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Pictures I Lost Last Year

Yesterday, as it has been for a few years, my uncle invited us to one of the dinners organised by the temple, held in conjunction with a noisy auction. It's rather hard not to miss when it's held behind a huge wall that looks like a castle, bright lights, huge flags, and a Chinese opera playing out next to it. Last year, smart little me accidentally deleted all the photos before I could even upload them anywhere. Well not this year!

This year was slightly different than the past few, the tent was much bigger, but the tables seem to shrink, and it was in a totally different location. My 2 cousins took a ride with us to the location and amazingly didn't start their nonsense until much later. Ian, usually cranky when tired, actually was cheerful enough to pose for a few photos, especially happy when posing with his toy puppy. I got a feeling it's all the bubbles in the orange soda he drank that got him to lighten up. I would never get my Coke Light... so I ended downing glass after glass of Iced Chinese Tea. What a joke! Even bigger joke was when I asked for Chinese tea in English and she told me in Mandarin that they don't have it but they have exactly the same thing, only known to her as "zhong guo cha". I didn't know if I should laugh or cry then as I knew I had to start yapping in Mandarin to them the whole night to make sure that I get an iced tea and not some hot stuff that burns my tongue.

Anyway, it started around 8.30 together with the auction, making people bid ridiculous rates for mundane things like a bicycle. When I say different, even the food this year was different, it's the same caterer, it's always catered by my grandfather's neighbour. Anyhoo... it usually starts with hot steaming buns, but this year the first dish was actually the one that usually came out at the end, the noodles. The noodles looked really plain and simple yet tasted really good, must have been the leeks in it that added to the flavour, something which my mom, unfortunately, could not taste.

Somehow, the arrival of the next dish depended on the auction, if they think it's going well, the next dish is served up rather fast, and if they needed to stretch it out, we kinda go hungry. The next dish however, marked the arrival of the Guest-of-Honour, one of Singapore's MPs with a long name. Ian was considering going over to grab a few prawns off their plate when they got up to greet her but he was a little too shy. So 2nd dish was my fave among all the Chinese dinner dishes, the cold dish that's a platter of assorted yummies.

Personal Cold Dish




Ian Ate It All

Eventually the food is served rather quickly, possibly due to the presence of the VIP, but portions this year seem to have shrunk. Well, doesn't really matter when u have quite a few different dishes to go through.

Shark's Fin Soup


Herbal Chicken


Runaway Mushroom?




Huge Steamed Pomfret


Sweet Steamed Prawns

Oddly, it seemed to stop there and the auction was going really fast as they were running out of time. When the plates arrived, it gave a few of us quite a shock as it was something new, and some of us were almost full, waiting for dessert. Well, more buns for me then.

Kong Bak Pao

Quite a few people didn't bother to stay for dessert and left but they definitely didn't miss anything special.

Iced Canned Longans

Went home satisfied and a little deaf.

People Beg To Differ

You Are Not Scary

Everyone loves you. Isn't that sweet?

How Scary Are You?

The picture in the result scares me somehow... it's rather creepy.

Shout Out

To Putra

My First Love

It's been 2 years, and I still love you.

And I know you're shining down on me from Heaven
ANGEL OF MINE

Spill The Beans

After a certain comment, Amy keeps asking if it would be better to let all your problems out or keep it all in. Her question makes me wonder if it's better just to have a balance of both. Guess it really depends on the person and how they handle their problems. I know some, including Amy, who pours almost every drop out, and I know those who just ask for opinions till they figure out within themselves.

I personally am not one to pour everything out from my jug to anyone and everyone, nor do I really ask for advise, making Mark and her think that I keep every damn thing inside to brew. Then again, when anything troubles me, I seem to either find a solution or let it all out on this. Somehow I'm just lucky enough to find answers at the right time, although I may realise some disguised blessings a little later than I should. Then as Amy also pointed out, my mom will probably be the only one who knows all my crap. What I can honestly say is that my mom doesn't.

Not every little thing.

I guess there are still things that should be kept within oneself, but it seems like, between the 3 of us, that seems to be strictly my opinion. Though thinking about it more, I don't know what exactly I should be telling. Another thing is, you've got a mouth, you've got a brain (I give u that much) ... You wanna know? ASK. So maybe I need prompting, but I never stopped anyone from asking... (tell me if I did.) I might have tried to avoid a question or two, but tell me who hasn't actually done that in their entire life?

Guess now if you want to know more about me, or from me, shoot that question out your mouth, and most possibly you'll get an answer shot out from mine.

Not True Enough?

Your Gluttony Quotient: 60%

You definitely have your gluttonous moments. For you, eating is a true hobby. And while you do spend a lot on food, you can always make it back winning eating contests.

How Much Gluttony Do You Have?

