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stupid acts of the week

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time to list down my stupid acts of the week:

act #1: i was upset over something recently. in an attempt to cheer me up, guy drew smiley face on my shoes. i named them exp-hk-shoes-no-brand-but-cost-SGD$70. yeap, my guy drew on it & i burst out laughing. walking around with two smiley face on my feet.

act #2: i know i shldnt whine abt this. cant tolerate it when other women whine abt this but yeap, i am fat. everyone say so! rainin, cant jog. i did the next best thing, walked twelve fleets of stairs, i ended off the evening with laska + one slice of pizza + beancurd + two nuggets.

act #3: my msg to guy, one of the morning & it goes something like ‘i changed clothes three times, i dreamt of cockroaches and i am late’

and it only wed. i have 4 days to go.. two more:

act #4: creativity at work 3. picture book. how could one draw out the things she went through with another man?! places, food, tots..

act #5: upset with a frd. left office. reached interchange. ugh ! where my wallet. my ez-link in my wallet. walk back to office.

2 days to go.

act #6: this isn’t stupid. it shld fall under determination. 3 jogs a week, 2km, 2.4km & 2.6km. be jogging for 2 weeks, decided that whining with words doesn’t help, next best thing is do something abt it. my target is 10 rounds, 4km, 41kg. (opps, i dunno wat my current weight) wondered shld i set target or just do plain simple jogging, target. it gave one a sense of achievement & allow me to go further. (PS – actually i look better with my current weight, 41kg is underweight. well, it’s a woman thing)

act #7: i grab jie’s hand. “jie, lets go sing bdae song to kor” we waited for him to step out of the bathroom. both of us clapping & jumpin happily sang happy bdae kor !

that it. hope you have a nice weekend !

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whatsup 2?

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train. minding my own business. yeap i’m still reading the pact. the-pact

chinese guy beside me. middle age, gray hair, polo tee, playing tetris. the one word that flashed into my mind : dirty. let nicknamed him sleepy head.

read my book & notice sleepy head dozing off. suddenly, there’s a head near me. ugh. whatsup? why me?! tried very hard to ignore but i cant. sleepy head’s head (woah) is getting way too close to me.  sigh. close my book. wondered what to do next.

i did something i never tot of doing ! instead of my usual style of enduring, i tap his shoulder. sleepy head woke up, adjust his position & fall right back to slp. whatsup ! and yeap, his head came over my side again. in total, i tapped him three times before i reach redhill. the two guys standing in front of me must be pretty entertained by me.

so, lets sum up (again) – guys, don’t do that on train, esp if there’s a girl sittin beside you. something known as personal space. if you really had to slp, slp properly. kinda hard to achieve that on the train.. well. i dunno. figure it out. 1aafd5234f7148e21

i just declared this – i have a whine buddy, he is 1.75m & he makes me laugh. poor guy.

realised i dislike interruption on the train, coz it means – i met someone nasty. tot abt this & i concluded, i only like to have guy interrupt my reading ! mushy?!

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horses wear socks

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haha.
you are not gotta believe this – turf club ! this is in our ‘list-of-places-to explore’ ask me & maybe i will tell u where else. keke


sittin there & trying to make sense of the race, turn to my left. wow, lotsa ppl. turn to my right, lotsa lotsa ppl. mostly aunties / uncles. most of them holding papers / some horse-racing book. we had our turf club manual. I think the ratio of man to women is 20:1. And remember to bring your own pen to turf club, i got mine for $1, a lousy pen that even the seller tell me if the pen fails, look for him again… @_@

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we placed our bets. not bad, gotta back the entrance fee ($7 each, air-con) & carpark fee ($5) last bet was mine to decide. simple – odd or even. i choose odd. haha horse #1 decided it had enough of racing, threw tantrum & gotta pull out of the race. there goes my hope :p funny. Yes it is damn funny, i ask girl and she choose ‘odd’ by random. I analyse the probably, only horse no. 1 have better chance in winning among the odd numbers. But looking at the payout rate, its still worth to bet on. Then when the race is abt to start, horse no. 1 refuse to go into the gate, jump frantically, panic and unstable… Thus the judge deem horse unfit and disqualified it. There goes our $ and we laughed…

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what an experience. hearing the shouts / drowning in the excitement / chair-less foodcourt – u stand & eat, apparently ppl go there for horses & not food / looked at the jockeys / the band – highlight for me / the monies / the litter (lotsa litter – guy nearly went crazy ! (he is so me, i don’t litter too, if i had trash & there no bin, in it go, my bag) and the insane crowd. Ya, dun go turf club for ching ting, it sucks… Turf club is the only legal place in singapore that u can throw all the litter u want!

joke with guy abt winning his japan trip at turf club. thats how ppl go bankrupt! good comeback. thats my boy.
eeeeeehh – haaaa !

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oh yeap. this entry marks our 100th blog ! *clap clap

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ask & you shall receive.

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went supermarketing with guy recently. ‘guy i need your help, can u help me take the instant noodles? i cant reach’ (fyi – i’m only 1.52cm)

he followed me to the shelf & saw a staff stacking the instant noodles. he open his mouth & ask ‘can i have one?’ the staff happily passed him one pack.

hmm. why didn’t i tot of asking the staff? i saw the staff stacking but too shy to ask, went to look for guy instead.

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Example 2:

went tamp mall today, hokkaido fair with xia.

cashier counter. lady in front of us brought some stuff for $900 !!

xia & i start whispering. haha so kapo !

our turn to make payment.

‘sorry, can i ask what did the lady purchase? $900?’

