Why the hell did they get Xiaxue to be one of the females to encourage females to quit smoking?
She doesn't even smoke. Chey!!!
Anyway...
This is bad.
They are going to ban smoking at kopitiams within 1 year.
Then ban smoking in clubs within 2 years.
They have been talking about this for a while and I remember my initial reaction to the news. I was like... what were the kopitiam ah peks going to do now? They worked so hard all their lives and their only outlet was to hang out at kopitiams to get away from their wives for a while, and to enjoy some tsingtao/tiger/dunno-what-dog and cigs.
I went to a pub in New York 2 winters ago.
As I was approaching the pub, there was a huge crowd outside and I thought to myself,"Wah Lau!! Must queue in this freezing weather one ah This place so happening meh?" Then I realised that it was not a queue. They were smokers. Smoking is banned in all entertainment facilities in New York.
If a major city like New York is doing it, the isomorphic forces are too great for Singapore to resist. The authorities have gone on this Stop Smoking campaign using many measures. The 'barriers to entry' (minimum age, price), the 'scare tactics' (pictures on the pack, statistics on health risks/costs) and the 'inconvenience measures' (limiting smoking-friendly areas).
The first 2 didn't stop me.
I even collected all the pictures. I have a full set on my shelf.
My favourite is the one with the bleeding brain because I think the colour scheme is the nicest and goes best with Davidoffs Menthol Lights. I also told some people that if they collected all the pics, they could go to the Ministry of Health to redeem one free pack. =)))
But in the end, the 'inconvenience measures' have gotten to me.
I am going to quit.
I think it will help if they start limiting where I can get the cigs. Like only sell them in Tuas or something.
Ok, so what's the implementation plan?
Quitting smoking is like breaking up.
Some do the 拉拉扯扯, while others do the 快刀斩乱麻.
I think it's entirely up to the individual.
It's not that Cigs and I don't love each other anymore, but it's the situation that renders our relationship too difficult to carry on. I think we will 拉拉扯扯, until I get sick of the struggle.
Dear Cigs,
I still love you.
But this is really too tough for me.
I really cannot go through with this much longer.
Deep down inside, I know you are bad for me.
我知道，我就是喜欢你的坏.
But it is irrational for us to be together.
我们，是不可能天长地久的。
再这样下去，
我想，我可能会为了你而消失。
你不要误会。
我们之间，并没有出现第三者。
你带给我的快乐，是无以伦比的。
Thanks for the good times.
I will miss you.
仍然爱你的,
Blinkymummy.
Ok, from now onwards, I will cut down.
Sunday, July 31, 2005
Blogging Renders Me A Bigger Alien
Had lunch with my extended family at the revolving restaurant.
Wah lau... I was so giddy throughout lunch that I thought the food was crap. Or was the food really crappy. Cannot tell lah. Now still giddy.
Cousin: Oi... how's your London trip?
BM: Good.
Cousin: Show pictures leh. I wanna see.
BM: Read my blog. Everything is there. Complete with pictures.
Cousin: Can you be a bit normal and show us your holiday pics like everyone else?
BM: Cannot lah. Everything is on the blog.
--End of conversation--
Quite a few similar incidents with my friends too.
Friend: So, how are you?
BM: Ok lor.
Friend: What's happening in your life?
BM: Read my blog.
Friend: Can't you tell me?
BM: Cannot lah. I scared I miss out details. Just read my blog.
--End of conversation--
Incidents with new friends.
New Friend (NF): So, what do you do for a living?
BM: I work for the government.
NF: Oh... as what?
BM: Urban Planner.
NF: What do you for leisure?
BM: I blog. Have you read my blog?
NF: No? What else do you do?
BM: Everything is in my blog. Read it. www.blinkymummy.blogspot.com. That's 'Mummy' with a 'U', not 'O'. Or you can search for it on Google. I have a few pages. You can't miss it. Btw, do you have a blog?
NF: No.
BM: Oh ok.
--End of conversation--
Wah lau... I was so giddy throughout lunch that I thought the food was crap. Or was the food really crappy. Cannot tell lah. Now still giddy.
Cousin: Oi... how's your London trip?
BM: Good.
Cousin: Show pictures leh. I wanna see.
BM: Read my blog. Everything is there. Complete with pictures.
Cousin: Can you be a bit normal and show us your holiday pics like everyone else?
BM: Cannot lah. Everything is on the blog.
--End of conversation--
Quite a few similar incidents with my friends too.
Friend: So, how are you?
BM: Ok lor.
Friend: What's happening in your life?
BM: Read my blog.
Friend: Can't you tell me?
BM: Cannot lah. I scared I miss out details. Just read my blog.
--End of conversation--
Incidents with new friends.
New Friend (NF): So, what do you do for a living?
BM: I work for the government.
NF: Oh... as what?
BM: Urban Planner.
NF: What do you for leisure?
BM: I blog. Have you read my blog?
NF: No? What else do you do?
BM: Everything is in my blog. Read it. www.blinkymummy.blogspot.com. That's 'Mummy' with a 'U', not 'O'. Or you can search for it on Google. I have a few pages. You can't miss it. Btw, do you have a blog?
NF: No.
BM: Oh ok.
--End of conversation--
Nobody Cares
Moby put the poem(?) below up on his blog.
On Friday night, someone asked me what I was doing at home when I should out behaving crazily and having beer. I replied,"Though I have many people reading my blog, i.e. enjoy much company in cyberspace, I am very much alone offline."
I am an alien watched by thousands and 2 cats.
Nobody loves me,
Nobody cares,
Nobody picks me peaches and pears.
Nobody offers me candy and Cokes,
Nobody listens and laughs at my jokes.
Nobody helps when I get in a fight,
Nobody does all my homework at night.
Nobody misses me,
Nobody cries,
Nobody thinks I'm a wonderful guy.
So if you ask me who's my best friend, in a whiz,
I'll stand up and tell you that Nobody is.
But yesterday night I got quite a scare,
I woke up and Nobody just wasn't there.
I called out and reached out for Nobody's hand,
In the darkness where Nobody usually stands.
Then I poked through the house, in each cranny and nook,
But I found somebody each place that I looked.
I searched till I'm tired, and now with the dawn,
There's no doubt about it -
Nobody's gone!
- Shel Silverstein
To Moby:
Actually, I think the question is:
Why does everybody want somebody when nobody cares?
On Friday night, someone asked me what I was doing at home when I should out behaving crazily and having beer. I replied,"Though I have many people reading my blog, i.e. enjoy much company in cyberspace, I am very much alone offline."
I am an alien watched by thousands and 2 cats.
Nobody loves me,
Nobody cares,
Nobody picks me peaches and pears.
Nobody offers me candy and Cokes,
Nobody listens and laughs at my jokes.
Nobody helps when I get in a fight,
Nobody does all my homework at night.
Nobody misses me,
Nobody cries,
Nobody thinks I'm a wonderful guy.
So if you ask me who's my best friend, in a whiz,
I'll stand up and tell you that Nobody is.
But yesterday night I got quite a scare,
I woke up and Nobody just wasn't there.
I called out and reached out for Nobody's hand,
In the darkness where Nobody usually stands.
Then I poked through the house, in each cranny and nook,
But I found somebody each place that I looked.
I searched till I'm tired, and now with the dawn,
There's no doubt about it -
Nobody's gone!
- Shel Silverstein
To Moby:
Actually, I think the question is:
Why does everybody want somebody when nobody cares?
Saturday, July 30, 2005
Housewarming
Went for a colleague's housewarming.
He did the interior design.
I would say... Industrial Pop.
Commendable effort.
The picture is a bit dark coz the walls were grey and the lighting was rather dim lah!!
As I knew the party itself was gonna be bad, I dragged Moby along.
=))))
Before we went up to the apartment, we went to the 7-11 nearby to buy something to bring up. I bought 2 bottles of 100-Plus. Moby was making a lot of noise at the 7-11, saying something like 100-Plus was for sports meets and was definitely inappropriate for house-warming. I was amused and confused. I mean, the host said bring something to drink and I was in the mood for 100-Plus mah!! So was it the price or the choice of the beverage that was the problem?
As we were approaching the door, we saw the crazy footwear mess outside and I knew we were in for boredom. Some poser DJ was spinning nothing but some crap house music to fill up the already yuppie space. And the CD kept skipping. Wah lau!! Pirated one ah?!
Moby was so embarrassed about the 2 bottles of 100-Plus that he surreptitously abandoned them in some corner. HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!
I was so bored that I scribbled my blog address on the wall. <-- The wall was meant to be scribbled on lah!! Black wall with a box of chalk nearby?!!
People from the office were there.
And I said hi to some familar faces from the hall and from that dreadful time I was in Architecture.
There were so many people from the young architecture circle.
And as usual, there was that familiar air of pretense.
Nobody was really comfortable.
Yet, everybody was trying to look like they were into it.
I don't know why people bother to go for parties if they don't intend to have any fun. I mean, you go there, stand around, make some small talk, nurse a couple of beers and go home? Erm... What's the point? Thought people do these things at conventions, not at parties.
After 30 minutes, we realised that the point of that party wasn't to get wasted. So, I told the host that Moby was bored and we left. =))
He did the interior design.
I would say... Industrial Pop.
Commendable effort.
The picture is a bit dark coz the walls were grey and the lighting was rather dim lah!!
As I knew the party itself was gonna be bad, I dragged Moby along.
=))))
Before we went up to the apartment, we went to the 7-11 nearby to buy something to bring up. I bought 2 bottles of 100-Plus. Moby was making a lot of noise at the 7-11, saying something like 100-Plus was for sports meets and was definitely inappropriate for house-warming. I was amused and confused. I mean, the host said bring something to drink and I was in the mood for 100-Plus mah!! So was it the price or the choice of the beverage that was the problem?
As we were approaching the door, we saw the crazy footwear mess outside and I knew we were in for boredom. Some poser DJ was spinning nothing but some crap house music to fill up the already yuppie space. And the CD kept skipping. Wah lau!! Pirated one ah?!
Moby was so embarrassed about the 2 bottles of 100-Plus that he surreptitously abandoned them in some corner. HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!
I was so bored that I scribbled my blog address on the wall. <-- The wall was meant to be scribbled on lah!! Black wall with a box of chalk nearby?!!
People from the office were there.
And I said hi to some familar faces from the hall and from that dreadful time I was in Architecture.
There were so many people from the young architecture circle.
And as usual, there was that familiar air of pretense.
Nobody was really comfortable.
Yet, everybody was trying to look like they were into it.
I don't know why people bother to go for parties if they don't intend to have any fun. I mean, you go there, stand around, make some small talk, nurse a couple of beers and go home? Erm... What's the point? Thought people do these things at conventions, not at parties.
After 30 minutes, we realised that the point of that party wasn't to get wasted. So, I told the host that Moby was bored and we left. =))
This Particular The Other
August is now Pride Month according to IndigNation.
From an purely economic point of view, there may be opportunity costs for not holding the annual Nation Party. The tourist dollar and its attendant advertising bonuses for Singapore.
However, I do not understand the indignation of this group.
Some gay friends say the party is disallowed because of discrimination against this group's sexual inclinations, and this suggests stigmatization of this group of people.
If I were one of the group, being the crazy self-righteous creature that I was, I would most likely feel the same and rant incessantly on my blog, in my office and everywhere else I could think of. But I am not. So, I calmly take out Erving Goffman's Stigma and read it while my cats are running all over the shop.
According to Goffman, there are 3 types of stigma.
From an purely economic point of view, there may be opportunity costs for not holding the annual Nation Party. The tourist dollar and its attendant advertising bonuses for Singapore.
However, I do not understand the indignation of this group.
Some gay friends say the party is disallowed because of discrimination against this group's sexual inclinations, and this suggests stigmatization of this group of people.
If I were one of the group, being the crazy self-righteous creature that I was, I would most likely feel the same and rant incessantly on my blog, in my office and everywhere else I could think of. But I am not. So, I calmly take out Erving Goffman's Stigma and read it while my cats are running all over the shop.
According to Goffman, there are 3 types of stigma.
- Abomination of the body - Physical deformities - Blindness, loss of arm etc.
- Blemishes of the individual character - E.g. mental disorder, imprisonment, addiction to drugs, alcoholism, suicidal attempts, homosexuality etc.
- Tribal stigma of race, nation and religion
From the non-exhaustive list above, homosexuality is merely one of the many many stigmas in any given society. Of course, every society has different levels of tolerance for each stigma.
So the question is: Does disallowing a party mean that Singapore is NOT tolerant of homosexuality? Is the existence of this group then threatened? Are homosexuals being discriminated at work? In public places? On public transport? At home? Are homosexuals denied access to healthcare? A roof over their heads? More than any other group?
I can't say for sure. I haven't come across any specific findings. But as a Singaporean, I do not feel that there is in fact discrimination against homosexuals on both formal (e.g. government, orgs etc) and informal levels (friends, colleagues etc.) At home? Maybe. But bringing this issue to the public level of indignation to seek legitimacy may not be prudent, as awareness cuts both ways.
Having said the above, I want to make one point very clear. There is no such thing as the normal or the average person. He merely exists momentarily in time and in statistical reports.
Everybody deviates from the average person in some ways at some point in time. Everybody is a deviant in one way or another. Perhaps some ways are more tolerated than others. For example, X wears only black shirt and pants to work everyday while Y wears, say, shirt and pants in prints of recognisable nude women to work everyday. Same fundamentals with nuances of dissimilarities. The reactions to these nuances can be different due to different levels of tolerance. X's choice will likely be condoned while Y will probably received a warning letter and get sacked later.
Coming back to the quest for legitimacy. Sometimes, tolerance need not be sought at the formal level. The informal level is just as efficient.
I just hope time and energy will neither be wasted on shouting for equality nor on silencing such nuances of dissimilarities.
Friday, July 29, 2005
Hello Ah Pek! Li Ho Boh?...... Bye Bye!
As a student, I visited quite a few homes.
Home for the aged, the underprivileged, the sick, the abandoned children etc..
Every single time, I walked away with a sick feeling in my stomach.
Something just wasn't right.
I managed to come to 2 conclusions.
Firstly, being exposed to the residents of the homes was shocking for me. (A) Seeing the effects of time and diseases on tv and (B) seeing them in flesh housed within an institution, are 2 distinct experiences.
The other conclusion is more disturbing and one which I cannot convince myself to "get used to". I cannot understand how a bunch of students, who visit with a few tins of milo, cheap towels and unwanted toys, can help them in any way. Some say it provides the residents with some company, no matter how little. But the irregularity of such visits bothers me. Some say it helps to expose the students to the ignored fraction of society. And hopefully some of these students will learn something in the process.
From the alien's perspective, it seems like the students are visiting the Museum of the Suffering Unwanteds with live exhibits. While such adhoc visits are incepted and carried out as acts of kindness, they may actually be more inhumane than anything else.
I salute those who give on a regular basis.
Giving is a commitment.
At the same time, one must also remember that the recipient also develops an attachment. In the abovementioned situtations, the recipient happens to be a feeling human being.
Home for the aged, the underprivileged, the sick, the abandoned children etc..
Every single time, I walked away with a sick feeling in my stomach.
Something just wasn't right.
I managed to come to 2 conclusions.
Firstly, being exposed to the residents of the homes was shocking for me. (A) Seeing the effects of time and diseases on tv and (B) seeing them in flesh housed within an institution, are 2 distinct experiences.
The other conclusion is more disturbing and one which I cannot convince myself to "get used to". I cannot understand how a bunch of students, who visit with a few tins of milo, cheap towels and unwanted toys, can help them in any way. Some say it provides the residents with some company, no matter how little. But the irregularity of such visits bothers me. Some say it helps to expose the students to the ignored fraction of society. And hopefully some of these students will learn something in the process.
From the alien's perspective, it seems like the students are visiting the Museum of the Suffering Unwanteds with live exhibits. While such adhoc visits are incepted and carried out as acts of kindness, they may actually be more inhumane than anything else.
I salute those who give on a regular basis.
Giving is a commitment.
At the same time, one must also remember that the recipient also develops an attachment. In the abovementioned situtations, the recipient happens to be a feeling human being.
Thursday, July 28, 2005
ITE REGIONAL CAMPUS EAST*
When I first joined my org in 2000, my first major case was to help ITE find sites to consolidate the 14 campuses they have across the island. 5 years later today, I visited the newly completed Regional Campus in Simei, which had been operational for 6-7 months.
The smaller ITEs you see around the island can host up to about 1,600 students per school and each specialises in certain fields. With the Regional Campuses, each can host up to 7,200 students and students can take cross-school modules without traveling to another location. Also, with a large and bright campus, ITE is now highly visible with attendant improvements on its image.
This is the model at the lobby of the campus.
10.7ha with a floor area of 128,000sqm.
The building hosts labs, classrooms, lecture halls, 2 cafeterias, a sports hall and a full-sized sports field and other sports facilities.
This is the wonderfully grand, yet not over-the-top entrance to the school. There is an integrated bus-stop which is just at its doorstep.
Wonderful design. Much thought put in for the convenience of the students.
After the entrance, one finds the focus of the development.
An atrium for activites.
I was there at 1pm, it was lunchtime.
Music was playing.
And it was filled with students, waiting in anticipation for their peers to perform. Many performances were put up.
Dances, raps, singing etc.
It was full of energy. Made BM very excited.
Generous use of green to soften the built-up environment.
Simple, yet Handsome.
This is another view of the atrium.
On top of the atrium is a roof-top garden which also acts a connecting node for the 3 blocks.
Did I mention that this development was handsome?
Oh yes I did. =)))
The management gave us a briefing in one of the auditoriums.
They were so kind. They even made a name tag for BM.
I was so happy that I peeled it off the chair, stuck it to my shirt and walked around the campus with it.
This is ITE's education philosophy.
3 competencies for every single student.
(1) TECHNOLOGICAL - Skills which the industry looks out for.
(2) METHODLOGICAL - Skills which the enterprising mind seeks.
(3) SOCIAL - Skills which everyone must have to be part of society.
The principal said that ITE promised ANYBODY with 10 years of primary and secondary education a place in ITE. Apart from full-time day classes, ITE also provides night and weekend classes for part-time students and upgraders. This campus is operational form 7.30am to 10pm EVERYDAY.
There are 4 schools within this Regional Campus.
Part of the curriculum is also CCAs.
The principal explained that these activities helped to build the confidence of the students.
There are small retail shops on campus which hire only students. This is part of their hands-on training where they learn the ropes of running a business.
Guess what? There is a 77th Street store on campus.
Emil Elim Chew, owner of 77th Street, drops by to give tips on how to run the place. Such learning opportunities are so rare.
These 2 girls were very friendly.
I asked them to pose and they were so obliging.
Erm... I also dunno why but there was a bunch of Ah Bengs sitting outside the shop. Probably because it was an air-conditioned area. BM could not resist the opportunity to take a pic of them lah!!! After taking the pic, I smiled at them and one of them said to the other,"Oi...她跟你笑 leh!!" So cute!!!!
With 7,200 students and no mass assemblies in the morning, it's difficult to take attendance. So, each student is given an electronic pass to clock attendance and to gain access to the labs. In this way, the students are also taught to be responsible for themselves and be independent.
I noticed that the students wore different uniforms and asked the principal if that was meant to differentiate the students from the various schools. Apparently, it wasn't. To encourage students to wear uniforms, ITE has a range of uniforms for students to choose from.
Wow!!! Where I was from, we were so conditioned to wear the same uniform that I couldn't get enough of it. HAAHAHAHAHAH!!! =)))
The students were really friendly.
This one even smiled for my camera.
The principal said that many of their students worked part-time to keep themselves in school. At the age of 17-18?!
And their weekly curriculum hours are longer than JC students'. They clock up to 32 hours per week. That's like 6.5 hours per day.
That makes JC students what? A bunch of wimps?!!
This is one of the air-conditioned cafeterias.
It was huge and brightly-lit.
As I hadn't had lunch by 4pm, I made 2 of my colleagues eat lunch there with me. =)))
Frankly, I was touched by the enthusiasm of the ITE management 5 years ago. It's not an easy job to educate and manage hyperactive youngsters. Despite stupid remarks like ITE = It's The End, these people worked even harder to improve the curriculum and image of ITE.
5 years later, this Regional Campus is the testament to their convictions.
BRILLIANT!!
The smaller ITEs you see around the island can host up to about 1,600 students per school and each specialises in certain fields. With the Regional Campuses, each can host up to 7,200 students and students can take cross-school modules without traveling to another location. Also, with a large and bright campus, ITE is now highly visible with attendant improvements on its image.
This is the model at the lobby of the campus.
10.7ha with a floor area of 128,000sqm.
The building hosts labs, classrooms, lecture halls, 2 cafeterias, a sports hall and a full-sized sports field and other sports facilities.
This is the wonderfully grand, yet not over-the-top entrance to the school. There is an integrated bus-stop which is just at its doorstep.
Wonderful design. Much thought put in for the convenience of the students.
After the entrance, one finds the focus of the development.
An atrium for activites.
I was there at 1pm, it was lunchtime.
Music was playing.
And it was filled with students, waiting in anticipation for their peers to perform. Many performances were put up.
Dances, raps, singing etc.
It was full of energy. Made BM very excited.
Generous use of green to soften the built-up environment.
Simple, yet Handsome.
This is another view of the atrium.
On top of the atrium is a roof-top garden which also acts a connecting node for the 3 blocks.
Did I mention that this development was handsome?
Oh yes I did. =)))
The management gave us a briefing in one of the auditoriums.
They were so kind. They even made a name tag for BM.
I was so happy that I peeled it off the chair, stuck it to my shirt and walked around the campus with it.
This is ITE's education philosophy.
3 competencies for every single student.
(1) TECHNOLOGICAL - Skills which the industry looks out for.
(2) METHODLOGICAL - Skills which the enterprising mind seeks.
(3) SOCIAL - Skills which everyone must have to be part of society.
The principal said that ITE promised ANYBODY with 10 years of primary and secondary education a place in ITE. Apart from full-time day classes, ITE also provides night and weekend classes for part-time students and upgraders. This campus is operational form 7.30am to 10pm EVERYDAY.
There are 4 schools within this Regional Campus.
Part of the curriculum is also CCAs.
The principal explained that these activities helped to build the confidence of the students.
There are small retail shops on campus which hire only students. This is part of their hands-on training where they learn the ropes of running a business.
Guess what? There is a 77th Street store on campus.
These 2 girls were very friendly.
I asked them to pose and they were so obliging.
Erm... I also dunno why but there was a bunch of Ah Bengs sitting outside the shop. Probably because it was an air-conditioned area. BM could not resist the opportunity to take a pic of them lah!!! After taking the pic, I smiled at them and one of them said to the other,"Oi...她跟你笑 leh!!" So cute!!!!
With 7,200 students and no mass assemblies in the morning, it's difficult to take attendance. So, each student is given an electronic pass to clock attendance and to gain access to the labs. In this way, the students are also taught to be responsible for themselves and be independent.
I noticed that the students wore different uniforms and asked the principal if that was meant to differentiate the students from the various schools. Apparently, it wasn't. To encourage students to wear uniforms, ITE has a range of uniforms for students to choose from.
Wow!!! Where I was from, we were so conditioned to wear the same uniform that I couldn't get enough of it. HAAHAHAHAHAH!!! =)))
The students were really friendly.
This one even smiled for my camera.
The principal said that many of their students worked part-time to keep themselves in school. At the age of 17-18?!
And their weekly curriculum hours are longer than JC students'. They clock up to 32 hours per week. That's like 6.5 hours per day.
That makes JC students what? A bunch of wimps?!!
This is one of the air-conditioned cafeterias.
It was huge and brightly-lit.
As I hadn't had lunch by 4pm, I made 2 of my colleagues eat lunch there with me. =)))
Frankly, I was touched by the enthusiasm of the ITE management 5 years ago. It's not an easy job to educate and manage hyperactive youngsters. Despite stupid remarks like ITE = It's The End, these people worked even harder to improve the curriculum and image of ITE.
5 years later, this Regional Campus is the testament to their convictions.
BRILLIANT!!
UPDATE:
Some blogs of ITE students:
COMMENTING IDIOTS
This is fucking disappointing.
I can't believe that people are talking crap like porn on my blog.
Go start a chatroom or something elsewhere.
I've half a mind to disallow comments henceforth.
For the past 10-20 posts, the post with the highest no. of comments was the one I flamed the chick. The no. of comments doubled the average.
Adrian says it's because the author of this blog is female and hence the cheap porn talk. I think it's just a sad reflection of the kind of people we are. I am not sure but I think most of these comments are made by Singaporeans.
So how does it work?
You log on, click on the link to Blinkymummy and type some crap. Laugh at it and keep refreshing the page to check for responses?! After that you go off and do some crap, then come back and be at it again?
What kind of pathetic life do you lead?!
What kind of pathetic person are you?!
You might as well be dead.
Fucking wasting resources.
For those who do not wish for the comments to be disallowed, please do not encourage these idiots anymore. JUST IGNORE THEM!!!
I can't believe that people are talking crap like porn on my blog.
Go start a chatroom or something elsewhere.
I've half a mind to disallow comments henceforth.
For the past 10-20 posts, the post with the highest no. of comments was the one I flamed the chick. The no. of comments doubled the average.
Adrian says it's because the author of this blog is female and hence the cheap porn talk. I think it's just a sad reflection of the kind of people we are. I am not sure but I think most of these comments are made by Singaporeans.
So how does it work?
You log on, click on the link to Blinkymummy and type some crap. Laugh at it and keep refreshing the page to check for responses?! After that you go off and do some crap, then come back and be at it again?
What kind of pathetic life do you lead?!
What kind of pathetic person are you?!
You might as well be dead.
Fucking wasting resources.
For those who do not wish for the comments to be disallowed, please do not encourage these idiots anymore. JUST IGNORE THEM!!!
Ultimate Paranoia
There have much speculations about who Rockson really is.
Some say he's Cowboy Caleb.
Some say he's Mr Miyagi.
Some say he's Mr Brown.
While trying to convince myself to get out of bed this morning,
A moment of enlightenment dawned upon me.
OMFG!!! I begin to suspect that Rockson is Blinkymummy and Blinkymummy is Rockson?! And it's actually one big conspiracy for Blinkymummy to be heard?!!
WOO HOO!!!
[Think the house white last evening was quite fucked up.]
Some say he's Cowboy Caleb.
Some say he's Mr Miyagi.
Some say he's Mr Brown.
While trying to convince myself to get out of bed this morning,
A moment of enlightenment dawned upon me.
OMFG!!! I begin to suspect that Rockson is Blinkymummy and Blinkymummy is Rockson?! And it's actually one big conspiracy for Blinkymummy to be heard?!!
WOO HOO!!!
[Think the house white last evening was quite fucked up.]
Wednesday, July 27, 2005
Encouragement
Together with another officer, we had lunch with a high ranking public servant today.
We used to work together.
He was obviously my big big boss lah.
We made the usual small talk.
Then at the end of lunch, he said that I had drive.
Sir, you have no idea how encouraging that 1 comment is to me.
Sometimes, it doesn't take very much to keep me going.
It really doesn't.
Yet sometimes, it's just so tough.
So tough to convince anybody.
We used to work together.
He was obviously my big big boss lah.
We made the usual small talk.
Then at the end of lunch, he said that I had drive.
Sir, you have no idea how encouraging that 1 comment is to me.
Sometimes, it doesn't take very much to keep me going.
It really doesn't.
Yet sometimes, it's just so tough.
So tough to convince anybody.
LOVE and its Discontents
I read Facile Beng's entry on the fundamentals of a successful love song. It's quite good.
So, it got me thinking about my favourite sad english love song.
Ok, nothing can beat Somebody by Depeche Mode.
But one of the more recent works (soothing ones) is by Coldplay.
It's called The Scientist.
[Except for Tip#1, the rest of Facile Beng's theory does not apply here.]
Beyond all rationality, it's just pure pain.
Welcome to the beauty of LOVE.
It's only worth it when it hurts.
