Hello frenz!
I've just found out how to insert video clips onto my blog. *hAppiE* So the very first video clip I'll present to you would be my JaseJase shaking his bon bon. He shakes them so well, he puts Ricky Martin to shame.
Click here to watch 'Jase shaking bon bon'
Warning:
Takes some time to download depending on your compueter speed. It's better to open in a new window.
2nd video clip would be my darling Simba, affectionately known as Baba. She was hiding in the toilet behind the shower screen from my dad who before that, spanked her and was chasing her with a hanger for sleeping in the closet. Ignore the small bald patch at the top of her neck. After switching to Science Diet, her fur is as smooth and luscious as before.
Click here to watch 'Simba-Hiding'
3rd video clip would be a 2 in 1 of evan and me preparing to look good before throwing our tassel hats and after that trying very hard not to look silly throwing.
Click here to watch 'Preparing-to-Throw'
Click here to watch 'Throwing-Our-Tassel-Hats'
And then suddenly the page had an error and so I've to stop uploading video clips for now.
Tuesday, June 28, 2005
Tuesday, June 21, 2005
I’m desperately lost now
My TV life revolves around Desperate Housewives and Lost.
My life is busy and boring.
This time I’ve not only got no time to blog, I lacked content as well. On top of it all, realization hit me that I’m such an incompetent writer. I marvel at some people’s flare for writing. I read some of my friends’ blogs and felt terribly ashamed of my own writing.
Incompetent writer aside, I tried very hard to make my life more interesting.
Watched Batman Begins yesterday.
Just a week ago, I visited Madagascar.
And two weeks ago, I had the sizzling hot Mr and Mrs Smith for company.
But at the end of it all, it’s the same old boring life.
I sat at my desk in my room trying to do some paperwork (Yay.. finally not materials!) and I realized I really missed sitting at my desk and studying. I miss the feeling of going back to school. I’m beginning to dread the drudgery of work. I actually envy those ah peks, ah mms and aunties when I see them sitting at the void deck doing nothing and losing themselves in time. I wish so much to be in their shoes. To just not do anything for once. To relish in the mundanity of everyday life. I wish and hope and pray to embrace mediocrity!!!
Recently, I got very tired of my job. I thought very hard about what else I could do with my degree besides being an MOE teacher. I couldn’t be anything!
Maybe my friends would have some suggestions. The replies I got back were 70% MOE teacher and 30% SIA stewardess. That’s it! These are the only things I can become. I may as well just go and eat some worms.
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Recently I realized that... ...
Sleep is good.
I should never overestimate myself and bring home work only to bring it back undone or incomplete.
People who read my blog (be it my friends or not) read my friends’ blogs more than I read them. They know about my friends’ lives more than I do!
I’m still a procrastinator. And I hate myself for that.
I’m falling sick too often that I’m better off dead.
People are very unhappy.
I really really really hate it when I introduce myself as “Jolene” and the response I get is “Oh Jolin Cai Yilin.” Even worse when they try to draw out the resemblance.
One more “visually challenged person” commented that I look like Fann Wong. Please puke all you want. I can only wish I looked half as gorgeous as her and wish that the person had said it right in my face so that I can correct her immediately.
I'm very shallow. I can watch a show mindlessly just because someone beautiful is starring in it.
I haven't written to my kawaii Japanese pen pal for more than a year. I don't know whose turn is it to write now.
The last class of the week really makes your day. And I truly felt it the Sunday that just passed. The omnipresent good energy in the class from both children and parents every week was further intensified that day. I get to “keep” this class after all thanks to the parents.
Dreams do feel pretty real.
My life is busy and boring.
This time I’ve not only got no time to blog, I lacked content as well. On top of it all, realization hit me that I’m such an incompetent writer. I marvel at some people’s flare for writing. I read some of my friends’ blogs and felt terribly ashamed of my own writing.
Incompetent writer aside, I tried very hard to make my life more interesting.
Watched Batman Begins yesterday.
Just a week ago, I visited Madagascar.
And two weeks ago, I had the sizzling hot Mr and Mrs Smith for company.
But at the end of it all, it’s the same old boring life.
I sat at my desk in my room trying to do some paperwork (Yay.. finally not materials!) and I realized I really missed sitting at my desk and studying. I miss the feeling of going back to school. I’m beginning to dread the drudgery of work. I actually envy those ah peks, ah mms and aunties when I see them sitting at the void deck doing nothing and losing themselves in time. I wish so much to be in their shoes. To just not do anything for once. To relish in the mundanity of everyday life. I wish and hope and pray to embrace mediocrity!!!
