Archive for March, 2007

Boring recaps

March 30th, 2007 by admin

In the past 2 weeks… there were mundane days, but there were also days I really enjoyed, having a nice day out with friends.

I had wanted to keep track of things that happened, and loaded tons of pictures, but those pictures are still stacked away somewhere in my drafts folders.

Soon. Soon. So many many many Minibean’s pictures, you know! *Beams proudly*

She’s like so adorable in them.. SBB once use the term ‘f**king cute’(me not prude, just that you know, I am talking about Minibean here) to describe her pictures.

I will try to make my recap short. Try is the word.

19th March, Monday.

SBB was over at mine, and refused to wake up. We had went for bak chor mee supper in the middle of the night the night before, and cuddled up to watch CSI Miami. I drooled on him enough for him to tease me the next day.

20th March, Tuesday.

I reported to One Raffles Link branch, and had breakfast with the very nice people there. I was pretty nervous and scared, but they are surprisingly very nice and unassuming people. I really enjoyed their company. The manager is one fabulous lady too.

I went out for an appointment with one of the bankers, and the chap we met is a nice Indonesian man. Let’s hope this will bring us somewhere since I would really like to close one for him.

Got back, joined the rest for lunch, and the team spirit here is definitely much more prominent than that of MDH. Went to get Minibean some new socks, teether, and a sling to carry her with. I enjoy carrying her so much that I would rather be carrying her rather than pushing her in a pram. And since I saw the Mums in Mind sling everyone has been raving about, I got one for myself as well.

Bumped into Shujun in the ladies. Gee, she is in the same office as I do. How coincidental is that?

Had drinks with my colleague(Thanks Glenn for bringing my box of pampers for me from MDH!) and the person-in-charge of the project, before Dad drove by to pick me up to head straight back to JB.

Had dinner together before Dad drove us back to Singapore around 9ish, with Minibean sleeping in my arms. Her curiosity is like so easily roused. She wants to be held up high to look at the scenery outside.

I eagerly checked out her tooth, her rashes, and the other differences that came about ever since the last time I saw her.

And she didn’t give me much trouble throughout the night, except when she was hungry.

VampTreSS, Roy and Brian dropped by for a meeting, and since Roy and VampTreSS had wanted to see baby as well.

Brian was well freaked out when he had reached earlier(the other 2 were having supper), and found himself in the situation that he had to help me tend to Minibean whilst I ran to the kitchen to get a bottle of milk done when she woke up. The look on his face was priceless.

Muahahaha.

Minibean pooped when Uncle Roy carried her, and that look, too, was priceless. Muahahaha.

And to think she responded with charming, cheeky giggles while in her soiled diapers… how not to love her?

Uncle Roy met her 4 times, and had never seen her cry, he said. And yes, she kept smiling throughout the night, and many pictures were taken.

(I am smiling as I am typing this)

All of them had the chance to take pictures with her, and she was then tossed to Brian as we had wanted to see how he would react.

Amazingly, he was quite alright and didn’t fluster like we thought he would. I guess the suggestion of ‘hold a baby like you would hold a puppy’ helped.

The guys stayed on till it was 2 plus before they took their leave.

Not before Roy helped to feed her as she dozed off into a deep slumber, and we tried hard to adminster her medication to her as she slept.

***

The little one slept soundly till noon.

I tried to use the tips given by Lilly to prepare Minibean to be a water baby by splashing and scooping some water with my hand over her head when I bathed her.

She took it well and wheeee… I would enrol her in swimming classes soon and attend classes with matching bikini to hers!

I heart, heart, heart Minibean.

***

SBB wanted to see Minibean.

And it was strangely odd to see him staring hard at her, and her, grasping his finger in her palm, and suggested for a picture to be taken. Of us.

He tried to play with her, and clumsily carried her close to his chest, shooting me helpless looks whenever she looked a tad uncomfortable and was ready to wail.

I lazed in his arm as he stroke Minibean’s face with the other.

I turned away and tried not to look when he said goodbye, and leaving pecks on her tiny face before he left.

***

It was then time for her to get ready for her checkup.

Dad picked us up to drive down to NUH for the appointment.

She is now 61 or 62 cm! Tall little lass she is.

She was given the go-ahead for her jab, and it was cool to see that she took it very well again this time.

She grimaced for a bit and didn’t even wail as soon as the needle was pulled out. And thank God, she didn’t even have any fever post-jab.

She was so cute even strangers came up to make conversations.

Must be my good genes. Cough.

Will dedicate a post just for her pictures soon. Yup, er, soon.

Sent her back to Malaysia after her jab, and returned promptly with plenty of fatigue to head to a shoot in Toa Payoh.

And that was the start of another long night.

The shoot finally went on smoothly after 2 previous hiccups, and thankfully, we had fabulous clients out of the guys. We adjourned to David’s studio despite that we had wanted to leave, cos we thought Roy wanted to hold a meeting.

When he reached, then did we realise we were cheated!

Roy had wanted our help as slaves!

He had this last minute printing job that went awry and had needed manual help.

100 pieces of Habbo stickers, that we were supposed to cut out by the outline, and I tell you, there were many small squares and zig-zags we have to cut… and at the end of the night, my hand was trembling from the over-exertion.

And after the initial 2 hours(we started at late 10), he had declared we would only need another hour for completion.

At around 1 ish or 2am, we adjourned to his place.

And we didn’t leave till it was 5 in the morning!!!!

Where to find friends like us, tell me? Free of charge labour, you know? It wasn’t long before Brian’s eyes were bright red and swollen, and I was seeing black squares like those from the stickers.

Brian then dropped me off near the expressway entrance before I took a cab home.

I couldn’t get Habbo out of my mind. *shivers at thought* Those little people haunt me.

But it was darn fun. Almost addictive as you stare intensely at the outlines, and just cut it pixel by pixel. Almost OCD. Damn therapeutic(they decided I am insane from Habbo overdose).

