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fodder

the pebbles you've arranged,
in the sand they're strange.
they speak to me like constellations,
as we lie here.

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    • Tuesday, November 28, 2006

    Nay, Fill In The Blanks.





































    You're on a mission. REMEMBER that.

    16:00

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    Friday, November 24, 2006

    Poppies

    "It's the opium poppy, not us, that decides where it wants to grow in our garden. It's an attractive plant to draw because there's nothing fussy about it and it keeps its interest right through the autumn when the pepper-pot seedheads attract spiders and wintering insects, as well as the blue ticks that feed on them."

    Plant with an audience. Pretty.
    Do you see why it's such a coveted item? I do.

    21:45

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    Tuesday, November 21, 2006

    Dilbert, Not.








    This is not what I want to be in time to come - Being an office rat sitting in a small cubicle, wasting time away from 9 to 5, reading strips on dilbert.com whilst suppressing outloud laughter produced from the ability to relate to the corporate bitching and ironies. All done while receiving a very small paycheck.

    That would be a sad life and my ultimate nightmare.

    Rui: This is for you! It's quite easy to get, especially if you are a coffee addict. ;)

    19:46

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    Sunday, November 19, 2006

    The Black Handbag Story

    So, I was at this lelong bag sale outside the bugis OG with my family today and happened to spot a black handbag that fit my criteria of "the" bag (of the moment) - roomy, black, basic, with golden (not tacky silver, mind you) buckles hinged at subtle places, leatherish, and most importantly, it was dirt cheap. A big ladies' bag going for $12.90, clearly anyone living in any civilisied part of this planet can tell you it's a darn good deal.

    Obviously, that got me excited. I've been searching for a black bag forever. Sure, quite a few have caught my eye on previous shoppig trips but they were ALL out of budget and I adhered to my new-found frugal ways, ie, did not splurge on impulse. I called my mum over and showed her the bag.

    She held it up and started peering into it.

    Thinking that she must be checking the zips and stuff for me, I walked over to another trolley to have a look at the other bags.

    When I went back after what, 2 minutes, I realised to my horror...
    She was no longer holding that bag.

    My mind went black for a second, then reactivated itself to realise its worst fear.

    YES. Some other woman was holding on to THAT bag instead and it sure wasn't one of the staff mending the stall.

    My jaws dropped and my arms went flailing into every free space available in that stuffy, jostling crowd. I turned to my mum and asked, "WHYYY did you put it down?"

    "Orh ni yao na ge bag meh?"



















    Yeah lar, then?!!! Bu yao hai hui na gei ni kan meh???

    Completely flabberghasted, I went back to that trolley and started digging through the same pile of bags where The One was found. It didn't take me long to realise that the piece I handed over to my mum was THE ONLY AVAILABLE one.

    (see. The good stuff go fast.)

    I stared helplessly at that woman holding to The One, My One and felt like crying. I tried channeling evil vibes through her body so she might hopefully think the bag is cursed and drop it. But she clung on to it and took her time browsing through the other sections while my mum tried to no avail, to distract me with other phony-looking black bags.

    :'(

    The most annoying thing was that the woman knew what went on because she was within the vicinity of hearing the conversation between my mum and I but she just WOULD NOT LET GO OF MY ONE!

    I bet she did that on purpose. What spiteful people surround us. Tsk.

    (Oh, and did I mention she was fat? Like, not plump-fat but obese-fat?)

    I am aware that I am assaulting her body in a subjective and unprofessional way and taking the entire obesity issue out of context but I am so NOT sorry. If I had lost to a skinny bitch who would probably look better carrying that bag, then fine, so be it. I might even kowtow to her and pat her on the back, "Great taste." Why did the gods choose to let me lose to a fatty?! WHY???

    I muttered, "si pang zi" under my breath before walking away after 10 minutes of stalking that Fat Lady but only because my sis was clamping her hand over my mouth. I felt more like hollering.

    My mum felt kinda bad, so she coaxed me into walking into the OG premise and going back to the bag area after a while, thinking that the Fat Lady may eventually decide not to get My One. So, we entered the OG premises and when we came out of the building about 30 minutes later, that freak was still at the bag sale and by that time, she was holding on to FIVE black bags in total.












    "Neh-neh-nee-poo-poo. I have five and you have none!"

    My one was her Bag with a vengeance, I see.

