The Tale of the Pink Poodle's Green Ribbon

This is a story about me, from me. I can't guarantee it would be of interest to readers but if you want to, shut up sit down and listen. Read, I mean...

A long time back, when I was still working part time to earn a bit of income (before I formed the Pinks), I had a strange encounter.

One afternoon, as I was going to the workplace, I met this girl at the subway. She was staring at me. Though it might sound strange of me now, but I was very uncomfortable when she kept staring at me. When the train came, I quickly hopped on and sat down. The girl walked right up to me and sat down beside me.

"Excuse me, are you.... Frazzles?"

Mind you, that was way before I knew Mr. Prim and Pink alright...

"Nope. I'm afraid you've got the wrong poodle."

"Oh," came the disappointed reply.

A long silence followed. Finally, the awkward silence drove me mad. I turned to her asked if there's anything she had wanted to tell me.

And, she launched into this long boring story of how she once had a classmate who looked just like me (not as cool though of course). They used to be very close but had lost contact.

Now that I got her talking, and I can't get her to stop, I decided to show her with body language that I was not quite interested in that conversation. I turned and faced her with my ass. That still couldn't distract her enough. It was almost as if she was caught up in her story and was totally no longer on Earth. She went on and on and on. I didn't want to bother. She went on about how that friend had suffered some sort of trauma at a spelling contest and did not want to talk to anyone anymore, including her, and that broke her heart. Before she left, she had given him her favourite ribbon to encourage him. A Token. A green ribbon which she had always worn on her hair. I was half asleep by then.

When I got to my stop, I got off quickly. Her last few words still echoed in my flappy ears. Think she mentioned something about how much she wished she could know he was, and hopefully she could know if she was important to him and if he finally walked out and made friends...

And that my dear readers, was why I didn't raise any rejection when Mr. Prim and Pink suggested putting a green ribbon on our heads. Oh, but I had never told him about that subway encounter though. She was gone and we probably would never be able to find her anyway. Can't even remember which subway station it was. Sometimes, just sometimes, I wonder if that girl has seen and know that her green ribbon is shown off proudly to the whole world and that he has another idiot to wear it with him. Heck, like I care.


-Rhos-

the 135th Post

Hohohoho~ you think that i'm busy marking papers... hohoho~~ ok well, actually sort of la... Just decided to sneak a quick break and write you something.

Time now is 11:33pm. In about half an hour's time, it will be the 28th! Hee~

Darling dearest, if case you don't feel good about it, I want you to know that I'm perfectly fine with it although we can't spend as much time with each other as we used to. There's work for me, and thesis for you. I'm perfectly fine with it because I feel we're only merely apart physically. And we do get to see each other too~~ =) I just wanna assure you there's no cause for worry with regards to this and Rhos, Fraz and I are all here with you to get the thesis done. We're 24/7 ready to do your bidding. =)

This is the 135th post. Dedicated to you, and you only. Calling you soon lol~~

Love.

Visited a friend's mother last night... She just had an operation. Cancer. She used to be so bright, so cheerful, so beautiful. Illness can so swiftly take away from you too much. When I saw the exchanges the mother and son had, it was really grim and sad.

The situation for all of them isn't looking fantastic, money is needed, family members are missed. I've not seen him this heavy and this down since his dad passed away. China is really a disappointing, sad and ugly place to do have to do business in. The place is dirty, the people uglier. It is very sad to see friends having to bear this.

Another Pink Tail

This story is about a pink poodle but not the more famou/infamous one. This shall be a tale dedicated to Frazzles, the other long forgotten poor pink poodle.

Fraz didn't always used to be this panicky. He used to be just like any teenage boy growing up, happy, carefree and playful. Then one day, something happened and forever transformed his life.

Fraz had always done well in school, and was always first in spelling tests and mathematics quizzes. His English and Mathematics teachers were very proud of him. One day, his English teacher signed him up for a spelling competition. Beating all his schoolmates and children from the region, he advanced all the way to the nationals. His parents and teachers and friends were all very very happy for him.