Yay. I cut the most Habbos for the night!

***

Had replacement meeting back in my main office.

By the time I finished, I went for lunch alone when FF called me to meet up at… duh, The Atrium, which is like, right next to where I report these days(Singapore has limited places I guess).

We went to sing KTV with Pot Pot(it is a person) and I had fun laughing when SBB asked me why was I torturing my eardrums like that when he sang.

They went for dinner at Mr Bean before FF went shopping with me. I very the happy, because I bought a pair of killer boots for 5 dollars from ALDO!

Shopping with vouchers proved to be a daunting task because it would escalate into a game of Mathematics as we tried to work a 145 budget with 6 x $30 vouchers.

Eventually, I intelligently whipped out my 20 bucks Wisma vouchers, and used 4 ALDO vouchers, and topped up another 5 bucks.

The boots were comfortable and were on sale. And as much as I know how impractical it is, I had wanted boots for the longest time but had never found anything I fancied.

And I thought the back of the boots are really cool.

A bit the kinky huh…

For 5 bucks!! Whee.

And now, I still have 80 bucks of vouchers(I just got another Wisma voucher!) to get a pair of work shoes before the sale ends. *Grins*

Took a cab back with FF, before she dropped me off at Buona Vista station and I took a cab home.

Oh, SBB came over, and I have the suspicion he likes the boots very much.

Almost too much.

We tried to watch CSI Miami after that but we maxed out.

***

It was Awards Night for the company on Friday.

Amazingly, Ting forgot her phone.

I am the type who doesn’t bother about returning to home for phone, and thus, had to live without it for the day.

I met up with FF at Novena Square. I was 15 minutes late, and was walking towards the pay phone when she suddenly appeared.

She telepathetically came down to look for me cos she had a feeling I forgotten my phone and something told her to head down to look for me. Just as the moment I was walking out!

The force is strong with us.

We had dinner and stuff before JD picked us up in a cab and headed to her place. Potato joined us shortly after and we played mahjong till SYT dropped by at West wind. Potato also can predict future. She joked about SYT dropping by at West wind, and that we would tell him we just started and that we had preferred West, so we started with West. Muahahaha.

Loved playing with the girlies!

I did my jiggly dance at Potato, and I wished she had followed me too.

It was a lot of fun and laughter despite we swore not to be bitchy.

Bitchy? Where got.

I then took a cab down to New Asia, to meet up with the agency people.

It was almost 1ish. I had thought it would be at Balaclava and thus was in shorts and sandals. I stuck with the shorts, and borrowed JD’s heels.

I popped in contacts and piled on a lil makeup.

And muahahaha, at the foot of the building, I had someone coming up to me to make conversation, ‘I just want to let you know you have gorgeous legs.’

COUGH.

He was drunk I think!

And then he escorted me up to 70th floor before he shook my hand and said goodnight.

Odd. Strange.

I joined the rest of the guys and I danced with the girls. Amazing bunch of people to be with. Only complaint is everyone had a partner that night. Gr….

We hit the dancefloor, and apparently I was harrassed most part of the night.

Coincidentally, I bumped into Paul, one of Wenmei’s wedding helpers, who was there, alone.

I played 5-10 with the guys and drank the most beer I had in a long while. I am bad drinker.

Luckily, Chris’ girlfriend drove us all home.

***

Since I have pictures for Saturday and Sunday(25th), will blog it in the next post.

***

Monday – 26th

Was an odd day cos of the EBB, SBB and CBB incident. Made some calls to the clients in the evening, before meeting up with FF who came down to Plaza Singapura.

Had dinner, before we met up with JD, for our usual craving for.. Mahjong, what else?

I decide that I would stop swearing and look fierce over mahjong table. But but but… I am just expressionless.

I have no idea why I get emo when playing mahjong. Thinking time during mahjong is bad for concentration.

Finally, I took a cab home with SBB dropping by with groceries.

***

Tuesday. Nothing much like I had mentioned.

***

Wednesday, 28th.

Will blog together with the other pictures!

***

Today is a slow day. I can actually blog at work is an amazing thing. If only I have a lappy and 3G connection everywhere I go!

The only thing that perks me up a little on this little gloomy day.

***
Did I mention how I couldn’t stop eating these days?

Sigh.

No wonder my tummy flab is creeping back instead of shrinking.

*Sulks*

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Blank

March 30th, 2007 by admin

I woke up with a heavy head today. Probably due to dehydration since I didn’t drink much water yesterday.
Slowly, the heavy head evolved into heavy heart as the day progresses to noon.

Something inside me is eating me up and I just don’t feel good.

I am reluctant to face people today, possibly I am just afraid of them.

Eek. Someone asked a male colleague if he was after me. Duh. What ever happened to the pure and innocent thoughts about platonic friendship. We come from same company and always have quite a bit of free time at hands, so we tend to hang out a bit. That shouldn’t account for anything, right?

Sometimes, I just wish I am invisible.

One of my favourite colleagues has a promotion. That’s nice.

Been a while since I last blogged about my daily activities eh?

Despite spending main bulk of my time consumed by CSI(I finally caught up with approximately 15 episodes over the past week) and Heroes(I shall not mention how my early day back home yesterday was spent watching the 1st 9 episodes at one go. 9 more to go!), and the ever-routine pressurising work, I realise I still DO have a life somewhere with my social-butterfly self at its best.

Perhaps overdose of that makes me a recluse for these 2 days. I couldn’t wait but head straight for home on Thursday. It doesn’t matter if it means missing dinner, and just holing up under the duvet like it’s the only place I feel safe.

I spent my day my Tuesday(27th) in similar fashion, and I liked it. Nothing worth mentioning, yet felt terribly fulfilling spending a little time with myself.

My colleagues and I ended slightly before 5 and I reached home at early 5pm, feeling good to start my Heroes marathon, nude under the blankies.

