i wanna list down the simple things that makes me happy, gives me joy, just cause i think i have been such a happy "little" girl (despite my bad back and sore throat, but hold that thought).
i love it when i crave to have an old chang kee curry puff, and i buy it and eat it up! yummy yummy yummy. =p
coming back to a loving, playful (and sometimes naughty) (not-so)little dog. i like it when he just plop himself beside me on the floor and asks me to sayang him.
going to church and laughing till it hurts (it really does).
scribbling into my notebook about the quirks of life...or just to complain to myself...or about random strange people i see on the mrt/bus/coffee places.
pills. can't explain it, but i like to pop pills (which the doc prescribes). i guess i don't fall sick that often, so it's a bit of a fascination and excitement in eating medicine.
knowing now that every dollar i spent converts to a mile. yippee! free travels!
banana. i like banana. esp after a late breakfast and it's too early for lunch. a banana fixes the hungry tummy.
new sheets. i hate changing them, but i love crawling into new sheets. it smells fresh.
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louis is getting too heavy. i hurt my back while carrying him and bending forward to put him down. it's been a week. went to the doc and got my xray done. we'll see what the doc says. i hope it's nothing serious. argh!
Monday, July 27, 2009
Thursday, July 16, 2009
my soon-to-be divine dress
so my sister's wedding is happening in sept. she has ordered us to get a white dress for the morning session (aka "jie-mei wear") and a gown/nice dress for the dinner reception.
the white isn't a problem because i bought one for KT's church wedding last year. still can wear it. no problemo. (fyi to future brides: besides white, i have light blue, green and black)
the evening dress is a little tricky. tricky in the sense that: one, i don't have an evening dress/gown; two, i can't seem to find something i like off the shelves/hangers; and three, even if i find something, they either don't have my size or are waaaay too expensive.
so i decided to tailor my dress. mum and i headed down to people's park on tue evening to source for a nice cloth. i picked out a beautiful bright canary yellow satin with a single huge floral design. i always pick out cloth that are not-so-easy to tailor. anyway, after browsing through countless magazines and design books, nobody got it down to what i really wanted. didn't help that i couldn't draw out what i had in mind, or even articulate it.
in comes the damsel that would save the distressed. she is the daughter of my mum's seamstress..and she got down every detail of what i wanted in a dress...in less than 5 mins! and she sketched it out with such ease!! my god! i can't wait for the first fitting now. it will be absolutely divine!!!
so yay. i'm happy i got that (sort of) out of the way. now i just need to hand my sis the list of songs so that: one, i can get the music; and two, i can practice.
and like the true "diva" that i am, there will be an outfit change on the wedding night. heh heh
the white isn't a problem because i bought one for KT's church wedding last year. still can wear it. no problemo. (fyi to future brides: besides white, i have light blue, green and black)
the evening dress is a little tricky. tricky in the sense that: one, i don't have an evening dress/gown; two, i can't seem to find something i like off the shelves/hangers; and three, even if i find something, they either don't have my size or are waaaay too expensive.
so i decided to tailor my dress. mum and i headed down to people's park on tue evening to source for a nice cloth. i picked out a beautiful bright canary yellow satin with a single huge floral design. i always pick out cloth that are not-so-easy to tailor. anyway, after browsing through countless magazines and design books, nobody got it down to what i really wanted. didn't help that i couldn't draw out what i had in mind, or even articulate it.
in comes the damsel that would save the distressed. she is the daughter of my mum's seamstress..and she got down every detail of what i wanted in a dress...in less than 5 mins! and she sketched it out with such ease!! my god! i can't wait for the first fitting now. it will be absolutely divine!!!
so yay. i'm happy i got that (sort of) out of the way. now i just need to hand my sis the list of songs so that: one, i can get the music; and two, i can practice.
and like the true "diva" that i am, there will be an outfit change on the wedding night. heh heh
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
kaypoh kaypoh nana
coz at work right?
bosses all not around right?
so got time to be kaypoh...right???
