sex tonight?

i have often recieve mails from all sorts of people including tricia, crystal, etc asking me "do you wanna have sex tonight?", "do you wanna have fun?" and so on...

damned the spammers! been told that when one visits porn sites, there would be a high probability of getting spammed by them. then again, these cannot be from all the sites i frequent, considering these are straight porn spam mails (i assume)... well, unless these are trannies names... hmmm, but i have certainly not been frequenting trannies sites too! not my cup of t's... come to think of it, if i get similar mails from "men in goggles", i might just click and check out the mail!

hahaha!

:-)

high expenses

it is very expensive to look after the elderly. was so when my dad and mum stayed with me previously. and is the same now that my mum has moved in again after 3 years! it has been 3 plus weeks since she moved in to my place and the bills are mounting pretty fast. the frequent medical bills, the food, the washing, the diapers, the daily needs, etc...

but no, i am not complaining. i am merely reflecting. i have to look after and provide for my mum. that is my responsibility. even if i have to miss my meals to feed her, i will happily do so. afterall, she had gone through lots of hardship just to bring me up. what more can i do now that she is reliant on me to provide for all her basic needs now.

as long as she is comfortable and happy.

:-)

lunches with bosses

it was weird cos of late, 2 of my big bosses asked me out for lunch. one was last week, where one of them asked me out. and the other one was today. got a call late morning from the secretary asking me to pick him up for lunch.

weird.

and what's weirder was that although a significant part of the conversations with both big bosses were different (cos they both have different thoughts about the issues), both also asked similar questions - how are you coping? do you feel overworked? should you be reporting to your current boss or should you report direct to another boss? etc... well, ok, not in these exact words, but the angle was something like that. of cos it was clear to me that both lunches were to elicit information out of me about my outfit and for them to better understand how i am coping. i answered as asked. no point hiding anything. it was not often that i get to lunch with them. and even more rare for me to give them unadulterated feedback about things in the company. so i took the opportunities to tell them about the issues, the challenges, the gaps, the shortcomings, etc. of cos, i did it with tact and focused on the issues rather than finger point any specific persons.

and i did more. i went on to tell one of them that i felt underpaid and overwhelmed at times. not a statement of complain, rather, it was a statement of fact and reflection, i said. i thought my big boss was kinda caught offguard with my off the cuff input. i had to calibrate the input so that i do not sound like i was finding the opportunity to negotiate higher pay (although i was... indirectly). he went on to ask about my pay and i thought he was kinda surprised at the amount i am currently being paid. (peanuts, i thought)

well, overall, i thought the lunches went ok. got a lot of inputs, planted a lot of feedback. things are clearer to me after these lunches. and hopefully, the big bosses can better understand the challenges i face on the ground...

:-)

yam cake

the following is the recipe for making chinese yam cake (also known as orh kueh in hokkien). managed to get this recipe from my sis. the details are purely estimates and you can vary according to your own taste... the following amount would yield about 2 trays of yam cake.

ingredients
yam - about the size of your fist
2 big onions or a handful of shallots
8 – 10 mushrooms
belly meat, or minced lean meat (amount as desired)
2 tbsp of dried prawns
450gm of rice flour
1500 cc of either water or stock (as desired)

preparations
dice the yam into small cubes
coarsely chop the onions/ shallots
soak the mushrooms in water and cut them into strips
keep the water used for soaking for the mixture, adds to the fragrance
for the meat, you may choose to take away the fat or you can also use minced meat, amount as desired
soak the dried prawns and lightly crushed it (as in the mushroom, you can consider using the water used to soak the prawns for the mixture)
mix the rice flour to the stock (proportion is 300gm to 1000 cc)

seasoning
light sauce - to taste
oyster sauce - to taste
pepper
dash of sugar
salt
msg (as desired)
a dash of 5 spice powder

cooking
stir fry meat till fragrant and the oil comes out. scoop aside. stir fry dried prawns till fragrant then add in the diced onions. stir fry onions till fragrant (transparent, glassy look). add in the meat, mushrooms and the yam. mix thoroughly as in cooking yam rice (exactly). once done, flavour with light sauce, oyster sauces, pepper, dash of sugar, salt and msg as desired. sprinkle a tiny dash of 5 spice powder (too much too strong, not nice). stir fry and mix thoroughly and scoop aside. mix the 450gm of rice and 1500 cc of liquid in the wok and warm over not too strong fire. pour in the yam mix into the rice flour solution. taste and flavour further if necessary. stir over medium fire, scrapping the base regularly to prevent the base from getting burnt. the mixture will slowly become paste like. keep stirring and scrapping the base and do until the whole mixture becomes paste like as in cooking banana hoon kuey (will be easier if use an anti stick wok). transfer paste to a flat tin and steam for about 45mins to 60 mins. once done, leave to cool. do not cut until cool as the mixture would still be watery when hot.

once cooled, cut and serve with chilli sauce/ sambal/ or sweet sauce according to liking. garnish with cut chilli, shallots and a dash of onion oil.

enjoy!

extravagant afterlife

went to the columbarium to commemorate dad's 3rd anniversary today. and after that, we decided to drop by the nirvana columbarium place. there had been quite a bit of publicity previously and we thought we should take a peek.

we were certainly awed the moment we stepped in. fully air-conditioned, lots of crystals, chandeliers, electronically tagged niches located within rooms called "suites", golden buddha figurines in every suite, sofa areas for people to rest, piped music/ sutras, etc. it was really a very high-end resting place for the dead. it felt really really hotel-like. and there were a lot of sales personnel trying to sell niche to people! i half suspect there were more sales personnel than visitors! as we walked from suite to suite, we were constantly greeted by golden buddha figurines, sculptures of boddisatvas, paintings, etc. very extravagant! and of cos, what was key in our heads were - how very expensive the niches must have cost! and true enough, i overheard a sales staff tell a group as they walked pass us that the niche in a particular suite cost about s$10,000... and that niche was not even located in a high end suite!

frankly, after seeing all the niceties, we walked out feeling rather disturbed. having just visited my dad's niche in a government-run columbarium, the contrast was super great! personally, i felt that the government-run columbarium was a lot more simpler and peaceful, and certainly a lot more respectful and dignified, for the dead, that is. with so many sales staff touting their niches, it certainly felt like a market. and the result was that the place, supposedly built for the dead to rest, ended up feeling superbly commercialized.

to me, there is no need for any opulence when it comes to the dead. when we are alive, many try to outdo each other by showing off their wealth, but when we are dead, we are all the same - a pile of bones. what need do we have for anything showy other than a quiet niche to rest? frankly, i cannot appreciate the need for the dead/ ashes and all to be placed in air-con niches with the environment all stacked with crystals and chandeliers etc. if it is to show filial piety, why do it for the dead, we should do it when they were alive. and if by having expensive niches, one will get the blessings of the buddhas and boddhisatvas for future generations, are we then saying that buddhas and boddhisatvas are mecenarious and will not bless people who cannot afford expensive niches? harlow! it was so clear to me that these are to feed the greed of many (especially the businessmen behind this columbarium), the greed for money, the greed to get blessings (by the many ignorant people who purchase the niches!), etc... blessed are those whose hearts are pure, who are compassionate, who spreads the truth... not those who keeps their dead in expensive niches! also, for many moments when i was there, it felt like people were simply trying to show off when they purchase a niche there... well, then again it might be unfair of me to make that comment/ have that thought.

still...