Then came the fateful incident.

During the finals, Fraz felt rather nervous. Yes he knew he was good but it was after all, the nationals. He had spent the entire night before revising words teachers had given him, and after that read the Oxford Dictionary for Advanced Academics for the 12th time. Surely, I must be ready, he thought.

Anxiously, he waited for his turn. Finally, the word was announced to him, "Spell the word 'rhombus' ."

He was stunned. What? That was it? So easy?! Why just yesterday in school the Maths teacher was teaching them shapes and their properties.

He opened his mouth, "Rho.. Ro.. ..."

Blank. His mind was a blank. Suddenly, all those long bombastic words in the dictionary flashed by in his mind, blinding him. The voices of all his teachers and parents reciting words to him, testing him, preparing him. Was that a headache he felt? Concentrate! Can't... What's the word again? The word has vanished. All he saw were his friends and classmates jeering him, the look of disbelief on the judges' faces. No! No!

That instant, he couldn't take it anymore. He screamed and ran out of the auditorium. He ran as quickly as his legless body could take, all the while still screaming, shrieking in his teenage boy squemish voice.

Ever since then, Fraz had never quite recovered. He became very panicky and was always very conscious of himself. The poor pink poodle...

Frying Oil

To Jamie Oliver, I never knew that all those bus rides I took and watched your shows would have such impact on me subsequently. And the sweet affinity it brings. You're right in your book's introduction, I do think so too. Cooking and sharing food has got to be the loveliest thing in the world, between families, friends, loved ones, even strangers.

Driving back home just now, I feel, for the first time, so strongly this feeling of warmth and bliss that I get to cook for you. I wanna cook better, nicer stuff for you, for us. Like what someone once said, I wanna share a kitchen with you sweetheart. Right down to the dish liquid and washing of dishes. Everything. Hee~

On to something else, today was the first time I attempted to cook wantan noodles. Tough I must say, for the noodles were not done to what I had hoped. To anybody reading who might be interested or wanna help give some pointers, what I did with the cooking of the noodles was a 2-step process I learnt from watching a cook once. The moment the noodles are like 90% done, take them up immediately and soak in iced water. This allows for swift contraction which should by right make the noodles more springly and chewy. Then put it back into the boiling water again for a few seconds. That's what I did, although not as styloly as the cook lol~ Fumbled abit here and there but cooking is definitely something I enjoy doing. Come to think of it, I can't remember how and when and why I started cooking. I suppose it helps alot that I love to eat.

Something else occurred in Kenneth's Kitchen today that was rather funny and definitely blog-worthy. Bought lard to fry for the oil because it's part of authentic wantan noodles. After frying for a short while, I noticed the oil in the pan increasing. It was coming out from the lard. Afterwards, it became a tragic-comic moment. The lard was being fried in its own oil. How sad. Drowning in your own blood? Lol~

I think there's progress with the mincemeat in the wantan today. Not as hard anymore. But think I cooked a bit too long which still made it a bit dry. Was cooking the noodles and the wantan at the same time lol... in different pots of course! Reminder: Mincemeat needs to be more salty! Ahem, and maybe a bit smaller in portion.

Will look out for better ways to do it~~ It's a pleasure to cook for you and more that you enjoy it. Thank you~ =) Remember! suggestions are always welcome so it can be done better

Hall of Fame

Today, we shall take a walk into this mini memory lane of Rhos. Inside we can see pictures of Rhos being snapped at various places and activities.

Permission has been granted by all parties: the cute photographer, Rhos, and the management.








Former wild days. Caught in the act during on of the many mad drug parties.



















A healthier form of addiction. Chocolate.
















Get lost! This handphone is attached to me!




















Days when Rhos went on a mad sniffing binge and got a little more plump.




















The famous/infamous rebel trademark. The pink ass.



















Hard at work. His passion for the academics.




















Rare shot of happier glam times. Rhos and manager, KT, attending a party thrown at a fan's lovely abode.
















