Wisecracks of the day

Monday, May 28, 2007 @ 12:03 AM

Sorting out my mail the other day, I came across the World Vision envelope. I had once toyed with the idea of adopting one of the World Vision kids together with a friend but it didn't come through in the end. That was a few years ago. And seeing that I actually have greater financial ability to do so now, it has become something that I can seriously consider.

When I mentioned it to my bro, he muttered, "Why not you adopt me instead?" Then, he cited all the things he wanted, including a piano and music lessons. Faint.

My lil bro is capable of shooting his mouth off, leaving you speechless. Earlier, he related to me something which he said to the auntie at the bakery today. This particular auntie was a rather aggressive sales person who was promoting the cookies on 50% discount. While I was getting my waffle (yum!), my brother was loitering inside the bakery. It was a swelteringly hot afternoon. So when the auntie approached my brother, he told her in jest, that he was just in there for the aircon.

I had to laugh when I heard the story. You simply don't need to tell people the truth sometimes! What a zai sibling I have.

~~~

And here's pics from the most recent pri. sch outing at The Wine Company, with us inappropriately decked out in tees, denim and even... slippers.

Hail the Alcoholics! Who persist with their hobby despite Doc Foo's disapproval.

Getting ready. Everyone's primping!

Watch out, we have an up-and-coming doc, lawyer and engineers in there! Plus a pillar of society imparting the best moral values to little acs boys. I sure hope they turn out to be good men.

The girlies. :)

The end of all womanly troubles

Friday, May 25, 2007 @ 5:26 PM

lies in Lybrel, a new contraceptive which helps to eliminate menstruation over time!

http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/18745930/

This is something I've always dreamt of... Imagine no blood, no cramps, no more pads, no more mood swings, no more yuckiness and ....

you can swim any day you want to!
eat ice-cream everyday!
wear white undies, pants, skirts, dresses without a care in the world!

I even used to fantasize about finishing a lifespan worth of menses at one go. Then I probably would have to bleed for months on end before I would be done. How enticing.

But strangely, given all the perks, I feel a little uneasy. Would I still be a woman without the monthlies? It kinda feels like a woman without boobies, in a way. Would you then, still be considered as one?

What makes a woman a woman?

The Legend of Narcissus

Tuesday, May 22, 2007 @ 11:45 PM

The Alchemist picked up a book that someone in the caravan had brought. Leafing though the pages, he found a story about Narcissus.

The Alchemist knew the legend of Narcissus, a youth who knelt daily beside a lake to contemplate his own beauty. He was so fascinated by himself that, one morning, he fell into the lake and drowned. At the spot where he fell, a flower was born, which was called the Narcissus.

But this was not how the author of the book ended the story.

He said that when Narcissus died, the goddess of the forest appeared and found the lake, which had been fresh water, transformed into a lake of salty tears.

"Why do you weep?" the goddess asked.

"I weep for Narcissus," replied the lake.

"Ah, it is no surprise that you weep for Narcissus", they said," for though we always pursued him in the forest, you alone could contemplate his beauty close at hand."

"But...was Narcissus beautiful?" the lake asked.

"Who better than you to know that?" the goddess said in wonder. "After all, it was by your banks that he knelt each day to contemplate himself!"

The lake was silent for some time. Finally it said:

"I weep for Narcissus, but I never noticed that Narcissus was beautiful. I weep because, each time he knelt beside my banks, I could see, in the depths of his eyes, my own beauty reflected."

" What a lovely story," the Alchemist thought.

[Prologue from The Alchemist]

Sunday Mundanes

Sunday, May 20, 2007 @ 10:31 PM

Call me anything you want but I really dislike taking sides.

Working on a Sunday is always a not-too-happy affair, especially when it's scorching hot and you are surrounded by sweaty dragon-boaters. But at least, it didn't pour! And the captains of the losing teams were walked off the plank with the rival captains prodding them with a pirate sword.

Now I have time-off to clear and I'm thinking of some friday to do just that! Anyone up for a short weekend getaway soon?

Quick whisk me away before the temptation of online shopping overwhelms my bank account!

Best wishes for my dearies

Monday, May 14, 2007 @ 11:33 AM

If dreams are any indication, dear Dor, you must be in my thoughts more often than I thought.

I was going for two back-to-back interviews, with you accompanying me. The first one ran late and so, we were rushing to the second venue with all haste. But… then as all dreams go, the weird part happens. I didn’t know where the venue was, nor did I have the contact number of the HR person. There was a mad scramble to try to locate the place and time just ticked by, past the interview time scheduled at 11am. I think there’s something about the timing 11am, coz it just stuck out so clearly in the dream. My folks would want to try their luck in 4D if I were to tell them about it.

I didn’t make it to the 2nd interview, coz the alarm rang then. Argh, can’t believe I’m so blur even in my dreams!

Good luck for your interview today, dear Dor. If I’m already dreaming about it, then it must be a good sign. I will be keeping my fingers crossed!

