Saturday, April 05, 2008

A very belated 21st birthday picture post


There are simply too many pictures for me to comment on all of them, so I'll just turn this into a pictures only post. With maybe a few comments on the side.

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Mummy and Daddy making their world-famouse marinated pork.

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My daughters getting excited about mummy's birthday as well. Or maybe it was the food.

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Day One - ACE colleagues

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Extra helpers - Lazy, Benny and Poh Suan

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First Night - Mahjong night

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Happy drunk people

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I like this shot

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The Lazies - Greeny and Pinky

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BBQ Night 2 - Friends and Family

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That was when the coke exploded in the freezer because 3 very inconsiderate people put it there and forgot about it. Was funny though.

Thanks to all who came, especially my mom who organised the whole thing, my sis for booking the chalet and my dad for his world-famous marinated pork. Heh.

Friday, April 04, 2008

Hi Big Brother


It's been a little over three years since you've been gone. We're all doing fine, in fact, we're going to be aunts and uncles soon when Zaiden and Chloe come, which should both be end of this month.

I've been bumbling around, but I've been doing good. Would've been better if you were here. Grandmama and Grandpapa are getting older, and Grandmama refuses to dye her hair anymore. Gan-ma has a fulfilling life with many things crammed into her days that even I have to make an appointment with her if I want to see her.

Everyone in the family has been doing good, and I know everyone misses you a lot. My mom, every time she knew I was going to see you at Mandai, she'd always ask me to bring along messages.

I kept my word, and I've always been riding with you. I know you're always nearby when I ride the fastest. When the wind rushes past me, I can almost hear you whisper faster... faster...

You've always loved the wind.

I've tried to find the place where you took me to the last time I saw you, but I couldn't find it. I know it is in Bishan park, but I've been there many times and couldn't find it. I still remember the CD that they were playing really loud when we were drinking. F.I.R's Fly Away.

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I recently came across a couple of your riding photos online, and realized that other than the time you took me to drinking, I've never seen your passion before. Until I saw your group photo at PG, and a couple of you either beside your ZX-11 and in your helmet, I've never truly felt the urgent need to ride with you. To see you ride.

They say that time heals all wounds. What a load of bullshit. It still hurts as much inside as it did at the funeral three years ago. The memories are still as fresh, the stinging is still as deep.

I can still taste the ashes. I can still feel the tears.

I can still feel the wind in my hair...

Thursday, April 03, 2008

I've got some awesome stuff to show ya


But my wireless mouse is kind of kooky now and I can't edit the photos. Anyone got an extra I can borrow? I've got like a million photos to sift through and edit what I think is post-a-ble (is there such a word?).

Lazy's gone off to reservist and I am stuck at home with a spoilt mouse. ARGHGHGHGH!

*That was a hint to ask me out. Please submit your applications by next week and it will be processed within two working years.**

Friday, March 28, 2008

Paradox

Following my previous post which puts me one notch above emotionless, I thought I could be hurt anymore. Seems like I can.

Seems like I've spent so much time building walls up against Lazy that I've neglected to protect my back. So the very vulnerable wall-less side of me was like a free-for-all hunting-season shooting ground.

And shoot they did.

With the aid of Lazy, my mother took a shot at me today which shattered the once strong wall in front of me. For some reason, she always knows where my weakest points are and charges full force into them. She always knows the worst thing to say to break my spirit.

It feels like I've stepped into a paradox where everything is topsy-turvey. Everything that was perfect was now dim and dark and grey. Everything I've believed in, or tried to anyway, was now rushing back at me in the face, yelling out the truth of everything I ever pretended wasn't.

I say what I say because everyone around me demands explaination for everything I do. And if I don't fulfil what I say within a short period of time, they say I only like to talk big. Along the way they threw in some discouragement too, for good measure, just to prove that they were right.

