I've gotten to know Jasmine better when we were shopping together in Bangkok. She is a very "pia" gal who though very tired, legs almost giving away, but she was determined to cover 'all' the shopping destinations....salute to her!
I've heard a lot of comments on how they dislike to work with her...to me, i couldnt judge her that way. I only know that in Bangkok, this lady is very real. She laughs wholeheartedly, shops till she drop and urge me to go when the cockroaches are almost attacking us. I like being with people who are real. It makes me feel more at ease, comfortable.
Today was her last day being colleagues at HRG. She liked guys who play guitar, pianist would be better. The night before, we had a farewell drinks party at a hotel lounge. Though they wouldnt let me go Lindy, i had my fair share of fun. These bunch of girls were very fun. We sang at our seats, though i went out of pitch as i couldnt hear myself, i had fun.....
At the spur of moment, i decided to fulfil wat i promised. I brought my guitar to office. We were very on. Decided to play and sing in the staff lounge during lunch. We sang, laugh at each other, film ourselves, all while i was playing guitar. Needless to say, i really had fun.
I will remember today and place the memory in a part of my heart.
Thanks Jasmine for all the time spend together. Take care and cya soon!
Saturday, November 29, 2008
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
My 2nd attempt at Jay Chou's song. 浪漫手机
This should be a better version than Cai Hong but it sure took me a long time to get it up less pitchy, better diction and correct playing of the guitar. Enjoy
Appreciation of the unseen love
Got this from a friend. Interesting and thought invoking....
My husband is an Engineer by profession, I love him for his steady nature, and I love the warm feeling when I lean against his broad shoulders. Three years of courtship and now, two years into marriage, I would have to admit, that I am getting tired of it. The reasons of me loving him before has now transformed into the cause of all my restlessness. I am a sentimental woman and extremely sensitive when it
comes to a relationship and my feelings, I yearn for the romantic moments, like a little girl yearning for candy. My husband is my complete opposite! , his lack of sensitivity, and the inability of bringing romantic moments into our marriage has disheartened me about love.
One day, I finally decided to tell him my decision, that I wanted a divorce. 'Why?' he asked, shocked. 'I am tired; there are no reasons for everything in the world!' I answered.
He kept silent the whole night, seems to be in deep thought with a lighted cigarette at all times. My feeling of disappointment only increased, here was a man who can't even express his predicament, what else can I hope from him?
And finally he asked me:' What can I do to change your mind?' Somebody said it right, it's hard to change a person's personality, and I guess, I have started losing faith in him.
Looking deep into his eyes I slowly answered : 'Here is the question, if you can answer and convince my heart, I will change my mind, Let's say, I want a flower located on the face of a mountain cliff, and we both are sure that picking the flower will cause your death, will you do it for me?'
He said:' I will give you your answer! tomorrow... .' My hopes just sank by listening to his response. I woke up the next morning to find him gone, and saw a piece of paper with his scratchy handwriting, underneath a milk glass, on the dining table near the front door, that goes....
My dear, 'I would not pick that flower for you, but please allow me to explain the reasons further..' This first line was already breaking my heart. I continued reading.....
'When you use the computer you always mess up the Software programs, and you cry in front of the screen, I have to save my fingers so that I can help to restore the programs..
You always leave the house keys behind, thus I have to save my legs to rush home to open the door for you.
You love travelling but always lose your way in a new city ; I have to save my eyes to show you the way.
You always have the cramps whenever your 'good friend' approaches every month; I have to save my palms so that I can calm the cramps in your Tummy.
You like to stay indoors, and I worry that you will be infected by infantile autism. I have to save my mouth to tell you jokes and stories to cure your boredom.
You always stare at the computer, and that will do nothing good for your eyes, I have to save my eyes so that when we grow old, I can help to clip your nails, and help to remove those annoying white hairs. So I can also hold your hand while strolling down the beach, as you enjoy the sunshine and the beautiful sand... and tell you the color of flowers, just like the color of the glow on your young face...
Thus, my dear, unless I am sure that there is someone who loves you more than I do.... I could not pick that flower yet, and die.'
My tears fell on the letter, and blurred the ink of his handwriting...and as I continue on reading...
'Now, that you have finished reading my answer, if you are satisfied, please open the front door for I am standing outside bringing your favorite bread and fresh milk...
I rush to pull open the door, and saw his ! anxious face, clutching tightly with his hands, the milk bottle and loaf of bread.... Now I am very sure that no one will ever love me as much as he does, and I have decided to leave the flower alone... That's life, and love. When one is surrounded by love, the feeling of excitement fades away, and one tends to ignore the true love that lies in between the peace and dullness.
Love shows up in all forms, even very small and cheeky forms, it has never been a model; it could be the dullest and boring form... Flowers, and romantic moments are only used and appear on the surface of the relationship. Under all this, the pillar of true love stands... and that's our life... Love, not words win arguments...
