I'm so happy i could sing!!!

okie i know, even i get my voice back i can't really sing... it's just an expression.... but hey! i got my voice back today! heheehe..... an hour before my 2nd interview today, i was still "speechless".... what can i say? i believe in miracles!!! *grin from ear to ear*not only did i got my voice back, i got the job! the starting pay isn't anything to shout about tho'... but the exciting part is that i will be leading a team to launch a new health magazine! so what it's not gonna be another fashion mag, it's still gonna be challenging... and to me tat is FUN!

to those who have never seen me worked before..... yes i had actually worked before! i do like a challenge and can be quite a workaholic, tat is if the job or project interests me.... i'm a perfectionist towards myself... i can tolerate others' shortcomings much better than my own... so if you think i'm hard on you, wait till you see how i treat myself.... *gulp*

heard this on the radio today.... "If you have to think, why not think BIG?!" i like tat... especially on the eve of a brand new work circle! yippee!!!*

disclaimer: yes, i wrote eve... i'm starting work tomolo! and nope it's not an april's fool joke! wahhahaaa.....

unwilling silence.........

silence can be peaceful or painful... in a modern society where there's hardly any transquility, moments of silence are precious.... unless.... it's UNWILLING!

it all started last nite.... throat began to hurt, swallowing start to trigger the pain sensation.... tis morn woke up, without a voice!! -_-" 我失声了

i admit i'm a talkative person, just see the amount of my blog for evidence... being not able to talk is painful, not forgetting smelly. whole day mouth close, no ventilation of air, how to smell nice?! yes... dun come near me now and try to make me talk, you'll regret instantly....

i've rejected 5 phone calls by now cos i can't talk.... and it's unknown numbers, and never leave any messages. i'll just to wait and see if they'll call back when my hubby's around. he'll have to be my receptionist for the day....

and who's to blame? i'll share it with hubby.... i had a sudden craving and went to geylang last nite to satisfy it --- jellied beancurd! beancurd alone would not cause this, but when hubby ordered 2 orders of 油条 [fried dough fritters] and 烧饼 [fried dough pancakes].... results? red lips [and it's not cos of lipstick] and a sexy low voice.... just tat it's so low, i doubt anyone can hear it...

hubby had a great time nagging me abt the $7.70 for the beancurd craving i had. i got so sick of his nagging i said i'll pay him back... "with wat? my own money??" ooh well he's right, i'll keep the $7.70 then.... heheeheee....

he claimed the next time i have such cravings, he'll buy 10 bowls of beancurd and eliminate my craving permanently.... i wonder what if i had a craving for money..... would he give me so much until i'm sick of it too?? *lub chin* wahahahaahaa......

i feel the earth move under my feet.......

well more like i felt it with my butt..... cos i wasn't standing. was sitting at the computer, and suddenly i felt my whole body swayed and i almost fall off my chair!! i had to grab hold of the table... -_-"

i thot, "i must be really sick! giddy until like dat!" gastric cause giddiness? nevermind, better rest. so off the computer and go lay down on the bed. i even tell hubby i giddy need to rest early....

and the thing was, he also felt it.... and he too thot he must be overworked till he felt giddy.... he just came back from a biz trip which provides him 2 hrs of sleep each nite in a 5-star hotel.... total waste of the luxury if u ask me.... anyway, we both end up sleeping early [well anything before 2am is early for us] thinking we are both sick....

but it turned out we ain't tat sick or at least giddy.... it was a 8.7 quake... see related reports. thank god there issn't another tsunami.... 不幸中之大幸吧

pAnda facts....

was having a group conversation online the other day... quite a few animals: a cat, a duck, a pig and a panda.... the cat meow, the duck quack, the pig oink and the panda went silence.....

wat sound does a panda make anyway??!! a self-proclaimed panda lover cannot know so little of it.... yah i love it cos of it's cute, sleepy, blur blur look; it's clumsy, chunky, lumbering movements; it's lazy, always sleeping or eating lifestyle.... but tat is not enough... and there start my research on wat noise does a panda make....

