Flutes of champagne
Bubbles floating
On the final minute of
Yours truly's birthday
Toast your champagne
To the final swansong
Of sheercrazyme
Good riddance.
~ yours truly
Monday, August 13, 2007
Thursday, August 02, 2007
Wizard Test
My Inner Hero - Wizard!
There are many types of magic, but all require a sharp mind and a cool head. There is no puzzle I can't solve, no problem I can't think my way out of. When you feel confused or uncertain, you can always rely on me to untangle the knots and put everything back in order for you.
How about you? Click here to find your own inner hero.
There are many types of magic, but all require a sharp mind and a cool head. There is no puzzle I can't solve, no problem I can't think my way out of. When you feel confused or uncertain, you can always rely on me to untangle the knots and put everything back in order for you.
How about you? Click here to find your own inner hero.
Sunday, July 22, 2007
Taking for Granted
Should I reflect?
Is it my fault?
Am I doing too much?
So much
So naturally
That you no longer notice
That you take me for granted
Perhaps I should reflect
Perhaps it is my fault
Perhaps I am doing too much
So much
So naturally
That you just accept as your right
That you forget that it is not so
I think I know
It is my fault
I am doing too much
So much of what I do
So very naturally
Is just being taken
For granted
You take me for granted
Am I being too nice
Am I being too amendable
Just because I am capable
Does not mean
You can take me for granted
Remember that
Just because I do
Everything
So much
So naturally
It is not your right to expect
It is not your right to take for granted
I owe you nothing
Just because I can
Just because I am capable
Just because I am me
It does not mean
You can take me for granted
You have no right
To take me for granted
Bear in mind
That I do what I do because
I can
Because I want to
But
Bear in mind
That I can
Stop
If I want to
And I will
If you carry on
To take me for granted
Because
Really
You have no right
To take me for granted.
:::
Just because yours truly is quite able to cope and can do organising without much effort, that does not give anyone the right to take moi for granted, and worse, yours truly takes even more offence when anyone takes MY clique for granted.
Yours truly might be slow to anger and have moderate temperament and discipline enough not to throw a tantrum or take out my anger on anyone, it doesn't follow that yours truly doesn't get pissed.
In my professional capacity, trust me, moi doesn't allow anyone to take me for granted or not know when I am doing someone a favor. But for my friends, especially for a member of my clique, I let them have it easy, in fact, I would try to make things easier for them. But hey, that doesn't give anyone the right to take moi or other members of my clique for granted. Certainly not when imposing on us.
I hate the sense of being an afterthought. Also, I don't know how the rest of my clique feels, but I feel that some of them are more my friends than the someone's so I feel doubly bad that my friends are being imposed upon yet treated like an afterthought, such shabbly treatment.
How dare you take us, take me for granted. Or we so unimportant or am I such an unimportant wedding coordinator that you take for granted that even if we or I were not around, the wedding would have gone on without a hitch? *arched brows*
What is it about our friends that makes one less ruthless and less harsh than in my professional capacity?
Or is it just me?
Perhaps I should just exercise my ability to say NO and be the bitch to my friends more often?
Someone tells me I should be more obvious with my friends (or even take it out on all and sundry) when I am pissed.
But yours truly have a highly developed sense of propriety. In other words, I don't take out my *emotions on uninvolved beings.
But maybe I should. At the very least, on the person who takes my efforts for granted and is unappreciative?
Yes. Moi is pissed. More so now than, cos instead of being able to rant and tell that someone off, yours truly ended up consoling her. *roll eyes*
Friends. Why me?
Sheer in a fit
Is it my fault?
Am I doing too much?
So much
So naturally
That you no longer notice
That you take me for granted
Perhaps I should reflect
Perhaps it is my fault
Perhaps I am doing too much
So much
So naturally
That you just accept as your right
That you forget that it is not so
I think I know
It is my fault
I am doing too much
So much of what I do
So very naturally
Is just being taken
For granted
You take me for granted
Am I being too nice
Am I being too amendable
Just because I am capable
Does not mean
You can take me for granted
Remember that
Just because I do
Everything
So much
So naturally
It is not your right to expect
It is not your right to take for granted
I owe you nothing
Just because I can
Just because I am capable
Just because I am me
It does not mean
You can take me for granted
You have no right
To take me for granted
Bear in mind
That I do what I do because
I can
Because I want to
But
Bear in mind
That I can
Stop
If I want to
And I will
If you carry on
To take me for granted
Because
Really
You have no right
To take me for granted.
:::
Just because yours truly is quite able to cope and can do organising without much effort, that does not give anyone the right to take moi for granted, and worse, yours truly takes even more offence when anyone takes MY clique for granted.
Yours truly might be slow to anger and have moderate temperament and discipline enough not to throw a tantrum or take out my anger on anyone, it doesn't follow that yours truly doesn't get pissed.
In my professional capacity, trust me, moi doesn't allow anyone to take me for granted or not know when I am doing someone a favor. But for my friends, especially for a member of my clique, I let them have it easy, in fact, I would try to make things easier for them. But hey, that doesn't give anyone the right to take moi or other members of my clique for granted. Certainly not when imposing on us.
I hate the sense of being an afterthought. Also, I don't know how the rest of my clique feels, but I feel that some of them are more my friends than the someone's so I feel doubly bad that my friends are being imposed upon yet treated like an afterthought, such shabbly treatment.
How dare you take us, take me for granted. Or we so unimportant or am I such an unimportant wedding coordinator that you take for granted that even if we or I were not around, the wedding would have gone on without a hitch? *arched brows*
What is it about our friends that makes one less ruthless and less harsh than in my professional capacity?
Or is it just me?
Perhaps I should just exercise my ability to say NO and be the bitch to my friends more often?
Someone tells me I should be more obvious with my friends (or even take it out on all and sundry) when I am pissed.
But yours truly have a highly developed sense of propriety. In other words, I don't take out my *emotions on uninvolved beings.
But maybe I should. At the very least, on the person who takes my efforts for granted and is unappreciative?
Yes. Moi is pissed. More so now than, cos instead of being able to rant and tell that someone off, yours truly ended up consoling her. *roll eyes*
Friends. Why me?
Sheer in a fit
Sunday, July 15, 2007
Wedding-Coordinator-to-be
“Friends are meant to be imposed upon”
~ Sheer
Yours truly is wondering whether moi is able to cope with 3 office events I am running next week and still be the overall wedding coordinator for a wedding that (a) I haven't been involved in at all in the planning, so have no idea on the logistics and what is happening, (b) have not even seen the venue at all, (c) have a workshop that I am running on the same day, so can only be at the wedding location later since I can only be on half day and (d) have a council meeting that I am running immediately on the Monday after the wedding day...and its not even my wedding. *dryly*
Such faith the bride has. *Witchy actually imagine that she can sack her wedding planner and *impose on moi to be her overall coordinator on a 1 week notice. *arched brow. More importantly, moi's friends have offered to be moi's hands and stay by ready for job delegation. No one considered that yours truly might not be able to cope?
The reality is, well, probably yours truly can do it….I might have to push my limits a bit to do it, but probably still can.
But the problem is, (a) it is the dream wedding of a member of my exclusive clique, do I want to risk it not running well, (b) it is really short notice! And (c) I want to have fun and relax at the pool wedding and not be working…when one is the organizer for an event, one almost always never have fun. *laconic*
Oh well. No point thinking about it since moi has just received the wedding sequence of events, and guess what, in the contact list, yours truly is already listed (with my contact no to boot!) as the wedding coordinator. Talk about acting fast...maybe *witchy has a different understanding of "let-me-think-about-it"? Or has yours truly just been too *nice lately? *arched brows
~ Sheer being or rather, allowing herself to imposed on
~ Sheer
Yours truly is wondering whether moi is able to cope with 3 office events I am running next week and still be the overall wedding coordinator for a wedding that (a) I haven't been involved in at all in the planning, so have no idea on the logistics and what is happening, (b) have not even seen the venue at all, (c) have a workshop that I am running on the same day, so can only be at the wedding location later since I can only be on half day and (d) have a council meeting that I am running immediately on the Monday after the wedding day...and its not even my wedding. *dryly*
Such faith the bride has. *Witchy actually imagine that she can sack her wedding planner and *impose on moi to be her overall coordinator on a 1 week notice. *arched brow. More importantly, moi's friends have offered to be moi's hands and stay by ready for job delegation. No one considered that yours truly might not be able to cope?
The reality is, well, probably yours truly can do it….I might have to push my limits a bit to do it, but probably still can.
