Dreamless Nights

Maybe I have been tired. Maybe I haven't been thinking much. Maybe I haven't been self reflecting. Maybe I have been lying to myself and living in denial.

I realized that I haven't been dreaming at all. No nightmares. No sweet dreams. No sleep paralysis. No deep and peaceful rest. Not even the feeling of being stuck in limbo.

It has been a couple of days of wishing my life stays this way. Little treats for me to look forward to just to get through each day, each week, each month and ultimately, each year. Really, I am neither greedy nor ambitious at all. I just wanna pursue peace, contentment and lead my simple life with a little extra flavour of humour and love.

I realized that I have adapted to being satisfied over little things. Nice meals with my friends, movies with lessons to learn from, songs that make my tears fall, the colour of sunset, anticipating entertaining emails from the few who can really make me laugh and cry, solving problematic issues at work, getting through gruelling meetings in one piece, delightful smiles and laughters I managed to induce, fruitful conversations, the smell of rain and bakuteh.......

Life is hard enough to overlook all these little blessings....

Life is indeed easier to get by when we have something to look forward to.....

I'm used to the dreamless nights these days but somehow, I love to sleep and dream a glamourous, romantic and moving dream only to wake up feeling alive once more.

But then again, maybe I wouldn't wanna wake up.

Today's thoughts-3

"We do not believe in ourselves until someone reveals that deep inside us is valuable, worth listening to, worthy of our trust,sacred to our touch. Once we believe in ourselves we can risk curiosity, wonder, spontaneous delight or any experience that reveals the human spirit."

by

EE Cummings

Pyramid fate

You know why your boss keeps on pushing you? Cos he has no one else to push but you!!!! Ok,fellow students,today's lesson goes like this....

Some ass the big ass guy kisses, sitting in his big ass chair

V

Some big ass guy who sits on his big ass chair

V

Company GM

V

Dept Head

V

Manager

V

Me

I might as well call myself Valerie Puny Kueh. However, the higher I climb, the more I have to kiss ass. I seriously don't like the thought of that, nor the smell, so I will just be puny but NOT being STEPPED on like a puny, little ant.

I accept my fate!

Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

After more than a year in waiting, I finally get to see the 7th and Final Harry Potter book! UK version

..... cover! *%#@

Firstly,they made us wait for the book. Then, they kindly revealed the title.

After a few months, they show us the cover. They just like to feed us slowly while we chew our fingernails in waiting.

Please stop torturing us....I only have 10 fingers!!

US version

Just hang on,Val...hang on!!!

A letter to Grandma

To my Dearest Ah Ma,

I'm sure you know what's in my heart.What's in my mind. Where have you been these couple of years? Where are you now,Ah Ma? I'm constantly thinking about you. Your cute photo on my table is not the only thing that reminds me of your gentle smiles, your loving gestures, your adorable actions and most of all, your wise words.

Ah Ma,I miss you so much.

I still remember the phone call I made just a few days before you left us that year. The special phone call just for you. Little did I know that it was the final phone call between us. That was the best thing I did in my years of living in this cruel world. I'm not proud of who I am now but at least that day, I did the right thing by following my guts. Whatever that made me missed you that day, I thank God it made me call you. When Siaw Ku told me that you went around repeating to everyone about our conversation on the phone, I couldn't bear it but break down even more. She said you were so excited and happy that I called specially just to speak to you. Why was I so lazy to call home before? I should have called you more often. I should have told you I love you more. I should have stayed home with you and massage you more. I should have hugged you tighter and never let you go.

Ah Ma,I miss you so much.

You taught me how to let go. You taught me what it means to love but not to have. You taught me the sacrifice one has to make for loved ones. You taught me the grace and forgiveness one could afford to give. Ah Ma, you taught me well.......

I was reading a book and a sentence I read moved me to tears. It reminded me of you,Ah Ma. I just want to talk to you, can you hear me?

Ah Ma,I miss you so much.

