Over MSN today.

“I think u were like some evil japanese soldier in your previous life”

Norman Leong said.

That was with regards to my eventful diving trip.

And my constant lack of good karma.

Okay, not fair on the good karma bits cos it sways from extreme to extreme.

Oh well.

My poor finger is recovering well though it was uhm, very wet, that prompted another trip to the hospital…. carpark for quick undressing and dressing.

It is not as serious nor as suggestive as it sounds.

I awe myself when I pulled the thick bandage, heavily caked with blood away from the wound after wetting it whilst washing Minibean’s milk bottle at Vivocity.

It was a nice weekend. Or was it.

Though it was one I nearly couldn’t find any room to breathe.

It was one, I went through any emotion possible.

I remember feeling tired.

I remember feeling pained.

I remember… feeling.. blank.

But, it all disappeared after a nice Sunday out with the rowdy little one, which ended with her dozing off in my arms, and I drifted off to sleep as well.

That explains the ache in my arms today.

It was a pretty hectic day at work yesterday, and the bodyaches that accompanied weren’t all that friendly to me.

I was having meeting halfway, sitting down, and I felt like I was blacking out.

I walked out of the meeting room cold sweating and shaking slightly.

I needed my sugar, and thus hurriedly left the building to grab a quick bite.

I have yet to have the time to rave about my Nokia E71, which fabulously served me well, though I have yet to update my address book even after a week. And yes, I have a new number. Please message me for it

And I have been so heavily reliant on it that I have conveniently left my old phone in the office and not even missing it.

So.

E71.

Did I mention how i lost my cool, black phone cover at Command and Conquer Red Alert launch at Lido last Friday? How fast is that?!

And contrary to popular beliefs, I don’t usually lose my things that easily. Serious! So I was pretty annoyed… I mean, I often misplace my stuff.. but they will all automagically turn up somewhere.

Like say, how I thought I lost my phone during my trip, that prompted a 800m sprint to rush back to jetty after a futile search…it eventually was found in my bag(gasp!).

So you see, I am pretty sore about losing the pouch. Sulks.

Anyway, I have every reason to smile when I was given a girlie one yesterday over lunch.

Giggles.

(My hand and fingers still look absolutely fugly).

Thank you. That was sweet

And it helped. Cos the moment I put the phone condom on, I dropped the phone harshly onto the marble floor.

***

And I braved on the afternoon while trying to get on with the momentum.

A notification email came in, and I went down to the mailroom.

Gerberas that also made me smile.

In a pretty shade of orange, cradled by a cute bear.

Thank you.

***

After a quick dinner at Bukit Timah, I was back at home, trying to do some “work”.

I finally got my feel around the Xbox360, playing one of the upcoming big titles. I am slowly getting out of my comfort zone

***

Too much food for thought flooding my mind.

And too much stuff on hand to finish.

So, besides jotting down these bouts of sweetness, I shall leave the heavy stuff till another day.

Just a quick one.

I love online shopping! Maybe because I don’t really enjoy strutting down town and scootering in and out of shops these days.

My ASOS dresses are here(Thanks May!), and I ripped their packaging open when I was in the midst of rushing some stuff, and threw them on.

All fit fine, and I love, love them!

So I am happy.

But er, I don’t really need dresses nowadays, do I? Oh well, I guess it doesn’t really matter, does it? There can always be “feel good” days when I need them.

So I am heading back figuring unfamiliar things out, and try to work some things out.

Why ah? Why am I such an airhead ah? Tsk.

And my baby knows how to use chopsticks! She cries “Mama carry” non-stop today, and is super manja and teyh.

I swear she didn’t get that from me.

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Just when I was going to change into my swimming gear… I hugged my pillow.

Before I knew it, it was a 3 hours nap I didn’t expect.

So I didn’t swim today.

And I am feeling damn hot, and uncomfortable. I am coughing too. Annoying.

***

Yeah, the one in March, I am talking about.

