Friday, September 28, 2007

I love my friends, my family and a certain mule

Ignore my previous blog. I have no idea what the bloody hell I was writing. I guess I was just trying to sieve through my thoughts and try to understand all the congested junk that was crowding my head. You know... like Dumbledore sieving his brain so that he can see things clearer.

Anyway, I feel really blessed to have a great family and a wonderful bunch of friends who are always there for me when I'm down. Thank God!

(:The Mule is sleeping happily now while I'm writing all these. I have a feeling he will not complete all that has to be studied for the exams:)

Wednesday, September 26, 2007

"Make the Best of my Life" Pie


After watching the show - Waitress, Bao and I have been coming up with names of pies that we would like to bake. She is more inventive than me cos' she came up with the "Chase Away the Blues" Pie which will have tons of blueberry. And for me... I didn't come up with anything remotely intriguing except some depressing lousy pie names since I'm overly prone to being unhappy and zhuan1 niu2 jiao3 jian1. It's a genetic defect, I think, even though my mama would beg to differ on that point.

Anyway, I have come to the conclusion after the past week that a relationship is a difficult thing to handle. It's kinda like trying to bake a pie and merging two totally different entities together. It has to be handled lovingly and patiently, placed under correct temperatures and alot of time has to be devoted to it. It's difficult to juggle because different pies needs different handling methods and different ingredients to bring out the best flavour. It's more difficult when the 2 main ingredients are both flawy and have characters that resemble mules. God knows what the bloody hell I'm talking about. Hahaha.

Impertinent of me to talk about pie making because this is my maiden trip to the kitchen. Hohoho... but... I think a relationship is a humbling experience. You have to acknowledge your own flaws and try to turn as much of a blind eye to your partner's. And the worst part is that everything has to be exposed, because the person you have chosen will be the one who will be closest to you from now till forever I guess. And there are clashing of ideas, personalities, thinking... anything you can possibly imagine. But I guess it's a process that has to be gone through before a remotely edible pie can be baked... (Why the hell am I still harping on pies?)

Anyway, to put a stop to my pointless ramblings, I remember what my mama told me about this colleague of hers who told her near her wedding day that she is confused as to whether she picked the right guy.... And my mama's reply was that this was not the thought she should be worrying about, but how she should try to work out and make the best of her relationship. The most important thing is that the couple cares alot about each other. Alas, jiang1 hai2 shi4 lao3 de4 la4.....

Sunday, September 23, 2007

Happily Ever After... :)


Everytime I go to a wedding, I will be get slightly teary eyed and overwhelmed with sentimentality. Especially when you see the baby photos of the bride and groom, and you see them growing up, looking gawky in school... and then miraculously meet and fall in love. Everything seems perfect and they will live happily ever after...

It's little wonder why girls drive themselves crazy trying to plan the big affair... It's supposedly once in a lifetime. And you are paying big bucks for it. Plus, it's probably the only time in the world you can play dress up and finally fulfill a girl time dream of becoming a princess.... even if it's only for a day. And your prince charming is by your side. Guys probably will never understand it... but try to play along if you can... Haha.

But I guess, behind all the glitz and makeup, what is most important for the bride is that the man walking down the aisle with her truly loves her and will never hurt her. Then I guess... nothing else really matters.

Congrats to my good friend Luong and Haoge. May you say happy and blessed. :)

In the darkness, the trees are full of starlight...

Have you ever been to a theatre, and when the show starts... you forget about everything else. There's just the characters, the music and you in the darkness. Nothing else really matters.

Tuesday, September 18, 2007

Tired

I'm tired... Has everything I have done been for something or is it going nowhere. Funny how life goes. Never been so sad before. *Sad smile*

Sometimes love is not enough I guess.

Saturday, September 15, 2007

Saturday and at Home


Life has been hectic. I have been OTing... searching for jobs.... going for an interview this week which absolutely sucked, singing, and I'm learning about investments. In fact, it has been so hectic that I was scolded by the bus driver when I boarded the bus today in a daze. Cos' I forgot to tap the ezlink card. The uncle gave me the "You are deliberately trying to cheat SBS look.". For pete's sake... I may be poor, but I have my pride.

Anyway, point by point, my search for a job... Yes... I have been trying to get down to it and follow the CJ principle - 3 applications per week. So far, I have followed that rigorously for.. like 2 weeks. Hahaha! I know I have been getting happily wrinkly in my lukewarm water... too scared to venture out. So I am determined to get my foot down and go for it. If I keep por por ma ma, I am not going to learn much.... I realise my resume is as lean as the lean sigma I'm learning. Ok... bad joke. But strangely, those interviews I have been to are mostly in JTCs.. which makes my previously determined stance take flight once I stand despondently in front of those dastardly ugly blue white buildings.... Sighs... Why does my first employer has to be so high classy and multinational.... :(. (Ok.. ppl in or were in you-know-where, I know you all are going to oppose the high classy talk... but the name does have a high classy ring what...) Maybe I should do an internal transfer? Anyway, let me just gambaru and take things easy. No point worrying. Jia You Go Go!

So well... investments... this crazy interest came at a time when I feel superbly poor and my meagre paycheck doesn't seem to be able to pay for what lies ahead. My poor Quah is trying his best studying and working. I admire him alot. For doing all that he can despite always giving people the "I'm a stupid BUM" talk. I'm going to be a duckie too. Calm above water but paddling hard below. :). As long as we work hard, who cares what others think.... Ah well! I think investments is the way to go. Gonna self study some finance! WOHOO!

Ok, time for me to read up on how to become a millionaire. I put up another pointless blog about nothing... geez... And I put up David's pic cos' he's cute and has a great voice. I love to sing! Let me go for exams and teach next time! JIA YOU JIA YOU GO GO!!! I love my friends luong and kong and leader! I'm nuts... yes Robert... you don't have to remind me.

Thursday, September 06, 2007

Sheraton and Sattine!!!


Change of plan!!! It shall be Sheraton and Sattine!!!

Sheraton is gorgeous and when me and beng walked in... we kinda knew this is it =). Plus next week is the wedding show which means more perks thrown in!!!

We are happy!

Sunday, September 02, 2007

You there in the back row. Watch me when I sing my song. Hear me loud and clear and strong!


I have a new voice teacher :). She is living the kind of life which I can only dream of. Auditioning for roles and she has just won one recently which is like beyond cool... What I would give to have that voice and life. Ah well... I guess I just have to ganbatte and work towards my goal :). What's the point of moping. ;)
Anyway, the singing class has injected another dose of renewed interest in my dwindling passion and I'm starting to remember how I feel when I'm in a theatre... and feeling my heart soar and melt with the voices on stage... And dragging my scared ass to attend musical classes and workshops... standing scared in front of a class to sing my solo... Haha... Those were the days... I remember I was even trembling next to the piano and my teeth were chattering. The teacher even had me to face the wall instead of the audience cos' I had stagefright. Hahahaha... the indignity I suffered for my interest. Then hurting my voice real bad and had to stop singing for 2 years... that's when I felt all my dreams were washed away. I got my voice and my classes back and even joined a choir... so I guess I fulfilled part of my dream of singing on stage with the glaringly bright spotlight on me... and tons of others =)... Hahaha!
Sing Sing Sing!!!