Big Fat Sunflower.

Bought a Big Fat Sunflower, so started flashing the camera at it.

Forgive our not very creative poses.

The classic flowerface.


Oh, flower, dog, flower.. All mine!


This is her curiously happy face, something she shows after you say anything vaguely interesting to her.
Also, some turbo-wagging action going on in the tail region, defying the shutter speeds of all cameras on this earth.The. Super. Dog.

Clothes. Provoke. Desire.

Clothes are a sign of the Fall, not because they conceal our God-created nakedness, but because they provoke desire.

Clothes. Provoke. Desire.

On the first glance, that's ultimate irony. If you thought in the most 2 dimensional way, without implications, clothes hid our naughty bits and prevented desire.

Let's imagine a world where clothes were not possible. In fact, in this world, clothes were not invented. People went about everyday business in the buff. Naked housewives carried naked babies and went grocery shopping. Naked bus drivers carried bus loads of naked passengers, who sat reading their books, or talking on their mobile phones. Naked judges presided over naked courtrooms. Naked professors lecturing naked students.

For one, it would be a cooler (LIANG) world out there. For another, naughty bits would no longer be naughty, because everyone sees everyone's everything everywhere everytime. Now, what's new? Admiring one's hot body would be like admiring one's curious hairstyle.

Maybe that is why clothes make the world a sexier place.

Falls into basic human psychology, forbidden fruits are sweeter!

Sometimes, I'm also not sure what I'm talking about, lah.

Woodspeople

"I could never understand the saying: Love means never having to say sorry. I think loving actually means being able to say those two words. It is only human to err. And if are lucky enough, we may even receive two even more powerful words: You're forgiven."



(If you told me you were going to leave civilization and live in the woods, I would bring some blankets and follow you. That is how I love you. Haha)

Can't sleep

You gotta see this! Listen to it, as well.
It's an ad for Honda's diesel engines.

http://www.foylesystems.com/downloads/the_ad.mpg

E-fuckin business

I would rather spend one lifetime with you, than face all the ages on earth alone.



Seems like my body and mind are coming up with a scheme to stop myself from studying. For the last 4 hours, I have been in the kitchen, cleaning surfaces, clearing drawers, rearranging things, and scrubbing pots. Yes, me, do those things.

Anything but studying E fucking Business. OK, that was mean. I don't hate e-biz.

Here are some pictures from yesterday.

Angela is shy about showing her beautiful new teeth.


There we have it!


The ONLY shot on the beach.


The clouds and some coconut trees.


Checking out Rasa, ended up playing pool.


See those Angela-Rays? They're too bright even for Elaine.


Can't get enough of her new teeth.



Laine's trademark Sad Smile


My super girls!


And my favourite super guy. =)

Late night TV rules

This is probably not the first time I have said this, and I guess that makes me officially a bumming loser. haha..

Anyways, catch the Surreal Kitchen! And then hit www.foodnetwork.com and find Bob's recipes. They are SO easy, and if you watched the episode, you'll know how to make them even better, yet easier.

And if you don't enjoy cooking, you can always laugh at the big oven toaster of a vehicle.

I feel like blading!

Funny, how love can leave you lonely.

You be the soul of my eyes?

I did a little messing around in the kitchen, and though it was not very nice, my mom and Ryan were both very sweet and told me it all tasted good. =) Though I was dissappointed by the outcome, I was quite comforted by their thoughtfulness.

The dog, Ryan, and I snapped some shots.




We did the cliche "xi, nu, ai, le" (glad, angry, sad, happy) thing they always do on old taiwanese shows. Here's the dog doing Xi


Here she is, angry.


And, manipulated to look midly sad.


My favourite picture. =)



Fly me to the moon
Let me play among the stars
Let me see what spring is like
On a-Jupiter and Mars
In other words, hold my hand
In other words, baby, kiss me

Fill my heart with song
And let me sing for ever more
You are all I long for
All I worship and adore
In other words, please be true
In other words, I love you

Fill my heart with song
Let me sing for ever more
You are all I long for
All I worship and adore
In other words, please be true
In other words, in other words
I love you

But you already know, right? =)

The aroma of rain!

Ah, give up.


Rain sort of creates a fluffy curtain around me, and the world feels smaller than on other days. You know, when u are in a stationary car, and it starts to rain, and the sound of that, combined with "Over the Rainbow" being sung by Ray Charles, and you feel like a modern day fairy tale character?

We're back at the current blog. Same old brand new.

When I grow up, I want to be a nice old lady.

Actually, I would like to be a nice little old lady, but I'm guessing the little part is going to prove quite difficult.

Anyways, I want to be the nice grandma! The source of unconditional love for my children and grandchildren, and hopefully good ole' comfort cooking provider. And I want to be a nice fluffly grandma with a nice fluffy grandpa. So that the grandchildren, children, and I can listen to grandpa stories! I want to be the grandma that can give my teenage grand daughter relationship tips. Teach them how to swim!

It's late, but I'm not being crazy.

Grandparenting is so underated in Singapore. Grandparents are the best!

That's who gets forgotten in a divorce. The grandparents. These old people who worship the little boys and girls who are produced by their own grown up, messed up children, the fallible somehow begetting the perfect. Divorce makes grandparents feel as though their unconditional love is suddenly surplus to requirements.

-Tony Parson, Man and Wife

So sad, right? While all the hype has been about this generation's married men and women being the modern divorcees, the focus on the poor children having this fucked up generation of parents, we had forgotten about grandpa and grandma! I'm talking about Singapore, ang mohs have lotsa divorced grandparents. Yeah anyways, our parent's generation are sort of the guinea pigs when it comes to divorced children.

This Shang Liang Bu Zheng Xia Liang more Wai theory implies that the chances of us getting divorced and our children getting divorced will get increasingly high. Hais..

What siel?

Past Blast

For the sake of experimentation and someone wanting to read about my insanity, the old blog will be on til I feel like blogging again.

TGIF.

I think all the hospi people would definitely agree with this sentiment. THANK GOD ITS FRIDAY!

I still have two more assignments to finish by 5, tho. This semester hasnt been the most productive and effective. Thanks to all my group mates who tolerated, as much as they did, with my inconsistency and lack of quality in my work. I bit off more than I could chew.