Greetings, from Thailand.
I am here in Phuket, in search for my peace, but it never occured to me how ironic it is.
Nonetheless, am absolutely looking forward to my dives, and as much as there are plans for countdown party at the beach, I ain’t sure if I am up for it.
I am happy to see baby before I left, and I miss her terribly already.
She went for the Kelong trip but was too scaredy cat to go on a boat. Giggles.
Wah, this occasion really special, you know?
10 years ago, I kinda helped this couple get together when they were mere teenagers. Today, both are already doctors, and still one of the nicest couples I have ever known.
And yes, Wenwei and Huina finally walked down the aisle over the weekend.
I was invited to both weddings(Singapore and JB) since I was tasked with the awful awesome role to be their emcee…. well, only for the mandarin part, of course.
Of course, I have received responses from people who were like, “Er… you speak cheeenaaaaahhh meh?”
Or, the meaner ones, like Norman, would say, “Wah lau!?! What in the hell were they thinking? They are allowing you to screw their wedding like that?”
And during rehearsals, I had cheekier improvised my own version of “JB style emceeing” which was so fabulous that the groom had issued a threat serious enough for me not break into fake JB accent on stage.
Well, I don’t think I react well to an entire bottle of alcohol, thus I behaved myself on stage.
And the wedding over the 2 days were tiring, but wonderously awesome. I caught up with people I haven’t met in years, and getting to know people who had been acquaintances for the past 20 years(cough, and even see the bare butt of someone from mirror’s reflection, and OHMYFREAKINGGOSHPLEASETELLMEIDIDN’T the cough kkj of someone from someone else’s computer. HAHAHAHAHA!).
I hink I am becoming one of the chaps.
It was… nice(the catching up!). Tiring like hell though.
Cos the day before the Saturday’s wedding, I was having my usual mahjong night with the others(wah my biggest winning ever in my mahjong career - $420), and I had thought I would perhaps sleep in late and wake at 5pm.
I checked my email before I slept and realised meet up time is 2pm lor!! I only fell asleep at 7am-ish?
And all are a good bunch of people who know how to have fun.
I was invited for the religious ceremony the next day, which I was really hoping to skip to get more rest(I had to wake up at 8am after sleeping at 2.30am the night before! On a weekend!), but it was honestly the sweetest part of the wedding.
I swear I was on the brink of tearing.. and I know one day, I will one day want to let me dad give me away in a church, and I even already thought of the pastor I would like to have around to officiate my wedding.
It was… awfully sweet.
And I can only imagine my own, if I ever do… you know, get hitched.
“When the bride comes in and she makes her giant grand entrance, I like to glance back at the poor bastard getting married. Cause even though I think he’s an idiot for willingly entering into the last legal form of slavery, he always looks really, really happy.”
Thanks both, for the invitation for the ceremony, it meant a lot to me. 
Much pictures and stories to share, one of which is like how when I was ferried to the restaurant in JB yesterday(wah lau, the jitters could kill me, to speak in front of 1000+ people), TTY started talking about my blog, and Wenwei and Andrew were amused.
Then, when the reception started evening when I was running around and getting my preparations done before going on stage… someone came up to me, “You are Ting of joewei.net?”
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
In JB!!! SO SHY!!!
*Waves* Hi there! I am very shy in person, really. But it was great meeting you
And I think I got overzealous with the yam sengs. Hahaha.
And I survived the 2 nights without screwing their wedding up! Thank God!
You have no idea how nervous I was, trying so hard NOT to screw their big days up. Well, you know I am just prone to… mistakes. Hurhur. In fact the first day they say I can try voiceover professionally(or those sleazy chatlines.. you know, no need see faces one hahaha), but I decided it is only because they are all bananas!
Oh the jazz band has such good rapport that it helped with our emceeing last night. Whee!
And here’s wishing the lovely couple to many more drunk nights ahead, lotsa bliss, plenty of happiness, and a big family(eh, go give birth to a future male doc for my Minibean to date next time!
It was a nice Christmas, and I bet she enjoyed every, single bit of it.