Recently, I got very tired of my job. I thought very hard about what else I could do with my degree besides being an MOE teacher. I couldn’t be anything!
Maybe my friends would have some suggestions. The replies I got back were 70% MOE teacher and 30% SIA stewardess. That’s it! These are the only things I can become. I may as well just go and eat some worms.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Recently I realized that... ...
Sleep is good.
I should never overestimate myself and bring home work only to bring it back undone or incomplete.
People who read my blog (be it my friends or not) read my friends’ blogs more than I read them. They know about my friends’ lives more than I do!
I’m still a procrastinator. And I hate myself for that.
I’m falling sick too often that I’m better off dead.
People are very unhappy.
I really really really hate it when I introduce myself as “Jolene” and the response I get is “Oh Jolin Cai Yilin.” Even worse when they try to draw out the resemblance.
One more “visually challenged person” commented that I look like Fann Wong. Please puke all you want. I can only wish I looked half as gorgeous as her and wish that the person had said it right in my face so that I can correct her immediately.
I'm very shallow. I can watch a show mindlessly just because someone beautiful is starring in it.
I haven't written to my kawaii Japanese pen pal for more than a year. I don't know whose turn is it to write now.
The last class of the week really makes your day. And I truly felt it the Sunday that just passed. The omnipresent good energy in the class from both children and parents every week was further intensified that day. I get to “keep” this class after all thanks to the parents.
Dreams do feel pretty real.
Wednesday, May 25, 2005
Happy Birthday to Jo the Loser
Yesterday 24th May 2005
SMS I received:
"Did you take leave?"
"Are you working tomorrow?"
"Are you free after work?"
"What are your plans for tmr?"
"Are you meeting anyone tmr?"
"Do you need to spend time with your family?"
"Are you gonna spend tmr with ur bf?"
Everyone assumed I'll be spending with my bf or my other groups of friends or my family. I really don't know how I will be spending my tomorrow (today). kh will be working till late.. I don't know who to meet.. so I told the different people and groups who smsed that I don't know my plans for this evening. In the end, nobody wanna meet me.
And here I am at kh's house typing this. On the night of my birthday... I'm such a loser... *sobz and sings bitterly "Nobody likes me. Everybody hates me. I'm gonna eat some worms..."
More to be updated... ... with photos of course. Ü
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24th May 2005
Buddies from primary school zhu and chris took half the day off and met up for lunch… Sweet darlings! We went to Crystal Jade La Mian Xiao Long Bao to gorge ourselves.
Me and zhu… I mean zann. As mentioned before somewhere, she insists I use her sophisticated English name on my blog.
Chris and me and probably from now on, I shall address her as “xtina”. Too many Chris around, of whom 3 are guys.
Not many photos of our food. We forgot to snap the food spread before we started eating as we were too hungry.
Forgot the name of this dish. It must be new as it wasn’t on the menu the last time I ate at Crystal Jade.
xiao long bao
With xtina away from the table and me on the hp, zann was so bored that boh liaoism got the better of her and she starting snapping 13 pictures of herself on my cam.
I’m sexy…
I’m cute…
I’m popular to boot…
Ain’t I sweet?
Ok don’t kill me…. I’ve already sieved out the ugly ones.
Blissful look while savouring the mango pudding.
Me posing with presents from zann, xtina and gera. *Note: The top I’m donning and the necklace/choker are part of the gifts.
Sexy red g string as part of gera’s gift. Zann says, “Get away from me!!!”
Then at night both gals had their own program so I met up with kh.
Gift from mum. See so many prezzies from Lee Hwa. No la it’s just one gift…
An anklet
I was quite touched as I’ve been in a quarrelling and arguing and shouting and fighting spate with my mum the past few days prior to my birthday. Few days before the spate, she asked me what I wanted and I replied that I didn’t want anything. Then I just casually said anklet without giving it much thought that she would actually buy one but she did.
