New addition

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HAhaha...

I looked through once, and I think when I see this in France, I'll feel all moody and start missing my good old friends and family in Singapore.

Oh well..

I now know

Abit slow, but I now realize after close to 2.5months of working, why I enjoy working. Coming back home from a short mission to the far west, I realize how nice it feels to just make someone smile.

And that is the reason, why albeit all the fatigue, I enjoy work... the satisfaction that I get out of seeing people feeling satisfied from the dinner, the meal, the drink, the dessert that I have a part in preparing for them...

It's just a nice feeling... and that is the source of my joy. To see others happy... and now I truly believe that I am easily satisfied..as long as others are.

:P

Merci beaucoup!

thanks babes for the presents :)

I'm sure they'll come in very handy.



You two especially will be dearly missed. *grins*

following a track that's going nowhere.

Well well well, I just typed one whole chunk of words and dragged-highlighted-deleted it.

What did I want to say?

There are just some things in my life that I cannot comprehend. And for a long time to come, I think it will remain that way.

Ce n'est pas la vie que je veux.

An idea

So, I was dragging myself home after a very long day of work with barely any time for rest... and as my music from Ipod was blasting (as usual) "The Way I Are" by Timbaland... followed by "Do You Know (The Ping Pong Song)" by Enrique Iglesias, and I started gazing at the strange lights that seemed to glow... yes, those plain white circular lights that you see between Outram (East-West Line) and NEL... yup those.. I thought that given this space we have in the underpass, it would be quite wonderful.. oh let's not forget the air-conditioning that we have in the underground. I love air-conditioned places.. yes.. I think you know what I'm getting at.

Wouldn't it be wonderful that we can have the entire underpass transformed into a clubbing area? Like just one night, we have those lights blinking red and green and blue and what-ever-not colors that reminds you that you really do need that one more shot of what-ever drink in order not to mistake the transvestite next to you as another Giselle-wanna-be... With loud music, heart-thumping bass beats, blinking lights... yup, that's it. Cool huh?

Well, either that, or... I think I'm just too tired... And I need a rest.

Here Without You

A hundred days have made me older
Since the last time that I saw your pretty face
A thousand lies have made me colder
And I don't think I can look at this the same
But all the miles that separate
Disappear now when I'm dreaming of your face

I'm here without you baby
But you're still on my lonely mind
I think about you baby
And I dream about you all the time
I'm here without you baby
But you're still with me in my dreams
And tonight it's only you and me

The miles just keep rollin'
As the people leave their way to say hello
I've heard this life is over-rated
But I hope that it gets better as we go

I'm here without you baby
But you're still on my lonely mind
I think about you baby
And I dream about you all the time
I'm here without you baby
But you're still with me in my dreams
And tonight girl its only you and me

Everything I know, and anywhere I go
It gets hard but it wont take away my love
And when the last one falls
When it's all said and done
It gets hard but it wont take away my love

I'm here without you baby
But you're still on my lonely mind
I think about you baby
And I dream about you all the time
I'm here without you baby
But you're still with me in my dreams
And tonight girl its only you and me

Ipod shuffled over to this song and though it doesn't really apply now... When I'm overseas... hmm, I'll be 'here without you (all)' already. Bleah...

In a manner of speaking...

En quelque manière de parler
je veux juste dire que
je pourrais ne jamais oublier la manière que
tu m'as dit tout en ne disant rien

En quelque manière de parler, je ne comprends pas.
Comment l'amour dans le silence devient réprimande.
Mais la manière dont je me sens au sujet de toi est au delà des mots

Oh me donnent les mots
me donnent les mots
qui ne m'indiquent rien.
Ohohoh me donnent les mots
me donnent les mots
qui m'indiquent tout

En quelque manière de parler
la sémantique ne suffira pas.
Dans cette vie que nous vivons nous faisons seulement
et la manière dont nous nous sentons pourrait devoir être sacrifiée

Tellement en quelque manière de parler
je veux juste dire que juste comme toi
je devrais trouver une manière
Pour te dire tout
En ne disant rien

Oh me donnent les mots
me donnent les mots
qui ne m'indiquent rien.
Ohohoh me donnent les mots
me donnent les mots
qui m'indiquent tout

Oh me donnent les mots
me donnent les mots
qui ne m'indiquent rien.
Ohohoh me donnent les mots
me donnent les mots
qui m'indiquent tout

Wrong place wrong time...

You know, somehow, sometimes in your life you sort of experience how some people just don't fit into some situations? Just the other day, under the scorching sun rays of Sentosa, I experienced just that.

I am sure most of you reading this would have been to Sentosa before. So, just picture the coconut trees, the numerous glistening bodies of volleyball players, the NUM ambassadors wanna-be, the Café del Mar babes-wanna-be, the very busy looking families searching high and low for the best spot under those coconut trees for picnic, the tourists that came from all over the world (literally) to look at the pink dolphins... Oh, now that we got to the elemals. oops.. animals i mean, why not take a short visit to the elephant sanctuary?...

Yes, that's exactly what I mean by the 'displaced personnels'. Elephants at Sentosa? Along the beach? No way. OOooohhh yes... definitely. Well, but to some, since it's rather subjective, it may be a hippo, it may be.. buffalo, but to me, it's definitely an elephant. Just bit short of a mammoth. Call me evil, call me sarcastic, anything but blind because I'm definitely not just that.

And in skimpy beach wear - read this... B.I.K.I.N.I. *Ouch*

Today, when I went back to Sentosa again, the image still haunts me. I salute your courage, and I salute you for the level of self-confidence you have in yourself. To dare to bare/bear your bod (or the lack of it) at a public location, well, such audacity. hahaha... no offence I hope. Well, I actually have a photo, but since it may be rather distasteful and repulsive, well, not to mention, law-breaking to infringe on privacy of others, I shall save us all the trouble.

The next time you head over to Sentosa, or even anywhere... do take a clearer look at those around you. You never know who you will see.

And for those who feel that you are out of place... advice is...don't do that again s'il vous plaît. For own's and other's sake. It's only better that way.

:)

DOP!

Everybody wants a homer in their life. That includes me.

And yes, I know why my mama says she thinks I'm an Indian when she looks at me.

I know I am alive. And getting STRONGER

You know... now that I'm 24 years old, I think I am old(er). Oh well, that's the physical part... but of course, mentally, I would say that I've matured more than ever in the past few months.

I thought that only certain holidays last more than 1 day. For birthday, it's usually just a day-long celebration. Well, this year, I still feel that it's my birthday even though it's already 2 days past it. :) Friends coming over for surprise/cake cutting etc.. (Those who read this, send me the photos please)... and movies, dinners, Sentosa trip, Wakeboarding, working... I'ven't really taken any rest since that day.

Another thing that made me feel stronger... haha this is going to sound like crap. I was working and literally broke/ crushed a drinking glass with my bare hands. This was the first time something of this sort happened to me and... the feeling is strange and yet nice. Of course I have some cuts on my fingers and palm, like short ones, long ones, deep ones and surface ones. It's tough to type now as each time the finger that is cut touches the keyboard, a tingling, wound-threatening-to-tear-open sensation is felt... hahhaa

Anyway, as the day inch closer... I really don't know if I can bear to leave this behind. :(

Si je peux, je t'apporterai avec moi. mais je sais que je ne peux pas...et tu ne veux pas.