Doesn't come across as being edible to me....
Sunday, November 12, 2006
Thursday, November 09, 2006
A. Bourdain
Anthony Bourdain - is he ever coming back down here?
Look at that! Are you envious? Are you?!
Well, I sure am.
Anthony signed THREE of his books and DREW his trademark skull/chef tattoo-embelm on the coat!
This Dylan fella sure is one lucky guy.
He appeared on an episode on the 3rd season of No Reservations, hokay.
Check out his experience on Eat,Drink&BeMerry.
Reading the comments to his post, I was like, "Ditto! Yeah... Ditto that one too!"
I don't understand this: Why pixelate his face when he's gonna appear on national television anyway?
It that was me with Anthony Bourdain right there, I'm sure I would have spoken some sort of gibberish that WILL have the word, "Gastronomical Adventure."
The gibberish is inevitable, what with me having to contain my excitement. But those TWO words are what I have practiced saying over and over, just in case I meet Mr Bourdain himself on the streets (yet another of my fantasy). I MUST say them!
Well, if he come down to Singapore again, that is. Or if I go to the U. S of A. But then again, even other Americans have a hard chance of that happening.... Geez!
Look at that! Are you envious? Are you?!
Well, I sure am.
Anthony signed THREE of his books and DREW his trademark skull/chef tattoo-embelm on the coat!This Dylan fella sure is one lucky guy.
He appeared on an episode on the 3rd season of No Reservations, hokay.
Check out his experience on Eat,Drink&BeMerry.
Reading the comments to his post, I was like, "Ditto! Yeah... Ditto that one too!"
I don't understand this: Why pixelate his face when he's gonna appear on national television anyway?
It that was me with Anthony Bourdain right there, I'm sure I would have spoken some sort of gibberish that WILL have the word, "Gastronomical Adventure."
The gibberish is inevitable, what with me having to contain my excitement. But those TWO words are what I have practiced saying over and over, just in case I meet Mr Bourdain himself on the streets (yet another of my fantasy). I MUST say them!
Well, if he come down to Singapore again, that is. Or if I go to the U. S of A. But then again, even other Americans have a hard chance of that happening.... Geez!
Wednesday, November 08, 2006
Goong (Princess Hours) ending - gripe
Goong (Princess Hours) ending - gripe
Okay, okayyy... Bear with me. This is like the 4th...? 5th...? post on Goong.
I need to let it out of my system.
All those days and days of late nights/early mornings of sleeping at 4++am, watching at least 1 dvd everytime; mind you there're 8 dvds in all - 24 episodes. Most other Korean shows have only 16 episodes, okay?
Anyway, after all that - can't I at least have a more logical ending? Okay okay, reality check - what's so logical about a drama which showed Korea having a non-constitutional monarchy (ala Britain) anyway? But at least give me something that make sense lah!
Don't even mention the story being left hanging. I know that they had expected for the story to continue in Goong II but the way things turn out, they have to totally revamp the story so we're all left with our tongues wagging.
Would so love to list things that I demand an explanation for but it's will only create spoilers for those in Singapore who are still watching the series on Ch U. I shall leave it at that.
I love Chae-Gyeong's dresses. And hair. Everything.
The guys are very, very brave to wear what they wear on that show. Jo Ji Hoon, especially. Polka-dotted shirts? Check. Glaring hues? Check. Ruffles? Check. Ribbons? Check. Bright, tight sweaters? Check.
I know what the sylist had in mind.
Shin (his character) was to be potrayed as a S.N.A.G. Metrosexual. Stylish. I draw a line at the wardrobe worn by Hyun Bin in My Lovely Samsoon.
This...?
It doesn't help that his tall, thin frame made his limbs look almost androgynous.
Look at this.
This pic had one of my guy friends drooling because he thought that it's a sexy lady's back!
And his fingers were to-die-for! For a woman to have, that is.
But the pants he wore in the last episode were the killer, man! My bro and I giggled at the absurdity of the way it's worn. Oh that that uber low-cut top he wore at Bangkok? Puh-Leaseee..!
Oh, I discovered this website which had information regarding the FILMING LOCATIONS of this drama. Good info for those who really thought the sights to be gorgeous and have the moolah to go and visit them.
Tour2Korea.com
The 'Palace' - Duksung University, Unni-dong Campus
The Teddy Bear Museum - where Chae-Gyeong accompanied the Queen Mother to.
Their school is really an arts school - Kaywon High School of Arts
Resort for Lee Yul's Birthday Party - House of the Mind
I really really hope that this is my last post on Goong. This obsession doesn't seem healthy.
Okay, okayyy... Bear with me. This is like the 4th...? 5th...? post on Goong.
I need to let it out of my system.
All those days and days of late nights/early mornings of sleeping at 4++am, watching at least 1 dvd everytime; mind you there're 8 dvds in all - 24 episodes. Most other Korean shows have only 16 episodes, okay?
Anyway, after all that - can't I at least have a more logical ending? Okay okay, reality check - what's so logical about a drama which showed Korea having a non-constitutional monarchy (ala Britain) anyway? But at least give me something that make sense lah!
Don't even mention the story being left hanging. I know that they had expected for the story to continue in Goong II but the way things turn out, they have to totally revamp the story so we're all left with our tongues wagging.
Would so love to list things that I demand an explanation for but it's will only create spoilers for those in Singapore who are still watching the series on Ch U. I shall leave it at that.
I love Chae-Gyeong's dresses. And hair. Everything.
The guys are very, very brave to wear what they wear on that show. Jo Ji Hoon, especially. Polka-dotted shirts? Check. Glaring hues? Check. Ruffles? Check. Ribbons? Check. Bright, tight sweaters? Check.
I know what the sylist had in mind.
Shin (his character) was to be potrayed as a S.N.A.G. Metrosexual. Stylish. I draw a line at the wardrobe worn by Hyun Bin in My Lovely Samsoon.
This...?
It doesn't help that his tall, thin frame made his limbs look almost androgynous.
Look at this.
This pic had one of my guy friends drooling because he thought that it's a sexy lady's back!
And his fingers were to-die-for! For a woman to have, that is.
But the pants he wore in the last episode were the killer, man! My bro and I giggled at the absurdity of the way it's worn. Oh that that uber low-cut top he wore at Bangkok? Puh-Leaseee..!
Oh, I discovered this website which had information regarding the FILMING LOCATIONS of this drama. Good info for those who really thought the sights to be gorgeous and have the moolah to go and visit them.
Tour2Korea.com
The 'Palace' - Duksung University, Unni-dong Campus
The Teddy Bear Museum - where Chae-Gyeong accompanied the Queen Mother to.
Their school is really an arts school - Kaywon High School of Arts
Resort for Lee Yul's Birthday Party - House of the Mind
I really really hope that this is my last post on Goong. This obsession doesn't seem healthy.
goong crazy - family edition
Goong Crazy - family edition
It's crazy; the way this show took control of our lives.
I woke up this morning to the sound of the song, 'Perhaps Love' playing in loops. It sounds strangely like the menu page of the Goong (Princess Hours) dvd. Turns out, my mum was desperately trying to figure out how to play the darn dvd!
