Deja Vu

I just had Deja Vu...again.

It's strange to feel dat I've been to a place I've never ever been to before. It's strange to be in the exact same scene and doing the exact same thing in a dream I had before. Is this a gift or curse? Is this a special privilege or does everyone enounter this? Is this mere coincidence or a sign?

My dream 1:
It was Chemistry class on a hot afternoon. I got bored and looked out to the corridor. Some guy made a huge heart from cardboard (nicely decorated) that says, "For My Sweetest Gal" and walked past at this very moment. Bliss...

Reality (some years later);
It was Chemistry class on a hot afternoon. I got bored and looked out of the corridor.

The End.


My dream 2:
I was editing a report in excel (some cells were highlighted in light blue and some light green). Phone rang and it was sweet boyfriend. Chatted happily. Bliss...

Reality (just mins ago):
I was editing a report in excel (some cells were highlighted in light blue and some light green).

The End.


Wat the f***?

Crappy and bo liao things like Chemistry class and reports happen. And then, there was NOTHING!!!

I am so pissed.

I'll marry anyone who buys me a fried chicken wing within the next hour.

Damn. Did I cause an immediate nation-wide dumping of fried chicken wings? Tamade.

I'm a Foolish Piece of Shit

I just went to "check" whether he's single. There was a moment of struggle as the page was loading.

Do I really wanna know his status? What if it shows dat he's attached? Or worse, wat if he's married? At this age and time, anything could happen. But then again, so what if I saw "single"? How true could one be virtually? I'm guilty of online treason myself...

Nevertheless, I couldn't resist. The page loaded and I opened my eyes and it says...










SINGLE!!!

Hooray! He's still single! Single single single. Yay yay yay!

Well, at least he's still single virtually.

I'm totally ashamed of my behavior. Isn't this wat a 15 yr old would do? Consistently checking his online status and immersing in self-imagination and fantasy on whatever he made himself out to be in the virtual world.

I dunno y I'm suddenly reminded of him. Perhaps it's because I'm feeling real shitty today and decided dat I could do with some love. Yeah. Unrequited love.

Weekend Galore

Had quite a fufilling weekend.

Met up with ex-shitty hole colleagues for dinner on Friday nite. As usual, I could only meet at 8 plus, as usual, Soo was the earliest. Minutes after I reached, nO Tan and Lao Huu came too. Dinner was at Bali house near Meridien. I had only one thing to comment. Dat place is so bloody hot! Steaming hot sia. Nope, not because of "Tiger" gal dressed in tight-fitting short skirts. Practically hot. Kaoz. I was sweating like a pig. Luckily it was too secluded for any fans to be ard. Loads of good hiding places for papparazzis to hide and take pics though. Heh.

Proceeded for drinks at Starbucks after dinner. Soo had kindly printed the "One for One" frappacino vouchers for us. So nice of him! Great deal, go grab! I tink I still have the email with me. Get from me if u wan lah.

Chatted the entire nite away, I'm always amazed how we gals have so much to talk about. (I'm leaving Soo outta this coz most of the time he was just sitting there with no comments, as usual.) From ex-shitty hole related topics (amazing how we can still bitch about dat when all of us are long gone) to quarter life crisis to MICs... Oh oh oh! I forgot about this! nO! Congrats! Muacks Muacks. So happy for u! Finally found spring.

Got our asses out and was heading for home when Weiling called. Another round of gal talk and ended my day at 4am.

Saturday was another round of frens meeting for bday celebration dinner and catching up with ex-shitty hole colleagues (different gp this time). It was a KTV session with some catching up with an ex-shitty hole attachment student. He's serving our nation as our friendly policeman now. Oh, oh, oh! And I took the opportunity to ask if him if he knew the Deputy Inspector who always appeared in Crimewatch. He claimed dat he saw him only a few times and he looks quite old. But I'm totally mesmerised by him(the inspector lah, not the attachment student)! He's my type! Frens, anyone happen to know him? Huh? Huh? Intro me, intro me!

Ended my day at freaking 4am again. Tiring indeed. But totally enjoyable. I love keeping late nights (provided I dun have to work the next day) chilling with frens. Doesn't matter that we do nothing. This is life man. I love my frens! Woohoo~

Angel's News: As Promised

I've officially signed the letter of appointment as a PERMANENT staff of Wonderland on the 30th May 2005, 5.37pm.

With effect from 1 June 2005, I am entitled to all monetary benefits of a permanent employee and of course, the intangible asset like respect from mercenary dogs. Now I can walk in with air, no longer needing to hide my luminious yellow contractor pass like a condemned.

I'm looking forward to a round of pretentious "congrats". A good chance for disclosure of treacherous subjects around me.

Well, this would indeed bring about a lot of additional stress,
(1) other contractors in the department might attempt the "one-cry, two-create a scene, 3-hang themselves" (Yi1 Ku1 Er4 Nao4 San1 Shang4 Diao4) method to vent the unjustice. Their contracts were not even considered for extension. Impact to me would be ostracization and unprofessional tactics like making work life difficult for me.

(2) My bosses have in plan a "capacity-squeezing" strategy for me. Their challenge to me: Timely and accurate submission.


It's funny how I dun seem to want it as much now. The perks that comes with it comes with too heavy a price to pay.

Note: I could predict this FAQ coming- There is no increment.

Once upon a time...

This is a story about a young executive working in one of the MNCs in Singapore.

It was the start of a new week. Despite the lack of rest during the weekend, *Mary woke up bright and cheery, all ready for the challenges that laid ahead in work.

Everything was like usual. She woke up on usual, she rushed to catch her bus on usual, she got her bus on usual and she got to the office safely as usual. Just as she stepped into her office building, she suddenly realises she had forgotten to bring her laptop to work! Well, in the MNC she works in, there were no personal computers. Everyone uses a laptop, in other words, her laptop is her life. Making a trip back home seemed like the logical and only solution. After all, she had an important report due before noon today.

She took the risk of possible mockery and left a message for her boss about this, in case she wondered what happened to Mary. The way back was smooth, except that the first cab that Mary had boarded refused to take her because the cab driver "accidentally" took a booking, just 3 seconds after Mary settled in.

Luckily, Mary managed to get into another cab just after she alighted from the first one. This cab driver was really nice, because he agreed to wait downstairs while Mary went home for her laptop. Fortunately, Mary's mother was home and agreed to bring the laptop down for her, this means that the cab driver will not have to wait too long. It's gonna be just take and go. Nice cab driver and nice mother. Of course, Mary got a earful from her mother, but, she felt dat she totally deserved it.

The entire to and fro took approximately 30 mins. And soon, Mary was all settled down in her office, working hard on her report.

All went as usual, the hassle and tussle of preparing the report. There was the usual careless mistakes, but everything still went alright.

It seemed like everything had gone back to normal when, at 5.30pm, something cropped up in her previous report. Settling it took some time, and when Mary sat down to get started on another report, her watch showed 6.30pm already.

She quickly proceeded to start on this other report, and had targetted to get it done as soon as possible. Today was usually tiring and she had planned an early night's rest. Things did not turn out as planned. There was a problem with the programming fo the report and she had to call the IT guy, who had knocked off already to fix it. She needed to send this report out by today. Mary hesitated about calling the IT guy, previous experiences with him was disasterous and this resulted in a lot of hostility between them. A heated argument followed, between Mary's boss and the IT guy. The IT guy refused help. There was no way he would agree to help after office hours. Almost an hour had passed and finally, the two parties came to an agreement. Mary's boss would grant the IT overtime hours, thus he would not be working for nothing. All these doesn't matter to Mary actually. She just wanted to get her report done.

