breakfast in the mornings

I don't know where to start or how to start;
I don't know where to end or how to end.

Perhaps just like it had been all these while, there will never ever be a full-stop.
We went on creating memories with commas and semi-colons.
A full-stop came but somehow it ended up with a tail.

But I guess tonight sums it up simply.
Was it a sense of loss?
Or was it rather a sense of relief?
Perhaps it is a case of ambiguity and anonymity that none of us like to break.
An equivocation that we simultaneously choose to have common grounds.

I think I don't owe you anything.
I think you owe me much more.
But there will be no peace if we keep digging the old linen
and shuffing it in each other's face.

Just like that.
A comma,
A semi-colon;
A common knowing.

I like Pin Guan's new song.
Some feelings never fade to black because it has its roots so deeply rooted
that it is near impossible to uproot it.

思念是一种很玄的东西,如影随形

现在的我们都，很好。

amazing annabel

for a moment i thought it was a painting by my bro.
the age's pretty similar too. HAHA

I have shifted.
My new humble abode lies at 1 Old Parliament Lane, The Arts House Annex Building, Level 2.
My kitchen is at Timbre@The Arts House or the Earshot Cafe.

I travel so often to Raffles Place/City Hall and have my ass rooted to my chair so long that I am having thoughts of buying a hammock and have it hung in the pantry so we can all rest as we toil for Singapore Writers Festival, Asia On The Edge 2009, Jeremy Monteiro and my baby Story Saloon.



I think it'll be pretty cool to stay in my office 24/7.
That way I can stay contactable to all my clients and they can find me 24/7.

Need me at 8am to turn on air-con? No problem.
Need me at 11pm to check venue system? Sure.
Need me at 7am for ladder? My pleasure.

They need not send me an email about the same issue every single hour and get all panicky when I do not reply their emails one second after they send it to me.
and of course, I can "jaga" the House too.
We can save money on uber "cute" security guards who shake their head and go "Not I do one! I new today!" when all I did was to pick up a broken easel stand and look at him for help.
-faints-

So yes, I'll buy a hammock and sleep in my office.
My mum can save the money on buying a new bed for me and spend it on her Korean DVDs.
I'm great, aren't I?
-laughs-

the trouble with tissue

ah mao and his ciggies and contact lenses.

I would love to buy tissue for you.
But it would be better for you and me if you can tell me what kind of tissue paper you want.
If you just vaguely tell me, "tissue".
I would assume you just want a packet of pocket tissue.
I wouldn't know that you had wanted and expected...
Brand XYZ
3-ply
small slim packaging
and you would rather have Winnie the Pooh prints then that of a plain daisy.

You NEED to tell me all what are your preferences. if not i'll go on assuming that, you'll like the tissue I got for you when you said with a smile, "You should take ownership of this tissue-buying duty".

Assume, as a good friend once told me, spells out to be ASS-U-ME = making an ass out of you and me.

so, please.
The next time you want me to buy a packet of tissue for you, tell me what exactly you want.
What brand
How many ply
Buy from where
How many packets
How soft
Your preferred budget
.....

If not...
When you ask me to buy tissue for you,
I'll show you the above placard.

A Dying Flame

K.I.S.S came to SG
Low Feng told me to go and kiss K.I.S.S.
-rolls eyes-

For I were to die, I would like the fact that i am a born couch-potato be erected on my tombstone. I can sit for hours in front of my 32-inch television set and have my DVD player on for hours. I can sprawled my lumps of fats around the sofa so comfortably that I consume my 3 meals in front of it.

I bet my carbon footprint is so huge that I am one of the main culprits behind Singapore's horrible scorching heat. -ashamed at huge amount of electricity I use-

This is a H3 Hummer.

I know I go on at times to be a little self-absorb in my fantasy world where Kevin Cheng decides to woo me, Raymond Lam is my boyfriend and Dan Humphrey is my summer fling. Please do not mistake me jokes as the real me, because even though I have small eyes that probably only can only take in 1/2 of the whole grandeur of a huge H3 Hummer, I know very well that they are NOT REAL and are just part of the fantasy world that I conjured up to make life seems less like a pain in my fat ass.

Ah Mao is very very very camera-shy.

I always enjoyed watching TV, especially HK TVB dramas.

Because it is at time so OTT - like Heart of Greed and Moonlight Resonance.

Because it can be so unrealistic - Dog and Cat can fall in love? Just imagine a mix breed of Jac's Clover and my Ah Mao...-shudders-

Because it can be so piles-growing long - My Kindred Spirit ran for 300 plus episodes.

And of course, it taught me a lesson or two on life and relationship.

Burning Flame 3 did not had me in tears, but it got my wheels thinking.

Determination, at an extreme, can kill.

Like how Wong Hei's character was dead determined to win back Myolie Wu cost him to a) lost a leg, b) lose a buddy, c) lose face and d) caused much pain to everyone around him.

But of course, how many of us can be a "pai-ka" who drives a Honda Civic at 100km/h on a highway and then get into a car crash, have you Civic flipped over a bridge and still NOT DIE?

Only at TVB. -grins-

Aside from the hilarious TV miracle, one thing I learnt was that sometimes there is no point hanging on to that someone, something.

No matter how much effort you put in, the end result might still be disappointing.

Giving up at the right time, might be the best reward for you.

And that is the reason why.

I want to marry Kevin

I miss twit too :(

bring back oh bring back
oh bring back my twit to me, to me.
-to the tune of "My Bonny"-

I think I am such a slob and I do extreme injustice to my puny eyes.
I can't help but to believe that I single-handedly destroyed my eyes by my magnetic attraction to watching the tube.
If not, why is it that I have such cute HUGE round eyes when I was in diapers but by the time I could BUY diapers, my eyes have degenerated to the size of a Koko Krunch?

After facing the lappie's 14.1 inch screen for the entire day, when I reach home, the first thing I do is to plonk my fat ass down on my sofa and watch cable tv and then I overwork my DVD player.



Burning Flame 3 gets me hot under the collar man.
Kevin Cheng is like H-O-T. - fans self-
Can you actually believe that he is 40 years old?
You know, if all 40 year old men look like him, I wouldn't mind being a Lolita with a sugar daddy. -swoons-
Yes, he is officially part of my Men List now.
sigh, the list keeps growing by the show I watched.
What a bother, to keep giving a piece of my heart to all these unattainable men.
-guffaws-


Hanjin@timbre was good, although Dong felt that he was a little OTT but I guess that's alright.
He has made his mark as a well-known songwriter and he has found a little jazz fan in "Nah-beh" Hwee Shan. You know, maybe I should cosy up with and then maybe, maybe I might be a little step closer to getting to know Justin Lo.

I'm kidding. Seriously.

Pardon my extreme infatuation with reel men.
Because,
you can't expect me to be infatuated with the guys I hang out with right?