I want to blog

But I am too tired.
And lazy.
I want to sleep liao, cannot blog properly.
Later write "half-cooked" entries...

Later.....
Good nite, and oh yes...
Happy Birthday to me~~!!

Dim Sum Lunch

Had Dim Sum for lunch today.
Here's the proof:


Special occasion: My birthday.
No lah, my birthday wasn't till Saturday.
Well, this bunch of busy people thought they might celebrate it with me today first.
Soooo sweet! Muacks!! Muacks!!
Especially big kisses for Zachary and Fook Mun, the only thorns among the roses.

Dim Sum Dollies?? Yikes! Who is the geeky girl behind them?
From left: Eunice, Catherine, Gwen, me (Lao Fu Zi, wahahahaha~~), and Lilian.
Lilian, dun worry so much. You look pretty in the photo, unlike the geek behind you...
See, no photoshop needed. Save me trouble too~~

The geek with a fairy~~~
Su Peng and me.

To see the whole set of photos, click here.

My first movie date

He was waiting at the bus stop.
We were supposed to meet up at the interchange.
But he was already sitting there, at the bus stop across the street, waiting.
We waited for the next bus that will take us to the interchange.
Then we will catch another bus to the cinema.
We decided on the bus ride, not train ride, as we were sure to get seats on the bus.
Plus the journey is probably a bit longer.
We still have some time before the show starts.

The journey in the bus was quite uneventful.
We talked about work.
His work, my work... Safe stuff.

In the blink of an eye, we reached the cinema.
He went to get the tickets.
I bought drinks.
We went in, and looked for our seats.
Trailers were on... Dunno what movies.
We sat down.

The lights dimmed.
I was more conscious of him beside me, than what was showing on the big screen.
I don't even remember what movie was on.
All his little movements, the way he positioned his arms on the arm rest,
(We were not touching.)
His breathing, steadily drawing in breath,
His chest was moving up and down in tune with his breathing,
His eyes were actually trained on the big screen, reflection can be seen on his glasses,
His legs, clad in jeans, were open, but not widely, and later,
How he tried to stretch his legs while not hitting the seat in front.

We shared the drink.
That was the only thing I distinctly remember.
Drinking Coke.
I hate Coke.
And the cinema smelled like popcorn, soiled carpet and cheap perfume.
The air-con. It was freezing... I was rubbing my bare arms.
He said, "Cold?"
I just nodded and smiled.
He smiled back.
I was half-expecting him to put his arms around my shoulders, but he didn't.

All too soon, the lights came on again.
I was a little dazed, not really accustomed to the sudden lights.
He asked, "Hungry? Ready to go?"
I nodded. He got up and gestured me to the edge of the rows of seats.
My legs were numb from sitting for so long, so I was a bit unsteady when I reached the stairs.
Besides, I wasn't seeing very well, because of the lights, or lack of it.
Suddenly, I felt his big hand behind my small back, guiding me down the stairs.
I felt a hot gush from the spot his hand laid on my back.

We then make our way to a fast food restaurant.
I was hungry, very hungry.
In fact, my stomach was growling so much, I think he must have heard it.
It was so embarrassing.
He ordered; He asked me what I wanted, I replied anything, but no coke... Haha...
I only remembered munching the food, and discussing about the movie.
Between bites, I only managed, "Har, izzit?", "Ya lor, very funny, hor...", "Really? I didn't catch it..."
Of course I didn't catch it, I was too busy noticing him!!

He saw me home to my door.
I didn't invite him in. Why?
1. Dad was sleeping in the living room.
2. On a first date??!? Nevermind.

We said our goodbyes and he stood in the corridor waiting for me to lock the door.
Later, he called me from the bus-stop to wish me good night.
Owwww~~~ So sweet.

I was so happy as I smiled myself to sleep that night.

100th post

Hee...

100 posts is what I saw on the dashboard of Blogger Home.
Wow~~! I dun believe I have written so many things...
Like a soccer player scoring his 100th goal.

