...busy exercising hard
...busy packing my entire life into a few bags
...busy stuffing my face
...busy watching tv
...and my favourite, well...second fav to shopping...busy sleeping zzzzZZZZZZ
Monday, November 28, 2005
The past who-knows-how-long days, I've been...
...busy exercising hard
...busy packing my entire life into a few bags
...busy stuffing my face
...busy watching tv
...and my favourite, well...second fav to shopping...busy sleeping zzzzZZZZZZ
Friday, November 25, 2005
Beautiful Rain
The world is so beautiful when it's raining.
It looks like God has sprayed a layer of shimmering dust all over the earth's surface, sparking from every angle.
The lights from every window and every street lamp seems to glow more brightly.
The different sound of each raindrop as it hits the surface harmonises to a beautiful tune.
The smell of the fresh rain, combined with nature's greenest creates an aroma that can't be described in words.
The feeling of each raindrop landing on your face gives a tingly chill that makes you want to giggle in numbness.
The little skip and hop that comes naturally brings back childhood memory.
The amazing satisfaction of finally doing it: walking in the rain.
But the most beautiful thing about it at night is when the cars drive by, they can't see the silly childish grin that wipes across my wet glistening face.
It looks like God has sprayed a layer of shimmering dust all over the earth's surface, sparking from every angle.
The lights from every window and every street lamp seems to glow more brightly.
The different sound of each raindrop as it hits the surface harmonises to a beautiful tune.
The smell of the fresh rain, combined with nature's greenest creates an aroma that can't be described in words.
The feeling of each raindrop landing on your face gives a tingly chill that makes you want to giggle in numbness.
The little skip and hop that comes naturally brings back childhood memory.
The amazing satisfaction of finally doing it: walking in the rain.
But the most beautiful thing about it at night is when the cars drive by, they can't see the silly childish grin that wipes across my wet glistening face.
Wednesday, November 16, 2005
Held Hostage!!
Today was generally a bad day - I was held hostage on several occassions and it really played on my emotions.
Hostage Situation (1) - Traffic Lights
Morning rush hour is never nice...butI've always handled it well, except for today. I was held hostage at almost every traffic light on my way to work, which is not a good start to the day. Panicking and racing against the clock is a deadly experience.
Hostage Situation (2) - Batra Shoes
Nearing the end of the day, I went over to a client's place to take a couple of photos. I was gravely mistaken. Two photos turned into 12 photos, and to get the right photo required several trail shots taken, so you do the math! I was there till 5.30pm - that's half an hour OT!! The OT fact wouldn't have bugged me if not for the fact that I had to rush home and help prepare ingredients for the steamboat session we were having at cell group tonight. That really played on my nerves and I was starting to loose my cool with my client. Honestly, my facial expression went from one of friendly to accommodating with dagger eyes when he's not looking.
Hostage Situation (3) - Traffic Jams
Don't you hate it when you are pressed for time and you are due back home 45 minutes ago, the roads just happen to be more congested than other days!! It is down-right irritating. It's irritating to the point where you don't care if the other route is longer, as long as you are not sitting and waiting at the same old traffic light.
Yep...I think I'm pretty well-trained at being held hostage now. Tips: A lot of screaming (in my head and sometimes not), and the constant monitoring of the time.
Hostage Situation (1) - Traffic Lights
Morning rush hour is never nice...butI've always handled it well, except for today. I was held hostage at almost every traffic light on my way to work, which is not a good start to the day. Panicking and racing against the clock is a deadly experience.
Hostage Situation (2) - Batra Shoes
Nearing the end of the day, I went over to a client's place to take a couple of photos. I was gravely mistaken. Two photos turned into 12 photos, and to get the right photo required several trail shots taken, so you do the math! I was there till 5.30pm - that's half an hour OT!! The OT fact wouldn't have bugged me if not for the fact that I had to rush home and help prepare ingredients for the steamboat session we were having at cell group tonight. That really played on my nerves and I was starting to loose my cool with my client. Honestly, my facial expression went from one of friendly to accommodating with dagger eyes when he's not looking.