I personally feel that I am not doing a bad job. I am not completely useless. I started working since 12 and have acquired a powerful resume. I am equipped with skills that most people at my age don't, and I have the fucking ability to climb. I just choose not to because I want to spend more time with my dogs. Is it so fucking hard to understand?

I know that my theories and my thinking and my way of life may not be conventional, but it is to the best of what I think is right - striking a balance. Who are you to say that I am useless?

Using Lazy's words, the only person I've just began to trust again, breaks the bond between me and him. Are you happy now? Do you feel happy every single time you found the worst possible thing to say that makes me want to jump out the window in the worst possible way?

You make me sick. I hope I never become like that.

At this point, I actually don't care anymore. Some part of me actually saw this coming from far, far away. It's ok, you guys can continue to misunderstand me. Ah well.

Back to my cartoons.

Tuesday, March 25, 2008

The Journey Backwards


Then:

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As it progresses:

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Now:

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Can't be bothered anymore.

Anyways pardon the funky drawings, I did them within minutes during lunchtime in office using Paint. Cool, eh?

Monday, March 24, 2008

MUAHAHAHAH~!


Top 10 Man-gina/She-nis Activities

Things a Man Would Do if He Woke up with a Vagina

10. Immediately go shopping for a vibrator
9. Squat over a hand-held mirror for an hour and a half
8. See if he could finally do a split
7. See if it's truly possible to launch a ping-pong ball 20 feet
6. Cross his legs without rearranging his crotch
5. Get picked up in a bar in less than 20 minutes
4. Have consecutive multiple orgasms and still be ready for more without sleeping first
3. Go to the gynecologist for a pelvic exam and ask to have it recorded on video
2. Sit on the edge of the bed and pray for breasts too
1. Finally find that damn G-Spot

Things a Woman Would Do if She Woke up with a Penis

10. Get ahead faster in the corporate world
9. Get a blowjob
8. Find out what is so fascinating about "beating the meat"
7. Pee standing up
6. Determine WHY you can't hit the bowl consistently
5. Find out what it is like to be on the other end of a surging orgasm
4. Touch/shift herself in public without a thought as to how improper it might seem
3. Jump up and down naked with an erection to see if it feels as funny as it looks
2. Understand the scientific reason for the light refraction that occurs between a man's eyes and the ruler situated next to his member, which causes two inches to be added to the final measurement
1. Repeat #9


So I guess that for either sexes, you become brainless when you have a penis. Bwahahaha~

Sunday, March 23, 2008

Anybody here has a dog?


I've just registered for Pets Magazine's "Better Owner, Better Dog" seminar with Lazy. Anybody else wanna join in the fun? Register now to get the early-bird discounts!


If you own a dog or intend to get one, this seminar is for you.

The "Better Owner, Better Dog" seminar will be the first-ever comprehensive dog care seminar in Singapore covering a range of dog-related issues. There is something for every dog owner at this seminar!

The seminar will be held on Saturday 19 April 2008 at The National Library from 12.30pm to 6.30pm. It includes a pre-seminar cocktail and a high-tea reception spread.

Each attendee will receive a goodie bag of samples/starter kits from the sponsors, a limited-edition Pets Magazine T-shirt, a free pet massage consultation/check at Pawsitive Sensations, and $50 off group training for your dog at K9 Shiloh Dawg Skool. All these are worth more than $90!

The "Better Owner, Better Dog" Seminar is supported by the Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Animals, Action for Singapore Dogs, and Noah's Ark.

More details available at http://www.petsmagazine.com.sg/seminar. Register now to enjoy special discounts!
The WITCH

The day the fire turned green. The very last part was my sister telling me not to put this clip online. So, naturally, here it is!

Wednesday, March 12, 2008

I can't wait to fucking move out of here

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*post edited so as not to air the dirty linen, and there's no where else I can speak out because I will get blackmailed. Again. So I think I shall suppress this.*

Yay to the "powers". You win again.

Fun?