But the problem is, (a) it is the dream wedding of a member of my exclusive clique, do I want to risk it not running well, (b) it is really short notice! And (c) I want to have fun and relax at the pool wedding and not be working…when one is the organizer for an event, one almost always never have fun. *laconic*
Oh well. No point thinking about it since moi has just received the wedding sequence of events, and guess what, in the contact list, yours truly is already listed (with my contact no to boot!) as the wedding coordinator. Talk about acting fast...maybe *witchy has a different understanding of "let-me-think-about-it"? Or has yours truly just been too *nice lately? *arched brows
~ Sheer being or rather, allowing herself to imposed on
Saturday, July 07, 2007
China trip
- Conference & Meeting rooms
- Hotel's cafe & restaurant
- Massage Spa next door
- 1 basement shopping centre
- 1 bookstore
- Seaview of South China Sea (why is the water always muddy?) from my hotel
:::
Above is the list of what yours truly has seen in her short jaunt to China, Zhuhai for a short trip. In other words, it was an exhausting few days. However, it was a trip with many *interesting personalities to observe. Some good, some bad, some weird....I guess the main takeaway is that yours truly now recognise all the bigwigs in moi's organisation and likely they recognise me as well. Oh, that and yours truly managed to practise the art of bargaining, which I only seriously do once in a blue moon to keep in practise.
In terms of content, it was quite an intensive 4 days of workshop. Am now looking forward to how what was discuss is cascading downwards in our organisation and ideas are concretised.
The down side is, yours truly has skipped 4 creative writing classes due to the China trip and jet lag (and oversleeping today!).
In any case, there's a colleague's bday party to attend this evening...hmm....am trying to recall why I am going...oh yah, and how did I managed to get *coerced into joining said colleague's jazz class.....as in she is teaching....hmm....?
PS: Work is going well, am quite busy but its been fun...but yours truly feels a bit bored. I wonder why? Maybe my brain needs R&R. *grin*
Sheer
(The one and only photo on the only SUNNY day - whoever said Zhuhai was hot was *deluded - yours truly took from my hotel room overlooking the pool & South China Sea with my hp since yours truly didn't bring a camera)
Sunday, June 24, 2007
Update on my LIFE
"blend with the sheep; hunt with the wolves"
~ from "The Rules of Work"
Am taking a break from work, so here's a quick random update (not in any specific choronological order) on yours truly's life in brief for the *few weirdos who actually reads my blog and had the audacity 2 complain that yours truly isn't blogging regularly enough (of cos I am not! I have a life...where's yours?)
1. Went for a 3 days PURE SHOPPING trip in Bangkok....and only visited ONE shopping mall....scary huh. Don't even think about the amount of stuff that moi has bought or more to the point, the amount of MONEY spent. As an aside, moi's clothes has OUTGROWN moi's wardrobe, so I now need to get a new one. *grimace
2. Yours truly is totally and absolutely swamped with work (but what's new about that?); and moi will be leaving for China on 28 June for a short office trip, but will be contactable via msn since yours truly decided to lug my trusty laptop along with me. heavy...anyone wants to act as my porter?
3. Went to a gay bar last Friday (boring...), the only *interesting thing that happened was that moi met an ex-MALE colleague at the bar who either *really didn't see me or *pretended not to see me...and btw, the PERSON who wanted to go to the gay bar didn't turn up. I might not always show it (in fact, usually I dun...) but I am actually quite *pissed with him. Oh well. Shrug. Not impt person enough to give him a piece of my mind....*acting the bitch is reserved for selected people for very selective reasons.
4. Went to a BBQ bday party, food was a tad salty but quite okay, nice potato and WAY too much drinks; the atmosphere could be *better I guess. But no real complains, at least there were a great sea breeze and 2 guys in charge of cooking everything and serving us...
5. My grandmother has returned home from *rehab and moi is arranging for her home therapy.
6. Have another bday party to attend next month...again, lotsa strangers...hmm...maybe I should reflect on why lately yours truly seems unable to remain anti-social although of course, yours truly always have the option of going to a party and being anti-social.
7. Planning a bday party....or more to the point, have delegated the planning to____ and _____. Thanks! (not that I gave you 2 your any choice...but hey, I should at least be polite abt it...)
8. Went to pick wedding gowns with *Ms Nice and seriously, it took a WHOPPING 6 hours! OMG. Tell me again why people get hitched?
9. If you even managed to read to this point....I'm impressed at your nosiness....anything else you wana know....you would have to ask me...although yours truly can't fathom wat else anyone wld wanna know...
~ sheer
~ from "The Rules of Work"
:::
Am taking a break from work, so here's a quick random update (not in any specific choronological order) on yours truly's life in brief for the *few weirdos who actually reads my blog and had the audacity 2 complain that yours truly isn't blogging regularly enough (of cos I am not! I have a life...where's yours?)
1. Went for a 3 days PURE SHOPPING trip in Bangkok....and only visited ONE shopping mall....scary huh. Don't even think about the amount of stuff that moi has bought or more to the point, the amount of MONEY spent. As an aside, moi's clothes has OUTGROWN moi's wardrobe, so I now need to get a new one. *grimace
2. Yours truly is totally and absolutely swamped with work (but what's new about that?); and moi will be leaving for China on 28 June for a short office trip, but will be contactable via msn since yours truly decided to lug my trusty laptop along with me. heavy...anyone wants to act as my porter?
3. Went to a gay bar last Friday (boring...), the only *interesting thing that happened was that moi met an ex-MALE colleague at the bar who either *really didn't see me or *pretended not to see me...and btw, the PERSON who wanted to go to the gay bar didn't turn up. I might not always show it (in fact, usually I dun...) but I am actually quite *pissed with him. Oh well. Shrug. Not impt person enough to give him a piece of my mind....*acting the bitch is reserved for selected people for very selective reasons.
4. Went to a BBQ bday party, food was a tad salty but quite okay, nice potato and WAY too much drinks; the atmosphere could be *better I guess. But no real complains, at least there were a great sea breeze and 2 guys in charge of cooking everything and serving us...
5. My grandmother has returned home from *rehab and moi is arranging for her home therapy.
6. Have another bday party to attend next month...again, lotsa strangers...hmm...maybe I should reflect on why lately yours truly seems unable to remain anti-social although of course, yours truly always have the option of going to a party and being anti-social.
7. Planning a bday party....or more to the point, have delegated the planning to____ and _____. Thanks! (not that I gave you 2 your any choice...but hey, I should at least be polite abt it...)
8. Went to pick wedding gowns with *Ms Nice and seriously, it took a WHOPPING 6 hours! OMG. Tell me again why people get hitched?
9. If you even managed to read to this point....I'm impressed at your nosiness....anything else you wana know....you would have to ask me...although yours truly can't fathom wat else anyone wld wanna know...
~ sheer
Tuesday, June 19, 2007
Idiotic Aunt!
"May I shoot my AUNT?"
Yours truly is angry, or more to the point, I am feeling *bitchy. Right now, yours truly can shoot someone in particular.
Someone has caused yours truly's mom a great deal of unnecessary pain and anger. And for that, yours truly is *determined to get back at her, relative or not. What right has my eldest aunt -who barely visits my grandma even while granny is is staying with us and only been to the rehab centre twice to see her - to criticise my mom, who goes to visit my grandma, 3 times a day, 7 days a week! What right has she to talk big and show no action. What right has she to say things that are untrue, ridiculous and a complete load of *bullshit, causing yours truly's mom to get angry to boiling point. Imagine my strong *mom with angry and upset tears. Bear in mind that yours truly's mom has high blood! Imagine me seeing my MOM in such a STATE.
In any case, if you are wondering how angry I am at the moment, to be honest, in terms of emotions, I am very calm and rational. But mentally, I am *plotting how to tell my aunt off when I next see her. If she dares to talk big in front of me and dare to *criticise my mom, trust me, you won't want to see how *bitchy moi can be.
Granted, yours truly is usually very moderate and rational, but do not imagine that yours truly is so *calm that I will allow anyone to *step on my mom. No way in hell.
So Auntie better be prepared. If I see her and if she dare say something against my mom, she damn well be prepared to face ME.
And in case you are wondering, when I get *bitchy, I can be really really bad. And when I get *bitchy on behalf of my mom....
Someone better run for cover. Because trust me, I believe in getting even..if not for myself, definitely always for my parents.
Yours truly is angry, or more to the point, I am feeling *bitchy. Right now, yours truly can shoot someone in particular.
Someone has caused yours truly's mom a great deal of unnecessary pain and anger. And for that, yours truly is *determined to get back at her, relative or not. What right has my eldest aunt -who barely visits my grandma even while granny is is staying with us and only been to the rehab centre twice to see her - to criticise my mom, who goes to visit my grandma, 3 times a day, 7 days a week! What right has she to talk big and show no action. What right has she to say things that are untrue, ridiculous and a complete load of *bullshit, causing yours truly's mom to get angry to boiling point. Imagine my strong *mom with angry and upset tears. Bear in mind that yours truly's mom has high blood! Imagine me seeing my MOM in such a STATE.
In any case, if you are wondering how angry I am at the moment, to be honest, in terms of emotions, I am very calm and rational. But mentally, I am *plotting how to tell my aunt off when I next see her. If she dares to talk big in front of me and dare to *criticise my mom, trust me, you won't want to see how *bitchy moi can be.