But the story of my life goes such that, there is no such thing as pure, undiluted happiness, and fate will have something in place round the corner just to taint it.
Like, how I am feeling slightly weak and unwell for whatever reason.
Like, how I am looking forward to quite a number of things to finish at work tomorrow(yes, checking email right now to mentally prepare myself, laughs).
I just wish everyone happiness, and good health.
Christmas is special to me, though I didn’t wake up in time to bring Charissa to church today(that little one is so high from last night she didn’t sleep till 3.30am, and woke up at 1.30am, only because we roused her to).
Somehow, there is lingering sense of moroseness every this time of the year.
I guess, I just gotta learn how to be happy, and be self-sufficient.
And thanks to my mahjong kakis, whose enthusiasm brought the game to whole new level. And hilarious antics brought much smiles for this festive season.
But I can’t have the heart to say “Win big ah!” cos… if you are my regulars, you probably will be winning mine.
And oh. Congrats to Johnson and Maybelle, who tied the knot last night. This absolutely adorable couple is a match made in Playworks, and came a long way.
Of course, knowing how they have been there for me and baby, and how they are one of the nicest people I know… means that I could at least be less cynical about how true bliss could exist.
Be happy, you two, always!
I am very, very impressed with myself.
I have never shopped the way I did today and I am very impressed.
I had intended to do my Christmas shopping way earlier, but of course with the distraction of boys, mahjong, baby, wifey, work and the likes, I never quite gotten down to doing anything.
Then, it is now of never.
It should have been yesterday but after picking up a jacket and a new book for myself(I am selfish!!!), I scooted off town for a game of mahjong that lasted…. 10 hours.
Seriously.
Though it was interrupted by “Mama carreeeeeee” and “Mama faa chaiiii” “Mama anggg tiooongggg”, or “Bird bird!”
Work been unusually hectic(okay, fine, I have been unusually paranoid as well) these days, but somewhat peaceful cos it seems like the flow of it means something is moving forward and everything been pretty.. smooth.
And now I can venture into the holiday season, a bit chilled.
***
Oh. Speed shopping.
I have so many paper bags hanging off my shoulders, wrists, fingers, arms…. that I was breathless as I sashayed up and down Orchard.
So much sale!
I went into Gucci to get something for my dad.. and I ended up doing, “Hmm.. which one huh?”
I ended up saying, “Okay, I want this, this and this.”
Then I walked into the store again just before I wanted to leave for my office(after lunch time).
Then I walked into the store again!!!
I am the kind who like to plan what I wanna get, and I will just walk in, and buy.
I did that twice yesterday.
I did that again today. “This one, new one. Got discount? Okay. Thanks!”
So I think I managed to get around 18 items within an hour, spanning from different part of Orchard.
I am most impressed by myself, I tell ya.
Of course being credit-card happy means… I am now a very broke person.
And I haven’t even gotten the little one anything yet! I am such a choosy mum.
She has destroyed all the books she owns, and the trick is to get something that will keep her attention and is easy to pack(wah!!! Lego are hard to pack man! And she loves to thrown them around! Grr…).
When I finished my shopping today, I started thinking to myself why I never quite could bear to part with the moolah for myself.
But like I said, I love Christmas, and the cool weather kinda make me a more mushy-mellowy person who feels the need to love the world(yeah, right), oh alright… love the world in the cynical way I always do.
And just when I thought I could give my pocket a break.. I am just reminded that I am attending 3 weddings this week.
Oh joy of joy. But seriously, it is filled with such abundant joy that it makes a PMS-sy bitch like me strangely annoyed and sick of the saccharinely sweet bliss.
Like seriously, what is wrong with these people?
Of course, if you know me well, I am in plenty of denial. PMS-sy bitch doesn’t like to admit there is joy in the world when she is internally cooing and swooning how sweet everything is….
And there is nothing more annoying that to be caught in such a struggle.
Minibean is back in my arms today
I sat her on my lap at night and went through pictures we have taken for the past one year… perhaps like, a conclusion to a good year we share.
