One day I’m gonna die in a cab March 16, 2008

I was reading the special report on Formula One in the Today paper and I realised something – Why don’t Singapore send our own race team? I even have the perfect candidates. They are none other than our very own taxi drivers.

 

I’m not kidding. Judging from the way those drivers maneuver their cars, I think we have a pretty darn good chance there. I just encountered 1 this evening. He was weaving in and out like nobody’s business (I felt like telling him that weaving back and forth between lanes DOES NOT get you to your destination faster. Its just an illusion. See here.)

 

Me (to my bf): “I think got high possibility I might die in the cab. He likes to cut in and out.”

Bf: “Then you must buckle up your seatbelt k”

Me: “I buckled up so long ago le. From the moment I heard him listening to “Piece of Me” (Britney Spears) techno version I buckled up le.”

 

Not that buckling up helps. Ever since I got my licence and became a driver myself, I feel damn uncomfortable sitting in the back seat. I can’t sit still and every now and then I peer over to see how close he is from the car in front. All that goes through my mind is ohmygawdifthatcarjambrakeswe’redead and ohshitohshitcanhecutintothatlane and i’mnotgonnamakeithomealive. Most of the time its the last thought. Throughout the whole ride my heart was jumping as fast as the meter and by the time I reach home,  I feel like throwing up from the tension and lack of oxygen. This is really called paying money to suffer man. Zzz……

Rule #1 – Don’t be a cheapskate March 13, 2008

Watched Rule #1 with dear this evening.

 

 

 

 

I was quite reluctant to because the trailer really spooked me out. Yes, I realised that the older I get, the more of a scaredy cat I’ve become. But the show wasn’t that scary and it had an interesting twist. A commendable effort by Kelvin Tong, I must say! 

 

 

What was odd about the movie was the pairing of Shawn Yue and Fiona Xie. I don’t know if its obligatory for the director to put a Singaporean in the show but I don’t see the purpose of Fiona Xie. She was dubbed by someone with a really squeaky and yet raspy voice. In her first scene, she was hugging Shawn Yue after he returned from the hospital and she was giggling and moaning (???) so much that I swear she was just plain horny. Interestingly, the next scene showed them in bed. -_-

 

And to think she was supposed to be a school teacher! From a convent school somemore!! The irony of it……

 

Oh but the highlight of that evening was not the movie, but the “live” show that was taking place in the cinema itself! Apparently, some secondary school kids are so poor and so cheapskate that a whole bunch of them can only afford TWO tickets. So, in order to share their riches, they decided to spend everything they have on the TWO tickets, let TWO people enter the theatre and then get them to open the exit door so that rest enter! Wow…. What an ingenious method right?

 

But lo and behold, Eng Wah people are not dumb afterall. Halfway through the movie, 2 malay guys came from the backdoor and asked to check their tickets. Of course, they could only produce 2, so they were brought to the staircase well to “talk”. Apparently, they can pretty much see everything and everyone from the screening room. Anyway, after the movie ended, we see the kids still there. With our friendly neighbourhood policeman. HAHA!

 

Moral of the story: Don’t be so cheapskate. Crime does not pay.

Please take your basic theory test again March 12, 2008

I am SO PISSED!!! Its already such a terror to be driving on the roads these days, with the torrential rain and all. And then there had to be such stooooooooooopid drivers on the road who like to cut other people’s lane without signaling. Like, wtf man!

To you: First and foremost, lemme tell you this – YOUR CAR IS FUCKING UGLY OK??? I mean, who drives a WHITE Volvo?? Its not normal classy white, mind you. Its luminous ghost-white. Yes, you may be rich and you may think that driving a Volvo means you have the right to bully people like me in a dingy Mitsubishi. But sadly you have absolutely no taste!!

Secondly, I had the right of way! I saw the cab about to turn into the petrol station and so there was a window for me to spin out of the petrol station. I stayed in my own lane and did not cut into the outer lane, so what makes you think that you can cut into my lane and in front of me from the outer lane and still think you are right?!?! And let me remind you that (1) you did not signal and (2) you did not change lanes earlier, so how the hell am i supposed to know that you want to change lanes?! I am not psychic ok!!

Lastly, just coz you think you are right does not mean you can stop your stupid car in front of mine and block the entire road. Like, what do you want? A confrontation? Siao! Just move and get on with your life loser!

I cannot imagine there are so many idiotic drivers around. They think that just coz I am a female driver I can be bullied is it?!?! You bloody drivers better stay outta my way from now on!!!

Especially you, you gay white Volvo!! You better not lemme see you ever again or else I am going to ask the TP to revoke your stupid driver’s licence (if you even have one)

What 16 hours of fyp can do to sane people March 11, 2008

Just got home after surviving SIXTEEN hours of doing fyp. That’s like 2/3 of my entire day gone! Poof! We actually booked 3 consecutive sessions of the reading room in library 2 (total of 13 hours) PLUS another 3 hours at the benches after the library closed. The last 3 hours at the benches ended up giving me a terrible backache.

Today was the first time I stayed in school till past midnight (Actually, my final year in NTU seems to mark alot of “first-times”). By the time the clock struck 12, all of us were going had gone hysterical and were laughing at stupid things which were actually nothing.