Free & Easy

After a really stressful month, I'm finally free from all the issues that held me down, that diverted my attention from everyday life, and from the people around me. I realised that people have told me things, or I've told them things, during that period of time, and I seem to remember them very vaguely. Worst of all, right when the assignments were due (or so I thought), my body got attacked by that menacing stomach virus, creating more problems. Now that I'm done with all the datelines and tests, I'm still left picking up some pieces, as well as starting anew on other aspects of life.

Soon all the problems faced in class with the essays will start again, but it'll be different this time since we at least know what we should be looking for. Unlike the last semester, where we were basically going into the library like 2 mountain tortoises, walking around slow and totally at a lost with what we were supposed to do. One thing though, Amy and I gave up on AP102, deciding that it would be a better option to just try it all over again instead of cracking our heads to finish the 2nd essay. Rather good choice, as it left me sometime to explore myself before the next term, which I haven't done in a while.

Whoopididoo!

Certified At Last

Went for my 2nd attempt at the driving test today. Was nervous as usual, but not as bad as my first. I was rather pissed off the day before, after my final lesson, because of cyclists and traffic lights. I got no idea why but it so happened yesterday that every time I was approaching a junction, the lights would turn orange just as I have slightly more than 1 car's length to stop, and therefore it meant that I had enough time to stop and should. Hit the brakes real hard in that similar situation about 3 times, until the instructor actually started snickering when here I am fuming. Another thing that pissed me off was a cyclist. Like in my earlier post, I was already fed up with them and here was one more taking his own sweet time to cycle at the side of the road, wobbling towards the middle. Honestly, WHY CAN'T YOU JUST CYCLE ON THE PAVEMENT??? Trying not to kill him, keeping rules in check and trying to drive at the same time nearly cause an accident itself. If it gets down to that I won't have pity for the cyclist. HELL NO! I was so frustrated with these buggers that I somehow aimed to hit the pedestrian crossing at the entrance to the school's circuit. My instructor said I made a late turning and it was too wide, but later on I realised that I was actually aiming to hit her. That's apparently how mad I was at the world yesterday and I totally didn't need stupid people like them bothering me during my test.

During the warm-up session I was driving as slow as a cow, even the car seemed to MoOoO! Then the butterflies and shaky leg came back to haunt me. Worst of all was the balloting session, somehow I knew when I looked at the board when my slip would be picked. As I guessed, I ended up with the tester coined 'The Terminator' and I knew for sure I'd fail again. I just started thinking that I'd have to fork out another $500 and wait till next year or something to retake the test.

Well, Terminator called my name and asked me to go ahead and start the car and crap. Once he came in, he cracked his neck and told me to go as if he already said I could start. Then all the way he nagged about how I should know to get around hazards and stuff. He was rather simple though, letting me choose and make most decisions but the nagging was enough to kill you. Going out to the road, he changed my test route and basically had to just turn where he liked. It was going alright until I reached the traffic light and, lo and behold, IT happened. 2 car lengths and it turns orange. Slammed on the breaks and stopped the car right before the white line, causing Terminator's things to slide and drop everywhere. I totally didn't want to look at his face at that moment. Worst part was that he didn't nag or say a thing about it and that was more irritating than him actually nagging. Then after 3 turns, he said "ok, turn left and go back to circuit". Heart sank, head thought "what did I do wrong now?"

Up the stairs and into the room, he starts by saying "you know what are your problems and weaknesses?" I honestly feel small next to him. He then goes on nagging about what I did wrong, and I just thought "just tell me I failed already and stop nagging to spoil the rest of my day". Shocks of all shocks, he finished his lecture, turns the paper around, writes 18 points and striked off the 'failed' mark, ticking the 'passed'. I was in so much shock I didn't know what to do and gave a small squeaky "thank you" and kinda whooshed out the room.

So anyone who has a p-plate they could lend me for a year I wouldn't mind taking it off ur hands. Heheheehe

Shout Out

To Prabu

Rather True

Your Blogging Type Is the Private Performer

Your blog is your stage - with your visitors your adoring fans. At least, that's how you write with your witty one liners. And while you like attention, you value your privacy. You're likely to have an anonymous blog - or turn off comments.

What's Your Blogging Personality?

Your Five Factor Personality Profile

Extroversion: You have medium extroversion. You're not the life of the party, but you do show up for the party. Sometimes you are full of energy and open to new social experiences. But you also need to hibernate and enjoy your "down time." Conscientiousness: You have medium conscientiousness. You're generally good at balancing work and play. When you need to buckle down, you can usually get tasks done. But you've been known to goof off when you know you can get away with it. Agreeableness: You have medium agreeableness. You're generally a friendly and trusting person. But you also have a healthy dose of cynicism. You get along well with others, as long as they play fair. Neuroticism: You have medium neuroticism. You're generally cool and collected, but sometimes you do panic. Little worries or problems can consume you, draining your energy. Your life is pretty smooth, but there's a few emotional bumps you'd like to get rid of. Openness to experience: Your openness to new experiences is high. In life, you tend to be an early adopter of all new things and ideas. You'll try almost anything interesting, and you're constantly pushing your own limits. A great connoisseir of art and beauty, you can find the positive side of almost anything.

