Had to go into the F1 site yesterday to settle some work business. Hahaa...
Went to the main site near the Singapore Flyer.
That's where all the main ops centres are and where the media communications booths are set up.
A colleague who's stationed there came to fetch me in with an F1 buggy. Damn cute...like those you see on the golf courses.
The whole place was buzzing. Not with excitement I feel...Rather it was buzzing with a kind of nervousness and last-minute rush.
Foreign workers were still setting up fences, barricades, scaffolding. People were milling about looking lost. Since not all barriers were up yet, there were members of the public who were wandering about all over the place. Taking pictures and adding to the chaos.
Security personnel were here and there. But generally looked lost as well.
Loads of BMWs were plasterd with F1 stickers and had sirens and flashing lights placed on top of them. All driven by big burly ang mohs. All of them looked like bodyguards. They were driving here and there. Not quite sure what were they supposed to be doing though.
I saw the track. A portion of it at least. Cordoned off to all cars and vehicels and buggies. Only the marked BMWs were allowed to go onto the tracks....
Hmm mm....I seriously wonder, if our contract is for the next 5 years, will the lights be taken down till next year? Or will they be left there...? Hmm mm....
Where will the buildings go? Or will they be left there as well?
Friday, September 26, 2008
The Cuzzie & Rising Prices
It was nice having dinner with Suli last night...:)
The gossips about our families, our other halves, our work...yada yada...
We hsould do this more often perhaps haha.
Gosh, she's so slim...dunno how she maintains it.. haha...
We munched at Sudoku? Shokudo??
That new jap restaurant at the corner opposite the Adidas outlet in Bugis Junction.
Food wasn't too bad. But prices were a rip-off I think. Gosh. A $60 dinner meal for two.
My chicken meaball pasta was quite good. Sauce was not too creamy and meatballs were nicely marinated. Tasted like those Tori-Q meatballs.
The Apple Vinegar drink however, was a huge let-down. Supposed to be their signature drink.
Probably cost them $1-something at cost price. It was charged at $5.80.
It tasted like any normal Zapple drink, with 5 small cubes of apple thrown into it, loads of ice cubes. And perhaps a dash of cider added into it for that extra sourness.
I can do it at home lor.
Conclusion. I'll prolly only go back there if I am feeling rich.
Drinks at TCC were a rip-off too....
Her tea tasted weird and my Russian Earl Grey tasted like PVC plastic.
$20 for 2 pots of hot tea.
Gosh. Prices these days are really atrocious.
The gossips about our families, our other halves, our work...yada yada...
We hsould do this more often perhaps haha.
Gosh, she's so slim...dunno how she maintains it.. haha...
We munched at Sudoku? Shokudo??
That new jap restaurant at the corner opposite the Adidas outlet in Bugis Junction.
Food wasn't too bad. But prices were a rip-off I think. Gosh. A $60 dinner meal for two.
My chicken meaball pasta was quite good. Sauce was not too creamy and meatballs were nicely marinated. Tasted like those Tori-Q meatballs.
The Apple Vinegar drink however, was a huge let-down. Supposed to be their signature drink.
Probably cost them $1-something at cost price. It was charged at $5.80.
It tasted like any normal Zapple drink, with 5 small cubes of apple thrown into it, loads of ice cubes. And perhaps a dash of cider added into it for that extra sourness.
I can do it at home lor.
Conclusion. I'll prolly only go back there if I am feeling rich.
Drinks at TCC were a rip-off too....
Her tea tasted weird and my Russian Earl Grey tasted like PVC plastic.
$20 for 2 pots of hot tea.
Gosh. Prices these days are really atrocious.
The Grocery List
Louise Redden, a poorly dressed lady with a look of defeat on her face, walked into a grocery store. She approached the owner of thestore in a most humble manner and asked if he would let her charge a few groceries.
She softly explained that her husband was very ill and unable to work, they had seven children and they needed food. John Longhouse, the grocer, scoffed at her and requested that she leave his store at once.
Visualizing the family needs, she said: 'Please, sir! I will bring you the money just as soon as I can.' John told her he could not give her credit, since she did not have a charge account at his store.
