I so blardy frigging as hell want to buy an Integra. There's just one problem. I can't afford it.
Of course, my life's priority now is to save up some cash and then go lasik. Then, I can save a great deal on contacts, contact lense solutions, as well as (yucky)glasses.
I've been coming home pretty late these days. Now that my biological clock has changed due to work, anything later than 7pm is late. So, yes, I've been coming home pretty late these few weeks.
One 'usual occurence' that I recall very clearly is seeing Ah Gong squatting by the gate, waiting for me to come home.
In a not-so-nice-way to put it, he one day don't ka ciao me, he will feel uncomfortable. And I mean SERIOUSLY uncomfortable, like feeling out of breath, can't get to sleep etc etc.
With me around for him to make fun of, it seems he doesn't get as much problems.
Before I started work, it was a normal routine for me to wake up at 2-3pm in the afternoon. I would lumber down the stairs half-dead, and Ah Gong would be there showing his toothless grin and then saying something stupid to pick on my still-numb nerves.
One day, I came home late again as usual, and noticed that the gate was slightly open. I had called Mum earlier on to tell her that I'd be reaching in a few stops' time so my guess was that she purposely left it ajar.
As I approached the gates in the dark, I saw a squatting shadow that greatly resembles Ah Gong. I called out in the dark and saw him slowly get up to his feet from his squatting posture.
As I squeezed between the small opening and turned my bag to close the door, I heard the sound of.. like.. someone sharpening a knife. The metal rub against stone kind of jarring sound and whipped my head around in shock.
It IS Ah Gong alright, brandishing not a knife, but a blardy garden shovel that was bought at Daison in Jurong West. He calmly explained to me in Hokkien "In case someone followed you home.."
I was not impressed.
CiiN Sniffed Her Pillow At 11:59 pm
Quite Amusing..
Sunday, July 30, 2006
CiiN Sniffed Her Pillow At 1:28 am
This...
Blogging thing is infectious. I had only recently declared a break and now I find myself having more than enough time on weekends to blog. Never ever trust me again when I say I'm taking a break.
I shall give all of you a few quick updates of all the happenings outside of my worklife (which is very LITTLE).
First and foremost, Joon has a new nickname:
It's called Watermelon Face. I'm trying to say it frequent enough for her to recognise that it's linked to her.
Next update: Xiang bought a new bird. A whiteface lovie. Awfully cute, but unfortunately Mr. Chen is away from his computer so I can't put up the pic here. All I can say about it is.. it has a head that looks SO MUCH like a pigeon's (don't say that in front of Xiang cos he gets irritated by that comment).
Anyway, while we were there, Xiang also bought this Java branch thingy so that his two lovies could perch and admire each other from afar like shy lovers.
Unfortunately, as you can tell from the pic, things aren't working out exactly as they were supposed to. It's Joon and Xiaobao, the two old birds, that you see on the branches, and they are staring at each other.. rather.. murderously. We soon got one of them off before they started to attack each other.
I wanted to update abit about Miffy as it seems that alot of you are crazy over her. I am still pondering over whether I should give her up for adoption because I hardly have time at home but it seems that my maids are really head over heels in love with her. Oh well...
So Miffy and I tried to take a photo together. It was a wonderfully posed photo with both of us looking at the camera. However just as I pressed the stupid button to take the picture, Chubby discovered Miffy at the last minute and we were assaulted. This was how the picture turned out:
Don't worry. Both of us, more like MIFFY, is safe and sound.
Last news: Few hours earlier, my maternal relatives came. I am always amazed at how Chubby was always very excited to see my cousin, Jack, though Mum said it must have been contributed to Nala's smell that Jack has on him.
But then again, Chubby HATES Nala. You should have seen the way the two dogs always interact with each other. Chubby treats her as if she's transparent or something, and no, it's not because Chubby's blind back then.
Anyway, the main character just now was Tay Yu Yang, everyone's favourite baby of the moment, though I believe baby no more in time to come. He's growing at an alarming rate! Who knows, maybe the next time I see him, he could already walk and run around torturing my dogs as he ALREADY DID to Kilo:
CiiN Sniffed Her Pillow At 12:16 am
#565th Post!!!
Thursday, July 27, 2006
I KNOW I KNOW. I previous post talked about taking a break and here I am again, blogging away.
I think I'd be typing abit here and there about silly things that happen, posts that are not as long as before, but I just had to record this down somewhere:
Was talking online to Shufang, complaining, actually, about how STUPID AND IDIOTIC BOYFRIENDS CAN BE SOMETIMES when her status suddenly went offline.
She came back minutes later and told me: Sorry. I switched off my CPU instead of my fan.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!
CiiN Sniffed Her Pillow At 11:03 pm
Break From Blog
It's the 564th post for this blog. No, I'm not giving it up for good.
