Seriously, life gotta be happy.
When I bought the Milky candies, I thought Von might already have the box? But if Von doesn't, I will be happy to give.

Sunday started with housework on empty stomach, awful lunch (Now I can't even whipped up a decent instant noodles.) and now just 3 pieces of Mcvites Digestive Biscuits.

Korean shows up next with the laundry chores.

Maybe later.

Ps: Ants seem to be extra active during this season. Maybe they are stocking up for CNY as well. Hate them crawling around the table attacking your food.

"Bye bye dawn, you were gone~" - Sondre Lerche

One reason that I like this song alot is the laziness yet simply heartbreaking melody. I don't think it is easy to sing, the lesser the notes, the harder it is to bring out the spirit of the song.

Anyhow Mich had been grouchy for the week. When tireness hits, I self-diagnosed myself suffering from the locked in syndrome.

I was flipping through the I-magazine and I read with bore of the chinese review of the movies. Seriously when reviews were Mandarin-fied, it like you are reading French directly translated to English.

The movies reviewed were either about war, boring love stories or some blah but one small column caught my attention.

The Diving Bell and The Butterfly

At 43, Jean-Dominique Bauby, the rakishly successful and charismatic editor in chief of French Elle was a man defined by his passion for life. On December 1995, he suffered a massive stroke and his brain stem was rendered inactive.
In these few bewildering moments, his life was forever changed. After lapsing into a coma, he awoke 20 days later to find himself the victim of a rare locked-in syndrome - mentally alert but permanently deprived of movement and speech.

Refusing to accept his fate, Bauby determined to escape the paralysis of his diving bell and free
the butterflies of his dreams and imagination.
The only way he could express his frustration, however, was by moving his left eye.
These movements and blinking a code representing letters of the alphabet became his sole means of communication.
Slowly -painstakingly- words, sentences, paragraphs and finally an affecting and life-affirming memoir emerged.

That's when I googled locked in syndrome.

Wikepedia says:

Locked-In syndrome is a condition in which a patient is aware and awake, but cannot move or communicate due to complete paralysis of nearly all voluntary muscles in the body.

It is the result of a brain stem lesion in which the ventral part of the pons is damaged.
The condition has been described as "the closest thing to being buried alive".

In French, the common term is "maladie de l'enmure vivant", literally translated as walled-in alive disease. [1]

Locked-in syndrome is also known as Cerebromedullospinal Disconnection,[2] De-Efferented State, Pseudocoma,[3] and ventral pontine syndrome.

The phrase "Locked-In syndrome" was created by Plum and Posner in 1966.[4][5]

I kinda sumed it as when I am tired or feeling outta touch from the outside world, I suffered from locked in syndrome.
The only part of the body that barely stays in contact with the outside world is my eyes, the rest were all locked into my own world. (just like today....)

The Diving Bell & The Butterfly, so far only was screened in 3 GVs cinemas (I only checked GV) and I think I would like to catch this. I never watched any 'artistic' firm and probably this should be...okay?

Not many photos to share this weekend and no photos of me. (Thank God huh?)



Chinatown like totally bored me this year. Probably I was 'locked in' thus I didn't feel any CNY there.
By the way...the last photo is not for those funeral matters, it's for puppets show, I think.


A very rich, clean and bright bistro at...One George St? It's called Fresh Origin. Looks expensive & classy and of cos' vacant on weekend.


Serangoon Gardens, Holland V, Thomson,Novena etc just looked somewhat same. What else spells but riches?

Nothing much le.
Just want the following week to be bettttttteeerrrrr!!!!!

This week has been a storm for me. By storm, I meant one big bad one!
Work's ups & downs, I should have get used to it but again when the week has been nothing but bad, you get all bashed up!