Standing beside the counter was a customer who overheard the conversation between the two. The customer walked forward and told>the grocer that he would stand good for whatever she needed for her family.
The grocer said in a very reluctant voice, 'Do you have a grocery list?' Louise replied, 'Yes sir.'
'O.K' he said, 'Put your grocery list on the scales and whatever your grocery list weighs, I will give you>that amount in groceries.'
Louise, hesitated a moment with a bowed head, then she reached into>her purse and took out a piece of paper and scribbled something on it. She then laid the piece of paper on the scale carefully with her head still bowed.
The eyes of the grocer and the customer showed amazement when the scales went down and stayed down. The grocer, staring at the scales, turned slowly to the customer and said begrudgingly, 'I can't believe it.'
The customer smiled and the grocer started putting the groceries on the other side of the scales.
The scale did not balance so he continued to put more and more groceries on them until the scales>would hold no more. The grocer stood there in utter disgust. Finally, he grabbed the piece of paper from the scales and looked at it with greater amazement.
It was not a grocery list, it was a prayer, which said: 'Dear Lord, you know my needs and I am leaving this in your hands.' The grocer gave her the groceries that he had gathered and stood in>stunned silence. Louise thanked him and left the store.
The other customer handed a fifty-dollar bill to the grocer and said: 'It was worth every penny of it . Only God Knows how much a prayer weighs.'
THE POWER OF PRAYER: When you receive this, say a prayer.
That's all you have to do. Just stop right now, and say a prayer of thanks for your own good fortune.
So dear heart, trust God to heal the sick, provide food for the hungry, clothes and shelter for those that don't have as we do.
Amen & Amen
She softly explained that her husband was very ill and unable to work, they had seven children and they needed food. John Longhouse, the grocer, scoffed at her and requested that she leave his store at once.
Visualizing the family needs, she said: 'Please, sir! I will bring you the money just as soon as I can.' John told her he could not give her credit, since she did not have a charge account at his store.
Standing beside the counter was a customer who overheard the conversation between the two. The customer walked forward and told>the grocer that he would stand good for whatever she needed for her family.
The grocer said in a very reluctant voice, 'Do you have a grocery list?' Louise replied, 'Yes sir.'
'O.K' he said, 'Put your grocery list on the scales and whatever your grocery list weighs, I will give you>that amount in groceries.'
Louise, hesitated a moment with a bowed head, then she reached into>her purse and took out a piece of paper and scribbled something on it. She then laid the piece of paper on the scale carefully with her head still bowed.
The eyes of the grocer and the customer showed amazement when the scales went down and stayed down. The grocer, staring at the scales, turned slowly to the customer and said begrudgingly, 'I can't believe it.'
The customer smiled and the grocer started putting the groceries on the other side of the scales.
The scale did not balance so he continued to put more and more groceries on them until the scales>would hold no more. The grocer stood there in utter disgust. Finally, he grabbed the piece of paper from the scales and looked at it with greater amazement.
It was not a grocery list, it was a prayer, which said: 'Dear Lord, you know my needs and I am leaving this in your hands.' The grocer gave her the groceries that he had gathered and stood in>stunned silence. Louise thanked him and left the store.
The other customer handed a fifty-dollar bill to the grocer and said: 'It was worth every penny of it . Only God Knows how much a prayer weighs.'
THE POWER OF PRAYER: When you receive this, say a prayer.
That's all you have to do. Just stop right now, and say a prayer of thanks for your own good fortune.
So dear heart, trust God to heal the sick, provide food for the hungry, clothes and shelter for those that don't have as we do.
Amen & Amen
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
Boo Boo!
I love my boo-boo.
Haha, a lovely lovely man, a lovely lovely friend, a lovely kaki, a lovely bitching partner, a lovely listening ear, a lovely guide....
All that and much more!
I know I can count on you Burong...
Thanks for the fun, help & laughter!
Loads of MUACKSS!
Haha, a lovely lovely man, a lovely lovely friend, a lovely kaki, a lovely bitching partner, a lovely listening ear, a lovely guide....