3rd anniversary

by lunar calender, today is the 3rd anniversary of my dad's demise. by solar calender, it would be tomorrow. then again, it has become a routine for us to commemorate his passing on national day regardless of whether it coincides with the lunar or the solar calender. we reckoned it is not so much the exact day that matters but rather, the fact that we remembers...

previous 2 years, my mum, my bro's family and i would commemorate the anniversary by visiting the columbarium to pay our respects. but this year, it was different. my mum, bee and i went in the morning, whereas my bro and his family went in the afternoon. and it was funny cos for the past weeks, my mum had insisted on not going to the columbarium (for all sorts of reasons). even as late as yesterday, she had told me she didn't want to pay her respects. and she also reminded me not to drink any water or eat any food that my bro's family prepares as she strongly believed they would cast some sort of spell on the food... then this morning, she told me she wanted to pay her respects and asked me to bring her there after breakfast... and that was what bee and i did.

bee and i made the day into an excursion for mum. we went for breakfast at jurong west, went to shop for the joss papers and stuff, dropped by a tua pek gong temple to pray, went to the columbarium to pay respects to my dad (and at the same time, pay respects to my paternal grandparents), visited the nirvana columbarium place to take a look, brought her shopping at jurong point, and then to buy some nonya kuih before heading home.

:-)

well, it was a long and tiring day. we spoke a lot of the past, about mum's younger days, about dad, etc... and that was how we commemorated dad's 3rd anniversary.

ndp & i

bee asked me why i have once again posted old (and repeated) news in my blog. he was referring to my ndp postings. other than 2006 and 2010, i have annually posted abt the same thing every year (2005, 2007, 2008, 2009, and 2011).

i thought about his question. and i concluded that indeed what happened that year was something i could not let go. i mean, much as i would like to, it would be an almost impossible thing for me to forget how a country and an organization bore its weight on me simply becos of my sexuality.

damned! just thinking about it makes my inner temperature rise a bit! and for the record, as per previous years, i will not recite the national pledge this year too.

ok, shall stop here.

ndp 2011

somehow i don't feel anything this national day. in fact, this has been so since the last few national days. yes, it is a day to celebrate, to reflect on our independence, on our future, etc. but for me, depite the slight sense of sentimental excitement, it would be just another day.

national days do not excite me anymore these days. not like the way it did when i was a lot younger. a lot more naive. that was when i believe that as long as i am loyal to my organisation and patriotic to my country, i would get the same reciprocal recognition, acceptance and acknowledgement. nope, it doesn't work this way in this country of mine. and it became clear to me on that fateful day in may 2005 when the organisation and the country stopped recognising my contributions and bore its weight on me and punished me... becos of my sexuality.

living ones' dream

for my mum, living ones' dreams meant a whole different meaning altogether.

given her anxiety, she has been dreaming almost nightly about her late father (my grandfather) coming to her and giving her advice. and she would tell me about her dreams almost daily. and invariably, they would revolve around my graddad telling her to avoid my sister-in-law, the maid and my brother. also, my late grandfather would tell her to only stay with me, go out with me wherever i go (apart from work), and to rely on no one but me. also, all the past characters in her life would somehow appear and tell her about how, amongst all her children, i would be the only one that would provide her with good life and look after her in her old age.

all her dreams are variants of this and well, you can imagine how convinced she would be in the daytime. i always make it a point to speak good of my brother and my sisters. but somehow she would time and again, tell me not to be so "naive" and believe they are good cos her late father (my grandfather) had told her otherwise. and when i asked how my grandfather would know my sister-in-law as he had been dead since 1985, my mum would look at me and say "why not? he is dead. and the dead would know everything!"...

hmmm... how to respond to such an answer? hmmm... i simply change the topic. no point trying to tell her it is wrong. at best, she would take it. at worst, she would get even more confused and anxious. so, just let it be. easier to just accept this as her point of view, change the topic, and move on.

:-)

bbq

if you cannot go out with friends, you bring your friends to your house.

well, that was what we did over the weekend. as it was difficult for me to head out with friends for my weekends, i decided i should organize a bbq gathering for my friends to come to my place over the weekend instead.

it was interesting cos unlike previous bbqs, this one was a little more stressful. for a start, this bbq was a super small one. all-in-all, we had only 5 adults (including bee and i) and 2 kids. and so, the food preparation was kinda a lot less although it was no less hard work! secondly, due to my mum's incontinence, i had to make extra special efforts to give the whole house a good cleaning before my friends arrive. i had to make sure the stench of urine is minimzed. not too sure if i was successful in this but i guessed even if they did smell anything weird, they would have been a lot more forgiving. after all, it is not easy looking after an elderly.

it was a good and simple bbq, no less fun too although it would have been greater if more could attend. hmmm, perhaps next time!

:-)

lasik

to do or not to so? that is the question... i brought my mum for her eye check-up yesterday and i was curious enough to check out the lasik clinic. the customer ambassador was quick to talk to me and fill me in with all the answers i need to know. apparently, i am able to get the lasik done within 2-3 weeks from the day i register. very efficient. unlike previously where one had to wait for 3-4 months.

issue here is - at my age where my presbyopia is starting, if i decide to do my lasik to correct my myopia, it is almost certain my presbyopia will worsen straight away. so... hmmm... so i am now wondering, if i do not do, i can read with minimal problems but needs glasses to see far. if i proceed, i can see far but i will definitely need glasses to read. case of devil and deep blue sea.

so, it now begs the question - to do or not to do?

gotta think hard. and a side question now (given the high efficiency) is, when should i register if i decide to do.

heh heh...

inconsiderate family

parked my car at tampines mall basement 3 earlier on and decided to take the lift together to level 1.  a colleague was with me as i had given him a lift and i was supposed to meet bee there for dinner. the lift was fully packed with people and had little standing space left after we got in.

at basement 2, a couple and their baby stepped in. the door refused to close cos it was overloaded. the couple and the baby stepped off. the lift door closed and it went up.

