Chow Chow Is Super Uber Duper Cute!

Here's a birthday picture from last year:

The chow is known for having a strong personality and will of iron and does not appreciate too much attention. The chow is aloof and sedentary with a not-completely-deserved reputation of being aggressive. As a member of the family, the chow is loving and devoted, but this does not extend to strangers. Due to his protective nature, the chow can be unfriendly or even aggressive toward people they do not know. He prefers to be the only dog in the house and frequently develops a strong bond with one family member. The chow is not a good choice for families with small children since the breed is not too tolerant of children’s antics. Due to the thick double hair coat, frequent grooming is necessary to prevent tangling and matting of the hair. Care must be taken around strangers and small children unfamiliar to the dog. [Source]

Project Feed Chowchow Seriously! This Self Pitying Has Got To Stop

Edited 28/4/06

SOS! Chowchow is either not eating or eating trash like instant noodles and plain white bread, mostly just snacks to wash down her medicine. She really needs to eat more nutritional food at regular times.

“I don’t eat because I don’t feel hungry!” she claims. But we know that she eats less, drinks less and works out more because her medication is causing her metabolism rate to plummet, thus resulting in increased inches and pounds.

It’s no use scolding her; we need to take action! All her friends, especially the Bedokians, please stand up. Call her up for lunch, take her out to dinner. As for friends staying further away, invite her for a day in town, give her a reason to dress up - she’ll like that.

An exercise session will do her good too. Just make sure she replenishes her energy with proper food. You can also show up at her door with some home cooked food to share with her. Or if you don’t mind her limited culinary skills, make her whip up a meal for you. She just needs a reason to eat and a catching up session with a friend is a perfect reason to do so.

It is alarming to see a girl who used to take chow breaks every two hours (and has a stomach the size of the universe your stomach x 2) lose her appetite. Please do not think that when she complains of her tummy not being flat anymore, she is insulting you on purpose. It is more likely a plea for comfort and encouragement. Company will be greatly appreciated.

Jeepers Creepers On Channel 5 Last Night!

I bet you can't believe I watched Jeepers Creepers last night instead of cramming last minute information for my history exam this morning.

1. Given the number of free days that I had before this paper, I didn't need to do last minute studying this time.
2. It was great bedtime entertainment!

Don't Watch Two Scary Movies, One Action Flick And A Non-Deserving Team Win The Match In A Day

Caught a gory quickie at Lido yesterday afternoon. No, it did not freak me out. In fact, I found the show amusing. Nah, it wasn't scary, just bloody. Nonetheless, I had a nightmare last night - woke up in cold sweat when my alarm clock rang at 5 am telling me to take my medicine. I guess I couldn't differentiate reality from dream in my groggy state cos I had images of crazy killers prowling about my house when I woke up. So I lay on my bed, frozen, not even daring to open my eyes while the clock beeped shrilly.

Only when I was a little more awake few minutes later, I concluded that there could not be demented killers outside my room. Then I pulled my blanket off me, skipped over to the beeping clock, clambered into bed, covered myself with the blanket and shut my eyes tightly, all within a second.

Actually, I think the nightmare stemmed from a scarier movie I watched on Star Movies last night, a nail-biting crap show called Creeper Jeeper (or something like that) featuring a bus full of high school kids being attacked by a man-sized, man-looking, winged-like-a-bat creature.

Oh, maybe the killers in the nightmare were inspired by the assassins in the Bourne Identity I caught on Channel 5 in the evening. And stress was added on when Boro's kiddo reserve goalkeeper couldn't stop the goal.

Two scary movies, one action flick and a disppointing football match in a day resulted in me missing one dosage of medicine and miserably enduring a full bladder till the sun came out.

Look At My Banner

Posting nonsense just to have another excuse to see my pretty banner~

:D

A Stormy Evening At Jalan Tenaga

The weather's been in the strangest of moods these days. Sometimes it makes the sky as dark as London on a foggy afternoon, yet it makes me feel like peeling off my clothes from the heat and humidity. Sometimes it sends sun rays that pierce into our eyes while blowing cool gusts of wind into the room. When it feels like it, it sprinkles showers of delicious rain onto my face.

