The birthday parties continues...

The birthday parties continues for Angie...

Monday 20th was the birthday of Angie. A year older. ahhaha... Dave & me decided to bring her out to have dinner at Min Jiang @ One North. I can't resist its peking duck... and of course their food is always yums. The menu included Shark's Fins, which the birthday girl adamantly resisted. She claimed the way they killed the sharks is cruel. Dave then questioned on how she felt when the sharks killed a surfer. One less shark = lowering the possibility of a surfer being dragged into water by one of those sharks. Hmmm... which would you take? Right... i'll take the pro-surfer. I am just going to enjoy my shark's fin. The only peeve i had that night was perhaps the manager avoiding me to tell me where they made their citronella candle from. Sigh... oh well, better luck next time.

Tuesday 21st : Our dear Ben decided we should go to Sun with Moon Dining. There's a story which i must tell behind it. It's so hilarious i can't stop laughing. Ben sms me regards to dinner plans, which i said ok to. Then he informed us via sms "Sun with moon dining at wheelock place, ok? 7pm. Eve Angie & Ben". Upon receiving the message, i called Angie to ask if she wants to share a ride down to Orchard. Our conversations goes something like this :
Eve : Eh what time can i pick you up to go Orchard and meet Ben?
Angie : Huh? It's on Sunday lor... not today.
Eve : no lor... it is today. *laughter ensues*
Angie : no no...
Eve : pls read your sms
Angie : OH.............
I just laughed while she continued to curse me. My sis got Angie a new bf : Patrick Star. For those who are clueless, Patrick Star is Spongebob Squarepants' good friend in the cartoon. At past 7pm, we called Ben to inform him of our delay (traffic was a killer). We also decided to add a place for Patrick Star. We had a laugh when Ben asked where's our other guy friend who's supposed to join us... and even more clueless when we said the dude is Patrick Star and explained its character as Spongebob's friend. Still, all we saw on Ben's face is a blank.

The week went by just like that, in the blink of an eye. I spent most nights dining with friends, and taking a drink thereafter. I kind of slacked a lil' on taking my usual swim and stuff. Friday was the craziest. I had pre-party drinks at Bala with my usual boys. And then i trotted my ass down to Velvet. I can't believe I actually partied with my wakeboard dude Alan & his brothers till 4am, all the while bearing the itchyness of my peeling skin off my back. I had to live with the "wah you're all covered" jokes as well as jokes of chicks and quality control.

I did however compensated the rough friday night by being awake at 10am to be mom's little girl to bring her around the errands, and thereafter rushing to wakeboard at 3pm. Of course, it helps that i had a good ride... woohoo. I am addicted. This lifestyle also meant that I was a goner by Saturday night... and slept before it even turned 12.

All i can is WHAT A WEEK...!

Happy Birthday Angie...

the girls @ butter
Originally uploaded by daftbitch.

Yep... it's my best friend's birthday. It's been fun to be your friend. Thanks for your care, concern, bitching, screaming, yelling, shaking... and of cos, the loving. I love you... my dearest friend.

So being the good partner-in-crime, i organized the day's activity. It started with dinner at Blooie's. Nevermind i was late to grab everyone along the way to Blooie's. You can't blame me, i worked on Saturday afternoon, and i'm really feeling very tired from Desaru + Velvet the night before. Dinner was alright, the food was decent ( oh they serve hugemongous burgers), the magaritas was good. The environment at Blooie's is very relaxed. We all enjoyed dinner, though it's a small group of us.

We then adjourned over to Butter Factory to get buttered. Out comes the peanut butter shots & that bottle of vodka. Vicious liquids down the throat. It's been some time since the girls all came out and partied.

But being the girlies we know them to be, they called it a night by 130am. Angie, Jeannie & Me then trotted our princess butts to Zouk to continue our partying... where we met a few more friends...

The next i remembered the time to be was when my head hit my pillow... it was 4am. Yawnz... goodnight people.

And Angie... Happy Birthday!

Desaru Beach ...

Eve @ Desaru Beach
Originally uploaded by daftbitch.

It's a bit of a blast heading to Desaru... out of sheer spontaneity. Thanks & Cheers to the invite of Alan, my wakeboard instructor. The invite came in at abt 6ish pm on a thursday evening. And you know what... we took it, at that very instant. When i got home on thursday evening, i wondered whether i can truly take fridays off work. I decided to not think too much and just go off.

Headed off real early on friday morning, along with Angie. I had so much fun, though i am really sunburnt now. I met a whole bunch of surfers, some of them pros from HK. It was awesome. The guys managed to surf a little. The surf isn't what i'm used to out in California. The set is too small, making the amount of time to really surf very short. It's also not tall enough. The water is a lil' rough. But still awesome fun. The sun was shining. I am closer to my elements : sun, water... & fun.

The bunch of the dudes that went with us to Desaru were just spontaneous and crazy. We ended up going to Velvet to party on the night. Of course, we got a lil' high from the drinks due to the lack of sleep. And our crazy near 24 hrs of staying awake.... kept us real buzzed. My skin, freshly baked, started to hurt by then. My eyelids have started to feel really heavy. That was my cue to wave bye to the guys and to head on home. It was near 5am Saturday Morning when my head hit the pillow, remembering barely 24 hours ago when i just woke up to head to Desaru.

I have uploaded the pics on my flickr. So check em' out.

Moments in the lift...

The lift is an interesting place to eavesdrop on another's conversation, even if you didn't mean it. There's space constraint. At between lunch hours, and tea hours, it's jam packed. The lift is a means / way out to the outside life for people stuck in skyscrapers and concrete jungle, to take a breather or strike up a huge breath of fresh air.