Like so many others, I think it's about time I settle down for a break after religiously blogging for so long. I think some of you might have guessed it already but I'm still finding it extremely difficult to work and then come home to blog.
I'm finding myself too tired to do anything else when I get my lazy arse home, except get ready for bed and wake up to go to work again the following day.
I think poly life really screwed me up. I used to be able to go to (secondary) school from 7am to 6pm no sweat, go home, surf the night well past midnight, go to sleep and still be able to wake up for school the following day.
But I'd like to give some recognition to the people (who probably won't read this anyway), especially to Mum and Dad for the driving around when I'm half-dead, like to thank Anna for cleaning my room so I wouldn't have to wake up earlier just to make my bed, thank Siam for making my breakfast while I am stoning away at the dining table, Chubby, for patiently waiting for me without fail every evening right by the door, Joon, for greeting me happily and then rattling her cage door to get out and make me smile.
Most of all, thank you to one person for always trying to pull me down about how I "already have to go to school yet don't know why go find a perm job for what", because without you talking like that, I wouldn't be so eager to prove to you that I can do it.
CiiN Sniffed Her Pillow At 10:55 pm
OH I Wish I were a..
Tuesday, July 25, 2006
Punk rocker with flowers in my hair.. In 77 and 69 revolution was in the air, I was born too late to a world that doesn't care, Oh I wish I were a punk rocker with flowers in my hair.
When the head of state didn't play guitar, Not everybody drove a car, When music really mattered and when radio was king, When accountants didn't have control, And the media couldn't buy your soul, And computers were still scary and we didn't know everything.
... at this point, those that know the song would be rudely stopped though I hope the tune goes on in your head for about the next three days as it had been for mine.
This song is nice isn't it? Not much of a background music, just plain plain sound and beats at the back.
I have to admit, I always thought she was singing I Wish I were a PUNK ROCK GIRL. not PUNK ROCKER.
Today at work, someone *cough cough gasp choke* tried to play me out by putting a fake HUGE BEYOND WORDS ant on my table (probably to make me scream and embarrass myself).
Since most of the surveyors in the department were out, I more or less knew who the few main suspects were so I decided to interrogate them one by one.
When I got to one of them, that person said it wasn't him.
I went on to describe what a shock I got when I cleared the pieces of paper on my table, saw the fake ant, and almost threw everything into the air and run.
THEN, that person indirectly admitted by saying "I didn't put under your paper what! I put ON your table...!!"
!!!!!
CiiN Sniffed Her Pillow At 9:55 pm
Did You Know..
Friday, July 21, 2006
I think I know more about insects than I would ever wish I would.
Numb to seeing bodies of dead/alive cockroaches. They actually keep a tank of alive ones in the supervisor's office area, and surprisingly, they don't stick as much as I thought they would if you throw a big bunch of them in a tank.
And know what? They're called American Cockroaches. There are also German Cockroaches that .. well.. are frigging tiny compared to the American ones. Then, if you want something that sounds closer to home, there are Oriental Cockroaches that can be identified because they look weird and are black in colour.
One more disgusting thing: Houseflies.
NEVER let those go near your food.
It has something to do with their poor eating habits.
Because they are unable to just eat our food plainly like that (it's usually much to .. solid), they would first PUKE on OUR food, stomp around in their own puke to mix puke and food, before sucking everything in and then flying off happily (most of the time, shitting in your food before it takes off.
Now you know the mere action of waving your hands around to chase it away is sometimes not enough. You need to KILL the little buggers.
Anyway, remember the bat?
Sure you do!
I left it hanging around, well, literally, at my mum's window, hoping that it would take off and find its family once it gets dark.
It disappeared from the window sill and I got pretty sad because I really wanted to be there and see it fly off.
However, when Dad was doing his nightly routine of Qi-Gong (more like meditation-style, not the Tai Chi type), the poor bat, who apparently fell to the floor instead (injured I guess??), somehow ended up with my Dad. On my Dad. Whichever is applicable, since I'm not exactly sure what went on.
But according to how it moves, I'm saying it crawled onto my Dad and tried to hang upside down somewhere on him.
The worse thing was, when one meditates, you cannot just open your eyes in shock like that. According to my parents' shifu, some people went mad like this because you cannot get disturbed. Like monks from Shaolin? Sometimes it maybe plain bad luck, cos like thunder sounded while they were meditating and freaked them out and they became a little loony after that.
So Dad got angry and told Anna to put the bat somewhere AWAY from the house. Of course she didn't! Everyone's in love with the bat! Except for Mum. She reacts as most ladies would to Cockroaches when she sees it.
Which is not surprising though, the little cutesy batty has a face that looks like a mouse to me.
Just for entertainment and easier referral purpose, I shall decide to call the bat.... Vincent. Because of this silly little mag-like thing I always read at Jack's house since young, called YG (Young Generation). There was a comic strip belonging to Vinny the little Vampire. I just thought Vincent sounded nicer.
