Icky Oatmeal Add-on
Pig's oatmeal was definitely the hot topic among the few of us last night. The conclusion was, that's how child prodigies are made, by devouring a lot of insects for protein. I will be collecting ants and roaches around my house for Pig's staple intake. See! So nice of me arh!
Wednesday, November 30, 2005
Icky Oatmeal
I have initially wanted to create a post on more MRT stuff, until I read Pig's most recent entry. Hey! What are friends for?! I should write something about a friend than a bunch of nameless strangers on the MRT, right??
Can you imagine eating something that you KNOW that you have kept it around for one whole year in the humid environment of this country? Awwww....
Yep! That was my first reaction!
I have seen his oatmeal concoction when I visited him once. "Beauty lies in the eye of the beholder" It stands true even for food. I thought it resembled something, which I had expelled from my stomach when I had food poisoning once, but then again, it looked like gourmet dinner to him. *Shrug* Oh well, to each his own. So you get the idea what it actually looks like. "The porridge-like texture and the taste is a combination die for -- what more can I ask for? - quotation from Pig I wonder if this sentence has a double meaning to it. *ponder* (It's a pity I didn't take the opportunity to capture it with a camera. Time to get a camera phone!)
On top of this, he gobbled it down even though he discovered some strange bits floating in it. *sigh*
Is it so difficult to prepare a healthy meal without eating vomit-like oatmeal with dead insects floating on it?
Pig, here's a simple recipe for you. If you are really going vegetarian, just cook a little rice/porridge. Get some nice leafy xiao bai cai, boil them for one minute and pour oyster sauce over them. I guarantee that they have a more pleasing aesthetic effect and more nutrients than your strange looking oatmeal. Simple enough for lazy you?
P.S Knowing him, he will probably pen a sarcastic comment later. However, in order to prove me wrong, he may forcefully restrain himself from writing the comment.
I have initially wanted to create a post on more MRT stuff, until I read Pig's most recent entry. Hey! What are friends for?! I should write something about a friend than a bunch of nameless strangers on the MRT, right??
Can you imagine eating something that you KNOW that you have kept it around for one whole year in the humid environment of this country? Awwww....
Yep! That was my first reaction! I have seen his oatmeal concoction when I visited him once. "Beauty lies in the eye of the beholder" It stands true even for food. I thought it resembled something, which I had expelled from my stomach when I had food poisoning once, but then again, it looked like gourmet dinner to him. *Shrug* Oh well, to each his own. So you get the idea what it actually looks like. "The porridge-like texture and the taste is a combination die for -- what more can I ask for? - quotation from Pig I wonder if this sentence has a double meaning to it. *ponder* (It's a pity I didn't take the opportunity to capture it with a camera. Time to get a camera phone!)
On top of this, he gobbled it down even though he discovered some strange bits floating in it. *sigh*
Is it so difficult to prepare a healthy meal without eating vomit-like oatmeal with dead insects floating on it?
Pig, here's a simple recipe for you. If you are really going vegetarian, just cook a little rice/porridge. Get some nice leafy xiao bai cai, boil them for one minute and pour oyster sauce over them. I guarantee that they have a more pleasing aesthetic effect and more nutrients than your strange looking oatmeal. Simple enough for lazy you?
P.S Knowing him, he will probably pen a sarcastic comment later. However, in order to prove me wrong, he may forcefully restrain himself from writing the comment.
Tuesday, November 29, 2005
Excuse me, is this seat taken?
A survey on MRT riding habits.
1. At the entrance, do you
a. try to rub your big fat black bag over the ezlink sensor (a few times, that is, because the ezlink card in your bag has shifted from left to right)(especially if you are an auntie with a really big bag), valiantly enduring the scathing looks from the peak hour commuters behind you?
b. tap the sensor lightly with your ultra slim card holder?
c. pull your brakes just before the gantry, causing other commuters to collide headlong into you, before you dig into your bag to search for your ezlink card for a full 10 mins?
2. After you have painstakingly crossed the gantry, do you
a. run down the stairs to try to beat the rest of the commuters on the escalators, as it makes good sense to do a little exercise everyday?
b. stand beside someone on the right side of the escalator, being the only person standing in the right, enduring the daggered looks of the person behind you and hot breaths down your neck, while blissfully looking around, enjoying the scenary?
c. try to run down the right side of the escalator (to try to beat Mr. A), only to find Mr. B blissfully blocking your way?
3. After crossing rivers and mountains, when you have finally reached the platform, do you
a. lean against the glass panels like a spineless creature
b. ignore the yellow markings on the ground and stick your nose against the glass doors, because you are so shortsighted that you can't even see the doors (and the yellow markings) at all?
c. find a small seat between 2 people and squeeze yourself between them, causing one of them of fall off his/her end of the seat, just so that you can expand the size of your bum (my friend has this theory that women's bums grows due to prolonged sitting in the offices)? Now I'm Ms C here. Do you notice that, no matter how wide the space is, the 2 people will definitely shift themselves to give up miniscular amount of unneccessary space? Must be the human space I'm talking about. Hehe, I simple love to see people squim. Muahahaha.
4. When the MRT doors open with loads and loads of people in the 100m starting race position, do you
a. bash straight into them, rugby style, because you simply can't understand a very simple theory in physics that, in order for something to enter a full container, things must come out first?
b. stand at the side politely, while all the Mr. and Ms. As are bashing each other silly, to find that, when the mrt bells chime, there isn't any space for you, then resignedly wait for the next train?
c. turn ninja style and slowly edge from the side of the door and squirm yourself through the crowd?
Please write your answers in my comments (blabber) box. This post is in no way related to the SMRT and any similar reference is purely personal.
A survey on MRT riding habits.
1. At the entrance, do you
a. try to rub your big fat black bag over the ezlink sensor (a few times, that is, because the ezlink card in your bag has shifted from left to right)(especially if you are an auntie with a really big bag), valiantly enduring the scathing looks from the peak hour commuters behind you?
b. tap the sensor lightly with your ultra slim card holder?
c. pull your brakes just before the gantry, causing other commuters to collide headlong into you, before you dig into your bag to search for your ezlink card for a full 10 mins?
