Paedophile

Friday, April 29, 2005

You are a Singaporean school teacher.



You are a Singaporean teacher held in Bangkok.




You are a Singaporean teacher held in Bangkok for prostitution... with YOUNG boys that are around the age of your students.





You are a.......... Temasek Polytechnic lecturer whose face has been splashed on the front pages of today's newspapers because of intended prostituition with Thai underaged minors.

That's it Mr. Lim. I suggest you do some plastic surgery while it is affordable in Thailand before stepping into Singapore again. Heck, I would recognise you if I seen you anywhere in school this time.

I've heard and was quite disgraced.. AND disgusted. OUR SCHOOL TEACHER. OUR ROLE MODEL. Trying to hook up with young kids of the same sex. I wonder if he had any 'illusions' about his male students. Oopz.. my bad. Poor guy students from School of Applied Science. Maybe now you finally know the REAL reason why that teacher has been giving you 'weird looks' in school eh? *evil laughter*.

This guy must have offended something or someone. I bet he's not the only person who goes to Thailand looking for young kids to shag. He's just the most 'suay' of all the 'suay' people.

My friends complain. Their poly teachers are undedicated. Their poly teachers don't know sh*t. Their poly teachers are lazy etc etc.

Like just the other day Jem told me he wasn't going to get paid for his attachment as his company stated some financial problems and they'd probably give them their salary verrrrrry late. Jerm told his darling poly teacher-in-charge who gave him the classic answer: "Oh, really ar?? That's too bad."

The interviewed students of the Mr. Lim, aka the teacher 'stuck' in Thailand spoke of him being a great teacher. Outgoing and approachable. If that's the case, I don't mind my poly teachers ALL being paedophiles if they can be as dedicated as Mr. Lim.

Sad/Bad/Immoral things aside. TODAY.. is MY MOTHER'S birthday!!!!!!

Happy Birthday Mama!!!!!!!!!

I didn't get her a single gift although I meant to 2 weeks ago. I was desperately trying to save some cash and buy her a bouquet of flowers. Turns out that although I now have the cash, I didn't have the 'chance' to leave my house to get it.

I was too preoccupied with my LOTR to do anything that makes me walk 50 metres away from my computer. We went to Jack's Place to celebrate. I'm saying that steak restaurant, not my cousin, Jack's house.

I ate so much that I think I am not going to eat anything until Sunday (Alex's BBQ day). There was this potato as big as my fist. And black pepper steak BIGGER than my fist. And enough watermelon juice to drown Chubby.

The waiter looked AMAZINGLY like a very young Gurmit Singh. He recommended watermelon juice to wash down our food with. I asked him to change it to a jug of honeydew instead. My dad nodded. My mum said Ok.

When the jug arrived. BEHOLD! IT WAS STILL WATERMELON JUICE.

Thinking that maybe I had made a mistake, I quietly sipped the drink just to check. Maybe this red drink is not watermelon juice but a very weird and new/improved colouring of honeydew (yes I know it sounds stupid).

Nope. I was dead right. It IS watermelon. "I thought we agreed on honeydew" I said. Dad shook his hand and the birthday girl said never mind so we left it at that. It's Day 2. I'm still searching for that inspiration for a new blogskin.

If I had really wanted to do it about my life, it would only be fair for me to put in photos of every friend I'd ever met in my whole life. But putting down the photos of my CURRENT friends already poses a hazard. Where the hell do get their photos. How the hell do I put all their faces on a blog. They would be eager to try to find their faces among the very tiny photos and if they can't, they might silently blame me for the rest of my life. Sheesh I know that feeling man.

Remember that photo collage we did for Temasek Poly Business School? WELL MAN I can't seem to find my face in it. At the very very least I was quite glad that taking part in the photo-shoot entitled you to ONE FREE ICE-CREAM! That meant a hell lot to me because I needed something to calm me down before I run to engineering school for my Psychology presentation. Haha, so there we were, Melis, Kartini and me running about like crazy women. Those were the days.

CiiN Sniffed Her Pillow At 2:56 pm

The Nazguls

Thursday, April 28, 2005

I am still talking about LOTR.

You may noe know how cute Legolas is. Or how boyish Frodo is. Or how fatherly Gandalf is. But one thing you must know: The Nazguls.

I talked about them before. There are 9 of them, remember? Alot of rings were created and 9 were given to (power-greedy) Men, who turned into some sort of walking dead zombie aka Ringwraith thingy that screams like a.. a.. something.

I encourage all of you to do this test. In fact, I'd show you my result:


Which Ringwraith are You?
By Lisa

Apparently this survey results shows that I'm some power-greedy dude like the Nazguls too. Let me know your results because I want to know the characteristics of the other Nazguls. But honestly, if I was in-charge, I would never have missed Frodo. That cute little blue-eyed hobbit *gushes*.

I put Xiang and my relationship to the test too; I took a survey to find out which LOTR couple are we most like.

The result. Was. Stunning.















Lord of the Rings couple
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Sometimes you cannot absolutely believe every test result you get from those LOTR quizzes. HAHAHAHA.

Damn it. I'm a girl! I swear Xiang and I ARE NOT GAY. Legolas is not gay either! So is Gimli!

I'm waiting for an inspiration. To do up my own blog skin like the previous Chubby one (since Yin commented that its so nice, I might just turn it back to that old skin).

CiiN Sniffed Her Pillow At 7:41 pm

Frodo oh Frodo

Wednesday, April 27, 2005

I never liked Orlando Bloom you know. I just strictly liked his character, Legolas. Yet I never quite liked Frodo. The ring affected him so much, but just by plainly watching the movie, anyone who has not read the book would think Frodo is a pure plain pathetic loser. But hey, I like Elijah Woods, the guy who acted as Frodo. Oh he's like so cute!

I wanted to make Amanda the happiest girl for today. Wanted to change to a Elijah Wood's blog skin today but the skin I found was NOT his face. Became some weird Ralph Lauren guy model instead. My enthusiasm disappeared like sand thrown over fire.

I have done quite a few things today. Indeed today is such a tiring day (I played three hours of badminton from 11am to 2pm and I haven't even bathed yet). Stop screaming EEEWWWW. I can hear that amid my own foul body ordour!

*1 hour later*

Right. I've just finished my well-deserved bath. Yes.

I tell you, playing badminton for two hours is VERY DIFFERENT from playing badminton for THREE hours. When we played the 2hr one, we still could run and catch the shuttle as best as we can. For the 3hr one, we were practically walking around and humouring each other by hitting the shuttle in a laggard way.

After which we went to Alex's house. How could I resist? A lunch with BLACK PEPPER DISHES! *droolz!!* Moreover there was ikan bilis in 'belachan'!! *More droolz*

Of course needless to say, I thoroughly enjoyed the company of Toppy (the Dalmation) and Jayjay (the Chihuahua). They were two darlings to behold!

Here's a photo of Jayjay:








Yes. He's a tiny little bugger. If I had brought him home, my ah gong would call him a 'ngiao ci kia'. Meaning 'baby mouse'. HAHAHAHAHA. He also often uses this phrase to describe my friends who are very petite.

And here's very smelly Toppy, haha:











And all in one, here's BOTH of the darlings together.






Yea man. THEY'RE SO CUTEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.

After that Xiang forced me to play pool while Valerie and Alex took turns queueing up for their baths. Damn. It's not fun at all to have clothes stuck to your skin after intensive sweating, and then having to play pool because the cue kinda gets stuck onto your hands. Trust me, the feeling suck :(









Finally when I reached home, I immediately set to work a plan which I had in my head for days. You know I have this weird 'fetish' to move my furniture around in my room to different places, in the hope that one day I would find that 'perfect layout' that actually consists of a walk-in-wardrobe that has yet to come true. HAHA.

But you know what is one irritating thing when it comes to moving furniture? Not only the sweating involved and the weird angles like sometimes you find you can't just move the furniture to where you want because other furniture is blocking it.

But the number one MOST IRRITATING factor: CHUBBY.

I was pushing my bed with all my might until my face was all red and I look exactly like someone who has constipation and been at the toilet bowl for an hour. And guess what. The stupid dog came and sat right at the place where I want to push my bed to.

"Get out lar!" I shouted at him. He didn't give a damn because he knows that's the worst I can do to him. I haven't caned him for the last few years with respect to his old doggy bones. But he obeyed. I tell you, I don't pamper Chubby for nothing.

Yes he moved. And walked under my bed instead to show me how 'hurt' he was because I shouted at him.

Irritated, I threw him onto his doggy cushion but he looked so guilty and forlorn that I had to take this photo:

CiiN Sniffed Her Pillow At 10:02 pm

Basic Theory Test. Bring it ON!

Tuesday, April 26, 2005

I hope I better don't f-ing fail again or else I would dig a hole in the ground and bury my head in it. By the way, today's 'purchase of basic theory paper' was made possible by CK and Felicia who inspired/reminded me to go and get it over with before the stupid school term starts.

Today Xiang was the world's best boyfriend (just for today. Other days will have to depend). Why? Because we re-enacted one of my FAVOURITE scene in Lord of The Rings.

Do you remember when Gandalf 'died'? Ya, we all know that the great wizard came back in the end but when he 'died', he was shouting at the Balrog of Mordoth in the Mines of Moria.

Of course there was only me and Xiang. And of course again, Gandalf being my number ONE favourite character (Legolas is second), I am very priviledged to act Gandalf's part out :). But we must not forget that in that scene there were the rest of the Fellowship (consisting of 9 people). Since I am Gandalf, Xiang has to act one a lesser significant part. No. He's not the Balrog, in case you were WISHING AND PRAYING AND HOPING. Hahaha.