Excellent shot by the photographer of Rhos endorsing Anna Sui products, his personal favourite.


















The best for last. Confrontation. Rhos, the rebel, the only person to be able to piss Freud off since his death.

World Tour

As I sit here breathing in the cheap aroma of Lipton Tea which is what KT could only afford, I ponder over what I had wanted to express (having been interrupted last night by an uncooperative scribe who claimed he was being attacked by some fuzzy little creature with muffly arms called a Dormio monster of sorts).

Now that my dictator (in all sense of the word) is back, I can take my time to tell my fans my thoughts and feelings.

Yes, as some of you may have noted, in a rather disappointed manner myself included, the oscars are not gonna show me favor this time round. I don't get it. I really don't. These days, hard work just isn't enough, or should I say hard work isn't even necessary anymore. I mean, look at the celebs nominated. What work is there? I slog and give my all to Hollywood but there is no recognition whatsoever. I'm sure James Dean would agree with me. Yeah well, I'm sorta fan of his. Yes, we're rebels without a cause. Hell *beep*, I'm sick and tired of it all and im fu****g *beep beep beep* out of here. Fame only disappoints and as Ziyi Zhang would say, it only seems to take me further from the things I want.

At least maybe singing hasn't let me down, and so hasn't my legion of fans. And might I add that now I'm into counselling, my fan base has grown to include heavyweight names like Bruce and maybe even Britney, Nicholas and Douglas. Though I don't think I'm ready for stuff that is too intensive like anger management, child manangement and sex addiction. This is a mad world.

Well, I digress. KT has recently pointed out that we should start planning for a world tour, or at least just to one or two countries. Yes well, of course we know one or two countries don't constitute a bl**dy *beep* world. But heck, everyone calls it a world tour now so why can't we? KT thinks with the popularity I enjoy in Asian countries, perhaps I could consider these places. Apparently, certain bookshops have been selling models of me and I'm highly impressed and appreciative. At least, some people still have good taste. KT also added that Japan might be a good place. He claimed that teenagers would scream and adore me because of my looks. Too bad I don't have underwear to throw to fanatics.

Mount Fuji! Here I come! Ziyi Zhang! Here I... oops right sorry... the sad underpaid scribe just whispered rather impolitely that Ziyi Zhang ain't quite Japanese, and I didn't get her name right either. Oh hell.. I mean oh well.... What the *beep beep* ... Getting non-Japanese to play a geisha.. sheesh... Right anyway, Japan, with all its beauty might beckon me with her white make-up and red lips.

Article by:
Scribe who claims is not being paid enough but not in fact thus shall not be named even

Whiteboard Scribbles

Wanted to tell you this but kept forgetting, heee...

Happened about 2 weeks ago already. Was chasing 6 students to hand in their composition which was going to go into their CA. Went to their class but they were out for recess, so I whipped out my assistance, Mr Black Marker, and started writing on the whiteboard. Was writing something like the time they had left to hand in etc when a thought struck me. I cleaned off everything and stood there to ponder for about 10 minutes before I wrote this instead on their board:

The 6 who have not handed in

by 3 in time redeem your sin

If not your heads shall surely roll

come morning's first bell toll

Kenneth Tan

2 Dogs to the Vet

I must say, it was not a pleasant experience man.

But who can I blame, I should have just kept my pink butt out of it all but no... had to tag along... but then again... I don't quite have a choice. Anyway, I wish I hadn't gone to the vet on that beautiful Saturday with KT and his dog. Well, I hardly see this dog of KT's though. What's her name again? Can Can I think. Sheesh~~

Guess I can't quite expect every canine to be as cool as me in car rides. She was salivating like mad I tell you. Hell, she looked a total wreck, like she had rabies or something. Thankfully, none of that saliva got onto me.

Well, over at the vet there were loads of people too. Many rich people too, with their dogs all dressed in weird outfits and all that nonsense and looking rather snobbish. Saw this rather cute outfit that consisted of a shiny disco top and cap. Hmm, bet I would look good in that, oh and maybe a pair of shades. Could borrow from Elton I think. Maybe that purple pair...