At Jalan Tenaga yesterday evening, I witnessed a stanger sight. As ominous rain clouds loomed above, the street grew dark and gloomy, just like Privet Drive when the Knight Bus first appeared.

It was still too early for street lamps to be lit but the area needed no extra lighting because some buildings were giving light on their own. It was a strange sight indeed, to see two adjacent blocks of flats glow in the dark.

Then it rained, trapping me in my little home. Watching the silent lightning strike a faraway building, I wished you were here with me. You would have marvelled at the queerness of it all.

Of course the buildings were not emitting light on their own. It was the evening sun that threw the peculiar blanket of orange hue onto them, admist the darkness everywhere.

I know a picture paints a thousand words but (the most amazing fact of all time is that) I don't own a camera, not even a camera phone.

The Chow Family

The Chow sisters all look the same.

Try identify the boys:

And the nephew shouts:

Plans To Journey To The End Of The World

After the period of crazy frenzy over projects and "quizzes" deadlines, I was finally able to take a good break over the Easter weekend (and a few additional days). It has been a terrific week despite being punctured by a piece of devastating ("devastating" is an understatement) news. What could be better than having lunch dates with the chummies, reuniting with Harry, shaking off the fats, shopping with the Baby, mourning the dismal fate/performance of the Devils and catching up with the wacky Ian Wright? Time was so abundant that I could walk about my home as I flapped my arms and hummed. Feel like whacking me already? =D

Besides bickering with Tracy and Pris over our summer trip in the past few weeks, I received a dozen (fineee... "a dozen" is an exaggeration) invites from a number of friends to be their travel partners. Oh, before I brief you on that, I will like to pitch myself as an fine travel partner:

There is nowhere I do not want to explore. I think the world is a beautiful place. I love to be amazed by the wonders of the most ordinary things and the most ordinary people. Perhaps inspired by the Travel and Living channel, I recently developed strong desires to see the less developed places of the world, in spite of constant discouragement from Hui who says I cannot survive in less hygenic and sanitised environments. Neighbouring Indochina stays on top of my list. And gawd. I cannot believe how few people know what Indochina is. Hammer this into your head: Indochina is the collective term for Vietnam, Cambodia and Laos during the colonial period. In a wider sense, Thailand, Peninsular Malaysia and Myanmar are included as well.

I am not a domineering bitch. Tell me what you think, where you want to go, what you wish to do and I will make adjustments to accomodate your wishes. I am also very mild-tempered. I don't complain after walking for a few kilometres under the scorching sun. I won't flare up if we were to lose our way in a foreign land. I am not a worry wart who worries unneccesarily about robbers, scarce rations, rabies or insect bites, violent political unrest, lost wallets, etc. But okay... I better admit that I am icky about frogs, toads, rats, scared of cats and terrified of any octopus bigger than a basketball. And I will not venture into swamps or murky rivers unprotected without knowing what lies beneath the water surface. I am fit (although I am still on medication) enough to endure most physical hurdles, including strenuous mountain treks, thrilling water sports and scary sky dives.

If you are familiar with me, you will also know that I am fun, dependable, caring and have little patience for scatterbrains and blur kings/queens.

So much for pitching myself... I must be scaring you away. Oh well, let's forget about that. Here are my invites for the near future; may not neccessarly be confirmed:

This summer (confirmed)
Macau and Hong Kong with Tracy, Pris and Sue - Nono, it's not just a 买东西, 吃东西, 买东西, 吃东西 trip. There's gonna be a lot of sightseeing, mountain trekking, fishing and boating and photo taking.

This December
Korea with Kev - Ski trip

Before next summer
Tokyo with Jo - To visit Shirley who will be studying there. Hui and Qing wish to tag along as parasites.

Melbourne with the Hecate gang - To leech on James who will be studying there.

Second half of next year
India with Qing

Other plans
Indochina!
South Africa with Shirley
Egypt - My ongoing research on ancient Egypt has been constantly fuelling my passion to go there. I know JS wants to go but I don't suppose Hui will let me go with him and I am not going with Hui and him cos they will fight non-stop and they like to involve me in their quarrels :P
Middle East

And the list goes on... But I will not bore you with it. Instead, I will apologise for making you read this whole chunk of rubbish with this beautiful picture of the weird crazy Baby.

