31st Dec 2004? What does it signifies? The end of a fruitful year as it ushers us into a new and refreshing 2005? Probably you'll be celebrating your existence on earth this day (happy birthday!!), even expecting a new arrival in your home (read: a baby of course!!). What will you be doing on this day? Preparing for a wild time counting down @ Sentosa or clubbing along the whole stretch of Mohd Sultan, pub hopping perhaps??
This day is special, not for me but for a very good friend of mine. Because on this day, he will be declared leaving bachelorhood for good and pledging himself to be a good husband, and in future, a good father. Yes, he is getting married. I am truly happy for him. But, there is more than one thing to be happy about. Year 2005 will be a good year, at least a good headstart for him. Having plough and slough for the past 4 years, he had finally found a good job, good pay, good benefits and nonethelessly, good prospects. Elated. Bewildered. This is DOUBLE HAPPINESS!! Thank GOD for His grace upon this buddy of mine.
You must be wondering...bewildered?? Yes, I can't find any scientific proof (not that I really spent ages pondering over it) but don't you realised that when you are down and out, things usually just go haywired, for no reason. It'll pushed you to your limits. With positive thinking, you might see this as a chance to build up your character but a slight negativity, will slumped you hard. Depression might even be the end result.
Yet, when things are looking up, it will go high up...all smooth-sailing that you began to wonder if its existence is for real and for good in that sense.
All this boils down to a matter of perspective. How you actually look and interprete at things which in turn, determines how you should walk your life. Oh, I digress. Never mind me. Happy New Year 2005 to you and may the year ahead be a fruitful one with dreams comes true and goals fulfilled.
I'm Back!
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I'm back. Back from my long holidays and back to work unfortunately. After a week break, I felt more lethargic than energized. Was in singapore all these while and sad to say, I didn't really have a relaxing day at all except for yesterday. Had been running errands, my goodness, I sure got lots of stuff waiting to be cleared. Managed to accomplished some of the tasks top in my priority list, like clearing up my overloaded-with-trash cabinets. The drawers kinda warped at the bottom. 2 main causes: 1) the material of the cabinets was really really disastrous despite buying from a well-known and much-celebrated foreign furniture maker 2) the cabinets finally succumbed to the huge amount of trash accumulated over the years. Unwanted stuff (mainly notes and unopened letters) contributed to 3 large bags. Now my cabinets looks and are by the way, spick and span. But I got the wardrobe and side cupboard to clear as well. This proves to be a even bigger project, hahaha. So I got to heave it aside for the time being.
For the umpteen times, I am seriously going to be on diet. But I really have gained weight and I think it is getting prominent and into me as well that this is the time to be more religiously in my food intake. I feel so sad and helpless when I had to dress up for an outing to find that most (almost) of my clothes are getting tight at the waistline and my tummy looks kinda bulging. Sad. But I can't help it. I have been indulging in good food all these while when I was on leave, and had 2 servings of all-you-can-eat-buffet in between. Christmas is such a joyous festive season that makes you want to eat more. Ok, maybe I should stop procastinating and really get on to some ground work to start my diet plans rather than be in denial mode and blaming on the holiday mood that sets me swinging from mouth-watery delicacies to irresistable pastries.
Then there was the meeting with my boss about me leaving. Was asked to reconsider and supposed to give him an answer by this week. I wished I am more articulate and vocab-powered so that I can "smoked" him all the way, high up to the clouds. What am I blabbering about?? Bah!!
For the umpteen times, I am seriously going to be on diet. But I really have gained weight and I think it is getting prominent and into me as well that this is the time to be more religiously in my food intake. I feel so sad and helpless when I had to dress up for an outing to find that most (almost) of my clothes are getting tight at the waistline and my tummy looks kinda bulging. Sad. But I can't help it. I have been indulging in good food all these while when I was on leave, and had 2 servings of all-you-can-eat-buffet in between. Christmas is such a joyous festive season that makes you want to eat more. Ok, maybe I should stop procastinating and really get on to some ground work to start my diet plans rather than be in denial mode and blaming on the holiday mood that sets me swinging from mouth-watery delicacies to irresistable pastries.
Then there was the meeting with my boss about me leaving. Was asked to reconsider and supposed to give him an answer by this week. I wished I am more articulate and vocab-powered so that I can "smoked" him all the way, high up to the clouds. What am I blabbering about?? Bah!!
Nothing Much
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My blog hasn't been updated much lately...simply because I was just too lazy to pen down my thoughts. In fact, today is the start of my week-long vacation or rather a long awaited break from work. Nothing interesting except for some irritating and inconsiderate pests I met in the cinema which was not worth me delving any deeper into it.
Mocked
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Mocked. I made a fool out of myself. I should have kept everything to myself instead. It was just plain naive of me to think that being open and truthful is the right thing to do but I am wrong. This will be the biggest mistake that I had ever made.
Our Memories
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The old times I relished
Of laughter, tears and joy
Though it wasn't all smooth-sailing
Or as rosy as it could be
Like raindrops falling from the sky
Tears welled up in me
For laughter ceased with merry-making
Without you here with me
Now you are gone
Far away from me
Only memories are mine to keep
In my heart, you'll always be
***with intense emotions and quirky thoughts, moi churn out this blog***
Of laughter, tears and joy
Though it wasn't all smooth-sailing
Or as rosy as it could be
Like raindrops falling from the sky
Tears welled up in me
For laughter ceased with merry-making
Without you here with me
Now you are gone
Far away from me
Only memories are mine to keep
In my heart, you'll always be
***with intense emotions and quirky thoughts, moi churn out this blog***
Tonight
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Today is a warm night. Or is the heat due to the fact that I am still feeling abit feverish? I have been wheezing and coughing non-stop for the past 2 days. In fact, I am on medical leave today. The medicine makes me so weak and drowsy that I spent most of my time snugging in bed and dreaming away. That is one of the reason why I am still up and blogging away simply because I am too AWAKE to fall asleep anytime.
Nothing interesting though, probably just the time to make a decision that will affect my life, at least for the next 2 years.
Truly enough, I feel that the older you get, the more intimidating things seemed to be. Or is it with the process of aging, one's courage will diminished rapidly? The once daredevilish risk-taker character has now become the coward that refused to come out of the protective shell?
Nothing interesting though, probably just the time to make a decision that will affect my life, at least for the next 2 years.
Truly enough, I feel that the older you get, the more intimidating things seemed to be. Or is it with the process of aging, one's courage will diminished rapidly? The once daredevilish risk-taker character has now become the coward that refused to come out of the protective shell?
3 Guys
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From a trusted source.
It says, " In life, you will meet 3 guys. The first guy will be someone whom you love very much. The second guy will be someone who will love you very much. The third person will be someone whom you will live with for the rest of your life."
- Anonymous
What's your say??
It says, " In life, you will meet 3 guys. The first guy will be someone whom you love very much. The second guy will be someone who will love you very much. The third person will be someone whom you will live with for the rest of your life."
- Anonymous
What's your say??
Lunch with a Surprise!!
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Lunch today was an uneventful experience. I had a late lunch due to my kick-boxing session that ended around 1pm. It was 2:30pm when I stepped into the cafeteria. According to my past experience, new hot food will usually be ready by 2pm for peeps who wanted a late lunch or just some snack for tea-break. So I ordered a plate of mee goreng, some clams (cooked in thick chilli and curry gravy). There wasn't much choice so I had to settle for the less platable stuff if not, I would have to go through the afternoon with an empty stomach.
The clams wasn't as nice as I thought, in fact, some tiny beads of sand found their way into my mouth. Spitting them out, I continue eating till I saw something. To my intensified horror, a pebble was among the clams, soaking itself in the gravy. My goodness, I almost vomitted out everything and it would have made a mess on my plate. Gruesome to be exact. All eating ceased no matter how hungry I was because it totally ruined my appetite.
So, with the evidence in my hand, I went over to the cafeteria supervisor (he got the meanest look and he is in the state whereby he is always almost ready to jump at anyone). I complained to him about my discovery. He just took one look at me, then at the pebble (which is still lying comfortably in the pool of gravy) and slowly (almost graciously) picked up the pebble and threw it aside. He tried to explain, mumbling away, trying to push away his responsibility. Though he apologised and wanting to compensate, I declined. It is not about compensation that I was concerned about, but through this incident, the degree of cleanliness and hygiene is questionable. The pebble is BIG enough to be noticed and yet it was taken as an extra ingredient.
Well, I can never overcome the psychological effect it caused me. So traumatised by the incident, I ended up vomitting out everything. I should have taken a photo and probably add to this entry to let you all have a look at the notorious pebble. Too shaken to think of anything. The thought of the pebble in the food just irks me. At least for the time being, I vowed not to touch the food at the cafeteria again.
I was comtemplating whether or not to raise this issue to the HR or should I just let it go till the pebble strike another victim again.
Talking about compensation, my fellow colleague was teasing me that the cafeteria supervisor might just get me an even BIGGER pebble. That was pretty assuring, huh??
Nevertheless, it still left me with an empty stomach. Bah!
The clams wasn't as nice as I thought, in fact, some tiny beads of sand found their way into my mouth. Spitting them out, I continue eating till I saw something. To my intensified horror, a pebble was among the clams, soaking itself in the gravy. My goodness, I almost vomitted out everything and it would have made a mess on my plate. Gruesome to be exact. All eating ceased no matter how hungry I was because it totally ruined my appetite.
So, with the evidence in my hand, I went over to the cafeteria supervisor (he got the meanest look and he is in the state whereby he is always almost ready to jump at anyone). I complained to him about my discovery. He just took one look at me, then at the pebble (which is still lying comfortably in the pool of gravy) and slowly (almost graciously) picked up the pebble and threw it aside. He tried to explain, mumbling away, trying to push away his responsibility. Though he apologised and wanting to compensate, I declined. It is not about compensation that I was concerned about, but through this incident, the degree of cleanliness and hygiene is questionable. The pebble is BIG enough to be noticed and yet it was taken as an extra ingredient.
Well, I can never overcome the psychological effect it caused me. So traumatised by the incident, I ended up vomitting out everything. I should have taken a photo and probably add to this entry to let you all have a look at the notorious pebble. Too shaken to think of anything. The thought of the pebble in the food just irks me. At least for the time being, I vowed not to touch the food at the cafeteria again.
I was comtemplating whether or not to raise this issue to the HR or should I just let it go till the pebble strike another victim again.
Talking about compensation, my fellow colleague was teasing me that the cafeteria supervisor might just get me an even BIGGER pebble. That was pretty assuring, huh??
Nevertheless, it still left me with an empty stomach. Bah!
Suicidal
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Moi
Today is one of the few occasions that I feel extremely and terribly suicidal. Just when I was about to pen down all my thoughts, the phone went on to speaker phone mode, all by itself. Weird. It would have been described as eerie if I was the only one left in my lab. The whole corridor is deserted and almost everyone has left the premises. Wanted so much to get out of this lab which have "jailed" me for the past decent 8hrs and here I am, still stuck here doing overtime out of my own will. Because I need to utilise my time. Instead of idling around or go on shopping spree which I will DEFINITELY regret later, I have decided to stay on to finish up some work.
Work has been very unsatisfying for the past months especially after I graduate. Coming to work can be dreadful at times and unmotivating. Super low morale. I would often stare at my monitor blankly, my mind wondering away from me unconsciously. The moment (read: graduation) that I longed for came but left me even more troubled. Worried and uncertain about my future. The scenario should have been a future shining brightly for me, but I seemed to engulfed in misty and darkness. Worst still, I am having weird and bizzare nightmares recently. Those with repeated patterns. Is it a sign? Trying to tell me something? Arrrrrrr....I am not talking sense now.
I need to get out of here, yes, right now. Away from this room when you see nothing but walls, walls and more walls. I feel trapped. Unable to think, unable to comprehend.
Am I having a mid-life (as in mid-twenties) crisis?? Oh, GOD help me!!
Work has been very unsatisfying for the past months especially after I graduate. Coming to work can be dreadful at times and unmotivating. Super low morale. I would often stare at my monitor blankly, my mind wondering away from me unconsciously. The moment (read: graduation) that I longed for came but left me even more troubled. Worried and uncertain about my future. The scenario should have been a future shining brightly for me, but I seemed to engulfed in misty and darkness. Worst still, I am having weird and bizzare nightmares recently. Those with repeated patterns. Is it a sign? Trying to tell me something? Arrrrrrr....I am not talking sense now.
I need to get out of here, yes, right now. Away from this room when you see nothing but walls, walls and more walls. I feel trapped. Unable to think, unable to comprehend.
Am I having a mid-life (as in mid-twenties) crisis?? Oh, GOD help me!!
Quiz - Where Does Your Beauty Lie??
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Your Beauty lies in Contradiction. Controversial, unpredictable, and never what anyone expects.You appearance and your personality are two opposite things. Even your appearance sends different signals to different people. To some you may look innocent and sweet, to others you look mysterious and intimidating at the same time. No one ever knows what to expect with you. 
You are a little bit of everything all mixed together. You can be watching the football game with the guys one minute and the next out shopping at the mall. You seem to be almost adifferent person every time you meet someone, but at the same time you knowexactly who you are and there is always that one thing that makes you you. You enjoy keeping people guessing and people love how completely unpredictable youare.
Some ThingsThat Represent You: Element:Fire, Water Animal: Chameleon Color:
Gemstone:Opal Mythological Creature: Gryphon,
Quote:"Appearances can be deceiving."
Dark Tones, LightTones Song: Everything by Alanis Morriesette
Expression:Half-smile
Half-breeds Sign:Gemini Planet: Mars Hair Color: Red
Eye Color:Brown
Where Does Your Beauty Lie? ..::Original Pictures Are Back! Detailed Results::..
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My Faith
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I came to know GOD through my eldest sister when I was in my teens. It was an exhilarating experience. I was invited to watch a play in a reaching-out-gospel-sharing event. The play was truly entertaining and sent me into heaps of laughter. But the most memorable part was nearing the end of the event. We were asked, if we wanted, to say the Lord's Prayer to accept Christ as our Saviour. (read: to be christians). Honestly, I didn't know why then, I raised up my hand.
The moment I closed my eyes to say the Lord's Prayer, I feel a sense of uneasiness. Images of my parents flooded my mind. It dawned on me at that moment that if ever my parents were to pass on one fine day, I will not be able to pay respect to them. By means of burning joss sticks of course for it was believed to be worshipping. We should only worship GOD, the One and only Almighty. At my tender age back then, I was flustered and didn't know what to do. Wondering if I can null the prayer that took place just minutes ago.
The event was over and left me with uncertainties on my mind. My supposing new lease of life as christian started and ended on the same note. It was after several years later on a orientation day event, that i came across Campus Crusade for Christ. Back then, I re-accepted Christ and said the Lord's Prayer. Without an doubt and also without any clue, why I came to the decision. But GOD always works in the most miraculous ways, that no one perhaps only HIM can offered a good explanation. It was so much better for this time, no images of my parents flashes across, no nothing.
