thurs night @ coastal...

Pikchers are courtesy of Ben...

I met up with a bunch of boys at Cycle Craft, before we went on the night ride around coastal.

The gang included : Louis, Viki, Dom, Ben, Nick, Arthur, Zijian and me....
I'm not as fit as them nor as fast, i'll readily admit that. They can sandbag me all they want. I don't care. I'm just going to go my own pace. Either that or risk hyperventilating. Ben thought i was joking about my heat dissipation issues. I wasn't... i was steaming like a char siew pao in a steamer. It's bad... hahahaa and i turn hot pink.

At the end of the ride... we had to have a drink. It's too hot....
And I wasn't kidding when i mention to my bestie :
I live to eat, sleep to eat...
Swim to eat, Cycle to eat, Run to eat...
i eat way too much. Even the guys find it weird... and bizarre that my tiny frame can take so much food. I eat a lil more than the boys do...


And introducing the group :
Arthur & Zijian on left....
Nick, Viki and me on right...

and yes... those are cycling tights.... i don't look half bad in them.
And my shimanos... i went clipless. Yippeeeee !!!

kids... say the darndest thing

10th June 07 : Bryan
Originally uploaded by daftbitch.

He's 7, he's uber cute... his name is Bryan.
His replies are cute, varies from 可以 to 不可以.

His brother is even cuter. His name is Troy. And he's 10.
His questions are cute, it's a point-black "i need cousins".
I think the government's propaganda for people to have kids is stretching its resources & forces out to lil' kids to spread the word.

Kids say the darndest things...
i betcha...

kickin with the girls...

You know, i always have the most relaxing time having dinner or coffee with the girls. I guess it's the female bonding. Yes, sometimes a lil' break away from the boys is what it takes to make me less of a brudder, more of a woman. Heh !

So tonight, we met up over dinner at Esplanade, as Ms. Sia has to work. We do spare a thought for our gfs. We had a laugh over Angie's silly joke via sms along the lines of eggs & kiwis. She's not there at dinner due to work, but had to have her prescence felt ... even if it's over an sms. Mr. E was the only dude. No one mentioned anything about no guys. Oops..!

The dinner was nice, filled with gossips as usual, and ketching-up over everyone's lives, even news of others that we know. We talked about how Jeannie's hair is absolutely short. And how Justina thinks i am crazy cos i am too into my whole tri thing. And how we are like an orphanage, picking up people along the way. I am an original... i am an original... i am an original. Hahaha !

We were all tired, surprisingly ... it was a friday night afterall. I had to be up early for my swim / run @ sentosa on Saturday morning (i'll leave that to another blog post). So we called it an early night. And drop the girls home. And Pris, it's not leotards that i wear to cycle. It's cycling tights.

Cheers & Love...

vesak day ... (late late late post)

I've been dragging my ass for far too long... so i have to start writing.
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This is my post-"mambo nite" morning, which happens to be Vesak Day. Yep, what was i thinking waking up at friggin 8am in the morning, having stumbled to bed just three hours earlier after mambo & nursing a cut foot? I really don't know. Some might say i crave an endorphine-high, over an alcoholic high. Some might say she's just Eve, let her be.

I was to have my very first open water swim. Ok, not my first, but an official swim in local waters in years. Man, i abso-friggin-lutely hated the swim. It's too errr, salty and dark and murky. I hate it. Thankfully Dominic was there. Ok, i forgive him for making me drive back to his place, just cause he "lost" his helmet in the carpark around his home.... when the helmet was sitting pretty in the footwell of the passenger seat. DOH!

Dominic & Ben were there to watch over me, and as well as to have their coastal ride, while i ran my lil' 5km. The heat gets more intense as 11am creeps up slowly, i had to stop, i can't take the heat.

I had dinner with the girls... who were rollerblading when i was doing my run. I barely talked to them, before they left me in the smoke of their blades. I survived on caffeine the entire day, much to my amazement that i didn't crash out on dinner table filled with black pepper crabs and chilli crabs, nor did i crash out on the table of haagen dazs. hmmmm......

i am high on adrenaline. endorphins. caffeine.

Michael Bublé on a Monday morning...

What's there not to love about Bublé?

This monday morning, the blues are somewhat lifted, when i heard Michael Buble croon "Come fly with me, let's fly let's fly away..." over Gold 90.5FM. You know, the station plays jazz, & bossa nova, and i like Jazz and Bossa Nova. Yep, and it definitely lifts my mood whenever i hear Jazz or Bossa Nova... makes me wanna dance slowly ...with a nice glass of wine in the middle of the night. So of cos, when i heard it this morning, i felt lifted, my shoulders felt lighter, my heels felt lighter.

More on Michael Buble, he has released his third album named "Call Me Irresponsible" with an absolutely fab hit "Everything". The first album being named after himself "Michael Buble" and the second "It's Time" with a few hits like Home, Quando Quando Quando.

That impeccable soothing voice charms its way into my heart. His renditions of classics like LOVE, Mack the Knife, Come fly with me, Put your head on my shoulders... he's almost Frank Sinatra of Today. I totally heart Michael Buble. It's a lil' known secret... Cos you know, Michael...."in this crazy life, and through these crazy times, It's you, it's you, You make me sing. You're every line, you're every word, you're everything."