No time to write. Busy. Don't drink too much this festive season. One drink a night only please. Haha.

Merry Christmas Everyone.

Tis the Season

For bloggers to write about love...

Current,

Bliss,

Lost,

Pining...

A lot of blogs are about it. Really. Go take a look yourself.

More proof of what happens in the Griffindor common room after hours.

Courtesy of J.

Harry Pothead

I finally watched Harry Potter last night. Brilliant movie! Slightly ruined by Dumbledore who seemed confused and lost. So much for being Harry's pillar of strengeth.

Time to get the DVD. So I can find if this scene is for real.

The Day Jesus Was Born

This coming December 25th most parents will be lying to their children about old St. Nick. Some of us will be celebrating the birth of our Savior. But was he really born on this day?

Was Jesus really born on December 25th? Virtually every month on the calendar has been proposed by biblical scholars. So why do we celebrate his birth in December?

The tradition for December 25th is actually quite ancient. Hippolytus, in the second century A.D., argued that this was Christ's birthday. Meanwhile, in the eastern Church, January 6th was the date followed.

But in the fourth century, John Chrysostom argued that December 25th was the correct date and from that day till now, the Church in the East, as well as the West, has observed the 25th of December as the official date of Christ's birth.

In modern times, the traditional date has been challenged. Modern scholars point out that when Jesus was born, shepherds were watching their sheep in the hills around Bethlehem. Luke tells us that an angel appeared to "some shepherds staying out in the fields [who were] keeping watch over their flock by night" (2:8).

Some scholars feel that the sheep were usually brought under cover from November to March; as well, they were not normally in the field at night. But there is no hard evidence for this. In fact, early Jewish sources suggest that the sheep around Bethlehem were outside year-round. So you can see, December 25th fits both tradition and the biblical narrative well. There is no sound objection to it.

Now admittedly, the sheep around Bethlehem were the exception, not the rule. But these were no ordinary sheep. They were sacrificial lambs. In the early spring they would be slaughtered at the Passover.

And God first revealed the Messiah's birth to these shepherds--shepherds who protected harmless lambs which would soon die on behalf of sinful men. Whey they saw the baby, could they have known? Might they have whispered in their hearts what John the Baptist later thundered, "Behold, the Lamb of God who takes away the sin of the world!"

Now, of course, we can't be absolutely certain of the day of Christ's birth. At least, not this side of heaven. But an early winter date seems as reasonable a guess as any. And December 25th has been the frontrunner for eighteen centuries. Without more evidence, there seems no good reason to change the celebration date now.

We can blame the ancient church for a large part of our uncertainty. You see, they did not celebrate Christ's birth. At all. To them, it was insignificant. They were far more concerned with his death . . . and resurrection.

But modern man has turned that around. A baby lying in a manger is harmless, non-threatening. But a man dying on a cross--a man who claims to be God--that man is a threat! He demands our allegiance! We cannot ignore him. We must either accept him or reject him. He leaves us no middle ground.

This Christmas season, take a close look at a nativity scene once again. Remove your rose-colored glasses--smell the foul air, see the cold, shivering animals. They represent the Old Testament sacrificial system. They are emblems of death. But they are mere shadows of the Babe in their midst. He was born to die . . . that all who believe in him might live.

Notice to All

Christmas is not the day where Jesus was born.

It might be the "day where we celebrate the birth of Christ", but then this is a play on words.

Feel free to check your bibles to find out why. Or you can ask me.

Hee.

Oh, another bombshell to some, Sabbath is not on Sunday.

I blame the Romans.

Weekend

Three quarters bottle of wine, cheese, tv in the background and a good magazine...

Bliss...

Oh ok... there were fried chicken wings too lah... but I was hungry! =(

Print Screen. There is no hope for the human race.

Service Standards

Funny story...

I had a buffet lunch in a hotel yesterday. It was a buffet and after gorging myself on all manner of meats and seafood, I felt the need for a good cup of coffee to end the meal.

This hotel had a coffee machine serving freshly ground coffee. So that was good. But after I dispensed the cup, I looked around for a teaspoon... and there were none. I asked the waiter, who was a young man, no older than 22. His reply to me was, "Sorrlee, peepur take the teaspoon go eat ice-cream. No more already". He gave me a defeated and somewhat nonchalant look.