It has been like more than half a year, and I never quite gotten to blogging about it.

I think the problem with me is, whenever there are major occasions, I always tell myself I need lotsa time to chew on them, and then jot down what I think.

The sad thing is, time will pass, and by then, it no longer holds the memories together… and then.. it just dwindles to nothing but a memory maps out by plenty of pictures, as I try to recall it, and piecing it together.

The truth is, I remember feeling absolutely dejected this birthday, yet as I look back, I realise I forgot what were the most element to me - my friends.

Things have obviously changed drastically, and I can’t say I don’t miss us at all.

And then I remember the little things my friends did for me. And I remember Douglas O only singing the song I wanted to hear AFTER I stepped out of Le Baroque. Of course, Jiali even popped by for 5 minutes to just to give me a hug.

Come to think of it, it is the littlest things that mattered. And then when you are not careful, they can even slip away from you before you know it….

Birthdays are always bittersweet for me.

And here. The beautiful memories of my 27th(actually, I even have my 25th one in a draft somewhere…. but then, I think that will never come out).

It must be some couple of years ago, I thought to myself I wish I have the consistent bunch of people who will always be around for my birthday.

And then, I am glad to think that, Minibean will always be that constant factor Cos this time, I had her with me in Singapore after the ban on my mum’s visa was lifted.

It was, brilliant.

***

The week leading to my birthday was also the week when Thomas and Potato leaving…

We had a farewell dinner for Thomas(sheesh, I am now thinking about the pepper crab!!) at Esplanade.

And it was a feast!

And I am now sulking cos I have an urge for crabs again.

Potato joined us for a while, just to pass me… my birthday present! How sweet har, you tell me.

Us, at Esplanade. Nobody wanted to stand next to me then, they no love me!

Thomas kindly stood in just to well, stand beside the person whom everyone hates. Boohoo.

Then Potato passed me my present..

I think she looks very chio here.

But then not very chio here.

I didn’t open it until when we sat down at Harry’s.

JD aka Muthu trying to avoid the camera but not quite successfully.

And tadang! I am a party girl!!

Me with Effy.

Me trying to check out Effy’s…. Er tongs.
Potato is Yi tong, I also Yi tong, and one more we can PONG!

4 of us. Eh, that night we all very girly hor?

Looking back. All of us look back, once in a while.

I remember 2006, were them too.

***

That week was also… IT Show.

It was not the actual day, but I was greeted by…

Flowers! Red roses!

2 bouquets!

Giggles. So nice to receive flowers you know.

Especially, bloody red roses.

And with this bouquet, a cute office voodoo doll came with it.

A very nice friend of mine remembered how I was swooning how cute it was when we were out shopping, thank Glenn.

Afternoon was a trip to IT Show.

Saw pretty Sharon there.

And there was Sonia too.

I can never look slim next to her.

Also bumped into RJ, who was our emcee for a couple of events.

***

Then, came the actual day…

The voodoo doll is standing proudly behind in the picture. Oh, this picture was taken on the morning on my birthday, with May putting it there with a nice Polar puff as a morning surprise. Feeling so loved already!

It was also my lucky day as I sank my teeth into the OMG-I-AM-GOING-TO-HAVE-AN-ORGASM….

… Krispy Kreme Doughnut courtesy of Lynette, who came back from work trip …. I am not sure what it is, but it is the one with the lemon cream within. It was my 2nd encounter with Krispy Kreme(I was a KK virgin till JD aka Muthu offered me the glazed ones..), and then I found my true love.

Bliss lor, I tell you!

Then huh… JD sent me these. Giggles.

My name is Ting, not Ping, thank you very much.

Oh my GOD! Chap Sar Yio!

Somemore got Fatt Choy as the “eye”.

So happy can!

It was a farewell lunch for Jessie, who helped us lots even though she wasn’t directly under our company.

It was at TCC at Millenia Walk!

Us bunch!