Funny incident happened when i was out on job.
Three guys stepped into the lift, when it's almost full. The lift wobbled. I hear sniggles.
Guy A says to Guy B, while poking to his tummy : Dude this caused the lift to wobble.
Guy B shook his head and said : hell no...
Guy A look at Guy C, while poking Guy C's tummy : Yours prolly did us in. It's bigger than B's.
Guy B nodded his head. There was lil' giggles by the ladies in the lift

Sometimes you hear the most interesting stories in the lift...

Noel's Birthday (kinda) @ Mambo

Noel, Eve, Angie & Jeannie
Originally uploaded by daftbitch.

Happy Birthday Noel.

And to the rest of the readers, yes we know very well we're like a bunch of old fogies at zouk's infamous wednesday night. Strolling through the main hall of zouk right onto the packed floors of Phuture, you spot tons of cuties, albeit barely legal and def not our types. We had a good laugh, cos we're not there for the boys. We're there to be together, spend some gf kinda time. It's always fun with the girls. It never disappoints. Hahaha, we still had such fun, chit chatting among ourselves, drinking a lil', jivin' and singin' a lil. Pretty good for mid-week post-work drinks.

Good night you all...
till the next night...

Elmer's Wedding

Elmer's Wedding
Originally uploaded by daftbitch.

One word : Fun. It's also a gathering for the rest of the boys... & all to really bond together. I don't think any of us dare say the wedding wasn't fun. We drank, wine & dine on the 69th floor of a particular building in Singapore.
The view was breathtaking. The food was good. The wine tasted good.

And of cos, i have tons of pictures on my flickr to remember this night.
The pictures turned out quite beautifully.
A lot of us agreed this is just fantastic... our group dynamics is awesome.

Congrats to Elmer... & wifey.

BBQ that rawks...

BBQ
Originally uploaded by daftbitch.

Yep the dudes decided to have a bbq on a Saturday evening. Omg, it was so fun. We had a full house. Everyone who's our lunch mates are invited. Hahaha, it was a blast. Hard to forget for a long time to come.

Have you ever seen a bbq with a long table as though this was a sit down dinner?
Have you ever had a party house with a pool table & swimming pool?

Obviously mix it all up with alcohol and these guys are wild. It was good for us to bond and laugh over the food and drinks. and games of 5-10, pool table, and randomly stripping to jump into the pool while enjoying a drink.

This bbq rawks. We should do it again.
It's amazing how the group has bonded together and came about, and still going strong.
Yep, i love you guys... despite me always being the butt of your jokes.

One of those random nights....at Bala

One of those random nights....
Originally uploaded by daftbitch.

So it's the end of the week. We decided to hit Bala for some drinks...

Bala's known for its sleazebags & lousy pick-up lines from random dudes. The crowd is made up of expats, oily people, and the banking people. Half the place is made up of bankers, i can tell you that. The only reason i'm there is for my boys. None of us are bankers nor oily people nor expat. My boys who are incredibly funny, who go there to walk around and ogle at women, who gets pickup by the wrong kinda women (ok, sorry that's like really funny, the uglies, the oldies), who digs live music, who drinks a load of beer, who drinks red wine despite numerous reminders that if it spills, it's gonna be nasty, and who never fails to keep me on my toes by their constant bitching and taking a dig at me.

For my boys, i am sorry. The more you hate me to blog, the more likely you're making the pages.

Happy Halloween... i guess

Happy Halloween... i guess
Originally uploaded by daftbitch.

It's the end of the month. Halloween. But it's a tuesday, a workday. Instead of donning a freaky costume, here i am at HSBC looking for moolahz to pay off my bills. Sighzzz... work. money. shopping. money. bills. money.

Happy Halloween People...

Jeanie's Birthday....

Yep. Again the birthdays... it's always nice to see the girls. Chillout over dinner.. and complete bitching session without the bfs. It was the usual group of us... with Alan, of cos, the only male bodyguard around. The rest of the bfs are busy with their own stuff or non-existent. So dinner at Sun at Chijmes followed by drinks @ Loof. That place is hot, like physically feeling the heat rolling down your back. Ewwwww... but still hanging with the girls is always uber fun.

Jeanie, happy birthday, we love you.
Yes, she has emmy winning performances. Please check out the flickr set for those. And she's incredibly funny. Thus the reason why we love her so much, cos of her auntie antics.

Please stay tuned for a longer post. I'm tired and need sleep

Public Hols & a sick me...

Public Hols & a sick me...
Originally uploaded by daftbitch.

I'm sick... but that doesn't mean i stop whatever i'm doing, and just lay in bed the entire day. Come this friday, i'll be sick for a good two weeks. I decided to just head out for a short movie & coffee break. I've been cooped at home in bed for days. Angie, Mr. E and me headed to town to catch DOA : Dead or Alive in town. It was an ok and mindless movie, particularly good for my brain which doesn't seem to be clicking.

I am suffering from a constant high. I'm very drugged out. I was standing in the shower just now, and just thought about everything while humming Chasing Cars by Snow Patrol. The drug probably moved my mind to a semi-trance state. I watch the scenes of my life flash me by, while i just hummed the song. Life changes so drastically within hours, days, months. Sigh..
A workday is coming. Another three working days this week.
Hmmm... time is flying too soon.
Sigh....

Mike & Mae ... finally married...

Mike & Mae
Originally uploaded by daftbitch.