Not wanting to kick up a fuss, I let it be and decided that if it was stirring that I needed to do, I could use my fork. But I made the mental note to give shite to the people I was dining with.

So I returned to my table and sat down. But before I could turn to my dining companion to tell him about what happened, the waiter ran up to me with a freshly washed teaspoon (was still wet) and offered it to me.

About 5 mins later, I got up and asked him where the toilets were. He offered to walk me to the Gents (I think he would have offered to help me unzip if I didnt stop him - haha!)

Why the vast difference in service? I understand its a buffet, so you will definately get some unruly diners. The hotel offers 40% discount to senior citizens dining there for lunch, so it was packed.

Why? Cos the person I was having lunch with owned the hotel.

Humans. Not motivated until they are scared.

One very cool Mom.

A Collection...

Courtesy of Tomorrow.

Friends are always egging me on to go Malaysia. Maybe I'll think twice now. But then again, the draw of cheap petrol, pirated movies and cheap seafood is too much to ignore. Maybe, in cow-boy country, I shall just be a b*stard and run roughshod over my morals... Hence, littering is ok, helping people shall never cross my mind, and if one day (touch wood) I run over someone, I'll just make sure he's dead by reversing.

Mwahaha *evil laughter*

No wonder the country is falling to bits. (or as some may say, never did crawl out of the hole they were in the first place)

Oh, and this is for the Rench. Kids nowadays....

Life gives you lemons, make lemonade.

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What kinda of lover are you?

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Maturity. Comes with age?

Birthday

And so it came and went.

Glad some of you remembered.

Funny

When you realise that you never really could understand the words that came out of someone's mouth.

It was definately never meant to be. Cos I still don't understand what she is saying.

Haha.

Tired. But happy now.

Just thought of Something

There have been a few blogicides in the last few weeks. I guess, rightly or wrongly, "private" blogs became public, and people whom you don't want to share your life with are reading about it.

My solution is simple. Don't kill the blog. Just stop blogging for awhile. Random visitors will just stop popping by because there is no new or interesting content. And then, when you revive it, just tell your friends (whom actually would still be popping by an unupdated blog because they care).

Simple solution?

P.S> I'm super sleepy. Literally a walking zombie. Don't want to think!

I love shirts with cufflinks...! Woopee!

What are your priorities?

Of Real Friends and Online Aquaintances

There has been an avalanche of emotions and heavy hearts online with Sondra's passing. Posts have been dedicated to her, Yew Jin dedicated his marathon run, and Tomorrow.sg is compiling a book.

However, there seems to be a worrying common thread... we all regret not knowing Sondra better.

Is this telling of how bloggers are as "friends"? Do we even know the last names of the bloggers we meet? Or are we merely fooling ourselves that we are more than aquaintances?

Of course, there are exceptions like Miyagi and Brown (I hope - since they do their podcast together.) But personally, having been to some blogger meet ups, I cannot help but get the feeling that it might be better to stick to "real" friends, or at least, that there is a need for an additional effort for bloggers to find things that they like about each other - to develop their friendship.

I guess there is a very obvious reason why bloggers do not get close. There are 2 personalities. The one on their blog, and the character they are in person. We develop a relationship or think we develop a relationship with the online persona, and are inevitably shocked when we meet them in real life.

This misfire. This confusion. We remain aquaintances.

True?

A New Page

Over the last weekend. I've finally decided to turn the page and start a new life.

Lets see how it goes.

I'm as scared as you are.

2.30pm

Sledgehammering Headache...

Need a fag. Bad.

The Lord is My Sheperd...

True?

Oh dear... There is going to be a war on my blog soon.

Duh...

Rench would like this...

Link

Our dearest PM's faux pas on the German Chancellor's first International Guest visit.

I wonder why this wasn't reported in the news? Haha....

Sailor

Dedicated to a friend... Haha.

Today...

B1's birthday. Hope you had fun last night. *wink*

New chapter in my life? Hopefully.

Something I Already Knew

You are Agnostic

You're not sure if God exists, and you don't care. For you, there's no true way to figure out the divine. You rather focus on what you can control - your own life. And you tend to resent when others "sell" religion to you.

What's Your Religious Philosophy?

