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Off a beautiful plate you will never eat alone (thanks dirty!)...

I was speaking to a mate about girls whose boyfriends are their only life! Their only mean of interaction, their only resource, their only focus... How can they live with that? Or they can provided he is there all her life, provided he will not be leaving her. I can't doubt their devotion to this man, but where else does she see herself standing?? Here's a part of my conversation:

Patata Pötatoe @longbar says: (2:35:37 PM)
funny.. but im scared of getting sick with the same person for so long

Patata Pötatoe @longbar says: (2:35:50 PM)
i mean if its ur first bf.. and last.. then thats it. thats ur life

Do I sound too modernized for the traditional thinking?? The childhood sweetheart fantasy, that first love idea, that one bf to last a lifetime thinking or even love at first sight?! They all doesn't apply to me, or well in a way, till someone REALLY right comes along. I still like to question when do you really know he is the ONE, perhap I haven't found that feeling yet.

Flying to London

I'm considering MAS via KL or Emirates (maybe via Dubai)!!! Or even KLM. BA/Quantas and SIA are too expensive for me to afford though its damn tempting they are direct flights. Thai Airways is cheap but I don't want go by Bangkok. Anyone else has a good deal somewhere?? Or any flying experience with these airlines?

3 days

Will I miss working?
Will I miss my boss?
Will I miss taking train to Tanjong Pagar every morning?
Will I miss being late at work?
Will I miss my colleagues?
Will I miss seeing those faces?
Will I miss the food?
Will I miss my seat, my desk, my blue mac?
Will I miss my job in the photos department?
Will I miss editing all the pictures?
Will I miss taking the lift with my idol (ha ha)?

The time has come, and it did pretty quick. I'm counting down, 3 days and it will soon disappear. I'm going to be declared jobless, unemployed and officially free to take the name of a holidaymaker. And yes, I've to book my ticket soon!

The truth of all truth

...is finally out!

I do not know this man. He does not know me in reality at all. Someone I reckon who just accidentally bumped into my blog or even my homepage somehow, added me to his list, told me a wonderful story about how he met me. Porkies!!!

Okay, at least he taught me this English slang "Porkies!!!" which is cute. It reminds me of Porky. How on earth did I get to know a writer?? Maybe I can publish a book one day too... he he he...

I couldn't keep my eyes wide open for last night match England vs Portugal. And the results are still as disappointing. Germany did not qualify, so does England now... I always think they are hot favorites whom at least should fight into semi (well one of them should).

I'm obsessed with rabbit...

Who's richard?!

My brain is damaged...

I'm 99% certain someone is playing a trick on me, but WHO!!!! I get an anonymous user adding me on yahoo, claims he has met me at a club, and he did come up to me. No!!!!!!!!! It's ridiculous, I only been to the place once this year. And I did not talk to any men, I swear.

It's making my brain moldy...

I can't be bothered to know how this person looks like, but it gets freaky someone who know who you are and then keep you in suspense! He knows my name, and my trip to UK. How the hell did he know!!!

God's sake, I can count the number of men I met in reality!! My superb memory for names do not often fail as well, so this "richard", watch out when I caught you in your pants!

OMS

Ongoing Menstrual Syndrome

Probably we have only heard about PMS (Pre-menstrual syndrome), but its a fact I'm suffering from OMS. My emotions get fluctuated to the extreme at any slightest matter. I believe I also get very particular, irritable, and in a very likelihood to provoke the others. I just did last night, to my sister, her usual hot temper didn't make things better. So I don't care. I'm in that mood that "I am always right; I've my rights. Just shut up!"...

I require attention to distract all my highly hyperactive hormones. I need to be handle with care. Yes, care even when it comes to words!! I want to say I'm lovesick, but in actual fact, I'd to think its that time of the month the cause of everything. Perhaps I need to be caged every time it happens...

I'm sick of being a woman. I'm kidding but its true I hate the hormones...

