Starry Starry Night
This morning I woke up and felt pretty good. Throat didn't hurt that much and i managed to eat nearly a whole bowl of mee kia! Shiok man.
After that I went to help my dad paint a mural at a primary school.
As some of you may know, both my parents are artists/art teachers.. my mom focuses on chinese brush painting and calligraphy, my dad does basically everything but does mainly calligraphy and oil painting.
Before you start thinking my parents managed to raise 3 kids and reach this moderately successful financial state through art, don't. My parents were both MOE teachers la, but retired now. Dad was trained in Nanyang Academy of Fine Arts, so hes basically been an art teacher his entire life. Mom was a chinese teacher so hence the love of chinese culture.
Just that they're retired now so yea earn a bit of money in their free time doing what they enjoy lor.
This is by mom.
Can't remember who did this. Mom too, I think. Dad's better, though.
Dad did these charcoal sketches of my mom and my sis over a decade ago. In his free time, he used to be one of those artists who'd sit at orchard road and sketch people. Think he also illustrated a few children's books.
Anyway, today we worked on the mural. And I was profoundly impressed by my father.
I mean, I was always impressed by my parents' artistic ability, especially since I quite doubt I've inherited any of their skills.
But yea not only was the design pretty nice, my dad's painting skills, honed over the years, were also highly evident. He could do fine detailing with a damn thick brush, be it straight line or curve. In the meantime I was struggling to paint a thin straight line with a thin brush and masking tape as well.
Hai. I think I'll take up oil painting.. See if maybe theres any inherited latent talent, maybe.
I'll put up pics of the finished mural if I can!
Oh btw if anyone wants to commission a portrait of themselves (oil painting of course) or wants to buy chinese brush paintings or calligraphy or whatever, feel free to give me a call! Heh my parents would be glad to oblige, at a price of course. Lol.
Anyway uhh then I slept the afternoon away, cos I slept really late last night doing.. uhh. Hmm. Oh yea talking on the phone with when old friend I haven't talked to in awhile who happened to be in town.
Then at night I went with Yingmin to the Singapore International Dance Masters Competition (or something like that)! She had two free tickets cos she writes for 新明日报 (no idea if i wrote that correctly) and asked me along.
I wouldn't normally be interested, of course, but wah $200 a plate, for free! The cheapo in me couldn't resist.
And I don't really regret going! Quite an experience.
Had to wear a suit, which was pretty fun cos I haven't worn one in so long.
But the main thing is, the dancing! Most of them were pretty amazing. Especially the exhibition couples! Fwah.
The ballroom dancers are so graceful, so full of poise.. And damn cute when they're bouncing up and down dancing along to S Club 7's Reach for the Stars. Haha!
Oh thats a little complaint I have though. Who the hell chooses the competition songs? Why is there S Club 7? And Madonna's Die Another Day? Urgh I understand the desire to have contemporary tunes and more upbeat melodies, but can't they choose classier songs?
Oh and the latin dancers! Wah lau. Sexually charged, man. The passion was electric, I tell you.
I think I could never be with a dancer. So passionate, I scared, I scared.
Nonetheless, I'd really like to learn just the basics (and maybe a bit of the intermediates) of ballroom dancing.
If only to fulfill my dream of dancing cheek to cheek with the girl I love.
Y'know how there are some things that girls do that guys (or at least me) find irresistable?
Like a soulful singer (Joss Stone, Norah Jones, Diana Krall).
Or a canon-in-D-piano-playing girl a la Jeon Ji-Hyun in My Sassy Girl (yes i'm still in love with her).
Or a girl coming out of water like Denise Richards in Wild Things or Halle Berry in that forgettable James Bond flick.
Just kidding about the last one, la. Haha. Horny is not the same as irresistable.
Well maybe you can add a hot dancer to the list now.. heh.
Okay its late and I'm just rambling again.. Haha too bad My Damn Blog.
Taxed for stupidity
Used a $50 dollar note to pay for a $6 magazine. Got $4 in change and DIDN'T NOTICE TILL I GOT HOME.
Bloody being taxed for stupidity.
I'm an idiot, I'm an idiot, I'm an idiot.
Are we old?
I don't feel old, not yet anyway.
I think its largely because I'm still in the army (technically) and not in university yet. So theres still a buffer from me till the working world.