2. After you have painstakingly crossed the gantry, do you
a. run down the stairs to try to beat the rest of the commuters on the escalators, as it makes good sense to do a little exercise everyday?
b. stand beside someone on the right side of the escalator, being the only person standing in the right, enduring the daggered looks of the person behind you and hot breaths down your neck, while blissfully looking around, enjoying the scenary?
c. try to run down the right side of the escalator (to try to beat Mr. A), only to find Mr. B blissfully blocking your way?
3. After crossing rivers and mountains, when you have finally reached the platform, do you
a. lean against the glass panels like a spineless creature
b. ignore the yellow markings on the ground and stick your nose against the glass doors, because you are so shortsighted that you can't even see the doors (and the yellow markings) at all?
c. find a small seat between 2 people and squeeze yourself between them, causing one of them of fall off his/her end of the seat, just so that you can expand the size of your bum (my friend has this theory that women's bums grows due to prolonged sitting in the offices)? Now I'm Ms C here. Do you notice that, no matter how wide the space is, the 2 people will definitely shift themselves to give up miniscular amount of unneccessary space? Must be the human space I'm talking about. Hehe, I simple love to see people squim. Muahahaha.
4. When the MRT doors open with loads and loads of people in the 100m starting race position, do you
a. bash straight into them, rugby style, because you simply can't understand a very simple theory in physics that, in order for something to enter a full container, things must come out first?
b. stand at the side politely, while all the Mr. and Ms. As are bashing each other silly, to find that, when the mrt bells chime, there isn't any space for you, then resignedly wait for the next train?
c. turn ninja style and slowly edge from the side of the door and squirm yourself through the crowd?
Please write your answers in my comments (blabber) box. This post is in no way related to the SMRT and any similar reference is purely personal.
Wednesday, November 23, 2005
For All Sudoku Suckers (like me!) Out There!!
A thousand thanks to Kristin who has posted the link in my comments box. Check out this absolutely, mind boggling Fiendish Sudoku website! They provide 5 puzzles of different levels of difficulty each day. I can assure you that it will take up a fair bit of your time to solve all 5! I would say the puzzles from the previous link which I have given you probably fall under the catergory of easy. Hard takes slightly more time and Fiendish is, well, the name speaks for itself.
A thousand thanks to Kristin who has posted the link in my comments box. Check out this absolutely, mind boggling Fiendish Sudoku website! They provide 5 puzzles of different levels of difficulty each day. I can assure you that it will take up a fair bit of your time to solve all 5! I would say the puzzles from the previous link which I have given you probably fall under the catergory of easy. Hard takes slightly more time and Fiendish is, well, the name speaks for itself.
Tuesday, November 22, 2005
Sudoku
One more post, today, to make up for the lost months.
TS got me hooked onto this thingy. It's some number game with a unique solution. You will catch me huddled over my table, with a frown on my forehead, trying to figure out the solution. Just imagine the sense of satisfaction when I solve it! YES!
TS, the main supplier of the puzzles had to diligently download them from TODAY's website and photostat them for us. THANKS!!! But now, muahahhaha! I have discovered the ultimate source from YY's blog!
If you are a fan of Sudoku, wait no longer, just click on this link to satisfy your craving!
For the suakus (suaku = mountain turtle = ignoramus) who have never seen a sudoku puzzle before, here's one to increase your knowledge database.
One more post, today, to make up for the lost months.
TS got me hooked onto this thingy. It's some number game with a unique solution. You will catch me huddled over my table, with a frown on my forehead, trying to figure out the solution. Just imagine the sense of satisfaction when I solve it! YES!
TS, the main supplier of the puzzles had to diligently download them from TODAY's website and photostat them for us. THANKS!!! But now, muahahhaha! I have discovered the ultimate source from YY's blog!
If you are a fan of Sudoku, wait no longer, just click on this link to satisfy your craving!
For the suakus (suaku = mountain turtle = ignoramus) who have never seen a sudoku puzzle before, here's one to increase your knowledge database.
2 Weeks of Nothing, but Sloth and Gluttony!
2 weeks of MC (Medical Leave), I'd better put it to good use. I'm supposed to be an invalid for this span of time, anyway. Invalid = I can eat, sleep, watch tv, surf net, but I'm not supposed to indulge in any form of housework or carry anything heavy. Sounds like heaven, eh? Hee hee.
Ok ok, I'm just abusing the MC to escape from work. Satisfied???? *fold arms* Well, I've never had a 2 weeks Mc before and yet, I can't wait to go back to work. I can be so masochistic, sometimes.
Well, Kok Wai told me to get my ass off (nag nag) and start writing something constructive in my blog (nag nag) and stop wasting cyberspace (nag nag). (Say! He's an awful nag for someone just one year older than I am. He's probably going to knock my head when he reads this, but then again, it may take him another 1 month or so to detour back here. So that's ONE MONTH REPRIEVE! Just can't stop myself from taking a dig at him.)
Therefore, here I am, trying to add some spice, vinegar, sugar, salt into everyone's (one who bothers to read this) life.
Stay tuned for more games and sarcasm!
*Akan Datang!
*I think it means To be continued...... in malay.
2 weeks of MC (Medical Leave), I'd better put it to good use. I'm supposed to be an invalid for this span of time, anyway. Invalid = I can eat, sleep, watch tv, surf net, but I'm not supposed to indulge in any form of housework or carry anything heavy. Sounds like heaven, eh? Hee hee.
Ok ok, I'm just abusing the MC to escape from work. Satisfied???? *fold arms* Well, I've never had a 2 weeks Mc before and yet, I can't wait to go back to work. I can be so masochistic, sometimes.
Well, Kok Wai told me to get my ass off (nag nag) and start writing something constructive in my blog (nag nag) and stop wasting cyberspace (nag nag). (Say! He's an awful nag for someone just one year older than I am. He's probably going to knock my head when he reads this, but then again, it may take him another 1 month or so to detour back here. So that's ONE MONTH REPRIEVE! Just can't stop myself from taking a dig at him.)
Therefore, here I am, trying to add some spice, vinegar, sugar, salt into everyone's (one who bothers to read this) life.
Stay tuned for more games and sarcasm!
*Akan Datang!
*I think it means To be continued...... in malay.
Waa! Incredible Surge in Comments!
See see! I actually have more than 20 comments for my last substandard, pathetic entry. Exhilarated, I thought, Hey! People are starting to take notice of my blog! Then, again, after browsing through the comments, they fall into 2 catergories:
1. Begging for $$
2. A standard "praise" for my blog before doing some free marketing for theirs.
If you don't have any constructive comments, then just don't write anything! BAH!