RIGHT RIGHT RIGHT!
heh heh...i just found out something super duper unfortunate. unfortunate to the unfortunate fella la. luckily, i'm not the unfortunate fella. no, it's not luck. must be God-sent.
hee hee hee...hoo hoo hoo...
ooh...i can't wait. can't wait can't wait can't wait!
*chuckle*
bosses all not around right?
so got time to be kaypoh...right???
RIGHT RIGHT RIGHT!
heh heh...i just found out something super duper unfortunate. unfortunate to the unfortunate fella la. luckily, i'm not the unfortunate fella. no, it's not luck. must be God-sent.
hee hee hee...hoo hoo hoo...
ooh...i can't wait. can't wait can't wait can't wait!
*chuckle*
Wednesday, July 08, 2009
my MJ story
i do realise that it may seem odd that i only mention this nearly 2 weeks after his passing, but i had not wanted to be part of the bandwagon.
i stayed up last night to watch the memorial. i cried my eyes out, so i had a pair of puffy eyes this morning. (and the worse part is, i had to do a routine medical check-up with them puffy eyes) watched it two times more this afternoon, and got absolutely choked up both times. it's heart-wrenching, heart-breaking.
so i decided to do my own little tribute to the man, who had been and will always be an inspiration and my hero...by telling my MJ story. it doesn't matter if nobody ever reads this, but i just wanted to write it down so i will never forget this great human being.
my MJ story:
i can't remember when it was that i first heard MJ or knew who he was. my guess...it was probably my dad whom i probably inherited the love for music from. he used to blast songs (pop and rock songs, mind you) through the radio in his car, and jerked the car according to the beats. i guess that's why my sisters and i were always quite in-tuned to music (and could feel the beats).
i don't remember which came first, but i know i had MJ's 'Dangerous' LD, which my dad bought. i would watch the LD over and over again. it had all the music videos of the songs in his albums, and even the "making" of the videos. i was mesmerised. i also had his moonwalk video tape. i think that belonged to my aunt, and i would sneak a peek or watch it whenever she wasn't at home (i wan't allowed to touch the tapes). that was probably my first touchpoint with MJ. and like the rest of the world, i was mesmerised...absolutely hooked onto MJ.
so when i heard he was coming to singapore for a concert, i begged my parents to let me go. we weren't that well-to-do, but my mum got me 1 ticket...the cheapest at $60...to watch with her friend. yeap, her friend would be my nanny for the concert. i was ecstatic! i couldn't believe my eyes, my ears...woah...i was gonna see michael jackson! my parents got me all ready for the concert...they found me binoculars, and i chose the clothes that i was gonna wear to his concert. it was a mickey mouse pants and a top that my mum got in japan. i thought, this is it...i'm gonna wear my best, brightest clothes to see my idol, my hero!
i was a few months short of my 11th birthday.
and then, about a week before the concert, i got chicken pox.
i think i felt an aching pain in my heart when the doctor told me that it was indeed chicken pox. i couldn't believe it...i didn't have a fever, and the little spots didn't feel itchy at all. it couldn't be chicken pox. and i had a concert to go to!!!
but the doctor and my granny and parents knew. i insisted on going. i told them the spots weren't itchy, and i didn't feel unwell. and soon, it would go away. i told them that i'll be careful and i would wear a long sleeved T-shirt and long pants and wrap myself up so i didn't spread the pox. my parents did not relent (my mum's a nurse la...cannot bluff).
i was devastated.
my one and only chance to see MJ in person. i had everything prepared. but i couldn't be there.
i must have bawled a lot that few days. and when he was in singapore, all i could do was read about him in the papers, watch him on tv, and wished that the stupid chicken pox didn't come so soon. i think i must have been the most angst-filled 11-year old that few days.
when i finally recovered from chicken pox, MJ had left singapore.