(If I ever ever found out it's a girl, I'd just rename her Betty.)
Betty/Vincent eating honeydew. He/She has SUCH CUTE teeth!!
You can see one white strand of Didi's hair stuck to the bat's wing (not the plant!). We left it there because we didn't know what to do with it and I thought I'd let it hang upside down which it didn't. In fact, it didn't move until I was well out of sight. I thought bats are blind??
On a sidenote: Congrats to *censored* on passing his/her/it's driving license. I don't know if I am allowed to announce because then you'd start sharing chauffeuring duties, which is fine with me but not good with you.
CiiN Sniffed Her Pillow At 11:59 pm
How Often Is It...
Thursday, July 20, 2006
That you can tell people that a bat landed in your house?
.. in a pail, to be specific.
You know I read it this mass-forwarded emails about amazing facts, and one of it mentioned that bats can't fly unless they are upside down. Unlike birds, they can't just take off like that from the ground.
If you put them on the floor, they would crawl until they reach something where they can hang upside down, and then take off from there.
A poor habit I must say, because it could have been crawling towards somewhere to hang when it gets spotted by one of the dogs and subsequently killed.
But no worries, no bats died today.
I can only upload pics tomorrow because I feel like I'm going to drop down dead already.
Nitez...
OHHHHHHHHH WHAT THE HELL! I have nothing to lose except some beauty sleep. Guess I'd include ONE miserable pic to kill your curiousity (before it kills you).
CiiN Sniffed Her Pillow At 11:47 pm
Yours Truly In Fear
Wednesday, July 19, 2006
I have really really interesting and entertaining colleagues at my new workplace. They're always up to funny antics that I feel only makes my day better and better.
Let's not talk about school; Working hours alone are already capable enough of killing me already, but as what my 'mentor' has said, and I am beginning to agree, you stay on for the people.
Below is an example of a note my mentor and I found on my table early this morning.
And so we decided to give a diplomatic (imitate government orgs) kinda reply:
CiiN Sniffed Her Pillow At 11:56 pm
Tay Ping Hui
Tuesday, July 18, 2006
I just HAD to update something, I know, or else all of you would probably stop coming ever so often :(
Random Mentionings #1:
ALOT of you don't seem to understand, and even laugh it off, when I say Miffy looks like Tay Ping Hui!!!
I seriously think they blardy SUPER DUPER look alike!!!!
Random Mentionings #2:
I think the bigger an organisation, the more disorganised it actually is inside, just that we outsiders can't tell.
The recruitment agency I went to last Saturday called me and asked me if I have already found a job when THEY ARE the ones who found me my current job. I replied yes, and then they said they would update their records, haha!!
Now, I am tired and would like to sleep like a log, and a dead one too! Goodnight!
CiiN Sniffed Her Pillow At 11:08 pm
Competitor
Sunday, July 16, 2006
Ever since she saw Xiang wearing his red Liverpool jersey, it's like she instantly fell in love with him.
The problem, however, was that she is a lovebird, and moreover, Xiang is the boyfriend of her owner.
But that didn't stop her.
From biting him, that is.
Anyway, Xiang has, eons ago, declared that he does not want to have anything to do with her, especially when it comes to fingers.
However, she is STILL very interested in him.
With Joon on my shoulder, I was walking Xiang out to the bus-stop directly outside my place, with Chubby in tow cos it was his usual night-shitting time.
As we passed by a patch of grass, Chubby suddenly refused to move and started sniffing eagerly at certain areas of grass. I then turned to Joon, who was looking at Xiang, transfixed.
It was just for that day that she became so attracted to him, and I am quite certain it had something to do with his siren-red jersey.
"What do you want, Joon?" I asked her in a baby voice. It's weird that everytime you talk to animals your voice becomes like that. I wonder if they are secretly irritated sometimes.
I then stretched out my hand since Joon was already hanging spiderman-style at the edge of my sleeve, trying to get closer to Xiang.
She side-walked, like a crab, down my arm and stood on my pinkie finger, STILL looking at MY boyfriend.
Then she wolf-whistled at him.
I was so shocked that "Oh.. My.. Gawd.." was the only thing I could say.
The tune was as clear as day. Weee-Ooooooo-Weeeeeeeeeeet!!!
Sure she doesn't understand what that whistle mean, but she just happen to do it anyway, and it is so cute!!
She had been singing other tunes of lurrrrvvvvvvvv to Xiang, who unfortunately did not reciprocate her feelings.
Weeee-Oooooo-WEeeeeeeeeeeet!!!!!!
HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! But after it happened, even Xiang could not resist laughing.
Sigh... Anyway, I've found a job as sales coordinator with XXX company. I just don't want to type it out online but if my OWN friends ask me, I'd tell them what company is it.
You know, don't want people yahoo-ing away and chancing upon my site about XXX like that.
This piece of news, also, means that I would have lesser time to blog, since I have to juggle both my studies and work.