The Five Factor Personality Test

Happy Freakin Birthday

Well as I expected, I didn't get what I want, and I can say it was the total opposite of what I was hoping for.

Started out at 3am when I gave up editing my essay because of tiredness and wanted to sleep. And did I get a good sleep? Nooooo.... I tossed and turned, trying to get comfortable, eyes sealed shut from tiredness, but my brain was racing about things in the coming 2 weeks. My head then starts to heat up as if I'm about to spit fire and my body is too bloody tired to get out of bed to take a shower. Finally, somehow, I got tired enough and fell asleep around 4am I think.

Later at 10am, my mom comes back to find the door latched and has to wake me up by calling me. So, yeah, this was my fault but she couldn't just call and tell me to open the door when I answered the phone. Nooooo.... Well I rejected the 1st call and I picked up the 2nd one. It was 10am in the morning and it didn't click in my mind that she couldn't get in. Pick up the 2nd call to find no one on the other end, and here I am getting pissed off that she didn't lock her phone and it's going off while she's walking (happened before so don't think it's impossible). 3rd call comes in and I'm greeted by a loud shout through the window and through the phone at the same time. Talk about a wake up call. Trudged out of bed, un-latched the door and went back to bed angry, and fell back to sleep.

My alarm then goes off about 2 hours later, yelling out to remind me that I had to get my butt to BBDC to practice my driving. Either I go or I waste my money, so I went and I think I shouldn't have. If the instructor almost having an accident with the bus wasn't enough of a bad sign, I don't know what was. The road conditions seemed to be crap today. Decisions had to be made and it seemed like almost every one I made was a bad one. That or it was people, on legs or vehicles, that wanted to get injured or killed by me. Maybe they were testing my patience, maybe testing my reaction time. I mean if it's your right of way, bloody cross the road, don't do the hokey pokey (put ur right foot in, put ur right foot out...) at the curb. If you're crossing you're grandfather's road can you do it a little faster unless you're old and have osteoporosis? What I really want to know is why some cyclist can't just ride on the pavement? Hello... it's not exactly the safest road to ride on with the L plates running about. Another thing is if u insist on cycling on the bloody road, stick to the fuckin side and not go zig-zagging in the middle of it. If you're riding a motorbike, can you please look who is behind you before you just decide to wobble off and brake suddenly to do a u-turn in the middle of the road? It's good I'm just learning or I'd wind the window down and flipped you the bird.

Best part of the whole lesson was driving back to school like a mad woman and parking the car to end the lesson. Felt damn good racing back, no competition on the slope up, and just turning in to park like it was my own carpark.

Good news was that psych classes were cancelled and that I had more time to do the damn essay. Seemed like the only good news of the day. Was hoping I could get Amy out but I think the haze deterred her. On my way back, I get a call from MJ. Felt bad talking to him with my disappointed and deflated attitude while he was trying his best to lift my confidence up. It was good hearing him happy with his new toy though. Got back and attended to my fish, which felt rather good, especially when I added the pretty plants into the tanks. Though I still hate that the mollies that just make babies like rabbits. Anyway, just more food for the terrapin then.

Went out with mom to Ikea later and hogged a table for dinner, followed with organising my essay (yeah, back to that shit again) information. What so bad about that? The food. Here I was glad that they had laksa as their local dish of the day. How good it was to find out that there was bloody milk in the dish. If you're stupid enough to think that I didn't know there was coconut milk in it, you probably have a coconut for ur head. The milk didn't take effect immediately, thank goodness, but I doubt I'm going to have a good sleep tonight either.

Breaking point was when a couple came along and they just had the most horrible table etiquette. I don't feel you have to know how to hold your fork and all, but they ate like bloody pigs. One was slurping every mouthful of food/drink and then tried to be posh by dissecting the chicken wing with a fork and spoon. The other just gobbled everything down, and kinda vacuumed the meat off the bones on the chicken wing. Just put the whole thing in the mouth and suck it right off, oil on the lips and fingers. Well at least there was that bit of decency to wash up after. In between they were conversing about the most boring shit ever. I really don't get them, and they didn't even have the courtesy to clear their crap after. Heck! I moved my shit so u can plonk ur butt down, interrupt my work, bore me to death and then u leave ur crap for me to look at. DAMN YOU!

Great!
Just fuckin great!

Definitely A Bad Week

Your Depression Level: 36%

You may be depressed. While you can be moody, your moods generally fall within the range of normal. It's up to you to decide if you're depressed... or if you're simply having a bad week.

Are You Depressed?