No one hopes for a bad Friday but I had one BIG BAD case right in the morning.
I fucked the ass clown! That has no sexual content but I literally fucked him off!
I hate nonsenses and had too much of that in this week alone!
Everyone in the office were startled by me, my tone and my words.
I was kinda voiceless in the morning but that ass clown had me so worked up that I 'screamed' my voice back to my throat.
Needless to say, I was so right darn merciless that I ordered that clown to come down to come down to compensate immediately!
When Tracy heard no intention to ask him to compensate, I said we must ask people who treat our services like a joke to do so.

After all anger subsided, I kinda felt better though. I hope my shoutings had shoo all suay-ness far, far away!
I wish all BAD luck would leave me alone for good! I would have rather work to be mundane than to be pathetic! & ill luck!

Sigh..bored leh.

I dunno how many of you cried over this song?

如果这是最后的结局
为何我还忘不了你
时间改变了我们告别了单纯

如果重缝也无法继续
失去才算是永恒
惩罚我的认真
是我太过天真

难道我就这样过我的一生
我的吻注定吻不到最爱的人
为你等从一开始盼到现在也同样落得不可能

难道爱情可以转交给别人
但命运注定留不住我爱的人
我不能我怎么会愿意承认你是我不该爱的人

如果再见是为了再分
失去才算是永恒
一次新的记忆为何还要再生

难道我就这样过我的一生
我的吻注定吻不到最爱的人
为你等从一开始盼到现在也同样落得不可能

难道爱情可以转交给别人
但命运注定留不住我爱的人
我不能我怎么会愿意承认
你是我不该爱的人

拿什么作证从
未想过爱一个人
需要那么残忍
才证明爱得深

-从开始到现在

I did and still will,inside.

等又再等为你等又等
始终等你不到
想了再想为你想了再想
多么想你知道....

Some faces, I really can't forget.
Some memories, I really can't stop missing.
I hate myself for being so draggy but I can't stop the feeling from within.

I just don't know how to hide.
I just don't know how to forget.

Wo zhen de heng xiang...
Sorry.

To celebrate my first hair trim since a few months back, I hope I would be blessed with abundance of GOOD luck!

I detest the feeling of Sunday evening.
So bored, so restless, so whatchamacallit.

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Lonely

This weekend

I bring you to 2 new places.
Firstly, with thanks to Fyn, I uncovered another kawaii eatery in Singapore.
Actually the food's simple, tasted so so but again it's cute for the first time. (sucker for the second time.)

Introducing...

Disney Naturally, located at Anchorpoint. Opposite Queenstown IKEA. A relatively cute concept with cute names for their food.


Go there not for the taste, the price of the food. Like I say, good for first timers. Something new & would be fun for couples.


Simple menu & just cute.


Their pizzas are all Mickey-shape. You can share between 2. Tasted ok but agan it's the first time that covers the flaws of everything else, if you find any.
That is Pete's Pan! Names like Donald's legend, Minnie's Garden or..whatever are there.
I ordered Pete's Pan simply because I wanna be loyal. =p


A simple fruit blend costs you like $5.50 and brand it with a name like Fairy Godmother, you still feel happy drinking it.


They only have ice-creams for desserts & honestly it didn't taste fantastic. That Choco fudge sauce on top tasted abit..weird.

Overall it's nice lah. Got Disney cartoons on show also.
Go there for a nice date but I doubt you would feel any special about it the 2nd time round. Plus it is actually kinda expensive for the quality of the food though.
Oh you have to buy a card to pay(like a Ez-link card) but no worries, all unused amount would be encash.

Other photos. Mainly me lah. Ok 97%....












You know how everyone as a kid would wish to go to Disneyland? (Then the only ones that existed were US & Japan)
I still dream of that & I wanna hold my wedding there!!!!!!

Next stop, I bring you to Terminal 3.
West to the East. Bionk!
Dunno which blardy blogger said he paid a dollar to enter the Departure hall? Maybe it was during the opening?

Terminal 3 is quite spacious & clean, and relatively empty at the moment. People just go there to wow their eyes like me. I guess the CAAS who got posted to work there must be so relieved for this moment.