Anyway.... then that embarrassing dog did the most outrageous thing: she shitted right on the floor of the clinic waiting area. Oh man.... and it was a big load I tell ya. Bad obedience training maybe? Hmmm... wonder who's managing her... Oh man, it isn't KT is it...

Did I tell ya guys about the short vacation I had recently? Stayed over at a certain place in Tampines. They had aircon! Yes, well, finally some luxury deserving of a celebrity... It was simply wonderful, was almost a party. Many many famous celebs were there too, every night! There was Winnie the Pooh, Doraemon, Hello Kitty, Eyore and I heard there might even be this one that used to be from a really famous series called "My Little Pony". Wonder if she looks hot.

The host... she had this dog too who was really funny. What was his name again? Something like Mr. B or a chinese bun or something. Well, was having a chat with him and he was telling me how frustrated he was that nobody quite took him seriously around this part. Apparently, he had thought of signing up for windsurfing but well... let's just say he couldn't quite find a listening ear. He said something about how he often got doors slammed in his face. I would have lent him my pink flappy ears anytime you know, for a fee of course, but the chap's rather strict. Think he's a Puritan if I didn't remember wrongly. Just not quite connecting.

Sheesh, how did I come to this?? Well, anyway, the poor dog of KT's couldn't quite take the stress anymore when she was leaving and vomitted in the car. Whew, as usual, thankfully it didn't get onto me. Would have cost a bomb to clean that chic designer green ribbon on me...

Oh well, at least we made it back. On the whole, still cool~

-Rhos-

Destinee

Yup... destiny works in weird ways I conclude.

But first... today was really nice. Flippers and I went shopping. Bought loads of stuff, well, mainly me but heck~~ =P Best buy has got to be the skates, glad you like them too darling. I love them~ Let's go blade around!!!! *ahem* On the topic of footwear... applause for the brilliant girlfriend please everyone... Excellent taste in picking out the pair of shoes. It looks good with jeans heh... =) Lovely. Perfect.

Well, I digress... Back to the girlfriend's good taste... Hey you know what~~ I do think you are right and I have always thought so too. That some pure gold jewellry pieces do look good, pity the consumers spoil it ahem... heh... And and, the buys at Salvation Army!! We have the same cup! Snoopy some more!!! I think it's damn cool~~ I seriously think you look damn good in the shades. Celebrity glam. Yes, you definitely can carry it off. And remember? I've always told you I like the retro kinda look on you. I think you look simply mesmerizing. The hair, the hair parting, the earrings, the shades, the clothes, the bags.

P.E.R.F.E.C.T.

On to the part on destiny. Yes, interesting thing it is. Works in weird ways, over different times and sometimes we never know what it has done. *I'm listening to guess what? A song that will forever etch you in my heart..."Maybe I'm amazed" by Jem *

Sometimes, I get this feeling we have gone through so much and shared so much together. It's blissful and I want this forever. The feeling does not seem to be in tangent with this logic we call time. I can't tell, as in... sometimes get this feeling I've known you for so long, and not about 2 years. And today, scary evidence pops up. Destiny works in different ways, and rather high-tech ways I see. What do I mean? Well, apparently, Flippers and I could have met each other already way before Uni... When I was in pri sch, I had attended computer classes, and so probably did Flippers. How did this reveal itself? A sharing session on donuts... Seems like we have both most likely patronized a donut stall near the computer place that no longer exists. I'm always highly fascinated and happy when I think about the paths we've each taken, and how at different points of time, we could have sat or stood in the exact same place. And then, only to walk right into each other's paths years down the road. It is sweet. Please please please, no matter what, let me stay around you, in your life, as a boyfriend, husband, friend.. anything... I really yearn to have you around, to see you, to hear you in my life.