9 hours of Heroes plus a bit of housekeeping in the middle of the night is crazy but good for a little off-time for the mind.

Until it was near midnight, when I was tempted to up a colleague’s offer to join him at Boat Quay since I owe him a beer, but thought it was too late to head out. I would have done so on other nights, but I was just… a bit anti-social and the thought of meeting his friends scares me. I am so no good with people.

He seems like a nice person and a really good company though we have yet to hang out, so perhaps would catch up with him a little after I leave the bank.

And… it was also near midnight, before a surprising SMS came in. Someone I met at a friend’s wedding just over a month ago and we bumped into each other again recently. Hurhurhur.

Basically, in his words, he was bored and thought of asking me out. To a bar perhaps and that he would fetch me.

But I was too comfortable at home so despite how he then suggested I could just wear casual and ‘we just go drive drive lor’ and that it would be a guaranteed nice place(SBB said ‘it is almost like I ask someone out to Mt Faber or some place you know… you know..’) that I wouldn’t be disappointed.. I was simply too anti-social and tired to do so.

He then messaged I don’t walk much and he would reach my place in 15 minutes.

!!!! Like salesperson doing closing huh!

I then said I would take a raincheck cos I was really tired.

I wonder what place he was talking about.

***

Today is just not the day. With barely a hint of makeup and a heavy heart, I just want to slip into oblivion and wish my existence is barely noticeable.

I am just freaking glad that my colleague manages to get some 3G network and kindly offer this place of solace for me.

And I would like to dedicate this entry to someone I have never met, never seen, never knew, who possibly went through the worst possible decision in a courageous manner.

Just wanna let you know.. my thoughts were with you throughout, and I wish I could have helped more, be there for you more. As much as I had wanted to speak to you, I didn’t have the chance to…

He will be there for you. Have a good cry and find peace in Him.

It is almost deja vu for me. There is much I would want to say, but words fail me at this moment.

And don’t look back. There is bound to be regrets… but don’t let them damage you further than things already have.

Somehow as I am typing this, I… feel a surge of emotions that moist my eyes.

I couldn’t help but read back my archives in May 2006, the 11 May would have been the day I terminated Minibean’s chances of becoming who she is today… She was 11 weeks then.

I feel like heading for home and hide under my duvet now.

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An odd equation

March 27th, 2007 by admin

Tell me this is not odd.

I saw EBB today. I got a little nervous and a little scared. He seems to have this effect on me these days, and I try my best not to get myself into compromising situations whenever he is around.

My flirting claws are filed very nicely these days, and I tame that part of me very well.

Off-peak season, I declare.

So, he tried to get me to the stairways again today as I was leaving(I was leaving and he followed me to the exit), which I gave him a child-like shake of the head, and a slight frown, to decline his offer. I had guessed the motives behind.

I lightened the moment by mouthing, ‘No, don’t want! You are up to no good.’
In fact, I dialled for SBB just so he would be on the phone with me, and that was when EBB had tried to gesture me to the back, where the stairways are.

I got off the phone when the lift opened up, and there was someone in there.

And I thought I was safe.

As the passenger emerged from the lift, the very fast one shut the door and pressed for the top floor.

Very smart.

I was busy on the phone, SMSing JD, when he slammed my phone shut.

And of course, he cornered me again. This time, I had pushed his hands away.

And this time, I really don’t like what he was doing to me. I remember my hands were really, really cold.

And I wished I had verbalised it out, instead of just walking out of the lift feeling totally awkward, yet trying my best to act normal.

I used to think of him as a really nice and sincere friend… but I am not so sure anymore. The credits of his niceness to me seem to be weaning out real fast with the recent happenings.

The moment I got out of the lift, I called JD, who was in a meeting.

I dialled for FF, since the 3 of us were supposed to meet up.

I chatted with EBB for a while since we were out in the open, and he tried to get me to stay.

I didn’t. I didn’t want to.

I smiled and said bye.

He went off, and I said by the side, making some business calls and return some others.

I was on the phone with SBB barely a couple of minutes after EBB left, and I told him what happened.

I had my sight on the floor.

When I lifted my head up the next moment, I saw the backview of.. ahem, CBB, with SBB still on the phone.

*Gasp*

He must have just left the building.

Oh.

Uhm…. Hmm…

***

Oh, it is the birthday of this really nice(oh, cookie points for being cute too!) bloke my friends tried to pair me up with recently.

I sent him a message a quarter after midnight, and his reply gotten a girlish giggle out of me, despite it being really simple, and… nothing.

It must be something to do with the ‘Hey sweetie…’

I am a sucker for the word sweetie.

And till date. Only the Ex and SBB exclusively used that.

Sheesh.

***

Something really odd is happening.

Today, a very, very innocent, decent and nice male colleague, suddenly said what I heard to be, ‘Sheesh, I think I am talking too much to you. I am getting horny.’

????????????

He was saying in such a matter-of-factly, confused manner, that I looked at him incredulously, frozen by shock for a moment.

I was like, ‘HUH? What?! Why you say that?’

If you think we are talking about indecent stuff prior to that, you are darn wrong. It was something to do with food, and we had just emerged out from the mall.

I thought to myself, then I started laughing like a madwoman, with my laughter echoing through the entire atrium.

“You mean you are getting corny huh? Sorry I heard wrongly!!!” I thought it was an honest mistake on my part, because I had been telling too much lame jokes in the office these days.

Then in all seriousness, he said, ‘Err… actually, yah, I did say horny.’

………………… *Speechless*

‘WHAT?!?!?!?!?!?! You wanna die ah? WHAT HAVE I DONE? Have I ever said anything to give you wrong idea? I DON’T EVEN SAY SUGGESTIVE JOKES IN FRONT OF YOU! I don’t even flirt with you!!! Why you say that? Teeeeeellllll meeeeee!!!’