What's surprising about that, you ask? Well, my mum NEVER bothered to learn how to use the dvd player (not technologically challenged; more like technologically 'reluctant') and here she was trying to watch one on her own! Her very VERY FIRST attempt! Well, she failed of course. She got the dvd part right but she didn't change the AV channel on the tv.
The past few mornings, either my bro or myself would have played the dvd for her before we left for work. The fact that she couldn't wait for me to wake up shows just how desperate she is to watch the last few episodes. *sigh*
Well that's just my mum. Even the patriarch ain't spared by Chae-Gyeong's cuteness. Personally, I think my dad finds her character adorable.
My mum and I now hoard the main tv because we want to hear the show in Korean, hence my dad had to resort to watching the tv in his room (the main tv used to be his territory after dinner). Now he watched the show with us. You should hear him laugh when it comes to the funny bits. He love it, I tell you! Muakakaka!
And then there's my brother. My 27 year-old elder bro. The same guy who made me watched 3 WHOLE episodes on the wee hours of that particular weekday morning when his shift starts a mere 4 hours later.
The same guy who's watched the ending THRICE. Once, when he can't hold back his curiousity and watched the last episode straight away. Then 2 days ago, he continued watching from where I stopped at the 22nd episode. And yesterday, he was also there when I FINALLY watched the ending. And he never got tired of it.
2 nights ago, he game back and handed me a Poh Kim plastic bag. I looked inside and saw the Goong Original Soundtrack. Yes sir. My bro bought that.
He told me that the video shop near his workplace played the songs over and over and he can't resist purchasing it. I told him that I got all the songs on my mp3 player. He told me that he would like to watch the VIDEO CLIPS when I had already returned the dvds back to my cousin. Okayyyyy......
Well, that's 2 nights ago.
Yesterday, he told me that he's gonna buy the dvd himself. And take a day's leave to watch ALL EIGHT of them at one go. *faints*
Somebody save him. Please.
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Anyhoo. Saw this pic of Joo Ji Hoon (Lee Shin) & Song Ji Hyo (Min Hyo-Rin) outside of Princess Hours. They look good together, eh?
No, they're not a couple. Just some modelling shots.
It's crazy; the way this show took control of our lives.
I woke up this morning to the sound of the song, 'Perhaps Love' playing in loops. It sounds strangely like the menu page of the Goong (Princess Hours) dvd. Turns out, my mum was desperately trying to figure out how to play the darn dvd!
What's surprising about that, you ask? Well, my mum NEVER bothered to learn how to use the dvd player (not technologically challenged; more like technologically 'reluctant') and here she was trying to watch one on her own! Her very VERY FIRST attempt! Well, she failed of course. She got the dvd part right but she didn't change the AV channel on the tv.
The past few mornings, either my bro or myself would have played the dvd for her before we left for work. The fact that she couldn't wait for me to wake up shows just how desperate she is to watch the last few episodes. *sigh*
Well that's just my mum. Even the patriarch ain't spared by Chae-Gyeong's cuteness. Personally, I think my dad finds her character adorable.
My mum and I now hoard the main tv because we want to hear the show in Korean, hence my dad had to resort to watching the tv in his room (the main tv used to be his territory after dinner). Now he watched the show with us. You should hear him laugh when it comes to the funny bits. He love it, I tell you! Muakakaka!
And then there's my brother. My 27 year-old elder bro. The same guy who made me watched 3 WHOLE episodes on the wee hours of that particular weekday morning when his shift starts a mere 4 hours later.
The same guy who's watched the ending THRICE. Once, when he can't hold back his curiousity and watched the last episode straight away. Then 2 days ago, he continued watching from where I stopped at the 22nd episode. And yesterday, he was also there when I FINALLY watched the ending. And he never got tired of it.
2 nights ago, he game back and handed me a Poh Kim plastic bag. I looked inside and saw the Goong Original Soundtrack. Yes sir. My bro bought that.
He told me that the video shop near his workplace played the songs over and over and he can't resist purchasing it. I told him that I got all the songs on my mp3 player. He told me that he would like to watch the VIDEO CLIPS when I had already returned the dvds back to my cousin. Okayyyyy......
Well, that's 2 nights ago.
Yesterday, he told me that he's gonna buy the dvd himself. And take a day's leave to watch ALL EIGHT of them at one go. *faints*
Somebody save him. Please.
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Anyhoo. Saw this pic of Joo Ji Hoon (Lee Shin) & Song Ji Hyo (Min Hyo-Rin) outside of Princess Hours. They look good together, eh?
No, they're not a couple. Just some modelling shots.
Friday, November 03, 2006
instincts
instinct at work.. good job!
When my masseuse called yesterday to confirm the massage appointment for this evening, my heart kinda' sank.
You know when you feel somewhat reluctant to go for something? Yeap, something like that. So I didn't pick up the phone. Then I asked my collegue an absurd question, "You think we have to overtime tomorrow?"
She was taken by surprise. I myself am surprised. Right now the workload ain't much and the mentioned tomorrow is Friday. Who the heck wanna OT on a Friday?
But I had the appointment pushed to another date anyway. Just don't feel too good.
Look at the time now. . .
Past 9pm and still in the office. Sheesh..!
When my masseuse called yesterday to confirm the massage appointment for this evening, my heart kinda' sank.
You know when you feel somewhat reluctant to go for something? Yeap, something like that. So I didn't pick up the phone. Then I asked my collegue an absurd question, "You think we have to overtime tomorrow?"
She was taken by surprise. I myself am surprised. Right now the workload ain't much and the mentioned tomorrow is Friday. Who the heck wanna OT on a Friday?
But I had the appointment pushed to another date anyway. Just don't feel too good.
Look at the time now. . .
Past 9pm and still in the office. Sheesh..!
Thursday, November 02, 2006
Project Storybook
Project Storybook
Mercy Relief is embarking on it's latest humanitarian effort to collect and send english story books (of all ages esp. children) to help out a local South Lebanese community library. As you would recall, South Lebanon was the scene of a devastating war between Israel and Hizbollah forces.
We are starting an appeal for the collection of books from 1 nov to 5 Nov. We hope you could be involved with this engagement by donating a book and also to deseminate this info to your friends and contacts
Date of Collection : 1 nov ( wed) to 3 nov ( friday) 11am to 6pm. 4 nov ( sat) to 5 nov ( sun) 11am to 3pm.
Venue : Mercy Relief office at 11 keng cheow street, Riverside Piazza, #04-10.
Nearest MRT Station : Clarke Quay
Landmark : Ministry of Manpower ( Riverside Piazza is next lane to it)
Tel : 6514 6320
Mercy Relief is embarking on it's latest humanitarian effort to collect and send english story books (of all ages esp. children) to help out a local South Lebanese community library. As you would recall, South Lebanon was the scene of a devastating war between Israel and Hizbollah forces.
We are starting an appeal for the collection of books from 1 nov to 5 Nov. We hope you could be involved with this engagement by donating a book and also to deseminate this info to your friends and contacts
Date of Collection : 1 nov ( wed) to 3 nov ( friday) 11am to 6pm. 4 nov ( sat) to 5 nov ( sun) 11am to 3pm.