When semester started, I diligently attended the bible study with one of the senior. Once weekly, but soon it was a chore to meet up. There's nothing wrong with my sister-in-christ, I was just not committed enough. I also attended my sister's church (just once) and later changed to a nearby church, introduced by her friends. I attendedthe church service every Sunday religiously though at times I skipped to watch cartoon or just plain lazy to wake up. It started fine but soon I felt trapped. Everyone seemed to know me even though I have never met them before. But sad to say, none knew me personally. Just by a twinkle at the corner of their eyes, I could almost hear them saying, "oh this is so and so sister". I bet they wouldn't even know my name (except for a minority). No sense of belonging.
Soon I met my 2nd boyfriend who is also a Christian. It just happened that he is also, at that time, attending a nearby church. For a start, we attended our own church till it was time for him to be enlisted to the army. We thought it would be better if we could attend the same church, it inevidently created more chance for us to meet especially when weekends are precious to us. Bethesda Cathedral, located at Chai Chee was our home church for the next 2-3 years. Without failed, we go for oikos on friday nights and sermon on sunday morning. Occasionally, we would helped out in the children's ministry. Honestly, he was more faithful than me in any ways. I felt pressurized. I was never (not even now) well-versed in the Bible. Somehow, I felt I was a stumbling block to him to be close to GOD. We had arguments regarding our faith though we always managed to work through it. My faith was just not strong enough to resist temptations of the secular world. I ceased going to church after we broke up for I felt awkward seeing him again.
Until now, it has been years since I attended a church service. I very much wanted to find a church where I feel a sense of belonging. To go to a church where at least I know of a person who will help me walk the life of a christian. But somehow the moment I felt a strong urge to attend service, and when my sister offered me her church, I almost instantanteously harbour second thoughts. I need to re-discover and re-evaluate my life as a christian. I felt like a lost sheep looking for the shepherd.
Though my faith is not strong, I still consider myself as a christian. I longed forthe day where my walk with GOD is deepened spiritually. For christian is not a religion, it is a nurturing relationship with our Heavenly Father.
May GOD send me someone who will bring me to church so that in time to come, I can blessed those around me and be a good testimony to them. Amen.
***with intense emotions and quirky thoughts, moi churn out this blog***
The moment I closed my eyes to say the Lord's Prayer, I feel a sense of uneasiness. Images of my parents flooded my mind. It dawned on me at that moment that if ever my parents were to pass on one fine day, I will not be able to pay respect to them. By means of burning joss sticks of course for it was believed to be worshipping. We should only worship GOD, the One and only Almighty. At my tender age back then, I was flustered and didn't know what to do. Wondering if I can null the prayer that took place just minutes ago.
The event was over and left me with uncertainties on my mind. My supposing new lease of life as christian started and ended on the same note. It was after several years later on a orientation day event, that i came across Campus Crusade for Christ. Back then, I re-accepted Christ and said the Lord's Prayer. Without an doubt and also without any clue, why I came to the decision. But GOD always works in the most miraculous ways, that no one perhaps only HIM can offered a good explanation. It was so much better for this time, no images of my parents flashes across, no nothing.
When semester started, I diligently attended the bible study with one of the senior. Once weekly, but soon it was a chore to meet up. There's nothing wrong with my sister-in-christ, I was just not committed enough. I also attended my sister's church (just once) and later changed to a nearby church, introduced by her friends. I attendedthe church service every Sunday religiously though at times I skipped to watch cartoon or just plain lazy to wake up. It started fine but soon I felt trapped. Everyone seemed to know me even though I have never met them before. But sad to say, none knew me personally. Just by a twinkle at the corner of their eyes, I could almost hear them saying, "oh this is so and so sister". I bet they wouldn't even know my name (except for a minority). No sense of belonging.
Soon I met my 2nd boyfriend who is also a Christian. It just happened that he is also, at that time, attending a nearby church. For a start, we attended our own church till it was time for him to be enlisted to the army. We thought it would be better if we could attend the same church, it inevidently created more chance for us to meet especially when weekends are precious to us. Bethesda Cathedral, located at Chai Chee was our home church for the next 2-3 years. Without failed, we go for oikos on friday nights and sermon on sunday morning. Occasionally, we would helped out in the children's ministry. Honestly, he was more faithful than me in any ways. I felt pressurized. I was never (not even now) well-versed in the Bible. Somehow, I felt I was a stumbling block to him to be close to GOD. We had arguments regarding our faith though we always managed to work through it. My faith was just not strong enough to resist temptations of the secular world. I ceased going to church after we broke up for I felt awkward seeing him again.
Until now, it has been years since I attended a church service. I very much wanted to find a church where I feel a sense of belonging. To go to a church where at least I know of a person who will help me walk the life of a christian. But somehow the moment I felt a strong urge to attend service, and when my sister offered me her church, I almost instantanteously harbour second thoughts. I need to re-discover and re-evaluate my life as a christian. I felt like a lost sheep looking for the shepherd.
Though my faith is not strong, I still consider myself as a christian. I longed forthe day where my walk with GOD is deepened spiritually. For christian is not a religion, it is a nurturing relationship with our Heavenly Father.
May GOD send me someone who will bring me to church so that in time to come, I can blessed those around me and be a good testimony to them. Amen.
***with intense emotions and quirky thoughts, moi churn out this blog***
Blogging Away
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My very first thought of blogging was to provide an alternative for my own mind ramblings rather than doing scribblings on pieces of paper and losing them in mere minutes. But it also turned out to be an outlet for my emotions outburst just about everything and anything happening around or to me. Initially, I thought it was rather weird to have someone read my blog. Paradoxically, I found myself, rather religiously reading blogs that belong to strangers. Either out of curiousity or for that one interesting article which I happened to chanced upon by pure luck.
Which ever way it may edged on, blogging (read: reading or even writing my own) has been a must-do of my day-to-day priority list. Akin to a caffeine addict who needs at least a cuppa or two to perk the day up.
Well, recently I seemed to have become a counsellor to a guy whose blogs (yes, every single one of them) is filled with sadness. Each, lamenting about the loss of his love and how lonely he felt without her. She is not in heaven, they just merely parted for 8 months and he is still holding on to the failed relationship. How he seemed to be engulfed in total darkness, failing to see and appreciate and of course to enjoy the good things he missed out in life. This is a young man who has a future shining brightly for him. I should MYOB, you may think but I can relate to him.
Let just hope that he will "wake"up soon to realise that time awaits for no one (and definitely not for him) and is ticking away quietly.
Which ever way it may edged on, blogging (read: reading or even writing my own) has been a must-do of my day-to-day priority list. Akin to a caffeine addict who needs at least a cuppa or two to perk the day up.
Well, recently I seemed to have become a counsellor to a guy whose blogs (yes, every single one of them) is filled with sadness. Each, lamenting about the loss of his love and how lonely he felt without her. She is not in heaven, they just merely parted for 8 months and he is still holding on to the failed relationship. How he seemed to be engulfed in total darkness, failing to see and appreciate and of course to enjoy the good things he missed out in life. This is a young man who has a future shining brightly for him. I should MYOB, you may think but I can relate to him.
Let just hope that he will "wake"up soon to realise that time awaits for no one (and definitely not for him) and is ticking away quietly.
Ticking Away...
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Nothing interesting just that the long weekend is almost over (in just about an hour and 15mins). I was lamenting how time flies when we are having fun. The chalet was a great success with a notion of romance...*smiles*. There were only the two of us but we really enjoyed each other's company. From the morning jog, canoeing, sun bathing, right up to the bbq. Fantastic food, wonderful music, great company and a bottle of good wine. Also a heart-warming conversation thrown in. Definitely a good break after the hustling bustling of working life. Yeah?
Life can be so simple and yet full of love and happiness. How nice if all humans are like that, wouldn't that be a more peaceful world to live in?
Life can be so simple and yet full of love and happiness. How nice if all humans are like that, wouldn't that be a more peaceful world to live in?
Yipee!!
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Yipee!! I looked forward to tomorrow as I will be going on a 3D/ 2N chalet. Longed for a break and this is a superb chance because it is a SUPER LONG WEEKEND!! Not sure why, but I am already in holiday mood...maybe because x'mas is just around the corner and it is my favourite festive season!! Not because of the x'mas gifts I'll be getting (the most 2-3), but because I like the atmosphere, the lightings, seeing people buying and wrapping up gifts and what-not. The most enjoyable part will be me writing and sending x'mas cards to all my friends. I bought some very nice and unique cards from Mark and Spencers. I always get my cards from there, and this year is no exception.
The next good thing is that with me blogging now means my PC is finally working. Yes, this is something worth celebrating. Life is just great, yeah?
The next good thing is that with me blogging now means my PC is finally working. Yes, this is something worth celebrating. Life is just great, yeah?
Frustration
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I need to unleash my anger and frustration and blogging seemed to be the most appropriate outlet at this instance. This made me sound like a bitter person but nope, I am usually not like that. Just that life hasn't been quite smooth-sailing for me. Haiz, perhaps some retail therapy might be able to perk me up but my oh my, I am dry and hung up high. 20th would be a good day, an auspicious date. (read: pay day)
I think the upcoming long weekend will be a good break.
I think the upcoming long weekend will be a good break.
Graduation
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Oh I am so happy that finally after 2.5years of hardship, I have finally graduated!! Last Saturday, I had my convocation. It was held at the Singapore Conference Hall, situated along Shenton Way. It was about 12pm when I reached my destination by cab. Supposedly to meet my fellow graduate to register and get the guest tickets (in case of long queues) and also to help each other with the academic dress, or as most of you familiar with, the gown.
We managed, after spending 30mins, only to find out that we wore the gown wrongly. But thank GOD, there are some professionals from Werkz Photography that helped us out. Although the ceremony officially starts at 2pm but all graduates are to be seated by 1:30pm. As we walked into the hall, we were greeted by our program co-ordinators from PSB, congratulating us on completing the program. The stage was nicely decorated with orchids and carefully arranged chairs for the university committee members. I see people snapping away happily, so not wanting to lose out, I too joined in the fun. Took lots of photos with my fellow graduates with all possible, nice backdrops I could find in the hall. Till it was time for us to settled down in our seats.
A de-brief followed, informing us, the graduates on what we are to do when we are on stage to receive testamur. In less than 5 mins, the music started as the progression enters the hall with everyone standing up till both countries national anthem was being played over the speakers. We were then asked to line up, and waited for our names to be called upon, walked to the chancellor. Doffing to show respect, one hand to receive the testamur, smile and cheese!
Click!! A handshake photograph on the way!! The convocation ended with a few speeches and all graduates and guests were treated to an sumptuous tea reception at the foyer.
More photo-takings followed, with friends and families as well as a whole faculty. Exuberantly, I pranced around, looking for friends to take photos for rememberance.
I heaved a sigh of relief as I stepped out of the building and walked towards the car. Finally, I finished a chapter of my life and I am ready, to go all out for another new chapter of my life.
I want to think my family and friends for their support, care and concern during my 2.5years of study. Putting up with my cranky mood now and then, encouraging me when I was down and out and about to give up. I truly believe a silver lining exists even in the darkest clouds. So, be bold, be brave and pursue your dreams. Most importantly, perseverance will bring you to the end of the tunnel where a brightly shinning future awaits you.
We managed, after spending 30mins, only to find out that we wore the gown wrongly. But thank GOD, there are some professionals from Werkz Photography that helped us out. Although the ceremony officially starts at 2pm but all graduates are to be seated by 1:30pm. As we walked into the hall, we were greeted by our program co-ordinators from PSB, congratulating us on completing the program. The stage was nicely decorated with orchids and carefully arranged chairs for the university committee members. I see people snapping away happily, so not wanting to lose out, I too joined in the fun. Took lots of photos with my fellow graduates with all possible, nice backdrops I could find in the hall. Till it was time for us to settled down in our seats.
A de-brief followed, informing us, the graduates on what we are to do when we are on stage to receive testamur. In less than 5 mins, the music started as the progression enters the hall with everyone standing up till both countries national anthem was being played over the speakers. We were then asked to line up, and waited for our names to be called upon, walked to the chancellor. Doffing to show respect, one hand to receive the testamur, smile and cheese!
Click!! A handshake photograph on the way!! The convocation ended with a few speeches and all graduates and guests were treated to an sumptuous tea reception at the foyer.
More photo-takings followed, with friends and families as well as a whole faculty. Exuberantly, I pranced around, looking for friends to take photos for rememberance.
I heaved a sigh of relief as I stepped out of the building and walked towards the car. Finally, I finished a chapter of my life and I am ready, to go all out for another new chapter of my life.
I want to think my family and friends for their support, care and concern during my 2.5years of study. Putting up with my cranky mood now and then, encouraging me when I was down and out and about to give up. I truly believe a silver lining exists even in the darkest clouds. So, be bold, be brave and pursue your dreams. Most importantly, perseverance will bring you to the end of the tunnel where a brightly shinning future awaits you.
Tuesday
C'est Tout from
Moi
Just received an email from a good friend all the way from Down Under that he has been reading my blog and that I seemed unhappy. Well, thanks for visiting my blog and gald to hear from you once again. I guess it is more politically correct to say I am far more VEXED than unhappy but yet on the other hand, it is due to this vexation that stirred a little unhappiness inside me.
Bah. To the h*** with it, I am feeling so much better now. Two reasons I can think of...
First and foremost, because this is the start of a new week (it's TUESADY!!) and I got on away with Monday without feeling a tinge of blueness because I didn't go to work yesterday. Though I didn't have a good rest but it was still so much better off than being at work. I enjoyed the companionship of my colleagues, just that work is getting rather mundane these days.
The other more fulfilling reason would be I have finally, after much thinking and asking around for opinions...and the voting was a landslide victory, that I should move on. My decision is finalized. The time is due for me to leave this comfort zone, take this bold step into a brighter future. Opportunity comes once and I have got to learn to grab it before it bids farewell to me.
At least half the stone is unloaded...yes, I have still the other half hanging there. Got to break the news to my nice supervisor. She has been a wonderful lady to work with. Well, life still goes on and we each have our own path to undertake.
Let's just keep our fingers crossed (and whatever appendages) that this parting will be a less painful process.
Bah. To the h*** with it, I am feeling so much better now. Two reasons I can think of...
First and foremost, because this is the start of a new week (it's TUESADY!!) and I got on away with Monday without feeling a tinge of blueness because I didn't go to work yesterday. Though I didn't have a good rest but it was still so much better off than being at work. I enjoyed the companionship of my colleagues, just that work is getting rather mundane these days.
The other more fulfilling reason would be I have finally, after much thinking and asking around for opinions...and the voting was a landslide victory, that I should move on. My decision is finalized. The time is due for me to leave this comfort zone, take this bold step into a brighter future. Opportunity comes once and I have got to learn to grab it before it bids farewell to me.