Computers... hmm... hehe... to think that here we are, all along thinking happily and rather sheepishly that it was Msn and Maple that were the starting point that drew us closer. Hoho, no no my dear... it could well have been old 286 greenish computers and donuts. And you know that had we been in the same computer class, Ang can no longer be credited as having given us a chance to be in the same class. Sheesh... you think that maybe if I try to recall really hard, could I, in my dreams, travel back to the computer class, and maybe I might be able to see you~ Would love to see how you look like~~


Yes yes, well, sorry it's a mini eyesore... yes the hair... sheesh... heee... No choice I guess... but don't worry, I'm not about to turn myself into just another MOE teacher. Oh ho ho ho no no no.... By the way.. today while I was listening to some of the songs the teachers were sharing in the meeting, I caught this line.. ahem... commercialised or as bubblegum as it may sound, I so think it's true for expressing your impact on me... You rock my life darling~ In the sweetest, loveliest, most wonderfully blissful way.

Can't wait to wear matching wristbands with you~

All Hail The Queen

Look... i'm not about to discredit you... you are hereby THE UNDISPUTED QUEEN OF BOARD GAMES. Yes indeed, the journey there has not been easy, taking many hours of practice and thinking. And and and you had to wrestle with superpowers such as highly skilled parents and unorthodox boyfriend.

The recent Monopoly craze has clearly shown it is not always luck that factors in. Skill and planning is equally important. Bankrupting the pesky boyfriend who always gets in your way 4 times is definitely not luck. Okay... though I always lose out to you in many of the games, I do hope you won't get bored playing with me, or don't feel like playing with me. Because I love our mad marathon gaming sessions. It's absolutely fun-filled and enjoyable. Memorable. Yup, board games is surely gonna stick with me for life. =) Thank you for bringing these happy games back into my life. Yes, I want them.

Ho ho ho~~~ I know how to blade~~~~ Ok, a little... yup, but I like it. Thank you for being patient and being with me and yes, holding my hand and introducing me to yet another past time I shall come to like very much. I think it's relaxing, quiet and fun. Now, if I get posted to a nearer school.... perhaps I could blade there... hmmm....

V Day

Hmmm... come tomorrow, it shall be V Day. 14th of Feb. Over-commercialised? Yes, definitely. Though I do feel sad it has become so. Pity.

Now now, before anyone gets anyone's goat, or pink poodle, let me first say that I'm one who does not believe that one should just be especially nice to your bf/gf simply because of it's V Day. I think it's really alot more important, and romantic to do something nice for them on other days too. And I really hope I could always continue to believe in that, and continue doing that. I guess V Day was probably set aside initially to serve as such reminder. Too bad people have taken advantage of that: Expensive yet shitty meals, expensive roses, teddies and chocolates.

Darling... you know, I've felt the above for years okay, ever since secondary school I think. I really don't like the way people make use of the occasion. It's sad. So that's why right, I'm perfectly okay when you suggested we do not conform and celebrate Valentine like every other couple. It's amazing I found someone like you, who thinks and feels very much like I do. It's simply sweet. =) Although we're not celebrating, I'm very very very happy too that we get to spend it together tomorrow. Board games and family dinners are cool okie... =) But you~~~ Flips~~~ If you prefer something/anything else, tell me yeah~~

I love you.

A Goodwill Appeal

Recently, it has come to my attention that Singapore, being an affluent and socially cohesive society, has not been giving adequate attention to certain minority groups. Therefore, I feel it my sense of duty as a PR of Singapore to bring some of these issues to the public, and what better way to go about it than lending my celebrity name and presence to it.

When I mentioned minority groups, I had specifically in mind, the pink poodles in Singapore. Although the numbers are not significant, I feel strongly that this should not even be a valid reason why their needs can thus be ignored. Being a pink poodle myself, I must say that while the general quality of life here is good, it can get rather inconvenient for poodles like us to get around, to utilize services and even to make purchases. I shall cite some examples to illustrate these points.

