and the quarter centenarian speaks...

been meaning to post an entry for quite some time now..
something funny.. light hearted.. entertaining...
a little piece to bring some chuckles to those who are taking a break from work...
been thinking bout it..
in fact i was thinking about it when i missed my stop going home on a bus... and this was after missing a stop (because i overslept) on the train ride home that very same nite...

yes.. i've had ppl telling me over msn (yes plural...) that i should update the blog with an entry... preferably a long one.. (their identities shall not be revealed should this turn out to be meaningless blog.. and should you waste 10mins reading it.. hey! i can't get that 10mins back for you.. physically abusing my fans will not help either...)

anyway... getting back to the entry... (yes i actually took a break to eat my oats n milk..)

my 25th bday celebrations was dubbed the week long festivities.. simply cos the celebrations were spread over the entire week.. (some photo montages hv been uploaded... and perhaps just one or two more on the way... ) it was fun... the alcohol.. the food... cakes... chocolates... presents... and well wishes... (thanks ting for making a phonecall from shanghai at midnite! haha all charles cld do was an sms.. and much later too!! if i sounded shocked was cos the 'unknown' appearing on my caller id is the same as what i'd get if it was a call from my mom... long distance calls...)

yups... met many frens throughout the week.. taking lotsa photos..

and i know that i'm posting this for everyone to read... but don't judge me.. heh... at some point in time it almost seemed like i live for such events, parties... little highlights in my life to mask the banality of it all... things that seem so trivial, blown to greater proportions to serve as distractions from the reality of it all... and as the celebrations come to an end.. or at least the reason to celebrate becomes irrelevant (like how a week after ur bday isn't really ur bday anymore..) i find myself staring into the ceiling and wondering... what does all this amount to?

but just in case any of you are wondering if i'll be dispensing with the frivolity of such occassions... you're wrong... in fact the next big bash is due 20.07.2007... yeah.. 2006 will be a graduation cum bday thing.. (yes... its almost like there is an IOC planning such events in my head...) well i never said i was noble or aspire to change the world... life's short.. i just wanna live it.. is that so bad?

you wld think that i would hv an important point to make given the slight retrospective tone of this entry... but i don't think so.. not really.. of course when i was very young.. and turning 25 seemed like a long time away.. i always imagine entering the mid-twenties zone would be a fun thing... i would have my career (which i'm don't... ) be done with school (which i'm not...) and having the time of my life (not exactly..) so what's left huh? i guess its all still too soon to tell.. yea... in a way.. i do think that at 25, it's barely the beginning... sure, ppl are getting married, hvg kids... but it's an early end for them... **snigger**

while for me... there are still lotsa parties to look fwd to... ;)

**at the time of printing there's still one party left.. watch this space for the sequal to the frower, the b and the butterfly...

a new wallet with compliments of...

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Originally uploaded by lepetitmac.

ok thanks to those who chipped in for the wallet...
(ming, boh, ray ray, sel, cc... )
apparently ms ming likes it a lot and thinks that its gorgeous...

i just don't know where to stuff that strap!!

ok.. its starting to grow on me... if only it was all white and plays music! **hint**

and the beat goes on...

who said anything about ageing gracefully?

decluttering...

i almost couldn't remember what the surface of my table looked like..
and took it as a hint to clear out the rubbish...
well not exactly rubbish...
stuff i'd leave around... while thinking of a better place to store them...
some postcards, little knick knacks of significant nature.. such as passes to the singapore fashion week... (yes.. my table has been piling up for the longest time...) i guess its been piling up on my work table since most of the other surfaces in my room are somehow occupied... countless magazines, books, notes... things that i'd keep around just in case...

in case of what??
i dunno... i come from a family that never threw anything out... yes... back in msia *thumps chest* space was pretty abundant.. and my mother could never bring herself to throw out anything that might be useful... clothes, books, plastic containers... you name it... the backyard has it.. well of course until we moved.... my mother finally decided to go thru all that she has kept over the past 15 odd years to see what she could discard.. not without slowly reminiscing each item that was significant... she's terrribly sentimental...

well.. that was the way i was raised.. and i guess it has rubbed off me a little.. (well if i was like a certain ms lee... lotsa of thing wld 'accidentally' go 'missing'... lost in the deep abyss of her wardrobe otherwise known as the bermuda triangle... cos she keeps buying 'em and still has nothing to wear for work.. but i digress...)

its a slow process of change.. at least i am not waiting that many years before i decide to throw some things out.. in fact i embarked on a mission to clear out my closet of stuff that i wld not wear anymore... i needed the closet space and the clothes hangers.. but i'm left with a pile of unwanted clothes at the foot of my cupboard.. just brilliant... but i will get to clearing them away...