THE SCIENTIST
Coldplay
Come up to meet you, Tell you I’m sorry
You don’t know how lovely you are
I had to find you, Tell you I need you
Tell you I set you apart
Tell me your secrets, And ask me your questions
Let’s go back to the start
Runnin’ in circles, Comet tails
Heads on the science apart
Nobody said it was easy
It’s such a shame for us to part
Nobody said it was easy
No one ever said it would be this hard
Take me back to the start
I was just guessin’
At numbers and figures, Pullin’ the puzzles apart
Questions of science, Science and progress
Do not speak as loud as my heart
Tell me you love me
Come back to haunt me,
Oh when I rush to the start
Runnin’ in circles, Chasin’ our tails
Comin’ back as we are
Nobody said it was easy
It’s such a shame for us to part
Nobody said it was easy
No one ever said it would be so hard
I’m goin’ back to the start
So, it got me thinking about my favourite sad english love song.
Ok, nothing can beat Somebody by Depeche Mode.
But one of the more recent works (soothing ones) is by Coldplay.
It's called The Scientist.
[Except for Tip#1, the rest of Facile Beng's theory does not apply here.]
Beyond all rationality, it's just pure pain.
Welcome to the beauty of LOVE.
It's only worth it when it hurts.
THE SCIENTIST
Coldplay
Come up to meet you, Tell you I’m sorry
You don’t know how lovely you are
I had to find you, Tell you I need you
Tell you I set you apart
Tell me your secrets, And ask me your questions
Let’s go back to the start
Runnin’ in circles, Comet tails
Heads on the science apart
Nobody said it was easy
It’s such a shame for us to part
Nobody said it was easy
No one ever said it would be this hard
Take me back to the start
I was just guessin’
At numbers and figures, Pullin’ the puzzles apart
Questions of science, Science and progress
Do not speak as loud as my heart
Tell me you love me
Come back to haunt me,
Oh when I rush to the start
Runnin’ in circles, Chasin’ our tails
Comin’ back as we are
Nobody said it was easy
It’s such a shame for us to part
Nobody said it was easy
No one ever said it would be so hard
I’m goin’ back to the start
National Sport
I was at the cafe downstairs when somebody asked for a 'Tak Giu-See-Gosong'. The cafe owner and I were stumped. The guy then explained that 'Tak Giu' meant Milo because of the picture of the tin.
Blinkymummy couldn't resist, pointed at the tin on the counter and said very loudly,"But the picture change oredi wat!! Now it's swimming leh?!!"
Anyway... Because of that, BM was reminded of something she heard a couple of year ago.
Is there such a thing as a National Sport?
If so, what's ours?
Soccer?
I mean, I think many people WATCH soccer. <--Refer to the many many soccer gimmicks by beer companies and nightspots. But exactly how many do get off their asses to PLAY the game?
Someone once told me over chicken rice that our National Sport should be Pool, Snooker and 3/4-Ball. <-- You get the idea.
Because for any country to become world champions at some sport, there has to be a large base of people playing the same game. And we have how many pool/billiards salons?! I also dunno, but I reckon more than soccer fields.
Somemore, pool/billards salons can be stacked, i.e. Gross Plot Ratio-friendly. In laymen's terms, it does not require as much as land as soccer.
I am not saying we cannot try to be good at other sports, just that the potential in pool/snooker is huge. We have been good at other sports. E.g. Wushu. <-- 翁清海 was World Champion leh!! Seriously, how many world champions do we have in Singapore?
Blinkymummy couldn't resist, pointed at the tin on the counter and said very loudly,"But the picture change oredi wat!! Now it's swimming leh?!!"
Anyway... Because of that, BM was reminded of something she heard a couple of year ago.
Is there such a thing as a National Sport?
If so, what's ours?
Soccer?
I mean, I think many people WATCH soccer. <--Refer to the many many soccer gimmicks by beer companies and nightspots. But exactly how many do get off their asses to PLAY the game?
Someone once told me over chicken rice that our National Sport should be Pool, Snooker and 3/4-Ball. <-- You get the idea.
Because for any country to become world champions at some sport, there has to be a large base of people playing the same game. And we have how many pool/billiards salons?! I also dunno, but I reckon more than soccer fields.
Somemore, pool/billards salons can be stacked, i.e. Gross Plot Ratio-friendly. In laymen's terms, it does not require as much as land as soccer.
I am not saying we cannot try to be good at other sports, just that the potential in pool/snooker is huge. We have been good at other sports. E.g. Wushu. <-- 翁清海 was World Champion leh!! Seriously, how many world champions do we have in Singapore?
Tuesday, July 26, 2005
The Everyday Life
Officer Small Fry = OSF
Boss in the Middle = BTM
Big Boss = BB
OSF: To respond to XX, I think it's best we explain to them that it has to be rejected because A & B, then suggest C as an alternative. I have drafted a response and have sent it to you via email.
BTM: No! How can we tell them about A & B? XX won't understand. We have to come up with a smart answer.
OSF: Ehh..... XX is such a big company, if the Board can understand, I'm sure XX will understand. Besides, A & B are the reasons why it is being rejected.
BTM: We have to come up with a smart answer. Blah... blah... blah.... We have to come up with a smart answer. Redraft the email and send to me.
OSF redrafts the email with only comestic changes.
BTM then redrafts the 2nd draft, making it longer and more confusing.
OSF and BTM meet up with BB the next day.
BTM: BB, we are meeting up with XX tomorrow. I suggest we explain to them in CDEFG manner because blah blah blah.... and blah.
BB: I think we cannot run away from explaining to them that it has to be rejected because A & B, then suggest C as an alternative.
OSF: (In the mind) Nabehz. What a perfect waste of time?!!!
Before the start of a really tensed meeting with 15 people, Haolian Admin Service Officer (HAO) from another organisation says loudly to BB across the U-shaped meeting table.
HAO: (In a loud voice) Hey BB! Did you go for the Alpha Soc meeting the other day?
BB: Yes, I did.
HAO: ABC, DEF and HIJ were there. And KLM as well.
BB: Yes, they were.
HAO: I heard Alpha Soc also invited XYZ but he couldn't make it. Blah blah blah.... (goes on and on about the activities for 10 minutes.)
BM: (To herself) What the fuck is Alpha Soc? Is it full of Alpha Males?! Can start the meeting already or not?!
Subsequently, BM finds out that the Alpha Society is an entity which organises activities for the Administrative Service Officers. These officers are the creme de la creme of the Public Service.
I guess everybody needs to feel exclusive.
Just like My Ah Bengs. =)))
Boss in the Middle = BTM
Big Boss = BB
OSF: To respond to XX, I think it's best we explain to them that it has to be rejected because A & B, then suggest C as an alternative. I have drafted a response and have sent it to you via email.
BTM: No! How can we tell them about A & B? XX won't understand. We have to come up with a smart answer.
OSF: Ehh..... XX is such a big company, if the Board can understand, I'm sure XX will understand. Besides, A & B are the reasons why it is being rejected.
BTM: We have to come up with a smart answer. Blah... blah... blah.... We have to come up with a smart answer. Redraft the email and send to me.
OSF redrafts the email with only comestic changes.
BTM then redrafts the 2nd draft, making it longer and more confusing.
OSF and BTM meet up with BB the next day.
BTM: BB, we are meeting up with XX tomorrow. I suggest we explain to them in CDEFG manner because blah blah blah.... and blah.
BB: I think we cannot run away from explaining to them that it has to be rejected because A & B, then suggest C as an alternative.
OSF: (In the mind) Nabehz. What a perfect waste of time?!!!
Before the start of a really tensed meeting with 15 people, Haolian Admin Service Officer (HAO) from another organisation says loudly to BB across the U-shaped meeting table.
HAO: (In a loud voice) Hey BB! Did you go for the Alpha Soc meeting the other day?
BB: Yes, I did.
HAO: ABC, DEF and HIJ were there. And KLM as well.
BB: Yes, they were.
HAO: I heard Alpha Soc also invited XYZ but he couldn't make it. Blah blah blah.... (goes on and on about the activities for 10 minutes.)
BM: (To herself) What the fuck is Alpha Soc? Is it full of Alpha Males?! Can start the meeting already or not?!
Subsequently, BM finds out that the Alpha Society is an entity which organises activities for the Administrative Service Officers. These officers are the creme de la creme of the Public Service.
I guess everybody needs to feel exclusive.
Just like My Ah Bengs. =)))
MY AH BENGs and Wannabe BENGs
Erm... if you haven't noticed, Mooiness is now one of My Ah Bengs.
And Victorian Beng got a little jealous. <-- HAHAHAHAAHAH!!!
Dun like that lah!!!
Like I said, only the worthy ones are on the list. So, for those bengs who have not been participating in the discussions *ahem*, better buck up oh!!! =)))
I noticed that this person called Dragon Beng had just started a blog.
Facile Beng thinks he's doing this to get into My Ah Bengs.
Seriously, I dunno.
But I do know that he may not read english too well because claimed in one of his entries that his "favourite hot convent girl, Blinkymummy, also wrote a guide on how to be good in bed for the ladies". <-- WAH LAU!!! SINCE WHEN?!!!
HOW MANY BLINKYMUMMIES ARE THERE IN THE WORLD?
ONLY ONE, AND SHE DIDN'T WRITE ANYTHING LIKE THAT, OK!!!
NABEH!! YOU'D BETTER AMEND YOUR STUPID ENTRY, OK!!!
*BM recomposes herself*
As to how to qualify as one of BM's bengs... Hmmm... This is a tough one... As long as BM likes can oredi lor!! HAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!
After the revival of Bengism, a pseudo Rockson called Emillo Jackson Tan has surfaced. Erm... excuse me... are you a copycat?
Anyway, I featured both of you already lah.
[Blinkymummy is very generous.
You catch my attention, I'll feature you.]
This is only an introduction (to the world). The rest is up to you.
MWAHAAHHAAHHAHA!!!!
And Victorian Beng got a little jealous. <-- HAHAHAHAAHAH!!!
Dun like that lah!!!
Like I said, only the worthy ones are on the list. So, for those bengs who have not been participating in the discussions *ahem*, better buck up oh!!! =)))
I noticed that this person called Dragon Beng had just started a blog.
Facile Beng thinks he's doing this to get into My Ah Bengs.
Seriously, I dunno.
But I do know that he may not read english too well because claimed in one of his entries that his "favourite hot convent girl, Blinkymummy, also wrote a guide on how to be good in bed for the ladies". <-- WAH LAU!!! SINCE WHEN?!!!
HOW MANY BLINKYMUMMIES ARE THERE IN THE WORLD?
ONLY ONE, AND SHE DIDN'T WRITE ANYTHING LIKE THAT, OK!!!
NABEH!! YOU'D BETTER AMEND YOUR STUPID ENTRY, OK!!!
*BM recomposes herself*
As to how to qualify as one of BM's bengs... Hmmm... This is a tough one... As long as BM likes can oredi lor!! HAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!
After the revival of Bengism, a pseudo Rockson called Emillo Jackson Tan has surfaced. Erm... excuse me... are you a copycat?
Anyway, I featured both of you already lah.
[Blinkymummy is very generous.
You catch my attention, I'll feature you.]
This is only an introduction (to the world). The rest is up to you.
MWAHAAHHAAHHAHA!!!!
Monday, July 25, 2005
The Band & Kids
Guitar Beng smsed me in the afternoon to tell me that our band now had a bassist. Wah lau... I panicked. This means that the band is really coming together.
So when I was in the shower, I tried to sing. Meanwhile, Tiger was crying really loudly in my room. He does that everything I sing. I haven't figured out why.
I realised that my range was not wide enough. Shite. Don't tell me, on top on drum class, I have to go for voice training?!!
On my way home, I was listening to 五月天's concert CD. The first time I had really listened to the talking bits. Something about 怪兽's mother falling ill. Apparently the mothers of 五月天 had been very supportive. I wonder how many mothers are actually supportive of their kids playing in bands. Seriously, for 1 五月天 to suceed, how many others have tried and failed. What will I say to my boy if he tells me that he wants to quit school to pursue his rock career? "Erm... Be rock star is definitely cooler than a public servant. But then hor... " Shite... I can't bring myself to say anything!!!
Then another thought. I've had people telling me that having kids was the greatest thing to have happened to them in life. I wonder what is the proportion of parents who regret having their kid(s). It's not something one can just abandon. It's almost a lifetime project. Neither is it conscionable to admit that one has such regrets.
I tried to feel my way about it. The closet examples I can think of are my cats. I've had them for 7 years. There were times when I got really angry because they chewed up my wires, cried incessantly, ran across my face while I was sleeping, threw tantrums, disturbed me when I was rushing for exams etc. But I don't hold it against them because they are, ultimately, unaware of the consequences of their behaviour as interpreted in the human world. Plus I don't have any expectations of them. They need not score 4As for the 'A' levels and will never tell me that they are going to join a band instead going to medical school.
No expectations = No disappointments = No regrets?
So when I was in the shower, I tried to sing. Meanwhile, Tiger was crying really loudly in my room. He does that everything I sing. I haven't figured out why.
I realised that my range was not wide enough. Shite. Don't tell me, on top on drum class, I have to go for voice training?!!
On my way home, I was listening to 五月天's concert CD. The first time I had really listened to the talking bits. Something about 怪兽's mother falling ill. Apparently the mothers of 五月天 had been very supportive. I wonder how many mothers are actually supportive of their kids playing in bands. Seriously, for 1 五月天 to suceed, how many others have tried and failed. What will I say to my boy if he tells me that he wants to quit school to pursue his rock career? "Erm... Be rock star is definitely cooler than a public servant. But then hor... " Shite... I can't bring myself to say anything!!!
Then another thought. I've had people telling me that having kids was the greatest thing to have happened to them in life. I wonder what is the proportion of parents who regret having their kid(s). It's not something one can just abandon. It's almost a lifetime project. Neither is it conscionable to admit that one has such regrets.
I tried to feel my way about it. The closet examples I can think of are my cats. I've had them for 7 years. There were times when I got really angry because they chewed up my wires, cried incessantly, ran across my face while I was sleeping, threw tantrums, disturbed me when I was rushing for exams etc. But I don't hold it against them because they are, ultimately, unaware of the consequences of their behaviour as interpreted in the human world. Plus I don't have any expectations of them. They need not score 4As for the 'A' levels and will never tell me that they are going to join a band instead going to medical school.
No expectations = No disappointments = No regrets?
Aches, Lunch & Nemesis
I met up with 光 and went to the Jap Place for lunch again.
Took a really long time to get there coz my legs were aching BIG TIME!!! Wah lau... 光 was trying to disturb my pain somemore... =(((
Somehow, we managed to finish the food real fast and made our way to the famous CD shop in the Chinatown market to buy American Idiot by Green Day. 光 had lent it to me earlier. While I liked it, I didn't think of buying it. When I was in Southampton, I heard "Wake Me Up When September Ends" on the radio and somehow it got stuck in my head.
Anyway, as I was walking up the long flight of stairs, groaning in pain, I saw D, i.e. one of my exes, aka as the Gloating Old Flame. (Please refer to my 恋爱史 for details. See under "D".) My usual reaction would be to throw fatal dagger-stares and to emit hate from every pore. But I was aching so much that nothing happened. I just didn't care. Couldn't care less. MWAHAHAHAH!!! Imagine how achy I was lor!!! =))))
WHICH OF THE GREEK GODS ARE YOU?
This is the first time I'm trying out something like that.
I like the bloody tear.
It makes me sound so scary.
Blinkymummy is 可爱 one leh...
Took a really long time to get there coz my legs were aching BIG TIME!!! Wah lau... 光 was trying to disturb my pain somemore... =(((
Somehow, we managed to finish the food real fast and made our way to the famous CD shop in the Chinatown market to buy American Idiot by Green Day. 光 had lent it to me earlier. While I liked it, I didn't think of buying it. When I was in Southampton, I heard "Wake Me Up When September Ends" on the radio and somehow it got stuck in my head.
Anyway, as I was walking up the long flight of stairs, groaning in pain, I saw D, i.e. one of my exes, aka as the Gloating Old Flame. (Please refer to my 恋爱史 for details. See under "D".) My usual reaction would be to throw fatal dagger-stares and to emit hate from every pore. But I was aching so much that nothing happened. I just didn't care. Couldn't care less. MWAHAHAHAH!!! Imagine how achy I was lor!!! =))))
WHICH OF THE GREEK GODS ARE YOU?
This is the first time I'm trying out something like that.
I like the bloody tear.
It makes me sound so scary.
Blinkymummy is 可爱 one leh...
Abuse
Found this site on Child Abuse by the Nemours Foundation in the US.
I quote:
"Some studies report that in the United States, as many as one out of every eight boys and one out of every four girls is sexually abused before turning 18 years old. In 90% of these cases, sexual abuse occurs in the home, particularly when younger children are involved."
The above is merely a snapshot of sexual abuse.
There are other types of abuse, e.g. emotional and physical abuse. The former is, because of its non-physical nature, more difficult to quantify and therefore, difficult to prove. If it's difficult to prove, then it's difficult to justify any form of recourse.
Sometimes, I think the nuclear family is a sickening concept. The distribution of power is extremely skewed. With the nuclear family getting smaller and smaller, the victim usually suffers in silence as there are few other members whom he can turn to.
One must realise that not all who can fuck and procreate make able-minded parents, especially in a rapidly developing and changing environment. However, it seems parenting remains a fundamental 'natural right', while chewing gum isn't.
I am not familiar with the stats in Singapore. Does anybody know? I would think that the stats would be inaccurate due to under-reporting.
Of course, the above is based on the assumption that child abuse, whether sexual, physical or emotional, must not be condoned. Some may think otherwise.
I quote:
"Some studies report that in the United States, as many as one out of every eight boys and one out of every four girls is sexually abused before turning 18 years old. In 90% of these cases, sexual abuse occurs in the home, particularly when younger children are involved."
The above is merely a snapshot of sexual abuse.
There are other types of abuse, e.g. emotional and physical abuse. The former is, because of its non-physical nature, more difficult to quantify and therefore, difficult to prove. If it's difficult to prove, then it's difficult to justify any form of recourse.
Sometimes, I think the nuclear family is a sickening concept. The distribution of power is extremely skewed. With the nuclear family getting smaller and smaller, the victim usually suffers in silence as there are few other members whom he can turn to.
One must realise that not all who can fuck and procreate make able-minded parents, especially in a rapidly developing and changing environment. However, it seems parenting remains a fundamental 'natural right', while chewing gum isn't.
I am not familiar with the stats in Singapore. Does anybody know? I would think that the stats would be inaccurate due to under-reporting.
Of course, the above is based on the assumption that child abuse, whether sexual, physical or emotional, must not be condoned. Some may think otherwise.
Drive-In Cinemas
I AM ACHING ALL OVER!!!
I'M SO WEAK!!!!
Anyway......
Victorian Beng aka Vandice did a nice piece on Drive-In cinemas in the US. Think we used to have one in Singapore some 20 years ago in the West.
I want to ask you people ah......
If Singapore was to have a Drive-In Cinema in some faraway part of Singapore, say on the grass patch at Marina South or Tuas (near the checkpoint) with carnival rides, food (imagine having hot satay and hokkien mee) & drinks (Tiger?), other 'fun' activities e.g. bungee jumping and stuff. Got public bathrooms to freshen up lah. In essence, it's a place where one can spend like a good half a day with friends/partners/kids etc. Then at night, the activities quieten down for people to watch movie.
Would you go?
If you would go for the 1st time, what will make you go back again and again?
Another question:
You know those beach parties, e.g. Zoukout and stuff, often held at Sentosa? Is important for these parties to be held on/beside a beach? How about the one held at Marina Bay? Felt different or not?
I am trying to find the extent to which the location of the venue affects the kick you get out of such outdoor parties.
Singaporeans are always complaining that Singapore is boring. So we must try to think of new activities and improve on the existing mah...
I'M SO WEAK!!!!
Anyway......
Victorian Beng aka Vandice did a nice piece on Drive-In cinemas in the US. Think we used to have one in Singapore some 20 years ago in the West.
I want to ask you people ah......
If Singapore was to have a Drive-In Cinema in some faraway part of Singapore, say on the grass patch at Marina South or Tuas (near the checkpoint) with carnival rides, food (imagine having hot satay and hokkien mee) & drinks (Tiger?), other 'fun' activities e.g. bungee jumping and stuff. Got public bathrooms to freshen up lah. In essence, it's a place where one can spend like a good half a day with friends/partners/kids etc. Then at night, the activities quieten down for people to watch movie.
Would you go?
If you would go for the 1st time, what will make you go back again and again?
Another question:
You know those beach parties, e.g. Zoukout and stuff, often held at Sentosa? Is important for these parties to be held on/beside a beach? How about the one held at Marina Bay? Felt different or not?
I am trying to find the extent to which the location of the venue affects the kick you get out of such outdoor parties.
Singaporeans are always complaining that Singapore is boring. So we must try to think of new activities and improve on the existing mah...
Sunday, July 24, 2005
Random & Simplestar
RANDOM:
Anyway, I read Simplestar's entry about our 'first date' last evening and was touched. He's really a 小弟弟 with a colourful past. I cannot claim to know him very well but I feel that he is a bright young individual. Perhaps at that age, one tends to be a little shy. Perhaps knowing that he's not one with the mainstream, it makes him a little apprehensive.
可是你可知道，小弟....
最大的敌人不是别人，而是自己.
你很聪明.
加油哦!!
Adrian had his own brief mention of the last evening as well.
How about that for random connections?!
3 previous strangers.
Met through blogging.
And each have his/her own takeaways. Long and short.
This is why contact with people is important to me.
It keeps one alive.
- After a nap, I am feeling better though I am still aching all over. =)) 老了啦!!
- I forgot to mention that I dreamt of Agagooga last night. I also cannot understand why. No meaning. Can't really remember the story.
- Read a comment in the Dating Show entry that someone wants to hear my voice?! Seriously, the BM you are going to see on tv will hardly be BM lor. It's tough to be natural when you have a bunch of people and a camera staring at you. I must have sounded rather contrived. They made me give the guy a score at the end of the program. Wah lau... It's not a test lor!! I said some crap. Michelle said I was a liar. HAHAHHAAHA!!! It's different from modeling lah... coz models do not talk. <-- HAHAHAHAHAH!!!
Anyway, I read Simplestar's entry about our 'first date' last evening and was touched. He's really a 小弟弟 with a colourful past. I cannot claim to know him very well but I feel that he is a bright young individual. Perhaps at that age, one tends to be a little shy. Perhaps knowing that he's not one with the mainstream, it makes him a little apprehensive.
可是你可知道，小弟....
最大的敌人不是别人，而是自己.
你很聪明.
加油哦!!
Adrian had his own brief mention of the last evening as well.
How about that for random connections?!
3 previous strangers.
Met through blogging.
And each have his/her own takeaways. Long and short.
This is why contact with people is important to me.
It keeps one alive.
The Dating Show
Ok, I'm fucking tired now but as promised...
The behind the scenes of the Dating Show.
I got to Mediacorp at 8.10am.
Wah lau... Got people later than me.
他妈的.
Then we walked through the Mediacorp maze and got to the makeup unit.
I saw many Mediacorp artistes.
Jacelyn Tay, Kim Ng, Ix Shen blah blah blah...
But I didn't take any pics of them because I was too grouchy.
Here are the 6 'daters' in their respective pairs.
Erm... it was quite dumb lor!!
We had to state our preference without even knowing one another. So I chose Mr Red and said that it's because he's taller than me. Then we drew 'cracked hearts' and I ended up with Mr Green. And guess what? He's the shortest of them all. His height was declared as 1.74m in his bio but I think it's wrong. HAHAHAHA!!! Uber funny lor... I think you will get to see my expression on tv.
This was where we shot the 1st scene.
The cheesy intro and shite lah...
It's actually one corner of Mediacorp.
After pairing up and drawing the destination, we took off in 3 separate vans. This was our van.
Btw, his name is Francis. Born 1976. Libra. Ex-SJI. Arts Fac (NUS). English and Sociology Major. Now choral director of various sec schools. He also does marathons and is a life guard?! Doesn't like metal and prefers R&B and some Rock. Oh oh... he's also a masseuse in a 'For Males Only' spa. I immdiately asked him if he was gay. He said that his spa was 'clean'. HAHAHAHA!!! See... I can remember everything. Btw, I was introduced as a Blogger. HAHAHAHAH!!
Somehow, we ended up having lunch at Maxwell Rd Mkt?!!! Wah lau!!! Like going to work on a Sunday!!! Felt damn strange. And we were walking around and ordering food with the stupid 'double-hearts' tag which says 'C'?!!!
And of all venues.... We kena-ed California Fitness?!!!
Me leh!!! BM who does nothing but work, smoke, drink and blog?!!! Jialat already lor!!! I complained and complained all the way to Raffles Place.
These were our 'trainers'. Scary right?
Acherly, they were really nice lah...
Francis was late this morning and took an uber long time to change into his skimpy outfit!! You will find out about the reason in the show lah...
The crew at work.
Ok, this is one of the examples of how jialat the GYM thing was!!! What I had to do was 1 million times more jialat, ok!!! Heh heh heh... acherly, I'm just weak.
I didn't take many pics of myself coz I was busy trying to tackle the stunts. And with so many people watching, I felt like an animal in a circus. Somebody took this lousy pic with my camera. As you can see, we were trying to do squats while balancing on the 'half-balls'. Damn jialat, ok!!! My thighs were burning!!! Then must pretend to be getting to know each other at the Gym. WHO THE FUCK GOES ON A FIRST DATE AT THE GYM?!!!
=))
After the ordeal, I thought we could finally rest at the cafe. I was too naive. The crew was shooting the two of us while we chatted and had some juice. That's Michelle Chia, aka one of the host, just in case you can't recognise her. The other host was Mark Lee. He's a real Ah Beng. Kept talking cock. And sometimes not even funny. =((
I can't understand why these people are paid some much for doing so little. Everything they say are scripted. They just have to deliver it.
Pic of Francis and a tired BM.
This is Ah Dong(2). If you'd watched enough of Channel U when it was still under Mediaworks, you would know that he was one of the 2 cameramen they had. He's very nice.
This is the shy soundman who refused a front shot. There was another crew member who was uber shy as well.
Acherly, BM's ordeal wasn't too bad as compared to this couple's. HAHAHAH!! They had to rollerblade at Bishan Park and had to learn some tricks.
Until the girl cry ah!!!
The other couple was lucky. They went to Downtown East. 他妈的.
[Sorry no pictures.]
Anyway, I didn't get to talk too much because I was too tired most of the time. And Bonsai was in the California Fitness locker. =((( I hope the editting of the show will be good because most of the time, BM was looking hot and bothered. HAHAHAHAHAH!!!
By the way, it will be aired on Channel 8 on Wed, 10 Aug 2005.
But I dunno the time. HAHAHAHA!!!
That's all.
Cannot take it already lah...
Tomorrow sure got muscle aches one!!
The behind the scenes of the Dating Show.
I got to Mediacorp at 8.10am.
Wah lau... Got people later than me.
他妈的.
Then we walked through the Mediacorp maze and got to the makeup unit.
I saw many Mediacorp artistes.
Jacelyn Tay, Kim Ng, Ix Shen blah blah blah...
But I didn't take any pics of them because I was too grouchy.
Here are the 6 'daters' in their respective pairs.
Erm... it was quite dumb lor!!
We had to state our preference without even knowing one another. So I chose Mr Red and said that it's because he's taller than me. Then we drew 'cracked hearts' and I ended up with Mr Green. And guess what? He's the shortest of them all. His height was declared as 1.74m in his bio but I think it's wrong. HAHAHAHA!!! Uber funny lor... I think you will get to see my expression on tv.
This was where we shot the 1st scene.
The cheesy intro and shite lah...
It's actually one corner of Mediacorp.
After pairing up and drawing the destination, we took off in 3 separate vans. This was our van.
Btw, his name is Francis. Born 1976. Libra. Ex-SJI. Arts Fac (NUS). English and Sociology Major. Now choral director of various sec schools. He also does marathons and is a life guard?! Doesn't like metal and prefers R&B and some Rock. Oh oh... he's also a masseuse in a 'For Males Only' spa. I immdiately asked him if he was gay. He said that his spa was 'clean'. HAHAHAHA!!! See... I can remember everything. Btw, I was introduced as a Blogger. HAHAHAHAH!!
Somehow, we ended up having lunch at Maxwell Rd Mkt?!!! Wah lau!!! Like going to work on a Sunday!!! Felt damn strange. And we were walking around and ordering food with the stupid 'double-hearts' tag which says 'C'?!!!
And of all venues.... We kena-ed California Fitness?!!!
Me leh!!! BM who does nothing but work, smoke, drink and blog?!!! Jialat already lor!!! I complained and complained all the way to Raffles Place.