and the result? giant pandas are generally solitary, except during the mating season. male and female are draw to each other by scent and call... "they have a polygynous or promiscuous mating system. males compete for access to more than one adult female" [adapted from Animal Info - Giant Pandas]

the conclusion?? pandas only make a noise when they want to mate, and the males just **** and go..... -_-"

** i wonder why pig said she heard panda make noise before..... *lub chin* hehehehe.....

为什么熊猫是黑白色的？

虽然大熊猫不曾出现在汉族的民间故事里，但却出现在一个西藏的神话传说中。有四位年轻的牧羊女为从一只饥饿的豹口中救出一只大熊猫而被咬死。别的大熊猫听说此事后，决定举行一个葬礼以纪念这四位女孩。

那 时，大熊猫浑身雪白，没有一块黑色的斑纹，为了表示对死难者的崇敬，大熊猫们戴着黑色的臂章来参加葬礼。在这感人的葬礼上，大熊猫们悲伤得痛哭 流涕，它们的眼泪竟与臂章上的黑色混合在一起淌下，它们一擦，黑色却染出了大眼点，它们悲痛得揪自己的耳朵抱在一起哭泣，结果身上却出现了黑色斑纹。

大熊猫们不仅将这些黑色斑保留下来作为对四个女孩的怀念，同时，也要让自己的孩子们记住所发生的一切。 它们把这四位牧羊女变成了一座四峰并立的山。这座山现在就矗立在中国四川卧龙自然保护区附近。

acidifying or not... tat is the question

been having gastric pain for the past few days, last nite was the ultimate.... pain until can't straighten my body.... hubby scolded me, saying cos i ate the mango after dinner. but mango is acidic meh?! refusing to take his reproach laying down (almost literally), i began my search on "is mango acidic?"

i came upon this Alkaline and Acidic Food Chart.... before i could find the answer to my initial quest, it leaves me grasping in horror! according to this "general guide", there are many food which we never ever imagine are acidic are actually acidic!!

eg. under grain and grain products: oatmeal, rice, wheat, noodle, macaroni, spaghetti, bread, crackers, flour!!! tat's it lah! then i eat what as staple food?! *roll eyes*

under animal protein aka meat: beef, cod, fish, lamb, lobster, oysters, pork, salmon, scallops, shrimps!!! practically list all the meat.... and under the alkaline column... sorry they dun even have a category for animal protein!!!! thank goodness chicken is unknown.... *deep sign of relief*

so in order to alkalize my body so tat it won't a sickness magnet (at least not gastric magnet).... i'll practically have to be a vegetarian tat can't take rice or noodles, but to survive on cucumbers, shitake and tofu and occasional chicken?? some one kill me please............. -_-"

the only good piece of information i get out of this is, mango is alkaline forming!!! err..... hmmm.... together with limes? *scratch head*

poem: love in a strange land....

across the oceans i came,
to a land of elephants so tamed,
exotic arrays of spices,
filled with beauty and vices.

being brought into your presence,
it was almost hate at first instance,
your arrogance infuriates me,
and my openness provokes thee.

strong and powerful you may be,
yet stubborn and proud as can be,
and the occasional cruelty,
is what triggers me to leave.

i threaten never to return,
yet i saw your children as i turn,
with wide eyes so enchanting,
i was refrained from departing.

patiently i teach your children,
so eager to listen and learn,
even your many wives are curious,
of this lady from another custom.

daily with your family i venture,
into the differences and similarities in culture,
through them i know more of you,
your strengths and courage unyield.

both fascinating and captivating,
we draw near yet withholding,
as we dance at the glamourous banquet,
our deepest passion finally uncage.

sudden news of your concubine eloping,
breaks the magic in our dancing,
your rage drives you to murder him,
and whip her without mercy.

rebuked you of barbarism and crudity,
i publicly strip you of absolute authority,
broken and remorsed of your action,
you flee the scene in a swift motion.

stunned and shocked of my outrage,
i have humiliated you, i can't stay,
making my way to the dock and to london,
your messenger come with a note of pardon.

back to the palace i raced,
and saw you at your deathbed,
with your last breathe you thank me,
for showing you the world beyond thee.

the white bikini and me.... a sad story

it was a fated day.... after going thru shops after shops, from one end of orchard to the next, i'm still searching for a bikini. my poor friend who supposed to get it for me as bday pressie, ungrudgingly tag along.

