The day was going not bad, y’know?
Managed to do a few rounds of personal emailing at work, y’know?
Then discussion with the boss (or cousin) was smooth AND I had lunch at Parkway Parade! Big improvement, y’know!!!
After lunch I even got a latte from Pacific coffee. Big deal for a Kaki Bukit dweller, mind you. Clutching my latte, I glided along the corridors of the newly revamped Parkway Parade Mall. Then, I saw a Veela.
That woman, how come so… preeetty one?
OMG! It’s Zoe Tay!!!!
AHHHHHHHH…… and as she walked past me, she left a trail of golden dust behind.
Hovering near were a few schoolboys looking clumsy and well, star struck.
Me? I shuffled to my cousin and whimpered, “Zoe Tay just walked past leh…”
Gosh, and I’m not even a fan…
Onz form project back in action.
Thursday, 28 July 2005
Tuesday, 26 July 2005
Sunday, 17 July 2005
Saturday, 16 July 2005
Harry Harry POTTER!
J K Rowling's official site
Go check it out! Pretty interesting things inside to go through...
Has anyone seen this version of Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince?
It's the original Scholastic over. The one i own is by Bloomsbury.
This looks so much better don't you think?
J K Rowling's official site
Go check it out! Pretty interesting things inside to go through...
Has anyone seen this version of Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince?
It's the original Scholastic over. The one i own is by Bloomsbury.
This looks so much better don't you think?
Friday, 15 July 2005
I'm obviously really bored here.
I'm going to go to Causeway Point's Popular at 7.01am tomorrow to collect my pre-ordered Harry Potter!! Muahahahahahahahah.......
Check it out!
I'm going to go to Causeway Point's Popular at 7.01am tomorrow to collect my pre-ordered Harry Potter!! Muahahahahahahahah.......
Check it out!
Thursday, 14 July 2005
Tuesday, 5 July 2005
Monday, 27 June 2005
Thursday, 23 June 2005
Monday, 20 June 2005
It has been such a long time since I blogged and I feel slightly embarrassed at the very thought of it. But embarrassment I often feel, so that’s not too difficult to handle.
For the record, there are quite a few things going on this week and it’s getting me pretty excited! I shall not spoil it for myself by raving about them here then raising my expectations and end up falling splat on the floor like the egg perched stupidly on the wall.
Let’s look at some earlier events.
On Father’s day (2 days before actually) we had a really good Japanese dinner. I felt slightly guilty eating the food because it was expensive! So expensive I had to overcome my personal barrier to order the food. I don’t think I deserve such lavish fare at this point in my life but of course I still ate because the action of put-food-in-mouth has been programmed into me. Haha! And the food was good.
I thought about it again later and was finally convinced that I didn’t have to feel guilty about having the dinner (not that I’m brimming with pride either, it was just justifiable). Why? Because my parents, they deserve to eat whatever they want and the better the better. However, they wouldn’t splurge if it were not with us (Ming and I) so it was good that we were there together and had a pretty good time. If I had suddenly opted out of dinner (which I won’t because I am normal) that would mean depriving my parents of it and spoiling the night for all and reinforcing to my family the brutal truth that I am somewhat weird. But I have proven myself normal once again. (I win!)
As I always tell Ming (and she reiterates it to me now), we should eat now while we can, better to enjoy a little now in preparation for the days when we’d become old & shriveled and possibly extremely poor. Sometimes I look at the aunties with their short silver tongs, clearing dustbins along Orchard Road and I wonder if by any turn of events, I may have to do that someday.
Which is not to say that is bad, it is still a decent occupation albeit a rather uncomfortable one. I feel a little sad when I see them out of either compassion or fear.
I was telling XY that I seem to think people either much better off or worse off than myself. It is a thought I want to joust from my brain because I actually hold a belief that everyone is equal in terms of happiness. (Happiness = the most important thing in life.) Life, I feel, can only be judged at the end of it. As your lithe soul floats away from the body, you find that your total happiness adds up to be 50% and sadness 50%. The exact same percentage that is given to the next dead be him richer or poorer, pleasant or depressed. No more, no less.
With this, I contemplate how much happiness I have spent and if my definition of ‘the feeling of happiness’ is the same as God’s (my personal God). Would the joy of eating Haagen Dazs set me back 0.5%? More like 0.005%, I think. What do you think?
For the record, there are quite a few things going on this week and it’s getting me pretty excited! I shall not spoil it for myself by raving about them here then raising my expectations and end up falling splat on the floor like the egg perched stupidly on the wall.
Let’s look at some earlier events.
On Father’s day (2 days before actually) we had a really good Japanese dinner. I felt slightly guilty eating the food because it was expensive! So expensive I had to overcome my personal barrier to order the food. I don’t think I deserve such lavish fare at this point in my life but of course I still ate because the action of put-food-in-mouth has been programmed into me. Haha! And the food was good.