Granted, yours truly is usually very moderate and rational, but do not imagine that yours truly is so *calm that I will allow anyone to *step on my mom. No way in hell.
So Auntie better be prepared. If I see her and if she dare say something against my mom, she damn well be prepared to face ME.
And in case you are wondering, when I get *bitchy, I can be really really bad. And when I get *bitchy on behalf of my mom....
Someone better run for cover. Because trust me, I believe in getting even..if not for myself, definitely always for my parents.
Friday, June 08, 2007
10s Poetry
If you can
If you can make that extra effort
And do that extra deed
At the perfect moment
When I am in the most
Need
If you can read my mood
To the dot
And able to comprehend
What I mean
And what I
Need
If you get grasp
Exactly when I need romance
And when I need logic
When I need rest
And when I need concern
Then we can date
Because how can I
Resist such a
You?
~ Yours truly
If you can make that extra effort
And do that extra deed
At the perfect moment
When I am in the most
Need
If you can read my mood
To the dot
And able to comprehend
What I mean
And what I
Need
If you get grasp
Exactly when I need romance
And when I need logic
When I need rest
And when I need concern
Then we can date
Because how can I
Resist such a
You?
~ Yours truly
Sunday, May 27, 2007
UDON
Yours truly watched a rather entertaining, comical yet rather cheesy film today at The Cathy. Udon, a Japanese film about a loser Kosuke, son of a small town udon shop owner trying and failing to find fame and fortune in the Big Apple, returns home. Back home, he meets *lost and clumsy writer-wannabe, Kyoko. Kosuke rediscover udon and the value behind it.
Sounds like a rather trite plot on the value of small town and *old traditions, but it was surprisingly entertaining. While it was corny in some aspects (like when Kosuke’s father passed away and his ghost appears…) but essentially, it is about family (as expected) and taking over one's parents' heritage.
Kosuke was not on good terms with his father, a stern and humorless man. As a rebellious act, Kosuke wanted to be a comedian with the *lofty goal of making the world laugh (which obviously, he sucked at…really badly at that too…) At the end of the film, he learnt that joy and laughter can be shared very easily, through a simple bowl of udon (or really, any good food but since this is about Udon….shrug). People will enjoy brief spurts of happiness when they get to eat good food. At least I do. Utter bliss in that short momentary moment. Would that true happiness was that easy to find. *deadpan*
The film was about rediscovering home and one's soul food. Most importantly, it was about the importance of following one's dreams without neglecting one's home and roots.
And of course, about finding one's soul food. (Although, yours truly really can't think of mine….but then again, maybe soul food is rather just a metaphor for what is essential to you and something/someone you cannot live without?)
Another theme yours truly rather like was the *bittersweet idea of when one creates something new, one could also be destroying something old at the same time. Booms are created, and crazes over a certain product may create short term fads, but these fads fade very quickly and the towns and people who are part of the production of the product are left worst off. So it hints at the dark underside of hype and the harms of marketing and creation of fads that does not last yet bring lasting damage to some.
Quite a thematic film without being preachy (which moi appreciated). It was a good balance between humor yet providing food for thoughts.
All in all, well worth the price of a cinema ticket and braving the traffic to Orchard on a Saturday night.
I like.
Sheer
PS: Unlike several reviewers, who had commented that they had a strong urge to eat Udon after the film, yours truly was not one of them. After watching various types of Udon for 2 hours, yours truly felt rather full and did not want to look at another bowl of Udon for at least the rest of the week…seriously!
Saturday, May 26, 2007
My Friend's ROM
Eskimo Love Song
You are my husband, you are my wife
My feet shall run because of you
My feet dance because of you
My heart shall beat because of you
My eyes see because of you
My mind thinks because of you
And I shall love, because of you.
:::
Today marks the day my closest friend from Secondary School’s ROM day. Amazing. One of my clique is MARRIED. Of cos, *nice has been an old married couple for ages, but this time, it is FOR REAL. She's married. OMG.
The day started with *nice coming over to yours truly's abode to let yours truly figure out how to do ribbons for her shoes. Did I mentioned that *peaceful and *nice just volunteered moi to tie ribbons for *nice’s ROM shoes without consulting moi? And moi has never even seen the shoes until today? Such faith in yours truly. *deadpan*
In any case, yours truly managed the ribbons. Of course, I did. She is my closest sec sch fren after all.
Typically for a wedding, the bride has tons to do. We were at the studio at half past 2 in the afternoon for *nice's fitting, make up and hairdo, 3.5hrs before the ROM. The groom just turned up less than an hour before the ROM to do his hair and change. *rueful look*
Yours truly wasn't impressed with the makeup, the eye make up could have been better than, but as *doormat says, how can *nice look bad? So obviously, she looks great. But could have been much better. Make up should brighten her face. It wasn't good enough....
Her gown was rather whimsical, but again, another could have better and more flattering. Probably I’m just being picky. Rest assured that when she picks out her gowns for official wedding dinner, *peace and moi will be there!
But all in all, it was a pleasant ceremony. *Nice and her K is a very nice and sincere couple. They are genuinely happy to be married. What does it matter about all other logistics? There was even moments of humor and laughter during the ceremony caused by the solemnizer’s strange and rehearsed English (don't get me wrong, she took her role very serious and was very genuine), but her English pronunciation was….for lack of better phrase, not fluent.
The kiss given by K to *Nice was too quick. I protested with “so quick”. And the solemnizer then said "very good, *Mr Ong. Now do a longer one for the camera this time." *laugh*
Wow. My friend is married!
In any case, yours truly (though I hate mushy sentiments) wishes them all the best. If anyone deserves happiness, *Nice certainly does. There isn't a nicer person anywhere or a more genuine friend. And for your evilness to say so, it must be true. *archly*
CONGRATS!
PS: *snappish is down with gastritric flu and *Ms Evil is down with serious flu. Both had to skip the ROM today. There must be a conspiracy somewhere.
You are my husband, you are my wife
My feet shall run because of you
My feet dance because of you
My heart shall beat because of you
My eyes see because of you
My mind thinks because of you
And I shall love, because of you.
:::
Today marks the day my closest friend from Secondary School’s ROM day. Amazing. One of my clique is MARRIED. Of cos, *nice has been an old married couple for ages, but this time, it is FOR REAL. She's married. OMG.
The day started with *nice coming over to yours truly's abode to let yours truly figure out how to do ribbons for her shoes. Did I mentioned that *peaceful and *nice just volunteered moi to tie ribbons for *nice’s ROM shoes without consulting moi? And moi has never even seen the shoes until today? Such faith in yours truly. *deadpan*
In any case, yours truly managed the ribbons. Of course, I did. She is my closest sec sch fren after all.
Typically for a wedding, the bride has tons to do. We were at the studio at half past 2 in the afternoon for *nice's fitting, make up and hairdo, 3.5hrs before the ROM. The groom just turned up less than an hour before the ROM to do his hair and change. *rueful look*
Yours truly wasn't impressed with the makeup, the eye make up could have been better than, but as *doormat says, how can *nice look bad? So obviously, she looks great. But could have been much better. Make up should brighten her face. It wasn't good enough....
Her gown was rather whimsical, but again, another could have better and more flattering. Probably I’m just being picky. Rest assured that when she picks out her gowns for official wedding dinner, *peace and moi will be there!
But all in all, it was a pleasant ceremony. *Nice and her K is a very nice and sincere couple. They are genuinely happy to be married. What does it matter about all other logistics? There was even moments of humor and laughter during the ceremony caused by the solemnizer’s strange and rehearsed English (don't get me wrong, she took her role very serious and was very genuine), but her English pronunciation was….for lack of better phrase, not fluent.
The kiss given by K to *Nice was too quick. I protested with “so quick”. And the solemnizer then said "very good, *Mr Ong. Now do a longer one for the camera this time." *laugh*
Wow. My friend is married!
In any case, yours truly (though I hate mushy sentiments) wishes them all the best. If anyone deserves happiness, *Nice certainly does. There isn't a nicer person anywhere or a more genuine friend. And for your evilness to say so, it must be true. *archly*
CONGRATS!
PS: *snappish is down with gastritric flu and *Ms Evil is down with serious flu. Both had to skip the ROM today. There must be a conspiracy somewhere.
Sunday, May 20, 2007
Hobby
"Every man should have a hobby, provided that his wife doesn't find out about her"
= Cause of death
= Wife
Am not sure where yours truly heard the quotation. In any case, I thought it was funny. But as an aside, most women and some men value fidelity above all, so for evilness' sake, find other hobbies.
Ok. After the totally irrelevant opening, this post is really about why yours truly haven't been blogging lately. Simply put, LAZY. Nothing inspiring to write about, so moi haven't been posting.