Trouble shooting took another 2 hours. Finally! The program worked! Mary was elated. Everything just seemed to be over.

She took a toilet break and wanted to refresh herself at the same time so she could get into doing her report. This moment, catastrophe struck again.

She had used too much force on the zipper on her pants that it gave way! Goodness... Lightning flashed and thunder roared. What could be worse? She had no safety pins or any "rescue" gimmicks for this! Luckily, she found a pin in her drawer and had wore a shirt long enough to cover up watever not to be seen.

At this instant, she wanted to just go home. It was devastating to know how God would allow such a thing to happen to her. She felt totally pathetic and suicidal.

She was even more determined to get her report done in the shortest possible time. Obviously, it was a "black" day for her and she wanted to end it quick.

More problems cropped up with her report and by the time she was done, it was already 10.30pm. Phew. Was she glad this day was over.

Tomorrow will be better. She's keeping her fingers crossed.

*Name has been changed to protect the identity of the victim.

Brainless Blabbering Episode 003

Scene: Lunch at Chinese Dim Sum Restaurant
Cast: Me, PREGNANT Team Leader, MIC, Much-Hated DC & Bimbo-lic new gal.

Background: It was a farewell lunch for me as well as a welcome one for the new gal. We were seated at a round table when DC shot a question at us gals.

DC: So, do u gals wanna live with your in-laws in future?

Me, new gal & MIC: well, if we have a choice, we would of course prefer not to lah.

TL: But DC, your mum passed away already rite? Normally if it's only one parent den I tink gals dun mind lah. If not your Dad will be left alone mah.

Me & new gal: Yah loh yah loh. If one parent den it's okie lah. Cannot leave dat parent alone mah.

MIC (not getting it as usual): Hah? How come you only ONE parent? (Can say in astonishing tone somemore, wah lau)

All remained silent for DC to reply. (Pls lah, who dare to reply in such a situation?)

MIC (probing further): Your mum DIED? YOUR MUM DIED? (Need to act so surprised not? People's mother cannot die issit?)

DC nodded with a grieved look. FINALLY she got the hint.


The rest of us normal beings tried to change topic to get out of this embarrassing situation. Somehow, we got to the topic of pet dogs. All of us were sharing stories of how cute and faithful they are until...

MIC: Oh, I heard of this story where a family had a dog and then the female owner got pregnant. 9 months later, she gave birth to a cute little baby. The dog got jealous and one fine day, when the female owner went to check on her baby, she realised dat her dog had torn her baby apart and eaten part of him. (shucks, just writing this makes me nauseous.)

All of us squirmed. I turned and saw my TL turn green. Apparently, this is an inappropriate story to relate to a PREGNANT lady. What the hell is blocking MIC's brain dat she can't see dat?


One last ultimate one to end our supposedly "happy" lunch.

We found dat the dim sum was rather filling, so we decided to order a plate of Kai Lan for a change.

MIC: Wat's Kai Lan?

We tried to describle to her to no avail. In the end, we told her dat she will know exactly wat it is when it gets served.

Kai Lan came and...

MIC: Oh!!! This one! I know!

As all of us picked up our chopsticks to savour it,

MIC: This vegetable is the one with a lot of worms right? There was this time where me and my frens ordered this, and found a worm this big (gesturing something 5cm in length) inside.

This is enough. There's no way I'm gonna put up with such nonsense anymore. I took 5 plates of dim sum from the cart nearby (all pipping hot) and started stuffing all of them into her mouth all at one go. After which, I stuffed her face into the plate of Kai Lan, saying this at the same time, " Where got worms??? WHERE GOT WORMS U TELL ME??? FIND IT AND SHOW ME!!! HUH? HUH?"

With dat, I daintly picked up my handbag and as I gestured to the rest to go. As I walked out, I helped myself to giving her a few more tough kicks in my heels.

Drunkards = Society Hazards

Drunkards should be banned from public transport and quarantined till they are sober, for the benefit of our entire female population in the country.

I had a most terrifying (it was more of frustrating) experience with drunkards yesterday. Was waiting for a bus with Piggy near her place when a dirty old man, who smelt like he was marinated in beer for 3 entire months came to stand beside us, acting suspiciously. He was a Chinese man, in his 50s, standing at approximately 1.7m, dark, with grey hair and blood shot eyes, clad in a light coloured printed shirt with beige colour bermudas and slippers.

This bastard started staring at us. When I say stare, I mean STARE. He was standing at less than a metre away, and he doesn't look a bit like he was waiting for a bus because the direction he was looking at (us) was totally opposite from where the bus would come from. I stared back, fiercely, ready to retaliate with some Hokkien vulgarties.

I turned to look at Piggy and we both looked ard, there were aboout 20 pple at the bus stop, including us. 17 ABNNs, 1 drunk dirty old man and we 2 gals. The situation was to our disadvantage. We decided to take 2 steps away from dat dirty old bastard and observe first.

This bastard followed and took 3 steps nearer to us! Keeping his stares. For a while I feel like we either looked like fairies or aliens, because he never stop staring at us for a second. Dat must have made his blood shot eyes worse. I took out my low-batt handphone and was prepared to call the police when necessary. I even thought of tying him up to the dustbin nearby in case he escapes.

Being the nice, educated gals with class, we decided to give him a chance. We moved to the other side of the bus stop, cramping with the ABNNs. My bus came and damn! He got up the same bus as me! Shit shit shit! It was late and my legs were extremely tired, I couldn't wait for the next bus. Took Piggy's advice and sat at the upper deck because he took the lower deck.

For a while I thought I was safe.

Just 2 bus stops away, danger resurfaced. This time, another drunkard boarded the bus and came up to the upper deck, and guess wat, of all the available spaces on the bus, he chose to sit behind me! I might not have mentioned this to some of u before, but I once had an experience with a molester on a bus in my university days. It was a long bus journey to school and I would often sleep on the bus. There was this time when the bus was empty, as usual, and an old man in his late 40s or early 50s sat behind me. He was pretending to read the newspaper and I never thought anything about it until I felt something touching my back. I opened my eyes and to my horror, I saw this hand from behind, creeping close to the side of my breast!!! I dunno if u pple understand this, if u realise, many pple would lean on the window or rest their arms on the window pane. And this position makes your breasts reachable by the person behind! Provided the person behind is sick like this one lah. I was outraged. I turned and stared at this molester hard in his face and before I could scream at him, he sheepishly looked away and alighted. Damn. I totally regretted not reporting him.

Alright, because of this terrifying experience, I developed a sense of sensitivity whenever I travel alone on a bus. If the person sitting behind me was male, I would make sure I keep my eyes wide open and constantly check if he's trying anything funny. Paranoid u would say, but I never wanna risk my modesty again.

Back to this other drunkard yesterday. I grew suspicious of him because it was like he specially chose to sit behind me. Well well well, it turned out he was another one of those dirty old men who decided to try this old trick at me. Hahaha. Sorray...I ain't no young and innocent gal no more. I challenged him by shifting my entire fat ass to the centre of the seat. Turning ard to check on him every 5 mins. Other people on the bus might see me as a lunatic, but this drunk asshole behind me knew he had met his match. Finally, he gave up and alighted at the bus stop as soon as my bus came out of the expressway. In fact, he got so kan cheong because it was as if he was exposed dat he pressed the bell long before we reached dat bus stop! Heh heh heh heh...

I was safe but it totally ruined my weekend. Feeling still pissed now, I wish all lecherous drunkards and molesters get choked by beer, their lecherous arms maimed, lecherous eyes blinded and become impotent.

