I can't believe my eyes, it's mean enough that bomb up the bodies. For those who survived, they had to go through physical pain from wounds inflicted by the nails, and live with the scars all their lives.

Plain cruel, if you ask me.

Inhuman
Feelingless

Don't they have loved ones too?

For those who don't know, this's a picture of a home-made nail bomb left behind in the boot of the car by one of the London bombers. Probably getting ready for a second round of bombing.

What scares me is the fact that they are not only out to kill, but to hurt those living as well.

I can't imagine if one day, something similar was found in Singapore MRT. It's so small, if it's in a backpack, can it be detected?
7/29/2005 11:56:00 AM
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Was having my sick leave yesterday, not really that bad, just a splitting headache. But more on trying to take a break on work, escape from the office. It's refreshing, having to wake up at 11am, and having Hubby fussing over me, when he's sick himself. :)

So, after two doses of panadol, I almost felt okay. And Hubby suggested catching a weekday movie, which we haven't done in ages.. Only to find the ticket prices bloody cheap!! It's only $6.50!! That's $6 cheaper for a pair of weekend tickets.. Geez!

"The Island" was great, great story line, great plot, nice leads.
Everything made sense, and its ending was unlike those, which brings you to the high of suspense, only to throw you down with a anyhow-will-do, anti-climax ending..

Here's a little preview:
For 5 million bucks, you can have a clone. This clone is supposedly to be in a vegetative state (according to some States law) till the owner needs it, may it be an organ transplant, or a new, young skin. It's like an insurance, guaranteed to make a person cheat death, and live 60-70 years longer, while not looking at that age at all.

The perfect arrangement.

Only that the human clone, if leave in a vegetative state, without going through life, eat, feel, love, emotions, the organs fails. So the maker allows the clones to come to life, but program their memory, to the very limited. The only goal & hope they have, is to go to "the island"

That's it. So as not to spoil the movie for you guys. Go catch it, if not for the storyline, it's for the delicious hunk, and yummy lady.. throwing in a sweet yet unsettling ending.. It will just keep on playing in your mind after you step out of the theatre.. 7/27/2005 05:46:00 PM
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Like the weather, that's my mood too. No, it has nothing to do with the performance, they are great. Even better than before, especially the part where they show the video on how far Singapore had gone through, starting from -believe it or not- Sang Nila Utama, I had already forgotten this character since my secondary school days!

It's just that, a series of things happening, first, my camera's batt dies on me. Just when I'm leaving my house, full of anticipation, i took out the cam to check, and the red, angry symbol was there, on the screen, blinking away...

Part of me dies away...
How to go without my faithful Cam? No photo to post!!! :'(

Then, as i said earlier, it's drizzling, not enough to drench you, but enough to irritate the hell out of you. Luckily there was ponchos in the goodie bag.

We were so excited to have the tickets for grand stand, only to find that from our seats (we went late) our view of the stage were block by bloody coconut tree! What's the tree doing at the padang anyway? I had an urge to chop it down, if not for the fact that there's so many police around... Later, to our horror, the view of the fireworks were blocked too!

#$^^%&*$@!#%*(^*%!!!!!

So we were there gasping at the beauty of the fireworks, with the shape of the coconut leaves in between the patterns... -sigh-

Despite all, we had a good time. It feel so shiok to have the army "officer" salute in your direction. The performance make me proud, proud to be Singaporean, proud to be where I am.
When the last part, the National Anthem, I sing so loud. It's been a long time, and the familiarity touched me...

Looking at the video, I suddenly felt that we Singaporean are like cockroaches. No matter what happen, we, like the cockroaches living through the Dinosaurs age till now, will live through it.

~ Count on me Singapore! ~ 7/25/2005 03:53:00 PM
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LOOK!

Yeah, I got myself & Hubby two grand stand ticket at the NPD Preview!! VIP seating, how was that? I can bearly contain my excitment. I hope the angle would be better than the ordinary, bench seats. :)

Courtesy of my colleague, Linda.

Thank you!! *hug*

It's on this coming Saturday. I'm so excited... but must find something red to wear. I suddenly got the urge to sing country song... ~count on me Singapore~

7/21/2005 04:51:00 PM
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Arrived on Malacca for the first time, I didn't know what to expect. But there's one thing I'm sure, that's to try the Hainanese Chicken rice ball!

