I've been busy

New Year came and gone with too much heaty food and alas, I'm sick. Thats what no rest and bad food does to you. But over the past 1 week it was really great to see family I havent seen in SOOOOO many years and listen to alot of dialect which happens when entire familes get together. I really enjoyed just listening to people talk.

Despite being sick since about the 2nd or 3rd day of new year, I've been doing ALOT of shopping. That includes a heck of alot of pants and suit jackets, shoes shoes shoes, and a big fat mac. *grin*. ANOTHER ONE!!!! hur hur hur. Many things are coming up. Big changes ahead. I'm shivering in my pants.

So with a sore throat, a sore head and a sorely stuffed nose, i leave you with this.

I know right. its like the cutest thing ever.



Lula coming by my desk while i was working for a little huggs.

Exhaustion

this is exhaustion.


Ryce catching a nap after my own 15 min power nap at vanessa's place. I wasnt the only one washed out this week.

I am exhausted. Its been a l o n g week. Projects (all rushed) popped out of nowhere. I saw myself on the cell phone, lap top and numerous car errands all week long. Sleep was but a stranger.

And if I was so blessed to have alittle time to sleep, my mind was plagued with little worries of things up and coming in my life.

I need solid undisturbed sleep. Somehow I wish this was a regular weekend and not Chinese New Year weekend. I have no strength to look for CNY clothes at this 11th hour.

Exhaustion.

Sometimes We Forget

The girls have been educating me in the art of karaoke lately, and honestly, I believe they regret their actions immensely. Just when I make an effort to try, they shudder at the thought of me trying to get close to the mic and shriek like hyenas at the sight of me line dancing.

To my Friends I say.

Hey. Do you love me?
If you do, for better or worse,
Croaking or Crooning,
Love Me.

I dont usually do this,
and I never thought I would.
But here goes.
Because I mean it.
Think about it.

太多决定需要我们去选择
担心会犯错 难免会受挫
幸好一路上有你陪我
与你分享的快乐
胜过独自拥有
至今我仍深深感动

Nothing changes.
We are still the same people.

The Dentist Again

My tooth has been aching for 2 days now, since my last visit to the dentist. It was an excruciating visit seeing that the dentist had to save a decaying tooth at the back. The decay was so bad a root canal was an option. No, its not that I dont brush my teeth, but according to the dentist, the reason for this horrific decay was my excessive consumption of coca-cola and sweets. And sugar with tea.

Great.

So cut out the coke, because coca-cola is so acidic is eats away at my teeth, and unreachable spots at the back suffer first.

Second, stop taking sugar with my tea. Kidding me right? In his words...

" You can take sugar, just maybe those diet-non-sweetening-sugar types. But you have to pick wisely, because the normal sugar will cause teeth decay and the other sugar causes kidney failure".

???!!!

Sorry Mr. Dentist, but if I get my priorities right, the teeth can go, the kidneys stay.

Siao.

Interesting Day, Interesting Week, Interesting Thoughts

I must say, I'm not sure when was the last time I was this sick, for this long. The chills and sore throat hit me early Sunday and by Monday I was ready to bury myself in bed for eternity. Unfortunately, for several unforseen reasons, I saw myself running about those few days running a few errands here and there despite the body aches, come-and-go-fevers and absolutely hellish sore throats. Rain did little to help me, and outside paragon while desperately rushing to buy a birthday present for a cousin, slipped and fell VERY UNGRACEFULLY. Worse than the longkang incident. I sat on the puddles for awhile before I reacted because I hurt my ass so badly. I got up and was ready to burst into sobs of self-pity. Really self-pity. Literally, I limped aside and took out my cell phone to call the mother and again, I repeat, in self-pity, said "Mummy, I fell down. I want to go home now". What a fucking baby.

Its Wednesday and my ass still hurts when I lift my leg.

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Tuesday was horrific, the fever and chills. I had been in bed for about 14 hours and was pretty sure Muse was not going to happen for me because I was so sick. My burnt mind debated back and forth for hours until I finally realized that if I didnt drag my sorry (achy) ass out of bed to go for the concert, I would only be clutching on to my ipod listening to their tracks in regret, in bed, wallowing in more self-pity. That, and I would waste $90. So I went.

No regrets.

So I couldn't jump and scream and head bang like the ang mohs in front who were having so much fun. But as steadily as I could stand and hold back the chills and watery eyes, I braved the crowd and silently enjoyed the concert. It was a tad bit short in my opinion but definitely a good show. I would endeavor to show pictures of it, but my cell phone pictures are just a blurry of lights.

