On this day I dedicate this to me

The stars say to avoid all areas where there had be cake, for sake of not having oily face. I shall do so. I reckon there is no harm to that. For those who say where got birthday no cake one, well, last night when I have had one ya. When I got out of the bathroom, what a surprise was waiting for me.  Actually I suspected there was food because I saw fat boy meekey crouching outside the room sniffing underneath the door. Never thought it’d be the one cake which sends me into ecstasy. When I opened the door, there was a lapis cake with only one candle (thank you so much) and plus the book I had wanted to find ‘THE WASP FACTORY.” and a made card.  I reckon it to be a difficult book to find but it was found. Fate continues to match me with my bookworm destiny. Really appreciate the effort taken into finding the book. Only you are capable of putting together an act like that. So efficiently frightening hahaha because I just only mentioned it the afternoon before. Such is the beauty of having the SHGF. So after the ‘happy birthday’ singing and the phototaking and make a birthday wish part (I made not one but 6 wishes in all)  I blew out the candle. Now time to share my wishes, in case they come true and I have no one to attest to that life is more than great.

1. gromit would multiply into two but a less noisy version. Then I would have 3 dogs without buying any!! wahahaha

2. some long lost relative’s will and lawyer would suddenly appear out of nowhere stating me as the heiress of a mansion in the Maldives, all in one night.

3. the work that XL chose gets international recognition and I shoot to stardom overnight walking the red carpet and having five PAs attached to me everywhere I go. Not forgetting travelling in limos and having Paris Hilton leaving me notes on FB to “party tonight?”

4. Eris Clapton calling and saying he will grant me my birthday wish and takes me under his wings for music sessions.

5. I wake up to find myself 10 cm taller and 10 kgs heavier closer to being an amazonian. the first thing I had do is to go JJS and Judo and use my newfound body for plundering. *ROAR!!!* finally, no more being thrown around because I am tinier

6.  I am finally able to multi-task and I do it with so much finese I feel like another person altogether

who says a girl can’t daydream? hah!~

Fifty

Wow. I never would have thought of me as a bookworm kind of person (read as nerdy looking with thick glasses, bundled up hair in a pony tail). I love reading. Maybe it’s the escapist nature. Like musicians who find escape in their music, I find mine in the pages. I am so in denial of many things. Anyway what is below is a list of book apparently from BBC and you are suppose to mark the books you have read. Here is mine. and oh, I found another book I am looking forward to read. The wasp factory by Iain Banks looks interesting. Now, to find the time to do so.

