Date : Wednesday, February 28, 2007
Time : 3:06 PM Title : Fanning Old Flames Part III She put her glass down and looked up at Jack. He was gazing at her intently. Almost frightening. What was he going to say? Even in her slightly hazy state, Maggie was bracing herself. 'So how old is George?' he almost demanded, the familiar blue eyes narrowing. 'Sixteen,' said Maggie. 'Beth's fourteen. Roughly the same ages as your kids.' And there the similarity probably ends, she thought bitterly. She could imagine his two perfect children: tanned skins, perfect manners and that all-American schmaltz you see on their sitcoms. 'Are you sure?' Was she imagining it, or had Jack raised his voice a natz just then? 'Well, I was there at birth. so I think I should know.' She half laughed, trying to make it into a joke. 'Pretty horrific, actually. I never intended to have any more, not after that! Twenty-four hours of solid agony. But then Beth came along and she was a lot easier...' They both stared at each other, almost like the strangers they'd been at the start of this silly idea. 'I'm sorry, but...' Jack started. 'What?' 'OK, I'm sorry but there's something I need to know. Jack began again. Were his hands shaking slightly? 'I probably have no right to ask but I'll ask anyway.' Maggie braced herself yet again. Surely it was the other way round. There were things she needed to know. 'Were you pregnant when we split up?' Maggie's face immediately answered his question. She reached for the glass again. She was going to regret this later on. Was that it? Jack had left her because he thought she was pregnant? Had she wasted all these years of mourning on a guy who fled because he thought he'd got her up the duff? She certainly hadn't thought of that one. 'No of course i bloody wasn't.' Even she heard the anger in her voice. 'Is that why you disappeared? You thought I was pregnant and you ran away. And you came here today hoping to hear about the child you think you fathered but never met. I'm sorry but that's disgusting.' 'I don't know what you're on about.' Maggie stopped herself for a second to swallow a sob. 'All I know is that you didn't turn up that night and I spent years and years yearning for you, wondering where you were, what had happened. And now I've just realize that I wasted my time. The Jack I knew wouldn't have run off like that.' She tried to get up, but her legs wouldn't let her. Jack grabbed her arm across the table. 'At least, Maggie, let me tell you what happened from my side,' he pleaded, his fingers turning her skin white as he tried to restrain her. 'Just hear me out. Please.'
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Time : 3:49 AM Title : ![]() I have TenderHeart Bear, Cheer Bear, Bedtime Bear and Funshine Bear. How I wish I can have the rest too.
Date : Tuesday, February 27, 2007
Time : 12:55 PM Title : Cna yuo raed tihs? fi yuo cna raed tihs, yuo hvae a sgtrane mnid too. Cna yuo raed tihs? Olny 55% of plepoe can. i cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd waht I was rdanieg. The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid, aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it dseno't mtaetr in waht oerdr the ltteres in a wrod are, the olny iproamtnt tihng is taht the frsit and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it whotuit a pboerlm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Azanmig huh? yaeh and I awlyas tghuhot slpeling was ipmorantt!
Date : Monday, February 26, 2007
Time : 12:03 AM Title : My Beautiful Stranger What show is that?
You know...like Moulin Rouge? I just can't recall the name right now. Hmm....english or chinese? English. Hmm....Chicago? OMG! You are so so accurate! That's the show I am talking about! I love A Beautiful Mind. Me too! I like it a lot! Pay It Forward? Yes. I am Sam? Yes. Haha. The Prestige? Yes. Okay, let's see. I bet you like 2046? Yes yes! It's funny to learn how someone can enjoy the same genre of movies as you. To be able to understand the rationale behind the action of each character as much as you do, to be able to appreciate the meaning behind each show as much as you do, to be able to feel for each character as much as you do. :] ****** 那天下午 我们面对面坐着 他什么都没说 这样子的沉默 令人好难受 最后他只说了一句 "你不要再哭了。"
Date : Saturday, February 24, 2007
Time : 12:10 AM Title : Blood Type and Personality Beginning in approximately 1930, the Japanese embraced the idea of matching personality traits with one's blood type. This phenomenon is as popular in Japan as the idea of matching horoscope with personality is in the States. Companies in Japan even had divided workers by blood type. Type A Type O
Date : Friday, February 23, 2007
Time : 7:29 PM Title : My Disco Blob! Dear! Remember the Useless Blob?! Haha..was surfing around just now and chanced upon it! Guess I will let it bounce up and down in here for a while..haha..
