I hate it when my mum's yell.. having moved out of the house I thougth the frequency of that happening will be few and little. So wrong... the mum called up at 11.45pm yesterday and before I can say anything she was there yelling out her lungs about my dog trying to destroy the home and turning the whole place into a kennel.

I hate it when she does that.. why cant she freaking behave like some of my friends mum? Why does she have to rue and rant so much and is about the dough half the time? I suspect she was pissed that I didnt went home yesterday that's the reason for yelling. Wanted to bring my dog to my house but we both are out of the house so much and spend sleeping hours at home only. Poor mutt will be so bored! At least at my mum's she be in till afternoon and I be home abt 6 hours after that. If I was to leave him at home he be alone for almost the whole day cept for bed time.

The precarious of having a dog and having no one at home and esp when he is so old now.. I cant help it but feel so sorry for him. Why cannot my mum get it out of her system and have to blare at my puppy so much. Why does she have to be so neurotic!

Duh..

I am officially shipping myself over for a resort break in 150 minutes! Although I never bother to travel out of country for frivilous 3-4 days becuase I find it's too much effort and not worth the money I paid for the air ticket, I somehow was dragged to go along.

Never mind the tsunami at Java seems so far but sounds so near I am psych that everything is in control although I certainly wont know if it will strike or otherwise. IF it does, I have the insurance and if I am that lucky, we still have the free evacuation and insurance that covered our ass.. I also read that if we get kidnapped *think sipidan* we can claim up to $50 per day for 100 days while we are being detain. Aint that such a nice fact?!?!


Ok I should be clearing my work... duh.. I thought I share the fact sheet since I just browse through it just now.

Incoherent thoughts :-
+ I like Jack Black
+ I want to watch Nachos Libre (or whatever-shit-that-mexician-spelling-is)
+ I adore the sushi lunch I had
+ I am satisfied because I got mochi *yums*
+ My contacts lens sucks
+ I am looking forward to snorkeling tomorrow
+ I am worried where I will be sleeping tonight
+ I wonder if they can credit miles into my kris flyer later...

Okay people ... endure the work day tomorrow while I laze by the sea... Gloat*

So the boss didnt sack me yet so I reckon he didnt see the resume that was left on the copier. As such life continues in this freak place.. *roll eyes* on another hand I seriously need to get a new job. I am just so darn it lazy that I pisses myself off!! arrgghh...

I watched Nigella work the kitchen a couple of weekends ago while larking at my mummy dearest. I love the way she and jamie and anthony and kylie and whoever is on telly wielding the spatula like they were born with the thing attached to their hand. Although I think to put woicester sauce in bloody mary is a bit too much for us asian to stomach. I dont even think I like bloody mary in the first place..

carrying on..

so inspired I was from watching nigella whipped up food in 5 seconds that I cooked something for lunch on Saturday for the husband and me. alright I cheated.. I didnt exactly cooked as in frying and cajoling the vegetable to work with the pan and not go yellow. I boiled a pot of 'Kiam Chye duck soup' to the other it is simply known as salted vegetable with duck soup. So it was easy while I slater the duck with salt and boiled it away, cut the tomatoes, smash the ginger , take out the preserved plums and pepper and soak the salted vegetables. When the duck was ready I took out my pot put water in it and throw in all the ingredient and sat like a sitting duck (I know.. corny!). Simmer it for 1.5 hours and wa la... we have the soup ready to go with yummy rice! Our very first meal cook in our economical size kitchen. Nice..... The husband say it was very good. I reckon so actually ... haa ha.. Even an idiot wont go wrong with soup!!!

Now the only problem is that I am left with another half of the duck.. so how now yellow duck? I got to suss some receipe that calls out for duck. Wish me luck... only thing is I am going to Phuket this Thursday so my (probable disaster) adventure will have to wait. Having said that I am dying to start baking leh!! Lazy lazy...

Next time I will take a picture of the food... give this wordy blog a spark I reckon.

Industrious wannabe blogger

Bad bad day....

So I trust someone to help me print out my resume in the office and guess where she left it... on our copier which everyone in the blardy office have access to!!!

What the *()#$%^! I am so dead..

Arrgghhh

Life's a lot more complicated like that! *fume*

I hate sales... I especially hate it when something I bought 2 weeks ago is selling at least $25 dollars cheaper *darn tunic at mango* and some slashing up to $35 per piece*darns the stupid 2 dress which I got at Zara* super freaking assy singapore sales!!!!

Although I like the fact I got this amazing book from borders at 25% off it price.. also the new watch and belt I got from fossil yesterday at 60% off!!! Thanks to my frd for the 60% off!!!! So the loss I made during my purchase is at least reduce! I want to go back to borders somemore today because I realize I wanted to get more books but the laze is getting into me. I hope they have something on offer next week again. I really want to get my hand on Anthony Bourdain 'Kitchen Confidential'... that will be for my next trip to borders.. and only if they are selling at 25%. I've been spending way too much and my attempt to keep blaming on the wedding and setting up the new house is becoming to sounds 'fizzless' like coke left out for 1 hour after a sip.

I'm at my mum lazing reading the papers which I realize I have not got the opportunity when I am at my own pad. I love it when mom cooks and I get to just vegetate in front of the television/papers/computer and when she done with a concoction she served it right to my face within me needing to lift my finger *which had turn slightly chubby from mine not doing anything in the last 2 days* As such... this leave me time to blog... and a good excuse to work those fingers as well *as if...*

I was out yesterday meeting up with friends and doing ad hoc shopping while walking ard suntec to locate them and getting that zara voucher from this seller from the net. Shave another $10 from my next purchase at my favourite shop at the moment. Total yayness!!!!! Anyhow I digress... So we did the dinner watch a movie and go to some place to watch the footsie works by the worldbest at some dingy pub which I had not frequent since I left poly a good 6 coming to 7 years ago. You know the kinda where ppl sing to MTVs on TV from their cubicle size like table. Never mind the singing which would have sounds like it came out from the abatoirs. I realized I have become to such a snob at these kinda offering. I remembered I like to just gather with my poly mates at such places and although I dont participate in singing or any bar affilated activity except for the drinking bit I enjoyed myself always. So while I sneered on the smoke and wish I was at Bala or Wala whichever works, I took a minute to reflect when the game was on halftime. Have I grown too prissy for the place or was it my lack of assoication with people who like to frequent such place. Not that they were any class lower than me because I belonged to that level if you asked me. Towards the end of the night... I realized it wasnt such a bad place and enjoyed myself.

Although the car and my hair now carried a mild pong of pour homme ciggie smoke I'm glad I found a certain grounding I had in the past. We may have chrysalise over the years to found our likes and preferences but I remembered the good old times where we all begin from the fundamental. Not just on entertainment but our friends as well..we may have turned off and grown apart from ppl whom we used to like, love and hang out a lot in the past. However if only we can go pry open that locket of memory that had brought all of us together in the first place.. siggh....

The world just insist on revolving so fast that we get altitude sickness and lost directions... darn it!

reflective me