Funnies in the MRT

Okie, before I start on this entry...I need to declare that what you read in the paragraphs below maybe a little less than kind...still I mean no harm and I am just recording some of my observations in the MRT tongue in cheek style...so here goes...

The tale of the Big Pink Flowery Lady with Pink Shoes and her wannabe invisible husband
Coming in through the doors and stepping into the 'spacious' (ahem! Sardine Packed) train compartment, there is absolutely no way anyone could have missed her... She was fairly tall, very and I mean very 'well-nourished and voluptious (to say the least)' and most likely in her late 50s or so. She had her hair cropped really short to the sides of her head and had them bleached a shocking blond (but you could see the black roots coming out inside), well the hairdo wasn't the worst part, but it definitely helped in drawing the attention.

Before I carry on with the rest of the description, I must add that a man wearing a black shirt with orange patterns running all around was standing beside her... In fact he looked kind of insignificant standing beside her as he was built a little more regular...He had his hand constantly touching his forehead as if to shield his face in the direction of the woman and throughout the journey, he made all possible efforts to avoid looking at her...yet undoubtlessly, he was her husband... and throughout the trip, he never made one attempt to speak a word to her...

Now let me come down from her face...she had a fantastically pink shawl on, top, but when it slid apart, you could see that she was wearing a tunic kind of top, pink, flowery, colorful and yes...transluscent...!!

To match her top, she had on an equally flowery long skirt that was also pink, but clearly of a different design motiff...definitely a weird mix...my only thoughts were, 'I could empathise with the husband, I am not sure if she knew people were gawking away and if I could do her a favour, I would tell her to simply wear black instead...(not solely cos black has the amazing ability to make one appears slimmer but also for the simple fact that it draws considerable less attention than being covered head to toe in bright shocking pink and a flowery pink combi, not forgetting to mention...Pink SHOES to top the whole look off...)

Think her husband should consider appointing a personal groomer to color coordinate her wardrobe and yeah...throw in a hair stylist to unbleach the hair too...

Saturday Night Outing with the Weekend Gang

Dinner at Alexandra Village Food Market...
From Left to Right: Ho Wan aka Stupid Bao Bei, Kelvin, Megan and Dr. Musselman

Foods sampled: First to arrive, the Bak Kut Teh with the salted vegetables, followed by the Oyster Omelette, the sugar cane juice, the satay, seafood fried rice, sambal stingray and stir-fried kai lan...yummy a feast of local delights...

Commentary on the food: The assorted satay of pork, mutton and chicken were great with the peanut sauce blended with pineapple and I think the kai lan, stingray and fried rice was good as well... oyster omelette so so only...

We spent a happy hour or so over dinner...laughing and chilling out over food and drink... the night was still young so we decided to head up Mount Faber to show Dr. M, Singapore's night scene...

It was a lovely evening to be out walking and strolling, so after we parked the car...we all bounced out and started 'hiking' up to catch a glimpse of the limited night scene that Singapore has to offer...
The picture on the left is just to show that we really made our way to Mount Faber that Saturday evening..
Since there really wasn't plenty to do up at Mount Faber...we drove to HarbourFront and made ourselves comfortable at Starbucks where we enjoyed icy Rhumba Frappuccinos and Dr. M has his ice hazelnut latte.

The subject for the rest of the evening was mainly a discussion of life, our career aspirations and what makes life fulfilling and worthwhile... I guess in a nutshell...so many of us are just rushing full steam ahead that we are often blinded by our make-believe goals and what's really important in a fulfilling and satisfying existence...

Life can be meaningful or it can be a burden...either ways...the choice is yours to make... the world can be your wonderland of miracles and it can also be one of bleakness and misery...whatever it is...the sun still rises and sets and life still goes on... so live your life the way you want to and have no regrets at the end of the journey...

Just make sure we have good friends beside us to experience and share life's ups and downs...

Friendships are such wonderful things

It is strange how friends come into our lives, it might be cliche to say this, but some are there for a whole lifetime, while others are there just for a couple of years or maybe even months... it is strange how tightly people bond together at the right place at the right time... perhaps fate intended it to be so just cos we needed each other at that moment in time...

