=)

Drive by Incubus is the ultimate song to groove to! Once it gets you started, you can even shake your ass to Mary had a little lamb. Yesterday's wedding event at Rochester was great because for one, the song selection rocked. Not that I don't enjoy the typical jazzy wedding singers we normally get, but it was nice to hear mainstream pop/rock for a change. It was a chinese bride and caucasian groom who had the most splendid looking brother. Omg I could serve him drinks all day la. (All the waitresses were going gaga over him) The groom was a little well.. fat and perpetually high. By 10 we the part-timers had been reduced to wiping cutlery at the bar whilst the full timers wentoff to slack/smoke/eat/talk, so the 3 of us, away from the line of vision of anyone, gleefully wiped dinner knives and forks as we belted out and shaked our bums to sounds of Incubus, Maroon 5 and Oasis. The chef joined us too, haha... Yay, it was like being at a party withhout having to socialise!

And I have no work for the next couple of days because they're closed for the company holiday! yay! :D

Omg, it's a Saturday morning and already I have nothing to do! (at least I don't feel like doing anything) Freak! I'm actually bored when I've been pining for the weekend to come! Talk about greener pastures.

boredboredboredboredboredbored.

Nobody talk to me.... *pouts xw pout* I sad sad!

Sucks that the family's not in, I haven't had the chance to talk to my sister this week, and conversation with her is very important to me, it's a time where both of us get to fulfill our word quota. And stu0opid feifei has abandoned me for crummy Vietnam, so that leaves me no choice but to fultill my word quota here, typing to NOONE. Ah!!!I'm going crazy!!

Sometimes I wish I were someone with a special need, then I wouldn't be watched and wouldn't be given blardy expectations to fulfill.

Splish Splash!

This is a post similar to the mish mash post a couple of weeks back, I just felt like giving it a similar name. =)




27 Dresses was good! After an entire week of dull, sleep inducing admin work and late night waitressing, the weekend has just been what I've been waiting for. Here's a line from 27 Dresses I found to be really apt at describing disappointment:



'It's like finding out that my all time favourite love song is about a sandwich!'



And here's another line I'd like to quote from the super cock jackson which I feel is a pick-me-up anyday,



'At least you don't have a siamese twin who's gay!'

And the moon has never looked fuller to me! Alright blame my lousy camera which has the most ineffective night mode, that bright light is not a street light but the moon. I know this is completely random, as usual, but the moon was gorgeous on the day that it was full, it was simply heavenly! All right nevermind I know everyone would rather hear about mooncakes rather than moons.

I don't understand how anyone can stand a desk job, it's the most unhealthy, uninteresting, uninteractive and unstimulating job ever.

Last thing I'd like to say, the best way to appreciate and enjoy a weekend, is to slog like a dog during the week to fully understand why weekends were created.

Our botak boys-turned-men are out from their 2 week (prison) confinement! WEll, at least most of them, haha...

Omg I'm becoming a workaholic like my mum! *gasp!*

I better up my 'intake' of Martha Stewert shows!

Anyways we had a fun girls night out celebrating Cons's birthday! We went to a jazzbar that didn't really play much jazz. Well, perhaps it's our fault for leaving before the musician could start performing (we all very guai one ok, follow curfew) haha.. But that place has super cheap drinks, $9 nett for 2 drinks, housepours. So anyone who's keenon becoming an alcoholic/is one, tell me. I'll give you the address.

(Black and white covers the blemishes, hehheh,,...)

cigerettes

I bought my first pack of cigarettes that day! Not for myself, thank goodness. Being very cigarette-idiot, I have been having trouble pronouncing the brand name 'Marlboro' because of all the mispronounciations I've heard over the years. Plus the fact that I've never ever in my life needed to articulate the name as well. I find the 'L' in Marlboro to be very deceiving, for the first time in my life I get my 'Rs' and 'Ls' very mixed up, (Like Derek). The common ah pek pronounciation would be

'Eh Mah-brow Lite'

or

'Mah-blow Men-toh'

So I thought to myself, is it Marlbrow? Marbolo? Marborow? Mahbolo? The worst combination is Marlboro Menthol Light, now try saying that five times in a row. You may end up with something like

'Marbolo Menthol Light'

or

'Marboro Menthol Right'

Sometimes the customers get a little slurry and slobber their way through the Cigarette name, resulting in me getting equally blur and confused (Thank goodness they're too stoned to notice)

And so, after much clarification and practice, I can now pronounce Marlboro with ease. =) Ok fine, I still can't.