Note:
Guy frens: Our country is not as safe as it seems. And your gal-frens (including non-intimate female frens) are not as ugly and unappealling as you thought too. Anyone could become a victim of rape or fall into hands of sick molesters. Don't trade an extra 30 mins of sleep or rest time with the possibility of violation of someone you know. It's not worth it. Always offer to send a gal home when it's late.

Galfrens: Please keep a lookout for molesters on public transport. Learn to protect yourself, if u can't, den get home before 10pm or wear a chasity belt.

Announcement: No MSN-ing in Office

This is official. I just attempted to start my web-based msn to while time when all attempts to log in turned fruitless.

I count myself lucky they still allow blogging.

One of my Favourite Things...

... is something new.

It cheers up my day, make me sing, whistle (not the professional one, mine sounds one to get small kids to pee), smile and say, "I'm happy!" over and over again.

It's even better if it comes as a surprise, I like surprises (appropriate ones please). Before I digressed to incidents of lousy surprises which turned into nerve-wrecking, heart breaking and frenships breaking disasters, I had better continue with wat was intended.

I got a new laptop today! My old one, running on a lousy backdated Windows 2000 is expiring in June, so I got an upgrade to a new laptop today. Woohoo~ My first blog entry in the office using my NEW laptop. I decided to name it "Elvis". Dun ask me why dat name. It just came up in the midst of my morning shower.

Okie, tink I need to clarify something. My laptop's not really brand new. Rather the newbie here is it's OS. After 4 mths of nail chewing incidents occurring from my old laptop, having this one is like getting eating steamboat in winter. Shiok!

Will blog about lousy surprises in my next entry. Gotta get back to work now.

It all started out as a beautiful day. I woke up on time. No grouchiness at all.

Took my time to get ready for work, breakfast was already bought last nite and strolled under the rays of the morning sun to my usual bus stop.

Well, there was the occasional sweat despite my slow and steady walk because of the lack of morning breeze (I did not swear at this), but I was in a happy mood.

Entire bus journey was smooth and nice, except for a smelly ABNN who sat in front of me, but he had this "puppy-eyed" look and I was in a happy mood. Forgiven then.

Came in to the office proudly coz this was one of the rare occasions where I took a bus and was early. As usual, I got my laptop started.

Then, my outlook hanged. Alright, patience is a virtue, and today's a beautiful day, so nothing can spoil it. I restarted my laptop. My outlook hanged again.

Tamade.

My nice and beautiful day ruined by a lousy, outdated laptop whose outlook just refused to load. I can't and will not tolerate nonsense from technology. Restarted my laptop "n" times but it didn't help.

I'm calling the help-desk.

I'm enjoying this weekend. Fabulous.

Because:

I'm not burdened by any work.

I get REST.


I was watching tv in my living room the other day. It was during one of those lousy moments where all channels ganged up on having commercials at the same time. Bored, I looked around. All of a sudden, I felt it. Sometimes it just came like dat. Totally awesome. I actually feel blessed with a simple life. For a moment I didn't feel like a loser lazing ard at home on a weekend acheiving nothing but more fats. I was a winner!

Yes. We only live once. But how many of us get a chance to be simple?

Strawberries!

Woo! Look at this! See how this strawberry compares to an ordinary pen!



Some vendor came to our company canteen to sell fruits today. Had a sudden craving for strawberries and saw them at $5/ box. I usually dun buy local strawberries. Rather, I usually dun buy strawberries locally. Reason being, they are sour. Not nice at all. My best strawberry experience was at Cameron last year. Cool and nice weather. Sweet-tasting strawberries that reminded me of ice popsicles. Wow.

I took up a box of strawberries on display and asked the uncle, "Are these sweet?" Dat was a real dumb question. Realised it only after asking. Wah lau. Which fruit seller would say dat their stawberries are not sweet? I wasn't really convinced with Uncle's reply though, and he could see dat. Because, he reached below his stall and pulled out another box of strawberries, and guaranteed dat they are sweet.

Of coz guarantee sweet lah. $12 for a box of 16 leh. Which goes down to $0.75 each. Siao bo? Never eaten such luxurious ones man! But they are so nice and big and looks so sweet!!!

My TL suggested dat we share a box and I happily agreed.

I enthusiatically washed one to try after lunch.

Wwwwwwoooooooooooowwwwwwwww.....

Shiok!

So sssssswwwwwweeeeettttttt..... mmmmmmm.....

It's the best strawberry I've ever tasted in my entire life! $0.75 each was more than worth man. Totally brightened up my day. It's been quite sometime since I've had such uplifting experiences with food.

Work Week

I hope this entry relieves some of my cooped up stress.

Working Hours at Wonderland

Monday: 8.30am to 8.30pm
Tuesday: 8.30pm to 6.00pm
Wednesday: 8.30am to10.00pm
Thursday: 8.30am to 5.30pm
Friday: 8.30am to 8pm
Sun: 3pm to 6pm

53.5 hours a week. Where can I find time for dates? (If there are, that is.)

God sent an angel to deliver a piece of GOOD news to me today.

I was moved to tears. I should have felt happier than winning Miss Singapore. But somehow it doesn't feel as good inside. I feel, .... em.... vexed.

Tink some of u might have known already. Will let in the details later. Anyone who asks me about it now will get piles. Dun even try.

The feeling just keeps getting stronger and stronger. Something is indeed very wrong. Damn. Is this premature quarter life crisis?

My work sucks, my toe hurts, I'm losing my frens to their bfs, I meet insensitive people and plagiarising thieves, I stay home indulging in self-pity during weekends. Totally unbearable. Argh! I just wanna SSSSCCCCRRRREEEAAAAMMMMM!!!!!!!!!!!!!

All these time, I stayed positive. I consoled myself that things were already at the rock bottom, wat could be worse? It had to get better somehow. Perhaps, I under-estimated the power of my suay-ness. I had not fallen to the bottom as yet. I hope I am able to hold on till things get better. Or will they?

There were umpteen times when I felt like crying my heart out. As if going to work with a sore toe was not pathetic enough, I was so caught up with work dat I had no time for breakfast and lunch. My first meal of the day consisted of 2 pieces of rice crackers and 3 rochers at 7.45pm. Never had I starved myself like this before. Food is my life. Just thinking about it makes my eyes watery.

I'm gonna bury myself in my pillow and wallow in my sorrow-ness.

Leave me alone.

Zozo and Her Giant Toe

My left toe looks twice as big as it was last Thursday.



It hurts so much that I could only manage to move my ass ard with a limp. And because of this, my entire body weight now falls on one other able leg. After a 1km walk to and fro the doc, my leg's sorer than before and right leg's tired from body weight strain. Wat a sucky way to start my week.

Called in for MC today coz I can't get dat elephant toe into those heels. I can't even walk on flats properly. It hurts so much that I feel like swearing. Tamade.

The bandage session by the doc left me in derangement. She pulled open my wound mercilessly. The antibiotic cleanser left a tingling sensation. Painful sia. I tink I might have pulled out some of the sponge on the bed because dat was the only thing I could grab hold of. Mummy had scurried to the corner of the room to escape my claws. Application of the cream was alright until doc poked the wound with the cotton bud. It started bleeding again and tainted the entire cotton bud in red. Gross.

I wished she had given me some anesthetic. The pain still remains and I'm still grouchy.

Pain, pain, pain

Uneasiness all over. My left wisdom tooth is still stubbornly growing. I am seriously considering an extraction. Tamade. Wat a "great" timing; just when I do not have any dental benefits.

Surgeon Tan- My mummy (Her maiden surname is Tan lah) performed a 15 mins operation and successfully extracted the in-grown nail, less than 1mm long. However, she left numerous injuries on my left toe and it's now suffering from complications, bleeding and hurting non-stop since Thurs nite.