Fragility

Life is fragile. All to sudden. She was full of life, a good person... but life was taken from her.

Goodbye La Idler.

You will be missed.

Thursday

Its Thursday, and the last day of my week this week... Yippee!!!

But I've got shite-ass seminar to attend tonight. Damn it.

Up and down, up and down...

IQ Test

Your IQ Is 105

Your Logical Intelligence is Below Average Your Verbal Intelligence is Exceptional Your Mathematical Intelligence is Exceptional Your General Knowledge is Exceptional

A Quick and Dirty IQ Test

Yawnz...

Sleepy, but a big grin on my face... =P

Winner of the "Last Thing" I saw before I died Competition.

Ouch Ouch

Ouch

More Weird Dreams

I started dreaming at around 4am this morning... I know cos I opened my eyes to look at the radio-clock.

I dreamt about a whole scene from Harry Potter... going through Umbridge's luggage, speaking to elves, getting on the Hogwart's Express, getting shot by an arrow and not being able to stop bleeding until Hermoine came over and did some mumbo jumbo...

The worrying thing is, I haven't even caught the movie yet, and the dream was probably a combination of my desire to watch it, coupled with some deep memories of the book I read 2 years ago.

Better go catch it soon. Before I go crazy. Haha.

Entreprenuer in the making. =P

Right message, Wrong method. Doesn't that happen to us sometimes?

Happiness

Happiness is in the air around me.

Am I blind to it? Or is it just avoiding me?

Monday 28.11

Weird dreams last night. Pictures of people popped into my head. Emailed them this morning to see if they were well.

Feel the need for a good sweat. Lack exercise. Maybe I shall go for a run later. If I manage to get out of here early enough.

Juicy?

Life, as we know it.

Silence

Its late. The office is silent, I'm the only on the floor. You hear things you never hear, in the bustle of day.

New Theory

Just got out of a meeting at 6.30pm. Need to work on it to present shite tmr afternoon.

Tired, grumpy, and generally cheesed off.

Epiphany.

Due to limited time, time should only be retained for those who add value to my life. The others just won't matter.

Haha. No offence, people.

I'm not good for you

Just realised that I'm too pessimistic, negative and generally not good for the people around me.

1. Just got off the phone with an old friend, who, eventhough she1 is bogged down by the life around her, she1 still is able to remain chirpy and optimistic, like the last I remembered her.

2. Just read something online. Had she2 taken my advice, she2 would not be happy today.

Hence I conclude. Like a bitter pill. I'm bad for people.

I want to go LA.

You Want?

Game on.

Non discreet medical service

Eyes

Eyes hurt. Must be either MSG or lack of sleep.

Did a medical today. Blood pressure is high. 140/90 I'm freaking 25 for goodness sakes!

Must be work, or some people who are driving me up the wall.

Hahaha

Haha.

The Ad guys are getting less creative.

Why we need to sleep more...

The Good in Me

Just when I thought I should remain a cold, heartless, blank of a person...

I recieved a phonecall last night from a friend who is ill.

And I realised I am not cold, heartless and emotionless at all.

Sweet Adorable Monsters who will Rip your Guts Out

Some people shouldn't be allowed to have children.

Experienced it this weekend.

Not with him though.

Fairy Tales gone bad. =P

Pinball?

Confused...

A friend says she's confused. She's a great girl... I think...

I hope its not what I'm thinking.

Not another one, lost to the Dark Side.

Sorry for being cryptic.

Sunday

Whoopee! New computer is working!!

Sigh... Went shopping for a new mobile. Couldn't get one. I guess its not my time yet....

According to some, this is true. Right?

Horny horn dog.

Distracted

I've been distracted these few days with what's coming in my inbox...

Grr... going to go mad soon.

Crazy Fans

There has been a group of girls sitting outside Tiong Bahru Plaza since Monday. Today, I finally spied why they were there.

5566 is coming on Sat.

Crazy... They have been sitting there, in the rain and shine, overnight, 5 days before their idols arrive.

Too bad I don't have a digital camera.

Oh, today some aunties joined them. Eww...

Hope thats bullet proof glass.

Craak

9.45am. Time to start cracking.

Birthdays

Month of November.

Lots of birthdays.