She's the blushing one - blushing from drinking wine.
Yar, no link, I know.

To Waste A Few Minutes Of Your Life

Requests to complete these have been piling up:

ONE

Four things that make me smile:
- Mouth watering food
- Little surprises for no real reason e.g. two bars of Kinder Bueno on a Wednesday morning (*winks to XH*)
- BSB orBritney Spears songs / Quotes from BSB or Brit songs
- Famous Amos No Nut Chocolate Chip Cookies

Four ways to win my heart:
- Make me laugh
- Give me a surprise bear hug
- Possess a charming smile
- Remember little things about me

Four things I believe in:
- The world is a beautiful place
- One can never learn enough
- I will own a unit at the Paterson Edge before I am married
- I'm a lovable person

Four things I am afraid of:
- Octopuses
- Cats
- Almonds/Almond-flavoured anything
- Smokers' teeth

Four things I do everyday:
- Brush my teeth
- Watch something on Discovery and/or National Geographic
- Laugh out loud
- Admire myself in the mirror (:P)

Four things/people I want to see now:
- Ah-ma back in HK
- jkoklm
- The seventh instalment of HP
- Gummy bears the cartoon series

Four people who should do this:
- jkoklm
- June Lim
- June Ho
- jkaiser (payback!)


TWO

Bold for true statements, italics for things that u wish for... regular for rubbish then, stab 5 people to do the same test.

i miss somebody right now.
i don't watch tv these days.
i own lots of books.
i wear glasses or contact lenses.
i love to play video games.
i've tried marijuana.
i have been in a threesome.
i have been the psycho-ex in a past relationship.
i believe honesty is usually the best policy.
i curse sometimes. (i swear i don't)
i have changed mentally a lot over the last year.
i carry my knife/razor everywhere with me.
i'm TOTALLY smart.
i've broken someone's bones.
i'm paranoid sometimes.
i would get plastic surgery if it were 100% safe, free of cost and scar-free.
i need money right now.
i love sushi.
i talk really, really fast.
i have long hair.
i have lost money in Las Vegas.
i have at least one sibling.
i have worn fake hair/fingernails/eyelashes in the past.
i couldn't survive without caller id.
i like the way i look.
i am usually pessimistic.
i have a lot of mood swings.
i have a hidden talent.
i'm always hyper no matter how much sugar i have. (partly due to my condition)
i have a lot of friends.
i am currently single! (er... but there is no need for the exclamation mark)
i have pecked someone of the same sex. (even french-ed. ha!)
i enjoy talking on the phone.
i practically live in sweatpants or PJ pants. (gawd. no.)
i love to shop.
i enjoy window shopping.
i would rather shop than eat.
i don't hate anyone; i dislike them.
i'm a pretty good dancer. (actually "fun" is more appropriate)
i'm completely embarrassed to be seen with my mother.
i have a cell phone.
i believe in God. (my own one, that is)
i watch mtv on a daily basis.
i have passed out drunk in the past 6 months.
i've rejected someone before. (but it was a failed attempt)
i have no idea what i want to do for the rest of my life.
i want to have children in the future.
i have changed a diaper before.
i've called the cops on a friend before.
i'm not allergic to anything.
i have a lot to learn.
i have been with someone at least 10 years older or younger.
i am shy around the opposite sex.
i have tried alcohol before.
i have made a move on a friend's significant other or crush in the past.
i own the "South Park" movie.
i would die for my best friends.
i think that Pizza Hut has the best pizza.
i have used my sexuality to advance my career.
i love Michael Jackson Britney Spears, scandals and all. (the original statement comes with MJ, not Brit Brit. but MJ is so past my time, i thought Brit is more applicable. and i love her =D)
halloween is awesome because you get free candy.
i watch Spongebob Squarepants and i like it.
i have dated a close friend's ex.
i am happy at this moment!
i'm obsessed with guys.
Democrat.
i am punk rockish.
i am preppy.
i study for tests most of the time. (me a habitual last minute worker. effective most of the time)
i tie my shoelaces differently from anyone else i've ever met.
i can work on a car.
i love my job. (if going to school is my current job)
i am comfortable with who i am right now.
i have more than just my ears pierced.
i walk barefoot whenever i can.
i have jumped off a bridge.
i love sea turtles.
i spend ridiculous money on makeup.
i plan on achieving a major goal/dream.
i'm proficient in a musical instrument.
i worked at McDonald's restaurant.
i hate office jobs.
i love sci-fi movies.
i think water rules!!
i went college out of state.
i like sausages.
i love kisses. (*blushes*)
i fall for the worst people.
i adore bright colours.
i can't live without black eyeliner.
i don't know why the hell i just did this stupid thing.
i usually like covers better than originals.
i can pick things up with my toes.
i can't whistle.
i can move my tongue in waves, much like a snake's slither.
i have ridden/owned a horse.
i still have every journal i've ever written in.
i can't stick to a diet.
i talk in my sleep.
i try to forget things by drowning them out with loads of distractions.
climbing trees is a brilliant past-time.
i have jazz in my blood.
i wear a toe ring.
i have a tattoo.
i can't stand at LEAST one person that i work with.
i am a caffeine junkie.
i cosplay or know what cosplaying is. (much to my dismay)
i have been to over 15 conventions.
i will collect anything, the more nonsensical, the better.
i'm an artist.

