The Sunday before

I lament at the thought of starting a whole new term but then again, I must do what needs to be done.

Anyway, Sunday paid a visit and pat its butt before leaving my presence. I should have uncorked a bottle of Moet or made a lot of merry aung lang syne singing it being the last day but I didnt. Champagne might cause me hangovers which I do not really fancy on a first day and no one died so no need aung lang syne singing. Instead, waking up from an unfitful sleep resulting from late night television watching on a saturday night, I made my passage down to NCC. surprisingly we were seated very close to the stage wahahaha though I saw PP’s body through the legs of a camera man. I know, what the hell right.The one up there really knows how to pull a fast one. but it was not cold at all, not like always when I would freeze my ass off. a celestial sign of things to come? anyway, following that, lunch at Imperial made me realise how loooong it has been since I had xiao long baos. or brunch on a sunday. the ones there tasted not too bad. yumz.

Dim sum on a sunday makes me float on cloud nine. anyway, would have sat around drink some tea and read a book with the SHGF if not for the fact we had to be somewhere else, we ate, swooned, took photos and scrammed our way down to Whampoa. SW and MY did a good job at collecting the forms for me. well done ya. so proud of the two of them. always able to sort out and do as I tell them without me having to worry that they will miss out anything. so I took them and together with the SHGF, went down to the place which used to be my playground *madonna song playing in the background* the long detachment from there made me less nostalgic of the place. I miss the lactic rush more. anyway after the LOOOOOONG delay due to some cork up and downs, we handed in the to kill licenses, dropped the boys off at novena and we made our way down to meet PG and C. We took an awfully long time deciding what our last dinner on a day before today would be. and of all days, I forgot my buffet record book. so we had no choice but to pick one from the air. After a long liberation of deliberations, we actually decided on Rendezvous for buffet (food glorious food) but upon descend to the food glorious food place, the exorbitant price made us turn tails.$40 plus per pax for buffet is ridiculous. We could have really good food for $160 so we abandoned our decision and left it at the door while we went for good economical Japanese food at Cuppage instead. There are a couple of good Jap food at Cuppage but we decided to eat at the one we frequent because the food here rocks socks. this is despite their seating space being small – they can sit les sthan 15 and they don’t have diet coke. then followed more photo whoring and feastings of udons and rice, with a full stomach we went to search for MOF, the new fab in town. We were fooled. we walked all the way from centrepoint to taka but no sights of MOF anywhere. refusing to search anymore and disheartened we decided to beat a hasty retreat and packing everyone in the yellow monster, zoomed in 15 minutes down to AMK instead because C said confirm there is a MOF. we went. they were closing. *(@&$*(@$*^(#$@^ … no choice so landed at the dessert house beside it. not too bad, the selections here. PG and C has chendol with ice cream (sin in food form). The SHGF had her mango sago. almond paste is my poison. the poison there tasted 6/10. I have had better poison fed to me but that was alright la. I shall ask the SHGF to make the paste for me. I am sure she will make a really kick ass one. right? n_n

in all, we had fun on the last sunday of joyfulness. we should go on double dates more often yea wahahahaha ..