Yep, they got married. It's so sweet. Purdue University. 7 years of together. Some time apart. A dog named Marvin. One from Singapore, the other from Malaysia. Together. It's just so sweet.

Weddings are a beautiful thing. Even more so when your friends get married. Mike's a very close friend of mine, from Purdue. He's my chauffeur, my friend, and of cos my brother. Now he's married. I will youtube a video which i did for their wedding shortly. But this is really beautiful.

Awwwwww......
Dear Mike, congrats & have fun in Italy...

Shopping amidst illness

Shopping amidst illness
Originally uploaded by daftbitch.

I was very drugged out, coughing & sneezing. Yet i went to Vivo City today, to check out just how magnificent the place is. You know what, I am not very impressed. I love Pull & Bear, Forever 21 and Topshop. But that's it. I can get those in Orchard. Even Gap is opening in Orchard for crying out loud. There must be a unique store which i will buy something off, to justify me driving all the way there.

What i love from the trip is the dressing room at Pull & Bear. The lighting was just so perfect for the picture. Had to take it. Ooh...

Ok it's official. I'm very drugged.
Lesson Learnt : Never bring Eve, who's drugged out, to any dressing rooms. She can get a bit crazy.

under the weather

under the weather
Originally uploaded by daftbitch.

I kid you not. I'm sick again. Blame the haze. The PSI at 4pm was a
good 130. Now at 6pm, it's 128. Not too good. It's reached unhealthy
levels.

Friends were saying i'm a lil' feisty today, but one guy nailed it.
He said i'm afterall a girl. And all girls love to manja the minute
they fall sick. Boo Hoo.... i ish sick. come come... hug me...

haze-filled week

me
Originally uploaded by daftbitch.

Yep, the haze has been hitting out big time in Singapore. I wasn't here when the haze got really bad in 97. But for the 1st time, i experienced really bad haze. It's almost as if it's fog, except the weather doesn't feel wet, and you're coughing you way through it.

I should get a picture of the bad haze soon.

Night out with the boys

Night out with the boys
Originally uploaded by daftbitch.

Yep... this happened during one of the night out with the boys. Omg, never ever let a bunch of drunk dudes get near rubber. Yep, that is what you think it is.

I nearly died laughing.

one of those days....

I had one of those days today, where

1. i took three hours to complete my proposals... all 7 of them.
2. 15 minutes before lunchtime, a potential client calls and halt the starving me from reaching out for food
3. i went to lunch... and overordered...
4. i had a caffe latte and didn't have a headache... YIPPEEEE! i'm allergic to coffee.
5. i'm the last to leave office. As i slammed the door shut, i looked at my hand. *gasp* i brought the aircon remote along with me. dammit. On my other hand was my mobile. I walked down, only to see Angie laughing at the remote control on my hand.
6. i had brilliant thai food along purvis street
7. i went for ice milo
8. i came home before 11
9. alexie told me to try switching on my home aircon with my office remote
10. i tried it and failed... right, they're different brands. DOH!

I know i'm cute like that....

Birthday Dinner

BIRTHDAY
Originally uploaded by daftbitch.

We all know the queen celebrates birthday for a month. So like in all good tradition, i celebrate mine for the entire month. Yes, it's way past my birthday, but who cares.

So the girls came over for dinner. For the very 1st time, we had everyone. Not one person was missing. Ok, some are missing, but that's cos they're newly inducted members. But back to the story, we had popiah party. I know it sounds weird, and way off. But popiah is almost a social activity. You get a bunch of ingredients and you sit around, DIY your own popiah. So it's a long affair.

After which, we went to MOS. Some of them haven't been there before. I became their tour guide. We went shutter-crazy. Like duh... we always do. It's amazing. Ok, i had a few pictures in the front, but thereafter i was sloshed. Let's just say i'll never ever ever have tequila ever ever again. It's just awful, yuck, disgusting. I'm the birthday girl, so anything goes. So quit bitching / laughing / pointing fingers at me about me being drunk. :P

So now, Let's just wait till 20th October for yet another round.

What happens when you know Eve?

She's brutal.
She's cold.
She's just plain evil.

Excerpt from conversation with Ben :
Ben : miss you too, have you had your dinner?
Me : Miss me?
Me : WTF?
Ben scrambles off and tells me to ignore the message.
You know something, Ben..... i ain't gonna ignore it.

Reason why everyone loves Eve
1) She's gorgeous
2) She's evil.
3) She's Brutal
4) She's cool.
5) you know she means what she says.

Hahaha, enjoy this, Ben.
Oh yes, i miss you too

Dave's Big BBQ Party

Dave's Big BBQ Party
Originally uploaded by daftbitch.

Saturday evening was spent at Dave's big bbq party. He's in no doubt one of the best bbq organizers. There were pork ribs, stingrays, jumbo huge prawns, sausages, chicken wings... and skewered chicken ala yakitori. Through & through, the food was well marinated and definitely yummy.

I had fun. The pool beside the bbq pit was totally nice. I can soak my feet to the jets. The only bummer is i burnt my thumb. Yes, it looks as though i am now the ambassador for plasters. Overall, I enjoyed the night, met some new people. We had a really small bunch of people around. Dave's family is super friendly. And you know what... i nearly forgot : HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAVE. You know we love you.

Check out my flickr.

Hong Kong Birthday Escape...

me in Mongkok
Originally uploaded by daftbitch.

I seized the chance to fly off to Hong Kong for a brief escapade. It was a brief four days. Frankly, i don't fancy holidays to anywhere other than back to US, cos i never have adequate sleep. It's always walking walking walking. I much more fancy a hols somewhere on the beach, when i can just walk around in shorts & bikini, though i really have to work out to get a much better leaner bod.