Monday, March 10, 2008

I Enjoy Grossing People Out

The right side of my face is a bit swollen but it's not that obvious as to warrant a picture to show you guys. Or maybe I just don't want to show my swollen face here.

Anyways, I was very annoyed with the wire gauze I had to bite just now because it itched too much, so I took it out prematurely and contended with the blood.

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Took at least 3 of these babies and the blood is still going strong. Now there's a patch of mushy soft gooey feeling thingy at the back of my mouth where the tooth used to be. Eewwww.

And you know what I'm doing right now at this very moment? ... Eating a burger. Right now. Very slowly and delicately because I can't open my mouth wide. So I have to nibble piece by piece.

You know something is wrong when you'd rather bear the pain than to go without your McDee's.
I Did It!


I was in so much pain that I went ahead and called up a relatively known dental clinic and got the first slot.

The doctor was a very nice man who understood my fears and took things very slowly. Thankfully, the tooth could be extracted by simply plucking it out. But the position of the tooth was so awkward that he had to give me 4 injections of anesthesia to make me feel nothing.

I did feel something though; I felt the tooth ripping out nerve by nerve. It pinched a little, but wasn't entirely horrendously painful as most would have me believe. There was surprisingly little blood when I rinsed after he extracted the tooth.

The damage was $120. Not very expensive considering the doctor was very nice and friendly and experienced.

It's painful and itchy now. Actually it's more itchy than painful, mainly because of the gauze I had to bite hard on for another hour. The gums around the area are hurting a lot too, because the tooth had been grinding against them for quite some time now and they're raw.

Do you want to see the tooth? Now for the weak-hearted.




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For some reason he included the blood when he put it into the bag. Nice.
Every Moment Awake Is Pure Agony


It is like a constant pain that never dulls. And with every minute the pain gets worse. The only solace I have is when I am asleep, and even that is fitful and broken.

Now that I have been forced awake yet again for the nth time (I don't wake up so early of my own free will. Nobody wakes up at 9am in the morning of their own free will.) I might as well stay up until I can find a way to get rid of this pain.

This horrible, sideways growing and back-of-mouth grinding WISDOM TOOTH!

I actually have all 4 already, but only this one on my upper right is causing me so much agony that I can't even think straight, much less sleep well.

I can't eat solids, it hurts when I yawn or even swallow liquids, I can't laugh, and you know what the worst part is? I have no money to have it removed.

My friendly HR deposited my cheque on Friday, which pretty much means I am still broke as of today until tomorrow afternoon. And what with people chasing after me for ridiculous loans every day since god-knows-when (They chase me to lend them money, not return them money), tbere's the added stress of my bike still in desperate need of servicing, and Mandy in desperate need of training. Not that she's an entirely bad girl, she just needs some fine-tuning.

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It is so annoying not being able to say certain things that I would like to say in a fit of annoyance and disappointment because of "the powers that be" that moniter my blog. Yes, not "power", but "powers"

I think I'll just pay a visit to the dental clinic when it opens in awhile. I think I'll just sign for the bill first even though I don't like to sign for big amounts. I read in forums that upper wisdom tooth can just be plucked out, so I hope it can be done during today's visit, else I will go crazy with pain tonight.

Argh.

Friday, March 07, 2008

You


.. are suffocating the fuck out of me.

This is one of the reasons I stopped blogging.

Give me some space!

Thursday, March 06, 2008

Things You Need To Watch In Order To Keep Up With Current Events

Achmed the Dead Terrorist

You're my courage to go on (blogging)


... Sosincal. Your words mean to me a lot more than you know.

And now, some long awaited photos of Christmas, Jacky Cheung's concert and Reunion Dinner Night for the Tan juniors.

Christmas -

We had company on Christmas eve.

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My mahjong kakis, Onn and Benny and their respective girlfriends. It's damn obvious what we were doing right before opening the wine Onn brought, isn't it?