My direct manager, Jessie, May, Daniel, Jemuel and me.

As thick-skinned as always, I joked that maybe can be my birthday celebration also.

I made all of them sing birthday song for me. Giggles.

I know, so thick-skinned! Where got people like that one?

So shameless.

I love the Aglio Oglio.

And gee, I was still using my Motorola Red back then.

Then, I waited aimlessly to head out after work.

Then, it was a nice dinner at Hoggies…(why why why you tell me! I am PMSsy now and I didn’t have dinner and then I am blogging about FOOD FOOD FOOD!)…

Steak, bloody steak. Man, I need one of those fixes.

The staff sang birthday song for me. So shy! I wasn’t so shy when I asked my boss and colleagues to sing for me earlier, so strange!

The lovely duo who spent the evening with me.

Then somebody did something so touching. She walked very very long to where we were, just to give me a sweaty hug and say happy birthday, before she had to rush off.

I don’t think anyone is looking at our faces anyway.

All of us trying to have slim arms.
I wearing the top she bought me for my birthday.

Then, we went Le Baroque!

And I got sabo-ed on stage.

So shy. I think he is so freaking HOT can.

And then he somemore held my hand.. my heart tried very very hard, but cannot be still..

Then he asked me what kind of guys I like.. I pointed at him. Giggles.

Luckily his wife not around.

Douglas O, you soooo hot!

And thank you. I heard my Lips of an Angel only AFTER I left.

David dropped by and he bought the ladies drinks.

And not just ordinary drinks..

Whatever that is, they were bracing themselves for it.

I tried whatever the last bits of it were..

And it was written all over my face.

And he gets an Ang Tiong for being so sweet.

We then made our way down to …. the pub where the other David was at.

I offered him a cupcake.. and I think that was the cupcake count before they faced a terrible fate and ended up smashing into the floor.

This cutie pie then sang for me.

A birthday song!

And he sang Crowded House’s Better be home soon.

The night was all the more sweeter.. when Jiali popped by just to give me a hug.

Thanks dear…

And I reached home to house the flowers into the lonely vase.

And, it will be yet another countdown, to my late 20s, in less than half a year’s time.

There are many things amazing about my wifey. She is my MSN-a-new-theme love. I choose my theme for my wordpress, and I will wait while the magic takes place.

Which is what I am doing now, as she is resting herself after a hectic night of booze.

You see, since we don’t have that something to benefit each other mutually, the greatest thing we could offer each other is our undying love for the ivory tiles, sitting next to the square, green table, until our spilling lard could go nowhere but the sides.

Sometimes, we would steer away from our usual routine, to spice up our lives… like you know, what people have to do to inject spice into their love lives to keep things going?

With her, this year I did a few things I never did in my life, or at least, in a long, long while. Like watching We Will Rock You, Broadway Beng, placing little bets during Euro, Guitar Hero and Rockbanding, trying out new partners(at the mahjong table) and on 27th July 2008.. I was no longer a virgin to….

…Dance dance revolution!

We had met that day with Potato to do lunch at Cineleisure, and we wandered around the busy Orchard for a while, before decided to catch Prom Night.

10 minutes before our show started, I was dared to go up on the machine.

And then we didn’t know we stayed up there for 20 minutes, eating into the start of the movie. Ahem, we certainly didn’t think we would be that gifted.

As the movie ended, we were clueless where to go until Uncle Keith called to ask her if she wanna head to Zouk for Paul van dyk.

Feeling a little out of the clubbing scene, it took me a while before I decided to head there in my Birkies.

We returned to Effy’s place, before Uncle Keith picked us up, and we ended up at Jos’ place instead. My plans to head to Zouk early, and end the night early obviously didn’t look like it was going to take place(Sunday you know? Need to work the next day!).

On our way to Zouk.

My wifey is camera shy, as usual. We chilled at wine bar, before we headed into the mad crowd which was already building itself at 11.30pm.