See see! I actually have more than 20 comments for my last substandard, pathetic entry. Exhilarated, I thought, Hey! People are starting to take notice of my blog! Then, again, after browsing through the comments, they fall into 2 catergories:
1. Begging for $$
2. A standard "praise" for my blog before doing some free marketing for theirs.
If you don't have any constructive comments, then just don't write anything! BAH!
Monday, July 11, 2005
Escape from the Crimson Room!
Received this link from Duma some time back. Solved it. Chucked it aside and forgot clean about it. Yesterday, I have received the link from Laval again. Took me some time to shovel through the thingy in my brain before I sieved out the location of the clues. Made a quick escape from the ROom! Ta Da!!!
Enter the Crimson Room... at your own risk... (Skull head symbol)
Well, if you are frustrated to the point of tearing out your hair, fear not, just drop me a blabber (or comment) and I will guide you through (if I'm in a good mood). It will be terrible if you become bald due to the game. Even Yunnam Centre will not be able to salvage the dire situation.
Received this link from Duma some time back. Solved it. Chucked it aside and forgot clean about it. Yesterday, I have received the link from Laval again. Took me some time to shovel through the thingy in my brain before I sieved out the location of the clues. Made a quick escape from the ROom! Ta Da!!!Enter the Crimson Room... at your own risk... (Skull head symbol)
Well, if you are frustrated to the point of tearing out your hair, fear not, just drop me a blabber (or comment) and I will guide you through (if I'm in a good mood). It will be terrible if you become bald due to the game. Even Yunnam Centre will not be able to salvage the dire situation.
Tuesday, July 05, 2005
Colour Me Fancy!
Due to the elusiveness of Uncle Zhou (Zhou Gong = Father of Sleep) last night, insufficient oxygen is making its way to my brain matter. Rather than boring my readers with my whining, I chose to blog surf. Was just wondering if the pig has updated his blog, since the map thingy, therefore, popping in for a look. Had a rather pleasant surprise that, hey! He has indeed diligently added some articles (Pretty admirable, considering the amount of time he is spending on "mapling" his bowman.)
That took like a mere 5 mins…. (10 mins if you count the amount of time I took to add a miserable little comment.) Decided to check out his flogs.
Call it luck or what (since I haven’t been too lucky recently….), I came upon this "Shattered" Blog’s article on illustration of words. Cool yah?! Being vain little me, the first time I did… was… hehe… to type in my name.
I love it! It has all the elements of my favourite colours in them - Bright red, yellow and blue!!! I simply go gaa-gaa over primary colours. Check yours out and see if you can paste it in my comments page. Erm... what comments.. see the little tag on the left? It says Blabber, actually it's a comments tab. I was being heow that day when I named it and sigh, the comp idiot syndrome has kicked in and I have no clue how to amend it...
Due to the elusiveness of Uncle Zhou (Zhou Gong = Father of Sleep) last night, insufficient oxygen is making its way to my brain matter. Rather than boring my readers with my whining, I chose to blog surf. Was just wondering if the pig has updated his blog, since the map thingy, therefore, popping in for a look. Had a rather pleasant surprise that, hey! He has indeed diligently added some articles (Pretty admirable, considering the amount of time he is spending on "mapling" his bowman.)
That took like a mere 5 mins…. (10 mins if you count the amount of time I took to add a miserable little comment.) Decided to check out his flogs.
Call it luck or what (since I haven’t been too lucky recently….), I came upon this "Shattered" Blog’s article on illustration of words. Cool yah?! Being vain little me, the first time I did… was… hehe… to type in my name.
I love it! It has all the elements of my favourite colours in them - Bright red, yellow and blue!!! I simply go gaa-gaa over primary colours. Check yours out and see if you can paste it in my comments page. Erm... what comments.. see the little tag on the left? It says Blabber, actually it's a comments tab. I was being heow that day when I named it and sigh, the comp idiot syndrome has kicked in and I have no clue how to amend it...
Monday, July 04, 2005
Maple - Part II
Blogger just lost part of this, which I have painstakingly toiled over for the last 30 mins... sheesh! This round will be factual, no more funnies.... I just lost my humour inspiration...
A little update on the progress on Lumino before the complaints pour in.
Lumino in a red moony hat, set off by her night black split top and white bottom.
(Chanting in a boring tone) Lumino in a brown Japo straw hat. She’ll be wearing this for a loooong loooong time to come…. Because the silly girl has spent all her money guzzling pots. (I don’t know which is worse… to spend money on clothes or on drugs.) Anyway, Axeo (He’s a cleric. Lucky pig! He doesn’t have to spend money on pots.) has kindly volunteered his healing aid so that Lumino can wean herself off drugs and buy herself more flashy clothes in order to live up to her fashion mage reputation.
Now, it’s time for complaints!!!!!!!!!!
Goodness Gracious! I thank God that the server which we are on, is a Southeast Asia Server and dominated by mostly Singaporeans. The kids are horrigibidific!!! See the extent of it! (Ok, I coined the word myself to show my exasperation!) The only good thing I can think of, is that, they are all contained in the SEA server. They must not be released to the world or else, there will be such a stink on Singapore’s name that 1 trillion bottles of top grade French perfume will not be able to cover it.
It is disheartening to realize that these are our future leaders. (Just to redeem some of them, I have met a few nice, decent kids). A bunch of cut-throats, extortionists, spoilt pesky brats and super whiners! That’s how realistic William Golding’s Lord of the Flies can be. (Hallo! It’s Lord of the FLIES not Rings! Yeah! I know I know, the ringy one is more famous… ) The super whiners go around, begging people for mesos, items etc…. And they practically whine til it gets on your nerves and you just have to throw them a bone.
Besides that, there were the unethical brats who go around stealing people’s kills! One moment, you were happily wacking this green monster, seeing gore and blood fly around, then in a flash of blue, it disappeared! Someone just stole the kill and all the experience and thus wasted the few happy minutes, which you have spent to decrease its resistance!
During one of my earlier days in Maple, when I was naïve and innocent, unlike the hard, realistic me now, I met this bloody kid.
Bloody kid : Can I have some money?
Me : (being a angel) Ok. (Gave him 1000 mesos)
Bloody kid : Not enough. I want 10,000 mesos.
Me : Sorry, no money.
