Tomorrow I will put pen to paper and sign up for 12 months of unlimited Yoga.
Wednesday, June 29, 2005
Tuesday, June 28, 2005
You know what's worse than not caring?
Pretending you do.
Pretending you do.
Monday, June 27, 2005
They say that ideas are dollars in business.
Our thought process is like a funnel, we have a surplus of ideas being generated everyday, but they come together and sort of merge or get eliminated forming the very narrow, very mundane tunnel called routine. A common track that all of us travel on.
Now, the only way to break out of routine is to find an alternate track, somewhere where ideas are able to flow back in again.
I don't know how many of you have had a big inspiration surge and 1 good idea that suddenly hit you. And you know what's even better than having a great idea? If you have a fantastic bunch of friends who would go through hell with you just so you could realise you ideas and actually bring it to life. That's something few of us are blessed with.
If you are one of em lucky few, it would be a complete waste to ignore your idea and go back to tunnel vision that is routine.
PS: The prospect of being given the opportunity to doing something completely surreal-like and arty is making me very very excited.
Our thought process is like a funnel, we have a surplus of ideas being generated everyday, but they come together and sort of merge or get eliminated forming the very narrow, very mundane tunnel called routine. A common track that all of us travel on.
Now, the only way to break out of routine is to find an alternate track, somewhere where ideas are able to flow back in again.
I don't know how many of you have had a big inspiration surge and 1 good idea that suddenly hit you. And you know what's even better than having a great idea? If you have a fantastic bunch of friends who would go through hell with you just so you could realise you ideas and actually bring it to life. That's something few of us are blessed with.
If you are one of em lucky few, it would be a complete waste to ignore your idea and go back to tunnel vision that is routine.
PS: The prospect of being given the opportunity to doing something completely surreal-like and arty is making me very very excited.
Sunday, June 19, 2005
The wonders of an overseas education
NB: No, I do not have a fake accent.
So during the usual home to Thomson Plaza and back again walks with my brother, he was telling me about a conversation he had with an army mate.
Josh: So Nick told me that he met an old friend recently, someone he knew during his alter boy days. This friend told him that he was going to Australia to study. To study hotel management. So Nick asked him why he did'nt consider doing it in Shatec instead, and his friend corrected him and told him that he was going to Australia to study BROTHEL management.
Me: Brothel management! So prostitution is legal in Australia.
Josh: Apparently so
*silence*
Josh: Honestly, Can you imagine what his parents think?
I love boarding school: My Hongkong mamasan Theresa with Megan (far left) Whom I had the hugest crush on for the longest longest time and Alex Whey Harris (Far right) looking completely wasted courtesy of magic mushrooms.
NB: No, I do not have a fake accent.
So during the usual home to Thomson Plaza and back again walks with my brother, he was telling me about a conversation he had with an army mate.
Josh: So Nick told me that he met an old friend recently, someone he knew during his alter boy days. This friend told him that he was going to Australia to study. To study hotel management. So Nick asked him why he did'nt consider doing it in Shatec instead, and his friend corrected him and told him that he was going to Australia to study BROTHEL management.
Me: Brothel management! So prostitution is legal in Australia.
Josh: Apparently so
*silence*
Josh: Honestly, Can you imagine what his parents think?
I love boarding school: My Hongkong mamasan Theresa with Megan (far left) Whom I had the hugest crush on for the longest longest time and Alex Whey Harris (Far right) looking completely wasted courtesy of magic mushrooms.
Wednesday, June 15, 2005
Today I had an epiphany, and I should be rejoicing, because though the road ahead will be long and ardous, the future seems bright and I am determined more than ever to realise my dreams.
But it pains me because I don't think I will have the support of someone I thought I loved. He tells me to head off to study with all his heart, and that I should put in every effort to make it work, but when asked "Will we make it?" replies with a "I really don't know what's going to happen, it's hard.". At this point I am very torn between an uncertain future with this person and being selfish and just leaving everything I care about behind to embark on 'the path'. It's not easy and my heart is screaming out to be cradled and watched over whilst I make preparations and see what my options are.