Yipee~~!

--> This entry will be my 101th post on this blog!

Good citizen / girl

Yesterday.
I went reluctantly to the Post Office to pay my taxes.
No, I did not use the Giro thingy.
I pay the full amount, one shot, the whole thing. No Oh-tang.
Geez... Big hole in my pocket.
See? I good citizen or not?
Always pay my taxes on time.
BTW, is it just me, or I am paying more this year?
When I complained about the rising amount,
Daddy said, "Good, I want to see the amount increasing, it shows you are earning more!"
H*ll, you are not the one paying...!!
You also complain about the electricity bill, water bill, phone bill what!!!
(My dad pays those.)
Better not let the IRAS hear this.

Went shopping afterwards.
I was looking for a TRIBAND mobile phone WITHOUT camera.
Why?
We are not allowed to take cameras to our workplace.
Security issues.
Don't ask.

So, as a good girl I always is,
I dutifully went to look for a mobile phone that meets my requirements.
Of course, being Singaporean, the phone has to be cheap and good too.
Where to find?
I dunno.
There is NOKIA 3120, I think,
Which is a triband phone, without camera, and $0 upgrade.
Great! I found it. I want.
I dun like phones that need to be "open up" and "close up", like those cute cute samsung phones.
True, they are smaller in size, but I dun like it. Period.

So, I asked for one.

"Miss, that phone is currently out of stock."

*__*

"Is new stock coming in soon?" I asked.

"Let me check," my ever friendly attentant said, as she typed feverishly on the keyboard, and peered at the monitor screen.

"I dun think so, as that model is coming to the end of line soon. Sorry miss."

*__*

So disappointed! After making up my mind, I never get what I want.
Perhaps I had waited too long.
That phone has been around for like... One year, and it is "end of line"?
D*mn, they churned out phones faster that you can say "Moo~~!"
Neh-mind. I give up.

I am not going to buy another phone, until my current one (which is a 6610, minus the "i", ok? No camera!)
Decides to retire, or beg to be buried.
A-men.

Blogsphere

A lot has happened in the past week.

Someone organises a party.
Someone turns up at the party.
Someone takes photo with someone at the party.
Someone turns naughty with someone, takes photo together at the party.
Someone posts photo on blogsphere.
Someone feels offended, lashes it out on blogsphere.
Someone's blogs and emails were hacked into.
Someone's birthday came and went.
Someone replaces the original entry with a hilarious one.
Someone publicly apologise on blogsphere.

Dun quite understand? Neh-mind.
You are probably new to local blogsphere anyway.
I am quite a newbie myself.
It is just that I started reading other peoples' blogs more often now.
Man, there are funny ones, bitchy ones, boring ones, girly ones, sexy ones...
Now, popular ones... They are in a different league altogether.
What they wrote in their blogs are so widely read that they attract the most attention.
Some like it, some don't.
Some lashes it out in their blogs, some...
Well, chooses the shred machine way.

I hope to be as neutral as possible.
I blog for entertainment.
I read other peoples' blogs for entertainment.
That's it. Simple as that.

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Nibbles

The only certain way to reduce the cost of living is to drop dead.
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Noooo!

Just checked the Toto results...
There goes my Beetle.

Today's newspapers

I read today's newspapers with anticipation
Reports on the 1st Singapore Bloggers Conference.
The report describes it as a letdown.
I dun know, I didn't go.
Why? Me busy, busy, busily lazy...
Muahahahaha...
A funny thing too...
Singaporeans seemed to be better expressing themselves with pen and paper (in this case, keyboard and internet)
They are so shy when faced with each other.
Or so it was reported. I didn't go, remember??
So, can anyone tell me whether the sarong party girl turned up or not?

The newspapers also awarded some of the bloggers:
Sexiest, youngest, oldest (???), hunkiest (Mmm... but a tad young, hor?), greediest (you sure that is an award??)
Man, they have too many prize dun know who to give izzit?
Kidding, kidding~~~ Kidding only ok?
In case any of those hot-headed bloggers who did (or did not) win an award at the conference is reading this.
In order to be inline with the gah-men campaigns, they should give away awards for best written English, most easily understandable blog, least usage of the four-lettered words, etc...