The meek, and decent goodboy refused to give me the reason, but he did agree that I have never given him wrong idea nor did I even say anything suggestive nor flirt with him before.

So what the hell went wrong here??

And with him around, I have always been the crazy madwoman saying lame jokes(G ones somemore!), swearing like a man, totally without grace nor poise.. so what’s wrong man?

What really appalled me is the fact that… just a week back, another male colleague, had told me the exact same thing.

He was walking beside me in the mall when we were just casually talking about cars, and he suddenly told me he is horny. As in, he is horny that very moment.

Not in the suggestive manner, but in the matter-of-factly manner.

I so don’t understand men anymore.

Having said that, I am ending this off, since SBB is on his way and had just called to ask me what drinks I want. He is buying me instant noodles/cereals/bread/eggs so I wouldn’t starve myself.

Aww,, when has he became soooo sweet?

He would probably peek at this entry to feed his insatiable curiosity of things that don’t concern him.

Like I said, I so don’t understand men anymore.

(Sidenote: See! I so knew he will snoop my blog the moment he reaches. First thing he said? So why didn’t you stay on the phone with me? In the lift, darling. 2nd thing? I didn’t want you to starve yourself. Why? So Minibean wouldn’t be your responsibility huh?)

 

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Reflections

March 26th, 2007 by admin

I did something I never quite did before, for the first time today.

I was out there, and it didn’t feel real.

It is amazing what tiny reflections could do to you… and to those around you. However subtle, these reflections could be.

On a side note, spontaneity is such an adrenalin booster. It makes you do silly things.

I was out there, today.

Need hints? No prize for guessing where I was.

And as the saying goes… picture says a thousand words.

This picture, perhaps, speaks 2000?

Or could it be 3000?

Starring Nick with the main lead – his sunnies. Boon boon. Mindy. Brian. Ting.

If you didn’t get what I mean. 1000 – for the picture itself. 2000 – for the story the reflections tell. 3000 – it depends on your perspective. Is each of the frame a story of its own?

Just as I was thinking back on what had transpired today, Nick sent me the pictures he had taken today. I was scrolling through this series of pictures he took, and I would perhaps upload all of them soon.

And somehow, reflections, the theme I was just chewing on, aptly reflected in the pictures he conceptualised, using reflections.

So cute. What a little pun.

Nick never fails to amaze me with his kooky ideas, and I think the series of reflections he took, are really fabulous.

Wonder why Boon Boon so broody though. Heh.

Thanks guys, I had a great time today.

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Meme. Me me me.

March 25th, 2007 by admin

Gee.

I am like, so… long never blog.

So huh, I am going to do the meme I was tagged with.

And blardy hell, I have to do 3, you know?

Sorry JD, I promise I will blog in my new domain once I figure out how to!

And yes, the fabulous JD had decided to spring me a surprise in the middle of the night, at 3am, the 20th, to announce to me the birth of joewei.net.

She has painstakingly done up the site, and migrate my posts over for me!

No mean feat okie!

And for the first time in my 26 years life, I finally…. have my own domain.

If I could, I would have invited some dong chiang dong chiang for some lion dance.

Thanks babe, that was utterly sweet. I was almost speechless. Can cry, you know?

You know I love you, darling. *Beams*

Okay, so I was saying.. the meme.

I am supposed to say 6 weird things about myself right?

Scarlett Ting’s 6 weirdies:

1) I blush when I talk to girls. Don’t ask me why, I have freaking no idea. I tend to be a lot shy-er around girls than guys. Ask FF, and she would tell you how I blush and stare hard on the floor instead of maintaining eye contact the first time we said ‘hi’.

2) I am freaking afraid of escalators. My palms will sweat buckets just thinking about it. I keep having the feeling I would fall backwards when I am on them, and I would have to sit down sometimes. Sometimes going on them can make me cry, and I am not joking. It is no wonder I once drop the entire wheelchair(unoccupied, haha) down at Dhoby Ghaut station.

3) I am afraid of dead fish. Just staring at them make my hair stand. When it is really bad, I will puke at the sight of them. I don’t know why, but it has something to do with the skin, the slight apart mouth, and the eyes staring back… it reminds me of the pet ariwona my neighbour had.. which died right before my eyes, with blood flowing out of its mouth. *Shivers*

4) I think french loaf, with hard cheese, top with chilli sauce is absolutely delicious. Alas, I haven’t had that since I returned from UK. I used to have that as breakfast everyday.. and I can finish up almost the entire loaf.

5) I like to stare at people. Just stare, and observe. I tend to look for traces of emotions, or just study people’s features. It might come across as rude, or may send out the wrong signals. Like how I was staring at this cute guy at Sentosa today, whom I thought look like a friend… I ended up staring a bit too long, and he started smiling and waving at me, before I realised he is not my friend….

Damn. I should have stayed on on the island.

6) I like plucking my armpit hair. It is kinda fun actually.

6 weird things about Minibean:

1) I like to stick my tongue out to taste the air. I was like this when I was inside mummy(the ultrasound pictures are evidences!). I was like this the moment I was borned. And I am still doing it everyday.

2) Despite my really young age, I already have one tooth sticking out the bottom row of my gums. Not just the edge of it, but it stands prominently as a complete tooth. :D

3) Oh guess what. I am smart. It is weird cos Daddy isn’t. Oh wait, it shouldn’t be weird cos Mummy is. Then again, you be the judge. Granny was going to make a call to Mummy, and whenever she says, ‘We going to call Mummy!’, I will instinctively turn to the phone and stare at it. Am I smart or am I smart?

4) I smile at uncles more than aunties! Hehehehe. But charming the opposite sexes are what my parents do best.. so it shouldn’t be that weird, should it?

5) I don’t cry nor make a din when I pooped on myself. Eeeee.