Since I’m on the topic of anklet, let me talk about my locket pendant which was my 21st birthday gift from my parents. Instead of the usual boring key pendant presented to every female who turn 21, they got me a locket with a cute little key attached to it by a delicate little chain. It is so cute and little that I wear it all day long, even to sleep and to bathe. It is so cute and little that anyone who really observes the pendant would never fail to ask me if the little key could open the lock. It is so cute and little that everyone with no sense of limit would reach out and grab the dainty key with their fat fingers (in relativity to the little key of course) and try to pick at the lock. It is so cute and little that when I turned 22, I continued wearing it. It is so cute and little that I thought when I turned 23, I would continue wearing it. Alas it is so cute and little that a few days before I turned 23, it got lost. The key simply detached itself from the locket and was nowhere to be found. Not on my bed, not anywhere in my house. And I decided not to wear it anymore for it isn’t cute and little anymore. And also, the 21st birthday key symbolizes key to freedom. No way am I gonna be “locked up” by my parents!
Locket with the missing key. Sobz
25th May 2005
Sam treated me to a quick lunch
Presented with a pig photo album
Reason for getting me a photo album:
--> I’m always snapping and storing photos as soft copies. I ought to develop my photos and arrange them in albums.
--> This album is only for storing pictures of them
Bah! I bet the 2nd reason holds more weight. Haha.. anyway I don’t think I’ll ever use it. I’m a sucker for handwritten notes and I’m so gonna leave them in the album as it is.
wy’s note
hs’s note
em’s note
ivy’s note
26th May 2005
Sweet wq arranged a short meet up at Holland V after work and I was glad the gang could make it.
Although I was late, I walked slowly along that short familiar stretch which I used to walk everyday 4-5 years ago. The underground tunnel still remains the same despite having lots of construction work carried out around the area. HV changed a lot too. Almost all the shops from 4-5 years ago were no longer around. Gee… have I been a recluse or what?
I digress… so anyway, back to the story…
They asked me to pose with their present but teoks is a really lousy photographer. He didn’t do justice to the earrings and necklace. In fact, they were blurred or else then practically outta the picture!
Earrings
Necklace
Then we head off to Wala Wala which was supposedly a very hip and cool place for undergrads especially NUS people. [Aside] And I’ve never even heard of that place… so suaku.
Us at wala wala
And I just realized that teoks isn’t in that picture so let me make up for his absence by posting his individual shot.
Presenting a high teoks. High on hoegaarden.. haha..
wq n teoks.
See… doesn’t he look abit seh?
All of us outside Wala Wala
Cake from da jie
Bottle spray from lv. No not Louis Vuitton. You bimbos out there don’t start exclaiming “Since when LV got bottle spray?” Lv is the initials of my 1st mentor as how she calls herself on my blog. And the bottle spray is to contain my rose oil, to ensure that I’m draped with xiang xiang fragrance 24/7.
Hello Kitty Sherbet maker fom rc. Yes and rc is the initials of another of my colleague. Not your friendly neighbourhood RC downstairs. She claimed that I so ah lian sure will like Hello Kitty. Hmm… did I mention that she is a Hello Kitty lover?
Instructions
I’ve since made 1 Milo and 1 yoghurt drink sherbet with it. The Milo one taste great but the yoghurt one did not freeze. Will make more sherbet in time to come.
This year’s birthday seem different from the other years. Maybe because my mood hasn’t been too good and my outlook in life was greatly affected. But through all these, I’ve also found love and concern from other people and I’m thankful for that.
SMS I received:
"Did you take leave?"
"Are you working tomorrow?"
"Are you free after work?"
"What are your plans for tmr?"
"Are you meeting anyone tmr?"
"Do you need to spend time with your family?"
"Are you gonna spend tmr with ur bf?"
Everyone assumed I'll be spending with my bf or my other groups of friends or my family. I really don't know how I will be spending my tomorrow (today). kh will be working till late.. I don't know who to meet.. so I told the different people and groups who smsed that I don't know my plans for this evening. In the end, nobody wanna meet me.
And here I am at kh's house typing this. On the night of my birthday... I'm such a loser... *sobz and sings bitterly "Nobody likes me. Everybody hates me. I'm gonna eat some worms..."
More to be updated... ... with photos of course. Ü
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
24th May 2005
Buddies from primary school zhu and chris took half the day off and met up for lunch… Sweet darlings! We went to Crystal Jade La Mian Xiao Long Bao to gorge ourselves.
Me and zhu… I mean zann. As mentioned before somewhere, she insists I use her sophisticated English name on my blog.
Chris and me and probably from now on, I shall address her as “xtina”. Too many Chris around, of whom 3 are guys.
Not many photos of our food. We forgot to snap the food spread before we started eating as we were too hungry.
Forgot the name of this dish. It must be new as it wasn’t on the menu the last time I ate at Crystal Jade.
xiao long bao
With xtina away from the table and me on the hp, zann was so bored that boh liaoism got the better of her and she starting snapping 13 pictures of herself on my cam.