Obviously the Chinese oinment Dad highly recommended did not work. Applied it for the past few days and the bleeding didn't stop. It comes on and off. Damn. I can't accept the fact dat I'm losing blood other than dat few days of the mth.

Anyway, it hurts BIG time (both the tooth and the toe) and it's making me grouchy. Its 12.15am and one of my frens just called and insisted a chat. Wah lau. How insensitive and INSENSIBLE (or issit unsensible?) can my frens get? Result: Got shoo-ed off by me.

Please only call Aunt Aggie during office hours.

Kinship Monster

I had to blog about this. Simply cannot let it go.

Last nite, one of my cousins, one who is very very close to my brother, came knocking on our door with a woman. It was totally disgusting.

The very moment I opened my door, I could predict wat was coming. Two pretend-to-be happy pple, two broad smiles. My cousin claimed that he was around thearea so he thought of just popping by to say "hi".

Illogical Bullshit 1: My brother's probably still camouflaging himself in some forest somewhere eating cold sardines and the rest of my family is not close to him at all. Wats the big idea about coming all the way up to the 6th floor to just say "hi"? Too free ah?

I wanted so much to just say "hi" back and ask him to get lost. Being the nice gal I am, I invited him and the unidentified gal in.

Let's give the gal a nick. I love giving pple nicks. And I'm super good at it. Ha.

UFO- Unidentified F***ing Obasan. Woo~ Good one. I can't stand myself. I'm so damn creative. She's not as old as an obasan, but I just wanna call her dat.

Wrong move to be a nice and hospitable person; I almost jeopardised my darling Rara because of this.

"Ohhhhh...sooooo cuuuuutttteeeeee.... does she belong to you all?"

Illogical Bullshit 2: Not belong to us den belong to who? Or she thought we belonged to Rara? Kaoz.

Her "ohhs" and "ahhs" woke my Rara up from her nap. I feel no less grouchier than Rara. I got totally pissed and went into my room, leaving my mummy to entertain them. They amazingly spent almost half an hour on Rara before moving on to their real motive for saying "hi".

My cousin is a MLM member. Dealing with some magnetic mattress thingy. He's here with his "leader" to con my innocent mummy of her hard-earned money. Most of the time it was UFO doing the talking. "Aunty, because u know KM (nick for my cousin), den we know of this really good pdt, dats y we come and recommend you one. Good things must share with people close to us right?" "A lot of pple have been cured by just by sleeping on this mattress u noe?

Illogical Bullshit 3: Mattress can heal den wat for we need doctors?

I heard my mummy's bitter laughter loud and clear from my room. Hahaha...she must be thinking about how crappy they are too. I have a smart motherwho sometimes pretend to be suffering from senile dementia. They went at it for another one hour or so, until my mother managed to convince them dat $3000 was simply too "unaffordable for commoners like us, so they went on to hard-sell another pdt.

A pillow. It's supposed to work as well as the mattress as claimed, only covering a smaller area. This one costs $174. Rejected by my mummy for the same reason as the mattress. They should have realised by now dat my mummy is a hard nut to crack. Thus, they decided to launch an attack on the weakness of all mothers, their softhearts.

"Aunty, KM really needs your support. He's a really hardworking boy, I see him work so hard I also pity him. Dats y i agreed to come with him to talk to you. He has a target to meet and thus really need u to support him with some pdts today."

Illogical Bullshit 5: Working hard at cheating housewives' money? Btw, where can u find work not hard one? Tell me where and I go apply for it.

Finally, at their very last attempt, they digged their bags, flipped thru their files and... changed their products from mattresses and pillows to health supplements.

Siao bo? Doremon ah? So many products.

It was another round of hard-selling for the next half an hour and I knock off and go sleep because I was confident dat my mummy was an intelligent aunty. Suddenly, I overheard, "... Thanks for supporting him leh.."

Damn. Lousy mummy. Crafty UFO. I sprang outta bed and went to mummy's rescue. "Huh? U buying wat hah?" From here, I took over the baton of tackling these 2 cheaters and after a 10mins battle, I emerged victorious. *Applause please*

Cuse me, I'm not a marketing student for nothing okie? I know all the tricks of such con-men/women. Dun try them on me, coz it will never work. Besides, I'm a smart consumer.

Alright, this entry is kinda long.

And I've not come to the main point yet. *Pengz*

I just wanna say, I despise people who make use of kinship ties (one of the most precious things in the world) for self monetary benefits. You are no different from the magic stone seller.

I have an in-grown nail (which I can't find) in my LEFT toe. Now its big and swollen.

My LEFT wisdom tooth, which laid dormant for 1 year already, started to grow again and its tearing the skin in my mouth with it.

I'm suffering from slight infection in my LEFT eye.

I just broke 2 fingernails on my LEFT hand.

I'm going to buy 4D tmr.

Wonderland University

This is an entry which I wanted to write long time ago but shelved it and den forgot about it because there were simply too many nerve-wrecking incidents happening at the same time.

Oh, this is NOT a "yuan" entry, its one dats full of excitement and enthusiasm. (Note the excessive and abusive use of exclamation marks.)

Let's back track to 2 weeks ago:

I just enrolled myself in a course at Wonderland University! (they literally call it that name, just change "wonderland" to my company's.)

So excited! Apparently ALL employees (perm and contract) are students in the University and we need to enrol ourselves (via the intranet) in courses relevant to our "field". Some are compulsory, some are not. For those employees without a PC of their own (mainly production), they can sign up for the course and attend a lecture and complete it "manually" too.

Okies, back to my course.

Its an online course and after enrolling into it and choosing to take it right away, I was brought to a powerpt screen. My laptop's my tutor cum lecturer. As I go thru the slides, one question popped up in my head. "Is there gonna be a test or quiz at the end of the course? If so, do I need to jot down notes not?" To be safe, I took out my notebook and started jotting down notes. Just like schooling days. I quite enjoy it, even though I do felt stupid at times.

Ah ha! I was right! There was indeed a quiz! Just 4 qns and I got 3/4! Argh! So difficult! Considering myself of extraordinary calibre and the questions to be of normal standards, I thot I would get full marks! I will not be discouraged. It's only my first module. Just warming up.

With dat, I completed the course! And even got a certificate for it! So happy! My first module and cert from Wonderland University sia!

Here's wat it says:

This certifies that ZOLYNN ONG has completed *ABC1234 (Course name) on the 07 April 2005.
Credit hours: 0.5.

*Name has been changed to protect the course.

Still got credit hours somemore huh? Like our modular credits in Uni last time!
So CUTE!!!!

Let me see what other courses I wanna enrol in. Maybe I could become a Wonderland scholar!

Recently, I am beginning to feel that I'm while-ing my time away, I'm wasting my youth. Yeah.

Life has started to become meaningless. Wake up, go to work, work, eat, work, go home, eat, watch tv and sleep. Then the entire routine starts all over again the next day. Weekends are spent on gym, bible studies, stuffing myself with food, watching tv and doing nothing.

I have no goal in life. I know what I want but things just don't happen the way I want it to. It seems to come so naturally and easily for people around me. Is there something awfully wrong with me?

I feel like leaving everything behind and just go away. Back packing or luxurious travelling. Anything with no material worries.

I'm so sick and tired of leading such a mundane life, and the thought of having to live such a life for the next 30 years of my life is certainly very depressing.

Either I need a new hobby or I need a man.

AAS #003: Forgive and Forget?

Do these 2 "F"s go together?

To me, they don't.

I forgive, but why should I forget? Some might argue that it is impossible to forgive when you don't forget. If we remember it, it means that we have not let it go. Is this really true?