at basement 1, the lift door opened, a family of 3 stepped in and stood just by the edge of the lift door. this family comprised a makcik, a pakcik (malay words for "middle aged malay woman" and "middle aged malay man" respectively) and their adult child (cannot recall if it was a son or a daughter). again, the lift door refused to close. people outside the lift noted it was overloaded and voiced out loud that it was so. this particular family just stood there and refused to move. the people outside continued to shout out loud that it was overloaded. again, this family just stood there, acted blur (local slang for "pretending ignorance") and looked left and right. sensing there was no way this family was going to step out, my colleague decided to alight and he stepped out. well, all of us had guessed, the lift continued not to move as it was still overloaded. by that time, the people inside the lift started getting agitated and half shouted to the family "hey, the lift is still overloaded". again, the family acted blur, pakcik looked onto the floor, makcik continued to act blur and looked left and right again. the child started squeezing into the lift in an attempt to get deeper into the lift. everyone got really agitated. i decided i should step out.

after i did so, the lift door closed.

my colleague and i looked at each other and we shook our head. we continued our way. i was sure that for that moment, all the occupants in the lift were so f-ing pissed off with this family. such an inconsiderate lot of people... worst still, can still act blur, and look left and right!

hmmmph!

photo from: http://www.keithnewsteadautomata.com/node/182

aimless weekend thoughts

a lot of things went through my mind this weekend. on one hand, i have a workshop to scope and my top management has asked me to sent them my slides (which i have not even prepared). and admittedly, this is stressing me to the point where i have started to dream of the topic. the thing is, i have not even started anything on it. but on the other hand, i have just finished a stressful workshop and am in no state to start anything mental cos i feel totally burned out.

weekends are supposed to allow us to rest and to catch up with our loved ones. but apart from a short 2-hour period on saturday, bee was busy with his work/ friends and i have the whole weekend to myself, and my mum. i brought her around to do her needful tasks (pack her stuff, collect her medications, etc), go to the temple, etc. but well, there is only so much one can achieve spending time with one's mum right? by the end of the day after mum retired to bed, i felt somewhat bored. so... yup, lotsa mixed emotions through the day and different issues in my head. stressed, bored, busy, tired, lonely, etc...

so here i am, aimlessly lost in my own thoughts on a sunday afternoon and blogging. by the way, when you feel stressed by some issue/s, how do you respond to it? for me, i do it the following way...

• address the issue (be it work, money, etc)
• go into myself (think about it)
• avoid/ escape from it, do something that would rid my mind off it/ make me relax (masturbate, watch porn, go for walks, watch movies, kaypoh about/ stalk people in facebook, suntan, laze by the pool, people watch, go for a good meal, etc)

and what do you do when you are bored? for me, i do the following...

• update my blog (like i am doing now)
• play with sapphie (i try to cos i only have weekends to do so)
• read a book (oh, this is so seldom these days)
• watch a show (porn, movie, youtube, etc)
• do housework (you will be amazed how a bit here and a bit there can kill a whole day!)
• do work (lowest priority but yes, i do it when i need to)
• suntan/ laze by the pool (whenever i can but certainly not on weekends as far as possible. i don't like the gay crowd [surprised?])
• etc

and of cos, not to miss out, what do you do on your weekends? for me...

• look after my mum
• together with bee, bring mum out for meals
• go for a good meal
• housework
• housework
• housework
• housework
• housework
• and whenever i can, like for example, after putting mum to bed, to head out to do a bit of shopping and perhaps even for a foot massage...

and finally when i am done with all i need to do on a weekend, i take my rest and then when i am rested and i get bored...

:-)

burned out?

have you ever felt so exhausted after completing a major activity, one that you have put in so much effort and planned over a long period, that you literally fall flat and simply want to blank off for a long while?

yup, that is how i am feeling now. the workshop that i had planned over the last couple of months have finally ended. and i feel totally exhausted now. but alas, much as i wished i could really fall flat and not do anything, i am now tasked to scope and facilitate another major workshop in 3 weeks time. and this time round, it is not my workshop but that of my top management. haiz... and to make things worst, there are some discontent and bickering occurring at my workplace that requires my personal attention. hmmph! push on push on... perhaps, rather than taking a long break (which i think is quite difficult under current situation), i shall consider taking short half-day, or even quarter-day type of breaks to simply blank off at the pool or something along that line...

and i supposed i could also make full use of my weekends to do some work since weekends these days are spend looking after mum fulltime. spreading out some of my weekday load to my weekends might just make my weekdays more relaxing and allow me the time to blank off when i need it during work. and yes, rather than lamenting the fact that i now have less time to meet friends, i think it is time to also think about hosting people at my place... time to organize bbqs!

let's see how things go...

no, no, not good enough, it should be - "am sure things will be great!"

positive thinking!

picture from: http://slice2010.blogspot.com/

senior citizens

a friend sent me this email one stressful morning and it really helped. i had a good laugh and all my stress was forgotten for that moment.

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a little silver-haired lady calls her neighbour and says, "please come over here and help me. i have a killer jigsaw puzzle, and I can't figure out how to get started."

her neighbour asks, "what is it supposed to be when it's finished?" the little silver haired lady says, "according to the picture on the box, it's a rooster." her neighbour decides to go over and help with the puzzle.

she lets him in and shows him where she has the puzzle spread all over the table. he studies the pieces for a moment, then looks at the box, then turns to her and says, "first of all, no matter what we do, we're not going to be able to assemble these pieces into anything resembling a rooster."

he takes her hand and says, "secondly, i want you to relax. let's have a nice cup of tea, and then," he said with a deep deep sigh............

scroll down !!!!!!!!!!

"let's put all the corn flakes back in the box."

stupid woman

i saw this update from a friend's facebook status:

"a friend just seen a poker card fortune teller, said she was born with bad bazi, very ying and have five unlucky star following her; to clear each star, she needs to pay him $100 per star and... how should i comfort her ah? aiyoyo she very ok le with nice husband and three kids"

first thing that came to mind was - wtf! what a stupid woman! how can anyone ever believe in streetside fortune tellers? doesn't people know that these are con artists and are out to make money by creating fear? darned! and worst still, the reasons of the "5-stars" are really darn stupid!... thinking about it, i added a comment, i wrote:

"she needs one unlucky crescent moon to make it a perfect unlucky singaporean! never believe streetside poker card fortune reader!"

almost wanted to write "stupid woman" at the end but decided i should just end there... give her the benefit of doubt, when a person is desperate enough, one will do stupid things, and i think she might perhaps be in a desperate situation.

hmmph!

fall again

2nd fall in 2 days. yup, mum fell again today. and it happened like this...

i went to pick her up after work from my sis's place. and i wheeled her down to my car. at my car (driver side), mum said she could walk to the passenger side door and did so. when she reached and opened the door, it swung outwards towards her and becos she stood too close to it, she fell backwards! seeing her loose her balance, i rushed her and tried to grab her. by the time i reached her, she had landed on her bums. i was lucky to be able to grab her armpits before she fell totally backwards and hit her head!

whew!

thank goodness it was a light fall and i grabbed her in time.