Is it that hard?
But it pains me because I don't think I will have the support of someone I thought I loved. He tells me to head off to study with all his heart, and that I should put in every effort to make it work, but when asked "Will we make it?" replies with a "I really don't know what's going to happen, it's hard.". At this point I am very torn between an uncertain future with this person and being selfish and just leaving everything I care about behind to embark on 'the path'. It's not easy and my heart is screaming out to be cradled and watched over whilst I make preparations and see what my options are.
Is it that hard?
The Penis
I feel sorry for all of you who are ruled by your 5" friend.
I feel sorry for all of you who are ruled by your 5" friend.
Monday, June 13, 2005
Back to School?
I have been toying with the idea for sometime now.
Much as I love financial independence and being back in Singapore, my heart and mind has never been settled, in many many facets of my life.
A deep sense of job dissatisfaction and yearning for more.
I know I will never be truely happy doing what i am doing now, and even if I do land myself another job, I don't see myself being really happy.
Not trying to sound like an egoistical bitch or anything, I know I am destined for greater things. My life on earth is not meant to be mediocre. I want to touch lives, to help, to feel. I thought joining a VWO would help me achieve this, but sadly it has not.
I have made up my mind tonight.
I shall do my research about this going back to school thing and the various loan schemes available.
Will let you all in on the grand master plan when everythings been sorted out.
Hopefully I shall be writing everyone a post from the airport soon enough.
Night!
I have been toying with the idea for sometime now.
Much as I love financial independence and being back in Singapore, my heart and mind has never been settled, in many many facets of my life.
A deep sense of job dissatisfaction and yearning for more.
I know I will never be truely happy doing what i am doing now, and even if I do land myself another job, I don't see myself being really happy.
Not trying to sound like an egoistical bitch or anything, I know I am destined for greater things. My life on earth is not meant to be mediocre. I want to touch lives, to help, to feel. I thought joining a VWO would help me achieve this, but sadly it has not.
I have made up my mind tonight.
I shall do my research about this going back to school thing and the various loan schemes available.
Will let you all in on the grand master plan when everythings been sorted out.
Hopefully I shall be writing everyone a post from the airport soon enough.
Night!
Thursday, June 09, 2005
I love gnomes.
My God I really do.
My God I really do.
Tuesday, June 07, 2005
I hate our new maid.
And although I may use the word hate relatively loosely, I DO mean it.
Before you jump to conclusions and think we are one of those families that beat our maid senseless, make her squat at the foot of the table to eat her dinner or only allow her the use of detergent to bathe, let me tell you something about the maids in the Lo household.
Every domestic helper that walks through our front doors automatically becomes family. Think of it as an extended holiday of sorts with some light housework and cooking.
All our maids gets EVERY sunday and public holiday off, use of the home phone freely, a set of house keys to call her own, presents at birthdays and Christmas, fat ang pows during chinese new year and mom makes sure her friends give her some money at the end of their mahjong sessions simply for waiting on them. My father also gives her extra allowance every month for the washing of his monster car.
Her room is furnished with her very own TV (even I don't have a TV in my room!), and my previous maid inherited my old laptop so she surfed the net at night, sharing our broadband. She is free to have a handphone or boyfriend, we are quite flexible really. Our motto has always been, we respect you as a person, you respect us and our home.
You often read in the papers about maid abuse, but on occassion, you do get employer abuse.
We have suffered under the wicked and hurtful actions of a few of these ungrateful foreign bitches. They come, steal our money and jewellery, chalk up large phone bills, bring boyfriends into home, lie, soil my favourite white top Gawddamnit.
The new one unfortunately falls into this category.
Our list of maids from hell
**Disclaimer: This is absolutely non-racist
1. Auntie Mary: A china wet nurse that took care of me till I was 4. The bitch slipped appetite enhancers into my food that won me the title of 'baby sumo' among my relatives. Those fucking pills have screwed up my metabolism since and that is why I am the way I am simply by breathing.