"YOU SHALL NOT PASS!!" I shouted at the top of my lungs, at the evil Balrog. A menacing and dangerous creature of Ancient times. Indeed, a Balrog, creature of Shadow and Flame was a FIERY sight to behold, with a sword in a hand and a fiery whip in the other. And what you don't know was that in the storybook, when Legolas and Gimli saw it, Legolas dropped his arrows and Gimli to drop his axe.




"Arrgghhhh!" Xiang shouted. I didn't want to spoil the atmostphere but really, he was supposed to shout "GANDALF!!!" at me and then pretend that he was held back *flashback to the scene where Frodo was screaming Gandalf's name and trying to run back to the old wizard yet was held back by Boromir*

Yes. I do hope you will remember that part.

Now having watched the Fellowship of the Ring for about 8 times, I clearly remembered my lines after that.

"I am the servant of the secret fire, wielder of the flame of Anor. The dark fire will not avail you! Flame of Udun!" I stamped my feet for the effect.

Ok. So in the movie Gandalf had a staff, what with him being a wizard and all. I had no prop for that, but I was tempted to hold up my Philips table lamp instead.

At this point I was supposed to attack the Balrog with one fiercesome stroke with my sword, Gandalf's sword, the Glamdring, yet I already have no props for my staff, not to mention a sword. Dangled my Piglet softoy keychain for that special effect.

The 'Balrog' of our little skit impatiently sat down, wagged his tail and barked at us (yes, it was Chubby).

"Go back to the shadow! You shall not pass!!" I shouted again. I stamped my feet again to 'signal' that this was the part where the Balrog dropped into the abyss. Chubby of course, didn't know what the hell we were trying to do, so when the part came where Gandalf fell into the abyss too, I carried the 'Balrog' and ran out of my room.

Ta daaaa! Nice skit!

The holidays are so long and dreary that I am beginning to rot and succumb to LOTR-ness. In fact, I'm creating many rings right now. 20 rings to be exact.

I am going to give 3 to very beautiful people, 7 to very short people, 9 to people that I don't really like, and 1 to a very supremely evil person.

CiiN Sniffed Her Pillow At 7:06 pm

I've got great abs..!!

Monday, April 25, 2005

Yea right. I wish.

But did you watch the news just now? It never hurts to watch the news once in a while you know. At least you know what is going on in the world, and of course, most importantly, if you run out of things to blog about, you can always talk about the news :D

Apparently, WITHOUT exercising, you can get great abs through the future improvements of plastic surgery within the next 5-6 years, or so claimed by a Korean plastic surgeon. How cool is that!!

Imagine Guy A walking into the surgeon's office. He passes you a price list:

2 abs: $1500*
4 abs: $3500*
6 abs: $6000*
8 abs: $100,000*

*Artificial 'breasts' will be included in the package.

Order your fake abs today and receive 15 skin tanning sessions 50% off the usual price!!

I would be drooling if I saw Guy A playing volleyball at Palawan beach a few weeks after his surgery. In fact, I'd go right up to get his phone number. And when we go out, we are going to order the Splitzza thingy from Pizza Hut, and then I am going to realise that he eats SOOOO much and I'm going to tell him "Hey, I think one of your abs just burst out of your tummy and landed on the pizza."

I wonder if people who get these fake 'abs' are even going to be strong enough to lift up the table? They only have WHAT LOOKS LIKE abs. They don't have the REAL muscles/stamina etc.

I'm not one to go against plastic surgery. I mean sometimes when you're born with a face you don't like, then go ahead and alter it if it makes you feel better. But hey, WE'RE TALKING ABOUT ABS. Isn't anyone supposed to be able to TRAIN it out?


By the way, I'm still crazy over LOTR :D and I did some pretty cool quizzes throughout the day. Join me in my quizzes of boredom!!


You are obsessed. You know too much. Please get a
life (I recommend horseback riding).


Do you really love LOTR?
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Your a LOTR Fanatic. You have seen the Movies, Read
the books and know just about everything on the
topic (nice to know i'm not the only one)


General LOTR Quiz (maybe hard, maybe not. u decide)
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You are Sting! You may be small but dammit you're
deadly, not to mention the fact that when the
end finally comes you've seen more action than
Rosie Cotton. Slayer of spiders and foreseer of
evil, you are one cool blade.


LOTR (Lord of the Rings) :Which Middle-earth Weapon Are You?
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Wow! Go you!! You really appreciate Lord Of The
Rings! You aren't obsessed with actors (Orlando
Bloom for instance). Most likely you have read
the books or have followed along really well
with the movies! I congratualate you!


Are you a real Lord Of The Rings fan?
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You're Haldir! In the books, you protect the
Fellowship from orcs and lead them to Caras
Galadhon. In the movies, you also appear at
Helm's Deep and promptly die. Good for you!


Which little-known character in Middle-earth are you?
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You are an expert!


How well do you know the FOTR book?
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Obsessed!


Are you obsessed with Lord of the Rings?
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I'm like Sam. I am strong I am very trust worthy
and true to my word. "I made a promise,
Mr. Frodo, a promise." I stay by my
friend's side until the end ,loyaly and caring.


Which of the four main Hobbits are you most like?
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Gandalf


Which Lord of the Rings Character are you?
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CiiN Sniffed Her Pillow At 10:43 pm

The Simpsons

Sunday, April 24, 2005

Demand and supply. You demand, I... do my best to supply.

Simpsons, I assume it's the cartoons that you want me to talk about. Hmm.. I had a friend who asked me once: Do you know the cartoon was first started by a bunch of Koreans? I think my eyeballs almost popped out upon hearing that.

But honestly, I wonder why do they colour people like that. I know when we were young when biege was not a 'popular colour' to be included in our colour pencil sets, the people that we drew usually had orange or yellow skin, but to have it ON CARTOON!?

I like Bart Simpson. In fact I used to own a Simpson PC game, although it is not really a 'game'. For it is just you travelling around in Springfield, the town where the Simpsons live in.

Although you can't enter every house in the neighbourhood, you could enter the 'prime locations' such as the studio of Krusty the Clown, including his personal office (that I must say contain alot of porn mags/posters that are creatively censored), as well as the church that the Simpsons attend, the school where they kids go to, their home, heck even the old folk's home where their grandpa stays!

Unfortunately, I lent the game to someone (years ago, can't remember who), who conveniently DID NOT return it to me :(. But it's ok! There is always LOTR who is always there for me :D.

My mind sometimes wanders back to what's happening on the news. I can't get that footage of that 5 year old kid out of my mind. You know, the one who got handcuffed by the police. Seems like the whole world is making a big hoo-ha out of it.

Firstly I see a misbehaving kid, defiantly hitting out at her vice principal, and I mean PHYSICALLY hitting out, not verbally! Next I see them calling police in and the kid was hand-cuffed while screaming Noooo Noooo Noooooooooo.

And ta-daaaaa.. like magic, the policemen who were involved in the handcuffing incident gets slammed with a law suit against them.

Like.. Wow! That's faster than Chubby responding to me when I ask him to play dead with a piece of bread in my hand!

It's just like the way Eminem rapped you know, in one of his earlier songs 'The Way I Am'. But instead of relating to this pure incident of 5 year old kid whacking her teacher with fists, he was rapping about this incident where this kid just brought a gun to school and killed a hell lot of people there.

Let me bring in that part for you here:

"When a dude's gettin bullied and shoots up his school
and they blame it on Marilyn.. and the heroin
Where were the parents at? And look where it's at
Middle America, now it's a tragedy
Now it's so sad to see, an upper class city
havin this happenin ..
then attack Eminem cause I rap this way"

He was right on the dot you know. Where were the parents at? Most of you would have thought that things needn't get so complicated. At least for me, there was really no need to bring in the police. One slap or the cane is all it takes for a stubborn pampered 5 year old to settle down and know her place.

OH MY GAWD HEAR THE RADIO NOW. IT'S MY FAVE SONG! SHE WILL BE LOVED BY MAROON 5.

*ahem* Sorry for the abrupt interruption. Yes, as I was typing, a cane or a slap is all it takes. But if you've seen the video shown on the news, the vice principal did not seem very eager to 'lay her hands' on the kid. Ai, America seems such a difficult place to live in. Every single thing you do and there will be protests/demonstrations/petitions/you-name-it-they-can-do-it.

Poor police. If they didn't handcuff the kid, they might have got whacked so bad at certain body parts considering the places a 5 year old kid can hit you at due to height factors. Who knows, they might even have difficulties walking properly later. HAHAHAHA.

But then again, something might have happened to make that poor little girl so pissed. I'm guessing... PMS? Pre-natal blues? Or Menopause? I'm not referring to the little girl of course. I'm referring to her teacher.

CiiN Sniffed Her Pillow At 10:24 pm

Monopoly IS fun!

Read my blog title and the guess how I spent most of today. Yes. Playing the age-old game, Monopoly.

In fact, I must say that the game has not lost any of its attraction for it brought all of us together from the very old Darius Koh to the very young Abigail Phang (Manda's youngest sis). Alright Darius is not THAT old, only a year older than most of us who are 19 this year.

That was not before we went to my sec 4 classmate, Seto, to patronise his new stall. He's selling Western food at this new coffeeshop situated at Kelantan Road (near the flea market at Sim Lim Towers). Not sure if I got the spelling of the road name correct but it's more or less like that.

After which we went to Manda's house for Monopoly.

And then Mum came to fetch me to Ah Yi's house cause we had to fetch my dad who was playing mahjong there. Chubby went along too, of course. Though I wished he didn't, for he hasn't bathed for one whole week and smells like a bed of roses. Rotten roses, I mean.