At least half the stone is unloaded...yes, I have still the other half hanging there. Got to break the news to my nice supervisor. She has been a wonderful lady to work with. Well, life still goes on and we each have our own path to undertake.
Let's just keep our fingers crossed (and whatever appendages) that this parting will be a less painful process.
Confused
C'est Tout from
Moi
Haven't been blogging for the past days, kinda bogged down by some personal issues. My mind is so overwhelmed by trying to find the ultimate answer that I often neglect the true meaning of life. The purpose of my presence in this ever-changing and revolving world. I am so lost now. Everything is so surreal.
It can be such a simple question yet it warrant my whole attention and can be at times emotionally drained. One moment I can be so sure of myself, so able to "psycho" myself to accept whatever lies ahead of me and be open-mined. Likwise, uncertainties and seeds of doubts will start to germinate inside me and I will, unwittingly began to quiver about what lies ahead.
The vision is not clear, vague amidst the gloom.
It can be such a simple question yet it warrant my whole attention and can be at times emotionally drained. One moment I can be so sure of myself, so able to "psycho" myself to accept whatever lies ahead of me and be open-mined. Likwise, uncertainties and seeds of doubts will start to germinate inside me and I will, unwittingly began to quiver about what lies ahead.
The vision is not clear, vague amidst the gloom.
Crossroads
C'est Tout from
Moi
Have you ever been feeling that you are not being appreciated for all the hard work you put in?
All the effort have gone down the drain? Do you not feel the frustration and disappointment when you are so easily taken over by someone else? Credits of your hard work is claimed by someone else? The job you do is as important as it is the base to get other big stuff going and yet too insignificant to get noticed?
Unprecendentedly, I have reached the crossroad of my life. Ever since I declared adulthood, I have been making my own decisions and be responsible for them regardless of the outcome. Paradoxically, it is different this time. This decision will fairly be responsible for where I will be in the next 5 years, at least that is the time frame that I have given myself. I don't want to be too ambitious to set too high goals that cannot be accomplished. Call me a calculated risk-taker, I don't want to fool around with my own future by being impulsive in my decision making which will affect no one but me myself.
I have been working in the same company for 4 years. During my period of serving, I have only been promoted once and drawing a measly salary. Blame it on the prolonged downturn for the past 2-3 years and things only started to have a brighter outlook early this year. To upgrade myself, I also took up a part-time degree at my own costs. Though I can't say I did well, but good enough to graduate with a degree without any major hiccups. It was never easy juggling between work and part-time studies especially when it is an engineering course. With my new qualifications, I would expect myself to get promoted as an engineer if not get a new job.
To my dismay, after foughting so hard to get my degree recognised by the company, I only realised it was just verbal recognition. Nothing, no action was being emplaced. There will be no promotion or pay adjustment with my degree in hand. And what's worse, I am supposed to go through a transition period to prove my worth. This is where it is frustrating. All the time, effort, hard work and years spent working for the company seem to evaporate into thin air, integrated with the atmosphere and taken for granted like you as if you care about the air you breathe in everyday to keep yourself alive. I bet some of you don't even care if it exists.
On top of that, the company would rather recruit fresh graduates than to retain exisiting employees whom they don't have to train, whom have been so familiarize with the work, people and culture of the management and company of course. But so sad that we are worth nothing hence the reason for a high turnover rate in the industry.
I have been comtemplating in leaving the company for a greener pasture. For I am sure with my qualifications and experience, I could easily get a job with a higher salary. And hopefully to be more appreciated. Ah, this is so vexatious.
All the effort have gone down the drain? Do you not feel the frustration and disappointment when you are so easily taken over by someone else? Credits of your hard work is claimed by someone else? The job you do is as important as it is the base to get other big stuff going and yet too insignificant to get noticed?
Unprecendentedly, I have reached the crossroad of my life. Ever since I declared adulthood, I have been making my own decisions and be responsible for them regardless of the outcome. Paradoxically, it is different this time. This decision will fairly be responsible for where I will be in the next 5 years, at least that is the time frame that I have given myself. I don't want to be too ambitious to set too high goals that cannot be accomplished. Call me a calculated risk-taker, I don't want to fool around with my own future by being impulsive in my decision making which will affect no one but me myself.
I have been working in the same company for 4 years. During my period of serving, I have only been promoted once and drawing a measly salary. Blame it on the prolonged downturn for the past 2-3 years and things only started to have a brighter outlook early this year. To upgrade myself, I also took up a part-time degree at my own costs. Though I can't say I did well, but good enough to graduate with a degree without any major hiccups. It was never easy juggling between work and part-time studies especially when it is an engineering course. With my new qualifications, I would expect myself to get promoted as an engineer if not get a new job.
To my dismay, after foughting so hard to get my degree recognised by the company, I only realised it was just verbal recognition. Nothing, no action was being emplaced. There will be no promotion or pay adjustment with my degree in hand. And what's worse, I am supposed to go through a transition period to prove my worth. This is where it is frustrating. All the time, effort, hard work and years spent working for the company seem to evaporate into thin air, integrated with the atmosphere and taken for granted like you as if you care about the air you breathe in everyday to keep yourself alive. I bet some of you don't even care if it exists.
On top of that, the company would rather recruit fresh graduates than to retain exisiting employees whom they don't have to train, whom have been so familiarize with the work, people and culture of the management and company of course. But so sad that we are worth nothing hence the reason for a high turnover rate in the industry.
I have been comtemplating in leaving the company for a greener pasture. For I am sure with my qualifications and experience, I could easily get a job with a higher salary. And hopefully to be more appreciated. Ah, this is so vexatious.
Down Under Pt I: Sydney, New South Wales
C'est Tout from
Moi
Photos. Loads of them, yet to send out any for printing. It has been months since I came back from Down Under. Memories still vividly in my mind. It was June, I remember, the start of the winter season when I visited. A fruitful trip, indeed.
First Stop: Sydney
*****************
My 2nd visit. Many people thought (me initially too) that Sydney was the capital of Australia. It was most well-known (at least back in homeland) as compared to its other counterparts. But boy, I was so wrong. Canberra is the rightful owner. Back to Sydney, my impresson..hmm...very much like homeland. Very busy, bustling with both human and vehicular traffic.
Truly overwhelmed by the amount of asians living in Sydney (probably I was living near Chinatown) , everywhere I go, left or right, I see an asian face. Which is very heart-warming but rather strange in a foreign country where the majority of the population belongs to ang-moh.
Anyway, twas a satisfying trip because I managed to bring my friends to eat the famous Harry's on the Wheels pie and the black sesame ice-cream. Went to the infamous King Cross for the Hard Rock Cafe merchandise. Pop over the Syndey Fish Market and had the most sumptuous fresh seafood. Galore of them. Oysters, scallops, salmon, lobsters etc. You name it, they had it. The oysters are to die for, fresh and yes cheap, so much cheaper, I could almost eat a few dozens.
Daringly enough to go around exploring using different modes of transportations. Bus, train, ferry and by foot. I enjoyed the ferry ride to Manly beach the most. Relaxing, so free, so unrestrained. What amazed me is that Manly beach is just 30mins ferry ride from Circular Quay but a total different haven from the city itself. More laid-back. A good break from all the chaotic and bustling atmosphere plus they have very nice bistro cafe by the harbour.
Met up with a cousin of mine who is studying @ UNSW. Went to a spanish restaurant for dinner @ Darling Harbour. Nice view, superb food and great company. What more can you ask for. Next, the Sydney Opera House. It is a must on every traveller's itinerary. For its magnificant architecture and spectular view. It was relaxing, just sitting around, sipping cuppa latte, enjoying the scenic view (yes, the darling habour bridge is just right across) bathing in soft lights with the breeze gently embracing your whole being. It just washed away all the fatigue, tiredness and I can go on and on lamenting how wonderful life had been.
What I appreciate over in Sydney is that people really enjoyed life. Unlike the routine and mundane life we lead back in homeland.
The last stop before departure was a bus trip down to Paddington Market. There are loads of weekends markets around Sydney (or rather the whole of Australia). This one is special because it was housed in a church and all the stalls had to sell hand-made stuff, no imitations, no nonsense stuff. Bought a floral skirt and a wine holder (plastic material with paintings of famous icon(s) in Sydney). My friend bought a canvas painting, very nice and just right for her new home. Oh, do try out the roasted almond coated with honey. Verdict? Marvelicious.
Not forgetting to mention, Hunter Valley is a must visit for wine lovers. A 3-hr drive where great wineries and beaches reside. A good place place for weekends getaway too.
Ah, Sydney. I spent so much $$ that I almost got nothing left for the rest of the trip where I was due to set my foot in both Melbourne and Brisbane in the following week.
First Stop: Sydney
*****************
My 2nd visit. Many people thought (me initially too) that Sydney was the capital of Australia. It was most well-known (at least back in homeland) as compared to its other counterparts. But boy, I was so wrong. Canberra is the rightful owner. Back to Sydney, my impresson..hmm...very much like homeland. Very busy, bustling with both human and vehicular traffic.
Truly overwhelmed by the amount of asians living in Sydney (probably I was living near Chinatown) , everywhere I go, left or right, I see an asian face. Which is very heart-warming but rather strange in a foreign country where the majority of the population belongs to ang-moh.
Anyway, twas a satisfying trip because I managed to bring my friends to eat the famous Harry's on the Wheels pie and the black sesame ice-cream. Went to the infamous King Cross for the Hard Rock Cafe merchandise. Pop over the Syndey Fish Market and had the most sumptuous fresh seafood. Galore of them. Oysters, scallops, salmon, lobsters etc. You name it, they had it. The oysters are to die for, fresh and yes cheap, so much cheaper, I could almost eat a few dozens.
Daringly enough to go around exploring using different modes of transportations. Bus, train, ferry and by foot. I enjoyed the ferry ride to Manly beach the most. Relaxing, so free, so unrestrained. What amazed me is that Manly beach is just 30mins ferry ride from Circular Quay but a total different haven from the city itself. More laid-back. A good break from all the chaotic and bustling atmosphere plus they have very nice bistro cafe by the harbour.
Met up with a cousin of mine who is studying @ UNSW. Went to a spanish restaurant for dinner @ Darling Harbour. Nice view, superb food and great company. What more can you ask for. Next, the Sydney Opera House. It is a must on every traveller's itinerary. For its magnificant architecture and spectular view. It was relaxing, just sitting around, sipping cuppa latte, enjoying the scenic view (yes, the darling habour bridge is just right across) bathing in soft lights with the breeze gently embracing your whole being. It just washed away all the fatigue, tiredness and I can go on and on lamenting how wonderful life had been.
What I appreciate over in Sydney is that people really enjoyed life. Unlike the routine and mundane life we lead back in homeland.
The last stop before departure was a bus trip down to Paddington Market. There are loads of weekends markets around Sydney (or rather the whole of Australia). This one is special because it was housed in a church and all the stalls had to sell hand-made stuff, no imitations, no nonsense stuff. Bought a floral skirt and a wine holder (plastic material with paintings of famous icon(s) in Sydney). My friend bought a canvas painting, very nice and just right for her new home. Oh, do try out the roasted almond coated with honey. Verdict? Marvelicious.
Not forgetting to mention, Hunter Valley is a must visit for wine lovers. A 3-hr drive where great wineries and beaches reside. A good place place for weekends getaway too.
Ah, Sydney. I spent so much $$ that I almost got nothing left for the rest of the trip where I was due to set my foot in both Melbourne and Brisbane in the following week.
Because You Loved Me
C'est Tout from
Moi
The lyrics to this song is just so right. It reminds me of how lucky and fortunate I am to be loved by so many peeps around me. Specially dedicate this song to GOD and the man in my life who loved me unconditionally, accepting and nurturing me to whom I am today. GOD BLESS!!!
For all those times you stood by me
For all the truth that you made me see
For all the joy you brought to my life
For all the wrong that you made right
For every dream you made come true
For all the love I found in youI'll be forever thankful baby
You're the one who held me up
Never let me fall
You're the one who saw me through through it all
You were my strength when I was weak
You were my voice when I couldn't speak
You were my eyes when I couldn't see
You saw the best there was in me
Lifted me up when I couldn't reach
You gave me faith 'coz you believed
I'm everything I am
Because you loved me
You gave me wings and made me fly
You touched my hand I could touch the sky
I lost my faith, you gave it back to me
You said no star was out of reach
You stood by me and I stood tall
I had your love I had it all
I'm grateful for each day you gave me
Maybe I don't know that much
But I know this much is true
I was blessed because I was loved by you
You were my strength when I was weak
You were my voice when I couldn't speak
You were my eyes when I couldn't see
You saw the best there was in me
Lifted me up when I couldn't reach
You gave me faith 'coz you believed
I'm everything I am
Because you loved me
You were always there for me
The tender wind that carried me
A light in the dark shining your love into my life
You've been my inspiration
Through the lies you were the truth
My world is a better place because of you
You were my strength when I was weak
You were my voice when I couldn't speak
You were my eyes when I couldn't see
You saw the best there was in me
Lifted me up when I couldn't reach
You gave me faith 'coz you believed
I'm everything I am
Because you loved me
You were my strength when I was weak
You were my voice when I couldn't speak
You were my eyes when I couldn't see
You saw the best there was in me
Lifted me up when I couldn't reach
You gave me faith 'coz you believed
I'm everything I am
Because you loved me
I'm everything I am
Because you loved me
by Celine Dion
For all those times you stood by me
For all the truth that you made me see
For all the joy you brought to my life
For all the wrong that you made right
For every dream you made come true
For all the love I found in youI'll be forever thankful baby
You're the one who held me up
Never let me fall
You're the one who saw me through through it all
You were my strength when I was weak
You were my voice when I couldn't speak
You were my eyes when I couldn't see
You saw the best there was in me
Lifted me up when I couldn't reach
You gave me faith 'coz you believed
I'm everything I am
Because you loved me
You gave me wings and made me fly
You touched my hand I could touch the sky
I lost my faith, you gave it back to me
You said no star was out of reach
You stood by me and I stood tall
I had your love I had it all
I'm grateful for each day you gave me
Maybe I don't know that much
But I know this much is true
I was blessed because I was loved by you
You were my strength when I was weak
You were my voice when I couldn't speak
You were my eyes when I couldn't see
You saw the best there was in me
Lifted me up when I couldn't reach
You gave me faith 'coz you believed
I'm everything I am
Because you loved me
You were always there for me
The tender wind that carried me
A light in the dark shining your love into my life
You've been my inspiration
Through the lies you were the truth
My world is a better place because of you
You were my strength when I was weak
You were my voice when I couldn't speak
You were my eyes when I couldn't see
You saw the best there was in me
Lifted me up when I couldn't reach
You gave me faith 'coz you believed
I'm everything I am
Because you loved me
You were my strength when I was weak
You were my voice when I couldn't speak
You were my eyes when I couldn't see
You saw the best there was in me
Lifted me up when I couldn't reach
You gave me faith 'coz you believed
I'm everything I am
Because you loved me
I'm everything I am
Because you loved me
by Celine Dion
I Miss...