1 (x) Pride and Prejudice – Jane Austen
2 (X) The Lord of the Rings – JRR Tolkien
3 ( ) Jane Eyre – Charlotte Bronte
4 (X) Harry Potter series – JK Rowling
5 (x) To Kill a Mockingbird – Harper Lee
6 ( ) The Bible (i have yet to read the entire Bible)
7 (x) Wuthering Heights – Emily Bronte
8 ( ) Nineteen Eighty Four – George Orwell
9 ( ) His Dark Materials – Philip Pullman
10 (x) Great Expectations – Charles Dickens
11 (X) Little Women – Louisa M Alcott
12 ( ) Tess of the D’Urbervilles – Thomas Hardy
13 ( ) Catch 22 – Joseph Heller
14 ( ) Complete Works of Shakespeare
15 ( ) Rebecca – Daphne Du Maurier
16 (X) The Hobbit – JRR Tolkien
17 ( ) Birdsong – Sebastian Faulk
18 (x) Catcher in the Rye – JD Salinger
19 (x) The Time Traveller’s Wife – Audrey Niffenegger
20 ( ) Middlemarch – George Eliot
21 ( ) Gone With The Wind – Margaret Mitchell
22 ( ) The Great Gatsby – F Scott Fitzgerald
23 ( ) Bleak House – Charles Dickens
24 ( ) War and Peace – Leo Tolstoy
25 (x) The Hitch Hiker’s Guide to the Galaxy – Douglas Adams
26 ( ) Brideshead Revisited – Evelyn Waugh
27 ( ) Crime and Punishment – Fyodor Dostoyevsky
28 ( ) Grapes of Wrath – John Steinbeck
29 (X) Alice in Wonderland – Lewis Carroll
30 () The Wind in the Willows – Kenneth Grahame
31 () Anna Karenina – Leo Tolstoy
32 (x) David Copperfield – Charles Dickens
33 ( ) The Chronicles of Narnia – CS Lewis
34 (x ) Emma – Jane Austen
35 ( ) Persuasion – Jane Austen
36 (X) The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe – CS Lewis
37 (x) The Kite Runner – Khaled Hosseini (mmm maybe can borrow from al…)
38 () Captain Corelli’s Mandolin – Louis De Bernieres
39 (X) Memoirs of a Geisha – Arthur Golden
40 () Winnie the Pooh – AA Milne
41 (X) Animal Farm – George Orwell
42 (X) The Da Vinci Code – Dan Brown
43 (x) One Hundred Years of Solitude – Gabriel Garcia Marquez
44 ( ) A Prayer for Owen Meaney – John Irving
45 ( ) The Woman in White – Wilkie Collin
46 ( ) Anne of Green Gables – LM Montgomery
47 ( ) Far From The Madding Crowd – Thomas Hardy
48 ( ) The Handmaid’s Tale – Margaret Atwood
49 (x) Lord of the Flies – William Golding
50 (x) Atonement – Ian McEwaN
51 (x ) Life of Pi – Yann Martel
52 ( ) Dune – Frank Herbert
53 ( ) Cold Comfort Farm – Stella Gibbons
54 (x ) Sense and Sensibility – Jane Austen
55 ( ) A Suitable Boy – Vikram Seth
56 ( ) The Shadow of the Wind – Carlos Ruiz Zafon
57 (x ) A Tale Of Two Cities – Charles Dickens
58 (x) Brave New World – Aldous Huxley
59 (x) The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time – Mark Haddon
60 (x) Love In The Time Of Cholera – Gabriel Garcia Marquez
61 (x) Of Mice and Men – John Steinbeck
62 (x) Lolita – Vladimir Nabokov
63 (x) The Secret History – Donna Tart
64 ( ) The Lovely Bones – Alice Sebold
65 ( ) Count of Monte Cristo – Alexandre Dumas
66 ( ) On The Road – Jack Kerouac
67 ( ) Jude the Obscure – Thomas Hardy
68 (x) Bridget Jones’s Diary – Helen Fielding
69 (x) Midnight’s Children – Salman Rushdie
70 (x) Moby’s Dick – Herman Melville
71 (X) Oliver Twist – Charles Dickens
72 (X) Dracula – Bram Stoker (ive watched the cartoon movie, i thnk)
73 (X) The Secret Garden – Frances Hodgson Burnett
74 ( ) Notes From A Small Island – Bill Bryson
75 (x) Ulysses – James Joyce
76 ( ) The Bell Jar – Sylvia PlatH
77 ( ) Swallows and Amazons – Arthur Ransome
78 ( ) Germinal – Emile Zola
79 ( ) Vanity Fair – William Makepeace Thackeray
80 (x) Possession – AS Byatt
81 (X) A Christmas Carol – Charles Dickens
82 ( ) Cloud Atlas – David Mitchell
83 ( ) The Color Purple – Alice Walker
84 (x) The Remains of the Day – Kazuo Ishiguro
85 (x) Madame Bovary – Gustave Flaubert
86 ( ) A Fine Balance – Rohinton Mistry
87 (X) Charlotte’s Web – EB White
88 (x ) The Five People You Meet In Heaven – Mitch Albom
89 (x) Adventures of Sherlock Holmes – Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
90 ( ) The Faraway Tree Collection – Enid Blyton
91 ( ) Heart of Darkness – Joseph Conrad
92 (X) The Little Prince – Antoine De Saint EXupery
93 ( ) The Wasp Factory – Iain Banks
94 () Watership Down – Richard Adams
95 () A Confederacy of Dunces – John Kennedy Toole
96 ( ) A Town Like Alice – Nevil Shute
97 ( x) The Three Musketeers – Alexandre Dumas
98 (x ) Hamlet – William Shakespeare
99 (X) Charlie and the Chocolate Factory Roald Dahl
100 ( ) Les Miserables – Victor Hugo

In my head

Mr Headache woke me up today and give me a piece of his mind which left me physiologically decapitated a good half of the day. Thank you, for your hospitality yo.

Locked heart

It has been such a long time since someone bothered to open the steel gates, curious and interested to catch a glimpse of what laid behind those locked doors. so so long so that even I have forgottten  I am actually the one behind these gates. for the first time in centuries, light shone in through the slit in the small opening that was to be wide in a matter of time. at least that was what I thought was going to materialize. in here, light came in almost accidentally, afraid of the dark and what that is within the four walls. like through the cracks in the walls or bullet holes on these walls. incidental light happened. and has happened. and happened. and it is happening again. then it happened. and that was it. the slit is disappearing again. where are the sunshine and flowers? hopefully, in time to come, I would eventually forget about me in the dark with the last of the light fading. not knowing I am there there’d be no sorrow or hurt.