Let's look at this from the other viewpoint. If we forget, does it always mean we forgive? Some people try to throw that bit of the most painful memories to the end of the world. Either through means of another relationship or through work or simply destroying all things that reminds them of the bitter times and etc. Is it really workable? Will he/she erase that part of their memories completely? Even if he/she does, it doesn't mean that he/she has forgiven all the damages done to him/her.

If relationships are called matters of the "heart", why are we using our "brain" to resolve what came from the heart? Shouldn't we tackle the root of the problem? As a Chinese saying goes, " Jie ling hai xu xi ling ren" (The best person who can untie the bell is the one who tied it in the first place). It only goes to show that only when our heart has forgiven the person, then are we able to let the matter go. Which brings us back to my main point. We forgive at heart, but we do not need to forget.

Why should we forget anyway? Of course, Aunt Aggie strongly discourages aimlessly harping on these tramautic experiences and holding onto unappreciative partners. But when we forgive, we already release ourselves from such unneccessary emotional torture.

All memories are precious to us as learning lessons in life. Good memories bring us joy and laughter. Even up till this day. So what use are of bad memories then? Yes! Correct! As useful learning experiences in life. Notice that the more times a toddler falls in his/her attempts to learn to walk, the faster he/she picks it up? We learn best from our own mistakes.

This applies to relationships too. Its part and parcel of building a strong foundation. Although sometimes you heard people say that they feel like they've known their partners for an entire lifetime, it doesn't happen 99% of the time. Not even your parents know you for an entire lifetime. We go through difference phases in life. Family took a large part of our life as a child, then we slowly proceeded to friends and confidates as we started schooling and then came our life partners and working colleagues, for the majority of us. Since he/she wasn't there for the previous part of your life, how can you expect that he/she knows your entire thoughts and feelings and your relationship to be smooth sailing and without differences at all?

What matters most is how you deal with these conflicts and differences. Ask yourself, why are we arguing over this same thing again? Is it because he/she repeats the "mistake" (at least in your eyes it is a mistake) because he/she can't change for you or is it you who can't accept that*? (*That : the fact that he/she can't change or the mistake.)

If so, and its affecting the relationship so much, perhaps the two of you need to reconsider continuing? Of course, if you two can compromise and solve it together and not let it be a problem anymore, then congrats! You've succeeded in bringing the relationship to another level!

So, make every "wrong" in a relationship a constant reminder not to repeat mistakes that will hurt the one you love. And treasure all moments that you have with each other.

Worked on AAS #003 till 12am last nite and as I clicked the button to publish, my pc hanged!

Issit blogspot or issit me?

Tamade.

Heaven Plays Sport of Man

Sometime back, I casually made a wish; I wish dat my future partner would be tall, dark and handsome. It was so damn casual dat I threw it at the back of my mind. Until...

I met Blackie in Thailand. Would never ever link this "romantic" encounter to my lousy casual wish until one of my ex-colleague reminded me, "Hey, thot u wanted a tall, DARK and handsome boyfriend? Blackie is tall not? Blackie is dark for sure! And Blackie might be considered handsome in his country! See, God granted you your wish!"

*thunderstorm*

For a moment I broke out in cold sweat.

Boy was I glad dat Blackie toned down and the matter sort of diminished after just a while. For a while I thot I was looking too much into it.

I was given a gentle reminder dat I was still under this wretched spell this morning.

It was 7.45am and I was walking doubly fast because I had to catch the 7.50 bus. As I approached the bus stop, someone just came in front of me and stopped me.

Then he said, "Hi, I see u almost every morning. So u stay ard this area too and take bus to work from here? Oh, I hope I've not scared you, just wanted to say hi since I see u here quite frequently."

Whatever his intention was, I must say I was irritated. I was in a hurry to catch my bus and due to the lack of sleep, I was totally grouchy. If he had wanted to get to know me, he chose a wrong timing and it was a totally lousy and crappy pick-up line.

"I see u here every morning" ==> Thanks for the attention. But its not mutual. Sorray.

"So u stay in this area too" ==> Ber den? Stay in Woodlands and den start walking all the way to Tampines to this bus stop ah?

"take the bus to work from here" ==> I didn't know I could take the MRT at a BUS-STOP. No go work den wake up so bloody early for wat? Ass itchy ah? And I didn't know when skirt and heels became uniforms for schools. Do I look dat young to be schooling anyway?

If he had no watsoever intention mentioned above, den I muz say he muz be a really BO LIAO or crazy person. Alright, alright, not gonna a meanie. He's just being friendly. Well, den he can always go strike a conversation with the curry puff hawker at the bus stop. He's there EVERYDAY too.

So how does this connect in any way to my curse? Well....

This super bo liao person is an Indian.

*thunderstorm again*

Tall (taller than me), Dark (okie lah, I muz say he can't fight Blackie on this but is rather fair for an Indian but still darker than normal) and Handsome (not bad lah).

God, this is a joke rite?

Dreamland

I just discovered an interesting place to sit down and collect my thoughts. And of coz, its the perfect place to dream, in broad daylight.

Picture this: You are sitting on what should be the 3rd storey of a HDB flat, with a clear view of six luxuriously furnished tennis courts. All surrounded by the beautiful green lush of mother nature. Avid tennis lovers and luminious tennis balls complemented the courts perfectly. The sun's just starting to set and you can feel the evening breeze across your face and hair gently. Perfect view, perfect weather, perfect music, perfect mood.

For a moment, contentment just filled me. I feel so lucky just to be able to enjoy all the simple things in life.

At this pt, Guang Liang's "Tong2 Hua4" came in and I was brought into a totally different dimension. Tennis ==> DT!

We are meeting to have a game with his best pals from JC. As usual, he got there earlier than me. There he stood, all geared up for his favourite activity. I'm not exactly a tennis person, but anything's fun with him. Much as I enjoyed the game and him, my body simply couldn't keep up with the intensity of the sport and him, sensing that, suggested dat I shd take a break. I was elated that he gave the "green light" for official "off-duty". Yay.

I moved on to get a cooling drink of Kiwi flavoured Gatorade and is sitting at a distance watching him conquering the court with his Olympical tennis skills. As the chorus sang, "I wanna transform myself into the angel in your fairytale, stretching out my arms and turning them into wings to protect you." I would be just like his angel, watching over him and protecting him from all harm. So blissful...

Right at this timely moment, I was disrupted by an sms from my fren. Wah lau!

Working Out

Didn't have time to blog during the weekend. I was too busy doing nothing.

Muscles are starting a revolution because I went gym-ing last Sat. Hougang Gym- Great environment, great equipment, great company, great workout. One thing dats not dat great. Lousy instructor.

Gym instructors seem to have a thing for me. I always get very friendly and helpful instructors whenever I go to a public gym. Perhaps they could "see" that I do need PROFESSIONAL help. Or perhaps, I just attract the "sporty" guys. Ha. This is not funny at all.

Well, despite the presence of nosey instructors, I'm frequenting (is there such a word at all?) the gym. I love it too much. Oops, will I be attacting potential fan stalkers huh? Please arm yourself with a club sandwich for me if you ever intend stalk me there k? Thanks hah.

Caught an interesting show on TV last nite. Starred by Maggie Q. Woo~ the gals in there have great bodies! I'm so inspired to work my body out! Women look so much nicer in tight fitting clothes than men. And I dun wanna let this privilege go to waste. But its a damn cruel show sia. Not recommended for the faint-hearted and kids.

Realised that despite the fact that my muscles are aching, I feel so much alert and energised after working out. I have to make my body stronger. Fell sick at least once a mth since I started working in Wonderland. I used to only fall sick once a year when I was schooling sia. Could be signs of aging too.