Venue : Mercy Relief office at 11 keng cheow street, Riverside Piazza, #04-10.
Nearest MRT Station : Clarke Quay
Landmark : Ministry of Manpower ( Riverside Piazza is next lane to it)
Tel : 6514 6320
Wednesday, November 01, 2006
Light A Million Candles
Light A Million Candles
The innocent victims of Internet child abuse cannot speak for themselves.
But you can.
With your help, we can eradicate this evil trade.
We do not need your money.
We need you to light a candle of support.
We're aiming to light at least One Million Candles by December 31, 2006.
This petition will be used to encourage governments, politicians, financial institutions, payment organisations, Internet service providers, technology companies and law enforcement agencies to eradicate the commercial viability of online child abuse.
They have the power to work together. You have the power to get them to take action.
Please light your candle at lightamillioncandles.comor send an email of support to light@lightamillioncandles.com.
Together, we can destroy the commercial viability of Internet child abuse sites that are destroying the lives of innocent children.
Kindly inform your friends, relatives and work colleagues so that they can light a candle too.
The innocent victims of Internet child abuse cannot speak for themselves.
But you can.
With your help, we can eradicate this evil trade.
We do not need your money.
We need you to light a candle of support
We're aiming to light at least One Million Candles by December 31, 2006.
This petition will be used to encourage governments, politicians, financial institutions, payment organisations, Internet service providers, technology companies and law enforcement agencies to eradicate the commercial viability of online child abuse.
They have the power to work together. You have the power to get them to take action.
Please light your candle at lightamillioncandles.com
Together, we can destroy the commercial viability of Internet child abuse sites that are destroying the lives of innocent children.
Kindly inform your friends, relatives and work colleagues so that they can light a candle too.
post-raya
hallo
Raya has been tiring, no?
Tiring for the pockets too. Got my pay early and it deplete even earlier. To think that November just began today. My bank statement makes me think that it's already the 15th. Sheesh!
This year Raya was right smack in the middle of the week and it felt totally weird, when thinking I have yet to go to the homes of my closest relatives.
Weekend had been about welcoming guests to the home, albeit sneaking out early that Sunday morning and rushing back when my relatives insist on coming down when we're still out visiting.
Saturday was really draining. My mum & I managed to meet our masseuse for our massage appointments early that morning; to ease out the exhaustion from Hari Raya and prepare us for the impending crowd later in the day. My dad had fretted, aghast that we're still going to the spa despite expecting visitors.
I know that he's just scared about having to deal with the guests alone. Must have stressed him out terribly. He hit the sack right after we came back. Poor him.
Oh yeah. That Saturday was also soccer-nite. And I have the big tv not unlike the ones at sports bars. So the earlier guests (especially the men) refused to budge while other families kept coming. So my flat was reminiscent of a can of sardines. Free-flowing drinks, jars of snacks & nuts and a big tv. Makes for a good soccer night doesn't it?
And ALL left at the same time. Almost midnight, when the Man U match was FINALLY over. Imagine the queue of kids lining up before my mum, expecting the $$$.... Tsk. But it was fun. We didn't even clean up the mess that night. The whole family was dead-beat.
I think I'm allergic to heat. I mean, I sweat wayyyyy too easily in this climate. That weekend, whenever the anxiety of dealing with the visitors got to me I just snuck into the room and face the fan. Gotta recharge!
I melt in the heat yet I can't stand cold temperatures. How to move to New Zealand like that? Cheyyy...
And my bro is back to his weird ways. He was supposed to collect the car at 1pm yesterday (his off day) after servicing. But he pushed it to the next hour. Then the next AND next. Then he rushed to take a cab to get the car at FOUR pm.
Why?
Cos' he got too engrossed watching THIS:
He watched FOUR dvds of that show yesterday, hokay! Well, that's because I have yet to collect the remaining four from my cousin. And HE'S the one making plans for me to fetch him today just so we can go over to my cousin's to get the remaining dvds. Cos' he wanna watch the rest of the show pronto.
And I tot' I was the one crazy bout' the show.
BTW, despite watching the DVD version, that goondoo brother of mine forgot to on the subtitles. I dunno how he actually tolerated watching 5 hours of Korean drama without subtitles. Geez!
Raya has been tiring, no?
Tiring for the pockets too. Got my pay early and it deplete even earlier. To think that November just began today. My bank statement makes me think that it's already the 15th. Sheesh!
This year Raya was right smack in the middle of the week and it felt totally weird, when thinking I have yet to go to the homes of my closest relatives.
Weekend had been about welcoming guests to the home, albeit sneaking out early that Sunday morning and rushing back when my relatives insist on coming down when we're still out visiting.
Saturday was really draining. My mum & I managed to meet our masseuse for our massage appointments early that morning; to ease out the exhaustion from Hari Raya and prepare us for the impending crowd later in the day. My dad had fretted, aghast that we're still going to the spa despite expecting visitors.
I know that he's just scared about having to deal with the guests alone. Must have stressed him out terribly. He hit the sack right after we came back. Poor him.
Oh yeah. That Saturday was also soccer-nite. And I have the big tv not unlike the ones at sports bars. So the earlier guests (especially the men) refused to budge while other families kept coming. So my flat was reminiscent of a can of sardines. Free-flowing drinks, jars of snacks & nuts and a big tv. Makes for a good soccer night doesn't it?
And ALL left at the same time. Almost midnight, when the Man U match was FINALLY over. Imagine the queue of kids lining up before my mum, expecting the $$$.... Tsk. But it was fun. We didn't even clean up the mess that night. The whole family was dead-beat.
I think I'm allergic to heat. I mean, I sweat wayyyyy too easily in this climate. That weekend, whenever the anxiety of dealing with the visitors got to me I just snuck into the room and face the fan. Gotta recharge!
I melt in the heat yet I can't stand cold temperatures. How to move to New Zealand like that? Cheyyy...
And my bro is back to his weird ways. He was supposed to collect the car at 1pm yesterday (his off day) after servicing. But he pushed it to the next hour. Then the next AND next. Then he rushed to take a cab to get the car at FOUR pm.
Why?
Cos' he got too engrossed watching THIS:
My 27 year-old elder brother procrastinated collecting the car because he was into Princess Hours! He claimed that the actress is cute. Har!
He watched FOUR dvds of that show yesterday, hokay! Well, that's because I have yet to collect the remaining four from my cousin. And HE'S the one making plans for me to fetch him today just so we can go over to my cousin's to get the remaining dvds. Cos' he wanna watch the rest of the show pronto.
And I tot' I was the one crazy bout' the show.
BTW, despite watching the DVD version, that goondoo brother of mine forgot to on the subtitles. I dunno how he actually tolerated watching 5 hours of Korean drama without subtitles. Geez!
Tuesday, October 31, 2006
k-pop
k-pop mania
No thanks to all those Korean dramas that I've been watching, I recently dumped out 1/2 of my English songs collection in my mp3 player.