I don't know how I'm going to do it, but since more than half my class ARE doing it, I guess it is possible.
There goes the days of waking up at 2pm. My beauty sleep!!!!! Blardy sian.....
CiiN Sniffed Her Pillow At 11:17 pm
My New Hairdo
Thursday, July 13, 2006
Waddya know peepz!!! This is the THIRD POST OF THE DAY!!!
Anyway, I have finally decided to relent to peer pressure and upload a pic of my hairdo. Enjoy.
We love school, oh yes, we do!
PS: Wake me up when it's time for lesson.
Pic courtesy of Scorec
CiiN Sniffed Her Pillow At 4:48 pm
Ah La Ba Bi Bu Ba La..
I'm starting to feel I always have the urge to blog more than one post especially when I am going to have night school later on.
Guess it's cos I know by the time I come home I'd be tired like a dog already to even want to touch the keyboard. But anyways, clip here is of Lucify, singing a song called Yi Qi Zou Ba by Energy & Xiao Zhu (Luo Zhi Xiang).
I am the type of person that has to listen to a song a few hundred times to even like it, but I find this particular one really cute and it's like.. a ringworm.. a term coined by a Perfect10 ad to describe songs that keep replaying in your head while you go about your daily chores.
This video is abit long as it has introductory parts by the hosts and before-performance preparations where you can roughly tell how the song sounds like, but I mean I didn't expect a song to REALLY sound with so much.. ah la ba bla bla bla yada yada. Check it out!!!
No matter what some of you say, I think I'm starting to like Lucify.
CiiN Sniffed Her Pillow At 3:16 pm
My Smelly Phollow #3
Miffy almost died last night. Mum didn't notice she was on the chair and sat straight down. It barely missed Miffy, but it turned out that Miffy welcomed sharing the chair with Mum.
Just look at her face in the last photo. Awwwwww
CiiN Sniffed Her Pillow At 2:11 pm
Once Again..
Wednesday, July 12, 2006
Under great influence from Mama The Great, I had my hair permed.
BUT.. it wasn't as disastrous as the time I did it at Kimage (dried/frizzled instant noodles). It was much better in the sense that.. well.. it still LOOKS like hair.
Most importantly, it's probably costed me only like 15% of the price I paid at Kimage. It's my first time there and I permed my hair straightaway, though it's easy to roughly judge the skill of a home-based hairdresser who survives purely through Word of Mouth and has a 90% regular clientele.
I'm not going to post photos of my head up here because I already so can HEAR what SOME PEOPLE are going to say and I can do without it, thanks!
Which serves to remind me something I read in a mag at the hairdresser's today:
And with that, I have picked on a few sensitive nerves here, so I shall add a very innocent and cute picture of Ah Gong and Joon the violent queen!!!!
CiiN Sniffed Her Pillow At 6:24 pm
My Smelly Phollow #2
Tuesday, July 11, 2006
Most recent photo of Xiaobao taken 2 hours ago
Xiaobao's doing fine though still adjusting to cracking seeds open with his newly shaped beak. Don't worry, he's now on a very good diet of fresh veggy, especially broccoli (YUCKS YUCKS YUCKS) and fruits. :)
CiiN Sniffed Her Pillow At 6:35 pm
Cockroaches
Not too long ago, Jo came over my house one day. It was past 10pm and the maids and my ah gong had gone to sleep so we sneaked down to steal a snack from the kitchen.
We were sitting at the table inside when a cockroach crawled out from behind some cans.
It was on a table further away, thus Jo did not freak out as she often said she would if she sees a cockroach.
After only seeing that one cockroach, she made a sweeping statement that "the cockroaches at your house are really weird. They look.. deformed.."
Because of what she said, I was rudely awaken from my daydreamings of what Mr. Meow would have done to that cockroach if she had been around.
Probably kill it, pick it up in her mouth and bring it to show it off to us.
Anyway, I can assure you that said hunch-back cockroach was a one-of-its-kind at my house.
Few nights ago, because Kilo had sneaked into the house while I took Chubby out for his usual night walks, I was in the kitchen taking bread slices to entice him OUT.
The look on Kilo's face says: I'm NOT leaving WITHOUT bread!
It was then that I saw hunchback cockroach again. This time, armed with my handphone, I was able to luckily capture this photo of it. The pic doesn't give me any credit. I had to creep NEARER to the cockroach than what you estimate.
The strangest thing was, hunchback of Lim-tredame appear to be quite 'tame'. I would have bet that if I put out a hand to stroke it, the bugger wouldnt' even move an inch.
But however, Hunchback would never have survived if it had encountered Oscar Lim himself. Have any of you ever seen the way Oscar eats? When Oscar feeds, you should never ever put your fingers near him. In his haste and over-enthusiasm, he might drag some flesh off. I feed him in the sink these days, and I must say that I kept a clear 20cm away from the blardy sink itself.