It doesn't matter how smelly he was, just as long as he stays out of my cupboard. Xiang and I love hiding in the cupboard, and then calling Chubby's name because Chubby would run around the whole room trying to find us. And then he would run to the cupboard and stand up on his two hind legs and scratch at the cupboard door.

This was visible when we peep out of the small space between the two doors. We could see him clearly but he could not see us. It was so funny to us, but irritating to the old dog.

Unfortunately, this silly little hide and seek game evolved. Chubby himself developed a habit of loving to stay in the cupboard. He treats my mother's cupboard as his hotel (her cupboard's door are those sliding ones so he could open it himself). Thankfully, mine are those traditional open/close door type. However when I sometimes leave my cupboard doors open to 'air' the cupboard, he would climb in and sleep among my clothes. And, as all my TP-mates would say, I would 'smell like a dog'.

To end off today's blog, here's a photo of Chubby...

CiiN Sniffed Her Pillow At 1:51 am

LOTR Marathon 3

Friday, April 22, 2005

It has come to my attention that NO ONE emails me anymore :( No entertaining emails regarding jokes/trivia/IQ Questions etc after I have changed my mail. My guess is most of you are still emailing to mysmellypillow address with hotmail. Please don't! The new one is ciin_dee !!!! Update Update!!!!

Somehow my memory is like having PMS-related mood swings. Sometimes it remembers the password to the email of mysmellypillow. SOMETIMES IT DON'T.

Speaking of which, has any of you enjoyed my little LOTR summary so far? I am still waaaaaaay far from starting the story but I know that sometimes when you are really bored online, you will be forced under circumstances to read every single crap I am typing. SO.. Is any of you reading it so far? Just want to know, for I will type till the ends of this earth if I know ONE single person IS enjoying my (naggy) LOTR summary. Hehe.

What a blardy hot day it was today. Was sweating like a pig as I was eating chicken porridge and watching my third LOTR marathon at Manda's house. She was watching it for Frodo. I was watching it for Legs. I know a great many people who would criticise us of not appreciating the storyline but I do. Honestly I do. I like the way a face was put to a character that I had read in books.

Now it is officially continued:
The LOTR part (that I would TRY not to duplicate from movie).

The new bearer.. was none other than Gollum. A very ugly creature that you would so love to hate. A face.. only a mother could love. Uh-oh, did I over-criticise him?



I am pretty sure anyone that hates LOTR as much as I did IN THE PAST would have at the very very least, SEEN this face before.

Gollum was a hobbit. This hobbit used to be called Smeagol. Smeagol was out fishing with a close cousin of his, Deagol (why all the names sound like that!?) when suddenly Deagol felt a great fish tug at his fishing line.

His struggle with the seemingly big fish dragged him over the boat and into the water. As he went underwater, his eyes caught a glimpse of something shiney and gold. No prizes for guessing what that thing was. Running out of breath, he grabbed at it and swam to shore.

Opening his hands, a beautiful gold ring gleamed in his little hobbit palm. Oh and by the way hobbits are.. smaller-sized humans. "Only a child to your eyes" as Aragorn described once. It was a beautiful thing to Deagol. Not exactly beautiful for it was just a plain gold ring, but as it had a spirit of its own, it seemingly seduced Deagol. Smeagol, who was left on the boat when Deagol fell into the river, had rowed to shore and ran to his friend to see if he was alright.

Being similarly attracted to the ring, a fight ensued between both hobbits, with Deagol ending up dead.

Deagol's murderer was never found for no one thought it to be Smeagol (they were best cousins). Smeagol kept the ring to himself, telling nobody about it. He knew that this ring gave him the power to be invisible. As such, he constantly wore it and crept around. People started fearing him, for he was starting to know 'things' that they don't know about. I mean, come on man, if you're able to be invisible, people might be doing bad stuffs and you would be able to witness everything without being discovered. Moreover, Smeagol wasn't a very popular hobbit among his peers/family to begin with.

It ended up with Smeagol being thrown out of his family, disowned and homeless.

I have typed so much and yet I'm still stuck here at the very beginning of the story. Tell me why the f**k did I volunteer to type out the summary of LOTR. This is getting nowhere. I think I'd end here. Ok all, in the end, the ring was successfully destroyed. The End.

Now let me surf some kicka$$ Legolas fan sites!

CiiN Sniffed Her Pillow At 9:33 am

I miss you.. Miss you...

Thursday, April 21, 2005

Early last month we had sent Chubby and Dee Dee to this groomer called Paupets.

Somehow, they have a rule whereby you spend $20 or more and you get to be their member for free.

Today, by post, the membership card have arrived. 2 membership card in fact. One is Chubby's and the other one is Didi's. Both have their photos printed on it (undoubtedly it was taken after they had gone through the entire grooming process).

Seeing Didi's photo make my heart ache all over again. Stupid asshole. Why did I have to get to know him. Damn it. My tears are washing away the very expensive facial moisturizer that I bought from Taiwan.

Such feelings aside. I think I want to talk about this very disturbing incident.

The other day I accompanied my mum to the ShopNSave at Kovan's. Dad drove the car. I was a lazy bum who went along only because I wanted to go along. In fact I was so lazy and reluctant that I didn't even bother to wear my shoe.

Mum got off the car and went into the building while we parked by the side of the road.

Dad received an overseas call and was engrossed in his conversation.

Having nothing to do, I just laid down flat occupying the entire backseat when I saw a man standing by the side of the car. Nothing unusual of course, but I guess he didn't see me sleeping down there for he started scratching his private parts in the most rude way any of you can imagine.

For awhile I was panicking because I thought he was going to take IT out and pee along my father's car so I sat straight up again.

You must forgive me for thinking like that because Chubby and Kilo always pees at the backwheel of the car. It is only natural that I think this.. person.. will pee there too. There must have been some magical sign stuck at the wheel that screams "PEE HERE!!!".

I am in the midst of my third LOTR movie marathon. I am THIS CLOSE to getting Xiang annoyed and disowning me as his girlfriend. I am also THIS CLOSE to being able to memorise what each character is going to say to each other. I am.. I am.. Whatever... Tra la la la.

Which reminds me, I want to start on my LOTR story already, before time runs out and I have to go back to school!

From today onwards, whenever I'm feeling happy, I will add bits and pieces of LOTR story after the day's important entry so that people who don't want to read it DON'T HAVE TO READ IT.

LOTR Story (based according to movie with bits of info here and there from the book):

Um.. jia lat.. how should I start... Where should I start.. Ok, I guess the best way would be to follow the movies. *clears her throat*

Once upon a time.. A blardy long time.. ago.. *ahem*...

Some powerful/magical people were so bored they decided to make rings. Not exactly PEOPLE for I'm not sure they were human in the first place. If I never remember wrongly from the books I read (I returned it to my brother, can't use for reference anymore), these powerful/magical people were the Elves.

THREE were given to wisest of the immortal Elves. (Yes, Elves don't die. Lucky a$$es)

SEVEN to the Dwarfs-Lords who ruled from their Mines. (Which reminds me, Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs HAHAHAHAHA)

NINE were given to mortal men (who are all Kings).

These rings given to the different races were supposed to give the wearers the strength and will to govern their respective kinds, but however, in secret another ring was forged.

Now let's step back here and thank the man who forged it. His name is Sauron and basically he's going to be the BIG BADDY of the story. But without Big Baddy, there will be story. So, thanks Big Baddy!!!

Into this ring, Sauron "poured his cruelty, malice and his will to dominate all life." You can say that the ring was powerful enough it had a life of its own.

"One by one, free lands in Middle-Earth fell to the power of the Ring. But there were some who resisted. A last alliance of Men and Elves marched against the armies of Mordor and on the slopes of Mount Doom they fought for the freedom of Middle-Earth."

At this point, you gonna go "Where the *toot* is Mordor? Where the *toot* is Mount Doom?" You don't have to know exactly WHERE. Mordor is like the HQ of Sauron. Mount Doom was where the ring was created. Somehow, in order to destroy the ring, you have to throw it into Mount Doom where it will melt in the lava.

Elves and Men fighting Orcs of Mordor. Sauron himself comes out to join the war. One hit and 10 men can go flying into the air, so the armies were quite afraid of him and were avoiding him like the plaque on the battlefield. Haha!

But Sauron just continued 'hitting the men into the air'. Somehow, one of the men he killed like this is the leader of the Men. King Elendil.

King Elendil's son, Isildur (the chicken mcnugget), was devastated to see his father dead. He took up his father's sword (called Narsil), and chopped off one of Sauron's finger. It was just like striking lottery because that finger happened to be the one that was wearing the Ring. THE RING. Yes. Scroll up to read the story all over again if your mind is screaming "WHAT RING?"

So came the chance of destroying Evil once and for all.




"But the hearts of men are easily corrupted. And the Power of the Ring had a will of its own." As you all would have predicted, he kept the ring and decided to travel back to his kingdom since his father is dead and he is now King.

On the way back, a group of Orcs attacked him and what was left of his army. He put on the Ring for it had the ability to make its wearer invisible. He then dived into the river to escape the Orcs but the Ring had a live of its own. It slipped off his finger and landed on the bottom of the river making him visible again to the Orcs who killed him with their arrows.

"History became legend, legend became myth and for two and a half thousand years, the Ring passed out of all knowledge. Until, when chance came, it ensnared a new bearer."

This is not the end of the story u chicken mcnugget. My Legolas haven't even come into the picture yet. Stay tuned for other day's posting.

CiiN Sniffed Her Pillow At 11:48 pm

MORNING!!!!