You must have known it all along that you were leaving us. Why didn't you hint it to me when we spoke? You gave me your favourite advice. "shiao Yin, you must do your best at work but take care of yourself. Don't work too hard that you forgot bout your health. Get along with the people around you, your colleagues, your friends. They're your family when your family is not nearby to protect you. Must eat properly ya. Find yourself a friend,ok?" You always repeated the same things. Oh, I would give up anything just to hear those gentle words from you again. I would give anything now just to touch your wrinkled face again.

Ah Ma,I miss you so much.

How are you doing up there? Is God really up there? Are you happy and content? I bet Ah Kong is cooking his best dishes for you. Tell him that I miss his 'salty veg and duck soup'. I know you can hear me, Ah Ma. But I hope you can't see me now though. I pray to God that I can see you in my dreams tonight. I want to hug and kiss your wrinkled cheeks just one more time, just one more hug, just one more kiss.

Ah Ma,I really miss you very much.

COPPELIA - A Fabulous Comedy Ballet

Date: 23 - 25 March 2007

Venue: Victoria Theater

Time: 8.00pm

Tickets prices: $58, $48, $38 and $28
Available at:
All SISTIC outlets; SISTIC Hotline: 6348-5555 and SISTIC website: www.sistic.com.sg.
ticketing@singaporedancetheatre.com

(Sorry I don't have the real clip for SDT's performance last nite but hope this similar ones will give you guys a rough idea on how worthwhile it was.)

A clip of the Royal Ballet 2000

Click:-http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SP9kKm-Rf98&mode=related&search=

and another clip of Altynai Asylmuratova and Roland Petit
Click:- http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6EzKPJqYB8k&mode=related&search=

Ann and I were given the utmost privilege by Sin Yee to watch this and now, I can sit down and blog a review of Coppelia with the show still fresh in my mind. How could I easily forget, seated at the best seats in the house, the video recording was right behind me!!

The set & props, breathtakingly beautiful, the dancers, comically choreographed, the costumes, colourful and all beautifully made. Endearing storyline, entertaining music, did I not mention the dancing? The dancers for Franz and Swanilda's parts were really good, graceful and flexible. Specially Swanilda, her face expressions, the doll-like dancing in Act 2 was just remarkable. I love the elements of pantomime being incorporated. My favourite part is definitely the girls' comical antics in the workshop and the whole confrontation and dancing between Swanilda and Coppelius.

The other dancers were undoubtedly professionally trained too. This was proven when one of the female dancers' shoe ribbon went loose and she carried on dancing until it came off. Any member could have picked it up after but it would have interfered with the flow. Finally, a male dancer standing nearby picked it up smoothly when it was his cue to kneel down with the rest of the dancers.

Before, I've never thought comedy is possible in a ballet and this one beats Romeo and Juliet by Stuggart in February hands down. Ann and I agreed on that.

Undeniably, the success of this show depends on the teamwork and effort of the whole crew on and back stage. I would also like to extend the heartiest congratulations and recognition to the stage manager who meticulously joined all the loose strings and tied up a magnificient show for the benefit of us all.

Absolute Well Done, Miss SY Chim.

You deserve the tradition of receiving flowers at the end too. :-)

An Ah Beng entry

If anyone is sensitive enough to feel offended by things like this, I am SOLLY ya.
But I gotta share this with all the stressed out, screwed up people like myself...so...
really belly solly ya.


Ready? Read poem after watching
Click : http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sBDA_4DKrbM

Anyway,my first attempt at Ah beng poetry. For hokkien readers.:-)

No money, no tok.
So sorry, no pok.
No Ah Neh,dun be shock,
Eat more pok,then you have lotsa Hock!

......I know......speechless rite?.....tat's why i'm not expecting any comment.....

Stefanie Sun Yanzi's New Album- Ni Guang

And again, today's our heavenly queen's album release.
Album name: Ni Guang
Album cover:See below

New company, new hairdo?

Wrong.

The new company is obviously trying to 'relive' Stefanie's past glory....lame.

I thought I was looking at the album cover of Kite or My Desired Happiness instead of the brand new,anticipated Ni Guang.

Album name: Kite & My desired happiness
Album cover:See below

I sure hope the rest of the songs are of her standard cos the two new songs that 933 keep airing these days don't seem to be.
I don't feel the urge to rush to the store and queue like I did for the Harry Potter books.
I'm still her so-called No1 fan...but maybe I have finally grown up.
OKlah, at least they came up with something new,the PYRAMID.