吃粽子

When I'm writing this, I just eaten a rice dumpling made by my mum. Its the first time she tried cooking them, so I have to understand why it's a little too sticky, a little too hard, a little too chewy but made with love...

It's Dragon Boat Festival today

...(5th day of the 5th Lunar month)...

I was considering of putting up the legend behind it on here but again, I'll have to do that for every festival I mention again. So... here is a good link containing the summaries of the common chinese festivals celebrated locally.

p.s: my blog title says "eat rice dumpling" in mandarin

Love-struck

I'm not sure if I'm in love... but I'm nourished by the good feelings.

I enjoy being with someone, laughing together, watching him eat, walking side-by-side, creating a mess of our food, have a tickle-you war!! I smile at myself reading the sms-es, I cry over him. Die, I've gotten myself into a mess. What am I doing!

Is it true when you least expect something and it comes your way? When I was looking for it, all that I gotten into was an emotional shit pit that I had problem climbing back up. I'm scared of dirtying my shoes again... you understand what I mean?

Its Euro 2004 now, I'm excited. I'm looking forward to matches on TV but sadly they aren't showing much except the first match. I want to watch Spain, Germany, England play or anything goes really. When can Channel 5 or "i" get so generous and sponsor us free matches live!!!!

It is amusing how some old people tried to speak english to me. I was in this coffeeshop getting my breakfast to ease my poor grumbling stomach. This old man thinking I'm non-chinese, tried so hard to get the message across to me. I spoke some hokkien and he still doesn't recognise I actually speak Mandarin!!! WHY!! Oh well, I want to clarify but it is funny how I see it. So I let it be...

Pötatoe haß mom

My mom blew her top yesterday morning. Fiery.

She has this habit, she just loses her temper somehow. And anyone in the house can be the victim. I don't know whats going on behind it, have she lost some money at mahjong again??! Or menopause is finding her?!

She's totally tactless and one tigress when you see her screaming. Do not try to talk back or yell at her, because then she makes sure the neighbors hear her losing her voice at us. So most of the time, we just remained quiet throughout the ordeal.

I was hurt by her words the day before. She just went crazy complaining about the house, money and, out of a sudden, she blurted out about my trip. She wanted me not to return home if I leave for UK, she threatened to threw away my stuffs. At that moment, I almost wanted to shout at her for that unreasonable temperament, and about how much importance is that money she gambled away. I held back. I spoke nothing and left for work.

I have not spoken to her since then. This morning she did wake me up though, I wasn't sure if I put my alarm on. She's still my favorite person! Harsh, a gambling addict, lousy temper yet a nice mum...

Nothing in this world is still perfect huh....

Tomato juice, banana & tuna-ham sandwich

Lack of potatoes...

That was my lunch. Healthy, does it sound?

Today I'm so proud I've kicked off that sucking leech. I made my lunch, done my stuffs and I feel I'm accomplishing what I expect myself to. I shall reward myself a Hersey Cookie & Cream bar... ahh, yes I've eaten more than usual these few days. Mollycoddle, but certainly I can't deprive myself from good food anymore since eating in UK will cost twice or even more. Let me eat, let me diet... he he...

I came across a very touching incident on the news, I'd like to share it with you! Being a little hero at six, how many of us can do that!?!! I'm saddened reading this, somehow he has lived his life proud even though it was short.

Boy, 6, Dies After Rescuing Friend from Pool

CHICAGO RIDGE, Ill. (AP) - A 6-year-old boy who rescued a playmate from a debris-filled swimming pool but couldn't get himself out of the water has died. 06/15/04 15:43

Donald Houser-Richerme had been hospitalized in critical condition since June 7, when rescue crews found his limp body in a half-empty pool at an apartment complex.

He died Monday, Police Chief Tim Baldermann said.

Donny had been exploring the area with his younger brother and a 5-year-old friend, Karah Moran, when they found the gate to the pool area unlocked and went in.