Only as he starts becoming full and sane do I even dare to touch his shell and 'lead' (actually push) him to where more food is hiding underneath his shell in the water.
But when it comes to being ferocious, Oscar still lags behind. Like when Chubby or Didi goes after him, he would still, as most terrapisn would, hide in his shell and refuse to open his eyes.
The current Lim Family No.1 reigning Violen King(or Queen) is........
Although I have to admit, there are a few 'screw-ups' occasionally as she is disadvantaged due to size. Isn't the little watermelon-face Joonie Joonie baby cutesy pudgie wuppy cute?
CiiN Sniffed Her Pillow At 4:56 pm
Val's Farewell
**Warning: LONG post**
OK! I am SORRY I sounded abit too sad in my previous post after mentioning that I went to the vet. I'm just frustrated at the lack of hours in a day.
NOTHING happened. No one and nobody died. Chubby, Kilo, Didi, Joon, Miffy, Oscar, Cody are all fine, living and breathing.
Except for Joon, of course, who's still quite pissed. She almost died under Kilo's armpits when the clumsy dog was trying to stand up on his feet after being viciously attacked by Joon herself.
But that was about the most 'dangerous' thing that happened today to my babies.
The other dangerous thing was that Xiaobao's beak had grown so unnaturally long that he (or she, we forgot to ask the vet!!) was unable to close his mouth. Since Xiaobao's character is the direct opposite of Joon, who is a girl, I can only predict that Xiaobao is a dude.
A GENTLEman, as one might have called him.
It was Sunday evening when I popped by Xiang's house to see Xiaobao and was extremely shocked to see his beak. His tongue was exposed ALL the time because the lower beak was so long the upper one could not 'close down' on it.
I told Xiang that it would gradually affect the poor bird, making it more difficult for it to eat, resulting in gradual starvation and eventually death.
He did not believe me. "He's stil eating food what! I clear his food-bowl everyday cos it's filled with only empty seed husks."
Typical of Xiang, what say you?
Gradual! GRADUAL, okay?
Anyway, I convinced him that he absolutely has to bring Xiaobao to the vet, which we did, just now. I tell you, if you are ever bringing your bird to the vet, please make sure you make an appointment to ensure that their.. um.. bird-specialist is around that day.
Stupid Xiang and I didn't. In fact, we even went down while the clinic was closed for lunch break, so we decided to walk around and went to.. um.. certain bird shop.. I don't want to say the name for fear of 'ruining' its reputation.
We showed the dude working at the shop and ask whether they could grind the beak for us or do we have to go to the vet. He took a look and said something along the lines of "incurable. hopeless. sure die."
Xiang's face turned WHITE. I mean, it wasn't the first time his pet fell ill and there are times I can mention when the pet even died. Xiaobao is very important to him because.. well.. its one of the pet that he kept so long (and still survived). Not that he is a irresponsible pet owner you know. He is simply not observant enough, in my humble opinion.
We looked at the other untame (but otherwise, healthy) lovebirds flying around in their cages when Xiang suddenly turned around and said to me "Cin, if the vet also tell me no hope, I seriously will put Xiaobao down to sleep."
I was super unconvinced by what the shop dude said so I raised a brow and said "No need to la. Small problem only!!"
"But I will, if the vet also say no hope." he re-emphasised and repeated more quietly to himself. For awhile I mentally prepared myself that he might start crying anytime soon but he didn't. He probably have't grasped the reality of the situation yet. I mean, even if have to put down to sleep, it was a tad bit too early for him to decide.
He probably was scared. The last time we visited the vet together was with Muffin, his Jack Russell puppy. And not only that, Xiang had to pay a whooping few hundred dollars of bills that accumulated from her hospital stay, blood tests etc etc. Muffin never survived.
All we got back at the end of it all was a cold and lifeless body of Muffin and he even had to fork out MORE money to cremate her.
We were the first to enter the clinic this afternoon after the staff were back from their lunch break. But, because we hadn't made any appointment, we could only wait while those who had appointments went ahead of us. Each time we were wishing and hoping that no more customers came in because they'd probably go before us again.
After waiting exactly 1 hr and 15 mins, we finally got in to see the doc. Cleared all our doubts, and the doctor said that she could survive this. We just had to learn to file the beak ourselves (just a little each week), or bring it back to the vet whenever it got too long.
Of course we'd try to learn to file, because this afternoon alone costed Xiang $50, though it was a small price to pay, in return for a professional's assurance and keeping your darling bird alive.
They didn't cut/file the beak in front of us though. Sometimes looking at your pet go through it is more traumatic for the owner than it is for the pet. I still can recall how I felt like crying when Joon's flight feathers were being clipped.
I guess that's why they took Xiaobao into the other room. When we got him back, he was obviously still in shock. Ruffled feathers, and, I'm sure I'm not dreaming; the area around his eyes looked pretty damp, like he just cried or something.