Hostage Situation (3) - Traffic Jams
Don't you hate it when you are pressed for time and you are due back home 45 minutes ago, the roads just happen to be more congested than other days!! It is down-right irritating. It's irritating to the point where you don't care if the other route is longer, as long as you are not sitting and waiting at the same old traffic light.
Yep...I think I'm pretty well-trained at being held hostage now. Tips: A lot of screaming (in my head and sometimes not), and the constant monitoring of the time.
Saturday, November 12, 2005
Wish I understood Deutsch
I don't have an interest in picking up the German language, but I wish I understood Deutsch. Why? Today, I was surfing the net and I found a website that was selling my favourite show on DVD: The Cave Of The Golden Rose, aka. Prinzessin Fantaghirò.
The fact that they didn't have the complete set wasn't the worst part. The worst was when I found a legit site that actually sold it (the most popular online shop ever: Amazon), I couldn't understand a single word on the site coz it was Amazon.de (everything was in Deutsch). I had so much trouble translating it, I had no clue if the show was in German, if there was any subtitles, or how to purchase. But I was lucky. Nikiyoko has a German friend who managed to translate the site to me...and then the major let down. It was dubbed in German, no subtitles. POOZ.
It's like I'm not fated to watch it.
The fact that they didn't have the complete set wasn't the worst part. The worst was when I found a legit site that actually sold it (the most popular online shop ever: Amazon), I couldn't understand a single word on the site coz it was Amazon.de (everything was in Deutsch). I had so much trouble translating it, I had no clue if the show was in German, if there was any subtitles, or how to purchase. But I was lucky. Nikiyoko has a German friend who managed to translate the site to me...and then the major let down. It was dubbed in German, no subtitles. POOZ.
It's like I'm not fated to watch it.
Moving Blues
People find moving house a hassle - even if there's movers to help...BUT try moving to another country without the help of movers and a 20kg (25kg if I can get away with it) luggage restriction!! Raine's right smack bang stuck in this situation. Yep...I'm pretty much screwed.
Even if mum's taking some of my clothes, Laura's taking - hopefully - much of my clothes, dad doesn't really have that much clothes to bring (wouldn't that the ideal?), and Nigel's helping out with one luggage, I'm still SCREWED! (Not a nice word, but that's how I feel!)
- I've still got more of my own clothes - why do I buy buy and keep buying? Character flaw of a shoppaholic.
- I've got heavy, bulky and thick winter clothes to bring back - I've got to wear something in the FREEZING UK and still look good on camera!!
- Kangta, FlytotheSky, Shinhwa and H.O.T. are coming along with me on the plane - in my hand-carry, staying very close to me.
- I've got important documents to bring back - CV and a lifetime worth of certs - as well as my framed grad cert and grad photo album which weighs a ton!
- I've got books to bring back - bible, diaries, korean dictionary, some lifetime books...oh my gosh and the list goes on!
- I've got my bedtime necessities - pillow x2, playboy blanket, bolster x2, and of course, Metyu and Toffee.
- And there's my pampering and beautifying necessities - Kerastase shampoo and conditioner, my collection of earrings, necklaces and the like, my bottles of perfume and make-up.
And the list goes on!!
- Sob, my photo albums might need to be put on hold.
- My Liu Xing Hua Yuan VCDs, comics and all other VCDs will have to be neglected.
- I'll have to leave some bags and handbags behind.
- Won't be able to play any golf without my golf set - and of course a handicap but that's beside the point.
- No rollerblading.
- No beanbag to beautify my room - sob!!
- My beautiful collection of Barbies and contrasting Lego Bionicles that I've spent tons on will serve the purpose of collecting dust.
- Oh and I'll have to desert my Backstreet Boys, 98 Degrees, Christina Aguilera, V6, Dao Ming Si (aka Jerry Yan), Zai Zai, Vaness, etc.
*With her left hand reaching for her forehead*
OH!!! HOW WILL I COPE??
