Thursday, December 28, 2006
DVD Review - Couplings
Couplings from BBC. Was it ever aired in Singapore? I remember watching a couple of episodes with Stu in Oz 2 years ago and that it was very funny, so when I saw it in the shop, I bought Seasons 3 and 4. Easy X'mas Pressie for Stu. And it was reeeeaally funny! 3 men, 3 women, sort of like Friends crossed with Sex n The City, mixed with tips from the book Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus. Susan and Steve are a couple, Jane is Steve's ex, Sally and Patrick are a non-couple who hang out together, Susan and Patrick used to go out together, and then there's Jeff - the fumbling, permanently nervous, totally clueless guy.
Wednesday, December 20, 2006
Moopie
Moopie's a rebellious teenager now...
Always up to something naughty
Like chewing off his own hairbrush
Taking off the laundry and choosing only the CK underwear
Stealing watermelon skins from the worms
etc etc etc etc
BUT he's still my sweetheart :-)
Tuesday, December 19, 2006
X'mas Ham
Who says Ang Mohs dun eat pork? We found a certain Mrs Piggy in our backyard one evening, playing with the dogs.
In true Aussie fashion, we turned it into a traditional Christmas Ham...yummy!! X'mas House
X'mas is less than a week away! Look at the decorations on the roof! The little christmas trees, those bright lights!! Alas, this is not our house. The Hines are not the sort who will climb on roofs to attach teddy bears and snowmen for the whole neighbourhood to gawk. This Orchard Rd Rival is located just behind our house, bringing the whole street to shame.Monday, December 11, 2006
Meeting Robbie
Realised why people are crazy over Robbie Williams. Went to see him with Stu in Aussie Stadium on Sunday evening. I snapped up tickets at work from the ex-boss who couldn't make it cos his wife's in Sth Africa as his mom's "busy dying".
On the way to the concert we stopped at Harry's du Wheels in Woollomooloo for the famous pie and hotdog. By the time we found parking in the city, we were actually a couple of songs late. Robbie is indeed charming and an entertainer. He sang all his good songs, except the one we love (Me and my Monkey). The concert had the usual good stuff - lights, large screen displays, fireworks, even women willing to bare their tits at him. Good on him to turn the cameras on them so we can all see ;-)
On the way to the concert we stopped at Harry's du Wheels in Woollomooloo for the famous pie and hotdog. By the time we found parking in the city, we were actually a couple of songs late. Robbie is indeed charming and an entertainer. He sang all his good songs, except the one we love (Me and my Monkey). The concert had the usual good stuff - lights, large screen displays, fireworks, even women willing to bare their tits at him. Good on him to turn the cameras on them so we can all see ;-)
Saturday, November 25, 2006
Friday, November 24, 2006
PMS
Last week I was the happiest married person in the world. This week I must be the most miserable wife. Pretty sure it's PMS, but there was no way I was gonna admit it.
S: What's wrong?
Me: Nothing
S: What do you mean 'nothing'?
Me: Nothing. ** sulk**Frustrated.
S: What about? Is it that time of the month?
Me: No. Just frustrated.
**silence**
That silence made me madder. I forgot what I was frustrated about, instead concentrated on fuming over why he couldn't just say something to make me feel better. He could have kept on asking what's wrong (eventually I'd think of something to complain about). He could have proclaimed his undying love for his irritating wife, I don't care, just make it sound sincere.
Me: Why are u so quiet?
S: What do u want me to say?
Now this made me realise he was fed up with me. But saying "What do you want me to say?" was the worst thing he could have said. If I answered 'Nothing', I'd get nothing. If I told him what I wanted him to say (ie. proclaim his undying love for me) and he did exactly that, I wouldn't believe him cos he would only be obliging me. Why must he wait to be asked? If he didn't say anything, that's even worse. I might just sink into depression right away.
Me: Tell me you love me.
S: U know I love u more than anything.
Me: Tell me I'm just being stupid and there's nothing wrong with us.
S: U're just being stupid and there's nothing wrong with us.
Me: U're just repeating after me.
S: U're just repeating after me.