So back to Hong Kong. We had a full four days. The first of which spent in Shenzhen. And then off to Hong Kong to shop up a storm. Well i didn't exactly get a lot of stuff. I did get a pair of heels, a pair of boots, 3 tops, and a skirt. Hmm, and a couple of bags. Not a lot, considering i have heard people coming back with oversized or overweight baggages.

Maybe i just have too much stuff. I do like the style of the people of Hong Kong ( are they Hongkie? or Hong Kongers? I think it's the latter). Sneakers are their choice of footwear, and they have a lot of vintage nikes and adidas, and tons of converse shoes. it's very street very comfy, and i love it.

The food is my kinda stuff. Very light. Instant noodles with either spam, eggs or ham. Your choice. And of course, coke with slices of lemon... or even the amount of herbal tea. There's a herbal tea stall almost every street. I also had some lamb ribs. Hmmm.. dim sum. Oh, and there's this fantabulous dessert stall in Tsim Sha Tsui called Sweet Dynasty. The food was just absolutely yummy : the glutinous dumpling, the tang yuen, the almond paste. I don't quite like the ice kachang kinda stuff. But dig the cantonese style of dessert of almond / sesame paste.

Of course i got back to Singapore, very tired. And went back to work the next day. And i'm still sick. It's been a week. Sigh...

Oh thanks for the birthday wishes and sms-es. I ishhhh very touched. But now to sleep off my cold / sore throat and dry eyes. sigh...

Back...

It's been some days since my birthday. This year it's toned down, except peppered with tons of shopping. I haven't quite gotten to unpacking. Maybe i will.

Dear Ben, i will upload pics and a full run-through of my escape from my own birthday celebrations... as soon as i find my frigging k*%#*$%^& sync cable for the camera.

Oh side note : i got the new ipod nano in pink. it's cute. it's smaller than my mobile phone.

very lovely...

I got home today, and turned on the tv to Channel U. And it was showing "Save your last dance" a korean drama serial encompassing the lovelife of these two lovers. Storyline : Guy loses memory, Guy meets girl. Guy regains memory. Guy forgets girl. Girl gets upset. Girl gets lost. Girl tries to help guy recalls memory, but failed. When guy falls in love with the girl again, the girl is dating his enemy. Cliche... yes i know.

But you know what. The music is quite soothing. I can be sappy sometimes, can't i? or you guys just can't deal with it?

My Melody & Me...

Bangkok Trip
Originally uploaded by daftbitch.

So tons of people have been asking what i've been feeling.
You know what... i never felt better.
Decisions are made much easier, with ease.
I decided to walk away. Walking away helps.
I finally uploaded pics from my trip to Bangkok, including pix of fishy fishes at the Siam Sea World.

And for Ben, this is a bag i managed to get while shoppin ard Bangkok.
Cute eh? Do you want a cycling outfit based on this design?

:) and now... let's just pray the week ahead gets better.

Of life & such.

I don't know what to write as the title of my post.
I only know right now, i feel a void.
Perhaps i asked for it, by loudly exclaiming i don't want it, for i might leave.
Perhaps i should have just kept my mouth shut.
Perhaps Perhaps Perhaps.
Do i really want to be with the people?
I thought about it & felt "No".
I looked around me, i don't feel the warmth.
The coldness surrounds me.
No longer i see the familiarity & closeness.
What i do feel is this sense of betrayal & distrust.
All around me feels strange.
My mouth can't speak the words of before.
What breeds now is this sense of fear to speak before me.
Contribution of my kindness has not been met.
My love has not been spread.
Such perils of life.
Maybe i should go.
Maybe i should stay.
I lost hope. Hope in mankind.

chocolate martini, soju & baileys...

It's Saturday morning. I just got home, after celebrating Wang's birthday. No pics, i didn't bring my camera out. We started off with Happy Hour @ Morton's @ 5pm to 7pm. The infamous steak sandwiches along with the kick-butt apple martinis & chocolate martinis. Divine plus fattening. It's been some time since i hung with the boys & the girls ... my drinking group who never fails to make me laugh until my socks get knocked off. We drank till close to 8pm. We prolly had at least 30 among the ten of us.

As if the steak sandwiches' not enough. We went off to korean bbq. I have never seen that much food on a table. Err actually i have. But the guys are funny. Soju soju soju soju soju Soju SOJU! Yes, seven bottles, plus a bottle of complimentary raspberry wine. This could only spell madness. And it's not even 10pm yet.

We continued the night by trottering down to Esmi, otherwise known as HOME GROUND. More alcohol... i stuck to my baileys. Of cos i got made to down two tequila rose. But that's cool. I still managed to drive Wang home. Hahahah

It's been a good night. And now goodnight to one & all. I love you guys...

Break...

I went to Bangkok last weekend for a quik getaway. I did buy some stuff. Mainly retro dresses etc. But it's surprising that despite the fashion being really low-priced & looks absolutely hot, that i only hauled home like 3 dresses, 3 tops, and a pair of shoes, couple of bags. I am so proud of myself.

Been swarmed with work upon return. I don't even have time to catch up on my old work. This is just too good to be true. Well, more work = more moolahz. No?!?! Yes ?!?!!! Definitely.

