~ It's my life ~

6 month anniversary post

2010-04-28T21:14:00.002+08:00

Wow! It's been exactly 6 months since I last made a post.

Guess quite a fair bit of things has happened since I last updated my blog. For one thing, I'm no longer working in Starhub. Though I really missed the place and the people there - really had alot of fun in the short 2 months period.

Currently working at an MNC. Compared to many company, the perks and packages may not be the best. But I'm really happy there. The colleagues are nice and they take really good care of me. Work is stressful and tiring at times but it feels complete and fulfilling. I get to experience alot of things which I had not expected to with the job scope.

Had actually wanted to post my graduation photo.. But even as I'm typing, my eyes are glued to the TV. Perhaps my next update in the near future.

Sec 4F - 19/008/2009

2009-10-26T00:47:00.003+08:00

Update 26/10

2009-10-26T00:34:00.003+08:00

So excited about going back for french class after a 2 years break...
Class starts this friday.. and i'm abit worried about embarrassing myself in this conversation class... so frantically reading up on some of my old notes right now.

Meanwhile, the lack of update is mainly due to my "no life" life... Kind of... i think.. haha...
Have been spending most of weekdays in the office and straight home to the tv these days.. although all are about to change with french classes on fridays..

Spent last weekend with the starhubbers at pasir ris park bbq-ing.
It's amazing how some pple can bond with just a mere 2 months of acquaintances while others will never be close to you even if you know them for 2 years.. But it had been a fun evening while it lasted... and boy did it last late into the night...

What's up next? I miss shopping !! Sharon! Where are you? When are you coming back also... don't you just miss my fabulous taste! hahaha.... and my birthday is coming soon you know .. *hint hint*... LOL...

2009-09-15T11:31:00.002+08:00

Hmm... In a dilemma right now...
My contract with starhub is ending as of 30/9/2009.
Menaka's childcare center is offering me a temp job ....

I know i like kids (in small doses) but facing them 8 hours a day? a whole bunch of them..
Do i have the patience?? And the pay is definitely bound to be low...
OR maybe I should concentrate on looking for a full time job? But that's a long time endeavour
and I'm quite broke lah..

OR i should consider other temp jobs...

Hm.....

First of May

2009-09-13T11:29:00.002+08:00

For some reason or other I kept singing this song today:

First of May
When I was small and christmas tree was tall
We used to love while others used to play
Don't ask me why the time has passed us by
Someone else moved in from far away

Now we are tall and christmas trees are small
And you don't ask the time of day
But you and I
Our love will never die
I guess we'll cry come first of may

The apple tree
That grew for you and me
We watched the apples falling one by one
and i recall the moment of them all
the day i kissed your cheek and you were gone

Now we are tall and christmas trees are small
And you don't ask the time of day
But you and I
Our love will never die
I guess we'll cry come first of may (X2)

When I was small and christmas trees were tall.......

Reunion

2009-09-09T11:03:00.002+08:00

Just a little reminder/ notice for those who didn't receive it:

SEC 4 (class of 2001) PL Lite Reunion

Date: 19 September 2009
Time: 7pm
Venue: Sakae @ The Atrium

Pls sms me or leave a comment here if I didn't reach you or confirm with you

See you guys then!

Part of a weird conversation

2009-08-24T09:42:00.002+08:00

Part of a weird conversation

I found some maths solution sent to me by Sharon Dickman a few years ago when we were studying maths together... So i emailed her last week. Our conversation goes like this:

18/8: Hey... can you believe this???I was going through all my old emails and i found this in my inbox!

18/8: OMG.. i cant believed i did that... hahahaha.. i probably cant do any of it now...

19/8: Ya.most probably since you abadoned the mathematical world for a psycho one..hahah... and ... I still don't understand it either... up to today.. LOL (Er... sharon is majoring in Psychology that's why i said that)
19/8: haha.. i was never in the mathematical world.. it was just a necessary evil.. that's why it got abandoned as soon as i can run away from it!
19/8: Erm.. this is bad.. if it's a necessary evil to you.. Then what is it to me?The Supreme Evil Thingy....
19/8: hahaha.. yar.. u and maths can never go together..

20/8: We were never meant to be..... Ours is the fate of a star crossed lover... Just like Romeo and Juliet... If we're together both of uswill die.... hahahah...

23/8: er... romeo and juliet? that is assuming that u and maths love each other at some point.. i don't think would happen.. haha how to be star crossed lovers if u cannot be lovers.. ur analogy abit off.. haha

24/8 (19mins ago): Ok.. fine! how about harry potter and lord voldemort.., is the analogya little more apt?Hahahah... Er wait... harry potter triumphed over lord voldemort but i didn't over maths right.. so apparently that's out too... hahaha

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So apparently Sharon and I have weird conversations.....

Egg Tarts

2009-07-22T23:32:00.008+08:00

What I've been doing for the last 2 days: Baking Egg Tarts. That's about it ....

(Much to the exasperation of my mum)

Batch 1 Day 1 - The baking process & Final Product

Day 2 - Final Product - Refined version:

Yep, I've refined the recipe so the crust is thiner and crispier and less "toxically" sweet than before...

On another note, Menaka and I finally went for Harry Potter.... Finally!!

Have been a fan even before the movie. Picked up the first 3 books at $7 each at carrerfour before this "fever" hit the world and proceeded to waste $40 or more on each book for the next 4. Book 6 is definitely not my favourite I can say, but it does sets the base for book 7 which I read and re-read and re-read...... so on and so forth. The movie wasn't too bad actually. After all, I did really expect worst from them. Fortunately the "witty humours" of the plot kept me awake and entertained, at the very least (and without snacks too i might add, menaka). Though not at its very best amongst the 7 books, I can say it wasn't entirely a waste of money.. Well, where in Singapore (other than home and work) can you expect to only spend $7 for 3 hours and be fruitfully entertained?

Chopin - Waltz in A Minor

2009-07-18T01:27:00.003+08:00

Towards the end of my G8 piano exam, I realised that I am increasingly interested and aware of classical music. This is kind of surprising to me I guess. Since I've always felt it to be "boring" and enough to send me to bed. But as I guess, age does it to us. As i grow older, I find myself leaning more to classical music and perhaps even begun to enjoy them. To the extent that I'm nagging one of my friends to accompany to "weird" concerts.

One of my favourite is Waltz in A minor by Chopin

A little background info on this composition:

This delicate, haunting Waltz in another work that adds to the mystery and mastery of Chopin. This Waltz has long been a favorite of amateur pianists, as it’s one of the least difficult pieces of Chopin’s to play. Well, the NOTES may not be hard, but the FEELING? Rarely is this piece performed with such sensitivity, transparency and grace.

(Excerpt taken from the chopin project website)

Julia Quinn

2009-07-09T23:26:00.002+08:00

Latest arrival/ New Release: What Happens in London by Julia Quinn

Sypnosis:
Rumours and Gossip ... The lifeblood of London

When Olivia Bevelstoke is told that her new neighbour may have killed his fiancee she doesn't believe it for a second, but, still, how can she help spying on him, just to be sure? so, she stakes out a spot near her bedroom window, cleverly concealed by curtains, watches, and waits... and discovers a most intriguing man, who is definitely up to something.

Sir Harry Valentine works for the boring branch of the War Office, translating documents vital to national security. He's not a spy, but he's had all the training and when a gorgeous blonde begins to watch him from her window, he is instantly suspicious. But just when he decides that she's nothing more than an annoyingly nosy debutante, he discovers that she might be engaged to a foreign prince, who might be plotting against England.

THE RUMOUR:
Did Harry Valentine kill his fiancee?

THE SECRET:
Could Lady Olivia Bevelstoke be spying for the Russians?

THE MYSTERY:
Why is he tossing so many papers into the fireplace?

THE GOSSIP:
Is she going to mary a prince?

THE SCANDAL:
None whatsoever

Because What happens in London... Stays in London.

2009-07-03T17:35:00.003+08:00

Since i'm very free... I decided to recommend a book which I find quite interesting. You might want to consider if you're looking for a light read.

Sypnosis:
A smart, independent woman with a gorgeous four-year-old son, Mia Marcelli lost her one true love. Four years ago, while working undercover for the CIA, she watched Diego, the father of her unborn child, perish before her very eyes -- crumbling the world around her. But one morning she awakens to find Diego lying next to her, alive and well with an unbelievable confession: he is really Rafael, Prince of Calandria, and he had been working covertly on the same mission when they met -- his death had been staged. Utterly stunned, Mia is wary and delighted -- she may have suffered a broken heart, but her breathtakingly handsome lover is back to reignite the passion that existed between them. Little does she know that Rafael has returned to give his newfound son a proper upbringing back in Calandria -- even if it means seducing Mia into marriage. But when Rafael finds himself truly falling for this luscious beauty, he must decide between his royal duties and the woman who has claimed his heart.

Excerpt: (for more go to http://www.susanmallery.com/excerpts_book.php?exdisplay=29)

Mia Marcelli was used to sleeping alone so it came as something of a shock to wake up with a strange man in her bed. She did what any other self-actualized, self-defense trained woman would do—she screamed and jumped to her feet.

“Big mistake,” she yelled as she backed toward the door. “You shouldn’t have broken in here. I have access to weapons, and grandmothers who don’t like this sort of thing. My brother’s a former Navy SEAL.”

The man sat up and smiled at her. “I see you still talk too much, Mia. When an unknown man appears in your bed, you should run.”

He knew her name. That startled her nearly as much as the fact that he was giving her advice. It didn’t seem like normal behavior for a guy intent on raping and pillaging. Assuming anyone really pillaged these days.

She paused by the door and pushed her bangs out of her face. There was something familiar about the man. The hair and eye color were all wrong, but the shape of his face reminded her of someone. And that mouth—she would remember it until she died.

“Diego?” she breathed, knowing this stranger couldn’t be him. Diego was dead. She’d seen the bullets hit his body, had watched him fall to the ground. There’d been so much blood.

“Am I that different?” the man asked as he stood and smiled at her. “Has so much changed?”
It was him she thought, too stunned to do much more than gasp. “H-how is this possible? Why aren’t you dead? I saw you die. Dead people don’t have conversations.”

“It is a long story. Perhaps one I could tell you over breakfast.”
That voice. She would know it anywhere. It had haunted her dreams for the past five years.
Dead people also don’t eat. “Get back,” she said, feeling both shocked and angry. When in doubt, get pissed off. It was a philosophy she’d learned worked for her. “I don’t know what this game is, but I’m not playing it.”

“Mia, it is I. You must recognize me.”
“Must I?”
Right now she didn’t have to do anything but keep from having a heart attack from the shock and wish she kept a weapon in her room. Something big and scary.

The bedroom door flew open and her two grandmothers burst inside. Grandma Tessa had a fire poker in one hand and Grammy M threatened Diego with a rolling pin.

“Call Joe,” Tessa ordered Mia. “He’ll take care of this scum bag.”
Scum bag? Someone had been watching just a little too many police dramas.
“I’m not sure he’s a scum bag,” Mia said, still finding it difficult to believe her own eyes. “I might know this guy.”

“You do know me,” he said, his voice washing over her like a familiar and welcome memory. “Mia, it is I.”
Diego? Was it possible? Conflicting emotions raced through her. She wanted to run into his arms and have him hold her forever. At the same time she wanted to grab the poker and beat him over the head with it.

“You’re supposed to be dead,” she said, still confused and angry and maybe just a little scared. Because if this guy really was Diego, she was going to have a lot of explaining to do.
“So you keep saying,” he told her, sounding more amused than anything else. “Would you be more happy if I were?”

“It would make more sense. I don’t believe in ghosts...or vampires.”
He actually smiled. “Good, because I am neither. Mia.” He took a step toward her. “Trust your eyes and your heart. I am the man you knew as Diego.”
“We don’t trust people who pretend to be someone else,” Grandma Tessa said with surprising force despite her small stature and advanced years. “Who do you think you are now?”
“I know I am Rafael, Crown Prince of Calandria.”
Mia rolled her eyes. Great—a crazy man in her bedroom and she hadn’t even had coffee yet. “Right, and I’m Sleeping Beauty.”

This had gone on long enough. Mia took the poker from her grandmother and held it out in front of her. “That’s it. I don’t know who you are or what you want, but you’re in big trouble. Grammy M, call Joe.” She shook the poker at the intruder. “As for you, big guy. You stay right there or I’ll take you out. Don’t think I can’t. I’ve had professional training.”

The man who looked amazingly like Diego had the balls to smile at her again. “I’m not going anywhere, Mia. I came to see you. I’ve waited five years to be with you again. I can certainly wait until you’re willing to listen to reason.”

Reason? “Not my strong suit. I’m more into react now, say ‘oops’ later. If you’re who you say you are, you should know that.”

“I know many things, including the fact that you once wore a silver ring bought in a market. It was a foolish trinket, yet oddly valuable to us both.”
Mia’s gaze involuntarily darted to the bottom drawer of her dresser. She remembered the ring and the man who bought it for her.

He took a step closer. “I know other things,” he said, his voice low and seductive. “I know how you like to be kissed and touched and where you like to—”
“Hey,” she said loudly, doing her best to both shut him up and break the spell he attempted to weave. “Grandmothers present. Let’s avoid too much information.”
Slowly she lowered the poker and looked at him. He was the right height and physical type. His voice was the same, as was his arrogance. His smile made her thighs go up in flames, which hadn’t happened even once in the past five years. She wanted to believe because once she’d loved him so much, she’d thought knowing he was dead was going to kill her, too.
But what about the other changes? The color of his eyes, the hair, the scar? Then she remembered her brief time in a world of deception and secrecy, where people could easily be made to look different. Contact lenses, a quick dye job and little glue—voila, a new man.

“I assume you have some ID on you,” she said, trying to hold on to her anger, because it was safe. Only she was feeling more confused than anything else. Shouldn’t she get coffee before an event like this? And maybe a cinnamon roll?
“Walk to the window,” he said.
She raised the poker again and shook it at him. “You walk to the window.”
He sighed. “I see you are still stubborn. Very well, Mia, we will walk together.”
She eyed him warily as he moved to the window and pulled open the drapes. Keeping him at arm plus poker length, she glanced down and saw a very shiny black car complete with what looked like flags flying from the front. Flags amazingly similar to the royal coat of arms of Calandria.
“So you have access to a limo and an active imagination. That proves nothing.” Actually, it kind of proved something, but she wasn’t going to admit that.

He raised both hands. “As you wish. May I show you my passport?”
Her throat tightened and her mouth went dry. Man, she really wanted to brush her teeth and take a shower and get some coffee. Because after all those normal activities, none of this would be real anymore.
“Sure,” she muttered. “Whatever.”
But her heart began to beat faster. She didn’t know if she accepted the premise that he was Diego, back from the dead, but she was halfway to being convinced. Which made no sense and gave her a stomach ache.

If Diego wasn’t dead, then where the hell had he been for the past five years and why hadn’t he found her and told her the truth? She’d mourned him and ached for him and what, he’d been off being some prince?

Because that’s what scared her the most. That he really was Diego and Diego was in fact the Prince of Calandria. The knowledge would rock her world and she didn’t know how she was going to recover. Because having the child of a bad boy turned art thief was one thing, but having the child of an heir to a throne was quite another.
He pulled his passport out of his suit jacket and handed it to her. She glanced at the cover, then nodded at Grandma Tessa. “Let her read it.”

Mia told herself she didn’t want to look herself, because she needed to keep her attention on Diego...or possibly Prince Rafael of Calandria. But in truth, she didn’t want to see the words printed there.

Tessa opened the passport. Grammy M moved in close and stared over her shoulder.
“A very flattering picture,” Grammy M said, smiling at him.
“Thank you.”
He was all graciousness and confidence, and he didn’t seem the least bit intimidated by the poker in her hand which made her want to bonk him with it.
Grandma Tessa stared at the print on the page, then looked at Mia. “It says he’s the prince. Crown Prince Rafael of Calandria. Prince is even listed as his occupation.”
Oh, God. This couldn’t be good.