Oh dear... instead of laughing I kept on sulking and he got bored and fell asleep. I was left wide-eyed in the dark analysing my own mental and emotional health. That's 2 hrs of beauty sleep wasted. Now I see what I've written and it hit me - I was picking a fight for no reason and the only thing wrong is how PMS affects the already complex female brain and reduces her to a whining incomprehensible idiot.
S: What's wrong?
Me: Nothing
S: What do you mean 'nothing'?
Me: Nothing. ** sulk**
S: What about? Is it that time of the month?
Me: No. Just frustrated.
**silence**
That silence made me madder. I forgot what I was frustrated about, instead concentrated on fuming over why he couldn't just say something to make me feel better. He could have kept on asking what's wrong (eventually I'd think of something to complain about). He could have proclaimed his undying love for his irritating wife, I don't care, just make it sound sincere.
Me: Why are u so quiet?
S: What do u want me to say?
Now this made me realise he was fed up with me. But saying "What do you want me to say?" was the worst thing he could have said. If I answered 'Nothing', I'd get nothing. If I told him what I wanted him to say (ie. proclaim his undying love for me) and he did exactly that, I wouldn't believe him cos he would only be obliging me. Why must he wait to be asked? If he didn't say anything, that's even worse. I might just sink into depression right away.
Me: Tell me you love me.
S: U know I love u more than anything.
Me: Tell me I'm just being stupid and there's nothing wrong with us.
S: U're just being stupid and there's nothing wrong with us.
Me: U're just repeating after me.
S: U're just repeating after me.
Oh dear... instead of laughing I kept on sulking and he got bored and fell asleep. I was left wide-eyed in the dark analysing my own mental and emotional health. That's 2 hrs of beauty sleep wasted. Now I see what I've written and it hit me - I was picking a fight for no reason and the only thing wrong is how PMS affects the already complex female brain and reduces her to a whining incomprehensible idiot.
Friday, November 17, 2006
Trip to Castle Towers...
Was a bloody waste of time. Or maybe I've just lost my shopping skills. Jialat! What is Sydney doing to me?? Or rather, what is the western suburbs doing to me???? Everything looked drap and boring, even Kookai and Cue. Couldn't justify spending in Esprit either when the T-shirts r only $10 cheaper than in Country Road. The only bra that fits me is a boring beigey-brown CK that's $70, how to buy??? Shoes r even worse, sandals that look made in China cost a bomb or two. Thought there would be many pretty summer dresses to tempt me, but I see nothing. I give up.
Or maybe I can find something online now....hmmm
Or maybe I can find something online now....hmmm
Friday, November 03, 2006
A Busy Week
It's a wet gloomy saturday morning, Stu's at work and I'm relaxing with a hot chai latte and peanut buttered muffins. The washing machine's working (how to dry those clothes later??), the vacuum's done its round, and the dogs have been given their kongs. So much had happened this past week and I'll try to recount...
1. We went out window shopping last weekend and came back 2 grand poorer. The order's been put in for a beautiful cast iron, sandstone-tiled, 8 seater outdoor dining set. Been looking for an outdoor set for ages, it's one of those things still lacking in this house. Now that summer's arriving, it's the best time to get it. We didn't want the normal aluminium framed ones that everybody has, nor timber ones that need oiling every 2 weeks. Wanted something a little bit unique and finally found it - so unique that we had to choose mismatched chairs as well. The disappointing thing is that we've just been told that the set won't be here till late Dec, which will probably mean mid-Jan judging by Aussie standards.
2. We went to see the lawyer to add my name in the house deed and for re-financing purposes. Turns out that we had to pay another 2 grand for stamp duty (what the hell is stamp duty) on top of all the other re-financing costs. Because of another name, they see it as a new loan. We decided to scrap that idea for now. Am I disappointed? A little, but I can't justify the costs, especially all the other items we weren't told about, having to extend the loan for another 5 years, paying $300 annual fees for the new loan, etc etc etc. We talked about looking into another property for investment, but can we afford it? Stu will write a will, but will it be enough to make me feel like a co-owner? I just want something that belongs to me as well. Put the hilux in my name? But a car is a liability, not an asset...