    Regretfully, I watched her pay for that pile of bags, including My One, at the crime scene and made myself promise to let anything good slip past me again.

    Never ever.

    When in doubt, hold on to all the "might be"s and KIVs, ladies! There is nothing more hurtful than a "it could have been".

    *insert grouchy-looking face again

    19:15

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    Thursday, November 16, 2006

    Koh-Nee-Chee-Wahhh!
















































    Hi, this is your friendly :) NUS student guide, Yee-Dting san speaking.

    Last Thursday and today have been days spent with many "uhm"s, "hmmm?"s and more ???. On top of being an extremely lazy and procrastinative (4 more webcasts to go...) university student, I've been moonlighting as one of the student tour guides from the NUS Japanese Society who frequently host Japanese high school students who come to Singapore for exchange programs.

    Surprised? Never knew I was into Wasabi, Sashimi and Ayumi right?

    ;)

    Last Thursday was my first attempt and I was assigned to a bunch of 6 very cute (oh, I mean kawaiiiii) and sweet (considerate kinda sweet) girls and today's group consisted of 4 very cute and sweet boys.

    I can't help but notice a pattern - These Japanese kids just cannot stop being so cheerful and cute right? Keeping up to the level of their sprightlyness is like trying to psycho a slow loris in moving faster than a bunch of Energizer bunnies. Does anything ever get them down? Don't they have homework to do?! Cellulite to worry about? PMS? These kids are such happy, happy people.

    I have my first New Year's resolution out and that is to master as many foreign languages as possible. First on the list is definitely Japanese. Not that I'm particularly interested in the language or culture but trying to communicate using body language and 'win, lose or draw' is just way too tiring.

    Check out the first pic for my scribblings and try to make out the "conversation" I made with my non-existent knowledge of the Japanese language. Thank god for making "MAKE-UP" (cue: a lot of high-pitched squeals) and "SHOPPING" the universal languages of mankind.

    The second resolution would be to learn about the tourists' attractions lying in the nooks and corners of our lil island. Ignorance is not always bliss. I gotta stop being such a bochap Singaporean.

    I'd have a stronger case arguing against the GST hike then, you see.

    Tourguiding is really quite an experience. Everyone, try it at least once! :)

    PS. Sorry but my narrative entries always flop! This is so all over the place. :S The past 7 hours of non-stop walking is making me slightly motion-sick.

    23:48

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    Wednesday, November 15, 2006

    Fifi's Postcard! :)

    In these difficult times (dammit the exams!), we shall rely on technology to bridge the physical gap and go the distance on our behalf...

    Here's the postcard that Fifi sent from Nottingham! Please click on the image, save it then zoom in to read it. Fifi's handwriting is a lil small, don' think you can see the words just by viewing the image here.

    The real stuff is with me, will pass it around after we eventually meet up after the whatevers. :)





































    Fi: The pictures are gorgeous indeed. Much heartfelt thanks! :) Sorry you gotta make do with this for now cos I have no idea when I get to see the rest of our yearmates. :( Seems like an indefinitely long time.


    09:39

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    Monday, November 13, 2006

    excellent of its kind:

    dictionary.com defines "beautiful" as that, so here goes my tribute to the lady who has captured my attention since I was a child.

















    There are some things which remain true to themselves despite time.

    ***
    Sexyback was a distracting piece of crap. JT, My Love, forgive my ignorance! THIS pretty much rocks anyone's socks. :)

    Because, I can see us holding hands,
    Walking on the beach our toes in the sand.
    I can see us in the country side,
    Sitting in the grass laying side by side.

    YOU HAVE TO CHECK OUT THE MUSIC VIDEO FOR THIS ONE. I did and cursed my two left feet before praying to the heavens I will be reincarnated as a dancer in my next life.

    00:35

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    Wednesday, November 08, 2006

    Guilt-Stricken

    Consumed by guilt. Munch munch.

    Why?

    Because I shop too much, study too little, judge too much and love too little.

    It's just that when work piles up, I feel like being a total recluse. Even phone calls become a chore to pick up, smses are sent to friends without proper greetings and I'm basically very much MIA.

    Sometimes I wonder if I don't learn to let go, who will be willing to keep on trying.

    And trying.

    (Darlings, it's not your fault.)

    18:42

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    Tuesday, November 07, 2006

    Time-Killer Indeed

    1) How old do you wish you were?
    21. The youngest amongst the R21 movie crowd. :) I've lost track of how many GOOD films the Censorship Board made R21.

