 in her stomach. I am left with 3 meatballs with a big plate of spaghetti….pathetic lunch I had today….
.............i dun like to share.............*weep*
Then I went to get her a set of fork and spoon and waited for her plate of PRAWN PASTE CHICKEN RICE to arrive before I dug into my MEATBALLS SPAGHETTI. Then with a swift movement, she held the fork and poked into one of the meat balls on my plate of MEATBALLS SPAGHETTI and concurrently said “I try your meat ball hor”
I am shocked.
Then her plate of PRAWN PASTE CHICKEN RICE arrived. She ate and ate and talk and talk and ate and ate and ate and did not offer me a part of the prawn paste chicken. Not even the tip of the wing.
4 meatballs minus 1 in her stomach. I am left with 3 meatballs with a big plate of spaghetti….pathetic lunch I had today….
.............i dun like to share.............*weep*
Thursday, January 03, 2008
My dream.....
I can’t remember much. But I was in a room, like an ancient inn or something. I seem to be like a 侠女。
Together there were four of us. Two guys, one girl and me. Some foods were offered to us. I tried the soup, and suddenly felt unconscious. The rest knew the soup has been drugged. Suddenly I gain my consciousness then together with the rest, we forged that we are already down. We knew our enemies are going to jump on us anytime they knew we have been trapped. Slowly, I crawled to my friends and handed them a cane each (as a weapon). Then I crept to the lighting switch (suddenly the ancient inn evolved into my living room) and then while I was about to switch off the lights trying to ambush our enemies, I found a bamboo stick. I grab it.
With the lights off, with the bamboo stick in my left hand and a cane in my right hand, I treated the cane and the bamboo stick as my 打狗棒! In the dark, I swung my left and right hands in circles, hoping by luck I will hit my enemies, at least one.
Then I woke up….
Wiping off my saliva....reading a sms from my phone.....it was 12:10am…..I giggled out loud….and went to pee…then back to bed again…..
Together there were four of us. Two guys, one girl and me. Some foods were offered to us. I tried the soup, and suddenly felt unconscious. The rest knew the soup has been drugged. Suddenly I gain my consciousness then together with the rest, we forged that we are already down. We knew our enemies are going to jump on us anytime they knew we have been trapped. Slowly, I crawled to my friends and handed them a cane each (as a weapon). Then I crept to the lighting switch (suddenly the ancient inn evolved into my living room) and then while I was about to switch off the lights trying to ambush our enemies, I found a bamboo stick. I grab it.
With the lights off, with the bamboo stick in my left hand and a cane in my right hand, I treated the cane and the bamboo stick as my 打狗棒! In the dark, I swung my left and right hands in circles, hoping by luck I will hit my enemies, at least one.
Then I woke up….
Wiping off my saliva....reading a sms from my phone.....it was 12:10am…..I giggled out loud….and went to pee…then back to bed again…..
Wednesday, January 02, 2008
New Year aftermath
Merry New Year! In case anyone is wondering why I have not been updating since my last post, rest assured, I am not dead, yet.
Was pretty sick since 27th after my infection. Was down with coughing and eventually with flu, which drags on until today. Partly becos I did not see doctor for any prescriptions, partly because my poor health takes longer time to recover, partly becos I am still taking junk food but! No more taking chocolates.
The body is constantly feeling feverish, the finger tips and foot beds are cold. Waking up is dreadful. But I can still shout and talk loudly…only to be caught up with shortness of breath and then falling asleep soon on the sofa cos of feeling fatigue.
New Year Eve is most dreadful for me this year. Despite the fact that I am coughing and dripping mucus, I went to work. Anyway it’s just a half day I will be able to go home for a good rest. My colleague was nice enough, quietly walked over to my workstation with a bottle of “Pi Par Kao” and whispered “You want this? Its good for throat”. I was taken back in surprise and rejected in a friendly way by replying “I got lozenges with me, thanks anyway”. He then showed me where he places his “Pi Par Kao” in case I need it, I can help myself. That’s so considerate.
Finally when it’s time to head home, thank god, dad was not working and was able to pick me up from my work place. That was heaven when I reached home. Slept thru and woke up in the evening feeling abit better. Sorry guys I am not able to meet up for countdown gatherings at whoever’s house.
But not wanting to miss this new year eve, I met up with YC in the late evening. We sent Sis to her friend’s place for her celebration while the two of us dropped by a Jap Rest in East Coast to grab a bite. Then spinning, thinking of what to do, finally decided to go to Tanjong Rhu to try our luck if we can see the fireworks from afar. I laid back on the car seat, adjusted it abit lower for some comfort, feeling cold and weak and can’t talk much. The windows were wound down, the strong wind blew in and comforted me. We saw passer bys riding on bicycles, some other cars were waiting at the same spot as us, sharing the same intention.
I looked at the time, counting the minutes drawing near. I knew it was 2008 when I saw the fireworks popping out right before my eyes. YC drove out nearer along to the road side so that we can catch a better glimpse of it. Slowly the crowds formed. Drivers slowed down their vehicles. Lovers hugged and admired the great works. Though the view was blocked by some tall trees, but we are contented to see ¾ of it. The fireworks glittered before us. They sure looked like “Twinkle twinkle little stars”. It’s really a unique way of celebrating this New Year eve cos YC and I have no intention to plan or confirm that we will be able to see the fireworks from the route we stopped. Glad it happened.