Bloody kid : YOU LIAR!! (Bloody kid! That’s after I have given him 1k!!! Bloody ungrateful).
Me : ……
Bloody kid : If you don’t give me 10,000 mesos, I will ks (steal your kills) from now on!
Me : …… (Ignored the brat)
Guess what, the thug really stayed around and stole all my kills!
Sigh… Now you know where all the playground violence comes about. I have inferred that this must be the dumb kid who goes around the playgrounds and extorting his playmates. An alternative theory : He’s a victim himself and thus comes into maple to victimize others, because he is too cowardly to stand up for himself in the real world and he can terrorize people behind the safety of the computer screen. COWARD!!! Whatever the case is, the parents ought to be whipped for producing such a kid. If they have no time to impart good values to them, then don’t give birth to them lar!!!!
Ok… I have let out my frustration. Beware the next brat who crosses me!!!!
Blogger just lost part of this, which I have painstakingly toiled over for the last 30 mins... sheesh! This round will be factual, no more funnies.... I just lost my humour inspiration...
A little update on the progress on Lumino before the complaints pour in.
Now, it’s time for complaints!!!!!!!!!!
Goodness Gracious! I thank God that the server which we are on, is a Southeast Asia Server and dominated by mostly Singaporeans. The kids are horrigibidific!!! See the extent of it! (Ok, I coined the word myself to show my exasperation!) The only good thing I can think of, is that, they are all contained in the SEA server. They must not be released to the world or else, there will be such a stink on Singapore’s name that 1 trillion bottles of top grade French perfume will not be able to cover it.
It is disheartening to realize that these are our future leaders. (Just to redeem some of them, I have met a few nice, decent kids). A bunch of cut-throats, extortionists, spoilt pesky brats and super whiners! That’s how realistic William Golding’s Lord of the Flies can be. (Hallo! It’s Lord of the FLIES not Rings! Yeah! I know I know, the ringy one is more famous… ) The super whiners go around, begging people for mesos, items etc…. And they practically whine til it gets on your nerves and you just have to throw them a bone.
Besides that, there were the unethical brats who go around stealing people’s kills! One moment, you were happily wacking this green monster, seeing gore and blood fly around, then in a flash of blue, it disappeared! Someone just stole the kill and all the experience and thus wasted the few happy minutes, which you have spent to decrease its resistance!
During one of my earlier days in Maple, when I was naïve and innocent, unlike the hard, realistic me now, I met this bloody kid.
Bloody kid : Can I have some money?
Me : (being a angel) Ok. (Gave him 1000 mesos)
Bloody kid : Not enough. I want 10,000 mesos.
Me : Sorry, no money.
Bloody kid : YOU LIAR!! (Bloody kid! That’s after I have given him 1k!!! Bloody ungrateful).
Me : ……
Bloody kid : If you don’t give me 10,000 mesos, I will ks (steal your kills) from now on!
Me : …… (Ignored the brat)
Guess what, the thug really stayed around and stole all my kills!
Sigh… Now you know where all the playground violence comes about. I have inferred that this must be the dumb kid who goes around the playgrounds and extorting his playmates. An alternative theory : He’s a victim himself and thus comes into maple to victimize others, because he is too cowardly to stand up for himself in the real world and he can terrorize people behind the safety of the computer screen. COWARD!!! Whatever the case is, the parents ought to be whipped for producing such a kid. If they have no time to impart good values to them, then don’t give birth to them lar!!!!
Ok… I have let out my frustration. Beware the next brat who crosses me!!!!
Monday, June 20, 2005
Maple Story - My Latest Craze!
Being too destitute to play World of Warcraft (It costs US$40 for a 3 month subscription, on top of the 100 over bucks for the software itself. It's definitely a rich man's game!!!), I can only play this super *kawaiii online game - Maple Story.
I informed Duma about it and he promptly told me, "Nah! I'm busy every night. I have to hold midnight conversations with my darling cupcake. No time to play games!!!" DUH! I told Yy about it the next day and the efficient gal downloaded it immediately and started playing it. That very very night, Duma was logged in and happily playing. DUMA! EAT YOUR WORDS!!!! Guess he didn't have much of a choice, the person whom he's holding twilight talks with is playing the game, so, in order for him to continue his chat... he simply has to play the game. Muahahahhaah!
Enough about Duma! As I was saying, I have this absolutely adorable character there. Lumino's the name, of course, she aspires to be a fire mage in future. You can certainly tell that from her name. The older generation of people who have been playing RPG, certainly has a more vibrant imagination, when picking names for their characters, unlike the fresh, new generation. I have come across names like NinNaoHeah, LeLaoPeh, Loverboy, Inuyasha1234 (sheesh this looks like someone who can't think of a better original name). DUH DUH! That's Singaporean for you.
Oh yeah! I have to flash this absolutely endearing picture of Lumino.
Lumino in 2nd stage. I didn't know how to use the snapshot function when she was in her 1st stage. Therefore, I missed her baby photo! Sob!
Lumino in 3rd stage.
Notice that the clothes get prettier as my level gets higher? Yes! You are right! I'm levelling Lumino so that she can get prettier clothes and make a fashion statement! Observe the well-coordinated colours. Arrrhhh....! If you want to play, play it with style!
*kawaii = cute (in japanese). Not so sure about the spelling though, but, you got the idea right?
Being too destitute to play World of Warcraft (It costs US$40 for a 3 month subscription, on top of the 100 over bucks for the software itself. It's definitely a rich man's game!!!), I can only play this super *kawaiii online game - Maple Story.
I informed Duma about it and he promptly told me, "Nah! I'm busy every night. I have to hold midnight conversations with my darling cupcake. No time to play games!!!" DUH! I told Yy about it the next day and the efficient gal downloaded it immediately and started playing it. That very very night, Duma was logged in and happily playing. DUMA! EAT YOUR WORDS!!!! Guess he didn't have much of a choice, the person whom he's holding twilight talks with is playing the game, so, in order for him to continue his chat... he simply has to play the game. Muahahahhaah!
Enough about Duma! As I was saying, I have this absolutely adorable character there. Lumino's the name, of course, she aspires to be a fire mage in future. You can certainly tell that from her name. The older generation of people who have been playing RPG, certainly has a more vibrant imagination, when picking names for their characters, unlike the fresh, new generation. I have come across names like NinNaoHeah, LeLaoPeh, Loverboy, Inuyasha1234 (sheesh this looks like someone who can't think of a better original name). DUH DUH! That's Singaporean for you.