Of course, been busy too. With two good frens getting MARRIED this year, going out with friends, working, reading, watching films, working, etc. Yours truly have also set up or more to the point, one of my writing buddy set up a website for moi's usual blog game. The writing word game. So yours truly been having fun writing and reading other scribblers' writings.
Oh yah, yours truly has also got a place in a creative writing course, so yours truly have assignments every week too. *grimace
Moi also have lotsa travelling plans. Am going to BKK again, so look forward to lotsa clothes shopping BECAUSE this time, I'll be going with *candid, *snappish and *peaceful.
Pause to tink of the sheer amount of clothes we will bring back.
Oh dear.
Maybe yours truly shld practise restraining pple first before going...but then again, who am I to spoil their fun...and the amount of money to be spent? *deadpan*
Sheer
= Cause of death
= Wife
Am not sure where yours truly heard the quotation. In any case, I thought it was funny. But as an aside, most women and some men value fidelity above all, so for evilness' sake, find other hobbies.
Ok. After the totally irrelevant opening, this post is really about why yours truly haven't been blogging lately. Simply put, LAZY. Nothing inspiring to write about, so moi haven't been posting.
Of course, been busy too. With two good frens getting MARRIED this year, going out with friends, working, reading, watching films, working, etc. Yours truly have also set up or more to the point, one of my writing buddy set up a website for moi's usual blog game. The writing word game. So yours truly been having fun writing and reading other scribblers' writings.
Oh yah, yours truly has also got a place in a creative writing course, so yours truly have assignments every week too. *grimace
Moi also have lotsa travelling plans. Am going to BKK again, so look forward to lotsa clothes shopping BECAUSE this time, I'll be going with *candid, *snappish and *peaceful.
Pause to tink of the sheer amount of clothes we will bring back.
Oh dear.
Maybe yours truly shld practise restraining pple first before going...but then again, who am I to spoil their fun...and the amount of money to be spent? *deadpan*
Sheer
Monday, April 16, 2007
Clutter
Sorting through memorabilia
Of the clutter over the years
I was surprised
By the frequent fond smiles
Appearing on my face
Looking through all the letters
The cards
The writings
I was surprised at the footsteps
And sound bites of all
Who has passed my life
Cruising through my stuff
Of you
And you
And you
So many yous
So many ties
So many
Through the years
People you once knew
People you thought you knew
And people you forget you did
All the you-s
All the us-s
All the me-s
I was surprised
At how many
Left
But more so
By how many remained
Changed yet the same
Others will say
How blessed I am.
I normally say
how cursed
But today
Just for once
At this very moment
I agree
with the others
I am.
Kel. 16 April 2007
:::
Are you?
Of the clutter over the years
I was surprised
By the frequent fond smiles
Appearing on my face
Looking through all the letters
The cards
The writings
I was surprised at the footsteps
And sound bites of all
Who has passed my life
Cruising through my stuff
Of you
And you
And you
So many yous
So many ties
So many
Through the years
People you once knew
People you thought you knew
And people you forget you did
All the you-s
All the us-s
All the me-s
I was surprised
At how many
Left
But more so
By how many remained
Changed yet the same
Others will say
How blessed I am.
I normally say
how cursed
But today
Just for once
At this very moment
I agree
with the others
I am.
Kel. 16 April 2007
:::
Are you?
Friday, April 06, 2007
Sugar Coated Equality
"All people are equal, but men more so than the other"
In a society that pledges to be gender neutral and equal opportunities, what does it mean if my senior mgmt and top people are all males? Oh alright, fine, we do have maybe 3 top executives who are women, but proportionately speaking, especially if we take into account the whole entire group, the figures are dismally male dominated, if not male overrun. Are we really equal opportunities or more likely, perhaps we are just make-believe. We sugar coat to convince ourselves that we are when in reality, women at work knows, it is NOT SO.
After all, *snappish tells me that in her organisation, the men are paid way way more and given promotions way way faster. Likewise, *witchy, despite her 1st class honors, tells me that the guys are still paid more.
Okay. Fine. If we accept that fundamental truth, which yours truly assumes we do since we carry on working and going on as if its a fact of life - I don't see women shouting foul all across the streets or in the press, do you?
So the question is, why? Why are men always in higher positions and faster? Why isthe top disportionately men while the bottom is disportionately supported by women? Is it because we are gender discriminate? Or women are less competent? Or have women been so conditioned to accept this fact since young? And before you start calling me names like feminist, let me first say, I'm not. Not in the way of bra-burning feminists of the earlier days or the let's strive to be better than men moderate feminists of the new age.
No no. Yours truly simply has a highly developed sense of fair play. So if a woman can do better than a man, no reason why she shouldn't be promoted. And to be frank, yours truly usually doesn't even think abt this matter much. But lately, as my so-impt-but-carelessly-completed appraisal form for confirmation of end of probation is due to be submitted, yours truly took stock of the organisation she is in. And wow, the facts sorta scream out loud.
Whose fault is it? When our organisation is top heavy with men, should we blame the society, the organisation or the men? Or horrors of horrors, the women?
Perhaps all, perhaps none.
After all, it takes more than one century to build a society. And perhaps more than a decade at best, to change it. So fundamentally, are we built by men and so, men are now enjoying the fruits of their labor? Or have we been so conditioned to our social and formal roles that we take it for granted?
Is this normal? Is there a great big organisation that is homegrown that are women dominated on the top, and I don't mean strictly in fields of like cosmetics or women-products. Because fact is, many such organisations are still male run.
And before yours truly conclude with her musing and rambling crap, let me first say that moi does not want or aim to have total gender equally because fact is, yours truly likes some man-women inequality where gentlemanly chivalry is still expected.
But perhaps this is just a hint of my social conditioning? But that's even more scary. Assuming that yours truly is a well-educated (I did do uni after all, even if it was crap) and not-too-dumb woman and I think like that. What chance does feminism or equal opportunities really have here?
Sheer
In a society that pledges to be gender neutral and equal opportunities, what does it mean if my senior mgmt and top people are all males? Oh alright, fine, we do have maybe 3 top executives who are women, but proportionately speaking, especially if we take into account the whole entire group, the figures are dismally male dominated, if not male overrun. Are we really equal opportunities or more likely, perhaps we are just make-believe. We sugar coat to convince ourselves that we are when in reality, women at work knows, it is NOT SO.
After all, *snappish tells me that in her organisation, the men are paid way way more and given promotions way way faster. Likewise, *witchy, despite her 1st class honors, tells me that the guys are still paid more.
Okay. Fine. If we accept that fundamental truth, which yours truly assumes we do since we carry on working and going on as if its a fact of life - I don't see women shouting foul all across the streets or in the press, do you?
So the question is, why? Why are men always in higher positions and faster? Why isthe top disportionately men while the bottom is disportionately supported by women? Is it because we are gender discriminate? Or women are less competent? Or have women been so conditioned to accept this fact since young? And before you start calling me names like feminist, let me first say, I'm not. Not in the way of bra-burning feminists of the earlier days or the let's strive to be better than men moderate feminists of the new age.
No no. Yours truly simply has a highly developed sense of fair play. So if a woman can do better than a man, no reason why she shouldn't be promoted. And to be frank, yours truly usually doesn't even think abt this matter much. But lately, as my so-impt-but-carelessly-completed appraisal form for confirmation of end of probation is due to be submitted, yours truly took stock of the organisation she is in. And wow, the facts sorta scream out loud.
Whose fault is it? When our organisation is top heavy with men, should we blame the society, the organisation or the men? Or horrors of horrors, the women?
Perhaps all, perhaps none.
After all, it takes more than one century to build a society. And perhaps more than a decade at best, to change it. So fundamentally, are we built by men and so, men are now enjoying the fruits of their labor? Or have we been so conditioned to our social and formal roles that we take it for granted?
Is this normal? Is there a great big organisation that is homegrown that are women dominated on the top, and I don't mean strictly in fields of like cosmetics or women-products. Because fact is, many such organisations are still male run.
And before yours truly conclude with her musing and rambling crap, let me first say that moi does not want or aim to have total gender equally because fact is, yours truly likes some man-women inequality where gentlemanly chivalry is still expected.
But perhaps this is just a hint of my social conditioning? But that's even more scary. Assuming that yours truly is a well-educated (I did do uni after all, even if it was crap) and not-too-dumb woman and I think like that. What chance does feminism or equal opportunities really have here?
Sheer
Wednesday, April 04, 2007
SATC
"I am not a fan"
Not a convert nor a fan, but yours truly has been watching very slowly but quite steadily, SEX & THE CITY. Why?
Well, the slowly is because at times, the 4 girls are so so neutrotic and bimbotic that yours truly have a strong urge to roll my eyes and tell them to get a grip on themselves.
As for why steadily, well, other than the fact thta SATC is a perfect sitcom to watch during our all-females-food parties. It's also perfectly brainless but with some occasional good lines for down-with-a-cold moi to watch in bed every night.