Sigh....look at her.....I still love her to bits.....

Not too Proud to apologize

Some may view me as a proud and arrogant person, not to mention my explosive emotions and agitations when major issues arise. I don't want to blame it on my genes or hormones and I do admit I'm not the easiest person to live or work with when you delay your deadlines on me.

At times, I do think I have high pitch voice, specially when I'm arguing over simple logics people can't seem to understand. It's ok to ambush me and go straight to my boss about my attitude cos AM I BOVVERED?

You'll love me if you work under me.

You'll love me if you work alongside with me.

You'll love me if you work for me.

You'll love to hate me if you work against me.

It's comical when my boss was explaining after I grilled him whether I was being complained. He would never have brought it up at the first place. I expected that and when he tried to make it sound as if it's not an issue at all, he looked so cute. Really Mr Bean-like. The best part was his reaction after I told him that I apologized before she could complain me. Who would have thought a confident person like me would say sorry to anyone, specially when it wasn't even my mistake.

• I don't have to apologize to any bloody tart over an issue which could be avoided which I had the authority to demand a corrective action for.
• I don't have to apologize for being protective/defensive over people reporting to me.
• I don't have to apologize for anything I had correctly pointed out, even if I were to scream my lungs out in order to get the FACT across.
• I don't have to apologize when I already helped to cover things up for you uncountable times and demand a more solid resolution NOW.
• I don't need to apologize shit to nobody but I bloody did.

Not because I wanted to be diplomatic. Not because I worry how people would perceive of me. Not because I don't want to be hated. I AM JUST NOT FU*CKIN BOVVERED.

I did it because at the end of the day, the issues related to work are not worth falling out over, PERIOD.

Outside work, I treat every work related conflict as negligible.

Maybe that's why I'm still cute and likeable in the office.

Between friendships and work, there will always be a distinct line drawn.

I'm a bitch at work...but I'm a saint outside work.

Sigh... I can't blame you guys for loving this bitch, even at work. Thank you very much.

Am I Bovvered?

Look at my face.


Am I bovvered? (bothered)


Are you disrespectin' me?


Are you calling my mom poor?


Do I look bovvered,tho?


I ain't bovvered,tho.


You muppet!!

Introducing my favourite character of the Catherine Tate's show. Lauren Cooper. She's the typical screwed up, 'samseng' school girl you can find in any typical British school.
Watch this:-
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZlTgdu9CpeI

Refer to the link below for the whole range of characters. She's a real comedian with such talents in her acting, accents and attitude.

http://www.catherinetateshow.co.uk/characters.php



A Classic Act....

I haven't laugh so hard in ages

Please,peeps, you guys need to watch this video, badly!!! I had a hard time trying to laugh in silence and wipe my tears while watching this in my office.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ehSxrgsDu5c

I love Catherine Tate's show. She's geniusly arrogant,rude and full of crap.

Helpless

I can't concentrate at work and I hate feeling so overwhelmed. It is just so bloody painful to feel this way. Why do I let myself fall into the trap? I have so many things I should be doing and I should prioritize but the hell I'm doing now....
I wish someone can just reach into my chest and rip my heart out. I don't want to feel this crappy anymore. I don't want to be able to feel at all. Numb me out, please.

Not mine to lose

Sometimes, I wonder, would it be possible to feel upset over something you lost when you never had it at the first place?

It is possible but it's not yours to lose at the first place. That's what I keep telling myself.

Nowadays, I tend to feel as if I lost valuable things and after I did a reality check, I don't own anything valuable to lose. They're not mine to lose.

Dumb Val.

Peaceful and Lazy Weekend

It's been a long time since I stayed home during weekends and it was nice to sleep until 10am and then sleep again at 2pm after a nice lunch and a few TVB episodes.

If it's not for TH to call me, I would most probably wake up just in time for dinner. TH has a habit of showing up without warning and I had to drag myself out from my bed to meet her in Causeway Pt. Thank God for her spontaneity.