Rain

It's pouring cats, dogs, elephants, and T-rexes. Oh why can't it be raining men, there aren't enough good ones left! ( I completely agree with the saying, the good men are either taken, or gay)

IF not for my work later, I'd go out and splash in the rain, catch pnemonia and die dramatically like in some sappy korean soap opera, but not before I meet and accidentally fall in love with my long lost twin brother who got seperated from me at birth. Don't laugh, I just read a newspaper article of a couple somewhere who went through this, I can't remember exactly which country it was but it's a pretty conservative asian one I think. Eeee, falling in love with your brother. *shivers*

Nat gave us funny, furry, obiang clip on earrings on Sunday, that's what I get stuck with for having unpierced ears. Anyways, I felt like I was wearing Chip and Dales' tails on my ears. Haha! weird poofy things, they look as if like electric currents were passed through the little fellas before their tails were chopped off. Morbid, aren't I. =)

Love you sisters, make my days seem not that jialat=D

Now I have furballs in my pencil case.

And it's still pouring like crazy! I just want to curl up and sleep, but I have such an awful stiff neck it feels as if I went through a wrestling match yesterday! so much for being happy clappy all day-y (must rhyme mah...)

Happy!!

I'm in such a fantabulous mood that I just have to share it! :D:D Firstly, catching Beauty World yesterday was not exactly fantastic, but great nontheless. What was nice wasn't the cheesy, shallow lyrics or the cliche plot, but just the feeling of being brought back to a time where melodramas were super melodramatic and cliched plots were as duh as ever. The singing was pretty good too, except that Channel U superstar guy who sounded like any typical cheena singer. However he did manage to pull off being an ah beng really well.

Secondly, I didn't fall down when I ice skated today! All right I did slip once and landed on my knees, but I'm glad that I managed to overcome my short term phobia. (St0opid Nat, I had to take cab leh!) And church was great today, =) so nice and un-emo. haha,... Nevermind.

Thirdly, I'm employed/semi-employed! Thanks to darling Aipoingo! Thank God! Yay!

Fourthly, work was damn slack today, and I was in such a good mood already, me breaking the cork of a wine bottle didn't set me off too much because there were not many staff around. It's much less stressful when no one's watching. But still paiseh la, I had to get the manager to open for me.

=)=)

And finally I come home early and get to talk to my 2 most favouritest girls! ( When I'm happy I create words no matter how retarded they sound) Fei fei and Nat! yay! =)

Spread the joy! hahah.... damn high now la!

Thinking...

Something which I haven't been doing much lately. However, I do feel that my current job does require me to do much more thinking than many other admin jobs my friends are doing. I've heard of one who's paid $7/hour to stick labels on nametags or something along that line. Man does that sound like NS clerical work or what.

Having joined the service industry, even though it has been a mere couple of weeks, has increased my empathy level and awareness but quite a fair bit. Some people ask me why I bother 'stooping' to do such a low paying and strenuous (we walk A LOT ok) job when with a pre-A-level cert you could be sitting comfortable in an office chair sticking labels/calling aunties/licking stamps/writing cheques all for a much higher pay. For one, I think it's an industry that requires much more brain and skill than admin work, I think these people should be paid much much more. Anyways, the F&B industry is something we all encounter daily, whether it's in the kopitiam or a posh restaurant. Face it, we eat everyday and it's nice to know what some places do to your food before you get it. I've always found an inclination towards behind-the-scenes things. The process of preperation catches my attention way more than the end product. Plus, I get to learn how to open bottles of wine! However I must admit that being constantly surrounded by drinkers and smokers isn't exactly the most pleasant thing, especially when you've got a sensitive nose. And knowing that with a protective and conservative mum like mine who's bred us to have a now natural disinterest or aversion towards alcohol, this would be a good opportunity to learn about the different poisons people put into their bodies. Gin, rum, vodka, whisky.. the list goes on and on and now, I finally know the difference between them! Well, not taste wise, but the technical side of alcohol at least.

Oh well then, I'm sleepy and we're having the nice-to-sleep weather now. =)

I opened a bottle of wine successfully! After one failed attempt though. I really don't feel like blogging about anything essentially interesting or thoughtful at the moment, my days whizz past so fast. Working life really isn't all that great, at least I'm not stuck with a desk job for now, I'd probably pon work like how Chio said she would. It still amazes me sometimes how susceptible we all are to our environment and how we change/conform/tweak to match what goes on in order to survive. Some call it learning, some call it losing your individuality. I call it survival depending if it's a conscious effort made to conform to what's best, and most importantly to know that you are conforming. I don't know, just blabbering crap.

I've finally woken up at 11!! WOW!

Jump of my life!!