Date : Thursday, February 22, 2007
Time : 10:59 PM Title : Should I or Shouldn't I? Last night, before I went to bed, I reached out to touch the tip of my right ear. I didn't know why I did that, but I realised that my ear stud was gone. The diamond ear stud. My first diamond that I bought with my first official pay. Of course I was upset, after all it was my first pair of diamond earrings. I lost the other stud some years back, so that explained the reason why I treasured the remaining stud so much. But it wasn't the first time it had left me. Lost it once at the hair salon when I removed it to prevent it from getting hooked by the comb. I placed it on the table and it was gone. My stylist found it on the floor. Lost it once again when I was brushing my hair and the earring was hooked by the brush. It flew off and I thought it was gone for good. I found it on the floor. Nearly lost it once again a couple of days ago when I was bathing. I managed to catch it before it dropped. So you should understand how resigned I was last night when I realised it was gone. Although I had a premonition that it was in the bathroom, I just wasn't keen to find it. I was more upset about my misfortune. Just as I thought lady luck was finally going my way since I had managed to retrieve my previous blog.. I replaced it with another stud. Because it was not as small as my lost stud, I woke up with a sore right ear this morning. Because it was pressing against my ear and was giving me discomfort, I was awoken not once, not twice, but thrice. And each time, I just had to convince myself to sleep on my left side. I went to bathe shortly after that and it didn't cross my mind to search for my lost stud. When I was done, I saw something on the floor. I bent down and it was my missing stud. It was so near the drain that if I had bathed a little longer, it would probably be washed down. I picked it up, cleaned it and placed it on my table. And never once did I look at it again. ****** I am still wearing the new stud. I don't know whether I will remove the new one and wear the old one again. I guess I am afraid. Afraid of losing the diamond stud again. Afraid of facing disappointment again. ****** Mr. Sagittarius is a reckless driver. And a lousy one too. Haha. Was describing the way he drives to Gil the other day and we ended up feeling bad for laughing at him. :)
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Time : 1:26 AM Title : What's your Healing Formula? You're running around with your friend, laughing your head off, when suddenly you trip over a rock and hit the ground. As you pick yourself up, you notice that your knee is bleeding. But while you're trying to figure out where that rock came from, the blood from the cut on your knee is already busy at work creating a scab. So now you're home, you're cleaned up, and you're not bleeding anymore. But things are still happening on your knee. As the clot starts to get hard and dries out, a scab forms. Its job is to protect the cut by keeping germs and other stuff out and giving the skin cells underneath a chance to heal. If you look at a scab, it probably just looks like a hard, reddish glob. But under its surface, all kinds of things are going on. The healing process starts. New skin cells are being made to help repair the torn skin. Damaged blood vessels are being fixed. Eventually, a scab falls off and reveals new skin underneath. This usually happens by itself after a week or two. Even though it may be tough not to pick at a scab, try to leave it alone. If you pick or pull at the scab, you can undo the repair and rip your skin again, which means it'll probably take longer to heal. You may even get a scar. ****** Funny how sometimes, as soon as a scab forms on top of the wound, it itches so terribly, we cannot help but to scratch and open up the wound. Just when we think we are over the pain, something happens to remind us why we have that scar after all. Just like the scar on my left elbow. It used to be reddish and hideous. It is a painful reminder of my playfulness, my carelessness. But today when I take a second look at it, it has paled. Even though it might have taken nine years to be so; given another nine years, it probably would be unnoticeable. Just like the scar on my left foot and the blue-black on my right calf. Who hasn't fallen and gotten hurt before? Who hasn't gone through pain before? It is uncomparable and shouldn't be compared in the first place. A broken heart is just like a scab. It doesn't get healed instantaneously, but if you give it some time and leave it alone, it will heal. Try poking it and it will probably take a longer time to heal. So what is your healing formula?
Date : Wednesday, February 21, 2007
Time : 4:35 AM Title : Q: How many sub-editors does it take to screw in a lightbulb? A: We can't tell whether you mean "insert a new lightbulb" or "have sexual relations inside a lightbulb." Can we reword it to remove ambiguity? Q; How many art directors does it take to change a lightbulb? A: Does it have to have a lightbulb? Q: How many proof readers does it take to change a lightbulb? A: The last time this was asked it involved Art Directors. Is the difference intentional? It seems inconsistent. Q: How many writers does it take to change a lightbulb? A: Why do we have to change it? Q: How many editors does it take to change a lightbulb? A: It was supposed to be in place last week! Q: How many publishers does it take to change a lightbulb? A: Three. One to screw it in and two more to hold down the editor. Q: How many marketing directors does it take to change a lightbulb? A: It isn't too late to make it neon, is it? Q: How many advertising directors does it take to change a lightbulb? A: We're not sure because the client might change it tomorrow. Cut some editorial anyway.