All that and much more!
I know I can count on you Burong...
Thanks for the fun, help & laughter!
Loads of MUACKSS!
Slack a little..woot!
My horoscope yesterday said
"Maybe it's time to slow down abit and even slack a little"
Hmm...well said well said..:)
Looking forward to October when the boss is out of town for like 85% of the time.
Time to take it slower when October comes.
Maybe my eye bags will fade a little.
Maybe my face will look that little bit brighter.
Maybe my fine lines will disappear.
And yeps!! Maybe I'll look less grumpy!
=)
Take a deep breath.
Zzzz
The Soup Spoon
Its been ages since I last had a meal at The Soup Spoon. More than a year and a half.
I think it's because of my refusal to slurp a bowl of exorbitantly priced soup.
Plus that fact that the last two times I ate there, the soup was laced with tablespoonfuls of MSG.
Today felt different.
The man & I were looking for something "light".
Given how "vain" we both are these days.
And the fact that both of us are watching our weights closely.
We decided to have our dinner there. At the branch in the basement of Bugis Junction.
We ended up having a medium sized bowl of Mushroom Soup, with a small bowl of Caesar Salad and some stuffed fried mushrooms.
It was alright.
The soup wasn't too great.
But the amount of mushrooms given in the soup was generous enough.
The creaminess of it all however gave me some shudders.
I was wondering how many cans or bottles of cream went into the soup to give it that texture.
It was anything but "light" actually. Haha.
The salad was good though.
Decorated with dried cherry tomatoes and sprinkles of bacon bits. Lovely.
With all that said, I still think it's overpriced.
Will not go back there anytime soon.
I think it's because of my refusal to slurp a bowl of exorbitantly priced soup.
Plus that fact that the last two times I ate there, the soup was laced with tablespoonfuls of MSG.
Today felt different.
The man & I were looking for something "light".
Given how "vain" we both are these days.
And the fact that both of us are watching our weights closely.
We decided to have our dinner there. At the branch in the basement of Bugis Junction.
We ended up having a medium sized bowl of Mushroom Soup, with a small bowl of Caesar Salad and some stuffed fried mushrooms.
It was alright.
The soup wasn't too great.
But the amount of mushrooms given in the soup was generous enough.
The creaminess of it all however gave me some shudders.
I was wondering how many cans or bottles of cream went into the soup to give it that texture.
It was anything but "light" actually. Haha.
The salad was good though.
Decorated with dried cherry tomatoes and sprinkles of bacon bits. Lovely.
With all that said, I still think it's overpriced.
Will not go back there anytime soon.
The Ker-Ching...Or Rather, The Lack Of It
I spent $1,000 in 3 days. On a trip, at The Body Shop and at M1.
With 4 upcoming weddings from October to December...
I think my bank balance will feel the heat of it pretty soon.
Looking forward to December
And the Year-end BONUS
I hope too that the bonus next April will be one to trigger a grin lasting for days.
With 4 upcoming weddings from October to December...
I think my bank balance will feel the heat of it pretty soon.
Looking forward to December
And the Year-end BONUS
I hope too that the bonus next April will be one to trigger a grin lasting for days.
Twenty-O-Eight
2008 seems to be the year to give birth and the year to get married...
Perhaps I was supposed to do one of the above too..things turned out otherwise...
But that's a different story altogether...
Anyway, Ah Ger had a little boy on 4th Sept..Gail had her own little boy on 17th Sept..
And now, Ah Seng will have his little daughter in early October...
Lots of baby rattles, nappies, booties and bibs flying around.. haha...:)
Well done, Singapore's population statistic has improved a notch!
Perhaps I was supposed to do one of the above too..things turned out otherwise...
But that's a different story altogether...
Anyway, Ah Ger had a little boy on 4th Sept..Gail had her own little boy on 17th Sept..
And now, Ah Seng will have his little daughter in early October...
Lots of baby rattles, nappies, booties and bibs flying around.. haha...:)
Well done, Singapore's population statistic has improved a notch!
Monday, September 22, 2008
The Horror of It All
Just because we humans have superior tools and gadgets doesn't mean we can have the right to treat animals this way.
