This is a happy, happy day

Today I am happy, because of two things (though there is one big thing I am unhappy about – see foot note)

For the past week I have been on a relatively strict diet and exercise regime.

I had vegetarian sandwich and a glass of mixed fruit juice every morning. For lunch I’ll eat normal amount of food, and then only a cup of coffee at tea time. For dinner, I only have fruits.

Been very regular at the gym as well. I will be on the threadmill for 20 minutes (though my speed never go beyond 7.5), and then another 20 minutes of cycling. That burns 500 calories everytime.

So this morning I weighed myself and discovered that I have lost 2 kg. Yay!

Then last night on impulse, I bought 5 large postcards for my staff. Those large, colourful cards with inspirational phrases on them. Then I spent a good hour before pen composing messages to each of them.

I realized that my writing sucks. And when I write, my thoughts don’t flow well. Not that it is much better online.

Anyway. Back to the postcards. So I finish them off with a Chinese “chop” made from stone, with my name and Chinese name. Nice.

So this morning I came in early and put these cards on their table.

Nothing beats seeing their expression reading the cards, seeing smiles spreading on their face! Am I a good boss, or what? :)

Foot note: I have not been blogging for a long time. Work has been absolutely crazy, with many projects all having the same deadline. On top of the workload, I still have my staff appraisals to go through. And it sucks when you know they are getting demotivated with the workload. You can see it through their eyes. Sigh…”

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Makan Pages

So much to blog about today, but all I managed to do is to set up a new blog!


My attempt in food blogging. Heh… did a post on a Thai restaurant in Far East Plaza. Have a look and tell me if you like it!

On the hand, I did some retail therapy. Again

My Shopping Goodies

Might blog about it tomorrow, if I have time!

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To be continued

Congratulations Raz, you are…

Cowboy Caleb of

You are smart, loyal and sensitive. You are also very caring towards other people and you help them out whenever you can. You are very passionate about your line of work. You fight for your beliefs and if someone doesn’t agree with you, you argue your point of view across in a very convincing yet diplomatic manner. For that, you earn respect.

Which Singaporean Blogger Are You?

NS – Makes You Stronger?

Had a bit of a heated discussion over MSN with a friend earlier on. It began like this:

Me: been thinking about it. but never mind. wait until end of this month when all these headaches are over first

Friend: hahastress ah

Me: of course

Me: arent u?

Friend: hmmm me neh wat is stress haha

Me: then u are not working hard enough

Friend: wtf its just i control my level well lah

Me: hahah….

Me: too late. the damage is done

Friend: huh u not trained lah

Friend: haha

Me: army is not everything. wait till u need to handle 5 times the shit you are doing now

Friend: ive been there done that haha

Friend: anyway its just an experience haha

Friend: dont take stress too hard lah it doesnt help u much

Me: hmmmm…. we’ll see. something that I don’t like is how NS men always brag about their army life. Can’t stand it.

Me: Able to go through days in jungle without showering doesn’t make one a man

Me: Someday you have to grow out of it and stop referring to your army stuff. It gets irritating.

Friend: okok i dont wan to get into this with u

Me: Why? Somehow all my close friends are like that. They always brag in front of me. And I can take it.

Me: Hmmm…. now you reminded me of someone.

Friend: come on boss its not about bragging

Friend: army isnt all about jungle training

And so I keep rambling on how I hated my NS-friends back in my early university days, fresh from NS and bragging in front of us, the foreigners who are “lesser-beings”. Halfway through the conversation, I realised I am pissed. Haven’t had that kind of passionate fury in me for a long time.

I mean, does NS make one more masculine, matured, better being than those who didn’t went through it?

Don’t get me started.

And to my Friend, no worries. I might be pissed off now, but I will be okay the next day. A movie will do it :P

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What the f*ck were you thinking?

What the f*ck were you thinking?