Karah either jumped or fell into the empty, shallow end of the pool, then slid on debris into the water gathered at the deep end. Though Donald couldn't swim, he jumped in after her and was able to push her to a ladder, family members said. But he couldn't save himself, and authorities said he was under water as long as 20 minutes.

"That family has been through an awful lot this past week, and throughout the whole ordeal they've shown a lot of dignity, class and strength,'' Baldermann said.

Authorities said they would not file charges against the owner of the apartment complex after learning a maintenance man had cut the pool's lock.

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Cast the sleepy leech away

I've taken the name of a "slacker" for 14 days now. Since my homepage was officially launched to my mates, that high energy level seemed to have depleted. My nights are now shorter, I dozed off on the touch of anything soft enough to lay on. Or not really, I can even do it on the hard concrete floor. Sleepy leech has sucked on me...

I also like to credit part of that to the long dating hours. With rabbit that is... rabbit rabbit rabbit

I'm starting to feel my hands - like I'm waking up from a 100 years of long sleep. The first ray of sunlight cast upon my face, as I try to open my eyes to that blinding brightness but hardly so. For once, I hear my own breathing and feel my heart beating. I'm alive... ha ha. I guess I shouldn't waste my time in dreamland unnecessarily, life is too precious for that. Wake up Miss Slumbers!!!

It's hilarious...

What's up again, make a guess!! It's Friendster. This morning I was taken aback by a crappy figure of 41 new messages. 17 yrs old boys, I can't believe this. And the good thing is they do make it noted in the message, so I can easily skip them. I'm going through all the messages, but probably won't be replying even 20% of it. Friendster is sick, oh well, full of these people so comfortable in making a friend in cyberspace. I'm not against the idea, but where is life!! Get a real life. I got a couple of messages from my friends (in my list!) though... at least it helps relieving that frustration in between those strangers'.

Let me tell a few funny ones. Someone tried to add me, but god, do you really think you're my friend!! That's ridiculous, and I'm pissed with silly acts like this. And woooo.. I even got a message from Fann Wong. Should I be honored? Many just simply tucked an email address along, assuming I'm ready to add more friends. I thought I've said it so clear on my profile. Time to change some preferences to minimize this! One man wrote me saying he was my old classmate, and he said he thought he was in my class. Hey funny, I don't remember an Edwin in my class, not even the twins!! Sorry, but there's nothing I recall about it.

If you're reading this, please leave me alone. I don't need new friends!!

I'm going to post some ridiculous messages here! Ha ha, share some joy with you peeps!!

im finding 4 a long term relationship...
but mostly sin gals like to cheong n not the
homey type n like to look 4 guys who is rich.
my parents mostly oso nt in sin (business trip)
tat why i dun like to stay at home cos its too
quite... so i wll stay in hotel to pass time cos
it it smaller tat u will not feel so lonely.....
hope u r not everyday must cheong type...
btw i seldom use friendster...just trying my luck
i may not noe u well but i still believe in long
term friendship so r we fate to be friends...

hi....
i am 17years.....from malaysia,kuantan....
just want to make many friend.....but i am an
new guy in friendster....so not many friend....
:(
sorry.....my english is bad....if got word wrong
please dun laught wor.....
:)

hey hi.. how have you been?? its been awhile
since we last chatted.. ehhh funny hor,
I never even chatted with this guy!
am werking at Mambo Heeren now.. you??
changed my sms no to XXXXXXXX, so sms me your
no..
oh, just got my msn up, its
XXXXX@hotmail.com
frenster is XXXXX@yahoo.com
hear fr you soon! ;)

Pig is "dick", so am I soon to be...

I had too much sleep of recent, so much so that I feel like I'm living the life of a pig. Except that I work probably, so I'm wee bit better than it. Right after work, I headed home - typical night includes a dinner, shower and a little TV before hitting the sack...

I can't even be bothered to prepare my lunch box now, how lazy!! Not even my usual urge of internet surfing could wake me up, or my favorite TV show on air...

I'm growing fat if I'm going to carry on like that, so I decided to go along with the cruise my company organized tomorrow. To Kusu Island for a BBQ that is, I haven't been there for a while, so should be a nice trip. Ermm, hope I won't get sea-sick!!