The song that i've been humming these days. Perhaps it reasonates with how i feel right now.
It's Over My Head (Cable Car) by The Frays.
"I never knew
I never knew that everything was falling through
That everyone I knew was waiting on a queue
To turn and run when all I needed was the truth
But that's how it's got to be
It's coming down to nothing more than apathy
I'd rather run the other way than stay and see
The smoke and who's still standing when it clears"

Snow Patrol-Chasing Cars

There are many versions of music videos to this song. You could youtube it, and prolly find renditions, lil' snippets of fellow youtubers' life to the tune of Chasing Cars by Snow Patrol.

I wish i can make a pix montage of it. However, i haven't gotten over my absolute fear of lying down on dirty floors. At least not in Bangkok over the last weekend.

Enjoy the vid. I love it.

Chasing Cars (Grey's Anatomy Version)

Have you ever heard this song?
It's so sad and slow. But very nice. Combine this with Grey's Anatomy. I heart Grey's Anatomy.

pimpin...

He didn't quite believe i will "pimp" him. So here goes.

Name : Lexie Cool Beans
Age : 29
Job : As he likes to sing it "i'm a gigolo, spending lots of dough..."

Quote :
"adventurous in more ways than you can imajin,
seeking yummy mummies so as to shower oodles of love
...loves a great adventure anytime... from the far east out to the coasts"

Interested? I am sure he'll swing both ways....
Please contact Madame Le Daftbitch for more info, or leave a comment to how my new gigolo looks .... should i promote him or dump him?

Beautiful things to remember by.

Just received the pictures from Mrs Nicholas Loke. It seemed just yesterday that Nick (far left) and Suet (standing next to me) are schoolmates of mine who were dating then. Fast forward to seven / eight years down the road, and having lost contact with them during the past few years that they're in US while i'm back in Singapore, they got married : Mr & Mrs Loke. I got invited to their wedding dinner in Singapore.

Next to get married is Mike & Mae, also in the same picture, at end of this year. Ooh, and i get to be their lil' helper. I can't wait to see what a blast that's going to happen.

More pictures on my flickr set.

emergency vehicles & the use of public roads

How often do we see emergency vehicles being blocked by cars on the freeway? How often do we see cars tailgating emergency vehicles? I am once guilty of such move, but in the end thought of it being all too silly.

Do we ever realize the person in the ambulance might die due to that 30 second delay? Do we ever realize that the fire can grow to a huge fire that will wipe out that whole flat in 30 seconds? Do we even realize that the someone involved in the accident need that fire engine to exterminate that fire, and 30 seconds will save their life?

No, i think human are just selfish. Rules & Laws have to be made to alter that school of selfish thoughts. I love how US has that regulation: No vehicle can follow that ambulance or police vehicle or fire engine...for a distance.

I am afraid to say this but there are some ugly drivers out there. These ugly drivers also hog the road to watch the Singapore Fireworks Festival. Go read the papers, and you'll see articles of ugly drivers and of cos ugly pedestrians who do not care about road safety and crossing blindly.

At this rate the ugly people are going, soon we'll have more laws restricting ugly people to own vehicles and the privilege of viewing the fireworks.

Vandal in Bedok, Singapore

In the vicinity around Bedok, Singapore, a businessman was caught on film by a private investigator, for scratching the PI's SUV. Get this... the businessman is the owner of a landed property, and drives around in a merc. The rich can also be silly people. Video is available on Stomp! to see how absolutely ridiculous the businessman's retort to scatching the car is.

He claimed that it's because the PI has parked the car illegally, and then adding on excuses like The car doesn't belong to the neighborhood. Does that reason gives you the right to scratch other people's car?

Remember Michael Fay's case from a few years back? Yes, the American that got caned for vandalising cars in Singapore. The case that put Singapore on the map. I had friends while in America, who will always remember Singapore as the vandal-free country, eventhough they felt the caning was overwhelming.

Now this man here, a Singaporean, is going to be let off under mischief, carrying a penalty of fine and jailtime only, sans the caning. What is this? Isn't the Michael Fay's case supposed to set precedence over vandalism? This is too ludicrous. It's just paving way to more vandalism cases.

I suggest someone out there to start a petition to cane the guy.
It's like if someone scratches my car, i can't punch the guy, as under the eyes of law, assault takes a higher penalty like huge fine and jail of three to five years. Now scratching someone's car is mischief, carrying a maximum of two years' jail. I have to report the guy, let him get jailed for two years... and let him claim that the S$ 5800 bucks to respray paint my brand new car is too much. So what is too much?

Too much is when the guy who scratches my car gets fine and jailtime of up to two years ONLY. CANE THE GUY, just like we did to Michael Fay. It's vandalism, not mischief.

Last Night A DJ Saved My Life

It was the night of DJ Shadow @ Zouk. The legendary hip hop dj. I'm a huge fan of hip hop since i moved to US. But you know what? I was ready to give it up, seeing the crowds outside Zouk. And give up i did! I went home, and slept before 3am. So the dj saved my life, by giving me extra snooze and beauty sleep.

Woke up on Sunday... and while on my way out, saw a bunch of cars. All nicely parked together. heh heh.. being the car slut, i decided to take a picture. My neighbour was also shocked that three would park together. So here's a peek.



It's National Day week... Wear RED.

il mare & the lake house...

Before any of you guys start whining, the story is really great. I like it. It's touching, and of cos, i know it's girly. It starred Keanu Reeves and Sandra Bullocks. I remember one friend remarking it's like Speed 3; Speed & Speed 2 are flops, this has gotta be a flop too. Nope, i like it. The story is just refreshingly nice, though il mare (the korean version) is slightly nicer. I need english words, as compared to korean language which i understand nothing of. Anyway to sidetrack a little, i saw a bunch of RI boys watching it and discussing about the movie thereafter. Dude, how weird!

