COMMERCIALS

It cranked me up when the men all came together singing that song towards the end.




HAHAHA!

DISAPPEARING FOOD

Met up with Xuxu for a short while earlier.

With a cursory glance-over, she tsked and asked have I lost any more weight. "Ni you shou le ah???!!!" She exclaimed. I was mortified. Truth is, I've been feeling horrendously FAT. Really. For the past weeks, I've been having much more regular meals than before - especially lunch. At least, what had been practically non-existent, I've been having proper meals for lunch on some days from Monday to Friday for the past weeks.

That said, I've been feeling truly gross. The stomach has been feeling so full, so full, so full on some days - and more frequently than usual. I feel FAT. Disgusting feeling. So much so that early this morning, I made a mental note to eat less fuller meals next week.

But, that sentence from Xuxu made me reconsider this notion. Maybe it should be scrapped. I've been eating, but not gaining, apparently. ARGHHH!!! Where did all the digested food disappear to?

DOING IN LOVE

Caught Tooth Fairy today.

"Doing something that you love is never a waste of time."

AGE-D

Granny got moved to Ren Ci today to recuperate. For therapeutic purposes, I guess. The duration of the stay is not for certain, though.

I think it is a little sad, spending CNY in a hospital. Yeah, sure, on CNY we would take Granny home to celebrate on the day itself. But still...



Today, I was working in the office. A colleague had just came back to work after applying for UPA, for his father had recently passed away after being diagnosed with terminal-staged cancer one month ago. Another fellow colleague dropped by our office to offer his condolences. It turned out that the deceased is only 60-year-old. The fellow colleague made all the appropriate sounds and expressions sympathetically, and after which, mentioned that his own father also passed away at 60 odds.






It suddenly made me realize, all the elders whom I love are indeed getting older and older. Parents. Grandma. And it makes me feel funny deep down inside.

THOUGHTS

During the first week in Hall 1, Bel and I were practically shivering (really... No exaggeration!) towards the end of the service. Really, I was shaking like a leaf.

Not that we both were not prepared for the air-conditioning. We were both wearing cardigan - just that it so happened to be not thick enough.

Which led me to ponder...



How nice would it be, if cardigans/sweaters/jackets etc has an INTERNAL THERMOSTAT. In this way, it can be responsive and react accordingly to the external environment. If the temperature drops below a certain degree, the garment would booster itself and "grow" thicker. Wonderful, isn't it? Saves the hassle and dilemma of having to decide between a thick sweater or a thin cardigan.

Which, also led me to ponder further....



How wonderful would it be if quilts/blankets are able to "crawl" back onto the bed and cover itself over a sleeping person each time it gets kicked out of bed.

Or, how nice would it be if the weighing scale has interfaces with the refrigerator/rice cooker/wallet/purse/atm card etc. If your weight hits a certain benchmark, the weighing scale would send a signal and LOCK UP the refrigerator/rice cooker/waller/purse/atm card. That way, you would not get to eat until you've slimmed down.

Or, how about a computer so smart that it can read your brain waves and type out what you're thinking or saying? Goodbye, keyboard.

Or, how about an internal feedback mechanism on adipose tissues. Once you're accumulated enough weight (read: fats), your body secrets some special enzymes to "liquefy" the excess lipids and you can perspire it all out cleanly.

Or, how about nails that fall out on its own once it grows pass the fingertips?

Or, how about shoelaces which are able to tie themselves?

Or, how about mobile phones which are able to harvest, convert, and store solar energy as potential energy, thus recharging the cell battery itself automatically?

Or, how about teeth that cleans and polishes itself?

Or, how about a bolster that can hug you back?

Or, how about bath towels that are able to wrap itself around your wet body without you lifting a single finger?



Ok. I think it's either I have a brilliantly wacky but creative brain, or a plain lazy one.

NOT JUST RIGHT

I seriously think that taxi is a bunch of irony.

It has been said: Whenever you need a cab, they're never there; unless you book one (tell me about it!). But when you don't need one, they're EVERYWHERE.

I think, the same goes too, for the drivers behind the steering wheel. When you're feeling tired and wish to steal a quick rest, you'll kena a chatterbox cab driver. When you're feeling chirpy, however, you get a solemn one who doesn't even bother to confirm your destination or to ask for your route preferences (I kena-ed it just now).