as a consolation, my dad bought me to the pasar malam downstairs. at one of the stalls, i saw an MJ video tape. it was MJ's concert in bucharest. it was $20. i held on to it so tightly...and my dad must have seen the look on my face, coz he bought it for me. we went home and watched the tape. i think i watched that same tape a few more times just that week.
even when we moved to bishan, i brought that tape with me. it was in my "safe" (a part of my study table with a lock) for a very long time. eventually, i had to throw the tape away as it had gone all mouldy...but i did it with much reluctance.
and so...that's my MJ story.
we'll miss you.
i stayed up last night to watch the memorial. i cried my eyes out, so i had a pair of puffy eyes this morning. (and the worse part is, i had to do a routine medical check-up with them puffy eyes) watched it two times more this afternoon, and got absolutely choked up both times. it's heart-wrenching, heart-breaking.
so i decided to do my own little tribute to the man, who had been and will always be an inspiration and my hero...by telling my MJ story. it doesn't matter if nobody ever reads this, but i just wanted to write it down so i will never forget this great human being.
my MJ story:
i can't remember when it was that i first heard MJ or knew who he was. my guess...it was probably my dad whom i probably inherited the love for music from. he used to blast songs (pop and rock songs, mind you) through the radio in his car, and jerked the car according to the beats. i guess that's why my sisters and i were always quite in-tuned to music (and could feel the beats).
i don't remember which came first, but i know i had MJ's 'Dangerous' LD, which my dad bought. i would watch the LD over and over again. it had all the music videos of the songs in his albums, and even the "making" of the videos. i was mesmerised. i also had his moonwalk video tape. i think that belonged to my aunt, and i would sneak a peek or watch it whenever she wasn't at home (i wan't allowed to touch the tapes). that was probably my first touchpoint with MJ. and like the rest of the world, i was mesmerised...absolutely hooked onto MJ.
so when i heard he was coming to singapore for a concert, i begged my parents to let me go. we weren't that well-to-do, but my mum got me 1 ticket...the cheapest at $60...to watch with her friend. yeap, her friend would be my nanny for the concert. i was ecstatic! i couldn't believe my eyes, my ears...woah...i was gonna see michael jackson! my parents got me all ready for the concert...they found me binoculars, and i chose the clothes that i was gonna wear to his concert. it was a mickey mouse pants and a top that my mum got in japan. i thought, this is it...i'm gonna wear my best, brightest clothes to see my idol, my hero!
i was a few months short of my 11th birthday.
and then, about a week before the concert, i got chicken pox.
i think i felt an aching pain in my heart when the doctor told me that it was indeed chicken pox. i couldn't believe it...i didn't have a fever, and the little spots didn't feel itchy at all. it couldn't be chicken pox. and i had a concert to go to!!!
but the doctor and my granny and parents knew. i insisted on going. i told them the spots weren't itchy, and i didn't feel unwell. and soon, it would go away. i told them that i'll be careful and i would wear a long sleeved T-shirt and long pants and wrap myself up so i didn't spread the pox. my parents did not relent (my mum's a nurse la...cannot bluff).
i was devastated.
my one and only chance to see MJ in person. i had everything prepared. but i couldn't be there.
i must have bawled a lot that few days. and when he was in singapore, all i could do was read about him in the papers, watch him on tv, and wished that the stupid chicken pox didn't come so soon. i think i must have been the most angst-filled 11-year old that few days.
when i finally recovered from chicken pox, MJ had left singapore.
as a consolation, my dad bought me to the pasar malam downstairs. at one of the stalls, i saw an MJ video tape. it was MJ's concert in bucharest. it was $20. i held on to it so tightly...and my dad must have seen the look on my face, coz he bought it for me. we went home and watched the tape. i think i watched that same tape a few more times just that week.
even when we moved to bishan, i brought that tape with me. it was in my "safe" (a part of my study table with a lock) for a very long time. eventually, i had to throw the tape away as it had gone all mouldy...but i did it with much reluctance.
and so...that's my MJ story.
we'll miss you.