“Of course it could be a fake,” Tessa said cheerfully. “People do it all the time. A couple of hundred bucks and you have a new passport.”
Definitely too much TV, Mia thought.
“A prince,” Grammy said eyeing Rafael. “There’ll be a castle, then, with the title?”
He nodded. “Of course. We’re also very rich.”

Grammy M beamed at Mia. “So, maybe you’ll be inviting your friend the prince to breakfast?”
Mia wanted to scream. “He broke in to my bedroom. We don’t know who he really is. The last time I saw him, he was dead and you want to invite him to breakfast?”
Grammy M slipped her arm through Diego’s...or Rafael’s...and walked him to the door. “So, how will you be taking your coffee?”

Mia watched them go, then dropped the poker to the floor. “Somebody shoot me now. I know matchmaking is a time- honored Marcelli tradition, but could we please first find out the man in questions isn’t an ax murderer?”

Grandma Tessa handed her the passport. “You’re the one who’d know that. Is he who he says he is?”

Mia stared at the picture. So much the same and yet so much different, she thought. Was it possible Diego hadn’t died that night? That he was really the Crown Prince of Calandria?
“I don’t know,” she admitted. “I don’t know anything.”
Grandma Tessa moved to the door. “He was supposed to have been killed five years ago?”
Mia nodded.
“So he’s Danny’s father.”
She nodded again.
“Then this is going to be interesting.”

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Well, this is the last book- book 5 in the Marcelli series. The Marcelli Sisters - Brenna, Kate, Francesca, Joe (Eldest brother) and Mia. This books perfectly wraps up the whole series of the Marcelli family. Enjoy ...

Argh!!

2009-07-03T17:05:00.003+08:00

ARGH!!! It's so frustrating to stay at home nowadays....
Seems that I do nothing but argue with my mum day in and day out.
I'm not even sure if it's the fact that she doesn't me or whether I don't understand her.
At the end of the day, our argument seems to be going around in circles until i give up!

Really... I just finished my exams. yes, it's exactly 1 month today... and I'm trying to look for a job. If they don't call me, it's not really my fault right? and if they do .... and i'm not hired, it's still not my fault either right?

This is our second cold war in 3 weeks.. Perhaps it's not us.. the heat you know.. oppressing really.

Seriously, these few days, i'd rather hide out in the library or something... at least they've got free aircons and lots of books to read...

Depressing really... maybe things will change for the better.

Weekend Fun

2009-06-14T23:15:00.003+08:00

Spent the weekend with my baby niece and nephews.. so maybe they're not so baby anymore. But it's still fun...

Sunday: Roller blading lessons for my niece ... kite flying session for my parents... They seem to be enjoying themselves

Night of the Museum 2

2009-06-09T00:04:00.004+08:00

Went to watch Night of the Museum 2 with Jeraldine today at Vivo! Love the plot...
And we both agreed that it's even better than the first. Still love Ben Stiller and the monkey!

I'm still stressing over Ying Ying's birthday present....
At the end of the day she'll probably end up with a t shirt for her birthday at the rate I'm going.
But no worries.. I'll be "hunting" again tomorrow.... and probably the day after... Still... not holding out much hope though.

3rd June 2009

2009-06-05T19:54:00.002+08:00

Went out with my 2 cousins Kelly and Shiying shopping the day after my exams ...
In an attempt to pick out a 21st birthday gift... I think.. But what we ended up doing is chatting, shopping and chatting... did i mention chatting?

But in the end we still came home with nothing... except the information that the dress code was black... Hmm.. do I have a black top.. does this means I have another excuse to go shopping again?

Guess not... On the very bright side, My brother finally got into NTU and the course which he really wants - Arts, Design and Media. I think everyone is estatic for him. He mentioned something about having to draw nude pictures in his first year.. but.. ahem.. let's not get into that at all. He's my baby brother after all....

So after a shopping deprived month, I finally went out on wednesday and got a jacket for a fraction of its price. Specifically $15 instead of the original price of $59.90. Still satisfied with it.. at least until my mum sees it, knows she has to help me pinch it in abit and begins to scream at me... Let's see how it goes..

Examophobia

2009-05-01T17:10:00.001+08:00

1st of May 2009 - 6 days to my first paper... What am i doing??
Why am I still in a partying mood... Yes.. i have only 2 papers and they're like 3 weeks apart.
But stilll....... for goodness sake! concentrate!

Don't cry Joni

2009-03-31T17:02:00.002+08:00

I love country music. Most of them have a story to it which makes it more interesting.

One of my favourites is: Don't Cry Joni. Take a look. The whole story is so ironic.

Blogging about Sharon

2009-03-10T18:13:00.002+08:00

Yes Sharon, I said I was gonna blog about you - There! all blogged!

Enjoy yourself at ANU!

Bride Wars

2009-03-05T00:03:00.003+08:00

I've always like to watch movies, but I don't really watch them often. After all, who can really afford to go for a movie every week when it cost between $6-$10 per ticket. Daylight robbery, i tell you! Good movies, at least those which are good in my opinion, are hard to come by and I would hardly buy/rent a movie.

With all these problem of movie watching comes my movie companion ....
Let's just say a majority of people I know seem to enjoy horror and science fic - which i definitely stayed clear of. And I assure you that you would never want to watch a horror with me.

1. The only horror show which someone (adelyn) succeeded in dragging me off to watch was Scary Movie 3. And as everyone who know about the film, it isn't even scary... more hilarious than anything in fact.

2. Watched final destination with my brother and nearly scratched off his skin i believe... at least there were fingernail scratchings and marks

3. Watched dark knight with menaka, it wasn't scary. But the suspense nearly tore off menaka's clothes... not the suspense exactly. If you must be accurate, I nearly tore off her sleeves. But that's besides the point.

- woe to those who sit beside me in a horror/science fic/suspense show.

So it really narrowed down my movie watching companion to exactly 1 person: Jeraldine.
Since we both like chic flicks - meaningless, funny romantic comedies. On that, both of us agree on the same thing - why waste money scaring oneself (like armagaedon), kill too much brain cells (in some deep thinking philosophical show) ? Wouldn't it better if we could spend the money, enjoying ourselves, laugh at the comedy - leave our brains and burdens outside the theater and come out smiling?

So the other day Jeraldine and I went to watch Bride Wars. For those who don't like chick flicks. don't even bother thinking about going for the film. But for those who do, i highly recommend it.

But the most special thing about this show - it's not about romance (surprise surprise!) But more along the line of friendship - Girlfriends. That despite all problems, all quarrels - your friend will always be there for you (that's after all the sabotage they created at the other's wedding- not that i recommend you to do that to your best girl-bud. Serious! She will never forgive you if you do that. At least i don't think i will)...

Ahem.. what did i say about deep thinking, philosophical show again???

Missing In Action

2009-02-23T23:39:00.006+08:00

In case you thought there was any special reason I was missing the past month, nothing much happened. No, i wasn't kidnapped, wasn't involved in any heist and running from the law, or even travelling or what not. I was sitting next to my computer immersing myself into my notes. or rather, trying to.... kind of. In addition to all that, my wireless internet was going crazy and all over the place.

Other than studying, I've been indulging in something sweet, something sinful- desserts!

Nope... i'm not gaining weight via dessert gorging. I've been baking them - and forcing my poor family members and anybody coming a meter radius around me to finish them.

Yep! Apple Pie on tuesday and Ice cream cake on valentines day.

The apple pie was a relatively easy recipe with a little trouble in the dough making since i stubbornly refused ready made pastry crust, instead opting for made from scratch.

I spent the 2 days working on the ice cream cake. On friday, with my mum we baked the sponge cake - it took 2 tries. The first came out like kueh instead of cake ... (chinese style cake?), the second was perfect .. kind of, or so i tried to convince us. We slathered ice cream onto the cake immediately in excitement. Guess what? bad idea! the cake hasn't cooled down enough, so when we were applying the ice cream, it started melting on the spot . don't get my mum started on it, you'll never hear the end of it. Finally done (and still melting), we tossed it into the freezer.

On valentine's day, my aunt came over for a visit. While my parents cook Laksa, my aunt and I decided to apply the whip cream onto the cake. First we had to make the whip cream first. I bought what i thought was whipped cream, it looked perfectly like milk to me. Threw everything into the batter, and afte a long while, it turned out butter looking. Anyway, my aunt and i decided to just get on with it and slattered it onto the already-hardened-at-this-point-in-time cake.

Okay... enough ramblings.. back to criminal minds.... ahhh... i meant... ahem.. studying.. yes... i was studying (while watching criminal minds) - but that's besides the ponint. Enjoy!

Apple Pie day:

Attempt #1: Sponge Kueh - The chinese style Cake

Attempt #2: Work in Progress

Melting ice cream:

Ice cream cake - decorated and done - tadah!

The hardboiled egg has nothing to do with the cake and everything to do with the laksa:

Happy valentine's day ! From us to you!

Enjoying the cake of my labour:

Legend of the Seas (16th Jan- 19th Jan)

2009-01-22T21:19:00.010+08:00

I'm back!!! In case those of you haven't noticed - yes,I was out of town over the weekends.

So here are some of the pictures taken on the trip - Enjoy !!

Presenting ....

Royal Caribbean , Legend of the Seas:

Arrival at Harbourfront:

Arrived at 11+ at harbourfront centre, after a swift check in , we boarded with much anticipation to be greeted by warm, friendly beams.

Lunch at Deck 9 @ Windjammer Cafe:

Met up with my cousin who boarded with her family first at the cafe where we eat, and wait for our rooms to be ready.. and did i mention... eat.

Checking into the Room:

By 1pm, we were ready to check into the room. My brother and I shared a room...

Exploring the Ship:

So after a quick unpacking done quite haphazardly, we set off to explore the large ship

The Deck:

The Casino, the theater (where my aunt, my brother and I performed a cabaret), We were dragged up to the deck for a demostration of what to do in emergencies as well... See there where we looked as if we were standing in a single file awaiting execution...

Formal Night: Dining out at the main dining room (Romeo & Juliet Dining Hall)

All of us were dressed up the the nines on the first day to dine at the formal dining area on deck 4. The men were in coats, long sleeves and ties while the ladies were in dresses. The attentive dining attendant and his assistant were friendly and entertaining.

After which, we headed to the lounge for a little champagne. compliments from the captain for all of us in the Lounge (Kids excluded)

Day 2: Morning

Had breakfast with my aunt and grandma while the rest of the folks were still abed, and my cousin sun tanning on deck 11.

Noon: Ashore @ Penang

Arrived at Penang at 12pm and proceeded to disembark at 2pm to explore Penang with the tour.

Monkey Business

Came back to see this decoration in our cabin - A monkey folded by our suite attendant.

My brother attached my sunglasses atop the monkey - and my genius brother decided to take it out to examine it. Guess what? Plop ... the head drops off the monket - Tries to stuff it back but it didn't look the same again...

Day 3: Lunch

The ship arrived at Port Klang but we had decided not to disembark, preferring to explore the rest of the ship.

The Library:
Line Dancing & Bingo Games:

Final Night Dining: Farewell from all at the Dining Room

we had a glass of wine each with our dinner (excluding the kids again)... and the dining room staff prepared a spectacular farewell performance where they sang an italian song.

- This is not taken by us and posted by youtube but by other participants aboard

After dinner, we decided to step out to enjoy the breeze and another glass of wine.

It wasn't a breeze... more like a gale actually. Not to exaggerate, but we could feel the impact of the wind pushing us back with heavy hands... more like a gale actually.

Enjoying the .... Breeze:

Rock n' Roll Night: Partying to Dawn:

With the 'high' mood from all sides, the ship party-ed till dawn with rock n roll fever...

The new Dawn:

I went to bed at 2am but my brother stayed awake till dawn (my old bones couldn't take the whole night of fun).

The Departing:

So we arrived back in singapore port at 7 in the morning. Had a quick breakfast back at the windjammers. Before long, it was time to alight. Totally enjoyed every minute of it in fact...

2/1/2009

2009-01-02T17:42:00.002+08:00

You know, there are sometimes when you're really depressed and you feel like the world couldn't look anymore darker than it is? Today is the day I felt it... ironically, the sun is shining brighter than ever at my part of the town...

From time to time, i would look at cleo magazines, look in pity at columns and say the poor girl... how come these kind of stuff happens to her? I was confident, that it would never happen to me. Ever... ever... So imagine my surprise, shock and horror when i was surfing the net one day ....
Maybe I'm just paranoid.. after all, this couldn't have happened to me .. TWICE right? I'm certain most people don't get to experience it ever. But me.... Three times from 2 different people. Perhaps I misunderstood... but i don't intend to clarify the matter....

Can I really meet without showing my true feelings? I don't know... I just know that I feel worst in ages... Just ignore me... I'll get over it once i vent out my unhappiness ...

Spring cleaning

2008-12-23T11:08:00.000+08:00

I just bought a new carlo rino bag recently ("it's for chinese new year" i insisted to my mum... even though i took it out once...and CNY is not for another 1.5mths).

My mum wasn't really happy about it. In fact, she was quite vocal in her disapproval and unhappiness. you know.. they typical "WHAT! Another bag! how many bags do you have already - How many do you need??!!! the least you could do is to arrange your bag somewhere neatly"

(Just subsitute "Clothes" or "shoes" into the same conversation and you'd realise how many times we have had the same conversation. Over and over and over and over...... again - you get the idea)

in which... i suggested we can throw my bro out of him room into the living room so i can convert it into my walk in closet and i actually have space to display my bags, clothes and shoes to my satisfation.

Her reply: No. (while glaring at me) And she shoved a box at me. A BOX!! can you imagine! How can i stuff all my precious precious bags into a box - "to take out when you need it" My poor precious babies...

Ok.. i think i'm getting out of hand here and it's getting melodramatic. But you get my point right? So maybe I shall think about clearing some space to store the bags... hm... do you think my bro will like living in a store room - he's barely at home anyway. It's a thought.....

Ok Fine! Where's the Box?????

Victoria Laurie

2008-12-08T22:19:00.002+08:00

*Not for those who are weak-hearted*

Author: Victoria Laurie
Title: Demons are a Ghoul's Best Friend (book 2)

Sypnosis:

Every school has its bullies, but Northelm Boarding School near Lake Placid, New York, houses a real whopper: a lean, mean, and deadly demonic ghost name hatchet Jack M.J's good friend Karenhas asked her - along with partner Gilley and handsome Dr. Steven Sale - to send Hatchet Jack back to the portal he came from.

With renovations at the school starting in a week, there isn't much time for ghost hunting. Plus M.J. has to deal with an uncooperative dean, Gilley being paranormally preyed upon, and the tempting Dr. Delicious distracting her. But Hatchet Jack is M.J's biggest threat, and with a demonic disturbance of this magnitude she must show no mercy and see to it that Hatchet Jack gets detention for eternity - in hell.

Excerpt:

He’s late,” snapped Gilley, my business partner and best friend, as he stared gloomily out the window. “I tip him generously every day, and this is the thanks I get?”

I looked away from the magazine article I was reading at my desk and glanced at my watch. It was two minutes past ten. “Wow,” I said sarcastically. “He’s two whole minutes late! My God, man! How do you hang on?”

Gil turned away from the window, his irritation with the delivery man now focused on me. “M.J.,” he growled. “I make one small request from this guy and that is to deliver me a Diet Coke and a bagel with cream cheese every morning by ten a.m. Not around ten. Not after ten. Not somewhere in the vicinity of ten. By ten, as in no later than…”

I rolled my eyes and went back to reading the article. There was no use in carrying on a civil conversation with Gil until he’d had a few sips of his Diet Coke. And there was equally no use in offering some suggestions about his going through withdrawal every time the delivery guy was late, like having a stockpile of Diet Coke in the closet, or picking one up on his way to work in the morning. Nope, Gil liked his morning routine just the way it was, and that included the hissy fit he’d throw when his breakfast wasn’t on time. It was my strong belief that Gilley hung on to this routine due to the fact that the delivery guy was a hottie. Didn’t matter that he clearly wasn’t gay, Gil liked to flirt with him anyway.

With another growl, Gil began to pace back and forth across my office, which was annoying but there was no way I was going to say anything.