By the way, "dick" is fat in german.

was soll ich tun?

What shall I do??

Many things happened! I'm losing my focus, the desire and that anticipation. They were all there 5 months ago, and I can't believe I'm letting them slipping through my fingers. Noo.....................

My dream, yes, I've to live my dream. I need to constantly put myself back into this big world with a tiny me, just me alone. And then I'll see nothing else except me going to fulfill my big dream. It's all going smoothly since the day I told God about it. HE is guiding me, and he has done so much to make me realize other virtues I didn't possess. I can't let some external factors grab my attention away now, yet I'm already being led into this temptation. But its appeal will wear off one day - a short termed temptation.

I'm stepping into it, because I know life is always too short to deprive yourself from anything that can give you pleasure...

mein Gott!

I find it difficult to say something serious face-to-face (it has always been like that), or if I do, I get emotional about it. My parents must be sick of the idle talk about me wanting to live in United Kingdom. And now I'm going to realize this what seemed impossible to them initially. On Sunday, I managed to leak the news to my dad first. I gave him my passport with the visa straight in his face, he read it,"Working holiday?!" I didn't expect him to understand because his English hasn't been good, or just wasn't as good as I always thought. But my dad is a clever old man. He didn't look at me when he cautioned me to be careful in the new country!! I sensed sternness in his word, my dad is a man less expressive of his emotions. Monday night, I decided to use the same method with my mum. I knew it wouldn't work well, my mum is illiterate. So I just took my red book and waved it to her, somehow I guess my dad should have spoken to her. She didn't say a word.

I have to find an appropriate time to disclose about it... ya?

I'm smitten

It is frightening my Friendster mailbox is choked with 15 new messages this morning - the most I ever had so far. I got a sentence or two from those under-aged Singaporean boys, boring picture-less men, INDIA men (he looks okay), married men, some men whom preferred to put an object or hunks as their faces, and maybe just one or two decent chaps who has probably caught my attention for 2 seconds. Yes, 2 seconds. If you are one of those and by chance is reading, sorry but get offended if you want (I'm not pleasing everyone here).

My sunday was ultimate, ten hours outdoor - with a man and a gnome. I'm fascinated by the Urban Capsule... I took numerous pictures of them when I first visited. I dropped these guys an email with selected photos and am very pleased to hear them wanting to put my shots on the webby. How exciting!! My pleasure, definitely.

I liberated a gnome named Geeone, he (I assume its a "he") looks seriously cute. I've had so much fun sweating under the scorching sun for this little guy. He has gotten me smitten. So has my date. I'm certainly fine with doing another gnome liberation again if I get the chance. Check out when I post Geeone's photos on urbandream.

Good laugh, good sweat & no tears

4th June 2004

One good Friday in my life, one of my best days ever!

I wore an ugly baggy cropped linen pants to work, it made my butt looked twice as big. Ha ha. It went with one of my favorite top that did not look nice enough on me. I don't know why. Perhaps I'm just not skinny enough for it.

Off then I left for work, with a lunch box of a piece of soft Pepperfridge Farm Chunky Dark Chocolate cookie and a nasty pinch of cake-bread with blueberry. It didn't fill up my unassumingly bigger-than-normal stomach that day. An ex-colleague rang me up at 1300, asking if I'd like to hang out with him for lunch as he was somewhere in my area. God saved my hunger! He he. He was my lunch buddy, we've had countless meals together over the past 21 months we worked.

Soon enough, I buzzed the embassy for my visa application status. It simply freaked me out for two hours before I finally saw that small yet so valuable sticker on my passport. United Kingdom Entry Clearance. HOORAY!

Then I received a last-minute text from a friend asking if I'd be free for a Night Safari trip later on. I didn't hesitate to say yes, it was the right timing for anything. I was thrilled, relieved, excited, and in a mood to please everyone. I haven't been to that tourist spot even I heard many good stories about it, so tonight I shall be a tourist myself. And oh, I didn't meet him before, it was like a first date for us.