~~~

And of course, to someone who's soaking in the fresh air in NZ,

Happy Birthday to binbin! You are 23 today!

Hope you got my card. *grinz*

Muacks,
Pipi

No more

Sunday, May 13, 2007 @ 5:02 PM

I must remind myself not to be too gung-ho in future.

After that nasty fall last week, my back seemed to be much better yesterday. And looking at that piece of wasteland on my belly, I decided to do some sit-ups. The very first one had me grimacing.

I think I aggravated it again. Sure hope this wouldn't become one of those aches and pains that gets carried over in old age.

Argh, no more sit-ups for me.

Hmm...

Saturday, May 12, 2007 @ 2:54 PM

Ignorance is always bliss, no?

It makes the world a happier place.

Loss

@ 2:48 PM

They say the first pair is always unforgettable.

I say you don't know how precious till you lose it.

I don't know where it is. I've searched high and low for it. Raided every closet, every nook and cranny and it's just not in the house.

I think a random bird stole it from my clothes pole.

My poor Levis.

[EDIT: Okay, this sounds really silly. But I just found it in a deep dark corner of my wardrobe. This despite three thorough raids of my closet!]

The five people you meet in heaven

Thursday, May 10, 2007 @ 4:25 PM

Is a simple, nicely-crafted novel which makes you think.

After I finished the book, I lay in bed wondering who the five people in my life were. Or more aptly, the ten people in my life - the ones who would guide me and the ones I would guide. All of us are tied by invisible threads and even without our knowledge, the cause and effects of our seemingly trivial actions play a big impact on the way our lives turned out.

I can think of quite a few right now. Some who encouraged me to strive for greater things, some who dampened my enthusiasm and some who were just there when I made certain decisions. I wonder if they might be the ones.

On a side note, Phantom of the Opera was impressive. The pyrotechnics, gorgeous costumes and beautiful voices blew me away. Though I was taken aback by the Phantom’s looks after he shed his mask! The crashing chandelier was a disappointment. Simply because it swung gently onto the stage instead of that earth-shattering crash I had envisioned. Hah. But I suppose they would have to replace the chandelier for every show if they had done so. Parts from my favourite track of the musical, All I ask of you:

RAOUL
No more talk of darkness, Forget these wide-eyed fears.
I'm here, nothing can harm you
-my words will warm and calm you.
Let me beyour freedom, let daylight dry
-your tears. I'm here,with you, beside you, to guard you and to guide you . .

CHRISTINE
Say you love me every waking moment, turn my head with talk of summertime . . .Say you need me with you, now and always . . .
promise me that all you say is true
-that's all I ask of you . . .

Feeling the age

Sunday, May 06, 2007 @ 3:26 PM

Spending your weekend at ECP is particularly relaxing in the evening, when the sea breeze is all cool and inviting. Makes me feel like moving to the East! But then, thinking about it, there shouldn't be a reason why there's no beachy area in the West. Save for west coast, but that isn't anything to crow about. Sigh.

My virgin attempt at skating yesterday but I ended up having a stiff back and a bruised right leg. The former resulted from a really hard fall on my back, after which I couldn't get on my feet for minutes. I think I should have picked this up when I was younger. It must be the age.

If not for xiaowan, I think I would have fallen non-stop throughout the day. Argh. It was fun nevertheless, especially when QX spotted this foreign worker riding on a bicycle behind his Filipino companion, grabbing onto her assets for leverage. How... innovative!

Plus... Phantom's tonight! Woot!

A happy girl is one...

Wednesday, May 02, 2007 @ 11:40 PM

who is on mc!

Nope, I'm not faking. An infected eye, along with flu-ish symptoms. Not in the pink of health indeed. But I'm still ecstatic coz this is going to be a super short week, plus I can probably spend some quality time getting down to things that I had not managed to settle for the longest time.

The clinic staff, in their rush to close shop, changed my name to Moktu Hossain Abdul Bare on the medicine label. I huffed and puffed my way to the clinic after work, stepping in at exactly 8.25pm, 5 mins before they pulled down the shutters. This got me a beady stare from one of the middle-aged clinic receptionists who muttered 'so late' under her breath not so discreetly. At 8.30pm, my alter-ego (Hossain) snuck in under the half-closed shutters and earned greater displeasure from the two fort-holders. Everyone was in such a rush to get home. Even the doc scribbled my prescription with much haste.

The clinic called my house to apologise for the error in name, my bro told me, and to assure that the medicine dispensed had been the right ones. Not once, but twice! hoho... somehow this gives me some perverse satisfaction.

But the highlight of the day was still the donuts! Those elusive donuts that I had been hankering for! Tuck the Great queued for 2 excruciating hours and got them. And for once, he turned heads, the envy of all who passed him on the streets. I must say, they were good but still not so great that you would go back time and again and queue for hours at end!

Now now, what shall I do tml? *Grinz*