These were our 'trainers'. Scary right?
Acherly, they were really nice lah...
Francis was late this morning and took an uber long time to change into his skimpy outfit!! You will find out about the reason in the show lah...
The crew at work.
Ok, this is one of the examples of how jialat the GYM thing was!!! What I had to do was 1 million times more jialat, ok!!! Heh heh heh... acherly, I'm just weak.
I didn't take many pics of myself coz I was busy trying to tackle the stunts. And with so many people watching, I felt like an animal in a circus. Somebody took this lousy pic with my camera. As you can see, we were trying to do squats while balancing on the 'half-balls'. Damn jialat, ok!!! My thighs were burning!!! Then must pretend to be getting to know each other at the Gym. WHO THE FUCK GOES ON A FIRST DATE AT THE GYM?!!!
=))
After the ordeal, I thought we could finally rest at the cafe. I was too naive. The crew was shooting the two of us while we chatted and had some juice. That's Michelle Chia, aka one of the host, just in case you can't recognise her. The other host was Mark Lee. He's a real Ah Beng. Kept talking cock. And sometimes not even funny. =((
I can't understand why these people are paid some much for doing so little. Everything they say are scripted. They just have to deliver it.
Pic of Francis and a tired BM.
This is Ah Dong(2). If you'd watched enough of Channel U when it was still under Mediaworks, you would know that he was one of the 2 cameramen they had. He's very nice.
This is the shy soundman who refused a front shot. There was another crew member who was uber shy as well.
Acherly, BM's ordeal wasn't too bad as compared to this couple's. HAHAHAH!! They had to rollerblade at Bishan Park and had to learn some tricks.
Until the girl cry ah!!!
The other couple was lucky. They went to Downtown East. 他妈的.
[Sorry no pictures.]
Anyway, I didn't get to talk too much because I was too tired most of the time. And Bonsai was in the California Fitness locker. =((( I hope the editting of the show will be good because most of the time, BM was looking hot and bothered. HAHAHAHAHAH!!!
By the way, it will be aired on Channel 8 on Wed, 10 Aug 2005.
But I dunno the time. HAHAHAHA!!!
That's all.
Cannot take it already lah...
Tomorrow sure got muscle aches one!!
Earliest Sunday?!!!!
@##@$&#$!!!
KAOZ....
This is the earliest I have ever woken up on a Sunday morning!!!
The guy/program had better be worth it!!!
#$%^$&!!! <-- Can't even bothered to type the swear words!!!
GRUMPY!!!!
Yes... It's the filming day for the dating show...
I think I left my Nikes in the office.
Shite... later if must run then I'll be very slow...
=(((
I think Bonsai will make cameo appearance later.
He said he'd wanted to.
See whether Mediacorp is cool enough for him lor...
Btw, the entry below was not a sad entry lah...
It was meant to encourage people who were 'defects' of the system.
Wah lau... Think I so sad all the time meh?
Pensive and sad are different lor...
Oh.. and been thinking about the shooting of the man who ran in the London Underground. Will blog about it later. Meanwhile, please read up about it so that we can discuss later.
Shite... late already....
#$%^$%&*#!!!
LATERZ!!!!
KAOZ....
This is the earliest I have ever woken up on a Sunday morning!!!
The guy/program had better be worth it!!!
#$%^$&!!! <-- Can't even bothered to type the swear words!!!
GRUMPY!!!!
Yes... It's the filming day for the dating show...
I think I left my Nikes in the office.
Shite... later if must run then I'll be very slow...
=(((
I think Bonsai will make cameo appearance later.
He said he'd wanted to.
See whether Mediacorp is cool enough for him lor...
Btw, the entry below was not a sad entry lah...
It was meant to encourage people who were 'defects' of the system.
Wah lau... Think I so sad all the time meh?
Pensive and sad are different lor...
Oh.. and been thinking about the shooting of the man who ran in the London Underground. Will blog about it later. Meanwhile, please read up about it so that we can discuss later.
Shite... late already....
#$%^$%&*#!!!
LATERZ!!!!
Saturday, July 23, 2005
Taking the Path
I got to know a few new friends within the past few weeks.
We have one thing in common.
We all are slower in school than our peers.
While I will not blog about the reasons why these new friends took a longer time than usual, I have no qualms about letting you know that I have spent 5 years in NUS as an undergraduate.
If you have read my 恋爱史, you would know that I absentmindedly got into Architecture after my 'A' levels. I chose Architecture because my then boyfriend chose Architecture. I had no clue what I wanted as a career. All the girls I knew went to the Business schools. Since I heard that Architecture was tougher to qualify for than Business, it was the rational 1st choice. I went for the aptitude test and interview and somehow managed to qualify.
After 1 semester, I decided to quit. I hated it. The core group was made up of pretentious 18-21 year olds who spoke with faux accents. 'Creations' were basically 'deconstructing and reconstruction' of earlier projects examples passed down by the seniors. I dreaded the dungeon and had to drag myself to school with resentment.
While I knew I didn't want to do Architecture, I didn't know what I had wanted to learn about. So I went for the next most obvious choice, i.e. Building and Estate Management (BEM) or now known as Building and Real Estate (BRE). It had nothing to do with interest as I was interested in nothing. It had everything to do with the irrational fear that I could not qualify for any course in NUS because I heard that the qualifying criteria for re-applicants was more stringent as I had already deprived someone else a place in the university.
Through BEM, I discovered urban planning. The only subject I was interested in. The only lectures I attended consistently. The only module I bothered to read up on. And the reason why I am an urban planner... at least for the past 5 years.
When I decided to quit, I was torn apart inside. I didn't want to be slower than my peers. A million thoughts raced through my mind. I was from a SAP school and a top junior college. It's absurd that I should become a 'retainee'. I couldn't deal with that adequately. I knew my folks would be pissed off. They would feel the same shame. But I knew I would fail because in Architecture, one had to produce 'creations'. Like 6 in the 1st semester. And I was adverse to copying. So, I quitted without consulting my parents. 先斩后奏.
Well, my mother was really pissed off. While she was busy being angry, I was trying to suppress my fear of not being able to get back into the university. 不去想就不会痛吧？ It was certainly one of the lowest points in my young life. I was brought up to graduate from some university and then to move onto a stable job. There was no other way about life. My life would end if NUS had decided not to take me in. I would be a failure.
I recognise that because of my social position, I will eventually graduate from some university. Had I not get into NUS, my mother would have sent me to Australia. And I would probably end up with some Business degree and become a very different person. However, I cannot claim to know about that path because I have not taken it. So back then, I was just an upper-middle class kid absorbed in shame and fearing my parents and the great unknown.
Having come to terms with the shame, I have learnt to take whatever comes my way in my stride and to push it to the furthest. I now know that at every stage, I can try to plan with as much knowledge of the situation as I can possibly gather to make a decision. Then I will stick to it and hope for the best. I have no regrets about the choices I have made. Regretting is a utter waste of time.
On a separate note, while education is important, sometimes taking the well-trodden path prevents one from seeing the other. Perhaps to some, it is unnecessary to experience the other. In fact, it must be ignored because the price is too high. But it is also clear that the well-trodden path need not be experienced because everyone knows it too well.
How does one choose if one only knows 1 path?
We have one thing in common.
We all are slower in school than our peers.
While I will not blog about the reasons why these new friends took a longer time than usual, I have no qualms about letting you know that I have spent 5 years in NUS as an undergraduate.
If you have read my 恋爱史, you would know that I absentmindedly got into Architecture after my 'A' levels. I chose Architecture because my then boyfriend chose Architecture. I had no clue what I wanted as a career. All the girls I knew went to the Business schools. Since I heard that Architecture was tougher to qualify for than Business, it was the rational 1st choice. I went for the aptitude test and interview and somehow managed to qualify.
After 1 semester, I decided to quit. I hated it. The core group was made up of pretentious 18-21 year olds who spoke with faux accents. 'Creations' were basically 'deconstructing and reconstruction' of earlier projects examples passed down by the seniors. I dreaded the dungeon and had to drag myself to school with resentment.
While I knew I didn't want to do Architecture, I didn't know what I had wanted to learn about. So I went for the next most obvious choice, i.e. Building and Estate Management (BEM) or now known as Building and Real Estate (BRE). It had nothing to do with interest as I was interested in nothing. It had everything to do with the irrational fear that I could not qualify for any course in NUS because I heard that the qualifying criteria for re-applicants was more stringent as I had already deprived someone else a place in the university.
Through BEM, I discovered urban planning. The only subject I was interested in. The only lectures I attended consistently. The only module I bothered to read up on. And the reason why I am an urban planner... at least for the past 5 years.
When I decided to quit, I was torn apart inside. I didn't want to be slower than my peers. A million thoughts raced through my mind. I was from a SAP school and a top junior college. It's absurd that I should become a 'retainee'. I couldn't deal with that adequately. I knew my folks would be pissed off. They would feel the same shame. But I knew I would fail because in Architecture, one had to produce 'creations'. Like 6 in the 1st semester. And I was adverse to copying. So, I quitted without consulting my parents. 先斩后奏.
Well, my mother was really pissed off. While she was busy being angry, I was trying to suppress my fear of not being able to get back into the university. 不去想就不会痛吧？ It was certainly one of the lowest points in my young life. I was brought up to graduate from some university and then to move onto a stable job. There was no other way about life. My life would end if NUS had decided not to take me in. I would be a failure.
I recognise that because of my social position, I will eventually graduate from some university. Had I not get into NUS, my mother would have sent me to Australia. And I would probably end up with some Business degree and become a very different person. However, I cannot claim to know about that path because I have not taken it. So back then, I was just an upper-middle class kid absorbed in shame and fearing my parents and the great unknown.
Having come to terms with the shame, I have learnt to take whatever comes my way in my stride and to push it to the furthest. I now know that at every stage, I can try to plan with as much knowledge of the situation as I can possibly gather to make a decision. Then I will stick to it and hope for the best. I have no regrets about the choices I have made. Regretting is a utter waste of time.
On a separate note, while education is important, sometimes taking the well-trodden path prevents one from seeing the other. Perhaps to some, it is unnecessary to experience the other. In fact, it must be ignored because the price is too high. But it is also clear that the well-trodden path need not be experienced because everyone knows it too well.
How does one choose if one only knows 1 path?
依依不舍
I spent the 1st 5 years of my working life in Maxwell.
Now, I am going to spend my waking hours in another part of the island. I am going to miss the buzz in the Tanjong Pagar.
These are pictures of the former Traffic Police HQ building which is currently under renovation to become some artsy place. Must quickly take pictures of the signs. I'm sure they will throw away the signs without much thoughts. Irrelevant already mah....
My existence --> 2000 - 2005
Welcome to my cube.
I have a Sylvester Sim collection outside my cube.
Notice the one in the middle?
My team leader made that for me as part of Christmas exchange last year. I was so touched that I almost cried. 感动!! I'm gonna miss my colleagues.
My designation and my beliefs.
Tacky?
Everything is tacky. Until you believe in it.
One of my ex-colleagues passed me the Coca-Cola thing and with the blue magnet. She gave up on the service after 7/8 years. Cool struggle. And passed it onto me. I am not giving up just yet. I think I'll bring it along with me to remind me that the struggle is meaningful.
This is just part of the shite in my cube. I think I need a lorry.
My cabinet. Full of pictures, toys and slogans.
No wonder it's so difficult to take me seriously.
HAHAHAHAHA!!
I think I shall create the ZEN look in my new cube.
And try to appear SERIOUS.
Appearance/presentation counts uber a lot lor...
You know why?
Because the brain cannot be seen as easily as the body.
Now, I am going to spend my waking hours in another part of the island. I am going to miss the buzz in the Tanjong Pagar.
These are pictures of the former Traffic Police HQ building which is currently under renovation to become some artsy place. Must quickly take pictures of the signs. I'm sure they will throw away the signs without much thoughts. Irrelevant already mah....
My existence --> 2000 - 2005
Welcome to my cube.
I have a Sylvester Sim collection outside my cube.
Notice the one in the middle?
My team leader made that for me as part of Christmas exchange last year. I was so touched that I almost cried. 感动!! I'm gonna miss my colleagues.
My designation and my beliefs.
Tacky?
Everything is tacky. Until you believe in it.
One of my ex-colleagues passed me the Coca-Cola thing and with the blue magnet. She gave up on the service after 7/8 years. Cool struggle. And passed it onto me. I am not giving up just yet. I think I'll bring it along with me to remind me that the struggle is meaningful.
This is just part of the shite in my cube. I think I need a lorry.
My cabinet. Full of pictures, toys and slogans.
No wonder it's so difficult to take me seriously.
HAHAHAHAHA!!
I think I shall create the ZEN look in my new cube.
And try to appear SERIOUS.
Appearance/presentation counts uber a lot lor...
You know why?
Because the brain cannot be seen as easily as the body.
Platforms of Contact
Been meaning to explore this for a while now.
But the anger and noise kept getting to me. =))
I'm only human mah!!
There are 5 points of contact with Blinkymummy.
But the anger and noise kept getting to me. =))
I'm only human mah!!
There are 5 points of contact with Blinkymummy.
- BM on the Blog
- BM in the Email
- BM on the IM
- BM on the Phone
- BM in the Flesh
And these are only to BM and not to the me as stated in my IC. There are also the time dimension, i.e. not to the past BM and neither the future BM, and space dimension, i.e. the situation in which BM is engaged in during the point of contact, e.g. party, home, blog conf etc.
In the above mentioned order, the higher one goes on the list, the longer the reaction time. Blog entries and emails are crafted and amended with more care and thought, simply because there is more time and space. On the IM/phone, one feels the need to respond more than on/in the blog/email. In the flesh, one's impatience is most apparent as the flesh is constantly bombarded by endless external sources of stimulants, i.e. body language, intonations, noise, action etc.
The birth of the internet has created at least 3 new platforms for one to get to know another. Each comes with its own set of dynamics. If the process is one of such complications, how then does one get to know BM or any other blogger/person enough? How does one tell whether this person is faking it or for real?
The only way is, well, the oldest way, i.e. to look out for consistency across all platforms and time.
Contact with people is important to me. I want to be heard and I want to hear. When one is alone, one ceases to matter. However, because the issues are infinite while time and energy are limited, one has to prioritise. And the criteria used is usually based on one's value system, which, in a more organised manner, is called the agenda.
I am not an experienced blogger. Neither am I an experienced human being. I am still trying to grapple with my values, i.e. its constant distillation and creation.
Because of my recent entries, I have been getting shiteloads of mindless anonymous comments, e.g. BM = Bowel Movement. I have contemplated to disallow anonymous comments. However, that might risk losing comments from people who really have something constructive to say but prefer to remain anonymous. Hence, I will keep the anonymous channel opened for now and ignore those unconstructive ones.
On the internet, all are welcomed to participate, regardless of age, race, education background, social positions... and whatever categories and profiles there are ostensibly meaningful out there lah!!
With this, I hope it sets the stage for future discussions.
Friday, July 22, 2005
Wala's & FUCK YOU!!!
Went to Wala's with Moby and to meet Suann and her friend, Enlai. Injenue, Faith and Icebreeze happened to be there too!! WOO HOO!!!
It's a happy night!!!
EIC did at least 2 GREAT SETS!!!
I think they can join my band!! =)))
Plus they announced my blog address once again!! =))
BUT I DETESTED THE PEOPLE WHO DIDN'T CLAP!!!
WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING AT A SPOT WITH A LIVE BAND IF YOU DON'T CLAP TO SHOW YOUR APPRECIATION?!!!
To: All you people who flamed me because of the chick
YOU ARE FUCKING PATHETIC!!!
YOU KNOW WHY?
BECAUSE YOU ACTUALLY BOTHERED TO COMMENT ON AN ENTRY WHICH IS FUCKING BOLIAO!!!
HATE ME OR LOVE ME, I'M BLINKYMUMMY AND I'M HERE TO STAY!!! SO GO SUCK YOUR THUMB!!! HAHAHAHA!!!
IF YOU DIDN'T GET THE MESSAGE IN MY ENTRY, THEN YOU SHOULD STOP READING MY BLOG!!!
It's really pathetic that my entries on the London Attacks merely garnered less than 10 comments while my 'local' entries, e.g. the Fuck This Chick and Death of Loyalty, attracted more than60 80 in total.
It shows how narrow-minded we all are.
How can we only care about what goes on within 25 km (max) radius?
If we carry on at this rate, Singapore is going to implode. Do we even realise how small and insignificant we are on the global scale? Do we know what goes on while we make fucking no meaning comments about XX and SPG? WE DON'T!!!
Do we really think that tomorrow will still be ok?
Just because DEBASEMENT takes a long time?
Does it only hurt when it bleeds?
Are we really waiting for the great devastation so that we will wake up and say to ourselves that "Hey... This is the real SHITE"?!!!
Ok, no more SHITE entries.
From now onwards, only cerebral stuff and the occasional party entries.
If this is too much for you, too bad.
THIS IS THE OTHER BLINKYMUMMY.
I may not know it all, but I will try.
My objective is to incite.
The very humanity in everyone of you.
Not the machine. Definitely not the machine.
YOU ARE NOT A COG.
I promise not to write in a bombastic manner.
(I can't do that anyway.)
But let us communicate through our thoughts and concepts.
Let us be LUCID for once.
It's a happy night!!!
EIC did at least 2 GREAT SETS!!!
I think they can join my band!! =)))
Plus they announced my blog address once again!! =))
BUT I DETESTED THE PEOPLE WHO DIDN'T CLAP!!!
WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING AT A SPOT WITH A LIVE BAND IF YOU DON'T CLAP TO SHOW YOUR APPRECIATION?!!!
To: All you people who flamed me because of the chick
YOU ARE FUCKING PATHETIC!!!
YOU KNOW WHY?
BECAUSE YOU ACTUALLY BOTHERED TO COMMENT ON AN ENTRY WHICH IS FUCKING BOLIAO!!!
HATE ME OR LOVE ME, I'M BLINKYMUMMY AND I'M HERE TO STAY!!! SO GO SUCK YOUR THUMB!!! HAHAHAHA!!!
IF YOU DIDN'T GET THE MESSAGE IN MY ENTRY, THEN YOU SHOULD STOP READING MY BLOG!!!
It's really pathetic that my entries on the London Attacks merely garnered less than 10 comments while my 'local' entries, e.g. the Fuck This Chick and Death of Loyalty, attracted more than
It shows how narrow-minded we all are.
How can we only care about what goes on within 25 km (max) radius?
If we carry on at this rate, Singapore is going to implode. Do we even realise how small and insignificant we are on the global scale? Do we know what goes on while we make fucking no meaning comments about XX and SPG? WE DON'T!!!
Do we really think that tomorrow will still be ok?
Just because DEBASEMENT takes a long time?
Does it only hurt when it bleeds?
Are we really waiting for the great devastation so that we will wake up and say to ourselves that "Hey... This is the real SHITE"?!!!
Ok, no more SHITE entries.
From now onwards, only cerebral stuff and the occasional party entries.
If this is too much for you, too bad.
THIS IS THE OTHER BLINKYMUMMY.
I may not know it all, but I will try.
My objective is to incite.
The very humanity in everyone of you.
Not the machine. Definitely not the machine.
YOU ARE NOT A COG.
I promise not to write in a bombastic manner.
(I can't do that anyway.)
But let us communicate through our thoughts and concepts.
Let us be LUCID for once.
Blinkymummy Brings Good Luck
This is the best lor!!
Though my day sucked big time but Blinkymummy managed to bring some joy to at least one of my Ah Bengs.
Remember Amithyst's dream with Blinkymummy in it?!
He said he bought 4D with the number he saw in the dream, AND HE REALLY WON SOME MONEY!!! WOO HOO!!! Maybe being a Hopeful Beng really helps!!
I WANT A CUT!!!!
Though my day sucked big time but Blinkymummy managed to bring some joy to at least one of my Ah Bengs.
Remember Amithyst's dream with Blinkymummy in it?!
He said he bought 4D with the number he saw in the dream, AND HE REALLY WON SOME MONEY!!! WOO HOO!!! Maybe being a Hopeful Beng really helps!!
I WANT A CUT!!!!
Attacks on You and I
While we were having wine and fun at Dempsey, yet another round of blasts went off in London. We knew because King Meng smsed us. Being intoxicated, most of us laughed it off.
I called 少爷 but the lines were jammed. I left a message, and he hadn't replied since. I am getting worried.
While these latest blasts did little damage to human lives, I balked at the idea of getting used to such attacks. Some may claim that 'what doesn't kill you, will only make you stronger'. But I am concerned with what will be debased in such transformations.
I don't want apathy to be the new religion.
I called 少爷 but the lines were jammed. I left a message, and he hadn't replied since. I am getting worried.
While these latest blasts did little damage to human lives, I balked at the idea of getting used to such attacks. Some may claim that 'what doesn't kill you, will only make you stronger'. But I am concerned with what will be debased in such transformations.
I don't want apathy to be the new religion.
Thursday, July 21, 2005
Night @ Wine Company*
Just back from Wine Company.
Damn fun lor....
Injenue, Icebreeze, Adrian, Faith, Daniel, Moby and me lah!!
Plus some other pple w/o blogs. =)))
Here's to a good turn out and the potato chips after begging the waiter for the entire night.
Faith & Daniel <-- He looks a little TOOT in his new haircut. Said his mother asked to cut his hair wor!!
Icebreeze & Injenue
Erm... I think Adrian looks a little *ahem*.....
BM & Moby!!
Ah Liang is Adrian's good friend.
The Group!!
This is Zouzi. He is Adrian's friend. Apparently he talks cock a lot. But I couldn't tell because he was sitting on the other end.
Underage-smoker in red.
WOO HOO!!! SMOKE RINGS!!!
Adrian did not have performance anxiety that night when asked to demo the rings. ON FORM!!!
Daniel says he can find people for my band wor!!
We 钩钩手指 somemore!!
So, you wait!!! Blinkymummy gonna start a band!!
Woo hoo!!
1st performance confirm in school uniform.
Even Daniel lah!!
And we target next year's Blog Conf!!!!
[Update:]
Eh.... While I was showering this morning, I was thinking about the entry (above) I made and I couldn't remember what I wrote at all leh!! Aiyoh... Wine has a strange way of screwing things up. I was so glad that I did not write about anything I might regret. HAHAHAHAHA!!
(Btw, I have started a new system. For updated entries, an asterisk will be inserted at the end of the title. Good right?!! =)))
Quite a few have asked about the name of my band.
OBVIOUSLY NEVER READ MY ARCHIVES!!! =)))
Never mind... Still can make good by reading this Entry.
Erm... I don't think Adrian can be our lan-ser.
It's not appropriate, though his school uniform will fit in with our concept quite well. Hmmm....
Oh oh....
If 小 Beng reads this in time...
GOOD LUCK FOR YOUR PAPER!!!
[End of Update]
Damn fun lor....
Injenue, Icebreeze, Adrian, Faith, Daniel, Moby and me lah!!
Plus some other pple w/o blogs. =)))
Here's to a good turn out and the potato chips after begging the waiter for the entire night.
Faith & Daniel <-- He looks a little TOOT in his new haircut. Said his mother asked to cut his hair wor!!
Icebreeze & Injenue
Erm... I think Adrian looks a little *ahem*.....
BM & Moby!!
Ah Liang is Adrian's good friend.
The Group!!
This is Zouzi. He is Adrian's friend. Apparently he talks cock a lot. But I couldn't tell because he was sitting on the other end.
Underage-smoker in red.
WOO HOO!!! SMOKE RINGS!!!
Adrian did not have performance anxiety that night when asked to demo the rings. ON FORM!!!
Daniel says he can find people for my band wor!!
We 钩钩手指 somemore!!
So, you wait!!! Blinkymummy gonna start a band!!
Woo hoo!!
1st performance confirm in school uniform.
Even Daniel lah!!
And we target next year's Blog Conf!!!!
[Update:]
Eh.... While I was showering this morning, I was thinking about the entry (above) I made and I couldn't remember what I wrote at all leh!! Aiyoh... Wine has a strange way of screwing things up. I was so glad that I did not write about anything I might regret. HAHAHAHAHA!!
(Btw, I have started a new system. For updated entries, an asterisk will be inserted at the end of the title. Good right?!! =)))
Quite a few have asked about the name of my band.
OBVIOUSLY NEVER READ MY ARCHIVES!!! =)))
Never mind... Still can make good by reading this Entry.
Erm... I don't think Adrian can be our lan-ser.
It's not appropriate, though his school uniform will fit in with our concept quite well. Hmmm....
Oh oh....
If 小 Beng reads this in time...
GOOD LUCK FOR YOUR PAPER!!!
[End of Update]
The Death of Company Loyalty
I was talking to 2 scholars the other day.
They said that they didn't feel that the organisation they were serving with was THEIR organisation. I thought the situation was quite sad. If one is stuck with an organisation for at least 6-8 years and loyalty runs out at the start, then the inevitable period must be uncomfortable.
Separately, someone told me that company loyalty did not exist anymore because the company was not loyal to the individual either. I can see why. If the individual was merely looked upon as a unit of labour, i.e. perfectly replaceable, the individual was not too different from the tagged PCs and laptops which the company had rented from the major sources.
What has happened to Good Faith?
The hierarchy is narrow at the top.
Unless those at the bottom are contented with their relative positions, the organisation will be unstable. How do you tell a generation of go-getters that the majority of them will not get to where they want to? That "this is LIFE"? Yeah yeah yeah... that's because it's not your life that you are talking about. It's somebody else's.
Why can't we 敬业乐业 anymore?
可能真的要，"不去想就不会痛"。
They said that they didn't feel that the organisation they were serving with was THEIR organisation. I thought the situation was quite sad. If one is stuck with an organisation for at least 6-8 years and loyalty runs out at the start, then the inevitable period must be uncomfortable.
Separately, someone told me that company loyalty did not exist anymore because the company was not loyal to the individual either. I can see why. If the individual was merely looked upon as a unit of labour, i.e. perfectly replaceable, the individual was not too different from the tagged PCs and laptops which the company had rented from the major sources.
What has happened to Good Faith?
The hierarchy is narrow at the top.
Unless those at the bottom are contented with their relative positions, the organisation will be unstable. How do you tell a generation of go-getters that the majority of them will not get to where they want to? That "this is LIFE"? Yeah yeah yeah... that's because it's not your life that you are talking about. It's somebody else's.
Why can't we 敬业乐业 anymore?
可能真的要，"不去想就不会痛"。
Wednesday, July 20, 2005
Finance People
I just came back from Bala's.
Supposed to meet only 2 people, but somehow there was a bunch of 'finance' people. Wah lau!!! Damn boring lor!! I confirmed my suspicions that they only talked about cars, wine and other shite which I gave up listening to.
Excerpts:
A: I just bought a ABC123.
B: How much did that cost?
A: $XXX,XXX
B: How many cars do you have now? (To BM) Did you hear that his car cost $XXX,XXX?
BM: Errr... what's a ABC123?
B: It's a XYZ.
BM: (Pretends to be in awe and wide-eyed) Orrrrhhhhh... Waaaah!!!
C: I had a bottle of ABC yesterday
D: ABC? That must be very good?!
C: I bought 6 crates back in 198X at $XX per bottle.
D: What? Only $XX?
C: They cost more than that now. (To BM) Do you know your wines?
BM: Erm... no. I only know bad wine gives a bad hangover.
C: Yes, but the good ones are really good. Like XYZ.
BM: (Switches off)
BM: Eh... How come all of you are wearing same thing? Uniform ah?
E: No?! He's wearing a blue shirt, he's wearing a white shirt, these are blue checks, those are pink checks....
BM: HEE HEE HEE HEE!!! Looks the same to me!!
How like that??!!!
One of them was quite cute lah... but I felt like an alien.
Eh... I am an alien mah?!!
Supposed to meet only 2 people, but somehow there was a bunch of 'finance' people. Wah lau!!! Damn boring lor!! I confirmed my suspicions that they only talked about cars, wine and other shite which I gave up listening to.
Excerpts:
A: I just bought a ABC123.
B: How much did that cost?
A: $XXX,XXX
B: How many cars do you have now? (To BM) Did you hear that his car cost $XXX,XXX?
BM: Errr... what's a ABC123?
B: It's a XYZ.
BM: (Pretends to be in awe and wide-eyed) Orrrrhhhhh... Waaaah!!!
C: I had a bottle of ABC yesterday
D: ABC? That must be very good?!