The Lake House is like an infinite cycle of this love story. How can you love someone you have never met... this was the question lingering on my mind as i walked out of the theatre. I suppose modern day context would be sms, email or chatrooms, even friendster groups to find someone you can relate so much to. Sometimes those exchange of messages lead to love. But in the story of Il Mare or Lake House, it's like an infinite wait. Exchange of notes come in the form of a mailbox. It all seemed too surreal and bizarre. However, love finds itself in its own funny ways, even if you have not met the person before.

Now that brings me to think of one song : I knew i loved you by Savage Garden.

the mother of all backaches...

I am suffering from the mother of all backaches. Yes, a backache. And before you guys jump into the whole loving mode, you can dream on... it's not that. I am guessing it's due to my work which requires me to move heavy boxes or work. I can't figure out what else.

I have this nasty ache down my shoulder blades which stretches all the way to the back of my neck. And that, in turn, gives me a headache, for a week. I did go to get a massage. hopefully it's getting better.

Till then, i need more rest...

Introducing Ah Goose...

Introducing Ah Goose...
Originally uploaded by daftbitch.

This is ah goose... the IntegraSg group's poster boy. Hi Goose, if you're seeing this... and you're now famous. Doubly famous!
Heh heh...

shelf life & expiry dates...

I had the opportunity over the past week to hang around my friends. Oh, before i forget, Congrats Nick & Suet in your holy matrimony and being one : Mr & Mrs Nicholas Loke. Your wedding dinner also doubled as a splendid catch up dinner for the Purdue alums. It was very nice to sit there and chat about what school life was. Incidents quoted : how i am the only Chinese girl some guys ever known who do not know how to use chopsticks, and i claim to be very "angmoh" in my ways, the term "angmoh" lian and me were so tight, that it's now a label. Over that dinner, i realized that everyone around me is now approaching the "marriageable age", as they claim. Of cos, they decided to ask the lil' one : me ... the million dollar question WHEN IS YOUR TURN?

Dating is a vicious cycle. You date, you get committed, you're expected to get married once you reach the expiry date. What exactly is expiry date? Apparently, the men never do have an expiry date. It's the women, or so they say. They expect women to get married by the time they hit late 20s, preferably before 30. When i said i shelf my marriage plans to make way for my intention to further school, my friends scoffed at my idea. My group of friends are made up of mostly men. The general lot feels i should just settle down, get married and pop some babies. I, on the other hand, wants to finish school, find a better job and be able to buy my own stuff, and to fulfill my 30 things to do before i turn 30.

I wonder if the women ever gets to be what they want to be, and not live by the societal norms of getting married before they turn 30. To the elderly, it paves way for childbirth, child rearing and every other thing revolved around a lil' baby. Well... that can wait.

For now, it's 30 things before i turn 30. And one of the items is to buy my very own evo.

Say Something Say Something

This is Mariah's new vid for the song Say Something with Pharrell Williams + Snoop.
The only reason i like it : LOUIS VUITTON
Who can resist the bags and shoes and clothes and the store featured in the vid?
It's shot in Paris. I so wanna go to Paris again. I love that city. I barely walked the city and got to enjoy it when i went there like years ago. It's my kinda place.

For now, Enjoy the video... and get her cd. Mariah's got tons of hits on Emanicipation of Mimi album.

think...

I like long drives along the freeway, heading home after clubs, listening to more slower tunes. It's extremely relaxing. I got into my car after drinks at Balaclava and Zouk, sans my sister as she wants to hang out more with her friends at zouk. Switched on Class 95 and what do i hear? A very soulful rendition of Yellow by Tanya Chua. I started singing along to it. I have always loved Coldplay's rendition but Tanya didn't disappoint. I got into a daze and thought about everything under the sun. Songs always remind me of a significant event : the time, the date, the episode, and the people involved.

From "yellow", I pop my cd and it went onto a string of other songs : Collide by Howie Day (All time fave), BeWitU by PCD, For My Babies by Simply Red, and of course Goodbye My Lover by James Blunt. People who said that sad people shouldn't listen to sad songs is so true. At that moment, i felt alone. And i just so much yearn for a hug from a loved one, or a friend. But i know at the bottom of my heart, i have people who love me.... As the songs die down, that Beep from my cell phone reminding me of a friend being concerned is there. Once again, i smile and felt like the luckiest chick in the world. :)

Go kart.

the go karters
Originally uploaded by daftbitch.

Twas a rainy day on Sunday. So of cos, being crazy, i decided to go-kart in the rain again. Now that isn't surprising. I went with the bunch of Integra.Sg dudes this time round. My gawd, we had fun. Afterall, go kart is more about body weight... and how one manipulates that lil' piece of machinery around that tiny track.

I haven't had much practise but felt i did surprisingly alright. I think i'm addicted to driving and speed. Help me !

You gotta see the set of pictures on flickr.
Hilarious, i'm telling you. A bunch of men in yellow suits. I went agst that fashion faux pas, and opted for the wind breaker and my own pair of three-quarts. Heh heh... And PINK CROCS.

Just a lil' confession

I adore Paris Hilton's new song : Stars are Blind.

I have also come to an understanding. People do not need talent to have a hit, they need a good song writer / composer and great PR team.
I need those...

*Eve hums Even though the gods are crazy, even the stars are blind, if you show me real love baby, i'll show you mine.....*

Justina's Birthday

group pic...
Originally uploaded by daftbitch.