Because of the way we are physically built, it is difficult, or should I say impossible actually, for us to go anywhere on foot. Literally. We have no feet. Therefore, it can get rather frustrating to travle around since where we go is usually subject to our attached items or guardians. In other words, we do not have any say whatsoever about the places we have to go to. Not only is this greatly upsetting sometimes, it can become hazardous. For example, from personal experience, there was this once incident where I was nearly drowned. In a glass of iced water. The reason for this unfortunate atrocity was simply due to the fact that I could not quite move myself, nor could I voice my opinion because, as many of you might and should have noted, we do not have mouths.

With regards to utilizing services, it can become a nightmarish experience also if one were not in good hands. I refer to very fundamental things in life, those that many of you have long taken for granted. These range from various things such as using public toilets, turning on taps and lights, and getting a book of the shelf of libraries. We have no hands either thus we are entirely dependent on our pair of flappy ears to carry out any activity. Also, because of our slightly smaller build, it poses a big problem when we have to turn on taps, or to use a public phone, or even to get a trolley in supermarkets. We simply do not have sufficient strength to move them. Not that it is any fault of ours. Rather, I view it as a societal flaw, one of negligence. We work very hard to earn a place in this society, so I feel it is only right and fair that society in turn cater to our needs. Perhaps, policies should be reviewed and public facilities redesigned to include us. One suggestion may be to make special little bicycles which can be easily fashioned from aircon spare parts so that we could use our ears to pedal the bicycles and thus move around. Other infrastructure and services should also be changed to perhaps designs that are lighter in weight and lowered so that we can reach it with more ease.

Shopping is an acitvity that Singaporeans enjoy, and I for one would love to be part of. However, it becomes very infuriating because the service quality in Singapore is frankly, not very outstanding. Because of my build and size, I get ignored all the time when I go shopping. The sales people simply cannot even be bothered to ask if I needed anything. If Singapore means to establish a solid reputation as an attractive touristic spot, I feel it is of utmost importance that a healthy tradition of service quality be nurtured. When I say healthy, I mean that sales people should not only be polite and hospitable to foreigners and people with spending powers, they should also extend the same to everyone who comes in. Only then, can we truly hope to make Singapore an inviting and integrated society for Singaporeans, PRs and tourists.


Rhos

12cents

What a wonderful way

to end the last day

of having no pay

the one that has an update on sch & the cat, too.

You know, even though school ended late for me today, I felt quite satisfied with how the day had went by. It all happened in the morning when the form teachers had to hold teacher-student interview to better understand and know each student in their class. So my other form teacher was doing it in class, and I chose to do it out of class, on tables and chairs further away from the classrooms and I had a view of the foyer. I only managed to interview 2 students today. Why? One student suddenly kept very quiet when I asked how the family was and broke down. There I was, thrown into shock because I suppose I had taken for granted many people were like us having a normal life and shitty things occasionally thrown their way but here was a girl who was crying because she had a problem. A problem at home. I had thought it was just gonna be another normal routine chat with the students, and there I was, hands wrapped round my coffee mug. Yes, I've become one of the working drones: Start the day with coffee. The problem was she found it hard to cope due to parents divorcing. Whew... I suppose it was really hard to respond because I've been off social work for too long and I've forgotten all the things I should have said or done. Though I was of a bit of help to her, I could tell. So yes, that encounter really made me feel I am right to think that teaching holds what I might like to do and believe in. It's fulfilling in its own ways. And it can happen in small ways too. Like when I had a lesson today that went really well, and I could feel the class enjoyed it too. We had a mini debate session. Fruitful and encouraging.

Yes darling, yes... so do I. I wish I could keep Valentine too. Sigh, enough said on this topic I guess for I know as the days pass, I shall surely talk about this again. Was just playing with her just now... She's healthy enough to be able to run around and do small jumps and climbs =)
Mother of two huh lol..... =P

Sigh thesis is hard work huh... =) I don't think I'll be up to it but heck soemtimes, I do wish so much I could have done it. Yes, you might laugh... but really, while it may not be fun or easy to cope with, it's something that's gonna be satisfying.