Realised birthdays are depressing, even if they are not mine. People usually come to some life philosophy epiphany on their birthdays.

Birthdays are even more depressing if they are celebrated on weeknights where you cannot drink yourself silly to numb the senses, and your pub singer is singing Christmas carols in the background.

Depressing especially if you have to spend it alone. Or worse, with a room of strangers. And the worst, if the strangers are all coupled up and having a good time with each other and you are just sitting there nursing a Black Label.

Bah.

It happens.

Morning...

Late night office humor.

Scary

Cynic

Realisation:

You cannot be cared for if you don't care for others.

Forgotten Innocence...

As I stare blankly out of the windows of the moving train, looking at the drenched world out there. I came to realise that I have forgotten the feeling of being in love... the heart palpitations, the joy at watching her smile, the long hugs and soft kisses...

Its cold inside. And it might be better that way.

Haha.

What Drives You?

Fear.

The fear of being alone.

The fear of no one caring for you.

The fear of not having money to carry out your dreams.

When there is no hope, no goal, there is no fear. And hence, no drive.

The Weekend

The weekend made me thankful for a few things.

1. Vic, for generously letting me crash on her couch on Friday, and a) not calling the police to have me removed, b) not getting the guys to move me to the garden and c) for not taking a big glass of cold water and pouring it over my head to wake me. Oh, and sorry for snoring and sneaking out like a thief in the night the next morning.

2. My friends, who made me watch my first horror movie in many many years. The experience was ruined by some malay kids who couldn't stop talking and the show wasn't that scary. I must say, all in all, Emily Rose was a let down.

3. I must thank my mom, who called me to ask me home for dinner. That was so sweet. But I had dinner at TCC instead.

4. JY, who came straight down from the airport just to have one drink with me. Yes, I am regretting that one drink this morning.

5. R, who gave me one and a half years of her happiness. The good years of my life. Happy Birthday.

6. Jos, who I am thankful for not going mental on me.

7. My driving instructor, who passed my session eventhough I had 3 immediate failures, revved the car to 4,000rpm. But then again, we always have fun.

8. My bed, for taking me in so early on Sat night, when I decided that I was too lazy to go out.

9. To anyone else I have failed to mention.

Got a Minute?

You got to read this.

Link

Oh, and type in "failure" into Google and click "I'm feeling lucky"

*sizzle*

Haha.

Friday

Met a friend for dinner last night.

She said I looked depressed.

And that I put on weight.

Sigh...

Theory

Ai mai suah

If you don't want, then I don't either.

*sizzle*

Comes up and bites you in the a**

Just when I thought I could forget, I get reminded again.

My mom asked me to configure her phone last night. Sigh...

Pillow Talk

When I was a child, I used to cover both my ears with my pillows whenever I was scared. Be it thunder, mommy scolding me for not packing my bags for school, or if I had exams the next day. I'll do it cos it shuts off the noise from the world, the hum of the air-conditioner, the chatter from the tv...

I realised that over the past nights, I've been subconciously doing it again.

Weird. Heh.

*sizzle*

Remaking Singapore

Germany has Mercedes Benz, Sweden has Volvo, Switzerland has Nestle, UK has Cadbury Schwepps, US has Microsoft, Japan has a whole pop culture they are exporting by the container load.

What does Singapore have?

Creative is in the doldrums and honestly, Enzer and Akira are not meant for First World Markets.

I work in a firm who helps SMEs who want to grow to become MNCs. We do this through raising funds, restructuring, M+As...

I think the need is imminent. Singapore has always been portrayed as a 'cheaper' location for quality manufacturing. But once the rising Asian tide of India and China catch up, all of us will be out of a job.

So, we can either create a globally recognised brand to export, or move into something we are already good at.

Like trading and brokering. Having said that, I've been meeting a lot of them in recent times. Brokering everything from petro-chemicals to ships to container space to commodities. We should capitalise on that because it is a service industry based on global needs and is hence eternal (until the next recession).

We really need to remake Singapore, or...

Back to the Regular Program x2

Quote from a friend "For her I will turn lesbian" *snigger*

Thoughts

It's will be the 1st year anniversary of its death soon. I cannot help thinking about. It.

Wonder if its the same on the other side?

Back, to the regular scheduled program.