Benchmark of a holiday

1. surprise birthday parties where the decoration crew rock socks and only the best if not the finest food was served. all the photo taking, saboing and pool captain ball makes this party a tough one to supersede in time to come.
2. exhibitions. had wanting to go all out on exhibitions this June but only managed to catch one but the one was good enough to make me realise life is great and should be lived great. Da Vinci now becomes the person I would love to meet if the divinitions allow. Not so much for his art pieces but to pick at his brain. his train of thoughts really is fascinating (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Da_vinci)
3. the sun at the beach. UV rays from all sources from all places do not beat the ones that comes together with the white soft sand and salt water. the above mentioned resulted in a really nice brown me. and brown is what I like. whooppeeee!! and Bintan is out of what I had imagined it to be – sentosa like waters, dead sea with absence of sea creatures. Would love to go there again. the island had crystal clear water and live seafood floating around in ankle deep water. I saw a live baby octopus who squirted at me when I poked it with my key hold. sea urchins were abundant and I saw one live when we went snorkelling. I was told you can cut it into two to much on it. oh yes and I got stung by a jellyfish I reckon to be as large as one’s palm because I had scars on my calf and ankle so you can imagine the tentacles and the size of the water mother. all the legal beatings I received has indeed increased my pain tolerance hahahaha. it felt as though my skin was burnt and truly annoying but that was all. Not excruciating. HH you very lousy ya hahahahah
4. baking, cooking, snapping. The SHGF got into one of her cooking moods last week and that benefitted the little one, the big one and the witty one. hahahaha. She conjured up a feast *salivating* consisting of the best in my world of gourmet feasting, mayo mussels, terriyaki chicken, broccoli with mushrooms, quail egg+baby tomato+salmon bit starter and salmon with chicken skin (in place of bacon cos the witty one does not fancy pork regardless of form). I lent my clumsy non-kitchen savvy hands with the dishes. fortunately there was no incident of food poisoning ala the geylang stall.
5. home karaoke. belting out 动力火车, 张学友, 周杰伦 , 孙燕姿, 张惠妹 and being crazy in my own confined space gives me a high like nothing can.
6. fervent reading. have browsed through some photography books and trying to keep my jaw closed upon seeing the absolutely magnificient shots, sophie kinsella’s remember me, halfway through marsha mehran’s pomegranate soup and at home I have sue monk kidd’s the secret life of bees, cormac mcCathay’s no country for old man, the art of sign language, The Paris review book of people with problems and King of the screwups. read read read!!!!
7. Tu tu kueh. The pasar malam at CWP has the authentic ones and the SHGF has been buying me them almost every night. love you so much!!! The tu tus comes second in the line of affections.
8. coloured hair. not so much highlighted like the previous time but good enough. more obvious colours will have to wait till december.

We will be ok

My personal opinion used to be that I have fewer friends now compared to maybe 10 or 15 years back because most have either got onboard the never-ending voyage to that land of ’till death do we part vows’ or that they are ashes to ashes and dust to dusted. Anyway, of late, I realised that I have fewer of them not so much due to morality (at least that is what I gather from looking at the orbituaries every now and then, hoping not to spot a familiar face) but rather because I am more selective of the people I hang out with more now than before. My time here is passing and each day is a blessing that is not to be wasted, being that I have set afoot earth for 30 plus years. Who knows whether I have another 30 more or less? I want people who make me feel good about myself, people who are hanging with me not with an agenda, people who like what I like, enjoy what I enjoy. In the past, when I was in school we were sort of thrown together in a bundle to live and die together (ermmm ok not that serious but close) so in the event of it, we somehow subconsciously forge that bond of anti-teachers, anti-uniform, anti-prefects, anti-school rules and the list goes on. Whether we liked each other or not, or have a common interest or not, we still hung together like peas in a pod because of the situation we had ourselves in. When we left school to the world outside, somehow that bond withered down together with the shoes we wear out in the rat race and soon it became not there anymore. Another reason could be because as we grew older and mature we developed my own identity, the thing that tells me who I am. I no longer need other people’s opinion of me to mould that identity I show the world. for that, I no longer need to force myself to stay bundled up in a place long enough to forge out that relation. I just desire for us to have a common ground to start with. Common grounds like a love for what makes us swoon and get high with adrenaline. so as time flows by, I only need that few in my life to complete me, to care for me in their little ways, to have them for me to show them I appreciate them in my little ways, to be around me because I really want them to. to illustrate my point, let’s talk about the three non blood relations in my life now. the little one makes me feel kinship towards her. she is like that little sister who is a 12 year version younger (in a way) of me in temperament and a penchant for inflicting physically onto others. page is the funny witty one and and I have a love hate relationship with how he addresses me with banter. of cos, the SHGF who completes my life in a way not done before. and how we kid and play like children sometimes. how I love the words from her. not forgetting the nice pictures she takes of me hahahhaha.. all in all, I feel comfort and ease around them. However, this is not to say that I do not like people I do not hang out with on a regular fortnightly basis. When I am around XL, I feel peace and tranquility. I reckon that is how friendship is when you age it like wine. delicious. hahahah … I like Hanson xd’s happy go lucky nature. it is infectiously good and when you are around him, he makes you feel like nothing can be better or go worst. and he has been there with me in moulding the army. oh yes and hh, well, she just is … entertaining, in her quirk unfathomable ways…