Flippy!!! Miss you love you~~ hehee~~ Hope you get well soon silly darling~~ And if you're free to try a cute little game, go to this link yeah =) You might like it, its cute~

the penguins

Thrones are not comfy seats where one can sit tight

Yes indeed.... Monopoly Lord nothing!!! You!! Havoc! Lol~~~

Hmm... these days you should be known as the Avenger or something... Always out on mad quests, and very successfully with style, to remove people from their thrones. This is disgusting.... =P

2000 lumps of coal.

You! I shall return.
Mua ha.. ha.

ha ha
ha.

Names are but Names

Dr. William?

Dr. Rhos?

Dr. Bailey?

Dr. William Bailey?

Dr. Rhos William Bailey?

Dr. Artiste-formerly-known-as-Rhos?

-Rhos-

It Was A Good Day

Today yes, today has been a good day darling... =) And I sit here now sipping my coffee, a very very contented man. I truly enjoyed today in church. I'm not sure if it's the speaker, or the content but for a long while after we left church, it set me thinking. About alot of things. If you ask what it is, I cannot begin to describe but I do feel it. It sets me thinking, but not in an unsettling way, more comfortable actually. I'm not sure if it's right to say so but I feel that much closer to this new life I'm learning about. And yes, I do want it. For so many things and people, including you and me, yes I want to believe. It's too coincidental also that when I sat down for dinner for one, I caught 45 mins of the movie "Bedazzled" and there were lines about this person who grapples where he stands in God's designs. Well, I can't tell if its a big or small step but I know I finally feel that much clearer, or settled. There are so many things I hope I have the resolve to change. I had always thought of becoming a social worker because ahem *slight pale blush* I felt I wantedto make a difference to people who needed help. In the typical arrogance of man, I never saw I had so many flaws overdue for improvements. Yes indeed... this rather petty, selfish, frightened, lost person does not want to be so. But frankly, I don't quite know how things can be changed, or how I may go about changing them. But I do know I have dealt with some really dark and deep-rooted issues together with you. Therefore I know changes are possible. Even if lotsa time is needed or even if not much will eventually be altered, for now, I am most eager and willing to do so. In turn, I do humbly hope I have things and an interesting life you may love to share with me. And I earnestly extend my warmest welcome. =) If it isn't too measly, if you find it appealing, do share all that I may come to have and am.

While I sat across you today for lunch, I stole occasional peeks at you. I did the same at your place while playing Monopoly. =P Not a psycho or stalker okie ahem... Okay there's not quite another apt way to describe it but... I was going abit gaga thinking about you, drunk in the happy lovey homely emotions you give to me and stir within me.

I don't think I exaggerate when I say you have virtually shown me a new way of life, or in fact a new life. Even when I listen to same song it feels different because how you feel, happy or sad, matters to me and influences me. I like this connection we share, I really do very much. As I look at you, poking fun at your mother or chatting with Bubblez or playing Monolpoly with your sister, I feel you give me a very place in your heart and life. You know, I'm thankful for all you have been so willing to share with me: your family your life your love. And urmm ahem, for my sake, hehee... I do hope you feel I fit wonderfully too heee... Destiny has a funny way of unveiling... A line I heard off a song playing just now lol... and yes, I do concur. Most willingly most yieldingly.

p.s.: ever since primary school, I've not played this much board games.. Well, come to think of it, I haven't played board games since then. So yes, in case you're wondering and not very sure, I do enjoy this past-time we share! I love playing all all all of these games with you. Though I must say, I have to be more wary of your Monopoly tactics, you who tried to buy the light-blue place, well-aware of your master plan of owning that whole strip and entrap me there... oooh you.... naughty... hmmm..... =P

May I clean the chicken juices now?

Yes, as you can see from the title, I still haven't quite got over it yet. Why? Becoz you're super funny la flipz! Lol~~~ that has got to be one of the weirdest things I've ever heard okay... My dad is as messy and dirty as any driver but I never get a line such as having chicken juice in the car boot. absolutely hilarious.