"nothing too bright... no! nothing pink either.... nah, too colorful...." end up all the bikinis i fancy were black. "you want another black bikini for wat? try other colors lah" protested my friend. he won. i went home with a white bikini with little blue flowers embroided on it.... sweet, and err... innocent? i noe u r luffing okie.... -_-" i can feel ur vibes....

still surprisingly i look good in it, perhaps cos i'm orh lu lu.... hehehee.... anyway it is refreshing to have something different from my wardrobe of black and more black... wore it twice to the beach (where else *roll eyes*)... it was comfortable and even after i came out of the water it did not reveal more than it should, if u get wat i mean... hehehee.....

tomolo is another day to the beach.... i took out my bikini and to my horrors, it was stained!!! by its own little blue flower embroidery!!!! *faint* i fantically washes it twice and alas it was beyond rescue.... sadly i have to bid it goodbye.... *sob sob*

moral of the story: never ever buy a WHITE bikini! good to look at, hard to take care.... well at least not with little blue flower embroidery.... sign....

*disclaimer: the gal in the pic above is NOT me.... i could only wish.....

why singapore should have casino....

Singapore's loan shark industry openly backed the proposal to build a caSINo, saying it would contribute greatly to their growth. The Association of Hardship Loan Operators and Neighbourhood Gangsters (AHLONG) spokesman Dr Chao Ah Beng told the Ministry of Finance today that the loan shark industry would benefit tremendously from the setting up of a casino.

"We know the gahmen say the casino will bring in tax revenue lah, employ people lah, bring in money that
is lost to Genting Highlands and casino cruises, lah, all that sort of thing," said Dr. Chao, "But it din'ch realise the casino will also boost our industry, which is another good reason for setting it up."

Dr Chao, who lectures in money-laundering and grievous bodily harm at Hoot U, the Geylang-based tertiary institution for bengs and lians, said the casino would enable the loan shark industry to diversify and upgrade its existing line of products. "Last time, we all lend people money to pay off their gambling debts," he explained. "Now, with the casino, we can also offer them high interest loans to afford to pay the entry fee to get into the casino in the first place."

Dr Chao also predicted a rise in their traditional service of debt recovery. "I would definitely invest in pork futures. With more gamblers, it makes sense that there will be more debtors, and a corresponding surge in demand for pigs' heads."

Dr Chao also announced that Hoot U hopes to sign a memorandum of understanding with the proposed casino. "The casino sure need bouncers to keep the riff-raff out, ah lians to attract the high rollers, heavies to hoot cheaterbugs, that sort of thing, and Hoot U is the region's premier producer for manpower in these sectors. So we hope to establish an internship on-the-job-training programme."

In other casino-related news, legendary Las Vegas casino operator Harrah's has announced that it will be changing its name to "Harry's" in order to improve its bidding prospects for the Singapore project.

disclaimer: all names, organisations and even the interview is purely fractional.... hehehehe...

embarassment or rejection?

think my sleeping disorder is getting no better. i tried to sleep early cos i was running a fever last nite. end up, i lay there blinking at the ceiling for more than 2 hrs. Gave up, i got up and blog... went back to sleep finally at 2+, and i woke up at 5am!!! and i lay there watching the sun lighting up the sky... when i finally got to sleep, i was woke up by a phone call at 10plus. great isn't it? *roll eyes*

it was a call from an employment agency asking if i could go for an interview tis afternoon. fine it's a worthwhile call, and so i thot. end up i was shortlisted and called for an interview by a company which i went a month ago!!! my portfolio didn't meet their requirements (which stated everything else that match my portfolio except the one thing they needed most urgently). the agency was surprised, the company embarassed. and me, rejection times two.