C'est Tout from
Moi
I miss...
your smiles
the sparkle in your eyes
your angry look
annoyed when i teases you non-stop
your commitment
the passion and effort put in
your nagging
fussing over me
your filial piety
the responsibility over your family
your truthfulness
the security i feel around you
your love
the affection you showered upon me
I miss you....really I do.
your smiles
the sparkle in your eyes
your angry look
annoyed when i teases you non-stop
your commitment
the passion and effort put in
your nagging
fussing over me
your filial piety
the responsibility over your family
your truthfulness
the security i feel around you
your love
the affection you showered upon me
I miss you....really I do.
Time
C'est Tout from
Moi
Time flies,
When you had to leave,
Leaving me behind,
Ensue in loneliness.
Time slows,
When you are away,
Imbued with longing,
For your return to me.
Time took a standstill,
When you are on your way,
I'll be waiting for you,
Promise, you'll be back soon.
When you had to leave,
Leaving me behind,
Ensue in loneliness.
Time slows,
When you are away,
Imbued with longing,
For your return to me.
Time took a standstill,
When you are on your way,
I'll be waiting for you,
Promise, you'll be back soon.
Fonder or Flounder?
C'est Tout from
Moi
Absence makes the heart grow fonder or distance make the heart flounder?
Neither. Ditto.
Neither. Ditto.
Love, Me
C'est Tout from
Moi
This song is by Colin Raye. It depicts a very beautiful story between two very much in love person. Every time I hear it, it filled my heart with emotions. It never failed to touch the softer side of my inner me. I love it.
I read a note my grandma wrote
Back in 1923
Grandpa kept it in his coat
And he showed it once to me
He said boy you might not understand
But a long long time ago
Grandma's daddy didn't like me none
But I loved your grandma so
We had this crazy plan to meet
And run away together
Get married in the first town we came to
And live forever
But nailed to the tree where we were
Supposed to meet instead
I found this letter and this is what it said
If you get there before I do
Don't give up on me
I'll meet you when my chores are through
I don't know how long I'll be
But I'm not gonna let you down
Darling wait and see
And between now and then
Till I see you again
I'll be loving you
Love me
I read those words just hours before
My grandma passed away I
n the doorway of the church
When me and grandpa stopped to pray
I know I'd never seen him cry
All my 15 years
But as he said these words to her
His eyes filled up with tears
If you get there before I do
Don't give up on me
I'll meet you when my chores are through
I don't know how long I'll be
But I'm not gonna let you down
Darling wait and see
And between now and then
Till I see you again
I'll be loving you
Love me
Between now and then till I see you again
I'll be loving you
Love me
I read a note my grandma wrote
Back in 1923
Grandpa kept it in his coat
And he showed it once to me
He said boy you might not understand
But a long long time ago
Grandma's daddy didn't like me none
But I loved your grandma so
We had this crazy plan to meet
And run away together
Get married in the first town we came to
And live forever
But nailed to the tree where we were
Supposed to meet instead
I found this letter and this is what it said
If you get there before I do
Don't give up on me
I'll meet you when my chores are through
I don't know how long I'll be
But I'm not gonna let you down
Darling wait and see
And between now and then
Till I see you again
I'll be loving you
Love me
I read those words just hours before
My grandma passed away I
n the doorway of the church
When me and grandpa stopped to pray
I know I'd never seen him cry
All my 15 years
But as he said these words to her
His eyes filled up with tears
If you get there before I do
Don't give up on me
I'll meet you when my chores are through
I don't know how long I'll be
But I'm not gonna let you down
Darling wait and see
And between now and then
Till I see you again
I'll be loving you
Love me
Between now and then till I see you again
I'll be loving you
Love me
Just Me
C'est Tout from
Moi
On a cool day with darkened skies like this, I always like to cuddle in bed with a good book and of course to warm myself up with a cuppa latte perhaps, along with some biscotti. Alternatively, if inspirations did stir up in me, I will start blogging.
Ever since I visited my cousins' blogs (who are by the way studying in Austalia & US), updating their loved ones and friends back here on their daily lives and happenings in the foreign land they now called their second homes. I thought to myself, hey why not start a blog, though I am not anywhere far away from here, to pen down my thoughts, thinking, feelings and what-not. So here I am, this is my 35th entry. I do not write on any particular subject, just about anything under the sun (in the rain for wet days), anything that comes to my mind that instance.
And I like to read other blogs which got some really interesting entries. In fact, I like words alot and get really fascinated by people who are really good with words. It is also a good way to build up my vocab.
I remembered reading from some magazine that most of the bloggers are women. I can fully understand that because women feel more freely discussing about their feelings (wait! I know there are exceptions about men sharing feelings too). But mostly, guys are egoistic, and sharing openly about their inner thoughts/ feelings seem sissy and not macho. On another note, perhaps women are more emotional and need an outlet besides crying. One can't possibly be crying all the time, makes the eyes puffy and tired. Besides, water will run out if the tap is kept turned on.
Ops, I digress. Nah.
Anyway, I always take to writing as an outlet for me. Again and again, I feel that it is therapeutic. It is really true, maybe for me and for that someone out there too. I hope that one day, I can blog by the seaside, with the breeze gently embracing my being, listening the the melodious music of the waves splashing and totally mesmerized by the beautiful sunrise/ sunset.
Ever since I visited my cousins' blogs (who are by the way studying in Austalia & US), updating their loved ones and friends back here on their daily lives and happenings in the foreign land they now called their second homes. I thought to myself, hey why not start a blog, though I am not anywhere far away from here, to pen down my thoughts, thinking, feelings and what-not. So here I am, this is my 35th entry. I do not write on any particular subject, just about anything under the sun (in the rain for wet days), anything that comes to my mind that instance.
And I like to read other blogs which got some really interesting entries. In fact, I like words alot and get really fascinated by people who are really good with words. It is also a good way to build up my vocab.
I remembered reading from some magazine that most of the bloggers are women. I can fully understand that because women feel more freely discussing about their feelings (wait! I know there are exceptions about men sharing feelings too). But mostly, guys are egoistic, and sharing openly about their inner thoughts/ feelings seem sissy and not macho. On another note, perhaps women are more emotional and need an outlet besides crying. One can't possibly be crying all the time, makes the eyes puffy and tired. Besides, water will run out if the tap is kept turned on.
Ops, I digress. Nah.
Anyway, I always take to writing as an outlet for me. Again and again, I feel that it is therapeutic. It is really true, maybe for me and for that someone out there too. I hope that one day, I can blog by the seaside, with the breeze gently embracing my being, listening the the melodious music of the waves splashing and totally mesmerized by the beautiful sunrise/ sunset.
THANK YOU!!
C'est Tout from
Moi
Many people walk in and out of your life, but only true friends leave footprints behind...
Indeed, couldn't agree more and there are loads of people (apart from my beloved kins) whom I am grateful for...
i) accepting me
ii) growing with me
iii) nurturing my inner me
iv) standing by me in times of troubles/ sadness (yes, not happiness because you can share it with any tom, dick or harry, that is if you want to)
v) encouraging and believing in me
vii) their selfless acts and sweet thoughts
vi) bountiful care, concern, patience, love showered et cetera
oh, I can go on and on and on and on.....but I have decided to keep it short (trying my best) and sweet.
these are the kind souls I want to thank, showed my sincere and utmost gratitude in the form of words (not in any particular order, perhaps alphabetical for NEATNESS sake!!)
First and foremost...
Ailing - (the untidy ex-col who shared the same cubicle) I reminisce the olden days where we will always hang out together every Friday (clubbing, makaning, chatting etc), indulge in inane bickerings, how I perform my "Sakura" dance for you. I miss them soooooooo much. Sorry that I screwed everything up. So sad that things aren't the same anymore. You are one great friend, cha boh.
Angeline (my jie-mei) - For standing firm and united in times of struggles and persecution (by some mad-barking non-stop dog). We braved through endless storms, hurricanes, typhoons, volcanoes (whatever catastrophies existed). But hey, we persevered and emerged victoriously, didn't we? Despite physically-mentally-emotionally exhausted, there was never a tinge of bitterness, nothing bitchy nor catty (unlike the rest of the class), we bonded there and then. Though work and commitments has kind of tore us apart physically, but never in my heart. We have yet to fulfill our shared-dreams, gal.
Bryan (the program coordinator-turned-friend) - For taking my application form and never tell me he is taking up mass comm and earning commission. But...he compensated by his selfless acts during my course of study, making it less miserable and more bearable. How he give me inside info (letting me know firsthand news about my results), thoughtfully arranged for me and my jie-mei to sit together during exams whenever possible (nope, not for copying sake, but to feel more at ease with the growing tension in exam hall). For his generous hospitality when I visited Down Under, showing me around despite the need to mug for exams in a couple of weeks time. Am still waiting for that chomp chomp treat that you promised when you are back from Mel. (our hot date, remember? *wink*) Warning: REDUCE YOUR CIGGIES INTAKE!
Darren (top MIA guy) - For his always sincere/ truthful/ constructive critisisms. Irony, we seemed to be more updated with each other's life when you were in UK rather than in homeground. But heart-warming that you still make effort to meet up whenever you can. Some effort made, better than none. Nevertheless, thank you and don't you go missing again! Warning: REDUCE YOUR CIGGIES INTAKE!
Eric - For his companionship/ constant encouragement and as a mentor. Inexplicable platonic relationship. Shared many joy, laughter, sadness, misunderstandings..you name it, we had it.
Kian Meng (the other half of Yew "Tee") - His patience in coaching me and his willingness to impart his knowledge to me with no questions asked. We actually met through Friendster even though we are just a stone throw away to each other. Has been a tremendous help to me during my FYP. Our friendship is young yet deeper than those whom I have known for donkey years. Oh he has a special task...that is to be my BRUDDER AGONY!!
LF (my da-ge) - For his time. I took up alot of his time all these years. For when I am down and out, he is the one I look for. He is there for me when the whole world seems to abandon me. He is there to lift me up when I fall, and boy, did I fall real hard...so hard that it took me months to find back myself, my worth, my everything. This is our 8th years of brudder-sista relationship and still counting and hopefully as strong and bonded as before. A "BIG THANK YOU" bro!
Pauline (affectionately known as ganma, yes godma) - For her generosity, care, concern and love for this gan nu-er of hers (that's ME, for goodness sake!!). For bringing me to my first trekking @ Berkelah Waterfall (Pahang).
Qi (my friend-soulmate-confidante) - For his everything. For staying at home with me when I am struggling to complete my assignments/ projects or mugging for exams. For trusting me and giving me freedom. For cooking for me, preparing herbal tea, setting up my PC, driving my family around, run errands with me and many many many more. Overall, for looking after my well-being. Finally, for his LOVE.
Quan (the big gangster with a BIG heart) - For the countless supper and rides home after my classes. Forever bickering with me, can't you just give in to ME, just for ONCE?!?!?!?! He is a good listener and never fails to cheer me up. Calls me all the way from Oz when I sms him saying that I am feeling down though it was already wee hours (4am over his side). Who threatened not to pick me up @ Brisbane Airport if I do not bring him enough ciggies. Never fails to tempt me with YAMI yoghurt. Oh, I so missed him. Warning: REDUCE YOUR CIGGIES INTAKE!
TS - For his magnanimity, forgiving heart, selfless love. Enough said.
May GOD bless you peeps infinity times the amount you peeps blesses me.
Indeed, couldn't agree more and there are loads of people (apart from my beloved kins) whom I am grateful for...
i) accepting me
ii) growing with me
iii) nurturing my inner me
iv) standing by me in times of troubles/ sadness (yes, not happiness because you can share it with any tom, dick or harry, that is if you want to)
v) encouraging and believing in me
vii) their selfless acts and sweet thoughts
vi) bountiful care, concern, patience, love showered et cetera
oh, I can go on and on and on and on.....but I have decided to keep it short (trying my best) and sweet.
these are the kind souls I want to thank, showed my sincere and utmost gratitude in the form of words (not in any particular order, perhaps alphabetical for NEATNESS sake!!)
First and foremost...
Ailing - (the untidy ex-col who shared the same cubicle) I reminisce the olden days where we will always hang out together every Friday (clubbing, makaning, chatting etc), indulge in inane bickerings, how I perform my "Sakura" dance for you. I miss them soooooooo much. Sorry that I screwed everything up. So sad that things aren't the same anymore. You are one great friend, cha boh.
Angeline (my jie-mei) - For standing firm and united in times of struggles and persecution (by some mad-barking non-stop dog). We braved through endless storms, hurricanes, typhoons, volcanoes (whatever catastrophies existed). But hey, we persevered and emerged victoriously, didn't we? Despite physically-mentally-emotionally exhausted, there was never a tinge of bitterness, nothing bitchy nor catty (unlike the rest of the class), we bonded there and then. Though work and commitments has kind of tore us apart physically, but never in my heart. We have yet to fulfill our shared-dreams, gal.
Bryan (the program coordinator-turned-friend) - For taking my application form and never tell me he is taking up mass comm and earning commission. But...he compensated by his selfless acts during my course of study, making it less miserable and more bearable. How he give me inside info (letting me know firsthand news about my results), thoughtfully arranged for me and my jie-mei to sit together during exams whenever possible (nope, not for copying sake, but to feel more at ease with the growing tension in exam hall). For his generous hospitality when I visited Down Under, showing me around despite the need to mug for exams in a couple of weeks time. Am still waiting for that chomp chomp treat that you promised when you are back from Mel. (our hot date, remember? *wink*) Warning: REDUCE YOUR CIGGIES INTAKE!
Darren (top MIA guy) - For his always sincere/ truthful/ constructive critisisms. Irony, we seemed to be more updated with each other's life when you were in UK rather than in homeground. But heart-warming that you still make effort to meet up whenever you can. Some effort made, better than none. Nevertheless, thank you and don't you go missing again! Warning: REDUCE YOUR CIGGIES INTAKE!
Eric - For his companionship/ constant encouragement and as a mentor. Inexplicable platonic relationship. Shared many joy, laughter, sadness, misunderstandings..you name it, we had it.
Kian Meng (the other half of Yew "Tee") - His patience in coaching me and his willingness to impart his knowledge to me with no questions asked. We actually met through Friendster even though we are just a stone throw away to each other. Has been a tremendous help to me during my FYP. Our friendship is young yet deeper than those whom I have known for donkey years. Oh he has a special task...that is to be my BRUDDER AGONY!!