“Refer, indicate, mean, show, imply, illustrate, demonstrate……”

Hanyee took a picture of my car because we left school so late that my poor car was the only one left in the carpark. It looked quite pathetic under the dim orange light of the street lamps above and its windows all wet and fogged up from the rain. Kinda resembled an old busted and abandoned ride .

But it was good fun tho. Can’t wait to hand in the report tomorrow and say bye bye to library 2 for good!!!

Myth-buster! March 8, 2008

Ok, Dr Phil just shattered whatever remaining hopes I had left. Zzzzzzz

 

MYTH #7: A GREAT RELATIONSHIP HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH SEX

• The belief that sex is not important is a dangerous and intimacy-eroding myth. Sex provides an important time-out from the pressures of our daily lives and allows us to experience a quality level of closeness, vulnerability and sharing with our partners. (Really?? Maybe only for a day or two…)
• Sex might not be everything but it registers higher (90 percent) on the “importance scale” if it’s a source of frustration in your relationship.(Ok, I’m not sexually frustrated but I think there’s frustration on my bf’s part over the lack of sex so I guess this part still kinda applies to us. Maybe 90% is too little. I’d give it 1000%) If your sex life is unfulfilled, it becomes a gigantic issue. On the other hand, couples that have satisfying sex lives rate sex at only 10 percent on the “importance scale.”
• Don’t restrict your thinking by considering sex to be something that only consists of the actual physical act. Touching, caressing, holding hands and any means by which you provide physical comfort to your partner can all be viewed as part of a fulfilling sex life. (I hold hands with him ALL THE TIME!!! Obviously its not enough….)

True love, where art thou? March 8, 2008

Just concluded yet another long debate over who is right and who is wrong. To be honest, I couldn’t really care less about whether he agrees with me or not because the damage is done.

I feel hurt. I feel hurt that after so long, he cannot put the issue down and move on with his, or rather our life. I feel hurt that ultimately he still resents me for making such a selfish decision without even considering his feelings. Yes, I do not deny that I thought of my own interests only. But am I really wrong? Is it wrong of me to protect myself?

I have tried to open up myself to the possibility of having sex again, but it is just so difficult. Yes, it may be true that when we had a regular sex life, we were happy for that particular day and perhaps the following few days. However, what I realised that happiness does not last forever and when we quarrel again, the hurt inflicted is double. I feel twice the amount of pain because I keep recalling how happy we were just mere days ago. It pains me to think about why the happiness cannot be sustained, and more importantly, I question my capability to keep this relationship strong. Is sex my only contribution to this relationship?  Is it only through sex that I can keep my bf happy and prevent any unnecesary arguments? If that’s the case, then I should forget about saying sweet nothings to him and caring and taking care of him right? All I need to do is spread my legs!

But I refuse to accept that fact. I refuse to believe that the only way to sustain a relationship is through having sex. There has to be a way for couples to lead blissful sex-less lives right?

Sadly, till today, I remain unconvinced that my theory is true. And, sadly, I am one stubborn bitch who refuses to bow down. Its not that it would kill me to have sex with him, but…… Is sex really that important? I mean, what about TRUE LOVE?!?! Doesn’t that play a part too?!?!

I feel so dejected right now. Boo. =(

Waste of my $9.50 March 3, 2008

Caught this over the weekend.

In case you didn’t know, this show is a remake of the Hongkong movie “Jian Gui” which starred Angelica Lee Xin JIe. Unfortunately, this Hollywood remake is a major flop. The show was so bad that Jessica Alba could do little to heat things up (Except for the  moment she was naked in the shower, I guess.)

The story line is exactly the same as the Hongkong one, except they weren’t as scary. Maybe angmoh ghost just aren’t as scary as hongkee or thai ghosts.

Hongkee ah-ma ghost: “我好冻……”

Angmoh ah-ma ghost: “I’m freezing……”

This was the exact line from the movie. Somehow, the literal translation from canto to english just made that scene lose its oomph and scare factor. Oh, and they swopped the hongkee old-and-hunchbacked-ah-pek in the lift with a Hollywood not-very-old-but-very-tall-uncle. And instead of everyone dying in the last scene, Hollywood decided to make it a happy fairytale ending where everyone lives! (Alba managed to get everyone to leave their vehicles by saying the terrorists planted a bomb which freaked everyone. How apt.)

Like what the movie’s tagline said: Some things are better left unseen! How funny.

6/2 – Class of 1998 March 1, 2008

Just got back from the primary school class gathering, the first in 10 years. Turnout was surprisingly good as we managed to get around 15 people, which is pretty encouraging.

Dinner at Waraku was ok, but I think the most important part of the night was when we sat down and started recalling our childhood memories. Rachel brought the school “yearbook” and her old autograph book and we pored through it, trying to remember why we wrote certain things. Best friends, good friends, friends… Favourite food, drinks, actors, brands…… It was all good fun.

Its pretty amazing to see how some have changed so much over the years, while others look like they have no aged a single bit. I was rather stunned by a particular someone’s transformation, especially since it was someone I had least expected. I’m not going to name names or say if the change was for the better or worse, but I am pretty shocked.

Well, I guess 10 years is a long time and maybe I need to be more open to the fact that people do change. Perhaps, to them, I have changed too! Nonetheless, I’m looking forward to another gathering and hopefully this time it will not take another 10 years.