“Doc’s a pretty boy!” squawked my African Grey parrot. “Doc’s cuckoo for Cocoa Puffs!” I smiled as I read the article. Doc sure knew how to break the tension. “Dr. Delicious! Dr. Delicious!” he squawked excitedly.

I glanced up and looked at Doc. “He’s here?” I asked, and in answer the front door to our suite opened and we heard a “Good morning!” from the lobby.

Gil stopped his pacing and visibly tried to look more relaxed. “We’re in here,” he called.
I quickly put the magazine I’d been reading in a drawer and pulled my laptop closer, resting my fingers on the keyboard. After a moment, in walked six feet or so of tall, dark, and really delicious, or, Dr. Steven Sable, the third partner in our ghostbusting business. “Hello, team,” he said in a deep gravely baritone laced with an accent that is a blend of European and Latin.

“Morning,” Gil and I said in unison. “I didn’t expect you this morning,” I added. “I thought you had a lecture.” Steven had just begun working at the University of Massachusetts as the summer semester’s guest lecturer on cardiovascular thoracic surgery.
“It was cancelled. A pipe burst in the lecture hall. There was water everywhere and the administration called off classes until further notice.”
“It’s June,” Gil pointed out. “How does a pipe burst in June?”
“I am not knowing this,” said Steven, taking a seat across from me. Our eyes met and I felt a little zing of electricity pass between us.
“You got your bandage off,” I said, noticing his swollen and scarred hand now free of the thick bandage he’d been walking around with after he’d been shot in the hand on a ghost bust that had gone bad several weeks earlier.”

“Good and new,” Steven said, turning his hand this way and that.”
“Good for you,” I said to him. “And it’s nice to see you, but there’s not much going on today. No ghostbusting to be done, I’m afraid.”
“No new cases?”
“Not a one,” said Gil. “It looks like we’ve hit a dry spell.”
“What about the Hendersons?” Steven asked, referring to the last case we’d worked. “Have they had any more trouble?”
“Nope,” I said. “In fact, Mrs. Henderson sent over a fruit basket with her thanks. The house has been totally quiet for over two weeks now.”

“This is a major bumming,” said Steven. I should mention that English is his fifth language, and not one that he’s even remotely mastered yet.
I glanced at Gil and noticed that he’d started sweating. By the clock on the wall his Diet Coke was now officially ten minutes late. “Gil,” I said gently. “Why don’t you just drive to the deli and get your breakfast?”

Gilley gave me a curt nod and bolted out of the office suite. “What is his problem?” asked Steven.
“He’s gotta have his caffeine fix by ten a.m. or we all suffer for it,” I said.
“At least now we have some time alone,” Steven said with a bounce to his eyebrows.
I squirmed in my chair. “Now, now,” I said, wagging a finger at him as he got up out of his chair and came around the desk. “Steven,” I protested as he twirled my chair around to face him and leaned down to hover his lips over mine.
“What is the harm, M.J.?” he asked. “We are alone. Gilley is off getting fixed and there are no clients coming in….” And that’s when we heard the front door open.
Steven sighed as his lips brushed mine and then he straightened up and took a glance out into the lobby. “Hello?” I called.

“It is your friend,” Steven whispered. “The one who knocks out the men.”
I gave him a quizzical look but understood what he meant when my good friend Karen O’Neal came into the office. When Gilley first met Karen, he noted what a knockout she was, blond, blue eyed and boobs out to there. He nicknamed her T.K.O. for total knockout, and that evolved into Teeko. “Hey, M.J.,” she said when she saw me. “And hello Dr. Sable,” she added.
I noticed right away that Karen seemed upset about something, which was alarming because in all the time I’d known her, I’d never seen her look anything other than cool as a cucumber. “Hey, Teek,” I said as I stood up. “What’s happened?”
Karen smiled tightly. “It’s that obvious, huh?” Steven moved to pull a chair out for her and then he took a seat as well. “I need your help,” she said, getting straight to the point.
“Of course,” I said. “Anything. You name it and I’ll help.”
“It’s about my niece,” she said, wringing her hands and referring to her favorite niece, fourteen year old Evie O’Neil. “She’s been attacked.”
“Oh, my God!” I gasped. “Teeko, that’s horrible! I’m so sorry!”
Karen nodded, and I could tell she was struggling with her emotions. “It happened at her school,” she said raggedly, looking down at her lap. “She can barely talk about it.”
“Is she all right?”

Karen looked up at me, her eyes haunted by the trauma that her niece had been through. “God, I hope so, M.J.” she said.
“Did they catch the guy who attacked her?”
Karen shook her head no. “That’s why I need your help. All Evie could tell us was that a man wielding an ax chased her through the hallway at school. He cornered her in one of the old classrooms and as he came at her she closed her eyes and screamed. And then she felt something strike the chalkboard right next to her, but when she opened her eyes, no one was there.”

I cocked my head to the side. “How long was the time between the strike she heard and when she opened her eyes?” I asked.
“Instantaneous,” Karen said. “She said the sound made her snap her eyes open.”
“Was there a mark in the chalkboard?”
“I don’t know. My brother was called to the school to collect her. She’s hysterical. She insists she saw what she saw, but…” Karen’s voice drifted off.
“But what, sweetie?” I asked softly.
Karen sighed. “At the beginning of the school year the school had security cameras installed in every hallway and in the classrooms, just in case an intruder ever entered the school. They played the tapes back to see who this guy was. My brother says that you can clearly see Evie running down the hall as if she’s being chased and into a classroom where she appears to see someone who terrifies her. But there’s no man with an axe on the tape. There is no man at all. She’s completely alone.”

“Have you seen this tape?” I asked, my curiosity piqued.
“No. Not yet. Evie called me this morning after Kevin brought her home, and she was crying so hard I could barely make sense of what she was saying. When I couldn’t calm her down I asked to speak to Kevin. He’s lost all patience with her,” Karen said with a sigh. “Of course, he never really had any of that in abundance anyway.”
I kept my opinion about Karen’s brother to myself, even though I was itching to add a similar sentiment. “What is he going to do about Evie?” I asked, feeling a sense of dread in my stomach.

“Bah,” she said with an impatient flip of her hand. “My brother is an idiot! He’s convinced Evie has some sort of psychosis that is causing her to hallucinate and he’s considering taking her to a psychiatrist.”
I frowned. I knew how close Karen was to her niece, and I also knew how skeptical her brother was of anything that science couldn’t precisely quantify. He didn’t believe in ghosts, mediums, psychics, or anything spiritual. I’d met him only once, and I’d instantly disliked him. “I’ll help you any way I can,” I said to her. “Just tell me what you want me to do.”
“I want to hire you,” she said, reaching inside her purse for her checkbook. “And I want you to hunt down whatever evil demon attacked my niece, and then I want you to send him to hell, if that’s possible.”

Steven and I glanced at each other. He gave me a slight shrug of his shoulders as if to say, Why not? “You don’t have to hire me,” I said. “I’ll do it for free.”
Steven coughed loudly and widened his eyes at me. Karen smiled. “Don’t be ridiculous,” she said. “You need the income and I need your professional ghostbusting services. I pay you, or it’s no deal.”
“Okay,” I said, throwing up my hands. “If you say so.”

Karen removed the cap from her pen, hovering it over her checkbook and said, “Good, I’m glad you’re being reasonable. How much to retain your services?”
“It’s a hundred dollars a day, Teek,” I said. Again Steven sputtered a cough. I gave him a warning glare. There was no way I was charging the full price for my dear friend.
“Really?” Karen said skeptically. “Because your website says it’s two-fifty a day.”
“Must be a typo,” I replied easily.
“You must think I’m gullible,” Karen said as her hand scribbled out a number on the check. With flourish she tore it off and handed it to me as she got up. “That should hold you for a week or so,” she said. “And don’t even think about not cashing it.”
I looked at the check on my desk. There were far too many zeros there for my comfort level. I opened my mouth to protest but Karen held up her hand in a stop motion. “I don’t want to hear about it, M.J. This is business.”
“But Teek -”

“No,” she said firmly. “It’s settled. I’ll call you in an hour to confirm the time of our departure. The school is in upstate New York just outside Lake Placid. If we leave tonight we can make it halfway there and stop for the night at this really nice hotel I know along the way. Would you mind sharing a room with me?”

“Not at all,” I said, then glanced at Steven. “As long as you don’t mind sharing a room with Gilley?”

“This is not a problem,” he said agreeably.
Karen gave him a smile. “Perfect. I’ll book two rooms with double beds. If we leave around five we can be there by eleven. I hope traveling that far isn’t going to be a problem?”
“It’s no problem,” said Steven. “We can break into the new van.”
“Break in the new van,” I corrected gently.
“What is this difference?” he asked.
“If we did it your way, we’d get arrested.” Turning to Karen I said, “We’ll need clearance from the school, Teek.”
“Leave it to me,” she said confidently.
“I’ll also need to talk to Evie,” I added.

“Consider it done. My brother and his wife live about an hour away from the school. And my family has a ski lodge only twenty minutes from there. It’s large enough to accommodate all of us, and we can use it as a home base.”
“Are you sure Kevin will let me near Evie?” I asked.
“He will if I have anything to say about it,” said Karen.
Just then Gilley came back in from his trek to the deli. He was with the delivery guy and laughing and giggling like the girly man he was. “Oh, it’s really okay, Jay,” he said to the delivery man. “Sleeping through your alarm happens to everyone.” When he saw Karen, standing near my door he said, “Teeko! Great to see you, dahling. And the ladies look extra sumptuous today. I love the sweater,” he added with a hand flourish. “Shows off the mounds something fierce.”
I cleared my throat loudly, knowing Karen was not in the mood for Gilley’s usual banter. Karen smiled at Gilley anyway. “Hey, Gil. M.J. will catch you up. Talk to you all in an hour,” she said and she hurried out the door.

Gil gave me a curious look as the delivery guy stood there patiently, waiting for Gilley to pay him for his bagel and Diet Coke. “Gas up the van, Gil,” I said, standing up. “We’ve got a job!”

Romance statistics

2008-11-25T20:29:00.001+08:00

* I got this from the website of one of my fav romance author

Did You Know...?

ROMANCE FICTION

* Totals $1.2 billion in sales each year

* Accounts for 54.9% of all mass-market paperback fiction sold, and 39.3% of all fiction
sold (this figure includes not just paperbacks, but hard-covers and trade-sized
paperbacks as well.)

* 64.6 million Americans read at least one romance novel in the past year

* 78% of romance readers are women, 22% are men. (That’s more than 14 million male r
readers.)

* 50% of all romance readers are married

* 42% hold a bachelor’s degree or higher

* “Kissing burns 12 calories per five-second episode and three passionate kisses a day will help you lose one pound!” ~ Larry James, article: "The Romantic Kiss"

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2008-11-13T23:41:00.004+08:00

For those of you who watched HSM 3 - or have watched HSM 1 and 2.
Enjoy:

I love this song...

Can I have this dance

Take my hand
Take a breath
Pull me close
And take one step

Keep your eyes
Locked on mine
And let the music, be your guide.

Won't you promise me (Now won't you promise me)
That you'll never forget (We'll keep dancing)
To keep dancing
Wherever we go next

It's like catching lightning
The chances of finding someone - Like you

It's one in a million
The chances of feeling the way - We do

And with every step together
We just keep on getting better
So can I have this dance? (Can I have this dance?)
Can I have this dance?

Oh, No mountain's too high enough
Oceans too wide
Cause together or not
Our dance won't stop
Let it rain, let it pour
What we have is worth fighting for
You know I believe
That we were meant to be.

Yeah, It's like catching lightning
The chances of finding someone Like you (Like you)
It's one in a million
The chances of feeling the way
We (we do) do

And with every step together
We just keep on getting better
So can I have this dance? (Can I have this dance?)
Can I have this dance?
Can I have this dance?
Can I have this dance?

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HSM3

2008-11-01T11:29:00.000+08:00

Met up with Jeraldine at Cathay on thursday to watch High School Musical 3. According to Jeraldine, We're probably the "oldest" folks in the theater surrounded by secondary school boys and girls.

We were on time for the movie, barely. After buying potato wedges for snacks and drinks, Jeraldine and I proceeded into the theater. Perhaps it was on a weekday at noon, there were less than 5 of us in there. We settled down and proceeded to devoure the snack while the advertisments and movie trailers came on. On 3 seperate ocassions in the 10mins, Jeraldine asked me "Are you sure we're in the right theater?", "Are you sure this is showing HSM 3?", and "I don't think we're in the right theater". True to my character, I stubbornly insisted that we were in the right place, and denied any possibility of walking into the wrong theater. How is it possible after all? Right?

After 10mins from our arrival, a group of young secondary school students walked in. But before they are completely settled, we see them jumping out of their seats and filing out of the theater, much to our unease. We finished our wedges and finally, unable to stand it any longer, Jeraldine turned and asked the lady sitting behind us "What show are we watching?". Her reply: "The Coffin". Yes, we went into the wrong theater, sat there for 15 whole mins before realising our mistake. We proceeded next door where the movie had already begun.

For some reason or other, this isn't the first time something similar has happened. Oh of course I don't mean the sitting in the wrong theater. The previous time we didn't even get to enter the theater. I was in charge of reserving the tickets for Princess Diaries 2. So we arranged to meet 10mins before our show. At the entrance of the Plaza Singapura theater, We realised that I had booked the tickets for GV Grand (at great world city) instead of GV Plaza at (Plaza Singapura). We had to grab a cab and ended up 5mins late for our show.

A third time, I had bought the tickets for a concert with Jeraldine. I made sure of the venue and time of show. Just a minor detail... i forgot to check the event date which i had reserved accidentally a day before our intended date.

It just seem that these things happened to me and only me...

Note to self: double check ticket time, ticket day and ticket venue before proceeding in future. or to make it simpler, don't let me buy the tickets...

Kate Perry

2008-09-27T19:31:00.000+08:00

So recently, I've been following the blog of this author, kate perry, which I enjoy. I feel that she has a great sense of humour and I enjoy her posts.

Here's an example of a portion of her post for last month:

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Okay, dialogue itself isn't too difficult. Anyone can write a short conversation. But making that snippet compelling and engaging? Pretty hard. And describing how to do that? Even harder.

So I'm not going to try to teach you how to write kick-ass dialogue. I'd need hours. Instead, I'm going to give you a few things to think about as you're writing.
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.
.

What's being said and where it's going down.
To make a gripping conversation, one of those has to be extraordinary.

Allow Kate to explain. Let's picture two men talking about the weather:

"Did you happen to catch the forecast today?" George asked.

Doug shook his head. "No. Heard the guy on the train over say it was supposed to rain though."

"Man." George frowned. "I forgot my umbrella."

Not terrible, but not incredibly riveting, is it? But what if you tweaked the scene or the situation?

"Did you happen to catch the forecast today?" George asked, reholstering his gun.

Wiping the splattered blood from the wall, Doug shook his head. "No. Heard the guy on the train over say it was supposed to rain though."

"Man." George frowned as he rolled the dead body onto the tarp. "I forgot my umbrella."

The same can be applied in the opposite case. A conversation can be even more striking if you set it in an ordinary situation:

"Last night I decided I need sex," Laura said as she filled her bowl with Lucky Charms.

"What brought about this decision?" Her sister Ruth passed her the milk.

"Because I decided it's time to get over Kevin."

"That pig bastard." Ruth held out her hand. "Will you pass me the butter?"

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To read more of her posts - you can visit: http://www.kateperry.com/blog/

New number

2008-08-31T19:50:00.002+08:00

For those of you whom I still haven't notified or neglected to do so, I have changed my contact number to my brother's. My old number will still be in use - as my mum's new number. My new number will be in effect as of tomorrow, 1st Sept 2008.

Leave a message on my tag board, i'll contact you with my new number!

Iphone

2008-08-31T00:50:00.002+08:00

Haven't been updating my blog for quite a long while. There just seems to be a writer's mental block somewhere in me. Nothing much has happened in the past month actually so there was nothing much significant to blog about.