Nonetheless I guess its time to face up to the facts, that soon all of us will be hitting the "real world".
Running the rat race. Or maybe following Robert Kiyosaki's advice and trying to get out of it.
Some nights ago a friend greeted me on MSN with this panicked cry (sorry Grace) of "we're so old!!!", then launching into a discussion about how when we hit 25 or 26 we'll pass onto the next phase and start getting married and then we'll have kids and straying spouses and failing/broken marriages (hopefully not together) (the kids and the broken marriages i mean) and coming out of that we'll pass into the next phase where, touch wood, we may suffer from the prevalence of illness and diseases (chronic ones, like cancer, not hand-foot-mouth) and then our kids will be grown and we'll retire and though we may not like to think of it our parents will pass on and then soon we'll pass on too. And hopefully by then we'd have done something good in the world.
Much of the last paragraph was lifted from the MSN conversation la. So, thanks, Grace.
I liked the last bit. As some of you may know one of my favourite quotes comes from the Godfather (actually many of them do). Its when Don Vito Corleone dies of a heart attack while playing with his grandchildren in the garden. If i recall correctly, his last words (which were in the book, not in the movie) were something along the lines of "I lived a good life". Those are good last words to have.. No regrets, y'know?
Anyway. Many of you know how I'm always going on and on about practicality, studying things that would be useful, about how we have to plan our future out, career prospects and all. Okay, a lot of this is influence from the Brotherhood, especially Ben (thanks bro). But I truly feel its about time la.
Its really not that long before we have to start earning our keep, so to speak.
I'm lucky, I suppose. Barring unforeseen disasters, natural, economic or otherwise, I have whats essentially an iron rice bowl after I graduate.
But still I don't want to be complacent la. The world economy being the way it is today (not that I know much about it, except that it seems.. unstable) I don't really think anything is very secure.
So, yea. University is the last road to take before we enter the rat race.. Better make it a good lap.
Better try and shine.
No particular reason for this pic. Just a divider, really. Or maybe you can think of it as symbolising the transient nature of our lives.. how time flows..
P.S. For those of you who care, I'm still suffering from HFMD. Maybe I'm recovering but the ulcers and swollen tender tongue and sore throat still aren't letting me enjoy a decent meal. So as far as I'm concerned I'm should be in the ICU. Dammit la all I want is to eat that pack of BBQ Jack & Jill Chips I have downstairs without suffering. Urgh. Haven't had a decent meal in days. After I recover I'm so going to Brewerkz or Billy Bombers or something like that and getting a big fat unhealthy burger.
Oh yea, bitch, I'm gonna eat you all up.
And hey, heres a 100lb Welsh lady who ate a 11lb burger. Thats a 45kg woman eating 5kg of pure unhealthy goodness. 6lbs of meat. "Quarter-pounders? I scoff at you." Now thats my kinda chick. With her by my side, McDonalds and Burger Kings of the world shall fear us.
Whining like a girl
Y'know, this blog sure has a lot of me whining in it. Initially was me whining about my operation, now its me whining about my HFMD.
If any prospective girlfriend reads my blog I think she'll be quite turned off! Haha!
But seriously. Is this considered as whining? I know its not exactly bravado/boasting but I'm not really whining right.
Maybe just complaining la haha but well I'm the sucker afflicted with a children's disease.
Anyway yea its confirmed, just saw a doctor, its HFMD. MOH probably has my name and address down now.
Maybe funky antiviral troopers will storm my house in 10 seconds and smog it out to prevent an outbreak.
*waits 10 seconds*
Or maybe not.
Well the doctor says my tongue looks quite bad, but the ulcers on the gums and mouth look like they're only beginning to break out, so it'll probably get worse.
Hai.
So standby for more whining over the next week.
Anyway I was looking around all the digital photos I have (which is not a lot, dammit all you ppl whom i've asked to pass me photos, pass me leh) and I found this:
JD and JW in a face-off.
Find it extremely amusing. Sort of poseurish. But still. Man I miss those RI days.
Tongue pain cannot eat
As promised, pics from Nel's party. I was actually hoping for pictures of the pink & black decor, the black & pink decor which we worked pseudohard to do. But didn't see any, so :p
My RJ Class! Part of it anyway. 2002:2SO3I!