55555

an interesting milestone for my blog again...

well, bee always teases me that the counter number is not fully reflective of actual visitors cos many a times, it was due to my own logins and refreshes. well, i must admit he is right. then again, whatever it is, 55555 is still a beautiful number and a milestone right?

haha!

fall

left home for work this morning. before i knew it, there was a heavy downpour. i called home. mum picked up the call, and then the line cut. and i couldn't get back anymore. the line kept playing "the m1 customer you are calling are not available..." i got worried and i tried calling my second sis. no answer. i called my mum, the recorded voice came on again. after trying countless times, i gave up. i smsed my sis to check on my mum as early as possible. thank goodness she got back very quickly.

apparently, when it started pouring, the winds was so strong, the rain splashed into the house as the balcony door was open. and mum tried to get the mop from the kitchen to mop the floor. but in the process of getting the mop, she slipped and fell... by the time my sis got to her, she had picked herself up. and my sis made her rest on the sofa while she cleaned up the rainwater.

i am just glad nothing major happened to mum. thank goodness she fell in the kitchen and not anywhere else cos the floor rug would have cushioned her fall. lesson learned - i better not leave the balcony door opened. and i should arrange for sis to pick mum up as early as possible.

frankly, on one hand, i felt sad for the fact that mum, being so old and is reliant on walking frames and wheelchair to move about, had to be asked to move from my place to sis' place daily. with such issues, she should be resting properly at home and any movements should be minimized. then again, on the other hand, i thought it was actually a good thing to make her move around cos apart from giving her the exercise she needed, such travelling would help to keep her mind active. and this would certainly strengthen her mental capacities. have asked her many a times and she insisted she is ok and felt happy to be moving about (cos after all, she would be bored if she were to stay at home alone).

well, just as long as she is happy...

ah ha ha chuuu

due to stress and managing my mum, i have not been sleeping well past week. yesterday, my body ached like crazy and i started having irritable throat. today, i started sniffling and my throat's irritability has worsened. i am now experiencing runny nose and coughing on and off too. start of another bout of flu... wrong timing cos i will be running a course thurs/ fri and i cannot afford to lose my voice. and no no... i better not end up infecting my mum. superbly tricky business when an elderly person falls ill!

haiz...

housework sunday

yup. it was housework galore today. swept the house, washed the laundry room floor, mopped the house, did the laundry, gave sapphie a bathe, brought her to changi business park to dry her fur, cleaned the fish tank, wiped the glass doors, wiped the cabinets, and so on... and i believed i have burned quite a bit of calories doing all these housework too!

and yes, life's routine can be very therapeutic too. and added to that, i chatted along with mum as i went about my chores.

such quality time.

:-)

new developments?

some things seemed to be brewing at work... 2 weeks ago, one of the big bosses called me up and asked me if i have considered doing sales. then last week, another big boss called his secretary to arrange for lunch with him. and then in another management meeting, another boss came up to me and said he heard about my "possible move".

hmmm... and frankly, i do not know anything about anything!

is something brewing?

trip to no where

today, bee, mum and i made a trip to malaysia and we made a trip to no where... yup. we literally made a trip to no where.

all i wanted to do was to drive mum up north and i had no specific plans. well of course, i had initially wanted to head to melaka, but i wanted to take things easy. no stress. and so, by the time we started the journey, the time available probably only allowed us to fart around in jb. bee said he wanted to buy some local "pong piah" while there. and so i thought i would head to air hitam instead as i vaguely had the impression that they sell lots of local delights there. but after entering malaysia and getting into all the checks etc, it was quite late and i decided to head to senai for late lunch instead. i drove them to the resort there where we had japanese lunch. it was kinda interesting but bee commented that that was the first time he saw a person don a kimono and wearing a tudung at the same time. yup, malaysia alright. and as we order, bee realized that there was just that many items we could order given that i was supposed to keep off poutry, tofu and so on whereas mum do not take beek or mutton. so in the end, we had lots of fish, soba, tempura, as well as sushi...

i had forgotten about the "pong piah" by the time we finished our lunch and i was reminded of it again when bee brought it up as i drove out of the resort. so, i did a turn and made my way up to air hitam instead. arrived there, walked around, found lots of ceramic stuffs but no "pong piah" and decided to drive back singapore. so... yup, we travelled 100km to find "pong piah" and then to drive back again empty handed. heh heh...

got into super long jam, queue for an hour and a half before we ended up in singapore again. so... yup, we went to malaysia and we went to no where. but well, as i said, psychologically (especially to mum), we had gone out of the country and for a short getaway. that is the most important. and for me, i had the whole day to chat with mum and that in itself, was priceless.

:-)

damned malaysian immigration

my trip to malaysia with mum today was marred by 2 incidents. and interestingly, these 2 incidents occurred at the malaysian immigration checkpoints and they both involved their immigration personnel. and the personnel involved in both cases were in their late-20s/early-30s, males, and malay.

you see, as we entered malaysia this morning, we had to pass our passports to the immigration officer to stamp. i dutifully did so. the immigration officer looked at us with a face like macam we owe him lots of favours, and asked where we were going. "melaka" i said. "for what?" he asked. "jalan jalan and have lunch" i said. "go melaka to have lunch. you very free right?" he asked in malay. he asked me if i would like to buy more white cards (immigration cards)? hmmmm... tricky, if i said no, he would probably ask more questions and delay us (that was my assumption). and if i were to say yes, he would probably ask for some money... with my mum in my car, i really did not wish for this to prolong. i said ok, and he said it would be 10 ringgit. he passed me back only one passport (out of the 3) and asked that i insert the money into the passport and hand it back to him. only then will he return me the other 2 passports. he was careful to remind me to insert the money fully into the passport. i placed 5 ringgit. he looked at it, looked unhappy and asked for 10 ringgit. i relented and he handed me back our passports together with a huge stack of immigration cards. not too sure if there was any conniving with the customs, but it was really a smooth ride for us after that. no further checks. it was smooth sailing.

for the second incident when i was heading back, it went something like this. the queue to the immigration counter was several km long and we had to queue for more than 1.5hrs before reaching the counter. about half of the total lanes were in operations and for each counter, there was space for 3 cars. i saw an empty lot in front of one of the lanes and drove to it. there was 2 other malaysian cars in front of me. the immigration officer cleared them within seconds. and when i drove up to him, he looked at his watch, stared at me and half shouted at me - "ooi, balik! balik! kaunter sudah tutup" how rude to address me as such i thought and wtf! where and when did he indicate the lane had closed... or perhaps he decided it was closed after deciding it was time to knock off? i acted blur and asked if i should proceed ahead (wondering if there were any further immigration counters in front). looking crossed and impatient, he replied curtly, tidak ada! tidak ada! gostan! gostan! and waved furiously for me to reverse my car. wtf right! i thought if he wanted to close the lane, he would have at least gone back and close the lane first so that no one can join in the queue. then again, i decided it was just not worth the effort to pursue. i reversed and joined in another lane...