Fortunately, we found ourselves comfortably seated at the members’, away from all the jostling and mad-pushing.

Why did we subject ourselves to such abuse?!

The view of the crowd from our seat. We could barely go anywhere, as that would involve tons of squeezing and pushing, and stepping on people’s toes.

Gerald was so proud of his shoes that he wanted me to take a picture of them.

Keith, Jos, and Gerald.

So rude, not my friends!

So gay!

The view of the crowd from the top, and this was barely after the party started.

We weren’t quite satisfied with just bumming on the comfy couch, so we made our way down to squeeze through all these people.

For the first time in my life, I couldn’t squeeze beyond the steps to the dancefloor.

We were just stuck in between of all the actions and human traffic, and had no where to go.

Until.. of course, this tall, dark, cute(in such lights, anyone and everyone can be cute) chap who towered above everyone else, thought we look pretty lost, and asked if we would want to get to the dancefloor.

He suddenly held my hand(oh, be still, my lusty heart), and led the way through the horrible crowd, and as he led us to where we had wanted to be, he asked.

“Are you Thai?”

Nope, Chinese.

“Chinese Chinese?”

Nope, Singaporean Chinese.

“Nice! Prrreeetty!”

Of course, that was all it takes for me to know my trip is all worthwhile. I am in for any sort of cheap thrill,  obviously.

I am not aunty! Yay!

We were just mere metres away from the Man of the Night, and we were busy fighting off limbs that were flying into our faces, and sweaty bodies knocking into ours.

It was 2ish when we finally called it a night.

It was a nice, and different weekend with the wifey.

***
Finally met up with wifey on Friday night after her return from Bali on Tuesday evening.

It was 3-legged mahjong at hers with Shaun. It didn’t end too late though.

I woke up before noon on Saturday and Sunday, which proves to be a rare achievement.

Everyone is again down with the flu bug, and I dread to think I might be succumbed to it, AGAIN. My body is aching again, and I think I should start some sort of vitamins routine.

Brought Minibean out for a day of vanity yesterday, and we headed home in the storm, as she slept soundly in my arms.

Took a long nap this afternoon, and I should be recharged for this week.

And let the countdown, begins.

***

The reason why I love my wifey?

She embraces my faith, and is a convert!

And wifey, we should heed your suggestion, and sit down to do our bucket list, soon.

My mahjong wifey is back from her romantic trip, and I am insanely jealous I wasn’t the one with her.

But I am glad that she is back, for we have a series of activities planned. We might be going swimming and blading together, things we have not done together at all. I think she is really like a wifey to me, for the things we do will seldom require us to venture out of either’s home.

Yet the moment she got back, she dumped me on facebook, and I am a poor, unwanted single on facebook again.

But she did marvellous things for me too, in her absolute boredom, she asked me for my passwords, and did the incredible things of upgrading my wordpress, backup my blog, and as well as changing its skin for me.

Where to find this kind of wife, you tell me?

My back is having a hell of a time after shifting yet another box today. And I have bruises on my thighs from yesterday.

So, I shall be smart. I will not wear a dress again tomorrow.

And shall we hit the pool tomorrow?

And gee, I am severely lost in this version of wordpress.

❤Effy says:
i know.. i feel so smart when i talk to you about all this
❤Effy says:
but hor.. i also dunno half the things i’m tokking

I feel stupid now.

Did I accidentally wash my hair with hydrogen peroxide today? Gee.

!!!!!!!!!

I spent the past few hours going to the mini-television in the office, and back to my cubicle, and then to another meeting, and yet with my heart firmly glued to the television.

I saw many people come and go from the front of the television, some of them filled with negativity, some of them simply nonchalant, some of them, like me, were brimmed to the max with adrenalin.

I joked about how if I was at the stadium, I would have been red-carded as well(I think some of them were red-carded… for some reasons I know not what, since our television was muted, and the only grunts and ooohs were heard, were from us).