Smaller part of my RJ Class! If you could see my hands then you'll see the hot pink wristband I was wearing.. lol.
I've kind of lost touch with most of my RJ ex-classmates, except Kev & Nel and a few others. Hope that'll change, lah. I promise to go for the next class outing I know about, barring unforeesen circumstances.
I'm supposed to go for a EODCC course dinner tmr at Taka. But hmm I think I shouldn't la, given my HFMD condition. I wouldn't want to infect poor children I happen to walk past or something. Anyway they're having Seoul Garden and I think my poor tongue would punish me if I punished it with chao4 tah1 meats.
Went for a family dinner just now at Crystal Jade Taka. Very depressing to have all that good food placed in front of me and me not able to enjoy it.
"Roast goose? Sharksfin?" "Tongue pain, had enough, thank you =("
Oh a funny thing happened just now when we were driving to Taka. My mother was kind enough to bottle me some home cooked barley water, to sooth my inflamed (pardon spelling) tongue.
However, mothers being mothers, she insisted I drink it immediately la. So she asked my dad (who was driving) to stop for awhile.
Once he stopped, I uncapped the thermos and brought it to my lips.
Whereupon, of course, my dad decides that we've stopped long enough and stomps on the accelerator.
*SPLOOSH*
15 minutes later, JD is walking around Taka with wet patches on his chest, stomach and groin.
Like a big drooling baby who wet himself.
I think I freaked out the Basement 1 Gent's Restroom users with my acrobatics in front of the hand drying machine, trying to get all the wetness in the path of hot dry air.
Well, anyway. The next few days I'm going to subsist on oatmeal and porridge. Well, looking on the bright side, maybe I'll lose some weight.
Anyway my family members think me and my brother are nua3 for catching a children's disease.. Haha.
Can't say thats not true, unfortunately. Being on MC for months and not being able to exercise takes something out of you.
Hmm but I hope to be able to exercise from next month on! And should I get a tan, maybe? Haha. I used to want to, until I realised it'd prob hurt my relatively good complexion. Aiyah maybe I should stop being vain haha.
But at least I don't pluck my eyebrows! Heh.
Well I'm rediscovering webcomics! Heres two of my favourite local ones.
My fave online comic! Of course, I'm biased cos she plays music. I'm a sucker for girl musicians.
Louis sent me this link today. I think its the funniest local webcomic I've seen aside from Joyce's. Doesn't matter if you agree or not la I'm sure you'll think its at least not bad.
Enjoy.
HFMD and apologies
Last week Tammy was diagnosed with Hand Foot Mouth Disease, and soon after, Tristen began showing symptoms as well.
For those of you who don't know, basically its a viral infection due to some viruses of the enterovirus group. Possibly coxsackievirus A16. It usually affects only young children, main symptoms being fever, sores in the mouth, rash with blisters on the hands and feet.
For the past few days I've been having a sore throat and some ear pains, which I attributed to heatiness. I usually felt better after taking strepsils and lots of fluids, so yea I didn't think much of it la.
Besides, Tristen and Tammy were recovering well, and I didn't think there was much chance of me catching it la, especially since I didn't play with them all that much recently.
In fact, I joked about how I may be a carrier for HFMD to a number of friends. Not that anyone was scared la, it being a disease for small children anyway.
BUT THEN.
*sinister music*
This morning I woke up with a severely sore throat, tender tongue and a lot of ulcers. Little red raised bumps on my palms and the soles of my feet. Kinda itchy.
"AIYAH DIE LAH" was the first words out of my mouth this beautiful sunny morning.
Over the breakfast table (or lunch, rather, I woke up at 11pm) my brother told me that he just got back from the doctor. He was diagnosed with HFMD too!
So yea that basically means I'm screwed.
And since I've been relatively active the past week, meeting people and stuff, I'm afraid I may have been, y'know, spreading the virus.
I'm really really sorry if any of you catch it. Really. I think its quite unlikely la but you never know.
Grace thinks its quite funny that I went to a birthday party last night la (sorry Nel), but after thinking about it for awhile I actually think its not so funny if I unwittingly cos an outbreak in SMUAccounting or NUSMed or something.
So ya la. Irregardless of the likelihood of catching the virus from me, I suggest any of you who have met me recently should at least stay away from young children for a week or so. Just in case.