(Though she had unceremoniously kicked the drawer closed with my hand and fingers still stuck in between, I am lucky to walk away with no broken bones)
We were going through her 2nd year birthday pictures, and as I scrolled along, she suddenly squealed, “Jiejie! Auntie!”
I reversed back to that very picture, with Effy, Potato and Jiali and me holding Minibean.
So which one is Jiejie and which one is auntie, I asked.
She pointed to the first one of the left, and went, “Auntie!”
Then.
“Jiejie!”
“Mummy!”
“Jiejie!”
Giggles.
Sorry Effy, you were the only auntie.
***
She is darn smart.
She is already learning Li Bai’s Jing Ye Si(you know, the one with chuang qian ming yue guang thingy?).
And she knows exactly which page to flip the book to, whenever she reads the poem. She will then point to the word as she reads.
(GASP!!!!!)
Today (she is fighting off my grasp as I am blogging this *grin*) she saw me, and she was happily shouting, “Mummy! I meeee(miss) youuuuuu!”
It is all it takes to melt my heart.
She is such a sweetheart. Though she doesn’t listen when I told her she can’t sit on the Lego horse.
I feel so much peaceful with her around, you know?
In other news, I bought my mum’s Christmas present from Espirit today.
One down, many more to go!
And.. it was an eventful Saturday.
And when your past and present caught up with you, you realise there is only so far you can run.
Giggles.
I can’t believe I have a girl-crush on you-know-who.
And his “father” and “brudders”.
Oh, one of his “brudders”(the quirky, curly-haired one, is actually born in Singapore! Like seriously, why we can’t seem to keep such cuties)?
Suddenly, losing a tan is the new in thing, and the pale, ethereal look is panties-wetting.
I am sure the signs were there when I was in the theatre when everytime he came on screen, you can hear the collective gasps.
The lady(not young girl, but those pretty decent looking executive one) who sat next to me had went alone, and she had her hand to her heart “awwwing”, “giggling”, and I swear her heart broke a million pieces(like many others) when their brand of heroin got hurt.
I swear in the beginning I was duly amused when you hear the gasps, squeals, oohs and ahhs.
The last time I had experienced this phenomenon, was when Legolas came on screen and I am not going to admit that I used to dig my fingernails in to the ex’s arm and grin “hamsup-ly” when I watched LOTR.
Having said that, I am a big LOTR fan and it is not because of Legolas alone.
So. The movie must be a comedy cos I remember laughing lots during the movie.
Like the part when I said out loudly in the cinema after being utterly annoyed by squealing girls, when he started… sparkling.
“Wah! Girls’ best friend leh!”
At the end of it, sibei sia suey.
I hate to admit it did rouse the hopeless romantic in me, and like in any other cases, I am in denial.
Cos I was starting to giggle to the thought of how delicate his touches must have felt like on my neck… how it feels like with him bringing me to the top of the tree to see the world.. how he is so man when he protects me…. And I got absolutely high thinking to myself, “you can inject your, uhm, venom into me, anytime, baybeh.”
Heart pom pom tiao you know?
Be still my heart… be still.
*Snaps back to reality*
But can I say his doctor father damn hot. Really!
And I think their selection of cast was… great. Everyone has a certain exotic draw…. and it pieces together a strangely nice movie without scary budgets.
I wish I can pitch like his short-haired sister.
The only reason why I walked out of Popular with a book in hand last evening(despite of 2 waiting cuties), is truly because it was on sale and only cost 10 bucks.
Not a very good idea when you are playing mahjong thereafter. Ahem.
And it has nothing to do with the fact that I got a book called Twilight.
The movie tie-in one by the way, cos the original no more.
But it is okay. My brand of heroin on the cover anyway.
I walked out into a very bright open today.
Which was, a nice surprise since the skies hadn’t been cleared for quite a while.
The cosy weather could explain the reason why I have been feeling the chills, and falling asleep much earlier these days, without any urge to even blog…
I can’t wait for my photoblog to be up, so I could leave all the talking to be done through pictures.
I am still frustrated with my limited capacity. Sometimes I wonder why do I get annoyed with myself this easily.
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I went out for supper on Sunday night in the light drizzle.
I saw someone from the past, someone whom I never met before.