Giving you some insights.


Thier transit area however look so nice!!

Makes me wanna go fly!!!


(Big transit area!)

I didn't took too many photos there cos' it's a lil' boring afterwhich.

My mum hasn't stop complaining about my paternal relatives since the wedding last night, which I am so glad I didn't go. Though my dress is ready and everything else was, but saves me from the pretense.


Next weekend..maybe to the yearly walk at Chinatown.

I hate for CNY to come cos' afterwhich, the whole year would get boring!

"What goes around comes back around, I thought I told ya" - Justin Timberlake

I had utmost disgust for a fellow colleague or rather someone senior.
The aftertaste of learning you have been stabbed behind the back for something that is so fucking trivial and nothing to be shame nor proud about be it you are right or not, is NOT anger nor wrongfulness but just disgust!

This disgust comes whereby this someone is someone you trust, you like and even get along with for a long time.
This disgust comes whereby this someone is that someone who keep quiet over the incident that she was not happy over a week ago AND pretend to be so fine towards us TILL she ranted all out during her appraisal and we then learned the news.

That behaviour deserves no respect & down wash all the likings I had for her.
Now it's so hard to pretend & I don't even wanna give her a second look there's nothing work related.

To be brutally honest, I wasnt at all angry with her. I still find myself hard to believe that she did that and did that to me AGAIN!
Though she didn't directed all at me but that act alone is revolting enough.

I just feel a lil' uncomfortable. I just feel a lil' hurt that she chose to do that. I just feel a lil' ..amused actually.
Oh well, that teaches you something isn't it.

To think I like you that much for a colleague.
What goes around,goes around, goes around, gonna comes all the way back around.
You did it to claim credit, to claim perhaps your own unjustified efforts for the company or what fucking things, I don't give a damn.
You, forfeited of what's gonna be nice ahead.

I don't bear hatred but I remember,deeply what you choose to do.
"What goes around, comes back around..I thought I toldcha."

"The weight of things remained unspoken" - Maroon 5

The opening of a new entry with a rather scary picture speaks alot. Hahaha. Like rolling of tongue, I believed winking of eye is hereditary. I can't wink for nuts and the best I could try ends up looking like that.
I think winking is somewhat sexy, infact...very sexy.
Sexiness finds its partner thus it didn't choose me. Oh well...

What a hot,hot,hot! Thursday and all this sunniness (there's no such word ba...)would have been missed if you are coop in an office. I'm so glad to be off from work today and so glad that I can accompany both my parents to the hospital for check up.
It's the companion that I am gald for.

Oh, if you have not noticed in the first picture,I'm showing you again.
It has been years that I officially tied my hair with a scrunchie.Big deal,you said. Yea...BIG deal.

It's a warm fuzzy day and I have quite a few thoughts & emotions running within me.
You understand the feeling of looking back & reminisce.
Looking at people who are younger than you and recollecting the kinda feeling when you were there is so, so...unexplainable.
You were once wearing uniforms, skipping around the hub with friends after school, rather eat instant noodles under voideck for lunch,thinking how the world would be after you grow older, and thinking or rather not thinking...time would ever reach that far cos' it feels like eternity then.
Time were so innocently great then no matter how mature and not so naive you think you are.

While looking back & reminiscing, I didn't think I would wanna go back. Re-living agan would have mean you have to go through the pain of growing up struggling with each hurdle met without the experience & maturity then.

Bet in another few years, I would sit back and laughing with thin enviness of who I am now. So on & so fore...C'est la vie, mon ami.

I shall end this nice Thursday post with some of my favourite pictures taken today.

=)


Blu,Yello,Pink & Orin!


The ones who gave you, me. =)


Only a guy would look so -__- when the photo is taken with his round face sister.

Now this following pic is my very favourite!