To make way for my new stash of k-pop songs. Yes honey, I'm talking about KOREAN songs.
I am now snubbing English songs for the Korean drama OSTs that are currently being played on loop on my player. There are soundtracks from Goong, My Girl, My Lovely Samsoon, Winter Sonata, Full House, Summer Scent etc.
Even the Indonesian pop songs (which I only recently rave about) have taken a back seat.
My message alert tone is the 1st 6secs of the song, "She Is" from the My Lovely Samsoon OST. My ringtone is a track from My Girl OST. My voice mail music is from Goong.
And I'm listening to ShinHwa, Se7en & Rain. Somebody save me!
But knowing myself, I know this phase will pass pretty soon. I get tired of things easily, you see. A tad TOO easily. Even the guys I like change from time to time.
On a totally different note, did anyone listen to Clay Aiken's rendition of 'Withou You'? I simply don't like it. One thing though, I sure hope that his ardent fans aren't a homophobic bunch. Go figure.
No thanks to all those Korean dramas that I've been watching, I recently dumped out 1/2 of my English songs collection in my mp3 player.
To make way for my new stash of k-pop songs. Yes honey, I'm talking about KOREAN songs.
I am now snubbing English songs for the Korean drama OSTs that are currently being played on loop on my player. There are soundtracks from Goong, My Girl, My Lovely Samsoon, Winter Sonata, Full House, Summer Scent etc.
Even the Indonesian pop songs (which I only recently rave about) have taken a back seat.
My message alert tone is the 1st 6secs of the song, "She Is" from the My Lovely Samsoon OST. My ringtone is a track from My Girl OST. My voice mail music is from Goong.
And I'm listening to ShinHwa, Se7en & Rain. Somebody save me!
But knowing myself, I know this phase will pass pretty soon. I get tired of things easily, you see. A tad TOO easily. Even the guys I like change from time to time.
On a totally different note, did anyone listen to Clay Aiken's rendition of 'Withou You'? I simply don't like it. One thing though, I sure hope that his ardent fans aren't a homophobic bunch. Go figure.
Monday, October 30, 2006
Goong 2
Goong 2
All ye Goong (Princess Hours) fans out there, it's official!
Goong II a.k.a Prince Hours (heheh!) with bring forth a whole new cast. Yesh, no more Joo Ji Hoon, Yoon Eun Hye, Kim Jung Hoon & Song Ji Hye. And yes, no more Shin-gun and Chae-kyung. Dun ask me how they get away without finalising the ending... Darn!
Anyway, here's the poster for Goong II.
If you're wondering, "Who's that cutie who takes on the lead role??"
Well, it's Se7en, the other R & B hottie aside from Rain.
For more info, go here:
http://www.goong2.net/
http://www.goong2.com/
All ye Goong (Princess Hours) fans out there, it's official!
Goong II a.k.a Prince Hours (heheh!) with bring forth a whole new cast. Yesh, no more Joo Ji Hoon, Yoon Eun Hye, Kim Jung Hoon & Song Ji Hye. And yes, no more Shin-gun and Chae-kyung. Dun ask me how they get away without finalising the ending... Darn!
Anyway, here's the poster for Goong II.
If you're wondering, "Who's that cutie who takes on the lead role??"
Well, it's Se7en, the other R & B hottie aside from Rain.
For more info, go here:
http://www.goong2.net/
http://www.goong2.com/
Wednesday, October 25, 2006
Hari raya *06
Geez, I missed it... The Raya wishabout'
Miss the great Hari Raya wishing brouhaha. Was sooo busy the past few days. Had to force myself to go shopping last Saturday cos' the mood still have not kicked in then. I tot' Raya wasn't till another week. Got the Monday off and spent it driving around, collecting and sending dishes to my neighbours & relatives.
Raya had been a blast despite one missing cousin who had to work. Tsk.
The weight I lost by fasting the whole month was eventually gained in just ONE day yesterday. Is that any surprise...?
Managed to visit more houses yesterday BUT it comes at a price- we have to miss out my paternal aunt's house. Felt really weird doing something that's not routine.
I felt really silly having gone to work right after Hari Raya. I was the only Malay in the bus to work today and there's no sign of a Malay at the foodcourt near my office. Then again, I'm glad I came (the boss's wife had asked that I clear the whole week!). Betcha' THE BOSS was glad I came. Managed to tie up some (much needed) loose ends.
But tomorrow, when everyone else returns to work, I'm on leave! On Friday too!!! Whee!
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Ok lah.... I shall part with words from the SMS sent by a couple of my friends:
"...Eid Mubarak to u and ur family. May all our ibadah & good deeds be accepted and duly rewarded & may all that we have praticed in this month (of Ramadhan) become a part of our daily routine for the months to come..."
"...Minal 'Aaideen Wal Faizeen Wal Maqbuuleen. Kullu 'Am Wa Ant Bi Khair. Insya Allah. Taqabalallah Minaa Wa Minkum!"
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And from me:
Eid Mubarak! I would like to take this opportunity to apologise for my wrongdoings. Naturally one is not perfect and there are errs that I'm aware and those that I'm not aware of, be it in my conversations or actions. Some may be intentional and some are not.
I know that it's really funny that one should take the opportunity to seek forgiveness only once a year. And goodness knows how sincere one is, when asking for forgiveness or when 'forgiving' someone.
But I guess Sorry Seems To Be The Hardest Word (that's quoting from Elton John's famous ditty), after all. Since we're given the chance to go all out with this virtuous action, might as well get on with it. To make up for those moments when muttering 'sorry' could have saved one from the brief pain of being hurt emotionally when a tactless remark or action was made.
Well, you never know..... Rite?
My fave picture from yesterday.
Miss the great Hari Raya wishing brouhaha. Was sooo busy the past few days. Had to force myself to go shopping last Saturday cos' the mood still have not kicked in then. I tot' Raya wasn't till another week. Got the Monday off and spent it driving around, collecting and sending dishes to my neighbours & relatives.
Raya had been a blast despite one missing cousin who had to work. Tsk.
The weight I lost by fasting the whole month was eventually gained in just ONE day yesterday. Is that any surprise...?
Managed to visit more houses yesterday BUT it comes at a price- we have to miss out my paternal aunt's house. Felt really weird doing something that's not routine.
I felt really silly having gone to work right after Hari Raya. I was the only Malay in the bus to work today and there's no sign of a Malay at the foodcourt near my office. Then again, I'm glad I came (the boss's wife had asked that I clear the whole week!). Betcha' THE BOSS was glad I came. Managed to tie up some (much needed) loose ends.
But tomorrow, when everyone else returns to work, I'm on leave! On Friday too!!! Whee!
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Ok lah.... I shall part with words from the SMS sent by a couple of my friends:
"...Eid Mubarak to u and ur family. May all our ibadah & good deeds be accepted and duly rewarded & may all that we have praticed in this month (of Ramadhan) become a part of our daily routine for the months to come..."
"...Minal 'Aaideen Wal Faizeen Wal Maqbuuleen. Kullu 'Am Wa Ant Bi Khair. Insya Allah. Taqabalallah Minaa Wa Minkum!"