By the way, in case anyone's wondering, the new photo of mine with water squirting outta my mouth, it's real and not photoshopped. I like the fact that some of the tiny people below were carrying umbrellas.

I miss you,Jie

It's lunch time and it's Friday. I'm missing you already.

It's the first day you're off the hook from the working adult life.

How does it feel like?

Miss you online and offline. Miss our routine chats,without fail,every single day,same greeting,same chat goes like this:-

"Jieeeeeeeee"

"Hi Hi"

"Morning...how r u,today? I miss uuuuu"

"baru sampai,late again,very jam"

"go eat something lah"

"ok"

I've to resort to chatting wif u on the phone like back in the days.

Hope to see 'God Given' online soon.

Shall pray hard for you,Jie.

I go makan first.

Today's Thought-2

"When we feel love and kindness toward others, it not only makes others feel loved and cared for, but it helps us also to develop inner happiness and peace."

by

His Holiness, the Dalai Lama

Puppy Gone

Since the day I came back from the pet store in disappointment, I have been intentionally walking past the store every single day. Just to have a look at the stubborn puppy and in a silly hope that perhaps, the puppy will warm up to me one day. I bet the store keeper was irritated at this customer of his who never actually bought anything from the store.

One day, the puppy was gone! The shopkeeper said it got out on its own and escaped. Perhaps it has found its master again, or at least, it felt like her old master.

How do I feel?

Happy- that it is able to be happy again and regain her cheerful self

Relieved- that it is no more in depression

Supportive - and encourage and be there

Disappointed - with myself

Hopelessness - must brace myself and move on

A sense of realization - to perhaps start considering buying other puppies

I hate being able to feel so much over a puppy.

Today's thought- 1

"There are some people who live in a dream world, and there aresome who face reality; and then there are those who turn one into the other."

by

Douglas H. Everett

Adorable,innocent & too young

What a great morning!!!

I woke up earlier than usual today,had my quaker oat and came to work with the utmost confidence. Another important meeting with the customer this afternoon and I'm going to collect whatever emotions I have and keep it safe in my pocket. No point going there with anything else except my biggest smile and composed being. hehe...

I've also recently discovered someone very young at work who's adorable and so very innocent. What an entertainment for me as I teased and make fun of this cute junior. Over the few months, I've trained myself to be a 'don't mess with me' girl with some feminine touch if possible lest they label me with some horrible names. To my boss, that's a success, I quote him, "means you're able to drive the team,it's good." On the other hand, it's not easy to maintain good friendships when you're always so "ON" like most Singaporeans like to say.

Anyhow, I think this junior I'm fond of, who's so shy and timid is terrified of me now....

which is an entertainment to me too.

Am I Really Blogging?

And so, I've heard.

Blogging is supposed to be an outlet, to pour out your heart to people you know and strangers, an online diary, to express how you really feel. Is it really for this purpose? Am I really comfortable with it?

I don't really know. While it provides some sort of an outlet for me, I wasn't really out in the open about how I feel. I tend to wrap things up in nice little packaging before presenting it out to the world. Really, who would wanna know or care how I really feel anyway?

A friend said she's not ready to blog as she doesn't want her life to be exposed to the whole world. True, maybe that's why I chose not to really blog my heart out.

People always appreciate nice little packagings and mild disguises compared to the brutal truth, specially when the truth has nothing to do with them whatsoever.

• So what if I'm depressed over so and so?
• So what if I'm depressed over my career?(wait, what career?!)
• So what if I'm depressed over feeling useless towards my family?
• So what if I'm depressed over a stubborn puppy?
• So what if I'm depressed over any bloody thing at all?

I am going to stop obssessing for things I can't have and open my eyes for the real things in front of me and really appreciate them. How dumb of me not to before this.

I have no right to feel depressed when millions and billions of people suffer from tragedies, diseases, poverty, disabilities, slavery, hunger and lotsa lotsa REAL PAIN.

They don't even have the slightest chance to tell anyone, let alone BLOG.

Count your blessings, Val. And keep counting.....

Congratulations

There are many people I wanna congratulate these days, for:-

• finally leaving your job and venture into being a full time Mom.
• your upcoming wedding, your bride is very pretty and sweet.
• an anticipated show which you spent days and nites sweating out your ass for and it is going to be SUPERB.
• your pregnancy which we all look forward to...finally a real Mama.

