Ice Kachang reprise

the past few days, i've found myself having lots of ice kachang (blame it on the weather and my family's choice of food for meals). and everytime my parents suggest we go for ice kachang, the song (lyrics have been previously posted) pops into my head, and i start to sing it to myself, much to the partial amusement of my mom.

it's catchy, it's funny - i'm spreading the joy!

how do you explain the concept of happiness?

over coffee today, R talked about how there is nothing really to be happy about, that success only brings feelings of relief that you've not failed.

i disagreed, saying that there are many things in life that he/people should be happy about, not just merely relieved for. his reply was "what then?". and it took me some time to answer that question. i guess i've never really thought about why i feel happy. i just feel it. there are so many things that make me happy. and happy as in 'brings a smile to my face' rather than 'not sad'. my answer was 'friends and family'. he said, 'but you can't choose family'. i replied, 'you can take steps to making things better'.

it amazes me how pessimistic and disillusioned with life a young person can be. or maybe i'm one of the abnormal ones. i'm happy with my life. genuinely happy. i've got a great family (and even though they may annoy me at times, there's something warm about being with family), a boyfriend who wants to be with me even though he is miles away (thousands, actually), a job where i'm trusted with a reasonable amount of responsibility - a job i rather enjoy doing, friends who are quirky and loveable. life isnt perfect but hey, i dont need it to be perfect to be happy. in fact i like it the way it is, idiosyncratic and all.

'tis the season for giving

this year, my brother gave me a Coach key-holder. my immediate reaction was, "is it because i carry my keys on a mini swiss army knife key-chain?"

"it's a weapon you know!"

i stare at the key-holder. he looks at me and says, "i don't think your swiss army knife will be able to fit in it."

"oh." and i look crestfallen.

"i still haven't gotten you a present. what do you want?"

"right now i just want a tick-free dog."

"oh."


there are some things that money can't buy. for everything else, there's Mastercard?

isn't it funny that all Hollywood/TV portrayals of Santa Claus

have him sounding like Sean Connery? maybe that's where his real fortune comes from - vocal coach to all aspiring Santas!

like "The Sean Connery School For Santas" where they train current and new talent to sound like Sean Connery.

ironic really, since Sean Connery basically can't do any OTHER accent/voice...



Merry Christmas one and all!

i love how

RGS girls don't seem to limit themselves to Singapore.

at a reunion organised by 2 very connected people (i.e. they know/are still in contact with a lot of influential people to get the message passed around), it was pretty amusing how the conversation went:

"how are you? what are you doing now?"

"oh, i'm working now, doing PR."

"in Singapore? permanently?"

"yup, in Singapore. it's a permanent job."

"cool. do you see yourself going back to the UK or anywhere else anytime in the future?"


it felt good to see some old friends again. the sort that you can just strike up a conversation with and it feels like secondary school was just yesterday.

then again, there will always be the "cool gang" that hang out among themselves and even after all these years, things don't seem to change...

the power of music

Currently listening to: "Every Summer Night", The University of Warwick Big Band Live at Montreux Jazz Festival 2006

music has the amazing ability to bring a smile to your face, yet fill you with sadness.

listening to your playing helps me feel closer to you - if i close my eyes i can imagine being right there at one of your gigs and enjoying myself. yet when i open my eyes i realise i'm not. that you are still there and i am still here.

and somehow night there seems more magical,more inviting there than here. there's something about the cold wind, the not-so-bright lights, walking/sitting beside you in the car and watching the scenery go by...

driving in the fast lane

i have learnt several things about myself the past few weeks:

1) i like to speed.
2) i'm not afraid to accelerate quickly to overtake a slower-moving car in front of me.
3) i tend to make turns in 3rd gear.
4) i tend to make turns in 3rd gear and at speeds of 30-40km/h.
5) i tend to make turns in 3rd gear and at speeds of 30-40km/h without slowing down before entering the turning lane.
6) i am able to brake in time when travelling at 60km/h as the traffic light turns amber (while on a downward slope) and stop just behind the white line.

i wonder why my driving instructor asked me if i've driven a car before. he actually said, "erm, you don't drive like a learner".

Gee...