Feedback on the sitcom from us girls, well, typically, the question centered on "which character did you like best" and "Mr B or Aidan". Very typical indeed.
No prize for guessing yours truly's answers. In some ways, yours truly is very predictable.
More about SATC, maybe, after moi's next slumber party for Season 2 & 3 . . .
:::
"我会生气, 但不会迁怒"
Yours truly had lunch with *Eccentric and we were *bitching as it was moi's "give it good for those who deserve it" week. If you didn't know, which surprises me, but yours truly can be quite the bitch when she wants to. Not as much as *candid perhaps. But good enough. So much as that *eccentric whimpers and says its scary to imagine herself on the receiving end of moi's anger. Fortunately for her, there is no reason why yours truly shld turn my anger on her. I get angry, yes. But I dun take it out on all and sundry. I give it good to the person directly.
Btw, CITIBANK took 3 months to send me an email with the CORRECT card no to activiate my GIRO platimium card. WTF! Despite my repeated phone calls. I hate to take it out on the operators but enough was enough. *stomp feets*
Why did this topic come up? Well, bascially, yours truly was bitching about someone. *grin* And then started discussing about men and then got carried on to types of men. Surprisingly, some of my friends would actually prefer to settle with a strictly Beta type of men. Hmm.....*eccentric says she will go for beta with some alpha eccentric qualities cos a totally alpha male is too intimidating. *giggle*
But the real question is, if you can settle with an Alpha or a Beta. What is the real reason you select a Beta?
Not tat there's anything wrong with a Beta. In fact, some of happy couples I know are alpha-beta matches.
The answer to this question, would tell a lot about wat you really value in your significant other, I suppose.
But then again, every answer to every question will tell you lotsa things, only if you want it to and if you bother.
So maybe it is not the Q&A that we really need, but self-reflection?
I believe so.
Do you?
Not a convert nor a fan, but yours truly has been watching very slowly but quite steadily, SEX & THE CITY. Why?
Well, the slowly is because at times, the 4 girls are so so neutrotic and bimbotic that yours truly have a strong urge to roll my eyes and tell them to get a grip on themselves.
As for why steadily, well, other than the fact thta SATC is a perfect sitcom to watch during our all-females-food parties. It's also perfectly brainless but with some occasional good lines for down-with-a-cold moi to watch in bed every night.
Feedback on the sitcom from us girls, well, typically, the question centered on "which character did you like best" and "Mr B or Aidan". Very typical indeed.
No prize for guessing yours truly's answers. In some ways, yours truly is very predictable.
More about SATC, maybe, after moi's next slumber party for Season 2 & 3 . . .
:::
"我会生气, 但不会迁怒"
Yours truly had lunch with *Eccentric and we were *bitching as it was moi's "give it good for those who deserve it" week. If you didn't know, which surprises me, but yours truly can be quite the bitch when she wants to. Not as much as *candid perhaps. But good enough. So much as that *eccentric whimpers and says its scary to imagine herself on the receiving end of moi's anger. Fortunately for her, there is no reason why yours truly shld turn my anger on her. I get angry, yes. But I dun take it out on all and sundry. I give it good to the person directly.
Btw, CITIBANK took 3 months to send me an email with the CORRECT card no to activiate my GIRO platimium card. WTF! Despite my repeated phone calls. I hate to take it out on the operators but enough was enough. *stomp feets*
As for the publication yours truly is doing....let's not even go into it. Suffice to say, we pay a journalist and designer but end up doing everything...where have professionalism gone? *arched brows*
In any case, one of the topic we discuss was "alpha eccentric" and "alpha male". Of course, this is not new. After all, the topic of alpha male is rather done. But alpha eccentric. Tat's a new term, to us anyway. Question: so are you looking for an "alpha eccentric" or "alpha male"? Yours truly dun mind either. As if its tat easy to find one anyway. *deadpan*Why did this topic come up? Well, bascially, yours truly was bitching about someone. *grin* And then started discussing about men and then got carried on to types of men. Surprisingly, some of my friends would actually prefer to settle with a strictly Beta type of men. Hmm.....*eccentric says she will go for beta with some alpha eccentric qualities cos a totally alpha male is too intimidating. *giggle*
But the real question is, if you can settle with an Alpha or a Beta. What is the real reason you select a Beta?
Not tat there's anything wrong with a Beta. In fact, some of happy couples I know are alpha-beta matches.
The answer to this question, would tell a lot about wat you really value in your significant other, I suppose.
But then again, every answer to every question will tell you lotsa things, only if you want it to and if you bother.
So maybe it is not the Q&A that we really need, but self-reflection?
I believe so.
Do you?
Wednesday, March 14, 2007
Travel Bangkok
What! No star, and you are going out to sea?
Marching, and you have no music?
Traveling, and you have no book?
What! No love, and you are going out to live?
~ French Proverb
Yours truly can't comment on the sailing, the marching, the music and the love (assuming its the romantic kind) but moi firmly believes that travel feeds the soul and one simply can't travel without a book.
In any case, yours truly has just returned from Bangkok. And yes, moi brought tons of books in my trusty handy PDA, not that I had much time to read, given the amount of shopping moi did. *grimace.
Another eat, shop, spend and sleep type of trip with mom, aunt and 3 cousins. I must have done something bad, that or someone out there hates me. *deadpan* Obviously, yours truly enjoyed the food and the shopping (OMG. THE SHOPPING!) and going with mom dear means that it is almost all expenses paid for (yes yes, we have covered that yours truly is one-fortuante-spoilt-brat. so let's skip this or go sue me) - but the cousins. *rueful look*. It's not that yours truly is judgemental (although I probably am, and anal to boot) but still, did they have to be (a) so noisy (b)so quarrelsome and (c) so awkward?
When someone asks "do you want to eat this or that?" If you have a preference, say so. Don't pretend to say up to you, when you actually have a preference. As you can tell, yours truly prefer frank and confident people who knows what they want. More importantly, moi likes people who can be frank and gracious (think chinese "da fan") in expression, gestures and personality.
Maybe if more people can be more genteel, gracious and frank, yours truly will have more friends.
But then again, maybe not.
On the other hand, yours truly has lately been in a rare mood of sociability, so maybe moi might just possibly expand moi's scope of acquaintances, and hopefully, maybe one might become a friend...dubious...but you never know. I suppose. *laconic*
And in case you are wondering, yes, there is a significant difference between an acquaintance, a friend and a close friend. If you can't tell the difference, you shouldn't even be reading yours truly's blog because really, you can't possibly be the latter of the 3.
But then again, most people are fools, even yours truly. So perhaps moi just over-value words and the distinction between each expression.
But then again, it's my right to do so.
shrug
:::
Rustic house along the river taken in Bangkok.
Probably many people might dream of such a home? I mean, I know some women who would kill to get married and live in a quaint house with flowers and along the river but alas, yours truly is not one of them.
I would love to live in such a house for say, maybe a week, a month, max, especially if it means setting up house with a man and bum around at home while HE works so I can spend. But moi will be bored pretty soon. So I guess the home and hearth gig isn't really for me? *deadpan*
But then again, never say never? After all, if *Ms Evil can change so alarmingly since she got attached. Who can say what's possible or not? *grin*
Mind you, this is not to say she has changed for the better or for the worse. After all, who am I to judge? But imagine, *Ms Evil! Its *Ms Evil and now suddenly, yours truly can see her with the home and hearth and 2 kids hanging ard her skirts. She's even giving out a different aura. And she's now helping the boyfriend to sell his IMPORTED candleholders online. *whistles*.
Isn't she domesticated and so much a couple. *roll eyes* And because she ASKED and really, because she PLEADED, here's the addy. Please help *Ms Evil's love efforts and visit her site.
*Ms Evil and domesticity. Wonders never cease. *whistles*
So perhaps anything is possible.
Maybe some day yours truly might just want to settle down and play house?
But then again,
For that to happen to yours truly?
No way.
Thank you very much
But no thanks.
sheer
Marching, and you have no music?
Traveling, and you have no book?
What! No love, and you are going out to live?
~ French Proverb
Yours truly can't comment on the sailing, the marching, the music and the love (assuming its the romantic kind) but moi firmly believes that travel feeds the soul and one simply can't travel without a book.
In any case, yours truly has just returned from Bangkok. And yes, moi brought tons of books in my trusty handy PDA, not that I had much time to read, given the amount of shopping moi did. *grimace.
Another eat, shop, spend and sleep type of trip with mom, aunt and 3 cousins. I must have done something bad, that or someone out there hates me. *deadpan* Obviously, yours truly enjoyed the food and the shopping (OMG. THE SHOPPING!) and going with mom dear means that it is almost all expenses paid for (yes yes, we have covered that yours truly is one-fortuante-spoilt-brat. so let's skip this or go sue me) - but the cousins. *rueful look*. It's not that yours truly is judgemental (although I probably am, and anal to boot) but still, did they have to be (a) so noisy (b)so quarrelsome and (c) so awkward?