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Their defination of a screwed cork.

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What the heck.

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So we messed around for awhile until Benny's girlfriend had to go home, during which Onn's girlfriend became our temporary kaki until Benny came back.

So the next day was Christmas (obviously), and we spent a quiet evening together. We did present opening at home and then set out for a small little BBQ all by ourselves.

Lazy's gift.

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See, it has little hearts in it.

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What makes this so special? Because it was so sweet and totally unexpected. We were out shopping together with Cudas the weekend before, and I was swooning over this watch in one of the shops. I didn't even drop any hints.

Anyways, Cudas got me this fisheye camera she got from http://www.lomotion.com/. She's some sort of goddess there and has loads of free points.

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Notice the cat on the cover. Cute.

It kind of disappeared after she took the camera and had the film developed. Methinks she wants to play with it herself.

These are 3 of the best shots I took with the fish-eye camera. Actually it's 2. The third one is to ka-jiao Cudas, cuz I know she'll chase after me to have it removed.

They are all unedited (except for resizing and the watermarks).

My favourite piece -

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Hiak hiak. She is so going to have my blood for this. But I digress.

So after the present opening session, we had a two-person BBQ at (where else?) Fresh Air Cove. We went for a last minute shopping earlier on and got a mini disposible BBQ set at $5, slicked pork/chicken/beef/ham and had fun.

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The food was yummy-ummy-ummy although we had trouble starting the fire with the puny piece of paper wax the box provided, and Lazy had to go borrow some firestarter from the family next to us.

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The year of Jacky Cheung world tour 07' which we watched in '08 courtesy of tickets from Lazy's boss -

You know in every concert attended, people tend to do this :

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Take pictures of the crowd and the people there. I mean, what's the excitement? It's just people. We already saw them at the Mayday concert. Anyway I'm also doing it, so don't feel bad. Hehe.

We got relatively good tickets, considering they're free, it wasn't as close as we were to MAYDAY!!! but the view was good. There was this dude in blue uniform in front of me the whole time, and his shifty eyes penetrating the entire row of audience where I was sitting. Or was it that he's watched the same concert for so many times that he's not interested anymore?

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Lazy eating his $6 hotdog..

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Proving that we were there..

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Another obligatory picture of the crowd..

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... and we're done.

Oh, and a picture of Jacky Cheung himself!

Are you ready?

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Oh he's there somewhere. Near where the arrow is pointing. I think.

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CNY at both my grandmama's houses -

As usual we spent reunion dinner night with my paternal side of the family, and Chu Yi (初一) with my maternal side of the family.

Every year it's the same image of us "lao-ing" the yu-sheng, so Imma skip those. However, we have something new this year!

Presenting Kermit the frog on reunion night:

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Why it is so important for us to have a Tan junior family photo this year?

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PREGGOS! Haha. Two of them.

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On the left with the oldest Tan junior is June, whom we should call Da-sao (big sister-in-law) because she married the eldest Tan junior, but we call Zhong-sao (middle sister-in-law) instead because the eldest Tan junior had a Zhong in his name.

We like to complicate things.

After having numerous photos taken with numerous parents camera phones, grandmama got waylaid on her way in to take something. Presenting the sweetest, most loving-in-her-special-way, most traditional and reliable and beautiful grandmama of the Tan clan -

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She used to dye her hair black in an attempt to stave off the "old", but she absolutely refused to dye it black anymore on account that it is too inconvenient for her, even after numerous requests and pleas to dye it black by (who else) the Tan juniors.

In this next photo, something strange is going to happen. Something is not right. Look closely.

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Need a hint?

There are three preggos in this photo.

*Sorry, inside joke of Tan juniors*

Anyways, the next day was spent at my maternal grandmama's house. Once again, she wow-ed us with the delicacies and food. It went along smoothly until some lady wearing a curtain and her family turned up and plopped down on one of the seats and started eating. Eurgh.