Tuesday, April 19, 2005

Ai.. Reading Jane's blog about her ex makes my blood boil on her behalf. (I-Guides ROCK!)

Apparently her previous guy was some big-time jerk who claimed than his online friend (a girl, obviously) tried to commit suicide because of him!

HAHAHAHAHA.. What kind of joke is this dumb guy trying to crack? Girls who find this absurd, rest assured that Jane has nothing to do with that crackpot already.

Let's just admit it, how many of us have internet good buddies whom we have never met before? What makes HIM so sure that the one he's chatting online with IS A GIRL IN THE FIRST PLACE.

Moreover, would you commit suicide over someone whom you have NEVER MET before in real life? Maybe that girl meant committing suicide OVER THE INTERNET, of which I believe involves calling up Singnet and telling them that you want to cancel your contract with them.

Suicide.. Suicide.. Months later who could have predicted that I would be touching back on this topic again.

Never.. NEVER give up on life.

Like for example there is a girl from my school (names are kept secret. Hush!!) that me and my project groupmates always made fun of. Of course we didn't do it openly lar! Mind you, we are civilised and *ahem* discreet people.

I don't exactly know her well. In fact I did not mention her name BECAUSE I CAN'T RECALL but seemingly she has threatened to commit suicide PLENTY of times.

As Gandalf once said .. Ok, wait, let me check the script to see what exactly did Gandalf said... Hold on a minute

............ 5 minutes...............

This was the scenario (exact and unedited):

Frodo: "It's a pity Bilbo didn't kill him when he had the chance!"

Gandalf: "Pity? It was pity that stayed Bilbo's hand. Many that live deserve death, and some that die deserve life. Can you give it to them, Frodo?

............. End of scenario .............

Sometimes fooling around with your life, even if you were just saying for the heck of it is not interesting. If it's the first time you threaten to kill yourself, it would frighten the sh*t out of me. If it's the second time you do so, it still will frighten the sh*t out of me. Third time and I would ask you to make sure you really do so AND STAY OUT OF MY SIGHT.

It was hilarious you know, the way people were talking about that girl who was always like 'the boy who cried wolf'.. telling the whole world that she is going to kill herself.

I forgot what was the exact words mentioned but it was something along the lines of:
"She always said she will kill herself yet we always see her in school the next day." That got me laughing for a very long time everytime I thought about it. I am still laughing now, in fact.

Such shitty people who joke about their lives. ZZzzzz. WHAT A TURN-OFF.

CiiN Sniffed Her Pillow At 1:07 am

Irritating!!!

Monday, April 18, 2005

Yes. Stupid irritating girl who talks non-stop about Lord of The Rings. Who else? Me lar!

It's just that when you have nothing to do during the holidays, going 'gaga' over something is sooo easy. I wake up LOTR. I sleep LOTR. It was I don't know how many holidays ago that I was 'gaga' over Eminem. Haha! Those were the days!

Now comes the passing of the torch. Legolas is next!!

I know some of you exist out there who hates LOTR. You don't want to be associated with it in ANY WAY. I know that feeling. I was like that once.. years ago while LOTR was still showing in the cinemas.

Star Wars was my only love. I refused to let another miraculous literature artwork to 'seduce' me. Now it ends up that I'm one of the only few remaining people who are like intensely trying to find out more about LOTR.

And so, when my girl friends swooned over Legolas (let's call him Legs for short), I took ONE good look at him and said "Gay!".

It was easy to deal such a judgement on him. Just look! Other guys are hairy and unshaved and greasy and oily and dirty and.. SUCH a turn-off (Hobbits not included), and how the hell does Legs stay so clean standing beside them?

Need some proof? Here's some proof!!:







Excuse this photo. It does not do Legolas any justice (to his looks, of course).

Today I shall blog abit more to make up for my missing Sunday entry.

The last few days had been pretty rainy and wet. Once upon a time when me and Xiang just got together, I was talking on the phone with him while walking home. I figured out this was the next safest thing to do if you are walking home alone in the dark (considering the neighbourhood that I stay in is beside the cemetery). Because if anything should ever happen to me, at least the person on the phone knows where am I and could help me call the police or.. um.. maybe the ghostbusters or something.

Being so engrossed on the phone, I stepped on something. There was a crunching sound. It took me a few more steps before I gathered my courage to look back to realise I had stepped on and killed a snail.

Honestly I don't know if stepping on a snail really kills it. I mean you don't really forcefully bring down your whole weight on it to kill it on purpose. There are times when you step on something on the floor and upon realising there is something under your foot, you faster shift your weight to prevent 'crushing' it right?

But do the snails really die after that?

I know they do they when it's really dry and they have no plants/cover to keep them damp and moist (No ar. I think that only happens to frogs!). Many years later, I can still recall every single detail of that incident. It's like making me feel so guilty that now, whenever I see snails on the pavement, I would give them a kick so that they land back on the grass. At least when they are on the grass the only possible thing that could step on them are dogs. And even dogs are careful not to step on these slimey creatures.

In my area, anyone who dares to step on grass = not afraid of stepping on dog sh*t. So basically no one steps on the grass unless absolute necessary; for example, when there IS dog sh*T on the pavement.

So on a very humble day, I took Chubby for a walk. Was walking the two steps up to the front door when I see a little snail on the stairs. It definitely WAS going to get stepped for sure. Either by my grandfather who likes to 'hang out' at that area, or by the stupid dog, Kilo, who doesn't give two hoots about snail slime.

I tried to save it. I swear. Because it looked, rather clean for a snail, I decided to use my bare hands to move the poor darling onto a plant or grass.

I squatted down and took hold of the shell with my two fingers. You would be surprised. I thought when someone grabs hold of your shell you are suppose to panic and faster hide inside right? This bugger didn't. He ended up crawling AWAY from me even faster than.. faster than the way Kilo does his 'Commando-style' of crawling (I'd talk about this some other time).

I tried to lift the shell up but it was stuck fast. The snail was holding on to the ground and refused to be lifted up. I was afraid that if I got more violent the snail would be detached from its shell.

Behold, the photo of the very brave and courageous (but actually stupid) snail whose life I was trying to save:






I was intending to take more photos of this brave and valiant snail when suddenly my handphone camera broke down.. or so I thought.

The whole screen turned white. I took my eyes off the camera screen and stared at the snail. No, it was really white.

I am pretty slow and it took me 3 seconds to realise that the 'white thing' was actually Kilo's head!!

Apparently he lumbered over to find out what I was looking at and taking pictures of and his enormous (pea-brained) head blocked my entire view of the snail. No my friends, don't worry he didn't crush the snail. He is stupid but not THAT stupid. Hahaha, what on earth am I trying to say...

Oh, and one last thing. I am truly going to buy my basic theory this coming Thursday with Alex and Xiang. I shall bestow upon all of you to curse me if I don't because I have been delaying enough. One setback should not totally discourage me!!!!

Although I would definitely have to drive an Auto car, I would still intend to learn manual since it will leave me with more choices. By the way, this is one of the reason why I CANNOT DRIVE MANUAL!:

CiiN Sniffed Her Pillow At 9:34 am

Only if you've watched 2 Towers.

Saturday, April 16, 2005

Hey, this very selfish part can only be appreciated by people who have watched the movie The Two Towers (Otherwise you wouldn't even know what the whole joke is about).

Behold, a compiled and summarised version of the second installation of LOTR. With abit of edit by me of course. Original version was found with recognition and commedations to: http://faramirforever.faithweb.com
(PS: See! I told you Faramir was cuter!)


Script of The Two Towers

On CARADHRAS
GANDALF: Isn't it odd how we fell for about three miles, and yet we ended up on TOP of a Mountain?
BALROG: Who cares. It's freaking cold up here. I give up.
GANDALF: Cool. I think I'll go buy myself something white. White is supposed
to be the new black this year...

At EMYN MUIL
SAM and FRODO are sitting together on a rock. SAM stretches, and drops his
arm around FRODO's shoulders.
SAM: So, sir. Finally it's just you and me.
FRODO: "Finally"? What do you mean?
SAM: Oh, uh...nothing...
FRODO: Well, you're wrong. We've got company.

*GOLLUM flies out of the rocks and pounces on FRODO.*
SAM: Hey! Wait your turn!

*SAM and FRODO tie up GOLLUM. *
GOLLUM: No! Smeagol not into ropes, nasty kinky hobbitses.
FRODO: We just want you to take us to Mordor, you sicko.
GOLLUM: Mordor? Hobbitses having little Goth phase, maybe? Very angsssty,
wanting to go to Mordor, yes yes. Can Smeagol offer black eyeliner to angsssty hobbitses?
SAM: You stop talking to Mr.--hmm. (to FRODO) You know, you wouldn't look
half bad in eyeliner.

In RIDDERMARK
EOMER: Hi! Okay, stop me if you've heard this one. An elf, a man, and a dwarf
walk into the Riddermark...
LEGOLAS: Ooh! And the elf shoots arrows through this git who rides up on a
horse. Yeah, I HAVE heard it! That's one of my favorites.
ARAGORN: Down, Legolas. Hey, have you folks seen a couple of little guys, about
this high..?
EOMER: Nope. Oh! Unless they were in that pile of corpses we burned.
ARAGORN: Thank you; that's...useful...
EOMER: Yeah; my bad. Here, have some horses.

At FANGORN FOREST
MERRY: Yay! We escaped the Uruk-hai!
PIPPIN: Uh, Merry? That tree is checking you out.
TREEBEARD: Hoom! Furry lawn ornaments!
*TREEBEARD picks up MERRY and PIPPIN and carts them off.*

FANGORN FOREST (next day)
GANDALF: Hey, kids. Miss me?
ARAGORN: Gandalf! You're alive!
LEGOLAS: I almost had a facial expression from the joy of it!