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And from me:
Eid Mubarak! I would like to take this opportunity to apologise for my wrongdoings. Naturally one is not perfect and there are errs that I'm aware and those that I'm not aware of, be it in my conversations or actions. Some may be intentional and some are not.
I know that it's really funny that one should take the opportunity to seek forgiveness only once a year. And goodness knows how sincere one is, when asking for forgiveness or when 'forgiving' someone.
But I guess Sorry Seems To Be The Hardest Word (that's quoting from Elton John's famous ditty), after all. Since we're given the chance to go all out with this virtuous action, might as well get on with it. To make up for those moments when muttering 'sorry' could have saved one from the brief pain of being hurt emotionally when a tactless remark or action was made.
Well, you never know..... Rite?
My fave picture from yesterday.
Saturday, October 21, 2006
Goong crayzee
Goong crayzee....
Many thanks ah, to this show- for bringing out the shallowness in me. ULTIMATE shallowness; as I ogle at Princes and adore the Princess and despise the love rival.
...as I yearn for the lovely dresses and choose between the fabulous hairstyles. And take delight in those horse-ridings and sleek limousines.
Sigh..... Yes, my head are high up amidst the fluffy clouds. Fluffy ROYAL clouds.
And until my dear cousin pass me the DVD, I shall appease myself with the numerous (edited) videos from you tube, for which I kept late nights just to watch over and over.
Somebody help me..!
I think by now, I may already have an idea as to how the story goes BUT all is still not well till I get the friggin' DVD. For which I may end up sleeping at least at 4am EVERYDAY just to finish watching the show pronto. Well, that's what I did with the Samsoon DVD.
I am getting to be as tacky as these pics, or am I not? Rite..? Rite..??
Many thanks ah, to this show- for bringing out the shallowness in me. ULTIMATE shallowness; as I ogle at Princes and adore the Princess and despise the love rival....as I yearn for the lovely dresses and choose between the fabulous hairstyles. And take delight in those horse-ridings and sleek limousines.
Sigh..... Yes, my head are high up amidst the fluffy clouds. Fluffy ROYAL clouds.
And until my dear cousin pass me the DVD, I shall appease myself with the numerous (edited) videos from you tube, for which I kept late nights just to watch over and over.
Somebody help me..!
I think by now, I may already have an idea as to how the story goes BUT all is still not well till I get the friggin' DVD. For which I may end up sleeping at least at 4am EVERYDAY just to finish watching the show pronto. Well, that's what I did with the Samsoon DVD.
I am getting to be as tacky as these pics, or am I not? Rite..? Rite..??
Thursday, October 19, 2006
Ms. SG's experience
Miss Singapore relating her experience:
Turkish Air TK 1476 Hijack
I must have been really backdated; seeing the date that this was blogged was weeks ago. But it was such an interesting read so I decide to put the link here.
Please dun ask me what beauty pageant that she was part of, cos' I really have no idea. Pardon my ignorance.
http://blog.miatan.com/
Excerpts from her blog:
"..I, on the other hand, am surprised that NONE of the local press asked me for a 1st hand account or a timeline of the whole incident!
They asked how we felt, what thoughts went through our mind but no one was really interested in the actual happenings.
So here i am, gonna blog it out.
Coz like i've always said, I AM MY OWN PAPARAZZI and over here, the words come out just the way i would have liked them to be written."
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"...The lights came back on and the guy who claimed to have a health problem told us that we've been hijacked!
Cause the passengers were conversing in Albanian on their phones. Their worried families and relatives had called them after watching the news of the hijack on CNN!!
THE WHOLE WORLD except all of us on board knew we were hijacked!
I called my mom again and she also found out from my sister in the states that we've been jacked!"
Edit: I found out it's Miss Globe International 2006. So there.
Turkish Air TK 1476 Hijack
I must have been really backdated; seeing the date that this was blogged was weeks ago. But it was such an interesting read so I decide to put the link here.
Please dun ask me what beauty pageant that she was part of, cos' I really have no idea. Pardon my ignorance.
http://blog.miatan.com/
Excerpts from her blog:
"..I, on the other hand, am surprised that NONE of the local press asked me for a 1st hand account or a timeline of the whole incident!
They asked how we felt, what thoughts went through our mind but no one was really interested in the actual happenings.
So here i am, gonna blog it out.
Coz like i've always said, I AM MY OWN PAPARAZZI and over here, the words come out just the way i would have liked them to be written."
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"...The lights came back on and the guy who claimed to have a health problem told us that we've been hijacked!
Cause the passengers were conversing in Albanian on their phones. Their worried families and relatives had called them after watching the news of the hijack on CNN!!
THE WHOLE WORLD except all of us on board knew we were hijacked!
I called my mom again and she also found out from my sister in the states that we've been jacked!"
Edit: I found out it's Miss Globe International 2006. So there.
Tuesday, October 17, 2006
kylie's baaack...!
kylie's baaack...!
Anybody watched The Kylie Interview on Ch. V last night? She sure looks all rosy and glowing. Maybe it's the make up but she definitely looks like she is on the right path to recovery.
FYI, she's been undergoing treatment for breast cancer for the past year.
Look at her. Ain't she gorgeousss (say it with an Aussie twang for best effect) ?
Hearing her talk about her loved ones who have been there for her, Paris (her beau's homeland, where she went to recuperate), her treatment, going to Sri Lanka, how different it had been when visiting her favourite charity- a certain children's hospital (specifically those who contract cancer) eversince she contract it herself. Shaving off her golden locks and her first photos since treatment (taken by her inexperienced-photgrapher-of-a-beau, which looked really good, by the way) and also of her upcoming tour (yes she IS continuing with the tour). Then there's the new children book, Showgirl Princess (which looks good enough for ME to purchase it for MYSELF).
Oh, I'm never really a fan of hers. Now, I think I AM.
This interview had been wholesome, inspiring and highly motivational. She had sounded so genuine and the the tears that almost spilled really touched me. She rocks!
And Cat Deely, the interviewer- she looks good, too.
Maybe it's the make-up, lah. Specifically the lip gloss. Did you see that lip gloss?? Man, I need to get one for myself.
Anybody watched The Kylie Interview on Ch. V last night? She sure looks all rosy and glowing. Maybe it's the make up but she definitely looks like she is on the right path to recovery.
FYI, she's been undergoing treatment for breast cancer for the past year.
Look at her. Ain't she gorgeousss (say it with an Aussie twang for best effect) ?
Hearing her talk about her loved ones who have been there for her, Paris (her beau's homeland, where she went to recuperate), her treatment, going to Sri Lanka, how different it had been when visiting her favourite charity- a certain children's hospital (specifically those who contract cancer) eversince she contract it herself. Shaving off her golden locks and her first photos since treatment (taken by her inexperienced-photgrapher-of-a-beau, which looked really good, by the way) and also of her upcoming tour (yes she IS continuing with the tour). Then there's the new children book, Showgirl Princess (which looks good enough for ME to purchase it for MYSELF).