Yet the moment I set my eyes on her, I know for sure, who she is.
Isn’t it strange how answers you looked for in the past… will eventually surface, and then you realise, lots of things that mattered then, don’t really matter now.
And the realization hit me too, that what matters to me today, could well mean nothing to me tomorrow. And sometimes, I should learn to let go easier, however painful it is for me now, I will recover, someday.
Does it really matter?
I reached home, spent some short me-time, before dozing off to anticipate the new week.
A week I know no what was in store for me.
***
I need to shop.
I need to shop for Christmas pressie.
Tomorrow is the secret santa thingy and I haven’t got anything for the….. person I suey suey lucky lucky picked.
My colleague who sits next to me asked me if I had gotten a gift, and she joked, as we went down in the lift, “Who you picked shouldn’t be that hard right…? XXX is it?”
I pouted and gave a resigned look.
Another ang moh colleague in the lift overheard the conversation and burst out laughing, while shaking his head.
SEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
***
Monday was kickstarted with an unusual pace. By the time it was 4.30pm, I just packed and announced to my boss, “Okay, that’s enough for me for today. Going off.”
He laughed and bade me goodbye.
I was just glad I caught the train before it was flooded with the peak hour crowd. I needed the peace.
It was getting dark out there with the clouds shadowing.
I quickened my steps when I walked out of the MRT station.
It started raining just a step before I walked into the sheltered lobby. Talk about great timing.
The moment I got home, I did my liberating routine of stripping down to nothing, sashaying around the hall to pack some stuff, before I hopped into the showers to wash my hair.
I stepped out of showers feeling freshed, and left the house as dimly lit as it was(since it was raining slightly), and I felt a wave of compulsion washing over me.
So.
Dark washings go into the washing machine.
Glasses in the sink washed and scrubbed.
Shoes by the door put back into place.
Extra chair by the mahjong table went back to flank the dining table.
Out came the glass cleaner spray and I wiped 3 glass tables clean.
Clothes folded and packed into the middle room.
Stray plastic bags and boxes kept.
Magazines and newspaper to go into magazine rack after it was cleared of older magazines.
Toilet bowl scrubbed. I scrubbed it many times, but it doesn’t reach the places I want it to go. Bah. I need a new toilet brush.
I washed the floor, sink and even mopped the floor dry after my shower.
I cleared some stuff from my room.
Not ideal, still messy. But, I felt accomplished at the end of the evening as I sat down in the hall to watch television.
The Little Nonya show bored me to death. I tried to play the Xbox 360 but I didn’t quite manage to do so.
I switched on CSI: Miami.
I fell asleep halfway through.
I must be getting old.
It was a brand new day before I knew it.
***
Was pretty tired on a busy Tuesday.
Halfway trying to come up with something, I needed a break so much that I whipped out my camera and started snapping 2 pictures in the office.
And then I felt better and went back to work.
Am I weird or something?
***
Was pretty tired after work but was glad the day was survived.
Caught Nick and Norah’s Infinite Playlist, and it reminded me of Before Sunrise, which itself is a compliment.
I don’t expect everyone to like it, but I did.
Headed home and caught In her shoes on Channel 5. It was good too.
I am becoming more and more boring as a person. Heh.
***
I was in the train today when I was trying to delete a music file.
I didn’t know how it happened, but I accidentally played it instead.
So there I was, standing there with music blasting out of my palm.
It was terribly embarrassing, and I was thinking coolly, “Well, they might just think it was an irritating ringtone” as I tried to fumble with the buttons to off it.
I couldn’t find the damn button, even after going in and out of applications.
Bah.
So in my utter state of panic(after the song was playing far too long..), I offed my phone.
I kept my head bowed throughout the train ride.
***
This Christmas is unusually quiet.
Though I have plans to bring Charissa to church on Christmas morning.
So.
Lotsa stuff happening to keep me busy till new year.
Like. Friday’s mahjong session.
Saturday’s I-will-try-to-convince-them-I-am-not-a-drinker night. And my long-time wish to check a particular place out.
And much more to happen in time to come.
Woohoo. Stay tuned.