frankly, with this kind of people in the civil service, malaysia can only progress this 'fast'. quite pitiful considering that malaysia is such a great and beautiful country that has so much potential. but then again, i supposed it will take time and a total change in their attitude before anything can happen. i was just so glad to get back to singapore. no bribing, no unreasonable officers. and more importantly, where things were efficiently executed.

and with a smile.

establishing trust

when you talk to an elderly, be candid, tackle the issue, do not try to hide. see things from their point of view and make sure you do not allow any opportunities to occur whereby the elderly can misunderstand you.

that was the message i iterated to bee today.

you see, bee and i brought mum out to johor today. before heading up, i asked mum to wear diapers. and by the end of the day, her diapers was heavy with urine. and given that she had to frequently get in and out of the car and sit on the wheelchair, some of the urine spilled onto the wheelchair as well as on the car seat. naturally, the stench of urine fill part of the car, particularly at the back of the car closest to the boot where i kept the wheelchair.

bee felt uneasy and used mandarin to tell me about the stench. candidly, i would tell my mum about the stench and how bee was able to smell it, etc. bee was not happy about it. to him, by using mandarin, he was trying not to upset mum. he did not see my point of view to assure mum that we are ok with it. to me, i do not take mum to be a fool. i was sure she was aware of the stench. i was sure she might possibly feel apologetic about it. i was sure she can see, sense, hear and sensemake what we were talking about to some extend. and so from this perspective, i have to make sure nothing gets misunderstood. to me, her tensions with my sis-in-law was, to a large part, due to the fact that my sis-in-law speaks in mandarin (she was from china). and her inability to fully communicate with mum resulted in a deep sense of distrust on my mum's part. i do not want to see the same happen between bee and mum.

in fact, i explained to bee that he should use such opportunities to built confidence. talk about it. bring it up candidly. assure her that he is ok with it. assure her that it can be cleaned and managed easily. put mum at ease. and if he can do all these, it would assure mum. it would built her confidence. it would bridge the current polite gap that still exist between them. and it would certainly help me manage mum's ability to be comfortable with bee.

there are lessons to be learned. the intentions may be good but more importantly, it is the perception that one needs to manage. it is about seeing things from the other person's point of view. cos if this is not well managed, no amount of good intentions can sustain or built a relationship.

dignity

i told my mum i would drive her to malaysia today after my medical review. she was pretty excited about it. and as part of the preparations, i suggested that she wear diapers too so that we would not be caught in a situation where we could not find a toilet when she needs to ease herself or when we were caught in a traffic jam. she agreed.

she went into her room to put on her diapers happily. when she did not emerge some 5mins later, i got a little uneasy. there was no sound from her room and so i knocked on her door. she replied that she was still trying to put on her diapers. i asked if she needed help and she replied yes. i pushed her door open and saw her trying very hard to wear her diapers. worst of all, the adhesive tapes of the diapers had been badly torn and no longer usable. yet she was desperately trying hard to pull the flaps together. i felt very sad seeing her in this state. i was not embarrassed by the fact that she was lying in bed naked waist down. i saw a sickly old woman lying there struggling and i rushed in to help her. i pulled out the spoilt diaper and change a new one. she allowed me to help her and in no time, i got her ready.

i helped her through the whole process with a very straight face and in a manner like what a nurse would do. noting her difficulties, i asked how she managed to do it before her bedtime in the past couple of days when she put up with me. she said "chin chai cheng" (haphazzardly). i was acutely aware of the possible embarrassment she would feel given that i am a man. yet, on the other hand, i was happy by the fact that she trusted me to help her undertake such a task. knowing my mum, apart from me, there is already no other person in this world whom she can trust.

and so this evening, before she went to bed, i made it a point to ask her if she needed me to help her with the diapers as i put her to bed. this will be a new routine for me henceforth.

medical review

went for my medical review this morning. and felt rather pai seh to tell the nurse that i had not been exercising regularly. other than that, everything seemed perfect. my weight had dropped from 75kg to 71.3kg. 4kg more to loose to hit my optimal bmi. as for pulse rate and blood pressure, within perfect range. and as for my breathe test (cannot recall the name of the test, other than i was suppose to blow into a tube to check the power of my lungs), the readings had improved. with such good results, the doctor gave me a clean bill of health and that i could go back 6-months later rather than the usual 4-months.

:-)

ps: interestingly, i told the doctor i had stopped my cholesterol medication for the past 2-3 months since i started my tcm treatment and he was pretty fine with it. to him, what is important is that my long drawn cough and runny nose issues have improved. it didn't matter if it was western medicine or tcm (particularly since all western interventions have not worked). he even gave me a possible explanation of how tcm could have worked for me!

she can crawl!

my niece can finally crawl! she started crawling 3 days ago and i saw it with my own eyes yesterday! it's so cute to see her crawl!

:-)

reflecting 2000

it's been 6 years and slightly more than 4 months to reach where i am here in this blog. 2000 posts in all. then again, to be accurate, the 2000 post mark had been reached probably last month if not for the fact that becos of my being outed in 2005 by the armed forces, i actually deleted quite a lot of posts in fridae (which many of my reflections were posted before i started using blogger...) in my feeble attempt to mask my online presence. nonetheless to me, this 2000-mark is still a significant one. blogging to me is a very reflective process and i have learned much from my blogs and have made a point to do so as early as 2008 when i hit my 300th post. my ability to reflect on my posting trends was further assisted when blogger started the tagging capability. (i actually spend a long time thinking of what and how to tag and eventually stabilized at what i have in the current list here). reading my past blogs and looking at the trends had contributed much to my own self-awareness and this in turn helped me improve my own self-development journey.

i looked at the stats yesterday and reflected.

wtf vs lol/ relax - hmmm...  yes, looking at the statistics, the highest score for the number of tags went to the "wtf" category. for me, i would use the "wtf" tag whenever i feel lousy, have a negative experience or when there is something i feel is not right - bottomline, it is associated with negative energies. as for "lol", i would use it when the blog is about anything that i can laugh about/ or at least smile. comparing the numbers, it  reflected my tendency to blog when i experience downs in my life. and thinking about it, yes, i actually do not make much effort to blog about happy things. of cos, looking at another perspective, the large difference might also reflect my inclination to see things from a pessimistic point of view. whatever the case is, i actually came to similar conclusions some time back and have tried to blog more positive things and see things positively. but somehow, it was not easy. i really need to put in more efforts. i need to learn to loosen up more, be more optimistic about things around me, don't be so uptight, don't sweat the small stuff, don't be a control freak, don't stress myself up over small things... the list goes on. but of course to be objective, i have actually improve much! the difference between the "wtf" and "lol/ relax" score has reduced over the pass 2 years. let's hope that in time to come, the "lol/ relax" score would surpass that of the "wtfs"... :-)

personalities - people form a huge part of my life. and this is reflected in the statistics on the tags related to personalities. the sum of the numbers for "mum", "dad", "bee", "james", "friends" and, for that matter, "sapphie" beats the sum of every other tags. then again, my reflections on these specific personalities were not consistently constant through time. this could be explain by the fact that i tend to blog more about a particular person when i spend more time with him/ her/ it, or when i experience more tensions with him/ her/ it.