Neh-mind. Next year's event will be better.
There will be a 2nd bloggers conference, right?
Soooo looking forward to it.
* Mentally putting a note in my mental next year's calender.

I flipped a few more pages of newspapers.
The results for the ST anniversary draw are out.
The mysterious place is Marina Cove.
That's where the Mazda 6 is.
And a particular hardworking and very very lucky lady won it.
So more, she just bought a red Mazda 3 two weeks ago!!

Gosh, you have to flip through every inch of the newspaper to find those tiny pesky letters.
Not one day lei, 15 days worth of newspapers.
Then you have to cut them out and paste them in order to form a riddle.
Then you have to solve the riddle.
You see, hardworking or not???

Then when you guess the location correctly, you have to go down to the place,
And drop your form in the lucky draw box.
It is reported that the place is jammed with cars.
See? So many people, and she won it. Lucky or not??

Envy. Envy, envy envy...
Mazda 6 lei... Dear Gor, where are you?
I miss your car!!!

What I really want??!?

My birthday is coming.
Friends and colleagues ask me what I want for my birthday present.
And I had promised them I'd write a list. Wahahahaha...
Mmm... Licking my lips...
What do I asked for?
Things that will cause my friends to be bankrupt?
Wahahahaha!!

Ready? Here is goes...

1. A brand new VW New Beetle, 1.6L cool cyber green vehicle.


It has to be new, and it has to be green. Not silver, blue or red. GREEN!
Also not one of those scale models you see in the display cases, I had enough of those.
2.0L one would be nice, but I dun need that kind of power on Singapore roads.
Complete with road tax, insurance and parking, please.
Free petrol for a year will be good too!

2. All expenses paid trip for two to Disneyland, USA.

Picture taken from http://disneyland.disney.go.com

You dun think I'd be going alone, right?
I may even pick one of you to accompany me.
I pick USA, because that's where Mickey Mouse is born.
France, Japan, Hong Kong or anywhere else, are all imitations.
Right now I can only see Mickey's house in pictures...

3. An Omega watch.

Picture taken from http://www.omega.ch

Oh, I gotta have it.
A real dress watch.
Plain, simple and nice.
I like this particular one because Cindy Crawford looks gorgeous with it.
Well, hers is a gold one with diamonds bezel.
See, I very kind to you, right? Only asking for a stainless steel one with NO diamonds.

4. A dinner date with Pierce Brosnan.

Picture taken from http://movies.yahoo.com

Oh man, is he dreamy or what?
I love him as Remington Steele, and then as James Bond.
I will love him more if he is my dinner date!
Oh yes, he has to pay for everything, alright?
And he has to pick me up and take me home, ok?

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Thank you very much, my friends and colleagues,
Thank you for remembering my birthday.
I never had so much fun blogging, especially this entry.
And I especailly searched the web for this pictures.
I hope you had as much fun reading it as I had writing it.
Don't bother getting me the car, or the trip, or the watch...
Although a date with a drop-dead gorgeous man would be nice... :-)

Promotion

Not milk powder, silly.
Me. I am promoted to Engineer.
It's offficial, I received the letter today.
After 12 long years, finally, a diploma holder like me reached the ranks of entry level degree holders.
And I have a huge, big, enormous increment of
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6%.
That's not all. I had 3 days of my leave cut as well.
Sad, but true. I should have made a lot more noise when my boss handed me the letter.
The increment is not enough to even cover my laptop instalment...
Haiz~~ Just don't ask.
Boo-hoo... So Daddy's girl is running back to her daddy again.
Daddy, your sponsorship still stands, hor?

Looking back, think I had quite a rotten year.
Work is not smooth-sailing...
I banged up a car during my first driving test...
Now, I get lesser increment than other people in previous years.
Just my luck.