Sorry..
P.S At least the strain that my family is infected with seems to be quite mild! No one, including the children, has had fevers. But I think HFMD is good for a week of MC so any of you looking to chao keng can come visit us now! Haha.
TOYs of our Lives
TOYs = Twenty One Years.
I'm going to be twenty one this year.. Most of you who read this blog are too! Its sort of a boundary in life, I think. The progression into legal adulthood.
If we do something stupid this year on, it'll be jail, not the Boy's/Girl's Home.
Not that anyones going to do anything stupid of course.. haha.
For me, it means that I can register a business under my name. Or a corporate banking account, with checkbooks and stuff.
Anyway.. reason for this blog is cos I just came back from Nel's 21st birthday partai. Which was fun! Thanks for inviting, Nel! Haha.
It was fun catching up with JC classmates, anyway.
Didn't meet any new people la, but I don't really the sociable type la.
And guys who are rolling their eyes now I've told you before I don't pick up girls who are friend's friends =P
So yea it was a pretty good party! It was blackpink themed and everyone was supposed to be in blackpink which for some reason didn't happen la. But I was in blackshirt and I had a fake pink Livestrong imitation armband! And I think Nel was happy so thats the main thing! Haha. I'll put photos if Nel sends them to me.
Nel, please send the photos to me! Haha.
But well it was a pretty cliquish party.. As all parties are, really, so its no big deal. Thus its a little hard to meet new people. To break the cliques, so to speak.
I remember Joanne's party about 2 weeks back. It wasn't really that cliquish. I think mainly because most of the guests knew each other, or at least knew a few people who knew each other. And also, there weren't all that many people, maybe twenty odd. And most importantly (I think) we were all forced to sit at the same table. Only one table lah.
Mental note: If I have a party this year, only have one table, and don't allow people to stray from it.
Actually I doubt I'm going to have a party la. Like who will I invite, man? With so many of my good friends overseas by then. And my birthday is before I start school, so its not like I'll have school friends either.
My intention is to hide out my birthday in Australia or something.. who knows? Haha.
I've always felt that birthdays aren't a big deal la. Okay maybe once in awhile I may feel lonely or something, but I don't particularly feel the progression of time is something worth celebrating.
Its just a great excuse to meet up with friends and have fun =)
But this is, after all, the twenty first year. I keep hearing people tell me "Do something you'll remember" and "Celebrate your birthday with a bang" and all that sort of stuff.
I think I'd just like a quiet gathering, with maybe a nice guestbook like Joanne's thing with all my best friends writing in it, that'd be perfect.
But then so many of my good friends will be overseas! Haha.
Oei all of you come back and celebrate my birthday with me! Lol.
Weird ramblings past
Sorry about the long weird winding entry last night.. haha. I realise most of what I wrote was crap!
But I think I knew that while I was writing it lol.
Watching news now.
Hahahaha cigarettes are getting even more expensive! 20% up! Lol hear that, all ye smokers? Quit smoking now! Smoking is bad for you.
If you puff, bugger off.
Wouldn't it be excellent to go pubbing/clubbing, and be able to go home not reeking of smoke? Just alcohol. Haha.
Oh anyway. I don't actually really mind when people don't comment in my blog la. Haha I was just feeling grumpy.
Though just for your information.. theres no need to have a blogspot account to comment in my blog la. You can just leave your name, actually. Or use "anonymous".
Mmm anyway I went to the temple this morning.
All of you who are the same age as me (most of you I think), in case you don't know, this year we are fan4 tai4 sui4. Basically it just means this year we may have pretty bad luck. So yea if you're buddhist/taoist, you should go to your temple and pray and that kinda thing. Thats all.
I was reading a magazine just now. It had some pretty interesting trivia.
"The Chinese Valentine's Day is celebrated on the seventh day of the seventh lunar month in the Chinese calendar. It commemorates the love between the Emperor of Heaven's seventh daughter and an orphaned cowherd. The lovers were seperated by the Emperor, and only allowed to meet on the seventh day of the seventh lunar month. Traditionally, people in love or those who are single will visit the temple on that day to pray for love and marriage."
Lol thats my chinese birthday, btw. Qi1 yue4 chi1 qi1. See, I'm fated to be a romantic guy. Haha. I just hope that doesn't mean I'm fated to be unlucky in love.