C: I bought 6 crates back in 198X at $XX per bottle.
D: What? Only $XX?
C: They cost more than that now. (To BM) Do you know your wines?
BM: Erm... no. I only know bad wine gives a bad hangover.
C: Yes, but the good ones are really good. Like XYZ.
BM: (Switches off)
BM: Eh... How come all of you are wearing same thing? Uniform ah?
E: No?! He's wearing a blue shirt, he's wearing a white shirt, these are blue checks, those are pink checks....
BM: HEE HEE HEE HEE!!! Looks the same to me!!
How like that??!!!
One of them was quite cute lah... but I felt like an alien.
Eh... I am an alien mah?!!
See You at Dempsey Tomorrow
Eh people...
A bunch of us are going to The Wine Company at Dempsey tomorrow night. WOO HOO!!! We specifically want Daniel (<-- no email, no IM, no other way to contact) and Simplestar to join us. Pls email Adrian (dissblog@yahoo.co.uk) to confirm time. Daniel can bring guitar for audition.
If you, male/female/unknown/alien/monkey/whatever, are going as well, please drop by to say hi.
As for the Dating Show, I dunno when it'll be airing.
But don't worry, I'll update when I know lah!!
A bunch of us are going to The Wine Company at Dempsey tomorrow night. WOO HOO!!! We specifically want Daniel (<-- no email, no IM, no other way to contact) and Simplestar to join us. Pls email Adrian (dissblog@yahoo.co.uk) to confirm time. Daniel can bring guitar for audition.
If you, male/female/unknown/alien/monkey/whatever, are going as well, please drop by to say hi.
As for the Dating Show, I dunno when it'll be airing.
But don't worry, I'll update when I know lah!!
'Mustness'
My 大哥 IMed me this morning.
He said that I single-handedly made Bengs cool again.
He also said that if I declared tomorrow that I didn't like Ah Bengs anymore, then 'all the Queen's English would come out'.
HAHAHAAHAH!!!
My former hall mate, who emailed me after discovering my blog via Rockson's, said that he couldn't reconcile my wackiness with the fact that I was a public servant. Separately, I read in more than a few entries claiming that female bloggers who swore profusely were seeking attention.
I can't and don't want to speak on behalf of other female bloggers.
I only speak for myself.
It is common to think that somebody or something must be a certain way. However, one must realise that the 'mustness' of these norms are usually dictated by (1) a small group of people who are in power, or (2) a large proportion of the population. There are certain 'mustnesses' which are more crucial and fundamental than others in ensuring social cohesion, e.g. one must not go around killing people at random... eh... wrong... one must not go around killing people. =))
Then there are certain 'mustnesses' which are rather grey, i.e. some people care about them while other don't. In these areas, one can then practise some kind of autonomy.
I do not think that one who swears is less than one who doesn't. Similarly, one who doesn't swear is not more than one who does. Swearing doesn't mean anything. It is merely an expression. When I blog, I put my thought down plainly. If I swear in my thoughts, you will see it in my blog. If you judge me because I swear, it speaks volumes of you, not me.
In the same vein, being wacky doesn't mean that one cannot be a public servant and being a public servant doesn't mean that one cannot be wacky. Of course, because both the public service and the public are not used to the notion that a public servant can be wacky, this general discomfort may cause the wacky public servant some problems, especially in the area of legitimacy of the individual.
Coming back to the revivial of Bengism.
There is a Beng in most, if not all, people.
(Guess who's the ultimate Beng in Singapore?)
There are certainly different types of Bengs.
But the lowest common denominators are essentially the same.
The urge to be relaxed about propriety.
The urge to resist and act against the grain of the rules.
I am glad I have managed to coax the Beng out of you. =)))
Just in case you have been waiting for a long while for somebody to say 'FUCK THE RULES' so that you can be irresponsible about your actions, I'm then sorry that you have misunderstood the above.
I am NOT advocating 'NO RULES' at all. Please read Emile Durkheim. He said we required rules in order to be free. I think it's very true. What are you going to be doing when there are no rules? You'll be very lost and afraid.
He said that I single-handedly made Bengs cool again.
He also said that if I declared tomorrow that I didn't like Ah Bengs anymore, then 'all the Queen's English would come out'.
HAHAHAAHAH!!!
My former hall mate, who emailed me after discovering my blog via Rockson's, said that he couldn't reconcile my wackiness with the fact that I was a public servant. Separately, I read in more than a few entries claiming that female bloggers who swore profusely were seeking attention.
I can't and don't want to speak on behalf of other female bloggers.
I only speak for myself.
It is common to think that somebody or something must be a certain way. However, one must realise that the 'mustness' of these norms are usually dictated by (1) a small group of people who are in power, or (2) a large proportion of the population. There are certain 'mustnesses' which are more crucial and fundamental than others in ensuring social cohesion, e.g. one must not go around killing people at random... eh... wrong... one must not go around killing people. =))
Then there are certain 'mustnesses' which are rather grey, i.e. some people care about them while other don't. In these areas, one can then practise some kind of autonomy.
I do not think that one who swears is less than one who doesn't. Similarly, one who doesn't swear is not more than one who does. Swearing doesn't mean anything. It is merely an expression. When I blog, I put my thought down plainly. If I swear in my thoughts, you will see it in my blog. If you judge me because I swear, it speaks volumes of you, not me.
In the same vein, being wacky doesn't mean that one cannot be a public servant and being a public servant doesn't mean that one cannot be wacky. Of course, because both the public service and the public are not used to the notion that a public servant can be wacky, this general discomfort may cause the wacky public servant some problems, especially in the area of legitimacy of the individual.
Coming back to the revivial of Bengism.
There is a Beng in most, if not all, people.
(Guess who's the ultimate Beng in Singapore?)
There are certainly different types of Bengs.
But the lowest common denominators are essentially the same.
The urge to be relaxed about propriety.
The urge to resist and act against the grain of the rules.
I am glad I have managed to coax the Beng out of you. =)))
Just in case you have been waiting for a long while for somebody to say 'FUCK THE RULES' so that you can be irresponsible about your actions, I'm then sorry that you have misunderstood the above.
I am NOT advocating 'NO RULES' at all. Please read Emile Durkheim. He said we required rules in order to be free. I think it's very true. What are you going to be doing when there are no rules? You'll be very lost and afraid.
Tuesday, July 19, 2005
陌生人的熟悉
有一人， 我已认识了四年。
外表的坚强， 是否是内心的寂寞?
不承认的，是多年的倔强。
国外的伶仃，是否是嘴硬的理由?
这里有仍然关心你的人。
这里有你遗忘了的快乐。
可能，这里的关心与快乐，你已不习惯。
可能，这里的美丽与温馨，你再不需要。
摸一摸你的心底。
你会痛吗？
眨一眨你的眼睛。
你会流泪吗？
伸出你的手。
这感觉是否熟悉？
是否值得你回头?
这些简单的话语, 你还看得明吗?
外表的坚强， 是否是内心的寂寞?
不承认的，是多年的倔强。
国外的伶仃，是否是嘴硬的理由?
这里有仍然关心你的人。
这里有你遗忘了的快乐。
可能，这里的关心与快乐，你已不习惯。
可能，这里的美丽与温馨，你再不需要。
摸一摸你的心底。
你会痛吗？
眨一眨你的眼睛。
你会流泪吗？
伸出你的手。
这感觉是否熟悉？
是否值得你回头?
这些简单的话语, 你还看得明吗?
Open Letter
Dear XLX,
Just like the unintended victims of the NKF saga in the media were the kidney patients, I thought we Singaporean bloggers must not play up what SPG did with Mr Kenny Sia if we did not approve of it to begin with.
SPG can strip. Kenny Sia can leer. That's their business. But if we truly believe that blogging can help create a community within Singapore that means more than trashy tabloids, we must not encourage such behaviour by circulating such contents.
The Singapore Bloggers' Conference was a very good 1st attempt. It must have taken a lot of time and energy on the part of the organisers. Let's not allow it to go to waste by focusing on some attention-desperate 19 yr old and hum sup lou, ok?
I have deleted your comment from my blog so as not to allow this to go round and round.
Please feel free to read/comment on my blog otherwise.
Thank you.
Blinkymummy
Just like the unintended victims of the NKF saga in the media were the kidney patients, I thought we Singaporean bloggers must not play up what SPG did with Mr Kenny Sia if we did not approve of it to begin with.
SPG can strip. Kenny Sia can leer. That's their business. But if we truly believe that blogging can help create a community within Singapore that means more than trashy tabloids, we must not encourage such behaviour by circulating such contents.
The Singapore Bloggers' Conference was a very good 1st attempt. It must have taken a lot of time and energy on the part of the organisers. Let's not allow it to go to waste by focusing on some attention-desperate 19 yr old and hum sup lou, ok?
I have deleted your comment from my blog so as not to allow this to go round and round.
Please feel free to read/comment on my blog otherwise.
Thank you.
Blinkymummy
Drum Class #?? & Dangerous Dashings*
I had a Happy Meal at Plaza Singapura with Huilong, Faith, Keng Ming, Gerald and Adrian, before drum class today. Huilong being the oldest in the group looked the youngest. =)))
Probably spoke too much. Now I have a sore throat.
Here are the Happy Meal HAPPIES!!
WOO HOO!!! Can move one, you know!!
The RED TWINS with the Happy Meal HAPPIES!!
HAAHAHAHAHAHH!!!
Faith & King Meng
Uncle Injenue
[Update:]
We found out that Keng Meng was a 五月天 fan as well!!
WOO HOO!!
I told him about my plans for the August concert, and asked him to go with us to help hold up the '你要娶我吗？' banner. He said cannot. He also said that he was going with his sister, who was a fan as well. I told him not to bring any more girls to the concert. HAHAHAHA!!
While I was trying to convince Keng Meng of my amazing plans to net 阿信, Adrian commented to Gerald that '你看她的眼神，多可怕？！' Wah lau!!! 什么意思嘛？！！是朋友的就帮我，不要suan我！Maybe I ask 小 Beng to go?!! WOO HOO!!!
[End of Update.]
Drum class was uber enjoyable today!!
We finally started to learn a proper song, September. Though the song wasn't too long, my right forearm started to burn after a few rounds. It felt good though. Huilong and I could still feel the high after class ended. =)))
Ok, this is the serious bit.
If you are from Ngee Ann Polytechnic and reading my blog, please go tell your friends in school to only make your way across the pedestrian crossing at the sliproad to PIE when the traffic light turns GREEN!!! Especially at night, because that area is not well-lit at all.
This bunch of siao geen nahs, 3 girls and 2 boys, were playing the fool when I drove past at about 9.45pm. The 3 girls dashed across when the light was RED, giggling.
It's not funny, ok!
If you get hit and die, that's still ok.
If you get hit, don't die but get seriously injured, you'll regret it for the rest of your lives. And it's definitely not worth the stupid thoughts you had in your minds when you dashed across the road holding your friends' hands.
Ok, end of public service message.
=)))
Probably spoke too much. Now I have a sore throat.
Here are the Happy Meal HAPPIES!!
WOO HOO!!! Can move one, you know!!
The RED TWINS with the Happy Meal HAPPIES!!
HAAHAHAHAHAHH!!!
Faith & King Meng
Uncle Injenue
[Update:]
We found out that Keng Meng was a 五月天 fan as well!!
WOO HOO!!
I told him about my plans for the August concert, and asked him to go with us to help hold up the '你要娶我吗？' banner. He said cannot. He also said that he was going with his sister, who was a fan as well. I told him not to bring any more girls to the concert. HAHAHAHA!!
While I was trying to convince Keng Meng of my amazing plans to net 阿信, Adrian commented to Gerald that '你看她的眼神，多可怕？！' Wah lau!!! 什么意思嘛？！！是朋友的就帮我，不要suan我！Maybe I ask 小 Beng to go?!! WOO HOO!!!
[End of Update.]
Drum class was uber enjoyable today!!
We finally started to learn a proper song, September. Though the song wasn't too long, my right forearm started to burn after a few rounds. It felt good though. Huilong and I could still feel the high after class ended. =)))
Ok, this is the serious bit.
If you are from Ngee Ann Polytechnic and reading my blog, please go tell your friends in school to only make your way across the pedestrian crossing at the sliproad to PIE when the traffic light turns GREEN!!! Especially at night, because that area is not well-lit at all.
This bunch of siao geen nahs, 3 girls and 2 boys, were playing the fool when I drove past at about 9.45pm. The 3 girls dashed across when the light was RED, giggling.
It's not funny, ok!
If you get hit and die, that's still ok.
If you get hit, don't die but get seriously injured, you'll regret it for the rest of your lives. And it's definitely not worth the stupid thoughts you had in your minds when you dashed across the road holding your friends' hands.
Ok, end of public service message.
=)))
The Dating Show <--- Exciting!!!
Mediacorp called me again today.
They told me that I could take pictures during the filming so that I could blog about it. Fwah... I guess Mediacorp recognises the power of the internet as well.
Rest assure that I will take loads of pictures (before, during and after filming) and blog about them. I don't care whether a giant company like Mediacorp will be benefiting from my blog or not, I just wanna share the fun with you!!
On a serious note, I'm a little concern that the guy (whoever he is, good luck!! hahahah!!) will be a little overwhelmed by the picture-taking and my craziness. It's likely that we may lose out on time solely because I will be busy taking pictures. Then he will scold me. Aiyoh... WHATEVER LAH!! Maybe he'll turn out to be Rockson leh?!! Then I can scold him on national tv for rejecting me earlier. PUI!!! Maybe, I'll demand to change partners. I'll say loudly,"可以换人吗？这个没有种的，我不要!"HAHAHAHA!!!
I realised that for my team to 'win', viewers' sms votes count leh!! Are you gonna support me or not?!! Sekali only got 1 sms... from Bonsai somemore. <--- 下衰哦!!
I have drum class again tonight and I have not practised. =(
I was supposed to do so during lunchtime today but I had to rush home to change into proper clothes for the Board Briefing. I always say that meetings and briefings with/to big shots are like doing shows. Everything is well-rehearsed and on the actual day, one must put on special clothes and make-up. HAHAHAHA!! Anyway, I think my drum instructor is going to make fun of me again tonight. HIYAH!!!
I have been so busy that I have not gone for any YunNam treatments since I got back from London. Think all my hair falling out again!! AARRRGGGHHHH!!!!
They told me that I could take pictures during the filming so that I could blog about it. Fwah... I guess Mediacorp recognises the power of the internet as well.
Rest assure that I will take loads of pictures (before, during and after filming) and blog about them. I don't care whether a giant company like Mediacorp will be benefiting from my blog or not, I just wanna share the fun with you!!
On a serious note, I'm a little concern that the guy (whoever he is, good luck!! hahahah!!) will be a little overwhelmed by the picture-taking and my craziness. It's likely that we may lose out on time solely because I will be busy taking pictures. Then he will scold me. Aiyoh... WHATEVER LAH!! Maybe he'll turn out to be Rockson leh?!! Then I can scold him on national tv for rejecting me earlier. PUI!!! Maybe, I'll demand to change partners. I'll say loudly,"可以换人吗？这个没有种的，我不要!"HAHAHAHA!!!
I realised that for my team to 'win', viewers' sms votes count leh!! Are you gonna support me or not?!! Sekali only got 1 sms... from Bonsai somemore. <--- 下衰哦!!
I have drum class again tonight and I have not practised. =(
I was supposed to do so during lunchtime today but I had to rush home to change into proper clothes for the Board Briefing. I always say that meetings and briefings with/to big shots are like doing shows. Everything is well-rehearsed and on the actual day, one must put on special clothes and make-up. HAHAHAHA!! Anyway, I think my drum instructor is going to make fun of me again tonight. HIYAH!!!
I have been so busy that I have not gone for any YunNam treatments since I got back from London. Think all my hair falling out again!! AARRRGGGHHHH!!!!
Monday, July 18, 2005
Quiet Evening
This is Suann's darling aka Yoda.
Yoda is very friendly.
Sometimes a little siao.
We had dinner at the Pho place in Hol V and Yoda met a new friend. Though I'm not a dog person, I thought Yoda's new friend was quite handsome.
I challenged Suann to the cherry stalk tying competition.
No hands hor... Only tongue.
As you can see, both stalks were quite short.
BUT MY STALK WAS SHORTER, OK!!
Then I lost lah!!
By a few seconds lah!!
(Sorry about the blur pic. My camera was sulky.)
As I was trying to get a better pic of the stalks, Suann's stalk sprang opened. HAHAHAHAH!! Then she threw both in the ashtray because she didn't want to repeat the challenge. Aiyoh... How can like that?!! Just means that your knot is tai koh one lah!!
Ok, that's all.
A quiet evening with aches all over and of dinner with friends.
Eh... Actually, there was more....
Suann: You say you like Ah Bengs but will you go out with them? None of your boyfriends were Bengs mah?
BM: (Getting defensive) That's not true!! 春 was Beng mah!!
Suann: No lah... He's not!
BM: He is!! He is!!! It's the loyalty to friends part mah!!
Suann: Other guys are also loyal to their friends. Like (Said some Indian name) My ex then Ah Beng ah!!
Huilong: Richard?! Yah yah!! That one is really Beng!!
BM: Issit? Got Secret Society or not?
Suann: Got!!
BM: (To myself) Shite... (To Suann) I know already!! Remember the bouncer I went out with? Not my boyfriend lah, but he's Ah Beng mah!! He was with SS leh!! Handsome one, ok!! (Damn proud) He played basketball and called himself Jordan. Like that Beng enough, right?!!
Suann: Hahahahahahah!! Yah...
BM: Wait... (Takes out mobile) I call him now!!
Suann: Huh? What for? To prove that you went out with a Beng ah?
BM: Yah!! (Finds his name) I still got his number. (After a while) 他妈的! He changed his number!! (Sulks)
Yoda is very friendly.
Sometimes a little siao.
We had dinner at the Pho place in Hol V and Yoda met a new friend. Though I'm not a dog person, I thought Yoda's new friend was quite handsome.
I challenged Suann to the cherry stalk tying competition.
No hands hor... Only tongue.
As you can see, both stalks were quite short.
BUT MY STALK WAS SHORTER, OK!!
Then I lost lah!!
By a few seconds lah!!
(Sorry about the blur pic. My camera was sulky.)
As I was trying to get a better pic of the stalks, Suann's stalk sprang opened. HAHAHAHAH!! Then she threw both in the ashtray because she didn't want to repeat the challenge. Aiyoh... How can like that?!! Just means that your knot is tai koh one lah!!
Ok, that's all.
A quiet evening with aches all over and of dinner with friends.
Eh... Actually, there was more....
Suann: You say you like Ah Bengs but will you go out with them? None of your boyfriends were Bengs mah?
BM: (Getting defensive) That's not true!! 春 was Beng mah!!
Suann: No lah... He's not!
BM: He is!! He is!!! It's the loyalty to friends part mah!!
Suann: Other guys are also loyal to their friends. Like (Said some Indian name) My ex then Ah Beng ah!!
Huilong: Richard?! Yah yah!! That one is really Beng!!
BM: Issit? Got Secret Society or not?
Suann: Got!!
BM: (To myself) Shite... (To Suann) I know already!! Remember the bouncer I went out with? Not my boyfriend lah, but he's Ah Beng mah!! He was with SS leh!! Handsome one, ok!! (Damn proud) He played basketball and called himself Jordan. Like that Beng enough, right?!!
Suann: Hahahahahahah!! Yah...
BM: Wait... (Takes out mobile) I call him now!!
Suann: Huh? What for? To prove that you went out with a Beng ah?
BM: Yah!! (Finds his name) I still got his number. (After a while) 他妈的! He changed his number!! (Sulks)
Viral Attack
I went to at least 2 doctors for this already.
The latest one told me that the motion sickness feeling and the backaches are caused by a viral attack. So I am on 1-day MC now. Tired. My neck aches very much.
It's amazing what can happen when one puts oneself out on the internet.
Some doggy soft toy emailed Bonsai to say that his daddy left his mummy and him 3 years ago. Mixed emotions. I was a little freaked out reading it. Then I thought,"This must be how others felt when they read the Bonsai entry. Hahaha!" Seriously, I felt empathy for the doggy's mummy. 3 years is a long time. Must wake up your ideas and move on already.
Some guy emailed me 3 badges he made for me. Though he didn't leave his blog address, I managed to find it somehow. I think he makes badges for many many bloggers. =))) You very free ah? Thanks anyway. It's quite cute but there are 2 problems. (1) Lupin already made a badge for me (the one I am using) and (2) Gif files cannot be uploaded via Hello.
Amithyst (see his link under My Ah Bengs on the side bar) dreamt of me?!! Wah lau!!! Don't like that leh... It's a little freaky lor... =)))
One of my exes saw my picture on Rockson's and called me up. It's nice to talk to old friends after a long absence. He's started a business on his own. Very brave. I wish you all the luck. If I can be of any help, please let me know.
Btw, Mediacorp called me. I'll be filming the Dating Show this Sunday. They say the guys quite handsome one lor... I hope they are not bluffing. See how lah... Obviously, I'll blog about it as much as I legally can lah!!! =)))
Ok, going for dinner oredi.
I dun really feel like eating but I wanna hang out with my friends for a while.
The latest one told me that the motion sickness feeling and the backaches are caused by a viral attack. So I am on 1-day MC now. Tired. My neck aches very much.
It's amazing what can happen when one puts oneself out on the internet.
Some doggy soft toy emailed Bonsai to say that his daddy left his mummy and him 3 years ago. Mixed emotions. I was a little freaked out reading it. Then I thought,"This must be how others felt when they read the Bonsai entry. Hahaha!" Seriously, I felt empathy for the doggy's mummy. 3 years is a long time. Must wake up your ideas and move on already.
Some guy emailed me 3 badges he made for me. Though he didn't leave his blog address, I managed to find it somehow. I think he makes badges for many many bloggers. =))) You very free ah? Thanks anyway. It's quite cute but there are 2 problems. (1) Lupin already made a badge for me (the one I am using) and (2) Gif files cannot be uploaded via Hello.
Amithyst (see his link under My Ah Bengs on the side bar) dreamt of me?!! Wah lau!!! Don't like that leh... It's a little freaky lor... =)))
One of my exes saw my picture on Rockson's and called me up. It's nice to talk to old friends after a long absence. He's started a business on his own. Very brave. I wish you all the luck. If I can be of any help, please let me know.
Btw, Mediacorp called me. I'll be filming the Dating Show this Sunday. They say the guys quite handsome one lor... I hope they are not bluffing. See how lah... Obviously, I'll blog about it as much as I legally can lah!!! =)))
Ok, going for dinner oredi.
I dun really feel like eating but I wanna hang out with my friends for a while.
Blinkymummy is Sick
I'm aching all over.
Looks and feels like the flu.
SHITE.
Still got headache.
Nabehz.
Looks and feels like the flu.
SHITE.
Still got headache.
Nabehz.
Sunday, July 17, 2005
Sweet Violent Love
In one afternoon, I watch Royston Tan's 15 and Baz Luhrmann's Romeo & Juliet. Somehow Romeo and his friends came across as super Bengs. =))
Juliet was rational until Romeo asked to exchange vows in her garden. Then she lost it.
Wah lau... How familiarly stupid is that?!!
It was a bad idea to watch R&J on the day I was supposed to get married.
These violent delights have violent ends
And in their triumph die, like fire and powder,
Which as they kiss consume: the sweetest honey
Is loathsome in his own deliciousness
And in the taste confounds the appetite:
Therefore love moderately; long love doth so;
Too swift arrives as tardy as too slow.
Fairy tales are dangerous.
It tears one apart.
The only person who can put it together again is oneself.
Unfortunately, one never learns.
One only lusts after its sweetness and tries again... in vain.
Cheebye.
合作一点，可以吗？
很累了啦！
Juliet was rational until Romeo asked to exchange vows in her garden. Then she lost it.
Wah lau... How familiarly stupid is that?!!
It was a bad idea to watch R&J on the day I was supposed to get married.
These violent delights have violent ends
And in their triumph die, like fire and powder,
Which as they kiss consume: the sweetest honey
Is loathsome in his own deliciousness
And in the taste confounds the appetite:
Therefore love moderately; long love doth so;
Too swift arrives as tardy as too slow.
Fairy tales are dangerous.
It tears one apart.
The only person who can put it together again is oneself.
Unfortunately, one never learns.
One only lusts after its sweetness and tries again... in vain.
Cheebye.
合作一点，可以吗？
很累了啦！
Bloggers' Conference & The Buzzing Node
I read with disappointment the article on Blog Conf in the papers today. It described the Blog Conf and called it a yawn. But it didn't ask WHY it was such a yawn. Thought it's the reporter's job to probe?
In any case, what were they expecting? That Blog Conf would be a forum where passionate political inciters gathered to rave about subversive issues? How cock is that? There is a reason why these issues are commonly discussed online within the shroud of anonymity.
Despite my initial skepticism and that I was bored with the talks, I thought that Blog Conf was a really good 1st effort. Kudos to Tomorrow.sg. And I hope there will be Blog Confs every year.
When I deciding whether to go for Blog Conf, it struck me that the Esplanade area was going to be damn happening on that day. Apart from Blog Conf, there was BayBeats and the NDP rehearsal. Why didn't anybody write about the activities and potential buzz in that very locale within that particular afternoon/evening? These seemingly mutually exclusive activities are the type of buzz which the Planner can only wish for, the Singaporean will look forward to and the Visitor will like to participate in to soak the Singapore.
Fucking waste time talking about NFK, Mrs Goh's Peanut comments and shite. Maybe it takes a blogger to write about it, then it will get quoted in the newspapers.
In any case, what were they expecting? That Blog Conf would be a forum where passionate political inciters gathered to rave about subversive issues? How cock is that? There is a reason why these issues are commonly discussed online within the shroud of anonymity.
Despite my initial skepticism and that I was bored with the talks, I thought that Blog Conf was a really good 1st effort. Kudos to Tomorrow.sg. And I hope there will be Blog Confs every year.
When I deciding whether to go for Blog Conf, it struck me that the Esplanade area was going to be damn happening on that day. Apart from Blog Conf, there was BayBeats and the NDP rehearsal. Why didn't anybody write about the activities and potential buzz in that very locale within that particular afternoon/evening? These seemingly mutually exclusive activities are the type of buzz which the Planner can only wish for, the Singaporean will look forward to and the Visitor will like to participate in to soak the Singapore.
Fucking waste time talking about NFK, Mrs Goh's Peanut comments and shite. Maybe it takes a blogger to write about it, then it will get quoted in the newspapers.
Thoughts on a Comment
This person read the Cabby's Advice and made the following comments:
[Dear Anon, Thanks for your comment. I appreciate your thoughts and the penning of them.]
It is not that the taxi driver succumbs to fate but because he understands his limitation.
You are still young with a master degree under your belt, not to mention no family commitment to worry. That gives you loads of ammunition to fight back.
If you are like me, 35 years old, married (though no children), with only 5 'O' Levels credits. What more do you ask for if your company is willing to keep you even for another day? Upgrading at this age is no longer a passport for promotion or pay increment, but to be on par with everyone else in the company or at least comes in handy if I am next in line for retrenchment.
This is the real world...if you understand at all... maybe we are living in different planes of existence if you don't...
The instinctive reaction to this comment was to feel bad about complaining. Yes, it can be comforting to know that there will always be people who are in worse off positions than you and/or that there are people who are soaking in equal shite with you.
However, after that surge of self-comfort, one begins to realise that one's life is not about being relatively better off than others. Such thoughts are the undesirable consequences of meritocracy. It's almost as if there are 10 ranks in Life and if one happens to be stuck in Ranks 2 to 9, one will tell oneself that the situation is not too bad because one is not at the bottom.
There are only ranks when one subscribe to the system of ranking. Actually, this was the exact reason which my org told me when I had asked for the post grad scholarship. I was told that there were more deserving officers for the scholarship, but I was already better than many other officers who didn't get the promotion. Then I was branded a "Go-Getter". <-- But does it mean anything?
My question is... When one thinks one is satisfied with one's current position, does this satisfaction come from one's desire to be so or the giving in to the overwhelming external conditions and forces? Sometimes, it is tough to tell them apart. Sometimes one can kid oneself convincingly.
Like I said earlier, one is only responsible for oneself and one's passengers. Nobody said anything was going to be easy. Then the question is, has one been responsible in his ways? Has one tried his best? For oneself and for his passengers?