Moving on to other things.
The hottest commodity in the market now is peanuts.
Everybody is talking about peanuts.
Peanuts, peanuts, peanuts...
Some even made comparisons between peanuts and sesame.
Geez, money really makes the world go round.
Even the little ol' me is complaining increment no enough, how?
Seems like everyone has a secret god in their hearts, money.
Everything seems to be about money.
Right, we can't jolly well go back in time and use stones as currency, right?
They will be too heavy to fit in my nice thin leather purse.
Don't know what I am talking about? Me too. Neh-mind.

Back to the major event today, my promotion.
Dear Gor called me this morning to congratulate me...
He said, "You are an engineer now, eh, cannot ti gong ti siao anymore."
What does he mean by that??
I act blur all the time??
*Pout! I do not!
Ohhh~~~ Shoot!
Even with only 6%, and 3 days less leave, I will still do my best not to let my boss down.
(Wah, so noble, real or not??)
Wahahahahahahaha!!!

Anyway, congratulations to Gor and KT.
They are also promoted too.
Well done!!

Somebody told me today

你已经长大了。
Somehow it strike a chord in me.
The last time someone said the exact same words to me was, like centuries ago,
When Dad started working.
I was harping about nobody fetching me to and from school.
I was only 8 or 9 years old then.
We needed the money... And there was Adrain Lim in my neighbourhood.
(As you might recall, Adrain is the physco who killed 2 children and tossed one of them in a suitcase, and the other under a tree, naked.)

Anyway, I have to improve.
I will do better.
I will act my age. :-P
So? I will still do what I like. Who cares?

My horoscope today:
"Stop pretending you dun know how charming you've been.
You know exactly how it's affecting others.
Your mission is to hold back as much as possible, as you will also know you'll be taking prisoners under unfair conditions."
?????
Har? Obviously I am not as charming as the guy will appeared on the front page of every major newspaper in Singapore.
Yup, the person of XX charity, with XX tap in XX bathroom, taking a XX salary and XX months of bonus.
EVERYBODY is talking about him and his charity...
Wah! Free advertisement lei...
Dun get me wrong, I am NOT jealous.
Just that I have nothing much to say...
I just dun believe much in charities.
(Probably, I am sore about not getting any, when I needed it.)
And I have never dialed a 1900 number before...
I didn't give a single cent to the 'cause'.
H*ll, I can't even feed myself... Charity??

I had a lousy day in the office.
Guess everybody else felt it.
Everything is just not going well.
Well, now that I am already grown up,
I must learn to solve problems, and not give problems.
So easy to say, so difficult to do.
Big brother, sister, uncle, auntie, ANYBODY? Help!!!

Simcity 4 Screenshots

Sunday afternoon.
I am playing my brand new PC game, enjoying myself tremendously.
I get to play Mayor (read : GOD).
Heehee... I create mountains and valleys, trees and animals.
Like, that is not enough.
I get to dictate where my Sims work, live, play...
* Sims are the tiny little characters in the game.


Busy Flea Markets.
This is a low-density commerical area. Busy, busy...
Notices the Sims walking around aimlessly.
Oh dear, better create something better for them to do...
To the Sims (In my most authoritative voice) : Go read books in the library!!
--> By reading, adult Sims will increase their education and find better jobs.
Right, only happen in simulation.

Honest Carrie's Used Cars.
Well, from the name, you know that Carrie isn't very honest at all.
Anyhow, it's the Sims that will get cheated, not me. Wahahaha!!

Sombody's Backyard - Crime Scene!!
I am scrolling thru the city, and come across this.
There is no such thing in SC3K, so this is new to me, and refreshing!
The reason there is a crime scene is that Mayor, GOD (Ahem, that's me...) simply refuse to build a police station in the city!
Wonder who got killed??!!?

Jez Knight Acres.
I have a pleasant surprise when I zoned a piece of land for agriculture.
This cute little moo-moo farm appears!!

Long live Mayor Fiona!!