July Birthdays

did you know that on my calender, JULY is most crowded with birthdays dates.

at my ex-working place, there were YC, iresh, jas, stella, Junhao, angele, roy & me-- in my gang. 8 of us. 5 of them were born in JULY. hence the tradition of meeting up in July after we left the place. cos it is time to buy them BD dinners and most of the time, we will be at candy's jap restaurant at waterfront. and we keep eating the same old thing-- sukiyaki, california maki, futomaki & ocha ice cream from japan. the meat is flown from japan & it taste as sweet as ever.

authentic japanese foood is never cheap, given their standard plus the cost of bringing them into singapore. whatever the case, the ocassion calls for it and we all had a great time.

fireballs

my colleagues say i am "boh liao" / 无聊 / bored.

they asked me what my husband thinks of it.

i made a home-made video on the toy fireballs i got as a premium from half a dozen of lays chips.

i have many toys and i dont think there's anything wrong with it, though my colleagues say that it is a waste of money. i dunno. i dont spend much time thinking about stuff like that and i will just do whatever i fancy. it has always been like this. most of my friends appreciate my spontaneity attitude and that's cool by me!

tiramisu

am i glad to have a relaxed dinner last fri with bren. nice pasta & dessert.

look at my hair. every one said it is nice. i think the curls will not last very long but i guess as long as i enjoy it while it lasts, it is good enough.

ladies & gentlemen, i am going to phuket!

just a couple of days, plus the weekend.

it has been 4 yrs since i last went there. wonder how much it has changed...

continued

As i was saying,

last week was a whirl.

i dont know what happened but some periods of time, i get 桃花运.
most of the time, it is unwarranted and i get scared by it.
i know that i have this 桃花运 thingy as it is like this since teenage.

many palmist also tells me that i have 桃花运 but it is not necessary a bad thing as long as i am aware of it and dont abuse it. but the thing is that i am damn blurr when it comes to this kind of thing and i can tell you how wooden block am i,,, i wont know that a guy is extra-interested in me until being told point blank. there were times when they send me here and there, wait at my office till i knock off and do some other stuff that i thought it was normal until when they finally gave up prusing me that they tell me i didnt get their signals. (not my fault!)

as i grew up, i learnt to take a subtle hint but most of the time i just let it phase off by itself because i feel that i would rather have that guy as a good friend and we can always have a more- -than-common friendship and remain platonic after the less-than-common feelings wear off.

so anyway,

sometimes it is ok, we just become good friends & i enjoy that.

BUT sometimes it is scary, like the most recent case was that the guy is my customer. (not the one i went disco with)
he gave me such agony because i was afraid he would get ANGRY if i didnt handle it tactfully.
i am just to damn naive to think that casual chit chat and honestly is the best policy.
anyway, i am just relieved that i managed to wriggle out of the situation and put a stop to all those one sided flirting.

i dont know why but i think people have the wrong impression of me.
they think i am sexy and will entertain indencent proposals.
in my line of work, which is male dominated, ,, i do see that being a woman has its edge, you know, it is natural that men likes women.
small talks, casual laugh laugh is ok. but not ask you to go hotel or chalet, i think that is over-the-line.

so girl, i am learning to be more aware of my peach blossoms attractions!

mischief under influence of alcohol is pardonable

by the time i recap what's been happending,

the effects would have worn off and whatever agony i had will also have been diminished


nonetheless, i must tell you the past 2 weeks was quite a whirl.


i shall not bore you about my work as it is just a lot of stress and nothing else.
i am feeling alright, dont mistaken. i do enjoy my work because i am like a mini-merchant trading in equipment for the oil & gas exploration. i do see the larger scheme of things.

anyway,

in the midst of being so ever busy, i joined my customer & one other vendor for a night at st. james station.. for some cantopop live music at their chinese crowded branch- drangonfly.
i dont think i will return any time soon because the re-entry system is terrible.
we paid for our entry, met the group and headed for the restaurant for dinner.
when we wanted to re-enter, we had to queue for over an hour. had it not been that i was with my clients, i would have left. the worst thing is that it is the same whether you are a new paying public wantiting to get your tickets, paid customer like us or the so-called members. every one was waiting impatiently and it is just so stupid. like immigrants awaiting for your transfer boat.

i asked val along for the nite out as i may have been bored without her. i only know one of my client,, i do not know his colleague., like i told him, i only know his email address.


val was so game and ever so sponteneous to entertain my customers (2 of them). chit chatted with them and forced them to drink the liquor.

the guys were only drinking beer although it was a big barrel, they didnt get drunk.

but val & i got so damn drunk because someone kept pouring neat martel into our glasses. it was like drinking tequila neat by the ounce, so you can imagine we were acting crazy after 2 hours i think. while walking along the car park to the other english outlet at st. james, i remember tapping on the side mirror of the police patrol car when it whizzed by me. my customer grabbed me and chidded that i should not play a fool with the police and i remember telling him cooly that mischief under the influence of alcohol is pardonable.

val misses partying with me because none of her other friends will join her being crazy.
i often refrain from it because i think i am unable to control my mischief when drunk.
i have a sick sense of humour that a rebel would love.

anyway, it was ok la, quite fun, though i don't plan to do it any time soon.

we were almost being brought away by a man who followed us till we get into our cab.
val is exceptionally talkative when she is drunk.
i had to literally hold her tongue to stop her from being overly-friendly.

pictures

Christina Aguilera

can you imagine my good luck,
an old friend gave me 2 tickets for Christina Aguilera's Back-to-Basics Tour

straight away, i asked val if she wants to go.

she said, "but i dont know her songs!"

i said "ai ya never mind, just go"

at 6 plus, she called to tell me "you got to wear trashy"

trashy?! i dont have trashy clothings.

yes you have! she insisted.

i'll try. i said.

trashy.... i couldnt fit into my trashy clothes!

goodness gracious me.

so i wore a trashy T-shirt which disappointed val.

Christina was good. diva quality good.

the only "wasted" thing was that we were at the VIP lot and no one stood up to dance.
val was very frustrated, cos it would mean she will be dancing alone if she did so.
i wasnt too much in the mood but i enjoyed the show just as much.


anyway,, we were also very lucky,, when we emerged from indoor stadium, the fire works exploded. it was the National Stadium's last night and there was a finale.
we had the tickets there too... we strolled in the field,, like saying goodbye to a monument and there were people sitting on the field, having a beer, most boys were chasing after a football which they find joy kicking it high up into the sky.

a night to remember....