3. Stu's mom went to the hospital for an angiogram and ended up being diagnosed with a 90% collapsed lung and had to have a major operation on Monday. We've been going to the hospital every night for 7 days now. The first night after the op was the worst, seeing her all grogged out with morphine, wired up, tubes with stuff draining out of her lungs, that was scary. Stu quit smoking that night (but he's now back to it, after 3 days). I might become The Irritating Wife and nag at Stu everyday to quit. Actually I have been doing that, even knowing very well that he has to stop on his own accord.
4. My poor brother rang and told me he's resigned. As if being HP's personal driver and being made to do dirty jobs is not enough, the boss has employed another character exactly the same as HP, who is terrorizing everyone in the company. Actually he's worse than HP. I feel so sorry for them all. This shitty company is really disintegrating. I only hope my bro finds a job quickly, one he enjoys, and preferably make use of his talents.
1. We went out window shopping last weekend and came back 2 grand poorer. The order's been put in for a beautiful cast iron, sandstone-tiled, 8 seater outdoor dining set. Been looking for an outdoor set for ages, it's one of those things still lacking in this house. Now that summer's arriving, it's the best time to get it. We didn't want the normal aluminium framed ones that everybody has, nor timber ones that need oiling every 2 weeks. Wanted something a little bit unique and finally found it - so unique that we had to choose mismatched chairs as well. The disappointing thing is that we've just been told that the set won't be here till late Dec, which will probably mean mid-Jan judging by Aussie standards.
2. We went to see the lawyer to add my name in the house deed and for re-financing purposes. Turns out that we had to pay another 2 grand for stamp duty (what the hell is stamp duty) on top of all the other re-financing costs. Because of another name, they see it as a new loan. We decided to scrap that idea for now. Am I disappointed? A little, but I can't justify the costs, especially all the other items we weren't told about, having to extend the loan for another 5 years, paying $300 annual fees for the new loan, etc etc etc. We talked about looking into another property for investment, but can we afford it? Stu will write a will, but will it be enough to make me feel like a co-owner? I just want something that belongs to me as well. Put the hilux in my name? But a car is a liability, not an asset...
3. Stu's mom went to the hospital for an angiogram and ended up being diagnosed with a 90% collapsed lung and had to have a major operation on Monday. We've been going to the hospital every night for 7 days now. The first night after the op was the worst, seeing her all grogged out with morphine, wired up, tubes with stuff draining out of her lungs, that was scary. Stu quit smoking that night (but he's now back to it, after 3 days). I might become The Irritating Wife and nag at Stu everyday to quit. Actually I have been doing that, even knowing very well that he has to stop on his own accord.
4. My poor brother rang and told me he's resigned. As if being HP's personal driver and being made to do dirty jobs is not enough, the boss has employed another character exactly the same as HP, who is terrorizing everyone in the company. Actually he's worse than HP. I feel so sorry for them all. This shitty company is really disintegrating. I only hope my bro finds a job quickly, one he enjoys, and preferably make use of his talents.
Thursday, November 02, 2006
Pi Sai
Pi Sai (pronunciation pee-sa eye)
-noun
1. Description - The dirt that collects in the nostril, usually sticking to individual nostril hairs. Can be crusty or sticky according to the weather and/or how fresh it is. Colour varies from whitish to green to black, depending on the level of pollution.
2. Origin - Hokkien - literally "nose shit".
-noun
1. Description - The dirt that collects in the nostril, usually sticking to individual nostril hairs. Can be crusty or sticky according to the weather and/or how fresh it is. Colour varies from whitish to green to black, depending on the level of pollution.
2. Origin - Hokkien - literally "nose shit".
Tuesday, October 24, 2006
Pi Sai Joke
Q: Whats the difference between a cup of coffee and pi sai?
A: The coffee is on top of the table, the pi sai is under the table.
Q: Whats the difference between a bowling ball and pi sai?
A: You throw a bowling ball and it rolls. But you roll the pi sai before you throw.
*Courtesy of Chua Wee Lam
A: The coffee is on top of the table, the pi sai is under the table.