I know this is not gonna sound quite right but... IPW is making me feel quite happy. Hehehe~~ =) hmm, maybe it's because it's making my girlfriend happy. Here is the side story of how the cd got wrapped:

... Hastily I went to Tampines to hunt for the cd and when I bought it, I

knew I had to wrap it with the paper I had prepared the night before.

The paper was an odd brown and slightly crumpled as it had been placed

inside my bag. The question now was, where do I wrap it up? And thus I followed

my gastric feel and went to Mc. There a double cheeseburger and mineral water

was ordered to facilitate the wrapping. Sitting down, I took out my trusty ruler

to tear the paper and then used the glue to close off the sides. I then proceeded to

finish off the food and left. Thus, that was how I wrapped up the wrapping...

Hmmm.... presents to come... hehhehehe, exciting..... Well, at least it is to me! =P Only hope you would like them too.

You know that Chinese checkers has reached a whole new level when two people playing use 3 sets of chess each. At the same time! I tell you... if I had a camera phone, I'll take a picture of the massive JAM.

While you're unaware, and hopefully at your deak doing work... I shall hahahaha... sneak onto bed to shut my eyes for a quick 5 min. Ha ha.. ah haha haha ha ha ha. Now, and I wonder who else does a "Caffeine" tattoo on their mothers.... Hmm...

Friday tomorrow!!!! Exciting!!! Can't wait!!!! I'm alright already! Not sick!!! Lol~ may I kiss you now? I love kissing you.

MUACK!

A Line from Rhos

... KT didn't know how to word it and seeing I was cool, he asked me to help him out. So here goes: "oh sugar you know, you're sweeter than those pineapple tarts. And I refer to those commercial ones. Yes. "

I think you two are cool and happy.

-off to answer fan mail-

Trivial Thoughts

Yes, once again... the nuts did me in ...again.... Every year, every chinese New Year, I seem to eat a little too many cashew nuts. But this year, its strange... I really didn't have not much!

This Chinese New Year has been rather quiet. Not that I'm complaining. I can't stand it when relatives get too into CNY mood. There would always be loud shots, cigarette smokes, blackjack tables, mahjong tables, yucky food, stale goodies, and hardly enough seats. And that's only relatives from my mum's side. And I don't fit in. Every year, I walk around, chat a bit, eat a lot, and try my best not to budge from my seat. And wait for a good time to exeunt. This year everyone were more subdued. Hmmm, wonder if it's age....

Darling, I love the mini rooms you do up. They look very warm, very cosy, very sweet. I feel happy looking at them, and even happier when I realise you have me in your thoughts when you plan for some of the rooms. I am more than happy to be part of your life, anything in fact, come what may. Dunno if you know this but when I did up the bedroom, I had you in mind too. =)

Clam, I know how you feel. I really do. I felt the same many many years ago too. I couldn't understand how some things could not happen. Or at least why I am excluded from things I hope to have. I couldn't understand. And it's so much easier to become angry. Sometimes, actually alot of times, I do wish inside myself that you wouldn't need to feel this way any longer. It's not easy to see a friend feeling upset about the same thing for years, and one cannot offer any help at all.

Which leads me to reflect on who I have around me. This sounds very corny... yes... but it is so... Every time I think these, I feel really fortunate I have you. Like I told Clam last night, sometimes who you be with or choose to be with, it's not always dependent on a better/lousier kinda scale. I told him also that I feel, given all you are, you could easily choose to be with someone alot better than me.

Thank you for the clam chowder and the honey-lemon!!! It's really very nice! To think that the first time you cook for me would be because I'm sick lol~~~ Heee~~~ Thank you for taking the time to prep the stuff, and coming over specially to see me darling! I love it! It's very sweet of you. Ahem, and really, I hereby have to tell you this: My girlfriend is very sweet, sensitive and considerate. I also asked Rhos how I may better express this and he said he'll go think about it.
Fate has been kind to me. I love you.