I've resigned from my part time job officially. Unofficially however, I have to return to help out a few days this month. Hence, the very free time since the last week of August. Meanwhile, other than part time work, I've been going out quite frequently with Menaka and Jeraldine - Shopping and most importantly, eating. Menaka and I are exploring the nearby good food in Singapore. Or rather, the food we like. Others might not agree its fantastic, but we beg to differ. Last week, we went for Claypot Chicken Rice - Thanks to my recommendation since I've always frequent there with my parents. Thankfully, menaka love it.

Other than that, on the opening day of the iphone launched by Singtel, my parents and I went to queue up. As a matter of fact, they fetch me from my office only to drive pass the location at 10pm. Being interested, my dad decide to park the car to take a look see. While there, my dad happened to meet his old friend who is some important person in the company so despite the lack of verification letter, he was allowed to queue. Meanwhile, my mum and I went off for half an hour for my dinner. We whiled the time away by pacing throughout the singtel comm centre and final at the stroke of 12, the iphone was launched with mini fireworks and everything. At that point in time, my dad decided he had to go home to get his sim card. and he squeezed all the way out of the queue with me going in to substitute. According to him "it's gonna take another hour or two before you're anywhere near the purchasing line". As luck would have it, the moment they left, the line started moving at a galloping pace. And i really meant galloping.

Shifting from one side of the queue to another everyone was asked for the verification letter to determine the number of phone they're buying. When it was my turn, I didn't have one (remember the lack of letter i mention just now?) and my parents were nowhere in sight. So i looked pitifully at the guy and out exchange is as followed:
"my mummy and daddy went back to get their sim card"
"Where's your verification letter?"
"It's with them (although the guy didn't know i didn't have one - my dad told me to tell him to talk to his fren. But it was busy and i didn't really want to disturb unless necessary)

So the guy considered... looked at me... and said "ok.. go on"

Hence, i went into the queue... the queueing to purchase the phone and after that another queue to buy the phone took 4 hours overall. actually, it isn't too bad compared to overseas. but still, it was quite an adventure. Returned home to crash into bed at 3.30am. Yes i know, i'm weak.

Despite the excitement over these few days, i've not really been in a good mood. Results are out - despatched from UK to RELC. Meaning it will be about a week or so before I know my grades. I just hope for the best.

Writing contest

2008-07-22T19:05:00.000+08:00

Renaissance Publishing’s Annual Writing Contest 2008

Our annual writing contest is back again for the second year! BIGGER, BETTER, AND MORE PRIZES! And the chance to be published! This is THE writing contest to join!

1st Prize - $1000
2nd Prize - $500
3rd Prize - $200

3 Merit Awards - $100 Borders Vouchers each

PLUS see your story in print and launched at Borders Wheelock Place on Valentine’s Day 2009.

For those who are interested, more information can be found at :

http://www.renaissance.sg/

Tall Tales and Wedding veils - Jane Graves

2008-07-17T17:03:00.002+08:00

You know... one of the typical setting for romance stories i've grown to dread are actually "vegas-quickie" weddings. the usual plot: drunk, meets a guy, wakes up next day to realise you're married. Spend the next three quarter of the book trying to get a divorce and the last quarter of the book realising you like each other. Truly, this really gets boring after, say, the first... 5...10... 20 books with the same format.

So when I picked up Jane Graves' latest book <<>>. It was done more because i've run out of books to read for the week and i'm desperate rather than the plot looks interesting to me. This book has more or less the same plots as most of the vegas wedding books i've ever read. But the author more than makes up for it with the quirky family of the heroine. From a show off, bi#$hy cousin who is getting married, to her very protective father who's an ex cop and an expert for rifles, to her mother who get drunk at her husband's brand new bar - all to show her stamp of approval.

So here's the book: Tall Tales and Wedding Veils , by Jane Graves
Pages: 378

Sypnosis:

Marry in Haste ...

Accountant Heather Montgomery is a planner. So never in her wildest freams did she think she'd run into sexy charmer Tony McCaffrey in Vegas, play lady luck, and celebrate his jackpot with a champagne-soaked night. And she certainly never expected to wake up the next morning married! How could this good girl pick a man whose fridge is empty and whose apartment is a disaster zone, yet still drives her so crazy with lust she can't see straight?

Lust at Leisure

Quickly hitched and happily ditched, Tony can't wait to get back to his playboy ways. But when Heather's family is thrilled that their no-nonsense daughter is finally in love, he proposes a plan: Stay married for a month to repay his good luck charm, even though she sterilizes his toothbrush and fobids anything between the sheets. But heather is more than he bargained for - a sharp-witted, passionate woman who just might turn his near miss into wedded bliss!

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A quick peek to tempt you into getting this book:

"Holy Shit," Tony said, looking around
" My father likes hunting." She paused. "And he's a retired cop, so he has a thing about guns."
Oh, This was just great. A cop. The moment fred found out Tony had married his daughter and wanted a divorce all in the same weekend, he would not only want to blow Tony's head off, he'd also have the means to do it. Times twenty. And then successfullly hide the body.

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"I don't get uptight about much, but facing angry men with guns isn't my idea of a good time."
"My father isn't angry."
"Oh yeah? he's looking at me as if I'm at the top of the FBI's most-wanted list."
"He isn't a violent man."
"Not a violent an? Look around you. The man's shot more stuff than a freakin' survivalist."
"That's not violence. That's hunting."
"And he was a cop."
"That was his job," she said with an eye roll. "And in his whole career, he only fired his weapon once."
"uh-huh. Shot the guy dead as a doornail, didn't he?"
"uh... yeah."
"you have to tell your family the truth."
"i know, all right? It's just that..."
"what?"
She sighed. "It's just that I've never seen my mother like this."
"Like what?"
"She's just so happy. If I go out there now and tell everyone our marriage isn't the real thing, she's going to be humiliated. And you can bet Aunt Bev will be catty to her abou this for the rest of her life."
.
.
.
"It's about our wedding. This is not exactly what it appears to be."
Her mother's smile dimmed considerably. The relatives stopped smiling altogether.
A gleam entered Regina's eyes.
"See, what happened was -"
Tony put his arm around her shoulders. "Let me"
She started to speak again, he her gave her arm a squeeze to quiet her. "Heather's right," Tony said. "This is not exactly what it appears to be. It appears that we were two impulsive people doing something really stupid. I mean we barely knew each other, and yet we ended up married."
Regina's eyes shifted wildly back and forth between the two of them, clearly hoping for a catastrophe. Heather looked at her mother, whose hand was on her throat, her eyes wide with dread.

"And you would have thought I'd have woken up this morning thinking what a crazy thing it was to do," Tony went on. "I mean, married in vegas? How insane is that? But then I took one look at Heather, and I thought ..." He turned to stare at her. "And i thought, how in the world could something that should have been so wrong have led to something so right?"

With that, he took Heather in his arms, bent her backward, and kissed her.

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Enjoyed it?? if you did, you can consider this book by Jane Graves.

Back at one by Shayne Ward

2008-07-07T22:37:00.002+08:00

I've been listening to several songs which Jeraldine has sent me recently. One of which is Shayne Ward's Back at One. I love it, especially the chorus. However, i have decided to post Brian McKnight version instead, it's more or less the same ... Enjoy...

Grumbling

2008-07-02T00:37:00.002+08:00

Il y a quelque fois quand vous être très fâchés avec quelqu'un. Beaucoup de temps, ceci n'est pas un problème pour moi. Puisque je peux oublier les problèmes plus rapidement. Mais, mon réputation est très important pour moi. Je deteste les personnes qui attaque ça.

Maintent je suis en colère et très affectè par choses les autres disent de moi. Aujourd'hui j'écrire ça en français puisque bien que je ne suis pas heureux, je respecté la vie priveé de ce personne. je ne veut pas la personne soit embarrassée par moi.

Well, there's one kind of saying which says:

"宁得罪君子末得罪小人，宁得罪小人莫得罪女人!"

Well.. I'm petty that way and I will not hide it or be embarrassed by it - so there!

Outing with cousin

2008-07-01T23:31:00.003+08:00

So i went out with my cousin to get a birthday present for another cousin. Started out hunting at Paragon, had lunch and did more shopping. I enjoyed myself thoroughly, albeit being a little tired.

Dinner @ PS

2008-06-24T18:55:00.002+08:00

Went to dinner with Jeraldine and Adelyn last evening at PS, dhoby. What did we do? we basically talked... laugh.. talk some more... laugh even more... and played with adelyn's "nanny kit" at least that's what we termed it... After dinner, we stopped off to chat under the stars and took some photos with Jeraldine's camera. After which we parted ways to go home...

June week 3

2008-06-20T20:45:00.000+08:00

So i haven't spent much time at home this week. Let's see what I've been up to:

Mon: Went out to meet up with Menaka for lunch at vivocity. We had Earl's swensen's chicken baked rice (droool..... Yep, i've always loved the food there. So we ate, and caught up with each other since it has been awhile since we've met, then we walked around CK Tang for awhile before heading off since menaka was working night shift the previous night and was feeling half dead. Went to Kovan San bookshop to borrow 7 books before heading home.

Reached home just to turn right around to go to Bishan with my mum for sushi and shopping. Grocerry shopping. Can you imagine. I have baked rice for lunch followed by sushi? scary right....

Tues: Tues is a void blank.. where did i go? What did i do?? i have no idea... perhaps i was abducted by aliens...

AH!!! I recalled after i'm done with today's event - tues went out with both my parents. Went somewhere... ate something.. which i still can't seem to recall..

Wed: Met my cousin, kelly to go for a shopping trip for her birthday outfit. She got her top online so our sole mission is to hunt for a belt to match. It took all of 10 mins. Half of which was our walk from the MRT to the store. After awhile, we strolled about looking at bags.. shoes... clothes.. the usual. Bought a commodite bag which i had my eyes on for past 3 trips from BHG outlets, bought a blusher as well. We had lunch at seoul garden.. Hmm.. I haven't been there since i turned 16. things changed so much since then ... Had fun eating "hotpot" in such a cold rainy weather. Went home via bus 80 which was totally packed and by the time i reached home, my jeans were totally soaked.

In the evening, my family and I (minus my bro) went off to celebrate my parent's wedding anniversary. My grandma and I are simply lightbulbs.

Thurs: Met up with Sharon Dickman. Finally. Did i say finally? Yes... finally. I don't think I've seen her for a year already. She was late and i was late. as usual. Ended up meeting at 2.30pm which was a far cry from our original 1pm appointment. Went to pepper lunch at taka and walked around shopping... shopping and more shopping... Ultimately, i got something i really wanted - a blazer! I wondered how i attended 3 interviews blazer-less. I refused to get one originally since i saw no sense in paying $169 for a jacket which i'll prob wear for interviews only. Hence, imagine my delight in seeing the same blazers for the price of 39 bucks! Did i mention it's 39 dollars only?? and in fact.. it has the smallest size.. just for me i'd bet! perfect size! Before our trip ended, we went to Charles and keith where i complained to sharon that the last 5 pairs i bought from there only served to make me bleed and blister ... surprisingly i found one pretty comfortable by it has happened before a comfortable shoe turned killer.. so i shall leave my opinion to the last

Fri: Woke up really late today at 12pm. read story book till it was 2. My aunt wasn't on duty to babysit today so along with her and my mum , we headed off for lunch at Plaza Singapura. Lunch was.... lunch... had mixed vegetable rice at the food court. it was simply mediocre. Went to the john little sale and so quickly, it was time for me to leave for work. On duty tonight from 5.30pm to 10pm. Guess there's 1 hour more for me to be free! By the way, I wore my new shoes out. it was perfectly comfortable surprisingly.

Bonding Outing

2008-06-13T20:06:00.000+08:00

So my brother kicked me awake this morning... I have to admit that it wasn't exactly morning at 11am or perhaps it is... anyway, my brother woke me up to remind me that father's day was just around the corner ,2 days to be exact, and we haven't gotten anything ... no surprise from a procrastinator like me though (maybe i got influenced by Sharon Dickman.. haha).

Anyway, we headed off first to wisma where we visited FCUK 3 times throughout the trip (all because my brother wanted to purchase an oversized - L size belt for the 70% discount). Don't ask me but I still haven't figured out how he's gonna fit in them.Then we went to Takashimaya, CK Tang, Heerens and OG to look for a suitable gift. It was not easy to get "THe Perfect" gift... since my brother, the perfectionist, has alot of criterias to fulfill... and they thought girls were the one who's picky!

I realised that it has been years, literally, since we last went out together and surprisingly, we enjoyed ourselves... ahem.. at least i did, i think. Kind of lika a "bonding outing".. not that we bonded much...

After exams

2008-06-04T00:09:00.003+08:00

So my exams has officially ended... And I have Unofficially graduated.. in my mind at least, until i see my grades... if i don't pass all.... Haiz... But i shan't think about such demoralising things till a later date.

So directly after exams yesterday, my aunt suggested a celebratory dinner with my grandma, cousin and niece and nephew and I drove us to the airport for a really sumptuous dinner Fantastic! on the way back, i missed the turn into expressway, and we had to "tour" the whole changi village before getting out of it and back onto the expressway. The kids really enjoyed themselves as they cheered everytime a "big big airplane" (it was in close range, flying quite overhead), according to my 2 yrs old nephew, flew past.

After sending my cousin home, i turned out onto the main road from her house and onto a nail, which we only realised after a few meters. We pulled to a stop as my aunt frantically called for help. We managed to turned into the next carpark area, and waited for "the rescue team". The white knight in question, was a cousin of mine who interrupted his dinner to come over to help us change the spare tyre. It took half an hour for him to single handledly change the tyres, and fix it back with not much help from the old (my grandma and his aunt in law), the young (his little daughter), the wives (my aunt who is his mum, and his wife) and the skinny (that, would be me). I was totally clueless about where are the tools (if there are any) and he had to hunt them up himself. I didn't even know where the spare tyre was until he located and showed me! Isn't that terrible? being a driver and not knowing where things are... especially since my parents are not in town and it is impossible to locate them at 10 at night... I had also messaged Jeraldine, who offered the service of her boyfriend but thankfully, my cousin was already on his way. Still, I appreciate the thought. Thanks jeraldine!! =)

(Erm.. ok.. let me ammend that... her boyfriend's service aka the car problem... my brother was reading what i typed and what he said was "what the hell did you just say??")

Thanks to my cousin, we got home safely, albeit wobbly... (since the spare tyre was smaller than the remaining 3 other tyres)... we had to wobble our way home really really slowly ... just in case the tyre ran off..

This morning my aunt and I sent the car over to the workshop for repair ( the tyre that is, not the car)... the patch work costs $6. BUt at the end, the uncle told us that it was beyond repair... apparently, there was more than one "wound" in the tyre. there was a old needle which was in the tyre for quite some time, the man revealed, and the constant travelling without repaired has already worn out the rubber and to some extent the metal (or something like that...), basically, it's beyond repair. The price for a new tyre = $100. My aunt located my uncle, her husband and passed over the phone where they negotiated and in the end, we acquired a second hand tyre for all of $25. How smart is that?

Ok fine.. maybe not very smart... since it's 2nd hand. but still.. it's a quarter the price and it looks quite new... at least according to the guy selling the tyre.. What do I know about them anyway? What a way to end a celebratory dinner after my exams!

ACHERON

2008-05-28T22:18:00.003+08:00

Up next: Acheron's (aka Ash) book.

I've been waiting for Ash's book since sherrilyn kenyon started her very first Dark Hunter series. That was like .... 20 novels ago. And finally finally finally... The suspense, and all the little knowledge we have gained through the past 20 novels have finally come up to this book

Julia Quinn - The Duke and I

2008-05-24T21:17:00.001+08:00

If you're really very bored this holiday with nothing to do, here's a suggestion:
For this month, one of my very favourite author, Julia Quinn, is releasing one of her novels for a free read.

And the best part is this: you're reading for charity! Avon Books is launching Love Gives Back, a program where they’ll give you monthly Sneak Peeks into upcoming releases and invite you to read Avon books for free online. The more you read the more you give – they’ll be donating a mass of books to charity organizations each month based on how much you read.

So go on and read it.. I guarantee you'll enjoy this book!