moving focus - the focus of my blogs have moved from person to person depending on the stage of my life. there was a stage where "james" featured top in the list of my blogging frequency. almost every other day, i would blog about him. he/ thoughts of him controlled me like you could never imagine could happened to a person. he was just that big a part of me. but i guessed he didn't know it. perhaps he was at the stage in life where he was just too focused on his career to accord his energies to people around him, me to be specific. and perhaps it also reflected our poor state of communications. whatever the case, he was such a huge part of my life that it almost killed me when i asked to break off. and the initial years after that was traumatic. time heals. it always do. and with time, my blog's attention moved to other people around me - bee, my dad, my mum etc. i am sure when and if you were to draw a graph showing the frequency of incidences any specific character appears in my blog, you would be able to see a normal bell curve. and the bell curve for james would have peaked first, sometime in 2006-7, then my dad, peaking sometime in 2008 at around time time he died. as for bee (and sapphie of course), it would have been very constant cos they have been, and still are, very much a part of my life all these while. as for mum, the peak should be very erratic and i can foresee postings about her to peak sometime in the near future when she eventually passes on.

flavour of the day - there are also some topics here and there that peak once a while. these are topics related to say "sexuality", "religion", "books" etc. i would say these topic's peaks are related to the "flavour of the day". it depends on the key issues being discussed for that period and/ or my focus and attention, eg anything tagged to "sexuality" are topics related to glbt issues. and i believed it peaked during the periods when the hot topic being discussed locally was "377a". and given that this is related to my own sexuality, i end up spending more time reflecting on the issue and blogging them.

so... yup, from this perspective, it is actually not too possible to see any specific trend in these topics. and this perhaps is a reflection of what my blog is supposed to be - to journal my life, my thoughts and my experiences. and given the fact that my life revolve around important personalities in my life, blogs relating to people would be the highest.

:-)

2000th post

this is my 2000th post in this blog and i must make sure it is a happy one! yes! i will be on leave tomorrow to spend quality time with my mum! hurray!

:-)

home again

got the maid to discharge my mum today. and after work, i fetched her from my bro's place. brought her to imm for dinner together with bee and did some shopping before bringing her home. she was just too paranoid about staying in my bro's place. had to apply for urgent leave tomorrow to look after her and to sent her to see the psychiatrist. initially, i felt rather uncomfortable cos i was supposed to brief my top boss tomorrow about a project. but becos of my mum, despite my earlier dilemma, i decided finally to get my hr to brief him instead. i need to get my priorities right. the job is secondary, regardless of who i'm gonna brief. nothing can replace my mum. and well, since i have applied leave, i should just enjoy the time with mum.

it's a long weekend!

:-)

ps: writing about getting priorities right, i was reminded of the time 7 yrs ago when i was scared stiff about my health and had to go for a brain scan to ascertain the cause behind my blacking out. i asked james to accompany me for the scan and he said he could not... part of me died when i heard that reply. damned! it just occurred to me i have not forgotten about this!

the porter show

watched harry porter on sunday. must say that i felt a little disappointed by the superbly anti-climax ending. i had actually expected more magic. hmmm... or perhaps my expectations had been raised after reading all the glowing reviews about the show. so, when i walked out of the cinema, i was like - chey, voldemort died too fast, there was not enough drama before his death, the effects for the fights were not too great, the built-up towards the final battle was not very consistent, the climax came and went too fast... and so on. and oh, there was not even the slightest mention nor scene that captured the deathly hallows triangle sign!

to me, what was the highest point in the movie was when the prof mcgonagall brought to live and summoned the hogwarts protectors to protect the castle (does it not remind you of lara croft tomb raider angelina jolie? heh heh...), and together with her the fellow wizards, created a "force field"/ cast a protective spell around the castle. i really sat up and got very excited about it, goosebumps and all... it really built up the whole mood for a good fight. but that big bang end did not occur. instead, the pace slowed down, the mood changed and... but well... it was a show after all.

then again, to me, the end of the show felt rather odd somehow. cos in some weird way, it reminded me of james and it kinda signify a total closure of a journey that started in 1999. well, you see, james was the one that introduced me to the harry porter series not long after we got together. and through our 6.5 years together (until 2005), we would eagerly wait for the release of the every next books. so, yup, finally, the show has ended. there was a lot of mixed feelings and thoughts. but well... with the end of this series, i will not be reminded of harry porter anymore.

:-)

mum mum 2

no, this is not a second post about my mum. rather, it is about my niece. she is now 10 months old. and since a couple of weeks back, i was able to feel 2 lower teeth appearing. so cute! and her vocab seemed to have improved. she now can manage a few word-like utterance that sounded like as mum-mum, ma-ma, pa-pa... and altho she still cannot utter "bye-bye" she of cos can wave her hands when we asked her to "bye-bye". and interestingly, when we asked her to "pai-pai" (as in put her palms together to pray), she would wave bye bye instead... and best of all, she now can cry and want to follow me when i leave the house... something that she didn't/ couldn't do just 2-3 weeks back!

so cute right!

hmmm, kids grow really too fast these days!

:-)

mum mum

the doctors did all the tests today. found mum to be fine. so, they have asked my brother to discharge her tomorrow. also, they have asked for her to be reviewed by a psychiatrist. this will be on fri... i am living day by day currently. but i think in the long run, mum would perhaps need to be moved back to my place. her suspicion of my sis-in-law is just too much. well, let's see how...

good job myself

the day ended with me feeling very drained but happy. you see, today is the second and last day of the course that i had been preparing and developing for the past couple of months. and given its significance, quite a few senior/ top management staff visited the training. my big boss also did the closing. lots of hype but i was pretty happy it ended well. whew... such a great sigh of relieve. not because of the fact that the big bosses were here, but becos i had put the pressure on myself to make sure this course is well conducted.

the comments and remarks during the end of the course was very good. and i was pretty glad everyone went back feeling good and acknowledging that all of them had met their objectives of attending this course!

