Bizarre Cabbie Experience...

On a rainy Sunday morning at approximately 8am...
Was trying to get a cab but none in sight...

So I called TIBS...
Was told that my cab would arrive in 5-10mins... (usual la.. 3 mins they also say 5-10 mins... then the driver will call n holler at you that they r already waiting downstairs...)

Then...

I got this message....


"u still want cab? i'll come 3 min taxi no 782"


first thot tt went thru my mind : Ah then??... of cos i want. otherwise I call for wat?
second thot : Nowadays cabbies quite high tech ah... they usually call only if they can't find yr location wat!

Then I replied:

"Yes of cos! I'm standing between 101 n 18"


Then I waited................


3 mins....

5 mins....

Then...


"I'll be there in 1 min, start counting now. 59,58,57.....36,35,34....13,12,11..... Oh no is 'red light'. Sorry may b late, c u soon. taxi no SHB 782 x '


I'm not shittin' you... this is really the text he sent me word for word....

I was like.... 0_o"


So okie....
fearing that the taxi uncle might be some serial killer or nut head... I texted Ray n he waited for me at the destination...

When cabbie arrived... he was some youngish punkish uncle la..
And kept checkin' me out in the mirror...

"No wonder laaaa..." went thru my head.... n more texts to Ray bout cabbie situation...

Think he was on the verge of going upstairs n bringing weapons down to prepare to confront cabbie when I arrive liao man!! ;D

But really... wat a weirdo dun ya think??

Frankfurters, n Worldcup Mania!!!

It's not that I forgot to blog!!
It's just that I went away for a week!!
Sorwieeee!! ;p

Having one of these now as I trawl the net...

One big n fat ass of a sausage...

I came back with like possibly 8kg worth of porkers....

It's a fab get fat snack...
Totally crunchy when bitten into.. n hyper salty on the inside...
Hmmm...
My fave kinda snack...

I take the pic next to the lousy Vitagen bottle so you guys can see how big n thick it is mahh...

But i also realise how vulgar it looks...

Wat with that whitish crown on top... the thing kinda expanded cos I tossed it in the toaster for too long... was like gonna explode meat in the heat...

mahahahahah~

Seems like the Germans do big fat ass many things....

Like this big fat ass watermelon...

While we are talking food...
Let me digress n share with you all this secret hidden in the West of Sin...

Boon Lay Market Nasi Lemak!!!

Just smile when you want more chilli!!!
Brought Ray to it the before I had to go to Frankfurt...

This is his plate...
Mine usually has 2 chicken wings apart from the rest of the stuff you see... Minimum....

Yes... now you know why I abstain from it...

Clear off Chongpang Nasi Lemak..
I tried you before n you r cold n limp...

The chicken wings at the Boon Lay joint is absolutely hot n smokin'...
And they just keep frying it up!!!


BTW, it's the only nasi lemak I eat....
I'm not the kind that goes like..."Hmmm... got craving for nasi lemak..." n will order from any old stall...

If it's chicken rice I dig...it's gotta be Loy Kee's or Boon Tong kee

Prata? Al-ameen...

Laksa? The supposedly "Katong" one at Holland V (I live in the bloody West... not gonna travel to the East except for work if I can help it!!)

Hotdogs? Only the ones outside Zouk!! And frankfurters of cos!!


Yeah.. so I'm a pretty discriminating eater...
I only want the branded ones... hahahahha~ ;D
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Okieeee...
I'm satisfied talking bout my fave Nasi lemak...

Back to Frankfurt..

Lucky to be there on the day when some matches were being played in Frankfurt itself...

Town is usually sedate...
But the atmosphere was festive for once!!

Check it out!

While sitting down for ice cream n fries...
we saw..

Portugal supporters...

A PortuG'oo'se? heh

Iran Supporters.../Iranians?

Yankees..

Italians...

Random Italian couple..

The Koreans....

As I had said...
the atmosphere was electric...
Loved it...

Had hotdogs w flymate...

Even the working people were happy!!