There's this feeling of "buay song" -ness in me. There are simply too many things that irritate me nowadays.

My life is like rojak. Totally messed up. I feel like I'm losing myself.

Cruelties of life forced me to grow up. Mentally. I hate facing reality. Really. Life is not a bed of roses, I know. Life is full of ups and downs, I know. There are pple who will hurt you, especially close ones, I know. I am prepared for this world. But it still sucked when reality shows me how REAL such cruelties are.

Get those claws away from me! Stop polluting my mind! Quit playing mind games with me!

AAAAAAAAARRRRRRRGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH.....

I can't take it anymore.

I'm blacking out.

Return of the OLD "Yuan" Queen

Sorry to disappoint a lot of pple. BIG FAT ZOZO's BACK!

I can't believe how childishly I reacted over this plagiarism thingy. Plagiarism only mah. Chey! What's with the big fuss over it anyway? Nah. Thought things through. Dat plagiarism thief can go ahead and copy, because she will not get her way. In fact, I GOT MY WAY. Hahaha... My first "faithful"disciple. Soon, before you guys even know and realise it, you will be all under MY control! *evil witch laughter*

Oh, one more thing. Be warned that this entry also marks the comeback of the "yuan" Queen. I feel like a fish outta water without "yuan-ing". I simply LOVE "yuan-ing". Its just totally me.

Don't try to change me because you love me. Love me by accepting what I am, not who I am.

IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT

Dear all,

This plagiarism thingy is getting on my nerves.

Decided dat I would stop blogging until I get it settled because I dun wan the culprit to copy more of my works and styles and get away with it.

Ta,
Zozo

I will not be Pissed

I've always lament about superficial guys are, and dat explains y I'm still here. On the shelf. New and nice.

One day, one of my frens told me dat its because I "yuan" too much. Dat was wat are scaring those guys off. Despite the fact dat I told her I only "yuan" to close pple and those close pple are either gals or NOT in my "potentials" kinda list, she insisted dat I shd stop "yuan-ing" and dat will increase my chances of getting hitched.

Okie. One more chance for you guys out there. Prove to Lilin dat you are not superficial! Show her!

Because of this, my following entry, which was supposed to be SUPER "yuan", will not be "yuan".

Its 1.50pm now and I am a happy gal typing this entry on my laptop. Ohh... in like 10 mins time, I will make my appearance to my new dept and get started on my new job! I am so so excited! Oh... I am such a happy gal.

Wats makes me more happy is that I've not had lunch yet. Oh yeah! And its great to skip lunch! Great way to burn those excessive calories and fats accumulated all these years. Woo~ I'm so happy to be able to have this chance to skip lunch. Its such a wonderful experience!

*grrrr*

Oh, oops! Man, dats not my stomach protesting. Its your hallucination lah. Just skip one lunch mah, where got can get soooo hungry one??? Oh, and it doesn't matter dat I have gastric lah. Its okie actually. It wouldn't act up one. No worries. Coz I'm a happy gal mah. Happy can liao. No need to eat and worry about getting gastric pains.

Oh, and I shouldn't blame MIC also. Its not her fault dat she cannot finish her report. Its not her fault dat she told me to give her half an hour at 12.45pm. Its not her fault to make Zozo wait at her desk like an idiot for a whole 1 hour. Its not her fault to ignore Zozo's hints via msn and emails dat her half an hour is up. Its not her fault dat she is so irresponsible. Zozo shd thank her for giving Zozo's gastric a chance to act up and lose some weight! How often can Zozo's gastric act up now dat she has been so careful about her diet? Finally! Should pop champagne man!

Actually, its Zozo's fault! Who asked Zozo to be so nice to wait for her? Rite? Zozo shouldn't take MIC's word for real. She shd make a prediction by looking at the "stars" and know that MIC cannot finish her report on time. She shd. She shd.

But nvm! Despite the fact dat Zozo skipped lunch, the world is still revolving! Woohoo! Celebrate! And Zozo is damn positive and happy dat the world is still revolving! And guess wat? Her stomach is revolving too! Woohoo! Another reason to celebrate.

I am a happy gal and I am not a bit hungry.

I've Been Robbed

Not of my money. But of my intellectual property. I'm a victim of plagiarism.

Argh... side effects of fame.

Antidotes, anyone?

Fright Ride

Came in to work with a white face today. Nope, not power whitening mask. Reckless taxi driver, yeah.

Everything went well until we (me and the taxi uncle) saw the "signboard" before Tampines Road that says " Accident near Punggol exit, Massive Jam, Exit at Tampines Road".

Damn. Accident again. Always got accidents on Monday mornings one leh. So many kayu drivers in Singapore sia.

I suggested to the taxi uncle to take the route from Hougang by the Tampines Road exit instead. Which idiot would wanna be stuck in a jam?

"Oh, u in hurry ah?" Uncle asked.

"Yah, yah" I answered.

Bo liao question followed by a bo liao answer. Of coz I in hurry lah! If not I take taxi for wat???Assuming I am one of those pple who has too much money to throw down the drain and is taking a taxi although not in hurry, who would wanna get stuck in a traffic jam, where vehicles jerk every 30secs after moving 30cm and braking??? Will puke leh! Siao ah?

Okie. Nvm. I'm a nice gal, so will forgive uncle. Little did I know dat my reply sparkled off the "woohoo-finally-i- can-put-my-racing-skills-to-test" in uncle.

The next 5 mins was spent whisking his taxi in between vehicles in on relatively crowded road. Our taxi was practically only 10 cm apart from any vehicle. One time, he even went hot on heels on one motorcycle, almost touching his butt. Poor motorcyclist. My blood pressure was taken on a roller coaster ride. Tried to calm myself down till I saw the speedo-meter-- 100km/hr. I dun believe it. This speed on normal roads? That's the speed limit for expressways (extreme right lane) right? Correct me if I'm wrong, coz I passsed my basic theory like 5 years ago.

This uncle is absolutely crazy!!! Road hazard sia. For a moment I felt so guilty as an accomplice. Shdn't have said I was in a hurry at all.

Terror was not over.

We stopped at a traffic light and uncle was narrating a story where a couple tried to complain about him.

"Dat time ah, I was fetching a couple from Woodlands to KK hospital, den the wife was in pain, i thot she giving birth soon, so I just all the way ah! Whoa, took only 15mins and they complain of me dangerous driving ah. I where got dangerous? They in hurry mah. I am a PERFECT driver. More than 30 years of drving experience. I can even use my left hand to control the steering wheel and use my right hand to change gear ah! See, see..."

With this, he DEMOSTRATED how to use his right hand to change the gear! And left the steering wheel dangling there! He did this while we were moving on the road! Aaaaaahhhhhh......... Uncle uncle! I believe u, I believe you. No need to demo can? Smart lah, smart lah! God. My heart was in my mouth.

All I had in my mind was,

"Die lah, kena accident den I gotta be witness issit?"
"How to be witness hah?"
"To say the truth or not?"
"Will crazy uncle terrorize me if I told the truth?"
"Will I get police protection not?"
"Will the police officer protecting me be handsome not?"
"If got protection means cannot go home lah?"
"Aiyah! Forget to buy Rara's food! Die lah, under police protection can go out and buy rabbit food not?"
"Damn! The can of Pringles I kept in my cupboard! Sure saye khor!"

I tink too much again.

Thanking my lucky stars, I landed in Wonderland in ONE piece.

The government should do something about road hazards like this one.

Love Nest

My title sounds rather scandalous huh? Yo...What were you guys tinking?

Went to a jie mei's new home yesterday. Its weird dat its our first visit to her hse because she got married like, last June?