At the size of a fishball, 5 balls is equalivant to one plate of rice. Except that the size decieved the mind, even after downing the fifth one, it's still quite a long way from full.. You just felt like you had eaten 5 fishballs... But once it come in contact with water, BOOM! All of us nearly burst our stomach!!Argh~

The most enjoyable part of the trip has got to be the hotel. We had arrived on a time where Renaissance had a conference, so most of the standard room was taken up.. We got upgraded to a executive room for the price of the standard room!! Luxurious! Posh!

There's a well-equipped mini bar with free hot drinks, like milo, tea/coffee..

And look at the things they provided in the toilet, enough to spoilt myself crazy!!
Sea salt, mint extract, shampoo, conditional, body lotions, shower gel, sewing kit (plastic one, unlike those thread-on-cupboard. Cheap!), shaving kit, vanity kit(assorted cotton buds) and a jar of cotton, soap, facial soap, shower cap, toothbrush w/mini colgate toothpaste, not to mention, comb and a nail file!

Sight-seeing...

The two famous churches cum musuem.

There's another old church at the hill top...

The old church, it's been standing since 15th century, was taken over by two countries before. At last, it's been used to store gun powder (by the Dutch, if I'm not wrong) and some tombs had been discovered inside...

What I missed: The Cheng-Ho musuem, no time to go :(

Dinner was "Lok-lok", a business that live on satay sticks & sauce... We ate alot, about 200+ sticks, and many round of drinks.. Turn out we only spent $7 each on that heavy meal.. WORTH IT!!

The 3 satay-killer...

Second day

Attempt to go Anitique Street failed, raining all the way, we only managed to hit the famous aik cheong coffee store to buy coffee powder... and went to get some clogs..

Modern purple clogs.

After the two stop, we took a cab back to hotel to catch the bus back to Singapore. -Sianz-

It feels like an unfinished movie... Now the begining story, don't know the end...

If the bus ride wasn't that long, I think I would be back. For your info, I had a safe trip from bus-sickness. The VCD they played on bus saved my life. :) We were being shown lousy old-time war film. All the soldiers, when they sweep their M16 at their enemy (the lead actor), would miss the lead actor, then when the lead actor just use a pistol, and shoot without aiming, ALL the enemy would be shot and die on spot. -__-" I don't know what to say...

Out of the story....
While we were at the Aik Cheong coffee shop, waiting for the rain to stop (which it didn't -hmph-) we play with our camera, one of the shots turn out like this.....


WIERD!!! Suddenly an orb appeared on Hubby's eyes!! Like a giant specs-lens!!!
Some people say, an orb means that there are supernatural presence... But it's early in the morning, i thought those "things" were supposed to be afraid of sunlight...

Look more to me that there's droplet on my lens... But i checked, and there's no droplet...

So WHY LIKE THAT?

7/20/2005 02:59:00 PM
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Just plain looking forward.

Having to travel frequently for my work, the can't-sit-still-thrill, and overflowing excitment is just not there anymore. Not in Southeast Asia anyway. Why, I think I could walk in Bangkok with my eyes close!

2 more days to Malacca.
I think my excitment will meet me there. I still have the journey to worry about. For your info, I hate bus trip. I don't usually have a problem with car, but i got bus-sick almost everytime!!! Anywhere that needs a bus ride that exceed 5 bus-stop, it's eternity to me. My head will start throbbing... And the ride up from Singapore to Malacca is FOUR BLOODY HOURS. Maybe someone just knock me unconscious just before the bus set off to spare me the agony? Please set your impact just nice to set me on 4-hour coma. Thank you.

Alternative: Bring plastic bags. Lotsa it.

Wish me luck 7/16/2005 09:37:00 PM
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I thought I would be misery these three days, just me & the old hag.
It's been three days, and i think I'm more than comfortable here. With the old hag on the phone more than half of the time, I'm left pretty much on my own to do my stuff.

-Heaven-

And i found myself quite relieved at not having to see his face. At the present moment, i don't even want to look at his face anymore... Hubby said it's unhealthy, but i can't control my feelings.

So much things accumulated.
So many contradictions.
I don't know what to believe/think anymore.

I felt being wronged, deprived, and trapped.
I know I'm still in the tunnel somewhere, and the end is nowhere near yet. Yet i know, if i walked straight on, i'll come out to the open. The tunnel will end somehow.