it's weird to go for an interview for the same post of the same company in the span of a month... the company's adminstration inefficiency? the agency over-zealous to match me with the job? or i simply dun have wat it takes? i figure, i rather leave the questions unanswered.... hehehee....

screaming kids.... screaming adults....

was a store just now buying snacks. there i saw a kid, screaming and crying at the maid. "I want tat chocolate!!! I want! I want!! I want!!!!!~~~~~~" voice squeaked as it reaches the high note only a soprano could hit. after seeing the price, the poor maid tried her utmost to explain to a wailing kid that she did not have enough money with her.

in a kid's world, everything revolves around himself/herself with no room for explanations or logics. it's all about him/her, and no one else... politically correct saying he's just a child, behaving like a child --- childish. of cos some would say he's a spoilt brat. not condoning his actions, but to him, that's wat his world made of --- himself: his wants, his needs, his feelings...

yet, as an adult, honestly.. dun we behave the same at times? only difference is that as we age [gracefully or ungracefully], we simply disguised tat selfishness under a visage of politically correct self-justification. the bottom line is still the same. our point of reference is mainly based nothing but ourselves. what else can i say? we have humans afterall....

poem of the night..........

my voice reaches to you,
soaring through the night,
though my face unseen,
you hear it alright.

my soul longs for you,
the beauty in my mind,
to see your face,
and hold your body near mine.

with my voice i lure you,
into the darkness of the night,
captivating and arousing,
you came under my might.

our spirit unite,
as passion ignites,
no one knows me but you,
this ghost of the night.

from you my face withheld,
scarred by hatred hidden in disguise,
i could not bear to see myself,
in the reflection of your eyes.

though i desire to be with you,
spirit soul and mind,
yet destiny has its voice,
our bodies will be forever divide.

So am i normal??!!

You are 55% Normal
(somewhat normal)

While some of your behavior is quite normal...
Other things you do are downright strange
You've got a little of your freak going on
But you mostly keep your weirdness to yourself

How Normal Are You?

world day of sleep...........

march 21st is a day we all must take heed.... it's the world day of sleep!! it is a day to create awareness of the importance of healthy sleep. apparantly, in today's society more suffer from sleep disorder than we realised.

but i have a terrible start on this day.... not only i lay on bed till 2plus before sleep fall upon me, i woke up at 7plus and lay there for 2 hrs... tired but not able to sleep.... yes i admit i have sleep disorder, and i'm among those who do not seek medical help. yet i do sleep alot... or rather long hours, of disrupted and restless slumber.... my logic? wat i can't get in quality, i make it up with quantity.... hehehe....

hubby often complains that i sleep late, next time he does, this will be my reply.... "Better to get up late and be wide awake than to get up early and be asleep all day." hahaha....

also found this interesting quote from [Cato, act V, sc 1] "What means this heaviness that hangs upon me? This lethargy that creeps thru all my senses? Nature, oppressed and harrassed out with care, sinks down to rest..." sleepy yet? *wink*

fragility of life..........

life is so fragile... no one can controls its beginning or end... i just got back from a funeral wake.... of a baby boy. he came to earth briefly for only 31 days. died of cancer. sad issn't it?

but yet thruout his short lifespan, he displayed much courage and fought for his life till the very end. quoted from his dad's speech, "from my baby, i learned bravery and courage..." how amazing... tho just an infant, he has a passion for life.

yet there are those who choose to end it... suicide is just a permant solution to a temporal problem. if they could master the courage to take their own life, why not the courage to face their problem? life doesn't come easy, even a bed of roses has its thorns...

quote from one of my favorite movie [dead poet society], "seize the day"... and may i add, "while we still have it."

read the sign!!!

i almost enter into a restroom stall, when i realised it was occupied. right there infront of me was a guy peeing inside with the door open! thank goodness, he has his back towards me... wat did i do then? i went to the next available stall... no scream no nothing... why? cos i supposed he made a mistake and i din wanna embarass him... well at least i dun wanna be the one tat "overreact".... :P