Her house's beautiful! Like those featured in those lifestyle magazines? Theme: Futuristic and WHITE. Yup. All white. It's rather impractical for lazy bums like me, coz level of maintainence = very high. Never expect Hoho to have such good taste. Maybe its her husband lah. Haha.

But its so nice! I like! Well, tink part of the reason I liked it was because its their love nest. Full of love in the house. Illustrated by the lovey-dovey couple pics, love notes to each other via "notice board" and all things that come in pairs (cushions etc). Woohhhh...

Oh... when can I ever have my own love nest?

I have some excited requests from fans about wanting to try the test.

Here it is!

http://www.geocities.com/jing_miki/whoattracttoyou.htm


Eh, let me know your results ah!

"You Attract Sporty Guys"

This was the result I got from doing a "test" from a fren's website.

This test was supposed to analyse what type of guys would be most attracted to me. Highly recommended by my fren coz she said it was really accurate. Well...

Here's the detailed analysis (Its in Mandarin lah, but I translated it to English):

Simply put, sporty guys are attracted to you. Because they are very afraid of "Ma2 Fan2" (damn, wats the ang moh translation for this???), they love going out with innocent(I am innocent meh?) and straightforward (Yeah, this one's accurate. I hate going in circles) gals like you. The part that most attract you to them is that they do not have to engage in "deep" and intellectual conversations when they are with you. (Is this a compliment at all?)

"Zun"(accurate) meh???

From previous experience... not really leh. Hmm... maybe I didn't get to "see" their sporty side.

Hey! DT is sporty! *winks* I got chance! Yay!

Under the Weather

I've succumbed to the flu virus.

My head feels like it weighs a thousand tonnes.

My entire body feels weak.

My throat's burning.

I can't think and write properly.

More blogging when I get better.

Updates On Rara

Hey pple, tink I promised to blog about this but I forgot.

Made an appt with Dr. Chua on Sat because she wanted to:

1. Check on progress of Rara's recovering wound.

2. Conduct tests to determine reasons for Rara's blood in urine.

3. Examine discharge from Rara's left eye.

So, this was wat happened.

1. Rara's wound had shrunk quite a bit. Probably about 50%. And there was still thick layer of dead skin forming onto her wound. Dr. Chua pulled out watever she could (yes, she practically pulled). And even scrapped off some which was very near her skin. Gruesome sight. Yet I wanted to kaypoh and see. Ha. But got wobbly legs and almost blacked out after just 10mins. Got to be carried out by Mummy. Sia suay. I knew I could never be a surgeon.

2. Couldn't get any Rara's urine sample. Because she simply refused to pee dat day. Too bad. So, no tests could be conducted.

3. Dr. Chua suspected its a bacterial infection. Again. How come always bacteria one hah? Or maybe she gave me a damn "chim" reason and I did not register lah. She shaved off all fur ard her left eye (My Rara looked really hideous then. But now fur starting to grow. Looking cute again) and prescribed some eye drops and cream for application ard Rara's eye.

On top of all these, Dr. Chua found out dat Rara's urinary duct's inflamed. Poor gal. All red and sore there. And we didn't realise. But then, who in the right mind would flip over over and look THERE??? Not trying to say dat Dr. Chua's siao lah. Dats her job.

Okie. So now I have to clean Rara's wound, apply cream and powder on it, then drop eye drops into her eyes, then apply cream around her left eye, then flip her over and clean her inflamed urinary duct, then apply cream on it, then apply powder on it, flip her back and put her back in her cage. So much more work. *sign*

And I came out of the clinic $133 poorer.

This rabbit's costing me a lot of money and time.

Damn.

I dun mean to swear early in the morning but wat happened last nite was infuriating indeed.

Was typing or rather, TYPED a full entry on updates on Rara when I got disconnected from the net. Apparrently, knowing that I would not be able to upload dat entry, I attempted to copy and paste my text in a word document and failed. Blogspot doesn't allow me to do dat, perhaps being the tech-goondo, I dunno how to copy and save my entries shd I get disconnected typing halfway. Anyone can help me on this?

Going to re-type it all over again, because I know some of you are rather concerned about how Rara's doing, and will try my best to make it as interesting as the entry last nite. No promises though.

AAS #002: Answer this...

"Do you love him?"

"Emm..."

Its such a simple question, with simple answers. Yes, or No. And yet, how many of us have the true answer to this question?

Its easy to start a relationship. But so hard to keep it. Many a times, a lot of us are in a relationship for the wrong reasons, and we don't realise it.

Companionship

No man's an island. Loneliness's one of the worst things to bear. Given a choice, nobody wants to be lonely. Well, gotta be careful here. Being lonely is different from being ALONE. Loneliness an emotion, being alone is an action. Being alone is a choice, feeling lonely's an uncontrollable situation. Get it?

Therefore, we gotta be clear about this. Do you want to ask him or her out because you wanted to get that skirt or shirt from Takashimaya? Or you asked him or her out because you wanted him or her to share the joy of getting that skirt or shirt? I hope this illustration's clear enough.


Routine

We are all nostalgic people. Have you ever felt sad leaving a place because you think you'll miss the chair, table, computer and even the smell of the toilet there? We develop feelings for even non-living things. Let alone a man or woman we loved or once loved. A lot of people mistaken this "feeling of nostalgic-ness" for love.

Also, some couples think of moving to the next stage of their relationship because its TIME to. Its comes naturally as the next right thing to do. We've been together for 4 years already, the next step's to get married. Okie, let's get married. Oh, time flies and we've been married for 2 years already, the next step is to have a child, let's have one. Blah blah. You wanna get married because you are ready to spend the rest of your life with him or her or because the 3rd batch of new flats at Punggol 21 are open for bids?


Time and Tide Waits for No Man

I personally think the above phrase's even more true for women. All the signs of aging would start to appear after we hit the BIG 30. Or even before that. Our value depreciates faster than the Rupiah after 25. Plus, there is this overwhelming pressure from friends who get attached one after another, anxious parents, grandparents, cousins, uncles, aunties, ahhhh... And there he or she was, not bad, could be better, but not bad, so we grab him or her.

This is one of the reasons why many chose to hang on to a problematic relationship, despite the fact that all odds are against them. They simply have no time to "source" or wait for another partner to come along.


Riding on a Donkey While Looking Out for a Horse

This is a literal translation from the Chinese idiom, "Qi2 Luu2 Xun2 Ma3". Values and morals have been eroded by the so-called worldy desires and self-assumed bench-marks that people no longer just find "The One" and live happily ever after. There's simply too much uncertainty in whether "The One"'s gonna appear and thus people claim to be "forced" to accept anyone who just happens to be there first. It is no longer morally wrong to ditch someone because he's simply not rich or good-looking enough, or she's simply not slim or virtuous enough. So, many might think, what's wrong with putting downpayment for a 3 room HDB flat first and then upgrade to a 4 room or bigger one later? Nothing to lose.

Yeah, right. But sadly, these people fall into the trap of what is referred to as " The Search for The Better One" cycle. They just go round and round, shifting from one flat to another, and eventually realise that the very first 3 room HDB flat he or she bought previously was the one he or she wanted to live in forever! Very likely, this cosy 3 room's flat's gonna be taken. Too bad.


Its a Beautiful Shell

You love him because he's tall, dark, handsome and most importantly rich. You love her because she's beautiful, has an hour-glass figure, is gentle and makes real good steaks. Superficial? But true. Many get illusionised that they've got the right guy or girl because of the compliments people on the road give to them. Its just like getting a fire-engine red convertable when you have a family of 10. Getting a mini bus might have been a better choice, but people get assured that they've made the right choice from the "Oohs" and "Wows" they get at Orchard Road.