Horror story

The innocent tuna bun looked alright from the outside. I sniffed it once and then twice and thrice. There was absolutely no sign of any rot or decay on the outside. So there it went right into where it should be, with the acid in the stomach. I have to admit I gobbled it up. I have lost the delight in any kind of savouring, at this moment. Eating just to fill means just one should be enough so I planned to store the rest of it in the refrigerator probably for lunch tomorrow but then I thought, what if it rotted just there in the fridge? Wouldn’t that be a huge waste? So I picked up a second bun and started having my way with it, peeling every layer bit by bit, amazed by how the buns could keep until now without a single trace of ant invasion or spore infestation when I saw them. Inside the bun, where the tuna laid to rest, were spots of white colonies. Spore growth it is. All over the tuna and onions. Well hidden as if they meant to ambush and poison me. I am amazed how I cannot be bothered to regurgitate the disgusting ingested bun. I just hope I don’t become the headlines tomorrow, alongside the elephant man and circus boy.

Ya you got me

There was a spam sms going around today. Something about a Thai master blessing the masses with good fortune and more good fortune but you have to forward to don’t know how many more people blah blah yada yada. anyway I blindsided the good fortune by being unyielding and non-compliant to the the so- called good will. the streak of wilfulness prevails *do a survival dance* but wait, the subject of the message says there is no harm trying. so it means there is harm in not trying. oh no. what have I done?

An early gift

The room has been painted by the SHGF and as she singlehandedly manhandled the at least 10 year old painted room, struggling with the tight corners and clutter, I have never been more amazed and full of admiration for. notwithstanding the challenges, the room looks absolutely great, the room looks new. the room looks foreign in a good way. the fresh mint green colour brings to mind mint ice cream and the freshness you get with every mouthful. every item in the room looks decidedly significant and contrasting. I love it, right to the defective corner (as christened by the artist) that got painted only a single coat because of the dangerously low amount of paint with every stroke of the brush and roll of the roller. a million thank-yous would really not be enough.

No more chaotic mess

I have been unfaltering in my efforts in making sure my room and work station is in the absolute uncluttered condition and the steadfast resolution has been  ongoing for 3 weeks now. so this is what being neat and tidy means. and all along, I thought organized chaos could be the phrase to describe my room. what a misconception on my part.

My 25 random things

1. I am addicted to the muscle spasms I get from physical exertion and foot massages
2. I used to have chickens for pets and they lived to a ripe old age out of the pot. 
3. Black coffee and biscuits are my poison. 
4. I fired my first pistol at 14. 
5. I think Mickey mouse is lame yet I named my dog after it. 
6. I love the smell of my blankets, pillows, dogs, baked bread and my love one. 
7. I have been a bimonthly vegetarian for the past 20 years.
8. I have short attention span yet I have been in TKD for about 20 years now. 
9. I had my first drink a lamborghini, felt nothing, took another two, stood up and went down
10. I used to eat maraschino cherries and flip glasses to keep awake during bartending. 
11. I only eat parts of fried food for my own pleasure.
12. I still dream about my SPE (now known as PESS) days and wish I was still back then. 
13. I read Rumi’s poems and shakespeares and quote them to impress people.
14. Sometimes during randori, I wonder why am I not built like an amazonian woman. 
15. I miss playing with my sister and brother like when we were young. 
16. I write words on my hand to remind myself what I have to do for that day. 
17. I am a TV series addict 
18. I am not able to multi task but I enjoy doing things simultaneously. 
19. I dig BSB, Britney Spears’s ecetera songs 
20. I used to write plays and have thought of being a big time director.
21. I adore black dogs and love those with black and brown on them, regardless of size.
22. I crave for coke when I am stressed.
23. There are 5 people I truly admire – Jim Morrison, Sensei Lee, LKY, my mother and the divine one who created microscopic organisms among many. 
24. I can have bread for breakfast, lunch and dinner. 
25. I backpacked Europe with Xianling and survived the whole month without chinese food and on can food, bread and muffins.

Potted cacti tailsman

I have a cacti on my table to ward off evil, backstabbing colleagues who enjoy steam rolling me in faked ignorance. an ignorance so fake the immigration and check point authorities  may well be on the way to arrest them. so hence  I am instilling mind tuning  thoughts into the cacti with FM music from the desktop, stationaries of all sorts, pineapple tarts from the neighbour cubicle and my carbon dioxide. cacti oh la la~ work your powers on the thems!!