6) I think I love music. I already know how to sing when cued to, and when I was inside Mummy, I kicked for 3 hours, non-stop, when she was singing karaoke with Auntie Vamp. In fact, I was kicking to the tempo. Mummy says she is going to make me a drummer.

6 weird things about… Ting’s 24-inches waist:

1) On days when Ting is constipated, I am 26 inches.

2) I expand after drinking gaseous drink…. and would only shrunk back after a round of intensive, satisfying, wholesome farts.

3) I have no stretch marks… which should be weird, cos I have been through 10 months of sheer hell of stretching, and expanding to house Minibean.

4) I been through a lot. Really. From the days of 21-inches to, the days of 1-metre. And you thought 40 inches only applies to televisions…

5) My pride is constantly hurt. Ting hates me, and I don’t know why.

6) I am vain. Vainer than Ting. I think I look good with a tattoo or a belly ring. After I lose the lard around me.

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By my side

March 21st, 2007 by admin

I finally see my baby after 2 weeks 2 days of being away from her.

I was so afraid she wouldn’t recognise me, and that she would have so much changes that I would feel so out of loop.

I think I miss her a lot.

Just this evening alone, I have taken almost 200 pictures of her.

This is an obsession man.

On this rainy night, she has not only the company of me, but also the company of Uncle Roy, VampTreSS and Brian.

I think she is happy.

I am too.

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TEST

March 20th, 2007 by admin

- ahem – *beams*

*proud*

If Ting deletes this. I’ll kill her.

Lovingly Yours, JD

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Late twenties, soon…

March 19th, 2007 by admin

Thing have been a little fast-paced these days, and I find it an absolute joy to be able to catch up on the latest episodes of CSI: Miami(I found my favourite episode out of Episode 15 of Season 5) on a Saturday night, not going anywhere.

That explains why I had originally wanted to blog, but was too reluctant to give up being a couch potato.

Eventually, I only slept at 5.20am, despite having the need to wake up at 9am for work this morning. And that was only after SBB shoo-ed me to bed when I insisted wanting to catch another episode before calling it a day.

I skipped that episode, but still stayed up to surf… tsk.

It was cool when my colleague messaged me at 3.30am, and we exchanged a few SMSes(he offered to give me a lift this morning), before we told each other off for being up so late(the guys went St James!).

It was no wonder that we both overslept and woke up after 9.15am when he was supposed to pick me at 9.30am.

Went back to office, and it was darn scandalous when a colleague walked in, and he was helping me putting on a tie from the back(he doesn’t know how to do it mirror-way), and the said motherly colleague looked a little taken aback. Muahahaha.

And oh yes, I was handsome today.. when I tried to merge into the guys’ crowd by wearing pants, white shirt and tie. My colleague passed me a feminine tie though I had specially requested for his 300 bucks LV one. Heh.

I should kept my hair bunned up. Ah well.

The event went pretty fine in my opinion, and the team effort was commendable. I think the agency is a fun bunch, and I adore the people who are in it.

Like, fellow yummy mummy, Justine, with her awfully cute daughter, Enya, who was terribly shy.

She looks so much like Justine herself.

Apparently, people feel there are much similarities between Justine and I. I think is.. er.. the blurness?

And she also wants to take her bike licence(yes, I still haven’t given up this yet) too! Is she cool or what?

Only difference is, my sales is not even half of hers!
Another yummy mummy in the house! Janet. She is one of the kindest, most amazing wife I have ever met. Despite her tender age of going 22, she is an amazing lady. I love this girl!

The Aunties Mummy Club!

When I was looking at the picture, I realise all of us have daughters.

Janet(16 months-old Queenie), Jenny(my loanshark! With grown up children), Kelly(3 years-old girl and a 5-month old boy), Me(Minibean is 3 and half months already!) and Justine(3 years-old Enya).


I supposed the next would be Evelyn’s turn!

It is amazing that I was looking at the picture from Evelyn’s wedding, and Minibean was so mini in the picture!

Hair in a mess when the fund talk by Aberdeen fund manager was going on.

I was saying.. this picture looks damn gay. Damien, who never fails to cheer all of us up with his lameness. Nice chap whose sales figures are horrifyingly high, so much so that he is secretly creeping up my would-love-to-assasinate list.
The lovely bunch of people, a pity my manager was actually busy with some stuff and missed the only group picture taking of the day. All of them have been absolutely lovely, and there is no loathesome people in the group, it’s almost amazing. I mean, it is hard to find a workplace where you adore and get along with everyone, no?
We were all fascinated when we were clearing up, cos Tommi put this on.

Wah darn nostalgic can! The Unbeatables with Zoe Tay and Li Nanxing. I awed myself when I could sing every word of the theme song.

Must be getting old… look so retro.

It has most of us glued to the screen, refusing to move. Even boss was captivated. Remember those days…
Me and Ronald, my designated chauffeur since my preggie days since he stays in Boon Lay, and the one who did my tie for me. Heh. Great, great chap.

He very nicely sent me back to Jurong after the event finished at 4 plus, after he picked up his girlfriend from Orchard, saving me the transport trouble.

Back to home, it was more house chores(wah! I cleaned up the house again!), and I uploaded many pictures onto a hosting site so my colleagues could access to them.

Spoke to Mum.

Oh, I think I didn’t mention what happened after they brought her to the doctor’s right?

Apparently, my blur parents(sigh, it’s in the genes, apparently) had stopped given her what they had thought was medication for stomach upset, when in fact, it was actually the cough suppressant that was supposed to be the most important medication.

No wonder she wasn’t getting well cos they stopped after only one day!!!

…………..

And they said I make bad mother with my boo-boos.

But yet, they say she still coughs at around 4am every morning, and my Mum says when she hears Minibean coughs, she also want to cry…

Baby, must get well soon kappa?

Since I got home only at 5ish, my original plan of visiting her must delay till Tuesday night.

I think house chores are therapeutic, and hopefully help me shed a few pounds.