Boy did I feel lucky to be there.. even though I did not watch a single match while I was there...

One more reason to love my job!! ;D

But I did watch a whole match proper last nite!!!
The French n Togo one...
With the boys at Balcony...

Some French students there as well so it was pretty fun!!
I actually screamed in the first half when they failed to score...
heh heh...
n I cussed so loudly by half time Jules was pretty amused...
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Doggy time with my fave furball today... :)

I proclaim myself an exclusive Goldie lover....

"Really?? Then why is she sitting on me!! Heeeelp meeeee!"

Yeah so Whisk did not go to training school to learn how to jump hoops...
He might not respond to 'Sit' n 'Stay' or walk to heel...

But I love the way he does NOT look moanfully at you when you eat...
My dog doesn't beg...

And he doesn't lift his leg up like a regular stray when he pisses...

*big proud smile*

He might be on the small side n some people say he does not look like a pure Goldie.. but he bloody is okie!!!

And he will always be my favourite pooch... :)

One Man's Trash, Another's Treasure..

The first time I set up at the Tanglin Flea Market sometime last year, I took home S$300 plus bucks from selling stuff I dun want...

Heh heh..

The weirdest things sold man...
My mangy pair of VNC mules...
My mummy's icky printed blouse...
My stained Mango top...
My broken pair of Converse slides.. (the ah beng ones from eons ago..)

Not only did I make extra moolah...
I cleared space in my wardrobe for more functional stuff...

So of cos this time, I was hopeful again!!

But Nebei bananas...
The smart people at Tanglin increased the rental of space from $40 to $70...
Which in my opinion is pretty steep considering that each item fetches an average of $2 only lei...
Even though they let us set up from 3pm onwards instead of the usual 5pm - 11pm...

The place at its most crowded around 5pm...

Maybe it was the World Cup...
The place was pretty dead by 8...

Maybe it's cos after my first spring clean a year ago... I have no more good stuff to offer...
My gypsy skirts n beach bags were all sold out before I could set up store properly...

Maybe it was the location of my stall...
At the edge... the very first one at the taxi stand...
The middle part might be hot n humid but the crowd will stick see....

Right outside 7-11

Mummy helping to set up...

Mummy says that people will check out the stallholder n wat she/he wearing before deciding whether to browse somemore...

Makes sense... if I like wat she/he wearing, I wanna emulate... I will be tempted to rummage thru the stuff...

So I made the effort lor... even though so hot man...
Act cutesy right!!? Mahahaha~

Mummy's best to work with...
Resilient, silent n always so supportive... ;)


Little sis brought her toys she doesn't want as well..
Surprisingly, people do buy 2nd hand soft toys too...
geee....

As you can see, crowd sucks...
We wrapped up around 10 n went for supper la

So pathetic can...

My gross profit only $90... minus my rent...
Net profit only $20...
Which I spent getting Mummy coffee n sandwiches cos we were soooo bored...
Sobz~
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To all durian lovers out there....

Every year, for Daddy's bday..
we get him the fresh durian cake from Angie's cos that's his only favourite cake flavour...

But the quality of Angie's durian cream like super depreciating each year...
V. disappointing...

Then....

Cos 2nd Sis brought home the durian swiss rolls n cream puffs from the Good wood Park Hotel's Durian Festival thingy...

(which btw made my whole refridgerator smell like stale fart.... you have to agree that when durian smell lingers too long it DOES start smelling like stale fart wat!)

I decided to check out the fresh durian cake there as well...

Not only is it cheaper than bloody lousy Angie's...
It's fabulous can!!!!
Mmmmmmm~

Daddy n his 3 princesses...

Even though you always talk so loud; which sound like you're scolding us for littlest reasons,
Have a quick temper... (we all take after you now lorrrr)
Fart loud loud in the house all the time; n force us to eat fruits after heavy dinners everytime(!!)
We love you lots..
And a Happy Father's Day in advance... (er, when is it supposed to be again?? ;p)
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Still waiting for Von's photos taken on Fri nite....