"Wearing a wedding ring on the left fourth finger dates back to ancient Egypt, where it was believed that the vein of love ran from this finger directly to the heart."
I can just imagine jealous ancient egyptians attempting to chop of the left fourth fingers of their love rivals.
"Emperor Claudius II, ruler of Rome in the 3rd century, outlawed marriage so young men would serve the army without distraction. A Roman priest named Valentine saw the injustice and performed marriages in secret. He was caught and sentenced to death. While in prison, he fell in love with the daughter of his persecutor and wrote her a letter signing off 'From your Valentine'. HE was beheaded on Feb 14, 270 AD and St. Valentine's Day was declared in 498 AD in his memory."
Thats pretty cool, isn't it? Haha. Though I didn't know priests were allowed to fall in love. But I'm not Catholic la.
Alright I'm getting sleepy. Met Yingmin today and she said my eyebags are bad. So yup, I shall try to sleep more. Lol.
Although she also attempted to get me to pluck my eyebrows at Jean Yip, but thats not gonna happen.
Laziness is Boundaryless (Lots of rambling today)
Laziness, I think, transcends all barriers. You can be lazy regardless of race, language, creed, nationality, society, occupation, wealth, etc. You can be lazy in Singapore. You can be lazy in Delhi. You can be lazy in Puerto Rico. You can be the CEO of General Electric and be lazy. You can be a jobless beggar and be lazy. Laziness has no walls. The world can be lazy as one.
Okay well the last paragraph was quite pointless la huh. I'm tired but pretty bored and can't sleep. Louis says I don't appreciate the joy of writing. So I took that as a challenge and here I am, blogging.
Anyway in my last blogtry I said the warm weather makes me lazy. Actually, air conditioned comfort like I'm enjoying now makes me lazy too. I think I'm just lazy. Haha. However, warm weather makes me lazier. Uncontrollably lazy.
Urgh okay I'm writing complete crap.
Oh but what the hell I haven't blogged in so long I think I'll just give my creativity free rein to sh*t whatever bull it can.
Hmm thats a pretty strange image. Defecating male bovines, I mean.
"nnnnnngh"
"aaaaarghhh"
"ooooooooofffffff"
*plop* "MOOOOOO!"
"ahhhhhhhhh...."
Just don't wear red underwear.
Actually you don't wear underwear while doing Number 2.
What the hell am I writing. Man.
Oh I decided to stop the whole one cute chick photo per entry thing. Not because I've lost interest in women, which is completely impossible. But because I'm really too damn lazy to go look for pictures la.
Lol. Fine, heres one more.
Maggi Q! So tasty!
Man I'm drowsy.
My fingers are essentially on autopilot now.
I was having dinner just now with ben and lester. Ben mentioned his girlfriend (whos doing Law in NUS) needs to do a 3500 word essay. Is 3500 words a lot? I'm not sure.
Maybe at the end of this rambling entry I'll do a word count. Then I can get an idea of how long 3500 words is.
Of course, law essays don't start new paragraphs every sentence or so.
You know, I've always been interested in law. More interested in the past than I am now, I suppose. Pretty much fixated with doing dentistry and making money thru econs/business/magic these days.
I don't even really remember why I liked law.
I'll probably remember in the morning, but my brain is just not really moving now.
I think its something to do with the whole thing about intelligent people pitting their minds against each other.
I'm not the super noble pro bono type, I suppose. I just like challenges, sort of.
At least when I'm not being lazy.
Well yea its funny how when the brotherhood (3 of my closest guy friends and me) meets up talk invariably goes towards business. I suppose its cos we're all preoccupied with money.. haha. Or at least 3/4 of the brotherhood are.
Nelly thinks that its probably cos we're in NS and have too much time on our hands.. True, true, I think. Haha. Shes right. This time next year we'll probably be studying our asses off or talking about campus cuties.
Campus cuties. Haha. Funny term.
My pet dog was called cutie. Her dad was a terrier, mom was a pom. No idea why cutie had monochrome fur, with a white dad and a golden mom. I loved her. She was small, adorable, and damned smart.
There was once she was stolen away by lord knows which theiving bastards. She chewed through the leash and ran back home.