I took a nap at 9+ for a couple of hours, before another stress-inducing SMS came through from my manager.

Phew.

Breathe, baby, breathe.

***

Had supper at Taman Jurong with SBB as we took a ride around the neighbourhood.

Nostalgic, as I went past places I used to grow up.

He can’t stop gawking at me blogging, and I have problems finishing up this post with him scrutinising.

And now.. he is ‘disturbing’ me as I try to concentrate on blogging.

***

In the past 2 weeks, many many people grew older.

Including yours truly, of course.

I am balding. I don’t like to age.

This is how much hair I lose.. almost daily.

Post natal hair loss is so NOT funny.

And it is scary to think that I will be in my late twenties soon. The thought of it is enough to get a NNB from me.

Peining turned 25 on 10th March, and Brian turned 26 9 days after I did.

I started my 26th birthday with 70 bucks poorer, after I had made a trip down to the doc’s because I was coughing my lungs out.

It was THIS bad.

I made my way to work, with little people knowing it was my birthday.

Had lunch with Glenn and Boon Kiat, before I wrapped up some work.

Best part was, one pair of my favourite heels I was wearing broke, and I had to borrow a pair of slippers from Sisley, one of the very nice personal bankers.

I then met up with Potato for coffee, watching a pair of young teenagers dry-humping before us, before Jiali came down to meet up with us, and then loaned me her pair of heels to save the day(imagine I have to go get a new pair! Argh!).

Just before I wrapped the day up, EBB asked what was I up to, and what were my plans for the night.

As I said I was heading to Chijmes for dinner, and possibly heading for New Asis, I could almost hear the disapproval in his voice as he asked if I was going to club.

I gave a dry, patronising wide grin, before declaring it was my birthday. That would mean that it was only right for me to chill.

The dry grin also sent the message, ‘I bet you didn’t know it, do you? After all those heavy work talks you have put on me.’

He was slightly taken aback, and went, ‘oh, you mean it is your birthday? Really?’

Duh.

I just smiled wryly before turning my back to him and walked off.

Since he doesn’t really bother, why ask?

***

Some of the girlies were already there when Jiali dropped me and Potato off at Chijmes(thanks lovely, for the lift!). The lovely girlies decided to get together for my birthday.

It was a quiet, cosy night, and spending it with people I love was just simply amazing. Thanks people for making it a special night to remember :)

I applaud Uma’s courage to join a bunch of people whom she was totally foreign to. But I am very very glad that you joined us, babe. She had came down after work just to have a drink with me just because it was my birthday.

Thank you, really.

I hope we didn’t traumatise you much with our cryptic jokes and super-sleazy dinner talks.

Ai yooo.. I love these 2 bitches lor… or else dinner where got life, where got fun?

And I just have to put up this picture of them… cos it is simply so ugly.

Super act cute.

What’s with the pouts?

The battle of the nostrils.

Silly girl pals are lovely. *Beams*

I have a group picture, but having no photoediting software would mean I cannot add brown fur to FF, and she would murder me and chop me up into pieces if I were to post it up.

*Bimbotic high-pitch voice* All my bestest friends forever in one single picture, you know!

Janise who hid behind me, she was very determined to make me look fat! Thanks babe for taking the time down to spend the evening with me despite your very heavy schedule. :)

And then, there were the guys. 2 of whom are too shy to make it here. JD’s SYT, FF’s Mr GN and Roy were all there you know!

Imagine if SBB were there too, it would be such a scandalous evening! Can play a table of scandalous mahjong!

Mr Roy even gave me birthday hug and kiss! Awwwww….

Eventually, I had 2 birthday kisses from the lads.

And wah! They really planted the kisses on my cheeks. Though I look like I enjoyed them here, my smile was actually frozen…

I blushed!

Roy and Brian, who gatecrashed(who invited you huh?) the do because he had work stuff to discuss with Roy and VampTreSS.

They, inclusive of Janise, turned the dinner into a work-infested one. Hello?!

That was then when they asked if I could take up the job for the next day. Wah. Instant job-offer on my birthday.

And the one.. who has been through much with me. Be happy, darling. I need to catch up with you man.

Uma preparing the cake(thanks Roy!).

Cheesecake!

Okay, cliche pictures of birthday girl with birthday cake.

They were nice to put only one candle.

Yes, I know. It is disgusting that someone turning 26 is still acting cute.

And yes.. wish-making. Blarblarblar… money… blarblarblar… Minibean… blarblarblar.. health… blarblarblar… happiness.

Another year passes just like this.

And in the past year, I became a Mum.

What a difference, a year makes.

Attack!

And that, sums up 070307.

***

It was 9th March 2007, a Friday.

After IT show, I walked briskly to Raffles City to meet up with Eileen and Mono, who were waiting for me to get off work.

I bumped into Johnson and Maybelle.. and it was a long, hard day.

Well, that phone call with SBB that morning, you see.

Anyway, the girls were having a gathering at Mike’s(Peining’s boyfriend) garage somewhere in Hillview Terrace to celebrate Peining and my birthday.

I wasn’t quite feeling up to it over some stuff that were happening, but the girls liveliness perked me up a great deal.

I love girl pals for that very reason that they are always ready source of strength, and they are soooo good at making your day.

The original plan was to meet at 7.30pm, but we only arrived at 11pm after waiting an hour for the cab! Eventually we had to call for one.

***

But it was fffuuuuunnn cos the girlies were already tipsy and their antics were super funny.

Me, Wenmei, Eileen and the obviously high Peining.

Lihui(I absolutely adore this lass!), Wenmei, Eileen and I posing everywhere in the garage!

Imagine my surprise when I alighted from the cab and saw Lawrence, my mahjong kaki there. Since he is in the car-racing business, it is no wonder he knows Mike too. World is so small.

And for the first time, after knowing him for so long, we could have a proper, and more in-depth talk.

The lovely girlies gotten me these:
Whee.