almost like old times...

i'm not one who's terribly sentimental...
or at least i try not to let the sappy side of me show too often...
saturday nite was spent catching up with some frens from sch...
(sch: nus architecture...)

the bunch of us had known each other from first year...
by some fateful coincidence we were grouped in the same studio...
and the rest as they say is pretty much history...
the paths that we have undertaken may be varied...
and perhaps at this point, looking back...
we never wondered what we'd be doing 5years later...
or imagined that 5 years later we'd end up in pursuit of different things...
i wouldn't say that time passes by too quickly...
it's more of how we get so caught up with the hours and days in our lives that the years go by...
and we are still unaware...

and as much as these gatherings are a good way of catching up...
we find ourselves still laughing over the same old things...
silly antics from way back then...
and maybe,... just maybe...
no matter how far we've come... or how distant we've become...
it all takes is one good memory... one funny story...
to put everything back into perspective... we're all still frens...

i could go on... but its starting to sound pretty much like a eulogy... my last words...
which of course isn't about to happen just yet..

i guess all i really want to say is that...
no matter how much we've all changed...
i do hope that we'll never cease to find such stories to laugh about..

nip/tuck by an angel

ooh.... this is so much more effective than TOUCHED BY AN ANGEL...
for those who've never caught the aforementioned tv series...
its basically... (how do i put it without sounding cynical...)
a show about GOD... or at least GOD's plan... and the angel goes about guiding the misguided...
of course i only know of one fan of the show...
anyway... i think the show has been on for nearly 10 years now.. and the last i heard is that its finally airing it's last...
haha.. not that i disagree with the msg of the show... but the sheer predictability....

cue: cherubic glow... monica says: god luvs you!
and the fat angel sings.... cue: roll credits

the latest episode of nip/tuck (that is still showing as i am typing this...)
raises this question of faith(lessness)
without the use of special lighting effects....
i mean, who buys that these days...
instead... the show opted to really put man's faith to the test...
throw in a false prophet...
an abortion...
and the truth about his son's parentage...

it ends with the lead character pleading with the false prophet...
'please... i need to believe in something...'
and her reply.. ' don't you get it?'

simply put, the underlying msg is that your faith is a choice that you make...
you believe in it and at times that belief goes beyond what you see or what it can show you...
you believe even when things happen to shake that belief... that is FAITH...

ahh... i suppose this is exactly like the tough love theory eh...
instead of a utopic vision of the walk with religion... we need a dose of reality..
so that we do not fall apart when things aren't exactly perfect...

what's the temp today??

it's too hot.. too hot.....
i think even the air blowing from my fan is warm...

uurgh....

delayed reaction

ok it's been a while... a real long while...
if time was measured in terms of productivity..
then i'm glad to announce that time has been in a state of standstill since may..
well... ok ok.. maybe its about june... coz i can't really discount the time spent shopping...
bargain hunting should be equated to work done rite?

anyway... time seems to be picking up... maybe not from where it left off.. coz the deadlines are now drawing nearer...
and my pseudo-cool is melting in this blistering heat... (yes.. its prob a good time to be at the pool...)
but... let's not talk about work... coz i've never seen the point of talking about it.. when all that is needed is for it to be done.. so there...

for those who have been following this blog from day 01... you'll prob realise that the bulk of it has been mostly fluff.. rantings and musings that would otherwise be inconsequential... read, laugh... and let's move on.. and that's exactly my mantra... i hate to sink into one of those self loathing situation... it's kinda like that buffalo who's bathing in mud and pissed off at being filthy... i mean... 'get up and go take a shower!!!' (ok.. so maybe that isn't an actual parable... but you get my analogy..)

but lately, my intolerance has grown into impatience... and that's not a good thing.. because not many are fans of the TOUGH LOVE... but i wonder... what's so wrong to have someone tell you every now and then.. WAKE UP YOUR IDEAS! GET A GRIP! SNAP OUT OF IT!.. SHUT UP AND MOVE ON!... ok ok so maybe the final one borders upon insensitivity.. but don't we just get tired? to be crying over the same old matter? to have the same insecurities and fears... from 10 years ago??

i dunno... as much as i think i'm a good fren to most of my frens... it would be terribly uncharacteristic of me to be indulging and patronizing... i for one believe in the tuff love.. yup... just keep rubbing that salt in the wound.. ok that din come out rite... i think its more about telling you the truth... coz as a fren, if i don't tell you the truth... who will...

its more of a: let's settle what's wrong with you.. and then we can go thru the short list of ur good points...

** the tone of the blog has been exaggerated to acheive the dramatic effect... so none should take offence