Monday, July 06, 2009
a surreal day alone
it's such a wierd day. wierd in a pretty good way.
i took the day off. my sis and mum flew off to bangkok this morning, together with my aunt, masks of different kinds in tow.
so my dad was out all day, working i suppose.
me? i had a very productive day.
i woke up a little later than usual. checked my mails (yes, work ones too), did some research and crucial info-gathering. then i went to causeway point to repair the heels of 5 pairs of shoes...long overdued. i can only get them back tomorrow coz the shop was so packed with shoes. funny, i've never seen SOOO many pairs of shoes sitting around the shop, just waiting to be repaired. i guess people are buying less shoes and repairing the old ones. well, i chucked out about 4-5 pairs as well. seriously CMI already.
got honey green tea, then went to cold storage for some junk food, which i am eating now, and standby dinner. next, i headed to the food court to get some roast duck rice for lunch. took a little trip into the computer shop to get a 7-port usb hub (in white!!!) before heading back. all happy.
had lunch. took my dog for a walk around the park and blocks. gave him a bath. watched some tv while he played by himself...and eventually fell asleep. him, not me.
so now, i'm back on the computer, thinking if this is what IT must feel like.
i'm training for bigger and better things in life!
i took the day off. my sis and mum flew off to bangkok this morning, together with my aunt, masks of different kinds in tow.
so my dad was out all day, working i suppose.
me? i had a very productive day.
i woke up a little later than usual. checked my mails (yes, work ones too), did some research and crucial info-gathering. then i went to causeway point to repair the heels of 5 pairs of shoes...long overdued. i can only get them back tomorrow coz the shop was so packed with shoes. funny, i've never seen SOOO many pairs of shoes sitting around the shop, just waiting to be repaired. i guess people are buying less shoes and repairing the old ones. well, i chucked out about 4-5 pairs as well. seriously CMI already.
got honey green tea, then went to cold storage for some junk food, which i am eating now, and standby dinner. next, i headed to the food court to get some roast duck rice for lunch. took a little trip into the computer shop to get a 7-port usb hub (in white!!!) before heading back. all happy.
had lunch. took my dog for a walk around the park and blocks. gave him a bath. watched some tv while he played by himself...and eventually fell asleep. him, not me.
so now, i'm back on the computer, thinking if this is what IT must feel like.
i'm training for bigger and better things in life!
Friday, July 03, 2009
so clever...
ok...trying to look busy for the next half an hour or so, before my "official" work day ends. heh heh. it's cohesion again and this time, we'll be celebrating the birthday of angel no. 3 - rachael.
i am angel no. 1. :)
so after yummylicious lunch, we'll be heading for a long-overdued karaoke session. on the cards are a tribute to MJ, amongst some oldies that my boss wants, and of course, the birthday girl gets to hog the mic.
hrmph.
doesn't matter. my main goal now is to look busy enough. blogging always works. coz i look so deep in thought and typing away so furiously, people tend to believe that i'm working very very hard.
yeah, i'm working very very hard on my blog la!
on a brighter note, pay day is coming! pheeweet~! exactly 1 week from today, my bank account will see the monthly surge!! BUT, i'm not spending more. in fact, i'm saving more, spending the same amount (or less i suspect), and the rest goes to paying all my bills.
me. good. girl.
clever girl...
*pats back*
i am angel no. 1. :)
so after yummylicious lunch, we'll be heading for a long-overdued karaoke session. on the cards are a tribute to MJ, amongst some oldies that my boss wants, and of course, the birthday girl gets to hog the mic.
hrmph.
doesn't matter. my main goal now is to look busy enough. blogging always works. coz i look so deep in thought and typing away so furiously, people tend to believe that i'm working very very hard.
yeah, i'm working very very hard on my blog la!
on a brighter note, pay day is coming! pheeweet~! exactly 1 week from today, my bank account will see the monthly surge!! BUT, i'm not spending more. in fact, i'm saving more, spending the same amount (or less i suspect), and the rest goes to paying all my bills.
me. good. girl.
clever girl...
*pats back*
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