But how long more?
I'm so afraid to turn into a bitter woman.
But i just can't laugh in that place anymore.

I keep on convincing myself to wait. Wait for this, wait for that. But one day, if I realised that what i had waited will never come. What should I do next?

I'm sick of this lifestyle.
When will I see the silver lining behind the dark clouds? 7/15/2005 12:26:00 PM
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I haven't met him since the secondary school days. Looking back, it's 4 years already. For all i know, he went to JC after his O levels, then NS. What i didn't know, was that he was in the police force for his National Service, and I too, didn't know that he was posted to Nee Soon East Neighbourhood Police Post.

Well, I would never have the chance to meet him again.
God called him home on 4th July 2005. I'm sorry I didn't attend his funeral, I got the news too late.

Back in secondary school days, he was the model student. School prefect, good grades... He was calm, composed, and never seem to have a temper. Whenever you see him, there's always this friendly smile on the Mr.Bean-lookalike face.

What had happened to you Arvin? To make you do this to yourself?
Is there such a thing that makes you feel that you can't carry on with life?

When people passed away due to accident, you can only blame it on their poor fate. In your case, i don't know where to push the blame to. I believe it's not totally your fault, for one can't clap with a single hand, but I'm sad you didn't call for help.

I refused to acknowledge that the said policeman in the news was you. It's not your style to do such thing. Refused to believe there's never the chance to meet again. I was so near your post when the news was reporting this incident. It had never crossed my mind that the person is you. NOT YOU. In the first place, you're not the gambling type, so how can you play russian roulette? And place your life as the stake?

Now you lose.

Leaving behind alot of unanswered question, alot of puzzlement, and a bright future. Everything is possible, if given the chance to. You deprived yourself of that chance.

There had been alot of stories circulating, but i would not listen to any of it. I'll preserve the best impression i had of you.

The calm and steady Mr.Bean prefect. 7/14/2005 12:00:00 PM
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DO not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there
I do not sleep

I am a thousand winds that swiftly blow
I am the diamond glint on the newly fallen snow
I am the sunlight on the ripened grain
I am the soft and gentle autumnz rain

When you wake from sleep in the early morning hush
I am the swift, uplifting rush
Of the quiet birds in circling flight
I am the soft, starlight at night

Do not stand at my grave and cry
I am not there
I do not sleep

-Journey of Hearts

7/14/2005 11:54:00 AM
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The three's still the same. Behavior, character... It's as though i've never left.

The laughter's still as loud, gossip still top the list, sabotage still occur, I'm still picking up after her, she's still as messy, I still have the urge to jump on back (strange, one look at her & I still feel like piggy-backing)

But the sister had grown up, lose weight, another sister becoming a mother, all grown prettier, even the mother lose weight!! Dressed in a normal 3/4-jeans, bright pink top with black shrunk jacket, topped with neon-pink toesy nails & beads necklace that falls strategically to the front of her chest, confident oozes & she looks attractive.



Strangely, deciding whether to go had never cross my mind. In fact, the day after I was informed of the party, I set out hunting down the ideal gift. I want something that could last her for a long time, able to have it close, and remind her of me. Since I'm not sharing with anybody, I indulged myself in the charge of selecting, choosing, pondering and finally, deciding.

It's been a while since I fussed so much over a present, as most of the present were shared, I'm easy as long as the receiver likes it.

Finally decided on a cubic zirconia (in case you are wonder, it's a type of gemstone) pendant, of the classic cut. 4 years down the road, she can wear it for work, and it's still not out-of-style. :)

And there's the same old XF, gross as ever. But instinctively, I'm still watching out for her, picking up the mobile, seeing her "jewel"(yucks!), and complaining about her messiness, and nagging at her. At that moment, I'm being transported 7 years back. No, there's no hard feelings, in fact, surprisingly, I've enjoyed myself alot. Surrounded by secondary school mates whom I hav't met for nearly a decades. And the one who swarm my lian-years-->Doreen. Still the lian.

And guess who I met?


Whoa!! Alvin Lee Wei Wen!! He's my by-the-tree-catching-mate in lower primary, block- catching-mate in upper primary days, and chit-chat-mate in secondary school days... Then we lost contact. Till recently, we met up in friendster, exchange number, and fancy meeting at the Pink! Party.. Still a bundle of joy... This guy. Can even make Hubby double over in laughter.

