Sun Yanzi Rocks Indoor Stadium!!!

The money is all worth it!!!

I had bought my seat later than my darling SF and SH, hence, I was a row in front and I thought that we would missed a lot of fun together.

But hey, some person sitting beside them did not come, and I was able to join them!!! Hooray for the person! Thank you ah!

Back to the concert, it was AWESOME!!! The overall show effect was superb, the dance was great, the hologram was unique, the outfits were so cool, and her singing was perfect! I enjoyed so much that when it came to the climax, we just stood up and started waving the lightstick. I didn't even care if my flabby arms were flabbing the whole night. Too bad for the person behind who had to see my flabbing arms lah! The three of us were so engrossed that we danced to the tune, sing to the song and encore with the crowds. Oh, I feel young again!

The whole stadium sang birthday song for her too! Damn shiok lah!

I saw Yanzi's Mum and Dad, she is an exact replica of her mother! I also saw 881's Little Papaya, so skinny and fair!!! Saw Cruz Teng when we were outside queueing, and again when we were seated. He walked past us in the front and I must say, he looked gansterish with the jacket and the hair. LOL. Oh, Zhou Chong Qing was walking right behind us when we left the stadium, and I snagged the chance to take a picture with him. Heh. I like his shows, both radio and tv. I had to use the poster to nudge him on his shoulders to get the attention, was a little rude but he couldn't hear me callng me mah. SF took the picture for us, and then I couldn't help it but tell them his Steak Joke again. Ha ha ha.

Let the pictures do the talking!
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Blog Block

I have a lot of thoughts when I'm in the office, but they all disappeared when I am in front of my laptop.

Finally, after 2 months, I have something constructive to do, but because free for 2 months, I can't really start the brain-gine, and because I wasted 2 months, I have zero idea what I should do.

Panick is my first name. Went to zap the ADA bible, hopefully I can help do some stuffs.

I realized I can't direct people and I need to be directed, shit, where's my leadership skill and initiative? My mind was just filled with question marks during discussion. Alamak.

2 Aries in this project, hopefully their charging nature can help us charge all the way. Chiong ah!

Scorpios scored again for being brainy, they really take in info like a sponge.

We got a Virgo, not exactly a perfect perfectionist, but I believe she has a never-say-die attitude.

I trust the Libras to ensure fair share of work among us. Ha ha.

Aquarius, which is me, shall be responsible for entertaining them. I'm quite a target board for jokes.

One certain zodiac totally reminds me of Roomie, die die must win arguments, so I zipped my mouth.

Deep down, I'm actually panicking. Yes I like doing nothing, but then it irks me and hate myself when I have no contribution to things need to be done. Seeing everyone has something to contribute but me, seriously, I don't envy myself.

Someway somehow, I learn not to take in seriously what people said, especially comfort words and compliments. Comfort words like "Good what, relax ah!" is adding poison to my heart. Compliments are like satay sticks dipped in chocolate, looked like innocent Pocky sticks until you eat and kill yourself.

I am slowly losing my trusting nature. I always think twice when people say this and that. I even consider whether they were just patronizing me or not. Maybe Jia is right, I think too much over nonsensical things le. But then, skeptisim is good someway somehow.

Haiz, real world sucks!

I'm singing in the rain...

I hated the rain last week because I chopped off my hair for the period of hot weather and it started to rain everyday since.

But today, exception. I love the rain.

Because, if the rain hadn't got heavier at the point when we wanted to return to office after lunch, I would not have met mr. hobbes!

Damn it, I saw him from from the corner from my eye when he got off the taxi and the butterflies started making entrance in my stomach.

How many months have it been since I last spoke to him/blog about him?

Ho ho ho.

Passed! Failed!

Yeap, I passed my BTT last friday! Hooray! A step nearer to driving a car!

But I failed terribly on the eyesight test! Ha!~

To legally drive a car, one need to have good vision with spectacles. So I straight away went to apply for driving lessons once I passed my BTT, and at the counter itself, we could do an eye test done by the counter staff. I had to look into this machine and said out the words she dictated which row.

So, there was this particular with miniscule fonts, so she asked me to read out the word below the 7.

The tiny font looked a bit fuzzy to me, but I still could make out that it is a "R", so I said "R".

"Read the character below 7", the lady repeated.

"R!"

*repeat the last 2 sentences 3 times yourself.*

Apparently, I must have pissed the lady pretty much coz she adjustedthe machine, which then knocked into my head and caused uber pain, and then she shoved a piece of card to me. The card was right on the table from the start and I couldn't see it.

It says, "Read the symbols this way: 'E' facing up, down, left or right".

Oh, I made a mistake. Upon scrutiny, the character was "E facing up", not "R".

I think I will be the stereotypical female driver who can't check the blind spots.

我做了件傻事

同事E看到我，就说："好可爱哟！你剪娃娃头!" - 唉，因为剪了刘海才像娃娃头， 加我的娃娃脸， 能不娃娃吗？

同事K看到我，就说："你受了什么刺激？！？头发剪这么短！" - 真想说是想不开

同事ER看到我，就说："你这个发型很适合你！你年轻很多！" - 我也没很老啊!

新发型，有赞有弹， 有褒有贬。

18 岁也曾剪过这样的发型，当时觉得还好，只有一个朋友说太想小丸子，不好看。
再剪这个发型，觉得有点不好看了，因为十足孩子脸。
现在工作了不适合这样可爱的造型，我 也没法carry the style like a chic chick.
老板今天看到我，有种想笑but不敢笑的sei.
无所谓啦，3个月后， 又是性感宝贝一个！
头发， 真的很重要。
细致的长发，很有sex appeal!
我的长发没了，顿时觉得好像downgrade to a little girl.
咳，我的头发再也不要短过肩了！

5 inches 的痛！！！

Tolerance to stupidity

Equation of my tolerance, T, with respect to my intellectual at different age, A and other people's intellectual, P is:

T = P/A

If P=A, then T=1 where it is at the norm level: We tolerate each other.
If P>A, then T>1 where it is beyond norm level: P can tolerate me.
If P<1 where it is below norm level: I cannot tolerate P.

I got so pissed with those boys in my Jap class. The 3 of them were talking loudly. So whatever they chat could be heard by all of us and drown our voices, especially when we were practicing the sentences on the white board. I was so pek chek that I turned around and told the boy nearest to me that they were very distracting.

That shut them up, although not for long, but at least they whispered after that.

I'm also getting balls as I get older. Openly display my displeasure to people I buay so.

Pony Comes, Money Go

Just received my second paycheck sometime last week. Kept reminding myself: do not spend unnecessarily.

After a week of endurance, I bought an i-nouvi makeup brush set after I saw it online. -_-|||

It's expensive de lor, but quality so much better than my the-body-shop set. The brush very soft you know! It's pony hair!

Gonna name the brushes like they are my pet ponies.

Taxi Uncles

Most of the taxi-uncles I met are always chatty and witty, if the journey is long enough, sometimes I also know what occupation they were before they started taxi-ferry.

This uncle I met today was once a Chinese orchestra instructor leh, no wonder the Chinese words he used all so cheem one. Like all taxi uncles, he gave me some word of advice.

Don't Marry, unless one is truly very well prepared.

In his years of driving, he had met so divorcees that he was convinced that the marriage nowadays are not true love, and if there is really true love, why is there divorce? He had 2 daughters himself, which is why there's this fear in him that no point marrying if the love is conditional.

The only unconditional love is parents' love.

Well, he's not the first one to tell me not to marry. And I think I'm kinda brainwashed also.