The most memorable thing?

Lizard eggs.

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In here.

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Remind me never to play mahjong at my grandmama's house again.
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I have been unhappy. For awhile now. Which explains the missing posts. Which is also not an excuse for the missing posts. I'm just lazy. Millions of photos to edit. But I don't want to. So all you're gonna get. Is some defragmentated crap of an excuse. Telling you why I don't post anymore.

I know this is awfully horrid of me, but I look at the starving kids in Ethiopia. The forced marriages of India. And then I don't feel so bad. Hehe.

Hello?

Is anybody still there, I wonder.

Wednesday, February 27, 2008

A bad case of Late-Night-Cannot-Sleep-Looking-For-Hilarious-Videos-To-Entertain-Myself-Til-The-Sun-Rises


This is hilarious. I almost peed myself laughing at Jimmy Kimmel's reply.

Sarah Silverman's message to Jimmy Kimmel.



And this is Jimmy Kimmel's hilarious reply.



OH MY FREAKING GAWD IT'S JOSH GROBAN!! And Robin Williams! And Cameron Diaz! And That nerd from the superbad!
Dramatic Tarsier


The very defination of a drama queen. Despite the title in the video, it's a tarsier, not a lemur.


Tuesday, February 26, 2008

You


You betrayed me. You betrayed my trust. Anyone else, it wouldn't have been so painful.

It was wrong of me to believe in you.

You.

Monday, February 18, 2008

We've been torn apart


.. and I don't understand. We were leading our perfect lives, or maybe it was too perfect and people got jealous.

Maybe they're so sick of their own bleak lives that they have to pry into someone else's life, and when they see an almost perfect one, they wedge themselves firmly right in the middle and drive them apart. Maybe they lead secretly sad lives and it infuriates them to see someone else having a better one, that they force others to conform to what they feel is conventional.

Maybe.

I still don't understand why we must be driven apart.

Friday, February 08, 2008

Yet another beautiful soul on the rainbow bridge


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"Birth and death contain between them the earthly experience that you perceive as happening within a given period of time, through various seasons, and involving unique perceptions within areas of space-encountered with other human beings, all to one extent or another sharing with you events caused by the intersection of the self and time and space.

In the entire fabric of Ah Meng’s existence, her life is a brilliant, eternally unique and precious portion, but only a portion, from which she emerged with joy and understanding of her great contributions to Singapore.

A death is just a night to her soul.She had lived before, and will again, and in her new life, in your terms, springs out of the old, and is growing in the old and contained within it as the seed is already contained within the flower."

- multidmid

Thursday, February 07, 2008

It's too late to apologize


.. it's too late....


We were living in deception, pretending the problems didn't exist. Or maybe I was the only one.

Monday, February 04, 2008

You don't know what I give up for a life like this


Where I'm spending most of my money nowadays.

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This is the only thing I could find to take pictures of. Because my rectifier was a second hand DIY one bought at 30 bucks, it obviously couldn't perform to its peak. So it kind of overcharged my NEW battery until it exploded, leaving my rpm meter staring pointedly at the big ZERO for at least 3 months. Without fixing the rpm meter problem, I already had to fork out a friggin' $480 to get my bike up and going.

While I was there, I saw Sub_Zero's poor bike.

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Aawww..

And elsewhere, I'm not a giao gwee (gambling addict) but it's all in the name of friendship and fun.