EDORAS
AUTHOR: A lot of political maneuvering takes place here. Let's see if I can
summarize in ten lines or less.
THEODEN: I have ash all over my face and cannot speak for myself.
GRIMA: That's the way I like it.
GANDALF: Be blinded by my new robes! Recover your smooth complexion and your
senses!
THEODEN: Hurrah! I am me again! But, damm, my son's dead.
GRIMA: Hmm. I better run.
ARAGORN: Good work, sire. Now collect your people and skedaddle to Helm's
Deep.
EOWYN: Hal-lo, handsome!
ARAGORN: Hi. You handle pointy things very well.
EOWYN: Yes. My only fear is dying a virgin. Hint, hint.
ARAGORN: Okay! Well, let's move along.

EN ROUTE TO HELM'S DEEP
LEGOLAS: Wargs!
*LEGOLAS and other warriors start slinging arrows and jumping onto horses*
GIMLI: What was that God-awful noise?
LEGOLAS: I'm guessing...wargs dying.
ARAGORN: Actually, it was Legolas's fangirl , shrieking in delight at his
horseback-riding tricks.
GIMLI: Ugh, that's sickening. Ooh, Aragorn, watch out! Cliff!
*ARAGORN falls off cliff*
LEGOLAS: No! This is unbearable! I almost had ANOTHER facial expression!

In ITHILIEN
SAM: Gollum is such a freak.
FRODO: Yeah, well, you're a jerk.
SAM: What? He IS a freak.
FRODO: Whatever, Sam. Want some cheese with your whine?
SAM: Why are you picking on me?
FRODO: I'm so sick of listening to you. It's always nag, nag, nag. I didn't
ASK you to come along, you know.
SAM: What the Hell?
FRODO: Shut up. Screw you. Go away.
SAM: What happened to the magic, Mr. Frodo? We used to stay up till dawn,
laughing, talking, sharing...
FRODO: Oh, spare me.
*FRODO stomps off*

In RIVENDELL
*ARAGORN finds himself in RIVENDELL with ARWEN lying on top of him*
ARAGORN: Hmm. This must be a dream.
ARWEN: Why do you say that?
ARAGORN: Because you're not even supposed to be IN this book.
ARWEN: Don't be mean. I'll tell Daddy.
ARAGORN: Whatever. Wake me up, would you? Since it's not really you licking
my face, I have the awful suspicion it's a horse. Or maybe Gimli.

At HELM'S DEEP
*ARAGORN arrives and collides with LEGOLAS*
LEGOLAS: Oh, good HEAVENS. You look TERRIBLE. You are NOT wearing THAT to the
battle tonight, are you? And your HAIR! What will we DO with you?
ARAGORN: Nice to see you, too.

In RIVENDELL
GALADRIEL: Hello? Is this Elrond?
ELROND: Yes, speaking.
GALADRIEL: Hi Elrond; it's Galadriel.
ELROND: Hey, girl. Where are you?
GALADRIEL: In Lothlorien; where else would I be? Listen, I really wanted to
talk to you about Frodo.
ELROND: Yeah, I've been wondering about him lately.
GALADRIEL: He and Aragorn have SO much stuff to do.
ELROND: I know! And Aragorn's being such a wiener, I'm not even sure I want
him to marry my daughter...
GALADRIEL: Did you see his hair the other week? Hello, greaseball.
ELROND: And does he, like, only have that one shirt? Humans are so gross.
Hang on; I'm getting another telepathy call.
GANDALF: Hello? Hello? Elrond?
GALADRIEL: Gandalf? Is that you?
ELROND: Gandalf! Hey buddy!
GANDALF: Do you have me on three-way telepathy calling? I hate that.
ELROND: Yeah, sorry. I was talking to Galadriel. Hey, didn't you die or
something?
GANDALF: No, you twit. Now quit gossiping and listen. There's a war about to
start at Helm's Deep.
GALADRIEL: Yeah, and?
GANDALF: And they need your help, moron.
GALADRIEL: (exaggerated sigh) Fine, whatever. I'll send Haldir or something.
He's expendable.

Before Battle of HELM'S DEEP
LEGOLAS: This is going to be most unpleasant. Hundreds of people will die.
ARAGORN: Thank you, Captain Obvious.
LEGOLAS: You're just jealous because I'm pretty.
ARAGORN: You're just jealous because I'm going to be king.
(Ten minutes later)
LEGOLAS: I didn't mean that.
ARAGORN: It's okay. Me neither.
LEGOLAS: Kiss and make up?
ARAGORN: How about I squeeze your shoulder in a very special way?

In FANGORN FOREST
PIPPIN: So we're STILL riding on this tree bloke's shoulders...
MERRY: Uh-huh. I have splinters in places you don't even want to imagine.

At ITHILIEN
*SAM seasons their rabbit stew as GOLLUM watches*
GOLLUM: Ssstupid fat hobbit! Using sage in stew like thisss!
SAM: What's your problem? Sage brings out the flavor.
GOLLUM: Smeagol would use nice mix of rosemary and lavender, yess, precious.
FRODO: Hey, you guys? Something's out there in the forest.
SAM: Rosemary? Hm, maybe. But you know what WOULD be good with this, is a
basic bechamel sauce with some dill.
GOLLUM: Sssimple hobbit; anyone makesss bechamel. Vichyssoise much tastier
and more difficult; yes...
FRODO: Hello? Guys? Seriously, someone's coming.
SAM: Now, if you only found us some eggs, I could make crepes, wrap up the
meat, drizzle the juices over it with a little bit of blackcurrant chutney...
FRODO: Hey, you guys, look! It's Martha Stewart!
GOLLUM: Where?
SAM: Where?
FRODO: Now that I have your attention, may I point out the Oliphaunt that's
about to step on us?
FARAMIR: Look! Strange little men! Let's take them home.
*FARAMIR blindfolds SAM and FRODO and hauls them away*

At HELM'S DEEP
ROHIRRIM GUARD: Sire, there are some really femmy people at the gate. They
have bows.
ARAGORN: Those are Elves. Let them in.
ROHIRRIM GUARD: Oh! Elves! Wow, I didn't expect that.
PEOPLE WHO READ THE BOOK: Neither did we...
GIMLI: Arr! I'm funny because I'm short.
LEGOLAS: I'm funny because I make fun of how short you are!

At HENNETH ANNUN
FARAMIR: So, who are you, exactly?
FRODO: I'm Frodo. This is Sam.
FARAMIR: Your...image consultant?
SAM: His gardener.
FARAMIR: Ohh, like in a 'Lady Chatterley's Lover' kind of way?
SAM: Exactly.
FRODO: Righ--What??!

Battle of HELM'S DEEP
ARAGORN: This siege is lasting forever. These poor people...
LEGOLAS: We will fight to the death. We will not fail you.
ARAGORN: Oh, not you guys--I meant the audience.
GIMLI: Aragorn! Toss me!
ARAGORN: Um, is this really the time?
GIMLI: Yes! Toss me!
ARAGORN: Look, I don't think about you that way...
GIMLI: No, you freak, throw me onto the Orcs!
(*NOTE: think about the line in the movie "toss me but don't tell the elf".........)

In FANGORN FOREST
TREEBEARD: We have opted, hoom, not to do a damm thing
PIPPIN: I didn't expect that.
PEOPLE WHO HAVE READ THE BOOK: Neither did we...
MERRY: Don't you even CARE? This is your planet too!
PIPPIN: You're very handsome when you yell at trees, Merry.
MERRY: Am I? Thanks.
TREEBEARD: Hoom, don't care. Taking you North to send you on your way home.
PIPPIN: (to MERRY) Wait! I know. I'll bat my eyelashes at him.
MERRY: Good plan. I know *I* sure can't resist you when you do that. (winks
at PIPPIN)
PIPPIN: (to TREEBEARD) Mr. Tree, sir, could you take us south, pleeeease?
TREEBEARD: Ooom....Dammit.....how can I say no to those eyes.

At OSGILIATH
*FRODO puts on some black eyeliner, climbs to the top of a ruined building,
and holds up the Ring. SAM pounces him and brings him tumbling down the
stairs*
FRODO: Ow! Hey! That's it this time I'm cutting your throat.
SAM: But Mr. Frodo...I was saving the world...you were going to give the Ring
to that Nazgul...
FRODO: No, I wasn't. I was doing a lightning experiment.
SAM: Well, that's pretty stupid too, now isn't it.
FRODO: Hmm. I suppose so. Sorry, dude.
*FRODO puts down the sword. SAM gets up and starts a speech*

SAM: There are good things in the world. And that's what we're protecting.
And up there, it's their time, but down here, it's OUR time...

At ISENGARD
*TREEBEARD finds a field of stumps near SARUMAN's place*
TREEBEARD: What the bloody... ENTS! ATTACK!
MERRY: Once again, Pippin's wily eyelashes save the world.
PIPPIN: Aww, you're just saying that.
SAM (V.O.): ...And I have a dream that my eighteen children will one day live
in a Shire where they will not be judged by the colour of their teeth but by
the content of their character...