It is just never right when it comes to cabs!

COLOUR MY LIFE

Colour. My. Life.

VISION

One particular statement that sort of wow-ed me during service earlier.

The place where Abraham was asked to sacrifice Issac - "Moriah" - means vision.



"If you don't have a vision to work forward to, you would not give your best sacrifice to it."

HOLIDAYS

I'm dreaming of the March holidays already!

Looking at some places to go to during the one week holidays. Nothing is confirmed yet, I'm not even sure if the one week holiday is good enough to entice me to travel out of good old Singapore; but hey, it doesn't hurt to flirt with the idea, right?

Sun and fun. And CHEAP. Kota Tinggi. Langkawi. Bintan Lagoon. Batam. Phuket. Maldives. Koh Samui. Tioman. Cebu. Pulau Sibu. BORA BORA (*screamsss!!!). Bora Bora is a totally awesome place. It's an alluring beauty; a paradise! Too bad though, the location is a lil' too far. And a lil' too expensive.



And I'm hoping wishing aiming for a Korea trip for the Nov-Dec holidays!

Bora bora and South Korea. The top 2 destinations that have been at the back of my mind for the longest time ever. Enamored.

IT'S TOMORROW!!!

Graduation ceremony tomorrow at NTU Auditorium 1 at 2.30pm!!!

Kind of ironic. I'm saying bye to school life, and hello to life in working in school.

grandma's operation tomorrow.

DHL

LOUSY EXCUSE

Ok, I've always liked to use this as a "clever" defense - which, purportedly and scientifically-proven, is supposedly a load of groundless myth.



Not that this is going to be a vow or a promise, but I make a stand not to have more than 3 glasses per sitting. Sometimes, too much can really be too much. There's no need to touch boiling water to know that it's hot.

Especially not when - as past experiences indicate - anything more than 2.5 glasses of red wine is enough to result in talking funnily.

???

2013, would I still be myself?



Is change always good?

BIOLOGY!

PL and I were recently chatting about the Blood Type Personality. I've long heard about it before, and am aware that at its acme, the Japanese were crazy over it, and even went as far as to rule out potential partners by the ABO blood groups.


Anyway, PL and I were chatting about the Blood Type Personality and the Blood Type Diet. My interest quickly got re-ignited and snowballed. Now, I'm really sad - VERY sad - because, according to the Blood Type Diet, chicken and seafood (octopus! Shrimps! Oysters! Lobsters! Topshell! Crabs! *screams* OHMYGOODNESS!!!) are supposed to be bad for Type Bs. Someone, just throw me a knife!!! Anyway, apparently, chicken and seafood is a no-no for Type Bs because of something-something about lectin agglutination. For more info (if you're nerd enough to), please click here.



I've digressed. Anyway, as I was saying, my interest in ABO blood group got re-piqued. Inspired, I was suddenly curious about how rare (or un-rare) blood type B is in Singapore.

Thus, I did what normal human would do. I googled.

And ended up coming across this super-cool webpage.



I am so awed. 2 years of lower secondary Science + 2 years of upper secondary Biology at GCE O Levels + 3 years of Biomedical Science... AND I'VE NEVER ASKED SUCH GOOD, INTRIGUING QUESTIONS BEFORE!


"Since potatoes reproduce asexually, and asexually reproduction creates offspring of identical properties to their parents, therefore, are all potatoes of the same species in the world genetically identical?"

"What is the percentage of people having freckles? What is the gene locus for freckles?"

"How do hens lay non-fertilised eggs? If eggs do not get fertilised, why are they laid?"

"Will the tail of a human sperm drop after it has fertilised an human egg?" (ok, I know it will. But I've never thought to ask why. Argh!)

"What happens to the sperm cells that are not ejaculated out of our body? Do they accumulate in our testes?"

"If animals can cross-breed with one another, can a human be made to cross-breed with another animal? Is it technically possible?"

"How does a rooster fertilise a hen's egg? Does he have a penis etc, or what?"

"Must there always be ejaculation during intercourse? What happens to the sperms if there is erection, but no ejaculation? Will they die, or will they get urinated out afterward?"

"How do earthworms reproduce?"


Cool questions, aren't they? Smart.