Q: Whats the difference between a bowling ball and pi sai?
A: You throw a bowling ball and it rolls. But you roll the pi sai before you throw.
*Courtesy of Chua Wee Lam
Dinner with Poofs
Went to colleague's cosy apartment in Oxford St for a Happy Hari Raya dinner. He's Malay, Malaysian, and gay. There was me and hubby, colleague, and his 3 friends - 2 gay men (who were together for 7 years and broke up last year, but still good friends. One ex-Singaporean, and the other from Wales), and an Indonesian girl. I've always wanted a gay friend and now I have so many. The feed was good (chicken curry, prawns, ketupat), the company better. The poofs were so funny with their stories of how they became queens...especially the ex-Singaporean who made us laugh with how he had to act butch so his family would not know. Enjoyed the evening, and Stu did too, as he told me later, he likes hanging out with my friends as he thinks I have good taste in friends.
Tuesday, October 17, 2006
Friday, October 06, 2006
Back in Syd
Back on Mon night. Funny how the smell of the air when I first stepped out of the airport, plus the smell of the house when I first stepped in, reminded me of Dec 2004 when I came for a one month holiday to be with Stu.
Back to work on Tue. Funny how time flies when you're at work. Another week is gone just like that. Eh..my week is not over, suddenly remembered I gotta work tomorrow. Got to go take some photos of 2 dudes spraying stuff on the wall.
Anyway I came back to Syd with packs of Prima Taste goodies to cook. Tonight I made chicken rice with black pepper chicken & shallots and xiao bai cai.
Aiya..Stu calling me to watch 8 mile on TV.....write more later
Back to work on Tue. Funny how time flies when you're at work. Another week is gone just like that. Eh..my week is not over, suddenly remembered I gotta work tomorrow. Got to go take some photos of 2 dudes spraying stuff on the wall.
Anyway I came back to Syd with packs of Prima Taste goodies to cook. Tonight I made chicken rice with black pepper chicken & shallots and xiao bai cai.
Aiya..Stu calling me to watch 8 mile on TV.....write more later
Saturday, September 23, 2006
Back in Sing
6 months seems to have flown past, yet everything seems a little bit different. The living room with the dicky small TV looking out of place, the toiletries in the 2 toilets (ulu brands that I'd never dream of buying), the new toaster in the kitchen, sunflowers at the side of the road (wilting and TOTALLY out of place), and MRT's with refundable ezlink cards. Apparently the MRT thing has been like that for 5 years and I'm just suaku. The people in the bus all have their latest handphones and ipods. Compared to Sing, Syd is really down under and maybe I belong there afterall. Arghhhhh I wan my gadgets too!!! But even if I get the N-dunno-what Nokia there wouldn't be anything much to be snap happy cos I dun have any friends in Syd. Not the real friends I have in Sing anyway. Maybe it's just me, I dun make an effort anymore and all this negativity is boring even myself. Have to kick myself to get out there, stop nuahing and live a life.
It's a bittersweet and weird feeling to be back. So happy on friday, and then the guilt is slowly seeping in...not spending enough time with family, with friends, with cat, and here I am on the net like I have all the time in the world, and doing normal things like I'd never left.
Sidetrack: I almost struck 4D! Almost!!!!! Arghhhh, Stu's gonna kill me for not buying ibet. And if I'd bought 2109, the date I came back, $500 would have been mine!!!!! Fed up...
Mom's chanting her buddhist prayers in the background...Mimi's mewing softly at my dad to be fed. I didn't know what I missed most until now...ahh stop it, making myself sad again. Better go stuff my face with doughnuts.
It's a bittersweet and weird feeling to be back. So happy on friday, and then the guilt is slowly seeping in...not spending enough time with family, with friends, with cat, and here I am on the net like I have all the time in the world, and doing normal things like I'd never left.
Sidetrack: I almost struck 4D! Almost!!!!! Arghhhh, Stu's gonna kill me for not buying ibet. And if I'd bought 2109, the date I came back, $500 would have been mine!!!!! Fed up...