Another "Survey"

7 Occasions & Locations...*Rolls eyes*

1. If given a choice to decide your birth, where would you choose?
I would loved to have been born in the UK. Though its not as "safe" as Singapore, its not as sanitised either. Its rich culture, balance of arts and science might have made me a more rounded person.

2. If given a choice to meet your first friend, who will be with you for a lifetime, where will it be?
It would in kindergarden, or anywhere else as soon as possible. If its a really close friend, then we should meet as early as we can right?

3. If there's a flight accident and you end up lost somewhere, at the end of the day, where do you hope you are at?
A white sand beach, lined with fruit trees and inhabited by stupid animals (easier to trap).

4. Where did you hope to have met your first love?
In University, and I did. =(

5. Where would you want to have your wedding?
Anywhere. The location is not the priority if 'she' is there. It just shouldn't be the circus we as Singaporeans know as a wedding - the early morning wake up, rushing around from place to place, a wedding dinner with 800 of my 'closest' friends that I don't know.

6. Where do you hope to enjoy your life when you've retired?
I agree with Chris, somewhere in the country, but an hour from a big city. So, somewhere like Tuscany?

7. Everyone will die sooner or later. If given a choice to decide your deathplace, where will it be?
On land. Funerals are for the living, so I can imagine the pain of losing a loved one at sea, or just lost. I think the act of burial/cremation is a form of closure for the ones alive, and so I really pity those families who have lost their loved ones in air crashes, at sea... The hope they cling on to that the deceased may still be alive would not allow them to move on.

Lynn Chen from the movie. Hubba hubba.

Saving Face

If you are can only watch one movie this week, watch Saving Face. I caught it last nite and its a brilliant movie, filled with a strong storyline, excellant acting and beautiful leads.

Empty

On nights like this, I think about the frenzied but empty life I am leading...

BO

What they say is true.

People with Body Odours cannot smell it themselves.

Take a shower or use deodearant for crying out loud!

P.S.> Hey people, you must let me know if I smell bad yah?

Grouch

I suppose everyone who has to go into work today must be feeling damn grouchy. This break-work-break-work routine is damn bad for morale lah.

Stupid

I think Singaporeans (and yes I do possess a pink I/C) are a damn stupid bunch.

On one hand we complain that Singapore is too legislated a country. Too controlled. Stifles creativity. Big Brother is always watching...

On the other hand, we have idiots who call to legislate more shite. Things like High Intensity Discharge lamps, rude shoppers, handicapped toilet abusers... Why can't we, as a 'civilised' society take things into our own hands and just control ourselves based on our consciences, values or moral standards?

Stop spitting on the road not because you might get slapped with a $500 fine. Stop spitting because you hate stepping onto spit (and risk slipping and breaking your head) and so control yourself so that no one steps onto yours.

Don't do unto others, what you do not want others to do to you.

Why can't Singaporeans understand such a simple principle? Or are we too Asian still? Asians who live in a selfish, dog-eat-dog society, driven by self-preservation and ignorance of the world around us?

Stupid.

Heatiness

Heatiness makes your body feel hot. Aircon is set at 21 degrees and I'm still burning up.

Heatiness makes your phelgm very sticky, and chokes up all the pipes.

Heatiness makes your eyes burn.

Heatiness makes your tongue swell.

Heatiness makes you constantly thirsty, and no amount of water you drink quenches the thirst.

Heatiness makes everything you eat jelat.

Heatiness makes you physically sick.

Heatiness makes makes you irritable.

Heatiness makes you damn f@$%ing randy.

Time for liang teh. Or beer.

Update 1718hrs: I need a farking injection of ice into my veins.

Happy Holidays

Over the extended weekend, I had an epiphany.

The Past Should Stay in the Past. Its better that way if I want to be happy now.

Cut.

Singapore gets dishonourable mention.

Woozy

Realised that its not the codeine that was making me woozy... its the anti-biotics that are farking up my system...

Shite... Can do with or without them... Sigh.

I have a long way to go before being waterproof. A long way... Sigh...

Grr...

Woke up on the wrong side of bed. Spoke 10 words today. Grunted the rest.

Leave me alone.

I'm so sick its not funny. *Cough* *Headache* and Nose that thinks its the Angel Falls.