I don't even know whether you and you and you and you know who you are but I just feel really happy for you all.

Like the korean/taiwanese soaps fav line "Ni Yi Ding Yao Xing Fu oh.."

Translates as Please be really Happy.

eeeeee.....stop watching soaps,val.

God bless.

Renoir Part 1

Boys and gals, today,I'm going to be really boring and talk about ART.

No,trust me, art is not boring at all.

Once you get into the histories of the painters, you'll find that our sad,little lives are nothing compared to how they breathed,lived and died as artists. I admire their courage and passion, how they pursued their instincts,inspirations and love.

Back in the 19th century, everything was captured by artists' eyes and after much sweat and paint,we get to savour their work. How noble compared to our latest gadgets which we abuse tremendously these days.

Introducing Renoir, full name, Pierre-Auguste Renoir. He was one of the French Impressionist leading painters. Asleep yet?

Firstly, I wanna show this really cool painting of his, Dance at Le Moulin de la Galette. The painting depicts an open-air scene, crowded with people, at a popular dance garden on the Butte Montmartre, close to where he lived.

I love this painting of his, notice how happy and gay everyone is. In the late 1860s, through the practice of painting light and water en plein air (in the open air), he and his friend Claude Monet discovered that the color of shadows is not brown or black, but the reflected color of the objects surrounding them.

Click for bigger picture. From wikipedia.

Bal au moulin de la Galette, Montmartre is an 1876

The fact on how much it costs below:-

On May 17, 1990, it was sold for US$78 million at Sotheby's in New York City, New York to Ryoei Saito, the honorary chairman of Daishowa Paper Manufacturing Company, Japan.
At the time of sale, it was one of the top two most expensive artworks ever sold, together with van Gogh's Portrait of Dr Gachet, which was also purchased by Saito. Saito caused international outrage when he suggested in 1991 that he intended to cremate both paintings with him when he died.
It is currently fifth on the list of most expensive paintings ever sold.

Next, another one of Renoir's famous works,
reminds me of the Chim sisters,minus Muffin, the cat.


Click for bigger picture
On the Terrace, oil on canvas, 1881, Art Institute of Chicago

I like to imagine what the painting is trying to tell me.

When Renoir painted this, he was probably in the park and he saw two girls,dressed up,probably waiting for their parents,probably on their way back from church. It must be a Sunday, cos it was very common for ladies in those days to wear fancy hats on sundays. They looked at peace, perhaps not knowing they were being sketched by Renoir.

The X-cuses

I still remember the time when the X-files series was such a huge thing in my teenage life. Maybe i'm considered a geek for being obssessed with Agent Maulder and Scully along with other classmates in our so-called smart-ass, Science class. Despite that,not all of us are nerds, at least not my group. We're the coolest,smartest(relatively) and funniest. (You know who you are.)

Anyway, in college, I had a close roommate,who often analyzed and solved our very own X-files. On why this and that happened, why who and who in our lives behaved the way they did. Those speculations will always be our X-files.

Now, I realized that the X-factor is damn vital in our lives. To hell with X-files when the real reason is X-factor.

Like Simon Cowell's talent show, X-Factor, to be the ONE, needs not only the talent in singing,dancing,performing,looks...etc...the person MUST have the X-Factor. We apply it to our everyday lives.

(However,it only applies to those whose heart rules the head.)

Despite all the sh*t we get every single day:-

• What's the X-factor that made us stay in a dead-end job?
• What's the X-factor that made us like a movie or a song?
• What's the X-factor that made our friends love us despite our flaws?
• What's the X-factor that drives us on in such a meaningless life?
• What's the X-factor that made us fall in love with a puppy?

Too many factors but I know there's one X that I think we keep throwing at each other.

The X-cuses.

Whatever crappy X-factor plays a part in every decision we make because life is indeed so very spontaneous. Then we'll come up with all sorts of X-cuses to justify who we are,what we do,how we feel,who we hurt and most importantly, why we let ourselves do it. Heck,we never try to think our decisions are purely ruled by some incomprehensible factors.