3am came and again, I dragged my sick ass out of bed to go to the airport and picked a dear cousin whom I hadn't seen in years. He's 17 now. Boy, he's grown and changed. I was quite shocked. But I was VERY happy to see him.

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Wednesday. My mother and I found this in the Straits Times and I had to laugh, and then I felt sad after:

I've always known of this story about my grandfather being kidnapped, but it was only 2 weeks ago that my mother showed me the place where he was kidnapped when we passed by it at Changi. When I saw the snippet this morning I laughed at first because I thought it funny for them to bring it up after so many years but then later I got sad because I realized I was reading about my grandfather who died at my home 2 years ago while I was still stuck in Boston and was not allowed to come home. And now I clutch on to this because its the only thing I have that has any memory of him really. Its sad. I hold no articles belonging to my grandfather except a Japanese Banana Note.

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Today was also the day my Dad made me go with him to a business seminar/networking event at St. James Powerhouse. The Bellini Room. Very pleasant I must say. BUT. I was in abit of a dilemma because I was also supposed to be at the Project Superstar Finals at the exact same time. There was abit of a mix-up with the date and I found myself with tickets for the recording, and was not so happy that the father didnt bother asking if I had commitments and paid for my entry for this meeting without asking. I hate disappointing my parents so of course I obliged with the business appointment.

I left the event half an hour before it was due to end and rushed off to mediacorp. At that point, it was more mingling with other CEOs etc. and exchanging namecards which we already did for the first half hour at the event. My dad was also saying he was abit bored and disappointed by the turn out of companies involved so I took my cue to say it was time to go.

I came back from mediacorp to a father that gave me a complete guilt trip. He wasn't angry (that's really the worst part). Its more like "if you didn't leave, I would have stayed longer to mingle" and "how can you leave early when you went with me" and worse "so is Project Superstar more important than my event?"... I wanted to scream.

I kept my calm. I cannot cannot cannot take guilt trips, seriously. Was I really at fault? In a way, I see his point, but it was not fair either for him to say those things. I really tried my best to juggle my time and in my opinion, I did it fabulously tonight (mind you, still fighting back the fevers). He also kindly informed me at 1am that I am due to be at another event on Friday night, formally dressed and added "this one is big, no running off at 9pm to party".. Argh!! I'm not angry that I have to cancel a social engagement for these reasons. I just hate to be made to feel guilty over something I felt I didnt err. If it was just coffee tonight that I could be very late for, I would definitely give my dad undivided attention and time. But PS was something I looked forward to very much because of Vans' bro and wanted to be there.

Going on a guilt trip bothers me VERY much.

God. and I havent even started working for him. Shit.

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PS went way over my head tonight because I got there very late and missed most of it. I'm nervous for Nat to be honest but I'm going to give him my full support nonetheless. Tomorrow night, we will all be by the phones.

M2 people. Call and Vote. SMS. Don't forget. M2. Nathaniel Tan, Chen Kerng Bai.

I want to go to the indoor stadium and see him sing.

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2 more gulps of honey water and I'm off for some much needed rest.

Myth No More

The iphone is real.

Apple announced yesterday that iphone will be launching in June 2007, at the price of $499 (i'm assuming USD). Ipod, phone and internet surfing machine all at once, along with a sleek design, this phone kicks ass.

The phone runs on mac's OSX and the icons are pretty much the same cute icons and widgets you see on a mac itself. See, if you wanted to get an ordinary phone without all this stuff I guess iphone's pretty useless but i've been considering a pda for a long time for business purposes and I think iphone might just come in handy.

Iphone comes with a camera that is only 2 mpx but i really dont care. The phone comes in 4GB or 8GB with a beautiful 3.5in widescreen display.

The user interface for the phone function is super cool. You gotta go to the mac website to check out iphone's quick tours. The sms function comes with a full QWERTY keyboard and honestly, for a person who HATES msging, this is going to be a blessing.



Iphone comes with no stylus pen. Apple patented a new touchscreen technology they called "Multi-touch" which is basically the most advanced and smart touch screen device around. You use your finger to flip photos, pick music, make a call, jot down notes etc. etc. I'm not sure how well the entire touch screen thing will go down with me because i've never really used a phone like that before but I'm definitely looking forward for the iphone to come out so i can take it for a test drive.

yay.

The Eye

I found some treasures my brother has so kindly stashed for himself...

Shiiooook!

Kekeke. Ain't she a beauty???
The Vintage Nikon R8 Super 8mm Movie Camera

And then when you think its cool enough to find one vintage movie film camera...
TADAAA!

The Canon 518 SV Circa. 1970
8mm film, silent movie.

Wah siao liao.

This will be the year my FM10 and I get better acquainted.
When it comes to the big guns, the good ol' film still does it for me.

=))))