..............
Ok. Guess I can't delay anymore about the post I all owe you regarding Val's farewell.
Right now, I got like 60% of the photos that we took that day on Val's send off.
There wasn't alot actually. I'm wondering who holds the rest. There were so many cameras that day that I don't know whose camera is whose camera.
Hold on tight while I flood all of you with photos. Prepare for mass scrolling!!!!
With Jo
With Fang
With Manda
With Lex
With Darius
And finally......Somehow.. with me, it was.....
I had NO idea why.. I'm starting to think that my hp is actually *gasp*.. ALIVE!??
Everyone had a great time camping at Burger King
It was a rather emotional send-off with Val crying buckets....
But actually, after sending her off... we were......
(Ok. There was actually a happier-looking one, but I don't know whose camera was it and I'm guessing it's Darius. DARIUS. HURRY UP!)
CiiN Sniffed Her Pillow At 2:23 am
To all involved:
Monday, July 10, 2006
Please send me photos of Val's send-off.
Just came home from the vet's. Will blog about it later tonight. So many things to do. So little time. *Sigh..*
CiiN Sniffed Her Pillow At 3:57 pm
SK Jewellery
Saturday, July 08, 2006
has some pretty nice jewellery. One of which is a range from Italy, called Makuti(link HERE). Though limited designs are imported, I think they're nice enough.
Walked past the SK at opposite Peninsular when suddenly I saw the Makuti collection. It just caught my eye like that and I stopped and pointed it out to Jo, who was, and currently still is, obsessed with Onyx.
Fast forward and today, she paid up her balance payment for one of Makuti's very nice pendant/necklace.
We then happily walked less than 30 metres away, took a lift and went for our lessons. Gosh, the convenience of schooling IN Toa Payoh Central! There is one of Singapore's BIGGEST Watson's outlet right at the doorstep of the school building!
Three hours later, we were barely awake when we took the lift down again upon class dismissal. Jo decided to eat at Burger King and since I had nothing to lose, I accompanied her.
And when she finished eating, she just stood up, took her bag and moved off to walk beside me as we stepped out of Burger King.
"Oei!" I signaled to her. She looked at me, puzzled. I arched my eyebrow towards the table we sat at, which happen to also be the table where a very nice-looking Makuti bag stood.
The young but semi-conscious lady had just bought the thing and she left it at Burger King for the next customer already!
PS: SK's having a 50% discount on the Makuti range so get it while GSS is still on!
Other than that, other weird things include people from our new class as well as sales assistants actually asking if both of us were sisters!
So, we have both decided that the NEXT time someone asks us that again, we're going to say "Yes. We're twins, in fact!"
I'm having an eco-system 'unbalance' here at home. Chubby's sleeping in Miffy's basket beside her favourite teddy, eating (carefully selected) rabbit food, and urinating at places where Miffy likes to pee, which UNFORTUNATELY happens to be AGAINST my balcony sliding door.
And then there's Miffy, who's trying all ways and means to steal millet spray (a type of bird food) out of Joon's cage, at the risk of being pecked.
The only most normal one is Joon, who is still going around and defecating everywhere and anywhere she wants to.
New knowledge: I've never tried to find out about this through the internet before, but my dad suddenly asked me this:
Humans and horses perspire, pigs sweat, and dogs pant. So.... what do rabbits do when they feel hot/cold?
Answer?
Through their ears. I came across a site that says if the weather is too hot for the rabbit.. mist their ears as it would help alot in helping them keep cool...
Interesting!
CiiN Sniffed Her Pillow At 12:28 am
First Day of School!
Thursday, July 06, 2006
Today's my first day of school at PSB Academy. Can't say it's UWA though, because it honestly isn't. One day, I must at least go over to the Australia campus and at LEAST.. touch the walls of the school.
Everyone who's seen the pic agrees with me that it reminds them alot of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft & Wizardry (Harry Potter's school la).
That aside, I am not very excited though it's the first day. Bored would be a better word. Anywayz, I'm mass-watching Gackt videos (influenced by Jo) to pass these few hours before I make my way down, and I must say I've come across a few really good ones.
Maybe those ads in Singapore could learn a thing or two from Jap ones.
I totally do not understand Jap at all except for the usual Sayonara phrases, but even then they speak it so fast I sometimes don't catch it at all. My guess is this commercial is trying to say how good their zooming is. Enjoy!!:
CiiN Sniffed Her Pillow At 4:46 pm
Long Time Since Town
Wednesday, July 05, 2006
Been a really long time since I ENJOYED going down to town. To tell you all the truth, at that birthday gathering lunch, I couldn't have been more stressed.
First, I was already running behind time and then Xiang dropped a bomb on me that he was meeting a buyer at Serangoon MRT before we proceed to town together. His meeting time? 2pm. 2pm is also the time I told EVERYONE to meet up at Dhoby Ghaut. Those who were on time, were on time. Those who were late were one and a half hour late.
