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Monday, July 14, 2008

Mon, 14 Jul 2008 11:06:24 GMT

Once there was a king and queen
Happiness shone in their fair land
Their kingdom so white with gleam
Perfect two lines, hand in hand.

Alas, surface smiles did not suffice
She stood on white and he on black
Guilty white began to rise
Solid black began to act

Anonymous pawns across the borders
Fell one-by-one, neither bother
Loving comrades were soon the foe
Building fortress with knives in the fold

Tick tock tick tock goes the clock
Oh poor king, she puts him in a lock
Guilty queen moves by the book
Her majesty commands the rook

Castling and you are safe my King
Without me, it would have been checkmate.
Lasting sting and unforgiving ring
He: " Not now, not at this state"

The notable thing about this game:
Round two ( or perhaps three, four or five) will soon begin
So within this 64 squares, my heart will stop
and this time,minus that impatient clock.

Monday, July 07, 2008

Mon, 07 Jul 2008 12:11:55 GMT

I took my first sick day off work today. I must say, walking off with my laptop at 9.30am whilst waving at everyone setting up theirs, did hold a tangible sense of medication to my fever. Also, I finally found the only way I can squeeze the word rest into my weekends : get hooked onto a TV series.

Unfortunately, I chose Prison Break to be that fixated drug, which results in me having dreams of plotting together with Scofield, when all I really want to do to him is (when I find some kinky and illegal conduct, I will insert it in here).

Lately, beautiful children and babies have been making me squeal. I saw this gorgeous little girl with eyelashes that could take over the world and this little boy who kept scrunching his nose mischievously. No wonder women who have been single for some time, turns to adoption, (in a sober tone) I feel you.

I wonder if babies are like kittens or swans, does beautiful babies turn into ugly adults? ( yah yah beauty is more than what meets the eye etc..) and does ugly babies turn into beautiful adults?

Sunday, July 06, 2008

Sun, 06 Jul 2008 07:23:47 GMT

So my blog went into a temporary lock because I needed to clear some entries and I didn't have the time to do so. Therefore, the quickest solution was to hide it for a while. However, you guys do send very amusing messages like " Oh my god, what happened la?" and " What did I do wrong....?!" Hahah. Also I got some very encouraging messages from my friends, which strongly testifies those who genuinely cares :).

And I just got the happiest news of the year! Jaclyn Wong, like a celebrity will be flying home for a week in Malaysia and a week in Singapore. So the flat hair flat will be happily reunited in Singapore for the weekend! You hear that Yeo Kit Mey? We couldn't get you on msn when we were discussing this, but I will be in Singapore on the 25th of July ( Friday ) and leaving on the 27th of July (Sunday) which gives us plenty of time for breakfast, lunch,tea, clubbing and shopping! Ah fun fun fun times ahead. Wheee!

AND I got a gold medal in basketball ! Pictures of it soon, just to prove to ye, of little faith.

There goes Federer for Wimbledon :D *waves pompoms*

Sunday, June 29, 2008

Sun, 29 Jun 2008 10:44:19 GMT

Finally some imagery for this paling blog of mine.

Fellow GLPs at Shangri-La Putrajaya. Two weeks back, our company held a 2 day Women's Summit to encourage women empowerment. We had the likes of Helen Read ( the dynamic personality behind Ms.Read) to talk to us whilst sponsoring our lunch for the day. All which I missed because of the overload of work in the office *sob* However, I did make it in time for the floral themed dinner and then slumber party with the girls after! By the way, Shangri La has really kinky toilets

Father's Day at Jogoya, Starhill. For RM100 per person I say it is worth ever cent. I ate enough cod fishes and crabs to lead to their extinction.

My cute little grandmother :)

She meticulously named me down to the very strokes of my name. So painstakingly to ensure that my name is beautifully said and written. And now, I can't even write my chinese name and I go by the name Smalls.

Mummy's birthday. What is it with adults after the age of 50 and insisting on only one candle on their cake. When I am 50, there is going to be a bonfire on my cake.

LapSap with Chinnie Beanie. Don't leave me chin :( I promise I will be a better friend. I will accompany you to more LapSaps, force more Long Island Tea down you and eat Siew Mai in your honour!

Sheesh. Blogging is so tiring.