Then we let ourselves give all sorts of X-cuses to cushion the blow and live in denial. I've been so naive and I'm getting so fed-up with them.

Therefore, I tell myself to just bloody X-ccept.

I'm in Love

There's a new idol in town. Been crazy about this little guy since I got to know him.

His name is Xiao Xin. His favourite past time is eating.





And seducing women with his sexy eyes.....and contagious laughs.






Or taking walks with his super,modern,hot Momma....


and splashing in the pool in trunks.



Despite all that, ultimately, food is still his favourite past time.



I love my little idol to bits. Muah!!

Complement

Today,I give thanks to God for my siblings.
Actually, I thank Him every single day for my baby sis and bros.

We're 4 very different individuals with such diversions in our characters and it forms a very strong bond. I have to say, we actually complete each other in many ways.

My sister's visit last month was too much fun but too short. I miss her terribly. Along with my little bro, we had so much fun eating, sightseeing,shooting crazy pics,laughing..and yes,fighting too..as usual. Sorry that Bryan couldn't join us.

Growing up, there's never a day or an hour went by without an argument, disputes or even physical fights. Well,the physical fights stopped after I realized my bros are much stronger than me. Our parents still cannot stand the sight of us having little tiffs because it's just too frequent.

At the end of the day, the fact remains. We're thousands of miles apart from each other, we still end up telling each other our deepest secrets, sharing our joys and sadness, bitching about people who annoyed us (even each other), being there for each other's problems and the list goes on and on. We are there for each other, united by love.

I love you very much, Ching, Ping and Ann.

Shopping online

You know everytime you shop online and purchase something, like say, a mobile phone, you demand good photos of the phone with as many angles as possible,right?

Like so....

Sometimes, I can't help but wonder, whether my little brother is selling himself on e-bay.

Thank you,Brenda

My dear Hui Sing,

Thank you so much for your constant prayers. I guess that why I'm still in one piece. I may not say it out loud but the gratification is deep inside within me. I believe God hasn't given up hope on a sinner like me. Thank you.

Love you lots.God Bless.

Emotional bank

I'm rich!!!!
I realized that I have been saving up all these years. (bravo val, a pat on the back)
Yes,I did,in the wrong bank,though.

While my financial bank is always empty, I noticed my emotional bank is prosperously full and generous. Why, I must have been saving them up for some reason. To buy a puppy, for eg.
I used to want to buy a kitten for myself for many years, I didn't, cos I have no confidence that I would give full commitment to the poor kitten. Then,it finally dawned on me that all along, I needed a puppy. Eureka!!!

The obvious reaction was to go to a pet store and then I saw one exquisite puppy. She was not the most beautiful puppy there but somehow,she had this energy, her eyes drew me closer to her though they were far away in her own world. Her distinguished attitude attracted me so.

"I'll take her."
"I'm sorry,she's not for sale," said the shopkeeper.
"I don't mind the cost,I'll pay anything."
"I'm so sorry,she really is not for sale." insisted the shopkeeper.
"Why?She's needs to be taken care of,right? She needs a home,right?"
"Hmm...indeed,but the reason she's not for sale is because she will not follow you home, even if she does,she will be in her own world." he tried to explain.
"How's that?"
"Because she's too loyal to her previous master who dumped her. She has not figured out how to move on and let her master go yet. Her master took her back once and dumped her again. A master who rather have kittens than her." he answered with a sigh.

I'm damn rich but I couldn't buy this special puppy. I have all the emotions in the world to shower her with love and care , never ever going to let her experience the ill-fated treatment from her inhuman master. But I will never have the privilege. She wants to be left alone as she mourns and misses her old master. Even if I brought her back by force, she will probably just fall ill from misery and die on me. Still, I admire her loyalty. A fool, no doubt, but honourable.

I finally understood why I prefer puppies rather than kittens now.
Maybe I should shut down my emotional bank and begin saving in my financial bank for once.

I sneezed and the world shook

Woke up today with a heavy head caused by this irritating nose block...only the right side, though. Not a problem,I can still breathe with my left nostril.Managed to dress up for work,ignored everyone on the bus, set up my laptop and started my day. Table was cluttered with tissues and eyes could hardly open.