Leaving the office, I bumped into my idol (my boss) and his mate. I pressed on the "down" button, right in front of that alarm-sounding lift, he was in there. Trying to hold the door open for his mate, then we took the short ride together. Yes, with his mate. They are such a funny pair, till today, I think they certainly look compatible. Ha ha. Ooppss. They can be so violent with each other, yet at the same time talking seriously about work. Or even playing football or frisbee. They asked about me, oo.. work again, but soon it diverted to my departure for UK. His mate was stunned with my decision, he added it on with such a bad comment about his home country. *shaking my head* My idol was definitely laughing all the way... I have not witnessed this side of him in the office before.

The stomach juice was eroding my tissues... it was 2020 when we got to AMK for a quick hawker dinner. My date is this german bloke who found me on a website and emailed me. He's quirky, funny and we hit it off with a few online conversation and picture exchange of course. I was absolutely famished, those butterflies wouldn't even survive in my acidic stomach. Despite that initial strange feeling, we gradually seeped into each other's company. I forgotten about how ugly my attire was!

2120 finally we arrived at the Night Safari, been ages since I visited the zoo, I almost couldn't recognize the place. We boarded the tram, a pity we were too late for any animal show, but we compensated it with a 45mins walk in the Leopard Trail. I was convinced I had night blindness till yesterday I realized I could still spot animals roaming in even darker places. It was a joke we actually walked back to the entrance, so we had to repeat the tram ride. It all ended pretty fast 2330 we were at the taxi stand.

It was a short but fabulous sweet time. A good date, an approved visa and bumping into a casual talk with my idol, how bad can it get!?! There's no worse friday night.

Post-visa collection

HELL YEAH! I FINALLY GOT IT! I'M GOING TO THE UK!!!

Pre-visa collection

I couldn't wait anymore, so I decided to ring the visa application center. My heart was pounding every second, seriously I haven't been more nervous than this. Not even receiving my exam results. The officer answered, fortunately I didn't stammer, I calmly requested her to check my status of my application.

I gave her the code number from that little receipt I tucked in my wallet. She repeated and asked if I have given her the correct one. I stopped breathing for a second and did a check. It's right! God, don't play a joke on me right this moment...

I felt like I could have a heart attack!

She returned moments later and said,"You can come and collect it, we have it with us." A sense of relief overcame me right after that sentence, I hang up. Without asking if the visa is approved. Yes, imagine I don't even want to know the news!! I'm so scared. With or without the visa, I'm retrieving back my little red book. And for now, I don't want to think about it. I can't, just can't. My feet turned cold. My fingers too. My body temperature seems to have decresed tremendously over that few minutes of phone conversation!

*Say some prayers for me...*

It warms my appetite

You Are Most Like Charlotte!

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Some EQ pls

Why am I such an emotional jackass! Being a donkey might be an easier life eh...

I saw Geppetto on TV yesterday. It's literally the pinnochio. Really sweet story, I'm awed by the little wooden boy. Its liveliness, its emotions, its innocence. How I wish life is so simple sometimes...

Sick of waiting for my visa, I definitely was bugged down with low spirit whole of yesterday. A day away from work, yet a day filled with so much anxiety is kind of depressing, isn't it?

What's wrong with me - learn to be patient you cockerel U!!!!!!

Beat the shit outta me

I've been doing late night routine for the past few nights - going to bed at 2am. My homepage is finally ready, which I'll hopefully launch later by email (sorry for those not in my address book). O, I've got to mention the damn server I'm hosting free at now. Geocities yahoo. Its ridiculous, limiting such a budget data transfer rate that over 2 visitors viewing my site at the same time, all of it screwed up. So visitors, please be patient... Yes, free things are shit!! Yes yes, I'll get a domain once I get my butt down to some serious web design work in future (not now). I don't mean serious as in business, but for the sake of leisure, interest and passion :)