2. Lai: Filipino man look alike. Cared nothing for my brother and I. Used to bathe us with her skanky feet so she could talk on the phone and need not wet her hands. BITCH!
3. Imelda: Fat Filipino fuck from hell, mother bitch of them all. This fat slut pilfered from us, cooked up a story about her daughter being involved in an accident 2 months after coming to Singapore. Mom rallied help from friends to raise funds for this 'ho. Bought her an air ticket and gave her a fat sum so she could go home to be with her daughter. Found out that she was lying and was actually planning to elope with her new found sri lankan lover that she met in Singapore. What a slut! Mind you, this fat slut has 5 children back home. We got her deported and celebrated her departure by eating Johnson Lok roast duck and drinking beer in the kitchen. My mother ate 2 whole ducks by herself.
4. Ranme: Current one from Sri Lanka. Stole money from Dad and mom. After confronting her, she still persists in her rampage, tampering with my father's safe just last week. Washes our door mats with our clothes! Bitch! Even after repeatedly telling her it's unhygeinic, she STILL does it, thinking no one will find out. Pure disrespect and laziness.
She has got to go.
And although I may use the word hate relatively loosely, I DO mean it.
Before you jump to conclusions and think we are one of those families that beat our maid senseless, make her squat at the foot of the table to eat her dinner or only allow her the use of detergent to bathe, let me tell you something about the maids in the Lo household.
Every domestic helper that walks through our front doors automatically becomes family. Think of it as an extended holiday of sorts with some light housework and cooking.
All our maids gets EVERY sunday and public holiday off, use of the home phone freely, a set of house keys to call her own, presents at birthdays and Christmas, fat ang pows during chinese new year and mom makes sure her friends give her some money at the end of their mahjong sessions simply for waiting on them. My father also gives her extra allowance every month for the washing of his monster car.
Her room is furnished with her very own TV (even I don't have a TV in my room!), and my previous maid inherited my old laptop so she surfed the net at night, sharing our broadband. She is free to have a handphone or boyfriend, we are quite flexible really. Our motto has always been, we respect you as a person, you respect us and our home.
You often read in the papers about maid abuse, but on occassion, you do get employer abuse.
We have suffered under the wicked and hurtful actions of a few of these ungrateful foreign bitches. They come, steal our money and jewellery, chalk up large phone bills, bring boyfriends into home, lie, soil my favourite white top Gawddamnit.
The new one unfortunately falls into this category.
Our list of maids from hell
**Disclaimer: This is absolutely non-racist
1. Auntie Mary: A china wet nurse that took care of me till I was 4. The bitch slipped appetite enhancers into my food that won me the title of 'baby sumo' among my relatives. Those fucking pills have screwed up my metabolism since and that is why I am the way I am simply by breathing.
2. Lai: Filipino man look alike. Cared nothing for my brother and I. Used to bathe us with her skanky feet so she could talk on the phone and need not wet her hands. BITCH!
3. Imelda: Fat Filipino fuck from hell, mother bitch of them all. This fat slut pilfered from us, cooked up a story about her daughter being involved in an accident 2 months after coming to Singapore. Mom rallied help from friends to raise funds for this 'ho. Bought her an air ticket and gave her a fat sum so she could go home to be with her daughter. Found out that she was lying and was actually planning to elope with her new found sri lankan lover that she met in Singapore. What a slut! Mind you, this fat slut has 5 children back home. We got her deported and celebrated her departure by eating Johnson Lok roast duck and drinking beer in the kitchen. My mother ate 2 whole ducks by herself.
4. Ranme: Current one from Sri Lanka. Stole money from Dad and mom. After confronting her, she still persists in her rampage, tampering with my father's safe just last week. Washes our door mats with our clothes! Bitch! Even after repeatedly telling her it's unhygeinic, she STILL does it, thinking no one will find out. Pure disrespect and laziness.
She has got to go.
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