At HELM'S DEEP
GANDALF and EOMER and a few thousand ROHIRRIM come charging down and wipe out
the rest of the ORC army. EOWYN and ARAGORN and LEGOLAS and GIMLI and THEODEN
all cheer.
ARAGORN: Gandalf, finally!
GANDALF: Yes, my boy, I have come back.
ARAGORN: Took you freaking long enough.
SAM (V.O.): The world will little note nor long remember what we say here,
but it can never forget what they did here. It is for us the living rather to
be dedicated here to the unfinished work which they who fought here have thus
far so nobly advanced...
FRODO (V.O.): Um...Sam...
ARAGORN: You know what would have been really cool, though...
EOWYN: What?
ARAGORN: An army of flesh-eating trees to destroy the Orcs who are running
away.
AUDIENCE: Yeah, that would have been cool too.

Camera cuts to ISENGARD
TREEBEARD: Hey. We're busy flooding Isengard here. We can't be two places at
once!

Now back to OSGILIATH
SAM: ...let me assert my firm belief that the only thing we have to fear is
fear itself - nameless, unreasoning, unjustified terror which paralyzes
needed efforts to-
FRODO: SAM!!
SAM: What?
FRODO: They're letting us go. Come on.
SAM: Oh. Oh, good.

EN ROUTE TO MORDOR
SAM: They're going to tell stories about you. Frodo the Incredibly Cute.
FRODO: Ordinarily I would tell you to stop hitting on me, but you've saved my
life so many times now, I guess I'll settle for being uncomfortably flattered.
SAM: Cool. Oh, and by the way?
FRODO: Yes?
SAM: The tortured look really does work for you. Very hot.
FRODO: Aww, thanks. You deserve a special shoulder-squeeze for that.
SAM: Did you learn that move from Aragorn?
FRODO: Yeah. You like it?...
GOLLUM: (mumble, mumble)...Kill...(mumble)...death to hobbits...(mumble
mumble)...feed them to HER...(mumble, mumble)...pain,
suffering...(mumble)...make them cry...(mumble)...kill hobbitses...(mumble)
...she will destroy hobbitses...

PEOPLE WHO HAVEN'T READ THE BOOK: (loudly) "SHE"? Did he say "she", and
"her"? Who's "SHE"?
PEOPLE WHO HAVE READ THE BOOK: SHUT UP!

CiiN Sniffed Her Pillow At 1:09 pm

Shopping Partner..

Girls and guys alike, have you ever thought WHAT makes a true good shopping partner?

Till date besides Fel and Ting and certain occasions with R5, I have never truly enjoyed my shopping experience (to Exclusives: Shut up! We don't shop at all!).

Alright, maybe you haven't shopped in the past 500 years (Wow, I'm talking like an immortal elf!) but shopping is like really difficult.

Sometimes though, I have to admit I prefer to shop ALONE. If you think it's so easy and any girl friend of yours can easily be a good shopping partner, think of such scenarios:

1) You go shopping with Xiang. You want to see Anna Sui, he pulls you to Far East instead and looks for his shoes. Hmm... Unproductive uninteresting shopping trip.

2) You go shopping with Legolas *drooooooolz*. You end up knocking into every pillar and every person in the shopping centre because .. *sings* He's just to good to be true, can't take your eyes off of him, he's just like heaven to touch, you want to hold him sooooo much.

3) You go shopping with Chubby.. and then get chased out by all the security guards of the different shopping centres (I've often wondered about this rule. Some idiots just think that dogs pee everywhere. MY DOGS exercise SELF-RESTRAINT because they know that they are in AIR-CON BUILDING! Besides all I have to do is carry Chubby and walk around so that everyone can get on with their own business. You don't expect my OWN DOG to urine on ME right?)

4) You go shopping with me. I keep on talking about irrelevant things like
"I think Faramir is better looking than Boromir."
"My....... PRrrrecious....."
"I wonder why Arwen died instead of crossing to Grey Havens with Legolas at the very end."
"Why didn't they bother to write a love interest for Legs (Legolas!) so that we can see how romantic this guy can be?"

But basically I find that what I want to talk is what other people DON'T want to talk about. How many of you can 'tahan' me rattling non-stop about LOTR?

What I want to shop other people DON'T want to shop. Like.. um.. hmm.. LOTR toys? :D Oooh, don't get me started. That's an EXPENSIVE hobby.

CiiN Sniffed Her Pillow At 12:33 pm

Day 5 Taiwan 2005 (Last Day, HURRAY!)

Friday, April 15, 2005

To tell you the truth, I was terrified of taking planes. No problem with the taking off part, but my palms sweat like I had just washed my hands whenever we encounter any sort of air turbulence.

You know there's this stupid feeling of butterflies in your stomach if the plane does some sudden 'dropping' stun in mid-air. I hate that! So I hate air turbulences as well as whenever the plane landing because sometimes the pilots angle it too steep and I get that stupid feeling.

There was one thing I regret not buying there. In fact, one of the very few things that caught my attention....








The thing was, this pair of dogs look so cute together but I wouldn't want to trouble myself to buy BOTH and carry it all the way home. I would have only bought the one-eye-jack dog.

We saw it along a street that was full of ceramic stuffs. No one in our tour group bought anything in that street except maybe for some SMALL souveneirs. The ceramic stuffs gave me an inspiration to start up a pond for my turtles but I would be such a dumba$$ if I were to really buy the whole thing and carry it back to Singapore with me.

(Oh, and thank GOODNESS the flight back to Singapore was a DIRECT one, though I was abit sad that we didn't get to transit at Hong Kong to do even MORE shopping.)

Next was a very sad love story.

Haiz..

I had stopped into a shop and once I entered, he kept on staring at me already. I noticed it immediately and I felt like I was eletrocuted by him.

His eyes... His sharp features.. his clearly defined eyebrows. Basically his looks were good enough to make any girls swoon over him.

The only reaction I could possibly give back at such short notice, was a slight smile. He smiled back and walked towards me.

At this moment there were question-marks hanging all around my head. "What does he want?" I wondered.

He said "Wow!"

"Huh?" I said.

"Woow!" He said again.

He stood so close to me until I was close enough to just put my arms around to give him a nice hug........

I said regretfully to him "Sorry la.. Can't bring you back with me. I already got two at home."

A lady walked over and he was taken away all the while looking at me and calling "Wow!! Wooow!!! Wowww!"

I honestly felt like crying on the spot.

Wished I could just take him back with me.

In fact I've got his photo:

CiiN Sniffed Her Pillow At 11:50 am

Day 4 Taiwan 2005

Thursday, April 14, 2005

I'm sick of blogging about a holiday of which I didn't legitly enjoyed myself. Ya, there's no such word as legitly. Who cares.

I need some inspiration for a new blog skin for the Legolas one is just a temporary one. Maybe I'd add the rest of the characters' face to it for some personal touch! Hahaha!

I'm just too lazy to talk about Taiwan! Arghh. I understand the feeling you know. Sometimes when you have nothing to do in front of the computer, you go blog-hopping in a bid to read a good story or two.

But hey, my life is no story. It's just plain boring, so I will talk about LOTR in order to show YOU what a GOOD STORY really is made up of. But I will not start today. Tomorrow night perhaps. So let's force ourselves to continue reading about Taiwan (zzzzz...).

I came back to Singapore and complained non-stop about how NOT FUN Taiwan is that my parents said they would not bring me abroad to wherever they may be going next :(. That's as good as being grounded :(

Today early in the morning, had finally made some contact with some Taiwanese animal.

A police horse. Patrol horse. What the heck do you call it!?

I ran up immediately to hug and kiss it when I realised.. IT WAS SWEATING LIKE A PIG!

Yes! Horses do sweat you know. Dogs pant and stick out their tongue, but like us, horses SWEAT IT OUT!









It is a rather big horse from my point of view. MUCH MUCH bigger than say.. the horse I saw at that farm in Singapore (photos are somewhere out there, maybe if you just scroll down you'd see that horse, you know, the one with cataracts!).

My maternal grandmother immediately ran up also, to stroke the head of the horse. In Singapore's government-owned gambling system, the first prize is called Tao Bio in hokkien, Tou Jiang in Chinese. Translate it direcly in English it's called Head Prize.

Thus she touched the head, with of course some relations to Horse-betting. Ya, she has a million of such ideas in her head.








After that had some nice coffee with the Dad and our guide while the rest went to explore along the bay. It was some Taiwanese version of Singapore's Clarke Quay minus all the pubs and clubs and complexity associated with night life.







After which we went to take photo with a hotel. Wrong way of phrasing it but you get the idea. It's their like.. Carlton or something. A very expensive hotel where the smallest room would cost a minimum of 5,000 Taiwan dollars per night. That's 267 Singapore dollars and thirty-seven cents.

My parents told me that they had taken a photo standing right in front of that very same hotel 25 years ago on their honey moon. So we decided to take ANOTHER photo, this time with me in it. A pity my brother did not come along on the trip. No, it wasn't a pity. It was not worth going all the way there to get bored to death just to take one memorable photo!









Stupid cars, spoilt the whole effect!

Next we visited a park (YES FLOWERS AGAIN! I HAD ENOUGH OF THEM TO LAST ME THE REST OF MY LIFE!).

But this one was different. There was a real antique house in it. Formerly lived by a government official in ancient times where there was still a ruling Emperor. From my point of view, the things inside were pretty well-kept and maintained.

Yes you might have guessed. I forgot the name of that 'official' but I was very impressed with everything about the house.



From their kitchen....




To the dark corridors.

But one horribly stupid irritating thing was, there was a 'partition' that you have to step over before you enter any room. All you have to do is be a LITTLE careless and you would be sent sprawling to the ground. I didn't fall down at all in the house if that is what you want to know.

After which we were given 3 whole precious hours to shop at this place called Taiping 101. This building that has 101 floors. Tilting your head back to give you a view of the highest floor is enough to give you a neckache. And as I did so, I realised the very dark clouds that had gathered in the sky.