I've always wanted to do something extreme in my life, especially when I hit 18. So, after a 6 month lag, I finally went on the reverse bungee with Oily and Chio! Video taken by our very own top pouter Fairy Woo Xiang Wei (explaining the lousy skill, haha)The video's not of the best quality, so here's a photo of the pre launch. Oily was grabbing our hands so tight (pimp) Our hands were numb after that. Ok to be honest, I was grabbing equally hard. Haha...

Ok enjoy the video!

A First

I went for my first countdown (noisy/wild) party! All right to be more exact I worked my first party, literally. It was pretty eye opening to see how a typical overpriced, overrated countdown party can be like. I can saw only 2 things, damn noisy and 'Can you repeat your order??!!'

Seeing semi-drunk grown ups shaking their bootys to thumping, repetitive music and looking all happy in their own little world is kinda funny. It seems like you're watching a display. Working in a party is probably something I'd prefer to attending one namely because for one, there's no need to worry about your outfit/appearance. The ridiculously loud music, the overfriendly half drunk people who look like they're about to collapse on you as they order their 142th glass of champagne, all this will smoking their 423rd cigarette.

Nahhh... so not something I'd enjoy unless I too were intoxicated to begin with.

I feel lousy... =(

*Pouts the xiangwei pout*

It's going to be 2008 and I don't feel a thing because of the lack of school. I miss the first days of schools for my past 12 years of formal education, every year, the first day of school is filled with anticipation of potentials to be fulfilled and expectations to be set. The first day of school I liked the most was the first day of Sec 4, I felt as if I owned the school as I re-stepped through the gates of my puny neighbourhood school, knowing that it would be the last and feeling as 'dua pai' as ever. Looking at the lower sec students and the annoying sec 3s (I somehow detested that batch of students) and sneering at their little miniscule brains. Haha... All right I'm not THAT mean.

Now that my years of education are over, it seems that new year has lost it's meaning. What's a new year when you're still stuck in the same job or doing that same thing? There no longer is a major change to emphasise or add to the significance of a NEW year, because there's nothing NEW! Even Uni life would be such a bore because you're still in the same year even though it's a new year. HAHA, I bet you didn't understand that. The former year refers to the academic year while the latter refers to the calender year. Hope that helped.

I hate chemistry. Gah...

Oh well, happy new year people! I'll be counting down in a mosquito infested place, not to mention smoke saturated as well.

Real Music

This is what I call real music. An entire orchestra just expressing the song as it should be and the vocalists putting in the emotions and expressions. Everytime my sister and I watch this video, we get all soft and swept away, Nothing can compare to the nostalgia of a good Disney movie such as Aladdin. I must say Enchanted is the closest Disney has ever gone to creating classics. It's the whole orchestra thing.

I just love Lea Salonga! Now that's what I call a voice!

*cough cough*

Wah lao... I inhale so much second hand smoke, I bet I emit smoke when I talk now. My nose becomes runny and my eyes get teary, I bet the other staff think I kena bullied by manager, so not glam.

Smoke smoke smoke, as if Indonesia not enough fires.

Oh yes, I admit, I gave in and got a facebook account. And I still can't believe almost ALL of my friends already have accounts. Even cave dwelling loser oily, (HAH) however I still find it cluttered and confusing. I'm sticking to good ole friendster (sad thing is no one else is).

Mewwy Cwismas!!

Thanks guys for all your funny and retarded tags, I think even the dead would laugh if they read the comments left by you people! Sorry I've been mia, I haven't been angsty for the entire period that I didn't blog la, just really busy with the christmas season! I kinda got a little lazy to blog, but decided I better before people assume that I've killed myself/ killed someone and gone to jail. So... I'm NOT DEAD! haha....

I'm employed! =) I hope it stays that way though.

Have you guys seen What I like About You? It's a comedy series starring Amanda Bynes about 2 really flitty airheaded sisters. But they're not the clear cut Ashlee/Jessica Simpson bimbo blondes, they just happen to make really airheaded comments sometimes. It's hilarious, probably the only show that's my pick-me-up. Yay Yootube!

Ok I think this post sounds a little confusing and disoriented, it feels so to me probabaly because I just woke up. I actually played mahjong the whole night. WAH. And as most of you guys who play with me would know, mahjong sessions never go without jokes about my inadequacy in the Chinese language leading to stupid mistakes I make during the game. I got 2 huas, a cat and chicken, and naturally said to my friends, cat eat chicken right? Which is correct la! Which cat doesnt eat chicken! Ok nevermind, I shall not be inconsiderate to the mahjong-blur people.

Merry Christmas!

Oh man, I feel woozy

And look! It's our cute little muffin friend Ambert! Don't you think it looks like him? ( for those who have no idea who that is, he kinda really looks like this fella)

Bah.