Does any of the above sound familiar to you? Perhaps you know of someone who's been in it before, or perhaps you're in it right at this moment!

There's no right or wrong reasons to be in a relationship actually. Just reasons like the above, which might camouflage our true feelings and make relationships vulnerable to sudden attacks. Couples out there, maybe you wanna spend some time seriously thinking about what Aunt Aggie has said. And hopefully all of you would be able to say it out loud and clear, "YES! I LOVE HIM/ HER!"

Clause: The above reasons are the more common ones as recorded in the the archives of Aunt Aggie's files. And again, the above reasons and analogies are what is correct and clear from Aunt Aggie's point of view. Aunt Aggie, or this blog, has no legal obligations to whatever negative implications the content has to the actions and thoughts of any living creature.

Sorry, Sorry, SORRY!

My AAS#002's late. I noe I noe...

I've let all my fans down. I noe I noe...

Its unethical for me not to adhere to the deadline. I noe I noe...

I've failed in my role. Totally. I noe I noe...


BUT, can I have a chance for redemption not?

I knew you all are nice pple... pleassseeeee??? *signature puppy eyes*

SMoooccch... I knew you guys would give me another chance!!!

Okie. Here's wat happened.

Started on this 2nd issue like donkey years ago. Or shd I say, I ATTEMPTED to start on it donkey years ago. However, your dearest Aunt Aggie couldn't make up her mind on the topic of this 2nd issue! I gave a title, wrote a paragraph, and den realised its not good a topic enough and deleted both the title and dat paragraph, and den decided I shd come back with a better topic the next day. Well, then the same thing happened the next day and this cycle went on and on till last Friday.

Wrote quite a constructive bit last Friday and I was super sure I would be able to get it out by Sat. Then, on dat fateful Saturday, as I tried to continue, I realised I wanna deleted the topic and watever constructive bit I wrote again! Damn. I couldn't give up. Simply not, for the sake of all fans. So I tried to get into the "Aunt Aggie Mode" by dimming the lights in my room (basically I juz switched off all lights except the one beside my bed), lighting some aroma therapy thingy, got my dose of Ribena (real cold) by my computer and playing real sentimental music in the background. I thot I was all set. As I embarked to continue on this 2nd issue, I...


started to feel SLEEPY. *yawns*

Hahaha... yeah yeah. I can imagine the looks on your faces.

"You PIG! We waited for like 4 bloody weeks and you are telling us we're gonna miss #002 because you wanna SLEEP???"

Calm down, calm down.

At least I'm honest rite? Dun I deserve credit for being truthful? Hmm?

Its all the dimming of lights and lighting of aroma-therapy thingy's fault lah! And my bed's simply too hard to resist. Especially when Mummy just bought me a new pillow. I knew I just had to try dat. Rite, rite? *Puppy eyes again*

Okie, so I told myself dat I would still have Sunday.

I was awaken by the sound of some elephant walking in and outta my room, occassionally dropping bombs (in the form of clothings or books or watever) onto my feet. Somehow, I thot I heard the wake-up call from Mummy. "Bee, sun shining onto your fat ass liao still dun wanna wake up issit?", "Bee, dun sleep liao, wake up and fold your clothes!" (dat explains the clothy bombs), "BEE, STILL DUN WANNA WAKE UP AH???".

"Replied" Mummy with occassional "Orh"s and "Em"s. But was still cruising in Dreamland. Then, Mummy decided to use the last resort.

"Bee, u sure u dun wanna wake up? Your breakfast's getting cold oh..."

Dats the trick man! Way to go, Mum!

I got up. Heez.

Had a hearty breakfast and was just getting down to warm up for #002 when Mummy decided it was "Spring Cleaning Sunday". Aaaiiiyyyaaahhh....

Spent the entire day clearing up just one corner of my room and was super tired at dinner time. Had a hearty dinner (I usually make sure all my meals are hearty) and wanted to settle down to working on AAS after checking out wats on TV.

As I was surfing the channels, hey! I saw a back-dated Stephen Chow's show! Used to love his shows back when I was in Primary School and this one's one of the classics. "Tao2 Xue2 Wei1 Long2 Part II" ! I like I like!

I had to watch it.

The show ended at 9.30pm and I went on to watch Zhang Fei's lousy Taiwanese Variety show, occassionally surfing in to Ch 8 Jacky Wu's one for Ruhua. Happily enjoying myself surfing the channels and realised dat its a freaking 11am already. Oh. Bedtime. Went to bed and totally forgot all about AAS.

Damn.

Scold me! Curse me! Throw rotten eggs at me! Put me in a guni sack and thrash me! Tell DT my weight! Burn my bed and new pillow!

Yeah, I agree its a rather shitty explanation.

But, at least its true. Hor?

Its a Beautiful Day

Today's a beautiful day because:

1. Ah Bui's safely home!

Dad and Mummy (she fell asleep waiting for him) waited the entire nite for him because he did not bring his keys with him and is supposed to reach hme at 4am today. Well, tink plane got delayed or he went shopping at duty-free, coz he reached home only at 6am. Poor Mummy and Dad. Waited for 2 entire hours in kan cheong-ness. Yeah, I was sleeping like a log since 10pm. The "sleep trance" caught up with me again.

Got awaken by the thundering conversation between Ah Bui and Mummy. Pissed. But, pissed-ness went away almost immediately because Mummy bought breakfast and Ah Bui got me a pressie from Thailand! So happy! (See? I'm so easy to please actually.)

2. Its Friday!

My favourite day of the week. This Friday, particularly, been long awaited. Because... I'm meeting my ex-shitty hole colleagues! Most of us are ex-es now, except for Aunty Krisytne, who still warming her ass there. Dun warm too long hor, will get "chao tar" if you dun exercise enough caution wor.

Going to a new place for dinner with them, then most probably moving on to ktv-ing after dat. I hope the food there is nice. Or at least filling. Ha.

3. I lost 1 kg!

Not much lah. But better than nothing. Have been feeling so low in self-esteem since I've grown fatter and this is very much a motivation for me to do better. Its a good start.


It seems dat things have made a turn for the better these days. Was suffering from mild depression a few mths back. You guys didn't notice, rite?

Didn't have much luck in my job-search and my financial resources were depleting at "lode-runner (or "road runner", watever, who cares anyway) rate. No money, no funny. Worse still, I gained so much weight dat I couldn't even bear to take a second look at myself. Its no wonder I dun have any "yan yu s" (romantic encounters) then. Come to tink of it, its been quite some time since I met "guai shu shu s".

Hmm...

Slimmer= Supposedly prettier=More guai shu shus= Frantic situations.

Damn. Life is full of dilemmas.

Calling Out to Rabbit Lovers!

Hey! Everyone! Anybody interested to join the House Rabbit Society (http://www.hrss.net) with me???

Join lah, join lah... I wanna join but cannot find khakis leh. All my frens are cold-blooded creatures. *humph*

The rabbits would be sooooo cute! Nice and cuddly somemore. Singles out there! Research has shown dat pets are an avenue for higher chances of romance! See? Got added value! For the attached ones, can go there and learn how to give tender loving care and be patient with your partners mah. Can get free entertainment from me also. Good deal wat. Rite? Rite? Huh? Huh?

JOIN LAH... *puppy eyes*

*puppy eyes turned to cold stare*

Nvm, decided dat I shall go ahead and join even if you materialistic, unfeeling, self-centred assholes are not interested. I can go join with my Rara. *humph again* Who knows, I might meet my tall, dark and handsome CHINESE male there. And he's definitely gonna be a rabbit lover. And my Rara will her dream 'Ra" also. Woohoo~ Then you pple are so gonna regret it. So so regret it. *humph to the power of infinity*