Oh yeah! I have to flash this absolutely endearing picture of Lumino.
Lumino in 2nd stage. I didn't know how to use the snapshot function when she was in her 1st stage. Therefore, I missed her baby photo! Sob! Lumino in 3rd stage.Notice that the clothes get prettier as my level gets higher? Yes! You are right! I'm levelling Lumino so that she can get prettier clothes and make a fashion statement! Observe the well-coordinated colours. Arrrhhh....! If you want to play, play it with style!
*kawaii = cute (in japanese). Not so sure about the spelling though, but, you got the idea right?
Shrink... Shrink... GONE!
Have you been to seminars/workshops/lectures? I would assume so. I have been to tonnes of them.
Another observation : Have you ever noticed that people walk in and out of the room during the session?
Observation #3 : The strange thing is, they simply refuse to use the backdoor, but would prefer to do that right before a hundred pairs of eyes.
Observation #4 : Not only that, they always perform this weird movement of lowering their heads or hunching their backs as they stride across the room.
Observation #5 : Gosh! Some genie must have taught them that! That is, by hunching your back or lowering your heads, you would either become invisible or shrink to a miniscular size and nobody will notice you sauntering across the room.
The Bad News : Well, it certainly doesn't work. Despite all the hunching, lowering, attempts to run across with lightning speed, we still see them...... BIG as life. Would someone please tell them so that they will stop embarrassing themselves in front of a huge audience and in public??
Have you been to seminars/workshops/lectures? I would assume so. I have been to tonnes of them.
Another observation : Have you ever noticed that people walk in and out of the room during the session?
Observation #3 : The strange thing is, they simply refuse to use the backdoor, but would prefer to do that right before a hundred pairs of eyes.
Observation #4 : Not only that, they always perform this weird movement of lowering their heads or hunching their backs as they stride across the room.
Observation #5 : Gosh! Some genie must have taught them that! That is, by hunching your back or lowering your heads, you would either become invisible or shrink to a miniscular size and nobody will notice you sauntering across the room.
The Bad News : Well, it certainly doesn't work. Despite all the hunching, lowering, attempts to run across with lightning speed, we still see them...... BIG as life. Would someone please tell them so that they will stop embarrassing themselves in front of a huge audience and in public??
Wednesday, June 15, 2005
You Have, I Have!
The lunchtime (or dinnertime) topics revolve around babies, babies and more babies! Argh!!! I think I will go mad if I were to hear more about what to eat, what not to eat during pregnancy down to which milk pump to use. Can you beat that?! Anyway, right after a girl gets married, the next most exciting thing would be to have a baby after the whirlwind of marriage.
One of my friends, who's currently pregnant, commented,"There are a lot of pregnant ladies around. I was waiting for my friend for lunch at the junction and boy, do I see MANY pregnant women waddling around!!" I told her that it's because she's in a similar condition, therefore she noticed this.
It's just like.... before you buy a car, yeah, you vaguely know that Singapore roads are congested, especially when you are in a rush (Notice how all traffic lights are red and lifts are always at the top floor when you are in a hurry. sheesh...). But after you have bought a car, you notice that, "Hey! Toyota is such a popular brand (you pat yourself on your back, good buy!!) that everyone on the road is driving one! (Down with Honda! Down with erm.. Mitsubishi etc) And a Silver one at that!!!!"
Strange! Suddenly the whole world is filled with pregnant women and silver Toyotas!!!!!
Hey! Everyone's using an IBM laptop after I bought one! That's a brilliant buy there, Ah Wei!
The lunchtime (or dinnertime) topics revolve around babies, babies and more babies! Argh!!! I think I will go mad if I were to hear more about what to eat, what not to eat during pregnancy down to which milk pump to use. Can you beat that?! Anyway, right after a girl gets married, the next most exciting thing would be to have a baby after the whirlwind of marriage.
One of my friends, who's currently pregnant, commented,"There are a lot of pregnant ladies around. I was waiting for my friend for lunch at the junction and boy, do I see MANY pregnant women waddling around!!" I told her that it's because she's in a similar condition, therefore she noticed this.
It's just like.... before you buy a car, yeah, you vaguely know that Singapore roads are congested, especially when you are in a rush (Notice how all traffic lights are red and lifts are always at the top floor when you are in a hurry. sheesh...). But after you have bought a car, you notice that, "Hey! Toyota is such a popular brand (you pat yourself on your back, good buy!!) that everyone on the road is driving one! (Down with Honda! Down with erm.. Mitsubishi etc) And a Silver one at that!!!!"
Strange! Suddenly the whole world is filled with pregnant women and silver Toyotas!!!!!
Hey! Everyone's using an IBM laptop after I bought one! That's a brilliant buy there, Ah Wei!
Monday, June 13, 2005
An All New Sax Experience! Ahhh...!!
Just a quick scribble before my meeting at 4pm.
Yes, yes, be patient, I'm going to describe the experience right now.
It all took place on a hot, humid Saturday afternoon (last Saturday, to be precise). We gathered in a small air-conditioned room, fine-tuning our instruments (getting ready for the MASS ORGY! According to pig, mass orgy simply means some group activity, pig, right???).
I finally had my turn on stage (yeah, a stage too, kinky eh?) for the rehearsal.
Anyway, all in all, everything went well. I was one of the last few participants, so I had to wait for 1 whole hour before I got my turn. A few of them were pretty good. One of them, the youngest partipant, I believe, did a Kenny G item on his soprano saxophone. It's supposed to be a students' concert, hmm... I believe he must be a teacher or something, he's too good to be a student!!!!! *Spoil market!! The other one was a flutist who's actually on a music scholarship. The rest were almost like me... half bucket water. hee hee.
Some comments from my ardent fans who attended the concert - the music was great, everything's in tune (I lived in fear that I would create some unearthly squeaky sound.), except, I looked like a big piece of wooden block. Hey! Considering that this was my first time on stage with an alto saxophone, I was worried that if I were to take my eyes off my book, I would play the wrong tune and of course I was too nervous to do anything else except... blow?!
Right, I have taken down the comments and shall practise way way way way in advance for my next performance. I will :
1. stop looking like a wood.
2. stop glaring at my music book.
3. move my head up and down and sideways to create more entertainment value.
