Incommunicado

I texted my dad in the afternoon asking him if he'd be going to the club (No, not a night club.) cause I was itching to play 'ping pong'.

He replied 45 minutes later with a text that read: "Daddy in Saudi". (Hey, that rhymes!)

If there's one word to describe my family, it's 'dysfunctional'.

It's Earth Hour

Turn off your lights
and
save the earth.

Make the world a better place,
for you and for me.

:)

Quickie

My team (Manchester United babeh!) just lost. (But thankfully, so did Chelsea. And hopefully, Liverpool, tomorrow.) Again. Suffering back-to-back losses. First time since...2005? Idk. I don't keep track of silly statistics like that.

My friend has been having a nagging sore throat for weeks.

Another friend is ill.

And, perhaps, having been hanging out with them both too much, I've caught the bug, which couldn't have been at a better time considering that I have a presentation on Monday and an assignment due on Wenesday. (For those who are still wondering, yes, I'm being sarcastic.)

Earlier in the week, I lost my Monash Student Diary. I'm still incredibly upset about it. Will someone please get me a new one. I'm begging.

My friend recently got a parking fine and lost his phone on the same day. Worst part—the phone ain't exactly his. (He and a friend, who is also my friend, exchanged phones.) Although, there may not necessarily be a losing end in this predicament. My friend would be somewhat glad that it isn't his own phone he had lost while my other friend, who is the one whose phone was actually lost, has been using a new phone, not my friend's phone (duh), even before my friend lost his phone. (Did I lose you? That was my intention.)

An-(completely different)-other friend but the same one I had afore mentioned about having a nagging sore throat, on the other hand, lost his wallet. Before that, his phone broke down. And before that, the windscreen of his car shattered. AND BEFORE THAT...nah...I'm kidding. Or at least I don't know anymore. But it's bad enough as it is.

Interestingly, I read a 2009 Chinese zodiac forecast (way before any of these misfortunes happened) which projected that Dragons and Snakes will suffer "unexpected financial losses". Heh. (It should be obvious that the reason why I mentioned the year of the Dragon and the Snake are because my friends were born in either one of those years. Myself included.)

That really sums up my week, doesn't it?

Light Off

Natasha Richardson
11/5/1963 – 18/3/2009

I'm deeply shocked and saddened by the news of her passing.
I find it strange myself that I'm mourning the death of someone I personally do not know. And to be honest, I have perhaps only caught two of her movies. One of which being 'The Parent Trap' and the other, I can't even recall. But it is 'The Parent Trap' that I would have the fondest memory of her. The fondest and sole memory, considering it is the only movie of hers that I can remember. Nonetheless, it was one of my favourite movies at that time, and in fact, it probably still is. The character she portrayed in that movie was a figure of poise and elegance and with a British accent to boot, I could not have been more in awe of her now than I was at the tender age of 10. Her grace, class and sophistication will how I'll forever remember her by.

UGH!

If I could, I'd choose to exterminate all the cockroaches and the lizards in the world.

They reduce me to tears.

Out of fear.

And I hate it!

I practically have a lil lizard living out of my desk...since yesterday.

I don't have the heart to kill it thus I gave it the benefit of the doubt that it would go away by today but it hasn't. So now I feel it's taking advantage of me.

And I am NOT happy.

*Update: Lil lizard was exterminated.

Dream

It's a great song save the element of the harmonica.
And her horrible haircut.
As my friend so aptly describes it,
"it's like she gave a pair of blunt scissors to a visually impaired friend".



I was a little girl
Alone in my little world
Who dreamed of a little home for me
I played pretend between the trees
And fed my house guests bark and leaves
And laughed in my pretty bed of green

I had a dream
That I could fly from the highest swing
I had a dream

Long walks in the dark
Through woods grown behind the park
I asked God who I'm supposed to be
The stars smiled down on me
God answered in silent reverie
I said a prayer and fell asleep

I had a dream
That I could fly from the highest tree
I had a dream

Now I'm old and feeling grey
I don't know what's left to say
About this life I'm willing to leave
I lived it full and I lived it well
There's many tales I've lived to tell
I'm ready now
I'm ready now
I'm ready now
To fly from the highest wing

I had a dream

Tickled

The first thing that made me laugh this morning was knowing that my mum now owns a pair of futsal shoes.

What made it funnier was the fact that I had picked it out for her.

In fairness, I had no idea those shoes were meant for futsal until she showed me this . How am I suppose to know la?! They looked like ordinary trainers! Well, least they are comfortable, right mummy dearest?

The second thing that made me laugh:
My mum asked me if I thought she had good dress sense. Before I even managed to reply, she was quick to answer "I think I dress very well. Don't you think so?".

My mother boasting her dress sense to me. In other words implying I have none.

The third thing that made me laugh:
Roz and I met up to do our income tax law homework today. On a public holiday. I'm still quite amazed by our accomplishment. In the midst of calculating figures...

Me: What's 98000 minus 70000?
Roz: 22000!

I probably shouldn't fail to add that my dear friend is an accounting and banking & finance major.

And finally the fourth:
I spotted this old toy lying in a basket among other junks. I picked it up and Zelda immediately showed interest. (It rattles!)

Me: Mama, can I give this to Zelda?
Mum: No.
Me: Why not? Who'd you buy it for then??
Mum: For myself.

I find my mother so hilarious sometimes.

The Plan Was Sound

"We all start every day and promise ourselves we're going to be better. The problem is in the execution."

Mr.A-Z

Because I'm learning to be a stalker...

Oh I'll make a fine paparazzi!

Mraz babeh!

=)

Poems Found in Singapore Toilets

A budding poet trying his best...
Here I lie in stinky vapor,
Because some bastard stole the toilet paper,
Shall I lie, or shall I linger,
Or shall I be forced to use my finger.

Before he graduated to be a poet, he wrote this...
Here I sit
Broken hearted
Tried to shit
But only farted

Someone who had a different experience wrote:
You’re lucky
You had your chance
I tried to fart,
And shit my pants!

Perhaps it’s true that people find inspiration in toilets.
I came here
To shit and stink
But all I do
Is sit and think

There are also people who come in for a different purpose…
Some come her to sit and think,
Some come here to shit and stink,
But I come here to scratch my balls,
And read the bullshit on the walls.

Toilet walls also double as job advertisement space…
Written high upon the wall:
If you can piss above this line, the Singapore Fire Department wants you.

Ministry of Environment advertisement:
We aim to please!
You aim too! Please.

On the inside of a toilet door:
Patrons are requested to remain seated throughout the entire performance.

And finally, this should teach some a lesson…
Sign seen at a restaurant:
The hands that clean these toilets also make your food…please aim properly.