‘horse oil for face’

‘oh, we just wondered.’ xia gifted the lady a lovely smile.

mystery solved.

hmm. i never tot of asking. kinda intrude privacy. but xia just asked innocently. i like that abt her. i don’t & i wont. come to think of it – why not?

sorry. pardon me. horse oil? okie, i’m a frog in the well. horse oil for face? It sound wrong aldy. somebody pls explain.

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we’re under quarantine

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no. calm. we are okie.

just a preventive measure against h1n1.

for his niece.

just got back from hk & amazing both of us tot of not meeting for the time being in case i’m affected. he raised up this issue & i readily agreed. (i tot abt it too ! i noe, babies are fagile & i don’t bear to be the one who make baby sick)

its tough. i wanted to see him, of coz ! but yeap, 50/50. if not seeing him for a few days is enough to keep baby safe, i take this choice anyday.

arent you amazed at my determination/ understanding & totfulness? It my hidden talents, i try not to brag too often ! ;D

wait. this is ultra funny.

let me finish giggling.

i’m going tamp with xia and it killing me. i cant go find my boy ! but yeap, persist ..

guy called. he met his frd last nite & his frd told him ‘don’t share mcd drink with me’ reason: his frd’s cousin just got back from US & a fever.

guy reacted “do u noe i havent meet my gf for days ! ur cousin having a fever & he stayin with u but u meet me!”

wahaha

i’m sorry guy for the continous laughter.

guy, my dear. i told u – not eveyrone will undersatnd. i happen to be the odd one out. count ur blessing. hehe

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.. right foot ..

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extract from email:

this is hysterical. you have to try this. it is absolutely true. i
guess there are some things that the brain cannot handle.

HOW SMART IS YOUR RIGHT FOOT?
Try it.

you have to try this please, it takes 2 seconds. i could not believe
this!!!  It is from an orthopedic surgeon………… This will boggle your mind and you will keep you trying over and over again to
see if you can outsmart your foot, but, you can’t.  It’s pre-programmed in your brain!

1. without anyone watching you (they will think you are GOOFY…….)
and while sitting at your desk in front of your computer, lift your
right foot off the floor and make clockwise circles.

2. now, while doing this, draw the number ‘6’ in the air with your
right hand. Your foot will change direction.

i told you so!!! And there’s nothing you can do about it! You and I
both know how stupid it is, but before the day is done you are going to try it again, if you’ve not already done so.

send it to your friends to frustrate them too.

i just did – decided to post it online ! haha i had a good laugh. i look/ felt so silly trying this.

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… with peace & love

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confession time !

i know my kor will murder me when he saw this entry. *help!

bike.

one of my dreams. ‘fought’ with guy over this.

yeap, my guy is protective.

we talked in circles abt it before finally agreed on– i’m allowed to learn, with him but not allowed to own a bike.

took me awhile to agreed, touched by his concern. yeap, glad that we managed to comprise with…..peace & love. i get to do what i want & he comfortable with the idea. norm1

robots, tkd, bike. i’m not the norm. oh. my guy discovered recently tat i dont even like diamonds ! okie, i’m not the norm, gotta repeat.

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our cookbook (girl & guy)

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not an original idea, steal this idea from a mag and decided to do one of our own – our cookbook (girl & guy)

bascially a book for both of us to jot down our own receipts, ideas, tips, notes, review of our cooking.

me, of coz, voluteer to do all the updating, in fact. i gotta the party started with some simple receipts et cetera et cetera

lets get hungry.

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whatsup?

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train. minding my own business. okie, i was reading my book. btw, nice book – the pact

indian guy beside me. those younger, modern, bespectaled, good-looking kind.

every 30 seconds or so. he, let nickname him, shall we. mm, lets nickname him itchy hands. haha !

every 30 seconds or so, itchy hands will reach into his pocket, took out his ipod, look at it & put it back into his pocket. it okie execpt every 30 seconds, his elbow will brush against my elbow or my sides. after the 17 times, it sorta irraited the hell out of me, tried very hard to continue with my book, but i was mentally preparing for the next elbow.

finally. i gave him the evil eye. itchy hands doesnt get it. he tot tat i am admiring his good look.

oh, pls. roll eyes.

yeap. redhill. happily jump out of my seat. of coz, i reward him with another evil eye before alighting the train.

so, lets sum up – guys, don’t do that on train, esp if there’s a girl sittin beside you. something known as personal space.

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new-found strength

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sixtyminutes.ninemsn.com.au/article.aspx?id=259417

reader digest july 2009

read her story & i knew i’m gotta blog abt her.

i’m pretty much a down to earth person, often describe as simple-minded. i’m not a materialist person & as i aged, i found myself getting impatient with ppl who goes after the nonsense things in life. no offence to anyone here. everyone is free to define what is impt in their life. you have ur needs & i have my wants kinda tink.

perhaps this is the reasons why i love reader digest. exp little magazine packed with plenty of humor & inspiring stories of amazing ppl. everyone, or rather me, need the inspiring stories once awhile to remember the human spirit.

often told my guy that i think everyone wants to be captain planet, who wants to be the bad person?

what my point here?

just. sometimes we are so busy chasing after some things in life that we forgot to stop & appreciate what we aldy have. come to think of it, maybe this is what guy mentioned in the earlier entry – That’s the problem with human, always never feel satisfied, always in a race against urself.

let me end off with – nothing. its your life.

note:
yes. i am aware this entry is sorta out of the blue & different from the usual things i blogged abt. guess, i’m tired, had a few encounter with materialist ppl recently. yeap, that explain the above entry.