One may fight all his life and not get what he wants.
But once one stops fighting, then one is dead.
[Dear Anon, Thanks for your comment. I appreciate your thoughts and the penning of them.]
It is not that the taxi driver succumbs to fate but because he understands his limitation.
You are still young with a master degree under your belt, not to mention no family commitment to worry. That gives you loads of ammunition to fight back.
If you are like me, 35 years old, married (though no children), with only 5 'O' Levels credits. What more do you ask for if your company is willing to keep you even for another day? Upgrading at this age is no longer a passport for promotion or pay increment, but to be on par with everyone else in the company or at least comes in handy if I am next in line for retrenchment.
This is the real world...if you understand at all... maybe we are living in different planes of existence if you don't...
The instinctive reaction to this comment was to feel bad about complaining. Yes, it can be comforting to know that there will always be people who are in worse off positions than you and/or that there are people who are soaking in equal shite with you.
However, after that surge of self-comfort, one begins to realise that one's life is not about being relatively better off than others. Such thoughts are the undesirable consequences of meritocracy. It's almost as if there are 10 ranks in Life and if one happens to be stuck in Ranks 2 to 9, one will tell oneself that the situation is not too bad because one is not at the bottom.
There are only ranks when one subscribe to the system of ranking. Actually, this was the exact reason which my org told me when I had asked for the post grad scholarship. I was told that there were more deserving officers for the scholarship, but I was already better than many other officers who didn't get the promotion. Then I was branded a "Go-Getter". <-- But does it mean anything?
My question is... When one thinks one is satisfied with one's current position, does this satisfaction come from one's desire to be so or the giving in to the overwhelming external conditions and forces? Sometimes, it is tough to tell them apart. Sometimes one can kid oneself convincingly.
Like I said earlier, one is only responsible for oneself and one's passengers. Nobody said anything was going to be easy. Then the question is, has one been responsible in his ways? Has one tried his best? For oneself and for his passengers?
One may fight all his life and not get what he wants.
But once one stops fighting, then one is dead.
TODAY
Today is 17 Jul 05.
The now-defunct wedding day.
I don't even know what/how to feel about it.
Nothing has changed, yet everything has changed.
Know what I mean?
Life still goes on.
It has to. One way or another.
Hopes.
Dreams.
Heartaches.
Pain.
Misery.
Who are you?
Where are you?
And when will you be with me?
The now-defunct wedding day.
I don't even know what/how to feel about it.
Nothing has changed, yet everything has changed.
Know what I mean?
Life still goes on.
It has to. One way or another.
Hopes.
Dreams.
Heartaches.
Pain.
Misery.
Who are you?
Where are you?
And when will you be with me?
Saturday, July 16, 2005
Bloggers' Conference
It has been a long day for Blinkymummy.
Woke up at 7.30am. Dunno why also.
Anyway, after running some errands, I drove down to the Bloggers Conference at DXO, Esplanade. When I got there, i.e. almost 5pm, Mr Miyagi and these 2 lawyers were talking about legal stuff. I was so bored. After that a bunch of tech people started talking about very cheem things which I didn't understand. Here's what the dance floor looked like. It felt very strange for a club to be so bright, no music and cannot smoke.
Anyway, I met some of my Ah Bengs.
From left: Adrian (Facile Beng), Gerald, Keng Ming and Daniel (Guitar Beng). I think Daniel is quite cute wor!! =))) Very 斯文. I think my band members will approve.
Amithyst (Hopeful Beng) came up to me. Yay!!!
[Pic deleted as requested by Amithyst.]
Then I was reminded of 小 Beng (Simplestar or Zhe Bin).
Apparently he was there but he didn't come up to me.
喂！为什么这样？！
Also Diver First Class, who said he had wanted to take care of me twice, did not come up to me. Not even sure whether he was there.
Erm... I guess Rockson wasn't there as well.
HAHAHAHA!!!!
Brown & BM.
Wanted to take a pic with Mr Miyagi but he was either on stage or busy with this tall chick. Oh well....
This is Sasky.
And of course... Big Fuck was the biggest motherfucking social butterfly who fleeted from one group to another lah!!!
Adrian and Big Fuck. I think they made a dent in Microsoft's budget, especially Big Fuck. For such a small guy, he can definitely hold his liquor!!!
I also met many other bloggers like Agagoga (with his rebonded hair and hairclips) Sheena, Barfie, Eileen, SuspiciousBastard etc... Sorry if I missed out your names...)
See Sheena's entry for more pics and links!!
Singapore's Bloggers' Convention got foreign import wor!!
Here's Malaysia's Kenny Sia with Singapore's Xiaxue.
Awkward moment for them. XX proposed to him earlier, right?
And it was to turn out even more awkward when Kenny Sia was the first guy to pose with the belly dancers after their performance. (Yah!! Really got belly dancers.) The most awkward moment was, I heard, that SPG posed topless for Kenny Sia at Blog Conf. Wah lau!!! This girl got something wrong. I guess she will be doing the Maxim shoot lor!! And can go all the way also.
Here's a pic of Moby Beng's favourite belly dancer. Quite cute I must say. He took like 1 million pics of her using my camera lor!! (Oi Moby... I deleted the pics accidentally leh how?HAHAHAHAH!!! Bluff you one lah!!)
But we still don't understand why Bloggers Conference got Belly Dancing.
All stunned by Belly Dancers.
Because I was so bored with the talks during the conference, I went outside and saw Men in Uniform participating in the National Day Parade rehearsals. Fwah....
Policemen wor!!!
The Civil Defence guys were the best!!
I waved to them from the roof terrace and they waved back!!!
But then they got scolded by their sergeant.
Wah lau!! So serious meh...
The most cutest person I met at Blog Conf was not a blogger. He was a waiter at DXO. Saw him moving the chairs and asked to take a pic with him. His name is Zenon and is probably half my age. HAHAAHAHAH!! But cute right?!!!
Moby and I decided to go for dinner after the Blog Conf.
We went to the new hawker street at Esplanade. The food selection was quite good. We shared a table with this aunty, her friend and this sickening couple who were feeding each other. Moby and I cringed hard. At the same time, BayBeats 2005 was taking place. Quickly eat finish go and see lah!!!
I caught this guy combing his mother hair at the food street. She must be very old. And he was very tender about it. Made my day.
While eating halfway, the power of the Air Force overwhelmed us.
This was at one of the 3 outdoor venues of BayBeats.
A Malaysian all-girl band called Plush.
So serious wor... Got Cisco security somemore.
Though it was drizzling a little, the crowd was huge!!
Supporter of BayBeats.
After like 10 mins of BayBeats, Moby and I went back to DXO for drinks. Later in the evening, we were treated to a magical display of fireworks. Fwah... so romantic.
Erm... acherly, Moby and I felt quite out-of-place at Blog Conf. I mean, it's weird to have people coming up to you going,"Eh... Blinkymummy!" Then people were talking about domains and tech stuff. As Moby puts it,"What the fuck is a Domain? I dun care?!!"
So, we left and headed for Zouk to regain our sanity.
And met some of our hall friends.
Moby kept telling me that the guy beside me (I forgot his name already) was the most handsome friend he had. Erm... I think this pic doesn't do him justice. But he does look like a better version of Jay Chou. Thought he lost quite a bit of weight since hall days. And the guy on the extreme left, Anthony, reads my blog!!! FWAH!!!!
Tiring day.
Still haven't gotten back to my lost Duality entry.
Shite.
Ok, I have decided that I will have 2 new Bengs under My Ah Bengs. And they are.... *Drum Roll, please*.... Injenue and Big Fuck!!! =))) They are funny and intelligent people.
The Press' Mistake - Blog Conf
Woke up at 7.30am. Dunno why also.
Anyway, after running some errands, I drove down to the Bloggers Conference at DXO, Esplanade. When I got there, i.e. almost 5pm, Mr Miyagi and these 2 lawyers were talking about legal stuff. I was so bored. After that a bunch of tech people started talking about very cheem things which I didn't understand. Here's what the dance floor looked like. It felt very strange for a club to be so bright, no music and cannot smoke.
Anyway, I met some of my Ah Bengs.
From left: Adrian (Facile Beng), Gerald, Keng Ming and Daniel (Guitar Beng). I think Daniel is quite cute wor!! =))) Very 斯文. I think my band members will approve.
Amithyst (Hopeful Beng) came up to me. Yay!!!
[Pic deleted as requested by Amithyst.]
Then I was reminded of 小 Beng (Simplestar or Zhe Bin).
Apparently he was there but he didn't come up to me.
喂！为什么这样？！
Also Diver First Class, who said he had wanted to take care of me twice, did not come up to me. Not even sure whether he was there.
Erm... I guess Rockson wasn't there as well.
HAHAHAHA!!!!
Brown & BM.
Wanted to take a pic with Mr Miyagi but he was either on stage or busy with this tall chick. Oh well....
This is Sasky.
And of course... Big Fuck was the biggest motherfucking social butterfly who fleeted from one group to another lah!!!
Adrian and Big Fuck. I think they made a dent in Microsoft's budget, especially Big Fuck. For such a small guy, he can definitely hold his liquor!!!
I also met many other bloggers like Agagoga (with his rebonded hair and hairclips) Sheena, Barfie, Eileen, SuspiciousBastard etc... Sorry if I missed out your names...)
See Sheena's entry for more pics and links!!
Singapore's Bloggers' Convention got foreign import wor!!
Here's Malaysia's Kenny Sia with Singapore's Xiaxue.
Awkward moment for them. XX proposed to him earlier, right?
And it was to turn out even more awkward when Kenny Sia was the first guy to pose with the belly dancers after their performance. (Yah!! Really got belly dancers.) The most awkward moment was, I heard, that SPG posed topless for Kenny Sia at Blog Conf. Wah lau!!! This girl got something wrong. I guess she will be doing the Maxim shoot lor!! And can go all the way also.
Here's a pic of Moby Beng's favourite belly dancer. Quite cute I must say. He took like 1 million pics of her using my camera lor!! (Oi Moby... I deleted the pics accidentally leh how?HAHAHAHAH!!! Bluff you one lah!!)
But we still don't understand why Bloggers Conference got Belly Dancing.
All stunned by Belly Dancers.
Because I was so bored with the talks during the conference, I went outside and saw Men in Uniform participating in the National Day Parade rehearsals. Fwah....
Policemen wor!!!
The Civil Defence guys were the best!!
I waved to them from the roof terrace and they waved back!!!
But then they got scolded by their sergeant.
Wah lau!! So serious meh...
The most cutest person I met at Blog Conf was not a blogger. He was a waiter at DXO. Saw him moving the chairs and asked to take a pic with him. His name is Zenon and is probably half my age. HAHAAHAHAH!! But cute right?!!!
Moby and I decided to go for dinner after the Blog Conf.
We went to the new hawker street at Esplanade. The food selection was quite good. We shared a table with this aunty, her friend and this sickening couple who were feeding each other. Moby and I cringed hard. At the same time, BayBeats 2005 was taking place. Quickly eat finish go and see lah!!!
I caught this guy combing his mother hair at the food street. She must be very old. And he was very tender about it. Made my day.
While eating halfway, the power of the Air Force overwhelmed us.
This was at one of the 3 outdoor venues of BayBeats.
A Malaysian all-girl band called Plush.
So serious wor... Got Cisco security somemore.
Though it was drizzling a little, the crowd was huge!!
Supporter of BayBeats.
After like 10 mins of BayBeats, Moby and I went back to DXO for drinks. Later in the evening, we were treated to a magical display of fireworks. Fwah... so romantic.
Erm... acherly, Moby and I felt quite out-of-place at Blog Conf. I mean, it's weird to have people coming up to you going,"Eh... Blinkymummy!" Then people were talking about domains and tech stuff. As Moby puts it,"What the fuck is a Domain? I dun care?!!"
So, we left and headed for Zouk to regain our sanity.
And met some of our hall friends.
Moby kept telling me that the guy beside me (I forgot his name already) was the most handsome friend he had. Erm... I think this pic doesn't do him justice. But he does look like a better version of Jay Chou. Thought he lost quite a bit of weight since hall days. And the guy on the extreme left, Anthony, reads my blog!!! FWAH!!!!
Tiring day.
Still haven't gotten back to my lost Duality entry.
Shite.
Ok, I have decided that I will have 2 new Bengs under My Ah Bengs. And they are.... *Drum Roll, please*.... Injenue and Big Fuck!!! =))) They are funny and intelligent people.
The Press' Mistake - Blog Conf
Lost Duality
Friday, July 15, 2005
Resignation
Fuck!!
I had 9,000 hits on 15 Jul 05!!!
Thanks, people!!
Hope you would come back and read EVERYDAY!!
I submitted my resignation today.
5 years of tears and sweat.
I love urban planning.
Even applied and got a place in UCLA Urban Planning Phd program for it. But my org thinks that there are more deserving people for the fucking post grad scholarship. People who take up post grad just to calculate the value of their 4-yr bond the moment they get back to Singapore. I'm not even asking for a Phd. Just a masters. Oh well... If they think I'm not good enough for them, then just too bad. I'm good enough for myself and whoever thinks I am lor.
It's quite sad that I'm leaving my org.
I love my job.
Just that people cannot accept me for who I am.
I think I'm too alien to be accepted.
5 years... a pretty long time to prove that I am interested and have to ability to serve. If that isn't enough to convince, then seriously, what is?!!!
I cannot predict the future.
I cannot say that I won't go back to planning.
I want to serve the public.
To serve you, you and you.
Yes, I'm a little high.
But hey... it takes a little artificial augmentation to say it all.
I had 9,000 hits on 15 Jul 05!!!
Thanks, people!!
Hope you would come back and read EVERYDAY!!
I submitted my resignation today.
5 years of tears and sweat.
I love urban planning.
Even applied and got a place in UCLA Urban Planning Phd program for it. But my org thinks that there are more deserving people for the fucking post grad scholarship. People who take up post grad just to calculate the value of their 4-yr bond the moment they get back to Singapore. I'm not even asking for a Phd. Just a masters. Oh well... If they think I'm not good enough for them, then just too bad. I'm good enough for myself and whoever thinks I am lor.
It's quite sad that I'm leaving my org.
I love my job.
Just that people cannot accept me for who I am.
I think I'm too alien to be accepted.
5 years... a pretty long time to prove that I am interested and have to ability to serve. If that isn't enough to convince, then seriously, what is?!!!
I cannot predict the future.
I cannot say that I won't go back to planning.
I want to serve the public.
To serve you, you and you.
Yes, I'm a little high.
But hey... it takes a little artificial augmentation to say it all.
MAXIM & Blog Conf
Ok, I'm sorry to disappoint you guys but I have officially rejected the Maxim offer.
They were quite nice about it. They didn't scold me or anything. <---Not that I know of lah!! Reason for turning down the offer? Coz it's a FOC shoot.... in bikini somemore. They said I would get more hits on my blog in return. Wah lau... I'm not SPG or XX lor!!! Where got pose for free one?!
Since Amithyst has asked, I will be going for the Blog Conference tomorrow. So there. I wanna see all my Ah Bengs there. Please identify yourselves by wearing pinafores. =)))))
They were quite nice about it. They didn't scold me or anything. <---Not that I know of lah!! Reason for turning down the offer? Coz it's a FOC shoot.... in bikini somemore. They said I would get more hits on my blog in return. Wah lau... I'm not SPG or XX lor!!! Where got pose for free one?!
Since Amithyst has asked, I will be going for the Blog Conference tomorrow. So there. I wanna see all my Ah Bengs there. Please identify yourselves by wearing pinafores. =)))))
Thursday, July 14, 2005
7200
I can't believe this.
I had more than 7,200 hits today?!!!
Highest ever. Even more than those times when I got Tomorrowed, Miyagied, Browned, Todayed and STed.
My friend smsed me to tell me he saw me on Rockson's blog. My SNGS junior left a comment. 2 friends from hall emailed me.
All this because of Rockson?!!
Of all bloggers.
Sigh... Why like that?
Love-Hate.
[For those of you who are unfamiliar with my relationship with Rockson, please see the entries. When I first found his entry on me, he had only a couple of hundred hits, ok!]
Rockson-My Ah Beng Fan
Dreaming of Rockson
Chao Cheena Bengs
The End
Now he famous oredi lor...
This phenomenon also proves my point that there is an Ah Beng in most people. Just that people dun admit it. They just read about and laugh at it.
Singlish with its attendant swear words really strike the Singaporean chord hard eh?!
AFTERTHOUGHT:
It's also strange that Singaporeans care more about NKF than the London Bombings. Just because people donated money to NKF while no Singaporeans died in the bombings?
真的是 THE DEATH OF ONE IS A TRAGEDY, BUT THE DEATH OF A MILLION IS JUST A STATISTIC.
I had more than 7,200 hits today?!!!
Highest ever. Even more than those times when I got Tomorrowed, Miyagied, Browned, Todayed and STed.
My friend smsed me to tell me he saw me on Rockson's blog. My SNGS junior left a comment. 2 friends from hall emailed me.
All this because of Rockson?!!
Of all bloggers.
Sigh... Why like that?
Love-Hate.
[For those of you who are unfamiliar with my relationship with Rockson, please see the entries. When I first found his entry on me, he had only a couple of hundred hits, ok!]
Rockson-My Ah Beng Fan
Dreaming of Rockson
Chao Cheena Bengs
The End
Now he famous oredi lor...
This phenomenon also proves my point that there is an Ah Beng in most people. Just that people dun admit it. They just read about and laugh at it.
Singlish with its attendant swear words really strike the Singaporean chord hard eh?!
AFTERTHOUGHT:
It's also strange that Singaporeans care more about NKF than the London Bombings. Just because people donated money to NKF while no Singaporeans died in the bombings?
真的是 THE DEATH OF ONE IS A TRAGEDY, BUT THE DEATH OF A MILLION IS JUST A STATISTIC.
下衰！！
Somebody told me about this. Very funny!!! But in order to protect the characters involved, their real names cannot be used.
Cheena Beng A (CBA) is my friend. Cheena Beng B (CBB) is CBA's friend with a huge male chauvinistic ego.
CBA and CBB were at a kopitiam with their chaizs, when CBA wanted a smoke. CBA's chaiz automatically took a cigarette from his pack and put it to his lips. CBB couldn't stand the showdown. He then arrogantly passed his pack to his chaiz and did the chin up jerk, signaling her to perform the same service.
CBB's chaiz took his pack and....... threw it on the floor.
MWAHAHAHAHAH!!!
While CBA laughed at CBB and told him to teach his woman a lesson, CBB pulled his chaiz to cham xiong outside the kopitiam. When they returned, she unwillingly performed the service. Then CBB happy like bird!!!
WAH LAU!!!
几下衰!!!
Ah Bengs are damn funny!!!
I wanna be Ah Beng also!!!
Cheena Beng A (CBA) is my friend. Cheena Beng B (CBB) is CBA's friend with a huge male chauvinistic ego.
CBA and CBB were at a kopitiam with their chaizs, when CBA wanted a smoke. CBA's chaiz automatically took a cigarette from his pack and put it to his lips. CBB couldn't stand the showdown. He then arrogantly passed his pack to his chaiz and did the chin up jerk, signaling her to perform the same service.
CBB's chaiz took his pack and....... threw it on the floor.
MWAHAHAHAHAH!!!
While CBA laughed at CBB and told him to teach his woman a lesson, CBB pulled his chaiz to cham xiong outside the kopitiam. When they returned, she unwillingly performed the service. Then CBB happy like bird!!!
WAH LAU!!!
几下衰!!!
Ah Bengs are damn funny!!!
I wanna be Ah Beng also!!!
The Most Important Right
少爷 told me that for 2 people to be together, there had to be 3 ingredients:
- The right person
- The right time
- The right place
The right person probably means the usual chemistry, personality match mambo jumbo. The right time will be the coinciding of the two's life stages. And the right place will be geographic proximity. This above assumes the absence of both man made and natural disasters such as wars, bombings and tsunamis.
The obstacles of time and place can be surmounted, though sometimes harder than other times, but still possible. Hence, of the 3, I think getting the first right is the toughest, because:
- People do not change, so one cannot force another to become someone else to suit himself;
- There may be a few right people on Earth for everybody (maybe some only have 1 and others don't even have any), finding them in during one's lifetime is purely arbitrary and coincidental.
If one changes the priority of the above 3 factors, then it seems one's relationship is merely one of convenience and companionship. In that case, the next available person can easily replace one's partner. What then is the value of this relationship?
Ok, fire away. Tell me I am wrong.
Wednesday, July 13, 2005
Wala's on a Wednesday
I went to Wala's because Moby Beng asked me to.
Here's pic of Moby and me.
Moby also did an entry for the night.
This is Jason. The three of us know one another from Raffles Hall.
Trying to do the "yo-yo RESPECT"!!
Just in case you are wondering why the pics are in sephia, it's Moby's idea. I don't really like sephia. I like B&W better.
The band was called Sneaky Balls.
This is the band that keeps changing its name.
Erm... I thought when this guy in white, Mogan, sang better.
He's not part of the band. Apparently, he's some pro singer.
I dunno. Never seen him before.
Ok, this cute guy sat at the next table.
Moby pretended to take a pic of me while he zoomed in on him for me. HAHAHAHA!!! Cute right?!!
On our way to the stupid multi-storey carpark which was a million miles away, we met this cat. He was complaining alot but he enjoyed the attention we gave him. =))) So cute!!
Ok, time to sleep oredi!!
Thank you for the 3,800 hits!!!
=)))
Here's pic of Moby and me.
Moby also did an entry for the night.
This is Jason. The three of us know one another from Raffles Hall.
Trying to do the "yo-yo RESPECT"!!
Just in case you are wondering why the pics are in sephia, it's Moby's idea. I don't really like sephia. I like B&W better.
The band was called Sneaky Balls.
This is the band that keeps changing its name.
Erm... I thought when this guy in white, Mogan, sang better.
He's not part of the band. Apparently, he's some pro singer.
I dunno. Never seen him before.
Ok, this cute guy sat at the next table.
Moby pretended to take a pic of me while he zoomed in on him for me. HAHAHAHA!!! Cute right?!!
On our way to the stupid multi-storey carpark which was a million miles away, we met this cat. He was complaining alot but he enjoyed the attention we gave him. =))) So cute!!
Ok, time to sleep oredi!!
Thank you for the 3,800 hits!!!
=)))
Lunch with Laughter
Had lunch at the Jap Food Stall AGAIN!!
The cheena beng was damn funny.
光 was making me laugh and the cheena beng (CB) was observing.
CB: 来这里吃饭很好 hor? 又有得吃，又有得笑！
BM: Hee hee hee hee!!
CB: (To other customers) 食物好吃吗？这个五块钱 bento set promotion 是特别煮给你们这些office的人吃的.
BM: (On the side) Hee hee hee hee (Uncontrollably)
CB: (To BM) 你很开心hor? 一面笑，一面摇脚，一面抽烟！
BM: 喂！够了hor!!!
CB: 当然够啦！你的饭都没有吃完！！
BM: Hee hee hee hee hee (Uncontrollably again)
He's damn funny lor!!
What's "你们这些office的人"?!!
Still laughing now!!!
After lunch, I was on the way back to the office when I met Douglas and the guy in green. Remember Douglas from Hideki's Birthday at Zouk?!! =)))
I have known the guy in green from cheonging for at least 6 years now. And I still dunno his name. HAHAHAHAH!!! Sorry, ok?! Next time you tell me, I'll remember!! I promise!!
Then this guy, Derek (I think) came along. He works in my organisation. I didn't know that. He is Douglas and Greenie's friend.
Nice to meet people I know from play during work hours.
Makes me feel sane.
The cheena beng was damn funny.
光 was making me laugh and the cheena beng (CB) was observing.
CB: 来这里吃饭很好 hor? 又有得吃，又有得笑！
BM: Hee hee hee hee!!
CB: (To other customers) 食物好吃吗？这个五块钱 bento set promotion 是特别煮给你们这些office的人吃的.
BM: (On the side) Hee hee hee hee (Uncontrollably)
CB: (To BM) 你很开心hor? 一面笑，一面摇脚，一面抽烟！
BM: 喂！够了hor!!!
CB: 当然够啦！你的饭都没有吃完！！
BM: Hee hee hee hee hee (Uncontrollably again)
He's damn funny lor!!
What's "你们这些office的人"?!!
Still laughing now!!!
After lunch, I was on the way back to the office when I met Douglas and the guy in green. Remember Douglas from Hideki's Birthday at Zouk?!! =)))
I have known the guy in green from cheonging for at least 6 years now. And I still dunno his name. HAHAHAHAH!!! Sorry, ok?! Next time you tell me, I'll remember!! I promise!!
Then this guy, Derek (I think) came along. He works in my organisation. I didn't know that. He is Douglas and Greenie's friend.
Nice to meet people I know from play during work hours.
Makes me feel sane.
Hits & Non-Profit
Adrian and I had this conversation on IM.
We solved 2 mysteries.
(1) Why my hit counter jumped today by 2,000 today
(2) Why nobody understands me
BM: acherly i think the newpapers didn't work. what worked was that pple kept visiting rockson's site for his entry on the NKF saga, then they see my pic.
adrian: is it
BM: and his entries on me. got about 2-3 entries with pic mah. many referrers from him. my fren also sms me out of nowhere
adrian: hahaha. icic. so he's good for something after all
BM: hahahah... he's just being very crude about it. no content or thought whatsoever.
adrian: about what? nkf?
BM: yup
adrian: ah
BM: i think the NKF thing is blown out of proportion.
adrian: i think it's one big scam. seriously, one year 4 times is it. wah kaoz
BM: CEOs are supposed to be entitled to high pay and high class stuff.
adrian: and look at what they do on the program. so lame.
BM: it's not a scam. our taxes are not high at all. the govt dun wanna tax pple but the average and poor cannot afford medical care. so some orgs must be created to take care of this gap and a CEO has to run it. so if the CEO is not paid well, then nobody wld wanna be its CEO. it's like that.
adrian: CEOs are supposed to be entitled to high pay and high class stuff. <-- yes, but it does raise the question of what our donations are actually paying for
BM: the non-profits in the US also run in similar fashion. you see --> NKF = non-profit
adrian: well, perhaps, but that doesn't prevent the masses from feeling cheated
BM: for any organisation to run , you must have money coming in
adrian: i can see what you're getting at, but equally, i can also see why the public is outraged
BM: for NPOs, the money comes from donations. the public is just not educated enough. they think orgs for the poor must be run by monks then they happy. <-- i think that sounded quite funny =)))
adrian: idealistically, that would be perfect, wouldn't it. i mean CEO is like the representative of the org to the public and the org is supposed to be charitable, but if the CEO seems better off than mr average joe, there's bound to be outrage. we're giving money to this shithead? fuck them
BM: the orgs are not charitable. the public is charitable. the org merely performs a function.
adrian: see?
BM: see what?
adrian: the reasoning behind the outrage lor
BM: what's the reason?
adrian: it's all about sour grapes, babe. why should we give money so that this dick can drive a fancy car?
BM: sigh... they must go kill a lot of pple oredi lor. why not sour grapes for ceo of microsoft? coz his kind of business allows him to make money?
adrian: well, because they're not donating money to microsoft what. they're buying a product so the value perception is there
BM: well, microsoft overcharges. no overcharge = no profit. pple also donate to buy something what!! --> buy happiness/help for the underprivileged
adrian: well, let's put it this way
adrian: you're an alien
adrian: people do not see the world as u do =)
BM: i think so too.
We solved 2 mysteries.
(1) Why my hit counter jumped today by 2,000 today
(2) Why nobody understands me
BM: acherly i think the newpapers didn't work. what worked was that pple kept visiting rockson's site for his entry on the NKF saga, then they see my pic.
adrian: is it
BM: and his entries on me. got about 2-3 entries with pic mah. many referrers from him. my fren also sms me out of nowhere
adrian: hahaha. icic. so he's good for something after all
BM: hahahah... he's just being very crude about it. no content or thought whatsoever.
adrian: about what? nkf?
BM: yup
adrian: ah
BM: i think the NKF thing is blown out of proportion.
adrian: i think it's one big scam. seriously, one year 4 times is it. wah kaoz
BM: CEOs are supposed to be entitled to high pay and high class stuff.
adrian: and look at what they do on the program. so lame.