“I’ll lean on you and you lean on me and we’ll be okay.” – Dave Matthews Band

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My brain

HELLO WORLD! I am writing this for the record that I am getting so much so much done these days it is hard to imagine I am not on a pure caffeine fix. when I say pure caffeine I really mean P-U-R-E not the ones found in coffee or caffeinated drinks. chemically puuuuuuureeeee… and bless breakkies. I think it is the newly habited routine of brekkie eating every morning (since .. ermm … 2-3 months back?) that my brain is working like a clockwork tick tock tick tock riiiinnnnngggg *hit target* tick tock tick tick duuuuuuummmm *hit target*

in the sun with the sea on the sand

Dear blog site,

I went on my first trip to Bintan last Friday. I have never been to Bintan despite it being so very near. I regret not venturing there earlier. How nice to just sit read bask swim and hear the shea butter sizzle after a day of baking. How else can one enjoy the holidays? I know not of any better way than this.

… we all have to go there together some day ya fellow beach lovers little dragon, Isaac and Ainah.. we must!!!

Bright lime green

On Sunday, the little one, me, Isaac and Ainah placed together a great party. I hosted one of the greatest party feat in my dictionary of difficult tasks but I pulled it through all thanks to them. everything went without much of a hitch, except for Mr Sun not showing up at the last minute. I do believe the ones in the heavens above shone on me. someone up there must really like me. take this for example, just as the little one and I were racking our heads thinking where to hold the celebration, it was either to be sentosa for a picnic or at a karaoke lounge, out came from my good friend that she was house sitting. I distinctly heard a bell ring inside my head. so I asked if we could have the house to hold the party hey ho merry yo and we did. So there we landed, at Springdale. The day started with me going over to collect the keys from the gate keeper then me sending the extremely talented interior designers- Sjeting, Isaac and Ainah, to set the place its theme. We were all in theme colours too – bright lime green. nice right? after that, I set off to get the gastronomic indulgents ready for digestion. We had delifrance delights The three odd boxes costed me a hundred odd but they were really worth it. I had give the french pastries, the bite size tarts a 8/10. it is that yummy. we had canadian pizza. KFC, compliments of Michael. Bee Hoon made by my mum. endless delights. after the guest of honour Gerlyn was ushered in, flanked by the BFF, the BFF’s BFF and the BFF’s bodyguard, we had our smile cheers pose session while stuffing ourselves silly. When there is good food and good companions, how can the night just end with just this fare? so off we went to the pool – me, Sjeting, Isaac, Ainah, Gerlyn, Page, Chris, beach volleyball, for some fun. I never did thought it could actually be fun in the pool. That’s what good company does for you. The monkeying and splashing made sense of it. The longest time I stayed in a pool. the most fun I had in a pool in the longest time.

Spelt with a capital H

Hence marks the last official school day and the beginning of a month of time with myself and the lovely one *dance around* well.. actually, not a whole solid month as in 30 days per se but good enough I guess. No more screaming. no more incessant chatterings. no more repeated movement of the red pen over mountains of books. no more deadlines. Nothing but sun, sweat and more sun. *beams*
Line up of activities for this “festive’ month of June, where the festive of freedom is celebrated in some parts of Singapore and the neighbouring countries..
1. out and up away from Singapore. I want sun sand and water. anywhere where the sun shines and the water is non-sentosa like (read- crystal clear with life forms swimming around)
2. colouring of hair. punk or non punk?
3. training. with the little ones. and me. I would like to run again. Time to run again.
4. catch up on the reading. oh dear books where art thou?
5. I cannot believe I saw Twilight like only recently when half the world might have already seen it at least twice. Now the thing is, here or back home, if you know what I mean wahahahaha
6. bring the poochies to the beach for some sun and sea water. Girl girl needs a salt soak to soften the fur.
7. IT FAIR!!! Storage space is what I need.
8. I want to go see the da vinci exhibition.
9. Level 2 climbing certification. time to scale the heights on my own rope.