LF (my da-ge) - For his time. I took up alot of his time all these years. For when I am down and out, he is the one I look for. He is there for me when the whole world seems to abandon me. He is there to lift me up when I fall, and boy, did I fall real hard...so hard that it took me months to find back myself, my worth, my everything. This is our 8th years of brudder-sista relationship and still counting and hopefully as strong and bonded as before. A "BIG THANK YOU" bro!
Pauline (affectionately known as ganma, yes godma) - For her generosity, care, concern and love for this gan nu-er of hers (that's ME, for goodness sake!!). For bringing me to my first trekking @ Berkelah Waterfall (Pahang).
Qi (my friend-soulmate-confidante) - For his everything. For staying at home with me when I am struggling to complete my assignments/ projects or mugging for exams. For trusting me and giving me freedom. For cooking for me, preparing herbal tea, setting up my PC, driving my family around, run errands with me and many many many more. Overall, for looking after my well-being. Finally, for his LOVE.
Quan (the big gangster with a BIG heart) - For the countless supper and rides home after my classes. Forever bickering with me, can't you just give in to ME, just for ONCE?!?!?!?! He is a good listener and never fails to cheer me up. Calls me all the way from Oz when I sms him saying that I am feeling down though it was already wee hours (4am over his side). Who threatened not to pick me up @ Brisbane Airport if I do not bring him enough ciggies. Never fails to tempt me with YAMI yoghurt. Oh, I so missed him. Warning: REDUCE YOUR CIGGIES INTAKE!
TS - For his magnanimity, forgiving heart, selfless love. Enough said.
May GOD bless you peeps infinity times the amount you peeps blesses me.
OMG!
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I ought to be gun-shot. Right in my head. Worn to a frazzle and the temperature of my temper is rising, rather uncontrollably. Simply just lashed out at him for every thing that went wrong, right now, right here. Poor guy. He is such a sweet guy yet at times, I took advantage of being at the upper hand, out to get my way.
Patience, tolerance, forgiving are just some of the attributes he possesses...love, care and concern which he constantly showered on me. Am terribly ashamed of myself. I feel horrid.
What is wrong with me?
Yes, tonight I feel suicidal. On second thoughts, probably need to register myself for some anger management course. Argh, too tired to continue blogging...
Patience, tolerance, forgiving are just some of the attributes he possesses...love, care and concern which he constantly showered on me. Am terribly ashamed of myself. I feel horrid.
What is wrong with me?
Yes, tonight I feel suicidal. On second thoughts, probably need to register myself for some anger management course. Argh, too tired to continue blogging...
Blogging @ Wee Hours
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This is my first blog at wee hours, I am sure that there are more to come now that my broadband is up, though not doing too well yet. Am trying to work things out a bit here and there, to get the settings all done up nicely.
***music on speakers: Born To Try - Delta Goodrem***
Had a brief chat over the msn messenger with a friend of mine who is in Oz right now, studying for his degree. Missed him, missed his hilarious antics, his boor actions, his silly critics, his seriousness (which friends around us don't get the priviledge to see). He has been a great confidante to me, yes even all the way from Down Under. Met up with him when I was there on a holiday during winter. It is really nice and heart-warming to see your fellow countryman in a foreign land that I almost wanted bear-hug him *hugz* but we almost always end up in inane squabblings. Ha.
On most days, he is always in that happy-go-lucky mode but in fact, he had thousand things hidden under that outer hard-as-a-coconut-husk exterior. But he is a gentle giant at heart. Being the only son and only grandchild (as in the only male descendent), he has great responsibilties to carry on the family line. Yes, I can say he comes from quite a traditional family where values and teachings are being emplaced right from the beginning and intstil in them since childhood days. Poor boy, heavy-laden where no one seeks to understand.
Strong as he seems to be, taking things in his stride. Brudder, way to go man!! But gotta cut down on those ciggies, yeah? Doubt you'll even get to read this blog, that is if I sent you the website.
***music on speakers: Born To Try - Delta Goodrem***
Had a brief chat over the msn messenger with a friend of mine who is in Oz right now, studying for his degree. Missed him, missed his hilarious antics, his boor actions, his silly critics, his seriousness (which friends around us don't get the priviledge to see). He has been a great confidante to me, yes even all the way from Down Under. Met up with him when I was there on a holiday during winter. It is really nice and heart-warming to see your fellow countryman in a foreign land that I almost wanted bear-hug him *hugz* but we almost always end up in inane squabblings. Ha.
On most days, he is always in that happy-go-lucky mode but in fact, he had thousand things hidden under that outer hard-as-a-coconut-husk exterior. But he is a gentle giant at heart. Being the only son and only grandchild (as in the only male descendent), he has great responsibilties to carry on the family line. Yes, I can say he comes from quite a traditional family where values and teachings are being emplaced right from the beginning and intstil in them since childhood days. Poor boy, heavy-laden where no one seeks to understand.
Strong as he seems to be, taking things in his stride. Brudder, way to go man!! But gotta cut down on those ciggies, yeah? Doubt you'll even get to read this blog, that is if I sent you the website.
HORROR-scope!!!
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Moi
This is totally hilarious...
Cruel, cold and heartless, the Capricorn has all the warmth of an iceberg in January. He is a tyrant at work and an inquisitor at home.
A Capricorn sees picking on others as one of the major reasons for his existence. He will get worked up over minor infractions, and is completely devoid of sense of humor. It is not uncommon for a Capricorn to be abusive towards his (her) significant other, be it a spouse or a best friend.
Capricorns will back down only if faced with a threat of physical force, or intence psychological pressure.
Intellectually primitive, lacking any semblance of imagination, he is nevertheless vengeful to the extreme - the word "forgiveness" is not in his vocabulary.
Capricorns posess the rare combination of delusions of greatness and low self esteem - all with minimal mental capacity. This is why so many are found among upper and middle management.
(Read more Find yours)
Cruel, cold and heartless, the Capricorn has all the warmth of an iceberg in January. He is a tyrant at work and an inquisitor at home.
A Capricorn sees picking on others as one of the major reasons for his existence. He will get worked up over minor infractions, and is completely devoid of sense of humor. It is not uncommon for a Capricorn to be abusive towards his (her) significant other, be it a spouse or a best friend.
Capricorns will back down only if faced with a threat of physical force, or intence psychological pressure.
Intellectually primitive, lacking any semblance of imagination, he is nevertheless vengeful to the extreme - the word "forgiveness" is not in his vocabulary.
Capricorns posess the rare combination of delusions of greatness and low self esteem - all with minimal mental capacity. This is why so many are found among upper and middle management.
(Read more Find yours)
Sad Memories
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Way before I found my solace in blogging, I had the habit of penning down my thoughts and feelings using my email and saving them as drafts. I would revisit, re-read them again and again, either making amendments or adding new discoveries of my exisiting life and feeling melancholy about it.
Chanced upon this email I wrote some time back. It is no ordinary email or diary add-in of my daily acitivities. It epicts the most saddening years of my adulthood. How my life and perspectives have changed after all those happenings. My life back then was like a roller-coster ride. Moments of temporary highs and prolonged lows somehow engulfed my mind and soul. Caught in a state of confusion, denial, depression, detached and totally withdrawn. Even now, I shiver at the thought of it. Never, ever will I want to go through that experience again.
Yet, I couldn't deny the fact that through these unhappy incidents, I learnt alot of stuff about myself, people around me and the world that evolves around us. It is something that we can never learn through a class, never be imparted by a teacher, never be read in a book, never be surf from the net or can we ever anticipate and fully understand unless we go through it ourselves. It can only be felt from the inside where no words can be formed to describe.
I have come to accept that when it is time to let go, you have to let it go. No matter how much you wish for it to be by your side, no matter how much your heart yearns for it. If it is not meant to be, it will never be yours to being with. Appreciate what you have in life now and make the best out of it and never to take things for granted. You may have it today but it may be taken away from you tomorrow, when you least expect it. Reality hurts more than it claimed, yet it possess the naked truth where no one can acclaimed.
Chanced upon this email I wrote some time back. It is no ordinary email or diary add-in of my daily acitivities. It epicts the most saddening years of my adulthood. How my life and perspectives have changed after all those happenings. My life back then was like a roller-coster ride. Moments of temporary highs and prolonged lows somehow engulfed my mind and soul. Caught in a state of confusion, denial, depression, detached and totally withdrawn. Even now, I shiver at the thought of it. Never, ever will I want to go through that experience again.
Yet, I couldn't deny the fact that through these unhappy incidents, I learnt alot of stuff about myself, people around me and the world that evolves around us. It is something that we can never learn through a class, never be imparted by a teacher, never be read in a book, never be surf from the net or can we ever anticipate and fully understand unless we go through it ourselves. It can only be felt from the inside where no words can be formed to describe.
I have come to accept that when it is time to let go, you have to let it go. No matter how much you wish for it to be by your side, no matter how much your heart yearns for it. If it is not meant to be, it will never be yours to being with. Appreciate what you have in life now and make the best out of it and never to take things for granted. You may have it today but it may be taken away from you tomorrow, when you least expect it. Reality hurts more than it claimed, yet it possess the naked truth where no one can acclaimed.
S.U.C.K.A.O
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Suckao, the name of the chocolate drink from Max Brenner. It comes in 3 flavours: white, milk and dark chocolate. It is unique in the way it was being served.
A metal cup encased in an egg-shaped container, with two holes so that you can see the burning flame inside. A tea-light candle on the bottom to warm and melt the chocolate tablets. And a 2-in-1 metal stirrer-cum-straw. Firstly, milk is being poured into the metal cup (you can almost hearing the sizzling sound when the milk touches the base) and then you add in the chocolate tablets (as much as you like). With the stirrer, gently mix the milk with the chocolate tablets till it blends well. Drink it!
Verdict: The overall experience was kinda refreshing. You almost have to prepare the drink by yourself. So simple yet so innovative. But I find it too sweet. There is refill, but only for the milk though. Next time, I am going to try out the waffle, fondue and other chocolate beverages.
A metal cup encased in an egg-shaped container, with two holes so that you can see the burning flame inside. A tea-light candle on the bottom to warm and melt the chocolate tablets. And a 2-in-1 metal stirrer-cum-straw. Firstly, milk is being poured into the metal cup (you can almost hearing the sizzling sound when the milk touches the base) and then you add in the chocolate tablets (as much as you like). With the stirrer, gently mix the milk with the chocolate tablets till it blends well. Drink it!
Verdict: The overall experience was kinda refreshing. You almost have to prepare the drink by yourself. So simple yet so innovative. But I find it too sweet. There is refill, but only for the milk though. Next time, I am going to try out the waffle, fondue and other chocolate beverages.
Whining...
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Tired. Extremely exhausted. It is Friday, yet can't instil any weekend mood inside me body, me mind and me soul. Physically strained, mentally drained. Wasting my time away for that moment for me to get out of here and get a LIFE!!
*Listening now to a CD by Tim Janis: Beautiful America* Ah...soothing.
*Listening now to a CD by Tim Janis: Beautiful America* Ah...soothing.
WIND
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Wanted me to write something about him, so here I go.
First and foremost, this is not some newspaper article. Rather, it is a blog where I scribble my mindless ramblings, endless thoughts, most intense feelings and what-not. A display of some of my most intimate secrets. Vaguely written, that is if you can read in between the lines.
1, 2, 3....OMG, we have known each other for 8 years and still counting. Wow, isn't that amazing?! We have come a long way from just merely classmates, to brudder-sista relationship, to confidantes and colleagues! But then, there was this "black period" where things got a lil' tricky. Bah, some things are better left unsaid. Am glad that those darken days are long over and the sun has been shinning brightly on us ever since.
If I am an assasin, he'll be the first person I target. Reason? Simple. He knows way too much, every nitty-gritty bits of my past. Name it, he'll be able to answer your every query with much enthusiasm but I trust him enough not to reveal anything to anybody. Yes, even you!!
Couldn't really find much flaws about him except his impromptu cheeky actions, broken english, superb hokkien (hey, i can't understand), always not knowing where to makan when we are cracking our brains for a place but seem to know where all the good food gone to when all are full with bulging stomachs *grrrrrrr*. Extremely streetwise, not only in Singapore, M'sia, but Bintan as well!!! But the one thing I cannot, simply, totally come to terms with is, his theory of "CANNOT HANG OUT ALONE BECAUSE I AM HIS FRIEND'S GIRLFRIEND"!! We are all friends way before that. Don't deny it, bro. This is INVALID!!
Overall, a great buddy and definitely a friend worth keeping. Am keeping my fingers, toes, and whatever appendage crossed, that some day, he will exit from his ossify shell!!
First and foremost, this is not some newspaper article. Rather, it is a blog where I scribble my mindless ramblings, endless thoughts, most intense feelings and what-not. A display of some of my most intimate secrets. Vaguely written, that is if you can read in between the lines.
1, 2, 3....OMG, we have known each other for 8 years and still counting. Wow, isn't that amazing?! We have come a long way from just merely classmates, to brudder-sista relationship, to confidantes and colleagues! But then, there was this "black period" where things got a lil' tricky. Bah, some things are better left unsaid. Am glad that those darken days are long over and the sun has been shinning brightly on us ever since.
If I am an assasin, he'll be the first person I target. Reason? Simple. He knows way too much, every nitty-gritty bits of my past. Name it, he'll be able to answer your every query with much enthusiasm but I trust him enough not to reveal anything to anybody. Yes, even you!!
Couldn't really find much flaws about him except his impromptu cheeky actions, broken english, superb hokkien (hey, i can't understand), always not knowing where to makan when we are cracking our brains for a place but seem to know where all the good food gone to when all are full with bulging stomachs *grrrrrrr*. Extremely streetwise, not only in Singapore, M'sia, but Bintan as well!!! But the one thing I cannot, simply, totally come to terms with is, his theory of "CANNOT HANG OUT ALONE BECAUSE I AM HIS FRIEND'S GIRLFRIEND"!! We are all friends way before that. Don't deny it, bro. This is INVALID!!
Overall, a great buddy and definitely a friend worth keeping. Am keeping my fingers, toes, and whatever appendage crossed, that some day, he will exit from his ossify shell!!
The Tea Room
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Moi
It is Monday, and if you did pay a little attention, you would have realise the fonts are in blue colour. And again, if you just squirt a little of your brain juice, you would understand the correlation here. Blue fonts, blue mood, MONDAY BLUESSSSSSSSsssssssssssssssssssssssss
But...I had a nice Sunday outing with my friends. Met up with them for dinner @ Fish & Co. One of my favourites hang-out simply because I LOVE FISH!! Price are affordable too plus the peppermint sweet they offer to diminish the after-taste is a BONUS!!
Anyway, we went for a cuppa at this place where they offered great tea. "The Tea Room" @ Esplanade. I am impressed the moment I stepped into this place. It gives me a different kind of feeling. Very soothing, relaxing and comfortable place. From the setting, background music, displays etc right up to the china and especially the lady who serve us.