Thursday, May 15, 2008

Thu, 15 May 2008 10:38:57 GMT

If I work 10 hours a day and sleep 6 hours a night and do nothing in between

Where does my remaining 8 hours go to?

On a side note, yesterday was one of the most thrilling events of my life. I felt a rush of excitement and a surge of adrenaline so strong. More overwhelming than any first kiss, more mind-blowing than any rollercoaster. Now I understand why all it takes, is just that first step to doing something out of that comfort zone,to keep you harping for more. I am truly excited for the unexpected around the corner.

I sound like a hippy, the whole live life to the fullest blather. Ooooh I am so happy. Tomorrow is casual friday!!!! Something to look forward to!!!

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I need a life.

Sunday, May 11, 2008

Sun, 11 May 2008 11:57:19 GMT

To the Mother,

Who supported 3 daughter's overseas education, who defends her children although all evidence goes agaisnt, who stays young at heart and gossips through the nights with her youngest one, who uses countless call cards calling Melbourne and who managed to remain sane after raising 3 insane girls.

Happy Mother's Day Mummy Wong!

You are very very much loved :)

Sunday, May 04, 2008

Sun, 04 May 2008 02:48:31 GMT

" Notice that a Bamboo has the toughest roots and yet when the wind blows, the bamboo bends with it"

the best thing I have learnt in my job, yet :)

If you loved Sex and The City

you will definitely love Cashmere Mafia!

And one of the best movies I have watched in a long while..

Ah crap I can't be bothered posting a picture for I have an early morning tomorrow. But it's called August Rush and it's amazing :)

Thursday, May 01, 2008

Thu, 01 May 2008 05:38:39 GMT

Hui Wen's Luxurious 23rd

It is perhaps a Melbourne feat to hold parties with themes. So when Hui Wen smacked me with a Luxurious theme to match my casual wadrobe, I swore that for my 22nd birthday, the theme would be Under 5 Feet. Everyone shall either be below 5 feet in height or come dress as Hobbits and Smurfs. In Kit Mey's case, to be below 5 feet, she'll have to fold herself into half, and then squat.

Smalls, Shannon, Brian, Kit Mey and birthday girl, Hui Wen. That fur on me reminds of Timun from The Lion King.

The Ernst&Young boys and I.Jonathan, Smalls and Shannon. Practising for the Under 5 feet theme. Jon sings too well and Shannon is the best part-time boyfriend.

Smalls: Chris, everything is falling apart :(

Chris: (sends file "POP Goes my heart")

Smalls: :D

Missing our little one in flat 2-13-3. By the way, the flat hair flats are looking for a new recruit to replace the person who permed her hair on her birthday. Tsk tsk.

Release date: This summer.

Our very sexy birthday girl.

Meticulously counts the number of candles before blowing, spikes drinks with an evil grin, coos like a nightingale into the mic and my partner in clutching each other whilst dissolving into laughter. You are one of the most unique and vibrant gems in my life. A piece that I truly treasure :)

Love you plenty many dear. MWAHS!

A little something for the single girls out there.
Status of all of them: Single ;)

Thursday, April 17, 2008

Thu, 17 Apr 2008 01:55:23 GMT

Coffee in the pantry feeds me. Cubicles are just a way of life. Lunches are laughter filled. Seven pm packing up becomes a norm. Terrible accounting jokes gets me through my day. TV moments calling me home.

And through all these,

I've stopped harping on you. I realize what a bitch you are. I see friendship in a whole new level. I miss you, you, you, you and you.

In a nutshell, with the limited personal time I have, I only have time to love.

Working is healthy to the soul :)

Wednesday, March 26, 2008

Wed, 26 Mar 2008 14:17:52 GMT

A simple wooden door, that's all there is to conqure in order to restore.
Tightly shut it looked, nicely clamped on its hook.
On the surface, little hearts I drew. Always wondering if you knew.
Cold silver knob and yet I couldn't stop.
No peep hole was made, no insurance plan for the dead.
Did you lose the key? I have a spare, two or three.
Shadows play at the bottom crack. I hope she doesn't have a nicer rack.
I press my ear agaisnt to hear your heart beat, but could it be just your distancing walking feet.
Hours I lay, hugging this timber doorway.
Feeling raw, but I am lowering this chain saw.
Maybe in a few months time, cement will cover what isn't mine.