And then, the second bomb dropped. Val wasn't coming. I shall leave it at that and not give any input.
Next, as Xiang and I were hurriedly waiting for the stupid traffic light to change to a green man and cross the street, I felt something dribbling down my nose. Instinctively I looked up into the sky to prevent it from dripping down my shirt and then reached for Xiang. "Shit. I think I have a nosebleed."
Though we were standing amidst the weekend crowd, he stuck a finger and peered down my nostril and told me it was just mucus. Straightened myself and we ran across the street only to find out only two had reached out of the original twenty.
But last night's outing was great. There were no pressure to entertain and make sure everyone enjoys themselves (which was a very stressful thing)!!
I know some of you are starting to lament about why you weren't invited. Well, I was only told at 3.30pm that we were supposed to meet less than 3 hours later at Orchard MRT. I doubt half of you could make it. I myself was late, as usual, but more late than my usual 15-minute late kind.
I almost got the meeting place wrong even. It was supposed to be at Orchard, and I stood on the Dhoby platform getting ready to board the train towards City Hall.
Invasion of the Crab People
That aside, we thoroughly enjoyed ourselves finding a present for a guy we hardly know.
But there was one incident that I had to record. I was complaining of blood stains.
Recently I found them everywhere. My bags, a towel that I had left on the table, and even on my smelly pillow's case. Just can't trace where the blood came from. By the time I discovered, it was in those dark red/brown form already, the typical characteristics of dried blood.
However, that thought vanished when I finally saw Darius wearing the Argentina jersey that we had bought for him for his birthday. No wonder he kept saying 'Hello!!" when we met up.
Then we went to Flesh Imps at Wisma Atria. After we got out of the shop and walked further away, the sales girl came out to call us, and said that her friend (who was in the shop), is also an Argentina fan, and that he would pay $10 for Darius if Darius buys the Argentina shirt sold in the shop, so he would only have to pay the other $19.
Darius, without even thinking, immediately rejected the kind offer and we walked further off. Just then, Starbucks was giving away free samples of their Banana Mocha to all passers-by and we took a cup each and were happily drinking when Darius suddenly said that he did not mind buying that Argentina shirt at Flesh Imps after all.
BUT. He also said that he was embarrassed to go back now since it would appear like he's um... cheapskate.. according to what he said.
After much argument between us and him, we half-pulled half-dragged him back into the shop where he finally bought the shirt.
AND THEN. As we were leaving the shop, and Darius was keeping his wallet or something, he lost hold of the Banana Mocha and it dropped and splattered all over the entrance of the shop. Right in the middle, too!
I was lucky to be standing further away, still attracted by the stuff in the shop.
It was SO BLARDY NEAR the display goods I tell you. Thankfully none were stained. All of our jaws, save Darius', dropped to the floor as all of us had droplets of Mocha on us. Fang's toes, Keet Leong's shoe, Jo's legs, and my bag.
Then Fang said "Should we help them clean up or something?"
The sales girl who informed us about her Argentina-loving friend came out as she heard us dropping something. She saw the drink and then she ran towards the back of the shop screaming.
Jo then really seriously started taking out tissues and I believe she was going to get down on her knees and start cleaning the floor for them. Turned out she lifted her leg and wiped away the mocha drops all the while shouting Darius' name in a murderous and growling voice.
And Darius? Well, he disappeared. Like WOOO.. disappeared, right after he dropped the cup.
We eventually found him hiding behind the nearest pillar outside the shop and all four of us wanted to kill him.
Thus, we had to go to the toilet and do abit of cleaning up.
So finally, everyone took a bus home except me and Jo who took the train home. On the train it was extremely crowded. I hugged my bag closer to myself and Jo suddenly remarked "There's banana mocha on your bag!"
I wanted to tell you that no, it's the blood stains that I've found all over my stuff at home, but then I looked at the spot she was pointing at.
Lo and behold! There was really a brand new patch, no, MANY brand new patches of 'blood stain' on my bag!
If only I could scream "Darius Koh!!!!" and then he would sneeze wherever he was. Lol!!!!
CiiN Sniffed Her Pillow At 11:53 am
She....
Tuesday, July 04, 2006
Remember the song, 'She' from Notting Hill?
She ..... May be the face I can't forget The trace of pleasure or regret May be my treasure or the price I have to pay (at $80 for the bird excluding cage/food/toys)
She May be the song that summer sings Especially in the mornings.... Making a hundred different sounds.. Especially when you're sleeping.....
Ok. You may have guessed. I changed the song lyrics. I'm singing about Joon.
I'm quite pissed cos I actually typed out the entire thing but my computer kana the Blue Screen of Death shit and now I had to retype everything.
So, as I had previously typed, I wanted to share with all of you...
Things You Don't Know About Joon
1) She is extremely protective of Miffy.