Can show you how new style Olio Brownie is served...
Freaking on a hotplate can!?!
And then they pour the choc sauce over then the whole thing freaking sizzles..
Followed by a layer of chopped nuts...
Sinful as hell... sweet as love...

Will update when her pics come out I guess..

We went to Club Street where Adi was working...
And chilled at Bar Sa Vanh...

It was Corine, Von, Loy n new beau, me n Ray...

Me n Corine

Pictures taken with her Sony Ericsson mobile...
Super clear right!!??? No grainy shits.
Better quality than Nokia mobiles anytime!!!!

There wasn't much conversation going on...
But whenever the Dome Darlings hang out, it's like this one lor...
We ain't bored.. just really comfy with the company...
:)

Really miss those times when we would gather in big groups n just laze around the outlet...
Possibly stuffing ourselves silly with bread, staff meals n ice cream...

Sometimes I think bout the funny way different people from all walks of life are thrown together by fate...
we r all so different yet have so much in common...
hmmm...

It's really different from fly life...
where you meet n work with different people each flight...
it's so hard to build bonds n form lasting friendships...

Gee... am I getting mushy again??

Anyhooo....

I intro-ed Ray to them first time that night lor...

He's a shy guy...
Guess we're the same kinda species...
I start blabbering... emit strange noises... make bimbotic statements when I'm nervous round new people..
Perhaps I should follow his style...
Just ACT COOL...
hee hee hee

That's all for the moment I guess...
Went to BKK yesterday n cos the King was celebrating his bday over 4 days...
they made us stay in the airport hotel to avoid bad traffic...
So no go out..
Just room service n sleep...
Nothing to tell!!

Catch ya soon! tata!

Overreaction..

Things are fine...
I just over reacted...
According to my girl frenz...

Gee.. guess the Dodo is not so worldly after all... ;p

Oh well.. always a first. ;D
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Waiting for Von to send me the photos of the Dome Darlings gathering on Fri nite...
And will blog on my Tanglin Mall Flea market experience once I return from Bkk on Monday afternoon...
Me need sleep...
zzzzzz~

Because Scars are Real

Having found out a monumental n near devastating piece of news early today…
I was near numb…

And not even sure how to react or feel about it…

While trying to gather strength n second opinions…
Found out that a dear fren of mine has gone n done something silly as well…

I discovered then that I’ve got great strength in myself already…
That all I needed was second opinions to confirm my own…

People do learn from their mistakes, n past…
They understand how their minds process thoughts…
How their hearts process extreme emotions…

After that, they might steer clear of the same mistakes…
Or they might commit the same
In a bid to avoid the same thing from happening, they unconsciously commit another…

Of cos there are different types of people…
Or rather.. different ways of handling pain n confusion…

Some of us choose to escape reality…
They drown their sorrows in intoxicating agents…

Me?
I like to go headlong against the pain by inducing more pain…

It sounds so clichéd…
But Time do heal all wounds…

The scars always serve to remind me to love myself more,
Remind me of how shitty I felt then…
How every night I cry n blame myself for the wrongs that happened n think bout the ‘what if’s...

But over time… it does go away…
And before you know it…
Any big deal that comes along seems small… that you even have to step back n wonder if you were undermining the seriousness of an issue…
Or even looking at it in the right way?!

Then again…
Because scars are real…
It builds you up n nothing can bring you down.

One Nite in Beijing

Been to Beijing a couple of times already...
But still never been to The Great Wall...
we always stay only 1 nite!!

Been to some really lousy shopping places b4 as well....

But I guess the best visits are unplanned...

Like that time I messaged V. Leow (then stationed in BJS) but he din reply..
He got my message in Friendster when I was lousy shopping on nil sleep n brought me out clubbing!!
That was a freaking awesome nite!!
Though I did survive on only 2 hours sleep in 40 hours... yikes!

This time... the chinese girls recommended this place called Xi(1)Dan(1)...
Said it was a hideout for the fashionable..

On the cab there....
We passed...