"ooh am i in the wrong toilet?" apparently he came out and saw another gal... the gal mumbled something, probably yah tis is the ladies... "i'm sorry." "it's okie"... i smiled to myself, see? i dun need to be the one tat embarass him...

i came out of my stall and got a shock. the guy is still in the toilet! he was tidying his tee in front of the mirror. the gal i heard was no where in sight, perhaps in one of the stalls. our eyes met in the reflection of the mirror....

i walked over... ... ...

and washed my hands. weird feeling, unisex toilet ain't common in sg afterall. we almost walked out together, with him a step before me. as i leave i looked at the prominent sign at the door with the word "ladies" staring right back at me. tho we were in an irish pub, he seems totally sober... most guys when realised such a mistake would get out asap, rite?

a geniune mistake? or a delibrate error?

some may wonder, why din i scream or run out.... hey i wasn't the one caught with my pants down... wahahahaa.....

fertility --- blessing or curse?

when a 20s gal tell her friends: "i'm pregnant"... everyone almost burst out in tears, "ooohh noooo!!! wat r u gonna do?" when a 30something make the same statement... everyone almost burst out in tears, "oooooh really!! wat r u gonna name him?"

wat has changed? beside our age obviously... when we are younger we want sex but do with much caution and precaution, fearing the dreadful "+" sign tat might appear on the test kit. when we get older, we literally pray for the sign to appear...

the irony is when we are older, we have much more difficulty in getting it, even tho we might want to. and young gals who din want to keep popping up with a bulging tummy!!

tho i dread it, but my bio clock is running late... and according to chinese medical theory, i have a "cold womb"... even if the seed of man enters, i only have 10% of conceiving. wat else can i say? i believe in miracle! hehehe.... anw just in case u r wondering... nope i'm not preggy now, i'm just FAT!!!

wat age am i?

oh gee..... *blush*

You Are 27 Years Old 27
Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe.

13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.

20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.

30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more!

40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.

what age do you act?

love number....

Your Love Number is 7
When you fall in love, you experience it to the fullest.
You are a cheerful, joyful soul - and you attract people easily.
While you fall for people quickly, you also fall out of love quickly.
It takes a dynamic, exciting lover to keep your attention long term!

what is your love number?

okie okie i noe i have a short attention span.... hehehee....

greener pastures??!!

today i heard this very interesting statement. the grass looks greener on the other side, we just never see the manure tat was spread all over it.

how true! sometimes as human nature, we tend only to see the success of others. how smooth going others' lives seems to be. why ain't we as problem-free? why are our lives so much more miserable? why me??!! sounds familar?

yet, we failed to see the struggles and hardship others went thru before they have arrived. each of us have our world of grass to tend... and before we could taste the fruit of success, very often we have to deal with the manure in our lives. gives a whole new meaning to "life is full of shit" ya? heehee...

dining alone....


dining out alone must be the most boring thing... well at least to me. i hate it, i rather not eat at all... yet i've been eating "alone" quite often lately. it's kinda frustrating to have to the thing u dun like to keep happening and u can't do anything abt it.

and this happened when i was out having dinner with hubby... sounds contradicting? maybe but it can and it does happen. he was on the phone all the time! phone bill asides, i simply feel bored. it's work so i can't do anything abt it, in fact i can't say anything abt it. so i blog abt it! heheehe...

it's not just doing meals, we could be shopping but i was alone... we could be eating but i was alone... we could be driving but i was alone (now tis feels like i was taking a cab, except i dun have to pay fare)... hehehee....

killer heels strikes..... Again!

despite the fact my legs were hurting after the torture on thurs, yet again i knew no death but to challenge the threshold of my pain tolerance. the whole of yesterday was spent running around (this time literally) in the killer heels of 3 inches of torment.

apparently i overestimated my tolerance and underestimated the amount of walking i have to do. when i finally got out of the killer heels at midnite yesterday, my feets were too painful to touch. i couldn't walk around properly as i can't even bear to rest the ball of my feet on the cool marble floor! even a warm foot bath doesn't seems to elevate the agony.