On the emotional side, I'm so touch that after so many years, her dad still remember me, and was able to able to call me by my name! *Touched* I wanted to scream "Uncle I love You!! Your leg is still as long!" opps, that's a stale joke already..

In Buddhist teaching, one sow the seeds for the next life. If this is true, then I must have planted alot of good seed in my previous life. As the saying goes, there will be alot of people passing through your life, but few stay long enough to leave footprints. For me, I not only have a group of close friends, but three.

What more can I ask for?

7/13/2005 03:45:00 PM
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Today is the birthday of someone who is very close to my heart. Many many years ago, I always have the urge to silently "jump" onto her back, piggy-back style, and send her scattering away in fright. Due to this and a hairy arms, I earned myself a nickname of a Monkey, no, this nickname was not given by her, but a third party looking on. I don't think she can think about nicks while trying very deperately to get me off her back.. Haha.

This person, when mood-swinging, also send ME scattering away in fright, not as much as mine to hers, though.. I hope, after so many years, the mood had swing away, never to return...

Other then the mood-swing, she's a clean-freak. Her things must be neat & proper, and.. Clean. If not, you'll see her cringe in disgust... My god, the image is still in my mind! :oP

Her attractive point is that she is very motherly.. Like her mother, who is motherly as well. The family produce tasty pastries... No matter who made them. This girl is someone who will NAG, NAG, NAG at you get things done. She has a loud laughter, which is contagious by nature. Her father is always the center attraction in our conversation. Her younger sister is the target of our bullying. Going her house, I'm the dwarf, and still is. -__-" I wonder which brand of milk powder the family use...

I wonder if anything was changed?

No Matter what, Happy 21st Birthday girl. On this special day, wishing you all the best in everything you do. Good grades, cheat & don't get caught, more good friends, good luck, good ren yuan, find more money on the floor (that's drop by ME)!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!! *hugs* or rather *jump!*

By the way folks, I'm going away (Again) to Malacca this coming Monday (18th) and will be back the next day. A company outing, and NO WORK!! Exciting!!! :D 7/12/2005 02:45:00 PM
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So what if I like to eat my french fries dipped in hot fudge ice-cream? It's a unique & delicious way of eating, having two taste on your taste buds at the same time.

First, you will taste the sweetness of the McDonald's hot fudge ice-cream, then, the saltiness of the fries the moment you start to chew... Did I mention about the hot & cold sensation? Marvelously Yummy!!!

So, the next time you wanna treat me to McDonald's fries, maybe throw in a hot fudge as well?
And if you see me eating both item, please keep the why-you-eating-like-that-!? stare to yourself. Not only do I NOT appreciate it, it's just plain down-right rude.

Now you know!! It's NOTHING wrong!! 7/11/2005 06:06:00 PM
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No, I'm not talking about pills & condom here.. Clean your mind please

In view on the lastest London bombing, let's analysis what Singapore government had done to protect us, the forever-baby Singaporeans

-There's no litter bin in any of our train stations
(Like the bins are the only place to hide the bomb)
-You had to go through a security check @ the control station if your mum had give you an evil face (looking like a terrorist is NOT your fault, I can understand)
-All post-bin had been relocate to about 100m away from the station.
(Like as if a powerful bomb wouldn't explode to radius beyong 100m)
-They also have personnel wondering on the platform like lost soul
(But that's to prevent people from using the train as a weapon for suicide, so it does not count)

Quite impressive isn't it? The bomb hasn't even reach Malaysia, and we are all too ready for it to happen locally..

Bleah!

In most cases of bombing, if the security are really tight, they'll use human bomb--suicide bombers. You can't go around checking evybody's bag right? So, no matter how many things the government shift away from the station (how come the ticketing machine is still there? Remove the gate as well! Hail free transportation!) it will not be totally safe!

There's a saying -- "There's a will, there's a way"

I can't imagine one day the bombing actually reach Singapore. We are a sheltered bunch, even a simple murder case can hit the headlines for weeks, not to mention those gossip news of how the maid become the mistress of the house, who divorce who, who abuse who...

Are we strong enough to withstand the blast?
The newspaper quote a british man saying he's confident that London will stand-up again. "We are the great-Britain, and we are not call great for nothing!" I applaud your patriotism. I can imagine the same scenerio, and the Singaporean will say "The government will do whatever they can to save us, right?"