:-)

sleep

i need to sleep but i am feeling awake. then again, i know i need to sleep cos it is gonna be a long day tomorrow...

arghhhh....

challenging mum

just came home not too long ago. been a very long evening. left work to meet bee for dinner but before we even had the chance to head to the dining place, my bro called. mum was again making noise about moving out of the house. this time round, she was convinced she would be killed if she continue to stay in my bro's place. i suggested to my bro to bring her to see the psychiatrist, but my mum started screaming at him. i called kl to seek his opinion and was advised to sent her to a&e instead. she seemed to be in a state of delirium and has been hallucinating. and the past couple of days, she was so convinced my maid and sis-in-law are trying to kill her that she stop eating any food offered to her by them...

my bro was really at his wits ends. in the end i went to his place to fetch her. and in the process convinced her to head to the hospital to undergo a medical check. thank goodness she was receptive to my coaxing. by the time we arrived at the hospital, it was 8plus. she was placed in the observation ward and i accompanied her there. and during the period i was there, she was really vocal, she was uttering lots of not too nice things and expletives about my sis-in-law and my maid. sighs... to me, it was clear that she was being suspicious. and she was obviously living out her past and had unfairly put lots of her pass angst onto my sis-in-law. not too good at all!

after all the test, etc, the doctor concluded that she did not have any infection and that under any normal circumstances, she would be discharged. but after checking with us and finding out that she has been refusing food, throwing tantrums, and being superbly suspicious of people around her, the doctor decided to admit her instead. and of cos, when i told mum about it, she cried...

sighs...

good day

conducted the program today and it was pretty smooth. felt good about it. so... ya, let's hope tomorrow will be a good ending.

:-)

suicide

ok ok... for those who, after reading my last two posts, thought of writing to me and asking me if i am ok... yes, i am. perfectly. was just running through some old posts and getting a bit emo only. otherwise, everything is perfectly fine! ok, here's something to laugh about... trust the japanese. only they can think of something like this! wtf! totally warped! then again, just enjoy it! hahaha!



now, that was part 2, this is the part 1... hahaha!

departures again

i know i have posted this here before... but i simply cannot but post this again. this show always make me cry, laugh, cry, laugh and cry again... such an excellent show! it is about life, and about death. and every single person in the show has his/ her story. it is simply amazing. even the music itself is so excellently written. listening to me quietens me. anyway, for those who have not watch the movie, you can do a search in youtube... there are a total of 14 parts to it. here's the part 1... subsequent parts will follow-on once the preceding part ends...

enjoy!

last kiss

decided to look for this song after hearing it on the radio 2 weeks back. this is one of the few songs that never fail to make me tear. well, firstly, i am the kinda person who likes to sentimentalize things. and so when i listen to songs, i sometimes imagine myself in the scene. and that was how i could imagine myself being in a situation where my love get killed in a car crash and died in my arms... how much more sad can that be right? and in that kinda situation, who wouldn't cry right? hmmm... then again, this song reminded me about the times when james and i were together. in fact, our time together were marked by many songs given that he was (and i believe still is) a person who would follow the charts.

heh heh...

and oh, while looking for this song, i learned that the original version was first released in 1964. and listening to it, i thought it sounded pretty 60s alright. and songs from that era (my era) always sound a little more innocent and pure... don't you think so? well, here it is... enjoy!

contingency weekend

a weekend where i had to activate lots of contingencies. yup. that is how i'd describe this weekend. but i thought i survived it well. you see, on friday, mum called me to bring her for a hair perm. and i did exactly that yesterday. my sis-in-law, niece and maid came along. mum seemed extra cautious about talking when i drove them to marine parade (where she usually perms her hair). i didn't ask further. i had gotten use to this behaviour of her lately. after lunch at marine parade, i left her to do her hair and asked my sis-in law to bring my niece for a walk by the beach while i went for a tan at the pool. later in the afternoon after the perm, as per routine, i picked them up and sent them home. but when i arrived at my brother's place, my mum refused to get off the car. she insisted on staying at my place. she didn't explain further except that she did not want to go home... and added to that, she didn't want to maid to come along.

hmmm... tricky. knowing that i couldn't coax her to get off the car, i got the maid to pack her stuff, her medication, la la la and drove her back home. halfway home, i had to u-turn when i realized i had forgotten to bring her walking frame. and i had to cancel my evening plans with bee and kwang (thank goodness bee had not book harry porter tickets). bee had to quickly set up her room for her. and after keeping her stuff at home, i tried but failed to arrange for dinner with my second sis. so i decided to bring mum out for dinner with bee... next challenge - where to go considering the place must not be crowded, wheelchair friendly, not too far... i ended up circling bedok and simei. in the end, we had dinner at a coffee shop in the industrial estate.

it was a long and tiring day. after dinner, second sis dropped by. chit chatted till late before i finally put mum to bed. another issue - had to make sure she take her bath safely, change into her diapers before putting her to sleep... thankfully, she was able to self manage. i only need to stand by at the door in case she needs assistance or in case she falls. and when she finally lied down on the bed, i had to place another big mattress by her bed to cushion her in case she rolled off the bed in the middle of the night. i was totally exhausted by the time she finally retired for the night.

woke up early this morning to check on her. she was already awake but simply lied in her bed. i had told her not to move around in case she falls. in any case, she was wearing diapers. made her a cup of milo before letting her clean herself. bee and i brought her out for breakfast and to do some marketing. she was pretty cheerful and i guessed this was so as she had not been out of the house for the longest time. also, she told me she slept till 6am - something that she had not done for quite a while as she was afraid people would harm her at home (my bro's place).

spoke with her at home after breakfast and managed to convince her to head back to my bro's place as i will not be able to take care of her as i have to work on weekdays. thankfully, she agreed. and so, after bringing her out for lunch, we made our way back to my bro's place. it was certainly an unexpected weekend. it was one surprise after another. but i supposed it is to be expected given the presence of an elderly at home. admittedly, i almost get angry a couple of times when my mum insisted people at home were trying to kill her. she was so convinced her dream was real and she was truly afraid to go home. time and again, i had to remind myself to be patient. she is after all, elderly and her mind is not exactly healthy. i held my temper. i am glad it turned out pretty well. and i am glad it is over.

for now.

:-)

ps: and oh, i forgot to bring her walking frame back and had to drive home to get it. and yes, finally, we caught harry porter at the cinema this evening.

next week

it's rather weird, but i am actually looking forward to next workweek. haha!

well, you see, over the last many moons, i have been involved in many big time projects and all seemed to have either stalled or been slow in their development. and the last week or so had been rather intense given the advanced stage of things - finalising materials, printing of notes, printing of posters, compiling, binding, etc. and as of today, i have been told the systems (that had previously stalled) would be tested out over the weekend and should be ready next week. and same too for a course that i had been developing. i had finally completed it this week and it would be conducted next week. and last but not least, a series of posters that i had tasked a staff to design and print had been done and it would be mounted in the classroom over the weekend...

lots of things seem to be done up by this weekend and all should be ready to be showcased come tuesday! so... ya, i am rather excited about it! and to add to the excitement, my big boss will be visiting the place too and hopefully, things will be in place to show to him!

feeling excited!