2 years of general science and 5 years of Bio, and I am feeling so ashamed now.

Now I know why I'm not creative.



P.S. Anyway, earthworms are hermaphrodites, meaning that it has BOTH male and female sexual organ (i.e. both eggs and sperms). During sexual reproduction, the 2 worms fertilize EACH OTHER'S eggs. After the "job" is done, they go their own ways and lay their own eggs. And I thought that they self-fertilize themselves! AHHHH!!!

Bet you didn't know that! =)

COLOURS

Credits: Last two photos from Eugene Y.



I like colours!


Life should be colourful. Eventful. Vibrant. Lively. Spontaneous. Upbeat. Dynamic. Peppered generously with laughter. A rolly-polly. A potpourri of anything and everything.

Not dull.



My personal favourite colour? Yellow! With purple a close second.

WEEKENDS

All of a sudden, weekends seem to be so tragically short.

Somehow, weekends have become so precious to me; especially Sundays (since Saturdays are hopelessly packed and energetically-demanding). Sundays would be my only rest day.


Anyway, today is quite packed too. Woke at 11am. Went over to visit Grandma with the parents. Then to Ikea to get some stuffs. Then finally to Broadway Studio to collect academic gown.



Tomorrow's MONDAY already??? Haiz...

HAVEN'T BEEN BLOGGING...

... Anyway, received a call just now. Tuition re-commences tomorrow morning!

After 2 months of non-tuition and enjoyment, It's back to the BUSY Saturdays again.

Jia you!

COMPROMISATION

"When in doubt, don't compromise."


Chanced upon this today. This simple statement underlines the primary principle I believe in.

The norm belief is that compromisation is a trivial thing - when actually, it's not.

It means settling for the something which is not the best possible yet. It means cutting corners. It means lowering not only standards, but also altering expectations. It blurs the line between what is acceptable and what is not, what is good and what is bad. It ebbs away at what you INITIALLY HAD believed for or stood for when you were at your acme state, at your very best. It silently steals away the BEST that you could have had or achieved.

Compromisation - more often than not - is indirectly proportional to quality of outcome. Compromisation is awful.

Biblical heros and heroines of faith DON'T compromise; because they believe. Mary. David. Moses. Ruth. Samuel. Job. Paul. Jesus. Sure, some of them stumbled a little here and there, but ultimately, they always come back with a repentant and genuine heart.

Those who do compromise? Samson (the one with the powerful lock of hairs?). Saul. Esau. Juda Iscariot.



I also primarily believe, if you want something hard or bad enough, chances are, you would have it. One thing for sure though: it's not an easy journey most of the time. It would probably be painfully arduous.
But, of course, be realistic.

Randy Pausch puts it this way, "The wall is not there to keep you away. It's there to determine how much you want something. It is there to distinguish and set apart those who want something, and those who want something hard enough."



Compromisation. Not.

THE DOG

Christmas spans over 12 days.

Yesterday early afternoon, we had our Xmas gift exchange.


I GOT IT!!!! *wooot!*





This dog is awesomely HUMONGOUS!!!





It's even bigger than the former No. 1.
Xiao Hei can even ride on it's back!

(No, it's not being careless. The pen is for size-illustration purposes)

In order to make a wish list of 3, the other 2 items are a bookstore voucher (so that can buy boooookkks!!!!) or a restaurant voucher (so that can bring the family out to eat!). All 3 are equally heartfelt. Any of the 3 would be just as welcoming.

Anyway, I really like the dog! I think that REAL soft toys should be outrageously huge and spatially-demanding. One which is able to be hugged and squeezed and squashed. Small soft toys are... Well... Cute. And cuddly. Ornamental, decorative items. Yeah. BIG soft toys - though - have a more authentic presence!





As of now, a dolphin, a chipmunk (thanks, WL and KH!), a small pillow (from JM, 3 years ago?), a small bolster (under the dolphin), and the 2 big dogs rest on my bed. There are a couple of other small soft toys which are stashed away in ziplock bags into the cabinet. Of course, when it comes to bedtime, I plonk the 2 dogs on the floor and claim sole ownership of the bed. Dad says that if I'm given any more BIG soft toys, they would be sleeping on the bed and I, on the floor.

Right.



Anyway, Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!



P.S. Time to start replacing 2009 with 2010 when writing dates.