The next step

My sis is finally married!! After months and months of agonising over details and preparation and other bits and pieces, the whole thing is finally over. She is now an official Ajumma! She's probably going to kill me for saying that but I am an extremely honest person. She no longer has her single status to hide behind, face the facts sis! But you're still a really pretty ajumma!!

The whole event was.. interesting. It was weird to see my sis all dressed up like that, I honestly couldn't recognise her when I saw her enter the wedding hall. Plus she was WILLINGLY posing for pics, she hates the sight of a camera, she throws hard, heavy things at anyone who dares to stick a camera in her face, so unlike her sel-ca loving sis. But I suppose her bliss was enough to make her forget her pet peeve, and I grabbed the opportunity and snapped all the pics I wanted! If only I didn't look so frumpy next to the bride.. but in my defence, not even Katherine Hepburn can hold a candle next to a bride!! Hah!

We're heading off to Bali day after tomorrow, it's going to be one LONG week. Time for me to take out my sneakers and backpack again! Adventures, here I come!! If I do get my camera in time for the trip, I should be able to take fantastic pics of my holiday! If not, then.. slightly blurry pics will have to suffice. And my trusty old manual camera..

Gosh, I sound like someone from the middle ages..

A week of change

My sis is getting married this Sunday! The reality of it is finally kicking in; she's going to move on from being a Miss to a Madam, the room is going to be a lot bigger without her (although all her stuff is STILL here), and I won't have someone to gossip with in the middle of the night with anymore. It's going to be strange not having her around, but I am happy that she's happy!! Plus the total control of the room's not bad at all!! Muahahahaha!!!

I am going off to Bali for a week, to celebrate my sister's wedding. Don't ask me why the entire family (both the bride and groom's side) is tagging along on her honeymoon, as long as I am not sleeping in the room next to theirs, I am happy.. Some things are better left unknown, I don't want my holiday to be traumatizing for me..

But for now, I want a new cam! And a new laptop! If only Christmas came in June instead of Dec.. You think Santa makes early deliveries?

A tribute to my laptop..

I am officially without a laptop now. My laptop suddenly suffered a stroke a few days back, hence the absence on my MSN and Yahoo plus the lack of blog updates. I got it assessed today.. and the verdict: My motherboard is dead, therefore I should pull the plug.. It was raining today too.. Appropriate weather for the final farewell..

I've had my laptop for about 5 years, it's stuck with me through thick and thin. Cheered me up during my lonely nights while away from home, and kept me company as I was about to lose sanity working on my countless assignments. It's provided me so much comfort and joy, my dear baby. But, nothing lasts forever and I finally wore out my love a few days back. My dear laptop, I will remember you. And rest in peace, you will never have to over strain yourself trying to handle the countless downloads and other activities that contributed to your demise. I'll always love you.


I probably won't be able to blog as much now, I am using my sister's laptop at the moment but she needs to use it too. Anyways, there will be a long silence from me until I get another one.. Anyone wanna go laptop shopping with me?

Love Letter- Shinhwa

Love Letter- Shinhwa

I spent the past few days of my freedom watching old episodes of Love Letter featuring Shinhwa. Love having the T.V to myself and not having to give in to the whims of the kids!! Muahaha, I must say that Shinhwa just wows me more and more, am completely stuck on them now. I thought that I was past my Shinhwa phase, but I don't know how and why these guys worked their ways back in again.. Aii, perfection.. PERFECTION!!!

Perfection!!!

I'm telling you, there must be something about the water that Korean men drink. How on earth do they produce such fine specimens?? How?? How?? I was just talking about the fantastically yummilicious Shinhwa guys, So Ji Sub, Jo In Sung.. (the list goes on and on.. ) over dinner with my friends when one of the local products came in. He was in his gym outfit, having finished his workout in the gym above the restaurant.. And as he strutted in, attempting to look all cool and hunky, I sputtered on my water. How is it possible that those Korean guys look so good with their buffed up bodies and the guys here who attempt to acquire those pecs still look like something the cat brought in?? I mean it can't be the method right? Or the machinery?

Need I say more?

There must be something else. It's the water they drink. I'm sure of it. It's the water they drink.

