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Friday, December 25, 2009
Hark the herald angels sing
"Glory to the newborn King!
Peace on earth and mercy mild
God and sinners reconciled"
Current mood:  contemplative
Saturday, December 12, 2009
today will be attempt no. 2 to cook that perfect plate of aglio olio.
last week's looked really good but tasted like crap. I dunno how A managed to finish two big plates of it, but i guess thats love. anyway we added carbonara sauce to it to make it more edible.
And so, I've got a new recipe from xy who claimed that hers (she cooked it last weekend too) was great. If its not, I'll just strangle her.
seriously, how difficult can whipping up a plate of aglio olio be?
true, my garlic was thickly sliced (so that I can remove them easily) but today i'll follow her recipe...minus the tons of onions.
urgh. seriously. am i doomed to be a domestic failure?
Current mood:  annoyed
Saturday, December 5, 2009
10:13PM
this is too funny not to post.
xy and i went to carrefour for the economy rice for lunch after a swim on thursday. She was ordering the dishes and was ordering the 4th item when the stall helper told her "gou le".
Current mood:  mischievous
Thursday, November 26, 2009
Eternal Sunshine is one of my fave all time shows. Its also one of the saddest shows that I've watched and I can related to it way easier than 500 days of Summer.
Everytime i watch that show, it makes me cry. and its not the drop a few tears kind, but the non-stop tears flowing kind. it makes you want to treasure everyone around you, especially the one closest to you.
Clementine: Joely?
Joel: Yeah Tangerine?
Clementine: Am I ugly?
Joel: Uh-uh.
Clementine: When I was a kid, I thought I was. I can't believe I'm crying already. Sometimes I think people don't understand how lonely it is to be a kid, like you don't matter. So, I'm eight, and I have these toys, these dolls. My favorite is this ugly girl doll who I call Clementine, and I keep yelling at her, "You can't be ugly! Be pretty!" It's weird, like if I can transform her, I would magically change, too.
Joel: [kisses Clementine] You're pretty.
Clementine: Joely, don't ever leave me.
Joel: You're pretty... you're pretty... pretty...
i think i'm gonna cry.
Current mood:  sad Current music: blower's daughter
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
on the train back, i realised that casio's not that lao pok after all.
my 9 o'clock, 10 o'clock, 11 o'clock, 12 o'clock and 2 o'clock were all wearing casios. and me of cos. The 9 & 10 o'clocks were wearing the exact same black and yellow one that i have (SGD 18 from mustafa) - one was a funky angmoh and the other a foreign worker. the rest are slightly newer models, worn by both young and old.
i think i will get myself a gold one the next time i go to mustafa. and maybe the calculator one after that. that wld be quite useful for travelling no? especially when it comes to bargaining... hehehe
Current mood: bored
Monday, November 23, 2009
Poem on growing old....
When I am an old woman, I shall wear purple
with a red hat that doesn't go, and doesn't suit me.
And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves
and satin candles, and say we've no money for butter.
I shall sit down on the pavement when I am tired
and gobble up samples in shops and press alarm bells
and run my stick along the public railings
and make up for the sobriety of my youth.
I shall go out in my slippers in the rain
and pick the flowers in other people's gardens
and learn to spit.
You can wear terrible shirts and grow more fat
and eat three pounds of sausages at a go
or only bread and pickles for a week
and hoard pens and pencils and beer nuts and things in boxes.
But now we must have clothes that keep us dry
and pay our rent and not swear in the street
and set a good example for the children.
We must have friends to dinner and read the papers.
But maybe I ought to practice a little now?
So people who know me are not too shocked and surprised
When suddenly I am old, and start to wear purple.
by Jenny Joseph
Current mood: crappy
Sunday, November 22, 2009
9:56PM
no pumpkin pie this christmas.
oh well.
Current mood:  blank
Monday, November 16, 2009
slept the day away. woke up at 830, went for service, came back at 1130, slept till 115, rushed down to choose the wedding gowns, came back again at 430 and slept till 10pm.
highlight of the day was supposed to be the gown fitting, but i was in such a foul mood, i chose 4 gowns within an hour. isnt that fast or what. i spent quite a bit of time on the white one, but when it came to the evening gowns, i was so sick of putting them on and off that my last choice was so bad that I wld rather walk naked than wear it. final round next week - think i will leave it to the big M to decide.
i like buffets cos i get to try a little of everything (which also explains my size). i hate making decisions. especially during meals. i never know what to eat and i always end up wanting what others have. especially when eating with A. take yesterday's lunch for example. i wanted hokkien mee, but the wait was too long (half an hour??!!). mum suggested having the prawn noodle soup but i went to look for kway chap instead. halfway i got distracted and ended up with Yong Tau Foo. went back to the table only to see A and my dad having prawn noodle soup. felt so upset with my choice but i comforted myself by thinking of that as a healthier choice (self delusional really).
sometimes i think i would secretly be happier if i'm not given a choice in anything. what to eat, what to wear in the mornings. the choices i make never seem right. so much so that when i get a haircut, i leave it to the hairstylist to do whatever she wants.
am i a malcontent? sometimes i think i am. but most of the time i'm fine with the decisions others make for me. maybe i'm just lazy. which explains why i slept my day away. which is also why i'm wide awake now. I should have never been given the choice to sleep in the afternoon.