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Time : 1:35 AM Title : Wahaha! Me a Universal Genius? ![]()
Cheap thrill man..haha..so now I know I should use my brain more often, right gil? Hee..
Date : Tuesday, February 20, 2007
Time : 1:01 AM Title : Topshop-ping! ![]()
Date : Monday, February 19, 2007
Time : 1:02 AM Title : Happy Chinese New Year! ![]()
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Time : 12:54 AM Title : L.O.V.E
Date : Saturday, February 17, 2007
Time : 1:55 AM Title : "Being able to forget easily is a gift."
Date : Friday, February 16, 2007
Time : 11:02 AM Title : 世上最遥远的距离是什么? Hmm, Weiyen mentioned this quote in her blog some time ago: 世上最遥远的距离, 不是阴阳相隔的距离, 而是 我就在你面前 而你不知道我爱你。 And I just had to fall in love with it. A simple quote, yet it touches the heart, just like that. And I just had to modify it a little to make it my version: 世上最遥远的距离, 不是阴阳相隔的距离, 而是 我就在你面前 而你却不知道我依然存在。 Weiyen said my version sounded sadder and more subtle. I begged to differ. Mine was simply too confusing. ****** Sometimes simplicity is the best. The simpler the words expressed, the easier the message gets across.
Date : Wednesday, February 14, 2007
Time : 4:36 PM Title : HappyHappy Post Two! This is week 7. And week 7 for SMU means the week for tests, exams or quizzes. I had a mid-term test yesterday for the course - Management Science (aka Quantitative Methods). Hmm, as usual, I didn't put in 100% for this test, even though I had told myself that I should. The mood just wasn't right. No motivation. Probably 'cos it is the final term of schooling. So off I went to class, knowing that I wouldn't score well. I only understood the concepts for 5 out of the 7 chapters that we are supposed to study. Managed to secure the back row of the seminar room. It is always funny to find people squeezing in the back row, leaving the front seats empty, whenever there are any tests. And I, just like all the rest of the funny people, always like to sit right at the back during exams 'cos I don't like people sitting behind me. 'Cos I always like to lean back comfortable in my seat and raise my paper to a comfortable level. You get what I mean. So, this time round, we had 10 people packed like sardines at the back row. Qing Ge Ge must had found it pretty hilarious at our choice of seats 'cos he kept looking at us occasionally. The paper was relatively easy, if you had studied. Haha. Yup. Calculations were easy and I managed to complete that in a rather short time. My pitfall was the theory part. "What is Bayes' Theorem?" I didn't know how to do that. "Explain what is the least square in regression." I also didn't know how to do that. But I had fun yesterday in class. Been some time since I had fun during a paper. It reminded me of the times in sec 3 physics class and jc 1's. When we had tried to compare answers during tests. And 'cos of my wonderful and adorable group mates. All born in the year 1987 though. The year ones. I feel so old. Wahaha. I am the year 4 - the one who will leave class halfway every alternate week, the one who have taught them to do that too. ****** And my nice Project Management prof emailed us yesterday with this: "Tomorrow is also Valentine's day. I propose to start as usual at 4.15pm, and we will try to wrap up by 6pm. No break in between. Hope this is ok."
Date : Tuesday, February 13, 2007
Time : 3:14 AM Title : Just let me.. Let me tide through all the Tuesdays, Wednesdays, Thursdays, Fridays, Saturdays, Sundays and Mondays. All the way till twenty-third February. Let me stay strong. Let me be reminded only of happy thoughts and forget any bad ones. All the way till twenty-third February. Just let me..
Date : Monday, February 12, 2007
Time : 11:25 PM Title : War and Beauty Kong Wu chose to hold on tightly to the two women, despite Ru Fei's request to grab the hand of the one whom he would have wanted to bring out of the palace. “Only one”, she said, "Either Anqian or me." Anqian loved Kong Wu, yet she had to pull him away from Ru Fei and to leave with her. Despite the fact that it was against her wishes, despite the fact that putting herself in his shoes, she would never leave Ru Fei behind too. But that was all she could do. Kong Wu loved Anqian. It was not clear whether he loved Ru Fei, too. Kong Wu had to leave Ru Fei behind so that he and Anqian would have a better chance of surviving. And that was all he could do.