With my right nostril still stuck with a tissue roll, Aaarrchoooo and my mind went giddy for a sec. I thought the laptop screen was swaying and my chair was moving left to right. Stood up to see whether someone from the next cubicle was shaking the partition.

Sat back down,I told myself, "Mr Yee is going to get my MC tomorrow cos i could fall and hurt myself if I'm seeing stars from sneezing."

Then Mr Yee appeared behind me!! Long life,Mr Yee.

The office suddenly went busy with "you felt that?", "shaking leh", "my chair moved"...

Mr Yee confirmed that he was in a meeting himself when his saw the image on his projector screen was swaying. Confirmed loh...earthquake loh.

"Everyone evacuate!"

I'm so proud of my company when dealing with disaster. We're so "professional" with all health and safety practices. Then the announcement:-

"Go lunch first,then come back to work."

How very kind of them.

Anyhow,no biggie.Just in case you're wondering ...

Is Singapore free from earthquakes?
In known history, Singapore has not experienced an earthquake.
Singapore is located in an area sandwiched by the Java trench in the west and south, and the Philippine plate and trench in the east.Thus Singapore is located in a seismically stable zone, free from earthquakes.Most of the shallow and bigger earthquakes are in western Sumatra and Java because of the deep subduction zones to the west-east and south-north of the Java trench. Earthquakes that occur near Singapore are usually deep earthquakes and weak.
However this does not exclude us from being affected by weak tremors once or twice a year due to a strong earthquake located in western Sumatra.The tremors are weak and are felt by a few people living on high floors over certain specific areas of the Singapore.
In the interest of the public, Meteorological Services Division has set up a compact network of seismic sensors around the island to monitor the effects of these earthquakes from western Sumatra. The data are made available to engineers to help them ascertain the tremor effects on structures. These data are also made available to researchers in the universities. The information is also made available to the general public whenever a tremor incident occurs in Singapore

Apparently, my flu is far more big a deal than this 'hoo hah'.

A Happy Wild Boar Year

This year's red packets are all designed with pigs on them. Pigs/wild boars suddenly became THE supermodels and spokepersons for everything we use. If you want to be a pig, this is the only year when you have the license to pig and be wild all you like without judgement.

The rituals followed:-

First day of CNY.

• the arrival of relatives at my house
• everyone shook hands wishing Happy New Year, despite hands being sweaty,dirty or oily
• sat down and started pigging

Second day of CNY.

• our arrival at relatives' house
• everyone shook hands wishing Happy New Year, despite hands being sweaty,dirty or oily
• sat down and started pigging

Except for my beloved grandpa...






And my grandma! (pic taken after I gave a toast to her)




I LOVE MY SUPER DUPER COOL FAMILY

Congratulations,Martina and Ming

Ah Ming dropped the red bomb.....and I was invited.

It was worth flying back to see this LIVE.





and then 15 mins later....



Wedding bliss....awww

Reminiscing Rainbow

For a start, Over the rainbow may sound cliche, but I'm neither over nor under any rainbow at this point. To the community,rainbow colours do represent something else and to me,there are many reasons i chose this as my blog title. For the future to come,I wish you all a colourful life.

A poem of William Wordsworth from 1802, "My Heart Leaps Up When I Behold The Rainbow", begins:
My heart leaps up when I behold
A rainbow in the sky:
So was it when my life began;
So is it now I am a man;
So be it when I shall grow old,
Or let me die!…

Left-Noah's Thanksoffering (c.1803) by Joseph Anton Koch. Noah builds an altar to the Lord after being delivered from the Flood; God sends the rainbow as a sign of his covenant (Genesis 8-9).
Right-The Blind Girl, oil painting (1856) by John Everett Millais. The rainbow – one of the beauties of nature that the blind girl cannot experience – is used to underline the pathos of her condition.
Extracted from Wikipedia

God sends the rainbow as a sign of his covenant and Noah saw it. Rainbow is a good sign then?

Is it a good sign then if the blind girl cannot see it? Can we enjoy things we can't see? Can we enjoy things we don't have? Can we enjoy things we can't feel?