'A soul mate is the one with whom you could sit with without saying a word and walk away feeling like that was the best conversation you have ever had.'
My husband is an Engineer by profession, I love him for his steady nature, and I love the warm feeling when I lean against his broad shoulders. Three years of courtship and now, two years into marriage, I would have to admit, that I am getting tired of it. The reasons of me loving him before has now transformed into the cause of all my restlessness. I am a sentimental woman and extremely sensitive when it
comes to a relationship and my feelings, I yearn for the romantic moments, like a little girl yearning for candy. My husband is my complete opposite! , his lack of sensitivity, and the inability of bringing romantic moments into our marriage has disheartened me about love.
One day, I finally decided to tell him my decision, that I wanted a divorce. 'Why?' he asked, shocked. 'I am tired; there are no reasons for everything in the world!' I answered.
He kept silent the whole night, seems to be in deep thought with a lighted cigarette at all times. My feeling of disappointment only increased, here was a man who can't even express his predicament, what else can I hope from him?
And finally he asked me:' What can I do to change your mind?' Somebody said it right, it's hard to change a person's personality, and I guess, I have started losing faith in him.
Looking deep into his eyes I slowly answered : 'Here is the question, if you can answer and convince my heart, I will change my mind, Let's say, I want a flower located on the face of a mountain cliff, and we both are sure that picking the flower will cause your death, will you do it for me?'
He said:' I will give you your answer! tomorrow... .' My hopes just sank by listening to his response. I woke up the next morning to find him gone, and saw a piece of paper with his scratchy handwriting, underneath a milk glass, on the dining table near the front door, that goes....
My dear, 'I would not pick that flower for you, but please allow me to explain the reasons further..' This first line was already breaking my heart. I continued reading.....
'When you use the computer you always mess up the Software programs, and you cry in front of the screen, I have to save my fingers so that I can help to restore the programs..
You always leave the house keys behind, thus I have to save my legs to rush home to open the door for you.
You love travelling but always lose your way in a new city ; I have to save my eyes to show you the way.
You always have the cramps whenever your 'good friend' approaches every month; I have to save my palms so that I can calm the cramps in your Tummy.
You like to stay indoors, and I worry that you will be infected by infantile autism. I have to save my mouth to tell you jokes and stories to cure your boredom.
You always stare at the computer, and that will do nothing good for your eyes, I have to save my eyes so that when we grow old, I can help to clip your nails, and help to remove those annoying white hairs. So I can also hold your hand while strolling down the beach, as you enjoy the sunshine and the beautiful sand... and tell you the color of flowers, just like the color of the glow on your young face...
Thus, my dear, unless I am sure that there is someone who loves you more than I do.... I could not pick that flower yet, and die.'
My tears fell on the letter, and blurred the ink of his handwriting...and as I continue on reading...
'Now, that you have finished reading my answer, if you are satisfied, please open the front door for I am standing outside bringing your favorite bread and fresh milk...
I rush to pull open the door, and saw his ! anxious face, clutching tightly with his hands, the milk bottle and loaf of bread.... Now I am very sure that no one will ever love me as much as he does, and I have decided to leave the flower alone... That's life, and love. When one is surrounded by love, the feeling of excitement fades away, and one tends to ignore the true love that lies in between the peace and dullness.
Love shows up in all forms, even very small and cheeky forms, it has never been a model; it could be the dullest and boring form... Flowers, and romantic moments are only used and appear on the surface of the relationship. Under all this, the pillar of true love stands... and that's our life... Love, not words win arguments...
'A soul mate is the one with whom you could sit with without saying a word and walk away feeling like that was the best conversation you have ever had.'
Sunday, November 16, 2008
Lindy Wedding Dance
Happen to come across this video.....
Wonder if i'll do this during my wedding also...
Wonder if i'll do this during my wedding also...
Thursday, November 13, 2008
My attempt on the guitar and singing Jay Chou's Cai Hong
Well, some of my frens/colleagues say nice, some mentioned that they cant hear wat im singing....
my rap was a bit off but i had fun doing it....
The mood was there to attempt such things at the wee hours of the night.....
my rap was a bit off but i had fun doing it....
The mood was there to attempt such things at the wee hours of the night.....
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
The Coffin
It was hard to get someone to watch it with me. Actually its not. Just that i did not ask the person i think will go with me.
Anyway, the turtles din want to go, nor the J&J team. Count sis out, and im left with the option of colleagues.
Even this option was challenging.
After much difficulty, finally could gather 4 to go, inclusive of myself.
The movie trailer proved to be interesting, to me.
After the movie, i was like, hmmm not too bad for a show.