Title: The Duke and I (1st out of her 8 books in the Bridgeton Series)
Sypnosis:

Simon Basset, Duke of Hastings, has sworn never to marry.

Daphne Bridgerton has sworn to marry only for love. They make a bargain and fake a courtship to keep the ton's matchmakers at bay--but what happens when the charade becomes all too real?

To enjoy it, go to the link below:

http://browseinside.harpercollins.com/index.aspx?isbn13=9780380800827&pg=11

2008-05-08T23:27:00.003+08:00

Ok... fine.. so i'm bored... and i saw this on one of my cousin's blog... so i decided to fool around with the program....

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2008-05-08T23:26:00.001+08:00

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2008-05-08T22:40:00.001+08:00

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2008-05-08T22:29:00.001+08:00

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2008-05-08T21:15:00.001+08:00

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2008-05-08T21:06:00.001+08:00

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Month of May

2008-04-28T16:04:00.003+08:00

To do list for the month of may
~ Study
~ Pass my Marketing module (8th May)
~Study
~ Pass my International Business module (15th May)
~ Study
~ Pass my Accounting Module (16th May)
~Study
~ Pass my Information System Module (20th May)
~ Study
~ Pass my Law Module (2nd June)
~ Study

It seems as if there's nothing else to do but pass my exams. Oh ya... that and study. So why does it seem like an impossible feat ...
Oh right.. and not to piss anyone off in my solitude of STUDYing ....
June just can't seem to come any faster doesn't it??

--

2008-04-22T20:47:00.002+08:00

As a rule, I was never crazy about Jay Chou and I never understood his appeal despite
high recommendations from friends and families. I admit his songs are nice, but i believe that he has really outdone himself for his latest album.

Jeraldine got me so hooked on one of his latest singles in his new album and I couldn't stop listening to it:

Mary Janice Davidson - the undead series

2008-04-11T22:21:00.003+08:00

Undead and Uneasy – The one book that the 5 previous books since Ms Mary Janice Davidson has started this series have all led up to this book. I shall not spoil your story but there’s one thing I can say, This is a well deserved read and I am gladly satisfied with it. If you don’t mind reading supernatural… you should seriously consider this book. It might not have the dark passionate theme like Christina Feehan or Sherrilyn Kenyon, But Mary Janice Davidson’s book are suitable for light read – witty and humorous and leaves you smiling from 1 page to another. In another note, this was the acknowledgement the esteem author has written for her latest book (I really had a good laugh at that) :

“Thanks to my long-suffering husband (fourteen years of marriage by the time you hold this book in your hand, poor bastard …. My husband, not you), my supportive family, Jessica, and my readers… long may your credit cards reign"

Undead series: http://www.maryjanicedavidson.net/
(1) Undead and Unwed
Betsy Taylor turns 30, gets laid off, is killed by an SUV and wakes up dead all in the same week. The vampire community is convinced she's their prophesied Queen. But she's not having any of it - she's got shoes to buy! And now the undead world is being turned upside-down by a Bela Lugosi throwback and her subjects expect her to take care of it! Why didn't she read the handbook? But her would-be consort, Eric Sinclair, is (annoyingly) ever-present. If only he wasn't so tall, dark, gorgeous...and undead

(2) Undead and Unemployed
Betsy Taylor is back in this sequel to Undead and Unwed. Not willing to "live" off her friends, she lands her dream job selling shoes at Macy's, much to the dismay of her consort/King, Eric Sinclair, who is as loyal, protective, and hot as ever. Not that Betsy has any interest in him (or does she?). And now, vampires in her kingdom are being attacked and staked by a mysterious gang. Can she solve the mystery in time to save her kingdom? Can she stop spending all her wages on shoes? Can she resist the charms of Eric Sinclair - does she want to?

(3) Undead and Unappreciated
Most women would love to live as royalty, but Betsy has found that being vampire queen has more problems than perks, except for always being awake for Midnight Madness sales. It may be easy to find blood (yuck) in the dark of night, but try finding a strawberry smoothie. And employees at her nightclub Scratch have been giving her nothing but grief since she killed their former boss. Some people...
But Betsy's "life" takes an interesting turn at a baby shower for her wicked stepmother, who lets it slip that Betsy has a long-lost half sister. Now twenty years old, this woman just so happens to be the devil's daughter...and destined to rule the world.

(4) Undead and Unreturnable
Even the undead celebrate Christmas, and Betsy is in heaven shopping for gifts.
But all is not merry in the mansion. It’s become infested with ghosts—really needy ones who have no qualms asking Betsy to run errands for them to rectify their pasts. Meanwhile, a serial killer is on the loose, and, being tall and blonde, Betsy perfectly fits his type.
They say Christmas is a time for friends and family. But with a half-sister who’s the devil’s daughter, an evil stepmother, a fiend living in her basement, and assorted spirits and killers running amok, Betsy is not sure she’ll survive the holidays. Oh, right. She’s already dead…

(5) Undead and Unpopular
Vampire Queen Betsy Taylor already has plenty on her plate. For one thing, next week is her birthday -- the big 3-1 in human years, and one in undead years. (Yes, she bit the dust on her birthday last year.) On top of that, she still has wedding plans to finalize -- and it's not helping that the prospective groom is avoiding anything to do with it. And then there's her decision to stop drinking blood -- something she has yet to share with Eric Sinclair, her fiance -- who also happens to be the vampire king...
So the last thing she wants to deal with is uninvited guests, even if they happen to be the powerful European vampires who have finally come to pay their respects the week before her birthday. Some of them don't want Betsy as their queen and will do anything to get ride of her. As if turning thirty last year (not to mention dying) hadn't been traumatic enough. And trying to give up blood is making her really cranky...But who has time to sulk? Well, Betsy does.

(6) Undead and Uneasy
You are cordially invited to the wedding of
Elizabeth Anne Taylor and Sinclair
607 Summit Ave
Midnight
July 4, 2007

RSVP by June 25, and don't be like one of those jerks who doesn't RSVP
and then shows up with three people. Seriously.

In the days leading up the The Big Day, Vampire Queen Betsy Taylor seems to have a full house - and the wedding guests have yet to arrive. Along with her human buddies, there's a ghost, a werewolf, and a Fiend crashing at her place. And though her fiance, Vampire King Eric Sinclair, conveniently disappears when the conversation turns to seating charts and flower arrangements, he does manage to make his oh-so-sexy presence known at other moments.

Betsy knows the next few weeks won't be smooth sailing - but she never expects just what's in store for her. Cold feet are no surprise, especially with an undead groom. But when Sinclair truly goes missing - and not just to avoid wedding preparations - along with most of her friends and loved ones, Betsy is frantic. Alone and afraid for the fate of everyone she loves, Betsy can't trust anyone as she trieds to find them and whoever is behind all the disappearances. And what happens next will shake the foundation of the vampire world forever in the bestselling series that "breath(es) new life into conventional vampire lore."*

PS: If you manage to catch up with all these reading - Wait for her upcoming release:
Undead and Unworthy -1 July 2008

Cowboys and cowgirls

2008-04-08T22:59:00.004+08:00

Just recently, my dad's subordinate came back from USA and bought a souvenir from him. A rather interesting, and unique gift. So my niece and nephew came over the today and we were playing with the hat - the cowboy hat:

The left is my nephew.... but the right is definitely not my niece:

My niece:

Isn't he just adorable ??
Cowgirl:

Music Online

2008-04-02T22:11:00.004+08:00

So... I've actually went a little crazy recently after exploring this website recommended to me by my piano teacher.

I went to purchase online scores.
http://www.musicnotes.com/sheetmusic/mtd.asp?ppn=MN0061698: So close from Enchanted sang by Jon Maclaughlin(see first page as sample page). It is still okayy..... playable i guess - 7 pages of score and the piece starts with a E major and changes to a G flat major after 4 pages and then something else... But it is the actual original music so i have no complaints...

The second music score i went to purchase is the main theme for Music and Lyrics but Hugh Grant and Drew Barrymore (The movie that is). This song, as you might have guessed is way back into love. I'm really excited to start playing but the key signatures really look daunting....
http://www.musicnotes.com/sheetmusic/mtd.asp?ppn=MN0056242

If you're interested in purchasing any online music scores go: www.musicnotes.com

The undead next door

2008-03-02T18:59:00.000+08:00

if you're interested in supernatural fictions.. this is for you!

I've been reading several books recently, one of which is very very interesting... How so?

Authour: Kerrelyn Spark
Title: The undead next door
No of pages: 369

Sypnosis:

THREE SIGNS THAT SOMETHING IS VERY DIFFERENT WITH YOUR NEW MAN:

1. He sleeps all day...
Which would be annoying except he's so attentive at night
2. He's attacked by sword-wielding assasilants
3. He never seems to age

Heather Westfield has always lived a quiet life, but thqat all changes when she helps a very handsome, very mysterious stranger. There's something not quite right about Jean-Luc, but still, she's never been with a man so charming, so attractive... so wonderful. Now, if only a murderous villian wasn't after them, they might get their happily ever after.

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Review: So far, being halfway into this book, i'd say it is a book with true potential. This book kept me laughing with every page i turned, as the banter between the two characters continue.

(see http://www.kerrelynsparks.com/excerpt_january2008.html for excerpt).

23 Feb 08

2008-02-23T21:24:00.000+08:00

So...

I've been really busy this whole month (as usual) and hence the lack of update. Let me see... I've been busy studying (Exams just round the corner!!)... working... teaching piano... learning piano... french class... revising my korean (Which unfortunately nothing went in)... learning Jap from menaka (Which really made her vomit so much blood i probably have to visit the blood bank next week) ... Personal development workshops... career networking...meeting up with friends...

There's barely time to breathe... (but i do have time for tv shows) ...

And among all these.. can you believe it! I haven't gone shopping for 2 weeks! 2 whole weeks! I'm so deprived... This year's red packet taking was good. But I'm desperately trying to hold on to it (and not spend it) yep! and my mum being the wise one already deposited everything into our joint fixed account..

Planning to go with menaka to the national museum soon to view the Greek Masterpiece from Louvre. I can't wait! i've been looking forward to it for a long loonnnngggggg while... we've finally confirmed the date!

Meanwhile, studying pace has slowed down due to interruptions from the festive CNY mood... Hopefully it'll pick up pace soon... Meanwhile.. I've been doing alot of major romance novel readings... hmmm... any recommendations? i'll do it in the next post!

Tata!!

Update of the new year

2008-01-17T19:58:00.000+08:00

I realised that the last time i've donhe any posting would be last yr sometime in december. The year 2008 has started out being a hectic one for me , and still is as a matter of fact.

I've spent the last three weeks heavily involved in school.... work... school... work... and of course, lunch or dinner dates with menaka, adelyn or jeraldine or all three of them. However, this week is one much busier then all others as i spent all my evenings in the office. thanks alot! Menaka has been tied up, literally, at work and adelyn wasn't feeling too well either (physically not mentally)..

In the new year, I've resumed my french classes at alliance francaise, joining my ex classmates. Back feeling more refreshed and keen for it then ever. Instead of the "dreading to go french class every sat morning" symptom, i leapt out of bad sat mornings, ready for it. In addition, menaka has taken up the excessively heavy and trying task of trying to teach me japanese. It's interesting i'd say.. but still not my favourite language .. haha...

Piano for myself has certainly taken an interesting turn as i delve into the arena of singing and playing as encouraged by my teacher.. At the same time, I am getting ready to take my Grade 8. For my student, we're starting our grade 2 next week. Hope all goes well for our progress too...

Meanwhile, studying speed has taken up, while i face my final yr (hopefully) of studies. If everything goes well... and i mean IF.... i would be graduating in june this year. I can't wait!

meanwhile, chinese new year is around the corner. Exactly three weeks from today. I feel just tired looking at the mess in my house.. 3 weeks is certainly too short a time for spring cleaning, work, studies, extra curriculum activities (and i mean extraS), and shopping for clothes!!

I've got my accessories covered since i have like a gazillion of them, what with me constantly making new ones (including those i made for others.. but can't bear to part with it in the end). bags, I've settled it already! Shoes... I've gotten a pair.. i think.. It's black..

The other day, i just saw the cutest black ankle boots I wanted to lay my hands on!! But it costs more than a hundred.. and it doesn't make sense for me to get such an expensive pair when i'm not going to wear it often. Right! Convince me i'm right before i go and buy it...

Now.. it's just for the clothes.. I've have this white and blue dress i love... but my mum refuse to let me wear it. At least not on the first day, according to her. I can wear it on my second day, if i so chose to. Meanwhile.. the first day outfit.. I've have no idea.. i've been browsing but so far, nothing turn up which excites me the least bit.. Unelievable isn't it? I think so too... So call me out for shopping ! Anytime, anyday! provided i'm free.

For the past 3 years, on the first day of chinese new year, my dad will spend the evening at one of my relatives' house playing majhong. During that time, my brother and I will, after about an hour or so, leave to go to tampines for a movie. which will end at midnight. It's probably the only "bonding moment" we share once a year. And coincidentally, for the past years, the movie we end up watching happens to be a jack neo production. Will there be one this year? or maybe we might try something new...

Meanwhile.. ok.. fine! i'm in the office. Back to work!

Merry X mas

2007-12-25T15:39:00.001+08:00

Merry Christmas everybody!!

So what have I been up to these days? Well, I've been to genting and back, fallen ill, met up with friends. Shopping, shopping and more shopping.... window shopping only mind you.. but still shopping.

**

In another week, school would have started all over again. The hustle and bustle of school life would begin. Next year, my nephew would be starting primary 1. Time just flies. I remember the first day of my primary school.

My parents forgot me!! I was in the afternoon session, and school finished in the early evening at about 6. The school bus emptied out, followed by maids and parents fetching their children from various levels.

40mins later....
I was still in the empty school .. with my teacher asking me where my parents were?
*I shrugged*

another 20mins later....
my form teacher and i were waiting outside the school - The school gate being locked since the rest of the staff in school has to go home as well....

This is so depressing... my parents actually 'forgot' about me, the first day of primary school. aren't parents suppose to be over-anxious about their first kid?

15 dec 07

2007-12-15T18:33:00.000+08:00

Finally!! Menaka bought her one and only ipod today while we were out. Of course she had that intention since well over a month ago. We had an early start to the day, meeting up for breakfast before strolling to wheelock. Menaka's purchase of such a pricey item took less than 10mins altogether. After which, we headed for a quick browse through borders
where i finally found the book I've been long searching for: THE HOSTILE MAKEOVER
and i bought it without a second thought. Actually, I bought it without a thought at all...
(See July 09 2007 entry for story line - sypnosis and excerpt)

you can also go to : http://www.authorwendywax.com/hostile_makeover.html

***

I've been thinking of going back for french class for awhile... a long while.. It's time. But somehow, i wondered if my grasp of the command is still there? New class starts in Jan and I would love to go back... I think...

12/12/07

2007-12-12T22:36:00.000+08:00

So the weekend before adelyn started work, I joined her for Enchanted. Yes, it was the second time in two weeks i watched it and I simply love it. Unfortunately so, for adelyn who never ever ever believe in happily ever after ....

So here's a run down of the movie for those who hasn't watched it and a recap for those who did and love it like I did ...

From the official website: http://disney.go.com/disneypictures/enchanted/

Enjoy:

7 -8 Dec 07

2007-12-08T18:33:00.000+08:00

went out with menaka the last two days and spent a fortune.. more on food then anything actually..

Yesterday, ended up having lunch with adelyn and menaka at vivo and as usual, at earle swensen's. Had the fantastic bake rice for two as usual, stole abit of spaghetti from adelyn which was good and we chatted the evening away. Shopped around abit at candy empire waiting for menaka to buy her "secret stash" of chocolate while i bought papa beard before heading off to Page One, the bookstore. we tried to look for the "humour section" but unfortunately, the lady looked confused at us while she repeated "the humanities section?". Ended the day with a drink at Burger Kings before heading home.