When someone asks "do you want to eat this or that?" If you have a preference, say so. Don't pretend to say up to you, when you actually have a preference. As you can tell, yours truly prefer frank and confident people who knows what they want. More importantly, moi likes people who can be frank and gracious (think chinese "da fan") in expression, gestures and personality.
Maybe if more people can be more genteel, gracious and frank, yours truly will have more friends.
But then again, maybe not.
On the other hand, yours truly has lately been in a rare mood of sociability, so maybe moi might just possibly expand moi's scope of acquaintances, and hopefully, maybe one might become a friend...dubious...but you never know. I suppose. *laconic*
And in case you are wondering, yes, there is a significant difference between an acquaintance, a friend and a close friend. If you can't tell the difference, you shouldn't even be reading yours truly's blog because really, you can't possibly be the latter of the 3.
But then again, most people are fools, even yours truly. So perhaps moi just over-value words and the distinction between each expression.
But then again, it's my right to do so.
shrug
:::
Rustic house along the river taken in Bangkok.
Probably many people might dream of such a home? I mean, I know some women who would kill to get married and live in a quaint house with flowers and along the river but alas, yours truly is not one of them.
I would love to live in such a house for say, maybe a week, a month, max, especially if it means setting up house with a man and bum around at home while HE works so I can spend. But moi will be bored pretty soon. So I guess the home and hearth gig isn't really for me? *deadpan*
But then again, never say never? After all, if *Ms Evil can change so alarmingly since she got attached. Who can say what's possible or not? *grin*
Mind you, this is not to say she has changed for the better or for the worse. After all, who am I to judge? But imagine, *Ms Evil! Its *Ms Evil and now suddenly, yours truly can see her with the home and hearth and 2 kids hanging ard her skirts. She's even giving out a different aura. And she's now helping the boyfriend to sell his IMPORTED candleholders online. *whistles*.
Isn't she domesticated and so much a couple. *roll eyes* And because she ASKED and really, because she PLEADED, here's the addy. Please help *Ms Evil's love efforts and visit her site.
*Ms Evil and domesticity. Wonders never cease. *whistles*
So perhaps anything is possible.
Maybe some day yours truly might just want to settle down and play house?
But then again,
For that to happen to yours truly?
No way.
Thank you very much
But no thanks.
sheer
Saturday, February 24, 2007
Review: Paris, I love You
Paris Je T'aime
Immediate note to self: Darn. Can I fly to Paris tomorrow? *dryly*
Yours truly went to catch a film yesterday despite the rain and the fact that Orchard road was closed for Chingay Rehearsal. And fortunately, it was worth the effort.
It was a film that yours truly felt, was rightly named as Paris, Je T’Aime (aka Paris, I love you).
A collage of short films by known directors on the topic of - what else from the capital of lovers – love. What made the film enjoyable was the fact that love can be shown and seen in many different ways. Many different people with many different cultures in the many different districts of Paris.
It showcases the works of numerous directors and cast, who really, are filming this out of goodwill. After all, given the number of directors and cast involved, common sense alone would tell you how little each member must be paid. In fact, yours truly read that they are all paid the same wages from the highest to the lowest member of the production, more like a token of appreciation rather than paid work. I guess it highlights how proud the French are of their capital and how many people around the world are entranced by Paris?
The spirit of the film focused on a specific moment of love and given the numerous directors involved, it was rightly a multi-faceted interpretation of love. This is the point when yours truly have to salute the director that put everything together, because the pace, the rhythm of the stories and cohesiveness was unexpected. Yours truly was prepared to like the various stories as it was shown, but I expected a slightly more “patchwork” feel when different pieces are randomly put together. What I was not expecting was a certain central rhythm and of course, the underlying fondness for Paris.
The result was a quaint look at Paris and at love through a kaleidoscope of stories that touches on the search for love, the finding of and the losing of love. It started off with a Frenchman looking through the windows of his car at all the couples and wondering why everyone is attached but him, perhaps like the way we are looking at him, and perhaps, just perhaps, also wondering the same? His segment ended with him meeting someone. The film went on to the other aspects of love but the final short film ended with an American woman going to Paris on her own. She is not looking for love. Instead, she fell in love with Paris. At her age, she concedes that romantic love might not be for her, but she accepts it with grace and optimism. There are other things in life other than romantic love. A nice touch.
Of course, an even nicer symmetry to the opening story of the Frenchman. So the whole film had a certain symmetry and tempo. It is like a spiral that unwind yet end on the starting point with a twist.
For a film on love, yours truly understands why it was largely based on our generation’s obsession on romantic love, but some short films in the collage touched on other types of love such as a mother’s love for her child, which serves to make the idea of love more encompassing. I like.
Of course, this is not to say that the film was perfect or to mislead you into thinking that the threading of all segments was logical and seamless. That in itself is an impossible task. After all, the number of celebrated directors and stellar cast listed in the credits alone reflects the magnitude of the production. But it was a credible attempt to blend the short segments filmed by celebrated directors such as Wes Craven, the Coen Brothers, Gus Van Sant, Gurinder Chadha, Walter Salles, Alexander Payne and Olivier Assayas into a whole. And for that, even if some segments or stories seem rather….for lack of a better word, uninspiring to yours truly, it was still enjoyable as a whole.
Yours truly particularly liked the poignant story on an unfaithful husband who took care of his terminally sick wife and fell in love with her all over again; the humorous/witty story of the young engaged couple visiting Oscar Wilde’s grave; the quaint and somewhat fiery story of an aging couple who attempts role playing to ignite dying passion and of course, the witty yet somewhat bittersweet story at a divorced old couple who are both “cradle snatchers” since they are dating/marrying man/woman much younger than themselves.
In gist, fly to Paris, failing which, at least watch the film. *laconic*
Sheer
Immediate note to self: Darn. Can I fly to Paris tomorrow? *dryly*
Yours truly went to catch a film yesterday despite the rain and the fact that Orchard road was closed for Chingay Rehearsal. And fortunately, it was worth the effort.
It was a film that yours truly felt, was rightly named as Paris, Je T’Aime (aka Paris, I love you).
A collage of short films by known directors on the topic of - what else from the capital of lovers – love. What made the film enjoyable was the fact that love can be shown and seen in many different ways. Many different people with many different cultures in the many different districts of Paris.
It showcases the works of numerous directors and cast, who really, are filming this out of goodwill. After all, given the number of directors and cast involved, common sense alone would tell you how little each member must be paid. In fact, yours truly read that they are all paid the same wages from the highest to the lowest member of the production, more like a token of appreciation rather than paid work. I guess it highlights how proud the French are of their capital and how many people around the world are entranced by Paris?
The spirit of the film focused on a specific moment of love and given the numerous directors involved, it was rightly a multi-faceted interpretation of love. This is the point when yours truly have to salute the director that put everything together, because the pace, the rhythm of the stories and cohesiveness was unexpected. Yours truly was prepared to like the various stories as it was shown, but I expected a slightly more “patchwork” feel when different pieces are randomly put together. What I was not expecting was a certain central rhythm and of course, the underlying fondness for Paris.
The result was a quaint look at Paris and at love through a kaleidoscope of stories that touches on the search for love, the finding of and the losing of love. It started off with a Frenchman looking through the windows of his car at all the couples and wondering why everyone is attached but him, perhaps like the way we are looking at him, and perhaps, just perhaps, also wondering the same? His segment ended with him meeting someone. The film went on to the other aspects of love but the final short film ended with an American woman going to Paris on her own. She is not looking for love. Instead, she fell in love with Paris. At her age, she concedes that romantic love might not be for her, but she accepts it with grace and optimism. There are other things in life other than romantic love. A nice touch.
Of course, an even nicer symmetry to the opening story of the Frenchman. So the whole film had a certain symmetry and tempo. It is like a spiral that unwind yet end on the starting point with a twist.
For a film on love, yours truly understands why it was largely based on our generation’s obsession on romantic love, but some short films in the collage touched on other types of love such as a mother’s love for her child, which serves to make the idea of love more encompassing. I like.
Of course, this is not to say that the film was perfect or to mislead you into thinking that the threading of all segments was logical and seamless. That in itself is an impossible task. After all, the number of celebrated directors and stellar cast listed in the credits alone reflects the magnitude of the production. But it was a credible attempt to blend the short segments filmed by celebrated directors such as Wes Craven, the Coen Brothers, Gus Van Sant, Gurinder Chadha, Walter Salles, Alexander Payne and Olivier Assayas into a whole. And for that, even if some segments or stories seem rather….for lack of a better word, uninspiring to yours truly, it was still enjoyable as a whole.
