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