4. hop around and do a breakdance number, ending on my knees and the last note.
5. perm my hair like Kenny G.
That should be enough for now.
Still, my neighbours must be very glad that they do not have to put up with my "Moonriver" renditions every night at 11pm. No choice mah! I leave the house at 9am every morning and does not get home til 1030pm at night!! My peaceful playing should lull them to sleep (hopefully).
I shall do a jazz number the next time.
*Spoil market = set too high a standard for the rest of the people to live up to.
Just a quick scribble before my meeting at 4pm.
Yes, yes, be patient, I'm going to describe the experience right now.
It all took place on a hot, humid Saturday afternoon (last Saturday, to be precise). We gathered in a small air-conditioned room, fine-tuning our instruments (getting ready for the MASS ORGY! According to pig, mass orgy simply means some group activity, pig, right???).
I finally had my turn on stage (yeah, a stage too, kinky eh?) for the rehearsal.
Anyway, all in all, everything went well. I was one of the last few participants, so I had to wait for 1 whole hour before I got my turn. A few of them were pretty good. One of them, the youngest partipant, I believe, did a Kenny G item on his soprano saxophone. It's supposed to be a students' concert, hmm... I believe he must be a teacher or something, he's too good to be a student!!!!! *Spoil market!! The other one was a flutist who's actually on a music scholarship. The rest were almost like me... half bucket water. hee hee.
Some comments from my ardent fans who attended the concert - the music was great, everything's in tune (I lived in fear that I would create some unearthly squeaky sound.), except, I looked like a big piece of wooden block. Hey! Considering that this was my first time on stage with an alto saxophone, I was worried that if I were to take my eyes off my book, I would play the wrong tune and of course I was too nervous to do anything else except... blow?!
Right, I have taken down the comments and shall practise way way way way in advance for my next performance. I will :
1. stop looking like a wood.
2. stop glaring at my music book.
3. move my head up and down and sideways to create more entertainment value.
4. hop around and do a breakdance number, ending on my knees and the last note.
5. perm my hair like Kenny G.
That should be enough for now.
Still, my neighbours must be very glad that they do not have to put up with my "Moonriver" renditions every night at 11pm. No choice mah! I leave the house at 9am every morning and does not get home til 1030pm at night!! My peaceful playing should lull them to sleep (hopefully).
I shall do a jazz number the next time.
*Spoil market = set too high a standard for the rest of the people to live up to.
Friday, June 10, 2005
To Market, To Market
The biggest news in the Straits Times in the last few days was, and still is, the arrest of CAO CEO Chen Jiulin for fraud and insider trading. Everyone I know, knows someone who has lost money from the CAO stock crash just a few months back. It was pretty easy to tell... the people who were going around, muttering to themselves, with knitted eyebrows, on the very day, when news of suspension of CAO stock trading was announced.
However, they soon pushed it to the very back (this little dark closet, into which they stuff unpleasant experiences and conveniently forget about them) of their minds and happily continued with their stock market trading. Sigh.
One of the stock trading books says, "if you find the aunties and uncles at the fish market passing each other tips on stock trading, it's time to get out of the market...."
Doesn't this look familiar to you? Yep yep! It's a typical stock chart! What do you mean, it looks ugly! I drew that myself!! Can you imagine the pain I had to go through to draw this chart, using the Paint software and a touchpad?? The cramp my poor fingers had to go through!!
Anyway, as I was saying.... Do you see the tiny red arrow squiggle? Right, that's the point where instituitional investors inject their huge amount of funds. As a result, it drives the price up sharply.
At this point, dealers, research analysts saw this and quickly put in their own trades. Sorry, minus the research analysts, that would constitute insider trading... So, the dealers put their $$ in.
In the middle of the night, Ah Wei is awakened by the incessant ringing of the phone. It's Ah Wei's stock dealer on the phone,"Hey! Hot tip hot tip! Stock ABC is shooting up. Put your money in!!!" Overwhelmed by gratitude and appreciation (Dale Carnegie, my idol, says that you have to show gratitude and appreciation so that people will work harder for you...), Ah Wei puts a hell lot of $$ into ABC and falls back to sleep. Therefore, the price goes up even higher, as all the sleepy Ah Weis throw their money in.
The news spread like wildfire.... The next day, Ah Wei goes marketing and overhears the auntie at the fish stall tell the ah ma at the pork stall,"Waa! Hot Tip! My son's dealer called him in the middle of the night to put in $$ for ABC! Waaa!! Guess what! This morning, the ABC REALLY go up by 100 points!!!! Eh! You want to put $$ in? I'm going to look at the tv screen (she's referring to the updating of the stock prices at the dealing companies), then I'm going to put in all my savings! Won't go wrong wan!!!!" So Auntie and Ah Ma go hand-in-hand to watch "tv" and put even more money in!!!
Satisfied with the earnings, now that price of ABC has shot up all the way to the sky, the big instituitional investors decide to perform a massive sell action. With the exit of such a huge amount of fund, the price plunges......... while the aunties and uncles are rejoicing in their sleep over their good buy.
The dealers are alerted to the sudden plunge, so they save their own skins first by quickly selling their shares. "Heng! At least i have made a bit of profit! Oh yeah! Have to call up Ah Wei to tell her about this!!"
Awakened in the middle of the night by the irritating telephone ringing again. Damn! I should have unplugged the phone before I sleep. "What.. what?! Sell!? Stock is plunging?! ok ok! Sell everything for me!!!" Ahhh!! There goes my investment! Have to start saving up again!
Some days later, when Ah Wei goes marketing, the fish stall is closed and another ah ma is selling pork at the stall.... The newspapers are splashed with stories of people turning into paupers overnight... people jumping off high rise buildings.... The red skull (Is my drawing so bad that you can't tell that it's a skull!!!! ok ok, you have to remember that I draw it with a touchpad....)signifies an end...
Therefore, when everyone is buying a certain stock, it's time to move out....
He he... It's easier to preach and practise.... Take the advice at your own risk.
The biggest news in the Straits Times in the last few days was, and still is, the arrest of CAO CEO Chen Jiulin for fraud and insider trading. Everyone I know, knows someone who has lost money from the CAO stock crash just a few months back. It was pretty easy to tell... the people who were going around, muttering to themselves, with knitted eyebrows, on the very day, when news of suspension of CAO stock trading was announced.