WARNING: Some scenes are extremly shocking, gruesome and disturbing. So watch with um, some measure of self-control. Don't be like me..I watched a similar video without any warning this afternoon when someone sent me the link...and now I have some of those scenes stuck in my head...
Whatever it is, how could someone skin an animal while its still alive???
The world is seriously fucked up at times. These people are seriously fucked up.
And this all boils down what??? MATERIALISM AND CONSUMERISM. If there were no demand, these wouldn't have happened...If people were willing to pay exorbitantly high prices for such things, then these killings wouldnt have happened...
Sigh. What this what God had in mind when he first created the world?
I think not. I think not at all.
WARNING: Some scenes are extremly shocking, gruesome and disturbing. So watch with um, some measure of self-control. Don't be like me..I watched a similar video without any warning this afternoon when someone sent me the link...and now I have some of those scenes stuck in my head...
Whatever it is, how could someone skin an animal while its still alive???
The world is seriously fucked up at times. These people are seriously fucked up.
And this all boils down what??? MATERIALISM AND CONSUMERISM. If there were no demand, these wouldn't have happened...If people were willing to pay exorbitantly high prices for such things, then these killings wouldnt have happened...
Sigh. What this what God had in mind when he first created the world?
I think not. I think not at all.
Sunday, September 21, 2008
Of Words and Promises
promises, ever so easy to make
promises, ever so easy to break
words are but cursory?
words spoken hold little value?
words come cheap
actions speak louder I guess
it is always easy to say
but difficult to follow through
so please say what you really can do
and not just speak for the sake of sounding good
sincerity and insincerity
are but barely separated by a thin line
it holds true of so many
from friends to family to colleagues to bosses
how oft have you said something
but failed to deliver?
are promises made to be broken?
like the old adage reads
say what you can do
say what you mean
words aren't meant as a broom
to brush off others
An Addict
- of Post's Honey Bunches of Oats
- of plain water
- of Scramble in Facebook
- of Word Challenge on Facebook
- of sleep and 40 winks
- of whining and complaining
- of the strange worlds found in fiction books
- of century egg porridge
- of Il Divo
- of feeling strange in my own skin
- of chicken wings and sausages
Friday, September 19, 2008
You Can Tell
How productiveI have been at work today right?
Lol...Hmmmm... But at least I did do work in the morning hor.. haha...
TGIF!
Moving off to Sheraton Towers soon..!
Looking forward to Chinese Double-Boiled Soup!
Lol...Hmmmm... But at least I did do work in the morning hor.. haha...
TGIF!
Moving off to Sheraton Towers soon..!
Looking forward to Chinese Double-Boiled Soup!
我喜欢
我喜欢
和你趟在一起做梦
和你狂欢大笑
和你度过的每一分每一秒
看着在睡觉的你
保着我不放的你
带着灿烂笑容的你
爱你的力量
疼你的狂恋
想你的冲动
LOL...my virgin attempt at a cheena poetic post.
Err...think it's a chessy attempt!! Lol....
Seriously, pardon me if I have unwittingly used any wrong phrase or word haha....
和你趟在一起做梦
和你狂欢大笑
和你度过的每一分每一秒
看着在睡觉的你
保着我不放的你
带着灿烂笑容的你
爱你的力量
疼你的狂恋
想你的冲动
LOL...my virgin attempt at a cheena poetic post.
Err...think it's a chessy attempt!! Lol....
Seriously, pardon me if I have unwittingly used any wrong phrase or word haha....
GB 和 GB
我的两位 Guest Blogger 都对我说: "I have writer's block. 最近比较累， 想不出要写些什么..."
好奇怪， 两个都说了同一句话.
那么...我就耐心的等下去吧!!
好奇怪， 两个都说了同一句话.
那么...我就耐心的等下去吧!!
The Economist Wannabe
Consumerism and Materialism
Aka C&M
Was thinking about this whilst on the way to work this morning.