Once she got knocked down by a car outside my house. I nearly had a heart attack. But she crawled home and was ultimately fine. She always had a limp since then though.
Well.
My family took her to be put down while i was training in Tekong. I didn't even know. But she was old and had cataracts. She kept running into things. Hurt me a lot to see it. I suppose it was the right thing to do. Wish my family told me though.
The current dog at my house is called Dino. My sister's dog, actually. Yorkshire terrier, I think. Pretty damned dumb.
Dino pisses when he gets excited. So its actually quite a turn off to see him scamper to you happily when you get in the door, cos it means you'll have to tread carefully in the house or end up stepping in dog urine.
And he barks like a maniac at absolutely nothing at all. Sparrow lands on the backyard wall, bark bark bark. Sparrow stays on the wall, bark bark bark. Sparrow flies away, bark bark bark. No new sparrow comes to take the place of the old sparrow, bark bark bark.
And worse of all, he chases passerbys. Which actually is okay because hes a tiny dog and most people aren't afraid of dogs that can't reach your kneecap. BUT. He bites. Urgh.
Yes, I don't really like Dino very much. So sue me. Most of you will know I love animals. And I'm generally a pretty nice guy. But damn, if that dog isn't the most annoying thing in the world. Gremlin in disguise, or something.
Anyway yea I was at spotlight today, helping nel look for party decor. So yea I was looking at all the fabrics they had there and I was wondering who actually buys them? I mean yea sure I understand there are people out there who sew clothes and drapes and all that, but I've never actually met any.
I'd like to, though! Just for kicks.
The only people I know who shop at spotlight for fabrics are like school kids looking for project stuff, or design students or something. Hmm who are actually also school kids looking for project stuff. Oh well.
Oh we saw an SCGS girl there buying a blue cloth the exact same shade as her school uniform. Wonder if she sews her own school uniforms. Haha.
Hmm okay I'm having a blank for awhile. Lets twiddle thumbs and wait for the next random though.
*twiddle thumbs*
dum de dum.
*twiddle thumbs*
Oh yes. "Boundaryless". The term I used in this blogtry title. Comes from Jack Welch. Its a management concept he came up with for General Electric. In a nut shell, good things, especially ideas, have no boundaries. Go read his book. Its good. Definitely worth the time.
Oh I watched Constantine today. Very good show! Must watch. Its like matrix minus the weird futuristic mumbo jumbo. I do love graphic novel adaptations. Sellout, maybe, but at least you know the background will have some substance.
And oh man, I do love rachel weisz.
The divine Ms Weisz
Loved her in About a Boy, loved her in the mummy and the mummy returns, love her in Constantine.
Haha man yet another unattainable celebrity crush for me.
Hmm. Well a friend was telling me about some pest bugging her to let him visit her house. Shan't name names here la huh. Apparently he doesn't get the idea that she doesn't intend to let him, after a few attempts. Anyway it just got me thinking. Why are some people just so bloody thick? They don't seem to be able to take hints.
Another good example would be evangelists. And MLM practitioners.
I mean I understand you probably mean no harm. But if you're gonna be a bloody pest about it go give yourself a few tight slaps and just bugger the hell off.
So yea, when you're being annoyed by people like that, what should you do? Polite rejection doesn't seem to get the idea across. So give in? Or stand by your principles and tell the truth?
I'm for the latter, but thats just me. I'm all for principles and ethics and morals.
Well. Theres this thing thats been bugging me lately. Whats the difference between a sweet guy and a thoughtful/nice guy?
I think I'm the latter. At least no one (that i recall) has ever really called me sweet. I don't want to be called sweet, by the way. Doesn't fit with my macho image haha.
But yea another of my friends is apparently "very sweet" (yes you, bro.. haha at least I'm not announcing your name! lol) and i'm just curious as to wherein the difference lies.
So please, if you have any ideas, leave a comment.
And oei. Those of you who read my blog (I know there are a few la) leave comments leh.
I know I ask questions time to time in my blog but no one (aside from Louis) actually leaves comments. So I'm like basically talking to an empty wall plus one.
I mean fine la so practically no one reads my blog, which doesn't really matter to me, but I'm just a bit irritated when people whom I know read my blog don't give their opinions on things I geniunely care (hence write) about.
If you don't like leaving comments at least msn me or email me right? Haiyoh.