BM: it's not a scam. our taxes are not high at all. the govt dun wanna tax pple but the average and poor cannot afford medical care. so some orgs must be created to take care of this gap and a CEO has to run it. so if the CEO is not paid well, then nobody wld wanna be its CEO. it's like that.
adrian: CEOs are supposed to be entitled to high pay and high class stuff. <-- yes, but it does raise the question of what our donations are actually paying for
BM: the non-profits in the US also run in similar fashion. you see --> NKF = non-profit
adrian: well, perhaps, but that doesn't prevent the masses from feeling cheated
BM: for any organisation to run , you must have money coming in
adrian: i can see what you're getting at, but equally, i can also see why the public is outraged
BM: for NPOs, the money comes from donations. the public is just not educated enough. they think orgs for the poor must be run by monks then they happy. <-- i think that sounded quite funny =)))
adrian: idealistically, that would be perfect, wouldn't it. i mean CEO is like the representative of the org to the public and the org is supposed to be charitable, but if the CEO seems better off than mr average joe, there's bound to be outrage. we're giving money to this shithead? fuck them
BM: the orgs are not charitable. the public is charitable. the org merely performs a function.
adrian: see?
BM: see what?
adrian: the reasoning behind the outrage lor
BM: what's the reason?
adrian: it's all about sour grapes, babe. why should we give money so that this dick can drive a fancy car?
BM: sigh... they must go kill a lot of pple oredi lor. why not sour grapes for ceo of microsoft? coz his kind of business allows him to make money?
adrian: well, because they're not donating money to microsoft what. they're buying a product so the value perception is there
BM: well, microsoft overcharges. no overcharge = no profit. pple also donate to buy something what!! --> buy happiness/help for the underprivileged
adrian: well, let's put it this way
adrian: you're an alien
adrian: people do not see the world as u do =)
BM: i think so too.
Almost Famous?!
I got featured in yesterday's Straits Times under Digital Life (see below) and today's Today for my entries on the London Attacks (see sidebar on the right).
BUT MY HITS DID NOT REGISTER ANY SIGNIFICANT JUMPS!!!!
他妈的.
I think the following may be true:
STI Home > Digital Life > Internet > Story > Print
July 12, 2005
Blogs of the week/LONDON BOMBINGS The news of the bombings in London last week rocked the world and Singapore was no exception. Some people worry for their friends abroad, others fear that Singapore may be next.
Singaporeans in London talk about their experience and are grateful that they can see another day. It is touching to find out from the blogosphere that people care
BUT MY HITS DID NOT REGISTER ANY SIGNIFICANT JUMPS!!!!
他妈的.
I think the following may be true:
- These 2 sections in these 2 major papers are not popular in general.
- People who read these 2 sections are not interested in blogs.
- People who read these 2 sections are already reading my blog.
- Nobody cares about the London Attacks because these have not happened in Singapore.
- My Miyagi forgot to include my blog address in his column <--WAH LAU, Cheeko Beng!! HOW CAN LIKE THAT?!!!
- Tomorrow.sg is more popular than these 2 sections/papers.
- All of the above.
HUMPH!!!!!
STI Home > Digital Life > Internet > Story > Print
July 12, 2005
Blogs of the week/LONDON BOMBINGS The news of the bombings in London last week rocked the world and Singapore was no exception. Some people worry for their friends abroad, others fear that Singapore may be next.
Singaporeans in London talk about their experience and are grateful that they can see another day. It is touching to find out from the blogosphere that people care
What If It Was Singapore?
http://elfonator.blogspot.com
EL, 25, posted his views on the bombings because he had 'a close shave with terrorism two years ago' when the surveillance tape of Yishun MRT, through which he commutes daily, was uncovered.
Excerpt:
My hyper-active imagination aside, I could picture what it would be like if a blast went off in my town, thanks to the aspiring film-makers who produced the reconnaissance video of the Yishun Mass Rapid Transit station in Singapore in 2003.
'The hairs on my neck still stand when I recall the shaky handheld footage accompanied by the detailed narration describing which location 'is useful'.
'I shudder at what the 'use' may be. I remembered that it took me almost a full minute to accept that it was, like many other residents of Yishun would affectionately refer to as, my MRT station.
'It was the last thing that a nameless Singaporean like me would have expected. Just like, probably, how another nameless Londoner minding his own businesses would have expected.'
The First Hand Account
http://blinkymummy.blogspot.com
Ms Lee Hsin, 29, happened to be in the United Kingdom for the first time in her life during the bombings. She wrote about her experience.
Excerpt:
Ok, Tony Blair is speaking as I blog. The series of 7 blasts are terrorist attacks. London is paralysed. And they are designed to coincide with the opening of the G8.
'I am not sure what's gonna happen next. Let's see how things go.
'I am not sure how to feel in such situations. I think I will still go to the mall to buy chicken to make Hainanese Chicken Rice. But I don't think I will upload the nice pics. Doesn't seem appropriate.'
Reflections
http://aleej.com
Mr Jonathan Lee, 21, is a law student at the University of Bristol. He was raised in the suburbs of London and his father is the CEO of a London-based company. Having spent the greater part of the last year in the UK, with almost weekly visits to the capital, he was compelled to write not only by a sense of belonging, but also one of concern for his family in the UK, and the friends he has made over the past year.
Excerpt:
...the events in london have left me horrified; not only because my father is there, but because they have struck at a city that I am intimately familiar with, have lived in, and consider an integral part of my life. King's Cross. Edgware Road. Liverpool Street. Russell Square. I was strolling their streets without a care in the world not more than weeks ago.'
E-mail: mellwee@sph.com.sg
Compiled by Melissa Lwee
Copyright © 2005 Singapore Press Holdings. All rights reserved. Privacy Statement & Condition of Access.
NKF CEO Earns Too Much?
Feeling less delirious now.
Just gotten aware of the big NKF Hooha.
Going to the 1st principles, what's the problem with a CEO of a large corporation drawing high annual salaries? Regardless of the nature of the mission of the organisation, CEOs are professionals and so must be paid accordingly. Unless SGD500K-600K per year is exceedingly high for a CEO managing an organisation of NKF's size and complexity.
The NKF shows are basically entertainment which encourage the viewer to donate. I think the overseas celebrities are paid to perform while the local ones are not paid extra, i.e. nothing over and above their salaries. (I may be wrong) But if I'm not, I think it's rather crazy. The local artistes always end up doing tedious, if not dangerous, stunts.
Till NKF finds a better way of begging alms.
Either that or the Government taxes us at 40% and does the distribution so that everybody is eligible for healthcare services FOC.
Just gotten aware of the big NKF Hooha.
Going to the 1st principles, what's the problem with a CEO of a large corporation drawing high annual salaries? Regardless of the nature of the mission of the organisation, CEOs are professionals and so must be paid accordingly. Unless SGD500K-600K per year is exceedingly high for a CEO managing an organisation of NKF's size and complexity.
The NKF shows are basically entertainment which encourage the viewer to donate. I think the overseas celebrities are paid to perform while the local ones are not paid extra, i.e. nothing over and above their salaries. (I may be wrong) But if I'm not, I think it's rather crazy. The local artistes always end up doing tedious, if not dangerous, stunts.
Till NKF finds a better way of begging alms.
Either that or the Government taxes us at 40% and does the distribution so that everybody is eligible for healthcare services FOC.
Tuesday, July 12, 2005
Blinkymummy is Back!!!
Hello Everybody!!
I'm back!!!
Touched down at 8.30am this morning.
Then went straight to the office.
Now a little spaced out.
Then I saw an incredible email in my inbox.
Maxim wants to do a shoot of me in bikini, along with other female bloggers.
FWAH!!!
I so old already still got market meh?
Still thinking about it.
I'm a public servant leh...
Wait I get into trouble how?
UPDATE @ 10.36pm
Damn tired by now.
Totally spaced out. Or shall I say delirious?
Haven't slept properly for 30 hours.
I went home to drop off my bags and to pick up my sticks for drum class at 8pm. I totally couldn't concentrate during class. Anyhow play. =)))
About the Maxim offer...
Adrian was right. Male readers of my blog will support it.
Even my 大哥 was cheering me on this afternoon.
Wah lau!!!
Anyway, Maxim is not paying, i.e. I have to do the shoot FOC.
Erm... though I'm quite spaced out right now, but I do remember charging the last time I did a photoshoot?!
Hmmm... I wonder if Xiaxue and SPG will be doing it for free?!
Ok, I cannot tahan already.
Time to prepare to SLEEP.
Zzzzzzzzzzzzz
I'm back!!!
Touched down at 8.30am this morning.
Then went straight to the office.
Now a little spaced out.
Then I saw an incredible email in my inbox.
Maxim wants to do a shoot of me in bikini, along with other female bloggers.
FWAH!!!
I so old already still got market meh?
Still thinking about it.
I'm a public servant leh...
Wait I get into trouble how?
UPDATE @ 10.36pm
Damn tired by now.
Totally spaced out. Or shall I say delirious?
Haven't slept properly for 30 hours.
I went home to drop off my bags and to pick up my sticks for drum class at 8pm. I totally couldn't concentrate during class. Anyhow play. =)))
About the Maxim offer...
Adrian was right. Male readers of my blog will support it.
Even my 大哥 was cheering me on this afternoon.
Wah lau!!!
Anyway, Maxim is not paying, i.e. I have to do the shoot FOC.
Erm... though I'm quite spaced out right now, but I do remember charging the last time I did a photoshoot?!
Hmmm... I wonder if Xiaxue and SPG will be doing it for free?!
Ok, I cannot tahan already.
Time to prepare to SLEEP.
Zzzzzzzzzzzzz
Monday, July 11, 2005
Blinkymummy Returns to Southampton
Day 9 - 10 Jul 05
We were so tired from the cheonging the night before that we decided to give Buckingham Palace and Harrods a miss. They will still be there the next time.
So, here I am at Waterloo Station again.
More people and buzz already.
I was not too paranoid. Maybe I have gotten used to it.
Now, isn't that scarier? How can anybody get used to terror?
少爷 was really sulky this morning.
He was aching all over from acting young and dancey last night.
HAHAHAAHAH!!!
Bonsai waiting for the train to move off.
Erm... actually, he was too short for the window and had to sit on the bottle. Hee hee hee...
After 2 hours, we got back to Southampton.
The police has put up this notice to seek information on the bomb blasts from the public.
This is the nice place which 少爷 stays in.
It has nice balconies.
少爷 got 2 letters from Inland Revenue and was cursing away.
Check out his dulan expression.
He took a long time to read his letters so I decided to play with his stethoscope. <-- 少爷 had to check his books for the spelling. HAHAHAAH!!! Since I'm so crazy, I gave myself some self-help.
少爷 made dinner again!!
This time, it's RAMEN!!! I lugged 4 packets of FRESH ramen from Liang Court here for him, ok!!
Prepping the Shitakes
Prepping the spring onions
Chopping the chilli.
The eggs were to go on top of the ramen.
Hmmm.... sounds weird eh?!
Garlic!!
Then, disaster struck. Together with the ramen, 少爷 emptied the desiccant (<-- 少爷 had to check the dictionary for the spelling again. HAHAHAAH!!!) into the pot!! Then he shouted,"Cheebye!!" and stuck his hand in the pot of boiling water. My hero!! He saved our dinner!!
TADAH!!!!! Yummy ramen for dinner!!!
This is the last night for this trip.
It has been eventful, hasn't it? <-- No shite!! I am feeling a little unwilling. Perhaps this is the hallmark of a good holiday. Big THANK YOU to 少爷 for being such a great host. Kept me safe and well-fed. I think I put on weight. <-- Nabehz!! =) Tomorrow, I'll be taking a coach to Heathrow and will be on my way back to Singapore. Once I touch down, I'll be going to the office pronto. Hope I don't die of exhaustion.
Day 0
Day 1A
Day 1B
Day 1C
Day 2
Day 3
Day 4
Day 5
Day 6
Day 7
Day 8
We were so tired from the cheonging the night before that we decided to give Buckingham Palace and Harrods a miss. They will still be there the next time.
So, here I am at Waterloo Station again.
More people and buzz already.
I was not too paranoid. Maybe I have gotten used to it.
Now, isn't that scarier? How can anybody get used to terror?
少爷 was really sulky this morning.
He was aching all over from acting young and dancey last night.
HAHAHAAHAH!!!
Bonsai waiting for the train to move off.
Erm... actually, he was too short for the window and had to sit on the bottle. Hee hee hee...
After 2 hours, we got back to Southampton.
The police has put up this notice to seek information on the bomb blasts from the public.
This is the nice place which 少爷 stays in.
It has nice balconies.
少爷 got 2 letters from Inland Revenue and was cursing away.
Check out his dulan expression.
He took a long time to read his letters so I decided to play with his stethoscope. <-- 少爷 had to check his books for the spelling. HAHAHAAH!!! Since I'm so crazy, I gave myself some self-help.
少爷 made dinner again!!
This time, it's RAMEN!!! I lugged 4 packets of FRESH ramen from Liang Court here for him, ok!!
Prepping the Shitakes
Prepping the spring onions
Chopping the chilli.
The eggs were to go on top of the ramen.
Hmmm.... sounds weird eh?!
Garlic!!
Then, disaster struck. Together with the ramen, 少爷 emptied the desiccant (<-- 少爷 had to check the dictionary for the spelling again. HAHAHAAH!!!) into the pot!! Then he shouted,"Cheebye!!" and stuck his hand in the pot of boiling water. My hero!! He saved our dinner!!
TADAH!!!!! Yummy ramen for dinner!!!
This is the last night for this trip.
It has been eventful, hasn't it? <-- No shite!! I am feeling a little unwilling. Perhaps this is the hallmark of a good holiday. Big THANK YOU to 少爷 for being such a great host. Kept me safe and well-fed. I think I put on weight. <-- Nabehz!! =) Tomorrow, I'll be taking a coach to Heathrow and will be on my way back to Singapore. Once I touch down, I'll be going to the office pronto. Hope I don't die of exhaustion.
Day 0
Day 1A
Day 1B
Day 1C
Day 2
Day 3
Day 4
Day 5
Day 6
Day 7
Day 8
Saturday, July 09, 2005
Blinkymummy Goes to London - Observations of London on the Alert
Days 7 & 8 - 8-9 Jul 05
After making this entry, we made our way to the Southampton station. 少爷 thought it was a little quieter than usual. All the rubbish bins were gone.
Hey look... I can still do it, despite the how-many-year ban on chewing gum? To be honest, I was feeling a little edgy, especially whenever I heard loud noises. Then a million thoughts would run through my mind. What should I do if something exploded in my face? I'd probably be dead. Then, let's hope it's quick and swift.
When we got to Waterloo station, it felt a little solemn.
Fewer people and no usual buzz.
People were walking generally faster.
I started feeling uncomfortable in the station.
I felt this mad urge to get out of the station.
We took a cab to get to our hotel, City Inn, in West Abbey.
Queuing up at the cab stand made me edgy once more.
Any minute spent at a major train station like Waterloo was 1 minute too much.
Though most of the services were running again, the circle line wasn't. Alot of debris to go through, bodies to be removed and to be cleaned up. We took the Underground to Piccadily Circus to go for Les Miserables on Fri night. People were generally very quiet and moved along quickly in the tunnels. The thought that I might die a horrible death kept hovering whenever I stopped walking.
It's kind of surreal while the presence of the attacks were so apparent, we were making our way around sightseeing and going for a musical.
There were policemen EVERYWHERE.
The London space was filled with sirens.
Everytime I heard the sirens, I wonder if the danger was near.
Sometimes the policemen looked worried, and I would imagine the worst.
One needs to know even if one cannot do anything to help.
Policemen in the Underground.
This ambulance was parked behind the Westminster Abbey.
It must have been waiting.
Just in case... just in case.
There was a helicopter circling above the Abbey.
It did at least 5 rounds while I was there and hovered very low.
Winston Smith must have felt the same.
"Oceania is now at war with Eurasia."
The media was staking out too.
The new Memorial to the Women of WW2 was revealed at 3pm on 9 Jul 05. The roads were blocked off for a parade. From afar, we thought they had discovered a bomb?! Paranoia.
Old ladies in blazers and walking with sticks.
Ready for the parade?
On Saturday afternoon, I went to Camden Market. I saw an elderly couple selling this just outside the station. I wanted to take a picture with the old lady but she refused. This mild-mannered lady then asked me to buy a copy of the paper from her for 75p. She's from the International Communist Current. Then, 少爷 and I decided that we should have beer, while I read the paper. I was trying to make sense of who's exploiting who in this encounter.
She also gave me this sheet which takes the latest London Attacks into account. Is this a war between the classes or religion? Seriously, I don't know and I suspect that nobody will ever know the reasons, if they in fact do exist in some organised manner to begin with. Yet, reasons for this war will be recorded in the books and this will be yet another newsworthy period in time, along with many others. This war is news to us because we are living it in our lifetime. In the same vein (somewhat), I can allow myself to walk the streets of London and sightsee a day after the attacks, because the war has not struck me at a personal level. If it does, then perhaps, I will not be sightseeing.
After making this entry, we made our way to the Southampton station. 少爷 thought it was a little quieter than usual. All the rubbish bins were gone.
Hey look... I can still do it, despite the how-many-year ban on chewing gum? To be honest, I was feeling a little edgy, especially whenever I heard loud noises. Then a million thoughts would run through my mind. What should I do if something exploded in my face? I'd probably be dead. Then, let's hope it's quick and swift.
When we got to Waterloo station, it felt a little solemn.
Fewer people and no usual buzz.
People were walking generally faster.
I started feeling uncomfortable in the station.
I felt this mad urge to get out of the station.
We took a cab to get to our hotel, City Inn, in West Abbey.
Queuing up at the cab stand made me edgy once more.
Any minute spent at a major train station like Waterloo was 1 minute too much.
Though most of the services were running again, the circle line wasn't. Alot of debris to go through, bodies to be removed and to be cleaned up. We took the Underground to Piccadily Circus to go for Les Miserables on Fri night. People were generally very quiet and moved along quickly in the tunnels. The thought that I might die a horrible death kept hovering whenever I stopped walking.
It's kind of surreal while the presence of the attacks were so apparent, we were making our way around sightseeing and going for a musical.
There were policemen EVERYWHERE.
The London space was filled with sirens.
Everytime I heard the sirens, I wonder if the danger was near.
Sometimes the policemen looked worried, and I would imagine the worst.
One needs to know even if one cannot do anything to help.
Policemen in the Underground.
This ambulance was parked behind the Westminster Abbey.
It must have been waiting.
Just in case... just in case.
There was a helicopter circling above the Abbey.
It did at least 5 rounds while I was there and hovered very low.
Winston Smith must have felt the same.
"Oceania is now at war with Eurasia."
The media was staking out too.
The new Memorial to the Women of WW2 was revealed at 3pm on 9 Jul 05. The roads were blocked off for a parade. From afar, we thought they had discovered a bomb?! Paranoia.
Old ladies in blazers and walking with sticks.
Ready for the parade?
On Saturday afternoon, I went to Camden Market. I saw an elderly couple selling this just outside the station. I wanted to take a picture with the old lady but she refused. This mild-mannered lady then asked me to buy a copy of the paper from her for 75p. She's from the International Communist Current. Then, 少爷 and I decided that we should have beer, while I read the paper. I was trying to make sense of who's exploiting who in this encounter.
She also gave me this sheet which takes the latest London Attacks into account. Is this a war between the classes or religion? Seriously, I don't know and I suspect that nobody will ever know the reasons, if they in fact do exist in some organised manner to begin with. Yet, reasons for this war will be recorded in the books and this will be yet another newsworthy period in time, along with many others. This war is news to us because we are living it in our lifetime. In the same vein (somewhat), I can allow myself to walk the streets of London and sightsee a day after the attacks, because the war has not struck me at a personal level. If it does, then perhaps, I will not be sightseeing.
Blinkymummy Goes to London Again - Fun at Camden
Day 8 - 9 Jul 05
少爷 wore his new jacket which I picked out.
He looked very lang zhai in it. =)))
We saw this on our way to the train station.
少爷 said that you had to be a lying bastard to work in this hospital. I'm surprised he's not working there.
While 少爷 was figuring out the line to Camden, Bonsai decided to pop in.
Buying tickets for the gig that night.
少爷 ran out of cash. £20 per head for 5.
That's alot of money!!!
Camden Market. One big pasar malam, just not in the night. =))
Chaktuchut is better.
Goth Chick!! WOO HOO!!! The skirt actually looks like a shorter version of my black evening dress for my now defunct wedding.
It's hard to imagine that this was 2 days after the bomb blasts.
Beer at Camden. In fact, we didn't have lunch that day.
Just beer.
And in the pub, I found a punk.
There were more hardcore ones on the streets. I took a pic of one of them but the fucker demanded £1 for it. When I refused, he slashed his asking price down to 50p. I deleted his pic on the spot. No need for such Ang Moh Bengs.
Found this cute jappy boy at Camden Lock.
He wouldn't look up!!! KAWAII NEH!!!!
More food and lots of smoke.
This was just before Blinkymummy almost blacked out.
I kept blaming the cider which 少爷 ordered.
Getting ready for cheonging.
You have no idea how hard it had been to take this pic in the mirror.
少爷 is an idiot. He kept looking at the LCD screen on the digicam, instead of the lens in the mirror. I gave up.
We met up with 少爷's friend, Asif, and he brought us to his favourite crepes place. It was very good and at affordable prices.
少爷 showing his adoration for Bonsai and Asif with his Brylcreem.
Asif has a vanity box in his boot, complete with cologne, Brylcreem and other shite. He Brylcreemed his hair in the toilet of the crepes place. I thought it didn't make any difference.
Dun you think he looks like Ross aka the palentologist in Friends?
harold & kumar = sexual tension
Asif getting to know Bonsai better.
I told him about my blog and tried to convince him that I was an icon in Singapore. =) He didn't buy it. Then 少爷 said that I was an 'e-con', instead of an icon. Oh well, I guess that's better than nothing. AHAHAHHA!!!
When Asif saw me putting Bonsai to bed in my bag, he said,"Oh dude... Look at that!! What is it with you poor chinese people living in small spaces?!" I just couldn't stop laughing. This Pakistani is damn funny lor!!
This a tender shot of Blinkymummy & Bonsai with the Banana crepes we had for desserts.
This is the true spirit of conservation.
Initiated by the pride and common sense of the private sector.
This is Jazz Cafe at Camden.
Funky Bar.
United Soul opened for Jaguar Wright.
She's very good. Sang about girl power and stuff.
I'm not a fan of feministic angst but I thought one of her songs called Free (I think) was very sad. She said,"Have you ever been in a relationship that has absolutely no meaning but because you are a creature of habit that you can't leave?"
The Jag and her fan. As you can see, Jazz Cafe was filled mostly with black people. My group started doing the "respect (thump chest x 2) yo-yo (hand sign)" to one another. Even Bonsai was doing it.
Erm... These people are doctors in the day, but weirdos by night.
少爷, Asif and Matt.
I thought Matt looked like 阿信. =))))
Wah!!! Very happy leh!!
The weird docs dancing with my monkey.
Check out the guy in background with Blinkymummy's trademark?!! OMFG!! Do you think he knows me?! =))
Matt and his Singaporean cousin, Isabelle.
She's studying Physics in Scotland.
少爷 tried to impress her by asking,"How do you spend 5 years learning about 3 letter, i.e. f=ma?" Later he suggested for her to work for SIA when she was done with studying. She said that would be engineering, not physics. 少爷 asked,"Aren't they the same?"
Blinkymummy and 少爷 were in fact the oldest in the group. Somehow 少爷 emerged the most energetic dancer of the night. He was doing all sorts of bizarre moves. We were so embarassed. The next day, he woke up with major bodyache.
People dancing the night away
By the end of the night, 少爷 had transformed into a major Ah Beng, who was to wake up the next day with MAJOR aches!!! HAAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!! =)))
So that was Day 8.
Lots of beer, laughter, friends and dancing.
While we were partying away, Birmingham received a bomb threat and evacuated 20,000 people. Nothing was found.
This is our new world.
Brave it together.
Day 0
Day 1A
Day 1B
Day 1C
Day 2
Day 3
Day 4
Day 5
Day 6
Day 7
少爷 wore his new jacket which I picked out.
He looked very lang zhai in it. =)))
We saw this on our way to the train station.
少爷 said that you had to be a lying bastard to work in this hospital. I'm surprised he's not working there.
While 少爷 was figuring out the line to Camden, Bonsai decided to pop in.
Buying tickets for the gig that night.
少爷 ran out of cash. £20 per head for 5.
That's alot of money!!!
Camden Market. One big pasar malam, just not in the night. =))
Chaktuchut is better.
Goth Chick!! WOO HOO!!! The skirt actually looks like a shorter version of my black evening dress for my now defunct wedding.
It's hard to imagine that this was 2 days after the bomb blasts.
Beer at Camden. In fact, we didn't have lunch that day.
Just beer.
And in the pub, I found a punk.
There were more hardcore ones on the streets. I took a pic of one of them but the fucker demanded £1 for it. When I refused, he slashed his asking price down to 50p. I deleted his pic on the spot. No need for such Ang Moh Bengs.
Found this cute jappy boy at Camden Lock.
He wouldn't look up!!! KAWAII NEH!!!!
More food and lots of smoke.
This was just before Blinkymummy almost blacked out.
I kept blaming the cider which 少爷 ordered.
Getting ready for cheonging.
You have no idea how hard it had been to take this pic in the mirror.
少爷 is an idiot. He kept looking at the LCD screen on the digicam, instead of the lens in the mirror. I gave up.
We met up with 少爷's friend, Asif, and he brought us to his favourite crepes place. It was very good and at affordable prices.
少爷 showing his adoration for Bonsai and Asif with his Brylcreem.
Asif has a vanity box in his boot, complete with cologne, Brylcreem and other shite. He Brylcreemed his hair in the toilet of the crepes place. I thought it didn't make any difference.
Dun you think he looks like Ross aka the palentologist in Friends?
harold & kumar = sexual tension
Asif getting to know Bonsai better.
I told him about my blog and tried to convince him that I was an icon in Singapore. =) He didn't buy it. Then 少爷 said that I was an 'e-con', instead of an icon. Oh well, I guess that's better than nothing. AHAHAHHA!!!
When Asif saw me putting Bonsai to bed in my bag, he said,"Oh dude... Look at that!! What is it with you poor chinese people living in small spaces?!" I just couldn't stop laughing. This Pakistani is damn funny lor!!
This a tender shot of Blinkymummy & Bonsai with the Banana crepes we had for desserts.
This is the true spirit of conservation.
Initiated by the pride and common sense of the private sector.
This is Jazz Cafe at Camden.
Funky Bar.
United Soul opened for Jaguar Wright.
She's very good. Sang about girl power and stuff.
I'm not a fan of feministic angst but I thought one of her songs called Free (I think) was very sad. She said,"Have you ever been in a relationship that has absolutely no meaning but because you are a creature of habit that you can't leave?"
The Jag and her fan. As you can see, Jazz Cafe was filled mostly with black people. My group started doing the "respect (thump chest x 2) yo-yo (hand sign)" to one another. Even Bonsai was doing it.
Erm... These people are doctors in the day, but weirdos by night.
少爷, Asif and Matt.
I thought Matt looked like 阿信. =))))
Wah!!! Very happy leh!!
The weird docs dancing with my monkey.
Check out the guy in background with Blinkymummy's trademark?!! OMFG!! Do you think he knows me?! =))
Matt and his Singaporean cousin, Isabelle.
She's studying Physics in Scotland.
少爷 tried to impress her by asking,"How do you spend 5 years learning about 3 letter, i.e. f=ma?" Later he suggested for her to work for SIA when she was done with studying. She said that would be engineering, not physics. 少爷 asked,"Aren't they the same?"
Blinkymummy and 少爷 were in fact the oldest in the group. Somehow 少爷 emerged the most energetic dancer of the night. He was doing all sorts of bizarre moves. We were so embarassed. The next day, he woke up with major bodyache.
People dancing the night away
By the end of the night, 少爷 had transformed into a major Ah Beng, who was to wake up the next day with MAJOR aches!!! HAAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!! =)))
So that was Day 8.
Lots of beer, laughter, friends and dancing.
While we were partying away, Birmingham received a bomb threat and evacuated 20,000 people. Nothing was found.
This is our new world.
Brave it together.