I think it's time we started importing Korean water to drink.

One week of suffering

I spent the entire week in bed, coughing my lungs out and rubbing my nose sore. I have no idea how but I contracted the worst three combinations (fever, cough and flu) last Monday. I strongly suspect that it could be because my extended family made their yearly visit to my house this week.. Extended family overload- three generations under one roof is enough to make even the Incredible Hulk crumble like Lego bricks..

Every year during June, I celebrate the Chinese New Year. You come down to the living room and there's a HUGE group of your Chinese relatives congregating around the coffee table which is FILLED with snacks, food and drinks. And there's always some Chinese programme playing on the T.V. Plus the older women (your Mom included) are always gossiping about who got married to whom and what happened in the latest neighbourhood drama. The kids are running around amok like headless chickens and you find yourself hiding in your room after you've come down and said the obligatory hellos and listened to them talk about you right in front of you, but of course, they don't acknowledge that fact, it's like you've suddenly gone invisible. Sound familiar? That's Chinese New Year alright. Except you don't have the lion dances and the noisy firecrackers.

Well, it's finally Friday. I've just about recovered from my bout of sickness and the relatives are scheduled to leave tomorrow afternoon. The house is going to be really lonely and quiet, especially minus the brats, BUT I am going to welcome the nice silence and the break of my hibernation.

Hello again, World.

The Shrek Experience

Isn't this so super cute?? I love Puss in Boots! And Shrek!

Ever since I heard that Shrek 3 was coming out, I have been nagging at almost everyone I know, saying that I have to watch it. Although I don't particularly like movies of this genre, Shrek is just different for me. I had really good memories with Shrek 1 and 2, and I was honestly looking forward to Shrek 3 as I was convinced that more memorable memories would be created. I was going to watch it with my bestest girlfriends! Of course it would be great! Or so I thought..



The moment I stepped into the cinema, I was surrounded by the most fearsome sight ever.. Kids.. by the dozens.. Kids on the right, kids on the left, kids jumping up and down.. I nearly ran away at the sight of my worst nightmare. But I already had tickets, and I really wanted to watch Shrek so I persevered.. and searched for my friends. I bought my juice and popcorn and waited eagerly for my movie to start. When the lights dimmed, I sat back and relaxed. Good times ahead!!



Unfortunately, that wasn't what the cinema had in store for me. About 15 minutes into the movie, a monster sitting right behind me made its presence felt. She couldn't stop chattering to her parents!! Ok, I understand that she's excited about watching a movie with her parents, but come on kid. Doesn't the fun lie in actually watching the movie?? What's the point in coming to watch a movie if all you hear is your own voice? You can hear your voice any time you want! For free! And I don't need to hear your voice, that is one freebie that I can do WITHOUT.. My friends and I kept on looking behind us pointedly, but the mother and father just ignored us.. Civilised folk we live with, eh?



Then, I started hearing footsteps.. No, it wasn't a ghost.. It was the monster tap dancing behind me. I have no idea why she began creating such a ruckus behind me!!! What's with the display of "talents" anyways? We're not at an Idol audition for crying out loud!! I was starting to get really annoyed when it started.. gentle rumbles at first.. which slowly but surely turned into giant SNORES.. I nudged my friend and asked her "Do you hear that snoring?" and she said that I was imagining it. Then it started getting louder, and louder and LOUDER. It was so loud it drowned out Shrek!



We turned back and saw the father leaning back against his chair, mouth wide open, happily snoring away.. We glared at the whole family, and at one point we actually said "My God! What's the matter with you people??". The wife had the cheek to laugh! Laugh! But she finally got the message and nudged her husband awake. The snoring stopped for a while. For a while.



5 minutes later, the percussion orchestra started again..



We gave up and started laughing. Laughing at Shrek, laughing at our luck, and laughing helplessly at the way the father was snoring and snoring away. Men. That's all I can say. MEN.. *sigh*



Anyways, this Shrek experience was different from what I experienced before.. but it sure is one experience deeply embedded in my memory. I really wonder what Shrek 4 will be like. Is there a 4th installment? Anybody know?