She is very sweet and demure-looking. Dressed in white top and blank pants, a black apron tied around her svelte figure and her hair neatly tied up in a bun. She speaks with such nice and sweet voice that you almost melt and with that sincere smile of hers. Not that I am smitten with her (I am straight) but she deserved the praise. No doubt that it is a must in service line, she has very good PR skills, very rarely came across someone like her. She performed her duties with pride and confidence, knowing every single detail about the tea/ coffee/ cake/ quiches that they offered. Giving you advices and opinion on which is nice, which is unique, which is light/ heavy and just right for little bites. Very professional. She chats with all the patrons to make sure that everyone is comfortable. She fuss over you at the tiniest thing, is the air-con too strong, is the music too dull etc....you almost feel like a king/ queen.
Though I am not a tea-lover, but I would love to visit that place again. Not because of the complimentary vouchers she gave us, but because of the good service and great atmosphere.
That's what I called good service and I wouldn't mind abit about paying the service charge.
Next, I am going to try out that chocolate beverage @ Max Brenner. Highly recommended by my friend for CHOCOLATE LOVERS!! Yum, yum!!
But...I had a nice Sunday outing with my friends. Met up with them for dinner @ Fish & Co. One of my favourites hang-out simply because I LOVE FISH!! Price are affordable too plus the peppermint sweet they offer to diminish the after-taste is a BONUS!!
Anyway, we went for a cuppa at this place where they offered great tea. "The Tea Room" @ Esplanade. I am impressed the moment I stepped into this place. It gives me a different kind of feeling. Very soothing, relaxing and comfortable place. From the setting, background music, displays etc right up to the china and especially the lady who serve us.
She is very sweet and demure-looking. Dressed in white top and blank pants, a black apron tied around her svelte figure and her hair neatly tied up in a bun. She speaks with such nice and sweet voice that you almost melt and with that sincere smile of hers. Not that I am smitten with her (I am straight) but she deserved the praise. No doubt that it is a must in service line, she has very good PR skills, very rarely came across someone like her. She performed her duties with pride and confidence, knowing every single detail about the tea/ coffee/ cake/ quiches that they offered. Giving you advices and opinion on which is nice, which is unique, which is light/ heavy and just right for little bites. Very professional. She chats with all the patrons to make sure that everyone is comfortable. She fuss over you at the tiniest thing, is the air-con too strong, is the music too dull etc....you almost feel like a king/ queen.
Though I am not a tea-lover, but I would love to visit that place again. Not because of the complimentary vouchers she gave us, but because of the good service and great atmosphere.
That's what I called good service and I wouldn't mind abit about paying the service charge.
Next, I am going to try out that chocolate beverage @ Max Brenner. Highly recommended by my friend for CHOCOLATE LOVERS!! Yum, yum!!
On A Little Note
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On days such as this, right now at this moment, I feel inspirational and emotional as I penned down my innermost thoughts and feelings. Therapeutic indeed, I can never find a better outlet as calming (yet at times frustrating due to poor vocab) as writing. Am seriously convicted and hooked.
L.O.V.E
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What is LOVE? Is it just to have a strong feeling of caring for and liking someone, combined with sexual attraction? Is it just a rush of sparks that exploded in a spur of moment? What is the true meaning that lies beyond this simple word yet that stirred strong emotions in the heart of humanity? Is there ever a more lucid explanation of what LOVE is all about? How do you know that you are in love? How authentic and true are you about LOVING someone? By what measure do you determine the depth and certainty of this feeling? I have been comtemplating on this subject and no humanity can offer a better answer than in the Bible.
It says...
LOVE is patient, LOVE is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. LOVE does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. LOVE never fails.
~ 1 Cor 13
It says...
LOVE is patient, LOVE is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. LOVE does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. LOVE never fails.
~ 1 Cor 13
All may seem easy to achieve if you look at them individually but if you were to lump them together, now that's a different ball game. How many of you out there can, without doubt, admit that you are capable of all these attributes that eventually lead to TRUE LOVE? We are just humans, imperfect beings, all fall short of glory. Still, we can steer ourselves onwards in putting these values into practice.
You have to learn to love yourself before you can love someone else. Are you ready for the long-term committment? Most importantly, are you ready to LOVE?
Let It Go...
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Let go...I have to learn to let go. I relish the goodness of the past yet I cannot deny the fact that I have to move onward into the future, and to embrace life just as it was meant to be now or then.
In my life, there are many things/ people that I hold very dearly, may it be worldly possessions or friends. During my journey of life, truely beyond my control, some may be lost on the way while others may choose to stay. Time will take a standstill as I savour the sweetness of the goodwill tidings or when I was totally devour by the sadness of the loss.
In my life, there are many things/ people that I hold very dearly, may it be worldly possessions or friends. During my journey of life, truely beyond my control, some may be lost on the way while others may choose to stay. Time will take a standstill as I savour the sweetness of the goodwill tidings or when I was totally devour by the sadness of the loss.
As such, feelings is incomprehensible and impausible. It comes from within, it speaks no words, it has no form. It does not inform you of its existence and yet it leaves no notice of leaving. At times, it is strong and unbeaten like a hero in a battle. Other times it is soft and delicate, needing shelter and protection like a child looking for comfort in her mother's bosom.
Feelings is akin to a bowl of salad. It can be bland, dull and unpalatable which signifies sadness. It can also be colourful and exceptionally sweet when you are in love. It can also be a mixture which explains the dilemma and irony of life. Driving you in a state of confusion.
What kind of salad do you have in your bowl right now?
Me =
***with intense emotions and quirky thoughts, moi churn out this blog***
Aww!!
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Moi
My arms weigh a tonne and it is all thanks to a great workout yesterday. Joined my friends for kick-boxing yesterday. Just a mere 10 bucks, and you are in for some kick-ass actions. Started off with rope-skipping which lasted for 6 mintues, kinda warm-up the body. Boy, by the time the skipping is done, I am totally beaten. If you see me, you would have thought I just had attended aerobics-kick boxing-pilates-yoga all-in-one session. Unfortunately, this is just the beginning.
With loud and fast tempo blasts of music to set the momentum, we began the actual routine. Front jab, side jab, up jab, down jab, elbow jab. Front kick, side kick and jump kick. I felt like Bruce Lee in action, tossing my punches at the enemy. Then we were told to do diamond push-ups, abdominal crunches in between the routine. The most challenging part will be to jump-squat-push up-squat-jump-right side kick-left side kick-jump kick which really turned my legs really wobbly like jelly and almost drive myself into fits of uncontrollable laughter. Because I looked so silly in the mirror reflection trying hard to keep up with the fast tempo and all the flying kicks. (in all the wrong directions)
The finale ended with a cooling down routine akin to yoga and tai-chi styles which really relaxes the body muscle. The instructor was telling us to be grateful that we can jump, run, hop because not many people can do it. We should not take for granted and be thankful for the muscles. So as we massage our muscles to release of the tensions, all of us in unison, to the rythmic thumping, chanting thank you, thank you, thank you and endless thank you(s). (to the ligaments, hamstrings, biceps, triceps and what-not of course)
I am comtemplating on signing up for kick-boxing as a member to lose some calories of course. Truely, I enjoyed the session. Now, I am ready to kick some real ass.
With loud and fast tempo blasts of music to set the momentum, we began the actual routine. Front jab, side jab, up jab, down jab, elbow jab. Front kick, side kick and jump kick. I felt like Bruce Lee in action, tossing my punches at the enemy. Then we were told to do diamond push-ups, abdominal crunches in between the routine. The most challenging part will be to jump-squat-push up-squat-jump-right side kick-left side kick-jump kick which really turned my legs really wobbly like jelly and almost drive myself into fits of uncontrollable laughter. Because I looked so silly in the mirror reflection trying hard to keep up with the fast tempo and all the flying kicks. (in all the wrong directions)
The finale ended with a cooling down routine akin to yoga and tai-chi styles which really relaxes the body muscle. The instructor was telling us to be grateful that we can jump, run, hop because not many people can do it. We should not take for granted and be thankful for the muscles. So as we massage our muscles to release of the tensions, all of us in unison, to the rythmic thumping, chanting thank you, thank you, thank you and endless thank you(s). (to the ligaments, hamstrings, biceps, triceps and what-not of course)
I am comtemplating on signing up for kick-boxing as a member to lose some calories of course. Truely, I enjoyed the session. Now, I am ready to kick some real ass.
WWIII
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Moi
"You can't be so self-centred!"
That's was it. The deadly word being splurted out from his mouth during our heated argument. It hit me akin to hitting the nail right on the head. I literally had to jolt and relocate myself back to reality. A nimbus over my head. My self-esteem was brought right down to ground zero. Nothing. Silence seemed to engulf the whole situation perpetually.
Then....
Tears trickled down my cheeks. It hurt alot especially when it surfaced from someone who is very dear to my heart. Excruciating heartache. The feeling is far worse than having salt rubbed onto an infected wound with yellowish pus oozing out. My mind being thrown off into a whirlpool , in a whirring motion. Every nitty gritty of the things we once shared began to fill every single byte of space in my memory.
Perplexed.
Though he clarified that he was not pin-pointing anyone (me in particular) about being self-centredness, however, I am still perturbed over the whole issue. This really set me into thinking and did some soul-searching. Perhaps, I should pay more details of my body language and the way I convey my thinking and thoughts. At times, my good intentions are perversed at the final outcome.
Really gald that this WWIII is over because I am totally zonked out by the time we had our indifferences ironed out.
That's was it. The deadly word being splurted out from his mouth during our heated argument. It hit me akin to hitting the nail right on the head. I literally had to jolt and relocate myself back to reality. A nimbus over my head. My self-esteem was brought right down to ground zero. Nothing. Silence seemed to engulf the whole situation perpetually.
Then....
Tears trickled down my cheeks. It hurt alot especially when it surfaced from someone who is very dear to my heart. Excruciating heartache. The feeling is far worse than having salt rubbed onto an infected wound with yellowish pus oozing out. My mind being thrown off into a whirlpool , in a whirring motion. Every nitty gritty of the things we once shared began to fill every single byte of space in my memory.
Perplexed.
Though he clarified that he was not pin-pointing anyone (me in particular) about being self-centredness, however, I am still perturbed over the whole issue. This really set me into thinking and did some soul-searching. Perhaps, I should pay more details of my body language and the way I convey my thinking and thoughts. At times, my good intentions are perversed at the final outcome.
Really gald that this WWIII is over because I am totally zonked out by the time we had our indifferences ironed out.
My New Baby
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Moi
Slim. Sleek. Stylish. Compact. Light.
These are what I like about my new baby.
I have a penchant for MP3 player. Been doing abit of research, read up and dishing out reviews on the current market for digital music player. Struggling with the choice to get hard-drive or flash memory MP3. The former has an enormous storage space of up to 60GB whereas the latter only has a maximum capacity of 256MB. Each type has its own pros and cons, ultimately it all boils down to what are your requirements and expectations. Of course the vital criteria: BUDGET.
iPOD (mini is a darling too!!) warranted my attention, not only its exquisite features, big storage space, good audio quality but also its overwhelming price tag. Way too pricey. Hype gadget.
Creative. ZEN Jukebox or NOMAD MuVo. Too many versions, spoilt for choice. More affordable, features (appearance wise) may not be as attractive as the iPOD but definitely not short-changed in the audio and storage department.
These are what I like about my new baby.
I have a penchant for MP3 player. Been doing abit of research, read up and dishing out reviews on the current market for digital music player. Struggling with the choice to get hard-drive or flash memory MP3. The former has an enormous storage space of up to 60GB whereas the latter only has a maximum capacity of 256MB. Each type has its own pros and cons, ultimately it all boils down to what are your requirements and expectations. Of course the vital criteria: BUDGET.
iPOD (mini is a darling too!!) warranted my attention, not only its exquisite features, big storage space, good audio quality but also its overwhelming price tag. Way too pricey. Hype gadget.
Creative. ZEN Jukebox or NOMAD MuVo. Too many versions, spoilt for choice. More affordable, features (appearance wise) may not be as attractive as the iPOD but definitely not short-changed in the audio and storage department.
My verdict: MuVo Slim MP3 player integrated with FM radio. It is sleek, slim and very compact, just right about the size of a credit card. Very stylish too and super lightweight. With flash memory of 256MB (128MB also available). It comes in an assortment of colours. My favourites: Basic Black & Metallic Silver. The bundle also consists of a leather case, earpiece, CD (software installation) and a USB cable.
I purchase mine with much aniticipation and excitement. Popped over to the Creative @ IBP, yes there is a sale going on there. My oh my, crowded with people, armed with baskets full of MP3, thumb-drives, sound blaster, peripherals etc. I missed alot of good deals at the COMEX (heard that iPOD are selling at a very cheap price). So not wanting to repeat my mistake, got my good-natured-always-helpful vendor to drive me all the way to Jurong East. In fact, he bought more than I did. Overall, we both had some great buys and you can see us smiling happily as we excused ourselves from the warehouse.
Yup, the sale is still on till this Sunday (5 Sept 2004) and each day, they will have some STAR BUYs and oh, you can try bidding as well. What are you waiting for, go get yourself a MP3.
T.O.D.A.Y
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Moi
Nope, not the newspaper that you got it for free every morning regardless rain or shine. It is just about ME on 2nd Septembter 2004. This day is of no significant importance to me, just an ordinary day or so I thought until....
background music: classical
atmosphere: damp
air: stale, cold
mood: mediocre
Things doesn't seem to go too well for me today. I have been sluggish for the past 2 weeks. I was literally wasting my time away in the office (ops!) because all projects have been completed and pending for new ones to come in. Just as I thought I could again slack my way through the day, came in a project that need immediate execution. What the heck! Got to get my butt of my comfy zone and start all the necessary preparations (oh, I hate paperwork, totally mundane).
I spent the whole morning filling up forms, getting all the information that I needed etc. It took me almost half a day to do all the setups, to double-check the procedures so as not to make mistakes. Happily, trying to link up everything, only to find out that there is some bug in the software. Wasted another 30-45mins to debug and rectify the problem.
Finally can take a breather, in came another job request. Again, started the cycle of mundane tasks. Isn't it irony that when I am free, I am really FREE (no requests, no projects) but when I am already piled up with work, more requests just popped up from nowhere. Like some sales, everyone just crowded to that particular store whose stuff are going at 70%. Wanting to attract more consumers, they might just slapped in free gifts for the 1st 100 customers, the more the merrier they thought. But hey, I am not having any SALE down here and I need a break in between two heavy, urgently-needed-to meet-deadlines projects.
I also found out something. Yes, always when things start getting heavy and overloaded, this colleague of mine just disappeared with a MC. Maybe next time, I should forecast my MC as well.
The more impatient I am, the more the work cannot be accomplished. Murphy Law's. Urghh.