Thank you YC, for giving me such a memorable one. Then when it ended, I saw my friend Jing Loong directing the traffic. I shouted out his name from far and was glad that I am able to catch his attention. Evelyn is going through labor end Feb and I hope to visit her soon. Sorry for neglecting both of you after your wedding. I hope I can make it up. But Jing Loong I have been updating myself through your blog! Very glad that Evelyn is well and healthy!
New Year day was quite a boring one. Was trying to call mac delivery for big breakfast only to be a little too late for that and ended up ordering mac spicy. I know its sinful to eat “heaty” food while not recovering yet but I can’t help it. Was trying so hard to get engaged on the line, I must order something right? Then we helped out with the shifting of the fish tank in the house. Then was sleeping in the living room with my blanket only to wake up in the evening for dinner with YC. I was beginning to eat the ramen when I feel out of breath again. This time, it came suddenly and I have to stop eating to catch some breath. I drew a few deep breaths. It felt as if I am suffocated. There was not enough oxygen to my brains. I am worry that I may suffer a stroke at young age. I mean, it’s getting pretty common these days.
My finger tips are constantly cold and my palms are warm. I can’t walk while talking else I will be gasping for air. Occasionally feeling the shift of my vision and dizzy spells, I have to walk, no, stroll slowly in the mall. Then YC took me to a spin and we went to Changi Airport for a walk before heading home for a good rest.
It was 3am when I woke up from my sleep and I can’t get back to my dreamland again. Tossing and feeling unable to breath properly as if a layer of mattress is covering my chest. And I am feeling anxious. I dun know what went wrong or where went wrong. But one thing for sure, I hope I will recover one of these days...
Was pretty sick since 27th after my infection. Was down with coughing and eventually with flu, which drags on until today. Partly becos I did not see doctor for any prescriptions, partly because my poor health takes longer time to recover, partly becos I am still taking junk food but! No more taking chocolates.
The body is constantly feeling feverish, the finger tips and foot beds are cold. Waking up is dreadful. But I can still shout and talk loudly…only to be caught up with shortness of breath and then falling asleep soon on the sofa cos of feeling fatigue.
New Year Eve is most dreadful for me this year. Despite the fact that I am coughing and dripping mucus, I went to work. Anyway it’s just a half day I will be able to go home for a good rest. My colleague was nice enough, quietly walked over to my workstation with a bottle of “Pi Par Kao” and whispered “You want this? Its good for throat”. I was taken back in surprise and rejected in a friendly way by replying “I got lozenges with me, thanks anyway”. He then showed me where he places his “Pi Par Kao” in case I need it, I can help myself. That’s so considerate.
Finally when it’s time to head home, thank god, dad was not working and was able to pick me up from my work place. That was heaven when I reached home. Slept thru and woke up in the evening feeling abit better. Sorry guys I am not able to meet up for countdown gatherings at whoever’s house.
But not wanting to miss this new year eve, I met up with YC in the late evening. We sent Sis to her friend’s place for her celebration while the two of us dropped by a Jap Rest in East Coast to grab a bite. Then spinning, thinking of what to do, finally decided to go to Tanjong Rhu to try our luck if we can see the fireworks from afar. I laid back on the car seat, adjusted it abit lower for some comfort, feeling cold and weak and can’t talk much. The windows were wound down, the strong wind blew in and comforted me. We saw passer bys riding on bicycles, some other cars were waiting at the same spot as us, sharing the same intention.
I looked at the time, counting the minutes drawing near. I knew it was 2008 when I saw the fireworks popping out right before my eyes. YC drove out nearer along to the road side so that we can catch a better glimpse of it. Slowly the crowds formed. Drivers slowed down their vehicles. Lovers hugged and admired the great works. Though the view was blocked by some tall trees, but we are contented to see ¾ of it. The fireworks glittered before us. They sure looked like “Twinkle twinkle little stars”. It’s really a unique way of celebrating this New Year eve cos YC and I have no intention to plan or confirm that we will be able to see the fireworks from the route we stopped. Glad it happened.
Thank you YC, for giving me such a memorable one. Then when it ended, I saw my friend Jing Loong directing the traffic. I shouted out his name from far and was glad that I am able to catch his attention. Evelyn is going through labor end Feb and I hope to visit her soon. Sorry for neglecting both of you after your wedding. I hope I can make it up. But Jing Loong I have been updating myself through your blog! Very glad that Evelyn is well and healthy!
New Year day was quite a boring one. Was trying to call mac delivery for big breakfast only to be a little too late for that and ended up ordering mac spicy. I know its sinful to eat “heaty” food while not recovering yet but I can’t help it. Was trying so hard to get engaged on the line, I must order something right? Then we helped out with the shifting of the fish tank in the house. Then was sleeping in the living room with my blanket only to wake up in the evening for dinner with YC. I was beginning to eat the ramen when I feel out of breath again. This time, it came suddenly and I have to stop eating to catch some breath. I drew a few deep breaths. It felt as if I am suffocated. There was not enough oxygen to my brains. I am worry that I may suffer a stroke at young age. I mean, it’s getting pretty common these days.
My finger tips are constantly cold and my palms are warm. I can’t walk while talking else I will be gasping for air. Occasionally feeling the shift of my vision and dizzy spells, I have to walk, no, stroll slowly in the mall. Then YC took me to a spin and we went to Changi Airport for a walk before heading home for a good rest.
It was 3am when I woke up from my sleep and I can’t get back to my dreamland again. Tossing and feeling unable to breath properly as if a layer of mattress is covering my chest. And I am feeling anxious. I dun know what went wrong or where went wrong. But one thing for sure, I hope I will recover one of these days...
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