We ended with rounds of cheers and claps when Feng Tianwei sealed the fate of the Singapore Women’s Team for table tennis, and they are in to the finals.

It was so exciting can?

And when Feng Tianwei came on the 2nd time for the final set, all the females in my office went, “Wow…. so cute! So suave! So handsome!”

“Wah looks like a Korean heart throb leh! Maybe that’s why the South Korean chick cannot concentrate!!!”

Coos. Coos. Coos. Coos.

We were shouting from everything from, “ONE MILLION!!!!”

“PUBLIC HOLIDAY!!!!!!”

“YOU MY NEW PIN UP!!”

“SO COOL!”

SWOON SWOON SWOON SWOON.

Now May suggest I can print her pictures into 30 x A3 posters and stick on everyone’s office table.

And the other player, Wang Yue Gu, was called auntie by some of our colleagues, before we realised she is like, less than a year older than us. Her efforts were really commendable when she came back from behind.

And though many slammed Li Jiawei for not performing up to expectations, I do think she did contribute to the doubles’ victory. And for those who think she cannot hold herself together during pressure, for the numbers of big events she had taken part in, I really wonder how she did it.

And of course, most people think “Singapore sure get silver now one lah!”.

But don’t forget, never underestimate the underdogs. And with my Moscow experience, I repeated this just now once too many times, and I will repeat this again, “There can be miracles, when you believe….”

(Tidbits: Feng Tianwei actually beat world number 1 Zhang Yining before! And she was world’s 73rd when she came to Singapore last year, and she now is 12th. Auntie Wang is 8th, and Li Jiawei is 6th)

And gee, I didn’t even realise Singapore’s coach is actually the older brother of China’s coach!

A day after I saw the little green creature, I was bringing Minibean 0ut when I saw this green mess right next to the lift.

I think its ambiguous identity got on the nerves of some people out there, and in their frustration, they destroyed it.

Strangely, I saw it’s thin wings amidst its carcass, just like those cockroach wings -shudders at thought- and I was still clueless what creature it is. Poor thing, dismembered just like that. And it happened at my floor. The murderer is among us.

While I was sick and lonely at home, my dear colleagues decided to tempt me just before I was due to return to work - supper at Newton on Sunday night, when my fever was still lurking.

Daniel picked me up from my place near midnight, and we met up with Stephanie.

I was having fever, but I was sick and tired of all the food I was missing out.

It was nice meeting up with my colleagues again after not seeing them for so long. Yay.

But I got home feeling sicker and didn’t feel too well. Bah.

My first day back at work after the long absence was heading to Fairmont hotel for a shoot.

Nice view from 25th floor.

Me trying on the model’s wardrobe.

So nice okay!

And Shiseido’s new range of Maquillage make up, with superbly nice eye colours to go with. They kindly sponsored the looks for this shoot, so we had an exclusive preview of them before they hit the market.

Was tired by the end of the day and headed home straight to rest.

Wednesday morning was yet another meeting, and it was at Royal Copenhagen at Takashimaya.

A place I have been wanting to go to, but have never been.

Had breakfast there, and met up with Harper’s Bazaar’s Valerie.

If only all my mornings start like that…

Concluded the day with plenty of laughs and imagination at House with 3 other colleagues after we decided we needed to chill after a long, tiring, excruciating day at work.

Daniel’s desserts. With his artistic creation.
Stephanies’s.
Mine.
May’s!

It was a nice place, where we spun a story of the ancient pugilistic world, which was continued during today’s lunch at Long John Silver.

And.. last but not least….

My little surprise get-well gift which I received on Saturday!

It fits nicely into my Eva Clutch when I do not want to brim it with my wallet.

Love it to bits!

Starting to cough again. Not a good sign. Nah uh.

My Azzurri are in.

WOOHOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Am I the only one who think Buffon is dripping with absolute sex appeal and is so cute, though he is not conventionally so?

What can I say? I was sold the Italians the Italian way… from that D & G ad in the showers, obviously.