Sunday, November 30th 2008

Happy Birthday!

I'm back alive!
The scenery was nice, especially the mountains with tops smothered in clouds. When I looked up at the sky, I could see the lovely layers of clouds, each layer at least several km away from one another.

My grandparents are really cool. At ages 84 and 85, they can still play mahjong, wear a wig, drink sarsi and eat fried chicken. Apparantly, Ah Gong loves fried chicken! Ah Ma gave me a jade pendant. Now, I'm not really a fan of jade, but maybe it'll interest me in 50 years.
May I also add that "Bird's Nest Soup" is horribly disgusting?!
I'll never go near that stuff again.

Ah Sim has good taste, man. The guy she married (who's my uncle) has nice arms.
Anyway, this uncle of mine helped me with the leech-catching. He spent hours looking for them, and they're really cute. They have stripes on their backs. I'm worried about the dirty bottle they're in, though. It seems awfully disgusting. Low standard of living, absolutely no sanitation. They are clinging desperately to the inside wall of the plastic bottle. I hope the "Cash-Converter" has an appropriate tank for this kind of wildlife. They can squeeze through any small gap, and if they do they'll be crawling up your leg next. They'll chase after you if you try to run.
Pesky little creatures.

Next on my list will be that mini-pot of Venus Flytraps they're selling at $12 at the nursery. Maybe I'll feed them meat. Chicken, perhaps?

In 1-2 days I'll be off to Yunnan, China. Don't know what I'll see there. Never been a big fan of China, so hopefully this will be an interesting trip. I'll be back just in time for Chew's birthday, so that's good.
Can't wait for the steamboat.

Friday, November 21st 2008

Hey guys.

Just realised that the imeem.com song on my blog has been cropped again, but I don't have the time to fiddle-twiddle with that now. Leaving early tomorrow morning, and I'm desperately transferring videos to my sister's player (now mine!!!). When I first transferred them, the player refused to play the videos, saying it doesn't support that format, so I had to go back to the computer and convert them all, and it's taking hell of a long time. Been converting for the last hour and a half!
I hope it's worth it. I shall die if I don't have this sort of entertainment during the 8-hour car-ride tomorrow from Singapore to the far side of Malaysia.

Oh yes, if I don't make it back alive, throw me a happy funeral with a bright orange coffin, ask Philippe Jaroussky to sing at my funeral, preferably "Venti, Turbini" with a glorious orchestral part. Throw my ashes around Italy. Tell Franco I died!
I love you!!!

P.S: I'm not joking. Really do it this way if I happen to die.

I'll be back (dead or alive).
"Hasta la vista, baby!"

Wednesday, November 19th 2008

I forgot to blog about something that happened several weeks ago.

T'was in the morning, I think I had a paper that day. We were waiting to cross the road to get to the car, this Coca-cola truck was making a turn in front of us. The door at its side was open, and there was a balding Indian man directing the driver because the road was narrow. After the truck had turned, the Indian man jumped on the truck and sat on a box of the drink, and hung on to the sides of the truck to keep his balance. I smiled at him and gave him a little wave.
Wouldn't you wave back, too, if you saw a little girl in school uniform smiling and waving at you sweetly?
He waved back, and almost fell out of the truck.

He must've felt embarrassed, but he was smiling, so it was all right. I felt good after that. Even though I almost got someone killed, I made his day!

P.S.: I will be away on a holiday from the 22nd of Nov to the 12th of Dec 2008. Wish me luck, both (Asian) countries don't speak any language I do. "Gasp!"

Wednesday, November 12th 2008

Sigh.
What a gloomy day. Just the day (and night), though, not my life. My life today was pretty good.

It started out with me trying to wake up at 10.30am to my deafening alarm-clock, but failing miserably. The temptation of my warm bed was too strong, so I only got up properly at sometime past noon. Then, I dragged myself around the house, brushing my teeth and things like that, then watched some TV. Gee, "90210" is such a pitiful attempt at a scandalous television series.

Went for lunch with Dad at "The Cafe Cartel". It was all pretty good. After lunch, we drove over to the dermatologist's for my monthly consultation. Yaadaa yaadaa, went home, it started pouring, went to Orchard Rd alone. Bought a locket, went to Kinokuniya.

I love hanging out at large, posh bookstores. The walls are lined with so many books, it looks like colourful wallpaper. The books are all so crisp and clean and new, I almost feel scared to touch them. They are all grouped by genre. I hung out mostly around the walls marked "Literature". Wanted to buy so many books, but only had "so much" money with me, so I chose "Love in the Time of Cholera" by that Colombian author (can't remember his name). I wanted to buy several of his books, but felt that "Love in the Time of Cholera" was what I wanted most. I've read part of the book before, but it was annoying because I couldn't read fast enough, all of it in two weeks, before returning it to the library.

"Love in the Time of Cholera" is a beautiful book/movie. Seriously romantic. I know you guys don't read much and hate to plough through thick books (apart from Jodi Picoult (sp?) and "Twilight"), so watch the movie instead. It still captures the romance and feelings of anguish and longing.

I haven't played "Monkey Island" for so long, I feel like I'm about to die. I'm shrivelling up! Gahh! Oh, Guybrush, MapleStory is nothing compared to you!

My dear Rabbit is ill again, its inner eyelids are inflamed. I told it time and time again not to go into dusty places! Went to the vet to get the eyedrops (Rabbit had this illness before), and am applying the eyedrops and cream to its eyes 3 times a day. It hates it but tries not to struggle. After medication, it licks my hand in gratitude.
Such a lovely boy.

Sunday, November 2nd 2008

It has been a Hell of a week, chock-full of draining papers. What's worse, I missed two nights of sleep this week on days before crucial papers. I couldn't fall asleep. Must be the stress level. I hope all that studying pays off well.

How I got that hot construction worker's name? I asked the security guard, whom I chat with often. At least his name is not "Muthu". "Muthu" is cute, but too common and stereotypical.

Been watching "Tamil Silverscreen" every Saturday night for the past few weeks. All the male actors were quite average, though there was this really good-looking one in last week's movie. It was about university students in year 3.
I've realised that their (the lead actor's and actress') skin isn't/aren't really dark. They're quite fair, but their Indian physical traits (black hair, brown eyes, etc etc) give them an Asian edge, so they look a lovely mix, very exotic.

Well, I've gotten my haircut. It's just shorter, nothing special. The back-slope feels like a carpet again, and my fringe is done in a slant. It has something pixie about it.

I've been watching old movies recently, and I love them. I like them better than today's modern hollywood flicks. Old movies have more honest, although bad acting, and better taste in music. They carry the emotions to the viewers better. I liked "Singin' in the Rain" when I watched it on the way back from Italy. I watched "Breakfast at Tiffany's" and I loved it so much. Now, I'm watching
"Sabrina". No, it's not about some lame teenage witch.
I think Audrey Hepburn was/is an excellent actress. Plus, she's so beautiful.