Day 0
Day 1A
Day 1B
Day 1C
Day 2
Day 3
Day 4
Day 5
Day 6
Day 7
Blinkymummy Goes to London - Update from Internet Cafe
Here's a pic of where I'm blogging from.
£1 for 30 minutes.
Well, this is the 2nd day in London and nothing drastic has happened. Too bad for you fuckers who were waiting in anticipation. HAHAHAH!!!
Generally, London has bounced back.
Policemen everywhere and helicopters circling in the air.
Very 1984-ish.
People just walk a little faster in the underground system.
There are not as many people on the streets, especially Leicester Square and the touristy places.
I went to Camden Market today and it was full of people.
And I almost blacked out coz it was too hot and stuffy.
HAHAHAH!!!
Ok, I think my time at the internet cafe is almost up.
Will upload my pics (like 1 million of them) when I get back to Southampton tomorrow.
=)))
£1 for 30 minutes.
Well, this is the 2nd day in London and nothing drastic has happened. Too bad for you fuckers who were waiting in anticipation. HAHAHAH!!!
Generally, London has bounced back.
Policemen everywhere and helicopters circling in the air.
Very 1984-ish.
People just walk a little faster in the underground system.
There are not as many people on the streets, especially Leicester Square and the touristy places.
I went to Camden Market today and it was full of people.
And I almost blacked out coz it was too hot and stuffy.
HAHAHAH!!!
Ok, I think my time at the internet cafe is almost up.
Will upload my pics (like 1 million of them) when I get back to Southampton tomorrow.
=)))
Friday, July 08, 2005
Blinkymummy Goes to London Again- Sightseeing Paranoid Android
Day 7 - 8 Jul 05
The cabbie spoke with us.
He said that his radio was not working, so when the attacks happened, he was surprised that there were so many people on the streets. He thought it would have been a good day for business. He also said that he had been to Singapore 10 years ago with his wife and he liked it. He kept mentioning Orchard Street. Not sure why we didn't correct him. He told us that he used to deliver frozen chicken. Later he spent 4 years studying and got certified to drive a cab in London. Now he makes 4 times of his earlier job.
This is our hotel. City Inn.
When we got there, the hotel staff was just celebrating their win for Hotel of the Year. WOW!! =)) We were in luck!!
It also won another award in the Architectural Category.
The side street is also devoted to art.
I'm not a artsy person.
In fact, I'm quite keen not to become one.
So, trust me when I say that the unpretentiously chic design of this hotel is appealing.
Wall art on Side Street
And there uber friendly cleaning people who willing posed for me.
My turn to pose again.
I posed and posed in the room.
So excited at the nice room.
少爷 thought I had gone mad. =))))
And yeah... the hotel was so wonderful that Bonsai decided to take a peek from his usual hideout.
Apart from its physical, the service was excellent.
The breakfast spread was amazing. I had muesli and 少爷 had everything else. HAHAAH!!! He says he's a Fat Bastard. I think he's just the latter.
From the hotel, we attempted to walk to Waterloo Station to take the tube and to sightsee along River Thames. There was a Dali exhibition going on in the museum and London Eye was in back in operation.
We had 30 minutes before Les Miz.
少爷 instinctively walked into a pub.
Since I was the guest, I followed suit. =)))
We saw Les Miz at the Queens Theatre. It was packed!!
A 1-minute silence was observed before the musical started.
After that, the performance went on as usual.
But somehow I kept imagining the theatre getting ripped apart by a sudden explosion, especially during the war scenes. =))) Paranoid Android.
少爷 enjoyed the musical very much. Erm... I thought it was ok. Uncomfortable with people hitting high notes. It mades my hair stand. Also I thought there was a lack of colour. It was obviously deliberate, i.e. the mood and storyline of the muscial were meant to be miserable? I think Chinese opera is more attractive visually.
Other stuff I shot along the way.
This sculpture was spotted in front of the Ernest & Young building. I particularly like the way the curves converged to a sharp point and the touching of the 2 entities in the middle (click on pic to enlarge if you dunno what I mean). When something so thin in width cross each other, the point of contact is minimal and can almost never be coincidental. Makes me feel unbearable.
This is a Cornetto ice cream ad.
Kept catching my eye. Very smart.
Swanky apartments along the river.
Some of the top floor spaces are private open-air gardens filled with trees.
So that was Day 7.
Lots of paranoia and walking.
Day 0
Day 1A
Day 1B
Day 1C
Day 2
Day 3
Day 4
The cabbie spoke with us.
He said that his radio was not working, so when the attacks happened, he was surprised that there were so many people on the streets. He thought it would have been a good day for business. He also said that he had been to Singapore 10 years ago with his wife and he liked it. He kept mentioning Orchard Street. Not sure why we didn't correct him. He told us that he used to deliver frozen chicken. Later he spent 4 years studying and got certified to drive a cab in London. Now he makes 4 times of his earlier job.
This is our hotel. City Inn.
When we got there, the hotel staff was just celebrating their win for Hotel of the Year. WOW!! =)) We were in luck!!
It also won another award in the Architectural Category.
The side street is also devoted to art.
I'm not a artsy person.
In fact, I'm quite keen not to become one.
So, trust me when I say that the unpretentiously chic design of this hotel is appealing.
Wall art on Side Street
And there uber friendly cleaning people who willing posed for me.
My turn to pose again.
I posed and posed in the room.
So excited at the nice room.
少爷 thought I had gone mad. =))))
And yeah... the hotel was so wonderful that Bonsai decided to take a peek from his usual hideout.
Apart from its physical, the service was excellent.
The breakfast spread was amazing. I had muesli and 少爷 had everything else. HAHAAH!!! He says he's a Fat Bastard. I think he's just the latter.
From the hotel, we attempted to walk to Waterloo Station to take the tube and to sightsee along River Thames. There was a Dali exhibition going on in the museum and London Eye was in back in operation.
We had 30 minutes before Les Miz.
少爷 instinctively walked into a pub.
Since I was the guest, I followed suit. =)))
We saw Les Miz at the Queens Theatre. It was packed!!
A 1-minute silence was observed before the musical started.
After that, the performance went on as usual.
But somehow I kept imagining the theatre getting ripped apart by a sudden explosion, especially during the war scenes. =))) Paranoid Android.
少爷 enjoyed the musical very much. Erm... I thought it was ok. Uncomfortable with people hitting high notes. It mades my hair stand. Also I thought there was a lack of colour. It was obviously deliberate, i.e. the mood and storyline of the muscial were meant to be miserable? I think Chinese opera is more attractive visually.
Other stuff I shot along the way.
This sculpture was spotted in front of the Ernest & Young building. I particularly like the way the curves converged to a sharp point and the touching of the 2 entities in the middle (click on pic to enlarge if you dunno what I mean). When something so thin in width cross each other, the point of contact is minimal and can almost never be coincidental. Makes me feel unbearable.
This is a Cornetto ice cream ad.
Kept catching my eye. Very smart.
Swanky apartments along the river.
Some of the top floor spaces are private open-air gardens filled with trees.
So that was Day 7.
Lots of paranoia and walking.
Day 0
Day 1A
Day 1B
Day 1C
Day 2
Day 3
Day 4
Blinkymummy Goes to London Again
Lupin put me up on Tomorrow for the terrorist attacks and some anonymous guy complained, saying that I wasn't even in London.
Entry#1
Entry#2
Well, I have 2 points to make.
Entry#1
Entry#2
Well, I have 2 points to make.
- Seriously, if you want real news, go read the major papers online. Most of them are FOC.
- I am going to London later today. So there. =)))
I am not gonna rationalise my decision in any way. Just going.
So for all you fuckers who are just sitting around for drama to happen, this may be your lucky day.
MORE THOUGHTS
How does one feel and worse still, rationalise, in such situations?
We have a hotel booking and 2 tickets for a musical tonight. London has just been attacked by terrorists, about 50 people have died, more are injured, there is blood splattered on the streets and buildings, some parts of the underground system are still 100 degree celsius.
And one decides to go ahead anyway.
An ST reporter emailed me. She wants to quote my entry on the London Attack (that's what the media is calling it here). And she asked me why I blogged about it.
Erm... because this is absurd. Life is Absurd. We kill each other everyday in big and small ways, in quick and slow ways, in dramatic and subtle ways. This is merely one of the many ways.
Because, The Death of One is a Tragedy, But the Death of a Million is JUST A STATISTIC.
Thursday, July 07, 2005
Blinkymummy Cooks in Southampton
Day 6 - 7 Jul 05
Because 少爷 had to go to work on 7 Jul 05, we were neither in Brussels nor in London. This was 7.30am in the morning. Little did we know that about 1.5 hours later, bombs would go off in several parts of London, killing about 50 people and injuring many many more.
After 少爷 left for work, I had some juice and was checking my blog when news of the bombings flowed from the radio.
Read my entries at that time.
News of the Attacks
Thoughts on the Attacks
After some time, I was done with being stunned by the events, and did the laundry and some ironing. I was really not too good at ironing though I remembered that I enjoyed doing it back in the hall. I took 30 minutes to iron the 1st shirt, ok! 他妈的.
Then, I decided to go to the mall to buy the chicken to make Hainanese Chicken Rice. On my way there, I met a japanese girl who was studying in London and was on a holiday in Southampton. She thought I was Jap and spoke to me in Japanese to ask me to take a picture for her. After that, she said she had always wanted to visit Singapore and I gave her my email address and of course my blog address lah!! =)))
Bonsai getting ready for an afternoon of chicken rice making!!
You must go to the Prima Deli at Jurong Entertainment Centre (JEC) to buy this Prima Deli Hainanese Chicken Rice pack. It's really good and easy to make. Why the specific branch at JEC? Coz my aunt runs it lor!! The nice smiley lady is my aunt. But she doesn't know Blinkymummy, she only knows Ah Xin. =))))
See the stuff that comes in the pack?
It even comes with soy sauce, chilli and minced garlic condiments!!
Complete set ok!!
Premix in a pot. This is the most important part!!
Bonsai pays close attention.
Bonsai taking a dip?!!!
Chicken in a pot!!
少爷 didn't have Thai rice.
This was Indian rice, I think.
The grains were really long and skinny.
I thought they looked weird.
See?
The premix comes with real pandan leaves and garlic cloves, ok!!
I also bought shitake mushrooms and broccoli for a healthy meal. Little did I realised that 少爷 didn't like broccoli. Shite.
And dinner is served!!!
Looks damn pro, right?
But the rice was a little undercooked.
I blame the rice cooker.
Erm.... 少爷 was suddenly shy about taking pictures.
I also dunno why.
Oh oh... I forgot to mention that 少爷 was 1 hour late for dinner.
He said he had difficult patients that day.
Oh well... the chicken was meant to be served cold anyway.
Halfway through dinner, 少爷 farted.
Wah lau!!! So rude!!!
Bonsai fainted, ok!!!
Bonsai still fainted.
Then guess who did the dishes?!!!
HAHAHHAHAAH!!!
I had the fun of cooking and 少爷 did the dishes!!!
I guess I am not the 丫环 lor!!!
So, that was the fateful day for Blinkymummy.
7 Jul 2005.
Bomb Blasts in London.
Chicken Rice in Southampton.
Because 少爷 had to go to work on 7 Jul 05, we were neither in Brussels nor in London. This was 7.30am in the morning. Little did we know that about 1.5 hours later, bombs would go off in several parts of London, killing about 50 people and injuring many many more.
After 少爷 left for work, I had some juice and was checking my blog when news of the bombings flowed from the radio.
Read my entries at that time.
News of the Attacks
Thoughts on the Attacks
After some time, I was done with being stunned by the events, and did the laundry and some ironing. I was really not too good at ironing though I remembered that I enjoyed doing it back in the hall. I took 30 minutes to iron the 1st shirt, ok! 他妈的.
Then, I decided to go to the mall to buy the chicken to make Hainanese Chicken Rice. On my way there, I met a japanese girl who was studying in London and was on a holiday in Southampton. She thought I was Jap and spoke to me in Japanese to ask me to take a picture for her. After that, she said she had always wanted to visit Singapore and I gave her my email address and of course my blog address lah!! =)))
Bonsai getting ready for an afternoon of chicken rice making!!
You must go to the Prima Deli at Jurong Entertainment Centre (JEC) to buy this Prima Deli Hainanese Chicken Rice pack. It's really good and easy to make. Why the specific branch at JEC? Coz my aunt runs it lor!! The nice smiley lady is my aunt. But she doesn't know Blinkymummy, she only knows Ah Xin. =))))
See the stuff that comes in the pack?
It even comes with soy sauce, chilli and minced garlic condiments!!
Complete set ok!!
Premix in a pot. This is the most important part!!
Bonsai pays close attention.
Bonsai taking a dip?!!!
Chicken in a pot!!
少爷 didn't have Thai rice.
This was Indian rice, I think.
The grains were really long and skinny.
I thought they looked weird.
See?
The premix comes with real pandan leaves and garlic cloves, ok!!
I also bought shitake mushrooms and broccoli for a healthy meal. Little did I realised that 少爷 didn't like broccoli. Shite.
And dinner is served!!!
Looks damn pro, right?
But the rice was a little undercooked.
I blame the rice cooker.
Erm.... 少爷 was suddenly shy about taking pictures.
I also dunno why.
Oh oh... I forgot to mention that 少爷 was 1 hour late for dinner.
He said he had difficult patients that day.
Oh well... the chicken was meant to be served cold anyway.
Halfway through dinner, 少爷 farted.
Wah lau!!! So rude!!!
Bonsai fainted, ok!!!
Bonsai still fainted.
Then guess who did the dishes?!!!
HAHAHHAHAAH!!!
I had the fun of cooking and 少爷 did the dishes!!!
I guess I am not the 丫环 lor!!!
So, that was the fateful day for Blinkymummy.
7 Jul 2005.
Bomb Blasts in London.
Chicken Rice in Southampton.
Terrorist Attacks
Ok, Tony Blair is speaking as I blog.
The series of 7 blasts are terrorist attacks. London is paralysed.
And they are designed to coincide with the opening of the G8.
I am not sure what's gonna happen next.
Let's see how things go.
I am not sure how to feel in such situations.
I think I will still go to the mall to buy chicken to make Hainanese Chicken Rice.
But I don't think I will upload the nice pics. Doesn't seem appropriate. But then again, since when have I been a fan of propriety?! Maybe I'll do it later when I get too bored.
This trip is turning out to be quite bizarre. But in a way, I'm glad I'm here. Dunno why. Maybe it's the feeling of being displaced from my centre for a while. My centre of comfort and discomfort.
While I was walking along the streets of Brussels, I was thinking to myself: This feels like the Orion experience. My problems are mine and mine only. People on the other side of the Earth will just continue shopping, fishes will swim in the sea, birds will fly in the sky... blah blah... I felt absolutely minute again.
Imagine this.
I'm sitting here in an apartment in Southampton blogging away. Tony Blair just confirmed with his people that London was under attack by terrorists. The radio is playing Kylie. And I'm thinking about the Ah Beng Hatchback Honda Civic I saw in the carpark while I was smoking just now.
Fucking Bizarre World.
Absolutely Absurd.
No Meaning.
The Death of One is a Tragedy
The Death of a Million is JUST A STATISTIC
The series of 7 blasts are terrorist attacks. London is paralysed.
And they are designed to coincide with the opening of the G8.
I am not sure what's gonna happen next.
Let's see how things go.
I am not sure how to feel in such situations.
I think I will still go to the mall to buy chicken to make Hainanese Chicken Rice.
But I don't think I will upload the nice pics. Doesn't seem appropriate. But then again, since when have I been a fan of propriety?! Maybe I'll do it later when I get too bored.
This trip is turning out to be quite bizarre. But in a way, I'm glad I'm here. Dunno why. Maybe it's the feeling of being displaced from my centre for a while. My centre of comfort and discomfort.
While I was walking along the streets of Brussels, I was thinking to myself: This feels like the Orion experience. My problems are mine and mine only. People on the other side of the Earth will just continue shopping, fishes will swim in the sea, birds will fly in the sky... blah blah... I felt absolutely minute again.
Imagine this.
I'm sitting here in an apartment in Southampton blogging away. Tony Blair just confirmed with his people that London was under attack by terrorists. The radio is playing Kylie. And I'm thinking about the Ah Beng Hatchback Honda Civic I saw in the carpark while I was smoking just now.
Fucking Bizarre World.
Absolutely Absurd.
No Meaning.
The Death of One is a Tragedy
The Death of a Million is JUST A STATISTIC
Underground Blasts in London
OMFG!!
There have been 2 blasts in the London Underground?!!
People smashing the train windows to escape and emerging on ground covered with blood and soot. The radio says they have shut the entire system down.
Right after the radio reported on the blast, it continued to play a rather soothing song by Maroon 5 called Sunday Morning. HAHAHAHAAH!! I miss Suann. This is one of her fav songs.
These 2 incidents must be causing chaos in London. Wow...
I could have perished in the blast if I were in London.
(We intend to go tomorrow.)
And that would be the end of this blog.
My last entry would be Back from Belgium.
Moby Beng can help to find a good home for Blinky and Tiger. Please remember that they have been feeding on Science Diet Light and been using Cat's Pride Litter. Their vaccination booklets are in the top drawer of my table. I have no money so I can't any for anybody. But I do have a pair of drumsticks, about 40 pairs of shoes, a wardrobe full of clothes, books and CDs, and a red car with an outstanding loan. =)))) Oh fuck... I cannot die. I just bought the place. Dammit.
I think I am writing this because I am trying to put off uploading the pics on the blog. There are just too many pics. Digicams makes trigger-happy folks like me go mad. Sigh... See lah... Now jialat oredi lor!
Update: Blast on a Bus.
A 3rd explosion.
This time on ground and on a bus.
Wow... Looks like we may have to cancel our plans. But then again, if I were there, I could take pics and do a report like Fire at Plaza Sing, except it wouldn't be as funny coz I won't be in a turban. Maybe covered with blood and soot?!
Why am I so morbid today? I dunno.
I think it's because I haven't been smoking enough. 少爷 doesn't make it easy for me to smoke. =(((
Update Again: 2 more Bus Blasts
Shite. This is getting serious.
I need a smoke.
I hope they are not going to shut the airport.
I don't have anymore leave. HAHAHHA!!!
There have been 2 blasts in the London Underground?!!
People smashing the train windows to escape and emerging on ground covered with blood and soot. The radio says they have shut the entire system down.
Right after the radio reported on the blast, it continued to play a rather soothing song by Maroon 5 called Sunday Morning. HAHAHAHAAH!! I miss Suann. This is one of her fav songs.
These 2 incidents must be causing chaos in London. Wow...
I could have perished in the blast if I were in London.
(We intend to go tomorrow.)
And that would be the end of this blog.
My last entry would be Back from Belgium.
Moby Beng can help to find a good home for Blinky and Tiger. Please remember that they have been feeding on Science Diet Light and been using Cat's Pride Litter. Their vaccination booklets are in the top drawer of my table. I have no money so I can't any for anybody. But I do have a pair of drumsticks, about 40 pairs of shoes, a wardrobe full of clothes, books and CDs, and a red car with an outstanding loan. =)))) Oh fuck... I cannot die. I just bought the place. Dammit.
I think I am writing this because I am trying to put off uploading the pics on the blog. There are just too many pics. Digicams makes trigger-happy folks like me go mad. Sigh... See lah... Now jialat oredi lor!
Update: Blast on a Bus.
A 3rd explosion.
This time on ground and on a bus.
Wow... Looks like we may have to cancel our plans. But then again, if I were there, I could take pics and do a report like Fire at Plaza Sing, except it wouldn't be as funny coz I won't be in a turban. Maybe covered with blood and soot?!
Why am I so morbid today? I dunno.
I think it's because I haven't been smoking enough. 少爷 doesn't make it easy for me to smoke. =(((
Update Again: 2 more Bus Blasts
Shite. This is getting serious.
I need a smoke.
I hope they are not going to shut the airport.
I don't have anymore leave. HAHAHHA!!!
Wednesday, July 06, 2005
Back from Belgium
Hello Everybody!!
Got back from Brussels. We went to Bruges as well.
I'm glad we went to these 2 places instead of Paris, which is likely to be filled with more tourists. The short trip was very enjoyable. Will blog with pics later.
I must say I miss blogging. Everytime I encounter something vaguely strange or hilarious, I want to blog. I think it's like telling something about it so that one remains connected to the rest of the world.
When we got to the Waterloo station this evening, we realised that London had won the hosting rights to Olympics 2012 as Eurostar had balloons everywhere and a billboard congratulating London's win. But I was so tired and dazed that I forgot to take a picture. EEEeeeeyeeear!!!
I am gonna take a good rest tonight and attempt to make Hainainese Chicken Rice as a return gesture to 少爷, the host, tomorrow evening. I bought 3 packets of the Prima Deli pre-mix from my aunt's Prima Deli shop in Jurong Entertainment Centre. I think it'll be good.
Ok, 少爷 is trying to teach me how to use the washing machine. Gotta go. Blog later!!!
Got back from Brussels. We went to Bruges as well.
I'm glad we went to these 2 places instead of Paris, which is likely to be filled with more tourists. The short trip was very enjoyable. Will blog with pics later.
I must say I miss blogging. Everytime I encounter something vaguely strange or hilarious, I want to blog. I think it's like telling something about it so that one remains connected to the rest of the world.
When we got to the Waterloo station this evening, we realised that London had won the hosting rights to Olympics 2012 as Eurostar had balloons everywhere and a billboard congratulating London's win. But I was so tired and dazed that I forgot to take a picture. EEEeeeeyeeear!!!
I am gonna take a good rest tonight and attempt to make Hainainese Chicken Rice as a return gesture to 少爷, the host, tomorrow evening. I bought 3 packets of the Prima Deli pre-mix from my aunt's Prima Deli shop in Jurong Entertainment Centre. I think it'll be good.
Ok, 少爷 is trying to teach me how to use the washing machine. Gotta go. Blog later!!!
Blinkymummy Shops In Brussels
Day 5 - 6 Jul 05
This was our 3rd and last day in Brussels.
Woke up late and made a dash for the shopping.
You'd be surprised that the shopping in Brussels was actually quite good. Though charged in Euros, the shops were having a sale and after conversion, the prices made sense to Blinkymummy who earned in SGD.
For example, this pair of sneakers cost about SGD40.
I bought another pair for 10 euros or SGD20.
And a jacket and denim skirt from Naf Naf.
WOO HOO!!! Very happy!!! =)))
We were wondering why anybody would wanna shop in London. They charge so much and in pounds!!!
We went to this shop called Bershka.
It's a Spanish chain like UCB or Esprit.
The stuff was funky and of course, they were having a SALE!!
I picked out this jacket for 少爷. Simple yet a little edgy.
I also passed him a mint green t-shirt so that he could see the possibilities apart from boring khaki, black and white he wore all the time.
Check out his disgust with wearing a what-he-claimed-to-be gay-coloured t-shirt. HAHAHAAH!!!
Mr Unwilling.
In the end, sanity and good taste reigned.
He bought the jacket, but concluded that mint green was too much for him to accept all in 1 day. Never mind, we can try again next time, 少爷!! =P
We had lunch in one of the many tourist traps.
We had this problem with tourist traps.
We kept calling these places tourist traps but we kept going to them. I think the tourist traps looked cleaner or something.
Very good wine!! Very very good wine....
3rd mussels session for us.
Blinkymummy couldn't take it anymore.
I will not be having any mussels for a long time.
We took the tram back to Brussels Centraal to take the Eurostar. I don't even take the public transport in Singapore.
Parting shot of the National Symbol.
少爷 thought it was quite sad for the national symbol to be of a pissing boy. Well, ours is a merlion. Is ours any better? I guess as long as people remember, it then is a good national symbol lor!!
This was our 3rd and last day in Brussels.
Woke up late and made a dash for the shopping.
You'd be surprised that the shopping in Brussels was actually quite good. Though charged in Euros, the shops were having a sale and after conversion, the prices made sense to Blinkymummy who earned in SGD.
For example, this pair of sneakers cost about SGD40.
I bought another pair for 10 euros or SGD20.
And a jacket and denim skirt from Naf Naf.
WOO HOO!!! Very happy!!! =)))
We were wondering why anybody would wanna shop in London. They charge so much and in pounds!!!
We went to this shop called Bershka.
It's a Spanish chain like UCB or Esprit.
The stuff was funky and of course, they were having a SALE!!
I picked out this jacket for 少爷. Simple yet a little edgy.
I also passed him a mint green t-shirt so that he could see the possibilities apart from boring khaki, black and white he wore all the time.
Check out his disgust with wearing a what-he-claimed-to-be gay-coloured t-shirt. HAHAHAAH!!!
Mr Unwilling.
In the end, sanity and good taste reigned.
He bought the jacket, but concluded that mint green was too much for him to accept all in 1 day. Never mind, we can try again next time, 少爷!! =P
We had lunch in one of the many tourist traps.
We had this problem with tourist traps.
We kept calling these places tourist traps but we kept going to them. I think the tourist traps looked cleaner or something.
Very good wine!! Very very good wine....
3rd mussels session for us.
Blinkymummy couldn't take it anymore.
I will not be having any mussels for a long time.
We took the tram back to Brussels Centraal to take the Eurostar. I don't even take the public transport in Singapore.
Parting shot of the National Symbol.
少爷 thought it was quite sad for the national symbol to be of a pissing boy. Well, ours is a merlion. Is ours any better? I guess as long as people remember, it then is a good national symbol lor!!
Tuesday, July 05, 2005
Blinkymummy Goes to Bruges
Day 4 - 5 Jul 05
We took a day trip to Bruges. I thought it was going to be touristy and boring with lots of old buildings. This is a picture of the Brussels Centraal Station.
We bought tickets and read the bloody boards. Remember... we speak and read no French.
After getting the tix and figuring out the schedule and platform number, we had to deal with the directions.
YAY!!! We found the right platform and we were on our way to Bruges!! WOO HOO!!
This is the Markt, i.e. the main square, with the Belfort in the background. The 2nd pic of the Halle, i.e. the cloth hall. According to the bible aka Timeout, these are symbols of the civic pride and mercantile power of medieval Bruges.
Walking along the streets.
Music fills the space.
Engulfs every pore.
If this is a deliberate orchestration, let me be taken in.
The river and its buildings.
For hundreds of years.
The swan and her gosling.
The swan has a serial number on its beak though.
309.
Bonsai, the road savvy monkey, taking in the sights.
Flags dancing in the wind.
A quiet corner.
I was staring at what looked at a dusty Toyo Ito's pavillion, but because nobody was giving it any attention, I didn't take a closer look. Only made the connection after I left Bruges.
Jesus and brilliant natural light design
I have no idea who the one on the right is.
But I know the silly one on the left. =)))
After much walking, Bonsai had to take a rest.
Since I couldn't eblog, I was taking notes here and there. We had mussels, waterzooi and beer for lunch. Quite sick of mussels by then actually. Was complaing to 少爷 about mussels overdose.
Now for the modern bits of Bruges.
Apart from the many many lace and chocolates tourist traps, the town is rather funky.
Lifestyle shops. Yuppie Paradise.
Suann's present is in the bag!!
Patience is a virtue!! =)))
More artsy stuff.
Beer break.
Bonsai was talking to 少爷 quite abit. 少爷 wasn't too keen.
When the waiter came to give us the bill, Bonsai waved at him.
I told the waiter that 少爷 was embarrassed and the waiter said,"We are men. We are not into the apes and baby shite." Then he said hi to Bonsai.
I had to pee but the stupid public toilet was CLOSED?!!!
@£$^"$%$^£$!!!
So we made our way to the station which had to have an open toilet and made our way back to Brussels.
But not before we take more pictures!!
So, that was Day 4.
Alot of old buildings and beer.
And some confessions.
Day 0
Day 1A
Day 1B
Day 1C
Day 2
Day 3
We took a day trip to Bruges. I thought it was going to be touristy and boring with lots of old buildings. This is a picture of the Brussels Centraal Station.
We bought tickets and read the bloody boards. Remember... we speak and read no French.
After getting the tix and figuring out the schedule and platform number, we had to deal with the directions.
YAY!!! We found the right platform and we were on our way to Bruges!! WOO HOO!!
This is the Markt, i.e. the main square, with the Belfort in the background. The 2nd pic of the Halle, i.e. the cloth hall. According to the bible aka Timeout, these are symbols of the civic pride and mercantile power of medieval Bruges.
Walking along the streets.
Music fills the space.
Engulfs every pore.