I hope I was proven wrong.

One thing i agree absolutely with the Singapore government is that -- We should be prepared at all time. Do not be caught by surprise. Since Singapore got a hobby of hosting International Events/Conference, we'd better prepare ourselves.

Wow, i'm turning into a political-chick! -check self in mirror- 7/08/2005 11:32:00 AM
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You wish your kids would grow up into healthy adults, yet afriad that once their wings are strong enough, they will soar, leaving you behind.
You love the man/woman in your life, yet still want to change her "for the better"
You can love somebody and yet hate them to the core
You wish to give your love more freedom, yet afraid of betrayal from temptations that come hand-in-hand with freedom
You wish to be healthy, yet crave junk food
You want to be skinny, yet hate exercising


So much contradictions. Sometimes we lose tack of the things we want in life.
Sad thing is, we can't have all the good things in life. For every good thing that happens, there will come bad things. Mother Nature works in equation.

How many people can see that?

Most of the time, people find means & ways to extract the good, while trying to find scapegoat to carry the bad. Tsk tsk.

When you need help, it was there.
When you need support, there's plenty.
You know you can't survive on your own, yet you crave for authority, for freedom.

Nothing's free in this World. It's just that payback time is not due. Yet.

Incompetence is not a flaw, blindness to own's flaw is. 7/07/2005 03:46:00 PM
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Last night, my brother was talking to me about the woman he saw in the NAVY. He was so excited.

"The *char-boh there all so ^chio one ah, **majiam Betty Boob!"
*women ^pretty **like

This is one thing I don't understand with men, what's the deal with women who possessed big chest & behind? And don't they realise that Betty Boob is the only slim woman (If you call that a woman) who have big chest & buttock? In reality, most women who possessed this 2 quality are FAT/plump.

Did I hear you shout Barbie?

Yes, Barbie has big, pointed breast, and small perky behind, and super long, slim, shapely legs, best of all, on top of all these features, she still has a more than lookable face (Although someone had told me before that Barbie looked transvetity). The dream of every man & woman. But do you know that, according to some research, if BArbie was a real woman, she can't even stand still! She will be falling evry 3 seconds, due to the proportion of her body, it's almost impossible to maintain balance. That's why she was and is a toy..

So back to reality everyone!! -snap finger-

Since I'm on this subject, I might as well rant on..
There's another type of men who get on my nerve without fail, every time, anywhere.

These are so-call the desperados.
Meet them up, their conversation would surely include the following sentences:

"How? Got chio-bu introduce or not? Get your friends out lah!"

Pardon me, but i'm quite disgusted.

One. Guys who normally ask this question are normally, uh-herm, below standard. Thus, the inability to get a girl normally, and therefore, wanted to use their connections. Sorry, this is not the corporate world, getting in the right connection would not get you anywhere. Maybe a makeover?

Two. I think my girlfriend deserved better. If a girl look at you & don't like you, then most probably my girlfriend would also not fall head over heels in love with you.

Three. I think love should depend on fate, and i mean natural fate, not man-made fate. If you & my girlfriends are destined to meet, you'll see me along the street, with my girlfriends, and I'll introduce you, and my girlfriend will fall head over heels with you. And ask you to join us, and you get yourself a girlfriend.... But this is not happening yet. So keep trying.

Let me emphasize, my above writing are not targeting at anyone, so don't get over-sensitive...

Okay, maybe someone I met yesterday. 7/06/2005 01:59:00 PM
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My web page went siao (crazy) again... Suddenly have an error for script. Dunno why, but I suspect is the unkymood.

1) It doesn't show up, my mood, that is.
2) I tried to go to the web page, but instead of showing me the familar site of "choose a mood", i was directed to a site hosting that says "site is free! Please register to use this domain name"
3) That's the script I use already.. :( So it's quite obvious already isn't it?

Now, how can a blog page be complete if there's no mood indicator? How would you know if I'm happy? Or sad? Or horny? (Most probably not :p)

The point is, my blog page should refelct how i feel at the point a post was posted. It should refelct ME.

-Sigh- would have to search for some mood indicator from World Wide Web again. Any recommendation for me? I saw the imood, but it's not cute leh... unkymood is nice and cute, i hope it's just temporary. Please host up the site again!!! The graphic is so nice!!
:'( 7/04/2005 06:08:00 PM
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