Urgh okay I get grumpy sometimes. Sorry.
My right ear hurts! Why does it hurt? Strange.
Anyway I watched Ray last night. Also a brilliant show! But in a different way of course. Its also very easy watching. Full of beautiful music, so I guess its no surprise I loved it.
I do love my music, very much.
Although my guitar prowess has stagnated. Hard to improve, and the passion has kind of died down.
Not easy to concentrate on so many things at once la. Right now its my health and improving the old mind.
Oh I've got all the liquors required to make B52 sitting on my shelf right now! Baileys, Kahlua, Grand Marnier. Not that that has anything to do with health or improving the mind (kind of the inverse, lol) but I just happened to see it when I glanced upwards. Haha.
Right now I would take a picture of them, except, no convenient camera.
I do want a camera phone. Haha. 6260? 6230? Dunno.
Been thinking about getting a new digicam too. Any recommendations? I suppose my budget is about 500 odd. Though all I want is a camera that can take good 4R photos, and preferably video clips with sound. 3 megapixels would be good enough for me, really.
Urgh but all this needs money. Don't like spending money much. Last month's spending was astronomical. Cutting down like mad this month.
Oh, theres something to do! Update my spendings spreadsheet! Haha. Excellent! Can stop blogging now. Haha.
Hmm just did a word count. This blogtry is about 1.6k. Wow, 3500 words IS long. Poor ben's girlfriend. Poor lawyers to be, in fact. Verbosity, tsk.
Lazy hazy days of February (and March, and April and...)
Its so warm.. warm makes me lazy..
So much to do, so little energy..
The trees outside my room are blooming..
All the little pink flowers swaying in the wind..
Nature is so pretty..
Makes me feel kinda drowsy looking at it though..
Think I'll go take a nap.
I can cook?!!?
I don't often cook at home. I mean, I can cook, but I don't. After all, I have a dad who is an amazing cook, a mom who is a proficient cook, and a maid who cooks when the parents are feeling lazy. On top of that, my brother is a decent western-style cook, skills honed while studying in Scotland, and my sister is a decent gourmet cook (foie gras or escargot, anyone?).
SO. In this household, I don't often get a chance to cook. And besides, since my skills are likely to be overshadowed, I don't usually want to either. So I tend to concentrate on culinary niches like baking, sushi-making, or setting the table.
(This is the only picture I have from all my culinary dabbling. If I remember correctly its a Limoncello Apple Cake. Made it for an ex-girlfriend. I realise it doesn't look that good la but aiyah its the only picture I have and I'm probably better now. Ask my family! I baked them cookies for Christmas. Oh My God I baked my family cookies for Christmas! I'm a faggot. *buries head in shame*)
Anyway! Sometimes situations do arise where I need to cook. And its fun! Cos I like cooking. Like when I go to my sister's condo to stay, and its basically a case of "cook, maggi mee, or starve". Or like lunchtimes, where apparently everyone has somewhere to go but me. So, I cook.
And man, I'm always very shocked when what comes out is actually, not just edible, but GOOD.
*gasp*
Yes, GOOD. Be it fried rice or stewed chicken or herb mushroom omelettes or rosti or vegetable soup. I can cook! And it never ceases to amaze me.
I hope I never ever end up in the situation where I'll need to cook for myself very often, so this sense of self wonderment will never end.
On another note.
I just picked up a pair of rusty old pliers. Took down my beloved black les paul-copy from my wall. (I call her my gothic beauty.) Lay her on my bed. And cut all her strings.
"Oh no, JD cutting his guitar strings?? Is JD giving up the music??? Will we ever hear his soulful playing again???? What brought him to this????? Unrequited love?????? Financial bankruptcy???????? Infestation of ferrets in his wardrobe????????? WHY??????????"
Don't get excited la, just changing my guitar strings.
=P
Anyway I'm seriously considering getting a phone with a decent camera. So that I can take decent photos quickly and painlessly in most situations la.
For example, I could have posted a play by play for that whole guitar string snipping thing.
I could take pictures of the things I cook.
Hell, I could take pictures of all the hot chicks who hit on me when I'm walking along the streets (I wish).
Yea I realise I can get a digicam too but aiyah lazy la. Who wants to carry a digicam around all the time? Handphone cameras are the new digital cameras, dude.