Damn, just when I was wearing SHORT sleeves. I had been wearing wool sweaters the past few days because I guess it would be better to sweat than to feel cold, yet when I finally gave up and decided to wear short sleeves, it has started to rain! What the hell! The weather there is SO against me!

From 24 degrees, it dropped to a low 17. No joke. I was shivering as I was smiling at the camea with the stupid wind blowing.





Look closely at this photo and (you will see me in the background, hahaha!) you will see that right inside the door, alot of people are 'camping' there just to escape the stupid cold ghastly wind. Yes, my grandmother included. She's looking at us like we were a bunch of crazy people standing out there in the wind taking pictures.



Had a nice lobster/abalone dinner to end of the whole day in the sweetest way possible.

CiiN Sniffed Her Pillow At 4:58 pm

Legolas oh Legolas...

Yes. Right now when NOBODY is obsessed with him already (they are now obsessed with the guy himself, Orlando Bloom), I shall start on my late frenzy.

Oh my gawd! I'm so crazy over him! With this said, by the next time you check back, my blog skin would have changed to one that features Legolas *droolz*.

Girls, hope that you won't faint everytime you visit my blog, haha!

And also apologies for interrupting my Taiwan (mis)adventure blog posts. Day 4 will be coming up by today. Promise!

And one day when I'm really free, I might do a summary of the entire Lord Of The Rings story too! Come on people, it is not JUST about that one ring that everyone is fighting for. It is also about.. um.. cute elves like Legolas and Celeborn, beautiful elves like Arwen and Galadriel, and fatherly figures like Gandalf (I promise not to mix him up with Professor Dumbledore of Harry Potter).

We shall go more into detail later. Meanwhile, let me have some time to myself to work on the new Legolas skin, which will also have bigger texts etc etc for your viewing pleasure. Don't worry, I won't overdo on the Legolas photos. I'd choose a skin template that has very little Legolas in it. But just enough for eye candy, hehehe.

CiiN Sniffed Her Pillow At 3:42 pm

Day 3 Taiwan 2005

Wednesday, April 13, 2005

Take note there IS a Day 2 written at bottom and my advise is that read it according to chronological order in order to 'keep on track'.

Early in the morning, we went visiting the very pretty flowers of Taipei. As the van neared the entrance of a 'farm' (of which I would further criticise later), the lady poked her head into the van to do a headcount. My grandma was the oldest so she got tickets priced specially for senior citizens.

The lady spoke to the driver "8 adult tickets. Nai Nai gets special price." Nai Nai means grandmother but in Singapore, we use the term 'ah ma' more often.

We heard it and my grandma looked around in the van and say "Who is her Nai Nai?" in the most innocent manner you can possibly imagine. "You lah! Who else is a Nai Nai here!" my mother exclaimed.

"Why here they call Nai Nai one? I used to hearing ah-ma already." said my grandmother as the rest of us were laughing our heads off.

So the farm. Yes. Throughout breakfast in the morning I was already SO looking forward. Hey! Farm = animals = dogs = cats = pigs = horses = cows !!! I was so damn excited. I was thinking something like the Singapore zoo you know, where you get to feed the animals things by paying a small sum for the food.

Hurray! Here we are! At the farm! With absolutely NO animal in sight much to my dismay. Take a look yourself!








Just look at my extremely sad and disappointed face and you would understand what a terrible blow was dealt to me. Oh and yes, behind us are countless Lavendar flowers.. with NO animals except for the occasional pet dog brought to the farm by visitors.

And honestly, the flowers in Taipei were a sight to behold!






Um.. well, dad was trying to accomodate mum's height in the photo.


After which, we went to have lunch at this place called the Doufu Street. A street that is famous for (guess what..) Doufus. The SMELLY ones!!

Upon alighting, I was prepared to be swept away by the smell. Which reminds me, I don't know why but I FORGOT to bring my smelly pillow to Taipei! 4 tough nights! Very very tough nights *sob sob*.

We had our lunch there. It was on our own as the guide had to 'guard' his van or else it might get towed away. With question marks hanging around our heads, we stumbled around and finally walked into a shop that claims to have a 30 year history in Doufu street.

Maybe it was because we were newbies in the area and did not know how to order dishes, but it tasted quite horrid. On top of that, it is SMELLY. My mother thinks that Smelly Doufus are like durains. You know how some people hate the stench of durains right? But it's a magical fruit. The more you eat, the tastier it becomes.

Mum thinks this logic applies to smelly Doufus as well and gorged herself. I think it doesn't make any sense. I only had ONE tiny bite before I threw the remains onto my plate and did not touch the rest of the food.

It reminded me of the soya bean milk I had when I was in Jiu Zhai Gou. Unsweetened Soya Bean, with this stench of cigarette ashes in it. Bleargghhhh.

I hurriedly drank my drinks to wash away the smell, but the doufu smell overpowered the weak taste of coconut juice. For almost an hour after that the taste continued to linger in my mouth.

And then I saw Didi.









Well of course I didn't see the REAL Didi, but a dog that so reminded me of that little stupid coughing darling.




Sigh... Couldn't resist taking a picture. A x-breed between a Husky and the normal local X-breed I guess. You could see the distinct Husky markings on it.


Left (Smelly) Doufu Street and went to watch a group of VERY disciplined people. Guards of ... Damn.. come to think of it I don't know what they were guarding. OH my gawd!

Well basically they were guarding something. A building that contains tablets of their Taiwan's heroes.

Every hour there would be a change of shift from 9am to 6pm. And this change in shift included a very nice.. well.. stunts. There were the marchings and gun throwing and gun juggling and whatnot.







But I must comment on something. These guards are a group of EXTREMELY disciplined people. After the performance, the guards on duty for the next hour would stand at their posts without moving. No scratching no movement no nothing.

Quite like that London soldier guy that we watched in one of Mr. Bean's hilarious episodes.

They're so dark and tanned and good-looking and I'm typing it down because Xiang would have gotten bored after reading the above parts that he'd be just scrolling past all these just to view my photos only. Hiak Hiak Hiak!!

But according to the guide, the guards were supposed to 'stand guard' for an hour but the performance already takes up 30 minutes, so technically speaking, they only stand as still as possible for 30 minutes.

Which I feel is tough enough as it is. I find it problematic to even stand still for 10 minutes straight, being able to only bat my eyelids.


Waiting for the performance to start and challenging myself to stand still without moving for 10 minutes. Failed that challenge cos I turned and smiled at the camera.

End of Day 3. There were a very limited amount of shopping at night that wasn't really worth mentioning. That's all folks!

CiiN Sniffed Her Pillow At 11:15 pm

Day 2 Taiwan 2005

Since I'm so free now and I woke up so early today, I guess I would try to blog Day 2 and Day 3 by today.

As I've mentioned, in Day 1, by the time we reached hotel so late. It was barely 6 very short hours of sleep then we had to wake up for breakfast. Trust me, I wasn't feeling 100 percent no thanks to having sleep on the sofa. And it's not ONE sofa mind you, it's those C-shape sofa. I had to put two together then sleep in the middle while my butt keeps slipping off between the 'lobang' of the sofa. No fun at all!

Let me tell you a secret: actually I can't remember exactly what the hell happened on the second day. HAHAHAHA!!!

Basically it revolved around mountains. Yes. Surprisingly, Taiwan is full of them. Well, at least Taipei is. Anywhere as long as I am on the streets, I just need to turn my head abit and HEY-HO! There the mountains yo! Hahahahaha.. Lame I know.

Having gotten over the challange of sleeping on a very stupid uncomfortable sofa, I had no choice but to continue my sleep on a very stupid uncomfortable seat on the van. We traveled in those mini-van. All 9 of us, and I happened to take the stupid seat that has no head-rest behind. Ya, the 'folded' seat of the bus.

However, when I opened my eyes, I realised that the guide cum driver had stopped the car and horned. I opened my eyes, peered out and saw a very scantily clad girl in an invisible bikini (she WAS wearing bra and panties below though) walking towards our vehicle.

Apparently we stopped to buy this food called Bing Lang. I think the english name for it is called Betel Nut. Singaopre used to have it like a thousand years ago but it was banned. The reason? Same as chewing gum. This is how it looks like:











Yes. It looks like a baby guava and does not seem to be related to its name 'betel nut' in any way. Does it look like a NUT to you? More like a fruit. But look carefully in the middle and you will notice that in the middle part there is some cucumber-looking thing that has many seeds. What you CAN'T see from the photo is that behind it lays this reddish cream stuff made of tobacco, thus Bing Lang is 'addict-able' if you always eat it.

How do you eat it? Put it in your mouth and chew. Chew on it a few times and the juice will come out. You are supposed to spit out that first mouth of juice because it stings the mouth. STING. not STINK. The juice is red, stains your teeth too. The taste is actually very nice to be honest. But it is very hot. Seems to have the very same effects of alcohol.. you know, the face red feeling and the warm heat building up from the pits of your stomach.

After that you continue chewing until it 'dries up' and frizzles like those bamboo that has no more juice in it. Arr.. now you know how to eat bing lang :D But this one I ate in the photo is just for the 'amateurs'. The 'professionals' aka those who are already addicted, eat TWO at one go, and it is wrapped with this leaf that I have no idea belongs to what plant.

Next, we came up to this mountain called Jiu Fen (Nine Shares). Long ago, this mountain used to have gold. There were nine families living on the mountain, thus whenever visitors were going up to visit these families, they had to help them buy groceries. Nine shares of groceries for these families, and that was how it got its name.

Someone asked the guide: "So how many people are living on the mountain now?"