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I Just Like This Song




I heard he sang a lullaby
I heard he sang it from his heart
When I found out thought I would die
Because that lullaby was mine
I heard he sealed it with a kiss
He gently kissed her cherry lips
I found that so hard to believe
Because his kiss belonged to me

How could an angel break my heart
Why didn't he catch my falling star
I wish I didn't wish so hard
Maybe I wished our love apart
How could an angel break my heart

I heard here face was white as rain
Soft as a rose that blooms in May
He keeps her picture in a frame
And when he sleeps he calls her name
I wonder if she makes him smile
The way he used to smile at me
I hope she doesn't make him laugh
Because his laugh belongs to me

How could an angel break my heart
Why didn't he catch my falling star
I wish I didn't wish so hard
Maybe I wish our love apart
How could an angel break my heart

Oh my soul is dying, it's crying
I'm trying to understand
Please help me

How could an angel break my heart
Why didn't he catch my falling star
I wish I didn't wish so hard
Maybe I wished our love apart
How could an angel break my heart

Monday, January 28, 2008

Happy 21st Birthday To Me


Thanks guys for turning up at the chalet. And special thanks to my mahjong kakis who worked like coolies for me that day. Onn, Benny and PS, THANK YOU! Dinner on me before mahjong coming Friday!

I'm still waiting for the pictures from the other cameras, so am unable to upload anything. Have patience ya?

Thursday, January 24, 2008

You're a little late..





I thought I saw a man brought to life
He was warm, he came around and he was dignified
He showed me what it was to cry
Well you couldn't be that man I adored
You don't seem to know, don't seem to care what your heart is for
But I don't know him anymore
There's nothing where he used to lie
My conversation has run dry
That's whats going on, nothing's fine I'm torn

I'm all out of faith, this is how I feel
I'm cold and I am shamed lying naked on the floor
Illusion never changed into something real
I'm wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn
Youre a little late, I'm already torn

So I guess the fortune teller's right
Should have seen just what was there and not some holy light
To crawl beneath my veins and now
I don't care, I have no luck, I don't miss it all that much
There's just so many things that I can't touch, I'm torn

I'm all out of faith, this is how I feel
I'm cold and I am shamed lying naked on the floor
Illusion never changed into something real
I'm wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn
You're a little late, I'm already torn.
Torn.

There's nothing where he used to lie
My inspiration has run dry
That's what's going on, nothing's right I'm torn

I'm all out of faith, this is how I feel
I'm cold and I am shamed lying naked on the floor
Illusion never changed into something real
I'm wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn
I'm all out of faith, this is how I feel
I'm cold and I'm ashamed bound and broken on the floor
You're a little late, I'm already torn..
Torn..
Random memories



I'm turning 21 in 2 day's time. I will officially be an adult, not that I'm not already one. 21 years in this lifetime isn't long, but I managed to squeeze a million memories into these 21 years. Theyre kind of random, just images popping up in my head, and varies from age to age, but they're all a part of me.


The List.

- Playing hide and seek at ah ma's house with my cousin with ah ma helping me by locking me into the store room.

- Ah Yang korkor throwing me over his shoulders and running around the house, both of us giggling like mad.

- Walking along the nursery at Yishun block 850 at aged 3, thinking how lucky it is to be 3 years old and that I'm going to be 3 years old only once in a lifetime and I should enjoy it. Believe me, I shocked my older self when I thought back.

- Holding Kalai's hands and spinning madly around during our primary school's post-PSLE celebrations in the hall.

- The smell of Far East Square in the morning.

- Crying in the storeroom of the restaurant I worked at,Kampong Kitchen, at age 17, after I accidently spilled hot tea all over a customer.

- Ah Yang korkor's magic fingers. He had long slender fingers, as opposed to his portly stature (post-army) and they were stretchable into twisted angles. I've always admired his fingers and for some reason, mine are stretchable like his. He loved to play with his fingers and show how stretchy they were, and I could remember.. staring at them when I was just a small little girl at the coffeeshop eating lunch with him and Leeling jiejie.. staring at them when he pillon-ed me out for a drink when I was 17.. staring at them when they were loading his body into the coffin.. and I can still picture them in my mind. Magicky fingers are in heaven now.

- I remember my first love's name. His name was Squarren. I was 12. He was 13. It was a long and complicated affair which ended too soon with the interference of teachers and parents.