Yours truly particularly liked the poignant story on an unfaithful husband who took care of his terminally sick wife and fell in love with her all over again; the humorous/witty story of the young engaged couple visiting Oscar Wilde’s grave; the quaint and somewhat fiery story of an aging couple who attempts role playing to ignite dying passion and of course, the witty yet somewhat bittersweet story at a divorced old couple who are both “cradle snatchers” since they are dating/marrying man/woman much younger than themselves.
In gist, fly to Paris, failing which, at least watch the film. *laconic*
Sheer
Friday, February 16, 2007
CNY
Life is either cookies or rocks.
Lately, it's been only rocks.
Maybe it's time for cookies?
:::
It's been a really hectic two weeks or so.
If yours truly is superstituous, I would imagine that my karmic guardian has decided to throw all rocks at moi at the same time. What with two friends having a serious falling out such that they don't even talk or see each other anymore, and *Candid going through a tough situation, other pressing work stuff, going for MPS, etc, been so busy that I barely had time to pause and reflect. Oh well enough said.
Yours truly is *ashamed to say that lately, I have been so busy or tired mentally that I have been barely present at work. Too many things happening I suppose. Oh well. CNY is here soon. Will have a good rest over the long weekend, hopefully will feel recharged for the PIG year.
Btw, yours truly has to forego EUROPE, other than the fact that my MAY event has been postponed, the real reason is because I don't wanna go with a couple. No way. *shake head*. In any case, *Starry should have a romantic trip with her *Gallant. Yours truly will likely make a few short trips within 2007 but just not a long backpacking one. *grimace*
On a brighter note, yours truly now have more leave to travel with different groups of people. =)
PS: I'm really looking forward to watching "Paris, I Love You", "Man of the Year" and "Happily Ever After". *wink*
PPS: *Witchy & *Ms Nice are getting HITCHED this year. There's a pool reception, wedding dinners at Hyatt and Meritus Mandarin to look forward to....also to the LARGE hole in moi's pocket.....*wryly*
Ok. Have a great LUNAR new YEAR, my friends!
Sheer
Lately, it's been only rocks.
Maybe it's time for cookies?
:::
It's been a really hectic two weeks or so.
If yours truly is superstituous, I would imagine that my karmic guardian has decided to throw all rocks at moi at the same time. What with two friends having a serious falling out such that they don't even talk or see each other anymore, and *Candid going through a tough situation, other pressing work stuff, going for MPS, etc, been so busy that I barely had time to pause and reflect. Oh well enough said.
Yours truly is *ashamed to say that lately, I have been so busy or tired mentally that I have been barely present at work. Too many things happening I suppose. Oh well. CNY is here soon. Will have a good rest over the long weekend, hopefully will feel recharged for the PIG year.
Btw, yours truly has to forego EUROPE, other than the fact that my MAY event has been postponed, the real reason is because I don't wanna go with a couple. No way. *shake head*. In any case, *Starry should have a romantic trip with her *Gallant. Yours truly will likely make a few short trips within 2007 but just not a long backpacking one. *grimace*
On a brighter note, yours truly now have more leave to travel with different groups of people. =)
PS: I'm really looking forward to watching "Paris, I Love You", "Man of the Year" and "Happily Ever After". *wink*
PPS: *Witchy & *Ms Nice are getting HITCHED this year. There's a pool reception, wedding dinners at Hyatt and Meritus Mandarin to look forward to....also to the LARGE hole in moi's pocket.....*wryly*
Ok. Have a great LUNAR new YEAR, my friends!
Sheer
Friday, February 09, 2007
Me
My Personality
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| You are neither a subdued loner nor a jovial chatterbox. You enjoy time with others but also time alone. You are generally calm and composed, reacting moderately well to situations that most people would describe as stressful. A desire for tradition does not prevent you from trying new things. Your thinking is neither simple nor complex. To others you appear to be a well-educated person but not an intellectual. You have some concern with others' needs, and are generally pleasant, sympathetic, and cooperative. You set clear goals and pursue them with determination. People regard you as reliable and hard-working. |
Sunday, January 28, 2007
Dinner Celebration
Food, Friends, Fun
What else do you need
For a perfect Sunday?
Except maybe
You?
~ Kel. 28 January 2007
Yours truly had a nice afternoon/evening.
First, there was an entertaining afternoon of TABOO fun. If you haven't ever played TABOO, try it. Yours truly likes the game precisely because it allows moi to learn more about the wavelength of friends. After all, the game forces us to describe words and one's association and choice of description reveals much about a person.
In any case, the game was followed by a great steamboat and desserts. Of course, there were alcohol (how can there not be?). A friend of *Starry actually bake a LINDT 70% dark chocolate tart. All present were duly impressed by the tart. More significantly, yours truly's mom *approved of the tart. High praise indeed for *starry's friend.
Anyway, we obviously had way too much food. *Starry had to bring back the cake she brought along, unfortunately. grimace. But really, there was no way we could stuff ourselves with anything else. Sorry, *starry, but gesture appreciated nonetheless. *grin*
Envious?
I would be too, that is, if I weren't present. smirk.
But hey, yours truly contributed the venue and the steamboat and borrowed TABOO from *peace, so moi's sorta entitled to be smirky.
In gist, nice Sunday night.
Perfect way to welcome *candid as my roommate for a month.
Won't you agree?
sheer
What else do you need
For a perfect Sunday?
Except maybe
You?
~ Kel. 28 January 2007
Yours truly had a nice afternoon/evening.
First, there was an entertaining afternoon of TABOO fun. If you haven't ever played TABOO, try it. Yours truly likes the game precisely because it allows moi to learn more about the wavelength of friends. After all, the game forces us to describe words and one's association and choice of description reveals much about a person.
In any case, the game was followed by a great steamboat and desserts. Of course, there were alcohol (how can there not be?). A friend of *Starry actually bake a LINDT 70% dark chocolate tart. All present were duly impressed by the tart. More significantly, yours truly's mom *approved of the tart. High praise indeed for *starry's friend.
Anyway, we obviously had way too much food. *Starry had to bring back the cake she brought along, unfortunately. grimace. But really, there was no way we could stuff ourselves with anything else. Sorry, *starry, but gesture appreciated nonetheless. *grin*
Envious?
I would be too, that is, if I weren't present. smirk.
But hey, yours truly contributed the venue and the steamboat and borrowed TABOO from *peace, so moi's sorta entitled to be smirky.
In gist, nice Sunday night.
Perfect way to welcome *candid as my roommate for a month.
Won't you agree?
sheer
Thursday, January 25, 2007
Resignation Finally
I haven't got the slightest idea how to change people, but still I keep a long list of prospective candidates just in case I should ever figure it out.
~ David Sedaris, "Naked"
You-know-who has finally taken the plunge.
She dumped lotsa glue (such a waste of glue!) on the envelope and *stomped into the director's room and tendered her resignation in a "i-dun-care and this-is-final" tone. No discussion. No more wavering.
Good for you, my friend!
Thumbs up.
Moi's first reaction....CONGRATS. FINALLY. *arched brows*
Yours truly didn't wanna unduly influence moi's friends, so I usually refrain from giving my decision if I were you type of answer. In other words, I try to give rational and logical "advice" on both sides of the picture. But in this case, yours truly can only say, good riddance. The grass out there is really greener. *dryly*
Yes, finally, the end to a long tedious process of wanting to quit and wavering here and there and never taking the final plunge.
Imagine the patience and endurance yours truly had shown when in reality, yours truly prefers decisive firm and logical decision/action. *roll eyes*
Oh well. Better late than never. Yes?
Perhaps its time you did something about something in your life?
Change isn't necessarily bad.
Or necessarily good.
Only you can decide for yourself.
Maybe its time we all reflected.
Won't you agree?
:::
News Flash: *Candid is moi's soon-to-be ONE month roommate!
~ David Sedaris, "Naked"
You-know-who has finally taken the plunge.
She dumped lotsa glue (such a waste of glue!) on the envelope and *stomped into the director's room and tendered her resignation in a "i-dun-care and this-is-final" tone. No discussion. No more wavering.
Good for you, my friend!
Thumbs up.
Moi's first reaction....CONGRATS. FINALLY. *arched brows*
Yours truly didn't wanna unduly influence moi's friends, so I usually refrain from giving my decision if I were you type of answer. In other words, I try to give rational and logical "advice" on both sides of the picture. But in this case, yours truly can only say, good riddance. The grass out there is really greener. *dryly*
Yes, finally, the end to a long tedious process of wanting to quit and wavering here and there and never taking the final plunge.
Imagine the patience and endurance yours truly had shown when in reality, yours truly prefers decisive firm and logical decision/action. *roll eyes*
Oh well. Better late than never. Yes?
Perhaps its time you did something about something in your life?
Change isn't necessarily bad.
Or necessarily good.
Only you can decide for yourself.
Maybe its time we all reflected.
Won't you agree?
:::
News Flash: *Candid is moi's soon-to-be ONE month roommate!
Tuesday, January 23, 2007
Films
Everybody's Hell is different. It's not all fire and pain. The real Hell is your life gone wrong.