If this is a deliberate orchestration, let me be taken in.
The river and its buildings.
For hundreds of years.
The swan and her gosling.
The swan has a serial number on its beak though.
309.
Bonsai, the road savvy monkey, taking in the sights.
Flags dancing in the wind.
A quiet corner.
I was staring at what looked at a dusty Toyo Ito's pavillion, but because nobody was giving it any attention, I didn't take a closer look. Only made the connection after I left Bruges.
Jesus and brilliant natural light design
I have no idea who the one on the right is.
But I know the silly one on the left. =)))
After much walking, Bonsai had to take a rest.
Since I couldn't eblog, I was taking notes here and there. We had mussels, waterzooi and beer for lunch. Quite sick of mussels by then actually. Was complaing to 少爷 about mussels overdose.
Now for the modern bits of Bruges.
Apart from the many many lace and chocolates tourist traps, the town is rather funky.
Lifestyle shops. Yuppie Paradise.
Suann's present is in the bag!!
Patience is a virtue!! =)))
More artsy stuff.
Beer break.
Bonsai was talking to 少爷 quite abit. 少爷 wasn't too keen.
When the waiter came to give us the bill, Bonsai waved at him.
I told the waiter that 少爷 was embarrassed and the waiter said,"We are men. We are not into the apes and baby shite." Then he said hi to Bonsai.
I had to pee but the stupid public toilet was CLOSED?!!!
@£$^"$%$^£$!!!
So we made our way to the station which had to have an open toilet and made our way back to Brussels.
But not before we take more pictures!!
So, that was Day 4.
Alot of old buildings and beer.
And some confessions.
Day 0
Day 1A
Day 1B
Day 1C
Day 2
Day 3
Monday, July 04, 2005
Blinkymummy Goes to Brussels
Day 3 - 4 Jul 05
We had to wake up like at 5.15am to catch the Eurostar.
少爷 was sulking. HAHAHAAHAH!!
"Crap... I don't even wake up this bloody early for work"
1st class on Eurostar!! (Breakfast included)
WOO HOO!!!
Blinkymummy & Bonsai on Eurostar.
After 2 hours, we arrived at Brussels and looked up to this amazing ceiling. It was quite dusty but from afar, it was breathtaking!!!
Windy in Brussels. My trusty umbrella gave up on me. It broke. =((
made in china
Those 19th century streets were charming. The spaces were so tight. Made me feel like I was being swallowed by history.
In Lower Town, you find the Grand' Place. A city square flanked by old old buildings. I kept imagining the horses and people in heavy cloaks.
Details of the architecture. We can't do it anymore.
We ate at the city square.
Beer and Mussels were the order of the day.
Blinkymummy's new cure for her bald patch
Bonsai, the Master of the Beers!!
少爷 reading the bible.
Hee hee hee!!!
We got conned and stepped into this beer museum.
Don't ever go there!! It costs 4 Euros per head!!
少爷 was about to leave until the guy told us it came with a beer.
HAHAAHAHAH!!
Just look at how red I was!! Tsk tsk tsk!!
And we couldn't resist the WAFFLES!!!
Near the Grand' Place, we saw the Manneken-Pis, i.e. Belgium's National Symbol. It's fucking small lor. But many people were taking photos. I wanted both Bonsai and 少爷 to be in the photo and it turned out like that. Apparently, 少爷 didn't fancy Bonsai too much. Maybe it was because Bonsai tried to talk to him abit too much. =)
Walking along the streets, one finds many artsy shops.
Some weird finds.... Eerie!!!
Time for yet another beer!!
I saw this along the main shopping street.
Some new shop opening soon.
Would have given it a miss, but the date did it.
=))) My birthday!! Heh heh heh!!
Dinner was at a Thai restaurant.
I was kind of sleepy. Walked around alot, ok!!!
After dinner, we went to this pub called Bizon which had many bands playing consecutively. People kept asking if we were Japanese.
The guy on the left is Marc. He's from Brussels but had spent many years away working for the UN. Just completed some contract work in North Korea and was back home on a holiday. He was telling me that Belgium was not doing well economically. And he complained that it was 2am on a Monday night and still there were so many locals drinking and making merry. He thinks the locals should get off their asses and realise that 'the world is changing'. Marc gave us his contact number and asked us to give him a call after we got back from Bruges on Day 4, and he would bring us around. I was quite keen but 少爷 did not find him as attractive. Oh well...
The other guy is Luc. He's Marc's friend and a film critic. Marc highlighted that Luc didn't make films, he merely reviewed them. "It's easier to criticise," said Marc. Luc was quite drunk and was talking really loudly. He asked me for my name and I said "Hsin". Then he turned to 少爷 and said,"Then you must be 'Ful'?! HAHAHAHAAHA!!" Wah lau.... 少爷 had to say,"You must be Anthony." Because the other guy was Marc?! Jialat!
When Luc found out that 少爷 and I were from Singapore, he said we just did a Singapore too. HUH?? Live8 = Sing-A-Poor?!! Oh man... Angmohs also can be so corny meh?!
There was this other guy, a Spaniard, Antonio. He's with the Spanish office of the EU, but we were not sure what exactly he did. He refused to have his picture taken. Anyway, he got quite drunk and was talking really loudly to 少爷 and I. Most of time, I had no idea what he was talking about. 少爷 was trying to stay interested by talking about football, Spanish flamenco dancers and what a rubbish manager Rafael Beneath-us was, but Antonio insisted on talking politics. He also showed 少爷 his girlfriend's smses on his phone. How bizarre is that?!!
At about 2.30am, we made our way back to the hotel.
And I saw this.
Later, I realised that there were many in Brussels.
Dunno why.
So, that was Day 3.
Alot of mussels and beer.
Day 0
Day 1A
Day 1B
Day 1C
Day 2
We had to wake up like at 5.15am to catch the Eurostar.
少爷 was sulking. HAHAHAAHAH!!
"Crap... I don't even wake up this bloody early for work"
1st class on Eurostar!! (Breakfast included)
WOO HOO!!!
Blinkymummy & Bonsai on Eurostar.
After 2 hours, we arrived at Brussels and looked up to this amazing ceiling. It was quite dusty but from afar, it was breathtaking!!!
Windy in Brussels. My trusty umbrella gave up on me. It broke. =((
made in china
Those 19th century streets were charming. The spaces were so tight. Made me feel like I was being swallowed by history.
In Lower Town, you find the Grand' Place. A city square flanked by old old buildings. I kept imagining the horses and people in heavy cloaks.
Details of the architecture. We can't do it anymore.
We ate at the city square.
Beer and Mussels were the order of the day.
Blinkymummy's new cure for her bald patch
Bonsai, the Master of the Beers!!
少爷 reading the bible.
Hee hee hee!!!
We got conned and stepped into this beer museum.
Don't ever go there!! It costs 4 Euros per head!!
少爷 was about to leave until the guy told us it came with a beer.
HAHAAHAHAH!!
Just look at how red I was!! Tsk tsk tsk!!
And we couldn't resist the WAFFLES!!!
Near the Grand' Place, we saw the Manneken-Pis, i.e. Belgium's National Symbol. It's fucking small lor. But many people were taking photos. I wanted both Bonsai and 少爷 to be in the photo and it turned out like that. Apparently, 少爷 didn't fancy Bonsai too much. Maybe it was because Bonsai tried to talk to him abit too much. =)
Walking along the streets, one finds many artsy shops.
Some weird finds.... Eerie!!!
Time for yet another beer!!
I saw this along the main shopping street.
Some new shop opening soon.
Would have given it a miss, but the date did it.
=))) My birthday!! Heh heh heh!!
Dinner was at a Thai restaurant.
I was kind of sleepy. Walked around alot, ok!!!
After dinner, we went to this pub called Bizon which had many bands playing consecutively. People kept asking if we were Japanese.
The guy on the left is Marc. He's from Brussels but had spent many years away working for the UN. Just completed some contract work in North Korea and was back home on a holiday. He was telling me that Belgium was not doing well economically. And he complained that it was 2am on a Monday night and still there were so many locals drinking and making merry. He thinks the locals should get off their asses and realise that 'the world is changing'. Marc gave us his contact number and asked us to give him a call after we got back from Bruges on Day 4, and he would bring us around. I was quite keen but 少爷 did not find him as attractive. Oh well...
The other guy is Luc. He's Marc's friend and a film critic. Marc highlighted that Luc didn't make films, he merely reviewed them. "It's easier to criticise," said Marc. Luc was quite drunk and was talking really loudly. He asked me for my name and I said "Hsin". Then he turned to 少爷 and said,"Then you must be 'Ful'?! HAHAHAHAAHA!!" Wah lau.... 少爷 had to say,"You must be Anthony." Because the other guy was Marc?! Jialat!
When Luc found out that 少爷 and I were from Singapore, he said we just did a Singapore too. HUH?? Live8 = Sing-A-Poor?!! Oh man... Angmohs also can be so corny meh?!
There was this other guy, a Spaniard, Antonio. He's with the Spanish office of the EU, but we were not sure what exactly he did. He refused to have his picture taken. Anyway, he got quite drunk and was talking really loudly to 少爷 and I. Most of time, I had no idea what he was talking about. 少爷 was trying to stay interested by talking about football, Spanish flamenco dancers and what a rubbish manager Rafael Beneath-us was, but Antonio insisted on talking politics. He also showed 少爷 his girlfriend's smses on his phone. How bizarre is that?!!
At about 2.30am, we made our way back to the hotel.
And I saw this.
Later, I realised that there were many in Brussels.
Dunno why.
So, that was Day 3.
Alot of mussels and beer.
Day 0
Day 1A
Day 1B
Day 1C
Day 2
Sunday, July 03, 2005
Blinkymummy Goes to London
Day 2 - 3 Jul 05
少爷 and I set off to London. Not before a nice slice of Tiramisu and updating of my blog. We were going to London a little earlier to have a look before we hop onto the Eurostar on Day 3 to go to Brussels.
Bonsai on the train to London.
We were headed for Waterloo Station, which is probably in a messy state now. During the 1.5 hour ride on the train, it suddenly struck me that it was 3 Jul 05 - 5th Anniversary in my 1st job. I remembered my 1st day at work. I remembered the subsequent many days at work. The frustration, the tears, the achievements, the realisation of one's position in the larger scheme of things. I think I do enjoy planning very much. But it takes two to tango.
BM had never been to London and this was BM's first glimpse of London. We went to Piccadilly Circus, Covent Garden, Oxford Circus, Leicester Square and Chinatown. There were so many people everywhere. Most of them were tourists. I think London is a theme park with real buildings. Apart from the buildings, I don't see what's the big hooha about London.
This busker got into trouble with the Law. Actually, I am not sure who's more interesting to watch. The busker or the policeman in his hat?
Lunch.
Bonsai takes the tube.
I like this particular train. It looks like a toy.
The cabin is very low. Everybody looks out of proportion in it.
Felt like I was in a music video.
Was surprised to see an ad with chinese characters. It's an ad for Lynx. The deodorant?
I saw this and had to take a picture of it.
I think Adrian will like it.
少爷 insisted that there should be no spitting at Swallow Street.
He's the God of Corn.
Before dinner, we had to stop for the first of our many beers to come by for this trip.
Bonsai was enthusiastically posing for a picture.
So was Blinkymummy. =))
Then Bonsai decided to remind BM of the cruel ramifications of smoking.
We had dinner at a Japanese Restaurant called Sakura on Hanover Street. The agetofu was amazing. It's apparently a very popular spot. We confirmed its popularity when we saw an aged japanese couple patrons. I thought the most amazing bit was that I could smoke while I ate in the restaurant. FWAH!!! It's damn good.
So, that was Day 2.
Alot of walking.
Day 0
Day 1A
Day 1B
Day 1C
少爷 and I set off to London. Not before a nice slice of Tiramisu and updating of my blog. We were going to London a little earlier to have a look before we hop onto the Eurostar on Day 3 to go to Brussels.
Bonsai on the train to London.
We were headed for Waterloo Station, which is probably in a messy state now. During the 1.5 hour ride on the train, it suddenly struck me that it was 3 Jul 05 - 5th Anniversary in my 1st job. I remembered my 1st day at work. I remembered the subsequent many days at work. The frustration, the tears, the achievements, the realisation of one's position in the larger scheme of things. I think I do enjoy planning very much. But it takes two to tango.
BM had never been to London and this was BM's first glimpse of London. We went to Piccadilly Circus, Covent Garden, Oxford Circus, Leicester Square and Chinatown. There were so many people everywhere. Most of them were tourists. I think London is a theme park with real buildings. Apart from the buildings, I don't see what's the big hooha about London.
This busker got into trouble with the Law. Actually, I am not sure who's more interesting to watch. The busker or the policeman in his hat?
Lunch.
Bonsai takes the tube.
I like this particular train. It looks like a toy.
The cabin is very low. Everybody looks out of proportion in it.
Felt like I was in a music video.
Was surprised to see an ad with chinese characters. It's an ad for Lynx. The deodorant?
I saw this and had to take a picture of it.
I think Adrian will like it.
少爷 insisted that there should be no spitting at Swallow Street.
He's the God of Corn.
Before dinner, we had to stop for the first of our many beers to come by for this trip.
Bonsai was enthusiastically posing for a picture.
So was Blinkymummy. =))
Then Bonsai decided to remind BM of the cruel ramifications of smoking.
We had dinner at a Japanese Restaurant called Sakura on Hanover Street. The agetofu was amazing. It's apparently a very popular spot. We confirmed its popularity when we saw an aged japanese couple patrons. I thought the most amazing bit was that I could smoke while I ate in the restaurant. FWAH!!! It's damn good.
So, that was Day 2.
Alot of walking.
Day 0
Day 1A
Day 1B
Day 1C
Live8 @ Hyde Park
When I got here, the Live8 Concert was taking place at Hyde Park. It was all over the radio. Quite a few of my favourite bands and stars performed.
Then, I heard Brad Pitt said something like,"We are not satisfied that the place one is born in, determines one's right to medication." Or something like that.
Oh man... If music can rid the world of poverty, it will really make a mockery of the entire history of mankind. What the hell were we thinking? We merely needed to sing and dance?!
What I think is that this entire saga will enable the 1st world and its denizens to have a really huge concert and that's about it. The 1st world will consume more beer, use up more electricity and feed on more food produced and bought from the 3rd world at extremely low prices. I don't even think the 3rd world will go,"Hey look... they are having a concert and having so much fun because they are trying to help us get rid of our debts."
Without a 3rd world, there will not be a 1st world. I do not think the 1st world is ready for that yet. I do not think the 1st world will ever be ready.
Then, I heard Brad Pitt said something like,"We are not satisfied that the place one is born in, determines one's right to medication." Or something like that.
Oh man... If music can rid the world of poverty, it will really make a mockery of the entire history of mankind. What the hell were we thinking? We merely needed to sing and dance?!
What I think is that this entire saga will enable the 1st world and its denizens to have a really huge concert and that's about it. The 1st world will consume more beer, use up more electricity and feed on more food produced and bought from the 3rd world at extremely low prices. I don't even think the 3rd world will go,"Hey look... they are having a concert and having so much fun because they are trying to help us get rid of our debts."
Without a 3rd world, there will not be a 1st world. I do not think the 1st world is ready for that yet. I do not think the 1st world will ever be ready.
Blinkymummy Goes to Southampton
Day 1C - 2 Jul 05
Hi Hi!!!
Well, I see nobody is too interested in my friend's post aka 少爷. HAHAHHAAHAH!! People dun have a blog mah. Must be generous in sharing what a joy blogging is!!
Managed to upload some pictures.
As I had to transit Frankfurt, I took a pic of the wonderfully functional roof structure. I love the entire Frankfurt airport experience, except for the frisking. Yes, I was frisked in public. It was rather ticklish so I laughed and winked at the next person in line. HAHAHAHA!!
I got to Southampton after a long wait at Heathrow, a tedious bus journey and frustrating traffics. We went to this shopping centre called West Quay and found Singapore Sam in the foodcourt. I have no idea what they are selling, but they hardly looked Singaporean. More eastern european. Thought the Singapore Sam was our postal services or something. HAHAHAHAH!!
My friend was trying on a shirt at UCB and I was getting bored with jet lag.
This is my Friend who prefers to be know as 少爷. [Sorry, his computer can't support the chinese characters. Can only cut and paste characters I can find from other docs.] He chose this shirt and asked me for my comments. I said the fit was quite ok, but the shirt made him look gay. He bought the shirt. AHAHAHAHAHAH!! I always knew he was a closet case.
He said he would make his 少爷 special chicken rice. Fwah!! I thought Hainanese Chicken Rice or what!! It turned out to be fried rice with chicken. I was scoffing a little at this point.
Marinating the chicken. Too much Shaoxing wine. The chicken is now dead and drunk.
The end product looked a little Greek and try-very-hard. HAAHAHAHAH!!! I was not too optimistic.
少爷 was quite satisfied with his creation and decided to say a little prayer before we started. HAHAHAAHAH... no lah... It's just a silly pose. And you know what?!!! Its looks do not match up with its taste. It was seriously quite good.
Look at what 少爷 made for breakfast.
Crumpets, sausages, eggs, tomatos, OJ and wine?!!! =)))
Not as Zen as last night's dinner eh?
As usual, I couldn't finish.
Ok, we will be making our way to London, then to Brussels this afternoon. Will try to blog. Laterz. =))))
Hi Hi!!!
Well, I see nobody is too interested in my friend's post aka 少爷. HAHAHHAAHAH!! People dun have a blog mah. Must be generous in sharing what a joy blogging is!!
Managed to upload some pictures.
As I had to transit Frankfurt, I took a pic of the wonderfully functional roof structure. I love the entire Frankfurt airport experience, except for the frisking. Yes, I was frisked in public. It was rather ticklish so I laughed and winked at the next person in line. HAHAHAHA!!
I got to Southampton after a long wait at Heathrow, a tedious bus journey and frustrating traffics. We went to this shopping centre called West Quay and found Singapore Sam in the foodcourt. I have no idea what they are selling, but they hardly looked Singaporean. More eastern european. Thought the Singapore Sam was our postal services or something. HAHAHAHAH!!
My friend was trying on a shirt at UCB and I was getting bored with jet lag.
This is my Friend who prefers to be know as 少爷. [Sorry, his computer can't support the chinese characters. Can only cut and paste characters I can find from other docs.] He chose this shirt and asked me for my comments. I said the fit was quite ok, but the shirt made him look gay. He bought the shirt. AHAHAHAHAHAH!! I always knew he was a closet case.
He said he would make his 少爷 special chicken rice. Fwah!! I thought Hainanese Chicken Rice or what!! It turned out to be fried rice with chicken. I was scoffing a little at this point.
Marinating the chicken. Too much Shaoxing wine. The chicken is now dead and drunk.
The end product looked a little Greek and try-very-hard. HAAHAHAHAH!!! I was not too optimistic.
少爷 was quite satisfied with his creation and decided to say a little prayer before we started. HAHAHAAHAH... no lah... It's just a silly pose. And you know what?!!! Its looks do not match up with its taste. It was seriously quite good.
Look at what 少爷 made for breakfast.
Crumpets, sausages, eggs, tomatos, OJ and wine?!!! =)))
Not as Zen as last night's dinner eh?
As usual, I couldn't finish.
Ok, we will be making our way to London, then to Brussels this afternoon. Will try to blog. Laterz. =))))
Saturday, July 02, 2005
Bonsai's extinct !
Day 1B
Hello there all BM fans ! This is BlinkyMummy's host in England blogging on her behalf. I'm fuckin' sick and tired of her talking about all her fans in Singapore all the fuckin' time. Even worse, I'm now Bonsai, her bloody monkey's best mate- can you imagine if I have to feed a bleeding stuffed monkey bananas while you're walking on High Street. Nevertheless, its good to see my old friend again after two long years and she's still looking just as fit as ever ! You lucky dogs !
shao4ye2
Hello there all BM fans ! This is BlinkyMummy's host in England blogging on her behalf. I'm fuckin' sick and tired of her talking about all her fans in Singapore all the fuckin' time. Even worse, I'm now Bonsai, her bloody monkey's best mate- can you imagine if I have to feed a bleeding stuffed monkey bananas while you're walking on High Street. Nevertheless, its good to see my old friend again after two long years and she's still looking just as fit as ever ! You lucky dogs !
shao4ye2
Blinkymummy At Heathrow
Day 1A
Hello Everybody!!
I'm at Heathrow waiting for the bus.
The flight was relatively uneventful. I was the only Chinese. They were mostly angmohs. I kena-ed the centre seat in the centre row and was flanked by a 4 year old girl and a young angmoh guy who happened to be quite cute. But I was so determined not to talk to anybody, so I didn't. HAHAHAHAAH!!! Before I left, I told Moby Beng that if anybody had attempted to talk to me, I would let Bonsai entertain him instead. HAHAHAAHHA!!!
You know how they play the safety video as the plane takes off? There is this part about the oxygen masks? "If you see the masks drop, pull one towards yourself... blah blah blah". Well, the masks in the row before mine did drop during take-off. Probably due to the impact of taking off. And I was laughing damn loudly. Somebody from that row reached for the mask and the voice-over which sounded like GOD, said,"Please do not touch the masks." HAHAHAHAHAH!!! Conflicting instructions!!! It's so tough to be a passenger these days.
I think economy class is inhumane. I mean, the seats are so tiny. I felt like an animal. All I did was eat, sleep and excrete. Ready to be shipped somewhere to be sold and slaughtered. During the shaky bits, I looked around to see if I were satisfied enough to die with those people. Erm... then I realised that I didn't really have a choice. Yhew.
Something silly happened at Heathrow. Blinkymummy is a blur cock. You see, we landed in Terminal 1 but somehow BM managed to clear the customs in Terminal 2. So, I got out of the checkpoints without my luggage. Wah lau!!! PANIC!!!! I asked like a million people before I got back to Terminal 1. The airport staff refused to let me back into the restricted part of T1 to collect my bag without a British Airways staff. They directed me to this particular yellow phone which I had to use to call BA. I called for 15 mins in vain. Already scolding NABEH CHEEBYE oredi hor!!! Fucking bureaucracy!! Then after 1 hour, I managed to collect my bag. Phew... wanted to cry oredi ah!
After the T1 saga, I managed to buy my bus ticket without much hassle and found an internet cafe lor!! =))))
Ok, gotta go IM with people who miss me liao.
Will blog later.
Hello Everybody!!
I'm at Heathrow waiting for the bus.
The flight was relatively uneventful. I was the only Chinese. They were mostly angmohs. I kena-ed the centre seat in the centre row and was flanked by a 4 year old girl and a young angmoh guy who happened to be quite cute. But I was so determined not to talk to anybody, so I didn't. HAHAHAHAAH!!! Before I left, I told Moby Beng that if anybody had attempted to talk to me, I would let Bonsai entertain him instead. HAHAHAAHHA!!!
You know how they play the safety video as the plane takes off? There is this part about the oxygen masks? "If you see the masks drop, pull one towards yourself... blah blah blah". Well, the masks in the row before mine did drop during take-off. Probably due to the impact of taking off. And I was laughing damn loudly. Somebody from that row reached for the mask and the voice-over which sounded like GOD, said,"Please do not touch the masks." HAHAHAHAHAH!!! Conflicting instructions!!! It's so tough to be a passenger these days.
I think economy class is inhumane. I mean, the seats are so tiny. I felt like an animal. All I did was eat, sleep and excrete. Ready to be shipped somewhere to be sold and slaughtered. During the shaky bits, I looked around to see if I were satisfied enough to die with those people. Erm... then I realised that I didn't really have a choice. Yhew.
Something silly happened at Heathrow. Blinkymummy is a blur cock. You see, we landed in Terminal 1 but somehow BM managed to clear the customs in Terminal 2. So, I got out of the checkpoints without my luggage. Wah lau!!! PANIC!!!! I asked like a million people before I got back to Terminal 1. The airport staff refused to let me back into the restricted part of T1 to collect my bag without a British Airways staff. They directed me to this particular yellow phone which I had to use to call BA. I called for 15 mins in vain. Already scolding NABEH CHEEBYE oredi hor!!! Fucking bureaucracy!! Then after 1 hour, I managed to collect my bag. Phew... wanted to cry oredi ah!
After the T1 saga, I managed to buy my bus ticket without much hassle and found an internet cafe lor!! =))))
Ok, gotta go IM with people who miss me liao.
Will blog later.
Friday, July 01, 2005
Flight Delayed
Hi Hi!!The flight is delayed. BORING!!!
It's pretty bizarre.This is obviously a flight to Europe and UK but they are showing Channel 8 in the waiting area. I'm the only person watching and understanding. HAHAHAHAH!!!
Anyways, I think I'm going to suffer on the flight coz I got an in-between seat. SHITE!!!!
Oh well...
I wanna thank Moby Beng for sending me to the airport and Fai for buying cat litter for Blinky and Tiger. Now Blinky and Tiger can shite in peace. =)))
Ok, gotta go.
LATERZ!!!
Update: Pictures at Changi Airport
Bonsai was all ready to FLY!!!
Moby Beng & Bonsai
Bonsai watching Blinkymummy order food
BM & Bonsai!!!
It's pretty bizarre.This is obviously a flight to Europe and UK but they are showing Channel 8 in the waiting area. I'm the only person watching and understanding. HAHAHAHAH!!!
Anyways, I think I'm going to suffer on the flight coz I got an in-between seat. SHITE!!!!
Oh well...
I wanna thank Moby Beng for sending me to the airport and Fai for buying cat litter for Blinky and Tiger. Now Blinky and Tiger can shite in peace. =)))
Ok, gotta go.
LATERZ!!!
Update: Pictures at Changi Airport
Bonsai was all ready to FLY!!!
Moby Beng & Bonsai
Bonsai watching Blinkymummy order food
BM & Bonsai!!!
Blinkymummy Leave for London
Hey Everybody!
I'm leaving for the airport in about 20 mins.
I'll try to blog when I get the chance to.
Bonsai will be going with me!! WOO HOO!!
Ok, still need to get some last minute packing done.
I can't decide whether to bring my boots or not.
EEEEEYEEEERRRRR!!!
Dun miss me too much!!
=))))
I'm leaving for the airport in about 20 mins.
I'll try to blog when I get the chance to.
Bonsai will be going with me!! WOO HOO!!
Ok, still need to get some last minute packing done.
I can't decide whether to bring my boots or not.
EEEEEYEEEERRRRR!!!
Dun miss me too much!!
=))))
Cat
I saw a dead cat along AYE today.
Its yellow guts were spilling out on the tarmac.
The head was not visible.
I felt a quick clench in the heart and hoped that it was painless.
It's tough being a stray cat in Singapore.
On top of the usual survival issues, e.g. scavaging for food, avoiding sick bastards who tie rubber bands on his tail/paws/neck/body, and others who set him on fire for kicks, the random dog chase, the feline flu etc., he must deal with political pressures such as being mistaken for a SARS host. How does the cat proclaim that he is not a civet cat?
Regardless of how adorable he is, 80% of Singaporean households cannot bring him home in an authorised manner. The other 20% are obsessed with dogs.
I mourn the death of yet another stray cat.
When I get home, I'll give Blinky and Tiger a good squeeze, then unwillingly leave for the airport.
While some people may think that it is benevolent to feed strays, the act is in fact prolonged cruelty. Once the cats develop a dependency, the ritual cannot be broken. Once broken, the cats will suffer. Feeding strays merely satisfies the feeder.
Its yellow guts were spilling out on the tarmac.
The head was not visible.
I felt a quick clench in the heart and hoped that it was painless.
It's tough being a stray cat in Singapore.
On top of the usual survival issues, e.g. scavaging for food, avoiding sick bastards who tie rubber bands on his tail/paws/neck/body, and others who set him on fire for kicks, the random dog chase, the feline flu etc., he must deal with political pressures such as being mistaken for a SARS host. How does the cat proclaim that he is not a civet cat?
Regardless of how adorable he is, 80% of Singaporean households cannot bring him home in an authorised manner. The other 20% are obsessed with dogs.
I mourn the death of yet another stray cat.
When I get home, I'll give Blinky and Tiger a good squeeze, then unwillingly leave for the airport.
While some people may think that it is benevolent to feed strays, the act is in fact prolonged cruelty. Once the cats develop a dependency, the ritual cannot be broken. Once broken, the cats will suffer. Feeding strays merely satisfies the feeder.
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