Even if mum's taking some of my clothes, Laura's taking - hopefully - much of my clothes, dad doesn't really have that much clothes to bring (wouldn't that the ideal?), and Nigel's helping out with one luggage, I'm still SCREWED! (Not a nice word, but that's how I feel!)
- I've still got more of my own clothes - why do I buy buy and keep buying? Character flaw of a shoppaholic.
- I've got heavy, bulky and thick winter clothes to bring back - I've got to wear something in the FREEZING UK and still look good on camera!!
- Kangta, FlytotheSky, Shinhwa and H.O.T. are coming along with me on the plane - in my hand-carry, staying very close to me.
- I've got important documents to bring back - CV and a lifetime worth of certs - as well as my framed grad cert and grad photo album which weighs a ton!
- I've got books to bring back - bible, diaries, korean dictionary, some lifetime books...oh my gosh and the list goes on!
- I've got my bedtime necessities - pillow x2, playboy blanket, bolster x2, and of course, Metyu and Toffee.
- And there's my pampering and beautifying necessities - Kerastase shampoo and conditioner, my collection of earrings, necklaces and the like, my bottles of perfume and make-up.
And the list goes on!!
- Sob, my photo albums might need to be put on hold.
- My Liu Xing Hua Yuan VCDs, comics and all other VCDs will have to be neglected.
- I'll have to leave some bags and handbags behind.
- Won't be able to play any golf without my golf set - and of course a handicap but that's beside the point.
- No rollerblading.
- No beanbag to beautify my room - sob!!
- My beautiful collection of Barbies and contrasting Lego Bionicles that I've spent tons on will serve the purpose of collecting dust.
- Oh and I'll have to desert my Backstreet Boys, 98 Degrees, Christina Aguilera, V6, Dao Ming Si (aka Jerry Yan), Zai Zai, Vaness, etc.
*With her left hand reaching for her forehead*
OH!!! HOW WILL I COPE??
Friday, November 11, 2005
"Hang in there!!"
To those who just need a word (or three) of encouragement...
To those who are stressed out...
To those who feel as if there's no time...
To those who feel like giving up...
To those who need to concentrate but have too many distractions...
To those who have a 'rats' situation...
Here's a big shout out to you:
I hope this brightens up your day and make all your worries and stresses go away, perhaps it's only temporary, but I do hope it makes you feel as if you CAN conquer the world!
To those who are stressed out...
To those who feel as if there's no time...
To those who feel like giving up...
To those who need to concentrate but have too many distractions...
To those who have a 'rats' situation...
Here's a big shout out to you:
I hope this brightens up your day and make all your worries and stresses go away, perhaps it's only temporary, but I do hope it makes you feel as if you CAN conquer the world!
Thursday, November 10, 2005
My Fav Sport
Today, I shall introduce my favourite sport to you!
1) It's a sport that starts with an 'S', just like Swimming, Squash, and many more.
2) It's absolutely FUN!
3) There's definitely an adrenalin rush!
4) It's a high maintenance sport (just like Golf, Sky Diving and the like).
5) It can be played solo, or as a team effort. It's often more fun in teams, though there are exceptions.
6) It requires stamina (like in cross country marathons), patience (like in fishing), a sharp eye (like in disc shooting), and perseverance (like in most sports).
7) And it can be themed as well (like a PLAYBOY theme). HUH??
Today, I scored 2!! WHOOHOO! Yes, 2 is a good accomplishment, especially when one is a gorgeous pink and black Playboy pyjamas (20% OFF at Farmers), and another is a hot and yet cute as Playboy short shorts (No discount but totally worth it)! I LOVE LOVE LOVE SHOPPING!!
And I guess I shall share with you some photos we took at Omaha beach last Saturday as well!!
1) It's a sport that starts with an 'S', just like Swimming, Squash, and many more.
2) It's absolutely FUN!
3) There's definitely an adrenalin rush!
4) It's a high maintenance sport (just like Golf, Sky Diving and the like).