Tiananmen Square

The cab drivers there sure are paranoid...

I'm more worried bout the cheating types than the paranoid ones...
heh heh

From previous experience... clubbing in BJS is heavenly...
V brought me to this chillout lounge where there's this big big Buddha head behind the DJ console...
And it was surrounded by tealights...

The music was groovy n chill lor...
When I stepped in I immediately forgot I was in China...

NICE!!

But shopping had been disappointing all the other times...
Most of the places were wholesale shops... n the items never interested me...
Plus I always felt ripped off still even after hard bargaining...

But this time I wasn't disappointed!!!!
I found a SJP-esque dress from RMB220 at this building called Hua(2) Wei(1) in Xi(1)Dan(1)
Only S$40 plus!! Good quality somemore!!
And this Sienna-boho style dress..
And a girly babydoll!!

The complex in Hua Wei is bit like Far East Plaza Level 1...
Tried to take a pic of the funky beaded walled shops...

Then freaking got stopped by the gong(1) an(1) (the security called that rite??)...
Wah lau.. he asked me to expose my film...

I told him my is digital n erased the pics...
Lucky he believed me n din confiscate my SD card or camera or detain me or something!!!!
Phew...



The streets of Xi Dan shopping area...
Crowded man....
And air was perpetually smoky...

Next stop...
Beijing Hard Rock!!

With first solo steward, Mervin..

Poor Mervin... first time to BJS n din get to eat Peking duck cos we went to restaurant too late!!

Anyhoo.. next BJS flight I gonna go Xi Dan again!!!! ;D
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Check out this new member in our family!!
This baby is new born!!
Only 6 days old!!

The new Daihatsu Terios!!

Finally our old Toyota has been scrapped!!
And nice car for me to drive to valet parking in Zouk! ;p

Daddy's bday dinner at Traders hotel...

It's Daddy's 52nd!
Actual date is 7th June...
Gotta go cut his durian cake now...
Ray helped me reserve from Goodwood!
Yummy!!

Catch ya guys after Melbourne this weekend!! ;)

The Invisible Wall

… When goodbye is difficult…

Today I removed all the pics of Rif n myself from my room…
And it felt strange as Mommy was mirroring my tots…
And asked me how he was doing n if we were still talking…

We were, I told her…
And yes, he knows I’m seeing Ray…
And hey… he was already seeing someone else before I did…

She was kinda thrown off… always thinking her dear daughter is some kinda men-tyrant n hurting them or something… heh heh…

Oh well…

It also felt like I was saying my last goodbye as I put his pics away.. slowly into his box…
It felt surreal..
It felt sad…
5 years of memories…n postcards n little what nots… to be stored into a box.

When I said Love is petrifying..
I meant it..

I dun find getting to know a person from scratch fun…
There will always be doubts.. n not only bout the trust issues… but many many things…

I’ll always think… he loves me now… but only cos it’s now…
Wat happens after 6 months? Wat happens after 2 years?
Wat happened in the past? Why did it happen?
Why doesn’t he want me to know?
Does he still feel for the past?

These issues are more or less sorted out…
but I still think that knowing a person is knowing everything bout the person as well;
where you can put a timeline to events n things that had happened.
Where there are no gaps in time… n most importantly, no more questions…

It took me 2 years to be convinced I was truly loved some 3-4 years ago… n the journey was full of twists n turns n difficult uphills..

Sometimes I wonder if I’m still the tough cookie I used to be…
Able to see thru another journey with many more obstacles to come with another one…

Big tired sighs*~

Ah well.. leaving for Beijing for the weekend tonight..
All you wild childs have fun on your Fri n Sat nites…
I’m gonna miss the Zouk Flea market freaking AGAIN.
Nabei…
Have been wanting to go since the first one started eons ago but never seem to be able to make it to one..
Sigh… n ptui~

To people who think… Who the Hell works on a Fri night…
Well people like me n Ray…
On weekends.. on public holidays n Sundays.. heh heh..
Happy playing!! ;D