    2) Where were you when 9/11 happened?
    Singapore - Probably in school.

    3) What do you do when vending machines steal your money?
    Shriek, step back and watch the machine trap its next victim, chuckle, then walk away.

    4) Do you count yourself kind?
    Yup. Sort of.

    5) If you had to get a tattoo, where would it be?
    Either on the right hip or lower back because these are places were the tattoo can be concealed if the need arises. But seriously, I'd want one on my right wrist. Perhaps another on either ankle too.

    6) If you could be fluent in any other language, what would it be?
    French. It's too sexy. ;)

    7) Do you know your neighbors?
    An auntie and uncle, who have 3 delinquent kids and a PRC family, yeah.

    8) What do you consider a vacation?
    When I can go to sleep at night without having to set the alarm clock for the next morning.

    9) Do you follow your horoscope?
    Of course, but not on a daily basis.

    10) Would you move for the person you loved?
    No. I've heard that is a 100%-risk-no-returns action.

    11) Are you touchy feely?
    Haha.

    12) Do you believe that opposites attract?
    Duh. Geeks adore me!

    13) Dream job?
    The founder/MD of a successful international clothing brand, who is incidentally married to a tycoon who is incidentally a VERY submissive man. Oh, if I stay on Earth, probably a fashion magazine editor who doesn't wear Prada. :)

    14) Favorite channel(s)?
    Not a TV buff.

    15) Favorite place to go on weekends?
    Anywhere my parents bring me and my siblings for breakfast and grocery shopping.

    16) Showers or baths?
    Showers la. I can't fit into the basin at home.

    17) Do you paint your nails?
    Just the toes but very religiously.

    18) Do you trust people easily?
    Hell, no. I still suspect the Arts canteen fruit stall uncle had me on when he nodded his head at my request of "No sugar, please." last Monday.

    19) What are your phobias?
    Fatness, raw food, inadequacy, rejection and loneliness.

    20) Do you want kids?
    Yes! Preferably a cute Lunlun.

    21) Do you keep a handwritten journal?
    It doesn't work. We are living in blogger era, hello.

    22) Where would you rather be right now?
    In a shopping mall where everything is free for me to take. Hee.

    23) Who makes you feel warm and fuzzy?
    Lil kids.

    24) Heavy or light sleeper?
    Light. Last night, I slept on the drawer bed and woke up the moment my sis came crashing down on me from the higher bed.

    25) Are you paranoid?
    Haven't I briefed you on my mid-mid-life crisis??

    26) Are you impatient?
    Wah lau. Is this quiz ever going to end!? Heh.

    27) Who can you relate to?
    Spongebob. Do you know how it feels to have your face housed in a BOX.

    28) How do you feel about interracial couples?
    I feel terribly lucky for their hotass mixed-blood children. :D Good foresight, there.

    29) Have you been burned by love?
    Haven't even come close.

    30) What's your favorite pick-up line?
    I don't even look at guys.

    31) What's your main ring tone on your mobile?
    Some jazzy female singer whom my classmate accused of being very lian.

    32) What were you doing at midnight last night?
    Touching up on my marketing report.

    33) What did the last text on your cellphone say?
    Yun asking me out to gym this Friday.

    34) Whose bed did you sleep in last night?
    Oh, the drawer bed! My sister's. The wheels made me dizzy. :S

    35) What color shirt are you wearing?
    White. 77 tee!

    36) Most recent movie you watched?
    Wicker Park. :)

    37) Name three things you have on you at all times?
    My single-eyelids, 3 ear studs and toe nail polish.

    38) What color are your bed sheets?
    Fuschia and peach!

    39) How much cash do you have on you right now?
    10 plus at last count.

    40) What is your favorite part of the chicken?
    The juicy bOObs.

    41) What's your favorite town/city?
    New York, from my imagination.

    42) I can't wait till I have the answers to all my questions.

    43) What did you have for dinner last night?
    Omg. Maggie mee at 1030 pm I think.

    44) How tall are you barefoot?
    A very ambiguous 166cm.

    45) Do you own a gun?
    Nope.

    46) What do you prefer to drink in the morning?
    1/3 cup of cold water, followed by 3/4 cup of black coffee without sugar and another sip of cold water.

    47) Where do you think you'll be in 10 yrs?
    Hopefully, not Singapore.

