this isnt abt me.

it my dad.

kor took the lift with dad and an uncle came into the lift.

dad greet the uncle with a smile and a introduction ‘this is my eldest son’ like me, kor gave a smile, a hello & a small wave.

after that. dad asked kor, u noe how i noe tat uncle?

his story: one day. dad bump into this uncle. the uncle look nervous, jumpy, agitated. my dad asked him, ‘wat wrong?’ uncle’s son having a bad diaherra & he is rushin out to buy some po chi pills for his son. dad happen to have some po chi pills in his bag & generously offer to the uncle. take it. uncle took it gracefully & they are friends!

how come?!

kindness of strangers !

i tink i need to learn from my dad. if i were him, i wont open my golden mouth to ask what’s wrong. i mean, how many of us will?!

the most i offered strangers are usually smiles and it usually enough to start a conversation ! i always have strangers toking to me either abt their day or the weather or sometink.. my smiles are only level 1, dad’s friendiness is level 5.  

let’s learn from the master.

finally. i had time to write abt this lovely auntie at my block.

well, she wasn’t lovely initally. i had a bad impression of her. she always look hot & sweaty whenever i share the lift with her, worst she carried like 6 plastic bags with her all the time. she always look so untidy !

once, i even saw her gave some food to the cleaner at my block. hello, why is she so nice to those cleaner. fyi – i dislike foreigners.. they always urined at my block lift. gross..!

anyway. one of the morning, i left home with my dad and together we bumped into this auntie. she greet my dad with a smile & my dad proudly intro me as ‘my youngest daughter’ immediately, i gave auntie a smile & said a little hello.

of coz, days pass by..

until, i bump into the auntie again. she hold the lift for me eagerly, come in xiao mei mei. where your dad? i replied her. and as usual, she rummaged through her plastic bags. i day-dream. next tink i noe, the auntie thrust a small packet of biscuit to me, happily informing me ‘here take this, u can eat it in office. sometimes we r so busy, no time to eat. at least u can eat abit.’

i took her biscuit with both hands & immediately felt ashamed of myself.

i tink its human to form an opinion of others based purely on first impression, without knowing a single thing abt them..or a few known facts. everyone is guilty of this & i tink it happens to the best of us..

 come to think abt it. what abt others? when they have a opinion of me without first knowing me?

well, its life… i’ll live with it.

i’m sorry, there isn’t a nice conclusion to this entry !

where shld i start?

11^th Aug

11pm – mei, let go supper ! ba cho mee, cya at coffeshop
11.15pm – supper at coffeeshop (with kor )
1145pm – homed.
12.15am – chat with guy
2am – slp

12^th Aug

7.15am – woke up
8.15am – where my purse?!?!
8.30am – went to coffeeshop. nobody see anything or hear anything abt missing purse. urgent leave.
8.45am – phonecall to bank / nanyang police
9.30am – ICA – replacement of IC. 100bucks!
10am – met guy (his office is nearby) send me back to office and loanshark me $200
10.15am – office.

in the car, 50% of me found it hilarious, the remaining 50% simply find it hard to believe – i am so silly !

my losses – coach purse from jen, cherished gift.. $60 cash.. $30 ez-link..atm cards..IC..
sorry guy, i was sorta beside myself this morning. whine abt it, some.. not much smile. well, you have to let a girl have her pout.

that’s my exciting morning.12th Aug

10.40 pm – coffee shop. i didnt wanna go. why waste time? zero expectation, no, scratch that. negative expectation. went coz joan wanted to.
10.45pm – recite my IC to the coffee shop auntie. she hands over my purse
10.50pm – called guy. ‘whatsup? why r u so happy?’

lost & found ! i cant believe it! what a surprised & delighted find. i had no expectation at all, lotsa foreigners at my area. it amazing, the cleaner found it & handed it over to the counter.

thank him personally & went home. tml i’m gotta buy some food for the coffee shop pple & give a little hong bao to the cleaner.

felt the warmth in jurong !

kor sum up my day ‘dumb ppl, dumb luck’

happy groove.

thank you guy.

here’s the reason why my blog is suddenly filled with pix & photo… coz of a comment… it goes smt along the line ‘ur blog is nice but too wordy, need some pix?’

did i mentioned i’m good at arts & crafts during sec sch days? =)

anyway. the search for a camera is on ! the two impt man in my life – kor recommended canon. guy prefer sony while me, based on my budget. haha

guy solved the issue on hand by buying me a sony. end of brand-choosing-battle. so, this is how i gotta my first fiery red camera.

guy, appreciated. he getting sick of hearing the ‘thank you’ i showered on him. told him pls dont get me exp presents. let this camera be the first & last. no, scratch that. tiffany ring will be the last. (joking –  i dont like diamonds.. get me robots, better !)

one last time – THANK YOU GUY !

world – beware, i might capture you anytime.

**extract from an email

i read abt this somewhere.. well, here’s mine.

waterbottle, novel, drawing book, colour pencils, tissue, camera, mask (pat on the head, i’m sucha good girl) spec, wallet, keys, clorets,  dettol hand sanitizer, 0.38 black pen, make-up stuff – I’m ready to conquer the world.

what’s in a guy’s bag? i gotta do a you-show-me-yours-&-i-show-you-mine with guy, someday! i hope i find $50 lying in his bag, finders keepers 😉

so funny.
guy was askin me today ‘can i see ur bag?’
me: no. have u read my draft entry?
he: no.
laughter.
me: i actually blogged abt this – whats in a woman bag. funny u asked me today, i wanted to see ur bag too.
he: but i dont carry bag.
me: yeap ! i know.

there you go. my bag.

whatsup? tie? groove?! < sing dollars a musical comedy > gotta the tix from jie & christon. they couldnt make it so yeap, guy & i became the substitute.the free ‘gift’we both love this.after the musical comedy, sat outside esplanade.love the night sceneand he decided to draw for me. awww. gosh its 11.30pm! time flies when i’m with him. how come?i look like a boy –

review: love the musical. 2.5hr hrs of non-stop laughter. my fav – kumar & hossan leong. hossan leong blow me with his MJ dance routine. two thumbs up!

PS – poor guy felt kinda uncomfortable with the seats, it happen when you have long legs !
PPS – i wanna catch the hossan leong show. anyone? guy?

words of encouragement from ling & ms chanhk disneyland – postcard for myself.keep calm..at all times – from jenmy small tissue boxstitch, xmas, flower-bear, tuffy + plenty of postcards

i’m only in charge of the drawing and i shall leave it as it is, too gross to blog abt it..

btw, it my guy’s encounter.

have reminded my boy – ‘please call me only-if there is good news. example, you are feelin generous & you happened to see a bionicle robots & you decided to get it for me. call immediately!’ 😉