If yor have not watch the storyline, the movie was about a ritual that was held in Bangkok. It was believed that one could prolong their life or ward off the bad luck by lying in a coffin and going through the ritual. Karen Mok and Ananda (think that's his name) each had a reason for doing that. Karen was a hongkonger who ran away from her preparations of her wedding as she discovered she had cancer. Ananda had a girlfriend that was in a coma for sometime. For Karen, she wanted to cure herself of her cancer cells. Ananda prayed for her gf's recovery
Both got what they hoped for. But it wasnt free. Karen's hubby to be died in an accident and 'came' to haunt her. She wasnt sure wat happen and why did he haunt her. Ananda's gf woke up from her coma but both of them were haunted by a lady with an infant.....
They soon realised that the miracle that happened come with a price. The 'bad' luck could never be dispersed but it will only be transfered. Transfered to their loved ones.
The movie highlighted about how we should not disturbed the flow of events. Things that were meant to happen HAS to happen.
All in all, it was a nice show. Not as scary as we've thought. Only at some points. A sudden scare but not a lasting one....Catch it if you can
Anyway, the turtles din want to go, nor the J&J team. Count sis out, and im left with the option of colleagues.
Even this option was challenging.
After much difficulty, finally could gather 4 to go, inclusive of myself.
The movie trailer proved to be interesting, to me.
After the movie, i was like, hmmm not too bad for a show.
If yor have not watch the storyline, the movie was about a ritual that was held in Bangkok. It was believed that one could prolong their life or ward off the bad luck by lying in a coffin and going through the ritual. Karen Mok and Ananda (think that's his name) each had a reason for doing that. Karen was a hongkonger who ran away from her preparations of her wedding as she discovered she had cancer. Ananda had a girlfriend that was in a coma for sometime. For Karen, she wanted to cure herself of her cancer cells. Ananda prayed for her gf's recovery
Both got what they hoped for. But it wasnt free. Karen's hubby to be died in an accident and 'came' to haunt her. She wasnt sure wat happen and why did he haunt her. Ananda's gf woke up from her coma but both of them were haunted by a lady with an infant.....
They soon realised that the miracle that happened come with a price. The 'bad' luck could never be dispersed but it will only be transfered. Transfered to their loved ones.
The movie highlighted about how we should not disturbed the flow of events. Things that were meant to happen HAS to happen.
All in all, it was a nice show. Not as scary as we've thought. Only at some points. A sudden scare but not a lasting one....Catch it if you can
Painful fingers
when i read this nickname on his msn, a thought flashed over me. To me, being someone who is learning guitar, i have this feeling that he is learning it. So i ask, "Why painful?"
and bingo, i guessed it....
I think im fortunate that someone is learning guitar for me, but i wonder how long one can last.
Though i do not know or wouldnt want to think of what it will lead to, i hope he enjoys it as much as i do. The fun of singing and playing the song together....
and bingo, i guessed it....
I think im fortunate that someone is learning guitar for me, but i wonder how long one can last.
Though i do not know or wouldnt want to think of what it will lead to, i hope he enjoys it as much as i do. The fun of singing and playing the song together....
Shelby's last day of work
Today's is her last day of work. Having been working with her for 5 years, she has proved her leadership and show her concern/humanity to me.
When her last day of work/resignation was announced, lots of eyes were raised. Lots of questions from the colleagues. She has afterall, been in the company for 7+ years.
It is a fortune to know her, personally and as a colleague.
I knew the reasons she chose to leave, i acknowledge them and support her decision. It is afterall, never a good thing to remain stagnant in a company, be angry about the things that are happening and are not happening. There are a lot of things in life that we have no control and yet we do.
If we can't change ourselves to suit the environment, change the environment.
One just need courage and a clear mind to do that.
Bye woman....see you around....and fly higher in your next endeavour
When her last day of work/resignation was announced, lots of eyes were raised. Lots of questions from the colleagues. She has afterall, been in the company for 7+ years.
It is a fortune to know her, personally and as a colleague.
I knew the reasons she chose to leave, i acknowledge them and support her decision. It is afterall, never a good thing to remain stagnant in a company, be angry about the things that are happening and are not happening. There are a lot of things in life that we have no control and yet we do.
If we can't change ourselves to suit the environment, change the environment.
One just need courage and a clear mind to do that.
Bye woman....see you around....and fly higher in your next endeavour
Monday, November 10, 2008
Monchichi!
Saturday, November 01, 2008
Nice cheesecake
Have always heard of how Hilton's Hotel's Cheesecake is famous....had a chance to buy a slice of Hibiscus Cheesecake from their Checkers Deli....its Sedap, Yummy...
It is rich yet not 'sick' of it...
Do try it if you are a cheesecake lover....
It cost about SGD7.90 per slice for takeaway
It is rich yet not 'sick' of it...
Do try it if you are a cheesecake lover....
It cost about SGD7.90 per slice for takeaway
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