****** No one should be blamed for everything that has happened. For each has her or his own story to tell. They have gone through pain that I guess no one would have wished for it to happen to them and they are willing to trade anything in order to lessen the pain. The one who loves is always the one who is willing to sacrifice anything for the one he/she loves. There's no doubt about that.
Date : Sunday, February 11, 2007
Time : 2:02 AM Title : A HappyHappy Post! As recommended by XX, dear old Gil and I decided to try out Indulgz Bistro. It is located at Tan Quee Lan Street, Bugis. ![]() The entrance! ![]() For starters, we had Deep-fried Camembert Cheese with Berry Compote ($9.90). ![]() Look at the cheese oozing out..yumyum.. ![]() The sweet berry sauce goes perfectly well with the very salty melted cheese. ![]() Next up, we had Potato & Garlic Soup ($4.50). This was really bad. Haha. 'Cos it was really very garlicky. I couldn't continue eating it, leaving Gil to finish it. And I wonder why people were avoiding us for the rest of the day. Haha. ![]() Gil had this - Honey Orange Baked Chicken ($15.80). Hmm..it was alright though the chicken thigh was a little fatty. And I had this! Milk Pasta Carbonara ($12.50). Which was..really really a HUGE disappointment! The bacon bits were damn pathetic. Gil was so kind and generous (yes I know 你是好人, you don't have to keep reminding me lol) to cut chicken chunks to add to my pasta. ![]() My Berry Tang Smoothie. The nicest of all the stuff at the restaurant. :) ![]() The decorations for Chinese New Year @ Marina Square. ![]() Pretty pretty lantern display. ![]() Same place, but during Christmas 2006.
Some CNY decorations outside PPSC. The 12 Zodiac Animals on the Merry-go-round. Merry merry go round..round and round and round..to and fro to and fro..haha.. ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() The Rat is the cutest! Just like those born in the Year of the Rat!
Date : Saturday, February 10, 2007
Time : 12:43 AM Title : Just Too Late It was only when she had slashed her wrists and bled to death, did he realise how much she had loved him. And how much he had loved her too. It was only when she was dying, did he realise that everything was too late. Too late for anything. Not even to say "I am sorry."
Date : Thursday, February 08, 2007
Time : 3:08 PM Title : I am Glad to have YOU in my Life
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Time : 2:40 PM Title : The Boy Who Cried "Wolf" ![]() There once was a shepherd boy who was bored as he sat on the hillside watching the village sheep. To amuse himself he took a great breath and sang out, "Wolf! Wolf! The Wolf is chasing the sheep!" The villagers came running up the hill to help the boy drive the wolf away. But when they arrived at the top of the hill, they found no wolf. The boy laughed at the sight of their angry faces. "Don't cry 'wolf', shepherd boy," said the villagers, "when there's no wolf!" They went grumbling back down the hill. Later, the boy sang out again, "Wolf! Wolf! The wolf is chasing the sheep!" To his naughty delight, he watched the villagers run up the hill to help him drive the wolf away. When the villagers saw no wolf they sternly said, "Save your frightened song for when there is really something wrong! Don't cry 'wolf' when there is NO wolf!" But the boy just grinned and watched them go grumbling down the hill once more. Later, he saw a REAL wolf prowling about his flock. Alarmed, he leaped to his feet and sang out as loudly as he could, "Wolf! Wolf!" But the villagers thought he was trying to fool them again, and so they didn't come. At sunset, everyone wondered why the shepherd boy hadn't returned to the village with their sheep. They went up the hill to find the boy. They found him weeping. "There really was a wolf here! The flock has scattered! I cried out, "Wolf!" Why didn't you come?" ****** A fable we have read. A lesson we have learnt. Say what you mean and only what you really mean. Do not say what you don't mean. When you lie for the umpteen time, no one believes, even when you are telling the truth.
Date : Monday, February 05, 2007
Time : 12:53 AM Title : Why must it be her? Someone close to me, is recently diagnosed with lung cancer. Fourth stage, said the doctor. I don't know how serious stage four is. I am not brave enough to find out. I am still trying hard to accept the truth. I don't know what are the chances of recovery for lung cancer. How long more is there to live? And she doesn't even smoke. And with Chinese New Year just around the corner, it is just so devastating. Lif'e's short and unpredictable. It's so fragile. It scares the hell out of me. |
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