You know you are stressed…

Sign #1
When you walked all the way to the gym and realized you have left your gym bag back in the office

Sign #2
When you tried to renew a passport that will expire only in 2009

Sign #3
When you walked all the way to MRT station only to realize you forgot to bring your wallet out

Sign #4
When you repeatedly tried to unlock your house door with your office keys

Sign #5
When you dress up for work only to realize you forgot to iron the back part of the shirt

Sign #6
When you have to list down your symptoms like this to convince yourself that you are stressed

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Shopaholic Is Me

Too tired to blog. Will continue tomorrow. But the title tells (almost) all.

Getting cranky. Better go bed early.

(… and read Sophia’s latest book! hur hur hur~)

(Update). I can’t help it but drop a note on Sophia’s latest book, The Undomestic Goddess.

It’s freaking hilarious! Awesome! Her best!

Now back to my book… :)

Shopping Load 1

Shopping Load 1

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The VCD-Seller Idol

Came across this blog post by someone who is obviously turned off by local television and hated Singapore Idol.

I don’t know their names nor can I remember their faces, all I know is during those 10 minutes I witnessed one contestant who looked like he just got off his job selling VCDs outside a coffee shop at Hougang Central sing ‘He Ain’t Heavy, He’s My Brother’. In all honesty, it wasn’t horrible. But it wasn’t good either. He’d have a hard time winning a karaoke competition, and here he is competing for a record deal. What did the judges say? That he’s on a ‘different level’ from the other contestants. I shudder to think of the implications.

Good lord! I wonder who is he/she refering to? *wink*


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Silly Ass

Sometimes I am amazed by my own stupidity. I tried hard to convince myself that I am the smartest person in the my own world, but I proven myself wrong.

Silly-Ass Incident #1

I worked late last night. Ben messaged me to ask if I want to have a pint in town. Since I have damaged myself too much that afternoon with oily chicken parts, I said I’ll need to hit the gym. Realizing it was already 8+, I hurriedly packed my stuff and took the 10-minutes walk to Great World City….

…. on the escalator up to Planet Fitness, I realized I left my gym bag in the office.


Silly-Ass Incident #2

For weeks now I have delayed going to the embassy to renew my expired passport. It was during my packing up due to house-moving recently that I found out the expiry date is on 29 November.

So after much asking around how to renew an expired passport in Singapore, applying leave from boss, and losing sleep by waking up blardy early this morning, I packed my office stuff, took my passport photos and have a last look at my passport….

…. only to read “Expiry Date: 29 NOV 2009

Bah x2

Well done, smart ass.

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Home Sweet Home

It was with much relieve that I unpacked the last box of my belonging in my new house. The whole journey started early this month, and after much packing, moving, clearning, unpacking, I am officially moved in!

Yes! I am the proud occupant of a lovely, little flat in Toa Payoh, a bustling town of young and old mix, a 2nd grade Orchard, if you want to say so. Here is how my current bachelor pad* looks like

*I typed that with much glee. Yay**!

**I have finally grown up!

Okay enough gloating, already! First stop, my bedroom!

Entrance to my bedroom

The entrance to my bedroom. The bow-like wooden carving (complete with a string) was bough from Chatucak Market in Bangkok, for 100 bath! I forgot how much the cloth cost, but I got a grand total of 8 metres of such cloth, so they make perfect “gateways” into my rooms. Very zen-like, hor?

My Bedroom

This is my bedroom. I moved out the previous wooden bed, and put in my Ikea bed. To make up for the lack of aircond, I bought a $120 air cooler from Courts. Actually, it is very, uh, primitive. You have to freeze some special cubes of ice and add water to the machine for it to be cooling! Far from being an air-cond, but I’ll make do.

Without my usual wardrobe and cupboards and TV, my room looks very bare. Nevermind, I will get more stuff from Ikea when my next paycheck is in! Gotta get a nice, cosy rug for the floor, plus some beanbags maybe. Maybe some nice posters for the wall. I got lots of movie posters! Very cheap from Bangkok and they are still languishing in tubes! Haha…

And yes, that an Orlando Bloom calendar that you see. I adore him, don’t you know?