Got to stop all these whinning and get back to SERIOUS work. Can't wait for the day to be over.
background music: classical
atmosphere: damp
air: stale, cold
mood: mediocre
Things doesn't seem to go too well for me today. I have been sluggish for the past 2 weeks. I was literally wasting my time away in the office (ops!) because all projects have been completed and pending for new ones to come in. Just as I thought I could again slack my way through the day, came in a project that need immediate execution. What the heck! Got to get my butt of my comfy zone and start all the necessary preparations (oh, I hate paperwork, totally mundane).
I spent the whole morning filling up forms, getting all the information that I needed etc. It took me almost half a day to do all the setups, to double-check the procedures so as not to make mistakes. Happily, trying to link up everything, only to find out that there is some bug in the software. Wasted another 30-45mins to debug and rectify the problem.
Finally can take a breather, in came another job request. Again, started the cycle of mundane tasks. Isn't it irony that when I am free, I am really FREE (no requests, no projects) but when I am already piled up with work, more requests just popped up from nowhere. Like some sales, everyone just crowded to that particular store whose stuff are going at 70%. Wanting to attract more consumers, they might just slapped in free gifts for the 1st 100 customers, the more the merrier they thought. But hey, I am not having any SALE down here and I need a break in between two heavy, urgently-needed-to meet-deadlines projects.
I also found out something. Yes, always when things start getting heavy and overloaded, this colleague of mine just disappeared with a MC. Maybe next time, I should forecast my MC as well.
The more impatient I am, the more the work cannot be accomplished. Murphy Law's. Urghh.
Got to stop all these whinning and get back to SERIOUS work. Can't wait for the day to be over.
E.N.Y.A
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Moi
On a lazy, humid Saturday afternoon, I was browsing through my catalogue of CDs when I found this album I bought a few years back. I don't have a special preference because I feel that there is always a genre of music for every atmosphere. But this particular album never fails to have a soothing effect on me. She has an angelic voice, so soft and delicate, yet smouldering enough to leave a deep impression.
This is a soundtrack from Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of The Ring
[May It Be]
May it be an evening star
Shines down upon you
May it be when darkness falls
Your heart will be true
You walk a lonely road
Oh! How far you are from home
Mornië utúlië (Quenya: Darkness has come) [1]
Believe and you will find your way
Mornië alantië (Quenya: Darkness has fallen)
A promise lives within you now
May it be the shadow's call
Will fly away
May it be your journey on
To light the day
When the night is overcome
You may rise to find the sun
Mornië utúlië (Quenya: Darkness has come)
Believe and you will find your way
Mornië alantië (Quenya: Darkness has fallen)
A promise lives within you now
A promise lives within you now
This is a soundtrack from Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of The Ring
[May It Be]
May it be an evening star
Shines down upon you
May it be when darkness falls
Your heart will be true
You walk a lonely road
Oh! How far you are from home
Mornië utúlië (Quenya: Darkness has come) [1]
Believe and you will find your way
Mornië alantië (Quenya: Darkness has fallen)
A promise lives within you now
May it be the shadow's call
Will fly away
May it be your journey on
To light the day
When the night is overcome
You may rise to find the sun
Mornië utúlië (Quenya: Darkness has come)
Believe and you will find your way
Mornië alantië (Quenya: Darkness has fallen)
A promise lives within you now
A promise lives within you now
Junior
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Moi
Svelte. Demure. Sweet. My initial impression of her.
Cheerful. Innocent. Blur. A sweet tooth.
I remember the time when she came for interview. Ah Beng (not some juvenile, but a col of mine, a Master graduate) brought her to our lab and started the "interrogation". We prepared a list of questionaire, mostly technical. Showed her around the lab and brief her on the job scope. Though not technically strong but possessed a POSITIVE attitude about learning. Naturally she got the job but we teased our col that he was just smitten with her.
She stands out in the crowd with her 1.68m tall frame and big round eyes. Caught alot of attention everywhere she goes. Had numerous anonymous emails, paging, phonecalls from strangers who wants to make friends with her. Wow, what a stunner! I thought.
No sooner, we became good friends. Sharing our workloads/ secrets/ little talks and coffee breaks. The lab seemed so much livelier with her around. She never failed to brighten up your day with her MEGAWATT
. She gets very excited easily, waving her hands frantically, while relating stories and experiences she had.
She is very independent. Coming all the way from our neighbouring country to work and study all by herself, going back home only during weekends. She is also very popular with people, often surrounded with friends regardless of race, gender, age, size, shape and what-not.
Yet, she can be soooooo blur. There was once when she literally walked into a cabinet and knocked herself hard on the head. She's an exception. She can't multi-tasks very efficiently...if she was given more than 3 instructions, she will be totally fazed.
She has a very soft side which at times was being taken advantage of. There were times when she felt stressed by work and people and broke down in
.
She is rational (at a later part) to end a relationship which she feels has no future even though the guy held a very special place in her heart. But decided to call it off for his every move, every word, every action just affects her too much. She wanted to be a much happier person hence she made that bold but firm decision. Kudos!
She is a movie-goer. Watched practically every movie that is screening but not able to name of the actors/ actresses names. She used to take 2 weeks leave in precedence of her exams, end up watching movies, meeting up with friends, shopping instead of mugging books.
One year later, she left. To go back to her hometown, to help out in the family business. It has been months since we met. We had lunch together today. Everything just seemed like yesterday. We haven't met but there wasn't a tinge of awkwardness, no silence. We are so busy updating each other of our lives, our future plans etc. She seemed busy, having to juggle between working and attending both English and Malay classes. Soon, she'll be off to KL for her full-time ACCA.
Thinner than ever, but more accomplished and happier. Not one sec of her life has been wasted.
I am sure, she will make it BIG some day.
She is unique. She is Ee Von. She is my junior in poly. Thanks for being my friend.
Ponder for the day: Believe in yourself. Have faith in yourself. Everything is possible as long you put your best foot forward, your heart into it. You will succeed.
p/s: just like you managed to clear all your five papers (accountancy) and be one of the three to be promoted to the next level for your english.
Cheerful. Innocent. Blur. A sweet tooth.
I remember the time when she came for interview. Ah Beng (not some juvenile, but a col of mine, a Master graduate) brought her to our lab and started the "interrogation". We prepared a list of questionaire, mostly technical. Showed her around the lab and brief her on the job scope. Though not technically strong but possessed a POSITIVE attitude about learning. Naturally she got the job but we teased our col that he was just smitten with her.
She stands out in the crowd with her 1.68m tall frame and big round eyes. Caught alot of attention everywhere she goes. Had numerous anonymous emails, paging, phonecalls from strangers who wants to make friends with her. Wow, what a stunner! I thought.
No sooner, we became good friends. Sharing our workloads/ secrets/ little talks and coffee breaks. The lab seemed so much livelier with her around. She never failed to brighten up your day with her MEGAWATT
. She gets very excited easily, waving her hands frantically, while relating stories and experiences she had.
She is very independent. Coming all the way from our neighbouring country to work and study all by herself, going back home only during weekends. She is also very popular with people, often surrounded with friends regardless of race, gender, age, size, shape and what-not.
Yet, she can be soooooo blur. There was once when she literally walked into a cabinet and knocked herself hard on the head. She's an exception. She can't multi-tasks very efficiently...if she was given more than 3 instructions, she will be totally fazed.
She has a very soft side which at times was being taken advantage of. There were times when she felt stressed by work and people and broke down in
.
She is rational (at a later part) to end a relationship which she feels has no future even though the guy held a very special place in her heart. But decided to call it off for his every move, every word, every action just affects her too much. She wanted to be a much happier person hence she made that bold but firm decision. Kudos!
She is a movie-goer. Watched practically every movie that is screening but not able to name of the actors/ actresses names. She used to take 2 weeks leave in precedence of her exams, end up watching movies, meeting up with friends, shopping instead of mugging books.
One year later, she left. To go back to her hometown, to help out in the family business. It has been months since we met. We had lunch together today. Everything just seemed like yesterday. We haven't met but there wasn't a tinge of awkwardness, no silence. We are so busy updating each other of our lives, our future plans etc. She seemed busy, having to juggle between working and attending both English and Malay classes. Soon, she'll be off to KL for her full-time ACCA.
Thinner than ever, but more accomplished and happier. Not one sec of her life has been wasted.
I am sure, she will make it BIG some day.
She is unique. She is Ee Von. She is my junior in poly. Thanks for being my friend.
Ponder for the day: Believe in yourself. Have faith in yourself. Everything is possible as long you put your best foot forward, your heart into it. You will succeed.
p/s: just like you managed to clear all your five papers (accountancy) and be one of the three to be promoted to the next level for your english.
S-A-M-M-I!!
C'est Tout from
Moi
date: 27 aug 2004
day: friday time: 1900hrs
venue: eastern part of singapore
weather: humid
surroundings: cars wheezing and filling up the parking lots, a large congregation of people, a mix of excitement and exuberance tingling in the air
Today is the Sammi Cheng World Tour 2004. As I enter the premises, I thank GOD for the invention of air-conditioner. Literally cools me down and brought my body temperature to a more comfortable level. Security checks at the entrance for the tickets.
Security: "Sorry Miss, no bottled drinks allowed."
Moi: "Huh?" (grrrr, what the heck!)
The waiting gallery, a span of about 1/3 size of a basketball court, is already crowded with people. On the left, a mini commotion is going on. Curiously, I walked over to the reception. CDs, CDs and more CDs. Without battling an eyelid, I picked up one of them. Sneeringly, I whispered into the ears of my beloved companion and complained that the CD abit pricey (I bought the same CD at a much lower price). He replied saying this is the best time to "chop the carrot". Well, I do see lots of "walking carrots"...*chuckle*
On the right, a mini 7-eleven set-up. Aha, now the picture is clearer. I thought no food and drinks are allowed as like in Esplanade. But I was proved wrong because you are ALLOWED to buy food and drinks and bring them into the concert hall as long as it is from 7-11 (one of the sponsors) . They even had their staff(s), with tray of chips, sandwiches and drinks strap around their necks walking around to promote and coerce you to spend bucks.
Anyway, after much anticipation and waiting, the lights are dimmed. Video clips of Sammi's albums, past concerts, music videos blasted the screens. Without warning, fireworks started and ended almost instantaneously with the entrance of Sammi. Wow!! The majestic, the colourful stage performance, the vibrancy dancers, totally complements Sammi's powerful and confidence singing. During the first hour of her performance, she belted out both fast and slow numbers from her current album, mostly in her mother tongue, cantonese. As expected, she changes her outfit for every 2-3 songs, some demure, others outrageous. Her dancers also proved to be eye candies as they bared their tanned six-packed torso that you envy and jealous at the same time. The dancers are very pro, totally energized the moment their feet make contact with the stage.
During the second hour, she sang some of the songs by her teacher, Du Li Sha, a cantopop diva. Another 2 songs written by Gig Leung. She also belted out some familiar songs from some of her previous albums, some are movies soundtracks. Somehow, I feel that there is always a tinge sadness in her tone when she sings. On a happier note, Sammi picked some from the audience to sing with her on stage. One sang out of key, the other came up and then declared he know nuts about singing, another kept implying how much he likes and supported her. It ended with a gift each (hello kitty doll) as well as a piece of her unmalicious sarcasm which sent everyone into heaps of laughter. I appreciate her black humour. Sammi does have a sharp tongue.
Though there a few hiccups, like she forgot her lyrics, she can't hear the music clearly, no sound from the mic at one instant but overall still very much enjoyable. But I am sure she can do soooooooooo much better and hopefully with a happier soul. The most memorable moment was when she sang the theme song from "Love on a Diet" which has always been my all-time favourite.
Way to go Sammi!! You are the best!!
day: friday time: 1900hrs
venue: eastern part of singapore
weather: humid
surroundings: cars wheezing and filling up the parking lots, a large congregation of people, a mix of excitement and exuberance tingling in the air
Today is the Sammi Cheng World Tour 2004. As I enter the premises, I thank GOD for the invention of air-conditioner. Literally cools me down and brought my body temperature to a more comfortable level. Security checks at the entrance for the tickets.
Security: "Sorry Miss, no bottled drinks allowed."
Moi: "Huh?" (grrrr, what the heck!)
The waiting gallery, a span of about 1/3 size of a basketball court, is already crowded with people. On the left, a mini commotion is going on. Curiously, I walked over to the reception. CDs, CDs and more CDs. Without battling an eyelid, I picked up one of them. Sneeringly, I whispered into the ears of my beloved companion and complained that the CD abit pricey (I bought the same CD at a much lower price). He replied saying this is the best time to "chop the carrot". Well, I do see lots of "walking carrots"...*chuckle*
On the right, a mini 7-eleven set-up. Aha, now the picture is clearer. I thought no food and drinks are allowed as like in Esplanade. But I was proved wrong because you are ALLOWED to buy food and drinks and bring them into the concert hall as long as it is from 7-11 (one of the sponsors) . They even had their staff(s), with tray of chips, sandwiches and drinks strap around their necks walking around to promote and coerce you to spend bucks.
Anyway, after much anticipation and waiting, the lights are dimmed. Video clips of Sammi's albums, past concerts, music videos blasted the screens. Without warning, fireworks started and ended almost instantaneously with the entrance of Sammi. Wow!! The majestic, the colourful stage performance, the vibrancy dancers, totally complements Sammi's powerful and confidence singing. During the first hour of her performance, she belted out both fast and slow numbers from her current album, mostly in her mother tongue, cantonese. As expected, she changes her outfit for every 2-3 songs, some demure, others outrageous. Her dancers also proved to be eye candies as they bared their tanned six-packed torso that you envy and jealous at the same time. The dancers are very pro, totally energized the moment their feet make contact with the stage.
During the second hour, she sang some of the songs by her teacher, Du Li Sha, a cantopop diva. Another 2 songs written by Gig Leung. She also belted out some familiar songs from some of her previous albums, some are movies soundtracks. Somehow, I feel that there is always a tinge sadness in her tone when she sings. On a happier note, Sammi picked some from the audience to sing with her on stage. One sang out of key, the other came up and then declared he know nuts about singing, another kept implying how much he likes and supported her. It ended with a gift each (hello kitty doll) as well as a piece of her unmalicious sarcasm which sent everyone into heaps of laughter. I appreciate her black humour. Sammi does have a sharp tongue.
Though there a few hiccups, like she forgot her lyrics, she can't hear the music clearly, no sound from the mic at one instant but overall still very much enjoyable. But I am sure she can do soooooooooo much better and hopefully with a happier soul. The most memorable moment was when she sang the theme song from "Love on a Diet" which has always been my all-time favourite.
Way to go Sammi!! You are the best!!
La la la la la...........
C'est Tout from
Moi
I will be going for Sammi's concert @2000hrs sharp at Singapore indoor stadium. Oh, I am so excited about it!!