Today we (menaka and me) 'toured' the whole of orchard... while adelyn went off to her dental appointment. walking from dhoby down to far east plaza and back again. bought several articles.. menaka bought this long top which i absolutely love!! it's long sleeve with split sleeve at the wrist and it's transparent black (think garter)with pink flothers embroidered sparingly on it. of course you're not suppose to wear it just like that, i added a tube top to it.nice... but i didn't buy it in the end... hahah...

Instead i bought a mini skirt for $19.90 and a black knee length skirt for 49.90. To top it off,i bought a pair of jeans and belt. But i can justify it of course, since i only have one pair of jeans. it's just the two skirts i can't justify. I should have bought tops right? of course, as usual, i've had fun with menaka just walking around, not-really window shopping (since we spent quite a lot), ate alot, talked even more. We finally parted ways

I think i'm gaining weight round the middle. Just the middle and nowhere else.. darn! it's time to do some jogging, swimming and ED already... hahaha... right.. you just hate me don't you?

Love in the fast lane

2007-11-30T14:53:00.000+08:00

I've been reading this rather interesting book recently which involves supernatural and car racing...

Title: Love in the fast lane
Pages: 373

Sypnosis: Scott Templeton lives for the adrenaline rush, but when the ghost of a legendary race car driver suddenly appears in the passenger seat next to him, it sends scott literally into a tailspin. Now he can't convince the guy to head toward the light and stop haunting him, not until Scott promises to make a special delivery.

Maggie Cooper has a five-year plan that involves making executive VP with a corner office and a salary that will cause a grown man to weep. What it doesn't involve is a high-speed hotshot who claims her dead father sent him. She doesn't care how charming scott is, or how he seems to devour her with his eyes, or even show her shotgun-toting grandmother is playing matchmaker. Maggie is determined to resist, but Scott is just as determined to convince her that loving him is worth the risk.

Excerpt:
( Scott has been trying to get Maggie's ghost-dad to leave him alone. and Maggie found a book on the different ways to get rid of a ghost...)

He stared at the book, reorienting himself to the possibility of life after riding with Maggie, the opened it to a random page.

"'Ask the ghost to leave'" he read . "Yeah right. Been there, done that. Moving on. Oh, here's something. 'one true and tried method of getting rid of a ghost that you don't want in yout home is to toss rice all over the kitchen floor before you go to bed at night,'"

Maggie snorted. "You don't want to mess with Grammy over her floor."
"Wait a minute, let me finish. 'Your bothersome ghost will pause to count the grains of rice.' "

"Why?"

"Hush. ' Ghosts aren't very good at counting , so yours will repeatedly lose track and have to start over again.' "

Maggie started laughing, but Scott kept reading.

"'Simply sweep up the grains of rice in the morning, and repeat the next night until your ghost gived up andleaves. 'How will this work? Coop doesn't even come in the house."

"How will it work period?"

Maggie was right; throwing rice on the floor to confuse Coop was downright stupid. Now gears maybe ....

But why the hell would a ghost stop to count something? ......

22nd Nov 07

2007-11-22T12:38:00.000+08:00

So... LaSashimi died .... Yes.. the orange fish died. Right on schedule! Officially a week since i got it as present from adelyn...

(and the prediction that the fishes won't last for more than a week)

Let's maintain a minute of silence for our newly dead fish ....

17th Nov 07

2007-11-17T22:36:00.000+08:00

So right now it's 12.06am and my birthday has officially been over...

So my parents and I went out for dinner today to celebrate my birthday. Having decided to have sakae sushi at dhoby ghaut, my mum asked my brother to queue up and reserve places for 7 adults and 2 children. Since it was the official opening of the christmas lightings at orchard, there was a major traffic jam going on and my dad dropped us at plaza singapura....

After a long while, we finally made out way to the atrium at sakae sushi, beside the TCC. Turned out, my brother was already "inside" waiting for us. and he called to make sure we were at PS branch since he already ordered and drank already without money on him... At the entrance, the manager very politely enquire if he could help us, "no," i replied "My brother is inside waiting for us" and we barged into the restaurant, the whole group of us, stormed into the restaurants, making alot of noises in the process. But that's what happen when you have kids with you.

After one whole round of "tour" around the premises, we realised that my brother was nowhere to be found... so i called him. It turned out, he went to reserve a place at Sakae teppanyaki at plaza singapura basement. So we sent a msg to my dad to meet us there instead...

When we arrived, my dad looked at the teppanyaki stove, then at my brother, then asked "only teppanyaki no sushi ar?" and my brother confirmed it. Then, my dad looked at the waitress and asked "how much is this?" as he pointed at the can of lemon tea my brother drank. and the whole group of us, after paying $2.90 for that can of lemon tea, walked out...

After which, we walked back to the branch at the atrium to wait for a seat...

talk about embarrassing...

birthday gifts

2007-11-15T23:51:00.000+08:00

a little something my cousin nikki got for me for my birthday...
Abit weird actually... I mean it's very nice and everything.. but i couldn't stop laughing when i took it out..

i mean think about it, It's singapore we're living in, not a winter like country.. what am I suppose to do with a furry pair of slippers which says "ooh la la" in front ? And as adelyn aptly term it "eskimo slippers" ...

But nevertheless, it's cute and adorable in my opinion . Take a look... What do you think??

Part 2: night out at vivo

2007-11-15T13:18:00.000+08:00

Ok... here are the remaining photos we took from last night...

14-11-07: Night at vivocity

2007-11-15T00:35:00.000+08:00

So Adelyn, Jeraldine, Menaka and I went out to celebrate an advance birthday celebration.. Arrived at harbour front at 6.30pm to received a call that menaka "lost"her phone... Well, she didn't (but we shall get to that later). So i headed off to the atm machine first before meeting them at earl's swensen..

Turns out Menaka "lost" her phone was an excuse as adelyn needs to buy some time to carry her very delicate present over all the way to harbour front. After which, we went to chill out at the open deck above vivo and had a drink at Long John Silver much later..

Dinner at Earl's Swensen, Vivo:

So these are some of the presents i received from the trio:

From Adelyn:

Well, after much attempt, these are the few decent pictures which came out. Though it's not very visible, there are 2 fishes in there. One orange one (female, according to them), and a purple one (a male one). And their names for the fishes ? The orange one is called la sashimi and the purple one is called le sushi. Don't ask me why.. but i can say it's the most original gift i've ever received. Although they have a bet going on that the fish won't last past one week with me. Jeraldine says 2 weeks. Thanks for the "vote of confidence" you guys!!

Menaka got me:

I think it's very sweet and the words are so meaningful. Don't you think so?

And Jeraldine got me a set from body shop! I love the scent.. But there's a tiny problem.. I can't seem to pry the gift out of its box. It's well and truly stuck inside!

Oh right.. before i forgot... adelyn got me this in addition to the fishes:

What's with me and pills... seriously... last year jeraldine got me this:

I'm not that sick enough to be taking consistent pills right?? hahaha....

But anyway, Thanks you guys. I really enjoyed myself last night..

And today, it's my chinese birthday... so as tradition, my mum cooked this for lunch:

since i ate one of the other eggs ... there's only one left....

The half eaten egg:

The rest of the pics we took yesterday, I guess I'd have to wait for adelyn to send them to me....

23rd October 2007

2007-10-23T20:14:00.000+08:00

Guess where was I today? I was at adelyn's house.. where the poor girl was trying to teach me how to make some jewelleries... It was quite tough on her I guess.. considering I almost killed myself by swallowing some of the chain. Almost. Yep... I snipped a piece of chain and it sprang away like a coiled snake.. next thing i know, I couldn't find it .... After a short while I gave up and continued with my chain making thing... guess where I found it next? I found it in my mouth... much to adelyn's horror... hahah... anyway.. don't worry. i spit it out and threw it away..

So here's the end result of adelyn's torture:

Everyday

2007-10-12T00:11:00.000+08:00

Title: Everyday
Source: High School Musical 2

[Troy]
Once in a lifetime means there's no second chance
so I believe than you and me should grab it while we can

[Gabriella]
Make it last forever and never give it back
[Troy]
It's our turn, and I'm loving where we're at
[Troy & Gabriella]
Because this moment's really all we have

[Troy] Everydayof our lives,
[Gabriella]wanna find you there, wanna hold on tight

[Troy] Gonna run
[Troy & Gabriella]While we're young and keep the faith

[Troy] Everyday
[Troy & Gabriella] From right now, gonna use our voices and scream out loud
[Gabriella] Take my hand;
[Troy]together we'll celebrate,
[Gabriella] celebrate.
[Troy & Gabriella] Oh, ev'ryday.

[Gabriella]They say that you should follow
[Troy] and chase down what you dream,
[Gabriella] but if you get lost and lose yourself
[Troy] what does is really mean?

[Gabriella] No matter where we're going,
[Troy] it starts from where we are.
[Troy & Gabriella] There's more to life when we listen to our hearts
[Troy & Gabriella] and because of you, I've got the strength to start

Yeah, yeah, yeah!
Everydayof our lives,

[Troy & Gabriella] wanna find you there, wanna hold on tight
[Troy & Gabriella] Gonna run while we're young and keep the faith.

Everyday
[Troy] from right now,gonna use our voices and scream out loud
Take my hand;together we'll celebrate,

[Gabriella]Oh, ev'ryday
[Troy]We're taking it back,we`re doing it here together!
[Gabriella]It's better like that,and stronger now than ever!
[Troy & Gabriella] We're not gonna lose. Cause we get to choose.
That's how it's gonna be!

[Troy] Everydayof our lives,
[Gabriella] wanna find you there, wanna hold on tight.
[Troy] Gonna run while we're young
[Troy & Gabriella] And keep the faith
Keep the faith!

[Choir]Everydayof our lives, wanna find you there, wanna hold on tight.
Gonna run while we`re youngand keep the faith
Everydayfrom right now, gonna use our voices and scream out loud
Take my hand; together we'll celebrate,

Ev'ryday! Live ev'ry day! Love ev'ryday! Live ev'ryday!Love ev'ryday!Ev'ryday!Ev'ryday.....................................................
[Gabriella]Ev`ryday!

Mr Monk goes to the Firehouse

2007-10-03T21:59:00.001+08:00

Remembere two posts back I mentioned that I was absolutely crazy about monk? It's the humour. And the amazing detective skills.. but mainly.. the humour..

Title: Mr Monk goes to the Firehouse
Author: Lee Goldberg

Sypnosis:
Monk's house is being fumigated, and he has nowhere to go. Fortunately, his assistant, Natalie, and her daughter are kind enough to welcome him into their home. Unfortunately, their home is not quite up to Monk's standards of cleanliness and order...

But while Monk attempts to arrange his surroundings just so, something else needs to be put straight. The death of a dog at the local firehouse - on the same night as a fatal house fire - has led Monk into a puzzling mystery. And much to his horror, Monk is going to have to dig through a lot of dirt to find the answer....

Excerpt:
*Scene occurs as Natalie and Monk hovers in the alleyway trying to search the garbage bin*
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"you want me to call a garbage man?"
"That's a pejorative and sexist term. They really prefer ' sanitation technician'."

"How do you know?"
" I talk to them," Monk said.
"You do? Why?"
"They're people too, you know."
"Who hang around with garbage," I said. "I'd think you'd want to be as far away from them as possible when they show up."

"I take precautions," Monk said. "Gloves, surgical mask, googles. But I have to be there to supervise."

"You supervise your trash collection? Why?"
"I have special needs."
"Believe me, I know, but what does that have to do with your trash?"

"I have to make sure my trash isn't being mixed with the other trash," Monk said.
"why? What terrible thing could possibly happen?"

"It could get dirty."
"It's trash, Mr Monk. It's all dirty, even yours."
"No, mine is clean dirty," Monk said.
"Clean dirty," I said "What is that?"
"For one thing, each of my discarded items is placed in an individual airtight bag before being put in the mother bag."

"So it won't get the other trash in the 'mother bag' dirty."
"Not everyone is as conscientious as I am," Monk said. "It's the sad truth."

"But your bags get tossed in the back of the truck with everyone else's trash anyway,"
Monk shook his head. "My bag ride up front with the drivers."
"It doesn't matter a lot of difference in the end," I said. "It still goes to the dump."

"My garbage goes in zone nine."
"Your trash has its own zone?"
"All the really clean trash goes there."

I groaned, handed him my purse, and climbed up the rest of the way onto the trash bin.

"wait wait," Monk protested. "You're exposing yourself."
I stopped. "Are my pants riding down on my butt?"
"Hell, no," Monk said.
"Then what am i exposing?"
"You're exposing your body to deadly toxins," Monk said. "You haven't had your shots. you aren't wearing gloves. You aren't using a respirator. It's suicidal."

"Mr Monk, I'm only going to lift the lid," I said.
"And God only knows what you'll release into the atmosphere," Monk said. "If you're not going to think about yourself, think of humanity, think of your daughter, but most of all, think of me."

I lifted the lid. Monk screamed and leaped away as if he expected the dumpster to explode, spraying its sharpnel of decaying food, broken glass, old shoes and soiled diapers all over him. It didn't.
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If you think that it's interesting, you should go pick it up. It's not a tough read, neither is it a tedious economic text which aids as a cure to insomia. In fact, it's light, humorous and witty. To top it off, this book only consist of 283 pages. You'd probably be as hooked as I am...

Promises don't come easy

2007-10-03T20:56:00.000+08:00

For some reason or other, the creator of this Music Video repeated the whole song twice... I guess there's simply too many sweet memories of the show to contain in 2 mins.

One of my (another) current favourite song with a fantastic TVB Drama "Treshold of Era" by Gallen Lo and Flora Chan

Song Title: Promises Don't Come Easy
Artiste: Carol Nightingale

I should have known all along, there was something wrong,
I just never read between the lines
Then I woke up one day, and found you on your way
Leaving nothing but my heart behind

What can I do to make it up to you
Promises don't come easy
But tell me if there's a way to bring you home to stay
Well, I'd promise anything to you

I've been walking around with my head hanging down
Wondering what I'm gonna do
'coz when you walked out that door
I knew I needed you more
Then to take a chance of losing you

What can I do to make it up to you
Promises don't come easy
You know I've made up my mind to make it work this time
That's the promise that I give to you

You never thought I loved you
I guess you never thought I cared
And I was just too proud to say it out loud
Now I know, to let my feelings go ( so tell me)

What can I do to make it up to you
Promises don't come easy
You know I've made up my mind to make it work this time
That's the promise that I give to you

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Book Review: Monk

2007-09-23T23:15:00.000+08:00

Thanks to adelyn, I'm completely, and absolutely hooked on "Monk"
Nope, I didn't watch from the tv series. But followed his adventure from the books she recommended.

Right at this moment, my favourite would be : Mr Monk goes to Hawaii
Author: Lee Goldberg

Sypnosis: Some people think Hawaii is paradise. But Monk knows that danger - like dirt - lurks everywhere. Look at Helen Gruber, the rich tourist who took a fatal blow from a coconut. The police say it fell from a tree, but Monk suspects otherwise. His assistant, Natalie, isn't exactly thrilled about Monk's latest investigation. It was bad enough that Monk followed her on vacation, and now it looks like the vacation is over ...

Smooth talking TV psychic Dylan Swift is on the island and claims to have a message from beyond - from Helen Gruber. Monk has his doubts about swift's credibility. But finding the killer and proving swift a fraud - all while coping with geckos and the horror of unsynchroniszed ceiling fans - may prove a tough coconut to crack.

Review: 4 Stars

This is definitely not a book I would pick at first glance. For one thing, it's no romance. But for one thing, i would have to agree that Mr Monk is a brillant detective. The book is witty, filled with intricate plots and posses plentiful humor. I never stopped laughing since the very first page and I enjoyed myself so much that I am hunting for other books of the same series....

School

2007-09-19T22:48:00.000+08:00

So school's finally started again. Hopefully, this will be my final year. Officially, this is the second week of class and I'm slowly getting back into the rythm of waking up ultra early... Sitting still in a 3 hr lecture..

In addition to school this year, I've added several commitments to my hectic 3 days week school schedule. Along with a once or twice a week piano lesson (which thankfully is only 2 hrs), I've thrown in part time job at sds. it's only once or twice a week, the pay isn't much. The pay for piano and tuition teaching is 3 times better. But this, i could hopefully add to my resume. Especially since I only have a year to put the final touches on my resume before i join the working workforce. I'm crazy.