i only clean my room when necessary.
i like a person of the same sex.
i love being happy.
i am an adrenaline junkie. (especially when project deadlines loom)

And for the random people who are kena arrow-ed to do this:

Ong Hui (payback!)

Baby

Qing (payback!)

Hui Ding

Lee Serene

Papa The Football Gruu

So he thinks he's tough. He thinks he's the man. His secret ambition was to be a professional footballer. But unfortch, he was born under the British Commission, which warranted him no chance to shine on the pitch, even though he did win a local league a few years ago - in the Senior category for senior citizens.

His next best alternative was to be an analyst. But because he doesn't write well, unable to fully understand what the commentators say, cannot read the various English sources of information through the Net, magazines and newspapers, he can't be a professional analyst. The best he can do is to use his knowledge and analytical skills to win money from bookies (before football betting was legalised) and Singapore Pools.

I have to admit that his predictions were pretty accurate, earning our family numerous sumptious meals. He boasted that his friends all consulted him for the latest tips and best bets and even crowned him the Football Guru (波神 in Cantonese）. And he claimed that people made pilgrimages to listen to his speeches at a coffeeshop on Saturdays. Doh. How big-headed can one get?

But in the past couple of years, the Guru started to falter. Failed predictions started to mount.

At the beginning of this season's Champions League, he placed a bet on Benfica *rolls eyes* to be the Champions. His rationale was that whichever team beat Man U in the League would go on to win the League. That, is totally based on empirical evidence, i.e. totally unreliable as a basis for predictions. But seeing that the odds were pretty high (1:50), I didn't say much. If he proved himself right once more, he was entitled to collect a thousand dollars from Singapore Pools.

So came the first round, Benfica beat Liverpool with a wham. The Guru held his head high, saying, "I told you so," to anyone who would listen. Then, news came out that Benfica was to meet Barca in the next round. He trembled in his shoes a little. First leg, goalless draw. He heaved a sigh of relief.

Then a fellow gambler came along and offered him $500 for his ticket that was worth $1000 (he placed a $20 bet at the beginning). Sounds enticing huh but, the stubborn old man refused! He had so much pride in his prophecising ability that he rejected the offer with zest.

And then came the second leg. You know how it went. Benfica played terribly. Barca shone. Really, all Benfica needed was a draw. It couldn't do it, resulting in great embarrassment for the Guru. I suppose he will be stripped of his crown very soon and the guy who offered to buy his ticket must be laughing behind his back.

Of course, I'm not saying that it was his fault that Benfica played like shit. I'm only saying that it was downright stupid not to have accepted the $500 offer. Grrr.... Football Guru?!?! My foot! The old man is seriously losing his touch. He needs to redeem himself in the coming World Cup.