"Oh.. now.. around 2-3 thousand families." was the answer admist our laughter.

Apparently during the Japanese Occupation, the Japs had mined all the gold and there was no more left. What a pity. Now I know part of the reason why Japan is so rich. Steal from people's country! Looters! :P But let the past be forgotten.







With my parents standing on one of the balconies of Jiu Fen.







Jiu Fen was full of shops here and there. Interesting shops. Tourist shops. So not exactly very entertaining. I was hoping it contained more places like Singapore's Far East/Queenstown etc where I could get better stuffs from instead of the usual seashells and ding-dangly things. And their sea-shells are not cheap! Hell, costs $1 each and I would rather pick them up myself by the beach. By the way it is awfully weird why they sell shells ON A MOUNTAIN!!









After Jiu Fen, we visited Big Mushrooms. I don't know what they call, but it's supposed to be some geographic miracle wonders of some sort. But to Simple Cindy, they are just mushrooms. It's shape was caused by the sea currents or something. Check these mushrooms out:






Yea. They're pretty BIG for mushrooms, hehe. I am lazy to add photos of the surrounding coast where the 'star-shaped sand' is from so I'm sorry but you have to imagine it yourselves.

Meanwhile, before you get bored of this post, let's hurry on to the volcano. It's an extinct volcano that is still hot and spouting smoke everywhere.








Can you see it? It was a sickening feeling because the smoke was hot, and yet the winds on the mountains were cold. Look at our very SIAN face and you would have guessed how everyone was feeling. Moreover, we were cooped up in the van all the way up the mountain like chickens crammed in trucks crossing the jammed up Causeway to Singapore from JB. What an awful metaphore!

Ya I know what you're thinking. Volcano must have a 'hole' somewhere where the lava used to erupt thousands of years ago right? So here it is. With hot smoke still sprouting all over. Eerrgh, reminds me of the intense heat!






Ya that's the 'hole'. Whatever you call it. Heck, I'm no geographic expert! But our guide told us that because it (the smoke) contained so much sulphur, it is good with people with... he paused. ("pimples!" I thought, and ran towards the smoke) "...skin disease." he continued.








My ahyi, ahma and me were putting our face at the smoke. But my mum says that this photo makes us look like we were visiting someone's grave. Look, even my grandmother looks like she is crying. Of course she's not! She's just irritated by the smoke!





Lastly this photo of a very cool-looking ice cream. Fat-free, they claim, but to me it tastes wonderful! Creamy and rich! And in generous amounts too! I am proud to declare that Fat-Free Ice Cream of Taiwan has passed our stringent Quality Check!!

End of Day 2! Wa, blog about one full day is tiring enough. I might update Day 3 tonight. Depending on my mood. Oh well, we shall see..

CiiN Sniffed Her Pillow At 12:47 pm

Day 1 Taiwan 2005

Tuesday, April 12, 2005

This entry was re-updated at 8.20pm

I come to realise that I seem to like blogging about day-by-day activities abroad. But all I can say is, if food is not an option, I would rather go back to Jiu Zhai Gou again then Taiwan!! Heck! Don't be fooled by the Naruwan commercial that stars A*Mei!

At the ending part of the commercial, A*Mei said in Mandarin: Xiang bu dao ba, yuan lai Taiwan ye ke yi zhe yang hao wan (a lousy translation done by Cindy: You never knew that Taiwan could be so fun, right?).

I have to agree. YES I didn't know that Taiwan could be as fun as it appeared in the commercial. So I went there. And YES I found out that it REALLY is not as fun as the commercial :(

I guess you'd have to have tough shopping buddies to go with you in order to explore every nook and cranny before you reap any harvest from mass shopping.

Ok ok, back to Day 1.

Upon arriving for our stupid afternoon flight to Taiwan, we were given a slap on the face.

We realised that the fucking tour agency is screwed up. When I type out the real and actual spelling of the word F.U.C.K, you will know that I honestly mean it whole-heartedly.

My face was beetroot red with anger at the way the agency had planned for us. I thought maybe I should 'save some face' and give some allowance to the agency since they were considered 'noobs' in the industry but heck, my reflection on all the agency had done proved that they were just cheating people's money.

And these are SOME of the reasons:

1. Earlier on, we had signed up with Jing Dian Travel Agency after chancing upon their booth at that great tour exhibition at Suntec. We were drawn DIRECTLY to their itirenary since it PROMISED us that we were able to participate in some filmings as audiences in EITHER Super Sunday OR Zhong Yi Da Ge Da.

In case you don't know, these are very extremely hugely popular entertainment shows in Taiwan that you can also watch in Singapore though NOTHING.. absolutely NOTHING can be compared to watching that show LIVE!

Since we don't mind going to any one of those shows, we signed up anyway, and paid the money. Full payment upfront. HOWEVER, THE DAY BEFORE we were flying off, we received an entirely new itinerary that stated that we will NOT be going to the show. What the hell are they doing?

Take our money already they can screw up the programmes however they want since our money is already with them!

Wow, just our luck. I hate Jing Dian! You bunch of noobs!

2. Upon ARRIVING AT CHANGI AIRPORT did we find out that it was NOT A DIRECT FLIGHT to Taipei airport. We had a one hour transit at Hong Kong which WE DID NOT APPRECIATE because what the agency told us was that it is DIRECT flight.

Blardy liars! Listen up people, NEVER GO TO JING DIAN!

3. Upon arriving finally in Taipei and in our hotel called Zhu Du, the hotel counter staff told us that the agency booked with them rooms for ONLY 8 people.

There were 9 in the tour group. I was the 'extra' one whereas the rest were in pairs. Thus, that first night, I ended up sleeping on the sofa in the same hotel room with my parents.

Ok. So getting a backache for the next entire day isn't very tough you think, but what about the fact that each and every person did pay the same amount of $699 to the agency and yet I have to sleep on sofa? Does it make sense?

So remember again, DON'T GO TO JING DIAN!

4. When we had paid the money to the agency, it was already agreed that we will be taking the morning flight on the 14th of April. Suddenly after receiving our money, the dates started changing. From 14th to April to 7th of April. Our family were going in a group of 5. Thankfully we were rather flexible so we agreed to change to 7th April.

The staffs of the agency claimed that they put us on 7th April to join another group of 4 who could only apply leave on 7th April. Don't you find it stupid?? How come a group of FIVE people had to accomodate to a group of FOUR? I thought it should have been the other way round?

5. Our morning flight to Taipei became a LATE afternoon flight. The result? We finally only reached the hotel at 1am+++. The lame excuse for the change in time given by the travel agency was that THE OTHER FOUR could not apply leave for that day, so we all have to take a later flight.

Upon meeting up with that group of four people in Taipei, we casually asked them and they say "No ar, we wanted morning flight too. Go tour who want to take late flight one? Waste one day!"

Jing Dian u bloody liars. NEVER PATRONISE THEM. Let them close! Fuck!

Talk so much and I haven't yet started on my Day 1 in Taiwan, but from my tone you know that my whole holiday has been screwed much thanks to the incompetent tour agency whose name I lazy to mention again.

In short, the only one thing that really made me EXTREMELY HAPPY.. was this:








And one more thing that made me happy was, upon getting off the plane during transit at Hong Kong, I realised to my amusement that they really use the age-old method of detecting drugs. Through dogs.

There was this awfully cute Golden Retriever greeting every passenger that walked past. His tail was wagging, and as you know, golden retrievers have double eyelids so they always look so sleepy. The cute little thing was wagging his tail but his handler was like reminding him non-stop to remember to sniff the bags of everyone. I wonder if its fool-proof to use dogs.

CiiN Sniffed Her Pillow At 6:32 pm

Give me a Kit Kat...

Monday, April 11, 2005

Just reached home from the airport. Think I got sunburnt there because my face is feeling so hot like I'm blushing.

People tell me that it is so blardy easy to 'bang' into some celebrity or popular singer/actress/whatever in Taiwan since their economy THRIVES on the entertainment industry.

Well, the only celebrity I even saw was this Singaporean actor. The guy who always quarrels with Lydia in the old sitcom Living With Lydia. Yesh. That called Billy B. Ong guy.

And also, Taiwan is not exactly a nice place to shop. Maybe with all the hype, the reality was quite a disappointment instead. As they say, the higher the expectation, the greater the disappointment.

I also realised that Taiwanese LOVE their dogs to bits. They bring them everywhere, including into fast food restaurants. And our guide told us that for every two person in Taiwan, there is one scooter. Thus, scooters are literally LITTERED everywhere! That's how they travel around with their dogs too. Apparently, Taiwanese dogs know how to 'balance' on that little area where the motorist put their feet at on the scooter. Yup, they balance like this between their owners' legs. Including big dogs such as Labrador or Golden Retrievers do that.

I've got it on the camera but I'm too lazy to upload. Give me a few days :) Thanks for checking back so soon!

CiiN Sniffed Her Pillow At 8:34 pm

Me = MIA

Thursday, April 07, 2005

With that perfect MIA example in my previous entry, it is going to be ME who is doing the MIA thingy now.

Blog will not be updated for the next few days. Don't bother checking back. Taiwan, HERE I COME! Wish me greatest of all greatest luck because I am going to scout for Miffy stuffs there.





Maybe I'd buy a pet pig home from there too. It's all the rage there now ;)

And I'd name the piglet Miffy! Or I'd name it Xiang!!

"Come here Xiang! Bad piggy! Bad bad piggy! Jie jie told you one hundred times already not to roll in the mud! Now look at you!!"

That's all I gotta say. See all of you soon.

CiiN Sniffed Her Pillow At 1:57 pm