5) It can be played solo, or as a team effort. It's often more fun in teams, though there are exceptions.
6) It requires stamina (like in cross country marathons), patience (like in fishing), a sharp eye (like in disc shooting), and perseverance (like in most sports).
7) And it can be themed as well (like a PLAYBOY theme). HUH??
Today, I scored 2!! WHOOHOO! Yes, 2 is a good accomplishment, especially when one is a gorgeous pink and black Playboy pyjamas (20% OFF at Farmers), and another is a hot and yet cute as Playboy short shorts (No discount but totally worth it)! I LOVE LOVE LOVE SHOPPING!!
And I guess I shall share with you some photos we took at Omaha beach last Saturday as well!!
Sunday, November 06, 2005
Saturday, November 05, 2005
The Auckland Skyline
Tonight, the Auckland skyline is decorated with an array of exploding stars! From 7pm till even right now, the deep dark sky is disturbed with magical music and sparkling multi-coloured stars.
It's just amazing, looking out of our window, we can see fireworks being set off at every corner of Auckland and perhaps the entire NZ. And though we only bought a little box of fireworks, we got to share in the joy of the colourful millions that are happening all around us as we speak, or type.
Coming from Singapore, where fireworks are only let off during the National Day Parade - once a year and only by authorised personnel, having the liberty to play with fireworks at our own backyard is a privilege that I almost overlooked. The first year we came to NZ, we were enthusiastic in regards to this opportunity to decorate the sky with beautiful sparkles. We bought quite a lot of fireworks and spent the dear amount in just minutes. And the following 3 years, we didn't play it again, only to admire from our kitchen window. Why? Perhaps it was far too costly (money could have been better spent elsewhere), perhaps it was because the novelty wore off (not such a privilege anymore since we were allowed to), or perhaps the size of the explosions were just not big enough (it just didn't have the WOW factor).
But this year, having probably the last opportunity to set off some fireworks, Daddy bought a tiny $6 pack with 5 blasting balls to entertain me. We set off to the field across our house and as the fine rain drizzled down upon us, we joined the many other families in this big beautification project. And there, I remembered the feeling. The feeling of joy and child-like excitement from just one little pathetic blasting ball that lasted 2 seconds as it shot up into the sky, the smiles that lit across all our faces, and sharing the moment with family.
Priceless.
It's just amazing, looking out of our window, we can see fireworks being set off at every corner of Auckland and perhaps the entire NZ. And though we only bought a little box of fireworks, we got to share in the joy of the colourful millions that are happening all around us as we speak, or type.
Coming from Singapore, where fireworks are only let off during the National Day Parade - once a year and only by authorised personnel, having the liberty to play with fireworks at our own backyard is a privilege that I almost overlooked. The first year we came to NZ, we were enthusiastic in regards to this opportunity to decorate the sky with beautiful sparkles. We bought quite a lot of fireworks and spent the dear amount in just minutes. And the following 3 years, we didn't play it again, only to admire from our kitchen window. Why? Perhaps it was far too costly (money could have been better spent elsewhere), perhaps it was because the novelty wore off (not such a privilege anymore since we were allowed to), or perhaps the size of the explosions were just not big enough (it just didn't have the WOW factor).
But this year, having probably the last opportunity to set off some fireworks, Daddy bought a tiny $6 pack with 5 blasting balls to entertain me. We set off to the field across our house and as the fine rain drizzled down upon us, we joined the many other families in this big beautification project. And there, I remembered the feeling. The feeling of joy and child-like excitement from just one little pathetic blasting ball that lasted 2 seconds as it shot up into the sky, the smiles that lit across all our faces, and sharing the moment with family.
Priceless.
Wednesday, November 02, 2005
W.I.F.E.
Over lunch today, one colleague said, "WIFE is a Wonderful Instrument For Entertainment."
Another corrected, "No...A WIFE is there to Wash, Iron, Feed and Entertain."
Another corrected, "No...A WIFE is there to Wash, Iron, Feed and Entertain."
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