I thought about it again later and was finally convinced that I didn’t have to feel guilty about having the dinner (not that I’m brimming with pride either, it was just justifiable). Why? Because my parents, they deserve to eat whatever they want and the better the better. However, they wouldn’t splurge if it were not with us (Ming and I) so it was good that we were there together and had a pretty good time. If I had suddenly opted out of dinner (which I won’t because I am normal) that would mean depriving my parents of it and spoiling the night for all and reinforcing to my family the brutal truth that I am somewhat weird. But I have proven myself normal once again. (I win!)
As I always tell Ming (and she reiterates it to me now), we should eat now while we can, better to enjoy a little now in preparation for the days when we’d become old & shriveled and possibly extremely poor. Sometimes I look at the aunties with their short silver tongs, clearing dustbins along Orchard Road and I wonder if by any turn of events, I may have to do that someday.
Which is not to say that is bad, it is still a decent occupation albeit a rather uncomfortable one. I feel a little sad when I see them out of either compassion or fear.
I was telling XY that I seem to think people either much better off or worse off than myself. It is a thought I want to joust from my brain because I actually hold a belief that everyone is equal in terms of happiness. (Happiness = the most important thing in life.) Life, I feel, can only be judged at the end of it. As your lithe soul floats away from the body, you find that your total happiness adds up to be 50% and sadness 50%. The exact same percentage that is given to the next dead be him richer or poorer, pleasant or depressed. No more, no less.
With this, I contemplate how much happiness I have spent and if my definition of ‘the feeling of happiness’ is the same as God’s (my personal God). Would the joy of eating Haagen Dazs set me back 0.5%? More like 0.005%, I think. What do you think?
Thursday, 16 June 2005
I had a really tiring day.
Was working at the Communic Asia 2005 trade fair at the Expo for WatchGuard. A firewall hardware company based in the States. Thanks to Jac (Ron's best friend's gf), i earned $150 today just giving out brochures and directing traffic to the booth.
This was my "costume".
If i charged $5 each time for every photo taken of/with me, i'll earn an extra $60 today. Gosh. The UNCLES were ogling at me. But that helped me get them to fill in the form and drop their name cards. Hur hur hur.
I was even given a soft toy and chocolate by some guys.Gosh. IT people sure are funny.
Anyway, i bought this nice and smart handphone pouch for Ron from Golla. In khaki colour. It's like the ipod socks material. Here's how it looks.
It's from Finland and not sold anywhere else outside Europe. So he'll be one of the lucky few in Singapore that owns one.I wanted to get more things but only a selected number of items are sold as the rest are samples for this Trade Fair. Dunno why they need so many samples. Irritating.
Was working at the Communic Asia 2005 trade fair at the Expo for WatchGuard. A firewall hardware company based in the States. Thanks to Jac (Ron's best friend's gf), i earned $150 today just giving out brochures and directing traffic to the booth.
This was my "costume".
If i charged $5 each time for every photo taken of/with me, i'll earn an extra $60 today. Gosh. The UNCLES were ogling at me. But that helped me get them to fill in the form and drop their name cards. Hur hur hur.
I was even given a soft toy and chocolate by some guys.Gosh. IT people sure are funny.
Anyway, i bought this nice and smart handphone pouch for Ron from Golla. In khaki colour. It's like the ipod socks material. Here's how it looks.
It's from Finland and not sold anywhere else outside Europe. So he'll be one of the lucky few in Singapore that owns one.I wanted to get more things but only a selected number of items are sold as the rest are samples for this Trade Fair. Dunno why they need so many samples. Irritating.
Sunday, 12 June 2005
Congratulations Wenhao, you are...
Scarlett Ting of joewei.blogspot.com
You are independent, smart and beautiful. Its too bad you don't see that yourself because life's little difficulties brought down a lot of your self confidence. As a result, you talk cryptic and you don't trust people easily. You care a lot for your friends and your loved ones, sometimes even more than you care for yourself, although they don't always seem to appreciate it. Don't let that affect you. As the saying goes, you don't miss the water till the well runs dry. So hang in there, you're a star in the making.
Tuesday, 7 June 2005
Monday, 6 June 2005
Bad karma.
I decided to skip work today as my tummy wasn't feeling good. Instead of getting off at Buona Vista Station, i went to Chinese Garden Station instead in order to give Ron a surprise. Visions of a day of nuah-ing with him and then to yoga at Fitness First Plus danced in my head. All went well until we were preparing to leave for breakfast.
I accidently knocked his half-filled Nalgene water bottle off the table UNKNOWINGLY. The next thing i knew, there was an intense pain in my right foot. The stupid bottle landed right smack on my TOES.
Tears welled up and i started bawling like a baby. IT HURT!!!! I rolled on Ron's bed for almost ten minutes. Though he tried his best to comfort me, the pain was simply unbearable.