today the killer heels were put away in the cabinet, not to be touched.... at least until the pain is gone or i forgot how tormenting it has been. frankly for a woman of vanity, tat probably would come sooner than most think.... hehehehe.....

oh yes, i hereby announce an important disclaimer: the picture of the beautiful slender legs i used in the killer heels... are NOT, i repeat NOT mine! tat was just a beautiful illusion.. hahahahaa....

i wish i have legs like those... but sorry no.... i have the eyes of a panda, the legs of an elephant and the waist of a pig.... Wait! since when pig has waist??!! precisely my point! hahahaha.....

killer heels....

According to history, heels are invented for horse riding to prevent their feet from slipping out of the stirrups. It proceed to become a symbol of status and rank from 1215... and in the 1550s heels were vogue for BOTH sexes! Ard 1950s, the stiletto were invented and very pointed toes are in vogue again for BOTH sexes...

Why tis sudden burst of historical stuff? cos my feet are killing me! Ever try running around (not literally of cos) whole day in a 3 inch stiletto? All the weight resting on the ball of my foot... Calf strained frm all the walking... Back aching from carrying bags of dog food and biscuits.... Inititally plan to have dinner outside, but end up taking cab home.... buay tahan liao....

Call it vanity. Women wear things tat actually make them suffer while looking good... Cantonese has a saying, "want beauty dun want life"... Sadly it's true. Dun get me wrong i love heels, it accentrates the legs and straighten our posture. And believe it or not, i actually fall less often wearing heels than flats. Perhaps it's becos i'll make an effort to walk more properly in heels... when in slippers? it's not called "tuo xie" for nothing u noe... :P

will i still wear my heels after all the pain it inflicted on me? yes definitely! call me a woman, see me walk! hahahaa....

if brain has a gender.....

Your Brain is 46.67% Female, 53.33% Male

Your brain is a healthy mix of male and female
You are both sensitive and savvy
Rational and reasonable, you tend to keep level headed
But you also tend to wear your heart on your sleeve

What is the gender of your brain?

okie so it's proven that i'm more "male-minded" than female. note the key word: minded. I dun act like a man, i just think slightly more like one. was it becos i tend to drive my point home in an arguement or cos i dun try to guess the motive when one acts strange?

most of my guy friends said they enjoyed hanging out with me cos i'm like one of them. not physically of cos. but i'm direct and watever they do or say dun offend me, well not tat easily. wat to say? i'm not those wishy-washy gals tat has the label "fragile: handle with care" on them.

but i'm pampered and has mood swings. hey i'm a woman afterall, i'm entitled to be unpredictable! heheehee...

The next IN thing?!

seems like everyone is blogging nowadays, is it the next IN thing? possibly.... there are always trend, offline as in fashion, style, cars, etc. online, irc, icq, msn, forums etc...

so wat is a blog? according to www.dictionary.com, it is an online diary; a personal chronological log of thots published on a web page... typically updated daily. well i sure hope i have the persistancy to do so daily.... problem is, do i have so much to blog abt?

my life is pretty standard nowadays, nothing much happening. hey, i'm a "housewife" afterall. yes tat's my safety net is tis blog turns out boring... haha.... so wat can i blog abt? thots, sightings, observations of life. i'm no scholar and i dun claim my observations as the social standards... so dun take my words for anything ya? :P

this morn as i do my daily routine in the bathroom, by tat i mean washing up etc... there it was staring at me: the toilet seat. a common thing tat many married couples seems to argue abt. tat the man always leave the toilet seat up, why can't they just put it down? frankly i nvr have tat problem. reason is simple. just put it down when i need to use it! after tat i put it back up again. why?? well, cos the man will nvr put it down! and nagging doesn't work, really. so instead of wasting breathe on nagging the man to death abt it, i just need to use a little energy to put the seat down. problem solved! hehehee.....

some may think why i do the extra effort when my nick has the word "lazy" in it.... becos i'm too lazy to quarrel abt it! ;)