However, they soon pushed it to the very back (this little dark closet, into which they stuff unpleasant experiences and conveniently forget about them) of their minds and happily continued with their stock market trading. Sigh.
One of the stock trading books says, "if you find the aunties and uncles at the fish market passing each other tips on stock trading, it's time to get out of the market...."
Doesn't this look familiar to you? Yep yep! It's a typical stock chart! What do you mean, it looks ugly! I drew that myself!! Can you imagine the pain I had to go through to draw this chart, using the Paint software and a touchpad?? The cramp my poor fingers had to go through!!
Anyway, as I was saying.... Do you see the tiny red arrow squiggle? Right, that's the point where instituitional investors inject their huge amount of funds. As a result, it drives the price up sharply.
At this point, dealers, research analysts saw this and quickly put in their own trades. Sorry, minus the research analysts, that would constitute insider trading... So, the dealers put their $$ in.
In the middle of the night, Ah Wei is awakened by the incessant ringing of the phone. It's Ah Wei's stock dealer on the phone,"Hey! Hot tip hot tip! Stock ABC is shooting up. Put your money in!!!" Overwhelmed by gratitude and appreciation (Dale Carnegie, my idol, says that you have to show gratitude and appreciation so that people will work harder for you...), Ah Wei puts a hell lot of $$ into ABC and falls back to sleep. Therefore, the price goes up even higher, as all the sleepy Ah Weis throw their money in.
The news spread like wildfire.... The next day, Ah Wei goes marketing and overhears the auntie at the fish stall tell the ah ma at the pork stall,"Waa! Hot Tip! My son's dealer called him in the middle of the night to put in $$ for ABC! Waaa!! Guess what! This morning, the ABC REALLY go up by 100 points!!!! Eh! You want to put $$ in? I'm going to look at the tv screen (she's referring to the updating of the stock prices at the dealing companies), then I'm going to put in all my savings! Won't go wrong wan!!!!" So Auntie and Ah Ma go hand-in-hand to watch "tv" and put even more money in!!!
Satisfied with the earnings, now that price of ABC has shot up all the way to the sky, the big instituitional investors decide to perform a massive sell action. With the exit of such a huge amount of fund, the price plunges......... while the aunties and uncles are rejoicing in their sleep over their good buy.The dealers are alerted to the sudden plunge, so they save their own skins first by quickly selling their shares. "Heng! At least i have made a bit of profit! Oh yeah! Have to call up Ah Wei to tell her about this!!"Awakened in the middle of the night by the irritating telephone ringing again. Damn! I should have unplugged the phone before I sleep. "What.. what?! Sell!? Stock is plunging?! ok ok! Sell everything for me!!!" Ahhh!! There goes my investment! Have to start saving up again!
Some days later, when Ah Wei goes marketing, the fish stall is closed and another ah ma is selling pork at the stall.... The newspapers are splashed with stories of people turning into paupers overnight... people jumping off high rise buildings.... The red skull (Is my drawing so bad that you can't tell that it's a skull!!!! ok ok, you have to remember that I draw it with a touchpad....)signifies an end...Therefore, when everyone is buying a certain stock, it's time to move out....
He he... It's easier to preach and practise.... Take the advice at your own risk.
Wednesday, June 08, 2005
How to Be a Better Person
I have just finished the first chapter of Dale Carnegie's "How to Win Friends & Influence People", in my endeavour to become a better person. One gold nugget which I have gleaned from the first few pages is :
Don't criticize, condemn or complain - Dale Carnegie
In front of the said person. - Ah Wei
By criticizing people, according to Dale, would not turn them towards the right path, but would only fuel their determination to go against you. Ahh...! Therefore, never never never do that.
On the other hand, if you are not honest with yourself, you will probably suffer internal injuries from suppressing your feelings. Mark Twain (if you do not recognise this famous author, you have just earned the right to kick yourself in the butt, as I was saying... ) had a fiery hot temper and had written stinging letters to people who have incurred his wrath. They allowed him to let off steam (saving himself some internal injuries) and the letters did not do anyone any harm, because his wife had secretly lifted them from his mail. See, they were never sent.
From this excellent example, I conclude that, it's alright to criticize, complain and condemn people, so that you don't go crazy from suppressing your feelings, as long as the said people are unaware.
Therefore, to be a better person, I shall continue to criticize, complain and condemn people (it's stressful to work in little Old Singapore) behind their backs, as long as they are unaware of it!
Thanks Dale!
I have just finished the first chapter of Dale Carnegie's "How to Win Friends & Influence People", in my endeavour to become a better person. One gold nugget which I have gleaned from the first few pages is :Don't criticize, condemn or complain - Dale Carnegie
In front of the said person. - Ah Wei
By criticizing people, according to Dale, would not turn them towards the right path, but would only fuel their determination to go against you. Ahh...! Therefore, never never never do that.
On the other hand, if you are not honest with yourself, you will probably suffer internal injuries from suppressing your feelings. Mark Twain (if you do not recognise this famous author, you have just earned the right to kick yourself in the butt, as I was saying... ) had a fiery hot temper and had written stinging letters to people who have incurred his wrath. They allowed him to let off steam (saving himself some internal injuries) and the letters did not do anyone any harm, because his wife had secretly lifted them from his mail. See, they were never sent.
From this excellent example, I conclude that, it's alright to criticize, complain and condemn people, so that you don't go crazy from suppressing your feelings, as long as the said people are unaware.
Therefore, to be a better person, I shall continue to criticize, complain and condemn people (it's stressful to work in little Old Singapore) behind their backs, as long as they are unaware of it!
Thanks Dale!
Friday, May 06, 2005
What to write, what to write?
Who says that I can only blog one time a day? I have accumulated quite a few stories in my head and they are spilling out of my ears. Sadly, I have been too busy to pick up my pen, erm, keyboard, I mean.
Somebody asked me,"Do you have THAT much stuff to write about?"
Let me see, while I was in USA, I wrote about Ugly Americans, Beautiful America. During my stint in Germany, the stories were about Picturesque Germany and a mixture of nice and "unnice" Germans.
Now that I'm back in Singapore for good, sigh, what else do I have to rave about? Horrid Singaporeans, weather, nice food....
See how the grass always seems greener on the other side of the pasture. Just another example of a dissatisfied Earthling. *grin*
Who says that I can only blog one time a day? I have accumulated quite a few stories in my head and they are spilling out of my ears. Sadly, I have been too busy to pick up my pen, erm, keyboard, I mean.