Having just awaken, I was washing my face in the toilet with Joon on my shoulder. The stupid bird was arching her neck, reaching for my crystal bracelet that dangled right in front of her seductively as my hands were washing my face.
Suddenly I heard a bird crying out in desperation. You can really tell by their sounds whether it was a normal call, a reprimanding one, or one for help.
Since it was a 'outside bird' and would fly away on sight, I decided to leave it alone and continued washing my face. Joon didn't. She flew off my shoulder and landed on the floor and ran towards my balcony, disappearing under the curtains.
I was quite shocked because I thought my balcony doors were closed completely. Drawn the curtains and to my horror, saw that Chubby had Miffy cornered and it was Miffy that was screaming like that. Joon had rushed to Miffy and threatened to blind my dog, so Chubby had no choice but to retreat a few steps with a very angry Miffy after his eyeballs.
I went to pick Miffy up and the poor rabbit was, YUCKS, covered in dog saliva. Instead of attacking her, Chubby decided to lick her all over instead.
When I had finally finished cleaning Miffy, Chubby had already retreated under the bed with Joon standing guard close by.
No one bullies Miffy. Except Joon herself.
2) Contrary to popular belief, Joon doesn't ALWAYS BITE. However, I think it is safe and correct for me to say that everyone who has tried to touch her had been bitten by her before. That, doesn't mean she bites ALL THE TIME. Occasionally when she's in a good enough mood, she does allow you to stroke her back, but not for more than 3 seconds, and you must call her name gently as you do so. But you don't have to worry much; if she doesn't like the tone, she'd let you know.
3) She looks eerily familiar....
4) She broke my crystal bracelet that I've been wearing since Sec 3 :(
5) She is a SHE!!!!!
Yup. I just found out a few days ago when I brought her to the GW bird shop to have her wings trimmed. There was one awkward feather sticking out and I think it made her mood really sour. Since I'm there I may as well ask them help me check.
Days before, I had started to praise her 'good boy' because I was resigned to fate. Oscar is a dude. So is Kilo, Didi and Chubby. What was there femmy about Joon? Nothing. So I decided that she was a dude.
Now finding out she's a girl came as a kind of blow to me.
While I had been shopping with Jo along CityLink, I had casually joked that if Joon was a girl and would lay eggs (even without males around they would), I would buy a little egg cup holder to hold her first egg (and possibly all subsequent ones).
Now this joke would come true, though I found out that lovebirds eggs are really tiny, I could have used Sake wine cups too!
I told Xiang the other day too, that when Joon lays her first egg, I might cry because it would mean my little girl has grown up already, and he called me an emo. That idiot!
But, can you REALLY IMAGINE Joon laying egg(s)? OMG!
This is overwhelming. I need a chair! Medicated oil! Help!
CiiN Sniffed Her Pillow At 2:20 pm
My Smelly Phollow #1
Sunday, July 02, 2006
A new section I decided to introduce into my blog, the Smelly Phollow corner.
It's for those days when I have a very interesting photo, and nothing to blog about at the moment.
I am still awaiting photos from Fish & Co's lunch gathering. I have to admit I had no idea whose camera was being used on that day, so can the owner please self-confess and send me the photos?
That aside, today's Smelly Phollow star is: Chubby!
It's been quite some time that I last included a photo of him. So here's a good photo of him poo-ing on ......... well, I'd let you check it out yourself:
CiiN Sniffed Her Pillow At 11:51 pm
Happy Birthday To Me
I know we weren't supposed to celebrate but my break-tradition Ah Yi bought a cake and celebrated it anyway, despite the fact that my Ah Gong went to the restaurant too. While he was out smoking before dessert is served, Ah Yi whipped out the cake from underneath the table, a candle was lit, wishes made, and candle was blown.
All in the space of 3 minutes.
Call it a record-breaking birthday celebration.
But another thing that made me very extremely glad, besides the fact that my maternal side was gathered togther, was also that Yuyang was there. Yang Yang, would sound better.
Boy has that little baby grown. These are the last pics of him I posted on my blog:
New born Yang Yang.
HAHA! So cute right! The little botak head!!!!!
But now, his hair has grown. Somehow, the shape of his head made him have this natural slight mohawk style.
And yes, being much more stable, I dare to carry him right now.
He was just awfully cute. But I can't understand why he likes to look at my direction and make stupid farting noises by squeezing his lips together and blowing out air. Gawd! That is so DEADLY cute it's almost evil!
Yang Yang, fascinated with my Dad's monkey faces, as all babies are..
Lastly, here's one habit I really hope Yang would NEVER pick up when he grows up and all throughout his life (since I feel there are no age limits to 'started getting hooked' onto cigarettes).
PS: Yes, that is a real cigarette but don't worry Type Bs, they are unlit, and it was only on for a while. You ought to be more concerned if the eventual smoker of that cigarette minded having baby drool on it.