You know how irritating some blogs can get where they give fragments whose meanings are only known by the writer? How inconsiderate and attention seeking! I shall do the same.

I hate this game (Must put in italics one)

Bah. I'm being grumpy angsty and emo. There come phases in life where you refuse to see the good in anything and insist stubbornly on torturing yourself with the less nice bits. It's silly, irrational and rarely gets nothing but harm done. And as a person who tries to see the logic in rationalises almost everything, it sucks even more. But I insist on doing so because it's these things I find which make you grow, and it's theraputic. Somehow the image of a perpetually happy clappy person who skips around all day round seems delusional, idealistic and very much like an airhead. There some days where you simply want to let the inner bitch out, I feel that she makes me write better. You know there are classes in France on How to be a Bitch.

Argh!

Step on my toes and you die.

Mish Mash

This is going to be a post of several random things, probably because I can't really gather my thoughts. And also becasue I've taken quite a bit of photos with my phone.

Malaysia was great, though I probably eroded an inch off my feet through walking so much. I think I'm now shorter. Besides the point that I walked and walked, I saw and actually fiddled with an iPhone! A real iPhone! It was pretty boring without wifi, but it looked and felt wonderful!

And of course who can go to Malaysia without eating at the all time Singaporean/touristy favourite, A&W! Courtesy of Roger who so generously used a quarter of the fuel tank just to bring me/get lost around Malaysia. Yes, I know that's the only way to find your way, haha... But it was real fun with no gah-ment in the car. Look they even keep using the glass mug!As I said this would be random, here's a cute cartoon Nat sent me, it's a really adorable and slightly sadistic series, but it's hilarious! =)And I discovered today thatI've spent about $100 on AC T shirts. Here's the collection to show for my loyalty.

Sudden realisation

It suddenly occured to me that I'm actually having my holidays! WOW. I've decided, much to my mum's delight, to take a gap year. Meaning that I'll go into Uni a year later. Mainly because I would like to try out working in my field of interest - special education, and partially because I feel taht my grades are most likely to suck. So that's my update on my future, now for my update on my current situation.

I've been reading 2 very contrasting books concurrently, Dawkin's 'The God Delusion', and Bill Hybel's 'Becoming a Contagious Christian'.

(This photo isn't mine btw, I just got it off the net)

I admit it does get a little confusing sometimes, not only are their main points starkingly different, the tone in which both books are written are poles apart as well. As much as I see and sometimes agree with Dawkin's point, I can't stand the arrogant, cynical and snide tone he takes when writing. I believe that you can make your point just as well, if not better, without taking a hint of sarcasm. There's no need for it, I find it uncalled for and slightly unproffesional. But let's face it, Hybel's style isn't exactly the Queen's definition of proper either. It's very American and informal, and can get a little..weird sometimes.

Yuck, I'm actually reviewing books, *gasp!*

Anyways on a lighter note, you guys HAVE to watch this video! I've never seen such a giet cat!

http://www.maniacworld.com/cat-pushes-dog-too-far.html

(I'm rooting for the cat, dogs are dumb!)

Enlightenment!

Not Nirvana just yet, anyways, I came across a stunning revelation on the bus that day, Zeno's paradox is no paradox, it's simply a misinterpreted math question. For those who are clueless to what I'm talking about, here's the paradox

In the paradox of Achilles and the Tortoise, we imagine the Greek hero Achilles in a footrace with the plodding reptile. Because he is such a fast runner, Achilles graciously allows the tortoise a head start of a hundred feet. If we suppose that each racer starts running at some constant speed (one very fast and one very slow), then after some finite time, Achilles will have run a hundred feet, bringing him to the tortoise's starting point; during this time, the tortoise has "run" a (much shorter) distance, say one foot. It will then take Achilles some further period of time to run that distance, in which said period the tortoise will advance farther; and then another period of time to reach this third point, while the tortoise moves ahead. Thus, whenever Achilles reaches somewhere the tortoise has been, he still has farther to go. Therefore, Zeno says, swift Achilles can never overtake the tortoise. Thus, while common sense and common experience would hold that one runner can catch another, according to the above argument, he cannot; this is the paradox.

Here's a similar old timer question that bugged me for ages and bugged yanwen for even longer.

3 people eat at a restaurant and the bill comes up to $30, so each pay $10 to the waiter. The manager decides to give a discount and returns $5. However, the waiter decides to keep $2 for himself and returns $3 to the customers (by giving each a dollar). Each of them has now paid $9 each right? 3 x 9 = 27, and 27 plu the 2 dollars with the waiter is $29. What happened to the missing dollar?

Go figure. I know all your brains are rusting after exams.