3rd World Country
= Low levels of C&M with little or no growth in the rate of C&M in the country
Developing Country
= Exponentially increasing growth rates of C&M with mid-levels of C&M
Developed Country
= High levels of C&M with little or not growth rate in the level of C&M in the country
Make sense? Hmm mm…
Aka C&M
Was thinking about this whilst on the way to work this morning.
3rd World Country
= Low levels of C&M with little or no growth in the rate of C&M in the country
Developing Country
= Exponentially increasing growth rates of C&M with mid-levels of C&M
Developed Country
= High levels of C&M with little or not growth rate in the level of C&M in the country
Make sense? Hmm mm…
Thursday, September 18, 2008
uh-oh
"Stomach spoil" period again..
Been feeling a little queasy the past few days..
Greedy pig this morning. Had a char siew bao and two samosas..
I've skipped lunch liao..dun think I can take in anything for the time being.
Aiyah!! I have a dinner at Li Bai Restaurant at Sheraton Towers later!!
Hope I recover in time for the dinner lol..Good food leh!
Li Bai's one of the best Chinese restaurants in SG!
Been feeling a little queasy the past few days..
Greedy pig this morning. Had a char siew bao and two samosas..
I've skipped lunch liao..dun think I can take in anything for the time being.
Aiyah!! I have a dinner at Li Bai Restaurant at Sheraton Towers later!!
Hope I recover in time for the dinner lol..Good food leh!
Li Bai's one of the best Chinese restaurants in SG!
I is Comprain Queen
It is a little disturbing.
But I’ve become such a whiner that I can’t stand myself!
Shucks. Now I’m a typical Singaporean.
I whine and I complain and I bitch before I even know it.
*horrors*
Ok, I shall endeavour to improve my attitude.
But I’ve become such a whiner that I can’t stand myself!
Shucks. Now I’m a typical Singaporean.
I whine and I complain and I bitch before I even know it.
*horrors*
Ok, I shall endeavour to improve my attitude.
That Little Space...
It was a little enclave situated above the room, accessible via a small winding wooden staircase from the room itself.
Two concrete walls bounded the left and right faces of the enclave, painted with a thick coat of pastel yellow. The back wall was all but a piece of dark glass, opaque and slightly ominous in the night. The front face had no wall, only a piece of see-through glass one inch thick and standing waist-high.
Two rattan deck chairs took up half of the space in the enclave, the half which was nearer to the stairs. A jacuzzi sat in the other half of the space. A small cavity in the ground, set amidst the wooden floorboards.
Mosaic tiles of varying shades of blue lined the entire jacuzzi. Tiny tiny lights were set within some of the tiles, changing colours in a synchronized rhythm, pulsating from purple to blue to green to yellow to orange to red to pink and then to purple again. Colours of the rainbow.
An open-air shower was set in a corner near the jacuzzi, lined with similar blue tiles. The same tiny lights in the jacuzzi also lined the base of the shower, changing colours ever so often. It was a rain shower that was installed. Big, round and definitely inviting.
There wasn’t really a roof or a ceiling. Wooden slates set two inches apart from the next one ran along each other across half the space, over the two rattan chairs. There was no roofing at all over the jacuzzi area.
A lone balding frangipani tree stood in a far corner, its branches trailing on the top edge of the glass balcony wall. Stray white flowers tinged with pink lay scattered on the floorboards around the tree. Dead leaves dotted the ground around the tree as well, making light scratchy sounds whenever the breeze blew stronger.
A single yellow light shone from its mounted rack above the tree. And another was mounted just above the shower. Each cast a warm swath of orangey light across the whole area. Shadows danced away in murky areas where the light rays fell short of.
And of course, there was the moon, sitting fat and rotund amongst a flutter of clouds in the night sky. Its milky rays seeped through the gaps between the wooden roof slates, illuminating those beneath with its slivers of light.
There in that little enclave we sat next to each other in the middle of the night. Each stretched out on a rattan deck chair. Each ensconced within a bubble of self-thought.
Music emanated from the laptop which he brought along. The likes of Jay Chou, Snow Petrol, David Tao and Green Day spewed forth from its speakers.