Red, sexy heels.
And I have been saying how much I wanted a pair of red heels, and Wenmei had chosen them without knowing it!

So pretty!!

The girls had wanted to make me drink but I had just downed 8 pills at one go, and they didn’t want me to be hospitalised for OD, and so I was spared. Heh, or else going by how bad a drinker I am, I would need to be carried home.

It was past midnight, and it was Peining’s 25th! Whee! Happy birthday, babe!

Mike joining in as a threesome. Heh. Thanks for being such great hosts.

My turn to have a kiss from the pretty Eileen.

Thanks babes, for making my night.

We played 5-10, and I think I am getting better. Must practise more.

Getting old. It was nice to roam on the roads, and just have fun on the quiet stretch.

If I had my way, I would have danced along the road.

I took sips of white wine, and though I didn’t have much, it was enough to get me a little tipsy. Plus the medication and stuck nose, I think I was pretty high, actually.

And I was hoping that would be enough to justify our vanity below:

And I miss the biking days, a lot.

Muahaha.

The girls glamming up for the camera.

Cough.

SBB took some time to get to the neighbourhood to pick me up home.

Miracle eh? That he was willing to do that.

And I guess it was to make up for something…

I have a post on it somewhere, that I didn’t complete, and didn’t want to go back to.

One day next week, perhaps I would.

The girls heard about the earlier episode, and then asked if it was SBB who picked me up. I knew they wouldn’t want me to be still seeing him.. and I just trying to say it was a friend… Obviously it didn’t work too well. Oops.

And as we headed back… I felt a tinge of coldness in me, that I had never felt.

***

16th March 2007. Friday.

Yet another birthday.

I met up with Tracy in the afternoon for a break, and we shopped a little to get a gift for the little boy.

It was really like shopping for a kid, and we got him a toy helicopter from Carrefour. Muahaha.

I realised there was a one-day Pampers sale, and Pampers was like going at 9 bucks cheaper. I lugged a box back to office and stashed it there.

I should have gotten more, but they don’t fit into my this month’s budget after my overspending. Sigh.

“Is he still contacting you?” Tracy asked.

Yup.

“Did he call you today?”

Quite a few times actually.

“You should just avoid.”

Hmmm.

I got back to work, and then bumped into EBB again.

As we were in a very public place of my office, when I was walking up the stairs, he followed, and he suddenly reached out to me and touched my midriff, as I tried to shy away whilst turning left and right checking for clearance.

Very bold of him, I thought.

Strangely, I didn’t feel that comfortable about it.

Then as I walked on, he pulled me by the arm forcefully and pulled me close as he leaned against the wall.

He stared on at my lips.. before leaning in to lick my lips with his tongue.

I took a glance to my right, before darting away.

“You’re evil.” I mused.

***

The day seemed to breeze past pretty swiftly.

I bumped into Bernice(*waves*) at Starbucks as I was waiting for Tracy.

It was fantastic to catch up with her after such a long while, and babe, it was really great seeing you.

Tracy reached and we went to get some sushi. They took a pretty long while to prepare to sushi and Tracy took the time to do some shopping to get herself out of her restrictive working gear.

The next time I saw her, she was in slippers, denim skirt, and singlet.

I changed out of my work skirt, and wore a pair of shorts, throwing on a white belt for the casual look. It looked misleadingly like I was wearing a skirt too short for the streets.

We stood by the roadside to cut the taxi queue ahead, and managed to catch a cab to Seletar, where Brian’s home is.

We were all supposed to meet at 8pm, and Tracy invited 2 of her friends, who did not know Brian. And her friend actually reached the earliest.

Then, we helped his Mum with the food preparation and such, as she mistook me for one of his ex-colleagues.

Bleah.

Another of Tracy’s friends reached, and throughout the night, I was jibed by them though it was only the first time I met them.

The audacity!! Tsk. Hmphf.

But they were great guys to hang out with, a pity they left earlier though.

Since we were the earliest, and thoroughly bored after we had folded the napkins, fall in the chicken wings, set up the table until there was nothing left to do, we did some cam-whoring with the birthday boy.

Tracy and I on the bench at the car porch.

Looks like we were in a park, eh?

Tracy’s friend had reached earlier, and he asked if Brian’s place is the one with many potted plants, to which I rolled my eyes and replied, “Tell me private residence where don’t have potted plants one??”

Tracy and the birthday boy who looks a little spastic here.

Birthday boy doing what he does best, acting cool.

Then, he demanded a kiss in return of the one I had received from him. Cheap.

It was almost 9 when the others started streaming in(!!!! This group is never early! Grr…).

It was a cosy evening with the rest of the guys.

My little toyboy – Mork. Aww.. see I so shy.

Birthday boy with a mole Buttons.

So scandalous! Check out Mindy’s gleeful and “hamsup” face.

So gay. Muahaha I particularly like how he was holding the sausage….

My cuz and Nick. I hope such stupidity doesn’t run in the family….

The guys up to some mischief when Brian had bounced on Joo Yau’s lap.. and a chain of unfortunate incidents happened that made my cuz slipper-less for the night.

The chaps.

This picture is all about Vamp’s butt.

Brian’s harem of bitches. And there is another version of this picture… courtesy of Nick.


Hilarious.

Auntie Marina and Uncle Ronnie, the fabulous host for the evening. Spent a great deal of the evening chatting with them at the dining table, as they recounted Brian’s rebellious past.

Admire their patience dealing with a child like him. Hahaha.

I remember this part when I was smiling to myself when they were saying how it isn’t easy to be parents.. and that we would only understand when we are parents ourselves. And the scariest part was when they say our children would end up like us.

I then thought of Minibean. And I thought of how much trouble I had brought to my parents as a child.

Then I thought to myself that I really wouldn’t want her to become like me.

The coincidence is that, my colleague from the bank is actually the one who took care of their investment account.