- Playing with water at home with Jack, Amos and my sister. With full disregard for the furniture, we flung water at each other and made a total mess, which was later cleaned up before mom came home.

- Drawing on the walls at our old house at 800+ when both me and my sister were young girls. No spot was left un-drawn. There was even a kiss mark when we played with mummy's lipstick and I kissed the wall, and then drew a face around it.

- Mummy sits me on top of the washing machine to feed me cough medicine. When I grew older and heavier, I couldn't understand why I couldn't sit on the washing machine anymore. One day the cover on top broke into two and I was very, very sad.

- A picture in nursery at 850 that the teacher showed us; A boy about to eat an apple and shaking a pepper bottle on top of it. So.. putting pepper on apples are nice?

- Preschool at Ang Mo Kio: We were forced to sleep for awhile everyday. And if we didn't, we'd get a scolding. And the teacher would sleep with her favourite student. I remember crying like mad once because it was my birthday and I didn't want to go to the nursery.

- I changed my chinese name to "Jackal" for awhile when I was 14. The chinese teacher freaked out when she found out my real name after one whole year.

- I remember when Bob Saget still hosted the America's Funniest Home Videos segment. Which came right after Tom&Jerry's, and right before the Wheel of Fortune. That was after school when I was in lower primary.

- Some kids spoilt the curtains at kindergarden, and the entire class was punished. One kid even cried and grabbed the teacher's legs.

- Sitting on the lap of a friend at SSC when I worked there as a barmaid, and got caught by my manager. Not only did she not mind, the whole world then thought that we were a couple.

- Ice-skating with Darryl, losing contact with him, then going shopping with him later on at Far East plaza after we found each other again.

- BBQ session with the Hurricanes. We learnt the phrase "Ham-Cheese" there.

- Daidee at 346. It's a basketball court, and there was a period of time when everybody got addicted to daidee, and stopped playing basketball just to play daidee.

- The smell of K, and the look in his eyes. Loved, hated, lost, hated, regretted, remorse, loved, hated somemore. It's complicated. It's ongoing. It's gone. He's gone.

- Throwing a half-eaten burger down the rubbish chute after watching a documentary on the emiciated people in Ethiopia, who were living on rubbish and leftovers. I was still hungry, but decided that they needed the burger more than I did.

- Drawing parrots and trees on the wooden construction board at mummy's old canteen.

- Playing daidee with my cousins at ah Yang korkor's funeral. Winner stays dry, first loser drinks one whole packet of water and the 2 other losers drink 2 whole packets each. Zhizhong korkor kept throwing up water. It was funny as hell and we laughed like mad.


- Hokkien songs in daddy's car. He used to have a few cassettes and we'd listen to them over and over and over again.

- Falling down the flight of stairs at my primary school porch during recess time when I was in primay 1. A primary 5 malay prefect girl came along, pick me up and dusted me off and fussed over me, telling me I was such a good girl for not crying. What, I was supposed to cry?

- Punggol camp in secondary school. Sleeping on Dev's lap on the first night because the tents were full of mosquitoes and everybody shifted to the log area and there wasn't enough space for all of us.

- Some guy (I forgot who) sang to me from my carpark at 2am in the morning. 2am.. and the rain is falling....

- Pushing the gearshift lever of Daddy's car at the lentor intersection, causing the car to jump forwards. Got slapped for that.

- Nightmares. When I was young, I'd alway dream of someone close to me, or myself dying. I still remember some of the more horrible ones.

- Watching some of the places of childhood go one by one as we grew up. The school building. The fast food restaurant. The playground.

- Hugging mummy in the dark and crying after our electricity got cut for the umpteenth time and we had no money to pay for it. I had to go borrow some from my friend, WY, and cried in front of him when I did so.

- Almost drowning in Batam when ah Yang korkor dunked me into the swimming pool because he thought it was funny.

Memories. Not all of them are here, but it comes back bit by bit at a time. Where are your memories?