It was tranquil though. Save for the occasional bout of laughter which could be heard from the café 8 storeys below. And save for the occasional blare of a ship horn which punctuated the air with a sudden outburst.
Oh yes, the horizon was dotted with ships. Big ones and small ones. Long ones and shorter ones. Each only a speck of slow-moving orange light in the distance.
Sitting there and staring out at the dark sea carrying its load of ships, it felt peaceful. It was a little nostalgic. It was a little out of the world. Time seemed in control of itself and there seemed not to be any worries in the world.
There was a breeze, albeit a gentle one. And it carried with it a strange mix of night smells, the wilted aroma of dank flowers and bushes and the sticky saltiness from the sea.
It was a spoiler not to have had wine with us that night. We made do with what we could find earlier in the night. And we were sipping Jolly Shandy in champagne glasses. What an irony. Oh well. Life and its ironies.
We sat for quite awhile and only moved back downstairs to the room when it got too chilly for comfort. Oh, how nice it would be too to have a room or a balcony as such in my own home….It would be my favourite chill-out area…..
Two concrete walls bounded the left and right faces of the enclave, painted with a thick coat of pastel yellow. The back wall was all but a piece of dark glass, opaque and slightly ominous in the night. The front face had no wall, only a piece of see-through glass one inch thick and standing waist-high.
Two rattan deck chairs took up half of the space in the enclave, the half which was nearer to the stairs. A jacuzzi sat in the other half of the space. A small cavity in the ground, set amidst the wooden floorboards.
Mosaic tiles of varying shades of blue lined the entire jacuzzi. Tiny tiny lights were set within some of the tiles, changing colours in a synchronized rhythm, pulsating from purple to blue to green to yellow to orange to red to pink and then to purple again. Colours of the rainbow.
An open-air shower was set in a corner near the jacuzzi, lined with similar blue tiles. The same tiny lights in the jacuzzi also lined the base of the shower, changing colours ever so often. It was a rain shower that was installed. Big, round and definitely inviting.
There wasn’t really a roof or a ceiling. Wooden slates set two inches apart from the next one ran along each other across half the space, over the two rattan chairs. There was no roofing at all over the jacuzzi area.
A lone balding frangipani tree stood in a far corner, its branches trailing on the top edge of the glass balcony wall. Stray white flowers tinged with pink lay scattered on the floorboards around the tree. Dead leaves dotted the ground around the tree as well, making light scratchy sounds whenever the breeze blew stronger.
A single yellow light shone from its mounted rack above the tree. And another was mounted just above the shower. Each cast a warm swath of orangey light across the whole area. Shadows danced away in murky areas where the light rays fell short of.
And of course, there was the moon, sitting fat and rotund amongst a flutter of clouds in the night sky. Its milky rays seeped through the gaps between the wooden roof slates, illuminating those beneath with its slivers of light.
There in that little enclave we sat next to each other in the middle of the night. Each stretched out on a rattan deck chair. Each ensconced within a bubble of self-thought.
Music emanated from the laptop which he brought along. The likes of Jay Chou, Snow Petrol, David Tao and Green Day spewed forth from its speakers.
It was tranquil though. Save for the occasional bout of laughter which could be heard from the café 8 storeys below. And save for the occasional blare of a ship horn which punctuated the air with a sudden outburst.
Oh yes, the horizon was dotted with ships. Big ones and small ones. Long ones and shorter ones. Each only a speck of slow-moving orange light in the distance.
Sitting there and staring out at the dark sea carrying its load of ships, it felt peaceful. It was a little nostalgic. It was a little out of the world. Time seemed in control of itself and there seemed not to be any worries in the world.
There was a breeze, albeit a gentle one. And it carried with it a strange mix of night smells, the wilted aroma of dank flowers and bushes and the sticky saltiness from the sea.
It was a spoiler not to have had wine with us that night. We made do with what we could find earlier in the night. And we were sipping Jolly Shandy in champagne glasses. What an irony. Oh well. Life and its ironies.
We sat for quite awhile and only moved back downstairs to the room when it got too chilly for comfort. Oh, how nice it would be too to have a room or a balcony as such in my own home….It would be my favourite chill-out area…..
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