So for this month, come online and find me via msn on sat evenings, I'm probably stuck at the counter..

Never been to me

2007-09-19T22:08:00.000+08:00

I made adelyn send me this song .... because I love it so much...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Sn7d7gZj_qc

Title: Never been to me
Artiste: Charlene

Hey lady, you lady, cursing at your life
You're discontented mother, and a regimented wife
I've no doubt you dream about the things you never do
But I wish someone had talked to me like I wanna talk to you

Oh, I've been to Georgia and California,
and ... anywhere I could run.
Took the hand of a preacher man and we ... made love in the sun
But i ran out of places and friendly faces because i had to be free
I've been to paradise but i've never been to me

Please lady, please lady, Don't just walk away
'Coz I have this need to tell you why I'm all alone today
I can see so much of me still living in your eyes
Won't you share a part of this weary heart that has lived a million lies

Oh, I've been to Nice and the Isle of greece
while i've sipped champagne on the yatch
I moved like hallow in monte carlo and show them what i've got
I've been undressed by Kings and i've seen some things,
that a woman ain't s'pposed to see
I've been to paradise but I've never been to me.

(narration)
Hey, you know what paradise is?
It's a lie ... a fantasy we created about people and places
As we like them to be
But you know what truth is?
It's that little baby you're holding and it's that man you fought with this morning
The same one you are gonna make love to tonight
That's truth, That's love

Sometimes I've been to crying for unborn children
that might have made me complete
but I, I took the sweet life, and never knew I'd be bitter from the sweet
I've spent my life exploring the subtle whoring that cost too much to be free

Hey lady, I've been to paradise .....
But I've never been to me

Chick Flick - A movie genre

2007-09-15T00:04:00.000+08:00

This is an article I just caught in a magazine recently so thought to share it with you guys:
* This is a reproduction of Starhub's monthly magazine - telescope

"The Men Don't Get It"

If you're a red-blooded guy and you've just watched a movie you never want to admit you actually sat through to the rest of the guys, chances are you've just seen a chick flick. YOu know, one of those celluloid creations deviod of defending explosions, vomit-inducing car chases, gore, gratuitous sex, and violence on the blood-and-snot-flying-through-the-air level. There's nothing you can discuss with the boys so it would have been pointless bringing up the fact that you were in an atmosphere so full of ostrogen, you could have spontaneously lactated.

Perhaps you weren't familiar with the movie and were persuaded by a girlfriend that it would be a pleasant way to pass two hours. To help you make an informed decision the next time you are caught in that situation, here's our guide to what a chick flick contains, plot-wise.

Chick Flick - The definition of the movie genre:

1. Deadly Disease

One plot device many chick flick employ is giving the lead female character some terminal disease, usually cancer. Think Susn Sarandon in Stepmom, Debra Winger in Terms of Endearment, or Charlize Theron in Sweet November. But a movie has to reflect the real world, and there are plenty of diseases out there, ergo kidney failure (Julia Roberts in Steel Magnolias) and Viral Cardio Myopathy (Barbara Hershey in Beaches).

2. Death in the Family

Another characteristic of a chick flick is a death in the family. In Ghost, the spirit of a recently murdered man tries to warn his girlfriend that she is in danger. In Elizabethtown, Orlando Bloom's suicidal chatacter flies back to the titular town when his dad passes away. And that's how he meets the woman he's meant to spend the rest of his life with: he was the only passenger and she was the only stewardess.

3. Flawed boyfriend or husband.

In Chick flicks, the female protagonist always falls for a man with some character flaws. Richard Gere was an uptight business mogul in Pretty woman, and a misogynist in Runaway Bride. In you, me and dupree, Molly can't understand why her perfect hubby carl has turned into such a crank so soon after marriage. In wedding crashersm vince caughn and owen wilson are just two horn dog who attend weddings to meet women. Vaughn can also be seen in The Break Up playing Jennifer Aniston's slob of a boyfriend who can't seem to grow up.

4. Someone else's wedding

At some point in many a chick flick, the female lead is going to attend a wedding of a good friend or family member and that's when she'll have an epiphany. (see My Best Friend's wedding)

5. Big ideas that won't work in real life

The hero or heroine comes up with romantic notions to correct a particular situation and has to face cynical and incredulous response from many quarters. They get to prove their point only because they are doing it on their own time or out of their own pocket. Eg. Fun with Dick and Jane....

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Ipod

2007-09-09T19:16:00.001+08:00

I've finally gotten what I've wanted after months and months of deliberation. Well, that and after making kelvin and adelyn wait for me for a few hours while i went on and on about whther i should get it or not.. Finally.....

Highland Destiny

2007-09-08T16:17:00.000+08:00

I've been re-re-re-re.... reading this story which someone sent me awhile back. A budding writer so as to say. Which I enjoy alot. Below is an excerpt from her story:

A Wedding Scene:

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Alera stepped out onto the landing, wearing a pale-blue linen gown over a white shift that peeked out at the scooped neck, sleeves, and hem. The garment gathered at the waist with a yellow sash. A pink rosebud garland crowned her head. Unbound curls fell in a thick waving mass to her hips, and long tiny braids at each temple held back her hair.
Duncan’s breath hitched. A thrill flowed through him. The sun shone brighter as she swung around to face her aunt, her unbound tresses swinging behind her like a golden-brown fleece. Damn it all, he would never get used to her beauty.

“Aunt Toril, have you seen the bouquet? I cannot find it.”

“I have it.” Toril handed her a small bouquet of pick roses and purple heather tied with a yellow ribbon.

Alera faced Duncan and snorted. “Well, what are you gaping at?”
“Your hair,” he whispered. “You wore it down for me. ‘Tis --”

“Aye, I know,” she sniped. “Shimmering golden lights, floating around me, and all that. All I know is it seems to make you hot. Let us get this farce over with. Are you ready, Father?”Julien turned bright red and made a choking sound. Leonce and Logan coughed to hide their laughter as a murmur of chuckles passed through the assembled Ranalds.

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Father mopped his brow again. “Who gives this wo --”
“You can skip this part, Father,” Alera suggested in a disgusted tone. “Everyone here knows the man already took me.”

Duncan rolled his eyes at Alera’s double entendre, while Leonce and Logan coughed again.
Julien leaned over and place his mouth next to Alera’s ear. “You’re not married to him yet, lass. Do not think for an instant that I’ll not spank your bare arse right here in front of these people.”

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Facing Alera, Duncan took her right hand in his and wrapped a long narrow piece of Ranald plaid about their wrists. Then he gazed into seething sapphire eyes. “I wed you, Alera, and proclaim you Lady of clan Ranald. In time and eternity, you’re mine.” Alera snorted. “I vow to protect you and provide for you till the day I die.”

“Alera, child, ‘tis time for your vows,” Father said.

Alera narrowed her eyes. “I wed you, Duncan, so I can use your body and you can use mine without it being a sin. And I will raise Megan as my own. But since I am being forced into this marriage, I will not love you or obey you. Nor will I wear your plaid till I am ready.”

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“Well if The Ranald accepts and The MacKay concurs, then I pronounce you husband and wife. Go forth, be fruitful, and multiply.” Father waved his right arm in the air in the Sign of the Cross then turned away.

“You forgot something, Father.” Alera kept her glare on Duncan.
“What is that, child?” the priest asked, turning back around.

“You may kiss the groom.” Alera shoved her bouquet at the cleric then placed her hands on Duncan’s shoulders. She pulled him down, wrapped her arms around his neck, and pressed her body flush against his. Then the lass proceeded to give him a blatantly carnal open-mouthed kiss.

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Twice the temptation

2007-08-25T11:32:00.000+08:00

Suzanne Enoch has always been one of the authors i like to read. She does her share of both contemporary and historical romances which are equally good in my opinion. Her books are not very light and hilarious. And neither is it dark and very intense, passionate in tone.

Her recent contemporary books involve: An american cat burglar who attempts to rob a rich english billionaire. It's interesting and Enoch proceeded to write several sequels.

Her latest book which I just finished 5mins ago is, to me, a very good read.

Title: Twice the temptation
Author: Suzanne Enoch
Pages: 352

Weblink: www.suzanneenoch.com

From the book jacket:

Two unforgettable tales. One dazzling diamond!

Summer 1814...

When Evangeline Munroe inherits the exquisite but supposedly cursed Nightshade Diamond, she considers ut a bit of good fortune. Then she literally runs into Connoll Addison, Marquis of Rawley, the most sought after bachelor amongst the ton. Surely her immediate attraction to the rogue is bad luck. Could the diamond be more dangerous than she ever imagined?

Present...

Samantha Jellicoe thinks it's good luck that has her - a reformed cat burglar - providing security for a museum exhibit. Then she discovers the Nightshade Diamond, with an accompanying note that says the thing is cursed. Cursed indeed! How else to explain Scotland Yard breathing down her neck, the appearance of an ex-boyfriend, and her lover Rick Addison suddenly testing the boundaries of their relationship? She needs to unload the gem and soon, or she may lose her dreams forever.

Reviews: 4 stars

I believe that this book is really cool in that the first half of the book is a historical romance and the second half of the book is a contemporary romance.

Let's talk about the contemporary side first. As usual, it's a continuing sequel of billionaire Rick Addison and now reformed Cat Burglar, Samantha Jellicoe.. It's interesting story actually without the usual perspective from the cops but rather the thief.

The historical side is the story of the great great.... grandparents of Rick Addison. A romantic light story which I adore. The "cursed' diamond will eventually link the story between the past and the present...

Enjoy....

Happy 42nd national day!

2007-08-11T21:58:00.000+08:00

Sounds like everyone either enjoyed or are bored with the national day parade this year.. For me, it's plain indifference... Why? Not because I didn't care for our country. It's not because I'm envious of those who are actually there... okay.. actually I wished i could have went there to watch. After 21 yrs of attending (or thereabout...) not going suddenly makes it feel quite empty..

On national day, my parents and I returned home early to catch the parade. It started off with the usual grandeur... However right when the president of singapore arrived, I fell asleep. and sad to say, I can fall asleep on a hard floor, without a pillow or anything... when i woke up, all i saw were the credits rolling...

Thus, to say that i missed the parade is quite an understatement... but nevertheless. Happy Birthday, Singapore!

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On a happy note, my ipod is functioning again!!! Now I'm going off to watch mio tv. my dad just got it installed last night. Ciao!~

2007-08-09T21:41:00.000+08:00

My Ipod (the little bugger), may it rest in peace, died on me! Can't believe it! The old ipod which i gave to my brother was still working in perfectly good order. And mine, given to me on my 21st birthday died....

Can't believe how distressed I feel... I can't survive without my ipod and right now, there are no means to get a brand new one... of all times, it have to happen! This is so not my day.....
what to do.. anybody have any suggestion??

Pictures from 13/7/07 - French National Day

2007-07-20T23:49:00.000+08:00

Here are some of the pictures taken on the French National Day 2007 @ Goodwood Park Hotel

Relaxing outside the event ground... one too many wine... i think..

Choral Team from Alliance Francaise:

"The Three Musketeers" (coined by someone from the choir):

Screwpull.... hmmm....

Stairway to heaven??? Not exactly... more like to one of the hotel rooms.

(Don't worry, I'm not moonlighting)

2007-07-20T10:19:00.001+08:00

14th July 2007

2007-07-14T11:56:00.000+08:00

14th July 2007. Happy "Jour de bastille" ... That's what the french call it. Not National day but Bastille Day.

For the past 3 years, having joined the french national day. It was organized anually on the 14th July by the French Embassy. However, this year, perhaps due to the reason that 14th july is on a saturday, they had brought it forward to the day before. Hence, Here i am, sitting at home, blogging rather than getting myself ready for the event..

At least I'm more sober today then yesterday. However, this year was slightly different from all the past events. For one thing, this was the year the new ambassador has just arrived. Instead of the stage we were usually standing, we were standing to beside the side of the stage sans mike. It was amazing how the voice of only 20 of us can reach to the end of the ballroom.

They people was friendly, the food was magnificent.. In fact, it was so good to the point that i couldn't tear myself away from the dessert counter... The chocolate ( although i only tried the dark chocolate) was.... practically orgasmic.... and the eclair was like heaven.... so's the opera cake... and the wine.... the wine was wonderful.. it's just a pity i missed that pink champagne adelyn was speaking so highly about.. how can they run out of it! And i my reisling! I couldn't have a second helping coz it ran out too...

The girls was nice... but the guys were really charming... well.. according to jeraldine, the guy at the bar was a complete jerk and an idiot.. But i thought he was so charming and nice..

oh ya.. and jeraldine, i didn't have a mesmerized look on my face. I don't! it was the wine....

Hahahah....

PIctures

2007-07-13T23:36:00.000+08:00

Oh ya.. remind me to post up the pictures we took at the french national day.. i shall do it as soon as adelyn emails me the picture...

!3th July 2007 - French National Day "party"

2007-07-13T23:08:00.000+08:00

I'm drunk.. or really... I'm feeling high.. I just returned from the french embassy's national day party.. The food was good. at least i think the dessert was fantastic.. My vision is blurry and i'm staggering about as in knocking into walls and chairs...

That's because i have had six glasses of wine. The very first which was a glass of champagne..

I have had great fun spending time with jeraldine and adelyn at the "party" ... a party which had an invitation of 500 people...

We took photos, mingled around upon ocassions and generally enjoyed ourselves a whole lot..

The first guy which jeraldine and I had talked to didn't mean to talk to us.. it so happened that i caught his attention. By tripping him. Basically it was not my fault, i was minding my own business, chatting with jeraldine while i picked at my food... an this guy who was walking by tripped on my heels. Don't ask me how he managed to do it.. i have no idea.. haha

i was on my 4th glass of wine .. the one which they called reisling or something like that, jeraldine and i was approached by this french guy who chatted with us. I thought he was rather charming and cute... Jeraldine agreed that he was indeed charming but she insisted that he was an idiot... hmm.. he's still charming nevertheless..

At the end of the function, Jeraldine , adelyn and I were drinking at the lobby sofa chatting when all of a sudden three guys sat opposite us. They introduced themself. and according to Jeraldine and adelyn.. that first guy is the actual "charming guy..." . well, i thought the 3rd one was better.. but i shall try to keep my opinions to myself.. haha.. so now.. i'm at home, dizzy and blurred vision..

Ok.. i shall better go off to bed now.. gotta teach piano tonight..

ciao!!

Going crazy

2007-07-13T10:11:00.000+08:00

Today was an exhausting day with three courses running concurrently, the adrenaline rush from the whole week is finally catching up with me and i'm crashing really badly. Very soon. Thank goodness, I have at least taken half day off ... not to rest but to join in the french national day. There, I will probably drink like nobody's business so i can finally crash into bed.. or rather onto my mattress till monday morning.. ok.. not really.. my weekend is rather filled too.. haha.. And yes... i've been chased out of my room again.

It has gotten to the point that i've became abit loony so as to say. Well, Since early this morning there has been a particular song which has been running through my mind over and over again... a one-liner... What song is it??

Hmmm... Ok.. let's see... Remember when we were kids? And every sat morning there would be cartoons playing?? At that point in time, there was a particular favourite of mine. And so this song goes on like a loop audio in my brain. Guess what song is it??

"The pinky and the brain, the pinky and the brain.. One's a genius. The other's insane...."

Haha.. and what are we going to do today ? Trying to take over the world... hahahahahahah
*Evil laughter*

Loin du froid de décembre

2007-07-10T21:50:00.000+08:00

Have you ever watched the disney channel's version of Anastasia? I love it... alot!
This song (Once upon a december). But somehow, the french version does seem much nicer than the english one:

Des images me reviennent
Comme des souvenirs tendres
D'une ancienne ritournelle
Autrefois en décembre
Je me souviens il me semble
Des jeux qu'on inventait ensemble
Je retrouve dans un sourire
La flamme des souvenirs
Je me souviens il me semble
Des jeux qu'on inventait ensemble
Je retrouve dans un sourire
La flamme des souvenirs
Et au loin, un écho
Comme une braise sous la cendre
Un murmure à mi-mots
Que mon cœur veut comprendre
Une ancienne ritournelle
Loin du froid de décembre

Hostile Makeover

2007-07-09T13:53:00.000+08:00

I've been trying to look for this book for quite awhile. But so far, don't have any luck laying my hands on it....