~ What Dreams May Come
There's tons of films lately that yours truly would like to watch, will watch and those that moi wants to watch but dun dare to watch.
For a start, yours truly will likely watch the following:
~ Sione's Wedding
~ One Last Dance
~ Babel
~ Painted Veil
Yours truly would really like to watch the following, if and only if, moi gets my stomach and guts in order:
~ Requiem
(why is the sub-heading "the last exorcism in in Germany"? The plot looks very interesting but the sub-heading makes moi worried abt the contents of the film....any takers to watch with moi?)
~ Big Bang Love
(yours truly probably can gather my guts to sit through the violence but not the sad ending whereby one protagonist dies. *sigh*)
Thinking of watching:
~ Perfume
(do I really wanna watch a film about a murderer especially since yours truly didn't particularly love the book?)
Decisions, decisions, decisions.
Yours truly need more guts, a stronger stomach and probably more friends who wanna watch such flicks?
How about you?
~ What Dreams May Come
There's tons of films lately that yours truly would like to watch, will watch and those that moi wants to watch but dun dare to watch.
For a start, yours truly will likely watch the following:
~ Sione's Wedding
~ One Last Dance
~ Babel
~ Painted Veil
Yours truly would really like to watch the following, if and only if, moi gets my stomach and guts in order:
~ Requiem
(why is the sub-heading "the last exorcism in in Germany"? The plot looks very interesting but the sub-heading makes moi worried abt the contents of the film....any takers to watch with moi?)
~ Big Bang Love
(yours truly probably can gather my guts to sit through the violence but not the sad ending whereby one protagonist dies. *sigh*)
Thinking of watching:
~ Perfume
(do I really wanna watch a film about a murderer especially since yours truly didn't particularly love the book?)
Decisions, decisions, decisions.
Yours truly need more guts, a stronger stomach and probably more friends who wanna watch such flicks?
How about you?
Sunday, January 14, 2007
Stranger than Fiction
Yours truly watched “Stranger than Fiction” on Friday.
It was a great flick, despite having to cramp into a small awkward dusty smelling cinema on the 9th Floor of Cineleisure (which tells you how un-advertised the film is) and being late by 15 mins and thus, missing the start of the show (which I hate but shall forgive *Ms Evil for causing moi to miss the opening since she (a) recommended the show (b) bought the tickets and (c) braved the traffic on a Friday night).
Yours truly liked the film, the cinematography and the narrative running through the film. It was a worthy film to watch, not always the case in many films. To be honest, yours truly hasn’t seen that many films lately that grab my imagination so well. Imagine if one is the *poor writer who kills off your character at the end, writing “Beautiful Tragedies” and then, you find out that what you write is actually real. Imagine the guilt and the horror of knowing that you have killed off, not one fictitious character, but many fictitious characters, and they are perfectly nice, decent people (otherwise, they won’t be your heroes of the fiction). In other words, you find out that you are a MURDERER and yet, and yet, you didn’t know. Is that an excuse for killing? More importantly, you have given the main character’s life meaning; their deaths are a masterpiece. They are immortalized forever in beautiful prose.
First and foremost, yours truly was *scandalized and *bewildered when the professor in the film told Harold Crick (the main character) that there is no way out, that he has to die. The novel is a masterpiece and only if he dies in the end, can the novel remain a masterpiece. But what is even more bewildering, is that Harold, after reading the novel, agreed with the professor. He actually went to the writer and told her that he loved the novel and there is no other way. Heck, he just agreed to die. How weird is that?
It is not that yours truly feel that one should cling onto life at all cost, but then again, why shouldn't one cling onto life? To me, life isn’t complete. Only if you are alive, can you feel, experience and change. If you put a full stop to your life, accept the narrative of your life, then how do you know whether you can do more, make more of yourself? How do you know that you can’t make life better? How do you know that your existence can't change someone else's life?
Having said all this ranting, yours truly concedes that I love reading, I like literature and on hindsight, perhaps even agree with the professor that literary masterpieces are so because there is no other way the novel/writing can end but in that beautiful moment.
However, if I was the writer, and I have the choice of a masterpiece and letting my main character live because he is real, how can I choose otherwise but to let him live? I mean, I develop a fondness for some of my writings and of all things in the world, I hope that I can claim I understand words. If a guy is my main character and he is alive, how can I kill him, even though it ruins my writing?
Perhaps as the writer (Uma Thurman) said in the film, how could she knowingly kill a person who knows his fate and goes knowingly to his fate? Isn’t such a person precisely someone worth saving? (paraphrased since I can’t remember the exact words).
Particularly, yours truly enjoyed the scenes where Harold gets a guitar and the scene where he ticks off in his notebook on whether his narrative is a tragedy or a comedy.
Anyway, in gist, a film to watch.
At least yours truly feels so.
:::
On other news, yours truly watched the film with *Ms Evil, her boyboy aka *XB and *doormat. Yours truly could of course, describe *XB and my perception of him. But heck, *Ms Evil reads this blog and apparently, not only are there no secrets among her friends, there aren’t any from the boyfriend. So what I say, will very likely be repeated to *XB so let’s skip this. *grin*
For nosey readers who happen to be my close friends, ask me. And I might just tell you. *laconic*
On an additional note, yours truly went to *Starry’s place for dinner with *Candid and *Starry’s friend aka *Fongky. Anyway, it was a pleasant dinner despite the very cold war going on with *Starry and current *housemate. Btw, did you know that East Malaysian men are rich and very gallant? *arched brows*
In any case, *Fongky summed it up very nicely: “I would like an East Malaysian bf but not an East Malaysian son”. *laugh*
Thursday, January 11, 2007
2007
2007 sneaked in
January flying by
Woe be me
That age is catching up
Woe be me
That time is losing out
Alas.
~ yours truly
Yours truly wish she has better or more fun reasons for having not blogged for a year, but alas, other than a really great Christmas party, a comfy relaxing trip to *candid's hometown for the new year and a happy bday celebration at Sentosa last weekend for *candid (photos might conceivably be ideal. But alas, *photographer-wannabe eccentric's PC is down....), there has't been much to report.
Well, I suppose nosey readers (yes, you!) might like to know that *candid is going to move in with *starry, but then again, that's their news, so yours truly shall skip the details, except to predict lotsa great meals at their place, sleepovers and such. In the spirit of reporting irrelevant news, let me also inform thee that 2, not one but two of yours truly's clique are going to get hitched this year. Tragic, that alone tells yours truly that age has and is indeed catching up.
On happier news, yours truly might potentially be able to go to europe with *starry and her gallant in May, subject to yours truly's boss' approval and of cos, that my only other colleague doesn't decide to go on her honeymoon in May. Let's keep fingers crossed.
Yours truly can report more news about my frens, such as the *mushiness of ....., *the life changing-I-wanna-break-scholarship-bond of....., *the breakup fiasco of ....., *depression of....., *happiness of schooling of ....., *possibly office gossip with tinge of elitism at work...., but what the heck. Yours truly dun feel up to it. Fill in the blanks yourself. Or better yet, challenge your imagination .The reality is probably not as fun as what you can imagine.
Such a mundane blog. Such utter banality. tsk tsk. *hang head*
Yours truly should get a life? Yes?
Do you need one too?
Sheer
January flying by
Woe be me
That age is catching up
Woe be me
That time is losing out
Alas.
~ yours truly
Yours truly wish she has better or more fun reasons for having not blogged for a year, but alas, other than a really great Christmas party, a comfy relaxing trip to *candid's hometown for the new year and a happy bday celebration at Sentosa last weekend for *candid (photos might conceivably be ideal. But alas, *photographer-wannabe eccentric's PC is down....), there has't been much to report.
Well, I suppose nosey readers (yes, you!) might like to know that *candid is going to move in with *starry, but then again, that's their news, so yours truly shall skip the details, except to predict lotsa great meals at their place, sleepovers and such. In the spirit of reporting irrelevant news, let me also inform thee that 2, not one but two of yours truly's clique are going to get hitched this year. Tragic, that alone tells yours truly that age has and is indeed catching up.
On happier news, yours truly might potentially be able to go to europe with *starry and her gallant in May, subject to yours truly's boss' approval and of cos, that my only other colleague doesn't decide to go on her honeymoon in May. Let's keep fingers crossed.
Yours truly can report more news about my frens, such as the *mushiness of ....., *the life changing-I-wanna-break-scholarship-bond of....., *the breakup fiasco of ....., *depression of....., *happiness of schooling of ....., *possibly office gossip with tinge of elitism at work...., but what the heck. Yours truly dun feel up to it. Fill in the blanks yourself. Or better yet, challenge your imagination .The reality is probably not as fun as what you can imagine.
Such a mundane blog. Such utter banality. tsk tsk. *hang head*
Yours truly should get a life? Yes?
Do you need one too?
Sheer
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