Somebody asked me,"Do you have THAT much stuff to write about?"
Let me see, while I was in USA, I wrote about Ugly Americans, Beautiful America. During my stint in Germany, the stories were about Picturesque Germany and a mixture of nice and "unnice" Germans.
Now that I'm back in Singapore for good, sigh, what else do I have to rave about? Horrid Singaporeans, weather, nice food....
See how the grass always seems greener on the other side of the pasture. Just another example of a dissatisfied Earthling. *grin*
The Mystery of the Disappearing Rubbish
Rubbish is taken very seriously in Germany, where I have stayed for a year. The green glass bottles go into one bin, white ones another, plastic stuff in yet another and paper ones are stacked up on top of others. There! Every rubbish has its own special place. You can even bring your glass bottles back to the supermarket in exchange for money!
During one of the "cultural exchange" moments, my German colleagues were wow-ing over Singapore's amazing invention - the fabulous Rubbish Eatosaurus. Singaporeans just need to open the Rubbish Eatosaurus, either concealed in their kitchen somewhere, or situated near the lift, flick the waste in and presto! Everything's taken care off. Then the waste travels down the magic tunnel and little elves clear them early in the morning and melt away in the beams of dawn before any Singaporean awakens. Magical eh?
YET, more than a few times, I have discovered rubbish in the lift!!! Is the magical Rubbish Eatosaurus not enough for these Singaporeans?! Do they need to treat the elevator as one as well?! Or maybe their hands were so wasted that they had not the strength to open the door of the Eatosaurus, and yet had the energy to truck the rubbish to the elevator and pile them in a corner.
Strangely, after 1 day, the rubbish also mysteriously disappeared. Must have been those hardworking elves. It would have been heaven's justice if the elves could wave their arms and teleport the "rubbish" back to the culprit's home. Hmm... where would be a great place to leave them? *ponder* How about smack right in the center of their living room, so that it can be admired from all angles?
Rubbish is taken very seriously in Germany, where I have stayed for a year. The green glass bottles go into one bin, white ones another, plastic stuff in yet another and paper ones are stacked up on top of others. There! Every rubbish has its own special place. You can even bring your glass bottles back to the supermarket in exchange for money!
During one of the "cultural exchange" moments, my German colleagues were wow-ing over Singapore's amazing invention - the fabulous Rubbish Eatosaurus. Singaporeans just need to open the Rubbish Eatosaurus, either concealed in their kitchen somewhere, or situated near the lift, flick the waste in and presto! Everything's taken care off. Then the waste travels down the magic tunnel and little elves clear them early in the morning and melt away in the beams of dawn before any Singaporean awakens. Magical eh?
YET, more than a few times, I have discovered rubbish in the lift!!! Is the magical Rubbish Eatosaurus not enough for these Singaporeans?! Do they need to treat the elevator as one as well?! Or maybe their hands were so wasted that they had not the strength to open the door of the Eatosaurus, and yet had the energy to truck the rubbish to the elevator and pile them in a corner.
Strangely, after 1 day, the rubbish also mysteriously disappeared. Must have been those hardworking elves. It would have been heaven's justice if the elves could wave their arms and teleport the "rubbish" back to the culprit's home. Hmm... where would be a great place to leave them? *ponder* How about smack right in the center of their living room, so that it can be admired from all angles?
Friday, April 15, 2005
Footprints on the Map
I can feel the Wanderlust stirring in my blood again. Sigh! I have not set foot out of Singapore since last September!! (Unless you count Johor...) I have never been caved in for such a long time. I have always had the "luxury" to travel on the job. Hands seem to be trembling as I am typing. That must be one of my withdrawal symptoms.
I have always wanted to mark down countries/cities where I have travelled to. However, being a person of many plans but few executions (less, not that I'm back in Singapore. Somehow, I feel as if all my time has been sucked away to God-knows-where.), the beautiful laminated map has been lying, forgotten til this moment, on the floor of my spare room. Poor map, I will probably use it as a mat once it gets more furry with dust.
Anyway, I found this less attractive but more convenient map.
There! The red bits are highlighting the countries which I have been to. Strange. For all the money which I have spent, it seems that I have covered miserably few. Looks like I have to spend more time on Africa, South America and Eastern Europe. Failing miserably there. Well, at least it's better than Pig's one. Some consolation there.
Hmmm.. The map is jutting out. I have no idea how to adjust it. Duma, Help!!!!
Here's the link to Create your own visited country map
I can feel the Wanderlust stirring in my blood again. Sigh! I have not set foot out of Singapore since last September!! (Unless you count Johor...) I have never been caved in for such a long time. I have always had the "luxury" to travel on the job. Hands seem to be trembling as I am typing. That must be one of my withdrawal symptoms.
I have always wanted to mark down countries/cities where I have travelled to. However, being a person of many plans but few executions (less, not that I'm back in Singapore. Somehow, I feel as if all my time has been sucked away to God-knows-where.), the beautiful laminated map has been lying, forgotten til this moment, on the floor of my spare room. Poor map, I will probably use it as a mat once it gets more furry with dust.
Anyway, I found this less attractive but more convenient map.
There! The red bits are highlighting the countries which I have been to. Strange. For all the money which I have spent, it seems that I have covered miserably few. Looks like I have to spend more time on Africa, South America and Eastern Europe. Failing miserably there. Well, at least it's better than Pig's one. Some consolation there.
Hmmm.. The map is jutting out. I have no idea how to adjust it. Duma, Help!!!!
Here's the link to Create your own visited country map
Friday, January 21, 2005
My Masterpieces!
Trying to clean up the clutter in my hard disk..... Springcleaning for the new year. Also trying to make some sense of all the photos which I have taken over the years, during my travels.
Decided to put some of them up at Shutterpoint to earn some passive income. Hehe. Take a look at them. Spread the news, spread the news. I will just twiddle my thumbs while money pour into my coffers.
Oh yeah, some comments on them please....
Trying to clean up the clutter in my hard disk..... Springcleaning for the new year. Also trying to make some sense of all the photos which I have taken over the years, during my travels.
Decided to put some of them up at Shutterpoint to earn some passive income. Hehe. Take a look at them. Spread the news, spread the news. I will just twiddle my thumbs while money pour into my coffers.
Oh yeah, some comments on them please....
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