TITLE: Hostile Makeover
Author: Wendy Wax

FROM THE BOOK JACKET:

Business before pleasure...where's the fun in that?

It was the first orgasm Shelley Schwartz ever faked. She
swore she'd never do it, but she was late for a career-
saving meeting at Schwartz and Associates and her options
were limited. If she'd faked it five minutes sooner, she
might have earned her father's approval, won the account,
and bested her rival and the company golden boy, Ross
Morgan.

Calm, cool, and always collected, Ross is the perfect
person to take over the ad agency her father founded--and
the perfect opposite of Shelley, who's distracted by her
mother's relentless matchmaking and her big sister's
marital meltdown. Is it any wonder her father has
entrusted the agency to the blond, Porsche-driving Ross
rather than his own flesh and blood? To add insult to
injury, Ross--her new boss--has stuck Shelley with the
client list from hell (Falafel Hut, anyone?). But if he
thinks he's going to chase Shelley Schwartz out of her
family legacy, he's got another thing coming. And if
Shelley thinks she can resist Ross's charms, she's got
some surprises in store as well....

Excerpt: http://www.authorwendywax.com/hostile_makeover.html

Scroll down the page to see the excerpt

Review: I haven't really read this book yet, so i can't really say whether it is good or not. But judging from the excerpt of the story, I'd say that "Hostile Makeover" has alot of potentials in it...

If her writing style has not changed from her previous books, I can safely say that this will be a great read!

Let's just cross our finger and hope that the author keeps to her usual standard...

Interested in anyone of these?

2007-07-05T08:42:00.000+08:00

Heya... I'm planning to join some of these.. Anyone interested??
Some of them don't need exotic dance experience one. And most importantly, It's Fun! Think about it!

Bedroom Treats
Learn how to bring your exotic dance moves onto the bed in the intimacy of your bedroom. Let us teach you a novel bed routine in our Bedroom Treats workshop that will be a delightful surprise for your special someone.

We offer 2 routines. If you've joined Bedroom Treats 1, then you MUST sign up for this brand new Bedroom Treats 2 routine! Ladies with no exotic dance experience are welcome to join us.

Date: Saturday, July 28
Time: 1.5 hrs 5-6:30pm
Price: $40
Lap Dance
Learn a simple lap dance routine to enhance your intimacy with a special someone. Better still, just learn it for experience's sake. It's a lot of fun! Ladies without exotic dance experience are most welcome. Make it a girl's night out activity!

Date: Sunday, September 9
Time: 1 hr 5:30-6:30pm
Price: $30

Striptease – Secretary
There’s taking your clothes off and there’s… ahem… taking your clothes off. For this Exotic Dance Striptease workshop, come prepared to dress as a secretary and we’ll teach you how to use stripping as a prelude to intimacy.

Date: Saturday, August 25
Time: 1.5hrs 5-6:30pm
Price: $40

Ultimate Tease
This workshop takes lap dancing to another level. The Exotic Dance moves taught are cheeky and daring and we promise you will have an outrageously good time. Some exotic dance experience is necessary.

Date: Saturday, September 29
Time: 2hrs 5-7pm
Price: $60

Latin Pole Workshop - NEW!
Learn a sexy pole routine with latin music and moves incorporated! No pole dance experience is necessary.

Date: Saturday, September 29
Time: 1hr 15 min 5-6:15pm
Price: $40

Broadway/Cabaret Pole Workshop - NEW!
Learn a sexy pole routine with more challenging pole tricks choreographed to Broadway/cabaret-style music! Some pole dance experience is necessary.

Date: Saturday, October 20
Time: 1hr 15 min 5-6:15pm
Price: $40

new temp job

2007-06-21T15:36:00.000+08:00

I found a job. That's right it's a temp job to last me for the next 3 vacation months. You wouldn't believe the location of the job. or the job scope. If you would, I can make a rather safe guess that your first comment would be " ARE YOU CRAZY?". Am i crazy? I believe i am. At the very least, someone is going equally crazy with me. Menaka.

Menaka and i are starting work next week at OBS. Yep, that's right Outward Bounds. Unbelievable? Definitely. But thank goodness, there's nothing to do with sports. it's all admin stuff i would have to deal with corporate clients while menaka, being in another section handles the school.

And guess what's the "best" news to top it off? The OBS thing? it's at pula ubin. That's right. you heard right. I'd be taking a boat. (Probably a sampan... haha).. When i told my mum that she insisted that later people will drive the boat to batam instead of pula ubin - "to sell" she says. Until i reminded her that i'm not worth the hassel. hahaha...

It would have been less terrifying if menaka and i have to go on the same day. As it turns out, the people we are replacing leaves on two different days. Meaning, I start work one day before menaka. DOES ANYBODY KNOW HOW TO GET TO PUNGGOL JETTY?????

Right... I break into cold sweats everytime i think of that. Alone.... in the boat.... no one you know... away from civilization.. what if i have to pee? and i'm so not going to pee in a makeshift toilet or the bushes!

The food and transportations are provided (as in the boat) ... let's just hope it's something decent. And i can't imagine how the people are like... you know i'm always late. the boat leaves at 8.15am. if i miss it.. how am i suppose that get across? Swim??

Ok gal.. suck it up... take a deep breath.. i can do it........
so not! hahaah.... i'm hysterical and i'm regretting my decision already..What have i gotten myself into??

bad organisation

2007-06-15T23:24:00.000+08:00

I admit! I'm a bad organizer. i can't organise my schedules! I changed my meeting with menaka 3 times! 3 times so that it ended up being on saturday! I'm meeting menaka at city hall at 4.15pm, then i arranged to meet kelvin's mum to collect something at 4 at marina square... and i'm suppose to be at my uncle's house to celebrate father's day at 7! How on earth am i suppose to be there by 7?

It means i'd have to be at city hall at 3.30pm, walk to marina square to meet kelvin's mum at John little at 4, walk back to city hall and meet menaka at 4.15pm, have dinner... go to hanni brown for awhile, have dinner with menaka, accompany her to tiong bahru and then reach eunos by 7. Possible? Highly unlikely.. and i can't believe i'm gonna wear that over revealing top for tmr! the older generations are gonna be suffering a heart attack..

Oldies

2007-06-14T19:57:00.000+08:00

Oh you can kiss me on a monday, a monday, a monday
It's very very good
Or you can kiss me on a tuesday, a tuesday, a tuesday
In fact I wish you would
Or you can kiss me on a wednesday, a thursday, a friday,
a saturday is best
But never never on a sunday a sunday
'coz that's my day of rest

Most any day, you can be my guest
Any day you say
But my day of rest
Just name the day, that you like the best
only stay away, on my day of rest

Oh you can kiss me on a cool day, a hot day, a wet day
whichever one you choose
or try to kiss me on a gray day, a may day, a pay day
and see if i refuse

And if you make it on a bleak day, a freak day, a week day
why you can be my guest
But never never on a sunday, a sunday
The one day I need a little rest

Oh you can kiss me on a week day, a week day,
a week day's the day to be my guest
But never never on a sunday, a sunday, a sunday
'coz that's my day of rest
But never never on a sunday, a sunday, a sunday
'coz that's my day of rest

14/06

2007-06-14T12:00:00.001+08:00

You would never believe what i just bought!

It's June. The weather has been really hot and everything. Humid and suffocating to say the least. And guess what I just bought? A trench coat. A Long Sleeve Pink trench coat. Of course, that thing costs $119 and i had got it for approx 50% discount. But that's besides the point. When am i ever gonna have the chance to wear it ... in singapore? I must have been out of my mind when i bought it. Oh, and i', planning to purchase a black dress i saw recently....

Ok.. going to teach piano now.. thank god it's pay day today. not much but better than nothing.

Weird Dream

2007-06-07T19:28:00.000+08:00

You wouldn't believe it! I didn't.. On the critical day, the day before my final exam paper, i woke up at different intervals times in the night. In between these waking moments i had the weirdest dream. It was a dream completely in french ...See.. How repressed exams are making me...

Okay.. actually there was not much of a talking going on ... let me start right at the beginning...

I was in my dad's car driving to aljunied the other day for some reason to fetch my aunt and uncle. ( my dad's sister and her husband - not the one i usually mention). Anyway, i noticed, a car which stopped behind mine while my relatives boarded the car. It is someone I know by the way..

Somehow, my uncle and aunt disappeared and the scene melted into my home. I was sitting at home minding my own business when the doorbell rang (Which will never happen since my doorbell doesn't work). Outside was this friend which was driving the car earlier and he was carrying a car seat with a baby boy inside ... For some reason, I took a deep liking for the baby and i was carrying it and fussing with it, posing for pictures with it.... ah... i mean him.. hahaha...

Suddenly, I was kissing him, with tongue. (Ps. I seriously don't know what french kissing is like practically. so don't ask me how it feels like). But from a beginner point of view in my dream. It was good. Really good actually. Hot and good... haha ... It lasted about 5 mins long.. ok, i shan't gross you out with my details. But really, 5 mins, wouldn't one faint from lack of oxygen in the brain?

AND THIS IS NOT A WET DREAM... no sex involved anyway.. just a kiss. haha..

Anyway, for some reason, we ended up in my store room where i was arranging his tie.. and while he was walking out of the door, i said something in french which he replied in the same language. Except in my dream, i knew i didn't understand what he was talking about...

Guess what's my first thought when i woke up?
-> Why did he leave the baby in my house. Oh Right... The next time i see him in my dream I shall dump the baby into his arms. Or maybe i should pounce on him first

Over and done with

2007-06-06T18:50:00.000+08:00

YAY! i'm finally done with my exam. C'est finir! Now.. it's time to break out the champagne and go havoc! hahaha... Cheers~

Hors de prix (priceless)

2007-06-02T23:02:00.000+08:00

Trailer of the film:

A special scene from the movie:

Title: Hors de Prix (Priceless)
Background: This is a french film. Jean, a timid server in a big hotel was mistaken by Irene as a millionaire. When she discovered who he is actually, she had left immediately, having left her protector for the "millionaire" she had mistaken him for. But jean, who was in love with her followed her to coté d'azur.
Rapidly ruined, he quickly adapted and was installed as a boytoy in the luxurious hotel..

This is a french comedy which was fun and very interesting for me.. '

Just to note: The woman is the mistress of a rich old guy she is talking to and the young man approaching them is her "lover". This same "lover" is the boytoy of a rich old woman. He had approach the couple to show off the watch to his "mentor". So he pretended to ask for fire in the process, his sleeves rided up, showing off his brand new watch which caused the girl to choke on her water

Scene before this: The girl was showing off the huge wardrobe she had gotten from her "guy" (for lack of better words. And then she realised that what the man received in return for his "services" to the old lady was 4 blue shirts. She grabbed his watch and broke it to stop his watch from ringing.

Scene after this: She took her watch and broke it.

Vesak day special..

2007-05-31T11:48:00.000+08:00

Hey...

Got played out today. Guess what happened this morning?

I woke up at a godforsaken hour (for a public holiday) of 8.30am to go teach piano at 10am. I was running abit late i guess and i arrived at 1015. Only to realized that there was another teacher in the study room. Assuming that she'd be finishing soon, I thought i would wake. Within 5mins, the maid had brought the mother of the kids back . Turned out, the mother had double booked them.And she suggested i go out and walk around and come back in 2 hours time. At the beginning, I had agreed to come back at 1230pm and left. But from the moment i reached home, i was too lazy and i decided to msg the mother that i'm busy...

How to sleep with a movie star

2007-05-24T20:45:00.000+08:00

You're sitting in a restaurant interviewing a gorgeous movie star. He's being very friendly. Fliratatious even. What do you do?

(a) Get Serious: Slide your number across the table and play footsie with him under it. After all, this is show business, baby!
(b) Get up and leave: You're a highly professional journalist, and even though you've just broken up with your no-good boyfriend, a celebrity fling is the last thing on your mind.
(c) Get Confused: Why would such an adored (and adorable) man be interested in you? Even if he's the nicest guy you ever met?

When Claire Reilly's glitzy job puts her in this position, she's not sure what to do. But then she discovers that nothing- and no one- is ever what they first seem.

A page turning peek into the lives of the rich and famous, this fantastic read will teach you all you need to know about fetting involved with the A list.

Title: How to Sleep with a Movie star ( A girl's own guide to romancing our way to the top)
Author: Kristin Harmel
Pages: 308

Chapter 1: Ten Reasons to have a one night stand
(http://www.littleblackdressbooks.com/pdfs/moviestar.pdf)

Review: This book is actually fun with all the appropriate cliches in the appropriate moments. Such as catching your live in boyfriend .. ahem.. a gorgeous looking woman (who so just happened to be the younger sister of her evil nemesis at work). What would you do? Claire Reilly throws him out of the house and gets roaring drunk, ending up in the bed of a hunky up and rising movie star Cole Brannon which she had interviewed just that morning. But of course, Nothing happened (Since it was just the beginning right?) ... The evil guy, as expected in the whole plot, is of course her evil nemesis in the magazine she works in.

However, one aspect of the book which i thought lacking was the absence of Cole Brannon in some major parts of the story. I would have honestly prefered more experience on his part.. if only...

Day after POA

2007-05-18T21:06:00.000+08:00

It is in times of trouble when you actually see your true friends.

I realised that in my whole life, I've been surrounded by friends who were sweet and nice to me. But I hadn't known how much extent to which they actually stood by me. Last night, i ran into a spot of trouble, i had a major exam this morning which requires the "ah pek calculator" but i only had the scientific one. At the eleventh hour, I was panicking. it was 8 plus in the evening already.

In panic, I msged adelyn and of course called jeraldine. Surprisingly, I was a little close to tears. Immediately, without hesitation, adelyn offered to borrow her mum's calculator and bring it over to me while jeraldine borrowed one from her colleague and send it over as well. At the same time, Richard called me on the phone on his way back from work whereby he immediately offered to go right back to his office to borrow one and send it to me.

At any rate, I'm touched about all the offers and the help you guys offered in my time of need! Thanks you guys, i appreciate it! Really!!

Exam Week2

2007-05-17T00:50:00.000+08:00

Hey... HRM is DONE!!! 2 papers down! 2 more to go!! By the end of this week 3/4 of my papers are done and my last paper would be in 2 weeks time! of course, that does not include my french delf exam (what was i thinking once again!) Anyway, I just can't believe i wasted a whole night. My ears are burning and i realised i was on the phone for 4 hours 45mins... talk about madness! Ok fine, so it was fun chatting ... but 4 hours. Certified crazy already. So to make up for lost time... study study study. 3rd paper would be over in one and a half days time. jia you!!

Exam week

2007-05-14T14:06:00.000+08:00

Exams~Exams~ Exams~

Today is the beginning of the exam week. Of course, I spent the last one week coming down with hysteria.. But once the exams started... I just need to focus. F-O-C-U-S.. Just completed my math 2 hrs back. It's bad.. All i hope is that i could pass it. Next up: Human Resource Management.

곰세마리

2007-05-05T22:45:00.000+08:00

OK. Take it as I'm bored, or that it's a chance for me to practice my korean. Don't worry. If i look at it, i probably won't know what it is either... Haha...

This is the song of the 3 bear (Full house), korean version which i learnt in korean class:

곰세마리

곰세마리가 한에있어 (Korm say man yi ah han jeep yi sor yor)
아빠곰 엄아곰 애기곰 (oh pa korm, oh ma korm, eh gi korm)
아빠곰은 뚱뚱해 (oh pa korm eh tong tong hei)
엄아곰은 날씬해 (oh ma korm eh nan shi hei)
애기곰은 나무 귀여워 (eh gi korm eg nor mu gi ar wor)
으쓱으쓱 잘한다 (ooh su ooh su, cha han da)