We just passed Justina's birthday. Happy Birthday chick!
So much awaited pictures.
Here they are.

Check out the photoset at Flickr.

Road Trip & the 1st weekend without mom & sis

Sometimes, people need to let go. I got "buttered"* on Friday night and went off to Zouk with Jeannie and my good ol' friend Wenxiong. buttered* is a term a friend came up with ... which meant we headed down to butter factory. The night went alright. We'll have more drinks to come. I got home, barely got rested... and then went on this whirlwind 300km plus roadtrip to KL, with Angie.

I suspect i'm nuts. I slept barely an hour while she drove, and having to drive for the 2nd leg of the roadtrip. It's wild, crazy and you know what... i love it. I love being unconventional. That's me. Of course, in KL, i shopped like crazy. Mostly the usual stuff i enjoy : shoes ... shoes... shoes. I had fun at The Loft in KL. Nice place, but i seemed to realized the bars in KL doesn't play the usual stuff i'm used to. Or maybe i'm going to the wrong places. Can someone tell me where i should go?

I got back on Sunday evening, and rushed to meet my friends at Siglap. While we sit there, we decide

Oh an interesting anecdote:
Angie commented to me that she finally understands why girls totally hate me, while we were driving back to Singapore.
Reason : I'm obnoxious. I'm unafraid of being myself, strutting around in berms & tees, and just screaming my head off. Of course, it takes effort to be the "uncut" princess within like a diamond waiting to be discovered underneath the rocks. And at the end of the day, i don't really care what people thinks of the uncouth impolite spoilt bratty me. You know what...I love being me

sporty me

Ben just told me my soccer post was a bit off. He's a lil' thrown off with the sporty side of me. Then again, i see that as questioning my knowledge of football. Well, in fact, i don't really know. I only know i am born in Singapore, grew up in Singapore & SoCal, so of cos, innately i am very Singaporean-ish and heartlander, thus punting is in our blood. 4D, toto, big sweep... and now football. Woohoo...

I may not be a sports freak. In fact, i don't like team sports a whole lot. I love individualistic sports like running, or swimming. Funny thing is during school days, i do better in relay teams. So now individualistic sports does it for me : swimming or running ... or driving.

I just came back from KL from trackday. It's been fun. I am starting to enjoy track driving way too much, and learning to overcome that fear of taking turns much faster. I did a mini fishtail that left me shocked. Yep, after that i held back. I smoked my brakes. But they're stock standard, so who knows. It may just pave the way to better things ahead. I got off to a rough start in the morning, driving that awful coupla hours up to Sepang. Feeling extremely grouchy, in the morning of cos. i've got pikchers to prove for them. You can't help that feeling, cos you had barely 2-3 hours of sleep and then driving with extreme care & caution on the road. Being the only chick that's driving, of course, the guys were sniggering. A friend told me my outfit is so not FIA approved. You know what? I don't care. The track's too hot for me to wanna put on teeshirt and stuff. Keyword : skimpy. The outfit worked out well, since i saw the guys sweating buckets. Nonetheless, I had so much fun, but it seems i might have to skip the next trackday. Argh... drive me nuts. I need my rush...

I did have fun, hanging around my friends... and of course, laughing over silly things. And of course, with my sis. And definitely, my ride...

World Cup Season...

World Cup season. A month long of festivities that rolls around once every four years. It can only result in a huge group of soccer widows* or a bunch of guys who get so bored cos the rest of their male buddies are all into soccer.

Soccer is commonly known as football, local (Singapore) lingo. I started watching football when i was in Secondary School. I stopped watching football, when i moved to US to complete my college education. It was then football took on a whole different meaning. To some, it's just the same bunch of guys dressed up in their suits lined with padding to cushion the tackling, hurling a ball. No goal keeper. Just run, yards and yards, without anyone hitting you down. It's almost like the Kiwis' rugby. But of cos the Kiwis will disagree.

Now i'm in Singapore. Football has become the once-familiar term again. 11 men on a team, two teams running after a black & white ball, with a goal keeper being the only one able to touch the ball with his hand. Yea well, go figure. I don't think i will want to be a soccer widow*. The term Soccer Widow was coined by the media and of cos, the general masses. It is to describe women who are deserted by their boyfriends or husbands or other halves for football. No way am i going to sit there being deserted by any boy for the sake of soccer. Of course, there are the guys who get deserted by their girls so the girls can watch football. I think the camaderie whereby you don't need words to pact together. There's an ad on tv that describes that. Football brings the world together.

Football season is here. So whatcha waiting for? Get off your seats and start watching.

Happy Birthday to the Gemini babies...

1stly , Happy Birthday to Dennis... who gave a puking performance at Eastside. heh heh !

And 2ndly , to my dearest Kimbo, Yul Gin, Stefan, June and Jolene. It was fun at esmi, and of cos, watching the kick off match of the world cup. More matches to come....See you guys again soon.

Singapore Business School versus. The rest of the world

Amidst the furor of the slew of advertisments by foreign agencies hired by Singapore's very own National University of Singapore (NUS), about Singapore Business School, i can't help but provide my two cents worth. By now, i am sure everyone has seen the ads.

The power of advertising is that phenomenal. You have to give credit to the brains behind the ads. Afterall, it provided a talking point among a bunch of Singaporeans. They get talked about via tv (through their ads), through papers (i vaguely recall The Straits Times wrote about the chuckles and dismay over the ads), through blogs (you can find a lot of them at tomorrow.sg), through podcasts (the infamous Mr Brown show). The ad company were pushing for airtime they have paid for, and in return they are widely talked about. That is the power of media. And with that, there's an increased in exposure for the ad as well as NUS / Singapore Business School.