The group of us. Stupid Nick insisted I am short and pushed me to the front just before this picture was snapped to stand with the shorties. Basket.

Almost seems like my birthday.

Another group picture.

We later adjourned to East Coast Park, and the lads decided to head down to skate park, where I had fallen so many times at.

Tracy is scared of dogs. Heh.. and the others tried to traumatise her as they put Buttons on her.

I thought this picture is nice.

We sat around to chat. It was a nice night, and I feel young all over again.

Nick’s car was stopped by the police at the roadblock, and as usual, we waited for him for the longest time….

I was playing with Buttons(she’s so lovely can?) when everyone else was looking at the camera. Bleah.

It was then I played frisbee for the first time in my life!

Had so much fun playing with the guys, as I overcame my clumsy self to reach out for the approaching terror.

Jumping up and down, as well as trying to master the art of throwing frisbee.

Fuuuuuuun.

I. need. to. slim. my. legs. I got ugly legs and post-natal fat legs are so not nice.


I need tips on how to get pretty legs.

It was a nice night to wrap the pensive evening up for me.

It has been a long time since I last exercised, and I hope the frisbee session with the gang would help, somehow.

It was 5am when Nick dropped me off at Thomson, and it took me a while before I could get a cab home.

Nice.

Oh yah. Happy birthday once again, birthday boy.

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Eek

March 17th, 2007 by admin

I wanna blog but my silly blogger just couldn’t upload any pictures.

Which is really pissing me off. Hmphf.

I surprised myself with my will-power, which is now officially of greater strength than my laziness.

I had reached home late from last night(which was really fun by the way), and went to sleep at 7 plus or 8 in the morning.

Before I went to sleep, I reminded myself that I need to make a work call in the morning before the office hours are over.

I went to sleep, and by the time I regained consciousness, I panicked a little cos it was already 1 plus in the noon, which was already too late.

I picked up my phone, and realised I had made a call out at 10 plus in the morning… and it was the work call that I had wanted to make.

I then vaguely recalled that I had indeed woken up to make a work call, whilst sounding really professional, and alert, though I had kept my eyes closed, and mind in screensaver mode throughout.

Wah!

I have strong subconsciousness.

***

I met up with 3 lovely ladies at 3pm for dimsum at China Square.

JD, her little princess and FF managed to persuade me to join them for some really nice dimsum.

Imagine my horror when I stepped into the building and a call came in to remind me that I was supposed to have a meeting in office at 3pm.

BLEAH!

I then rushed back to office at 4pm after my meal(a healthy gastric is also very important you see) with JD giving me a lift.

It was 7pm when I finally finished, and between the option of hitting town with my $600 worth of vouchers(yay! I collected my $400 Takashimaya vouchers… plus my ALDO and Wisma vouchers) and home, I opted for the latter.

SBB was on the phone with me as I walked home from the station.

Had my shower, did my laundry, had a little quiet time by the window with the radio playing, edited some pictures, did a little budgeting(I finally am starting to draw up an excel sheet to keep track of my spending) to scare myself a little(if I continue to spend like this, I would be squandering my savings and pay away. I need more vouchers!), did a bit of follow-up, am doing a bit of blogging and am trying to convince myself to do some ironing(and sewing?)…. before pampering myself with some CSI-ing.

Ahh.. life should be about such, no?

I so much wanted to play mahjong, you know?

I have not played a single game since… since.. since.. January? Or was that February. Not even during Chinese New Year!

***

Bleah. Tomorrow is Sunday and I am supposed to head back to office for some event going on.

The attire is going to be real interesting since I would be in shirt, pants, and *gasp* tie, just like the guys.

I think I am going to be handsome-r than them, you know?

***

I have been doing a bit of thinking recently. If only I could put to words those thoughts that are constantly running through my head.

Yes, I admit craving for companionship and the need for affection are my weaknesses.

But in no way do I want it to be something that allows them to think that it is a great way to take advantage of me of, nor do I want it to be something that makes others think less of me of.

It perturbs me a little when people do things I can’t really comprehend, simply because my low self-esteem is a great puppet-string to pull.

I don’t like to feel manipulated.

I remember my boss messaged me on Valentine’s Day to ask if I had a date.

When I replied I wasn’t looking for one, nor did I have one, his reply made me chuckle.

“Good, keep it that way. Remember, rule number 1, guys are all assholes, and they think single mothers are easy and quick fucks. Rule number 2, even when they do not look like one, always refer to rule number 1.”

I agree wholeheartedly man.

Especially with the people I have been meeting these days, even the most gentlemanly of all, would surprise me otherwise.

Ah well. And what’s with the silly notion of single mums are easy and quick fucks?

Screw(no pun intended!) those who think that way.

And yes.. for the flirting and dating part..

It doesn’t change the fact that I want the best for my baby, and be the best I want to be, for myself.

I am still fiercely protective of Minibean, and I do not take my role as a mother lightly.

Nor should it be a statement of my character. It may be a huge flaw to some, but it should be in no way a representation of who I am when it comes to work, or as a friend, or as a mother.

***

I need to start saving up.

I need to get a laptop or something soon.

I need to get a microwave.

I need to get Minibean more clothes suited for 3-6 months baby.

I need to… pump up my savings so I could start doing investments and such.

You know, I realised I would have asked for something else if you ask me what’s my wishlist again.

Something like.. you know, the vacuum cleaner-like thingy from OSIM.

I am becoming so domestical that I scare myself. It is almost like becoming a maid is my destiny.

Ah! Finally blogger is wisening up and loading my pictures.

So! More blogging coming from me later!

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Amazing

March 17th, 2007 by admin

I am such a living lie that I frighten myself sometimes.

I miss her so much.

Mum called to say her cough is getting worse, and that she coughed till she puked her milk out.

Mum asked me to bring her out so I could bring her to the doctor here.

I miss her so much. You have no idea.

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