5 sad things

1) I really love and cling on to dying trades, and one of these dying trades I love is tutu. yeap, tutu from the old man at clementi. the same man who, as a young man, used to sell tutu outside acs primary to my dad as a boy. the best in singapore. so yes. I recently found out that the old man had passed away. the thing I dreaded most every time I used to buy tutu from him. goodness knows, eating tutu will never be the same again, and I’ll never get to see his skilful, fast hands at work again. and what’s more, he looked a little like my grandfather. I’m gonna miss him so much. I’m sure all his faithful tutu fans will too.

my favourite tutu uncle @ vivo city, 2008

people here ought to support these old people more. what they have is unique and precious, and it’s kinda like the only remaining key to our real past seeing as to how the government has destroyed most of old town singapore. (that’s why if for e.g. you ever have to fix a shoe or so, bring it to the roadside cobblers and not the fancy commercialised shops!!) singapore is fast becoming a country with no living historical monuments- once the older generation passes, that’s it.

2) was chilling at marina square’s starbucks this evening with my rents (both are now in singapore btw) when I, to my utmost horror realised how POOR my eyesight had become. I’m indeed saddened cus even though I’ve realised it’s gotten worse (and I know the reason why), it’s not like I can really control it anymore. unlike school days… just don’t study haha. but yeah. there goes my eyesight.. and together with it, my dream of being appointed first woman cadet pilot of singapore airlines. SIGH.

3) baby hammies due to move out this weekend. gonna miss them, and paddle, and mango, and… haven’t decided who else yet. I CAN’T!! I love them all. choosing who stays and who goes is like choosing who to send to the gallows. NOT that I’m saying bren won’t take good care of my darlings, but I’ll miss not seeing them everyday.

4) hockey has begun to suck more than ever. and it’s only because it’s not ice hockey. everythign would just be so much better if the rink just magically turned to ice. the game would be infintely more fun. the rules of inline are plain confusing. and somewhat annoying.

5) it’s sad that I waste away every weekend feeling sad. no doubt I look forward to the weekend all week long, but once it rolls around everything goes wrong. and then it’s over. and then it goes wrong again. and so on.

oh well. to make my weekend less sad, I’ll be staying off my lappie so that my pitiful eyes aren’t subject to any further harmful screen time. byee

ps. oh yeah, foo power: very nice, like the name :) bff: start leaving love notes so I know you’re alive

11 days old

…no, not me. my little hammies are rapidly growing and I’m afraid that soon, the inevitable will have to happen. they shall have to move out. no definite home found yet though! :( it’ll have to be somewhere close so that I’ll be able to keep track of their growth and progress. by the way.. only 3 remain. SO TRAGIC!! why are hamsters so cannabalistic! I wanted to strangle little paddle for eating her own flesh and blood. sicko. I think the little ones are gonna open their eyes very soon though. names??? I’ve run out of ideas. all thepretty names have gone into naming…

plants. I have a new plant in the office. woohoo! I mean. plant to be. planted the little fella today during lunch time with stolen soil from home. the packet says 15 days till germination. whatever germination is… I vaguely recall/ and roughly deduce that it means till the seedling emerges from the soil. looking forward to xxxxxx blooming will help to pass my days in the office :)

boy am I somewhat glad that work makes me sick of the computer, so I end up not surfing facebook or anything else much. (except for now… I couldn’t resist the call of my blog to be a b***h tonight) I have not logged on to msn in ages now too. though I really wanna so that I cantalk to friends like.. little friend (hi ya!) and 1 or 2 others I miss loads.

oh yes lil friend, if you read this, I cannot agree enough with the many things you’ve mentioned in your blog here and there.. I wish your blog had the comment feature so that I could randomly hit the box and go “YAAAAAA!!”

and talking about hitting the comment box.. imma hit the bed now. cheerio !!

no Lahm??? this game sucks already

germany will win tonight. they’d better! beat uruguay who should NOT have won against ghana in the first place. yeaH GHANA! sigh. germany. please win. tonight’ will bethe last soccer game I’ll be watching in the next 4 years. hopefully in 4 years’ time I’l lbe in Sao paulo :D I’ll visit julia and pedro :)

English will dominate silverstone my arse?!! button in 14th? haha bye to the maclarens. vettel will win, webber 2nd. my prediction. whatever it is, the redbulls will be 1, 2 and pull ahead of the mclarens.

horny #@%$@@ mango. repeatedly raped paddle. I knew she was pregnant. she gave birth again today. 6 HEALTHY LOOKING BABY HAMMIES. and right after that mango was still trying to shag her. I couldn’t take it. I put him in a separate cage. I hope all the babies survive. they look like a healthy strong lot. I can’t keep them though. they’d doublethe size of my hamster zoo. I’d have 12. that’s insane.

beautiful yellowblue pudding hammies for sale/for free: born on the same day as me.

and finally, germany will win because…

tako the octopus picked GERMANY as the winner for 3rd place game!

oh nooooo

it’s that time of the year once again. this time I really don’t have any catchy line to say to hang on to my current number…

last year it was “FOREVER 21!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” sigh. the years just keep rolling by. 3 years ago I told myself I was old because I was no longer a teen. now I look at my friends who are 20 and think how young they are, I was. next year I’m gonna tell myself I was stupid for this… and so on. it’ll never end unless I start believing that WE can stay young at heart.

on another note. germany lost!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOO. I was soooo sad and somewhat annoyed because the game was at 230am. and MY germany lost. now that’s another 4 years to wait. 4 years ago I sat down and cried with ballack when they lost to italy (come to think of it, maybe spain might win since they are now in what was italy’s position). at least this time round I’m not so emotional anymore. but I’m still sad and largely affected by the fact that it’s gonna be another long wait . and I’ll be 4 years older again by then. omg

my mother says it’s a ‘phase’ I’ll eventually grow out of. so I said… NOOO. grown men still worship sports and emo over such events. and she said……….

“that’s why grown men never grow up”

oh well.

I’m slightly over a month into my days at wiley now. I like my team. they’re the most teamed-team in the department and not to mention also the youngest team!! yeah. the sneaky people totally celebrated my birthday by disguising the surprise in the most discreet way ever. meeting in the BOARDROOM?? holy crap. and I thought I was late. I was like..”sh*t, I didn’t know everyone was already in the room.” heehee. very nicee. my team leader (who’s also a manager) stole my birthdate from my resume. scary huh. haha

so yes. I’m happy in my company. but. my entire family is getting more and more tired of living in singapore for countless reasons. as it is, I can’t even think or say for sure where I migth be in the next year or 2.

and my hamsters stink to the holy high heavens. the stinky little things aren’t toilet trained unlike hammy and their predecessors were! sO ANNOYING. I bought those special magic paper shavings that was supposed to help, but the stupid things ATE IT instead. I mean… PEE IN IT NOT EAT ITyou little pieces of ham!! anyhow. I love my little babies still. just a tad frustrating and extra work added to my load.

alrite. happy birthday to myself.