Irony is when...
... A.Ooi went to NL the day after my return
... Bogge is going to Paris the Saturday after I was there
... HanTheTan is going to be at a different part of Thailand from us
-_-
Friday, 27 April 2007
Friday, 13 April 2007
Of mussels and crepes
I am off to have the best mussels in white wine and best crepes in creperie tomorrow!!!! Energy boosters for my major hectic-walk-fest! Oh gosh, I hope I don't get lost. I hope I am able to hunt down what I have planned.
I firstly have to endure a week's worth of security technicalities -_-
I firstly have to endure a week's worth of security technicalities -_-
Monday, 9 April 2007
Role playing
Some years ago, I did one of them online quizzes - "Which Desperate Housewife are you?". Some 10 questions later, I was a Bree Van De Kamp. Although I'd like to think I am not as anal as her, being such an alcoholic control clean freak. I suppose I just like to bake :D And to throw nice grand dinner parties (when I have my own decent place someday). And to make sure it's spotless (if I can hire my own maid). And to have matching towels in my bathroom (if I can indulge in buying them this way). And to have the full suite dinner sets and cutleries (and polish them every other week). Right, so that's as close to a Bree as I am. U-huh.
Just the other day, I took another one - "Which Grey's are you?". A couple of questions later, I was an Addison Shepherd. Come on, I love men too much to be starring down 'em puss'. And I can't even imagine myself giving birth yet, what more making a living out of it? But perhaps from an emo point of view, I could be somewhat like her. But I suppose I would compete with a younger hotter chica who'd want my man (at all cost). And I just might move states to be with my man. But if I was really her, I'd stick with McSteamy. He's so much hotter. Right, so that's as close to an Addison as I am. U-huh.
So yeah, the only semblance is if I were to dye my hair red. So there!
Just the other day, I took another one - "Which Grey's are you?". A couple of questions later, I was an Addison Shepherd. Come on, I love men too much to be starring down 'em puss'. And I can't even imagine myself giving birth yet, what more making a living out of it? But perhaps from an emo point of view, I could be somewhat like her. But I suppose I would compete with a younger hotter chica who'd want my man (at all cost). And I just might move states to be with my man. But if I was really her, I'd stick with McSteamy. He's so much hotter. Right, so that's as close to an Addison as I am. U-huh.
So yeah, the only semblance is if I were to dye my hair red. So there!
Monday, 2 April 2007
End of phase 4
The reality of it all only sank in to me today after the news was shared. Deep in me, I knew of course that the choice was made and that one day, a new life will be started somewhere whereas an old life will lose a part of herself.
We started phase 1 more than a decade ago. Everday was a joy at school, especially during recess time where we pulled all sorts of stunts like pao-ing a few cents off Kelvin Choo just to end the break with a Fanta Strawberry. We thought the end of the world was near when we had to split class towards the end of one year. But that only brought more laughter and fun between class periods where we wound up at each other's classes more than our own. The hours we spent talking on the phone each day, how much can we really talk anyway? Obviously tonnes.
Gradually, we moved to phase 2, driving to college instead of walking to school. The times we've skipped classes to hang around playing mahjong at Kimmy's, grumbling when Brian honked at the gate, or when we dropped by B'sar for lunch just because we were cruising in the red Beemer. And then we also partied in downtown city centre just because we could.
We were devastated when we had to leave for phase 3 because we couldnt bear to leave our men behind. One year and a cert later, the two men were history. Oh how we should have toured around a little more than just to fly home every opportunity we got. Our beloved Bent St was a blessing, our spiderman neighbour who unlocked our door for us and who we still owe that cake we wanted to thank him with, the time when you ran out laughing and a fly flew right into your throat, and how we warmed ourselves through the whole winter with Jim Beam's. The elcheapos. But those 8hours of Friends and tonnes of Sri Aji satchets more than made up for it all.
We went separately yet intertwined in phase 4, when you dropped by Pharma while eCop was servicing us. But we partied harder than we worked, those 8 hours nightlife we used to exercise. I wonder where we drew the energy from?
Before I could join you in phase 5, wife and mother, you have to leave. Words cannot express the sorrow I feel to not have you that mere minute drive away. To further contribute to the thousands of dollars we have already spent on tehoaislimau's. To have found our second comfort home in Green House (or was it Green Tea or Tea House?) after the close-down of the old spot. To share insane jokes and laughter. To bitch and moan about our daily shit. To share nothern stories after each trip. To worry and to seek advice. To plan and to dream. All that is only a mere portion of our lives shared together, the ups and downs we have gone through, the great and the little, the laughter and the tears, the experiments and its side effects, those drink-n-dial moments, the eating sprees, the hopes and disappointments, and so much more are endless bittersweet memories I always hold true in my heart. It is bad enough that one leg of our tripod is down south in S'pore, now another geographical challenge for me...
You are a wonderful woman in your own way, strong and capable, funny and kind, always ever ready for a drink if you can, intelligent and conniving, generous and forgiving, trustworthy and realiable. I can never find another like you. No matter how difficult it may be, believe in yourself and have faith that you will pull through. Stay the way you are and you'll be fine. I promise.