Oh, I'm never really a fan of hers. Now, I think I AM.
This interview had been wholesome, inspiring and highly motivational. She had sounded so genuine and the the tears that almost spilled really touched me. She rocks!
And Cat Deely, the interviewer- she looks good, too.
Maybe it's the make-up, lah. Specifically the lip gloss. Did you see that lip gloss?? Man, I need to get one for myself.
Saturday, October 14, 2006
poly mates iftar
poly mates iftar
finally met up again after like.... MANY months. Just sick and tired of counting the duration between which we met up. Everyone is just so busy, what with the irregular working hours of some and the crazy school projects of another.
It's weird when for 3 years you see one another almost everyday, from 8am to 10pm and been almost everywhere together and now we have to make do with one another's absence. And it's been 4 years!
The initial 9 pax who were meant to be there eventually dwindled down to 5. Like I said... beezee people. But I guess that makes it more intimate. Bigger crowds are fun, yeah. Considering how crazy we get with each other. But I guess we mellowed somehow and the lesser there is, the more comfortable things get. Esp. when you're so used to some of the others' presence.
And the ideas we have for early next year, I really appreciate it. I guess it will be the break that we really need. In the past, Kai would have said, "Is that a plan...?"
And I'll reply, "Lat's make it work!" Pleaseeee.....?
Al-Hamra @ Holland Village.
Just some of the spread we had.
(L) The consistency of this Turkish coffee is sooo thick that it reminds us of choc fudge.
(R) Desserts & (more) coffee and Starbucks HV, our old haunt back then.
(L) Bas & his babe, Inder.
(R) Kai & Khamz.
Must have been ages since I last went to Holland V. Say... 2 years??! That place changed a lot, man! The food centre has been totally revamped. And there's a new carpark? As in a building meant to park cars in, hokay.
finally met up again after like.... MANY months. Just sick and tired of counting the duration between which we met up. Everyone is just so busy, what with the irregular working hours of some and the crazy school projects of another.
It's weird when for 3 years you see one another almost everyday, from 8am to 10pm and been almost everywhere together and now we have to make do with one another's absence. And it's been 4 years!
The initial 9 pax who were meant to be there eventually dwindled down to 5. Like I said... beezee people. But I guess that makes it more intimate. Bigger crowds are fun, yeah. Considering how crazy we get with each other. But I guess we mellowed somehow and the lesser there is, the more comfortable things get. Esp. when you're so used to some of the others' presence.
And the ideas we have for early next year, I really appreciate it. I guess it will be the break that we really need. In the past, Kai would have said, "Is that a plan...?"
And I'll reply, "Lat's make it work!" Pleaseeee.....?
Al-Hamra @ Holland Village.
Just some of the spread we had.
(L) The consistency of this Turkish coffee is sooo thick that it reminds us of choc fudge.(R) Desserts & (more) coffee and Starbucks HV, our old haunt back then.
(L) Bas & his babe, Inder.
(R) Kai & Khamz.
Must have been ages since I last went to Holland V. Say... 2 years??! That place changed a lot, man! The food centre has been totally revamped. And there's a new carpark? As in a building meant to park cars in, hokay.
which sports car are you..?
I'm a Ford Mustang!
You're an American classic -- fast, strong, and bold. You're not snobby or pretentious, but you have what it takes to give anyone a run for their money.
"Take the Which Sports Car Are You? quiz.
Eh, 'UP' sikit lah. GT 40, ker.... Mustang, jer?
Tuesday, October 10, 2006
Ya Salaam no more...
Ya Salaam no more...
...see?
Was surprised when my dad told me that the place is now empty, with everything, including the outdoor seating shelter being reinstated back to the initial layout.
Apparently I think they've come to the end of their tender and another bigger and more established company made a higher bid for this space.
Things are never going to be the same again.
Those residing in the east will know how nostalgic this place had been. Right when this place used to be called Malik, then Riduan and finally, Ya Salaam, there had been this sense of familiarity when being there. Maybe it's the presence of stalls like Jessie (chinese noodles) & Musa (Ikan Bakar, roti john, pisang goreng...) that have been there since the early days which contribute to such nostagic feelings.
This fasting month, I had looked forward to the makeshift stalls set up outside the coffee shop, selling all varieties of goodies meant for the breaking of fast and yet.....
I heard thru' the rumour mill that former tenants may not be able to take up space inside the new establishment. If that is true, I wonder where they'll move to. Some of the stuff there, you just can't get it anywhere else.
Sigh....
...see?
Was surprised when my dad told me that the place is now empty, with everything, including the outdoor seating shelter being reinstated back to the initial layout.
Apparently I think they've come to the end of their tender and another bigger and more established company made a higher bid for this space.
Things are never going to be the same again.
Those residing in the east will know how nostalgic this place had been. Right when this place used to be called Malik, then Riduan and finally, Ya Salaam, there had been this sense of familiarity when being there. Maybe it's the presence of stalls like Jessie (chinese noodles) & Musa (Ikan Bakar, roti john, pisang goreng...) that have been there since the early days which contribute to such nostagic feelings.
This fasting month, I had looked forward to the makeshift stalls set up outside the coffee shop, selling all varieties of goodies meant for the breaking of fast and yet.....
I heard thru' the rumour mill that former tenants may not be able to take up space inside the new establishment. If that is true, I wonder where they'll move to. Some of the stuff there, you just can't get it anywhere else.
Sigh....
Sunday, October 08, 2006
overdue (bdae) dinner
overdue (bdae) dinner
Fri - 06th Oct '06
Initially tot' that I have to OT that Fri. Then my boss left early, meaning that I dun really have to. But then again, I'm still just knee deep in my given task by 4pm so I guess working late was inevitable.
And I had made reservations for dinner that night. Geez!
Instead of making good of, "I'm coming home first, then we set off from there!" yes, the exclamation mark IS there becos' I'm happy at the tot' of coming home early (or so I thought), I had my family fetch me at my workplace by 8pm instead. I only had biscuits and hot cereal drink for the break fast (courtesy of the office pantry), knowing that I'll be gorging down a feast later on.
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Anyway, I FINALLY got to treat my family to the looong overdue birthday dinner. EIGHT days to be exact.
My mum had been yearning to eat some 'real steak' cos she so sick of chomping down on the highly indigestible overcooked meat from Western food stalls. And she loves her steak, my mum. Go anywhere, she'll order just that.
So I brought them to Eatzi Steakhouse at Eastpoint Mall.
The food there is not bad. My mum LOOOVES her steak (I asked for medium-done). And I love the service. Attentive staff and consistent follow-ups and the good timing.
Having once worked in that line, I know what they have to go through and I get pretty weak-kneed when it comes to tipping them for good service. They deserve it, dun they?
And the recommendation of the promotional mixed-fruit juice of honeydew & orange proved 'fruitful' (pun intended).
I guess they used seasonal vegetables as a side dish and we got brinjals (not really unlike the one u get at nasi padang stalls). Non-brinjal eaters will surely fret. And I totally dig the baked potato. Served with sour cream, bacon bits & chives, the simplicity is refreshing.