I’m sexy…
I’m cute…
I’m popular to boot…
Ain’t I sweet?
Ok don’t kill me…. I’ve already sieved out the ugly ones.
Blissful look while savouring the mango pudding.
Me posing with presents from zann, xtina and gera. *Note: The top I’m donning and the necklace/choker are part of the gifts.
Sexy red g string as part of gera’s gift. Zann says, “Get away from me!!!”
Then at night both gals had their own program so I met up with kh.
Gift from mum. See so many prezzies from Lee Hwa. No la it’s just one gift…
An anklet
I was quite touched as I’ve been in a quarrelling and arguing and shouting and fighting spate with my mum the past few days prior to my birthday. Few days before the spate, she asked me what I wanted and I replied that I didn’t want anything. Then I just casually said anklet without giving it much thought that she would actually buy one but she did.
Since I’m on the topic of anklet, let me talk about my locket pendant which was my 21st birthday gift from my parents. Instead of the usual boring key pendant presented to every female who turn 21, they got me a locket with a cute little key attached to it by a delicate little chain. It is so cute and little that I wear it all day long, even to sleep and to bathe. It is so cute and little that anyone who really observes the pendant would never fail to ask me if the little key could open the lock. It is so cute and little that everyone with no sense of limit would reach out and grab the dainty key with their fat fingers (in relativity to the little key of course) and try to pick at the lock. It is so cute and little that when I turned 22, I continued wearing it. It is so cute and little that I thought when I turned 23, I would continue wearing it. Alas it is so cute and little that a few days before I turned 23, it got lost. The key simply detached itself from the locket and was nowhere to be found. Not on my bed, not anywhere in my house. And I decided not to wear it anymore for it isn’t cute and little anymore. And also, the 21st birthday key symbolizes key to freedom. No way am I gonna be “locked up” by my parents!
Locket with the missing key. Sobz
25th May 2005
Sam treated me to a quick lunch
Presented with a pig photo album
Reason for getting me a photo album:
--> I’m always snapping and storing photos as soft copies. I ought to develop my photos and arrange them in albums.
--> This album is only for storing pictures of them
Bah! I bet the 2nd reason holds more weight. Haha.. anyway I don’t think I’ll ever use it. I’m a sucker for handwritten notes and I’m so gonna leave them in the album as it is.
wy’s note
hs’s note
em’s note
ivy’s note
26th May 2005
Sweet wq arranged a short meet up at Holland V after work and I was glad the gang could make it.
Although I was late, I walked slowly along that short familiar stretch which I used to walk everyday 4-5 years ago. The underground tunnel still remains the same despite having lots of construction work carried out around the area. HV changed a lot too. Almost all the shops from 4-5 years ago were no longer around. Gee… have I been a recluse or what?
I digress… so anyway, back to the story…
They asked me to pose with their present but teoks is a really lousy photographer. He didn’t do justice to the earrings and necklace. In fact, they were blurred or else then practically outta the picture!
Earrings
Necklace
Then we head off to Wala Wala which was supposedly a very hip and cool place for undergrads especially NUS people. [Aside] And I’ve never even heard of that place… so suaku.
Us at wala wala
And I just realized that teoks isn’t in that picture so let me make up for his absence by posting his individual shot.
Presenting a high teoks. High on hoegaarden.. haha..
wq n teoks.
See… doesn’t he look abit seh?
All of us outside Wala Wala
Cake from da jie
Bottle spray from lv. No not Louis Vuitton. You bimbos out there don’t start exclaiming “Since when LV got bottle spray?” Lv is the initials of my 1st mentor as how she calls herself on my blog. And the bottle spray is to contain my rose oil, to ensure that I’m draped with xiang xiang fragrance 24/7.
Hello Kitty Sherbet maker fom rc. Yes and rc is the initials of another of my colleague. Not your friendly neighbourhood RC downstairs. She claimed that I so ah lian sure will like Hello Kitty. Hmm… did I mention that she is a Hello Kitty lover?
Instructions
I’ve since made 1 Milo and 1 yoghurt drink sherbet with it. The Milo one taste great but the yoghurt one did not freeze. Will make more sherbet in time to come.
This year’s birthday seem different from the other years. Maybe because my mood hasn’t been too good and my outlook in life was greatly affected. But through all these, I’ve also found love and concern from other people and I’m thankful for that.
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