Wardrobe Room

One of my pride of the house – I have my own “walk-in” wardrobe! It is only after I finish unpacking that I realized my clothes are enough to fill two wardrobe cupboards! And that is after throwing away about half of my old clothes! Now I have one wardrobe of work clothes + pants, and another wardrobe of home clothes + cheong-ing clothes.

I also have my body-length vanity mirror in the room, complete with an iron board, and a steam iron. Oh, I must mention that the steam iron is a house-warming gift from Taufik. Yes, the man himself. The Singapore Idol. So nice of him!

My kitchen!

My kitchentop!

The kitchen! Okay, nothing much changed, except for some new utensils and my own kitchenware all unpacked. Gotta tell you – it is a very satisfying experience cooking in the kitchen, without the usual clutter that occupies my old house!

(Last night I tried to cook green curry chicken, but somehow the paste catches fire, and I have to throw the whole frying pan into the sink to douse out the disaster. Somehow anything I cook always catches fire in this new kitchen. But that’s another story)

(I shouldn’t have said that. I am still a great cook!)

Living room

Living room

This is the living room. Gotta say it looks great at night – with my special lighting on. I bought the L-shaped sofa for only $200 – a great bargain. So nice to relax in the living room. Hmm… not in the afternoon though, it is simply too hot. But in any case still better than my old place, since it is quite impossible to actually hang out in the living room then.

I decorated the wall with some of my best posters. Yup, you guessed it right. Those are the official posters from Fellowship of the Ring and The Two Towers – I got them from Warner Brothers! Then there are two posters of Orlando – one from Return of the King, the other from Pirates of Carribean. Actually, there is another life-size-length poster of Legolas on the other wall, but cannot see la.

Then I got a new hifi set from another friend as a housewarming gift… actually more like I extort the money from him, and I got it myself. But still, a gift is a gift, mah!

(I sounded like a bitch. Sheesh…)


This is my very own library corner! Okay, let’s do a little inventory check here:

Right at the top are my favorite “toys” – the official figurine set from FOTR, and (of course) Legolas from ROTK. (The Harry Potter was added after a second thought – I don’t know where else I can put him!). The “Web Idol” sash was a gift from Taufik’s fan to me. So sweet, right?

The first two shelves are full of my favorite novels – the Harry Potter series, the Marian Keyes series, the Shopaholic series, the Neil Humphrey series… man, I sure have accumulated quite some books over the years. (Special Note: To those of you who have borrowed my books but yet to return them, you better do so soon, or else….)

The next shelf is full of DIY books, and non-fictions. Like books on PHP-Nuke, Movable Type, (uh) body building, yoga, massage… also have some books on the best Internet sites (I think it’s damn outdated – waste money only), my course text books etc.

The next shelf contains collectible notebooks, mostly from movies. But I also got a set of special note books, pretty girly ones. Haha… you can see them here.

The last two shelves are full of magazines. I collected every single issues of 8-Days since 2003, and also some issues of FIRST and Men’s Health. Actually, my magazine collection gotta be the heaviest box to move from one place to another. I doubt I will ever re-read them, thus defeating the purpose of keeping them… but, you know, sometimes you just love something so much, you have a hard time throwing them away. And how much space can they occupy?

So there you are – a complete run down of my new place. There is a certain liberation in having your own place. But that is for another post. But I will tell you one thing I have done that give the greatest sense of freedom…

…. I can now use the toilet without closing the door! HAHA!

Why would you?

Why would you want to wait for someone who doesn’t tell you if he is interested in you, even after heavy hinting?

Why would you want to wait for someone who makes you fit his schedule, and not the other round?

Why would you want to wait for someone whom you did rock-climbing, jungle trekking and mountian hiking and thought that is “different”?

Why would you want to wait for someone who doesn’t have the time to commit to a relationship?

Perhaps you would, because love is blind. I am stupid to have harboured hope that the sparkle we felt after 6 years meant something. Anything.

And what we have will remain as what it had always been.