I tot' my bro's order of seafood-in-a-pan is such a small portion (as compared to Fish & co.) but he himself can't finish it (2 ladies in the next table shared that same dish between themselves).
My bro got mango ice-cream for dessert & I got the Chocolate Profiteroles with Ice Cream. Simply put; chocolate chouxs served with ice-cream. 3 pieces. Enough for my parents and me.
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The haze that night was pretty bad but instead of staying away from the bad air, we chilled at East Coast beach instead. Hey, the lantern festival has begun. It's not often that you see so many families tot-ing teeny-tiny lanterns at one time! And the kids holding them were soo adorable!
Fri - 06th Oct '06
Initially tot' that I have to OT that Fri. Then my boss left early, meaning that I dun really have to. But then again, I'm still just knee deep in my given task by 4pm so I guess working late was inevitable.
And I had made reservations for dinner that night. Geez!
Instead of making good of, "I'm coming home first, then we set off from there!" yes, the exclamation mark IS there becos' I'm happy at the tot' of coming home early (or so I thought), I had my family fetch me at my workplace by 8pm instead. I only had biscuits and hot cereal drink for the break fast (courtesy of the office pantry), knowing that I'll be gorging down a feast later on.
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Anyway, I FINALLY got to treat my family to the looong overdue birthday dinner. EIGHT days to be exact.
My mum had been yearning to eat some 'real steak' cos she so sick of chomping down on the highly indigestible overcooked meat from Western food stalls. And she loves her steak, my mum. Go anywhere, she'll order just that.
So I brought them to Eatzi Steakhouse at Eastpoint Mall.
The food there is not bad. My mum LOOOVES her steak (I asked for medium-done). And I love the service. Attentive staff and consistent follow-ups and the good timing.
Having once worked in that line, I know what they have to go through and I get pretty weak-kneed when it comes to tipping them for good service. They deserve it, dun they?
And the recommendation of the promotional mixed-fruit juice of honeydew & orange proved 'fruitful' (pun intended).
I guess they used seasonal vegetables as a side dish and we got brinjals (not really unlike the one u get at nasi padang stalls). Non-brinjal eaters will surely fret. And I totally dig the baked potato. Served with sour cream, bacon bits & chives, the simplicity is refreshing.
I tot' my bro's order of seafood-in-a-pan is such a small portion (as compared to Fish & co.) but he himself can't finish it (2 ladies in the next table shared that same dish between themselves).
My bro got mango ice-cream for dessert & I got the Chocolate Profiteroles with Ice Cream. Simply put; chocolate chouxs served with ice-cream. 3 pieces. Enough for my parents and me.
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The haze that night was pretty bad but instead of staying away from the bad air, we chilled at East Coast beach instead. Hey, the lantern festival has begun. It's not often that you see so many families tot-ing teeny-tiny lanterns at one time! And the kids holding them were soo adorable!
Friday, October 06, 2006
not-so-discreet surprise
not-so-discreet surprise
sat-30th sept '06
Is this getting to be a routine? The 2nd year this happens, albeit with different people. Everytime that day comes near, my suspicion shall run deep. Gotta' keep that in check.
I love suspense but I hate surprises. Pleasant or not.
Last year it had been my maternal side.
This year, it's my dad's side. A whole brood of them. And I had no inkling of it!
Earlier that week, my mum had warned me not to go out that Saturday, saying that she 'gonna cook' and need help.
I woke up that Saturday morning to see that my mum planned to cook a feast. 8 seabass, 7kg of crabs, 5kg of chicken and 2kg of prawns. Seafood fest? And my poor dad hard at work cutting onions, garlic etc. So THIS is what she meant by 'cooking'.
Late in the afternoon, she asked my dad and I to get some PAPER PLATES. I tot that she had meant to send that excess food to the neighbours. Apparently, whoever the food is for, is actually COMING OVER. Okayyyy.....
Then 2 of my cousins came. The next 2 batches of cousins who came really drew my suspicion. Why? Cos' I only see them at my home during Hari Raya. Yes, a once-a-year affair. So why are they here? And 5 mins before break-fast, came the brood. All the 11 kids and my 3 cousins.
And you know what the cute thing is?
Saw one of my cousins carrying a big, white box (obviously with a cake) and she was trying to be as 'discreet' as possible, hiding behind a wall. Ah, I see. A surprise, eh?
Another one of my cousins came and and went straight to my mum. Next thing I knew, my mum called me into the kitchen. When I turned back, my kitchen sliding door was closed. Wah, can't you all be LESS OBVIOUS? Tsk.
(L) 1/2 the brood. More in the kitchen.
(R) Just some of the dishes.
sat-30th sept '06
Is this getting to be a routine? The 2nd year this happens, albeit with different people. Everytime that day comes near, my suspicion shall run deep. Gotta' keep that in check.
I love suspense but I hate surprises. Pleasant or not.
Last year it had been my maternal side.
This year, it's my dad's side. A whole brood of them. And I had no inkling of it!
Earlier that week, my mum had warned me not to go out that Saturday, saying that she 'gonna cook' and need help.
I woke up that Saturday morning to see that my mum planned to cook a feast. 8 seabass, 7kg of crabs, 5kg of chicken and 2kg of prawns. Seafood fest? And my poor dad hard at work cutting onions, garlic etc. So THIS is what she meant by 'cooking'.
Late in the afternoon, she asked my dad and I to get some PAPER PLATES. I tot that she had meant to send that excess food to the neighbours. Apparently, whoever the food is for, is actually COMING OVER. Okayyyy.....
Then 2 of my cousins came. The next 2 batches of cousins who came really drew my suspicion. Why? Cos' I only see them at my home during Hari Raya. Yes, a once-a-year affair. So why are they here? And 5 mins before break-fast, came the brood. All the 11 kids and my 3 cousins.
And you know what the cute thing is?
Saw one of my cousins carrying a big, white box (obviously with a cake) and she was trying to be as 'discreet' as possible, hiding behind a wall. Ah, I see. A surprise, eh?
Another one of my cousins came and and went straight to my mum. Next thing I knew, my mum called me into the kitchen. When I turned back, my kitchen sliding door was closed. Wah, can't you all be LESS OBVIOUS? Tsk.
(L) 1/2 the brood. More in the kitchen.
(R) Just some of the dishes.
(L) Chilli (flower) crab
(R) Sweet & Sour seabass
Seeing there's so many food, it took sometime before evryone was done eating. The kids were getting restless. I went to wash the dishes. The kitchen sliding door closed again. OH WELL....
Talk about being discreet....
Then I was called out. And almost crashed into someone holding THIS.
Dark Chocolate Truffle Cake from Royal.
Danial & Ulfa are my nephew & niece, seen here.
That's us September babies cutting the cake.
So there was my 'not-so-discreet' surprise. But I'm touched nevertheless. Thank you all of you who came that day and (almost) brought the house down with the birthday song, which sounded more like a scream-fest.
Thursday, October 05, 2006
pancit, liao
tayar pancit, liao
First time man! Luckily it's not a burst tyre instead. Tubeless tyres tend to have a higher chance of that happening.