Current mood: contemplative
Sunday, November 8, 2009
i kena-ed bird shit on my shoulder today. i just heard and felt this plop on my shoulder, caught a glimpse of this light brown streak and started to jump cos i thought it was a lizard.
but it was shit. bird shit to be precise.
A suggested I buy 4D. and i did.
told val jr and she told me to buy 4D too. said that its the epitome of bad luck and things can only get better.
told my mum and she told be to buy 4D as well. said something similar to val.
my number did not come up.
the shitty streak continues.
Current mood: sore
Sunday, November 1, 2009
10:25PM
I AM HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY TODAY. :)
Current mood:  happy
Sunday, October 11, 2009
10:26PM
i'm going on a diet.
i'm not pregnant.
i'm just FAT.
Current mood: frustrated
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
11:15PM
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to heaven, we were all going direct the other way - in short, the period was so far like the present period, that some of its noisiest authorities insisted on its being received, for good or for evil, in the superlative degree of comparison only.
Charles Dickens, A Tale of Two Cities
it's possible, isn't it? to be in the best and worst of times at the same time. Spring of hope, winter of despair. everything and nothing.
Current mood: contemplative
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
This is exactly what every wife/gf should learn from Rose Kennedy.
Exracted from an article in the Financial Times:
Asked why she never had a quarrel with her husband, Rose said: “I just say ‘yes dear’ and then I go to Paris.”
Brilliant.
Current mood: impressed
Sunday, September 6, 2009
weekend food binge: -
Saturday
coffee
wanton mee
crackers
chai tow kuey
potluck dinner consisting of:
chai tow kuey (x2 one black one white)
bah kwa
currey chicken
roast duck
eagg tarts
fantastic omelette with stuff
goreng pisang
vegetables & fruits
cake
sunday
coffee
pineapple tarts
fried noodles
porridge
prawn noodles
old chang kee
egg tart
kuey lapis
onion rings
more curry chicken
vegetables
chocolates
nougat
tea
i really dont feel too good.
note to self: CONTROL!
Current mood:  full
Saturday, August 29, 2009
11:56PM
oh gosh. stomach has a huge capacity for junk and gunk.
Current mood: uncomfortable
Monday, August 24, 2009
12:50AM
today i had the most expensive kway chap ever in a hawker centre - SGD 11.80 for two bowls. and it was just one egg, fish cake, tau pok, one small intestine and one large intestine.
just that. for SGD 11.80.
amazing.
and it didnt even taste that great.
Current mood: discontent
Thursday, August 13, 2009
11:40PM
alrighty, after 5 months of being locked out of hotmail/msn, i've finally gotten myself a new login id.
d***c****@hotmail.com
Current mood: bored
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
8:50PM
Three rings of marriage are the engagement ring, the wedding ring, and the suffering.
Current mood: contemplative
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
back at the old workplace, we would give each member of the team nicknames so that we could talk freely abt one another. one colleague chose gambit, another chose wolverine and i chose jean grey and no one was allowed to be cyclops. the names we chose for the other team mates were rather apt and i realised that mine was too.
recently i find myself more and more like jean grey/phoenix. one moment perfectly normal, the next full of rage. ha. how ironic.
Current mood: cranky
Saturday, July 11, 2009
came across this song last month and apparently it is one of the popular wedding songs, but i think i would want this played at my funeral instead.
There you have it - i've selected my funeral march.
Beatles - In My Life
There are places i'll remember
All my life though some have changed
Some forever not for better
Some have gone and some remain
All these places have their moments
With lovers and friends i still can recall
Some are dead and some are living
In my life i've loved them all
But of all these friends and lovers
There is no one compares with you
And these memories lose their meaning
When i think of love as something new
Though i know i'll never lose affection
For people and things that went before
I know i'll often stop and think about them
In my life i love you more
Though i know i'll never lose affection
For people and things that went before
I know i'll often stop and think about them
In my life i love you more
In my life i love you more
I've also found that housework is quite therapeutic, especially if one needs to vent pent up anger. but then housework is not good for manicured nails.
Current mood:  accomplished
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