I welcome everyone to come celebrate the comeback of the Football Guru in June.

A Case Of "Mistaken Identity"

Looking my drabbiest, I trudged to school this morning, planning to come home immediately after morning class.

My usual journey to school consists of two bus trips. I walked past a fellow passenger as I got down the first bus. He gave me a meaningful smile and said, "Hi," and alighted the bus too.

Instinctively, I scanned my memory trying to recall who he was. Failing which, I asked, "You are...?"

"Oh, I must have mistaken you for someone else," he answered, then added, "Why not give me your number? We can be friends."

Trying not to look at the piece of unidentifiable object between his teeth, I looked away awkwardly and said, "Er... no... It's alright..."

He fidgeted a little, "Going to school?"

"Er, ya..." I said, still looking away.

"Which school?"

"NUS."

"I see... May I have your MSN? Do you have MSN?" He whipped out his handphone from his uncle-ish LKY syle jacket.

"No, I don't have."

"Email?"

"Sorry, nope."

"Okay... Have you had breakfast?"

I turned back to him to look at the piece of whatever that was stuck between his teeth. Shuddering, I answered, "Yes, I have."

"Okay, I'm going for breakfast. Bye."

"Bye."

As soon as he turned his back, I muttered, "猪头."

A Case Of Mistaken Identity

Surprisingly without having to meet for projects one afternoon last week, I headed for home. As I walked along Heng Mui Keng Terrace under the scorching midday sun, an apple green Toyota Corolla cruised down the lane. I stepped aside to get out of the way when it halted next to me.

One would have expected the driver of an apple green car to look like anyone except a middle-aged looking man. But a middle-aged man it was who hailed me along the road.

“Hey, do you need a lift?” he piped up, as he leaned towards the window of the passenger seat.

My first instinct was to ask, “Do I know you?” but my innate manners sprung up and I smiled sweetly and said a polite, “Sorry?” instead.

“Do you need a lift? To an MRT station or somewhere?”

Then I decided that I shouldn’t be talking to strangers, so I said, “No, thank you. I don’t need a ride.” And the apple green car drove off.

Puzzled, I walked on.

Was I looking an easy catch that day or what? I'm sure I wasn't dressed skimpily. I don’t want to imagine what would have happened to me if I had got on the car. And I pray that no one had got on instead.

On second thoughts, maybe it was just a simple case of mistaken identity.

All Of Dewei's Friends Wanna Red

I was flipping through 《新明日报》's advertorial section when I saw the ad for this:

Doesn't she look great in this picture? Anywayz, I read that uZap is holding a promo pageant and the winner got to... film an ad with her! Believe it or not, I was too distracted by this yummy incentive to see that a modelling contract with a prestigious modelling company was to be won.

Thinking that this would be a low-key event (because it was advertised in the advertorial section of Shin Ming that no one read), I asked June for the uZap receipt (proof of purchase is needed to be eligible for the contest) and read up on the details of the contest. That was when I realised that it was sponsored by Elite, which meant the contest was bound to be super competitive; I decided that I was not up to it. That was also when I realised the contest was NO low key event, but a hyped up one sponsored by our media giant; I decided that I was too shy to join.

Ah well, this post is just for you to laugh at me.

家姐 Is Evil

The only child-ren are gonna curse me for this...

For the past week, Baby went to chalet, leaving Papa, Mama and the house (in the day time) to myself. I'm can't help but admit, Baby, that I enjoyed being the only child and baby in the house. Don't misunderstand, I will give up everything to have you in my life but sometimes... It's a relief not to have someone snapping at me for reasons that have nothing to do with me, or take absolute responsibility for the actions of someone junior, or sacrifice anything at all. It also feels good to be fussed around by Ma and Pa and be the bundle of joy who makes them laugh. I like to imagine that the aircon room, the hi-fi set, the laptop and other things... belong to me instead.

I am an evil sister to harbour such thoughts. But I always take pride in believing that all younger siblings will love to have me as their older sister. From what I know, very few elder siblings are as self-sacrificial as I am. Heh.