I thought last night had been sh**ty but to think of it, there are many things that I ought to be grateful for:
- my bro is around (the past few nights, he had either been sleeping or busy)
- he's the driver (he noticed the funny sound coming from the back and how the car seem 'draggy'. I may not have noticed if it was me driving!)
- we barely made it out of the carpark (so we manage to avoid the embarassing change-tyre-by-roadside spectacle)
- it's at night (less people around, cooler temperature and my neighbour is home)
- yes, my neighbour Hafiz (he handled the situation and did most of the work)
- my bro's best fren (who despite not being there gave a good tip: use 'body weight' to unscrew the bolts)
My bro had experience changing tyres - of 3 TONNERS (ARMY trucks). So that 14inch baby had him scratching his head, hence the call for help to our reliable neighbour. Luckily my dad & I pumped the spare tyre we had in the boot. And I know where the tools & jack are kept (my bro didn't even know we have a spare tyre!).
We were sooo.... lost. When told of the flat tyre, my first thought was, "What's the number for AAA? Can insurance help?"
I thought I can learn a thing or 2 about tyre-changing but NO - my bro had me rush over to the shop to buy them drinks instead. hmmpf!
So until my bro is free to head to the workshop to have that tyre replaced, we just have to bear with the eyesore, that is this odd rear tyre with the black hubcap amongst the other 3 with the alloy sports rims. Like pirate, liddat.
You know what's worse than having to change the tyre? The fact that my mum had to walk to work instead, while trying to be on time beacause the time she had is for when she's DRIVEN to work, NOT walk. And no, no cabs in sight.
And she was grumbling non-stop, about us being too complacent and taking things for granted. Not making regular checks to see if all is in working order... etc. And as she stormed off into the night, I was secretly hoping that the anger she's venting will make her walk faster so she can reach work on time (you know, like some kind of 'turbo' power??).
And she was saying that some bad kid had punctured our tyre on purpose just because we know the identity of the fella who's been stealing shoes & clothes at our block (NO, I dun think THAT'S what happened). And just when we didn't want to disturb our sleeping dad, my mum actually called him in anger to complain. Poor dad.
BTW, the source of the puncture is still a mystery. Hope the tyre can be reused. Need money for Hari Raya, liao.
First time man! Luckily it's not a burst tyre instead. Tubeless tyres tend to have a higher chance of that happening.
I thought last night had been sh**ty but to think of it, there are many things that I ought to be grateful for:
- my bro is around (the past few nights, he had either been sleeping or busy)
- he's the driver (he noticed the funny sound coming from the back and how the car seem 'draggy'. I may not have noticed if it was me driving!)
- we barely made it out of the carpark (so we manage to avoid the embarassing change-tyre-by-roadside spectacle)
- it's at night (less people around, cooler temperature and my neighbour is home)
- yes, my neighbour Hafiz (he handled the situation and did most of the work)
- my bro's best fren (who despite not being there gave a good tip: use 'body weight' to unscrew the bolts)
My bro had experience changing tyres - of 3 TONNERS (ARMY trucks). So that 14inch baby had him scratching his head, hence the call for help to our reliable neighbour. Luckily my dad & I pumped the spare tyre we had in the boot. And I know where the tools & jack are kept (my bro didn't even know we have a spare tyre!).
We were sooo.... lost. When told of the flat tyre, my first thought was, "What's the number for AAA? Can insurance help?"
I thought I can learn a thing or 2 about tyre-changing but NO - my bro had me rush over to the shop to buy them drinks instead. hmmpf!
So until my bro is free to head to the workshop to have that tyre replaced, we just have to bear with the eyesore, that is this odd rear tyre with the black hubcap amongst the other 3 with the alloy sports rims. Like pirate, liddat.
You know what's worse than having to change the tyre? The fact that my mum had to walk to work instead, while trying to be on time beacause the time she had is for when she's DRIVEN to work, NOT walk. And no, no cabs in sight.
And she was grumbling non-stop, about us being too complacent and taking things for granted. Not making regular checks to see if all is in working order... etc. And as she stormed off into the night, I was secretly hoping that the anger she's venting will make her walk faster so she can reach work on time (you know, like some kind of 'turbo' power??).
And she was saying that some bad kid had punctured our tyre on purpose just because we know the identity of the fella who's been stealing shoes & clothes at our block (NO, I dun think THAT'S what happened). And just when we didn't want to disturb our sleeping dad, my mum actually called him in anger to complain. Poor dad.
BTW, the source of the puncture is still a mystery. Hope the tyre can be reused. Need money for Hari Raya, liao.
Monday, October 02, 2006
I found the senderssss!
I found the senderssss!
Hah! My instincts never betray me. It's your darn good acting that kept me in doubt. Right when I serkap jarang and question you all straight-in-the-face I knew I've shaken your foundation. My never-say-die questioning eventually cause you to falter, eh?
And when you asked what I felt, on that day when I received it, I chose a hard-a**ed tactic by saying that I was too sleepy to feel anything or even feel touched. And you jumped in-your-own-skin somewhat and labled me "unromantic". Aww.... You're hurt..? It's very hard to hold back a secret, ain't it???
I managed to discover only 3 of you. The last one really, REALLY caught me by surprise.
S S S N ?
'S' no. 1:
S-umiyati
'S' no. 2:
S-alawate
The 'N' (also the ringleader) :
N-orhayati
And the other 'S' who caught me by surprise....
S-ahruwardi - my very own BROTHER....!
Hello, you deserve an award, la dey! for 3 days you kept a straight face, pretending like you know nothing.... Cheh!
Anyway, thank you so much peeps for the pleasant surprise, albeit keeping me in the dark for 3 freaking day, knowing that I'm as curious as any cat out there and it's been really hellish for me.
Oh, I gave way and eventually told them that I've been genuinely touched by the gesture. Hey, I'm not that "un-romantic" after all!
Hah! My instincts never betray me. It's your darn good acting that kept me in doubt. Right when I serkap jarang and question you all straight-in-the-face I knew I've shaken your foundation. My never-say-die questioning eventually cause you to falter, eh?
And when you asked what I felt, on that day when I received it, I chose a hard-a**ed tactic by saying that I was too sleepy to feel anything or even feel touched. And you jumped in-your-own-skin somewhat and labled me "unromantic". Aww.... You're hurt..? It's very hard to hold back a secret, ain't it???
I managed to discover only 3 of you. The last one really, REALLY caught me by surprise.
S S S N ?
'S' no. 1:
S-umiyati
'S' no. 2:
S-alawate
The 'N' (also the ringleader) :
N-orhayati
And the other 'S' who caught me by surprise....
S-ahruwardi - my very own BROTHER....!
Hello, you deserve an award, la dey! for 3 days you kept a straight face, pretending like you know nothing.... Cheh!
Anyway, thank you so much peeps for the pleasant surprise, albeit keeping me in the dark for 3 freaking day, knowing that I'm as curious as any cat out there and it's been really hellish for me.
Oh, I gave way and eventually told them that I've been genuinely touched by the gesture. Hey, I'm not that "un-romantic" after all!
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