    48) Last thing you ate?
    A pear.

    49) What songs do you sing in the shower?
    The cheesiest BSB songs like 'I Want It That Way'. You know you want it that way too! Sing it the next time you are taking a shower. That song sounds great with bathroom acoustics.

    50) Last thing that made you laugh?
    My marketing groupmate's impersonation of the host of 'The Price Is Right'. We adapted the gameshow's concept as part of our presentation this morning.

    51) Worst injury you've ever had?
    Pimples that left scars? Pooi.

    52) Does someone have a crush on you?
    The spider resting on my laptop screen can't stop staring at me.

    53) What's your favorite candy?
    White, powdery and pillowy marshmallows.

    54) What song do you want played at your funeral?
    A Cranberries song, perhaps.

    Thanks to Fi for giving me the opportunity to kill the lazy afternoon. Heh. Quizzes are fun! Not gonna arrow people to do this though (in case you are the sort who thinks posting quizzes on blogs cramps one's style), try it if you are in the mood! :D

    16:35

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    Saturday, November 04, 2006

    On L.O.V.E

    No, no I'm not in love with anyone. (hur. Not yet.) But I've been kinda engulfed by the whole idea of love lately. Swamped, in fact.

    First, there was the viewing of 'Be With Me' on Thursday. Watching it for the second time evoked so many new emotions.

    Then, Yun's tarot cards reading. OMG. Never say never, okay, everyone. Maintain this aura!

    And I've just finished watching 'Wicker Park' on my MacBook. So my neck and shoulders are a litle stiffened up now and I'm convinced love drives us to do a lot of things. ALL of us. I can't really put my finger to this feeling because I am too inarticulate, though. It's just that I can SUDDENLY understand why love is used as a recurrent theme in songs, music movies and plays.

    Whatever.


    I am not what I am.

    I would you were as I would have you be.

    Would it be better, Madam, than I am?

    I wish it might, for now I am your fool.


    Strange, it's not even Valentine's!

    15:07

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    Wednesday, November 01, 2006

    Leeches and Cream

    Leeches of the world unite!
    We are going to suck the world dry.
    For time is running tight,
    And assignments we have yet to try!

    Wanna know how to drop one kg a day?

    1. Meet the leeches. A few large ones will do too.


    2. Have an econs assignment heavily laden with mathematics due in less than 24 hours and waste precious time calculating rows and rows of answers derived from formula as long as the Great Wall of China MANUALLY, only to realise everything can be done using Ex-hell. Oh, I think Bill Gates nicknamed it Excel. Then, proceed on to panic over the keying in of all the answers, complete with subscripts, superscripts, fractions, decimals, logarithms, trigonometry and other assorted mathematical apparatus into the computer so a SOFT COPY can be duly handed in to the lecturer, as kindly requested/insisted upon.


    3. Drag your tired body and aggravated mind out for a 20-minute-$9.90 taxi ride and turn up punctually for tuition. Make a nth reminder about getting your pay which already has been held up for a couple of lessons, expect to receive cash and be presented with a cheque instead.

    A cheque which translates into one and a half days of waiting for it to be banked in. Your anorexic wallet agrees with you that it feels like an eternal wait.


    4. Realise at 9.50pm that you haven't had anything to eat since 2 pm, but only after hypoglycemia has hit. Then decide, while walking away from the quick cheque deposit area whether to muster up enough strength to at least make it to the nearest 7-11 to grab a cup of milo or to just stop walking altogether before the dizziness threatens to slam your face onto the hard-tiled ground.


    5. Come home and realise the freaking whitehead on your chin has transformed into a mature pimple. F*CKKK.


    6. Break your bathroom mirror while showering. (don't ask how)


    7. Have an eyelash fall into your eye while shampooing and it's so freaking painful that it makes you wanna just dig it out with your shampooey fingers. BUT! How is that possible when you've just broken the mirror 5 minutes ago?! Dash out to your bedroom with a toilet wrapped around your body as a considerate gesture of self-protecton of modesty OR bear with the pain and wait till you are done with showering, then fully clothe yourself and fish that damn thing out with the help of the mirror in your bedroom?

    If you have chosen option B, you're in for big trouble. You will find a mysterious lychee in your eye soon after.


    The thing about having seven years of bad luck after breaking a mirror had better be BULLSHIT.

    Gahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Where art thou, Lady Luck!

    23:34

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