My parents look so not cameralized (my own word) and yet this picture tickles me & them. My dad was making some funny comments about the picture that my mum was laughing & poking his skinny thigh then.
For a couple who always complained so much about each other(to me ---____--- & I'm so sick of listening), that moment is so precious.

This warm weather is a very nice weather to snooze.

You know the feeling of suddenly recalling some past acquaintances and the sweet,fuzzy yet with some bitter aftertaste?
I heard a certain Kylie Minogue(spell wrongly?) song this afternoon on radio and I suddenly, rather outta the blue thought of Kai.

I knew Kai in my poly days through the very hot IRC then. Kai was someone very senior then. Think he was in his early 30s when I knew him? We were rather close for that short period of time but close in a sense of just talking over the phone etc. For a gal in her happy 17 -18, having such an older guy friend means something.
While everything stays platonic but the feeling of having a "daddy" was great.

I forgotten how we lost contact but again 'losing contact' is just somewhat the normalcy of life, as time taught me.
You know... people just move on with their own life, scouting for their own life's placings.
The feeling of knowing each other then was great and is still something great. At least as a memory,it is.
Take it as the affinity between you & me has ended this life and maybe will resume somewhere again, this life or another.

Haaaaaaaaa...Why am I getting so blah blah de blah again.
Tomorrow I'm on leave ^^. Gonna accompany my dad for his check up.
Makes my Wednesday feeling so much better.

Can anyone tell me where to download this song or has it?


You who attacked my old heart with a glance
And you placed it with something new

You ran away as the pendulum swung
I had only begun

I'll be OK
I'll be OK

You who replaced every beat that was false
And uptight like a metronome

You should ve stayed '
cause that winter was long
But by dawn you were gone

I'll be OK
I'll be OK

You who resigned when I finally decide-d
That I was alive

I'll be OK
I'll be OK

I'll be OK
I'll be OK

-Sondre Lerche "I'll be Ok"

Sickening Sinus

For someone who pop a 500mg Vit C tablet every morning since daddy's lungs got infected, Vit C apparently prove futile to her immune system.
All it take was a flip of my blanket and it aroused the sneezing bug in my nose.I didn't stop sneezing since.
The same thing happened last Wednesday and I almost dozed off during work.

Though it didn't really explain why I couldn't put my full heart to work.

=(
Ma de..

Ineffective

Monday that is. No amount of self motivation can get me moving and no thanks to the unable to get to full sleep mode the night before.

So how's yours?

I had (as usual) incoherent dreams last night and I rem' one part was about me going to this funny salon and was asked to pick a wig and go off or something like that.
It ended up that the stylist cut my hair and gave ma a rather cool,funky and unique pixie style (which is actually quite nice & you know, featured in magazines type) but I cried badly!!
I was crying,practically wailing that my hair was 'chopped' off again and I'm back to short hair.
Not that my hair is exactly long right now but back to shorter than it is, somehow..scares me a lil.

Think I must have been envying Fyn's super long nice hair for a long time and lamenting that mine doesn't seem to grow!!
Haha.

Now mine is just covering the neck and I wondered how long more does it take to reach my shoulders. NOT that I look gr8 with long hair but gals..being gals does feel more feminine with it.

Hmm....Do you realised how much I can blog in the past?
Think my words grow lesser as my age gets bigger.

In real life..

Sunday with both my parents at home feels abit unreal.
Sunday with that scorching sunny look and dry air feels unreal.
Sunday with no mood to really blog feels unreal too.

Say it's mid of January and that kinda feels unreal as well?

What is real? How are you and who are you in real life?

Watched 'Dan in real life' yesterday and it's pretty simple, simple and simply heartwarming. It isn't the kinda movie I would watch if Jason hasn't booked it and there's no other good movies around.
Steve Carrell(Did I spell it right?)does it better each time and I didn't know he could sing & strum.

Mich in real life?
Hmm..A lazy bum.

Pictures.On Saturday.No illustrations.Enjoy.