I thank you for ALL and I apologise for some. I will miss you sorely; my best friend, my sister & my soulmate. I love you plenty and I wish you the very best that you so truly deserve. God bless. *hugs*
We started phase 1 more than a decade ago. Everday was a joy at school, especially during recess time where we pulled all sorts of stunts like pao-ing a few cents off Kelvin Choo just to end the break with a Fanta Strawberry. We thought the end of the world was near when we had to split class towards the end of one year. But that only brought more laughter and fun between class periods where we wound up at each other's classes more than our own. The hours we spent talking on the phone each day, how much can we really talk anyway? Obviously tonnes.
Gradually, we moved to phase 2, driving to college instead of walking to school. The times we've skipped classes to hang around playing mahjong at Kimmy's, grumbling when Brian honked at the gate, or when we dropped by B'sar for lunch just because we were cruising in the red Beemer. And then we also partied in downtown city centre just because we could.
We were devastated when we had to leave for phase 3 because we couldnt bear to leave our men behind. One year and a cert later, the two men were history. Oh how we should have toured around a little more than just to fly home every opportunity we got. Our beloved Bent St was a blessing, our spiderman neighbour who unlocked our door for us and who we still owe that cake we wanted to thank him with, the time when you ran out laughing and a fly flew right into your throat, and how we warmed ourselves through the whole winter with Jim Beam's. The elcheapos. But those 8hours of Friends and tonnes of Sri Aji satchets more than made up for it all.
We went separately yet intertwined in phase 4, when you dropped by Pharma while eCop was servicing us. But we partied harder than we worked, those 8 hours nightlife we used to exercise. I wonder where we drew the energy from?
Before I could join you in phase 5, wife and mother, you have to leave. Words cannot express the sorrow I feel to not have you that mere minute drive away. To further contribute to the thousands of dollars we have already spent on tehoaislimau's. To have found our second comfort home in Green House (or was it Green Tea or Tea House?) after the close-down of the old spot. To share insane jokes and laughter. To bitch and moan about our daily shit. To share nothern stories after each trip. To worry and to seek advice. To plan and to dream. All that is only a mere portion of our lives shared together, the ups and downs we have gone through, the great and the little, the laughter and the tears, the experiments and its side effects, those drink-n-dial moments, the eating sprees, the hopes and disappointments, and so much more are endless bittersweet memories I always hold true in my heart. It is bad enough that one leg of our tripod is down south in S'pore, now another geographical challenge for me...
You are a wonderful woman in your own way, strong and capable, funny and kind, always ever ready for a drink if you can, intelligent and conniving, generous and forgiving, trustworthy and realiable. I can never find another like you. No matter how difficult it may be, believe in yourself and have faith that you will pull through. Stay the way you are and you'll be fine. I promise.
I thank you for ALL and I apologise for some. I will miss you sorely; my best friend, my sister & my soulmate. I love you plenty and I wish you the very best that you so truly deserve. God bless. *hugs*
I am on sick leave
I had one of my pain-until-can-die attacks middle of last night. You see, I have a really sensitive tummy. Combine that with a really low pain threshold, I have, on numerous occasions passed out from stomach aches. People who have not passed out have an amusing fascination of those who do, wondering what we see in that split second before all black encompasses us. Well, I do see bright spots blinking in my field of vision but I am unable to focus on any of the blinking spots because if I do, it moves away. Just like one of those optical illusion emails we have seen. And then I wont be able to control my limbs and as my vision starts to slant (body physically collapsing), I am aware yet unable to do anything about it. And then, total darkness for a split second.
That's it really.
While getting out of bed this morning, I felt woozy in the head and a tight clench in the pit of my stomach. So I thought - hey, this is no condition for me to drive all the way to work, sit through 10 hours of it, make pleasant conversations with the new cluster manager who's clocking in today and my boss who will be in the office today, go through a 2 hour team lunch just because (I know they will arrange) and see UBLC's face. So I called in sick. And then blog. :D
We just came back from a long weekend and was caught in terrible traffic due to the roadworks on the NSE. I think the Cheng Beng crowd added to it. 6 hours!!!! Cars were crawling by and even the little baby roach on my window can't be force-flown away because we were crawling by. We attempted to use the trunk roads halfway through our journey, we covered a fair distance until the trunk road became just as congested. So we hopped back on the highway because my bladder was about to explode and I needed a decent restroom. :p
Oh, and I got this done for RM 12. I'm not all that gungho on these artsy fartsy stuff but for RM 12, what the heck.
That's it really.
While getting out of bed this morning, I felt woozy in the head and a tight clench in the pit of my stomach. So I thought - hey, this is no condition for me to drive all the way to work, sit through 10 hours of it, make pleasant conversations with the new cluster manager who's clocking in today and my boss who will be in the office today, go through a 2 hour team lunch just because (I know they will arrange) and see UBLC's face. So I called in sick. And then blog. :D
We just came back from a long weekend and was caught in terrible traffic due to the roadworks on the NSE. I think the Cheng Beng crowd added to it. 6 hours!!!! Cars were crawling by and even the little baby roach on my window can't be force-flown away because we were crawling by. We attempted to use the trunk roads halfway through our journey, we covered a fair distance until the trunk road became just as congested. So we hopped back on the highway because my bladder was about to explode and I needed a decent restroom. :p
Oh, and I got this done for RM 12. I'm not all that gungho on these artsy fartsy stuff but for RM 12, what the heck.
I'm off to the doc now.
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