:-)

nice song

this is a very nice mtv. and it is sung against a clip that shows a hong kong taxi driver picking up a hunk and they end up having sex in the taxi. then again, taking away the fact that the act involves 2 guys, i see 2 individuals making love. and if it is love, it cannot be wrong. so... if you are offended by gay sex, don't click on the link. otherwise, enjoy the clip like i did.

tuls

bee and i met up with a new friend from pj/kl this evening. it was a wonderful evening. we had dinner at 7 storey hotel hainanese seafood restaurant and then we went sightseeing. felt like a tourist myself. somehow, hosting people from overseas is always fun cos i end up feeling like a tourist. and the best part was - we get to know the person better! and for tonight, it was great for the fact that my friend is totally unassuming and easy going. and well, time flies when you are having fun and enjoying. all too soon, the night was over. he flies back home tomorrow.

:-)

eewww...

have you ever felt so bloated you fart and fart and fart... yes, i felt so today. for reasons unknown, it was just non-stop... and to make things worst and really gross, (you can stop here if you are uneasy about gross stuff)... i went for dinner with bee and karsten earlier, and after dinner, as i was driving, i started farting again... and you know, the kind of big ones, and it's the kind where you know it has taken time to form in the colon and formed a large volume that would stretch your asshole as it comes out... yes, you get the idea. yup, i felt it and out it came. first one, second one... and oh my freaking gawd, i farted watery shit! eeewwwwwwwwwww!!!

hahahahahahaha!... it was so so so damned freaking uncomfortable. and i was in the car with bee and i let out a yelp and he stared at me when i told him about it. anyway, he was nice and told me he had stuffed nose and could not smell anything. but some few seconds later, he smelt it... hahaha... and as for me, i was so lucky there was some newspaper in the car. i quickly took it and sat on it. but what was terrible was that i had to endure the uncomfortable feel of something wet in my pants through the whole journey. and to make it worst, the stomach started churning as i was driving along pie. and you know, when you are in a hurry or when there is an emergency - like when your stomach is going to explode with all the churning - somehow, cars would be driving one helluva slow, it almost seemed like things were going s... l... o... w... m... o... t... i... o... n..., and traffic lights all turn red at the wrong time, roads get busy suddenly, etc... aarrggghhhh...

gross right? yup, i also say, i wanted to delete this post after typing it and took a long pause to think if i should proceed with this post. and i thought, ah... screw it, after all, it is my blog and it is not an irresponsible act to publish something that would probably embarrass myself. so....

and oh, the feeling of everything rushing out when i finally sat on the throne was simply - priceless!

heh heh heh...

painful spine

over the last 2 weeks, i have been experiencing this dull pain at one of my cervical bone at the back of my chest (t-section). it started off feeling like a dull but pointed pain. but over time, it got worst and the pain gets a little intense and uncomfortable. it came to the point where i could not lie down or bent down properly cos it felt like as though my beck can break into two any moment. and to make things worst, my neck also started hurting.

it seemed like the whole spine is breaking apart. so i went to the chiro yesterday and told him about the pain. and he did some adjustments and it felt immediately better for that few hours. but today, the pain came back. and the neck region worsen. the muscles were all stiffened up and i felt superbly uneasy... thinking about the localized pain at my t-bone region, i was quite sure it was due to one particular occasion where a guy pushed me down and punched my back. but well, no use blaming. it's over and i will have to just manage it.

let's hope the pain goes off soon...

what a weekend!

been a great weekend! it all started since fri evening. bee was not around as he went for a cruise with his parents and so my weekend started with dinner at liang court with ming. and then sat, it was laundry, visit chiro, housework, hang up laundry, work, visit mum, work somemore, and finally dinner at seven sensations followed by tea and cakes at marina square... what a busy day! and sat night was weird cos i was awaken by my own sounds... there was this constant coo-ing... and it was that kinda dull, short and inconsistent coo, coo, coo sounds that woke me up. and i was so aware that it was made by myself... a little eerie considering i was all alone at home and bee was away. anyway, i went back to sleep again...

and on sunday, it was giving sapphie a bath, wash toilet, clear the storeroom, work (again), housework, visit mum, brought mum out for lunch, met up with second sis, brought mum home, more work, brought mum back to bro's place, dinner with karsten, and then home to more work... another busy and hectic day...

yup, that was my weekend. intense, busy and lotsa work. thinking about this whole thing, it just struck me how we are all creatures of habit. for me, the routine weekly are very similar. and i also notice that i tend to want to take things easy at work at times, i would steal sometime to go for a swim or a tan over my lunch hours but i do make it up over the evenings and weekends where i bring my work home. in this way, i have more flexi time and i would be less stressful... and i do not feel guilty about taking time to swim or tan cos frankly, i am at work even while i am at home...

well... another mundane post for me this time round.

it's gonna be a good week ahead. for a start, i will be meeting up with a new friend from malaysia tomorrow for dinner. heh heh... he calls me gor (kor), but i think i am old enough to be his father... will it be weird meeting up? hmmm... then again, bee will be joining in. so that makes it a little less awkward in case he feels uncomfortable or awkward... haha...

have a good week ahead everyone!

strange goldfish

i have a pair of goldfishes. they are the remaining pair from an initial lot of over 10... over the years, one by one have died. and the remaining 2 (a ranchu and an oranda) are rather interesting, especially the oranda (white with red patches on the head).

until recently, i noted that this pair actually sleep at night. and for that matter, they actually sleep very soundly! over the last 2 weeks, bee and i realized one more thing. the oranda likes to sleep in the container that i use to contain the filtration pump. and she (with such a name, let's assume it's a she, and a bimbo) actually likes to sleep upside down inside this container. more than a couple of times, bee and i thought she had been sucked into the container by the filtration pump and had died. but when we tried to "dig" her out of the container, she would wake up, spring into action and dart out of the container. then she would swim around tossing and turning and show off her tail like as though nothing had happen. frankly, i half suspect she actually gave us the "what-the-fuck for disturbing my beauty sleep" look as she swam around! well, too bad i can't interpret goldfishs' face...

heh heh heh...

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str8 readers

i did ask myself before if i have posted things that might have sounded a little too gay here and whether i should tone down, or for that matter even stop posting any of such gay-related stuff. i asked myself these questions cos i know i have straight people who visit my blog quite regularly eg people in uk, ladybird, and so on. then again, i told myself that i should just go ahead cos the fact that i am posting it here means i should have no pretense and be myself. there is a time and space to be considerate and a time and space to be myself. and during such occasions, such as when i blog, if these str8 friends choose to read my postings, they should be able to accept me as what i am. and if anyone should choose to brand me in any possible negative way, it is their prerogative and it is also their choice not to visit this humble of blog mine.

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