I've been thinking about where i should do my MBA for some time. I've considered the common US Universities like Stanford, Berkeley, UChicago, Northwestern, Upenn, etc. Or even back to my alma mater : Purdue. Or even back closer to home : UCLA or SC.

I've moved back to Singapore for about five years. I still consider US very much where my home is. But so does Singapore. And you know what... because of the coverage of the media, i have sat up to think, and maybe i will consider Singapore Business School. Afterall, it's Top 30 for their Executive MBA programs. I can stick with everyone i love back in Singapore, while finishing up school. Besides, comparatively, the expenses are like almost a quarter or one-fifth of the fees i will have to pay back in LA.

I guess i'll have to decide...

What can i offer?

I got tomorrow-ed for that Pragmatism post. And of cos, with the post comes trackbacks and of cos the voices of both the male & female population. A lot of which prompted me to wonder what i can offer. So let's see, i'll start listing them now :

• Cook
  
• Clean
• Sew
• Bakes a mean set of chocolate chip cookies
• Smart, Intelligent, Witty, learning very well to keep quiet when by her man
• Demure, gentle, kind
• Great care giver to the elderly and kids.
  

The list could go on & on. But that is just not me. I don't have any of the virtues / characteristics / criteria as above. I agree with the readers & people who commented that this is a two way street. To the ones who love me, i may be priceless. To the rest of the world, superficial me is just the b***h that you would love to hate.

I believe i can't offer much to those who knows me superficially, but a lot more to those that i am close to. I do think i am the absolute best gal pal any guy can have. I am direct, blunt, pragmatic (the magic word!?!), but yet i still hold that girly sense that i know girls can really have a whole spectrum of mood swings. I am an absolute b***h for highlighting what i believe would be the truth. I am also selective to what kind of friends i have, i am also snotty & bratty. But i am sure my family, friends & clients should know me better.

So what can i offer to my other half? Let's just say, he would agree it's worth more than any amount of money can buy.

Choosing life partners

I realized that time has really flown greatly. I am no longer the 18 year old that i can claim. My friends are getting married; my relatives are getting married. I've been attending wedding dinners for three weekends in a row. Gawd! Is it a sign that i should get married too?

Another sign came when a close friend sent me an sms regards to pragmatism and love. I have always been a very pragmatic person; realism over the undefinable things in life such as love. Between love & bread, of cos it would be nice to have a balance. I have always felt women are generally a materialistic bunch, me included. And never once looked at men being materialistic. I don't think i am materialistic, i think i'm being realistic. All i want is a roof over my head ( a real roof, not just an ordinary ceiling with neighbors trottering their feet & drilling their walls at 9am on a saturday morning), a car (let's just say i can't drive a Kia), and of course, my handbags & shoes. Am i unrealistic to ask for a man who can pay the expenses of my kids & my roof? I can jolly well pay for my car & my fashion garbs. But the ideal is spending more time with my kids, than to go out and work. Isn't that what men would want their women to do?

Oh, we do have to stop at the line of the whole Male Chauvinist Pig, versus the Feminist. I don't deny i am feminist... and my theme song is prolly "Independent Women". I dislike having to follow through rules set forth by men of their ladies. Like duh?!? I too have earning power, why should i subject to the fact that you want me to keep mum over your requests of scrub the bathroom floors or following your mom to the market? Then again, some friends would think the song "Gold Digger" works way better for me.

Whatever the case is, i am realistic. But men... should never be. So how do men search for the one? Is it out of sheer attraction? Physical attraction? Emotional attraction? It has been brought to my attention that more and more men out there are choosing their brides based on their earning power and willingness to contribute to the household income. Well, that's something new to me. Totally blasted my Traditional view of a family (men pay, we take care of kids ideology) out of the window. I have always thought they would choose someone they are happy with, regardless of the girl's background. I know, certain pre-req must be met, like equal or lower educational background, doesn't do drugs or drink abusively, doesn't abuse husbands (i am guilty of being abusive to my other half. heheheh). But i guess i was wrong when someone told me otherwise that it just doesn't mean you make me laugh the hardest equate to me wanting to marry you, there's a lot more.

A friend told me he has two choices between two girls. Yes he loves both chicks, what a slut he is. Ok, moving along, it's between someone who makes a "perfect wife", has a stable career and job, will do most stuff for him, and then another one who's more offbeat, down to earth yet atas (high class, for those who don't know), street smart, energetic and initiate stuff. That is just heaven & earth comparison, to him that is. And he doesn't know where to start. Who does he turn to? The pragmatic slut me. That term was coined by him for me, cos i'm so realistic about everything. I always thought the term of financial stability doesn't work for most men. They all want a trophy wife. The wife that is sweet to the parents, yet a wild child when with them. Nothing of a financial sort. So when more of my friends told me yes they want to look for someone who's more financially independent, i sat there stunned and dumbfounded. Money Money Money. Not just that, the wife has to be hot. This is the time that calls me to scream " SIMI SAI... ai lui ma ai hot... SIMI SAI". Oh did i also forget to mention polishness is a must? No swearing, being an absolutely darling to his family & friends. Throw in a good cook & cleans the house, without even bitching a bit. Goodness, how the hell am i going to meet up to the requirements set forth by men these days?

Ohhh ... so much for my happy ending.
Do they even have as much of what women want, to begin with? Hmmm, notes to ponder.

Anyone with alternate views?