I checked my toes gingerly when the tears subsided. The 3rd and 4th toes were slightly red and showed signs of swelling. He helped me out to the living room and a sharp pain shot up my foot when i tried to walk.
Ron had to leave me at home to ice my toes when he went to buy breakfast. After breakfast, my toes showed no signs of recovering and we decided to pay Jurong Polyclinic a visit.
We managed to persuade the receptionist that my case was urgent and was in and out of the polyclinic in an hour. Even x-rayed my toes and fixed an appointment at Alexandra Hospital as there was a slight FRACTURE on my 4th toe.
Next stop, the hospital.
The final verdict is a fracture of my toe and 1 month MC. I won't have to be put in a cast/splint but walking is a bitch. And i'm gonna be working from home this week.Harhar! It's so silly!
All because i skipped work. But i'm enjoying it. *winks at Su* Hurhurhur.
I decided to skip work today as my tummy wasn't feeling good. Instead of getting off at Buona Vista Station, i went to Chinese Garden Station instead in order to give Ron a surprise. Visions of a day of nuah-ing with him and then to yoga at Fitness First Plus danced in my head. All went well until we were preparing to leave for breakfast.
I accidently knocked his half-filled Nalgene water bottle off the table UNKNOWINGLY. The next thing i knew, there was an intense pain in my right foot. The stupid bottle landed right smack on my TOES.
Tears welled up and i started bawling like a baby. IT HURT!!!! I rolled on Ron's bed for almost ten minutes. Though he tried his best to comfort me, the pain was simply unbearable.
I checked my toes gingerly when the tears subsided. The 3rd and 4th toes were slightly red and showed signs of swelling. He helped me out to the living room and a sharp pain shot up my foot when i tried to walk.
Ron had to leave me at home to ice my toes when he went to buy breakfast. After breakfast, my toes showed no signs of recovering and we decided to pay Jurong Polyclinic a visit.
We managed to persuade the receptionist that my case was urgent and was in and out of the polyclinic in an hour. Even x-rayed my toes and fixed an appointment at Alexandra Hospital as there was a slight FRACTURE on my 4th toe.
Next stop, the hospital.
The final verdict is a fracture of my toe and 1 month MC. I won't have to be put in a cast/splint but walking is a bitch. And i'm gonna be working from home this week.Harhar! It's so silly!
All because i skipped work. But i'm enjoying it. *winks at Su* Hurhurhur.
Monday, 30 May 2005
The Story of The PIANO
Mom just sold my piano for $1950. It has been with me for 18 years. Now that i don't have any use for it, it has to go to contribute to the family fund.
My piano reflects my relationship with my parents.
They bought it in 1987 for close to $6000. At a time when they were so poor they couldn't even afford to renovate their newly bought maisonette. Just so that their beloved daughter can have something to practise on.
But i wasn't interested in music. I gave them so much grief every week when it was time to practise my scales and exam pieces.
This went on for many, many years whereby they switched countless piano teachers. Hoping that their beloved daughter will at least be able to do something they never had the opportunity to learn.
Finally, the lessons stopped. The PIANO was left to decorate the living room.
And now, it is gone. Gone to another bright young thing. Hopefully, she treasures it more than i ever did.
Weirdly, i cried when i realised the piano was sold. I didn't realise i'll miss it till i heard the news.
My parents spent a huge amount on me at their own expense because they love me and want me to get the best. But i never did appreciate it nor made them proud. My entire life till now has been one huge disappointment to my parents. And it took the sale of a piano for me to appreciate them truly.
Thursday, 12 May 2005
Tuesday, 10 May 2005
Friday, 6 May 2005
Thursday, 5 May 2005
Try this game out when you are bored! It's pretty addictive. Got it from Jesse's blog. I managed to clear Stage 1. Stuck on Stage 2 now.
Stage 1 is called CRIMSOM ROOM
Stage 2 is VIRIDIAN ROOM
Here's the guidelines to the game. Look around the room for items. 13 items wins the game. Sounds pretty easy right? Wait till you try it!
If u've found:
0-6 items, Go Kill Yourself, Please.
6-8 items, Just stick to Gunbound yeah?
9-10 items, Welcome to the Average IQ club.
11-12 items, You are pretty good with the mouse!
13 items, Congrats! You are as good as me!
Stage 1 is called CRIMSOM ROOM
Stage 2 is VIRIDIAN ROOM
Here's the guidelines to the game. Look around the room for items. 13 items wins the game. Sounds pretty easy right? Wait till you try it!
If u've found:
0-6 items, Go Kill Yourself, Please.
6-8 items, Just stick to Gunbound yeah?
9-10 items, Welcome to the Average IQ club.
11-12 items, You are pretty good with the mouse!
13 items, Congrats! You are as good as me!
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