Still, with the passing of time...some friends may grow distant and we continue upon our own journey in life...yet that doesn't mean that the other person is no longer a fren..we still have their names in our journal of friends...just perhaps a little sadly that our chapter or story with the other person is not progressing and making new highlights as before...

We have new people entering our lives and we start new chapters of friendships, experiencing new and different things and beginning to understand the differences in people a bit more...

As kids, our understanding of friendship is perhaps companionship, the amount of time we spend with each other, the joys and the tears that we share... it was a lot easier then... we didn't question people's motives for being friendly and we accepted them just as they are and to take them into our trust with our innermost thoughts...

As we grew up... it seems a lot more difficult to make frens, perhaps we have greater expectations of friends and expected them to conform to certain standards and social etiquettes... and then work and material success comes in to complicate things even more...sometimes we find it so hard to take someone into our trust and to open up to let the person know the real us...no the passing years have already covered us with so many layers and armors, that sometimes we dun quite know ourselves all that well anymore...

Yet, just sometimes, the right person comes along and we find ourselves opening up...not sure why...but simply willing to pour out our true sentiments to that person and to let them see us for what we really are...

No one is perfect, not ourselves, not our friends and therefore it is hard to ever expect a fren that always lives up to your expectation...but I guess that's what friendships are all about... we put aside some of our expectations and hopefully the other person does too and we simply appreciate each other for what we are... friendships forged will not be forgotten, perhaps diluted over time and if we fail to spend enough time nurturing it...but hey, at least we did share special times and experiences with each other...

As the famous saying engraved on the Sovil Titus brand, 'I dun ask for a lifetime, but just for that moment in time...'

Night out with Dr. M...from Boat Quay to Esplanade

Spent a lovely Saturday evening with Dr. M and my silly Bao Bei...I went to my cousin's baby girl's one month shower in the afternoon and then we swung by the new MDIS unicampus to get Dr. M after his Saturday afternoon class...

We decided to head down to Boat Quay for Black bean sauce beef hor fun... I love the dish... the beef slices are so nicely stir-fried...very tender and the sauce is yummy too... we order a seafood soup, garlic kai lan and 'ma po tou fu' too...

Dr. M wasn't quite familiar with tou fu so we thot it would be a great new experience... Dr. M said he enjoyed the beef hor fun too...great stuff...according to him :))

After dinner, the three of us strolled along the river...walking towards Fullerton Hotel and then taking the underpass to the Esplanade... there was a jazz performance by a local group at the outdoor performing theatre and we took some time to enjoy the music, all while snapping some shots and enjoying the cool air of the night...

It was great that it wasn't too humid an evening...the weather was nice enough for us to just stroll along without aggravating the sweat pores... after the performance ended...we strolled back to Boat Quay and landed ourselves at the TCC there... we ordered hot chocolate and iced coffee-tea (yuan-yang) tea and spent the rest of the evening making happy conversations and cheerful jibes at each other...

Hanging out is really great...and good friends who we can really connect with, makes all the difference in the world too... how else could we keep our sanity in such a pressure cooker society? If only there were more weekends...

Night out at Zouk

Night out at Zouk on 7 Dec 2005: Flash Imp 5th Anniversary Celebration!

From Left: Shirley, Amanda, Laurel, Me and Christina

It was a pretty happening night with plenty of Moet and think everyone got a bit tipsy and high with the alcohol coursing through our blood...

Think I was hit worst cos it so happened to be my birthday that night and I had to down a flaming lamborghini and I think it definitely downed me...literally...

By the time I got to the carpark below my block, I was practically swerving and swaying and hardly able to keep from tumbling into a pile...

I do wonder who started this crappy tradition of getting the birthday person drunk...

Getting drunk is definitely not a pretty thing to do and I think I shall try to keep more to orange juice or sparking grape juice from now on...(well not quite I think)

A little wine here and a little cocktail there is nice...just as long as it is kept in moderation (",)