Mom's chanting her buddhist prayers in the background...Mimi's mewing softly at my dad to be fed. I didn't know what I missed most until now...ahh stop it, making myself sad again. Better go stuff my face with doughnuts.
Sunday, September 10, 2006
| You Are Most Like Carrie! |
 You're quirky, flirty, and every guy's perfect first date. But can the guy in question live up to your romantic ideal? It's tough for you to find the right match - you're more than a little picky. Never fear... You've got a great group of friends and a great closet of clothes, no matter what! Romantic prediction: You'll fall for someone this year... Totally different from any guy you've dated. |
Just Crapping...
It doesn't take long for someone to come up with something corny:
"Steve Irwin wouldn't have died if he wore sunscreen - it would have caught the ray!"
And then, Peter Brock got smashed up and the first thing he heard in heaven was "Crikey, you're here too?"
I didn't even know who Brocky was.
Anyways...life's too short really. That's why I've finally ordered the stuff I need (not want) from www.myutopia.com.au. No more hesitating, just get it! I will post my exciting review on the marshmallow body creme and the body polish w cinnamon when the goods arrive.
Stu and I are thinking seriously of getting the Toyota Hilux. Part of the fun comes from thinking about what personalised registration plate (or "rego", as they call it) to get. Will it be ST00PD or GO00SE?? We can even have MO00PY or ZU00ZU, but of cos we can never agree on which one. Maybe IB11TE or WE81TE, especially when the puppies are in it. Of cos Stu wants FI15HY, but my favourite is still SH11TT.
"Steve Irwin wouldn't have died if he wore sunscreen - it would have caught the ray!"
And then, Peter Brock got smashed up and the first thing he heard in heaven was "Crikey, you're here too?"
I didn't even know who Brocky was.
Anyways...life's too short really. That's why I've finally ordered the stuff I need (not want) from www.myutopia.com.au. No more hesitating, just get it! I will post my exciting review on the marshmallow body creme and the body polish w cinnamon when the goods arrive.
Stu and I are thinking seriously of getting the Toyota Hilux. Part of the fun comes from thinking about what personalised registration plate (or "rego", as they call it) to get. Will it be ST00PD or GO00SE?? We can even have MO00PY or ZU00ZU, but of cos we can never agree on which one. Maybe IB11TE or WE81TE, especially when the puppies are in it. Of cos Stu wants FI15HY, but my favourite is still SH11TT.
Friday, September 01, 2006
A Better Week
Yes, I can feel the tension and stress of the past few months melt away. The new boss seems easy going and more importantly, very intelligent. I can't wait to learn from him. Maybe he's got a bit of bad breath but I'll much rather take that than that piece of garbage anytime. After 5 months of being conditioned to be stupid and useless, it's still hard to get my voice back. But at least I'm thinking about the actual work now, and not the garbage or office politics. It's already September, but still another 5 months to the end of the dog year. I dun usually believe in this shit, and I hope the next few months prove the astrologists (or whatever u call them) wrong. "Fan Tai Sui" is an understatement in my case, just want to move forward, contribute and be happy in my job without fan'ing the new tai sui.
Saturday, August 26, 2006
The Shit Job
Finally had the courage to tell my boss how unhappy I am at work. Told him all the problems I've been facing because of the non-communication between us and his unreasonable expectations of me. His answer was to lower my position, i.e. downgrade me! I really dunno what he imagined that will solve. Luckily, the HR manager spoke to me and told me it is not the company's policy to bring people in and "demote" them...if they do not have the skills required, the company will provide training for him/her to do the job, with the long term view of raising each employee to do more. She was genuinely shocked when I told her that I will resign if I continue to work under him, as his unfair treatment to the 3 asians in the office sickens me.
Felt so good after letting someone know all that...the director spoke to me a few days after the talks, he's put me with another boss now. I was actually smiling when I came home on friday, the first time in five months. Really really hope I get along with this new guy better......sighhh...
Felt so good after letting someone know all that...the director spoke to me a few days after the talks, he's put me with another boss now. I was actually smiling when I came home on friday, the first time in five months. Really really hope I get along with this new guy better......sighhh...
Saturday, August 12, 2006
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