Adia
C'est Tout from
Moi
Adia I do believe I failed you
Adia I know I let you down
Don't you know I tried so hard
To Love you in my way
It's easy let it go...
Adia I'm empty since you left me
Trying to find a way to carry on
I search myself and everyone
To see where we went wrong
'Cause there's no one left to finger
There's no one here to blame
There's no one left to talk to, honey
And there ain't no one to buy our innocence
'Cause we are born innocent
Believe me Adia, we are still innocent
It's easy, we all falter
Does it matter?
Adia I thought that we could make it
But I know I can't change the way you feel
I leave you with your misery
A friend who won't betray
I pul you from your tower
I take away your pain
And show you all the beauty you possess
If you's only let yourself believe that
We are born innocent
Believe me Adia, we are still innocent
It's easy, we all falter, does it matter?
Believe me Adia, we are still innocent
'Cause we are born innocent
Adia we are still innocent
It's easy, we all falter...but does it matter?
- [Adia] Sarah McLachlan
Adia I know I let you down
Don't you know I tried so hard
To Love you in my way
It's easy let it go...
Adia I'm empty since you left me
Trying to find a way to carry on
I search myself and everyone
To see where we went wrong
'Cause there's no one left to finger
There's no one here to blame
There's no one left to talk to, honey
And there ain't no one to buy our innocence
'Cause we are born innocent
Believe me Adia, we are still innocent
It's easy, we all falter
Does it matter?
Adia I thought that we could make it
But I know I can't change the way you feel
I leave you with your misery
A friend who won't betray
I pul you from your tower
I take away your pain
And show you all the beauty you possess
If you's only let yourself believe that
We are born innocent
Believe me Adia, we are still innocent
It's easy, we all falter, does it matter?
Believe me Adia, we are still innocent
'Cause we are born innocent
Adia we are still innocent
It's easy, we all falter...but does it matter?
- [Adia] Sarah McLachlan
Angel
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Moi
Spend all your time waiting
for that second chance,
for a break that will make it okay.
There's always some reason
to feel not good enough,
and it's hard, at the end of the day
I need some distraction,
oh, beautiful release.
Memories seep from my veins.
Let me be empty,
Oh, and weightless,
and maybe I'll find some peace tonight.
Chorus:
In the arms of the angel,
fly away from here,
from this dark, cold hotel room,
and the endlessness that you feel.
You are pulled from the wreckage,
of your silent reverie.
You're in the arms of the angel,
may you find some comfort here.
So tired of the straight line,
and everywhere you turn,
there's vultures and thieves at your back.
The storm keeps on twisting.
Keep on building the lies
that you make up for all that you lack.
Don't make no difference,
escape one last time.
It's easier to believe in this sweet madness,
oh, this glorious sadness,
that brings me to my knees
- [Angel] Sarah McLachlan
for that second chance,
for a break that will make it okay.
There's always some reason
to feel not good enough,
and it's hard, at the end of the day
I need some distraction,
oh, beautiful release.
Memories seep from my veins.
Let me be empty,
Oh, and weightless,
and maybe I'll find some peace tonight.
Chorus:
In the arms of the angel,
fly away from here,
from this dark, cold hotel room,
and the endlessness that you feel.
You are pulled from the wreckage,
of your silent reverie.
You're in the arms of the angel,
may you find some comfort here.
So tired of the straight line,
and everywhere you turn,
there's vultures and thieves at your back.
The storm keeps on twisting.
Keep on building the lies
that you make up for all that you lack.
Don't make no difference,
escape one last time.
It's easier to believe in this sweet madness,
oh, this glorious sadness,
that brings me to my knees
- [Angel] Sarah McLachlan
The Power of Language
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Moi
Often than not, we say something we don't really mean it or at least it does not conceive the way it was supposed to be. Generally, 2 outcomes can be concluded: constructive or destructive.
I find myself relating better (or so I thought) in written form than in verbal expressions. Paradoxically, it turned out to be that none (of the above-mentioned) is pre-eminent than the other. Which means, I am not good in either and often have to rely on both ways to relate, express myself. Predominantly, both co-exist in my real world.
Let me cite an analogy: A picturesque oil painting of a flaming sun along the horizon. To an optimistic person, he/ she sees sunrise. But to a pessimisitic person, he/ she sees sunset. There is no right/ wrong. Moral to ponder: each individual will have different ideas/ views/ opinions on everything.
The use of the right words, at the right place and with the right timing are vital ingredients in whipping up an effective communication coherently.
In future, I just have to be more articulate, more tactful in order to promote a conducive environment for constructive and effective communication.
Maybe it is a splendid idea to perform a houdini act and veg out this very minute.
le plat du jour (the day's special): Dessert
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Moi
Chanced upon this D.I.Y receipe from Women's Weekly (Sept issue)
Prep 30mins
1/2 cup sugar
1/2 cup water
Juice of 1 lime
5 green kiwi fruits
1 cup pineapple juice
Mint leaves for garnishing
Prep 30mins
1/2 cup sugar
1/2 cup water
Juice of 1 lime
5 green kiwi fruits
1 cup pineapple juice
Mint leaves for garnishing
- In a pot, boil sugar and water into a syup. This takes 5 to 10 mins. Set aside to cook and stir in lime juice.
- Scoop out kiwi fruit flesh. Mix syrup with kiwi fruit and push through strainer with a spoon to ensure a fine mash.
- Combine with pineapple juice. Transfer into a shallow plastic container and freeze. Stir every 2 hrs. Leave sorbet in freezer overnight.
- When ready to serve, garnish with mint leaves.
Kiwi and pineapple sorbet on the go!!
Funky punk
le plat du jour (the day's special): Main
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Moi
Chanced upon this D.I.Y receipe from Women's Weekly (Sept issue)
Prep 10mins
Cook 10mins
Serves 2-3
1 tbsp olive oil
1 clove garlic, chopped
120g canned crabmeat
120g cream cheese
Herbs de Provence (optional)
120g panko (jap breadcrumbs, alternative conventional breadcrumbs will do)
250g brown button mushrooms, cleaned, stems removed
3 tbsp grated Parmesan cheesse
2 rashers streaky bacon, fried till crispy and sliced finely (bottled bacon bits to save the hassle)
3 stalks of spring onions, sliced
Prep 10mins
Cook 10mins
Serves 2-3
1 tbsp olive oil
1 clove garlic, chopped
120g canned crabmeat
120g cream cheese
Herbs de Provence (optional)
120g panko (jap breadcrumbs, alternative conventional breadcrumbs will do)
250g brown button mushrooms, cleaned, stems removed
3 tbsp grated Parmesan cheesse
2 rashers streaky bacon, fried till crispy and sliced finely (bottled bacon bits to save the hassle)
3 stalks of spring onions, sliced
- Heat oil in pan over medium fire and stir-fry garlic till lightly browned. Remove from pan.
- Combine garlic with crab, cream cheese, herbs and panko. Mix well.
- Divide mixture evenly and mound over mushroom caps. Sprinkle tops with Parmesan cheese.
- Grill mushrooms in 180C oven for 15mins or until tops are browned.
- Sprinkle bacon over, garnish with spring onions and serve.
Ta-da! Nicely mushrooms stuffed with Herbed Cheese. Yummy!!
Aha!!
le plat du jour (the day's special): Entreé
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Moi
Chanced upon this D.I.Y receipe from Women's Weekly (Sept issue)
Prep 20mins
8 cherry tomatoes, halved
4 gold kiwi fruits, sliced into bite-size pieces
1 carrot, shredded
8 prawns, shelled and cooked
3 sprigs coriander, shredded
2 sprigs mint leaves
2 tbsps peanuts, toasted and chopped
Dressing (mixed well)
3 tbsps lime juice
3 tbsps fish sauce
1 tbsp brown sugar
2 cloves garlic, minced
1 red chilli, sliced
Prep 20mins
8 cherry tomatoes, halved
4 gold kiwi fruits, sliced into bite-size pieces
1 carrot, shredded
8 prawns, shelled and cooked
3 sprigs coriander, shredded
2 sprigs mint leaves
2 tbsps peanuts, toasted and chopped
Dressing (mixed well)
3 tbsps lime juice
3 tbsps fish sauce
1 tbsp brown sugar
2 cloves garlic, minced
1 red chilli, sliced
- Place cherry tomatoes, kiwi fruits, carrot, prawns and coriander in a bowl. Pour dressing over and toss gently.
- Garnish with mint leaves and peanuts, and serve at once
There you are!! Vietnamese-style kiwi fruit salad! *Slurp*
Tossing happily
What am I?
C'est Tout from
Moi
At times, I am so full of myself, other times, I want to kill myself. Looking back the past 20-odd years, what have I really achieved on a personal basis? An over-achiever? Definitely not. An under-achiever? Absolutely not. So, what am I? I have no regrets or whatsoever because no point fretting and mulling about the past mistakes or to cry over spilt milk. But I dare say, over the last few years, there were indeed too much of a lesson for me to learn and teachings to ponder.
At some turning point, I seemed to enter another dimension of my life. I feel detached. Clam up. Lonely. Cynical. Unable to comprehend just about anything happening around me. Ironically, my life feels empty yet full of void. It is like I have been encaved in an opague snowglobe, amidst in a world too finely balanced between the desire to succeed and the temptation to give up. I can't see/ feel/ hear anything for I am enveloped in total inky darkness. Why am I in such fitful plights? This is inexplicable, impausible and complicated! I need to find peace and confidence within my innermost self-being.
Who can wholly empathize with this situation? Can you hear me calling out to YOU? Would YOU not lend me YOUR HAND and lift me up?
I need to find a PURPOSE in life. I believe so that each and everyone of us has a purpose to fulfill in his life. I think I need FAITH as well to believe in myself. I need HIM.
At some turning point, I seemed to enter another dimension of my life. I feel detached. Clam up. Lonely. Cynical. Unable to comprehend just about anything happening around me. Ironically, my life feels empty yet full of void. It is like I have been encaved in an opague snowglobe, amidst in a world too finely balanced between the desire to succeed and the temptation to give up. I can't see/ feel/ hear anything for I am enveloped in total inky darkness. Why am I in such fitful plights? This is inexplicable, impausible and complicated! I need to find peace and confidence within my innermost self-being.
Who can wholly empathize with this situation? Can you hear me calling out to YOU? Would YOU not lend me YOUR HAND and lift me up?
I need to find a PURPOSE in life. I believe so that each and everyone of us has a purpose to fulfill in his life. I think I need FAITH as well to believe in myself. I need HIM.
Ways to de-stress
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Moi
What are some of the most effective ways of de-stressing?
1) Sleep (may need some sleeping pills prescription from the doc)
2) Eat (gorge yourself to all kinds of sinful, high calories, high fat content goodies)
3) Drink (high percentage of alcohol; side effects: giddy, spinning head, puking=overhang)
4) Listening to music (either soothing to the ears/ damaging to the ears)
5) Sweat it out!! (wear out every single muscle of your body)
6) Scream your lungs out at some karaoke joint (sore throat prone)
7) Shopping (retail therapy but you might end up with: i) buying things you don't really need
ii) a fat bill iii) a BIG hole )
8) Writing (hey, this is therapeutic, you can scribble your heart out)
9) Pour your woes to some patience-nice-aunite/ uncle/ sista/ brudder agony
10) Movie marathon (be a couch potato for the day)
11) Aromatherapy (Lavender, Ylang ylang is superb!!)
If you have extra $ to spare, and I really mean EXTRA...spa resorts is an ultimate spoilt!!
For me, beach is the place. With the idyllic setting it offers, the sounds of wave splashing against the rocks and rushing the sand against the shore, with the breeze softly embracing the face of the earth and the palm tress dancing away to some unheard melody. With soothing music (Angels by Sarah McLachlan) to the ears as the flaming sun slowly sliding off the horizon, leaving behind an inky dark sky bejewelled with sparkling and glittering stars.
1) Sleep (may need some sleeping pills prescription from the doc)
2) Eat (gorge yourself to all kinds of sinful, high calories, high fat content goodies)
3) Drink (high percentage of alcohol; side effects: giddy, spinning head, puking=overhang)
4) Listening to music (either soothing to the ears/ damaging to the ears)
5) Sweat it out!! (wear out every single muscle of your body)
6) Scream your lungs out at some karaoke joint (sore throat prone)
7) Shopping (retail therapy but you might end up with: i) buying things you don't really need
ii) a fat bill iii) a BIG hole )
8) Writing (hey, this is therapeutic, you can scribble your heart out)
9) Pour your woes to some patience-nice-aunite/ uncle/ sista/ brudder agony
10) Movie marathon (be a couch potato for the day)
11) Aromatherapy (Lavender, Ylang ylang is superb!!)
If you have extra $ to spare, and I really mean EXTRA...spa resorts is an ultimate spoilt!!
For me, beach is the place. With the idyllic setting it offers, the sounds of wave splashing against the rocks and rushing the sand against the shore, with the breeze softly embracing the face of the earth and the palm tress dancing away to some unheard melody. With soothing music (Angels by Sarah McLachlan) to the ears as the flaming sun slowly sliding off the horizon, leaving behind an inky dark sky bejewelled with sparkling and glittering stars.
Oh, how I miss the beach...
Take that minute off, relax and listen to the whispers of your heart...
*Beep* *Beep*
C'est Tout from
Moi
*Beep* (but to the tune of Doraemon)
Received an sms and much to astonishment, a very mushy note which caught me by surprise. It goes..."Hi darling! Have you reached Tampines? I am reaching soon....have you reached? I miss you!
My eyes scrolled to see who the sender was, battling my eyelids and nearly had a heart attack. Probably need resuscitation if not for my instant recovery. After jolted back to reality, I replied the sms (trying hard to control my giggles).
To sender: Ay, uncle you sms the wrong person. You will get me in trouble if my boyfriend sees this.
From sender: Oh must be due to our previous correspondence. Used to be more mushy when in courting stage. Never mind lah, you can make your boyfriend jealous. Sorry, bie cuo qing.
I was totally amused at how blur this friend of mine is, hence I want to award him joker of the week!! Hahahahahaha..........
Received an sms and much to astonishment, a very mushy note which caught me by surprise. It goes..."Hi darling! Have you reached Tampines? I am reaching soon....have you reached? I miss you!
My eyes scrolled to see who the sender was, battling my eyelids and nearly had a heart attack. Probably need resuscitation if not for my instant recovery. After jolted back to reality, I replied the sms (trying hard to control my giggles).
To sender: Ay, uncle you sms the wrong person. You will get me in trouble if my boyfriend sees this.
From sender: Oh must be due to our previous correspondence. Used to be more mushy when in courting stage. Never mind lah, you can make your boyfriend jealous. Sorry, bie cuo qing.
I was totally amused at how blur this friend of mine is, hence I want to award him joker of the week!! Hahahahahaha..........
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